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Another World Transcript Wednesday 4/4/07
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Frankie: So a stretch limo, and --
Frankie: Expensive champagne? Geez Louise, this Lorna sounds like a heavy hitter.
Dean: And I'm thinking -- Frankie, I'm thinking she's gonna whip out a contract at any given second and say, "here, sign right here."
Dean: That's when Matt decides to play hardball.
Frankie: But, you know, it could be that he's just trying to get you a better bargaining position.
Dean: Bargaining position? What bargaining position? Frankie, we're practically broke over there.
Frankie: Cut that jingle.
Dean: Yeah... not bad for a couple guys that don't know squat about face creams.
Frankie: Yeah. So "Love silk," huh? Made with natural products?
Dean: I don't know. Check it out.
Dean: Supposed to be great. Supposed to work wonders.
Frankie: "Make the man of your dreams yours."
Dean: That's it.
Dean: That is it. I'm gonna kill him.
Frankie: Kill who?
Cass: Oh, come on. Drip, percolate, or do something.
Cass: Felicia! Hey, perfect timing.
Cass: Yeah, aside from a strong cup of coffee, what I need most this morning is a friendly face. Ooh -- boy, are you grumpy in the morning.
Felicia: Well, I don't know. I always thought we were friends, but right now I'm not so sure.
Cass: What is this about?
Felicia: You left Frankie, and you didn't even have the decency to tell me about it?
Michael: Ah. [Yawns]
Stacey: Michael. I seemed to have misplaced my dress.
Michael: I think I can help you with that.
Michael: Good morning.
Stacey: Good morning.
Michael: Did I wake you?
Stacey: You slept kind of restless last night. Are you ok?
Michael: Fire alarms in the middle of the night have a way of making me feel very unsettled.
Stacey: Yes, but it was just a false alarm, luckily.
Michael: Mm-hmm. On the other hand, there was an awful lot of heat. I like fires.
Michael: What do you say we just let the rest of the world go by?
Stacey: What exactly are you proposing?
Michael: I don't know. I think we ought to get out of town. I'd like to spend as much time with you as I possibly can.
Donna: So by the time I was done, any plans your father and Stacey had for romance last night went up in smoke, as it were. No, Victoria, I'm not going to tell you -- no. Just suffice it to say that they got what they deserved. Yes -- hold on just a second. What --
Man: Like death and taxes, Mrs. Hudson.
Donna: How did you get in here?
Man: I have my ways.
Donna: Well, get out.
Man: The divorce papers from your husband. You have a good day now.
Donna: Guess who was just here.
Rachel: So, what is it gonna be? It's your day.
Amanda: Mom, I really don't want to make this a big deal.
Matt: Make what a big deal?
Amanda: Your sister's birthday tomorrow.
Matt: Oh -- I bought that card. Yeah, it's out in my car.
Rachel: Oh, sure you did.
Matt: Honest, it's...
Rachel: So, how do you want to celebrate, honey?
Amanda: I don't know, maybe I can just sleep through it.
Matt: I don't think Amandaís up for any big plans this year.
Rachel: No, no, no, it's just that we haven't come up with the right idea.
Amanda: Mom, I don't like parties. They just make me think of Sam and the night we met.
Matt: You mean your debutante ball?
Rachel: Well, what do you say we go to New York just for the day?
Amanda: Mom, please.
Rachel: Well, we can shop and take in a show.
Matt: It's Amandaís birthday. I think she's capable of making her own plans.
Amanda: Whew. What's wrong with him?
Rachel: Well, according to him, I meddled.
Amanda: What happened?
Rachel: I was just doing the proud mother routine with Nat Lipman and explaining his business and everything.
Rachel: And Nat Lipman sent somebody over to listen to Dean's music.
Amanda: The Cory connection. Bad move, Mom.
Rachel: Right. Well, he's furious.
Amanda: Matt's acting just like Sam. He's proud. He wants to be independent.
Rachel: Well, he's right. It is your birthday, and you may choose to do whatever you like.
Amanda: I'll let you know.
Rachel: All right.
Amanda: I'll get that.
Olivia: Hi, Amanda. I'm here to pick up Alli. Is she ready?
Dean: Frankie, you pace the halls at night every single night. You hardly ever eat anymore. Cass is ruining your life.
Frankie: Don't blame him.
Dean: Well, it's his fault. It's his fault and it's tearing me apart to see you like this.
Frankie: This is as hard on him as it is on us.
Dean: Oh, please. Come on, Frankie, the guy's got two wives. He's got the best part out of this whole deal, I think.
Frankie: Well, he's doing what he feels he has to do.
Dean: He is milking it for everything that it's worth.
Frankie: He is not doing that. Cass' problem is that he's too good a person.
Dean: [Scoffs] I don't see it like that, I...
Frankie: He's trying so hard to avoid hurting me.
Dean: Or Kathleen --
Frankie: Hey, Dean, I kicked him out, ok? Until he can decide what he wants to do between me and Kathleen.
Dean: And you think he's coming back, do you?
Frankie: Well, if he does I'll know it's for the right reasons.
Dean: Frankie, he has caused you so much pain and so much grief and you would still take him back?
Frankie: I love him, Dean, I love him. And I sort of owe him.
Dean: How do you figure that?
Frankie: When he and I first fell in love, when we both knew it was right, it was Cass who pushed for marriage.
Dean: Sure, add one more wife to the old list, why don't you?
Frankie: Would you stop? I had cold feet --
Dean: You always had good instincts. That's true, yes.
Frankie: I was afraid, but Cass wouldn't take no for an answer. He wouldn't give up. He was that sure that we belonged together.
Dean: And you think you could get it all back -- all back to the way it was.
Frankie: Cass had enough faith for both us back then. Now it's my turn.
Felicia: I never really believed you would shut me out of your life.
Cass: If you are here to read me the riot act, please donít. I have enough trouble as it is.
Felicia: But you didn't even make coffee.
Cass: Have an appliance revolt going on here. Who told you I moved out?
Cass: Well, she's confiding in you. I'm glad -- that's good.
Felicia: So does Frankie. I hate being caught in the middle like this.
Cass: Oh, tell me about it. By the way, there's more to it.
Felicia: Like what?
Cass: Well, Frankie was the one who was going to move out. Then when I found that out, I -- oh, ah -- I turned out to be the one that moved out.
Felicia: Oh, honey, I didn't know that -- I'm so sorry --
Cass: Oh, please, I'd rather your anger than your pity.
Felicia: So, does that mean you've made up your mind?
Cass: Losing my mind is more like it -- this is crazy! This is insane! Every time I'm with Kathleen, I think about Frankie.
Felicia: Well, that should tell you something.
Cass: And when I'm with Frankie, I find myself worrying about Kathleen.
Felicia: You definitely have a problem.
Cass: As soon as I get close to Kathleen, I get this awful feeling that I'm betraying Frankie.
Felicia: Honey, you've got to stop torturing yourself.
Cass: I have the futures of three people in my hands, Felicia.
Felicia: Sooner or later, you know, you're going to have to make this decision, and the worst person to betray in all of it is yourself.
Cass: I know, I know.
Felicia: I mean, somebody is going to get hurt. You can't stop that.
Cass: So whatever decision I make, it has to be the right one, right?
Felicia: Honey, honey, you gotta do what your heart tells you to do. You have to be honest with yourself, and if you do that it will be the best thing for everybody.
Cass: I'm sure of one thing.
Cass: I love 'em both.
Matt: It's a tough situation.
Olivia: I'm a part of Sam's life, which makes me a part of Alli's life, and --
Matt: Listen, forget about my family.
Olivia: Oh, sure. Easier said than done.
Matt: Sometimes they can get too involved in your business.
Olivia: Well, this doesn't sound like you.
Matt: Listen, if you hear of any vacancies in Sam's building, let me know, ok?
Olivia: Are you thinking of moving out?
Matt: Well, it's time, you know. It's time for a few other changes around here, too.
Olivia: Like what?
Matt: I'm thinking of changing my name to Blake -- make things a lot easier for me.
Olivia: What brought this on?
Don't you two make a wonderful picture?
Cass: Whatever happened to the good old days when having two beautiful women in love with me would have seemed like heaven?
Felicia: I do remember that little black book of yours. It was the size of "War and Peace." And of course you had an ego to match.
Cass: I'd string along as many women as I possibly could and never lost a minute's sleep.
Felicia: Well, certainly not from guilt. You know what you were?
Felicia: You were every mother's nightmare.
Cass: Some of the mothers weren't too shabby, either. And now I get hit with a little technicality like an extra wife and I'm suffering the torches of the damned.
Felicia: Oh, no, you know what could be happening here? Maybe you're being punished by a higher authority.
Cass: Well, now, you see, I always kind of thought that he was up there, looking down at me going, "come on, Cass, go for it, babe," you know?
Felicia: Maybe he's a she.
Cass: Yeah? Now you tell me. I used to love playing the field.
Felicia: You grew up.
Cass: That reminds me. The words "responsible adult" used to send a shiver up my spine.
Felicia: Well, you knew everything there was about making love, you just didn't know how to love.
Cass: Till I met Kathleen.
Felicia: She did change you, honey.
Cass: Yeah. And when I thought she had been killed, part of me died.
Felicia: I know.
Cass: I thought I'd never be able to feel anything ever again.
Felicia: And then you met Frankie.
Cass: Yeah. She gave me back happiness. She gave me back my life.
Felicia: Let's face it, you have two very special women in your life.
Cass: How can I hurt either one?
Felicia: I don't know. I donít.
Cass: You know what? I held Kathleen in my arms last night.
Felicia: You did? How did it feel?
Felicia: I see.
Cass: And now this morning I want to be with Frankie, and I want to hold her in my arms.
Felicia: You do?
Felicia: Well, then, honey, go and do it.
Cass: I canít.
Cass: Because she told me she didn't want me to come back unless it was for good.
Felicia: Well, that's understandable.
Cass: I'm worried about Frankie.
Felicia: I am, too. You want me to stop by? I don't know, maybe I could tell her I was in the neighborhood and I missed her tofu.
Cass: Could you do this?
Felicia: Yes. I mean, what we women don't do for you, really.
Cass: Ryan's shooting has really shaken her up.
Felicia: I know, of course it has. We all think the bullet was meant for you. We're all worried about you.
Cass: You don't know the half of it.
Felicia: What? What don't I know?
Cass: I had a head-on collision with Carl.
Stacey: So you want me to just not go to work today and stay with you?
Michael: I want you to not go to work all week.
Stacey: All week?
Stacey: You mean just, like, hang the "gone fishing" sign out and take off?
Michael: Grab our poles, grab some bait, and just take off.
Stacey: I can't do that. I have clients and court and --
Michael: So do I.
Stacey: You have a million appointments, I'm sure --
Michael: Yeah, I got a lot to do, but I want to spend time with you.
Stacey: You really think we could?
Michael: Besides, I'd like to get away from Bay City for a while.
Stacey: Because of Donna.
Michael: Hey, come on, not everything I do is in direct reaction to Donna.
Stacey: I'm sorry.
Michael: Don't be. I mean, the truth is, is that it does have something to do with Donna, but it's just not the reasons that you think, that's all.
Stacey: Do you want to talk about it?
Michael: Stacey, I feel so disconnected. I mean, everything in my life is different.
Stacey: You had a long history with Donna.
Michael: Yeah, but that's in the past. I have a new life now. I have new freedom.
Stacey: I think that there is something to be said for that. That can be kind of exciting as well.
Michael: Yeah. You're exciting. Life is exciting. So come on, go away with me. Come on, just take off with me, please.
Stacey: I want to, I really do, but I think it's too soon.
Michael: There's that practical side of you again.
Stacey: Michael, I care about you enormously.
Michael: Sounds so clinical -- come on.
Stacey: All right, how about this? I like you bunches.
Michael: [Laughs] Bunches?
Michael: Bunches. Bunches is not much better, but come on, go away with me, please.
Stacey: No, slow and steady.
Michael: Now you sound like a lawyer.
Stacey: Come on, I care about this relationship a lot, and I don't want it to be one of those flings or casual weekends.
Michael: Oh, rats. Ok, ok, ok, slow and steady, slow and steady, slow and steady. I'll go for that.
Stacey: You don't hate me for saying no, do you?
Michael: No, no, no, no, no. Hey, look, you care about me, you care about the relationship. How could I hate you for that? Excuse me a minute. I feel like sitting down on the couch.
Stacey: I feel like it enormously --
Michael: [Muffled] Good.
Michael: Are you expecting a delivery?
Michael: I'll get rid of them very quickly. Don't go away, and remember what we were doing when --
Stacey: Worst comes to worst, we start over.
Michael: Yeah, I could live with that. Here, why don't you hold this? I'll be right back.
Donna: Good morning.
Michael: Donna, what are you doing here?
Donna: Is that any way to greet the woman that's going to make your day?
Michael: Look, what do you want? What do you want?
Donna: I have to give your process server credit for his persistence.
Michael: Oh, he delivered the papers.
Donna: Yes, and I thought the least I could do was deliver them myself, all signed, in person.
Michael: Uh-huh -- well?
Donna: Yes, I would love some coffee.
Michael: No, I didn't offer you co --
Stacey: Hello, Donna.
Liz: Why didn't you tell me you were keeping company again?
Olivia: Don't book the minister and the church just yet.
Liz: Oh, you two are perfect together.
Olivia: Actually, Matthew already has two very lovely ladies in his life right now, and I don't happen to be one of them.
Matt: Olivia and I are just good friends, Aunt Liz.
Liz: Friendship is the foundation for lasting relationships. Keep that in mind, Matthew.
Olivia: I'm here to spend time with Samís daughter.
Liz: Don't mention that name.
Olivia: So if everything goes well, I'm hoping to take her with me when I go to Italy.
Liz: You're adding nanny to the services you perform for Sam?
Olivia: I think I will go check on her right now.
Liz: Matthew, can't you straighten Olivia out about Sam Fowler?
Matt: Gosh, I don't know. I think we're gonna have to face facts. Olivia loves Sam. Sam is nuts about Olivia.
Matt: Exactly what?
Liz: Sam may be nuts about Olivia, but he doesn't love her and he never will.
Matt: Well, that is not my call or yours.
Liz: Sam is still in love with Amanda. We both know that.
Amanda: Aunt Liz, you're wrong.
Liz: Hello, Amanda.
Amanda: My marriage to Sam is over.
Liz: I sincerely doubt you believe that.
Amanda: Excuse me, go through this again, please?
Dean: Fine, but as soon as you realize that she's not playing by the same set of rules as you, the better off you'll be.
Frankie: Oh, what the hell is that supposed to mean?
Dean: That means that she doesn't care how you play the game, Frankie, as long as she wins. She's gonna win.
Frankie: Get the door.
Felicia: Hi, Dean.
Dean: Hey, Felicia.
Felicia: Oh, good, Frankieís here. Hi, honey.
Dean: Listen, maybe you could talk a little sense into her.
Frankie: Felicia, is there any news?
Felicia: No, no, no, no. I just wanted to see how you were doing.
Frankie: Oh, you just happened to be in the neighborhood, huh?
Felicia: Right. I just happened to be in the neighborhood.
Frankie: Yeah, Cass sent you to check up on me.
Felicia: Well, he wanted to come by himself, but he's trying very hard to respect your wishes.
Frankie: See? Cass definitely cares.
Dean: Well, he should. I'll go get the veggie burgers. I hate being healthy.
Felicia: I know.
Frankie: Top shelf.
Dean: All right.
Felicia: He's keeping an eye out on you these days?
Frankie: Boy, and he's having more than a little trouble understanding Cass' side of things.
Felicia: Let's face it. It's a tad bit complicated.
Frankie: Yes, it is. Hey, tell Cass I appreciate your coming by. I've missed you.
Felicia: Me, too. He's worried about you.
Frankie: The one that found Kathleen?
Felicia: Don't do this to yourself.
Frankie: I wish I had never laid eyes on those damn tapes. I wish I'd burned them when I had the chance.
Cass: Oh! Oh, no. What, is mercury in retrograde today or what? Paper towels, paper towels. Where do they keep the paper towels? Under. At last, something is where I thought it would be. Oh, man, right all over the schedule --
Stacey: Hi, I got the depositions for you.
Cass: Yeah, well, keep them --
Stacey: Here you go -- what?
Cass: If they're within five feet of this desk, they're history.
Stacey: What happened?
Cass: Scud missile attack -- what does it look like?
Stacey: Looks like you need help. What a mess!
Cass: Yeah, sort of fits in with the rest of my life, doesn't it?
Cass: So, I thought you were going to send those over by messenger.
Stacey: Well, I was going to, but I decided I needed to talk to you about something.
Cass: Let me take a guess.
Stacey: Boy, you're good.
Cass: Yeah, well, it was more than a lucky guess, let me tell you.
Stacey: Well, it's no secret that I've been seeing a lot of him lately.
Cass: Stacey, it's no secret that you're sleeping with him either.
Cass: I had a call from Donna a little while ago.
Stacey: Someone ought to rope that woman's lips together.
Cass: Well, she's doing more than just spreading gossip.
Stacey: What does she want?
Cass: Legal advice.
Stacey: About what?
Cass: Oh, she was just wondering what effect adultery would have on her divorce case.
Stacey: She wouldn't.
Cass: When it comes to keeping Michael, she'll do anything. And frankly, my dear, I thought you had better sense.
Stacey: Cass, I don't need a lecture right now. I'm a little old for that.
Cass: What are you doing getting involved with Michael Hudson? Do you honestly, actually think that he's through with Donna?
Stacey: Well, at first I had my doubts.
Cass: And now?
Stacey: He's asked me to go away with him.
Michael: No, my people have not gotten back to me on that. No, he seems to think that the person who ratted on him is still in Bay City. Ryan, I can't talk about this right now. Can we talk about this later? Good, I'll talk to you. Bye.
Donna: Anything new on Carl?
Michael: I'm not talking to you about Carl Hutchins.
Donna: I'm not a disinterested party.
Michael: Donna, why are you hanging around? I have nothing to say to you.
Donna: I have something to say to you.
Michael: Well, I'm not in the mood to listen.
Donna: Michael, throwing yourself into bed with Stacey is so cheap.
Michael: Donna, Stacey is not a topic of conversation.
Donna: Can't you see what you're doing?
Michael: Oh, now you're gonna give me psychology?
Donna: It's so clear. Stacey is my worst enemy. You're only sleeping with her to get back at me for what I did with Jake.
Michael: Oh, well, that's so very neat and tidy. Thank you, Donna. Now leave, please.
Donna: Not until you've heard what I have had to say.
Michael: Donna, I think I've heard enough.
Donna: Do you think you can forget about me by losing yourself in Staceyís arms? It won't work.
Michael: Donna, I'm not going to talk to you about this.
Donna: This fling isn't about romance.
Michael: Oh, really.
Donna: It's about anger.
Michael: Donna, I am way past anger with you.
Donna: When you're lying in bed with her, you think about me, don't you?
Michael: Not another word out of you, Donna, not another word.
Donna: Can you deny it?
Cass: Are we talking "go away" as in to Chicago for a cubs game, or are we talking "go away" as in setting up a love nest in the beach in Fiji --
Stacey: Come on, Cass. I am not a little girl anymore.
Cass: What did you tell him?
Stacey: I told him that I think it's too soon to be making plans like that.
Cass: Well, at least you haven't lost all reason.
Stacey: Cass, this isn't some schoolgirl crush.
Cass: Yeah? Well, you could have fooled me.
Stacey: I love him.
Stacey: Cass, I didn't want to. In fact, I even fought it.
Cass: Yeah? Well, not hard enough.
Stacey: Why is it that you're against Michael? He's one of your friends.
Cass: I think you're riding for a fall.
Stacey: Well, then I guess I'm just gonna have to take my chances.
Cass: If you don't have sense enough to break this thing off, Michael should.
Stacey: Don't lay this on Michael. He's been completely honest with me.
Cass: Maybe he thinks he has.
Stacey: His life has been turned upside down, Cass. He's going through a rough time right now.
Cass: He's still married, Stace!
Stacey: Papers were served. Cass, for once in a long time, I have a chance at happiness. Why can't you just be happy for me?
Cass: I just don't want to see you get hurt.
Stacey: Michael is never going back to Donna.
Cass: Spoken like a true other woman.
Stacey: Cass, Donna slept with Jake and she lied to Michael about it. He lost his son because of that. That kind of betrayal doesn't just disappear like that.
Cass: Donna is Michaelís first love. They fought incredible odds to be together. That doesn't just disappear like that either.
Stacey: Who exactly are you talking about? Michael and Donna or you and Kathleen?
Cass: Maybe both.
Stacey: That's what I thought.
Cass: Stace, come on, learn from my predicament. I don't want you to wind up in a mess like the one I'm in.
Liz: I saw Amanda earlier. She looked very well, everything considered.
Rachel: What does that mean?
Liz: Oh, I'm sure you must have been very happy to bid Sam bon voyage.
Rachel: Oh, no, that's not true. We'll miss Sam at Brava.
Liz: Well, it's a pity he destroyed Amanda's happiness. I hope and pray it isn't too late for Olivia.
Rachel: Well, Olivia has to make her own choices, don't you think?
Liz: Well, couldn't you talk to Matthew about Olivia?
Rachel: I don't think Matthew cares for any of my advice anymore, Liz.
Liz: I'm hoping against hope that absence does not make the heart grow fonder. Bye, Rachel.
Rachel: Bye, Liz.
Matt: That's not exactly true.
Rachel: What isn't exactly true?
Matt: I need your advice.
Rachel: Oh, sure you do. Even when I fall awfully short of the mark?
Matt: Well, I would prefer if you were perfect, but --
Rachel: Yeah, well, that costs more. Listen, I understand what I need to do now. I should have taken Nat Lipman's phone number and let you deal with it.
Matt: I have to do this on my own -- you understand that.
Rachel: Well, I have every confidence that you're going to succeed at it.
Matt: Well, whatever success I have or don't have, I'll always be thankful for you, for my family, but I have to stand on my own and make it on my own.
Rachel: Well, you see, that's where we differ. I'm absolutely convinced that you will be an overwhelming success, but you're right, you have to arrive at that on your own. Are you still thinking of changing your name?
Matt: Yeah, I'm thinking about it.
Rachel: I see.
Matt: Jamie kept his father's name.
Rachel: Yes, but Mac raised you. Mitch understood, you know.
Matt: I'm gonna have to give this a little more thought.
Rachel: Well, I'll support you, whatever you decide.
Matt: Thanks. I love you. It means a lot to me.
Rachel: You understand, don't you, that Mac was awfully proud of you.
Matt: I do.
Rachel: As far as he was concerned, you were his son.
Amanda: Everybody at work has been asking for you.
Mark: Great. Send them my regards.
Amanda: Mark, you don't have to feel awkward about asking me for your job back.
Mark: That's why you think I'm here?
Amanda: If you quit to impress me, you made your point.
Mark: I don't make idle gestures.
Amanda: It's all right, I already have a couple of assignments I can put you on.
Mark: Amanda, my resignation stands.
Amanda: All right.
Mark: I told you, I quit because I didn't want to date the boss.
Amanda: Isn't that kind of drastic?
Mark: I want you to take a couple of weeks off and come abroad with me.
Mark: I have a freelance gig. Fashion shoot.
Amanda: That's great.
Mark: We're hitting all the romantic capitals of Eastern Europe.
Amanda: You want me to go with you?
Mark: I told you our first date was going to be special.
Amanda: Yeah, but I was thinking, you know, like dinner at Tops, somewhere that I didn't need a passport.
Mark: Well, watching the full moon rise over Budapest is much more romantic, don't you think?
Amanda: You are so sure of yourself.
Mark: Is that good or bad?
Amanda: I don't know.
Mark: Me neither. Maybe we could find out together.
Olivia: What? You had enough ball for one day. No, I think it's time for the circus. Yes, the circus!
Amanda: Hey -- honey, I want you to make sure that you see Hilda and she gives you a coat, ok?
Amanda: Take your coat, ok?
Olivia: Go find Hilda.
Amanda: Well, I bet you can't wait to write to Sam about this one, huh?
Olivia: Actually, I'm expecting a call from him tonight.
Olivia: I won't say anything at all if you'd rather I didn't.
Amanda: What you saw was no big deal.
Olivia: Ok, whatever you say. But I'm sure that Sam would be delighted to know that you found somebody new.
Mark: Who's that?
Amanda: That is Samís girlfriend.
Mark: Playing with your child at your house.
Amanda: And about to take her to the circus.
Mark: Sounds complicated.
Amanda: Putting it mildly.
Mark: Why don't you let me take you away from all this?
Amanda: I don't know.
Mark: Budapest? You and me? What do you say?
Dean: Are you gonna get that? Weren't you --
Frankie: I thought you went to the studio.
Dean: Well, I thought I'd hang around, you know, in case you made extra veggie burgers.
Frankie: Thank you, dean, but i don't need a babysitter.
Frankie: Would you get the door?
Dean: Yeah, yeah.
Cass: Hi, Dean.
Dean: Where do you think you're going?
Cass: Well, I thought I was going into my house.
Dean: But you don't live here anymore, or did you forget that?
Frankie: Let him in, Dean.
Cass: Thanks. Thanks.
Frankie: Go to work, Dean.
Dean: Listen, I don't want him hassling you, all right?
Cass and Frankie: Down, Dean.
Dean: Fine. I'm just a phone call away.
[Door opens and closes]
Cass: I've seen pit bulls less protective than young Dean.
Frankie: He's having a hard time with this.
Cass: He can join the club.
Frankie: What are you doing here?
Cass: I miss you.
Frankie: Do you? I miss you, too.
Cass: I thought I'd fill you in on what's been happening.
Frankie: Felicia did a very good job, thank you.
Cass: Oh, she sounds angry.
Frankie: Do you blame me?
Cass: What did she tell you?
Frankie: Carl pays you a midnight visit and I have to hear about it from Felicia?
Cass: He was trying to find out if I knew anything about Kathleenís informant. It's no big deal.
Frankie: And then you rescue the fair maiden Kathleen from Hutchins the horrible, and that's insignificant, too, huh?
Cass: I'm sorry. I should have told you, but you know, we haven't had that much time to --
Frankie: I really shouldn't be very surprised. I know you do have someone else to confide in now.
Cass: I didn't leave you to go to Kathleen.
Frankie: And maybe that's our problem, Cass.
Cass: I don't understand.
Frankie: I never thought I would hear myself say this, but go to Kathleen. Spend all the time you need to with her. Find out exactly what it is you feel for her, and maybe then, only then, will we find out if we have a chance.
Michael: I thought I threw you out.
Donna: You didn't answer my question.
Michael: That's right.
Donna: Fine. Don't be honest with me, but the least you can do is be honest with yourself.
Michael: Stacey is not a topic of conversation.
Donna: What are you going to do with Stacey when you're not angry at me anymore? What on earth could you possibly have left to keep you together?
Michael: What is that to you, Donna?
Donna: I'm saying this for your own good, Michael.
Michael: Don't do me any favors.
Donna: I'm not just fighting for you. I'm fighting for our whole family.
Michael: You are the reason this family is torn apart!
Donna: Victoria has forgiven me.
Michael: Well, good for her.
Donna: And yesterday, I just saw a glimmer of hope that Marley and I may be reconciling.
Michael: Well, what Marley does is up to her.
Donna: So one of these days soon, the girls and I are going to be back together, and you're the one that's going to be out in the cold.
Michael: I don't think so, Donna. Now, why don't you just give it up?
Donna: We could be a family again, Michael.
Michael: Donna, we have signed the divorce papers, all right? We are finished.
Donna: I don't think so.
Michael: What does that mean?
Donna: I've changed my mind.
Michael: Wait, you can't -- what are you doing?
Donna: I'm contesting the divorce.
Michael: You can't do that.
Donna: There's new light on this situation. I'm not the only one here who has committed adultery. You've been blaming me all this time for one lousy night with Jake, and you're here shacking up with my lawyer?
Michael: Donna, you and I are finished! Now, why don't you just accept that?
Donna: No. You and Stacey have turned this into a whole new ballgame. No.
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