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Another World Transcript Thursday 6/23/05

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[Classical music plays]

Olivia: Where's my audition skirt? Where is my audition skirt?

Matt: Which one?

Olivia: The purple one!

Matt: Why are you wearing your hair like that?

Olivia: You have to so they can see your neck.

Matt: I thought they were looking at your feet.

Olivia: Everything. They're looking at everything.

Matt: I know one thing -- if you donít calm down, you're going to be exhausted by the time you get there.

Olivia: I am perfectly calm, but I cannot go without my audition skirt.

Matt: It's where you left it last night.

Olivia: What's this?

Matt: For luck.

Marley: Jake?

Jake: Marley. I didnít hear you come in.

Marley: I wanted to catch you before you went to work.

Jake: Right, good. Have a seat. I was just having some breakfast. You want some?

Marley: No, thank you.

Jake: Um -- I'm sorry the place is such a mess. Here.

Marley: No, I donít want to sit down.

Jake: It's great to see you.

Marley: Is that what you're having for breakfast?

Jake: Yeah, you know, I have to get my protein, right? Thought about what I said, about coming home?

Marley: I came here because I want to know the truth.

Jake: Great, absolutely. Ask me anything.

Marley: Did you work for video match? That place that was a cover-up for a prostitution ring?

Vicky: All right, we'll get some music on that you like. Yes, we will. It'll just be a second, baby.

[Music plays]

Vicky: There, that's better. Yes. Now we'll just dance and dance, you and Mommy. We'll just dance and dance. Yeah.

Singer: Baby mine, dry your eyes

Vicky: We'll always find a way to be happy together, Steven.

Singer: Rest your head close to my heart

Vicky: People trying to make trouble for us. But that wonít stop Mommy from making you happy. I love you so much. Oh, Steven. I will always, always -- love you.

Mitch: What are you doing? Donít want you to sit down?

Felicia: No, no, I'm fine, thanks.

Mitch: You know, you were up half the night.

Felicia: Oh, I'm sorry, honey, I kept you up. It's just that I thought Luke would call by now.

Mitch: I know, I know, I know, but it's ok.

Felicia: Why do you think he hasn't called me?

Mitch: I think maybe because it's early in the morning.

Felicia: I'm going to leave him another message.

Mitch: You've already called. You've left three messages.

Felicia: I know I have. It's just that I -- you're right. You're right. I'm just a little nervous, and I know it's not going to do me a bit of good.

[Doorbell rings]

Mitch: I'll get it.

Felicia: No, no, I'll get it. Let me get it, please.

Lucas: Fanny.

Felicia: Well, what happened? Did you talk to anyone? Did you hear anything?

Lucas: I -- I talked to her. I canít even say this!

Felicia: Say it. Please say it.

Lucas: I found our daughter. I talked to her. She'll be here in two hours.

Michael: Good morning.

Donna: Morning.

Michael: Did you hear from Cass about Nicole? I assume he found her last night?

Donna: Yes, he did.

Michael: I felt badly that I had to let him go after her alone.

Donna: Why did you?

Michael: I --

Donna: I went after him.

Michael: What?

Donna: I saw Nicole. We had to have her committed.

Michael: Donna, what? Why didnít you wake me?

Donna: Because you weren't here when I came back, and you've made it a point to make sure that I donít ever know where you are.

Michael: What happened?

Donna: She just fell apart. She fell apart.

Michael: What did she do?

Donna: She said that she threatened Frankie Frame. She admitted that she had tried to hurt her.

Michael: Oh, no.

Donna: Do you know that a cherry bomb is the equivalent of 1/4 stick of dynamite?

Michael: I know that's what Nicole threw in Frankieís car.

Donna: When Cass confronted her with it, she -- she said that she did it because she wanted Frankie to be dead. And if Cass hadn't come and --

Michael: I'm so sorry.

Donna: We had to take her to the hospital. And they had to sedate her and they had to take her away.

Michael: Oh, Donna --

Donna: What is happening to my family?

Michael: Donna, Donna, it's ok.

Jake: Vicky told you that, didnít she?

Marley: Tell me the truth.

Jake: She'd tell you anything --

Marley: Jake, that doesn't matter! Tell me the truth!

Jake: Yes, ok, I worked at video match as a cameraman.

Marley: As what?

Jake: Why, what did Vicky tell you, I was part of some male escort service?

Marley: Well, were you?

Jake: No, I was not.

Marley: Did you know what was going on?

Jake: You mean did I know it was a front for some prostitution --

Marley: Yes.

Jake: No, nobody knew that until Amandaís story came out.

Marley: Well, then why didnít you tell me that you worked there?

Jake: I should've told you! It was no big deal at the time!

Marley: They why didnít you tell me?

Jake: Because I'm always worried that somebody will think I'm not a good provider, that I canít carry my own, you know?

Marley: So you went out and got a second job?

Jake: No, I lost my first one.

Marley: At the TV station?

Jake: You were so proud of me as the big, independent filmmaker. I didnít want to let you know that I sold out for health benefits.

Marley: What do you mean? For me in the hospital?

Jake: We needed the money.

Marley: Jake, we had money! I had money!

Jake: No, you had money. I didnít want to take your money! I have my pride! You know that!

Marley: Yeah, I know that.

Jake: Marley, I didnít tell you because I didnít want you to worry. I'm sorry. I took the job because I love you and I wanted to take care of you. You have to understand that.

Olivia: You bought me a flower?

Matt: I canít tell a lie. I actually stole it from next door.

Olivia: Oh, right. You reached 12 feet across, over to the next terrace, and picked one of their flowers?

Matt: Well, they used to call me spider-man back in my old days, you know?

Olivia: Thank you.

Matt: You're welcome. I know you donít believe in luck and all that, but I figured you're auditioning for Juliet, so a flower canít hurt.

Olivia: This is really sweet. I'm going to be late!

Matt: Ok, ok, easy. Donít forget anything.

Olivia: I wonít, I wonít. I just hope that I can get a cab!

Matt: Well, if there's going to be so many girls at the audition, they're probably running late.

Olivia: No! Matthew, they could call my name any minute, and if I'm not there, they could just scratch me off the list!

Matt: Olivia, you got to calm down a little bit.

Olivia: Oh, my God, I donít have any money!

Matt: You donít have any money?

Olivia: I have to take a cab!

Matt: Ok, ok, hold on, hold on. I think I got something here. Ok, I got -- $3 in here.

Olivia: That's all, $3? It'll cost me $5.

Matt: No, no, ok, I got $4.

Olivia: $4?

Matt: Wait a minute, wait a minute --

Olivia: Anything else?

Matt: $5.

Olivia: $5. Great.

Matt: $5. Wait. Whoa, hey. All right, a token right there.

Olivia: Wait, is this all you have?

Matt: Go ahead, take it. You know, I'm a generous guy.

Olivia: Ok, I'll pay you back, I promise.

Matt: No problem.

Olivia: And as soon as I get this part, I'll help you find Josie.

Matt: First things first -- land the part.

Olivia: All I have to do is show Ivan Narvo how I can move. I mean, I've practically got him eating out of my hand already.

Matt: Cool. Let's hope so.

Olivia: Oh, can you imagine the look on my father's face when he finds out I'm going to be dancing "Romeo and Juliet"?

Matt: Yeah. Where's the audition at anyway?

Olivia: Broadway and 59th -- the same place you went with me before?

Matt: Oh, yeah, yeah.

Olivia: All right. Well, I've got to go. Bye!

Matt: Ok, good luck!

Olivia: Thanks!

Matt: Break a leg! What a strange thing to say to a dancer -- "break a leg." Ok, back to business. Phone book. Paper, paper, paper, pad. Shoes. Shoes. Olivia's shoes. Olivia? Olivia! Olivia! Now I'm going to have to take a cab, go down there, give her her shoes -- she took -- she took all my money. She took my money! Olivia! Olivia?

Felicia: Susan Miller. Oh, lord, it's really amazing, isnít it?

Mitch: Everything matched?

Lucas: Everything. Everything was perfect. It's our daughter, Fanny. Are you ready for this?

Felicia: I donít know if I am.

Lucas: I'm not sure I am either.

Felicia: Susan, huh? I mean, it's such a -- I donít know, it's a sweet, kind of ordinary kind of name for at least my daughter.

Mitch: Did you ever think what you might have named her?

Lucas: Oh, Felicia Gallant would've named her Anastasia.

Mitch: Savanne.

Lucas: Or Parisian or something, I donít know.

Felicia: All right, let's not get carried away with this -- although, Savanne I kind of like.

Mitch: But it's Susan? Susan is fine.

Felicia: That's right, it is Susan and it's wonderful. No, no, it's more than wonderful, it's fabulous. It's the most beautiful name I think I've ever heard in my whole life. Well, come on, tell me, what did she sound like?

Lucas: She sounded -- I donít know, she sounded like a young girl. We were so excited.

Felicia: What did she say to you?

Lucas: She said she didnít have to work today and she was coming to see us!

Mitch: At what time?

Lucas: Oh, I donít know. It's about a hundred miles away. That's two hours. It was a half-hour ago.

Felicia: Can you believe this? I'm actually going to see my daughter in 90 minutes. Admit it, Gary Cooper, this is fabulous, isnít it?

Mitch: It's great. It's amazing.

Felicia: Oh, my God.

Lucas: What's the matter?

Felicia: Oh, my God, what am I going to wear?

Lucas: What?

Felicia: Well, donít look at me like that. I mean, I am a mother now and I should be -- I should be dressed motherly. No?

Lucas: What's wrong with that?

Felicia: It's not right! It's not! Come on, Mitch, you have to help me choose something quick. Lucas, have yourself some coffee, please.

Lucas: Donít worry about me.

Mitch: I think Lucas is right. What you have on is fine.

Felicia: No, it's not.

[Doorbell rings]

Lucas: Uh, I'll get it. Rachel. I didnít know I'd have the pleasure of seeing you so soon again.

Rachel: Lucas.

Marley: How long did you work there?

Jake: A couple of months, on and off.

Marley: So every time you told me you were going to work --

Jake: I was at video match.

Marley: And stupid little Marley always thought that you were going to the TV station.

Jake: I swear the only reason I didnít tell you was because I didnít want you to worry.

Marley: I thought we were doing so well then.

Jake: We were. I learned a lot about myself, I mean, how I didnít always have to be the big man.

Marley: No, you obviously learned that after you stopped working at video match.

Jake: Maybe. I donít even know anymore. Listen to me -- I really meant what I said when we went away for that weekend. Do you remember?

Marley: You said a lot of things.

Jake: Marley, what I said was I wanted to start over from day one, from scratch.

Marley: I remember.

Jake: I meant it.

Marley: You know what I remember most about that weekend?

Jake: What?

Marley: Is how romantic it was. How you arranged this whole thing for no real reason except that you loved me.

Jake: I still do.

Marley: But it was all a plan, all set up just to tell me that you were Stevenís father, wasn't it? Wasn't it, Jake?

Jake: Yes. If I could change things --

Marley: You canít.

Jake: Marley, if I could just make you see how much I love you, how much being married to you means to me --

Marley: If it meant that much to you, you would've been honest with me from the beginning.

Jake: Honey, wait. Where are you going?

Marley: I'm going to get you milk. Yours is sour.

Jamie: He still asleep?

Vicky: Yeah. Let's keep our fingers crossed. He was fussy all night last night.

Jamie: You look a little tired.

Vicky: I'm ok.

Jamie: You know, he seemed to really love the music.

Vicky: Oh, he does. You know, when he gets fussy, that's his new thing now. He likes for me to hold him and dance with him.

Jamie: Really?

Vicky: Yeah, when he just gets upset, it's kind of his new thing, and I donít really know when it happened, but he just changes more every day.

Jamie: Yeah, I know.

Vicky: I guess you haven't really been around to see.

Jamie: Listen, I have to get to the hospital.

Vicky: I heard you come in last night awfully late.

Jamie: Yeah, I had an emergency patient.

Vicky: Have you heard any more about Nicole?

Jamie: No, no, I havenít. I'll call you from the hospital, though.

Vicky: Well, you canít leave yet. I have to give you a good breakfast, remember? I promised Russ I would take better care of you.

Jamie: Yes, but my patient's very critical. I --

Vicky: Ok, well, I'll see you whenever.

Jamie: Right. Whenever.

Bridget: Well, here we are, a nice fresh pot of coffee just the way you like it, dear. Oh. Is Jamie gone, dear?

Vicky: Uh-huh. But he'll be back.

Bridget: What's that smile for?

Vicky: It's happening, Bridget!

Bridget: What is, dear?

Vicky: I know it's happening! I'm not just a bad memory anymore. He's starting to remember some of the good times.

Bridget: Oh, I hope that's true!

Vicky: I know it is!

[Doorbell rings]

Bridget: I'll get it. I'll get it right away.

Bridget: Ok, this is for you.

Vicky: Ooh! What is it?

Bridget: I had to sign for it, you know.

Vicky: Ah. Let's see.

Bridget: What's wrong?

Vicky: It's from Jamieís lawyer.

Bridget: What is it, dear? What -- what's wrong?

Vicky: It's the separation agreement.

Lucas: We're going to see our daughter in about an hour.

Rachel: That's fantastic.

Lucas: We're very excited.

Rachel: I can imagine.

Felicia: Rachel.

Rachel: Hi! I just heard the news!

Felicia: I know, isnít it great?

Rachel: You must be so happy!

Felicia: Oh, I am, I am. Oh, I donít think you've met Lucas yet.

Rachel: Yes, we have. We met each other the other day.

Felicia: You're kidding. I didnít know that.

Rachel: Lucas says he knows Mac.

Felicia: You never mentioned that you knew Mac Cory.

Lucas: It's a small world.

Felicia: Yeah, I guess it is.

Rachel: I'm sorry to have caught you.

Felicia: No.

Rachel: Are you on your way somewhere?

Felicia: No, I'm trying to find something I should wear. Anyway, never mind that. I want you to sit down and tell me how you're doing.

Rachel: I'm all right, as well as can be expected.

Felicia: I know how hard this is.

Rachel: Of course you do.

Felicia: I think the nights are the worst.

Rachel: Yeah, especially when they were like last night.

Felicia: What happened?

Rachel: We had a prowler.

Felicia: You're kidding.

Rachel: No. I was the only one who saw him. He was trying to get in the terrace doors. Anyway, it was creepy.

Felicia: I bet.

Mitch: Maybe you should tighten security. You know, with Macís death and all the news in the papers, there might be someone that might think you're vulnerable.

Rachel: I've never been afraid of being in the house alone. But now with Mac gone, I hear every bump in the night.

Lucas: Mitch is right. About security, I mean. Iris had a valuable painting stolen from her apartment.

Rachel: Yes, I know. Well, I have tightened security. Anyway, enough of that. Let me help you pick out something for today.

Felicia: Oh, no, you donít have to bother to do that.

Rachel: I want to. It's an important day.

Felicia: Good, good, good! I can use the help.

Rachel: All right.

Felicia: All right, now, look, I think I should look motherly. You know what I mean.

Rachel: Of course. Something from "the sound of music" might be nice. Like the mother superior?

Felicia: Yes, I think that's perfect.

Michael: So Cass stayed at the hospital with you?

Donna: Yes. Cass was the only person that Nicole seemed to respond to.

Michael: Well, at least she'll get help now.

Donna: Do you realize that she never once sat down and discussed her sentencing with me?

Michael: Donna, we all tried to talk to her. She avoided the subject entirely.

Donna: That's what I mean, she kept it all inside. I wish I could explain. You should've seen her eyes. They were -- they were like some animal that was trapped.

Michael: Honey, she'll get better.

Donna: I wonder if I'll ever see my sister again.

Michael: Of course you will.

Donna: I mean the sister that I grew up with.

Michael: You will. It just may take some time.

Donna: I should've listened to you. I should've sent her to an analyst when all this started to happen.

Michael: Well, that's all in the past. I think we should just concentrate on Nicoleís future right now, just give it a chance.

Donna: That feels so good.

Michael: Good.

Donna: I've been so tense for so long.

Michael: I can feel it all through your shoulders.

Donna: Yeah. A real nice massage would make a big difference.

Michael: Really?

Donna: Yeah. Would you just mind doing my shoulders there? Your hands are so strong, and you always know how to -- how to get into my muscles so that it relieves everything.

Michael: Yeah, hi, this is Michael Hudson. I'd like to make an appointment for a massage for my wife.

Donna: Michael --

Michael: Oh, good. Thank you. You have an appointment at the spa at 11:00 for a massage with Karen.

Donna: I donít know Karen. I donít want to have a massage with Karen. I thought you were --

Michael: Donna, wait, a professional masseuse could do a much better job than I could.

Donna: I donít want a professional masseuse!

Michael: Hey, you're not going to do this to me, all right? You're not.

Donna: Michael --

Michael: You're not.

Donna: Michael!

Vicky: I was wrong!

Bridget: Victoria, dear --

Vicky: Jamie -- Jamie is just as bad as Jake.

Bridget: Now, listen, you mustn't throw these things around, you know?

Vicky: He's going to try to take Steven away from me.

Bridget: Is that what these papers say?

Vicky: No. But I'm sure it's his next step.

Bridget: What makes you think that?

Vicky: Because everything I ever have that is good is taken away from me all the time!

Bridget: Victoria, that's not true.

Vicky: He is going to try to get custody! Just wait!

Bridget: Oh, Victoria, come on, now, dear.

Vicky: No. No, I am not going to just wait. Bridget, my bags are in the hallway. Go and get them.

Bridget: Where are you going?

Vicky: And then you're going to go and get Stevenís clothes --

Bridget: Victoria, you listen to me now. You're not going to run away from this.

Vicky: I am not running away! I am doing what I have to do!

Bridget: Victoria --

Vicky: Nobody is going to take my baby from me.

Bridget: You donít know that Jamieís going to do that.

Vicky: Yes, I do. If it's not Jamie, it's going to be Jake, because no matter what those test results show, one of them is going to sue me for custody.

Bridget: You are the child's mother.

Vicky: So what? Jake is going to walk into that courtroom, prancing in with Marley, showing what a loving couple they are.

Bridget: Oh, come on, now, calm down.

Vicky: And then I am sure Jamie will just make sure that the judge is one of his best family friends.

Bridget: All right, you're just imagining things again.

Vicky: No, I'm not! But they are not going to win this time. I will disappear from the face of this earth before they take my baby from me. Get my suitcases, Bridget. Bridget, now.

Matt: Excuse me, have you seen a blond girl, a dancer about this tall, Olivia Matthews? She forgot her shoes. Have you seen her?

Woman: She went in a while ago.

Matt: Already in?

Woman: She was the first one called and she borrowed a pair of shoes.

Matt: You mean she's in right there?

Woman: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

Matt: Thank you.

Olivia: That really felt good. What did you think, Mr. Narvo?

Ivan: Well, just give me a minute and I'll tell you.

Olivia: That last tape was really something. I mean --

Ivan: Just give me a minute.

Olivia: Sorry.

Ivan: All right. Your technique is flawless. Who was your teacher again?

Olivia: Madam Latinska.

Ivan: Ah, yeah. From Geneva, right?

Olivia: Yes.

Ivan: Well, when you see madam next time, tell her that her teaching technique is flawless.

Olivia: Oh. Does that -- I mean, when do you think you'll be announcing your decision?

Ivan: I can tell you right now my decision. You're not going to get this role.

Olivia: But you just said that I had impeccable technique.

Ivan: I said that you have impeccable technique, but technique is not art.

Olivia: I donít understand.

Ivan: Yes, you wouldnít understand. Uh, miss Matthews, you donít have any emotional involvement in your dance.

Olivia: But I love dancing. I --

Ivan: Yeah, "Romeo and Juliet" is the most glorious, romantic love story of all time, and love is an expression of feeling, dear.

Olivia: But I do feel it.

Ivan: Oh, no, you donít. You're actually very cold, empty. Your dancing doesn't have any heart, and I'm sorry. Can I have the next dancer, please? Come on.

Michael: No, actually, I sent your mother for a massage at the spa. She's been a little tense lately.

Vicky: Yeah, I know. Poor Mom. Poor everybody.

Michael: It's ok. It's ok. She's just got to realize that things are beginning, not ending, and that Nicoleís going to get some help now.

Vicky: Yeah, I just wish there was something I could do. I mean, I hate Mom dealing with all these problems.

Michael: I know, but you donít you worry about it, all right? Can I take him?

Vicky: Yes.

Michael: Oh! Hi there, buddy! Ooh, what a guy. What a guy. You want to tell me why you came by, hmm?

Vicky: I --

Michael: What? Is anything wrong?

Vicky: No, I just -- I wanted to say I'm sorry. I've caused a real mess and problems for you and Mom.

Michael: Wait a minute. Our problems are not your fault, darling.

Vicky: Yeah. Mom's just trying to protect me, though, Dad. I told you that.

Michael: Look, I -- what's been going on between your mother and I, we've had a lot of stuff swept under the rug for a long time. I donít want you to blame yourself for our problems, ok?

Vicky: Yeah, well, if I hadn't --

Michael: No, no, no, no. What's between your mother is between your mother and I, all right? We'll work it out.

Vicky: Are you sure you're going to do that?

Michael: Well, I certainly hope so. Why donít you tell me what's going on? Something wrong?

Vicky: Why do you ask?

Michael: Well, I just -- you seem a little edgy, a little nervous.

Vicky: No, I'm fine.

Michael: Victoria, I thought we were going to start talking.

Vicky: Really, Dad, I'm just tired. This little guy was up all night long.

Michael: Is that right? Were you up all night long, huh? Are you tired, too, now, huh? Oh, such a face.

Vicky: I bet you would've spoiled Marley and me.

Michael: Well, I sure wish I had been there when you were -- when you were growing up.

Vicky: Well, you were for the important times, and that meant a lot to me.

Michael: What times?

Vicky: Like, oh, in Las Vegas. Remember that? You came and you bailed me out?

Michael: Oh, I donít think we want to hear about Las Vegas here.

Vicky: Well, what about the time I wrecked my car? And I saw you when I woke up, you were the first one. And I said to myself, "there's my dad, so now I know everything's going to be all right"?

Michael: Hey. I knew you'd make it because you're a fighter. Just like this little guy. He's a fighter, too, aren't you? Yeah, I can tell.

Vicky: Well, we really have to go.

Michael: Oh.

Vicky: Donít we?

Michael: So soon? Huh?

Vicky: Come to Mommy. Yeah, we have an appointment to make, donít we?

Michael: Well, look, why donít you stick around? Donna will be back after lunch I'm sure.

Vicky: Oh, really, I would love to, but we've just got to go. Thanks.

Michael: Honey, are you sure that nothing is wrong?

Vicky: Yeah, it's -- it's just been an emotional day for me, you know, but I'm fine. Tell Mom I stopped by, ok?

Michael: Sure, sure.

Vicky: You know I love you, right?

Michael: Yes, I love you, too, honey.

Vicky: Ok. Bye.

Michael: Bye.

Bridget: Oh, Dr. Jamie. I wasn't expecting you till this evening.

Jamie: Yes, well, I left some notes here I was making for an article. What's all this stuff?

Bridget: Oh, it's just a mess, isnít it? Well, donít you worry. I'll have it all cleaned up just in a jiffy.

Jamie: Where's Vicky and Steven?

Bridget: Oh, they went out.

Jamie: Where?

Bridget: She didnít say, you know?

Jamie: This is typical. Absolutely typical. Except she has my son with her. Bridget, where are they?

Bridget: She didnít tell me.

Jamie: Donít lie to me, Bridget.

Bridget: Oh, I would never do that, not to you. She said something about catching a plane.

Jamie: Oh, my God.

Bridget: Listen, Jamie, listen to me. Listen, you've got to understand. Now, she knows that she's lost you. All she has now is her baby.

Jamie: She's not going to run away with that baby, Bridget!

Bridget: She's frightened, she's afraid.

Jamie: Of what?

Bridget: Oh, you and Jake have threatened to take that child away from her.

Jamie: I've never threatened her.

Bridget: Donít you understand how frightened she is? No matter what happens, she feels she's going to lose her baby, and she cannot bear that.

Jamie: This is insane, Bridget!

Bridget: Jamie -- Jamie, that dear little boy -- I mean, she loves that child so much! It's all she has left! Jamie!

Lucas: I canít believe that our daughter's 23 years old.

Felicia: I know. You ever think about all the things we might've missed?

Lucas: All the time lately.

Rachel: Well, it's not all about birthday parties and baby pictures, you know.

Mitch: No, you missed out on some of the rough times.

Rachel: Yes, like Amanda telling me that she would never speak to me again as long as she lived.

Felicia: When?

Rachel: Twice a day when she was 13.

Mitch: Was Matthew that bad?

Rachel: Worse.

Lucas: You're stretching things just a bit, huh?

Rachel: Maybe just a bit. There are times when you wouldnít trade being a parent with anything in the world.

Felicia: I just wish that I could've held her once, you know, when she was a baby.

Lucas: I just hope she doesn't hate us for not being there.

Rachel: How could she possibly hate either one of you?

Mitch: Look, just give her plenty of time to get to know you. Just remember that.

Rachel: And now I'm going to go.

Felicia: No, no, I donít want you to. I want you to meet her.

Rachel: Oh, no, I'll meet her some other time. Today is for you two. Good luck.

Felicia: Thank you.

Rachel: Good luck.

Michael: Look, I donít really care. You get me an answer by tomorrow. Thank you.

[Door closes]

Michael: Goodbye. So, how was the massage?

Donna: I didnít get one.

Michael: I thought you wanted one.

Donna: Excuse me. I didnít feel like having a professional massage.

Michael: Victoria came by with Steven while you were gone.

Donna: She didnít stay long.

Michael: No, she didnít. She was in a very strange mood.

Donna: What kind of a mood?

Michael: I donít know, Donna, I couldn't figure it out. Anyway, I have to go to work.

Donna: Why?

Michael: I just have a few things to do at the office, that's all.

Donna: You just waited till I came back and just decided that you had to go to the office?

Michael: I'll be back in a little while.

Donna: Michael, could we please stop this cold war? I need you. I love you and I need you.

Michael: Donna, I'll be back this afternoon, all right?

Donna: Michael, I canít live like this! I canít go on this way with everything going on in my life right now!

Michael: Donít.

Donna: Michael, please. I love you. I want things to be the way they were before. Please!

Michael: Donít you get it, Donna? The way things were before is the problem. They donít work. The way things were before is what has to change. Why donít you think about that, all right? I'll see you later. Maybe we'll -- we'll go see Nicole together.

Jake: Then it was too late, you know? I mean, trying to tell her I loved her just wasn't good enough anymore.

Vince: But it's not over. Try to remember that.

Jake: I donít know, Vince.

Vince: You and Marley are young. Now, you've got to give each other more than a few chances.

Jake: Yeah, but I think I used up all mine, you know? God, it was such a stupid mistake.

Vince: Well, of course it was stupid. You're my stupid nephew, so you're bound to make a few stupid mistakes. But it's not necessarily permanent, huh?

Jake: I keep trying to tell myself that, but, you know -- now, what am I going to do if I lost her for good?

Vince: Jake, she loves you or else she'd be long gone.

Jake: Vince, I keep hurting her, man. You know, I try to make everything beautiful for her, but every time I do I just screw it up.

Vince: Well, try and find a way to talk it over with her, and then just give her some time.

Jake: Yeah, you're right. Thanks for talking to me, you know?

Vince: You need to talk anytime, call, ok?

Jake: All right. Give Mary my love, ok?

Vince: Ok.

Jake: I didnít hear you come in.

Marley: I just got here.

Jake: Let me help you. I thought you were just going to get some milk.

Marley: Well, it seemed like you needed a few other things. Seems like you're almost out of everything.

Jake: Yeah, well, I live on takeout, you know?

Marley: You know, you're really hopeless in the kitchen. You know that, donít you?

Jake: Well, I'm not exactly the most domestic guy when you're not around.

Marley: Was that my mistake -- trying to make you domestic?

Jake: No. That's what I wanted -- a home, family, kids, a wife to come home to. Now when you're not around, I come home and the place is empty, you know? I donít hear you talking or laughing, the bed's cold.

Marley: Well, now I can make you something --

Jake: Marley, I know you miss me, too. Honey, even after everything I did, I know you still love me. Honey, I need you to love me.

Matt: Josie Watts. No, I donít know if she works there, but she used to work at a spa in Bay City. Hello? Hello? Hello? So, how'd it go?

Olivia: Oh, I was brilliant. In fact, I donít think I've ever danced better in my whole life. Actually, probably the only rough spot was when the pianist dropped a beat and almost threw me off, but I got past that and I really finished strong. In fact, Narvo said I had the best technique that he'd ever seen.

Matt: Olivia, I know -- I know what happened.

Olivia: What?

Matt: I was there.

Olivia: No, you werenít.

Matt: Well, you forgot your shoes, so I decided who needs a cab in New York City, anyway? I can run faster than that. So --

Olivia: You were there?

Matt: Yeah. I heard what Narvo said.

Olivia: Oh. Well -- ahem -- then that's that.

Matt: Oh, boy. Guess this didnít bring you much luck, huh?

Olivia: Luck wasn't what I needed. What I needed was -- he said that -- he said that I was cold. And he said that I was empty.

Matt: It's ok. It'll be ok.

Olivia: I donít understand.

Matt: It's ok.

Olivia: If I have no heart, why does it hurt so much?

Marley: This isnít fair.

Jake: Marley, we still love each other.

Marley: That hasn't changed what's happened.

Jake: We have worked very hard for this marriage. You just canít throw it away.

Marley: That's not what is happening, and you know it!

Jake: Donít turn your back, Marley. Can we work through this.

Marley: Until when? Until the next woman comes into your life?

Jake: There's not going to be another woman, Marley! I learned a lot about myself from inside!

Marley: Have you?

Jake: Yes. You canít just quit, not when we're on the verge of having everything we've always wanted.

Marley: And what's that? Is that Steven?

Jake: No, first of all, you. I want you more than anything in the entire world, including a kid.

Marley: What if Steven is your son?

Jake: He might not be.

Marley: What if he is?

Jake: Then I want -- then I want to raise him.

Marley: That means taking him away from Vicky.

Jake: Vickyís not going to make a very good mother, Marley. I really donít think she's going to make a good mother.

Marley: She loves him.

Jake: That's no reason to be a good mother. Come on, Marley, think about how she grew up.

Marley: That's not her fault.

Jake: Think about how she's always messing things up. What's going to happen when Jamie leaves her?

Marley: I donít know!

Jake: What's going to happen in a couple of years or five years? Steven needs somebody who's going to always be there for him, somebody like you.

Marley: I canít. Vicky is my sister.

Jake: I think it's time -- I think it's time we thought about Steven. He needs two parents that love him, donít you think? Marley, I need your help. I cannot do this alone. Be the mother of my son, our son.

Vicky: And we're going to go for an airplane ride and go zoom, zoom in the air and we're going to go to New York. That's a big city that you'll like. Yes, you will. Because we're going to be ok. We are. We donít need anybody else. It's just going to be you and me, sweetie.

Clerk: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last call for flight 137 to New York, now boarding at gate number six. Please have your boarding pass ready to show me. Thank you.

Vicky: Ok. Here we go.

Vicky: Yes, we're going to have fun. We're going to have a good time, ok? All righty. Here we go. Here we go. Where are Mommy's boarding passes? Where are my boarding passes?

Jamie: Vicky! You stop right there.

Mitch: Donít you want to sit down?

Felicia: Shouldnít she be here by now?

Lucas: She said about two hours.

Felicia: Have you thought about the fact that she might be married? I mean, she could have two or three children. My God, we could be grandparents.

Lucas: I keep seeing her looking like you at 17.

Felicia: It's a good sign, isnít it, that she wanted to see us?

Mitch: Yes, it is.

Felicia: I mean, maybe she grew up wondering what we were like, what we looked like.

Mitch: Look, you know, I think that I'm going to go.

Felicia: No, no! No.

Mitch: No, no, I think at this point, maybe just the two out of three --

Felicia: No, no, I donít want you to go anywhere. I mean, Susan is going to be a part of your life, too. Did you hear that?

[Doorbell rings]

Felicia: I called her by her name.

Mitch: Ok, ok. Its ok, it's ok. Just go answer the door.

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