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Another World Transcript Friday 9/9/05

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Arianne: Who's Mitch Blake?

Michael: He's just someone I know.

Arianne: And what's his connection with Lucas?

Michael: He hardly knows him.

Arianne: Michael, why are you being so evasive? How do you know this guy?

Michael: He's just -- he's a friend.

Arianne: A friend?

Michael: Look, this is a coincidence. He just happens to be in this picture.

Arianne: Hold it. Why are you covering for him?

Michael: No, you hold it, all right? I think your imagination is just working overtime.

Arianne: You said this Mitch Blake was supposed to be out of town when these pictures were taken. You act like you've seen a ghost. You're not telling me something, and I want to know why.

Michael: Look, this doesn't mean anything.

Arianne: Oh, yes, it does. And you're going to tell me all about it now.

Lucas: Oh. Hope it's not too late for a visit.

Rachel: No, of course not. I'm just surprised, that's all.

Lucas: I had this idea, and I couldn't wait to share it with you.

Rachel: An idea?

Lucas: Yes. Guess it can get pretty quiet in this house at night, canít it?

Rachel: What's the point?

Lucas: Nothing. I just am glad that I didnít interrupt a family gathering, that's all.

Rachel: Oh, Lucas, I have a feeling that if you wanted to talk with me you'd find a way to do it whether I was entertaining or not.

Lucas: Hmm. I guess you know me pretty well already.

Rachel: I'm not sure anyone knows you really well, Lucas.

Vicky: Stay away from me, Jamie.

Jamie: Not this time.

Vicky: You've really lost it, haven't you?

Jamie: Why are you playing hard to get, Vicky? This is what you've wanted for weeks, isnít it?

Vicky: You're crazy.

Jamie: Am I? Where's your little private detective friend now, Vicky? This should be some great stuff to get on film, donít you think?

Vicky: You're disgusting.

Jamie: Admit it, Vicky. You've been trying to get me to take you to bed for a long time, and now that I want to, you're playing innocent.

Vicky: The only thing I want from you is my son.

Jamie: And you think I'd agree to anything once you got me in the sack, donít you?

Vicky: And you would, wouldnít you? You know why, Jamie? Because you're weak. You're about ready to crawl out of your own skin because I wonít have you.

Jamie: Is that what you think?

Vicky: You bet it is. But I'll save you from yourself. I'll sleep with you right here, right now, and then we'll go back to your mother's house and I'll take my son and bring him home with me, where he belongs. What do you think of that, Jamie?

Lucas: You know, I was half hoping that I would find you involved in some festive fall soiree here tonight.

Rachel: Why?

Lucas: Because you're far too bright and attractive a woman to be padding around this house alone.

Rachel: I'm not alone, Lucas. Most of my family lives here with me.

Lucas: You know what I mean, Rachel.

Rachel: Yes, I do know what you mean, but I'm not certain that my private life is any of your business.

Lucas: Perhaps you're right.

Rachel: No, no perhaps. Definitely. Wonít you sit down?

Lucas: Thank you. Now, bear with me. I'd like to ask you a question.

Rachel: Go ahead.

Lucas: Now, you are aware of the art auction that Felicia is holding.

Rachel: Yes.

Lucas: Are you planning on attending?

Rachel: I hadn't thought about it.

Lucas: I think that Cory Enterprises should be represented.

Rachel: Do you?

Lucas: Yes, to -- you know, to show a common front.

Rachel: For the benefit of the stockholders?

Lucas: Exactly.

Rachel: You want me to spend an evening with Iris?

Lucas: And me, of course.

Rachel: You enjoy being on the frontlines?

Lucas: I think it might mend the fences.

Rachel: Oh, I donít know, Lucas. That's a very long fence.

Lucas: Hmm. Might make everybody's life a little easier.

Rachel: Iris put you up to this?

Lucas: Nobody puts me up to anything.

Rachel: This idea has "Iris" written all over it.

Lucas: I assure you, Rachel, this is my idea.

Rachel: Well, I donít think it's going to work, Lucas.

Lucas: But you can try.

Rachel: I see the merits to presenting a united front publicly.

Lucas: So then you'll attend?

Rachel: I'm just discussing the merits.

Lucas: Oh.

Rachel: I'll think about it.

Lucas: That's all I can ask.

Rachel: All right.

Lucas: Thank you for seeing me.

Rachel: You're welcome.

Lucas: There really is one more thing.

Rachel: What is that?

Lucas: I wanted to ask you about -- about Mitch Blake.

Michael: No, Mitch Blake is not involved in this case.

Arianne: I'm going to have his files pulled.

Michael: No. Donít do that.

Arianne: What do you mean no? We have to check out all leads, Michael. You should know better.

Michael: I do know that. But I have a better idea.

Arianne: Which is?

Michael: I'm going to talk to Blake myself.

Arianne: What are you going to say? "Hi, Mitch. Know anything about a red swan theft?"

Michael: Maybe, but I think I can be a little more subtle than that.

Arianne: You used to be.

Michael: I haven't changed that much.

Arianne: I think you've gone soft.

Michael: And I think you've gotten paranoid. Do you have to smoke?

Arianne: I'm a social smoker.

Michael: Yeah. You call this social?

Arianne: Drop it, Michael. So I'm not perfect. But this is my only weakness.

Michael: It is?

Arianne: Yes, and I know what yours is.

Michael: Really?

Arianne: Personal feelings standing in the way of professional integrity.

Michael: That's a very serious charge.

Arianne: Then prove me wrong. Check out Mitch, the right way.

Michael: What does that mean?

Arianne: By the book. No concessions for friendship, because if you donít, I will have the club breathing down his neck so fast your head will spin.

Felicia: How's your salmon?

Mitch: It's cold.

Felicia: It's supposed to be.

Mitch: Just kidding.

Felicia: Oh. Huh.

Mitch: You know, I get the feeling that you're acting like we're maybe on our first date instead of almost a year into our marriage.

Felicia: Am I doing that?

Mitch: Yes, you're doing that.

Felicia: Sorry.

Mitch: It's ok.

Felicia: It's just I'm glad to have you home. Ok. I overreacted about you going over to see Rachel.

Mitch: Yes, you certainly did.

Felicia: Well, you donít have to rub it in.

Mitch: Eat your fish before it gets warm.

Felicia: Why are you acting like this?

Mitch: I was just trying to have fun.

Felicia: We are having fun.

Mitch: We are?

Felicia: Yes.

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: Ok.

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: I -- I have a confession to make. I was jealous about you and Rachel.

Mitch: Really?

Felicia: But it's not because I thought something was going on.

Mitch: I hope not.

Felicia: No. It's just that I love you so much that I donít like sharing you with anyone, and I know you're only being a good friend to her, and I know how -- how she needs all this support right now.

Mitch: She does.

Felicia: So I sat down, I thought about everything, and I suddenly realized how you must be feeling about all the time that I spend with Lucas.

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: So I said, you know, what we need to do is we need to realize that we can be concerned about someone that we knew once, but it doesn't mean we have to be concerned about what it meant. Ok?

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: Ok.

Mitch: I --

Felicia: Look, why donít we just forget about it, all right?

[Phone rings]

Felicia: Let's just --

Mitch: I'll get it.

Felicia: Tell them we're having dinner.

Mitch: Hello.

Michael: Mitch, this is Michael Hudson.

Mitch: Hi, Michael. How are you?

Michael: I'm sorry to call so late.

Mitch: Ah, that's ok. We were just having dinner.

Michael: I need to talk to you, tonight, in my office.

Mitch: What do you mean? You mean tonight?

Michael: It's very important.

Jamie: You're a real piece of work. You know that, Vick? Just when I think you've sunk as low as you can go, you sink a little lower.

Vicky: I'm low? You call the way you're acting right now a turn-on?

Jamie: You'll use sex to barter for your own child.

Vicky: And you would use sex with me because it's a challenge. It makes you feel wicked, doesn't it? And that turns you on.

Jamie: Oh, shut up.

Vicky: Donít pretend to be a saint, Jamie. You never have been one. You know, everybody tells me that I stole you away from your precious Lisa. But what we do in bed takes two, doesn't it? And if you were so noble, then why were you cheating on her in the first place?

Jamie: I came to you because I felt sorry for you.

Vicky: Ha. Now I've heard anything.

Jamie: You needed me, and I was drawn to you.

Vicky: And it was wrong and dangerous, and you couldn't get that little devil off your shoulder, could you?

Jamie: I never said I wasn't attracted to you.

Vicky: But what bothered the hell out of you is that it was beyond your control.

Jamie: I fell in love with you and you threw it all away.

Vicky: I have spent the last six months of my life trying to fix things with you.

Jamie: You mean fix your mistakes. You've lied to me over and over again.

Vicky: And you stole my son away from me.

Jamie: God, the things you make me do.

Vicky: Blame it on me? God, if I had a dime for every time you blamed your thick head on --

Jamie: You make everything, oh, so cheap.

Vicky: You think it's cheap and you like it. That's why you keep coming back, and that's why you'll never leave. And that's why you'll never be happy -- because I'm the only kind of woman you've ever wanted. And that rips your heart out. I'm in your blood, honey. You canít get me out.

Rachel: What about Mitch?

Lucas: Could Mitch have stolen the red swan?

Rachel: What are you saying, Lucas?

Lucas: I know his past.

Rachel: So?

Lucas: You donít think he did?

Rachel: I know he didnít.

Lucas: Well, I trust your judgment.

Rachel: I donít know where you get your theories from, Lucas, really.

Lucas: Well, I'll tell you why I asked.

Rachel: I'm not certain I want to know.

Lucas: Listen, Mitch resents me and he resents the fact that Felicia and I had a child together.

Rachel: Oh, please. Mitch is much too intelligent to worry about a relationship that Felicia had with someone when she was 17 years old.

Lucas: Well, I'm asking you this because I know that he is Matthewís father.

Rachel: So?

Lucas: So you know him better than anyone else.

Rachel: I know he didnít steal the red swan.

Lucas: I would like to know his motives for distrusting me so.

Rachel: Well, I'm afraid I donít follow your logic, Lucas.

Lucas: I'm concerned about the theft of the swan, as well.

Rachel: Yes, and I keep wondering why.

Lucas: Because I think you have to cover all the angles.

Rachel: So anyone with a past connected to me is suspect?

Lucas: You canít be too sure of anybody.

Rachel: Well, I'm sure about Mitch. He didnít steal the red swan. He's a good friend. He is the father of my son. And as far as our past is concerned, it is just that -- it is the past. I respect his relationship with Felicia. She's the best thing that ever happened to him.

Lucas: Since you.

Michael: So what do you know about Lucas?

Mitch: Well, how do you mean?

Michael: Well, let's just say, for instance, that I was going to have something to do with him financially, and let's just say that I've been trying to find out as much as I can and I canít really pin him down.

Mitch: Well, I'd say that I donít know him. He and Felicia are trying to find their daughter, but I'm staying out of it.

Michael: You were out of town recently.

Mitch: Yeah, on business.

Michael: When did you get back?

Mitch: What is all this about, Michael?

Michael: Well, why donít you tell me. Mitch, I know for a fact that you were back in town a week before you've told people you were.

Mitch: What -- say again?

Michael: Look, I donít want you to take this the wrong way, all right? I'm having Lucas followed, and you were seen near him during that time you were supposed to be out of town.

Mitch: Yeah, and I'd like to keep that very quiet.

Michael: All right.

Mitch: I've been trying to follow some leads up on Lucas, been trying to follow some leads up on their daughter. I donít want Felicia to know about it, and I certainly donít want Lucas to know.

Michael: I understand.

Mitch: Do you?

Michael: Yes, I wouldnít want Lucas to find out I'm having him followed, either.

Mitch: Well, I've come up with nothing.

Michael: What do you think?

Mitch: Well, I think he's lying.

Michael: About what? About the child?

Mitch: Yes, about the child, anything. I think he made the whole thing up.

Michael: Why would he do that?

Mitch: Well, I've got some ideas, but I canít be certain. Anyway, yeah, I came back to town. I tried to follow him.

Michael: But you found out absolutely nothing?

Mitch: No. And I donít trust him.

Michael: I donít either. I hear that Lucas is quite an art collector.

Mitch: I wouldnít know.

Michael: I heard that he offered to buy the red swan from Rachel before it was stolen.

Mitch: Really?

Michael: Know anything about that?

Mitch: About --

Michael: The red swan.

Mitch: Sorry. I canít be of much help.

Michael: Well, thanks for coming by. Sorry to drag you out so late.

Mitch: It's all right. Good luck.

Michael: Thanks.

Michael: Well, how much of that did you hear?

Arianne: All of it.

Michael: What do you think?

Arianne: I think he knows a lot more about the swan and about Lucas than he's telling.

Donna: I'm back.

Jake: I see.

Donna: Guess what I've got.

Jake: A new sewing kit.

Donna: Yes, sir. And it cost $25,000 in cold, hard cash.

Jake: Are you crazy?

Donna: That was our agreement.

Jake: Donna, it's nighttime. The banks are closed. What am I going to do with this?

Donna: Hide it somewhere.

Jake: Oh, just hide $25,000?

Donna: Well, I trust you.

Jake: Since when?

Donna: Business, I trust you in business. Otherwise, I wouldnít let you be my partner.

Jake: This makes me nervous, Donna.

Donna: Jake, it'll be fine.

[Knock on door]

Donna: Who is that? Who is that?

Jake: I donít know. Who is it?

Olivia: Olivia Matthews.

Jake: Come on in.

Donna: What does she want? What does she want?

Jake: I donít --

Olivia: Hi, Jake -- Mrs. Hudson.

Donna: Hi. How are you? Isnít it past your curfew?

Jake: What can I do for you, Olivia?

Olivia: Well, I just thought I'd drop by and talk about the video you're going to do for me.

Jake: Oh --

Olivia: Ok?

Jake: Well, as you can see, I'm really not ready to shoot anything.

Donna: We haven't even hung the wallpaper yet. Excuse me -- isnít there something that you have to do?

Jake: I'll take care of it.

Olivia: Jake, do you want to have dinner?

Donna: What a wonderful idea!

Jake: What is with you tonight?

Donna: Yes. I think that's a terrific idea. Go out and enjoy yourself and put a little meat on those bones.

Jake: Right.

Olivia: What do you say, Jake?

Donna: Sure. Oh, yeah.

Jake: Actually, Olivia, I'm right in the middle of working on something.

Donna: Donít be ridiculous. You can put the money in a safe place and go out and enjoy yourself.

Jamie: You're wrong about me.

Vicky: I donít think so. You see, the only reason you canít see the other side of yourself is because you spend too much time pretending to be something that you're not.

Jamie: What are you talking about?

Vicky: You act righteous -- the good doctor, the loving son, the poor boy who couldn't get the right girl. Let's face it, Jamie. You had the right girl and you left her for me.

Jamie: Because I allowed you to seduce me.

Vicky: Donít blame that on me. I haven't known you that long. Whoever turned you into what you are came along way before I did.

Jamie: You turned my love into hate.

Vicky: And you took your own child away from his mother.

Jamie: You donít deserve him.

Vicky: You do? Look at us. You're right at the bottom with me.

Jamie: Dream on.

Vicky: I'm going home.

Jamie: No. We're not through yet, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, yes, we are, unless, of course, you're willing to arrange another custody deal for Steven.

Jamie: Oh, no. We're not here to bargain, Vick. This isnít going to be the Vicky show tonight. From now on I'm making the rules.

Vicky: Let me go.

Jamie: You know, maybe I do like a little bit of danger. Maybe you're right. You've taught me that, Vicky.

Vicky: God, Jamie. What are you going to do? Rape me?

Jake: What are you up to? The last time you saw me with Olivia, you almost took my head off.

Donna: Excuse us just a second.

Jake: Excuse us.

Donna: Yes. Olivia is a lovely young girl, and I'm glad to see you moving in her direction.

Jake: And away from Vicky.

Donna: As per our agreement.

Jake: Donna, the money.

Donna: I told you to hide it.

Jake: You take the money with you, bring it back tomorrow when the banks are open.

Donna: I canít.

Jake: Why not?

Donna: I have to take little Michael to nursery school, I have a meeting with his peer group's leader's mother, and I have an 11:00 manicure.

Jake: I donít like this.

Olivia: Do you have a safe?

Jake: No.

Olivia: Well, we have one at home. Why donít you just put it there for the night?

Jake: Yes.

Donna: No.

Jake: Why?

Donna: Because -- Jerry said specifically that you had to be in possession of the money.

Jake: Donna, I do --

Donna: Jake, you're a big boy. I know you can handle the money. Come on, just sign on this dotted line right here, and that's the receipt.

Jake: I must be going out of my mind.

Olivia: So you're helping Jake, Mrs. Hudson?

Donna: We're partners.

Olivia: I see.

Jake: Crazy, isnít it?

Donna: And lucrative, in time.

Jake: Listen, Olivia, why donít we do this some other time, ok?

Donna: Do -- Jake, why donít you go dancing or something?

Olivia: Oh, I'd love to go dancing.

Donna: See?

Jake: I really appreciate the offer. I've just got a lot of work to do.

Olivia: We can make it an early night, if you like.

Donna: No, take as long as you like.

Olivia: Where's your jacket? Come on, let's go.

Donna: Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Jake: Olivia --

Donna: Here.

Jake: I --

Donna: Here it is.

Olivia: Come on.

Donna: Now, you two go. You have a blast.

Jake: A blast.

Donna: Yeah.

Olivia: Come on, Jake. Let's go.

Donna: Ok. Bye-bye. Have a good time.

Jake: So, where do you want to go?

Olivia: I donít know -- Tops?

Jake: Donna?

Donna: Huh?

Jake: You're leaving, are you?

Donna: Oh, yeah. I am. I'll be with you in just one second. I just have to check on something.

Jake: Um --

Donna: Ok.

Olivia: Go, let's go.

Donna: Ok.

Jake: I have to lock the door.

Donna: Lock it.

Jake: Move.

Donna: Oh, right. Sorry. Sorry.

Jake: Go, go.

Jamie: You thought I was weak, Vicky? Isnít that what you've been saying?

Vicky: Let me go, Jamie.

Jamie: Huh? But I've gotten stronger, Vicky. You've taught me that, too. What is it you always say, go after what you want and donít give up until you get it? Huh? Huh, isnít that what you always say? Huh?

Vicky: Oh, God! You canít mean that! After everything we've said to each other, you still want me?

Jamie: Oh, isnít love right next door to hate, Vicky?

Vicky: Love? You donít know the meaning of the word, Jamie.

Vicky: You want my body, Jamie? Take it. Go ahead, Jamie, take it.

Donna: I hope you donít mind.

Felicia: No. No, no.

Donna: Oh. How are you?

Felicia: I'm just fine, thank you.

Donna: Well, I was on my way to Tops.

Felicia: All by yourself?

Donna: Yes. Michael had to work late at the office tonight.

Felicia: Oh, yeah, I know.

Donna: You do?

Felicia: Yeah. He called here a little while ago and wanted Mitch to come over.

Donna: I wonder what that's all about.

Felicia: I donít know.

Donna: Well, I guess it's a good thing I picked tonight to go Tops, then.

Felicia: Uh-huh.

Donna: So, how are you?

Felicia: Donna, what are you doing?

Donna: What do you mean?

Felicia: Well, I think we tried this a few weeks ago, didnít we? And as I recall, it didnít work out too well. I think we're a long way from being Lucy and Ethel.

[Donna and Felicia laugh]

Donna: Well, I was on my way up to Tops, as --

Felicia: Yes, you did say that, yes.

Donna: Yes, as I just said. And I decided to stop by and tell you my news.

Felicia: Oh. What news?

Donna: I've gone into business.

Felicia: What kind of business?

Donna: Video.

Felicia: Video?

Donna: We have the only production house around Chicago for a 50-mile radius.

Felicia: What exactly do you do there?

Donna: Not much yet, but as soon as Jake and I get the equipment, we're --

Felicia: Jake? Your son-in-law?

Donna: Soon-to-be ex.

Felicia: You and Jake?

[Felicia laughs]

Donna: Are partners. That's a kick, isnít it?

Felicia: In the pants, yeah.

Donna: Well, it's a risk, but all new business ventures are a risk.

Felicia: I hope you donít think I'm presumptuous.

Donna: Oh, please.

Felicia: But donít you hate Jake?

Donna: Hate? That's a little harsh.

Felicia: How are you going to work with him?

Donna: I donít know.

[Felicia laughs]

Donna: But I've had this fabulous concept.

Felicia: Oh, I see. It's your concept? Ah.

Donna: Yes, yes, and I just thought that it might take off.

Felicia: Well, it might if you donít kill each other first.

Donna: Well, it's an exciting time.

Felicia: Yeah, it must be for Jake.

Donna: More so than he realizes.

Felicia: I think you're very lucky, actually.

Donna: You do?

Felicia: Yeah. I mean, he's a hard worker, and I hear he's pretty talented. He's just never had the capital. So what are you? The silent partner?

Donna: Have you ever known me to be silent?

Felicia: Good point, yes.

Donna: Well, you know, he has a certain charm. I donít know what it is, but the women flock to him -- which is the very quality that made him ruin both my daughters' lives.

Felicia: And now you're going to sign his paychecks? It's very interesting.

Donna: He's impossibly arrogant.

Felicia: Oh, and that's a quality that you're not even acquainted with, of course, yes?

Donna: Of course.

Felicia: Of course, yeah. So he doesn't take any of your bull, does he?

Donna: Well, that's one way of putting it.

Felicia: You know what, Donna?

Donna: What?

Felicia: I really think this could be a marriage made in heaven.

[Donna laughs]

Donna: Well, you never know.

Felicia: Yeah.

Donna: So, how are you? How are things at Tops?

Felicia: Just fine, thank you.

Donna: You know, I love to go up there for dessert.

Felicia: Do you?

Donna: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: Gee, you better hurry. They're closing in an hour.

Donna: Oh. I better get going.

Felicia: Yeah, well, gee, I canít tell you, it's just delightful that you stopped by.

Donna: Well, I'll stop by the next time I'm on my way up to Tops.

Felicia: Oh, good. I canít wait.

Donna: Ok, good night.

Felicia: Good night.

Donna: I'll say hi to everybody at Tops for you.

Felicia: Yes, you do that. What? Huh, huh. Hi.

Mitch: Hi. Did I just see Donna getting on the elevator?

Felicia: Yeah. She was just here.

Mitch: Why?

Felicia: I donít know. I do know where you can find her, though. What did Michael want?

Mitch: I'm not sure.

Michael: Lucas.

Lucas: Michael.

Michael: Well, I didnít know you were a member here.

Lucas: Yes, I am.

Michael: Well, me, too. I came for a massage. I find it helps me sleep better.

Lucas: Yeah, it does.

Michael: Coincidence. Isnít it funny?

Lucas: Yeah, I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before.

Michael: Well, we must keep different hours.

Lucas: Yeah. Well, good night.

Michael: Good night. Oh, Lucas.

Lucas: Yeah.

Michael: I was thinking maybe you'd like to come by our house for dinner one night. Donna actually has a business venture I think she might like to pitch to you.

Lucas: You sure it isnít you that wants to do the pitching?

Michael: I never conduct business outside of the office.

Lucas: Same as me.

Michael: Well, then it looks like we have something in common.

Lucas: Something, yes.

Michael: Yes.

Lucas: Hmm.

[Door opens and closes]

Rachel: Jamie, is that you?

Jamie: Yeah.

Rachel: Come here.

Jamie: I'm just going go up and see Steven.

Rachel: I found something. I was going through Macís papers and I found this letter. I think he wrote it the night Steven was born. Listen. He wrote it to you. "Holding that child in my arms, your son -- what a moment. I kept thinking how lucky this little boy is to have you as a father and how lucky I've been to inherit a son with such gentleness, such generosity, such plain good sense. Have I told you how proud I am of you?" Pretty nice, huh?

Jamie: I donít deserve it.

Rachel: Of course you do. Honey, are you all right?

Jamie: I'm fine. Just fine.

Rachel: Hilda said you'd gone over to Vickyís.

Jamie: Yeah, I donít really want to talk about it.

Rachel: All right. All right, but if you change your mind, I'm here. I certainly know what you're going through.

Jamie: I hope not.

Rachel: Sometimes it's hard to let go, isnít it?

Jamie: Damn it. It's over. It's over. Why couldn't I just let -- just let it be?

Rachel: You're still attracted to her, aren't you?

Jamie: You might say that.

Rachel: Oh. Well, I certainly know what that's like. But, honey, passion isnít love. It's just emotion, self-centered emotion. It's very fickle. Oh, gosh, we're so much alike, I hope you donít make the mistakes I did.

Jamie: I appreciate the warning, Mom. It's just a little too late.

Rachel: Well, you're doubting yourself. That's all right. That's healthy. But, honey, you will get over this passion. And when you do, you'll realize that it's not such a great loss after all.

Jamie: Right. Right.

Rachel: I donít know what happened tonight, and it's none of my business. But I donít trust Vicky, Jamie. I donít know what it is she's feeling for you right now, but if she wants her son back, she'll do anything she can to make that happen.

Jamie: It's ok, Mom. If I didnít know that before, I do now. Good night.

Rachel: Good night.

[Theme from "the pink panther" plays]

Donna: Oh. I really am going to need a manicure tomorrow. All right, Mr. McKinnon, blackmail is a two-way street.

[Theme from "the pink panther" plays]

Donna: Ok. No fingerprints anywhere.

Donna: Come on, darling. Ok. I'll leave it open.

Donna: My purse. Ok.

Donna: Oh, oh, oh. No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no. Now, I donít want to break anything. This equipment is expensive. Ok. Ok. Now I'll move the stereo. This -- ok.

Mitch: How was the writing today?

Felicia: Well, I added two new characters to my novel.

Mitch: Anyone I know?

Felicia: Maybe.

Mitch: Read me what you have.

Felicia: Really?

Mitch: Yeah, it's been a while.

Felicia: Ok. "Herman came into Diedra's life later than she would have want --

Mitch: Herman and Diedra?

Felicia: Well, I know. It's supposed to be in Russian, but I'm not very good with those names. I'll change them later, ok? Just listen. "He was everything she could have wanted and more."

Mitch: Right.

Felicia: "He loved her unconditionally."

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: "And almost immediately."

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: "He tried not to show her too soon --"

Mitch: Hmm.

Felicia: "Afraid that he would scare her away. But he stayed."

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: "And he waited for her feelings to change and grow."

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: "And they did."

Mitch: Of course.

Felicia: "He never pushed --"

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: "He only supported."

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: "And when she came to him and gave herself in the same way he had, unselfishly --"

Mitch: Hmm.

Felicia: "For so long, she wondered how she couldn't have seen how true and right it all was."

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: "And she saw how full her life could be if she let her heart open to what was right in front of her eyes." What was that for?

Mitch: That was very nice.

Felicia: Sound familiar?

Mitch: A little.

Mitch: Actually, no.

Felicia: Oh. It's too bad.

Mitch: Go on in and I'll be in there in a little while.

Felicia: I could sit with you for a little while.

Mitch: That's ok. I've got some things to do. I'll be up.

Felicia: Ok. I'll wait up for you.

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: Ok.

Vickyís voice: You want my body? Take it. Go ahead, Jamie.

[Phone rings]

Vicky: Hello.

Man: Mrs. Frame? It's your P.I., David Bruce. What happened? I went to Tops. I couldn't find you. I've been waiting for your call.

Vicky: It didnít work out. Just send me the bill.

David: Well, look, do you want to try again tomorrow? Sometimes these things donít happen on the first try.

Vicky: Just forget it, ok? It's over. There isnít going to be another try.

Vicky: For either one of us.

Bridget: Victoria, I thought I heard you come in. What are you doing here, in the dark?

Vicky: Donít, Bridget.

Bridget: What is it, dear? What's happened?

Vicky: How many chances am I allowed? What's the limit? Because whatever it is, I've probably gone over it.

Bridget: There is no limit, dear.

Vicky: With you there isnít.

Bridget: No, come on, come on. Wait a minute now. Come on. Come on. Come on, dear. Come on, tell me. Tell me.

Vicky: What about -- what about Steven? I want my little baby boy.

Bridget: I know that everything seems impossible right now. But in time, dear -- you know, I know it's hard for the young to understand this. But in time it will all work out, dear.

Vicky: It will?

Bridget: Aye.

Vicky: It will? Everything's going to be ok?

Bridget: Aye.

Vicky: It has to be.

Jake: Let's see, I got some keys here someplace.

Olivia: What's wrong? Didnít you have a good time?

Jake: Yes. I donít want to leave you-know-what you-know-where all alone.

Olivia: Yeah, well, I'm telling you, your mother-in-law is something else.

Jake: I just donít know what yet.

Olivia: Are you sure you two can work together?

Jake: No. You sure you have to go home?

Olivia: Yeah, what -- yeah, I'd better. It's kind of late. But I had a really good time.

Jake: So did I. I am glad you twisted my arm.

Olivia: You need to get out more, Jake.

Jake: Thank you, Dr. Ruth.

Olivia: Ok, no lectures. My feet hurt too much. So are you sure you donít want a ride home?

Jake: I -- I have some stuff I have to take care of inside.

Olivia: Ok. Well, I'll call soon about an appointment, then.

Jake: I'll be waiting.

Olivia: All right. Bye.

Jake: Bye.

Jake: 25 grand. What am I going to tell Donna?

Michael: Well, well, well, is coming home late going to be a habit?

Donna: Oh. I've had the most wonderful day.

Michael: Well, good.

Donna: Ah. I gave Jake his $25,000.

Michael: Carried it to him in your sock, no doubt.

Donna: Absolutely.

Michael: Did it feel good giving money away?

Donna: This feels wonderful. I'm working. What were you and Mitch up to tonight?

Michael: Donna --

Donna: What?

Michael: I want you to know I'm very proud of you.

Donna: Thanks. I'm very proud of me, too.

[Baby cries]

Rachel: Mac.

Rachel: Mac, what are you trying to tell me?

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