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Another World Transcript Wednesday 9/28/05

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Felicia: Mitch. Honey, are you --

Felicia: Gone. Without a word. Mitch, not today.

Mitch: Finally.

Felicia: You are here.

Mitch: I was going to give you another five minutes and then come in and get you up.

Felicia: Oh! You didn't forget.

Mitch: What do you mean, forget? How could I forget celebrating the happiest day of my life? Happy anniversary.

Felicia: Oh, honey.

Amanda: Ok.

Rachel: Oh, hello, sweetie.

Amanda: Without your official signing pen, I need the C.E.O.'S signature.

Rachel: What's this?

Amanda: Right there. It's work, for me. I know you wanted to see me. I thought I could set up in here unless you need the space.

Rachel: No, it's all yours. Be my guest. And this is the projected budget for fiscal 1990.

Amanda: Yeah, sounds like a fun morning.

Rachel: Mm-hmm. I'm glad to see you're working at home, though.

Amanda: Why?

Rachel: You spend too much time at the office.

Amanda: Mom, come on.

Rachel: While you and Sam were away, I had a talk about you.

Amanda: A talk about me?

Rachel: With Evan.

Vicky: Ready?

Evan: You're early.

Vicky: You're not ready.

Evan: Yo, you look gorgeous.

Vicky: You look disgusting.

Evan: Thanks.

Vicky: You're all sweaty.

Evan: I was jogging.

Vicky: Haven't you ever heard of a shower?

Evan: Vicky, I just got back.

Vicky: Well, why don't you go get changed?

Evan: What's the hurry?

Vicky: Hey, I helped you with Amanda the other day, right?

Evan: I know.

Vicky: And she was wild with jealousy.

Evan: Well, she wasn't exactly happy, you know.

Vicky: So? Turnabout's fair play. Come on, would you go get changed? Now. Go.

Evan: Vicky, why don't you shove it.

Felicia: Mitch, they are so beautiful.

Mitch: Almost as beautiful as you are.

Felicia: Oh.

Mitch: You didn't really think I was going to forget our anniversary, did you?

Felicia: Well, everything's been so crazy lately. You know, I really wouldn't have blamed you if it'd slipped your mind.

Mitch: You wouldn't have blamed me?

Felicia: Honey, you're right. I would've really blamed you.

Mitch: I know the way things have been, but nothing's changed. I love you.

Felicia: Oh, Mitch. I keep saying that, don't I? I'm sorry.

Mitch: I know. I think some new dialogue is appropriate now. The fun's about to begin, you know.

Felicia: What does that mean?

Mitch: Oh, better dialogue, like "for me? Oh, no, you shouldn't have."

Felicia: You mean --

Mitch: Presents.

Felicia: Ah! I love presents! Especially from you. What did you get me?

Mitch: I didn't wrap them because I didn't want it to slow things down.

Felicia: Yes, it would, too. It would. Oh -- no. "For me"?

Mitch: For you.

Felicia: Oh, honey. You know, this is a long way from flannel P.J.'s.

Mitch: Don't worry, I'll keep you warm.

Felicia: Believe me, I'm not worried. Oh, honey! Oh! You shouldn't have! What's in here? Oh! Oh! It's fantastic! Well, it's so conservative, don't you think?

Mitch: I think it'll go with the nightgown.

Felicia: Oh, I think so. Oh, honey. Thank you for my presents.

Mitch: Well, wait a minute. There's something else.

Felicia: More?

Mitch: First anniversary is paper.

Felicia: Right.

Mitch: Well, in this paper are written my vows. Included are the same original stammers and stutters and "ahs" and "uhs" and --

Felicia: Mitch? There I did it again. This is -- I don't know what to say.

Mitch: I mean every word of them today just like I meant them a year ago.

Felicia: You're trying to get me to cry, aren't you? I'm not going to. You know why? I'm going to give you your present.

Mitch: My present?

Felicia: Yep.

Felicia: You get an envelope, too. Happy anniversary.

Mitch: What, are these tickets?

Felicia: To a slow boat to China, or wherever you want to go. Whenever we can find the time, we can go anywhere in the world, or around the world, for that matter. A slow cruise with my love. Romantic dinners --

Mitch: Hmm.

Felicia: Dancing under the stars. Oh, oh. You know what? You could take the photographs and I could write one hell of a book.

Mitch: Let's go.

Felicia: You tell me when and we're off.

Mitch: Well, I don't know about the cruise, but I do know that we have some plans for tonight.

Felicia: We're going out?

Mitch: No, no, we're staying in. The caterers are coming in, dinner at 8:00, dress formal.

Felicia: Oh, Mitch. Oh, you're so wonderful! Well, those caterers better be blindfolded.

Mitch: Yes, and I better go because I want to get back early.

Felicia: You have to shoot today?

Mitch: Uh -- no, I've got some other things to do --

Felicia: Ok.

Mitch: And I've got to go see Rachel.

Felicia: Oh, oh, I'll see you tonight.

Mitch: You bet.

Felicia: Ok. Give Rachel my best.

Mitch: Slow boat to China?

Felicia: Yes.

Mitch: A slow boat?

Felicia: Slow boat.

Mitch: That sounds very good.

Felicia: I know. I'll see you later.

Mitch: Bye-bye.

Felicia: I love you. More than ever.

Amanda: What did you say to him?

Rachel: I told him to get over you.

Amanda: I don't believe it.

Rachel: He took it rather well.

Amanda: He was probably in shock.

Rachel: I know what's going on, Amanda.

Amanda: There's nothing going on.

Rachel: The man is in love with you.

Amanda: You had no right to interfere.

Rachel: I have every right when it affects my family.

Amanda: It doesn't.

Rachel: Well, then you're lying to yourself.

Amanda: I don't believe you did this. I was handling everything.

Rachel: Amanda, I work with both you and Evan. You can cut the tension with a knife. Is that what you call "handling everything"?

Amanda: I have told him how I feel about Sam and I've told him that there is no possibility for anything between the two of us.

Rachel: Well, for some reason, he doesn't believe you.

Amanda: You know, I moved in here to try and help you. But don't try to use that fact as an excuse to run my life.

Rachel: I'm -- I have absolutely no interest in running your life, but I will not tolerate a man coming in here and undermining your marriage.

Amanda: You will not tolerate it?

Rachel: That's right, I will not tolerate it.

Amanda: Can you listen to me for just a second?

Rachel: If you start making some sense, I will.

Amanda: There is no one that can come between Sam and me.

Rachel: That's pretty naive.

Amanda: My family is more important to me than anything else in the world and I am madly in love with my husband.

Rachel: Then why has this happened, Amanda?

Amanda: Nothing has happened, mother! Don't you understand that? I appreciate Sam more now than I ever have. We're talking more, we're closer, we spend more time together. Things are better than they've ever been.

Rachel: I'm glad.

Amanda: You don't sound very convinced.

Rachel: Are you convinced?

Amanda: What exactly did you say to Evan?

Rachel: I told him that from now on, you would both be working on separate projects.

Amanda: Great. Anything else?

Rachel: I told him not to come around the house anymore.

Amanda: You told him that?

Rachel: Yes.

Amanda: You don't have any faith in me at all, do you?

Rachel: Not when you're being naive.

Jamie: Hey, has anybody seen Steven's frog? Oh, look at this -- right in front of me.

Amanda: I think I'm going to go check up on Alli.

Jamie: Did I interrupt something?

Rachel: Yes.

Jamie: Huh.

Rachel: What? What are you looking at?

Jamie: You look beautiful this morning.

Rachel: Jamie --

Jamie: You do. That color is great on you.

Rachel: What color, this? Thank you.

Jamie: Yes, you look great!

Rachel: What is this? You're in a decidedly improved mood today.

Jamie: What, is that so strange?

Rachel: Yeah, around here it is.

Jamie: Well, actually, I do feel rather good, thank you.

Rachel: Well, is there any particular reason?

Jamie: Yeah. I woke up this morning and I realized I haven't thought about Vicky in days --

[Rachel laughs]

Jamie: At least not the way I used to.

Rachel: Well, honey, that's good.

Jamie: Oh!

Rachel: That's a step in the right direction.

Jamie: Gosh, yes, it is. My life is finally getting back on track.

Evan: Who do you think you're talking to?

Vicky: Evan, what did I say?

Evan: It's the way you said it.

Vicky: All I did was tell you to get dressed.

Evan: No, you ordered me to get dressed.

Vicky: Oh, for God's sakes.

Evan: No one, not even the great Victoria Hudson, gives me orders.

Vicky: Pardon me, Mr. Macho. Next time, I'll ask it in the form of a humble request.

Evan: I just thought we were partners.

Vicky: We are.

Evan: Then why are you bossing me around?

Vicky: Oh, why are you being so sensitive? Evan, I'm just excited, that's all. I called the hospital and I found out that Jamie doesn't have to go in till this afternoon.

Evan: So?

Vicky: So that means that he's probably at the Cory house and it's my day for Steven, so why don't you come with me?

Evan: For crying out loud, Vicky, it's 9:30 in the morning.

Vicky: So?

Evan: So unlike you, I happen to work for a living --

Vicky: Oh!

Evan: Which means I have to go to the office.

Vicky: Oh, come on!

Evan: Well, what do you think, I can just show up whenever I want to?

Vicky: Evan, you can be at the office by 10:30.

Evan: No, I will be at the office when I decide to be at the office!

Vicky: Well, I beg your pardon. I mean, forgive me for assuming that you would go along with this plan. After all, you are the man, right? You are the one who makes the decisions, right?

Evan: That's not the issue.

Vicky: Evan, why are you being so difficult? How are we going to get me my son and you Amanda if you keep pulling this "don't mess with my macho image" stuff?

Evan: That's not what this is about and you know it.

Vicky: What is it about?

[Phone rings]

Evan: Some macho image --

Vicky: But, Evan --

Evan: It's about your attitude, that's for -- hold on.

Vicky: Oh, my attitude.

Evan: Hello. Yes. Well, I obviously can't sign if I'm not there, can I? Well, just give it to Amanda. She'll have -- oh, really? Oh, when did she decide to work at home? No, that's ok. We'll just express mail it in the morning, thank you.

Vicky: Perhaps you've changed your mind about going with me to the Corys'.

Evan: Rachel asked me not to come to the house anymore.

Vicky: Oh, I see. So you won't take orders from me, but you'll take them from Rachel, right?

Evan: All right, I'll go with you.

Vicky: I thought you would. Now, go on. Go get changed. Oh. I mean, would you perhaps consider changing out of that disgusting sweatsuit into something a little more presentable, sir? Please?

Evan: Just remember one thing.

Vicky: Yes.

Evan: We are equal partners.

Vicky: Well, absolutely, absolutely, equal forever. I mean, we both make all the decisions.

Evan: You don't order me around.

Vicky: Oh, never, ever. I respect you way too much for that.

Evan: Yeah, right.

Vicky: And besides, you're bigger than I am.

Evan: Don't you forget about it. I'll be ready in about 15 minutes.

Vicky: Make it 10. 15 -- sir.

Evan: That's more like it.

Vicky: Hmm.

Derek: You busy?

Stacey: Yes. And I am very glad to see you.

Derek: Why?

Stacey: Do I need a reason other than the fact that there's nobody else I'd rather see?

Derek: No.

Stacey: Good. Is that all you're going to say? You're not glad to see me?

Derek: Why do you think I'm here?

Stacey: Well, I don't know -- maybe you're checking up on me and making sure that I'm working hard on your case or --

Derek: Oh, I know you're doing everything you can.

Stacey: Yeah. I just hope it's enough.

Derek: It will be.

Stacey: It had better be or we better get a lucky break. So how did you make out?

Derek: Nothing. Dead end.

Stacey: I thought we'd at least hear something from Catherine.

Derek: I can't find Catherine and I can't get ahold of Dr. Jasper. Nobody's talking.

Stacey: Can't believe how badly this is turning out.

Derek: Yeah.

Stacey: Well, then tell me, why am I so happy?

Derek: I keep asking myself the same question.

Stacey: Any answers?

Derek: I'm looking at the answer.

Stacey: I love you.

[Phone rings]

Stacey: I should get that.

Derek: Maybe you should.

Stacey: Hmm, you could talk me out of it if you wanted to.

Derek: Could be important.

Stacey: You're right. Winthrop and Edwards. Speaking. Mm-hmm. Yeah, but that doesn't make any -- no, I know. Ok. Just tell him to call me, then.

Derek: Who was that?

Stacey: It was the D.A.'s office.

Derek: Was it about me?

Stacey: My petition to get your charges reduced --

Derek: Didn't -- didn't work out?

Stacey: Unless you want to plead guilty to a lesser charge.

Derek: No, forget that.

Stacey: That's what I told them.

Derek: So, what am I looking at?

Stacey: Eight years in prison.

Derek: Now all of a sudden I'm not feeling so happy.

Stacey: Listen, we're going to fight it. And we're not going to give up!

Derek: Stacey, look, we got to face this. The only chance I have, the only way that I can clear my name is if we find the red swan.

Stacey: I know. I know that.

Stacey: Ok. I got to get back to work.

Derek: Yeah. Yeah, I should take off myself.

Stacey: Oh, Derek, wait! I got a message this morning. The temp took it. It's for you.

Derek: What was it?

Stacey: Felicia -- she wants you to stop by her suite when you get a chance.

Derek: Why wouldn't she call me at my place?

Stacey: I don't know. Maybe she tried and you weren't there.

Derek: Yeah. Well, see you later.

Stacey: I love you.

Derek: I love you.

Mitch: Hi, Amanda.

Amanda: Mitch. You're too late.

Mitch: For what?

Amanda: Matthew left for school about an hour ago.

Mitch: Well, actually, I came by to see your mom.

Amanda: Oh, you did? It seems you've been seeing an awful lot of her lately, haven't you?

Rachel: Oh, hi. Hilda said you were in here.

Mitch: Yeah, I just wanted to drop by and check on you.

Rachel: Oh. That was nice. Um -- I'm fine, I guess.

Amanda: I think I need a cup of coffee.

Mitch: Is she upset about something?

Rachel: Yes.

Mitch: Are you ok?

Rachel: Yep. We'll straighten it out. I really am. I'm -- I'm better than ok. I think it helps, you know, to have a real knotty puzzle to concentrate on.

Mitch: You mean the photograph?

Rachel: Yeah.

Mitch: Did you ever figure out who the other guy was?

Rachel: No, I haven't figured it out at all and I have no idea why Mac hid it in the painting.

Mitch: I was hoping you were going to get somewhere with that.

Rachel: Well, I have a feeling I know where to go to get some answers.

Singer: Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah oh, yeah oh, yeah

Josie: Matt?

Matt: What?

Josie: Did you hear that?

Matt: What, Vicky's leaving?

Josie: I heard footsteps.

Vicky: Hi.

Josie: Where are you going, Vicky?

Vicky: Oh, don't worry. We were just going to go for a little walk, weren't we?

Matt: At this time of night?

Josie: He was asleep.

Vicky: Well, he got a little fidgety, and I thought some fresh air would do him some good.

Matt: Wait, no. I don't think so. Let me take the baby back upstairs, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, Matt, why should he be upstairs when he can be with his mommy?

Matt: That wasn't the arrangement.

Josie: Don't fall for this, Matt.

Vicky: Josie, I just want to be with my son.

Josie: Well, he's our responsibility tonight.

Vicky: Well, I was responsible for bringing him into this world. I am certainly not going to let anything happen to him, I promise.

Matt: I let you see him for a little while. Now, I think that's fair.

Vicky: No, a little while wasn't enough, was it? Oh, excuse me, I'm sorry.

Matt: That wasn't the deal.

Vicky: Please, Matt. It would mean a lot to me if I could just have this one night with him.

Josie: And what about Jamie?

Vicky: Well, Jamie's on a date. Please, guys, I won't ask you another favor ever. Just let me spend one night with my little guy. Please?

Felicia: Video?

Michael: It's a booming business.

Felicia: Yeah, but what does Donna know about video?

Michael: Well, not much, but I think she's going to learn as she goes along.

Felicia: Yeah. You know what surprises me, I mean, really surprises me? Her choice of partners. I thought she hated Jake.

Michael: Well, so did I, but he doesn't worry me as much as another of her business associates.

Felicia: Who?

Michael: In particular, Lucas.

Felicia: Lucas is going into business with Donna?

Michael: Well, she wants him as a client.

Felicia: Oh, a client. I see.

Michael: Felicia, do you know the real reason that Lucas came to Bay City?

Felicia: Of course I do. He came to find our daughter.

Michael: Yes.

Felicia: You know, I don't understand why everybody just doesn't accept that as fact. You know, everybody in town has investigated Lucas and they've come up with nothing.

Michael: Well, I know that, but --

Felicia: But what?

Michael: Look, I know that you have very warm feelings for him.

Felicia: Yes, and why wouldn't I?

Michael: No reason. No reason. I just wanted to ask you a couple questions about him, that's all.

Felicia: Oh, Michael, you're not investigating him, too, are you?

Michael: No, no, no, of course not. I'm just curious.

Felicia: Sounds like you want me to say something against him, is that it?

Michael: Look, I'm sorry if I made it sound like that. No, it's just that -- well, he's slick, and if he's going to be working with Donna --

Felicia: I think that Donna can take care of herself.

Michael: Well, that's my point. Is she going to have to?

Felicia: No, of course not.

Michael: Well, then what are you saying?

Felicia: All right, he is a little slick. But he had to be in order to be successful. I mean, when he grew up, it was tough, Michael. I mean, you know about that. When you get pushed into a corner, sometimes you have to push hard to get out of it.

Michael: I know, I understand. That's what worries me.

Felicia: Lucas, hi.

Lucas: Hi, Fanny. I've been looking for you. Hi, Michael.

Michael: Hi, Lucas. I understand you made a very generous donation this evening.

Lucas: Yes.

Michael: Well, Sam's paintings must mean a lot to you.

Lucas: Well, homeless children mean a lot to me.

Michael: Of course.

Lucas: So where's your lovely wife?

Michael: At home. I took her home early. She wanted to spend a little time with our son.

Felicia: Oh, how is Mikey? I haven't seen him in so long.

Michael: He's terrific.

Felicia: Is he?

Michael: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I think it's about time for me to head home myself.

Felicia: Ok.

Michael: Good night.

Felicia: Yeah.

Lucas: Good night.

Michael: Lucas.

Lucas: Say hello to Donna for me. I'm looking forward to doing business with her.

Michael: I will.

Felicia: I wonder --

Lucas: What?

Felicia: Nothing, nothing.

Lucas: What were you talking to Michael about so seriously?

Mitch: There's no point in this.

Rachel: I can't go on waiting here.

Mitch: You know, the auction is over. No one is there.

Rachel: I'm going back there.

[Rachel and Frankie gasp]

Rachel: You scared me.

Frankie: I'm very sorry. Is Cass here yet?

Rachel: He's not with you?

Frankie: No, we split up at the gallery. I went by my place first, so he should've been here by now.

Mitch: Is there any problem?

Frankie: Well, Caroline did walk in on us, but he handled --

Rachel: You mean he could've been here by now?

Frankie: Yeah, the painting was all ready to go. How long does it take to get here?

Rachel: 20 minutes.

Mitch: At the most.

Rachel: What's happened to him?

Frankie: I don't know.

Rachel: Now I'm really worried.

Frankie: Yeah.

Rachel: Oh, no.

Cass: Anybody want a hot painting?

Rachel: Oh, thank goodness you're here!

Cass: Hi.

Rachel: You got it. Terrific!

Cass: Yeah, it was nothing at all.

Rachel: What took you?

Cass: Well, there was a tractor trailer jackknifed on the river road, but I'm here, mission accomplished.

Rachel: Oh, Cass, I'm so grateful to you.

Cass: It's my pleasure. We've got to go.

Frankie: What?

Cass: We're going.

Frankie: Now?

Cass: Now.

Frankie: But I want to see the painting.

Cass: Later. We have to talk right now.

Frankie: Cass.

Cass: You take care, ok?

Rachel: Ok. Thanks a lot.

Cass: All right. Mitch, I'll see you later.

Mitch: Cass, hang on a second.

Cass: Come on.

Rachel: Wow. All right.

Rachel: Let's see. What is it about this painting that Lucas saw?

Rachel: Well, we don't need this anymore.

Rachel: Mitch?

Mitch: What is it?

Rachel: Look. Look. It's the red swan.

Matt: If anything should happen to Steven --

Vicky: Oh, Matt, I'll guard him with my life.

Matt: Fine, fine, fine.

Josie: What?

Matt: Go ahead, take him.

Vicky: Oh, thank you. Thank you. Matt, you are just the sweetest, kindest guy in the world.

Matt: Just never mind. Have him back first thing in the morning.

Vicky: Ok. We'll be back at sunrise, won't we?

Matt: Well, not that early. No one will be awake.

Vicky: Right. Thank you very much. This means so much to me.

Matt: Just go before I change my mind.

Vicky: Ok. Josie, thanks for understanding. Bye, guys. Ok, let's cover you up to go out in the cold. Here we go. Thanks again. Come on, sweetheart. Thanks.

Josie: I -- I can't believe you just did that.

Matt: Well, she wants to spend one night with her baby.

Josie: Well, it wasn't exactly your decision to make, Matt.

Matt: She's going to have him back before anyone even knows he's gone.

Josie: And if she doesn't?

Matt: I happen to trust her.

[Car starts, pulls away]

Josie: Why?

Matt: Because I do. It's done, it's over. Can we forget about it, please?

Josie: No, I don't understand why you're acting like this is no big deal. I mean, Jamie trusted you.

Matt: This isn't a big deal. And I'll have to talk to Jamie about it, ok?

Josie: Well, I hope you have a chance after this.

Matt: Listen, do you think it's been fair the way he's been treating Vicky?

Josie: Matthew, that's not your business.

Matt: Look, I love Jamie. That doesn't mean I agree with everything he does.

Josie: And that doesn't mean you can just get involved with his relationship with Vicky.

Matt: I am involved. Steven's my nephew. How can I not be involved?

[Door opens]

Sharlene: Matt, Josie, what -- what was Vicky doing with Steven?

John: Weren't you two supposed to be watching him tonight?

Josie: Yeah.

Matt: Yeah. There's been a change of plans.

Lucas: I rescued the last of the champagne.

Felicia: Thank you.

Lucas: Well, you want to stay here, or you want to go inside?

Felicia: No, I like it out here. It sort of reminds me of Gold Street.

Lucas: You liked Gold Street?

Felicia: Yeah, some of it. I liked sitting out on the stoop on an autumn night -- sort of, you know, before it got really cold.

Lucas: Yeah. We didn't dress like this --

Felicia: No.

Lucas: And drink champagne on Gold Street.

Felicia: I had that one little black dress. You remember that?

Lucas: Yeah. I was trying to buy you pearls to go with it. And I thought I raised the money.

Felicia: We got out of there.

Lucas: Well, let's toast.

Felicia: To what?

Lucas: To our new life.

Felicia: Sure.

Lucas: Mitch?

Felicia: Well, he was supposed to call me. He never did, of course.

Lucas: Hmm. Does he make a habit of breaking promises? I'm sure he had a good reason.

Felicia: Rachel.

Lucas: Why would anybody married to you even think of another woman?

Felicia: Thank you. That's very sweet of you.

Lucas: I'm not being sweet, I'm serious.

Felicia: You don't understand. Mitch and Rachel --

Lucas: They're friends.

Felicia: Yeah. Friendship.

Lucas: Yeah.

Felicia: Do you remember that family that lived above me on Gold Street?

Lucas: No, I don't.

Felicia: Oh, I'm sure you do. Come on, the Warrens. That is it, the Warrens. They had the pigeons up on the roof.

Lucas: No, I don't remember them.

Felicia: Yes, you do. They had a daughter, Theresa. She was such a hell-raiser. Theresa Warren.

Lucas: Fanny, I know how proud you are. That's -- that's one of the things I love most about you. If this thing with Mitch really starts getting you down -- or anything -- I'm there. If you need me for anything, you just holler. I'll come running.

Felicia: I know that.

Lucas: Good.

Felicia: I'm grateful, too.

Lucas: So, now, what were you and Michael talking about?

Felicia: You.

Lucas: Oh, what about me?

Felicia: He wanted to know what you were like as a kid.

Lucas: Oh.

Felicia: Mm-hmm.

Lucas: So what did you tell him?

Felicia: I told him that when you were young, I was very much in love with you.

Lucas: Fanny, if you -- if you ever hear anything really bad about me --

Felicia: Like what?

Lucas: Remember one thing. All the money, the power -- the only thing I ever really wanted was you and the baby. You remember that, huh? Come on, I'll take you home.

Amanda: Sam.

Sam: Hi.

Amanda: I didn't expect you back so soon.

Sam: If I didn't give you enough time --

Amanda: No, no, you gave me plenty -- too much time. I was just about to come looking for you. Look, I've been thinking a lot --

Sam: No, wait, wait, wait, wait. Can I talk first?

Amanda: Yeah, ok.

Sam: Um -- as I was walking on the beach, I -- I went all the way back to when we first met and when we fell in love. When we found out you were pregnant, our marriage. When the contractions were two minutes apart, and when -- I thought how I always assumed that this relationship would be forever. Especially when Alli came along.

Amanda: Sam --

Sam: Wait a minute. Let me finish, ok? I don't assume it's forever now. Because I'm not naive anymore. And I know that people change and needs change, and that's not anybody's fault. It's just the way the world is.

Amanda: Sam, I'm your wife. I will always be your wife.

Sam: Because you want to be, or because you feel you should be? See, that's not what I want. I don't want you to feel like you're supposed to be my wife. That's not the kind of love that I want.

Amanda: Sam, it's not like that.

Sam: I've been married to you because I wanted to be. Because I love you. Basically, what I'm trying to say is, you don't owe me anything.

Amanda: I never felt that I did.

Sam: But you do owe it to yourself to figure out what's in your heart, to go with your instinct and stick by it. Whether or not it's -- whether it's Evan or me, you have to make that decision. You have to decide whether or not we still have a marriage.

Vicky: Here we are. Just in time to --

Michael: Hey.

Vicky: Mommy is dead on her feet. Hi, Dad.

Michael: Oh, hi.

Vicky: Hi, grandpa.

Michael: Hi, hi.

Vicky: Hi.

Michael: Hey, what happened to your face?

Vicky: I cut myself shaving.

Michael: Well --

Vicky: Come on, let's go sit down.

Michael: How you doing?

Vicky: Well, I'm a little dead on my feet, but other than that we're ok.

Michael: Well, you have himself, huh?

Vicky: Yes, I sure do. Jamie went out. He asked me to take care of Steven tonight.

Michael: Come on, Victoria.

Vicky: "Come on," what?

Michael: Jamie? Huh? I mean, out all night?

Vicky: Dad -- well, if he doesn't get lucky, he will be.

Michael: Victoria --

Vicky: Oh, Dad, drop it. Come on, let's just enjoy this time with Steven. Steven, you're here --

Michael: Hi, Steven.

Vicky: With Grandpa and Mommy. No matter how weird things seem, we love you.

[Steven whimpers]

Vicky: And he loves us. And we'll always have love for you, my honey. Always. I love you.

[Steven coos]

Vicky: Yes.

Cass: Ok, come on. Where are you?

Frankie: Here.

Cass: Well, you're not doing anybody any good out there. Get in here.

Frankie: Ok, ok, I'm in here! You happy now?

Cass: No, I'm not happy! There's a dead body down there. Why would I be happy?

Frankie: You sure it's Catherine?

Cass: I'd recognize her body anywhere.

Frankie: What's that supposed to mean?

Cass: Just come on.

Frankie: Why don't you call the Police anyway?

Cass: Oh, yeah, right. And have them ask me all kinds of neat little questions like, what was I doing here in the first place? Come on. Look. Just look, come on. What the --

Frankie: "What the," what?

Cass: She's gone!

Frankie: Well, maybe she was never there in the first place.

Cass: No, she was right here! I saw her!

Frankie: Well, she's not here now!

Cass: Obviously, somebody must have taken her.

Frankie: Well, maybe she took herself.

Cass: She was dead. I know dead when I see it.

Frankie: Yeah, that's a relief, Cass.

Cass: I don't like this. Derek said that Catherine knew about the red swan.

Frankie: How did he know?

Cass: She told him today. And now tonight she's dead. All of a sudden, this red bird is turning deadly.

Amanda: There is no choice, Sam.

Sam: Look, I don't want you to decide too quickly, ok?

Amanda: Sam --

Sam: Look, this is not a trivial decision. You need to have time to think about it.

Amanda: Sam, listen to me, please.

Sam: This affects a lot of people! I don't want you to decide without really thinking about it.

Amanda: Sam, look at me. Look at me. There is no choice.

Sam: But you --

Amanda: No buts. Look, I'm yours. I've been yours since the moment I first saw you. I loved you when you were parking cars at my coming-out party. When I was that fool, Mandy, and you were my boss. The first night that we made love, I was so crazy about you that night. I knew I'd never be closer to any other human being. And I was right. I never will.

Sam: What are you trying to say?

Amanda: I can't believe you can't figure it out.

Sam: I guess I can. I just want you to --

Amanda: I'm trying to tell you that I love you. I love you so much, I can't stand it. I never want to be without you. When you walked out this door, I thought -- I know. I've always known. And no matter what life brings, I want to face it with you. I'm saying I want you to hold me and never let me go.

Sam: Oh, Amanda.

Amanda: I love you, Sam. I'll always love you.

Sharlene: I've never heard Josie and Matt argue before.

John: Maybe we're a bad influence.

Sharlene: What are you talking about?

John: Well, they see the way that you treat me. You're always badgering me and hounding me all the time.

Sharlene: I'm serious.

John: What are you worried about?

Sharlene: I just -- I hope they're not having any problems.

John: Well, if they're having problems, they'll work them out. They'll handle them.

Sharlene: I wonder if this had anything to do with Vicky. Hmm.

John: Sharlene?

Sharlene: Hmm?

John: You said once Josie moved back in, things were going to be different.

Sharlene: All right.

John: Didn't you?

Sharlene: Yeah, I did.

John: All right.

Sharlene: You're right. You're right, you're right, you're right. I can't -- I'm not even going to think about it. I'm not.

John: Good.

Sharlene: If there is something wrong, then Josie can deal with it all by herself.

John: Yeah, she can, because she's strong, just like her mother.

Sharlene: You really think I'm strong?

John: Do I think you're strong?

Sharlene: Yeah.

John: Do this. Come on, do this. Go ahead.

Sharlene: No.

John: Come on, yes.

Look at that. Of course you're strong. And you know it, too.

Sharlene: I'm beginning to suspect it. Only since you've been a part of my life.

John: Oh, now, come on, don't start that. My head will swell.

Sharlene: Well, it's true, swelling or not.

John: Well, yes, it is true. But we need not dwell on it. I think we ought to talk about some other things. Like wedding plans, guest lists, invitations. Things of that sort.

Sharlene: Can I just say one more thing?

John: Sharlene, you have never said one thing in your entire life.

Sharlene: Will you hush up?

John: You go on and on and on and --

Sharlene: Let me get this out.

John: All right, go ahead.

Sharlene: The way you've handled this whole situation with Lucas -- not only accepting it, but actually confronting him with it -- you amaze me sometimes.

John: Well, you amaze me all the time.

Sharlene: Do we deserve all this happiness?

John: You bet.

Felicia: I want to thank you for driving me home.

Lucas: Do I rate a cup of coffee?

Felicia: Instant?

Lucas: Fine.

Felicia: Really? Ok. Let me check the answering machine.

[Answering machine beeps]

James' voice: Mrs. Blake, this is the auctioneer from the gallery. I've tried to track down Lucas. I have some very bad news. Lot 16, the painting he bid on -- it's been stolen.

Mitch: I don't believe it. It's the red swan.

Rachel: I don't believe I've never noticed it before.

Mitch: You mean, it's been under this painting the whole time?

Rachel: I think maybe you're right about that.

Mitch: Well, where did the canvas come from?

Rachel: Mac's cabin. Mac's cabin. Sam said that he found this canvas against a wall. It looked like it was going to be thrown out, so he just wanted to get the painting of -- this is really strange.

Mitch: What is?

Rachel: It's too coincidental.

Mitch: What do you mean? It's like a setup?

Rachel: You're going to think I'm nuts.

Mitch: No, I don't think that.

Rachel: The red swan -- it means something. Something about this canvas -- wait a minute. There's two paintings here. Maybe there's another canvas on top of this stretcher. No, it's just a single one. Wait a minute, this is --

Rachel: There's something in here.

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