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Another World Transcript Wednesday 10/25/06
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Dean: I don't get it.
Paulina: That's my favorite.
Dean: Paulina --
Paulina: Especially Al Jarreau. Can you play anything by him?
Dean: I'm not playing anything, ok, unless you answer my question.
Paulina: How about Elton John?
Dean: Why would you ever lose everything?
Paulina: That's who I used to listen to on Gold Street.
Dean: Would you answer my question, please?
Paulina: There's nothing to tell.
Dean: But you said that you were afraid that you could lose everything. I mean, that sounds like something to me.
Paulina: You've come from a life like mine, right? Isn't that the way it always is? No happy endings?
Dean: Mm-mmm. I'm sorry, it's too depressing. That's not -- that's not you, Paulina.
Paulina: Yeah, well, you don't know me very well.
Dean: Well, I know a few days ago that you were cruising around in the Cory limo, turning your nose up at the past and all the lousy times that went with it. Right? What's up? You're in trouble, aren't you?
Vicky: What are you staring at?
Donna: Victoria --
Vicky: Cass, don't you understand what I am saying?
Cass: Are you serious?
Vicky: Yes. The only way for you to win this case is to make it look like somebody else shot Jake. Now, why shouldn't it be me?
Donna: But you didn't.
Michael: Sit down.
Vicky: All right, all right. We're perfect clones. Nobody can tell the difference. The one witness they have can't tell the difference between the two of us. Now, if that's not reasonable doubt --
Michael: This is insane. It's just insane.
Vicky: Is it? Everyone knows I hated Jake.
Cass: From a legal point of view, it may be the one sure way to save Marley.
Jamie: Stay with me tonight.
Marley: Jamie, I can't.
Jamie: You can do anything you want to.
Marley: My parents are expecting me, and I can't --
Jamie: I don't care. Tell them you can't make it.
Marley: Jamie --
Jamie: Listen, Marley, this has been coming for a long time.
Marley: Well, I can't just --
Jamie: No, no, I don't want to talk or argue. I want to make love to you. And I know you want that, too. You're not going to try to deny it, are you?
Jamie: Come here. Call.
Marley: Do you --
Jamie: Call them.
Marley: No, I'm not going to call my parents --
Jamie: Who cares? Call them --
[Knock on door]
Ryan: Jamie, it's Ryan here!
Jamie: Oh, great.
Marley: I don't want to talk to Ryan, please --
Jamie: Look, go in the back and wait, ok? Marley. Now go. Go. Detective.
Ryan: Heard about the shooting on my radio.
Jamie: It was a flesh wound. Everything is under control.
Ryan: Glad to hear it. Also glad you're still here.
Jamie: Look, it's kind of late, don't you think?
Ryan: Listen, I got two urgent messages that you needed to talk to me. Has that changed?
Jamie: No, it's just I really didn't expect to hear from you tonight.
Ryan: When I hear somebody's got some important information --
Jamie: It's about Paulina.
Jamie: I found a bug in her room, in the phone.
Jamie: Right -- is that all you can say is "right"?
Ryan: I've already heard everything about it.
Ryan: Paulina told me.
Dean: Well, whatever it is, you can tell me, ok?
Paulina: There's no point, Dean.
Dean: Do you know that I happen to be an expert at getting out of trouble? I -- I have had so much experience.
Paulina: I can imagine.
Dean: All you have to do is tell me and I'll fix it, ok? It won't cost you anything either. It's free. Well, one thing. A smile.
Paulina: You're very nice, but I don't think so.
Dean: Mm, I hate being called nice -- hate it.
Paulina: Ok, I'll take it back. You're mean and tough.
Dean: Don't make fun of me, all right?
Paulina: I'm sorry.
Dean: I'm just trying be a friend.
Paulina: I know.
Dean: Well, look, if you don't want to talk to me about it, it's your business.
Paulina: Yeah, it is.
Dean: It's no problem.
Dean: All right, good. I'm cool.
Paulina: I can see that.
Dean: Well, I'll go my way. You go yours.
Paulina: Good. Bye.
Dean: Wait a minute, wait --
Paulina: Dean, you just said --
Dean: I know, but I didn't mean it. I mean, I meant it, but I didn't mean the part where -- I just want to add a little something, ok? Listen, Paulina, I've knocked around a lot. Nothing shocks me -- nothing. And I never rat on people.
Paulina: That's an admirable trait.
Dean: Yeah. I just want to -- if you do want to talk --
Paulina: You'll be the one.
Dean: Ok. Because the worst is when somebody is scared, you know, and they don't have anybody to talk to about it. And I know that, because I've been there.
Paulina: [Sighs] No more.
Paulina: I'm not going to do this to myself anymore. I'm going to tough it out just like I always have.
Paulina: Yeah, you know, you've really helped me. Thanks.
Dean: No kidding?
Paulina: No kidding.
Dean: Ok. You didn't even tell me what the problem was, but --
Paulina: I have to go home now.
Dean: Ok, all right, well, if you change your mind --
Paulina: I know where to find you.
Dean: Oh, if I'm not here, I'm at Frankie and Cass', ok? And they have an answering machine if you want to leave a message. And they're listed if you don't have their number, so --
Paulina: Good to know.
Dean: Ok. Anyway, I just want to tell you that I'll be around if you need me.
Paulina: I believe that.
Dean: All right.
Michael: Forget it.
Cass: She's right, Michael. This establishes reasonable doubt.
Michael: I understand the concept, Cass.
Vicky: Then why do you have a problem with it?
Michael: How do you put them both on the stand?
Cass: Maybe I don't have to. Maybe I could use this to blow the D.A.'s case right out of the water. Then we wouldn't even have to present a defense.
Michael: No, there's got to be some other way.
Vicky: Dad --
Donna: Do you -- do you actually want to say that you did it?
Vicky: No, I want to say that I could have done it.
Cass: You see, we established that Marley's exact physical duplicate had the means, the motive, and could have been placed at the scene of the crime.
Vicky: It takes the heat off Marley.
Cass: What it does is virtually assure her acquittal.
Vicky: Oh, now, come on, I know you both have had your moments when you thought I'd done it, haven't you?
Michael: Well, you think a lot of things.
Vicky: All right. Well, the jury is going to think the same exact thing. I think it's all we need, don't you, Cass?
Donna: No. You're not going to sacrifice yourself to save Marley. I won't let that happen.
Vicky: Oh, you won't, will you?
Donna: I know you think that's what always happens --
Vicky: It's not just what I think --
Donna: It's not that way, and it's not true --
Vicky: All right, all right, I don't want to fight about it. Cass, I want you to get the ball rolling.
Michael: Wait a minute. This could backfire. You could wind up being prosecuted.
Vicky: Cass isn't going to let that happen.
Cass: It's very rare for two people to be prosecuted for the same crime.
Vicky: All right.
Michael: Very rare is not good enough. I'm not going to let you take that chance.
Donna: I'm not either.
Vicky: It's not your call.
Vicky: Cass, you convince them. I'll go talk to Marley.
Jamie: How did Paulina know about the bug?
Ryan: Beats me.
Jamie: But she thinks that Jake planted it.
Ryan: Why would that surprise you?
Jamie: I just thought she would have assumed it was Iris.
Ryan: Why is that?
Jamie: Because Iris has been trying everything under the sun to prove that Paulina isn't Mac's child.
Ryan: Guess she didn't do a very good job.
Jamie: My mother is very protective of Paulina.
Ryan: And you? How do you feel?
Jamie: Did Paulina say why Jake might have planted the bug?
Ryan: The conversation that I had with Paulina is confidential.
Jamie: Yes, yes, of course.
Ryan: You have the device that you found?
Jamie: Yeah, it's right here. Hope it gives you a new lead.
Ryan: I doubt it. Seeing as you've destroyed any of the prints that we may have gotten.
Ryan: Listen, if you want to help out Marley, you should have left the bug in the telephone. Would you just let me do my job?
Jamie: Look, I am sorry.
Ryan: Listen, do you think that Paulina could have shot Jake?
Jamie: Look, I heard you questioning Paulina about the surveillance equipment the other night. She was very defensive.
Ryan: I agree.
Jamie: That's what made me think of looking in Paulina's room in the first place.
Ryan: Paulina didn't know about the bug until recently? Makes it kind of hard to find a link between that and Jake's shooting.
Jamie: She said she didn't know about the bug.
Ryan: If Paulina knew about it, then why would she let you find it?
Jamie: She sure got cooperative when she found out about it.
Ryan: She has an explanation for that.
Jamie: Oh, I'll bet she does.
Ryan: Jamie, I want you to know that I'm trying to figure out all these loose ends, no matter what the captain says.
Ryan: I hope I didn't mess up your night too much.
Jamie: No, not at all.
Ryan: By the way, if you do see Marley tonight, let her know that I'd like to speak to her.
Jamie: Yeah, I will.
Rachel: Ah, there you are.
Paulina: Hi. I hope you weren't waiting up for me.
Rachel: No, just for the late news.
Paulina: Well, then I'll leave you alone.
Rachel: No, no, please don't do that. I hate watching the late night news. It's so depressing. Well, Ken said that you went over to the police station to tell them about the bug in your phone.
Paulina: Yes, I did.
Rachel: How did it go?
Paulina: Well, it was difficult.
Paulina: Well, for one thing, I'm not sure that Jake did put the bug in my room. But if he did, I think I know the reason why, and, well, it is embarrassing to talk about.
Paulina: Rachel, Jake had certain tendencies. He was, um, what's the word they use -- a voyeur.
Rachel: I see. Go on. Don't worry, I don't shock easily.
Paulina: Well, I was shocked. But then I kept telling myself it was harmless.
Rachel: So, he tried to get you to go along with him?
Paulina: I never did. He used to tell me I was too much of a prude.
Rachel: So, you told the police all this?
Paulina: Yes. It was awful.
Rachel: Well, I think you did the right thing.
Paulina: Well, I knew if I didn't, Jamie would. He'd do anything to help Marley.
Rachel: He cares about Marley. He's protective.
Paulina: Yeah, well, it's more than that.
Rachel: Paulina, Jamie would never throw suspicion on an innocent person just to save Marley.
Paulina: He's in love with her, Rachel. People in love do desperate things.
Rachel: Not that. He would never do that.
Paulina: You don't think so?
Rachel: No, I don't.
Paulina: I have to get some air.
What I'm trying to say is that I don't do this anymore. But when you said what you did tonight, and then you walked away -- no guy has ever cared enough about me to do that. That's when I knew how much I want to make love with you.
Jake: Paulina --
Paulina: I know you could never hurt me, Jake.
Jamie: One last question. Do you know anything about Jake's use of surveillance equipment?
Paulina: Why are you suddenly turning on me?
Jamie: Because you've lied to me before. You lied to me to get the job as Steven's nanny, and you lied about the extent of your relationship with Jake. And now it's obvious you're bothered about Ryan's questions about Jake, and you won't tell the truth about that, either.
Paulina: You know, I knew this would happen.
Rachel: I'm afraid I have some disturbing news.
Paulina: It's about what Jamie said, isn't it?
Rachel: Jamie found a surveillance device in your room.
Rachel: In the phone. Do you have any idea why it was there and who could have done it?
Ken: If Jamie goes to the cops with this fascinating piece of information, you're going to be in big trouble.
Paulina: Jamie heard about the wire tapping equipment that Jake had and decided to have a look around the Cory house.
Ryan: Really? Go on.
Paulina: He found a bug in the phone in my room.
Ryan: And you think Jake put it there.
Paulina: Yes, I do.
Ryan: You didn't know it was there?
Paulina: Of course I didn't. I thought that those things only happened in the movies. I mean, can you imagine how it feels knowing that somebody was listening to every conversation that you have?
Ryan: So, why do you think that Jake was responsible?
Paulina: I remembered you talking about the surveillance equipment.
Paulina: I don't like to say this, but, um, Jake was into some pretty unusual things.
Ryan: Can you be more specific?
Paulina: He once told me that he wanted to videotape us together.
Jake: Why don't you tell the truth for once? We've had enough of your lies!
Jake: Enough of your lies! Enough lies, Paulina.
Rachel: Liar! Liar! Liar!
Rachel: Liar! Liar! Liar!
Frankie: Was the bird too dry? I mean, you don't have to be polite now, because it's just the two of us, ok?
Stacey: No, the bird was perfect.
Frankie: And the gravy?
Stacey: The gravy was creamy and delicious, mm. I think it was the best Thanksgiving dinner I ever had.
Frankie: Oh, great.
Stacey: Well, you know, there is one little suggestion I would make for next year though.
Frankie: What, what? Tell me. What was wrong?
Stacey: Well, it seems to me you used every dish, platter, plate in the house, and it's going to take us hours to clean up.
Frankie: Oh, Stace, I don't expect you to stay. I can do it by myself.
Stacey: No, no. I wouldn't consider leaving you to face this alone. I would feel guilty for weeks. I mean, I thought about it, but --
Frankie: Thank you.
Stacey: You know, Thanksgiving is just like this, I guess. You spend hours preparing, hours cleaning up, and it took them how long to devour this? What, twenty minutes?
Frankie: Especially this year.
Stacey: Oh. Oh, you mean because Cass. I don't know why -- you didn't even yell at him. I'd give you an award for wife of the year.
Frankie: Well, I know how much this case means to him.
Stacey: Yeah, he really seems to have taken this one to heart.
Frankie: You know, Cass is usually so confident, and this time I can tell he's really worried.
Frankie: And why, Stace, why? Is it because of what happened with Felicia at her trial?
Stacey: No, I don't think so. I think he's -- I think he's just frustrated because nobody's been able to come up with the whole story. It seems to me --
Cass: Everybody's left.
Stacey: Well, I'm still here.
Cass: You're not everybody.
Cass: You're my brilliant, beautiful sister.
Cass: And you -- and you are my incredible wife who put a meal on the table that would make Julia Child proud.
Oh, somebody got in a great mood while he was gone.
Stacey: Did you get a break in the case?
Cass: No, no, not really, but I think I found a way to fight fire with fire.
Frankie: What happened?
Cass: A suggestion was made that makes a lot of sense to me.
Frankie: Who suggested what?
Cass: Vicky thinks that we should use her to establish reasonable doubt.
Frankie: You're kidding, right?
Cass: No. It takes a weakness in the case, the collusion of the two sisters, and turns it into a strength.
Stacey: Forensic evidence. All the stuff the D.A. has been basing our case on can't be specifically tied to Marley, right?
Cass: Right. Vicky also had motive and opportunity.
Stacey: What about the coat? There's blood on Marley's coat.
Cass: I'll get around that somehow.
Frankie: It's a pretty fancy tactic, but I don't think Michael would ever go for it. He would never allow that kind of sacrifice.
Cass: He wasn't thrilled, that's for sure.
Stacey: What did Donna think of this whole idea?
Cass: She doesn't like it either. Did you think she would?
Stacey: No. I was just thinking about the fact that she'd just given up her son, that's all.
Cass: Oh, is that all?
Stacey: Cass, there's also the question about where she was the night that Jake was shot.
Frankie: She was here, for one thing.
Cass: Earlier -- in the evening.
Stacey: Right, and she was trying to get an investigation going on Jake. She was really upset.
Cass: Is that what you're getting at? I mean, do you actually think that Donna is letting her own daughter take the fall for this?
Paulina: You scared me. What are you doing, hiding out here? Why didn't you come inside the house?
Ken: I said goodnight to Rachel an hour ago. I don't want to disturb her again. Did you speak to the police?
Paulina: Yes. Yes, I did. I spoke to Ryan Harrison.
Ken: How did it go?
Paulina: Ok, I think, I hope.
Ken: What did you tell him?
Paulina: I told them that Jake was kind of strange, that he was up to all sorts of unusual things with Marley and other women.
Ken: And Ryan bought that?
Paulina: He seemed to.
Ken: "Seems to" doesn't cut it, Paulina. There's too much at stake here to trust in somebody's gullibility or in blind luck.
Paulina: Well, what do you want me to do?
Ken: Nothing. I've taken care of it already.
Paulina: What are you talking about?
Ken: I just came from planting a bug in Vicky's phone.
Paulina: You what?
Ken: Plus a couple of others around town, so you're not the only one who's connected to Jake through bugging. Now all we need is for our friend Mr. Ryan Harrison to be smart enough to go looking.
Bridget: Who is it?
Ryan: Ryan Harrison, Bridget.
Bridget: Officer Harrison.
Ryan: Something smells really good.
Bridget: Oh, yes, well, I was frying up some veggies for tomorrow.
Ryan: Sounds wonderful. I hear you're a terrific cook.
Bridget: Oh, well, I don't think you came here to blow up my ego for me, did you?
Ryan: Actually, I came to see Marley. Is she in?
Bridget: No, she's not home.
Ryan: Bridget, wait. Would you mind if I wait here? It's important, Bridget.
Bridget: Fine. Come in. Come in.
Ryan: Thank you.
Bridget: Now, you listen to me.
Ryan: Oh, no.
Bridget: You know, we're all getting pretty tired of you persecuting us.
Ryan: I know.
Bridget: There's no way that our Marley could shoot anyone. Do you understand? Now, look, I know you've got facts and I know you got some evidence but I know Marley.
Ryan: What about Vicky?
Bridget: I beg your pardon?
Ryan: Well, you seemed very clear about Marley, but I was wondering if you feel the same way about Vicky.
Bridget: I feel exactly the same way about her. Exactly the same way. Exactly.
Ryan: Exactly. I see.
Bridget: Well, she's a bit impulsive, and she's a bit hot tempered from time to time --
Bridget: But she's no murderer. And you know that just as well as I do.
Ryan: How do you know that I know?
Bridget: Because you're in love with her.
Ryan: I'm in love with her?
Bridget: Yes, don't bother to deny it.
Ryan: How can you even think that?
Bridget: Because I know it.
Ryan: Well, you think what you want to think, but that's not true.
Bridget: That's a lie.
Bridget: No, the fact that you said it's not true is a lie. You know, I can always see through a lie. You better watch yourself there.
Ryan: Can you, Bridget?
Bridget: Oh, yes, I can. That's my greatest talent.
Ryan: Well, as much as we would like to believe that Marley and Vicky are innocent, I know that they're both lying about something. And so do you. Don't you, Bridget?
Marley: Ryan's gone, I take it?
Marley: Well, I called the hospital to check on Jake, and nothing's changed.
Jamie: There may not be one, Marley.
Marley: Well, if he dies, that's going to be a change.
Jamie: Marley, you're going to be free.
Marley: Right. What?
Jamie: Do you have any idea how I felt that night when you told me that you couldn't marry Jake?
Marley: I have an idea.
Jamie: I felt like I could finally start thinking about our future.
Marley: Jamie, don't, don't.
Marley: We can't think about our future right now.
Jamie: Marley, we have to. We have to look forward to the future to get through this. The first place we go -- France.
Marley: France. Now, why would you think of France?
Jamie: We stay in the very same room. I'm going to make a reservation.
Marley: Jamie, it is the middle of the night in France. You can't do that.
Jamie: Then I'll call in the morning. Unless you want to go tonight. I mean, we could go on the very next flight if you want. What do you say?
Marley: I say -- I say someday we'll go.
Jamie: And when we do go, nobody sleeps on the couch.
Michael: Donna, I don't care what Cass says, I'm not going to let her do it.
Donna: And what good would it do to have Marley released just to have Victoria arrested?
Michael: The point is neither of them did it. I was so sure I would have picked up on somebody's trail by now. Iris, Paulina, somebody. I mean, somebody else had to do it.
Donna: Well, I couldn't believe the lab results. I kept praying that one of those hairs would belong to somebody else.
Michael: Well, to tell you the truth, I expected them to belong to Marley.
Donna: Because Jake tried to rape her. I could have killed him myself for that.
Michael: Well, the point is it just makes sense that the hairs were Marley's.
Donna: It makes me sick to my stomach.
Michael: Just because she struggled with him, Donna, doesn't prove that she shot him, all right? The person who shot him was standing a few feet away.
Donna: That's what Cass said.
Michael: Which doesn't indicate a struggle.
Michael: So why would that person's hair be on his jacket anyway?
Donna: It wouldn't necessarily.
Michael: The person who shot him could had any color hair.
Donna: I think --
Michael: What? What do you think? You have an idea about who might have done it?
Donna: I think that -- that you're getting too involved in this investigation.
Michael: How the hell could I get too involved in this investigation? This is our daughter we're talking about. Donna, she could be sent away to jail for life. If Jake dies -- do you understand me?
Donna: I do understand.
Stacey: Not a crack, not a chip on any of these 338 lovely, lovely pieces of China, tucked safely away in your cupboard.
Frankie: Thank you.
Stacey: Thank you. I had a wonderful dinner, and I must say good night now.
Cass: You're not leaving yet.
Stacey: Yes, I am. I have to be up early for court tomorrow, Cass, dear.
Cass: You never answered my question about Donna. Now, aside from the fact that you can't stand the sight of each other, why did you keep bringing up her name?
Stacey: Ok. Donna didn't want Marley to marry Jake. She was dead set against it.
Cass: That's it?
Stacey: She doesn't have an alibi for where she was when Jake was shot.
Cass: Stacey, do you really think that Donna --
Stacey: All I think is that you shouldn't eliminate anybody, not yet. That's it, ok?
Dean: You're still talking about the case, huh?
Cass: As a matter of fact, we are. Any objections?
Dean: No, no. I didn't mean to offend anybody.
Frankie: Well, you did. Me.
Dean: How? What? What did I do?
Frankie: You walked out in the middle of my dinner, and I want to know why.
Dean: Oh, Frankie, come on. Don't tell me you guys are all cracked up that I wasn't here.
Frankie: Thanksgiving is a family time, Dean. Cass and I were looking forward to having our families here with us.
Dean: All right, all right. Well, I'm sorry, ok?
Cass: No, it's not ok. What you did was rude, and you owe Frankie an apology.
Dean: Ok. Well, I said I was sorry. I'll say it again. I'm sorry. I'm very, very, very sorry. Look, Frankie, nobody's ever given a damn whether I stayed for dinner or I got a twinkie out of a machine.
Frankie: I do give a damn.
Stacey: You like twinkies? You should go into the kitchen and get a piece of pecan pie. Mm, it is the most intense. Anyway, I'm out of here, so take care, Dean. Happy Thanksgiving.
Cass: You too, Stace. Bye.
Frankie: Bye, Stace.
Dean: Well, I passed a newsstand. I thought you might want to take a look at these. It's a lot of stuff about the famous twins.
Frankie: Oh, no.
Cass: You'd think that they'd have something better to splash on their front page.
Dean: Hey, Cass, did you ever -- what's that word -- defend somebody that you knew was guilty?
Cass: Everyone is presumed innocent until they're proven guilty.
Dean: Yeah, I know. I know that, but you know what I mean.
Cass: Every criminal lawyer has defended someone at one time or another that they thought was guilty, yeah. But this is not one of those times.
Dean: Well, I am going to turn in. Going to get a piece of that pie first.
Frankie: Dean, we really do want to include you in our family.
Dean: Family, huh?
Cass: You putting it down?
Dean: No, no. Family. What a concept.
Frankie: Do you really believe that?
Cass: I don't believe a word he says.
Frankie: No, I mean, do you still really believe that Marley is innocent?
Cass: I'm really not sure. If she shot Jake in self-defense though, I wish to hell she'd tell me about it because it would make things a whole lot easier.
Vicky: Excuse me.
Marley: Ah, we were --
Vicky: Bet you're both glad to see me, huh?
Marley: Well, we were just closing up.
Vicky: Oh, is that what you were doing?
Vicky: What happened to the window?
Marley: Well, it broke.
Vicky: You both ok?
Marley: Yes. I -- I'm sorry that we didn't -- I didn't join you all for dinner.
Vicky: Oh, hey, more food for me, right? Could I talk to you alone for a minute, Marley?
Jamie: I'll be in the back.
Marley: Ok. What's -- what's going on, Vicky?
Vicky: All right, listen to me closely, because I'm going to talk fast.
Marley: Well, I --
Vicky: Would you just shut up? This is important. Now, we had a meeting with Cass tonight. He's not very optimistic.
Marley: That's not what he told me.
Vicky: Of course not. Why would he scare you? Anyway, it doesn't matter because I came up with the perfect way to get you out of this mess.
Marley: Oh, no. I -- I don't think I want to hear this.
Vicky: Well, you are going to hear because it's perfect. But I'm going to need your help this time. Marley, are you listening to me?
Marley: Um, yeah -- ok, all right. Tell -- tell me before Jamie comes back out.
Vicky: The cops know that the hair on Jake's shirt could have belonged to either you or me. And they know that the one witness they have can't tell the difference between the two of us. And the usher at the opera saw me leave my box right before the second act. Now, you and I both know I went to the loft that night.
Marley: Right, Vicky, please, get to the point. What? Vicky?
Vicky: You don't see the point? Marley, we can stop this thing from even going to trial.
Marley: What? How?
Vicky: We leak it to the press that it could have been either one of us. This way, any jury in the world can't pin it on you beyond a reasonable doubt, which means the cops and the D.A. don't have anything, which is exactly what they had before you opened your big mouth about the attempted rape. This time you've got to promise me that you are not going to screw things up. Do you promise me?
Marley: No, no.
Vicky: What do you mean no?
Marley: I mean no. I am not going to go through with this.
Vicky: Why not?
Marley: Would you please keep your voice down?
Vicky: You are being stupid.
Marley: No, Vicky, you are being stupid. This is too close to the truth. What if -- what if the police find out that you saw me right after Jake tried to rape me?
Vicky: The only way they are going to find that out is if you tell them.
Marley: I wont let you do this.
Vicky: It's the only way.
Marley: Vicky, what if it all backfires and they -- and they arrest you?
Vicky: You sound like Dad.
Marley: Pardon me?
Vicky: Cass says they cannot try two people for the same crime.
Marley: Vicky, you don't know that.
Vicky: What, and you know everything? God, Marley, you think this whole world is so good and so perfect and so fair that we are all going to run off to the seashore and be happy together no matter what.
Marley: No, I just believe in the system and in Cass.
Vicky: Then you are a fool.
Marley: Vicky, I'm sorry, I'm -- I know that you want to help me.
Vicky: Then why don't you let me? This is the only way. Why -- why can't I get you to see that?
Marley: Because I have to protect you. I'm -- I'm just sorry that I have to handle this my way, please. Now, it's -- it's late. I think you should go home.
Vicky: You're not coming? Oh, duh, of course not. You've got to stay here in case another window breaks.
Marley: Please, Vicky, don't be angry with me.
Vicky: Jamie, you can come out now. I'm leaving. He did look kind of tense. You might want to massage his back. He likes that.
Jamie: Are you ok?
Marley: No. No, I'm not ok.
Cass: "Rich girl." They make her sound guilty just because her family has money. I mean, it really peeves me, you know what I mean?
Frankie: No more newspapers. No more anything except moi. On your feet, counselor.
Cass: What -- what is this? What are we doing? Huh?
Cass: You're leading again?
Frankie: Mm-hmm. You like?
Cass: Yes, I like. Frankie.
Cass: I know I haven't exactly been attentive lately.
Frankie: Well, you've had other things on your mind. I understand that.
Cass: I should have had you on my mind.
Frankie: Well, for the time being I will settle for a fleeting thought here and there.
Cass: I meant what I said earlier. Every day I thank God that I have you.
Frankie: Do you know that when I first read your tarot cards and they said that there was a new woman coming into your life, I never thought it could be me. And then -- and then I threw the I ching and I did our charts and then it began to dawn on me that you know --
Cass: Do you know what your horoscope said today?
Cass: "Avoid serious financial risk and do whatever your husband wants."
Frankie: Oh, it said that, did it?
Cass: Yeah, word for word, honestly, yeah.
Frankie: And then what does my husband want, huh?
Cass: Do I have to spell it out for you?
[Loud rock music plays]
Frankie: Dean! Dean!
Cass: What -- turn it down! Frankie and
Frankie: He can't hear us. Cass, Cass, wait, wait, wait. I have -- I have a brilliant idea.
Cass: What, what?
Frankie: News flash.
Why don't we just leave the house to cousin dearest and you and I will go rediscover that sexy little bedroom above the office where you and I first --
Cass: Mary Frances, you magna cum laude. Come on, let's get out of here.
Frankie: Give me that.
Paulina: No, Ken. I don't need that kind of help. I don't want any help from you.
Ken: This gets you out of the spotlight.
Paulina: I am innocent. All you're doing is making things more complicated.
Ken: Yeah, that's the general idea.
Paulina: What if somebody saw you? What if they find out that those bugs were put in after the shooting?
Ken: There's no way they can determine that.
Paulina: But what if they do? It'll look like a set-up, which it is.
Ken: Paulina, will you use your head? Once the police start finding the bugs that I planted, there's going to be a lot of confusion.
Paulina: You shouldn't have done it, Ken.
Ken: I did it to save you.
Paulina: Yeah, me or you? What else have you done to save me?
Ken: Hey, look, I wanted Jake out of our lives, but I didn't shoot him.
Paulina: Well, neither did I.
Ken: Terrific. But that doesn't alter the fact that we are in this mess up to our necks.
Paulina: Speak for yourself.
Ken: Hey, the guy was blackmailing us, damn it, not just me -- us. We both have the best reason in the world to want him dead.
Paulina: Why couldn't you just leave it alone?
Ken: Because I saw how happy you were at Thanksgiving dinner. And I saw how happy that made Rachel. And I don't want any of that to be lost.
Paulina: Well, you are just making things worse.
Ken: No, no. You better get used to it, Paulina. It was your choice not to go and tell Rachel the truth. I warned you then you're gonna have to spend the rest of your life living with a lie.
Rachel: You're still out here.
Paulina: Look at all those stars.
Rachel: Yes. It's a beautiful time of year, isn't it? The air is so clear. There will be an end to all of this, Paulina.
Rachel: The nightmares. That's the wonderful thing about nightmares -- they do end when you wake up. And then you'll find things don't seem as bad as you thought they were.
Paulina: I hope you're right.
Rachel: Oh, I am. You can trust me on that.
Paulina: I do trust you, Rachel. More than anybody. You know, I never had too many nightmares when I was a kid. Mostly I'd dream. I couldn't wait to escape into my dreams every night. But then I'd wake up. And nothing had changed. I guess that was the nightmare.
Rachel: I wish we had known about you sooner.
Paulina: I wish I'd known about you, too.
Rachel: Things can be different for you now, Paulina.
Jamie: What did Vicky want to talk to you about?
Marley: Oh, my family had a conference with Cass at Tops, and they are worried about my defense.
Jamie: So she concocted some wild scheme to help.
Marley: How did you guess that?
Jamie: Tell me about it.
Marley: It's -- it's not worth talking about. I can't stay with you tonight.
Jamie: Why? Because Vicky found us together and you feel guilty?
Marley: It's -- it's just --
Jamie: It's just what?
Marley: Jamie, look at how she reacted.
Jamie: Marley, Marley --
Marley: She can't handle this.
Jamie: Listen to me. I love you. And I'm going to be a part of your life from now on. Vicky is just going to have to deal with that fact.
Marley: Well, she can't deal with it.
Jamie: Then that's her problem.
Marley: It's also my problem.
Jamie: I don't get it.
Marley: I know you don't.
Jamie: What is it about Vicky that makes you want to give up your whole life for her sake?
Ryan: I just can't stand it. That's it. All I did was ask you a few questions, and, boy, could I use your help. And you just keep on staring at me like that. It's driving me nuts.
Bridget: Too bad.
Ryan: What do you mean too bad? I thought we had a thing going here.
Bridget: A thing?
Ryan: Yeah, a nice thing. I thought that we enjoyed each other's company, that you are on my side, and suddenly you turn on me.
Bridget: You are the one that has been turning.
Ryan: I'm just doing my job.
Bridget: Oh, pardon me. Well, that's no excuse.
Ryan: What, do you think I like this? Do you think I like seeing people miserable?
Bridget: I don't know what you like and what you don't like.
Ryan: You know, Bridget, I thought that we trusted each other. I guess I was wrong.
Bridget: Now, wait a minute, young man. You listen to me. And I've always prided myself that I am a very trusting person. Not that that's any of your business, mind, but I trusted you. That you had good intentions towards Victoria. I trusted you that you were going to look after her. You're the one that let me down.
Vicky: Bridget? What are you doing here? What is he doing here? Why did you let him in the door?
Bridget: I tried not to, dear --
Ryan: I can't. I have official business to attend to.
Vicky: Not in my home, you don't.
Ryan: I just got word from the hospital about Jake's condition.
Vicky: Is he out of his coma?
Ryan: No. It's just evidently some involuntary muscle movement.
Vicky: Well, gee, thanks for the report. You can go now.
Ryan: Actually, I came here to talk to Marley.
Vicky: Well, she's with Jamie, so I'd doubt she'll be home for a while.
Ryan: No wonder you are in such a rotten mood.
Bridget: I'm going to go upstairs. I'm going to listen to my programs, but I'm not going to sleep till that officer leaves this house.
Vicky: Well, thanks, Bridget, but he's going to leave in two seconds.
Ryan: I'm not going anywhere.
Vicky: Yes, you are, because I'm going to bed.
Ryan: So go. I'll wait here for Marley to get back.
Vicky: Why? What is it going to take for you to leave her alone?
Ryan: To find out who really did shoot Jake.
Vicky: What about me?
Vicky: Well, I'm the obvious choice, right?
Ryan: You would be, but you said that you were at the opera the entire time this thing happened.
Vicky: I lied. The usher was right. I -- I left before the second act.
Ryan: Are you saying that you shot Jake?
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