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Another World Transcript Monday 8/28/06

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Jake: Where did this come from?

Marley: What?

Jake: This storm. A couple of minutes ago, it was moonlight and stars.

Marley: It's getting closer.

Jake: I remember you used to love storms -- jump in bed, pull the covers over your head.

Marley: And we'd listen to the raindrops fall on the window. I still do that.

Jake: Well, then my plan is a success.

Marley: What plan?

Jake: I ordered this storm, this atmosphere. Fortunately, it showed up a little early. I didn't -- I didn't get your answer.

Jake: Marley, will you marry me?

Marley: Yes.

Jake: Yes?

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Then what are we doing standing here? Let's go out and celebrate!

Marley: Jake, it's pouring outside.

Jake: Who cares? You have just made me the happiest man in the world.

Matt: Whoa, whoa! Quick, quick. There.

Olivia: Oh! That was sudden.

Matt: Boy, there was no warning on the radio at all.

Olivia: I know.

Matt: It's supposed to be cool and clear.

Olivia: Look at you. You're shivering.

Matt: Let me go get us some towels.

Olivia: Well, hang on. Why don't you let me warm you up first?

Matt: Now, Olivia, I'm still not sure about this.

Olivia: Well, then why does it feel so good?

Matt: Olivia.

Olivia: We need to -- to be alone.

Matt: Yeah, I -- I think we should slow things down a little.

Olivia: Why don't we go -- why don't we go to the studio? No one will interrupt us there.

Amanda: What the hell is going on?

[Thunder crashing]

Vicky: It's thunder, Vicky. It's just thunder. You're fine. You're perfectly safe.

[Phone rings]

Vicky: Please be Ryan. Hello? Hello?! Hello? All right, just work. Just get back to work. Just dive into your work.

[Thunder crashes]

Vicky: Go on. Don't do this. All right, that's it. I'm out of here. Oh! It's you.

Ryan: Me.

Vicky: What are you doing back here?

Ryan: Well, I was watching across the street from my car. I saw the lights go out. I wanted to make sure you're ok.

Vicky: What, are you kidding? I mean, I love storms. I love the thunder. I'm great.

Ryan: So where were you going?

Vicky: Um, I was just going for a drive.

Ryan: In this weather?

Vicky: Well, I'm out of milk.

Ryan: Yeah, a likely story.

Vicky: All right, I'm not out of milk. I kind of, uh, don't like storms, but really I'm fine now, so you can go back to your car.

Ryan: Ok, well, while I'm here at least I'll check on the fuses, ok?

Vicky: Oh, yeah, watch the papers. Yeah, it's in the kitchen. There. What, are you good with electricity?

Ryan: Well, just a little bit.

Vicky: Oh.

Ryan: Listen, I hope you can save everything on the -- all the work you were doing on your computer.

Vicky: Oh, I don't know. I feel like I've been jinxed lately. I mean, I get kidnapped by Marius and then I meet you and, uh --

Ryan: Well, the lightning did a real job on your conductors.

Vicky: My conductors? What are my conductors?

Ryan: It's a little hard to explain.

Vicky: Oh.

Ryan: Listen, I know a terrific electrician. He's the best in the business. Give him a call in the morning.

Vicky: Yeah, ok, I will. Thanks.

Ryan: So, you ok?

Vicky: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Ryan: So, I can go now?

Vicky: Now?

Ryan: Unless you want me to wait.

Vicky: Oh, no, I want you to do whatever you want to do.

Ryan: I want to do what you want me to do.

Vicky: Well, I want you to go.

Ryan: Ok.

[Thunder crashes]

Vicky: No, maybe not quite yet, because, um, thunder kind of gets to me a little bit. Could you wait until it's over?

Ryan: Better get some candles then.

Vicky: Yeah.

Sam: I want to tell you my side of the story. I want you to know what really happened with Amanda.

Jamie: Really happened? I don't think I'll ever know what really happened.

Sam: Hear me out here, would you?

Jamie: Amanda told me that you came back to town to try to prove your innocence.

Sam: I'm not going to try. I'm going to do it.

Jamie: Amanda doesn't believe a word you say.

Sam: I know she doesn't. That's why it's so important for me to have at least one member of the family know what really happened.

Jamie: Your version of it?

Sam: I'm not lying, Jamie.

Jamie: Sam, if you think I'm going to be able to change Amanda's mind --

Sam: All I'm asking is that you listen to me.

Jamie: Have you talked to any one else in the family?

Sam: Matt won't give me the time of day.

Jamie: How about my Mom?

Sam: Your Mom, she saw what Amanda went through, so she can't help but blame me. You're my only hope, Jamie.

Jamie: Ok, I'll listen.

Sam: All right. I'll make this as short as I can, but most of it has got to do with Evan. Looks like I struck a nerve there.

Jamie: Sam, I'm not saying I'm going to buy what you have to say. But we do have one thing in common. I don't trust Evan Bates any more than you do.

Amanda: Are you out of your mind?

Matt: Lower your voice please.

Amanda: How can you let that girl in this house, much less stand there and kiss her?

Matt: It's none of your damn business, Amanda.

Amanda: She used you to get into this house to help Sam.

Matt: And she's sorry.

Amanda: And how do you know that?

Matt: Because she told me, Amanda.

Amanda: She is a phony, Matt. Don't you see that? There isn't a sincere bone in her body.

Matt: You don't even know her.

Amanda: I know that she used you and she will continue to use you because I can see that you are falling for her act --

Matt: Ok, that's enough, ok? That's enough. It's my life. My life, right? That's what you always say.

Amanda: You are falling for her, aren't you? You are making a big mistake.

Matt: Hey, some people would say the same thing about you and Evan.

Amanda: Well, they would be wrong.

Matt: Fine. I respect your decision, you respect mine. Back off.

Olivia: Are you surprised to see me with Matthew?

Evan: No, I just thought you were more interested in Sam, that's all.

Olivia: Not anymore.

Evan: That's all of a sudden.

Olivia: I know what I'm doing.

Evan: It's funny, I always thought you and Sam made a perfect match. I'd hate to see you lose Sam.

Olivia: You don't give a damn about me. You just want me to be with Sam so he'll stay away from Amanda.

Evan: See what she's doing.

Olivia: Which is not going to happen because I couldn't care less what Sam does anymore and that includes going back to his wife, which could very well happen, if I tell him what I discovered... if I tell him how you and the insurance salesman forged the policy on Amanda's life. Ah, poor Evan, you've lost your power over me, and all because you're afraid that I just might tell Sam the truth.

Iris: Your suitcase is packed except for a few things I sent to the cleaners. They'll be delivered to you later.

Lucas: Thank you for letting me come by.

Iris: No trouble.

Lucas: Listen, Iris, could we have a cup of coffee or something?

Iris: Lucas, I can't see any reason to drag this out any longer.

Lucas: Why, I'd like to explain.

Iris: No explanations necessary.

Lucas: Iris, I want you to understand --

Iris: Oh, please, Lucas. I'm not some silly schoolgirl. This scene is not unfamiliar to me -- packed suitcase, the sad good-bye. The only difference is that usually I'm the one with the suitcase.

Lucas: Well, I do want you to know that I'm sorry.

Iris: Please, no apologies. You used me and now you are leaving. Ciao, baby.

Evan: Are you going to speak to Sam?

Olivia: I might. Matthew? There you are. Should we go for that walk we were talking about?

Amanda: Matthew, I could really use your help to bring some of my stuff downstairs.

Matt: Evan's arm broken? I'll see you later. Come on.

Amanda: Why is he doing this?

Evan: Beats me.

Amanda: He's not even over Josie yet, and going out with Olivia is just --

Evan: Amanda, it's a bad move on his part, I agree.

Amanda: I just wish that he would find someone that is right for him for a change. I wish he could be as happy as I am. What's wrong? Did Olivia say something to you?

Olivia: Oh, hey.

Matt: There you go.

Olivia: Thank you.

Matt: Look at this. Hanging off a little bit.

Olivia: Here. Ahem. Why does your sister hate me so much?

Matt: Can we not talk about that right now, ok?

Olivia: Evan, too, that look on his face. I'm going to have to speak to Sam.

Matt: What?

Olivia: Oh, nothing.

Matt: Olivia, you just said something about Sam.

Olivia: No, no more. I will not say one more word about him or Evan or Amanda. I want to just forget about everything and everybody and just concentrate on us. We're here, we're alone. That's the way I want it. Isn't that what you want, too?

Jamie: So, you are saying that Evan set you up?

Sam: Forged my signature, messed with Amanda's brakes, among other things. I mean, the list goes on. This guy has got a master plan going and it's working.

Jamie: Amazing.

Sam: What?

Jamie: Evan. How could he do all that?

Sam: So you believe me then?

Jamie: You're very convincing.

Sam: Well, I haven't been able to convince hardly anyone, almost anyone.

Jamie: I'd certainly believe you over Evan, not that that's going to do you much good.

Sam: I know that.

Jamie: Sam, Amanda is believing everything Evan said.

Sam: I know that, that's why --

Jamie: No, I do believe you, ok? I'm talking about Amanda.

Sam: Right.

Jamie: So you've got your work cut out for you, my friend.

Sam: I know that. That's why I stayed away so long. I needed to think. And I'm going to make Amanda see the truth. It's just going to take some time.

Jamie: You don't have time.

Sam: What do you mean?

Jamie: I don't know how to tell you this, but Amanda has more or less moved in with Evan.

Sam: What?

Jamie: I'm sorry, Sam.

Sam: She wouldn't move -- she wouldn't do that.

Jamie: You're still in love with her?

Sam: No, I'm not, but she has to know the truth. Moved in with Evan?

Jamie: Why does that surprise you so much?

Sam: Because -- because Evan is nothing more than a criminal. Why can't she see that? Damn it, I mean, she refuses to see that!

Lucas: Used you?

Iris: Well, isn't that what men and women do, use each other?

Lucas: Don't cheapen it, Iris.

Iris: What's to cheapen, sweetie? I mean, what was it worth to you, hmm?

Lucas: Ok, look, I know you were hurt.

Iris: You know nothing about me.

Lucas: Ok, ok, whatever you say.

Iris: Ok, I say it was great fun, but it was just one of those things.

Lucas: Don't, Iris!

Iris: Ok, all right, well, what was it worth to you?

Lucas: All right, look, maybe what we had was --

Iris: Was an arrangement that worked very well for a while -- two outcasts who were very attracted to each other on every level except emotionally.

Lucas: That's not true.

Iris: Lucas, we were never really, really close to each other. I mean, even our lovemaking was more like two people using each other. It wasn't -- well, it was enormously satisfying, I'll give you that, but we didn't ever really make love.

Lucas: Go on, talk as tough as you want.

Iris: Just saying it like it was.

Lucas: Have it your way.

Iris: Why not? You've been having it your way.

Lucas: All right, Iris, maybe what we had was -- was an arrangement.

Iris: That was wonderfully convenient, yes.

Lucas: It should have been more.

Iris: Well, if there isn't anything else --

Lucas: There is.

Iris: Oh yeah, that's right, Fanny Grady from Gold Street.

Lucas: Yes.

Iris: I take it Mitch is no longer an impediment.

Lucas: Iris, I loved Fanny.

Iris: Oh, please don't. I know the story and really I'm not very impressed.

Lucas: I'm not trying to impress you.

Iris: You know Felicia is not Fanny Grady anymore. She is not the sweet 16-year-old you remember her to be. She's changed, you both have.

Lucas: I know that.

Iris: Well, you can try and turn back the clock. Lord knows, I suppose most of us try it one time or another, but I just have this feeling that Felicia is not going to turn it back with you.

Lucas: That's not true, Iris.

Iris: I think it is. I think Felicia is very settled in her life and it's a very narrow existence. I don't think there is room for you in it. You know, you know what you remind me of? You remind me of a little boy outside a candy shop with his nose pressed up against the window pane. You're on the outside looking in. How does that feel?

Ryan: There, that's better.

Vicky: Yeah, yeah, it's great.

Vicky: I'll see you.

Ryan: Wait, where are you going?

Vicky: I'm going to go to my bedroom. You can stay here. You will stay here, won't you?

Ryan: No, now, wait a minute.

Vicky: I just kind of want to be alone, if you don't mind.

Ryan: No, I do mind, damn it. I came here to protect you and you're acting as if I'm a guest that came to dinner that won't leave.

Vicky: Don't be paranoid.

Ryan: You're so concerned about having the last word. You're really concerned about the fact that I'm going to try and pull something over on you. You are the most suspicious woman -- no, the most suspicious person -- I have ever met.

Vicky: Well, maybe I have a right to be.

Ryan: Oh, oh, that's right. I forgot. Vicky Hudson's had such a rough life. Oh, yeah, that's right. Ah, just being beautiful and rich and having a wonderful child, and having two loving parents, well, that doesn't necessarily make for a great life now, right, does it?

Vicky: Right.

Ryan: Come on, give me a break.

Vicky: No, why don't you give me a break. Don't stand there and tell me what my life is like. Don't make me out to be some spoiled brat who doesn't appreciate what I have because that's not what I am.

Ryan: Why don't you tell me what you are. I'd really like to know.

Vicky: Would you? Well, you really have a funny way of showing it.

Ryan: Why don't you trust anyone, Vicky? You tell me that.

Vicky: You really want to know?

Ryan: Trust me.

Evan: What could Olivia say that would ever interest me?

Amanda: I don't know, but you seem upset.

Evan: No, I was just thinking about Olivia being with Matt, that's all.

Amanda: Come on, Evan, I know you. You wouldn't be this upset over Matthew and Olivia.

Evan: Actually, I was thinking about what you said earlier.

Amanda: I said a lot of things earlier.

Evan: No, about us.

Amanda: You mean about it being -- things being so good?

Evan: No, it's just that I don't think I could live up to your expectations, that's all.

Amanda: Evan, look, when I think of how long we waited -- how even when I knew things were over with Sam, I still didn't have the guts to come to you, that scares me.

Evan: Why?

Amanda: Because I could have lost you. That would have been terrible. I'll never find anybody as right for me as you.

Evan: You're not going to lose me. Come on, stop.

Amanda: Well, you better mean that.

Evan: I do, but I just -- there's something I want to tell you. I don't want you to think that I'm more than I am or something.

Amanda: Well, perfect for me.

Evan: Yeah, but I mean, I've made a lot of mistakes in my life.

Amanda: Oh, that's disappointing. I have never made a mistake. I'm perfect.

Evan: Amanda, I'm being serious with you.

Amanda: You're being too serious. Come on, lighten up.

Evan: Well, then let me finish what I'm saying.

Amanda: Give me a kiss.

Evan: Let me finish what I'm saying.

Amanda: I'm listening.

Evan: Since I have met you, I have made a lot of mistakes, I have done a lot of strange things, but one thing has been true through it all.

Amanda: This better be good.

Evan: Now, I love you more than anything, so no matter what happens, I want you to always, always know that. Ok?

Sam: That's great, isn't it?

Jamie: What?

Sam: Jake and Marley. They've had so many problems, but it looks like they found a way back to each other.

Jamie: Look, I have to check my messages.

Sam: Yeah, I should get going, too.

Jamie: I'll be seeing you, Sam.

Sam: Jamie, wait. Thank you for listening.

Jamie: I just want the best for my sister.

Sam: Waiter.

Waiter: Yes, sir?

Sam: Do you see this couple over here? Send them a bottle of your very best champagne.

Waiter: Oh, that's not my table.

Sam: Make that your very, very best.

Waiter: Right away, sir.

Sam: Thank you.

Jake: Marley. Marley.

Marley: What? What's wrong?

Jake: It's Jamie, huh?

Marley: Oh, I wish we hadn't run into him.

Jake: Bay City is a small place. I have no intention of spending the rest of my life ducking Dr. Frame.

Marley: I don't want you to duck him. I don't.

Jake: It's ok. He is leaving, relax. So, what look good on the menu?

Marley: I don't want to order. Let's talk.

Jake: About what?

Marley: Us.

Jake: My favorite subject. You go first.

Marley: No, you go first.

Jake: Ok. When do we set the date?

Marley: The wedding date?

Jake: Mm-hmm. It's up to you. The sooner the better, though, because I want to have the kind of wedding you deserve, not the justice of the peace kind like last time.

Marley: No, no, no. I don't want anything fancy.

Jake: Maybe I want something fancy, the best for the best.

Marley: Why don't we just have a small gathering? Small.

Jake: Small?

Marley: Yeah.

Jake: Why don't we have a big gathering so I can show everybody in bay city how much I love you?

Marley: All right, we'll see.

Jake: All I want to do is make you happy. Are you a mind reader? How did you know I was just going to order that?

Waiter: It's a gift, sir.

Jake: A gift from who?

Waiter: The gentleman at the bar.

Marley: My. Well! What do you think of that?

Jake: Nice.

Marley: It was a very nice gesture, don't you think?

Jake: It's a gesture.

Marley: Jake.

Jake: I think I -- I think I should thank him.

Marley: Why?

Jake: Well, he's leaving, come on.

Marley: No, Jake, we don't --

Jake: He was nice. I'm going to be nice.

Jake: Jamie, I would like to thank you.

Jamie: For what?

Jake: For sending over the champagne. It couldn't have come at a better time. I just proposed to Marley.

Jamie: Engaged?

Jake: You're the first to know.

Jamie: There must be some mistake.

Jake: No, I asked her to marry me and she said yes.

Jamie: I'm talking about the champagne. It didn't come from me.

Jake: It didn't?

Jamie: Sam must have sent it over.

Marley: Sam?

Jamie: Yes, I was having a drink with him. He was very happy to see you both together.

Jake: And you are not?

Jamie: I definitely wouldn't have sent champagne. I don't believe congratulations are in order.

Jake: Guess I had it wrong.

Jamie: Dead wrong. Marley.

Marley: Yes?

Jamie: I won't be at the clinic tomorrow, so if you want to come by and pick up your personal things --

Marley: Yes, tomorrow would be fine.

Jake: Wait a minute, what's going on?

Marley: Jamie and I spoke this afternoon and decided that I won't be working at the clinic any longer.

Jake: Won't you miss your work?

Marley: No, I really don't want to talk about it right now, ok?

Jake: Then we won't talk about it.

Marley: Actually, I'm kind of tired. Want to take me home?

Jake: Why don't I go get your coat?

Marley: Ok, thanks.

Jamie: I hope you're happy, Marley.

Marley: I will be.

Matt: Olivia.

Olivia: What? What, what?

Matt: Are you sure about this?

Olivia: Yes, yes you know I am.

Matt: Ok, well I want you to know it'll be safe.

Olivia: I trust you.

Matt: Wait, wait.

Matt: You ok?

Olivia: Yes, I'm fine.

Matt: Olivia, if this isn't what you really want, then --

Olivia: No, it is. It is.

Amanda: Can I carry one?

Evan: No, you don't need to carry one.

Amanda: Oh, God forbid, Mr. Macho should ask for help.

Evan: That's right. Mr. Macho's job is to always carry luggage. Now is there any more things for Mr. Macho?

Amanda: No, that's it so far.

Evan: Good. Well, I want you to know that I've been looking forward to this day. This means a lot to me. I couldn't wait for you to move in with me.

Amanda: I just wish --

Evan: Wish what?

Amanda: That things were simpler.

Evan: Amanda, we're going to work everything out. It's going to be fine. Ok? You and I will never ever be apart again.

[Knocking on door]

Amanda: Sam.

Sam: No way, no.

Evan: Go outside. Go outside.

Sam: No, you are not going anywhere with him.

Evan: Let go of her, Sam, now.

Amanda: Please.

Evan: Now, what's your problem?

Sam: You are my problem, Bates.

Evan: Yeah? You have no right to come barging in --

Sam: Yeah, right, my house.

Sam: And you, how can you even think of moving in with this liar?

Amanda: What I do is no longer you business.

Sam: Yeah, if you want to move in, if you want to wallow in Evan's sty with him, that's fine, but you do not involve our daughter.

Amanda: Could you just lower your voice?

Evan: You have got no say in this, Fowler.

Sam: Oh, yes I do because she is mine. I am her father, not you. You understand that? She will never mean anything to you.

Evan: We'll see about that, we'll see about that.

Amanda: All right, that's enough. Can we just settle this civilly, please?

Evan: Hey, I've been trying to deal with this jerk for a long time.

Amanda: All right, look. Sam, whatever you heard about Alli, you heard wrong. She's not back yet, for one thing, and if she was, I wouldn't be moving her into Evan's apartment.

Sam: You wouldn't?

Amanda: No. She's confused enough. She keeps asking for you now that she knows that you're back in town. And she doesn't understand why you are not living here anymore.

Sam: You and I will have to find a way to explain things to her then.

Amanda: Well, she'll be gone for a day or so, so we have some time. If you want to get together and discuss -- discuss this tomorrow, then we can.

Sam: Fine, I'll call you tomorrow, ok?

Sam: Oh, by the way, Evan, tomorrow I'll be stopping by the store that sold the gun, you know, the one you got registered in my name. I wonder what I'm going to find.

Lucas: You never really understood my feelings for Fanny anyway.

Iris: What's to understand? She was your fantasy.

Lucas: No, she is real, Iris, very real.

Iris: Oh, you mean -- you are trying to say that I'm not, I'm not real? Is that what you are saying?

Lucas: Well, when it comes to your feelings, Iris, I --

Iris: Well, come on, Lucas, come on! Why don't you get it all out? Come on, go for it.

Lucas: You never let yourself really feel or love.

Iris: Oh, really?

Lucas: Oh, except, of course, when it comes to your father. You loved him.

Iris: Yeah, with all my heart and I will not apologize for it.

Lucas: Iris, he's gone and maybe you better let him go because if you don't, you're never going to have your own life.

Iris: Well, thank you, Lucas, for that enlightening, penetrating assessment of my inadequacies.

Lucas: You're right. It's none of my business.

Iris: I'll get the elevator.

Lucas: Then I'll have my things out of the office by the end of the week.

Iris: Oh, you think you're quitting?

Lucas: Isn't that what you want?

Iris: No, I won't let you.

Lucas: Iris.

Iris: Listen, "Sophisticate" needs you, and you are not going to walk away from "Sophisticate" like you walked away from me. I will hold you to that contract.

Lucas: All right.

Iris: Just one more thing.

Lucas: No.

Iris: Now it's official.

Lucas: Good-bye, Iris.

Iris: [Humming]

Iris: It was great fun but it was just one of those things

Ryan: Must have been quiet a shock when you find out that you had parents and that they were rich.

Vicky: Oh, I paid my price.

Ryan: What do you mean?

Vicky: Well, I lost the guy I was in love with to my sister.

Ryan: Marley?

Vicky: Yeah, I mean not that I don't understand. Jake and I were never really meant to be together.

Ryan: Wait, Jake?

Vicky: You're surprised.

Ryan: I thought you were talking about Jamie.

Vicky: Oh no, she's taken two of them from me. After Jake, there was Jamie and I thought he was my one true love, true love.

Ryan: So, what happened?

Vicky: Um, oh, let's just say we broke up and his parents were delighted. And they're still not really too thrilled with me, but then again, who is? You're in good company. I think a lot of people think that I'm a, oh, what do you call it, a dilettante? Off the top of my head, I can't think of one person who doesn't --

Ryan: I was wrong.

Vicky: Say that again.

Ryan: I was wrong about you.

Vicky: Oh please, don't get all mushy on me. I'm not feeling sorry for myself. If nobody wants to like me, that's fine, I don't give a damn.

Ryan: Oh yeah?

Vicky: Yeah, well get some rest, all right?

Ryan: Vicky.

Vicky: What?

Ryan: It's just that you make it so damn difficult for anybody to see what you're really like.

Vicky: Part of my charm, don't you think?

Ryan: I thought it took a lot of guts to stand up to Marius.

Vicky: Guts is what I'm all about.

Ryan: I really admire you for that.

Vicky: Would you stop with these compliments? I get all red and blush and --

Ryan: Red and blush? You?

Vicky: Yeah, yeah.

Ryan: Come on, no.

Vicky: Please let's talk about you, all right? What's your sign? How much did you weigh when you were born? Who was your first true love?

Ryan: Well, I'll tell you one thing.

Vicky: Ok, make it juicy. I bore easily.

Ryan: When I told you that my boss assigned me to this case, I was lying. I asked for this assignment because I wanted to see you again.

Vicky: Really?

Ryan: Mm-hmm. You don't believe me?

Vicky: Uh, no.

Ryan: Now why would I make up something like that?

Vicky: I don't know. Maybe you saw the lost child inside the big-mouth broad and, I don't know, felt sorry for me.

Ryan: That's not true.

Vicky: Um, storm stopped. You can go home now.

Ryan: I could have gone home a long time ago.

Vicky: What?

[Soft pop rock begins playing]

Jake: Is that ok?

Marley: I think yes, it's fine.

Jake: I remember the first time we listened to that song.

Marley: Me, too.

Marley: Do you want to call Vicky or my parents and tell them the good news?

Jake: You know, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not deal with your family until tomorrow.

Marley: Ok.

Jake: Ok?

Marley: Yeah, we'll wait.

Jake: I want this night to be all ours.

Marley: Don't you want to call Vince and Mary?

Jake: You know what I want?

Marley: No.

Jake: I want my past and future wife upstairs, the way it used to be.

Olivia: What's wrong?

Matt: We can't do this.

Olivia: Why not?

Matt: Because it's wrong, Olivia.

Olivia: How can you say that?

Matt: Listen, I'll admit I'm a lonely guy and you are a beautiful girl.

Olivia: Come here, it's ok.

Matt: Wait -- and maybe if I thought that we both really cared about each other, maybe it wouldn't seem so pointless.

Olivia: What is pointless about it?

Matt: You are thinking about Sam, Olivia. He's not going to change his mind about you just if you go to bed with me.

Olivia: All right, all right. I didn't come here for a lecture and I certainly do not need someone doing something for my own good. Ok?

Matt: Olivia.

Olivia: Fine, look, I want a man, not a father.

Matt: Wait a minute, where are you going?

Olivia: I'm going to have some fun.

Vicky: The lights.

Ryan: They're on.

Vicky: Yeah, I know. They're on. What did you do?

Ryan: Well, when I checked the fuse box, I tripped the main circuit so that when the rest of the lights in the neighborhood went on, yours wouldn't.

Vicky: And you just fixed it?

Ryan: Mm-hmm. I just think candles are much cozier.

Vicky: You took advantage of me.

Ryan: Ah, you're angry.

Vicky: Well, what? Did you expect me to be amused?

Ryan: I didn't do it to be funny.

Vicky: All right, we just had a whole conversation about trust. Now after you just did that, how do you expect me to trust you again?

Ryan: Maybe you can't, but you do know one thing.

Vicky: Well, please continue. I love being told what I know.

Ryan: Well, I'm not sorry for you. I'm here because I want to be, and I'm not going to hurt you.

Vicky: Really?

Ryan: You do know that, don't you?

Vicky: Oh yeah, yeah, sure. So does that mean you are going to spend the night?

Ryan: Keep you safe and sound.

Vicky: On the couch.

Ryan: Whatever.

Vicky: Well, I'm going to bed.

Ryan: [Whistling]

Jake: Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?

Marley: Nothing, I just -- I think that I should go back --

Jake: To Michael and Donna's. Hmm.

Marley: I don't want them to worry.

Jake: Why would they be worried?

Marley: You know Donna.

Jake: Donna will be fine. I -- I just asked you to marry me and you said yes, I don't understand.

Marley: I know, I know. Do you remember the first time we got married?

Jake: Of course I do.

Marley: And we waited.

Jake: You want to wait?

Marley: Yeah. I know it sounds silly, but I would like to wait.

Jake: Ok.

Marley: You're not upset?

Jake: No, as long as you are not having second thoughts.

Marley: I want to marry you as soon as possible.

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