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Another World Transcript Thursday 7/27/06

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Ken: I don't believe it. There's nobody in here either.

Rachel: What, we're alone?

Ken: So we are. I'll tell you what. I have a --

Rachel: What?

Amanda: Quack, quack, quack.

Ken: I spoke too soon.

Amanda: Hi.

Ken: Hi, you two.

Rachel: Where are you two off to?

Amanda: Well, I thought maybe a nice long walk would do the trick. We've got to get her to sleep.

Rachel: Oh, Alli, did you have too long a nap?

Amanda: I think she keeps thinking about Sam. Ever since he called, she's been asking for him.

Rachel: I'm sorry. You'd think that a whole day at the pool would conk you out, huh?

Rachel: You would think that.

Amanda: But no. Let's go and get this. Who do you think this is, huh? Hi.

Evan: Alli Baba. How are you?

Amanda: It's Evan.

Evan: How are my two favorite people in the world?

Amanda: Oh, we're much better now that you're here. Hey, you.

Paulina: I love this place.

Jake: Sure you want to celebrate here?

Paulina: Sure, why not? I always have a good time here.

Jake: I don't know, this place has got a kind of a -- kind of a reputation.

Paulina: Oh, it's not that bad. They've cleaned it up a lot since the Hudson custody battle.

Jake: Hmm, well, if it makes you happy, it makes me happy.

Jake: Why don't we get a table?

Paulina: Right over there?

Jake: That one's great. I'll be right there. I'm going to make a quick phone call.

Paulina: Do make it quick.

Jake: Ok.

Paulina: How about a beer?

Jake: I'd love a beer. Then we can get this party on the road.

Paulina: Two of your most expensive drinks. Here you go. Oh, keep the change. Just remember who gave it to you. Paulina Cory is the name.

[Phone rings]

Marley: Hello?

Jake: Marley.

Marley: Hello, Jake.

Jake: Look I'm -- I'm sorry for leaving you there like that. How did you get home?

Marley: I drove your car. I hear music. What's going on?

Jake: Uh -- I'm doing a re-shoot. The client couldn't wait.

Marley: Must have been life or death.

Jake: The client thinks so. I'm just pushing it through.

Marley: Well, don't rush. You want to get it right this time.

Jake: Look, I'm going to be done here in a couple of hours. Maybe we can still have a late dinner.

Marley: Not tonight. I'm sure you and Paulina will be much too busy.

[Doorbell rings]

Jake: Paulina?

Marley: Caroline told me you left with her at the gallery.

Jake: Caroline did?

Marley: And you didnít.

Jake: You're mad.

Marley: I have to go.

Jake: Marley, wait.

Marley: Someone's at the door. We'll talk tomorrow.

Ryan: Too stunned to speak?

Marley: What?

Ryan: Good, that's a start. I was thinking you'd never talk to me again.

Jamie: You are unbelievable.

Vicky: I was hoping you'd think so.

Jamie: Damn it, Vicky. How far were you planning on taking this?

Vicky: Vicky?

Jamie: You think I didn't know? What the hell kind of game do you think you're playing?

Jake: Hey.

Paulina: So, are you a free man?

Jake: No, but I'm reasonable.

Paulina: Any hysterical messages from Iris?

Jake: Not this time, but I can't wait to stop working for her. She's getting to be a real pain.

Paulina: I don't blame you. She -- she acts like she owns you.

Jake: Yeah, well, I'm going to own her real soon. Let's -- let's forget about work.

Paulina: Well, I can't forget about it.

Jake: Why not?

Paulina: Not yet, anyway.

Jake: Why?

Paulina: Because I still need my job, that's why.

Jake: You're kidding me.

Paulina: No, I'm totally serious.

Jake: You're a Cory. Don't they start dumping buckets of money on you anytime soon?

Paulina: Not quite. Rachel's putting me on an allowance.

Jake: An allowance? Get out of town. I thought you were going to inherit Mac Cory's whole estate here.

Paulina: Well, eventually I hope.

Jake: Hmm -- oh, I get it. They're not finished checking you out, huh?

Paulina: Oh -- no, no. I don't think they are. Rachel says I'm entitled to an equal share.

Jake: When do you get it?

Paulina: It could take some time. There is so much money involved.

Jake: Hmm, and legal hassles?

Paulina: You should hear her talk about it. I mean, reassessment of property, stock transfers --

Jake: How much do you get?

Paulina: I'm not sure. An amount's never been mentioned really.

Jake: It's got to be like a million dollars, right?

Paulina: I -- I really don't know.

Jake: Come on, Paulina. 5 million, 10 million, what is it?

Paulina: Jake, I can't even think about it.

Jake: I know, I know. You are going to tell me the money doesn't mean anything to you, right?

Paulina: Are you nuts? It's just not the most important thing, that's all.

Jake: What is?

Paulina: Having a family. Belonging.

Jake: Let me tell you something. When you're a Cory, the money is a part -- a big part of that.

Paulina: You know what makes all this even better?

Jake: What?

Paulina: Is having someone to share it all with.

Marley: Are you sure you are at the right house?

Ryan: I asked myself that before I knocked.

Marley: And?

Ryan: I was wondering if this is a mistake.

Marley: Oh. It's ok, we all make mistakes.

Ryan: Good. I'm glad you feel that way because I think we can get by this.

Marley: What do you think you are doing?

Ryan: Inviting myself in.

Marley: Why?

Ryan: Well, I had to because you didn't. I wasn't going to stand outside all day. Your manners are lousy.

Marley: Too bad. Get out.

Ryan: Not until we settle a few things.

Marley: Settle what things? I'm going to call the police. If you know what's best for you --

Ryan: I am the police, remember?

Marley: Oh, of course. I just didn't remember because you weren't in uniform.

Ryan: Ah.

Marley: It's ok. Take whatever you want.

Ryan: I usually do.

Marley: Please just -- just leave me alone.

Ryan: You know, you send out some real mixed messages. You know that?

Marley: Is this clear? Don't you come near me.

Ryan: Come on, Vicky. It's a little extreme even for you, don't you think?

Marley: Vicky. Of course, I should have known.

Ryan: Known what? What's so funny? You are the most confusing woman I've ever met.

Marley: Well, at least I know why you're confused. I'm not Vicky.

Ryan: You're --

Marley: Oh, boy.

Ryan: She said she had a sister.

Marley: Yes.

Ryan: But she didn't tell me you two look exactly alike.

Marley: I'm Marley. You must be Ryan -- the hero on horseback.

Ryan: Ryan Harrison. She told you about me?

Marley: A little.

Ryan: Oh. Well, where is she now?

Marley: With Vicky I'm sure it's someplace interesting.

Vicky: Let go.

Jamie: This is a new low even for you, Vicky.

Vicky: It took you long enough to figure it out.

Jamie: Oh, I caught on. I was just trying to drive you crazy, which is exactly what you deserve.

Vicky: What do you deserve -- my sister?

Jamie: I know you don't care how you treat me. But how could you do this to your own sister?

Vicky: Oh, honey, I was just returning the favor. See, Marley and I have more in common than just our bodies.

Jamie: Oh, you and Marley are nothing alike.

Vicky: Really? Or do we just kiss differently?

Jamie: You know, I was really starting to believe all the stuff you were saying about the changed you.

Vicky: I don't like being lied to.

Jamie: Nobody lied to you.

Vicky: You and Marley have both lied to me since you've been back from France.

Jamie: You're wrong.

Vicky: Jamie, don't you think I deserve to know this?

Jamie: Vicky, what do you call this little stunt of yours? You call that honesty?

Vicky: I call it the only way to find out what's been going on between my sister and you!

Jamie: We have both told you. It was nothing. This is a complete invasion of Marley's privacy.

Vicky: I deserve to know if my sister's going after my husband.

Jamie: She is not. And I am not your husband anymore, and this is a perfect example why.

Vicky: If nothing was going on then why were you sighing when you were talking about that night at the inn in France?

Jamie: Vicky, there are things in this world that you will never understand, no matter who tries to explain --

Vicky: Oh, honey, I understand this perfectly. You were in France, you were alone, and you were lonely.

Jamie: So what if I was?

Vicky: And as much as you try to deny it, you were missing me.

Jamie: You know, you are crazy.

Vicky: Really? What was so different about Marley this time? God, Jamie, you've known her for years, you never made a move on her before.

Jamie: I really didn't know Marley before.

Vicky: You had me before.

Jamie: You know, you are totally confused here. You're losing it.

Vicky: No, I'm not. You went out of your way to spend time with a little different version of me. You haven't gotten over me, Jamie.

Evan: [Cartoonish voice] You know, Jessica, it's not easy being a 'toon, you know? [Chuckles comically] Hide me. Please, Alli, don't let him get me --

Amanda: Look at this. I -- I don't know who's having more fun?

Rachel: Evan is. Evan, I didn't know you were so good with children.

Evan: Well, actually she just snuck up on me. I'm usually not. She charmed me, just like her mother.

Ken: Must be a family trait.

Amanda: What do you say we take this little girl up to sleep? Want to go to bed? You, sir, have the honor of reading "where the wild things are," if you would like.

Evan: A wild thing - that's going to put her to sleep?

Amanda: It's part of the ritual, yeah.

Evan: Can't wait.

Amanda: It'll work. It'll work.

Evan: It'll work -- ok.

Amanda: All right, I'll see you in a couple of minutes.

Ken: We may not be here.

Amanda: Oh?

Rachel: We're going out.

Amanda: Have fun.

[Amanda and Evan talking in background]

Ken: Did I hear her right?

Rachel: Oh, yes, she's getting very much more tolerant in her old age.

Ken: But you still don't trust him, do you?

Rachel: No, I don't. I have good reason not to trust Evan.

Ken: Have you told Amanda yet?

Rachel: Yes, I have, but I think it's up to her, don't you?

Ken: Well, I do, but I'm surprised to hear you say so.

Rachel: Oh, I'm full of surprises.

Ken: Ah-ha.

Rachel: Are we going?

Ken: Are you sure you don't want to hang around and keep an eye on things?

Rachel: Yes, I'm sure.

Marley: Vicky said that you were very interesting.

Ryan: I guess that means I didn't get raves, huh?

Marley: Oh, I think she was impressed with how you rode a horse but -- how should I put this? Nobody likes being held over a balcony.

Ryan: Yeah -- I guess I got a little carried away.

Marley: Are you really a cop?

Ryan: Badge and everything.

Marley: Well, you know people get arrested for holding other people over edges of balconies.

Ryan: You're right, you're right, and I was dead wrong. You're a good sister.

Marley: Hmm, I try to be.

Ryan: I must admit, though, Vicky does bring out the irrational in me.

Marley: I can relate to that.

Ryan: Yeah. Well, do you know when she's going to be back?

Marley: With Vicky you never know.

Ryan: Because I'd like to hang out if I could. We -- I wanted to settle an argument we've been having, rationally.

Marley: That seems like a worthy mission. Good luck. Can I get you a soda?

Ryan: Yeah, thanks.

Marley: Ok.

Ryan: Listen, I'm really sorry I barged in like that and scared you half to death.

Marley: Apology accepted.

Ryan: It's funny.

Marley: What is?

Ryan: You. And you look just like her, but you're definitely the kinder, gentler sister.

Marley: Oh, don't be so quick to make that assumption.

Ryan: And why not?

Marley: Because it's not true.

Ryan: Well, let me tell you something. The first impression you get of Vicky is one more of "hell-cat" than lady.

Marley: Well, that's just because you don't know her very well.

Ryan: Oh?

Marley: She's actually a very gentle, loving person.

Ryan: Really? Tell me more.

Jamie: Only you would think that what happened to two other people was really about you.

Vicky: I thought you said nothing happened.

Jamie: You're impossible.

Vicky: If Marley and I are so different, how come you couldn't tell it was me tonight?

Jamie: I did know.

Vicky: You didn't know until you kissed me.

Jamie: No one kisses like you, Vicky.

Vicky: Not even Marley?

Jamie: Stop trying to trap me.

Vicky: I'll stop when you tell me about Nice.

Jamie: Fine. It was strange when I first saw Marley. Of course I thought about you.

Vicky: I knew it.

Jamie: But then I spent a little time with her. And I realized that Marley was a lot of things that you aren't.

Vicky: Like what?

Jamie: Like moral, considerate, patient, totally honest.

Vicky: How about loyal?

Jamie: That, too.

Vicky: Well, by golly, she's a regular eagle scout.

[Beeper rings]

Jamie: I have to go.

Vicky: Oh, man, we were just getting to the good part.

Jamie: Well, I'm sorry. This is important. We found a tissue match for a guy who needs a transplant. I have to go to St. Louis.

Vicky: Jamie. Don't make me the bad guy in this.

Jamie: You do that for yourself, Vicky. I told you Marley and I were friends in Nice. End of story. And the reason that it's not going to go any further is because Marley would never want to hurt you. I wonder if she'll feel the same way when she hears about this.

Paulina: Jake, what's the matter? You're so quiet.

Jake: I'm sorry, I know you're excited.

Paulina: You know, all this isn't going to change anything, if that's what you're thinking.

Jake: You never know.

Paulina: Yes, I do. I really care about you. You know that, don't you?

Jake: Who knows, Paulina? You may start getting turned on by the grey-flannel-suit type.

Paulina: I don't think so. Not even being a Cory could change me that much. Come on, let's dance.

Jake: Ok. You know, I got to tell you. You're not like any Cory I've ever met.

Paulina: No?

Jake: Mm-mm.

Paulina: Well, you know, I'll learn things from them. Maybe they can learn a few things from me.

Jake: I hope they're ready for you.

Paulina: Ready or not, here I come.

Jake: Here you come. Don't look now, but we have an audience.

Paulina: What are they doing here?

Evan: Do you always have to hold her like that before she goes to sleep?

Amanda: I haven't had to do that in a long time. This phone call from Sam has really shaken her up. She's too young to even talk about it. I mean, it just breaks my heart.

Evan: You think he has any idea how it affected her?

Amanda: If he thought about her for more than two minutes, yeah, he would. Sam used to talk to her on the phone all the time. He would call her and tell her that he was coming.

Evan: Well, that's nice.

Amanda: Oh, yeah. It's just cruel. I mean, to get her hopes up like that and have her thinking that he's going to come and see her.

Evan: What -- do you really think that he said that to her?

Amanda: I don't know. It's what it seems like. He doesn't talk to me.

Evan: Well, did he leave a number in case of an emergency?

Amanda: No, nothing. He's been totally irresponsible.

Evan: Oh, that surprises you, huh? I mean, after all you've been through with this guy?

Amanda: Let's not have another discussion about Sam, ok?

Evan: Ok, let's not. But I tell you what, if I had what he had, I definitely would never walk out, no matter how rough it got.

Amanda: Well, you don't have a temper like Sam does.

Evan: It wasn't just his temper. It was his whole attitude. He was jealous, suspicious, insecure.

Amanda: You're right. You're right.

Evan: I mean, you're special. Your ambition never threatened me, for sure.

Amanda: It's a part of me that I didn't know very much until I got married.

Evan: Well, you know that now. And that's all that matters. That's why you and I are a lot alike. That's why I know exactly what you need right now.

Amanda: Yeah?

Evan: Well, I think we should go out. Hilda and your grandmother here can take care of Alli, and we --

Amanda: That's true, they could do that.

Evan: Right. And I will take you anywhere that you would like to go.

Amanda: I really just want to be alone with you.

Evan: Well, I wasn't planning a double date.

Amanda: No, no, I mean "alone" alone. Your place?

Evan: Sounds perfect, just like you.

Marley: Here you go.

Ryan: Thanks. She's your sister. You should know. The way you describe her, I -- I've never met that side of her.

Marley: Oh, well, Vicky likes to put her worst foot forward. Someone we know says that she dares people to love her.

Ryan: But why does she want to be so tough?

Marley: Wasn't her choice exactly. Oh, she didn't grow up here with me.

Ryan: Why not?

Marley: We were separated when we were born.

Ryan: Sounds like a plot from Shakespeare.

Marley: Well, this was no comedy. Vicky grew up in a town called Lassiter.

Ryan: She mentioned something about that. She called that a pit.

Marley: A pit. Well, she -- she spent most of her life there trying to get out or just survive, and it made her kind of single minded.

Ryan: Some people call that selfish.

Marley: Some people do. Vicky just spent most of her time on her own. She didn't think much about how what she did affected other people.

Ryan: Impulsive, right?

Marley: Yeah, extremely -- and stubborn and aggressive, blunt.

Ryan: You know, it's funny, when you use those words to describe her, they really don't sound that negative.

Marley: Mm -- frankly there are times I wish I could be more like her.

Ryan: She could stand to be a little more like you, too.

Marley: Thank you. But Vicky is pretty much her own person.

Ryan: And sometimes some of the things she does seem to make sense only to her?

Marley: And end up hurting her the most.

Ryan: Yeah, I know the feeling.

Marley: Well, it sounds like you two have something in common.

Ryan: Yeah, we're both the black sheep of the family.

Marley: Oh.

Ryan: Yeah, well, um, I really got to get going.

Marley: Well, don't feel you have to.

Ryan: No, you've been great, but I really don't think I can hang around here all night.

Marley: Ok.

Ryan: Listen, could you tell her I stopped by?

Marley: Oh, of course I will.

Ryan: And try not to make me sound too much like a maniac.

Marley: Ok, I won't.

Ryan: Good night.

Marley: Good night.

Vicky: What are you doing home? Did Jake dump you again?

Marley: He had an emergency at the studio.

Vicky: Oh, he seems to be having a lot of those lately.

Marley: Where have you been?

Vicky: Out. Good night.

Marley: Oh, Vicky, a friend of --

Marley: Why are you wearing that? I thought you hated that outfit. You always told me I always looked like an ex-nun.

Vicky: Oh, well, hope you don't mind. It looked, uh --

Marley: You never borrow my clothes. And you never wear your hair like that, either.

Vicky: Didn't have time for anything else.

Marley: You were trying to look like me, weren't you? Why would you do that?

Vicky: What have we here? Happy memories with my husband?

Amanda: That's it. I'm not moving.

Evan: Ok, then I'll get the wine and the food, and you can put on a CD.

Amanda: That means I have to move.

Evan: Just put the CD on.

Amanda: Fine.

Amanda: Do you want any help?

Evan: No, I can handle it.

Amanda: Fine. I'm not going to interfere.

Evan: Ooh, la-la, cha-cha-cha. This is what you had in mind?

Amanda: Ooh.

Evan: Ooh. Hmm.

Amanda: I used to dream about nights like this.

Evan: Yeah?

Amanda: Then I just pushed them out of my mind because they were impossible at the time.

Evan: How do you feel about them right now?

Amanda: Just right. I'm glad we don't have to hide.

Evan: Well, I knew there'd come a time we could be together, spend nights together, a time that wouldn't be so crazy.

Amanda: It was crazy, wasn't it?

Evan: I mean, I never knew when I was going to see you, who was going to walk in on us. It was nuts.

Amanda: The thing that I remember is the guilt that I felt. I must have always been looking over my shoulder.

Evan: Yeah, I remember.

Amanda: And the worst part? The worst part was thinking that I was doing something so terrible to Sam. That was the worst part.

Evan: That's behind us now.

Amanda: I hope so. Now I can finally feel how right things could be for us. There's nothing in our way now. There's no guilt. There's no lies. There's nobody to hurt.

Jake: Well, I never expected to see them here.

Paulina: You aren't the only one.

Jake: We probably should go say hello.

Paulina: All right. Let's do it.

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Hi.

Paulina: Hi.

Rachel: Hi, Paulina, Jake.

Jake: You know, for a minute that I wasn't sure if it was you guys. I mean, this just doesn't really seem like your kind of place.

Ken: Sassy's was my idea. I'm trying to give Rachel a new perspective.

Rachel: Doesn't look like it's going to have a great wine list.

Paulina: No, but it does have a great pool table.

Ken: Yes, which I intend to monopolize. What do you say, Rachel?

Rachel: Is that a challenge?

Ken: Let's find out.

Rachel: Ok, excuse us. Have fun.

Paulina: I can't believe that. She didn't even ask us what we're doing here together.

Jake: Well, Rachel wasn't always from blue blood either.

Paulina: I thought she'd be shocked. You know, I keep forgetting that.

Jake: Don't. Don't ever forget where you came from.

Paulina: You're getting serious on me again. I'm trying to have a good time here.

Jake: You still can with them here?

Paulina: Sure.

Jake: You don't want to leave?

Paulina: No way. Things are just getting interesting. How about we toss some darts? I'll go easy on you. Dollar a game.

Jake: How about you get ready and I'm going to go over and check the machine again, all right?

Paulina: Again? I'll keep my fingers crossed that there are no messages.

Jake: You do that. You do that.

Ken: Want to break?

Rachel: Trying to give me the advantage?

Ken: Always.

Rachel: You might regret that.

Ken: Ha-ha. Thanks, just set them down there. Keep the change. A little fortification before the game, madam?

Rachel: You really think you're going to win this, don't you?

Ken: I'm sure going to try like hell.

Ken: What is he doing?

Rachel: What -- who?

Ken: Jake.

Rachel: He's talking on the phone.

Ken: Remember what you said about Evan and Amanda, how you were worried that Evan was going to hurt Amanda?

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Ken: How do you feel about Paulina with Jake?

Rachel: Are you going to break or are we going to sit here and talk about this?

Ken: Break.

Marley: You've been to see Jamie, haven't you?

Vicky: I'm sure he'll tell you all about it.

Marley: Don't you walk out of this room! You dress up like me. You pretend to be me. I want an explanation.

Vicky: You're smart. You figure it out.

Marley: You're not even ashamed of yourself, are you?

Vicky: I do what I have to do. It's not always petty, but it works.

Marley: You pretended to be me. Now, what exactly did you do?

Vicky: Don't worry. Nothing happened. Jamie and I just talked. That sound familiar?

Marley: Couldn't leave things alone, could you?

Vicky: I had to find out what happened -- what you were hiding --

Marley: About what?

Vicky: You certainly weren't going to tell me. Well, about France, for one!

Marley: Would you stop harping on France?

Vicky: Who's harping? Jamie's the one who remembers all the wonderful sappy memories.

Marley: You are so bitter about this. It is not my fault that Jamie didn't take you with him.

Vicky: And it is not my fault that you were making hay while the moon shines.

Marley: I did not.

Vicky: Translating for him. Being friendly, but not too friendly. Showing him your perfect self. Marley Love, everybody's dream goddess.

Marley: Will you stop it?

Vicky: I wish I could. It makes me sick just to think about it. There's nothing Jamie loves more than a challenge. You provided that for him, didn't you? Huh? How far did you go? Couple of passionate kisses in that sweet little country inn? Hand-holding under the moonlight?

Marley: This is what you think about?

Vicky: You knew just when to end it, didn't you? When he wanted to take you to bed with him.

Marley: Why do you twist everything around? I am not trying to take Jamie away from you.

Vicky: Just like you didn't try to take Jake away from me? Why don't you find your own men?

Marley: You still don't see how you do it -

Vicky: Well, at least you're there to always pick up the pieces.

Marley: It's you, Vicky. You push people away. You do it to yourself. It's not me.

Vicky: I thought I could trust you.

Marley: This is how you demonstrate your trust? You don't trust anyone, Vicky. That's your problem. Not even the people who love you the most.

Vicky: Oh, God, like who? Like you and Jamie? Give me a break. You should both be grateful to me for what I've done.

Marley: This ought to be good.

Vicky: Oh, it is. Jamie may like to think that he's fallen for the good sister and ditched the evil twin. But it's all the same to him. You put us in the same dress and he can't even tell the difference. How does that make you feel, honey? He couldn't even tell us apart.


Vicky: You two may like to think that you've got some secret romance going, but Jamie didn't fall for you. He just fell for a different version of me.

Jamie: I need to see Marley -- alone.

Vicky: What happened to your medical emergency? Or is Marley more important than saving a life?

Jamie: I was going to call you from the airport, Marley. But I had a few minutes. I thought that I would --

Marley: It's ok, I know what happened. I was here when Vicky got home.

Jamie: I'm sorry, Marley. I wanted to tell you myself.

Vicky: Well, why don't you? We would love to hear your version. I'm sure it's just absolutely --

Marley: Get out of my clothes now, Vicky. And leave us alone. I've had enough of you.

Vicky: Fine.

Jamie: That's all that you can say?

Vicky: What do you want me to say? Make yourself at home? Marley can do that. She's taken over my house like she's taken over everything else in my life.

Marley: You haven't heard a word that I've said, have you, Vicky? You just want to think your own twisted thoughts.

Vicky: You know I'm right.

Marley: Don't worry. I won't be here when you get back.

Jamie: I am sorry, Marley. I tried to explain to Vicky how it was in France.

Marley: And how did you do that?

Jamie: Not too well, obviously. I tried to tell her that -- that we were just friends, that it was just a casual thing.

Marley: She didn't believe you?

Jamie: Vicky believes what she wants to believe. What did she say to you?

Marley: It's you.

Jamie: Me?

Marley: I thought you knew me, Jamie. But I was wrong, wasn't I?

Jake: Look, Iris, it's me again. I have what you want on tape. Can we meet tonight, tomorrow at the latest, and settle this deal, all right? Leave a message at the loft. Damn.

Man: Wouldn't this be more fun if you had a partner?

Paulina: I already have one.

Man: I don't see him.

Paulina: He's here.

Man: You're good.

Paulina: I know.

Man: What else you're good at?

Paulina: Shooting down macho jocks who think every woman in the place is dying for them.

Man: Hey --

Jake: Move on.

Paulina: You know, I hate that. You stand by yourself for a minute every stray in the joint thinks they can move in.

Jake: Well, it didn't look like it fazed you.

Paulina: I know how to handle guys who get out of line.

Jake: Oh, looks like I'm going to have to watch my step.

Paulina: You better.

Rachel: I thought I was out of practice.

Ken: I guess we don't have to worry about Paulina.

Rachel: What?

Ken: She just sent some poor jerk slinking off into the corner.

Rachel: Ooh! Good for her. Your turn.

Ken: This table's off level.

Rachel: You know, I think if you concentrated on the game a little bit more instead of on everybody else around here, maybe you could play better.

Ken: Where did you learn to play like that?

Rachel: I've got some secrets.

Ken: Obviously.

Rachel: Actually we -- we had a billiard table at the house. You know, Mac taught all the kids how to play.

Rachel: So, quarter a ball. Pay up.

Ken: I guess this wasn't so out of the ordinary for you after all.

Rachel: Well, does this mean that you're going to stop trying to show me new perspectives?

Ken: Oh, no, not me. You know me. I love a challenge.

Rachel: Good. You thought croquette was more in my line?

Ken: Well, I have only known you as the "mistress of the manor."

Rachel: I haven't always been. I grew up in a neighborhood where there was a pool hall right down the street from us.

Ken: Now you tell me. This has been quite a day for you, hasn't it?

Rachel: I'm glad you were here.

Ken: Well, it was good to see things settled. And the next time we play on my table.

Rachel: Next time? I thought you were sailing off.

Ken: I'll sail off when I sail off. Are you free Friday night?

Rachel: I have to check my calendar.

Ken: I want a rematch.

Rachel: All right, you're on.

Ken: It's a date.

Rachel: Ok.

Jake: Wow, right in front of God and everybody.

Paulina: And I was worried that I wasn't dignified enough for her.

Jake: Well, I always told you things aren't always what they seem.

Paulina: No kidding.

Jake: Listen, I don't want -- I don't want Rachel to get mad at -- at us. So I'm going to take you home early, all right?

Jake: What's wrong?

Paulina: I was hoping this night could go on a little longer. I had a different ending on it.

Jake: Slow down.

Paulina: Why? Jake, I don't understand you. Everything in my life is falling into place. I'm happy, I want to celebrate, and you -- you're just -- it's like you're not even here.

Jake: I don't want to rush things.

Paulina: Well, I'm tired of waiting.

Jake: You know something? You're just like a little kid, you know? You want everything and you want it now.

Paulina: So? Sounds just like you.

Jake: Well, sometimes everything doesn't work out like that. I'm going to go check my messages.

Paulina: Well, they're going to work out this time.

Ryan: Well, I never thought I'd find you here.

Vicky: What's the matter, no kidnappings tonight?

Ryan: Well, I came by to see you earlier tonight -- at your place --.

Ryan: I met your sister.

Vicky: Goody, goody for you.

Ryan: At first I thought she was you.

Vicky: But then, let me guess. You realized how charming and delicate she was, and you were astonished that she was related to me, let alone my twin.

Ryan: She is sweet.

Vicky: Just your type, right?

Ryan: Might be fun for a change.

Vicky: Everyone wants to cuddle sweet, angelic Marley.

Ryan: Well, she seems very gentle and understanding.

Vicky: Why shouldn't she be? She was raised with silver spoons in her mouth. She was loved and pampered and spoiled.

Ryan: She was very nice about you.

Vicky: She didn't stare into a gutter in her childhood wondering why nobody wanted her.

Ryan: Is that what it was like in Lassiter?

Vicky: She talked to you about Lassiter?

Ryan: In passing, yeah.

Vicky: What else did she talk to you about?

Ryan: Well, she says that you have a soft side that you hide from the world.

Vicky: What?

Ryan: Uh-huh, that's what she said.

Vicky: Well, she's wrong.

Ryan: Well, am I ever going to get to see it? You know, she's not as -- she's not as vindictive about you as you are about her.

Vicky: I don't have to listen to this garbage. Besides, I'm not talking to you.

Ryan: It was nice running into you, too, Vicky.

Marley: She fooled you, didn't she?

Jamie: Only for a little while. I wanted to believe that you had finally come to me, Marley.

Jamie: I waited so long for that phone call from you -- to hear that you have been thinking about France, about us.

Marley: Is that what she said when she called?

Jamie: She asked me to meet her on the docks.

Marley: Great.

Jamie: She said she was confused, she needed to talk.

Marley: She's really good, isn't she? What did she say?

Jamie: Vicky has decided that the only reason I'm attracted to you is because you look like her. She still thinks I'm in love with her.

Marley: Are you?

Jamie: No, I am not. That was over a long time ago.

Marley: Are you sure?

Jamie: Marley, I am sure. Look, I have to go or I'll miss my flight.

Jamie: Are you all right?

Marley: Mm-hmm. Go ahead, I understand.

Jamie: I don't want to leave things this way. I want you to believe me. What happens between us has nothing to do with Vicky. Marley, you're beautiful. But it's what's inside you that I can't forget.

Marley: There can't be anything between us, Jamie.

Jamie: There can be. And there is. That's the only thing that Vicky was right about. I'll call you when I get to St. Louis.

[Phone rings]

Marley: Hello?

Jake: It's me again.

Marley: It's late, Jake.

Jake: Look, Marley, I -- I know you're angry but I want to make it up to you.

Marley: Not tonight.

Jake: Don't hang up. Listen, I'm finally finished, it'll be just the two of us.

Marley: If you say so.

Jake: I do. It'll be like old times, only better -- I promise.

Marley: I wish I could believe that.

Evan: I'm home.

Evan: These are for you.

Amanda: You didn't think that I would find out, did you? Well, I know everything -- how you set Sam up.

Evan: Amanda, I did that because I loved you. Amanda. Amanda.

Amanda: Love? You call what you did love?

Evan: It never would have worked out between you and Sam. He was a sick, demented guy. Don't you see that?

Amanda: Not to me!

Evan: But I had to make you realize that --

Amanda: You made --

Evan: I couldn't wait for you to find out.

Amanda: Well, I found out. I found everything out.

Evan: Amanda, don't you walk out on me. Amanda. Don't you -- Amanda! Come back! Amanda! Don't walk out on me. Amanda.

Amanda: You mean nothing to me now. Nothing that you say or do can even reach me.

[Door slams]

Evan: Amanda!

[Pounding on door]

Evan: Amanda! Amanda! Open up! I love you! Amanda! Amanda. Amanda. Amanda.

Amanda: Evan?

Evan: Uh --

Amanda: What, what? What's wrong? What?

Evan: I just had a bad dream, that's all.

Amanda: Hey, it's ok. I'm here. I'm here.

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