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Another World Transcript Monday 3/5/07
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Vicky: Do I know how to welcome my man home, or what?
Ryan: Beats a slipper and pipe any day.
Vicky: You ain't seen nothing yet.
Ryan: Oh, be still, my beating heart.
Vicky: Check it out. Come, come, come, come.
Ryan: Uh, what a spread.
Vicky: Gourmet take-out. Fancy, or what?
Ryan: Uh -- Vicky, did you forget that we invited the guys over? They're going to be coming over any minute.
Vicky: Yeah, I know. I've got to pop these hot hors d'oeuvres in the microwave. Only the best for Bay City's finest.
Ryan: Vicky, this is a poker night.
Vicky: Oh, I know, the guys are going to love the bisque.
Vicky: They're here. Ok.
Vicky: Hi. Come on in. Welcome, welcome. The party's just starting.
Ryan: Hey, guys.
Carlos: Hey, Ryan. What the heck's going on?
Vicky: Oh, the party's just starting.
Donna: Are you sure he's not there? Oh, I see. No, thank you, Jenny. There's no message. Bye-bye. Thanks.
Bridget: Mr. Michael's not in his office, then?
Donna: Mr. Michael's having dinner with Miss golly-gee Stacey Winthrop at the Paradise.
Bridget: I'll bet you've got that look in your eye again.
Donna: I certainly do. She's trying to steal my husband.
Bridget: Oh, now. Mr. Michael made it very clear what his feelings were.
Donna: Bridget, Michael and I are married. The separation is temporary and that's all it is.
[Knock at door]
Man's voice: Mrs. Hudson. I know you're in there. I've still got these divorce papers to serve. Now, come on, open up.
Bridget: What's that?
Cass: What exactly are you trying to say?
Frankie: I am not trying to say it. I am saying it. How much longer is Kathleen going to take up every waking moment of our lives?
Felicia: Cass, it's Joe. He needs to talk to you right now. He's in the garage.
Joe: I lost Kathleen.
Cass: You what?
Joe: I got on the elevator, heard a noise and when I went toward it, the doors closed behind me.
Cass: You're not supposed to let her out of your sight.
Joe: Look, just meet her. She's coming up. Meet her at the doors.
Frankie: What happened?
Cass: Kathleen's on the elevator, alone.
Felicia: Carl Hutchins is in this building.
Carl: So, Kathleen, we meet again.
Kathleen: You stay away from me, Carl.
Ada: Hi, Stacey.
Stacey: Hi. Is Michael here?
Ada: Michael who?
Stacey: Michael Hudson.
Ada: Michael Hudson? Is Michael Hudson here?
Stacey: Yeah, he's --
Ada: You're late.
Ada: Come on, give me your coat.
Stacey: Great, thanks.
Ada: Hurry up.
Stacey: Has he been here long?
Ada: Well, you know.
Ada: Don't muss your hair. Hurry up.
Stacey: Thanks. Hi, Michael.
Stacey: Sorry I'm late. I got a phone call before I left.
Michael: It's all right. I understand. Actually, I'm just glad you showed up.
Stacey: How do the specials sound?
Michael: Stacey, look, I want to apologize for the other night.
Stacey: No, I know I was a little bit abrupt.
Michael: I -- look, I should never have asked that.
Stacey: Well, you asked me to find out why Lucas was working for Hutchins, hence using my business relationship with him which puts me in a difficult position.
Michael: All right, I'm sorry. Ok, I'm sorry. I was just trying to protect my family, that's all.
Stacey: And I want to help as much as I can.
Michael: I should never have asked you to betray one client's confidentiality to help another.
Stacey: Michael, it's just difficult because I'm your lawyer, I'm also your -- I -- friend.
Michael: Well, that does give us plenty of reasons to get together, doesn't it?
Stacey: It's just I never know which hat to be wearing or which hat you're expecting me to wear when I see you --
Michael: Well, then, tonight, how about we don't talk business and we just hang out and have a good time? How about it? Please?
Michael: Come on. Yeah? Ok. Are you sure you're ok with this?
Stacey: No. Well, if it isn't the future doctor and Mrs. Frame. Hello.
Ada: I could hardly find my way, I was blinded by Marley's ring.
Stacey: [Gasps] Let me see. This is beautiful. Wow.
Jamie: You should be proud to wear it.
Stacey: Oh, it's stunning.
Ada: Wear? She could serve dinner for four on that thing.
Stacey: I am so happy for you.
Marley: Thank you, Stacey.
Michael: Welcome to the family again.
Jamie: Thank you, Michael. Thank you.
Ada: I've got a bottle of champagne with your names on it.
Jamie: How are you?
Stacey: My friend.
Jamie: Good to see you. I feel like I'm walking on air.
Ada: I'm going to get it right now.
Marley: Thank you, Ada.
Stacey: Tell me, Jamie, how did you pop the question? Was it romantic?
Marley: Oh, well, yes, we had dinner on the dock.
Stacey: Oh, in one of those little Italian -- seafood restaurants?
Jamie: Well, actually, it was on the dock itself.
Stacey: Oh, very suave.
Jamie: Come on, tell her how great it was.
Marley: It was, oh -- [Laughs] I was making a wish on a star and I opened my eyes and he was holding a ring.
Jamie: Why not? She made my wish come true.
Stacey: Did you guys set a date?
Marley: No, but I would like to do it soon.
Jamie: Tomorrow is ok with me.
Michael: I got to say, you guys seem awfully happy to me.
Marley: So we have your blessing?
Michael: You make me feel like a patriarch.
Marley: Hey, if the shoe fits.
Michael: All right. Yes. I give you my blessing.
Marley: Oh, thank you.
Jamie: Thank you.
Stacey: So have you told the rest of the family?
Marley: Well, Jamie told Vicky, which I thought was very sweet.
Michael: Yeah, I appreciated that myself.
Marley: Yeah. And I'm going to call uncle John and grandma Clara and Peter and Nicole --
Marley: And once I get finished with them, I can start making up the rest of the guest list.
Stacey: Would you mind if I borrowed Jamie for a minute?
Jamie: What's up?
Stacey: Shop talk.
Jamie: Stacey, now?
Stacey: Well, I'm handling a damage suit and one of your patients over at the clinic -- well, I need the background on him. Would it be all right?
Marley: If it's going to court, yes.
Jamie: Yeah, sure. Ok.
Stacey: Great. Ok. Well, don't pop that cork on the champagne until we get back. All right?
Jamie: Please wait.
Marley: We won't.
Stacey: Excuse us.
Michael: I think Stacey just wanted to give us a few minutes to talk alone.
Marley: I know.
Michael: That list. I didn't hear your mother's name.
Marley: No. You didn't. She'll find out through the grapevine.
Michael: You don't want to tell her yourself?
Marley: I don't want to make a special call, no.
Michael: She'll be hurt.
Marley: She hurt me.
Michael: [Clears throat] Honey, I saw your mom the other night.
Marley: You did?
Michael: Mm-hmm. Carl Hutchins had paid her a visit.
Marley: Was she all right?
Michael: She was pretty shook up. That's why I went over there.
Michael: I think Carl Hutchins has something up his sleeve. I just know it.
Marley: So what happens now?
Michael: I've got my security people keeping a close watch on her.
Marley: So she'll be safe?
Michael: I hope. I also -- I'm also trying to go through with the divorce.
Michael: Well, actually, the people who are serving the papers don't seem to be having too much luck.
[Knock at door]
Donna: [Whispering] Bridget, Bridget, answer the door. Tell them I'm not here.
Bridget: But you are here.
Donna: [Whispering] Bridget, please.
Bridget: I can't lie. You know that -- I never do it very well.
Donna: [Whispering] Bridget, Bridget, just do me this favor. Please. Please.
Bridget: Yes, for you, yes.
Donna: [Whispering] All right. I'll be in the kitchen. I'll be in the kitchen.
[Knock at door]
Bridget: Will you stop all that racket?
Man: Where is she?
Bridget: Uh -- Mrs. Hudson's not here.
Man: I heard voices.
Bridget: Oh, well, I was just listening to the TV, I was listening to divorce -- "Divorce Court."
Man: Lady, I've heard them all before.
Bridget: Oh, listen to that, now, the commercial is on now, I'll have to go. Excuse me. Oh, my. I don't believe I did that.
Miss Donna. You can come out now.
Donna: You're a life saver. Thank you.
Bridget: I don't think he believed me.
Donna: Angela and I have this down pat. We've done it three times already.
Bridget: You know, one of these days he's going to catch you.
Donna: So be it. But that'll give Michael more time to change his mind.
Bridget: Do you really think that Mr. Michael is going to do that?
Donna: He doesn't know what he's giving up.
Bridget: My dear, I know how painful this is for you.
Donna: And I know just how to remind him.
Carl: Well, it's true what they say. It's a very small world.
Kathleen: For a smart man, you've made a very dumb move.
Carl: How so?
Kathleen: Cass and a battalion of police are waiting for me.
Carl: Oh. Yes, I'm told you have quite an entourage.
Kathleen: You try and hurt me now, you will never get away with it.
Carl: I have no such intention, Kathleen.
Kathleen: Carl, I know what you're doing.
Carl: Do you?
Kathleen: Yes. So does the rest of Bay City.
Carl: Then you know I'm here to clear up these terrible misconceptions.
Kathleen: [Laughs] Carl, just stop lying.
Carl: You know, I watched your appearance on television, and you painted me in a most unsavory light.
Kathleen: I only told the truth. I will never forgive you for what you did to me.
Carl: Now, now, ducky. I could say the same to you.
Felicia: All right, I called building security.
Cass: Oh, come on, come on, get here.
Felicia and Frankie: Kathleen.
Kathleen: I'm fine.
Cass: What did you do to her?
Carl: Ask her.
Cass: I told you to stay away from Kathleen.
Carl: I met her here quite by accident in this elevator.
Cass: I don't care. I'm not giving you another chance to hurt my wife.
Vicky: Try this lamb curry. It is like the best stew you ever wrapped your chops around.
Carlos: It looks great, Vicky. Ryan, can I have some pizza?
Man: Vicky, this pie's not bad.
Vicky: Nice thing to do to a goose's liver, isn't it?
Vicky: Oh. That is Chateau Montrachet '75. It's humorous, yet bold with a wonderfully delicious bouquet. I knock it back all the time.
Man: Beer's fine.
Vicky: Anybody been to Lajeau Bleu?
Ryan: Lajeau what?
Vicky: Bleu? Bleu? Blue? It's a new restaurant. It just opened last week.
Carlos: Oh. Where is it?
Vicky: It's over on Powell.
Man: Oh, yeah, near Ben's Deli.
Man: Joint looks expensive.
Vicky: No, but it has really wonderful food. They flew in a gourmet chef from one of the four-star restaurants in Manhattan.
Vicky: Read any Joseph Wambaugh?
Man: Yeah, I got some extra cubs tickets, so anybody available? Second
Man: Yeah. It's the cubbies' year. I can feel it. Check out the hitting. I think if they could just get their pitching together, they'd really be a team.
Ryan: Can I talk to you, honey?
Vicky: I blew it, didn't I?
Ryan: No -- who did you think was coming over here? The newest members of your country club?
Vicky: They're your friends. I wanted to impress them.
Ryan: These guys don't know anything about fancy French restaurants. I mean, they can't even pronounce half the things that are on this table.
Vicky: I was never good with cops.
Ryan: What does that have anything to do with it?
Vicky: Well, some things never change.
Ryan: Vicky, you're confusing me more often now. What --
Vicky: When I was growing up in Lassiter, I was just a kid with an attitude, you know? The cops had no use for me and vice versa.
Ryan: Yeah. Well, you're not in Lassiter any more. And I happen to think you do pretty well with cops.
Vicky: I guess I just thought if I didn't put up a good front, then they would think that I was still the same trashy bimbo that I used to be, and that all I'm good for is trouble.
Ryan: Yeah, well, you're my trashy bimbo. And I happen to think you'd put up a pretty good fight.
Vicky: Ryan! I think I wanted them to think that you were really lucky to be with this bright, witty, sophisticated woman about town.
Ryan: Right now they just think you're weird.
Vicky: Hm. So what do I do?
Ryan: Stop trying so hard.
Vicky: But I want them to like me.
Ryan: Just be yourself. Everything will be fine.
Vicky: You think so?
Ryan: Trust me.
Vicky: I love you.
Ryan: So, what did I miss?
Carlos: Oh. Who's hitting for average, Dunston or Dawson? He says Dawson.
Ryan: Sandberg, definitely. Leads the team.
Vicky: All right. All right. These babies are finally cold.
Ryan: All right.
Vicky: Fellas, who's up for some poker?
Kathleen: Cass, be careful.
Cass: See if he has a gun.
Carl: I'm on parole. Do you really think I'd be armed?
Cass: I wouldn't put anything past you.
Carl: Thank you. Thank you, one and all. Well, that's quite a welcome.
Cass: Come after Kathleen again and you'll see quite a farewell.
Carl: You know, since Kathleen's return --
Cass: Don't even mention her name!
Frankie: Cass, calm down.
Carl: Yes. Cass, calm down. These threats, apart from being litigious, are also very unpleasant.
Kathleen: Cass -- Cass, I'm all right.
Cass: Are you sure?
Kathleen: He didn't hurt me.
Carl: Yes, you see? There you have it. Right from the horse's mouth, as they say.
Frankie: What were you doing in that elevator?
Carl: Who are you?
Felicia: Carl, I told you before. You're not welcome here.
Carl: Hello, Felicia. Now, I trust we've had enough of the unpleasantness.
Felicia: Maybe you'd like to meet my bouncer.
Carl: Well, we all know about bouncers. They bounce.
Joe: Are you all right?
Kathleen: I'm all right.
Carl: What? More passionate defenders? Kathleen, how do you do it?
Joe: Did he do anything I can arrest him for?
Carl: Ask her. Kathleen, have I?
Carl: So, then the only one who's being wronged is me.
Lucas: Take it easy, Carl.
Carl: Oh, Lucas, shut up. I could have Mr. Winthrop arrested for assault and battery. We've got enough witnesses.
Cass: If you keep after Kathleen, I'll commit a lot more than assault and battery.
Frankie: What about all those threats you made against Kathleen?
Carl: Who are you?
Kathleen: You swore to get even with me and anyone that I cared about. Why do you think I've been in hiding all of these years?
Carl: I don't know how to say this.
Cass: Say what?
Carl: You've wasted three years of your life, Kathleen, because of some terrible mistake.
Carl: I never threatened you at all, Kathleen.
Michael: All right. Now, everybody get your glasses ready, ok, we're going to do another toast.
Stacey: Ok, another one. Ok.
Michael: This one. This one is to my lovely daughter and her future husband.
Stacey: I'll drink to that.
Michael: May the look -- well, you can drink to that. I'll drink to that, too. But I want to say may the look of love that is in your eyes tonight remain with you for the rest of your lives.
Jamie: Thank you.
Marley: Thank you.
Jamie: Now as hard as it is to pull myself away from this beautiful woman, I want to go thank grandma for the champagne.
Marley: Thank her for me, too.
Michael: You know, I think I'll join you.
Jamie: Come on. Oh, Ada.
Marley and Stacey: [Laughing]
Stacey: Oh, boy. So I heard you're volunteering down at the clinic again.
Marley: Oh, yes, I love it there.
Stacey: Great. Well, then you're going to have to sneak next door and let me know what's going on with your wedding plans.
Marley: Ok. Do you like working there? In the neighborhood, I mean?
Stacey: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I love it.
Marley: I think there's more we can do for the people there.
Stacey: Well, what did you have in mind?
Marley: Well, the empty storefront across the street would make a perfect day-care center. Or we could talk the mayor into making it a job center, I think.
Stacey: Uh-huh. Listen, Marley, can I interrupt you for one second? I need to tell you something before those guys get back.
Marley: Sure, what is it?
Stacey: I just wanted to thank you.
Marley: For what?
Stacey: Well, for making me -- accepting my being here tonight.
Marley: Stacey, you're a friend of Jamie's.
Stacey: I know, but you know, I'm also your dad's date.
Marley: That's ok, too.
Stacey: Yeah, but it could have made for an awkward situation.
Marley: Really, it's fine.
Stacey: Well, when your dad told Victoria, she was less than thrilled about the whole thing.
Marley: I'm not Vicky.
Stacey: Right. Well, thank you. I appreciate you making me feel comfortable.
Marley: Stacey, Michael likes you so much. You obviously make him so happy.
Stacey: We like being together.
Marley: Well, I wouldn't interfere.
Stacey: And I would never, ever interfere between the two of you, either.
Marley: Ok. Well, since we're on the subject, do you mind if I ask you where it's headed?
Stacey: You mean what are my intentions?
Marley: It's too personal. I'm sorry.
Stacey: Oh, no, no, gosh. No, it's not that. It's -- no, Michael and I... well, we, um... It's new. I --
Marley: That's fine.
Stacey: I just -- I'll tell you this much. Your dad is one of the most exciting men that I've met in a long time. And there is something about him that makes me feel so good.
Stacey: I --
Marley: It could get serious?
Stacey: Oh, boy, no, I don't think he's ready for that at all.
Marley: He's just been through a lot.
Stacey: Yeah, and I just figured that we would take it slow and whatever happens, happens.
Stacey: But I want you to know that I would never, ever hurt your dad.
Marley: Thank you.
Jamie: Grandma wants to make sure we know how happy she is for us.
Marley: Oh. You didn't let her pay for this, did you?
Michael: No, no, no, no, no. This is my party, I'm paying for it. That's it.
Marley: All right.
Michael: So, what did you guys dish about?
Stacey: The honeymoon.
Jamie: Do I get a vote, maybe?
Marley: I thought Nice was our special place.
Stacey: Oh, well, Nice is very nice but I was thinking Hawaii.
Michael: Have another glass of champagne.
Stacey: What about the Kona coast?
Jamie: Kona -- the beach is always great.
Marley: Oh, that would be good. I'm sure.
Michael: Wait, wait, Nice, Kona -- how about something really exotic? Do you want something traditional?
Stacey: Oh, no, I think they had the heart-shaped tubs in mind, heart-shaped beds.
Marley: You know, that was exactly what we were thinking.
Michael: Is that right?
Donna: Hi, Ada.
Donna: How are you?
Ada: Table for one?
Donna: Yes, please.
Ada: There's something I think you ought to know.
Donna: Oh, please don't tell me you're out of the shrimp dijon.
Ada: Michael's here.
Ada: With Stacey.
Donna: Well, I'll just have to accept that we'll be running into one another from time to time.
Ada: Uh, you think you'd rather come back another night?
Donna: Don't be silly, Ada. In fact, I'm going to go over and speak to them right now. After all, we're all adults.
Ada: Yeah, but they're not -- alone.
Jamie: Any place will be paradise as long as we're together.
Marley: Oh, so sweet.
Stacey: Oh, boy, um --
Michael: Oh, boy what?
Donna: Hello. I see you have some big news, Marley.
Marley: Yes. Jamie and I are getting married.
Joe: Another one of your mind games, Hutchins?
Carl: I never threatened Kathleen.
Kathleen: You're lying.
Carl: You've been running away from someone who hasn't been chasing you, Kathleen.
Kathleen: You said I was as good as dead, and so was anyone that I cared about.
Carl: To whom did I say this?
Carl: Was there anyone else there?
Kathleen: You know we were alone.
Carl: I maintain I said no such thing.
Kathleen: Jog your memory a bit. It was right before I got on the plane.
Carl: What plane?
Cass: Didn't you wonder how it happened that you got sent away?
Carl: Until I saw Felicia's television broadcast, I had no idea that you even gave testimony.
Cass: Then what about the plane crash?
Carl: Small planes, Cass, go down once a week. I mean just -- look at the statistics.
Frankie: You're saying it was an accident.
Cass: Well, one skillfully orchestrated by the FBI. To its own advantage.
Joe: What are you saying?
Carl: It was you and your people that convinced Kathleen that I was after her.
Joe: And why would we do that?
Carl: So that you could continue your vendetta against me.
Joe: I think prison destroyed some of your brain cells.
Cass: Nobody's buying any of this.
Carl: Show me the proof. Give me the proof. Where's the evidence that says I'm a threat to anyone?
Cass: You stole three years of Kathleen's life and now you waltz in here telling us that you're the victim.
Carl: Cass, I'm sorry for Kathleen's suffering. But the blame lies elsewhere.
Cass: You dress very nicely. Your speech is ever so eloquent and exact. But you are still the most revolting, most immoral human being I have ever met.
Carl: You call me immoral? Do you? You're the one with two wives, Cass.
Felicia: If you're not out of here this minute, I'm going to call the police.
Joe: Take your time, Hutchins. Give me a reason to put cuffs on you.
Carl: Yes. Well, it's no great loss. The food, I thought, was substandard. Now you've really got your work cut out for you. Be well.
Lucas: I'll make sure he stays away from this place.
Frankie: I have never seen that man in action before and he's scary.
Cass: Yeah, and smart like a fox.
Joe: How are you holding up?
Kathleen: Well, Carl sure knows how to ruin a dinner party.
Joe: What's the matter? What's the matter? Hold on to me.
Lucas: Give her some air.
Joe: Take deep breaths. Take deep breaths.
Cass: Here, I'll get that.
Cass: Are you ok?
Kathleen: I sometimes get dizzy, Cass -- it's my legacy from the plane crash.
Cass: Drink this. It's not going to change a bloody thing but it might help you feel a little better. Come on.
Vicky: Sorry, boys. Read 'em and weep.
Carlos: Oh, not again.
Vicky: Oh, yes, again.
Man: Nobody is that lucky.
Vicky: Luck had nothing to do with it.
Man: Yeah, you taught her good, man.
Ryan: I didn't teach her anything. She wrote the book herself.
Vicky: Ha-ha. My deal.
Vicky: Oh, I get another deal.
Carlos: I'm losing everything.
Man: All right.
Vicky: All right. Jacks are better to open. Deuces, spades wild. Trips to win and progression in cards and money.
Carlos: Is that it?
Vicky: Yes, dear. Oh, come on.
Man: No, I can't. Can't open. Do you know them two punks we busted -- the Judge gave them six months?
Second Man: Oh.
Vicky: First you get to put those guys in jail and they get out before you know it.
Man: I nailed this pusher this afternoon. Guy was carrying a .357 magnum.
Vicky: If you're caught with an unlicensed gun, you should be thrown in jail. That's what I say.
Man: Amen to that, sister. Quarter.
Carlos: Well, you should have seen Harrison settling a domestic dispute this morning.
Vicky: Let's hear.
Ryan: No. No big deal.
Vicky: I'll see a quarter, raise a dime.
Carlos: Are you kidding?
Ryan: I'm out.
Vicky: What, your team handles domestic situations?
Carlos: We do when it's like today.
Ryan: Really -- it was nothing, Carlos. Nothing happened. Nothing happened.
Vicky: The way you say nothing happened sounds like something happened.
Ryan: I'll get that.
Ryan: All right, what do you need?
Joe: Ryan, it's Joe.
Ryan: Hey, what's up?
Joe: I'm at Tops with Kathleen. We've had a little excitement.
Joe: Yeah, he showed up.
Ryan: Is Kathleen all right?
Joe: He gave her a little scare, that's all.
Ryan: So is he under arrest?
Joe: No grounds.
Ryan: Well, what was he there for?
Joe: Pleading innocent. Claims he never has threatened her.
Joe: Ryan, he's up to something.
Ryan: All right. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Joe: No. There's no reason for you to give up your night off. I just wanted you to know. I'll keep you posted.
Cass: You sure you're ok? Do you need to see a doctor?
Felicia: Honey, we could have Jamie come over to the house.
Kathleen: No, I'm feeling better.
Felicia: Well, you know what, her color is coming back a little.
Kathleen: Good. Maybe I can go another round with Hutchins.
Joe: And Hutchins will have another day thanks to Cass.
Cass: Joe, what's your problem?
Joe: You stopped Hutchins from making a mistake.
Cass: I don't care about Hutchins, I was trying to protect Kathleen.
Joe: The plan was to bait him into making a mistake so we could put him away.
Cass: Bait him? You let him into an elevator with her.
Joe: And then you roughed him up. Oh, maybe we'll get lucky. Maybe he'll press charges and then you'll be off his back and mine.
Cass: Nothing would have happened if you'd done your job.
Kathleen: That's enough, guys. I'm just not in the mood for this, ok?
Joe: Yeah, maybe if we get something to eat, you'll feel better.
Kathleen: [Sighs] You know, I'm not hungry anymore. I just want to go home and lie down.
Felicia: Honey. You sure you're all right?
Kathleen: Did you hear him, Felicia? He said this was all a mistake. Did you hear him?
Kathleen: I'm sorry if I ruined everybody's evening.
Felicia: No, no, no, no. You're safe. That's all that we care about.
Kathleen: Joe, could you go get the elevator? I'll be up in a second.
Kathleen: I thought the plan was for us to see less of one another?
Cass: I took one look at you with Carl and all bets were off.
Kathleen: When I saw you and that elevator door opened...
Donna: Marley, could I talk to you?
Marley: We're in the middle of dinner.
Donna: It'll just take a minute, please.
Marley: Excuse me. I'll be right back.
Jamie: Thank you.
Donna: May I see the ring? It's very sweet.
Marley: Thank you.
Donna: When did Jamie propose?
Marley: The other night.
Donna: Oh, well, that explains why I haven't see it. You haven't been to the clinic the last few days.
Marley: Yes, I've been there. Just not when you've been there.
Donna: Is it really so difficult to be in the same room with me?
Marley: I don't want to get into this right now.
Donna: Oh, fine. I'm terribly sorry. Go and celebrate your engagement with your father and his date.
Marley: You did this to yourself. Now, I am not about to let you ruin my evening.
Donna: Marley, wait.
Donna: I want to wish you every happiness.
Marley: Thank you.
Donna: You and Jamie have a lot of plans to make.
Donna: Don't worry. I won't try to interfere, or beg for an invitation to the wedding, and I won't show up unannounced. It's your day. I wouldn't do anything in the world to ruin it for you.
Marley: I appreciate that.
Donna: It's the wedding I always wanted for you.
Marley: I know.
Donna: Well, Jamie will help you get past the hurt and the pain.
Marley: He already has.
Donna: Does he also know that he's marrying the brightest, most beautiful, most gentle --
Marley: Donna --
Donna: Young woman -- just listen to me. This marriage is going to be based on all the right things. Truth, caring, trust. Love.
Marley: Yes. I hope so.
Donna: I know that I hurt you and I don't know if you'll ever let me make it up to you. But all I've ever wanted was for you to be happy. And now I know that you're going to be happy. That makes me happy. I love you.
Stacey: Well, I had a lovely evening tonight.
Michael: It wasn't too bad, was it?
Stacey: Not so bad.
Michael: You and Marley seemed to be talking very intently.
Stacey: Well, Marley wants very badly for you to be happy, you know.
Michael: Look, I'm sorry about Donna showing up.
Stacey: Donna doesn't bother me.
Michael: Well, good. All we have to worry about now is Vicky, huh?
Stacey: How did you feel? I mean, with me and your family?
Michael: I felt... natural.
Stacey: Good. I'm glad.
Michael: Are you sure you're ok?
Stacey: I'm ok. You know me. I like to take risks.
[Sighs] Man, you are a great kisser.
Michael: Thank you.
Stacey: Good night.
Michael: Good night?
Michael: I thought you liked to take risks.
Stacey: Well, I think I've taken enough risks for one night.
Vicky: Maybe next time.
Ryan: You guys can come back next week, maybe win back --
Vicky: Uh, Carlos.
Carlos: Great game, Vicky.
Vicky: Oh, yeah, thanks. Um, why didn't Ryan want to tell me about that marital dispute before?
Carlos: You know Ryan, he's just being modest.
Vicky: Well, yeah, but what happened?
Carlos: We got a call to see this couple. Turns out the guy's a junkie and his wife's had it. She doesn't want to give him five cents to support his habit.
Vicky: Yeah, so what did he do?
Carlos: Well, this dude thought he could loosen his wife's change purse by holding a shotgun on her.
Vicky: Oh. And you guys walked in on that?
Carlos: Well, Ryan and I came in through the fire escape. The guy was pretty strung out. Ryan walked in front of the woman and stared her man down.
Vicky: While he was pointing the shotgun at Ryan?
Carlos: Yeah. It was pretty hairy. Anyway, for a while there, I thought Ryan was going to catch both barrels.
Vicky: Well, what happened next?
Carlos: Ryan talked the guy into giving up.
Vicky: Whew. Some story, huh?
Carlos: Well, just business as usual.
Vicky: Yeah. Hey.
Carlos: I got to get going. Thanks.
Vicky: Right, yeah. See you around, Carlos.
Carlos: Great game.
Ryan: Yeah, thanks, man. All right, talk to you soon.
Carlos: All right.
Ryan: You were a big hit.
Vicky: I like your friends.
Ryan: Even though we're coppers?
Vicky: Who called before?
Ryan: Oh, that. That was Joe.
Vicky: What did he want?
Ryan: He was at Tops with Kathleen. Apparently, Carl Hutchins showed up.
Vicky: Is she ok?
Ryan: Yeah, she's fine. I guess he was just circling.
Vicky: Yeah. He's good at that.
Ryan: So it looks like I'm going to have to pay old Carl a visit.
Ryan: Just let him know that he's got to stay on his best behavior.
Vicky: Can't Joe do that?
Ryan: No, he's federal. Besides, I've got to let Carl know that this is my jurisdiction and that I'll be watching him.
Vicky: Carl won't like that very much.
Ryan: Well, that's just too bad. I guess I'm going to have a talk with him anyway.
Vicky: The way you talk to junkies that hold shotguns at your head?
Ryan: Carlos has a really big mouth.
Vicky: I don't like it when you play super cop.
Ryan: Listen, I thought we were going to not try and change each other. That we were going to --
Ryan: Guys must have forgotten something.
Ryan: Yeah? Ooh.
Man: Harrison, right?
Man: All yours.
Ryan: Well, thanks. Uh, here.
Man: Tip's already taken care of. Have a nice night.
Ryan: Yeah, you, too.
Vicky: One of your old girlfriends trying to get back in the game?
Ryan: Beats me. Sent to this address. It's for you.
Joe: I'm having Hutchins' surveillance team doubled. And I'm going to get a court order. If he gets within 50 yards of you, he's busted. Are you ok?
Kathleen: Much better.
Joe: Maybe you should go to bed, get some rest. I'll finish up on some paperwork.
Kathleen: All right.
Joe: You and Cass didn't take care of those divorce papers?
Kathleen: Carl kind of put a damper on the party.
Joe: Well, I'll have one of the men run it right over to Winthrop.
Kathleen: Never mind.
Joe: Why not?
Kathleen: I could have been killed tonight and all you care about is my stupid divorce?
Joe: You want this divorce settled, right?
Kathleen: It's what you want.
Joe: Yes. It is what I want. How do you think I feel with Cass hanging all over you?
Kathleen: Joe, you just want me to throw everything that Cass and I had like it was nothing.
Joe: No, not like it was nothing, but what about what we have?
Kathleen: This was not my favorite night. I don't need this right now.
Where did these come from?
Joe: The guard brought them in. They arrived while we were gone.
Kathleen: Are they from you?
Joe: I wish.
Cass: You haven't said a word since we left Tops.
Frankie: Nothing to say.
Cass: You mean nothing that I want to hear.
Frankie: I'm going to bed. I'm beat.
Cass: Frankie. I thought Kathleen was in a life-or-death situation.
Frankie: I'm glad she's ok. You know that.
Cass: Then what is this about?
Frankie: You haven't got an idea, have you?
Cass: Not a clue.
Frankie: You called Kathleen your wife.
Cass: I did? Oh, honey, it was the heat of the moment.
Frankie: Which is what makes it even worse.
Frankie: Because you didn't even have to think about it.
Cass: Frankie --
Frankie: It's what comes naturally to you, Cass. In your heart, you are still married to Kathleen.
Cass: You are my wife. I love you.
Frankie: I don't know how much longer I can do this, Cass.
Cass: Do what?
Frankie: Try to be kind and supportive and understanding.
Cass: I know how rough this has been for you.
Frankie: Oh, rough. Rough. This is breaking my heart.
Cass: The last thing I want is to hurt you, Frankie.
Frankie: You have no idea what this is like, Cass. You have no idea what it is like watching you two grow closer and closer.
Cass: I can't just turn my back on her.
Frankie: It scares me the way she looks at you.
Cass: Frankie --
Frankie: And it terrifies me the way you look at her.
Cass: I love you, Mary Frances.
Frankie: I don't want any of this to be happening.
Cass: Please, please, would you try -- just trust me.
Frankie: I wish that she had never come back here. Do you hear me? I wish she had never come back here!
Cass: Nothing has changed between us.
Frankie: Everything has changed!
Frankie: It isn't fair. It's not right.
Cass: Listen to me, Frankie --
Frankie: It's not right!
Bridget: Oh, Miss Donna. I didn't expect you back so soon.
Donna: Take-out from Paradise. I know you like the buffalo wings.
Bridget: Oh, thank you very much. That was very kind of you. It went pretty badly, then, hm?
Donna: [Sighs] It was a nightmare.
Bridget: I'm so sorry.
Donna: But there was one bright spot.
Bridget: Oh, what was that?
Donna: Mar --
Where did these come from?
Bridget: Well, they came just a little while ago, my dear.
Donna: Who sent them?
Bridget: I don't know. There wasn't any name on the receipt or anything. What's the --
Donna: Oh, no, no. I wouldn't put it past him.
Bridget: Put it past who? What are you talking about?
Donna: The process server. He's probably got the divorce papers hidden somewhere in here.
Bridget: Oh, come on, now, Miss Donna. Those came from the florist and that nice delivery boy from Kiegler's. That's not booby-trapped.
Donna: Then who sent them?
Vicky: You really shouldn't have.
Ryan: Well, I didn't.
Vicky: Oh, come on. Would you fess up? This was a thank-you for throwing together tonight's shindig, right?
Ryan: No, I had a different way of thanking you in mind.
Vicky: What about your friends?
Ryan: No, not the bouquet type.
Vicky: Well, who else knew that I was here?
Ryan: One way to find out. Don't be long.
Hilda: "For Mrs. Cory." I wonder who sent them?
Felicia: "Let's start over. I look forward to seeing you again soon."
Kathleen: "All my best wishes, Carl."
Carl: You say the flowers have all been delivered? Good. We'll see what they make of that.
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