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Another World Transcript Thursday 8/31/06

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Donna: Victoria.

Vicky: Oh, Mother, go away.

Donna: Victoria.

Vicky: No, Mother.

Donna: Victoria! What do you think you are doing?

Felicia: Yeah, ok. Let me make a note for the maitre d'. Thanks, Bob.

Sharlene: Felicia, I'm so sorry.

Felicia: Oh, Sharlene, hi. No, it's all right. Tuesday is slow, anyway.

Sharlene: Well, I had to go by the hospital first before I came by.

Felicia: Everything all right?

Sharlene: Oh, yes, everything is fine. It's just, I missed my first child birth class last night and I had to make it up this morning. Eleven was the only time --

Felicia: It's all right, slow down. It's ok.

Sharlene: Actually, it's not. I know you didn't hire me to manage this place so that I could be late on my first day.

Felicia: Sharlene, are you sure about all of this?

Sharlene: I'm, absolutely -- oh, please. Don't give up on me yet.

Felicia: No, no, I'm not. It's just that I'm wondering if you should take a job right now. I mean, I know John is away, and --Sharlene? Look, why don't you settle in and then meet me in the back, ok?

Grant: Sharlene --

Sharlene: Don't, Grant, please. Just let me go.

Grant: Not after last night.

Jake: Somebody needs to teach you a lesson, little girl. The little boy will have to do it.

Michael: All right, is this the last one?

Ryan: Yes.

Michael: Good, here you go.

Ryan: Thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Michael: No need to thank me. I would do anything in my power to make sure that Marius Sloan gets locked up for the rest of his life. Just call it my civic duty.

Ryan: I know how much trouble Marius caused your family.

Michael: Well, things all worked out in the end.

Ryan: And I'm sorry I got Vicky involved as much as she was.

Michael: That should never have happened, Officer Harrison. Never.

Ryan: I know, sir.

Michael: Would you mind not calling me sir? It makes me feel ancient.

Ryan: Ok.

Michael: Victoria did admit to me that she insinuated herself into your investigation.

Ryan: Well, she does have the market cornered on persistence.

Michael: Well, her persistence almost got her killed.

Ryan: She was my responsibility.

Michael: Yeah, she was. Look, when I found out that my daughter was with a man who tried to have me killed --

Ryan: I know.

Michael: Do you also know that I lost my son in a custody battle a little while ago?

Ryan: Yeah, I understand what you are trying to say.

Michael: I'm sorry if I was rough on you, you know? What I'm really trying to say is, thank you. I'm trying to say thank you for saving my daughter. You did some really good police work there, officer Harrison.

Ryan: Thank you. You should tell that to the captain.

Michael: Why? You one those, uh, rule breakers?

Ryan: Well, I'm trying to learn to have more patience, but it ain't easy.

Michael: Hmm, what about Victoria?

Ryan: I'm sorry?

Michael: You know -- Victoria. I was wondering if she was driving you crazy yet.

Ryan: Yet?

Michael: Well, I thought so.

Ryan: She is impossible and stubborn.

Michael: Oh, she's growing on you, is she?

Ryan: The fact of the matter is that she can't stand me.

Michael: Somehow I don't think that's quite true, Ryan.

Ryan: She called me an interfering, pain in -- and the article that she's writing right now is probably going to ruin my career.

Michael: Somehow I don't think that that would happen.

Ryan: Look, the point is, she's out to get me.

Michael: Ryan, what you don't understand about my daughter is that when she does that to somebody, what she really --

Woman: Let's go, Harrison.

Ryan: What's going on?

Woman: Hurley's been shot.

Marley: Good morning.

Caroline: It -- it is afternoon, isn't it?

Marley: Uh, yes, it is, but I wanted to be... are you all right?

Caroline: I'm fine.

Marley: How was your evening?

Caroline: I got to tell you. I thought that Jamie was a real stick in the mud. Was I wrong.

Marley: Uh-huh.

Caroline: We were out all night. Can he dance.

Marley: You -- you went dancing?

Caroline: We went to six clubs and we went twice into Chicago. Then we had breakfast at 5:30 at an all-night diner. And then, ah, we went dancing again.

Marley: Wow, no wonder you're tired.

Caroline: Ah, it's the best fun I've had in ages.

Marley: Well, Caroline, I said I was going to stop by about the job.

Caroline: Well, as far as I am concerned, it's yours. You can start today.

Marley: Today? Oh -- well, great. Thank you, Caroline.

Caroline: Oh, oh, oh -- there was something. Um, where are you and Jake thinking of buying your house?

Marley: Why?

Caroline: Well, because a friend of mine just got a real estate license, and she asked me if I'd just push business her way.

Marley: Oh, well, we're looking in Ridgefield.

Caroline: My dear, I'm impressed.

Iris: Yes.

Marley: Jake wants a big house.

Iris: So am I.

Marley: Hi, Iris.

Iris: Hi, Caroline.

Caroline: Good morning. I'll be with you in a moment, ok?

Iris: I hear you're getting married to Jake again?

Marley: Yes.

Iris: And you are looking for a house in Ridgefield? How absolutely fascinating. How do you manage it?

Marley: Manage what?

Iris: Well, to get his head above water so quickly and so well.

Marley: I'm not sure I know what you are talking about.

Iris: It's all right, Marley, I know all about Jake's financial problems.

Paulina: Let go of me.

Jake: You think I'd leave the original notarized copy in my office?

Paulina: Let go of me, Jake.

Jake: You don't give me much credit, do you, Paulina?

Paulina: Please, Jake.

Jake: I knew you had the key. I knew you would come back to the office. You think I'm stupid enough to leave my bargaining chip in a desk drawer so you could pocket it?

Paulina: Why are you doing this to me?

Jake: I'm doing this -- just protecting my interests.

Paulina: You just want to hurt me.

Jake: You're thinking too much, Paulina. I don't want to hurt you. I just want your money.

Paulina: I have told you that you will get the money. Why do you keep threatening me?

Jake: I don't see any cash. To tell you the truth, I am starting to worry about you.

Paulina: You don't give a damn about me.

Jake: Where is Ken? He ditched you, didn't he?

Paulina: He promised me he'd get the money.

Jake: He also promised you that you were Mac Cory's daughter.

Paulina: He's coming back.

Jake: You better hope he does, because you only have one more day to play mistress of the manor.

Paulina: You will get your money.

Jake: What were you going to do with the proof that you are a fraud, Paulina?

Paulina: I'm not a fraud, Jake.

Jake: If you think you can outsmart me, you are wrong. You are just a little girl who is in way over her head.

Paulina: Jake, isn't there any way we could work this out? Tell me what I have to do to change your mind.

Donna: Are you awake now?

Vicky: Barely.

Donna: Now, don't you think 12 noon is a little early for a nap?

Vicky: I didn't sleep all night last night. I came down here and I read a magazine and fell asleep on the couch.

Donna: Well, drink your coffee. You are still cranky.

Vicky: Well, you would be, too, if your mother woke you up at the good part.

Donna: Ah, were we having a nice dream?

Vicky: Am I cold?

Donna: I beg your pardon?

Vicky: Cold.

Donna: Your personality?

Vicky: No, my temperature, Mother. Of course, my personality.

Donna: If you are going to be snitty about it, I'm going to leave.

Vicky: Please answer my question.

Donna: Did somebody tell you you were cold?

Vicky: Mother.

Donna: All right, I'll answer your question. No, I don't think you are cold.

Vicky: Why not?

Donna: I think you have a natural reserve.

Vicky: What does that mean?

Donna: Because -- it means to protect yourself. You protect your heart. You protect your feelings.

Vicky: So, in other words, I keep people at arm's length.

Donna: Yes, and I know what it's like to have a wall around your heart. The stronger it is, the tougher you appear. But you are all mushy inside. You are just like me.

Vicky: Like you?

Donna: I see a lot of myself in you.

Vicky: I am nothing like you.

Donna: I'll try not to take that as an insult.

Vicky: Go ahead, take it as an insult.

Donna: Who told you you were cold?

Vicky: Nobody.

Donna: Victoria?

Vicky: Ryan Harrison, and that was not the word he used.

Donna: The policeman?

Vicky: Yes.

Donna: You've fallen for a city employee.

Vicky: Oh, please.

Donna: What happened to that nice fellow, Josh, I intro --

Vicky: Josh only cared about money.

Donna: Men could think about worse things.

Vicky: Oh, I know I shouldn't have told you.

Donna: All right, all right. So, the policeman thinks that you're cold.

Vicky: We had a discussion about it, yes.

Donna: Now, on the other hand, he does come from good stock.

Vicky: Here we go.

Donna: His brother is a congressman. His father is a very wealthy man. He's not perfect, but if you do have to fall for a cop, I suppose he's right up there on the top of the list.

Vicky: Who said anything about falling for him?

Donna: You don't have to pretend. He's handsome. I'll give you that.

Vicky: I do not fall for pretty faces.

Donna: Since when?

Vicky: I don't want to discuss it.

Donna: You brought it up.

Vicky: I know, and I get a headache just thinking about it. So, I'm getting some aspirin.

Donna: Here we go, here we go.

Sharlene: Grant, I'm -- I'm working now.

Grant: Hey, didn't we have a great time last night?

Sharlene: Yes, last night was great.

Grant: Well then, why? Why -- why the --

Sharlene: Because I shouldn't have gone out with you.

Grant: Why? Why not?

Sharlene: Look, I missed my first childbirth class last night. I was two hours late meeting Frankie. I -- I have my priorities all messed up.

Grant: Now, who told you that? Frankie?

Sharlene: I told me that. I told me that. I have to start thinking about what I want. I -- I have to come first.

Grant: Yeah, but you wanted to go out with me last night, so we got in the car, we -- I mean, you were free as a bird. I mean, that's what you wanted to do, wasn't it?

Sharlene: Please, this is not the time to have this discussion. Please.

Grant: I --

Sharlene: Lucas. Hello. Could, uh -- could I get you a table?

Lucas: No, I'm dining with the congressman.

Sharlene: Oh, all right, fine. I'll leave you two.

Lucas: Thank you.

Lucas: So, what's up?

Grant: We sit?

Lucas: Uh, just tell me what you want to -- want to talk to me about.

Grant: I need a favor.

Lucas: From me?

Grant: Ah, yes. I think you owe me one, don't you?

Lucas: I thought I settled my account with you when I nailed Marius.

Grant: Well, I dropped some pretty heavy charges against you, you know.

Lucas: Yeah, after I risked my neck doing what the feds were supposed to do months ago.

Grant: Well, what I'm going to do, I think, will benefit you, also.

Lucas: Oh, I can't wait to hear this.

Grant: I want to hold a joint press conference, the two of us against organized crime.

Lucas: You can't be serious.

Grant: I want to get the attention off my personal life and get it back on the issues, and I think that your career could use a little shot of respectability as it is.

Lucas: Oh, boy. And I thought I knew how to play the media.

Grant: I'd really like for you to think seriously about this.

Lucas: I'll think about it.

Grant: Josie, Josie, hi.

Josie: Hi, congressman Harrison.

Grant: Come here.

Lucas: Hi, Josie. How are you?

Josie: Fine. It's nice to see you, Lucas.

Lucas: Nice to see you.

Grant: How are you doing?

Josie: Fine.

Grant: Listen, I know that things haven't really been up to par with us, but I'd like that to change right now. Lucas, why hasn't this beautiful face been on the cover of "Sophisticate" in so long?

Lucas: I don't make those decisions, Grant.

Grant: Yeah, but you used to manage her career. What happened?

Josie: I haven't been working very much lately because of my mother.

Grant: Well, I think I'm probably partly to blame for that. Lucas, you can pull a few strings, can't you?

Josie: I don't think Lucas wants to.

Grant: Ah, nonsense. Lucas owes me a number of favors. Don't you, Lucas?

Lucas: Grant, I don't -- I don't know what you're trying to do here, but --

Grant: Look, I need your help. I want you to help me with this family.

Jake: Are you making me an offer, Paulina?

Paulina: I want you to stop being so hateful.

Jake: I want what's mine, that's all.

Paulina: My father's money isn't yours.

Jake: It's not yours, either, is it?

Paulina: Jake, you are going to destroy us both. Why are you doing this to us?

Jake: You are a fake, Paulina. You don't deserve the money.

Paulina: And you do?

Jake: Well, after what you and Ken have tried to pull, I deserve it as much as anybody.

Paulina: I could be his daughter. You know that.

Jake: You don't want me to expose you for the lying, careless, money-hungry wench that you are. You pay me, I don't tell Rachel the truth. It's a really simple equation. A plus b equals everybody's happy.

Paulina: You're marrying Marley, right? I mean, that is what you want, isn't it?

Jake: Marley has got nothing to do with this.

Paulina: Marley has a lot of money. Why do you need mine?

Jake: I don't want Marley's money.

Paulina: Why?

Jake: I don't have to answer that.

Paulina: What, so you can earn it yourself by blackmailing me? Is that your idea of honor, Jake?

Jake: I don't want a Sunday school sermon. I want money. You want to be a Cory. That's the way it is.

Paulina: And what if I can't get your money by the time you say?

Jake: Then the jig's up.

Paulina: I'll tell Marley.

Jake: Tell her what?

Paulina: I'll tell her everything, the detail, that you've been sleeping with me, blackmailing me.

Jake: Go ahead.

Paulina: Really?

Jake: If I don't have the money, I don't have Marley. If I don't have Marley, I got nothing to lose. I'll blow the whistle on you so fast, that it'll make your little blonde head spin.

Paulina: I hope that you burn in hell.

Jake: You know something? I just might. And I'm gonna have a good time while I'm here.

Paulina: Don't count on it.

Jake: There is nothing you can do to ruin this for me. The quicker you learn that, the better off you'll be. I just hope it's not too late.

Paulina: You can't treat people this way and get away with it. It's all going to catch up with you, Jake.

Jake: I doubt it.

Paulina: You're making too many enemies. You're going to self-destruct or someone's going to hurt you worse than you've ever been hurt before.

Iris: Marley, I'm sorry if I offended you earlier when I talked about Jake's financial problems.

Marley: You didn't offend me. You're just mistaken, that's all.

Iris: I don't think so.

Marley: Jake's business is doing very well. You hired him yourself.

Iris: Yes, I did.

Marley: As a matter of fact, I think the day that you gave him the "Brava" contract, we came here and we bought a couple of paintings.

Iris: Which he returned, if I'm not mistaken?

Marley: Why are you doing this?

Iris: Because I think there are some things you should know.

Marley: What?

Iris: This is not the first time I've had to stop payment on Jake's checks. His work was never what he promised it would be.

Marley: Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure you are one of his only clients who feels that way.

Iris: Darling, I'm the only client that he has that has an account of over $500.

Marley: You -- you're talking as if he doesn't work for you any longer.

Iris: He doesn't. Did he tell you he -- did he tell you he did?

Marley: As you can see, I have a little bit of --

Iris: Oh, gosh, how silly of me. Now I know where the money came from. He got it from you, didn't he?

Marley: Jake never wanted anything from me. That hasn't changed.

Iris: You mean, he hasn't asked you for a loan?

Marley: I'm sure Caroline can help you find whatever it is you are looking for.

Iris: Marley, look, I like you. I just can't figure out why you're -- why you're even considering remarrying someone like Jake.

Marley: I'm considering it because I love him and I am going to marry him. I would appreciate it if you keep your opinions to yourself.

Iris: Ok, fine, I'm leaving. I just -- I just hope you know what you are getting in for.

Michael: Iris.

Iris: Hello, Michael.

Michael: What happened?

Marley: Iris happened.

Vicky: Maybe I am a snob.

Donna: Darling, you are not a snob. You're just rich.

Vicky: Well -- well, maybe people who aren't rich think that rich people are snobs.

Donna: Why are you talking like this?

Vicky: Am I standoffish?

Donna: You're selective.

Vicky: Well, am I too flashy? I mean, do I have too much pizzazz?

Donna: Flashy? When did you ever worry about being too flashy?

Donna: Well, maybe men just don't like women who know what they want.

Donna: Then, you shouldn't have anything to do with a man like that. If there's one thing I can give you, it is that, as your progressive nineties kind of a mother.

Vicky: All right, think about this. Suppose a man meets a woman who is self-assured and independent and smart and even beautiful, in her own way.

Donna: Yes.

Vicky: But this particular woman isn't overbearing or flashy or, we'll go so far as to say loud.

Donna: Are you talking about somebody specific?

Vicky: No, hypothetically, of course. Just, do the men in the world go more for the Vickys of the world or...

Donna: Or?

Vicky: Or the Marleys?

Donna: I don't think you can categorize anybody into Vickys and Marleys --

Vicky: Oh, Mother, please, don't get so philosophical on me. Just answer my question. Just tell me what you think.

Donna: What do I think?

Vicky: Don't take this too seriously.

Donna: I think -- I think that you don't want to see your life as boring, hence the flashiness and the pizzazz.

Vicky: And that's ok?

Donna: That's very ok.

Vicky: Well, what about the Marleys?

Vicky: I think Marley derives her inner strength from the kind of a life that you would perceive as boring.

Vicky: Boring.

Donna: Yes.

Vicky: Which is better?

Donna: Victoria --

Vicky: I mean it -- I mean it. What do men want more? What is more appealing?

Donna: I -- am I an expert on this?

Vicky: Please don't be coy with me. Talk to me.

Donna: All right. It has been my experience that certain men go for certain types of women, and if they choose the wrong type, most likely when they do it again, they will go for the extreme opposite -- kind of like what's happening with Marley. Well, you know, the Jamie situation.

Vicky: What Jamie situation? She's marrying Jake. He told me last night.

Donna: But she doesn't have to if we can make her see --

Vicky: You want me to break up Marley and Jake so she can have my ex-husband?

Donna: You said that you were interested in this policeman.

Vicky: You are -- you are amazing. You are even crazy. Do you think I want Jamie anywhere near Marley?

Donna: You don't love Jamie.

Vicky: Well, she can't have him, you got it?

Donna: But --

Vicky: I'm out of here. Forget it.

Donna: Don't you walk out on me!

Vicky: I am not walking out. I have a cop to visit.

Donna: Victoria --

Vicky: Do all cops like doughnuts?

Donna: Don't change the subject.

Vicky: The subject of Jake is permanently closed.

Jake: Mikey! Listen, Mikey be -- man, be reasonable. I cannot -- I cannot run a tape company without videotape machines.

[Knock on door]

Jake: What do you want?

Iris: Well, I came to offer you my heartfelt congratulations on this sham of your impending marriage.

Jake: I am busy, Iris.

Iris: Oh, by the way, I got a look at Marley's ring. Must be at least two carats. Now, Jake, how did you manage that?

Jake: What do you want?

Iris: She told me you are house-hunting in Ridgefield. Ridgefield? Now, where exactly does that money come from, Jake? Have you got a printing press hidden away in your bedroom?

Jake: Isn't there someone else's doorstep that you can darken?

Iris: Now, the last time I looked at Ridgefield, even the smaller houses were worth about $400,000. That's a lot of videos, Jake.

Jake: Get out of here, Iris.

Iris: You cut a deal with her, didn't you?

Jake: Her who?

Iris: You sold me out to the little orphan girl. And she is paying you with my father's money, isn't she?

Jake: Now you're hallucinating, you know that?

Iris: Jake, you are the one who's hallucinating if you think you can pull a fast one on me.

Jake: Iris, I never thought that.

Iris: I can't believe that Paulina met your price.

Jake: I'm marrying Marley. I don't need your money or Paulina's.

Iris: Oh, so it's Marley you are getting the money from.

Jake: I'm going to pay her back as soon as Visions gets on its feet.

Iris: Oh, and hell freezes over, whichever happens first.

Jake: Boy, losing a fiancé sure makes you cranky, doesn't it?

Iris: You watch it, Jake. You watch it. Because I just might tell -- I might just tell Marley about the job that you did do for me. And believe me, I wouldn't leave out the part about you seducing Paulina of your own volition. What do you think your fiancée would say about that, Jake?

Jake: Well

Iris: [Chuckling] Well, I think that's an understatement, Jake. I think she'd feel betrayed and hurt and very angry. So, why don't you level with me?

Jake: It won't do any good. I already told you I didn't find any proof that Paulina was a fraud. She'd still be like a porch-climber to Rachel. The only person that you'd be hurting is Marley and me.

Iris: That alone might almost make it worthwhile.

Jake: I know. But I don't think even someone like you has the nerve to hurt someone as decent as Marley.

Iris: Don't bank too heavily on my lack of nerves, Jake.

Jake: I'm not. You can hate me, Iris. You can even come after me. But you leave Marley out of this. I don't know if she can handle what I think you are going to tell her.

Michael: Look, are you going to tell me what Iris said to you?

Marley: Nothing important, really.

Michael: Come on, talk to me --

Caroline: Marley, would you mind holding the fort? I just got to go to the -- hello, Michael.

Michael: Hello, Caroline.

Caroline: I've got to run, I'm sorry. Would you look after my 2:00 appointment and entertain him, please? Thanks. Bye, Michael.

Michael: Good-bye, Caroline.

Marley: I'll put on my tap shoes.

Michael: Hey, what is wrong with you?

Marley: Sorry.

Michael: No, don't be sorry. Actually, it's not that often I get to see you angry.

Marley: Maybe that's my problem.

Michael: Well, you want to talk about it?

Marley: I want to talk, but not about me.

Michael: Ok, talk about what?

Marley: What do you think Vicky's been up to lately?

Michael: I give up.

Marley: Well, I think she's gone way over the top.

Michael: How do you mean?

Marley: Well, I think she's been taking some chances, some big, dangerous chances, all to prove a point to Jamie.

Michael: You mean, like that whole mess with Marius and the cartel.

Marley: Well, that was the biggest part of it. But, then, look at what else she's done. This summer she goes out horseback riding and nearly kills herself. And then she gets involved in a huge police investigation that is way over her head. I mean, we're lucky she's with us.

Michael: I know.

Marley: And the night of the clinic opening, she started an entire dance competition because I was dancing with Jamie.

Michael: You're really worried about her, aren't you?

Marley: Yes.

Michael: Is that why you are marrying Jake?

Marley: What?

Michael: You don't want to hurt your sister, so you deny the feelings that you have for Jamie and you marry somebody that you don't really love anymore.

Marley: I think you've been talking to your wife too much.

Michael: I don't think so. Look, you are not going to tell me that you're jumping into this marriage with Jake with the same amount of enthusiasm you did the first time.

Marley: I love him.

Michael: Honey, I guarantee if you do this, you will hurt yourself and you'll hurt Victoria even more.

Marley: Like I said, I love him. I love him. Now, I know that you and Donna and Vicky can't accept that, but I love him. I love him. That's that.

Grant: I think Lucas is going to help you.

Josie: My mother still needs me on the farm.

Grant: Oh, come on, look at your mother. I mean, your mother is doing great. She got a new job. She's going to have a new baby soon. She's going to be busy with that. I mean, and you should be out of that house and out on your own. You got a career to think about.

Josie: But John's away and things aren't that great. I mean, come on, you know that better than anyone.

Grant: Well, look, I am very, very optimistic about everything.

Lucas: Well, I made a few phone calls and I think you're going to get some work.

Josie: Lucas, thank you. I mean, I really appreciate it.

Lucas: Josie, I always thought you had it. That has never changed.

Josie: Well, I guess I'll go tell my mother about it. Thank you, both of you.

Grant: You are welcome.

Lucas: Don't ever do that to me again.

Grant: What?

Lucas: Use me to make brownie points with your girlfriend's daughter.

Grant: Oh, lighten up. Lucas, for crying out loud, you've been running away from everything for so long, you don't know what's coming or going. You have no perspective left. Come on, we are on the same side, now. We can help each other.

Lucas: Are we?

Grant: You're leaving?

Lucas: Yes.

Grant: I'll call you about what we discussed, all right?

Lucas: I don't doubt it.

Lucas: Hi.

Felicia: So, I see that you and the congressman are making up?

Lucas: Hardly. Where have you been?

Felicia: I've been working a lot. I'm trying to keep busy these days.

Lucas: I left Iris's. I miss you, Fanny.

Felicia: Luke.

Lucas: Have you talked to Mitch?

Felicia: He's away on an assignment for a few weeks. He won't be able to call for a while.

Lucas: Well, what are you going to tell him when he does?

Felicia: Well, I can't tell him about us over the phone.

Lucas: Fanny, you still going to pretend that you have a marriage?

Felicia: Luke, I told you --

Lucas: Fanny, when -- when are we finally going to start our life together?

Vicky: Coconut or jelly? Now, which one of you boys is going to tell where my friend, Officer Harrison, is?

Officer: We told you. He's been out on a call.

Vicky: Yeah, and I think you are holding out on me.

Ryan: Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, there he is. Hi, I brought you a -- a treat.

Ryan: I'm busy.

Vicky: I didn't come all the way here to get brushed off by you.

Ryan: Damn it, Vicky, the whole world doesn't revolve around you.

Vicky: Something I said?

Officer: Must be. Hey, what's with Harrison?

Woman: Hurley was shot this morning. He's in surgery.

Officer: Who's Hurley?

Woman: Harrison's partner. He went to the hospital and gave blood.

Vicky: Oh, I've got to talk to him.

Ryan: You still here?

Vicky: I'm sorry about your partner.

Ryan: Thanks.

Vicky: Is he ok?

Ryan: We don't know. He took the bullet in his gut. The old guys around here say that nothing hurts like that.

Vicky: Does he have any family?

Ryan: A wife and two kids.

Vicky: Oh, man.

Ryan: So, when any of us take a hit around here, it, uh -- it's kind of hard to describe unless you're a cop.

Vicky: Tell me.

Ryan: We -- we don't talk about getting hurt with each other.

Vicky: Bad luck?

Ryan: I guess.

Vicky: You guys put your lives on the line every day. I find it hard to believe that you talk about anything else.

Ryan: It's always in the back of your mind. And then, when I saw Anita, she -- that's Hurley's wife -- she was sitting in the hospital waiting room, and she looked scared -- and alone, and small. And I didn't know what to say to her.

Vicky: Well, maybe you could have said that you were scared, too.

Ryan: What -- are you taking notes on your next article?

Vicky: No.

Ryan: Yeah, that's right. We were just -- we were just local policemen. I mean, you were the one who made the collar, right?

Vicky: What are you talking about?

Ryan: This article that you are writing, the one on the cartel? Let's see, how was -- how was I portrayed? Um, "bumbling flat-foot"? "Incompetent bore in blue"?

Vicky: Why I thought I should ever care about your feelings is a mystery to me.

Ryan: Hey --

Vicky: You don't know anything, Ryan. It is not my fault that we can't have a conversation for more than two minutes without getting into an argument over something.

Ryan: What has gotten you so upset?

Vicky: Just try to think about it -- or don't, because I don't care.

Ryan: Vicky. Vicky!

Josie: So, Grant said I should be working more and then Lucas made a few phone calls.

Sharlene: Josie, don't you see what Grant is doing?

Josie: He's helping me.

Sharlene: He's using you. He's using you to -- I'm going to talk to him.

Josie: Mama, it worked. Lucas has fixed it so I can work again. We need the money for the baby.

Sharlene: Josie, I want you to work if that's what you want for yourself.

Josie: It is what I want.

Sharlene: I also want you to stop feeling obligated to take care of me. And I'm not going to let anyone take advantage of you.

Josie: Mama, don't you blow this for me.

Sharlene: You stay out of Josie's life. And you stay out of my life, too.

Grant: Wait a minute.

Sharlene: My family is off limits, Grant.

Grant: But --

Sharlene: Listen, if you want something from me, you come to me. You don't involve my daughter.

Grant: Look, I don't like what you are implying.

Sharlene: Grant, you have to stop pressuring me. You have to. I can't live like this anymore.

Felicia: Have you seen Iris lately?

Lucas: Yes.

Felicia: Is she all right?

Lucas: Well, she seems to be taking things very well -- too well, I think.

Felicia: What does that mean?

Lucas: Well, the time I saw her and told her it was over in your apartment?

Felicia: Yes.

Lucas: Well, every time I've seen her since then, she seems a little bit off, like, um -- like she's holding everything in and she won't talk to anybody.

Felicia: Maybe that's what she has to do for herself.

Lucas: No, I don't think so. I mean, she's -- she has no friends. She's cut herself off from her family. I was the only one she really would talk to, and that's over now.

Felicia: What do you think is going to happen?

Lucas: I don't know, but I think she just might blow it. And when she does, I don't know who's going to be hurt most.

Iris: Look, I don't know what her name is, but I know she's a girl that's on the go.

Paulina: Hello Iris.

Iris: Where's Rachel?

Paulina: She had to go to the East Coast to visit Mac's brother. She had some papers to sign. She'll be back tomorrow.

Iris: Please tell her I was here.

Paulina: Iris?

Iris: Yes, Paulina?

Paulina: I heard about you and Lucas. I'm really sorry. I know how difficult it is to lose someone that you care about. Look, I know you haven't accepted me yet, but I --

Iris: Yet?

Paulina: But I still think that we could be friends, and if you need someone to talk to, I'm here.

Iris: Just what do you think that we have got to talk about, dear?

Paulina: I don't know, Iris. Look, I just wanted you to know that if you need someone, I'm here. I mean that. I'm sorry that you're hurting.

Iris: Do you know why my engagement was broken off?

Paulina: No, I don't.

Iris: Because I neglected my fiancé. I didn't give him the attention he needed because I was working on another problem. And you know what that problem was, Paulina?

Paulina: No, Iris.

Iris: That problem was you. I was trying to protect my father's reputation, his estates, and the future generations of this family from being poisoned by a fraudulent, little parasite.

Paulina: You can't blame your relationship on me.

Iris: He had all this spare time, you see, so he fell in love with another woman. Oh, and let me tell you something else. For the rest of my days, I will associate the ruin of my personal life with your arrival in Bay City. Everything bad that has ever happened to me has happened because of you. And, please, don't think you won't be paid back, because you will.

Ryan: Would you please just calm down?

Vicky: Why don't you give people the benefit of the doubt once in a while?

Ryan: What's this?

Vicky: Your life story. I'm sorry I wrote it.

Ryan: "Due to my own inept behavior, I might have died without the heroic efforts of Officer Ryan Harrison, former federal agent, now with the Bay City Police, who almost single-handedly brought down one of the most powerful drug cartels in the nation." Man.

Grant: How come you say that you don't want me involved in this family?

Sharlene: Because I don't.

Grant: Look, I want to be involved with the family. I want to be involved with Josie and you and the new baby and all of us.

Sharlene: And what about my husband? Where does the baby's father fit into these daydreams, Grant?

Grant: I want to help you raise this child. Can John say that?

Sharlene: It's his child.

Grant: Then where is he? Why is he out of the country when you need him most? Sharlene, look at me. I am here. I want you. Why can't you see how right it is?

Jake: Sorry I'm late. A lot of things started piling up at work.

Marley: That's ok. I called the realtor to cancel.

Jake: Too tired to go look at houses?

Marley: Yes, I am. I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind.

Jake: I don't mind. We have forever to go find our dream home.

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Hey, what's wrong?

Marley: Nothing.

Jake: You're sure?

Marley: Yeah. I love you.

Jake: I love you, too.

Iris: And just one more thing, Paulina. If you are still deluding yourself about this party that Rachel is going to give you, if you think you are going to prance around this room calling yourself my father's daughter, then you are in for a big surprise.

Paulina: You start making accusations in front of the family and they will laugh you right out of the room. No one will believe you, Iris. Nobody respects you.

Iris: They will after this party.

Paulina: Oh, and how is that?

Iris: Because I'm going to expose you. I'm going to tell everybody about you and Ken Jordan.

Paulina: Tell them what? There's nothing to tell.

Iris: There is proof, Paulina, and I'm going to find it. And you are going to lose everything.

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