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Another World Transcript Tuesday 8/15/06
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Jake: Man, you are killing me. Without my equipment, I am dead.
Man: That's too bad.
Jake: Listen, I am good for the money. Just give me a couple of days.
Man: My boss gave you weeks.
Jake: Listen, I got a little bit behind, all right? I got things lined up now.
Man: Rule one in business, pay your bills.
Jake: I will, I swear! Just bring the equip --
Man: Talk to Iris Wheeler. She ain't helping your credit rating.
Paulina: What's going on?
Jake: I'm being repossessed. I'm dead.
Paulina: No, you're not. Don't worry about it, Jake. Everything will be all right.
Jake: Didn't you hear me, Paulina? I'm finished, all right?
Paulina: I heard you, Jake, and I'm telling you, I will fix everything. I promise.
Jake: Oh, great. So, what are you such the Pollyanna about, huh?
Jake: Found out about your settlement and it's more than you expected.
Jake: How much?
Paulina: You won't believe it.
Jake: Try me.
Paulina: It is more money than I ever dreamed of.
Marley: Well, I just wish that she would give him a chance.
Michael: Honey, you know how your mother feels about Jake.
Marley: Yes, I do, and it drives me crazy. It's not fair.
Michael: She only does it because she's worried about you.
Marley: She doesn't have to be worried about me, I'm fine.
Marley: I would be fine if she would just give Jake the benefit of the doubt once in a while.
Michael: All right. Look, if it's any consolation to you, I'm trying to keep her off your back.
Marley: That's not what I want. I want her to see Jake the way I do.
Michael: I think that's asking for a lot, don't you?
Marley: You hate him, too.
Michael: Marley, I don't hate him.
Marley: He's made a mistake. Who hasn't made mistakes? He's changing. I trust him. I trust him completely.
Michael: Do you trust him enough to marry him?
Grant: Excuse me, Caroline. One second. Sharlene.
Ryan: I want to be contacted as soon as I get a phone call. Look, I don't care how much trouble I'm in with Detective Cooper. You can cover for me. That's what partners are for, right, partner? Look, all I care about is that Vicky is with Marius, and I have a feeling she's in big trouble. Even Vicky isn't stupid enough to go after Marius without backup.
Marius: Why are you so tense?
Vicky: Tense? No, I'm just wondering where we're going.
Marius: Relax. We're going to have a wonderful time.
Vicky: At your place?
Marius: Yes, I think you'll like it.
Vicky: Seems an awful long way out.
Marius: But it's a pleasant drive.
Vicky: Must be near the lake.
Marius: Well, actually, I don't live near anything. Here, try your champagne. It's a very rare vintage.
Vicky: Do you make a habit of hijacking your dates?
Marius: No, only the beautiful, dangerous one.
Marius: Listen, I want you to enjoy the weekend. Don't be afraid.
Woman: Excuse me? I'm looking for a friend's boat. I'm not sure I'm on the right dock.
Taylor: John, what are you doing here?
John: This is my boat.
Taylor: Your boat?
Taylor: You're kidding.
John: No, no, I've had this for years.
Taylor: Oh, that's right. You told me you were moving onto your boat.
John: Yeah, it's kind of my home away from home for the time being.
Taylor: Well, that works out pretty well.
John: I guess it does. Come on aboard.
Taylor: Ok, I can only stay a minute, though. My friend's expecting me.
John: Well, maybe I can help you find him.
John: Maybe I can help you find her. What kind of boat does she have?
Taylor: A white catch. It's supposedly the only one in the marina, but I wouldn't know a white catch from a row boat.
John: A white catch. What's her name?
Taylor: Her name?
John: Ellen. Does she have a last name?
Taylor: Last name? I can't do this.
John: You don't have a friend named Ellen with a white catch, do you?
Taylor: Oh, I'm a terrible liar.
John: You just came by to see me, didn't you?
Taylor: I wanted to make sure you were ok.
John: Why didn't you just say that?
Taylor: Because I didn't want you to think that I was --
John: What, a good friend?
Taylor: You're not angry with me?
John: Of course I'm not angry with you. I wish I'd known that you were coming. I'd try to clean the place up a little bit, you know? Maybe I'd have baked you a cake or something.
Taylor: John, I'm sorry about what's going on.
John: Yeah, it's only temporary.
Taylor: I'm sure.
John: Well, how about you? How are you doing?
Taylor: I'm fine -- great.
Taylor: Yeah, I worked a lot this week. I was in till 10:00 last night and back at 7.00 this morning.
John: Yet you found time to come and see me.
Taylor: Well, it was a little selfish, too.
John: How? What do you mean?
Taylor: I love the water. I always had this fantasy of owning my own boat some day. So --
John: Row boat or a catch?
Taylor: What is a catch?
John: Maybe I'll take you on a tour of the marina and I'll show you some of the nicer ones.
John: Unless you are in a hurry.
Taylor: No. No, I'd like to stay for a little while.
Grant: Sharlene, wait, wait.
Sharlene: Grant, I'm in a hurry.
Grant: I didn't know you were coming here. I mean, I could have given you a ride to Tops.
Sharlene: No, no, that's ok.
Grant: But what are you doing here?
Sharlene: I came to meet some friends, and obviously they're not here.
Grant: Oh, I see.
Sharlene: Yeah. I thought you were having dinner with a lobbyist.
Grant: Well, I mean, it was canceled, and so I'm having a drink with Caroline. Why don't you join us, by the way?
Sharlene: No, no, I couldn't, really. This is all a mistake.
Ryan: Grant, have you seen Vicky Hudson?
Grant: Sharlene, wait, wait, wait.
Grant: Damn it. Why don't you forget about that girl for one damn minute?
Ryan: I can't forget about that girl. She's disappeared with Marius Sloan. I thought he might have brought her here. I don't know, he brought her here once before.
Maitre d': Excuse me, sir, may I find you a table?
Ryan: No. Did Marius Sloan make a reservation here for tonight?
Maitre d': Sloan?
Maitre d': What time?
Ryan: I have no idea. Just look up the name, please.
Maitre d': Sloan -- no, there is no Sloan here at any time.
Ryan: Damn. Where could he have taken her?
Grant: Oh, this is just great. This is just great.
Ryan: I don't need this now.
Grant: Your brilliant idea about including Vicky Hudson -- now she and Lucas are both missing.
Man: Yes, sir, Mr. Sloan. Everything is as you asked. Thank you, sir. I'll see you in a couple of minutes.
Daniel: And what are you doing here?
Lucas: Marius told me about his cache of napoleon brandy, Cuban cigars. Nothing like a good of Havana, don't you agree?
Daniel: Mr. Sloan does not like people in his study.
Lucas: I don't care, Danny. What I do care about is getting an answer. Get Marius on the phone. Call him.
Daniel: I just talked to him. He'll be here momentarily.
Lucas: Good, then I'll get my answer.
Daniel: Don't count on it. He's with a lady friend.
Lucas: Oh, anybody I know?
Daniel: It's not your business. Let's go, outside.
Lucas: Danny, I think you should know something about me. I do not like to be ordered around. And I definitely do not like your hands on me, makes me really angry. You don't want to see me really angry.
Vicky: That driveway -- that must have been a mile long.
Marius: I told you I like my privacy.
Vicky: Oh, nice room, very masculine -- masculine furniture.
Marius: Is that good or bad?
Vicky: I don't know. I'll have to sit in it first.
Marius: Yes, please. Make yourself comfortable. This is going to be a very special evening, Victoria.
Marius: Very special.
Jake: Well, I have to tell you that I am very happy for you.
Paulina: You should see what I bought.
Jake: Don't tell me; you bought out the entire store.
Paulina: I had to buy a dress for the party, right? And I found these two dresses that I fell in love with. I couldn't decide between the two of them, and then I realized I could buy them both.
Paulina: So I did, look.
Paulina: What do you think?
Jake: I think it's like its new owner, it's beautiful.
Paulina: You really like it? Good, because you are going to be seeing a lot of it.
Paulina: I am thinking of wearing this one to the party, and I want you to be my escort.
Jake: Paulina, I --
Paulina: What's this? It's Marley's.
Paulina: What's Marley's suitcase doing in your closet?
Jake: Oh, she -- she wanted some place to store that, so I told her she could put it there.
Paulina: Ok, now tell me the real reason.
Jake: That's it.
Paulina: Why does Marley need to store her things in your closet, Jake?
Jake: She doesn't, I just -- she didn't have anywhere --
Paulina: Don't lie to me.
Jake: I'm not lying to you. She wanted a place to store her stuff, so I opened the closet and then let her put it in there with the rest of the things. I mean, I'm not lying to you. Why would you think I'm lying to you? Just relax.
Paulina: I will relax when you tell me what's going on.
Jake: Nothing is going on.
Paulina: You've been lying to me all along.
Jake: No, I have not.
Paulina: Did you tell Marley about us?
Jake: Oh, come -- Paulina --
Paulina: Did you say --
Paulina: You've been playing me for a fool.
Jake: Come on, no one has been playing you --
Paulina: How could you do this to me? Damn it, Jake, you better start explaining.
Marley: I am going back to Jake because I love him. I came here to work things out with him, and that's what I've done.
Michael: Well, I hope so because that's part of what marriage is about, it's about working things out. And if you can work out your difficulties, Marley, you've got a partner for life.
Marley: Yes, I know.
Michael: Does Jake know that?
Marley: Yes, he does. This is what we both want.
Michael: All right, fine.
Michael: Look, what do you want me to say?
Marley: Maybe you could give me your blessing or say that you support what I do or tell me that you know I wouldn't do anything with my life that didn't make me happy.
Michael: So what about Jamie?
Marley: Donna told you about the conversation we had, didn't she?
Michael: Yes, she did.
Marley: That's wonderful.
Michael: She said you might have some feelings for him.
Marley: There is nothing between Jamie and me.
Michael: Ok, fine, I believe that.
Michael: I'd like to tell you a little something, though, you know? Your mother and I have had our problems, but I have always known that she is the only woman in the world for me.
Michael: Can you say the same thing about Jake?
Marley: I'm not going to answer that.
Michael: Why not?
Marley: Because you're not listening to me. You are accusing me --
Michael: I'm not accusing you of anything. Honey, you said to your mother that you thought you might be in love with Jamie.
Marley: And I also told her it would be impossible. Now, we are talking about Jake and me. Can we just stay on that subject, please?
Michael: You know, you are so defensive. If you'd stop being so defensive, maybe you'd understand that I am on your side. I just want to make sure that you're being honest with yourself, that's all.
Marley: I know. I'm sorry. I'm trying, I really am trying.
Michael: Ok, good. That's all I wanted.
Marley: I'm going to go have dinner with Jake.
Michael: Before you go, I got one little favor to ask.
Michael: Well, it seems like all we do as a family lately is argue, and I was wondering if maybe you'd like to come back to the apartment with me and have a little peaceful drink, just the three of us, please?
Marley: Peaceful drink with Donna. We'll try it.
Michael: Come on.
Grant: Where could he have taken her?
Ryan: That's what I'm going to find out. Look, I need your help. I want you to find out if Marius Sloan paid with a credit card, and find out if he left a telephone number or an address with his reservations.
Maitre d': I'll take care of it, Officer.
Ryan: I'm going to go make some phone calls.
Grant: All right. Caroline. Listen, I'm sorry. I'm not going to be able to stay for dinner. Something has just come up, all right?
Caroline: Oh, what a shame.
Grant: I want you to take this for the drinks, would you?
Caroline: Oh, Grant. I saw you talking with Sharlene. I hope you realize that she is a friend of mine. She wasn't upset seeing the two of us together?
Grant: No, of course not. Why should she be? Listen, I want to see you. I want to see you soon, all right?
Caroline: Yeah, well, I'll be around.
Caroline: Stafford's in the phone book, two F's.
Grant: Two F's. Ok.
Ryan: Yeah, thanks. I'm going to talk to him later. Look, I've got to get going.
Ryan: Look, I can't go now. I just saw Vicky. I've got to catch her.
Marius: After this, I'll only have one bottle left, but then, all good things come to an end, don't they?
Vicky: Why did you lock the door?
Marius: I don't want us to be disturbed.
Vicky: And who would do that?
Marius: Till dinner of course. I've ordered us chateaubriand, medium. Although it strikes me now you're probably the rare type.
Vicky: Oh, I'm not very hungry.
Marius: Well, if red meat isn't your taste, I can get the cook to fix you something else, anything.
Vicky: Oh, no. I'll probably be hungry later. In the meantime, may I use the phone? I just have to get in touch with my sitter, check up on my son.
Marius: You're a mother?
Vicky: Yes, the most beautiful boy you could ever meet.
Marius: I don't doubt that. But isn't it odd for you to be in this line of work with a child?
Vicky: Line of work?
Marius: Oh, I know all about you, Victoria.
Vicky: You do?
Marius: You're a reporter, aren't you?
Marius: You're not a reporter?
Vicky: Well, I wouldn't call myself a reporter, more of -- a dilettante. I've only been published twice.
Vicky: Hope to die.
Marius: Well, you haven't been seeing me to write a story?
Vicky: Are you kidding?
Marius: Must be your father then.
Vicky: My father?
Marius: Yeah, I know Michael Hudson very well.
Vicky: You do?
Marius: You wouldn't be working for the club, too, would you?
Michael: Honey? Rats, she must still be shopping.
Marley: Stores are open late tonight maybe.
Michael: Yeah, well, I didn't want to -- I don't want to invite you over for nothing. I mean -- Donna?
Marley: It's ok. She's not here, thank goodness.
Michael: Ok, well, I'll tell you what, why don't you stay for dinner, all right? And you can invite Jake.
Michael: Why not?
Marley: Because it's a rotten idea, that's why not.
Michael: Sitting down and having a civilized dinner, that's a rotten idea?
Marley: I love you for the thought, but it just won't work.
Michael: Now who's not giving it a chance?
Marley: I would really like an evening alone with Jake.
Michael: All right, ok. Well, that I understand.
Marley: Are you hurt?
Michael: Am I hurt? Yes, I'm totally devastated, but I think I'll survive.
Marley: I thought you might be.
Michael: Why don't you go and have your dinner and --
Michael: Where are you going to go?
Marley: Paradise. Well, actually, I think I'm going to pick up the food and surprise him at the loft.
Ryan: Listen, I need to talk --
Marley: Hello, Ryan, nice to see you again.
Ryan: I can't believe it. I followed the wrong sister.
Marley: Is something wrong?
Ryan: Listen, have either of you heard from Vicky? Do you know where she might be?
Marley: Do you know who this is?
Michael: Well, I don't know who you are either, but I would like to know just what the hell you're doing following my daughter.
Vicky: Do I look like the type who would work for the club?
Marius: Your father doesn't look the part either, that's what made him so effective.
Vicky: I can't keep secrets. I can't even hide birthday presents for my son let alone be involved in national security.
Marius: You protest too much, Victoria.
Vicky: I protest because you couldn't be more wrong. I am flattered, though, that you checked into my background so thoroughly. Does that mean you care?
Marius: Very much. I only wish you'd been more honest with me from the beginning.
Vicky: Now, why would a woman talk about her father on the first date?
Marius: I suppose you have a point.
Vicky: Marius, I'm not a Daddy's girl if that's what you're worried about.
Marius: Well, I'm not one to worry about anything. Excuse me.
Marius: Anna? Yeah, an idea about the Chateaubriand. I think Béarnaise instead. And the Boucatier, it has to be al dente. Uh-huh. You're not drinking your champagne.
Vicky: Oh, this may seem like something out of a Doris Day movie, but the bubbles tickle my nose. They don't tickle your nose?
[Knock on door]
Vicky: Very interesting.
Marius: Who is it?
Marius: Who is it?! I don't wish to be --
Lucas: I've had it with waiting, Marius. No more stalling. I want an answer tonight.
Marius: You must know Victoria Hudson.
Jake: Paulina you are way off base.
Man: They sure are loud, huh?
Jamie: Excuse me, does this happen a lot? I mean, with her.
Man: I'll tell you one thing.
Jamie: What's that?
Man: That McKinnon, he doesn't pay his rent. The landlord wants him evicted.
Jake: Shut up for a second. Look at me. Ok, I haven't told Marley, but it's not what you think.
Paulina: Not what I think --
Jake: Marley is the one I've been using.
Jake: It's the truth. I've been using Marley so that I don't become too involved with you.
Paulina: Jake --
Jake: Paulina... it's not easy for me to make a commitment. And I'm telling you, you are like no other woman I have ever met in my entire life. That scares me.
Paulina: Jake, just tell me the truth, ok?
Jake: I swear. I swear.
Paulina: I don't understand you.
Jake: Yes, you do. You understand. Paulina -- we're two of a kind. I'm crazy about you.
Jake: Hey. Hey.
Jake: What the hell are you doing here?
Jamie: Actually, I came to talk to Paulina.
Paulina: About what?
Jamie: This. I had a feeling something was --
Jake: It's not what you --
Jamie: It's exactly what I thought, Jake! All I want to know is when were you planning on mentioning this little complication to Marley?
Jake: You son of a --
Paulina: Jake! Jake, don't!
Jake: You keep pushing, Jamie! You keep pushing!
Paulina: Jamie, listen to me. It's not what you think. Jake isn't trying to hurt anybody. He just needed time to break it to Marley gently, that's all.
Jamie: Oh, no kidding. How very thoughtful of you, Jake.
Paulina: Jake, this is getting out of hand. You have to tell Marley the truth.
Jamie: Sounds fair to me.
Jake: Bust in here like you own the place, Jamie?
Jamie: Change the subject, Jake?
Jake: Tell you something. No one's going to say anything to Marley, no one! Think, Jamie.
Jamie: Let him go, Paulina. You and I have to talk.
Lucas: Yes, Miss Hudson and I are acquaintances.
Lucas: Nice seeing you again.
Vicky: Yes, it's a pleasant surprise.
Marius: I'm sure it must be.
Lucas: And I'm interrupting your dinner, aren't I?
Marius: Yes, as a matter of fact, you are.
Lucas: Well, I need an answer.
Marius: Lucas, this gets tiresome.
Lucas: For both of us.
Marius: All right, maybe I can arrange something. My apologies, Vicky. I'll be right back.
Vicky: What the hell is going on here?
Lucas: Have you been out to the house before?
Vicky: No, actually, this is my first time.
Lucas: Lovely, isn't it?
Vicky: Yes, lovely.
Lucas: Marius is a first-rate chef.
Vicky: Do you know something? I am really looking forward to dinner.
Lucas: Really? Well, he really knows how to live, doesn't he?
Vicky: Yes, he's a charming man.
Lucas: Have you known him long?
Vicky: No. We met at a charity function just a few weeks ago, so we've only seen each other a couple of times -- actually, this is our second time.
Lucas: Oh, I see, I see.
Marius: Good news, Lucas.
Lucas: You have my answer?
Marius: I will later tonight. These business matters can get quite complicated.
Lucas: Later tonight then?
Marius: I guarantee it. And now if you'll excuse us?
Lucas: Certainly. Vicky.
Marius: Close the doors on the way out. Lucas won't be bothering us again.
Taylor: Were you born handy or did you have to work at it?
John: Probably a little bit of both. Actually, my Dad was a good handyman.
Taylor: Am I finished?
John: Yeah. You're done for the moment. You know, I've been giving a lot of thought to what you do.
Taylor: You think so?
John: Yeah, I really do. I mean, in my case, I see a patient, I make a diagnosis, and then I try to treat the patient based on that diagnosis. You see a patient, you make a diagnosis, and then you have to teach the patient to treat himself. There's an incredible responsibility there.
Taylor: I don't always succeed.
John: I don't know, a lot of people think that you're doing pretty good work. You must be doing something right.
Taylor: Thank you. Thank you for saying that. You know, a lot of people, they think psychiatrists aren't real doctors.
John: Is that still common?
John: What a bunch of garbage.
Taylor: Yeah, I think so, too.
John: You have a huge responsibility.
Taylor: It's not easy feeling so powerful in people's lives. See, the transference that takes place between an analyst and a patient -- sometimes you just pray you're making the right choice.
John: What makes it so difficult?
Taylor: Trying not to cross the line, letting your feelings get involved.
John: Have you ever made any big mistakes?
Taylor: No, not yet anyway.
[Soft music playing on radio]
[Radio static and musical snippets
[Soft pop rock playing]
Grant: The music you like.
Grant: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
Sharlene: Why did you come out here?
Grant: Because you seemed so upset when you left Tops.
Sharlene: No, I wasn't upset.
Grant: But you ran out of there so quickly.
Sharlene: I was in a hurry.
Grant: Come on, Sharlene. I mean, you're all dressed up, you came down with the intention of seeing me, am I
Sharlene: I was lonely when you left, I'll admit that.
Grant: Well, so you did come down to find me?
Sharlene: Well, a voice in me said, "don't sit around and mope."
Grant: But that's -- I'm glad. I'm glad.
Sharlene: "Get out, go look for him. " I kept hearing those words.
Grant: So you mustered up the courage to come back down to Tops, and then you saw me sitting with Caroline, huh?
Sharlene: Look, Grant, you can be with Caroline or whoever you like. It's none of my business.
Grant: Now, listen, maybe you felt jealous, maybe?
Sharlene: Wow. You've really got some ego, don't you?
Grant: It's ok to admit it.
Sharlene: I won't admit anything.
Grant: Sharlene, look at me. The truth is, you seeing me with somebody else -- I mean, it hurts, but I think what's happening is that you're being able to accept your feelings for me. Am I right?
Ryan: No, she's not in any trouble.
Michael: Well, something is obviously not right here.
Ryan: It's probably me. I had an appointment with Vicky, and now I can't find her. I must have screwed up the time or something.
Marley: Oh, well, I'll let the two of you sort it out. Bye.
Michael: Bye, honey.
Marley: Nice to see you again, Ryan.
Michael: I think you better come in here and have a talk with me. I want some straight answers. I want to know what's going on. You're a cop, aren't you?
Ryan: And you're very good. I understand why the club was upset to lose you.
Michael: What club?
Ryan: The same club that tried to recruit me. Will Parsons and I had lunch. I imagine you know him.
Michael: Yeah, I know Will. Why don't you tell me about my daughter?
Ryan: Have you been keeping up on the Lucas case?
Michael: What the hell has she got to do with that?
Ryan: She decided to do a story on Marius Sloan, and she started investigating him, and --
Michael: What do you mean?
Ryan: I started investigating him, too.
Michael: Wait a minute, why don't you tell me about what Vicky's doing?
Ryan: She's been -- she's been seeing him.
Ryan: She's going out with him. I don't know, I tried to talk some sense into her, but once she gets something into her head, there's --
Michael: Why didn't you stop her?!
Ryan: Have you ever tried to stop her?
Michael: That's not the point. I mean, she is involved -- she's an amateur. I wouldn't have let her get within a mile of that murderer. How could you let her do that? What was going on in your head?
Marius: Have you tasted the Béarnaise?
Vicky: Oh, yes, it's wonderful. Everything is wonderful.
Marius: Then why aren't you eating it?
Vicky: It's just my headache.
Marius: Poor darling.
Vicky: Yeah, I think it might be better if you would just call me a car and maybe I could go home.
Marius: Let me try something.
Marius: Marius' headache remedy. It's better than any pill. You're so tense. No wonder your head aches.
Vicky: Yeah, that's why I think it might be better if I just go home.
Marius: No, Victoria, you're not going home tonight. We're going to get rid of your headache, and then we're going to make you very comfortable.
Vicky: Ok, let's stop playing the games. You don't really like me. I am obviously not feeling well. Why would you want to keep me here?
Marius: Well, I think that's fairly obvious.
Vicky: If your car is not available, I'll get myself a cab.
Marius: You're wrong, Victoria. I do like you. It's just that I don't trust you. And it's been my experience to keep the ones you don't trust nearby.
Marius: Yes? Are you sure? No, I understand -- I understand! Damn it. You'll have to excuse me.
Vicky: Ryan, please be there.
Taylor: Ok, I think if I just can lift it up -- ugh. I guess I didn't help very much, did I?
John: Well, it's all right. You meant well. Here.
Taylor: Ok. You mean you could have done this brilliant job without me?
John: Oh, I would think in probably half the time.
Taylor: Ooh, a low blow.
John: It's all right, Taylor. I know that you meant well, really, really.
Taylor: I felt I owed you one after you fixed my front porch.
John: I'm not talking about carpentry.
John: I really don't know what I would have done without you these past couple of months.
Taylor: I think you would have managed. I mean, you're a pretty brave guy.
John: I don't know.
Taylor: I do. I admire you a lot, John.
John: Glad you came here.
Taylor: So am I. I think I should go.
John: Yeah. Wouldn't want to do anything that might jeopardize your relationship with Sharlene. Or our friendship.
Taylor: Neither would I.
Grant: I've been waiting for this for so long. Sharlene is beginning to feel what Sharly was feeling.
Sharlene: Are you seeing Caroline?
Sharlene: I pushed you to her, I know, telling you about myself.
Sharlene: I don't blame you. I'm not the kind of person you should be seen with.
Grant: Now, that's not true at all.
Sharlene: Then why were the two of you laughing? Why were you kissing her hand?
Grant: I'm just trying to live up to my -- to my promise to you. You said we had no future, that I should date other women.
Sharlene: Has it been working?
Grant: You know it hasn't.
Sharlene: You two looked very close.
Grant: It meant nothing. On the other hand, what we had --
Grant: It was better.
Sharlene: What are you doing?
Vicky: [Whispering] You're the police operator, right? Well, then you must know where to reach him. Listen, you -- don't give me the runaround. This is a matter of life and death. I don't have a few minutes. Yes, I'll hold. What else can I do?
Ryan: Before I knew what was happening, she had contacted Marius.
Michael: It is your job to know what's happening.
Ryan: Look, I'm not here to excuse myself. I'm just worried that Marius has got her.
Michael: Well, I think that's a foregone conclusion that Marius has got her. He probably saw right through her the moment she walked in the door.
Ryan: Well, then where do you think he took her?
Michael: How the hell should I know where he took her? I can't believe it. My own daughter went after the man who tried to murder me.
Ryan: Listen, I'm not trying to -- going to explain your daughter to you because she's a complete mystery to me.
Michael: Now, where would Marius have taken her? Marius changes states the way most people change clothes.
Vicky: What do you mean it's busy? Well, are you sure you had the right reference number? I am running out of time.
Michael: Hey, what are you doing?
Ryan: I gave the office this number. I've got to keep this line free. Do you have another one?
Michael: Yes, I have one in my office.
Ryan: Vicky, where are you?
Vicky: I have never been so happy to hear somebody's voice in my entire life.
Ryan: Tell me where you are.
Vicky: I'm at some big country house. Marius is acting really weird.
Ryan: You're with Marius.
Vicky: Yeah, I'm in his house, and he locked me in his study. He told me that he didn't trust me.
Ryan: Ok, now, tell me where you're at.
Vicky: I don't really know. All I did was time how long it took to get out here. It took 28 minutes about.
Ryan: What kind of road were you on?
Vicky: He's got all of the windows tinted. I don't know, I think it was kind of a main road, kind of like a highway.
Ryan: So you were moving pretty fast?
Vicky: Yeah, I think -- we were going like 60 miles an hour or more maybe.
Ryan: Then what?
Vicky: Then we slowed down to about 30 miles an hour, and I think we got off the main road and on to a country road because it curved a lot.
Ryan: So, after you got off this country road, is that when you saw the house?
Vicky: Yeah, but there's a really long driveway. It's like a mile long. Marius said he needed it because of privacy.
Ryan: Describe the house itself.
Vicky: It's huge, kind of English. There is a butler at the front door, and he's a real jerk. And there are servants running around, like two, maybe more.
Ryan: You can count on that.
Vicky: Oh, I almost forgot the most important thing. Lucas is here, too.
[Base of phone clangs]
Marius: Not a very clever move for such a clever girl. I'm afraid that phone call was a fatal mistake, darling.
Ryan: It was cut off. Either she heard someone coming -- What's this?
Michael: I have a feeling that Marius let her make that call because he wanted to see who she was going to call, all right? This is a map of the county. Now, if 28 minutes, 60 miles an hour -- that's 30 miles or so. So she is somewhere in this radius right there.
Ryan: That's a large territory to cover. Wait, she said that the house was English on the outside?
Michael: Yeah, Tudor, right? Great, Tudor.
Ryan: What are you doing now?
Michael: I'm calling a real estate agent I used to sell some property a few years ago.
Michael: Yeah, she's an expert on all the estates in the area. I think she should know exactly what we're looking for. Hello, Elizabeth. Look, this is Michael Hudson. I need some help. We are trying to find a Tudor mansion somewhere within let's say a 30-mile radius of Bay City. I'll tell you -- no, I don't know that either. I'm going to give you to someone who might know, though. He'll give you all the information, ok? Please, give us all the help you can. Thank you.
Michael: Oh, not now, please.
Jake: Hey, Michael.
Michael: What do you want?
Jake: I'm looking for Marley. She was supposed to meet me at Paradise, but she didn't show.
Michael: Well, I tell you what, you must have just missed her because she went to surprise you, I think, at the loft.
Jamie: Jake's been lying to you all along, Paulina, and Marley, too.
Paulina: Why should I believe you?
Jamie: I know you don't want to, but Jake told Marley he wants to reconcile, and that's a fact. She's planning on moving in here.
Paulina: I did find a suitcase of hers in the closet, but Jake told me he was just storing it for her. But if he's still in love with Marley, why would he come on to me?
Paulina: Oh, God.
Marley: Where -- where's Jake? What's the matter?
Jamie: Look, I think I should talk to Marley alone.
Marley: What's wrong with Paulina?
Jamie: I think maybe you better talk to Jake.
Marley: About what? Jake's not here. Tell me what happened. Jamie?
Jamie: Marley, Paulina just found out that you're moving in with Jake.
Marley: So what? Why should that bother her?
Jamie: Think about it.
Marley: I don't want to think about it! You tell me what is going on.
Jamie: I'm not the one who's causing trouble, ok? You want to know what's going on --
Marley: Yes, I do.
Jamie: I'll tell you. Jake has been having an affair with Paulina.
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