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Another World Transcript Tuesday 8/9/05

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[Classical music plays]

Ada: A sight for sore eyes.

Rachel: What is?

Ada: You. You're working and you're not even in your office.

Rachel: Yeah, well, I should be. I came home to check on the children and have some lunch, and I just had to get to the fingers and some clay, so I skipped lunch and here I am. I'm going back there, but it feels good.

Ada: It looks great.

Rachel: Oh, check that out.

Ada: Ah. Sam is painting again.

Rachel: Oh, I know. I've been so worried about him. But if he's painting, everything's fine.

Ada: And you are sculpting. Things are looking up around here.

Rachel: You know, when -- when you go to bed at night and it seems like the whole world's caving in on you, but you wake up the next morning, and somehow everything's like -- it seems like it's going to be ok?

Ada: Yes, I do.

Rachel: Yeah. Well, that's what happened. I woke up this morning really early and I watched the sun come up and there was a cool breeze for the first time in weeks.

Ada: It's called hope.

Rachel: Yeah. It's a neat thing, hope.

Ada: I'm sorry about the red swan.

Rachel: We'll get it back.

Ada: You sound very sure.

Rachel: I am sure. It belongs here. That's what Mac wants.

Ada: Rachel?

Rachel: Donít worry, I'm not going nuts. I just have a good feeling about things, a good feeling about going on.

Cass: How was your all-nighter?

Frankie: My God. I had no idea you were here.

Cass: So is Lucas everything they say he is?

Evan: Oh, Amanda, good. I put the Donovan file on your desk.

Amanda: Thank you.

Evan: You know, we are two weeks behind on that report.

Amanda: So we'll get it done today, all right?

Evan: Well, I think maybe I should take myself off the project.

Amanda: I need your help, Evan.

Evan: Aren't you even going to mention it?

Amanda: I had nothing to do with those pictures.

Evan: Well, I expect an explanation, and I was hoping to get the truth from you, if nothing else.

Jake: Two bay cities and a vodka martini -- that's awfully stiff for lunch. All this and a mother-in-law, too. You must really have it in for me.

Donna: Jake, I have to talk to you.

Jake: I'm really busy, Donna.

Donna: It's about Victoria.

Jake: I haven't seen her.

Donna: Oh. I was hoping you had.

Jake: Oh. That's a switch.

Donna: Bridget doesn't know where she is. She said she hasn't been home.

Jake: Bridget hasn't seen Vicky at all?

Donna: Victoria made her own bed this morning.

Jake: Vicky made her own bed?

Donna: I donít think she came home last night. The fight has just been taken out of her. I have to find her.

Jake: Well, maybe she -- maybe she had to get away from the house, with all that baby stuff hanging around there and all.

Donna: Steven was all Victoria had -- at least that's all she thinks she had, and now she doesn't even have that.

Jake: Oh -- Donna, I'll make a phone call, ok?

Donna: All right. Thank you for everything that you said in court yesterday.

Jake: I was just telling the truth.

Donna: I know it must have been very difficult for you.

Jake: After I saw Vicky yesterday, I was wondering if I could have gone through with it. She deserves to have Steven with her. I was wrong.

Donna: At least you have the courage to admit it. Jamie certainly doesnít.

Jake: Who are you calling?

Donna: Jamie.

Jake: Donít do that.

Donna: Why not?

Jake: Donít give him the satisfaction of knowing how bad he hurt her.

Donna: You donít think she could have gone out of town, do you?

Jake: No. No, even with everything that's gone wrong, I -- I donít think she'd be that far away from Steven.

Donna: I just hope she can handle all of this. She's made her entire world Jamie and the --

Jake: Donna, maybe she was staying with a friend.

Donna: She doesn't have any friends. She's alienated everybody. That's what I'm so worried about.

Vicky: What's the matter with you two? You look like your dog died.

Amanda: Donít blame me because you got caught sleazing around with my brother's wife.

Evan: That's funny, Amanda. I was under the impression you didnít make snap judgments.

Amanda: Well, it's pretty easy when there's documented proof.

Evan: Yeah, just like the proof about you and Drew Marsten in the papers.

Amanda: That's not the same.

Evan: Yes, it is.

Amanda: Look, I donít care what you do with Vicky or anybody else. The important thing is that my brother has custody of his son and that witch doesnít.

Evan: Thanks to you.

Amanda: I didnít make Vicky into a bad mother and wife.

Evan: But you had Jamie move the court date up so Vickyís lawyer wouldnít be available.

Amanda: Vicky told you that.

Evan: Well, what difference does it make?

Amanda: I was trying to help my brother out. That's what families do. Maybe you wouldnít know that because you never had one.

Evan: Well, I did think I was part of Jamieís family till I saw those pictures.

Amanda: I'm sorry, Evan. I didnít mean that.

Evan: Doesn't it bother anybody what they did to Vicky?

Amanda: Jamie didnít know anything about those pictures until they were introduced in the courtroom.

Evan: He didnít?

Amanda: No, and I didnít know about them, either. It was all Stacey Winthrop's idea. You donít believe me, do you?

Evan: I donít know, Amanda. I'm just a little surprised about what you did, that's all.

Amanda: I had the court date moved up -- big deal. Vicky still had her lawyer there and she still lost. She doesn't deserve to have that child.

Evan: Have you bothered to put yourself in her position?

Amanda: I would never do what she's done.

Evan: Well, have you thought about how she feels losing her child?

Amanda: It's her own fault.

Evan: Oh, I see. She makes a mistake, so she has to pay by losing her kid.

Amanda: It was a little bit more than just a mistake, Evan.

Evan: You get the same tone in your voice when you talk about Iris. Do you know how bitter you sound?

Amanda: I am bitter. Iris doesn't deserve Cory Publishing, and Vicky doesn't deserve that baby.

Evan: Oh, when did you get in the position to decide what people deserve?

Amanda: You have to fight for what you believe in.

Evan: And that's exactly what Vicky did.

Amanda: Would you stop defending her? The court has already decided that Steven is better off growing up with Jamie -- period.

Evan: She's lost a lot, Amanda.

Amanda: Well, apparently, she hasn't lost you.

Evan: That's right, because I'm her friend.

Amanda: You make friends awfully fast.

Evan: You know, I thought we were friends once. But now, you know, I'm not so sure.

Amanda: I see.

Evan: If you could face up to what you really feel, we could pick right up where we left off.

Amanda: What is it that I really feel, Evan?

Evan: Amanda, if you donít know by now, you'll never know.

Amanda: Where are you going? Comfort Vicky?

Evan: She doesn't have a husband and baby at home like you do.

Frankie: You took 10 years off my life just now.

Cass: Well?

Frankie: "Well" what?

Cass: Did you spend the night with Lucas or didnít you?

Frankie: Well, you know I did. You were watching, weren't you?

Cass: Oh, yeah, I was watching until lover boy closed the curtains and rendered this overpriced microphone about as useful as two tin cans and a string. Then I ended up staring at closed curtains all night until I fell asleep about 6:00 A.M.

Frankie: Oh. I didnít think of that.

Cass: Obviously.

Frankie: What did you think we were doing?

Cass: Shh -- I couldn't imagine.

Frankie: Hey, you thought we were --

Cass: What?

Frankie: Oh, please.

Cass: He got that look in his eye.

Frankie: Well, that's all he got. We were working -- what do you care anyway?

Cass: Well, come on. I was worried.

Frankie: You were?

Cass: And I didnít know what to do without blowing the cover sky-high.

Frankie: Oh, I'm touched, really.

Cass: I mean, this guy doesn't seem to be able to take no for an answer. I'm still worried.

Frankie: Oh, well, that's really sweet, but I can handle him.

Cass: No, I mean about Caroline.

Frankie: Caroline?

Cass: Mm-hmm. She has to deal with Lucas, too, and she's not like you.

Frankie: Oh, and how am I?

Cass: Well, how can I put it to you? If you were camping during a hurricane and a redwood tree fell on the tent, you'd probably lift it off with your left hand and fix your mascara with the other.

Frankie: Great.

Cass: I mean, you're tough. Caroline is in over her head.

Frankie: She's in over her head watching "leave it to beaver."

Cass: I wonder why she's seeing so much of him anyway.

Frankie: Beats me.

Cass: Why donít you ask him?

Frankie: Hmm. Why donít you ask your girlfriend, or is talking too strenuous an activity for you, too?

Cass: Hey, behave yourself. What did the two of you do all night, anyway?

Frankie: I told him about myself, he told me about himself.

Cass: Well, that's good. What did he say?

Frankie: Hmm. Actually, he told me all about the people he knows.

Cass: Oh, well, now, that really helps our case a lot.

Frankie: If he doesn't trust me, he's not going to let me in on anything big.

Cass: Well, just donít let him get too close, ok?

Frankie: I can handle him.

[Phone rings]

Rachel: Hello? Is Cass Winthrop there?

Frankie: It's for you -- female, not the Aussie.

Cass: Hello?

Rachel: Cass, it's Rachel.

Cass: Hi, Rachel.

Rachel: I just called Zack. He gave me this number.

Cass: Oh, well, that explains it. We were supposed to get together today, weren't we?

Rachel: Yeah. Courtney called. She said she arrested somebody that she thinks stole the red swan.

Cass: Really?

Rachel: Derek somebody?

Cass: You're kidding.

Rachel: Why? Do you know this guy?

Cass: Yes, I do. Do you mind if I stop by your place a little later today?

Rachel: No. I'd appreciate it.

Cass: Ok. I'll see you then.

Rachel: Ok.

Cass: Derek's in jail.

Frankie: What?

Ada: They'll get it back, Rachel.

Rachel: They've got to. I donít think I'm going to be able to get on with my life until that swan is back.

Russ: Now, if you donít like this wallpaper --

Josie: I do.

Russ: Just say so and out it goes. We'll change it again.

Josie: I love it, I love my whole room. Everything's perfect. I donít know how to thank you.

Russ: Nah, sweetheart, you already have. Oh, this -- this came for you today. It was delivered.

Josie: Oh. It must be from the printer -- my new head shots.

Russ: Oh, great.

Josie: Well, what do you think?

Russ: Oh, that's beautiful. That's really beautiful.

Josie: Yeah? Thanks.

Russ: What have you decided to do about school?

Josie: Um -- well, I'm really serious about being a model. Would it upset you too much if I didnít go to college?

Russ: I just want you to know the opportunity is there for you if you want it.

Josie: Thanks, but --

Russ: But what, honey?

Josie: I donít think I'm cut out for school.

Russ: Oh, remember this -- no matter what it is you want to do, in today's world you're not going to accomplish a heck of a lot without an education. I want both of my girls to have everything, and nothing would make me happier than to help you get it.

Josie: You've been so nice to me.

Russ: You want to do something for me?

Josie: Yeah.

Russ: I have to go to the hospital. Come along with me. Let me show off my new daughter.

Josie: You really want to?

Russ: Of course I want to.

Josie: Oh.

Olivia: Going out?

Russ: Yeah. Olivia, come along with us. We can all have lunch together.

Olivia: No, thank you. I have plans.

Josie: Oh, come on, Olivia. Why donít you come with us?

Olivia: No, I already know father's friends, and I donít want any lunch.

Josie: Ok. I'm going to go change.

Russ: Yes, mm-hmm. If you're so angry, why donít you take it out on me instead of her?

Olivia: Apparently, you haven't noticed, father, but this is very difficult for me.

Russ: Well, I'm sure it is, dear. Sure -- of course it is.

Olivia: Suddenly, I'm your afterthought.

Russ: Now, that isnít true.

Olivia: Yes, it is. It's Josie this and Josie that. I mean, if I happen to walk into the room, I'm politely asked to be a third wheel. Oh.

Russ: Olivia, I love you very much. You do know that. Discovering that Josie is my daughter hasn't changed it.

Olivia: Really?

Russ: Yes, really.

Olivia: Well, I'm not ready to be part of your new little family unit, father. And if you canít understand that, it's because you've been pretty insensitive about everything lately besides your long-lost daughter.

Russ: Why canít you try, just try to understand how I feel?

Olivia: What about what I feel?

Russ: Where are you going?

Olivia: I told you. I have plans.

Russ: Olivia, please.

Olivia: Just let me go. Please.

Donna: Victoria, you look so --

Vicky: Isnít it great? Jake, what do you think?

Jake: Oh, I think you look great.

Donna: Darling, are you all right?

Vicky: Donít I look all right?

Donna: I know what you're trying to do.

Vicky: What am I trying to do, Donna? Would you rather me be home crying my eyes out?

Donna: No, of course I wouldnít.

Jake: Hey, that was a really tough break yesterday.

Vicky: Well, if you're waiting for me to fall apart, donít hold your breath.

Jake: If you want someone to talk to, Vicky --

Vicky: It's not so bad. Stevenís still going to know I'm his mother and that I love him. I get him half the time. Jamie canít go against the court order, right?

Donna: No, he canít.

Vicky: Jamie made me a victim, ok? Well, I'm not going to play the role. I'm not going to let him see me falling apart.

Jake: Well, it sounds like you two have a lot to talk about. If you'll excuse me, I have some supplies to get in the back.

Vicky: Stop looking at me like that.

Donna: I'm sorry. I just -- I didnít expect you to be behaving this way.

Vicky: I talked to a friend.

Donna: Oh?

Vicky: He reminded me of something.

Donna: Which was what?

Vicky: We are --

Donna: Yes?

Vicky: Loaded.

Donna: Yes.

Vicky: I've got a lot to be happy for.

Donna: Yes, you do, but that's not the point --

Vicky: No buts. Now, I'm meeting my accountant here today. I have a few ideas, and I need his advice.

Donna: Darling, I'm glad you're trying to get on with your life so quickly, but donít pretend that you're not in pain when you are. It's only going to be twice as bad --

Vicky: Oh.

Donna: When you finally start healing --

Vicky: Excuse me. There's Bob now. Bob, Robert, here I am. Please sit down.

Jake: You get through to her?

Donna: No matter what I do or what I say, I cannot seem to get my children to confide in me when they're in pain.

Jake: Has Marley called you?

Donna: No. Have you heard from her?

Jake: Uh-uh. No, I guess it's really over. I canít make her love me, Donna. Looks like Vicky and I are in the same boat again.

Rachel: Hi.

Caroline: You're working.

Rachel: Yeah, a little bit before I go back to the office. Thanks for coming over on such short notice.

Caroline: Oh. This is a wonderful space. No wonder Samís working again.

Rachel: Yeah. Mac had it done for me.

Caroline: He really knew what he was doing.

Rachel: I wanted to ask you a couple of questions about the red swan.

Caroline: Oh, I'm really sorry about that, Rachel. I did do a little bit of research on it, though, but I never had a chance to do a formal evaluation. It's --

Rachel: No, I know that.

Caroline: It's worth a great deal.

Rachel: I figured as much. The financial value isnít what's important to me.

Caroline: I understand.

Rachel: But I figured it might be important to some other collectors. Do you know anybody who's interested in collecting that particular piece?

Caroline: No, I'm afraid not.

Cass: Hello.

Rachel: Cass, we're in here.

Cass: Hey.

Rachel: Hi.

Caroline: Oh.

Cass: Rumor had it I'd find you two out here.

Rachel: Did you find out anything?

Cass: Yes. Derek did not take the red swan.

Caroline: Derek?

Cass: Yes. He's been arrested.

Caroline: Hmm.

Rachel: Who is this Derek and why are you so sure he didnít take the red swan? Do you know him?

Cass: Yes, quite well. He told me he didnít, and I believe him.

Rachel: Well, then, we're back to nothing again.

Cass: Unfortunately, yes.

Rachel: Cass, I want to hire a private investigator. I donít want to leave it just up to the police.

Cass: Ok. I'll take care of everything.

Rachel: Ok, well, would you make sure that you work with them?

Cass: Of course, and we'll do our best as always.

Rachel: Ok.

Caroline: Well, my, my, my.

Rachel: Oh, yes. How about that? That's Samís.

Caroline: It's wonderful.

Rachel: Yeah, Sam and Amanda were up at the cabin, and he all of a sudden had this overwhelming need to paint. I think that's a good sign, donít you?

Caroline: Oh, yes, I certainly do.

Josie: Did Olivia go out?

Russ: Yes.

Josie: Russ?

Russ: Mm-hmm?

Josie: Maybe it wasn't such a good idea that I moved in here.

Russ: I thought you loved being here.

Josie: I do, but --

Russ: I know.

Josie: Olivia.

Russ: I know, I know. Well, just try to be patient with her, sweetheart. She's so used to having me all to herself.

Josie: I guess I can understand how she feels.

Russ: It's going a lot harder for her than I thought it would.

Josie: It's not easy for any of us.

Russ: No, but it will get better, and I want it to. I want it to be good for all of us.

Josie: Me, too.

Russ: I really thought that Olivia was old enough to understand it.

[Doorbell rings]

Russ: Excuse me. Let me get that.

[Door opens]

Russ: May I help you?

Reuben: Yeah, yeah, what's up, man? I'm here to see Josie --

Josie: Reuben!

Reuben: Yo, Josie! How you doing?

Josie: When did you get back?

Reuben: Like, a second ago. Look at you. You look good.

Josie: Thanks.

Reuben: Check you out -- la-di-da.

Russ: Josie --

Josie: Oh. I'm sorry, Russ. Dr. Russ Matthews, this is Reuben Lawrence. Reuben Lawrence, this is my father.

Reuben: Hi. How you doing?

Russ: Reuben, yes. You're the young man who looked after Josie in New York.

Reuben: Naw, man. We just lived together, that's all.

Josie: We stayed in the same room, remember?

Reuben: Yeah.

Russ: Yeah, how could I forget? Yeah.

Josie: So, how are things at home?

Reuben: Oh. Oh, yeah, real good. The prodigal son, you know, returns. You know, they killed the fatted calf and they gave me a new car -- oh, yeah, they just loved me.

Russ: Reuben, I -- I seem to recall something, a problem you were having --

Reuben: No, that's cool.

Russ: With a parole officer?

Reuben: It's straightened out, really.

Russ: Uh-huh. Well, I think I'm going to go. I have to make a phone call. I'll be in the study. You'll be ready to go in a couple of minutes?

Josie: Sure.

Russ: A pleasure to meet you, Reuben.

Reuben: Yeah, it was nice meeting you, too. That's the old man, huh?

Josie: Yeah. He's wonderful, isnít he?

Reuben: Yeah, yeah. So, look at you. You look great.

Josie: Yeah, look at you. Now, come on, let's talk.

Reuben: Talk? About what?

Josie: About your parole officer. Did you talk to him? What? Tell me.

Reuben: Didnít you hear me? Everything is cool. It's all right.

Josie: Reuben?

Reuben: What?

Josie: Tell me the truth. I mean, are you in trouble with the police?

Jake: Hey there. What can I get you?

Olivia: Club soda.

Jake: One club soda coming up.

Olivia: Nice day.

Jake: Well, actually, I didnít see much of it from in here.

Olivia: Right. Thanks.

Jake: You're welcome.

Olivia: I live on this stuff when I'm working out.

Jake: Yeah?

Olivia: Hmm. I'm a dancer.

Jake: Good.

Olivia: Ballet?

Jake: Hmm.

Olivia: You're in great shape. What do you do?

Jake: Oh, I do a lot of things.

Vicky: So, this is what's liquid.

Bob: Do you need more?

Vicky: Maybe. I have a few minor purchases in mind.

Bob: Well, Victoria, you can definitely afford it.

Vicky: Well, good.

Olivia: Do you like bartending?

Jake: I sure like the money.

Olivia: So what would you really like to do?

Jake: Direct.

Olivia: For the stage?

Jake: No, actually, I used to work for a video production company.

Olivia: Really?

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Olivia: That is a coincidence, you know, because I've been looking for someone to videotape me so that I can pick out flaws in my technique. Maybe you could help me.

Jake: Yeah, look, excuse me for a minute, all right? So, killer, how'd it go?

Vicky: Fabulous. I am buying a brand-new, beautiful sports car convertible.

Jake: Why?

Vicky: Because I want it and I can afford it.

Jake: Let me ask you something, Vicky. Do you think if you act like nothing's wrong nothing will be?

Vicky: What choice do I have?

Jake: Vicky, you've done this before --

Vicky: I tried to be a good wife, and my husband split. I tried to be a good mother, and my son got taken away from me. Now, I'm going to try to be good at spending a whole lot of money and enjoying myself.

Jake: I just donít want to see you get hurt.

Vicky: I donít know how else to handle it, Jake.

Jake: Why donít you let me help you?

Vicky: You really want to help me?

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: Leave me alone.

Evan: Amanda, I drew up some notes on the Donovan report. They may help you decide whoever you want to work with.

Amanda: Well, you didnít have to do that.

Evan: I wanted to.

Amanda: Thank you. Evan --

Evan: Look, our figures are way over what we have projected.

[Phone rings]

Amanda: Yes, Wendy. Yes, put her on.

Vicky: Amanda?

Amanda: What do you want?

Vicky: Evan. Is he there?

Amanda: Here.

Evan: That's for me? Hello.

Vicky: Hi. It's Vicky.

Evan: Hi. How you doing?

Vicky: Had lunch yet?

Evan: No.

Vicky: Want to meet me at Paradise?

Evan: It's a loaded question. Can you give me about 20 minutes?

Vicky: Great. See you then.

Evan: I look forward to it. Bye-bye.

Amanda: You're unbelievable.

Evan: Yeah, that's what they say.

Amanda: Why donít you just get going?

Evan: I think that's a good idea.

Amanda: Ugh. This is the first time I can remember.

Frankie: Oh. Caroline.

Caroline: Frankie, when -- what are you doing here?

Frankie: I'm looking for Cass.

Caroline: Oh, well, he's in with Rachel, and they're just drawing up some papers.

Frankie: Oh, yeah?

Caroline: Yes. Rachelís hired him and, I suppose, you, too.

Frankie: Me?

Caroline: Yes, to investigate the red swan.

Frankie: Oh, really?

Caroline: Hmm, so I guess you're going to be pretty busy.

Frankie: Well, actually, I work for Lucas now, so Cass is going to have to hire himself a new P.I. Huh -- poor guy.

Caroline: Well, donít you worry about Cass. I'll look after him.

Frankie: He's in the hurt locker, Caroline. Be careful.

Caroline: I really do know what I'm doing, and he does seem to appreciate my efforts.

Frankie: He has a lot to work through. He could probably use some solitude, you know?

Caroline: Oh, on the contrary, the more time I spend with him, the lighter he seems to get on his feet.

Frankie: Well, that must be pretty easy since you seem to spend all your time horizontal.

Caroline: You canít argue with success, can you?

Frankie: I mean it, Caroline. The guy's got a broken heart. That just doesn't go away.

Caroline: Your concern is truly touching, Frankie. It really is.

Frankie: Are you always this obnoxious, or am I the only lucky one?

Caroline: Me obnoxious? Look, I think it's getting pretty stuffy in here. I'd better go and find Cass.

Frankie: Yes, do that, hon.

Caroline: Oh, and by the way, I'll tell him you're here. And he might even spend some time with you.

Vicky: Oh. I thought you'd left.

Donna: I did. Went to Iris' spa to get a facial. It was overpriced and mediocre, and I'm not surprised.

Vicky: So why'd you come back?

Donna: To see if you were still here.

Vicky: Here I am.

Donna: Could we go someplace and have lunch, please? Someplace preferably that's not owned by the Coryís?

Vicky: Sorry. I have a date.

Donna: A date? With whom?

Vicky: Evan Bates.

Donna: Victoria.

Vicky: "Victoria," what?

Donna: After what he did to you in court yesterday?

Vicky: He didnít know anything about those pictures.

Donna: How do you know?

Vicky: He talked to me.

Donna: When?

Vicky: Yesterday. He came over to the house.

Donna: Aren't you concerned about how this is going to look?

Vicky: I donít give a damn about how this looks.

Donna: You're going to give a damn if you take this case back to court against Jamie.

Vicky: Jamieís got my son. I'm sure he's going to dump me as soon as he can, but I donít have to live like I'm some kind of nun.

Donna: I donít understand.

Vicky: I know.

Donna: I want to be helpful.

Vicky: Oh, time to go. Three's a crowd. Evan. Oh. How beautiful. Thank you. Oh, that's my mom.

Evan: Hi, Donna. How are you?

Donna: Hi.

Vicky: She was just leaving.

Donna: I'll call you.

Vicky: I might not be home.

Donna: I'll leave a message.

Vicky: I canít wait. Well, have a seat. I already got us a table.

Evan: Well, good, because I'm starving.

Vicky: Well, actually -- presents before food.

Evan: What's that?

Vicky: It's for you.

Evan: Why?

Vicky: Come on, open it. Uh-huh?

Evan: Vicky, I canít accept this.

Olivia: Are you leaving?

Jake: Yeah. My shift's over.

Olivia: I was serious about what I said about the videotape.

Jake: Yeah, you know where I work. We'll get together sometime, all right?

Olivia: Well, how about right now?

Jake: I'm beat, actually. I want to go home.

Olivia: Do you have samples of your work at home?

Jake: Samples of my work at home? That's supposed to be my line, isnít it?

Olivia: Uh -- no. I meant if you're not too tired, maybe I could come over now?

Jake: This video must be very important.

Olivia: If I'm being pushy, I'm sorry. I -- I just donít want to go home right now.

Jake: I can understand that. Come on, let's go. Go, go, go.

Reuben: My parole officer wants to throw away the key, all right?

Josie: Oh, no.

Reuben: I'm in a lot of trouble, ok?

Josie: You never really talked to him when you called from New York, did you?

Reuben: No, I didnít, all right?

Josie: Why?

Reuben: No reason, all right?

Josie: You did it for me, didnít you? You did it because you didnít want to leave me alone.

Reuben: Donít go flattering yourself.

Josie: Reuben, you're crazy.

Reuben: Yeah, that's what everybody seems to tell me.

Josie: You risked everything for me.

Reuben: Well, donít go making me to be some kind of hero. I just needed an excuse, and you was it.

Josie: What am I going to do with you?

Reuben: Do you mind if we not talk about this? How's Matt?

Josie: He's fine.

Reuben: Yeah, I knew it.

Josie: We've got work to do.

Reuben: What, you and Matt?

Josie: No.

Reuben: Josie, donít go putting your nose in my messy life. I mean, you got enough to deal with right here.

Josie: I have got a plan.

Reuben: Josie, you have terrible plans.

Josie: I do not.

Reuben: Oh, yeah? Oh, no? What about that time that you wanted to make dinner and you blew all the lights in the hotel out?

Josie: That could happen to anyone.

Reuben: No, no, no, no. What about the time that you borrowed the vacuum cleaner from the spotlight club, and then you sucked up my last six bucks?

Josie: I got it out, didnít I? Didnít I?

Reuben: Yeah, but you were sneezing for two hours when I was trying to sleep, and --

Josie: Do you want to hear my plan or donít you?

Reuben: No. I mean, you really make me nervous sometimes, Josie.

Josie: Well, donít be nervous. I am going to fix everything for you.

Jake: Ok. The TV in the living room's on the blink. I hope you donít mind.

Olivia: No, this is fine.

Jake: Why donít you have a seat. This is going to take me a couple minutes, ok?

Olivia: Ok.

Jake: Oh.

Olivia: Is this your girlfriend?

Jake: No. That's my wife.

Olivia: Oh.

Jake: Donít worry. She's not here.

Olivia: Maybe we should do this some other time.

Jake: Olivia, my wife left me.

Olivia: Oh, I'm sorry.

Jake: And I donít have anything on my mind other than business.

Olivia: Ok.

Jake: Good.

Olivia: So, how long were you married?

Jake: Whew -- not long enough.

Olivia: You know, I think I know how you feel.

Jake: You do?

Olivia: Well, I know what it's like when a relationship changes.

Jake: I -- I worked on some videos in Los Angeles. I'm sorry -- I worked on some videos in Los Angeles. That should give me a good idea of what we're going to do with you.

Olivia: Ok, like what?

Jake: Well, we can tape a rehearsal, and then you and I can get together and see what we like and what we donít like, and from there, we can find out which way we're going to go in the video.

Olivia: Ok. What's this?

Jake: Nothing.

Olivia: That's your wife.

Jake: I forgot about this tape.

Olivia: Oh, she's beautiful. Ahem.

Jake: Every time I turn around, something in this damn house reminds me of her.

Olivia: Well, hey, look, this one says -- it says commercial demo. Why donít we see what it's like?

Jake: Just some memories. Look, Olivia, maybe this isnít such a good idea, you know?

Olivia: Jake, people leave you or they turn to somebody else. But you have to find a way to go on. Right?

Rachel: What happened?

Amanda: I -- I dropped a few things.

Rachel: Are you all right?

Amanda: Yeah, I'm fine.

Rachel: Did you call Ross Gordon yet?

Amanda: Oh, Mom, I forgot all about it. I'll do it right now.

Rachel: Are you sure something's not wrong?

Amanda: What do you think of those pictures of Vicky and Evan?

Rachel: I didnít like Staceyís tactics.

Amanda: I mean, about Evan.

Rachel: What about him?

Amanda: Do you think he can still be trusted?

Rachel: Are you serious?

Amanda: Mom, he's having lunch with Vicky right now.

Rachel: So?

Amanda: So does that make you wonder?

Rachel: I think Evan is totally loyal to this company. And who he's having lunch with on his own time is his own business.

Amanda: Mom, we're not just talking about anybody. We're talking about your son's wife.

Rachel: Jamie and Vicky have separated, Amanda.

Amanda: Because Jamie is smart enough to see through her.

Rachel: I thought you had gotten over this.

Amanda: Over what?

Rachel: Your feelings for Evan.

Amanda: I donít have any feelings for Evan.

Rachel: Ok.

Amanda: You know, he is really angry about these pictures.

Rachel: Donít blame him.

Amanda: I donít think it's a good idea for him to be messing around with somebody that is trying to destroy us.

Rachel: I think you're overreacting.

Amanda: How can you pretend that this isnít a problem?

Rachel: Oh, I think we have a problem, all right.

Amanda: It's a problem that we have to put a stop to.

Rachel: The problem is your feelings are interfering with your judgment.

Amanda: I told you, I donít have --

Rachel: And your marriage. I think you better get your priorities straight, or you're going to lose right across the board all the things that matter the most to you.

Vicky: What's the matter? You donít like presents?

Evan: No. I just canít accept that kind of gift from you.

Vicky: It's no big deal. It's just to say thank you for being nice to me and apologize for dragging you into this whole mess.

Evan: Vicky, I canít take it.

Vicky: It's a watch. It's not a bribe.

Evan: Well, it's very thoughtful, but you donít have to buy me anything.

Vicky: Evan, you're the one who told me to enjoy what I have. Right now all I do have is money, so I'm spending it. It makes me happy to do it, so just shut up and take the watch.

Evan: No.

Vicky: You said I should have everything I want.

Evan: I said everything, not everyone.

Vicky: I donít have to buy my friends.

Evan: Ok, then what's this about?

Vicky: You really are --

Evan: Vicky, you're better than this. You know that people would kill to have what you have?

Vicky: A lot of people have money.

Evan: I am not talking about money. I'm talking about self-confidence. You got brains, you've got strength and looks to match.

Vicky: What's your point?

Evan: If you give yourself a chance, you could be someone really special, different than anybody else.

Vicky: I am different. That's my problem.

Evan: No. That's your gift. And you haven't even started to use it.

Vicky: Why do you like me?

Evan: Because I can see through you.

Vicky: There's not much to see. I'm a mess.

Evan: So? Start over and fight fair.

Vicky: I'm not sure I can do that.

Evan: Yes, you can.

Vicky: All right. I'll take back the watch if I can buy you lunch.

Evan: On one condition.

Vicky: No deals.

Evan: Ok, you can buy me lunch if I can buy you dinner.

Amanda: Mom, I wish you would just stop this, please.

Rachel: I see. You're going to go on pretending to yourself about Evan?

Amanda: I love Sam.

Rachel: I'm not talking about love.

Amanda: Mom, ever since Sam and I went away to the cabin for that one night, things have been better than ever between us. Samís painting again. He's happy.

Rachel: I know that.

Amanda: That's when I love him the most. When he's working, he's exciting.

Rachel: So is Evan. You enjoy working with Evan very much.

Amanda: Nobody understands me like Sam. We know what each other's thinking. We communicate without talking. There's nobody else that can ever be like that.

Rachel: You were so young when you got married and had a baby.

Amanda: I'm getting tired of everybody saying that to me.

Rachel: It's not a criticism. It's the reality. I know you love Sam. That's not what I'm talking --

Amanda: We do, and we have a child together.

Rachel: What I'm talking about are feelings. You canít always control feelings. I know about that. I've been there.

Amanda: But you always loved Daddy.

Rachel: Oh, yes. The bottom line for us was always each other. But that didnít mean we didnít have temptations.

Amanda: Mom, I'm not going to risk losing Sam. I donít want to.

Rachel: Good. But you got to start somewhere. I think the place to start is to be honest with yourself.

Amanda: I know what I feel.

Rachel: Do you?

Cass: Why did you follow me over to the Coryís'?

Frankie: I didnít follow you. I have to tell you something.

Cass: Frankie, we just spent 20 minutes in my car, and all you did was fiddle with the radio.

Frankie: I was thinking.

Cass: How did you get over to the Coryís', anyway?

Frankie: The cab.

Cass: I donít pay you enough money to take cabs.

Frankie: Yeah, donít I know that, which is why I put it on the expense account.

Cass: You're going to break me. Do you know that?

Frankie: Oh, will you stop being such a tightwad?

Cass: So what did you want to tell me?

Frankie: I'm going over to Lucas', and I wanted you to know.

Cass: You couldn't have left me a note? You had to take a cab all the way across town and --

Frankie: Well, I canít spell. What is your problem, Cass?

Cass: You're right, I'm sorry. I do want to know when you go over there.

Frankie: Oh, your concern is overwhelming.

Cass: I said I'm sorry. Be careful, ok?

Frankie: Yeah. I will.

Cass: Donít stay out all night again.

Frankie: No, I can handle Lucas.

Cass: Just donít relax too much. Stay on your toes.

Frankie: May I go now?

Cass: Well, aren't you going to change? You've been in that outfit for 36 hours.

Frankie: Do I offend?

Cass: You want Lucas to think you were gallivanting around all day, instead of resting for a night's worth of work with him.

Frankie: Good point. I'll change.

Cass: Surprised you, didnít I?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Oh, and put something a little more on your body.

Frankie: My snowsuit's at the cleaner's, Cass.

Cass: Very cute. And go ahead, I wonít look.

Frankie: Thanks, Cass.

Cass: Donít get sappy, ok, Frankie?

Frankie: Oh, shut Ė

Josie: Do you want to hear my idea or not?

Reuben: Ok, why not?

Josie: I am going to ask my father to help.

Reuben: What -- what, Mister Rogers?

Josie: Reuben!

Reuben: No, forget about it, Josie.

Josie: He can talk to the parole board. You know, he's very important in this town.

Reuben: This place has gone to your head.

Josie: What are you talking about?

Reuben: Josie, I take care of myself, ok? I always have.

Josie: Donít be so stubborn.

Reuben: That man barely knows me, and I get the feeling that he really donít want to, neither.

Josie: He's a very generous man, and for your information, he's made me feel -- I donít know -- stronger.

Reuben: Stronger? But, Josie, I really donít like the way you sound.

Josie: Well, it's true.

Reuben: No, Josie. I mean, he didnít make you a better person. You're fine with or without that guy.

Josie: He is helping me.

Reuben: He's helping you? Is that what this is? I mean, just because you live in, like, a fancy house now with a rich doctor you think everything bad is just going to go away?

Josie: No.

Reuben: You know, I really wish we were back in New York.

Josie: Well, I donít.

Reuben: I mean, I found out that I can keep a job there. I didnít walk the streets in the toughest town in the whole world. I made friends. I was helping you, I --

Josie: Yes, you helped me, and you were wonderful, and -- come on, you know how much I like you.

Reuben: I just like how you were in New York, that's all.

Josie: I'm the same person.

Reuben: No. You're not. I mean, you changed. I donít know -- I just donít like it in this place.

Josie: Well, this is my home now.

Reuben: No, Josie! This isnít your home. Your home is back there on that farm, with the woman who raised and loved you your whole life.

Josie: With the woman that kept me from my father.

Reuben: You've made your mind up about that, haven't you?

Josie: If you donít want me to help you, why are you here?

Reuben: You know something? If this is really what you want -- I mean, if you want to call this place home, then all I want to do is say goodbye.

Olivia: Jake, why donít you just press the buttons on the machine?

Jake: Because I'm going to fix this thing to prove something.

Olivia: To whom?

Jake: Give me that.

Olivia: Have you tried pressing "play" yet?

Jake: Oh, you're very funny. Give me --

Olivia: No, no!

Jake: Give it here.

Olivia: No.

[Olivia giggles]

Donna: My God.

Jake: Donna.

Donna: What's going on here?

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