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Another World Transcript Wednesday 2/8/06

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Vicky: Hi.

Evan: What do you want?

Vicky: You're in a charming mood.

Evan: Well, it's just that I don't like coming here, that's all.

Vicky: Oh, don't worry. Amanda won't run into you. She's off planning some long, romantic day with Sam.

Evan: Swell.

Vicky: Oh.

Evan: What's this?

Vicky: Ok. I've got to work fast, and it has to be top secret. What do you think of those numbers?

Evan: Vicky, are you out of your mind?

Vicky: No.

Evan: Well, you can't do this on your own.

Vicky: Oh, yes I can, and I will--

Evan: You have no idea what you're doing here.

Vicky: I'm going to prove to Iris that I can be a major player in this corporation, and, of course, incidentally I will also prove it to our dear little Amanda.

Evan: Vicky, this is too risky.

Vicky: Not if I pull it off.

[Doorbell rings]

Paulina: Let's go see who is at the door. Want to? Who's there?

Derek: Hi.

Paulina: Derek.

Derek: Stacey here?

Paulina: Yes, she is in the library with Jamie. Come on in.

Derek: Oh, thanks. Hey there, big fella, how are you doing today?

Paulina: He's got a bad case of the hiccups today, but otherwise he's just doing just great, aren't you, Steven?

Derek: He sounds like a butterfly sneezing. Listen, I've been doing a lot of thinking about Stacey. I mean, about her not knowing that we know each other and all.

Paulina: Derek, we already finished this discussion.

Derek: I don't like keeping things from her.

Paulina: No, listen to me. This is my chance. It really is.

Derek: She keeps raving about how great you are, Paulina. I got to tell her.

Paulina: I finally have a good job in a good place. Don't you ruin it for me.

Derek: I'm not doing that.

Jamie: Is there a problem here?

Ada: Can we at least talk about this?

Rachel: I thought that's what we were doing.

Ada: You know what I mean.

Rachel: You mean you want me to put this off.

Ada: It's just so we can talk about it.

Rachel: Mom, Ken is leaving today. If I stay and talk about it, he's gonna leave without me.

Ada: You hate Arizona.

Rachel: That's not true. I've liked it just fine every time I've been there.

Ada: You hardly know this guy.

Rachel: I know him. I work with him.

Ada: You hate camping out.

Rachel: This is true.

Ada: Rachel, look at me. What's going on?

Mrs. Johnson: You don't want to forget this.

Ken: I sure don't. Thanks.

Mrs. Johnson: You really surprised me this time.

Ken: Oh, yeah, why's that?

Mrs. Johnson: Get Rachel Cory to travel to Arizona. That must have taken some doing.

Ken: Rachel is a proud woman. All I had to do is imply that she was too soft, too refined.

Mrs. Johnson: She had to prove you wrong.

Ken: By this afternoon we'll be 125 miles from the nearest town in a hidden canyon.

Mrs. Johnson: Just the two of you.

Ken: Just the two of us.

Rachel: I'm going on a trip.

Ada: Out into the middle of the desert with a man you hardly know.

Rachel: I know him. You know him, too. You served him dinner last night.

Ada: Can't learn about anybody at dinner. Part of the time he was talking; the rest of the time he was chewing.

Rachel: Why are you so suspicious of him? He saved my life.

Ada: What about Jamie?

Rachel: What about him?

Ada: Rachel, he just got back.

Rachel: I know that, Mom.

Ada: Got this new nanny person in the house.

Rachel: What does that have to do with my leaving?

Ada: Well, there's a lot of changes going on.

Rachel: Steven seems to like her just fine.

Ada: What about Alli? Sam and Amanda are trying to work things out. And Iris is in control of Cory Publishing. She's planning to get married to a criminal in this house. Now couldn't you at least postpone this thing for a couple of weeks?

Rachel: So I can hold everybody's hand?

Ada: The children have to know that you are there to turn to.

Rachel: Well, they're gonna have to turn to me when I get back. The last thing my children need is for me to run their lives for them.

Ada: Oh, honey, I don't mean that you have to--

Rachel: Mom! This is a chance for me, a chance to really explore an ancient civilization. I mean, who knows? This could turn out to be something really important.

Ada: And you could turn out to get very lost in the middle of nowhere.

Rachel: Ken is very well-traveled. He's not going to let that happen. Would you just give me a hug?

Ada: Oh, I know better. I'll never learn. I'll never learn.

Rachel: It was a nice try, though.

Jamie: Is there a problem, Derek?

Derek: No, no problem.

Jamie: I didn't realize that you'd be dropping by today.

Derek: Well, I didn't realize you were gonna be dragging Stacey down here the first day after you get back either. So...

Stacey: I-Jamie, I asked Derek to come by. We are going downtown later on.

Jamie: Sorry, Derek. I didn't want to make you feel that you weren't welcome.

Derek: Right. Yeah.

Jamie: You're sure nothing was wrong? It sounded like you and Paulina were arguing.

Derek: No, you must've heard wrong.

Stacey: Yeah, Paulina and Derek don't even know each other. As a matter of fact, Derek, this is Paulina Cantrell. She's Steven's new nanny.

Paulina: Well, you know, it's the funniest thing. Derek and I have met before.

Stacey: Oh, where?

Paulina: At the Pelican Club.

Stacey: Well, I guess it's a small world.

Derek: Yeah.

Rachel: Hello, everybody.

Jamie: Hi, Mom.

Stacey: Hi, Rachel. Hi, Ada. Hi, I heard you are on your way down to Arizona to help out an archaeologist.

Rachel: Oh, it's the man that I work with, actually.

Jamie: I call her "The Desert Sex." Sex.

Rachel: Oh, h it.

Ada: Tried to talk her out of it but, uh... didn't do any good.

Jamie: I guess all we can do is wish her luck, Grandma. Take care, Mom.

Rachel: What do you want me to bring you back from Arizona?

Jamie: A rattlesnake rattler.

Rachel: Jamie. Here, take your son.

Jamie: Come here.

Rachel: Ok, everybody, take care.

Stacey: Ok, we'll see you later. Have fun.

Paulina: Have a good trip.

Rachel: Good-bye, everybody.

Derek: Have fun, Mrs. Cory.

Rachel: Thank you. I will.

Ada: Take care of yourself.

Rachel: You take care of everybody here.

Ada: Ok.

Rachel: Bye-bye. Bye, darling.

Jamie: Take care, Mom.

Rachel: Ok.

Ada: Be careful!

Evan: This could be employment suicide for you.

Vicky: Not if I pull it off today.

Evan: What did Amanda say to you? What did Amanda say to you?!

Vicky: Ok. I know she said I wasn't supposed to handle the Adams account on my own, but if that--

Evan: No buts here. The Adams account is important and crucial. Amanda will not be understanding. Trust me.

Vicky: Now, don't worry about Amanda. She owes me a favor.

Evan: She does?

Vicky: She doesn't know it yet, but she does.

Evan: Should I even ask, or is this some kind of female logic or something?

Vicky: I may as well tell you.

Evan: Yes, you may as well tell me.

Vicky: Last night at Visions, Amanda got me so steamed, so burnt up, I went over to the Corys'. I was going to tell Sam everything.

Evan: You what?

Vicky: Just take it easy--

Evan: Wait a second. You swore to me you wouldn't say anything that happened between me and Amanda--

Vicky: Would you please chill? When I got there, I changed my mind.

Evan: Gee, let's be thankful for small favors. What about when you dec--is your mind going to stay changed?

Vicky: Yes.

Evan: Why, what happened?

Vicky: I don't know. When I--when I got there, Jamie was there with Alli, and things just got to me.

Evan: Things?

Vicky: You know, children are so innocent, so...trusting. A lot of people could be hurt by what happened.

Evan: Yeah, a lot of people could be hurt by what happened--

Vicky: Would you please relax? I said I wasn't going to tell.

Evan: Ok, what about when you decide to change your mind next time?

Vicky: It won't happen. Even if Amanda is a cheat and a liar, which she is, her daughter still deserves to be happy.

Evan: So you didn't tell. So that figures that Amanda--she owes you a favor?

Vicky: Yes.

Evan: I'm not following you at all here, Vicky.

Vicky: And come to think of it, so do you. How about it? You going to help me? Oh, come on, Evan! Evan, this is a really big shot.

Evan: There's a little voice going on inside my head saying, "you're going to regret this."

Vicky: I never listen to those little voices.

Evan: And that's why your life goes on so wonderfully.

Vicky: Oh, come on. I'm going for the brass ring here. Look around you. Just--just look at this office. It's soon going to be mine.

Evan: Assuming that you are not blackballed from every major corporation in America first.

Stacey: Are you kidding me? I can't wait for summer to come.

Derek: Me, too.

Stacey: What are you going to do, Jamie? A lot of sailing?

Jamie: If I get some time.

Stacey: He has the best boat.

Jamie: It's just a sailboat.

Stacey: It's a huge sailboat.

Jamie: Well, true, it's not small.

Stacey: You've got a boathouse the size of the world trade center. This thing is--

Jamie: Oh, come on, come on.

Stacey: Oh-ho, Mr. Modest--

Paulina: Is that that big wooden building down by the lake?

Jamie: Yeah, that's the boathouse. Although I've had it in a boatyard this winter for some refitting. How's Steven doing?

Paulina: Oh, fine. Sleeping like an angel.

Jamie: Good. I would like to take Steven on the boat with me this summer. You think you can handle that?

Paulina: I'll get him a life jacket.

Stacey: Oh, we'll get him those sea legs going early, right?

Jamie: You don't get seasick, do you?

Paulina: Are you kidding? I love the water. My dad had a boat. We used to go sailing every weekend.

Stacey: You went every weekend?

Paulina: Mm-hmm.

Stacey: Paulina, I thought you told me you grew up in Galesburg.

Paulina: I did.

Stacey: I didn't know there were any lakes around there.

Paulina: Oh, well, Dad used to take us to lake Florence.

Stacey: Oh, where's that?

Paulina: Lake Florence? It's not too far away.

Jamie: I don't think that I've heard of that one.

Paulina: Well, it's not very big.

Derek: Stace-Stacey, we should get going.

Stacey: Right, yeah.

Derek: Uh, we're going antique hunting.

Jamie: Sounds like fun.

Stacey: Oh, I don't think he thinks so, but you will, once we get started.

Derek: Yeah, I'm sure.

Stacey: Yeah, I'm sure, too.

Jamie: Listen, thanks for finding Paulina. I think she's going to work out just fine.

Stacey: Yeah, I hope so. You know what? I'm going to keep an eye on her, though, just to make sure everything is ok. Thanks.

Jamie: Thanks.

Stacey: You're welcome.

Derek: Thank you. So long.

Jamie: See you later.

Jamie: Steven up? When he gets up, what do you say we all go down to the boatyard, check on my boat?

Paulina: You mean it?

Jamie: Sure, I'd like him to see it.

Paulina: That would be great.

Jamie: Good. Let me know when he's up.

Paulina: Ok. Yes!

Evan: You can't add that to the discount and call it 15% margin.

Vicky: Yeah, but it is, isn't it?

Evan: Well, yes and no. See, Adams will know you're on top of this proposal by the way you explain things to him. Trust me, what you have to call that is a tax credit.

Vicky: Tax credit. Got it. So?

Evan: What?

Vicky: What do you think? Is Adams going to go for it?

Evan: If it's his idea to begin with.

Vicky: Mm-hmm.

Evan: Of course, this could be a big-time backfire for you.

Vicky: How do you mean?

Evan: Well, if Adams doesn't like the numbers, he's going to take his account and go for a walk.

Vicky: Uh-huh.

Evan: Which would leave you the woman who brought down "Sophisticate" before it was 6 months old.

Vicky: Or the genius who made it profitable before it was 3 months old.

Evan: You obviously don't need your ego bolstered, so I will say good-bye and good luck.

Vicky: Thanks for your help.

Evan: Don't mention it. I mean, literally don't mention it.

Vicky: Wait. Answer me one thing honestly, ok? If I had told Sam the truth last night, wouldn't you have been just a little bit happy that Amanda was suddenly available?

Evan: Amanda and I are finished. So long.

[Phone buzzes]

Vicky: Yes? Oh, great. Send him in.

Cliff: Hello, Vicky.

Vicky: Hello.

Cliff: How are you?

Vicky: I'm fine. Perfect. And how are you, Cliff?

Cliff: Well, I'll feel a lot better if this meeting goes the way I hope it will.

Vicky: All right. Why don't we get started? Please.

Cliff: That's a terrific outfit.

Vicky: Thank you. What do you think of these numbers?

Cliff: Where's Amanda?

Vicky: Today, it will be just the two of us.

Amanda: Sam?

Sam: [Voice-over] Amanda, I had a lot of errands to run. Plus, Mitch wanted to meet me at Tops, so I'll see you later. Love, Sam.

Amanda: I love you, too. I really do.

Singer: They say we're young and we don't know won't find out until we grow well, I don't know baby, if that's true 'cause you've got me and baby, I've got you babe I've got you, babe...

[Phone rings]

Amanda: Hello? Yes. No, why? I'm positive I didn't have a meeting with Mr. Adams. In my office?! Fine, uh... I'll be right there.

Mitch: So how is Amanda?

Sam: She's fine.

Mitch: Everything ok?

Sam: Starting to. She's planning a dinner for us this evening.

Mitch: Well, that's nice. Just the two of you?

Sam: Yeah, at the loft.

Mitch: Well, maybe things are starting to turn the corner.

Sam: Yeah, I hope so.

Mitch: Well, it'd be good if you could put all the stuff that's gone on behind you.

Sam: Yeah, well, I don't think I got the whole story about what happened with her and Evan, but... nah, I don't want to stir up trouble right now.

Mitch: That's all right. Just... you know, just work towards the future.

Sam: I hope...

Mitch: What?

Sam: Sometimes it feels that Amanda is working too hard.

Mitch: How do you mean?

Sam: I don't know. It's just... I wanted her to do it because she loves me, not because she's forced. Anyway, let's not get into that. So, what did you want to meet me about?

Mitch: Well, it's just something that I found out the other day.

Sam: What?

Mitch: You remember the night that Rachel was hit by the car, that somebody ended up taking her into the hospital?

Sam: It was Ken Jordan.

Mitch: How did you know that?

Sam: She announced it at dinner last night... in front of Jordan.

Mitch: Wait, wait. What did he say? Wha--what did he do?

Sam: Oh, well, he sort of took the "aw, shucks" posture.

Mitch: And Rachel just bought into the whole thing?

Sam: She seems to.

Mitch: Doesn't that seem a bit coincidental to you? I mean, doesn't it seem a bit much that his name is on Mac's note, then he shows up, and suddenly he just saves Rachel's life?

Sam: It could be.

Mitch: Don't you think it was a set up?

Sam: Why? So he could look like some kind of hero?

Mitch: I'm telling you, anything is possible.

Sam: I don't think so, Mitch.

Mitch: The guy is slippery. Every time I get close to finding out something on him, it's like he turns into somebody else.

Sam: Mitch, could you be obsessing a little bit about Jordan?

Mitch: Is that what you think that I'm doing?

Sam: All right, listen. I've met the guy. I've talked to him a lot. I think the stories about his heroics are a bit much, but basically I think the guy is ok.

Mitch: Amanda doesn't think so.

Sam: All right, Mitch. I'm your brother so can I say this, ok?

Mitch: Fine, go ahead.

Sam: I think you're doing a real number on your marriage by worrying about Rachel so much. Maybe you should think about that.

Mitch: Maybe you're right.

Sam: I am right.

Mitch: And I hope so. I hope that Ken Jordan is innocent as a baby... for Rachel's sake.

Ken: Rachel, I'm just not sure you're up for this.

Rachel: What do you think I am? Some sort of hothouse flower who is going to wilt in too much sun?

Ken: The desert has a lot of sun.

Rachel: Yes, well, I've got my sunscreen, my sunglasses, and a sunhat. I'm prepared for anything.

Ken: There's no specific date of return, you know.

Rachel: Yes, you've made that perfectly clear.

Ken: The only way in and out is by chopper.

Rachel: Unless, of course, we want to walk 125 miles in the direct desert sun.

Ken: My point is, is that if you find out you don't like it, you're going to have to wait till a chopper comes back to leave--

Rachel: I really appreciate this, Ken, but you know what?

Ken: What?

Rachel: You're no match for my mother.

Ken: Oh, she already tried to discourage you?

Rachel: Mm.

Ken: It didn't work?

Rachel: Didn't work.

Ken: Then I give up.

Rachel: Good. 'Cause you know what you're getting?

Ken: What?

Rachel: You're getting one first-rate worker at minimum wage.

Ken: Good point. All set?

Rachel: Mm-mm. Wrong continent.

Ken: Ah, that's much better.

Rachel: Mm.

Ken: Ok, let's go. Plane leaves in 10 minutes.

Rachel: Ok, I'm ready.

Ken: Wait a sec.

Rachel: What?

Ken: Carry this, will you? You have to get used to doing your share of the hauling.

Rachel: Right.

Cliff: You know, we have never done anything like this before.

Vicky: There is always a first time.

Cliff: Committing to 12 full-page spreads with payment upfront--that's expensive.

Vicky: Yes, I know. I am embarrassed to tell people you thought of it first. It is a brilliant idea.

Cliff: Well, we will both gain something... in the long run.

Vicky: Definitely.

Cliff: Now, none of your other advertisers have talked to you about this, have they?

Vicky: None of our other advertisers are finalists in the "Most eligible bachelors in America" article.

Cliff: You have beautiful eyes.

Vicky: All the better to see you with, Mr. Adams. What do you think of the deal?

Cliff: Almost sweet enough.

Vicky: What more can I do?

Cliff: That's up to you.

Vicky: Are you one of the most eligible bachelors in America?

Cliff: Not if I am not on the list.

Vicky: Oh, I think our editorial board would think twice about excluding someone who has given such a big advertising commitment.

Cliff: Tell me something.

Vicky: Ask.

Cliff: Why is this so important to you?

Vicky: Well, this magazine means a lot to me.

Cliff: And?

Vicky: And I want to increase the cash flow to make it the best in the country.

Cliff: It is my cash we are going to make flow.

Vicky: You are getting a wonderful deal including the tax credit.

Cliff: What else am I getting?

Vicky: Mr. Adams, I am not playing around here.

Cliff: I didn't say we had to do anything here.

Vicky: Look, this is business. This is what I do. This is my life.

Amanda: It is not anymore.

Cliff: Hello, Amanda.

Amanda: Hi.

Vicky: Uh, Amanda, I can explain to you about this meeting--

Amanda: Mr. Adams, I am sorry, but Vicky has not been authorized to speak with you or anyone from your company. So if you don't mind, could you just leave us alone for a few minutes?

Cliff:: Well, yes, of course. Actually, I should be across town with my lawyer anyway.

Vicky: Oh, but Cliff--

Cliff: No, listen, it was very nice to see you. We will talk soon.

Vicky: But--

Cliff: So long.

Vicky: Mr. Adams...

Amanda: Just what did you think you were doing--

Vicky: Ok, before you get angry, you have to understand that this was all his idea originally. I was just trying to increase the cash flow for the deal so that we--

Amanda: You were told not to do anything like this. I will not allow my advertisers any editorial control.

Vicky: But this was a chance for us to make a lot of mon--

Amanda: You waited until I was out of the office, and you went ahead and did it anyway.

Vicky: This was good for "Sophisticate," Amanda.

Amanda: This was good for Vicky. This is all part of your insane little idea of taking over my job.

Vicky: Would you please listen to me?

Amanda: Why should I? You are not interested in this company. You are not interested in this magazine. The only thing you are interested in is yourself. I will never trust you. This... this is insane.

Vicky: Sometimes you have got to take chances in life.

Amanda: You are fired, Vicky.

Vicky: What?

Amanda: You heard me.

Vicky: You can't fire me.

Amanda: I am the publisher, honey.

Vicky: I will go to Iris.

Amanda: Fine, you run to Iris. She will fire you a second time.

Vicky: Then your mother will at least understand.

Amanda: My mother left for Arizona two hours ago. Clean out your things and leave.

Vicky: Amanda, please. I am sorry. You've got to give me another chance.

Amanda: No, no way.

Vicky: I have never begged for anything in my life, but I am begging for this right now.

Amanda: No!

Vicky: But we have been through so much together. You can't just kick me out.

Amanda: I can't? You have one hour to remove your things and yourself from this building. If you are not gone within one hour, I will have security escort you.

Paulina: Are you sure you don't want any help?

Ada: Oh, no, I got my tiger. I got my tiger.

Paulina: Well, let me know if you need anything.

Ada: I sure will. Honey, come on, let's go get some milk and cookies, and you can tell me all about seeing daddy's boat today.

Jamie: He really seemed to enjoy seeing the boats.

Paulina: Ah, well, who wouldn't? That boat is huge.

Jamie: 46 feet.

Paulina: Wow.

Jamie: Schooners are bigger but usually not by much. What are you used to?

Paulina: What?

Jamie: You said that your father had a sailboat. What was it? A snipe?

Paulina: Ah, I think--

Jamie: Maybe it's a sloop? Sloops are bigger.

Paulina: Yeah, that's for sure. So did you have to take classes to learn how to handle it?

Jamie: No, actually. I just started small with a snipe, but I just traded up.

Paulina: Ah. You seemed so at home when you were walking around on it.

Jamie: I am. And I want Steven to feel at home, too. You know what my dream is?

Paulina: What?

Jamie: Some day Steven and I will be racing together out on the water at full sail, just cutting the water in the wind like... well, no sense in getting carried away.

Paulina: You should have seen the look on your face when you described that.

Jamie: It is nice to think about the things Steven and I will do together.

Paulina: I bet.

Jamie: What about you?

Paulina: What about me?

Jamie: What do you want to do?

Paulina: I am not sure.

Jamie: Come on, 15 years from now, what will you be doing?

Paulina: No, really, I don't know. 15 years from now is a long time. I guess I will be working for another family.

Jamie: Right. Tell me, is it difficult to have to leave a child that you have been taking care of?

Paulina: Well, you know, I haven't worked for that many families, but yes, I do find it difficult.

[Doorbell rings]

Jamie: Excuse me. I got it, Hilda!

Mitch: Hi, Jamie, it is good to see you back.

Jamie: Good to see you, Mitch. Come on in.

Mitch: It is nice today.

Jamie: I know. We are already planning the summer around here. Have you met Paulina Cantrell? Mitch Blake.

Mitch: No. How are you?

Paulina: Nice to meet you. Fine, thanks.

Ada: Paulina, Stevie is finishing his milk with Hilda. He wants to go on his swing. You want to take him out?

Paulina: Sure, I will go get my coat. Excuse me. Nice to meet you, Mr. Blake.

Mitch: Nice meeting you.

Ada: Hi, Mitch, how you doing?

Mitch: Hi, Ada. Is Rachel around?

Ada: Well, no, she left for Arizona a couple of hours ago.

Mitch: Arizona?

Jamie: Yeah, she went with her boss. They're gonna do some archaeological work--

Mitch: With Jordan?

Ada: Yes, alone.

Jamie: Why? Is there a problem with that?

Mitch: No, no. There is no problem, not necessarily.

Ada: I tried to talk her out of it, but you know how she is.

Jamie: Mitch, what's wrong?

Mitch: Nothing, nothing's wrong.

Ada: You don't think he is on the level.

Mitch: He certainly didn't waste any time moving into Rachel's life, did he?

Ada: He told me that he was the one that brought her into emergency room--

Mitch: Yeah.

Jamie: ...When she was hit by the car.

Mitch: I know.

Jamie: Well, he certainly seems very pleasant.

Mitch: Right. Well, yeah, I mean, he--you are probably right.

Ada: I wish they had gone out in a group.

Mitch: Well, Jamie is probably right like he says. She'll be ok. There is nothing to worry about. I am sure Rachel can take care of herself, and there is no problem.

Jamie: Mom was very happy to be going.

Mitch: Good. I'll see you later.

Jamie: Bye.

Ada: Ok, Mitch.

Stacey: Do you think that I paid too much for this?

Derek: Well, let's put it this way--what you paid is more than I would have given.

Stacey: Yeah, but you said you would only give a dollar.

Derek: Oh, so you think $200 is?

Stacey : Well, I had a friend who bought something like this, and they paid $250.

Derek: Yeah, well, I guess Lucas' attorney can afford anything.

Stacey: Derek.

Derek: I mean, he'll always be on the wrong side of the law so you will always have a nice income.

Stacey: You know, I think you are going to be surprised by some of the things I bring out in court.

Derek: Yeah? Well, I doubt I will be surprised by anything that the D.A. brings out in court.

Stacey: You have still not told me whether you had a fun time today.

Derek: Yeah, I guess I did. I liked being with you.

Stacey: Well, that is always nice to hear. When did you meet Paulina?

Derek: What?

Stacey: Paulina Cantrell, Steven's new nanny.

Derek: Well--

Stacey: You never mentioned that you met her, so I...

Derek: I didn't know she was the one you'd hired. What, what is with this thing? You're going to put your eye out drinking this little parasol. Why do women always order drinks with parasols in them and little toys and stuff?

Stacey: Are you through? What about Paulina?

Derek: What about her?

Stacey: Well, are you carrying on a little side affair with her or what? You can tell me--

Derek: Why do you ask me that?

Stacey: Because I noticed the way you two were looking at each other kind of stra--

Evan: Excuse me, excuse me. Have the two of you seen Vicky Hudson?

Stacey: Yeah, she just left.

Evan: Did she say where she was going?

Stacey: No, she--she didn't say any--what's wrong?

[Bell rings]

Mitch: Hello? Anybody home? Hello?

Mrs. Johnson: May I help you?

Mitch: What are you doing here?

Mrs. Johnson: Excuse me?

Mitch: I said what are you doing here?

Mrs. Johnson: I am sorry. I...

Mitch: Wait a minute. Don't act like you don't know who I am.

Mrs. Johnson: I am afraid you had me at a disadvantage.

Mitch: My name is Mitch Blake. I am Rachel Cory's friend, and you've made several appearances as her guardian angel, haven't you?

Mrs. Johnson: I don't know what you mean.

Mitch: You don't?

Mrs. Johnson: Ah, really, Mr. Blake, I--

Mitch: Wait, are you responsible for her working here?

Mrs. Johnson: What?

Mitch: How are you connected with Ken Jordan?

Mrs. Johnson: Mr. Jordan owns this shop.

Mitch: Yes, yes, I know that. But how exactly--where do you fit in?

Mrs. Johnson: I just... I saw an ad in the newspaper advertising for an assistant to watch the shop, and I applied.

Mitch: What is it? What are you--his partner?

Mrs. Johnson: No. I am sorry, Mr. Blake. I don't know anything about any of this.

Mitch: I don't believe you.

Mrs. Johnson: I had no idea Mrs. Cory was working here.

Mitch: Don't think that I won't find out the truth.

Rachel: You want me to get in?

Ken: Hop on in. Just stow these in the back.

Rachel: Oh, hop on in, huh? This is tiny.

Ken: Think small.

Rachel: Is this going to get us there?

Ken: You bet.

Rachel: Do you know how to run this thing?

Ken: Huh? Oh, yeah. There is a manual in the glove box, I think. Why don't you take a look? Wouldn't hurt to read through it once.

Rachel: You're kidding, right?

Ken: Relax, we have a pilot.

Rachel: Good. So are you excited?

Ken: This hunting vessel's been missing for 500 years. If we can return it to the tribe? You bet I'm excited. Wait till you get a look at the site.

Rachel: It is sacred, right?

Ken: Yeah, it stretches for over a mile. Some of the artics there are absolutely stunning.

Rachel: Well, are we allowed to be there?

Ken: Oh, yeah, Jim arranged all that. It is 100% legal. Most importantly, the tribe approves.

Rachel: Good, I don't want you arrested and carted off or something.

Ken: Well, we'll still have to contend with poachers, rattlers, scorpions--not to mention the ancestor spirits. It can get a little spooky up there.

Rachel: Right, well, I don't spook easily.

Ken: Good, may take us a while to find the exact site.

Rachel: Hi.

Pilot: Hiya, folks.

Ken: How you doing?

Pilot: Good.

[Engine starts]

Ken: Get ready, Rachel. You are about to enter my world.

Sam: Hi. What happened?

Vicky: I am here because I remembered you always tried to be fair.

Sam: Well, yeah.

Vicky: Whenever I had it out with the Corys, you always listened to me.

Sam: What happened?

Vicky: Amanda fired me today.

Sam: Why?

Vicky: I did something I shouldn't have. I tried to swing a really big deal all by myself.

Sam: What happened?

Vicky: Nothing really. But Amanda was furious.

Sam: And then she fired you?

Vicky: Sam, I'll do anything. I'll apologize. I'll take a pay cut. I don't care. I want my job back.

Sam: Why, Vic? What--

Vicky: Because I love it there. It is the one--one thing that saved me after all that business with Steven and Jamie and running off to Lassiter.

Sam: Yeah, I heard that the job meant a lot to you.

Vicky: You know, women even started writing in about how that article affected them. Can you imagine what that meant to me?

Sam: Yeah, sure.

Vicky: You have to talk to Amanda for me.

Sam: Vicky, I can't get involved--

Vicky: You have to, Sam!

Sam: I can't!

Vicky: After the way she treated you, you think she can just walk all over both of us?

Sam: What does that mean?

Vicky: Nothing.

Sam: You must have had something in mind, Vicky.

Vicky: It's--it's just... you've had a lot of troubles lately, right?

Sam: Yeah, and we've talked about that.

Vicky: Everything?

Sam: Yeah. We had--we had a lot to work through.

Vicky: Oh. I--I didn't realize.

Sam: She knows--she knows that secrets don't work. She knows that.

Vicky: Yeah, I--I... guess things are never as secretive as we think they are.

Sam: Yeah. Right. So we talked about it.

Vicky: Well, it must have been last night after I left the house.

Sam: Why do you say that?

Vicky: Because you know what you didn't know about her before that.

Sam: Yeah, right, it was--it was last night.

Vicky: She told you. And it--I mean... it was all right?

Sam: You mean, it was all right that she slept with Evan?

Vicky: Yes. I had no idea you knew about that.

Sam: Yeah, I knew.

Vicky: Oh, Sam, you poor guy.

Sam: I don't need your pity.

Vicky: It is one man in a million who can forgive his wife for something like that. You must really love her.

Sam: Yeah, well... I am sorry. I can't help you.

Vicky: Sam, this job means everything to me.

Sam: I am sorry.

Vicky: You don't know what it's like to have the thing you love most ripped out from underneath you. Why does she have that kind of power over me, Sam?

Sam: I have to get back to work.

Vicky: Would you at least mention it to her? Will you mention that I was here and that you know about it all?

Sam: You can count on it. I'll definitely mention it to her.

Vicky: Thank you, Sam. I'll talk to you later.

Stacey: Well, what do you think?

Derek: Ah, tempting.

Stacey: Oh, I just fixed my lipstick. You bum.

Derek: No, you look--it looks great. And you taste pretty good, too, I got to say.

Stacey: When are we going to order dinner?

Derek: As soon as the waiter shows up.

Stacey: You know what I noticed?

Derek: What were you noticing?

Stacey: I was noticing Paulina really seems interested in Jamie.

Derek: Oh, I doubt that.

Stacey: Why?

Derek: She is not the type that chases guys.

Stacey: You mean to tell me you know what type she is by meeting her once at the Pelican Club and having a few words with her this morning?

Derek: Well... um...

Stacey: Is something the matter?

Derek: No, nothing, no.

Stacey: Well, she seems nice.

Derek: Yeah, I imagine she is. Yeah.

Stacey: Yeah, just hope she is as honest as she looks.

Derek: So do I.

Stacey: Derek, is there something about her that you are not telling me?

Rachel: It's beautiful.

Ken: I know.

Rachel: Makes you feel so free.

Ken: What?

Rachel: Free!

Ken: Yeah, no telephones where we are going. No cars, no visitors.

Rachel: Just us and the desert?

Ken: That's right.

Rachel: It's great.

Sam: Amanda Cory... will you marry me?

Amanda: Oh! It moved. The baby moved.

Sam: It did?

Amanda: She must think that this wedding is right, too.

Sam: It's "he," come on.

Amanda: "He," "she," "us."

Sam: "Us," that's a great word, "us."

Amanda: I love you.

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