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Another World Transcript Tuesday 11/23/04

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Josie: Could you hurry, please?

Ken: Yeah. "Pay to the order of Josie watts $100"!

Josie: Oh, I think they're here. Would you keep your voice down, please!

Ken: Yeah, ok. All right. Look, there it is. And remember, I got you this job, ok?

Josie: All right. Thanks.

Ken: Next time I take my 10% out of there.

Josie: Oh, there isn't going to be a next time.

Ken: Well, sure there is. I mean, we've got New Year’s Eve, Jimmy's birthday, groundhog --

Josie: I am not going to do this for you anymore, Kenny.

Ken: What? What are you talking about?

Josie: Last night was it, my last performance.

Ken: Come on, Josie. I thought you were having a pretty good time.

Josie: It was all right.

Ken: Mm-hmm.

Josie: Till that guy, Steve, pulled me on his lap. What a jerk!

Ken: Yeah, I should've known he'd do something like that, but you handled it really well.

Josie: I didn't handle it at all. I just sat there and squirmed until he let me up.

Ken: Well, look, I promise you the next time I will personally keep him away from you, ok?

Josie: Thanks, but I have my money for my dress. Thanks.

Ken: Yeah, and what about saving up for a rainy day?

Josie: Shh, shh.

Ken: Ok.

Sharlene: Josie, I can't find the mascara or the hairspray.

Ken: Uh -- I'm sure you'll change your mind.

Josie: I won’t.

Ken: You will.

Josie: Would you get out of here!

Ken: You'll change it.

Sharlene: I need help with these curlers because I don't know whether I've got the back ones in right. I'm not sure whether they're warm enough either. Do you leave them in for a long --?

Josie: Mama, Mama --

Sharlene: What?

Josie: Just -- everything's going to be ok, all right? I mean, we'll find the mascara and the hairspray and --

Sharlene: Josie --

Josie: Your hair is going to look beautiful.

Sharlene: It's getting late. John is going to be here in --

Josie: Not for hours.

Sharlene: Oh, gee. I don't know what's the matter with me. I'm just an absolute bundle of nerves.

Josie: Well, it's a big night.

Sharlene: Are you nervous, too?

Josie: Nah.

Sharlene: How come your cheeks are all flushed?

Josie: They're not.

Sharlene: Oh, what, are you coming down with something?

Josie: Mama, relax.

Sharlene: Whoa, whoa, we're going to have a good time, right? Right.

Josie: Yeah. The snowflake ball is going to be like a dream come true for both of us. Shall we?

Sharlene: Ah. Oh, lovely.

Josie: Lovely.

Mary: Ronnie.

Ronnie: Hi, Mary.

Mary: Hi. Where are you running?

Ronnie: Nowhere. I have a few minutes before my class. I'm trying to burn off some calories.

Mary: You're kidding.

Ronnie: No, really. My dress for the ball is too tight. I'm trying to lose weight.

Mary: By 8:00 tonight?

Ronnie: It's worth a try. Tell me about your dress.

Mary: Oh, well, it's a robe du soir.

Ronnie: Yeah.

Mary: And it has -- and it's -- and it has a --

Ronnie: Uh-huh.

Mary: Are you going to keep doing that?

Ronnie: Just for a couple more minutes.

Mary: You know, you're not going to be able to dance tonight.

Ronnie: Yeah, you're right. If that dress doesn't fit by now, I can always wear this uniform.

Mary: On you it looks good.

Ronnie: Well, it's right color anyway. Whew.

Vicky: Oh, hi, Ronnie.

Ronnie: Hey, Vicky.

Vicky: Hi.

Ronnie: You're in the Lamaze class, right?

Vicky: Yeah, yeah, and I'm really nervous.

Ronnie: Oh, please, let me tell you a secret -- nobody fails a Lamaze class. Even my worst students get an A.

Vicky: That's not what I'm nervous about. Am I late?

Ronnie: No, you have a few minutes.

Vicky: Oh, so Marley’s already here, I guess?

Mary: Is Marley your coach?

Vicky: Yeah, she is. Well, I guess I'll see you in class.

Ronnie: Ok.

Vicky: Ok. Bye. Oh. Jamie.

Jamie: Vicky, nobody is going to coach you through this labor but me.

Iris: Ok, now, the key for this evening is fun. We want everybody to smile, everybody to laugh, and we want to make sure our guests have a wonderful time. Is that clear? Now, are there any questions, any problems?

Woman: Oh, problem.

Iris: Yes, dear?

Woman: Snow princess is a no-show.

Iris: Oh. Well, can you take over her responsibilities?

Woman: You want me to pass out the dance cards and sprinkle the glitter?

Iris: Exactly, and you'll do it wonderfully. Now, why don't you just run off and direct everybody.

Woman: Well, come on, guys. Move it!

Iris: Snow maiden's brains are frozen.

Felicia: Iris. What do you think of this tree?

Iris: Oh. Let's change it.

Felicia: Do you think we have time to change this?

Iris: We'll make time.

Felicia: Ok.

Iris: Well, any other problems?

Felicia: No, nothing that I can't handle, I guess.

Iris: Good. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

Felicia: Yeah, when does Rachel arrive?

Iris: Well, I don't think she'll be coming tonight.

Felicia: You're kidding.

Iris: Well, you know, she's still upset about all that trouble at the art gallery.

Felicia: Sam will get over this. I mean, he's stubborn but he's not stupid.

Iris: Yeah, but daddy arrives back tonight and, you know, I think there might be some problems.

Felicia: What, with Mac and Rachel? I'm sure they'll work it out.

Iris: Well, I hope so. Oh, here comes Amanda, and she doesn't look too cheerful.

Felicia: Amanda, hi.

Amanda: Hi.

Iris: Well, does everything look ok outside? I mean, are the lights up, everything?

Amanda: Oh, yes. Iris, would it be all right if I went home now? I think everything is all set.

Iris: Yes, darling. Why don't you go home and change. I am going to change.

Iris: What?

Amanda: I'm not coming to the ball.

Mitch: What's going on?

Sam: Nothing. Why?

Mitch: You got a letter. It's here on the desk.

Sam: They deliver mail this late at night?

Mitch: Actually, it came by messenger.

Sam: Oh, yeah. I know what this is.

Mitch: It's from a law firm.

Sam: Yeah.

Mitch: Are you thinking about getting a divorce?

Mitch: I know it's none of my business.

Sam: You got that right.

Mitch: So I'll shut up.

Sam: It's about my work, Mitch.

Mitch: Look, you don't have to tell me.

Sam: It's about the contract with Caroline.

Mitch: Then read the fine print.

Sam: Yeah. Just don't worry about it, ok? Don't worry about it.

Mitch: Whatever you say.

Sam: And what's that supposed to mean?

Mitch: Look, I can tell you're not happy, and I assume that Amanda’s not too happy.

Sam: And that's supposed to be my fault?

Mitch: No, no. Wait, wait, why are you getting so defensive?

Sam: I'm defensive because it's not my fault.

Mitch: Ok, so it's nobody's fault. It's just one of those things that just happens.

Sam: Oh, come on, Mitch. It's not just "one of those things." It's a lousy deal and I'm not going to forget it.

Mitch: And you're obviously not going to let her forget it either, are you? Look, why don't you just talk to her?

Sam: I have talked to her.

Mitch: No, I mean like work things out.

Sam: I'm not ready to do that yet.

Mitch: And when are you going to be ready?

Sam: When are you going to stop bugging me?

Mitch: As soon as things get -- you know, hit the fan, you just want to pull back.

Sam: Speak for yourself, Mitch.

Mitch: Look, I know she hurt you, but she's your wife. She loves you. So you're angry. Then get angry, then have fights. Have lots of fights, but don't do this.

Sam: For someone who was going to mind his own business --

Mitch: You're the one that made the commitment to see things through.

Sam: Whoa. What about her commitment? You know, we made this promise -- no deceptions, no lies. She broke that.

Mitch: Ok, ok, maybe she did.

Sam: No, wait a sec -- you think I don't miss her? Do you think I don't miss my daughter?

Mitch: I'm not talking about that.

Sam: Mitch, she made a promise and she broke it, and all of a sudden I'm supposed to forget about it, right? Wrong. I'm not going to just forget about it.

Iris: Amanda, you have to be here tonight. You're a Cory.

Amanda: So are you. You can handle it for both of us.

Iris: I can think of a perfect cover story.

Amanda: For what?

Iris: For the press so they won't have any idea about you and Sam.

Amanda: I don't care what the press thinks. I just don't want to be here without Sam.

Iris: Yeah, of course.

Amanda: I don't want to be anywhere without Sam.

Felicia: Oh, honey, I know.

Amanda: Oh, no.

Felicia: What?

Amanda: Nothing. I'm just so sick of everybody else telling me what's wrong.

Felicia: Well, darn these kids.

Iris: I know. Well, we've both been through it, haven't we?

Felicia: Yeah, more than once, I guess.

Iris: Mm-hmm. But I do have some good news.

Felicia: Do you?

Iris: Well, I hope it's good news. We want to begin advertising for the "Brava" series on your life in January.

Felicia: January, huh? Hmm.

Iris: The January issue always sells the best, and that'll leave us plenty of time to do the story.

Felicia: Fine.

Iris: You mean, you're going to give us your approval?

Felicia: Yeah. Roll the presses, or whatever you guys say in the magazine biz.

Iris: Oh, Felicia, I am so pleased!

Felicia: Well, I'm pleased that you're pleased.

Iris: Oh, it's wonderful. But I am a little curious, though.

Felicia: About what?

Iris: Well, why you changed your mind. I mean, you were so against us doing a biography.

Felicia: I -- I just changed my mind, that's all. I do that from time to time. I'm going to go check on the kitchen, all right?

Iris: Ok. Amanda, you're still here.

Amanda: I had mascara running down my face.

Iris: Oh, well, you look a lot better now, sweetie.

Amanda: I'm going to go.

Iris: Amanda, is there anything I can do or say to change your mind?

Amanda: No, nothing. It isn't just that Sam isn't going to be here tonight.

Iris: Then what else?

Amanda: My father will be.

Iris: Our father.

Amanda: Iris, I'm sorry. I --

Iris: That's all right. Just forget it. So daddy will be here. So what?

Amanda: Well, he hasn't seen me since all of this happened. I know he's going to be really disappointed.

Iris: Never. But, you know, I think he would insist on you being here this evening. This is a family affair.

Amanda: I know.

Iris: Amanda, this is the first party I've thrown since I've been back in Bay City. Dennis is coming.

Amanda: He is?

Iris: Yes. And, you know, it would mean so much to me if -- if you could come. Would you please change your mind? Please?

Vicky: Well, where's Marley?

Jamie: She's not coming.

Vicky: What are you talking about?

Jamie: I called her an hour ago, and I told her I would be taking her place.

Vicky: You can't do that.

Jamie: I already did.

Vicky: Well, I'm going to call her right back and --

Jamie: It's too late. She and Jake went out to dinner.

Vicky: I can't believe this. How dare you tell her that she can't be my coach, Jamie. Who do you think you are?

Jamie: I already told you, I am your Lamaze coach.

Vicky: No, no, you're not. Marley is.

Jamie: Marley is a bad choice.

Vicky: Well, let me be the judge of that, ok?

Jamie: She has her own life to deal with right now, Vicky. She has her surgery. She has -- she has her job. What if she can't be around when you go into labor?

Vicky: Well, then -- then I'll call Bridget or Michael or Donna.

Jamie: Or what about me?

Vicky: I don't want your help, not with this.

Jamie: Is -- is this punishment?

Vicky: No.

Jamie: Because I won't tell you that I love you? You won't let me be a part of the birth of my own child?

Vicky: I don't want to hurt you, Jamie.

Jamie: Then what are you trying to do?

Vicky: I'm scared. I'm scared and I'm excited. This is the most personal, most intimate and tender moment that I've ever gone through.

Jamie: I have delivered babies before. I know that. I know that, Vicky.

Vicky: And I want to share it with somebody who cares about me and loves me. And you're not that person. I'm sorry. Hi.

Woman: Hi. Good to see you.

[Laughter]

Ronnie: I better get to my class.

Mary: I wish you would. You're making me very guilty.

Ronnie: See you tonight, Mary.

Mary: Pilara, what are you doing here?

Pilara: Uh --

Mary: Oh, my lord!

Sharlene: Josie, is that you who just came in?

[Jason laughs]

Sharlene: Jason.

Jason: I'm -- I'm sorry, ma'am. I thought it was my sister coming down. I don't think you've been introduced --

Sharlene: Go ahead and laugh.

Jason: Oh, it's a good thing I'm laughing because if John would walk through that door early, he would be laughing.

Sharlene: Oh.

Jason: Oh.

John: Let's take it from the top. Presenting the amazingly dexterous, world-class bow tie tier. Ok, all right. Ahem. Presenting the incredibly patient --

Singer: Ooh I bet you're wonderin' how I knew

John: Well --

John: Intensely determined --

Singer: With some other guy

John: But slightly underdressed --

Singer: The two of us guys

John: But not for long.

Singer: It took me by surprise

John: Nope. Not for long.

Singer: When I found out yesterday

Singers: Yesterday

Singer: Don't you know that I heard it through the grapevine not much longer would you be mine

John: Maybe longer than I thought.

Singer: Oh, I heard it through the grapevine

Sharlene: I have plenty of time.

Jason: You need plenty of time, Sharlie.

Sharlene: Oh, you always were such a flatterer.

Jason: I think that you ought to go to the ball just like that. Then you can show all those high-society types what you really look like.

Sharlene: And scare them half to death.

Jason: Right.

Sharlene: Oh, yeah.

Jason: And I think I ought to preserve this for posterity!

Sharlene: Jason, don't you dare! Stop that!

Jason: I got it! I got it!

Sharlene: Jason, stop it!

Jason: Look, right here!

Sharlene: No!

Singer: Losin' you would end my life, you see

John: Yeah, yes, sir. When John Hudson makes up his mind to do something, it's done.

Singer: You could have told

John: Looking good, dude.

Singer: Me yourself

John: Yeah. Feeling good, too.

Singer: That you loved someone else instead I heard it through the grapevine

John: This is it.

Singer: Not much longer would you be mine oh, I heard it through the

Josie: Uh -- excuse me.

Woman: Yes. May I help you?

Josie: Mm-hmm. I'm here to pick up my dress. I'm Josie Watts. I put it on hold yesterday.

Woman: Let me check.

Josie: Ok.

Woman: "Watts." Oh, yes. "Watts" -- here it is.

Josie: Ah. Great, thanks.

Woman: I've seen it. It's a lovely dress. Wonderful fabric, and the cut -- ooh. How would you like to pay for this, Miss Watts?

Josie: Well, I have a check.

Woman: That's fine. All I need is a credit card and a driver's license.

Josie: Well, the check's already made out. I hope that's ok.

Woman: Already made out?

Josie: Yeah. Well, see, I did this job and I didn't get paid until today and the banks were already closed, so, here.

Woman: This is no good.

Josie: No good?

Woman: No, I can't accept a third-party check.

Josie: Well, this is money, isn't it?

Woman: It's our policy.

Josie: Is Ms. Love here? I know she'd say it's ok.

Woman: She's not here and I'm in charge.

Josie: Oh. Well, Mrs. Matthews, Liz Matthews?

Woman: Neither of them is here. They're both on their way to the snowflake ball. They won't be in until Monday morning.

Josie: But I have to have my dress now!

Woman: I'm sorry.

Josie: Don't you understand? I don't have anything else to wear.

Woman: Well, unless you can get that check cashed, I can't give you the dress.

Josie: Listen, the banks are closed. You know that.

Woman: Yes. It's a shame, but unless you can find some other form of payment, I will not give you this dress.

Ronnie: And so, another Lamaze baby is born, healthy and alert.

[Baby cries]

Ronnie: The mom wide awake --

[Projector stops]

Ronnie: Dad by her side, and both of them able to appreciate the most miraculous experience of their lives. Any questions?

Vicky: Yeah. That woman didn't look like she was in much pain.

Ronnie: Well, she was concentrating on her Lamaze exercises instead of the pain.

Woman: Is she an actress or something?

Ronnie: No, no, no, no. No, actually, she was a patient at this hospital who consented to have her baby's birth filmed for this program.

Woman: Oh, I'd never do that. Would you?

Ronnie: The point is she and her partner were able to make the most of their Lamaze training. She was able to use her breathing technique, and he was able to give her the kind of support she needed. Now, every woman is different, of course --

Woman: Where's your partner?

Ronnie: And therefore will experience different intensities of labor.

Vicky: Um --

Ronnie: Now, the object of Lamaze is to enable you to take control through the use of relaxation, different method of breathing, and total concentration. You will be able to take control of each and every contraction, not vice versa.

Woman: Danny was almost late, too. It's terrible traffic.

Vicky: Hmm.

Ronnie: The preparation will alleviate the anxieties usually associated with labor, ok? Now, what do you say we get right down to business? I like to start with a simple relaxation exercise, ok? First, the guys. Find yourself a little space and sit cross-legged on the mats. Ok? Oh, you guys are good at this. I bet you've been through this course before, huh?

[Laughter]

Ronnie: Now, I want the women to lie back while your head is in the guys' laps. Good. Yes. And hold it right there for just a minute. That's good. What happened to Marley?

Vicky: I'll explain later.

Ronnie: Vicky, you need a partner.

Vicky: Look, can't you help me with this?

Ronnie: Well, I'll try, but I have to work with the rest of the class.

Vicky: Never mind.

Ronnie: Uh -- I'll be right with you, class. Vicky? Vicky, no, don’t.

Vicky: I'm leaving.

Ronnie: Look, you can least audit this one and then when Marley comes, you can --

Vicky: I'll read the book. Thanks anyway.

Jamie: No, Vicky. Don't leave.

Vicky: Jamie, excuse me.

Jamie: Wait, wait, wait. It's very clear that what you need is a Lamaze coach. Now, let me help you just for tonight.

Ronnie: Jamie, Vicky, are you going to join us?

Jamie: Yes. Yes, we are.

Ronnie: Ok. You guys know what to do.

Jamie: Come on. Come on.

Ronnie: Ok, class. So let's get started.

Jamie: Yeah --

Ronnie: First, I want the women to try to relax your shoulders completely. Now, men, you can make sure they're nice and loose and massage --

Jamie: Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

Ronnie: Good.

Jamie: That's good, ok.

Ronnie: That's it.

Jamie: Yes, and relax. Very good.

Ronnie: Now, if you feel any tightness at all, any tension --

Jamie: Very good.

Ronnie: I want you to point it out --

Jamie: Just let it go.

Ronnie: Encourage your partner to take a deep breath and concentrate on relaxing that area. That's good. You guys are all going to ace this course, I just know it.

[Laughter]

Mary: Ok, I'm going to take you down to emergency.

Pilara: No, uh-uh.

Mary: I think maybe you need stitches.

Pilara: No, I am not going to no emergency room.

Mary: Why did you come here if you don't want help?

Pilara: I just needed someplace safe.

Mary: Ok. How about if we sit you down right here and I go downstairs and I get the doctor and I bring him back here to you?

Pilara: As long as you don't tell him anything. I don't want anybody else giving me any questions.

Mary: Promise. You stay right here. I will be right back.

Pilara: Oh. Oh, God.

Ruben: Hey, babe.

Pilara: What? How'd you find me?

Ruben: I followed you.

Pilara: Leave me alone.

Ruben: I was worried about you. You all right?

Pilara: Oh.

Ruben: I mean, are you all right? You ok?

Pilara: Yeah, I'm fine. I got off easy this time.

Ruben: It's easy, huh?

Pilara: Oh, just go, ok?

Ruben: What's wrong with you, huh? I mean, are you bugging or something? You keep casting me aside like that.

Pilara: I don't -- I just -- I can't take it anymore. I just -- I deserve better.

Ruben: I know you do.

Pilara: I just can't -- I can't go through this anymore. I can't keep letting this happen to me. No more.

Ruben: Ok, ok, all right? Just stay with me, all right? We got to stay together.

Pilara: Oh, Ruben, just let it be, ok? Let it go.

Ruben: What are you trying to say, huh? Huh?

Pilara: I just --

Ruben: I mean, we can work this out together, both of us.

Pilara: Just go, please.

Ruben: What is the matter with you? Huh?

Pilara: I just can't go through this anymore, Ruben. I need some time. Just go, ok? I'll take care of everything.

Josie: Uh -- no. No, thanks. No message. Thanks. Mrs. Matthews wasn't there.

Woman: I told you she wouldn't be.

Josie: Hey. Hey, I have an idea. I could take the dress with me now and I could come by first thing in the morning with the cash.

Woman: Good lord. If we did business that way, people would be walking out of here all the time with dresses. You have to be -- you --

[Footsteps]

Woman: Oh, excuse me.

Iris: Adele?

Adele: Mrs. Wheeler!

Iris: Is my dress ready?

Adele: Oh, yes. Well, I had it ready for you this morning in case you wanted to come by early and pick it up. We could've had it delivered. I wish I had said something.

Iris: Well, never mind that now. Just let me try it out. I'm in a hurry.

Adele: Yes, well, you should have absolute privacy. Try number one. I have it hanging for you in there. Then no one will disturb you.

Iris: Great.

Adele: I -- oh, you're still here.

Josie: Could I -- may I use the phone just one more time, please?

Adele: Is it a local call?

Josie: Oh, oh, yes. I just want to -- I want to call my home. I'll only be a moment.

Adele: Fine, go ahead.

Josie: Thank you.

[Phone rings]

Matt: Hello?

Josie: Matthew. What are you doing there?

Matt: Oh, Kenny let me in. Your mom must be upstairs. I am a little early. Where are you?

Josie: Uh -- um -- something came up.

Matt: Well, I have a little surprise for you. It has to do with the ball. I hope you like it.

Josie: I'm sorry, Matt. I -- I can't go to the ball.

Matt: What?

Josie: Well, I -- I got a last-minute babysitting job and, well, the people really need me.

Matt: Didn't you tell them you already had plans?

Josie: Well, yes, of course I did, but it was kind of an emergency and I couldn't say no. I'm sorry, Matt.

Matt: So am I.

Josie: But you go. You go and have a good time.

Matt: No, I am not going if you're not going to be there.

Josie: Matthew, come on. This is a Cory party. Everyone would be so disappointed if you weren't there. Besides -- besides, I want to hear all about it.

Matt: Josie, can't these people find someone else to baby-sit? Don't you have a friend you can recommend?

Josie: No, no, Matthew. I -- I have to do it. The kids know me. Um -- please don't be angry.

Matt: I just don't understand. Why tonight?

Josie: Call me tomorrow, ok? I want to hear all about it.

Iris: Oh, Adele the seamster has done an excellent job.

Adele: Oh, wonderful. I'll box it up for you and have it ready immediately. I'm so happy that you're pleased with it.

Iris: Are you all right?

Josie: I'm -- I'm fine, thanks.

Iris: Well, you don't look fine.

Josie: It's ok, really.

Iris: Is there anything I can do?

Josie: No, no. Thanks. It's just that, see, I was supposed to pick up my dress for tonight and now -- now I can’t.

Iris: Well, where were you going tonight?

Josie: I was going to -- to the snowflake ball. Have you heard of it?

Iris: Oh, yes, I've read about it in the papers.

Josie: And the worst thing is, is that I had to lie to my boyfriend.

Iris: Well, I mean, why did you have to lie to him? Couldn't you just tell him about the dress?

Josie: No, I couldn't tell him. I mean, he -- he'd just stay home, too.

Iris: What would be wrong with that?

Josie: His family is giving the party.

Iris: Matt Cory?

Josie: Matt -- you know Matthew?

Iris: Yes, I do.

Josie: Well, who are you?

Iris: Well, that doesn't matter now. What is important is that I know exactly what you need to do.

Jason: Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me, please, is that really how Sharlie is going to the ball?

Sharlene: Thank you, T.S. Frame.

Jason: Well, look, I know what John makes. What's he doing, dipping in the till?

Sharlene: John did not give this to me.

Jason: Well, where'd you get it, then?

Sharlene: Rachel. She loaned it to me.

Jason: You got that from Rachel? Rachel gave a Frame -- that's got to be a Christmas miracle.

Sharlene: Jase, she's trying.

Jason: Trying to what?

Sharlene: Mend fences.

Jason: Oh, come on, give me a break, would you?

Sharlene: Look, I don't want to discuss it. I am going to a society ball and I'm a nervous wreck. Should I wear this or not?

Jason: Hey, with your face, it doesn't matter what you wear.

Sharlene: You're --

Jason: You will be the most beautiful girl there. Trust me.

Sharlene: I hope john thinks so. He's -- he's only seen me in jeans and housedresses.

Jason: I'll call him, let him know what to expect.

Sharlene: Don't you --

Jason, don't you --

Jason: Look, just go and have a good time. You deserve it.

Sharlene: Thank you. And thank you for being happy for me.

Jason: Now, would you get upstairs and repair the damage before you scare him away? Now, come on!

Sharlene: Oh, stop.

Sam's voice: "When we heard that you represented the Sam Fowler painting at the gallery, we had no choice but to buy it, even though we'd never heard of the artist." It never stops with you, does it?

Amanda: All I did was have Michelle send a couple of form letters to my mother's contacts.

Sam: And you never even told me?

Amanda: I didn't even remember the Barrington’s were on the list.

Sam: You know, that was the one thing I had left -- that I had sold that painting, that someone thought I was good.

Amanda: They looked at the painting because of me. They bought it because of you.

Sam: That's your analysis of the situation, huh?

Amanda: Isn't it yours?

Sam: No! As a matter of fact, mine is a little bit different. I figured they'd do anything to suck up to your famous parents!

Amanda: That is not true.

Sam: I thought you really believed in me, Amanda.

Amanda: Don't you know that I do?

Sam: Then why didn't you just put my painting in the gallery? How come you had to go hunt somebody up to buy it?

Amanda: You just won't listen.

Sam: No, I won't! Not anymore, Amanda, because I've had it. You didn't know, did you? Not you, too? Oh, come on, Amanda, you got to tell me that you didn't know about this all along. Yeah, you're a big, dumb dog, ain't you?

Felicia: Hey, you two. You know, you haven't moved from this spot for almost over an hour?

Sam: All right, all right, I'm moving. Let me see how you look. Ok, come on. Let's see, let's get it up close.

Felicia: What do you think?

Sam: Let's see how you look.

Felicia: To die, huh?

Sam: You look fabulous.

Felicia: Thank you.

Sam: Come here.

Felicia: Daisy.

Sam: Come here, girl.

Felicia: Come here, baby doll.

Sam: Come here, come here.

Felicia: What do you think of the way Mama looks?

Sam: Come on, come here.

Felicia: Oh, you're afraid of me.

Mitch? Daisy's coming in there!

Mitch: Ok, I've got her. Come here, daisy.

[Mitch whistles]

Felicia: Master's voice, I guess.

Sam: Yeah. Well, you do. You look fabulous.

Felicia: Thank you.

Sam: So, have a good time, ok?

Felicia: Look, why don't you have a good time? Why don't you come with us? Come on.

Sam: No, I'll pass. Thanks.

Felicia: You know, Amanda is very upset, and yet she is going to be there.

Sam: Yeah, and that's another reason not to go.

Felicia: You -- you need to talk, the two of you.

Sam: Not tonight, Felicia.

Felicia: Honey, I'm on your side.

Sam: Oh, come on --

Felicia: You know that, don't you?

Sam: I do, all right?

Felicia: I know what it means when -- when somebody that you love really hurts you. I know how that hurts you.

Sam: Then maybe you can understand why I'm not going.

Felicia: I understand that you have much too much at stake to just walk away from this.

Sam: Look, I'm not walking away! Not yet.

Felicia: Sam, now, listen to me. You love Amanda and she loves you. You have a baby together -- you, Amanda, and Alli. Now, please, talk to Amanda. Come with us to this ball. Now, come on.

Ronnie: Ok, one more time -- deep cleansing breath. Inhale. Exhale. Good. Now, let's try the effluage while taking that breath. Right. Gently. Slowly. Excellent. Ok, class. I think we made some good progress today. It's a lot to digest in one hour, huh?

[Laughter]

Ronnie: Yeah, I like to try to get all the talking out of the way during the first class so we can concentrate our little tails off for the rest of the course.

[Laughter]

Ronnie: You can all sit up now -- slowly, please. You've been a terrific group. Now, listen, I want you all to work at home for at least 15 minutes a day. And believe me, I can tell when you haven't done your homework. So if you don't want to make a fool of yourself at the next class, get out your little stopwatches and practice. See you next week.

Woman: Bye-bye.

Men: Bye.

Woman: Thanks.

Vicky: Bye.

Jamie: Thank you, Ronnie.

Ronnie: I'm glad you could make it, Jamie.

Jamie: I'll see you later.

Ronnie: See you later.

Jamie: Let me help you. You got it?

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: All right. So, how do you feel?

Vicky: Great. You're not a bad coach.

Jamie: Oh, well. I'm glad I could help. Well, I -- I'll see you later, ok?

Vicky: Yeah. Oh, Jamie, wait.

Mary: When do you need to see her again?

Doctor: Well, I'd like to take those stitches out in a couple of days.

Mary: How about that? Can you come back here at the beginning of the week?

Pilara: Oh. Well, wait a minute -- you mean you're not going to admit me to the hospital?

Doctor: Well, there's really no reason to. Except for the cut, you're just fine.

Mary: Thank you, Dr. Shapiro.

Dr. Shapiro: Mm-hmm.

Mary: So, where are you going to go?

Pilara: Oh, I'll be ok. Ahem.

Mary: Where?

Pilara: I don't know.

Mary: I do.

Pilara: What?

Mary: I'm going to take you home with me.

Pilara: What?

Mary: You heard me.

Pilara: No, I don't -- I don't -- I don't think that's -- I don't think so.

Mary: Come on, let's go.

Pilara: Well, now, wait a minute. What's your husband going to say when you come dragging me in?

Mary: Probably "hello."

Pilara: I don't think this is a good idea.

Mary: I don't care what you think. I think I am going to put you in Cheryl’s room -- no, M.J.'s. It has better curtains.

Ronnie: What are you doing here?

Ruben: I'm in trouble. I need help.

Ronnie: No. I'm not going through this again.

Josie: I -- I don't know what to say.

Iris: Josie, you're going to look wonderful. I can't wait to see you in it.

Josie: Why are you doing this for me?

Iris: Because I like you.

Josie: You don't even know me.

Iris: Oh, come on. Haven't you ever liked someone the moment you met them?

Josie: I don't even know your name.

Iris: Listen, would you get a move on? I might have to put some pins in this thing or something.

Josie: I -- I can't believe I am actually wearing a Nicole Love gown.

Iris: Darling, this is not a Nicole Love gown. This is very, very special. Believe me, she couldn't design anything like this.

Josie: Oh. But I thought --

Iris: This is unique in all the world. Go on. You'd better get ready. I'll check on you later.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: Thank you, thank you.

Felicia: It's pretty, isn't it?

Mitch: Very nice.

Felicia: Do you like it? Hello. Oh, it looks so Christmassy. Listen, thanks for agreeing to come with me so early. I just want to make sure everything is exactly right.

Mitch: Yes, I know, I know.

Felicia: Would you take that? And I want to see everyone make a grand entrance, don't you? Of course you do.

Matt: Dad.

Felicia: Oh, Matt.

Matt: That is an outrageous dress you have there.

Felicia: I think he likes it. Does that mean that?

Matt: Yes.

Felicia: Yes, he likes it.

Matt: You look super.

Felicia: Thank you. You and your father -- you look like you're right out of a Fred Astaire movie. So, where's Josie?

Matt: Um -- she had something to do. She'll be here later.

Amanda: Mitch.

Felicia: Amanda.

Amanda: Is Sam coming?

Mitch: I don't think so.

Amanda: Oh. I was just hoping.

Mitch: I'm sorry.

Felicia: We tried our best.

Amanda: Thanks.

Felicia: Oh, Mitch.

Matt: Amanda, I'm sorry.

Amanda: Oh, I didn't even say hello to you.

Matt: I still can't believe this is going on with you and Sam.

Amanda: Yeah. I didn't even want to come here tonight.

Matt: Yeah, I know how you feel.

Amanda: Where's Josie?

Matt: Uh -- she had some babysitting to do. She'll be here later.

Amanda: Babysitting?

Matt: Yeah.

Amanda: Oh.

Iris: Well, hello, you two beautiful people.

Matt: Iris.

Iris: Hello, darling. I'm glad you could make it. Have you seen Rachel and daddy yet?

Matt: No, I haven’t.

Iris: Oh. They're not here, the party's about to begin, I have to change the Christmas tree, I'm not dressed, Evan hasn't arrived.

Amanda: Actually, I think Mom and Dad are going to be a little late.

Iris: Well, how late?

Amanda: I don't know. I know they have a lot of things to talk over. Oh, and Evan called. I was looking for you before to tell you.

Iris: Oh, and what's his excuse?

Amanda: He said there's a meeting running late.

Iris: Which takes precedence over escorting me to the ball? Well, I've gone alone before, I guess I'll do it again. I'd better get changed. I'll see you two later.

Matt: All right. Bye-bye. Ahem. Hey, you ok?

Amanda: I was just thinking about how Sam is always late and I get so annoyed. Not tonight. Tonight I would do anything if he was just late.

Matt: It's all right.

[Female announcer]

Vicky: So, you're really not that bad, you know that?

Jamie: Oh, come on. I wasn't all that great.

Vicky: Oh, come on. Don't be so modest.

Jamie: Here. Are you kidding? Didn't you see how much I was sweating in there?

Vicky: Oh, well, not -- not until you asked for the towel, no.

Jamie: Well, listen, I'm just really, really glad I could help out.

Vicky: Yeah, you know, I was thinking, "boy, I could do a lot worse in a Lamaze coach," you know? Did you see some of those bozos in there, that one guy who split his pants?

Jamie: That guy? Oh, he was so embarrassing! I know, it was great.

Vicky: And the guy, when they were passing around the uterus, and he looked at it like he was going to pass out?

Jamie: I know, I know! That was so funny.

Vicky: Oh, I wonder how he's going to do in the delivery room, you know?

Jamie: I know, I know.

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: That's funny.

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: Yeah. Well --

Vicky: You were the best one there, Jamie.

Jamie: Well, listen, you still didn't -- you still haven't told me what your decision is.

Vicky: I would like you to be at the rest of the classes. I think you'll be a wonderful coach.

Jamie: And an even better father. Hey.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: Are you ready to go that ball tonight?

Vicky: Oh, yeah -- like this?

Jamie: I think you look fantastic!

Vicky: Well, I'll look even more fantastic once I get changed, ok?

Jamie: I'll pick you up in a half an hour.

Vicky: Yeah, I'll see you then.

Sam: Amanda.

Amanda: Sam, you're here.

Sam: Yeah. We have to talk.

Amanda: I know.

Sam: Look, there's something important that we have to make a decision about tonight.

[Sleigh bells jingle]

Iris: Hello. That's very good. Hello, I'm so pleased you have come. Welcome. Good evening, Joseph. You look fine as the ice maiden. Look after everybody, now. Everybody is to have a good time. Everything all right?

Felicia: Boy, will you get a load of this?

[Applause]

Man: Mrs. Iris Cory Wheeler.

Iris: Ladies and gentlemen, let the snowflake ball begin!

[Applause]

["Silver Bells" plays]

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