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Another World Transcript Wednesday 1/19/05

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Mac: Oh, yes, the press is definitely invited, but it's a closed preview. Be right off, honey. No, no. No. The public won't be invited until -- no, no, that's not in reference to you -- until Wednesday. Yeah. No, no. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be laughing. No, the pictures can be released only on Wednesday. Well, you're perfectly welcome. I'm certainly looking forward to seeing you there. All right. No, you're not funny. Thanks for calling. Bye-bye. Oh, you're terrible!

Rachel: I was on my way to help Iris with the party.

Mac: I'm sure she'll appreciate your help.

Rachel: I know, but I all of a sudden got an irresistible urge.

Mac: Irresistible urges can be a lot of fun.

Rachel: I know, you don't mind taking a Valentine's break, do you?

Mac: No. Actually, there's something I want to give you.

Rachel: Darling, you already gave me those beautiful flowers.

Mac: Uh-huh, but this is very different, and Iíve been waiting to give it to you all morning.

Rachel: What? No, what? Come on! What?

Cass: Happy Valentineís Day.

Nicole: Oh, it has been so far.

Cass: And guess what.

Nicole: What?

Cass: We got this whole place to ourselves.

Nicole: When will Stacey be back?

Cass: Early next week.

Nicole: Oh, yeah?

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Hey, breakfast in bed was fantastic.

Cass: Yeah, it wasn't bad.

Nicole: And that red -- that negligee? Oh. I mean, what can I say?

Cass: Say you'll wear it, some other time.

Nicole: Guaranteed.

Cass: You turned the answering machine on, didn't you?

Nicole: Yes, I did.

Cass: Good. I locked the door.

Nicole: Cass --

Cass: Well, I don't want us to be interrupted.

Nicole: Doing what?

Cass: "Doing what?" She's so erotic, this -- what do you mean, "Doing what?" I didn't want to be interrupted while I was giving you your surprise.

Nicole: More?

Cass: More. Here, sit down.

Nicole: Ok.

Cass: Close your eyes. Close them.

Nicole: Ok.

Cass: And don't cheat. You're a big cheater.

Nicole: I -- that is not true. I never cheat.

[Phone rings]

Nicole: Cass, should I answer it?

[Ringing stops]

Nicole: Oh, well. Too late anyway. Cass, come on, hurry up.

Jason: Bloody answering machine!

Marshal: After you finish with the furniture, we'll start with these appliances.

Marvin: Ok.

Jason: Marshal, you -- you just can't do this.

Marshal: I explained it to you last night, Mr. Frame.

Jason: Look, it's just a mix-up. And if I could ever get that incredibly ignorant attorney Cass Winthrop, then I could solve it all.

Marshal: If you would've shown up in court and pled your case, Mr. Frame -- but now I have to do what the judge ordered.

Jason: Take your job and --

Marshal: Marvin, check those tags and make sure they're off the list, ok?

Josie: They're taking our things away already?

Jason: We'll get it back. We'll get them back.

Josie: But why? Why? What happened? What did we do?

Jason: We did nothing, and I've been trying to explain that to this bozo with the badge.

Josie: Uncle Jason, you said you were going to take care of this last night. That is my mother's sewing machine!

Marshal: I'm sorry, kid.

Josie: You can't have it! She's not here! You can't have it!

Marshal: Sewing machine. Sewing machine. Ok, my mistake. It's not on the list. Marvin, leave this item.

Marvin: You got it.

Marshal: This goes, though.

Marvin: Rugs, too?

Marshal: Rugs, too. We're cleaning up here.

Marvin: Ahem.

Jason: Josie -- Josie! Josie! I'll get you, Cass Winthrop.

Mitch: I thought you were going to forget about that today.

Felicia: I am.

Mitch: Doesn't look like it.

Felicia: Noah and I had a big argument about this book. You know why? He didn't want me to read it.

Mitch: No?

Felicia: He said it was "trivial, worldly entertainment."

Mitch: Well, Noah Grady obviously had difficulty with worldly things.

Felicia: I remember that he yanked it out of my hand. He threw it across the room.

Mitch: Hey, that was a long time ago.

Felicia: I know. I had forgotten all about that -- until he had this sent to me yesterday.

Mitch: We don't know that.

Felicia: No, true, we don't. We can't prove it's Noah.

Mitch: Look, why --

Felicia: But then who else would've known about it?

Mitch: Why would he do it? What's the point?

Felicia: I don't know. I really don't know. I don't think we should talk about it anymore.

Mitch: Right.

Felicia: In fact, Noah Grady can send every cryptic little message he wants. He's not going to get to me anymore. He's not.

Mitch: Good. So for a change of pace, how about "happy Valentine's Day"?

Felicia: Happy Valentineís Day. Thank you for my flowers.

Mitch: You're welcome. I love you.

Felicia: I love you, too.

Mac: I don't know. Maybe you should sit down first.

Rachel: Am I going to faint?

Mac: Frankly, I don't know what you're going to do.

Rachel: Well, now I really am curious.

Mac: Well, guess I can't keep you in suspense. Sit down over there.

Rachel: It's candy. Ha! I guessed it. It's candy.

Mac: Right, Lady Godiva candy. You can't eat it till you strip. Here, open it.

Rachel: Oh, Mac. Ok. Oh, very pretty wrapping. You really took some time with it.

Mac: Yes, thank you.

Rachel: So Iím just not going to --

Mac: That's the best part of it is the wrapping, actually.

Rachel: Not candy.

Mac: No.

Rachel: It's a book.

Mac: Yeah. I -- I wish that I could tell you you could take it back if you don't like it and exchange it, but Iím afraid that's impossible.

Rachel: It's handwritten.

Mac: Well, actually, I hired a calligrapher to do it.

Rachel: Mac, you wrote these.

Mac: Yeah.

Rachel: Poems.

Mac: They're mainly about you, about you and me.

Rachel: Oh, Mac.

Mac: You never thought of your businessman husband as a poet, did you?

Rachel: This is what you were hiding in the library.

Mac: Yeah.

Rachel: It wasn't a manuscript.

Mac: No, and you almost caught me that time.

Rachel: This must have taken you months.

Mac: Well, I have been doing it since last Valentineís Day. I hope you like them.

Rachel: Oh, darling, read me one.

Mac: Oh, no, no, no, no. Took me long enough to decide to show them to you at all. No poetry readings.

Rachel: Oh, Mac, this is lovely. I don't know what to say.

Mac: Oh, you don't have to say anything.

Rachel: I love you so much, you know.

Mac: I love you, too. I love you more every day of our lives.

Rachel: Oh, darling, thank you.

Mac: Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart.

Iris: Oh, just the person I want to see. Doesn't it look great?

Josie: Yeah.

Iris: I've been here for over an hour trying to get things ready.

Josie: Do you want me to be here?

Iris: Oh, no, darling, I want to do it myself. The press are arriving about 4:00 and I just want to make sure that everything was sparkling.

Josie: Well, it looks real good.

Iris: It looks really good. This spa is going to be the best. We'll be drawing people from Chicago before the summers finished, guaranteed.

Josie: That's wonderful.

Iris: And as a receptionist, you're going to get a lot of attention.

Josie: What?

Iris: Oh, by the way, Mitch Blakeís going to come and take the official photographs.

Josie: Oh.

Iris: So you'll need to look your best. Josie, what's wrong?

Josie: Nothing. Um, I'm going to go change.

Iris: Hey. It's Iris, remember? Now, what is it?

Josie: I'll be -- Iíll be ok, all right?

Iris: Uh-huh. Listen, last night you left and you were so optimistic.

Josie: Yeah, well, that was last night.

Iris: Didn't we agree some dreams are worth working for?

Josie: Don't talk to me about dreams. They aren't going to happen, not for me.

Iris: Josie!

Mitch: You know, I can always call Iris.

Felicia: About what?

Mitch: Well, I'm supposed to be there to do the layout on the spa, but she can always get somebody else.

Felicia: Oh, no. If Iris wants you, then you should go.

Mitch: Look, I don't have to.

Felicia: What, you're going to sit around here and watch me eat the chocolates you gave me?

Mitch: Yes, how many of those chocolates have been missing in action from the box?

Felicia: Only three.

Mitch: Only three, until when?

Felicia: Until necessary, thank you very much.

Mitch: Well, you're welcome. And thank you for the Valentine's gift.

Felicia: I don't see you wearing it.

Mitch: A tie with little red cupids? I didn't think it was exactly appropriate for work today.

Felicia: Darling, a tie with little red cupids is perfect for Valentineís Day.

Mitch: Don't worry; I'm going to wear it -- another time, another place.

Felicia: Gee, Iíd love to get a picture of that.

Mitch: Well, you can, and I'll even loan you the camera. In the meantime, if I don't go, I don't go.

Felicia: Go, go. Don't keep Iris waiting, heaven help us.

Mitch: And no more worrying about the book?

Felicia: No.

Mitch: Photographs?

Felicia: No.

Mitch: I mean, records?

Felicia: No.

Mitch: Phone calls?

Felicia: No.

Mitch: Try to get some rest?

Felicia: I'll try. Love you.

Mitch: Love you.


Lisa: Felicia?

Felicia: Lisa? Are you all right? What was that noise?

Lisa: Just bumped into something that Jasonís working on.

Felicia: Honey, Iím sorry. Are you hurt?

Lisa: Yeah -- no, I'm ok. Is there any coffee?

Felicia: Yes, in the kitchen. Do me a favor, bring me a cup, too?

Lisa: Sure.

Felicia: Thank you.

Felicia: Hello. Yes, this is Felicia Gallant. I'm trying to get a hold of Cass Winthrop. Yeah, obviously, he's not there. Yes, Iíve left several. He's not at the office and he's not at home, so if you should hear from him, would you please tell him that I called and that I would like to see him, it's very important? Yes, Iím at home. Right. Thank you. Thank you. So did you get any sleep?

Lisa: Yeah. Felicia, are you going to tell me what that book means?

Felicia: Well, I told Mitch that I wouldn't even think about this stupid book today, so why don't we talk about something else, ok?

Lisa: Ok. Name it.

Felicia: Well, happy Valentineís Day. Oh, come on, it's going to be a good day, you'll see.

Lisa: I hadn't planned on spending it alone.

Felicia: Maybe you don't have to. What about that guy you met, the one you study with?

Lisa: What about him?

Felicia: Well, I mean, I know Mitch told me that I shouldn't interfere, but why don't you call him?

Lisa: That wouldn't be a good idea.

Felicia: Oh, honey, come on. Get aggressive. You know, think positive. You never can tell.

Lisa: No, you never can.

Nicole: Cass? Is that you? Cass, will you at least talk to me? I've been very, very good, not even one little peek. Cass, what are you doing?

Cass: Nothing.

Nicole: Well, when can I open my eyes?

Cass: Now.

Nicole: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Now, is this lyrical, or is this lyrical, huh?

Nicole: Oh, it's -- I can't believe it.

Cass: So what do you say?

Nicole: Well, this is -- I mean, of all the things I imagined -- oh, Cass.

Cass: Well, you know, there is a question floating up there in the air that requires an answer.

Nicole: But I already said yes.

Cass: Yeah, but we haven't set a date. How about setting a date?

Nicole: Yes! I love you! Oh, yes, let's set --

Cass: Oh, boy. I didn't know that balloons turned you on like this.

Nicole: I'm just a little surprised, though.

Cass: Why?

Nicole: Well, we've both been so busy and, you know, things have been strange, and I -- well, I was beginning to wonder if --

Cass: Donít. Don't ever wonder.

Nicole: I love you.

Cass: And I love that smile. So how about a date?

Nicole: A date?

Cass: A date.

Nicole: That's terrific! Let's set a date.

Cass: Now, I think that April would be lovely.

Nicole: I always wanted to be a spring bride.

Cass: Oh, it is only two months away.

Nicole: Oh, do you think I care about that?

Cass: Ok, how about two months from today?

Nicole: April 14, huh?

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Perfect.

Cass: Perfect. So I think you'd better write it down so you don't forget.

Nicole: Oh. Oh. That's only two months away.

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: I have an entire wedding to plan in two months.

Cass: Oh, you can do that.

Nicole: Oh, no, but, Cass, you don't understand. I have to order the material and design -- design -- I have to design my dress, my very own wedding dress.

Cass: Nicole?

Nicole: And I have to design the bridesmaid's dresses and arrange for the church --

Cass: Honey?

Nicole: And the music.

Cass: Excuse me, Nicole?

Nicole: And then there's -- what?

Cass: I have a few appointments, so Iím going to leave you alone to work out these little details, ok?

Nicole: Come here, you. Oh, this is one Valentineís Day Iíll never forget.

Cass: Good.

Josie: Some valentine's day, huh?

Iris: Mm-hmm.

Josie: I mean, for the first time, I thought I'd be with someone I loved.

Iris: Yeah. I know how you feel. Don't worry. It'll work out. You'll see.

Josie: I'm sorry I'm being like this.

Iris: Don't be sorry, but I think perhaps you'd better get dressed.

Josie: Oh, yeah. Ok.

Iris: We don't want the press to see any tears.

Josie: Right. I'll change, ok?

[Phone rings]

Michael: Hello?

Iris: Happy Valentineís Day, Michael.

Michael: Hello, Iris.

Iris: Uh, I'd like to see you.

Michael: Why?

Iris: To discuss the new magazine.

Michael: "Sophisticate"? You were serious about that?

Iris: Well, you should know more than anyone that I'm almost always serious. I want to announce the opening at Feliciaís birthday bash, and I'm really anxious to get started.

Michael: Fine, but I can't help you today.

Iris: Michael, I know you're awfully busy, but you agreed, and I really am desperate.

Michael: Iris, not today.

Iris: Michael, you promised. Please don't do this to me again.

Michael: "Again"?

Iris: You made a promise to me once before, remember?

Michael: Iris --

Iris: Please don't break this promise, too, Michael.

Nicole: And a raspberry tart for dessert. Oh, could you make that heart-shaped? Right. Yes, a 6:30 delivery will be perfect. Thank you. There, one romantic dinner for two. And the lady shall be wearing -- oh, what shall she wear? Oh. Hmm. No, that's not quite right. Maybe red.

Jason: Where's Cass?

Nicole: What are you doing here?

Jason: Where is he?

Nicole: He's not here.

Jason: What'd he do, find out I was coming and take off? Is that it?

Nicole: Look, I don't want to talk to you, Jason.

Jason: I'm sure he hasn't told you what he has just done to me, has he?

Nicole: No, Cass does not discuss his personal business with me.

Jason: Well, he's got a marshal in my house right now taking away all my furniture!

Nicole: Well, I'm sure he had a good reason.

Jason: Yeah, he's a mean little sucker with a law degree, and he's using that to persecute me and my family.

Nicole: Get out!

Jason: I'm not getting anywhere! You know how that makes a man feel, huh?

Nicole: Jason, I don't want to hear any more of this.

Jason: A marshal in your house tagging every piece of furniture, unplugging the lamps, taking the TV? "Mr. Frame, get off the rug so we can roll it up." Everything I own!

Nicole: Jason, this is something you'll have to take up with Cass!

Jason: You tell your boyfriend that he deserves everything he's going to get.

Nicole: Are you threatening him?

Jason: Yeah, you tell him to lay off of me, for his own good.

Nicole: Jason, I really wish you'd leave.

Jason: Oh, that's cute. "Jason, I really wish you'd leave." I love that tone of voice. Your ma always used it.

Nicole: What?

Jason: Your mama, she used that tone of voice, but then she didn't get the last laugh, did she?

Nicole: What are you talking about?

Jason: Beth, your mama. She always used that tone of voice, but she didn't have the last laugh, did she, Nicole?

Nicole: That's cruel, Jason. You know how she died.

Jason: Yeah? Maybe she used that tone of voice one too many times, huh?

Nicole: What are you saying?

Jason: I'm saying you treat somebody like dirt one too many times --

Nicole: Oh!

Jason: Yeah. You treat the wrong guy that way and you got a problem, because you can cross over that line and never come back, huh?

Nicole: Oh, stop!

Michael: All right, Iris, I will be over in a little while, but only for a little while. Is that clear?

Iris: Yes, it's clear. Thank you. I'm really looking forward to it.

Michael: Goodbye.

[Michael sighs]

Liz: Your Valentine's special delivery. I came right up.

Michael: All right!

Liz: I promised Nicole I would deliver this gown personally. Top-secret mission.

Michael: Oh, thanks so much. I wanted this night to be just perfect for me and Donna. I tell you, we're going to have a great dinner, we're going to have wine, we're going to have violins, and a designer-dress gift for my wife.

Liz: Oh, you two are so romantic. It's inspiring!

Michael: Now, you're sure this is the dress that Donna wanted, right?

Liz: Absolutely, but we almost lost it to Iris.

Michael: Iris?

Liz: Iris was at the salon when Donna was trying it on. Donna put it down, Iris picked it up. I told her in no uncertain terms you wanted this gown for your wife.

Michael: Did she put up much of a fight?

Liz: No, actually, no. She said it was just like you, thoughtful and extravagant. Oh, the two of you are so close.

Michael: Pardon me?

Liz: Well, you and Donna. Of course, Donna and Iris are quite close, too.

Michael: Yeah, you're telling me. Let me take that.

Liz: I've seen them lunching together, frequently engrossed in conversation. Of course, they're probably talking about what women always talk about when they're alone -- men.

Michael: Yeah. Look, this dress is just great. Thank you so much.

Liz: Oh, you two are so lucky. You've always known that you're in love. There's been no one else. It reminds me of this novel that Iím reading -- "Passion Aflame."

Michael: "Passion Aflame"? Well, ok. Liz, thank you so much for bringing this over. I really do appreciate it.

Liz: Well, Michael, Valentineís Day is not one of my favorite holidays, so I like to keep busy.

Michael: Oh. Liz, hold on just a sec.

Liz: Hmm?

Michael: Happy Valentineís Day.

Felicia: Oh, hi. Oh!

Cass: Happy Valentineís Day.

Felicia: Oh, honey. Happy Valentineís Day to you.

Cass: Thanks.

Felicia: Thank you.

Cass: Oh, you're welcome. Hey!

Felicia: What?

Cass: You're a pretty popular girl today.

Felicia: Yeah, well, that's me, all right. Pretty soon this place is going to look like a funeral parlor. I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that.

Cass: Well, do you want to hear the news?

Felicia: What news?

Cass: New news?

Felicia: What's the news?

Cass: Hmm?

Felicia: What? Come on, what?

Cass: Nicole and I set a date.

Felicia: Oh, you're kidding!

Cass: No, would I kid you about a thing like that?

Felicia: Oh, honey, that's fabulous!

Cass: Thanks.

Felicia: When?

Cass: April 14.

Felicia: April? That's two months away.

Cass: To the day.

Felicia: Oh, I'm so thrilled for you.

Cass: Thank you.

Felicia: I am. You sure you're going to go through with this?

Cass: Don't worry.

Felicia: Oh, I love it. I do. It's wonderful, but then I already said that, didn't I?

Cass: Who cares? You're the first person Iíve told, you know.

Felicia: Things are really starting to -- to really come together for you, aren't they?

Cass: Yeah, they are.

Felicia: You know, whenever anything happens to either one of us, I always think of Wally.

Cass: Wally? I know.

Felicia: Yeah. I wish he was here right now.

Cass: Me, too. You ok?

Felicia: Yeah, of course Iím ok. How about I get you some coffee, all right?

Cass: No, no, no, don't go to any trouble. Listen, my answering service said that you called, wanted to see me, and that it was something important.

Felicia: Oh, no, it can wait.

Cass: Why? I'm here. What is it?

Felicia: No, no, honey, it's Valentineís Day, and you've just set the date. No, no, my little thing can wait.

Cass: Felicia, stop making excuses. You wouldn't have told the answering service it was important if it wasn't. Now, what is it?

Felicia: All right. I just would like you to do some little thing for me, if you wouldn't mind?

Cass: Something legal?

Felicia: Very. I want you to write my will.

Cass: Yeah, right. It's time for a new will, just in case there's another St. Valentine's Day massacre.

Felicia: Well, you know, I always did have perfect timing.

Cass: Do me a favor, will you?

Felicia: What?

Cass: Don't leave me the mud.

Felicia: You don't want Daisy?

Cass: Daisy the watchdog, guaranteed to moisten the shoes of any intruder?

Felicia: You know, I am serious about this will. I -- I just think it's time to update my old one.

Cass: What's happened? Did you get another scare?

Felicia: No. No, not really. Lisa's apartment got broken into, though.

Cass: Oh, great. That's just what she needed on top of everything else.

Felicia: Yeah.

Cass: Do you think it's related to what's been happening to you?

Felicia: I don't know. No, the point is I, um -- you know, I've gotten married, and the royalties on my books, and the restaurant and, of course, now that Iím turning 40 --

Cass: So you feel it's time for a new will?

Felicia: Right. It's very simple, really.

Cass: Yeah, sure. Why do I get the impression that you're withholding something from me?

Felicia: Honey, don't say anything to Lisa, all right?

Cass: She's here?

Felicia: Yeah, and don't mention this to Mitch, ok?

Cass: Felicia, what is really going on?

Felicia: It's all right.

Lisa: Ready to face the day. Oh. Hi, Cass.

Cass: Hi, Lisa. Listen, Felicia just told me your place got broken into.

Lisa: Yeah, last night.

Cass: I'm really sorry. Did the cops find anything?

Lisa: No, not yet.

Cass: Well, if there's anything I can do, let me know, ok?

Lisa: Thanks, I will.

Cass: I got to get going. I told Nicole that Iíd be back soon, so --

Felicia: Ok, give her a hug for me.

Cass: I think that can be arranged.

Felicia: All right.

Cass: You take it easy, ok?

Lisa: Thanks.

Cass: Ok. Bye.

Felicia: Bye, darling.

Cass: Oh, and I'll call you later about that other matter.

Felicia: Right. Ok. And thanks again for the flowers.

Cass: You're welcome.

Felicia: Flowers.

Lisa: He came over to bring you flowers?

Felicia: That, and to bring me the big news.

Lisa: What news?

Felicia: He and Nicole have set a date.

Lisa: Really?

Felicia: Yes. In April. That doesn't upset you, does it?

Lisa: What? What, that somebody's getting married? Felicia, no, especially since it's Nicole and Cass.

Felicia: Yeah. You know, when Kathleen died, I so hoped that Cass would find somebody wonderful, and I really believe he has.

Lisa: Oh, that's great. I bet Nicoleís smiling today.

Felicia: Yes, Iím sure.

Jason: I was there that night with your mom the night of the fire.

Nicole: You were not. That's not true.

Jason: She didn't get out alive, but I did.

Nicole: You are making --

Jason: But then Iím a survivor, aren't I?

Nicole: You're making this all up!

Jason: Am I?

Nicole: The police, they said that you were onboard your ship. It came out in the investigation.

Jason: Oh, which investigation? Was that the one that said it was suicide, or was that the one that said that your old man was responsible?

Nicole: You are just trying to frighten me. You're angry at Cass and you're just trying to get back at him by scaring me.

Jason: No, I'm just stressing the point, young lady, that you can never be too sure of yourself, can you?

Nicole: I am not listening to any more of this. My father admitted responsibility.

Jason: Reginald? How many times in Reginaldís entire life did he tell the truth? Twice? Well, maybe three times, huh?

Nicole: You get out!

Jason: I'm not going anywhere! I'm waiting for Cass!

Nicole: What happened that night?

Jason: Well, like I said, I was there, and Beth started screaming.

Nicole: She was unconscious, Jason.

Jason: I probably could've made a little extra effort to get her out, but she used that tone of voice too many times. She stepped over the line.

Nicole: Mary McKinnon testified that my father was responsible. She saw it.

Jason: Mary? She had amnesia for 20 years. You want to believe her, you go right ahead.

Nicole: This is not true, not one word of it.

Jason: You tell Cass to look out because he has already stepped over that line, lady.

Liz: Nicole, dear, I'm back! Jason Frame, what are you doing here?

Jason: I'm busting balloons. You got a problem with that, Liz?

Liz: You tried to ruin Victoriaís reception. I'm surprised Nicole even allows you in her salon.

Jason: Hey, Jamie is my nephew. I had a right to be there.

Liz: That's the way you always look at things -- "me first."

Nicole: That's enough, Liz.

Jason: It is amazing to me. Everybody forgets Vicky and I were pals, especially when she was trying to trap Jamie.

Liz: Victoria is not perfect. She made some mistakes in her choice of friends.

Jason: "Choice of friends"? I saw to it she came out a winner, didn't I, thanks to me.

Nicole: What does that mean?

Jason: Well, I know the real story, that's all.

Nicole: What do you mean?

Jason: Her getting pregnant. I know the truth.

Nicole: These are stories, Jason. It's gossip. My niece made some enemies.

Jason: Well, I made sure that Jamie saw things the right way. It's very difficult when a girl gets pregnant and she has difficulty explaining just who --

Nicole: Liz, would you excuse us for a minute, please?

Liz: Yes, of course.

Nicole: Are you hinting about Jake? Because Jake is her friend, and anyone who thinks otherwise is a liar.

Jason: Well, that was last summer, and Jake and Marley had split up.

Nicole: Look, I just told you, Jason! Now, Victoria and Jake were childhood friends. They both grew up in Pennsylvania.

Jason: Marley was in California, and Jamie was not treating Vicky very nicely.

Nicole: You know, I don't even know why we are having this discussion!

Jason: It's real simple! Friends like that from childhood, many times they in a situation like this give each other a little warmth, a little comfort.

Nicole: You have a filthy mind.

Jason: What's filthy about that? I don't blame Jake. Vicky and Marley, you know, they look -- well, they're probably identical in every respect.

Nicole: First, you threaten me, now Vicky?

Jason: I'm not threatening anybody. I'm just telling you I mean what I say. Let me tell you -- you cross me, Cass crosses me, I am not responsible for my actions. Got it?

[Nicole gasps]

Michael: So what's the problem? I mean, is the boss giving you a hard time already?

Josie: Oh, no. Mrs. Wheeler is the most wonderful person in the whole world.

Michael: "The most wonderful person in the whole world"? Well, that's quite a compliment.

Iris: Michael. I'm glad you could make it.

Michael: Hello, Iris.

Iris: Josie, you look great.

Josie: Thanks.

Iris: You feeling better?

Josie: Well, I was wondering if I could use the phone.

Iris: Of course.

Josie: I want to call the farm and see if everything's ok.

Iris: The phone is all yours.

Josie: Thank you.

Michael: Something wrong?

Iris: Oh, Jasonís got himself into some sort of a scrape with something.

Michael: Hmm. So what else is new.

Iris: You look wonderful.

Michael: Iris, I do not want you to phone me at home anymore.

Iris: I'm sorry. It's just this magazine is very important to me and I wanted to surprise daddy. I just couldn't help calling you.

Michael: I know. Iris, I'm going to help you because I owe you.

Iris: It's -- it's very difficult, you know, starting a new magazine without any help from Cory Publishing, and I can't wait to see daddy's face. I really -- I really need your help.

Michael: And you're going to get it. But don't call me at home anymore. This is business, and we'll conduct it through business channels. Am I making myself clear?

Josie: And if you'll follow me this way, Iíll show you the gym. Watch the ribbon.

Michael: So anyway, I had my people contact these editors and graphic artists. Now, the last two names are lawyers who can handle the contracts and the financial angles.

Iris: That's marvelous, thanks.

Michael: Look, after you've talked to them, you'll know more about where you're going.

Iris: Oh. Thank you. Are you always this cool?

Michael: What?

Iris: I don't remember you being this cool and calculated.

Michael: This is a business talk, remember?

Iris: Oh, I remember a lot of things. I remember our Valentine's Day.

Iris: Don't you ever worry?

Michael: About what?

Iris: I'm serious.

Michael: You're always serious.

Iris: I just -- I just want to make you happy.

Michael: You make me happy. We'll always be happy, Iris. That I promise you.

Michael: That was a long time ago, Iris.

Iris: You said that we'd be happy. In fact, you promised it. Are we happy?

Mac: Did you find it?

Rachel: Yes, I think I did.

Mac: Great. Oh, what a nice surprise, Michael!

Michael: Hi. How are you?

Rachel: I didn't know you'd be here.

Michael: Good to see you, Mitch.

Mitch: How are you?

Michael: If you'll forgive me, I have to go.

Mac: Do you?

Michael: It's nice to see you.

Iris: Bye.

Michael: Take care.

Mac: Nice seeing you.

Mitch: I think I've gotten plenty of photographs of the various areas and staff. Maybe we could do something here in the reception area?

Iris: Oh, yeah. We might need Josie for those, though.

Mitch: Well, how about, Rachel, you and Iris cutting the ribbon?

Iris: Great!

Mac: Great idea.

Iris: Scissors right here. Come on, Rachel.

Mac: This will make a beautiful picture.

Iris: Oh, daddy, why don't you join us?

Mac: No, no, no, not me.

Iris: Oh, we'd like you in the shot, wouldn't we, Rachel?

Rachel: If he wants.

Mac: No, no, please, I'd feel sort of foolish.

Iris: Nonsense. Now, come along, daddy.

Mac: All right.

Iris: Right next to me. Oh, Rachel, would you mind getting Josie? She's just in the gym.

Rachel: No, not at all.

Iris: Thanks. Now --

Mac: You look beautiful.

Iris: Thank you. So do you. What about something like this?

Mitch: Very nice.

Iris: So maybe just cutting the ribbon?

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Iris: Oh! Oh, my! Daddy, Iím sorry!

Mac: Iris, that should've been you and Rachel in this.

Iris: Yes, I know. Rachel, look what I've done.

Rachel: Here she is.

Iris: I don't know how that happened. I just was snipping and --

Mac: Well, it's happened now. There's nothing we can do about it.

Rachel: Fancy that.

Iris: Well, it was really our project, yours and mine.

Mac: Iris, I had nothing to do with this project. It was Rachel and you.

Iris: Well, I did it for you.

Mac: You and Rachel did it. Iris, must you always compete with Rachel? Don't you know what it does to me to see you two at odds?


Josie: Mr. Cory? Telephone.

Mac: Oh, thank you.

Iris: Well, the place will be humming by tomorrow.

Rachel: Yes, I don't know how you're going to find enough time.

Iris: What, for the spa? Oh, I'll just hire another executive assistant.

Rachel: Well, Mac wants to make sure that "Brava" doesn't get shortchanged.

Iris: Well, neither do I.

Rachel: We were talking about it last night, actually. He doesn't want to see you spread yourself too thin.

Iris: I'll handle it.

Rachel: Well, we've decided that I should come back to "Brava."

Iris: Oh, I see.

Rachel: So that will relieve a burden for you, also with the 25th anniversary coming up.

Iris: Oh, yes. When is that?

Rachel: That's right, you don't know about it. It's going to be quite a big event. Mac is having a special edition of "Brava," and there's going to be a big gala.

Iris: Oh. Well, tell me about it.

Rachel: Oh, you'll find out all about it. I'm sending you a memo tomorrow.

Liz: Nicole, my dear, you are not concentrating.

Nicole: Oh. I hate these bills and numbers and color charts.

Liz: Well, then let's put it away. Today should be the happiest day of your life.

Nicole: Well, that will be when Cass and I actually walk down the aisle.

Liz: I can't believe that you and Cass actually set a date.

Nicole: Yes, huh? Finally.

Liz: Finally!

Nicole: It's April 14, Liz. I want you to come. Will you be there?

Liz: Oh, you couldn't keep me away! Yes, of course, I'd love to!

Nicole: Thank you.

Liz: But, you know, for someone who's getting married in two months, you don't seem very happy.

Nicole: Well, I was thinking about mama.

Liz: You wish she could be here?

Nicole: Yeah. I guess I'll always think about her when big events come up. You know, Liz, there was an investigation.

Liz: Yes. The investigation stated that your father was the cause of her death. Aw, poor baby. It's as if you lost both parents on that one night.

Nicole: Yeah. Father told me that he did it. There just couldn't have been anyone else.

Liz: Your father was there. Jason Frame was there.

Nicole: Yeah, but Jason left before the fire, and he told me that he didn't even see mama that night. But tonight --

Liz: What was going on tonight? What was all that conversation? What happened here?

Nicole: Do you think Jason could've had something to do with her death?

Liz: I don't know. I think Jason Frame is capable of anything.

[Music plays]

Cass: Hello, little fish. And what's your name? Hey, you brought the family, and the kids. There are a couple of anchovies over here.

Nicole: Hi.

Cass: Oh, wow.

Nicole: You like?

Cass: No.

Nicole: No?

Cass: No, I love it.

Nicole: Thank you.

Cass: Thank you. I'm sorry I'm late. I got a little tied up. But nothing's going to interrupt us now.

Nicole: No, the salon's closed.

Cass: That's right, and the answering machine is on. It's just us, all night.

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: Mm-hmm?

Nicole: Would you consider dropping this thing against Jason?

Cass: Is that your idea of conversation at a romantic dinner for two?

Nicole: I'm sorry. Would you?

Cass: No way. You know what he did. He's trying to take Vicky for that fake loan he arranged.

Nicole: Cass, I know.

Cass: Believe me, guys like that understand only one thing, and that's tough action. It's time to take a stand.

Nicole: Right.

Cass: Are you cold?

Nicole: Hold me?

Cass: Oh. Playing right into my hands.

Nicole: Did you check the door?

Cass: Yes, I did. Like I said, it's just us, all night.

Jason: Victoria Hudson, you'll pay for this. You'll all pay for it.

Jason: Dr. Peterson's office, please. Yeah, this is Jason Frame. I'm -- Iím Vicky Frame's uncle. Vicky Hudson-Frame? Yeah, no, I've kind of been elected as a family spokesman. We need to talk to you about her pregnancy. No, it's something that we're concerned about. We don't want anything to happen to Vicky, and we've all talked about it, and -- no, there are some family medical problems that may affect her pregnancy. I should come in and see the doctor and -- yes, I should talk with the doctor about her pregnancy just as soon as I can. Thank you.

Felicia: Thanks again. Well. Now, isn't this nice? Somebody sent you flowers.

Lisa: Me?

Felicia: Yeah, you. You see? You do have a Valentine. Here.

Lisa: Who knew I was here?

Felicia: I don't know. I guess they just knew. What?

Lisa: I don't see a card.

Felicia: It's not there?

Lisa: No. Nobody knew I was here except -- oh.

Felicia: "Oh," what? The mysterious study partner?

Lisa: Oh, I don't know. Maybe. I'd better call the florist.

Felicia: Ok, you do that, and I'll put them in water, all right?

Lisa: Ok.

Lisa: Hi. My name is Lisa Grady. I just received a delivery of flowers from your store and there was no card. I was wondering if you could tell me who sent them. Ok, thanks. She's getting the saleswoman.

Felicia: They really are beautiful, honey. Look.

Lisa: Hello. Could you tell me who sent the flowers to Lisa Grady? He paid cash. He started to write a card? Well, did you -- did you see the name? Oh, if you could remember. A biblical name?

Felicia: Oh, my God. Noah.

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