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Another World Transcript Friday 9/23/05
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Vicky: I hope you like your coffee sweet.
Evan: Vicky, I really think --
Vicky: I haven't been this happy about something in weeks. I just know this plan is going to work. I just know it.
Evan: Calm down. This is not going to be that easy.
Vicky: Oh, you're right. You are so unsuccessful and so unattractive. How could I convince anyone that I'm interested in you? Jamie is going to be eating out of my palms in no time at all.
Evan: Are you still sure you want to go through with this?
Vicky: Are you kidding? Jamie says he canít stand me, but he canít stand the fact of me being with another man.
Evan: You know, you're right. I'm going to have my work cut out for me, too.
Vicky: How's that?
Evan: Well, I've got to convince Amanda that I'm actually attracted to you.
Vicky: Oh, she'll buy it. Donít worry.
Evan: Well, I hope so.
Vicky: Evan, come on. This is perfect. You know it. In a few weeks, I will have Jamie exactly where I want him. I'll have my son back. And Amanda will have thrown herself into your arms out of jealousy. It's a sure thing.
Amanda: What are you doing here?
Matt: I'm fine, Amanda. How are you?
Amanda: Oh, I'm sorry. To what do I owe this wonderful surprise?
Matt: Well, I'm on my way to meet Josie at a fashion shoot and I thought I'd get the dirt from the horse's mouth.
Amanda: What dirt? And who are you calling a horse anyway?
Matt: How was your second honeymoon?
Amanda: It was perfect.
Matt: Thank goodness.
Amanda: Why did you say that?
Matt: I'm just glad to hear that someone else in this family is feeling just a little bit happy, someone besides myself, that is.
Amanda: Oh. How's Josie?
Matt: Perfect, wonderful, the woman I've been waiting for.
Amanda: I know just how you feel.
Matt: So, Bermuda was nice, huh?
Amanda: Nice? Champagne every night, flowers every morning, wonderful ocean breezes every time you open the --
Matt: Ok, that's enough, that's enough.
Amanda: Well, it was great. I donít think Sam and I have been closer ever. Ever.
Cass: It's a very interesting shot of Mac.
Rachel: Yeah. But, you know, he's too old for that to have been the Second World War, and he didnít stay in the service after the war.
Cass: Are you sure?
Rachel: Well, yeah, I think so. I mean, I would have known that if he had.
Cass: What's in the part of the photograph that's torn off?
Rachel: I donít know. That's the way I found it. It's -- it's so strange finding out something about my husband that I never knew before and donít even know about now.
Cass: Is it possible that he could have been involved in some covert operations?
Rachel: I guess it could be possible. He hid the photograph between two canvases. It was behind the painting that Sam made of Amanda.
Cass: The one I brought you from the auction?
Rachel: Yeah. Sam had found the canvas up at Macís cabin. He thought it was going to be thrown out, so he just decided to paint over it, but it turns out that the painting underneath had the red swan on it.
Cass: The red swan?
Rachel: Yes, so you see, Mac sent me the red swan. That wasn't a random choice on his part. The red swan really meant something to him, and so did this photograph, or he wouldnít have hidden it. The question is, what did it mean?
Cass: I wish I knew.
Rachel: What was it that Mac was trying to tell me right before he died?
Griffen: Opportunity knocked. The Bay City ballet want me. What do you think of that?
Lucas: Are you out of your mind, Sanders?
Lucas: Do you know how dangerous it is for you to be in Bay City, no less my apartment? I left you in charge of the red swan. Where the hell is it?
Lucas: I asked you a question. Where's the red swan?
Griffen: It's fine.
Lucas: Griffen --
Griffen: Lucas, the bird is safe.
Lucas: I told you I didnít want you to come back to this town until I called for you.
Griffen: And I had a job offer.
Lucas: Oh, what a coincidence.
Griffen: Yes, I thought so. It's a terrible company, but I can change all of that.
Lucas: How about changing something else? Your attitude. I hate smugness.
Griffen: Donít worry. I know my place.
Griffen: Lucas, I didnít think you'd be so upset. I'm sorry.
Lucas: Listen, everybody in this town is looking for the red swan. We cannot be connected in any way. Is that understood?
Griffen: Yes, yes, yes.
Lucas: Good, because everything is falling in place here and I have to stay clean.
Griffen: Well, that canít be too easy.
Lucas: Listen to me! This is very important, and I canít afford any mistakes.
Griffen: I am not going to jeopardize you or me or the project.
Lucas: Oh, really? I want you out of here. Do you understand?
Iris: You're not still mad at me, are you, darling?
Lucas: Oh --
Iris: I used my new key.
Lucas: Oh, that's --
Iris: I hope you donít mind. I hate it when we fight.
Lucas: Listen -- we're not alone, darling. I want you to meet --
Iris: There's no need for introductions, Lucas. I know all about Griffen Sanders.
Olivia: Welcome home.
Sam: Olivia, hi.
Olivia: Hi. The maid said I could find you in here. I hope you donít mind.
Sam: No, I donít mind. I was just looking at this.
Olivia: Yeah, I heard what happened at the auction. But you have the painting back, right?
Sam: Yeah. I can fix it. I think I can fix it, I think.
Olivia: It really is very beautiful.
Sam: Yeah. Well, it was. Anyway -- so what brings you here?
Olivia: Well, you know, I feel really good, ready to start working again, working out, too, you know, getting back in shape, all that kind of stuff.
Sam: Good. That's good.
Olivia: So, how was Bermuda?
Sam: Bermuda? Well, what does the word "Paradise" mean to you?
Olivia: That good?
Sam: Yeah. Better.
Olivia: Well, I'm happy for you, Sam. You needed a break.
Sam: Yeah. Amanda and I needed the break.
Olivia: I guess this mix-up with your painting was quite a shock.
Sam: I bet that's when it was messed up.
Olivia: I guess you'll be concentrating on that for a while.
Olivia: You probably wonít have any time to work with me, but that's all right. I understand.
Sam: Olivia, who said that?
Olivia: No one. I just thought you'd have other things on your mind.
Sam: I do, but I also was thinking a lot about the sketches I've done of you. And I do have some ideas.
Olivia: You did? You do?
Sam: Yeah. I'd like to start to work as soon as possible.
Olivia: All right. How about right now?
Sam: Right now?
Olivia: Too soon, right?
Sam: Actually, Olivia, look, I was going to go get a workout in, you know? Too much vacation food, fat.
Olivia: Oh, ok. Sure, I understand. But you know what? I was going to do that today, too.
Sam: You were?
Olivia: Yes. Bay City ballet has to be holding auditions soon. I have to be in shape.
Sam: Well, I was going to go see Alli upstairs for a while before I went and worked out.
Olivia: Fine. I'll wait.
Sam: You sure?
Olivia: Positive. Really, go ahead. Take your time. I'll be fine.
Sam: All right. This is going to take a few minutes.
Olivia: No problem.
Liz: I got your note.
Olivia: Aunt Liz, what are you doing here?
Liz: I'm sorry to interrupt, but this couldn't wait. Oh, this came in the mail. It's from your father. No, donít read it now. This is more important.
Olivia: What is?
Liz: My dear niece, I'm about to make you a star.
Evan: Oh, Vicky -- ooh, this is nasty. You really got to learn your way around the kitchen. Ooh.
Vicky: Why? I hate cooking in the kitchen.
Evan: You know, if I were you, I wouldnít be too proud of yourself right now.
Vicky: Why not?
Evan: Because we are about to do something that can ruin a few people's lives.
Vicky: And fix ours.
Vicky: You're not wimping out on me, are you, Ev?
Vicky: You're really hung up on Amanda, aren't you?
Evan: Vicky, I just want to be sure that we're not making some big mistake.
Vicky: All we're doing is showing Amanda and Jamie what they're missing. After that, they're on their own.
Evan: How can you steamroll ahead and not even think about the consequences?
Vicky: Because I want my son back. And in order to do that, I have to get Jamie to want me back. That's all that matters.
Evan: Well, you said you were worried about Sam.
Vicky: I know. I know. But as you said, that canít be helped. And besides, this means too much to me to be sentimental now, and Samís too good for Amanda. Oh. Sorry, I guess bad feelings die hard.
Evan: Yeah, I've got to get back to the office. I've got a whole --
Vicky: Ok, well, would you think good thoughts? This is going to work, I promise.
Evan: Now, I want to ask you one question.
Evan: I know why you're doing this. But are you really going to help me out with my end?
Vicky: You know I will.
Evan: I mean, you wonít take a hike even if Jamie comes running back to you before I've gotten Amanda?
Vicky: Donít worry. This plan is perfect. And it doesn't exactly depress me to think of proving to Amanda that she's not as perfect as she thinks she is. Are you ready to play, Ev?
Evan: I got to be out of mind.
Vicky: This is going to be fun, I promise you.
Josie: You almost made me late.
Sharlene: Darling, I'm sorry. I didnít mean to.
Josie: It's all right. Hello.
Sharlene: Mitch, I hope you donít mind that I tagged along.
Mitch: Oh, no problem.
Josie: She's turning into a regular stage mother.
Sharlene: I am not.
Josie: Yes, you are.
Sharlene: I'm just interested, that's all. And I'm sorry. Johnís at the farm. He's studying for his medical exams, anyway.
Mitch: Oh, it sounds like he's under a lot of pressure.
Sharlene: Well, I'm afraid that if I'd asked him if he wanted one more thing he would have thrown me right out of my own kitchen, so -- well --
Mitch: Tell him I wish him well.
Sharlene: I will, thanks.
Mitch: Josie, the guy that you're working with is running late.
Josie: Well, that's ok.
Mitch: Well, if you like, you can go ahead and start with your hair and makeup.
Josie: Oh, sure. Oh, can you hold this for me?
Sharlene: Sure. You go on.
Josie: Thanks. Oh, and Matt said something about stopping by.
Mitch: Yeah, I know. I talked with him. We'll take care of him.
Josie: Ok. All right, I wonít be too long.
Sharlene: So you're shooting Josie with somebody else today, huh?
Mitch: Yeah, it was Lucas' idea. I think he wants to see her in some sort of interaction with somebody.
Sharlene: I see.
Mitch: Donít worry, it's nothing to worry about.
Mitch: She'll be fine.
Sharlene: I know, I know. Oh. What is he like?
Mitch: Who's that?
Sharlene: The model.
Mitch: I donít know. He's from an agency.
Sharlene: Oh, so I gather he's more experienced at this sort of thing than Josie is?
Mitch: Well, he should know enough to be on time. I mean, I canít wait on him forever.
Mitch: Hi, Matthew.
Matt: Yeah, how you doing?
Sharlene: Hi. Josie said you'd be coming over.
Matt: Oh, yeah, where is Josie?
Mitch: She's in the back getting ready.
Matt: Oh. Where's the guy?
Sharlene: He's late.
Matt: He's late?
Matt: That's not too cool, is it, to be late? You better dock his pay.
Mitch: No, and with today's schedule, we need to go as soon as Josieís dressed.
Matt: Well, you could always shoot Josie alone.
Mitch: Yeah, we could do that, or --
Sharlene: Or -- or --
Mitch: Or -- are you ready for the big time? Are you ready to be a star?
Matt: You got to be kidding me.
Mitch: No, I'm not kidding you. 40 regular?
Mitch: Ok. Why donít you go see the people in wardrobe?
Sharlene: Matt, Josie is going to be thrilled.
Matt: No, I canít model.
Sharlene: Sure, you can model. If your own father canít make you look good, who can?
Matt: No, no, no, no, no, I canít do it, I'm sorry.
Mitch: Matthew, you would be doing me a great favor.
Matt: No -- listen, I almost needed smelling salts when I gave that founders' day speech for --
Sharlene: Do you realize how relaxed Josie would be, Matt?
Matt: No, I sweat when I'm nervous. My hair's frizzy from the humidity outside.
Sharlene: It is -- Matthew, it's 45 degrees and it's bone dry.
Matt: You people donít --
Sharlene: Come on.
Matt: You're not listening to me.
Mitch: Why donít you go tell Josie what's going on and then go introduce yourself to everybody.
Matt: You owe me.
Mitch: You might be right, and we're wasting time.
Matt: I canít do this.
Mitch: Yes, you can.
Matt: I'm too short.
Sharlene: You're not.
Mitch: You're not too short.
Matt: No, I need a haircut.
Sharlene: Your hair looks good.
Mitch: You're fine.
Matt: You know, I haven't had my teeth cleaned in over a month.
Sharlene: Your teeth are fabulous.
Matt: I have plaque. Look at that, right in the inside --
Mitch: I donít think he's going to forget that.
Sharlene: Well, I'm surprised that Iris and Lucas aren't here to supervise this whole thing.
Mitch: Well, I'm sure Lucas is on his way. He's not going to trust me with something like this.
Sharlene: Oh, you two donít get along, do you?
Mitch: Well, I try to keep my personal feelings away from work.
Sharlene: No, I know. You should. I just wish I knew more about him.
Sharlene: Well, he's convinced that Josieís going to make it, and I know she should, but I just donít want to see her hurt or disappointed.
Mitch: Well, I donít agree with Lucas on a lot of things, but I'd have to agree with him on Josie.
Sharlene: Well, why do you say that?
Mitch: Because she has something different. I've seen it on film. I mean, but then again, why not? She's beautiful. But then, look at her mother.
Liz: Have you seen this?
Olivia: "Local boy wins state science fair."
Liz: Oh, no, no. Look at the ad next to the article.
Olivia: "Sophisticate" magazine looking for fresh faces." So? That's that thing Josie never shuts up about.
Olivia: So what does it have to do with me?
Liz: Everything. They haven't picked the cover girl for the first issue of "Sophisticate" yet.
Olivia: Yes, they have. It's Josie.
Liz: She's a finalist. They're still looking. "We have three finalists, but we are still accepting entries from untested natural young women."
Olivia: Aunt Liz, what's the point here?
Liz: You have never modeled professionally!
Olivia: And I never will. How boring.
Liz: Oh, donít say that. You are a beautiful young woman and you photograph like angel.
Olivia: Those are my ballet portfolio shots.
Liz: Oh, this is my favorite. It's a cross between a young Grace Kelly and -- who is that actress everyone's raving about? Michelle something --
Olivia: First of all -- first of all, I hate these pictures, which is why I want Jake McKinnon to make me a videotape. Nobody gets a job with just a head shot anymore. But second of all, I donít want to be a model. End of story.
Liz: It's perfect for you. Donít you see?
Olivia: Aunt Liz, I have spent so much time training and worrying about my career that I donít have a life outside of dance. The last thing I need is another distraction.
Liz: Oh, Olivia, I -- I know you haven't made a lot of friends since you've come here.
Olivia: A lot? Try zero.
Liz: One. You're forgetting about Matt.
Olivia: All right, Matt has been very nice. But he has a girlfriend, remember? Josie, America's sweetheart.
Liz: May we speak confidentially?
Olivia: Yes, of course.
Liz: I know if you gave Matt one little iota of hope --
Liz: He would drop Josie as fast as you could say "farm girl."
Olivia: He's in love with her, Aunt Liz. He spent the entire summer tracking her down in New York. She didnít even go to Europe with father because she couldn't leave him.
Liz: Well, he's young, that's why he does that, and he doesn't realize what a mistake it would be to be involved with someone like that.
Olivia: "Someone like that"?
Liz: Well, she's a Frame.
Olivia: She's also my half sister.
Liz: Donít remind me. I knew Sharlene would find some way to keep a hold on Russ.
Olivia: Aunt Liz, I appreciate very much what you're trying to do, all right, but the last thing I want right now is a boyfriend or a modeling career.
Liz: You're modeling here.
Olivia: That's different.
Olivia: Because Sam is a serious artist. He's not using my picture to sell dog food or tuna fish.
Liz: You have your standards.
Olivia: Yes, I do, and besides, it would be nice if Sam and I could become friends.
Liz: Oh. I meant to ask you about that.
Olivia: Donít start, Aunt Liz.
Liz: After that man in Switzerland?
Olivia: Sam is painting me, that's all. He's painting a picture of me.
Liz: I see.
Olivia: And besides, he's a very nice person and he's in love with Amanda.
Liz: If that marriage breaks up, I donít want you blamed.
Olivia: What are you talking about?
Liz: There is more to that situation than meets the eye.
Olivia: Stop talking in clichťs and tell me what you know. Aunt Liz, talk to me.
Iris: I've heard so much about you, Mr. Sanders.
Griffen: And I you, Mrs. Wheeler.
Lucas: How do you know Griffen, Iris?
Iris: Because I'm on the board of the Bay City ballet, Lucas. You know that.
Lucas: Oh, I'd forgotten.
Iris: Just this morning, I received a memo from them, that I was to vote on your possible appointment as director of the Bay City ballet at the next board meeting.
Lucas: So you donít have the job yet, I take it.
Griffen: A mere formality. Right, Iris?
Iris: You're rather sure of yourself, Mr. Sanders.
Griffen: I try to be.
Lucas: Have you been interviewed by anyone?
Griffen: Rachel Cory. But she assured me that the board approval would not be hard to procure.
Lucas: Well, you know those artistic boards, how they drag their feet.
Griffen: Well, since my reputation has preceded me, I trust I can count on your vote, Iris.
Iris: Mr. Sanders, I will be giving all the applicants an unbiased consideration.
Griffen: Perhaps we could have dinner?
Griffen: I'd love to show you --
Lucas: Josieís photo shoot -- I think you should be there, donít you?
Iris: I have a press conference first. I called over because I want to make sure you get to Mitchís just in case I'm running late.
Lucas: What kind of press conference?
Iris: Oh, it's nothing important. It's an impromptu sort of thing. It was a pleasure.
Griffen: Yes, it was.
Griffen: If you should change your mind about dinner, I'll leave it up to you to call me.
Iris: Thank you.
Lucas: What are you trying to pull?
Griffen: Well, I couldn't very well pretend I wasn't interested in the job.
Lucas: I want you out of here now.
Griffen: Lucas, I am not going anywhere yet. Sorry.
Rachel: I really appreciate your getting the painting back, Cass. I hope you know that.
Cass: Oh, it was no problem, really.
Cass: We still donít know too much, do we?
Rachel: No, we donít. You know, when I received the red swan, it was such a miracle. It was as though Mac were speaking to me.
Cass: I know. I remember our talk.
Rachel: But now, everything I find out about it, it makes it all seem so dark. What was Macís involvement with it? What if --
Cass: No, we mustn't speculate.
Rachel: But what is it about the piece that makes everybody want it so much? It canít just be the money.
Cass: I donít know what's going on, but I'm beginning to think that money is the least important consideration for anyone who's after the red swan.
Olivia: So their marriage is in trouble?
Liz: Olivia, dear, they never should have married in the first place.
Liz: You've heard of shotgun weddings. The only reason that Amanda married Sam was because she was pregnant.
Liz: I mean, this family has suffered from that kind of element just one time too many. I mean, the same thing happened with Rachel and Mitch Blake.
Olivia: Samís brother?
Liz: Matthewís father. Do you see the pattern here?
Olivia: What do you mean, "That kind of element"?
Liz: Well, Sam and his brother -- they're -- they're just not like us. They're uncomfortable around money. They feel they have to prove their worth, spend their energy all the time, proving their worth separate from their spouses. Do you understand?
Olivia: No, not really.
Liz: When Sam first met Amanda, he didnít know who Amanda was.
Olivia: Meaning what?
Liz: She was his runner at "Brava," called herself Mandy Ashton. He was assistant layout editor.
Liz: See, Mac and Rachel had hired him, but they didnít know that Sam was Mitchís brother. Mac was wild when I told him.
Liz: Then Sam abandoned her just the minute he found out that she was the boss' daughter.
Liz: Oh, yes. Even when he first found out she was pregnant, he wasn't willing to accept responsibility. That marriage almost never took place.
Olivia: Well, what kind of a woman do you think he wanted?
Liz: Bohemian. Someone who would worship him from afar and -- and not have any life of her own.
Olivia: But he seems to love Amanda very much.
Liz: Yeah. Well, Olivia, my dear, I know he lives here in this house, but I have the distinct impression that Sam Fowler would be a far happier man living out of a van in Woodstock sketching charcoal portraits for the sightseers while his wife bakes clay pots. Why all these questions?
Olivia: Well, it -- it's an interesting story. I had no idea.
Liz: Oh, it's a terrible story. I mean, it's very sad. That's the way I feel. Well, Olivia dear, I have to get off to Brava with your photos.
Olivia: No, Aunt Liz, I donít think you should do that.
Liz: Oh, no, darling, Iris and I are friends. I'm going to talk to her. Let's just see what they say after they gaze upon this wondrous face.
Olivia: No --
Liz: I'm going to make you a cover girl yet.
Olivia: Oh, I donít know about this, Aunt Liz. I really donít --
Liz: Well, I do. Goodbye, my darling.
Olivia: No -- hmm. Oh.
Olivia: What? Well, if that's the way you feel, father, I'll blow your precious little Josie right out of the water.
Sam: Sorry I took so long. I couldn't tear myself away from my daughter. Are you ready?
Olivia: You bet.
Mitch: You must be very proud of John.
Mitch: John and his medical exams.
Sharlene: Oh, yes, he's working very hard. He wants so much to be able to practice medicine here.
Mitch: Well, I know what it's like to make a change in your life. It's not always easy.
Sharlene: Yeah, I know that feeling, too. So how does Felicia feel about Lucas coming back?
Mitch: Well, we donít exactly see eye to eye on the subject.
Sharlene: Why? If you donít mind my asking.
Mitch: Well, it's just a gut feeling. It's not a very good one.
Mitch: But as far as Josie working for him on the magazine, there's no problem. It's all on the up-and-up. Otherwise, I wouldnít be involved.
Sharlene: Well, would you let me know if anything seems --
Mitch: I'll keep an eye on her. She'll be fine.
Lucas: What's going on in here?
Mitch: Nothing's going on.
Lucas: Yeah, I can see that. Why aren't you shooting?
Mitch: Because the model that you hired hasn't shown up.
Lucas: Oh, damn.
Sharlene: But we found a replacement.
Lucas: Checking up on us again, Sharlene?
Sharlene: I like to watch my daughter work.
Lucas: Right. So where is this model?
Matt: Oh, hi, Lucas. I guess you heard?
Lucas: Your son is our model?
Sharlene: Matt, you look very, very --
Matt: Yeah, yeah, yeah --
Mitch: Very nice, Matthew.
Matt: Just forget about me. Why donít you take a look at this?
Mitch: All right. Yeah.
Lucas: Josie. You're gorgeous. You both look beautiful.
Josie: Thank you.
Matt: Oh, thanks.
Mitch: Are you ready?
Matt: We sure are ready.
Amanda: Iris, you had no right to appropriate those funds to "Sophisticate."
Iris: I had every right. I'm the president, remember?
Amanda: You know that those funds were set aside for the special year-end double issue of "Brava."
Iris: Those funds were set aside for the fresh faces campaign voted on by a majority at the last board meeting.
Amanda: That discussion was tabled, not settled.
Iris: Oh, stop whining, Amanda. You're acting like a 2-year-old.
Amanda: I will bring this in front of the board, Iris. They're going to know exactly what you --
Iris: Oh, excuse me. Well, thank you very much, everybody, for coming at such short notice.
Reporter: When is the first issue of "Sophisticate" hitting the stands, and what can we expect?
Iris: You can expect a fantastically new and exciting --
Reporter: Who is the fresh faces cover girl, and what kind of promotional campaign do you have planned?
Second reporter: Mrs. Fowler, are you on staff at "Sophisticate"?
Reporter: Will you be doing investigative reporting for the new magazine?
Amanda: I most certainly --
Iris: Oh, well, of course she will.
Amanda: Over my dead body.
Iris: Amanda has been such a successful little cub reporter, we wouldnít dream of not using her talents.
Reporter: Mrs. Fowler, what stories are you working on?
Second reporter: Anything to rival your video match article?
Amanda: Well, "Sophisticate" is a fashion magazine, so perhaps I can divulge the seamy underside of the pantyhose industry.
Reporter: Yeah, we all know about the antagonism between the two of you. What can you --?
Second reporter: Will you be putting aside your personal differences for the benefit of "Sophisticate"?
Iris: Well, of course. My little sister and I have got it all worked out. Amanda has realized that her father's legacy and Cory Publishing are much more important than our domestic squabbles. Isnít that right, darling?
Reporter: Any dates planned for --
Second reporter: Oh, what can you tell us about the premiere issue --?
Iris: Thank you very much. I'll answer all the questions in one minute, one at a time.
Iris: Thank you.
Reporter: Thank you.
Cass: Did you find anything?
Rachel: Well, I just brought down all of our scrapbooks. It's really hard for me to look at them now, so I haven't looked at anything.
Cass: What have you got?
Rachel: Well, we donít really have many pictures of Mac before we married.
Cass: If Mac hid that photograph in the painting, maybe he sent you the red swan to help you put the pieces together about his life, his past.
Rachel: That would be strange, though, wouldnít it?
Cass: Yeah. Did he have any press clippings about the business or that sort of thing?
Rachel: Oh, tons. We had a clipping service for years.
Cass: Yeah? Where are they?
Rachel: In scrapbooks at Macís cabin.
Cass: Maybe we should take a look at those.
Rachel: I know. I -- I should have gone out there a long time ago, but I've sort of been putting it off.
Cass: Sometimes you have to face unpleasantness head-on.
Rachel: What's the matter? What are you talking about?
Cass: Oh -- I'm faced with a rather unpleasant experience tomorrow.
Cass: Well, it's my birthday.
Rachel: That's what you're upset about?
Cass: Just do me favor and donít tell anybody, ok?
Rachel: Cass, you're so silly! Birthdays are fun. You remember how much fun they were when we were --
Cass: When we were younger? Yes, I rest my case. That's exactly what I mean.
Rachel: Oh, come on, you'll have fun. You're entitled to some fun.
Cass: Fun -- I remember that vaguely.
Rachel: Yeah, same here. Hasn't been much to have fun about this year.
Cass: No, there hasnít. I'm sorry.
Rachel: Oh, donít be. So you'll have your birthday and you'll have fun. I'm going to find out about this picture. I'm going to do anything I can to find out about it, and then I'll go on from there.
Sam: Hey, hey! What's up? You look upset.
Olivia: Nothing. Bad workout, that's all.
Sam: Uh-huh. Could it be something else?
Olivia: Ok. While you were with your daughter, my aunt Liz tracked me down.
Sam: Ooh. Liz at the house -- ooh.
Olivia: She brought me a letter from my father.
Sam: What? Bad news?
Olivia: You know about Josie and I, right?
Sam: Yeah, a little.
Olivia: Well, ever since he found out that Josie is his daughter, he's completely cut me off. And now -- now he is threatening to disinherit me.
Olivia: Yeah. Do you believe that?
Sam: Actually, no.
Olivia: I mean, we had some rough times before he left and he's called me a few times since then and we haven't exactly seen eye to eye, and now, wow. Now he's going to teach me a lesson.
Sam: Is that what he said?
Olivia: No, but that's exactly what he meant.
Sam: Well, why is he so angry?
Olivia: Because he wants me to act and feel exactly like Josieís been my sister my entire life, and I canít. So he thinks I'm being cold to her.
Sam: Are you?
Olivia: Not, you, too.
Sam: Hey, hey, hey, come on. Olivia, listen. I donít know anything about the details. But I do know that Josie is a nice girl. Listen, listen. I bet if you tried just a little bit harder your father might lighten up.
Olivia: I'm going to enter the fresh faces contest.
Sam: Isnít Josie involved in that?
Sam: Oh, lady. Olivia, is this going to make you feel any better?
Olivia: If it makes my father realize that I am just as good as she is, yes, it will.
Sam: I think your reasoning here is a little bit --
Olivia: Will you help me?
Sam: Help you what?
Sam: I wonít do it to spite Josie. She's my friend.
Olivia: Ok. Fine.
Sam: So your father is really going to disinherit you, huh?
Olivia: Well, he's threatened to take away my allowance. Isnít that good enough?
Olivia: Not that that means anything. I mean, I donít -- I donít care about those things.
Sam: Not at all?
Olivia: No. Hey, money gets in the way of what really matters. That's why I dance.
Sam: So you dance because there's no money in it?
Olivia: No. I dance because it's the only thing that makes me feel free.
Olivia: You understand that, donít you?
Singers: Keep on moving
Sam: Yeah. Excuse me. Is that a little loud?
Olivia: Shh, be quiet. Donít bug him.
Sam: Why? He's being rude.
Olivia: That is Griffen Sanders.
Olivia: Griffen Sanders. He might be the new director of the ballet, and I would kill to be in that company. Kill, do you understand me? Kill.
Sam: Well, I have a feeling you'll know exactly what to do just short of murder.
Singer: This way yeah
Singers: Keep on moving donít stop, no
Singers: Keep on moving
Iris: Well, thank you very much for coming.
Reporter: Thanks for the story.
Reporter: Thank you.
Iris: My pleasure.
Reporter: Thank you.
Amanda: Ahem. Some stunt, Iris.
Iris: Good publicity, Amanda. You stick around me long enough, you might learn something.
Amanda: You tried to make me look like some kind of a fool.
Iris: On the contrary, I tried very hard to prevent that image. You know, you really should learn to conduct yourself in public.
Amanda: You are really something else. You know that?
Iris: Listen, darling, if you hadn't accosted me here, you wouldnít have been involved in the first place, so it's not my fault that your hair is messy and your lipstick smudged.
Amanda: You know, this wonít work, Iris.
Iris: But it did work, perfectly. That loving sister act went over swimmingly. I couldn't have planned it better myself.
Amanda: Better for whom?
Iris: For Cory Publishing. Amanda, why donít you admit it? I'm the only thing that's done anything prestigious for this business since my father died. Everything, everything I do is for Cory Publishing.
Amanda: You know, Iris, no matter what you pull, no matter how many press conferences you perform at or how much you grandstand for your ego, there's one thing that you are never going to change.
Iris: Oh, what's that?
Amanda: Daddy threw you out of this building and he never forgave you. So no matter what you pull, you canít fix that.
Evan: You better be careful, gorgeous. Your fangs are showing.
Lucas: You guys look fantastic. You look great. You are beautiful. Ok?
Matt: Really? You think so?
Lucas: You look fabulous. You look great. Ok, let's go.
Mitch: Ok. Ok, why donít you start with putting your arm around her? That arm. That'll be fine. Ok. Just relax, just relax. Ok, ok. That's a start.
Lucas: You know, I'd really like it if you two would stop looking like the walking dead, ok?
Mitch: Josie --
[Josie and Matt laugh]
Sharlene: Lucas, if you'd just give them a chance to loosen up --
Matt: I'm sorry.
Matt: I'm a little nervous.
Mitch: Just take a breath. Just take a deep breath --
Mitch: And just relax, just relax. Ok, ok, ok.
Matt: I feel better.
Mitch: Ok. Look over here. Matthew, look at Josie. Josie, look at Matthew. Let's see, look into each other's eyes. That's very nice. Very nice.
Matt: I love you so much.
Singers: Oh, I know you by heart you're so much a part of me I know you by heart
Singer: Canít you see?
Singers: It's no wonder I can love you the way that I do I can finish any sentence you start
Singers: I know you by heart
Singer: I know you by heart I know every time you're gonna call I pick up the phone before it ever rings
Second singer: And when you need some lovin' I'll be there
First singer: I know you will
Second singer: Beside you anticipating everything
First singer: Oh it's like I always say
Second singer: You're the one I want and all I want is you
First singer: I'm inside your head
Singers: I know you by heart
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