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Another World Transcript Monday 8/28/06
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Proofread By Ebele
Jake: Where did this come from?
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?
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?
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?
Vicky: It's thunder, Vicky. It's just thunder. You're fine. You're perfectly safe.
Vicky: Please be Ryan. Hello? Hello?! Hello? All right, just work. Just get back to work. Just dive into your work.
Vicky: Go on. Don't do this. All right, that's it. I'm out of here. Oh! It's you.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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: 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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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?
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.
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?
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: 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?
Marley: It was a very nice gesture, don't you think?
Jake: It's a gesture.
Jake: I think I -- I think I should thank him.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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]
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.
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.
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.
Iris: Now it's official.
Lucas: Good-bye, Iris.
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.
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: 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.
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.
[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: 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?
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?
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.
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.
Vicky: Well, I'm going to bed.
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.
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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