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Another World Transcript Thursday 5/18/06

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Vicky: Ok. All right. Here's some more peanuts. You can put these around some place. Oh, alcohol -- do we have enough for the Alkies? Yeah, looks like it. We probably have more some place.

Bridget: Victoria.

Vicky: What?

Bridget: Haven't you forgotten something?

Vicky: What?

Bridget: Where's the rest of your dress?

Vicky: Hey! Relatively short is in this season. Give me these. All right. Here, I'll help put them out.

Bridget: Victoria -- oh -- oh, well. Oh --

Vicky: Hey, this fish stuff looks great.

Bridget: Thank you.

Paulina: Hi.

Vicky: Oh, hi. I'm glad you made it back so soon.

Paulina: Oh, that's right. The party's tonight, isn't it?

Vicky: Yeah, well, go change into something festive and join the fun.

Paulina: Uh, I -- I don't think so, Vicky. Not tonight. Thanks, though.

Vicky: Oh, brother. What have the Corys done to you now?

Rachel: Nothing's here. All of Mac's things are gone.

Ken: What's happened to them?

Rachel: Who took them out of this closet without asking me? Hilda! Hilda!

Amanda: Hey, hold it -- hold it. I was downstairs in the storage room looking for those chairs you want re-caned. What's the matter?

Rachel: Someone has taken all of Mac's things out of the closet.

Amanda: I know -- I did.

Rachel: You did?

Amanda: Well, yeah. I thought you had enough to handle today without having to pack Mac's things away.

Rachel: So you just took them all out of the closet without telling me?

Amanda: Well, sure. Why?

Ken: What did you do with them, Amanda?

Amanda: I gave them to charity.

Amanda: You really think that Josie was behind this from the very beginning?

Matt: Yes.

Amanda: She actually set herself up to make it look like someone was stalking her? All this for publicity?

Matt: I mean, it was like this person that I knew wasn't real. I believed her because I loved her.

Amanda: I know. I know just what you mean.

[Doorbell rings]

Matt: Let me get that.

Amanda: Ok.

Matt: Frankie, Cass.

Cass: Hello, Matt. Is Amanda home?

Matt: Yeah. Come on in.

Cass: Good. Thank you.

Cass: Hello, Amanda.

Amanda: Hi, Cass, Frankie.

Frankie: Amanda, hi.

Cass: Can we talk in here?

Amanda: Sure, yeah. Have a seat.

Cass: Thank you. All right. Well, they've scheduled a hearing tomorrow on Sam's case.

Amanda: What kind of a hearing?

Cass: I'm sorry things are escalating. I thought that we'd be able to contain this.

Amanda: What do you mean?

Frankie: I'm afraid my mother's been talking to the D.A.

Matt: About what -- Sam?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: The D.A. is going to go for a more serious charge.

Amanda: Like what?

Cass: Attempted murder.

Evan: I have a feeling this isn't a sympathy call.

Sam: I want the truth.

Evan: About what?

Sam: Don't act dumb. You set me up.

Evan: Oh, I did?

Sam: I never intended to kill anybody. If I did, it certainly wouldn't have been Amanda.

Evan: Well, that's good to know.

Sam: I'm not kidding. What are you gonna tell the police?

Rachel: You gave away all of Mac's things without asking me?

Amanda: Honey, Mac's clothes have been hanging in that closet for a year.

Rachel: I know they were. I was going to take them out today.

Amanda: Well, I know, but I thought I -- oh, honey, I am sorry.

Rachel: It's all right.

Amanda: I thought that you, uh, weren't up to it. I should have known better.

Ken: Everything's gone?

Amanda: Well, I took the last batch down to the garage a little while ago.

Ken: Oh, the garage?

Amanda: Yes, Ken, the garage where they are going to be picked up.

Rachel: Ken was going to help me take them down.

Amanda: Well, I'm sorry if I did anything wrong, but I just thought you couldn't deal with it.

Rachel: It's ok.

Ken: Are you -- are you sure you wouldn't like to go down to the garage, maybe, and take a look through some of that stuff?

Amanda: Now why would she want to do a thing like that, Ken?

Ken: I just thought maybe there were some things she'd want to keep.

Rachel: It's all right -- it's all right. Thank you for doing that. I don't have to do it myself now.

Amanda: Are you sure?

Rachel: Yes, I'm sure --

Amanda: I should've asked.

Rachel: Would you stop talking about it, please?

Amanda: Ok. I'm going down and check with Hilda, and see if I can help her find those chairs. I'll see you later.

Amanda: Yeah.

Ken: See you, Amanda.

Amanda: See you, Ken.

Rachel: Well, that's that, then.

Ken: Are you sure you don't wanna take a quick look through that stuff, just to make sure?

Rachel: You keep telling me to look ahead, not to look back.

Ken: Well, yes, I know that.

Rachel: So, that's what I am doing. Let's get out of here.

Paulina: I mean, not one person believed me. Not one.

Vicky: That sounds like the Corys.

Paulina: They just stared at me. Then they started calling me a liar.

Vicky: And the more you told them the way you felt, the more they said "We don't give a damn."

Paulina: After a while, things kind of got out of hand.

Vicky: Can I ask you something? What did you expect?

Paulina: I expected them to at least listen to me with an open--

Vicky: No, no, no. I mean, what did you expect to get out of all of this?

Paulina: I don't understand, Vicky. I'm part of their family.

Vicky: So you wanted them to accept you?

Paulina: Yes, I wanted them to accept me. I -- I wanted to feel like I belonged, you know?

Vicky: But you picked one of the richest families in this state to belong to. I mean, did that have anything to do with it?

Paulina: Vicky, I didn't pick the Corys. Mac Cory was my father.

Vicky: Right.

Paulina: And if he did leave me something, that's great. But that's not why I'm doing this.

Vicky: Mm-hmm. So you think he left you something?

Paulina: No, of course not. I just always hoped that my mother contacted Mac before he died.

Vicky: Why?

Paulina: So he'd know about me. I mean, just that much -- knowing that my father knew that I existed would mean so much to me.

Vicky: Yeah, it would. Don't expect the Corys to be generous.

Paulina: I'm not asking them for a thing.

Vicky: No, don't even expect them to act generous. When someone from the outside comes in and threatens them, they all team together like a school of sharks. Believe me, I know.

Paulina: That's just it. I'm not a threat to them. I don't want to be a threat to them.

Vicky: Even if you had proof positive, they wouldn't think you were good enough to be a part of their family.

Paulina: So --

Vicky: Unless Mac was here, of course, and then he would straighten them out.

Paulina: Vicky, what am I supposed to do?

Vicky: Don't make yourself need them. Make them need you.

Paulina: And how do I --

[Doorbell rings]

Vicky: [Yelps] Oh, somebody's here. Um, go change and -- thank you -- get ready for the party --

Paulina: I don't think so, ok? Not tonight -- I'm really not in the mood for a party.

Vicky: Oh, come on, maybe you'll meet some -- some rich, gorgeous guy who will sweep you off your feet and then you'll forget all about your heritage. Go!

[Dance music playing]

Vicky: Oh, Congressman. Hello.

Grant: [Whistles] Mercy, look at you. Hi, I just came by to tell you that I can't stay.

Vicky: Well, why not?

Grant: Well, because I -- I gotta go to Washington tonight.

Vicky: Now, that is the lamest excuse I have ever heard. You get in here and prepare yourself for a night to remember, Congressman.

Sharlene: Anyone home?

[Birds singing]

Sharlene: Good.

Man's voice: Hello?

Sharlene: Uh, Grant Harrison, please.

Ted: The congressman is not here right now. May I take a message?

Sharlene: Yeah, this is urgent. Where's Grant?

Ted: Who, may I ask, is calling?

Sharlene: It's Sharly Watts. And look, Ted, don't give me the run-around. I know Grant's been trying to reach me.

Ted: He's not here, as I said.

Sharlene: Ok, did he leave a number? He always leaves a number.

Ted: I am afraid he's not interested in speaking with you.

Sharlene: What?

Ted: It's over, Miss Watts. The congressman has no further interest in you. Good-bye.

[Dial tone]

Sharlene: Grr!

Sam: We both know what happened, Evan.

Evan: Yeah?

Sam: We had a fight. You lost your balance --

Evan: We had a fight about Amanda because I didn't want you to hurt her.

Sam: And you fell. I did not push you down the elevator shaft.

Evan: What -- why are you hassling me? Why are you coming into my room and yelling at me?

Sam: Well, then listen to what I am saying.

Courtney: Sam, the D.A. is trying to charge you with attempted murder. Now, unless you want more charges, you better leave.

Sam: You said it was assault.

Courtney: There's a special hearing in front of the judge tomorrow. If he agrees, the D.A. is going to the grand jury for the more serious charge.

Sam: This is crazy!

Courtney: Just stop yelling and go see a lawyer.

Sam: I'm not gonna lie down and play dead on this. I -- I'm being set up with a gun I didn't buy, an insurance policy I didn't sign, and I'm gonna prove it.

Courtney: You ok?

Evan: Yeah, for now.

Courtney: I can put a guard outside your door, if you want.

Evan: A guard? No thanks. It's all right.

Courtney: Ok. In your testimony, there were one or two things that weren't completely clear.

Evan: Yeah, what were they?

Courtney: You said Amanda showed the insurance agent a picture of Sam.

Evan: Yeah.

Courtney: And that insurance agent can back up that Sam was the one who bought the insurance.

Evan: That's the way I remember it.

Courtney: Ok, I'll get in touch with him. And was there anyone else in the car with you and Amanda when the brakes failed?

Evan: No, just us.

Courtney: What was her reaction?

Evan: Well, she was shocked, surprised.

Courtney: Who was behind the wheel?

Evan: I was.

Courtney: Um, did Amanda act as though she immediately knew what had happened?

Evan: No, we didn't find out till afterwards because I went out and checked the car, and I found out that someone had --

Courtney: Had tampered with the brakes.

Evan: Well, yeah, that's the way it appeared.

Courtney: Ok. Thank you. Now, we'll be going over all those kinds of details as we check and double-check our case. I'll be in touch.

Evan: All right, fine. Take care.

Courtney: You, too.

[Door slams]

Evan: Billy, I bet you're happy you didn't sell me that insurance policy. That insurance company would have your butt in a sling.

Billy: Look, Evan, our deal is off. I'm not lying to the cops.

Amanda: Attempted murder? But that's insane.

Cass: Maybe it is. But nevertheless, that may be the charge.

Amanda: I thought they would just let the charges stand.

Cass: I wish they would. But, then, I wish you had told me the whole story when you came to me about a possible divorce.

Amanda: How would I know it would turn out like this?

Cass: How would anyone?

Frankie: Look, I have to say something here, ok? Amanda, I'm not saying what you did is right or wrong. And I have no idea of what was in Sam's head, but Evan nearly died.

Amanda: I was there, Frankie. I don't think that Sam wanted to kill Evan.

Frankie: I know. But my family started talking about seeing that justice was done, and I guess you have to know my mother --

Amanda: I care about Evan as much as anyone. But how can you say that justice would be done if Sam was charged with something that he didn't do?

Cass: Look, Frankie just wanted you to know why her family is going for a more serious charge.

Amanda: Cass, I was there. I'm not sure of what happened. How can the D.A. be so sure of himself? How?

Cass: Well, tomorrow is the hearing. Maybe we'll find out then.

Rachel: What's going on?

Cass: Oh, hello, Rachel. I was just explaining to Amanda that they may move the charge against Sam up to attempted murder.

Rachel: Murder? It was an accident.

Cass: Well, the D.A. must have some new information.

Rachel: Are you all right?

Amanda: Yeah, I am just confused.

Rachel: Is she gonna have to testify?

Amanda: Mom, I'm sure I'm gonna have to testify. I'm gonna talk to Evan first.

Matt: Do you want me to go with you?

Amanda: No, thanks. Cass, I'll talk to you later?

Cass: Sure. I'll call you when I know the time for the hearing.

Amanda: Ok, thanks.

Frankie: Amanda, I wish there was something I could do.

Amanda: Frankie, it's ok. It's -- it's not your fault.

Rachel: Why does he think it's attempted murder?

Cass: Nobody's saying.

Rachel: It just all gets worse and worse, doesn't it?

Cass: We'll probably have a handle on things tomorrow. In the meantime, I was wondering if I could speak to you on that other matter.

Rachel: Yes, of course. It's all right. Ken knows all about Paulina.

Cass: Oh. And when did you find out about her, Ken?

Rachel: He was here when she told me.

Cass: I see.

Ken: Um, actually, I do have another appointment I should keep if it's all right.

Rachel: Yes, of course it is. I'm sorry.

Ken: I'll -- I'll talk to you later?

Rachel: Yes.

Ken: All right.

Rachel: Thanks.

Ken: See you, Cass.

Cass: Yes, see you.

Ken: Frankie.

Frankie: Bye.

Cass: So, he knows everything?

Rachel: Yes, I think so.

Cass: Since the beginning?

Rachel: Yes. He's been very helpful. He's been filling me in on things. Why?

Cass: Maybe now we know why Ken Jordan suddenly popped into your life.

Rachel: What are you implying, Cass?

Cass: Think about it for a minute, Rachel.

Rachel: I think about it all the time.

Cass: Ken Jordan shows up with all of this new information on Mac's past --

Rachel: Yes, it is a lot of new information. But Mac was a correspondent -- I knew that.

Cass: I know you did.

Rachel: I never knew the specifics. It was a long time ago.

Frankie: It's a bit coincidental, don't you think?

Cass: And then, a few months later, this new governess claims to be Mac's long-lost daughter by some woman only Ken Jordan can identify?

Rachel: You two are jumping to a very large conclusion.

Frankie: We just want you to look at the facts, Rachel.

Cass: Lawyers always have to ask "cui bono," you know? Who benefits? If Paulina benefits, does Ken?

Rachel: Does Ken? Ken seems to be as suspicious of Paulina as I am.

Frankie: Which is exactly the right way to play it, if you're smart.

Rachel: What is it with you two?

Cass: All we're trying to do is cover the bases --

Rachel: No, you've been down on him since the beginning.

Frankie: We just think it's very coincidental, you know?

Rachel: Yes. There have been a lot of coincidences. But he cares for me and the family -- I'm sure about that.

Cass: All right, maybe we are being too rough on him. It can all be explained, I'm sure.

Rachel: It will be, I promise you that.

Frankie: I guess a lawyer and a private investigator can't help but look for hidden motives.

Rachel: No one is going to hurt me or my family, I can assure you.

Cass: Got you.

Frankie: Yeah, like Cass says, we are both just suspicious types.

Cass: Let's just forget about Ken for a minute. Any new information on Paulina?

Rachel: Yes. I did think of something that Iris told us months ago.

Cass: What was that?

Rachel: There was a maid that was called into Mac's room at the inn. She was asked to witness the signing of a legal document.

Cass: Which was?

Rachel: That's the question.

Frankie: You think Mac may have known about Paulina?

Cass: Maybe he wrote something that acknowledged her existence?

Rachel: I don't know. I don't know what to think anymore.

Man's voice: Hello?

Sharlene: Good afternoon. I am calling for Miss Hudson. This is her secretary, Leslie.

Ted: Oh, yes. How are you?

Sharlene: I'm just fine, thank you. I am calling from Miss Hudson's office. I'm editing an article on the congressman for her.

Ted: Yes?

Sharlene: And I need to get some facts -- background facts for her.

Ted: Well, that's fine. How can I help you?

Sharlene: You could help me by telling me how I could reach the congressman.

Ted: Oh, that's funny you should call right now. He's probably over at Ms. Hudson's place as we speak.

Sharlene: Oh?

Ted: Well, yes. If she wants background facts, she can go right to the horse's mouth, as they say.

Sharlene: Ok, swell. Thank you very much.

Vicky: Oh, come on, you've stayed this long and it's gotten better and better, hasn't it?

Grant: Well, I must admit, I've had -- not had this good a time in a long time.

Vicky: Well, why don't you have some nibbles?

Grant: Oh, no, no, no. I am afraid that Washington calls.

Vicky: Oh, sure it's Washington or that mystery woman?

Grant: No, I'm afraid there is no mystery woman.

Vicky: Could've fooled me.

Grant: What is the -- the operative phrase -- "I have no significant other"?

Vicky: Well, you don't? Well, then, honey, you've come to the right place. For example, have you been introduced to one of Bay City's most beautiful, Caroline Stafford? Hello, gorgeous. Have you been acquainted with our congressman?

Caroline: Yes, I know Grant.

Grant: Hello, Caroline. How are you?

Vicky: Interesting. Before you leave, you're gonna have to explain to me what she just said.

Grant: Sure.

Vicky: Well!

Ken: Somebody knows how to throw a party.

Vicky: I didn't think you'd be able to make it.

Ken: Well, why not?

Vicky: Oh, I just heard stuff was hitting the fan at the Cory house.

Ken: Oh, yes -- some stuff.

Vicky: Uh-huh. Shouldn't you be holding Rachel's hand or something?

Ken: Hand-holding is not my bag.

Vicky: Oh, it's not? And what is?

Ken: What a flattering question.

Vicky: [Laughs]

Ken: Here's one for you.

Vicky: Go for it.

Ken: How are things working out with Paulina Cantrell now that she's moved in?

Vicky: Paulina Cory, you mean?

Ken: Whatever. What's your angle?

Vicky: I don't have an angle. I'm just a compassionate person.

Ken: Oh, yes, I know. That's what everybody says.

Vicky: I'll bet they do. Why don't I introduce you around?

Ken: Oh, that's ok -- that's ok. I like to go at my own speed.

Vicky: Ah, all right then. Have fun.

Ken: I always do.

Vicky: I'm sure you do.

Paulina: What are you doing here?

Ken: Relax. I was invited. Pretend you're making small talk.

Paulina: [Sighs] Of all days to have a party.

Ken: How'd things go after I left Iris'? What happened?

Paulina: It was a disaster. They didn't believe a word I said.

Ken: Well, I warned you not to expect them to.

Paulina: Yeah, I know.

Ken: And now we have a minor complication.

Paulina: Right. What?

Ken: Rachel did not find the codicil to the will.

Paulina: Why not?

Ken: Because Amanda had already packed up Mac's clothes to be given away.

Paulina: [Sighing] Oh.

Ken: I'm only putting in a token appearance here, then I gotta go back, find the codicil before the charity comes along to pick them up.

Paulina: But Rachel was supposed to find the codicil today.

Ken: Well, she'll just have to find it some other day. Meanwhile, you stay here. Have a good time. I'll go get the codicil, and we'll proceed from there.

Evan: Billy, we had a deal. You write out the policy and I pay you a hell of a bonus.

Billy: I'm not going to prison over this.

Evan: Billy, nobody's going to prison. Now, do you want more money? Because I can get you more money.

Woman's voice: No, that's all right. I'm just going to stop and see --

Evan: [Whispering] Get in the bathroom. Go.

Woman's voice: It was nice to see you.

Evan: [Sighs]

Amanda: Hi.

Evan: I thought I heard your voice outside.

Amanda: How are you feeling?

Evan: Not too bad. Courtney came by and said there's going to be a special hearing tomorrow.

Amanda: Yeah. Cass told me.

Evan: Are you ok?

Amanda: I just feel so bad.

Evan: Amanda, now stop it. Everything is going to be all right.

Amanda: You almost died, and your family wants to see Sam punished. But --

Evan: But what?

Amanda: Do you think that Sam did it on purpose?

Evan: Well, Amanda, it took a purposeful meaning when he picked up the gun and he aimed it at me.

Amanda: No, I mean the fall. Couldn't the fall have been an accident?

Evan: All of a sudden you seem anxious to protect Sam.

Amanda: Do you think I want Alli's father to go to jail?

Evan: If he's guilty.

Amanda: If he's guilty, then so am I.

Evan: What are you talking about?

Amanda: If I hadn't been unfaithful, he never would've been so angry.

Evan: Amanda, I am not gonna let you take the blame for this. This is not your fault.

Amanda: I think we're all guilty.

Evan: Come on, you're just upset. That's all.

Amanda: Of course I'm upset. This is a nightmare.

Evan: Hey, we're gonna all come through this.

Amanda: We? What do you mean by "we"? This is not you and me against Sam.

Evan: I didn't say that. I meant you, me -- I mean everybody.

Amanda: And Sam.

Amanda: Yeah, Sam, too. But Amanda, I can't change what happened. We go to court, and we tell the truth.

Amanda: You know, sometimes it seems like we're all in a runaway train and there's only one way to stop.

Evan: Honey, everything is going to be all right.

Amanda: I don't think I ever stopped to realize.

Evan: What?

Amanda: What we did. And we have to live with the consequences of that for the rest of our lives.

Evan: Amanda, I don't think what we did -- was that bad.

Amanda: I've got to go see Cass.

Evan: Listen, if you want to talk, my phone hand works.

Amanda: Ok. Thanks. Bye.

Evan: So long. [Whispering] Billy! Billy! Come here. See, I always appreciate a man that can make a quick exit. Now, I know you're worried about lying to the cops.

Billy: I hate lying.

Evan: Billy, so do I. Everybody does. But we -- we gotta do what we got to -- you got a pen on you? Now, I think this may help you with your nervous condition.

Billy: Hmm.

Evan: I think that should be enough for you. Now -- there you go.

Billy: I don't know, Evan.

Evan: Let me make one thing clear to you. Ok? The woman that just left here -- she means more to me than anything in the world, and I will do anything to protect her from that lunatic she married. Now, you better get out of here, before I take some of those zeroes off the check.

Vicky: Well, mingle, mingle. That's what this party is for. [Laughter] Where did Paulina go?

Bridget: Oh, yes, she left, dear.

Vicky: Oh, those Corys really did a number on her.

Bridget: She went out wearing a party dress, you know.

Vicky: Yeah, I know, I -- I saw her talking to Ken.

Bridget: Yes, well he's gone, too.

Vicky: Did they leave together?

Bridget: Well, I -- er -- no. As a matter of fact, I saw her leave and she was -- she was alone.

Vicky: She was alone.

Bridget: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: Too bad she didn't meet anyone.

Bridget: Yes, well excuse me, darling. I have to go put this away.

Vicky: Ok.

Bridget: Excuse me, please.

Caroline: Well, my dear. This is certainly quite some party.

Vicky: Yes, it is, if I do say so myself.

Caroline: But I must say, I am sort of surprised that I was invited. I didn't realize I was on your a-list.

Vicky: Oh, here's a little rule of mine.

Caroline: Mm-hmm?

Vicky: You never be the only good-looking woman at your own party. It's way too obvious.

Caroline: I like your logic.

Vicky: Oh, sorry.

Grant: I am very sorry, Vicky, but I really do have to get going.

Vicky: Oh, you're not as sorry as I am. Let me walk you out.

Grant: Ok. Here, let me put that down.

Vicky: All right.

Grant: Thank you very much. I had a great time.

Vicky: Oh, sure. I'm glad you came. I'll see you again soon?

Grant: I hope so. I hope very soon.

Vicky: Ok.

Grant: Ok? You take care.

Vicky: Good night.

Grant: Bye-bye.

Sharlene: Hi.

Grant: Sharly, I -- what are you doing?

Sharlene: I'm waiting for you.

Grant: Look, I've done enough waiting to last me a lifetime.

Sharlene: Grant, I --

Grant: Whatever game you're playing, just deal me out, all right?

Sharlene: Grant -- Grant, wait. Wait.

Matt: Mom, Grandma just told me that she packed up all -- all of Mac's clothes.

Rachel: That's right, she did.

Matt: Why are you throwing them out?

Rachel: I'm not throwing them out. They're being given to charity.

Matt: Oh.

Rachel: Apparently, according to everyone around here, that should have been done months ago.

Matt: Yeah, I remember when I tried to do it -- that first time.

Rachel: I was having a bad day. Is there something in all of that stuff you want?

Matt: Yeah, actually I would -- I'd like to keep that -- that blue and grey -- you know the one. He used to wear the cab--

Rachel: The cab sweater that I was trying to get him to get --

Matt: Yeah.

Rachel: Ok. We'll go find it.

Matt: Ok.

Paulina: Any luck?

Ken: [Exhales] What are you doing here?

Paulina: I thought you might need some help.

Ken: No, I don't need any help. Get out of here. Are you crazy?

Paulina: No one will believe me without that codicil, and I'm not leaving here until I find it.

Ken: You can't be seen here.

Paulina: And you can?

Ken: Paulina.

Paulina: If it's lost, then what?

Ken: It isn't lost. I'll get it. I'll plant it somewhere where Rachel will find it.

Paulina: Where?

Ken: I don't know where. One thing at a time. But the main thing is, we can't have anything to do with her finding it.

Rachel's voice: Lovely day --

Paulina: Who is that?

Ken: It's Rachel.

Sharlene: Grant, please, you can't just walk away from me like this.

Grant: Isn't that what you did to me?

Sharlene: No, please. Let me -- let me explain.

Grant: There's nothing to explain. You left me at the airport.

Sharlene: I -- because I couldn't go right then.

Grant: Why? We were set to go for the weekend to New Orleans.

Sharlene: You don't think I know that?

Grant: Then why did you leave?

Sharlene: You don't understand. See -- it was my husband.

Grant: What about him?

Sharlene: While you were off making that phone call, he showed up, and -- and dragged me off and there was nothing I could do.

Grant: Wait a minute, wait a minute. How the hell did he know that we were there? I didn't say anything. Nobody said anything.

Sharlene: I don't know how he knew, but he was furious. And if I didn't leave with him right then and there, I don't -- I don't know what he would have done.

Grant: Then why didn't you wait until I came back?

Sharlene: Because you don't know him. You can't reason with him.

Grant: Well, we could've -- we could've had it out one-on-one.

Sharlene: I didn't want that.

Grant: Yeah, but I can handle myself.

Sharlene: I know that. And then the press would've had a field day.

Grant: All right, tell me something else. Why did it take you so long to contact me?

Sharlene: You won't understand.

Grant: What do you mean, I won't understand? I was worried sick about you. I called and I called.

Sharlene: I just -- I couldn't. I couldn't, that's all.

Grant: Why? You couldn't pick up a telephone?

Sharlene: Grant, please. What you have to believe is that I love you.

Grant: Yeah, except when your husband is around.

Sharlene: No, I love you. I -- I don't care about him. I love you.

Grant: That's what you say now.

Sharlene: It's the truth.

Grant: But this -- those are not the messages that you're giving me. Tell me what -- what is going on?

Sharlene: I just told you. I love you.

Grant: You're backing out because I'm sick. Isn't that it?

Frankie: I should never have come with you.

Cass: Will you stop?

Frankie: I'm serious.

Cass: You wanted to explain to Amanda.

Frankie: And I only made things worse.

Cass: No, you didn't.

Frankie: I just thought if Amanda understood about my mother -- that it's not the whole family that has this vendetta against Sam.

Cass: She understood that.

Frankie: I'm not sure that she did.

Cass: It's just a very tense time for everyone. And this business with Paulina is not helping any, either.

Frankie: Well, Rachel is a survivor. She'll come out of this fine.

Cass: She needs her friends right now.

Frankie: Friends like Ken Jordan?

Cass: I didn't think we should push it with her.

Frankie: Yeah, well I may have backed off, but I still think things are mighty coincidental with that man.

Cass: I agree.

Frankie: You know what I think?

Cass: Yes, of course I do. You think that Ken Jordan is in this up to his eyeballs.

Frankie: No, I -- I think that maybe we should postpone the wedding.

Cass: What?

Frankie: Don't start yelling, ok?

Cass: I'm not going to start yelling. All I'm saying is, "what?"

Frankie: It's just a thought.

Cass: Perish it.

Frankie: But you know, it's not like these problems are going to go away overnight.

Cass: Yeah, so?

Frankie: So I was thinking that maybe, you know, we should --

Cass: Postpone?

Frankie: Yeah. If you want to. You're the one that's got to go over through the Hudson case, and Amanda needs you, Rachel needs you --

Cass: Hey, I don't want to. Unless -- you want to? I thought you had your heart set on a big wedding -- firecrackers, red, white, and blue bunting, the works.

Frankie: I just happened to pick the 4th of July, ok?

Cass: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just wanted to be sure I remembered our anniversary. [Laughs]

Frankie: Would you be serious?

Cass: Ok. All right, I'll be serious. All I care about is you and me and the minister, that's all. But, I mean, if you want to postpone it --

Frankie: But wait -- wait -- wait one minute here. Don't you want a big wedding?

Cass: Me?

Frankie: Yeah. Don't you want something where Felicia can get all involved in the planning and everything?

Cass: No, not me. I was just going along so you'd be happy.

Frankie: [Laughs]

Cass: And don't you want a -- no, don't laugh. Don't you want a -- a church and a -- and a long wedding gown and a big cake and a -- you know, that -- the whole bit?

Frankie: No.

Cass: You don't?

Frankie: No. If we're not going over Niagara Falls in a barrel for our honeymoon, why should I care about all the other traditional stuff?

Cass: Well, what do you want?

Frankie: A spiritual commitment with the man I love.

Cass: Oh. Well, that's nice.

Frankie: I think so.

Cass: Well, what we have here is a failure of communicate.

Frankie: As always.

Cass: No, not always. Only with words.

Frankie: Ah. Only with words.

Cass: [Whispering] So, uh -- I have a secret to tell you.

Frankie: You do?

Cass: Yeah.

Rachel: Boy, when Mom packs up boxes, she packs them well enough to be sent to the moon.

Matt: I know. Always knew she had a strong voice, but can she tie a knot.

Rachel: Oh, brother.

Matt: Mac's golf shoes.

Rachel: Yeah. I was always trying to get him to buy a new pair.

Matt: He always said they made him a winner.

Rachel: Remember that Christmas I finally went out and bought him a new pair and I hid these?

Matt: He found them.

Rachel: It took him 3 days, though.

Rachel: I loved this jacket on him.

Matt: I think I was with him when he bought that. Yeah. Oh, here it is. Here it is, my favorite.

Rachel: His, too.

Matt: Yeah. Oh, this is great. Look at this.

Rachel: That's the one you want?

Matt: Yeah.

Rachel: Why?

Matt: 'Cause it's Mac's.

Rachel: Yeah. It's really his, isn't it? I think I pestered him to get rid of this one, too.

Matt: Well, you can pester me now.

Rachel: I won't.

Matt: You don't mind if I wear this around the house, do you?

Rachel: Of course not.

Rachel: You want anything else?

Matt: [Sighing] Uh. No. Just this.

Paulina: Did you see that? Did you see that? She had the jacket right in her hands.

Ken: I thought we were going to get lucky.

Paulina: You know, sometimes I think we're just --

Ken: Shh.

Paulina: What?

Ken: She's coming back. Come on, go back here. Down!

Matt: You ok?

Rachel: Yeah. I just -- I guess I wanted something, too. Here, hold this.

Rachel: What's this?

Vicky: Thank you for coming.

Man: Thanks, we got to do this again sometime.

Vicky: Oh, we shall, we shall.

Man: Shall we go, darling?

Vicky: Ooh.

Caroline: Well, I really enjoyed myself.

Vicky: Yeah, looks like it.

Caroline: But next time I'll really show you how to throw a party.

Vicky: [Laughing] I'll look forward to it.

Caroline: Bye.

Vicky: Good night. Good night.

Bridget: [Laughs] Well, we certainly had a lot of latecomers, didn't we?

Vicky: Oh, yeah.

Bridget: I think it all worked out very well, you know.

Vicky: Uh-huh.

Bridget: Isn't that nice to have young people have such a good time?

Vicky: Mm.

Bridget: What are you doing?

Vicky: Looking through cards so I can pick.

Bridget: Pick what?

Vicky: A man.

Bridget: I beg your pardon?

Vicky: Assistant vice president, assistant manager.

Bridget: [Laughs]

Vicky: Trainee, are you kidding me?

Bridget: President? President?

Vicky: Well, you have to separate the winners from the losers.

Bridget: Oh, I see.

Vicky: Well, Bridget, how is a woman supposed to find the man of her dreams if she doesn't separate the wheat from the chaff?

Bridget: Well, when I was a young girl -- I mean, young women, they didn't go shopping for men.

Vicky: Oh, sure they did. They just weren't so up-front about it.

Bridget: Oh, I don't know about that.

Vicky: That book "How to Marry a Millionaire" was written years before I was born.

Bridget: Well, I never read "How to Marry a Millionaire." Besides, what do you want a millionaire for? You're already a millionairess.

Vicky: All right, then look at it this way. It's hard to be a single mother, especially one who's rich and strong-minded. A woman has to do a little shopping.

Bridget: Mm-hmm. Well, you always have had trouble with your men.

Vicky: Ah, diplomacy -- that's what I love about you, Bridget. Every man I have ever been with has turned out to be a disaster.

Bridget: Oh, I don't know that --

Vicky: Not this time though. This time I'm going to find the man of my dreams.

Bridget: Is the congressman in there?

Vicky: No.

Bridget: Oh, I liked him, you know. Seemed to have very nice manners.

Vicky: Mm, nice manners.

Bridget: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: Nice looks.

Bridget: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: Nice mature mind.

Bridget: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: Nice and taken.

Bridget: Oh? Who is the woman?

Vicky: Oh, I don't know. But I know one woman has him wrapped around her little finger.

Bridget: Are you sure?

Vicky: I'm sure.

Bridget: Oh, well, I think you're just telling me and you already know who it is.

Vicky: [Laughing] No, I don't. I don't.

Sharlene: I don't believe this. You think I want to walk away from you because you're sick?

Grant: Don't you?

Sharlene: Is that what you really think of me?

Grant: Frankly, Sharly, I don't know what to think about you. Because this is no longer a game for me. I'm at a point in my life where I can't play games with anybody.

Sharlene: I don't want to either.

Grant: Then what's wrong? Why can't you break it off with your husband?

Sharlene: Please, I just need a little more time. Just a little more.

Grant: Look, Sharly, I believe you. And I believe that you care about me.

Sharlene: I do. I love you.

Grant: But you aren't telling me everything.

Sharlene: I will. I'll tell you everything.

Grant: Look, I've got to know the whole truth. If I don't have the whole truth, then it's over.

Sharlene: No -- no, see, you don't mean that, because you love me, too.

Grant: I do love you. I do love you. And until you're ready to be totally honest with me, I'll be waiting.

Sharlene: Grant.

Sharlene: I was with someone.

Sharlene: I was with someone. He touched me.

Amanda: Evan, what are you doing?

Evan: Trying to get out of here.

Amanda: No, you're not. No, you're not. You are not well yet. Come on, get back in bed.

Evan: Are you ok?

Amanda: Yes, I'm fine.

Evan: I don't want you to go through this thing alone.

Sam: Isn't this sweet?

Amanda: All right, Evan, get back into bed. And you, don't start.

Sam: Amanda -- sorry, reflex.

Amanda: Evan, I asked Sam to come here.

Evan: Why?

Amanda: Because I want us all to forget about how we feel and go over exactly what happened that day.

Evan: Was this your idea?

Amanda: It was my idea. I already told you that.

Evan: Amanda's perfectly capable of doing her own thinking. When she listens to you, it's all lies about guns and insurance policies and --

Amanda: Sam, please.

Evan: Shut up.

Sam: Sorry, Amanda.

Amanda: Now, you listen to me, both of you. I was there that day, but I was scared. I may not remember everything. The one thing that I'm sure of is I did think that Sam wanted to kill me. Was I wrong? Did I believe just what you wanted me to see?

Evan: Amanda, you saw what was right in front of you.

Amanda: What about the fall? The argument -- the argument started as just that and ended up being a fight to near death. I mean, how did that happen?

Ms. Graves: What is going on here?

Courtney: Sam, I warned you.

Sam: I was invited.

Amanda: I asked him.

Ms. Graves: I don't really care why he's here. But I think that Mr. Fowler ought to know that I'm going to see the grand jury tomorrow.

Sam: Yeah, I heard, an indictment for attempted murder. Thanks very much for the good news.

Ms. Graves: If you and Mrs. Fowler will excuse us, I have some questions to ask Mr. Bates.

Evan: Wait a second. Just wait a minute. There's something I want to say. And I want to say it in front of everybody.

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