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Another World Transcript Tuesday 1/25/05

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Felicia: Noah?

Mitch: Hey, buddy, excuse me. What sort of person are you anyway?

Man: What?

Mitch: What are you trying to do to her?

Man: I didn't do anything.

Mitch: No, you've only held a grudge for 25 years against your own stepdaughter.

Felicia: Mitch?

Man: I don't know what you're talking about.

Mitch: You're going to find out what I'm talking about --

Felicia: Mitch, wait --

Mitch: If you keep pulling any of your stunts.

Felicia: Mitch, this isn't Noah.

Sharlene: John, I know you're in there. I want to talk to you. John, listen to me. I'm worried sick. I have been ever since you left the gallery. Now, you can't do this. You have got to talk to me. John?

[Pounding on door]

Sharlene: John?

John: Go away! Just --

Sharlene: John, let me in, now!

[Pounding]

Sharlene: John, open this -- John!

[Pounding]

Cass: Oh --

Cass: Oh. Damn it, Jason.

Jason: What do you think now?

Vicky: I think you've gone off the deep end.

Jason: Don't try to deny it, Vicky.

Vicky: I don't know where you heard this story, Jason.

Jason: Yeah, I talked to a couple of people.

Vicky: Who?

Jason: It's not important. What's important is the truth. It's Jakeís baby.

Vicky: You're crazy! It's crazy.

Jason: I was really looking forward to being an uncle again. I really was. I guess I'm going to have to live with that disappointment, huh?

Vicky: Why do you make up this lie?

Jason: I wonder if Jamieís going to be able to do that, too.

Vicky: Do what?

Jason: Live with his disappointment when I tell him that it's not his baby.

Vicky: You will not tell him that, Jason!

Jason: Oh, yes, I will, and I'll do a heck of a lot more, too.

Sharlene: John, I need to see you.

John: Sharlene, go away. Just --

Sharlene: I will not go away! Oh, God, look at you. Have you eaten? Have you even slept?

John: I don't want to talk.

Sharlene: John, you are not going to help by pushing people away.

John: Sharlene, will you just leave me alone? You don't understand!

Sharlene: Then you make me understand! You bolted out of that gallery yesterday. I've been calling you all day long, and you wouldn't answer your phone.

John: I need to be alone!

Sharlene: Well, you're not alone! You're with me, whether you like it or not! I'm sorry! I know you're hurting.

John: I'll work it out on my own.

Sharlene: Not on your own, you wonít.

John: Sharlene --

Sharlene: John, listen to me. You listen to me. You told me that one of us had to stop running away.

John: I'm better off on my own.

Sharlene: Oh, really? Have you looked in the mirror lately?

Sharlene: John, have you slept? Did you sleep at all?

John: No.

Sharlene: Why didn't you call me?

John: I told you. I'm better off on my own.

Sharlene: Well, what about me? What about me? You know I care.

John: Yes. Yes, I know. I know.

Sharlene: Then talk to me. Just talk to me. In the gallery, you said that you had killed the children, children in a hospital when you were in Vietnam.

John: Yes.

Sharlene: John, I can't believe that you would harm anyone, let alone children. John --

John: Dreams --

Sharlene: Dreams, I know, I know. These are the dreams about that jungle hospital, but, John, you listen to me. I know you didn't kill any children. Now, you tell me, what really happened?

John: Sometimes -- Sharlene, sometimes death is easier than life. It was in Vietnam.

Vicky: You're making all this up.

Jason: Is that right?

Vicky: You have no proof.

Jason: Oh, yeah?

Vicky: You're just trying to get back at me because Cass is making you pay back that money that you stole.

Jason: Money that you invested with me.

Vicky: Under false pretenses.

Jason: What do you call somebody who gives you money and then they call you a thief?

Vicky: You're a user!

Jason: I would call that woman a liar, but I think Jamie is going to call her a heck of a lot worse.

Vicky: Why don't you just admit that you're doing all this so you don't have to pay me back?

Jason: Well, look who's talking about admitting.

Vicky: This is Jamieís baby.

Jason: Vicky, you got a problem. You have not kept up with the tremendous advancement in medicine the last few years.

Vicky: Oh. And you have, of course?

Jason: Yeah, enough to know that there is a test. It's a very simple test. It takes about 10 minutes, and it proves who the father is. It's a nice test.

Vicky: You're just so disgusting.

Jason: Now, under that big fat mouth you're shaking now, aren't you?

Vicky: God, I could kill you!

Jason: I am disappointed. I'm really upset! I mean, we had a very nice relationship last summer. Yeah. It changed since. Don't you remember last summer?

Vicky: That's because I don't know you the way I do now.

Jason: Well, I knew you. Man, I could see right through you. You had nobody. You would -- well, you were thankful for any ally you can get.

Vicky: I was stupid to ever talk to you.

Jason: Well, you had me for an ally. I was the only one till Jake. Now, why don't we just put all the cards right out on the table? You call your dog Cass off, or I tell Jamie it's not his baby. I mean, you got somebody else's cake in that oven, honey.

Vicky: No, I don't! Jason, you leave us alone!

Jason: You know, I was never 100% sure, not till now.

Stacey: Your wedding dress. Oh, Nicole, this is fabulous.

Nicole: Oh, thanks.

Stacey: Come on, tell me what it was like to design your own wedding dress. I can't even imagine. Sit down.

Nicole: Ok. Well, I don't think I've changed designs so many times in my life. But I love doing it.

Stacey: Well, it's absolutely gorgeous.

Nicole: Well, thanks. I'll feel better when I get it all finished, though.

Stacey: Nicole, you are going to be so pretty walking down that aisle.

Nicole: April's going to be a great month.

Stacey: I'm just lucky that Cass found you.

Nicole: Oh, he's a wonderful man, Stacey. I really love him.

Stacey: You do know that he's not always the easiest guy to get along with, ok?

Nicole: No, I know that.

[Stacey laughs]

Nicole: But I understand him. And nobody knows me better than he knows me. We've had our share of ups and downs, of course, but I think from now on it's going to be smooth sailing.

Stacey: Yeah.

Nicole: I hope, anyway.

[Stacey laughs]

Nicole: Cass!

Stacey: Oh, my God.

Nicole: What happened? Oh, what did he do to you?

Stacey: Oh, no.

Nicole: Oh, Cass.

Mitch: I don't want to see any more of your little tricks --

Felicia: Mitch, I'm telling you, this isn't Noah.

Mitch: Coming from you.

Man: Look, mister, I'm just a messenger, ok?

Felicia: You delivered a package today to the Love Tower, to a Felicia Gallant, me?

Man: Yeah, I took something there, yeah, but not to that name. It was to --

Felicia: Fanny Grady?

Man: Yeah.

Mitch: Ok, well, who sent you?

Man: A man named Noah Grady.

Felicia: Where is he?

Man: I don't know. I just got paid to deliver the package.

Mitch: Well, then, if he paid you, then you must have seen him.

Felicia: Do you have any idea what he looks like?

Man: Look, slow down, will you? Like I said, I'm just a messenger trying to earn a little extra.

Mitch: Ok, ok, ok. What did he look like?

Man: I never saw the fellow. Look, I didn't know there was going to be any kind of trouble.

Felicia: If you didn't see him, then how did you know what to do?

Man: He told me on the phone.

Mitch: Then you talked to him.

Man: He told me to come here to pick up the package and my pay envelope would be on top. That's it.

Mitch: Terrific.

Felicia: I'm sorry. We didn't mean to frighten you.

Man: That's all right. Look, I've got another package to deliver, though, so if you don't mind --

Felicia: Can you tell me to who you're delivering it to?

Man: Yeah, it's to the children's hospital, room 601, from Uncle Red and Aunt Mamie.

Felicia: Ok.

Man: Excuse me.

Felicia: I was afraid it was a package for Lisa. I thought maybe we found him.

Mitch: Ok, let me get this right. He takes the article --

Felicia: Because he doesn't want it published, Mitch.

Mitch: I'm not so sure that that's exactly it.

Felicia: He doesn't want to be embarrassed for the sin that could go public.

Mitch: No, no, it doesn't fit. I don't think that's it.

Felicia: Mitch, the fact that I got pregnant -- he's afraid it's going to be in one of the installments.

Mitch: Look, I don't even think he's concerned about what -- you know, what happens to you. I think he's concerned about the way the world's going to see him.

Felicia: What? Because of the way he treated me?

Mitch: Yeah. And the scare tactics. But it's going to stop.

Felicia: What are you going to do?

Mitch: What we should have done from the start. I'm going to go see the police.

Felicia: No, Mitch, please.

Mitch: Why not?

Felicia: I don't know. I just -- I just can't go to the police. I can't explain it.

Mitch: So what are you going to do, just let him continue to terrorize you?

Felicia: If you go to the police, then everything you say to them is public. Isn't that right?

Mitch: Ok. Ok, then -- then we'll go to Cass.

Felicia: Why?

Mitch: Why? Because at some point I'm going to find out who Noah Grady is. Then I'm going to go to Cass. I'm going to get him to go to a judge and get a restraining order.

Felicia: You really think that will work?

Mitch: Look, you're not his little stepdaughter anymore. You happen to be my wife. Some way we're going to put an end to this.

Nicole: Here.

Cass: Ow -- Stace --

Stacey: Hold still.

Cass: How can I when you're burning my skin off?

Stacey: It's just a mild antiseptic.

Cass: Not when you're on the receiving end, it isn't mild.

Stacey: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Gee.

Stacey: And how about these --

Cass: Don't touch my ribs!

Stacey: Ooh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Cass: Did anybody ever tell you it's a good thing you didn't go into nursing?

Stacey: Did anybody ever tell you that gratitude is not exactly your strong point?

Nicole: Jamie should be here in a few minutes.

Cass: Hey, don't look so worried. I'm going to be fine.

Nicole: Oh, I can't believe Jason would do this.

Stacey: Jason? He had two of his thugs do it for him.

Cass: It is amazing. The guy is so broke that we're foreclosing on everything he owns, and yet he can come up with the money to hire goons.

Nicole: He wants you to drop this suit.

Cass: Yeah, well, fat chance.

Nicole: Cass, maybe you should.

Cass: Are you kidding? What I should do is charge him with assault and battery.

Nicole: Cass, you could have been killed!

Cass: Hey -- hey, come here. Come here. Listen, what's a couple of ribs, you know? There's plenty more where they came from. I hurt a lot worse the last time I used the rowing machine at the gym.

Nicole: You're not joking your way out of this.

Cass: You know what our one major problem is? These are the clothes I was going to wear for our wedding.

Nicole: Cass --

[Footsteps]

Stacey: Jamie.

Jamie: Stacey!

Stacey: Hi. A long time.

Jamie: I didn't know you were back.

Stacey: Yeah. Boy, you look great.

Jamie: Yeah, well, so do you.

Stacey: Uh --

Jamie: Hi. Yeah.

Stacey: Yeah. Well, it's good to see you.

Jamie: How is Cass?

Stacey: Well, he looks sort of like Jasonís tractor ran him over, but --

Jamie: Jason did this? I don't believe it.

Cass: What are you two whispering about over there?

Nicole: Oh, hi, Jamie.

Jamie: Hello, Nicole.

Cass: Thanks for coming, Jamie.

Jamie: Hey, no problem.

Cass: Real attractive, huh?

Jamie: Uh-huh.

Cass: Listen, I know you just got back from your honeymoon, but --

Stacey: Oh, that's right. Congratulations are in order.

Jamie: Yeah.

Stacey: I hope you guys are going to be really happy together.

Jamie: Thank you very much.

Stacey: So, I'm looking forward to meeting -- what? -- Vicky -- is that her name?

Jamie: Yes. As a matter of fact, I think you'd like her a lot.

Stacey: Oh, I'm sure I will.

Jamie: Hmm. Cass, are you positive that Jason was behind this?

Cass: Yes, I am.

Jamie: Did you see him?

Cass: No, but I saw his friends.

Stacey: I tried to clean up his face a little bit --

Jamie: Hmm.

Stacey: And the cuts on his hand.

Cass: Yeah. She did a great job. She used paint remover.

Stacey: I did not.

Jamie: How about your vision?

Stacey: Well, you should check his ribs. Oh -- but don't touch him there.

Jamie: How about your vision?

Cass: I think the vision's fine.

Jamie: Yes? What about headaches?

Vicky: I want you out of here! Jamie will be here soon, and he'll throw you out.

Jason: You're just afraid that I will tell him the truth the second he walks through the door.

Vicky: I swear I'm going to call the cops, Jason.

Jason: I'll give you till Friday. That's Feliciaís big thing. You either get rid of Cass, or I tell Jamie what a slut his wife is.

[Knock on door]

Vicky: You --

Jason: Maybe that's Jamie. I'll get it. Hey, old habits die hard. Jake.

Jamie: Radiology, please.

Felicia: Honey, what did these guys say to you?

Cass: Well, we didn't have much of a conversation, Felicia. You know, things like "bam" and "ugh" and that sort of thing.

Felicia: Just because you're my friend. My God, Mitch, Noahís coming after Cass now?

Mitch: I don't think so.

Cass: Who is?

Felicia: First Lisa and now Cass?

Cass: Hey, the guy who's behind this whole encounter was Jason Frame.

Felicia: Jason?

Mitch: Well, it does sound somewhat like his style.

Felicia: Are you sure it's Jason?

Cass: I'd bet a few bucks on it.

Mitch: Well, why would he think he could get away with something so stupid?

Cass: He never was the brightest light on the Christmas tree. Is Nicole up there?

Stacey: No, she must have stepped out.

Cass: What do you mean, she must have stepped out?

Stacey: Well, maybe she saw you all banged up and -- I don't know -- took a walk or got some fresh air or something.

Cass: Mitch, would you do me a favor? Would you go out and see if Nicoleís car is still here?

Mitch: Sure.

Felicia: I can't get over you. You look so awful.

Cass: Why, thank you very much. Perhaps if I borrowed your hat --

Felicia: I don't think it would help.

Cass: Will you stop worrying? You're worse than Nicole.

Felicia: Yeah, well, you get beaten up all the time.

Cass: No, not so terribly frequently lately.

Felicia: Oh, for heaven's sake.

Cass: No, and look at the bright side.

Felicia: What?

Cass: I've had a string of successes along the way.

Felicia: I suppose.

Cass: You suppose? My ego is crushed.

Mitch: Her car's gone, Cass.

Felicia: Maybe she went to get you some aspirins or something.

Cass: Why didn't you say anything?

Felicia: No, no, no, wait.

Cass: I can't --

Jamie: I suggest you stay seated.

Stacey: Cass, don't you dare. Sit down.

Cass: All right. You've convinced me.

Felicia: You know what you need?

Cass: What?

Felicia: Chicken soup.

Cass: Chicken soup?

Felicia: Yes. At Tops, we make it. Trust me, it's going to work, really.

Mitch: That's right, Jamie?

Jamie: Uh -- I always recommend chicken soup.

Felicia: You see?

[Stacey laughs]

Felicia: There you go. All right, Mitch, let's go. I'm going to go get you some. I'll be back very soon, honey.

Cass: You're all nuts. What I need is to know where Nicole went.

Nicole: I want to talk to you.

Jason: Oh, Ms. High and mighty, hi.

Nicole: How could you do something like that?

Jason: Do what?

Nicole: You think that beating Cass up is going to solve your problems?

Jason: Cass?

Nicole: Oh, don't play dumb. Cass came over here to talk to you about the lawsuit, and you had your goon squad beat him up.

Jason: What are you talking about?

Nicole: Don't lie about it.

Jason: Just cool it for a second, would you? I walked in this house five minutes ago myself.

Nicole: I didn't say you did it, Jason. I said you had your men do it.

Jason: Contrary to what you may believe, I don't got no men. What happened? He supposedly come over here and he got jumped on? What?

Nicole: You know he was.

Jason: That's why this place was a mess. I thought somebody broke in.

Nicole: Oh -- would you stop playing innocent? You don't have any background for the role.

Jason: Do me a favor and listen real careful to what I got to say. I don't know anything about him being beat up. That is the truth.

Nicole: Oh -- Jason, please, don't hurt Cass. Look, I'll get him to stop the foreclosure, I promise. But please, if you have any decency left, leave him alone.

[Phone rings]

[Door closes]

Jason: Yeah, hello?

Man: Did you get the message?

Jason: What?

Man: If you didn't, we can always do it again.

Jason: Who is this?

Man: She wants you to stop the threats. Get smart.

Jason: Iris.

John: I can't sleep. I put my head down, and the dreams --

Sharlene: What dreams?

John: Kids. Kids I took care of.

Sharlene: That was your job?

John: They trusted me. They all trusted me -- the children, the mothers. One woman --

Sharlene: Who was she?

John: Ky Her name was Ky. I have a picture of her here. I know I do.

John: Ky She -- she crawled through the jungle with her baby. And she gave him to me. "Take my baby, doctor. Make my baby well." I tried to explain to her that I wasn't a doctor, I was a coroner. Just a coroner. Didn't matter.

Sharlene: She -- she gave you her child?

John: Yeah. She trusted me. She was sick. She was dying. Malaria, probably. The baby died, too.

Sharlene: Was the baby sick?

John: No.

Sharlene: Then go on. Go on.

John: She trusted me. Sharlene, come on, donít. Don't -- don't pity me.

Sharlene: I'm not pitying you.

John: No! Sharlene --

Sharlene: I'm -- I'm ok. I'm ok.

John: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sharlene: I'm ok.

John: I will hurt you.

Sharlene: You have got to tell me what happened.

John: No, canít.

Sharlene: Why not? Why?

John: Because I'll lose you, too.

Sharlene: No, no. No.

Sharlene: You won't lose me. But you've got to get this out. This is like a poison in your system. And you've been holding it inside for years.

John: I -- I am so tired.

Sharlene: No, you're tired, but you've got to just tell me, just tell me, John. And then once it's out and you're going to be able to sleep.

John: When we were in the gallery --

Sharlene: Tell me.

John: It all just came pouring back to me. You -- you will hate me if you know what I did.

Sharlene: No, I wonít.

John: They do. And they'll never forgive me.

Sharlene: Who?

John: The ghosts.

Sharlene: John, talk.

John: I was working in a -- in a hospital in the jungle, treating civilians -- women, children, mostly.

Sharlene: But you were wonderful with children.

John: That's why I stayed.

Sharlene: What do you mean?

John: When my tour was over in Vietnam, I didn't go home. I stayed there.

Sharlene: Because of the children?

John: Yeah. They used to play with my dog tags. They called me "Bac si."

Sharlene: "Bac si"?

John: It's "doctor" in Vietnamese.

Sharlene: Now, wait. How did you find this hospital?

John: I built it. I loved those kids. And that woman --

Sharlene: Ky?

John: Ky.

Sharlene: Ky.

John: She came from so many miles away. She crawled through the jungle with her baby. She gave me her baby. She said, "doctor, please, take my baby, make him well." I promised her I would. She knew she wouldn't make it. And I promised her -- I promised them all. They depended on me. They trusted me. And now they're -- they're all dead. All.

Jake: What's the story, Vicky?

Vicky: Where's Marley?

Jake: She's home. What, you're not even going to tell me why Jason was here?

Vicky: Money problems. Same old stuff. What are you concerned about Jason for?

Jake: Because he was at our place.

Vicky: What?

Jake: Right before Mary and Vince left, he was asking a lot of questions.

Vicky: Like what?

Jake: Oh, like how close we were, how close we got last summer -- just questions like that.

Vicky: Well, he likes to cause problems. Just ignore him, ok?

Jake: Ok, fine, I'll ignore him. So why don't we talk about us, hmm?

Vicky: What?

Jake: We did spend a lot of time together last summer, Vicky. When Marley left and Jamie went back to Lisa -- you remember that?

Vicky: Oh, come on, Jake! That was one night!

Jake: It was one night I remember! I was there!

Vicky: Well, forget about it!

Jake: I can't!

Vicky: Why not?

Jake: Because I'm not sterile, Vicky! That baby could be mine!

Vicky: Jake, forget about that night! Now, listen to me. Think of Marley. She would be destroyed if she found out about that night.

Jake: Yeah, well, so would Jamie, especially if he started doubting whose baby that was.

Vicky: Oh, come on. That's dumb.

Jake: Look at me! We have never kept secrets from each other. Vicky, is that baby mine?

Jason: There's just one surprise after another today.

Felicia: I can only stay a minute.

Jason: Why? Did you leave Mitch in the car?

Felicia: No.

Jason: You left him at home?

Felicia: I need to ask you a question.

Jason: This is really funny. One day nobody wants to talk to me. The next day I get visitors every --

Felicia: Just one question, Jason.

Jason: Ok, one question. Go ahead. Try me.

Felicia: Did you have Cass beaten up?

Jason: Is that what he's saying, that he's going around saying that I punched him out?

Felicia: Can't you just answer one question?

Jason: Yeah. Would you believe me if I told you no?

Felicia: My God, Jason. This is so important to me. Answer it!

Jason: I realize that. You guys are buddies. I would be upset myself.

Felicia: So then you didn't have him hurt?

Jason: No, I didn't, but I think I know who did. There's somebody out there with a vendetta, somebody else.

Felicia: You're right. It's him. I know it.

Jason: Who?

Felicia: Never mind.

Jason: The guy at Tops?

Felicia: Well, there was a guy at Tops. You know there was a guy at Tops.

Jason: I never did not believe you. You know that.

Felicia: No, I -- I know. I know you didnít.

Jason: Ok, then what's going on?

Felicia: What do you mean?

Jason: Is there somebody after you?

Felicia: I think so.

Jason: You need protection.

Felicia: I don't know what to do.

Jason: If anybody knows what to do with somebody's after him, that's me.

Jason: Here.

Felicia: What are you doing with that?

Jason: It's a gift from me to you.

Felicia: A gift?

Jason: You got somebody after you. The important thing is to be prepared.

Vicky: Look at this.

Jake: What's this?

Vicky: It's a sonogram picture.

Jake: A sonogram --

Vicky: It's a test they do on the fetus. They get the picture through sound waves, and it shows them a lot of things, including the date of conception.

Jake: So what?

Vicky: So you're not the father.

Jake: I'm sorry, Vick, but this doesn't look like anything to me.

Vicky: It's proof.

Jake: Yeah, well, a couple of months ago, they took a test on me that proved that I was shooting blanks, except they were wrong, Vicky.

Vicky: It's different!

Jake: Vicky, the hospital spends millions and millions of dollars on equipment, and they pay some jerk minimum wage to run it! You can't always depend on this stuff!

Vicky: I just figured it out.

Jake: What?

Vicky: You want to be the father.

Jake: No, I don't! What the hell kind of statement is that?

Vicky: Yeah, your big macho image! Marley can't have a baby, but this proves differently, huh?

Jake: You're out of line, Vicky! You're out of line.

Vicky: I know. Oh, Jake, I'm sorry. I am. It's -- it's just that I don't need this right now. Jamie loves me, and everything just clicked on our honeymoon. I just don't want to lose that.

Jake: All I want is the truth.

Vicky: And you don't want to lose Marley, right?

Jake: No.

Vicky: This is Jamieís baby. Believe me.

Jake: Vicky, you're lying to me.

Vicky: Jake, don't hurt me like that, come on.

Jake: I mean, don't you ever even think about it?

Vicky: Yeah, I did. I did once, but this is proof.

Jake: Tell me something. What does -- what does Jason think he has on us?

Vicky: He likes to gossip. That's all. He just wants to get me back for that lawsuit. Come on, believe me.

Jake: I should pay that man a visit that he won't forget. You know that?

Vicky: No, you should just forget about him. He doesn't worry me at all.

Jake: Oh, not at all, no --

Vicky: No. Of course not, ok?

Jake: Ok. I'm going to get going, all right?

Vicky: Hey. You want to give me a lift?

Jake: Sure. Where?

Vicky: Well, I've got to go see Jamie before --

Jake: Jamie before what?

Vicky: Before I figure out what to make for dinner. Boy, you are just nosy, nosy today, aren't you?

Jake: It hasn't been my day.

Vicky: Come on.

Jamie: I don't know. He's awfully rambunctious for an invalid. Don't you think?

Stacey: Yeah, apparently his lips haven't sustained any injury.

Cass: Listen to those two.

Nicole: I don't hear a thing.

Cass: You left without telling me where you were going.

Nicole: I guess you didn't hear me.

Cass: Where did you go?

Jamie: Excuse me, Cass, you know, but I think it's time for you to get those x-rays.

Cass: Now?

Jamie: Yes, now.

Cass: Great timing.

Jamie: Radiology is expecting you. I called them.

Stacey: Oh, he'll be there if I have to drag him.

Cass: She would do that to an injured man. Take my word for it.

Nicole: Hey, how can everybody joke about this? Jason almost killed you.

Cass: It's ok.

Jamie: Listen, I know that Jason probably did this because Vicky hired you. I'm going to talk to Jason and set him straight.

Cass: Jamie, you stay out of this.

Nicole: You just got back from your honeymoon.

Cass: Jason is a little out to lunch right now, and there's no telling what he's liable to do.

Jamie: I really don't care what he does. He's going to have to answer to me.

Jamie: Ok, Cass, we'll see you later.

Cass: Thank you again, Jamie.

Nicole: Thank you, Jamie.

Stacey: Take care.

Jamie: Bye.

Stacey: It was good to see you, Jamie.

Vicky: Hey, where do you think you're going?

Jamie: What are you doing here?

Vicky: Coming to find somebody to take me to dinner, and I found out that you were here.

Jamie: Well, I'm on my way to talk to Jason right now.

Vicky: No!

Jamie: What do you mean, no?

Vicky: Oh, well, I'm not feeling that well, and I want you to stay with me.

Jamie: What's wrong?

Vicky: Just feeling a little strange. I'm probably just tired, but will you stay with me?

Jamie: Well, tell me. What is it? What is it? What's wrong?

Stacey: Hey, you must be Vicky.

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: Vicky, Stacey Winthrop.

Vicky: Winthrop?

Stacey: Yeah, Cass' sister.

Vicky: Hi.

Stacey: Congratulations. I heard you just came back from your honeymoon.

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: Stacey and I are old friends.

Vicky: Oh. Well, what are you all doing here?

Jamie: Well, as it turns out, Jason had Cass beaten up earlier today.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: Yeah, that's right. A few bruises, nothing too serious.

Vicky: Oh, no.

Jamie: Apparently, Jason is not just full of idle threats. Listen, if you're not feeling well, let's get you home, ok?

Vicky: Yeah, yeah. Wait for me outside, ok? I'll be out in a minute.

Jamie: Now, don't be long, then.

Vicky: I won't be.

Jamie: Stacey, I'll see you later.

Stacey: Oh, terrific.

Jamie: Bye.

Stacey: Bye. It was good to see you.

Vicky: Cass, I just heard.

Cass: Hey there. Yeah, yeah. It looks like I won't be chasing Nicole around the bedroom for a couple days.

Vicky: Oh --

Cass: Otherwise, I'll make it.

Vicky: This is all because of me, isn't it, this lawsuit?

Cass: Jason's getting a little desperate.

Vicky: Well, I want to talk to you about it.

Cass: Ok, talk.

Vicky: I've been thinking a lot about it for the past couple of days, and I want to drop the lawsuit. Stop the foreclosure.

Cass: Sorry.

Vicky: What do you mean?

Cass: We can't stop it now. It's too late.

Jason: Hey, don't be afraid.

Felicia: I hate guns.

Jason: You got to have protection.

Felicia: No, I don't want it.

Jason: Hey, look, Mitch can't protect you. Obviously Cass canít. You're on your own. Now, between you and me, I'm going to carry a piece myself from here on in.

Felicia: It's illegal.

Jason: It is not illegal. It's a registered gun. It's not illegal for self-defense. Now, go on, please, take it.

Felicia: No, no.

Jason: Felicia, take it. One day you'll thank me for this. Here.

Mitch: Room key for Grady -- Noah Grady.

Clerk: Ok. Ok.

John: We were way west on the Cambodian border. Over the weekend, the N.V.A. had swept in. They were mounting a big offensive. I knew the whole area was hot. And the 101st airborne was several miles north. I was expecting them to cross into Vietnam up there. I thought about asking them for -- some helicopters to come and help me get the kids out of there, but I knew if I did that it would give our position away, it would draw enemy fire. I couldn't risk that with the kids. So I was stuck. I knew that we just had to stay put.

Sharlene: But then how could you ever get to safety?

John: There was a navy seal team that was running operations on the Cambodian side. They had been running ops in and out of there for a month or so. I knew some of the guys, and they'd help me out from time to time with bandages and medicine and stuff. They had come by and said that they were running an operation that night, but they'd be back the next morning to help me get the kids out of there.

Sharlene: Well, did they come?

John: We never made it through the night. Eight hours -- eight stinking hours -- that's all anyone ever asked of me.

Sharlene: John --

John: Oh, the fires --

Sharlene: The fires?

John: There was so much fire everywhere. God, I can still see them screaming.

Sharlene: Fire -- John, wait, wait. Did you cause the fire? Is that it? How did the fire start?

John: We were all asleep. Everybody was sleeping. You know what kids look like when they're sleeping? They're so -- so trusting. It doesn't matter what has happened to them. They look as though they trust that they'll be taken care of. I had kids with napalm burns. They came in with shrapnel in their arms and their legs and their backs and their faces, and they were dying of dysentery and hepatitis and malaria and malnutrition. It just never stopped. It -- but at night -- at night they slept, and they trusted. And everything was quiet. So hot and so quiet. And then the choppers arrived.

[Helicopters approach]

John: I woke up to that unmistakable sound of those rotors. And I couldn't imagine what they were doing there. Why the hell were they there? What -- I jumped up and I grabbed a radio, and I ran out into the jungle. And I looked up and I was -- I waved at them and I screamed at them. There's an emergency frequency on all radios. I turned to the frequency and I tried to talk to them, and they wouldn't even respond to me. I tried everything that I could to get through to them, to let them -- to let them know that they -- they were going to give our position away, there were children there, there were kids there. Didn't they understand that? Didn't they know that the N.V.A. was all around us? I even shouted at them. No! No! Get out of here! No! No! But it was no use.

[Gunshot]

John: The first chopper couldn't even set down.

[Gunshots]

John: And by then, the whole hospital. They never had a chance. I tried to get to them, but the whole place was on fire. All I could do was hear their screams. And I could see their faces. And then the choppers just left. And everything burned. They'll never forgive me. You see, they -- they trusted me. They depended on me. They'll never forgive me.

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