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Another World Transcript Wednesday 10/27/04

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Lisa: I love him so much, Rick. I love him so much, it's killing me. I thought I could fight, you know? I thought my love for him would be enough. If I were smart, I'd walk away. But I canít. I just can't do it.

Rick: Something like this, Lisa, you just got to give it more time.

Lisa: Nobody understands.

Rick: I know that's how you feel now, but at least give yourself a chance to talk to the guy.

Lisa: No! No! You see -- you see, love is not supposed to be like this!

Rick: I know. Lisa, it'll be ok. Just a little more time.

Mitch: Sharlene.

Sharlene: Hi.

Mitch: Felicia's not here.

Sharlene: I didn't come to see her.

Mitch: Well, I haven't seen Josie or Matthew.

Sharlene: I need to talk to you, Mitch.

Mitch: Ok, as long as we don't talk about Jason.

Sharlene: We still have to talk.

Mitch: Sure. About what?

Sharlene: Janice.

Mitch: You know about that?

Sharlene: Yeah, I know about that. I bet you wish I didnít.

Mitch: It's just that you've never said anything.

Sharlene: I am not the kind of person that hides from something that they don't want to see, Mitch. I know what life is like. But when I heard about my sister --

Mitch: From who, Jason?

Sharlene: When I heard about my sister, I kind of went underground with that. Something inside of me just couldn't deal with it. Until last night. The house was quiet, I couldn't sleep --

Mitch: Sharlene --

Sharlene: And I started thinking, I want to know what happened between you and my sister and Rachel. I want to know about the murder.

Oliver: Yeah, well, if it doesn't work this time --

Felicia: No, no, it will. I promise you it will.

Oliver: All right. Perhaps if you don't think of it too seriously, think of it as a trick --

Felicia: Oh, yes, yes, I know that. I'm not taking it seriously at all.

Oliver: Good.

Felicia: You see?

Oliver: Yeah. Smiling.

Felicia: Right.

Oliver: Laughing. Ok. Here we go.

Felicia: Ok, here we go.

Oliver: Oh, uh, did you need something?

Felicia: No, no, nothing at all.

Oliver: From your purse?

Felicia: No, uh-uh.

Oliver: No?

Felicia: You know, I wanted to mention about opening night.

Oliver: Oh, good.

Felicia: Yeah. Good luck.

Oliver: Oh!

Felicia: Break a wand, or whatever it is you say to a magician.

Oliver: "Break a wand." I must jot this down. These are --

Felicia: And, you know, the balloons, they really are quite wonderful.

Oliver: Yes, well, now, we must not concentrate on the balloons now.

Felicia: Right. Of course. I'm sorry.

Oliver: Concentrate here.

Felicia: I am going to concentrate. I want very much for this to work.

Oliver: Good.

Felicia: Ok. You know, see, when you hypnotized me the last time, I went back in time and into my past.

Oliver: Yes, and in fact you, as we say, regressed into your childhood --

Felicia: Right.

Oliver: And it was very entertaining.

Felicia: Yes, so I hear. Well, I need to do that again, you know, for research for the book.

Oliver: Right. All right, well, here we go now.

Felicia: Right.

Oliver: Just concentrate on the pendant. And the little droplets of light are making your lids heavy, clustering there and weighing them down. You are becoming very sleepy. Sleepy. And you have a sensation of drifting backwards, ever backwards. Sleeping. Relaxing. Deliciously relaxed. Yes. Now, Felicia? Felicia?

Felicia: My name's Fannie.

Oliver: Ah, yes, Fannie. Can you hear me well, Fannie?

Felicia: Uh-huh.

Oliver: Can you slowly allow your lids to drift upward, although you remain asleep?

Oliver: And you hear me. How do you feel, Fannie?

Felicia: Never mind how I feel. Where the hell am I?

Mitch: It wasn't murder.

Sharlene: So why don't you tell me what it was?

Mitch: Look, I'm not very proud of the part I had in all of it.

Sharlene: I don't care, Mitch. I still need to know why my sister's life ended the way it did.

Mitch: Jason didn't tell you?

Sharlene: Jason understands about as much as I do. He thinks he has all the facts, but he likes to make his own interpretations.

Mitch: Are you sure you want to get into this?

Sharlene: I keep telling myself that I should just let this be, but I canít. I still have dreams about my sister, Mitch.

Mitch: Look, I understand that. This was a long time ago. I look at Matthew and I realize that he wasn't even born when it happened.

Sharlene: It still matters!

Mitch: I know.

Sharlene: And you are the only one who can help me.

Mitch: Ok. I'll try.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Mitch: You have to understand that Janice went through a lot of changes. Things had gotten very complicated.

Sharlene: Jason says that you say she was trying to kill Mac.

Mitch: She was.

Sharlene: How do you know?

Mitch: Because I was there. Because I was helping her.

Sharlene: You what?

Mitch: I was going to help her. I wanted out. There was no stopping Janice.

Sharlene: I can't believe this.

Mitch: Rachel figured out what was going on. She was there. She was trying to save Mac. Janice came at her with a knife. Rachel was fighting for her life.

Sharlene: And how many witnesses were there, Mitch?

Mitch: No one saw the fight.

Sharlene: So it was -- so it was just Rachelís word against Janice?

Mitch: Yes, and she's been on trial for it. She was found innocent.

Sharlene: Right here in Bay City? Oh! Killing a Frame -- it probably isn't even a felony here!

Mitch: I don't think you understand what had happened to Janice. You don't know what she was like.

Sharlene: All right. You tell me about my sister. You tell me what she was like. What was she feeling? Who did she love? Did -- did anybody love her?

Mitch: Yes, I did.

Sharlene: What happened?

Mitch: What happened was that everything went crazy with everything that she wanted and she thought that she needed. I mean, she became like a very insecure, very, very -- very frightened child.

Sharlene: We didn't have it easy, you know.

Mitch: Look, I know that. She was going to come out on top, no matter what.

Sharlene: So she hooked up with you?

Mitch: Yes. We understood each other. I understood her needs, the outsider always looking in.

Sharlene: She wasn't a killer.

Mitch: I know that!

Mitch: She met Mac. Here was a man who had everything she'd ever wanted.

Sharlene: But she had already married Mac. She had everything. Why would she want to kill him?

Mitch: Because she was afraid he was going to take it away, I guess. I don't know. She never felt deserving of Mac. She never felt deserving of anything, for that matter. She knew that one day he was going to walk out on her, and she wasn't going to let that happen.

Ada: So then I said, "What else is new?"

Iris: Hello, daddy.

Mac: Hi, darling. Come and sit down with us.

Iris: Oh, Ada, Rachel.

Rachel: Hello, Iris.

Ada: Hello there.

Mac: Something wrong?

Iris: Well, I was only expecting to find Rachel here, not my whole family.

Mac: I couldn't tear myself away.

Iris: I wondered what you were doing home at this time of day.

Mac: I decided to spend some time with my beautiful wife.

Rachel: And I'm glad he did.

Iris: And I'm glad to find you all here because I have a wonderful idea.

Ada: You have?

Iris: Mm-hmm. A surprise.

Ada: A surprise? Goody.

Iris: I was thinking, seeing you've all done so much for me, it was about time I did something for you.

Rachel: How thoughtful.

Ada: What'd you have in mind?

Iris: What about a family dinner party, something really fabulous?

Mac: That's a lovely idea, Iris.

Rachel: It certainly is. There's only one drawback.

Iris: What's that?

Rachel: It's Helenís night off.

Mac: Oh.

Iris: Well, don't worry about that. I'll organize everything.

Ada: Would you like a map of the kitchen?

Iris: I'm sure I can figure something out.

Mac: You could do it another night.

Iris: Nonsense. Anyone can organize a dinner party. I want to do something really special for you, daddy. And for you, too, of course, Rachel.

Rachel: Of course.

Ada: Of course.

Iris: So shall we say 7:00, then? Oh, and let's dress. I'd like it to be really elegant. You do have a dinner dress, don't you, Ada?

Ada: Well, I can always sew some sequins on my sweatshirt.

Iris: Goody.

Mac: Rachel's great for dinner parties.

Rachel: Oh, I wouldn't dream of interfering. Iris has the whole kitchen to herself. It's her night.

Iris: Oh, I'd love some help, Rachel. Why don't you give me a hand with the menu?

Rachel: Oh, whatever you want.

Iris: I was thinking, maybe we could do veal. Do you like veal?

Rachel: Fine. Veal it is then.

Mac: You know what? I think they're starting to get along.

Jason: Come in, Matt.

Matthew: Hi. Thanks.

Jason: Sure.

Matthew: Hi.

Josie: Hi.

Jason: For a full-time student, you sure have an awful lot of free time.

Matthew: Well, as a matter of fact, I was on my way to the library.

Jason: Library's the other way. That's a long ways from here.

Josie: Uncle Jason --

Jason: Hey, it's not my place to mention little unimportant details like that. I got to go.

Josie: Bye.

Matthew: So long.

Jason: Yeah. Josie, your mom's coming back real soon, right?

Josie: Yes.

Jason: You'll be ok?

Josie: Yes.

Jason: All right. See ya.

Josie: I'm sorry about him.

Matthew: Does he always talk to you that way?

Josie: Oh, he just gets overprotective, I guess.

Matthew: Hmm. Well, I do have to go back to the library.

Josie: Yeah?

Matthew: Mm-hmm.

Josie: Lot of studying to do?

Matthew: Yeah, I got to catch up on the beginning of the semester, you know, when all that business with my mom and dad happened.

Josie: Oh, yeah. You were missing a lot of classes.

Matthew: Mm-hmm.

Josie: I'm glad you're making it up now.

Matthew: Oh, it's just that it takes up a lot of time in the library.

Josie: It's worth it.

Matthew: Time that I'd rather be here with you.

Josie: Wait a minute.

Matthew: What?

Josie: You have to go!

Matthew: Why?

Josie: Because I am not going to be responsible for you not getting all Aís!

Matthew: Ok, I want to get the Aís. Mmm.

Josie: Matthew, you have to go!

Matthew: Ok, ok, I'm going. I'm just glad that I was able to spend a little time here with you.

Josie: Matthew, you're doing it again. Go!

Matthew: Ok. Bye.

Josie: Bye.

Matthew: If you want to know where I am, I'll be all alone at the library, all right?

Felicia: Please, where the hell am I?

Oliver: Hmm, perhaps you can tell me, Fannie.

Felicia: Balloons. You know what? This is a party.

Oliver: Oh. A birthday party?

Felicia: No, a funeral party. Of course it's a birthday party, dummy. You know what? This is my birthday!

Oliver: Ah.

Felicia: Hi, jerry.

Oliver: Oh, this is wonderful. And how old are you today, Fannie?

Felicia: 13.

Oliver: And how is the party?

Felicia: It's great.

Oliver: Everyone having a good time?

Felicia: Uh-huh.

Oliver: Are there presents?

Felicia: Sure. Can't you see them? They're right there, right there.

Oliver: Perhaps you can tell me about them.

[Party whistles blow]

Felicia: Oh, there are so many presents! Now it's time for the cake! Look!

Children: Ooh!

Woman: Make a wish.

Felicia: Ok, I wish --

Woman: No, no, Fannie, don't tell. It won't come true.

Felicia: Ok. Here goes.

Boy: Oh!

Felicia: Now comes my favorite part.

Oliver: What's that?

Felicia: Boy, are you dumb. The best part is opening the presents.

Children: Ooh!

Girl: Neat!

Boy: Whoa!

Girl: What is it? What is it?

Felicia: Oh, look! Billie Kennedy gave me an Elvis pin. She's in love with Elvis and thinks that I should be, too, but I'm not. I'm going to marry Rock Hudson when he gets his divorce.

Children: Oh!

Felicia: Look at this! Judy McCulka got me hairspray! She thinks everybody should wear Jackie Kennedy hair like she does.

Oliver: So you're getting lots of presents, eh?

Felicia: Uh-huh. Everybody has to give you one or they can't come to your party, so I invited the whole neighborhood!

Oliver: Ah, that's pretty smart.

Felicia: Wait! Here's another one. Who's that from, mama?

Woman: Your mother. Just a little something now that you're almost a lady.

Felicia: Oh, mama! Nylons!

Oliver: Ah, so you got your first pair of nylons, eh? Fannie? What is the matter?

Felicia: Pastor.

Oliver: Pastor? Who are you talking about?

Felicia: Pastor, what's wrong? Pastor, what's wrong? Pastor, what? What's wrong? Pastor? What? What's wrong?

Jamie: Mac, I used to think that loving her was enough, but maybe it isnít.

Mac: What do you mean?

Jamie: She's right. I am ruining her life. And it's -- it's got to stop, Mac!

Mac: Now, Jamie, don't do something rash. You should talk it over with Lisa.

Jamie: We talked already, Mac. We've talked so much, and we always end up saying the same thing -- we're going to try again somehow, and then I turn around and I hurt her again somehow!

Mac: So what are you thinking of doing now?

Jamie: What I've been avoiding for so long, Mac, and that's making a choice. Listen, I love Lisa, but I know I want to be the father of my child. And I'm beginning to realize that I can't have both.

Mac: I wish there were some sort of sage advice I could give you on that.

Jamie: This is my child, Mac.

Mac: Of course, and being a father is one of the most -- maybe the most important job that a man has to do, and it is a job.

Jamie: A full-time job.

Mac: It's wonderful, it's rewarding, it's difficult, it's demanding, and it is work.

Jamie: I have to be there for him.

Mac: And you will. You will, Jamie.

Jamie: You were always there for me, Mac.

Mac: Well, I tried, but nobody's 100%. I loved you like my own son. I always will.

Jamie: Yeah, I just wish I had turned out a little better, Mac.

Mac: You are a tremendous success.

Jamie: Yeah, right, with two marriages and two divorces?

Mac: Look, you -- you were very young, and marriage isn't all that easy, either. You know that.

Jamie: If I had a chance at a successful marriage, it'd be with Lisa. Except --

Mac: Except for Vicky.

Jamie: She's the mother of my -- my child, Mac. It'd be the right thing to do, Mac. I'd be with my baby, and we could -- we could probably have a good life.

Mac: It'd be very hard to build a good marriage solely on love of a child. Everybody gets shortchanged.

Jamie: Mac, I'll never be able to completely break away from Vicky. There will always be the baby there.

Mac: And with Lisa? You would be able to make a clean break?

Jamie: Mac, don't you think sometimes that when you don't want to hurt someone that you need to let go?

Mac: Even though you love her so much?

Jamie: Yeah.

Mac: There's no way that I can give the right answer for you.

Jamie: I know, Mac, it's my choice. It's my decision.

Mac: And I'm sure it'll be the right one.

Jamie: Well, I hope so, Mac, because I think I finally know what I have to do.

Sharlene: Sometimes I hear you talking about Janice, and I swear you're talking about Jason.

Mitch: Janice had a lot more going for her than Jason, I think.

Sharlene: She should've never met Mac. And Rachel -- she would be alive today if she hadnít.

Mitch: What are you saying?

Sharlene: Letting her think she was something she wasn't, filling her head with dreams. It's the same way with Jason. He looks at the Cory's and he wants what they have. I wish we had never come here. I wish we had never met them.

Mitch: Look, Janice was sick. Jason, I don't know. I don't think you can compare the two.

Sharlene: Oh, I'll agree with you, Janice was sick, but having to go up against Rachel made it worse.

Mitch: I don't think it had anything to do with her --

Sharlene: No wonder she was so scared, Mitch! She always knew that Mac would always go back to Rachel. She was -- she was an interlude.

Mitch: No, she wasn't an interlude, and I don't think you can blame Mac and Rachel.

Sharlene: And Rachel gets off scot-free!

Mitch: It was self-defense!

Sharlene: Right. I appreciate you talking to me, Mitch.

Mitch: I wish things were different.

Sharlene: I have to go.

Felicia: Pastor, what's wrong? What -- what? What's wrong?

Oliver: Just stay calm, Fannie. Everything's all right.

Felicia: Pastor?

Oliver: Fannie, just please tell me, what is happening?

Pastor: These are not for you!

Felicia: But mama gave them to me.

Pastor: No, do you hear? I said no! This party is over! I won't have this filth in my home!

Felicia: But they're mine.

Pastor: I won't have a child dressed in harlot's clothes in my home, do you hear me?

Woman: It was my present to her. She's almost grown now.

Pastor: But a child. This is sin. Sin!

Felicia: They were mine.

Oliver: All right, Fannie. Everything will be all right. Now, you are going to come awake when you hear me say the word "three." I will count slowly. Listen carefully, please. One, two, three. Three. You are awake. Felicia? All right.

Felicia: I -- I went back.

Oliver: Yes, you did. Well, now, everything is fine now and you will relax. Perhaps you would like a drink of water. I always find that it is good to test reality, and that is why I keep some water here. You can taste the cold water, then you Ė

[Key turns in lock]

Lisa: Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Lisa: Hi. You startled me.

Jamie: I've been waiting for you.

Lisa: Well, I've been looking all over for you.

Jamie: Have you?

Lisa: Yeah, I went to the hospital and they said you went to Maryís place, and then I went to Maryís place and --

Jamie: I changed my mind. I had lunch with Mac, instead.

Lisa: Oh, no wonder I couldn't find you. Well, I'm so glad you turned up here. I was beginning to think I'd never find you.

Jamie: Lisa --

Lisa: I wanted to talk to you.

Jamie: That's why I'm here.

Lisa: I'm really sorry about the way I acted this morning. I -- I just couldn't deal with it, you know, Majorca and you and Vicky being together.

Jamie: Yeah, I know.

Lisa: I kept things all bottled up, but I'm ok now. And you're here and I'm here, so -- what's wrong? Jamie? I was really angry with myself for the way I was this morning. I'm sorry. Can we just start over?

Jamie: I wish we could, but we canít.

Iris: We can always ask daddy's opinion. Oh, has he left already?

Rachel: Yes, right after lunch. Didn't he say goodbye?

Iris: No. I want to thank you for the help you've given me with this dinner party.

Rachel: You're welcome.

Iris: As I said, I want it to be a really elegant affair, so I'll handle it from here.

Rachel: Iris, I have only one more suggestion to give to you.

Iris: Of course.

Rachel: You've taken on an awful lot with Cory Publishing. Just don't try to take over here at home.

Iris: I only want to make daddy's life easier.

Rachel: Your father's life has been just fine for the last few years.

Iris: Well, I thought he seemed very tired when I arrived home in Bay City.

Rachel: He was very tired. The takeover was an enormous strain on him. But he's much better now.

Iris: Aren't we all? It's nice to think our troubles are all behind us, isn't it?

Rachel: It would be if they were.

Iris: You know, I really want Cory Publishing to forge ahead now.

Rachel: Yes, I'm sure you have lots of ideas.

Iris: Lots. The spa was only one of them.

Rachel: How did your father feel about the spa?

Iris: The spa? Oh, he thinks it's a wonderful idea.

Rachel: He thought it was a wonderful idea that Jason Frame was going to be working on it?

Iris: Look, do we have to discuss this now?

Rachel: Iris, if you really love your father, you'll make sure that Jason Frame isn't working on that project.

Iris: Rachel, that's already taken care of.

Rachel: Jason is not going to be used?

Iris: I can assure you I'm having nothing to do with him. Oh, my goodness, look at the time. Will you excuse me?

Rachel: Of course.

Iris: I've got so many things to do.

Rachel: Good luck.

Iris: Oh, Rachel? Let's try and remember to do our best, look our best for daddy tonight?

Rachel: I always try and look my best for your father.

Iris: I know you try.

Jason: I just asked you where you've been.

Sharlene: And I told you I had things to do. Did I keep hounding you to figure out where you just went?

Jason: I've been to the hardware store.

Sharlene: What are you doing, Josie?

Jason: She looks very busy over there, and I think she's been even busier with the cookie jar. Half of them are gone.

Josie: Who ate half a dozen this morning, I want to know?

Jason: Did you count?

Sharlene: I asked you where you were going.

Jason: Any calls for me?

Josie: No.

Jason: Not one?

Josie: No.

Jason: I thought Iris would call.

Sharlene: What about Iris?

Jason: It's business, Sharlene, it's business.

Sharlene: With Iris Cory? What are you doing with the Coryís now, Jason?

Josie: You know, I hope you're not badmouthing Matthewís family again.

Sharlene: Where are you going?

Josie: I'll be back, mama.

Sharlene: When?

Jason: Let her go!

Sharlene: Josie!

Jason: Let her go.

Sharlene: She should've told me where she was going!

Jason: She'll tell you later. What is it with you, anyway?

Sharlene: Absolutely nothing. And stop asking me where I've been!

Jason: No, it's where you've been that's winding you up like a cork.

Sharlene: I went to see Mitch.

Jason: Why?

Sharlene: To ask about Janice.

Jason: Oh, that's great. You go to some no-good drifter to ask him about a woman that he helped to murder. That makes a lot of sense, Sharlie.

Sharlene: He helped me understand her a little better, Jason, I think.

Jason: I'll just bet.

Sharlene: He made her sound like she was crazy.

Jason: Don't you listen to that. Don't you believe it, either.

Sharlene: It makes sense to me, Jason. The things that drove her, that made her do what she did, they are in me, too, and they're in you. But we have each other, Jason. She didn't have anybody, and now she is dead.

Jason: Hey. Come here.

[Tape plays]

Oliver's voice: Look at the pendant. Back and forth, back and forth, watching only the light as it dances off the watch, making your eyelids heavy. Heavy. So sleepy. Relax and accept them. Go to sleep. That's right.

Mitch: Felicia?

Oliver's voice: Drifting off to sleep.

Felicia: Yes, honey, hello. Hi.

Mitch: Hi.

Felicia: I didn't realize that you were home.

Mitch: I didn't hear you come in. I thought I heard a radio or you talking or something.

Felicia: Yes, that was me.

Mitch: You ok?

Felicia: Yes, I think so. How about you?

Mitch: I've had better days, but let's not talk about that.

Felicia: Ok. Yeah. Why don't you just hold me?

Matthew: Hey!

Josie: Shh!

Matthew: Picnic?

Josie: Shh!

Matthew: Ahem.

Josie: I got chocolate-chip cookies and ham sandwiches from Thanksgiving, ok?

Matthew: Ham sandwiches are great, and so are you.

Student: Shh!

Matthew: Oh.

Josie: Boy.

Lisa: Something happened in Majorca, didn't it?

Jamie: It's not what you think.

Lisa: Isn't it?

Jamie: What happened was when I came home, I finally faced facts, Lisa.

Lisa: I don't understand.

Jamie: I know, it's hard to explain. I want you to know that I love you. I always have loved you.

Lisa: I love you, too.

Jamie: And I want what's best for you. But I've been expecting too much from you, from us.

Lisa: Jamie, we can --

Jamie: No, listen, listen to me. Come here. Hear me out on this, because I know -- listen, I know I'm right about this. I mean, when you face facts, how could we be happy in the position we're in, the position I've put us in? Lisa, be honest, when was the last time you felt good about us?

Lisa: Jamie, it's true it hasn't always been easy, but --

Jamie: I know how I feel. I never know if what I'm going to do is -- if it's going to hurt you. Or -- or if what I do is going to hurt the baby or me or Vicky. This -- this whole thing is a mess. And it's not fair to you. It's not fair to either one of us, but especially not to you.

Lisa: But, Jamie, we've come so far. We just --

Jamie: I think we both kept hoping that things were going to get easier.

Jamie: But I have to tell you that I -- I don't think they will. We're destroying what we have by holding on to it. I don't want that for us. I want to remember our love as something beautiful.

Lisa: You want to remember?

Vivien: So what if I did? I know how Mrs. Wheeler likes things done, and you're messing it up.

Hilda: Vivien, I have had just about enough of you.

Vivien: You know, you don't get to be head honcho around here just because you got the biggest hips.

Hilda: Oh, and after all I have done for you?

Iris: What are you two arguing about?

Vivien: I'm sorry, Mrs. Wheeler, I didn't see you.

Iris: Obviously.

Vivien: Hildy here and I were just discussing the finer points of this evening's dinner.

Iris: I heard. Now what's the problem?

Hilda: Vivien thinks she can run the place.

Vivien: I'm certain of it.

Hilda: Mrs. Wheeler, she should show me some respect.

Vivien: Listen, buck, I was working for Mrs. Wheeler and for the Coryís before you even knew what a Cory was.

Iris: That's right, Hilda. In this household, Vivien has a senior position. You'll have to defer to her. Is that understood? Now, I think you should attend to the wine, hmm?

Vivien: Thank you, Mrs. Wheeler.

Iris: There's no need to thank me, Vivien. Could you do with a new uniform?

Vivien: Yeah, I could do with one or two.

Iris: Well, you can't depend on Rachel for that. Why don't you get what you need and put it on my bill?

Vivien: Thanks.

Iris: You don't have to say thanks again. We've been through quite a bit together, haven't we?

Vivien: Yeah.

Iris: I hope you consider me a friend.

Vivien: I'd consider you more a friend if you'd pay me that back salary you cheated me out of in New York City.

Iris: I did not cheat you, Vivien. You didn't come to work.

Vivien: That's because you told Arthur if he ever showed his face in your apartment again, you'd have him arrested.

Iris: That horrid little man?

[Doorbell rings]

Vivien: He was my suitor!

Iris: Vivien, he stole the silver!

Vivien: He was still the best-looking suitor I ever had!

Iris: Ok, ok. I'll pay you two weeks' salary. How about that?

Vivien: Hotdog.

Hilda: Mr. Jason Frame to see Mrs. Wheeler.

Iris: Thank you. I'd like you both to attend to the wine and check the table. I want everything to be perfect this evening.

Vivien: I'll see you in the kitchen, Hilda.

Iris: What are you doing here? I told you not to visit my home.

Jason: I told you no games with me.

Iris: Get out of here.

Jason: Not until you tell me why I haven't heard from you.

Iris: I've been -- I've been busy.

Jason: I think you're trying to give me the runaround. You're not going to dump me out of this construction deal. No way.

Iris: Jason, I haven't even had time to look at the details of this contract yet.

Jason: Well, that's really funny. You have already hired the architect.

Iris: And?

Jason: Well, that's something the contractor ought to know about, meaning me.

Iris: Now, look, I'll talk to you about it later. Now, could you just please leave?

Jason: No more promises. You live up to everything that you say from here on, and you're not reneging on the deal.

Iris: I won't, I assure you!

Jason: Good. For both of us.

Iris: Knowing that I've hired an architect, you must have some really good contacts.

Jason: Yeah, I got my sources.

Iris: So I see.

Jason: Don't forget.

Iris: How could I forget you?

Jason: Look, why don't we just sit down and write up a contract right now, ok?

Iris: Not here. I have a dinner party.

Jason: Yeah, I wondered about the fancy outfit. Looks nice.

Iris: Yeah, I'll call you as soon as possible.

Jason: You'll call me very soon because I'll be waiting.

Iris: I will. Goodbye.

Jason: Bye.

[Classical music plays]

Ada: Well, well, well, well. What have we here?

Rachel: Well, Iris wants to impress daddy.

Ada: Take it easy, honey.

Rachel: On the champagne or on Iris?

Ada: Both. Where's Mac?

Rachel: Upstairs changing.

Ada: Just the four of us?

Rachel: Mm-hmm. Looks like she catered this.

Ada: Maybe she catered the whole dinner.

Rachel: Well, probably. She wants to please Mac.

Ada: You did that once.

Rachel: What?

Ada: Catered a whole dinner and told Mac you cooked it.

Rachel: I did not. I did?

Ada: You did, but my lips are sealed.

Mac: Well, look at this. Flowers, champagne. Iris outdid herself, didn't she?

Ada: Yeah, she's quite a florist, too.

Mac: How did she manage on such short notice?

Rachel: Oh, Iris is full of surprises.

Ada: Well, could we start without her? I'm starved.

Mac: I'm sure Iris wouldn't mind.

Iris: Wouldn't mind what?

Mac: Hello, darling. This is gorgeous.

Iris: Glad you finally made it home. Oh, Rachel, don't you look nice.

Rachel: I'm sorry; I didn't realize it was black tie.

Iris: Really? Oh, and, Ada, lovely, as usual.

Ada: As usual.

Iris: I hope I'm not too overdressed.

Ada: Not at all.

Mac: I think you look smashing.

Iris: Oh, you always say the right thing. Now, does everybody have champagne?

Mac: Well, not yet, but we soon will if we hang around long enough.

Ada: Thank you.

Iris: Good, because I want to make a toast.

Mac: Oh, that would be very nice. I'm always making toast. I think it's time somebody else made toast, don't you?

Ada: Right.

Mac: Actually, I like muffins better than toast, anyway. All right, dear.

Iris: Thank you, daddy.

Mac: Go to it.

Iris: All right. I'd like to make a toast to our family. To health, wealth, and, most of all, that we keep our love for each other.

Rachel: How very sweet.

Mac: To us.

Iris: To us.

Ada: How'd you make out in the kitchen?

Iris: Oh, the duckling looks superb.

Rachel: Duckling? I thought it was veal.

Iris: Changed my mind.

Vivien: Dinner is served. It's a tempting delight.

Iris: Daddy, would you escort me in?

Mac: I'd be honored.

Iris: Thank you.

Rachel: [British accent] Mummy, would you escort me in?

Ada: Just think of it as a bad dream. It'll all be over tomorrow.

Rachel: [Normal voice] From your mouth.

Ada: Let's go.

Vivien: I guess he forgot these.

Rachel: Who forgot what?

Vivien: Jason Frame forgot his gloves. He was here to see Mrs. Wheeler.

Lisa: Jamie, I know you think you're doing the right thing, but --

Jamie: I am. Lisa, I've already hurt you too much. I don't want to make it worse.

Lisa: What are we going to do about the house?

Jamie: I'll take care of the house. I'll get us out of the contract somehow.

Lisa: Well, you're going to lose your down payment.

Jamie: I don't give a damn about the down payment. I wanted to live in that house with you.

Lisa: Oh, Jamie.

Jamie: We could never have it the way we planned it. And if we can't have that --

Lisa: I know. I know.

Lisa: I'm afraid.

Jamie: So am I.

Lisa: I love you.

Jamie: I know. And I love you. I love you so much. But I just -- I couldn't bear to see that love turn into hate, Lisa. Before that happens, we have to -- we --

Lisa: I know.

Jamie: I don't know -- I don't know what else to say right now. Except maybe --

Lisa: Goodbye.

Lisa: Jamie?

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