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Another World Transcript Thursday 11/11/04
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Sharlene: Ugh! I should've bought something new. Fix -- oh! Oh! This is just awful.
Jason: Hey, hey! You look sharp, Sharlie, yeah!
Sharlene: Jason, you just got home. Don't press your luck.
Jason: I'm trying to pay you a compliment.
Sharlene: This whole outfit is about five years old, it's faded, and it -- it pooches in the seat.
Jason: Well, since when did you care about what you ate?
Sharlene: Thank you, Jason. Thank you so much.
Jason: All right, look, look, what's upsetting you, huh? Tell me.
Sharlene: Nothing. Nothing. Just forget it. This whole idea is just ridiculous.
Jason: No! Come on. I'm sorry. What's wrong? What's bothering you? Come on.
Sharlene: I am on a committee.
Jason: You're on what?
Sharlene: For the snowflake ball, with Iris Wheeler, with Rachel, with Donna Hudson -- the whole crowd. They're on the committee, too.
Jason: Hobnobbing with all the rich ones, huh?
Sharlene: Yeah, right, like I fit in.
Sharlene: What are you laughing at? What is so funny?
Marley: Jake --
Jake: Lie still. Be still.
Marley: The operation?
Jake: It's over. You in pain?
Marley: No. Dr. Jansen wants me --
Jake: Shh. Just lie down. Rest.
Jake: I love you.
Marley: And I love you, too.
Jamie: Here you go. Vicky.
Vicky: Oh, Jamie. Have you seen Marley?
Jamie: She just got down from recovery.
Vicky: Well, how is she?
Jamie: Well, she's groggy, but Jake’s with her right now.
Vicky: Groggy. Well, can I see her?
Jamie: Well, she won't be talking too much right now.
Vicky: Well, that's ok. I just want to make sure she's all right. Is she too groggy?
Jamie: Would you like --
Vicky: Is she going to act strange?
Jamie: Would you like me to go in with you?
Vicky: Would you?
Jamie: Sure. Her room's right this way. Come on.
Vicky: Ok. Now, can you tell me anything about the surgery?
Jamie: No, I haven't heard anything yet.
Lisa: Hi, Jamie, Vicky.
Sharlene: You'd better tell me why you're laughing in my face, Jason.
Jason: You kill me, Sharlie! You really do!
Sharlene: I am going to kill you if you don't tell me why you're laughing.
Jason: What do you care what Rachel Cory or Donna Hudson think, huh?
Sharlene: I don't care what they think. I just want to look nice.
Jason: Rachel Cory had two kids out of wedlock. Donna Hudson tried out every stable boy she ever hired and some she didn't before Michael got back. You could go into that meeting naked and you'd be better than them.
Sharlene: If we're talking in those terms, you know that isn't true.
Jason: Sweetheart, you got more class in your little finger than all of them -- them snowball queens together.
Sharlene: Snowflake ball.
Jason: Oh, whatever, all right? Look, what are you supposed to do in this meeting that's screwing you up?
Sharlene: I'm supposed to come up with ideas for the ball.
Jason: Well, you can do that.
Sharlene: Oh, yeah, with my vast experience with balls.
Jason: You were senior prom committee. You were, remember?
Sharlene: Jase, Jase, Jase, this is a little fancier than the prom.
Jason: Oh, what are you going to do, you're going to put a silk banner around a basketball hoop instead of crepe paper, right, that's all.
Sharlene: All right, now, what if I come up with an idea and they all think it's dumb? What if I -- what if I can't think of anything to say?
Jason: You? Your mouth never stops.
Sharlene: Oh --
Jason: Well, unless you're around some guy you really care for. That's true.
Sharlene: Has John said --
Jason: John? John Hudson? Wait a minute. Whoa! Whoa, what are you talking about?
Sharlene: I'm not talking about anything.
Jason: Yeah, John Hudson -- what about him?
Sharlene: He asked me out, that's all.
Jason: On a date?
Sharlene: No, no, no, no, it's not a date. We're just going to go out and do something, maybe dinner or a movie.
Jason: What do you call that? That is a date, Sharlie. Why?
Sharlene: Well, why not? We're friends.
Jason: You don't date a friend.
Sharlene: Why not? Why are you making such a big deal about?
Jason: I'm not. I just don't think that you mix business with pleasure, that's all.
Sharlene: Well, don't worry about it.
[Knock on door]
Jason: I'm not worried, I'm concerned.
Sharlene: Excuse me. Oh. Hi, Michael. Come in.
Michael: Hi, Sharlene. Oh, don't you look pretty.
Sharlene: Well, thank you. I'm on my way to a committee meeting at the snowflake ball.
Michael: Really? You're part of that, too, huh?
Jason: Why shouldn't she be part of that, Hudson?
Michael: I just meant that Donna’s a part of it, too. I just dropped her off there.
Sharlene: Well, I better get going.
Michael: Ok. Look, my business is with Jason, anyway.
Sharlene: Well, I'm going to be back in time for dinner.
Jason: You'll do fine. What do you want, Hudson?
Michael: Same thing I wanted before, Jason -- Vicky’s $250,000.
Jason: Hey, like some people I know, I am not in a position where I can sit down and write out a check for $250,000. Jeez.
Michael: Well, you're awfully lucky that Vicky is, because she did and she saved your rear end, and now it's time to pay up.
Jason: I'm sorry, but you can't get blood out of a stone.
Michael: You know, for some reason, Jason, my brother went back into business with you.
Jason: That's right, we're partners again.
Michael: Which means that you get a cut of all the projects that he lined up. I just want to make sure that Vicky gets hers.
Jason: That is between Vicky and me, not you.
Michael: Well, that's where you're wrong. >From now on, Jason, you're dealing with me.
Lisa: Hi. Nice flowers.
Vicky: We were just on our way to Marley’s room to give them to her.
Lisa: Oh, then I'll wait.
Jamie: Oh, you're here to see Marley, too?
Lisa: She told me about her surgery.
Vicky: She talked to you about her operation?
Vicky: Well, since when have you two become so chummy?
Lisa: Since the other day. I went over to drop off some equipment of Jake’s and the dishwasher exploded all over us. We were soaking wet.
Vicky: Sounds hysterical.
Lisa: Well, I guess you just had to be there. Anyway, we started talking.
Vicky: Well, I'm so glad you dropped by to see her. Jamie, you ready?
Lisa: How is she?
Jamie: We don't know yet.
Vicky: But we want to find out right away, don't we?
Ben: Lisa! Come by to see me, did you?
Lisa: Oh, hi, Ben. I'm visiting a patient.
Ben: Ah, well, I thought maybe we might have lunch again.
Jamie: You two had lunch?
Ben: Oh, Jamie, they were looking for you at the nurses' station.
Ben: A dosage adjustment, I think.
Jamie: I'll be right back.
Ben: Have you got a minute?
Lisa: Well --
Vicky: Don't mind me.
Ben: I am serious about lunch.
Lisa: Oh, Ben, I don't know.
Ben: I had a good time the other day.
Lisa: I find that hard to believe.
Ben: Well, I would -- I would like to help you get over this.
Lisa: Oh. I'm just not ready to date yet.
Vicky: Oh, good-looking guy.
Jamie: Yes, he's been waiting to put the moves on Lisa. Are you ready?
Vicky: Sure! Yeah!
Jake: Here you go. Vroom.
Marley: Oh. Ok.
Jake: Are you in pain, honey?
Marley: Yeah, a little, but --
Jake: I'll go get a nurse.
Marley: No, no, no, no. The doctor said it was normal after this type of surgery. Where is he?
Jake: The nurse said he was making his run.
Marley: Have you talked to him?
Marley: I want to see him.
Jake: Honey, he'll be here soon. You just get some rest.
Marley: No, I can't rest until I find out about the surgery. I want to see if we could have a child.
Jake: Honey, honey, just rest, all right?
Marley: I have to find out, Jake. I have to --
Jake: Shh. Shh.
Marley: I have to find out. I have to. Ok.
Dr. Jansen: Hello. How are you feeling?
Jake: She's -- she's got some cramping.
Dr. Jansen: Well, that's perfectly normal after this type of surgery.
Dr. Jansen: I'm prescribing a mild painkiller for the cramping.
Marley: Well, what happened with the surgery?
Dr. Jansen: No real surprises.
Jake: What she wants to know is can she have a baby?
Dr. Jansen: Probably not.
Marley: The -- the surgery didn't work?
Dr. Jansen: In terms of what I planned to accomplish, yes, the surgery was very successful.
Jake: What did you plan to accomplish, doctor?
Dr. Jansen: As I explained before the surgery, Mr. McKinnon, a laparoscopy is basically an exploratory procedure to provide me with more information.
Marley: What did you find out?
Dr. Jansen: You had extensive scarring on your fallopian tubes, especially the left one, and an inordinate amount of adhesions for someone your age.
Jake: Didn't you fix it?
Dr. Jansen: We were able to take care of some of the scarring by cauterizing.
Marley: Now, what is that?
Dr. Jansen: Basically, it means burning away the scar tissue.
Marley: But I still can't conceive?
Dr. Jansen: This is all very complicated to go into right now. I have to be back in Chicago, so --
Jake: You tell her what you know.
Dr. Jansen: After you've rested, you can see me about an appointment.
Jake: She doesn't have time to make an appointment!
Marley: Please, doctor, I want to know now, will I ever be able to have a child?
Donna: Well, can you please tell me, is she all right? Oh! Oh, thank goodness. Have someone go in there and tell her that I will be there as quickly as I possibly can. Thank you so much. Bye-bye.
Iris: Certainly obvious a writer lives here, isn't it?
Donna: Oh, I'm sorry, what?
Iris: Felicia's apartment. I mean, the decorating -- it's so eclectic.
Donna: I really hadn't noticed.
Iris: Well, it was very sweet of her to let us use this for our meeting.
Donna: Well, it's the least she can do. Tops stands to make a lot of money catering the snowflake ball.
Iris: Oh, well, it's a shame she couldn't come for the meeting.
Donna: Oh, please, consider it a blessing.
Donna: Well, think about it. The woman had her wedding at a racetrack. She'd probably want to have this ball at a kennel.
Iris: Oh, Donna. You come up with the most terrible things.
Donna: Oh. What in the world is keeping Rachel, anyway?
Iris: Oh, you know, Rachel. Rachel will arrive when Rachel arrives.
Donna: I know. It's just that I have to meet with Michael.
Iris: Oh, have you two got plans?
Donna: Uh, let's just say this has been a rather bad day.
Iris: Yes, it must be very difficult for you.
Iris: Well, trying to have some sort of a private life when you're married to someone who's got such a high profile.
Donna: Well, yes, of course it's difficult at times, but Michael and I love each other very much.
Iris: Well, that's obvious to anyone who saw you together.
Donna: Oh, look, I'm -- I'm really sorry, Iris. I'm just on edge here today.
Iris: That's all right. There's no need to explain.
Donna: No. I do consider you a friend.
Iris: Well, I feel as if I've known you forever.
Donna: I know, and I don't make friends with women very easily.
Iris: Neither do I. You know, I feel most women are so silly.
Donna: Oh, they are. It's so true. And I also have to tell you that I feel like I can really trust you.
Iris: Donna, is there something wrong?
Donna: Well, yes. It's my daughter Marley.
Donna: She had some surgery this morning.
Iris: Oh, I'm sorry. I hope it's nothing serious.
Donna: Oh, no. No, not really. It's just that she's having some fertility problems --
Iris: Oh, gosh, how awful.
Donna: Which I'm sure are all Jake’s fault.
Iris: Of course.
Donna: But they'll all get straightened out, I'm sure of that.
Iris: I hope so.
Donna: Right. It's just that Michael was going on over to the hospital and I told him that I would meet him there as soon as I possibly could.
Iris: Well, we'll just have to get this meeting over and done with --
Iris: And then I'll drive you to the hospital.
Donna: Oh, you're kidding. You would? That would be wonderful.
Iris: Well, that's what friends are for.
Donna: Oh, thank you! And if you don't mind, I think I will check the hospital again, make sure everything's all right.
Donna: Oh, it's about time. Yes.
Rachel: I'm sorry I'm late. There was a terrible accident.
Donna: Oh, yes. Excuse me, Rachel.
Iris: Rachel, I think we should get this meeting started.
Rachel: Felicia isn't here.
Iris: Well, she can't make it. There's an emergency at Tops.
Rachel: Well, we'll wait for Sharlene.
Iris: Perhaps we could go over the menu, and I don't really think that Sharlene would be able to contribute to that.
Rachel: You're going to make her feel very welcome, Iris.
Iris: Well, why would I make her feel anything different?
Rachel: I think she's got a lot of ideas we might use.
Iris: Goody, I love new ideas -- and I'm sure hers will be refreshingly naive.
Donna: Thank you. Oh! All right. Well, shall we get started?
Rachel: We're waiting for Sharlene, Donna. Excuse me.
Donna: I don't know any Sharlene.
Iris: Uh, Frame.
Donna: Sharlene Frame? She is a farmer!
Iris: Well, I hear she makes delicious preserves.
Donna: Well, whose ridiculous idea was this to have her on this committee?
Jake: Hi. I told Jamie and Vicky that -- that you weren't ready to see them yet.
Dr. Jansen: We can discuss all this after you've recovered from your surgery.
Marley: I want to know now, doctor! I am sick of --
Jake: Honey, rest. Calm down, ok? She is not going to rest until she knows, doctor. Why don't you just tell her the bottom line?
Dr. Jansen: I told you I can't say absolutely.
Jake: You're supposed to be an expert!
Dr. Jansen: In the first place, this isn't entirely your problem, Mrs. McKinnon.
Jake: We all know that.
Dr. Jansen: You will have to continue with your medication.
Marley: All right.
Jake: You still haven't answered any questions.
Dr. Jansen: Are you sure you want to go into this right now?
Marley: Yes, I am sure.
Dr. Jansen: As I said before, there's a lot of scarring on your fallopian tubes.
Marley: And you said you removed that with cauterizing.
Dr. Jansen: Yeah, but there's only so much I can accomplish in a laparoscopy. We make a very minor incision which, unfortunately, doesn't resolve your type of problem.
Marley: Then what do we have to do?
Dr. Jansen: Another surgery.
Jake: Are you kidding?
Dr. Jansen: It's called a laparotomy.
Marley: What is that?
Dr. Jansen: Basically, it's abdominal surgery. We make a bigger incision so that we can have greater access to the scar tissues.
Jake: Is that absolutely necessary?
Dr. Jansen: In my opinion, yes.
Marley: And if I have this surgery, I will be able to have a child?
Dr. Jansen: There are no guarantees, Mrs. McKinnon.
Jake: I don't want my wife going through another operation for nothing, all right?
Dr. Jansen: I understand.
Marley: Now, what if I don't have the operation?
Dr. Jansen: In all likelihood, you will never be able to conceive.
Marley: I want a child. I'll do anything.
Dr. Jansen: And you, Mr. McKinnon?
Jake: Of course I want a baby.
Marley: When can we schedule the surgery?
Dr. Jansen: I'll have to check my schedule. Why don't you have your father call my office?
Jake: Michael? Why?
Dr. Jansen: About the financial arrangements.
Jake: Doctor, I am paying for this.
Dr. Jansen: Fine. Call my office.
Jake: When can I take my wife home?
Dr. Jansen: As soon as I've taken care of the necessary paperwork downstairs. Now, call my office tomorrow. I want to see you next week.
Marley: Yes, doctor. Are we going to be able to do this?
Jake: Marley, if it's what you want --
Marley: What about the money?
Jake: Don't worry about it. You just rest, ok?
Marley: Ok. Ok. I want to come home.
Jake: I want to have you home. I'll be back as soon as I can, all right?
Marley: Ok, sweetie.
Nurse: Excuse me, Mr. McKinnon. Dr. Jansen said your wife was ready to be released.
Nurse: I'll show you where to pay.
Jake: And maybe you can show me how to pay, too.
Iris: Rachel, I really think we should get started.
Rachel: Sharlene is only a few minutes late.
Donna: I thought farm people got up early.
Iris: Just let me show you this sketch.
Donna: Hmm! Yes, please.
Iris: Benedict did it as a favor for me.
Donna: Oh, wait a minute. Benedict Melvin, the set designer?
Iris: Yes, I've known him for ages.
Donna: Oh, this is wonderful!
Iris: Rachel, that must be your little friend. Why don't you let her in?
Rachel: Hi! Come on in.
Sharlene: Hi, I'm sorry I'm late.
Rachel: No, you're not late.
Sharlene: I'm not?
Rachel: I just got here. Let me take your coat.
Sharlene: Yes, I --
Rachel: Oh, how sweet.
Sharlene: I -- Rachel, I wasn't sure how to dress.
Rachel: You look lovely. Don't worry about it.
Sharlene: Who's worried?
Rachel: You ok?
Sharlene: I'm fine, thank you. So, you've already started?
Rachel: Oh, don't worry about it. Iris is prone to being impatient. She's also prone to being tactless, so don't let her get to you.
Iris: Sharlene, welcome to our committee.
Sharlene: Thank you.
Iris: How nice of you to join us. I can't wait to hear all these wonderful new ideas.
Sharlene: Well --
Iris: Come and sit down.
Sharlene: Hello, Donna.
Iris: Donna, would you pour Sharlene a cup of coffee, please?
Iris: Sit down.
Sharlene: Oh, thank you.
Iris: It's been terribly cold, hasn't it?
Sharlene: Yes, yes.
Donna: Bad for the crops, I imagine.
Sharlene: It's December.
Rachel: I'll -- I'll look at this sketch.
Sharlene: Oh, is this --
Sharlene: Oh, oh, it looks like --
Sharlene: Thank you.
Sharlene: Is this the old mill?
Iris: Precisely, yes.
Rachel: We're having the ball at the mill?
Iris: Well, with a little bit of imagination, Rachel, the mill will turn into this -- a fairy-tale snow kingdom.
Donna: I just think it's wonderful.
Iris: Yes, everything will be white -- white flowers, white twinkling lights, a carpet of white snow under our feet.
Donna: Oh, yes!
Sharlene: It's just -- oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Donna: Well, go on, Iris, yes.
Iris: No, no. Did you have something to say, Sharlene?
Sharlene: Well, the mill is on a very bad road. If it's a bad night --
Iris: Well, we'll bring the guests in by -- by horse-drawn sleigh. What a wonderful idea, Sharlene.
Donna: Oh! Oh, yes, yes, and I think everyone should wear white.
Sharlene: You're going to tell them which color to wear?
Donna: Yes, Sharlene, we are.
Rachel: You don't want any color?
Iris: No, I think it should be white, all white, like our theme, like snowflakes.
Donna: Oh! Oh! I just realized I have the most gorgeous white fur that I could wear.
Iris: That will be divine, and we'll just have the cream of society.
Donna: Well, among others. Ahem.
Iris: All creamy, heavenly white.
Donna: Oh! Oh, this will be so much fun.
Vicky: Ooh, you look like you were in surgery and not Marley.
Jake: Yeah, well, I might as well have been under the knife, too, you know?
Vicky: What happened?
Jake: I just paid the bill.
Vicky: Oh, big one?
Jake: Enough to feed the entire country of Guam for a year and now Dr. Kildare wants his kickback.
Vicky: Look, Jake, at the risk of ruining that enormous male pride of yours, why don't you let me --
Jake: Vicky, I don't want any of your money, all right?
Vicky: It's sitting in the bank begging to be spent.
Jake: Then why don't you run down, get some, and spend it?
Vicky: It's Reginald’s dirty money, remember? You and Marley --
Jake: The answer is no.
Vicky: Fine. Be a jerk.
Jake: I should at least be able to support my wife.
Vicky: You do.
Jake: Not good enough. It's this damn job, man.
Vicky: I thought you liked your job.
Jake: I do. It's just that I'm not on payroll yet. I mean, I don't have a steady income, I don't have health benefits.
Vicky: That doesn't sound too good.
Jake: No, it doesn’t. Is that today's paper?
Vicky: Yeah. Why?
Jake: Give it to me.
Jake: I am going to look in the "help wanted."
Vicky: Oh, right, there's going to be a listing in there, "wanted, video camera operator."
Jake: Vicky, I will do anything as long as it's got a steady paycheck and health insurance, ok?
Vicky: Well, why don't you ask your boss for a raise first?
Jake: I am going to do that today.
Jake: There's not going to be anything in here besides this dumb stuff, anyway.
Vicky: Oh, what dumb stuff?
Jake: Get a load of this.
Jake: "Starting over? Meet the man of your dreams."
Vicky: Ooh, he's listed in the want ads, huh?
Jake: Oh, it's one of those video dating services.
Vicky: Oh, oh! Video match. This is, like, a place where you put yourself on video and then other people look at you, huh?
Jake: Right, and you can go in and watch the tape and see if you want to meet the real thing.
Vicky: Hmm. Well, can you have any money in this?
Jake: Can I have any money in that?
Vicky: Make money doing it?
Jake: I don't know!
Vicky: Well, why don't you find out? Look, this place is just starting out. Why don't you call them up?
Jake: Vicky, I want to make music videos. I don't want to put a bunch of losers on tape, all right?
Vicky: Well, maybe they're not all losers, Jake. Maybe they're just people that don't like to go on -- on fancy dates.
Jake: What's the difference?
Vicky: You know who went into Marley’s room today?
Jake: I'll bite. Who?
Jake: Marley likes Lisa.
Vicky: Everyone likes Lisa.
Jake: So what's not to like?
Vicky: Nothing! That's the point, she would be every man's dream girl.
Jake: She's got nothing on you, kid.
Jake: And you know what I mean.
Vicky: I wish Jamie did.
Jake: Well, that'll change.
Vicky: Every time he looks at her eyes fluttering, his knees turn into jelly.
Jake: I'm sorry. I wish I could do something.
Vicky: Yeah, me, too.
Jake: Well, I'm off to get a raise.
Vicky: Good luck, honey. Go get them.
Jake: You tell Marley I'll be back soon, ok?
Vicky: Yeah, I will.
Jake: All right.
Vicky: "Meet the man of your dreams." Ok.
Iris: Sharlene, I want you to be in charge of the flowers.
Donna: What? Wait a minute. I wanted to do that.
Sharlene: Oh, well, then, Donna, please --
Rachel: Donna, Sharlene is much more qualified to do that.
Donna: I know all there is to know about flowers. Heaven's knows I've received enough of them all my life.
Iris: Darling, there's something else I want you to do. Sharlene, what do you think about white poinsettias?
Sharlene: Well, I think they're lovely. They're very expensive, though.
Iris: Oh, don't worry about that. Get as many as you need. And camellias, I think garlands of white camellias. Yes, that'd be great. Donna, now, I want you to do something very special.
Donna: No, wait, please. Don't let it have anything to do with food. I mean, you end up being stuck in the kitchen all night long arguing with the chef.
Iris: Felicia will handle the food.
Donna: Oh, good, good. She's so good with help.
Iris: Yes, well, she's going to have to smooth the ruffled feathers of her little chef when I bring over my chef from Paris and from Rome.
Sharlene: For one -- one night?
Iris: Well, we do want it to be a night to remember, don't we? Now, Donna, you're going to be in charge of the follow-up calls.
Donna: Well, Iris, that doesn't sound very interesting.
Iris: Telephoning the governor doesn't sound very interesting?
Donna: The -- the governor?
Iris: Yes, and all the other important people. I mean, there's going to be so many invitations sent out at the Christmas season that we do want to make sure that there's someone very special that can persuade them to accept our invitations.
Donna: Oh, well, well, I can certainly do that.
Iris: Good! Then it's all settled.
Rachel: Yes, except me.
Rachel: Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.
Iris: But, Rachel, you're my co-chairman.
Iris: Well, Rachel, I couldn't possibly do anything without your help. I mean, you're so -- so wonderfully organized.
Sharlene: I was wondering, um, about the clothes.
Donna: Sharlene, we have already decided. Everyone is wearing white.
Sharlene: Mm-hmm, I know the white, but I was thinking about the men.
Donna: Well, there are white tuxedos.
Rachel: No, I think she has a point. I think the men will look more dashing in black.
Donna: Well, Rachel --
Iris: Yes, well, I think we should decide. Black for the men and white for the women, then.
Donna: Fine. Fine, whatever you say.
Iris: Well, even if I do say so myself, I think we have just made plans for what will probably be the social event of the year.
Jamie: Let me see the McPherson file, please. Thank you.
Ben: I'm starting to get to you, I can tell.
Lisa: Ben, I told you --
Ben: You are not ready to date. I know, I know.
Lisa: I'm sorry.
Ben: I'm not giving up on you, Lisa Grady. Now, at least let me call you.
Lisa: Well --
Ben: No, no, calling is not a date -- I mean, not officially.
Lisa: All right. All right.
Ben: All right, a glimmer of hope. I will speak to you soon.
Jamie: Lisa? You were -- you were really very good with Marley earlier.
Lisa: I hope I helped her. I like her. I'd better go.
Jamie: I see that Ben hasn't wasted any time.
Lisa: He's very nice.
Jamie: Yeah, he has a good line. You can ask any of the nurses. Ok, that was a cheap shot.
Lisa: Yes, it was.
Jamie: Are you going out with him? Sorry. That's none of my business, right?
Jamie: I suppose the adult thing to do would be not to say anything and just act like I don't care.
Lisa: What am I supposed to do, Jamie?
Jamie: Well, I -- I guess that's your decision.
Lisa: You're damn right it is.
Jamie: I suppose it's only natural for men to be attracted to you. But I really hate it, thinking about you being with someone else.
Lisa: Well, now you know how I've felt.
Lisa: You have to go, Jamie.
Man: What are you talking about? They promised us that grant! Cutbacks. Yeah. I know all about cutbacks. They spend millions of dollars on trash. Here we are struggling --
Jake: Um --
Man: Look, if it's about another edit on that documentary of yours --
Jake: Well, it's not just that, but I have to get back to --
Man: Forget it, Jake, forget it.
Jake: I have final cut on that.
Man: There's no more money.
Jake: How do you expect me to make a quality product without --?
Man: Look, I've heard all of this before, Jake, ok?
Jake: You can't put the documentary on the air the way it is, Donald.
Donald: You don't have any say in this, you know?
Jake: What do you mean I don't have any say? I made it!
Donald: You submitted a version of this documentary, we accepted it, and you got paid for doing it.
Jake: Yeah, and you didn't pay me a hell of a lot for it, either, I might add.
Donald: You're not exactly Francis Ford Coppola, are you?
Jake: Are you saying I'm no good now?
Donald: No, no, I'm saying you have got a lot to learn. You know, and consider yourself damn lucky that you've got us for a training ground.
Jake: Look, I'm sorry. I, uh, came in to ask you if you would put me on staff.
Donald: Somebody like you? Forget it.
Jake: Yeah, well, I can do a hell of a lot better than this hole in the wall, all right?
Donald: Oh, you can? Fine! Do it! Clean out your desk, Jake! You're fired!
Jake: You can't do that.
Donald: I just did.
Vicky: Oh. Hello, video match? Yeah, I was reading your ad in the paper about finding the man of my dreams. Oh, boy, am I ready to meet him. My name? Lisa Grady. Mm-hmm.
Sharlene: Jason? Jase? Well, that's funny. He didn't say anything about going out.
Rachel: Well, I'll talk to him some other day.
Sharlene: Can I get you a cup of coffee or some tea before you go?
Rachel: No, no, you don't have to go to the trouble.
Sharlene: Rachel, if you don't want to stay --
Rachel: No, I'll stay. Thank you.
Sharlene: Ok. Please, sit down.
Rachel: Ok. Can I put my coat here?
Rachel: All right.
Sharlene: Boy, are those meetings always like that?
Rachel: Iris and Donna? Yeah.
Sharlene: They never said a word about what we're supposed to be raising money for, which is the hospice center. It was all about what do we eat, what do we wear.
Rachel: I know.
Sharlene: Yeah, well, I can't blame them for not wanting me on the committee.
Rachel: They should be grateful you're on the committee. You're full of good ideas.
Sharlene: Oh, really?
Rachel: Yes, really.
Sharlene: Well, thank you, thank you. You don't like Iris much, do you?
Rachel: Does it show? We've never gotten along.
Sharlene: It's a little hard to think of her as being Mac’s daughter.
Rachel: Yes, unfortunately, you just don't choose your family members.
Sharlene: We all have family members who are a little hard to deal with.
Sharlene: Speaking of Jason --
Sharlene: I mentioned to him what you had said about the spa contract, Mac maybe giving it to him.
Rachel: Well, I hope that'll work out.
Sharlene: Well, I know Jason will do his best.
Rachel: He's got to convince Mac that he's able to do it, you know.
Sharlene: I know. It's going to take a lot of talking.
Rachel: Well, Jason’s never at a loss for words.
Sharlene: He's trying, Rachel. He wants to be a good person.
Rachel: I hope so.
Sharlene: John helps keep him on track.
Rachel: Well, Mac and I really admire John.
Sharlene: Well, there are times that I don't know what I would've done without him around. He's -- oh, are you sure I can't get you something?
Rachel: I'm fine. Another good thing about John.
Sharlene: What's that?
Rachel: He looks great in a tux.
Sharlene: Hmm, he does.
Rachel: Why don't you invite him to the ball?
Sharlene: I'm not going.
Rachel: What do you mean you're not going? You have to go.
Sharlene: Rachel, come on, I don't have anything fancy enough to wear to something like that.
Rachel: You can borrow something of mine.
Sharlene: No, no, no, no, I couldn't -- I couldn't do that.
Rachel: Why not? Friends borrow from friends.
Sharlene: Are we friends?
Rachel: I hope so.
Sharlene: Well, it's been years since I've gotten dressed up for something like that.
Rachel: Well, then maybe it's about time.
Sharlene: A ball. It sounds like something out of a fairy tale.
Rachel: Complete with a prince charming.
Donna: Hi! How are you feeling?
Michael: Hey, I wondered where you were.
Donna: Oh, that silly meeting. I mean, Iris was kind enough to drop me off.
Iris: Hi. I hope you're feeling better.
Donna: Yes. Oh, honey. I think you really do look pale, though.
Marley: Oh, mother, I'm fine, I'm fine. I just -- I'm even getting out of here today.
Donna: Oh, oh, good! Well, then Michael and I will be happy to drive you home.
Marley: No, Jake will drive me.
Donna: Jake? Well, where is he?
Marley: He's at work.
Donna: He's at work? Marley, you have just had major surgery!
Marley: It isn't major surgery.
Donna: Well, I don't care. He should be here with you.
Michael: Donna, you know those flowers -- I think they need water.
Donna: Oh, you're right. They are starting to look kind of droopy, aren't they? I think it's these hospital rooms. They keep them so overheated. I just hate it when they do that. Excuse me. I'll be back.
Michael: Ahem. I think she worries a little too much. How's my girl, huh?
Marley: I'm ok now that you're here beside me.
Michael: Well, I'm not going anywhere.
Marley: Good. You always seem to be there when I need you.
Michael: You look like such a little girl lying there.
Marley: I do?
Michael: Yes, you do.
Marley: Do you remember the day you first told me I was your daughter?
Michael: Sure do. Changed my life forever.
Marley: Mine, too.
Michael: You know, before I knew I had daughters, I -- I did nothing but work. Business was all that was important to me.
Michael: And then all of a sudden, I found out I had a family and I realized why I was put here on this earth, and I want you to know family is all that matters.
Marley: Well, I hope I can -- I can know that feeling when I have a family of my own.
Michael: You will. But for now, you've got us. We're your family, and you're just going to have to settle for that.
Marley: No, it's no settling. I love you.
Donna: Oh, you would think I was asking for baccarat crystal. I had to sign all these forms.
Iris: I'd better go.
Donna: Oh, oh, all right. Thank you, again, for dropping me off.
Iris: It was a pleasure. Goodbye.
Donna: Bye-bye. Oh, here you go. So, tell me, how are you really feeling, hmm?
Marley: Donna, I'm --
Dr. Jansen: Mr. and Mrs. Hudson.
Donna: Oh! Oh, good, doctor, you're here. You can please tell us everything that you know.
Dr. Jansen: I would like to speak with you and your husband before you leave the hospital.
Donna: Oh, well, I'm afraid you're going to have to talk with all of us. I mean, her husband didn't bother to stay around until you got back.
Marley: He will be back any minute.
Dr. Jansen: I really need to go over a few things right now.
Marley: Doctor, is something wrong?
Jake: You're not going to believe what happened.
Vicky: Lisa ran off with a sailor?
Jake: You know what your problem is? You only think about yourself, you know that?
Vicky: Well, my problems seem to be staring at my --
Jake: I got fired, Vicky.
Jake: I got fired.
Vicky: Ok, wait, keep your voice down. Donna and Michael are --
Jake: This is exactly what Donna needs to confirm that her son-in-law is a good-for-nothing jerk, you know that?
Vicky: All right, stop. Now what happened?
Jake: What difference does it make what happened? I don't have a job!
Vicky: All right.
Jake: What am I going to tell Marley?
Vicky: I don't know.
Jake: I mean, I can't pay for surgery, I can't pay for anything.
Vicky: All right, how would you like a job that pays a lot of money?
Jake: What kind of job?
Vicky: Make a video for me.
Jake: A video for you, right.
Vicky: Yes, I -- I registered Lisa in that volunteer dating service thing and I need a video to turn in with her application.
Jake: You signed Lisa up for a video dating service?
Vicky: Yeah, well, see, I had to put her into circulation because she wasn't going to do it for herself.
Jake: Are you out of your mind?
Vicky: Maybe, but if she meets somebody, then it will all be worth the risk.
Jake: Oh, and she's not going to think twice about guys calling her out of the blue or anything, huh?
Vicky: Well, maybe, but by the time she figures it out, maybe she will have met somebody.
Jake: How do you expect me to get her on tape, huh?
Vicky: You don’t.
Jake: I don't!
Vicky: No, you see, you splice together pieces of that police documentary you made and you only make sure you got her good side.
Jake: This is the stupidest idea you've ever come up with in your entire life!
Vicky: It pays well.
Jake: I mean, I've heard of a lot of -- st-- how well?
Vicky: Enough for Marley’s operation.
Jake: How do you come up with these ideas? You know I'm desperate, don't you?
Vicky: No, no. You know that Marley is desperate to have a baby. We would all have what we want.
Jake: I'm going to see Marley.
Vicky: No, don't do that looking like that. They'll know something's wrong.
Jake: Ok. All right, you explain it to her --
Vicky: I will.
Jake: But don't you tell her about the job.
Vicky: Ok, ok.
Jake: You're crazy, you know that?
Vicky: Just think about it.
Jake: I am nuts for even thinking about this!
Vicky: Oh, just think about it.
Rachel: Would you think about coming to the dance?
Sharlene: All right, I will think about it.
Jason: Exactly what I need today. Hi, Rachel.
Rachel: I'm glad to see you, Jason.
Jason: Oh, that could be a first, now, couldn't it?
Rachel: I need to talk to you.
Jason: Well, every time we talk, we never seem to get anywhere.
Sharlene: Jason, sit down, please, and shut up and just listen for once in your life?
Sharlene: He's all yours.
Rachel: I like Sharlene.
Jason: Yeah, she's about as bullheaded as you are.
Rachel: She's a good person, and if you had half the integrity -- that's not why I came.
Jason: Of course not. There'd have to be a reason, right?
Rachel: There is a reason.
Jason: Not thinking of reneging on the spa deal, are you?
Rachel: I told you I would talk to Mac and I talked to him.
Jason: Well, what'd he say?
Rachel: He's resistant, but he'll see you.
Rachel: Tomorrow before he goes on a business trip. His secretary will call and set it up.
Jason: Good, I'll be there.
Rachel: Good. You're going to have to make him believe that you are trustworthy.
Jason: I will.
Rachel: It's going to take some convincing.
Jason: Rachel, I know how you people feel about me. It's obvious.
Rachel: Jason, you have gone out of your way to try and cause trouble for my family. I am not doing this for you. I'm doing this for Matthew and for Josie. I don't like you. I don't think I ever will.
Jason: Feeling's mutual.
Rachel: Well, at least we understand each other.
Rachel: Another thing -- this is your last chance. Don't mess it up.
Marley: Is there something you haven't told me?
Dr. Jansen: Mr. Hudson, I'd like to speak with your daughter alone, please.
Michael: Sure. I'll be right outside.
Michael: Don't you worry, and I love you.
Marley: Thank you.
Michael: Ok. I'd like to speak to you outside alone after this, please. Thank you. Donna?
Donna: Yes. I love you, too, sweetheart. I'll be right outside, too.
Marley: All right. Doctor? What is it?
Dr. Jansen: Mrs. McKinnon, do you trust me?
Marley: Yeah, well, I think so.
Dr. Jansen: I want you to believe that I'm going to do everything possible that I can to help you.
Marley: Well, I would hope that you would.
Dr. Jansen: No, you have to know it. Look, I'm really not known for my bedside manner, but I assure you your desire to have a child is as important to me as it is to you, but we have to work together.
Marley: All right. Then what do I do?
Dr. Jansen: Go home and rest. Leave everything to me.
Marley: All right.
Dr. Jansen: Now, no work for one week and no sexual relations for two weeks.
Marley: Is there anything else?
Dr. Jansen: Yeah. Don't worry.
Marley: That's the hard part.
Marley: Where's Jake?
Donna: He's not here.
Marley: Oh, I thought he was coming right back.
Donna: Well, apparently he didn't, sweetheart.
Marley: And I thought you went home.
Donna: Well, your father wanted to talk to the doctor.
Donna: So how are you really feeling?
Donna: Oh, I know.
Marley: Donna, I am so scared. I guess I had it all built up in my mind that after this operation, Dr. Jansen would walk through the doors and say, "Marley and Jake, you can now have a child."
Donna: Well, that could still happen.
Marley: No, it's much more complicated than that. I have to go through a lot more than I expected to have a baby.
Donna: Well, you are my daughter, and my daughter can make it through anything.
Marley's voice: I want a child. I'll do anything.
Vicky's voice: You know how desperate Marley is to have a baby. Everyone will have what they want. Everyone will have what they want.
Marley's voice: I want a child. I'll do anything.
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