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Another World Transcript Friday 4/14/06
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[Knock on door]
Cass: Oh, good, you're still here. That'll save me another trip.
Amanda: Hi. I'm sorry it took me so long to get to the door.
Cass: That's ok. You got a couple of minutes?
Amanda: What is it you wanted to talk to me about?
Cass: I have the papers for you to sign. They have to be recorded before your birthday.
Amanda: Um, what papers?
Cass: Your inheritance. On your birthday you stand to inherit a sizeable chunk of it.
Amanda: I had completely forgotten.
Cass: Yeah, well, Sam didn't.
Amanda: Sam talked to you about this?
Cass: Yeah, he called and asked me to execute the power of attorney for him.
Amanda: Power of attorney-- what would he need that for?
Cass: He doesn't, unless something were to happen to you.
Ken: Sorry, I'm out to lunch.
Paulina: You're telling me.
Paulina: Do you say that to all your customers?
Ken: I told you not to come here.
Paulina: We have a lot to discuss, Ken.
Ken: Not here and not now.
Paulina: Especially since it looks like you're falling in love with Rachel.
Ken: I'm what?
Paulina: I've seen the way you look at her, Ken. I heard all that "hair blazing in the sunset" stuff.
Ken: Make your point.
Paulina: If you are falling in love with her, that changes everything for us.
Sharlene: What is this? What does it mean?
John: That's what I'm asking you.
Sharlene: A scarf--a--a matchbook?
John: From a restaurant I've never taken you to.
Sharlene: And this--what is this?
John: Oh, you know what those are, Sharlene. Those are birth control pills.
Sharlene: Birth control?
John: Yeah, prescriptions made out to Sharly Watts.
Sharlene: John, I don't take-- I--I don't know what to say.
John: Why don't you start with the truth?
Sharlene: It doesn't make sense.
John: Oh, sure it does. It does if you're having an affair.
Sharlene: How can you even think that?
John: I don't know what to think.
Sharlene: Don't you know how much I love you? That I wouldn't look at another man?
John: What are you trying to tell me, Sharlene? You trying to tell me somebody just sneaked in here and just put them in your drawers--
Sharlene: Don't yell at me--don't yell at me. Don't.
John: Look, I'm sorry. I don't mean to yell at you, Sharlene, but I need your help. I'm asking you for your help, please. Help me explain this stuff.
[Whispering] I'm so sorry. Help me exp...
Sharlene: I'll try. I will try, I will try very hard. All right, a matchbook.
John: From L'etoile. Have you ever been there?
Sharlene: No, I have not, but-- but--
John: But what?
Sharlene: But John, I could've gotten this from the Pelican Club, from a customer. They're always leaving matchbooks lying around.
John: Sharlene, what do you want matches for? You don't smoke. Do you?
Sharlene: No. John, we need them for candles or--or for the grill.
John: All right. What about these--what about these birth control pills?
Sharlene: I just--
John: Why didn't you tell me that you were taking them?
Sharlene: I don't know.
John: I thought you hated the name Sharly.
Sharlene: I do!
John: Well, these are made out to Sharly Watts. What the hell is that all about?
Sharlene: Because I--I was under a lot of stress, John. I've been under so much stress lately. I probably went and gave them the wrong name by mistake when I went to the pharmacy.
John: Why are you taking them in the first place?
Sharlene: Because I thought that we had decided that we wouldn't start a family until-- until I was completely myself again.
John: You might have told me about the pills.
Sharlene: I'm sorry. I really am. Oh, John, I love you.
John: There's something else, too. Emma.
Sharlene: What about her?
John: Why did she leave so suddenly?
Sharlene: I--I don't know. I thought--I thought it was strange, too. I thought that maybe... maybe she had a fight with Frankie.
John: Did you say something to her?
Sharlene: No, I d--no, no. Now John, Emma is one of those very sensitive types of people. She takes offense at the least little thing. It wasn't my fault, honestly. You believe me, don't you? You've got to believe me.
Ken: You have got this all wrong, Paulina.
Paulina: How? Tell me.
Ken: You're thinking with your emotions, not your head.
Paulina: I'm not supposed to feel? Don't you know what this means to me? I grew up with nothing, Ken.
Ken: Yes, and who came along and changed all that?
Paulina: I just want you to understand that this is important to me. I have a lot at stake.
Ken: All the more reason to get things in perspective. Look, one wrong move and it's all over.
Paulina: You and Rachel Cory.
Ken: Oh, you're too easily taken in by appearances. Why are we talking about me, anyway? You're the one that's screwing up.
Ken: Yes, you came that close to getting fired. I had to talk like crazy to get Rachel to keep you on.
Ken: She is not exactly thrilled with your behavior.
Paulina: What are you talking about?
Ken: She says you act like you're a guest in the house or maybe an extra family member.
Paulina: I--I act like all the other servants in the place. "Yes, ma'am." "Can I help you with anything else, ma'am?"
Ken: All right, all right, all right. I think what she's really upset about is that you're making goo-goo eyes at Jamie. And she's right. That is not going to help our cause.
Amanda: I didn't have any idea that Sam had even spoken to you about this.
Cass: Yes, we were talking about some other business and he told me that the two of you had discussed transferring the power of attorney that I have over your trust to him.
Amanda: And you think this is the right thing to do?
Cass: Well, there is no reason not to do it.
Amanda: No, no.
Cass: By the way, the two of you should consider drawing up wills, and soon, for Alli's sake.
Amanda: God, I had--that had never even occurred to me.
Cass: Well, it's a real good idea. If, God forbid, something should happen to the two of you, you don't want the probate court to be making all the decisions on Alli's future.
Amanda: No--no, I don't even want to think about that.
Cass: I don't blame you. And you certainly don't have to go into it right now. You don't even have to sign this.
Amanda: But you think that I should.
Cass: It's completely up to you, Amanda.
Amanda: Well, there's no reason that I shouldn't sign this over, right?
Cass: Well, your marriage is a little different than most in that you have more personal wealth than your husband.
Cass: And that can get a little tricky for less solid marriages. But you and Sam have things all worked out.
Amanda: Um, does it have on here where I sign?
Cass: Yeah, all the X's.
Cass: Hey, looks like you're doing some work on the place.
Amanda: Yeah, a little.
Cass: When Sam told me you'd moved back in, it didn't surprise me at all. This place seems like you guys. It's more of a--
Amanda: A home?
Cass: Yeah--yeah. Of course I'm not putting down the Cory mansion.
Cass: Don't get me wrong, that's a pretty nice place to live, especially if you're into castles on 40 acres with lakes, and pools, and--
Cass: ...Stables, and tennis courts, and good mechanicals, and fully detailed et cetera, et cetera.
Amanda: You sound like you've been house hunting.
Cass: As a matter of fact, after I leave here I'm meeting Frankie. We're starting today.
Amanda: Have you picked your neighborhood?
Cass: Any place that's not within five miles of the law office.
Amanda: Ah, you want to get away from it all, huh?
Cass: I'm actually thinking about green grass and fresh air.
Amanda: [Scoffs] Amazing.
Cass: I know. Can you believe it? When I was talking to Sam, he said that things are really starting to look up.
Amanda: Can you stay for a little while, or do you have to meet Frankie right away? I mean, we could have a cup of coffee and wait for Sam to come home.
Cass: I'm sorry, I--we have to meet that realtor in about a half an hour.
Amanda: Oh. All right, well, maybe another time.
Cass: Yeah, any other time. So here, you keep this copy for your personal records, and I'll see that these are recorded. And that's that. I guess it's time for me to become a land baron.
Amanda: [Laughs] Well, give Frankie my love.
Cass: Ok. See Donna.
John: I don't know what to believe anymore.
Sharlene: You believe that I love you, don't you?
John: I love you, Sharlene. That's all I know for sure.
Sharlene: [Whispering] Don't say that, please don't say that.
John: When we got married, I-I really felt that my life was complete.
Sharlene: Yes, but--
John: I mean I--I figured... I figured that I would wake up every morning knowing how the rest of my day was going to be. That I would go to work, and I would come home and find my wife there. And that we would--we would eat, and talk, and laugh, and make love, and understand each other. I was so sure that I had finally found what I needed for so long--a woman that I could love and that I could trust; a career that finally meant something. It was all coming together for me.
Sharlene: John, I know.
Sharlene: And now we can fix it, we can fix it. We can--we can get it back to what we had before.
Sharlene: By believing in each other.
John: There are too many questions, Sharlene. There are too many things that just don't add up.
Sharlene: John, you've got to let this go, forget about it, if you just let it go...
John: I can't. I can't. I've got to know why.
Sharlene: What are you going to do?
John: I'll tell you what I'm not going to do. I'm not going to stand still while everything that I love is destroyed.
Sharlene: John, wh--where are you going?
John: To get some answers. You stay here. Just stay home. I'll be back soon.
Ken: Rachel, hi.
Rachel: Hi. Is it all right that I come in? It's starting to rain.
Ken: Of course, sure. Come on in. I didn't expect to see you again today.
Ken: What brings you out here?
Rachel: Errands. Do you remember it's--it's Amanda's birthday this week?
Ken: I knew that, yes.
Rachel: Well, did you know that we're having a party and you're invited?
Ken: That I didn't know.
Rachel: Would you like to come?
Ken: I don't think that would be such a great idea, actually.
Rachel: Why not?
Ken: Rachel, you know Amanda is not very fond of me.
Rachel: Well, that's her problem. You're my friend whether she is fond of you or not.
Ken: Ok, friend, I'll be there.
Rachel: Good. Now, I need a perfect gift for her.
Ken: Ah, a birthday gift?
Rachel: No, a house warming gift for Amanda and Sam.
Ken: A perfect house gift. Well, let's see, off the top of my head--how about a fertility figurine.
Ken: From the Transvaal.
Rachel: Not just the ticket.
Ken: Not the ticket. All right. Oh, well, how about this--a cricket cage from the Quemoy Island in the China sea?
Rachel: Ah--as in a cage to hold crickets.
Ken: Well, you know--fatten them up for the holiday feasts.
Rachel: No, I don't think so.
Ken: No. All right, fine. Let's see--oh, here we are, how about an 18th Century opium pipe?
Ken: No. I should've known that. Well, all right. How about your basic astrolabe from the 17th Century?
Rachel: Oh, isn't it great?
Ken: Gorgeous, huh?
Rachel: I think I was looking for something more jolly.
Ken: Something more jolly. Well, what could be jollier to a lost seaman than an astrolabe?
Rachel: I can think of a couple of things.
Ken: Why don't you just go to the discount store and buy her a microwave oven and quit bothering me?
Rachel: Well, there, now I've gotten you all huffy.
Rachel: Why are you huffy?
Ken: I'm huffy be--I am not huffy. I don't get huffy. I don't even know what huffy means. Isn't that a football player?
Rachel: Amanda already has a microwave.
Ken: I have just the thing.
Rachel: What? A rock!
Ken: A rock? You call this a rock?
Ken: This is a geode.
Rachel: Oh, well, it's a very lovely rock.
Ken: These are practically precious gems. Look at those crystals.
Rachel: Mm-hmm, lovely.
Ken: Look at all the facets. You see, that's why I thought it would be appropriate for Sam and Amanda.
Ken: To remind them that they each have many facets.
Ada: Matthew Cory's residence. Matthew isn't here. Leave a message at the sound of the beep. Beep!
Ada: Oh, Amanda. What a thrill--somebody who wants to maybe talk to me for a change.
Amanda: What's going on?
Ada: Well, the phone never stops ringing. It's always for Matthew, and I'd like to tear the damn thing out of the wall.
Amanda: So why don't you just keep the machine on?
Ada: You know me. I turn to jelly with these machines. And anyway, nobody is ever home to show me how it works.
Amanda: Well, I'll show you tonight.
Amanda: Yes, Sam and I coming over for supper. Is he there?
Ada: He was here. Oh, you're not coming here for supper tonight.
Amanda: We're not?
Ada: Sam said that you two had some hot plans.
Ada: Didn't he tell you?
Amanda: No, of course he did. I guess I just, uh, let it slip my mind.
Ada: What's happening? Little pre-birthday celebration?
Amanda: Yeah, that's right.
Ada: Well, listen, save some of your energy for the party. We've got some kind of bash planned for here.
Amanda: Yeah, I can't wait.
Ada: You remember the birthday party we had for you when you were 5?
Amanda: Oh, Daddy hired the clown.
Ada: Yeah, Jocko the magnificent. He was late. When he finally showed up he was 5 sheets to the wind. During his routine, he tripped over a kid and knocked out both of his teeth.
Amanda: Yeah, that was a disaster.
Ada: No clowns this time, thank you very much.
Amanda: No, thank you very much.
Ada: I've always loved your birthdays. They remind me of how lucky I am to have you in my life.
Amanda: I love you, grandma.
Ada: I love you, too.
Amanda: Bye. [Gasps] Oh. I need to get a grip.
Cass: Where's Fitzy?
Frankie: [French accent] Mrs. Fitz Maurice, our realtor?
Cass: She instructed me to call her Fitzy.
Frankie: She had to go back to the office for a few minutes.
Cass: So, that would mean that we're alone.
Frankie: Nobody here but us.
Cass: Come over here. So you're really going to be my wife, huh?
Cass: [Whistles] And we're gonna live together for the rest of our lives?
Cass: Sure about that?
Cass: Good, just checking from time to time. Things can only get better for us, Frankie, you know.
Frankie: I will settle for the way they are right now--this moment. I love you so much. And we're supposed to be looking at houses.
Cass: What do you think of this one?
Frankie: I don't mean to influence you--
Frankie: [Laughs] But I did fall in love with it the second I walked in the door.
Cass: I like the outside.
Frankie: Oh, and the inside goes on forever--room after room.
Cass: A person could get lost here, yeah.
Frankie: It was built in 1890, and--
Cass: Right off the bat, I knew it was not postmodern.
Frankie: Got to wake up pretty early in the morning to put one over on Cass Winthrop.
Cass: Hey, I'm telling you. Put one of these over on me.
Frankie: This house makes you romantic.
Cass: Oh, no--you make me romantic. Let's talk plumbing.
Cass: [Laughs] In the house. And wiring. You know, "how's your insulation" and stuff like that.
Frankie: You're talking to the wrong woman, I--
Cass: I'll tell you, if that price that Fitzy quoted me is the real thing, we got a real handyman's special here.
Frankie: Well, needs a little work, so... just think about the history.
Cass: What history?
Frankie: The vibes in this place are incredible. I've been in every room--
Cass: Good incredible?
Frankie: Good incredible. Not a bad spirit in the place.
Cass: Well, there has to be at least one very depressed spirit, the one belonging to the poor owner who had to heat all these rooms.
Frankie: I have to show you something--
Cass: What? Hey!
Cass: Who's been carving their initials in our window seat?
Frankie: J.M. and F.T.
Cass: Oh, "J.M. & F.T. 1890." Wow.
Frankie: With a heart around it.
Cass: Wow. A 100 years they were sitting here?
Frankie: And maybe they're looking down at us right now--
Frankie: ...And wondering if we love each other as much as they did.
Cass: Nobody could love anybody as much as I love you--
Frankie: Oh, sweet.
Cass: ...Standing right here, right now. I wonder if J.M. and F.T. did this a hundred years ago.
Cass: Or this?
Cass: And then...
Cass: ...Found their way into one of the many other rooms and--
Frankie: So what do you think? Will you put a bid on this incredibly romantic house?
Ken: Uh... it's a mouse.
Rachel: A mouse. You selling mice now?
Ken: Yes, the rare tree climber from Sierra Leone. Maybe Sam and Amanda would like one of those.
Rachel: Maybe they would.
Ken: I could wrap it up real pretty.
Rachel: Maybe not. What about this?
Ken: [Sighs] The clock.
Rachel: Does it chime?
Ken: Absolutely, very beautifully.
Rachel: Good, I'll take it.
Ken: Good. We're a little short on wrapping paper right now.
Rachel: You haven't had wrapping paper here since I started working here. It's ok, I'll take it.
Ken: No, no, no, no, no. I wouldn't hear of it. You let me wrap this up real nice, fix it up, and I'll bring it to your gathering. How's that?
Rachel: Do I get a professional discount for it?
Ken: Are you kidding? Not a penny until you come back here to work full time.
Rachel: See you at the party.
Ken: I'm looking forward to it. All right, you can come out now.
Paulina: "I'm looking forward to it"?
Ken: That's why you don't ever come out here. That's why you don't do anything to jeopardize our situation.
Ken: You just stick to your assignment.
Paulina: All right!
Ken: All right. Get any closer to finding it?
Paulina: The house is huge. I mean, there are basements under basements, 3 attics.
Ken: Well, keep looking. We need proof.
Paulina: I did find out that Mac likes to go fishing. Jamie said that he'd gone fishing in Maine when he passed away.
Ken: I told you that.
Paulina: Well, I was hoping to find something in his fishing gear. I mean, they should've shipped it back afterwards.
Ken: I saw fishing rods and tackle in Mac's hotel room when I was there. Good thinking, Paulina. I knew you were a bright girl. Now, come on. Get back there and get to work.
Paulina: I just want to make sure.
Ken: I know. Don't you worry, your day is coming. Oh, here, take this.
[Rain and thunder]
Ken: It's paper but it's tougher than it looks. It's been painted with a waterproof shellac so that it's impermeable and yet extremely-- lightweight.
Amanda: Machine again. Evan, hi. It's Amanda. I just wanted to talk to you. I'll try you later. Where are you?
[Rain and thunder]
Amanda: Sam, is that you?
Sam: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dearest Amanda happy birthday to you
Amanda: Thank you. That's very sweet.
Sam: What's the matter with you?
Amanda: You scared me.
Sam: I'm sorry. I was trying to surprise you.
Amanda: Why would you turn the lights out?
Sam: What good are candles-- ow--if the lights are on? Voila.
Amanda: Wow, they're all lit.
Sam: Yeah, now you get to make a wish.
Amanda: Yeah. Oops.
Sam: Yeah, well, there goes your wish.
Amanda: Yeah, I guess so.
Sam: So what did you wish for?
Amanda: Nothing you'd be interested in.
Sam: Oh, come on, I am always interested in your wishes.
Amanda: I wished that Vicky would leave my family alone.
Sam: That'll be the day.
Amanda: Yeah, wouldn't it?
Sam: So, listen, do you want to eat that now or do you want to wait till after dinner?
Amanda: What's going on with dinner, anyway?
Sam: It's a surprise too. I hope you like it.
Amanda: You know, if it was up to me, we would be over at my mother's house because they were expecting us.
Sam: I'll share you with your family on your birthday. Tonight I get you all to myself. Well, Amanda, what's wrong?
Cass: What's wrong?
Frankie: Oh, nothing. Everything is so right. I just got this feeling. This house wants us.
Cass: The house wants us?
Frankie: And it's not what you think.
Cass: And what do I think?
Frankie: You think that I am into something spooky again.
Cass: I am crazy about your spookiness.
Frankie: But--but it's like this vision, you see.
Cass: A vision?
Frankie: Of you and me--
Frankie: ...Sitting around our cozy kitchen table--
Cass: Playing stud poker--
Cass: ...With our 4 kids.
Frankie: 4 kids?
Cass: Ok, 3.
Frankie: We--we've never talked about kids. And, um-- [Clears throat] ...I don't--I don't know if it's right to bring kids into this overpopulated, polluted world.
Cass: Oh, hey, come on, there's always room for a few more kids, especially if they look like you--your beautiful hair and your wild eyes.
Frankie: But maybe--maybe it's better to adopt. You know, help out--help out a kid that doesn't have anything?
Cass: Frankie-Frankie, we have the rest of our lives to sort this out, ok?
Frankie: [Breathes heavily]
Cass: Frankie, come on. What's wrong? Do you want to put your head between your knees?
Frankie: It's--it's--it's just dawning on me that up until now I have led a pretty unconventional life.
Cass: Keep breathing. So?
Frankie: And here we are talking about kids and--and houses. And next it will be dogs and-- and picket fences and shrubs, and second cars and--
Cass: We're building our lives here.
Frankie: And we are--we are--
Cass: We are building a life together, Frankie. There are no rules.
Frankie: We have been so into being in love that we haven't even talked about basic things.
Cass: Like what? Like do you squeeze the toothpaste tube from the top or the bottom?
Frankie: Exactly. Little things like that that can--that can ruin a relationship.
Cass: Let's look at this positively, ok? Dating you was a disaster. Marrying you is gonna be a piece of cake. Har-har-har-har.
Frankie: I do love this house. Don't you?
Cass: Um-- Frankie, I have to tell you this. At least a dozen clients of mine are filing for divorce because their marriages could not withstand the trials and tribulations of renovating old houses.
Frankie: Oh, come on.
Cass: No, listen to me. I'm telling you the truth, believe me. Have you seen the movie "The Money Pit"?
Frankie: It was a movie, for Pete's sake.
Cass: Extremely well researched.
Frankie: And they lived happily ever after.
Cass: It was a movie, for Pete's sake. I'm telling you, real people can't take the stress.
Frankie: Come on. Wasn't it you who told me that our love can withstand anything? [Laughs]
Cass: Ok. Is that how I sounded?
Cass: Oh, remind me to retrain myself. Ok, I'll think about it. Not about our love but about renovating an old wreck.
Frankie: It is not a wreck. It is a lovely old home.
Cass: Oh, I hurt her feelings.
Cass: Listen, I can't wait for Fitzy any longer.
Frankie: What should I tell her?
Cass: I've got a pile of work. Tell her we'll think about it, all right?
Cass: That's good news. And I'll see you later.
Cass: Try not to worry, all right? We're in this together.
Cass: I love you.
Frankie: You, too. I'll be by the office.
Cass: Good, we'll go to dinner.
Frankie: Bye. Mm. Don't you worry, J.M. and F.T. I'll be back.
John: Got a beer back there?
Al: Got a bunch of them. Any particular kind?
John: Coldest. Listen, that was a real nice gesture the other day.
John: Gesture, you know? It was very nice of you. She really appreciated it.
Al: Who appreciated what?
John: Sharlene. She appreciated the roses.
Al: You lost me.
John: Sharlene told me that you and a couple of the other bartenders gave her a bouquet of roses.
Al: Wasn't me. Hey, but I'm not here all the time. It could've been some of the guys on the other shift, I guess.
John: Yeah, I guess that's what it was.
Man: Hey, Al, how's it going?
Al: What do you say, Chick?
Chick: C.C. and soda, huh?
Al: You got it.
Chick: Hey... where is--where is Sharly?
Al: She is off tonight. She was here earlier today.
Chick: Oh, you know, because we were wondering, you know, maybe if she could come and--
Al: Here you go, Chick.
Chick: Oh, ok. Thanks.
John: Why'd he call her Sharly?
Al: Well, you know, she told all the regulars to call her Sharly. It's an inside thing. It makes the guys feel good.
John: Sharlene hates that name.
Al: You know, you're right. Sometimes she does.
John: Sometimes? What the hell is going on?
Rachel: Now wait a minute, is that me with my back to the camera?
Rachel: Right over here with this horrid gown on.
Ada: You had that horrid gown made. It cost an obscene amount of money, if I recall.
Rachel: I don't remember it being so ugly. Why did you let me wear this?
Ada: As if I could stop you. Anyway, you looked gorgeous in it.
Rachel: It's too much.
Ada: It was perfect.
Rachel: I don't even like this style.
Ada: You never did.
Rachel: Well, then why did I wear it?
Ada: Because you wanted to wear something flashy to Amanda's debut.
Rachel: Did you help me pick this out?
Ada: All of a sudden it's my fault.
Rachel: No, really.
Ada: You couldn't have a little bad taste all on your own, just for once?
Rachel: Oh, look, Mac and Amanda.
Rachel: That's a darling picture.
Ada: He was so proud.
Paulina: Excuse me.
Rachel: Yes, Paulina.
Paulina: I was just wondering if you wanted me to wake Steven. I know you don't like him to nap too late.
Rachel: No, it's all right. He can sleep.
Ada: Easy for you to say. You won't be up with him until midnight.
Paulina: Oh, that's all right, I don't mind.
Ada: Paulina, come and look at the pictures of Amanda's debut.
Paulina: Oh, I'd love to see them.
Ada: And please, tell me I look a little bit better than that. Look at that dopey smile.
Rachel: It's not dopey.
Ada: It is dopey, it's phony. Now please, please tell me that doesn't look like me?
Paulina: You are much more beautiful in person.
Ada: And thinner?
Rachel: [Laughs] Mom.
Ada: Paulina, you are a perfect person. I am going to start Amanda's party.
Rachel: Well, you don't need to, Mom. I think Helen's got everything under control.
Ada: Oh, well, I think I'll go make Helen nervous. And don't put those albums away. I want to look at 'em later.
Rachel: She will, too, you know.
Rachel: Make Helen nervous. She's been doing that a lot lately and looking at the photograph albums.
Paulina: What's wrong with that?
Rachel: [Sighs] I just think it keeps her too focused on the past. I wish she'd get out and make more friends.
Paulina: Well, maybe she will, someday--
Rachel: Maybe you will, too, someday.
Rachel: Get out and make new friends.
Paulina: I'm not quite sure I understand.
Rachel: It's just that this house is so far from the city.
Paulina: I prefer that.
Rachel: Someone your age?
Paulina: I like the quiet.
Rachel: All the time?
Paulina: I really don't know what you're--
Rachel: It's just that you're here all the time, Paulina. It's not that we mind or anything, it's just--
Paulina: But I'm not part of the family. Is that what you're trying to say?
Rachel: I guess I am, in a way. It's not your home.
Paulina: Well, you know, it is difficult, you know, trying to get a lift into the city and--
Rachel: Yes, I should imagine it would be.
Paulina: Look, I'm grateful to be here, Mrs. Cory. I feel very fortunate to have this job. Unless--
Rachel: Unless what?
Paulina: Are you unhappy with my work?
Rachel: Not at all. Anyway, it's not up to me. Jamie and Vicky are very happy with it and Steven adores you.
Paulina: Good. Because I'd like to stay on for as long as you'll all have me.
Amanda: It's just the storm.
Sam: Storms never used to bother you before.
Amanda: Well, this one just has me a little spooked.
Sam: That's all?
Amanda: Yeah, that's all.
Sam: Good. I don't want anything to interfere with this very special evening I have planned--one to remember.
Amanda: Oh, nothing's gonna interfere.
Amanda: What happened with my car?
Sam: What do you mean?
Amanda: Well, I thought you were gonna take it to your mechanic and find out why the brake fluid--
Sam: My mechanic?
Amanda: Mom said that you had my car towed this morning.
Sam: Yeah, I didn't take it to my mechan--mechanic.
Amanda: Well, why? Didn't you want to get it checked?
Sam: Well, there goes the other major surprise of the evening.
Amanda: What major surprise?
Sam: Well, I might as well let the cat completely out of the bag.
Amanda: Yeah, you might as well.
Sam: When I heard that you'd almost gotten killed in that car, I freaked. You mean too much to me. I don't want anything to happen to you.
Amanda: So what did you do?
Sam: I sold the car to a junker and I had it scrapped.
Amanda: You sold the car?
Sam: Yeah. Felt good, too.
Amanda: Without asking me? Without getting anything checked on it?
Sam: [Sighs] You're upset.
Amanda: Sam, why would you do that?
Sam: Why would I get it checked, Amanda? It was a piece of junk.
Amanda: Sam, it was my car.
Sam: Yeah, and you almost got killed in it. I love you. I wanted it gone.
Amanda: So you just got rid of it.
Sam: Yeah, and put a down payment on a new car. It's going to be delivered tomorrow morning.
Sam: I wanted it to be a special birthday.
Cass: Oh, no you don't.
Frankie: Don't what?
Cass: You are way too early.
Frankie: Fitzy came right after you left and I told her that we'd think about it.
Cass: Fitzy Schmitzy! I have a ton of work to do here, Frankie.
Frankie: So do it, I'm not stopping you.
Cass: Yes, you are.
Cass: By being here, by being you, by looking like that.
Frankie: Like that?
Cass: Yeah. You know, sexy like that, you know. How do you expect me to do anything but this?
Frankie: Get back to work.
Cass: Oh, right. We have to put our 4 kids through college.
Frankie: I'll read in the office.
Cass: No, no, no, I need to look at some books in the office. You need to wait out here. I won't be too long, I promise.
Frankie: Got it.
John: Hi, Frankie.
Frankie: Uh, you here to see Cass?
John: No, I don't have an appointment. I--
Frankie: Well, he's super busy, but I'll tell him you're here.
John: No, that's all right. I wanted to talk to you--about Sharlene.
John: Haven't seen you around the farm lately.
Frankie: You don't know, do you?
John: Know what?
Frankie: About the fight Sharlene and I had.
Frankie: She said my mother was miserable and it was all my fault.
John: When did this happen?
Frankie: The day mama left. And I haven't seen Sharlene since.
John: I can't believe this. It's--it's like I don't even know her any more.
[Rain and thunder]
Sharlene: What is going on?
John: Now do you know what I'm saying?
Frankie: Yeah--yeah, I do.
Sharlene: How does this happen?
Frankie: She's in therapy, right?
John: Sort of.
Frankie: Why isn't it helping?
Sharlene: [Sighs] Why is it doing this to me?
John: I don't know if her therapist is addressing the right issues, or if Sharlene is gonna let her.
Frankie: What are you talking about?
John: Frankie, I need to ask a favor.
Frankie: Sure, anything.
John: I want you to make up with Sharlene and then stay real close to her.
Frankie: Ok. You want me to tail my own aunt, like--like she's a cheating wife or something?
John: I have to find out why she's acting the way she is, and if she's keeping secrets, what they are. No matter--no matter what happens. No matter who's involved.
Rachel: So you are happy here.
Paulina: Can't you tell?
Rachel: I don't know you that well.
Paulina: I love my job, I love your family. I only wish--
Paulina: Well, I wish that I had known Mr. Cory.
Rachel: He was a wonderful man.
Paulina: I feel like he's still such a presence in this house.
Rachel: Yes, I think he always will be.
Paulina: You know, Jamie has told me quite a bit about him.
Rachel: Has he?
Paulina: Oh, yeah. His--his favorite books, hobbies, even some of his favorite quotes. Wait, let me see if I can remember. "The less men speak of their greatness, the more we think of it."
Rachel: Francis Bacon.
Paulina: And then there is the one by Oscar Wilde. "The cynic is one who"--
Rachel: ..."Knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."
Rachel: Mac was one of the least cynical men I have ever met. He believed in people, always thought the best of everyone. One of the last great optimists.
Paulina: One of the last great fishermen, too, from what Jamie tells me.
Rachel: Mm, his only fault. [Laughs]
Paulina: You know, maybe Steven will be, too.
Rachel: Oh, he was looking forward to taking Steven fishing.
Paulina: You know, if you tell me where the family fishing gear is, maybe I could take him fishing tomorrow.
Rachel: I don't know how much 14-month-olds fish.
Paulina: [Laughs] We'll just drop a line in the little stream, that's all. I mean, who knows, it might plant the seed early.
Rachel: It's a lovely idea, but I am going to need you tomorrow to help with the party.
Paulina: Oh, ok.
Rachel: Speaking of which, I am going to go to bed. It's going to be a long day tomorrow. Goodnight.
[Rain and thunder]
Sam: Some night, wasn't it?
Amanda: Yeah, it was.
Sam: I was parking cars with the belle of the ball. If I had only known.
Amanda: Known what?
Sam: That that lowly valet would marry an heiress.
Amanda: Does that still bother you?
Sam: Hey, I'm happy if you are.
Amanda: That's sweet.
Sam: Yeah, well, I'm a sweet guy.
Amanda: I talked to Cass today.
Sam: Yeah? Did you talk to him about my meeting with him?
Sam: I hope you don't mind me taking things in hand like that.
Amanda: Well, you don't have to--never done that before.
Sam: No. But I heard this show on the radio--this judge talking about how bad it would be if one spouse died and didn't leave the other spouse legal power.
Amanda: Yeah, I guess it would be terrible.
Sam: Yeah, so, since I don't have any assets, I figured it was a good idea.
Amanda: But how did you remember that this was the birthday that I came into that inheritance?
Sam: I didn't. It was a coincidence.
Amanda: Oh. I--I guess so.
Sam: So, are you tired?
Amanda: No, not at all.
Sam: Well, how 'bout we go to bed?
Amanda: I just said I wasn't tired.
Sam: Who said anything about sleeping?
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