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Another World Transcript Thursday 6/30/05
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Proofread by Daniel
Rachel: Good afternoon, fellow board members. I'm awfully glad we're having this meeting -- no, you're not, you're dreading this meeting. If you're going to run this company, you'd better sound more convincing than that. Dear --
Rachel: Saved. Yes, Wendy? Yes, put her on. Hello, Donna.
Donna: Hi, Rachel. Have I caught you at a bad time?
Rachel: Uh, well, what is it?
Donna: Well, I know I should have called earlier, but I'd like you to come over for breakfast this morning.
Rachel: You do? Why?
Donna: Well, because we're both very important to Victoria and Jamie.
Rachel: Oh, I see.
Donna: I'd really like us to be friends. You understand, donít you?
Rachel: Yes, I think I do.
Frankie: Om -- om -- om --
Frankie: Om -- om -- om --
Derek: Frankie, watch your back. What are you doing?
Frankie: Cleansing this space of negative energy. Om --
Derek: I should have known.
Frankie: There's a lot of bad memories here. We have to get rid of them and give everybody a fresh start. Om --
Derek: Yeah. Well, good luck.
Frankie: Om -- luck has nothing to do with this. It's a science. Om --
Frankie: Om --
Derek: Whoa, whoa, whoa --
Stacey: Whoa! Oh, I'm sorry.
Derek: It's ok.
Stacey: I -- well, grand entrances are not my thing.
Derek: It's all right by me, though.
Marley: What's all the --
Marley: What -- what is all this?
Jake: I was over at the mall on Laurel. There's this great store. I never even noticed it before.
Marley: Jake --
Jake: I was passing by --
Marley: Jake --
Jake: I saw these things. I couldn't resist. What do you think?
Marley: Well -- he's fantastic.
Jake: I almost passed on this one, but I thought, "With this little scarf and this little bow, Marley would absolutely love him."
Marley: Jake, is all of this --
Jake: For Steven. What do you think? What's that look for?
Marley: Well, I donít think you should have done this.
Jake: Marley, it's all right. In just a couple of hours, we're going to have proof that I'm Stevenís father, and we can begin our life with our son.
Jamie: Hi. Hi. How are you, huh? You know I love you. You know I do. Yeah. Yeah.
Jamie: I canít do it, Vicky. I canít give him up.
Michael: Good morning.
Donna: Oh. Hi. I was just about to knock on your door. It's after 9:00.
Michael: Well, I've been up since 6:00.
Donna: Well, I beat you by two hours. I've been up since 4:00. It gets awfully lonely lying in the dark up there.
Michael: Why were you up so early?
Donna: Well, amongst many other things, I was thinking how much my family means to me. You do know that the results of the paternity tests are going to be in today, donít you?
Michael: Yes, I do. What time?
Donna: The appointment's at noon.
Michael: Well, I tried calling Marley a number of times since Vicky was over here, but all I get is a busy signal, or the phone just rings. I'm going to go over there.
Donna: Do you think that'll do any good?
Michael: I donít know, to tell you the truth. I really donít know, but I canít stand seeing my daughters go through a lawsuit over that baby.
Donna: Well, this is Jakeís fault, you know. He's the one that's manipulated Marley into doing this.
Michael: Donna, you donít know that!
Donna: Yeah -- I donít? I donít?
Michael: Look, I thought you were going to make a fresh start here.
Donna: I am. I am. As a matter of fact, look. Look. I've invited Rachel over for breakfast.
Donna: Yes. I am changing. I really am. And if you'd move back into our bedroom, you would see.
Michael: I got to go see Marley.
Donna: Michael? Michael?
Rachel: Oh, hello, Michael. Are you leaving?
Michael: Yes. I'm sorry, I didnít know you were coming over.
Rachel: Uh, neither did I till a few minutes ago.
Michael: Well, enjoy your breakfast.
Rachel: Thank you, I guess.
Donna: Hi. Delighted to see you.
Rachel: Are you?
Donna: Yes. I've made us a lovely breakfast, and we can sit and chat and then try to --
Rachel: Donna, I know why I'm here. I'm here because of Vicky.
Donna: Well, yes, I told you that.
Rachel: I know about the paternity test.
Marley: Jake, we have to be realistic about this.
Jake: Steven is crazy about stuffed toys. Have you noticed? He takes his little green frog and shakes the hell out of it.
Marley: Jake, would you listen to me?
Marley: We donít even know for sure if Steven is your son.
Jake: I do. I've known that for a long time. Vicky does, too. That's why she fought me so hard.
Marley: About what?
Jake: About taking the test. Marley, if she was positive that Jamie was the father, she wouldnít have run around lying to everybody, would she?
Marley: Maybe not.
Jake: No, never.
Marley: Jake, all right. Let's assume you are -- are right about Steven being your son. Even so, Vicky is not going to let us have custody, not even partial custody.
Jake: We'll have to go to court. I know that.
Marley: It could take a long time.
Jake: No, no, we have Zack and Cass on our side. They're tough.
Marley: Even so, Jake, it's not going to be resolved overnight.
Jake: No, not overnight, but very soon, I'm sure of it. And then we will have our son.
Jake: What's the matter?
Marley: It's just sometimes you make it sound so simple, like you forget she's my sister.
Jake: Marley, look at me. I know this has been very hard for you, to stand up to Vicky the way you have. It's been hard on me, too. But I want my son for both of us.
Marley: You donít regret any of what you're doing?
Jake: No. And I hope you wonít either.
Vicky: Jamie, I have waited so long to hear you say that. We can work this out together now.
Jamie: Vicky --
Vicky: No matter what Dr. Peterson tells us, we'll be together.
Vicky: We'll be able to keep Steven now.
Jamie: Listen to me.
Jamie: That's not going to happen.
Vicky: You just said --
Jamie: I didnít say anything about us, Vicky. I just meant that I know I'm going to love Steven.
Vicky: I see.
Jamie: But I also know that if Steven turns out to be Jakeís, I'll have to give up my claim on him.
Vicky: Not if you stay.
Jamie: There are no ifs, Vicky. I will not -- I cannot -- ask for something that isnít mine.
Vicky: I understand.
Jamie: Do you?
Vicky: I know Steven is my son, and you donít. And you think that you canít fight for a child that isnít yours. I'll have to accept that. I do. You look surprised.
Jamie: I didnít expect you to react that way.
Vicky: Well, what choice have I got? You've already made your decision.
Bridget: Excuse me, I --
Vicky: What is it, Bridget?
Bridget: I just made a fresh pot of coffee. I wondered you'd like to have some.
Jamie: No, no, I have to go. I have patients to see before --
Vicky: Yeah, Jamie, I'll see you at your office at noon.
Jamie: Here you go, buddy. I'll see you. Ok. Yeah. Right. I'll see you there.
Bridget: He's very upset.
Vicky: Well, Bridget, that just breaks my heart.
Bridget: Well, this is very hard on him.
Vicky: Oh, it's been a day at the beach for me!
Bridget: Well, I didnít mean that.
Vicky: Why do you always bring up how miserable everything is? How terrible I've made everybody's life that I love?
Bridget: I donít try to do that.
Vicky: Well, then why donít you stop acting so damned sad all the time?
Bridget: Victoria --
Vicky: Canít you be optimistic? Canít you just smile once in a while?
Bridget: I donít smile when people I love are unhappy. I've been very concerned about you.
Vicky: Well, then why donít you try cheering me up rather than wringing your hands all the time?
Bridget: If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen.
Vicky: Bridget, wait. I'm sorry. It's just --
Bridget: I know. It's all right, dear.
Vicky: You put up with so much garbage from me. I donít know why you do it.
Bridget: It's very simple. I love you. Come on, dear. There we go. There we go, dear. There we go. So what is Jamie going to do, dear?
Vicky: Nothing if Steven isnít his son.
Bridget: Did he say that?
Vicky: I really thought he was going to fight Marley and Jake with me. But --
Bridget: You mean he wonít claim Steven if Steven is not rightfully his?
Vicky: It must be nice, you know, to just be able to sit back, make a decision like that.
Bridget: Oh, dear, you donít think that's how he really feels?
Vicky: But I canít do that. And if they think I'm giving up, they are badly mistaken!
Bridget: Victoria -- Victoria, I donít want you to do anything rash here.
Vicky: Why not, Bridget? Maybe that's my problem. Maybe I haven't been rash enough.
Bridget: Now where are you going?
Vicky: I've played this safe for weeks, but no more. No more of this!
Stacey: Well, I'd better put this box away.
Derek: I'll get it.
Stacey: No, no, no, you've done enough already. You picked me up. That's plenty.
Derek: I didnít do that much.
Stacey: You know, it's a funny thing. Every time I'm moving, you're here.
Derek: I hope that's ok.
Derek: Yeah, well, forget it. I'm glad to help.
Frankie: Om --
Stacey: Um -- how -- how's the job going?
Frankie: Om --
Stacey: Do you like working for a woman?
Derek: Oh, it's fine, yeah. Sharlene Frame is real fair. Now, the carpenter -- he's a little nuts. Yeah. But I've been around nuttier.
Frankie: Om --
Derek: And you were right about the driver's license. They do let me do more, you know, now that I can drive legally. So thanks.
Stacey: Oh, nothing. You're welcome. So --
Stacey: Ahem --
Frankie: Om --
Stacey: How have you been spending your free time?
Derek: Uh, I swim. Late night. You know, midnight.
Frankie: Om --
Derek: And I read. How about you?
Derek: Yeah, what do you do after you work?
Stacey: Oh, yeah. I -- oh, I'm taking a night course. I'm sort of honing up on things, and tonight is my last night.
Derek: Sounds great.
Stacey: Oh, it's fascinating. You know, it's not till you get back into -- into a course that you realize how much -- how much you donít --
Derek: How much you donít what?
Stacey: Uh, nothing. I'm going to -- I'm going to get going now. So I'll talk to you later.
Derek: Yeah. Yeah, I'll go back to work, too.
Frankie: Ok. When is this baloney going to stop?
Marley: He's adorable.
Jake: Not only is he adorable, but he's got a music box in his back.
[Knock on door]
Jake: All you got to do is wind him up. Go ahead, wind him up.
Jake: Hey, Michael.
Michael: Jake. I want to know what's going on.
Marley: Sounds like you already know.
Michael: I want to hear it from you.
Jake: We want to raise Steven.
Michael: If he's yours.
Jake: If he's mine, we want custody.
Michael: If he's yours, he's yours and Vickyís.
Jake: Vickyís done a lot of things, Michael.
Michael: Vicky is Stevenís mother.
Marley: Michael, Steven needs a family.
Michael: Well, he'll have a family, wonít he? He'll have Donna, me, a lot of people who love him, no matter who his father is.
Jake: I donít think Vicky is capable --
Michael: I donít care what you think! And just who the hell are you to decide, anyway? What's that look for, Jake?
Jake: Michael, I would have thought you of all people would --
Michael: I would what? What?
Jake: When you found out you had daughters, did you just back off?
Michael: No. But I didnít try to take them away from their mother either.
Jake: Their mother wasn't trying to cut you out.
Michael: Their mother wasn't being threatened by their father. I'd like to speak to my daughter.
Jake: I donít think you should get in the middle of this, Michael.
Michael: Alone. Alone.
Michael: Will you sit?
Marley: Donít try to --
Michael: Will you sit?
Marley: Donít try to plead Vickyís case to me, Michael. It is a waste of time.
Michael: I'm not going to plead anything with you. I just canít believe you're going through with this.
Marley: Jake and I have made our decision.
Michael: To take your sister's baby away from her? What kind of decision is that?
Marley: We are not children, Michael.
Michael: Well, you're acting like children. This is not about Steven, it's about you!
Marley: No, this is about Steven. We love him and we want to raise him.
Michael: I canít believe you can say that as if it's a perfectly reasonable idea.
Marley: It is the only reasonable idea.
Michael: Well, let me remind you of something. Victoria is Stevenís mother. Now, if Jake happens to be the father, then --
Marley: Then he wants to be a full-time father.
Michael: Fine. I understand that. I've been through that.
Marley: You see, Vicky and I were old enough to make our own decisions about you when you came back. This isnít the same thing.
Michael: I am not suggesting that Jake just walk away from all this, but there's got to be a way to work it out that's sensible, that's fair.
Marley: Vicky canít be sensible and fair. Haven't you realized that?
Michael: No, I donít --
Marley: She has fought every attempt that Jake has made to be fair.
Michael: Well, she's terrified of losing her baby! Can you blame her?
Marley: Yes, I can!
Marley: Donít you realize that we're frightened, too?
Michael: Yeah. I'm sure you must be. I'm sure you're hurt, I'm sure you're angry. But that still does not give you the right to try and take your sister's baby away from her.
Marley: You haven't heard a word I've said.
Michael: I've heard every word you said. And I think it's cruel.
Marley: The only way Jake and I can be a part of Stevenís welfare is to fight for sole custody.
Michael: Sole custody?
Michael: I wasn't ready for this.
Marley: For what?
Michael: Your face. The words coming out of -- I'm looking at you. It's like I've never seen you before. It's like I'm looking at a stranger.
Marley: Maybe I've grown up.
Michael: Maybe you've gotten hard in your old age. What about your family?
Marley: Did that matter to Vicky? She had my love, Michael. She spit on it!
Michael: She's your sister, for God's sake!
Marley: She slept with my husband!
Michael: That's it. And I want you to look at that. I want you to ask yourself if you're really doing this for Stevenís sake, or if you're doing this to get even with Victoria for sleeping with Jake.
Rachel: Is that all you can say?
Donna: Well, I'm surprised.
Rachel: That I was told?
Donna: I -- I didnít know that Jamie was going to tell you.
Rachel: Jamie didnít tell me. Vicky did.
Donna: Victoria told you?
Rachel: A couple of days ago.
Donna: Well, I wish she had mentioned it to me.
Rachel: Yes, and you needn't have gone to all this trouble about breakfast.
Donna: This breakfast has very little to do with Victoria and Jamie.
Rachel: What does it have to do with?
Donna: It has to do with you and me. I would like for us to get our relationship back on track.
Rachel: Our relationship?
Donna: Yes, I'd like us to be friends.
Rachel: Friends? When have we ever been friends?
Donna: Rachel, I just thought if we could have a -- a woman-to-woman talk, that we could know one another and then we could have a -- a relationship.
Rachel: What possible reason would either of us have to have a personal relationship?
Donna: Because -- I donít know. Rachel, doesn't it even concern you a little bit that the results of the paternity test are due in an hour?
Rachel: Yes, it concerns me a great deal.
Donna: And what Jake and Marley are going to do with this whole thing?
Rachel: What are they going to do?
Donna: They're going to fight for custody of Steven. And this is all Jakeís fault.
Rachel: Does Jamie know that?
Donna: I donít know. Rachel, wait a minute. Where are you going?
Rachel: Look, I canít waste any more time, Donna.
Donna: Well, Rachel, what about my breakfast? I've --
Rachel: With everything that's going on, that's all you can think of?
Donna: No, it -- no, Rachel, you're wrong. I just canít lose my girls and my husband, too.
Derek: What are you talking about?
Frankie: You and Stacey.
Derek: What about us?
Frankie: What? Well, you like her? She likes you.
Derek: Yeah. Well, so I like her. So what?
Frankie: So do something about it.
Derek: You donít know anything about this, Frankie.
Frankie: I know why you're schlepping legal books around.
Derek: Yeah, because you guys are too cheap to hire movers.
Frankie: Because you want to be near Stacey, and you donít know any other way of doing it.
Derek: So what?
Frankie: You keep saying that -- "so what" -- instead of going after what you really want.
Derek: Ok, you're so smart, why donít you tell me what it is that I want?
Frankie: You want to get together with Stacey. And there's a better way of doing that, Derek. There's this newfangled thing that's called "dating."
Frankie: No? What do you mean, no? Yes. You ask her out on a date.
Derek: She doesn't want to go out.
Frankie: You've asked her?
Frankie: Then how do you know?
Derek: Because she doesn't act like she wants to go out.
Frankie: She doesn't act like it?
Derek: She's always got some kind of class to go to or some legal thing to write, and she's seeing other guys.
Frankie: What other guys?
Derek: Well, there was that doctor fella. What's his name? Uh -- damn.
Frankie: You donít know anything about this, do you?
Derek: No, you keep telling me I donít, so, hey, I guess I donít know.
Frankie: You are so unlike anybody who has ever been in Staceyís world before, Derek, that she doesn't know how to let you know she's interested.
Derek: Frankie. Oh, come on.
Frankie: So, you are going to have to take action. Make the first move. What do you say?
Derek: Well, I want to go out with her.
Frankie: Good. Then do it.
Derek: I wouldnít be any good at that. I mean, talking isnít my thing.
Frankie: Well, it's true that you are no silver-tongued devil, Derek, but --
Derek: And every time that I try to talk to her, we get into a fight. I donít want to blow this by saying the wrong thing.
Frankie: So donít say anything except "will you go out with me?" Simple, right?
Jake: Tell me what your father said.
Marley: It's not important.
Jake: Marley --
Marley: How's your sandwich?
Jake: It's fine.
Marley: Too much mustard?
Jake: I said it was fine.
Marley: Well, then why haven't you eaten any of it?
Jake: Because I'm not hungry! I'm sorry. Let's just go to the hospital, all right?
Marley: Jake, we have about an hour until we have to be at the hospital.
Jake: So we'll be there early. I just canít stand hanging around here.
Marley: I know. I guess you're right.
Jake: I mean, I feel like my whole life is going to change completely, you know?
Marley: I'm going to go get my purse.
[Knock on door]
Vicky: Good, you haven't left yet.
Jake: What are you doing here?
Vicky: We're going to talk, Jake.
Jake: I donít think there's anything we haven't already said, Vicky.
Vicky: The hell there isnít! Where's my sister? She's going to hear this, too.
Marley: Jake, who was at the -- Vicky.
Vicky: All right, you two. Before you decide to sue for custody of my son, you'd better listen to me, and you listen to me good. Because otherwise you will make a mistake that you will regret for the rest of your lives!
Rachel: Jamie? Hi, sweetie.
Jamie: Hi, Mom.
Rachel: I knocked, but there wasn't any answer.
Jamie: I'm sorry, I guess I didnít hear it. I've been distracted.
Rachel: Yes, I can imagine.
Jamie: What if he turns out not to be mine, Mom? How can I face the fact that I may never hold him again?
Rachel: I wanted to be here with you before the test results came in.
Jamie: If he turns out to be Jakeís, I --
Rachel: Jake and Marley are going to sue for custody.
Jamie: You heard?
Rachel: Donna told me.
Jamie: Looks like they have a pretty good chance of getting him, too.
Rachel: Well, let's not worry about that until after the test results come in.
Jamie: You know, I told Vicky earlier today that I didnít think I could give Steven up. And that's true. God, I canít imagine it.
Rachel: Of course you canít. You've thought of him as your child since you heard that Vicky was pregnant.
Jamie: For days now, I've been thinking that once the test is over, things will get better. You know, at least I'd know the truth. And if Steven wasn't mine, I could just walk away.
Rachel: Could you? Could you do that?
Jamie: How do I walk away? How do I start thinking of him as someone else's? How do I block all that feeling? How?
Bridget: Miss Donna?
Donna: Hi, Bridget.
Bridget: I couldn't bear being alone, waiting at Victoriaís.
Donna: Oh, this is the longest day.
Bridget: Are you all right, dear?
Donna: Aren't they beautiful?
Bridget: Aye. Could I make you a cup?
Donna: No, thank you. I donít want any tea, thank you.
Bridget: Wish there was something I could do.
Donna: I've ruined things for them, Bridget.
Bridget: Oh, no.
Donna: The most precious things in the world to me, and I've wrecked their lives.
Bridget: No. No, they're grown now, you know. I mean, whatever they've done, they've done on their own.
Donna: If I could have advised them more, if I could have been more helpful.
Bridget: You know, things still may work out.
Donna: Even if I had left everything alone with Victoria and not done anything.
Bridget: Well, every mother would do that.
Donna: Every mother lies? Every mother manipulates?
Bridget: Well, some people donít have enough practice at doing the right thing.
Donna: You know the worst part?
Bridget: And your heart was in the right place. Hmm?
Donna: I wonder about that.
Bridget: Oh, miss Donna.
Donna: The worst part of this whole thing is that it's not an isolated incident.
Bridget: What do you mean?
Donna: Bridget, I always try to get my way, always with Michael and the girls. I always want it to be my way. And donít tell me it's not true. You know it's true.
Bridget: Well, you are a wee bit willful, you know.
Donna: I've tried to change Victoria from the day that she came here.
Bridget: Now, there's the willful one.
Donna: And Marley. I have fought this marriage to Jake tooth and nail.
Bridget: Miss Donna, you know, they're -- I mean, you and Jake -- you've always had differences.
Donna: But it's always been what I've wanted. Me, me, me, me! I've never been concerned about anybody else's feelings.
Bridget: Oh, now, I think you're -- you're being too hard on yourself.
Donna: Even with Rachel here just a little while ago. I was only concerned about myself. I didnít care anything about what anybody else was going through.
Bridget: What did you and Mrs. Cory talk about?
Donna: We didnít talk, we argued. And she left.
Bridget: Then she knows?
Donna: She knows everything.
Bridget: Oh, my. Oh.
Donna: Bridget, you know what my family was like when I was growing up. I didnít have a family, and I wanted that more than anything else in the world. And I got it. It was wonderful. But I couldn't keep my hands off of it. I couldn't leave it alone. I've destroyed my whole family.
Jake: Donít you dare threaten us, Vicky.
Vicky: I'm not threatening you, Jake. This is a statement of fact.
Marley: You canít frighten us.
Vicky: Oh, no?
Jake: Not one bit.
Vicky: But you of all people should know what I'm capable of.
Marley: You cannot hurt us anymore, Vicky. Not again.
Vicky: Watch me.
Jake: Get out of my house.
Vicky: You see, I've got a lot of money, and I will hire the best lawyers in this world. You can hide my baby formula. You can get tape recordings of my so-called friends. But it will amount to nothing.
Jake: Get out of my house!
Vicky: I will delay court proceedings for months! By the time Steven sees you, he wonít know who you are!
Jake: You do whatever you have to do, Vicky.
Vicky: You'll be broke, Jake. You ready for that?
Jake: Marley and I donít give a damn about the money.
Vicky: Really? Did you get a good job, Jake? Or have you all of a sudden decided to use Marleyís money? That is why you married her in the first place, isnít it?
Marley: Would you please both stop this?
Vicky: All that money.
Jake: Like I said, Vicky, you do whatever you want to do. But you're going to lose. You're going to lose Steven.
Vicky: Let me talk to my sister alone.
Jake: That's fine. I'll wait in the car.
Marley: How could you talk to him like that?
Vicky: How could I? He's trying to take my baby away.
Marley: He is not just your baby, Vicky.
Vicky: I am his mother, and I will never let him go.
Marley: You may have to.
Vicky: I never would have believed my own sister would do this to me.
Marley: I donít want to hear your self-pity anymore, Vicky.
Vicky: My own sister.
Marley: Get out!
Vicky: Yeah, I'll go. But you have to do one last thing. I want you to look at me right in the eye, and you tell me that I donít deserve to be the mother to my own son. You tell me that now! Right now! I didnít think you could.
Rachel: Yes, Wendy? Yes, please, send him in.
Michael: Rachel, I got your message.
Rachel: Hi, Michael. Thank you for coming. I know how busy you are.
Michael: Well, not as busy as I know you must be. You've got the big board meeting coming up.
Rachel: I wish I didnít have to deal with that right at the moment.
Michael: Well, you'll do fine, I'm sure.
Rachel: That's not the point. The point is that I'm concerned about my family right now.
Michael: Jamie and Vicky, huh?
Rachel: I know about the paternity test.
Michael: Well, as well you should.
Rachel: I've been trying to figure out what Mac would do about this.
Rachel: It's been many years since I've had to deal with a problem like this by myself.
Michael: Rachel, look, I know how painful this is. Believe me, I know.
Rachel: Jamie is suffering, Michael, and that makes me angry.
Michael: Well, he doesn't deserve this.
Rachel: You're right, he doesnít.
Michael: Rachel, I think that if Mac were here --
Rachel: If Mac were here, he would tell me to stand behind my son, to make sure that my son wasn't hurt any worse than he has already been.
Michael: Rachel, if our families try really hard, we can get through this.
Rachel: I donít think it's going to be that simple.
Michael: Well, I know some people might be hurt and things might change, but --
Rachel: Michael, I've been through this. I've been through it, all of it. The reality is, in this kind of a situation some people win and some people lose badly. And there's no getting around that.
Stacey: How in the world does such a small law office produce such a vast amount of boxes?
Derek: I donít know. Is there any more in the truck?
Stacey: No, that was the last one.
Derek: More books?
Stacey: No, those are Zackís personal things, and he can open them up himself.
Derek: Yeah, is all this stuff in the right place?
Stacey: Oh -- Cass will probably change everything around, but I think -- I think I'll leave it as it is, yeah.
Derek: There's something for you there on the desk.
Stacey: Oh. I wonder who --
Derek: A messenger brought them.
Stacey: Well, there -- there's no note, so --
Derek: I didnít have time to write one.
Derek: Yeah, I wanted to write a note, but I'm not real good at it.
Stacey: Oh, well, that's ok.
Derek: No, it's not, because there's something I wanted to ask you.
Stacey: What did you want to ask me?
Derek: I want to see you.
Stacey: See me?
Derek: Not to solve a mystery, and not to hang out as friends. I want to spend an evening with you, alone.
Stacey: A date?
Derek: Yeah. I would like that very much.
Stacey: So would I.
Derek: You would?
Derek: Uh, great. When? You will go out with me?
Stacey: I'd love to.
Derek: So when?
Derek: You've got class tonight, donít you?
Stacey: They're not going to miss me.
Derek: I would. Ok, so, I'll see you tonight. Yeah.
[Door opens and closes]
Donna: Did you see Marley?
Michael: Yes, I did.
Donna: How did it go?
Michael: Not well.
Donna: She wouldnít listen?
Michael: She is convinced that she and Jake are doing the right thing, and she doesn't care what it does to her sister.
Donna: Oh, God. They're probably reading the results of the paternity test right now.
Singer: Baby mine donít you cry
Vicky: Oh. It's a cold lotion? Oh, where's my big boy? Where's my big boy?
Singer: Rest your head close to my heart
Vicky: Oh. Oh.
Singer: Baby of mine little one, when you play pay no heed what they say let your eyes sparkle and shine never a tear baby of mine if they knew all about you they'd end up loving you, too all those same people who scold you what they'd give just for the right to hold you from you head down to your toes you're not much, goodness knows but you're so precious to me sweet as can be baby of mine rest your head close to my heart never to part baby of mine little one, when you play pay no heed what they say let your eyes sparkle and shine never a tear baby of mine if they knew all about you they'd end up loving you, too all those same people who scold you what they'd give just for the right to hold you
Dr. Peterson: I have the test results.
Singer: From your head down to your toes you're not much, goodness knows but you're so precious to me sweet as can be baby of mine
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