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Another World Transcript Monday 4/11/05
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Rachel: Oh, I'm so glad you all were in..
Vicky: Well, it's such a great surprise. Hi, Mac.
Jamie: Something tells me you didn't come to see me.
Rachel: Oh, of course I did.
Jamie: Yeah, right. Uh-huh, I can tell. Right, Mac?
Rachel: I think he gets more and more beautiful every single day.
Vicky: Well, of course he does. He's my Steven.
Rachel: You know what? I think he's too warm.
Vicky: You think so?
Rachel: Well, you know how I used to do it? I used to dress him up the way I thought he should be bundled up, and then I take off a layer.
Jamie: Mom, Mom?
Rachel: What? Oh, sorry.
Vicky: No, don't apologize. I need all the advice I can get. I'm going to be the kind of nutty mother who follows Steven to school and makes sure he keeps on his sweaters so he stays warm.
Rachel: Well, if you start early enough, you know, you can tell him what to do right through until he's 16.
Vicky: 16? How about 30? I like 30.
Jamie: That's very progressive of you.
Rachel: Oh, it's a mother's prerogative to tell her children what to do, right, Jamie?
Jamie: You know from experience, Mom.
Vicky: Oh, Mac, I bet you were such a pushover with all your kids.
Mac: Oh, it doesn't really matter what you are. You can be lenient, you can be protective. Doesn't matter. Children are what they are. You'll see.
Donna: Thank you. It's gorgeous. It's just beautiful!
Michael: Am I to assume that you like this, then?
Donna: I love it.
Michael: Well, happy, happy, happy anniversary.
Donna: Happy, happy, happy anniversary.
Michael: This is, by the way -- this is our third first anniversary, am I correct?
Donna: Yes. Variety's the spice of life.
Michael: It certainly is. I must say, this is -- this is quite a gift.
Donna: Do you like them?
Michael: Well, yeah, actually. I really didn't know this was your cup of tea, but I'm willing to try anything, to tell you the truth. I think it's kind of terrific.
Donna: Don't get the wrong idea, don't get the wrong idea.
Michael: Do I have the wrong idea? Come here.
Donna: Yes, you do.
Michael: What, what, what?
Donna: These are a reminder. Let me show you.
Donna: Of our union.
Michael: I don't think I want to follow this.
Donna: No, no, no, no. Am I your wife?
Michael: Yes, dear.
Donna: Am I the love of your life?
Michael: You know that you are.
Donna: And if you should stray --
Michael: Oh, you know that I won't. I won't.
Donna: Let's just say these are my little insurance policy.
Michael: You are something else.
Donna: Yes, I am, and don't you forget it.
Michael: And not too subtle, but you're something else. You sure you don't want to eat out?
Donna: No! Absolutely not.
Michael: Ok, well, look, I'd better go and pick up the food, then.
Donna: Why don't we just have them deliver it?
Michael: Because I want to get a little fresh air. That ok with you, huh?
Donna: Oh, brother. Well, hurry back.
Michael: Well, I will, especially if you promise to model this for me.
Donna: If you're good.
Michael: I'm always good.
Donna: All right, all right, get out of here. Come on.
Michael: Mmm, mmm, mmm. Tastes good. You talk to Marley?
Donna: Yes, I did, and little Michael is fine. He doesn't miss us at all.
Michael: Terrific. Now, can I leave it to you to set a romantic table?
Donna: I can do anything as long as I don't have to cook.
Michael: Fine, well, you just lay it on the table and I'll cook it. See you later.
Donna: Use your key, you silly man! I'm coming, I'm coming.
Iris: Hello, Donna.
Sharlene: Did you find anything out?
Sharlene: Well, does that mean anything, that the jury's taking so long?
John: I don't know. Why don't we go home and wait? You want to do that?
Sharlene: No. Home doesn't look too good to me right now.
John: You get in touch with Josie?
Sharlene: I tried.
John: Well, she'll call. She just needs some time alone.
Sharlene: Well, I keep thinking maybe she'll show up here. She loved Jason. And she is the one who insisted that we be here in the first place. She doesn't want to be here. This is where she heard about me.
John: I'm sorry.
Sharlene: I've lost my brother. It looks like I've lost my daughter, too.
John: Well, you still got me.
Sharlene: I know.
John: And you always will.
Cass: Ok. No, no, but thank you for the help. Yeah, you can reach me at this number. Nothing yet.
Mitch: Ok. Ok, that's good. The longer the jury stays out, the better for the defense, right?
Cass: That's what they say. Let's hope they're right. You know, this can take several days.
Felicia: I know.
Cass: I have to ask you something.
Cass: Why did you do it?
Felicia: Cass --
Cass: We had an eyewitness. You fixed it so I couldn't even put him on the stand.
Mitch: Cass, just lay off for now.
Cass: Why did you refuse to identify Derek as the strongman?
Felicia: Honey, I told you, he wasn't the man.
Cass: You're lying!
Cass: Tell me the truth! Why did you do it?
Felicia: Cass, I told you the truth.
Cass: I never thought this would happen to us. I never thought you'd lie to me.
Stacey: I spoke with Derek, and he insists that he was the strongman that you saw the night Jason was killed.
Felicia: I love that -- you will take his word for it, but you won't take mine?
Mitch: This is not getting anywhere, so let's just go easy with the third degree.
Cass: Stacey set up a meeting for the two of you, a meeting that went on for hours that I didn't even know about!
Felicia: Yes, and after it was over, I knew it wasn't him!
Mitch: Did he threaten you?
Felicia: No, of course he didn't!
Stacey: No, he didn't.
Mitch: How do you know that?
Cass: Why are the two of you always covering up for this bozo?
Felicia: Drop it, Cass! I mean it, drop it!
Cass: He's been nothing but trouble right from the word go! He's never given us any reason to trust him!
Mitch: Then why did you go along with him in the first place?
Cass: Because he had the gun. I thought he was the man.
Mitch: You thought?
Cass: You know, I've been busting my hump trying to clear your wife of a murder charge, and I've got nothing but grief from you!
Felicia: Both of you, I want you to stop it!
Mitch: If you'd gone along with an accidental death, then maybe we wouldn't be having this discussion.
Felicia: Mitch, Cass --
Cass: Yeah, great, why don't we do things your way?
Felicia: My God --
Cass: Just think, if we had, you and Felicia could be sweating it out in some hovel in the Honduran jungle right now!
Nicole: Hello? It's for you.
Stacey: Hello? Stacey Winthrop. Yes? Oh, you did? Terrific! Hold on a sec. Yes? Terrific. Thank you. Right. Bye-bye. That was the detective agency, and they have located Derek.
Cass: So what?
Stacey: "So what?" Have you given up?
Cass: Stace, the trial is over. What good is it?
Stacey: I'm going to talk to him and see if I can't get some answers. It doesn't seem like we're capable of talking around here.
Cass: I'm going after her. I don't trust this guy.
Felicia: Cass, leave her alone. Derek won't hurt her.
Singer: Well I dream with you, baby but I
Felicia's voice: You took that gun?
Derek: I'll tell them -- I'll tell them the gun they found wasn't your gun. You'll go free.
Felicia: And what happens to you then?
Derek: Doesn't matter.
Felicia: I mean, so many people have been hurt from this trial -- John and Sharlene and my husband. I mean, they tell the truth and it changes their lives.
Derek: Fanny, in my life, anything I know about kindness I learned from you. I'll do anything you want. I don't care what happens to me.
Singer: Well you don't need me
Jamie: Mac, are you all right?
Mac: Look, I'm sorry.
Vicky: Oh, don't be sorry. We know how upset you are.
Jamie: Mac, I cannot believe that Iris was behind that takeover attempt.
Rachel: None of us can.
Mac: Still, it's no excuse for what I said. Steven is a beautiful baby, and you're just starting out your lives with him. You know I wish nothing but happiness for you.
Vicky: Oh, we do know that. You know, I was just telling Jamie the other day that I see a lot of you in Steven, but that's not possible, is it?
Jamie: And if there's any justice at all, Mac, Steven will end up just like you.
Vicky: Oh, yeah.
Mac: Look, I really am sorry. You know I love being here with you, but every time I think I got that whole mess pushed aside, it comes rushing back on me.
Jamie: It will get easier, Mac. And if you ever want to talk --
Mac: Well, thank you, Jamie. Rachel, we should really be going. I want to be with Felicia in case the verdict comes in tonight.
Rachel: Oh, don't you want to play with the baby just a little?
Mac: I think we ought to be there now.
Rachel: Whatever you say.
Jamie: Listen, I'll drive by there, Mom.
Rachel: Thanks. Here, darling.
Vicky: Oh, come here, honey.
Rachel: He's a cute little boy.
Vicky: Ok, baby. Hello.
Rachel: Bye-bye, darling.
Rachel: Bye, honey.
Mac: So long, Jamie.
Rachel: We'll see ourselves out.
Jamie: Ok, see you soon. Oh, I have never seen Mac like that before.
Vicky: I know, but do you blame him?
Jamie: He really wanted things to work out with Iris..
Vicky: Did you notice that he never even mentioned her name?
Jamie: Yeah. Mac loves all of his kids, but Iris was his firstborn. To find out something like that --
Vicky: Oh, he looked so sad.
Jamie: There's nothing worse.
Vicky: It must be really tough for you to see him like that, sweetie.
Jamie: No, no, that's not what I mean. It's the betrayal. When someone you love turns on you, you feel like everything you've shared means nothing. You think that your whole life together was a big lie.
Donna: Bye, Iris.
Iris: We are going to talk.
Donna: You can't just burst in here anytime you feel like it.
Iris: You're alone. I saw Michael leaving.
Donna: Were you outside the door listening with a brandy glass?
Iris: How could you do it? How could you be so vicious? How could you tell Cass that I'm the chief?
Donna: Was that little scheme your idea? It really doesn't suit you at all, Iris.
Iris: Forget about me. How could you hurt my father like that?
Donna: Seems to me you're the one who should've thought of that.
Iris: I don't expect you to understand my motives, deary.
Donna: I couldn't. I couldn't possibly understand how anybody could intentionally sink her father's business and then come riding to his rescue like one of Charlie's angels and expect him to endeared to her! Iris, it's very warped.
Iris: I wouldn't expect you to understand what we were going through, my father and myself.
Donna: You're right, I don't understand, because life with my father was such a day at the beach. Don't blame me for your plan backfiring, Iris. You brought all this on yourself.
Iris: But I know why you did it. I know why you told Cass.
Iris: To try and ruin me. You couldn't bear the thought that your husband loved another woman.
Donna: Iris, don't flatter yourself.
Iris: Michael loved me more than anything in the world. I gave Michael more love and more excitement than you could ever dream up. In fact, I think you're quite crazy with the thought of it.
Donna: Aren't you overestimating yourself just a little bit?
Iris: Hmm, am I?
Donna: Iris, let me remind you, Michael left you to come back to me, remember?
Iris: Yes. But he loved me.
Donna: He loved you -- past tense! He loves me!
Iris: Then why didn't he tell you that we were lovers? He must have felt something to have kept it a secret for so long.
Donna: Iris, Michael doesn't love you. And the fact that your father never wants to see you again is your own damn fault.
Iris: You think you've beaten me, don't you?
Donna: Iris, why don't you take what little dignity you have left, pack up your suite, and move? Go to the Riviera. You're very fond of the Riviera.
Iris: You're delighted that you've caused such chaos in my life.
Donna: Iris, you've made your bed. You should be used to lying in it alone.
Sharlene: God, I tried so hard to make Josie's life different from mine.
John: I know.
Sharlene: And a lot of good it's done us, you know? She's only known that we've struggled, and she's wanted so much more.
John: I never got the feeling that Josie ever missed out on having a father, though.
Sharlene: That's because she hasn't known anything different, John.
John: You been able to talk to her?
Sharlene: I hate that place she's staying in. It smells terrible.
John: Did you see her?
Sharlene: She won't even open the door.
John: Well, just give her some time.
Sharlene: Time isn't going to change anything about my past, John. God, that's one thing the books don't teach you about raising your child. They don't tell you when is the right time to tell your little girl --
John: Hey, shh, shh, shh. You're too beautiful for that.
Sharlene: You're changing the subject.
John: Yes. I am.
Frankie: Oh, hi, guys.
John: Hi, Frankie.
Frankie: You heard anything back from the jury yet?
John: No, they're still deliberating.
Frankie: Aw, damn! The longer they take, the more likely it is they're going to let that woman off.
Sharlene: Well, how are you doing, huh?
Frankie: I want this thing over and I want my uncle Jason's name cleared.
Sharlene: Sweetheart, a conviction is not going to clear Jason's name.
Frankie: Yeah. Well, I'll see you guys later, ok?
John: So long, Frankie. She always looks like she's about to punch somebody's lights out.
Sharlene: The world is black-and-white to Frankie. There's no gray in between.
John: Yeah, I can see that.
Sharlene: She's so sure that Felicia's guilty.
John: A lot of people are.
Sharlene: I'm not so sure anymore.
Sharlene: But if she didn't kill my brother, who did?
Jake: Will you just please tell us the test results?
Dr. Peterson: It's not a match.
Dr. Peterson: Based on the blood samples we tested, you couldn't possibly be Steven's father.
Jamie: He's fast asleep.
Vicky: Oh, he could hardly keep his eyes open.
Jamie: Listen, honey, I'm going to go by and see Felicia. Would you like to come with me?
Vicky: Oh, no, I don't think so.
Jamie: Listen, Bridget's here. She can watch Steven.
Vicky: I doubt I'm the person Felicia wants to see for moral support.
Jamie: Honey, she knows about us now.
Vicky: Oh, I know, but she probably thinks I would go to gloat, and a while ago, she would've been right.
Jamie: Oh, come on, I know you better than that.
Vicky: I know you do. I just think you should go, and I will stay here and remember how lucky I am and all the wonderful things that I have.
Jamie: Oh, I love you.
Vicky: I've got an idea!
Vicky: Why don't we have a romantic dinner for two tonight? I'll even cook.
Jamie: Are you feeling neglected or something?
Jamie: Are you sure?
Vicky: I'm positive.
Jamie: Listen, I don't want you to think that we can't be like newlyweds anymore because there's a baby in the house.
Vicky: Oh, I know that. I just want to spend an evening with you.
Jamie: Oh, I think that can be arranged.
Vicky: I love you. I just don't want to lose you, Jamie.
Jake: Hey, Michael!
Michael: Hey, Jake, how are you?
Michael: You not working tonight?
Jake: Actually, I just finished the lunch shift, so I'm off for the evening.
Michael: Oh. Look, my son is at your house, you know that?
Jake: Oh, don't remind me. Marley's already called here three times.
Michael: Is everything ok?
Jake: Yeah, everything's fine. She just calls and tells me everything they keep doing. She sounds like she's having a blast.
Jake: Wait, what are you doing here? This is your anniversary.
Michael: Oh, well, actually, we gave the maid the night off and I had Ada cook us up something a little special and I just came by to pick it up to take it home.
Jake: Ok, well, I won't keep you any longer. Do me a favor, don't worry about Mikey. We're going to take good care of him, ok?
Michael: Good. Bye-bye. Oh, Jake?
Michael: I just want you to know that I'm really happy that you and Marley've worked your problems out.
Jake: Well, everything's not worked out, but I love your daughter.
Michael: I know that. You've taking really good care of Marley through all this. I know how much you two want to have a child.
Jake: We're not going to give up, Michael.
Michael: Jake, I couldn't feel any closer to Mikey than if he were my own son. I want you to remember that and I want you to try and make Marley understand that maybe adoption could be the answer.
Jake: I'm going to do everything I can to make sure that we have a child -- no matter what that takes, you know?
Michael: Yeah. See you.
Jake: Happy anniversary.
Michael: Thank you.
Iris: There is one more thing I want to say to you.
Donna: Iris, do you see this? Michael gave this to me. Today is our anniversary. He's going to be coming back very soon and he expects me to be wearing it. I would like to change with you out of my house.
Iris: Fine. But let me tell you something.
Donna: This is getting very tedious.
Iris: One -- just one tiny, little word of advice, and I think you should listen to me.
Donna: Is that a threat?
Donna: I'm shaking.
Iris: Listen, Donna, you think you've got everything, don't you -- Michael, a perfect child, a perfect little family, now revenge against me.
Donna: Let go of me.
Iris: But, Donna, perfect little worlds have a nasty way of crumbling just when you least expect it. Take it from me. And someday, Donna, your perfect fantasy world is just going to disintegrate before your eyes!
Donna: I doubt it.
Iris: You know, I never, ever wanted to hurt you. But I think you are going to regret every vicious, cruel thing you have ever done to me. In fact, if I were you, I'd bank on it!
Singer: You know you shook me you shook me all night long
Woman: This one's on the house. Rough day? You know, I've never seen you in here before. You new in town?
Woman: You look like you could use a good shoulder to cry on. Oh, do you mind? You know, there's a full moon tonight. I hate full moons. They drive me crazy, get me like you are now. My mama used to say that a full moon was romance, but to me it just means another knockdown-dragout fight with my boyfriend. You don't talk much, do you? Well, that's ok. I'll do all the talking. You probably figured that out already. Oh, now, that's better. Oh. So tell me, did you have a fight with your girlfriend?
Derek: Don't have one.
Woman: What a waste. Look, my name is Cora.
Cora: Right, well, but now it's your turn to say, "hi, I'm --"
Cora: Derek. We're getting pretty good at this, aren't we, Derek?
Cora: I'll just keep talking on and on. You can just throw in a line every once in a while.
Stacey: What are you doing?
Cora: If this isn't a girlfriend, I don't know what is.
Stacey: I asked you a question.
Cora: I'll go back to work now. Excuse me.
Derek: Thanks. I was waiting to hear what the jury decides.
Stacey: And getting sloshed in the process?
Derek: What do you want?
Stacey: I thought you cared about Felicia.
Derek: You know I do.
Stacey: I don't know anything anymore. I think maybe you had us all fooled.
Rachel: Well, the waiting is the hardest.
John: I was talking with one of the guards earlier. He seemed to think the jury may have a verdict sometime this evening.
Sharlene: Oh, let's hope so, for everyone's sake.
Jamie: Mom, Mac, this is Frankie Frame.
Rachel: We've met.
Frankie: Mr. Cory, I've heard a lot about you.
Mac: Hope it was good. Rachel mentioned that you were in town.
Frankie: Yeah, picked a hell of a time to come, huh?
Mac: Well, once the trial is over, I'm sure the Frames will be back to normal.
Frankie: I hear that you put up the bail money for Ms. Gallant.
Mac: Yes, I did.
Frankie: Do you mind if I ask why?
Mac: Because I know her and I know she's innocent.
Sharlene: Frankie, please don't do this.
Mac: Felicia is one of my oldest and dearest friends and an associate. You see, I know what it's like to be charged with a crime that you didn't commit. I went through it last summer. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Frankie: I really didn't mean to upset him.
Sharlene: Frankie, I love you, but sometimes I wish you'd keep your big mouth shut.
Frankie: I'm sorry.
Jamie: You know, Mac has gone through a rough couple of days.
Frankie: I am really sorry to hear that, but if that jury finds Felicia Gallant guilty of murdering my uncle, I want her sent up the river for life!
Rachel: Are you sure you're up to being here tonight?
Mac: I'm too anxious to stay home.
Rachel: Darling, you've got to try and let this go.
Mac: I try, but I keep thinking of last summer.
Rachel: I know.
Mac: And all because of Iris, my own daughter.
Rachel: Darling, I hate to see you like this.
Mac: I'm fine, Rachel.
Rachel: Are you sure?
Mac: I mean, what other choice do I have?
Jamie: Is he all right?
Jamie: What can we do for him?
Rachel: I could've done something, but I didn't.
Rachel: When I found out that Iris really was the chief, I just should've kept quiet about it, but I -- I was so sure it would come out and then he would have to know, you know?
Jamie: Mom, it was the right thing to do.
Rachel: But what if it's something that he just can't handle? I have to go. What's happened?
John: The jury must have come in.
Nicole: Have you been doing any writing lately, Felicia?
Felicia: Uh, no, I haven't.
Nicole: Well, weren't you in the middle of one of your projects right before the trial? I mean, I know that when I'm upset, I do my best work usually. It takes my mind off my problems. Now, you do that, don't you?
Nicole: Are you just going to ignore me while I sit here and make a fool of myself?
Mitch: No one feels like talking now.
Nicole: Well, I just want to know one thing --
Felicia: Honey, please, I'm very tired right now.
Nicole: No, how could you do that to Cass?
Cass: Nicole --
Nicole: How could you ruin all the hard work he's put in to try to get you acquitted?
Felicia: I've only done what I could do.
Nicole: Felicia, you had a chance to walk away from it all! You could have been cleared.
Felicia: You don't know that.
Nicole: Do you have any idea what a nightmare our lives have been since that night?
Felicia: Yes, I think I do have a very good idea.
Nicole: Well, no, I think you threw it all away! You want to go prison, don't you?
Mitch: Shut up, Nicole!
Cass: Hey, come on, everybody. It's the tension. It's getting to all of us. Now, come on.
Nicole: Oh, Cass, how could she do it?
Cass: It's all right.
Cass: Hello? Yes. Thank you, we'll be right there. The jury's reached a verdict.
Derek: You know damn well I wanted to help Fanny.
Stacey: Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it.
Derek: What are you talking about?
Stacey: You and the waitress seemed to be having a pretty good time tonight.
Derek: What do you care who I talk to?
Stacey: Well, it just seems kind of strange to me, the whole idea that you tell me that you're concerned about your old friend Fanny and you sit here in this dive bar getting crocked.
Derek: I don't have to listen to this.
Stacey: Look, I've put up with you for three months and I treated you with kid gloves, and I'm sick and tired of it.
Derek: Then leave me alone.
Stacey: I believed in you when no one else believed in you. I told you things about myself that I never told anyone.
Derek: What do you want from me and what do you want me to do?
Stacey: I thought that you wanted to help Felicia.
Derek: You saw me. You knew I wanted to testify. Fanny stopped me.
Stacey: And you had nothing to do with it?
Derek: What are you getting at?
Stacey: You did not threaten her? You did not force her to lie on the stand and say it wasn't you that she saw in the house of mirrors?
Derek: It sounds like you think I did.
Stacey: I didn't want to think that, but I'm left with no other possible explanation, got it?
Derek: I never should've talked to you. People like you don't understand.
Cora: Be quiet for a minute.
Derek: You never could.
Radio announcer: This just in -- the jury in the murder trial of Felicia Gallant has reached a verdict. The defendant, we are told, is en route to the courthouse to hear the decision. We'll have details --
Stacey: Haven't you done enough?
Derek: Shut up.
Stacey: Leave Felicia alone. You're the last person she needs to see.
Jake: Dr. Peterson.
Dr. Peterson: Mr. McKinnon. What are you doing here?
Jake: They told me I'd find you here.
Dr. Peterson: What did you want to see me about?
Jake: Listen, I -- I think there may have been a mistake with the paternity test.
Dr. Peterson: What kind of mistake?
Jake: I think the test results you came up with are wrong.
Dr. Peterson: May I ask why you feel that way?
Jake: I think that Vicky has done something with the blood samples.
Dr. Peterson: Do you have any idea what you're implying?
Dr. Peterson: I assure you there is nothing Victoria or anyone else could have done to affect the outcome of the test.
Jake: You don't know Vicky like I do.
Dr. Peterson: I'm sorry the results are not what you would've liked, but I can promise you the tests were done correctly and the results are accurate.
Jake: All right, is there any way that we can run the test one more time?
Dr. Peterson: First of all, you'd need Victoria's consent for that.
Jake: Can you check the first test again, I mean, make sure the blood samples are correct and that everything adds up?
Dr. Peterson: Mr. McKinnon, I really don't think --
Jake: If this isn't my baby, I have to know! I need your help.
Iris: Michael, thank goodness I found you.
Iris: I was at the spa. I saw your car out front. Can I please talk to you?
Michael: Can't imagine anything we have to talk about, Iris.
Iris: But you said we'd always be friends. You promised, remember?
Michael: Look, I promised that before I knew you were the chief.
Iris: I need you to understand.
Michael: I don't, Iris. What you did makes absolutely no sense to me, none at all.
Iris: Look, I'd lost everything. I lost my family, I'd lost you. Well, I -- I was absolutely desperate.
Michael: I know what that feels like, Iris, but how you think hurting Mac would get him back for you makes no sense to me.
Iris: I know it was a stupid thing to do. I know that. But I followed my heart. I always do.
Michael: In my opinion, what you did was heartless.
Iris: Well, he's out of my life now and I don't know who to turn to.
Michael: Well, I tell you what, why don't you just give it time, all right, then call him, try to explain.
Iris: He won't listen to me. He's disowned me.
Michael: Iris, he loves you. That's why this hurts so much.
Iris: Could you -- would you talk to him for me?
Iris: He'll listen to you, I know he will.
Michael: I won't do it, Iris..
Michael: I don't know what I'd say. Look, I am not getting involved in your problems, all right? It's just much too complicated.
Iris: Oh, because of Donna?
Michael: I won't get involved with you. That's all I have to say.
Iris: Michael? Look, you owe me that much.
Michael: Iris, I don't owe you a thing.
Iris: You used to love me. Doesn't that mean anything to you, anything at all? I know you, Michael. I know you won't leave me alone, not again.
Donna: Oh, it's you.
Vicky: Gee, thanks a lot, Mom.
Donna: Oh, darling, I'm sorry. I'm very glad to see you.
Vicky: Well, who were you expecting?
Donna: I was expecting your father. He went out to get our anniversary dinner for us.
Vicky: Oh, having a nice catered romantic dinner for two?
Donna: I don't cook on my anniversary.
Vicky: You don't cook, period.
Donna: Where are Jamie and Steven? Not that I'm trying to get rid of you.
Vicky: Well, Steven is with Bridget, and Jamie is waiting for the verdict.
Vicky: But I came to wish you happy anniversary, Mom and Dad!
Donna: Thank you. You remembered. That's so sweet.
Vicky: Well, it is kind of hard to remember your wedding days, but the last one was kind of special.
Donna: Yes, it was, and you worked very hard. You brought Marley into town as a surprise.
Vicky: Never expecting that she would stay.
Donna: And never expecting Jake to follow her?
Vicky: Let's not talk about Jake.
Donna: All right. Have you and Jamie seen the Corys since Iris dropped her bombshell?
Vicky: Yeah, I saw them both today. Mac is really upset and Rachel's worried about him.
Donna: What does Jamie think?
Vicky: That Mac will never forgive Iris.
Vicky: I thought you and Iris were friends.
Donna: We were.
Vicky: What happened?
Donna: Iris was involved -- Iris was involved with Drew Marsten --
Donna: In that whole mess with him, and when I found that out about her, I wrote her out of my life.
Vicky: Oh, well, do you think if Felicia's acquitted, Cass will go after Iris?
Donna: I don't know. I'm just glad he's leaving you and Jake alone.
Vicky: Me, too.
Donna: And thank God Jake's testimony wasn't harmful.
Vicky: I thought we weren't going to talk about Jake.
Donna: Don't you think we should?
Vicky: No, I came here to wish you a happy anniversary and not discuss Jake.
Donna: Victoria, Jake knows something that could destroy everything you've got!
Vicky: It's not an issue.
Donna: Why not?
Vicky: Don't ask any questions.
Donna: What do you mean?
Vicky: Don't ask questions. Just know that Jake is not a problem.
Vicky: Trust me.
Dr. Peterson: I rechecked the blood samples as you asked.
Dr. Peterson: Why don't you have a look for yourself?
Cass: Waiting for the verdict. Stand back, would you please?
Reporter: Miss Gallant, Miss Gallant?
Bailiff: All rise. This court is now in session, the honorable Judge Harrison R. Tinkham presiding.
Judge: Be seated, please. Mr. Foreman, has the jury reached a verdict?
Foreman: Yes, your honor, we have.
Donna: Michael, where are you? I don't like spending my anniversary like this.
Michael: Iris, I'm not buying into any guilt you try to lay on me, not anymore.
Iris: I'm sorry, but I haven't asked you for very much.
Michael: You asked me to love you. I can't do that. I won't do that.
Iris: Michael, I need my father in my life.
Michael: I can't help you with that, either.
Iris: Can't you just talk to him? I mean, I know he'll listen to you. He respects you.
Michael: Iris, I am not getting in the middle of you and Mac. Now, I have a wedding anniversary, ok? I'm going to take my dinner and go home.
Iris: Oh, yes, Donna. Always Donna. You know, she's changed you so much.
Michael: That's enough. I'm leaving.
Iris: Please, you're my only hope. Don't you care about me at all? Please, don't leave me. Just help me this once. Please?
Vicky: Bridget, Steven, honey! I'm home! Oh, my God, you scared me. What are you doing here?
Jake: I'm sorry about that.
Vicky: Where is Bridget?
Jake: Oh, I convinced Bridget she should take Steven for a walk so that you and I could talk in private.
Vicky: I have nothing to say to you. I settled everything I needed to with you last week.
Jake: I thought the same thing, but something else has come up.
Vicky: I cannot tell you how sick I am of talking about all of this.
Jake: Well, so am I, Vick, but it'll all be over very soon, you know.
Vicky: What does that mean?
Jake: Oh, Vicky, I'm telling you, I had a very busy day.
Vicky: Well, I don't care about your day! I don't care about anything you do now that I know you're not Steven's father.
Jake: Oh, you know that, huh, Vic? You know I'm not Steven's father, huh?
Vicky: Well, you were there. You heard what Dr. Peterson said.
Jake: I tell you something, I also heard what she said today.
Jake: Yeah, I went to see her a little while ago.
Vicky: What for?
Jake: Oh, I had a hunch, Vicky, that I wanted to follow up on.
Vicky: What kind of hunch?
Jake: I had a feeling that something wasn't quite right with the test, so I went to talk to Dr. Peterson just to check up on some details.
Vicky: Like what?
Jake: You know, it seems some of the blood vials were switched. It's amazing, isn't it?
Vicky: Well, it's not true!
Jake: Oh, it is, Vicky.
Vicky: Well, it can't be, Jake.
Jake: Don't lie to me, Vicky! On top of everything else, you used to be so good at it, but you're doing it so much now, you lost your touch!
Vicky: What did Dr. Peterson say?
Jake: She said exactly what I thought she would say.. The results of the first test were wrong. I can be Steven's father, Vicky..
Judge: Will the defense please rise to hear the verdict?
Judge: Mr. Foreman, how do you find the defendant, Felicia Gallant?
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