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Another World Transcript Tuesday 10/10/06

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Olivia: Hi, Sam.

Sam: Hi. I should have called first, right?

Olivia: No, don't be ridiculous. Come on in.

Sam: But I knew if I did, I wouldn't be able to hold off and I'd end up calling and telling you over the phone. But, actually, what I wanted to do was to come here and tell you in person that -- so I'm here.

Olivia: Why don't you just tell me already?

Sam: Well, it's about thanksgiving.

Olivia: Sam, I really do understand your decision to go to the Corys'. It'll be better for Alli. It -- it's fine, really.

Sam: I'm not going to the Corys'.

Olivia: You're not?

Sam: I've decided to spend the evening with you.

Olivia: Oh, great.

Ken's voice: Nobody is gonna make any money off of this, Jake -- least of all, you.

Paulina: He's going to tell everybody. He said if I --

Ken: I don't care what he said.

Jake: I said I might tell. Meet my price and these lips are sealed.

Ken's voice: Maybe he'd like to have those lips sealed permanently.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I had a distinct impression that you and I weren't on the best of terms right now.

Paulina: You're not wrong.

Ken: Well, then the next logical question is -- what you are doing here?

Paulina: I found out something. I think we should talk about it.

Ken: You want to talk with me? I thought you wanted me out of your life.

Paulina: Yes, well, like it or not, we are in this together.

[Doorbell rings]

Marley: Who is it?

Jamie: It's Jamie.

Marley: Hi.

Jamie: Hi.

Marley: How did you know I was here?

Jamie: Donna told me you moved back in with Vicky.

Marley: Uh, yeah, we figured it was for the best.

Jamie: Why?

Marley: Uh, Jamie, I don't think this is such a good idea.

Jamie: I really don't care.

Marley: The police are out there. They're gonna think that you had something to do with this if they see you.

Jamie: Look, I said I don't care. I couldn't leave things alone, ok?

Marley: Why not?

Jamie: What do you want me to do, just stop thinking about you? Pretend that nothing happened?

Marley: Yes --

Jamie: Let you face this alone?

Marley: Yes, yes.

Jamie: Well, I can't. Marley, I love you. You may hide things from me, but I can't from you.

Marley: I'm not hiding anything from you --

Jamie: Look, just tell me, please, once and for all -- what happened that night with Jake? Marley, please tell me about it now.

Carlos: What's the problem?

Ryan: That was the lab. Forensics report won't be back for a couple of hours at least.

Carlos: They are really swamped down there, Ryan.

Ryan: Yeah, well, we need those results -- can't make a move without them.

Carlos: I thought you'd be happy about the delay.

Ryan: Now, why would I be happy about something like that?

Carlos: Because if the report shows that Marley McKinnon was in the same room as her ex-husband when he was shot --

Ryan: Look, I'm not going to speculate, ok?

[Knock at door]

Carlos: I guess we know why.

Vicky: Hey, hey. Oh, even cops have lunch hour, right?

Ryan: Right.

Vicky: You should see what I packed in this gourmet basket. It is fit for a super detective.

Ryan: I can't, Vicky.

Vicky: What?

Ryan: You should've called first.

Vicky: Oh, well, I'm sorry I was a jerk last night, but your brother wasn't exactly a prince.

Ryan: Vicky --

Vicky: Come on, Ryan, so I popped off a little bit. I'm just under lot of pressure. You understand, right?

Ryan: Yeah, I understand all too well.

Vicky: What?

Ryan: Go home, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, no, you don't. I schlepped this thing all the way over here, and you're not gonna toss me out that quickly.

Ryan: I'm not tossing you out.

Vicky: You're right, because I am staying right here.

Carlos: I think I hear the captain calling me. Excuse me.

Vicky: Oh, come on, you are not really mad at me, are you?

Ryan: You've got to go, Vicky.

Vicky: You don't really want me to.

Ryan: Look, I think that the way things are going, it would be better if there was a little bit of separation. That would be the smart thing for us right now.

Vicky: Why would that be the smart thing?

Ryan: Look, you're right. You're under a lot of pressure. We both are. Given what's going on in the case --

Vicky: Yeah, what is going on in the case, anything new?

Ryan: You know I can't tell you that.

Vicky: You're right. I'm sorry. I understand.

Ryan: Do you?

Vicky: Yeah, I do. That's why I brought that -- a peace offering.

Ryan: Fine.

Vicky: No, it's not fine, is it? All right, Ryan -- what I really wanted to say is I know that you would not railroad my sister, or anybody else for that matter, just to get an arrest. So, um, what I said last night was a crock.

Ryan: So why'd you say it?

Vicky: Because when it comes to Marley, I'm -- I'm just a little, um --

Ryan: Overprotective?

Vicky: Well, yeah, that -- it's just that for a long time all I wanted to do was hurt Marley. And whenever her life got messed up, I would be happy, but all that did was leave me alone. Now we're really close. That really means a lot to me, and I don't want anybody to hurt her.

Ryan: I'm just trying to do my job. Why can't you understand that?

Vicky: I do. But a lot of people hated Jake. Marley cared for him. Now, she may have wanted to break things off, but she didn't shoot him.

Ryan: That doesn't change the fact that there was a shooting. I'm a cop. I've got to investigate every single possibility of anyone --

Vicky: All right, all right. I get the message. I won't mouth off again. Come on, Ryan, can't we just spend a little time together? Please?

Ryan: All right.

Vicky: All right? All right, all right, all right. We'll have a picnic. Right here -- this gourmet basket is going to be eaten on the floor right here.

Ryan: Well, I am waiting for some reports, so I do have a little time on my hands.

Vicky: Oh, is that a yes?

Ryan: Um --

Vicky: Come on. Come on, let's just make up for last night. Please?

Olivia: You are not going to regret this.

Sam: Oh, yeah?

Olivia: I am going to cook you a fabulous thanksgiving meal.

Sam: Now, wait a second. We are gonna have a real turkey, right? This isn't gonna be a big roasted pot of tofu or anything, is it?

Olivia: Oh, fine. I'll tell you what -- I won't even stuff the turkey with tofu, how's that?

Sam: Ah, yes, what a relief.

Olivia: It will be completely traditional.

Sam: You're gonna do this all yourself?

Olivia: Yeah, of course I am.

Sam: All by yourself?

Olivia: I'm not such a bad cook, you know? I might be a little inexperienced, but I can deal with that.

Sam: A little inexperienced?

Olivia: I've cooked once or twice, a couple of times here and there. The big white thing in the kitchen with the dials is the stove. I -- come on!

Sam: Oh, now wait a minute. Why don't we share the cooking, ok?

Olivia: No, absolutely not. I want to do something special for you -- for us.

Sam: You're always thinking of me, aren't you?

Olivia: Mm-hmm. Oh -- oh, Sam, what about Alli?

Sam: Oh, she'll have dinner at the Corys'.

Olivia: But you said that part of the reason that you wanted to go there in the first place was for her -- so she could spend the holiday with both you and Amanda.

Sam: Right. That was the only reason I was considering it at all. But the more I thought about it, the less I thought it'd be a good idea.

Olivia: Why?

Sam: Well, Alli needs to accept the fact that Amanda and I are not together any more. If I go over to the Corys', I'm still so angry, I'm not gonna be able to make nice and --

Olivia: So you're not going to see Alli at all?

Sam: Oh, sure I will. I'll pick her up after she has eaten and she can spend the rest of the evening with you and me.

Olivia: Well, that's fine with me, but how does Amanda feel about that?

Sam: I don't know.

Olivia: You don't know?

Sam: I haven't told Amanda yet.

Ada: I thought you were going to work today.

Amanda: Why do you say it like that?

Ada: The outfit you're wearing.

Amanda: Why, what's wrong with it?

Ada: You tell her, Matthew.

Matt: It's kind of hot for the office, don't you think?

Ada: You'll stop traffic in the corridors.

Amanda: Are you serious?

Matt: It's very nice, believe me. It's just that it's --

Ada: Hot.

Amanda: Rest assured, I am not going to the office today.

Ada: Well, next case. Where are you going?

Amanda: I'm just going to run some errands. Of course, I want to see Alli before Sam comes to pick her up.

Ada: Oh, of course.

Matt: Where are my books?

Ada: They're out on the terrace.

Matt: What are they doing there?

Ada: You're asking me?

Matt: Wait a minute, that's right. I left them there when I was jogging.

Ada: You know, that's a great boy, but when they were handing out memories, they forgot about him altogether.

Amanda: How's my hair?

Ada: This is for Sam, isn't it?

Amanda: What do you mean?

Ada: You're looking like this because you're going to see Sam.

Amanda: No, I told you I'm just gonna run some errands.

Ada: Oh, honey, come on. This is me you're talking to -- grandma.

Amanda: What if it is?

Ada: He was pretty cool to you at the restaurant last night.

Amanda: No, he wasn't.

Ada: It's gonna take him time, you know, to get over what happened.

Amanda: I know that.

Ada: Don't push him.

Amanda: I'm not.

Ada: And don't use Alli as an excuse to get close to him, either --

Amanda: Grandma.

Ada: Or you'll push him further away.

Amanda: I'm not using Alli.

Ada: That's good.

Amanda: And as far as Sam forgiving me goes, that's already started. He's probably going to be here on thanksgiving.

Ada: "Probably" doesn't mean "definitely."

Amanda: I know what "probably" means.

Ada: There was something else we saw last night.

Amanda: What?

Ada: Sam was with Olivia Matthews.

Amanda: I prefer not to discuss Olivia if you don't mind.

Ada: Ok. Well, I got to move. Rachel gave me a list of errands as long as your arm. Take it easy, honey. I love you.

Amanda: I know. I will.

Matt: I tell you I feel so un-philosophical today. I don't know how I'm gonna get through two hours of an exam.

Amanda: When is that?

Matt: What?

Amanda: Do you have an hour or so before you leave?

Matt: Well, I was gonna go to the library and cram. But, you know, if you don't understand Santayana and Kierkegaard by now, well --

Amanda: Good, I need you.

Matt: For what?

Amanda: Brother dear, I need your help.

Paulina: I found out some information about Jake.

Ken: What about him?

Paulina: I know how he got on to what you did at the adoption agency.

Ken: How?

Paulina: It was Iris. He was working for her.

Ken: Iris? Well, that makes a certain amount of sense.

Paulina: She's a determined lady.

Ken: Do you have any proof that they were working together?

Paulina: Oh, yeah, I went to Chicago, saw Marsha.

Ken: Marsha told you?

Paulina: Of course she told me. She loved telling me.

Ken: What are you thinking?

Paulina: Iris has the perfect motive for killing Jake.

Ken: Oh?

Paulina: The way I figure it, he was working for her up to a certain point, and then Jake realized that he could get richer off of blackmailing me.

Ken: So you think that he held back giving Iris the proof that you're not Mac's daughter?

Paulina: Well, if she had it, I'd be long gone.

Ken: All right, so what happens then? Iris realizes that she is being double-crossed?

Paulina: And shoots Jake. She could have done it.

Ken: Interesting.

Paulina: Yeah. Bet the police would think so.

Ken: How are you gonna tell the police that Jake and Iris were in cahoots without revealing that you're not really Mac's daughter?

Paulina: I could be Mac's daughter.

Ken: All right, true. But do you want to run the risk of the police not believing you or Rachel not believing you?

Paulina: Maybe we could come up with something to tell the police -- something that would link Iris to Jake. Something that wouldn't involve me.

Ken: Like what?

Paulina: I don't know. You're the one that's great at making up lies, Ken.

Ken: Paulina, I know you don't like taking advice from me, but please, leave this alone. Let the police carry on their investigation. You stay out of it. After all, it's perfectly possible that it wasn't Iris.

Paulina: Seems like the police already have a suspect.

Ken: Yeah, could be Marley or Vicky.

Paulina: Or Iris.

Ken: Mm-hmm. All women with a good reason for wanting Jake dead.

Paulina: Why does it have to be a woman?

Ken: Well, it doesn't. Knowing Jake, it could be almost anyone.

Paulina: I couldn't agree more.

Ryan: You just wait right here and I'll be back with your answer in a minute.

Vicky: Right here? I'll wait right here.

Marley: Hello?

Vicky: Hey, it's me. You ok?

Marley: Oh, I'm -- I'm fine.

Vicky: Is anybody there harassing you?

Marley: Jamie's here.

Vicky: Oh.

Marley: He -- he just came here to talk.

Vicky: Wait, you didn't tell -- I'm at the police station. Someone might need to use the phone, you get my drift?

Marley: Yes.

Vicky: Ok. You didn't tell Jamie our little surprise, did you?

Marley: No, of course I didn't.

Vicky: Good.

Marley: Vicky, you know, you never told me what you meant last night when you said that you -- you had a --

Vicky: Oh, I've got it under control, believe me. I'll tell you later. Bye.

Carlos: I wish I had beautiful women bringing me picnic lunches.

Ryan: So you'll cover for me?

Carlos: I'm a fool for romance. Go on, take your lunch.

Ryan: I owe you one, Carlos.

Carlos: But not in there. If the captain sees you having a picnic in the station --

Ryan: No, I'll find -- I'll find a better place. Since the forensics report isn't coming back for at least a couple of hours, I'll find the perfect place.

Carlos: You might just pick up some information on your way --

Ryan: No, the last thing I'm gonna be doing for the next couple hours is talking about this case.

Vicky: [Whistling] Well?

Ryan: Well, this is a moveable feast, right?

Vicky: Yeah.

Ryan: Let's move it.

Vicky: All right.

Bridget: Now, here we are -- a nice pot of tea. Oh, would you move everything for me, dear, please? Oh, thank you very much. Now, Jamie, I want you to see that she puts plenty of milk in that tea of hers.

Marley: Bridget's big on calcium.

Bridget: And I want you to make sure that she eats all these biscuits. She is much too thin, you know.

Marley: I can't eat all of those biscuits.

Bridget: Now, supposing -- will you sit down, dear? Just sit down. Now supposing, God forbid, that you got sick or something like that --

Marley: I'm not gonna get sick.

Bridget: You don't have any meat on your bones.

Marley: I absolutely --

Bridget: Now, I have plenty of food outside, and I'm going to bring it in after you finish this.

Marley: 10 people could not --

Bridget: Eat.

Marley: Finish.

Bridget: Eat.

Jamie: She is just trying to take care of you.

Marley: [Whispering] She is driving me crazy.

Jamie: She is worried about you. We all are.

Marley: [Normal voice] Well, I wish you would all stop. Here, please, have a biscuit and go, please.

Jamie: Not until you tell me about that night with Jake.

Marley: Jamie, I already told you why I can't talk about that night.

Jamie: Because you're only discussing the case with Cass.

Marley: You -- you don't believe me?

Jamie: What about Vicky, does she know?

Marley: No, Vicky doesn't know. I'm not discussing --

Jamie: Then why all the secrecy between the two of you?

Marley: What are you talking about?

Jamie: Look, that was Vicky on the phone before. I could tell by the way you lowered your voice. Look, if she has convinced you to hide something, Marley --

Marley: No, Vicky only has my best interests at heart.

Jamie: Look, I know all about Vicky's good intentions, and I am not about to argue with you about them.

Marley: Good. Now, that's a relief.

Jamie: I'm not gonna argue at all.

Marley: Good.

Jamie: What I want to do is get you out of here.

Marley: What?

Jamie: You need to get out of this house, please.

Marley: I don't. I'm fine.

Jamie: Look, I'm having dinner with Stacey tonight, why don't you come?

Marley: No, thank you. I don't think I want to be around a lot of people.

Jamie: Then maybe I'll pick you up afterwards and we'll go for a drive.

Marley: I don't want to go --

Jamie: I'm not taking no on this, Marley.

Marley: I'm fine.

Jamie: I will pick you up later.

Marley: But I don't want to --

Jamie: Later, ok?

[Doorbell rings]

Amanda: Hi.

Sam: Hi.

Amanda: Come on in.

Sam: Is Alli ready?

Amanda: I'll check.

Sam: Thank you.

Matt: Hi, Sam, how are you?

Sam: Good, Matt, how are you?

Matt: Good.

Amanda: Matt, did you happen to see Alli running around up there?

Matt: Why, yes, I did. Hilda said that she would be ready in a few minutes.

Amanda: Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. I -- I guess Hilda's having a hard time getting her dressed. Alli's been a little picky about what she's wearing lately. Have you noticed?

Sam: Well, she doesn't have many clothes at my place, so she can't be fussy.

Amanda: Right.

Matt: Why don't I go up and check on her and tell her you're here?

Amanda: Good.

Sam: Thanks, man.

Amanda: I hope you don't mind.

Sam: What?

Amanda: Waiting for Alli.

Sam: No, actually, I needed to talk to you about something anyway.

Amanda: Oh?

Sam: Yeah. Uh -- is that a new dress?

Amanda: Yes.

Sam: It's about the invitation for thanksgiving.

Amanda: Oh, that's gonna be a great day. Alli's gonna be really excited.

Sam: I'm not coming.

Amanda: I mean, it's her first big holiday sitting with the family and everything. I know she's looking forward to it a lot.

Sam: Amanda.

Amanda: What?

Sam: I said I'm not coming.

Amanda: Oh. Well, you seemed really receptive to it last night.

Sam: Well, I've changed my mind

Amanda: Why?

Sam: I think it'll confuse Alli.

Amanda: What do you mean?

Sam: Well, the two of us spending time together on a holiday -- I think it'll give her the wrong idea.

Amanda: It won't -- not as long as we explain things to her.

Sam: What are we gonna tell her, Amanda -- "yeah, we're still friends, Alli. That's what's going on." I don't think so.

Amanda: I guess not.

Sam: Amanda, we are getting a divorce -- it's a fact.

Amanda: I just really thought -- yeah, I see your point.

Sam: Good.

Amanda: I still hate to think of you alone on thanksgiving, though. Maybe I can bring Alli over, and we could have some turkey there or something.

Sam: I won't be alone.

Amanda: Oh?

Sam: I'm having dinner with Olivia.

Amanda: Right, I should have thought of that.

Matt: Here we are, ready or not.

Sam: There's my baby.

Matt: There you go.

Sam: You little sweetheart, Daddy missed you so much. Can you look at me? Here I am, sweetheart. I missed you so much. What do you want to do today? You want to go to the park? You want to go to the zoo? All of those? It's your choice, sweetheart. Give Daddy a kiss. Ok, let's go. Then we're going to have a great day all day -- just you and me. That's all, just you and me on the town.

Carlos: Thanks. Stay with it.

Billy: Where the hell is Harrison?

Carlos: Captain.

Billy: I got Morgan Graves, the D.A. from hell, breathing down my neck, screaming she wants an arrest in the McKinnon case. So where the hell is Harrison, damn it?

Carlos: He's out, captain.

Billy: Out where?

Officer: Forensics report on the McKinnon shooting.

Carlos: This report wasn't due in for another couple hours.

Officer: We put a rush on it.

Billy: I'll take that. Put your coat on, Morales.

Carlos: Where are we going?

Billy: To pay a certain young lady a visit.

Carlos: I'll beep Ryan.

Billy: Forget about Harrison.

Carlos: He's working on the McKinnon case.

Billy: No, we're gonna handle this without him. It'll be better off all around. Let's go.

Vicky: Oh, so he lost, huh?

Ryan: Yeah, but he'll never accept that. He -- he won't even concede.

Vicky: Does he have a choice?

Ryan: Well, the count was really close so he's asking for a recount.

Vicky: Oh, really?

Ryan: Uh-huh. Oh, my brother doesn't like losing. But I didn't bring you here to talk about Grant.

Vicky: Oh, really? Well, what did you bring me here to talk about?

Ryan: Look around.

Vicky: Mm-hmm. Very nice place.

Ryan: Mm-hmm. And it's one of the quietest. No people, no phones, no interruptions.

Vicky: I'm glad to see you're not still angry with me.

Ryan: I was thinking about this all last night.

Vicky: Yeah, I was -- I was thinking about it, too. That's not all I was thinking about.

Ryan: Mm.

Vicky: I wish it could be like this all the time.

Ryan: I'm thinking the same thing.

Vicky: I just -- I just wish this damn case would go away.

Ryan: Yeah, I know.

Vicky: You can make it go away, can't you?

Ryan: What are you trying to say, Vicky?

Vicky: Nothing.

Ryan: What, that I can just make this case go away?

Vicky: No --

Ryan: Make incriminating evidence just disappear?

Vicky: No, Ryan.

Ryan: Keep an arrest from ever being made?

Vicky: No, I'm just saying that you're in charge of the investigation.

Ryan: Is that why you brought out your little picnic? Get me to play ball?

Vicky: No.

Ryan: You're wasting your time.

Vicky: Ryan, I understand.

Ryan: I don't think you do.

Vicky: I do understand. I understand that you have a job.

Ryan: I care for you, Vicky --

Vicky: I hope so.

Ryan: A lot more than you realize.

Vicky: I care for you, too.

Ryan: So why don't you trust me?

Vicky: I do.

Ryan: But you don't believe that I'm trying to do everything I can to be fair to you, to Marley.

Vicky: Yes, I do.

Ryan: I just never know when you're being for real.

Vicky: I'm being for real. I'm sorry. I just -- I can't help trying to fix things sometimes.

Ryan: You say Marley's innocent. She says she's innocent. If that's the truth, then what needs to be fixed?

Vicky: Us.

Ryan: Now what's wrong?

Vicky: This is going to sound really weird to you. It's -- it's Marley. There's something wrong --

Ryan: What?

Vicky: With Marley. I'm sorry, it sounds really weird. I've got to go. I have to go, I'm sorry.

Ryan: Wait a second, Marley can wait. She can spare you for an hour.

Vicky: She -- oh, God, she can't. I've got -- I'm sorry. I've got to go, Ryan, I'm --

Ryan: We don't know when we're going to get any more time like this again.

Vicky: You're seducing me.

Ryan: You noticed?

Vicky: Yeah, I noticed.

Vicky: I've got to go, or I'm never going to leave.

Ken: Paulina, I'm not accusing you. I'm on your side. Now, Jake was blackmailing me, too. We're on the same team here.

Paulina: No. No, no, I have my own life now. You just look out for yourself. Don't worry about me anymore, ok?

Ken: Well, I am worried. Believe it or not, I care about you. If anybody ever tried to hurt you, I'd --

Paulina: You'd what?

Ken: I'd handle it.

Paulina: [Sighs] Well, I guess all we can do now is pray that when Jake comes out of his coma, he keeps quiet. In the meantime, I am going to start enjoying my life. I mean, I have a lot to be grateful for, don't I?

Ken: Yes, you do.

Paulina: I've got a family that cares about me. I've got money, security. What more could a girl want?

Ken: Not much.

Paulina: I just need to forget this mess for a while -- this whole Jake business, and just breathe again. I want to go out dancing. I want to laugh again, get to know my family.

Ken: Good, you do that.

Ada: Ahoy, Odyssey! Great customer coming aboard!

Ken: Ada.

Ada: Hi.

Paulina: Hello, Ada.

Ada: I thought you could use a paying customer. Paulina, what are you doing here?

Paulina: Oh, I was just in the neighborhood visiting. I just remembered, I'm late for my hair appointment. I got to go, but I'll see you back at the house, ok?

Ada: Yeah, sure, ok. You've been a good friend to her -- and Amanda.

Ken: I didn't really do that much.

Ada: Are you kidding? What about Rachel?

Ken: Rachel means a great deal to me.

Ada: When Mac died, it was very scary watching her go deeper and deeper into herself. Then you came along.

Ken: Well, thank you, but I think she would've come out of it herself. Rachel's not one to waste her life.

Ada: Oh, I don't know about that. We all tried to help her get through Mac's death, but you were the one with the magic touch.

Ken: Ok -- ok, I know when I am whipped. I'll take the credit.

Ada: I mean it, Ken. You were the one that helped Rachel the most to deal with her grief. You've done a lot for our family.

Ken: Ok. Ok. Let's get on to the important stuff now. Did I hear something about a paying customer?

Ada: Cash and carry.

Ken: The best kind. What can I get for you?

Ada: A present for a friend.

Ken: All right, let's see what we can come up with. Oh, well, anybody that has you for a friend is already fortunate.

Ada: Thanks a lot, pal. [Laughs]

[Knock at door]

Olivia: Amanda.

Amanda: Is this a good time?

Olivia: Uh, why are you here?

Amanda: Well, I just came by to make sure that you and aunt Liz got our annual invitation to thanksgiving dinner.

Olivia: Yes, we did. I'm sure aunt Liz will be there.

Amanda: Oh, good. What about you?

Olivia: I can't come.

Amanda: Oh, why not?

Olivia: You know why not.

Amanda: How would I know?

Olivia: Because Sam told you.

Amanda: Oh, that's right. You're having dinner with him, aren't you?

Olivia: Look, Amanda, I really don't want to get into --

Amanda: You must really be proud of yourself.

Olivia: Excuse me?

Amanda: Finding out that I invited Sam to thanksgiving dinner and then working up your little pout, telling him how much you'd like to cook for him. By the way, don't use chestnuts in stuffing. He hates it. You probably told him you already bought the damn turkey.

Olivia: This was his decision, Amanda.

Amanda: Right, just like it was his decision to have you model for him. Just like it was his decision to tell you everything that was going on between he and I.

Olivia: He certainly couldn't talk to you.

Amanda: Let's be honest here, ok? You have wanted Sam since the first day you saw him.

Olivia: He needed a friend.

Amanda: And you have been a very close friend.

Olivia: Amanda, look, your problems with Sam are your fault -- yours and Evan's.

Amanda: You really are pathetic, you know that? The way you throw yourself at him.

Olivia: Get out.

Amanda: You should see yourself. You would be mortified.

Olivia: Now, what about you, Amanda? Are you proud of the way you've ruined your life? Are you proud of running around town with Evan Bates and believing all the garbage he fed you about Sam?

Amanda: Everything that Evan did is no different than what you're doing to Sam right now.

Olivia: I thought I told you to get out.

Amanda: I'm warning you. You are not gonna walk over me to get to Sam. Do you hear me?

Jamie: Sound asleep.

Matt: Finally. What took you so long?

Jamie: Let's see, I talked to him, I sang to him, I rocked him, I sang to him again -- it was a piece of cake.

Matt: Actually, two hours -- that's pretty good.

Jamie: Look, my son has a lot of wonderful qualities, but a good sleeper is not one of them.

Matt: Oh.

Jamie: How'd your exam go?

Matt: Oh, I'm gaining great respect for philosophy.

Jamie: No, I'm waiting to go out for dinner in a few minutes. I'm just waiting for the --

[Doorbell rings]

Matt: Doorbell.

Jamie: Maybe just one.

Jamie: Hey, there's my favorite niece. Come here.

Sam: There you go, baby.

Jamie: Did you have a good walk?

Sam: Oh, yeah. We picked the flowers, fed the ducks. Now it's gonna be time for Daddy to go home, sweetie, ok? I'm sorry I got her back a little late there.

Jamie: Sam --

Sam: Yeah?

Jamie: I just want you to know how glad I am the truth is out.

Sam: Thanks. Me, too.

Jamie: And how difficult it's been for you. I just wish that I'd figured that out sooner.

Sam: Well, at least you heard me out and you believed me. That's a lot.

Jamie: I'd like a chance to talk to you. Maybe we could get together sometime.

Sam: Yeah, it would be great.

Jamie: Amanda and I are planning a pre-thanksgiving get together, maybe --

Sam: Look, Jamie, you and I can definitely be friends, but I can't do that with Amanda.

Jamie: Ok. Hey, I better get you up for your nap or you'll never sleep tonight, right? See you later.

Sam: Bye, my love. Bye, sweetheart. I'll see you soon.

Matt: Sam, hold up for a sec. Listen, I owe you an apology, too.

Sam: Look, Matt, it's fine.

Matt: No, no, no, no. I was acting like a snot-nosed kid, and I didn't even give you the benefit of the doubt.

Sam: Well, Amanda is your sister, so, you know, that's how it goes.

Matt: I mean, I couldn't believe that she and Evan --

Sam: Yeah, I couldn't either.

Matt: But you're my Dad's brother and --

Sam: It's all right. Don't worry about it, ok?

Matt: I'm sorry. I know he's not thrilled with me.

Sam: I will make sure Mitch understands if that makes you feel better, ok?

Matt: What about you and me, can we be friends?

Sam: You're my only nephew, man. It's cool.

Matt: Well, thanks.

Sam: Don't be so hard on yourself, ok?

Matt: No -- must have been hard for you, though, being alone.

Sam: No, I was fine. I wasn't alone. I had Olivia.

Matt: Is that right? She's a good person.

Sam: I realize that more and more every day.

Olivia: Are you threatening me?

Amanda: I want you to stay out of my way. Do you understand that?

Olivia: Understand this, Amanda. Your husband doesn't want to have dinner with you. I didn't tell him not to -- nobody did.

Amanda: Liar.

Olivia: [Laughs] I don't lie, Amanda. That's your territory. Face it -- Sam doesn't want to be with you because he can't stand the sight of you.

Amanda: Oh, you are just enjoying this, aren't you? You worked on this little scheme of yours for months -- forcing yourself on Sam, putting me down.

Olivia: In the first place, I never put you down, as you call it. You've done that all by yourself. And secondly, I would never use my own child just to get what I wanted.

Amanda: I am not using Alli.

Olivia: You are using Alli right, left, and center.

Amanda: Sam is Alli's father.

Olivia: Does that make it any more fair?

Amanda: All I said was that Alli would like to have her Daddy with her on thanksgiving.

Olivia: Oh, yes, I'm sure little Alli talks to you about this all the time. I mean, children that age just love to discuss holiday plans three weeks in advance.

Amanda: You had your little plan in motion months ago.

Olivia: Uh-uh. See, that's where you're wrong. I had no idea that Sam was going to want to spend thanksgiving with me.

Amanda: Right.

Olivia: I had nothing to do with his decision, just like I had nothing to do with what happened to your marriage.

Amanda: I should've known this was going to be a waste of time.

Olivia: You slept with Evan because you didn't love your own husband enough. And now you're going around town trying to find someone else to blame, instead of accepting the fact that you were a fool.

Amanda: Good-bye, Olivia.

Olivia: One of these days, Amanda, maybe you'll realize that he wants to be with me because he cares about me, because I had faith in him when nobody else did.

Bridget: Marley? Dear?

Marley: Hmm?

Bridget: You mustn't believe what the newspapers say, you know.

Marley: Bridget, I don't believe it. It's just hard to see your name on the front page of the paper.

Bridget: Is it the investigation that you are so concerned about?

Marley: Why do you ask that?

Bridget: You've been so withdrawn lately, and I -- see, I'm not quite sure how to say this, but are you sure you haven't done something wrong, dear?

Marley: Bridget, I used to be so sure about what was wrong and what was right.

[Knock at door]

Marley: Now --

Bridget: Oh. Oh -- I'll go get it.

Marley: Thank you.

Bridget: Who is it?

Billy: Police, Captain Cooper.

Bridget: Marley?

Bridget: Well, now, sir, what can I do for you?

Billy: Nothing, but Marley McKinnon can. Excuse me. Miss McKinnon?

Marley: Yes.

Billy: I have a subpoena to seize the clothes you were wearing the night Jake McKinnon was shot.

Olivia: In case you haven't noticed, Mr. Fowler, I happen to be a very big fan of your work.

Sam: Well, then maybe you can help me hang some of my paintings.

Olivia: I'd be delighted. I'm just gonna get my stuff.

Sam: Ok.

Olivia: Oh, how was your visit with Alli?

Sam: It was great, it was great, and I told Amanda that I wouldn't be coming over there for thanksgiving dinner.

Olivia: I see.

Sam: How was your day?

Olivia: Oh, fine.

Sam: Yeah?

Olivia: Uneventful.

Sam: You didn't do anything?

Olivia: Hmm-mm.

Sam: Did you see anybody? Absolutely nothing happened?

Olivia: Nothing of any importance.

Sam: Ok, let's go.

Olivia: Ok.

Amanda: Hi.

Matt: Hi.

Amanda: Is Alli asleep?

Matt: Oh, I don't know about asleep. Jamie's upstairs trying.

Amanda: Jamie? I thought Jamie was going out.

Jamie: I am.

Matt: He is.

Amanda: You are?

Jamie: Yeah.

Amanda: Well, then I guess it's just you and me. What do you say we order out to Mr. Wu's?

Matt: No, I can't do Wu's tonight. Jo and I are going out tonight to celebrate how lousy we did on the exam.

Jamie: Matthew.

Matt: Just kidding.

Jamie: So, no plans tonight?

Amanda: No. I'll probably hang out and read a book or, uh, rent a movie or something.

Jamie: Look, why don't you come to Stacey's with me for dinner?

Amanda: Oh, right, she would love that.

Jamie: She wouldn't mind.

Amanda: Jamie, you really want to drag your little sister along on a date, or are you just feeling sorry for me?

Jamie: Look, it is not a date, and, yes, I do.

Amanda: Do you remember how it used to be when I'd ask you if I could go out with you and your friends? You would say that I was a pain in the neck and go get my own friends.

Jamie: I was a fool.

Amanda: You must really feel sorry for me.

Jamie: Look, you're my kid sister, I love you.

Amanda: Jamie, I don't know --

Jamie: You are coming, you are coming. I'm gonna call Stacey and let her know. It'll take your mind off of Sam, ok? Be right back.

Matt: By the way, how did things go today?

Amanda: Don't ask.

Matt: Well, I kept Alli upstairs for 10 minutes just like you told me. Didn't that give you enough time with Sam?

Amanda: I made a big mistake.

Matt: What mistake?

Amanda: While you were upstairs with Alli, Sam was down here telling me that he's having thanksgiving dinner with Olivia.

Matt: That's the mistake?

Amanda: No. The mistake came when I went over to Olivia's and told her off.

Matt: Oh, yeah. Yeah, that was -- that was a bad move.

Amanda: Mm-hmm. I couldn't help it. I just got so angry. I was out of control.

Matt: I thought you and Sam were in the past -- that's why you and Evan --

Amanda: I don't -- I don't know why I did any of it. I still love Sam. I know you're thinking that I don't deserve him.

Matt: I'm not thinking that.

Amanda: You're right. But I don't care. I want my family back.

Marley: Here are the clothes I was wearing.

Billy: What about a coat?

Marley: Oh, yes.

Billy: I'll need that, too.

Marley: Uh, my coat.

Billy: Isn't that what I just said?

Marley: Captain, may I have a word with you?

Billy: Sure.

Marley: Alone?

Billy: Morales, wait for me in the car.

Carlos: Yes, sir.

Marley: Um, Bridget?

Bridget: Yes, I was just going to do my marketing. I'll go right along.

Billy: Ok, I'm listening.

Marley: Captain, I thought Detective Harrison was in charge of this case.

Billy: Well, I'm in charge of Detective Harrison. He works for me.

Marley: Well, why isn't he here?

Billy: Well, I'll tell you, Miss McKinnon, it seems he's become a little too personally involved. Is that all you'd like to ask me?

Marley: Yes, thank you.

Billy: Well, how about I ask you some things?

Marley: Ok.

Billy: Or better yet, why don't you just tell me?

Marley: Tell you what?

Billy: About the night of the shooting?

Vicky: What is this?

Ryan: Captain.

Billy: Harrison, good of you to join us.

Vicky: What is going on? Marley --

Marley: I'll get my coat.

Vicky: Why?

Marley: They have a subpoena.

Vicky: A subpoena? For what?

Billy: For the clothes she was wearing the night McKinnon was shot.

Vicky: Marley! You planned all this, didn't you? When you had me alone in your office.

Ryan: I knew nothing about this.

Vicky: You took me to the country and you kept me there with that bull you were feeding me about caring for me.

Ryan: Oh, now wait a --

Vicky: You knew Marley would be alone, so you sent your boss over here while you kept me away.

Ryan: Vicky --

Vicky: You set me up.

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