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Another World Transcript Monday 10/30/06
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Proofread By Ebele
Lucas: Go on.
Iris: I saw him lying across the video console. I thought he was -- I thought he was dead. And so I panicked and I ran. That's all there is to it.
Lucas: That's all there is to it?
Lucas: I don't believe you, Iris.
Michael: Donna. Donna.
Donna: Angela has been talking to Bridget again. She keeps buying all these boxes of tea with exotic names that are absolutely --
Michael: What is this?
Donna: Oh. That's part of the costume that I was wear --
Michael: This is yours?
Donna: Yes, it's part of the costume I was going to wear to the Halloween party at the Country Club. Remember, we didn't go.
Michael: Yeah, I remember, Donna. We didn't go because that's the night Jake was shot.
Donna: Good heavens, Michael, what are you thinking?
Vicky: All right, I am going back to ordering groceries over the phone. Who needs those checkout lines? All those people crash their carts into your ankles. What's -- what's wrong? Did something happen while I was out?
Vicky: You're still mad at me for burning the letters, aren't you?
Marley: Oh, I'm angry but not because of that.
Vicky: Well, are you gonna tell me or are you just going to sit there and look ticked off?
Marley: Vicky, you told me that the papers you burned were letters from Jake to me.
Vicky: They were.
Marley: Not all of them. Now, I went through and I found some unburned papers. One was from the hospital and it had to do with a paternity suit.
Vicky: It did?
Marley: Yes, it did. You weren't honest with me. You weren't protecting me last night, you were protecting yourself.
John: Good. Josie, I'm glad you're here. I wanted to talk to you. What do you think?
Josie: About what?
John: The shirt.
Josie: Oh, it's nice. I like it.
John: You'd think that a doctor would be able to dress himself, wouldn't you?
Josie: Well, Mama always said that it was the only thing you weren't good at.
John: The only thing?
John: Rather generous of her.
Josie: I'm sorry, John. I'm really sorry about not telling you about Mama calling.
John: That's part of the reason that I wanted to talk to you. I really feel that you're ignoring your own life and worrying about your mother's problems way too much.
John: I want to talk to you about your future.
Josie: What future?
John: You do have one, you know? I don't think it's a good idea for you to be hanging around here trying to fix everything for me. I mean, I may not dress very well, but I can handle most everything else. I called Reuben in Los Angeles.
Josie: You did?
John: He told me how immediate this project is. They're going to start shooting next week. You're gonna have to be in Los Angeles in the next couple of days.
Josie: If I want to do the film.
John: Why wouldn't you want to do the film? It's a wonderful opportunity.
Josie: I don't know.
John: Well, maybe this will help you decide.
Josie: What is it?
John: Open it and see.
Josie: Oh, John.
John: Round trip, L.A.X. The return's open. You come back whenever you want.
Josie: I don't believe it. This must have cost you a fortune.
John: What do you mean you can't -- yes, you can. You can, you will, you must. I'm a very selfish person, Josie. I get a lot of enjoyment out of making you happy.
Josie: You're pretty wonderful, you know that?
John: I think your mother would want you to go.
Josie: But it's so far away.
John: Far away? It's only three hours. We drove three hours to the dunes on Memorial Day last year. Besides, it's only for 10 weeks.
Josie: And you think 10 weeks is going to go by fast?
John: Are you kidding me? The way time has been going lately, 10 weeks will go by in what, a day and a half, two days tops.
Josie: Maybe when I come back, Mama will be here.
John: Yeah, wouldn't that be nice.
Josie: With my little brother or little sister.
Josie: I just -- I just wish I could be sure.
John: About what?
Josie: What if Hollywood isn't the right thing for me?
John: Well, then you come back. It's as simple as that. Look, you don't have to make this decision right this minute. You've got the tickets. Take some time and think about it. But remember, this decision has to be made on what you want, not what you think other people need.
Josie: That's not so easy, John.
John: Well, maybe not, but look at the alternative. You'd find yourself at 87 years old sitting on a front porch in a rocking chair thinking to yourself, "I wonder what would've happened in my life if I'd taken the part in that movie."
Call you later.
Josie: John, thank you. You've always been really good to me.
John: You've always been very easy to be good to.
Josie: Seems to me -- I mean, I don't really know, but...seems to me you're acting like a father.
John: Thank you.
Josie: I love you, John.
John: I love you, too.
Ryan: Paulina. What's going on?
Ryan: What -- what's strange?
Paulina: I've never seen you without your badge before.
Ryan: Oh, yeah. Whole new look, huh?
Paulina: I bet it's in your gym bag.
Ryan: No, actually, I took the day off, devoted myself to working up a sweat.
Paulina: Well, we all need to sweat once in a while.
Ryan: Yep. Listen, I'm going to go run a few laps, so if you'll excuse me.
Paulina: I was just wondering. Did you find out anything new since I told you about Jake bugging my phone?
Ryan: No, not yet. But I'm still hopeful.
Paulina: Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.
Paulina: You know, in a way I'm kinda glad that whole thing came up, creepy as it was.
Ryan: Why are you glad?
Paulina: Well, because I think that you and I got off on the wrong foot.
Ryan: Wrong foot? Why?
Paulina: Because I didn't want to embarrass my new family. I know that's not an excuse, but -- I don't know, that is the reason why I was so rude.
Ryan: Well, forget it.
Paulina: You know, I'd really like to make it up to you.
Ryan: Uh, how?
Paulina: Forget the sweat. Let me buy you a drink.
Ryan: Maybe sometime later.
Marley: Don't lie to me.
Vicky: I'm not.
Marley: You were covering for yourself, too.
Vicky: I just want to wipe Jake out of both our lives. I found the piece of paper from the hospital and I threw it in with the letters.
Marley: So why didn't you tell me about it?
Vicky: I didn't think I had to. I just wanted to forget that Steven had anything to do with Jake. Please don't give me a hard time about it.
Marley: Vicky, I hope you're being honest with me right now.
Vicky: I am.
Marley: Good. Because I can't go through this unless you are.
Vicky: Marley, you wouldn't have to go through with it at all.
Marley: You're not going to start this again, please.
Vicky: Marley, all we would have to do is say that I could have been at Jake's loft that night.
Marley: Vicky, we are not going to do it. That's the end of it.
Vicky: Now, Cass says that he can easily demonstrate that I had a motive and opportunity.
Marley: It's too close to the truth. You can't.
Vicky: Well, who cares? It would make them drop the case against you.
Marley: You were there that night. So far, you and I are the only ones who know it. What if the D.A. finds out and tries to pin charges on you? What maneuver are you going to come up with then?
Vicky: This isn't a game.
Marley: No, it's not to either one of us.
Vicky: This is a real trial. There's going to be a judge and a jury and a prosecutor twisting everything you say, screaming that you were guilty. Now this could be your only chance. Take it.
[Knock at door]
Jamie: Hi. How are you doing?
Iris: Lucas, I'm not lying. I'm not about this, I'm not.
Lucas: Iris, I want to know why you went to Jake's in the first place. And how that bug that you borrowed from me ties in with the surveillance equipment that the police found.
Iris: I gave the bug to Jake because of "Sophisticate."
Lucas: What are you talking about, Iris?
Iris: Well, you've seen the figures. "Sophisticate" was slipping. It's much worse than I made out. The magazine might go under.
Lucas: What does that have to do with the bug that you gave to Jake?
Iris: Well, I thought if I could get a jump on the other magazines, I could turn things around.
Lucas: What are you talking about, Iris? You were gonna bug the phones of other magazines?
Iris: I just wanted to save "Sophisticate."
Lucas: So you did it to get a jump on the competition.
Iris: Well, I thought that's what Jake was using the bug for. Of course, when I realized my mistake, I tried to get out of it. And I went over to Jake's to pay him off. And when I got there, he was dead. Or at least that's what I thought.
Lucas: You saw him lying there and you didn't help, you didn't call someone, you just took off?
Iris: Lucas, I panicked. I didn't know what to think. I just found myself in the car and I was driving home.
Lucas: I see. Well, quarter of a million dollars. That's a lot of money, Iris.
Iris: I know how much money it is.
Lucas: It's a hell of a lot of money to pay for surveillance work! And he wasn't even getting it done.
Iris: It wasn't for surveillance work. It was for his silence. If word got out of what I'd done, well Cory Publishing would have been finished. And of course Jake knew that, he took advantage of me. I couldn't let Daddy's company be destroyed because of a bad decision that I'd made.
Lucas: So after Jake was shot, you decided to use me.
Iris: You? Oh, yes, the sculpture?
Lucas: Yes, yes. So no one would question why you took the money out of your account.
Iris: Well, I had to get you to buy it. There was no one else I could turn to.
Lucas: Yeah, and you had me predate the sale.
Iris: Well, I had to cover myself. I'm sorry. Now you know everything.
Iris: Where are you going?
Lucas: To tell Cass and Frankie.
Donna: I haven't had a chance to take the costumes back yet.
Donna: You were gonna go as Humphrey Bogart, I was gonna go --
Michael: Donna, you are babbling.
Donna: Except that this is the wrong color of wig.
Michael: You're babbling.
Donna: Yes, I'm babbling. You just looked at me and acted as if I was some sort of a criminal, Michael.
Michael: Donna, I asked you a simple question.
Donna: This is a wig for a party, a costume party. That's all.
Michael: That's all, huh? Well, you got to admit, I walk in here, Donna, you're checking the phone for bugs. What's going on here?
Donna: I told you why. I told you. Jake could have been bugging Marley just like he's bugging everybody else in this town. What's happening to us, Michael?
Michael: [Sighs] I'm sorry, Donna. I really am sorry. [Sighs] Everybody in this town seemed to have something against Jake and they pick on our daughter. Marley and Victoria had something to do with it.
Donna: But it doesn't mean that I did.
Michael: And you have done anything to protect them in the past, Donna.
Donna: But I would never do this in this instance. Michael, for heaven's sakes we're talking about a shooting. I would never --
Michael: Give me your foot.
Michael: Give me your foot. Come on, up here. Oh, that's a very nice foot. Mm, what a great foot that is. Give me your other foot.
Michael: Come on, come on. Be brave. Oh, thanks so much.
Donna: Michael, this is absolutely scandalous.
Michael: Well, you ain't seen nothing yet, honey.
Carlos: Everything is in place, Ryan.
Ryan: Yeah, thanks, Carlos.
Carlos: I just hope el Capitan doesn't have our hides for this.
Ryan: Yeah, not if everything goes as planned. Believe me, he'll be grateful as hell.
Carlos: Him grateful? That I've got to see.
Ryan: Yeah. Well, you just do what you need to. I'll just wait for word back here. Thanks.
Paulina: Uh, excuse me. I was wondering. I'm sorry, could I -- could I get a personal trainer? It'll probably be just for a few sessions.
Woman: Sure, no problem. Let me just check the availability.
Paulina: Great, thanks.
Woman: A personal trainer, huh?
Paulina: Yes. Do you have a problem with that?
Man: We're just so happy for you, that's all.
Woman: And we're so touched by your rags to riches story.
Man: It's just out of a Felicia Gallant novel, I swear.
Ryan: All right, knock it off, the two of you.
Woman: Ooh, and who are you, her personal bodyguard?
Man: Come on, let's go get a sauna.
Ryan: You ok?
Paulina: Hey, it's no big deal. I knew this would happen. I don't expect everyone to accept me.
Ryan: Paulina, what -- what are you doing after this?
Paulina: Nothing, why?
Ryan: Well, I was wondering if that drink was still a possibility. Actually, I was hoping if I could take you out to dinner.
John: See, we should have gone out. I should have insisted.
Taylor: Would you stop? It's no big deal.
John: Right, right. You work all day long and then you come home and make a fancy dinner like this.
Taylor: John, I enjoy cooking for you. Shall I get us some wine?
John: Ah, no. None for me, thank you. I'll have some club soda. Do you have one?
Taylor: I do. What's new at the hospital?
John: Well, weren't you there today?
Taylor: No, I was at the outpatient clinic.
John: Oh, no wonder I didn't see you.
Taylor: Here you go.
John: Oh, thanks.
Taylor: Something on your mind?
John: No, no, nothing.
Taylor: John, come on.
John: I should know better than to try to keep something from you.
Taylor: Yes, you should. You know it's impossible.
John: Taylor, I don't want to spoil the evening.
Taylor: Ooh, this is serious, isn't it?
John: Yes, it is. I think that Grant is trying to make good on his threats to you.
Taylor: What do you mean?
John: I overheard some people talking about how you left your last job.
Taylor: Who? Who -- what --
John: Just people at the hospital.
Taylor: What did they say?
John: I shut them up before they had a chance to say too much, but Grant is spreading the rumors.
Taylor: Yes, I suppose he is.
John: Taylor, I think you ought to confront him.
John: No, what's the big deal? A patient got a little too close to you. That must happen all the time in your profession. You left the hospital for his sake.
Well, that's -- that's what you said, right?
Taylor: Yes, that's what I said. There's more.
Taylor: There was a scandal. A terrible scandal.
Josie: I just wish I could figure out why I'm so confused.
Matt: Well, we know it has nothing to do with your mother because she would want you to go. So it has to be something else.
Josie: It's kind of hard to talk about.
Matt: Well, it might help. Come on, talk about it.
Josie: You know how I am always kind of hard on myself, right?
Josie: I was like that when I was a little girl. If I didn't get all A's on my report card, I was stupid. If I didn't get invited to someone's birthday party, I was sure that everyone hated me. I blame myself for everything. It was never anyone else's fault. It was always because of something I did wrong. And when I got a chance to be a success, I guess I went a little crazy. Matt, I thought being the "Sophisticate" girl was going to change everything. I thought that it would make everyone accept me. I thought it would make me accept myself. But things got a little crazy. And instead of liking myself a little more, I lost myself. I didn't know who I was anymore.
Matt: Well, I didn't know who you were either.
Josie: All I wanted was to get more work, more publicity, more attention. I didn't care about your feelings, or my mother's feelings. I didn't even care how I felt. As long as people were surrounding me, telling me that I was a star. And all I was was a fool.
Matt: Listen, it just happened fast.
Josie: Yeah, but I destroyed everything I had just to get my face on the cover of a magazine.
Matt: It's over, all right?
Josie: Is it? I mean, how do I know that I'm not going to do that all over again?
Matt: I know. You're a world wiser. I mean, you've suffered for what you've done. We've both learned so much.
Josie: So you don't think that I could become an egomaniac again?
Matt: No, you weren't an egomaniac. I think that you had no ego at all.
Josie: You're right.
Matt: But hey, that's all changed. I mean, you have a purpose in your life and you have a direction you're going. You're in control.
Josie: I hope so.
Matt: [With foreign accent] Ok, time's up. That'll be $150 please.
Josie: Yeah, you probably would be a good shrink. Maybe you should consider it.
Matt: [Normal voice] No, no, I think I'll just stick to being a friend. That way I won't get sued if I give bad advice.
Josie: Oh, hey, never given me anything but good advice.
Matt: Well, listen, I just want you to be happy.
Josie: And do you think that that means going to L.A.?
Matt: I think that means following your dream, wherever it is.
Vicky: Well, I couldn't help but notice how happy Marley was to see you when you walked in the door.
Vicky: Mm-hmm. I was wrong to say that you were only in love with Marley because she walks and talks and looks like me.
Jamie: Is this for real?
Vicky: Mm-hmm. I know you are in love with her because she's Marley.
Jamie: I don't know what to say, Vicky.
Vicky: Oh, I mean, of course I'll always have a little thing for you because you are Steven's father.
Jamie: You'll always have a place in my life, too.
Vicky: But I don't really think that's what's important right now. I mean, I think we have to talk about how Marley's been lately.
Jamie: How do you mean?
Vicky: Well, you've noticed. I mean, she's been pale and...
Jamie: I know she's been tired.
Vicky: Tired? She doesn't even sleep. She doesn't eat.
Jamie: Well, I'll talk to her.
Vicky: You will? Good. Now when you do, I want you to convince her that my idea is right.
Jamie: What idea?
Vicky: Well, she has to let me say that I left the opera house early the night Jake was shot. Now, the eyewitness says he saw Marley but it could have been me. Jamie, this could get her off. I know you want that. Now, will you help me?
Paulina: Officer Harrison, if you can tear yourself away from the menu for just a minute.
Paulina: I want to thank you for taking me to dinner. You really came to my rescue at the spa today.
It's a little early for "thank you's," don't you think? I mean, you might have a lousy time.
Paulina: I'm sure that wouldn't be your fault.
Ryan: Oh, no, probably not. I am a very funny and charming guy.
Paulina: I see.
[Paulina and Ryan chuckle]
Paulina: Then how come you didn't have any plans for dinner tonight?
Ryan: Well, all the people that know that I am very funny and charming weren't available tonight.
Paulina: Not even your brother?
Ryan: No, he had to go to D.C. for a couple of days.
Paulina: And Vicky?
Ryan: What about her?
Paulina: Well, I thought you'd be seeing her tonight.
Ryan: I'm not. What do you say we split a Caesar salad for starters?
Paulina: It must be hard.
Ryan: What's hard?
Paulina: Dating the sister of someone you just arrested.
Ryan: I'm not. Vicky and I are history.
Jamie: Vicky, I understand what you're trying to do.
Vicky: Terrific, then you'll talk to her. Talk to her right away.
Jamie: Wait, wait, hold on a minute. We all want to help her, but telling a lie to --
Vicky: A lie, who said anything about a lie? I did leave the opera house early. And I could have shot Jake. You accused me of it yourself.
Jamie: Did you?
Vicky: Now, if you think it's a possibility, then so could the jury. We just have to get Marley to agree --
Jamie: Marley didn't shoot Jake and neither did you. I just think we'd be better off if we find out the truth.
Vicky: Jamie, you are living in Never Never Land. This is the real world. The cops aren't even investigating anymore. The D.A. thinks she has an airtight case. Now, why do you think they're all of a sudden going to come with new evidence?
Jamie: Cass says most of what they have is circumstantial. That means the D.A. may be --
Vicky: She is going to have to make Marley look as guilty as hell.
Jamie: You really want to do this?
Vicky: I can handle anything that D.A. woman dishes out.
Jamie: Yeah, you probably can.
Vicky: It would save us both.
Jamie: What do you mean both?
Vicky: Jamie, we just have to do this. You've got to convince her. You're the only one that can.
Marley: Ok, I'm all set. Jamie, could we just go to Avery's first? I saw something for Donna in their ad.
Jamie: Avery's it is.
Vicky: Oh, yeah, I've got to head out myself. I've got some errands. Jamie, I'm sure you'll think about that Christmas present we were talking about? Bye, have fun.
Marley: What -- what Christmas present?
Jamie: Nothing -- look, I'll talk to you about it later.
Marley: Something for me?
Jamie: No, let's go. Come on.
Marley: You're getting rid of me because --
Marley: It's a present for me, isn't it? I love surprises.
Iris: Lucas, you can't do this to me.
Lucas: Iris, stop being so dramatic.
Iris: Cass will think I shot Jake.
Lucas: Well, how can he? I mean, if it happened the way you said, you have nothing to hide, right?
Iris: But Cory Publishing will be finished. I'll lose my position in the company.
Lucas: Iris, there is a girl accused of attempted murder.
Iris: But Rachel will use this to ruin me. I'll lose my family.
Lucas: I'm sorry.
Iris: You're sorry? Is that all? You're sorry? It's because of you that this has all happened and you're sorry.
Lucas: Because of me? How does that work?
Iris: Well, if you hadn't left me that way, I wouldn't be in this ridiculous position.
Lucas: Oh, boy, is that a stretch, even for you.
Iris: Lucas, I had no one else to turn to.
Iris: I made the mistake of falling in love with you. And now -- and now you're going to destroy me and everything in my life. I've already lost you to Felicia. Please don't make me lose everything else, please.
Lucas: Ok. I won't say anything.
Iris: Thank you.
Lucas: For now. But if I find out you're lying to me, God help you.
Iris: I can't tell you what this means to me.
Josie: Matthew, wait.
Josie: I just -- I want you to know that I'm going to miss you.
Matt: Well, I'm going to miss you, too.
Josie: You were the first guy that ever cared about me.
Matt: Quite a distinction.
Josie: You were my first love.
Matt: You remember snowflake ball?
Josie: How could I forget?
Matt: I still have my invitation.
Josie: You do?
Matt: Yeah. I can still see you in that dress. And I remember holding you and thinking to myself that I'm never going to feel this good in my life. I was probably right.
Josie: It's sad, isn't it? You don't realize what you've got until it's gone.
Matt: Sometimes I think I didn't try hard enough.
Josie: No, Matthew, you did everything you could. It just wasn't meant to be.
Matt: Maybe not.
Josie: But you know I will always treasure you as a friend.
Matt: Well, I hope we're always friends.
Josie: I hope so, too. I think we will be.
Jamie: Me, too.
Josie: Good. One day you'll tell me that you found someone who's perfect for you.
Matt: Yeah, right.
Josie: You know what?
Josie: I'm going to be jealous. I am. Because she's going to be beautiful and smart and funny. She has to be funny because you can't go letting that sense of humor of yours go to waste on someone who doesn't appreciate it.
Matt: Oh, of course she has to be funny. She has to laugh at all my bad jokes, right?
Josie: Well, whoever she is, she's going to be lucky.
Matt: Better go.
Taylor: I want to tell you before someone else does.
The young man I told you about, we had an instant rapport. There was something about him that touched me so deeply. So I spent a lot more time working with him than I did with my other patients. I believed I was really helping him.
John: Weren't you?
Taylor: He fell in love with me. He told his parents we were going to be married. So when I realized what was happening, I told him he was making a big mistake. That there couldn't be anything between us. And that he had to accept that.
John: Go on.
Taylor: He couldn't. He said he was determined to make me love him. And that he would do it no matter what, those were his words. So I realized that I had to get out of this terrible mess that I had created, for his sake as well as mine.
I told him I had to withdraw as his therapist. I knew he would be upset, but I -- I never imagined -- he ran screaming from my office, screaming that I betrayed him, screaming that he hated me.
And later on that night, he had an accident in his car. And he died the next day.
Why did Grant have to find out and make me live through all of this all over again?
Michael: Thanks a lot. I wish we had guys as prompt as you at my office.
Donna: Who was that?
Michael: That was dinner.
Donna: Did you order something from Yager's?
Michael: No, no, no, no, no. I ordered something from Quickie's Pizza. Yes, yes, yes. Almost the best pie in town. Actually, I got -- well, I didn't want to have pate. I didn't want to have truffles. And I thought we should have some real food tonight, so here it is. Now, break you in slowly. I didn't get anchovies, mind you, all right? Just a -- now, this is a double cheese pizza. That's all, just plain double cheese. And am I right? Huh, am I right?
Donna: About what?
Michael: Well, that it's been a long time since you had pizza.
Donna: Well, actually --
I did have pizza a little --
Michael: Hold that thought, ok? Just, just hold that thought.
Michael: Hello. Cass. Yeah, um, I'll be over. Thanks.
Donna: What's wrong?
Michael: The judge has refused to grant Cass a delay. The trial date has been set.
Carlos: Hi, Mrs. Wheeler, remember me?
Iris: Why didn't the doorman announce you?
Carlos: Officer Morales. I was here before with my partner Detective Harrison.
Iris: That gives you no reason to barge into my apartment. I mean, that's why I live in a penthouse.
Carlos: I won't take up much of your time.
Iris: It's not only rude, it's illegal and a total invasion of privacy.
Carlos: My partner wonders if you have any time in the next couple of days.
Iris: Your partner?
Carlos: Ryan Harrison.
Iris: Oh. Well, I don't.
Carlos: Are you sure? It would be real helpful if you could come down to headquarters.
Iris: What for?
Carlos: To listen to some tapes.
Iris: What tapes?
Carlos: Evidently from the bugging devices. We found a few in the video loft, a couple of the voices are difficult to identify.
Iris: Well, I don't know how I could possibly help you.
Carlos: If you could I.D. one, it would be a real help. How about day after tomorrow, can you make that?
Iris: I'll try.
Carlos: I'll be in touch.
Taylor: Thanks. And the funeral was several days later. His parents were there. They accused me of killing their son.
John: Oh, Taylor.
Taylor: They said I was the reason he was dead. They were very wealthy people and they had a lot of influence at the hospital. I didn't resign. They had me dismissed.
John: I'm sorry.
Taylor: If you had known him -- he had so much promise. I can still see his face when I told him that I had -- that I couldn't work with him anymore, that he had to work with someone else. I should have found a way to work with him. I shouldn't have let him fall in love with me.
John: Taylor, sometimes that can't be helped. Especially when someone is kind and loving as you are. That kindness and loving, it's going to get in the way.
Ryan: I remember my first ride. It lasted all of about, oh -- 10 seconds. My father put me on the saddle, the horse took off at a gallop, and I went flying. I broke my arm in two different places.
Paulina: How old were you?
Ryan: Five, six.
Paulina: And your father let you ride by yourself?
Ryan: Well, he was from the "learn by doing" school. I learned to swim by being thrown into a lake and damn near drowned. But I became the captain of the high school swimming team, so I guess the old man knew something. Besides, it was the Harrison way.
Paulina: Well, I was going to ask you if you could give me a couple of riding lessons, but if you take after your father --
Ryan: No, no, I don't. My brother does. My brother definitely takes after my father. And he doesn't take that very lightly. Grant is being groomed to be in the White House.
Paulina: How does that make you feel?
Ryan: Hungry. Now, where do you think that waiter could be?
Vicky: Well, well. Is this becoming a habit? Officer Harrison and Jake's ex-bed partner out on the town together.
Jamie: You go stretch out on the couch.
Marley: I'm not sick. I'm just tired, Jamie.
Jamie: Hey, who's the physician here?
Marley: Look at this box.
Jamie: Never mind that, I'll take it. Lie down, come on.
Marley: Jamie, I wish you would stop worrying about me.
Jamie: And I wish you would stop talking and just lay down. Come on, you admitted that you haven't been feeling well.
Marley: I'm just -- I'm just a little tired, that's all.
Jamie: Marley, you were dragging since the first store we hit.
Marley: Well, one good night's sleep and I'll be back to normal. Oh. Ok, I'm ready for the box.
Jamie: Let me get you a blanket. Where do you keep it?
Marley: In the closet down there.
Marley: From Barring -- I didn't order anything from Barrington's. Is this from you?
Marley: I love surprises. Is this from you? Let's see. Are you keeping something from me?
Jamie: Open, let's see.
Marley: It is, it is. Oh. Oh, they're beautiful. It's from you. "Marley, we will be together forever. Love, Jake." I can't get away from him. No matter what I do, I can't get away from him!
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