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Another World Transcript Friday 10/21/05
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Proofread by Daniel
[Knock on door]
Cass: All right, all right. Donít break the door down. What idiot would come charging in here at 6:30 in the morning? Frankie! Are you ok?
Frankie: You know, other than Cecile, am I ok, or the fact that we're fighting? No, I'm fine.
Cass: Frankie, do you know what time it is?
Frankie: Yes, I do, but I couldn't sleep.
Cass: Well, neither could I, with all of the racket you were creating here.
Frankie: Look, I'm going to make this short and sweet. I have a ton of things to do for this wedding and you're first on my list.
Cass: I'm honored.
Frankie: Cass, I'm going alone.
Frankie: To John and Sharleneís wedding.
Frankie: It is all settled. I thought it over and it is really best this way. I mean, the way I figure it, you could either go or not go, but if you donít go, you canít go with me because I'm going anyway, so there.
Cass: Wait a minute--
Frankie: But if you go, you can either go with me or go alone. But that is where the problem is, isnít it? Yeah, because you donít want to be seen with me, right? Either because you are mad at me or because you donít want to blow my cover--whatever.
Cass: Look, is it ok if I make some coffee?
Frankie: No, I do not have time.
Frankie: So maybe it is because you really want to go with Cecile.
Cass: Cecile is not invited.
Frankie: Well, it does not matter anyway because I'm letting you off the hook.
Cass: Do I get to say anything?
Cass: Oh, good. First of all, I'm going to the wedding.
Cass: And second of all, I want to go with you.
Frankie: What about Lucas? What about the fight we had?
Cass: Forget all that.
Cass: There is one problem; I do not want to go to the wedding.
Cass: Wedding days haven't exactly been lucky for me, you know?
[Car engine stops]
[Car door slams]
Josie: John, any luck?
John: No, did she call?
John: I've looked everywhere I can think of. Nobody called?
Josie: No. This is all my fault. If I hadn't been so selfish about meeting Lucas.
John: Look, she didnít show up at the loft, did she?
Josie: No. John, something has happened to her!
John: Listen, we donít know that. We donít know that. Sharlene is a sensible woman; there's got to be an explanation.
Josie: She's been gone all night.
John: I know, I know. Josie, I donít know what to do. I'm going to call the police.
Josie: John, John!
Sharlene: Oh, honey, it's all right. It's all right, I'm fine.
Josie: I've been so worried.
Sharlene: I'm fine. Yes, I am. I'm sorry. Oh, baby.
John: We did not know what happened to you. I did not know if you were hurt, if you just changed your mind.
Sharlene: No. Donít you know I wouldnít miss this day for the world?
John: Sharlene, where were you?
John: ...Just driving around all night.
Sharlene: I had a lot to think about.
Josie: Mama, this is not like you. You do not do things like this.
Sharlene: Honey--well, I do not get married every day either, you know? Please, can we just let this go, please? I'm fine. I am here. I am excited, I am ok, and I would love a cup of coffee.
Josie: I will make it for you.
Sharlene: Thank you. Darling, I'm sorry I scared you. Give me a moment with John, ok?
Josie: The sun is coming up; the groom isnít supposed to see the bride.
Sharlene: Sweetheart, donít say it. I am not dressed up yet, so it's fine, all right?
Sharlene: Go on.
John: Come here. Sharlene, I donít know whether to be angry with you or relieved.
Sharlene: John, I'm sorry. I would not ruin this day. I did not mean to.
John: Where were you?
Sharlene: After I left the rehearsal, I went to the video loft.
Sharlene: Because Lucas and Josie were there. He was coaching her. He was helping her. John, he was touching her. I did not know how far he would go. I didnít--it was all I could do to not--but it did not go any further than what I saw.
John: Sharlene, listen, how long were you there?
Sharlene: John, as soon as Josie left--I was there and I stayed until she left, and then I fainted.
John: You what?
Sharlene: John, I did--I'm fine.
John: No. Listen, Sharlene, if you fainted then there's got to be something wrong--
Sharlene: I hadn't eaten all day. And in case you haven't noticed, weddings are very stressful.
John: You should never have gone to this loft.
Sharlene: I had to go.
Sharlene: John, do not blame me, please. I had to find out that she was all right. Josie is so impressionable and Lucas is so--
John: All right, I know.
Sharlene: So it was hot, the lights were on--
John: And you fainted. Were you unconscious all night?
John: Then where were you? What happened?
Sharlene: I do not know. Lucas found me.
Sharlene: He found me and he took me to the sofa. I donít know, John, all the sudden I was very tired and I guess I fell asleep.
John: Well, why didnít Lucas call me?
Sharlene: I told him that I was all right, and I was. I was fine. I wish he had called you, but I was fine and I came home as soon as I woke up.
John: Sweetheart, do you have any idea how worried I was?
Sharlene: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I know I am overprotective of Josie, John.
John: You have got to let her grow up. You have got to start trusting her.
Sharlene: I trust her. It is him I donít trust.
John: Sharlene, do you think that she would have believed that you trusted her if she had caught you there last night?
Sharlene: No, I know that. This is not how I wanted to start today.
John: Come here. This day hasn't started so bad. Look at that beautiful sunrise. I still think it is a good day for a wedding. How 'bout you?
Sharlene: Can we forget about last night?
John: Under one condition: We get something to eat and you get some rest. Ok?
John: I will be at Mike's if you need me. Are you sure you are all right?
Sharlene: I am absolutely sure.
John: No second thoughts?
Sharlene: I am absolutely sure. Now get out of here. Let me get dressed.
John: Good-bye, Ms. Watts.
Sharlene: [Laughs] I wonít be hearing that too much longer, will I?
John: No, you wonít. You know what? Mrs. Hudson suits you much better.
Sharlene: I could not agree more. Later.
Derek: There is only one thing better than sleeping next to you.
Stacey: What's that?
Derek: Waking up next to you.
Stacey: I was dreaming about you.
Derek: You would have a lot of explaining to do if you werenít.
Stacey: I dreamt that we were in this enchanted place.
Derek: Did it look like this?
Stacey: It felt like this. And then when I opened my eyes, for a minute I didnít know whether this was real or not.
Derek: It's real--all of it. Especially the way I feel about you.
Stacey: You know, this room is the first place that you told me that you love me.
Derek: That's one of the reasons I wanted to come back here. I just thought of something.
Derek: I haven't told you that I love you today, have I?
Stacey: Why, no, I do not think you have.
Stacey: But that is ok. You donít have to. I already know you do.
Singer: ...Never having known how sweet a place oh how I dream I might be like the river wind
Stacey: I am awake, aren't I?
Derek: Oh, yes. Trust me--this is so much better than dreaming.
Stacey: Why is that?
Derek: It doesn't have to end.
Singer: Oh how I envy the cup that holds your lips
Frankie: Hey, if I were you, I would stay far away from anything in white, too.
Frankie: Why bring up bad memories? And just being there with me would probably make it worse, right, reminding you of how I blew your whole life by opening my big mouth--
Cass: Frankie, will you shut up?
Cass: I will go. I think I should go.
Frankie: Donít force yourself, Cass.
Cass: I am not.
Frankie: You do not have to pretend with me. I understand the conflict here. I happen to be a very sensitive person.
Cass: Who does not listen.
Frankie: I'm trying to spare your feelings. You always act as if nothing touches you. You're always fine.
Cass: And you can put the finger on the pulse of my problem, is that it? Huh?
Frankie: Is Cecile still here?
Cass: Yes, she is upstairs. In the other bedroom, I might add.
Frankie: I wish you would tell me what you are really feeling.
Cass: That I think I could handle this wedding--even enjoy myself--if I were to go with you.
Cass: Really. Now can I go back to sleep?
Frankie: Look, you do not have to prove anything. Not to me or to anybody else.
Cass: Frankie, I'm going to the wedding.
Frankie: Ok. It's your funeral.
Cass: I will meet you there? Hey, thanks a lot for waking me up.
Frankie: You are quite welcome. Bye.
[Phone rings] Oh, what fresh hell is this? Hello.
Cecile: Hello, Cass?
Cass: Cecile? Why aren't you upstairs in bed? Why aren't I upstairs in bed?
Cecile: Oh, honey, did I wake you up?
Cass: No, somebody else already took care of that, Cecile. I'm almost afraid to ask this, but here goes anyway--what do you want?
Cecile: Well, they told me that I could make one phone call.
Cass: Who is they?
Cecile: Actually, it was Officer Muldoon.
Evan: Breakfast for the bride.
Frankie: Oh, hey.
Sharlene: Did you do this?
Evan: No, actually, Josie did. My job is to make sure that you eat.
Josie: Among other things.
Frankie: Look, just because you're the only male Frame in the house, donít start getting bossy.
Evan: Just calm down for a minute. I just want to make sure she does not pass out as I'm walking her down the aisle.
Sharlene: Donít worry. I'm starving.
Frankie: Sharlene, look at this.
Frankie: I am so glad I did your joint chart, because you and John have Neptune training Venus.
Josie: What does that mean?
Frankie: Oh, it is very favorable. It means a union of old souls. You see, you guys were--hey! You guys were lovers in your past lives and you've had to work through all kinds of karma to get back to each other.
Josie: That is so romantic.
Evan: Yeah, it says that in there, right.
Frankie: Yes, it does, if you know how to read it.
Evan: I'll tell you what; I'm going to get that because the caterers are supposed to call at 9:00.
Frankie: Right on time.
Evan: Hello? Yes, yes. Well, the tent is already up. Yes, that sounds fine.
Frankie: You know, you are very lucky that John is a Pisces, because he is a very gentle, understanding, emotional person.
Sharlene: Well, he certainly is.
Frankie: Yes, he is. And you Geminiís can be so rigid. Capricorn males--Sharlene, forget about them.
Josie: Frankie, maybe you should do my chart. You can tell if I'm going to win this contest or not.
Frankie: Well, if you change your attitude, maybe I will give it a shot.
Evan: Wait a second--you said you were going to bring the ice.
Sharlene: What else can you tell?
Frankie: Well, let's see, you've got Venus in your first house and Jupiter is in the fourth. This is a healing relationship for you and John; it's freed a lot in both of you.
Sharlene: Well, he is certainly going to be glad to hear that.
Frankie: Give me a sip of this.
Josie: You have got to finish eating because you've got to start getting ready for your wedding.
Sharlene: I'm done, I'm done. Let's go.
Frankie: You finished all that food already?
Sharlene: Yeah. I told you I was hungry. Here, let me--
Frankie: Hmm! What do you think you're doing? Put that down.
Frankie: Evan and I are going to handle everything down here, and that includes the dishes. So, you go get gorgeous.
Evan: Wait a second; I do not do dishes.
Frankie: Hey, go get more gorgeous, ok?
Josie: What are you going to do with your hair?
Sharlene: I am not doing a fancy 'do, that's what I'm not doing.
Josie: Oh, come on! Let me do your hair!
Evan: No, that sounds fine. Thank you very much. Wait a second, tell me I'm going to do dishes. Now I want to know, what is all this about anyway? Is it really--
Frankie: Well, somebody's got to deal with the important stuff, and that's why I'm throwing in the change.
Sharlene: Ok, what do you think?
Josie: I thought I was going to do your hair.
Sharlene: You'll get your chance; just a second. If you see this from the back, I think you will... you donít like it?
Josie: It's not that.
Sharlene: What's wrong?
Josie: I just feel awful about yesterday.
Sharlene: Me, too, Jos.
Josie: I canít stop thinking about it. I was so inconsiderate.
Sharlene: I was worried for you, Josie. Modeling seems to be taking over your life.
Josie: It is my life.
Sharlene: No, you still have family. And there's Matthew--
Josie: Matthew understands.
Sharlene: And I donít.
Josie: I wish you would. I wish you could see that I have my own life now.
Sharlene: Yes, but having your own life means that you accept responsibility... that you realize you canít do everything you want--not every minute, Jos.
Sharlene: But you are an adult now. I'm sorry, too, because I have to keep reminding myself of that. Sometimes, sweetheart, all I see are memories of that little baby, that golden-haired little girl you used to be. You still have the same smile, and that is not fair, Jos. I am all sentimental.
Josie: Oh, it's ok. Mothers are supposed to be sentimental. But I am not a little girl anymore.
Sharlene: No, you are not. You are a woman, and a lot of important things are happening for you.
Josie: Yeah, I have a career now.
Sharlene: And you have someone you love. And do not neglect the love, ok, Jos?
Josie: I wonít, but I want to be someone.
Sharlene: You are someone. Josie, you are someone special. Do you know something? I have spent my whole life worrying about all the wrong things. Because when I look back on the bad times, it is not the jobs I think of, it is not the stuff we did not have, it's--Josie, it is how lonely those times were, and that is what made them so hard.
Josie: Things are different now.
Sharlene: Yeah, they are different now. Yeah, we found our family and we found ourselves and we have friends. And isnít it wonderful to be surrounded by people who really care about you?
Josie: Oh, yeah, it is. I have Matthew and my father and I have you.
Sharlene: A lot to be grateful for.
Josie: Yeah, I know.
Sharlene: The future has never looked brighter for either one of us.
Josie: I know it.
Sharlene: And Josie, I want you to grasp every minute of it, ok?
Josie: I love you.
Sharlene: I love you, too, baby. Baby!
John: That is good, yes. I think I will pass on the mantra; I would rather be nervous in English. But this is nice.
Donna: Hello? Good morning.
Frankie: Hi, Donna.
John: Hey, Donna.
Donna: Hi, how are you?
John: Is Mike in the car?
Donna: No, we came in separate cars. He is running some errands.
John: But he is on his way?
Donna: Yeah, as far as I know. Is Sharlene upstairs?
Frankie: Yeah, so is Josie. Go on up.
Donna: Are you all right?
John: I think so.
Frankie: He's great.
John: Oh, hi, Mike. There you are.
Michael: Hi, how you doing? Little jumpy, are you?
John: No, not too badly. I just do not want to be in a rush, you know?
Michael: Good, take it easy.
John: I left my tux in the car, so I'll meet you out there.
Michael: Ok, I will see you out there.
Donna: I sent a limo to the airport to pick up Marley. I did not know what flight she was on, so I just told the driver to wait.
Michael: Good, good. I canít wait to see her.
Donna: I canít either. It has been a long time since we have all been together as a family.
Michael: Yeah, I know. Actually, as fond as she is of John, I still did not think she would come back here for this.
Donna: I'm glad you agreed to wait--
Michael: Donna, donít.
Donna: ...To tell everybody about the separation. Maybe there will not be one after all, you know?
Michael: Do not count on it.
Donna: Yeah, I guess I canít. I guess you have seen to that.
Donna: Oh, I like that one. Believe me--you should pack more nightgowns than clothes on this trip. No, seriously, this is a honeymoon; it is not a business trip. Do you think Frankie and Josie are almost finished?
Sharlene: Oh, yeah, I think they are, because they are just putting on make-up.
Donna: Do you want to go first, or shall I?
Sharlene: Oh, no. Go ahead, really. I've got packing.
Donna: Ok. I'm glad you are not nervous.
Sharlene: You know, it's funny. I thought I would be.
Donna: I was a wreck. I do not know why... I'd never been so sure of anything in my whole life.
Sharlene: You know, Donna, I really admire you and Michael, the way you found each other after all those years. You never gave up, did you?
Donna: We have had our ups and downs.
Sharlene: Yeah, and you've made it through them and you still love each other. That is the kind of marriage I hope John and I have--a lasting one.
Donna: Yes, that is what one would hope for. I brought you something borrowed.
Donna: Clara Hudson gave me this on our last anniversary.
Sharlene: Oh, Donna. Oh, Donna, it is just beautiful. I will be proud to wear it.
Frankie: Bathroom is free.
Donna: Oh, good.
Sharlene: Look what Donna gave me. This was Clara Hudsonís.
Frankie: Oh, Donna, it's beautiful. So you've got the borrowed part covered, right?
Josie: And I have something new for you.
Frankie: Come on, come on. Open it, open it.
Sharlene: For heaven's sakes, Jos, you gave me the picture.
Josie: Open it.
Sharlene: I'm so excited. Stop it, stop it. I am sorry about the wrapping, honey. Wait, does it open?
Donna: Oh, Josie, that is exquisite.
Josie: Do you like it?
Sharlene: Josie, this must have cost a fortune. Honey, of course I love it. But--
Josie: But nothing. I earned the money. If I want to buy you an expensive present, I'll buy you an expensive present.
Sharlene: I think we should talk about this--
Frankie: Yes, but later, ok? Look, Sharlene, open this.
Sharlene: Oh, honestly.
Frankie: Come on!
Sharlene: Ah! Something blue.
Frankie: It's lapis lazuli. It's the stone of the first path, the major arcana.
Sharlene: Thank you.
Frankie: You focus on it and it will help you achieve your greatest goal.
Donna: How about something old?
Sharlene: Something old, something old--the old part are my mother's earrings.
Donna: Oh, those are lovely.
Josie: So I guess you are all set.
Josie: Will you wear the watch?
Sharlene: I will wear it.
Donna: I'm going to put another layer of make-up on.
Sharlene: Hey, donít rush, because I left my favorite lipstick downstairs in my jacket pocket.
Josie: I will get it for you.
Sharlene: No, no--I will get it.
Josie: Do you think maybe she's a little bit nervous?
Frankie: Well, I hope so, because I know I am.
Josie: I have to get some more make-up on.
Evan: Sharlene, what's up?
Sharlene: I was looking for my lipstick and I found something in my pocket, and I do not know how it got there.
Evan: Well, what is it?
Sharlene: It's nothing. It's nothing. I am being silly; I am rattling on. I've got to get ready.
Evan: Are you almost ready?
Sharlene: I'm almost ready.
Evan: Can I say something to you? I May not get a chance to say it later.
Sharlene: Yeah, what is it?
Evan: Well, I am really happy for you and I am proud to be giving you away.
Sharlene: Evan, I wouldnít have it any other way.
Evan: You donít understand, this means a lot to me, especially after all the junk I've put everybody through.
Sharlene: Evan, you are a Frame; you are family.
Evan: Yeah, but I'm not so sure the rest of the family would go for that. I've managed to rub almost everybody else the wrong way.
Sharlene: Would you please not take all that on your shoulders? We are pretty a pretty headstrong bunch.
Evan: You know, you mean a lot to me. And I have never felt like I had a real family until you accepted me. So this is the first time in my life I've really felt like I know who I am.
Sharlene: I can tell.
Evan: So, you are just about to be married and I am still family. If you need anything, all you gotta do is ask.
Sharlene: Ok, you mean that?
Evan: Of course I do.
Sharlene: All right, then there is something you could do for me.
Evan: You just name it.
Sharlene: Josie is working for Lucas and Iris now. I would appreciate it if you would keep an eye on her. Nothing obvious, Evan, just--
Sharlene: Because my little girl is growing up real fast.
Evan: Listen, donít you worry. I will take care of her for you.
Sharlene: Somehow I knew I could count on you.
Michael: Hey, do you have the rings?
John: No, you have got them.
Michael: Oh, sorry. You are right, I do.
John: You ok? You look a little distracted.
Michael: Absolutely, man, I'm fine.
John: Then why did you put your tux in the car when you knew we were coming here?
Michael: It is not a rental, man; I got it from the cleaners.
John: Your shoes, too?
Michael: Shoes--no, I had them polished.
Michael: I did not really know if I would get around to it.
John: Well, you look nice.
Michael: Thanks. Hey, your stud. Let me fix your stud.
John: I can do it, I can do it.
Michael: Would you let me do it? Let me do it. Your hands are shaking, do you know that?
John: You're not supposed to notice that.
Michael: Well, you're among friends here. Donít worry t out it, ok? Wait a minute.
John: Just push it in there.
Michael: You're coordinated. There you go.
John: Oh, look at me. I never thought I would get married like this. I look so...
Michael: Well, donít worry about it. I tell you what, we can have Angela tie-dye that shirt for you.
John: Do you think she would?
Michael: Why not? I mean, we all know you got a little sixties blood still flowing around in your veins. Donít worry, man, all right? Nobody is going to think you are a yuppie just because you're wearing a regular tux.
John: Thank you.
Michael: And of course, if you do begin to worry, I want you to just--come here. Close your eyes and think of these immortal words.
Singer: The purpose of a man is to love a woman
John: You stink, you know that?
Michael: Sorry, it's gone.
John: Listen. You are my big brother and my best man, aren't you supposed to give me some sage advice?
Michael: Hmm. Well, I will tell you what--never take your wife for granted. And number two, never get yourself in a situation where you cannot be completely honest with her.
John: I hadn't planned to.
Michael: I believe that if you are completely honest with the person that you love, you can get through everything and anything.
Officer Muldoon: All right, let's just go over this once more, shall we, miss?
Cecile: Whatever you say.
Officer Muldoon: This time, no fairy tales. Name?
Cecile: Cecile Depoulignac.
Officer Muldoon: Now, here comes the real tricky part. Address?
Cecile: I do not have one, I already told you that. I'm staying with a friend. But until recently, I resided in Tanquir.
Officer Muldoon: And I have already told you I never heard of Tanquir.
Cecile: Well, it's there. It is an island country, a protectorate in the Mediterranean.
Officer Muldoon: So you say. We will check it out. Occupation?
Cecile: Queen, consort to his royal majesty, the king of Tanquir.
Officer Muldoon: That is not a job.
Cecile: You try it.
Officer Muldoon: You're a queen?
Cecile: I was. I quit.
Officer Muldoon: Ok, queen Cecile. On this island of yours, do they happen to have traffic laws?
Cecile: Of course they do.
Officer Muldoon: Good. So this wonít be a totally foreign concept to you--you were driving without a license and without an id.
Cecile: That is because I always had a chauffeur in Tanquir, so I just did not think about it.
Officer Muldoon: And is that why you took off like a bat out of hell when I pulled by and signaled you to pull over?
Cecile: Well, you unnerved me with your sirens and your lights. I just lost my head for a moment.
Officer Muldoon: Oh, so when you found your head, you slowed down and waved to me?
Cecile: Well, I just wanted y to know I was all right.
Officer Muldoon: Oh, how considerate.
Cecile: I try.
Officer Muldoon: You know, if I didnít know better, I would think that you wanted me to pick you up.
Cecile: Well, donít be ridiculous. I thought I had diplomatic immunity or something.
Officer Muldoon: Uh-huh, yeah. You wanted me to pick you up.
Cecile: I wanted you to collar me and haul me in here like a common criminal? Obviously you still haven't realized with whom you're dealing.
Officer Muldoon: Oh, I know a nut when I see one.
Cecile: I am royalty.
Officer Muldoon: You are a royal pain in my backside.
Cass: All right, Cecile, I am here.
Cecile: Cass, finally.
Cass: What is going on?
Cecile: I am being raked over the coals.
Officer Muldoon: Do you know this woman?
Cass: Unfortunately I do, officer.
Cecile: What took you so long? This numbskull has been browbeating me for hours.
Cecile: Because he is a bully.
Cass: No, what did you do? Why am I here?
Cecile: Because you are a dear and loyal friend.
Cass: Cecile, you better have a real good reason for dragging me down here today.
Cecile: I do.
Cass: Well, I am waiting.
Cecile: I have been arrested.
Cass: Oh, my head.
Derek: What are you smiling about?
Stacey: Well, I was remembering the first time that I met you in that dark alley.
Derek: Yeah, there was snow on the ground and it was cold.
Stacey: Boy, I was so scared. I remember all I had to go on was this message that I had gotten from some guy that says he wants to help Felicia. I did not know what to expect.
Derek: Well, I sure didnít expect you, that is for sure. I mean, I could not believe this beautiful woman was Fannieís lawyer. We were so different.
Stacey: But I tried to fit into your world, remember?
Stacey: Come on, when we went looking for that gun that was used to kill Jason Frame, and I put on your clothes.
Derek: You looked pretty funny in my clothes.
Stacey: I thought I looked pretty decent.
Derek: No, you had all you hair tucked up under my hat and these big brown eyes going out like this.
Stacey: You were going to sell me.
Derek: Not really. We can laugh about it now, but you were really frightened then; you were scared.
Stacey: I was scared. But I knew that I could trust you, almost right from the beginning.
Derek: I did not want to admit it, but I knew I could trust you, too.
Stacey: You had such a gentle and caring way about you.
Derek: You have given me so much, including a birthday. I mean, before I met you, there was no one who wanted to celebrate my being born, including me. So I made up my mind that I would not care about it, but that changed with you. I finally found something.
Stacey: Derek, I never met anyone like you.
Derek: I sure never met anyone like you. It's kind of a miracle, isnít it?
Stacey: For me it sure is. You are the first person that ever saw through that wall that I build up around me.
Derek: Are you ok?
Stacey: More than ok. You unlocked my heart.
Josie: I was wondering if maybe you'd heard anything about the fresh faces?
Evan: Now, what would I hear?
Josie: The winner.
Evan: Josie, why would I care about that?
Evan: Ok, no, I haven't heard who it is, but in my opinion, you are the front runner.
Josie: Do you really think so? I mean, those girls, they were so professional.
Evan: Well, so are you, so just relax.
Josie: I canít. They're announcing the winner on Thanksgiving; that's less than a week. My whole life could change if I win.
Evan: You really want this, donít you?
Josie: Oh, who wouldnít. I mean, if I'm the "Sophisticate" girl, all my worries will be over.
Evan: Oh, you think that's all it takes, huh?
Josie: Yeah. I mean, I'll have my own apartment and more money than I've ever seen in my life and I'll be recognized--
Evan: Hold on. There's more to this job than perks and a 6-figure salary.
Josie: I know.
Evan: Do you? There's 18-hour days, tremendous pressure--hard, hard work. Are you ready for that?
Josie: I will do whatever it takes.
Evan: Well, you say that now, but it may not be so easy to give up your freedom, Josie. I know what I'm talking about.
Josie: It will be worth it.
Evan: I thought the same thing, too. Power, money, prestige--they are not the answers to everything, Josie. Believe me, I know what I'm saying.
Cass: Ms. Depoulignac tells me that you are not totally convinced that she is who she says she is.
Officer Muldoon: That is right.
Cass: Well, she is. I have known her for many glorious years.
Officer Muldoon: I havenít. And until she shows me some sort of id, I cannot let her go.
Cass: Well, how about a social-security card or a credit card?
Cecile: Cass, I never needed that stuff in Tanquir.
Cass: Terrific, Cecile, terrific.
Cecile: Look, I have already told you, I have all of my legal papers in a safe-deposit box in the bank of Bay City, but that is not good enough for this guy.
Officer Muldoon: You ever hear this one? A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, and this bird is going to stay right here until she shows me some sort of proof.
Cecile: See? He is impossible!
Officer Muldoon: Hey, show me some id and I'll spring ya. Until then, you will be my guest right here. That is the bottom line.
Cass: Do you want id? Here, id.
Officer Muldoon: That is yours. I do not need to see yours.
Cass: I'm a lawyer, a member of the bar association. Ms. Depoulignac is my client. She is telling you the truth; I stake my reputation on it.
Officer Muldoon: Big deal. Is she staying with you?
Cass: Temporarily, yes.
Officer Muldoon: And have you happened to visit Tanquir?
Cass: I have, nice place.
Officer Muldoon: Let me guess--you are the king?
Cass: [Laughs] He's got a sense of humor, Cecile, that is good. Look, you may not buy her story, but I guarantee you it happens to be the truth. Hey, come on, be a pal. I mean, she has to get into her safe-deposit box in order to prove to you that she is on the level, right?
Officer Muldoon: Then you go get her credentials.
Cass: You know I canít do that! No bank is going to open up a safe-deposit box unless she is there. You will not release her so that she can get the proof to be released. You are brilliant, you know that?
Officer Muldoon: Rules is rules.
Cass: This is America, pal. People do not have to go walking around with papers proving who they are.
Officer Muldoon: They do if they break the law.
Cass: Break the law? What did you do?
Cecile: 70 in a 30.
Cass: Oh. Hey, come on. You canít hold her for a simple traffic violation.
Officer Muldoon: Add to that driving without a license and resisting arrest.
Cass: Be reasonable.
Officer Muldoon: I am, that is why no fancy uptown attorney is going to sweet talk her highness out of here. Either she shows the id or she stays.
Cass you know, you are being totally ridiculous, jocko; you could release her into my custody.
Officer Muldoon: Nope.
Cass: "Nope"? What do you mean, "Nope"?
Officer Muldoon: Because I do not like your attitude. Now get out here.
Cass: You're kicking me out of here?
Officer Muldoon: Mm-hmm.
Cass: You smug, self-righteous, simple-minded, pig-headed dweeb! What is this, a police state?
Officer Muldoon: No, it is a police station, and you have just assaulted an officer.
Cass: Oh, no, no, no. Come on, now, that was a finger, that wasn't assault.
Officer Muldoon: I will decide that, because you have just crossed the line, mister.
Stacey: Well, I guess it is time to say good-bye to this old place, not that I want to.
Derek: You are afraid to leave?
Stacey: No. It is just that it was so easy and so perfect.
Derek: I guess it will not be like that when I go back to Frame Construction and you spend half your time in court.
Stacey: Maybe not. But you know what? We will always have this place.
Stacey: And we made it happen. Nobody can take that away from us.
Derek: There is no turning back, is there? But maybe...
Stacey: Maybe what?
Derek: We can stay a little longer.
Officer Muldoon: Why donít you cool off in there?
Cecile: Well, I guess--
Cass: Not a word, Cecile. Not one word.
Michael: Well, well, well. What do you think?
John: I think you are right; we came way too early.
Michael: Whoop--hey, hey, hey. Come on, buddy, you wanted to check it out, now, check it out.
John: Why didnít you tell me that this waiting would be so nerve-wracking?
Michael: Why, and spoil the surprise?
John: You are all heart, you know that? Maybe it is better that I didnít know.
Michael: It is going to be a lot better. You are going to feel much differently after this is all over.
John: Different? How?
Michael: Well, let's see, you will be more calm, you will be happy, and you will be proud. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.
John: I guess you must. You and Donna are such a good team.
Michael: Thank you.
John: I want what you and Donna have for Sharlene and me. It is very special.
Frankie: Do we look ok?
Evan: You look better than ok. Listen, I want to take one for prosperity sake; I've got a blonde, a red head, and a brunette. God, I've died and gone to heaven. Now just smile, ok? All you've got to say is the magic word, which is "Evan."
Evan: [Laughs] That is great.
Josie: Well, is that it?
Evan: I want to take one more.
Frankie: No, save some film for the church, ok?
Evan: I've got plenty of film.
Josie: I really should check on the bride. I mean, we do not want to be late for the wedding.
Donna: Your mother might just need a few minutes for herself.
Frankie: I donít get it. What is the delay?
Donna: She is in love.
Frankie: Then wouldnít you want to get it over with as soon as possible?
Donna: I donít know how I can explain this, but you do not want to rush on your wedding day. You will understand when you fall in love.
Evan: Listen, why donít we all just relax? We obviously canít get started without her, is that correct?
Donna: Well, I do not think we should sit down because it will crease our dresses.
Frankie: Oh, so we'll stand in the car, Donna.
Evan: But I'm not wearing a dress.
Josie: Wait, I think I hear her.
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