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Another World Transcript Thursday 12/28/06
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Morgan: Whose side are you on, Detective?
Ryan: Just trying to find out who shot Jake McKinnon.
Morgan: I cannot believe that you allowed Winthrop to tamper with evidence.
Ryan: All of the hairs on Jake's clothing should have been tested in the first place.
Morgan: Are you telling me how to do my job?
Ryan: Do you want a conviction, or do you want justice?
Morgan: You know, be aware, Harrison, I've made internal affairs aware of the fact that your methods are rather unorthodox.
Ryan: I haven't done anything wrong.
Morgan: We'll let the review board be the judge of that, won't we? What have we here?
Ryan: Got me.
Amanda: Mom --
Amanda: Hilda said you wanted to see us.
Rachel: Yes, I wanted to tell you both something.
Jamie: Everything ok?
Rachel: I have broken off my engagement with Ken.
Rachel: I just wanted you to know.
Amanda: When did this happen?
Rachel: Last night.
Jamie: This has to do with Paulina, doesn't it?
Grant: Hmm, hmm, hmm.
Paulina: Go back to sleep.
Grant: No, where are you going?
Paulina: I've got to go home.
Paulina: Because I promised Rachel I'd help her shop for a wedding dress today.
Grant: Rachel can wait. I can't.
Cass: What does it say?
Frankie: Oh, you know, these rags, all gloom and doom.
Cass: "The case expected to go to the jury tomorrow. Legal experts expect a short deliberation and a verdict of guilty." Lovely.
Frankie: It ain't over till it's over.
Cass: That's baseball, yogi.
Frankie: You still have a shot with Jake's mystery visitor.
Cass: If she's on those tapes from the hospital security camera.
Frankie: I have got some very heavy-duty vibes about this lady, Cass.
Cass: That's inadmissible, Frankie. I need proof.
Frankie: She could crack this case wide-open.
Marley: Hi --
Marley: Cass, I'm sorry to bother you.
Cass: Are you ok?
Marley: No, I've been thinking about yesterday.
Cass: Come in. Can I get you some tea?
Marley: I want the truth. It's all over, isn't it? I'm going to prison.
Sam: What was that?
Olivia: I -- I just dropped something. It's ok, go back to sleep.
Sam: Oh, what are you doing up?
Olivia: I'll be quiet, I promise. I just -- I just couldn't stay in bed any longer.
Sam: What time is it?
Olivia: It's late. It's really late.
Sam: Late, late? This is early for me.
Olivia: Oh, well, I guess I'm a morning person.
Sam: [Sighs] Last night I was watching you while you were sleeping, and I had this great idea.
Sam: Yeah, I was up till 4 a.m. sketching.
Olivia: I love being your inspiration.
Sam: Hmm, last night was incredible.
Olivia: It was perfect. Close your eyes and rest, ok? I'll do my morning stretches without any music.
Sam: No, once I'm awake, I can't fall back asleep.
Olivia: Oh, well, that's even better. We can rest together.
Sam: Hmm, I should get up.
Olivia: Well, um, why don't you have a shower, and I'll make some breakfast.
Sam: What happened to my jeans that were here last night?
Olivia: They're in the wash.
Olivia: They had paint all over them.
Sam: Well, that's the idea. They're my painting pants.
Olivia: Oh, oh, I should have known.
Sam: I hate stiff pants. I hate that.
Olivia: Ah, I'm sorry, Sam.
Sam: It's ok. I'll survive.
Ah, what -- what the hell?
Olivia: What -- what -- what's wrong? What's going on?
Sam: The faucet has icicles coming out of it.
Olivia: Oh, no, did I -- I use all the hot water?
Sam: Oh, no, my -- my -- my fault. I forgot to tell you, there's only enough hot water for one long shower.
Olivia: Ok, well, I'll -- I'll take little short ones or something --
Sam: Yeah, because Amanda would always know that. She just -- oh, man, I am sorry.
Olivia: It's ok. I'm -- I'll take my showers at night or something like that.
Sam: No, no, no, I have a better solution. From now on, we will take one long, hot, steamy shower together.
Olivia: That sounds like a perfect solution.
Sam: We just need to agree on a time to wake up, ok?
Paulina: Now it really is getting late.
Grant: Well, I'm sure that Rachel could go find a dress all by her little self. What do you say?
Paulina: Don't you have to go pass a law or make a speech, do something congressional?
Grant: Yeah, uh, I'll do it when I go back to Washington in a few days.
Paulina: You have such an exciting life.
Grant: Yeah, you want to come and see it?
Paulina: What do you mean?
Grant: Come with me.
Paulina: Are you serious?
Grant: Yeah, I mean, you offered to work in my office here.
Paulina: Well, yeah, sort of.
Grant: Well, I mean, you, uh, you'll be talking to my staff. You might as well meet them all.
Paulina: I've never been to Washington before.
Grant: Well, I'll show you all the sights, introduce you to the rubber chicken show.
Paulina: The what?
Grant: It's all the political and social things that I have to attend to.
Paulina: You're going to take me out with all your society friends?
Grant: Yeah, I'd be honored.
Grant: Mm-hmm, you're a Cory, remember, eminently suitable for a Washington bachelor.
Amanda: How can you be so insensitive? Did you see how upset Mom is?
Jamie: I want to understand what happened, Amanda.
Amanda: You just want to blame everything on Paulina.
Rachel: Please, both of you.
Amanda: Are you ok?
Rachel: I will be.
Jamie: Mom, I'm sorry if I upset you.
Rachel: It's all right.
Amanda: Two days ago, you were making wedding plans. You and Ken obviously love each other.
Rachel: Well, I thought so, but I was wrong.
Amanda: Mom, feelings like that don't change overnight.
Rachel: Yes, sometimes they do.
Jamie: Is this about Mac?
Amanda: You and Ken were so happy.
Rachel: The relationship is over with.
Amanda: You're not even going to see each other or --
Rachel: No, and that's about all I would -- I would like to discuss. Excuse me.
Amanda: Just when everything was going so well.
Jamie: Something happened.
Amanda: I'm going to find out what it was.
Amanda: I'm going to find Ken.
Jamie: Amanda, stay out of it.
Amanda: They belong together, Jamie.
Jamie: There's more to this than Mom is telling us. I don't think she wants us to know yet.
Amanda: You still think it's Paulina, don't you?
Jamie: I'm not sure. I just know she hasn't told us the whole story.
Morgan: You enjoy flower arranging?
Ryan: Never thought about it.
Morgan: Maybe you should.
Ryan: Why's that?
Morgan: Because when Internal Affairs gets done, you're going to be looking for a new line of work, my friend.
Ryan: Why are you coming down on me?
Morgan: Because you took the law into your own hands.
Ryan: Oh, you mean I didn't tell you?
Morgan: You could have blown my entire case, Harrison.
Ryan: Look, Cass and Marley had every right to have those hairs tested.
Morgan: That's right, right after they filed a request with my office.
Ryan: Well, what do you care anyway? And if anything, Paulina Cory helped your case.
Morgan: And I can see how ecstatic you are about that.
Ryan: What is your problem?
Morgan: Your blatant insubordination.
Ryan: It will never happen again, ok?
Morgan: Not good enough, cowboy, not good enough.
Police officer: Delivery from the Harrison botanical gardens.
Man: The guys want to know, you win the Kentucky derby?
Police officer: Or maybe he's the new Miss America.
Both: Here she comes Miss --
Morgan: Excuse me, I assume you two gentleman are off duty.
Man: Enjoy the flowers, Ryan.
Morgan: Thank you.
Morgan: Any idea where these came from?
Ryan: That's a good question.
Morgan: You still carrying a torch for the suspect's sister?
Ryan: Well, you know, I really can't talk about my personal life while I'm on duty. Want a rose?
Vicky: Roses are red. Violets are blue. Some men are sexy, but you're the sexiest, babe.
Vicky: You bet. You like them?
Vicky: Well, well?
Ryan: I like you better.
Vicky: Oh, you should have seen the florist. I thought he was going to pass out.
Ryan: Well, what did I do to deserve these?
Vicky: Hmm, how much time you got?
Ryan: Oh, about as much as I had last night.
Vicky: Oh, I'm sorry that didn't work out as planned.
Ryan: Well, I'll take a rain check.
Vicky: I meant what I said, you know. I do love you.
Ryan: I know. So how's Marley?
Vicky: Uh, dreading tomorrow.
Ryan: Yeah, I'll bet.
Vicky: Ryan, we picked the worst time for this to happen.
Ryan: I don't care, as long as it happened.
Vicky: I -- I want to be with you. I really do.
Ryan: And I want to be with you.
Vicky: Until this mess is cleared up, I don't think we should give it up.
Ryan: Shh, look, I love you, and you love me, right? Our time will come.
Sam: You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble.
Olivia: Yes, but you like a big breakfast.
Sam: So, my arm ain't broke. I can fix it myself.
Olivia: Well, I like to make you happy.
Sam: I know you do, but you don't need to work so hard at it.
Olivia: Is everything going to be all right here, you and me?
Sam: I love you being here, really.
Olivia: I love being here.
Sam: It's just that when you fuss over me, it just makes me feel a bit awkward, that's all.
Olivia: You can do the dishes.
Sam: Dishes, I would love to do if I had the time. I gotta go. I'm late.
Olivia: Where are you going?
Sam: I have a meeting at Tops with Amanda. I forgot.
Olivia: I thought you were going to paint.
Sam: Well, we're interviewing a new photographer for the "Sophisticate," so --
Olivia: Oh, how long will you be?
Sam: Don't know.
Olivia: Well, I'll be here.
Sam: Ok, I gotta go.
Olivia: Caroline, hi, I'm so glad I caught you.
Olivia: Yes, I think I blew it with Sam again.
Caroline: So soon?
Olivia: Is this a good time to talk?
Caroline: Um, not exactly. I'll tell you what, what do you say I call you back in an hour, hmm?
Frankie: Are you sure I can't get you something to eat, Marley?
Marley: I really don't have much of an appetite, but thank you.
Frankie: I have about a zillion tapes to screen at the hospital. So why don't I leave you two alone to talk, ok?
Marley: Jake really has a mystery visitor, huh?
Frankie: If he does, I'll find out.
Marley: Frankie, you and Cass have done so much for me. I hope you do know how much I appreciate it.
Cass: We do.
Frankie: Marley, we'll see you in a little bit, ok?
Frankie: You want to walk me to the door?
Cass: Yeah, sure.
Frankie: She is really shaky. I think the reality is setting in.
Cass: Maybe she'll finally listen to me.
Frankie: If she's smart, she will.
Cass: Let me know what you find, ok?
Frankie: Ok, I love you, counselor.
Cass: I love you, too, investigator.
Frankie: See you later.
Cass: Marley, I know you're disappointed about Paulina's testimony.
Marley: It only made things worse for us, Cass.
Cass: I still maintain she's hiding something.
Marley: Does it matter if she didn't shoot him?
Cass: Paulina's not telling us something about that, too.
Marley: Well, she seemed awfully cool on the stand.
Cass: I get the feeling lying comes easily to her.
Marley: You know, the only one who has lost it during this trial has been me.
Cass: You've been under a tremendous amount of pressure.
Marley: Running away to Marquesa was awfully stupid.
Cass: Yeah, it was. You should have talked to me.
Marley: I know. You could have lost your license. Vicky could have gone to jail.
Cass: No harm, no foul.
Marley: Awful things happen when people try to protect me.
Cass: We're not giving up on you, Marley. Don't give up on yourself.
Marley: What's going on -- what is going to happen?
Cass: Frankie is the one with the crystal ball.
Marley: I want to know, Cass!
Cass: It's possible the jury will find this circumstantial evidence overwhelming.
Marley: I'm going to jail. I'm going to jail.
Cass: I want you to listen to me now. Hey, listen to me.
I want to put you on the stand tomorrow.
Marley: I won't let you.
Cass: You have to do this. You have to show the jury who you really are.
Marley: Well, there's going to be another way to do it then.
Cass: There is an option. I'm not crazy about it. Your father hates it, but it's an option.
Marley: Change my plea.
Cass: Not guilty by reason of self-defense.
Marley: I didn't shoot him.
Cass: All you have to do is tell them what really happened.
Marley: Cass, I will not talk about the rape!
Cass: Marley, if you don't --
Marley: I would rather go to prison!
Man: Hey, somebody call 911.
[Cheering and applause]
Ryan: I am not going to hear the end of this until I retire.
Vicky: Oh, let them eat their hearts out. Do I have lipstick all over my face?
Ryan: All over you.
Vicky: That's great. Now, you said we'd get a chance to be together, right?
Ryan: I certainly did.
Vicky: Are you, by any chance, off in the next 20 seconds?
Vicky: Oh, come on. Let one of those guys from the peanut gallery take over for you. Come on.
Ryan: No, I am already skating on thin ice as it is. I better stay at my desk, if I can find it under all these roses.
Vicky: I saw Morgan leave. That is not a happy lady.
Ryan: That is an understatement.
Vicky: Why? Is she mad because you helped Cass and Frankie test the other hairs?
Ryan: No, she's just upset because I didn't say, "Morgan, may I?"
Vicky: Did she cause trouble for you?
Ryan: Don't worry about it.
Vicky: Ryan, you have done so much to help Marley and me, and we are really grateful.
Ryan: I'm just sorry the results didn't help any more.
Vicky: Who are you kidding? You did everything you could to make sure Marley got a fair shake. I don't know how to thank you.
Ryan: I know one way.
Vicky: I'm serious.
Ryan: Yeah, and so am I.
Vicky: Why did it take me so long to figure out that you were on my side?
Ryan: Oh, because you're a stupid, blind, stubborn fool.
Vicky: No. I used to be a stupid, blind, stubborn fool.
Vicky: I'm hip now. Don't you know?
Ryan: Well, you're coming around.
Vicky: I'm coming around?
Man: Is this a police station or a drive-in?
Vicky: Depends on who you're with.
Ryan: Vicky, this is Captain Drake, he's the head of I.A.D.
Vicky: What's I.A.D.?
Ryan: Internal Affairs Division.
Vicky: Oh -- that's -- it's nice to meet you. See you later.
Ryan: Bye. Captain, I can explain --
Captain Drake: You crossed the wrong D.A., Ryan.
Ryan: Am I going to get a chance to explain my side of the story?
Captain Drake: At the hearing. Till then, you're suspended.
Ryan: Captain --
Captain Drake: Clear out your desk, and take the flower garden with you.
Amanda: Ken, hi.
Ken: Hello, Amanda.
Amanda: My business appointment isn't here yet. Can you talk?
Ken: Uh, sure. Sure, if you want to.
Amanda: Mom told us that the wedding is off.
Amanda: Do you want to tell me why?
Ken: You mean, she didn't tell you?
Amanda: She said a few vague things, but nothing that sounded like the real reason.
Ken: You don't believe her?
Amanda: Ken, I saw the two of you together. I saw how she looked when she looked at you.
Ken: We were good together.
Amanda: Mom was so excited about this wedding.
Ken: So was I.
Amanda: This all happened so fast.
Ken: It's been coming for a while.
Amanda: Did you have a fight?
Ken: That's one way of putting it.
Amanda: You can't fix it?
Ken: My fault.
Amanda: If there is one thing I learned from my marriage, it's that it doesn't matter whose fault it is.
Ken: Depends on the situation.
Amanda: So the two of you aren't going to give it another try?
Ken: I don't know, Amanda.
Amanda: Well, you can't just give up, Ken. I'd miss you.
Amanda: I guess I'm not helping very much, am I?
Ken: I wish you could.
Amanda: Please, don't give up. Work it out.
Ken: I'm not sure this is something your mother and I can work out.
Amanda: You don't know till you try.
Ken: She's gotta want it, too, Amanda.
Amanda: You know Mom isn't going to be the one to make the first move. She's too proud.
Ken: She is that.
Amanda: Ken, if you don't reach out for her, you could lose her forever.
Rachel: I thought you had gone to the hospital.
Jamie: After we talk.
Rachel: I don't want to talk, Jamie.
Jamie: Mom, there is more to this than you're telling us.
Rachel: I've told you all I care to.
Jamie: Frankie told me that you left the trial with Ken just as Paulina was taking the stand.
Jamie: I thought that you went to the trial to give Paulina moral support.
Jamie: So why would you leave just as she needed you?
Rachel: Ken needed to speak with me.
Jamie: About Paulina?
Rachel: Jamie, I just told you, I don't want to talk about this right now, all right?
Jamie: Mom, something tells me the reason that you called things off with Ken has to do with Paulina.
Rachel: Yes, you've made that very clear.
Jamie: If it's anything that concerns Marley --
Jamie: Yeah. Did Ken say something about Paulina that can help Marley's case?
Rachel: Is that all this is about? You just want more information?
Jamie: No, that's not true.
Rachel: Are Marley's problems all that interest you anymore?
Jamie: No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel that way. You know you concern me.
Paulina: Hello, everyone. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was interrupting --
Rachel: I need to talk to you, Paulina. Jamie, if you'll excuse me.
Jamie: Yeah, sure.
Rachel: I'll see you later.
Paulina: Is something wrong?
Rachel: Ken has told me everything.
Rachel: Oh? That's all you can say?
Paulina: About what?
Rachel: He told me how he found you, how he brought you here, everything.
Paulina: What do you want me to say?
Rachel: Uh, well, for openers, I guess I'd like to have one good reason why I shouldn't throw you out of this house.
Cass: We better find something soon. The trial resumes tomorrow.
Frankie: If this mystery woman is on these tapes, Cass, I will find her.
Cass: I hope so. I'm beginning to think it's Marley's only hope of staying out of prison.
Frankie: It's very unlike you to sound this defeated.
Cass: I asked her to consider -- just to consider -- changing her plea.
Frankie: You want to make a deal?
Cass: I want to keep her out of prison. She wouldn't consider it. She wouldn't even hear of it.
Cass: Hi, Jamie.
Jamie: I heard you started on the tapes.
Frankie: Yep, screening my little eyes out.
Jamie: How's it going?
Cass: Nothing so far.
Frankie: I've got a lot of tapes to see yet.
Jamie: This is going to be the break we need, I can feel it.
Sam: Listen, I'm sorry I'm late. I overslept.
Amanda: Some things never change.
Sam: So, what did you think of the photographer?
Amanda: He canceled. Or stayed in bed.
Sam: I told you I was sorry.
Amanda: Forget it.
Sam: What about your article on Jake's shooting?
Amanda: That's fine, no thanks to you.
Sam: Excuse me. The next time you get yourself in trouble, you can get yourself out of it on your own.
Amanda: Can we not talk about this?
Sam: Something's bugging you.
Amanda: Nothing that you need to concern yourself with.
Sam: Listen, Amanda, I think we need to talk about what happened at the cabin.
Sam: Things got pretty intense.
Amanda: We had a fight, that's all. It was nothing unusual.
Sam: I kissed you.
Amanda: I remember.
Sam: I shouldn't have.
Amanda: Probably not.
Sam: It was an act of anger on my part and it was something --
Amanda: Oh, yeah, I know. It was for me, too.
Sam: And I would understand if you were really upset about it.
Amanda: Well, it's done. So, forget it.
Sam: You sure you can do that?
Amanda: Of course I can. Can you?
Sam: Sure, yeah.
Grant: How's it going?
Ryan: Would you believe I'm getting a head start on spring cleaning?
Grant: There's a rumor floating around that you have been suspended.
Ryan: Yep, turned in my badge and my gun over an hour ago.
Grant: That's serious.
Ryan: You're telling me.
Grant: Anything having to do with the McKinnon case?
Ryan: Spare the lecture, ok?
Grant: You want me to make a phone call?
Ryan: Oh no, no, no. Don't waste a favor on me.
Grant: You're taking this pretty well.
Ryan: Frankly, Grant, I don't give a damn.
Grant: Ah, I see. You're in love.
Ryan: In a word, yes.
Grant: And you're just about to overwhelm Ms. Hudson with all of these flowers bought with your last paycheck as a member of the Bay City P.D.
Ryan: No, actually, Vicky sent the flowers to me.
Grant: She did? That's a switch.
Ryan: Yep. Vicky is not big on "conventional."
Grant: Are we talking about trapezes and mirrored ceilings, or what?
Ryan: That's not what this is about.
Grant: If you say so.
Ryan: I am in love with Vicky.
Grant: Ryan, you have been saying that ever since you have been about 14 years old.
Ryan: No, no, this time, it's different.
Grant: She makes you happy, obviously.
Ryan: Yeah, and I want to do it right this time. I don't want to feed her any lines or tell her any stories, I just --
Grant: You're serious?
Ryan: Mm-hmm. This time, I want to court Vicky. I want her to know that she is the only woman in the world for me.
Grant: Go to it.
Ryan: Um, how do I do it, Grant?
Grant: Do what?
Ryan: Let Vicky know that I want to spend the rest of my life with her?
Grant: Just follow your instincts.
Ryan: What is with you?
Grant: What do you mean?
Ryan: You, you're so mellow.
Grant: I am?
Ryan: Yeah, I mean, by this time, you would have come down on my head about the suspension. You would have told me I'm letting my hormones get in the way of my career.
Grant: Well, I can hardly point a finger at you when I'm probably doing the same thing.
Ryan: Good for you.
Grant: I don't know, Ryan. For once in my life, I am fresh out of advice.
Paulina: I'm glad you know.
Rachel: Are you really?
Paulina: You don't know what a nightmare these last few months have been.
Rachel: Living a lie?
Paulina: I'm relieved to have it out in the open.
Paulina: It must have come as quite a shock to you.
Rachel: To say the least.
Paulina: You can imagine how I felt.
Rachel: No, I can't. Tell me.
Paulina: Ever since I can remember, the only thing that has been important to me is to know who my real parents were.
Rachel: Yes, I can imagine that would have been very difficult.
Paulina: When Ken gave me that letter from Maria, I thought my prayers were answered.
Rachel: I'm sure.
Paulina: I carried it everywhere with me. It was the only thing I had from my mother.
Rachel: Ken says it's a fake.
Paulina: He did.
Rachel: Did you know that?
Paulina: I know my mother never wrote me. It destroyed me when I found out that Ken wrote that letter.
Rachel: So, you knew he had made all of this up?
Paulina: He told me much later.
Rachel: He did?
Paulina: And he also told me that he was sure that Mac Cory was my father.
Rachel: When was this?
Paulina: When he started to get involved with you.
Rachel: You knew the truth and yet you kept silent about all this?
Paulina: Rachel, can you ever forgive me?
Rachel: I would like to know why you continued this lie.
Paulina: Because I believed that I was Mac's -- that I was his daughter. I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe that, Rachel. I'd want to die if I didn't believe that.
Rachel: It doesn't change the fact that you should have come to me.
Paulina: I couldn't. Ken wouldn't let me.
Olivia: No, Caroline, not your machine. I need to talk to you. Please call me.
[Knocking at door]
Olivia: Oh, good.
Olivia: Hi, am I ever glad to see you. I thought that you forgot all about me.
Caroline: Well, you sounded desperate. I thought I should make a house call.
Olivia: I need your help.
Caroline: Trouble in paradise?
Olivia: I'm picking up really weird vibes from Sam.
Caroline: So what, the wining and dining didn't work?
Olivia: Well, the seduction worked great.
Caroline: Well, that's tried and true.
Olivia: But I thought we would pick up this morning where we left off last night.
Caroline: So, it didn't happen?
Olivia: No, it was a disaster.
Caroline: What happened?
Olivia: I got restless waiting for him to wake up in the morning, and I made a bunch of noise in the kitchen and woke him up.
Caroline: That's a sure mood breaker.
Olivia: Then, I tried to make him breakfast.
Caroline: Oh, a little something, and you didn't make it quite the way he likes it?
Olivia: How did you know that?
Caroline: Keep going.
Olivia: Ok, I put his favorite work pants in the laundry without telling him.
Caroline: Oh, men don't like it when you mess with their stuff.
Olivia: And I used up all the hot water taking my shower.
Caroline: Oh, that's grounds for justifiable homicide. No doubt about it.
Olivia: The harder I try to please him --
Caroline: The more you upset him.
Caroline: There is a need for major damage control here. You've already broken cardinal rule number one.
Olivia: I have?
Caroline: Always keep your own place.
Olivia: Living with aunt Liz was terrible.
Caroline: Move only after they've offered marriage, if that's what you want.
Olivia: But Sam asking me to live with him was a dream come true.
Caroline: Yes, and it's quickly becoming a nightmare.
Olivia: But I want to make it work.
Caroline: Next time, when you wake up early, go out. Leave a box of cereal on top of the fridge. If he's hungry, he'll find it.
Olivia: Won't he feel like I'm neglecting him?
Caroline: Darling, you're his lover, not his nanny.
Olivia: But I want to please him.
Caroline: Oh, this is going to be harder than I thought.
Olivia: Mm-hmm, the doormat.
Caroline: Sam's making you become this.
Olivia: What do I do?
Caroline: Would you stop catering to him? Right now.
Sam: Did Rachel give you any details?
Amanda: She just said that the timing wasn't right.
Sam: I haven't seen her much lately, but when I did, she seemed happy.
Amanda: She is. Well, for the first time...
Sam: Since you lost your Dad?
Amanda: You remember how she was?
Sam: Yeah. She didn't make this turnaround till she moved out of the house.
Amanda: That was when she met Ken.
Sam: Yep, I remember.
Amanda: He made her so happy.
Sam: Maybe they'll patch things up.
Amanda: I hope so. It was nice to finally have something going well in our house.
Sam: There is one thing that is for sure -- you cannot force love.
Amanda: Do you love Olivia? I thought so.
Sam: I adore Olivia. She's my biggest fan, she's my lover --
Amanda: I see.
Sam: My best friend. I probably do love her.
Amanda: But you couldn't say it.
Sam: It's going to be a long time before I'm ready to use that word again.
Jamie: So, what happens when you find this mystery woman?
Cass: We identify her, locate her --
Frankie: Determine her relationship to Jake --
Cass: And see if she had motive and opportunity to shoot him.
Jamie: You guys have to find her.
Cass: We're doing the best we can, Jamie.
Jamie: Right, I know. Keep me posted, ok?
Frankie: Will do.
Cass: Am I being too sensitive, or was that an overwhelming vote of no confidence?
Frankie: Honey, the poor guy's heart is breaking.
Cass: Am I doing all I can, Mary Frances?
Frankie: Cass, you know you are. Marley has had your hands tied from the get-go.
Cass: She keeps insisting she didn't shoot Jake.
Frankie: I thought you believed her?
Cass: I do; I'm afraid the jury doesn't. If they could just hear her describe how Jake raped her --
Frankie: They would let her go.
Cass: Yes, I think so.
Frankie: She still won't testify about the rape?
Cass: Not willingly.
Frankie: What are you thinking?
Cass: I could put her on the stand. I could break her down, force her to talk about the rape.
Frankie: Against her will?
Cass: Kind of like being raped again, huh?
Frankie: It would be terrible, Cass.
Cass: Not nearly as terrible as letting her go to prison.
Frankie: I don't envy you, the decision you have to make, baby, I really don't.
Paulina: I pleaded with him, I begged Ken to tell you the truth.
Rachel: Why didn't you come to me?
Paulina: Because I was frightened.
Rachel: Ken threatened you?
Paulina: He told me that if I said anything to you, he was going to make sure that I lost you forever. I couldn't risk that; you all mean too much to me.
Rachel: So you went along with his scheme?
Paulina: You didn't hear the things he said. He was desperate to save his own skin.
Rachel: Did Ken take money from you?
Paulina: He was supposed to get half of my inheritance.
Rachel: Did you give it to him?
Paulina: I would have given it all to him, Rachel. I never cared about any money.
Rachel: Did you give Ken the money?
Paulina: The closer he got to you, the less he seemed to care about what I had.
Rachel: What does that mean? That means he was after me for my money, is that it?
Paulina: I'm sorry, Rachel.
Rachel: Well, is this it? Is everything out in the open now?
Paulina: The only good thing to come out of all of this is that I found you.
Rachel: I think I need some time, Paulina.
Paulina: In my heart, I know that I am Mac's daughter. It is the one thing that Ken didn't lie about.
Vicky: Hi. I knew you couldn't stay away from me.
Ryan: No flowers?
Vicky: Carlos cover for you?
Ryan: No, not exactly.
Vicky: No? How did you get away then?
Ryan: I was suspended.
Ryan: That's what that visit by Internal Affairs was all about.
Vicky: Oh, Ryan. I'm sorry.
Ryan: Don't worry about it.
Vicky: What do you mean, don't worry about it? You've taken so much heat because of me.
Ryan: Look, once Internal Affairs calms down, they're going to give me a slap on the wrist and they'll re-instate me.
Vicky: Not if the D.A. has anything to say about it.
Ryan: I didn't do anything illegal.
Vicky: I would feel so much better if you weren't on this case.
Ryan: That hasn't changed.
Vicky: Ryan, you were suspended.
Ryan: I'm going to have more time to work with Cass and be with you.
Vicky: Oh, you're going to be a very busy man. Do you remember our first date? Do you remember that failure?
Ryan: It was right there. The scene of the crime.
Vicky: I know, I thought you were going to throw me off the balcony, you jerk.
Ryan: No jury in the world would have convicted me.
Vicky: How did we survive?
Ryan: Because it was meant to be.
Vicky: Oh, it was?
Vicky: I don't think I deserve to be this happy.
Ryan: Sure you do.
Vicky: I don't.
Vicky: Ryan, we both tried. My sister could go to prison.
Ryan: Look, everything is going to be all right. And then, we'll be together.
Vicky: I can't wait.
Ryan: But first, you have to give me the chance to court you.
Vicky: What's that? I'm kidding. Really, you're going to?
Ryan: Uh-huh. And then, when the time is right, I am going to make love to you like you've never been made love to before.
Frankie: There's nothing on this so far.
Cass: The only thing we're getting out of this is a bad case of eye strain.
Frankie: Look, baby, why don't you go home, prepare your case for tomorrow, and I'll handle this.
Cass: I can't think about this case tonight. I can't. We're working too hard.
Frankie: Would you just relax?
Cass: What kind of marriage is this?
Frankie: As soon as you get Marley acquitted, you and I will take a vacation together. We'll lie on a nice, hot, sandy beach, just the two of us.
Cass: I can't wait.
Frankie: Your break is coming. I can feel it.
Cass: I hope you're right.
Frankie: I am right. Now, beat it. We both have a lot of work to do.
Cass: Call me if you find anything, huh?
Frankie: Will do. And now we return to the case of "Jake McKinnon and the vanishing visitor."
Whoa! Back up, back up, back up. I think that face is familiar.
Frankie: This can't be.
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