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Another World Transcript Wednesday 2/21/07

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[Radio static]

Vicky: Oh, come on. Cooperate. You behaved for Bridget. Come on, you lousy piece of tin; work!

Ryan: You should really stick to the CD player.

Vicky: You're back.

Ryan: Of course.

Vicky: Hi. I didn't sleep last night, you know.

Ryan: Why didn't you sleep last night?

Vicky: Because you didn't call me.

Ryan: I couldnít.

Vicky: You couldn't?

Ryan: Yeah, we were meeting with the feds all night about who was gonna do what to guard Kathleen.

Vicky: All night?

Ryan: And then some.

Vicky: Don't you think they're going a little bit overboard?

Ryan: Vicky, this guy tried to kill Kathleen. He tried to blow up her plane, and now he knows that she's alive.

Vicky: I know, but after that announcement she made, he would be crazy to come back to Bay City.

Ryan: Yeah, maybe. But he's already back inside of the country.

Vicky: He's really alive, isn't he?

Ryan: Mm‑hmm. He's been spotted in New York.

Vicky: He can't come back here.

Ryan: What do you mean?

Vicky: If he comes back here, Marley is in as much danger as Kathleen is.

Ryan: Yeah. And from what I've heard, so is Donna.

Morgan: Mrs. Hudson. I hope your attorney has given you a realistic idea of what to expect today.

Donna: And I hope the Judge is more compassionate about my situation than you are.

Morgan: Your situation? What's that ‑‑ rich, manipulative, above the law?

Donna: Don't you ever stop?

Morgan: I haven't even started. You see, I'm not particularly fond of people who steamroll their private agenda over everything else... and hold our judicial system with complete contempt.

Donna: The judicial system was not doing its job.

Morgan: You've committed a crime, Mrs. Hudson, and you are going to pay for it.

Donna: What could you possibly do to me that is worse than what I have already done to myself?

Morgan: Has it even occurred to you that whoever shot Jake McKinnon is out there walking free?

Donna: Marley is innocent. You put her on trial, and there wasn't even a case.

Morgan: A piece of advice here ‑‑ cut the drama about your debutante daughter when you face the Judge.

Donna: Hi.

Michael: Hi, Donna.

Donna: I knew I could count on you coming here.

Michael: Actually, I came here to see Stacey.

[Knock on door]

Jamie: Sharlene.

Sharlene: Jamie, hi.

Jamie: Hi, how are you? Good to see you.

Sharlene: Good to see you.

Jamie: I have the CAT scan results for John.

Sharlene: Oh, good, he's upstairs. I'll just ‑‑ I'll go get ‑‑

Jamie: No, donít. Really, I ‑‑ I can't stay.

Sharlene: Oh, gosh. I hardly ever see you. I wish you could.

Jamie: I know ‑‑

Sharlene: What's wrong?

Jamie: Nothing, really. I ‑‑ I don't like the news about Carl Hutchins.

Sharlene: You're worried about Marley.

Jamie: Yeah, I guess I can't help it.

Sharlene: Look, Jamie. The police are prepared. Marley's with you now. She's going to be all right.

Jamie: Thanks. I'll see you.

Sharlene: Jamie ‑‑ look, this isn't just social. I ‑‑ I'd like to talk to you privately.

Jamie: About what?

Sharlene: Your opinion of Taylor Benson.

Jamie: Why, Sharly?

Sharlene: I need to know if you think I can trust her.

Jamie: Why wouldn't you trust Taylor?

Sharlene: Just tell me what you think of her.

Jamie: Professionally?

Sharlene: Yeah.

Jamie: She seems competent. I think she's pretty well‑respected at the hospital.

Sharlene: You don't know of any problems?

Jamie: Not here.

Sharlene: What do you mean?

Jamie: Well, there were some rumors at her last job.

Sharlene: That she was involved with a patient?

Jamie: Uh, something like that. I really don't know about it. Sharlene, you should really ask John about this. He knows a lot more about her than ‑‑

[Gregory crying]

Sharlene: It's ‑‑ oh, now he's gonna be down in just a minute.

Jamie: I'll let you go ‑‑

Sharlene: No, Jamie, wait, wait. I can't talk to John.

Jamie: Why?

Sharlene: Because this has to do with him and Taylor.

Jamie: Sharlene, you're not serious.

Sharlene: Look, I know you think I'm crazy, and I know that Taylor is a colleague of yours ‑‑

Jamie: No, I ‑‑ I don't think you're crazy, but ‑‑

Sharlene: I really can't talk about it right now, but ever since I've been back, things that she's said, the way she's acted ‑‑ I think she's interested in John.

Jamie: Then maybe ‑‑

Sharlene: No, I ‑‑ I'm sorry to drag you into this, I ‑‑

Jamie: Now, wait a minute ‑‑ I just thought of something.

Sharlene: What?

Jamie: One day, I bumped into Taylor and she dropped some files on the floor, and there was a picture of John included.

Sharlene: What?

Jamie: She said she was submitting him for an award.

Sharlene: Well, do you think that's true?

Jamie: I don't know. It seemed a little strange at the time. He doesn't even work in her department.

Sharlene: You ‑‑ you didn't say anything to her?

Jamie: No, she seemed flustered. But now that I think about it ‑‑

Sharlene: Hi.

John: Hi.

Sharlene: Jamie came.

John: Oh, hi.

Jamie: Hey, John.

Sharlene: Did you get that little guy to sleep?

John: Yeah, finally. Then I heard you two talking. What's up?

Sharlene: Well, I was just asking Jamie about Taylor.

Vicky: He used to call her Bella, for Belladonna.

Ryan: Bell ‑‑ cute.

Vicky: Yeah, he was always funny at someone else's expense.

Ryan: He was married to her, right?

Vicky: Ages ago. He would never hurt her.

Ryan: Now, from what I've read, he swindled her out of a lot of money, right?

Vicky: Picture my mother broke.

Ryan: No, I canít.

Vicky: He would never try to do to her what he did to the Corys. Or to Marley.

Ryan: What do you mean?

Vicky: Well, Marley was with him when he died. Obviously, he didn't die, but he kidnapped her.

Ryan: Why?

Vicky: Because he was obsessed with her.

Ryan: With Marley?

Vicky: Oh, yeah. He was after every woman in Bay City. He fancied himself a ladies' man.

Ryan: And they're expecting me to try and figure out what this guy is gonna do next when he ‑‑ if he gets to Bay City.

Vicky: Oh, come here. What?

Ryan: No wonder you don't get to sleep. This is awful.

Vicky: Do you know that Carl never slept either?

Ryan: No?

Vicky: No. He would be on the phone at 2:00 in the morning calling Hong Kong.

Ryan: You heard him?

Vicky: Oh, yeah. He would be ordering his lackeys or trying to make some deal with a Swiss bank.

Ryan: Did he ever frighten you?

Vicky: Carl's charm was dangerous, because you never knew when he'd strike.

Ryan: Do you think that the broadcast is gonna stop Carl from going after Kathleen?

Vicky: 10,000 reporters and cops waiting for him ‑‑ uh, maybe.

Ryan: Yeah, maybe not.

Vicky: Maybe not is right. Carl is a very twisted man.

Ryan: Yeah, I've kind of figured that out.

Vicky: Yeah. I mean, Kathleenís announcement could be just the thing that would set him off.

Ryan: You mean, like a dare?

Vicky: Yeah. I mean, Cass had a smart idea, but Carl will want to prove that he's smarter.

Ryan: You know ‑‑

Vicky: What?

Ryan: You know more about Carl Hutchins than about half of the agents on this case.

Vicky: Do I?

Ryan: Yeah.

Vicky: Oh.

Ryan: And you're about a thousand times more interesting, and about 10,000 times more beautiful.

Vicky: Oh, thanks.

Ryan: This guy, Mr. Hutchins ‑‑ do you think that he could go after you?

Vicky: No, he was never interested in me. I was the bad twin.

Ryan: Name one thing that you do bad.

Vicky: I'm not very good at being away from you.

Ryan: What do you say we call it a night?

Vicky: But it's a day.

Ryan: Not for you and me, baby.

Vicky: You're gonna be careful with this assignment, aren't you?

Ryan: Yeah. The only thing dangerous about it is you.

Vicky: Mm.

Donna: How's Marley? Have you talked to her?

Michael: Well, she's fine, considering.

Donna: I can't believe Carl is alive. Does she know?

Michael: Donna, I'll take care of Marley. You know, maybe I should get you a bodyguard also.

Donna: I don't want a bodyguard. I don't need one.

Michael: All right, fine, suit yourself.

Donna: Michael ‑‑

Michael: Donna, I hope everything goes well for you today. I really do.

Stacey: Is something wrong?

Michael: No, no. Actually, I just wanted to see you.

Stacey: Oh, about the supply contract? I have a draft of it right here if you want to take a look at it.

Michael: Stacey ‑‑ Stacey, I had a really good time last night.

Stacey: Really?

Michael: Mm‑hmm.

Stacey: I'm sorry. I had a really good time, too.

Michael: How long are you gonna be here?

Stacey: It depends on the Judge.

Donna: Stacey, don't you think we should be going in now?

Stacey: This is really difficult, isn't it?

Michael: This is only difficult if you let it be difficult. Look, I want you to have a cup of coffee with me.

Stacey: Today?

Michael: Yeah, maybe 2:00 at the Paradise?

Stacey: Sure, if I can get out on time.

Michael: Good, good. I'm meeting Jamie there for lunch. I thought maybe you would join me afterwards.

Stacey: Yeah ‑‑ oh, I'd like that very much.

Michael: Good. Look, I know you're going to do your best for Donna today, and I'm ‑‑ I'm really grateful. Thank you. See you later.

Stacey: See you.

Donna: Why did you lie?

Stacey: What are you talking about?

Donna: You said you weren't interested in Michael.

Stacey: Come on, Donna. We've got a sentencing to prepare for.

Donna: Don't get too confident, Stacey.

Stacey: What do you mean by that?

Donna: If you think you've taken Michael away from me, you don't know me very well. And you certainly don't know Michael.

John: Why are you talking about Taylor?

Sharlene: I told Jamie I had some reservations about her.

Jamie: John, here are those CAT scan results you wanted. Take care.

John: Thank you. You still want me to cover for you tomorrow?

Jamie: If you can. I've made some plans with Marley.

John: No problem.

Jamie: Thanks.

John: Take care.

Sharlene: So, is he really asleep?

John: Yeah, sounds like.

Sharlene: Good. Then maybe he won't give the sitter any trouble while I'm out.

John: So, tell me ‑‑ why are you talking to Jamie about Taylor?

Sharlene: I wanted to know what he thought of her.

John: Sharlene, you probably know more about Taylor than anyone.

Sharlene: John, before you say anything, I want you to know I'm taking your advice.

John: What's that?

Sharlene: The reason I'm going out ‑‑ I'm having lunch with Taylor.

John: Are you?

Sharlene: Mm‑hmm. I'm hoping to straighten some things out. I was thinking of that Hudson thing you always say about problems.

John: What, about dealing with them head‑on?

Sharlene: That's right, and I've decided you're absolutely right.

John: It does my heart good to see you feeling so confident.

Sharlene: I am. I really am.

Taylor: Paradise? Mm‑hmm. Yes, I'd like to make a reservation for two at 1:00, please. Dr. Benson. Yes. Yes, that's right. Yes, I'm meeting Mrs. Hudson there. She did? Uh, no ‑‑ no, no, there's no change. Thank you very much. There are marked signs that the patient's multiple personality disorder is returning. She continues to refuse treatment, showing signs of hostility and aggression towards her analyst. The patient is obviously threatened by the return of her second personality. She is in denial, showing signs of anxiety and amnesia. She is rapidly losing the capacity to distinguish between fantasy and reality, and I believe she will soon cross the line back into psychosis. At this point, she will ‑‑

[Phone ringing]

Taylor: At this point, she will be a danger both to herself and to her family. Hello? Oh, hello, mother. Yes, yes, I'm fine. He's fine, too. Oh, the paper ‑‑ yes, I finished it, mother. The conference is next month. Why ‑‑ why do you say that? He's not a patient, mother. How did you find that out? He's filing for divorce. There is ‑‑ there is absolutely no similarity between John and Brian James. Mother, why are you bringing this up? I'm not going to listen to this. I'm not listening, Mother. I should never listen to you!

Stacey: Listen to me, Donna. I'm your attorney, and you're about to be sentenced.

Donna: I want to talk about Michael.

Stacey: This has nothing to do with Michael. Did you go over the statement?

Donna: He'll always love me, and he'll always come back to me.

Stacey: Don't you even want to hear what I'm going to say to the Judge? I'm trying to keep you out of jail.

Donna: Well, tell them I'll reimburse them for the whole thing. I'll write a check.

Stacey: Donna, get serious.

Donna: These tÍte‑a‑tÍtes that you and Michael have over legal briefs, or whatever you're doing, are going to get very tiresome. At least for Michael. He needs stimulation.

Stacey: Mm‑hmm. Is that what you call it? Well, whatever happened to truth and decency, Donna? Couldn't give him that, could you?

Donna: He and I are connected in ways that you can't possibly imagine.

Stacey: Morgan Graves is going to tell the Judge to send you to jail in a few minutes.

Donna: I'm not going to prison.

Stacey: You may very well go to prison, Donna.

Donna: Michael won't let that happen.

Stacey: Michael isn't the Judge.

Donna: He had me released, didn't he?

Stacey: With my help.

Donna: Yes, admittedly. That's because he's vulnerable to you and your tactics these days.

Stacey: How dare you talk to me about tactics, Donna?

Donna: Michael will always love me. Remember that.

Ryan: Well, where's the little guy that guzzles the apple juice, hmm?

Vicky: He's at play group with Bridget, and they won't be back for a long, long time.

Ryan: Mm. So, that means we've got a long, long time?

Vicky: Mm‑hmm. Are you sure you're up for this? You were up all night.

[Laughter]

Ryan: Well, I'm never really tired when I'm around you.

Vicky: Yes, it's not worthwhile to be sleeping when you're around me.

Ryan: No.

[Doorbell rings]

Vicky: Ignore it, ignore it.

Ryan: Ignore what?

Jamie: Vicky, I need to talk to you.

Ryan: Let's go.

Vicky: Um, I ‑‑ take me to the door. [Singing] Ah!

Vicky: Hi!

Ryan: Hi.

Vicky: Hi, Jamie.

Jamie: Vicky, Ryan, uh, sorry to drop in like this.

Vicky: That's ok. Steven's not here, though.

Jamie: Actually, I came to talk to you.

Vicky: Now?

Jamie: Yes, it's important.

Ryan: I'll go make some coffee.

Vicky: Ok. What's up?

Jamie: I have to tell you something.

Vicky: All right, what?

Jamie: I'm going to ask Marley to marry me.

Sharlene: Oh, hi.

Taylor: Hey. I'm so sorry I'm late.

Sharlene: It's not like you. Is ‑‑ is there anything wrong?

Taylor: No, I just got tied up. I am so glad you suggested that we have lunch.

Sharlene: Well, Gregoryís given me two whole hours.

Taylor: I've been concerned about you. Is it too loud in here for you?

Sharlene: No, no, I like this place.

Taylor: Ok. So, Sharlene, how are you?

Sharlene: Well, it's ‑‑ it's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Taylor: What's going on?

Sharlene: John and I have been having some problems.

Taylor: I'm surprised you want to talk to me.

Sharlene: Why? You know us both so well, and I could use some advice.

Taylor: Well, of course. I'm glad you feel you can confide in me. I wasn't sure you still felt that way.

Sharlene: Well, there's a problem I think that maybe you could help me straighten out.

Taylor: What's that?

Sharlene: Do you remember that right after Gregory was born, I was trying to hire a baby nurse?

Taylor: Mm‑hmm.

Sharlene: Well, John called the agency yesterday.

Taylor: He feels you need help, is that the problem?

Sharlene: No, no, and it's really the oddest thing. You see, the problem is that the agency ‑‑ the woman at the agency told John that I called and cancelled the nurse myself.

Taylor: So, is John angry?

Sharlene: Taylor, you took the call. I never spoke to anyone. You told me that the nurse had gotten another job.

Taylor: Sharlene ‑‑

Sharlene: That's the way it happened.

Taylor: No, you've forgotten. You changed your mind about the nurse.

Sharlene: I never spoke to the agency.

Taylor: It's all right, Sharlene.

Sharlene: No, Taylor, you told me that the agency had called to say that she was not available.

Taylor: You're very upset. Is this so important?

Sharlene: I'm not sure. I was hoping that you might help me figure it out.

Stacey: I'm going to request that the Judge remove me from this case.

Donna: No, you wonít.

Stacey: Donna, you don't follow my advice, and you don't trust me.

Donna: Then I'll just tell the Judge that problems have come up because you're dating my husband.

Stacey: That is irrelevant.

Donna: Don't embarrass yourself, Stacey.

Stacey: Either you pick someone else ‑‑

Donna: I don't want anybody else. And you're not going to quit because you'd feel too guilty.

Stacey: All right, then you promise me that before the Judge, you will say exactly what we discussed.

Donna: Oh, yes, yes. I have come to respect you as a lawyer, Stacey.

[Knock on door]

Morgan: Ladies, the Judge is waiting.

Stacey: Do you agree?

Judge Woods: Ms. Winthrop, your client has pleaded guilty to the charges of perjury and obstruction of justice.

Stacey: Yes, your honor.

Judge Woods: Why don't you all sit down? Ms. Graves.

Morgan: Your honor, the state contends that there are no mitigating factors to warrant anything other than the full sentence for Mrs. Hudson's crimes. Not only has this woman cost the state time and money, but she's shown complete scorn for the law, sacrificing the public good for her own warped conception of personal advantage. Because she lied on that witness stand, claiming that she shot Jake McKinnon, she stopped the prosecution for this crime. She has compromised the public safety trying to protect her own interests. The state requests that she be sentenced to two years in the state prison.

Judge Woods: Is that all, Ms. Graves?

Morgan: Yes, it is, your honor.

Judge Woods: Go ahead, Ms. Winthrop.

Stacey: In sentencing Mrs. Hudson, I request that you consider the defendant herself. She has no prior record. Her actions were misled, and not without consequence. However misguided her actions were, her ill‑conceived attempt to sacrifice herself for her daughter carried no criminal intent, and her motives were not, as the state argues, purely selfish. Mrs. Hudson is not a threat to society. She will not repeat this crime. She was an emotionally distraught mother who believed that her daughter had been wrongfully accused. She has spent time in prison, and she acknowledges that her actions were misguided. So, in light of these considerations, I request that you suspend all sentences.

Donna: Excuse me, your honor. I realize now the seriousness of what I did, but my daughter was an innocent victim.

Judge Woods: Under our system of law, a jury makes the decision between innocence and guilt.

Donna: I know that, but I was just trying to save her.

Judge Woods: Mrs. Hudson, in sentencing you, I have to consider that your actions amounted to a mockery of the proceedings of this court. Ms. Graves, do you have anything to add?

Morgan: No, your honor.

Judge Woods: Ms. Winthrop?

Stacey: No, your honor.

Judge Woods: Mrs. Hudson, do you wish to make any further statement before the court passes sentence?

Donna: No, your honor.

Vicky: I can't believe Marley would do this.

Jamie: Vicky ‑‑

Vicky: I'm her sister. She should tell me she's getting married herself.

Jamie: Yes, but I haven't talked to her yet.

Vicky: You told me ‑‑ me first?

Jamie: That's right.

Vicky: Jamie, that's ‑‑ that's so sweet.

Jamie: I'm sorry, I should have explained that.

Vicky: No, I'm ‑‑ I'm sorry. I just think the tension between Marley and me is starting to get to me, you know?

Jamie: I know it's complicated.

Vicky: Not like it used to be.

Jamie: Then you can handle this?

Vicky: There was a time when I thought I would never get over you.

Jamie: You were pretty tough to get over yourself.

Vicky: [Laughs] I was?

Jamie: I loved you, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, we shared a lot of good things, didn't we?

Jamie: Yeah, we sure did. Like Steven.

Vicky: Yes, especially ‑‑ especially Steven. She's gonna be his stepmother. Oh, wow.

Jamie: How do you feel about that?

Vicky: Ah ‑‑ it's ok. Yes, it's ‑‑ it's ok. It has to be, right?

Jamie: Look, I was thinking maybe we could talk about joint custody.

Vicky: Really?

Jamie: Yeah, I think it would be good for all of us to work it out.

Vicky: You have changed.

Jamie: I think maybe we both have.

Vicky: Well, thanks. Oh, well, I would be lying to say that I hadn't thought about you and Marley getting married.

Jamie: And?

Vicky: It used to bother me. But then, something happened.

Jamie: What was that?

Vicky: I saw you two together. And even though we fight, I love Marley a lot, and I know you make her happy.

Jamie: So, what do you say?

Vicky: I say it's wonderful.

Jamie: Yes! Thank you, thank you.

Vicky: Congratulations.

Jamie: You sure you're ok about this?

Vicky: Yes, do I look ok?

Jamie: Actually, you look great. You really do.

Vicky: I feel great, clearly great.

Jamie: Is this because of Ryan?

Vicky: Oh, it has something to do with it. Now, if Marley could stop acting so stubborn ‑‑

Jamie: Look, try to understand.

Vicky: Could you talk to her? Tell her I miss her, love her, I'm sorry?

Jamie: Yeah, I'll do what I can.

Vicky: Thanks.

Jamie: Who knows, maybe one day we'll all be friends, right?

Vicky: Oh, boy, I would love that. I would.

Jamie: No, really ‑‑ I think it's possible.

Vicky: I would love that.

Jamie: Great. Look, I have to go. Did I tell you I found a baseball glove that will fit Steven?

Vicky: Hey, hey ‑‑ spring training, he's ready.

Jamie: You said it.

Vicky: Oh, Jamie, thank you ‑‑ thank you for telling me first.

Jamie: Sure. Take care.

Vicky: Bye.

Ryan: What's going on?

Vicky: Jamie's marrying Marley.

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Yeah, come on in. Hey, John.

John: Hey, Mike. Looks like you're making a little headway.

Michael: Well, I got ‑‑ I don't have much time, really, so just jump in anywhere.

John: Ok. I brought some beer, but tell me, what goes here?

Michael: Well, what am I supposed to do with this music, man? What am I supposed to do with these CDs? I mean, I don't know what to leave, what to take.

John: Why don't you leave the jazz? Donna hated jazz.

Michael: What do I do about the stuff that we liked together? You know, I mean, what am I supposed to do? I'm supposed to take "Cats," she's supposed to take "Miss Saigon"? What am I supposed to do with the pictures, John? I can't cut them in half.

John: You want to do this some other day?

Michael: No, no, I want to do this now.

John: All right, then, let's do it.

Michael: All right. I want to get this done before Donna gets home from the sentencing.

John: Is that where she is now?

Michael: Yeah ‑‑ yeah, I saw her there.

John: How was she?

Michael: I really don't know, to tell you the truth. I didn't give her much of a chance to talk.

John: Tell me something, do you think she's likely to get a jail term?

Michael: Well, I think that Morgan is gonna press for it, yeah.

John: Stacey can handle Morgan.

Michael: Yeah, if Donna doesn't get in the way.

John: Yeah.

Michael: You know, I can't believe her. You know what she did? I offered to get her a security guard for this place because Carl Hutchins might ‑‑ anyway, she turned me down. She just turned me down, and she's gonna be living here by herself from here on out.

John: She's done it before, Mike.

Michael: I know, and look what happened.

John: You're doing what you have to do. It's just not going to happen overnight. Not with Donna.

Michael: Oh, to heck with the music. I don't want the music.

John: Still in love with her, aren't you?

Michael: Oh, man. You know, even if I wanted to take her back, I couldnít. Because of all the lies. Because of everything she's done.

John: She's not gonna let you go, Mike.

Michael: Well, she doesn't have much choice in the matter, John. You know, the only time I don't think about her is when I'm with Stacey.

John: Stacey?

Michael: Yeah, well, we've gone out a couple of times.

John: Really?

Michael: Yeah. You know, she's honest, she accepts people for who they are, she kind of tells it like it is. And she's ‑‑ she's a lot of fun, and we can talk, you know? We can talk about anything. Not just business, but anything.

John: Well, she's certainly not like Donna. But, Mike, just promise me you'll go slow.

Michael: Yeah, I will.

John: So, let's start putting this stuff in the car.

Michael: Hey. This is it, isn't it? My life with Donna is over.

Judge Woods: Mrs. Hudson, you have pleaded guilty to perjury and to obstruction of justice. For perjury, the court sentences you to 18 months in prison. And for obstruction of justice, also 18 months, the sentences to be served concurrently. Mrs. Hudson, I want you to take a step toward compensating for your crime. Accordingly, the sentences will be suspended for the time already served and for public service to be assigned.

Morgan: Your honor ‑‑

Judge Woods: There is also the question that you will be under probation for the full term, and if you violate that probation ‑‑ if you so much as get a parking ticket, I will revoke that suspension.

Morgan: Your honor, I'm sorry, but I feel this is too lenient. She knowingly broke the law here.

Judge Woods: 500 hours of community service should begin to impress upon her the gravity of her actions.

Donna: [Whispering] 500 hours?

Stacey: [Whispering] Stay there.

Morgan: This is absolutely outrageous!

Judge Woods: Let me finish, Ms. Graves. Mrs. Hudson, I advise you, do not miss one hour.

Donna: I will not.

Morgan: All right, then the state requests that this woman then serve where the need is greatest. She should not be allowed to further mock the law by playing charity circuit volunteer.

Judge Woods: Do you have a recommendation?

Morgan: Aren't there some openings on the highway crew? You know, the one that's putting the freeway through the old landfill?

Sharlene: But I still don't understand why John won't trust me.

Taylor: Because your relationship with him has become severely damaged.

Sharlene: What do you think I should do?

Taylor: Can you repair your relationship with John?

Sharlene: If I can't ‑‑

Taylor: Can you consider a life without him?

Sharlene: Are you suggesting I leave him?

Taylor: No, no, no. I want you to think, though, about all of your options. Can you make him happy, living such a conflicted life?

Sharlene: Well, I know that this has been very hard on John, having to deal with all of my problems and the rumors surrounding me.

Taylor: Yes, I know.

Sharlene: Yes, you would know. You would know probably better than anyone what he's been through.

Taylor: Yes ‑‑ yes, I do.

Sharlene: And I guess you know what it's like to ‑‑ to have to live with rumors and gossip.

Taylor: Have you been talking with Grant?

Sharlene: Taylor, I told him that I knew you, and you would never get involved with a patient. Not like he said.

Taylor: Brian was brilliant.

Sharlene: You were the only person he could talk to?

Taylor: He was trapped in a stifling relationship.

Sharlene: Because of his wife?

Taylor: I'm really not at liberty to talk about it.

Sharlene: I just ‑‑ I had heard that he was married.

Taylor: They had broken up, and I was blamed for that, but of course that wasn't true.

Sharlene: He was killed in a car accident?

Taylor: Grant told you that?

Sharlene: Yes, he did.

Taylor: Sharlene, you can't believe everything that man says.

Sharlene: He said the man gave you money.

Taylor: He's telling you lies to attack me and disrupt your therapy. He's so obvious.

Sharlene: The man's name is Brian James?

Taylor: Why are you asking me so many questions?

Sharlene: I just realized that you know everything about me, and I know so little about you.

Taylor: I hope you know that I want you to be well.

Sharlene: But, Taylor, it must have been terrible for you, what you went through.

Taylor: Yes. I have got to get going. I have a patient at 2:30.

Sharlene: You don't want to finish your lunch?

Taylor: Ah ‑‑ no, no. It was ‑‑ I'm so glad that we got back in touch.

Sharlene: No, no, no ‑‑ this is my lunch. You've done enough for me already.

Taylor: Thank you. Thank you very much. Bye.

Michael: So, I've ordered 24‑hour protection for Marley.

Jamie: Because of Carl Hutchins?

Michael: Yeah. The police seem to be focusing all their efforts on protecting Kathleen.

Jamie: Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Marley.

Michael: I know how much you care about her.

Jamie: That's why I wanted to talk to you, Michael.

Michael: Is something wrong?

Jamie: Uh, no ‑‑ no.

Michael: Well, then what? I mean, I have to tell you, I got a little nervous when you asked me to lunch, and ‑‑

Jamie: No ‑‑ no, I'm sorry. It's nothing like that. I've made a decision, and ‑‑ hey, would you like some wine?

Michael: Uh, no, thanks. So, you were saying?

Jamie: Yes, I was saying ‑‑ uh, well, actually, I wasn't saying yet, but I was about to say ‑‑

Michael: Are you nervous? You're nervous. Come on.

Jamie: No, um, maybe a ‑‑ Michael, um, I'd like to marry Marley.

Michael: Really?

Jamie: I've loved her for a long time, and she has already made my life very full, and I know I can make her happy.

Michael: I don't know, Jamie.

Jamie: Look, I know I don't have the best track record in the world, but Marley and I have something special together, and we want to be together.

Michael: Well, I can't think of anyone I'd rather see Marley with right now than you.

Jamie: I know you may ‑‑ do you mean that?

Michael: Yeah, why wouldn't I?

Jamie: Well, the things that happened between Vicky and me ‑‑ I know you weren't very happy about those.

Michael: Well, I wasnít. But you and Vicky seem to have made your peace. I'm very happy about that.

Jamie: I talked to Vicky before I came here. She ‑‑ I think she understands.

Michael: Have you talked to Marley?

Jamie: Not yet.

Michael: Jamie, do you think you might be rushing into this a little quickly, in light of all that's happened?

Jamie: I won't pressure her. I've never been more sure about my feelings in my life, Michael.

Michael: Well, congratulations, then. I wish you and Marley all the best.

Jamie: Thank you.

Michael: I hope that ‑‑

Jamie: What?

Michael: Nothing ‑‑ well, actually, I was just going to say that I wish you and Marley all the happiness in your marriage that Donna and I didn't have.

Morgan: Well, the state has suggested five jobs, and Mrs. Hudson has argued that she is not suited for any of them. Surely she is capable of helping some people fill out forms at a welfare agency? Come on.

Judge Woods: Mrs. Hudson, I am sure you have no desire to waste any more of the state's money.

Donna: No, of course not. Excuse me, just ‑‑ Stacey?

Stacey: Your honor ‑‑

Morgan: Your honor, the point is that this job is supposed to be a punishment, not a reward.

Stacey: Your honor, may I take a moment with my client?

Judge Woods: A moment.

Stacey: Thank you. You have got to be reasonable.

Donna: I know where I can work that it would do the most good.

Stacey: Well, I'm afraid to ask.

Donna: The clinic ‑‑ Jamieís clinic. You know it's a good idea.

Stacey: Your honor?

Judge Woods: Ms. Winthrop.

Stacey: I'd like to request that Donna be put in a job down at the Waterfront in the new free clinic. It happens to be right near my office, and I know that there are volunteers badly needed there. It's not a glamour job.

Judge Woods: That seems a reasonable request. I order Mrs. Hudson to be an unpaid volunteer in the free clinic.

Donna: Thank you.

Morgan: Your honor, are you aware of the fact that ‑‑

Judge Woods: I have another hearing, Ms. Graves.

Stacey: Let's go.

Donna: Thank you.

Stacey: Thank you, your honor.

Donna: Well, we got through that one.

Stacey: Mm‑hmm.

Morgan: You had better watch your step, my dear. Because I assure you, I will be.

Donna: Morgan, I think you ought to get out more.

Stacey: Here's your copy of the plea.

Donna: Thank you.

Stacey: Sure.

Donna: Well, at least being at the clinic I'll be able to work through my problems with Marley.

Stacey: I hope so. I have to get going. I'm meeting someone.

[Knock on door]

Taylor: Yes?

John: Taylor, it's John.

Taylor: Just a minute.

Taylor: Hi.

John: Hi.

Taylor: I'm glad to see you.

John: Glad to see you. I just dropped by to see how your lunch went with Sharlene.

Taylor: Um, it went very well.

John: She seemed ok?

Taylor: I wasn't there in a professional capacity, John.

John: But you managed to clear up some things?

Taylor: I ‑‑ I hope so.

John: Well, good, yeah. Well, I've got rounds to make, so I just wanted to drop by and see how it went. I'll see you later.

Taylor: John?

John: Mm‑hmm?

Taylor: Take care.

John: Yeah. You, too.

Taylor: She doesn't understand it, John. She doesn't understand about us. But it doesn't matter. No one's going to believe her.

Stacey: Well, I got Donna what she wanted.

Michael: What, what was that?

Stacey: Community service. 500 hours down at the free clinic.

Michael: At Jamieís clinic?

Stacey: Mm‑hmm. Yeah, the Judge gave her a suspended sentence.

Michael: That's it?

Stacey: Well, she's on probation for 18 months. But I consider her pretty lucky.

Michael: Morgan must be seething.

Stacey: You should have seen some of the jobs that she was trying to get for Donna.

Michael: The mind reels. I can't imagine what they were.

Stacey: All unbelievable. The least of which was heavy cleaning.

Michael: It's amazing. How did you do that?

Stacey: I don't know. A pretty understanding Judge. I just hope that Donna and Marley can work things out somewhere down the line.

Michael: Well, I gotta tell you, you're just fantastic. You did a great job. This is wonderful.

Stacey: You seem really relieved.

Michael: I am, I am. I don't have to worry about Donna anymore. This whole ordeal is behind us. She's free.

Stacey: That's great.

Michael: And now, I can begin to concentrate on my life.

Donna: I'll get them back. I'll get you all back.

Ryan: It's still hard on you, isn't it?

Vicky: Marley and Jamie?

Ryan: Mm‑hmm.

Vicky: What took me so long to get over him? He used to walk into a room, and I would shake.

Ryan: Mm?

Vicky: I would ‑‑ I would just ‑‑

Ryan: I don't do that to you now?

Vicky: Oh, shut up. [Laughs]

Ryan: Kiss me.

Vicky: Let me finish!

Ryan: Kiss me.

Vicky: Let me finish. Ok. Jamie's standing here and told me about Marley, and nothing happened.

Ryan: Nothing?

Vicky: I was fine. No, I wasn't fine.

Ryan: What were you?

Vicky: I was terrific.

Ryan: Yeah?

Vicky: Yes, I'm over him, you know? I'm just over him. Because of you.

Ryan: I love you.

[Phone ringing]

Vicky: This is such a surprise, isn't it? I mean ‑‑

Ryan: The phone.

Vicky: The phone is ringing. Hello? Oh, yeah. Yes, hold on a sec. For you.

Ryan: For me? Hello?

Ryan: Uh‑huh. Yeah, ok. Well, just let me know if you hear anything more, ok? Thank you.

Vicky: What, what happened?

Ryan: They've spotted Carl Hutchins in Chicago.

Vicky: Whoo, that's close.

Ryan: Yeah. And he's coming this way.

Carl: I need to be in Bay City for a late lunch. Will we make it in time?

Driver: Yes, Mr. Hutchins. Is this business or pleasure?

Carl: A little of both. A little of both.

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