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Another World Transcript Monday 1/10/05

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Jason: You got to be kidding, Felicia. There's disaster out there.

Felicia: Seems funny to have thunder and lightning this time of year, doesn't it?

Jason: Well, it's the warm spell we had. I tell you, the second that sun went down, the roads turned to ice.

Felicia: Well, maybe you should've waited till tomorrow, then.

Jason: No, I got shelves to put in here tomorrow.

Felicia: Right, of course. I forgot. Sorry.

Jason: Yeah, I got to cut some very special pieces. They got to be exact to the sixteenth of an inch.

Felicia: Ok, well, make yourself at home. I've got a little writing I'm trying to do here, Jason.

Jason: No problem. Mitch not here?

Felicia: He'll be home later.

Jason: Hmm.


Jason: Are you ok? You're a little jumpy with the lightning.

Felicia: Look, why don't you show yourself out when you're finished, all right?

Jason: Sure. Ok.

[Music plays]

Singer: "Cherish" is the word

Felicia: What do you think you're doing?

Singer: I use to describe

Jamie: Oh, no -- I don't believe this.

Sam: What happened?

Jamie: I had everything all together in a box, in a box the dresser.

Sam: What are you missing, Jamie?

Jamie: A cufflink. Do you believe it? A cufflink! I'm missing a --

Sam: Jamie, you took your shirt in to change, remember?

Jamie: Everything's falling apart because of a cufflink!

Sam: Jamie, go look in the bathroom for the cufflink. I'll look out here.

Jamie: Maybe I can use a paper clip.

Sam: Jamie -- bathroom, ledge, cufflink on ledge. Look.

Jamie: Bathroom, right, bathroom, bathroom.

[Knock on door]

Jamie: The door --

Sam: Jamie, I'll get the door. Don't worry.

Jamie: Don't worry. Right.

Sam: Hey.

[Sam whistles]

Jamie: Oh.

Sam: Whew. Hi!

Mac: Hello, Sam.

Sam: Come on in.

Rachel: Don't you look dashing.

Sam: Well, thank you. Can I take your coats?

Mac: No, we're only going to be here a minute.

Rachel: Yes, we just wanted to see the groom before he made his next fateful step.

Sam: Hmm, he'll be out in a minute. So the weather's pretty bad, huh?

Mac: Iris decided to wait in the car.

Rachel: So how is he? Nervous?

Sam: Yeah!

Rachel: Oh, yeah?

Jamie: Still can't find it! This is insane!

Rachel: Hi, honey.

Mac: Hello. Hello.

Jamie: Mom. Mac. Hi, good to see you.

Rachel: Hi.

Mac: Good to see, boy.

Jamie: Your coats are wet.

Mac: Well, it's raining out.

Jamie: It's raining. Great, that's just great.

Rachel: No, don't worry about it. It's going to be beautiful and dry in the chapel. How are you doing?

Jamie: How am I doing?

Sam: He's just fine.

Jamie: Cufflink -- do you believe it? A cufflink -- I can't --

Mac: What?

Sam: We're looking for a silver cufflink.

Mac: Ah. Oh.

Sam: Yeah.

Mac: Well, we'll help.

Sam: Yeah.

Jamie: I have to comb my hair.

Rachel: Why?

Jamie: I have a cowlick.

Rachel: No, you don’t.

Jamie: Yes, I do. I saw it. Where's my brush?

Rachel: Honey, you haven't had a cowlick since you were 5.

Jamie: 7.

Rachel: What?

Jamie: I was 7 years old. I saw it standing up in my second-grade picture.

Rachel: Right.

Jamie: Why am I thinking of things like this? I'm really losing it, aren't I?

Rachel: No, you're not. You're going to be just fine as soon as you put on your pants.

Jamie: Huh? Oh.

Sam: I think I'm going to go look in the bathroom for the cufflink, ok?

Mac: Come on, relax, son. Everything will work out fine.

Jamie: Where's Matthew?

Rachel: I haven't seen him.

Jamie: What?

Mac: He hasn't been over here?

Jamie: I thought he was with you.

Rachel: No.

Jamie: Oh, great, great. I knew it.

Mac: What's the matter?

Jamie: I knew it. Well, Matthew’s been kind of upset lately because of Lisa and all the problems --

Rachel: Honey, what are you talking about? No, no, no, no, you don't have to worry about that.

Jamie: The ring.

Rachel: He's not going to desert you. He's your brother.

Mac: He's your best man.

Jamie: He has the ring! Matthew has the ring. I can't get married without the ring. What is he trying to pull here?

Donna: If you need me to help you with anything, Victoria --

Michael: Honey, look, if Nicole and Bridget can't help her, nobody can, ok?

Donna: Oh, I know, I know. You're right, Michael.

Michael: Look, is Marley coming here first?

Donna: No, no, she and Jake have an appointment with the doctor at the hospital and then they'll just go straight to the church.

Michael: Why don't we sit down?

Donna: Oh, no, no, I don't want to sit, I really don’t.

Michael: Ok, well, then, why don't we pace together? I want to talk to you, honey. You know, I know I brought this up before, but --

Donna: I know, I know, and I'm fine really.

Michael: No, I don't think you are fine.

Donna: Honey, it's just that I don't want everything to go wrong.

Michael: Well, what could possibly go wrong? Why do you keep saying that?

Donna: Well, I -- I didn't say that!

Michael: You just said that.

Donna: Well, then, I -- I was referring to the weather.

Michael: The what?

Donna: Well, have you looked outside lately?

Michael: There's a storm outside. That's not going to interfere with the wedding.

Donna: I know, I know. I'm sorry. I just worry, that's all.

Michael: Well, that's obvious, yeah.

Donna: I just don't want anything to go wrong for Victoria.

Vicky: So, anybody want to go to a wedding?

Vicky: Well, I hope I don't look like the original white elephant.

Michael: Look beautiful.

Vicky: Oh, stop, stop.

Michael: Absolutely beautiful.

Vicky: Oh, thank you.

Donna: Oh, yes, and I can't wait for everybody to see you!

Vicky: Oh.

Michael: Nicole, you did a great job.

Nicole: Well, thank you, but we'd better step on it or we're going to be late. Donna?

Donna: Yeah. Oh, my little baby!

Vicky: Mom!

Donna: I'm sorry. Oh, I promise, I won't cry in public, though.

Vicky: Oh, right.

Michael: Yeah, right.

Donna: Oh, stop!

Bridget: Please don't do that. You're starting me crying again.

Nicole: Oh, no -- you, too. Look at you, Donna. We have to go redo your makeup now.

Donna: No, I -- well, I can't help it.

Nicole: Come on.

Donna: She is my baby and she's getting married today.

Nicole: Did you have Kleenex for me?

Donna: Yes, I do.

Vicky: The three of them?

Michael: You -- you nervous?

Vicky: No.

Michael: Really?

Vicky: Oh, dad, yesterday I was a wreck and today I'm totally calm.

Michael: Really? Well -- what am I going to do? Both of my girls are -- married.

Vicky: You're not going to start in, too, are you?

Michael: Nah, no, no. Well, I don't make any promises, no.

Vicky: Ok. Oh, boy, dad.

Michael: What?

Vicky: You remember the time I crashed Marley’s wedding?

Michael: Hmm. Told everyone where they could go? Yeah, I remember.

Vicky: Well, I never did promise to be the model daughter.

Michael: I never wanted a model daughter. I just wanted you -- you're the perfect daughter.

Vicky: Thanks. So, I -- I guess I don't have to tell you about the Easter bunny or the ski lodge? Or the potbelly stove?

Michael: The what? The pot -- what are you talking about?

Vicky: Hey, you don't think I just sat around and hoped that Jamie would look at me, do you?

Michael: Potbelly stove?

Vicky: Um -- yeah, the stove. Well -- actually, that wasn't the first time that I -- I kind of planned that Jamie and I would be alone. But it actually did work out much better than I had hoped. See, Jamie had to get to a patient way out in the sticks, except his car wasn't working and mine was. And I swore I had brand-new snow tires. What's the matter with your patient?

Jamie: He's a diabetic and he's just too old to come out on a night like this.

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: You have snow tires, don't you?

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: Good, because I'd hate to get stuck in the country in a snowstorm like this.

Vicky: Yeah, I know. I'd hate that, too.

Michael: But you didn’t.

Vicky: Of course not. How can you get stuck in the snow if you have good tires? We found this abandoned general store but it was cold. So we made a fire in a potbelly stove. Potbelly stoves can get very hot in the middle of the night. Actually, the snow was always a good excuse. I remember when Jamie came up to our ski lodge to surprise Lisa and me. What he didn't know was that Lisa had already left. And when Jamie and I went for one quick downhill run -- by Easter, of course, I had to come up with something new. I'm not sure I was as sexy as I should've been in that outfit.

Michael: I -- I have a feeling that I haven't heard all of the stories you could tell.

Vicky: No way.

Michael: I have a second feeling that I'm grateful I haven't heard all the stories you could tell.

[Vicky laughs]

Vicky: Think I'm awful?

Michael: No, I think you're terrific. I think you knew who you wanted.

Vicky: Yeah, and now I'm marrying him.

Michael: It's all right. Can I give you a little advice?

Vicky: Always can.

Michael: Sometimes, getting what you want is not as exciting as chasing what you want.

Vicky: I love Jamie, dad, and he loves me and because of that, we can always have an exciting life.

Michael: I know.

Vicky: Oh, wow, he loves me.

Michael: Ok.

Vicky: I know sometimes I can be very impulsive and I don't always think things through. But Jamie makes me want to be better than I ever thought I could be.

Michael: What more could a father want?

Vicky: Hmm. Oh, I guess that's -- that's the way it was for you and Mom, huh? It was just that one person, only one.

Michael: Yeah.

Iris: What on earth is keeping everyone?

Rachel: We have plenty of time.

Iris: Well, is there something wrong?

Mac: Jamie's a little concerned that Matthew hasn't shown up yet.

Iris: Oh. I know where Matthew is.

Mac: Oh?

Iris: He's with Josie.

Sam: No, I called the farm. He hasn't been there all day.

Jamie: I don't believe this is happening!

Mac: Take it easy, son.

Sam: I tell you what -- while we're waiting for Matthew, why don't we all look for that silver cufflink? It's got to be around here somewhere.

Iris: Well, I'll do anything I can to help.

Rachel: Well, you could find almost anything on these floors.

Mac: Try not to think about it. Hmm?

Jamie: What should I think about, Mac?

Mac: Try this.

Jamie: What's this?

Mac: Open it.

Jamie: Oh, Mac.

[Mac laughs]

Jamie: There's a lot of zeros on this check, Mac.

Mac: Well, you need a lot of furniture for that new house.

Jamie: But I could -- I could furnish Utah with this!

Mac: Rachel and I decided to be very practical.

Jamie: Talk about -- how about "generous"? How about "extravagant"?

Mac: Well, you need your money for that new baby and to start your lives together, so use this check to take care of the boring details.

Jamie: Money -- money like this is never boring, Mac. Thank you very much.

Mac: Oh!

Jamie: You've always been the best.

Mac: We wish you all the happiness in the world. You know that.

Jamie: Ah --

Mac: Don't -- what?

Jamie: Oh, wait a minute, what is that?

Jamie: Do you believe it?

Mac: At last!

[Music plays]

Jason: I'm sorry. Did I have it on too loud? Want me to cut it down?

Felicia: Why would you play this? Why?

Jason: I didn't think you'd mind.

Felicia: What, do you need music when you're working?

Jason: I like music, yeah. I saw it, it was an old --

Felicia: You might have said something to me, Jason.

Jason: Hey, why don't you put a sign up on your wall -- "don't do this, don't do that," what the rules are here, huh?

Felicia: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, really. I -- I just wasn't expecting to hear it, that's all.

Jason: Oh, what'd you have an old tiny like that out in the first place for?

Felicia: Well, I -- oh, well, I -- something reminded me of it last night and I just wanted to see if I had a copy of it, that's all.

Jason: Something reminded you of it, huh?

Felicia: Yes. Wasn't anything important.

Jason: It has a lot of special memories for you, that piece.

Felicia: No, no, not really.

Jason: Are you sure?

Felicia: Jason, it's just an old song.

Jason: Yeah, I know. It goes back, what, 10, 15 years, I guess.

Felicia: Actually, it's -- it's even more years than that.

[Music box plays]


[Music stops]

Matt: Ooh. Yo, Jamie?

Jamie: Matt! Where have you been?

Matt: Why, what's the matter? What time is it?

Jamie: Where were you?

Matt: I went to Walken's to pick up your present. They acted like they never even heard of me before.

Jamie: What?

Matt: I picked it out last week, but they were all out of stock, so I told them that I'd come by today. And they promised me -- they promised me that they'd have it all gift-wrapped and everything, but they didn’t. It took forever.

Jamie: A present?

Matt: Yeah. You didn't think I'd forget you and Vicky on your wedding day, did you?

Jamie: Matthew, this is really nice.

Matt: Well, you haven't seen it yet.

Jamie: No, no, I mean that you were thinking about us. I -- I know you've had trouble accepting Vicky.

Matt: Yeah, Lisa -- I won't get into it again. I know you have to think about the baby.

Jamie: I'm not marrying Vicky because of the baby. I'm marrying her because I love her.

Matt: What about Lisa?

Jamie: I care about Lisa and I always will, but my future is with Vicky -- assuming, of course, my brother gets dressed!

Matt: Get dressed -- I'm halfway there, brother.


Vicky: Well, Cass, darling, come in.

Cass: Don't you look lovely.

Vicky: Hi.

Cass: So where is everybody?

Vicky: Well, dad went to pick up Mikey. You should see him in his little tuxedo. He looks so great.

Cass: Oh, I'll bet he's absolutely delectable.

Vicky: He is.

Cass: Is Nicole here?

Vicky: Yeah. She's helping my mother touch up her makeup.

Cass: Wait a minute.

Vicky: What?

Cass: You mean to tell me they let the bride-to-be hang around out here to answer the door?

Vicky: Yeah, why not? I was the only one who could find the door.

Cass: Oh, that bad, huh?

Vicky: Yeah.

Cass: Ooh.

Vicky: But we'll all work it out.

Cass: Listen, I think you're going to love this present that I bought you.

Vicky: Cass, you and Nicole have been too great already. How could you --

Cass: This one is from Jason Frame.

Vicky: Oh, well, you tell him to just --

Cass: Yes?

Vicky: He gave this to you?

Cass: Deep down inside, he's just an old softy.

Vicky: Did you beat him up?

Cass: Physically, no. But legally, I did work him over a little, yeah.

Vicky: Oh, Cass, you're so terrific.

Cass: Please. Listen, I want you to endorse it, and I'll deposit it for you first thing in the morning.

Vicky: Oh, ok. This is, let me tell you, one amazing wedding gift.

Cass: Not too shabby. Just enjoy it.

Vicky: We will.

Cass: You know something?

Vicky: Here. What?

Cass: For somebody who's about to get married, you sure are cool, calm, and collected.

Vicky: Oh.

Cass: I mean, shouldn't you be hysterical or something?

Vicky: Well, I am over all that now. I know everything is going to go wonderful.

Cass: That's a nice, positive attitude to have.

Vicky: What about you?

Cass: What -- what about me?

Vicky: Oh, wedding bells, bridal parties, all those things -- don't they give your mind some thoughts?

Cass: Oh -- uh --

Vicky: Come on, Cass!

Cass: I don't know. What?

Vicky: You can tell me about you and Nicole, don't you think?

Cass: You know, if we stand around here gabbing, we're all going to be late for the wedding.

Vicky: We have time.

Cass: But do we have the inclination?

Vicky: Cass, you get out of everything!

Cass: In this outfit, I can't resist you.

Vicky: You just get out --

Nicole: Well, I think that Donna’s almost ready.

Cass: Hi.

Nicole: Hi.

Vicky: Hi. Oh, well, how's Bridget?

Nicole: Oh, I can't get her to stop crying.

Vicky: Sounds like her.

Donna: Oh, Cass, Cass. Good, I'm so glad you're here.

Nicole: Uh-uh-uh.

Donna: What?

Nicole: I get him for five minutes first.

Vicky: Ooh.

Nicole: Winthrop -- in the bedroom.

Cass: Five minutes? What we can do in five minutes?

Vicky: It's mine --


Nicole: My lipstick's in the bedroom and you can help me put it on.

Cass: Oh, that's a likely story.

Vicky: Oh. Great.

Donna: Huh. They make a great couple, don't they?

Vicky: Oh, they sure do.

Donna: So, how are you feeling really, sweetheart?

Vicky: Better than ever.

Donna: Good. No -- no second thoughts or --

Vicky: Pangs of guilt?

Donna: What? I --

Vicky: Feeling like I'm dragging poor, unsuspecting Jamie to the altar?

Donna: No -- honey, I --

Vicky: That's what you're thinking, isn't it?

Donna: No! No, I'm not.

Vicky: Oh, sure, it is.

Donna: Honestly, honey, I'm not.

Vicky: Come on, Mom, let's get it all out. You're still worried about the baby.

Donna: Victoria, look, I just don't think today is the right day to talk about --

Vicky: Today is the perfect day. You know, you've been giving me those looks for about a week. You still think it's Jake’s baby, don't you?

Donna: Would you -- honey, would you keep your voice down?

Vicky: My voice is down. You know, I'm going to tell you something. Besides the fact that I don't sleep around --

Donna: Honey, look, look, you don't need to get yourself worked up over this right now.

Vicky: No, you're the one who's worked up. You've created this whole story in your mind. You've put it together that Jake and I slept together last summer, and that this baby is his.

Donna: I -- I really didn't mean to pry. It's just, Victoria, the timing --

Vicky: The hell with the time! You know, I'm going to tell you something that I probably shouldn't tell you, but I'm just going to set your mind at ease, ok?

Donna: Fine. Whatever you want.

Vicky: I looked at Jake’s medical records. Jake couldn't be the father of my child because he has a low sperm count, and the only reason that he could be the father of Marley’s baby is because he's taking medication.

Donna: I know. We all know that.

Vicky: So now that we've nosed into everybody's business, could we please drop it?

Donna: Victoria, you're right. I'm sorry. We'll just -- we'll drop it.

Vicky: Good. Because I am never going to discuss this with you again. Never. Understood, mother?


Marley: Oh --

Eric: Good, you're here.

Jake: Hello, doctor.

Marley: Doctor, we've been waiting quite a while, and --

Eric: My time is very tight today. Please be seated so we can begin.

Marley: Ok.

Jake: Yeah, see, the thing is that Marley’s sister's getting married today, so --

Marley: And we realize that your time is very valuable, as well, but we would like --

Eric: Now, why are we talking in inconsequentials? This is a very important consultation.

Marley: Oh, Dr. Janssen, backsliding a little bit?

Eric: Excuse me?

Marley: Well, you're sliding back to your crabby old self. Too much takeout food?

Eric: I am sorry, but this is a very important consultation.

Jake: Sure, we know that, but the thing of it is, is we're running a little late. What with the wedding and all, we --

Marley: Yes.

Eric: All right, this shouldn't take up too much of your time.

Marley: Ok.

Jake: Thank you.

Eric: Now, my main concern is that you both know exactly where you are in respect to your problems.

Jake: Well, I'm popping my pills every day right on schedule.

Eric: Yeah, good. But as I stated earlier, you'll probably need a support group.

Marley: Well, yes, I did call one, but it was just for couples that wanted to adopt. The name was --

Eric: Well, how about renew?

Marley: Renew?

Jake: Who's that?

Eric: Yes, they're nationwide and very effective. It's primarily for couples such as yourselves who are still in childbearing years but have a fertility problem --

Jake: Is something wrong?

Marley: Dr. Janssen, do I need another operation? Is there --

Eric: This can't be right.

Jake: What can't?

Marley: What?

Eric: Excuse me just a moment.

Marley: But, Dr. Janssen --

Jake: I don't believe this!

Marley: Where on earth are you --?

[Door closes]


Nicole: Lovely, isn't it?

Cass: Yes, it's beautiful.

Nicole: Vicky's so happy.

Cass: I know.

Nicole: Vicky married, my little niece.

Cass: Listen, Nicole, the last few days -- with my sister coming to town and working so hard and the wedding and all -- it's been a little crazy, hasn't it?

Nicole: We used to know how to get away.

Cass: Yes, we --

Michael: Whoa. Hey, hey, hey, look at this! Isn't this great?

Nicole: Hi.

Michael: How you doing?

Cass: Ok.

Michael: Look at this.

[Nicole gasps]

Cass: Oh!

Nicole: Oh, Michael! Mikey's adorable.

Cass: He sure is.

Michael: Isn't it something?

Nicole: Oh.

Michael: Yeah, quite a ring bearer, huh? He looked so terrific at home, I had to take a picture of him and bring it along to show everybody. He's very excited.

Nicole: Oh, unlike his father, of course.

Michael: Well --

Cass: He probably doesn't even know what's really going on, does he?

Michael: No. Actually, he really doesn't, but he does like getting dressed up like his old man.

Nicole: I can't wait to see him.

Michael: Boy, this is just terrific, isn't it?

Nicole: Oh, it looks great.

Mac: Oh, isn't the chapel beautiful?

Rachel: Yes, it is. It's lovely.

Iris: It might be ghastly weather, but any day that there's a wedding between the Cory's and the Hudson’s is cause for celebration. Don't you agree, Michael?


Felicia: You're still here?

Jason: You finally get out of the shower?

Felicia: How did you know I was in the shower?

Jason: I can hear the water running.

Felicia: Oh, I just assumed you'd be gone by now.

Jason: Well, this mitering is a little complicated.

Felicia: Yes, I can just imagine.

Jason: There was a call for you from Tops while you were in the shower.

Felicia: What?

Jason: Somebody called from Tops. They need you to look at a problem or something.

Felicia: Tops is closed for inventory tonight.

Jason: Well, then they need help counting knives and forks, I don't know.

Felicia: They should've gone home by now.

Jason: Unless they got problems counting.

Felicia: All right, all right, what name did this guy give?

Jason: I don't think he left a name.

Felicia: What time did this person with no name -- what time did he call?

Jason: When you were in the shower --

Felicia: Ok, all right, Jason.

Jason: Which was what, 10, 15 minutes? Jeez.

Felicia: In case you should finish before I get back, close the door.


Cass: Ok, we'll give her a few more minutes.

Nicole: Ok.

Rachel: Hi.

Cass: Hi.

Rachel: How are you?

Cass: Hi. How you doing?

Rachel: We're hanging in there.

Cass: Ok. You look lovely.

Iris: So do you.

Donna: Oh --

Michael: Hi.

Donna: Well, Victoria is all set.

Michael: Oh, good.

Donna: Yeah.

Michael: Oh, Bridget, you look beautiful.

Bridget: Oh, thank you, Mr. Michael. You know Victoria -- she bought this dress especially for me? It's the most beautiful dress I've ever had in my whole life!

Donna: Bridget, you've got to stop crying. You're not going to have anything left.

Bridget: Can't help it, you know. It's such a grand day!

Michael: Aw. Well, look, you really want something to cry about, I'm getting very concerned about Marley and Jake.

Donna: Well, no! You don't have to worry. They'll be here, I know it. I know.

Michael: So say you, yeah.

Donna: Yes. Well, I think we should go take our seats, all right?

Bridget: Yes, of course.

Donna: I'll see you later.

Michael: Ok. Bye.

Rachel and Mac: Hi.

Donna: We're going to take our seats.

Mac: Yeah. Maybe we should take our places?

Rachel: Well, hasn't Jamie come in yet?

Mac: He won't come in the front door, darling.

Rachel: Oh, that's right, he won’t. Well, why don't you and Iris go and sit down. I'm waiting for Mom.

Mac: Oh, really?

Rachel: Yeah.

Mac: Oh, all right.

Ada: The mother of the bridegroom is supposed to sit in the chapel.

Rachel: There you are! I've been waiting for you!

Ada: Couldn't face another child getting married without me, right?

Rachel: No, I couldn’t.

Ada: You'd think the more you did it, the easier it would get.

Rachel: It doesn’t. It doesn't get any easier.

Ada: Tell me about it. Are they all set in there?

Rachel: Yes, and Vicky looks beautiful.

Ada: All brides are beautiful.

Rachel: Oh, but Jamie and Vicky have so many problems, and they're just beginning.

Ada: All newly married couples have problems. Par for the course.

Rachel: Sam and Amanda rush into marriage.

Ada: And they're very happy and they have a beautiful baby they're both crazy about.

Rachel: I know, but they're so young!

Ada: Rachel, you can't make the whole world all tidy and pat for your children.

Rachel: But I want to.

Ada: Me, too. You always did everything you wanted to do.

Rachel: Well, I guess it turned out for Amanda. I mean, she and I have never been closer, but -- I don't know -- somehow it's different for your sons.

Ada: Well, look at it this way -- you're not losing a son, as they say.

[Organ plays]

Rachel: Do they know Vicky Hudson?

Ada: Do you know how much Vicky Hudson wants your approval?

Rachel: Well, I don't know about my approval, but I understand her.

Ada: Well, good. Then you know what she's going through.

Rachel: Yes, but Steve and I had so many problems. I mean, we couldn't get past those even after Jamie was born. I mean, we loved Jamie. That was some sort of bond between us, but it's never enough. I don't want that for Jamie. I want him to share his life with a woman who loves him and who he loves.

Ada: Vicky loves him.

Rachel: And then Jamie hasn't been altogether lucky with marriage.

Ada: Well, it happens. You ought to know.

Rachel: I know, but I finally found Mac, and he's the right person for me -- even if I did have to marry him three times.

Ada: Well, maybe the third time will be lucky for Jamie, too.

Rachel: Did I drive you as crazy as my children are driving me?

Ada: Don't ask.


Rachel: I don't have a hankie.

Ada: Never in any crisis of your life have I known you to have a handkerchief.

Rachel: Thank you.

Ada: For what?

Rachel: For taking care of me.

Ada: You're welcome. Now, let's go get that boy married before we both fall apart.

Rachel: Wait a minute!

Ada: What?

Rachel: Well?

Amanda: Oh, you made it.

Sam: Yeah. The groom is a mess, the roads are like ice, but we made it.

Amanda: Good.

Sam: I took Jamie out to a room out back. There's a side room.

Amanda: I know.

Sam: Right. So why are you looking at me like that?

Amanda: Oh, I was just thinking about our wedding.

Sam: Yeah, right here.

Amanda: I never thought that I would be happier than I was that day --

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: But I am.

Sam: Me, too.

Amanda: Really?

Sam: Yeah. Almost a year of marriage, and we've never been happier. I cannot wait till our golden wedding anniversary.

[Elderly voice] Can you imagine -- well, what do you think, mother? Should we try to blow out them candles on that rice pudding?

Amanda: [Elderly voice] Well, honey --

Sam: Hmm?

Amanda: Only if you can pop that cork on the prune juice.

Sam: [Normal voice] Prune juice? Ew.

Amanda: [Normal voice] Mmm.

[Sam laughs]

[Amanda giggles]

Nicole: Cass, let's give it a few more minutes, all right?

Cass: It has to be Vicky’s decision.

Michael: What has to be Vicky’s decision?

Nicole: Marley just called. She and Jake are still at the doctor's office.

Cass: They don't think that they can make it to the wedding.

Marley: Thank you.

Jake: This doesn't make any sense! He can't just disappear!

Marley: I know, I just talked to the receptionist. She said he rushed right by and didn't say where he was going.

Jake: Look, honey, I know this is important, ok, but Vicky’s wedding is important, too.

Marley: I know, Jake --

Jake: What do you say we just leave the guy a note?

Marley: Jake --

Jake: No, no, listen, we tell him that she needed us at the wedding or something. I mean, make up something.

Marley: I don't know, sweetie. What if he gets angry and decides that we need to see another doctor?

Jake: Marley, he's not the only doctor!

Marley: He's the best.

Jake: I can't believe he'd just leave us alone this long.

Marley: I know. Honey --

Eric: I'm sorry. Thank you for waiting. I should've told my receptionist that I was on my way to the lab. Please forgive me.

Marley: Well, what on earth happened? You walked right out on us --

Eric: Well, I had to check some data. It was very important.

Marley: Oh --

Jake: Something about us, right?

Eric: Yes. When I was reviewing your records, something suddenly seemed very inappropriate. I had to double-check. It took longer than I'd anticipated.

Jake: What? What?

Marley: Dr. Janssen, is there something wrong?

Eric: I have some very serious news.


Felicia: Harry? Harry? Maurice? Guys, are you here? Hello? Anybody?


Felicia: Jennifer, are you here? Where is everybody? Harry? Hello! It's Felicia! Are you here? That's strange. Well, now, who called me? I thought this was so important. What am I doing? They wouldn't be out on the terrace in this storm. Where are they?

Felicia: Jason. Maybe there wasn't a call at all. Maybe he just wanted to get me out of the suite. But why? There's just --


[Felicia gasps]

Cass: Hey, if you want to stay with Vicky, it's ok.

Nicole: No, no, that's all right. I'd just be in the way.

Cass: You think she'll tell them to wait?

Nicole: For a while, I guess.

Cass: Let's go sit.


Vicky: Will everybody just calm down? Marley will get here!

Michael: Well, she's late! She's very, very, very late!

Vicky: Well, not that late, late, late, dad, ok?

Michael: All right. Ooh.

Matt: Hey, sis, you look great.

Amanda: Thanks.

Matt: Oh. Who's the little guy with the pillow over there?

Michael: This is the ring bearer.

Matt: Oh, the ring bearer. Well, let's see. What do I -- uh-huh, I got a few things for you.

Michael: Oh, a couple of rings for the ring bearer.

Matt: I do, I do.

Michael: Well, we'll attach them to the pillow in a little while, ok, fella? Ok.

Amanda: And you look so handsome. I'm sure you're going to do a great job, aren't you? Huh? Right?

Michael: Yep.

Amanda: Good.

Michael: Yep, yep, yep.

Amanda: Look at this.

Matt: Vicky?

Vicky: Oh, hi. I was just looking for my sister and Jake’s car.

Matt: Oh. I'm sure they'll make it. You look really nice.

Vicky: Well, thanks, Matt. You look really nice yourself.

Matt: Thank you. Uh -- I just wanted to tell you congratulations, and I'm sure you'll make Jamie very happy.

Vicky: I'll do the best I can.

Matt: Could be enough.

Vicky: Thanks.

Matt: Well --

Vicky: Thanks. That means a lot.

Matt: I better get back inside. Nobody told me that the best man also gets nervous.

Vicky: Yeah, they do, ok.

Matt: Good luck.

Vicky: Thanks.


Vicky: Oh. Where's my little guy?

Michael: Here he is --

Vicky: Hey.

Michael: Right here.

Vicky: Ok.

Michael: Ok.

Vicky: Hey. What do you have there, huh?

[Michael chuckles]

Vicky: Whoa! These are pretty!

Amanda: Aren't they?

Vicky: Yeah. You going to carry these down the aisle, huh?

Mikey: Yep.

Vicky: You're going to be just wonderful. And if they fall, you just -- you lean right down there and you pick them up, ok? All right. You know, pretty soon, I'm going to have a little person for you to play with. Are you going to play with him at my house, huh?

Mikey: Yeah.

Vicky: Yeah? Ok. You stand up tall. You give me a high-five. All right! And you get down that aisle, you're going to be just perfect.

Amanda: Here, Mikey, I'll show you where your mommy's sitting. Hold on.

Michael: Oh, daughter of mine, come here for a sec.

Vicky: Oh, thanks, dad.

Michael: I -- I have a feeling that whatever's keeping Marley from being at your wedding must be very important.

Vicky: Yeah, I know, but I really want her to be here.

Michael: Well, so do I, but -- I love you very much, and we've worked really hard to learn to trust each other.

Vicky: I know.

Michael: So -- we've done it the hard way most of the time, but at this point, I want you to trust me one more time.

Vicky: Ok, and for what?

Michael: I want you to start this wedding, because I know your sister. I know she would not miss this wedding for anything. And if you start, she'll be here to help you finish. Trust me.

Vicky: Trust you? Well, I guess it's time for me to get married!

Michael: Oh! Good!

Vicky: Oh! I love you, dad.

Michael: I love you, too. Ok.


[Organist plays "Jesu, joy of man's desiring"]

Felicia: Now -- this is just terrific. This is just what I needed. Oh. Ok, now, come on, now, Felicia. Electrical storms -- oh, yes, I just love them. They're so much damn fun. All right, now, come on. Please, lights, work. Oh. Great, this is just great. I'm going to have to call the electric company and give them a piece of my mind. Now, where are the matches? Oh, there they are. All right, now, don't panic. Let's just light a candle. I don't suppose the elevators are working. Oh. All right, now, come on. Here's a candle.


Felicia: All right, here I go. Here I go. Oh. Oh. There. There. Ok. Oh, Jason. Boy, you're going to pay for this little stunt. Believe me. Ok --


[Felicia gasps]

Felicia: Ok. Now, don't be afraid. Come on. Let's just go check the elevator. Ok. All right.


Felicia: Is somebody here?

Oh, Felicia. Oh, no. The candle. All right, now, don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.


Felicia: Who's here? Is someone -- here? Answer me!


Felicia: Ok, Jason. I know it's you. I know -- I know it's you, Jason! This is really not funny, so now just stop it! Ok, stop it.


Felicia: Who is it? Who's here? Please, God. Who's in here? Please answer me.

Please -- Jason, this isn't funny! Now, stop it! You're going to pay for this, Jason. Your toolbox is here, and I know it's you. Oh. Ok.

[Organist plays "Jesu, joy of man's desiring"]

Vicky: Ok, there, little guy. You just take this and you walk right down that aisle nice and slow, ok? Ooh --

Michael: Come on.

Vicky: You are gorgeous. Ok.

Michael: Ok, let's go. I want you to walk down there and bring that to Donna, ok? Ok.

Marley: Oh, Jake, we're not late!

Jake: Calm down. Give me the umbrella.

Vicky: Oh!

Michael: Hey!

Vicky: Jake, Marley!

Michael: See? You made it! I knew they'd make it.

Jake: Yeah, I left the car double-parked.

Vicky: Oh, Marley, I am so glad!

Marley: Me, too! You look absolutely stunning.

Vicky: Aw. Well, thank you. So do you.

Marley: Are you sure I look ok, because it only took me five minutes to put on the dress.

Vicky: You look absolutely perfect. I'm serious.

Jake: Listen, I'm going to slide into my seat now, ok?

Marley: Ok.

Jake: Go for it, kid.

Vicky: Oh, thanks, Jake.

Jake: Where the hell do I sit?

Michael: Come right this way.

Vicky: Oh, I really don't know who looks happier, you or me.

Marley: I have something to tell you and it just can't wait.

Vicky: Oh -- oh, you were at the doctor’s. Are you pregnant?

Marley: Uh -- no, not quite, but almost as good.

Vicky: Oh -- well, what? Come on, the music is playing! Would you tell me already?

Marley: It's Jake -- there was a mix-up with the hospital records. He doesn't have a fertility problem at all. It was all a mistake. He can father a child.

Michael: Come on, you guys, it's wedding time, all right? Marley, get in there, now.

Marley: Right.


Michael: Are you ready, my beautiful daughter?

Vicky: Uh -- what?

Michael: Hey -- it's time for a wedding.

[Music ends]


["Bridal March" plays]

Felicia: Who are you? Please, say something. Please!

Man: Remember, keep our secret.

Felicia: Who are you?

Man: Remember, Fanny.

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