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Another World Transcript Wednesday 1/3/07

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(Missed the first 20 minutes)

Ryan: [Using Southern accent] No, I just want you to know what a pleasure it is to work with someone who is so cooperative. Someone -- someone who's so generous with their time.

Frankie: Hey, don't go overboard, ok?

Ryan: No, I understand what a risk it is that you're taking. And I just want you to know how much I appreciate the fact that you're bending the rules on me here. Oh, well, that's -- that's wonderful. You're gonna -- you're gonna be able to get the file on my sister.

Frankie: [Whispers] She's gonna send it?

Ryan: So, uh -- so you are gonna be able to send me that file? Oh, that's -- Ben. Ben McKinnon. Oh, well, no. Well, no, I -- I've actually never been up that way. Never been to Juneau. Oh, well, that is a wonderful idea for my next vacation. Mm-hmm. Listen, I'm just going to turn on my -- my machine here. If you could just send me that -- oh, that -- well, that is fantastic. Yes, thank you. Thank you very much, too. Yeah, bye-bye.

Frankie: [Normal voice] You're incredible.

Ryan: [Normal voice] I know.

Frankie: You're amazing.

Ryan: I know.

Frankie: And I am so clever. I knew it was a good idea to ask you for help. Do you have any idea how much faster this is moving than if I had tried to do it alone?

Ryan: Listen, we may not have anything yet.

Frankie: Oh, we have to have something, Ryan.

Ryan: Yeah, but it may not be what we need to --

[Fax machine beeps]

Frankie: Look. It's coming through.

Ryan: Boy, that was fast.

Frankie: I know we are going to come up with something, Ryan. I know we are going to find out how Kathleen could have survived that plane crash.

Ryan: Well, do you think it will explain why she wants Cass to think that she's dead?

Frankie: That I don't know.

Ryan: Let's just take things one step at a time, ok?

Frankie: Huh, one step at a time.

[Fax machine beeps]

Frankie: There's a part of me that doesn't want to go through with this at all.

Ryan: Yeah, I know.

Frankie: Dealing with Kathleen's ghost, with -- with Cass' memories of her, that's one thing. Cass and I are so happy, and this... so, what do we have? What does the autopsy report say?

Paulina: I wish I could say good-bye to you, Iris.

Iris: Abracadabra, you're about to get your wish.

Paulina: Sorry.

Iris: How long are you going to harass this family?

Paulina: Rachel believes in me. I still am a member of this --

Iris: You're still a liar and a fool.

Paulina: Which means that you and I are stuck with each other, much as the very thought makes me sick.

Iris: On the contrary, dear. I think you're going to enjoy good health for some time.

Paulina: What are you talking about?

Iris: Guess I'll just have to find someone else to kick around.

Paulina: Are you gonna tell me what you're getting at?

Iris: Oh, come off it, Paulina. How long do you think Rachel is going to let you stay here?

Paulina: Rachel knows that Ken lied to me, too. There's no problem.

Iris: Do you think Rachel is a complete idiot? Do you think that when she's over this shock of what Ken did to her, she's going to believe your moronic little story? She's going to be on to you so fast, you're not going to know what hit you.

Paulina: We already talked about it.

Iris: She's in shock. When she recovers, she will start to ask the same sort of questions that I've been asking. Only this time, you won't have Ken to protect you. You will be out on the street where you belong.

Paulina: I belong right here, in my father's house.

Iris: And if she doesn't come to that realization on her own, you can be sure I'll be right there to let her see the light.

Paulina: Yeah, I bet you would be. You're even worse than I thought.

Iris: It's over, honey. So that other little scheme of yours was all pointless.

Paulina: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Iris: Oh, yes, you do. I'm talking about Jake McKinnon. And I'm sure you know why.

Hilda: Oh, you are here.

Paulina: Do you want something, Hilda?

Hilda: Mrs. Cory is looking for you. I'll send her right down.

Donna: [Whispering] Oh, darling. Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

Jimmy: Mrs. McKinnon?

Donna: I had no idea.

Marley: I know.

Ralph: All rise.

Judge Woods: You may be seated.

Judge Woods: Mrs. McKinnon, I remind you you're under oath.

Marley: I know.

Judge Woods: The prosecution may proceed with its cross-examination.

Morgan: Thank you, your honor. Ms. McKinnon, I know this has been a terribly trying day for you. Do you feel strong enough to continue?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: Now then, before the recess, you told this court that Jake McKinnon raped you, in light of the shooting. Is that correct?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: Tell me, Ms. McKinnon, do you know the penalty for perjury in this state?

Cass: Your honor, I most strenuously object.

Morgan: Your honor, this question is absolutely proper. Defense has presented an entirely new scenario for what happened the night that the victim was shot. It is up to me to disprove this incredible tale, and show this courtroom that Marley McKinnon is nothing more than a liar.

Cass: Your honor, this is totally improper. I object.

[Knock at door]

Iris: Well, the shop was closed.

Ken: Yes, that's one of the perks of being in business for yourself. You can close down whenever you don't want to see anybody.

Iris: I'm sure you don't mean me.

Ken: As a matter of fact, I was thinking of you, Iris, just the other day.

Iris: Were you really?

Ken: Yeah, somebody offered me a deal on a set of poison darts, capable of inflicting a painful death within 30 seconds.

Iris: And you thought of me? How flattering.

Ken: Well, unfortunately, it didn't come with a blow pipe, so there was no way to launch them. I had to turn the deal down, so you're out of luck.

Iris: Hey.

Ken: I'll see you around.

Iris: I'm not leaving.

Ken: You know, I'm always too busy to talk to you.

Iris: I just came from Rachel's.

Ken: Oh.

Iris: You know, you and I should work together, Ken. We've got a lot of interests in common.

Ken: Iris, when you say things like that, it makes my blood run cold.

Iris: Don't you want to know what she was doing?

Ken: All right, I'll bite. What was she doing?

Iris: She was packing your wedding presents to return. You know, she really is very upset. She's the most distressed I've ever seen her since Daddy died.

Ken: Why are you telling me this?

Iris: Just thought you would like to know.

Ken: That Rachel's upset? Who the hell isn't?

Iris: Well, personally, I think it's a big mistake.

Ken: A lot of mistakes have been made. Now there's no unmaking them.

Iris: Well, I just thought I would let you know.

Ken: The kids are with her? They're taking care of her?

Iris: They're busy with their own lives.

Ken: But Ada's there, though?

Iris: Well, she's -- she's running the restaurant.

Ken: So, Rachel's alone.

Iris: Yeah, she's devastated. She's also very confused.

Ken: How do you mean?

Iris: Well, she doesn't know what she's doing.

Ken: She knew what she was doing when she broke off with me.

Iris: That was then. I think she's had a -- she's had a chance to think about it now.

Ken: What are you saying, Iris?

Iris: I'm saying that I can help you get Rachel back.

Ryan: There was no autopsy.

Frankie: Why?

Ryan: Because there was no body.

Frankie: Let me see that.

Ryan: According to this file, the --

Frankie: "No autopsy was done."

Ryan: "Kathleen McKinnon-Winthrop died in an airplane crash."

Frankie: "Her body burnt beyond all recognition."

Ryan: "Positive identification was made from personal effects, a purse and ring that were not completely destroyed."

Frankie: Oh, Cass, what you must have gone through.

Ryan: Yeah.

Frankie: But surely some sort of confirmation could have been done from an actual autopsy, from her dental records, something.

Ryan: Apparently not from this.

Frankie: I don't get it. I just don't get it.

Ryan: Listen, the airplane crash occurred deep in the wilderness. The nearest hospital was probably hundreds of miles away.

Frankie: So what?

Ryan: So I can understand why they didn't make a positive I.D. on her, or go out of their way to get one. Because -- we're actually lucky that it's this complete.

Frankie: T. Cunningham.

Ryan: Who?

Frankie: It's the guy that filed this lousy report.

Ryan: What are you doing?

Frankie: I am going to talk to T. Cunningham, and see if he can remember anything a little more specific. In fact, I may even go to Alaska.

Ryan: Well, that's a long way.

Frankie: Yeah, well, it's always best to look someone in the eye when you want something from them. Of course, I am going to have to come up with some excuse to give Cass.

Ryan: You mean you're not gonna tell Cass about all this?

Frankie: Well, this is painful stuff, Ryan. Cass has had a lot on his mind. We're not positive that Kathleen's alive.

Ryan: Frankie, the trial could end today or tomorrow. And Cass is gonna need to know. After all, after what we've talked about it.

Frankie: Is his wife?

Ryan: Yeah.

Frankie: Don't you think I know that, Ryan? That's why I can't tell him.

Ryan: Why not, Frankie?

Ryan: Frankie, what are you afraid of?

Frankie: I couldn't take it, Ryan. I just couldn't take it. Even the thought that I could lose Cass, I couldn't take it.

Cass: What Ms. Graves said is inflammatory and totally unfounded, your honor. If she has questions about --

Morgan: Oh, I have a lot of questions.

Cass: Then ask them. Stop making these outrageous statements.

Morgan: I suggest that you find basis for your objections, and stop trying to obscure the facts.

Judge Woods: I suggest this isn't the time to engage in polemics. Sit down, Mr. Winthrop.

Cass: But, your honor, I can't let --

Judge Woods: I won't say it twice, counselor. Ask your questions, Ms. Graves.

Morgan: Thank you. Ms. McKinnon, I ask you to think back to the night of the shooting, after your visit to the loft, where you claimed to have been so savagely attacked.

Cass: Objection.

Judge Woods: Overruled, but watch the editorializing, counselor.

Morgan: What did you do after the stated attack?

Marley: Do?

Morgan: Yes, where did you go?

Marley: I -- I went to my car and drove.

Morgan: Where?

Marley: No -- no place in particular.

Morgan: You just drove around?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: Did you call the police and report that you had been raped?

Marley: No.

Morgan: Did you go to a hospital and have yourself examined?

Cass: Objection, your honor, Mrs. McKinnon has already answered the question. She just drove around.

Judge Woods: Overruled. Answer the questions, Mrs. McKinnon. Did you go to a hospital?

Marley: No.

Judge Woods: Proceed.

Morgan: Did you call your sister, and tell her that you had been raped?

Marley: No.

Morgan: Your parents?

Marley: No.

Morgan: Anybody, did you tell anybody?

Marley: No.

Morgan: Did you ever go to a health care professional, or a counselor, to address the damage of this rape?

Marley: No.

Morgan: No.

Marley: At least, not right away.

Morgan: I'm sorry, I didn't hear that.

Marley: About a month after the rape, I thought I was pregnant, so I did go to the hospital and get a pregnancy test.

Morgan: And were you pregnant?

Marley: No.

Morgan: So you were tested a month after the rape?

Marley: I said a little more than a month.

Morgan: Then you only went to the hospital after you had been charged with attempted murder.

Marley: One thing had nothing to do with the other.

Morgan: Isn't it a fact, Ms. McKinnon, isn't it a fact that there is not one piece of corroborating evidence that this, this rape even took place?

Marley: No, that is not a fact. You have my word.

Morgan: Yes, but your word changes with alarming frequency, my dear. Tell me, Ms. McKinnon, do you recall speaking with Detective Harrison the day after the shooting?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: At the hospital, I believe?

Marley: I -- I spoke to him.

Morgan: You gave him a statement, is that correct?

Marley: I -- I -- I guess so.

Morgan: You signed it, Ms. McKinnon.

Marley: I don't know what you want me to say.

Morgan: I want you to remember what you told Detective Harrison about your visit to the loft.

Marley: I'm not sure I can.

Morgan: Oh, come on now, Ms. McKinnon. It wasn't all that long ago, and I find it hard to believe that you can't recall such a vivid event.

Cass: Objection, badgering the witness.

Morgan: I'm merely asking her to jog her memory.

Judge Woods: Objection overruled. Go on, Ms. Graves.

Morgan: Why don't I give you your statement, and you can read to us what you told the detective. This section right here, would you read that, please?

Marley: "I saw Jake at the loft, told him I didn't want to marry him, gave him back his ring, and left."

Morgan: That's it? That's what you told Detective Harrison?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: You didn't say anything about the rape. In a sworn statement, you made absolutely no mention of what has to be the most traumatic experience a woman can endure.

Marley: I -- I did not tell him.

Morgan: Until the day you were arrested, you never even talked about a fight, or a struggle, or anything physical. All you said was that you went to the loft, you gave Jake back his ring, and you left. Isn't that right?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: And then after the arrest, all you said was that Jake tried to rape you. "Tried," isn't that correct?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: How do you account for the fact that Jake's attack on you has grown proportionately more vicious the closer you get to facing prison?

Cass: Objection.

Judge Woods: Sustained.

Morgan: I'll rephrase, your honor. Ms. McKinnon, isn't it a fact that your claim that Jake raped you -- a claim substantiated by no other evidence, physical or otherwise. Isn't it a fact that your claim is nothing more than a desperate attempt to avoid the consequences of your own acts?

Cass: Objection.

Judge Woods: Sustained. No more leading questions, Ms. Graves.

Morgan: Withdraw the question.

Judge Woods: You know better, counselor. If you can't conduct a proper cross-examination, then we'll just call an end to it.

Morgan: I apologize, your honor.

Judge Woods: The jury is instructed to ignore the prosecution's last two attempts at questions, which will also be struck from the record.

Ken: You can help me get Rachel back? In exchange for what, as if I didn't know.

Iris: Paulina. Paulina has to go.

Ken: Forget it.

Iris: Oh, for heaven's sake, Ken. She came here under false pretenses. You invented her.

Ken: Whatever I did, it doesn't deny the fact that she could be Mac's daughter.

Iris: "Could be" is not good enough.

Ken: From what I know, I would say she probably is.

Iris: Daddy did not sire that woman. I don't know why you're sticking up for you -- for her. She's been trashing you all over town.

Ken: I know.

Iris: You know? And you don't care?

Ken: What difference does it make? I've already lost what's most important to me.

Iris: But that's what I'm offering you -- a trade. You get Paulina out of the Cory house, and I help you get Rachel back.

Ken: I don't think Rachel wants that, not now.

Iris: Let me worry about what Rachel wants.

Ken: I'm having a little trouble buying this, Iris.

Iris: Look, I've seen you together. I think it's the real thing. I -- I know the difference between -- between that and a relationship that's going nowhere.

Ken: Like yours and Lucas'?

Iris: I knew Lucas was bad. I knew we had problems, I could see the signs. But when it was good, it was so good. Anyway, it's over now, and you and Rachel aren't.

Ken: Iris, no. Whatever it is you're thinking, it would be a cheat.

Iris: And you're worried about that? Isn't the whole reason you're here because of a cheat, a scam to get what you wanted? Well, I can help you get what you want. "The most important thing in your life," isn't that what you said? I can make it happen. Now, are we gonna play the game?

Ken: Kill Paulina's dream? Take away what's rightfully hers?

Iris: It's your choice.

Iris: Think about it. Think what's at stake.

Iris: I'll be in touch.

Ryan: Come on, Frankie, Cass is crazy about you.

Frankie: I know that.

Ryan: So how could you even think that you could lose him?

Frankie: Cass only fell in love with me because he believed Kathleen is dead.

Ryan: But he did fall in love with you, didn't he?

Frankie: Ever since I got involved with Cass, hardly a day has gone by that I didn't know he was thinking about her, that I haven't felt her presence in our lives.

Ryan: That's all over now. He loves you now. I mean, he married you, for God's sake.

Frankie: Only because she's gone.

Ryan: Oh, Frankie.

Frankie: He loved her so much, Ryan. He still does. And -- and if she's alive...

Ryan: If that's true, then how come she hasn't tried to get in touch with him?

Frankie: Oh, I wish I knew.

Ryan: Because she doesn't want to be involved in his life anymore.

Frankie: And if that's true, it's the biggest mystery of all.

Ryan: What's that?

Frankie: From the way Cass and Felicia talked, she loved him as much as he loves her, probably even more. So if she is the woman in that video, if she is alive, why is she keeping it all a secret?

Man: It's time, Kathleen.

Kathleen: Not yet.

Man: We got to leave town.

Kathleen: I'm not leaving yet. There's still something that I have to do.

Morgan: Ms. McKinnon, I'd like to return to the night of the shooting.

Michael: She's turning the jury against Marley. [Whispers] Donna, I can feel it.

Donna: I'm not sure how much more of this she can take.

Morgan: Before you went to see Jake, what was your state of mind towards the victim?

Marley: I'm not sure I know what you mean.

Morgan: How did you feel about Jake?

Marley: I was disappointed.

Morgan: Disappointed? Come on now, I'm sure that we can find a more appropriate word for it.

Cass: The question has been answered, your honor.

Judge Woods: Move on, Ms. Graves.

Morgan: You were planning on breaking off an engagement?

Marley: I already told you that.

Morgan: I want us all to be absolutely sure what your reasons were for that.

Marley: He lied about a lot of things.

Morgan: What things?

Marley: I thought that he was being unfaithful to me.

Morgan: You thought?

Marley: He was being unfaithful.

Morgan: Well, there was a lot more to it than that, wasn't there?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: You weren't in love with Jake anymore, were you?

Marley: No.

Morgan: Were you in love with someone else?

Cass: I have to object to this line of questioning, your honor.

Morgan: Surely I am allowed to establish the defendant's frame of mind here.

Judge Woods: Overruled. You will answer the question, Mrs. McKinnon.

Marley: I was beginning to have feelings for someone else, yes.

Morgan: And that someone else was, and is, Dr. Jamie Frame, isn't that right?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: You wanted to be with Dr. Frame, isn't that right?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: But Jake wouldn't accept this.

Marley: No.

Morgan: He was going to stand in your way forever. He was going to keep you from your lover forever.

Marley: Jamie is not my lover.

Morgan: I don't want to argue semantics with you, Ms. McKinnon. Now, you wanted to be with Jamie. You wanted to be together, isn't that right?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: And Jake wanted to keep you apart?

Marley: Yes.

Morgan: Is that what you thought about?

Marley: No.

Morgan: But you couldn't stand the thought of being kept apart from Jamie Frame, could you? And so you took that gun that Jake kept in his loft, and you shot him, didn't you?

Paulina: Rachel.

Rachel: I came looking for you down here. Hilda said you were...

Paulina: Here. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you. I won't -- I'm sorry for everything.

Rachel: I don't think I understand what's going on.

Paulina: I'm leaving here.

Marley: No, I did not shoot Jake.

Morgan: I know this is hard on you.

Marley: I wouldn't do something like that.

Morgan: God knows in that moment that you probably thought you had a reason for doing what you did --

Marley: I didn't do anything --

Morgan: But we need the truth.

Marley: I have told the truth.

Morgan: We know that you went to see Jake that night. We know that he would have never set you free. By your own admission, there was a struggle, and a neighbor --

Marley: Stop it!

Morgan: Saw you leaving that loft later than you claimed to have left.

Marley: Please, just stop this. You have to stop this, please.

Morgan: For God's sake, Marley, admit it. Tell this courtroom what really happened. You shot Jake McKinnon, didn't you?

Donna: No, no, no.

Morgan: Mrs. Hudson, please --

Donna: My daughter didn't shoot Jake. I did.

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