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Another World Transcript Monday 3/7/05

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Amanda: I was so glad when you said you were going to meet me here.

Dustin: I'm sorry it's such short notice.

Amanda: Look, donít worry about it. It's ok. Here, let me take your coat.

Dustin: I hope it's not an inconvenience.

Amanda: Are you kidding? Do you know how much I want this V.I.P. list?

Dustin: I'm just sorry I have to take you away from the christening.

Amanda: Stop apologizing, please. I wouldnít be able to do this article if it wasn't for you. Unless I can prove that video match is a front for an escort service, I have -- I have an article that I wouldnít even read.

Dustin: So you've said, yes.

Amanda: That's why I was so frustrated the last time when you canceled the meeting.

Dustin: Oh, well, something important came up.

Amanda: That's all right, I understand.

Dustin: Yeah, I made sure it wonít happen again.

Amanda: So where is it? Where's the list?

[Organ plays]

Evan: So where's Amanda?

Sam: This had better be business.

Evan: What difference does it make?

Sam: The difference is I donít like you sniffing around after my wife.

Evan: Well, your wife and I just happen to work together, Sam.

Sam: Yeah, so did I, and I also happen to know that it's a very fine line between business and personal interest.

Evan: Sam, if you donít trust your wife, that's your problem. I just want to know where she is.

Sam: Yeah, well, what are you so hot to talk to her about?

Cass: You have information for me?

Donna: That's right.

Cass: Concerning Jasonís death?

Donna: I do if you believe someone other than Felicia shot him.

Cass: Oh, I do.

Donna: Then I might be able to help you, but you have to agree to my conditions.

Cass: What are they?

Michael: So, what are you two talking about?

Dustin: I donít have the list.

Amanda: But I thought that --

Dustin: Not with me.

Amanda: Oh. I'm sorry. I must've misunderstood. Why did you want to meet me here?

Dustin: Well, because I can get it.

Amanda: You can? When?

Dustin: Right away.

Amanda: How?

Dustin: A V.I.P. girl I know is a good friend and she's trying to leave the business. She has the list.

Amanda: So she's got her hands on the list.

Dustin: Yes, and I persuaded her to hand it over.

Amanda: That's great!

Dustin: If she likes you.

Amanda: What?

Dustin: Well, she wants to meet you, get to know you.

Amanda: Sure, to see if she can trust me.

Dustin: Exactly.

Amanda: All right, I understand that.

Dustin: At my place, if that's convenient.

Amanda: Your hotel room, sure.

Dustin: No -- uh -- it's at my house. I'm afraid it's on the edge of town.

Amanda: You're just going to have to give me directions.

Dustin: My chauffeur will take us.

Amanda: Terrific. Well, that makes it easy. You know, a V.I.P. girl trying to quit the business is going to be great for my article.

Dustin: She has lots of fascinating stories.

Amanda: Good. I canít wait. When can we go?

Dustin: Andrews is right downstairs.

Amanda: Terrific. Just let me make a note for Sam.

Dustin: You could call from my house.

Amanda: Well, I know, but I told him I'd be right back.

Dustin: You told him you'd be meeting me here, didnít you?

Amanda: Well, you know, I should have, but I was in such a rush. I just said that it was about work.

Dustin: Well, he wonít worry about you, will he?

Amanda: No, I guess not.

Dustin: Besides, you'll have the scoop of a lifetime to show him when you get back.

Amanda: Yeah, I will, wonít I?

[Dustin laughs]

Amanda: He's going to be blown away. Let's go.

Evan: Why are you being so hostile to me?

Sam: Because you're always trying to get alone with Amanda.

Evan: I canít believe that I'm hearing this.

Sam: You might fool Amanda, but you sure as hell ain't fooling me. I know you got the hots for her.

Evan: Sam, can I explain something to you?

Sam: No, you let me explain something to you. There is no way that I am going to allow you any time alone with Amanda. You got that?

Evan: Sam, if I want to see her, I'm going to see her. You canít stop me.

Sam: Watch me.

Evan: Sam, I just said it's imperative that I talk to her. Will you just tell me where she is?

Sam: And I told you to forget it.

[Matt whistles]

Evan: Hey, Matt, Matt, Matt? Excuse me, excuse me? How you doing?

Matt: Hey. How you doing, Evan?

Evan: I need to talk to Amanda. Have you seen her?

Matt: Oh, no, she left.

Evan: She did? Do you know where she went?

Matt: I donít know. She left before the ceremony. Ask Sam, though. He might know.

Donna: Is it time for more family photographs?

Michael: No. Look, I'm sorry to interrupt. I just want to know what you --

Donna: No, it's all right. I -- is the minister still here?

Michael: Donna, Donna --

Donna: I wanted to get a picture of you with Steven --

Michael: What were you and Cass talking about?

Donna: Shh!

Michael: Why?

Donna: I donít want anybody to hear.

Michael: Hear what?

Donna: Cass and I have the most incredible idea for a wedding gift for Nicole.

Michael: Oh. Like what?

Donna: It's a surprise.

Michael: A surprise? Can you tell me about it?

Donna: No. He swore me to secrecy.

Michael: Ok. I just thought maybe I could help.

Donna: You can. If you could take Nicole over to our suite, then I'd have a chance to talk with Cass.

Stacey: Cass?

Cass: Hi, Stace.

Stacey: Hey, how'd it go?

Cass: Well, it was nice. Actually, it was very nice. You know, it was your typical christening -- baby, photographs being taken --

Stacey: Right.

Cass: Proud parents -- that sort of thing.

Stacey: No, no, I remember.

Cass: I'm sorry, Stacey.

Stacey: Oh, that's all right. I mean, Cass, you canít go tiptoeing around me for the rest of your life and, besides, I'm getting along fine.

Cass: Hey, this is your big brother you're talking to here.

Stacey: Cass, I know -- you just have to go on living and, who knows, maybe someday have more babies, right?

Cass: You donít have to pretend with me.

Stacey: Cass, you donít have to treat me like I'm going to break at any minute. I've taken care of myself for a long time now. Am I any worse for the wear, huh?

Cass: No, you're not. I'm sorry. Sometimes I still think of you as my kid sister with pigtails following me home from school --

Stacey: Hmm.

Cass: Picking up every stray cat in the neighborhood, that's all.

Stacey: Oh, those stray cats -- mom used to go crazy.

Cass: Yeah, she hated all animals.

Stacey: Oh.

Cass: But you'd just look up at us with your big, brown eyes, we could never deny you anything. You were always saving something.

Stacey: Yeah, but I couldn't save Megan.

Cass: That was an accident.

Stacey: I know, and I keep telling myself that, but it doesn't make me feel any better.

Cass: Why donít you take a few days off, go out to the lake?

Stacey: No, no, I have to work. Now, listen, you said you wanted an update on the case, right?

Cass: Yeah, is there anything new on the circus equipment?

Stacey: Well, Zack and I found maybe, I donít know, half of it, and there was no sign of another bullet.

Cass: Damn!

Stacey: Yeah, I'm --

Cass: Anything else?

Stacey: Nothing, that's it. I know it's not much.

Cass: Ok, we're just going to have to dig around for the rest of the equipment, that's all.

Stacey: Well, I'm going to go back and look for the gun again.

Cass: What do you mean?

Stacey: I'm going to contact the strongman.

Cass: How do you find him?

Stacey: Donít worry about that. What about your end of the case? Anything going on?

Cass: You're not going to answer my question, are you?

Stacey: Oh, look, I got to run.

Cass: Oh, yeah, right.

Stacey: I'll talk to you later, ok?

Cass: Thanks, Stace.

Stacey: Bye. Hey, papa!

Jamie: Stacey. Hello.

Stacey: Oh, you happy boy.

Jamie: Oh, feeling great.

Stacey: What a wonderful grin you got on there.

Jamie: Thank you very much. You look fabulous. How have you been?

Stacey: Oh, well, thank you. Terrific.

Jamie: Good.

Vicky: Hi, Stacey.

Stacey: Oh, Vicky. There's a smile to match. You look beautiful.

Vicky: Thank you.

Stacey: Well, I just came by to congratulate you guys --

Vicky: Oh, well, that was sweet.

Stacey: And to say hello to Steven.

Jamie: It's amazing how cooperative he's been through all of this. I canít believe it.

Vicky: Yes.

Stacey: Oh, he's beautiful.

Jamie: Isnít he, though?

[Jamie chuckles]

Vicky: Would you like to hold him?

Jamie: Yeah.

Stacey: Hold him?

Jamie: He's not breakable.

Vicky: Here. Here you go.

Stacey: Um --

Vicky: Ok, let's go to Stacey. Ok.

[Steven fusses]

Stacey: Oh, no -- no, I canít hold him.

Vicky: Oh, ok.

Stacey: Um -- I have an appointment I've got to get to. Please excuse me. I'll talk to you later.

Vicky: Ok, Steven. Ok, Steven.

Sharlene: Hello.

John: Hi.

Sharlene: Ooh, are we the only ones here?

Angela: Well, the others should be along any minute. Please, come in.

Sharlene: Ok.

John: Oh, here you are. We couldn't make it to the ceremony.

Sharlene: But we thought everyone would be here by now.

Angela: Well, they're a little late, but donít let that worry you.

Sharlene: Ok. Thank you. Ooh, this is beautiful.

John: Yeah, I guess it's livable

Sharlene: John, did I make a fool out of myself at the construction site?

John: When?

Sharlene: Yelling at those guys. I lost my temper and I --

John: Oh, no, no, no. Listen, they were wasting time and materials. You were right.

Sharlene: I know, but I should've, you know --

John: Oh, Sharlene, come on. You got to yell every now and then, otherwise nobody's going to take you seriously, right?

Sharlene: Does that include you?

John: Of course it includes me. I love it when you get mad, makes me all crazy.

Sharlene: John --

John: No, it does. I'm serious. Oh, I guess we shouldnít talk about things like that, not here in these hallowed halls, huh?

Sharlene: No, really, really --

John: I'm serious.

Sharlene: Am I doing ok?

John: You're doing great. Ooh, these look edible.

Sharlene: Oh, thank you.

John: Thank you.

Angela: Now, please, help yourself.

Sharlene: Oh, it's delicious. What? No, what?

John: Here we are, all dressed up, standing around here eating these little shrimp-puff things and --

Sharlene: Crab.

John: I know that's crab -- you know what Mike ought to do?

Sharlene: Hmm?

John: Mike should put up a fluorescent beer sign in the window or something and perhaps a pool table in the middle of the hall. Jazz the place up a little bit, you know?

Sharlene: Are you telling me that you are uncomfortable here?

John: We're not exactly Mr. and Mrs. Trump.

Sharlene: No, wait -- wait a minute.

John: Oh, come on, Sharlene --

Sharlene: No.

John: We're just a couple of hicks.

Sharlene: Ah, you speak for yourself, John Hudson.

John: Well, well, well -- pardon me. I guess I should've said -- let's see, what is the euphemism for "hicks"?

Sharlene: Be careful, be careful.

John: "Cultivators of soil," "hewers of wood," "drawers of water." Is that what I should've said?

Sharlene: Oh, hold your horses -- you donít think that I've been in places like this before?

John: I didnít say that.

Sharlene: Well, that was the insinuation.

John: Oh, I see. Well, in that case, I apologize. It's not what I meant. I was only kidding.

Sharlene: Come. Let's have some more of those sea-foodie things.

John: Sharlene?

Sharlene: Hmm?

John: You have been in places like this before, haven't you, I mean, a lot? You used to live in a place like this, didnít you?

Sharlene: It wasn't quite like this.

John: When you were married to Russ, you did.

Sharlene: John, I really -- I was just --

John: Oh. I'm sorry.

Sharlene: It's ok.

John: No, it's not ok. It was in real bad taste, and I'm sorry I brought it up.

Sharlene: I said it's ok.

John: It just -- it -- well, Russ is back in town, and it's kind of hard to get him out of my mind.

Sharlene: I know. I know. He's been on my mind a lot lately, too. What?

John: Somehow I just canít picture the two of you together.

Sharlene: You canít, huh?

John: No, no, you're completely different.

Sharlene: Well, being different doesn't mean two people canít care for each other.

John: And how do you feel about him now?

Sharlene: He's a good man. I hope he's happy.

John: But you donít really think about him all that much, then, do you?

Sharlene: I do not miss being Mrs. Russ Matthews.

John: That's not what I asked you.

Sharlene: I know. But I could see the question in your eyes. We had some good times, but the bottom line is it didnít work out. That's it. I would never want to go back to the life I had then. Ok?

John: Ok. I donít know how Welchís does it.

Jake: They're not smiling, Vicky. This is not idle chitchat.

Vicky: I realize that, Jake. What do you think they are talking about?

Jake: I have no idea --

Jamie: Hey, hey.

Vicky: Hi.

Jamie: I think we better get Steven to his party; otherwise he might just leave without us.

Vicky: Oh, he's getting cranky? Well, where is he?

Jake: He's with Marley.

Jamie: Yeah.

Vicky: Oh, well, let's go get both of them and head to the reception. How does that sound?

Jake: I'm ready.

Jamie: Let's go party. Come on.

Vicky: All right, let's go.

Jamie: Listen, I'm going to pull the car around front, ok?

Vicky: Oh, you do that.

Jamie: Hey.

Jake: Hey, Matt.

Matt: Hey.

Josie: Big smile.

Vicky: Oh Ė

Donna: Condition number one -- no one is to know that I'm the source of what I'm about to tell you.

Cass: No one?

Donna: Michael would kill me if he knew I were interfering.

Cass: I accept that condition.

Donna: Secondly -- I will only agree to tell you this if you leave Victoria alone.

Cass: If your information leads me in a direction away from Vicky --

Donna: It most certainly does.

Cass: Great. Then I have no trouble with that, either.

Donna: Then in that case, I think that there are certain areas into which you should look -- Iris Wheeler being one of them.

Cass: Yes?

Donna: Oh, she has a reputation for being ruthless.

Cass: And that's it? You're going to pin this on her based on her reputation?

Donna: Cass, I'm telling you I think it would be smart if you were to investigate her.

Cass: Well, donít worry about it. She's already on my short list. And when it comes to a motive, Vicky had as much at stake as Iris, even more.

Donna: Not as much as Jake.

Cass: More speculation, Donna?

Donna: No, I have this firsthand.

Cass: What?

Donna: I talked to Jake the night Jason was shot, and if anybody was capable of murder --

Cass: What did he say?

Donna: He -- he ranted and he raved on about Jason.

Cass: Donna, can you be more specific?

Donna: He threatened. He said -- and I quote -- he said, "I'm going to find that piece of garbage and finish this."

Cass: That's a direct quote?

Donna: Word for word.

Cass: Why was Jake angry with Jason?

Donna: I donít know.

Cass: He was probably protecting Vicky.

Donna: There you are, mentioning Victoria again. I've just given you information about Jake.

Cass: But why would you try to sell your daughter's husband down the river, unless, of course, it was to protect your other daughter.

Donna: Just leave Victoria out of this.

Cass: I donít think I can now, Donna. Obviously, the reason for Jakeís behavior lies with Vicky.

Donna: Well, it's not remotely obvious to me.

Cass: You know something, Donna.

Donna: I do not!

Cass: And I have a feeling that it has to do with Vickyís connection to Jason Frame.

Sharlene: You're still bothered about it, aren't you?

John: No. No, I'm not.

Sharlene: John --

John: Ok -- uh -- I -- I just wonder why you and Russ got divorced.

Sharlene: I told you. Russ and I came from two very different worlds. And when things got rough, we just couldn't seem to bridge the gap between us.

John: Well, what about us? I mean, we are pretty compatible, donít you think?

Sharlene: You have your moments.

John: Well, they're inspired.

Sharlene: Being with you is so easy. There's no pretending, there's no trying to fit in.

John: Yeah, I guess we both tried to fit in places that weren't right for us -- you with Russ, and me with --

Sharlene: I -- I always felt like I was in over my head, you know that?

John: With Russ?

Sharlene: Like he always knew so much more than I did about everything. And his friends -- I tried to be nice, but I am just more comfortable in the country than the country club.

John: Why did he ever let you go?

Sharlene: Sometimes you have to.

John: I'm never going to let you go.

Sharlene: You see me stopping you?

Sharlene: My life changed when I met you, in new ways. I felt more aware of the present and I wanted to be a part of things again.

[Door opens]

Michael: Hey, look, the party started without us!

John: "Started"? We've been here for hours. Hi, Nic.

Nicole: Hi.

John: We were wondering if you were going to make it.

Michael: Thank you very much.

Nicole: Hi, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Hello.

Michael: Excuse me for interrupting. I -- ahem.

John: No, no, not at all.

Nicole: Thank you.

John: Is Cass coming?

Nicole: Yeah, oh, he'll be here. He's coming.

John: Ah. Well, we've been here so long that we've dined and danced and --

Sharlene: Yep.

John: Just about ready to leave.

Michael: No, no, no, no, no, you're not. No, no, no, the party's just beginning, all right? You met Angela here.

Sharlene: Yes.

Michael: Did she take care of you?

Sharlene: Thank you.

John: She certainly did, yes.

Sharlene: That's good.

John: Ooh, food like crazy here. So did everything go smoothly?

Michael: Oh, everything went great. The ceremony was wonderful. Steven was a little trouper.

Nicole: We missed you, though.

Sharlene: Well, oh, we had a slight crisis out at the site.

John: Well, nothing that Sharlene couldn't handle.

Sharlene: Oh, yes, yes, I kept my cool.

Michael: Oh, really? Well, I hear you're doing great.

Sharlene: I'm learning. I'm learning.

Michael: John, you want to help me get some punch for the ladies here?

John: Sure, sure.

Nicole: Thank you.

John: We'll be right back.

Michael: So, how are things going?

John: Oh, just fine.

Michael: Yeah? In spite of Jasonís death?

John: Actually, it hasn't hurt us at all.

Michael: I'm not surprised.

John: Tell me about the ceremony.

Michael: Oh, the ceremony -- oh. It was wonderful. And that kid -- he just did everything he was supposed to do. He was calm when he was supposed to be calm. He was attentive when he was supposed to be attentive.

John: Spoken by someone who is completely unbiased. I can tell that.

Michael: Well, I was just a --

John: Hmm? Hmm?

Michael: Very noticing grandfather, that's --

John: I see. Yeah.

Michael: That's what it was. But the only one that really bothered me, though, was -- was Victoria. I wish she'd be a little more calm.

John: Why? What's wrong with her?

Michael: I donít know. You know, she was doing fine, and then -- I donít know, I saw her talking to Cass, and for the rest of the day she was just upset and bothered. She just wasn't herself.

Josie: Oh, and the baby was so adorable. Wasn't he, Matt?

Matt: Oh, well-mannered --

Sharlene: Uh-huh.

Matt: Didnít say a word while the minister was speaking. He never interrupted, you know, thanked everyone at the end for coming.

Sharlene: Oh, he did? What a kid.

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: Oh, he was an angel, and the christening was so beautiful.

Sharlene: Well, I'm so glad you got off work so you could be there.

Josie: Oh, that reminds me. Speaking of work --

Sharlene: What?

Josie: I've got to get my social security card.

Sharlene: Oh, yeah. That never occurred to me. When do you need it?

Josie: Well, I have to have it right away because I'm not going to get paid until I have it.

Matt: Yeah.

Sharlene: Well, then you better get one.

Josie: Yeah, that's right. I need my birth certificate. You do have my birth certificate, donít you?

Sharlene: Um Ė

Man: What do you want?

Stacey: Can I come in?

Please? I need your help again.

Man: What happened?

Stacey: I got to find the gun.

Man: No, there's something else.

Stacey: It's the damn gun! I have to find it! Now, look, I've done everything your way! Will you help me out?

Man: Come inside.

Man: What's wrong with you?

Stacey: Nothing.

Man: You sound strange.

Stacey: Maybe I'm catching a cold.

Man: Donít lie to me.

Stacey: I'm not. I'm fine.

Man: Then why are you crying?

Stacey: I -- um -- I --

Man: Here. Sit.

Stacey: I'm sorry, I didnít -- ahem -- I didnít know I was doing it.

Man: I'm listening.

Stacey: What?

Man: Tell me.

Stacey: I -- I saw a baby today. And babies always make me cry.

Man: There's more to it than that. Isnít there?

Stacey: She was wearing -- he was wearing a white christening dress. That's my favorite picture of Megan. I always remember her wearing a white christening dress.

Man: Megan?

Stacey: Megan was my daughter. She died. I mean, she's dead.

Matt: Oh, well, maybe I'll have a little piece, just -- thank you. Ahem.

John: Looks good.

Matt: Yeah, Mmm.

Jake: I donít think so.

Vicky: Well --

Michael: Hmm?

Vicky: Such a shame, isnít it? You know, we throw this party for the guest of honor, and what does the guest of honor do?

Michael: Sleeps through the whole thing?

Vicky: Yeah. Of all the nerve.

Michael: Well, tell you what -- let's go wake him up.

Vicky: What?

Michael: Yeah, come on. It's all right. I mean, it's too bad he should miss this party, donít you think?

Vicky: No, dad, if you so much as walk through that door, I -- you're not going to have a very fun time here.

Michael: Why? What's the problem? Look, I'll hold him, all right? You wonít have to do a thing.

Vicky: No, no, no, no, because if he wakes up, he'll want to nurse, and you canít do that.

Michael: You're right.

Vicky: Yeah. So this is my time to relax and -- thank you -- stuff my face.

Michael: Go easy on that. All right, all right, all right, we wonít wake him up, all right?

Vicky: Ok, you promise?

Michael: I promise.

Vicky: Ok, good. I'm going to eat my cake.

Michael: Bye.

Vicky: Bye.

Michael: I had her going there for a minute.

Cass: Hello. Thank you very much.

Cass: Excuse me. Hello, John. Sharlene.

Sharlene: Hello, Cass. How are you?

Cass: Fine, thanks. Glad you could make it to the reception.

John: So are we.

Cass: So, have you changed your mind about talking to me, John?

John: I donít believe you.

Cass: I just thought maybe you'd remember something since the last time you and I spoke, especially something that had to do with Jasonís black market dealings.

John: This is a family party. You just canít let it go, can you?

Cass: No, I canít.

John: I told you I donít know anything about that. I'm going to get a drink.

Sharlene: What did you do that for?

Cass: It's my job.

Sharlene: He's right. This is a party.

Cass: You listen to me. My best friend may go to prison. She may go to prison for life, and she's going through hell right now because somebody's letting her take the rap, and it could very possibly be somebody in this room.

Sharlene: So you have to harass all of these people here?

Cass: No, just the people who might be able to tell me something.

Sharlene: John had nothing to do with Jasonís death.

Cass: Then why did he go after Jason at the party that night? Sharlene, are you really that naive?

Sharlene: What are you talking about?

Cass: Do you actually think that you and John can keep any secrets from me? I mean, do you think I wonít find out everything I need to know before the trial starts? Huh? You're wrong.

Sharlene: What did I say?

Cass: You donít have to say anything. I can tell what you're thinking. So let me make one thing really, really clear. I'll stop at nothing to help Felicia, and that means that you and John are both going to be called up on to that witness stand, and I'm going to find out everything there is to know about both of you. Everything. Think about that.

Sharlene: John? Excuse me. I just remembered there's something that I have to do, I forgot about it, so I'll see you in a bit.

John: What? No, Sharlene, what -- excuse me.

Vicky: Excuse me. Um -- mother --

Donna: Darling. I haven't seen you since I walked in. These little crab puffs that Angela made -- aren't they divine?

Vicky: Yeah, they are divine.

Donna: Did you taste them?

Vicky: Yeah, I would like to go get some more, actually. Dad, you'll excuse us, wonít you?

Donna: Uh --

Michael: Sure.

Vicky: Thanks. Mom? I need to talk to you.

Donna: The crab puffs are over --

Vicky: I donít give a damn about the crab puffs. You tell me why you were with Cass.

Donna: When?

Vicky: Before the reception, after the reception, when you walked in the door here. Now, would you tell me?

Donna: I'm afraid I've made a very big mistake.

Amanda: We should be there pretty soon, right?

Dustin: How about a drink?

Amanda: No, thanks.

Dustin: You know, I really appreciate the way you're handling this, Amanda.

Amanda: What do you mean?

Dustin: Keeping my involvement in the story a secret.

Amanda: Dustin --

Dustin: If people knew I was using V.I.P. girls, it wouldnít be very good for my reputation, now, would it?

Amanda: Dustin --

Dustin: Hmm?

Amanda: There is one person that I did tell about you helping me. It was your friend Evan bates?

Dustin: Oh.

[Dustin chuckles]

Amanda: I work with him. I'm sorry. It just slipped out.

Dustin: No, it doesn't matter.

Amanda: It doesn't?

Dustin: Evan Bates? No, that's no problem at all.

Amanda: Wait a minute, where are we going?

Dustin: Relax.

Amanda: You -- you said your house was on the edge of town, right?

Dustin: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: We just passed the Bay City limits. Shouldnít you tell your driver that he made a wrong turn or something? Shouldnít you? Dustin?

Sam: I donít believe it! You're still here.

Evan: Well, I told you how important it was that I talk to Amanda.

Sam: Yeah, and I told you to forget it.

Evan: What's your problem, Sam?

Sam: My problem is that you wonít go away.

Evan: You know, I never had you pegged as the jealous type.

Sam: Get lost.

Evan: You know, I thought you had this strong sense of security about yourself.

Sam: Yeah, I'm telling you that you are --

Evan: Well, obviously, I was wrong, now.

Sam: I never could stand men who hit on other men's wives.

Evan: If you're talking about the kiss, that can hardly be classified as a pass.

Sam: "Kiss"? What "kiss"?

Evan: In my apartment.

Sam: You kissed Amanda? You actually kissed my wife?

Evan: What, she didnít tell you?

Sam: You bastard!

Rev. Exley: Stop this! Stop this immediately! Mr. Fowler, I order you to stop. What do you think this is? This is a house of God!

Sam: Sorry, reverend Exley. Sorry.

Rev. Exley: I want you to leave immediately.

Evan: Wait, you donít understand --

Sam: You heard the man! Get out of here. And you stay away from my wife.

Amanda: Dustin, why aren't you saying anything? What's going on?

Dustin: Calm down, Amanda. We're almost there.

Amanda: Where are you taking me?

Dustin: To get the biggest story of your career.

[Matt laughs]

Vicky: How could you be so stupid?

Donna: Donít take that tone of voice with me, young lady.

Vicky: You only made things worse.

Donna: I was trying to help.

Vicky: Oh, donít do me any favors.

Donna: I was trying to deflect the attention away from you.

Vicky: By implicating Jake?

Donna: How was I to know that Cass knew about the two of you?

Vicky: He does not know about the two of us.

Donna: Well, he certainly seemed to sense some little secret between you.

[Footsteps]

Vicky: How do you know that?

Donna: Because of the way he was talking.

Vicky: What did you tell him?

Donna: Nothing. I didnít tell him anything! Would you -- calm down.

Vicky: Calm down?

Donna: Yes!

Vicky: What if Cass subpoenas me? What do you want me to tell Jamie?

Jake: Hey, girls, how's it going?

Donna: I was trying to speak to my daughter, if it's all right with you. Excuse me.

Jake: What's with her?

Vicky: Explain later. Now I need to go get Steven and Jamie. Excuse me.

Jake: Something I said?

Cass: Hey, Vicky.

Vicky: I'm in a rush.

Cass: Oh, well, that's ok. This wonít take long. I just wanted to give you something.

Cass: Open it.

Vicky: Oh. It's a gift certificate.

Cass: Yeah.

Vicky: How nice.

Cass: It's from me and Nicole.

Vicky: Well, it was much too generous.

Cass: You thought it was a subpoena, didnít you?

Vicky: Could you please keep your voice down, Cass?

Cass: I wouldnít do that to you, Vicky -- today. But I do have some more questions that I need to ask you, either privately or up on the witness stand. The choice is yours.

Vicky: Thank you for the gift. Excuse me, Jamie? Sweetheart?

Jamie: Yeah? What?

Vicky: I'd kind of like to go now. Could you get our coats, and I'll get Steven?

Jamie: Sure. No problem.

Vicky: Thanks.

Jamie: Goodbye. I'll see you soon.

Nicole: Bye. Bye. Well, you certainly donít seem to be very popular around here, do you?

Cass: And you know what? I donít give a damn.

Nicole: Oh, but, Cass, these people are our friends.

Cass: Not if they're hiding something that could help Felicia.

Nicole: I know, but -- Michael and Donna are --

Cass: You want me to worry about other people's feelings and forget about Felicia?

Nicole: Yes, I -- no, that is not what I said. I didnít mean that.

Cass: You think I'm getting in the way of people having a good time at the party?

Nicole: Cass, will you just stop? This is my family.

Cass: Of course it is. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I think maybe I'm being so hard on people because I'm starting to really worry about this. What if I let Felicia down?

Nicole: No, you canít. You're her best hope.

Cass: I feel like I'm her only hope. You know what kind of pressure that puts on me? I -- I wake up with the judge's gavel ringing in my ears. I fall asleep worrying that I May be so rusty that I'll forget some law or some -- I donít know, some precedent that could save Feliciaís neck.

Nicole: You're doing your best. I've never known you to fail at anything.

Cass: What if my luck runs out this time?

Nicole: Hmm. No, you're not winning this one on luck. This isnít some great spin of the wheel. Cass, you're capable. You're determined. And I know you. You'll give 110%.

Cass: I donít know. When Felicia was arrested, I rode up on my white charger, I was so sure that I could help her. I was so sure that I was better for her than 10 F. Lee Baileys rolled up into one, but I keep thinking, "what if I make a mistake, and Felicia is found guilty?" I wonít be able to live with myself. It'll haunt me for the rest of my life.

Nicole: It's ok to hesitate. But then you just have to put that aside, and you have to keep on. I do understand, you know.

Cass: Hey, your support is so important to me, now more than ever.

Nicole: You know you have it. I love you, Cass. Never forget that.

Sharlene: Hello? Is anybody here?

Man: I'm coming, I'm coming.

Sharlene: Oh, I'm glad you're still open.

Man: Yeah, only just. I was about to lock this door in one minute.

Sharlene: Well, I guess I'm lucky.

Man: So, what can I do for you, love?

Sharlene: I have a rush job. I need to have something copied.

Man: Oh, you've come to the wrong place. We do printing here.

Sharlene: No, I know that.

Man: There's a copying center right around the corner, open 24 hours, I believe.

Sharlene: No, no, no, you donít understand. I donít want this copied.

Man: I thought you just said --

Sharlene: No, excuse me. I do -- I do want it copied, but only after we make a few minor changes. You see, the duplicate is going to be different from the original.

Man: Oh, well, that's a different story. Let's have a look at it.

Sharlene: This is -- this is my daughter's birth certificate.

Stacey: Megan was my whole life. She was everything to me.

Man: How did it happen?

Stacey: An accident. She and her father were in a car accident, and she died instantaneously, so there was no pain to her -- or to me, either. Instead of pain, there was just a kind of emptiness, you know, a void. I donít know. I just -- I had no feelings.

Man: A void?

Stacey: I mean, I cried when I found out. And I cried at the funeral. But then the next day, I stopped. I hadn't any more tears. Just memories of her. So for -- for weeks, I couldn't go into her room. And then one night I was sitting in the dark and something inside of me told me that it was time to go in there. So I went into her room, and I started packing up all of her things. The next day I called the Salvation Army, and they came and they picked up everything, except for a couple of things that I keep in a small box.

Man: Go on.

Stacey: Well, the next week, I put on my suit and I went back to work, and I worked round-the-clock. I didnít sleep much. Didnít have to. And when I did, I slept at the office. See, work was a good thing because it just kept me going. It kept my mind off of her. Certainly it's the one thing that saved me. It's like the whole thing was just a dream, you know? And then I woke up. So, anyway, last Christmas was her birthday, and I felt nothing. I went for a walk, and I found myself walking along the same path that she and I used to take in the park. Then I went over to the nursery school, and -- nothing. I figured it was a good thing if I moved to Bay City because then I wouldnít think about her, you know? She never lived here before. I could just keep on going towards the future. But then today I see this -- I see this baby, and it makes me realize how much I miss her. I just want to hold her again and put her on my lap and touch her and tie her hair up in pigtails like I used to do, hear her laugh and call me "mommy," but it's not going to happen. Oh, God, I want my baby back! Oh, God! Oh Ė

Man: You want a fake birth certificate?

Sharlene: This is not for anything illegal.

Man: How do I know that?

Sharlene: This is for my daughter. It's for her social security number. She needs --

Man: But do you mean to tell me she's never seen her birth certificate?

Sharlene: No.

Man: So, what do you want to change?

Sharlene: I would like the name Lenny Bolger put in the space marked "father" right here.

Man: And what's it say now?

Sharlene: This is very important that I fix this for my daughter.

Stacey: I just didnít realize how much it hurt. You know, there's times when you start to forget what they look like. And you start to panic, you know, because -- can you imagine that? I mean, your only child and you start to forget every little detail on their face?

Man: So you punish yourself?

Stacey: I'm not suffering. I have a great life. I have a terrific job, good friends, lifestyle. I'm healthy. But you know what's the worst?

Man: Having to go on without them? It's not fair.

Stacey: No, but life isnít fair. And you just have to take it.

Man: No, you donít. You'll fight it.

Stacey: Canít change fate.

Man: But that doesn't mean we have to like it or take it lying down.

[Stacey sighs]

Stacey: I am so tired of feeling this anger and hurt inside. But I also donít want to let go of it because I realize it's the only thing that I have left.

Man: I understand.

Man: I do.

[Door opens]

Sam: Amanda?

Sam: Amanda?

Amanda: I donít like this, Dustin.

Dustin: You like classical music, donít you?

Amanda: I donít want to listen to music. I want to go home.

Dustin: I know your favorite composer -- Mozart.

Amanda: What are you talking about?

[Classical music plays]

Amanda: Driver, I want you to pull this car over to the side. Do you hear me?

Dustin: Andrews is paid to do more than just drive. He's paid to be loyal, so stop struggling. You'll hurt your pretty hands!

Amanda: Donít touch me, please.

Dustin: Amanda, calm down. We're almost there. All this anxiety is going to wear you out. Just -- Amanda, Amanda, we have a long night ahead of us. We have a lot of work to do.

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