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Another World Transcript Tuesday 1/10/06
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Proofread By Ebele
[Screaming and chatter]
Woman: Oh, no, Olivia.
Ken: Stay down.
Rachel: What happened?
Ken: Looks like he has been shot.
Ken: Let's make sure the shooting is over. Are you ok?
Rachel: Yes, I think so. Olivia--we need to get somebody to help Olivia--
Ken: Can we get a doctor? Come on, we're getting out of here.
Iris: Where's the gun? Where is Lucas? Have you seen Lucas?
Evan: No, I don't know where Lucas is, Iris. Vicky, Vicky?
Evan: Listen, are you ok?
Vicky: Oh, whatever I am, I am a lot better than that guy.
Evan: All right, come on. Let's get out of here. Come on.
Sam: I don't believe it.
Amanda: I can't stop shaking.
Sam: Come on, it is Griffen Sanders. Let's get out of here.
Olivia: Is he--
Sharlene: Listen, John--
Olivia: Oh, God--
Sharlene: John will take care of him. John will take--it is all right, Olivia. Come here, honey. John's... it's ok.
John: Someone call an ambulance? Call the police. Hurry!
Michael: Lucas, what the hell is--
Lucas: Fanny, go away.
Felicia: Michael, are you are all right?
Michael: Yes I'm fine, thank you very much.
Lucas: Fanny, you got to get out of here.
Felicia: I'm not leaving until you explain to me what has happened.
Michael: Yeah, what the hell is going on, Lucas? And who was Sanders trying to kill?
Michael: Look, you walked into this booth with that gun at exactly the right time. I want to know what the hell is going on.
Lucas: You've been set up, Michael, from the inside.
Felicia: What are the two of you talking about, please?
Michael: Arianne. Ar--
Iris: Excuse me, please. Move out of the way. Excuse me, I'm sorry.
Man: What happened? What happened?
Second man: What's going on?
Woman: I don't know what happened.
Policeman: The shot came from the box.
Second policeman: Everybody take it slow and easy. Don't panic!
[All yelling at once]
Man: Griffen Sanders!
Cass: Excuse me.
Man: Was he tall?
Caroline: What if it is one of those crazy people that's shooting at everybody
Cass: I do not think it was one of those random thugs.
Cass: Listen, Caroline, would you mind waiting here for a couple of minutes, please?
Caroline: Where are you going?
Cass: I have to see about Frankie.
Caroline: Oh, right. Never mind me. You go and see Frankie.
Cass: Caroline, this is serious. She was Griffen's date tonight. Something might have happened to her.
Woman: Somebody said there was somebody up in the wings. Somebody said that there was a shot.
Second woman: Ok, but I don't think he's dead... ...part of the dance.
Woman: What's going on?
Second woman: I know he--
Iris: Michael? Michael!
Michael: Not now, Iris.
Iris: No, I just want to know if you have seen Lucas or Felicia. Michael!
Donna: I'm so glad you're here.
Jake: I'm not going anywhere.
Donna: I'm such a mess. I'm sorry.
Jake: You are absolutely beautiful.
Felicia: You did it, didn't you?
Felicia: You shot Griffen.
Lucas: Fanny, you have got to get out of here.
Felicia: Why did you do it?
Lucas: Fanny, I don't want you involved in this.
Felicia: I don't care, Luke.
Felicia: Come on, the cops are going to be here any second--
Felicia: I only care about you. What was Michael talking about?
Felicia: A setup?
Lucas: Nothing, nothing.
Felicia: What, that Griffen was going to kill Michael?
Lucas: Leave it alone, Fanny.
Felicia: What, were you protecting Michael? This has something to do with our daughter, doesn't it, tell me--
Iris: Lucas? Oh, Lucas, you all right?
Iris: It is all over, it is all over, it's all over.
Iris: Oh, darling, I have been so frightened--
Policeman: Police! Do not move! Drop it, drop the gun. Drop it! Move!
Second policeman: Against the rail.
Iris: What do you think you're doing?
Second policeman: Spread them, spread them!
Iris: How dare you?
Policeman: He's our man. Cuff him.
Iris: No, stop it. This is an outrage.
Rachel: I can't believe what happened.
Ken: Rachel, I'm going to get you out of here.
Mitch: Have you seen Felicia?
Rachel: No, not since before the performance. You can't find her?
Mitch: No, no, she was in her seat, and then she got up and left right before the shooting.
Rachel: She did?
Mitch: Yes, I need to find her. Are--are you ok?
Ken: She will be fine.
Rachel: Go on. Where is Matthew?
Rachel: Matthew, my son, where is he?
Ken: I saw him. He was with Olivia's aunt.
Rachel: Well, where is he now?
Ken: Here they are.
Matt: Mom, are you all right?
Rachel: Yeah, I'm fine. What about Griffen?
Liz: Poor Olivia.
Matt: John Hudson is with him.
Liz: Right in the middle of her performance. She wasn't even able to take her bow--
Matt: She was terrific, aunt Liz. Everyone saw that.
Liz: This is supposed to be her big night. Now the only thing people are going to remember is that wretched man falling in front of her face. I have got to find her.
Rachel: Sharlene is with her, Liz.
Liz: An enormous comfort that must be. I'm going backstage.
Matt: Let's get--let's get our coats.
Evan: Excuse us.
Vicky: Oh, I'm glad my mother was not here. I mean, she can handle some things, but blood and dead bodies, she--
Evan: Hey, you ok?
Amanda: Yeah, well, I'm not great, but I will make it.
Vicky: Of course, you will make it. You weren't shot.
Evan: Amanda, where is Sam? Why isn't he taking care of you?
Amanda: He went to see if Olivia was all right.
Sam: It is ok, it is ok. It is just me.
Olivia: Sam? Oh, Sam. Oh.
Sam: You are ok. You're fine.
Olivia: It was horrible.
Sam: I know. It is all over.
Olivia: He was falling, and his face--
Sam: I know, I know, I know. Think about the positive. Think about your dancing.
Olivia: I cannot think about my dancing right now. Griffen might be--
Sam: Don't, don't, don't. I know that. Listen, I got to go find Amanda, ok?
Olivia: It was horrible.
Sam: I know that. I got to tell you, watching you dance "the firebird" was probably the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. Come here, come here, it is ok. It is ok. Shh.
John: Are you ok?
Sharlene: I'm fine. I just--I'm worried about Olivia. She looks pretty strange, John.
John: She is all right. She is with Sam.
Cass: Have either of you seen Frankie?
John: No, I haven't.
Sharlene: No, why?
John: You're worried about her?
Caroline: Worried, he is downright panicked.
Cass: She was Griffen's date tonight.
Sharlene: Oh, that is right.
Cass: And considering what just happened to Griffen, I think I have a right to be panicked. I'm getting worried.
John: Where was she supposed to be?
Cass: I don't know. I assumed she was backstage with him.
John: Well, have you checked?
Cass: She's not there now.
Sharlene: What--wait. What about the ladies' room?
Cass: Could you take a look there, Caroline, please?
Sharlene: I will do it. I will go.
Cass: And I will check out the dressing room.
Caroline: I will go, too.
[Banging on door]
Frankie: Help! Somebody help me! Help!
[Sobbing] Why is it so quiet? Why is there no music? It must be too late. Something must have happened. Help me! Somebody, please!
Man: Look, look, it's Lucas.
Courtney: Did you read him his rights?
Lucas: Yes, everything by the book. Very efficient, professional.
Courtney: Ok, ok. Just stay close to me. Here we go.
Iris: Darling, I will see you at the police station, and do not worry, ok?
Mitch: Felicia? Excuse me. Felicia. I have been looking all over for you.
Felicia: Lucas shot Griffen. They have arrested him.
Mitch: Yes, I know.
Felicia: I'm going to the police station.
Mitch: Look, there's nothing you can do. Only his lawyer can help him.
Felicia: I'm going, Mitch. I have to find out why this happened.
Iris: Did you see that? They have arrested Lucas.
Rachel: I know. I know how upset you are.
Iris: We were going to make an announcement.
Rachel: About what, honey?
Iris: Never mind, it is not important now. Rachel, Lucas is not a murderer. I have got to go and see him.
Rachel: All right, I will go with you.
Iris: Thank you. You will?
Rachel: Yes, of course I will.
Ken: I will get the car.
Rachel: Listen, you do not have to be involved in this.
Ken: I will just drive you. That much involvement I can handle.
Rachel: Ok, thank you.
Iris: Yes, thank you, um?
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry. This is Ken Jordan. This is Iris Wheeler--
Ken: How do you do?
Rachel: Mac's daughter.
Iris: Jordan, Ken Jordan? I seem to remember the name...or recognize it.
Ken: It is a pretty common name. Listen, we better get out to the car before all these people jam the lot, huh?
Rachel: Yes, ok. Now, go on. Get your coat. Matthew?
Rachel: I'm going to the police station with Iris.
Matt: Yeah, I will stay and make sure aunt Liz and Olivia get home.
Rachel: Good idea.
Amanda: ...We don't even know--
Courtney: Would you guys please excuse us? I need to ask Vicky a couple of questions.
Vicky: Me? Um, this sounds official.
Courtney: Oh, it will not take long.
Evan: Vicky, go ahead. We will be right here. Don't worry.
Amanda: I wonder what that was all about.
Evan: I don't know.
Amanda: This is all so awful. I just cannot get the picture of him falling on stage out of my mind.
Vicky: My father?
Courtney: Yeah, apparently he was in the box when Lucas shot Griffen.
Vicky: Well, so what?
Courtney: He disappeared. Have you seen him?
Vicky: No. Courtney, he has nothing to do with this.
Courtney: I did not say he did, but he may be our only witness. We have to find him.
Michael: I will take that.
[Arianne grunting] No you don't. Come here. Come here. You...you.
[Both breathing heavily] No, no, no. You're not going anywhere.
Arianne: You wouldn't.
Michael: You move, and I will blow your head off.
Arianne: I guess you would.
Michael: That is right. Come here. Up against the car. Spread your feet. Put your hands up there. Why? Arianne, why did you set me up? You.
Arianne: You were in the way.
Michael: You were working both sides.
Arianne: You have gotten rusty, Michael.
Michael: I trusted you.
Arianne: Why wouldn't you? I saved your life more than once.
Michael: You saved my life a dozen times.
Arianne: Yeah. The good old days. We did have some good times, though, didn't we? I still wonder how we ever survived Singapore. It felt like we were up against 50 guns. I had never been that scared in my life.
Michael: Until now, huh?
Arianne: We got our man, though. That fat little drug-dealing toad never knew what hit him.
Michael: You pulled off a million to one shot that day--a million to one shot. Why did you contract out to hit me?
Arianne: Oh, no, I couldn't do it myself. Not you.
Michael: Well, that was a big mistake, Arianne, because you would not have missed.
Arianne: Remember Tangiers?
Michael: Hey, I do not want to talk about the past.
Arianne: You are wrong about me being the best, though. You were. The club had such high hopes for you--
Michael: The club, the club. I hate the club. Look what it's done to you.
Arianne: Michael, I'm the same. I was hoping to be a great deal richer, though.
Michael: You sold me out for money?
Arianne: I was so sick and tired of watching those fat cat drug dealers dining in French restaurants while I ate take-out food.
Michael: I don't believe this. You would have had me killed to get richer?
Arianne: Hey, thems the breaks, right?
Michael: But you were my friend.
Arianne: Oh, no. I was much more than that. I did not want this, Michael. But the club wanted you involved. And you got too close.
Michael: It wasn't the club. I got too close to your organization.
Arianne: You may be rusty, but you're still the best. You were about to find me out. I could not let that happen.
Michael: I let you talk me into coming back.
Arianne: Yeah. Well, you always were too sentimental.
Michael: Well, not anymore, Arianne. And not about you.
Arianne: So? What now?
Michael: You know what now.
Michael: This is Hudson, the operation did not go as planned. We have had a little problem. I need some help. Send two guys right away.
Donna: I cannot believe this is happening.
Jake: It is happening.
[Struggling with locked door]
Frankie: Oh, why is it so quiet? Something must have happened. Oh, why is it so quiet? [Screams] [Panting]
Sharlene: She is not in the ladies' room.
Caroline: She is nowhere.
Sharlene: None of the ushers remember having even seen her.
Caroline: So, where's Cass?
John: I don't know.
Caroline: She is probably off on some sleuthing expedition peeping through motel windows.
Sharlene: Well, that is a nice thing to say. I hope you're right.
Cass: Nothing. Nobody has seen her.
Caroline: Maybe she has gone home.
Cass: I doubt that very seriously. She never would have left before seeing Griffen's performance.
Sharlene: Wait, wait a second. I just thought of something.
Sharlene: Cass, you have been trying to warn Frankie about Griffen, haven't you?
Cass: Every chance I got.
Sharlene: Well, today Lucas was out at the farm, and he tried to get Frankie to take a job out of town today.
Cass: Out of town?
Sharlene: Yes, away from Bay City.
Cass: What else did he say?
Sharlene: Well, I was not real cordial, so the conversation was not very long. But now that I think of it, I think Lucas was trying to warn Frankie.
Cass: I think I better talk to Lucas.
John: It is not going to be easy, Cass. They took him down to the police station. And if Sanders does not make it, they will charge Lucas with murder.
Policeman: One name. You got one name?
Lucas: Lucas. You want me to spell it for you?
Second policeman: You're a real wise guy, aren't you?
Lucas: Yeah, wise guy. That is the last thing I am.
Felicia: Courtney, Courtney. I have to talk to you.
Courtney: I am sorry, Felicia.
Felicia: Please, two minutes.
Courtney: I am way behind.
Felicia: Courtney, two minutes.
Courtney: One minute.
Felicia: I grew up with Lucas. I know him. I can vouch for his character.
Courtney: That's it?
Felicia: He would not shoot somebody in cold blood. There has to be more to it than that.
Courtney: I will get the facts and let you know.
Mitch: Any news?
Felicia: I talked to Courtney. I just hope she listened.
Mitch: Has Lucas been charged with anything?
Felicia: I don't know. I don't know anything yet.
Iris: Felicia, what are you doing here? What is happening?
Felicia: I don't know for sure. He's just sitting in there.
Iris: Well, does he have a lawyer?
Felicia: No, he is all alone.
Iris: Where's the phone?
Mitch: It is against the wall.
Rachel: Well, it looks like it is going to be a long night. Look, you do not have to stay.
Ken: It is all right. I haven't got anything better to do.
Rachel: I'm sure you have a million things to do.
Ken: They can wait.
Rachel: Look, it is fine. I can stay here. I can get myself home.
Ken: Are you sure?
Rachel: Yes, I'm fine.
Ken: All right, maybe I can find some work to do at the shop.
Rachel: Thank you very much. You've been very gracious this evening.
Ken: Well, I guess I won't be seeing you for awhile?
Rachel: Why not?
Ken: You're going to stay in Bay City, aren't you?
Rachel: No, I can be at work tomorrow.
Ken: Tomorrow? No, you stay here. You take as much time as you need.
Rachel: Thank you. Good night.
Ken: Good night.
Rachel: So, is there any news?
Mitch: No, no. But then again, I am not surprised that Lucas is in the middle of something like this.
Rachel: You know something?
Mitch: Yes, I know that he is trouble.
Felicia: You know, I'm so tired of hearing you say things like that.
Mitch: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I did not mean to upset you.
Felicia: There is an explanation.
Rachel: I'm sure there is.
Felicia: And when Michael gets here, we will all know what it is.
Rachel: Michael Hudson?
Felicia: Yes. He was there. He saw what happened.
Iris: Michael did?
Courtney: Oh, I was looking for you, Michael.
Courtney: I will be with you as soon as I finish this.
Michael: Ah, wait, wait, wait. Just wait a second here, please.
Michael: I need to speak to Lucas alone. Just for a little while.
Courtney: Well, just don't take too long. They're taking Griffen Sanders to the hospital, and if he does not make it, the charge could be murder one.
Michael: I will not be long. Thank you.
Vicky: I just wish I knew where he was.
Evan: Do you want me to take you home?
Vicky: No, I want to find out where my father is.
Amanda: What do you think the police wanted with him?
Vicky: I don't know, Amanda. All I know is he was not involved in this.
Matt: Then why did they want to question him?
Vicky: He saw the shooting. The shooting--he--want to question him about the shooting--
Evan: Vicky, listen, why don't you call Donna and find out--
Vicky: No, no. I'm not going to call her until I find out exactly what happened, and then maybe I will call her. I don't believe this is happening to my father. I don't know why--
Amanda: There's Olivia.
Matt: Olivia, I'm sorry your evening had to end like this. Are you all right?
Olivia: Yes, I'm fine. Sam came and found me. It was weird. I could not move. I was standing there thinking about Griffen.
Matt: Ok, well let's get her out of here, ok?
Olivia: I would like that myself. Sam is bringing the car around.
Amanda: All right, we better go, then.
Liz: This has been a hideous night for you, darling. I don't want you to spend one more minute in this dreadful theater. You will stay at our house tonight, won't you?
Olivia: That would be good.
Liz: We will stay up all night. I will make hot chocolate.
Vicky: Olivia, your dance was wonderful. Everyone said so.
Olivia: Thank you. Thank you for coming.
Evan: Good night, Olivia.
Olivia: Good night.
Evan: Good night, Liz.
Olivia: Oh, I forgot my dance bag. I have to go back and get it.
Liz: I will go with you, darling.
Matt: Ok, I will wait for you out in the car.
Vicky: You know what? Stay here a minute, will you? I am just going to go see if he is at the police station, all right? I will be right back.
Evan: All right, don't worry. I will be right here.
Evan: Amanda? I just want you to know that I wish I was the one that was going home with you tonight, to hold you and comfort you--
Amanda: You cannot be.
Evan: Even though we both know how much we want it?
Amanda: I have got to go.
Evan: One day you're going to come to me.
Vicky: Ok. He is there.
Evan: Do you want me to take you to see him?
Vicky: No, Courtney said he is going to be tied up all night. Why don't--why don't you say we blow this popsicle stand, go get a drink, huh?
Evan: Ok. Well, you're on.
Vicky: Oh, good. I think we both deserve a drink after tonight, don't you?
Vicky: Thank you.
Evan: At least it was not boring.
Vicky: I would've taken boring.
Courtney: Guys, could you give them some privacy?
Second policeman: Sure.
Michael: All right, what the hell is going on, all right? I knew something was wrong here. I knew it. I could smell it.
Lucas: Oh, it smelled all right.
Michael: I just did not have enough information to put it together.
Lucas: Now you do?
Michael: I got Arianne in custody.
Lucas: Custody--what does that mean? A suite at the Ritz?
Michael: It means the organization is debriefing her, and when they get done, she is going to get put away for a long time.
Lucas: What about me? You going to put me away, too?
Michael: I don't know. Why did you save my life?
Lucas: Because I like you better than that.
Michael: Come on, there's more to it than that.
Lucas: Is there?
Michael: Yeah, Griffen was only the backup.
Lucas: He was a lot of things.
Michael: Yeah, he was. How long have you known Arianne was working both sides?
Lucas: Yesterday. But I don't know how long she had been giving orders.
Michael: How did you get in so deep?
Lucas: Doesn't matter.
Michael: Yes, it matters. It matters because I've seen your profile, I've gotten to know you just a little bit over the last couple of weeks, and I got to tell you, you're not a hit man.
Lucas: You're right. I'm not.
Michael: So how did they buy you, man? How?
Lucas: My daughter.
Lucas: Fanny's and my child. They said they knew where she was, and that we would never see her.
Michael: Arianne has the information?
Lucas: I don't know. I could not take that chance.
Michael: I will find out everything I can from Arianne.
Lucas: Please. I would appreciate it, Michael.
Courtney: Ok, gentlemen. You have had more than enough time now. What is going on?
Michael: Courtney, come here for a second. Lucas is not a killer. Griffen was the assassin. Lucas shot him when Griffen was trying to shoot me.
Courtney: Wait, wait, wait. Let's go back here. Let's take it from the beginning, ok?
Michael: Fine, we will take it from the beginning. But let's make this quick, because I have a very important date after this is over.
Jake: You ok?
Donna: What have we done?
Jake: Look at me. This is something we both wanted. You know that.
Donna: It is just--
Jake: No regrets. No regrets. It happened. It is ok. Matter of fact, it is better than ok.
Donna: I'm a married woman.
Jake: No, Michael gave that up. You have every right to be happy.
Donna: I do, don't I?
Jake: No guilt.
Donna: I needed you.
Jake: We needed each other.
Donna: Just as simple as that, wasn't it?
Jake: And it was exciting. And great.
Donna: Really? Really?
Jake: You are even better looking when you are pleased with yourself.
Donna: You are so bad. You are so bad.
Jake: You're beautiful.
Donna: Dynamite? Dynamite. Dynamite.
Liz: At first, I thought it was all part of the dance. You never let me attend the rehearsals no matter how many times that I asked.
Olivia: Aunt Liz, the rehearsals are closed--
Liz: You know me. I get carried away by the ballet.
Olivia: Yes, well, it was quite a debut in Bay City, isn't it?
Liz: Well, I am not familiar with the dance of "the firebird," and so I just assumed that man was supposed to fall down there right in front of you.
Liz: I thought he was pretending to die.
Liz: I did not realize that that poor soul had been shot right there in the theater just like President Lincoln.
Olivia: Where is Matthew with the car?
Liz: I did not even realize people were hysterical around me. I guess I'm getting used to it-- shrieking in the theater with those shows like "Midnight on Maple Street" and "Nightmare--"
Olivia: Aunt Liz, enough. For God's sakes, can you just be quiet?
Liz: What did I say?
Olivia: All the wrong things. You always do.
Liz: Always? I did not know you felt like that.
Olivia: Can you not understand how I feel? Do you not realize that Griffen is important in my life... that I care about him, and that he cared about me and my dancing? That he was someone I look up to and respected and admired?
Liz: Yes, I do realize that. I do realize that. That is why I am so terribly concerned about you. That is why I was talking. You know, to cheer you up.
Olivia: By talking like some tabloid reporter?
Liz: I'm sorry.
Olivia: This was supposed to be the most important night of my career.
Liz: I know, I know. That is why I am so dreadfully upset for you. I really am.
Olivia: You have the worst way of showing it.
Liz: I do. I always have had a hard time letting someone know I love them and I wanted what was best for them. I guess you know that.
Olivia: Yeah. I suppose I do.
Liz: Well, you know, maybe I will find a better way to show it some day.
Olivia: I do love you, aunt Liz.
Liz: I love you, too. Now, I will not say another word about tonight if you will promise me something.
Liz: That you're not going to be discouraged.
Olivia: I don't know--
Liz: Don't--let me finish. In spite of what has happened, you're going to go on with your dancing.
Olivia: I wish that I could promise you that, but right now, I cannot even imagine getting back on that stage.
Liz: You have to, Olivia. You have too unique a talent to let it go to waste.
Olivia: Spoken like a truly prejudiced aunt.
Liz: You have a future as a dancer. You're not going to let anything stand--oh, well. There I am. Pushy person again.
[Both chuckle] Well, I don't care. I'm going to let it stand. Nothing is going to get in your way.
Felicia: I hate this. We should have learned something by now.
Rachel: Courtney knows we're out here waiting. She'll let us know as soon as she knows anything.
Mitch: Where's your boss?
Rachel: Wasn't any point in him spending half the night here.
Mitch: Well, there's no point in any of us waiting. If they're going to question Lucas, we're going to be here all night.
Felicia: I cannot leave until I talk to him.
Mitch: I know this is not easy on you, but Lucas is obviously not the person that he pretended to be.
Felicia: My God, Mitch. You know nothing about him. Nothing.
Cass: What is happening down here? Is there any word about Frankie?
Rachel: What about Frankie? What is wrong with her?
Cass: She is missing. I have to talk to Lucas.
Iris: Well, you can forget about that. They're still in there questioning him.
Rachel: Michael's with him.
Iris: It's going to be a long night. No, Michael left.
Iris: Yes, he left.
Felicia: No, he did not come out this way. We were right here.
Iris: Two police brought him out while you were talking to Courtney. Anyway, I questioned the young officer.
Felicia: He did not say anything to us.
Iris: Perhaps you do not ask him nicely.
Rachel: What did he say, Iris?
Iris: He said that Griffen Sanders might be dead.
Policeman: If a Cass Winthrop's here, he has got a phone call.
Cass: Yeah, that is me. That might be Sharlene with some news. Excuse me.
Cass: Hello? Sharlene, did you find her? What about the law office? Ok, well look, I'll-- I will come up with something. Try not to worry, all right? Ok, bye. Where the hell is she?
Frankie: [Yelling] Where is everybody? Help! Somebody help me!
[Groans] Oh, it's gross. Griffen is obviously not coming back for me tonight. I will just stay here until morning. Somebody's going to find me then, right? Right.
Man: All that's going to be left is one big hole.
Jake: You hungry?
Jake: I'm starving.
Donna: I'm sure there is plenty to eat in the refrigerator.
Jake: Tell you what. I'm going to order us a sausage pizza no, scratch that. You want a healthy pizza. Let's get one with broccoli and alfalfa sprouts.
Donna: No, no, no, no.
Jake: Do you want me to leave?
Donna: Mm-hmm. I think I ought to be alone now.
Jake: Ok, I will leave. And I don't want you to be confused about what happened. This was not a mistake. It was right. I haven't felt this good in I don't know how long.
Donna: Me, too.
Jake: You know something? You are absolutely incredible in every way.
[Banging on door]
Donna: What on earth?
Michael: Donna? Donna, open up! Donna, it is me. I can--it is over. I can explain everything. Donna? Donna? Donna?
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