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Another World Transcript Monday 12/20/04

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[Pounding on door]

Felicia: Yes, yes, yes, yes! I'm coming, I'm coming!

Matt: Hi, hi.

Felicia: Hi, hi. Oh, it's you. With all the pounding, I thought it was a raid.

Matt: Oh, I was kind of loud. I'm sorry.

Felicia: No, no, no, it's all right. I'm glad it's you.

Matt: Is Dad in the bedroom?

Felicia: Honey, are you all right?

Matt: I have to talk to dad.

Felicia: He's not here. He's on a photo shoot.

Matt: He's not going to be home tonight?

Felicia: No.

Matt: Damn it!

Felicia: Well, is there something I can do to help?

Matt: No!

Felicia: Matt, wait a minute. You're obviously upset about something, honey. Listen, I'm a pretty good listener. Are you sure I can't help you?

Matt: It's Josie.

Felicia: Did you have a fight?

Matt: Just the opposite.

Felicia: The opposite?

Matt: We're getting close.

Felicia: Well, is that a bad thing?

Matt: Too close.

Vince: Is that the Mary McKinnon I know? There's some mighty good smells coming out of that stove.

Mary: Ooh, I hope it's going to be good. I really do. I don't know, it may not be very good. I'm going to tell you that -- I mean, I expect it to be good and I'm hoping it's going to be good, but I don't know that it was really the best choice I could've made.

Vince: What did I ever do to deserve you?

Mary: You didn't do anything. I took one look at you and said, "Oh, boy, that's for me." You never had a chance.

Vince: Mary McKinnon, I love you.

Mary: I love you, too, but I have to stir this.

Vince: And check your biscuits?

Mary: Yes, I will.

Vince: I'll finish setting this table.

Mary: Ok. I am going to have a whole lot of food here, boy.

Vince: Good, because I'm starving.

Mary: I could probably feed three or four more people.

Vince: You don't want to invite anybody, do you?

Mary: No, I donít. I wouldn't mind having Pilara here right now, though.

Vince: Mary, come on.

Mary: Because I want to ask her some questions.

Vince: Like what?

Mary: Like, "what happened the other night?"

[Knock on door]

Vince: Well, a lot of us would like to ask that question.

Sharlene: Oh. Oh.

Man: Good evening.

Sharlene: Hello.

Man: I was just about to lock up.

Sharlene: Oh, uh --

Man: But I'd be happy to stay open a few more minutes.

Sharlene: Thank you. That would be very nice of you.

Man: What may I help you with?

Sharlene: That.

Man: Which?

Sharlene: The necklace.

Man: Ah. It's lovely, isn't it?

Sharlene: Yes, it is. Um, I'd like to have it.

Man: Who wouldn't?

Sharlene: Now, I would have to buy on time.

Man: On time?

Sharlene: Pay for it -- pay for it one month at a time.

Man: I understand the concept, but we don't have a layaway plan. Yet.

Pilara: Hello, Mrs. Mac.

Mary: It's good to see you.

Pilara: It's good to see you, too.

Mary: You're looking well.

Pilara: I'm fine.

Vince: Look, I have a lot of things I have to be doing upstairs. I'll be there, huh?

Mary: Ok.

Pilara: So, how was your trip?

Mary: It was fine. I've been worried about you.

Pilara: I'm cool.

Mary: Where have you been?

Pilara: Around.

Mary: Around where?

Pilara: What's with the questions? I'm doing ok, you know?

Mary: No, I don't know.

Pilara: I always told you I can take care of myself.

Mary: I know you always tell me that. I never believe you.

Pilara: I didn't come here to argue with you, Mrs. Mac.

Mary: You still with Reuben?

Pilara: Sometimes.

Mary: Ok. Tell me what happened.

Pilara: We didn't do anything.

Mary: You were there?

Pilara: We were desperate. We needed cash.

Mary: For what?

Pilara: We were broke. When you're broke, you need cash.

Mary: You could've come to me.

Pilara: Oh, sure. Borrow money from you that we -- we could never even pay back.

Mary: Oh, I see. So, of course, stealing is better.

Pilara: Nobody stole nothing! We couldn't!

Mary: "We"?

Pilara: I. I couldn't. I mean, after all you've done for me, how could I?

Mary: But Reuben could?

Pilara: No. You don't know him the way I do.

Mary: I know what he's done to you.

Pilara: No, you donít.

Mary: Pilara --

Pilara: Look, he didn't set no fire. He didn't!

Mary: Ok, let's -- let's not talk about Reuben.

Pilara: I could never do anything to hurt you. Neither could Reuben.

Mary: Are you hungry?

Pilara: No.

Mary: Oh, I don't believe that. Why don't you stay for dinner?

Pilara: I -- I can't.

Mary: It's going to be good. I'm cooking, but it is going to be good. Even Vince says so.

Pilara: I can't sit across from you and him, knowing what you think.

Mary: I don't blame you for anything. Pilara, I don't, not you.

Pilara: Well, so long, Mrs. Mac.

Mary: Where are you going?

Pilara: I'm going to Reuben.

Felicia: Too close?

Matt: I -- I care about Josie a lot.

Felicia: I know you do, honey.

Matt: It never used to happen before, but lately -- lately I look at her and I feel like --

Felicia: You feel what, honey?

Matt: I feel like I can't function, like I can't even carry on a normal conversation with her anymore! Is this making any sense to you?

Felicia: Yeah, it's beginning to, yes.

Matt: All -- my mind wanders. It's gone. All I can think about is -- damn it, why is this so hard to talk about?

Felicia: Honey, I think you're doing just fine.

Matt: No, I sound like some 12-year-old.

Felicia: No, you donít. You sound like a caring, very responsible young man.

Matt: Yeah, well, look -- look what the mess Jamieís in right now.

Felicia: I know. I'm aware of that.

Matt: And Sam and Amanda.

Felicia: Honey, Josie doesn't have to get pregnant.

Matt: Yeah, well, that's not it. That's not -- it's Josie. It's Josie. I look at her and she's sure. She's positive. And if I -- if we --

Felicia: If -- if you make love, you're afraid that maybe she will believe that you're sure, too? Is that it?

Matt: Yeah, well, maybe I am.

Felicia: Right.

Matt: Maybe I am sure. I don't know! This is driving me crazy! I don't know what --

Felicia: Honey, honey, you got to stop walking around. You're starting to make me nauseous. Let's sit down. All right, now -- now, you know, when I was your age -- yes, I know. I hate people who say things like that, don't you? It doesn't matter what my age is. The point is I was very much in love with somebody, and it drove me crazy just like this is driving you crazy, and I was very confused just like you.

Matt: What'd you do?

Felicia: The wrong thing, for me.

Matt: The wrong thing?

Felicia: Well, I wasn't functioning any better than you are, so I decided --

Matt: Ahem.

Felicia: Well, I shouldn't hold back anything. Well, later I found out that that was a terrible mistake, and I had to live with that for the rest of my life.

Matt: So you think it would be a mistake for me and Josie?

Felicia: No, no, not necessarily. I just -- I just think you should try and be patient, to really know what it is that you want.

Matt: No, I -- I couldn't stand it if I hurt her.

Felicia: I just think you should think about it a little more. Just think about what it would mean to the two of you, you know, long run if you should --

Matt: Sleep together.

Felicia: Right.

Matt: I'd be careful.

Felicia: Oh, I know you would. Of course you would. It's just that if you have any doubts about anything, I think you should -- you should wait.

Matt: Wait.

Felicia: I guess that's not exactly what you wanted to hear, is it?

Matt: It's what you think.

Felicia: No. No, you see, that isn't what's important. It doesn't matter what I think. What's important is what you think, right?

Matt: You're right. You're right.

Felicia: And I think you should talk to your father. I mean, maybe he could -- he could give you some advice, help you, you know --

Matt: No, no. No, no, no, no.

Felicia: No?

Matt: This is nothing anyone can help me with. This is something I have to deal with on my own, and I'm going to deal with it.

Felicia: Right.

Matt: I'm going take this on my own, Iím going to take stock of myself, and work this out myself!

Cass: Hi, Matt.

Matt: And I'll make my own decisions, thank you!

Cass: Good, Matt. What the hell was that all about?

Felicia: Hormones.

Cass: Oh.

Felicia: Yeah, yeah.

[Door opens]

Josie: Matthew! Oh --

John: No. Sorry to disappoint you.

Josie: Hi, john.

John: Hi. Is your mother back from her errands yet?

Josie: No, no, she isnít. She should be back soon, though.

John: Ok. I'll wait.

Josie: Well, I don't know how soon she'll be back.

John: I don't care. I'll wait.

Josie: You're -- you're upset.

John: No, I'm not upset, Josie. I'm angry. I'm really mad.

Josie: Well, I don't even know where she is, John.

John: What is it, Josie? What is she doing that's so important, she's willing to give up everything right now?

Sharlene: So how can we work this out, then?

Man: How?

Sharlene: Yes, how much of a down payment would you need, how much a month?

Man: You want this piece very badly.

Sharlene: Yes, I do. Yes -- well, it's a gift. It's for a friend.

Man: You have very expensive taste in gifts, and very fortunate friends.

Sharlene: So -- so can we work this out?

Man: A layaway plan, hmm?

Sharlene: Yes. I have to have this.

Man: It's really not our policy. We're cash-and-carry.

Sharlene: Well, you see, I don't have a whole lot of cash. That's the point.

Man: Yes, well, make me an offer.

Sharlene: An offer?

Man: I think it's best if we both understand one another.

Sharlene: Well, I -- I want the necklace. What else is there to understand?

Man: You want it and I have it.

Sharlene: That's right.

Man: The question is, what can you do for me? This cold... My sinuses ache.

Sharlene: Do you think that this would be going on sale any time soon?

Man: On sale? You mean, would we ever reduce the price of it?

Sharlene: Yes.

Man: Never. By the way, my name is Robert.

Sharlene: Robert, it's just that sometimes I see these jewelry stores have sales.

Robert: We are jewelers. We're not a store. We do, however, accept credit cards.

Sharlene: I saw the sign.

Robert: Most of them accept monthly payments.

Sharlene: Well, I don't have a card anymore.

Robert: Pity.

Sharlene: Let me see. If I give you 450 --

Robert: 400?

Sharlene: And then 100 every month --

Robert: It won't compute.

Sharlene: Why not?

Robert: Like I told you first, it's against our policy.

Sharlene: It is the only way that I can pay for it.

Robert: The piece is selling for $8,000. For me to accept your offer would be a very bad business deal.

Sharlene: It's all I have to offer.

Robert: No. We would have to make another arrangement.

Sharlene: Like what?

Robert: Why don't we discuss it over a drink?

Sharlene: What?

Robert: My office is in back. It's very comfortable, and we won't be disturbed. Oh, yes. I'm sure we can negotiate something. You scratch my back, and I will happily scratch yours. Shall we?

Sharlene: Hmm. You know something?

Robert: What?

Sharlene: You are disgusting.

Sharlene: And I'll tell you what you can do with your $8,000 necklace. But a filthy mind like yours ought to be able to figure that out.

Mary: Pilara, you really are welcome in this house.

Pilara: I don't think your old man would say the same.

Mary: He's lost his business. That place meant everything to him.

Pilara: Yeah.

Mary: But he'll come around. I believe that.

Pilara: Look, I -- I really do have to take off.

Mary: To be with Reuben?

Pilara: I got to stand by him.

Mary: Why?

Pilara: Because he stood by me. He's in a lot of trouble right now. He needs me.

Mary: All right, but if you ever need any place to go, you come to me.

Pilara: I will.

Mary: Promise me.

Pilara: I do. I promise. I -- you -- I'll never be able to thank you enough for what you did for me, Mrs. Mac.

Mary: I didn't do very much.

Pilara: You were like a mother to me. You know, the way a mother -- a real mother should be.

Mary: Oh --

Pilara: Here. Take care of yourself.

Mary: You, too.

Felicia: So you are going to defend Reuben?

Cass: I'm telling you, Felicia, there is something about this kid. He is smart, he's intense, he's tougher than anybody I've met in a long time.

Felicia: You left out "innocent."

Cass: Even guilty people are entitled to a good defense, but, yeah, the kid is innocent.

Felicia: You know what? You always did love a good cause.

Cass: This isn't a cause. This is -- this is about a young kid who has enormous potential but whose life could very definitely go down the tubes unless he finds somebody who believes in him.

Felicia: And you do?

Cass: I can do it. I can be the one to help this kid turn his life around.

Felicia: You know what?

Cass: What?

Felicia: I haven't seen you act like this in a hundred years.

Cass: And do you know what?

Felicia: What?

Cass: It feels pretty good.

Felicia: I bet.

Cass: I mean, you're looking at the guy who went to law school so that he could postpone finding a job for three years, you know? And then I went into corporate work because I wanted to make the big dough. But this -- this feels good.

Felicia: I think it's wonderful. So what does Nicole think?

Cass: Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Felicia: Oh.

Cass: Ahem.

Felicia: So why are you afraid, that she's not going to understand?

Cass: This is something new for me. She's not used to it. I just don't want her to think Iím doing it to avoid her.

Felicia: You're not, are you?

Cass: Of course not.

Felicia: So then why would she even think it? Besides, you have picked someone who's pretty passionate about her own work, you know.

Cass: Well, now, this is true.

Felicia: So why are you feeling so guilty?

Cass: I shouldn't, should I?

Felicia: No. Of course you shouldnít. Honey, what you want to do here, what you're trying to do for this kid -- it's really quite admirable. You know what? You're like a kid yourself, a kid who's going to his dream job.

Cass: Well, that's the way it feels.

Felicia: Youthful enthusiasm. Nothing quite like it, is there?

Cass: Nothing.

Felicia: Did you know that I have a birthday coming up?

Cass: Yes, I knew that, but where did that come from?

Felicia: Oh, I don't know why. "Youthful" -- I guess it reminds me of getting older. Actually, would you like more?

Cass: Uh-uh. No, thanks.

Felicia: I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Do you think that I should let my hair grow?

Cass: What?

Felicia: Well, you know, sort of a softer look? Curls? They say that can make you look a little younger.

Cass: You don't need to look younger. You're gorgeous.

Felicia: Hmm -- "gorgeous." Well, you know, you can look gorgeous, but you can also look older.

Cass: Oh, honey, you could never look old. What's gotten into you?

Felicia: Nothing, absolutely nothing. You're right. I mean, it's stupid. I am not going to become a victim of -- of a youth-oriented culture.

Cass: Now, that's more like it.

Felicia: Right. I mean, a lot of cultures love old age. I mean, I certainly do, damn it! I'm proud of it! In fact, what is that -- what is that commercial? You know --

Cass: Which one?

Felicia: The prime-time -- "Iím not getting older --"

Felicia and Cass: "I'm getting better." Right.

Cass: Don't you forget that.

Felicia: Cass?

Cass: Yes?

Felicia: I'm going to be 40 years old.

[Felicia and Cass scream]

[Felicia and Cass scream]

Cass: Was it good for you?

Felicia: Oh, stop it.

Cass: No -- do you feel better?

Felicia: No, not really.

Cass: Oh.

Felicia: Do you?

Cass: Yeah, oddly enough.

Felicia: Maybe I should scream again.

Cass: No, please don't --

[Felicia screams]

Cass: Do that.

Felicia: Honey, it's supposed to be very cathartic.

Cass: I'm losing my voice, though.

Felicia: Then go home. I will scream alone, thank you.

Cass: Come on, this is silly.

Felicia: You know, I really was fine about all this. I even gave Iris permission to use it in the magazine article. And then -- I don't know -- I just -- I started to really think about it.

Cass: "Life begins at 40," remember?

Felicia: Oh.

Cass: No -- 40 is young.

Felicia: For men, maybe. I mean, men always get so distinguished-looking, so sophisticated --

Cass: This is true.

Felicia: But when did you ever see anybody say to a woman, "gee, what wonderful wrinkles those are, and such lovely gray hair, and you look so -- so prosperous"? No, what they usually say is, "look at that old hag, she's certainly not aging very well, is she?"

Cass: Wait a minute. Wait just a minute, would you please? First of all, who the hell cares what they say? Second of all, not only do you get better all the time, but you have a husband, you have a career, you have friends who adore you. You have a fuller life than anyone I know. You're going to be young when you're 110, for crying out loud.

Felicia: 110?

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: Now, let me think -- that's, what -- that's only 70 years away.

Cass: And just think how young 40 will sound.

Felicia: Oh, what, is that supposed to make me feel better?

Cass: You know something?

Felicia: What?

Cass: I don't think turning 40 is what's bothering you.

Felicia: Then how come I'm so depressed? Do you know that I actually cry when there's not a message on my machine? And the other night, I broke down and cried because daisy didn't eat her dinner. Really.

Cass: You're going through a difficult time right now. You're coming to terms with your past. You're -- you're looking at a lot of painful memories, and this is all stuff that you've repressed, you haven't allowed yourself to think about for years. That's what's making this birthday seem so difficult, not the number.

Felicia: You really think that's it?

Cass: Yes, I do.

Felicia: You could be right, you know. I mean, I've never been bothered by age before. I thought 30 was great, 35 was great.

Cass: And now that you know what's really upsetting you, 40 is going to be great.

Felicia: You're a pretty smart cookie, you know that? You're not going to worry a bit about turning the old 4-0, are you?

Cass: Ah, I don't have to worry about that for years and years, thank heavens.

Felicia: You creep! How could I love such a creep as you? Huh?

Cass: I don't care how old you are or how old you get. You're the best person Iíve ever known.

Felicia: Oh, honey.

Mary: Because I believe her.

Vince: You always did.

Mary: I wish you could see in her what I do.

Vince: Oh, Mary, she tells you something and you immediately buy it.

Mary: Because it's the truth.

Vince: Maybe she tells you what you want to hear.

Mary: No, she doesn't lie to me.

Vince: Oh, Mary, come on.

Mary: Vince, it is the truth this time. I -- in my heart, I know it!

Vince: Can't we talk about something else?

Mary: Look at this!

Vince: Candlestick?

Mary: She brought it back.

Vince: Smart move.

Mary: Why can't you believe that maybe she's changed, maybe I've been able to help her?

Vince: Well, if you haven't, nobody else will.

Mary: If I can just save her -- this child is worth saving!

Sharlene: Oh, Josie, you won't believe what just happened. There are people in this world -- John.

John: Finish your errands?

Matt: Excuse me, am I interrupting something?

Josie: Uh -- no, no. Let's -- let's go talk in the other room.

Sharlene: You waited.

John: Yeah. Yeah, I waited and I waited, and then I left. But I got so mad, I came back.

Sharlene: Look, I'm sorry that took so long.

John: Are you?

Sharlene: Yes, I -- I had a problem I had to handle.

John: Well, any success?

Sharlene: No.

John: Why not?

Sharlene: I don't want to bother you with it.

John: You don't want to bother -- what is that, another way of saying you don't trust me?

Sharlene: John, why did you come back here, huh?

John: Because one of us has to stop running away! What's wrong, Sharlene? Where were you?

John: I care about you. Don't you know that?

Sharlene: I care about you, too, so much that it frightens me.

John: What's there to be frightened of, Sharlene? Look, if we're both going to be afraid of each other, we're going to get nowhere! What's wrong? Where were you?

Sharlene: The problem with telling you where I was is that --

John: The problem is what?

Sharlene: Oh, John, you're just not -- you're not going to believe it.

John: Try me.

Felicia: The McKinnonís don't know you're going to defend Reuben?

Cass: And Vince is going to hate it a lot.

Felicia: Oh, honey, you have to tell them.

Cass: I know.

Felicia: Well, just explain how you feel. Tell them you really think this kid is innocent.

Cass: Oh, I know Vince. I think maybe I'll wait.

Felicia: What, until somebody else tells him first? You know that's only going to make it worse.

Cass: I'll do it now.

Felicia: Good. Ok.

Cass: Maybe tomorrow would be better, though.

Felicia: Cass, what is the matter with you? What happened to the spirit, the commitment? You know, that business about "who cares what anybody else thinks," right?

Cass: Right. Right.

Felicia: Control your life. Don't let your life control you.

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: It's like this age business. I'm going to really embrace being 40. I'm going to love being 40. And I'm not going to give a damn what anybody thinks, right?

Cass: Absolutely right, especially since you don't look a day over 30.

Felicia: I don't?

Cass: Oh, honey, if I didn't know any better, Iíd say you were 29.

Felicia: Oh, you're kidding!

Cass: No -- I thought you didn't care what other people thought, though.

Felicia: Well, I donít. No, of course not. I mean, you really think that I look that -- that young?

Cass: I love you.

Felicia: Honey --

Cass: Huh?

Felicia: Come on now! You can tell me.

Cass: Oh, listen --

Felicia: What do you really think? Do you think I look that young?

Cass: Thank you for listening.

Felicia: Cass, come on.

Cass: Bye.

Felicia: Don't be like that. Come on --

Felicia: Well. Hello, 29.

Josie: What? What's wrong?

Matt: Nothing. Nothing.

Josie: Are you sure?

Matt: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. So, tell me, what's new in your life?

Josie: What's new?

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: I don't know. Oh! Oh! There is something I forgot to tell you! You're not going to believe this, but Mrs. Wheeler offered me a job at the spa. Isn't that great? Oh, I can't believe it. I mean, this is an opportunity of a lifetime, and she's so nice to me and -- are you listening to me?

Matt: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I'm happy for you.

Josie: Is something wrong? Are you sure there's nothing wrong?

Matt: Josie, it just seems we never get to spend any time together. I feel like I can't talk to you -- I mean, really talk.

Josie: Matthew, there is something wrong.

Matt: Yes.

Josie: What?

Matt: I need you, Josie. I -- I want to --

Josie: I know.

Matt: But we haven't and --

Josie: We almost did.

Matt: Yes, almost.

Matt: Josie, Iím sorry, this just is not working!

Cass: I'm so sorry about Maryís place.

Mary: I can't believe it's gone.

Cass: Well, the building may be gone, but the spirit of the place will always live with us.

Mary: We had some really good times there, didn't we, Cass?

Cass: Yeah, we had some wonderful times.

Vince: The best. It was all I could've ever wanted or hoped for.

Cass: Thank you.

Vince: You know, everybody working together, laughing together, family, friends, and now it's gone. Damn.

Mary: Say, where's that package for Cass?

Vince: What package?

Mary: You know, the one from M.J. had a bunch of old family photos and she went through and she pulled out all the ones that show Kathleen clowning around.

Cass: Clowning? Kathleen? I don't know what you're talking about.

Vince: There are a couple where she's just my beautiful Katie.

Cass: I'd love to have a look at them.

Mary: No, no, they're yours. M.J. wants you to keep them. Where did I put them?

Vince: Where do you always put them?

Cass and Vince: Where they can't be found.

Vince: But -- but, hey, Iíll find them.

Cass: Good luck.

Mary: Cheap joke.

Cass: Oh, you have such a reputation around here. How's he doing?

Mary: He says he's ok.

Cass: But you don't buy that?

Mary: I think he feels that they stole from him everything he's ever worked for.

Cass: Who?

Mary: "Who," what?

Cass: Who's "they"?

Mary: Oh, well, he believes -- and I guess the police kind of agree with him -- that it was this kid named Reuben.

Cass: What do you think, Mary?

Mary: Why do you ask?

Cass: Do you think Reuben did it?

Mary: I think he's capable of it. Why are you so interested?

Cass: I'm defending him.

Mary: You can't be serious!

Cass: He's not an arsonist, Mary.

Mary: You're his lawyer?

Cass: I know how this must upset you to hear it, and I can only imagine how Vince is going to react when he hears it.

Mary: Do not tell him!

Cass: He's going to find out sooner or later.

Mary: Cass.

Cass: Reuben didn't do this, Mary, and I'm going to prove it.

Mary: This is a really strange thing for you to do!

Cass: I know it must seem that way.

Mary: Why would you want to defend somebody that would do something like that?

Cass: You know better than that, Mary.

Mary: Sorry, so sorry. We are presuming him innocent.

Cass: I want a clean slate for Maryís place. I want to prove that it was totally unintentional.

Mary: What does that mean?

Cass: I believe that no one was accountable, that it just happened, it was an accident.

Mary: Well, the police certainly don't agree with you.

Cass: That's why Reuben needs me. I'm not going to let him be prosecuted on the basis of the evidence that has been presented.

Mary: You know, they first questioned this -- this young girl named Pilara that Iíve been working with.

Cass: Yes, I know that.

Mary: Well, I was very surprised -- I will admit that -- when Reuben came forward voluntarily.

Cass: Mary, he's like a lot of people. He just needs a chance.

Mary: Ok. All right, I will try to give it to him.

Cass: Thank you, Mary.

Mary: But I'm not promising anything. Because that kid does not like me, and I don't like him right back. And he knows it.

Cass: Oh, please, just try to keep an open mind.

Vince: About what?

Josie: Matthew, is it me?

Matt: No. No.

Josie: Look, if you want to break up with me, please, just tell me now!

Matt: Josie, that's not it.

Matt: Josie, I want you so much. I'm just afraid of what I might do.

Josie: I know you'd never hurt me.

Matt: I wouldn't want that.

Josie: Matthew, Matthew, I'm scared, too. I'm scared things will be different or I won't make you happy.

Matt: You don't have to worry about that. Don't you know that?

Josie: Then what?

Matt: I don't know. I'm sorry. I can't even be near you anymore!

Josie: But you just said --

Matt: I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it better. I just -- I just need some time.

Josie: Matthew. Matthew!

John: You've been acting like this because Josie lost Rachelís necklace?

Sharlene: Rachel's $8,000 necklace.

John: Why didn't you tell me?

Sharlene: I wanted to.

John: I wish you had.

Sharlene: So do I. I feel so much better talking about it.

John: I might've been able to help.

Sharlene: I didn't want that. I still don't want it.

John: Why not?

Sharlene: It's Frame stubbornness, I guess. I have to make right -- make good on this myself. I want the Cory's to know that we are every bit as good as they are. It's pride, I guess.

John: I remember my mother telling me something once about "pride going before the fall."

Sharlene: Look, if I tell Rachel that that necklace is missing, it'd confirm everything she thinks about me.

John: Oh, yeah? Which is what?

Sharlene: You know what they think about the Frames.

John: No, I thought we were talking about you.

Sharlene: It's the same.

John: Oh. Sharlene, I used to run a number very similar to what you're doing right now.

Sharlene: What do you mean?

John: My brother, Mike, was always a winner. So, consequently, I thought that I was a loser.

Sharlene: No, you could never have been that.

John: Oh, but in my mind I was. And I always blamed Mike for it. The more successful he became, the more people looked up to him, the less I thought about myself. I felt -- I felt real bad about who I was. And I blamed him every step of the way.

Sharlene: But you're close now. You get along.

John: Well, I think that Iíve realized that Mike had nothing to do with it. Look, what I am, when people see me, what they think of me, what they feel about me has to do with who and what I am, not Mike.

Sharlene: You're good. John Hudson is very good.

John: And so are you, Sharlene. And losing a necklace isn't going to change who you are.

Sharlene: You're sweet.

John: Yeah, I know. Now go tell Rachel. And, Sharlene? I'll help you.

Sharlene: You know, you still haven't told me why you were so anxious to see me.

John: Trying to change the subject on me?

Sharlene: No, it's important to me.

John: I went to see Mary.

Sharlene: How did it go?

John: Not good. This therapy business -- it's not like you see in the movies, you know. It's not one of those things where you just walk in and spend a little time and walk out a different man.

Sharlene: Well, I wouldn't be interested in a different man.

John: I think I've got some hard times ahead.

Sharlene: Well, what did Mary say?

John: Not much. She -- she mostly listens. I find it kind of hard to talk to her.

Sharlene: Why do you think that is?

John: I don't know. It's a lot easier to talk to you.

Sharlene: Well, I want you to talk to me.

John: I pretty much figured you'd say that.

Sharlene: If I can do anything to help -- anything --

John: Thanks.

Sharlene: Josie? Josie.

Josie: What?

Sharlene: What's wrong?

Josie: Nothing.

Sharlene: Well, you're upset, Jos.

Josie: Mama, I don't want to talk about it, ok?

Sharlene: Jos, no, it's not ok. Josie!

John: Sharlene -- don't go after her. Just let her go. Let her come to you. She will in her own time. I have.

Vince: I can't believe what Iím hearing.

Mary: Don't get excited, please.

Vince: Now how can you do this to a family that you say you care so much about?

Cass: Vince, the law says that everybody is entitled to the best defense possible.

Vince: Oh, I see. It's a game with you, some kind of mental exercise!

Cass: That's not fair, Vince, and you know it!

Vince: Isn't it? I think you're just interested in winning! Now, what do you got to prove to yourself?

Cass: I would never defend anybody that I thought was guilty! You know me better than that!

Vince: I don't know you at all! All of a sudden you're the underdog lawyer. Now, maybe what you're trying to do is show that you still got it.

Cass: Knock that stuff off, Vince! You don't even know the kid! I saw him walk into the police station and stick up for Pilara. He took the whole blame. Now, people like that do not set restaurants on fire.

Vince: You don't have proof.

Cass: Neither do you!

Vince: You want proof? Go where my restaurant used to stand!

Cass: Damn! I never meant to hurt anyone.

Mary: You make choices, you're going to have to live with the results.

Cass: I know you look at this kid Reuben, and all you can see is a smart-mouthed punk, right?

Mary: Who beats Pilara?

Cass: He what?

Mary: Ask him about it.

Cass: I will.

Cass: And I promise you this -- if it was arson, if the police can prove that it wasn't an accident, I'll find the person who did this. I'll find him and he'll pay.

John: I've never been very good about talking about my feelings.

Sharlene: Neither have I.

John: I guess I never cared about it before.

Sharlene: So what's so different about now?

John: You. You're the first person that's ever made me want to explore feelings.

Sharlene: I guess we both have a lot to learn.

John: Yeah. And for the first time, I'm really looking forward to it.

Sharlene: Me, too.

John: Well, I should go. You go up and talk to Josie.

Sharlene: I thought you told me to leave her alone.

John: Well, I can be wrong.

Sharlene: You? No, no.

John: Not often, mind you, but I can be wrong.

Sharlene: I'm so glad we talked.

John: So am I.

Sharlene: Thanks for understanding.

John: It's what I'm here for. Good night.

Sharlene: Good night.

Sharlene: John.

John: I forgot something.

Sharlene: What, did you leave your gloves or something?

John: No.

Sharlene: Oh, that.

John: I feel better now.

Sharlene: Me, too.

John: Thanks. So long.

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