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Another World Transcript Monday 1/30/06

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Cass: Is this great or what?

Frankie: It's awful.

Cass: Well, of course it's awful. That's why it's great.

Frankie: Oh, this trip has been a living hell.

Cass: Listen to the click, click of the dice.

Frankie: Our limousine literally falls to pieces...

Cass: Soft hiss of cards on green felt.

Frankie: We lose our luggage...

Cass: The jingle of jackpots spewing money.

Frankie: We're given a room the size of a roach motel complete with roaches.

Cass: You're--you're exaggerating, Frankie. The room was spotless. It was immaculate--albeit on the small side.

Frankie: A fire alarm?

Cass: The management apologized to us and did our laundry.

Frankie: Oh, this trip has been a disaster, admit it.

Cass: I will admit nothing of the kind. Hey, we're here, aren't we? Let's gamble.

Frankie: Cass, you're not listening to me.

Cass: Craps, baccarat, 21.

Frankie: The curse is out there. It's working.

Cass: Why don't we warm up by having one of these machines cough up some of its treasure?

Frankie: No, nothing is going to go right, Cass. It's only going to get worse.

Cass: So we've had a couple of setbacks. It happens. But I gotta tell Donna, I feel very lucky right now.

Frankie: No! Never say that word! Cass, don't!

Cass: Yes! Yes!

Frankie and Cass: No.

Lucas: That a girl. You look great. You look beautiful. Just relax. Just relax. It's not working, honey. Uh--she's--she's tensing up. I don't know.

Josie: Well, should--should I move more?

Lucas: No, I think you just have to relax, Josie. Just--just--just stop for a second, ok? Take a deep breath. Forget about everything. Just shake it out. Come on, that a girl. Just shake it out. Ok now--now start to move a little. Slowly. Think. Sexy, Josie. I need it sexy. Come on. That's a little better. Come on. Come on. That a girl. Ok. Move a little bit. Move a little bit more. Ok, what do you think, we got enough?

Photographer: Yeah I think so.

Lucas: Ok. Well, I think we better stop. She's a little burned out anyway. All right, that's a wrap, everybody. Thanks for all the hard work. Go on over and have a good dinner.

Josie: Oh thanks, Jordis. You know, you didn't have to wait around this long.

Matt: Josie, I need to know.

Josie: Not here, Matthew.

Matt: Yes, here. Now. Did you tell Lucas we're getting married?

Josie: Yes I did.

Matt: Well, what did he say?

Sharlene: Mm. 50-buck tip. I mean this guy was the kind of guy who lights his cigars with $20 bills.

Al: How come nobody like that sits at the bar?

Sharlene: [Chuckles]

Al: Maybe I ought to get me a low-cut dress?

Sharlene: You better shave your chest first.


Al: Oh, oh.

Sharlene: What--oh?

Al: Trouble.

Sharlene: Mm. Let me handle this, ok? Hi, Ben.

Ben: What are you smiling at?

Sharlene: Ah, you of course.

Ben: You think that's funny?

Sharlene: What's your problem?

Ben: I guess I just don't like being made a fool of. That's my problem.

Sharlene: Now who did that?

Ben: You.

Sharlene: When?

Ben: Cut the innocent act, Sharly. I come in here the other night, you tell me you're not married. Your husband comes walking in, nearly takes my head off. I mean, what kind of game are you playing?

[Jazz music playing]

Michael: So I think we ought to have those giant shrimp and get some of that wonderful cocktail sauce from that really fancy restaurant down by the wharf-- whatever the name is, uh...

Angela: The Shaughnessy.

Michael: That's it. You get the bonus points, baby. That's it.

Angela: Will that be all, Mr. Hudson?

Michael: Yeah I think.

Donna: What's going on here?

Michael: That will be all, Angela.

Donna: What's going on? Angela?

Michael: Well actually, Donna, we are just having a little party to benefit my brother John.

Donna: I meant why are you in my home?

Michael: Oh well I'm moving back in. I told you that.

Donna: Michael I was hoping that that was some sort of a tasteless joke.

Michael: Taste--no. That was no joke. Are you kidding? I'm back in my own home. And it feels good.

Donna: Well, it doesn't feel good to me.

Michael: Yeah?

Donna: I won't have this, Michael.

Michael: Well, Mikey likes it.

Donna: I don't. I know that this isn't legal.

Michael: No I think it is, Donna.

Donna: I'm calling Cass. I'm gonna ask him. I know that this is against the law.

Michael: You know, my lawyer reminded me of something.

Donna: This is a trick.

Michael: He reminded me that I bought this place when you and I were broken up.

Donna: So what?

Michael: Well that means that this suite is in my name.

Donna: No. That doesn't matter.

Michael: Well in that case, if you don't like it, you can leave.

Donna: Michael, you're not going to get away with this.

Michael: Well, you better get used to it, honey, because I am staying.

Donna: No, you're the one who's leaving. And I'm not gonna leave. I'm not going to be driven out of my own home.

Michael: Donna, do I get now, this is your decision to stay?

Donna: You bet it is.

Michael: Well, I guess it's a decision I'll have to learn to live with.

Donna: I know what you're doing.

Michael: Pray tell.

Donna: You're trying to get back into my daily life in the hopes that I'll forgive you.

Michael: Donna, I just don't want to live in a lousy hotel when I can live in my own beautiful home.

Donna: No, no--

Michael: Is that so hard to understand?

Donna: No. You're not going to do this. This is not going to work. I've always let you bully me and you're not going to do it this time, Michael.

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Uh-oh, the door. Oh, don't rush. It's ok. I'll get it.

Michael: Ah, my brother the doctor. Come right in.

John: How are ya?

Michael: Great, great, great. Come on in and make yourself at home.

John: Hello, Donna.

Donna: Hi.

Michael: We are gonna have ourselves a terrific time this evening.

John: Great.

Donna: I'm not going to be joining you for the party, John. I'll have to see you at another time. Please give my love to Sharlene. I'm gonna be upstairs working. Would you kindly keep the noise down?

Michael: Sure. No problem.

John: Am I missing something here?

Michael: Like what?

John: The reason for this celebration? It's obviously not because the two of you are getting back together, is it?

Michael: No, no, no, no, no.

John: But you are living here again?

Michael: Yeah. I'm really sorry, though, Donna's gonna miss the party, but we'll have a good time without her.

John: What are we celebrating, Mike?

Michael: Ah--we're actually gonna have a little party just to, uh, help you.

John: And why do I need help?

Michael: Well, try Elaine Rutherford.

John: Oh, no.

Michael: No--no wait a minute. We're just going to have Elaine. She's just going to grace our presence here for a little while and a couple of members of the board.

John: You invited the hospital board members?

Michael: A couple of key members of the board. Because I thought, maybe in a just nice comfortable copasetic surroundings, you and Elaine can get to know each other and possibly patch up whatever differences you might have.

Sharlene: I knew you'd be back.

Ben: You knew that, did you?

Sharlene: Yeah. I know my men. So, sit down. Let me get you a drink. I remember it's a perfect Manhattan, right?

Ben: Uh, first I think I deserve some answers to a couple of questions.

Sharlene: Ok.

Ben: Your husband? What gives?

Sharlene: I'm married--for now.

Ben: So you go around...coming on to men.

Sharlene: Well, I don't see what the problem is, seeing how you have a wife somewhere.

Ben: [Scoffs] Me?

Sharlene: You, Ben. The little white line around your ring finger... where the gold band fits. It's a dead giveaway, honey.

Ben: Look--look, it's not--

Sharlene: No, no, no, no. You take it off when you come to the Pelican. Now I have no problem with your marital status. I don't see why you should have one with mine.

Ben: I guess I shouldn't.

Sharlene: Mm-mm.

Ben: Then I guess I won't.

Sharlene: Well now that makes things nice all around.

Ben: I just wish I would have known your husband was gonna come barging in last time.

Sharlene: You and me both.

Ben: [Laughs] You are some piece of work, Sharly.

Sharlene: Yeah. I guess I am.

Ben: And speaking of wedding rings, I'm gonna put mine back on because I've got a party I've got to go to. But I could stop back later.

Sharlene: Maybe I'll be here.

Ben: I would like that. I would like that a lot.

[Sharlene laughs]

Al: What?

Sharlene: Everything's cool with our friend, Al. He might even be back later.

Al: You won't be here.

Sharlene: Why not?

Al: You're going to that dinner with your husband, remember?

Sharlene: Dinner. What dinner?

Al: He called you about it... right after you came into work.

Sharlene: [Sighs] Oh yeah. What a drag.

Al: If you don't start getting ready to take off, you are going...

Sharlene: I'm not going to that dumb dinner, Al.

Al: Well, good. Actually, I could use you around here tonight.

Sharlene: I hate that shade.

[Laughs] I'll be right back, ok?

[Sighs] Ah!


[Whispers] Ow. I can't believe the time. I'm gonna be late.

[Knocking on door] Yeah?

Al: Customers at table 7 are asking for ya.

Sharlene: Al, I've got to change. You know I have that dinner to go to for John.

Al: Sure. Whatever you say.

Josie: He said he didn't think it was a good idea.

Matt: He tried talking you out of it, didn't he?

Josie: Matthew.

Matt: Didn't he? Didn't he?

Josie: Would you please keep your voice down?

Matt: No. What did you say?

Josie: Matthew.

Matt: Did you tell him to mind his own business?

Josie: Matthew, listen to me. He did not try to talk me out of marrying you.

Matt: Well he obviously wasn't crazy about the idea.

Josie: He just--he just said the timing was wrong. That's all.

Matt: Who cares what he thinks?

Josie: And he said that it was my decision to make.

Matt: Oh well, that's very big of him. I'll thank him.

Josie: And I've made my decision. I'm going to marry you, Matthew.

Matt: Right. That's why you've announced it to the world.

Josie: Wait a minute, wait a minute, have you told your family?

Matt: I will.

Josie: But you haven't.

Matt: I'm--I'm waiting for the right time.

Josie: Oh I see--I see. You can wait for the right time, but I can't?

Matt: I'm the one who brought up this whole marriage bit in the first place. I proposed, remember?

Josie: And I accepted, remember?

Matt: Ok--ok. Let--let's stop worrying about everyone else. Ew. Ok?

Josie: Well, we have to tell people, Matthew.

Matt: Oh why? So they can tell us we're too young, give us a hard time?

Josie: We'll just have to deal with it.

Matt: Not if we elope.

Josie: What?

Matt: I'll put a--a ladder up on your window. I'll carry you down like in the movies.

Josie: Matthew, I live on the 16th floor.

Matt: Ok, scratch that idea. No ladder. Unless--you've always dreamed of a big wedding, haven't you?

Josie: Well, yeah, I guess I have. But so what? The important thing is that we'll be together, right?

Matt: You mean it?

Josie: Yes.

Matt: Yes? You mean yes.

Josie: Yes.

Matt: You'll run away with me and get married?

Josie: Yes.

[Matt laughing]

Reuben: Josie, how are you doing? What's up, Matt?

Josie: Reuben, hi.

Reuben: Ah, man, so how come you're not up there showing your teeth or something? You on a break?

Josie: Well, I'm all finished.

Reuben: Already?

Josie: Uh-huh.

Reuben: Talk about a cushy job, I'll tell you.

Josie: Cushy job? You try getting up there and modeling. My back is killing me, I'll have you know.

Reuben: I just wanted to come and, you know, see you in action. That's all.

Josie: Well I guess--I guess you'll just have to come to my next booking.

Reuben: Check this woman out. "Oh, you just have to come to my next booking."

Josie: Reuben...

Reuben: You know, I used to know this girl when she was a cockroach. Don't get me wrong.

Josie: Reuben.

Reuben: She was a cute cockroach, but the point is--you were a cockroach. You know I'm saying like, like--what commercial was that?

Josie: Reuben.

Matt: Reuben.

Josie: Reuben, will you listen to me?

Reuben: What? Hold on, why do you guys look so serious all of a sudden?

Josie: Well, we have something to tell you, and we wanted you to be the first to know, right?

Matt: Right.

Reuben: Well?

Josie: Matthew and I are--are gonna get married.

Lucas: So make sure that gets to where it needs to get, ok? Thank you, very much. Hello, Olivia.

Olivia: Hi. I had no idea this was all so complex. So many people involved.

Lucas: It's a lot of work.

Olivia: Josie just stands up there and moves?

Lucas: And gets admired by everybody.

Olivia: Not a bad job.

Lucas: Are you interested?

Olivia: Pardon me?

Lucas: I thought maybe some day soon, you might want to be the center of all this attention.

Frankie: Yes!

[Yelling] Two reds, both eyes across! Oh, I'm sorry. I--I just--I just... cherries. So, I guess that's better than nothing, right? I'm so sorry. It's just that I seem to be having this incredible stroke of--it's unbelievable.

[Coins spilling out]

[Frankie laughs] Would you like to use my machine?

Woman: Oh, let me at it. Let me at it.

Frankie: Oh sure. Uh--right. Let me get my winnings. Knock yourself out.

Cass: Put me up on the 10, the 4, 2-way hard 6. And I've got the 11 working, right, gentlemen?

Frankie: Hey, Cass.

Cass: Hey, Frankie.

Frankie: How's it going?

Cass: I will show you. Are you ready?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: 33 dice. Yes! Yes, yes.

Frankie: What happened?

Cass: Pair of treys, 6 the hard way. I won.

Frankie: Oh great.

Cass: Yeah.

Frankie: How much are these worth?

Cass: 100.

Frankie: What, dollars?

Cass: Yeah, yeah.

Frankie: You must have...

Cass: Thousands.

Frankie: Oh, Cass.

Cass: But this is just the tip of the iceberg; I'm gonna end up owning the joint. Let's play it all the same way and I want to double the bets, all right?

Frankie: Cass, don't...

Cass: Hey, how did you do in the bandits?

Frankie: Uh, I won.

Cass: You what?

Frankie: It was incredible. I couldn't stop losing...

Cass: I told you the curse is off. Never was on, never will be on.

Frankie: Yeah, it does seem to have lost its punch, hasn't it?

Cass: Oh, Frankie. This is the one. This is the bet. Here, kiss the dice.

Frankie: What?

Cass: This is the roll, kiss 'em. This is the one that puts me into never-never-land.

Frankie: How much are you betting?

Cass: 10 thou.

Frankie: Thou? Dollars, $10,000?

Cass: Yeah--yeah hey. Baby needs a luxury automobile, right? Doesn't she?

Frankie: Wait--wait--wait the--oh.

Cass: Are you ready?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Ok, come on. E, o, 11. Oh.

[Crowd sighs]

Frankie: What happened?

Cass: I don't believe it. I crapped out, Frankie.

Lucas: Well, you were the, uh, runner up in the "Fresh Faces" contest.

Olivia: Well, yes I know, but Josie's the one you chose.

Lucas: Well those things can be arbitrary, could've gone either way.

Olivia: I don't understand what you're trying to tell me.

Lucas: Ok, I'll--I'll get right to the point. If in fact Josie cannot continue with her duties, I'd like you to take over.

Olivia: As "Fresh Faces girl"?

Lucas: You agree?

Olivia: Well, yes--yes, of course, but why wouldn't Josie be able to continue?

Lucas: Well, sometimes things change. And I wanted you to know I might be contacting you.

Olivia: Wonderful, great. I don't believe it.

Lucas: Very soon.

Olivia: Terrific! Thank you.

Reuben: That's great news, guys.

Josie: I--would you excuse me a minute? I got--I have to check on something.

Reuben: Yeah--yeah.

Matt: Don't--don't be long.

Reuben: Um, Matt. Can I--can I ask you something?

Matt: Yeah.

Reuben: Was it you that started--

Matt: It was my idea.

Reuben: Oh, it was your idea? No kidding.

Matt: You think it was a mistake.

Reuben: I didn't say that, Matt.

Matt: No, no, go ahead.

Reuben: Stop getting paranoid on me, ok?

Matt: I wish you would say how you feel.

Reuben: Matt, if you could just shut up for a minute, let me talk to you.

Matt: Go ahead and say it. Matt, I think you're a jerk, but lots of luck.

Reuben: You know I don't think you're a jerk, man. I'm just surprised at the timing.

Matt: I'm disappointed in you.

Reuben: Oh, come on.

Matt: Oh, no I mean it. That's something I'd expect from my mother, my grandmother. But you I--"I'm a little surprised at the timing"? I expected a little more from you, buddy.

Reuben: Well I thought you would just want to finish school, that's all.

Matt: Who says I'm not going to finish school?

Reuben: I didn't. I'm just saying that...

Matt: Look...it happens to be the best time. Now is the best time, that's all, ok?

Olivia: Best time for what?

Matt: For a walk in the park, that's all.

Olivia: Right, except that it's freezing out.

Matt: Oh, thanks for telling me that.

Reuben: Oh I told you to bring your mittens, Matt.

Olivia: No--hey--hey come on. I thought we were all friends here? You guys gonna tell me what's going on or what?

Reuben: Hey, don't look at me. I ain't got nothing to do with it.

Matt: Oh, all right, all right, all right, I'll tell ya.

Olivia: Ok, I won't breathe a word to anyone, I promise. Tell me--tell me.

Matt: Josie and I...

Olivia: Wait--wait. I know what you're going to say and I don't believe it. Is he--is he going to tell me-- I mean I have this feeling that...

Reuben: If you'll be quiet, the boy would tell you.

Olivia: Oh I'm sorry--sorry. I do that all the time. I have a bad habit. Ok tell me, I'll shut up.

Matt: I'll kill her--I'll kill her.

Olivia: Come on.

Matt: Josie and I...

Olivia: ...Yeah?

Matt: ...Are getting married.

Olivia: I knew it--I knew you were going to say that. Oh, it all makes sense now. Oh, Matthew I'm so happy for you. That's wonderful. You guys are going to be so happy. You made the right decision, I know it.

Matt: I know it is.

Olivia: It's just the greatest news, isn't it? Isn't it fantastic?

Lucas: Shoot went fine, Josie.

Josie: "Fine." See, you keep--you keep saying that word. Sorry.

Lucas: Careful with that light, ok?

Josie: But usually, Lucas, you say things like, uh, "Josie, you were amazing." "Josie, darling, honey, you were the best." Usually you are a lot more enthusiastic.

Lucas: Oh I see. You want me to be as enthusiastic as I used to be?

Josie: Well why wouldn't you be?

Lucas: Josie, when a model is choosing to end her career, I tend to lose interest.

Josie: Who said anything about ending my career?

Lucas: Saw you and Matt talking, you made a decision, didn't you?

Josie: Well--well, how did you know?

Lucas: I can see it in your eyes. You're going to get married, aren't you?

Josie: That doesn't mean I won't still be available to model.

Lucas: Don't be naive.

Josie: I'll make it work, Lucas. Plenty of women handle marriage and a career. So can I. I won't lose at modeling, Lucas. I'll work harder than ever.

Lucas: We'll have to see, won't we?

Michael: Look, I talked to Elaine at the hospital today after you left. She's looking for any excuse to dump you out of the residency program.

John: Yeah, I figured that.

Michael: So what we do is, we just get together in a nice little environment, just you and Elaine and you get a chance to iron out your differences.

John: You don't know Elaine like I do.

Michael: Hey, man, come on. Just turn on the old Hudson charm, all right? Elaine Rutherford is not gonna be immune to that.

John: Watch to see how immune she is.

Michael: Ok, ok. Well if that fails, then we just go to plan B.

John: What's that? Thumb screws?

Michael: That's not a bad idea actually. But no. What we do is, this new guy, all right, on the board, he's a friend of mine. And you just kind of saddle up to him, get to know him, ok? Elaine will see that and she'll lay off. I guarantee.

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Now, excuse me.

Elaine: Good evening.

Michael: Elaine.

Elaine: Hello, Michael.

Michael: Nice to see you.

Elaine: You, too.

Michael: You look wonderful.

Elaine: Thank you.

Michael: Come on in.

John: Hello, Elaine.

Elaine: John.

Michael: Uh, would you like to sit down? I can get you something to drink. John would you like something to...

Donna: I thought I heard the doorbell. Hello, how are you? I'm Donna Hudson. Welcome to my home.

Elaine: Elaine Rutherford, nice to meet you.

Donna: Nice to meet you.

Michael: Ah, Elaine and John work together at the hospital.

Donna: Oh really? Well we're very proud of John. We think he's a brilliant doctor. And Russ Matthews told me that. He's a very hard man to impress.

Michael: Yeah. Uh, look I was just gonna get them something to drink. I wonder if you'd help me, dear. Excuse us, please. Well, this is a surprise.

Donna: I'm only here because of John.

Michael: Well, it seems to be working. They're talking. [Chuckles]

Donna: Who's Elaine?

Michael: Elaine is his boss at the hospital.

Donna: And they hate one another?

Michael: Oh, they hate each other.

Donna: I'll see what I can do.

Michael: Donna-Donna...

John: This is not working.

Michael: What's wrong?

John: How can I make small talk with a barracuda?

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: I don't know. Give her a couple of salmon eggs. Oh, come on look, man. All you got to do is just be nice, ok? Oh, my friends are here, be patient. Hey, Ben.

Ben: Michael, how you doing?

Michael: Good to see you.

Ben: I don't believe you've met my wife Hillary.

Michael: No, Hillary, how are you?

Hillary: Fine, Michael.

Michael: Very nice to meet you, I'm so glad you could come.

Hillary: Thank you.

Michael: I'm sure Angela will take your coats. And just make yourself at home.

Frankie: Oh, too bad.

Cass: Well, it's hard to win when you're being dealt 14s and 15s all the time.

Frankie: That's 12 hands in a row you've lost, Cass.

Cass: Hey, but who's counting, huh? Hey, look at the bright side: An even dozen. Maybe it'll bring me good luck. I didn't get hurt too badly. Maybe things will turn around. They're bound to.

Frankie: No I don't think so, Cass. I...

Cass: Hey, prophet of gloom and doom, would you do me a favor? Would you stop counting all the hands that I've lost or won? Kind of takes the fun out of things, if you know what I mean?

Frankie: Yeah. I guess it would.

Waitress: Here you go, honey.

Frankie: What's this?

Waitress: It's a scorpion.

Frankie: Who's this from?

Waitress: Look over at the last blackjack table.

Frankie: Thank you. "Come back to the table, honey. Everybody is doing too well without you." You, I want to talk to you. Hey!

Cass: You're back.

Frankie: No, I'm not back.

Cass: Oh, good.

Frankie: I'm a jinx, right?

Cass: Oh no, Frankie.

Frankie: Yes, Cass, it's true. You were losing when I was here. Everybody was losing.

Cass: That's not true, exactly...

Frankie: It is true--it is true.

Reuben: You know, um, I'm gonna congratulate Josie now, ok? Excuse me.

Olivia: All right.

Matt: Ciao.

Olivia: Ok, so, Matthew, when are you planning this wonderful surprise?

Matt: Well we haven't set an exact date yet.

Olivia: Ok, but are you talking, say, after graduation or this June? You know I'm just interested.

Josie: Thanks, Jordis, it's so cold.

Reuben: So Josie, for somebody that's supposed to be so excited, you sure look serious.

Josie: Oh I'm sorry. Is that better?

Reuben: No, it's worse.

Josie: Phony huh?

Reuben: Yeah--yeah. It's the marriage, isn't it?

Josie: Yeah.

Reuben: How are you feeling?

Josie: Oh it's not that I don't want to; I do. I love Matthew, you know that. I've always dreamed about being his wife someday, but...

Reuben: But why is it in order to get something, you've got to give something up?

Josie: How did you know I was gonna say that?

Reuben: Because I'm your friend, remember?

Josie: Lucas isn't too crazy about the idea of the wedding.

Reuben: Now why doesn't that surprise me?

Josie: He told me that if I go through with the marriage that my career might go right down the drain.

Reuben: Oh no, I don't agree with that. That's a bunch of crock.

Josie: You think so?

Reuben: Yeah, like--if he doesn't want to work with a married woman--then fine, forget about him. There's a whole lot of people out there who will. There's lots of modeling jobs out there.

Josie: Oh, I know that, Reuben. But...

Reuben: But what?

Josie: This is the job I want. I mean I love being the "Fresh Faces" girl.

Reuben: Fine--fine. Then put off getting married and do it Lucas' way.

Josie: No--no I'm going to marry Matthew and as soon as possible.

Reuben: Why? Because he wants you to?

Josie: Yes--I mean no.

Reuben: What do you want, Josie? What does Josie want?

Josie: I don't want to lose him either. I love him. So I--I want what he wants.

Olivia: You must have a million plans to make.

Matt: More than you know.

Olivia: Josie, Josie, I just heard about you and Matthew getting married. And I couldn't be happier for you.

Michael: Ben, Hillary Turner, this is my brother, the doctor, John Hudson. He's in the residency program at the hospital.

Hillary: Nice to meet you, John.

John: Hillary.

Donna: Hello.

Michael: Ah, and this is my, uh-Donna, this is Ben. Hillary Turner.

Donna: How do you do?

Ben: Nice to meet you.

Donna: Nice to meet you.

Michael: And of course you know Elaine.

Elaine: Hi, Hillary. Nice to see you again.

Hillary: Hi.

Michael: Can I get you something to drink? Some champagne maybe?

Ben: Please.

Hillary: Very little.

Donna: I'll have some.

Michael: I'll be right back.

Hillary: You and Michael look almost nothing alike, John.

Ben: Yes, I find it hard to believe you're even related.

John: I'm sure you do.

Donna: I remember when I was on the board at the hospital, it was so much hard work. Has it calmed down any, or is it still as bad?

Elaine: Oh some people manage to keep things hopping.

Michael: John, uh, do you want to give me a hand over here, please?

Michael: Do you want to tell me just what the hell is going on over there?

John: I know Turner; I don't like him.

Michael: Did you have a run-in with him, too?

John: Look, I'll be fine as long as I can get to a phone and call Sharlene and tell her not to come here.

Michael: Why? Wait--what's the problem?

John: I'll see if I can reach her at the Pelican.

Michael: But... uh, Ben, Hillary, here we go.

Ben: Thank you, Michael.

[Doorbell rings]

Donna: Excuse me.

Michael: Sure.

Sharlene: Hi, Angela. Nice to see you.

Donna: Sharlene, hi.

Sharlene: Hi, oh. You look beautiful.

Donna: Glad you're here. Oh, thank you. It's a lovely color.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Donna: I didn't expect a party, but at least it's just a couple of people from the hospital.

Sharlene: Ok.

Donna: Come in. I want you to meet Ben and Hillary Turner. Excuse me.

Sharlene: Oh excuse me, don't I know you?

Ben: I don't think so.

Sharlene: Wait--no, no. I know I know you--I--no, no, no. I've got it. It was the Pelican Club, right?

Sharlene: It's nice to see you again, Ben. And it's Hillary?

Hillary: Hillary.

Ben: My wife.

Sharlene: Nice to see you. And I'm--I'm married to John Hudson, so...

Hillary: You met my husband in that bar?

Sharlene: Well it's--it's not quite how it sounds. I'm a hostess at the Pelican and--and I think Ben came in-- what, once?

Ben: Once, that's right-- that's right.

Sharlene: I don't remember. Were you with friends?

Ben: No, business associates. We just went there one night after work.

Hillary: I had no idea you even went to the Pelican.

Ben: Honey, it's not like I hang out there; it was one night.

Hillary: Well, excuse me for saying so, Sharlene, but I've always had the idea that the Pelican is a somewhat unsavory place.

Sharlene: Oh, uh...

Donna: Oh goodness, no. I've been there several times myself.

Michael: Yeah, I think it's a really terrific place.

Hillary: Isn't that where you got shot?

Michael: Yes. But I usually just have a drink there.

Sharlene: [Laughs] I--you know I wouldn't work there unless it was perfectly safe.

Ben: Michael-Michael, have you seen the new country club yet?

Michael: No I haven't actually. I've been meaning to get down there.

Sharlene: Hillary, it may have had that reputation at one time, but it's not that way anymore.

Donna: And you know that if I go there, it's a perfectly respectable place.

Sharlene: Ben can tell you.

Ben: Honey, what is all this? It's a wonderful place. In fact, it's really quite nice.

Frankie: Oh.

Cass: I'll bet you didn't think they could fit all this food into this room? No I take that back. I don't have anything left to bet with.

Frankie: Oh you lost more after I left?

Cass: No, not more. Everything.

Frankie: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Hey, easy go--easy go.

Frankie: I'm so sorry.

Cass: Who needs money? Here we have a splendid meal awaiting us, which unfortunately we will have to sit on the bed in order to eat. After you, my dear. We have a first-class bottle of wine, which has breathed its last. All the necessities of life. So, I would like to propose a toast to all necessities of life.

Frankie: You're broke?

Cass: I am without funds, yes. A temporary situation.

Frankie: How are we going to pay for all this?

Cass: Oh, it's room service. We just put it on the bill.

Frankie: And how are we going to pay the bill?

Cass: Magic.

[Frankie sighs]

Cass: Hey, don't worry, we'll work out some kind of a deal. In the meantime...

Frankie: Oh, you went through so much trouble.

Cass: It's part of my apology.

Frankie: For what?

Cass: For the way I behaved in the casino. Not wanting you around while I played.

Frankie: Oh. Who could blame you, Cass?

Cass: It had nothing to do with you, Frankie. I walk through the doors of a casino and I don't know-- something snaps in my brain. I go crazy.

Frankie: No, it was me. I'm cursed, I'm a jinx.

Cass: You are never to speak that word again.

Frankie: I'm so sorry you lost all that money.

Cass: I didn't come here for money. I came here to have a good time. And right now that's what I'm doing. I'm having a good time.

Frankie: Mm, that's good.

Cass: Are you?

Frankie: Mm.

Cass: You like that?

Frankie: Mm.

Cass: Wait until the main course.

Frankie: Oh. The wine is nice, too.

Cass: You didn't answer my question, Frankie.

Frankie: What question, Cass?

Cass: Right here, right now, are you having a good time?

Frankie: Uh-huh. I'm having a very good time.

John: Sharlene, we have to go.

Michael: Now?

John: Where'd you put your coat?

Sharlene: I--I gave it to Angela.

John: I'll get it for you.

Sharlene: John? It was nice to have met all of you.

Donna: Poor John. He's got those doctors' hours. I don't know how he does it. Excuse us just one minute. Michael?

Elaine: Hillary, could I see you for a minute?

Hillary: Yes.

Ben: Uh, so I'll be seeing you at the Pelican Club.

Sharlene: Yes, I--yes. Bring Hillary.

Ben: [Laughs] You are really something, Sharly. Look, I'll pass you a note just like I did the time before.

John: You ready?

Sharlene: Yeah.

Donna: So, anybody else for a refill of champagne?

Ben: Oh, to tell you the truth, I think we are going to have to be going, too.

Donna: Oh no, not so soon.

Hillary: Well, I've been fighting a cold all week. I really shouldn't be out.

Elaine: And I--I have to get back, too. Michael, thank you so much.

Michael: Well, it's my pleasure. I'll make sure Angela gets your coats.

Ben: Donna, it was nice meeting you.

Donna: Oh, it was lovely to meet you, too.

Hillary: Yes. Your home is so nice.

Ben: Come on, honey.

Hillary: Yes.

Elaine: Bye-bye.

Donna: Bye. Nice to meet you, drive safely, everyone.

Ben: Thank you, Michael, this has been wonderful.

Michael: It's our pleasure, really. So nice to have you. Please, I'd like to have you back any time. Elaine, pleasure to see you.

Elaine: Yes. Thank you.

Michael: Ok, you drive carefully out there. Dress warmly, it's cold. Ok.

Hillary: Am I wrong, or was that completely weird?

Ben: Oh, God. You are not wrong.

Hillary: What is going on with that doctor?

Ben: It's hospital business, honey. Come on. Do me a favor and get the elevator. Come on, come on. I want to talk with Elaine.

Elaine: I didn't know you had problems with John Hudson.

Ben: Well, he's a difficult man. I didn't realize until tonight how difficult.

Elaine: He's nothing but trouble. But with his brother being so powerful on the board, I-I suppose we'll have to put up with him.

Ben: Maybe. Then again, maybe not.

Lucas: Olivia, you are brilliant.

Olivia: I know. It's nothing, really.

Lucas: You're so creative, you don't even need direction.

Olivia: How's this?

Lucas: You are amazing. You have so much creativity, so much talent. You are a star.

Olivia: Josie, my water please.

Josie: Yes, yes, Olivia.

Olivia: Hurry up. I've asked you not to call me Olivia.

Josie: Oh, I'm sorry. Miss Matthews.

Olivia: And my nose?

Josie: Do you want me to powder it?

Olivia: Well, is it shiny?

Josie: Well, yeah.

Olivia: Well then for heaven's sake, powder it! Lucas, this woman is impossible.

Lucas: Well, do you want someone else to cater to your every need, Olivia?

Olivia: Well, no. Let's give the poor fool one last chance.

Josie: Oh, Miss Matthews, you're so kind.

Olivia: When are you due, Josie?

Josie: Oh, any day now.

Olivia: How exciting.

Josie: Actually... sorry. After the seventh one, the thrill's kind of gone. Did I ever tell you about my fifth one?

Olivia: Yes--yes--yes. I need a break.

Lucas: Darling, you deserve it. Take 5, everybody. Come on, let's go.

Olivia: Have I pleased you so far, Lucas?

Lucas: You're sensational, you are amazing, you are a talent, you are a star.

Olivia: Tell me more.

Lucas: You are--you are-- you are going to be much, much bigger than that--that--that-- that other "Fresh Faces" girl. What was her name? Anyways, who cares? You are going to be bigger than anyone I have ever handled.

Olivia: You should have picked me first.

Lucas: I know--I know. I apologize. It was terrible of me to do that. But I'm going to make up for it. I'm going to make up for it. I'm going to tell you about your new contract--a million dollar a year raise. I'll pick you up at 6:00. We'll fly to New York. How does dinner at Leutess Sound?

Olivia: Oh I'm afraid tonight is out, Lucas. I'm dancing at the White House.

Lucas: Oh.

Olivia: Perhaps some other time?

Lucas: Of course. Anything you say. Everything revolves around you. You are the star... star... star.

Reuben: Olivia?

Olivia: Reuben, hi. I--I didn't know you were still here.

Reuben: What were you thinking about before I came in?

Olivia: Just how divine life can be sometimes. You know, how happy endings really do happen.

Reuben: Oh yeah--yeah like uh, Josie and Matt?

Olivia: Yeah, isn't it wonderful?

Reuben: I hope so.

Olivia: I thought you were excited for them?

Reuben: I hope everything turns out all right. You're the one who's so excited.

Olivia: Well, Josie is my sister and Matthew's my friend. Why shouldn't I be?

Reuben: I saw you talking to Lucas before I left.

Olivia: So?

Reuben: So what was that all about?

Olivia: Why are you so curious?

Reuben: Because you were all over the man like a cheap suit.

Olivia: I resent that.

Reuben: Tough. I'm not gonna let Josie get shafted over all this.

Olivia: You know, I am very tired of you thinking that I have it in for her.

Reuben: I'm not gonna let her get hurt, ok? I'm her friend.

Olivia: Yes, so I understand. Maybe too good a friend.

Matt: I always forget what type of blood I have.

Josie: Yeah, me, too.

Matt: I guess they'll tell us when the tests come back.

Josie: You don't think John would come by, do you?

Matt: No, he's off duty.

John: But what if he forgot something or maybe he needs to talk to a doctor?

Matt: Josie, Josie, please. Don't be so nervous about this.

Josie: Aren't you?

Matt: No. Because I know our parents will approve, eventually. They may even love the idea, who knows?

Josie: Eventually.

Matt: They--they will love it. Even now, who knows?

Josie: Well, I have a feeling my mother's not going to be very happy about all this.

Matt: But you are, right?

Josie: Why do you think I said yes?

Matt: Because I pushed you into it.

Josie: Matthew, you didn't push me into anything. That's one of the reasons why I love you so much. You respect my opinions as much as you respect your own.

Matt: I do? We're gonna have to do something about that.

Josie: I'm serious. Having your love and your respect, it's changed my life. You know, I've never thought I would be someone.

Matt: I think you're giving me a little too much credit.

Josie: You believed in me. No one ever has believed in me before. That's why I love you so much.

Matt: And I love you, too. You have changed my life around, too, you know.

Josie: Oh yeah?

Matt: All the places I want to go, all the things I want to do, unless I picture you there right beside me, I don't want to do 'em.

Josie: Well, then I guess I better be there.

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: As your wife.

Matt: Mrs. Josie Watts Cory. Whoa!

Josie: The wife of Matthew Cory.

Matt: No, I think it's going to be more like, hey, who is that-- who is that guy Matthew Cory? Oh, isn't he the husband of the famous model, Josie Watts Cory?

Josie: Oh, so that's why you want to marry me?

Matt: Well I figure I'll get invited to all the great parties now.

Josie: Social climber.

Matt: And not to mention the press attention.

Josie: Who are we going to give exclusive coverage of our wedding to?

Matt: "Sophisticate," or my sister will kill me.

Josie: Oh well then I guess we better.

Matt: So let's stop the banter and set a date.

Josie: The sooner the better.

Matt: How about Friday?

Josie: Friday.

[Frankie sneezes]

Cass: Hey? Frankie?

Frankie: Cass?


Cass: Yeah?

Frankie: Were there oysters-- [Sneezes] ...In the appetizer?

Cass: No, oyster puffs.

Frankie: Oyster-- [Sneezes] ...Puffs? I'm allergic to oyster.

Cass: Frankie, what are you doing? Frankie, don't do that. You're hyperventilating. Don't panic. Where's the paper bag? Did you throw it in the trash? Here it is. Oh--oh--oh--oh! My back! Here, Frankie. Take the bag. Oh my back, oh my back. Take this, Frankie.

[Knocking on door]

Cass: Breathe in and breathe out. Did I hear something? Did you hear something? No?

[Knocking continues]

Cass: Just breathe in it. The door. Ah, oh no, no. Keep breathing in and out, Frankie. In, out. Inflate, deflate. Hello.

Officer: Cass Winthrop and Frankie Frame?

Cass: Yes, what can I do for you, Officer?

Officer: Uh, your luggage has been recovered, sir.

Cass: Terrific. Maybe our luck is changing.

Officer: But the truck it was in turned out to be stolen. You're both under arrest.

Cass: Arrest? Oh, oh! That's the spot. Don't touch it.

Officer: You have a right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you.

Donna: What was going on?

Michael: Well, it seems John has had a run-in with Ben at sometime, not to mention his run-in with Elaine at the hospital.

Donna: But he's a wonderful doctor, what does that matter?

Michael: Donna, Elaine is the chief of staff at the hospital, temporarily, but nonetheless she can make life miserable for him. But you--well, you did a great job.

Donna: Well I was glad to do it.

Michael: I think we make a good team.

Donna: Why couldn't you have remembered that before? Why did you have to lie to me, Michael?

John: The nerve of that guy. In my own brother's house. He comes on to you the other night, then he acts as if, like, as if nothing had ever happened. Sharlene, you went way above and beyond the call of duty trying to be nice to him. I know that you're only considering his lovely wife, Hillary's feelings. When I saw him, I felt like-- God-God I'm sorry. I don't want to upset you.

Sharlene: I'm the one who's responsible.

John: No, no you're not.

Sharlene: John, it's not your fault. And now I've messed things up for you at the hospital. John, you shouldn't have to put up with this.

John: Don't blame yourself. Ben Turner is just a jerk, that's all.

Sharlene: No.

John: Oh, Sharlene, come on, sweetheart. You know that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me? Hmm? You know how lucky I am to have you as my wife?

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