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Another World Transcript Friday 7/14/06
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Iris: [Laughs] Abducting me right out of the office in the middle of the afternoon.
Lucas: Oh, darling, I've always wanted to abduct you.
Iris: I haven't seen you like this in months.
Lucas: Like what?
Iris: Like this -- relaxed, happy, romantic.
Felicia: Good afternoon.
Felicia: Late lunch?
Lucas: Whatever the lady wants.
Felicia: All right. How's this table over here?
Iris: Are you feeling all right, Felicia --
Felicia: Yes, I'm fine, thank you. I'll send a waiter right over.
Iris: I can't believe it.
Iris: Oh -- Felicia. I mean, what's going on? I haven't seen her behave like this toward you.
Lucas: I don't want to talk about it.
Iris: Well, I do. Something is obviously going on between you two and I want to know what it is.
Donna: John, trying isn't enough. You have to forgive Sharlene. Whatever mistakes she may have made, you just have to forgive her --
Michael: Donna, John is going to handle this in the best way he knows how --
Donna: I know that. I have enormous respect for John --
Michael: Fine, then let it be. Just let it be.
Donna: But they're family and I just want them to be happy.
Sharlene: Donna, we're -- we're gonna be fine. We'll be fine.
Michael: Donna, you're behaving as if this happened to you.
Donna: Well, of course it didn't happen to me. It's just -- it's just --
John: You're trying to help, right?
Donna: I just -- I just think that we should all forgive and forget and move on. I mean, isn't love the most important thing here?
Vicky: Hi, everybody. Sorry to barge in.
Donna: Hi, darling.
Vicky: Hi, hi. Uncle John, hi.
Vicky: Boy, I -- I know I haven't stopped by in a long time. Is that why everyone's so mad at me?
Michael: No, Vicky, that's not it. It's -- it's something else.
Vicky: Did I do something?
Donna: You didn't know, darling.
Vicky: About what?
Michael: Look, I'm sorry. I didn't have a chance to tell her. I didn't want to say anything until I talked to you first.
Vicky: Why? What did I do?
Sharlene: Vicky, the information you supplied the gossip columns --
Vicky: You're all mad because I said Grant Harrison was going around with some married woman?
John: No, we are upset because --
Sharlene: We are upset because the married woman was me.
Grant: [Muffled] Shana Barr, please. I have a scoop for her. No, just get her on the phone.
Shana: Who's this?
Grant: It's not important. What is important is that gossip column about Grant Harrison.
Shana: What about it?
Grant: The woman he was having an affair with. Her name is Sharlene Hudson and she lives right here in Bay City.
Lucas: Felicia is angry with me.
Iris: That is obvious. What I want to know is why.
Lucas: She thinks I pushed Ted over the edge so, therefore, I am responsible for the kidnapping.
Iris: You know, it's amazing. It's truly amazing.
Lucas: What is?
Iris: I thought Felicia was a much more loyal friend than that.
Lucas: She'll come around.
Iris: I would have expected her of all people to understand that you had a very good reason for taking those drastic steps.
Lucas: Don't worry about it, Iris.
Iris: But I do worry about what people think of my fiancÚ.
Lucas: Where's the waiter?
Iris: Lucas, I understand completely. You did what you had to do. I don't see why Felicia can't see that.
Lucas: She will. So will everyone else. They'll realize I am not a criminal and I'm gonna bring this cartel down.
Iris: You're not doing this just to prove something to her, are you?
Iris: I said you're not doing this just to impress Felicia?
Lucas: I have to go, Iris.
Lucas: I -- I just thought of this. I just --
Iris: Lucas, we just got here.
Lucas: I know, but this is very important.
Iris: This was your idea.
Lucas: Iris, this is urgent.
Iris: You dragged me out of the office.
Lucas: I know. I have to go see my attorney. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Iris: Well, don't expect me to be here when you get back. I have better things to do. Much better.
Reuben: Would it be squeezing the budget too much to get a real "in" box?
Stacey: The budget. That presupposes that we have money to spend. We do not.
Reuben: We have bills, though. I've been doing a quick tally.
Stacey: What's the damage?
Reuben: Well, the bad news is we got rent. We got utilities, moving expenses. Not to mention a small little stipend for me.
Stacey: Small little?
Reuben: Yeah. All in all about two grand.
Reuben: We need some paying clients, Stace. You know, the phone's been ringing off the hook for freebies.
Stacey: Reuben, a lot of people just can't afford an attorney.
Reuben: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know, word got out that you didn't charge the Millers no money.
Stacey: They don't have any money. What can I charge them?
Reuben: Well, at this rate you're gonna be just as broke as they are.
Stacey: So I'll be "Stacey Winthrop, indigent attorney to the indigent."
Reuben: You know, I was thinking, Cass is going to be coming back from his honeymoon --
Stacey: Yes, I know, I know.
Reuben: And he's probably gonna be in a real big, forgiving mood.
Stacey: Forget it, Reuben. Just forget it, ok?
Reuben: Why not? The man's got a built-in practice. People writing him checks --
Stacey: I left that practice on principle. I intend to maintain my principles and I will make it on my own. I just need a little time, ok?
Reuben: No, what you need is some more money. Rent money. And if you don't get it you're gonna be hanging your shingle out on the street corner.
Stacey: I like that idea.
Reuben: On a street corner?
Stacey: Anywhere. Everywhere.
Reuben: But doesn't advertising cost money?
Reuben: And didn't we just establish the fact that we ain't got none?
Reuben: So, what are we going to do? Get some spray paint and hit the walls?
Stacey: I still have some money left. Spellman's retainer.
Reuben: Oh, yeah, Spellman. He was a real winner, wasn't he? He gave us a $500 retainer, and you give him a $50,000 settlement, and what does he do with it? He goes down south.
Stacey: Hey, it happens.
Reuben: Bankruptcy happens. Poverty happens.
Stacey: Hmm, hmm. I like the idea. Advertising. They don't come to you, you go to them.
Reuben: Oh, really? Does your brother go to them?
Stacey: My brother happens to have a very successful firm and he doesn't have to.
Reuben: No. He demands that people pay him for his services.
Stacey: What am I supposed to do? I have three clients, two on welfare. From whom do I collect?
Reuben: Stacey, you got a big heart. You really, really, really do. But money talks.
Vicky: If -- if I had known, I -- I --
Donna: Everybody forgives you, darling. It's all right.
Vicky: Wouldn't have said anything, really.
Michael: Victoria, gossip is never the whole truth.
Donna: It was just an honest mistake. It's all right.
Michael: Look, I'm sorry but I have a trans-Atlantic call I have to make. Will you excuse me, please?
Sharlene: Thanks, Michael.
Donna: Darling, it's all over now. Everybody's going to forgive and forget and move on. There are extenuating circumstances for everybody. We all make honest mistakes and just put it behind us, right?
John: Right. We should.
Donna: Hmm. Now that that's settled I think we should leave these two people in peace, darling. They have a lot to talk about.
Sharlene: Yes. Yeah we do.
Donna: I'm gonna go right home and start thinking about babies names.
Vicky: Babies names for who?
Donna: Oh! That's -- she doesn't know. You don't know.
Vicky: Don't know -- what should I know now?
Donna: John and Sharlene are expecting a baby. Isn't that exciting?
Sharlene: I wasn't thinking that we'd tell everyone so soon.
Donna: Oh, no, don't be silly. She's family.
Vicky: This doesn't make any sense to me.
Sharlene: What doesn't?
Vicky: I thought you two were supposed to be the perfect couple. Why would you have had an affair?
Donna: Victoria --
John: It's not what you think, Vicky.
Sharlene: Vicky, it was an illness. I was sick and confused and I made a mistake. Haven't you ever made a mistake before?
Sharlene: Thanks for coming.
Donna: Very happy for both of you. Victoria, let's go home.
Vicky: Well, I'd kind of like to stay.
John: Come on, Donna, I'll walk you to your car.
Donna: Sharlene, take good care of yourself.
Vicky: Baby. That's -- that's wonderful.
Sharlene: Yeah, it is. Isn't it?
Vicky: I'm jealous. Not that I want to have another baby again. Not that I could have another baby again because there's not a man in my life. But it -- it was the best thing that ever happened to me. And I am sure your baby is going to be very lucky coming into such a wonderful home and having you and John as parents.
Sharlene: There's someone else you owe an apology to.
Vicky: What are you talking about?
Sharlene: Grant Harrison.
Vicky: You're kidding, right?
Sharlene: Do you realize how damaging what you said could be to him?
Vicky: Who cares? He's the bad guy in all this, not the victim --
Sharlene: No, he's not the bad guy. He acted honorably all through this.
Vicky: Honorably, he acted?
Sharlene: And the article you wrote, it can mean he would lose everything.
Vicky: Why do you care?
Sharlene: Because he's a friend.
Vicky: He's your friend.
Sharlene: He's a friend. And I want you to apologize to him.
Vicky: I don't believe this.
Sharlene: Please, Vicky. I'm asking you because you're family.
Vicky: It's all over, right?
Sharlene: It's all over.
Vicky: Take care.
Ryan: What in the hell are you doing?
Grant: How did you get in here?
Ryan: You're tipping off the media to Sharlene Hudson?
Grant: Look, that door was locked, damn it.
Ryan: I used this.
Grant: Where did you get that?
Ryan: The police station where I just saved your butt.
Grant: What the hell are you talking about?
Ryan: I picked up all the stuff that Ted had on him. Including the keys to your suite, campaign headquarters, personal files.
Grant: Well, thank you very much.
Ryan: You're welcome very much. You got to figure that if Ted gets out on bail he's gonna cause you an awful lot of headaches. Oh, not that you haven't already provided enough for yourself already.
Grant: No lectures, ok?
Ryan: No, it is not ok. You're destroying Sharlene Hudson's life and her husband's. No way is that ok.
Grant: Lay off, will you?
Ryan: What are you doing, Grant? Playing both sides against the middle? Pretend that you're hurt by the publicity and feed it at the same time?
Grant: I had no option.
Ryan: Of course you did.
Grant: Sharlene was growing closer and closer to John everyday.
Ryan: Look, your option is to accept that fact and --
Grant: I will never accept that.
Grant: Because John has an unfair advantage, that's why.
Ryan: He's her husband.
Grant: She loves me. I will never sit back and watch the woman I love be swept away by default.
Ryan: You are making no sense at all.
Grant: I will do anything. I will do anything to get back with her.
Ryan: This is an obsession. And it's going to backfire, and when it does, you're going to destroy everyone.
Stacey: What are we supposed to do? We don't have any money to advertise. What do we do, Reuben?
Reuben: Oh, you wouldn't do it.
Stacey: Wouldn't do what?
Reuben: Nothing, because you wouldn't do it.
Stacey: Yeah, but what -- what wouldn't I do?
Reuben: It's too risky, forget it.
Reuben: Nothing, 'cause I know you wouldn't do it.
Stacey: [Yelling] Reuben what wouldn't I do?
Reuben: Ok, ok. You see, where I hang out at -- where I used to hang out at -- there's these guys who would do anything for money. Some of them just do it for nothing.
Stacey: I don't like the sound of this.
Reuben: Yeah, I kind of figured that.
Stacey: But go on.
Reuben: Ok. I figured we could probably get one of these guys to take a fall for us.
Stacey: A fall?
Reuben: Off a roof.
Reuben: Off a tenement roof. I already got the place picked out. I mean, there's this guy, Stace. He is like the worst slum lord in the whole city. I mean, he has six blocks of tenements that he don't fix up. There -- there's no hot water, the rats and roaches -- they have parties all night long -- and the people really want to take this guy down. So we get two birds with one stone.
Stacey: Let me get this straight. You want somebody to jump off of a roof.
Reuben: Or, like, maybe faking that he falls off a fire escape or something.
Stacey: Wait -- what happens to this?
Reuben: You sue the landlord.
Stacey: No, what happens to the guy?
Reuben: He falls.
Stacey: He falls off of five or six floors!
Reuben: Yes, so whatever?
Stacey: What if he dies?
Reuben: Well, he ain't gonna die. I already got a guy picked out. There's this guy -- he goes through bullets, blades -- we call him "Indy." It's short for "indestructible," right? [Laughs] I mean, but the point is, you get to sue the landlord. And you get, like, millions of dollars for damages that he has on the buildings and you get to bring the guy down. So what do you say?
Stacey: I say I -- I can't believe how your mind works.
Reuben: Yes! Thank you very much.
Stacey: Reuben, we never, ever had this discussion.
Reuben: You got it. Got you. My lips are sealed. I'll set up everything, all right?
Stacey: You will do nothing of the sort.
Reuben: Why not?
Stacey: This is totally unethical, totally reprehensible. Maybe as a last -- last resort.
Reuben: Yo, Lucas. What's up, man?
Lucas: Hi, Reuben. Stacey, it's been 24 hours.
Stacey: Right, right.
Lucas: Reuben, could I just talk to Stacey alone, please?
Stacey: It's ok, Reuben can stay. He's my assistant.
Lucas: Look, the less people who know about this the better. It's for your safety as well as mine.
Reuben: All right, that's cool. I got to go anyway. Can I talk to you for a second though, please?
Reuben: I'm gonna go and see if I get some more clients upon retainer, all right? Hey, the mountain won't go to Muhammad, right? I'll see you, Lucas.
Lucas: Yeah. Well.
Stacey: I spent a lot of time thinking about this. And it's much, much too dangerous for you to go in there with a wire.
Lucas: Stacey, this isn't what I wanted to hear.
Stacey: We don't even know if Grant Harrison will take our calls.
Lucas: Yes, he will. I have to do this. I -- I just can't take people looking at me with such contempt anymore.
Stacey: All I am saying, Lucas, is --
Lucas: Stacey, I have to change people's minds or die trying, ok?
Stacey: Ok. Can you hang out for one hour?
Stacey: I've made arrangements to talk to somebody, and it -- it just might work --
Lucas: Well, who? Stacey, who? What -- what are you talking about?
Stacey: Just hang on one more hour. I promise, I'll meet you later, all right?
Reuben: Whoa. You know, it didn't hit me until I got halfway up the block.
Reuben: You. You are a very valued client, Lucas. And, you know, you're on retainer, but your retainer ran out.
Reuben: I need to collect part two.
Lucas: Sure. I'm very happy to have Stacey as a lawyer. How much?
Reuben: Oh, about 2,000 should cover it.
Lucas: You got it.
Sharlene: Here. Thank you.
John: You're welcome.
Sharlene: Good job.
John: My gosh, look what time it is. I've got to go. Got to get to the hospital.
Sharlene: But John -- John, now, wait. I wanted you to be here when she got here.
John: Sharlene, I was supposed to have been at the hospital 10 minutes ago.
Sharlene: But I -- I wanted us to tell her together. Please. Wait -- wait. That's her. Could you just wait just a few minutes, please?
Josie: I cut all my hair off.
Sharlene: Jose -- Josie!
Josie: Will you guys say something?
Sharlene: Oh, honey you look gorgeous.
John: Let me take this.
Sharlene: You look just beautiful.
John: Good to have you home.
Sharlene: Yeah, it is.
Josie: It feels good to be back.
Sharlene: Well I -- I hope you can still say that after -- after what we have to tell you.
Sharlene: Well, it's, uh --
John: There's gonna be more than just us.
Josie: More than just us?
Sharlene: I'm going to have a baby.
Josie: Whoa. Wait a minute, you're -- you're gonna have a -- I can't believe it.
Josie: A baby. Well, that's -- that's wonderful.
Josie: Yeah -- oh, yeah, that's great. I'll do anything I can to help. I'll -- I'll baby-sit all the time.
John: We were hoping you'd say that.
Josie: Anytime you guys want to go away I'll take care of the kid.
Sharlene: Josie, you're so sweet.
Josie: I can't believe it, I'll have a brother or sister. Wow.
Sharlene: Well, I'm happy you're glad -- you're happy, aren't you?
Josie: I am. I have a great idea. That room next to yours with the sewing machine -- that would make a perfect nursery.
Sharlene: Oh, maybe that would be --
Josie: We -- we could fix it up. We could put wallpaper up with clowns and balloons. It'll be perfect. We could repaint it. Oh, and there's all that beautiful, beautiful antique furniture up in the attic --
Sharlene: I could do that.
Josie: No, no, no, no. I'm gonna do it. You can't be around paint fumes in your condition, right?
Josie: You just sit there and look beautiful. Like those Madonnas in the museum -- what's the word I'm looking for, John?
Josie: Beatific. Right.
Sharlene: No, no. I hardly think beatific.
Josie: I'm really happy for you both. I really am. I'm really happy for both of us, all of us. John.
Grant: Maybe you should take care of your life and I will take care of mine.
Ryan: No, my life is fine, thank you very much.
Grant: Happy to be back with the feds, huh?
Ryan: I'm not.
Grant: What do you mean, you're not?
Ryan: Back with the feds.
Grant: What are you talking about? I thought I fixed that up for you.
Ryan: I resigned.
Grant: You what?
Ryan: Well, for one thing, I didn't like you getting my job back for me.
Grant: Oh, for crying out loud, we -- we've been over and over that.
Ryan: And for another, I figured that I'd outlived my usefulness in that organization.
Grant: So now what are you going to do?
Ryan: Actually, I've got another job.
Grant: Where? In D.C.?
Ryan: Nope, right here.
Grant: Why Bay City?
Ryan: Well, you're here.
Grant: Well, so what?
Ryan: So I figured I can keep an eye on you that way.
Grant: Yeah, but you always said you hate this part of the country.
Ryan: Maybe. But it appears as if you can't do anything here without screwing up. So it will be good for me to be around.
Grant: Ha! It's a blonde.
Ryan: Forget it.
Grant: No, no. It's a blonde. Every time you do something this crazy, it's a blonde.
Ryan: Wrong, wrong. Dead wrong.
Michael: Donna. Donna, you cannot keep telling other people how to live their lives.
Donna: I just can't stand it when I see somebody making a huge mistake, which is exactly what John is doing.
Michael: You know, I don't get this. I don't understand. You've never liked Sharlene.
Donna: That's not true.
Michael: You've said all along you didn't think she was right for John.
Donna: Well, I changed my mind. I like her very much now. I consider her a part of the family.
Michael: Well, so is John. And John is having a very difficult time here.
Donna: Sharlene is desperately trying to make things right.
Michael: I know, but John just can't forget what's happened easily --
Donna: I didn't suggest that he forget it. I suggested that he forgive her for her mistakes.
Michael: You didn't suggest anything, honey. You -- you insisted.
Donna: Well, for God's sakes, can't I be emotional where my family is concerned? I'm delighted that they're having a baby. I --
Michael: What? What?
Donna: It just took me by surprise. I mean, I do feel a little jealous. And I don't think that they should be wasting precious time. They're very lucky.
Michael: You're right, they shouldn't.
Donna: I got a letter from Mikey this morning.
Donna: I didn't show it to you.
Michael: Well, why not?
Donna: Obviously Eve Miller helped him write it. It says "Dear Donna," not "Dear Mommy" -- "Donna." What have I done, Michael?
[Door bell rings]
Stacey: I'm glad you agreed to see me.
Michael: Um -- I -- Donna?
Donna: Stacey, please get out of my house. I don't want you in my house.
Vicky: May I come in?
Grant: Why not?
Vicky: Thanks. Oh, sorry, I'm interrupting.
Grant: No, you're not.
Vicky: Really, I'll come back later.
Grant: No, whatever you have to say you can certainly say in front of my brother.
Vicky: Really, I -- I would rather keep it between you and me.
Grant: Oh, that is really an about-face, isn't it? You who wanted to broadcast to the world, take out your little hack and hack me and my career all to pieces.
Vicky: Are you serious?
Vicky: You really think my little tidbit of gossip is enough to un-seat such a qualified and outstanding congressman?
Grant: Why, that's funny how "qualified" and "outstanding" didn't appear in that little column.
Vicky: Oh, well, I think you are making way too much out of this.
Grant: You know quoting you is unethical, unwise, and just plain adolescent journalism.
Ryan: Vicky only spoke the truth.
Grant: I beg your pardon.
Vicky: I don't need you to defend me -- I'm completely capable of making an apology myself. Thanks.
Grant: You came to apologize?
Vicky: I'm sorry for what I did. You know, I never would have said anything had I known it was my uncle's wife that you were running around with.
Grant: John Hudson is your uncle?
Vicky: That's right.
Grant: Boy, you have a funny way of saying "I'm sorry."
Ryan: You know, the person you should be with right now is Sharlene Hudson. The reporters aren't going to let her go until they get the confirmation that they want.
Vicky: What confirmation?
Ryan: She could use some of your spunk. Maybe you should go.
Grant: Hmm, yes, I agree. You have apologized. We will see you.
Vicky: You know, I came because Sharlene told me I owed you a courtesy, but she was wrong. This is a fair warning, pal. Stay away from my family.
Grant: [Laughs] You see? She loves me. She sent Vicky over to apologize. [Laughs]
Josie: No way, Mama, you're not lifting anything. Just -- would you just leave the rest until John gets back?
Sharlene: This is very light.
Josie: Not in your condition, now, just leave them.
Sharlene: For heaven's sake, Josie.
Josie: Ok -- ok, fine. I'll get them.
Sharlene: Is this how it's going to be for the next six months?
Josie: Yeah, and you better get used to it.
Sharlene: Gee, I guess I'd better.
Josie: Yeah. Come on, let's go -- let's go sit down and relax. We need a break.
Sharlene: First of all, give me a hug. It's good to have you back.
Josie: Oh, it's good to be back. Especially now.
Sharlene: Boy, you came just in time to help, I'm telling you.
Josie: I'm gonna make sure that you take of yourself. You and my little brother or sister.
Sharlene: Wow. You timed it perfectly didn't you?
Josie: I think that you and john were the ones who did that.
Sharlene: I'm gonna get us some iced tea, how about it --
Josie: Oh, I'll get it, mama.
Sharlene: Josie, no! Now, suitcases are one thing but I think I can handle a little iced tea.
Josie: Well, make sure it's decaffeinated.
Sharlene: [Mocking] "Make sure it's decaffeinated."
Shana: Hi. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
Josie: Who are you? What -- what can I do for you?
Shana: I'm Ellen Adams. I've been driving around forever this afternoon trying to find the Snyder farm. Do you have any idea where it is?
Josie: Yeah. Keep going down route 50 about five miles and it's on the right.
Shana: Great. Thanks.
Shana: Hold it, hold it. That's why you look so familiar. - You're that model, right?
Josie: I've done some modeling.
Shana: Done some modeling? Honey, you're on the cover of "Sophisticate" magazine almost every month.
Josie: Well, I think that's a bit of an exaggeration.
Shana: So tell me -- how does it feel to be envied by every woman alive?
Josie: Well, it's just something that you get used to.
Shana: Oh, I'd never get used to it. I'd get so stuck up nobody could stand me.
Josie: It's just a job, really.
Shana: Well, let me tell you -- you are even more gorgeous in person. I'm not kidding.
Josie: Thank you.
Shana: So are you going to stick with the modeling? You're not going out to Hollywood or anything are you?
Shana: No. Good, good. What are your plans? Got any new big jobs coming up on the horizon?
Josie: Why do you care?
Shana: Oh, I just -- I just wanted to know.
Shana: Well, I mean it's not every day you meet a superstar.
Josie: Come on. Don't you think that I'm not on to you? I mean, I'd be an idiot not to realize that you're a reporter. In fact, I think that I've seen you somewhere before.
Sharlene: Mike and Donna were here earlier.
Shana: You mean Michael and Donna Hudson.
Josie: Mama, don't say another word.
Josie: This woman is a reporter.
Sharlene: Get out of here.
Shana: Not until I get my story.
Josie: You're not getting anything from us.
Shana: Mrs. Hudson, I know you were having an affair with Grant Harrison. If you'll give me an exclusive, I'll handle the story with taste and dignity, I promise. You won't be sorry.
Grant: She still loves me.
Ryan: You're sounding like a broken record, man.
Grant: Look, she sent Vicky over to apologize, didn't she?
Ryan: Oh, no, but you're not obsessed. No, not you, no way.
Grant: Sneer at me all you want to, Ryan. I don't care.
Ryan: So, the old man called this morning.
Grant: What did he want?
Ryan: He's worried.
Grant: All right, I'll call him.
Ryan: He wants me to use whatever influence I have over you. Oh, jeez, that's a laugh.
Grant: About what? To do what?
Ryan: To get you to resign from the race.
Grant: I -- I don't believe you.
Ryan: No, it's all supposed to be very quiet, very discreet, but come this fall he wants you to drop out.
Grant: Drop out?
Ryan: For the good of the party. For the good of the family name.
Grant: [Laughs] The good of the family name. Well, guess what? No can do. Sorry, Dad, sorry. You know, up until now I was going to quit politics all together. But right now, I really have something to win. Maybe this is the new Grant Harrison in Washington.
Ryan: The old man likes the old Grant. The one that does what he says.
Grant: Well, I spent too much of my life doing what he says. Sharlene taught me that.
Ryan: She's taught you something, alright. That's for sure.
Grant: Yeah, she sure has, and she taught me how to follow my heart and my conscience.
Ryan: So you're off to the races again.
Grant: Yes, I am off and running. And if I am elected, I would be the best damn maverick this party has ever seen.
Ryan: Maverick? You? I better get the old man to get some tranquilizers.
Grant: No, I'll tell him myself. From now on, this is the new Grant Harrison. And I'm off.
Grant: To go check with Dr. Hiver. And get the new results of the -- my tests. Wish me luck.
Donna: I don't want this woman in my house.
Michael: Donna, I have business with Stacey.
Donna: Why didn't you tell me she was coming over here?
Michael: I'm sorry, all right? This just came up a little while ago. Really, I will get done with my business with her and then she's gone.
Stacey: Michael, I don't mean to cause any trouble for you.
Michael: No trouble, Stacey. I'm sure you understand.
Stacey: I need to ask your advice. I have a client who is under indictment. He is involved with an -- as of yet -- unnamed criminal conspiracy. He's hoping that he can buy out some of the charges by wearing a wire. If he gets enough evidence we can bring him down in court.
Michael: Stacey, from the little you told me on the phone, I figured that this client was Lucas and you're talking about the cartel. I'll help you because I owe him one.
Stacey: All I am meeting here for is supposition.
Michael: Fine. What kind of supposition?
Stacey: There are two questions. Do you think that Grant Harrison can be convinced to suspend sentence or maybe even drop the charges altogether?
Michael: What's your second question?
Stacey: How much information is Lucas going to need in order to cut a deal?
Michael: You want to talk deal? I'll find out the information you want if you give me a little information.
Stacey: What exactly do you mean?
Michael: Stacey, I will find out the answer to your questions if you'll tell me what it was you told Donna that changed her mind about giving up Mikey.
Shana: All I want is some information.
Josie: You heard her. Get off our property.
Shana: Everyone's gonna know about it sooner or later, Sharlene.
Sharlene: There's nothing to know.
Shana: You are the woman in Grant Harrison's life.
Sharlene: No, I am not --
Josie: Don't even talk to her, Mama --
Sharlene: You are being very destructive. Very destructive.
Shana: I just want a few details.
Sharlene: Get out of here. Just get out. Get off my property.
Vicky: Josie, take your Mom inside and call the cops.
Vicky: Somebody tipped off the reporters. I found them on my way over here.
Sharlene: What happened, Vicky?
Vicky: I don't know. Just get her inside.
Shana: You're Vicky Hudson.
Vicky: And you're Shana Barr, yellow journalist supreme. Now that we've made our introductions, you can get off the property now.
Shana: Haven't you ever heard of freedom of the press?
Vicky: Let me give you my version of freedom of the press. You are free to start running to your car because in 10 seconds I am free to start bashing your face in.
Shana: You started this, honey. We're just following your lead.
Vicky: If you want your face, you better run, honey!
Josie: Ok, the police are on their way.
Vicky: Well, I hope they hurry up.
Grant: Dr. Frame isn't here. I was told to see you.
John: Well, I have the latest test results on your condition, if that's what you are talking about.
Grant: All right, tell me, John.
Felicia: He's been waiting for you. How about this table right over here?
Felicia: And I will send over a waiter, and how about a wine list? Good?
Iris: Felicia, you're such a disappointment.
Felicia: Excuse me. Did you just say something to me, Iris?
Iris: You heard.
Felicia: Well, you know, I'm afraid it's hard to tell. You never made much sense.
Iris: You put on this oh-so-sincere facade.
Iris: Mm-hmm. Queen Felicia the humane. Such a sham.
Felicia: Sham, really?
Iris: Are you going to repeat everything I say?
Felicia: No, no, no, not everything. Just the operative words. You see, maybe then whatever you say might mean something.
Iris: Does Lucas mean anything to you?
Felicia: Yes. But you already know that, Iris.
Iris: I don't think so. I think it's just been window dressing.
Felicia: You see, this is what really happens. You string a lot of words together and you think it's English. But it's not really.
Iris: Well, why don't you jut grasp this? Lucas has finally learned who really cares about him.
Felicia: I'm trying to grasp, really I am, but I'm afraid I'm coming up with nothing.
Iris: Lucas is in extreme danger. Or at least he soon will be.
Felicia: Why are you smiling about that?
Iris: Because I'm very proud of him. Because I've stuck by him, unlike some of his other friends -- or should I say former friends?
Felicia: What danger?
Iris: Oh, I can't give you any details.
Felicia: Why not?
Iris: Let's just say I won't give you any details.
Felicia: Iris, come on.
Iris: Lucas has sworn me to secrecy.
Felicia: I'm sure there is something you can tell me. I know you're dying to.
Iris: All right. Lucas is risking his life to try and clear his name. To prove to you and people like you -- people who have turned their back on him -- that they're all wrong about him. Very wrong.
Stacey: Uh-uh. That is not fair.
Michael: I don't see why not.
Stacey: Because you're trying to bargain with privileged information.
Michael: Am I really?
Stacey: You can't do that.
Michael: Stacey, lawyers cut deals all the time. You of all people should know about cutting deals.
Stacey: I have always respected you, Michael. You're the kind of person that always tries to do the right thing. And I am the same kind of person. Ok. Forget that I asked you.
Michael: Wait. I just want you to tell me what you told Donna. That's all.
Stacey: Donna's decision about Mikey -- if she wants you to know about it she will tell you.
Michael: You're right. You're absolutely right.
Stacey: I was probably out of line coming to you about this anyway.
Michael: No, I -- I don't think so. Let me make a couple of phone calls. You wait here?
Stacey: Yeah. Michael, thank you.
Michael: I'll be right back.
Donna: Do you always blackmail your opponents when you are losing, Stacey?
Stacey: You agree to give Mikey back to his natural parents or I use this tape in the court.
Donna: You're bluffing.
Stacey: What is your answer?
Donna: You're asking me to choose between my son and my husband.
Stacey: I am asking you to see that Mikey belongs with Eve and Toby.
Donna: I can't give up my child.
Stacey: All right. Then you've made your choice.
Donna: I thought I heard raised voices.
Stacey: You did.
Donna: What's it's all about, Stacey?
Stacey: You. Mikey
Donna: About Mikey?
Donna: Did you bring it up?
Stacey: No, I didn't.
Donna: You're dying to tell him, though, aren't you?
Stacey: Donna, I have no desire to tell your husband about your affair with Jake McKinnon. I'm just warning you. He's not going to give up until he finds out.
Donna: And won't you be thrilled when he does.
Michael: Stacey. Stacey, it seems that what you want is possible.
Stacey: It is?
Stacey: That's great. Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.
Michael: Tell you what -- why don't you call me at the office tomorrow.
Stacey: I will.
Stacey: Thanks again.
Donna: I'm sorry I was rude to Stacey.
Michael: And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you she was coming.
Donna: She's just caused me so much pain.
Michael: Donna, Stacey was just doing her job. What I don't understand is your part in all this.
John: Based on your blood chemistry, Dr. Hiver's treatment is working.
Grant: Now, does this mean it's going to cure me?
John: It seems that you are gaining on the infection.
Grant: Ok, John, bottom line.
John: I can't speculate.
Grant: Well, I mean, can you give me an opinion, a guess --
John: If there are no reversals, you're going to pull through.
Grant: [Laughing] Oh, yeah. Yes! Oh, boy. I mean, it's been so long since I've had any kind of hope.
John: You're a fortunate man, Grant.
Grant: But I've got my life back, John.
John: You're fortunate that this treatment was made available in the United States.
Grant: Thanks to the A.M.A. and the F.D.A. and --
John: You're also fortunate.
Grant: I tell you I really am truly, truly blessed.
John: That you are, congressman.
Grant: You know I owe -- I owe this to you. This amazing moment to you.
John: Yes, as a matter of fact, you do. The question is, what are you willing to do about it?
Lucas: I told her I'd be back.
Felicia: I think she had to get back to the office.
Lucas: Well, I'd better go apologize.
Felicia: Luke --
Lucas: You sure that's where she's going?
Felicia: I'd like to talk to you for a minute.
Lucas: Jeez, I never thought I'd hear those words from you.
Felicia: Could we just sit down for a second?
Lucas: I don't have time, Fanny.
Felicia: Iris and I talked when you were gone.
Lucas: Oh. So?
Felicia: She told me.
Lucas: I don't know what you' re talking about.
Felicia: She told me what you were planning. Luke, you said to me that you wanted to make it up to everyone.
Lucas: I didn't mean everyone, I meant you.
Felicia: What are you planning on doing?
Felicia: Ok, fine.
Lucas: Listen, I don't want you concerned in what I'm going to do or what I'm not going to do.
Felicia: It's dangerous, Lucas: No.
Felicia: You're about to risk
Lucas: Oh, come on, Fanny. You know that Iris has a flair for the dramatic.
Felicia: Is this because of what I said to you?
Felicia: I don't want you risking your life.
Josie: They'll back off soon, Mama. I swear.
Sharlene: I wish I could believe that.
Josie: Believe me, with that fan thing. I know the press has a very short attention span, you'll see.
Vicky: I found some creep in the barn trying to take some telephoto shot through the window.
Josie: How did you get the film?
Vicky: Don't ask. It wasn't pretty.
Sharlene: Thanks for the help, Vicky.
Vicky: It's the least I can do.
Sharlene: I didn't expect to see you back here so soon.
Vicky: Yeah I -- I was kind of feeling guilty because I started this whole thing and I thought that I would come over and try to help nip it in the bud. Guess I was too late, I'm --
[Knock at door]
Vicky: I'll get that. What the hell do you want?
Man: You people called the police, didn't you?
Grant: What am I going to do about it?
Grant: I don't know what you mean.
John: Well, I'll tell you what I mean. I didn't get into medicine for big bucks or prestige.
Grant: Well, everybody in this place knows that.
John: I got into it because I hate anything that takes human life. And I've never asked for anything in return. But in your case I'm going to make an exception.
Grant: My case?
John: Yes. I've done my best for you. I pushed for additional research, persevered in bringing your case before Dr. Hiver.
Grant: I'm aware of that.
John: Anyone would have to say that I was instrumental in saving your life.
Grant: And I'm very grateful for that.
John: Well, that's not enough.
Grant: What is enough?
John: If you are truly grateful and not just paying lip service, you will leave Bay City, and leave Sharlene and me alone forever. Now, that seems to me that's a fair trade for your life. Wouldn't you say?
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