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Another World Transcript Tuesday 1/30/07

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Iris: The only possible reason I can conjure up for being summoned to your fake death bed is that you've finally come to your senses.

Paulina: What?

Iris: Have you realized that Rachel is the only poor sap in the whole family who believes a word that you're ‑‑

Rachel: Well, here's the poor sap now.

Iris: Rachel, I didn't realize you were here.

Rachel: Obviously. Lovely, aren't they?

Paulina: Oh, they're beautiful. I'll have to call Matthew and thank him.

Iris: This is all a little nauseating, so ‑‑

Rachel: Paulina didn't call you; I did.

Iris: You did? Why?

Rachel: I want the bickering to stop.

Iris: What are you talking about?

Rachel: Paulina just may be part of our family, Iris. It's time we got used to the fact.

Iris: Rachel, Jake McKinnon is about to come out of his coma. You can't do anything until he tells us the truth.

Rachel: What does Jake have to do with Paulina being part of the family?

Iris: Would you like to tell her, Paulina? Or shall I?

Sharlene: Hi.

Frankie: Hi. Can I come in?

Sharlene: Yeah, come on in. I was just expecting someone else.

Frankie: Oh. Where's the baby?

Sharlene: Sleeping, finally.

Frankie: Sharlene, can we talk? I don't know what else to do.

Sharlene: Put your coat down. I'll get some tea.

Frankie: Sharlene, everything is falling apart.

Sharlene: Oh, no, darling. It didn't ‑‑ it didn't go well when you told Cass?

Frankie: What?

Sharlene: When you told him that Kathleen is alive.

Frankie: I didn't tell him.

Sharlene: What?

Frankie: I tried to, but I couldn’t=t.

Sharlene: Why not?

Frankie: Because he's left me. That's why.

Cass: Damn answering machines. Frankie, honey, it's me. I was hoping I'd catch you at home. Is this your meditation minute? Anyway... I had to go out of town for a client. I know it was sudden. I love you. I'm sorry about our fight. I'll be back tomorrow. I'll tell you about my trip when I get back.

I love you, Frankie.

Kathleen, how can you be alive?

Man: Sisters in silence, mother in jail. Join me, Connie Kaminsky, on "Inside Look" tonight at 7:30. Did that work? Keep rolling, keep rolling. Mr. Hudson.

Michael: Go to hell, Connie.

Connie: Sisters in silence, mother in jail, husband on a rampage. That was Michael Hudson, estranged husband of the accused, Donna Love Hudson. He's obviously here to be with his wife when her sentence is passed down. Mrs. Hudson admitted to shooting her lover, Jake McKinnon, only after her own daughter stood trial for the same crime for weeks. Is that a "by," guys?

Stacey: Michael went to find Cass. He thinks he should be here. Did you have a chance to look that over? It's a power of attorney agreement that we talked about. Look, you haven't changed your mind, have you?

Donna: I'm going to prison today, Stacey.

Stacey: I'm pretty confident that the Judge will be lenient with your sentencing.

Donna: Are you?

Stacey: Why are you angry with me?

Donna: I just want to ask you one question. Stacey, if the Judge is lenient, do you think it'll give you enough time to seduce my husband and take him away from me for good?

Stacey: We've got a lot of information to process, Donna. And frankly, we don't have time to talk about personal ‑‑

Donna: Don't talk to me about time. I'm the one who doesn't have any more of it ‑‑

Stacey: Donna ‑‑

Donna: Everything that matters to me has been taken away from me ‑‑ everything. Now I want to know what your plan is.

Stacey: I haven't got any plan.

Donna: The only thing that's unsettled in my life is how long the Judge has decided to keep me in prison. And once that's done, there's not going to be too much for me to look forward to.

Stacey: Donna ‑‑

Donna: I'd like to be able to ‑‑

Stacey: Are you going to sign that power of attorney agreement?

Donna: Just think of all the lovely private conferences you can have with Michael ‑‑

Stacey: Why are you doing this now? I thought you were satisfied with the way I handled this case.

Donna: You must be pretty satisfied, too. You've gotten everything you want. You took my son away from me, and now you're going after my husband.

Stacey: Fine. We're obviously not going to get anywhere until you've said your peace. So why don't you just go for it?

Donna: I know who you are, Stacey. You pretend to be so self-righteous and so concerned, but everything you do is a deliberate calculation to get what you want.

Stacey: You lost Michael all by yourself, Donna.

Donna: And you're as bad as I am. How long have you known?

Stacey: Known what?

Donna: That you want Michael. Since the custody trial?

Stacey: Oh, come on. This is ridiculous.

Donna: I don't even think Michael knows what's going on yet, Stacey. He's very vulnerable right now. He feels betrayed and lonely and you're just waiting to offer him comfort and understanding.

Stacey: And, Donna, you are very miserable and very scared right now, and I don't blame you. But I don't have to stand here and take it.

Donna: It's all right. They're coming to take me away to a jail cell any minute now. And then you can really start to seduce my husband.

Stacey: Just stop it. Stop it now, Donna.

Sharlene: Frankie, did Cass tell you he was leaving?

Frankie: No.

Sharlene: All right, all right. So just for Pete's sake, Frankie, speaking ‑‑

Frankie: I know he's still mad at me. And then he gets up and leaves town on the day that Donna is going to be sentenced. That is completely out of character.

Sharlene: Maybe he left you a note and you missed it.

Frankie: Oh, I have combed that entire house. There is no note. I keep hoping to find a message on my answering machine.

Sharlene: There you go. Now something ‑‑ what?

Frankie: Sharlene, how am I going to tell him?

Sharlene: Sweetheart, I don't know. All I do know is that you have to do it soon. You know, I think there's one thing that you haven't thought of.

Frankie: What? Tell me, please.

Sharlene: If Kathleen is alive ‑‑

Frankie: No "if." She is.

Sharlene: All right, all right. Cass is not going to be too thrilled with her for doing this to him.

Frankie: I know, but ‑‑

Sharlene: Ok? He's going to feel very hurt by what she's done to him. And he's going to feel very glad that he found you. Cass loves you. Now tell me you know that.

Frankie: I do know that, Sharlene, but there is one thing Kathleen has over me.

Sharlene: And what is that?

Frankie: She was there first.

Sharlene: Oh, darling. That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Frankie: Oh, is it?

Sharlene: Of course it is.

Frankie: I don't know if I can compete with his memories of her, Sharlene. That was hard enough to do when I thought she was dead.

Sharlene: Well, I don't think you're giving Cass enough credit.

Frankie: He doesn't have any out‑of‑town clients. I'm sure of it.

Sharlene: So maybe Michael sent him off or flew him off to Utah or something like that. He does that jet‑setter sort of thing all the time.

Frankie: Michael is looking for Cass as we speak. There are three messages on my machine from him.

Sharlene: Oh.

Frankie: He wants Cass at Donna's sentencing. See what I mean?

Sharlene: Look, Frankie, please. Listen. Would you just have faith in Cass and trust yourself a little bit, too, ok?

Frankie: I don't know how to do that.

Sharlene: Since when?

Frankie: Since my husband's wife came back from the dead, ok?

Sharlene: Frankie, you are your husband's wife. You are his love.

Frankie: If he finds out that Kathleen is alive, he's not going to...

Sharlene: He's going to feel very hurt and he's going to feel real shocked. He's going to be extremely glad that he found you. This is not the fighter I used to know.

Frankie: I feel like I'm back in high school, you know. And I'm ugly and gawky, and the coolest girl in school is after my boyfriend.

Sharlene: Or as I used to hear in therapy, that is a feeling. It's not a fact. You have to know the difference, Frankie. Am I helping?

Frankie: You always do.

Sharlene: Oh, honey. [Mumbles] Oh. I got somebody coming over.

Frankie: Oh, ok, I'm gone.

Sharlene: I ‑‑ but I ‑‑

Frankie: It's ok. Give Gregory a kiss from me.

Sharlene: I'll do it.

Frankie: Thank you, ok?

Sharlene: Oh, honey, thank you. And listen, just go home and wait for Cass to call. And trust him. And, Frankie, please. Trust your love.

Frankie: Ok.

Kathleen: How's Jake?

Joe: Better. Much better.

Kathleen: Is he awake?

Joe: Well, not yet. But from what I can gather, the doctors think that may happen any minute.

Kathleen: Then he can tell us who shot him.

Joe: The Hudson woman shot him.

Kathleen: I told you, I don't believe that.

Joe: She confessed, Kathleen.

Kathleen: Have they said whether or not he'll be able to remember anything?

Joe: I didn't ask.

Kathleen: Joe, I have to find out if he was shot because of me.

Joe: This is crazy.

Kathleen: I don't think so.

Joe: I should have never, never, never let you get us into this.

Kathleen: Everything is fine, Joe. We left Texas. Frankie will never find us here.

Joe: What about her husband, your ex?

Kathleen: Will you stop this? Now, you were the one that told me that nobody would get hurt. Now Jake is shot. I have to find out if it was because of me.

Joe: If it was because of you, which I highly doubt, there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

Kathleen: Yes, there is.

Joe: Like what?

Kathleen: Like make sure that nobody else in my family gets hurt.

Joe: And how are you going to do that?

Kathleen: I don't know.

Joe: Oh, maybe by telling him?

Kathleen: Him who?

Joe: I wish you would stop playing games with me. Because it's become very obvious that the only reason you went to Bay City was so you could get a glimpse of him ‑‑ Cass Winthrop.

Kathleen: You know, Joe, I really, really don't want to have this conversation.

Joe: Neither do I. But I'm just wondering if we're going to go through the rest of our lives with you pining for your ex‑husband.

Kathleen: I have told you and I have told you that I don't love Cass anymore.

Joe: I know this is bound to be difficult on you.

Kathleen: I really don't think you do.

Joe: You agreed to let go of your past.

Kathleen: I agreed to a lot of things I'm not sure of anymore.

Joe: Kathleen... now, let me help you. It's ok. It's all right.

Taylor: You are welcome, Rachel.

Dr. Young is wonderful and I'm sure you're going to be very comfortable with her.

Paulina: Well, thank you, Dr. Benson, but I'm not sure that I want to see a therapist right now.

Iris: Not even to talk about Jake?

Taylor: I'm sorry?

Iris: Oh, Paulina knows what I mean.

Taylor: Call her, Paulina.

Paulina: I'll think about it. Promise.

Taylor: All right.

Rachel: Thank you for coming by.

Taylor: You're welcome, Rachel. Would you urge her to speak with someone?

Rachel: I'll do what I can.

Iris: May I leave now?

Rachel: No, we haven't finished talking, Iris.

Iris: But I don't want to talk.

Rachel: Well, then, you can listen. I want to clear up a couple of things.

Iris: What you want is for me to accept Paulina over here as my long‑lost baby sister. And I will do that when hell freezes over.

Rachel: Iris.

Iris: No, I mean it, Rachel. You can buy this pathetic little routine if you want to, but don't demand that I do.

Rachel: Well, we certainly know where we stand, don't we?

Iris: Yes. Are you blind? Can't you see that she faked this whole thing just to get your sympathy?

Paulina: That's not true.

Iris: Oh? Then why are you refusing to see a psychiatrist? Don't people who overdose usually seek professional help?

Paulina: I made a mistake, I had a ‑‑

Iris: Look, I don't want to hear about it. I don't want to know about it. It doesn't concern me. It doesn't matter. Because I will never, ever change the way I feel about you.

Rachel: Feel however you want, Iris. Just keep your opinions to yourself.

Iris: You know, you're off your rocker?

Rachel: Iris.

Iris: Ok, ok. I'll keep my opinions to myself.

Rachel: Good.

Iris: But don't, don't come to me for understanding when you finally learn the truth about her.

Paulina: There's nothing to come out.

Iris: Oh. Is that why all the color drained out of your face when you heard that Jake was coming out of his coma?

Rachel: What could Jake say that would hurt Paulina?

Iris: Jake knows all kinds of tidbits about all kinds of people. And as soon as he wakes up, I've got the feeling he's going to sing like a bird.

Paulina: Jake can't hurt me anymore.

Iris: Jake hasn't even started.

Rachel: Iris.

Iris: It's all right. I'm going. Besides, I was getting a little suffocated in here anyway.

Grant: Iris. How is Paulina?

Iris: Alive.

Grant: What?

Iris: Sometimes things work out so badly, don't they?

Taylor: So, congressman, hasn't taken very long for your heart to heal.

Grant: What happened to Paulina?

Taylor: I'm not at liberty to discuss patients with you, Grant. Now, you must remember that from Sharlene?

Grant: All right, I'll just find somebody who will talk to me.

Taylor: So, it's true, then. You have given up on Sharlene.

Grant: Yes, I have, Dr. Benson. Now you can try and get John Hudson all by yourself.

Judy: Hey, Sharly, I'm so glad to see you're feeling better.

Sharlene: Hey, Judy, come on in.

Judy: Hey, look, I'm real sorry about what happened that night down at the warehouse. You getting locked in and all.

Sharlene: Yeah. You were supposed to meet me down there.

Judy: Yeah. But my old man, he had different plans for me. You remember what that's like, don't you?

Sharlene: Yeah. You know, you said you had some information about Donna Hudson, something that could help her.

Judy: Hey. It didn't pan out. Turned out it was just stupid talk on the street.

Sharlene: So I really didn't need to go there at all.

Judy: Oh, yeah. I feel just terrible about it. I'm just sorry.

Sharlene: Look, that's ok. It wasn't your fault. Was it?

Judy: No way. Hey, I didn't know she was going to ‑‑ hey, I'm just so glad that you're ok. And the baby. Hey, Sharly, this place is more homey.

Sharlene: Thanks. We like it.

Judy: Where's the baby?

Sharlene: Sleeping.

Judy: Well, I hope he wakes up before I go. I love babies.

Sharlene: Look, Judy.

Judy: Yeah?

Sharlene: I hope you don't take this the wrong way.

Judy: I got thick skin.

Sharlene: Yeah, I know.

Judy: It's a job requirement. Right, Sharly?

Sharlene: I like to be called Sharlene.

Judy: Since when? Hey, you got an ashtray?

Sharlene: No, I don’t.

Judy: You quit smoking?

Sharlene: No, I never s ‑‑ the baby ‑‑ I never ‑‑

Judy: Oh, right. Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking.

Sharlene: No, it's all right. Judy, look. I really don't remember the last time we talked.

Judy: You don't? Hell. Sharly, we talked for hours. You remember, at Ruby's?

Sharlene: Ruby's?

Judy: Right down on the waterfront. It was right before you had the kid.

Sharlene: No.

Judy: Sure it was.

Sharlene: No. No, that doesn't make sense.

Judy: It doesn't?

Sharlene: No, look. Judy, there's something I have to tell you. I have never seen you before. I've never been to a place called Ruby's. And I have no idea how you know all that you know about me. I think you need to know a little bit more about who I used to be.

Stacey: Donna, I am not interested in Michael. I work for him and we've become friends because of that.

Donna: And when do you plan on taking this friendship to ‑‑ excuse me. To the next level?

Stacey: Can we just cut this now?

Donna: Stacey, he showers in your apartment. You found him a place to live. You were with him when Sharlene came home from the hospital. Don't treat me like I'm stupid.

Stacey: I can't believe this.

Donna: I don't blame you if you're falling in love with him. I know what there is to love about Michael.

Stacey: I am not in love with Michael. I am not after Michael.

Donna: And he would make a wonderful husband to you.

Stacey: I am not after your husband, Donna.

Donna: Do you expect me to believe that?

Stacey: You believe whatever you like. But my personal life is none of your business, all right?

Donna: It is if you plan to share it with Michael. I deserve to know if I've lost him to you.

Stacey: You never lost Michael. You never lost your husband and you never lost your children. You threw them away. And you have no one to blame but yourself, Donna. If you like, I can arrange for you to have another attorney present. Because I know you don't want someone standing beside you who you hate. Plus it might postpone your sentencing by a week or so. What do you want to do, Donna? It's your choice.

Cass' voice: I'm sorry about our fight. I'll be home tomorrow. I'll tell you about my trip when I get back. I love you, Frankie.

Frankie: I'm so glad you're home.

Cass: [Chuckling] Oh. Hey, hey. You didn't think I'd leave you.

Frankie: There is something I have to tell you.

Cass: Well?

Frankie: I found out that Kathleen is alive. It's true, Cass. I've spoken to her.

Cass: You have?

Frankie: She survived the crash and decided to start a new life without you.

Cass: I ‑‑ I don't ‑‑

Frankie: I've known for weeks, Cass. I didn't know how to tell you.

Cass: Because you were afraid.

Frankie: I didn't want to lose you.

Cass: You thought I'd go back to Kathleen? Come here. Come here, Frankie. My life with Kathleen is in the past.

Frankie: Then you understand why I couldn't tell you.

Cass: Will you finally believe me now when I say I want to be with you? And no one else?

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Frankie, hi.

Frankie: Michael, hi.

Michael: Is Cass here?

Frankie: No.

Michael: Where is he? I called his office and I just got a machine.

Frankie: He's out of town.

Michael: What?

Frankie: He won't be back until tomorrow.

Michael: Donna's sentencing is in an hour.

Frankie: Yes, I know. And I'm really sorry. I know he told you he would be there.

Michael: Where is he?

Frankie: I don't know.

Michael: What do you mean, you don't know? Is everything all right?

Frankie: Yes, yes. Everything's fine. I'm just sorry that he won't be there for you.

Michael: Well, so am I. I mean ‑‑ well, Stacey’s Donna's lawyer, I mean, she's ok. But I thought Cass would want to be there after all he did for Marley and Vicky.

Frankie: Now, they're not going to be at the sentencing, are they?

Michael: No, no. They're not coming anywhere near the place.

Frankie: I wasn't sure you were going to be there either.

Michael: She's my wife.

Frankie: Maybe I should go with you.

Michael: No, Frankie, that's ok. You don't have to do that, really.

Frankie: Yes, I know I don't have to, but I would like to.

Michael: Did Cass say anything about what he expects the Judge to give Donna?

Frankie: Yes. He said that he thought maybe he would go easy on her. She's not a threat to society or anything.

Michael: She had a really tough time in jail the other night. I don't know how she would make it through prison.

Frankie: I know it means a lot to her that you're going to be there.

Michael: Well, it may be the last time we'll see each other. My life with Donna is over.

Rachel: Obviously, you were upset, Paulina. Otherwise you wouldn't have taken what you did.

Paulina: You're right.

Rachel: So... you were trying to figure out who you are.

Paulina: I know who I am. I just don't know how to convince you.

Rachel: Paulina, I understand that you are upset about all of this. But you have to give me the same courtesy. I've been through a lot, too. It's going to take me a long time before I believe anything.

Paulina: I know.

Rachel: You get some rest now. And I think it would be a very good idea if you got some professional help.

Paulina: Thanks, Rachel.

Rachel: And don't worry about Iris. She feels threatened by you.

Paulina: By me? What could I possibly do to her?

Rachel: Iris doesn't like sharing her father with anyone. Not his money. And not his memory.

Paulina: If you believe in me, I can do anything.

Rachel: Well, I'll call you later.

Grant: Hi.

Paulina: Grant.

Grant: I wanted to bring you some champagne, but I thought they'd probably kick me out of here.

Paulina: I wasn't sure that I'd see you again.

Grant: Why? Because I hate hospitals?

Paulina: Do you know why I'm here?

Grant: You look so beautiful.

Paulina: Oh. You can't be serious.

Grant: Yes, I am.

Grant: What's wrong? Paulina, why are you here?

Paulina: I was having some problems sleeping.

Grant: Well, I knew that you were run down, but ‑‑

Paulina: No, it was more than being run down. I did this to myself.

Grant: Yeah. I'm listening.

Paulina: The reason I moved out of the Cory house, the real reason, was because Rachel found out that I had lied to her.

Grant: About what?

Paulina: What I knew about my father when I came here.

Grant: Are you lying about being a Cory?

Paulina: No. I'm not. But Rachel is having some trouble believing it because I came here under false pretenses.

Grant: But I just saw Rachel in the hallway. She seemed very concerned about you.

Paulina: Did she say anything to you?

Grant: Just that you would have to tell me.

Paulina: The other night I was having some trouble sleeping. I hadn't in a long time. I was very worried about what was going to happen with Rachel. I took some prescription tranquilizers from the clinic. I took one when I got home. And it didn't do anything. It just made me drowsy. So I took some more. I thought it was later than it was. I ‑‑ I don't know, it was pretty awful.

Grant: What, it was an overdose?

Paulina: What I didn't know was I was allergic to the pills. I started having trouble breathing.

Grant: Paulina, you could have died.

Paulina: I didn't mean to hurt myself. I swear. I wasn't going to tell you, but I just don't want any lies anymore. All it's done is brought me trouble.

Grant: I don't know what to say.

Paulina: Well, you don't have to say anything. I lied to Rachel. I lied to you.

Grant: So it seems.

Paulina: So now that you know the truth about me, do you still want to see me?

Donna: No. I don't want another attorney.

Stacey: Donna, this is ridiculous. It's obvious that you can't stand to be in the same room with me.

Donna: That is correct.

Stacey: Well, how am I supposed to represent you?

Donna: In a few minutes, the Judge is going to come through that door and send me off to prison. You get to go home and comfort my husband over dinner. What difference does it make who my attorney is?

Stacey: I am sorry that you feel that way.

Donna: No you're not. I need some air. Hi, Frankie. What are you doing here?

Man: You owe me.

Donna: I'm going to give you the money that you're owed. I don't need your help after today.

Man: Yeah, I wanted to be sure I'd see you ‑‑

Donna: You're going to get the money that's owed to you.

Man: I'd better, lady.

Donna: You're going to leave town as soon as you get it, right?

Man: Nothing to keep me here.

Donna: Go home and wait. The money's on the way.

Connie: Mrs. Hudson, what do you think your sentence will be?

Donna: Leave me alone.

Connie: Will your husband and you be separating?

Donna: Leave me alone.

Connie: Mrs. Hudson, I need ‑‑

Donna: Right on time.

Judge Woods: Please be seated. I've arranged to hold this proceeding here in my chambers to avoid the circus atmosphere that has gone hand in hand with this case from the start. Is your husband joining us today, Mrs. Winthrop?

Frankie: No, your honor, he's not.

Stacey: I will be representing Mrs. Hudson, your honor.

Judge Woods: Let's get on with this then, shall we? Are you prepared to hear your sentence, Mrs. Hudson?

Stacey: Yes, she is, your honor.

Judge Woods: The charges against you, Mrs. Hudson, are aggravated assault, obstruction of justice, illegal use of a deadly weapon. Do you realize the consequence of a guilty plea to these charges?

Donna: Yes, I do.

Judge Woods: You also understand by your entering of a guilty plea to these charges, you waive the right to a jury trial and the right to an appeal in this or any other court of law?

Donna: Yes.

Judge Woods: You made this decision freely and of your own will and without coercion?

Donna: Yes, I have.

Judge Woods: Any statement you would like to make on your own defense.

Donna: I would like to say that I am sorry for what this has done to my family.

Judge Woods: Is that all, Mrs. Hudson? Very well. Then I am prepared to pass sentence.

Judy: He was really crying for a while there, wasn't he?

Sharlene: He was just hungry, that's all. This is Gregory.

Judy: He's ‑‑ boy, he's so little, isn't he?

Sharlene: Why, he's put on three pounds since I had him.

Judy: He's awful cute.

Sharlene: Well, we like him. Hope I didn't seem rude before.

Judy: Oh, you weren’t.

Sharlene: Judy, you see ‑‑ I used to be very sick. I had some severe emotional problems. And that's when I used to call myself Sharly. That's when I used to ‑‑ when I used to make my living like you do.

Judy: Uh‑huh.

Sharlene: And I don't remember a lot of what happened when I was Sharly. Do you understand?

Judy: I think so.

Sharlene: But I'm better now.

Judy: I can see that.

Sharlene: And so when you said that I talked with you just before I had Gregory, I have no memory of that at all.

Judy: I see.

Sharlene: And maybe it did happen. I forgot things a lot. And maybe I had a memory lapse a few weeks ago. But that's over. I have Gregory now. And I'm home with my husband, and the person you used to know as Sharly, that's ‑‑ that person, she's gone.

Judy: I'm sorry.

Sharlene: It's all right. You couldn't have known. And, you know, I'm sorry I don't remember knowing you. Because I like you.

Judy: Hey. Can I ask you a question? You could say no if you want.

Sharlene: Sure.

Judy: Can I hold him for a minute?

Sharlene: Sure you can hold him. Here. Just watch his neck. Ok.

Judy: Hello. He's so cute.

Sharlene: You're real good with a baby.

Judy: He's smiling. He's smiling at me. Hi, sweetie.

Sharlene: He likes you.

Judy: You really gave up the life on your own?

Sharlene: I had a lot of support from my family. But the choice was mine, yeah. Oh, gosh, Judy, it's your life. No one can tell you how to live it.

Judy: I guess that's true.

Sharlene: I don't like to look back.

Judy: I should have never come by here.

Sharlene: Judy, you know, I love who I am now. I just don't like to look back on how it used to be. I don't like to think about what I was.

Judy: Oh. I don't blame you. I guess I'd better get out of here, you know.

Sharlene: My husband's coming home soon.

Judy: I'll split.

Sharlene: You'll be ok?

Judy: Yeah, you kidding?

Sharlene: Look. You can get out of it, too, Judy.

Judy: What, and give up the glamorous life? Listen, you take care of yourself. Both of you, huh?

Sharlene: Yeah. You, too, ok?

Judy: Good‑bye, Sharlene. Bye, Gregory.

Grant: Don't you know how much I care about you?

Paulina: I'm not exactly an asset to somebody in politics.

Grant: Hey. Let me worry about that, ok?

Paulina: I'm nobody, Grant.

Grant: You think that's a problem for me?

Paulina: Some things could come out about me, things I've done.

Grant: What could possibly be so bad?

Paulina: Nothing, I guess.

Grant: Then what is there to worry about?

Paulina: I can't believe you're saying this to me.

Grant: Well, believe it. Hey, listen. I'm not such a great catch myself.

Paulina: I've caught you, have I?

Grant: Yeah. It's beginning to look that way, isn't it? Do you have to stay here tonight?

Paulina: The doctor said that I could leave anytime. I'm just not sure where I'm going to go.

Grant: To my place.

Paulina: Oh, come on, Grant.

Grant: Are you ‑‑ do you feel good enough to get out of bed?

Paulina: Well, I'm just a little tired.

Grant: Well, then lean on me. You can do that, can't you?

Paulina: Yeah, I think I could.

Grant: Good. Then that's exactly what we're going to do. You get dressed. We're going to leave all of this stuff behind us, all right? There's nothing to hold you here, is there?

Judge Woods: We all went through a costly, over-publicized trial for the shooting of Jake McKinnon. Your daughter, Mrs. Hudson, stood trial for that shooting. I saw you sitting behind her every single day in court. Not once did you step forward and tell us what you knew. Not once did any of us see a hint of the confession that was eventually to come from you. Because of that, any thought I may have had about leniency was forgotten. I considered it. I tried to imagine the burden you had to carry alone all those months. What I kept coming back to was the blatant self-interest you exhibited. You allowed your own daughter to suffer through a trial accused of shooting the man who had raped her. She suffered needlessly beyond the devastation of what he did to her. All because of your silence. In addition, the nature of this crime is brutal. The victim was left for dead. You made no effort to help him after you shot him. Your only motivation was to save yourself. You tried to escape the punishment you deserved. Well, those days are over, beginning now. You will be punished for inflicting bodily harm on another person. You will be punished for withholding evidence in a criminal case. As far as your punishment for nearly destroying the life of your daughter, a higher authority than myself will be your Judge.

Donna Love Hudson, you are to be sentenced to the maximum term permitted by law in this state ‑‑ five to 10 years in the state penitentiary, no opportunity for parole prior to three years served. Bailiff, take Mrs. Hudson into custody. This case is closed. [Bangs gavel]

Morgan: Kind of a rude awakening, isn't it?

Donna: Don't you ever give up?

Morgan: I know you're covering for someone. And I'm going to prove it.

Donna: You've got your conviction, Morgan. What more do you want?

Morgan: The truth. And I'm not going to stop until I get it.

Donna: Leave me alone. Leave us all alone. It's over.

Frankie: Don't you have anyplace else to go, Morgan?

Morgan: Mrs. Winthrop, if I find out that you knew anything about this sham ‑‑

Frankie: Go home, Morgan.

Morgan: Let's just say you'll be very, very sorry. Excuse me.

Donna: Wait. Wait a minute, please.

Grant: You've been pardoned.

Paulina: All my sins?

Grant: Oh, not all of them. Come on. You ready?

Grant: I've got a surprise for you.

Paulina: You do?

Grant: Mm‑hmm.

Paulina: What is it?

Grant: Know where we're going to eat tonight?

Paulina: Was that Iris?

Grant: Where?

Paulina: It was her. She just went into Jake’s room.

Grant: So?

Paulina: They say he's coming out of his coma.

Grant: Well, great. It'll give them a good chance to chat.

Paulina: No, you don't understand.

Grant: Come on, let's go out the back way.

Paulina: She's trying to get him to say something. She's trying to get to him before the cops do.

Grant: Get to him for what?

Paulina: We have to do something now. Uh, excuse me. Excuse me. Are you the guard in charge of Jake McKinnon’s room?

Guard: Oh, yeah. Who are you?

Paulina: Well, someone just ran in there ‑‑ Iris Wheeler.

Guard: What?

Paulina: She just went in to Jake's –

Guard: Nobody's supposed to be in that room. Excuse me.

Grant: Look, would you mind telling me what is going on?

Paulina: It's Iris. She's just trying to ruin things for me. She's trying to get Jake ‑‑

Iris: I am on the board of –

Guard: Pipe down, lady.

Iris: I have access to this room. Would you let me go, you big –

Guard: Tell it to the cops, lady.

Grant: Come on.

Taylor: Judy. What? What are you doing here?

Judy: Nurse told me to tell you you got a phone call.

Taylor: Taylor Benson for the page. Yes. Put her through, please. Hello, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Taylor. I hope I didn't bother you.

Taylor: No, not at all.

Sharlene: Look, um, I need to talk to you. Some things have happened and I really want your advice.

Taylor: Uh, are you all right?

Sharlene: Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. But could we talk soon?

Taylor: Uh, I'm with a patient now. Could I get back to you?

Sharlene: Sure, no problem.

Taylor: You stay calm, everything's going to be fine.

Sharlene: Yeah, I know it is. I just want to talk to you.

Taylor: You will. Soon. Bye. What happened at Sharlene's?

Judy: Plenty.

Taylor: But, Judy, you know better than to come here.

Judy: All bets are off, doc. We gotta talk.

What's this? You having me admitted?

Taylor: I have to be careful being seen with you. You know that.

Judy: Fine. After today, you won't see me any more. So stop worrying.

Taylor: What are you talking about?

Judy: I'm not in this thing anymore. I don't want the money. I don't want the dirty work. I don't want it on my conscience. Yeah, doc. I got one.

Taylor: Judy.

Judy: I'm not scaring Sharlene no more. You got that?

Taylor: Sharly. I told you that. This is for Dr. Hudson's well‑being. His career is at stake.

Judy: I just spent an hour with that lady and her kid and she's fine. She loves her husband. She's got a life. I'm not going to be the one to wreck it for her.

Taylor: Hey. This is between you and me, right?

Judy: Don't worry. I'd never tell anybody what happened. I'd be too ashamed. I think you'd be, too. Some doctor.

Donna: Whatever I did with Jake, I did because I thought I'd lost you. I have no excuses for anything that's happened since that night. I never betrayed my love for you, Michael. I thought that you had left me forever and I didn't know how I was going to go on without you. Now I guess I'll have to learn. Please take care of my girls.

Connie: Mrs. Hudson, how does your husband feel about the sentence?

[Reporters talking at once]

Frankie: Cass, where are you?

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