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Another World Transcript Wednesday 11/24/04

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[Christmas music plays]

Cass: Mmm.

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: Nicole -- Nicole --

Nicole: What?

Cass: People might see us.

Nicole: Ooh. Isn't that exciting?

Cass: You are not to be trusted out here. Now, come on, let's go inside.

Nicole: All right.

Cass: If I can offer you my arm.

Nicole: Why, thank you.

[Knock on door]

Cass: Ahem.

[Sleigh bells]

Michael: Hold on.

Donna: Oh, my goodness. Oh, this is wonderful.

Michael: My dear, please, right this way.

Donna: Thank you, thank you.

Michael: Yes, indeed.

Donna: Look at all this.

Michael: This looks terrific. You did a wonderful job out here, may I say.

Donna: Oh, thank you, thank you. Ah. This way. Thank you.

Michael: Well, well. Look at this!

Felicia: Darling, the room looks so beautiful, doesn't it?

Mitch: What room?

Felicia: Ooh, you silver-tongued devil, you.

Man: Mr. and Mrs. Michael Hudson. Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson, your dance cards, please.

Donna: Thank you.

Michael: You did a great job.

Donna: Thank you. Look, everyone has assigned partners for all the dances. It was Iris' idea.

Michael: Oh, was it?

Donna: Mm-hmm. I think it's going to be a lot of fun. Who is your first dance with?

Michael: Iris.

Mac: Oh, thank you, darling. We must have taxied around that airport for, I don't know, an hour. I thought it'd drive me wild. Oh, Arnold Schwarzenegger was in the next seat. Did I tell you? Rachel?

Rachel: Schwarzenegger? Terrific. What's he like?

Mac: Well, I haven't any idea. Do you know he slept for the entire flight? The movie, the dinner -- everything. Isn't something lopsided?

Rachel: No, it's fine.

Mac: Well, it's starting to feel tight.

Rachel: It's fine.

Mac: Fine? Just fine? You don't think it's elegant, striking, dashing? Hmm?

Rachel: What?

Mac: Oh, please. Fine? Surely you can do better than "fine," a woman with as imposing a vocabulary as you've got.

Rachel: Your tie is lopsided.

Mac: Well, I just asked you that. Darling, you all right?

Rachel: No. I have something I have to tell you.

[Christmas music plays]

Amanda: A decision?

Sam: This is no good.

Amanda: I know.

Sam: Look, we've got a problem, and if we don't deal with it I donít see how we can go on.

[Music plays]

Man: Ms. Sharlene Watts and Mr. John Hudson. Madam.

Sharlene: Oh. What's this?

Man: Your dance card, ma'am.

Sharlene: A dance card?

John: A dance card, huh? They don't leave anything to chance at these shindigs, do they?

Sharlene: I haven't danced in years.

John: Well, with me, it's either a slow dance or no dance at all.

Sharlene: We have to dance with people that we don't even know.

John: Sharlene, look, you're not the only nervous one here.

Sharlene: Don't tell me you're nervous. Donít.

John: Well, no. Actually, I'm not nervous now, because I happen to be walking in with the most -- the most beautiful woman in town. Shall we?

Josie: It fits!

Iris: And you're just the girl to wear it.

Josie: Oh, I have never seen anything like it!

Iris: There is nothing like it.

Josie: You know, running into you was like a -- a miracle or something.

Iris: Oh, that wasn't a miracle. That was just good timing.

Josie: A little while ago, I wasn't going at all, and now --

Iris: You know, I remember my first ball. I remember coming down the stairs in my first long dress. Oh, Daddy was so proud.

Josie: You have been so kind to me -- and I still don't even know your name.

Iris: Just have a wonderful time.

Josie: Ok. I think I'm just about ready.

Iris: Oh, no, no, you have to make a grand entrance.

Josie: What do you mean?

Iris: When the music strikes after the first dance, that's when you walk out.

Josie: Oh, the music. Right. Oh, I think I'm getting butterflies!

Iris: All you have to do is believe in yourself.

Josie: That's all?

Iris: Mm-hmm. You'll be just wonderful. You'll be the belle of the ball. Tonight, all our dreams will come true.

Evan: Oh, excuse -- there you are.

Iris: I'll see you later. What is it?

Evan: Listen, I have arranged a photographic session with just you and the press, Bay Cityís most elegant hostess.

Iris: Uh-huh. Does the dress work?

Evan: Works? It's --

[Iris giggles]

Evan: Sensational.

Iris: Thank you. I want to look my very best for tonight.

Evan: For me?

Iris: Who else?

Mac: I was waiting for you to tell me. I could see it in your eyes. What is it, darling?

Rachel: The gallery opening was a complete disaster.

Mac: Well, that's not what you told me on the phone.

Rachel: I left some things out.

Mac: What are you talking about?

Rachel: There wouldn't have been a gallery opening if it wasn't for me.

Mac: What?

Rachel: Invested in the gallery.

Mac: When?

Rachel: This summer. Caroline came to me and she didn't have any money to be able to give Sam a showing, so I gave her the money.

Mac: Does Sam know about this?

Rachel: Oh, yes, Iris made sure of that.

Mac: Iris?

Rachel: Iris told him.

Mac: Well, why she do that?

Rachel: She says it was innocent. She says she thought he already knew.

Mac: Well, that could be true.

Rachel: Yeah, well, it doesn't matter because I made the mistake.

Mac: Well, how did Sam react?

Rachel: Oh, you know Sam. He threw his arms around me and expressed his gratitude.

Mac: Furious, eh?

Rachel: Devastated.

Mac: Oh, dear.

Rachel: There's more.

Mac: More?

Rachel: Amanda knew and she didn't tell Sam.

Mac: Why didn't she tell Sam?

Rachel: Because I told her not to.

Mac: I see.

Rachel: And Sam found out, and Samís moved out.

Rick: What a great house.

Julie Ann: Oh, you haven't even seen it yet.

Rick: Well, I know, but I mean the outside, the neighborhood.

Julie Ann: It's ok.

Rick: Ok? Are you kidding? It's terrific. I mean, big homes, nice yards.

Julie Ann: You seem surprised.

Rick: What?

Julie Ann: That I live in a decent neighborhood.

Rick: Oh, no, no, no, I'm just talking.

Julie Ann: I'm sorry.

Rick: Well, don't be. Hey, you look terrific.

Julie Ann: Rick, my parents.

Rick: I don't see them.

Julie Ann: No, but they're here somewhere.

Rick: Ok, ok, I'll be very proper, formal this evening.

Julie Ann: My dad will think you're the biggest phony that ever lived.

Rick: Oh, well, then in that case, I'll -- how's this -- "hey, you guys, what's for dinner? I'm starving."

Julie Ann: Much better.

Rick: What is for dinner? Something smells terrific.

Julie Ann: My dad's a cook. He's making his famous duck. Oh, Zack's not going to make it. He's held up in court.

Rick: That's too bad.

Julie Ann: He'll try and make it for dessert, though.

Rick: Mm-hmm.

Julie Ann: My parents are dying to meet you.

Man: Oh, I thought I heard the door. Hey. You look good enough to go to a ball.

Julie Ann: I hope so.

Man: This must be Rick.

Rick: Nice to meet you, Mr. Edwards.

Mr. Edwards: Yeah, this sounds like it's going to be some fantastic party, this snowflake ball.

Julie Ann: Well, it better be. I spent a lot of money on this dress to have a terrible time.

Mr. Edwards: Ruth, honey? Our guests have arrived.

Ruth: I'm coming.

Mr. Edwards: I hope you two are hungry.

Rick: Always.

Julie Ann: Oh, there she is. Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet Rick.

Ruth: Of course. Julie's told us so much about you.

Mr. Edwards: Yeah, we've been looking forward to meeting you, Rick.

Rick: Well, thank you. Me, too.

[Music plays]

Amanda: Sam, we belong together.

Sam: I know. I'm just having a hard time getting over this.

Amanda: One mistake?

Sam: You lied to me. All those months, you knew and you didn't tell me.

Amanda: I wanted you to have this show.

Sam: Great, so I'd be a success?

Amanda: I thought that was what you wanted.

Sam: Look, Amanda, I'm not like your family, ok? I don't network. I don't use people who I know to get what I want.

Amanda: Well, that was pretty horrible.

Sam: I didn't mean it to be. It's just -- look, we're so different.

Amanda: What does that matter?

Sam: Maybe that's why you did that, because --

Amanda: Because we're so different?

Sam: Yeah, right.

Amanda: Even though those differences didn't stop us from falling in love? They didn't stop us from having a wonderful daughter.

Sam: Things just aren't working out.

Amanda: What are you talking about? What things? You have me, you have Alli. We have a beautiful life. But you're right, you're right. Things aren't working out

Man: Dr. James Frame and Ms. Victoria Hudson.

Matthew: Excuse me. You two are late.

Vicky: Hi, Matt.

Jamie: Matthew, hi. We had a Lamaze class tonight.

Matthew: Oh.

Vicky: Well, you know, you should wear a tux all the time.

Matthew: Yeah, that would really go over big at school.

Jamie: Matthew, don't worry, it's still early. Josie could still show up.

Vicky: Yes, you're right.

Matthew: I hope so. None of this is much fun without her.

Jamie: Sounds like maybe you're getting serious.

Matthew: Maybe.

Jamie: How serious?

Matthew: I like her a lot.

Jamie: Well, that's good, because I think she's very good for you.

Vicky: Mm-hmm.

Matthew: Well, nobody's good for anybody unless they're together. See you later.

[Music stops]

Vicky: Ooh, smart brother you got there, you know?

Jamie: Hmm. Come on.

Man: Ladies and gentlemen, our snow princess, Ms. Josephine Watts.

[Applause]

[Waltz plays]

Matthew: I thought you weren't coming.

Josie: I thought so, too.

Matthew: You look so beautiful.

Josie: So do you. Uh, handsome, I mean.

Vicky: Oh!

Jamie: What?

Vicky: Lisa's on your dance card. First, as a matter of fact.

Jamie: I haven't seen her.

Vicky: I have. You know, she's right over there.

Man: Mr. Russell Collier and Ms. Lisa Grady.

Jamie: I wonder who made these out.

Vicky: Not me, obviously.

Jamie: Listen, I don't have to dance with her.

Vicky: No, no, you know, it doesn't matter. She's got you for one dance, and I've got you the rest of the night.

Jamie: Lisa.

Lisa: Jamie. This is my date, Russ Collier.

Jamie: James Frame.

Russ: Hi. Nice to meet you.

Lisa: Jamie and I are old friends.

Jamie: I believe this is our dance.

Lisa: It is?

Jamie: That's what it says on my card.

Lisa: So it does. What do you know, it says it on mine, too. Well, we don't have to pay attention to --

Jamie: Oh, but I would hate to have these cards go to waste.

Lisa: No, we can't have that. Would you excuse me?

Russ: Sure.

[Waltz plays]

Nicole: Nice party, huh?

Cass: Mm-hmm.

Nicole: Nicole to Cass. Come in, Cass.

Cass: Hi.

Nicole: Hello.

Cass: I was just thinking about your fur coat.

Nicole: My fur coat?

Cass: Yeah. It would fit perfectly in front of the fireplace.

Nicole: What are you talking about?

Cass: You and me and your fur coat.

Nicole: Hmm.

Cass: A roaring fire.

Nicole: Oh.

Cass: Some dog.

Nicole: Why didn't I think of that?

Cass: You don't have to. You have me.

Nicole: Oh.

Cass: Mmm.

Felicia: Hello?

Cass: Oh, hi. Hi.

Felicia: Sorry.

Cass: No, we were just discussing the budget deficit.

Felicia: Oh, really?

Cass: Do I have any lipstick on me?

Felicia: Yes, you do.

Nicole: Sit down.

Felicia: Thank you. Boy, what do you think? This is not your run-of-the-mill Christmas bash, would you say?

Cass: Whoa.

Nicole: You did a wonderful job.

Felicia: No, no, this is not me. This is all Iris. She has a fanatic eye for detail.

Nicole: Oh.

Felicia: I just hope I did the right thing.

Nicole: About what?

Felicia: Oh, I've approved this series that Iris wants to do on me in "Brava" magazine.

Nicole: Oh.

Cass: Are we going to get the whole story, Felicia, unexpurgated?

Felicia: Well, you know, with Iris' celebrated eye for detail --

Cass: You'll come out smelling like a rose.

Felicia: Yeah. Anyway, who cares? I mean, it's just another look at the past, and right now, tonight, all I care about is the future. Right?

Nicole: Me, too.

Mitch: You know, I think we're missing something here. How about would you like to help me get some eggnog?

Felicia: Oh, good. All right.

Cass: Oh, sure. Excuse us.

Nicole: So will it be a photo layout, this article?

Felicia: Yes, well, they say that it will be.

Nicole: Well, would you like for me to design some outfits for you?

Felicia: Oh, honey, I would love that. You don't have to ask me that. You know that.

Nicole: Well, then I can start to work on them tomorrow.

Felicia: All right.

Nicole: And while I'm at it, I could start designing a new dress for you for our wedding.

Felicia: Oh, Nicole, you and Cass are going to get married?

Nicole: Not yet, but we're working on it.

Felicia: Oh, that's wonderful, honey.

Nicole: Mm-hmm.

Mitch: You know, I was thinking about doing something for Felicia.

Cass: Oh, for Christmas, yeah. Let me see.

Mitch: Well, actually, I know what it is. I'd like to get Noah to come here.

Cass: Noah's her stepfather.

Mitch: I would like to go to Boston, explain some things to him, convince him to come here.

Cass: Mitch, are you sure this is such a good idea? I mean, this guy is personally responsible for one of the most miserable episodes in her entire life.

Mitch: Yes, I know, and that's why I want to do it. I want to help her get over it, I mean really over it.

Cass: And you think the only way she can accomplish that is by talking to Noah?

Mitch: You heard her talking about the article. It still bothers her.

Cass: Well, it could work, I guess.

Mitch: So will you come with me?

Cass: Where?

Mitch: To see Noah.

Cass: In Boston?

Mitch: Look, the only thing I can do is go there and try and persuade him, if you're there to back me up.

Cass: I don't know about this, Mitch.

Mitch: It could really help her.

Cass: Or it could hurt her all over again.

Donna: Sharlene.

Sharlene: Hello.

Donna: Hello. Isn't this just the loveliest ball?

Sharlene: Yes, it is. It's lovely.

Donna: Yes. Anyone who is anyone is here tonight. You know, these functions can be so very important.

Sharlene: Well, I hope we raise enough money for the hospice.

Donna: I meant important for you.

Sharlene: Me?

Donna: Yes, and John. You know, I understand you two are seeing each other.

Sharlene: We are together tonight.

Donna: Right, right. Well, I'm sure you're aware, then, that his business is hanging in the balance. And it's very important if he wants to make a go of it that you learn how to function at these affairs, you know, see to it that he moves around in the right circles.

Sharlene: Donna, he's as good a builder as you'll find.

Donna: Well, I know that and you know that. It's just up to you to convince Bay City society that he is. Oh.

Rachel: Say something.

Mac: You know how I feel.

Rachel: Well, maybe I need to hear you say it.

Mac: You made a big mistake.

Rachel: You don't understand a parent wanting to help their children succeed?

Mac: I don't understand why you didn't tell me about it when you did it.

Rachel: Because I didn't want you to argue me out of it.

Mac: Well, you shouldn't have taken the chance, I don't think.

Rachel: I just wanted to try and make them happy.

Mac: It's not your responsibility to make them happy, Rachel. They're adults. I just think you went too far.

Rachel: Probably.

[Rachel sighs]

Rachel: I was hoping this would go differently.

Mac: What did you expect?

Rachel: For you to understand, for you to remember the lengths to which you went to protect Iris.

Mac: I never did anything like this with Iris.

Rachel: You never, never interfered for her? Never tried to smooth ruffled feathers, garner forgiveness?

Mac: I think we're getting a little off the subject.

Rachel: The subject is children and parents trying to make life a little bit easier for them.

Mac: There is one big difference -- Iris always asked me for my help. You did something that you knew Sam wouldn't want you to do.

Rachel: I know that. I made a mistake. Now I guess I'm asking for you to help me remedy it and to forgive me.

[Music plays]

Donna: Oh.

Iris: Michael, I believe this is our dance.

Donna: Oh. Hmm?

Michael: I guess it is, yes. Excuse me.

Donna: Mm-hmm.

Iris: I've waited a long time for this moment.

Michael: Iris, let's get one thing straight --

Iris: Hold me closer, please?

Michael: What we had was a long time ago.

Iris: When I look into your eyes, it seems as if it was yesterday.

Michael: What do you want?

Iris: To dance.

Michael: No games, Iris. What do you want from me?

Iris: For now, just being in your arms is enough.

Michael: Iris, I am married.

Iris: I noticed.

Michael: You and Donna have become friends.

Iris: Do you think that will stop me?

Michael: I can't believe you said that.

Iris: I've never let anything stop me before. Why should it now? What do I want? I want to get back what is mine.

[Music plays]

Mitch: That's a nice tux you have on there.

Sam: Yeah, well, those jerks in there look at me like I'm some sort of -- ah --

Mitch: Whoa, whoa, whoa, and a nice Christmas spirit to go along with it.

Sam: Yeah, well, it was just a dumb move, me coming here, Mitch.

Mitch: Didn't I see you talking with Amanda?

Sam: Yeah, I tried to talk, but she doesnít listen.

Mitch: Did you say the right things?

Sam: Mitch, I came here to try to patch things up.

Mitch: You know, sometimes it's even better to listen than it is to talk.

Sam: Great. I need philosophy right now, Mitch.

Mitch: Look, it just happens to be the Christmastime. You know, you could patch things up, time to forgive and forget.

Sam: Wait a second. What the hell happened to you? Where's the Mitch Blake cynicism that we all love?

Mitch: It's easy to be a cynic. It's too easy.

Sam: What happened to you?

Mitch: Felicia.

Evan: Now, "Brava" gets off the mark with its next two issues, I've got a couple ideas that's going to blow this whole magazine market wide open for us.

Amanda: Evan, you know what I think?

Evan: What?

Amanda: I think you're a workaholic. I mean, to you, life is work and work is life.

Evan: How's things going with you and Sam? You know, it's really interesting, something about the two of you.

Amanda: What is?

Evan: That you're even together, I mean, that you even got married in the first place. I mean, if you don't mind me saying, you two are kind of an unlikely couple.

Amanda: I do mind you saying it.

Evan: No, see, I got this theory -- I think the baby was an accident.

Amanda: Why don't you take your theory --?

Evan: Oh, come on, Amanda. Nobody's blaming you. These things happen.

Amanda: For your information, I am very happy with my life. I love it.

Evan: You don't have to be defensive with me.

Amanda: Where do you get off talking to me like this?

Evan: We're friends. Friends should be able to talk.

Amanda: Is that so?

Evan: See, if I was married, I would probably be having the same kind of problems you're having right now.

Amanda: An argument is not problems.

Evan: You know, Amanda, you're a lot like I am. You're ambitious, and I don't think you're going to last too long living in your little artist garret.

Amanda: You don't know what you're talking about. You don't know me and you don't know what I want.

Rick: What a great meal, Mr. Edwards.

Mr. Edwards: Well, I thought the sauce was a little salty.

Ruth: Oh, he's always so critical of his own cooking. It was perfect, Al.

Julie Ann: It was, Daddy.

Rick: Excellent.

Ruth: Superb. A culinary delight. A meal to be remembered. Is that enough?

Al: Well, I feel better now.

Ruth: Good. Now I can clear up.

Julie Ann: Oh --

Ruth: No, darling, just sit and relax.

Julie Ann: Ok.

Al: So, where you from, Rick?

Rick: Oh, well, actually, I was born in Chicago. So were my parents.

Al: No kidding. You know, Ruth and I lived in Chicago, too, before the kids were born.

Rick: Oh, really? We lived in Evanston.

Al: Yeah, well, we were on the south side, Hyde Park.

Rick: Oh, there's some really nice areas there, I've heard.

Al: Not as nice as Evanston.

Rick: Were you at the University of Chicago?

Al: No, I wasnít.

Ruth: Ah, here's a pecan pie --

Julie Ann: Um, Ric --

Ruth: If anyone's interested.

Julie Ann: No, actually, I think we'd better get going, Mom.

Al: Well, how did you meet my daughter, Rick?

Julie Ann: I told you, Daddy, it was this summer. He came to the office a lot.

Rick: Yeah, I kept seeing Julie Ann, and she's so pretty and nice.

Al: Well, I'm glad you think so. You know, she's our baby and we want the best for her.

Rick: Well, if you're trying to get to the fact that I'm not --

Julie Ann: Rick, Rick, I think we'd better be going. You know, we don't want to miss that snowflake ball.

Rick: Yeah, I guess you're right.

Al: Yeah, well, it's been a pleasure having you.

Rick: Well, it's been great. I hate to eat and run.

Ruth: Oh, it's all right. Julie does it all the time.

Julie Ann: Dad, it was a terrific dinner.

Al: Oh, oh, hold it just a minute before you put on your coats.

Julie Ann: Where are you going?

Ruth: Where do you think he's going? To get the camera. He tapes everything.

Al: Ok, now, Julie, that's it. Now, smile, smile! Ok, Rick, get a little closer to Julie ann. Mm-hmm. Now -- good, good. Now, tell us where you're going.

Julie Ann: [Affected accent] Oh, we are going to the snowflake ball, and we are ever so excited, aren't we, Rick?

Rick: Yeah, we can't wait.

Al: Ok, now, wave goodbye. Wave goodbye.

Julie Ann: Bye, Daddy. Bye, Mommy. It was a terrific dinner.

Al: Well, now, go on, get your coats, get your coats.

Julie Ann: [Normal voice] Dad, don't you have enough?

Ruth: And have a good time, you two. Go on.

Al: But I want to tape the two of you leaving! Now, just humor your father for a few minutes, ok?

Ruth: Go, go, go.

Julie Ann: Dad, you have enough.

Ruth: All right, have a good time.

Julie Ann: I'm sure we will.

Rick: Thank you.

Julie Ann: We'll have a fantastic time.

Rick: Yeah, fantastic.

[Music plays]

Man: Mr. and Mrs. Mackenzie Cory.

[Applause]

Iris: Daddy! Where have you been? I've been just dying to dance with you.

Mac: Is Amanda here yet?

Iris: Oh, yes, she's somewhere around. Come on, let's dance.

Mac: No, darling, I've got to speak to Amanda first. There she is.

Iris: Well.

Rachel: "Well" what, Iris?

Iris: Well, you don't exactly look like the enthusiastic hostess, Rachel.

Rachel: Well, I'm not particularly in the party mood, Iris. Consider yourself warned.

Amanda: Oh, Daddy.

Mac: I know, I know, darling, but it's going to be all right.

Amanda: How? What am I going to do?

Mac: Just be you. Sam will come around, Amanda.

Amanda: He's so -- so hurt and so angry.

Mac: Now, listen to me, we've always encouraged you to stand up for what you believed.

Amanda: I don't know what I believe anymore.

Mac: Yes, you do. Of course you do, darling. You're a strong woman. Use your instincts, Amanda.

Amanda: My instincts tell me to find Sam and tell him I'm sorry.

Mac: Good. Then do that, darling.

Amanda: I've done that. And every time I try, I just get angry and end up walking away from him.

Mac: Amanda, just don't give up, all right? You're going to make it right. I know you are, darling. I know you are.

Jamie: So Sam is still staying over at Mitchís?

Rachel: Yes. Have you had a chance to talk to Amanda yet?

Jamie: No, I've been -- I've been busy.

Rachel: It still hurts, doesn't it?

Jamie: I'll get used to it. I have to.

Vicky: Oh! Oh. Hi, Santa.

Man: Hello, pretty lady.

Vicky: You're a little early, aren't you?

Man: No, not for taking orders.

Vicky: Oh.

Man: What do you wish Santa to bring you this Christmas?

Vicky: Um, I want him. Right there -- him, that guy, that's all.

Man: I don't understand. It seems to me if you want him, all you have to do is go over there and your wish will be granted.

Vicky: Yeah, well, sometimes you're so close, yet so far away.

Man: Ah, Christmas is a magic time, if you wish to be close to him.

Vicky: Oh, yes, I do. That's all I want. So if you wouldn't mind just taking him down my chimney, I -- I would love that for Christmas.

[Music plays]

Sharlene: I have never seen anyone look more beautiful.

Josie: Oh, it's just the dress.

Sharlene: Wherever did you get it?

Josie: Oh, Mama, if I told you, you wouldn't even believe it.

Sharlene: There is one thing missing, though.

Josie: There is?

Sharlene: Mm-hmm. This.

Josie: Mrs. Cory's necklace?

Sharlene: You are the princess tonight. You wear the jewels.

Josie: But, Mama, they look so pretty on you.

Sharlene: I know, but, sweetheart, this stuff never was right on me. But on you, it'll look just the way it should, ok? Oh, my baby, I am so proud.

Josie: How's it look?

Sharlene: It looks perfect. If you don't believe me, you go ask Matthew.

Sharlene: I'm sorry.

Woman: Really.

John: Hi.

Sharlene: Hi.

John: Eggnog?

Sharlene: Thank you.

John: Thank you. Thank you for coming here with me tonight.

Sharlene: Oh, John --

John: No. To you.

Sharlene: Oh, John, I'm so sorry.

John: It's all right, it's all right. No harm, no harm. It's all right.

Sharlene: No, I knew I was going to do something dumb like this.

John: It's nothing. It's nothing.

Sharlene: John, I was never very good at parties like this.

John: Oh, come on, Sharlene.

Sharlene: No, John, you should've come here with someone who's used to going out --

John: Sharlene --

Sharlene: With people.

John: I am here with the person I want to be with.

Sharlene: I'm sorry, John. I can't stay here.

John: Why? What --

Sharlene: I'll call a taxi, all right? I just -- I can't stay here any longer.

John: Sharlene Ė

Julie Ann: Oh, isn't this beautiful? Do you want to dance?

Rick: What?

Julie Ann: Dance. Would you like to dance?

Rick: You know, I think I'd just rather sit this one out.

Amanda: Sam, don't go.

Sam: Look, we'll talk tomorrow.

Amanda: No, I have something I want to say to you.

Sam: All right, what is it? In the open tonight, and I think you're right.

Sam: That's all you had to say?

Amanda: No. I'm sorry.

Sam: And that's it?

Amanda: What else can I say? I can't take back the night at the gallery. I'd love to, but it's over!

Sam: Not for me.

Amanda: Well, maybe you don't want it to be over. Maybe you're trying to make as big a deal out of this as you can.

Sam: Because it is a big deal.

Amanda: Bigger than our love for each other, than our marriage?

Sam: What kind of question is that?

Amanda: It's a good one, I think. Sam, look, if we're going to work this out, we have to learn how to make compromises.

Sam: "We"?

Amanda: You think there's nothing that bothers me? You think I walk around with my head up in the clouds all the time?

Sam: Ok, ok. What bothers you?

Amanda: I don't like the way you and Caroline work so closely together.

Sam: Please! Come on!

Amanda: I donít. It makes me feel left out. But I don't make a big issue out of it because I know it's important to you. Can't you do that for me? Can't you give a little?

Sam: I don't honestly know.

Amanda: Well, if you don't know about something like that, then maybe this marriage is over.

Donna: I'm having a wonderful time. Oh.

Iris: Donna, would you excuse me for interrupting?

Donna: Oh, no, that's quite all right. You're not.

Iris: Jennifer Bride, you know, from the society pages? She'd love to take your photograph.

Donna: Really? Well --

Iris: Do you mind?

Donna: Well, I'm very flattered! No, I wouldn't mind at all.

Iris: She's in the other room with the bar, with a photographer.

Donna: All right, all right. I'll be right back, and you don't go away.

Michael: I will be right here.

Donna: All right.

Michael: I don't much care for your tactics, Iris.

Iris: Nor I for yours. You know I still have the ring?

[Car starts and leaves]

John: Hi. You -- you want to start over? I think a party like this -- well, it would suit us a lot better. Don't you think?

Russ: Is anybody looking?

Lisa: What?

Russ: I don't want to embarrass you.

Lisa: How?

Russ: By doing this. I get the feeling that wasn't such a good idea.

Lisa: Um -- I'm sorry.

Russ: Is there a -- is there a problem?

Jamie: So why the big smile?

Vicky: I've made a decision.

Jamie: Ok, really?

Lisa: I've come to a decision.

Russ: What kind of decision?

Lisa: In fact, I've just made it tonight. Russ, I'm going to be very honest with you. The man I love is at this party.

Russ: I didn't know that.

Lisa: I know you didnít. We've been trying to live apart.

Russ: And you can't?

Vicky: I've begun to realize how lucky I am to have you in my life.

Jamie: Well, it's about time.

Vicky: I'm serious, Jamie.

Lisa: He asked someone else to marry him and she said no. So I want to try to get him back.

Russ: I see.

Lisa: I'm sorry.

Russ: Well -- ahem -- I guess I understand.

Lisa: Thank you. Wish me luck?

Russ: Sure.

Jamie: Vicky, listen, I don't think this is the time or the place to discuss our situation.

Vicky: I don't want to have a discussion. I just want you to know that I know you don't love me yet --

Jamie: Vicky, I really don't think this is --

Vicky: Listen, this isn't a discussion, remember? Now, where was I?

Jamie: You don't think that I -- you know that I don't --

Vicky: Don't love me right now.

Jamie: Yeah.

Lisa: Excuse me. Excuse me.

Vicky: But I know you will.

Lisa: Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Woman: Hi, Lisa.

Lisa: Hi.

Woman: You look so pretty.

Lisa: Oh, thank you. Thank you. It's a wonderful party. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Vicky: I know it as sure as I know that I'm carrying your child.

Jamie: So?

Jamie: It's fantastic! Is it fantastic or what?

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