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Another World Transcript Thursday 3/22/07
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Lindsey: Wait a minute, Matthew, I think somebody's out there.
Paulina: What did you just say to me?
Grant: That I think I'm falling in love with you. What's wrong?
Paulina: You don't need to say that to me, Grant. I don't need campaign promises.
Grant: Don't you believe me?
Paulina: I mean it. You don't owe me anything.
Grant: Not even the truth?
Paulina: That's the truth?
Grant: It's how I feel.
Paulina: Oh, I don't believe this is happening.
Grant: Paulina, what is the matter with you?
Jake: Hey, I'm looking for Paulina Cory.
Frankie: I haven't seen her this evening, sir.
Jake: Do me a favor. When you do, let her know I'm looking for her, all right?
I'll be at the bar. Ho!
Stacey: Well, I love it that it's formal. I think it's going to be terrific like that.
Michael: Have they told you? That's not the only thing. I mean, they're going to get married in a castle.
Stacey: I know. That's so romantic.
Marley: Well, we think so.
Amanda: I've been looking at this. I can tell it's gonna be a -- ahem -- a very intimate gathering.
Jamie: Were just thinking about a hundred or so of our closest friends and family.
Marley: Yeah, that's all, that's all.
Amanda: I think I can get the invitations out this week. I just see one problem.
Jamie: What's that?
Amanda: Frankie and Kathleen at the same party.
Jamie: Oh, that's right.
Marley: Oh, what were we thinking?
Stacey: I can handle that.
Marley: You can?
Stacey: I'm sort of good at arbitration. See?
[Jamie and Marley laugh]
Michael: Oh, that's not all. I mean, she's got many, many, many skills.
Stacey: Oh, you're terrible.
Marley: I just feel sorry for Cass.
Jamie: They missed you at the wedding.
Marley: I missed being there. I just wish they were all as happy as we are.
Jamie: Me, too.
Jamie: I don't believe this.
Marley: Oh, Jake. Ignore him, please.
Jamie: He's doing this on purpose. He's following us.
Marley: Jamie, no.
Jamie: I've had enough.
Michael: Don't give him the satisfaction.
Marley: Jamie, don't worry about it. I'll handle it. Sit down. He won't cause a scene with me.
Marley: What the hell are you doing here?
Paulina: Love? That's what you think is happening between us?
Grant: What do you think it is?
Paulina: I -- I think it's great that you brought me here and showed me where you grew up, but I'm not reading anything else into it.
Grant: Why not? When you bring somebody home, it means it's serious.
Paulina: If you say so.
Grant: Why don't you stop being so defensive?
Paulina: Why don't we just stick to what's real, Grant?
Grant: Doesn't this feel real?
Paulina: Yes, it feels great, but...
Grant: But what? Don't I give you enough attention? I know that I'm swamped with legislation and committee work, but I didn't think you took it so personally.
Paulina: I donít.
Grant: Then what is it? I'm not even angry with Jake anymore. But I am very clear about how I feel about you.
Paulina: Look at us. You grew up with a silver spoon in your mouth. A couple of years ago, I was flipping burgers in a diner.
Grant: So you worked your way up. I mean, the press is gonna love it.
Paulina: It's not romantic. It embarrasses me. You went to all the best schools. Your parents are on the social register.
Grant: And so are yours.
Paulina: You know what I'm trying to say, Grant. I don't want to be a liability to you.
Grant: You arenít.
Paulina: I don't see how it can work, I really --
Grant: Well, who says that love has to make any sense?
Paulina: You are handsome, you're powerful, you can have any woman that you want.
Grant: You are the one that makes me happy.
Paulina: For now. You want to be president someday. Grant, I'm not exactly first lady material, you know?
Grant: My father is the one that wants me to be president.
Paulina: What do you want?
Grant: Please don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you.
Paulina: I am afraid.
Grant: Sweetheart. Are you convinced yet?
Paulina: You're starting to win me over.
I feel so safe here in this cottage.
Grant: That's the way I always felt when I was growing up.
Paulina: It has a magical feel about it.
Grant: You know, sometimes when my parents would go on long trips, Gerard would let me stay here. There's a little bedroom up in the loft.
Paulina: Oh, can we do that? Can we stay here tonight?
Grant: I'm sorry, we just canít. I've got to have dinner with Charles Acton.
Paulina: Oh, but can't you cancel?
Grant: No, he's wanting to do all the stuff about arranging the campaign thing for the Senate race. I'm sorry.
Paulina: I hate to leave here.
Grant: I'll bring you back anytime.
Paulina: In a helicopter?
Grant: [Laughs] In a hot-air balloon, if that's what you want. Speaking of which, Charlie is waiting out there with the chopper. Come on, let's go find Gerard and say goodbye, ok?
Paulina: I'm glad we came here.
Grant: You coming?
Paulina: I'd go anywhere with you, Grant.
Carl: I remind you once again, the clock is ticking. Now, I'm paying you for a name, not an elaborate set of excuses. No. No, immediately. When we know her source, the rest will be silence. I'll not risk that kind of betrayal again. Now you -- you do take the advice I give you? Yes, most cautious. Well, you call me when it's finished. Till then, there's no deal.
[Knock on door]
Carl: Enter at your peril.
Lucas: You've read this, I assume?
Carl: Yes, to be sure.
Lucas: Then enough said.
Carl: What, are we being a little oblique today?
Lucas: It's a disaster. Do you need a better reason to clear things through me from now on?
Carl: I rather like the photos.
Lucas: Oh, yeah. They make you look like Dracula. Do you really think this is going to work for you, Carl?
Carl: It's extremely unflattering, but think of it as an icebreaker.
Lucas: Now, what possessed you to go one-on-one with Amanda Cory?
Carl: Amanda now thinks she has the upper hand.
Lucas: Well, from the looks of that, I can see why.
Carl: And that's why I assumed that she would like to do another interview.
Carl: It's already scheduled. Second installment.
Lucas: Oh, I see. So the articles are only bait. But why do you want to get to know Amanda better? Or is it the Corys?
Carl: Well, the Cory family wields such a lot of influence in this town.
Lucas: Go on.
Carl: Best to be on speaking terms.
Lucas: Yes, if you're going to do business with them or Cory Publishing in the future, right.
Carl: Very astute.
Lucas: Carl, I know that this is not hit-and-run with you. It's too well orchestrated.
Carl: And what does that tell you?
Lucas: The stakes are very high. And you don't do yourself any favors by keeping me in the dark.
Carl: Why on earth should I tip my hand to you?
Lucas: Fine. Donít. But remember, I am in the perfect position at Cory to do a friend a favor, if it comes to that.
Carl: Well, it's always good to know one's strengths. And of course, one's limitations.
Jake: I'm just having a beer so that I can toast to the happy couple
Marley: You're not making me feel sorry for you.
Jake: I hear that you guys are having your engagement party.
Marley: Yes, yes, that's right.
Jake: Must be kind of a tradition for Jamie. I mean, that's where he and Lisa had it, right, before all hell broke loose?
Marley: Are you trying to scare me?
Jake: No, uh-uh. Lisa thought that Jamie was everything to her. So did Vicky. There's a long list.
Marley: Jake, nothing you say is going to change what I feel for Jamie.
Jake: Probably not.
Marley: See, I warned you. Didn't I tell you that I would give you your punishment, not -- not with prison or a trial?
Jake: I miss you.
Marley: Oh, Jake. Well, if it hurts you so much, why don't you just leave us alone?
Jake: How can I? This should be me.
Marley: No, it could have been you, once upon a time. Now you just get to watch what you don't have. Jamie's waiting.
Jake: Jamie can wait. Why don't you sit and talk for a couple minutes?
Marley: No, no, thank you. See, after we finish planning my engagement party, I have to go to the hospital.
Jake: The hospital?
Jake: Everything all right?
Marley: No, no, everything's not all right. I have a meeting. I've joined a support group.
Jake: You're going to see a psychiatrist?
Marley: It's for women who were raped by men that they trusted. I hate being one of those women. But that's what you've given me.
Do you think I misunderstood something?
Jake: You know that I do.
Marley: Then why don't you come with me and tell all of the women what you did to me?
Man: Hey, Dean. Listen, why don't you clean things up here? I'm going to go check the liquor downstairs.
Dean: Fine, thank you, and yourself? Got to do a jingle all right. [Plays piano] There are oceans of lotions and many smelly potions but nothing makes commotion like love silk love silk gosh, that stinks. Who am I kidding? Love silk. [Plays piano]
Jenna: Matthew told Olivia he had a good time with me!
Dean's voice: Oh, news flash -- he had a good time with you. Stop the presses.
Jenna: I'm going over there.
Dean: When? You gonna go right now?
Jenna: Lindsey would do it.
Dean: What, do you want to be like her? You don't want to be like her.
Jenna: Isn't that what you said? I'm going to be more aggressive, just like you told me. Matt's thinking about me, and I'm going to let him know I'm thinking about him. Thanks.
Dean: Sure. Anytime. Anytime.
Dean's voice: Ow. I don't believe you. You taped these to the -- to the desk.
Jenna: Yeah. I bet you'd never find them.
Dean: This is probably the little break that I needed, you know?
Jenna: You were the break I needed. Love silk. For silky, smooth, younger-looking skin.
Dean: That -- that's it?
Jenna: Anytime something goes good for me, I just expect the roof to cave right in.
Dean: Well -- well, mine usually does. So...
Jenna: Well, maybe this time we'll both get lucky.
Dean's voice: Jenna, Jenna, Jenna-Jenna!
Jenna: Dean, Dean, Dean.
Dean: Ah, you look marvelous. You really do.
Jenna: Well, I feel horrible. I can hardly breathe in these pants. Whoa! Ok.
Dean: That was nice.
You're full of surprises, you know that?
Dean: Marsha. It's Dean. Hey. Oh, great, great. Well, didn't Matt call you? All right, well -- no, tomorrow's excellent. Same place, same time? All right, choice. Thanks. I don't know, Matt, I don't know. I don't know, Matt. What are you doing to me?
Jenna: Uh, hi.
Matt: Jenna, hi.
Jenna: I'm sorry if I interrupted anything. Hilda said you were out here studying.
Lindsey: Well, you know what they say about all work and no play.
Matt: Everything ok?
Jenna: Oh, sure. Yeah. I just wanted to talk to Matt, but it can wait.
Matt: You sure? Hold on.
Lindsey: It must have been pretty important, Jenna, if you had to come all the way out here.
Jenna: It's ok, Lindsey.
Lindsey: No, it's not. I can tell. Look, look, why don't you stay here? I'll go back to the dorm and start studying. I have to start now anyway if I'm going to ace this exam, so...
Matt: She's working for the 4.0, right?
Lindsey: I won't accept anything less. Thank you for everything. And I'll give you a call about next week?
Matt: Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Lindsey: Ok, great. Remember, it's my turn to pick where we're going.
Matt: Ok. Why don't I walk you out to your car? We can all go.
Lindsey: You are so sweet, but you know, I think Jenna really needs to talk to you alone right now. I remember when I was a senior in high school. Every little thing seemed earth-shattering. Bye.
Matt: Bye. Ahem.
Jenna: I feel really weird.
Matt: Donít. Donít.
Jenna: Well, I was wondering -- that is, I was thinking -- did you and Dean ever finish that Love silk ad?
Matt: You came all the way out here to ask me that?
Jenna: Yeah, it was one of the things that I wanted to talk to you about.
Matt: Jenna, why don't you tell me what's really on your mind.
Jake: I don't belong at that meeting.
Marley: You don't? I thought you wanted to work everything out.
Jake: I'm not like those other guys. They set out to force the women.
Marley: Oh. Oh, they -- they planned it like they planned a dinner, and then a movie and then rape? Why do you suppose I'm doing this to you? It's insane, isn't it?
Jake: Marley, I already told you that night was crazy. You and I both know that I've never done anything like that before.
Marley: I just don't think I should get into this.
Jake: We can get past this. We don't need some psychiatrist to make things worse.
Marley: I am asking you to help me, and you just won't do it.
Stacey: Jamie, where are you going?
Jamie: It's ok, it's all right. Marley, you ok?
Marley: Yes, I'm -- I'm ready to go to my meeting.
Jamie: Good. I'll drive you to the hospital.
Marley: Oh, good. Bye, Jake.
Jake: Marley, I hope this helps.
Donna: Hi, darling.
Amanda: Guess that really put a damper on the party preparations, huh?
Stacey: Yeah, no kidding.
Amanda: Well, what do you say we keep going? I want Jamie and Marley to know we're excited about this.
Stacey: We are excited about it, it's just all this stuff from the past keeps creeping on us. All right, let's see. I circled everything --
Amanda: Oh, you did that?
Stacey: That I think is good.
Amanda: So, a pastry cart and a cake?
Stacey: Yeah. What, you think it's too much?
Amanda: Sure. But they'll love it, it's perfect.
Stacey: All right.
Amanda: Why don't I just go get an estimate on it? I'll be right back.
Donna: You don't waste any time, do you?
Stacey: Oh, Donna.
Donna: Playing stepmother to the bride.
Stacey: I was asked to help.
Donna: You're helping yourself to my life, is what you're doing.
Stacey: Don't tell me what I'm doing, Donna.
Donna: Stacey, Michael is still married to me.
Stacey: That's right, but not for much longer. He's pushing ahead with the divorce. It's what he wants.
Donna: It's what you want. You're the one that's pushing everything.
Stacey: Donna, I am so sick of you!
Donna: Too bad.
Stacey: I am not trying to take anything from you.
Donna: What about my husband?
Stacey: Your husband happens to like me. I don't have to do a thing.
Donna: I see.
Stacey: Why don't you kick off and enjoy your dinner.
Donna: Stacey, my family means everything to me.
Stacey: Oh, really? Well, you have a real funny way of showing it. Why don't you ask Marley?
Donna: Now you're Marleyís confidante?
Stacey: Marley and I happen to be friends for a long time.
Donna: Fine, be her friend. Don't try to be her mother.
Stacey: Her mother? You're unbelievable. Your daughter is getting married, and all you can think about is being mother of the bride?
Donna: Quite the contrary.
Stacey: You don't even know what Marley needs. Maybe if you stop thinking about yourself for five minutes, you could figure it out.
Donna: Don't judge me.
Stacey: Why not? I am trying to help Marley through a very difficult time. And thanks to you and Jake, all she has is pain and tension.
Donna: What are you talking about?
Stacey: We were trying to plan an engagement party here tonight. A celebration, a joyous time for the two of them. But, no, thanks to you and Jake showing up --
Donna: Jake was here?
Stacey: And going, "me, me, me," as if that wasn't enough -- yes.
Donna: Tell me what happened.
Stacey: Tonight Marley is going for rape counseling.
Donna: Oh. It's tonight, is it?
Stacey: Yes. Apparently she's been getting a lot of pressure from Jake to forgive him. Well, she doesn't need any more pressure from you. What she does need and deserve is a chance to start over with Jamie. Why don't you give her that?
Donna: Michael. Could I just talk to you for a minute, please?
Michael: Donna, this better be on the level.
Donna: It is. Could we talk in private?
Michael: Yeah, sure.
Lucas: I read your piece on Carl Hutchins.
Amanda: What did you think?
Lucas: I think you made a very dangerous enemy.
Jenna: I do need to talk to you.
Matt: I'm listening.
Jenna: I'm confused.
Matt: About what?
Jenna: Us. You and me. Oh, this is stupid. There is no "us." That's what Lindsey keeps telling me.
Matt: She does, huh?
Jenna: Yeah. And from what I just saw, I guess she's right. I feel pretty stupid, so I'm going to go before I make a total fool out of myself.
Matt: No, no, wait, wait, wait.
Jenna: No, Matt, it's ok. I understand.
Matt: No, I don't think you do.
Jenna: You and Lindsey make sense together. You're in the same classes. She's your age. She's pretty. Thank you for taking me to the dance. I really appreciate it.
Matt: No, no, listen, I don't know what Lindsey told you about us --
Jenna: It doesn't matter, Matthew.
Matt: I think it does.
Matt: You have it all wrong about Lindsey and me.
Paulina: Hearing you say that you want me in your life is like a dream.
Grant: Then why do I keep seeing that sad look in your eyes? Is it Jake?
Paulina: No. No, Jakeís history. I told you that.
Grant: Good. I want to keep it that way.
Paulina: Grant, you don't have to worry about me.
Grant: But I do. You know what, I hate these evening meetings. Charles Acton is hardly a good substitute for you.
Paulina: You want to have a late dinner when it's all over?
Grant: Now, that will get me through it.
Paulina: Then I will be here for you when you get back.
Grant: I like the sound of that.
Paulina: You know what I was thinking when we were flying back here?
Grant: I never know what you're thinking.
Paulina: I was looking down at the lights in Bay City. It was so beautiful and peaceful. And for the first time in my life, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. I was just glad to be me.
Grant: It's a first for you?
Paulina: And then it hit me. I'm living a dream I had when I was a kid, that one day I'd wake up and I'd be safe, that I'd have a family...
Grant: Well, you can't do better than the Corys.
Paulina: And a man who loves me for who I am.
Grant: I just hope you're beginning to believe that.
Paulina: I am. Grant, it could be so perfect.
Grant: Hey. We'll talk about it when I get back.
Paulina: You go get 'em, congressman.
Grant: You bet. And, listen, don't worry. If you're tired, go to sleep. I'll wake you up when I get back.
Paulina: Go on, get out of here.
[Knock on door]
Paulina: What are you doing here?
Jake: Why don't you invite me in and you'll find out.
Paulina: I told you not to come here.
Jake: Relax, I saw Harrison leave.
Paulina: Are you spying on me, Jake?
Jake: Don't be so paranoid. I was in the neighborhood. Hey, hey, hey, we are definitely moving up in the world, aren't we?
Paulina: I was just going to bed, Jake.
Jake: Well, does that mean I should stay or go? You know something? This life definitely agrees with you. I have never seen you look so good.
Amanda: I had to do the piece. It was a coup for "Brava."
Lucas: It was the way you did it.
Amanda: What? I wrote it like he put up a smokescreen and I blew it away.
Lucas: He's not happy with this.
Amanda: I know. He already told me.
Lucas: I know you two talked.
Amanda: Well, he couldn't have been that unhappy about it, or else he wouldn't have agreed to do a follow-up.
Lucas: Listen, did you agree?
Amanda: I was careful.
Lucas: Don't do this, Amanda. Just tell him you're not interested.
Lucas: You're young and you think you know him, but you donít. He's playing you like a poker hand.
Amanda: I'm not a fool.
Lucas: Just don't do the article.
Amanda: Why are you doing this? Aren't you supposed to be on his side? You're his media advisor, right?
Lucas: That's -- that's business. I care about you.
Amanda: I know.
Lucas: So then take this for what it's worth. If you cross Carl Hutchins, he will crush you before you know what's happening.
Amanda: My mother said the same thing.
Lucas: Listen to her.
Michael: Get to the point, Donna. What is it?
Donna: Are you two having dinner?
Michael: Yes, we are. Please hurry.
Donna: I'm worried about Marley. I heard that Jake was here.
Michael: Yes, and she's fine.
Donna: Stacey tells me that she's gone for rape counseling tonight?
Michael: Yes, it's kind of an encounter group.
Donna: But don't you think somebody should go with her?
Michael: Jamie went with her.
Donna: She didn't even mention this to me, Michael.
Michael: Donna, that's not my problem.
Donna: But I wish that she would talk to me.
Michael: Are you kidding? She's supposed to talk to you about Jake?
Donna: I'm only trying to make this easier for her.
Michael: Well, you can't, Donna. No one can.
Stacey: It's all right. You don't have to say anything. I saw.
Michael: I gotta tell you, you must be so sick of this.
Stacey: No, it's all right. You want to leave?
Michael: No, no, as a matter of fact, I've been looking forward to having dinner with you all day.
Stacey: Are you sure? I can take a rain check.
Michael: I'm not giving any rain checks. You look beautiful, you look hungry, and I would hate to disappoint either one of us. Excuse me. Franco, would you send over the wine steward please?
Franco: Of course.
Michael: Thank you.
Marley: I'm the first one here.
Marley: You can tell?
Jamie: Marley, I admire you so much for going through this.
Marley: I had to take it somewhere.
Jamie: Group therapy isn't easy in the beginning.
Marley: Sure is a good thing you're here. If you weren't, I think I would walk right back out that door.
Jamie: It won't be too bad. The others will be on your side.
Marley: I just want to get this all behind me before we get married.
Jamie: I know.
Marley: I haven't told you something.
Marley: I've decided not to press charges against Jake.
Marley: Uh, well, talking to Stacey and Ryan, they said that my chances weren't very good, and a couple of other things.
Jamie: Marley, you have to do what's right for you, not get some kind of vengeance for me.
Marley: I just want to be whole when I walk down that aisle to be your wife.
Jamie: I know, and you will be. I love you.
Woman: Marley? Hi.
Marley: Hi, yes. This is my fiancť, Jamie Frame.
Woman: Hi, I'm Dr. Strand.
Jamie: Hello, doctor.
Dr. Strand: We'll be starting the session as soon as everyone arrives.
Jamie: Well, I guess it's time.
Marley: Ok. See you.
Jamie: All right, good luck on this.
Dr. Strand: Good evening, everybody, hi.
Dr. Strand: Hi, Michelle.
Dr. Strand: Anyone like some coffee, there's some coffee right behind you. Michelle, come sit here. Hi, Bonnie. Hello, Margaret, how are you doing?
Good evening. I'm Dr. Strand. You are all here because you were raped by someone you know, someone you thought cared about you. You were traumatized, and you are all in pain. Tonight we're going to try to help you face some of the deep and painful emotions that arise after a rape.
Paulina: Is this what you want in return?
Jake: A roll in the hay in exchange for shooting me? No.
Paulina: How long are you going to keep doing this, Jake?
Jake: Well, that all depends.
Paulina: I'm not going to spend every minute in fear of what you might say.
Jake: Yes, you are.
Paulina: If you want to make a deal, that's fine. But stop trying to blackmail me, because I'm not going to fold this time.
Jake: You know something? I have a hole in my chest that says you have no right to tell me what to do.
Paulina: You want to tell the whole story of how I shot you? How you blackmailed me, threatened me, made love to me, and planted a bug in my bedroom?
Jake: Uh, excuse me. We had sex, we never made love.
Paulina: Yeah, that's right. You used me, pure and simple. Come to think of it, a jury could probably understand why I shot you.
Paulina: So could Marley.
Jake: You think Harrison could? Do you think his constituents would understand?
Paulina: Why don't you get to the point. Or did you just come here to chat?
Jake: No, I came for something far more specific.
Paulina: Well, let's hear it.
Jake: I have an idea how you can start making up for shooting me. You interested?
Jenna: Well, how do you know how I feel about you and Lindsey?
Matt: I know what people say about Lindsey. She likes to party a lot, and that's about all, right?
Jenna: So you think she's getting a bad rap?
Matt: Don't believe everything you hear, Jenna.
Jenna: Even from Lindsey?
Matt: Here's the deal with Lindsey and me. We date and we study together.
Jenna: Oh. Well, I thought it was a little more serious than that.
Matt: It's not.
Jenna: Well, maybe I shouldn't even have brought this up. It's just that -- well, I don't know the rules.
Matt: You're doing great! For an amateur.
Jenna: Is that how you see me? As some little girl that you took under your wing?
Matt: No. I did not say that.
Jenna: Can I ask you one more thing?
Jenna: Do you think of me the same way you think of Lindsey?
Matt: You're two different people.
Jenna: Could you maybe be a little more specific?
Matt: Let's go inside. It's getting a little chilly out here.
Jenna: Matthew, I really like you. This is important to me.
Matt: I like you, too.
Jenna: You do?
Matt: I do. Let's take this one step at a time, ok? See what happens.
Jenna: You think I'm being a jerk about this, don't you?
Matt: No, I donít. I kind of like it.
Matt: Yeah. You're not playing games. You don't know how. I think that is great.
Dean: Aw, man, I've had enough sweeping tonight, all right?
Man: Not until I get the money back you owe me for the jukebox, hotshot.
Dean: All right, all right. Sweep. You know, someday I'm going to come back to this bar and buy it just so I can shut it down.
Dean: I'm sweeping.
Woman: Ahem. You won't be needing that anymore.
Dean: Unfortunately, that's not true.
Woman: I'd like to buy you a drink.
Dean: I can't, I'm working. I'm sorry, I --
Woman: Well, that's just it. You're not working.
Dean: See, you don't understand. See that guy over there? I owe him money, see?
Woman: I just took care of that.
Dean: No -- what?
Woman: Yeah. Just gave your boss a hundreds to set you free.
Dean: Oh, you did, huh? Why would you do that?
Woman: I don't get a thank-you?
Dean: Maybe, after I get an explanation.
Woman: Ok. How's this? My name's Lorna Devon. I'm in the music business. Ever heard of Galaxy Records?
Dean: Of course I've heard of -- of course I did.
Lorna: Well, I'm kind of like a scout.
Dean: You're a scout?
Lorna: Yeah, and it's really hard to talk to you while you're pushing that broom, Dean.
Dean: You know who I am?
Lorna: Yeah, I heard your demo tape.
Dean: Wow! Where?
Lorna: In New York. The L.A. office sent it to us.
Dean: So that must mean that they like it, right?
Lorna: Well, I wouldn't have heard it unless they did.
Dean: Wow! Wow, this is great! Here, sit. This is better than great. Sit -- sit right here. Ok, so they heard my demo. So, ok, well, be honest with me, ok? Did they -- did they like it? Did they -- tell me. You can tell me.
Lorna: Well, I came looking for you, didn't I?
Dean: Yeah, you did. Matt said -- he's my partner -- what he said, you know, I just work here, like, part time. It's nothing big, you know.
Lorna: Well, I don't listen to what people tell me, ok? I came to check you out in person.
Dean: Ok. Well, I could show you our setup. We have a setup and -- you know, all nice and -- or I could play you some tunes. Well, you name it. Whatever, you name it.
Lorna: Well, I think we should talk first.
Lorna: So you want to be a star, Dean?
Dean: You're kidding, right?
Lorna: No. Are you?
Dean: No. No.
Lorna: Good. Then the answer is yes. See, because I can't waste any energy on you if the commitment isn't there.
Dean: The commitment is there. Believe me, it's there. So what does this mean, that you're going to try to get some airplay for my demo or something?
Lorna: It's a distinct possibility.
Lorna: So, you have some time to talk now?
Dean: Lady, you just -- you bought yourself a broom, ok?
Michelle: We had been dating for about four months. Then...
Dr. Strand: Go ahead, Michelle. You said there was a lot of beer at this frat party?
Michelle: Yeah, well, I don't drink. But Buzz must've had about five beers.
Dr. Strand: Was he drunk?
Michelle: He must have been. I liked him so much, and I thought he loved me. But I wasn't ready.
Dr. Strand: Did you try to stop him?
Michelle: I tried to, but he's a football player. I couldnít.
Margaret: My ex-husband wouldn't give me or the kids a cent.
Dr. Strand: So you had sex with him, hoping he'd pay his alimony and child support?
Margaret: I felt like a whore, but I was desperate.
Dr. Strand: Nobody here is going to judge you, Margaret.
Margaret: I was working like a dog, but it wasn't enough.
Dr. Strand: Margaret, it's all right.
Margaret: I hated every second of it. But I had to do it.
Bonnie: My father smacked my mother around.
Dr. Strand: And you watched that happen when you were a child?
Bonnie: It seemed normal to me when Ed would take his anger out on me.
Dr. Strand: What do you mean, he took out his anger on you?
Bonnie: He'd hit me, and he said I drove him to it.
Dr. Strand: What else, Bonnie?
Bonnie: In bed, I was always scared. He hurt me.
Marley: Hi. My name is Marley. I was raped.
Jamie: Hi. Need a ride home?
Marley: I -- no. Could we go for a drive?
Jamie: Are you sure you're ok?
Marley: Yeah. I -- I know it was the first meeting, but I feel better.
Jamie: It really helped?
Marley: Mm-hmm. I guess I don't feel so alone. I can't -- can't tell you what some of these women have been through.
Jamie: Yeah, I'm sure. Well, there's a meeting next week.
Marley: I know and I'm a go.
Jamie: Good. Good for you.
Marley: I think having a lot of women who understand each other -- I don't know -- I think we can help each other.
Jamie: That's great. Maybe this will all finally be over. Come on.
Jake: Paulina, I didn't ask you for any money, not this time.
Paulina: It's what you want, isn't it? Take it.
Jake: You should know better than anyone that money can't buy everything. I mean, you have lots of it now and you're still a mess.
Paulina: What do you want?
Jake: I was thinking of something more along the lines of a service.
Paulina: What kind of service?
Jake: I want you to do a little research for me.
Paulina: What are you planning? What kind of research?
Jake: Jamie and Marley are getting ready to get married, right? And the Corys are going to handle all the glorious details. I want you to bring back each and every one of them personally.
Paulina: What are you up to, Jake?
Jake: You didn't think that I was going to give up Marley without a fight, did you?
Paulina: You are so crazy. Marley hates you. There is nothing you could do to get her back. Don't you understand that?
Jake: I'll worry about that. You just do what I tell you.
Paulina: And if I do, you keep quiet, right?
Jake: Well, if you don't, I'll go to the cops.
Paulina: Ok. Fine, I'll do it.
Jake: I thought you would.
Paulina: In fact, it'll be fun. I'll bring you daily updates until they tie the knot. If that's what you want, Jake, that's what you're going to get.
Paulina: I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm.
Jake: Oh, believe me, Paulina, I'm going to do a hell of a lot more than that.
Carl: Please allow me.
Donna: I'm not in the mood, Carl.
Carl: You look very fetching tonight, Bella, much too beautiful to dine alone.
Donna: Who says I'm alone?
Carl: Oh, table for one speaks volumes. Why don't you join me, Bella?
Carl: Yes, come on. The evening's just getting interesting, Bella. Why don't you join me? You know I can't bear to eat alone.
Donna: Sometimes it pays to live dangerously.
Carl: I take it that means yes. Wonderful. Franco?
Stacey: What is it?
Michael: Huh? Oh, nothing really. Nothing.
Stacey: Who is that with Donna?
Michael: To tell you the truth, I don't care.
Stacey: Well, maybe you should just go and find out.
Michael: You want to go with me?
Stacey: No. Go ahead.
Michael: Ok. But I'll be back. Don't go anywhere.
Donna: Hello, Michael.
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