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Another World Transcript Tuesday 1/23/07

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[Knock at door]

Marley: Just a second.

Jamie, what are you doing --

Jamie: Shh, no talking. You look great.

Marley: But you're early for our date. We're not seeing each other for two more hours.

Jamie: I couldn't wait two hours. We're starting right now.

Marley: Starting what?

Jamie: Our new resolve. Forget everything that's happened, and just get -- just concentrate on being together. It'll be great, just the two of us. I got to go.

Marley: Jamie, wait, wait! What are you up to?

Paulina: "Motion to cease and desist. That Paulina Cantrell, also known as Paulina" -- also known as? I am Paulina Cory. "Cease and desist from representing herself as a legal heir of Mackenzie Cory." Desist. No. You can't do this to me, Iris. I won't let you.

Cass: Is she who it is? No, it wasn't her. So just relax, she's gone. Kathleen's dead. God. Kathleen.

Frankie: What are you doing?

Felicia: Allan, Allan, we have stuffed mushrooms, fried shrimp. What else?

Allan: Mmm, how about some crudités?

Jenna: Mmm, that sounds good.

Allan: Good. Is that it then, Ms. Gallant?

Felicia: Yeah, except for dessert. I think I would like you to make something -- gooey chocolate. I know Matthew likes chocolate.

Jenna: Matthew?

Felicia: Uh-huh.

Jenna: Why are we talking about what Matthew likes?

Felicia: Oh, yeah, I guess I didn't tell you. I invited Matthew for dinner tonight.

Jenna: What?

Felicia: I thought it would be a lot more fun for --

Jenna: Oh, Felicia, you didn't.

Felicia: Yes, I did.

Jenna: You invited Matt Cory?

Felicia: Honey, are you having a problem with that?

Jenna: Yeah, how could you do this to me?

Felicia: Allan, why don't we talk about the rest of the menu later?

Allan: No problem, Ms. Gallant. I have a teenager, too.

Felicia: Great. I'll call you in about an hour. How's that?

Allan: Fine.

Felicia: Thanks very much.

Felicia: Jenna?

Jenna: Please leave me alone.

Felicia: No, I want you to come back out here and tell me why you're so upset. Now come on. Jenna? Now tell me.

Jenna: Don't you know?

Felicia: No, I don't know. If I did, I -- I wouldn't have done it, would I?

Jenna: You invited Matt Cory for dinner tonight.

Felicia: Yes, I did.

Jenna: Yeah, well, now he knows I have a crush on him. The whole world's going to know. It's just perfect.

Felicia: Now, wait a minute. I was married to Matt's father and Matt and I are good friends and I've invited him here many times before and I intend to keep inviting him whether you like it or not.

Jenna: Fine.

Felicia: Yes, it is fine. And maybe after you calm down, we can actually talk about it.

Jenna: Felicia.

Felicia: Yes.

Jenna: I'm sorry.

Felicia: Yes, I know. So am I.

Jenna: Why? You have nothing to be sorry for.

Felicia: Well, maybe I do. I was trying to do something nice for you. But I didn't take into account what you might feel about it. But I certainly didn't do it to make you feel uncomfortable.

Jenna: I know you didn't.

Felicia: And I don't think you will feel uncomfortable. In fact, I promise you you won't. There will be other people here. You don't even have to talk to Matt if you don't want to.

Jenna: Yeah, I'm sure he'll be thrilled about that.

Felicia: Oh, now come on, what does that mean?

Jenna: Felicia, he doesn't even know I'm alive.

Felicia: Jenna --

Jenna: I know just by the way he looks at me.

Felicia: What are you telling me? That Matt has no taste?

Jenna: No, that Matt just thinks of me as a friend. Someone to talk to when there's no one else around.

Felicia: Ok, so maybe he thinks of you as a friend for right now. But he could also think of you as a beautiful young woman. And if he doesn't, you know, he -- he's nuts.

Jenna: Ok, stop trying to cheer me up.

Felicia: I'm not. I'm only telling you what I think is true.

Jenna: I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I didn't mean to storm out like that.

Felicia: It's ok, you're a teenager. Comes with the job description. But I do want you to understand something. If I do something that doesn't please you, I don't do it to intentionally bug you. Ok?

Jenna: Ok.

Felicia: Now, the burning question is what are we going to wear tonight?

Jenna: Oh, I don't know. I haven't decided.

Felicia: Well, we could sort of, oh, look at those silk dresses that we picked out together.

Jenna: Yeah? Which one do you think would be the coolest?

Felicia: Well, I don't know. I mean, we'll try them on, and play with them. We'll accessorize them. We'll -- we'll put you together.

Jenna: Put me together.

Felicia: Yeah, I happen to be very good at this. And you'll see. Matt probably won't be able to string three sentences together when he takes a look at you, you foxy little thing.

Jenna: Yeah.

Matt: It's either 50% off or no deal.

Dean: You're nuts.

Matt: Mm-hmm. Give us a call. Think about it.

Dean: Aw, man, he's not going to give us a call. He's going to get some of his goons to give us a call. They're going to play "chopsticks" on our kneecaps. What's the matter with you?

Matt: Arnie knows a good deal when he sees one. And if he doesn't, we'll take our business somewhere else.

Dean: Where, huh? Where? Arnie handles more recording equipment than anybody else in this state, you know that. And -- I don't know. Nobody can match the guy's prices. And if they could, he'd probably have their stores firebombed.

Matt: Do I tell you how to play keyboard?

Dean: You can't hold a tune, pal.

Matt: Yes, but I can fine-tune this deal. Believe me, this is the start of negotiations with Arnie. I learned to negotiate from the best there was.

Dean: Oh, yeah, who?

Matt: From my stepfather.

Dean: Mac Cory could cut a deal, huh?

Matt: That's right. That man was the best. He would take me into his office, sit me down, tell me to keep quiet and listen. And one strategy I learned always worked.

Dean: What was that?

Matt: Don't blink. I mean, I'm not going to disgrace him by caving in to some lowlife like Arnie.

Dean: Yeah, well, only thing I ever learned from my old man was how to cut the aces from the middle of a deck. That I learned.

Matt: Interesting.

Lindsey: Hi, guys.

Matthew and Dean: Hey.

Dean: Lindsey, how's it going?

Lindsey: You know, I had to study all alone last night.

Matt: I have been thinking of ways I can make that up to you.

Lindsey: Well, I'm all ears.

Dean: Me, too.

Matt: Could you --

Dean: Oh, yeah. I'm -- I'm gone.

Matt: I've been thinking. I thought it would be nice if you and I went out. Alone. Just the two of us, you know?

Lindsey: I never thought you would ask. I'm kind of over this group dating.

Matt: Oh, me, too.

Lindsey: You know that kiss yesterday? Well, I can't seem to stop thinking about you.

Matt: I keep remembering it myself.

Dean: Excuse me, I didn't hear that part. What was that?

Matt: How about Saturday?

Lindsey: Ok.

Dean: No, I'm completely busy, I'm busy.

Matt: No classes to worry about. We can stay out all night. Watch the sun rise over the lake.

Lindsey: I would like that. A lot.

Dean: Sounds like a big bore to me, but, you know, to each his own -- pshaw.

Lindsey: It's a date.

Matt: Great.

Dean: Well, Matthew, I'm out of here. I'll see you tonight, ok?

Lindsey: What's tonight?

Dean: Oh, big party.

Lindsey: Oh.

Matt: Yeah, Rachel's having a few people over.

Lindsey: People? And she invited Dean?

Dean: That's very cute, Lindsey. Very good. Right on the nose.

Matt: No, no, no, no, no. I'm bringing Dean. Kind of mend fences, you know?

Dean: But she knows I'm coming, right? Felicia knows that.

Matt: Yes, I cleared it with her. Hey, listen, why don't you come along? One more group date for old time's sake.

Lindsey: How many people will be there?

Matt: I don't know, but one more to Felicia -- it's no big deal.

Lindsey: Ok. Put my name on the list.

Dean: Yeah, I bet Jenna's going to really enjoy that.

Frankie: What are you doing down here?

Cass: I was -- was letting you sleep. You looked so peaceful. You really didn't get much rest in San Antonio.

Frankie: No, not much.

Cass: Why don't you go back to bed, baby? Pamper yourself.

Frankie: I wouldn't be able to sleep all alone. I had a bad dream.

Cass: What was it about?

Frankie: Oh, it -- it was just crazy. We were -- we were on a tropical island, lying in the sand, kissing, about to make love.

Cass: Doesn't sound bad to me so far.

Frankie: We -- all of a sudden you were gone. I -- I went -- went looking for you in the jungle. I -- I felt totally lost, and no matter how hard I looked for you, I couldn't find you. You were gone.

Cass: Why would I ever leave you? I love you. I want you to know that. Even in your dreams, especially the bad ones.

Frankie: I love you, too.

Cass: I would never leave you, ever.

I was just about to write you a note.

Frankie: Yeah, where are you going?

Cass: To Felicia's, with business.

Frankie: Oh, well, when will you be back?

Cass: Soon.

Frankie: Good, I -- I have some plans for us that concern the fireplace.

Cass: I'll be there.

Frankie: I love you. But I said that already, didn't I?

Cass: As if I would ever get tired of hearing it. I love you, too, Mary Frances. I won't be gone long.

Matt: Why do I get the feeling you're trying to use me to get to my mother?

Paulina: Look, just forget it, all right?

Matt: Listen, I have been on your side ever since Mom brought you into this family.

Paulina: Well, don't do me any favors.

Matt: Obviously, there's some sort of problem between you and her.

Paulina: No kidding.

Matt: Look, if you hurt her, there's no way I'm going to bat for you.

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

Amanda: Are you talking about Ken?

Paulina: Yeah.

Amanda: She seems pretty adamant about keeping him out of her life.

Paulina: So he doesn't stand a chance?

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

Jamie: ...Too, Paulina?

Paulina: Jamie, why are you suddenly turning on me?

Jamie: Because you've lied to me before. You lied to me to get the job as Steven's nanny. And you lied about the extent of your relationship with Jake. And now it's obvious you're bothered about Ryan's questions about Jake and you won't tell the truth about that either.

Jamie: What are you doing?

Paulina: You scared me to death.

Jamie: I want an answer, Paulina.

Paulina: Well, just give me a second to catch my breath, will you? I -- I was just -- I was putting away the bottles in these boxes for Ronnie.

Jamie: The bottles in those boxes don't go in that locked closet.

Paulina: Oh, well, I guess I misunderstood.

Jamie: Only drugs that are controlled substances are locked in there. You can't go in there without a doctor's or nurse's supervision. May I have the keys, please?

Paulina: I was only trying to make a good impression on my first day. I mean, I know how thrilled you are that I'm working here.

Jamie: Where is Ronnie?

Paulina: Ronnie -- Ronnie left with an ambulance.

Jamie: Ambulance -- why, what happened?

Paulina: Some guy OD'd. She told me to refer any patients to 911 or have them wait.

Jamie: It's late. I'm going to grab my mail, and then I'm out of here.

Paulina, could you run this next door to Stacey's office for me? She needs to look at it.

Paulina: Yeah, sure.

Marley: I don't believe this. Where am I supposed to put all of these?

Man: Well, looks like there's plenty of room on the ceiling.

Marley: That's true. That's fine, you can -- you can just leave --

Man: No -- no, not yet.

Marley: Not yet? But I -- sir --

[Phone rings]

Marley: Hello?

Jamie: Just checking to see if my surprise arrived.

Marley: If it arrived? Jamie, it's taking up my entire apartment. I'm going to have to move out.

Jamie: You could always put some on the ceiling, I guess.

Marley: Yes, actually, the guy who just delivered them said that I could do that. And I'm going -- there's more?

Jamie: I thought they might remind you of the balloons in Nice. The promises we made.

Marley: You -- they're -- they're wonderful. You're so sweet. Thank you. Here -- hold on, Jamie. Thank you.

Jamie: Did they give you the card?

Marley: Oh, yes, I'm about to read it right now. "There are as many balloons as minutes until we're together tonight, and I'm counting each one."

[Knock on door]

Felicia: Way too early. Ok, ok. Hi.

Cass: Hi.

Felicia: You're early, honey.

Cass: Are you busy? Really, for what?

Felicia: Well, if anybody's going to be early, I'm glad it's you. Where's Frankie?

Cass: She's at home.

Felicia: She's not ill, is she?

Cass: No, she's just tired.

Felicia: But she's coming?

Cass: Here?

Felicia: Yes, here. This is where the party is tonight.

Cass: Party?

Felicia: Oh, Cass.

Cass: What -- oh, the party. Oh, that's tonight.

Felicia: The party to make Jenna feel at home.

Cass: Right, that party.

Felicia: Oh my God, what is it? Something's happened, something bad.

Cass: Do you think that people see what they want to see?

Felicia: I'm not sure what you mean.

Cass: Is it possible for someone's subconscious to want something so desperately that that someone can hallucinate?

Felicia: I assume that someone is a dear, personal friend of mine with the initials C.W.?

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: It's bad, isn't it? It's really bad.

Cass: I don't know. I think it's bad, but I guess that's good. But that makes it bad. But it might not be anything at all. I -- but -- if -- if I'm not hallucinating, then I'm --

Felicia: Honey, honey. What is it? What did you see?

Cass: I was looking at a videotape of people who visited Jake's room and I saw Kathleen.

Felicia: Your Kathleen?

Cass: What other Kathleen would I be talking about?

Felicia: I'm sorry. I'm just trying to -- well, I -- I don't even know what I'm trying to do. You think you saw Kathleen?

Cass: Yes.

Felicia: On a tape?

Cass: Yes. And that's why I'm asking about the subconscious wanting something so desperately that it could conjure up an hallucination.

Felicia: Well, I mean, you know, honey, anything is possible. But how could that be, huh?

Cass: There is a third possibility that I did actually see Kathleen. I figured it out on the way over here.

Felicia: How?

Cass: I'll tell you if you promise me that you'll do something.

Felicia: Anything.

Cass: Promise me that you'll tell me what to do if I'm not insane and really do have two wives.

Paulina: Jamie, these medications in this box -- should they be stacked together or --

Jamie: No, no, they should be separated by potency. Here, I'd better show you.

Paulina: I'm glad I asked. I could have made a horrible mistake. I mean, I know these pills can be dangerous.

Jamie: That's right, that's why you have to be very careful.

Paulina: Ronnie Lawrence told me about this woman who came into the hospital. It's just the other day. She had forgotten that she had taken some pills -- some sleeping pills and then she took some more and she was dead.

Jamie: It can happen, especially with massive dosages of archepan.

Paulina: Is -- is that what's in the closet?

Jamie: Yeah, it's one of the things.

Paulina: Would it kill me?

Jamie: Maybe not two or three, but a dozen could easily.

Paulina: It's scary.

Jamie: Some of the other drugs are much milder. But if you take too much of some of these, there might be some damage caused.

Paulina: I see. Well, I -- I'm glad we got that problem solved. This job is very important to me.

Jamie: Our deal is one week, Paulina. After that, I'll review your work around here, and I'll decide if you're going to be continuing.

Paulina: I know what the deal is, Jamie. Look, I'm going to prove to you --

Jamie: I'm -- I'm late. I'm going to finish the mail tomorrow.

Paulina: Yeah, sure, you do that, because Ronnie is going to be back, you know, real soon, and there's nobody in the waiting room anyhow, so --

Jamie: Ok, tell her I'll see her in the morning.

Paulina: Right. Jamie? Nothing, never mind. Hi, Ronnie.

Ronnie: Paulina, I'm back. You can go home now.

Felicia: All right, I think you need to tell me everything you know before I start speculating on what it is you should do.

Cass: She could be alive, Felicia.

Felicia: From a videotape?

Cass: No, not just that.

Felicia: Well, what else is there? Tell me.

Cass: I keep having these nightmares about the fact that I couldn't save Kathleen from that plane crash. All I knew was what they told me.

Felicia: And the pictures that Nick showed you from the plane.

Cass: But they weren't conclusive. We know that. And there was no body to identify.

Felicia: No one could have survived. There was nothing left of the plane.

Cass: What if Kathleen walked away from there before the fire was too intense? That -- that's possible, isn't it?

Felicia: I'm sure you saw a woman who looked a little like Kathleen.

Cass: No, she looked a lot like her!

Felicia: I think you're dealing with your guilt again, that's all.

Cass: Well, why would it come to the surface now?

Felicia: I don't know. I don't know. I'm just trying to make sense out of all of this.

Cass: I know, I'm sorry. I know. So am I. What about the time that I was -- I got sick in that rainstorm, and then I wound up in the gazebo?

Felicia: Right, and you imagined you saw Kathleen then, too.

Cass: Did I imagine it?

Felicia: But you know that it was Frankie that was with you.

Cass: Was it? The whole time?

Felicia: Honey, you were delirious, remember?

Cass: Kathleen seemed so real to me.

Felicia: I know.

Cass: What if she was very badly hurt and then hidden away?

Felicia: I don't know.

Cass: Who knows? But the more I think about it, she might have been -- she might have been brainwashed in some way. She could have been taken away, held against her will.

Felicia: Cass, I think you're getting carried away here. What I mean is, nobody could have survived that crash. I mean, that's -- that's really a stretch. And now, you -- you believe that maybe she was held hostage by someone?

Cass: Felicia, I saw her! It wasn't somebody else. It was her. All right? And now I'm just trying to figure out how that could happen.

Felicia: Ok, I know. Come on, come here. Let's sit down, all right? We'll just sit down together. And let's -- let's just try very hard to think about all of this, ok?

Cass: You -- I'm all thought out.

Felicia: Ok, ok. What I think -- I think what you said when you first came in is really on the money.

Cass: What?

Felicia: That sometimes people see things that they really want to see.

Cass: But I wasn't even thinking about Kathleen. Why would I -- let alone want to see her.

Felicia: I think you saw a woman. I don't doubt that. And she probably looked a lot like Kathleen. You know, they say everybody's got a double. So let's just say that this woman is a dead ringer for Kathleen. Cass, it can't be Kathleen.

Cass: No way.

Felicia: What? You brought it with you.

Cass: I figured I better get it out of the house. Now, tell me what you see.

Frankie: Hi, baby.

Cass's voice: I love you, Frankie. I'll always love you.

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

Frankie's voice: Three gold what?

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

Frankie: Why are you here?

Kathleen: Why would I not be in my own castle?

Frankie: This is my house.

Kathleen: This is Cass's castle, is it not? Well, my castle is m my husband's castle.

Frankie: Cass is my husband.

Kathleen: Oh, dear, dear Frankie. We know better than that, don't we?

Kathleen: Cass fell in love with me first. He married me first. And need I remind you, we were never divorced. Thus, therefore and heretofore, I am Mrs. Winthrop, and this is my castle. Sorry, house. And you -- well, I'm not sure where that leaves you. Outside, perhaps?

Frankie: This is my house. My --


Kathleen: Temper, temper, temper. It's not a question of ownership, Mary Frances. Let us forget for a moment my prior claim to Cass. Let us instead imagine that we meet him at the same time. Now, who do you think he would choose? Try to be honest.

Frankie: Why are you doing this?

Kathleen: I'm afraid I have to because you did not tell Cass the truth.

Frankie: Oh, I don't know what the truth is.

Kathleen: Don't try my patience. You know what you are, Mary Frances? An understudy. A lady in waiting. For me, the greatest love Cass has ever known. Ask anybody.

Frankie: No. No!

Oh, God.

Cass: That's all you have to say?

Felicia: Her hair was blonde.

Cass: It could be a wig.

Felicia: Honey, I agree it looked like Kathleen. But there is no dead certainty. No, the tape was too fuzzy.

Cass: Maybe you want it to be fuzzy just like you say I want it to be Kathleen.

Felicia: I didn't say that, you did.

Cass: Would you just check with your chef, or whatever it is you have to do with him, and let's go back and look at the stupid tape?

Felicia: Let me check this.

Matt: Hey, how you guys doing?

Cass: Hey, Matt.

Felicia: Hey, sweetie. You're coming tonight, aren't you?

Matt: Yeah, that's what I want to talk to you about.

Felicia: Oh, no, don't tell me. You can't make it.

Matt: Oh, no, no, no, no. I am coming.

Felicia: Oh, good.

Matt: I -- I just wanted to make sure if I could bring another friend.

Felicia: Oh, of course. You know you don't have to ask me that. The more the merrier.

Matt: Great, that's what I thought.

Felicia: Good.

Matt: See you tonight.

Felicia: Ok.

Matt: You too, Cass.

Cass: Yeah, Matt.

Felicia: Oh, come on, honey. Now, you know it's not going to do any good at all to look at that tape again.

Cass: No, no, it isn't.

Felicia: Ok. What then?

Cass: You're right. It's just wishful thinking on my part. It's just somebody that looked an awful lot like Kathleen. And that's what I'm going to tell Frankie.

Felicia: Why? Why do you have to tell her?

Cass: Hey, I've discovered the -- the virtues to telling the truth, especially to your spouse.

Felicia: Cass, this is not Kathleen on the tape. It's not going to do Frankie any good at all to tell her something that isn't even possible.

Cass: I love Frankie. I can't hide things from her.

Dean: Are you ok? What's going on, Frankie? I heard you yelling. Are you -- you're not in the middle of some wacky new mantra, are you?

Frankie: It could become one.

Dean: You see? You see what happens when you mess with these crazy cards, do you? What did you see this time?

Frankie: It's not what I saw, it's what I didn't see.

Dean: Yeah? I tell you something, it's -- it's nothing but superstitious garbage, you know that? I learned that from my father. That is --

Frankie: Oh, your father knows all about tarot cards, I presume.

Dean: Well, no, but he -- he -- he was a terrible gambler, and he did all those things. He carried rabbit's feet and he'd wear lucky socks and he'd walk through doors backwards. All he ever did was lose. At cards, at life. And besides, you and Winthrop -- you got -- you got it all, Frankie. You got love, you got respect, you got a great house here, you got a good life. I mean, how many people you know could say that?

Frankie: We don't lie to each other.

Dean: Damn straight.

Frankie: Damn straight.

Dean: Damn straight.

Frankie: Hey, Dean, what's with you, man? Are you getting values or something, huh?

Dean: Oh, I wouldn't say that. You are a little crazy. Well, not crazy, just -- Frankie, you're crushing my spinal cord, thank you. You ok?

Frankie: Yeah.

Jamie: You look so beautiful.

Marley: You make me feel that way.

Jamie: Do you know that every person in this restaurant turned to look at you when you walked in?

Marley: How do you know they weren't looking at you?

Jamie: Because --

Marley: Because? Hey, sweetie, you're not exactly chopped liver.

Jamie: [Laughs] It is hard to believe that we are actually together after all this time.

Marley: It's taken us so long to get to this point.

Jamie: Yesterday is history. Tonight we have each other and the rest of our lives to look forward to.

Felicia: Ok, we're back.

Cass: So, where did you put my coat?

Felicia: You're wearing it.

Cass: Oh, right, I knew that. So why the hell did I come back down here?

Felicia: Because you don't want to go home right now. You're stalling.

Cass: Right.

Felicia: And I think it's because you don't quite know how to approach Frankie.

Cass: Well -- well, I have to talk to her about it.

Felicia: Why? You don't have to say anything. You're the one who keeps telling me how insecure she is about your past with Kathleen.

Cass: I know, but --

Felicia: You really think that you're going to help her insecurities by telling her? No, what you need to do right now is to -- to show her you love her, and that you will love her forever.

Cass: I will, but --

Felicia: What do you think? Telling her you just bolted out of the house because you -- you might have seen Kathleen on a tape? You think that's going to be great for her ego?

Cass: You may be right, but I've got to tell her anyway.

Felicia: Oh, you don't ever hear a word I say to you.

Cass: I can't just drop this, Felicia.

Felicia: Why, why can't you?

Cass: Because there has to be some logical explanation for this.

Felicia: Honey, what is it you're trying to find out?

Cass: I don't know. But if I tell Frankie the truth, the whole story, that'll show her that I'm cool about it, and that therefore she has nothing to be afraid of, right?

Felicia: Right. I mean, she doesn't have anything to be afraid of, does she?

Cass: No.

Felicia: Well, I hope not.

Cass: No.

Felicia: I love her, and I love you. And I don't want a ghost to come between you.

Cass: She won't.

Felicia: This means you're not coming to my party?

Cass: Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I think we'd better pass.

Felicia: Ok. Look, give her my love, will you? More importantly, give her -- give her your love.

Cass: I will. Thank you.

Felicia: You're welcome.

Jenna: Did Cass go?

Felicia: Yeah. Oh, honey, look at you. Oh, you look gorgeous.

Jenna: I do?

Felicia: Yes.

Jenna: Thanks for helping me.

Felicia: You're welcome. Oh, I'm telling you, Matthew is going to be thunderstruck.

Jenna: Oh, I hope so. And thanks for inviting him.

Felicia: You're welcome.

[Knock at door]

Felicia: Let me go see who that is.

Jenna: Ok.

Felicia: Dean.

Dean: Hi.

Felicia: Well, I see you've taken up knocking on doors.

Dean: Yeah.

Felicia: Mm-hmm. Well, you're the first one to arrive.

Dean: Oh, yeah? Matt -- Matt's not here yet?

Felicia: No, otherwise I wouldn't have said, "you're the first one." Right, come on in.

Dean: Hi.

Jenna: Hi, Dean.

Dean: Well, listen, before anybody else shows up, I think that I should ap -- apologize to you.

Felicia: Well, that would be nice.

Dean: 'Cause I didn't mean any harm to anybody when I broke into your place, so --

Felicia: What -- what exactly did you mean?

Dean: I -- I -- I wanted to be noticed. I -- I wanted -- want somebody to listen to my music.

Felicia: Well, you certainly were noticed, so at least you accomplished half your mission.

Dean: Yeah, but I -- I went about it all wrong, so --

Felicia: Yeah, you could say that.

Dean: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Felicia: Thank you. It's very nice of you.

Dean: Well, thank you. Thank you for knowing I'm sorry.

Felicia: Ok, enough with the apologies. For heaven's sake, say hello to Jenna. She's the girl you scared half to death.

Dean: I'm sorry.

Jenna: He already did.

Felicia: Doesn't she look beautiful?

Jenna: Felicia.

Dean: Yeah, well, I'm -- I'm at a loss for words, but, yeah, you look -- she's beautiful.

Felicia: She is.

Dean: Like one of those -- those dolls that are on the cable TV when you watch it. And they -- you order stuff for free, and they give you the doll for free, like --

Felicia: He's such a poet, isn't he?

Dean: You know what I'm talking about?

[Doorbell rings]

Dean: No, all right.

Felicia: Thank goodness, saved by the bell. Why don't you get it? I'm sure it must be someone.

Matt: Hey.

Jenna: Hi.

Matt: Jenna, you look great.

Lindsey: Yes, really cute, oh.

Matt: Hi, Felicia. A little vino?

Felicia: Oh, thank you, honey.

Matt: Well, Lindsey, here she is.

Lindsey: Nice to meet you again, Ms. Gallant.

Felicia: You, too, Lindsey.

Marley: Remember when you suggested that we run away to Nice and start our lives together?

Jamie: I certainly do.

Marley: I couldn't believe it.

Jamie: Why?

Marley: I couldn't believe that you were willing to give up your life here and your career to be with me.

Jamie: You are my life, Marley. Don't you know that yet?

Waiter: Excuse me.

Jamie: Yes?

Waiter: Is there something wrong with the food?

Jamie: No, not at all. Just something very right with the seat. Could you take the plates, please?

Waiter: Very well. May I show you our dessert menu?

Marley: Uh-uh. I think we'll have dessert someplace else.

Ronnie: Right, I'll tell Dr. Frame as soon as I see him. Yeah, I'll tell him that, too. Unbelievable.

Paulina: Message for Jamie?

Ronnie: Talk about lucky, I'm telling you.

Paulina: Who was that?

Ronnie: Well, that was Jake McKinnon's doctor. He was calling to consult with Jamie about Jake's condition, which seems to be rapidly improving.

Paulina: He's coming out of his coma?

Ronnie: Well, he's responding to stimuli. That's a major improvement. It could be as soon as this weekend.

Paulina: Well, that is good news.

Ronnie: Yeah, for Jake anyway. Look, I'm going to go in the back and turn off the lights.

Well, I think we've put in a long enough day. I know I have.

Paulina: Yeah, I'm feeling a little tired myself.

Ronnie: Thanks for staying around, Paulina. You've been good company.

Paulina: I was glad to do it.

Cass: That's just great.

We need to talk.

Marley: It's over.

Jamie: What is over?

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