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Another World Transcript Tuesday 1/9/07

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Vicky: She's not here.

Jamie: I know that. Have you heard from her?

Vicky: Not yet.

Jamie: Do you know where she is?

Vicky: Jamie, this isn't a good time.

Jamie: Why not? Where's Steven?

Vicky: He's at play group with Bridget.

Jamie: Then what's the problem, Vicky? You know Marley won't see anyone.

Vicky: Yeah, I know.

Jamie: This isn't right. I know she thinks she needs some time alone, so I gave it to her. But after what happened yesterday --

Vicky: Yesterday was tough on everyone, all right?

Jamie: For you, you mean.

Vicky: Don't start.

Jamie: Vicky, I know it was hard to hear what Donna did.

Vicky: But I shouldn't have any feelings about it, is that it?

No, you came here for some information.

Jamie: And I'm not going to get it, am I?

Vicky: She likes to be alone. That's the way she deals with things. She's not going to change it just for you.

Jamie: Vicky, she needs me.

Vicky: That's my problem?

Jamie: No wonder Marley thinks she has to handle everything by herself. You listen to me. This time, we're doing things my way.

Paulina: This place may be a dump, but it's my dump and I want you out of here.

Iris: Oh, I've got no intention of staying. I just wanted to tell you once again that the jig is up.

Paulina: Iris, no matter what you think, I still am Mac's daughter.

Iris: You're nothing but a gold-digging little fraud. Now get out. Pack your bags and crawl back under your rock.

Paulina: You don't get it, do you? I'm not going anywhere.

Iris: I'm not fooling around anymore. Now, you get out of our lives. Otherwise, you're going to face criminal charges.

Paulina: Rachel believes in me. I know she does.

Iris: Is that why she's already met with Cass?

Paulina: What?

Iris: Oh, yes. They've had a long chat about how to cut you off without a penny.

Kathleen: Frankie Frame wants to find out what happened to me?

Joe: Apparently she called the station house in Alaska a couple times in the last few days. We're lucky Tom told her he didn't know any more than was on the computer.

Kathleen: Let's hope that stops her.

Joe: We can't count on that. She is looking for something.

Kathleen: It couldn't be me.

Joe: Then why is she looking for an autopsy report that doesn't exist?

Frankie: You can't remember the hotel that Kathleen loved in Chicago?

Cass: Honey, it was a while ago.

Frankie: Cass, if you don't want me to stay there, I understand.

Cass: That's not it.

Frankie: You really can't remember?

Cass: I mean, I know why you're asking.

Frankie: I told you, I'm going to Chicago on business, and I wanted to find some place nice and quiet.

Cass: Stop it, Frankie. This is too important.

Frankie: What is?

Cass: Come on, Frankie. Why don't you just be honest?

Vicky: What do you think you can do?

Jamie: I can stop her from taking the blame for this whole mess. Knowing Marley, she's probably convinced herself she's responsible for what Donna did.

Vicky: Oh, I don't think so, not this time.

Jamie: I could just talk to her. She must've left a number with you.

Vicky: No, she didn't.

Jamie: Why not?

Vicky: Because she's not talking to me.

Jamie: Can you blame her, Vicky?

Vicky: What is that supposed to mean?

Jamie: Vicky, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Vicky: So, she told you. She thinks my mother and I both stabbed her in the back, right?

Jamie: That's exactly what she thinks.

Vicky: I knew about Jake and Donna, but I had to keep it from her.

Jamie: Why? Why didn't you just tell her?

Vicky: Because I promised not to.

Jamie: You promised who? Jake?

Vicky: Oh, God, don't be stupid.

Jamie: Did you know about this before Marley came back to Bay City?

Vicky: Yes, I found out when the two of you were in Nice.

Jamie: You knew she was thinking about marrying Jake, and you didn't tell her about this?

Vicky: I wasn't going to let her marry Jake!

Jamie: Well, you let her get engaged to a man who slept with her mother!

Vicky: All right, I made a mistake. I'm not proud of myself for it.

Jamie: What the hell were you thinking about?

Vicky: I was thinking about my father and my sister. I didn't think it was my responsibility to tell her. I kept begging Donna to do it --

Jamie: But she didn't, and that didn't work, did it? So now, Donna is on her way to prison. Marley was raped, she was arrested.

Vicky: This is not my fault.

Jamie: Then whose fault is it?! Marley wouldn't have looked twice at Jake if she knew that he had slept with Donna!

Vicky: You know, I hope someday that you have a situation like this in your family. You certainly seem to have all the answers for it.

Jamie: I would have told her.

Vicky: Good for you.

Jamie: I can't believe this.

Vicky: Yeah, please join the club.

Jamie: You knew about this, and you still tried to keep Marley away from me. That's the real reason you did it. You didn't tell her, right?

Vicky: Because of you?

Jamie: Because you were so jealous. You let her feel obligated to a guy like Jake.

Vicky: Ja --

Jamie: You wouldn't let her have a life with me!

Vicky: I got over that.

Jamie: Yeah, well, too late, Vicky! Too late!

Vicky: I tried to make it up to her, Jamie! Didn't I stand in that courtroom and pretend to be her?!

Jamie: Because you were feeling so guilty?

Vicky: No, because I love her, and I saw how much she had been torn up by everyone.

Jamie: No, no, no, not everyone, Vicky. You and Donna. Your lies poisoned everything.

Vicky: My mother slept with Jake. Do you know what it's like to live with something like that? Do you think I wanted Marley to live with that?

Jamie: You and Donna deserve each other. No wonder Marley won't see anyone. How could she after this?

Vicky: You're all heart, Jamie.

Jamie: Good-bye, Vicky.

Vicky: I'll tell your son you dropped by.

Ryan: Vicky, what --

Vicky: I've done it again. I've ruined everything.

Ryan: No, you haven't. Not everything.

Frankie: This is hard, Cass. We haven't had a chance to talk.

Cass: And it's all my fault. Marley's case has taken up all of my time.

Frankie: You say you know what I'm working on and you --

Cass: Oh, I do. You little devil, you're trying to spirit me away to some romantic hotel in Chicago, aren't you? Valentine's Day is coming up. Isn't that it?

Frankie: Yes, yes, yes, you have me all figured out, don't you?

Cass: But I just can't go yet.

Frankie: It's ok.

Cass: You see, Stacey is representing Donna and I just -- I want to be able to help her if I can. I want to stick around, at least for a little while.

Frankie: I understand.

Cass: But things will get better for us soon. I promise. And, Frankie, I want you to know that I notice and really appreciate the fact that no matter how busy you've been, there's always orange juice and milk in the refrigerator and English muffins and coffee --

Frankie: What are you talking about?

Cass: You've been doing everything. I know that.

Frankie: Cass, I don't do so much, I --

Cass: You even tried to find the mystery woman that was visiting Jake. You're the best, Frankie.

Frankie: Cass --

Cass: No, Frankie, you are the best, and I'm going to make it up to you just as soon as I can. I promise you that. I'll be the one arranging the tryst in a romantic hotel.

Frankie: Cass, about that --

Cass: And it doesn't have to be a hotel that Kathleen liked. That's about something that's ended. What we have is very much alive.

Frankie: I understand, ok. And I have to get to work right now.

Cass: Why?

Frankie: It's this case, I want to wrap it up.

Cass: It can't wait?

Frankie: No, it can't. I have to do this.

Cass: Ok.

Frankie: Ok?

Cass: Yeah.

Frankie: I'll finish it up, and I'll tell you all about it, ok?

Cass: Ok. Why don't I go to the office and get out of your way?

Frankie: Oh.

Cass: Don't work too hard, all right?

Frankie: Do you want me to finish this up or what?

Cass: I'll tell you what.

Frankie: What?

Cass: We'll both finish up what we have to do, and then the two of us will have a date for a second honeymoon.

Frankie: I love you.

Cass: I love you, too.

Frankie: Pasham, hi, it's Fr -- you know who this is? You recognized my voice, of course you did. Look, Pasham, I need to know the name of the best psychic you know for communication with the other side. Garth. Does he do emergencies? Because I need to know if somebody everybody thinks is dead is really alive.

Kathleen: Don't get nervous, Joe. It's just a coincidence.

Joe: Suppose somebody saw you visiting your cousin?

Kathleen: I have been so careful. My own mother wouldn't even recognize me.

Joe: She's had amnesia for 20 years.

Kathleen: That is beside the point. You saw my disguise. I was totally incognito.

Joe: Then why is this chick looking for that autopsy report? Apparently she thinks your body still may have a little warmth to it.

Kathleen: Cass believes that I am dead, why wouldn't Frankie?

Joe: You tell me.

Kathleen: Maybe she just wants to make sure.

Joe: Why?

Kathleen: Can we just drop this? Joe, we are perfectly safe here. This Frankie chick will never find me here.

Joe: I don't feel safe anywhere near Bay City.

Kathleen: This happens to be Chicago. People get lost very easily in big cities.

Joe: You're staying in a very small hotel. I should have never let you talk me into coming here.

Kathleen: You made that perfectly clear. But Jake is my cousin, ok? And he's lying half-dead in a hospital. People who are supposed to be his friends are trying to sell off everything that he owns.

Joe: All right, all right, we're here, aren't we? I just hope it's worth the risk that we're both taking.

Kathleen: It is to me. And I'm grateful for your help.

Joe: It's just kind of weird, isn't it? I mean, having your old husband's new wife asking questions about you --

Kathleen: I thought we were going to change the subject.

Joe: Ok, ok, fine. It's just that it's starting to feel to me like you might be even more interested in other things around Bay City than your cousin.

Kathleen: You're wrong. You're wrong.

Paulina: I told you before, I don't care about the money.

Iris: And I told you, I don't believe you for a second.

Paulina: Knowing that Mac Cory is my father is enough for me.

Iris: Don't you say that. Don't you dare call him that.

Paulina: Well, I don't think he'd approve of the way you've been treating me.

Iris: He'd be the first person to throw a little liar like you out.

Paulina: Well, I'm here to stay, so get used to it.

Iris: I was hoping the criminal justice system would handle it, but Donna fixed it for you, didn't she?

Paulina: What, you thought that I shot Jake?

Iris: You were my first candidate, yes.

Paulina: Well, that's very funny, because I thought you did it.

Iris: Me?

Paulina: I know, Iris. I know how much you hated Jake.

Iris: Well, nobody hated Jake the way Donna did. Her confession -- well, her confession saved your backside, didn't it?

Paulina: I thought you were in a rush. What's keeping you?

Iris: You and Ken didn't con your way into my father's house just for a place on the family tree.

Paulina: What's this about Ken and me?

Iris: Don't pretend to be so innocent. Don't pretend you don't know.

Paulina: Ken told me who I was. There was never any plot between us.

Iris: Save the innocent bit for Rachel. But you'd really infuriate her this time.

Paulina: Now I get it. You're trying to find something out. That's why you're here.

Iris: I know all I need to know.

Paulina: Do you? Then why don't you tell me exactly what Rachel said to you?

Amanda: I just don't understand.

Ada: Me either. I thought Paulina liked it here now that the trial is over.

Rachel: She needed to think.

Amanda: About what?

Ada: Where's she staying anyway?

Rachel: At the Commodore.

Amanda: What?

Ada: That place is a dump. Cockroaches don't even stay at the Commodore.

Rachel: Mom.

Ada: Well, why did Paulina go there?

Amanda: It's not like she doesn't have money.

Rachel: I don't know, guys. She didn't discuss it with me.

Ada: Well, it just doesn't make sense to me.

Rachel: Well, sometimes we all have to get away and sort things out.

Amanda: Well, Mom, we've all done that, but we don't end up in the Commodore Hotel. That place has just gone downhill -- the whole neighborhood has.

Ada: It went downhill 20 years ago; now it's just plain bad.

Amanda: Maybe she's punishing herself.

Rachel: Why do you say that?

Amanda: I don't know, it was just a hunch. Why? What do you think?

Rachel: I think we have to wait until she explains it to us.

Ada: Maybe she wants us to go get her.

Rachel: She's made her choice. I think we just have to respect it, ok?

Ada: Do you think her feelings were hurt when Jenna moved in?

Rachel: I don't think it has anything to do with Jenna. Trust me on this.

Amanda: There's something you're not telling us.

Rachel: I don't care to talk about it anymore, all right?

Amanda: Ok. When you're ready, I hope that you talk to me. I've become a much better listener since Sam and I broke up.

Jamie: Amanda. Hi, I need your help.

Ada: Hi, Jamie.

Jamie: I need to see Marley.

Rachel: She's still not taking your calls?

Jamie: No, she told everyone she wants to be left alone, but I finally found out where she is.

Amanda: What can I do?

Jamie: Amanda, I think it would help her if she talked to another woman.

Amanda: Jamie, she hardly knows me.

Jamie: Now, come on, the two of you have talked before.

Amanda: Well, maybe but once, but --

Jamie: Amanda, please, she's devastated. You know what happened yesterday. She can't talk to any of her family and she won't talk to me.

Ada: Sounds like she wants to be by herself.

Jamie: That's what she says, Grandma, but I can't believe what she says right now. Donna and Vicky have hurt her so much. I'm afraid of what she might do.

Ryan: So, she just took off?

Vicky: She was gone when I got back.

Ryan: Well, where'd she go?

Vicky: She's staying at a suite in one of the buildings that my father owns.

Ryan: Did you talk to her?

Vicky: She can't stand me.

Ryan: You two were so close that you were almost the same person. And you were the same person for a little while.

Vicky: It doesn't matter. I try to do things right, I still do them wrong. I'm such a jerk.

Ryan: Your whole family was hanging in the balance. I mean, how could you make the right decision?

Vicky: You know, that's me. She thought I shot him. Which is why I didn't say anything.

Ryan: She thought that you did it?

Vicky: Yeah, and I thought that she did it.

Ryan: You -- you thought your sister was guilty?

Vicky: Didn't you? Don't tell me you think I did it!

Ryan: I -- I wasn't sure.

Vicky: You don't pull any punches, do you?

Ryan: I was praying that it wasn't so. Look it -- but it doesn't change how I feel about you. Neither does this.

Vicky: Everybody else hates me. Why should you be the exception?

Ryan: First of all, not everyone hates you and I think Jamie's a real jerk for trying to make you feel that way. Second of all, not only don't I hate you... but I love you.

Vicky: Oh, please don't be nice to me. I hate when people are nice to me when I hate myself.

Ryan: Don't go that route again, Vicky. I can help you, if you just listen to me.

Cass: Ken.

Ken: I appreciate you seeing me, Cass.

Cass: Let's just make it as brief as possible, shall we?

Ken: Fine, I didn't come here to play games.

Cass: I'm going to make something real clear to you. Rachel is my friend, and I hate what you've done to her.

Ken: I'm not going to justify myself.

Cass: And I want you to know that I'm going to regard everything you say with a major dose of skepticism.

Ken: I guess I deserve that.

Cass: Oh, yeah. I guess you do, too. This isn't our first conversation. We've had a few others. The ones where you asked me all kinds of questions about Mac's will and I told you how vulnerable Rachel was.

Ken: I never wanted any of this to happen.

Cass: You mean you hoped that no one would ever find out the truth.

Ken: I was the one who told her the truth.

Cass: Yes, finally. I also think I should tell you that I'm doing everything in my power to convince Rachel to press charges against you for fraud.

Ken: There was no fraud intended. No fraud occurred.

Cass: Unless you count Paulina getting a hunk of Mac's estate.

Ken: I believe she deserves that.

Cass: What about the cash that she's supposed to give you? Do you believe you deserve that, too?

Ken: That was supposed to be a kind of finder's fee. I told her to forget it.

Cass: Very generous of you, not to mention convenient.

Ken: Look, Paulina is one thing, Rachel is another. She's the first woman I've loved in a long, long time.

Cass: You have a very strange way of showing it.

Ken: She doesn't believe me either, not now. But it's the truth. I'd give anything to be able to start over again with her.

Cass: Somehow, I don't think that's going to be possible.

Ken: I know it isn't.

Cass: You should just be grateful that you're not doing a stretch behind bars.

Ken: I've been in prison. This is worse. At least then I knew I was innocent. These days I'm having a very hard time living with myself.

Cass: Why are you here?

Ken: There are some things I wanted to tell you.

Cass: Because I'm Rachel's attorney?

Ken: That's right.

Cass: She came to see me, did you know that? She wants to know what to do about Paulina. How do you think I should advise her?

Ken: As far as I'm concerned, Paulina is Mac's child by Maria Hernandez DeSilva. A woman we both loved.

Iris: You want details? Rachel said that you and Ken were in cahoots.

Paulina: She didn't tell you anything.

Iris: She also said Ken brought you here to pawn you off as a Cory.

Paulina: Which is what I am. Look, I care about Rachel, and I know how much it hurts her to find out the truth about Ken.

Iris: Ken? What about you?

Paulina: She's always been very generous and understanding since I met her.

Iris: And of course you're counting on her to continue that. Well, forget it. You don't know Rachel.

Paulina: Yes, I do.

Iris: No, you don't. She may seem like the lady of the manor, but she was dragged up from nothing.

Paulina: She told me that.

Iris: And did she also tell you what she does to people who cross her? She doesn't get angry, she gets even.

Paulina: Come on, Iris, you hate Rachel. You always have, because you had to share your father with her. You hate me for the same reason.

Iris: Oh, no. No, with you, it's -- it's different.

Paulina: All right, that's enough. Just get the hell out, will you? Leave.

Iris: You're finished, it's over.

Paulina: Well, we'll just leave that to Rachel.

Iris: Yes, I don't suppose you can do any more to Rachel than you've already done.

Paulina: It wasn't my fault.

Iris: Don't try and dump it on poor old Ken! Rachel won't buy it. And I don't think she'll buy this flimsy attempt of yours to make her feel sorry for you either!

Paulina: You don't know what you're talking about.

Iris: Stay here. Wait and see. Better still, why don't you get out before it's too late?

Ryan: So, you made a bad decision, so what?

Vicky: So what?

Ryan: Yeah, you heard me.

Vicky: If I hadn't done what my mother wanted, Marley wouldn't have been raped, my mother probably wouldn't have shot Jake --

Ryan: And then she would have lost Marley and your father, and then you'd be blaming yourself for that, too.

Vicky: My mother slept with Jake, and she thought she could get away with it.

Ryan: That's right.

Vicky: And you know what?

Ryan: What?

Vicky: I thought she could, too.

Ryan: Vicky --

Vicky: From the moment I found out that Donna was my mother, she told me that I was the one who was like her, and I hated that. I saw what a hypocrite she was, and I didn't want to be like that. So, I told myself that it wasn't true. I said that I would never shaft my family the way that she did, and now look what's happened.

Ryan: You are nothing like your mother.

Vicky: I am her mirror image. I'm everything I said I hated. I keep secrets, I lie, I don't know how to love --

Ryan: That is not true.

Vicky: It is true. You don't see it, but you will sometime, and then you will hate me, too.

[Knock at the door]

Marley: Dad?

Woman: Housekeeping -- can I clean room now?

Amanda: Marley.

Marley: Please go away, Amanda.

Amanda: Just give me five minutes.

Marley: I don't want to talk to you.

Amanda: Just five minutes, Marley, please. You have to talk to me if you want a future with my brother.

Jamie: We had both hoped that Cass would find out who the guilty one was and force a confession. But neither one of us expected Donna.

Rachel: Who did? Donna loves those children.

Jamie: Try telling Marley that. She feels so used.

Rachel: She was used by somebody she trusted completely.

Jamie: How can I help her get over that?

Rachel: I'm not sure you can.

Jamie: They were all in on this. Vicky and Donna and Jake. They didn't give a damn about anyone but themselves. Marley was trying to do the right thing. It got her.

Rachel: Honey, you can't regret that. That's what's going to let both of you get through this. You can be angry and frustrated at this situation, but you can't lose your conscience.

Jamie: Conscience hasn't helped us so far. It's just made things worse. We held back. We tried to stay away from each other. We pretended that we weren't falling in love. Maybe if I hadn't been so damn noble, Jake might have pulled back sooner. None of this would have ever happened.

Rachel: You can't know that for sure.

Jamie: What I know in my heart is that Marley and I belong together. I let other people get in the way, that is what I regret. I want to do something.

Rachel: You love her, that's what you're doing. And you're waiting until she feels like talking to you.

Jamie: I hope she can talk to Amanda.

Rachel: Maybe she can. Amanda understands what she's going through. She's been lied to. All of us have.

Marley: Amanda, please go. I'm ok.

Amanda: You don't look ok to me.

Marley: I'll retouch my makeup and I'll be back to normal. Just tell Jamie I'll call him.

Amanda: When?

Marley: Soon.

Amanda: I don't believe you.

Marley: Well, I can't be concerned with what you feel right now.

Amanda: You're not going to get rid of me that easily, Marley. Jamie sent me. Now that I'm here, I can't just deliver a message and leave.

Marley: All right, what do you want?

Amanda: This is all too familiar to me.

Marley: Your mother did not sleep with your husband.

Amanda: No, but nothing is the way that you thought it was.

Marley: That's for sure. I was so stupid.

Amanda: Evan Bates had me convinced that Sam was out to kill me. I ruined my marriage because I believed him instead of Sam. Talk about stupid.

Marley: All right, so we were both fooled, what does that solve?

Amanda: Nothing, I guess. Just letting you know you're not alone.

Marley: Do you think I should forgive them all?

Amanda: I didn't say that.

Marley: Did you forgive Evan?

Amanda: No. I understand why he did what he did, but that's about as far as it goes.

Marley: And then what?

Amanda: Marley, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

Marley: Have you done that?

Amanda: I'm trying to. You have to do the same thing. Think about why you did what you did. I believed Evan because it made it easier for me to have an affair with him, and that's not an easy thing to face.

Marley: I went back to Jake because I couldn't face the fact that I was in love with a man who used to be married to my sister.

Amanda: And good Marley wouldn't do things like that, right?

Marley: No.

Amanda: So, what? Now are you going to hate yourself?

Marley: I just feel like I'm to blame for all of this.

Amanda: Your mother did a terrible thing and then she lied about it. You never would have gone back to Jake if you had known. No matter how much you wanted to avoid Jamie.

Marley: I just wanted to make everybody happy. Now I know that that's not possible.

Amanda: I didn't care how many people I hurt when I lost Sam. I drank too much, I said stupid things to the people that I love. It was all because I was so ashamed of who I'd become. You know what I found out? People find you a lot easier to love when you're not so perfect. You can take comfort in the fact that you weren't the one telling the lies. Don't forget that.

Marley: How do they find it so easy?

Amanda: They know what you want to hear.

Marley: And it's that simple?

Amanda: It's how they fool you. It wasn't all lies. Vicky and your mother, I'm sure they love you.

Marley: I don't want to talk about them.

Amanda: Ok, what about Jamie? Jamie's love for you is not a lie. Neither is what you feel for him.

Marley: I hope not.

Amanda: Marley, there's no reason why you shouldn't be with him now. He feels what you feel. Don't you know that?

Marley: I'm afraid.

Amanda: Of what?

Marley: Being happy and then having it taken away.

Amanda: That is not going to happen to you and Jamie. Don't let other people's lies destroy your faith in each other. Jamie loves you.

Cass: Oh, this is beautiful. You just want me to take your word for it that Paulina is Mac's daughter. No proof, of course, just your hunch.

Ken: It's more than a hunch.

Cass: That's why an investigator can't even turn up so much as one shred of evidence to substantiate her claim?

Ken: Some things that are true can't be proven.

Cass: Oh, wonderful, now we're getting philosophical.

Ken: I knew Mac and I knew Maria. I believe this is their daughter. I followed the trail right to Paulina's door.

Cass: Well, Rachel will decide that all over again. Do you know how much you've hurt her?

Ken: Yes, I do. But once this was in motion, I couldn't stop it. It wasn't malicious. I agonized over it.

Cass: Well, it would appear that you didn't have a good time putting this one over on her.

Ken: No, and now I'm paying the price. Which is what I deserve.

Cass: I still don't know why you came here.

Ken: I wanted to finish what I began. Since it appears I can't, maybe you will. Enough people have been hurt. Thanks for seeing me.

Iris: What are you doing here?

Ken: Good-bye, Cass.

Iris: Horrid man.

Cass: Iris, I'm busy.

Iris: Oh, really? I would have thought you had more time on your hands now that Marley's trial is over or are you giving the Hudsons a family rate?

Cass: Do you want something, or did you just come here to cackle?

Iris: Yes, I want to find out what's happening with my father's will.

Cass: Rachel is handling that. I suggest you talk to her.

Iris: Are you leaving?

Cass: I have an appointment.

Iris: Well, it can wait.

Cass: No, Iris, it can't wait.

Iris: Do you have a big new client, Cass?

Cass: Not that it's any of your business, Iris, but I want to pay some attention to my marriage.

Iris: And that's more important than this?

Cass: No, Iris. To me, it's more important than anything. Good-bye, Iris.

Frankie: Mr. Garth?

Mr. Garth: Miss Frame?

Frankie: Yes, and actually I'm also Mrs. Winthrop, which is why I asked you to come by.

Mr. Garth: May I come in?

Frankie: Oh, yes, of course. I'm sorry. May I take your coat?

Mr. Garth: This is an active house.

Frankie: Yes, it is.

Mr. Garth: Any manifestations?

Frankie: There have been a couple of inexplicable incidents, yes.

Mr. Garth: Have you ever seen a ghost?

Frankie: No, I don't think so.

Mr. Garth: You don't think so? You don't know?

Frankie: The ghost I'm worried about isn't in this house.

Mr. Garth: No?

Frankie: No. She's my husband's first wife. She supposedly died in a plane crash.

Mr. Garth: Terrible.

Frankie: Yes.

Mr. Garth: That is who you wish me to contact?

Frankie: Well, actually I don't need you to contact her. I need you to tell me -- please, I need you to tell me whether you think she's over there, or whether she's back here.

Mr. Garth: Excuse me?

Frankie: I think I may have seen her on video tape.

Mr. Garth: I woke this morning feeling uneasy. It must have been in connection with this.

Frankie: Dear, well, should we start right away then?

Mr. Garth: For some reason, I'm not comfortable.

Frankie: Can I get you a few pillows or some tea or --

Mr. Garth: No. I'm afraid I can't help you.

Frankie: Oh, oh, Mr. Garth, please. Please, I need your help very badly --

Mr. Garth: No, I can't accept anything from you. Not in regard to this matter.

Frankie: But when I spoke to you over the phone, you told me that you --

Mr. Garth: I said I would try to help you, but I can't. I feel something is wrong.

Frankie: Is it this house? Should we move some place else?

Mr. Garth: It's not the house. It's a feeling of death. It's a very strong pull, and I can't ignore it.

Frankie: Is it Kathleen? Is she dead? Is she trying to communicate with you?

Mr. Garth: I'm being blocked.

Frankie: Well, I -- maybe it's the builders of this house. Sometimes I feel their presence very strongly and --

Mr. Garth: No. No, it's not them. It's --

Frankie: What?

Mr. Garth: It's you. You don't really want the truth.

Ryan: You've got to stop trying to go through things alone.

Vicky: I don't have a choice.

Ryan: I know that that is how you feel, but it stops you from trusting people and then that keeps you alone.

Vicky: Just like my mother.

Ryan: Just shut up and listen to me for just one second. I know you, and I had a huge problem. I arrested your sister, and you thought she did it. You should have told me that. You should have known that that would have been kept off the record. But instead, you fought me every single step of the way. And it just made matters worse, Vicky. I wanted to trust you, and I found out that you were lying to me the entire time.

Vicky: So, why are you here?

Ryan: I know that you always do the wrong things for the right reasons. I know that. And I know how much it hurts you.

Vicky: So, you feel sorry for me?

Ryan: No, I -- I want you to get smart. I want you to use all that loyalty and all that brain power to start doing something better than hurting the people that -- that love you. I know you can do that. That is what makes you different than your mother.

Vicky: You really think so?

Ryan: I know so.

Ryan: I got to get going, but I want you to think about what I just said. I want you to stop thinking that you have to go through everything alone. 'Cause you never have to do that again.

Frankie: I do want the truth.

Mr. Garth: You may think you do, but I can feel your resistance. Perhaps you have too much at stake?

Frankie: No, not too much. Just my whole life.

That's her.

Mr. Garth: Yes.

Frankie: Is it Kathleen? Is she still alive?

Mr. Garth: The answer is golden.

Frankie: Golden? What does that mean?

Mr. Garth: Three gold things will tell you all you need to know. I cannot.

Frankie: Three gold what?

Mr. Garth: Three round, gold -- I can't say more.

[Gasps] It burns.

Frankie: It burns? Really?

Mr. Garth: Like my hand was in a fire.

Frankie: Oh, my -- Kathleen was burned alive.

Mr. Garth: You said it was a plane crash.

Frankie: Yes, she was trapped in the wreckage.

Mr. Garth: Please get my coat.

Frankie: Mr. Garth, please take --

Mr. Garth: No, I can't. Please.

Frankie: There's more you're not telling me. There's more, isn't there?

Mr. Garth: There's always more, but some things are better left unsaid.

Frankie: Mr. Garth, please.

It's not...

Hello, Riverside Travel. Yes, I need to make a reservation for tonight -- Chicago. Yes, I want something small, romantic, a view of the lake. No, no, I don't mind that it's not close to shopping. Just -- can you give me a list and I'll call them myself? I need the reservations for tonight.

Amanda: Jamie?

Jamie: Amanda.

Amanda: I don't want to make any promises, but I think Marley is going to call you.

Jamie: Thanks, what did you say?

Amanda: I'll let her tell you that if she wants.

Jamie: Did you tell Mom?

Amanda: No, I came right in to find you. Mom's in the living room.

Jamie: Thanks.

Paulina: Amanda.

Amanda: Paulina. I didn't expect to see you.

Paulina: Yeah, I know. I just came by for a minute --

Amanda: You know, I have to admit, I don't understand.

Paulina: Well, it's me. I needed time to think.

Amanda: You know you can talk to me.

Paulina: Thanks. Yeah, I know that. I -- not now, ok? I really don't want to see anybody.

Amanda: Nobody knows you're here?

Paulina: No, just you. I can't face the others. They -- they think I had something to do with what Ken did to your mother.

Amanda: What do you mean?

Paulina: Well, you know, him breaking up with her and -- I just needed to be alone, that's all.

Amanda: I had no idea.

Paulina: How's she doing?

Amanda: She's been pretty down.

Paulina: Do you think that she's the kind of person who forgives easily?

Amanda: Are you talking about Ken?

Paulina: Yeah.

Amanda: Oh, I don't know. She seems pretty adamant about keeping him out of our lives.

Paulina: So, he doesn't stand a chance?

Amanda: No, I don't think so. Nobody does once they've lied to Mom.

Paulina: That's what I thought.

Amanda: It's the only thing that she asks out of the people that she loves -- honesty.

Paulina: I better go. Rachel.

Rachel: Paulina.

Paulina: I didn't expect to see you. I just came by to pick up my journal.

Rachel: Oh.

Paulina: I hope you don't mind.

Rachel: No.

Paulina: Well, I should go. It was good to see you all.

Jamie: What was that all about?

Rachel: I don't feel like talking about it.

Jamie: Mom, don't do this again. Let us help.

Rachel: You can't help. This is about Ken.

Jamie: You think Ken and Paulina --

Amanda: No.

Jamie: Then what?

Amanda: No way. I don't know.

Jamie: Well, I'm going to find out, Amanda.

Amanda: Mom told us to stay out of her personal business.

Jamie: I know, but it --

Amanda: You have to respect that. She'll tell us when she's ready.

Jamie: I hope so.

[Phone ringing]

Marley: Hello? I don't want to talk to you, Donna. I don't have a mother anymore.

Joe: That was my office. We definitely can't stay around here forever.

Kathleen: Joe --

Joe: I'm serious, we're splitting. At least out of this little hotel.

Kathleen: I like it here. Everyone's so friendly.

Joe: What do we want friendly for?! I don't care about friendly! We're checking into a big Chicago hotel where nobody knows us from day to day.

Kathleen: Do we have to?

Joe: Yes, we're better off blending in. I care about you, baby. I don't want to see you found out, and you don't want that either, do you?

Frankie: Hi.

Cass: Hi. For you.

Frankie: Oh, thank you, honey.

Cass: And I made us dinner reservations.

Frankie: I can't go.

Cass: Why not?

Frankie: I have to go to Chicago --

Cass: Now?

Frankie: Yeah, the case I told you about. It's heating up.

Cass: You're making a big mistake turning me down for your work, you know? But I'll give you a chance to make it up to me.

Frankie: Oh, I sure hope so.

Cass: Count on it. Hey.

Frankie: You do love me, don't you?

Cass: You're right.

Frankie: I have to go.

Cass: Hey, don't forget your flowers.

Frankie: Ok.

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