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Another World Transcript Friday 7/28/06

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Frankie: Oh -- not -- somebody just walked in, Cass. We're not alone.

Cass: Oh.

Amanda: Sorry, the door was open.

Cass: Hi, Amanda.

Frankie: Well, the door is always open. You know, Cass broke it. It doesn't close.

Cass: Well, I was -- I was trying to make a minor adjustment and it came unhinged, you know. Couple of screws and -- it'll be as good as new.

Amanda: Well, I -- I should've called first.

Frankie: Oh, the phones are iffy out here anyway.

Cass: Yeah, the wires were strung by Alexander Graham Bell himself.

Frankie: What can we do for you, Amanda?

Amanda: Well, I'm -- I'm really sorry to -- to intrude. I know that the two of you just got back from your honeymoon and everything, but I was hoping Cass would be able help me.

Cass: Well, sure, if I can.

Frankie: You two are going to talk business, so that's really good because that gives me a chance to run over and see Sharlene.

Cass: You're leaving?

Frankie: Yes, I'm leaving. But I will return to find a perfectly hung door that opens and closes upon demand for which I will reward you with pleasures you never dreamed imaginable.

Cass: Oh, again?

Frankie: Yes. I'll see you later. You take care, Amanda.

Amanda: Goodbye, Frankie.

Cass: So, what's going on? Is this about Paulina?

Amanda: No, this is about me. I want you to help me find my husband.

Grant: So I looked him in the eye and asked him if he wanted me to take it up with the speaker.

Ryan: Oh, that must have backed him down.

Grant: The blood drained right out of his face.

Ryan: Sounds like you made an enemy.

Grant: Well, I just hate it when he and his cronies try and make these sweet deals behind closed doors.

Ryan: So, you're back in harness, huh?

Grant: Well, I think I sent a message to a few folks on the hill, yeah.

Ryan: I'm sure you did.

Grant: Hold it.

Ryan: What?

Grant: Sharlene used the key. Sharlene was here.

John: Going somewhere?

Sharlene: Yes, to see Grant.

Evan: Yeah, I can't believe I'm finally here.

Michael: You have quite a resume.

Evan: Well, it's tough getting an appointment with you.

Michael: You seem to have worked your way up very quickly.

Evan: Just like you.

Michael: Sit down, please.

Evan: I just want you to know that I have read everything there is to read about the Hudson Group.

Michael: Is that right?

Evan: It's quite an amazing success story.

Michael: Well, I don't know about that.

Evan: Look, I don't know who wouldn't be impressed by your career.

Michael: Well, Evan, I don't know too many people who wouldn't be impressed with this resume. You seem to have an excellent financial background.

Evan: That's why I know there's a place in the Hudson Group for me. You need someone like me.

Michael: Yes, but do we need you?

Evan: I'd be an asset and you know that.

Michael: I know a lot of things, Evan.

Evan: What's that supposed to mean?

Michael: About you.

Evan: So you talked to Rachel?

Michael: Oh, at some length. Yes, I did.

Evan: What'd she say?

Michael: Well, she said that you were terrific with numbers, that you were a hard worker, and --

Evan: What's the other part?

Michael: Well, why don't you tell me?

Evan: She didn't mention anything about the --

Michael: Your shady financial dealings? No, she didn't. She thought she would let you have those honors. So why don't you tell me?

Cass: So, you have no idea at all where Sam is?

Amanda no.

Cass: Well, he's been gone for a while, Amanda. Why did you want to find him now?

Amanda: Because I want a divorce.

Cass: I see. Seems to me we had a similar conversation just a few months ago, didn't we?

Amanda: Yes, we did. I was confused then.

Cass: But now you're not?

Amanda: No.

Cass: And you've thought it all out?

Amanda: I know you're expected to play devil's advocate, Cass.

Cass: Amanda, this is a big decision. You have a child.

Amanda: A child that doesn't know where her father is. I can't live like this, Cass.

Cass: I know it's difficult.

Amanda: I'm tired of waiting around playing the victim, waiting for Sam to make the first move. I don't know where he is. I don't know what he's doing. I just have one phone call to Alli. Nobody has heard anything from him.

Cass: Strange.

Amanda: Wait, I take that back. Olivia spoke to him, too.

Cass: But he didn't tell her what his plans were?

Amanda: I don't know. She claims that he told her not to say anything. I've got to do something, Cass.

Cass: Well, there are ways of obtaining a divorce even if one of the spouses can't be found.

Amanda: So I could just go ahead then?

Cass: Yeah, but that doesn't mean Sam couldn't just show up and contest it, try to get custody of Alli, ask for alimony.

Amanda: I can't imagine him doing any of those things. Then, I couldn't imagine him trying to hurt me or Evan either.

Cass: Ok, I think our best bet is to try to track Sam down, though, and let him know what we're up to so he didn't think we went behind his back.

Amanda: Ok, whatever you say.

Cass: You're going to have to be really ready for this though, Amanda. You're going to have to go up against him directly. You understand that? If you thought he was dangerous before --

Amanda: It's all right. I'm not worried. I'll have Evan with me.

Cass: Well, fine. That's great, but Evan may not be enough. If you thought he was a threat to you before, if you think he is a threat to you now or to Alli --

Amanda: You don't really think that he would try something again, do you?

Cass: I think we have to do everything possible to see that Sam doesn't hurt anybody.

Amanda: How could I have been so wrong about Sam? I loved him when I married him. We were so happy.

Cass: Sometimes there's no explaining things that people do, the changes they go through.

Amanda: Well, I have no choice. I have to start building a new life for myself. The sooner, the better.

Liz: Stand up straight.

Olivia: I'm in a hurry, aunt Liz.

Liz: Turn around.

Olivia: He's going to be here any minute.

Liz: I want to see how the back is cut.

Olivia: Fine, here's how it's cut in the back. Here's how it's cut from the side and in the front.

Liz: But why does it have to be so tight there?

Olivia: Because, aunt Liz, everything that isn't a muumuu looks tight to you.

Liz: Darling, I think you should wear your hair up. It gives you a much more classic line.

Olivia: Well, who said I wanted a classic line?

Liz: This is a very important date.

Olivia: To you maybe.

Liz: Oh, how long have you waited for a date with Matt Cory?

Olivia: I haven't been waiting, aunt Liz. You have.

Liz: Yes, I have been waiting, and I'm thrilled that it's finally taking place. You two are so well-suited to each other.

Olivia: We're only going for a drive, not announcing our engagement.

Liz: Still, he's the right kind of young man for you. He's intelligent. He's witty.

Olivia: He's rich.

Liz: There's absolutely nothing wrong with being rich, especially when it's the icing on the cake.

Olivia: Mm-hmm. How's this?

Liz: I hate it.

Olivia: I'm wearing it.

Liz: Oh, I'm thrilled.

Olivia: You just said you hated it.

Liz: That you and Matthew have finally found each other.

Olivia: We have not found each other.

Liz: This is going to help you get over that crush you had on Sam Fowler.

Olivia: Watch it, aunt Liz.

Liz: He has ruined Amanda's life.

Olivia: No, Amanda has everything just the way she wants it.

Liz: Rachel and Mac just should've forbidden that marriage. What did he do -- toss paint on canvas all day long. What kind of a way is that to make a living?

Olivia: Enough, aunt Liz.

[Doorbell rings]

Liz: That's probably Matthew.

Liz: Matthew!

Matthew: Aunt Liz.

Liz: Oh, how marvelous to see you. How is your mother, dear?

Matthew: Very good.

Liz: And how is your grandmother, dear?

Matthew: Oh, well indeed.

Liz: Give them both my love.

Matthew: Certainly.

Olivia: Hello, Matthew.

Liz: Tell them I'll call them and we'll all have lunch very soon.

Olivia: Why don't we go now, Matthew?

Matthew: Sure, you're ready to go? I'm ready to go.

Liz: You are really looking very smart.

Olivia: We won't be late, aunt Liz.

Liz: Rachel should be -- must be so proud of you.

Matthew: Well --

Liz: I think you get handsomer every time I see you, Matthew.

Olivia: Come on, Matthew.

Matthew: Maybe we'll stay.

Liz: Have a great time, dear.

Olivia: Bye.

Liz: Fill me in the details when you get back, Olivia. Goodbye!

Singer: Que sera, sera whatever will be will be

[Phone rings]

Liz: Hello!

Sam: Hello, is Olivia there please?

Liz: Sam Fowler, is that you?

Grant: I told you I gave Sharlene my key, didn't I?

Ryan: At least a dozen times.

Grant: I was hoping she'd use it, and she did. She can't stay away, Ryan. I knew she couldn't.

Ryan: Because you won't let her.

Grant: Look, I didn't force her to accept my key. I didn't force her to come here. She did because she wanted to.

Ryan: Great. Score another one for the congressman.

Grant: Ok, now, what kind of moral tone is that?

Ryan: It's not. It's pragmatic.

Grant: And what is that supposed to mean?

Ryan: Look, when you got back from Washington you were on a real high note because you got your career cranked up again.

Grant: It has nothing to do with Sharlene.

Ryan: She's a married woman who's about to have a baby, her husband's baby. Something tells me that the opposition is going to pick up on that.

Grant: Look, I don't care. I love her.

Ryan: I hope you don't care. Chasing after another man's pregnant wife? It's political suicide.

Grant: Look, my life isn't worth anything without Sharlene.

Ryan: Look, you're not going to have her, right?

Grant: Who says I'm not going to have her?

Ryan: What makes Sharlene Hudson so important?

Grant: You just don't know. You don't know, do you?

Ryan: What? Tell me.

Grant: I thought I might die, Ryan. And you don't know what that's like.

Ryan: No, I don't.

Grant: And I realized all the things that I had never meant anything to me. Washington, my career. And then I met her.

Ryan: Sharlene?

Grant: She gave me back my life, Ryan. When I'm with her, I mean, I have a reason to live. I need that, Ryan. I need Sharly.

Ryan: Look, there's only one thing wrong with what you just said. The woman who gave you that isn't Sharly anymore. She's Sharlene.

Sharlene: Aren't you going to say anything?

John: What's there to say? Sounds like you've already made your decision.

Sharlene: He has to know, John. I want him to know that I'm carrying your child.

John: You're going to tell him about the test?

John: Oh, I see. You already have.

Sharlene: I didn't mean to. It was the day at the mill.

John: That was between you and me.

Sharlene: John, it's never been that. Half the hospital knows.

John: And now Grant knows.

Sharlene: And he would've found out anyhow. He would've found out, and now I can tell him the news. I can tell him that the baby is yours and mine. That's why I want to see him.

John: Why can't you call him on the phone?

Sharlene: Because he should hear it in person.

John: Why? If everything's clear, what difference does it make?

Sharlene: Because, John, this man has invested a lot --

[Knock on door]

Sharlene: Frankie.

Frankie: Oh, I am so glad you two are home. I have missed you so much.

Sharlene: Oh, darling, we've missed you. Hi.

Frankie: Is it a bad time?

Sharlene: No, no, no. It's a great time.

John: How was the honeymoon?

Frankie: Oh, it was great. Fantastic. It was worth the wait.

Sharlene: Frankie, I am so sorry about everything that happened. I mean it, darling. The kidnapping --

Frankie: Oh, don't -- forget about that. It's over. You know, from now on we're concentrating on the good stuff, ok?

Sharlene: Ok. Yeah, the good stuff.

Frankie: Right. I mean, do you realize that I was supposed to see you guys the very first day I got home, but between one thing and another, which I will tell you about later -- hello there, doctor. How are you?

John: I'm fine, Frankie.

Frankie: Good.

John: Everything's fine.

Frankie: Oh, I'm so glad.

John: Welcome back.

Frankie: It's great to be back. You know, even though the honeymoon was -- no words. It's beyond words how wonderful this honeymoon was.

Frankie: So, how are you, Sharlene?

Sharlene: I'm fine.

Frankie: Yeah?

Sharlene: Yeah.

Frankie: Well, you look great.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Frankie: Although you look like you've gained a little weight.

Sharlene: Yeah, some.

Frankie: Yeah. You're a little thicker around the middle there.

Sharlene: Yeah, I -- I know.

Frankie: Yeah, I hope you don't mind my saying that or anything, it's just that it's kind of noticeable, you know.

Sharlene: Yeah, I know.

Frankie: Don't you think it's noticeable, John?

John: Yeah, it's noticeable.

Frankie: Yeah, and, like, you don't have a waist anymore.

Sharlene: Well, that's the first thing to go.

Frankie: Oh, to go. Oh, and, and your face is --

Sharlene: Hmm.

Frankie: No.

Sharlene: Yeah.

Frankie: Yeah? [Screams] You're pregnant! Ah, that is so wonderful! Oh, Sharlene, a baby. Oh, wait till I tell Cass. Oh, this is wonderful. How far along are you?

Sharlene: Oh, about four months.

Frankie: Four months?

Sharlene: Yeah.

Frankie: Oh, this is so great. And you're feeling ok? I mean, you're not -- you're not ill or anything?

Sharlene: No, I'm not. Not at all. I'm feeling great physically.

Frankie: Good. Well, you look gorgeous, and even without a waistline.

John: Listen, I'll let you two talk. Excuse me.

Frankie: What's with him? You'd think he'd be so excited. Sharlene? Sharlene, honey, is anything wrong?

Sharlene: Everything's wrong. I don't know how much longer I can do this, Frankie. And I'm not going to. Not another day.

Evan: If I may ask you a question first.

Michael: Certainly. I'm not the one looking for a job.

Evan: What kind of tactics did you use to acquire that copper mine in Wyoming?

Michael: Well, how do you know about that, Evan?

Evan: I do my homework. I just want you to know that you and I are a lot alike.

Michael: How so?

Evan: Well, we know what we want. We want it, we go after it.

Michael: Uh-huh. Evan, I think that you and I both might have a shrewd eye for business deals, but I think that's where the likeness ends.

Evan: But that eye is important to you.

Michael: Bottom line -- what can you do for me?

Evan: Well, you're right. I've had some questionable dealings.

Michael: That's -- that's it? I mean, that's supposed to put me on your side or something?

Evan: No, I think from those dealings, what I've learned would make me an asset to your company.

Michael: How so?

Evan: Because I could recognize those dealings that may be going on behind your back right now.

Michael: You can't con a con.

Evan: Something like that.

Michael: I'll be in touch.

Evan: What -- what does that mean?

Michael: That means that we'll talk.

Evan: Soon, I hope?

Michael: Thank you for coming by.

Donna: Oh, hi, Evan.

Evan: Hi, Donna. How are you?

Donna: How are you?

Evan: Fine. You look lovely as usual.

Donna: Well, thank you.

Evan: Could you do me a favor and just tell Vicky I said hi?

Donna: I certainly will.

Evan: Thanks.

Donna: Well, he seems to be a man who has everything going his way today.

Michael: He just might, Donna, he just might.

Liz: Hang up, Sam. I will not allow Olivia to speak with you.

Sam: Wait, wait, it's important. I need to talk to her.

Liz: I know it's you, Sam Fowler. I don't want you to ever call here again.

[Door slams]

Frankie: Cass, are you home?

Frankie: Cass?

Cass: Hey, that was fast.

Frankie: Oh, I missed my husband.

Cass: Hi.

Cass: Frankie.

Frankie: Hmm?

Cass: Honey, if you don't stop that, I may have to take the rest of the day off. And if I do that I might lose some clients, which means we lose money. Which means this money pit becomes just a pit and nothing gets fixed.

Frankie: I'll be good, I promise.

Cass: Good girl. Self-control. So, how was Sharlene?

Frankie: Not great.

Cass: What's wrong?

Frankie: Well, I don't know exactly, but there's all of this tension between her and John.

Cass: Maybe they had a fight.

Frankie: No, no. It wasn't that kind of tension. It was deeper than that.

Cass: Yeah?

Frankie: Yeah. She's going to have a baby.

Cass: Oh, man.

Frankie: Yeah. And they're not acting like your typical expectant parents.

Cass: Not the best timing in the world with all the emotional problems Sharlene has been having.

Frankie: But her therapy has been going so well that I figured I would just come home and find a perfect couple more in love than ever, you know?

Cass: But you didn't.

Frankie: No. Something is seriously wrong.

Cass: Could be you didn't read it right?

Frankie: Maybe. Look, enough about Sharlene. I don't want to be sad today. So -- oh, tell me what Amanda wanted.

Cass: You don't want to be sad today.

Frankie: Oh, a divorce from Sam.

Cass: How did you know?

Frankie: Well, I got flash from her aura.

Cass: Her aura?

Frankie: Mm-hmm.

Cass: Oh.

Frankie: Yeah, it was kind of dull and gray.

Cass: Dull, gray auras always signify divorce?

Frankie: I hate everything that's happening around us.

Cass: Honey, it's happening around us, not to us.

Frankie: Do you know you are absolutely right? You know what?

Cass: What?

Frankie: I'm getting another flash.

Cass: Oh?

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Yeah, and it's about you.

Cass: Something wrong with my aura?

Frankie: Oh, no, no. Your aura is bright. It's glowing, in fact.

Cass: Frankie, you said you'd be good. Now, come on.

Frankie: Oh, I'll be very good.

Cass: Frankie.

Frankie: Yeah?

Cass: I've got -- if we go upstairs again --

Frankie: Well, wait, wait. Who said anything about upstairs, hmm?

Cass: If I don't get some work done --

Donna: You might be thinking about hiring Evan Bates?

Michael: Thinking about it, yes.

Donna: Wonderful. You know, we hired him to do some consultancy work at Visions.

Michael: Well, he's a real financial whiz. And since we're expanding our operations here --

Donna: Oh, good. That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say.

Michael: Why?

Donna: Because that means you'll need more help around here.

Michael: Donna --

Donna: And I was thinking that I would love to get involved working here again.

Michael: You want to define "involved"?

Donna: I thought I could do some personal training. You know, whatever. And remember how fun it was when I was working here before?

Michael: I think I'll sit down if you don't mind. Honey, it was -- it was fun for you.

Donna: Oh, come on, Michael.

Michael: Donna -- Donna, really -- and remember, it only lasted a couple of days.

Donna: I wasn't ready for the rigors of big business at that time. And since then I've learned a lot. I've gained a lot of experience.

Michael: At -- at Visions?

Donna: Yes.

Michael: And -- and you really enjoyed it at Visions?

Donna: Yes, I did.

Michael: You know, you got a lot of free time on your hands right now. Why don't you go back to work there?

Donna: At Visions?

Michael: Yes. Look, I'm sure Jake would really love to have you back.

Donna: No, I'm sure that he wouldn't. We -- we wouldn't make a good team at all. We argue too much. We're always arguing about Marley because I want him out of her life and it makes him crazy.

Michael: Is that -- is that the only reason?

[Phone buzzes]

Michael: That's my call. Yes, Joanne. Send him in please. Thanks. John.

Donna: Oh, John's here.

Michael: Hi, buddy.

John: Hi, Mike.

Michael: How are you doing?

John: I'm sorry, Donna, I didn't know you're here.

Donna: Oh, it's all right. It's all right. You two go ahead and chat. I'm just going to be on my way.

John: No, that's all right. Please, don't leave.

Donna: All right. Sit down.

John: No actually, I --

Michael: Please.

John: Sharlene got the test results for the CVS. The baby's fine.

Michael: That's great.

Donna: Oh, John, that's wonderful.

John: They also confirmed that I'm the father.

Donna: John, that's great. Oh, this is wonderful news. John! I'm just going to call Sharlene right now and we'll make a date to celebrate. We'll have lunch at Tops.

John: No, please don't do that, Donna.

Donna: No, it's all right. It's no bother. I'm just going to call and make a reservation.

John: Donna, no.

Donna: You know what else? I think we'll order the chocolate soufflé. Remember the time --

John: Forget the call, Donna. There's nothing to celebrate.

Ryan: Well, you're throwing it all away, everything you've always worked for.

Grant: Look, spare me the pep talk, would you?

Ryan: I buy the fact that you love her. I mean, she helped you through some tough times, but there are other considerations.

Grant: Give it a rest, would you? It's my call.

Ryan: Your call? A bad call. One that could cost you the ball game.

[Knock on door]

Grant: Get that, would you?

Ryan: Oh, sure. I can see you're busy with your scarf.

Sharlene: Hi.

Ryan: Sharlene.

Sharlene: Yes. Is Grant --

Grant: Right here. Right here. Come in, come in.

Sharlene: Ryan, I'm glad to see you.

Ryan: Oh?

Sharlene: Yes, because I -- I never had a chance to properly thank you for helping out at the farm the other day. With the reporters --

Ryan: Yeah, forget it. It was the least I could do. The very least.

Sharlene: Well, it was very kind. Thank you.

Ryan: Well, I'm just glad that everything is just getting together in your life.

Grant: Sharlene, sit down, sit down.

Ryan: Ok, I'm heading out. I'll talk to you guys --

Sharlene: Ryan, do you really have to go? I'd feel more comfortable if you were here while I talk to Grant.

Grant: Well, sounding very important.

Sharlene: I got the results of the test back. John is the father of my child.

Grant: Of course he is. I've been trying to tell you that.

Sharlene: Well, just -- that's why I came.

Grant: Is John able to accept the baby and you?

Sharlene: Yes.

Grant: Well, good. I mean, so there shouldn't be any more confusion.

Sharlene: Well, I'm relieved to hear you say that. Now I know you'll understand when I tell you that this is the last time I will be able to see you.

Grant: No.

Sharlene: Excuse me?

Grant: I'm sorry, but that's not true.

Olivia: You do this often? Sit here and watch the ships sailing by?

Matthew: Well, when I have something on my mind. Even when I don't have something on my mind I come here.

Olivia: Well, it certainly is peaceful.

Matthew: Mm-hmm. Now, see that ship loaded down in the water? It's probably filled with jade and gold. No doubt.

Olivia: My kind of ship.

Matthew: Not anymore.

Olivia: I beg your pardon.

Matthew: Well, it used to be your kind of ship. If you don't mind my saying, you've changed.

Olivia: Yeah, you're right. A few months ago you and I couldn't have a conversation or spend five minutes together without fighting.

Matthew: That's true. Well, we still have our disagreements.

Olivia: You're talking about Sam?

Matthew: That's what I'm talking about.

Olivia: Let's not spoil a good time, shall we?

Matthew: Ok, truce. Let's rewind before what's-his- name was ever even mentioned.

Olivia: Do you remember when we first met?

Matthew: Oh, yes. Dislike at first sight.

Olivia: I thought you were a twerp.

Matthew: I was a twerp? You were a brat.

Olivia: Yes, and you had tunnel vision. All you could think about was finding Josie.

Matthew: Well, that's all I cared about then.

Olivia: I'm sorry.

Matthew: For what?

Olivia: How are things between you and Josie?

Matthew: I don't know. I'll always have a soft spot for Josie. But that's all. I'll never feel the same way about her. I can't.

Olivia: So I was a brat, hmm?

Matthew: You were a world-class brat, not just a brat.

Olivia: Was I selfish?

Matthew: Worse than selfish.

Olivia: How?

Matthew: Dancing. Dancing. Dancing, dance. That's all you ever thought about.

Olivia: Well, there are worse things.

Matthew: Much. But, see, you had no idea what life was all about. Not in the slightest.

Olivia: Well, maybe I do now.

Matthew: Which brings us back to Sam. You miss him?

Olivia: Well, how can you miss something that you never had?

Matthew: I don't know.

Olivia: Well, I'll tell you something. If I ever do get involved with someone, it has to be someone who cares about me as much as I care about them. New York was fun. Even though you kept bringing home all those disgusting pastrami sandwiches.

Matthew: Disgusting? Listen, I'll have you know, I'll put my pastrami up against that rabbit food you eat any day. Any day.

Olivia: Oh, we did have some good battles, you and I.

Matthew: I'm just glad I didn't lose any blood.

Olivia: Oh, we ended up making a pretty good team.

Matthew: Olivia.

Olivia: Hmm?

Matthew: Maybe we could again.

Evan: Why'd you decide to come back?

Amanda: I was upset that I couldn't spend last night with you.

Evan: Yeah, me, too.

Amanda: So how was your morning?

Evan: Oh, I don't think I should tell you.

Amanda: Why? Tell me.

Evan: Well, I went to look for a job. And I went to see Michael Hudson.

Amanda: What?

Evan: Yeah. I think it's going to work out.

Amanda: Evan, you told me that you were looking in Chicago or New York.

Evan: Well, I've decided I'm going to stay right here in Bay City.

Amanda: Evan.

Evan: I'm never ever going to leave.

Amanda: Well, aren't you going to ask me what I did with my morning?

Evan: Well, I just assumed you probably were at work.

Amanda: You assumed wrong. I went to see Cass.

Evan: About what?

Amanda: About filing for a divorce. I told him I wanted to start over.

Evan: I like that.

Amanda: But the only thing is Cass is afraid that Sam might still be dangerous. And he's worried about what might happen if we bring him back here.

Evan: Don't worry about Sam. I will not let anything happen to you. Ok? So why don't I just do a little something to take your mind off --

Amanda: Uh-huh.

[Both giggle]

Donna: John, what did I do?

John: I'm sorry, Donna. I didn't mean to bite your head off like that.

Michael: Donna, this may not just be the right time to have lunch.

Donna: But why shouldn't we be celebrating?

Michael: Well, maybe there's a more appropriate time.

John: I wish there were.

Michael: So, look, just -- just relax, John. And we'll all get together and celebrate some day soon, ok?

John: I think I've -- I've got to get back to the farm.

Donna: I know how much trouble you've been having with this, John, but this is wonderful news. You're going to be a father.

John: I really should get back to the farm.

Donna: John, wait a minute.

Michael: Donna.

Donna: Wait a minute. Why don't you forget about the past and enjoy what's going on now?

[John sighs]

Donna: John. Did I push too hard?

Michael: Well, that's possible.

Donna: But, Michael --

Michael: Donna, John may know that he is the father of Sharlene's baby.

Donna: And shouldn't that make him happy?

Michael: Yes. But it doesn't change the fact that his wife may have slept with another man.

Sharlene: I guess I might need to talk to him alone, Ryan.

Ryan: I've got some things to do, so --

Grant: Ryan, why don't you go in the another room? I need to talk to you a little bit later.

Ryan: Sure, whatever you say.

Sharlene: It's over, Grant. How much clearer can I be?

Grant: I just want you to be certain that what you're doing is the right thing for you.

Sharlene: I love my husband. I always have.

Grant: Somehow I find that a little hard to believe.

Sharlene: And I am carrying his child.

Grant: Wouldn't it be different if it were my child?

Sharlene: I've gone over this, Grant, and I've decided that there's no reason to involve you in our lives any further.

Grant: That's a very nice speech, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Well, I mean it.

Grant: Look, I know that you still have feelings for me. Now, whether you think you should have them or you shouldn't have them -- it doesn't matter.

Sharlene: You say you love me.

Grant: I do love you.

Sharlene: Then let me go. Let me go, Grant.

Grant: But you make it sound so easy.

Sharlene: I need you to do this for me.

Grant: Look, I will do almost anything for you, Sharly. Almost.

Sharlene: Don't -- don't call me Sharly. Sharly is a memory. You and I are a memory.

Grant: What are you doing?

Sharlene: I should never have taken that from you.

Grant: But it's yours.

Sharlene: I won't be using it again. And I won't be seeing you again.

Grant: Wait, wait. You talk in absolutes. I mean, it's you can't do this and you won't allow that.

Sharlene: I'm telling you how it's going to be. I'm telling you how it has to be.

Grant: Wait a minute.

Sharlene: How did you get that?

Grant: You left it when you were here before.

Sharlene: When?

Grant: When you used the key.

Sharlene: No, I didn't -- I didn't leave anything.

Grant: But you did.

Sharlene: I --

Grant: Did you hear that?

Ryan: You wanted me to, didn't you?

Grant: She cares about me, Ryan.

Ryan: Say what?

Grant: She does. I know she does.

Ryan: How did you get that from what she just said?

Grant: Look, I don't care what she said.

Ryan: All right, time out for a reality check here. The woman loves her husband. She may still feel something for you but she's staying with her husband.

Grant: Look, all she feels is guilt, an obligation. That's all.

Ryan: I didn't hear any guilt.

Grant: But you did zero in on the problem, though, didn't you?

Ryan: How?

Grant: John is standing in our way. He's got to be taken care of.

Ryan: The man saved your life!

Grant: And he's destroying that life.

Ryan: Ok, all right. I'm just going to let you plot this all out all by yourself, big brother. Ok?

Grant: Where are you going?

Ryan: Some of us have to work for a living. Listen, one bit of advice -- John Hudson isn't going anywhere. And while he's still around, Sharlene Hudson will never come back to you.

Cass: How am I supposed to go back to work after what you've just done to me?

Frankie: I say you take the day off. Technically speaking we're still on our honeymoon.

Cass: We are?

Frankie: Yeah. Strictly speaking, "honey-moon." You know, we only had one quarter in Monte Carlo, so that means we're owed three quarters.

Cass: You know, what a clever girl you are. You're absolutely right. I never thought of that. We are owed.

Frankie: We are owed, and we could break the quarters down into eighths.

Cass: Yeah, take an eighth today.

Frankie: Which means we have --

Cass: Five.

Frankie: [Gasps] Anthony.

Cass: Five Anthony? What's an Anthony?

Frankie: Oh, he'll be here any minute.

Cass: Who?

Frankie: Anthony.

Cass: Why would Anthony come here?

Frankie: Anthony our contractor.

Cass: I know who Anthony is. I keep writing his name on checks, remember?

Frankie: Well, that was just for the little stuff.

Cass: Little stuff? Little stuff? The roof is little stuff? Three bathrooms is little stuff?

Frankie: I think I can get him to do a complete renovation. Here.

Cass: Why am I not liking the sound of this?

Frankie: Look, he is the best, you know? I mean, you had better be good to him. You had better treat him like gold.

Cass: Well, now, excuse me, but we are planning to pay this man, aren't we? He does take money?

Frankie: Yeah, of course he does.

Cass: Well, then why can't I abuse him like I would anybody else who works for me?

Frankie: Because he does everything. He's going to fix our house. He does pipes, woodwork, electric, roof. I mean, he's the best. We are --

[Doorbell rings]

Frankie: Oh! We are so lucky to have him working on this house. Ok, he's here. You smile.

Cass: Smile?

Frankie: I want to make a good impression on him.

Cass: I'll let our check book make an impression on him.

Frankie: Anthony.

Anthony: Hey.

Frankie: Hey. Oh, it is so good of you to come.

Anthony: I was just beginning to think nobody was home.

Frankie: Oh, where else would we be? Oh, we love our house. It is such a wonderful old house. At least it will be when you're done with it, won't it, Cass?

Cass: Yeah. Hey, Anthony.

Anthony: Hey.

Cass: Oh, hey.

Frankie: So, Anthony, did you have a chance to look around?

Anthony: Yeah.

Frankie: Yeah, and?

Anthony: Well, it's like I thought.

Frankie: Oh.

Cass: What did you think, Anthony?

Anthony: Old house. Big problems.

Cass: Oh.

Frankie: You know, the roof. Foundation? Oh, sorry.

Cass: What are we listening for? Oh, hey, that -- that sounded solid.

Frankie: Yeah, that sound solid to you?

Anthony: Termites, dry rot -- your studs are probably eaten away.

Frankie: Our studs are eaten away?

Anthony: Yeah, sagging beams --

Frankie: Cass, our beams --

Cass: I heard, Frankie. That's an awfully dire prognosis there, Anthony, especially since there aren't any studs exposed. Do you have x-ray vision?

Anthony: I got a feeling for these kinds of things.

Cass: And how much is this feeling going to cost us?

Anthony: I'll let you know. Ok, that's it for today.

Frankie: Wait, you're leaving?

Anthony: Yeah.

Cass: So long, Anthony.

Frankie: But when are you going to come back? I mean, if everything is as bad as you say, shouldn't we get started right away?

Anthony: These things can't be rushed. You have to take your time.

Frankie: Oh.

Cass: And it takes a lot of money.

Anthony: Yeah, I'll do some figuring.

Frankie: Ok, so -- so how long do you think this project will take?

Anthony: Don't worry. I'll be done before your children are grown.

Frankie: We don't have -- oh.

Anthony: Later.

Frankie: Later.

Cass: Later. I'm in the wrong racket.

Olivia: I had a wonderful time.

Matthew: So did I, surprisingly enough.

Olivia: Why are you surprised?

Matthew: Well, I didn't think I could have such a good time with a world-class brat.

Olivia: Oh, sure. And what about me? I spent the entire afternoon with an immature, self-centered twerp.

Matthew: I guess we've both become amazingly tolerant.

Olivia: I guess so. Well, I'm glad.

Matthew: Yeah, me, too. And -- well, I'm late.

Olivia: Are you sure you can't come in for a few minutes?

Matthew: No, I wish I could but I have to register for classes today.

Olivia: Oh, oh. Well, maybe we'll do it again sometime.

Matthew: Yeah, I'd like that. I'd like that a lot.

Olivia: Me, too.

Matthew: Ok, well, I'll give you a call sometime. Take care.

Olivia: Ok, thanks again for the lovely time.

Matthew: Yep.

Liz: You're back already?

Olivia: Mm-hmm. What are you doing?

Liz: Oh, someone sent you some lovely flowers. I was wondering who they were from.

Olivia: Oh, well, let me have that.

Liz: I'll bet they're from Matthew to thank you for a wonderful time.

Olivia: I just left Matthew, aunt Liz.

Liz: Well, he could've ordered them earlier. Well-bred men plan ahead.

Olivia: Oh, they sure are beautiful.

Liz: How was your date?

Olivia: It was fine. We're just two friends enjoying each other's company. Now can we please drop the subject of Matthew Cory?

Liz: As soon as you tell me who they're from. You are going to open that card, aren't you?

Olivia: Mm-hmm. In private.

Liz: Olivia!

Olivia: Aunt Liz. Don't you have to go to your preservation society meeting -- something?

Liz: Oh, my heaven, I'm going to be late. Where's my brief case? Oh, my notebook. Now, when Matthew calls, be sure to invite him to dinner tomorrow night -- where's my purse? -- Or the next night, or any night at all, dear. I want to hear the details when I come back.

Olivia: Bye.

Liz: Goodbye.

Olivia: Sam.

Sharlene: Finally, John. I was just about to call the hospital again.

John: I don't go on duty until later tonight.

Sharlene: I wanted to tell you about my visit with Grant.

John: No, I don't want to hear anything more about Grant.

Sharlene: No, please, John, please, it's important. I told him the baby is yours, and there's no reason for him to be in our lives any longer.

John: Does that mean that he --

Sharlene: That means that I will never see him again. He knows that. And now you do, too, John. You believe me, don't you?

John: I'm just wondering if you can make that promise last.

Sharlene: This is me you're talking about. This is your wife. This is not some test case. John, I want you. You are the only one I love. Our marriage is going to work. I swear it will. I swear it.

Grant: You're a hard man to track down. Yes, you've been fishing? Ah. Dr. Aaron Tribe of the famed CDC is out trying to catch a mess of catfish? No, it sounds delicious. Yes, I did get your note. You're more than welcome. No, I know that the extra funding will be put to good use. Listen, Aaron, I have to ask you for a favor now. No, no, it's for a very good friend of mine. Dr. John Hudson.

Amanda: What are you thinking?

Evan: That things couldn't be more perfect than they are right now.

[Phone rings]

Sam: Hello.

Olivia: Hi, this is Olivia. Sam, is that you?

Sam: Yeah, it's me.

Olivia: Where are you?

Sam: Listen, I'm in town, ok? And I want to see you tonight.

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