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Another World Transcript Thursday 7/6/06

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[Doorbell rings]

Marley: Just a minute.

Marley: Jake.

Jake: Mm, that smells great.

Marley: Just in time for an unhealthy breakfast.

Jake: Bacon and eggs, that brings back memories.

Marley: It does?

Jake: Mm-hmm, waking up with you, watching you putter around the kitchen. And going back to bed with you.

Marley: Yeah, we had some great times.

Jake: And some bad times, thanks to me.

Marley: What does that mean?

Jake: I can be damn stubborn.

Marley: You're admitting it?

Jake: Sometimes I go too far.

Marley: And when did you do that?

Jake: I'm sorry about last night.

Marley: Forget it.

Jake: I shouldn't have said that you -- it was wrong of me to say you shouldn't work at the clinic.

Marley: Yes, it was.

Jake: I mean, you have every right to do what you want to do.

Marley: Yes.

Jake: I want you to do what you want to do.

Marley: And I am doing what I want to do.

Jake: That's great.

Marley: I thought a lot about it, Jake. I'm going to work at the clinic.

Jamie: It's an incredible space.

Stacey: Yeah, well it's big anyway, isn't it?

Jamie: Yeah, I bet I could get three examining rooms and maybe a big reception area.

Stacey: You're going to need it in this neighborhood.

Jamie: Yeah, a realtor wants to show me some other places later, but this is perfect.

Stacey: Good.

Jamie: It's exactly what Marley and I had in mind.

Stacey: Great, good.

Jamie: So now all Marley has to do is just go out there and raise the money.

Stacey: Uh-huh.

Jamie: Stacey, do you think I should get Marley a temporary office?

Stacey: You know, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but you've mentioned her name three times in under a minute.

Jamie: Who, Marley?

Stacey: Oh, no. Your good pal, Michelle Pfeiffer.

Jamie: Stacey, does that bother you?

Stacey: No, no, it doesn't bother me. I just was beginning to wonder if you're more excited about opening the clinic or working with Marley.

Hilda: Mrs. Wheeler.

Iris: Thank you, Hilda.

Rachel: Well, Iris, you certainly got over here quickly this morning.

Iris: Did you think I'd be late when we're about to get the first inside, real information on the fair Paulina?

Rachel: Well, we'll see.

Iris: Oh, what a relief to be able to talk to the woman who actually raised that creature.

Rachel: I don't think we ought to expect too much from this, Iris.

Paulina: Good morning.

Rachel: Good morning, Paulina.

Paulina: Beautiful day for a walk.

Rachel: Yes, isn't it? Um, I'm glad you're here. I needed to tell you something.

Iris: You haven't told her yet?

Paulina: Told me what?

Rachel: Iris and I have invited Marsha Cantrell over here this morning.

Paulina: My -- my foster mother?

Rachel: Yes, she'll be here within the hour.

Iris: Paulina, you seem a little upset.

Paulina: Why didn't you tell me?

Rachel: We just finalized the arrangements this morning.

Paulina: But I didn't even know you were trying to talk to her.

Iris: Oh, Rachel and I have been looking forward to talking to Mrs. Cantrell. You must have known that. You don't seem very anxious to talk to the woman who raised you, dear.

Paulina: It's just --

Iris: Just?

Paulina: It's all so sudden.

Rachel: You may stay while we talk to her, Paulina, if you like.

Iris: Unless, of course, there's some reason that you might feel uncomfortable.

Paulina: I -- I did promise Jake that I'd run a few errands for him.

Iris: Oh, what a pity. I mean that you won't be joining us.

Paulina: I'll try and be back before she leaves.

Rachel: Whatever you'd like.

Paulina: I got to go. I'm running late. I'll see you later.

Iris: Someone is decidedly nervous.

Rachel: Of course she's nervous, Iris. She knows that we're trying to verify her story.

Iris: But why would that make her nervous?

Rachel: Oh, come on, Iris.

Iris: No, Rachel, I mean, what could that woman tell us except for the fact that Paulina came to Central America -- came from Central America as an infant?

Rachel: Well, with any luck at all, maybe she had some dealings with Paulina's real mother.

Iris: Yes, but why would that make her nervous, unless her story won't check out?

Rachel: You're jumping to conclusions.

Iris: Am I? She didn't seem very anxious to see the woman who raised her.

Rachel: Whatever she was, we'll find out a lot more within the hour.

Jamie: Actually, I'm excited about both prospects.

Stacey: Right, working with Marley and opening up the clinic.

Jamie: Well, Marley feels like I do. She wants to help the neighborhood. And me, well, I'm pretty lousy at fundraising, so I need her. I need money to do this, you know.

Stacey: Yeah, I -- I just didn't know that you guys were such good friends, that's all.

Jamie: We've known each other for years.

Stacey: Mm-hmm. And you saw each other in France, right?

Jamie: Are you cross-examining me, counselor?

Stacey: No! No, I'm not. I'm sorry.

Jamie: Stacey, what's the problem?

Stacey: No problem.

Jamie: Stacey, you want to tell me something, tell me.

Stacey: Well, I'm just curious, that's all.

Jamie: About?

Stacey: About Jake and Marley. I heard that they were going out, and I wanted to know what the deal was.

Jamie: Why would you be interested in Jake and Marley?

Stacey: Because -- I'm not really. No reason.

Jamie: Stacey, you know something. Now, I want you to tell me.

Jake: You talked to Jamie again, right?

Marley: This was my decision.

Jake: Yeah, right.

Marley: Jake, you do believe that, don't you?

Jake: Working at a clinic is not what you need.

Marley: Then why did you walk in this door and tell me it was my decision?

Jake: That was before I knew you made the decision already!

Marley: What is wrong with working in a clinic?

Jake: With sick people.

Marley: Yes.

Jake: In a bad neighborhood.

Marley: Who cares about the neighborhood?

Jake: What are you going to do, Marley? What are you going to do when a junkie comes in and holds the place up, huh?

Marley: I'm going to take care of myself. Did that ever occur to you that I could do that, Jake? I'm changed. I have changed.

Jake: You don't need to change. You were perfect to start with.

Marley: The last thing I was was perfect. Jake, in our marriage, I would wait at home for you to come home, or I would sit in a corner and I would sulk about not being able to have a baby.

Jake: What is wrong with having a baby?

Marley: Nothing. But that is all I wanted.

Jake: So what?

Marley: So I didn't have anything else in my life. And maybe if I did, then -- then we --

Jake: What?

Marley: Then I wouldn't have been so dependent on you. And I don't want that to happen again. Jake, I'm beginning to realize that I have other talents other than just being a wife.

Jake: I always knew that.

Marley: But I didn't. My whole ego was wrapped up in you and how you felt about me. I think I'm kind of like Donna in that way.

Jake: No, you are nothing like Donna.

Marley: Yes, I am. Her whole life revolved around Michael, and look how she changed when she started working with you.

Jake: What has this got to do with Donna?

Marley: I don't know. I guess I've learned from her --

Jake: Don't -- don't --

Marley: Example, Jake.

Jake: Compare yourself to your mother.

Marley: Why not? She started developing a whole new sense of herself when she started working.

Jake: You're sure about this, aren't you?

Marley: I just -- I need to be a person in my own right. I'm doing this for both of us, Jake. You -- you can understand that, can't you?

Jake: Yes, I can.

Marley: Thank you.

Jake: Well, I better be going, huh?

Marley: Jake? I'm going to be looking for clinic space this afternoon.

Jake: With Jamie.

Marley: We're going to be looking at a lot of places. But I think we're going to end up at -- at Stacey's, if you want to meet me there.

Jake: Yes, I would.

Marley: Jake. Thanks for being so concerned about me.

Jake: See you.

Marley: I will see you later?

Jake: You will see me later.

Stacey: Well, it's just that I had heard that Jake and Marley were seeing each other again.

Jamie: I guess they are.

Stacey: And I asked because I wanted to know if they were getting back together.

Jamie: And I asked why you were interested in Jake and Marley's relationship.

Stacey: Well, it's not that I am that interested.

Jamie: Then why did we spend the last half hour taking about it?

Stacey: Because I am very fond of Marley.

Jamie: You are?

Stacey: Yeah, and I think it's a good idea that she's working on this clinic.

Jamie: We all need a focus in life.

Stacey: Yeah, and I -- I think that it will help her avoid rushing into something that she might --

Jamie: What?

Stacey: [Sighs] Regret.

Jamie: Stacey, why would you say something like that?

Stacey: It's just that her marriage didn't work out before.

Jamie: She is determined to give it another chance.

Stacey: Jake is very effective with women.

Jamie: What do you mean by that?

Stacey: Nothing. It's just an observation.

Lucas: Stacey -- oh, Jamie, I'm sorry.

Jamie: Lucas, hi. Actually, I was just going to be another minute. Um, Marley and I will probably stop by a little later. Maybe she can make sense out of what you were saying.

Stacey: Forget what I said, ok?

Jamie: I'll try. Bye.

Stacey: Bye.

Jamie: Goodbye, Lucas.

Lucas: Yeah.

Stacey: Lucas, I didn't know we had an appointment.

Lucas: Ah, well, we don't.

Stacey: Well, what it is? Is there something wrong?

Lucas: Well, yes, some things have happened that -- that complicate my legal situation.

Stacey: What kind of things?

Lucas: You're not going to like what I'm going to tell you.

Stacey: What kind of things, Lucas?

Lucas: Ok, Frankie's kidnapping --

Stacey: Yeah, what about it?

Lucas: In a roundabout way, I am responsible for it.

Stacey: You're what?

Lucas: I was trying to put pressure on Grant Harrison.

Stacey: Sit down. What are you talking about?

Lucas: I found out that Sharlene Hudson was the woman in Grant Harrison's life.

Stacey: Sharlene?

Lucas: Yeah, now, keep that to yourself.

Stacey: Just keep talking, Lucas.

Lucas: Ok, so I went to Ted, his right-hand man.

Stacey: And you tried to blackmail him.

Lucas: I tried to have him take the pressure off, yeah.

Stacey: So Ted ends up protecting Harrison, and -- and he grabs the wrong woman.

Lucas: A little more complicated than that, but yes. He got Frankie instead of Sharlene.

Stacey: I don't believe what I'm hearing.

Lucas: I was desperate, Stacey.

Stacey: No, no. You were insane.

Lucas: My life was going down the tubes.

Stacey: Frankie or Sharlene could've been killed.

Lucas: Come on, I had no idea that he had his own agenda, that he had something else going on. I never thought in a million years that he would do this.

Stacey: That's it, Lucas.

Lucas: What're you talking about?

Stacey: I mean that's it. You get yourself a new lawyer.

Lucas: Hold it. I am not the bad guy here.

Stacey: Oh, right. You're just pure white, aren't you?

Lucas: I never thought I'd do this. I really didn't.

Stacey: So you just expected Grant and Ted to do whatever you asked them?

Lucas: Yeah, I thought he might strike a deal, yes --

Stacey: Well, you blew it, Lucas.

Lucas: You're right, I blew it. So I have to do a whole other things here. I have to do something completely different, all right? What happens --

Stacey: I don't care what you do.

Lucas: Listen to me, Stacey. Listen to me. What happens if I cooperate?

Stacey: Cooperate?

Lucas: Yeah, go back to my former friends. I wear a wire, I get them talking. I could bring down the biggest drug cartel in the United States. Would that help make up for things?

Paulina: Ken.

Ken: Damn it. I lost my place. 1,216 times three --

Paulina: You're not going to believe what's happened.

Ken: Well, you're not going to believe the budget for this expedition if I don't pare it down.

Paulina: Will you listen to me? Please?

Ken: All right, calm down. What's the matter?

Paulina: Marsha Cantrell.

Ken: What about her?

Paulina: Rachel called her. She's coming. Today.

Ken: To Rachel's?

Paulina: She may even be there now.

Ken: So what's the problem?

Paulina: They're going to talk to her.

Ken: Well, so? That's good news.

Paulina: What are you talking about?

Ken: Paulina, that means that they're still taking your claim seriously. Talking to Marsha is their next logical step. There is nothing that she can say to them that's going to hurt your claim.

Paulina: Nothing, huh?

Ken: No. You should be happy.

Paulina: That's the last thing that I am.

Ken: Paulina, look, you knew this might happen.

Paulina: Damn it. I should have talked to her first.

Ken: And said what?

Paulina: I don't know. Make her change. Make her like me. This -- this woman -- we didn't get along very well.

Ken: Oh, so you were a brat. That doesn't mean you're not Mac's child.

Paulina: No, it was more than being a brat.

Ken: What was it?

Paulina: It doesn't matter.

Ken: Well, maybe it does matter if this woman has it in for you.

Paulina: Can I stay here? I don't want to go back there.

Ken: You -- you have to go back there. Don't you want to hear what she has to say to Iris and Rachel?

Paulina: I don't want to see her again.

Ken: Paulina, it can't look like you're afraid of this woman or afraid of what she has to say.

Paulina: But I am. I am afraid of her. She made my life hell when I was a kid. And she's probably with Rachel right now, poisoning her mind about me. After she gets through, it's going to be all over.

Vicky: Hi, Caroline.

Caroline: Vicky, I am so glad you took me up on my offer.

Vicky: Well, you said the gallery was a good social scene.

Caroline: Divine 'do, darling, and that's a fabulous on-the- prowl attire.

Vicky: You make my attempts to meet men sound like I'm going on safari.

Caroline: Well, it's the best sport I know.

Vicky: Well, got to do something with my life. Can't meet a man sitting at home, right?

Caroline: Well, the gallery is the place to meet the most eligible men these days.

Vicky: Aren't eligible men supposed to be working at this hour?

Caroline: Not millionaires.

Vicky: I know zip about art.

Caroline: It doesn't matter. I'm expecting some very heavy- duty collectors here today.

Vicky: Does this all feel a bit forced to you?

Caroline: Well, we'd all like to be wined and dined with roses and pianos.

Vicky: Yeah.

Caroline: But this is 1990, and meeting men is business.

Vicky: Oh, honey, I meet men, just not the right ones.

Caroline: Well, you know, to me, the difference between the right man and the wrong man is the right man has a large -- bank account.

Vicky: Oh. Well, I -- I want a guy with more than money.

Caroline: Jamie was a Cory.

Vicky: Jamie was the love of my life.

Caroline: Well, as they say, "I've been rich, and I've been poor, but rich is better."

Vicky: Oh, you think so?

Caroline: Yeah, every relationship has bad times, and I would much prefer to be with a rich man skiing in St. Moritz.

Vicky: Yeah, well, if you wanted rich so badly, why did you go after Cass?

Caroline: That was a mistake. And look where it got me.

Vicky: Oh, come on, Caroline. I know you still care about him.

Caroline: Look, these men appreciate women like us. We're smart, we're savvy, we're intelligent, we're gorgeous, we're --

Vicky: We're tax write-offs.

Caroline: Touché. Well, have you been seeing anyone?

Vicky: Oh, God, I had a date from hell last night.

Caroline: Well, look, why don't you just browse around? You might find someone here or something that you like. And the art's not bad either.

Vicky: Oh, sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so awfully sorry.

Man: I never thought I'd ever hear you apologize. Wow, last year I had a baby,

Michael: So, you not getting dressed again today?

Donna: I'm not going anywhere.

Michael: Why not?

Donna: Well, I don't work. There's only so much shopping I can do. Now that Mikey is not here anymore.

Michael: Why don't you take a walk? Get out of the house. Take a walk in the park.

Donna: If God had intended people to walk, he would not have invented limos.

Michael: Fine. Hey, I'm sorry. It's just a -- just a suggestion.

Donna: Remember on Saturday mornings when we would sleep late and he would come and crawl in bed with us?

Michael: Donna, please don't.

Donna: I spent so much time worrying about the case the last few weeks before it happened that I didn't spend so much time reading to him and playing with him.

Donna: Michael, I feel so guilty.

Michael: Donna, it was your decision, all right? And I still don't know why. End of story.

Donna: Everywhere I look in this room, he's there. Everywhere I turn, he's there.

Michael: Fine, then get out of the house, all right? Get busy. Do something.

Donna: No.

Michael: Why don't you try going back to work?

Donna: No. That's what started this whole thing.

Michael: Work started -- what do you mean?

Donna: It did in a way.

Michael: Donna, what are you talking about?

Marley: Sorry I'm late. I got stuck in traffic.

Jamie: Oh, you're right on time.

Marley: Good.

Jamie: You look fantastic.

Marley: The realtor here?

Jamie: We're meeting her at the first location.

Marley: Oh, fine.

Jamie: But I think it's a waste of time.

Marley: Why?

Jamie: Well, the space next door to Stacey's office is perfect for us.

Marley: Well, fine. Then we'll look at that last.

Jamie: Whatever you want.

Marley: I made a list of possible contributors here.

Jamie: Terrific.

Marley: And I think we should plan a party and a presentation maybe sometime next week.

Jamie: Sooner the better.

Marley: Fine. And I've sketched out some ideas for the party here and here.

Jamie: Great.

Marley: And I'm --

Jamie: I knew I'd like working with you.

Marley: Well, I'm sure you'll have some thoughts on it.

Jamie: I am rather partial to your thoughts, Marley. And I am very impressed.

Marley: Impressed, why? That I am taking this seriously?

Jamie: No, that you've done all this work already.

Marley: Jamie, don't patronize me. I'm very serious about what I said last night.

Jamie: So am I, Marley.

Marley: Well, good. Shall we go?

Jamie: I'm ready.

Marley: Fine.

Jamie: I do have one question.

Marley: Shoot.

Jamie: Is there anything in our deal that says we can't have fun once in a while? While we're working, that is.

Marley: Fun.

Jamie: Yes, fun. Remember fun? You know, maybe a lighthearted moment, an occasional smile, maybe a chuckle.

Marley: How about an ice cream cone?

Jamie: Ice cream cone? That may be a tad too frivolous.

Marley: Well, lighten up. Let's get one.

Jamie: Yeah, let's.

Marley: Ok.

Paulina: I thought I'd never have to face her again.

Ken: But you do.

Paulina: Not alone. I can't do it alone.

Ken: Oh, no, no. I can't go over there. You know that.

Paulina: We can make up some excuse why you have to be there. You can interrupt the meeting.

Ken: No, I can't.

Paulina: Why not?

Ken: Paulina, I haven't been in the Cory house in weeks. If I suddenly stroll in there at the exact moment your foster mother is there --

Paulina: So what?

Ken: They'll connect us.

Paulina: You don't know that, Ken. Then I'm not going. I'm staying here.

Ken: Yes, you are going. You're going to go back over to that house, you're going to smile, you're going to be cool, and you're going to roll with any punches they might throw your way.

Paulina: I wish I had your confidence.

Ken: You have no reason to be afraid. Come on, you're not some powerless little foster child anymore. You're Mac and Maria's daughter. Now, here's your chance to show Rachel that.

Paulina: You're right. I am. I can do this.

Thank you.

Ken: Let me know how it goes.

Hilda: Mrs. Marsha Cantrell is here.

Rachel: Show her in, Hilda.

Hilda: Mrs. Cantrell, right this way.

Rachel: Hello, Mrs. Cantrell.

Marsha: Hello.

Iris: I'm Iris Wheeler.

Rachel: I'm Rachel Cory.

Marsha: Pleased to meet you.

Rachel: Thank you so much for coming on such short notice.

Marsha: No problem. Oh, you have a beautiful home here, Mrs. Cory.

Rachel: Would you like some coffee, Mrs. Cantrell?

Marsha: Oh, sounds good. But call me Marsha, please.

Rachel: Fine. I'm Rachel.

Iris: That will be three coffees. Thank you, Hilda.

Marsha: I've heard all about you. Of course, the Corys are known everywhere, I guess. And Iris, I read the ladies' magazines all the time.

Iris: I'm flattered.

Marsha: But there's one thing I don't get.

Iris: What's that?

Marsha: How are you involved with Paulina?

Iris: We were hoping that you might be able to tell us everything you know about Paulina's infancy.

Marsha: I can do better than that -- ha! Paulina lived with me until she was 11. I can tell you anything you want to know about that child.

Vicky: You -- what are you doing here?

Ryan: Whenever I go to a new city, I always check out the galleries.

Vicky: You didn't seem like the cultural type to me.

Ryan: Well, we didn't have much time to talk about our hobbies.

Vicky: [Sighs]

Ryan: So, what do you think of Duriet?

Vicky: Who?

Ryan: The artist you came here to see?

Vicky: Oh.

Ryan: Oh. Or did you just come here to meet men?

Vicky: You know, I had to put up with you last night because I was your date.

Ryan: Oh, is that what you called it? See, I always thought a date was when a man and a woman ....

Man and woman: Shh!

Ryan: Why does everything have to come down to you? You know, the world doesn't revolve around you, Vicky.

Vicky: What do you mean?

Ryan: What I mean is that I'm not trying to do anything. You just take everything as a personal insult.

Vicky: Oh, I wasn't supposed to take it personally when you almost dumped me off the balcony last night?

Ryan: Oh, we were just getting a little bit of fresh air.

Vicky: Oh, that's the understatement of the year.

Ryan: Look, if you had not been so irritable, we might have had a good time.

Vicky: You were the loud, opinionated one.

Ryan: You were just upset because my opinions ...that's why you get along so well with horses! They don't talk back to you.

Caroline: [Clears throat] You got lucky, haven't you?

Vicky: Is this Friday the 13th?

Caroline: Are you going to introduce me?

Vicky: Caroline Stafford, this is the rudest man I've ever met.

Caroline: I gather you know each other.

Ryan: Unfortunately.

Vicky: Caroline, I thought you said this was an exclusive gallery.

Caroline: Why don't you two retreat into your corners and get on with your business?

Ryan: Fine.

Vicky: Great.

Ryan: Just don't blame last night all on me. I haven't had a complaint from a date yet.

Vicky: No accounting for taste.

Caroline: Shall we not air our differences in public, please? Keep it to ourselves, shall we?

Vicky: Caroline, I appreciate the invite, but I would rather be home cleaning out my vacuum cleaner. Ciao.

Caroline: Feisty, isn't she?

Ryan: Pity the man who ends up with her.

Caroline: Hmm.

Ryan: Hmm.

Jake: Great place.

Ken: I like it.

Jake: I've just -- I've just heard so much about it. It's even more interesting than I pictured.

Ken: What can I do for you, Jake?

Jake: I'm looking for something for my wife.

Ken: Really?

Jake: You seem surprised.

Ken: Oh, I wonder why you'd travel all this distance just to get a present.

Jake: I traveled all this distance because I'd like to get something different, something important.

Ken: Important, huh? All right. Let's see what we can do for you. How about this cloisonné box? It's beautiful, isn't it? Not that beautiful. All right. Here you go. Historical. It's a dirk dating back to the Thanes.

Jake: I don't think Marley can use another dirk.

Ken: All right. Now, here you go. This is Toltec. It's a dish probably used in sacrifices.

Jake: Actually, Ken, I was looking for something a little bit more personal.

Ken: Of course. Personal. Ah. Let's see if you like this. I picked this up in Swaziland.

Jake: That is perfect. That is exactly what I'm looking for.

Ken: It's kind of steep.

Jake: How much?

Ken: 275.

Jake: Well, money is no object.

Ken: Oh, yeah? I guess the video business is booming, huh?

Jake: When you're hot, you're hot.

Ken: I'll find you a box.

Jake: This place is unusual. I mean, it's -- it's mysterious, just like it's owner, you know?

Ken: I'll take that as a compliment. Here you go.

Jake: Thank you.

Ken: Thank you.

Jake: Ok.

Ken: Ok, what?

Jake: Well, there's another reason I traveled this far. I understand you've been badmouthing me, and I would like to know why.

Marsha: This coffee is great, Rachel. Best coffee I've ever tasted. And all these little cookies -- wow.

Iris: Yes, they're very delicate, aren't they? They're absolutely delicious. I'm sorry, Marsha, you were interrupted.

Marsha: I was?

Iris: Yes, you were telling us about how Paulina arrived at your house.

Marsha: Oh, yes. I guess I was.

Iris: So we're listening.

Marsha: Where was I?

Rachel: Why don't you just tell us whatever you think we ought to know?

Iris: Yes, like who contacted you about her?

Marsha: Who? The agency.

Iris: Which agency?

Marsha: First Lutheran. Maybe it was Southside Baptist. I worked with a couple of them.

Rachel: You're sure it was a church agency?

Marsha: I only dealt with church agencies. They were very respectful to foster parents.

Iris: But whoever it was asked you to place the child.

Marsha: Ah, Southside Baptist. That's which one it was.

Rachel: Did they tell you where the child came from?

Marsha: Oh, my, it was so sad. All those little children with nothing.

Iris: Where did she come from, Marsha?

Marsha: Somewhere in Central America. The civil wars made orphans out of thousands of children.

Iris: Are you sure?

Marsha: Yes, the church told us terrible stories about those wars. Tragic, every one of them.

Iris: No, I meant are you sure that Paulina was one of those orphans -- one of those ones from Central America?

Marsha: Where else would she have come from?

Iris: Almost anywhere.

Rachel: Did she come with a birth certificate?

Iris: Did you ever hear the names of her natural parents?

Rachel: One question at a time, Iris.

Iris: I'm sorry.

Marsha: I can answer both of those questions. All her records were lost in Central America.

Iris: All the papers? You didn't see any papers at all?

Marsha: Just some papers from the church. The immigration clearances for the kids.

Iris: And you never heard Paulina's last name?

Marsha: No, so I gave her my own. I thought it was the least I could do.

Iris: I can't believe there wasn't one document.

Rachel: So, Mrs. Cantrell, you brought this child up until she was 11.

Marsha: Yes, the church tried hard to get her adopted, but it never worked out, so we just kept her with us.

Iris: There must have been some papers somewhere.

Marsha: I always wondered why they gave her to me. I guess because I was always good at handling the lively ones.

Iris: Lively?

Marsha: Am I to understand, Rachel, that my foster daughter has come into some money? She was always such a lovely child. We were always so close. I always had hoped that there would be a happy ending to Paulina's story.

Paulina: Did you really?

Marsha: Paulina, honey, it's been so long. How are you?

Paulina: Fine.

Marsha: You look wonderful. More beautiful than I remember. I was just telling Rachel and Iris how you first came to me when you were a little baby.

Paulina: Were you?

Marsha: I'm so glad that you've come in for some good luck.

Iris: Marsha, you referred to Paulina as "lively."

Marsha: I did?

Iris: Yes, earlier. I just wondered what you meant by that.

Marsha: Oh, yes, lively. Well, she was a very energetic child with a mind of her own.

Iris: And of course you have a mind of your own.

Marsha: Oh, yes.

Iris: So there must have been a few conflicts.

Marsha: Oh, we had our moments. Most mothers and daughters do. But we worked them out, didn't we, honey? Oh, yes. I loved all my babies, but Paulina was always so special.

Paulina: That's a lie.

Marsha: What?

Paulina: All of it. It's all lies. There was no love between you and me -- ever. Life in that house was a nightmare. From the time I was able to think, all I wanted to do was get away from you.

Marsha: Now, honey --

Paulina: Don't you "honey" me, not after all those years. I left when I was 10 years old because I was going to do anything -- anything to change my life.

Iris: Really?

Iris: Anything? What exactly does that mean?

Ken: Bad mouthing you?

Jake: Do you deny it?

Ken: Where did you hear this?

Jake: Do you deny it?

Ken: Paulina.

Jake: None other.

Ken: I should've known.

Jake: You told her not to trust me.

Ken: I did.

Jake: You don't even know me.

Ken: Hey, you got a reputation, Jake.

Jake: Oh, so gossip is what you heard, right?

Ken: Which I normally put no store in.

Jake: But in my case you made an exception.

Ken: I thought I should pass along the information, yes.

Jake: Why?

Ken: Jake, Paulina just started with you. She's a very impressionable young woman. She has a lot at stake.

Jake: What does that mean?

Ken: It means I thought I should warn her about you.

Jake: Why are you so interested in Paulina?

Ken: Come on, Jake. You must know that there's a very good chance that Paulina is Mac Cory's daughter.

Jake: Right, and why do you care?

Ken: Because Mac was my very dear friend, and what's more, I knew and cared very much about the woman who may be Paulina's mother.

Jake: So you felt protective of Paulina.

Ken: I'd like to see her keep out of harm's way, yes.

Jake: And I'm that harm.

Ken: I don't know what you are. All I know is that you walked in here claiming you wanted to buy a present for your wife when what you really wanted was a confrontation with me.

Jake: You don't like me much, do you?

Ken: Prove me wrong, Jake. Prove me wrong.

Jake: I'll be going now.

Ken: Nice talking to you.

Jake: You know, it was very interesting. I always like to know where I stand with people. Don't you?

Jamie: It's going to happen, isn't it?

Marley: Oh, boy, are we going to make it happen.

Jamie: The first time we toasted this project was in France.

Marley: Oh -- oh, yeah, you're right. The idea was born in that little inn in Cagnes.

Jamie: I'm sure it's not the only idea born there.

Marley: Oh, that trip really changed my life, Jamie.

Jamie: Yeah, me, too.

Marley: I'm actually helping people. I'm not some little rich girl who -- who doesn't look beyond her own life.

Jamie: You never were like that.

Marley: Well, I'm not anymore. Thanks to you.

Jamie: Look, we've got a lot of work to do.

Marley: Work -- we absolutely do.

Jamie: Marley, you are going to love that place next door to Stacey's.

Marley: I'm sure I will.

Jamie: Are you ready to go?

Marley: I'm ready.

Jamie: Let's do it.

Donna: It's just that if I hadn't been working, I would've been here when Bridget fell and Mikey wouldn't have had to call 911.

Michael: So then his real parents wouldn't have seen him on national TV and they wouldn't have come to claim him, right?

Donna: Yes, that's right.

Michael: I get the feeling that you're having second thoughts about giving up Mikey.

Donna: I had no choice.

Michael: You keep saying that you had no choice. Now, it was because you felt the Millers deserved Mikey.

Donna: Yes, yes, but --

Michael: Yes, but what? Donna, look, you keep saying that you miss Mikey. Well, I miss him, too, and I still don't understand why it happened.

Donna: Michael, Michael, please don't get angry.

Michael: Angry? Donna, I don't know how else to feel. So unless you give -- I'm going to get some answers, all right? I'm going to talk to somebody who will give me some answers. I'm leaving.

Donna: Where are you going?

Lucas: What do you think?

Stacey: I think that it could work.

Lucas: It will work.

Stacey: Except that you could get killed in the process.

Lucas: That doesn't really matter.

Stacey: Lucas.

Lucas: Come on, I'm not stupid. I'll be careful.

Stacey: Yeah, well, the cartel's goons aren't stupid either. But if they find that wire on you, Lucas.

Lucas: You have a better idea?

Stacey: No, I don't.

Lucas: You're gonna make the call or I find somebody else who will.

Stacey: Give me time to think.

Lucas: There is no time.

Stacey: 24 hours.

Lucas: I'll wait for your call.

[Phone rings]

Stacey: Stacey Winthrop.

Michael: Stacey, this is Michael. I need to talk to you.

Stacey: Michael, hi. I didn't expect to hear from you after the trial.

Michael: Something has been bothering me about the trial.

Stacey: Yeah, I'm sure.

Michael: What did you say to Donna to make her give up Mikey, Stacey? I need to know.

Stacey: You'll have to ask Donna that. Listen, I have to go. I'll talk to you later. Yeah, bye. Hi, Jake.

Jake: Hi, there, how are you doing? I'm looking for Marley. She said that she and Jamie were going to be down this way looking for space for their clinic, and I just stopped by --

Stacey: Yeah, well, I'm sorry. You just missed them.

Jake: Well, you don't mind if I wait then, do you?

Stacey: No, not at all. Make yourself at home.

Jake: Great.

Stacey: So, you and Marley are seeing each other again, huh?

Jake: Yeah, we are.

Stacey: I guess that makes you nice and happy, huh?

Jake: Well, we feel like we deserve a second chance.

Stacey: Second chances are hard to come by.

Marley: Oh, Stacey. You're right, the space is wonderful. Jamie's talking to the realtor now. Jake.

Jake: You said I might find you here. So I thought I'd stop by and see the area that you'll be working in.

Marley: Thank you. That means a lot to me.

Stacey: Well, I think I'm just going to do some research in the back room. Be back.

Marley: Sure.

Jake: There was another reason I stopped by. I was hoping --

Marley: What?

Jake: Are you free tonight?

Marley: So far.

Jake: Would you like to go out?

Marley: Ok.

Jake: Great, because there's something I wanted to give you.

Marley: Oh.

Jake: Damn it. I told myself I wasn't going to do that.

Marley: Do what?

Jake: I told myself I wasn't going to tell you that I was going to give you something. I was just going to surprise you at dinner.

Marley: Oh, well, what is it?

Jake: No, no, no. I'm not telling you now.

Marley: I know where you're ticklish.

Jake: That doesn't -- that doesn't -- 'cause you're still gonna have to wait.

Marsha: There's no need to discuss our difficulties here.

Iris: But we want to hear about those little difficulties. That's exactly what Rachel and I are interested in.

Marsha: Well, the truth is that Paulina was a bit of a problem child.

Paulina: You are so full of it.

Marsha: It was hard for me to give her the attention that she needed with all the other children I had to take care of.

Paulina: God, give me a break.

Marsha: But I tried. I did my very best.

Paulina: Would you stop with the garbage? You never cared about the kids you took in. Only the money. There was no love in that house, no caring. We were lucky if we got a decent meal from you.

Marsha: I hoped things had changed. That you'd changed. But no, you're still the same bad-tempered, sharp-tongued --

Paulina: And you are such a pathetic liar.

Marsha: Look, I came here to do you a favor, to be kind. I'm not going to stand here and be insulted by you.

Paulina: Nobody can insult you, Marsha. You're too insensitive.

Marsha: The truth is that nobody could've ever loved Paulina. She was a liar from the day she first spoke, and she's been growing more devious every year.

Paulina: Yes, I lied.

Marsha: Worse than that.

Paulina: I cheated. I did whatever I had to do to get away from you and get out of that house.

Marsha: Sly -- you were very sly.

Paulina: And because of it, I managed to survive. That's the best you could do in your house, and I managed it any way I could. I am proud of that.

Paulina: I'm sorry, Mrs. Cory. I just saw her there and -- I'm sorry.

Rachel: Just a minute, Paulina. This isn't over. Not yet.

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