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Another World Transcript Thursday 1/18/07

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[Monitor beeping]

[Alarm sounds]

Nurse: What do you think you're doing?

Taylor: It's all right, Gregory. I'm here now, and I'm going to take care of you and your Daddy. Yes, yes. You're a sweet baby.

[Gregory cries]

Taylor: It's ok. Mm, you look so tired.

Sharlene: Well, I am. I still can't believe he's here.

Taylor: You just got back from the hospital today, Sharlene.

Sharlene: I'm ok.

Taylor: I know, but I saw all you've gone through, and I'm a little worried about you.

Sharlene: Oh, well, you've been very helpful. That's sweet, Taylor. Thank you.

Taylor: I'm not trying to be sweet.

Sharlene: You look like -- you look like you feel like telling me something, Taylor.

Taylor: I do.

Sharlene: Ok, shoot.

Taylor: You seem to think that everything in your life is falling into place now.

Sharlene: Well, don't you?

Taylor: I want to, but... Sharlene, you're facing mental illness, and you are acting as if you don't have a care in the world.

Sharlene: Look, Taylor, I have talked to John about this. I've told him everything. Now, we both think that it would be best if we --

Taylor: Sharlene. Sharlene, how can you possibly expect to be responsible for this child when you are ignoring your own problems?

Cass: That boy, he is so good-looking. I can't believe he's not related to me.

John: He's not bad, not bad at all.

Cass: Good-looking boy, he's a good-looking boy. Sharlene seems real certain that there are no Frame relatives in San Antonio.

John: You're worried about Frankie, aren't you?

Cass: Yes, I am.

John: Cass, there's got to be a logical explanation.

Cass: You're right. And I think I know what it is.

John: You do?

Cass: Frankie's hiding something from me, but I don't know why.

Frankie: I have come a long way, Kathleen, and I am not leaving until I find out what the hell is going on. Kathleen? You are Kathleen McKinnon, aren't you?

Kathleen: No. I'm Kathleen McKinnon-Winthrop.

Ken: I'm sorry about that.

Nurse: Who are you?

Ken: My name is Ken Jordan. I'm here visiting him.

Nurse: Everything seems to be all right.

Ken: I don't know what happened. I was just standing here, that thing went off. I thought maybe I backed into it by mistake. What's going on here, anyway?

Nurse: The alarm sounds when his vital signs change. I'd better get a doctor.

Ken: I won't be here much longer. I lost Rachel because of you. You lousy --

Grant: So, what did you want to tell me, Rachel?

Rachel: I understand that you're going out with Paulina.

Grant: Yeah, I suppose that's what you could call it.

Rachel: Well, I thought maybe I'd better talk to you about her.

Grant: What do you mean?

Rachel: I don't expect she's told you that she lied her way into my family and into my home.

Grant: I'm sorry?

Rachel: And she's probably lying to you now, and I thought maybe I'd give you a chance to not make the same mistakes I did.

Grant: I mean, Paulina's always been so open -- so up-front with me.

Rachel: Well, she's very good at what she does, congressman. She's after my money. We stopped her. I think she's probably up to the same tricks with you. I thought maybe you would want to know that.

Grant: Well, I'm shocked. I mean, I had no idea.

Rachel: Well, now you do. We don't want to have a thing to do with her, and if you're smart, I don't think you will want to, either.

Paulina: No!

Rachel: I'm afraid I won't be able to sit on the advisory committee for the wing.

Grant: Why not?

Rachel: Because I'm opposed to it. It's going to house a centralized clinic, and it will take funding away from the satellite clinics.

Grant: Like Jamie's. Ah, Paulina, you're early.

Paulina: Yeah, I guess I am. Hello, Rachel.

Rachel: Paulina.

Grant: I just, uh, squeezed in a meeting with Rachel. We'll only be a few more minutes.

Rachel: I'm afraid I'm going to have to go now.

Grant: Well, why don't you stick around? The three of us will have dinner together.

Rachel: No, that's not possible.

Grant: When are you going to convince this girl to move back home with you, anyway?

Rachel: I beg your pardon?

Grant: Paulina says she's going to be moving back in any day now. So what's the holdup with you two, huh? [Laughs]

Sharlene: I would not be here in this house with my husband and my new baby if I thought for one second that I wouldn't be capable of taking care of myself or my baby. Now, do you really think that I would put my family at risk?

Taylor: No, no, not intentionally, no.

Sharlene: Well, Taylor --

Taylor: Sharlene, all I'm suggesting is that you get some help.

Sharlene: Well, you sound like John. He's been pampering me, too, you know. He's even convinced me to hire a part-time baby nurse.

Taylor: Well, that is not the kind of help that I'm talking about.

Sharlene: What are you talking about?

Taylor: Therapy.

Sharlene: You know, Taylor, a few days ago, you tried to get me to agree to commit myself.

Taylor: When it was apparent that Sharly was back.

Sharlene: Sharly is not back! I went to that warehouse that night because I got a call from that woman. Now, do we really have to go through this all over again?

Taylor: Look, please -- please do not be defensive with me. I want to help.

Sharlene: I'm sorry, I guess I just want you to trust me. Can't you just trust me?

Taylor: But it's not a question of trust.

Sharlene: Sharly is not back.

Taylor: Then how do you account for all those things that happened before Gregory was born?

Sharlene: I'm still not sure that any of those things were -- Taylor, please, I just -- I don't want to do this anymore, please. Can we just stop this?

Taylor: Do you know that I want you to be well?

Sharlene: Yes.

Taylor: Then why do you keep resisting my help?

Sharlene: I feel like you're trying -- I know you want to help, but what you're doing just doesn't feel right.

Taylor: What does it feel like?

Sharlene: Look, Taylor, you know, I'm not the same woman who was in therapy a year ago with you.

Taylor: I know that.

Sharlene: And if I feel like I need help again, I'll have therapy. But I feel strong now.

Taylor: You are strong. It was especially evidenced with what you've just been through. But Sharly is strong.

Sharlene: But I feel like I can take care of myself. Now, I've talked to John about this, and he is standing behind my decision.

Taylor: He doesn't want to upset you. He wants you to be well just as much as you want to be well.

Sharlene: I am well.

Taylor: Sharlene, I -- I am not trying to be stubborn about this. I am trying to behave responsibly, because I care about you. You suffer from a multiple personality disorder, and you don't get over that like it's the flu.

Sharlene: No, Taylor, just listen to me. Listen, if I have any trouble, I will come to you for help. I will. I have a responsibility to myself, and to John, and to my baby. And I'm not going to pretend I'm well if I'm not, ok?

Taylor: Sharlene, it's --

Sharlene: No, I'm not through, I'm not through. You know, you saved my life, and I'm never going to forget that. You helped me integrate Sharly, just like you said you would, and you taught me that I can take care of myself, that I can be aware of myself. Now, all I'm asking for is a chance to use what you've given me. Thank you.

Hey, John? What are you guys doing? Come on, it's cold.

John: Yeah, it is.

Cass: Hey.

John: How is he?

Sharlene: Oh, he's sleeping like an angel.

John: Saving up for tonight.

Cass: I think he knows his home.

Sharlene: Yes, I think you're right. I think he knows that everything is going to be all right.

Kathleen: Why don't you come in? You obviously have a lot of questions.

Frankie: Obviously.

Kathleen: May I ask you something first?

Frankie: Go ahead.

Kathleen: When did you first suspect that I was alive?

Frankie: I'm helping Cass investigate Jake -- your cousin's shooting.

Kathleen: Oh, that's right, you're a private investigator.

Frankie: How did you know that?

Kathleen: I still don't understand how you could have found out about me.

Frankie: There are video cameras outside of Jake's room for security purposes. I've been screening all of the tapes, and I saw you.

Kathleen: I was pretty well-disguised.

Frankie: I've seen your picture a lot.

Kathleen: Well, then, Cass must have been shocked. What did he say?

Frankie: Nothing. I haven't told Cass you're alive.

Paulina: Grant, that isn't what I said. That's not what I said, Rachel.

Grant: Now, wait a minute. Am I missing something here?

Rachel: You'll have to discuss that with Paulina, not with me. I will talk to Jamie about the wing, Grant.

Grant: Well, thank you, Rachel.

Rachel: Enjoy your dinner.

Paulina: Are you taking a present to somebody?

Rachel: John and Sharlene's baby.

Paulina: Give me five minutes, all right?

Grant: Ah, yes -- I'll get our table.

Paulina: Rachel, I'd like to explain things.

Rachel: What's to explain? Obviously, Grant doesn't know what's going on.

Paulina: I only told him that I'd probably be moving back in because that's what I'd like to see happen.

Rachel: Oh, I'm sure you would.

Paulina: Can't you even look at me?

Rachel: This is not the place for a discussion, Paulina.

Paulina: That house is my home. I can't stand being away from all of you.

Rachel: Then you should have gone about all of this in a very different way.

Paulina: You can take away my inheritance. You know I don't care about that. And you can tell the whole world that I'm not Mac's daughter, but I know that I am. In my heart, I know I'm his child.

Rachel: Well, let's hope you're right.

Paulina: I really care about Grant.

Rachel: Well, I'd be careful if I were you. He already tried to break up one marriage.

Paulina: No, I know he's a good man.

Rachel: Whatever you say.

Paulina: Well, I'd like to talk to you about it sometime. I miss talking to you, I -- I miss your advice. Rachel, I miss you.

Cass: [Whispering] It must be nice -- sleeping, eating, sleeping, eating.

Sharlene: You don't have to whisper.

Cass: Oh, you don't either. [Laughter]

John: You ok?

Sharlene: Oh, yeah, mm-hmm.

Cass: I'm so happy for you, Sharlene. It's really good to have you back home.

Sharlene: I'm so glad to be here. I feel like this is my happy ending.

Cass: Oh, dear, I didn't mean to make you cry.

Sharlene: It's ok. I'm allowed, I'm a new mother. I think it's going to be going on for a while.

Cass: Uh-oh, I'd better leave before the floodgates open.

Sharlene: Listen, when you talk to Frankie, let me know. I want to know who was in San Antonio.

Cass: I'll let you know. These little guys are ok.

Sharlene: Cass Winthrop, I never would have thought --

Cass: Oh, Frankie's the one we gotta work on. [Laughter]

Sharlene: You just bring her by the house, we'll convince her.

John: We'll make sure that he doesn't cry or need changing or anything like that.

Cass: Oh, great, thanks a lot.

John: Come on, Cass, I'll walk you out to your car.

Cass: Ok.

Sharlene: Listen, would you talk to Cass about what we --

John: About what we talked about? Yeah.

Cass: Take care.

Sharlene: Ok, you, too.

Cass: Taylor.

Taylor: Bye-bye, Cass.

John: Cass, I have a proposition for your wife.

Sharlene: Well, he's just like his father. Sleep through anything.

Taylor: Sharlene, I hate -- I hate throwing you off balance, especially when you're feeling emotional --

Sharlene: It's all right. I'm a mother, I'm allowed.

Taylor: And you're doing very, very well.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Taylor: Just in the next few days, if you -- if you happen to feel a little overwhelmed, if you need to get away, or --

Sharlene: Taylor --

Taylor: I can make arrangements for you at the Morgan Pavilion.

Sharlene: The Morgan Pavilion?

Taylor: Yeah, just something short-term. You know, a day or two, a week.

Sharlene: All right, Taylor --

Taylor: It helped you before.

Sharlene: No, we have to talk. You brought this up at the warehouse, and now you're doing it again.

Taylor: Look, I'm worried about you --

Sharlene: This has to stop. You were my therapist, and I thought you were my friend.

Taylor: I am your friend.

Sharlene: Then I want you to explain to me why you keep trying to take me away from my family.

Cass: So, what's up?

John: You think that Frankie will be back by tomorrow?

Cass: She's supposed to be, yeah. Why?

John: Well, we're having Gregory's christening here.

Cass: As far as I know, she'll be here. We both plan to be.

John: Good, good. Because Sharlene and I were talking, and we would really like it if Frankie could be Gregory's godmother.

Cass: Oh, that's great, John. She'll be really touched. You got a godfather?

John: Michael.

Cass: Oh, break my heart! [Laughs] You made him an offer he couldn't refuse, huh?

John: Well, I was hoping to do the same for Frankie, but she left so suddenly.

Cass: I know. Let's just hope she gets back in time. Listen, if I could use your phone, I'll call my machine. Maybe she's checked in.

John: Please do, yeah. Help yourself. Hi, Stace.

Stacey: Hi.

John: You're back.

Stacey: Yeah, I -- this time, business with my brother.

Cass: Hey, Stace. No, there's no messages.

John: Well, listen, if Frankie can't make it, do you want to serve as proxy?

Cass: No problem, I'll be here.

John: Good. Coffee, would you like --

Stacey: Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you.

Cass: Not for me, John. What's up?

Stacey: It's about Donna's case. I thought I should come over here and find you.

Cass: That sounds important.

Stacey: It is. I've been overlooking something that's crucial. You're the only one who can help me.

Cass: Oh, I love it when people say that.

Stacey: Ok, remember those videotapes that were made outside of Jake's room? The one that Frankie has been watching?

Cass: Yeah.

Stacey: We have to find out who that woman is that's visiting Jake, and right away. Can we take a look at them now?

Cass: Yeah, let's go.

John, later.

Stacey: Bye.

Kathleen: When I saw you two at the hotel in Chicago, I had a feeling that he didn't know.

Frankie: You saw Cass?

Kathleen: I saw both of you.

Frankie: And you said nothing. Why? Why are you doing this?

Kathleen: Why haven't you told him?

Frankie: How could I tell him until I was sure?

Kathleen: Frankie, I think that you were already sure. I think this visit has to do with something else.

Frankie: If you didn't want everyone to know that you're alive, why did you come back to Bay City?

Kathleen: That, along with the rest of my life, is none of your business.

Frankie: Was it just because of Jake? Do you know something about what happened to Jake?

Kathleen: Of course not.

Frankie: Are you sure?

Kathleen: He was shot. Why would I know anything more than that?

Frankie: Because you obviously know something about chloroform. You were the one who arranged for my little siesta, right?

Kathleen: What do you want from me?

Frankie: I should think that's obvious, wouldn't you?

Kathleen: Is your curiosity satisfied? Because if it is, I would like for you to go.

Frankie: Not until I find out what's going on.

Kathleen: You act as if I owe you something.

Frankie: It is not just for Cass, it is for your whole family. Everyone who knew you thinks you died in that plane crash.

Kathleen: I'm well aware of that.

Frankie: So how did you get out? Why have you been in hiding all these years?

Kathleen: Frankie, go back to Bay City and be happy, ok?

Frankie: Kathleen, I'm here now. I know the truth, so why don't you just fill me in on the details?

Kathleen: I'm not filling you in on anything, and if you have any brains in your head, you will keep your mouth shut.

Frankie: I know! And you want me not to tell Cass? Like I dented the car or something? This is not spending a little too much on a dress, Kathleen. This is a first wife who everyone thinks is dead.

Kathleen: Do you love him?

Frankie: Of course I love him.

Kathleen: Then forget you ever saw me. If you love him as much as you say you do, you will never let Cass find out I am alive. Ever.

Taylor: I am not trying to take you away from your family.

Sharlene: Take a -- sit down a second. Just try putting yourself in my shoes for just one minute, ok?

Taylor: Ok.

Sharlene: The only thing that I've heard from you in the past few weeks, particularly in the past few days, is that you think I'm kidding myself about my mental health.

Taylor: Your well-being concerns me.

Sharlene: Well, what it sounds like from here -- it sounds like you don't think I'm capable of functioning in my own home.

Taylor: Sharlene, look --

Sharlene: No. I believe you when you say you care about me.

Taylor: I do.

Sharlene: I also want you to know that I am perfectly aware of what is fantasy and what is real. And what happened to me in that warehouse -- the phone call that I got that made me go down there was real, ok?

Taylor: I know you believe that.

Sharlene: And as far as me being able to take care of my own son in my home, I will be the one who decides that, not you.

Taylor: I know.

Sharlene: And if I am too ill to make that decision, I have John here. He'll get me the help I need.

Taylor: I know that's what you believe.

Sharlene: And you don't.

Taylor: Neither one of you is objective. John wants you to be well, you want to be well. Under those circumstances, it is not unreasonable to suspect that if there is a sign right in front of your eyes, you could ignore it.

Sharlene: You're sounding a bit like a broken record these days, you know.

Taylor: Ok, ok. I will not bring it up again unless I see some kind of problem developing.

Sharlene: Thank you, I appreciate that.

Taylor: It's just that I've grown so fond of you -- of you both.

Sharlene: I know that.

Taylor: And I -- I've become personally involved, and I want you to be happy.

Sharlene: Taylor. Taylor, you are the one who brought me to this point. I told you, I'll never forget that. But you have to let me go. You have to let me make mistakes, and fix them. And if they're too big, I know who to turn to for help. Hi.

John: Hey. Stacey just came back to get Cass. Apparently, there's been a new development in Donna's case.

Sharlene: Did they say what it was about?

John: No, they took off in a hurry.

Taylor: Uh, I've got to get home, too.

Sharlene: I'm very glad you came by.

Taylor: I'm glad I did, too. Could I use your phone before I go?

John: Sure.

Taylor: Thanks a lot.

John: You're going to be by the christening tomorrow, aren't you?

Taylor: Oh, yeah. I wouldn't miss it for the world. ,

Taylor: Baby nurse service, Julie Tate. Hmm. Hmm, hmm, hmm.

Ken: Excuse me.

Paulina: I've got nothing to say to you.

Ken: Something's happened. We have to talk.

Paulina: Get away from me.

Ken: Paulina.

Paulina: If you don't take your arm off of me right now, I'm going to make such a scene that whatever's left of your reputation will be out the window like a shot. Don't talk to me again.

Grant: I think it's time that you tell me what is going on, and I would appreciate you telling me everything.

Frankie: Why don't you want Cass to know you're alive?

Kathleen: I have my reasons, Frankie.

Frankie: Everyone who knew you loved you. Felicia told me you were funny and warm. She told me you were completely devoted to Cass. What happened?

Kathleen: Things. Feelings change.

Frankie: Yes, they do. But people don't usually pretend to be dead to avoid them.

Kathleen: You know, I really don't have anything else to say to you.

Frankie: Do you have any idea what you put him through? He grieved for you for years. He's still -- he loved you, and he thought he lost you, and you let him think you were dead.

Kathleen: Look, I almost did die in the crash, ok? I'm still not sure how I survived it, but I did.

Frankie: So, when you were well enough, why didn't you try to find him?

Kathleen: It took a long time for me to heal, and even then, I was disoriented. I didn't even know what was going on for a long time.

Frankie: When you did know what was going on --

Kathleen: He could have found me, too, you know. He never even tried.

Frankie: He was told you were dead.

Kathleen: They never found my body, obviously. So where the hell was he?

Frankie: He saw pictures of the wreckage, Kathleen. What the hell was he supposed to do?

Kathleen: Pictures? Since when were pictures enough for Cass? He gave up, Frankie. He gave up on me, and he gave up on us. The accident changed a lot for me. I went through incredible pain, unbelievable loneliness. Cass should have been there, but he wasn't. By the time I was well enough to go home, I couldn't.

Frankie: I don't buy that.

Kathleen: I had to start my life over alone, and that is exactly what I have done.

Frankie: With someone else.

Kathleen: What?

Frankie: Is that why you didn't contact Cass?

Kathleen: I told you, I was alone. I still am. I have started my life over. Obviously, Cass has, too.

Frankie: So, this is it. I go home to Cass and block you out, right?

Kathleen: That's about the gist of it.

Frankie: What about your family? Maybe you did decide that Cass didn't love you anymore, but how could you do this to them? I heard over and over again about this close-knit Irish family. How could you let your mother and father believe that you had died?

Kathleen: I have my reasons --

Frankie: Bull!

Kathleen: Excuse me, I'm not exactly sure if I heard you right.

Frankie: You heard me exactly right. This line you are feeding me is a crock. I don't believe a word of it.

Kathleen: Well, that, as they say, is your problem.

Frankie: No, Kathleen, it is your problem, because I am not going anywhere until I find out what happened to you, why you are nothing like the woman everyone told me about.

Kathleen: That is the first sensible thing you have said.

Frankie: Ok, so we're getting somewhere, right?

Kathleen: No, we are not. I am not the same person I was before. I have started my life over again, and I like it. Now, I don't want Cass to know about this, and I'm not going to be the one to tell him. The choice is yours, Frankie. And if I were you, I would turn around and I would walk out that door, and I would forget you ever saw me. Because if you don't, you will lose him. You know I'm right, don't you? If Cass finds out I am alive, your marriage is history.

Frankie: There is no way I can keep this from Cass.

Kathleen: You're impossible.

Frankie: He and I have an open and honest relationship. We tell each other everything.

Kathleen: Oh, really? Is that why you flew all the way down to San Antonio and snoop around in my privacy without him knowing a thing about it? You must have come up with a whopper to cover flying all the way down here.

Frankie: I was not sure about this until just now. There is no way I was going to hurt him or worry him.

Kathleen: Or get his hopes up?

Frankie: What is your point?

Kathleen: You keep telling me how much Cass loved me.

Frankie: That is right, he did.

Kathleen: Well, if he finds out that I'm alive, he's going to have to deal with me again, and that means problems for you.

Frankie: Why won't you be straight with me?

Kathleen: I don't owe you a thing, Frankie. I take care of me because nobody else does. And what I want, for me, is to be left alone.

Frankie: I have got to tell Cass --

Kathleen: He'll have me back, Frankie. He will. You can have your life back. I'm standing here telling you. I will not make any problems for you. You -- you just can't tell him, Frankie. The only one who can mess you up is you.

Frankie: I don't understand this.

Kathleen: I can tell you love him.

Frankie: More than my life.

Kathleen: Then you can't tell him. Make this the only lie you have ever had between you. But please, Frankie, for all of our sakes, don't tell Cass.

Frankie: I don't know if I can do this, Kathleen. I don't.

Kathleen: What other choice do you have, Frankie? Please. You love him, right? I can see that, and from what I saw of Cass in Chicago, he's started his life over with you, and I'm glad for that.

Frankie: This is wrong.

Kathleen: I'm a pretty good judge of character, Frankie, and I like what I see in you. Prove to me that I haven't lost my touch. Do the right thing for everyone. I learned how to forget. You can, too.

Stacey: I can't believe you let Anthony boss you around like that!

Cass: Hey, you hear that sound? That is the beautiful sound of hammer on nail. This is the first decent day's work that Anthony's put in, in months. He says, "get out of the living room," we are out.

Stacey: Gotcha.

Cass: Ok, so tell me what's going on with these tapes.

Stacey: Ok, Michael and I don't think that Donna shot Jake.

Cass: Then why did she confess?

Stacey: Maybe just to get Marley off, once and for all.

Cass: Ok, so who did shoot Jake?

Stacey: Maybe that mystery woman that's on the tapes that Frankie was watching.

Cass: Frankie didn't see any woman on the tapes that she screened. I asked her.

Stacey: Yeah, I know, and now Frankie's out of town, and I don't have much time.

Cass: So you want me to get a release on those tapes, don't you, huh?

Stacey: Please, come on, you've got more pull than me.

Cass: I'm a smoother talker, you mean.

Stacey: Some people say smooth, others say smarmy --

Cass: Yeah, well, it works, right?

Stacey: Right, and you always come out of it unscathed, so --

Cass: You really think that Donna isn't telling the truth?

Stacey: I think that bullets are much too direct for her.

Cass: This is true. It sure was a good story, though, wasn't it?

Stacey: Mm-hmm. Good enough for her to lose Michael and Marley.

Cass: She probably figured it was going to come out anyway, you know, about her and Jake.

Stacey: Right. And eventually, she'd lose everyone that she cared about anyway.

Cass: Yeah, but go to prison, then, as a result? It's just --

Stacey: Mm-hmm, yeah. Well, that's what we think.

Cass: Who's we?

Stacey: Mi -- Michael and I.

Cass: You guys are really working awfully closely together on this, aren't you?

Stacey: So?

Cass: No, no "so." Just a casual observation.

Stacey: What are you going to do?

Cass: Calling my connection. You do want the tapes, right?

Stacey: I owe you, big brother.

Cass: No, you don't. Besides, now you're getting me thinking. I'm going to review these tapes with you. I would love to be the one to nail this mystery woman.

Paulina: I knew that Rachel was hurting after she and Ken broke up. I just felt like she needed some space, and I know that I did, so I moved out.

Grant: So, you're not going to tell me the real reason, huh?

Paulina: I thought I just did.

Grant: Look, Paulina, it's ok. I understand. But I -- I don't want to see you hurt. If you don't want to tell me, I'm not going to push you.

Paulina: I've been looking forward to seeing you again.

Grant: I think about you a lot.

Paulina: You do?

Grant: [Laughs] Don't bat those eyelashes at me. You know I'm already hooked.

Paulina: Oh, Grant, I'm just so glad to be here with you now, I can't tell you --

Grant: Well -- me, too, but unfortunately, I can't stay.

Paulina: What?

Grant: When you were with Rachel, I got a telephone call, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave. I've got a meeting.

Paulina: Right now?

Grant: Mm-hmm. It's important. I'm sorry.

Paulina: You're going to be even sorrier when you find out what I had in mind for tonight.

Grant: Don't tempt me.

Paulina: When am I going to see you again?

Grant: Maybe when I get back from Washington.

Paulina: Well, I think we should try and see each other before then.

Grant: I will -- I really will try.

I have missed you.

I want you to call me when you feel like you want to talk to me.

Paulina: Grant, I'm sorry about what happened before with Rachel and everything.

Grant: I just hope that one of these days, you'll realize that you can trust me. Take care, all right?

Ken: This is your idea of never speaking to each other again?

Paulina: I've got one thing to say to you.

Ken: What is that?

Paulina: I'm not gonna lose. No matter what you may have done to screw things up for me, I'm going to fix it. Do you understand?

Ken: Is that so?

Paulina: I'm a lot tougher than you think I am.

Ken: Tough enough to handle Jake when he wakes up from his coma?

Paulina: That may never happen.

Ken: He opened his eyes today.

Paulina: How do you know?

Ken: I was there. He looked right at me. His nurse says he's doing all kinds of interesting things like that these days. His doctors are very pleased with his progress. She says, in fact, that she expects he'll wake up for good any day now. Won't that be fun for all of us?

Hit me again. Make it a double.

Taylor: Hello, Rachel.

Rachel: Hi, Taylor. How are you?

Taylor: Fine, thanks.

Rachel: Oh, isn't he the most gorgeous baby?

Taylor: He certainly is.

John: Taylor, is everything all right?

Taylor: Oh, there was an emergency, I called my service. I need to be near a telephone, so I gave them your number. Is that all right?

Sharlene: Yeah, of course, that's fine.

John: Can I get you some tea or something?

Rachel: No, I'm fine.

Sharlene: I'll get it.

Taylor: No, no, no, let me do that, and you all visit.

Sharlene: Oh, thank you.

Taylor: Mm-hmm.

Rachel: Well, you must be awfully happy to have him home.

John: Life doesn't get any better.

Rachel: Yes, well, you just couldn't warn anybody that you were going to be born, could you?

John: What, did Jamie fill you in?

Rachel: Yes, he did. Are you all right?

Sharlene: Yeah, why do you ask?

Rachel: Well, because it was a lot to go through.

Sharlene: Oh, no, I'm fine, I really am. A little tired, but I'm just so glad to be home.

John: She was great. Cool as a cucumber.

Sharlene: Cool as a cu -- I was panic-stricken.

[Laughs] I just kept telling myself that if I had the misfortune to be having my baby in a warehouse, at least my husband the doctor was there. Direct from recovery. Did you see?

Rachel: That's right, you have no cane!

John: It's been a very busy week.

Rachel: A very productive week.

John: I'm glad to see things get back to normal.

Rachel: Now, wait a minute. Jamie said that Taylor assisted in the delivery.

John: [Laughing] Yes, she did. She was a little out of practice and a little freaked out, but I was very grateful to have her there.

Taylor: This has got to stop.

Hello? Uh, this is Mrs. Hudson. Yes, that's right. I was going to be using "Julie Tate." Yes, I'm no longer going to be needing her services, and I wanted to let you know right away. Oh. Well, good. No, she should do that -- she should take it, absolutely. And if I should be needing a baby nurse in the future, I'll be sure to call. You've been very helpful. Thank you. Yes, yes, yes!

Joe: This has got to stop.

Ken: Did he open his eyes for you, too?

Paulina: Are you following me?

Ken: Worried?

Paulina: The only person I'm worried about is you.

Ken: I'm the least of your problems.

Paulina: You spilled your guts and messed everything up for me with Rachel. Now, I'm trying to salvage what's left, and you still keep trying to mess me up.

Ken: What I'm trying to do is to get you to come clean with Rachel about everything.

Paulina: Yeah, right. You told her everything, and now you can't even get in the front door.

Ken: What if Jake wakes up and tells her for you?

Paulina: I'll deal with Jake.

Ken: How?

Paulina: Just stay out of my life.

Ken: Lunch with the congressman. Nicely done, Paulina.

Paulina: And stay away from him.

Ken: You gonna lie to him, too?

Paulina: If I have to.

Ken: Don't you understand, Paulina? You can't spend your whole life looking over your shoulder.

Paulina: I'm not. I'm looking straight ahead and eliminating anything that gets in my way.

Taylor: Uh-huh, I'll be sure Mrs. Hudson gets the message. Yes, yes, thank you very much. Bye.

Sharlene: I didn't hear the phone.

Taylor: It just rang once. I thought it was my service, so I picked it up.

Sharlene: Who was it?

Taylor: It was a child care service. They found someone named Julie Tate.

Sharlene: Yes, she's a college student. She's very sweet.

Taylor: Well, I have some bad news for you.

Sharlene: Why, what's happened?

Taylor: She's canceled.

Sharlene: Oh, what?

Taylor: They were very apologetic. She just backed out.

Sharlene: Oh, no, that's awful. I really, really liked her.

Taylor: I'm sorry.

Sharlene: And I'm not sure they can find a replacement for us that quickly.

Taylor: Well, you know, they don't have to.

Sharlene: What do you mean?

Taylor: I was thinking of taking a couple of days off, and this just kind of clinched it.

Sharlene: No, Taylor --

Taylor: No, no, please, not another word. It's gonna take me a couple of days to arrange things, but I'd really like to help you out, so... maybe I'll even bunk in. Hey, wouldn't that be the perfect solution, Gregory?

Kathleen: What is your problem?

Joe: My problem? My problem, is that a joke?

Kathleen: You have no right to do that.

Joe: I have every right, because you are my responsibility.

Kathleen: Get off it, Joe. I take care of myself.

Joe: How can you pretend that nothing has happened here?

Kathleen: Joe... I am really tired, and I would like to be alone.

Joe: Not a chance. I am not letting you out of my sight.

Kathleen: Oh, for crying out loud.

Joe: You took an oath. Doesn't that mean anything to you anymore?

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