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Another World Transcript Thursday 9/28/06

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Grant's Voice: [Echoing] What about me?

John's Voice: What about the baby, Sharlene?

Grant's Voice: I'm here for you.

John's Voice: What are you doing?

Grant's Voice: I can make you happy.

John's Voice: If anything happened to you --

Sharlene's Voice: We're going to be late.

John's Voice: Why aren't you taking care of my child?

John: What are you doing?

Sharlene: I'm getting out of this place, John. Please don't try to stop me.

Jamie: Put in an emergency call to Dr. Nelson. Dr. Jim Nelson is the best neurologist in the state. Get him.

Nurse: Now?

Jamie: Now!

Nurse: Think Nelson can work one of his miracles?

Jamie: If we can't stabilize him pretty soon, there aren't going to be any miracles. He'll die. Go double-check his blood work.

Ryan: Vicky, I am tired of your lies.

Vicky: I am not lying to you, Ryan.

Ryan: If you are not going to go upstairs and get Marley, then I will.

Vicky: No!

Ryan: Vicky -- so, Marley's upstairs, huh?

Marley: What is he talking about? What happened? Something happened. Tell me what it is.

Ryan: It's Jake. Someone shot him tonight.

Marley: Is --

Ryan: He's still alive as far as I know, but he's really bad off. And what I need from the two of you right now is to tell me the truth. Look, it's obvious that you both know something. You can tell me sooner or you can tell me later. You will tell me. What's it going to be?

[Doorbell]

Paulina: Where have you been?

Ken: Looking for you.

Paulina: Why?

Ken: Because I was worried about you, what you might do.

Paulina: I've been right here.

Ken: Really?

Paulina: Yes. After I left you, I went for a walk around the grounds. That's all.

Ken: Kind of a chilly night for a walk, isn't it?

Paulina: I didn't mind.

Ken: This walk you took -- it must have calmed you down.

Paulina: Hmm, yeah, it did. I feel better.

Ken: Because when we last talked, you were panicked.

Paulina: No, I wasn't.

Ken: Don't lie to me.

Paulina: I don't think you should be calling me a liar.

Ken: You heard that Marley was going to dump Jake and you panicked.

Paulina: Well, I've been doing some thinking about that, and I realized there's nothing I can do. It's out of my control.

Ken: What, did you take up Zen while you were out on this walk?

Paulina: No, I just faced facts. If Jake's going to expose me, he's going to do it.

Rachel: You're back?

Ken: Yes, just this second.

Rachel: Paulina's been here the whole night.

Ken: So she tells me.

Rachel: I have some -- some disturbing news.

Paulina: What? What happened?

Rachel: About Jake.

Paulina: What did he do?

Rachel: He's been shot.

Paulina: Shot?

Rachel: Yes, it was on the news.

Paulina: Well, there must be some mistake.

Rachel: I don't think so.

Ken: Is he alive?

Rachel: So far.

Paulina: Do they know who did it?

Amanda: Iris?

Iris: Oh. Don't ever do that to me again.

Amanda: Sorry.

Iris: Oh, what are you doing here?

Amanda: I told Vivien to let me in. It was an emergency.

Iris: What kind of emergency?

Amanda: We've been shut down.

Iris: What are you talking about?

Amanda: Wildcat strike. The printers are out.

Iris: But Brava" -- the issue closes tomorrow.

Amanda: If we don't clear this up in a couple of hours, there is not going to be a next issue of "Brava."

Iris: They can't do that!

Amanda: It's already been done, Iris. The issue is mechanization.

Iris: Those ingrates.

Amanda: It seems the union never agreed to the computerized typesetting machines and you went and got them anyway.

Iris: Yes, and I'm so glad I did. I wish I'd fired the lot of them and locked them out.

Amanda: We can't afford to do that, Iris. You know that. We have to talk to them.

Iris: What, you mean give in to them? Would you like a drink?

Amanda: No, thank you. I've already spoken to the shop steward. He'll agree to the machines as long as we can offer other jobs for those employees that --

Iris: Other jobs? What have you agreed to, a 10-hour workweek? What do they want me to do, hold their hands now while they have lunch?

Amanda: No, but they would like a little respect from you. I know that we can work out an interim deal. Then we can go to the bargaining table for the 23 jobs that you're eliminating.

Iris: They're going to bleed us dry, you know that?

Amanda: They're going to shut us down, Iris. I can't make a move without you.

Iris: I wished I'd computerized the whole process.

Amanda: They know that, Iris. That's why this happened in the first place.

Iris: Very well. See if you can make a deal.

Amanda: Thank you.

Iris: And don't spend a penny more than you have to.

Amanda: The steward is waiting for my call. Oh, and by the way, why didn't you show up for our appointment tonight?

Iris: Appointment?

Amanda: 9:00? Did something come up?

Marley: Jake.

Ryan: Marley, all I need to know --

Marley: Where have they taken him?

Ryan: Bay City General.

Marley: I'm going over there.

Ryan: No, Marley.

Marley: No, don't touch me.

Ryan: Look, Marley, I can assure you that he is getting the best of care.

Marley: Who would've done something like this?

Vicky: Who knows. Jake isn't exactly Mr. Rogers. He's got a lot more enemies than friends.

Ryan: Marley, all I need to know is where you were this evening.

Vicky: You don't have to say a word, Marley.

Ryan: This is a criminal investigation.

Vicky: Which means she needs a lawyer.

Ryan: I am not trying to deny her her rights.

Vicky: Marley, don't you say a word. I'm calling Cass.

Ryan: Look, Marley, don't be afraid, but I think it would be better if we spoke down at the station house.

Vicky: Don't go anywhere with him, Marley.

Ryan: Did you see Jake tonight? Did anything happen?

Marley: I just have to know how Jake is.

Vicky: Come on, Cass, pick up the damn phone.

[Phone rings]

Cass: Frankie --

Frankie: No.

[Ring]

Cass: Honey --

Frankie: No.

[Ring]

Cass: Frankie, whoever this is, I think they really want to talk to me.

Frankie: Tell them you're in a hurry, ok?

Cass: Who's in a hurry? Hello.

Vicky: It's about time.

Cass: Vicky? Is that you, Vicky? Do you know how late it is?

Vicky: Yes, I know what time it is. Cass, you've got to meet me at the station house. You've got to meet us both there.

Cass: Who? What's going on?

Vicky: The cops think that Marley had something to do with Jake being shot.

Cass: Jake was shot?

Vicky: Yes, tonight. Hurry. Marley and I are going to change and we will be right with you.

Marley: I have to call the hospital.

Vicky: Come on, Marley.

Ryan: No, you are staying right here.

Vicky: This is not your station house.

Ryan: But I am still giving the orders.

Vicky: You are not allowed to give orders in my house, Ryan!

Ryan: Look, I am not going to allow you two to talk with each other until I can question you separately. Let's go, Marley. Come on.

Vicky: You take your hands off of her.

Marley: Why are you both acting like this? Don't either one of you care that Jake was shot tonight?

Vicky: He's got a witness.

Marley: What?

Vicky: Somebody saw you leaving Jake's loft soon after the shooting.

Ryan: We will talk about it at headquarters.

Vicky: Not without me you're not.

Ryan: Vicky --

Vicky: I will not let you railroad my sister for something she didn't do!

John: 144 over 88. Still a little high for you.

Sharlene: But it's better, John, and it'll be a lot better when I'm home.

John: Sharlene, you promised that you would stay here at least for tonight.

Sharlene: I hate this place.

John: You're going to have to learn to take it slowly.

Sharlene: How can I take it slowly? How can I even relax when I feel trapped?

John: Who feels trapped?

Sharlene: What is that supposed to mean?

John: You or Sharly? Sharly's the one who hated hospitals, not you.

Sharlene: I am not Sharly, I am Sharlene, and I have to get out of here, John.

John: Whose idea is this?

Sharlene: This is my idea.

John: Grant was here tonight, wasn't he?

Sharlene: I guess you saw Taylor.

John: If you would just tell him to stay out of your life, maybe things wouldn't be so impossible.

Sharlene: You -- you really think that's the answer, don't you? You think it's that simple.

John: I'm not going to stand here and argue with you about Grant.

Sharlene: You brought him up.

John: I'm not going to argue with you. It's not about Grant. It's about you and the baby.

Sharlene: It's about me leaving this hospital.

John: Not yet.

Sharlene: Oh, I see, you've made your decision without me, the hell with what I think.

John: Oh, how can you think that, Sharlene?

Sharlene: What am I supposed to think?

John: I want you to take care of yourself, that's all. I don't want anything to happen to you or to the baby, ok?

Sharlene: And you think I do? You think that this baby isn't my first consideration? You think this baby isn't the most important --

John: Sharlene --

Sharlene: You know, John, why should I have to tell you this? For God's sake, why? This baby means --

John: I know this baby means the world to you.

Sharlene: Then why won't you trust me to take care of it? Why do I always feel I have to remind you that this child, our child, is the first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning? When I'm in the shower, when I'm having my breakfast, every minute of the day.

John: All right, Sharlene, I'm being a little bit overprotective. So sue me, I can't help it. Maybe I'm just -- maybe I'm trying to make up for something.

Sharlene: Like what?

John: When you first told me that you were pregnant, I really wanted to be happy and excited and all those good things, but with everything else that was going on with you, that just never happened for me. All I could think about was what I was supposed to be feeling. I resent that moment. Because it was confusing and upsetting. And I know that I will never get another chance to have those moments, to feel those good feelings. That moment is lost to me, Sharlene. Lost forever.

Sharlene: Because of your suspicions about Grant and me. That's what you're trying to say, isn't it?

John: No.

Sharlene: Yes.

John: I am trying to explain what was going on with me.

Sharlene: Let me tell you something, John -- I have never been ambivalent about this child. From the minute I found out I was pregnant, I knew that my first -- my first priority was to this child for the rest of my life.

John: Don't you think I know that?

Sharlene: And when you act like I'm not paying attention to my health, when you act like I am not paying attention to the well-being of this child --

John: Sharlene, the facts are you are not paying attention to your health, and that directly affects the well-being of this baby.

Sharlene: Do you know how much it hurts me? Do you know? You see, I am carrying this baby. I know what I have to do. Can you comprehend that? I know.

Nurse: Excuse me. Dr. Frame wants you in the E.R., John, stat.

John: Thanks.

John: Look, I'm sorry, I -- I worry about you and the baby. I really do.

Sharlene: I promise you, I will do the best I know how to do with this child.

Grant: Hi.

Sharlene: Grant.

Grant: Hi.

Sharlene: Did John see you?

Grant: No, no, no, I made sure he didn't.

Sharlene: How did you get in here at this hour?

Grant: Oh, I've got my ways. Now listen, you want to get out of here, right?

Sharlene: Yes, I do.

Grant: And if you walked out of here, everybody would see you and they would tell John, right?

Sharlene: Right.

Grant: Ok, and you want time -- you want time without pressure, right?

Sharlene: What are you talking about?

Grant: Ok, this, this.

Sharlene: What's in there?

Grant: Something to get you out of here and home to your farm and nobody will ever know what you've done. And --

Sharlene: What are you -- what are you talking about?

Grant: Here, I want you to put this on. It's big, it's nice and big and it'll kind of camouflage everything, I mean, your condition.

Sharlene: I don't believe this. Why did you do this?

Grant: Because I remember what it was like to be stuck in a hospital. This place is for sick people, and you are just fine. So what do you say we blow this joint, hmm? Come on.

Rachel: The reports were very sketchy. He must have interrupted somebody breaking in. You said that happened to him once before, didn't you?

Paulina: Yes, that's what I said.

Rachel: Jamie's at the hospital. I'm going to see if I can get through to him.

Ken: All right, talk to me, right now.

Paulina: What?

Ken: If you had anything to do with this shooting.

Paulina: What are you saying? I've been right here, do you understand? Right here.

Ken: Ok. Fine.

Paulina: So just keep quiet.

Ken: This whole damn mess is my fault. Wish to hell I'd never brought you here.

Paulina: Did you go to Jake's tonight?

Ken: Yes, I did.

Cass: You don't have to come with me, honey.

Frankie: You might need me.

Cass: All I'm going to do is make sure that Marley's rights aren't infringed upon. Don't need an investigator just yet.

Frankie: I can't believe this. Jake McKinnon -- you know, Marley couldn't shoot anybody.

Cass: But if the cops have a lot of circumstantial evidence --

Frankie: Cass?

Cass: What?

Frankie: You're thinking about Nicole, aren't you?

Cass: Sometimes you are psychic.

Frankie: It's just simple deduction. Nicole's Marley's aunt, and the case against Felicia was circumstantial, too.

Cass: Yeah. No one thought that Nicole was the violent type. I'd better get down there.

Frankie: Yeah, and you know what, I'd better leave a note for Dean.

Cass: Wait a second. How do you think Donna fits into all of this?

Frankie: Yeah, you know, she sure was anxious to find out where Jake was getting his money, wasn't she?

Cass: Yeah. Why, and why tonight?

Frankie: Yeah, hmm. Sounds to me like we've got a couple of loose ends here.

Cass: More than a couple. Jake has been making enemies right and left. I have a hunch. You want to hear it?

Frankie: Sure.

Cass: Before we find out who did this, this town is going to be turned upside down.

Amanda: The shop steward said he would call right back. Iris, are you all right?

Iris: Of course I'm all right. I just love these wildcat strikes. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm not being very professional, am I?

Amanda: It's more than just the strike, isn't it? Is it Lucas?

Iris: Well, yes, these -- these past few weeks have been much more difficult for me than I've let on.

Amanda: It's all right, you don't have to apologize. I know that Lucas hurt you.

Iris: Well, he wasn't the most tactful of men, but then again, he did come from Gold Street.

Vivien: The radio! It's on the radio, so it has to be true!

Iris: What's on the radio?

Vivien: And to think that not too long ago he was standing right where Mrs. Fowler is now.

Iris: Vivien, what on earth are you talking about?

Vivien: Jake McKinnon.

Iris: Well, what's happened?

Vivien: Somebody plugged him, that's what.

Iris: What?

Amanda: No.

Iris: Well, what else did it say on the radio?

Vivien: There was a commercial for a computer school that'd be two days a week --

Iris: I don't believe it.

Vivien: Guaranteed job placement, 80 bucks a week. That's not a bad deal.

Amanda: Jake has been making enemies like crazy these past few months. It's like he was doing it on purpose.

Iris: He's been very self-destructive. Well, the few times that I've had any dealings with him.

Amanda: And he was terrible to Paulina.

Iris: Yes, he was, wasn't he?

Amanda: He must have even been lying to Marley.

Iris: Vivien, what was his condition? Did they say that?

Vivien: It sounds like he's hanging on by a thread.

Iris: Thank you, Vivien, that will be all.

Vivien: I can't believe this. It's somebody who was actually in this --

Iris: Vivien, would you say good night, please?

Vivien: Good night, please.

Amanda: Marley was going to break it off with Jake tonight.

Iris: How do you know that?

Amanda: Jamie told me. Maybe it was Paulina. Paulina's still interested in Jake. She just won't admit it. I wonder if she's heard the news.

Iris: Yes, so do I.

Ken: I went over to Jake's earlier, but he wasn't home.

Paulina: Is that all?

Ken: When you ran out of here, I figured you were headed back there, so I went back.

Paulina: And what happened?

Ken: The place was surrounded by squad cars. I came back here.

Paulina: So you went there twice?

Ken: Paulina, if you had anything to do with this --

Paulina: How many times do I have to tell you?

Ken: All I'm saying is that I'm here to help you, whatever it takes.

Paulina: Look, this is your guilty conscience speaking. I didn't do anything.

Ken: You never left here tonight?

Paulina: That's right.

Ken: You never went to see Jake? Don't lie to me.

Paulina: If anybody has a history of lying around here, it's you.

Ken: Answer the question.

Paulina: You're the one who went to the loft. You're the one who's lied to everyone.

Ken: Paulin--

Rachel: I was able to get through to the hospital. Jamie's put in charge of Jake's case.

Paulina: What did he say?

Rachel: He couldn't talk for very long. He said that Jake was in extremely critical condition. He's worried about Marley. Nobody has heard from her.

Ryan: As soon as the forensics team gets back with the latents, I want a full report on my desk, and I'm also going to need a set of fingerprints on her.

Marley: No, I'm not doing anything until my attorney gets here.

Ryan: Look, Marley, a witness identified you. We're going to have to do this sooner or later.

Marley: All right, we'll have to do it later because I'm waiting for Cass.

Ryan: Hold on, wait a second. Make yourself at home.

Vicky: You haven't said anything, have you?

Marley: No, no. We just got here.

Vicky: Keep your mouth shut. Don't say a word to Ryan or Cass.

Marley: Vicky, Cass is my lawyer. I'm supposed to --

Vicky: Just don't say a word, ok? We have to get our story straight first.

Ryan: Vicky, what are you doing here?

Vicky: I'm not leaving you alone with my sister.

Ryan: Do you really think that I would try and railroad her, deny her her rights? Don't you know me better than that?

Vicky: I thought I did.

Ryan: I want to talk to you, outside, now.

Vicky: Don't touch me.

Marley: Extension 144, please.

Nurse: Emergency.

Marley: I need a status report on a patient. Jake McKinnon.

Nurse: Who's inquiring, please, and how did you get this number?

Marley: Um, I'm an associate of Dr. Frame's at his clinic and my name is Marley Love.

Nurse: Marley Love?

Jamie: I'll take it. Marley, are you all right?

Marley: Jamie. How's Jake? Jamie, is he going to live?

Jamie: Jake's condition is very critical.

Marley: But he's going to get better, right?

Jamie: We're trying to get his pressure up so we can bring him into surgery. Where are you, Marley?

Marley: What kind of surgery?

Jamie: There's a bullet lodged next to his spine. Marley, did something happen tonight? Were you with him? Did you see Jake?

Marley: I've got to go. Jamie, please do everything you can for Jake. He has to pull through.

Ryan: Ok. Let's just take everything nice and easy.

Cass: Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, God, I thought you were never going to get here.

Cass: How's Marley doing?

Vicky: She's a mess.

Cass: Is this just routine questioning?

Vicky: No.

Cass: What do they have?

Vicky: They claim that they have some guy who saw her coming out of his loft after he was shot, but she wouldn't do it, Cass. I know she couldn't do it. She couldn't hurt anybody.

Cass: Ok, just try to relax.

Vicky: I can't.

Cass: Stay here with Frankie then. She's got some questions for you anyway, all right?

Vicky: What kind of questions?

Frankie: Your mother dropped by our house earlier this evening.

Vicky: Yeah, so what?

Frankie: She wanted to hire me to check up on Jake's finances. Do you know why she would want to do that?

Vicky: Ask her.

Frankie: I'm asking you. Where did Jake get his money?

Iris: These damn unions. They were so afraid when Daddy was alive. Now that they think they're dealing with two women, they think they can walk all over us.

Amanda: Well, they're wrong.

Iris: I hope you weren't too conciliatory.

Amanda: Iris, you can't have it both ways. You can't browbeat the union and still expect to get an issue of "Brava" off.

Iris: I'm sorry. You're right, you're right.

Amanda: Thank you. I realize things have been rough for you lately.

Iris: Well, I -- they haven't been exactly a picnic for you, either, from what I've heard.

Amanda: You've heard correctly.

Iris: Have you spoken to Sam?

Amanda: Sam prefers to keep conversation at a minimum.

Iris: I'm sorry.

Amanda: Thank you.

Iris: Losing someone -- the pain of losing someone can be completely overwhelming.

Amanda: Yes, I know.

Iris: I guess you do. That's why I went to see Lucas earlier. I -- I wanted to ask him if he'd take me back.

Amanda: Did you?

Iris: Yeah. Of course, he was very kind, but said that he just wasn't interested.

Amanda: I know what that feels like.

Iris: Yes, I know. It's funny, I was -- I couldn't speak. I -- I could barely move. Well, that's why I couldn't come to the meeting this evening. I couldn't possibly think of work.

Amanda: It's all right. Don't worry about it.

Iris: I -- I went for a drive, you know? I just got in the car and drove around aimlessly for what seemed like hours and ended up at the bay, and then I went for a walk to the water's edge. I just stood there looking at the water. Then I started to cry again. I just couldn't stop. I guess I must have looked ghastly. It took me hours to get this face together again.

Amanda: Alli keeps asking me what's wrong. What do I tell her?

Iris: I don't know. I don't know.

[Phone rings]

Amanda: Shop steward.

Iris: Oh, gosh, I hope so. Hello, Iris Wheeler. Yes, Amanda told me that she's talked to you. She has my full support. Yes? Look, I'm sure we can come to a compromise that will be acceptable to both parties. Yes. Thank you.

Amanda: They'll go back to work?

Iris: "Brava's" going to print!

Amanda: Oh, thank goodness. Fantastic.

Iris: Thanks to you. Oh, but listen, they will need an interim agreement before they go back to work.

Amanda: Looks like I'm going to be up all night.

Iris: I'm sorry about that. Amanda, you were a great help. You know, this could've been a disaster. And I want to say thank you for coming over and listening to me. I really needed it. It's been a pretty rough week.

Amanda: It's been a rough night for a lot of people, especially Jake. I still can't believe that somebody shot him.

Grant: Well, here we are.

Sharlene: Home. I'm finally home.

Grant: Well, now maybe you can relax a little bit, huh?

[Sharlene sighs]

Sharlene: Thank you.

Grant: Hey, look, what can I get you? Can I get you something? How about a glass of milk? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean -- I didn't mean to.

Sharlene: No, I'm sorry. I'd really love some juice.

Grant: Ok, um --

Sharlene: The kitchen's right there.

Grant: Ok, coming right up.

Sharlene: Thank you.

John's Voice: You should be taking care of our baby, Sharlene.

Frankie's voice: You have to take care of yourself, Sharlene.

John's voice: You should be taking care of our baby, Sharlene.

Frankie's voice: You have to take care of yourself, Sharlene.

Sharlene: No! No.

Grant: Yeah, how about a little apple juice? That ok?

Sharlene: Oh, it's fine. Thank you very much.

Grant: You know, I was thinking, Sharlene --

Sharlene: Grant --

Grant: I'm sorry, you know, if I was -- well, if I sounded a little overprotective, but I'm just so relieved to know that you're going to be all right and the baby was going to be fine and --

Sharlene: I know you are.

Grant: You know, I realized something tonight, Sharlene. Something that really -- it surprised me, pleased me, too. I've come to treasure the child that you're carrying.

Sharlene: Please, Grant.

Grant: You know, I've started thinking about coming home to you, to you and a beautiful little baby that looks like you.

Sharlene: Grant, please, don't -- you can't say that.

Grant: It's funny, I want you to know that I've already started to love that little baby.

Sharlene: Please stop it. Please stop it.

Grant: Sorry. I'm sorry.

Sharlene: This is all very kind and it's very loving, but it's also pressure. Don't you see that? I can't -- I can't stand any more of it.

Josie: Mama. What are you doing home?

Sharlene: Well, sweetheart, I'm fine, really. There was no need for me to stay at the hospital.

Josie: But why is he here?

Sharlene: Grant drove me home.

Josie: Oh, great. So this is how you work on your marriage, huh?

Grant: Sharlene, I -- I think I'd better go. I'll call you later, ok?

Sharlene: Thank you.

Grant: Mm-hmm.

Josie: Why didn't you call me? I would've brought you home.

Sharlene: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Josie: Mama, what's wrong?

Sharlene: Josie, I can't stand any more of this. I have got to get out of here.

Ken: I apologize for coming back so late.

Rachel: It's all right, you were concerned with Paulina.

Ken: She seems to be holding up pretty well, though.

Rachel: It's terrible about Jake.

Ken: Yeah, did Jamie say what his chances are?

Rachel: I didn't have much of a chance to talk to him.

Ken: Yeah, this must be really strange for him. He doesn't have much use for Jake, does he?

Rachel: He'll do everything he can to see that he pulls through.

Ken: Oh, I don't mean to imply that he won't. I just mean there must be kind of strong feelings about all this.

Rachel: Yes, I guess.

Ken: Did he say whether Jake was conscious?

Rachel: No.

Ken: Well, I guess all we can do is wait. I should get going. I'll call you first thing in the morning.

Rachel: All right. Good night.

Ken: Good night.

Paulina: Over here.

Ken: What are you doing out here?

Paulina: I want to talk to you.

Ken: What's the matter now?

Paulina: Your accusations are what's the matter.

Ken: I didn't accuse you.

Paulina: And I don't need you to act as my father.

Ken: Your father? That's not what --

Paulina: I've been doing just fine without you.

Ken: What do you want, Paulina?

Paulina: I want for you to leave me alone. I want everyone to just leave me alone. Let me get on with my life.

Ken: Fine. That'll be a lot easier now that Jake's out of commission.

Paulina: From here on out, I want nothing more to do with you. Just stay out of my life.

Vicky: I am telling you, Donna didn't tell me anything.

Frankie: She never talked to you about Jake's finances?

Vicky: No.

Frankie: Hmm, that's funny.

Vicky: What is?

Frankie: Well, she was so concerned about Marley. I mean, the first thing my mother does if she's worried about me is talk to my sister.

Vicky: Yeah, well, we're just not like that, ok, Frankie?

Frankie: Look, Vicky, you know Donna better than anybody, ok? Do you have any idea of what she wanted?

Vicky: Maybe she thought Jake was stealing money from Marley.

Frankie: That is a possibility.

Vicky: What is taking them so long?

Cass: If you're not going to charge my client with anything, then she's free to leave, right?

Ryan: Look, can we talk somewhere privately?

Cass: That's fine with me.

Ryan: Outside?

Cass: We'll be right back, Marley.

Vicky: My -- my mouth is pretty dry. Why don't I get us a couple of sodas?

Frankie: No, it's ok, I have to push off. Will you think about what I asked you?

Vicky: Yes, fine.

Frankie: And I'll be in touch.

Vicky: Yeah.

Frankie: Try to relax, ok?

Vicky: All right, Ryan is going to be back any second. What did you tell him?

Marley: Nothing.

Vicky: Nothing at all?

Marley: No, Cass did all the talking.

Vicky: All right. The most important thing is that you deny everything. Deny that you were ever in Jake's loft. Got it?

Marley: Deny it? Why?

Vicky: Don't tell them that you were there. Don't tell them that Jake tried to rape you. Just forget it.

Marley: Vicky, how -- how can I?

Vicky: Marley, I am telling you to forget it. And forget that you ever told me. Is that clear?

Marley: You ran to Jake's loft after I saw you, and you were so angry.

Vicky: I've got to go.

Ryan: This is Mr. White, Jake's neighbor.

Cass: Hello.

Chris: Yeah, you can call me Chris.

Cass: Why don't we talk in there?

Chris: Ok, it's up to you.

Vicky: Jake's neighbor? Think, Vicky, damn it, think fast.

Josie: Mama, I don't understand. Why are you leaving?

Sharlene: So I can take care of my baby, Josie.

Josie: Why can't you do that here with me and John?

Sharlene: Because, Josie, it's no good for me here right now. No matter what I do, no matter what I say, someone is disappointed.

Josie: Well, that's their problem.

Sharlene: I wish I could look at it that way, darling.

Josie: Where would you go?

Sharlene: I'm not sure yet. I don't know yet. I just know I need to be myself. Look, I promise, I won't do anything stupid. I'll take care of myself and, sweetheart, I will come back to you.

Josie: Promise?

Sharlene: Have I ever broken a promise to you before?

Josie: No.

Sharlene: Now, look, I may not know what to do about John or Grant, but there is one thing that I do know about myself, without a doubt.

Josie: And what's that?

Sharlene: I'm a good mother. And now I'm asking you to help me.

Josie: What if I talk to John? What if I told Grant to back off?

Sharlene: Josie, I have to do this my way.

Josie: Why?! Why do you have to leave?!

Sharlene: So that I can get some perspective, so I can stop wondering about them. Why didn't John call today? Is Grant going to show up and surprise me at the door today? Is John angry at me? Has Grant given up on me? It's no good, Josie. It's not good for me and it's not good for the baby.

Josie: God, have you explained this to them? Have you told them how they're making it hard on you?

Sharlene: I don't want to think about that. I don't want to think about what I should tell them and what I should explain to them. Don't you see, sweetheart? That's why I need to get away. So that I can do things that pregnant woman are supposed to do, so I can take care of myself. So I can fantasize about the baby, I can read books on childcare, I can knit some stupid little sweater. I don't know, Josie. Please say you understand.

Josie: Ok. I understand.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Josie: I love you.

Sharlene: I love you so much.

Josie: So when -- when are you going to come back?

Sharlene: When I think the time is right.

Josie: That is not an answer, Mama.

Sharlene: Josie, it's the only answer I can give you. Now, I've written two letters. I've got one to John and one to Grant explaining this. So please don't say anything to them until they've received them.

Josie: You know where you're going, don't you?

Sharlene: I have an idea. And I'll call you with the number when I get there, ok?

Josie: The minute you get there.

Sharlene: But, Josie, you cannot give it to anybody, no matter what.

Josie: But, Mama --

Sharlene: Josie, no matter what. It's best this way. Now, I need you to give me your word. Give it.

Josie: All right. You have my word.

Sharlene: I'll get my suitcase.

Josie: No. I'll get it.

Sharlene: Hmm.

Josie: What? Why are you looking at me like that?

Sharlene: I was just thinking what a great job I did with you.

Josie: Yeah, well, I bet it wasn't always so easy.

Sharlene: I wouldn't have missed a moment. Not a moment of it.

Josie: Well, what about the time that I took your lipstick and wrote my name all over the wallpaper?

Sharlene: I never liked the wallpaper, never did. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.

Josie: I love you.

Sharlene: Josie, you know something? Look at me. I may have made a mess of my own life, but I did succeed -- succeed at the most important thing, and that was raising you. Shh.

Josie: You're going to be a terrific Mom to this little guy, too, or girl.

Sharlene: Well, I'm going to make sure of it, I am. Now, Josie, Josie, Josie?

Josie: Yeah? What?

Sharlene: You take care of yourself. I'm fine.

Josie: Mama? Just try and be happy, ok? Ok?

Clerk: You had your eye on that earlier.

John: Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. I think I'm going to take it.

Clerk: Good. For your baby?

John: No, actually, it's for my wife. We had a little bit of a spat and I'm hoping that this will smooth things over.

Clerk: Oh, of course, it will.

[Register rings]

John: Thank you very much.

Clerk: You're welcome.

Grant: Hey, everything's going great, you guys. Grant Harrison here. Hey, Jim, how are you? Listen, I want to thank you for everything, for all your support at the rally. No, you were a great help. Hey, listen, we're still on for tomorrow, right? Great. I'll see you then. Well, I've got a great feeling about the selection, you guys, got a great feeling about it. I think we're going to win. I think I'm going to win all the way around.

[Monitor beeps]

Jamie: His blood work. Great.

[Jake moans]

Nurse: Dr. Frame, Dr. Frame, he's coming to.

Jamie: Jake? Jake, can you hear me?

Jake: Marley, no.

Jamie: Jake? Jake, answer me. Can you hear me?

Get Nelson here now. His pupils are fixed. He's slipping into a coma! Damn it, Jake.

Cass: Would you mind getting to the point?

Ryan: Why don't you tell Mr. Winthrop exactly what you told me?

Chris: Yeah, I saw a woman leaving the loft tonight.

Cass: When? And I want you to be exact.

Chris: Well, it was just a little bit before I found him.

Cass: Jake?

Chris: Yeah. He was slumped over the console and there was blood.

Cass: You can spare me the details for the time being.

Ryan: This woman that you saw -- had you seen her before?

Chris: Yeah, sure, lots of times.

Cass: Who was she?

Chris: It was her, his ex-wife, Marley.

Cass: You saw her leave the loft?

Chris: Yeah, just before I went in there and found the body.

Ryan: How did she seem to you?

Chris: She seemed real tense and she was in a big hurry.

Cass: And you, of course, are an expert on tension and big hurries, aren't you?

Chris: Look, don't give me a hard time. I know who I saw.

Vicky: Do you?

Marley: Vicky, don't do this.

Vicky: Was it Marley or was it me?

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