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Another World Transcript Wednesday 10/12/05

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Evan: Well, yes, I know how hard it is to get accommodations this time of year and I appreciate it, and you will definitely be taken care of when I get there. Now, what I need you to do is tell the concierge to book me two theater tickets for every night of our stay and restaurant reservations and maybe you can get me on one of those private yachts that circle the island? I mean, everything has to be the best. Well, because I'm going to show this person New York like she's never seen it before.

Sam: New York, New York it's a wonderful town

Amanda: Sam.

Sam: The Bronx is something and the battery's down.

Amanda: I thought you were still going to be working.

Sam: Nope. But I bet I know what you were doing. You were fantasizing about shopping on Fifth Avenue, weren't you? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Amanda: I'm not going to have time to do that, I told you.

Sam: Oh, yeah, you are! Come on, what's a trip to New York without shopping on Fifth Avenue?

Amanda: Sam, I really need to tell you --

Sam: Well, I tell you you shouldnít worry about me because I'll be here all alone being both mother and father to our little tyke.

Amanda: Sam --

Sam: But that's ok. I'm not hurt about not going.

Amanda: Sam, listen to me for a minute.

Sam: See, we understand why you have to go to New York all alone.

Amanda: I'm not going alone.

Sam: Huh?

Amanda: But that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I'm going to New York with Evan.

Frankie: This was really nice.

Cass: Oh, oh. Oh. I donít like the word "nice." I -- I'm not -- I hate nice.

Frankie: Ok, all right. You're not nice. You're -- whatever you are.

Cass: Anything else but nice.

Frankie: I really appreciate you driving me here.

Cass: Well, I figured you didnít want to drive around alone today.

Frankie: I have seen dead bodies before, you know, even people who'd been murdered.

Cass: Yeah, but when it's your immediate predecessor in a job and the likely suspect is your boss --

Frankie: I did call in sick today.

Cass: Good.

Frankie: I had nightmares last night like you would not believe.

Cass: Come on, I'll walk you in.

Frankie: No, no, no, they're setting up the shower in there, so, you know, no men allowed.

Cass: Oh, ok.

Frankie: So, how did you sleep last night?

Cass: Last night?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Oh, alone, if that's what you're asking.

Frankie: Oh, good, good. Cecile did seem to have other ideas.

Cass: She can have all the ideas she wants. That doesn't change anything. She means nothing to me.

Frankie: You obviously mean something to her.

Cass: I donít want to talk about Cecile right now.

Frankie: Ok.

Cass: I want to talk about Lucas. You got to quit working for him, Frankie.

Frankie: Well, the problem is I donít think I can.

Mitch: Lucas?

Lucas: What?

Mitch: It's the red swan. You stole it.

Amanda: This is a business trip, Sam.

Sam: I donít give a damn.

Amanda: I'm going to be in meetings all day long.

Sam: And at night?

Amanda: I'm going to be exhausted. I'm going to go right to the hotel and go to sleep.

Sam: Alone?

Amanda: Do you really think that I'm that shallow? That I'm that easy after what I said to you in Bermuda? And loving you the way that I do that I would turn around and sleep with another man?

Sam: I donít want to discuss this now.

Amanda: You know, I didnít even have to tell you that Evan was going with me. I could've just gone to New York and --

Sam: And what?

Amanda: And you would never have known.

Sam: Fine. Then maybe it would've been better that way.

Amanda: How can you say -- Sam, we said we were going to be honest with each other.

Sam: Fine. You've been honest, haven't you?

Amanda: Maybe you should be honest with me now. Do you trust me or not?

Sam: I've got to go to work. Excuse me.

Rachel: What's going on here?

Cass: I feel responsible for you. I got you into this mess and I'm going to make sure that nothing happens to you. You're just too important to me.

[Laughter]

Frankie: I better get inside.

Cass: Yeah.

Frankie: If anybody sees us together --

Cass: Listen, I donít care about that. Are you going to quit Lucas or aren't you?

Frankie: Yes, but I have to do it in my own way, ok?

Cass: Keep calling in sick?

Frankie: Yes. Ok, ok. Bye-bye.

Cass: Ok.

Frankie: See you later.

Cass: I'll see you afterward.

Frankie: Ok.

Sharlene: We donít need --

John: We do.

Sharlene: By all means --

John: No, it's --

Cass: Hello.

Sharlene: Cass. Hi. What are you doing all the way out here?

Cass: Something I should've done a long time ago. I want to straighten things out between John and me.

John: You came here to apologize?

Sharlene: After all these months?

Cass: Whew. There's no statute of limitations on apologies, is there? Anyway, this is more of an explanation.

John: It's going to take a lot of explaining.

Cass: Whatever it takes, I hope you understand that I did what I did for Felicia.

John: That's supposed to excuse it? You put people's lives at risk.

Cass: And I'm afraid that I would do it again. You see, Felicia is my best friend, and my only thought was to get her off.

John: No matter whose life you destroyed?

Cass: No matter. But I think you're the kind of man who would do the same thing for his best friend. But that doesn't mean that I donít regret what happened -- I do. I admire you, John, very deeply. And I admire the way you're carrying on. I sincerely respect both of you. So, it may be belated, but it comes from the heart. I wish it could've been otherwise. I wish we could be friends. Maybe we can.

Cass: Well --

John: Cass -

John: I think we can be.

Cass: Thank you.

John: Well, how long has it been since we've had a nice evening alone?

Sharlene: Well, Monday was a nice evening alone.

John: Oh, come on. Monday? Monday was a zoo.

Sharlene: Monday was --

Women: Surprise!

[Laughter]

Sharlene: Oh! Oh!

Zack: Guys donít need napkins at a stag party.

Evan: Yeah, guys lick their fingers.

Zack: And wipe their fingers on their pants.

Evan: And guys get down and dirty.

Zack: The downer and dirtier, the better.

Matt: Well, I've been to a stag party before.

Zack: Yeah, one with napkins?

Evan: Not one like this, bub.

Zack: And this is going to be a real one.

Matt: Well, what are we going to do?

Evan: First off, we're going to do some guy things and then after that, we're going to do some manly things.

Zack: Macho things.

Evan: And then after that, we're all going to act like complete jerks!

Arianne's voice: Make sure your wife's not the target.

Michaelís voice: Well, how do I do that, Arianne? Lock her in a tower somewhere?

Arianne: No. But there is something.

Michael: What?

Arianne: You could leave her.

[Music plays]

Matt: Hey, did my dad call? Michael?

Michael: Huh?

Matt: My dad -- he wanted to get a shot of John when he came in.

Michael: Oh -- no, no, I haven't heard from him, Matt.

Matt: Well, he's cutting it pretty close.

Michael: What time -- oh, no. I got to pick up John. He's got -- tell you what. Why donít you just call your dad and see where the heck he is, ok? See you soon.

Singer: Walking up the street you can hear the sound

Lucas: I just found it today. It was in the Tops parking garage.

Mitch: I saw you there, Lucas, right after someone attacked Donna Hudson.

Lucas: What are you implying?

Mitch: Give me the swan.

Lucas: You're crazy.

Mitch: I want the swan, Lucas.

Lucas: I know what this is about. This isnít about a piece of art.

Mitch: Are you going to hand me the swan?

Lucas: It's been coming for a long time, hasn't it?

Mitch: Give me the swan, Lucas.

Lucas: You've been trying to catch me doing anything, something, anything just to keep me away from your wife.

[Laughter]

Josie: Mrs. Wheeler, I'm so glad you could come!

Iris: Well, I'm so sorry I'm late. Hello, everybody.

Sharlene: Wow.

Frankie: Iris was invited?

Felicia: Yeah, it was Josieís idea. No one had the heart to fill her in.

Ada: As long as she brought an expensive present.

Sharlene: Iris, it's so good that you could be here.

Iris: I'm sorry I'm late. I had business at the Coryís.

Felicia: Oh. Hear that?

Ada: I better call Rachel.

Felicia: Yeah.

Iris: Well, where should I put this?

Josie: I'll take it.

Sharlene: Oh, look at this. Here, let me take your coat for you.

Iris: Oh, thanks. My, everything looks very festive, doesn't it?

Sharlene: It does, doesn't it?

Iris: Oh, Donna, I'm so pleased you're here. I wanted to talk to you. I've been meaning to call you.

Felicia: Iris, why donít I get you some champagne?

Iris: Yes. Now, then, about this awful mugging --

Donna: Word does get around, doesn't it?

Iris: Oh, you poor old thing. It must have been an absolute nightmare. Ada, how are you?

Ada: Never better, Iris.

[Ada gasps]

Ada: Heavens to Betsy, we're all out of shrimp puffs.

Ronnie: I'll give you a hand, Ada.

Ada: Thank you.

Ronnie: Ok.

Donna: I suppose it could've been worse.

Iris: Oh, yeah, much worse. But you're so courageous -- up and about and partying already?

Felicia: Iris.

Donna: Well, there's no point in dwelling on it.

Iris: Thank you. Isnít she -- amazing?

Frankie: Well, yes, you are. You're very brave, Mrs. Hudson.

Iris: I'm surprised to see you here, Frankie.

Frankie: Why? Sharleneís my aunt.

Iris: Well, Lucas told me you were deathly ill this morning.

Josie: Everyone, I think that we should start having my mom open some of her presents. What do you say?

John: I want to eat. When are we going to eat?

Josie: Oh, come on.

Felicia: You've been eating since you got here, John.

Josie: Mama, you come over here and you sit right on the couch.

Sharlene: That's a good idea.

Frankie: Look, I had to go shopping for the shower today, so donít say anything to Lucas, ok? Listen, everybody, I'm going to put on some present-opening music.

Sharlene: Please do.

Frankie: Ok.

Felicia: Good idea.

Sharlene: Ada?

Ada: Oh, there you go.

Sharlene: Oh, now.

Felicia: This is from me. Now, if this doesn't fit or something --

Sharlene: Yeah?

Felicia: You can take it back. I got it at that fabulous boutique --

Sharlene: Oh!

Josie: It's definitely you.

Sharlene: Oh, no!

John: How many birds had to die for that?

Felicia: The sacrifice is well worth it, believe me.

Sharlene: Oh, Felicia, I love it. You, come here. Thank you so much.

John: You love it? I love it.

Sharlene: Thank you so much -- whoo!

John: Can I wear that sometime?

Felicia: No! You canít.

Josie: Are you ready for your next one?

Sharlene: I am, I hope so. Now, Josie, are you keeping track of these, please?

Josie: Of course I am.

Sharlene: Oh, no. Now, who's this from?

Frankie: Me, and read the card.

Sharlene: All right, all right. Hold on. Ok. "For a special bride-to-be." "To Sharlene --"

Frankie: Ah -- not out loud. It's too schmaltzy.

Sharlene: I'm so sorry. Forgive me.

John: So sensitive.

Frankie: Enjoy it.

Sharlene: Here. Let me give you this, ok?

Frankie: All right.

Sharlene: Here we go.

Frankie: Oh, I canít wait!

Felicia: Oh. Close your eyes.

Sharlene: Whoo!

Josie: Oh, my goodness.

Sharlene: I donít believe this.

John: Hold that puppy up here.

Sharlene: Oh, no. No!

Felicia: No. No, no, no.

Josie: Let's see.

Sharlene: No, not in front of him.

Felicia: No, why donít you leave the room, in fact?

Frankie: Hey, come on, everybody, it's just a nightgown, ok?

Josie: Whoo!

Sharlene: It's a very little nightgown.

[Laughter]

Felicia: Listen, why donít you keep it in the box and pass it around so we can all take a look at it.

Sharlene: Ok.

John: So where are all the practical gifts like, you know, toasters, microwaves --?

Sharlene: Oh, God.

John: Refrigerators, bank accounts?

Ada: This is a lingerie shower, dummy.

Sharlene: Yeah!

Ada: You know, for the honeymoon.

John: Oh, for the honeymoon. Like I said, I hate practical gifts.

Felicia: That's right.

Sharlene: All right.

Josie: Ready?

Sharlene: I guess so. Here we go. Now -- oh.

Felicia: Oh.

Josie: Oh, satin sheets. They're beautiful!

Iris: So subtle.

Sharlene: These are -- I've never even touched satin sheets. Who are these from?

Donna: Those are from me.

Sharlene: Donna, they're beautiful.

Donna: I hope they're all right, the color and everything.

Sharlene: Donna, they're absolutely perfect. Thank you so much. Thank you. This is -- you all -- this is just -- it's too much. I mean, it is.

Ada: Well, you better get used to it because there's a lot more stuff here.

Sharlene: Ah!

Josie: Well, well, but first, I think that we should eat that food before it gets cold, so everyone just help yourself.

Ada: Hey. Good idea.

Josie: There's plenty to eat, John.

Felicia: You want to go eat?

John: Yeah, I'll eat.

Felicia: Yeah, right, uh-huh.

Sharlene: Get him some meatballs.

John: I want some meatballs.

Sharlene: Josie?

Josie: Yeah?

Sharlene: I am so glad you called a halt.

Josie: Well, actually --

Sharlene: I needed a little break.

Josie: I called a halt to it all because I wanted to give you my present in private.

Sharlene: Oh, ok.

Josie: I hope you like it.

Sharlene: I cannot imagine not liking this. Ok, can you hold that?

Josie: Sure.

Sharlene: Let's see. Oh, Jos. Oh, Josie.

Josie: I know I should've given you lingerie or something like that.

Sharlene: Josie, this is -- this is perfect.

Josie: I just wanted you to know how much -- how much I -- this is really hard for me.

Sharlene: You're doing great. Keep going.

Josie: I just want you to know how much you mean to me and how much I want you to be happy.

Sharlene: Jos, I canít imagine being happier than I am right now.

Ada: I wonder where Rachel is. There was no answer when I called.

Frankie: Well, maybe she got bogged down at work.

Ada: Yeah, maybe.

Michael: Hi, everybody. Is my brother, the doctor, here?

Ada: It's a bridal shower, Michael.

Ronnie: That's right. No men allowed.

John: Yeah, well, then what am I doing here?

Felicia: I donít know.

All: What are you doing here?

Michael: Come on, come here, I -- I got to talk to you.

John: Is everything all right?

Michael: Everything's fine. I'd just like to -- come on. Let's -- let's go. I'll talk to you outside.

John: Yeah, no problem. See you.

Sharlene: No, wait a second. Where are you going? Where are you taking him?

John: Huh? We're going out.

Sharlene: What do you mean, "out"?

John: See you later.

Sharlene: Ok.

John: Thanks for the food.

[Goodbyes]

Sharlene: Now what do you suppose that was all about?

Felicia: Sharlene.

Frankie: Think about it, Sharlene.

Sharlene: "Think about it, Shar" -- whoa! Oh!

Felicia: Yes.

Sharlene: Oh! Oh, good!

Frankie: Johnís going to get a little shock himself.

Sharlene: Well --

Felicia: No, what?

Frankie: I hope he's the only one.

Amanda: I told Sam that I'm going with Evan to New York.

Rachel: What? What are you talking about?

Amanda: Mom, somebody from the creative side has to go.

Rachel: Who made this decision?

Amanda: I did, this morning.

Rachel: Without consulting me?

Amanda: Well, I was going to.

Rachel: When?

Amanda: Mom, I want to go.

Rachel: I donít care if you want to go. You're not going. You're staying here.

Amanda: Why?

Rachel: I need somebody in this office.

Amanda: You donít want me to go because you donít trust me, right? You think that I'm stupid enough to let something happen with Evan, donít you?

Rachel: Did Evan put you up to this?

Amanda: Mom, this is a business trip! Donít you think the two of us could be friends?

Rachel: No.

Amanda: Why not?

Rachel: Because sometimes it's just not possible, that's all. You should know that by now.

Amanda: Do you know that?

Rachel: What does that mean?

Amanda: That means that you refuse to believe that Evan and I could be friends.

Rachel: I just said that.

Amanda: Yeah, that's exactly what you're expecting the rest of us to believe about you and Mitch.

Lucas: I loved her first, and she loved me.

Mitch: Give me the swan, Lucas.

Lucas: You remember that, donít you, Mitch -- first love? It's like you're on fire. You remember, with Rachel?

Mitch: Give me the swan, Lucas.

Lucas: So you can give it back to Rachel and collect your reward?

Mitch: They're going to put you away.

Lucas: Ah, come on. You canít bluff a bluffer. You didnít see me steal this.

Mitch: So what are you saying, you're innocent?

Lucas: That's right, I'm innocent.

Mitch: Now give me the swan. What's the problem, Lucas?

Lucas: Nothing. I just wanted to clean it up first. You want the swan?

Mitch: I want the swan.

Lucas: Ok.

Matt: Still no answer.

Jamie: Did you try his darkroom by any chance?

Matt: Yes. Answering service.

Jamie: Well, then he's probably on his way here, Matt. I wouldnít worry about him.

Matt: Ok.

[Doorbell rings]

Jamie: Oh, that's probably him now. Come on, let's go see.

Matt: Ooh. And here he is -- that's not Dad.

Jamie: No.

Cecile: Hello, Matthew.

Matt: Hi.

Jamie: Cecile, what are you doing here?

Cecile: Hmm. Looks like you're having a party.

Matt: Bachelor party.

Jamie: Yeah.

Cecile: No women.

Jamie: No, no, no, no, it's supposed to be a surprise party.

Cecile: Well, I love surprises. You know that, Jamie.

Matt: Wouldnít want to make you feel uncomfortable.

Cecile: Oh, that's very sweet of you, Matthew, but I feel right at home actually.

Jamie: Cecile, why are you here?

Cecile: To see Cass.

Jamie: About what?

Cecile: A legal thing.

Jamie: A --

Cecile: Not that it's any of your business, Jamie, but I need to speak to Cass about being executor of the Mackenzie Cory memorial fund. I did call his office and spoke to a nice young man there. He told me --

Zack: It was me that you talked to.

Cecile: Oh. Well, hello in person, nice young man.

Zack: My pleasure.

Cecile: See? There really is a reason that I'm here, Jamie.

Jamie: You want to talk business in the middle of a stag party?

Zack: And you did say on the phone that this was an emergency.

Jamie: Yeah.

Cecile: I'm sometimes guilty of speaking in extremes.

Jamie: You do everything in extremes, Cecile. Now, look, this is John Hudsonís party and you really canít stay.

Cecile: So, does that mean everybody here is a bachelor like -- like him?

Zack: Excuse me.

Jamie: Put in your antenna, Cecile. That's Evan Bates -- he's a cousin of mine and Frankieís.

Cecile: Yours and Frankieís?

Jamie: Yes.

Cecile: Ah. Very interesting.

Zack: Where you going, man?

Evan: Look, this canít wait. I -- I -- listen, use my place with my blessing, ok? I've got work piled up this high on my desk and I've got a lot of work to do, ok? And I hope John understands.

Zack: Sure.

Evan: I got a big trip planned to New York tomorrow, so if you'd just excuse me and just --

Matt: Party pooper.

Zack: See you.

Cecile: We haven't met.

Evan: Well, that wasn't by my doing.

Cecile: I'm Cecile Depoulignac.

Evan: Evan Bates. Nice to meet you.

Cecile: And you're Frankie Frame's cousin.

Evan: Well, actually, I'm a lot of people's cousin. The Frames are a big family.

Cecile: Yes. I met her the other night.

Evan: Did you?

Cecile: Very interesting woman.

Evan: Did you come here to talk to me about Frankie?

Cecile: Are you two close?

Evan: Actually, I just met her a couple of months ago.

Cecile: Oh, really?

Evan: I was a little surprised to see you come in here.

Cecile: Well, I'm not one to plan ahead.

Evan: Yeah? Well, this is my apartment and I didnít invite you.

Cecile: Your apartment and you're leaving?

Evan: That's right. I have a lot of work tonight. I'm sorry about that.

Cecile: So am I. It was a distinct pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bates.

Evan: Call me Evan.

Cecile: Evan. Au revoir, Evan.

Evan: Abientot.

Jamie: Come on, Cecile. Put on your coat and I'll walk you to your car.

Cecile: Jamie, I haven't even seen Cass yet. I have to talk to him. He will be here soon, wonít he?

Jamie: Well, I heard he was invited, yes. Come on.

Cecile: Well, now, tell me something -- do you see much of Cass? I mean, are you friendly at all?

Jamie: Why?

Cecile: Is he -- is he seeing a lot of Frankie?

Jamie: Oh, jeez. Do you really expect me to discuss Cass' personal life with you?

Cecile: Dear Jamie?

Jamie: Yes?

Cecile: Always were quite the worrier, weren't you? Very serious. Now, are those new worry lines I see on your face?

Jamie: Believe me, they appeared the moment you walked in the door.

Cecile: Oh, stop it. I know what it is.

Jamie: Hmm.

Cecile: It's your divorce. It can be so stressful, I know.

Jamie: Yes, you ought to know.

Cecile: Hmm. I met Victoria.

Jamie: Oh, I wish I had seen that.

Cecile: Is she giving you a hard time?

Jamie: I can handle her.

Cecile: I just want you to know one thing -- I will always be here for you.

Jamie: That's very touching.

Cecile: Really, Jamie, if you need to talk, if you need a heart-to-heart with someone, I'm here.

Jamie: Thanks very much. I -- ah.

Michael: We are here.

Jamie: Hey, the guys!

Michael: Hey! Get in here.

Men: He's a jolly good fellow for he's a jolly good fellow for he's a jolly good fellow that nobody can deny that nobody can deny which nobody can deny

[Laughter]

Men: For he's a jolly good fellow which nobody can deny

[Laughter]

Zack: Hey! All right.

Rachel: Mitch and I are friends.

Amanda: I know. You keep saying that, but I find it --

Rachel: You just let me finish. He's helped me get through a very difficult time and I am very grateful to him and that's as far as it goes.

Amanda: Fine.

Rachel: How could you possibly think I could even look at another man after the kind of love that your father and I shared?

Amanda: Sorry.

Rachel: I donít take love that lightly and neither should you.

Amanda: I donít.

Rachel: I hope not because love -- real love, not infatuation, not lust, but real love takes a lot of caring, a lot of work, unselfishness, loyalty. Those are strong qualities, Amanda. Do you have that kind of strength?

Amanda: Will you go to New York in place of me?

Olivia: So I guess you're going to be alone for the next few days.

Sam: Please donít move.

Olivia: Oh, sorry. What's the matter? You seem a little upset.

Sam: I'm fine.

Olivia: You sure you donít want to talk about it?

Sam: Olivia, I'm trying to work. Would you please get back into the pose?

Olivia: Sorry.

Sam: Thank you.

Amanda: Excuse me.

Sam: What's up?

Amanda: I need to talk to you.

Sam: Olivia, take a break.

Olivia: Sure. When do you need me back?

Sam: Just go up to the house and I'll come get you, ok?

Olivia: Fine.

Sam: Amanda, I really donít feel like discussing this. I've said what I had to say, and you've obviously said what you had --

Amanda: I'm not going.

Sam: What?

Amanda: I'm not going to New York.

Sam: Why?

Amanda: Because you donít want me to.

Sam: Is there another reason?

Amanda: Well, I donít want to, either.

Sam: Why this sudden change of heart?

Amanda: It's a promise. I promised you that nothing would ever be more important to me than you and Alli. Just holding up to it, that's all. What, are you still mad at me? What is it?

Sam: No, no, I'm mad at myself.

Amanda: What?

Sam: I acted like a jealous jerk.

Amanda: Oh, Sam, come on, stop it.

Sam: Look, if it's really important for you to go, I understand, ok?

Amanda: Mom can go.

Sam: Listen, the reason I was so angry was because you didnít tell me that Evan was going.

Amanda: I didnít tell you Evan was going because I knew that you would get mad.

Sam: If you want to go --

Amanda: I donít want to go. Come on, are you trying to get rid of me?

Sam: No, no, never, never for a minute.

Amanda: I love you.

Sam: Let's do something special this weekend, can we?

Amanda: How about spending the whole weekend in bed?

Sam: You have some really good ideas sometimes, do you know that?

Amanda: Save it.

Sam: Well, wait a minute! Let's discuss the -- I mean, I thought maybe we'd sit here and discuss the plans for this weekend -- specifics. Plans, yeah.

Amanda: Why donít we just play it by ear, ok?

Sam: Ok. We're pretty good at that, aren't we?

Amanda: Yeah, I think so.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: Now I have to go tell Evan.

Sam: Aw, the poor guy is going to be so disappointed.

Amanda: Who cares?

Sam: Not me.

[Amanda laughs]

Sam: Yes. Yes.

Rachel: Hi. I'm so sorry I'm late.

Sharlene: Oh, not at all. I'm glad you could make it.

Rachel: Were you surprised?

Sharlene: I was so surprised. Oh, I see I'm needed. Excuse me.

Rachel: Ok, I'll see you in a minute.

Sharlene: All right.

Rachel: Ok.

Ada: Hi, sweetheart. Let me take your jacket.

Rachel: Hi. No, no, no, I canít stay. I can only stay a few minutes.

Iris: Oh, what a shame. It's such an exciting party.

Rachel: I'm sure it is. And besides, I have to get to New York tonight.

Ada: Oh.

Josie: Mrs. Cory, would you like something to eat?

Rachel: Um -- yeah, Mom, are those your shrimp puffs?

Ada: Well, who else?

Rachel: Great.

Ada: Listen, I hear Iris paid you a little visit.

Josie: Mrs. Wheeler?

Iris: Yes, Josie?

Josie: Never mind.

Iris: Come on. Come on, what is it?

Josie: Oh, it's just about the fresh faces campaign.

Iris: Oh, is that all? Well, then there's no need to look so worried.

Josie: Well, I canít help it. Olivia just entered.

Iris: Well, you know how crazy Lucas and I are about you.

Josie: Yeah, but Olivia has much more experience at things like this.

Iris: Well, yes, you two sisters have a totally different look, but it -- I mean, it really just depends on which one of you represents the magazine best.

Donna: Sharlene --

Sharlene: Donna -- well --

Donna: You -- you first.

Sharlene: All right. I just wanted to say how sorry I am about what happened. The mugging.

Donna: Oh -- oh, thank you. You know, actually, it's been lovely being distracted here by all of the laughter and everyone having such a good time.

Sharlene: Well, I'm glad you felt well enough to be here. Also, I wanted to -- well, Donna, I wanted to ask you if you would be in the wedding party. Now, that is, if you want to.

Donna: Yes, I would be honored.

Sharlene: Wonderful.

Iris: Lucas told me he said something to you about it.

Felicia: Yes, he said something.

Frankie: You and Lucas are really getting married?

Iris: Well, we're only talking about it at the moment. Well, he's talking about it.

Felicia: So, have you met the famous Cecile yet?

Frankie: Oh, yes, I bumped into her last night.

Iris: Would you excuse me, please?

Frankie: Surely.

Felicia: I'm sorry, what did you say?

Frankie: Felicia, are you ok?

Felicia: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine, really. I just -- anyway, I wonder what she wants this time. I mean, Cecile.

Frankie: Cass, I think.

Felicia: Yeah, she always tries to come back for Cass. They have some kind of an attraction, God knows why.

Frankie: Really?

Felicia: Yeah, I think that kind of chemistry is very dangerous.

Iris: Rachel, I'm sorry if my little words of advice disturbed you this afternoon.

Rachel: You're not the least bit sorry. That's exactly what you intended.

Frankie: Ok, everybody --

Felicia: What?

Frankie: Listen. Hello? Important announcement. All right, look --

Ronnie: Uh-oh.

Frankie: The presents are open, the food's almost gone. I say we blow this Popsicle stand and raid that bachelor party, yeah? Let's do it! Yes! Trouble. Let's go, let's go, come on.

Rachel: I've got to go home, ok?

Ada: Yeah, well, I have to check the Paradise and make sure they're surviving without me.

Rachel: Ok.

Iris: I really have to go home.

Josie: You mean, you're not going to crash the bachelor party with us?

Iris: No, I canít. I'm waiting for a very important call from Lucas.

Frankie: Felicia, you coming? Hey, come on, guys! Let's give those men some trouble. Yeah!

Sharlene: Trouble!

Frankie: Let's go! Men, men, men, men, men, men, men, men!

Amanda: Hello?

Mitch: Rachel?

Amanda: No. Who's this?

Mitch: Amanda? Amanda -- look, this is Mitch.

Amanda: Oh, yes.

Mitch: Is your mom there?

Amanda: No, she's not.

Mitch: Oh. Give her a message for me, please.

Amanda: Yeah, sure. Hang on, let me get a pencil or something. Ok, go ahead.

Mitch: Um -- tell her to -- to come to pier seven.

Amanda: All right. Is that it? Mitch? This is the first time

Michael: All right, all right, all right, all right, calm down here. Wait a minute, we got it. This is very important.

John: Yes.

Michael: I know we couldn't top what this last gift was, to tell you the truth.

John: No, it's going to be hard.

Michael: But I want you to know, this is from all of us.

John: Oh, really?

Jamie: Yours, truly.

Cass: This is serious.

John: A serious one? You're here to tell me a year's supply of tongue depressors is not a serious gift?

Cass: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

John: I'll tell you serious.

Michael: Drum roll, drum roll.

John: Serious?

Michael: No reading.

Matt: It is a --

John: What is it?

Matt: Beeper!

[Cheers]

Michael: A beeper!

Cass: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

John: Oh, a beeper. How'd you guess that, Matt?

Matt: Well --

Jamie: Did it go off?

Matt: Years of experience.

Michael: Hey, donít make fun of it. It's state-of-the-art right there.

Zack: Yeah, that sucker will beep you down anytime, anywhere.

Cass: Anytime, anywhere.

Jamie: Anytime, anywhere.

John: Is there an echo in here?

Zack: Anytime.

Jamie: You're going to be on call 24 hours a day, Dr. Hudson.

Michael: From now on.

Jamie: That's right.

Zack: Wedding day and wedding night.

Matt: Honeymoon.

Zack: Honeymoon.

Jamie: Honeymoon.

John: Nah! They wouldnít do that.

Cass: Hey -- just covered the Hippocratic Oath.

Michael: That's right.

Jamie: The new version.

Michael: Thou shall answer no beeper before its time, no matter what.

Cass: No matter what.

John: I'll make sure that I do.

Zack: For about a month or so.

John: Hey, what did I ever do to deserve a bunch of great guys like you?

Cass: Yeah!

Michael: I can tell -- I can tell you are deeply moved. Yeah? Right? Yeah?

Cass: I move we get another drink, come on.

Jamie: What do I want here? Maybe a beer.

Matt: Hey, I'm getting worried about Dad. He hasn't called, he hasn't showed up.

Jamie: Donít worry. I'm sure he'll show.

Matt: Yeah.

Cass: Matt, maybe his schedule just got changed.

Jamie: Yeah.

Matt: Well, it was clear, as far as I know.

Zack: Hey, Matt, why donít you help me in the kitchen, ok? Excuse us.

Matt: Oh, yeah.

Jamie: Oh, the kitchen. Yeah, we'll see. So where's the opener, have you seen it?

Cecile: Oh, my two favorite men in the whole world.

Jamie: Uh, listen -- I think I'm going to say good night to John.

Cecile: Good night?

Jamie: Yeah. I have to get back to the hospital.

Cecile: Oh.

Jamie: Excuse me.

Cass: So it's not just me. You have that effect on every man. You know, Cecile, I didnít see you for a minute.

Cecile: Worried?

Cass: No, no, no, on the contrary. I had this brief, fleeting hope that you had gone away.

Cecile: Oh, no. Miss this great party?

Cass: What are you doing, Cecile?

Cecile: What do you mean, Cass?

Cass: Donít play the innocent with me. Please, it doesn't become you. It's too much of a stretch.

Cecile: Now, why the sarcasm, hmm?

Cass: I told you last night, and I donít want to have to keep on telling you -- that you're out of my life and you're going to stay out. We're over.

Cecile: Ok, ok, ok. I donít blame you, I donít, because I know that I have pulled a few dirty tricks on you in my --

Cass: Tricks? You can describe what you've done to me as tricks?

Cecile: All right! Oh, but, see, I want you to forget all about that. No more tricks, I promise you. See, that's all over now.

Cass: Yeah, it's all over now, Cecile.

Cecile: Why, because of that Frame girl?

Cass: Hey, she's not "that Frame girl."

Cecile: Hmm.

Cass: She has a name. Her name is Frankie. Stop that. And what I feel or donít feel for her has nothing to do with us.

Cecile: I agree.

Cass: No, what I mean is, because there is no "us."

Cecile: I only hope that she doesn't get in our way down the line.

Cass: And I also might add that there is not going to be any down the -- Cecile, I know what you're trying to do, and it's not going to work. My life is none of your business, you got that?

Cecile: Oh!

Cass: Come on, you got that? Huh?

Cecile: Please.

Zack: Cass?

Cass: What? I'm sorry. What, Zack?

Zack: The special-delivery package is outside the kitchen door.

Cass: Oh, right. Uh -- your majesty --

Cecile: Oh.

John: Mike, I really appreciate this whole party. It's just -- it's been a lot of fun. I know how difficult it must be for you, especially after what happened to Donna today.

Michael: Well, thanks. She says she's feeling a lot better.

John: She seemed to be doing all right at Sharleneís party.

Michael: John, if I ever catch the guy that did that to her, I'll rip his lungs out.

Cass: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

John: Huh.

Cass: One last item on the agenda.

Michael: Yes, it looks like something.

Zack: This is for you.

John: Oh, oh, what could it be?

Zack and Matt: Yeah.

John: Well, it canít be a washer. I got one of those. And --

Michael: It's the biggest stapler.

Zack: The card reads "to John, from the guys at Frame Construction."

Matt: Ooh.

John: Those guys.

Zack: Ok.

Matt: John, I think you should come over and see what's, um, to see. Ahem.

Michael: Hey, hey, hey, hey.

John: I donít know. Somehow I donít trust you guys.

Michael: Drum roll, please.

Zack: Right?

Michael: You're getting warmer. Hold on there.

Matt: Jeez!

John: Whoa! I --

Matt: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

Men: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

[Sam hums]

Olivia: Hi. Hi, am I too late?

Sam: I thought you'd left.

Olivia: No. I went shopping. I know you love pasta primavera.

Sam: What?

Olivia: Pasta primavera. I'm going to cook it for you tomorrow night when Amandaís in New York.

Sam: Well, Olivia --

Olivia: And you know what else I have? I have wonderful "on-deev."

Sam: Huh?

Olivia: "On-deev." Salad. Oh, endive. You'll love it. It's great. And for dessert, fresh raspberries.

Sam: Yeah, listen --

Olivia: You get to have whipped cream, I donít. I'm on a diet, but you'll love it. And you know what else I have? I rented two great woody Allen films. My favorites -- "Sleeper" and "Annie Hall." We can watch them after dinner.

Sam: Wait a minute. How did you know I liked Woody Allen?

Olivia: Just a hunch. So, what time's good tomorrow night?

Sam: Uh -- Olivia, that's what I've been trying to tell you. Amandaís not going to New York.

Olivia: She's -- but I thought that --

Sam: No. Well, she changed her mind. She did.

Olivia: Oh. Oh, well, that means more pasta for me. You know how I love to eat. Anyway, you know what? I have to go now.

Sam: Olivia, wait a minute. Listen, why donít you take that -- all that food you got and stick it in the freezer somewhere and come have dinner with us? I mean, I know Amanda and I would love to have you.

Amanda: Evan?

Evan: Oh, Amanda, great. You're just in time to see the marketing presentation I planned for tomorrow.

Amanda: Oh, wait, I need to talk to you.

Evan: No, no, take a look at this first. Now, listen, I got us hotel accommodations, all right? I've taken care of everything for our trip. And I even got us reservations in a restaurant that nobody could get into.

Amanda: No --

Evan: Look, it's going to be a lot of fun. I just hope we're not too busy to go out to dinner.

Amanda: Maybe you'd better discuss all of this with my mother, all right?

Evan: Why?

Amanda: She's going to be going in my place.

Griffen: You had it?

Lucas: Yes.

Griffen: In your hands?

Lucas: How many times do I have to tell you?

Griffen: And you let it go?

Lucas: Yes, damn it.

Griffen: I donít believe this.

Lucas: No, if you had gotten the swan from Donna, we'd be set.

Griffen: Oh, that's right, blame me.

Lucas: Listen, we're wasting time talking. I want you to search every inch of this dock for Mitch, got it?

Griffen: What are you going to do?

Lucas: He's hurt, he's bleeding. I hit him hard. He's going to try for home. If he gets there, I'm going to be there waiting for him.

Singer: Tell you what I got in mind 'cause we're runnin' out of time wonít you ever

Cecile: They get these girls through an agency, donít they?

Cass: That's right.

Cecile: Jumping out of a box, doing this little tease number. You'd think they would have found someone with a good body.

Cass: Put a sock in it, will you, Cecile?

Cecile: Oh, be quiet. You know --

Frankie: All right, surprise!

Singer: She drives me crazy and I canít help myself

Rachel: Mitch? Mitch?

Rachel: Mitch?

Rachel: Mitch? My God, Mitch! Mitch!

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