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Another World Transcript Thursday 12/7/06

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Michael: It's time to tell the truth, sweetheart.

Iris: Michael, stop talking like Dick Tracy.

Michael: I want to know what was really going on between you and Jake.

Iris: Oh, Michael, you're behaving like a desperate man. I realize that that switch of Cass's was a very unfortunate predicament for Marley.

Michael: Tell me, Iris.

Iris: But now that Cass is going to jail, surely a man of your assets can afford to hire a competent lawyer.

Michael: Jake is going to recover. Either you tell me, or he will.

Iris: Oh, you mean, because of that famous neurosurgeon you mentioned last night?

Michael: That's right. Your time is up.

Iris: Oh, Michael. Michael, when are you going to accept the obvious?

Michael: No. No!

Iris: The truth hurts -- doesn't it, sweetheart?

Grant: Hi. Oh, am I late?

Ryan: Let's just order.

Grant: What's the matter with you? Come on, I know what the matter with you is. It's just -- I mean, you usually keep up a little better front.

Ryan: Look, I'm not going to have another conversation about Vicky, ok?

Grant: I didn't even mention her name.

Ryan: Just drop it.

Grant: You know what's wrong with you? You have a terminal case. Why don't you just ask her to marry you, or get her to shoot you and put you out of your misery?

[Tape rewinding]

Michael's voice: Victoria, are you there? Pick up the phone, would you? Please, if you're there, pick up. As soon as you get this message, call me, please. Look, if I'm not home, try me on the car phone, try me at the office. I don't --

Vicky: Thank you.

Oh, there you are.

Marley: Did you just wake up?

Vicky: Oh, yeah. I didn't -- I didn't sleep very well last night. Where have you been?

Marley: I've been doing a lot of thinking.

Vicky: Yeah, so have I. I want you to tell me why you didn't tell me -- tell me the truth about what happened the night Jake was shot.

Marley: Here.

Vicky: You're not going to answer me, are--

All right. A round trip ticket to the Bahamas? Two weeks at the Paradise Island Hotel?

Why do you want to get rid of me?

Marley: Because I think you've gone too far.

Vicky: I have not. I can take care of myself. Thank you.

Marley: Vicky, you can't. Not here. You've made yourself too vulnerable.

Vicky: So you just want me to get out. I'm not doing anything until you tell me why you lied to me about what Jake did to you.

Marley: Vicky, what good would it do?

Vicky: Marley, why didn't you tell me that Jake raped you?

Marley: You know?

Vicky: Yes. Cass mentioned it when I was pretending to be you. Why did I have to find out that way? Why did you lie to me?

Marley: Couldn't you figure that out?

Vicky: No. If I could, why would I be asking you?

Marley: He was my husband. I wanted to have his child. I didn't want to know what he did to me. I didn't want to talk about it. I guess I thought that if nobody else knew, that I -- I wouldn't have to know either.

Vicky: What about now?

Marley: I really try, and -- and then I see his face.

Vicky: You know, Mom -- Mom said you used to do the same thing when you were a kid.

Marley: I did?

Vicky: Yeah. She said that if you wanted to think that something didn't happen, then it just didn't.

Marley: I guess it used to be more effective.

Vicky: Why? Why did he -- do this to you?

Marley: He said he wanted to remind me of what it used to be like with us.

Vicky: That pig. I hope that coma isn't painless. I hope he feels like his guts are burning up.

Marley: This is exactly why I didn't tell you.

Vicky: Why? You thought you would confront Jake. But you did anyway, didn't you?

I just can't stand that you went through that.

Marley: That's our problem, isn't it?

Vicky: What?

Marley: We feel each other's pain.

Vicky: But how many people do you know that are as close as we are? Marley, I feel so lucky to feel your pain and to have you in my life.

Marley: I'm worried, Vicky.

Vicky: Don't be. We'll get through this, just like we always do.

Marley: Right.

Vicky: Marley, we will. And that's why I'm going to stay. And when you get cleared, and Cass gets out and is talking to me again, then we'll both go away and recover from this

Jamie: You were no good healthy, Jake, and you're even worse now. I saved your damn life, and you still don't wake up.

Let her go, Jake. Come on. If you ever cared for Marley or Vicky, then come out of this. Tell us who really did this.

Gwen: Dr. Frame. Oh, I didn't know you were in here.

Jamie: I was just checking on him.

Gwen: Well, there's been no change in his vitals.

Jamie: I know. I read the chart.

Gwen: There has been a lot of involuntary muscle activity.

Jamie: I know that.

Gwen: I know how much you want it.

Jamie: Yeah, I want it all right. I guess we just have to be patient.

Iris: Michael, please, stop looking for scapegoats.

Michael: I am looking for the person who is making my daughters suffer.

Iris: And stop pointing the finger at innocent people.

Michael: Like who, Iris? You?

Iris: Yes, you're after the wrong person.

Michael: Well, then why don't you convince me of that?

Iris: I'm trying. Why are you zeroing in on me when it's obvious that Paulina was the one who was intimate with Jake? And then, of course, there's Donna.

Michael: What about Donna?

Iris: You know, you want to be careful of this quest of yours to save Marley. It might lead you where you don't like to go.

Michael: [Chuckles] Nice try, Iris. But I'm afraid it's not going to work.

Iris: What's not going to work?

Michael: I am going to be all over you like a cheap suit.

Iris: Be still my beating heart.

Michael: I'm going to find out everything there is to know about you -- everything.

Iris: I have to get back to work, Michael.

Michael: There is nothing that you've done or thought about doing I'm not going to know about. There's nothing you're going to be able to hide.

Iris: Good-bye, Michael.

Michael: You think about what I said, Iris. Think real hard.

Paulina: Hi, sis.

Iris: Did Michael Hudson see you?

Paulina: Who cares if he did?

Iris: What do you want?

Paulina: Nothing from you. I'm here to see Amanda.

Iris: Paulina, I want to talk to you about what happened the other day.

Paulina: Which day is that?

Iris: The day of that charming breakfast of Frankie's, when you went out of your way to try and make me look like guilty of shooting Jake.

Paulina: Oh, how awful. Did I do that?

Iris: If you think these little tactics of yours are going to help you with Grant Harrison, then you're even more stupid than you look.

Paulina: Thanks for the advice, Iris.

Iris: And if you don't back off, I'll do the same thing to you. And we both know I can.

Ryan: Shut up. Stay out of it, and leave me alone.

Grant: What -- what did I say?

Ryan: Let's order.

Grant: Look, I just made a little joke, that's all.

Ryan: I'm having the steak. What about you?

Grant: Did it really upset you that much?

Ryan: I don't want to talk about Vicky. And I don't want to hear any more of your cracks.

Grant: Look, I might just be able to help you.

Ryan: Oh, oh, sure.

Grant: Why not?

Ryan: Because you hate her.

Grant: No. No, I do not hate her. I just find it difficult to understand what -- what the attraction is.

Ryan: No one's asking you to understand it.

Grant: Ryan, she almost got you fired from your job.

Ryan: Mm-hmm.

Grant: She made you look like a fool in front of Morgan Graves. And look at you. You're still madly in love with her.

Ryan: I am -- I never said that I was mad -- look, I never said anything. Why do you always have that -- I really don't want to talk about her, ok?

Grant: You really are upset, aren't you?

Ryan: I told Vicky that she and I were finished.

Grant: Why?

Ryan: Why? Because first of all, she's a user. She's untrustworthy. She's manipulative. She cooks up these grand schemes. She -- she -- she never thinks about anything unless she wants it. Oh, go anybody else has to say.

Grant: Well, I -- I'm very surprised to hear you talk this way about her.

Ryan: That's just the way it is, all right?

Grant: Well, so, then if that's the way you feel, then you've done the right thing.

Ryan: No, no, I haven't.

Grant: You just said she was trouble.

Ryan: Because she's also passionate. She's also alive. She's also -- she's also beautiful. She's passionate. She's alive.

Grant: Ok, you're -- you're beginning to repeat yourself.

Ryan: She's incredible. Sometimes I look in her eyes and I just want to --

Grant: Yes, I -- I get the picture.

Ryan: Well, never mind. She -- never mind.

Grant: Ok. All right.

Ryan: You know, on the other hand, I also have to admire her. I mean, as crazy as she makes me feel, I also have to admire what she does. Even though it is backwards and completely wrong.

Grant: Then be with her. Forget the consequences.

Ryan: No, you are crazy. She's -- she's going to cost me my job. She's a walking human time bomb.

Olivia: Well, the crab cocktail sounds good, doesn't it? So does the salad nicoise. You ever going to say anything?

Liz: Somehow I got out of the habit of talking. I think it was during the 45-minute period before you made your appearance.

Olivia: It was only 15 minutes.

Liz: But I told myself how lucky I was that you had agreed to come.

Olivia: Aunt Liz --

Liz: You're so rarely at home, that an entire luncheon, even one hour later than we agreed upon -- well, I'm overwhelmed.

Olivia: Do you have any idea how much I hate it when you do this?

Liz: I want you to know how thrilled I am by your presence.

Olivia: Aunt Liz, if you're -- if you're upset with me, if you're mad, just go ahead and tell me.

Liz: I am angry with you.

Olivia: Well, what else is new?

Liz: I hope you realize that I'm not going to waste this opportunity by making small talk. Opportunity, Olivia, to try to remind you that with all the chaotic forces in our society, it is absolutely imperative that those of us who are raised with any standards at all make some attempt to hold on to them.

Olivia: You could use an interpreter, you know that?

Liz: You know exactly what I'm talking about, my dear.

Olivia: Yes, I think I do. You want me to stop sleeping with Sam, right?

Liz: Would you keep your voice down?

Olivia: Is that what you're trying to tell me?

Liz: What I am saying -- yes, that is what I'm saying.

Olivia: Well, then let's make this luncheon short and sweet, shall we? Because there is no way that I am going to give up the only man I have ever loved.

[Knock on door]

Amanda: Hi.

Sam: Hi.

Amanda: Uh, you're working out. I'm -- I'm sorry.

Sam: About what?

Amanda: Is Olivia home?

Sam: No, Olivia is not home, but if you're going to come over here and -

Amanda: What?

Sam: Oh, what is it, Amanda?

Amanda: Well, I was just, uh, wondering, since you got that big check from Caroline, will you be resigning from Cory?

Sam: No.

Amanda: Oh. Good.

Sam: Is that it?

Amanda: I want to apologize for being rude to Olivia, Sam. It's just - like, this isn't an excuse. It's just very difficult for me to be friendly and sweet to her when she's standing next to you in what used to be my home. It's a personal thing. It's me, and I know that. I'm doing my best to work on it.

Sam: Well, maybe it would be a good idea if you don't come over here without letting us know. I don't know.

Amanda: You're having another one of your blocked periods, aren't you?

Sam: Why would you say that?

Amanda: Because I know you. You have a big sale, and then you get nervous and scared because you don't think you're gonna be able to do it again.

Sam: That - that's crazy.

Amanda: I've seen it before, Sam. You always get through it. Am I right?

Sam: Yes, you're right. You think that you're such a genius.

And you wonder when you're ever going to come up with a new idea for something.

Amanda: Sam, you're enormously talented. It'll come back to you. It always does.

Sam: Well -- thanks.

Amanda: You're welcome.

Sam: Thanks for coming by.

Amanda: Right. Um --

Sam: What?

Amanda: If you ever need anybody to talk to, I'm there.

Paulina: You're really worried about this, aren't you?

Iris: Grant Harrison is not the issue here.

Paulina: Then what is?

Iris: That ridiculous breakfast of Frankie's, where you tried not once, but several times, to cast suspicion on me.

Paulina: If at first you don't succeed -

Iris: People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Paulina: I wish I knew what you were talking about.

Iris: If you think Jake was trying to extort money from me --

Paulina: If? Come on.

Iris: If. Then he was probably doing the same thing to you. After all, he had the proof that you were a fake.

Paulina: Did he?

Iris: All authenticated.

Paulina: Are you sure of this?

Iris: Positive.

Paulina: I am authentic. And there are no papers to prove

Iris: I'll let Jake do that.

Paulina: Jake?

Iris: Yes. Haven't you heard? He's showing life at the hospital.

Paulina: Yeah, right.

Iris: The last couple of days he's been moving all sorts of muscles. Isn't that miraculous?

Paulina: Yes.

Iris: And that's not all. The reason Michael Hudson was here was to tell me that he had contacted the top neurosurgeon in the country. And he's flying him in to see if he can speed Jake's recovery.

Paulina: Oh?

Iris: Oh? Is that all you can say? Oh? Oh, come on, Paulina, you can do better than that, can't you? I mean, aren't you just thrilled with this news? Imagine Jake coming out of a coma, telling everybody everything he knows, including ...You ok?

Paulina: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I -- I just -- I have a little headache. That's all. Oh, Amanda, I -- I was in the neighborhood. I was shopping, and I, um -- I needed your advice on these two sweaters here. What do you think?

Amanda: Sweaters, huh? Ok, I get it. Who is it?

Paulina: What?

Amanda: Come on. You were out all night long on Christmas eve. Now you come in and you say, I can't choose between these two very sexy sweaters, here. So who is it?

Paulina: It's not so sexy.

Amanda: Oh, Paulina, come on.

Paulina: Now I can see, I'm not going to be able to get myself out of this one.

Amanda: Ah-ha, I was right. Ok, tell me. Who is it?

Paulina: You're not going to believe it.

Amanda: Who?

Paulina: Grant Harrison.

Amanda: You're seeing Grant Harrison?

Paulina: Why not?

Amanda: You don't know why not?

Paulina: No.

Amanda: He's been trying to pull city.

Paulina: So what?

Amanda: So, for one thing, don't you wonder whether he's even over Sharlene?

Paulina: I'm not sure that he is over Sharlene.

Amanda: And then there is Iris. Iris brought him to our house on Christmas. I know that they were together on New Year's eve.

Paulina: Amanda, I was only out with him a few nights. We had a really good time. I'm aware of the situation with Sharlene. And I'm not sure that I will see him again. But he's exciting, and he's a challenge. That's partly why I like him.

Amanda: Last time you took a challenge like that, it was a disaster.

Paulina: This is completely different from Jake, believe me.

Amanda: How?

Paulina: Amanda, I can take care of myself. I was just having fun, that's all. I mean, who would believe that I would be spending Christmas eve with a U.S. congressman? I wouldn't mind shoving that down the throats of a few people I grew up with.

Amanda: I was just thinking how different we are. My idea of rebelling was dating the kid that was parking cars at my debut.

Paulina: Well, to each his own.

Olivia: Well, I guess we're not going to drop --

Liz: But then I comfort myself with the realization that you will come to your senses and come back to the real world when Sam Fowler disappoints you. And then --

Olivia: And then what, aunt Liz? I'll go off and marry somebody like father?

Liz: You can do a lot worse than someone like Russell Matthews, my dear.

Olivia: I used to think so, too.

Liz: And now you don't? You're angry with your father because he went back to Europe? Is that what this is about?

Olivia: What this is about, aunt Liz, is that I love Sam. And he's there for me.

Liz: You love him?

Olivia: Yes.

Liz: Does he love you?

Olivia: You just wait ten years and see that Sam and I will still be together. We'll still be in love. And then you're going to regret all this, so help me.

Liz: Olivia, wait. Olivia, please. I just don't want you to get hurt. Olivia.

Grant: I never see you this way.

Ryan: I'm not in any "way."

Grant: Oh, right, right. Forgive me. I mean, you're acting perfectly normal. I mean, I'm amazed how -- how in control of your emotions you are.

Ryan: I am in complete control.

Grant: Sure. Sure. Listen -- I was in your shoes recently.

Ryan: Sharlene?

Grant: Yeah. And she got under my skin just like Vicky Hudson is under your skin right now. So, Ryan, I understand.

Ryan: I'm sorry. I guess this is just going to take a little bit of getting used to, this -- this shows that you can -- that you can talk to me the way that neither one of us was ever able to talk to Dad. I mean, I want to be there for you.

Waiter: Excuse me. Officer Harrison, you have a phone call. They said it was Police Headquarters.

Ryan: Uh, thank you.

Waiter: Right this way.

Ryan: Excuse me.

Iris: Good, I was hoping he'd leave.

Grant: A phone call. You probably have two minutes.

Iris: That should do it. I -- I need your help.

Grant: I beg your pardon?

Iris: I want you to rid my life of someone I find extremely troublesome.

Grant: Look, Iris, I don't know if there is anyway that I can --

Iris: It's Michael Hudson.

Vicky: Hi.

Michael: Victoria, why didn't you return my call?

Vicky: Marley's not here. She went to check on Cass.

Michael: No, I came to talk to you. Those messages were for you.

Vicky: Oh. I just got up. I haven't checked the messages yet. And it's usually reporters, you know. I'm going to have to get an unlisted number if I want to stay in the news.

Michael: This is no time to be funny.

Vicky: No, it's not. I'm sorry. Have you heard anything about Cass?

Michael: Yes. Stacey's with him. She's going to handle getting him out.

Vicky: So they're going to let him go?

Michael: Look, I did not come here to talk about Cass. You and I have something very important to discuss.

Vicky: All right, what?

Michael: I talked to Marley last night.

Vicky: About what?

Michael: About you.

Vicky: What about me?

Michael: You know a lot more than you told me.

Vicky: I do?

Michael: Don't play games with me here. This is not the time to play games.

Vicky: All right.

Michael: When Marley left Jake's apartment, she didn't just drive around. She saw you. And she told you that Jake tried to attack her.

Vicky: Yes, she told me.

Michael: And then you left, you went to the loft, you confronted Jake. And you were wearing her coat.

Vicky: All right.

Michael: The coat with Jake's blood on the hem.

Vicky: All right, I borrowed the coat, ok?

Michael: Victoria, for the sake of our family. If you can, please be honest with me.

Vicky: What are you asking me?

Michael: Were you so angry that you shot Jake?

Vicky: What? No, I didn't shoot Jake. I can't believe my own father is asking me if I shot -- [Exhales] Him.

Michael: Vicky. Victoria!

Olivia: I can't take it. I cannot take it anymore. Hell, I won't take it.

Sam: I take it lunch with aunt Liz didn't go very well?

Olivia: The woman is insane, Sam. She's absolutely insane. She actually expects me to do something and -- and -- hey, hey, hey. What's going on here? What gives with this? I left here so you could work.

Sam: I wasn't very inspired today.

Olivia: Oh, come on. You can do anything you set your mind to.

Sam: Not today, I can't.

Olivia: Yes, you can. Sam, this painting is the difference between the lake. Right? It's financial independence. It's recognition.

Sam: It's nothing, yet.

Olivia: But it will be. It will be as soon as you set your mind to it. You can do anything you want to. And then, I'm going to be so proud of you, I'm not going to be able to stand it.

Sam: I got to go.

Olivia: You got to go? Where are you going?

Sam: Yes, I've got work to do.

Olivia: Now?

Sam: Yeah. I'll see you soon. I'll be back soon.

Olivia: All right. Bye. Listen, hurry back, all right? I want you to finish those paintings and get famous.

Iris: Yes, he's panicked.

Grant: Mm, interesting.

Iris: He's threatened to set his dogs on me. I guess by that he means those spy type friends of his from the club.

Grant: Does that worry you?

Iris: I had nothing to do with Jake's shooting, if that's what you mean. But I don't want anyone poking their nose in my affairs. I mean, would you?

Grant: You know something, Iris? You look incredibly sexy today.

Oh, yeah? What do you think I'm avoiding?

Iris: Well, would you like the idea of someone sticking their nose into your private business?

Grant: I'm a politician, remember? I'm used to being spied on, investigated and probed, and - you get used to it after a while.

Iris: Well, nobody elected me. And I don't want to be held hostage for hiding some skeletons in closets.

Grant: Nobody's doing that, are they?

Iris: Not yet. No, not yet. But I just would like to feel that I had a sympathetic ear and somebody I could talk to about it.

Grant: And you feel that I am that person?

Iris: Oh, you've heard things about me?

Grant: Things?

Iris: Mm-hmm. That I'm ruthless, for one. Of course you have.

Grant: Well, I've heard that you're a very good businesswoman.

Iris: And I've heard that you're a very good politician.

Grant: Ha, ha. I am ruthless.

Iris: And as far as my father's company is concerned, I'll walk over anyone to do what has to be done. My father put it on top, and I intend to keep it that way -- which brings me to Paulina.

Grant: Paulina? What about her?

Iris: She's a loose cannon, and I emphasize the word loose.

Grant: Paulina?

Iris: Please, don't give me that innocent look.

Grant: What about her?

Iris: Well, there are certain things about her, that if they were - if they came to light, I'd lose my company.

Grant: Really?

Iris: Mm-hmm. Just like the Hudsons almost made you lose your election.

Grant: You think Paulina -- what about her? Is she trying to get you, too?

Iris: Grant, Michael Hudson is my problem. Conversation going?

I don't want Michael Hudson to embarrass me. And you have connections.

Grant: All right. I'll do what I can.

Iris: Thank you. I'm very grateful.

Grant: Well, always happy to help out a friend.

Iris: So am I. In fact, why don't we sit down and discuss doing an article about you in "Brava"? Something of a high profile.

Grant: Hmm, that would be very, very much appreciated.

Iris: Great, well, we can just set the date. Anytime, if you can spare the time away from Paulina.

Grant: Ha, you certainly don't pull punches, do you, Iris?

Iris: I'm just pointing out that political figures don't live with someone like Paulina.

Grant: You're leaving?

Iris: Well, I think the two minutes are up, aren't they? I have a magazine to run. Ciao.

Grant: Ciao.

Grant: Well, so how are headquarters holding up without you?

Ryan: Still there in all its bureaucratic splendor.

Grant: You know, Ryan, I do believe that you are becoming a cynic, and I think Papa would be so proud of you.

Ryan: Where's our waiter?

Grant: You know, your mood seems to have deteriorated steadily since I got here. Something I did? Something I said?

Ryan: Actually it was.

Grant: What?

Ryan: About Vicky. You are right. I -- I was right to drop her. It was -- it's just all wrong.

Grant: She's no good for you.

Ryan: Yeah, but she does have some incredible things going for

Hmm, not like her there won't.

Grant: Ryan, trust me, there is always another woman out there for you -- not nearly as destructive as Vicky Hudson. And I'm saying that only because ever since you met this girl, you have been miserable. Miserable.

Ryan: You are right. You are right. I have to end this. And I'm going to, right now.

Grant: Great, so this calls for a new beginning, and I think a bottle of champagne. Waiter.

Waiter: Excuse me, officer Harrison. You have an urgent message from a Bridget Connell.

Ryan: What?

Waiter: Miss Vicky Hudson has just been taken to the hospital.

Grant: Ryan, I'm sure its nothing -- serious.

Jamie: She's severely anemic, but I think she's going to be ok.

Michael: Jamie, she fainted dead away.

Jamie: Frankly, I don't know how she stayed on her feet this long. The trial is really taking its toll on her, Michael. She's exhausted.

Michael: Which is why I sent Donna home.

Can I talk to her?

Jamie: I'd prefer that you didn't.

Michael: Really, I -- I'll just take a few minutes.

Jamie: Michael, Michael, the trial is bound to come up, and that is the last thing she needs to talk about.

Michael: Ok. You're right. Nothing is more important than her getting better right now, so maybe I'll come by later.

Jamie: Oh, give her few hours. I'm going to sedate her. Ok?

Michael: Thanks.

Jamie: Thank you.

What do you think you are doing?

Vicky: What does it look like?

Jamie: If you think you are getting out of here -- look, stay.

Vicky: What am I, a golden retriever?

Jamie: Get back to bed, Vicky.

Vicky: Jamie, I've got to go to Marley.

Jamie: Well, you can forget that. Get to bed. You can forget everything except getting rest, and I'm going to shoot you full of sedatives if you need to have it.

Vicky: Jamie, you cannot treat me like this.

Jamie: Oh yeah? Watch me.

Lie back, Vicky?

Vicky: The food is lousy, and -- and the clothes are lousy and --

Jamie: Vicky, lie back.

Vicky: The doctors are rude, you know? It's a good thing I don't still own this hospital, because I would fire all of you and get a new staff and a new chef and some designer sheets.

Jamie: Vicky, how did you let yourself get rundown like this?

Vicky: I don't know. Lucky, I guess.

Jamie: What have you been eating lately? Wait, no, don't tell me. French fries and diet cola.

Vicky: I thought French fries were good for me.

Jamie: Vicky, you can laugh now, but you're going to have to change your lifestyle completely.

Vicky: Jamie. Jamie, Jamie, wait.

Jamie: What?

Vicky: Tell me what happened with you and Marley in Marquesa?

Jamie: What do you mean?

Vicky: Did you make love to her?

Jamie: That is none of your business, Vicky.

Vicky: Jamie, it would be all right if you did -- I mean, with me.

Jamie: You actually said that like you mean it.

Vicky: I do mean it. Do you know when you and Marley first got together, I was so sure that you still loved me and that you were with her was because she reminded you of me? But now I know that you love Marley because she is Marley.

Jamie: That's not completely true.

Vicky: Oh, no?

Jamie: Vicky, there are all kinds of reminders of what I loved about you.

Vicky: Really?

Jamie: But there is that part of Marley that is purely Marley.

Vicky: Hmm.

Jamie: Her gentleness.

Vicky: It's what you always wanted, isn't it?

Jamie: Just like Ryan always wanted the fire that's inside of you.

Vicky: I'm really happy for you and Marley. I resented her for so long, but you know, it's like we're real sisters. And I've learnt so much about her.

Jamie: Like what?

Vicky: Oh, like -- um -- how strong she is.

Jamie: Yes. That she is.

Vicky: You know, liking her makes me like myself more.

Jamie: I'm glad. You should.

Ryan: Is this Vicky Hudson's room?

Nurse: Yes. But you can't go in there.

Ryan: I have to. It's official business.

Jamie: How did you get in here?

Ryan: How is Vicky?

Jamie: She'll be ok if she gets some rest.

Ryan: Can she have visitors?

Jamie: Two minutes, Ryan. Then I want you out of here.

Vicky: I cannot believe you pulled your police number to come in here and bother me.

Ryan: Well, that's the only way that they will. Does this spell have anything to do with your little episode in the courtroom?

Vicky: No. I faked that one. Um -- I am really sorry I did that. I never meant to hurt you by it. I was just trying to protect Marley.

Ryan: It's time for you to start thinking about yourself.

Vicky: [Sighs] Me. Oh -- I must look awful. [Laughing] I need some lipstick.

Ryan: No, no. What you need is some rest.

Vicky: Are you going to stay here with me?

Ryan: Yeah. I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere.

Vicky: Thanks.

Liz: We both want the same thing, Amanda.

Amanda: You really don't know what it is that I want, aunt Liz.

Liz: Sam should come back to the bosom of his family, and Olivia should resume her dancing career.

Amanda: Maybe that's what you want- please --

Liz: I know you want them to break up just as much as I do, my dear.

Amanda: You are very wrong, aunt Liz.

Liz: Don't you want him back?

Amanda: I would never, never arrange anything like that.

Liz: What if it's the only way?

Amanda: What Sam chooses to do is up to him.

Liz: Oh, you are a fool if you think that.

Amanda: I have far too much respect for him and for myself to ever engage in some ridiculous scheme to get him back.

Liz: Pride goes before a fall, my dear.

Amanda: Why don't I show you to the door, aunt Liz?

Liz: Oh, Amanda, you haven't thought this through. Oh, what a coincidence. Your lovely ex wife and I were just talking about you.

Sam: Really?

Liz: And how is your angel of a daughter? Oh, she must be so happy spending time with both Mommy and Daddy. You know what you should do? You should take her to that new children zoo. It's over on riverside. You'd have a lovely time all together. Bye, dear.

Sam: I can't believe this.

Amanda: What?

Sam: You are teaming up with Liz now. I never thought you would go that far, Amanda.

Amanda: Do you always think the worst of me?

Sam: Do you expect me to be pleased?

Amanda: Do you expect to punish me for the rest of my life?

Sam: Oh -- oh, excuse me. So you two were just standing there together. Just happen to be that way, right?

Amanda: Liz came over here to talk to me about you and Olivia. And, yes, she does want the two of you to break up, but that's no secret.

Sam: So you two are working together now to make it happen.

Amanda: For you to think that I would do something like that with her, for you to think that little of me, after I have tried my best -- you are out of line, Sam Fowler, way out of line.

Grant: Hey, say, listen, why don't you have a drink with me?

Paulina: All right, just for a minute.

Grant: Good.

Paulina: I did want to find out when you'll be needing volunteers in your political action center.

Grant: Well, soon -- I'm happy to say.

[Phone rings]

Grant: Excuse me. I'm expecting this call. Ah, yes, thanks for calling back. Yeah, I have a friend that needs a small favor. Iris Wheeler. Yeah, make sure that she's taken care of, all right? Thanks. I appreciate your help. Bye.

Paulina: You know how to get things done, don't you? I didn't think Iris ever needed help from anyone.

Grant: What about you? What can I do for you?

Paulina: Oh, I don't know. I'm sure we'll think of something.

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