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Another World Transcript Wednesday 7/5/06
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Sharlene: Hold on. Hold on just a sec.
John: Sharlene, your 10 minutes are up.
Sharlene: Would you be patient? I'm not ready yet.
John: Well, I would be more patient if I knew what you were up to.
Sharlene: Just -- ok. Ok. Ok, come on in.
Sharlene: I think it's about time, don't you?
Marley: Why did you tell him?
Jake: Why shouldn't I?
Marley: Well, because he's going to think that --
Jake: What? What is he going to think?
Marley: That I listened to you.
Jake: What is wrong with you listening to me?
Marley: Jake, I am my own person.
Jamie: He'll be ok. It was just a bad dream.
Marley: Well, I'm not surprised with all the yelling going on in here.
Jamie: I'm going, Marley. I will call you.
Marley: No, you're not going anywhere until we solve this whole thing.
Jamie: Look, let's not get into it again, ok?
Marley: No, don't tell me what I should get into. Don't tell me what to do.
Jamie: Look, I haven't told you anything. Jake seems to be the one to be making all your decisions.
Marley: I'm making my decisions.
Jamie: Yeah? Then what made you change your mind about working at the clinic?
Jake: She finally came to her senses, Jamie.
Marley: Jake, please stay out of this.
Jake: No, I have had it with him.
Jamie: Yeah, and I've had it with you presuming that you had anything to do with this.
Jake: She asked me how I felt, Jamie. I gave her my opinion, all right?
Marley: Your opinion I asked for, not your decision.
Jamie: Marley made a commitment to me, and you're getting her to renege on it.
Jake: Oh, like you can't find someone else.
Jamie: I want Marley!
Jake: I know exactly why you do, Jamie!
Marley: Stop it! Now, I'm going to say this and I'm only going to say it once. The decision about the clinic is mine. Mine, got it? It is not yours, Jake. It is not yours, Jamie. If I want to do something that makes me feel -- then I'm going to do it. Jake, it doesn't mean that I'm not going to have time for you.
Jake: Wait a minute, I thought you decided --
Marley: I haven't decided anything. I just need some time to think without both of you around me.
Jake: But I don't understand --
Marley: Leave, please. Both of you.
Jamie: Tell Vicky I'll pick Steven up in the morning.
Jake: And I'll talk to you later, all right?
Jake: Let me make something perfectly clear, Jamie. No matter what Marley decides about the clinic, she's my wife.
Jamie: Was your wife. Not anymore, Jake.
Jake: We're going to get back together and that is a fact.
Jamie: Like Marley said, she's making the decisions now. We'll see.
Ryan: Incredible, isn't it?
Ryan: A 100-year-old cognac is never good. It's either terrible or incredible.
Ryan: You've been awfully quiet since the waiter spilled the hollandaise.
Vicky: Oh, it wasn't the waiter.
Ryan: It's me.
Vicky: What you said --
Ryan: About --
Vicky: About me ruining someone's life.
Vicky: Life is too short to second-guess every decision you make, wringing your hands over how what you do is going to affect people you hardly even know.
Ryan: I never asked you to wring your hands. I was just wondering if it bothered you.
Vicky: Well, the way I see people look after themselves. That's the only way to play the game.
Ryan: That's your philosophy?
Vicky: In spades. You take what you want and have a good time doing it. You don't agree.
Ryan: More coffee?
Vicky: Come on, don't give me that. You asked me for my answer. I gave it to you. Now I want to know why you think it's the wrong answer.
Ryan: It's quite simple, Vicky. What you just said is self-centered, arrogant bull.
Vicky: Who the hell are you to judge me?
Ryan: Would you please lower your voice?
Vicky: I could, but I won't. What do you want, some sweet, simpering, little blue blood who'll follow you around like a well-behaved puppy?
Ryan: You don't have any manners, either.
Vicky: Oh, you want manners. Here's a toast. To you and all your chauvinistic, yuppie buddies.
John: We haven't made love in a long time.
Sharlene: Too long.
John: I didn't want to push.
Sharlene: Go ahead. Push me a little.
John: Sharlene, look, I --
Sharlene: No, no. No more talking. We've talked so much and we've worried so much. I love you. You. And after tonight, you're going to know for sure.
>> Here we are face to face we forget
Jamie: Can I talk to you?
Marley: I don't think so.
Marley: I've heard what -- what you have to say.
Jamie: Well, I have more to say.
Marley: I need to be alone.
Jamie: Well, too bad, because I'm tired of being jerked around.
Marley: By me?
Jamie: Marley, we worked it out. You were going to help me with this clinic. Then you had one conversation with Jake and you changed your mind.
Marley: I told you that I was going to think more about it.
Jamie: Not good enough, Marley.
Jamie: Look, this is not good enough. This is not about the clinic. It is about you and me.
Marley: There is no you and me.
Jamie: You don't think I can separate the two. Well, I don't have the time or the inclination to talk you into this every single day. You are either in or you're out. Now, you tell me right now.
Vicky: Oh, you want manners. Oh. Well, here's a toast to you and all your other yuppie chauvinist buddies. Enjoy your 100-year-old cognac. What -- what are you doing? Put me down.
Ryan: I'll put you down when I'm ready.
Vicky: Isn't this great? Isn't he masculine? Oh, my goodness.
Ryan: You know, didn't I tell you that having cognac dumped on my head makes me wildly unpredictable?
Vicky: Oh, I don't even know your name. Some stranger is going to drop me 30 stories from a building because I dumped some booze on him, and I don't even know his name.
Felicia: "'Monsieur Lecount, is there anything else that you want?' He looked up at her, but this time there was something new in his eyes. 'Yes, there is,' as he reached for her. Anna realized that what he had been thinking about was her. The thing that she had dreamt about -- prayed for -- it was about to happen. His lips met hers and" -- oh, Fanny, your husband's been gone too long, honey.
Felicia: Oh, not now, not now, not now. "His lips met hers." "His lips met hers." What? I'm coming. "His lips met hers."
Lucas: I knew it. I knew it.
Felicia: What? You knew what?
Felicia: You started a new book, haven't had ---- taken time to eat.
Felicia: Well, no. That's not true. I had lunch.
Lucas: Lunch? Fanny, it's almost 9:00.
Lucas: I decided to rescue us from gourmet food.
Lucas: Mm-hmm. Cheeseburgers, chocolate shakes.
Felicia: Onion rings?
Lucas: Just like the old days.
Felicia: Mm. You really did decide to rescue us from our diets, didn't you?
Lucas: Diets. Come on.
Felicia: What's in that bag?
Lucas: Ah, the old days were fine but not perfect.
Felicia: I agree.
Lucas: So I take it by your smile you'll eat with me?
Felicia: Oh, I don't know. I shouldn't. I'm busy. Your fiancée wants four chapters by Friday.
Lucas: Well, we'll eat and I'll go.
Felicia: Where is your charming fiancée?
Lucas: Oh, I don't know. She's wining and dining some board member. I begged off.
Felicia: Since when did Iris ever have to wine and dine anybody? What happened?
Lucas: Since she found out that Rachel is coming back as CEO.
Felicia: Ah, Rachel. Good for her. We need ketchup?
Lucas: Yeah, salt, too. Oh, oh, chill this for us for later, please?
Felicia: You're supposed to leave later.
Lucas: We'll talk.
Felicia: I want to know all about how you knew so much about Frankie's kidnapping. You and Cass were fantastic.
Lucas: Yeah, sure. What do you hear about -- from Mitch?
Felicia: He's having a fabulous time. In fact, you know what he told me? He's thinking about turning his photographs into a book.
Lucas: Oh, that's great.
Felicia: Yeah. Here you go.
Lucas: And Frankie and Cass? What do you hear from them?
Felicia: Nothing. They're on their honeymoon.
Lucas: Oh, right. And you're a little lonely.
Felicia: No, I' not a little lonely.
[Chuckles] Yeah, it's more than just a little. Here.
Lucas: Comfort food.
Felicia: Thank you, friend. Hey, come on. Your cheeseburger, it's going to get cold.
Lucas: Oh, right.
Grant: That's Congressman Harrison to you.
Lucas: What are you doing here?
Grant: I want to talk to you. And you might like a little privacy, by the way.
Grant: I would like to talk to Lucas.
Lucas: Maybe you should talk to the police. Seems like old Ted is going to see some hard time.
Grant: If you'll excuse us, Ms. Gallant.
Felicia: No, I'm -- I'm afraid I can't. I want to know what's going on.
Lucas: Frankie Frame is a very good friend of Felicia's and mine. We're not one bit happy about Ted engineering her kidnapping.
Grant: Well, I just saw Ted's statement. I wonder if Ms. Gallant knows that Ted resorted to arranging this kidnapping because he was under so much pressure from you.
Felicia: Luke, is that true?
Ryan: You see, when you do things like that, like shooting off your big mouth and dumping cognac on people, well, there are consequences. See, some people don't like it when you do those types of things. Some people take it very unkindly.
Vicky: Oh, you, you, what's your name?
Vicky: Ryan, put me down!
Ryan: I will if you promise to talk like a reasonable person.
Vicky: You can't do this to me.
Ryan: Listen, I really don't think that you're in a position to negotiate.
Vicky: All right, all right.
Ryan: Ok, all right.
Ryan: Oh, well, there. That's better. Oh, you can please go back to your dinner. She's ok. It's just a [Indistinct].
Vicky: You were putting that on.
Vicky: Well, I hope you're satisfied now that you created a scene in front of half of Bay City.
Ryan: See, well, when you dumped the cognac on my head, I got the feeling that scenes didn't bother you.
Vicky: You bother me -- you and your ideas about manners and being ladylike.
Ryan: Oh, I can see that. And you don't know anything about either one of those words.
Vicky: Up yours.
Vicky: Look, I obviously think that you're full of it. You obviously think the same thing about me. So let's just forget that we ever met each other, and we'll call this evening a draw.
Ryan: Oh, I think that'd be a real waste.
Ryan: Well, somebody's got to take you in hand.
Vicky: "Take me." All right, buddy. If you think that you're going to play macho games with me, you are sadly mistaken. See, I like myself just the way I am. I like me a lot.
Ryan: You took a cab here, right?
Vicky: What do you care?
Ryan: Well, I invited you out; I'd like to take you home.
Vicky: Why, because it's mannerly?
Vicky: Read my lips. I don't like you. I don't want to go anywhere with you. Ever!
Sharlene: What's wrong?
John: You just kind of surprised me. That's all.
Sharlene: I hope it was a pleasant surprise.
Sharlene: Yes, do you like it?
John: Yeah, I like it very much.
Sharlene: It's nice, huh? I should get more stuff like this. It's sexy.
John: When did you buy it?
Sharlene: I don't know.
John: Then it...
Sharlene: It's probably one of Sharly's. Is that what's bothering you?
John: I guess so. Sharly never had much use for me.
Sharlene: Why are you thinking about that now?
John: I know that Sharly was part of you. But I -- I always treated her differently. There was never anything sexual.
Sharlene: John, I'm just wearing her nightgown, but I'm still me. And I've missed you. I've missed you so much.
Marley: I need a couple of more days to think.
Jamie: Now, I have a realtor who wants to show me possible sites tomorrow.
Marley: You didn't tell me that before.
Jamie: Marley, I also have a hospital board who's waiting for my final proposal. This is not just about my pride. This is important to me. I believe in this.
Marley: Yes, so do I.
Marley: Jamie, when I spoke to you last night, I was going to work with you.
Marley: Then I talked to Jake and I realized that it would make him miserable.
Jamie: Marley, we agreed that if we worked together, it would be just business.
Marley: Yes, I know.
Jamie: Then what's the problem with Jake? Maybe he can tell the truth. He can see the truth, even if you can't.
Marley: What is that supposed to mean?
Jamie: That you're afraid to find out if there is more than business to this.
Jamie: Well, I guess I have my answer.
Marley: Oh, you do.
Jamie: Look, I'll call someone else to help me with the clinic. You can just put Jake's mind to rest.
Marley: Oh, Jamie, I wouldn't make assumptions about me if I were you. If we're going to be working together, I mean.
Jamie: Working together? I ok
Marley: I'll meet you tomorrow. And the realtor can show us the sites together.
Jamie: You've got a deal.
Lucas: How did you know I was here?
Grant: Oh, it wasn't very difficult. The cops have had a tail on you for weeks.
Grant: Look, I don't mean to bother you, Ms. Gallant, but I don't have the time to stand on ceremony. My closest aide just kidnapped an innocent woman, and he's in a lot of trouble. And, therefore, that makes me in a lot of trouble, too.
Lucas: How does it feel?
Grant: If you were behind this thing and anything happened --
Felicia: Why would Luke want to kidnap Frankie?
Grant: Well, I think probably "persuasion" is the wrong word. I think maybe "blackmail" is --
Lucas: That's crazy.
Grant: And then when I wouldn't budge, he went to Ted, who had the same idea about getting rid of Sharlene.
Felicia: Sharlene -- Sharlene Hudson?
Grant: That's right, you don't know?
Felicia: No, I don't know. Was Sharlene the one that was supposed to be kidnapped?
Grant: Well, her condition is very tenuous at best. And if anything would have happened to this woman, you --
Felicia: Luke, he's wrong, isn't he? I mean, what could you possibly tell Ted about Sharlene?
Grant: You might as well know all of it. I'm in love with her. Lucas knew it, and he was threatening to publish it.
John: Sharlene. Let's take it slow, ok?
Sharlene: Ok. I like it slow. You mean slow down or stop?
John: I can't help but feel that this is just a little forced.
Sharlene: I'm not forcing anything, am I?
John: You were never like this before.
Sharlene: You're my husband. I want you. I've always been like this.
John: Maybe it's just me then. I'm tired, that's all.
Sharlene: Yeah, you've been working too hard. We both have been working too hard. And I know just what you need.
John: Sharlene, I can't -- I can't do this!
Vicky: Taxi! Taxi! Yo, taxi. Yo, get right over here. No, you drive over here. You just drive around. I don't want to come to you. Get -- no, no, that's my cab. Oh, you stupid jerks.
Ryan: Catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
Vicky: Stop it. Taxi!
Ryan: No, he's got a fare. Jump right on in. Come on.
Vicky: Why don't you leave me alone?
Ryan: You know what I was wondering? I was wondering how you plan on paying for the cab.
Vicky: You see this building you were just dangling me from? I own it. The rent comes in real handy for cabs and things like that.
Ryan: Yeah, well, you don't have a purse. You forgot it when you made your exit.
Vicky: Give me that.
Ryan: No, no, no.
Ryan: Come on and get it.
Ryan: Listen, you wouldn't have to talk to me.
Vicky: I'd have to look at your face.
Ryan: Look, how can you walk back home with -- in heels like that?
Vicky: I'm not going to walk.
Ryan: Well, that's very good. Because it looks like it's going to rain. Could be any minute now. And I have enough manners not to let any of my dates get wet.
Vicky: Luckily, I'm not your date any longer.
Ryan: Well, strictly speaking, until this evening is over, then I'll be rid of you. We'll both be happy.
Ryan: Come on. There you go. Don't forget your seat belt.
Vicky: I'm sure I'll need it.
Ryan: Here we go.
Felicia: I understand now.
Lucas: No, you don't.
Felicia: Yes, I think I do.
Grant: I'm sure you do.
Lucas: Shut up!
Felicia: To get out of all of this, you used Sharlene to blackmail Grant.
Grant: Yes, he did.
Felicia: That's why you could figure out what happened to Frankie. That's why you took Cass and me to the campaign headquarters.
Lucas: Look, I didn't know it was Sharlene at first. I just knew there was a woman involved, that's all.
Felicia: Oh, and that's supposed to make a difference. Is that right?
Lucas: You had a personal vendetta against me, and I had to find something personal against you. But I wasn't going to use it.
Grant: Well, that's a lot of bull and you know it. The minute you found out it was Sharlene, you -- you -- you stepped up your plans. You even made a little dummy article to put into the newspaper.
Felicia: Did you, Luke?
Lucas: I got it, but I was bluffing, Fanny. It had to be convincing because I knew I wasn't going to use it. I wouldn't do that to John and Sharlene.
Felicia: Come on. You really expect me to believe that, don't you?
Lucas: If I didn't care about their marriage, if I didn't care about her, I would have hurt them a long time ago.
Lucas: It doesn't matter.
Felicia: So you picked this little thing to threaten them with. Is that it?
Lucas: I was fighting for my life.
Grant: You know what? I am sick of you and your excuses, and as far as I'm concerned, you just put extortion to the list of other things that you've done. If I were you, Ms. Gallant, I would pick my friends just a little more carefully. And you are going to jail and you are going for a long, long time.
Sharlene: Emma always said that sex wasn't a problem in a marriage. It was just the first thing to go bad when a real problem cropped up.
Sharlene: Don't. I looked like Sharly to you, didn't I? And I guess Sharly's way of handling the strain between us was to make love to you. And although that's -- that's not such a bad idea, it's Sharlene you love.
John: I know that Sharly is part of you.
Sharlene: When Sharly came out and lied to you and hurt you, you never took it out on me. You got me the help I needed. You handled my family. You stood by me. But I'm better now, John. You don't need to treat me like I'm made of glass.
John: Is that what you think I've been doing?
Sharlene: Wasn't it?
John: I don't know. Don't know.
Sharlene: It's going to be all right. It's just going to take time.
Sharlene: I'm going to go on up to bed.
John: I'll be up in a minute.
Lucas: I knew I was taking a risk.
Felicia: No, no, actually I think it was Grant Harrison that was taking the risk.
Lucas: Fanny, I was about to lose everything I've worked so hard for.
Felicia: It's ironic, isn't it? I mean, here I told him that you had changed. And that you really did deserve a second chance.
Lucas: Oh, he never considered giving me a second chance. Fanny, you know me better than anybody. You know I would never willingly hurt anybody we know.
Felicia: But you did, didn't you? Willingly doesn't really have anything to do with it because a lot of people got hurt.
Lucas: I -- I didn't know Ted had his own agenda. I didn't know he'd go off the deep end.
Felicia: That really doesn't matter either, does it? Don't you get this, Luke? What you did was wrong.
Lucas: Maybe you're right.
Felicia: [Whispers] Maybe. Maybe? Well, let's just -- let's just go over it. You came to the wedding, Cass and Frankie's, with a gun and somebody could've been killed that day. And you were with us. I mean you saw Cass. You saw how crazy he was when -- when Frankie was kidnapped. She could have been killed.
Lucas: She wasn't.
Felicia: But she could have been. Ted did threaten her. And why? Why? Because you were trying to save yourself?
Lucas: You're right.
Felicia: I told you something at that wedding. I told you that you had to make a choice. Do you remember that?
Lucas: Yes, I remember.
Felicia: I said you could live like the rest of us or you could -- you could be nothing but a hood. Well, it's pretty obvious to me that you made that choice. I just don't believe any of this. I don't believe Sharlene. I don't believe Grant Harrison. I --
Lucas: Fanny, you have to believe this. You have to believe -- I never intended for this to come out.
Felicia: Does Sharlene know that you know? I mean, is that why she had her breakdown?
Lucas: No, no, I don't think so. She was already in the hospital when I found out.
Felicia: You mean you knew where she was and you went ahead and did it anyway.
Lucas: Because it was supposed to stay between Ted and me.
Felicia: Well, it didn't, did it? Did it? No, it didn't. A lot of people got hurt -- Cass and Frankie, Sharlene, John, and all because of you, Luke. I warned you. I warned you that you should let this go, and you didn't. Boy, you're going to have to accept the responsibility for everything you've done -- everything. I want you to leave.
Lucas: Fanny, Fanny. Fanny, Fanny, Fanny. Fanny! I can't lose you.
Felicia: You never had to.
Lucas: What are you going to do now?
Felicia: Don't worry about it, Luke. I can barely stand to think about it. I'm certainly not going to tell anybody.
Lucas: Not what I meant.
Felicia: You are out of my life for good. Do you understand me? Go back to Iris. You know what? You and Iris -- you really are perfect for one another.
Lucas: I am not leaving until you hear me out.
Vicky: Don't think it hasn't been nice.
Ryan: Why, because it hasn't?
Vicky: By George, I think he's got it.
Ryan: Well, I don't know. I think the first three minutes were great. Seeing you walk in was memorable.
Vicky: I know.
Ryan: And then you opened your mouth.
Vicky: You know, you are a -- I'm not gonna get into it.
Ryan: What are you looking for?
Vicky: My keys.
Ryan: Look, let me help you.
Vicky: No, please don't do me any favors. I just want this night to end --
Vicky: And hopefully I'll be able to forget --
Vicky: That I ever met you. What?
Vicky: Why did you do that?
Ryan: I don't know. I thought you might want to have a chance to apologize to me. So I thought I'd give you some extra time.
Vicky: Oh, don't hold your breath. You're never going to get an apology from me. Unfortunately for you, you're never going to get anything from me.
Vicky: Good night.
Ryan: Good night.
Vicky: Oh, finally.
Marley: Welcome home.
Vicky: How's Steven?
Marley: Fine. How was your date?
Vicky: I don't want to talk about it.
Marley: Ooh, the guy wasn't that great.
Vicky: The guy was a pig.
Vicky: I hope we have some bologna in this fridge.
Marley: Well, Jamie said he was ok.
Marley: The guy. Jamie met him, didn't he?
Vicky: Oh, oh, yeah, briefly.
Marley: You're not going to eat that like that.
Vicky: No. I'm going to take it and I'm going to make a little roll out of it.
Vicky: Was Jamie mad?
Marley: At you?
Vicky: Yeah, I asked him to babysit. He kind of didn't expect it.
Marley: Oh, no, he wasn't mad about that.
Vicky: Was he mad about something else?
Marley: At me. Jamie and Jake were both here. They got into a huge fight.
Vicky: Oh. Ooh. For this I need cookies. I need to hear every word.
Marley: It was about the clinic.
Marley: The clinic.
Vicky: Jake and Jamie were fighting about the clinic?
Marley: Oh, well, about me working on it.
Vicky: Oh, that's right. Marley loves student nurse.
Marley: I don't think it's a bad idea.
Vicky: Oh, me neither. You can prove your ambition about being Bay City's answer to Mother Teresa.
Marley: Will you stop?
Vicky: Sorry. So, what were they fighting about?
Marley: Well, Jake hates the idea of me doing it.
Marley: Well, he says it would be depressing. And he doesn't think it's in a good neighborhood.
Vicky: In other words, you won't have anytime to spend with him?
Marley: Mm-hmm, that about sums it up. Yes.
Vicky: So they really went at it, huh?
Vicky: You know what I think?
Marley: I was hoping I could pry an opinion out of you.
Vicky: I know we're supposed to be in this whole new age of liberation. But I don't buy it. Guys still love to push us around.
Vicky: Boy, did I find that out tonight. I guess you did, too.
Vicky: So to hell with them. Do what you want.
Marley: Well, I am.
Felicia: I really want you out of here.
Lucas: Fanny, I'm not leaving while you're so angry.
Felicia: I'm going to be angry at you for a long time, Luke.
Lucas: Fanny, I know I hurt a lot of people by trying to save my own neck. But that's all over now. You heard what Harrison said. I'm going to pay for all of this.
Felicia: Yeah, I think you are.
Lucas: Look, I don't -- I don't know what's going to happen. But I can take it. What I can't take is losing you, losing your friendship.
Felicia: You should have thought of that before.
Lucas: Fanny, if I messed up so badly that I've lost you, I --
Felicia: Luke, just think about what's happened. First, Michael Hudson was almost killed, and now Cass and Frankie and Sharlene. These are all my friends. And they've been hurt badly. And it's all because of you. Let me tell you something. One of the things that I am the most proud of in my life is that I am a good friend. You have -- you have put me in a corner. If I stand by you right now, I -- I will lose all of them, and I can't.
Felicia: Cass Winthrop has been the only anchor when nobody else was there for me.
Lucas: This is it.
Felicia: Luke, you made your choice. And now I -- I have to make mine.
Felicia: I'm going up to Tops. I expect you to be gone when I get back.
Felicia: Please. Just close this door when you're gone.
Grant: And don't say anything about my running for reelection. It will just have to wait. Yeah, bye. Ryan.
Ryan: I thought I could find you here.
Grant: Well, we've got a lot of cleaning up to do, literally and figuratively.
Ryan: I guess so. Anything I can do?
Grant: I think I've got it pretty much under control.
Ryan: Surprise, surprise.
Grant: Oh, say, I spoke to your boss, by the way.
Grant: This afternoon. He's going to be calling you tomorrow.
Ryan: To say what?
Grant: That you have been reinstated. It's what you wanted, isn't it?
Ryan: So you just fixed it for me?
Grant: Yeah. I mean, you lost your job because of what you did for me.
Ryan: Yeah, but that doesn't mean I need you to get it back for me.
Grant: Ryan, what is the matter with you?
Ryan: The matter with me is that I want you to stay out of my life.
Grant: Even if I can help you?
Ryan: You know something, Grant? You're getting more and more like the old man. Oh, don't ask any questions. Just go charging right on in.
Grant: Look, you are my brother. If I have the influence to help you, then why --
Ryan: I don't need your lousy influence and I don't need you.
Grant: Then why have you spent your whole life blaming the family for shutting you out?
Ryan: Well, maybe because I wanted a family. Not a bunch of mentors who thought I couldn't wipe my nose without their help.
Grant: Oh, come off it. You spent your whole life thumbing your nose at us and then feeling sorry for yourself for not -- us not coming back to you.
Ryan: Oh, you've got this whole thing figured out, haven't you?
Grant: Well, am I wrong?
Ryan: No, you're -- you're right, Grant. You're right about everything.
Grant: Wait, wait, wait. Ryan, Ryan.
Grant: I'm sorry.
Ryan: Well, you, you don't know what it's like, do you?
Grant: To be you?
Ryan: No, to be the brother of the golden boy. Know that you just don't have quite what it takes to carry the sacred name of Harrison.
Grant: Don't, don't leave, all right?
[Phone continues ringing]
Grant: Congressman Harrison. Yes, yes, I'll speak to Congressman Daniels. This won't take very long.
Ryan: I'll wait.
Grant: Jim, Jim, yes. Oh, boy, is it. It's a hell of a mess. No, no, I had no idea at all. Well, it doesn't matter. He's my aide. If he's implicated, so am I. No, it's not just Ted. I mean I have other considerations. Yeah. Ok, fine. Look, I can't promise you anything, ok? All right, bye.
Grant: What's the matter?
Ryan: This. It's from a "Dr. High-vur."
Grant: Hiver. It's French. Where did you get that?
Ryan: It says you're still in treatment.
Grant: Yeah, I know.
Ryan: You said you were fine when you left Bethesda. That was months ago.
Grant: That's right.
Ryan: But you're not fine, are you? Grant, now how sick are you?
Grant: I'm just having trouble kicking a virus, that's all.
Grant: That's right.
Ryan: Look, I want you to level with me.
Grant: Look, Ryan, I --
Ryan: Look, you said we were brothers. Now either that means something or it doesn't.
Grant: Ok. Ok, look, I don't want you to say anything to anybody. Not Dad, not anyone, all right?
Ryan: You know I won't.
Grant: It attacked my kidneys first.
Ryan: You had one of them removed, right?
Ryan: That help things?
Grant: Well, the infection had already moved on. It very rarely attacks the bloodstream, but in my case it has, which makes it much harder to fight.
Ryan: Harder to fight. What does that mean?
Grant: Well, it means that sometimes I have a very low-grade fever. I have periods of weakness. I don't have much of an appetite. I -- I'm not bedfast yet.
Grant: Yeah, that's right.
Ryan: But you said this was just an infection. It's like strep throat. Can't they give you anything to cure it?
Grant: Oh yeah, they've been giving me things, all right.
Ryan: Are you dying?
Grant: That doctor -- Dr. Hiver -- has developed a very powerful antibiotic for a lot of people with the same condition that I have. And he is helping them. I just started the treatments.
Ryan: So -- so he's going to help you?
Grant: Well, mine is very advanced. It's a long shot.
Ryan: I can't believe this.
Grant: Yeah, I know. Neither can I.
Ryan: I always thought -- I always thought nothing could touch you.
Grant: Golden boy. Well, apparently you were wrong.
Jamie: Felicia, hi.
Felicia: May I join you?
Jamie: Please. May I buy you a drink?
Felicia: No, you may not.
Felicia: Would you give Dr. Frame a refill, and I'll have whatever he's having. And put it on my tab. I own the joint, remember?
Jamie: Thank you. How's Mitch?
Felicia: He's good. He's having a wonderful time.
Jamie: Oh, I'll bet it's not that wonderful. I'll bet he misses you.
Felicia: Yeah, he says he does. I know I certainly miss him. I'll tell you, nights like this make me want to chuck a plane.
Jamie: What happened tonight?
Felicia: What about you? What's a handsome, gorgeous creature like you sitting in a bar all alone for?
Jamie: Well, it's not by design, I'll tell you that.
Felicia: Of course. It's pretty hard to get back into circulation, isn't it?
Jamie: I'm ok. I've got my work. I've got Steven.
Felicia: He's wonderful.
Jamie: He's the best, the best of Vicky and me.
Felicia: Is there no chance at all for the two of you to get back together?
Jamie: No, I think we both know that. You warned me.
Felicia: Oh, I've never been happy about being right.
Jamie: Vicky's a -- she's a good lady, but we just weren't meant to be.
Felicia: You know I have a theory. You want to hear it?
Felicia: I think there's one great love in everyone's life. Maybe you haven't met her yet.
Jamie: Have you met yours?
Felicia: Yeah, yeah, I have.
Jamie: Then you are very lucky, Felicia. You met that person and you're married to him.
Felicia: Yeah, I'm very lucky.
Jamie: Tell me, what do you do if -- if you meet the right person but the timing's off? The opportunity's already come and gone?
Felicia: Well, you accept that or you don't. Has that happened to you, Jamie?
Jamie: Oh, I'm not sure yet.
Jamie: I think someone's looking for you.
Felicia: Will you excuse me for just a minute?
Felicia: Luke, please.
Lucas: I'm leaving, Fanny. But I'll tell you one thing. I've played this your way. When I saw you walk out the door, I realized I can't do it anymore. I love you, Fanny.
Felicia: Oh, Luke.
Lucas: Let me finish. You're the only person I've ever really loved in my whole life. I'm not letting you go.
Felicia: You don't have a choice, Luke.
Lucas: I'm going to make it up to everybody, to Frankie, to Cain to you.
Lucas: I can't lose you. I won't.
Marley: So it is like what you said. I'm not going to let anybody push me into anything I don't want.
Vicky: You're going to work with Jamie on the clinic.
Marley: Yes. I told him that tonight. Well, give me a cookie. Thank you.
Vicky: Well, Jamie -- I -- I guess he was happy.
Marley: Well, he seems to want me to work on the project with him, yes.
Vicky: I'll bet he does. What about Jake?
Marley: I'll tell him tomorrow.
Vicky: How come you're doing this?
Marley: Well, because I've been very lucky in my life and I want to help people who haven't been so lucky.
Vicky: You could write a check.
Marley: I want something more personal. I have to stop skimming the surface. I -- I really want to feel involved.
Vicky: Good luck.
Marley: Thank you.
Vicky: God, I wish I had been here. I mean, I wish I had been anywhere except where I was. But I really wish I would've been here.
Vicky: To see how you do it.
Marley: Do what?
Vicky: Get two men fighting over you.
Vicky: See, that's just it. You probably didn't. I've never had a man fight over me. Always too busy fighting with me. I guess I'm just not the Guinevere type. Oh well. Finish the cookies, I'm going to bed.
Marley: Vicky, Jamie and Jake weren't fighting over me. Jamie just wants me to help him with this project because I'm the only one who has the time and the family contacts.
John: I thought you'd be asleep.
John: I don't know.
Sharlene: I disgusted you, didn't I? When I was acting like Sharly.
John: No, I wasn't disgusted.
Sharlene: I think you were.
John: Let's talk about this some other time. I really need to get some rest.
Sharlene: I know how you must feel, John. But if we can't talk about it now --
John: Look, there was you and there was Sharly. Once I understood that, I knew what to expect. Now that line isn't so clear.
Sharlene: I know that. I used to think of Sharly as my enemy. But I -- I realize now that it's probably because of her that I survived my childhood. Dr. Benson thinks I'm doing so much better because I'm learning to embrace her.
John: Well, I can't, ok? Not tonight.
Sharlene: I know.
John: Look, Sharlene, we're not talking about rearranging furniture or you asserting yourself. We're talking about us. The most intimate, personal part of us.
Sharlene: I know that.
John: I think you're right about what Sharly did. But she hated me for loving you. She held a gun on me. How can I ever, ever make love to that woman?
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