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Another World Transcript Monday 11/22/04

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Cass: I am master! You're not master! I am master! Come on, baby! Come on! Tilt? Oh, come on, man! You're oversensitive, you machine!

[Pinball machine makes noise]

Zack: Well, is it over? Are -- are you finished?

Cass: A real distraction, huh?

Zack: Only when I've got work to do.

[Noise ends]

Cass: Sorry.

Zack: Forget it.

Cass: I did offer to write that brief for you.

Zack: I pretty much finished. Let me amend that to read "I am finished."

Cass: Well, what are you doing sitting there, counselor? Why don't you go make a court appearance or take a deposition or something? At least you got something to do here.

Zack: Cass, it takes time to start a practice.

Cass: Hmm. Yeah. I must admit, my ego is a little bruised. I figured once word got out Cass Winthrop was available to the public again, the phone would be ringing off the hook.

Zack: Ah, it'll happen -- soon.

[Knock on door]

Cass: I feel a case coming on. Winthrop on the case. Liz.

Nicole: What about this one, hmm?

Vicky: Boring.

Nicole: Ok -- uh -- how about this? Yeah?

Vicky: Oh --

Nicole: I think that means she doesn't like it.

Bridget: Yes, well, she has very definite tastes, our Miss Victoria.

Vicky: Well --

Nicole: Oh, Vicky, now, this one I love. Look at the sleeves.

Vicky: Yeah.

Nicole: The back is sexy.

Vicky: Well, I would like it if the back was the front. Oh, come on, Aunt Nicole, don't you have anything just a little more risqué?

Nicole: Not in your size.

Vicky: Oh. I can't wait to have a little waistline again.

Nicole: Well, maybe we could take this one --

Vicky: Oh.

Nicole: And let the waistline out a little more.

Vicky: Oh, I'm sorry I'm being such a pain.

Nicole: Yes, you are. But that's all right. I forgive you.

Vicky: Just can't get the perfect look when I'm this big.

Nicole: Oh -- Vicky, I think you look beautiful.

Vicky: Thanks.

Nicole: Now, I'll leave the dresses here for you --

Vicky: Ok.

Nicole: And you can take your time to make a decision and give me a call.

Vicky: All right. Thank you.

Nicole: You're welcome. Hey, I hear that Jamie’s taking you to the dance.

Vicky: Yeah, he is.

Nicole: You know, it has been such a long time since we've had a chance to talk. Why don't we get together and have dinner before the snowflake ball?

Vicky: I can’t. I have my first Lamaze class.

Nicole: Oh, Vicky, that is so exciting.

Vicky: It is. And you know what? I think I got the perfect coach.

Josie: Oh -- Kenny -- oh, Kenny, I can't wear this.

Kenny: Oh, yes, you can. Small is great for you, Josie, and everybody agrees with me, really.

Josie: But you said I was going to be an elf.

Kenny: Well, elves are small, you know, and this is small.

Josie: Would you stop joking? I'm going to freeze to death in this thing.

Kenny: No, you're not. That's why we got you the hat.

Josie: Kenny, I think you're missing the point.

Kenny: Yeah. Well, look, I got to help the guys with the refreshments. So put this on and then I'll come back and tell you where to go, ok?

Josie: Well, I know where you can go. Huh.

Kenny: Funny! No raincoat this time, all right?

Ashley: Josie.

Josie: Ashley, hi.

Ashley: I can't believe it. I just successfully completed my last final exam of the semester.

Josie: Well, that's great. That's great. Congratulations.

Ashley: Well, come and celebrate with me. Angela's pizzeria, my treat.

Josie: Oh, I wish I could, but I can’t. I have other plans.

Ashley: Oh, you're going out with Matt?

Josie: No -- I -- I'm working. I'm having -- I'm having another job.

Ashley: Here? You're kidding. You're not working for these jerks again, are you?

Josie: Ashley, what do you think of -- tell me the truth. What do you think of this costume?

Ashley: Well, where's the rest of it?

Jamie: Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you.

Rachel: What's in the box?

Jamie: What's wrong?

Rachel: Nothing. Stealing the silver?

Jamie: It's Amanda, isn't it?

Rachel: I don't know how to make this right.

Jamie: Oh, Mom, come on.

Cass: Liz.

Liz: You said that before.

Cass: Come in.

Liz: Thank you. Hello, Zack.

Zack: Liz, good to see you.

Cass: Nice of you to pop by, Liz.

Liz: Oh, I didn't pop by. This isn't a courtesy call.

Cass: Well, what is it, then?

Liz: I need a lawyer.

Cass: And you came to me?

Liz: Aren't you an attorney?

Cass: Well, yes, but you and I --

Liz: Well, what about us?

Cass: Well, we've had our differences, Liz.

Liz: Well, I've grown quite tolerant of you, Cass, and I do trust you.

Cass: Well, thank you, Liz. Gee, if I wasn't so booked, I would love to --

Liz: Well, your desk isn't exactly overflowing, is it?

Cass: Sit down, Liz.

Zack: And I'll just get out of your way.

Liz: Oh, I'd prefer it if you stay, Zack. I know that Cass has not been in litigation for some time.

Cass: Well, what do you need litigated, Liz?

Liz: It's a dog.

Cass: A dog?

Liz: A Dalmatian.

Cass: Spots?

Liz: Next door. Keeps me up all night.

Cass: Barking?

Liz: Moaning, whaling, crying, whining --

Cass: Looking for a fire, no doubt.

Liz: This is not funny, Cass!

Cass: I'm sorry, Liz.

Liz: I --

Cass: Go on, please.

Liz: I tried to speak to the owners. They are completely unreasonable.

Cass: And what is it that you think you can do about this, Liz?

Liz: Sue. Intentional infliction of emotional distress.

Cass: I see.

Liz: You want the whole story, but where to begin --

Cass: Oh, come on, Liz. A dog suit?

Liz: I need my sleep, Cass!

Cass: Liz, for --

Zack: Cass, may we speak for a moment?

Cass: Certainly. Excuse me.

Zack: Excuse us.

Cass: What? What's wrong?

Zack: Nothing. I just think that since you're not swamped with work you should maybe take this on.

Cass: The case of the barking Dalmatian?

Zack: Well, it sounds like a legitimate case to me. And my policy is that we don't turn down any legitimate cases, no matter how small.

Cass: Oh, Zack, this is about as small as it gets.

Zack: And there's always a possibility that Liz could turn out to be a very important client.

Cass: Liz?

Zack: Why not?

Cass: Oh -- why not? Ok.

Zack: Ok.

Cass: Ok, Liz, would you care to give me the specifics?

Zack: Ok, if you'll excuse me, I have a late court appointment.

Liz: It all started to happen on a Friday last august. Or was it Thursday? No, Friday.

Cass: Is this going to be a long story?

Liz: Oh, yes, long and bitter, but I have plenty of time.

Vicky: There. Now, that is more like it. What do you think, Bridget?

Bridget: Well, I think it's pretty, dear.

Vicky: Hmm.

Bridget: It's perfect. I told you that before. I'm going to have to take this back to the shop.

Vicky: Well, that was a present.

Bridget: Oh, my dear. But it could make a scene in the boutique, you know, but look, it's almost above my knees.

Vicky: You have great legs.

Bridget: Oh, come on, now.

Vicky: And you should start showing them off.

Bridget: Well, my days of showing off my legs are over.

Vicky: All right, then. I'm going to get you that red cashmere sweater you had your eye on.

Bridget: Now, well, good heavens, what for, dear? It's not even my birthday.

Vicky: Well, can't I just buy you a present because I love you so much, huh?

Bridget: All right, then.

Vicky: What?

Bridget: What do you want?

Vicky: Now, how do you like that? I'm nice to you and you just think that I want something back, hmm? Can't a girl just be in a good mood, huh?

Bridget: Has something happened with Jamie?

Vicky: I'm just hopeful, that's all.

Bridget: But I thought --

Vicky: You thought that I said he didn't love me.

Bridget: And that's changed?

Vicky: No, he still doesn’t. Bridget, it's not enough that he's attracted to me. It is not enough that he cares about the baby. I want more, and that's why I feel so good, because I know that I won't settle for anything less than Jamie’s love.

Marley: One down.

Mary: Ok.

[Marley giggles]

Mary: No, Cheryl says that the whole town is gorgeous.

Marley: Oh.

Mary: She said everything's lighted up and everything is decorated.

Marley: Oh, I've never been to Washington in the winter. It must be beautiful.

Mary: Hmm. I'm just so excited. I'm going to have the whole family together.

Marley: Is Ben going to be there, too?

Mary: You bet. Ben and Cheryl --

Marley: Oh.

Mary: And M.J. and Scott.

Marley: Well, someday, I'm going to have my own big family for Christmas. I'm going to have all my children. And we're all going to be trimming the tree and wrapping presents.

Mary: Yes, you will.

Marley: Because that's what Christmas is all about -- having lots of children, sharing it with friends, family.

Jake: Hey, Mary.

Mary: Hi.

Marley: Hi, sweetie.

Jake: Honey, what are you doing?

Marley: Well, what kind of greeting is that?

Jake: Your doctor told you to take it easy.

Marley: He didn't say anything about staying in bed.

Jake: Yeah, but he said -- he didn't want you working, hon.

Marley: Light chores are ok. You can call him and ask him yourself.

Jake: Ok, just -- just don't overdo it, all right?

Marley: Oh, you're so sweet for thinking about me.

Jake: Mmm.

Mary: Ahem -- well, speaking of chores, I have -- I must have something that I could -- I'll pack -- I'll pack presents. You'll never notice I'm gone.

Marley: Oh --

Jake: You feeling ok?

Marley: Oh, just fine.

Jake: Doing fine?

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Jake: As a matter of fact, you look better than fine.

Marley: Oh. You don't look so bad yourself.

Jake: Mmm.

Marley: Oh, I miss making love to you.

Jake: It's ok, honey.

Marley: You don't mind?

Jake: Of course I mind. But it's ok. I love you. Because of everything you're going through to have our kid. Right?

Marley: Hey, you're going through something, too.

Jake: You know something? I think that Dr. Jansen is going to work a miracle.

Marley: Oh, now? Well, that certainly is a change in attitude.

Jake: I have the best wife in the entire world. And pretty soon she's going to be pregnant with my kid. I know it.

Ashley: I thought you weren't going to work another one of these parties.

Josie: Well, I thought so, too.

Ashley: Well, then, what happened?

Josie: Well, I just --

Ashley: What?

Josie: I like working these parties.

Ashley: Right.

Josie: I do!

Ashley: Josie, you'd rather be digging ditches. Admit it.

Josie: Ok, I need -- I need the money.

Ashley: But I thought you already bought Matt his present.

Josie: I did, but I need a dress for the snowflake ball.

Ashley: Well, I can lend you some of mine --

Josie: No, no. I mean -- that's really nice of you, but I can’t. I have to do this on my -- it has to be mine.

Ashley: But the last party -- I thought you told me you were dreading it.

Josie: Well, I -- I was. But then --

Ashley: What?

Josie: Well, something happened.

Ashley: What do you mean?

Josie: Well, you're going to think this is really weird, but people -- well, people started applauding and I felt like they liked me. I don't know, I started having a good time.

Ashley: Well, then, that's great. I mean, to get up in front of all these guys -- that takes guts. I'd faint.

Josie: Oh, you would not.

Ashley: Are you kidding? The last time I got up in front of a group of people, I was 6 years old and it was a piano recital. I played three wrong notes, stood, bowed, and threw up.

Josie: Oh, Ashley --

Ashley: No, I admire -- I admire you for that, really.

Josie: It's funny.

Ashley: What is?

Josie: Hearing you say that you admire me.

Ashley: Well, why is that funny?

Josie: Well, because I -- I guess I just always think that I'd like to be like you.

Ashley: Me? Why?

Josie: Do you know how much I would love to go to college?

Ashley: You just don't have the money, huh?

Josie: Oh, and I'd be so afraid, anyway. I haven't traveled like you have. I'm not sophisticated.

Ashley: You haven't traveled at all?

Josie: Well, the one time I was away from my mom, I -- well, it didn't work out too well.

Ashley: You and she are very close, aren't you?

Josie: Yeah. And this is the first time I've ever done anything on my own, you know?

Ashley: Well, then, that's great. I think it's really great that you're finally breaking loose. I really admire you.

Vince: Hmm, the lovebird! Hey, hey!

Marley: Hi, Vince.

Vince: Marley, you're looking good, like your old self.

Marley: Why, thank you. I even feel good enough to go do some Christmas shopping!

Jake: Yeah, Mary, why don't you drag the old man out to come with us?

Marley: Come on.

Mary: That's a good idea.

Vince: No.

Mary: I still have a couple things left on my list. Come on.

Marley: Ok!

Vince: Now, you know I don't go until the last minute.

Mary: He'll go. He'll carry packages.

Marley: All right. Well, I'm ready when you all are.

Mary: I will get coats.

Vince: I'll get checkbooks.

Mary: Ok.

Marley: Oh, you want to hold this for a sec --

[Phone rings]

Marley: Oh, I' get that. Oh. McKinnon residence. Yes, this is Mrs. Jake McKinnon. Yes. Well, that's the only time it's available? Yes, I understand. Thank you.

Jake: Honey, who was it?

Marley: Dr. Jansen's office. They've set up an appointment for the laparotomy.

Jake: Great.

Marley: Yeah.

Mary: What's the matter?

Marley: The only appointment they have available is for next week.

Jake: That can't be, honey.

Marley: Yeah. I'm going to be in the hospital for Christmas.

Jamie: Mom, I really think you're blowing this way out of proportion. I mean, you were only trying to help.

Rachel: Yeah, that's the irony. The last few months, I've really gotten along well with Sam. Amanda and I have always been close, but we've all been so much closer since the baby.

Jamie: So you only tried to help.

Rachel: Yeah, and if I hadn't tried, everything would be just great now.

Jamie: Well, why didn't you tell him?

Rachel: Because I knew he'd turn it down.

Jamie: Maybe you should have accepted that.

Rachel: I just wanted him to have some success. I know what it's like to be an artist and to work and work at things and -- and want more people to see it, you know?

Jamie: But buying an art gallery --

Rachel: I didn't buy an art gallery. I just invested some money in the gallery so that he would have an opportunity to show his work.

Jamie: I see.

Rachel: Well, it seemed like such a simple and good idea.

Jamie: Mom, your heart was in the right place.

Rachel: Would you talk to Amanda?

Jamie: Me?

Rachel: She -- she would listen to you.

Jamie: What am I supposed to say?

Rachel: I would just like us all to be together for Christmas.

Jamie: No, that's not what I'm going to tell her.

Rachel: Well, what are you going to tell her?

Jamie: That you're stubborn and nobody can tell you what to do.

Rachel: That's terrible. Forget it. I'm sorry I asked.

Jamie: But that's what's made you strong enough to take care of us all these years.

Rachel: Well, that's better.

Jamie: And stand by us when we screw up, which we all seem to do with amazing frequency.

Rachel: You know, I really love you all a lot.

Jamie: I know that. And so does Amanda. She's angry right now, but she knows better. She'll come around.

Rachel: I hope so.

Jamie: I know so. She loves you very, very much. And well she should. I mean, nobody could have a better mother than you.

Liz: Now we're into September, right?

Cass: I hope so. August was endless.

Liz: So was September. It happened almost every other night. Bark --

Cass: Howl, moan, bark, howl --

Liz: From sundown to sunup.

Cass: Oh, Liz -- Liz, surely if you talk to these people, and the dog maybe, you can work this out.

Liz: I don't like that tone of voice, Cass.

Cass: I'm sorry, Liz. I'm advising you. I am. I'm counseling you.

Liz: Oh, no. You think I'm making a mountain out of molehill.

Cass: A Saint Bernard out of a Chihuahua.

Liz: I come here offering you work, offering to pay a fee for your services --

Cass: Wait a second. I don't need your charity, Liz.

Nicole: Hi. Listen, I know this is a terrible breach of lawyer-client confidentiality, but what's going on here, guys?

Cass: You -- you put her up to this, didn't you?

Liz: Put me up?

Nicole: What? I didn't even know she was here.

Liz: Put me up?

Cass: It's ok, Liz! I forgive you!

Liz: You forgive me?

Cass: Excuse me! I'm on my way to the water cooler!

Liz: Oh, that man!

Nicole: What -- what are you doing here, Liz?

Liz: Well, I told you about my neighbor's dog. I'm going to sue.

Nicole: The Dalmatian?

Liz: No, not the Dalmatian. The owners.

Nicole: Oh -- Liz --

Liz: Don't you "Liz" me, Nicole.

Nicole: Can't you just sit down and talk to your neighbors?

Liz: Why won't you and Cass try to see this thing seriously?

Nicole: I am. I'm sure that Cass is, too, but, you know, these things can be resolved without going to court.

Liz: I have called those people. I have slipped notes under their door.

Nicole: Have you gone face to face with them?

Liz: I've seen those faces. I don't like those faces.

Nicole: Oh, Liz, you know better than to judge a book by its cover. Why don't you just go and knock on their door? Maybe you'll see that they're people just like you.

Liz: Maybe.

Nicole: I'm sure that you'll work it out. You're such a reasonable woman, Liz.

Liz: But, you know, you can get tired of being reasonable.

Nicole: It's hard --

Cass: Ok, Liz, let's talk about it, seriously.

Nicole: She's changed her mind.

Cass: What?

Nicole: Tell him, Liz.

Liz: I'm withdrawing my suit.

Cass: Really?

Liz: I'm going to see the owner’s face to face, talk to them.

Cass: Oh, Liz, I think you'll be much happier this way -- although I will miss losing you as a client.

Liz: Oh, well, we'll have other things to litigate. I'll see some of them.

Cass: Oh, well, I don't --

Liz: Well, why don't I give you a ring in the morning, give you a rundown?

Cass: Do that.

Liz: Good night, Nicole.

Nicole: Good night, Liz.

Cass: Good night, Liz. You talked her out of the suing the dog, right?

Nicole: Nothing to it.

Cass: Look, I know I may not have any work right now, but --

Nicole: Oh, you want work? I'll give you some work.

Cass: Mm-hmm.

Nicole: How is that?

Cass: It's nice work if you can get it.

Nicole: Hmm.

Cass: How come you're in such a good mood today?

Nicole: Amazing, isn't it? Considering the fact that you never came home last night.

Cass: There's an explanation for that.

Nicole: No, no, I figured there was. Did you see the newspapers today?

Cass: No. Why?

Nicole: Caroline Stafford’s dress was a sensation, so says the fashion editor. That is no small potatoes.

Cass: Well, congratulations.

Nicole: Well, Cass, it's a wonderful start.

Cass: "Start"?

Nicole: Yes -- of my success line. Oh, I have so many plans. Oh, I have just a whole new major -- Cass, what's wrong?

Cass: The reason I didn't come home last night -- I was with Caroline.

Jake: Honey, that can't be the only date.

Marley: No, I'll just have to postpone it, that's all.

Vince: What kind of doctor does surgery on Christmas?

Jake: One that gets results, Vince. Look, we will have other Christmases, ok?

Marley: I know that. I just don't like the idea waking up all by myself on Christmas morning.

Mary: You don't have to, not with our new program.

Marley: What?

Vince: What program?

Mary: The hospital now arranges in special circumstances for the spouse to stay in the room with the patient.

Jake: Mary, how do we qualify for special?

Marley: Yeah?

Mary: Well, of course, I am not without influence at the hospital. And you guys are very special to me.

Marley: Oh.

Jake: See, honey? It's not going to be that bad.

Marley: All right. Well, I'll have to tell Caroline.

Jake: So tell her.

Marley: Oh, no, Christmas is her busiest time. She'll have to get someone else.

Jake: Fine.

Marley: And fire me.

Vince: No.

Marley: Sweetheart, we could use that cash.

Jake: Listen, don't you worry about the bills. My job covers it, ok?

Vince: Wait a minute. I thought that you said that, you know --

Jake: As a matter of fact, they just increased my benefits.

Marley: The people you were working on the project with.

Jake: Yeah. Yeah. So you see, it won't be any problem at all.

[Christmas music plays]

Vicky: Bridget, can we turn this off?

Bridget: Oh, why, dear, it's so pretty.

Vicky: Oh, I guess I don't have the Christmas spirit.

[Knock on door]

Bridget: Oh, would you get that, doll?

Vicky: Yeah, sure.

Bridget: Thank you. Thank you, dear.

Vicky: Jamie.

Jamie: Ho, ho, ho.

Vicky: What's in the box?

Jamie: Well, I got your tinsel, I got your ornaments, and I got your sparkly little lights.

Vicky: There's just one problem.

Jamie: Oh, what's that?

Vicky: I don't have a tree.

Jamie: Oh, ye of little faith.

Bridget: What's he doing here, dear?

Vicky: I'm not sure.

[Vicky and Bridget gasp]

Jamie: There! What do you think of this?

Vicky: Oh, Jamie!

Bridget: Oh, Jamie!

Jamie: I hear an echo. So --

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: How do you like it?

Vicky: It's a tree!

Jamie: Well, I was hoping you'd think that.

Bridget: Oh, it's just beautiful, Jamie. Oh, my.

Vicky: Thank you.

Jamie: Well, don't thank me. Trim the tree.

Vicky: Well -- will you help me?

Jamie: If you ask me nicely, I will.

Vicky: Pretty please, with a cherry on top?

Jamie: I'll do the lights. It's the only manly thing to do.

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: You do the ornaments and the tinsel, ok?

Bridget: And I'll go do the shopping.

Vicky: What?

Bridget: Oh, yes. Well, you see, you can't trim a Christmas tree without having very special cookies to munch on. And there's a very nice shop over at cedar valley.

Vicky: Well, Bridget, that's an hour away!

Bridget: Yes, I know, but it's no trouble at all, dear. See you later. Ta-ta.

[Door closes]

Vicky: Why did you do this?

Jamie: 'Tis the season. Plus, I wanted to. Come on.

Vicky: Ok. Ok. Oh, wow.

TV reporter: A drug smuggling ring. 22 pounds of heroin were seized --

Hilda: Mrs. Cory, Liz Matthews is here to see you.

Rachel: No. Tell her I'm resting. It isn't a good day.

Liz: I won't keep you long, Rachel.

Rachel: This isn't a good time, Liz.

Liz: Please, Rachel, give me a minute.

Rachel: Thank you, Hilda.

[Rachel turns off TV]

Rachel: What is it?

Liz: Well, I've heard what happened with Sam and Amanda.

Rachel: Oh, I'm sure you have.

Liz: I'm very sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?

Rachel: No, thank you, Liz.

Liz: I didn't go to the opening of the gallery.

Rachel: Well, it was quite a night.

Liz: I didn't go because I thought you and Mac might still be angry with me because of what happened with Matthew.

Rachel: Well, thoughtless words can cause a lot of pain, Liz.

Liz: I'm so sorry, Rachel.

Rachel: I know you are. I know.

Liz: You and Mac and the children -- you're like my family. I love all of you. To think I hurt you, the people I love most --

Rachel: Yeah, I know the feeling.

Liz: It was a mistake, a thoughtless, dreadful mistake. I won't ever be able to forgive myself. Well, that's really what I came to say.

Rachel: Liz?

Rachel: What are you doing for Christmas?

Liz: Oh, I'm -- absolutely nothing.

Rachel: Would you -- would you like to join us?

Liz: Are you sure?

Rachel: Yeah, I'm sure. I mean, people have to learn to forgive each other, right?

Liz: Oh, thank you, Rachel. Matthew -- has he forgiven you?

Rachel: Yeah, he has.

Liz: Oh, that's wonderful. Is he here?

Rachel: No. He's in the middle of his finals. He's spending a lot of time at the school library.

Liz: Oh, I'm so glad things are right between you again, especially now, you know, with the holidays.

Rachel: Yeah, right.

Liz: Well, I really do have to go, Rachel. It's just I'm so --

Rachel: Please. It's going to be a happy day, right?

Liz: Merry Christmas.

Rachel: Oh. A merry Christmas.

Hilda: If you're done with that, I'll take that tray for you.

Rachel: Yeah, fine. Did Helen make some Christmas cookies?

Hilda: She sure did, and she overdid it.

Rachel: Great. Would you ask her to make up a care package? I want to take them over to Matthew at school.

Hilda: I can do that for you.

Rachel: No, I want -- I want to see him.

["Santa Claus is Coming to Town" plays]

Kenny: Can I have your attention, please? Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for, the Christmas presents.

Boy: All right! Yeah! It's time! Hey, Kenny, Kenny, where did you find that foxy Santa?

Kenny: Oh, man, I told you, she's just a friend.

Boy: Really? Really? Well, maybe she'd like to be my friend, too.

Kenny: Uh-huh -- cool your jets, lover boy. She's spoken for.

Boy: Well, I'll let her tell me that, ok?

Josie: There's no name tags on these, guys, so, let's see -- oh, this one must be for -- you! Merry Christmas --

Boy: The name is Lance.

Josie: Lance, Lance.

Lance: And you are?

Josie: Well, Santa. I mean, I guess I'm not Santa, am I? I'm kind of helping him out. I'm -- I'm Ms. Claus.


Lance: Ms. Claus, yeah. Haven't we met before?

Josie: I don't think so.

Lance: But you look so familiar.

Josie: Well, you must be mistaken. I mean, hey, I don't get away from the North Pole too often. You know, guys, traveling is so expensive these days.


Josie: I hope it's what you wanted. Oh! You, just the guy I was looking for!

Boy: Hey, well, here I am.

Josie: Let me see what I have in here for you. Um -- here it is.

Boy: Ooh.

Josie: With love from Santa.

Boy: Is this that convertible I've been begging him for?

Josie: Well, let me see.


Josie: Sounds more like a Learjet to me. I don't know.


Boy: Oh. What do you know, a comedian, huh? This girl's really talented, Kenny.

Kenny: Well, you know --

Josie: Have a good flight. Oh! And how could I forget you? Let's see. I know I've got something in here for --

Boy: Jim Mackelvy. Senior, great catch. 3.9 average. Fantastic earning potential, phenomenal athlete, sensational build.

Josie: Well, for someone that perfect, I'm sure Santa must have the most wonderful gift for you. Let's see. Oh --

Jim: Can't wait to see what it is.

Josie: Well, darn, you know? I must have forgotten it. Hey, guys, I left Jim’s gift at the North Pole!

All: Oh!

Kenny: Well, what is it? I mean, what did you get Jimmy for a present?

Josie: Well -- well, you see, it's these lead weights.

Kenny: Oh?

Josie: You attach them to his shoes and they bring him right down to earth. It works like magic.

Kenny: Ooh!

Boys: Ooh!

Josie: Merry Christmas. So who have I missed here? Who needs a gift? Oh, oh -- one at a time!

Kenny: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Singer: Hang all the mistletoe I'm gonna get to know you better this Christmas and as we trim the tree how much fun it's gonna be together this Christmas the fireside is blazing bright we're caroling through the night and this Christmas will be a very special Christmas for me presents and cards are here my world is still with cheers and you this Christmas and as I look around your eyes outshine the town yes, they do this Christmas the fireside is blazing bright we're caroling through the night and this Christmas

Singers: This Christmas

Singer: Will be a very special Christmas

Singers: So special

Singer: For me

Singers: For me

Singer: Merry Christmas

Nicole: You were with Caroline Stafford, huh? All night?

Cass: Well, after you left the gallery, she got a telegram. Her mother died.

Nicole: Oh. Oh, that's awful.

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: I'm sorry.

Cass: Well, she was very devastated, needless to say.

Nicole: And so you stayed with her?

Cass: Well, we walked around all night, you know. We must have covered every square inch of Bay City on foot.

Nicole: Will she be going back to Australia?

Cass: Apparently, she missed the funeral already.

Nicole: But her family -- won't she want to see them?

Cass: I don't think so. The impression that I got is that there's really no reason for her to go back there. So anyway, that's where I was.

Nicole: Well, I knew there was a good explanation.

Cass: I've never seen her like that, you know? She's always so sure of herself.

Nicole: I know.

Cass: I mean, it was as if I was the only friend she had in the entire world.

Jake: Listen, you be careful. You don't overdo it, all right?

Marley: Mm-hmm, and you be sure to take your medicine, ok?

Jake: Mm-hmm. Listen to us -- we sound like a couple of 70-year-olds.

Marley: Yeah. But I think next Christmas it'll all be worth it, because maybe by then we'll have our own child to celebrate with.

Mary: Ok, well, we better be on our way. Donna's going to have Mikey put to bed.

Marley: All right.

Jake: Ok.

Marley: Sweetie, we won't be long.

Jake: Ok. Be careful.

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Mary: Bye.

Jake: Bye.

Mary: Don't eat all the cookies.

Jake: Uh-huh, I'll try. Whoo! Christmas in the hospital. I guess things could be worse, huh?

Vince: Yeah, like telling Marley you got hospital coverage when you don't even have a job.

Jake: I got one, Vince, ok?

Vince: Get out of here.

Jake: It's at a place called video magic. If you don't believe me, why don't you get on the phone and call them yourself?

Vince: You said you were still working for that documentary outfit.

Jake: Yeah, well, this job is kind of an interim kind of thing, you know?

Vince: Oh, and they have a health plan?

Jake: The boss and I are working on that right now. Look, let's just drop the subject, ok?

Vince: Video match -- what is that?

Jake: It's a dating service. I put their clients on tape.

Vince: Dating service? I thought you wanted to make --

Jake: Let's drop the subject.

Vince: May I say one more thing?

Jake: Can I stop you?

Vince: Don't give up your dreams.

Jake: My dream is for me and Marley to have a baby. If I have to do a job in the meantime that I don't like very much, that's fine. I'll do anything. What, Vince? You don't approve?

Vince: I think Marley McKinnon is a lucky woman. And I'm proud of you. I don't care what everybody else says about you.

Cass: That's the good thing about having no clients. There's no work to take home. Nicole? Honey?

Nicole: Oh. I'm sorry.

Cass: What were you thinking about?

Nicole: My mother, how she died, and my father.

Cass: Because of Caroline.

Nicole: She doest have anyone. But I have you.

Cass: Yeah. You sure do.

Nicole: Oh, I'm so lucky.

[Music plays]

Vicky: Oh -- oh, Jamie, the tree is so beautiful.

Jamie: So are you.

Vicky: Well, thank you for helping me decorate it.

Jamie: It was my pleasure.

Vicky: Well --

Jamie: Ok.

Vicky: Good night, Jamie.

Jamie: Vicky -- Vicky, I love you. I love you so much. I love you with all my heart, Vicky. Please -- please, marry me. Please be my wife.

Vicky: Yes. I'll marry you, Jamie.


Jamie: Is it straight?

Vicky: Oh, yeah, looks -- looks fine to me.

Jamie: Ok. There.

Vicky: Well, it sure is Christmassy around here.

Jamie: Yeah, yeah. All we need now is Santa coming down the chimney.

Vicky: Well, he'll be here.

Jamie: Unless you've been naughty, of course.

Vicky: I'm always naughty. Haven't you noticed?

Jamie: And Santa still comes?

Vicky: Well, he's accepted me for what I really am, you know?

Jamie: Well, that's very big of him.

Vicky: So you have to go?

Jamie: Yeah, it's -- it's getting kind of late, I'm afraid.

Vicky: Well, thank you for the Christmas tree, ornaments -- everything.

Jamie: Oh, hey, I enjoyed it.

Vicky: Well, is that why you're wearing tinsel in your hair?

Jamie: Oh, am I? Ok, well, listen, I'll see you tomorrow night.

Vicky: Oh, hey, I'm going to be a half-hour later than I said I was.

Jamie: Why?

Vicky: Because my first Lamaze class is tomorrow night.

Jamie: What?

Vicky: Yeah, I'm so excited about it.

Jamie: Well, why didn't you tell me?

Vicky: Oh, I didn't think you'd be interested.

Jamie: Not interested? I'm -- I'm your coach!

Vicky: Oh, no, you're not, no.

Jamie: What?

Vicky: I asked Marley.

Jamie: Marley?

Vicky: Yeah. I thought she would be great.

Jamie: Better than me?

Vicky: Well, you're not the husband.

Jamie: But I'm -- never mind.

Vicky: See ya.

Jamie: Yeah.

Josie: Santa, baby and hurry down the chimney tonight

Kenny: Whoo!

Boy: Yeah!


Josie: Excuse me, excuse me.

Boy: Oh, don't you want to give me something?

Josie: Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you. Um -- well, there's not many left.

Boy: Whatever's there is fine with me.

Josie: Ok.

Boy: You know, it's just the thought that counts.

Josie: All right. Here, merry Christmas.

Boy: Thanks. Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a second. Look, I have been a very, very good boy all year. Now, I was wondering if I could sit on Santa’s lap and open my present.

Josie: Well, you see, I'm not Santa. I'm Ms. Claus, ok?

Boy: Oh, of course, you're Ms. Claus. Come here to me.

Josie: Do -- do you mind? I have to give out some presents here!

Boy: Look, if I can't sit on your lap, then you're going to sit on mine!

Josie: Oh! Oh, no! God!

Boy: Yeah!

[Boys howl]

Singer: Over the hills we go laughing all the way

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