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Another World Transcript Monday 9/26/05
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Cass: I was kind of surprised when you called.
Felicia: Why? Oh, you mean, because of that painting business?
Cass: I was the one who took it out of the storeroom and brought it back to the Coryís.
Felicia: Yeah, I know that.
Cass: Yeah, but the point is the painting wasn't supposed to be for sale in the first place. So when it appeared at the auction --
Felicia: You know what, honey? I donít want to talk about this, ok?
Cass: Yeah, but it kind of makes you wonder, though, doesn't it?
Felicia: About what?
Cass: Well, if Lucas would go to so much trouble to get a painting that wasn't for sale, what else would he do to get what he wanted?
Felicia: Cass, I donít want to talk about this.
Cass: Yeah, I caught that the first time, but still, doesn't it strike you as being kind of odd?
Felicia: What? That everything got twisted up so Lucas looks like the villain once again? No, I donít find that odd at all. I think that's pretty standard procedure around here.
Cass: So you still think he's basically a nice guy, huh?
Felicia: I know he's a nice guy. I keep telling everyone that, but no one will believe me.
Cass: That should tell you something.
Felicia: Stop it. I donít want to talk about this. I told you that.
Felicia: Ok. Now, I think we should try and figure out how to celebrate.
Cass: Celebrate what?
Felicia: Your birthday.
Cass: Oh, no. Oh, I was hoping no one would remember.
Stacey: You going to put them around the edge?
Zack: All -- what, all of them?
Stacey: Well, I donít know. Nobody's going to count. Just make it look pretty, donít you think?
Zack: Well, I bet you Cass counts them.
Reuben: Hey, isnít there a machine that blows up balloons?
Zack: Reuben Lawrence is running out of air?
Reuben: Yo, give me a break, man. I ain't got no hot air like you lawyers. Aah!
Frankie: Hey. How you doing?
Stacey: Oh, hi, Frankie.
Frankie: What's going on?
Stacey: Glad you could come.
Frankie: Oh, it's Cass' birthday.
Frankie: Listen, come here, I have to talk to you. This is real important, ok? Where is Cass? I have to talk to him about the body.
Stacey: The body?
Frankie: The body of work I have to do.
Stacey: Oh. Well, he'll be here any minute. Why donít you have some punch, and by the time you're finished drinking that --
Frankie: No, no, I canít, I canít. I mean, the last place I should be is at a party in Cass' honor, right?
Caroline: Why not, Frankie?
Stacey: Hi. Excuse me, I have to go hang this paper ball.
Stacey: You guys have some punch and have a ball.
Frankie: Yeah, excuse me.
Caroline: Donít go, Frankie.
Frankie: I have to, sorry.
Caroline: I found out some very interesting information.
Frankie: Oh, swell. Excuse me.
Caroline: It's about you.
Lucas: Sometimes I think Frankie has a brain like a sieve!
Josie: It's ok. I can come back tomorrow.
Lucas: No, I want you to have it now. Where did she put this thing?
Josie: Lucas, this tape -- it's all famous models?
Lucas: No, they're not all famous, but they're all good and they all have a distinct style of their own. Where is it?
Josie: The shoot went ok yesterday, didnít it?
Lucas: Oh, sure, it went great. That's why I want to keep the momentum going, ok?
Josie: Oh. Well, good. I mean, I'm always willing to learn. I'll watch it over and over and over and over.
Lucas: No, I donít want you to watch it over and over. I just want you to take a look at it, see that everyone has their own style. Your -- your major asset is your natural quality. Donít ever lose that. Ah, here it is.
Josie: Oh, thank you.
Lucas: Ok. Oh, Rachel, what brings you?
Rachel: Lucas, we have something we have to settle today.
John: Hi. What are you doing here?
Sharlene: I wanted to see you for a second. How'd it go this morning?
John: Well, I think it went ok. It's this afternoon that I'm worried about.
Sharlene: Oh, that's anatomy and physiology?
John: Yeah. I was just going over some notes on the nervous system.
Sharlene: Well, I think you're up to the challenge.
John: You know that if I donít pass this test, I donít practice in the United States? That's no residency, no doctoring --
Sharlene: Oh, come on, John. You knew everything last night.
John: Last night? Come on, that sounds like years ago.
Sharlene: Try to relax.
John: I donít think I could possibly remember any of it.
Sharlene: Are you relaxed?
John: I'm relaxed.
Sharlene: Relax, and think about maybe getting outside, getting something to eat.
John: Eat? What, food? You talking about food at a time like this?
Sharlene: Calm down. Calm down. You know as soon as they put that paper in front of you, you're going to know everything.
John: Well, I donít know. I knew everything, I donít remember anything now. Let's talk about something else. How about your day? How's your shopping going? Did you find the dress of your dreams?
Sharlene: I haven't even started yet. I'm meeting Josie.
John: You haven't started?
Sharlene: No. I'm meeting Josie at a salon in an hour.
John: At a salon?
Sharlene: At a salon --
John: Oh, how la-di-da.
Donna: Sharlene, hi. There you are.
John: Hi, Donna.
Sharlene: Hi, Donna.
Donna: How are you?
Sharlene: What, you were looking for me?
Donna: Yes, I've been trying to track you down for over an hour.
Sharlene: What for?
Donna: I heard that you were going shopping for your wedding gown this afternoon --
Donna: And I wanted to help.
Sharlene: Ah, you wanted -- you wanted to help?
Donna: Of course I do.
Sharlene: Well, Donna, thank you so much, but I couldn't ask you to take up so much time.
Donna: Oh, donít be silly. Donít be silly.
Sharlene: But surely there are many things that you could be doing --
Donna: No, no, no, all of those things can wait. This is a very special time for you.
Sharlene: I know, but still --
Donna: And we're going to be -- what are we going to be? Sisters --
Donna: Right. Isnít that exciting?
Sharlene: It certainly is, it really is. And that's -- but I -- still, I canít ask you to go to so much trouble.
Donna: Sharlene, I want to do this. Truly I do, all right? Now, have you made arrangements to see dresses?
John: You have to make arrangements to see a dress?
Sharlene: I am meeting Josie at a salon in just a little while.
Donna: Oh, good, perfect. Is your car in the lot?
Sharlene: Yeah, yes.
Donna: All right. Well, let's get started, then. All right?
Sharlene: All right.
Donna: John, goodbye.
Donna: Nice to see you. Oh -- good luck on that thing you're doing this afternoon.
John: Oh, why, thank you, Donna.
Sharlene: Yeah, good luck on that -- that "thing" you're doing this afternoon.
John: Why, thank you, too.
Sharlene: I'll be thinking of you.
John: You better.
Sharlene: I'm coming --
Donna: Come on!
Sharlene: Sis. So, what did I ever do to deserve this, huh?
John: You agreed to marry me.
Felicia: Are you insane? You want people to forget your birthday? Do you know how insulted I would be if you forgot my birthday?
Cass: I donít know, Felicia. I guess I'm just not up to it. It's been a long year.
Felicia: I know that, honey.
Cass: Your trial, Nicole, everything turned upside down.
Felicia: But things are going better now.
Cass: Not bad. I donít know. My life is really --
Felicia: Honey, things are really doing great.
Cass: Some days, yeah.
Felicia: I mean, look at your law firm. That's really starting to take off.
Felicia: And let us not forget that two gorgeous women are interested in you.
Cass: There you go. How do I deal with that?
Felicia: Are you telling me that Cass Winthrop is asking me how to deal with two gorgeous women? What's the matter with you? You got a fever?
Cass: You know what I'm talking about. I just canít commit to anyone right now.
Felicia: Well, honey, donít. Look --
Felicia: You know what it's like? It's like riding a bicycle. It'll all come back to you, trust me.
Cass: Oh, it's like sex, huh?
Cass: Aha. Ok.
Felicia: Nobody's asking you to walk down the aisle, are they?
Cass: Not exactly.
Felicia: Well, then have some fun with it.
Cass: I'll see what I can do.
Felicia: Good, good.
Cass: I got to get back to the office.
Cass: Zack set up this important meeting with some new clients, so --
Felicia: All right. One minute. I want to give you something. Just stand right there. Voila.
Cass: Oh, honey.
Felicia: Oh, come on.
Cass: Oh --
Felicia: Now, this is your birthday present, but I want you to open it when you're alone. I warn you.
Cass: You didnít have to do that. What?
Felicia: Are you nuts?
Felicia: Of course I had to do it! You'd kill me if I forgot!
Felicia: All right. I love you --
Cass: I love you, too.
Felicia: You big jerk.
Cass: Thank you.
Felicia: You're welcome. Now, try and lighten up a little bit, will you?
Cass: I'll try.
Felicia: And stop whining.
Cass: Ok, I'll see you later.
Felicia: All right, honey.
Felicia: Hi. He just left.
Stacey: Great. Ok, thanks, Felicia. I'll see you soon.
Felicia: I'm on my way.
Stacey: Bye. Ok --
Caroline: Yeah, sure.
Frankie: This is a bad time for me. I have to get back to work.
Mitch: Hello, hello.
Frankie: Hi, Mitch, how you doing? So why donít I call you and we'll --
Mitch: Everything set?
Stacey: It better be. He's coming soon.
Reuben: All right. Well, everything's kicking now, huh?
Stacey: Ok, now, does everybody have a hiding spot?
Zack: I better move this cake before --
Frankie: You think I care about what you think you found out about me?
Frankie: I work for Lucas now, that's it. So you can take your big, bad secret stuff and shove it.
Caroline: This isnít about Lucas.
Stacey: Did you guys hear? He's on his way.
Frankie: Well, it's really not that important anyway.
Stacey: What? What isnít?
Frankie: Uh, just tell him I'll call him next week if I remember, ok?
Stacey: Uh, would you excuse us for a minute, Caroline?
Caroline: Of course. Donít leave till we've had a chat, though, will you, Frankie?
Stacey: What is going on?
Frankie: Oh, who knows? The mind behind those big blue eyes is made out of poisoned Swiss cheese.
Stacey: I'm talking about you and Cass.
Frankie: What? Oh, nothing. Look, just tell him to call me. Tell him it's urgent, ok?
Stacey: Oh, but you donít want Caroline to know, right?
Frankie: No, I donít want anybody to know. Just tell him to call me.
Stacey: So is this about Lucas?
Frankie: Stacey, would you just tell him to call me?
Stacey: I have a right to know. Cass has been acting very strange.
Frankie: What's he been doing?
Stacey: Well, he's been asking me a lot of questions about Catherine, the woman who used to work for Lucas, the one you replaced?
Frankie: Yes, Catherine, right.
Stacey: So what's going on? You and Cass in some kind of trouble or what?
Lucas: Rachel, I didnít expect you. Come on in.
Rachel: Thank you.
Josie: Hi, Mrs. Cory.
Rachel: Oh, hello, Josie. How are you, sweetie?
Josie: I'm fine, how are you?
Rachel: Fine. I'm sorry if I'm interrupting something.
Josie: Oh, no, I'm just on my way out. I have to help my mom pick out her wedding dress.
Rachel: Oh, that sounds like fun.
Lucas: Say hello to your mom for me.
Josie: I will, and I'll watch this tonight.
Lucas: Ok. This young lady is going to be a smashing success, mark my words.
Rachel: Matthew is already very proud of her.
Josie: Well, I really should get going.
Rachel: All right.
Lucas: Bye-bye. I should tell you about the photo shoot with Matthew that --
Rachel: Lucas, I really want to straighten this out about the painting.
Lucas: All right.
Rachel: You switched the paintings. Amandaís portrait was not to be sold at the auction and you knew that.
Lucas: You know that I switched the paintings?
Rachel: Hilda figured it out. But you're right, I donít have any proof, and I really donít want to have any legal hassles about ownership of the painting.
Lucas: I donít either.
Rachel: Good. Then if you will accept this check that I've made out to you for the full amount --
Lucas: Rachel, I canít do that.
Rachel: Lucas, I'm serious. I really want to straighten this out about the painting.
Lucas: So do I, but bidding on that painting was my way of giving to homeless children. So why donít I just do this?
Rachel: You wanted the painting, Lucas.
Lucas: Yeah, I wanted the painting, but it was interesting, but not enough to get you upset. So here's the certificate of ownership. I'll just sign it over to you.
Rachel: I expected more of a fight than this, Lucas.
Lucas: I told you, I donít want to upset you.
Rachel: What about Iris?
Lucas: What about Iris?
Rachel: She's going to be upset.
Lucas: Let me be straight with you. Iris wanted that painting because she thought there was another will in it.
Rachel: Yeah, so she said.
Lucas: I'm sure if there was another will, she would've heard from your lawyers a long time ago.
Rachel: Yes. What made you both think that there was a will in the painting? The red swan, wasn't it?
Lucas: The red swan?
Rachel: You saw the red swan, Lucas. It was right underneath the lot number.
Lucas: Do you think that that portrait has something to do with the stolen sculpture?
Rachel: Donít you?
Lucas: I donít know. It's an interesting thought, though.
Rachel: Well, I guess I'll be going. There's a surprise party that I have to get to.
Lucas: Yes, I know -- Cass. Have fun.
Rachel: Felicia has been feeling that we're all misjudging you.
Lucas: Well, it's nice to have someone on your side.
Rachel: She thinks you're being led astray by Iris.
Lucas: Is that what you think?
Rachel: I canít imagine you being led astray by anyone, certainly not Iris.
Sharlene: Now, what I'm looking for is something --
Donna: We'd like to see something that's very elegant --
Donna: With a long train --
Sharlene: No, no, no train.
Donna: And a lot of lace, something going all the way --
Sharlene: No, not a lot of lace. I donít --
Donna: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Sharlene: It's all right.
Donna: Would you just show us a nice selection of the things that you have?
Woman: Of course.
Donna: Thank you.
Woman: I'll be right back.
Donna: All right. I'm sorry, I didnít mean to be so pushy.
Sharlene: No, Donna, not at all. I have -- thank you.
Donna: Here, let me help.
Sharlene: I have trouble describing what I'm looking for anyway.
Donna: Oh, I'm surprised you didnít have your own designer do the dress for you.
Sharlene: My own designer?
Donna: Well, you know, you'll never get satisfied with a dress unless you have a designer do it.
Sharlene: Donna, I could never afford my own designer. Careful.
Donna: Oh, how thoughtless of me. Well, you know, it wouldnít have mattered anyway. You would've had to call in months ago.
Sharlene: Well, I would've made it myself, but I donít have the time.
Donna: You what? You would've made your own wedding dress? Sharlene, you're just too much. Oh, no, no, no.
Sharlene: I donít think so.
Donna: This is much -- this is too virginal. It looks like a communion dress. How about something in off-white?
Woman: Yes. There's no need to wear white.
Donna: You know, do you have something in a champagne color?
Sharlene: Excuse me.
Donna: Lovely. Thank you.
Sharlene: The bride would like white, only something just a little simpler, if you donít mind.
Donna: I'm sorry. I'm just being too pushy again.
Sharlene: Donna, I am not proud of every minute of my life.
Donna: Sharlene, I donít mean to suggest that --
Sharlene: But I am not ashamed of it either. Now, if I like to wear white, I'll wear white.
Donna: And you should. You absolutely should.
Sharlene: The past is the past. My wedding is going to be a celebration of the future.
Donna: And I think that's a wonderful attitude, really. So -- isnít this fun?
Reuben: What's up? What's up? Hey, how's it going, man?
John: All right. I'm hanging in. How you doing?
Reuben: Oh, I'm cool, I'm cool.
Reuben: Yeah. So when you pass this test, does that mean I got to start calling you "doc"?
John: Well, we'll work something out. You didnít come all the way down here to wish me good luck, though, did you?
Reuben: No. Um, actually, I came down to see Tess.
John: Well, good, she's monitoring this exam.
Reuben: Yeah, I know, I know. Have you seen her?
John: As a matter of fact, I have. Yeah, she's right there.
Reuben: Who's the geek?
John: That's Marshall Reed, graduated first in his class in medical school.
John: Yeah, took his internship at Johns Hopkins.
John: What do you mean, "Great"?
Reuben: Well, how am I supposed to compete against that?
John: Ah. Well, I wouldnít worry about it. He's kind of full of himself, if you know what I mean?
Reuben: Oh, yeah?
Reuben: Oh. Maybe it's about time that Tess found that out.
John: Well, if I were you, I'd let her know.
Reuben: I think I shall. I'll see you, man.
Tess: Oh, Reuben. I want you to meet Marshall Reed. Marshall, this is Reuben Lawrence.
Reuben: What's up?
Marshall: How do you do?
Reuben: I do well. How about you?
Marshall: Very well, thank you.
Tess: Um, Marshall is doing his residency in internal medicine. He's specializing in endocrinology.
Reuben: Oh. So you want to be a doctor when you grow up?
Marshall: I'm already a doctor. I just need to take the boards to be certified.
Reuben: Oh. Well, what if you flunk?
Marshall: That's not very likely.
Reuben: You never know.
Marshall: What is it you do, Mr. Lawrence?
Reuben: Me? I'm -- I'm with Winthrop and Edwards.
Marshall: What's that?
Reuben: That is my law firm.
Marshall: You're an attorney?
John: Marshall? Uh, excuse me. Could I speak with you for a minute?
Marshall: Of course. Excuse me, wonít you?
Reuben: No problem.
John: Sorry to bother you. I have a question about the endocrine system.
Reuben: So, um, what's going on for this afternoon? You want to go out or something?
Tess: I'm monitoring this test, remember?
Reuben: Oh, yeah, that's right, that's right. What about tonight? You want to go out to dinner or go out to a movie or go out dancing or --
Tess: You know what I'd really like to do?
Reuben: Name it, name it, it's yours.
Tess: I'd like to meet your family.
Frankie: Stacey, all this stuff is on a need-to-know basis, you know?
Stacey: What are you talking about? This isnít the C.I.A., Frankie.
Frankie: Stacey, just ask Cass to call me, all right?
Stacey: I have a right to know.
Frankie: I -- we canít really do this now, ok? Can we just --
Stacey: Yes, we can. He's my brother --
Frankie: Stacey, it's a bad time!
Stacey: Oh, hi.
Stacey: Hi, welcome.
Ronnie: I'm not too late, am I?
Frankie: No, no, not at all.
Zack: No, not at all.
Ronnie: Hey. You know, this place looks great. But is Cass going to be surprised?
Zack: Well, we hope so. Have you seen Reuben?
Stacey: Oh, he went to pick Tess up for the party.
Zack: Oh, terrific. He was supposed to pick up ice.
Ronnie: Leave it up to my brother.
Stacey: Maybe he'll pick it up on the way back.
Rachel: Hey, guys, I made it.
Ronnie: Hi, Rachel.
Zack: Hey, Rachel. How you doing?
Rachel: How are you?
Zack: Good, good.
Mitch: We're still waiting. Can I take your coat?
Rachel: Yeah, sure.
Stacey: Felicia called 10 minutes ago. Cass should be here any second. Who brought the noisemakers?
Caroline: I was hoping you'd decide to stay at the party.
Frankie: I'm not staying for the party, and for the zillionth time, I am not working for Cass.
Frankie: So can you try and restrain yourself and stop dropping poisoned little hints to Lucas from now on?
Caroline: Let's be blunt, shall we?
Frankie: Oh, sure, why the hell not.
Caroline: I know that you're undercover, and I'm not interested in telling Lucas.
Frankie: Is that a fact?
Caroline: I'm not interested in Lucas; I'm interested in Cass -- and making sure that his feelings aren't hurt.
Caroline: I did a little bit of private investigating about your original career, Frankie.
Frankie: Yeah? So?
Caroline: Chicago and all those men you climbed into bed with? Huh?
Frankie: That was just to get pictures for divorce cases. I wasn't really doing anything --
Caroline: Oh, really?
Frankie: How did you find out about that anyway, Caroline?
Caroline: I'm capable of doing a little bit of private investigating myself when I want to. I know it, and I can let Cass --
Stacey: He's here! You guys, he's here. Come on!
Caroline: Anytime I want to.
Stacey: Come on, everybody, hide. Shh, shh.
Cass: Hey, anybody here? I thought we had a big, important meeting.
Cass: What? Oh, no!
Stacey: Oh, yeah!
Cass: You guys!
Stacey: Happy birthday, baby.
Zack: We got you.
Ronnie: Yeah, we really did.
Cass: You guys -- let me tell you, my face dropped down to about here.
Reuben: I mean, talking to my family is nobody's idea of a good time. Why donít we go to that new Al Pacino movie?
Tess: I'm serious, Reuben. I'm very close to my family.
Reuben: Well, yeah -- well, that's great for you, but --
Tess: And I feel like I donít really know a person until I know his family.
Reuben: Yeah, but there's an exception to every rule, Tess.
Tess: And I'd really like to know you better.
Reuben: Yeah? Well, all right, all right. I can work something out.
Reuben: That's if everybody's free. See, with my family, you never know.
Marshall: So the real question becomes then, is there a deficiency in the pituitary hormones?
John: And the degree of the deficiency?
John: Ok. I think I've got it now. Thank you very much. I really appreciate it.
Marshall: My pleasure. You know, I really admire you.
Marshall: Sure. Coming back after all these years, trying to pass the F.M.G. Things must've changed a lot since you practiced medicine overseas.
John: Well, yeah, I would say a few things have changed, you know, like the advent of anesthesia and antibiotics. I do try to keep my old saw sharpened up, though. Just reduces the pain level, you know?
Tess: All right, everyone, take your places, please.
Marshall: Well, good luck. See you later.
John: Thank you.
Tess: The afternoon session will begin in five minutes.
Cass: This is all your fault!
Stacey: Hey, now, come on, you old geezer.
Cass: My face was down -- what?
Felicia: Happy birthday, sucker.
Cass: You! You set this up with that meeting at your place.
Felicia: Well, maybe.
Cass: You know what?
Cass: She even gave me a present so I wouldnít get suspicious.
Felicia: Oh, here, give me that.
Rachel: Oh, you love it and you know it.
Cass: Do I have any choice?
Cass: No, of course not.
Caroline: Happy birthday, love.
Zack: Ok, everybody, everybody, we got punch over here --
Felicia: Oh, good.
Zack: We got food, let's party.
Cass: You knew about this whole thing, huh? Listen, let me just drop my things in my office and I'll be right back, ok?
Caroline: Well, hurry back.
Cass: Get us some punch, all right?
Felicia: I want some punch.
Cass: What are you doing here?
Frankie: Happy birthday. I'm sorry, I forgot. I would've brought you a gift or something.
Cass: Forget about that. Are you all right?
Frankie: Oh, sure.
Cass: I hate the fact that you're still working with Lucas.
Frankie: Look, we donít have time to argue about that now, Cass. Has Catherineís body been found?
Cass: Oh, so you're starting to believe that I really did see a body, huh?
Frankie: I spoke to her sister. She hasn't seen her since she left home two days ago.
Cass: She's not going to either.
Frankie: So, what, we call the cops?
Cass: We went over that. What am I going to say to them? That while I was stealing a painting I tripped over a corpse?
Frankie: No, I guess not.
Cass: And without a body, why would they listen to me anyway?
Frankie: Ok, listen, will you let me know the minute you hear something, ok?
Cass: Frankie, I donít want you going back there.
Caroline: They're calling for the birthday boy. Come on!
Felicia: Come on, no hiding in here, darling. Come on.
Caroline: Come on.
Felicia: Cake and presents, let's go.
Felicia: Come on.
Cass: Cake and presents?
Felicia: Here he is. Yeah.
Rachel: Hey, here you go!
Cass: For moi? No. For moi?
Caroline: And donít forget, Cass would be really heartbroken if he knew what you used to do. Play it smart.
Stacey: Blow, blow, blow, blow.
Cass: We need a song first.
Cass: One, two, three --
All: Happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Cass happy birthday to you
Cass: To me should I blow them out now?
Felicia: Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow!
Lucas: Happy birthday, Cass.
Sharlene: Hmm. What do you think?
Donna: Uh, I really donít think that this mesh at the top is appropriate.
Josie: Well, I think it looks absolutely beautiful.
Sharlene: Well, hello there. I thought you'd gotten lost.
Donna: Hi, Josie.
Josie: Hi, Donna. No, I did not get lost. I went to see Lucas. He had a tape he wanted me to see.
Josie: And guess what he said.
Josie: He said I was going to be a real success.
Donna: Isnít that wonderful!
Sharlene: Really? That's very nice.
Josie: Oh, and he also said to give you his best.
Sharlene: Thank you.
Donna: So your modeling career is really taking off, huh?
Josie: Yeah, yeah, it looks that way. I mean, they haven't decided yet, but I just might make the cover of the first issue of their new magazine.
Donna: Oh, that's wonderful.
Josie: Yeah, I'm pretty up about it.
Donna: Really? You know, I've always thought that Lucas was a very strange man. He's very mysterious. Donít you think so, Sharlene?
Sharlene: What? Oh -- yes, I guess so.
Donna: I mean, there's something -- it's very dark. I've always like that quality in a man. You know, sinister and strong. Dangerous -- "dangerous" is the word that I'm looking for. It's almost as though when he looks at you, you donít know what's going to happen next. I mean, it's kind of -- it's a little bit frightening, but it's -- it's thrilling because he's so powerful and -- and masculine. It's kind of overwhelming, but -- I donít know him that well, actually. You know, there's a certain way that he looks at you. It's -- it's rather unsettling because you're not quite sure what he's thinking, and every time I see him -- sometimes he's in a sort of light mood, and the other times he's glowering and -- and you're almost afraid to speak to him because you donít know what going to say.
Josie: Mama? You ok? Hey, mama?
Sharlene: What -- yeah, yes. I was just thinking.
Donna: I wonder what this one would look like.
Josie: Well, I think they're all so beautiful.
Josie: Mama, look at this one!
Sharlene: Oh, it's -- I -- I donít know.
Donna: Well, now, let's just stop. Let's just stop a minute because this isnít getting us anywhere. Sharlene, what kind of wedding do you and John want to have?
Josie: You talked about that, right, mama?
Donna: Now, Michael and I would love for you to have it at the country club.
Josie: That would be wonderful!
Donna: It's beautiful there and there's so much room for guests and --
Sharlene: But I wanted to have the reception at the -- in the barn.
Donna: The barn?
Josie: You still want to do that?
Sharlene: Sharlene, really. I mean, donít you think this is taking this rustic image just a little bit too far? I mean, all those cows and all of the little droppings and things.
Josie: Mama, if that's what you want, we can do that. We'll make it romantic. It'll be beautiful.
Donna: And the straw -- so many people are allergic to straw.
Sharlene: I donít want to hear about it!
Josie: Mama, what's the matter?
Sharlene: I'm sorry, this is my wedding! I'm -- I'm sorry.
Donna: I'm sorry.
Sharlene: I'm just not up for this today. No, Donna --
Donna: I'm sorry I'm dominating the conversation.
Sharlene: No, it's all right.
Donna: Please forgive me.
Sharlene: It's nobody's fault, Donna, really. I'm just -- I'm not up for picking out a wedding dress today.
Lucas: I brought a peace offering -- 1959 Dom Perignon, chilled.
Cass: How thoughtful.
Lucas: Did Rachel tell you that I signed over the portrait of Amanda this morning?
Cass: You did?
Lucas: So, as far as I'm concerned, it's all behind us. Do you have room for another guest?
Felicia: Well, now, that's the spirit. Why donít we open up the champagne?
Cass: I've never turned down a bottle of 1959 Dom in my life. Welcome to the party. Hey!
Cass: You take the cake. Zack, you help me with the glasses --
Zack: Sounds good.
Cass: And we'll --
[All talking at once]
Zack: You're in for a treat, believe me.
Mitch: Let me get this right. You went and saw him by yourself?
Rachel: I was fine.
Mitch: Why didnít you call me?
Rachel: It was ok. He turned the painting over to me without even batting an eye.
Mitch: Right, right, I donít trust him.
Rachel: I know you donít. I think you're right, too. He pretended he didnít know about the red swan on the painting, but I know he did.
Mitch: Of course he did. Why else would he have made a bid on it?
Rachel: So I'm going up to the gallery tomorrow because I think there might be some more stuff there.
Mitch: Something that has to do with the red swan?
Rachel: Yeah, that's where Sam found the canvas. Maybe there are more photographs up there the way the one -- that we found behind the painting.
Mitch: Ok, if you want, I can drive you.
Rachel: No, no. No, thanks, you've done enough, ok?
Stacey: Cass, both your girlfriends are here.
Cass: Never mind about that. Shh, stop.
Cass: Did you see Frankie? Did she get out before Lucas saw her?
Stacey: I donít know. Last time I saw her, she was in the office with Caroline.
Cass: Keep Lucas busy, all right?
Cass: Frankie, you here? Hey, Frankie?
Caroline: I thought I saw you come in here.
Cass: Hi. What -- what a surprise.
Caroline: Ah. Yeah.
Cass: I had no idea. I was totally surprised. I was just going to cancel an appointment that I have for this afternoon.
Caroline: Well, I'm glad we're in here alone so I can give you your present whilst we're alone.
Cass: Caroline, what is this?
Caroline: Open it later. I'm sure you're going to enjoy it.
Cass: Well, thank you. This sounds very intriguing.
Caroline: Hmm. Well, I'll be very happy to help you enjoy it.
Cass: Well, I'll Ė
Frankie: He didnít see me. I know he didnít see me. He couldn't have seen me. He had those champagne bottles and -- and everybody was in the way. Yeah, I mean, he was looking at Cass anyway. Here -- looks like I've been here -- ugh -- working all day. Yeah, making notes, answering the phone, and --
Frankie: Uh, hello? Lucas' suite.
Sharlene: The door is still closed.
Josie: The exam must still be going on.
Sharlene: Well, I'm going to wait. I really want to be here when he gets out. Jos, you donít have to stick around, though. You really donít.
Josie: I want to. You know, I care, too.
Sharlene: I know you do. I know you do, and it means a lot, it does.
Josie: You know, mama, I was a little worried about you at the bridal shop. Is everything ok?
Sharlene: Jos, of course everything's fine. I was just -- I'm just sort of -- it's just so much to do.
Josie: Yeah, but you were a little tense. I was starting to think --
Josie: That you were having second thoughts?
Sharlene: Oh, Josie, no. No, no, no, no. It's just that -- it's just that things pile up, you know? They just pile up. It has nothing to do with John. I love him, I know he loves me.
Josie: You know, I wouldnít have said this two months ago, but --
Josie: You deserve to be happy. I mean that.
Sharlene: Oh, sweetheart.
Josie: Just remember all the bad times are behind us now. There's nothing but blue skies ahead.
Cass: Yes, yes, yes, I seem to recall this quite vividly.
Cass: I certainly recall the largest women's shoes in the world. Yeah, these are special ordered. Since when are you into publicly humiliating me?
Felicia: I told you to open this by yourself.
Cass: Yes, but they mixed all the presents up. I wasn't keeping track.
Felicia: It's from Krystal. I saved it.
Cass: Well, how thoughtful of you.
Felicia: Yes, I know.
Zack: From who?
Felicia: Krystal Lake.
Caroline: Why would Felicia give you a dress, Cass?
Rachel: It's a long story.
Cass: Well -- yes, it is a long story. I was in a bit of a jam with this loan shark.
Felicia: Yeah, you see, he came up with a very interesting and different way to disguise himself in a very, well, tough time.
Cass: A very tough time, about the toughest. I've always been creative. I think we can forget that chapter and move on to the next.
Caroline: I see.
Felicia: Yeah, yeah.
Zack: What else we got over there?
Stacey: Oh, that's mine!
Reuben: Yo, Ronnie, come here for a second?
Ronnie: Hey, Reuben -- Cass hasn't finished opening his presents yet.
Reuben: I know, I know. I just want to straighten some things out with you, all right? Um -- tonight you're busy, right? You're all tied up, right?
Ronnie: No, why?
Reuben: Yo, Zack, come here for a second? Uh, you're planning on asking my sister out, aren't you?
Zack: Well, Reuben, it's the middle of the week. She has to work tomorrow, and so do I.
Ronnie: What's going on, Reuben?
Reuben: It's really no big deal. See, Tess just wants to meet the family tonight. But if nobody can make it, I'll just tell her that nobody's --
Ronnie: No, no, that's terrific. I'd love to spend some time with her.
Reuben: You would?
Ronnie: Sure. Tonight would be great.
Zack: Yeah, why donít you just have them all out for dinner at a restaurant?
Reuben: Well, actually, that's what I was thinking about. But the problem is I ain't got no money, unless one of y'all can get me a loan.
Rachel: Be careful.
Zack: Well, um --
Ronnie: Uh, no, no. Why do you need money? I mean, we could do up a nice meal at mama's house.
Reuben: Oh, no, maybe you could. I mean, I ain't exactly on mama's favorite list.
Ronnie: Yeah, but if she wants to spend time with the family --
Reuben: I was thinking more along the lines of a nice restaurant. So, Zack, what do you say, huh? Like, a couple weeks' advance?
Zack: Reuben, I donít know if you're going about this the right way.
Reuben: What's wrong with sending a few folks to a nice restaurant?
Ronnie: You canít afford it.
Reuben: I can if Zack give me some money.
Zack: Listen, when I was in school, I didnít have two dimes to rub together, and I still managed to have a good time.
Reuben: Oh, yeah?
Zack: Yeah. I mean, we'd cook up a pot of chili and invite everybody over.
Reuben: You canít be serious, man.
Zack: Sure, I am.
Reuben: Zack -- I mean, she comes from a rich family. The girl's daddy owns a bank, and you want me to give her a bowl of chili?
Ronnie: Well, why not?
Reuben: Because her daddy owns a bank!
Zack: Reuben, you should stop trying to be something that you're not.
Reuben: Just listen to me, all right? Hear me out on this.
Zack: Excuse us, we are missing Cass' presents, ok?
Ronnie: Reuben, look, I'll bring the food. Just call her. We can have the dinner at your place.
Reuben: At a boarding house?
Cass: What is this here?
Felicia: I donít know.
Stacey: Oh, that came in the mail. I donít know who that's from.
Cass: There's no return address.
Felicia: That sounds a little mysterious.
Cass: Well, it's too big to be a bill, so --
Caroline: Well, what is it?
Zack: Yeah, who's it from?
Cass: I'll tell you in about two seconds.
Felicia: Oh, God.
Rachel: Oh, I donít think you want to know.
Felicia: Uh, Cecile and Cass had -- what would you say? -- A few adventures together.
Caroline: Lovers, you mean?
Stacey: No, no, no, no, I wouldnít say that she's capable of love, exactly. Would you?
Felicia: No, it's kind of doubtful, yeah.
Rachel: Pretty, though. Blond.
Felicia: Yeah. Got a great body, as I recall.
Rachel: Formerly my daughter-in-law, currently the queen of Tanquir.
Caroline: A queen? You're joking.
Felicia: I'm sure she loves lording it over the peasants.
Rachel: I'm surprised there hasn't been an uprising yet.
Rachel: Get Cass to tell you about it.
Caroline: Yeah, I certainly will.
Cecile: Oh, Cass. Have you ever had this much fun with anybody else?
Cecile: Good, good.
Cass: What about you?
Cecile: No, never.
Cass: And I've never, ever been so impatient for room service in my entire life.
Cecile: I know. You're on incredibly thin ice right now.
Cass: And you are the lowest, Cecile. They donít come any lower. You're giving the great dictator a run for his money.
Cecile: I've been too easy on you. Well, now I'm going to get tough.
Cass: Tough? You want to see tough? You want to turn this into a battle of wills? You got it, sweetheart. Eat with you? Forget it. As of now, I am on a hunger strike. Sleep with you? Never in a million years! Ok.
Cecile: Yes! Oh, darling -- whoo! Oh -- remember the good times, Cass, only the good times!
Cass: You're making a big mistake, Cecile! You're a bitch, Cecile!
Felicia: I think the only way you can really understand Cecile is to understand the word "self."
Rachel: Yes, I would have to agree with that. What about you, Cass? Cass?
Cass: What? Oh, yeah, yeah, she really was something. But, you know, she never forgets my birthday. I wonder what her majesty is up to these days.
Frankie: Ugh. Hey, boss.
Lucas: Hi. I was just at Cass' surprise party. Weren't you invited?
Frankie: Birthday party?
Frankie: He has a birthday, huh? Didnít think they'd celebrate a day you crawl out from under a rock. Ugh! Can you find the files on the Japanese companies?
Frankie: I canít seem to understand your old assistant's filing system. What was her name again? Catherine?
Lucas: Yeah, Catherine. Catherine had a lot of failings, some of them a lot worse than her filing system.
Frankie: You wanted me to make copies of those files.
Lucas: Do the best you can.
Frankie: Well, I tried calling her, you know, to see if she could tell me, but her family doesn't seem to know where she is.
Lucas: Hmm. Well, if you get touch with her, you let me know.
Lucas: Ok. Seems as if she told Derek Dane and Stacey Winthrop that I was involved in some shady art dealings.
Lucas: Yeah. So now Derek and Stacey are jawing it up to Bay City thinking I'm the biggest crook in the world.
Frankie: Oh, come on, boss, you're no crook.
Lucas: Yeah, right, you're the -- you're the last of my great supporters.
Frankie: Hello, Lucas' --
Frankie: This is so weird. This is the second time.
Lucas: Hey, it happens. We're having a little phone trouble.
Lucas: Yeah. Well, it's 5:00. Time you went home.
Frankie: Well, no, boss, there's a ton of things I want to get done.
Lucas: No, you go right ahead. You enjoy yourself, relax, have a good time.
Frankie: No, boss, really, I would like very much to finish up --
Lucas: No, go right ahead. Good night.
Frankie: Ok, well, you're the boss.
Lucas: Thank you.
Frankie: So, uh --
Lucas: Good night.
Frankie: I'll see you.
Frankie: So long.
Lucas: This is Lucas. Is it done? I told you I wanted the red swan transformed, and I meant right away. I want to be able to have it right in this room if I choose to. That's right. I'm going to hide it in plain sight.
Felicia: I love it. Look at that face. Oh!
Stacey: Oh, God. That's the time that Cass insisted on wearing his new baseball cap and having his picture taken with nothing else on.
Mitch: You donít mind embarrassing Cass on his birthday, do you?
Reuben: Hey, if you got a scrapbook like that of yours truly, burn it, ok?
Ronnie: Oh, no, no, I'm going to bring it along tonight.
Reuben: No way.
Felicia: Stacey, what is this picture?
Stacey: Oh, that's his 10th birthday party.
Ronnie: Oh, that's wonderful. What are they playing?
Stacey: They're playing poker, and he won $12 that day.
Caroline: Rachel --
Caroline: Cecile -- when is she likely to be coming back to Bay City?
Rachel: Last I knew, she was being held political prisoner, but with Cecile you never know.
Felicia: Well, that's it, guys.
Zack: You know, I'm surprised we didnít get more static from the birthday boy.
Felicia: I know! Where is he?
Stacey: Where did he go?
Zack: Where you been, Cass?
Felicia: He has to be here.
Felicia: Check in the office.
Zack: Oh, let me see if he's hiding or not.
Reuben: Is he upstairs?
Mitch: We need to go.
Felicia: Oh, I know. I just want to say goodbye to Cass first.
Rachel: This was a terrific idea. Cass was dreading this birthday so much, but if we'd forgotten all about it, he would've been crushed.
Felicia: He would've. It was fun. It was like the old times.
Felicia: Yeah, all of us being together again.
Caroline: Yes, it was lovely.
Stacey: It's just a lot of paper. I'll just get it all cleaned up and --
Rachel: Well, where is he?
Felicia: Where is he?
Caroline: I donít know.
Stacey: I donít know where the heck he is.
Rachel: Hey, Zack? Zack, what's the matter? He's not upset or anything, is he?
Zack: He's not there.
Rachel: What do you mean?
Stacey: You got to be kidding.
Zack: Birthday boy is nowhere to be found.
Felicia: You mean he left?
Frankie: What are you doing here?
Cass: I wanted to make sure you got out of my office ok.
Frankie: Well, sure. I climbed through the window.
Cass: That little, tiny window? It's not humanly possible to climb for a body -- well, you're skinny, so that's probably why you made it ok.
Cass: I beg your pardon?
Frankie: I am not skinny. I'm svelte.
Cass: Well, whatever. So I guess Lucas didnít see you after all.
Frankie: That was the idea.
Cass: But you can imagine my astonishment when I saw you and Caroline standing side by side, real schmoozy. What was that all about?
Frankie: Nothing. Look, Cass, what are you doing here? Your party must still be going on.
Cass: So I left it.
Frankie: No kidding. Why?
Cass: I was worried about you.
Frankie: Hey, I'm cool. Go back to your party.
Cass: I donít want to.
Frankie: What's the matter? You hate birthdays?
Cass: No, I want to go out.
Frankie: So go.
Cass: With you.
Frankie: What are you, crazy?
Cass: Well, you know I am. It's my birthday, though, so that's what I want. So -- come on. Let's go out.
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