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Another World Transcript Thursday 10/28/04

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Singer: Oh and I know that

Singers: Everybody has a dream everybody has a dream

[Alarm buzzes]

Singers: Everybody has a dream

[Buzz]

Singer: And this is my dream

[Buzz]

Jake: Turn it -- turn it off.

[Buzz]

Jake: Marley?

[Buzz]

Jake: Oh, man.

[Jake turns alarm off]

Singer: And to be all alone

Jake: Why didn't you turn the alarm off?

Marley: Because I am not allowed to move. And besides, I'm always the one who turns the alarm off. Every night before we go to bed, you say, "I'll turn the alarm off in the morning."

Jake: Well, maybe you don't turn it on loud enough.

Marley: Oh, it's been loud, it's been soft, it's been classic rock -- gospel -- everything.

Jake: Stop it. Stop.

Marley: No, it's the only thing that gets you awake.

Jake: Ok, ok. It worked.

Marley: Are you awake yet?

Jake: Mm-hmm. I'm awake. All the time. I got the time.

Marley: Oh, really?

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Marley: Oh.

Singer: Let me go on sleeping and I will lose myself in palaces

Marley: Oh, wait.

Jake: What?

Marley: Wait. We can't make love! We can't do this!

Singer: All the fantasies

[Jake growls and whimpers]

Jason: What a great morning. I just love a cool, crisp fall morning.

Sharlene: Hi, Jason.

Jason: I see everybody doesn't necessarily agree with me on beautiful mornings, do they? I don't smell the coffee. You haven't even started coffee yet.

Sharlene: Can't you make a pot of coffee for once?

Jason: You're in your usual good mood again, too, huh?

Sharlene: And you're not helping it any, Jason.

Jason: Where are the coffee beans? I'll do it myself.

Sharlene: I'll do it, Jason. For God's sake.

Jason: What is wrong with you? What is it?

Sharlene: I'm sorry. I don't mean to take it out on you, Jason.

Jason: Take what out on me?

Sharlene: Things are finally looking up for you.

Jason: Would you forget about me? What's going on with you? Why are you so upset?

Sharlene: Old wounds, memories that probably should've stayed buried.

Jason: Look, I can do this. Would you just tell me what's wrong, all right? Level with me, come on. Talk.

Sharlene: I didn't sleep at all last night, Jason, and I didn't sleep much the night before, either.

Jason: Why?

Sharlene: I keep thinking about Rachel and Janice.

Jason: Look, I have had some sleepless nights over them, you know that.

Sharlene: I can't take it anymore, Jason.

Jason: I should never have told you about any of it.

Sharlene: No, I'm glad you did.

Jason: No, I --

Sharlene: I'm going to have it out with her.

Jamie: Hi, Mom.

Rachel: Honey. What are you doing here?

Jamie: I know it's early.

Rachel: What's wrong?

Jamie: Nothing serious.

Rachel: You're here at 7:00 in the morning looking like you lost your best friend and "nothing serious"?

Jamie: I have lost my best friend.

Rachel: Who?

Jamie: I broke it off with Lisa.

Rachel: Oh, Jamie.

Iris: Does this mean you're going to marry Donna Hudson’s daughter?

Rachel: Iris, I would like to talk to my son privately, please.

Iris: Well, I'm here by request.

Rachel: Whose?

Iris: Well, didn't you slip this charming little note under my door?

Rachel: Oh. Yes, I did.

Iris: Requesting that we have breakfast together?

Rachel: I would love to have breakfast with you, but right now, I would like to talk to my son.

Iris: Well, I may not be available later on.

Rachel: Fine. We'll try again some other time.

Iris: Ok, we'll try.

Rachel: What happened?

Jamie: I told you.

Rachel: There has to be some reason.

Jamie: It's not going to work for Lisa and me, not now.

Rachel: Honey, you two are so perfect for each other.

Jamie: Yeah, well, I know you wanted it to work for us.

Rachel: I want you to be happy.

Jamie: Well, there's other things to be considered. It's very complicated.

Rachel: Honey, you love each other.

Jamie: I found there's a lot of pressure on us both right now and -- and it's very confusing. And to make a lifelong decision when you don't know what the hell you're doing, that --

Rachel: You knew what you were doing before you left for Majorca.

Jamie: Mom, believe me, I've given this a lot of thought.

Rachel: I'm sure you have.

Jamie: I've gone over it and over it, around and around, analyzing, trying to keep my feelings out of it and --

Rachel: Well, that sounds very cold. Honey, one of your best qualities is that you feel things intensely.

Jamie: Yeah, well, how many times have I made decisions with -- with such intense feelings and how many people have I hurt?

Rachel: Well, what were your feelings in Majorca?

Jamie: Not what you think.

Rachel: Mac said this might happen.

Jamie: What, he told you that I talked to him?

Rachel: He was concerned about you. I'm concerned about you, too. I don't want you to throw away this chance at happiness.

Jamie: I couldn't keep hurting Lisa.

Rachel: Well, there's one obvious way of dealing with that.

Jamie: Let's not argue, ok?

Rachel: I mean, just stay away from Vicky.

Jamie: Mom, I made a decision. You don't agree, but it's done.

Rachel: I agree that a decision had to be made.

Jamie: And this is the best one for everyone concerned. End of discussion.

Rachel: Well, I love you. I love you, even though I might not agree with your decision. And I know how difficult it must have been.

Jamie: Not only for me.

Rachel: And I hope it gets easier and I hope you haven't made a mistake.

Jamie: I know why you identify with this, Mom.

Rachel: Because of what happened with Steve. I don't want that to happen to you. Terrible decisions were made then.

Jamie: Exactly. And I intend to profit from the past, not repeat it.

Sharlene: I know that Rachel was wrong.

Jason: About Janice.

Sharlene: I've been thinking a lot more about what Mitch Blake told me.

Jason: Yeah, there's another winner for you.

Sharlene: Janice was sick, lord knows.

Jason: If you believe Mitch or Rachel. Look, I don't care what either one of them say -- Rachel murdered Janice. Forget what they say. It's that simple -- they killed our sister.

Sharlene: And she acts like she's never made a mistake in her life. She treats us like -- damn it!

Jason: Would you sit down? I'll finish it. I'll make the coffee.

Sharlene: She tried to ruin you!

Jason: I don't ruin easily.

Sharlene: And her whole attitude towards Josie, looking down her nose at her, thinking that Josie isn't good enough for her son?

Jason: Look, I agree with you. I think you got a right to be upset with Rachel.

Sharlene: You think?

Jason: Yeah, but I -- for you to go over there now and to make a big fuss, I think that would be wrong. It would be a mistake.

Sharlene: So, what am I supposed to do? Am I just supposed to sit here and do nothing?

Jason: No, you think about it before you jump. Now, you told me that a lot of times.

Sharlene: Jason, I want her to face me and tell me why she did what she did.

Jason: Sharlie, I'll take care of it when the time is right. No Cory will ever want to hurt a Frame again.

[Blender starts]

Vicky: All right, Dr. Dougherty. So how's our favorite patient today, huh?

Dr. Dougherty: Wonderful.

Vicky: Wonderful. Whoo. Well, here are some books for you. I'll be by later to read them to you. The one with the pretty women is on top, ok? Don't get too many ideas.

[Vicky chuckles]

Vicky: Oh, Dr. Dougherty?

Dr. Dougherty: Yes, Vicky?

Vicky: Is Mrs. Callishaw ready for patients yet?

Dr. Dougherty: I'm afraid not. Maybe tomorrow.

Vicky: Ok.

Donna: Victoria?

Vicky: Oh.

Donna: No wonder I couldn't get you this morning. What are you doing here?

Vicky: Uh, working!

Donna: You are supposed to be taking it easy, young lady.

Vicky: Look, mother, I'm not pushing any carts. I'm just reading to the patients, delivering flowers -- it's good for me.

Donna: You know, I think you might be right. You do look really very well.

Vicky: Oh, well, thank you.

Donna: It must have been the trip.

Vicky: Oh, shh. We can't talk about the trip here.

Donna: Mm-hmm. Any new developments?

Vicky: Shh!

Donna: I bet Jamie’s glad he went.

Vicky: Jamie could be walking down the hall any minute, Mother.

Donna: He is falling in love with you, isn't he?

Vicky: Mother!

Donna: What?

Vicky: I don't know what's happening with Jamie. I thought things were different, and since I've been back, I haven't even seen him, all right?

Donna: You haven't seen him?

Vicky: No. I've got to go.

Donna: Victoria! Oh. Excuse me. Is Mary McKinnon in her office?

Mary: No, because her office is being painted.

Donna: Oh! There you are.

Mary: Hi. Have you been here long?

Donna: Oh, no, no. In fact, I just saw my daughter.

Mary: We are so delighted to have her back here. You know, she has a very special way with patients.

Donna: Yes, she does. Mary, did you talk to Victoria this morning? Did she say anything to you?

Mary: Hmm. We talked a bit.

Donna: Well, did she say anything about Jamie?

Mary: No. No, she seemed very upbeat.

Donna: I just worry about her. I know she loves him so much.

Mary: I would like to see everything work out for everyone.

Donna: Well, it better.

Mary: Are you ready for some good news?

Donna: About Mikey’s adoption?

Mary: Uh-huh.

Donna: What?

Mary: They would like to schedule the court date for November 29.

Donna: The -- the -- that's Tuesday!

Mary: Uh-huh. Yeah, if we don't go right away, we stand a chance of not being able to get a date for, like, six months.

[Music plays]

Marley: How many is that?

Jake: 55.

Marley: Oh. It's working?

Jake: Not yet.

Marley: Can't you just relax for a while?

Jake: I can't relax when you're laying there in that -- nightgown.

Marley: Oh. Whoo. Oh, just what I thought --

Jake: What?

Marley: We can't make love.

Jake: Huh.

["The Flintstones" theme plays]

Marley: What are you --?

Jake: If Freddy can't help me, nobody can.

[Marley giggles]

[Jake laughs]

Marley: Can't you just stop for just a minute?

Jake: Nope. I'm just starting to sweat. That's when the endorphins kick in.

Marley: Now what, my dear, are endorphins?

Jake: It's a substance secreted by your brain when you exercise so that you're happy even though -- you feel happy even though you're really miserable and frustrated.

Marley: Well --

Jake: Ah.

Marley: Oh.

[Marley turns TV off]

Marley: You are driving me nuts.

Jake: I'm driving you nuts?

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Jake: I'm overcome with passion, crazed with lust, incensed with desire, and I'm driving you nuts?

Marley: Really?

Jake: Yeah. Why are you smiling?

Marley: Because it's very flattering.

Jake: If it's so flattering, why did you tickle me, kick me out of bed, and stuff a thermometer in your face?

Marley: Because I had to get your mind off what you were trying to do.

Jake: I liked what I was doing.

Marley: Oh.

Jake: I liked what I was doing a lot.

Marley: Well, then, are you mad?

Jake: Stay away from me, ok?

[Marley laughs]

Marley: Well, you understand, don't you? I mean, if my temperature isn't right, then that means --

Jake: Right. Listen -- oh! Right, you go put on a robe, ok?

Marley: Well, sweetie, if my temperature's not right --

Jake: 65.

Marley: Then that means I'm not ovulating, and if I'm not ovulating --

Jake: I know, I know. I have heard this 10 times before.

Marley: Hmm.

Jake: The minute I get very turned on, you kick me out of bed -- you kick me out of bed --

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Stuff a thermometer in your face, and the minute I'm doing something I like, like watching my favorite movie or whatever --

Marley: Jake?

Jake: You tell me it's the perfect time and you rush me right back into bed.

Marley: Is that really what I'm doing?

Jake: It seems like that sometimes.

Marley: I'm sorry.

Jake: It's not your fault. It's just I'm --

Marley: Hmm.

Jake: Frustrated.

Marley: Oh, and you think I'm not?

Jake: Oh.

Marley: Well, my dear, this is no picnic for me, either -- ah!

Jake: I have an idea.

Marley: What?

Jake: Separate beds.

Marley: Well, why not separate bedrooms?

Jake: That's it!

Marley: What?

Jake: No more temptation, no bumping into each other. I don't have to crawl over that to turn the alarm off.

Marley: Oh. I don't know if Vince and Mary would like us to take up two whole bedrooms. Hmm.

Jake: Then we'll just put a partition between them.

Marley: Ok. Oh!

[Jake grunts]

Marley: This is helping.

Jake: Yeah, right -- until you stop.

Marley: Oh.

Jake: Go ahead, stop.

Marley: Oh. Ooh.

Jake: Then it doesn't work anymore, does it?

Marley: You're right.

Jake: You know something?

Marley: What?

Jake: I love you.

Marley: You'll see. It'll all be worth it one day because we will be at our child's graduation -- at Yale -- and you will turn to me and say, "honey, if it weren't for that thermometer, then we wouldn't --"

Jake: Yeah, well --

Marley: You like that idea?

Jake: Yeah, I think I could get used to that.

Marley: Hmm. Amazing. The child isn't even conceived yet and you are already the proud daddy.

Jake: I'm just proud of you.

Marley: Abstinence makes the heart grow fonder.

Jake: Abstinence wants to make me -- me take a cold shower, ok?

[Marley laughs]

Jake: Whoo!

Marley: You know, I think -- oh, it definitely builds character.

Jake: Yeah? Well, you just write your temperature down on your chart over there, ok?

Marley: Ok. Oh. The thermometer. Hmm. Oh. There it is. Oh. Poor Jake. Hmm.

Sharlene: It was her birthday.

Jason: Yeah.

Sharlene: Sunday. I looked at the calendar and I thought, "November 20. Why does that mean something to me?" And then I remembered it was -- it was Janice’s birthday. I forgot about it. I forgot about her because of Rachel.

John: Morning.

Jason: John.

John: Bad timing?

Sharlene: Yeah, it is. It's -- it's real bad timing.

Jason: Hey, do you want some coffee or something? Sit down.

John: She really seems upset.

Jason: Yes, she is real upset.

John: What's the problem?

Jason: She never had a real break in her life. She deserves a real break. The best.

John: I agree with you, Jason. She's a good woman.

Jason: Yeah. We have a business meeting I forgot about, or what?

John: No, no. I just thought we ought to go over some of that old paperwork.

Jason: Well, let me grab my briefcase and I'll be right down. Please, get some coffee. Have a seat.

John: All right.

Sharlene: I'm sorry, John.

John: For what?

Sharlene: About running out.

John: Jason's concerned about you, Sharlene. So am I.

Sharlene: I'm fine.

John: You sure?

Sharlene: Yeah. You want some breakfast? Can I get you something?

John: No, thanks.

Sharlene: Are you sure? You don't want anything?

John: As a matter of fact, I do. I want you to start feeling a little bit better because I'm not used to seeing you so down.

Sharlene: Well, you're acting a little quiet this morning yourself.

John: Don't change the subject.

Sharlene: Did you go see Mary about your nightmare?

John: Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Sharlene: Did you?

John: Yes.

Sharlene: Did it help?

John: Mary has a lot of insight. Now, look, don't change the subject. Let's just keep the focus on you, all right? Come on, Sharlene. What's the problem? Please, tell me.

Sharlene: I'm ok. Really, I can take care of myself. I have to go. There's something I have to do.

(Orchestra music playing)

Iris: Rachel, I want you to know Jamie’s doing the right thing. I think the Hudson’s are a very good family.

Rachel: I thought you weren't available, Iris.

Iris: Available?

Rachel: To have breakfast with me.

Iris: Oh, I canceled my appointment. Is Jamie going to marry Vicky before she has the baby?

Rachel: Nobody has said anything about Jamie and Vicky getting married.

Iris: Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed. I've heard such fabulous things about her.

Rachel: About Vicky Hudson? Where do you get your information -- from Donna?

Iris: Rachel, aren't you being a little bit overprotective? Jamie's a big boy now.

Rachel: He's still my son, Iris. And just for the record, I don't want him to marry Vicky Hudson.

Iris: And he cares what you think. He's a very fine young man.

Rachel: Oh, he's more than that.

Iris: Oh, you don't know how lucky you are to have a son who loves you.

Rachel: Oh, yes, I do.

Iris: A son who loves you the way one should. My dear Dennis.

Rachel: How is Dennis?

Iris: What was the reason you wanted to see me this morning?

Rachel: I wanted to talk with you.

Iris: About what?

Rachel: Jason Frame was over here yesterday.

Iris: Yeah, I know that.

Rachel: Right after you told me you were having nothing more to do with him.

Iris: Did I tell you that?

Rachel: Yes, you did, Iris, and you know that Mac and I do not want him working on this project, this spa or whatever it is.

Iris: Rachel --

Rachel: Don't try to go behind Mac’s back on this, Iris.

Iris: Why? You'll tattle?

Rachel: Not until I find out what's going on, not till I find out why you are so interested in Jason Frame.

Iris: Daddy and I have discussed this and we're in complete agreement about it.

Rachel: Oh, really?

Iris: Yes. So, you see, our little talk this morning was a complete waste of time. I'll see you this evening.

Marley: Oh, I just love it! That was so sweet!

Vicky: You look beautiful, just like a bride.

Marley: Oh.

Vicky: I knew there was a reason I didn't buy myself one.

Marley: I missed you. I'm glad you're back.

Vicky: All right, tell me the truth.

Marley: Ok, what?

Vicky: Do I look like a blimp? I woke up this morning; I couldn't even see the bottom of my feet.

Marley: Well, I read that that's the way it happens, that a child moves out of the bony pelvis.

Vicky: I don't know. This pregnancy thing -- one surprise after another.

Marley: I wouldn't know.

Vicky: Oh, sorry.

Marley: All right, ok. Now, you tell me about Majorca.

Vicky: Hmm, Majorca was great.

Marley: Even before Jamie showed up?

Vicky: Before Jamie showed up, it was relaxing, beautiful.

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: After Jamie showed up, it was romantic. Oh. I fell in love with him all over again.

Marley: So what's the matter with that?

Vicky: Well, nothing was wrong with it over there, but now I'm back here and I'm still waiting for the phone to ring.

Marley: And you still haven't seen him, huh?

Vicky: Not since we've been back.

Marley: Well, don't you worry because he cares about you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have followed you all the way to --

Vicky: He followed the baby.

Marley: Are you sure that's the only reason?

Vicky: Jamie wouldn't follow me five feet if I wasn't carrying his child. Sometimes I wish this never happened.

Marley: Don't say that!

Vicky: And maybe somebody would care about me.

Marley: You are carrying a beautiful child.

Vicky: Don't you think I know that? Look at me! It's always what's best for the baby. It's like I don't even exist.

Marley: So am I supposed to feel sorry for you?

Vicky: No, I didn't say that.

Marley: You just said that you wished you hadn't conceived!

Vicky: Well, that's not what I meant.

Marley: What did you mean?

Vicky: It's hard to be alone, Marley.

Marley: But you're not alone. You have a beautiful child coming.

Vicky: That doesn't solve everything!

Marley: Well, maybe it would if you would stop bitching all the time!

Vicky: This hasn't been easy for me, you know!

Marley: Oh, I know! You've had morning sickness, you feel fat! I've heard it all again and again and again!

Vicky: What are you so angry about?

Marley: Figure it out, Vicky! I would die to have morning sickness! Oh, I pray about having morning sickness. I wake up every morning hoping that maybe I've gained weight. Then I look down at my belly just hoping that maybe it's gotten a bit bigger.

Vicky: Sorry.

Marley: I will listen to your problems about Jamie and I will understand that you want to marry him and that you're angry because he's in love with another woman. But don't you dare ever, ever complain to me about having a child. Do you understand me?

Vicky: I don't know what to say.

Marley: I do -- goodbye. I want to be alone.

Rachel: I don't want to do a turkey this Thanksgiving. I want to do a goose.

Hilda: A Thanksgiving goose?

Rachel: Well, I thought we could be more upscale this year -- sort of do pumpkin moose or something.

Hilda: And not Ada’s pies? Mrs. Cory!

Rachel: I know. This is another thing for the list. We have to tell mom.

[Doorbell rings]

Rachel: Isn't Vivien going to get that?

Hilda: I'll get it. I always do.

Hilda: Miss Sharlene Watts.

Rachel: Sharlene.

Sharlene: Rachel

Rachel: I've been meaning to call you.

Sharlene: Why?

Rachel: To find out what the kids are doing for Thanksgiving.

Sharlene: The kids?

Rachel: Matthew and Josie -- I figure they want to be together, so I --

Sharlene: Rachel, I have no idea what they're doing.

Rachel: Is something wrong, Sharlene?

Sharlene: Yes. Why didn't you ever tell me?

Rachel: I'm sorry. I'm not following you.

Sharlene: About how Janice died.

Rachel: Oh.

Sharlene: Jason had to tell me.

Rachel: Oh, I'm sure he relished that.

Sharlene: Uh-uh, don't take it out on Jason, not this time.

Rachel: All right. What do you want to know?

Sharlene: I already know the details. Mitch Blake filled me in on that.

Rachel: Sharlene, I'm sorry. I know what you must be going through.

Sharlene: Do you?

Rachel: All right. Why don't you just say what you've come to say?

Sharlene: How dare you. How dare you act so high and mighty?

Rachel: How am I doing that?

Sharlene: You tolerate me, Rachel. You treat Jason like something you scrape off the bottom of your shoe.

Rachel: Wait a minute -- we're not going to talk about Jason. He's not worth discussing, Sharlene.

Sharlene: What, because he tried to frame Mac for murder?

Rachel: Because he's a contemptible man, Sharlene. I'm not the first one to tell you that.

Sharlene: Well, did it ever occur to you that maybe he did all the things he did because of what you did to Janice?

Rachel: Oh, please. You don't want to hear what I feel about Janice.

Sharlene: And what about Josie?

Rachel: What about Josie?

Sharlene: Josie's just a young girl and you can't leave her alone.

Rachel: Sharlene, what have -- all right, Sharlene. You've had your say.

Sharlene: No, no, not all of it.

Rachel: Sharlene, you are throwing around accusations and you're going to hear my side now.

Jason: It's getting almost toward lunchtime. I better call Sharlie in. Did she go outside?

John: Uh -- no, no. She's not here.

Jason: Where'd she go?

John: Into town, I guess.

Jason: You're serious?

John: Yeah, why? Is there a problem?

Jason: No, it's nothing.

John: Jason, the quarterly financial report's not in here. I can't do a workup without it.

Jason: Well, you know, everything went to pot when Chris left.

John: Yeah, I need the financial report, Jason.

Jason: I don't know where else to look. I'll try. Be right back.

[Knock on door]

John: Hi. What can I do for you?

Iris: Well, you could let me come in, for a start.

John: Sure.

Iris: If I'm not mistaken, you must be John Hudson.

John: You're not mistaken.

Iris: I'm iris Wheeler.

John: Oh, Iris Wheeler, yes. Yes, of course.

Iris: I've heard nothing but wonderful things about you, John.

John: Oh, yeah? Who have you been talking to? I want names.

[Iris chuckles]

Iris: Well --

Jason: John, I -- hi, Iris.

Iris: Hello, Jason. I've -- I've got some bad news for you.

Jason: What?

Iris: Yes, I've had a few problems with our agreement.

Jason: What are you talking about?

Iris: Well, I'm sure you're aware that you have an enemy at court, so to speak. I've been under a lot of pressure from my father and from his wife.

Jason: The spa idea was yours.

Iris: The complex is daddy’s.

Jason: Look, we had a done deal.

Iris: I've been trying to promote you. Your reputation accedes you.

Jason: Forget my reputation. You got to think about the quality of the work.

Iris: Look, I'm trying to. I'm -- I feel awful.

Jason: You think you feel awful? Look, you have a personal stake involved here, Iris.

John: May I say something?

Iris: Yes, of course.

John: Jason has made quite a few mistakes in his personal life in the past. But when it comes to building, actually doing the work, honest work for a fair price, we've never had any complaints.

Iris: Yes, I'd heard that.

John: Now, if you're a savvy businesswoman, I suggest that you push all the personal clashes behind you and hire the best company for the job.

Iris: Hmm. You have an impressive booster, Jason.

Jason: I think I do.

Iris: Maybe I should do some more thinking about this.

John: We'd appreciate it. We hire a lot of veterans. Their families have had a rather thin year.

Iris: I'll see what I can do.

John: Thank you.

Iris: Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, John.

John: The pleasure was mine.

Iris: I'll be in touch.

Jason: Very impressive.

John: What was?

Jason: Your presentation, you’re sticking up for me. It was very sincere.

John: Well, if it sounded sincere, it's only because I meant it.

Jason: Nobody ever stuck up for me like that before.

John: Nobody?

Jason: Nobody outside of family, no.

John: Well, we're partners, Jason. Partners are supposed to stick up for each other.

Jason: Yeah -- partners.

John: Look, if we're going to be starting from scratch, this time we're going to do it together.

Jason: I'm not going to let you down this time, partner. You can bank on that.

John: Come on, let's get this.

Jason: Yeah! Let's hit it.

[Phone rings]

John: Just hang on. I'll get it. Frame Construction. Yeah, he is. Just a minute. Jason?

Jason: You know what it looked like? I just -- hello, Jason Frame.

Drew: Sounds like the construction business is booming, Jason.

Vicky: Funny -- oh, thank you.

[Door opens]

Vicky: Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Vicky: Hi. I was wondering when we were going to bump into each other.

Jamie: Yeah, I was little surprised to hear you were back here working.

Vicky: Oh, I felt so good after the trip that I just decided, hey, why not?

Jamie: Well, you look good.

Vicky: I feel good, but, Jamie, is something wrong?

Jamie: Listen, I hear you were reading to Mr. Scarlotti today. How is he doing? Is he alert?

Vicky: Jamie?

Jamie: It's a pretty brave thing to do -- to have surgery at his age.

Vicky: Tell me what's wrong.

Jamie: I'm just not feeling very good about myself these days, that's all.

Vicky: Why not?

Jamie: Well, the way I've been behaving these past few months towards everyone.

Vicky: Everyone?

Jamie: You and Lisa.

Vicky: Hey, I have no complaints.

Jamie: None at all?

Vicky: Well, I could think of --

Jamie: I've been weak and indecisive, all those things I loathe in other people.

Vicky: You're being awfully hard on yourself, don't you think?

Jamie: I don't think so, no. I've been ruining Lisa’s life.

Vicky: Ooh, that's a little overly dramatic.

Jamie: Well, she said it, not me.

Vicky: And you agree with her?

Jamie: I wish I realized this before.

Vicky: Yeah, well, and then what would you have done?

Jamie: What I finally did yesterday. I told her I couldn't put her through this anymore. Lisa and I are through.

Drew: Talk to me, Jason. Silence makes me paranoid.

Jason: Hold on, would you? John, I got a folder upstairs in my bedroom. I think it's in the -- the bottom drawer of my chest of drawers.

John: Uh-huh.

Jason: It might be in there. Want to check it?

John: Sure. I'll find it.

Jason: Thanks. Yeah, Jason again. Um -- I thought you were out of the country.

Drew: I'm finding it hard to leave the good old U.S. of A.

Jason: Why?

Drew: I have a lousy travel agent. Look, we're both very busy. Let's get down to business.

Jason: We don't have any business to get at.

Drew: Oh, yes, we do. I want to see you.

Jason: Impossible.

Drew: No, no, no. You drop whatever it is you're doing, you get in the car, and get out to the airport right now.

Jason: What went wrong?

Drew: I don't want to bore you over the phone. Get on the silver bird. I want to talk to you face-to-face. You know where you can meet me.

Jason: No –

Rachel: And if I hadn't done what I did, Janice would've killed Mac and me.

Sharlene: So you say.

Rachel: Yes, I do say and so did a jury. Sharlene, Janice wasn't sane. She was obsessed. She would have done anything.

Sharlene: She wouldn't have murdered.

Rachel: She would have done anything, Sharlene! I was there, you were not! You did not know your sister then!

Sharlene: You took her from us!

Rachel: And I will have to live with that for the rest of my life.

Sharlene: So will we.

Rachel: That's right, you will. But, Sharlene, she was going to murder Mac! I didn't ask her to do that. I didn't tell her to come at me with a knife. But when she did, I reacted, and now we all have to live with that.

Sharlene: No, not Janice. Janice doesn't have a life.

Rachel: I don't know what you want me to say, Sharlene. She was trying to kill me, I fought her! You do that when that happens. Anybody does that! You would even do that!

Sharlene: I am nothing like you, Rachel -- nothing!

Rachel: All right, maybe you wouldn't have.

Sharlene: How do you go on? How do you make plans for the holidays? How do you get up in the morning knowing that you killed someone?

Rachel: Well, it's not easy, Sharlene. Some days, you feel like it's all coming down on you.

Sharlene: No, wait. I don't believe this.

Rachel: What?

Sharlene: You want me to feel sorry for you? Poor Rachel? You -- you act like all of this happened to you!

Vicky: Jamie, I'm sorry.

Jamie: This isn't your problem, Vicky.

Vicky: Well, it is if it concerns you.

Jamie: I really messed things up, didn't I?

Vicky: Well, I was involved in it, too.

Jamie: Listen, Vicky, I shouldn't be talking to you about this. You have your own problems.

Vicky: How's Lisa?

Jamie: She's ok, I hope. She doesn't deserve to be hurt like this.

Vicky: I know. You don't deserve to be hurt like this, either.

Jamie: Thanks. Thanks for listening.

Vicky: Jamie? You're my friend. You know, you've always been there for me. I guess I just wanted you to know that I'll always be here for you, too, ok? Always.

Iris: How lovely to see you.

Donna: Oh, you, too. Well, I come here quite often. What brings you here?

Iris: The snowflake ball.

Donna: The snowflake ball?

Iris: Well, I hope you've heard of it. It's my new fundraising event.

Donna: Oh! Yes! Yes, of course I've heard of it.

Iris: I'm having a meeting with one of our major contributors. She's having elective surgery.

Donna: Oh.

Iris: You know, a little snip here, a tuck there?

Donna: Hmm.

Iris: I can't tell you a name.

Donna: How about the initials?

Iris: You are so bad.

Donna: Oh, I know. I'm sorry. It's true.

Iris: Look, I've been wanting to ring you to have lunch.

Donna: Oh, I would love to.

Iris: Well, when that terribly handsome husband of yours gets back, I'll call you immediately.

Donna: That's a deal. You're going to have to excuse me, though. It was really lovely to see you.

Iris: Ok, bye. Oh, Donna?

Donna: Yes?

Iris: I forgot to congratulate you.

Donna: You heard about Mikey?

Iris: No.

Donna: Oh, the adoption. It's going to be final on Tuesday!

Iris: Well, that's wonderful.

Donna: I know.

Iris: A double celebration.

Donna: Um -- well, celebrate -- what else?

Iris: Wedding bells.

Donna: I beg your pardon?

Iris: Oh, I'm sorry -- did I let the cat out of the bag? I'm sorry -- you wanted to announce it yourself.

Donna: Who told you?

Iris: The Cory household is buzzing with the news.

Donna: Oh -- oh, it is?

Iris: You know, you and Rachel ought to get together and plan a wonderful engagement party.

Donna: Right! Right.

Iris: My lips are sealed until you say the word. Bye.

Donna: Bye.

Rachel: What did you hope to get from coming here, Sharlene?

Sharlene: Nothing. There's nothing you can give me.

Rachel: Right. Well, then, maybe you ought to go.

Sharlene: First, I want to make one thing clear.

Rachel: What's that?

Sharlene: I am not going to turn the other cheek again. From now on, I play by your rules.

Rachel: What on earth does that mean?

Sharlene: You'll find out.

Rachel: I can hardly wait.

Hilda: Mrs. Hudson is here, Mrs. Cory.

Donna: Oh, I see you're busy.

Sharlene: No, she's not. I was just leaving.

Donna: Well, Rachel.

Rachel: Oh -- what do you want, Donna?

Donna: As far as I'm concerned, every difference we've ever had in the past is forgotten.

Rachel: Donna, I've had a really bad day. Why don't you just tell me why you're here?

Donna: Rachel, we both want the same thing now. The same goal. And I think it would be a wonderful idea to plan an engagement party together. It would be a perfect beginning for us.

Rachel: Oh.

Marley: Jake, I don't know what's the matter with me. One minute, I can be just fine, and then one thing happens, I just fall apart.

Jake: What happened, honey?

Marley: Vicky came by.

Jake: I should've guessed.

Marley: She didn't do anything.

Jake: Oh, come on, she must've said something, honey.

Marley: No, she didn't have to. It's just my sister -- she's pregnant. And I go one minute thinking I want to be close to her so I can get just a bit of a feeling that she has. And then the next minute, I just want her out of my life completely. I hated her today. She knew that.

Jake: Well, I am sure that Vicky knows what you're going through.

Marley: I don't think anyone knows.

Vicky: Oh, this is strange.

Jamie: What is?

Vicky: I guess you should know I've been dreaming about this moment, the time you would come to me and tell me that you and Lisa are through.

Jamie: Yeah, well, what's strange about that?

Vicky: This was supposed to be the moment I was waiting for all these months. I thought I would be kicking my heels and ready to just run out and celebrate.

Jamie: What do you feel?

Vicky: Sad. Sad for you.

Jamie: Huh. I don't know how you managed that.

Vicky: I don't, either. Maybe I'm a lovelier person than I thought. Hey, what do you say we hop on a plane and fly right back to Majorca?

Jamie: Things did seem a lot simpler over there, didn't they?

Vicky: Ah. Too bad I can't drink.

Jamie: Why?

Vicky: Because you look like you need someone to take you for a beer.

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