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Another World Transcript Monday 2/19/07
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Marley: What do you want from me?
Jake: Don't be afraid.
Marley: Don't come near me, Jake. Just get out of here.
Marley: Get out!
Felicia: Cass, is there anything else you'd like to say?
Cass: I'd just like to give Carl Hutchins a warning. Stay away from Kathleen. The local, state, and federal authorities are prepared to take appropriate action. You've cost her enough, Carl. It's over. Leave Kathleen alone.
Felicia: Well, for several years, Kathleen McKinnon has lived in the shadows, fearing for her life and the lives of her loved ones. Hopefully, today, she'll be able to step out of those shadows, pick up the pieces of her life and to begin to rebuild her future without the fear that has followed her for so long.
Ada: It's quite a story.
Rachel: Kathleen McKinnon is alive and well after all these years.
Ada: And it looks like she's not the only one who came back from the dead.
Rachel: If Carl Hutchins is alive, she's in great danger.
Ada: So are you.
Felicia: Well, there you have it. A remarkable story and a remarkable woman. So this is Felicia Gallant until next time, wishing you only the best. Bye‑bye.
That it? Great. It's a wrap. You did very well. And it's done.
Kathleen: For better or worse.
Felicia: Let me go call the studio right now.
Frankie: It went well.
Cass: We made our point?
Frankie: I should say you did.
Lucas: You're a brave lady.
Kathleen: We'll see about that.
Cass: Welcome back to the land of the living.
Kathleen: Thank you. I couldn't have done it without you.
Joe: Did you see the show?
Joe: So what did you think of it?
John: Cass didn't have any idea. All this time he thought she was dead.
Sharlene: And now he has two wives.
John: Whoa, Frankieís got to be going crazy.
Sharlene: She is.
John: You want to go over there?
Sharlene: No. She's got a houseful of people right now. I'm going to wait till things settle down a little.
John: You're pretty calm about this.
Sharlene: John, I knew about Kathleen.
John: You knew?
Sharlene: Frankie told me.
Sharlene: After she tracked Kathleen down in San Antonio.
John: That was the time right around Gregoryís christening. Why didn't you say something?
Sharlene: I didn't because Frankie swore me not to. She made me swear. She was so worried about Cass and Kathleen, she just ‑‑ she wanted to find out more about what was going on before I said anything.
John: I wish you felt like you could have told me.
Sharlene: John, this wasn't about you. This ‑‑ I was respecting Frankieís wishes. I'm not keeping things from you, John. This has nothing to do with Sharly.
John: No, I didn't say that.
Sharlene: The implication was there.
John: Sharlene. I worry about you. I want to make sure that you're all right.
Sharlene: You know what? What do you want me to do? You want me to start therapy again?
John: Yes. As a matter of fact, I think that would be a good idea.
Grant: I'd have preferred keeping Miss McKinnon under wraps.
Joe: So would the bureau brass, but they wouldn't authorize me to stop this.
Grant: This is not a time to make excuses.
Joe: I realize that, but I couldn't convince Kathleen to stop it either.
Grant: Damage control is a priority.
Joe: All right, well, I'm concentrating on keeping her alive now.
Grant: I'm on my way to Washington in a couple of hours. I'll talk to you when I get back.
Joe: All right. I'd better get back in there.
Grant: One more thing. Under no circumstances is my connection to be known. Understood?
Grant: I'll be in touch.
Felicia: Well, this studio switchboard is lit up like a Christmas tree.
Frankie: Word's out, I guess.
Vince: I just called your Mom again.
Kathleen: She stop crying?
Vince: What do you think?
Felicia: Well, Kathleen got her life back and I got great ratings. So you guys can come back any time you want.
Kathleen: Glad to do you the favor.
Vince: Now, how do we know that Hutchins got the message?
Lucas: Count on it. I mean, this guy has eyes and ears all over.
Vince: I mean, how do we know he's going to back off?
Cass: Try not to worry, Vince. We won't take any unnecessary risks with her, I promise.
Vince: Good. And I don't want you walking down Bay City Boulevard like nothing happened.
Kathleen: Yes, pops.
Frankie: The Bay City P.D. will have a special task force and the feds will be watching her as well.
Lucas: Well, that's good, because you're going to need your best if Hutchins comes to town.
Vince: I lost my little girl once. If I have to, I will guard her myself.
Kathleen: I will be fine.
Felicia: So, what do we do now?
Cass: Well, the next thing is to find Kathleen a safe place to live.
Kathleen: I'm not too picky. Crocodile moat, lead doors, high‑tech bomb detection system.
Vince: Don't be a wise guy. Now, where have you looked?
Kathleen: Joe's helping me with that.
Dean: Whoa. What's going on here?
Joe: Hey, wait just a second, pal.
Dean: Who's this guy?
Joe: Who are you?
Dean: Who are you?
Joe: Who are you and what are you doing here?
Cass: Joe, down, Joe. It's ok. I'm afraid he belongs to us.
Frankie: He's my cousin.
Dean: Sheesh. Apology not accepted.
Frankie: Did you watch the show, Dean?
Cass: Then you know what a tricky situation we have here.
Dean: That's for sure. So who is she ‑‑ is that her?
Cass: Yeah. Kathleen? Dean. Dean, Kathleen.
Dean: Hi. Wow. Can I ask you something? I got some questions that ‑‑
Cass: Later, Dean. Right now we have to plan our next move. That all right with you?
Kathleen: Uh, in a second, all right? I know you have a plane to catch.
Vince: I wish you could come back with me.
Kathleen: So do I.
Vince: It's going to be hard letting you out of my sight.
Kathleen: I'll be fine. I'm worried about you. You and Mama have to get used to having a guard outside your house.
Vince: You seem so alone.
Kathleen: I'm never alone.
Vince: Now you tell me about that fellow Joe and you.
Kathleen: Joe? He's been taking care of me.
Vince: Your watchdog?
Kathleen: And my friend.
Vince: Good friend?
Kathleen: Trust him with my life.
Vince: He going to stick around?
Kathleen: For a while.
Vince: You know, you talk about Joe, but you can't keep your eyes off Cass.
Kathleen: Best‑looking guy in the room. Except for you, of course.
Vince: You still love him.
Kathleen: Pops, can we not get into this?
Vince: Now, what do you figure? Are you going to pick up where you left off?
Kathleen: You know, I want you to tell Mama that I will come to Minneapolis as soon as I possibly can. And I want you guys to start planning a really big family reunion.
Vince: Don't change the subject.
Kathleen: Yes, sir.
Vince: Tell me about Cass.
Kathleen: He's married. Have you met his wife?
Vince: You're still his wife.
Kathleen: He thought I was dead, pops. And I was.
Vince: But you're not anymore, thank God. Now you and Cass belong together. Especially now.
Marley: Haven't you done enough to me already?
Jake: I am not going to hurt you.
Marley: That's what you said that night.
Jake: I just want to talk about what happened.
Marley: I donít.
Jake: Jamie said that you're going to press charges against me.
Marley: For rape.
Jake: Marley, I wish I could take that back.
Marley: Oh, I wish I had done a lot of things differently, too, Jake.
Jake: I am sorry, I am sorry.
Marley: Sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it.
Jake: Don't do this.
Marley: You are going to go to jail. And you will never forget what you've done to me.
Jake: Since I woke up, that's all I think about.
Marley: Saving your skin?
Jake: How I hurt you. Please, don't hate me.
Marley: I don't want to talk about this anymore. Just go.
Jake: I'm thinking about seeing a shrink, going to therapy so that I can re ‑‑ so I could understand what happened.
Marley: They have therapy in prison; you can get all the help you need there.
Jake: I am begging you. Don't ‑‑
Marley: I begged you that night, did you listen to me?
Jake: I've changed.
Marley: God. How many times have I heard that, Jake?
Jake: Marley, I woke up, it's like God's giving me another chance.
Marley: Ask him to forgive you. I wonít.
Jake: I have done a lot of things that I am not proud of. I want to start over. I want to go back. I want to st ‑‑
Marley: Well, do it without me!
Jake: I have lost you. I have lost my friends. I have lost my self-respect. I don't know if I can live with myself.
Marley: How dare you come to me for sympathy? How dare you?
Jake: I'm going to live my life differently.
Marley: Well, you almost destroyed my life. I want to see you burn in hell.
Jamie: You son of a bitch. I told you to stay away from her, Jake.
Vince: You ok?
Kathleen: I'm a big girl. You?
Vince: You're here. How can I not be ok?
Kathleen: I knew there was a reason I loved you.
Vince: Now, you need anything, you know where I am.
Kathleen: You know what I need? I need for you and Mama to start planning that family reunion because I am going to fix my world-famous Kathleen McKinnon three‑bean salad.
Vince: Now, when can I tell your mother that you're going to be up?
Kathleen: Probably not for a while.
Vince: As soon as things settle down, I expect to see you on the first flight.
Kathleen: Hey, I'll make a pest of myself. You won't be able to get enough of me.
Vince: Yeah, right. Thank God you're back.
Cass: I'll get it. Kathleen McKinnon isn't giving any interviews, but there'll be a prepared statement ready and available shortly.
Rachel: It's that bad?
Cass: Reporters have been ringing the phone off the hook.
Rachel: I can imagine.
Cass: Did you see Feliciaís show?
Rachel: Yes. That's why we're calling. We were wondering if you could bring Kathleen over here right away.
Cass: What's up?
Rachel: I think I can help.
Cass: Ok, we'll be over there as soon as we can.
Frankie: So, was that another reporter looking for an exclusive?
Lucas: Oh, news about Carl must have made her day.
Cass: She wants to talk to Kathleen. She thinks she can help.
Cass: I guess we'll have to get over there to find that out, won't we? Get the car, I'll get Kathleen.
Frankie: Sure. Look, I'll meet you there, actually.
Felicia: Well, then, why don't I lock up for you?
Frankie: Yeah. I need to talk to Dean, ok?
Felicia: Ok, we'll wait.
Cass: Ok, see you at Rachel's
Cass: You up for a ride?
Kathleen: Any particular reason?
Joe: Now, don't put this high visibility thing.
Cass: Rachel Cory would like to see us.
Joe: And who is that?
Kathleen: An old friend.
Felicia: And an old enemy of Carl Hutchins.
Lucas: Listen, what Hutchins tried to do to Kathleen, he tried to do to the Corys in spades.
Joe: Well, I hope she knows enough to call her travel agent.
Cass: That's not her style.
Felicia: Besides, she thinks that she can help Kathleen in some way.
Lucas: Look, if Hutchins comes back to town, Rachel could be in trouble. Hear her out.
Joe: All right. Kathleen rides with me. You can follow in your car.
Cass: Is the caravan really necessary?
Joe: Yes. Do it. Please. And don't tailgate, ok?
Dean: Hmm. What other tricks you think this woman's got up her sleeve?
Frankie: Part of the reason that she went into hiding in the first place was to protect Cass, and he feels responsible for her.
Dean: What about you, Frankie?
Frankie: Right now, the first priority is taking care of Kathleen.
Dean: Oh. I don't know if I agree with that. But I do know a couple guys wouldnít mind guarding that body.
Frankie: You're not helping, Dean.
Dean: They were married, Frankie.
Frankie: Cass and I are married now.
Dean: What if she thinks, you know, she's got first dibs on him or something?
Frankie: Too damn bad.
Dean: You and Cass, you make a good team. You do.
Frankie: Cass knows that.
Dean: Oh, man. I would hate to see anything happen to you guys.
Frankie: It wonít. No. Thanks for caring, big guy.
Dean: Not that I think Cass ‑‑ you know. Well, you guys have something really special.
Frankie: You're all heart, Dean. Look, Cass is with me now. And Kathleen's being here is not going to change that, ok?
Sharlene: Have you been talking to Taylor again?
John: Sharlene, this is not about Taylor. Believe me, we're not ganging up on you.
Sharlene: Oh, so now I'm paranoid, too.
John: No, no. Don't you think that a little therapy might help you gain some insight as to what's been happening?
Sharlene: It's not like before.
John: Would you like a little reassurance?
Sharlene: I don't believe this. Taylor's decided I need to see a therapist, and nothing I say or do is going to change your mind.
John: Sharlene, even the remotest possibility that this might be happening again in your life has got to be frightening.
Sharlene: Look, no blackouts. I'm not tired like I was before ‑‑
John: All right, all right, all right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm upsetting you.
Sharlene: You're not upsetting me, John. You're making me mad.
John: Your health and happiness mean everything to me.
Sharlene: I know and I do love that.
John: Sharlene, we are back together again. We have Gregory. I've never been so happy.
Sharlene: Me either, John.
John: Well, I don't want to do anything to jeopardize that.
Sharlene: Nothing will. I won't let it. I ‑‑
And I'm going to prove it to you.
Do me a favor and keep an eye on Gregory for a while, ok?
John: Where are you going?
Sharlene: To talk to someone about Sharly.
Jamie: What the hell are you doing here?
Jake: I wanted to see Marley ‑‑
Jamie: She doesn't want to see you, Jake.
Marley: He was here when I got home.
Jake: I just got out of the hospital, Jamie. I ‑‑ I couldn't hurt anybody.
Jamie: Well, you're lucky I don't put you back in.
Marley: Jamie, donít.
Jamie: Did he hurt you?
Marley: No. Just scared me.
Jake: I just wanted to explain a couple of things to her.
Marley: I want you to go.
Jamie: You heard her, Jake.
Jake: You think about what I said, ok?
Marley: No, it is not ok.
Jamie: If you ever come here again, if you ever try to talk to Marley, if you so much as look at her the wrong way, you've had it. I promise you, Jake.
Jake: I am sorry that I upset you.
Jamie: Are you ok?
John: Wynken and Blynken and nod one night sailed off in a wooden shoe. Sailed on a river of crystal light into a sea of dew. Bet you didn't know I knew stuff like that, did you? Not too sure that I knew I knew stuff like that. Guess I must have been storing it back there for special occasions just like this one. I love you. Sure hope your mom's all right.
[Knock at door]
We've got a visitor. Well, let's go see who it is. Let's go see who this is.
Taylor: Hi, you're home.
John: Hey, yeah.
Taylor: Look at him, he's grown so much.
Taylor: Hi, baby. I thought you and Sharlene might have plans for your day off.
John: Well, my plan is a quiet day at home spending as much time with my son as possible. Come on in.
Taylor: Hi, Gregory. Hi. Oh, he's so beautiful.
John: Taylor, I can't tell you what it's like just holding this little guy and looking at this little face sometimes, and it's so full of wonder and curiosity and trust. Or sometimes that's just gas.
Taylor: I knew fatherhood would agree with you.
John: I keep waiting for him to do things, you know? Like grow teeth. And talk. Sign to play shortstop for the cubs. I realize that it's killing me that he's growing up so fast as it is.
Taylor: Oh, he's a lucky little boy.
John: He sure is. Because, first of all, he has Sharlene's nose.
John: See? Isn't it beautiful?
John: You bet.
Taylor: Is she around?
John: No. As a matter of fact, she's out.
Taylor: Oh, that's just as well. It gives us a chance to talk.
John: About what?
Taylor: Well, the other day, at the hospital, when I interrupted your conversation, I sensed a little tension.
John: Sharlene gets a little tense when the subject of therapy comes up. Especially since she feels there's no problem, that everything is all right.
Taylor: Her behavior suggests otherwise.
John: Maybe so. I think she suspects that we are ganging up on her.
Taylor: Well, I hope you set her straight.
John: I may not have to. She's determined to do this her way.
Taylor: Her way?
John: She left here just now. She got a little upset with me and she took off. And from what she said, she may be going to see a new therapist.
Sharlene: Hi, Grant. Could I talk to you for just a minute?
Grant: Of course. Come on in.
Sharlene: Thank you. Oh, is this a bad time?
Grant: No, no. You just caught me in the middle of packing, that's all. I'm on my way to Washington. You know, duty calls.
Sharlene: That's ‑‑ that's more important, we can do this some other time.
Grant: Ah. Wait, wait, wait. I always have time for you. You know that.
Sharlene: This is very difficult for me.
Grant: Well, you must have something very important on your mind. Otherwise you wouldn't have come by.
Sharlene: I was on my way to a clinic, a mental health clinic.
Grant: Are you all right?
Sharlene: I realized you're the person who'd have the answers I need.
Grant: What's ‑‑ what is this about?
Sharlene: Before I say anything else, I need to ask you to promise me something, Grant.
Sharlene: I'm very, very serious about this. I need to know that you'll be completely honest with me.
Grant: You really don't trust me.
Sharlene: I want to.
Grant: Well, I guess you do have good reasons for doubt.
Sharlene: I need your word, Grant. My future depends on it.
Grant: Ok, the truth. I promise.
Sharlene: Thank you.
Sharlene: Since I've been back in Bay City, have you seen any signs of Sharly?
Sharlene: I have to know, Grant. Has Sharly come to you?
Kathleen: I was so sorry to hear about Mac.
Rachel: Well, we're just glad that you're home and you're safe.
Cass: Hopefully, our plan will keep everybody safe.
Ada: That guard outside isn't just for show?
Joe: Hutchins wants Kathleen dead, ma'am. Especially after Winthrop dared him to.
Ada: Well, aren't you the little ray of sunshine?
Joe: I'm the realist. The one who doesn't think this is a dandy idea.
Cass: I know what this means to you, Rachel.
Rachel: Carl hated Mac. But Mac is gone now. I just want to make sure that the children and the grandchildren are safe.
Kathleen: I think I'm the one that he wants, Rachel.
Ada: Well, who cares what he wants? He has to be stopped.
Kathleen: I agree.
Rachel: So do I. That's why I wanted you to come over. I think that Kathleen should stay with us.
Joe: In your home?
Rachel: Yes. Until we find out what Carl is up to.
Kathleen: I'm not exactly the ideal houseguest, Rachel.
Rachel: Look, we have plenty of room. We can add extra security staff.
Ada: Vince McKinnon would never speak to me again if you were holed up in some apartment with a guard sitting outside your door.
Cass: Well, the house is set back from the road. It's isolated.
Joe: Which is exactly why we shouldn't consider doing it at all.
Cass: Such an agreeable fellow.
Rachel: Why, why don't you think she should stay here?
Joe: Well, uh, to begin with, ma'am, your place is surrounded by woods.
Cass: We could put guards on the perimeter.
Joe: And delivery men are always coming in and out. It's too easy to get someone inside.
Cass: So everything gets left at the front gate.
Joe: I will find a safe house for Kathleen.
Rachel: Well, we will take whatever precautions you feel we need to.
Joe: Mrs. Cory, I do appreciate your sentiment and your courage, but take my advice. Get your family away from here and ride this out.
Rachel: Oh, no. No. Carl Hutchins doesn't run this family.
Cass: We could turn the place into a fortress.
Joe: I'm getting sick and tired of you undermining me here.
Cass: And I'm getting sick and tired of you pushing your own agenda.
Kathleen: I'm getting sick and tired of you sniping at each other.
Ada: Kathleen, are you all right?
Kathleen: Um, yeah. I ‑‑ it's been a tough day. I think I'm a little lightheaded.
Cass: Just keep breathing.
Rachel: Do you want something to eat?
Kathleen: Uh, water would be fine.
Ada: Here, I've got it.
Kathleen: That would be great.
Cass: You feel a little warm.
Ada: Well, she's been under a lot of stress. She's running on empty. Here, sweetie.
[Knocking on door]
Dean: Oh, man, don't you get a hint?
Jake: Just listen to me for a minute, all right?
Dean: Jake, I'm working here, man, I'm working on a song.
Jake: I just want to look around and see if any of my stuff is here.
Dean: Like what, man?
Jake: My clothes.
Dean: I told you, the place was cleaned out before Matt and I even moved in here.
Jake: Can I come in?
Dean: Before we moved in, man.
Jake: Can I come in?
Dean: Why? Why don't you believe me?
Jake: What's it going to cost you?
Dean: I'm just working here, man, I just ‑‑
Jake: I used to work here, too, man.
Dean: Uh‑huh, yeah.
Jake: I used to live here. This used to be my place.
Dean: It's funny, because you don't really strike me as a sentimental type, Jake.
Jake: Listen, man, I got nowhere else to go. I just want to stay ‑‑ come in and take a look around for a couple of minutes.
Dean: [Sighs] Fine. Just ‑‑ just don't take your coat off, all right, man?
Jake: All right. This place is completely different, man.
Dean: It's a work in progress.
Jake: It's going to be a recording studio, huh?
Dean: D&M Productions. Remember it, Jake. It's going to be the baddest new label around.
Jake: It's like I was never here.
Jamie: Are you ok?
Marley: Would you just hold me?
Jamie: Of course. Better?
Jamie: Marley, a court order will keep Jake away from you.
Marley: I don't need a court order.
Jamie: He was harassing you.
Marley: He just took me by surprise.
Jamie: I can't believe what you've been through.
Jamie: How's that? You're in knots.
Marley: I'm going to have to get one of those "learn how to relax" tapes. You take such good care of me.
Jamie: You know, every time I see you, I think that I can't possibly love you any more than I do at the moment.
Marley: That's nice to hear.
Jamie: And then the next time I see you, I love you more. I want to spend my life with you, Marley. Whatever I have to do, wherever it takes me, I love you for the rest of my life.
Marley: I love you, too.
Jamie: As soon as this mess is over with Jake, you and I are going to start planning our future.
Marley: The future seems so far off.
Frankie: Are you all right?
Kathleen: I was just dizzy. It's passing.
Cass: Would you like to lie down?
Kathleen: We have to decide where I'm going to stay.
Ada: Well, there are enough brilliant minds in this room without mine. If anybody wants me, I'll be getting Kathleen some lunch. That goes for anybody else who wants any.
Felicia: Honey, why don't we go out and look at the garden and see if any flowers are popping up? Excuse us.
Frankie: Felicia, I really don't want to see any flower show or anything.
Lucas: Kathleen has got to work this thing out between Joe and Cass.
Frankie: Every time she is alone with Cass, I get this knot in my stomach.
Felicia: I know. I know. Honey, you've got to trust Cass.
Frankie: It's Kathleen I want to keep my eye on.
Lucas: Frankie, we all know how touchy this situation is.
Frankie: Nobody knows it like I know it. I want to get back in there ‑‑
Felicia: No, no, no. I really do need to talk to you about something. For real.
Lucas: Look, I'm going to check the grounds. Maybe Joe is right.
Felicia: I have a favor to ask.
Frankie: Oh, sure. Anything I can do.
Felicia: It's about Dean.
Frankie: Oh, Felicia, has he been bugging you to put him on your show?
Felicia: No, it's nothing like that.
Frankie: So what's he doing now?
Felicia: Well, I've been talking about adopting Jenna.
Frankie: Felicia, that's wonderful.
Felicia: Yeah, well, she's having some problems with the whole idea of it.
Frankie: It's not been that long since her Mom died.
Felicia: I know. I just want her to know that somebody really does love her and always will and a home, give her a little stability.
Frankie: Yeah, but what's all this got to do with Dean?
Felicia: Well, I think that Jenna is a very impressionable young lady.
Felicia: And she does spend a lot of time with Dean and she talks to him.
Felicia: Well, I'm just a little concerned about his influence over her.
Felicia: Well, I mean, it's possible that he resents the fact that I haven't made him a star yet.
Frankie: Oh, I see.
Felicia: And I don't want him to use that through Jenna to get back at me.
Frankie: You want me to keep Dean away.
Felicia: He just spends a little too much time with her.
Frankie: Felicia, you have been down on Dean ever since he got to town.
Felicia: Honey, he broke into my apartment, he took over my restaurant. I think I have some reasons.
Frankie: The answer is no, Felicia. I am not keeping Dean away.
Felicia: Frankie, there's no reason for you to get upset about this.
Frankie: If two people want to be together, they should be together. Nobody should keep them apart.
Felicia: Oh. We're not talking about Dean. We're talking about Kathleen.
Frankie, honey, listen to me. Cass loves you very much.
Frankie: I could lose him, Felicia. All he thinks about now is Kathleen.
Felicia: You need to give him just a little time.
Frankie: And you think I'm not doing that?
Felicia: Right now, things are very confusing.
Frankie: Felicia, whose side are you on here?
Felicia: Now, what does that mean?
Frankie: Who do you want Cass to be with? Me or Kathleen?
Felicia: It's never going to come to that.
Frankie: And how do you know that?
Felicia: Because you are a very dear friend of mine.
Frankie: So is Kathleen.
Felicia: Yes, I care about both of you. That's true.
Frankie: Well, Cass does not have that luxury, Felicia. He has to start thinking of her as an old friend or me as an ex‑wife. He can't have it both ways.
Felicia: Honey, he knows that.
Frankie: You know, you've known Kathleen a really long time.
Felicia: Yes. Yes, I have.
Frankie: So, I can't help but wonder if Cass would ask you to help him with this decision. What would you tell him?
Felicia: Frankie. I would have to tell him that he would have to follow his own heart.
Frankie: Ah. Not exactly a ringing endorsement for the status quo, is it?
Cass: You ok?
Frankie: Yeah. I'm always ok. Has anything been decided here?
Kathleen: Yeah, I think I'm going to stay here for a little while.
Frankie: Oh, good. Sounds like a plan.
Cass: And Joe will be here with her.
Kathleen: That way he can keep an eye on me and Rachel and the kids.
Rachel: Yeah, that makes sense.
Joe: All right, all right. I'll need a full set of blueprints. The main house, grounds, guest house, everything.
Rachel: All right, I'll get them. Excuse me.
Cass: Hey, Rachelís trying to help. Could you maybe give her a break?
Joe: I think Kathleenís settling in now. Why don't you just go about your business?
Cass: For the foreseeable future, Kathleen is my business. Remember that.
Grant: Last time I saw Sharly was before you left town.
Sharlene: Not since then?
Grant: No. Not a visit, not a call, not a card. I mean, it's just like she vanished.
Sharlene: That's what I thought.
Grant: You seem to have some doubts.
Sharlene: Grant, when we've been together, have you seen any signs of Sharly?
Grant: No. Not that I'm aware.
Sharlene: I haven't given you the slightest clue that Sharly might be waiting to come out.
Grant: Sharlene, Sharlene. Look. Sharly was an important part of my life for a very, very long time.
Sharlene: I know.
Grant: Believe me, I keep looking for signs.
Grant: I see Sharlene Hudson.
Sharlene: You sure?
Grant: If Sharly were back, she would come to me.
Sharlene: You were what motivated her.
Grant: She's gone, Sharlene. Sharly is gone.
Sharlene: Thank you, Grant.
Grant: What's happened to make you think she's come back?
Sharlene: Gotta go.
Grant: Wait, Taylor has something to do with this, hasn't she?
Sharlene: Thank you so much. You have been more help than you could possibly know.
Grant: When are you going to face the fact that that woman is no good?
Taylor: So is Gregory finally asleep?
Taylor: He's such a beautiful little boy.
John: He's got a beautiful family.
Taylor: Is Gregory finally fallen asleep?
John: Yeah. He can barely keep his eyes open, but he's fighting like crazy to stay awake.
Taylor: A healthy set of lungs on that little guy.
John: He's used to Sharlene putting him down.
Taylor: I'm glad she's decided to go back into therapy.
John: I hope it's the right thing.
Taylor: It's just being that I know her case so well, seeing a new therapist could waste a lot of valuable time.
John: I'm just glad she's asking for help.
Taylor: Considering the rate she's backsliding, yes.
John: Well, you're going to have to talk to her about that.
Taylor: Do you know how intensive her therapy will be?
John: I have no idea, no.
Taylor: She might need several sessions a week.
John: But, look, Taylor, I'm not even sure that's where she went.
Taylor: Well, I was just thinking that you might want to call that baby nurse service ‑‑
John: We have Mrs. Cassidy for that.
Taylor: I know, but I mean somebody who could come here and really help out.
John: That might take some time pressure off, yeah.
Taylor: It was just a thought.
John: Well, I'll give them a call.
Taylor: I guess I'd better be going.
John: I'll tell Sharlene you dropped by.
Taylor: Call me if you need me.
John: Thanks. I will.
Felicia: If you need anything, call me.
Kathleen: I will.
Lucas: You hang in there.
Kathleen: Hey, holed up in the Cory Estate? It's a tough life.
Felicia: God. I'm glad you're back in my life. I'll call you tomorrow.
Kathleen: I'll be here.
Felicia: Sleep well. Good‑bye.
Frankie: Kathleen, have you seen Felicia?
Kathleen: Oh, she just left with Lucas.
Frankie: Oh. I wanted to ap ‑‑ I needed to talk to her.
Kathleen: Sorry. Frankie, wait.
Kathleen: I know how hard these last few days have been for you.
Frankie: Piece of cake, Kathleen.
Kathleen: I'm really sorry.
Frankie: All that's important right now is your safety. To all of us.
Kathleen: I have something to tell you that might make you feel a little better.
Kathleen: I'm going to offer Cass a divorce.
Jake: Place is going to be something.
Dean: Well, we need like a number one song or something to help us get right to the top, you know.
Dean: You don't look too good, man. You look wiped.
Jake: Well, five months in a coma kind of takes it out of you, you know?
Dean: I'll bet the cute little nurses were staying away from your room in droves.
Jake: It wasn't a good idea to come back here.
Dean: Why? Too many stairs?
Jake: Too many memories.
Dean: Well, things change, man.
Jake: You ever have a dream?
Dean: You're looking at it.
Jake: My dreams used to be tied up in this place, too. I ‑‑ they were just starting to come true, you know.
Dean: Yeah? I'll take it as a good sign.
Jake: You know, Dean, I grew up in a little town and I never had two nickels to rub together.
Dean: I didn't exactly choke on a silver spoon myself, Jake.
Jake: I used to tell myself that my dreams would come true, that I would make them come true.
Dean: The way I heard it, you stepped on a lot of people on the way up.
Jake: Business was starting to just go gangbusters and I was this close to marrying the woman I love, and now I've got nothing.
Dean: You did it to yourself, Jake. You did it to yourself.
Jake: If I could take it back, I would.
Dean: It doesn't work that way, pal.
Jake: How can I ask the people to forgive me when I can't even forgive myself?
Dean: Oh, well, look. I play the keyboards, you know, not the violin.
Jake: You're right, man.
[Keyboard music begins]
Jake: This isn't your problem, right?
Dean: What happens now?
Jake: I guess I take it one day at a time, huh?
Dean: You can stay here, man, all right? You can stay here for one night. And one night only. Tomorrow morning, you're out. You're on your own.
Jake: Thank you.
Dean: All right. So just so you know, we don't leave any loose cash hanging around the place, ok? Oh, and all the equipment? It's got serial numbers on it. Oh, can you do me a favor? Don't be making any long‑distance phone calls, all right?
Jake: Got it.
Jake: Enjoy this while you can, Dean. Because I'm gonna get it back. I am going to get everything back.
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