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Another World Transcript Monday 12/6/04

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[Humming]

[Classical music plays]

Evan: Oh, good morning.

Iris: Well, Mozart, linen napkins. What's all this for? Do you normally eat breakfast like this?

Evan: No, usually I have a bagel while I read "The Wall Street Journal."

Iris: Then why all this?

Evan: You never spent the night before.

Iris: Oh, I see.

Evan: I just figure this is the way they do it at the Cory house.

Iris: You don't have to re-create everything they do in the Cory house. You want some coffee?

Evan: Oh, sure. You looked a little lost when you showed up last night.

Iris: Well, it's all those one-way streets. I couldn't find my way.

Evan: Put this down. Iris, why did you do it? Why did you stay last night? I mean, what was so different about last night?

Amanda: Sam? Sam?

Sam: What?

Amanda: Why didn't you wake me up?

Sam: No need to. We're doing fine.

Amanda: Oh, cutie, I'm sorry, are you hungry?

Sam: No, I hope not. She's had a whole mashed banana and two bowls of that--ew--wallpaper paste.

Amanda: It's baby cereal.

Sam: Well, whatever. She had two bowls and she wolfed it down. By the way, she's been changed twice.

Amanda: Oh, have I told you you are the perfect man?

Sam: That's true. I knew that.

Amanda: Sam, you're painting!

Sam: Yeah, I'm glad you noticed.

Amanda: I'm so happy. What are you doing?

Sam: Covering it up.

Amanda: Why can't I look at it?

Sam: Because I said so.

Amanda: All right, what are you up to?

Sam: So, are you going to make me breakfast or am I going to have to do that one, too, hmm?

Jamie: Excuse me. Lisa. Hi.

Lisa: Hi, Jamie.

Jamie: It was--it was great to see you on Christmas Eve.

Lisa: Thanks. It was great to see you, too.

Jamie: I know it was kind of difficult.

Lisa: No, it was ok. In fact, it was a lot easier than I thought it would be.

Jamie: Well, good, I'm glad. What are you doing here?

Lisa: Oh, well, I have the morning off, so I thought I'd visit Marley.

Jamie: That's really nice. I know she could use a visit from a friend. As a matter of fact, so could I.

Vicky: Hi. Hi, Lisa.

Lisa: Hi, Vicky.

Vicky: You know, you looked really great on Christmas Eve. I didn't have a chance to talk to you and tell you.

Lisa: Why would we want to talk?

Vicky: Well--

Lisa: You know, Vicky, I've accepted what's happened. That doesn't mean I like you.

Vicky: Well, I guess she told me, huh?

Jamie: Yeah, well, you can't expect to be best friends.

Vicky: I know. I'm just trying to be nice.

Jamie: What are you doing here, Vicky?

Vicky: Ah. Well, I--I brought you this.

Jamie: What? You decided to dismantle your tree?

Vicky: No, no, just this one, see, because I couldn't find an olive branch and that's what they used to give each other in the old days, you know, when they wanted to make peace.

Jamie: But we're not at war.

Vicky: Yeah, well, I just know you're angry with me for getting the house.

Jamie: Does that surprise you?

Vicky: You know, Bridget should be here for this conversation.

Jamie: Why?

Vicky: Because whenever--when she found out, she said, "oh, lassie, Dr. Frame is going to be mad about this."

Jamie: Dr. Frame is.

Vicky: It's a great house.

Jamie: I'm really glad to hear that because apparently we are stuck with it.

Vicky: Jamie, that's the point. I don't want you to feel like you're stuck with anything.

Jamie: Vicky, I don't feel that way. I said I wanted you to be my wife. What that means is that I--I want us to do things together.

Vicky: Do you understand that I was only trying to make you happy?

Jamie: Buying a house without consulting me does not make me happy.

Vicky: Sorry.

Jamie: Listen, I've got to finish my rounds.

Vicky: You know what, Jamie? It's not just a house, it's a home. Something I've wanted all my life.

Jamie: I know.

Vicky: Wait. Now, will you just maybe look at it?

Jamie: I don't have much time right now.

Vicky: Well, I don't care when you do it. If you hate it, I promise I'll tear up every bit of the contract and they'll never see it. I swear.

[Vicky laughs]

Marley: Well, how is everything at home?

Mary: Lonely without you there.

Marley: Oh, thank you. Well, I'll be back as soon as I can be. Isn't Pilara there to take my place for the time being?

Mary: No, uh-uh.

Marley: She left already?

Mary: Yeah, before Christmas.

Marley: Is she coming back?

Mary: No, not until we straighten something out.

Marley: What happened?

Mary: Oh, nothing for you to worry about. I want you to concentrate on getting well enough to get sprung from here.

Marley: Oh, I am. Believe me, I want to be home.

Lisa: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were here, Mary.

Mary: I'm not. Well, I mean, I am, but I'm leaving.

Lisa: Oh.

Marley: Hi, Lisa.

Lisa: Hi. Don't leave on my account.

Mary: I'm not. I mean, I have to work. That's what I do here, I work. You, get better and come home.

Marley: Oh, as soon as I can. Thank you for coming.

Mary: Bye.

Marley: Bye. Hi.

Lisa: Hi. How are you?

Marley: I have some cramping, but other than that I'm doing ok.

Lisa: Well, have you heard anything?

Marley: Well, this Dr. Jansen is a man of few words, and it drives me crazy.

Lisa: It must be so hard to wait.

Marley: It is. But don't worry, I am not going to ask you for any more psychic predictions.

Lisa: I didn't mind that. I--I just wish I could have done something.

Marley: I understand that it's difficult to look at me without thinking of Vicky and Jamie.

Lisa: Well, there isn't much that doesn't remind me of them, at least right now.

Marley: It must have been very difficult to hear about the engagement. Must have been painful.

Lisa: Actually, it helped.

Marley: It did?

Lisa: It made me realize I have to get on with my own life. I've been doing things that I've been putting off for a long time.

Marley: Cleaning out closets?

Lisa: Yeah, that and looking for a new job.

Marley: Really? I thought you liked the police department.

Lisa: Yeah, I have liked it, but I've been doing public relations and I really want to work more directly with the law.

Marley: So what are you going to do?

Lisa: Well, I have an interview today with Cass Winthrop. He has an opening for a paralegal.

Marley: That's terrific.

Lisa: I think so, too. And I don't know, maybe if I like it, I'll try to take the law boards and maybe go to law school.

Marley: Well, if anybody could do it, you can.

Lisa: Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Marley: Well, I know this year is going to be great for both of us. You're going to have a new career, and I might be able to have a baby.

Iris: I'll be out of the office all morning, so I'll meet you at the hospital at, say, 11:30 and then we'll go on to Zack Edwards' office.

Evan: You're still avoiding my question.

Iris: Look, I just felt like it. Is that all right? I mean, if I was in your way--

Evan: No, that is not what I meant.

Iris: This discussion isn't getting us anywhere.

Evan: Come on, you made it very clear that we had some type of business arrangement and anything that was on the side, well, it was just part of that arrangement.

Iris: Did I sound that cold?

Evan: And then last night, everything was different.

Iris: Different?

Evan: You see, you needed me. And I like that.

Iris: Does that mean you're going to take some sort of advantage of me?

Evan: No, no, it just means that--I like taking care of you for a change. I'm just glad that I was here. I'm so glad you stayed.

Iris: You're so sweet and so charming.

Evan: I can be more than that.

Iris: But you should keep your magic for Amanda. Now, let's have breakfast. We don't want this sumptuous feast to get cold.

Amanda: And don't keep her out too long, Mrs. Martin. It's cold outside. So, you're not going to let me look at this painting, huh?

Sam: If you touch that easel, I'll break your arm.

Amanda: Ok. Then I'm not going to tell you what I'm doing my new article on.

Sam: That's fine.

Amanda: Don't you want to know?

Sam: No, not if you don't want to tell me.

Amanda: Come on, Sam, stop driving me crazy. You know I want to tell you. I'm doing an article on the new video dating service.

Sam: I think I knew that.

Amanda: Well, yeah, but see, look--listen to what I found out. Some of them are legitimate, and some of them arenít. These other ones will just prey on lonely people. They take their money, and they just give them all false hope.

Sam: That stinks.

Amanda: I know. That's why I signed up for one.

Sam: What?

Amanda: There's a lady that runs this whole thing. Her name is Aunty Rose--if you can believe that, to start with. She thinks I'm a customer.

Sam: I don't like this. I'm not sure I like this at all.

Amanda: Sam, come on, if she knew I was a reporter, then she would just give me the party line. This is the only way I can get a good story.

Sam: So what are you telling me, somebody is going to call you up, some jerk is going to call you up and you're going to go out on a date with him?

Amanda: Well, yeah, probably.

Sam: Amanda--

Amanda: Sam, I can handle myself. Nothing is going to happen.

Sam: Wait a second. Wait a second. All right, what if this Aunty Rose person is not legit? What happens if she sets you up on a date with some sicko? Come on, how do they screen these people, hon?

Amanda: I'm not going to go up to anybody's apartment. I'll stay out in the public.

Sam: Amanda, do you remember what happened with Drew?

Amanda: Yes, this is different.

Sam: I don't like this.

Amanda: I'll probably only go out--I'll go out with one, maybe two guys.

Sam: One, maybe two guys-- great.

Amanda: Sam, I have to do something. I have to do this to prove to my father that I'm good.

Sam: You're going to do this, aren't you? You're going to do this no matter what I say.

Amanda: I have to. Sam, I'll be very careful, I promise. I'll be so careful when I'm looking at these tapes, and I'm not going to accept anybody that's drooling.

Sam: That's not funny.

Amanda: I'm sorry.

Sam: Come on, Amanda, look. You're taking on too much here. You've already got that article that you're working on on Felicia.

Amanda: I don't complain about you painting too much. I don't demand to see things that you don't want me to see.

Sam: This is a little different. Look, I've got a meeting in 20 minutes.

Amanda: What kind of meeting?

Sam: Something that Caroline set up.

Amanda: All right, well, go ahead.

Sam: Well, look, this conversation is not quite over yet.

Amanda: I'll be fine, Sam. I want to be as successful in my career as you are in yours.

Sam: Hey, I don't think you'll be able to get this article anyway.

Amanda: Why not?

Sam: Because you're going to blow your cover.

Amanda: I am not.

Sam: Come on, Amanda, if this Aunty Rose person has any brains at all, she's going to look at you and realize that you're not the type of girl who stays home on a Saturday night.

Amanda: Get out of here.

Sam: See you.

[Knock on door]

Amanda: Oh. Evan.

Evan: Hi. May I come in?

Amanda: Sure, yeah. I'm just cleaning up a little.

Evan: Iris thought you'd have your outline of the Felicia profile this morning.

Amanda: This morning?

Evan: Yeah, so I just told her I would save you the trouble of calling a messenger.

Amanda: I don't have it.

Evan: Wasn't the deadline today?

Amanda: Well, I didn't think it was serious.

Evan: Oh, it's serious. What do you have? Can I take her some notes or something?

Amanda: No, nothing that you would understand.

Evan: Ok, so when can I tell her you'll bring it in?

Amanda: I don't know. I'll try to work on it today.

Evan: Does that mean it'll be ready first thing in the morning?

Amanda: I don't know, Evan. I will try. I am not a machine. Sorry. Look, I guess--I guess it's just the holidays or something.

Evan: Is it Sam?

Amanda: No. No. I've been working on this video match article.

Evan: Why don't I just have Iris take you off of that.

Amanda: No.

Evan: That's small potatoes. This Felicia thing is big.

Amanda: No, this is going to be a big thing. I don't want somebody else having my byline.

[Phone rings] Excuse me. Hello? Yes, it is. You've seen my tape? Sure, I'd like to go on a date with you. No, I don't think it would be possible this afternoon. I see. All right, well, this afternoon it is. What do you want to do? Ice skating? All right. Ok, I'll tell you what. How about this? I'll meet you at the pond by the old mill. Ok. At noon. All right, great. I'll see you then. Me, too. Bye. Well, it looks like I have a date.

Evan: Aunty Rose will be happy.

Amanda: I guess I'd better look for my ice skates.

Evan: It's a good thing Sam wasn't here.

Amanda: He knows what I'm doing.

Evan: Does he object?

Amanda: No. As long as I don't have to go out with a weirdo or something. This guy seems perfectly fine. We're going ice skating in the middle of the afternoon. What's going to happen?

Ronnie: You bought me breakfast. You didn't have to walk me to work.

Zack: It's my pleasure. So, you still worried about your brother?

Ronnie: I can't seem to get through to Ruben. He was in trouble again.

Zack: What did you do?

Ronnie: I lectured him, like I always do. It went right over his head, but...

[Sighs] You know, at times like this I really miss my dad. Ruben needs a much firmer hand than I've got.

Zack: I didn't think there was a firmer hand than you've got.

Ronnie: You know what I mean.

Zack: Yeah, that kid's in for a rough road if he doesn't get the message.

Ronnie: Well, he's not a bad kid, Zack, he just hasn't had a break. I mean, he could be something if he really wanted to.

Zack: Yeah, if he wanted to.

Ronnie: Will you talk to him?

Zack: Me?

Ronnie: Why not? Look what you've done. I mean, working your way through law school. Even Ruben would have to respect somebody like you.

Zack: Let me think about it.

Ronnie: Ok.

Zack: Look, I got to get to the office, ok?

Ronnie: Thanks again for breakfast.

Zack: Anytime. I'll see you.

Ronnie: Ruben. I was just talking about you. Hi, Pilara.

Ruben: Talking about me to who?

Ronnie: What are you doing here?

Ruben: Pilara had to see a doctor, get some stitches out. I just came along for the ride.

Ronnie: Could I talk to you for a minute alone?

Ruben: Is that all right, babe?

Pilara: Sure.

Ronnie: You didn't come for Christmas.

Ruben: Couldn't make it.

Ronnie: Why?

Ruben: I had other plans.

Ronnie: Well, I'm sorry you didnít. A friend of mine dropped by. I wanted you to meet him.

Ruben: What friend?

Ronnie: Zack Edwards. That's who I was just talking about you to.

Ruben: Yeah, I bet you want me to meet him, right? "Hi, this is my brother, the criminal."

Ronnie: You could learn a lot from him, Ruben.

Ruben: Like what?

Ronnie: Like how to make something of yourself, like how to become something besides a bum.

Ruben: I ain't no bum, Ronnie.

Ronnie: No? Prove it.

Ruben: How?

Ronnie: Talk to Zack.

Ruben: All right, fine, I'll talk to anybody you want me to, all right?

Ronnie: Good, good. I'll see if I can get someone to cover for me. Zack just dropped me off--

Ruben: Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Ronnie: What?

Ruben: You're talking about now?

Ronnie: Why not? Meet me in the nurses' lounge in 5 minutes. We'll go see Zack together.

Ruben: I got obligations. You know, Pilara?

Ronnie: Will you meet me or not?

Ruben: All right, yeah, yeah. 5 minutes.

Ronnie: Fine.

Pilara: What did she want?

Ruben: I got to go.

Pilara: What?

Ruben: Look, don't worry about it. I'll be back to pick you up, all right?

Pilara: Ruben--

Ruben: Don't worry about it, Pilara.

Pilara: Mrs. McKinnon.

Mary: Hello, Pilara. How was your Christmas?

Pilara: Fine.

Mary: I'm glad to see you.

Pilara: Why?

Mary: Because we have to talk.

Mary: You took one of my silver candlesticks, didn't you?

Pilara: What?

Mary: It's missing, and it was there just before you left.

Pilara: Oh, so blame it on a Puerto Rican. Everybody knows they steal.

Mary: Pilara, are you telling me that you did not take it?

Pilara: Look, I'm not telling you anything, lady. I thought you trusted me.

Mary: I did. Otherwise, I would never have told you what those candlesticks meant to me.

Pilara: I got to go.

Mary: Pilara--

Pilara: Look, call the cops, ok? Just leave me alone.

Mary: Wait there. Just--wait. I want you to have the other one. Go ahead, take it.

Pilara: You got a screw loose or something?

Mary: You'll get a lot more money if you have the pair. And don't let anyone tell you that they're silver plate because they're not, they're sterling.

Pilara: Why are you doing this to me?

Mary: I figure if you need the money that badly, then I want you to have them.

Pilara: Look, I didn't take your lousy candlestick, ok? I mean, who wants that ugly old thing anyway?

Mary: Did you do it for Ruben? Is that why you don't want to talk about it?

Woman: Ms. Sanchez?

Pilara: Yeah?

Woman: The doctor can see you now.

Iris: Mary?

Mary: Hi, Iris.

Iris: You know, I want to discuss with you the possibility of giving a large sum of money to the hospital. A large sum. Have I come at a bad time?

Mary: Sorry.

Iris: Am I keeping you from something?

Mary: No. There's nothing I can do about it anyway. What was it you were saying?

Vicky: There you are. Hi, Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Marley: How do you like the service here?

Jamie: I found her sitting by herself outside the lab looking really looking forlorn.

Marley: I think the orderly forgot me.

Jamie: They sometimes get busy.

Marley: Now, I'm not as flexible as I was a couple of days ago. But, Vicky--

Vicky: What, I did something to hurt you?

Marley: No, your ring.

Vicky: This is Rachelís grandmothers. Isn't it the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen?

Marley: It most certainly is.

Vicky: Every time I look at this thing, it just makes me all happy.

Marley: You're a good man, Jamie.

Jamie: Thank you. We want you to be part of the wedding, you know.

Marley: Oh, I would love to be if I'm not here.

Vicky: You won't, will you?

Marley: I don't know. That's up to Dr. Jansen, and I haven't heard a word yet.

Vicky: Couldn't you do a little snooping around, you know, pull some strings?

Jamie: It's not my case.

Marley: It's ok.

Jamie: Listen, I have to finish my rounds, but I'll talk to you later about the house.

Vicky: Ok, good.

Jamie: Take care.

Marley: I will. And thank you for rescuing me. Looks like you and Jamie are getting along great.

Vicky: I hope so.

Marley: Donna is probably all atwitter with all these wedding plans.

Vicky: You wouldn't believe it.

Marley: She's decided to invite all 500 of your best friends?

Vicky: I don't know where she's going to find them all. She could entertain all my friends in a phone booth.

Marley: Vicky, is something wrong?

Vicky: No, everything's fine.

Marley: Ok. Well, Lisa stopped by today.

Vicky: Oh, that's why she was here.

Marley: You saw her?

Vicky: Yeah, but we didn't chat.

Marley: You know, Vicky, you have to understand that she's going through a really rough time now.

Vicky: Yeah? Well, my life hasn't actually been a day at the beach, you know?

Marley: I do know that. But you've got everything you want now, you see? And she's got to start her life all over again.

Vicky: I guess she told you all about that.

Marley: Does that bother you?

Vicky: What, that you two are becoming best pals? No. No, why should it?

Marley: Because nothing she could ever say would turn me against you. I could have a million friends; I only have one wonderful sister.

Jamie: Sam.

Sam: Jamie, hi.

Jamie: Hi. What are you doing here?

Sam: I had a meeting.

Jamie: Really? About what?

Sam: Look, I don't want to keep you, I know you're a busy man.

Jamie: Well, it's true that things are happening all at once right now.

Sam: Yeah, I remember.

Jamie: I bet you do.

Sam: So, are you nervous? Yeah, you.

Jamie: Well, I just want to make sure I'm doing the right thing, that's all.

Sam: Jamie, look, you're the only one that can know that. You and Vicky.

Jamie: Yeah. Listen, Sam-- when--when Alli was born, she brought you and Amanda closer together, right?

Sam: Yeah, she did.

Jamie: That's good.

Sam: Of course, Jamie, I--I loved Amanda from the start. I was in love with her from the beginning.

Jamie: Yeah, but you guys still fight, though, right?

Sam: Yeah, of course. You know all about that. But you know something?

Jamie: What?

Sam: I like it that she has a will of her own even though it does make me mad. Don't tell anybody I said that. I mean, hey, who wants to live with a woman who's passive and does everything you tell her to?

Jamie: That's true.

Sam: Although sometimes it doesn't sound half bad.

Jamie: Listen, Sam, you still haven't told me what your meeting was about.

Sam: You promise not to tell Amanda?

Jamie: Everything is ok, isn't it?

Sam: No, no, no, it's fine. It's just--I was thinking about everything that I had to be grateful for this Christmas, and I also thought that I might not be here this Christmas if you guys at the hospital hadn't pulled me through that head injury I had.

Jamie: That's what we're here for.

Sam: Yeah, but, see, I wanted to show my appreciation. I can't lay a big cash donation on anybody, so I decided to donate a painting to the children's ward.

Jamie: You're kidding.

Sam: No, and dedicate it to Alli.

Jamie: That's fantastic. Of course they took you up on the offer, right?

Sam: Yeah, they did. But I--see, I want it to be a surprise. I don't want Amanda to find out, ok?

Jamie: No problem. Hey, Evan. What are you doing here?

Evan: I'm meeting Iris. Can anybody--have you seen her?

Jamie: Yeah. Yeah, I saw her with Mary McKinnon a little while ago. They were to walking towards Maryís office.

Evan: Well, great. Why don't you just point me in the right direction and I'll be on my way.

Jamie: That way.

Evan: All right.

Jamie: Sam, I've got to go. You take it easy, ok?

Sam: Jamie, you take it easy.

Jamie: Ok.

Sam: Relax. Well, I got to get going, too, so--

Evan: You know, I saw Amanda this morning.

Sam: Really? I called home and she wasn't there.

Evan: Yeah, I know. She said something about going ice skating.

Sam: What?

Evan: That sounded pretty strange to me, too.

Sam: That's funny, she didn't mention anything about that to me.

Evan: She said she was going to a pond by the old mill. Maybe she just wanted some exercise or something.

Sam: We used to go skating when we were dating.

Evan: Maybe she's trying to recapture some of those old memories.

Sam: Yeah, maybe.

Evan: What are you thinking?

Sam: I was just thinking that maybe I'd go recapture some old memories myself.

Evan: I like that.

Sam: Take it easy.

Evan: Sure.

Ruben: What's taking this guy so long?

Ronnie: He'll be right back.

Ruben: I don't know why I let you drag me over here like this anyway.

Zack: Ronnie.

Ronnie: Hi.

Zack: I didn't expect to see you again so soon.

Ronnie: I know. Zack, this is my brother, Ruben. Ruben, this is Zack Edwards.

Zack: Hi, Ruben.

Ruben: What's up?

Ronnie: I was just telling Ruben all about you, Zack; how you didn't have any more than what we do when you started out but here you are an attorney.

Zack: Well, I had a lot of help on the way.

Ronnie: Well, that's what happens when you really go after something, when you have a goal in mind. You hear what I'm saying?

Ruben: Yeah, yeah, I hear you, I hear you.

Zack: So, Ruben, are you finished school?

Ruben: Brother, I'm a student in the school of life. You see what I'm saying?

Zack: Yeah--you're a dropout. Well, did you get your G.E.D.?

Ruben: My G.E. what?

Zack: Your graduate equivalency diploma.

Ruben: Brother, what's your name? Zack?

Zack: Right.

Ruben: All right, well, look, Zack, you're on the wrong wavelength here, brother. I don't need no books to get where I'm going, all right?

Zack: And where are you going?

Ronnie: Look, you don't have to be a big shot with Zack, Ruben. He wants to help you.

Ruben: You know, you can waste your time in school if you want to, man, but I got other plans, all right?

Zack: And I bet I know what they are.

Ruben: Yeah, I bet you know it all, don't you, Mr. Attorney?

Ronnie: Ruben!

Zack: There are no shortcuts out of the gutter, man. You just better keep that--

Ronnie: He knows that.

Ruben: I'm out of here.

Ronnie: Ruben, wait.

Ruben: You don't know anything about me! Neither does the whopper here friend over here!

Ronnie: Ruben!

Zack: Ronnie, just let him go.

Ronnie: Weren't you being a little hard on him?

Zack: Now it's my fault?

Ronnie: Well, you come in and you sit behind your desk and start talking about school? You'll never get through to Ruben that way.

Zack: Nobody's going to get through to Ruben unless they're talking about making some fast money and no work.

Ronnie: You don't know him.

Zack: And from what I saw, I don't want to.

Ronnie: Look, you've worked hard, Zack, and you've gotten somewhere, but maybe you should remember what it's like to think there's no way out.

Lisa: What, you don't have anyone for an hour? Look, I'm really late for an appointment. All I need is someone to come and jump my car, that's all. No, never mind. I'll call a taxi.

Vicky: I'll do it.

Lisa: What?

Vicky: Jump your car. I've got cables in my trunk.

Lisa: Never mind. Don't worry about it.

Vicky: I'm not worrying about it. It's just that if I could help you out, I'd be glad to do it.

Lisa: I don't want your help. I don't want to make chitchat.

Vicky: Look, Lisa, it's not my fault that we fell in love with the same guy.

Lisa: No, it isnít. Too bad you had to get pregnant to get him.

Jamie: Hi.

Vicky: Hi.

Jamie: What's--what's up?

Lisa: I'm on my way out of here. I just need to find a quarter to call a taxi.

Jamie: What's wrong with your car?

Lisa: The battery is dead, ok?

Jamie: How many times did I tell you to change that battery?

Lisa: Well, I can't worry about that right now. I just--I have 20 minutes to get to a job interview.

Jamie: Really? Where's your interview?

Lisa: Zack Edwards' office.

Jamie: I'll drive you.

Lisa: No.

Jamie: Lisa, there's no other way you can get there on time.

Lisa: Can you leave right now?

Jamie: Yes, I can.

Lisa: Ok, let's go.

Jamie: Let's go. I'll talk to you later.

Vicky: Bye.

Man: You're Amanda, aren't you?

Amanda: Right. Tim?

Tim: Right. I had the advantage, I've seen your tape.

Amanda: Look, I'm sorry to tell you this, but I haven't been skating in a long time.

Tim: Oh, well, that's ok, I'll hold you up.

Amanda: I'll get my skates on.

Tim: Great.

Amanda: This isn't easy, is it?

Tim: Well, I've been skating since I was 5.

Vicky: No, I don't mean skating, I mean this.

Tim: Oh, you mean talking to girls. Especially new ones. It's not my best event.

Vicky: Well, I'll tell you what, don't you worry about it. I talk enough for both of us, so you just listen. Put your hand up if you want to insert anything in the conversation, ok?

Tim: You're nice. I could tell that from your tape.

Amanda: Have you seen a lot of them? Tapes, I mean.

Tim: Well, I guess I've just about exhausted the entire library at this level.

Amanda: Level?

Tim: Funny, isn't it, what is it about human beings that makes us go through this exquisite torture just to keep from being alone?

Amanda: I don't know. Maybe--I guess it's hope.

Tim: Yeah. That's exactly what it is. You're right.

Amanda: You know, I haven't been with video match very long.

Tim: Oh, I know.

Amanda: What were you talking about before when you said about this level?

Tim: Well, you have to pay more--well, didn't Aunty Rose explain it to you?

Amanda: No. No, she didnít.

Tim: Oh, well, she will. She will. Are you ready to skate?

Amanda: Yeah, sure. I'm afraid I'm not exactly going to be your best partner out there.

Tim: Don't worry about it, Amanda, I think you're going to do just fine.

Lisa: You don't have to wait with me.

Jamie: No, it's good to get away from the hospital for a while.

Lisa: Well, Zack's at the courthouse. He could be a while.

Jamie: Well, if he comes back too late, then I'll just leave.

Lisa: I guess I could have waited for them to jump my car.

Jamie: I'm glad you didnít.

Lisa: Why?

Jamie: Gave us a chance to talk.

Lisa: I don't know how to talk to you anymore.

Jamie: So, you're--you're interviewing for a paralegal job, huh?

Lisa: Yeah.

Jamie: That takes some training, doesn't it?

Lisa: Yeah, but Zack said he'll train me.

Jamie: I hope you like it.

Lisa: Me, too.

Jamie: You know, I really hate this.

Lisa: What?

Jamie: You make a decision like this about your life and I don't even know about it.

Lisa: I actually thought of calling you up to discuss it.

Jamie: Why didn't you call?

Lisa: You know why.

Jamie: Lisa, I still care about you, and I always will.

Lisa: Please go, Jamie.

Jamie: Lisa--Lisa, I want what's best for you.

Lisa: And you want me to say the same thing to you. Well, I canít. I hope you're miserable with her.

Pilara: Ruben--

Ruben: What were you doing in there?

Pilara: What?

Ruben: Huh? I asked one of the nurses where you were at, and she said you got done a long time ago. You were in that shrink's office, weren't you?

Pilara: No. I just got finished filling out the Medicaid forms. I just got done.

Ruben: Oh.

Pilara: You didn't say nothing about my face. The doctor says it's not going to scar or anything.

Ruben: Yeah, you look good.

Pilara: Thanks.

Ruben: Let's just get out of here, come on.

Pilara: Ruben, you know, you still have that candlestick, the one I took?

Ruben: Why?

Pilara: I was thinking maybe I might give it back.

Ruben: You're lying. You were in there, weren't you? You were in there with her.

Pilara: No, I ran into her in the hallway.

Ruben: What, she came on all worried about you or something, huh? She didn't say nothing about no candlestick, did she? She just said stuff like how you're going nowhere fast and stuff like that, right?

Pilara: That's not what she did.

Ruben: Maybe that's not what she said, but that's what she meant.

Pilara: She wanted to give me the other one.

Ruben: What?

Pilara: The other candlestick. She figured if I needed the money so bad, I'd get more if I had both of them.

Ruben: No. No, people don't do stuff like that.

Pilara: She did.

Ruben: No. I mean, she's just trying to get you to say that you took the first one, that's it. She ain't got no proof. She can't say nothing.

Pilara: Well, I didn't admit nothing.

Ruben: Good. That's smart. Can we please just go?

Pilara: Her mother gave her those candlesticks, and she was willing to give me both of them.

Ruben: Pilara, she ain't going to give you nothing but grief, babe.

Pilara: She's not like that.

Ruben: They're all like that. Besides, what's a little piece of silver to her, huh?

Pilara: Well, she's not rich. Her old man--he runs a restaurant. I mean, you should see that house. I don't know, what I did--I don't know, I just don't feel-- it makes me feel lousy inside.

Ruben: Why?

Pilara: Because she cares about me.

Ruben: No. I care about you, Pilara. Me. I'm going to give you more than some crummy candlestick, all right?

Pilara: I know that.

Ruben: Man, if I could just get started somehow.

Pilara: I believe in you, Ruben.

Ruben: That's more like it.

Pilara: I mean, without you, I don't know where I'd be.

Ruben: Oh, yeah? Well, maybe--maybe we ought to celebrate New Yearís Eve.

Pilara: Could we?

Ruben: Yeah. What's the name of that shrink's place again, the restaurant?

Pilara: Mary's place.

Ruben: Yeah. Maybe we can go there. Let them show some of their concern, right, with a couple of free meals maybe.

Pilara: No. I mean, they're not open on New Yearís.

Ruben: Oh, yeah?

Pilara: What are you thinking about, Ruben?

Ruben: Maybe I got a way to solve all of our problems.

Pilara: How?

Ruben: Don't worry about it. Are you coming or not, huh?

Amanda: You really--you don't have to carry me, Tim.

Tim: What if you broke your leg?

Amanda: If I broke my leg, I'd be howling for you to carry me.

Tim: Yeah, well, how about this--skating and holding you up at the same time. Pretty impressive, huh?

Amanda: Very impressive.

Tim: Yeah, well, only really masculine guys can do that.

Amanda: Tim, no, really, there's something that I ought to tell you.

Tim: You better keep this boot on to keep the swelling down. But then it's going to be hard to walk into a restaurant with these ice skates on.

Amanda: A restaurant?

Tim: If I've killed you out there on the ice, the least I can do is buy you lunch. And besides, I don't want you to go home.

Amanda: Tim, that's really sweet, but--

Tim: Does this feel better?

Amanda: Yeah, actually, it does feel better.

Jamie: Still here?

Vicky: Hi, Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Vicky: Hi. Well, I'm here because Marley-- she wanted to talk to someone, so I--

Jamie: Marley was asleep. I checked on her on my way out.

Vicky: Well, I have other friends here. I was a volunteer for a long time.

Jamie: Were you waiting for me?

Vicky: No, don't flatter yourself. I mean, why? If you're already mad at me and you spend an awfully long time with Lisa that should have been an awfully short round trip, but--

Jamie: Vicky.

Vicky: I mean, tell me you got caught in traffic.

Jamie: I didnít. We were talking.

Vicky: Oh. I see. Well, I'll be going.

Jamie: Vicky--there is nothing to worry about.

Vicky: Nothing.

Jamie: Nothing at all.

Vicky: I got scared, Jamie.

Jamie: Don't be scared. Ok? Don't you ever be scared.

Iris: Then there's no problem with the donation?

Zack: Not that I can see.

Iris: Good. I can give a large donation to the hospital and still keep my seat on the board of directors?

Zack: Well, I'm sure the hospital will be delighted with both.

Iris: Because I don't want one thing to interfere with the other.

Zack: Well, Michael Hudson is on the board, and I know he's contributed.

Lisa: Zack, I'm sorry to bother you--

Zack: That's ok, Lisa.

Lisa: My pen ran out of ink.

Evan: That's ok, I think I-- yes, I just happen to have a pen right here in my pocket.

Lisa: Thanks.

Evan: You two keep talking. I'll just--

Iris: Can you draw up the papers, then?

Zack: Sure.

Evan: So, you think you're going to work here?

Lisa: I hope so.

Evan: You're awfully pretty to be a lawyer.

Lisa: I'll tell Sandra Day OíConnor you said that.

Evan: Ok.

Zack: I've looked it over. I'll draw up the conditions of the bequest, and I'll get in touch with you.

Iris: Wonderful. Are you ready to go?

Evan: Yes, yes.

Zack: Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll see how Lisa is doing with her pen.

Evan: If you don't mind me asking, why the special interest in the hospital?

Iris: Why this special interest in Lisa Grady?

Evan: She's pretty.

Iris: So is Amanda.

Evan: Don't worry about Amanda. I'm working on that as we speak.

Amanda: Really, it feels much better now.

Tim: Well, maybe I should take your sock off.

Sam: Maybe I should take your head off!

Amanda: Sam!

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