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Another World Transcript Wednesday 3/16/05

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Evan: Oh, come on. Come on!

Amanda: I canít believe I fell asleep.

Evan: That's because you needed it. Listen, Amanda, I've almost got this knot undone.

Amanda: Can I help?

Evan: Yeah, what I need you to do is push my way and give me some slack. That's it. That's good. That's good.

Amanda: How's that?

Evan: That's good. Oh, I just need just a little bit more, a little -- ah! Yes! I think I got it. Yes!

Amanda: Oh, thank God!

Evan: Shh. Keep your voice down.

Amanda: Now what?

Evan: We got to find a way out of here.

Amanda: Got any ideas?

Evan: Shh. Yeah.

Amanda: I got it.

Evan: It's locked.

Amanda: My God!

Evan: What?

Amanda: Your wrists are cut to pieces!

Cass: Right. Yeah, and make sure you tail him if you do find him, ok? His name is Derek. Sorry, no last name. Caucasian, late 20s, 6'2"-ish, well built, strong -- very strong. Long, brown hair. He was wearing black the last time we saw him. The important thing is he's got a long scar on his left cheek. Yes, the cheek of his face, yes. Never mind his eye color. The main thing is the scar. You canít miss him. Let me know as soon as you find anything, ok? Thanks. Hi.

Stacey: Any messages?

Cass: You mean from Derek?

Stacey: Yeah, I was hoping that --

Cass: Nothing, not even a hang-up.

Stacey: Great. Just great.

Cass: About Derek -- I wish you'd try to understand --

Stacey: I understand, Cass. You couldn't let me handle it.

Cass: I had no choice. I had to make sure I got Feliciaís gun.

Stacey: I was getting the gun, as well as his testimony! You blew it.

Cass: You were getting nowhere with this guy. He's the only one who's witnessed what really happened.

Stacey: Cass, I had the statement! All he had to do was give me his signature!

Cass: Wrong! We need him! If you hadn't been so protective of him in the first place --

Stacey: Oh, donít go blaming me for him getting away from us! You screwed it up, Cass. He started to trust me.

Cass: This guy that you've been so carefully mothering is an animal!

Stacey: You donít know him.

Cass: I happen to know that a guy matching his description has been breaking into warehouses.

Stacey: Oh, so now he's a thief?

Cass: Right here, right in this neighborhood! Yes, maybe he is a thief! Our best bet is we got to track him down and bring him in.

Stacey: Well, I went to his room last night.

Cass: Stacey!

Stacey: It was empty. His bags were packed and he left.

Cass: What?

Stacey: He's gone.

Cass: Oh, damn.

Mitch: The whole process of this trial is going to be very draining. It's not going to hurt you to go get some rest.

Felicia: More rest? Honey, I already feel like I'm hibernating.

Mitch: That doesn't mean reading the newspaper. Cass doesn't want you to do that, and I donít, either.

Felicia: Is there anything useful on this list?

Mitch: The trial is Friday. It's going to be just full of sensationalism. It's going to only upset you.

Felicia: What -- what else, honey?

Mitch: There are reporters looking for things to print, and it means you cannot go out.

Felicia: Are you crazy? You mean, not go out at all?

Mitch: Look, they want to sell newspapers. No matter what you do --

Felicia: Honey --

Mitch: No matter how innocent it is, they can turn it into something bizarre.

Felicia: What are you talking about?

Mitch: What I'm talking about is, for example, a photograph with a caption. You're all smiles. "Felicia Gallant, three days before going on trial for the murder of Jason Frame, is seen here shopping for a new hat."

Felicia: That's ridiculous, and you know it!

Mitch: Yes, it is ridiculous. Maybe, but there are a lot of people that would like to see you take the fall just because of who you are.

Felicia: I donít really care about those people, do I?

Mitch: I donít care about them, either, but I do care about you.

Felicia: Ok. Ok, I get it. I do.

Mitch: Ok, can you just go home? Donít answer the phone, donít answer the door. I'll take care of it.

Felicia: At least I can be useful here.

Mitch: No, you -- no.

Felicia: Mitch.

Mitch: Do you understand? You're out of here before this place opens tonight.

Felicia: I have to stay busy!

Mitch: You will stay busy. There's plenty to do. I'll go over it with you. There are things to wear, things to say on the stand. Cass has already said this is what he wants.

Felicia: Stop it, Mitch! Stop it. Please, stop it. I just canít stand any more of this. This is my life! Do you understand that? It is my life, and I'm going to do what I want to do!

Felicia: I'm really so sorry.

Mitch: It's ok.

Felicia: I'm just -- I guess I'm just so sick of everyone's advice about what I'm supposed to do or supposed to say or what I'm supposed to feel.

Mitch: I understand.

Felicia: I'm overdosed on advice.

Mitch: Look, everybody's just trying to help you, you know.

Felicia: I know. I know, I guess maybe that's the problem. I know there's nothing that I can really do to help myself. Do you have any idea what that feels like?

Mitch: I remember.

Felicia: Oh, God, of course you do. See? I'm not thinking straight.

Mitch: Yes, I became very familiar with the feeling of helplessness during Matt's custody trial.

Felicia: And then 12 complete strangers decided whether or not you should even see your son. This is great.

Mitch: Well, with me, at least it was different. I didnít have Cass for a lawyer, I had a public defender. I had a prison record.

Felicia: It's all really the same thing, though -- innocent or guilty. And I am guilty.

Mitch: Donít say that.

Felicia: It's true, I am guilty. I mean, I shot the gun.

Mitch: Cass doesn't think that you did it.

Felicia: I know. I know he doesn't, and I really want to believe what he -- he says. But, you know, I pulled that trigger. And if I'm having trouble trying to believe what Cass believes, then what do you think a jury is going to do with it?

Mitch: Donít say that. Do you understand? Cass is going to make a good defense for you. You're going to walk out of there and everybody's going to know that you're innocent.

Nicole: Hi, guys.

Felicia: Hi.

Zack: Hi, Felicia.

Nicole: The doorman said we could come up.

Mitch: Yes, that's sweet of you.

Felicia: I didnít think I would see you today. I mean, I'm under complete isolation here.

Nicole: Well, you must be feeling so cooped up.

Felicia: Oh, that is certainly the understatement of the year.

Zack: Yeah. So how's she doing?

Mitch: Kind of shaky.

Zack: Yeah. So, you ready for your wardrobe consultation?

Felicia: My what?

Nicole: We're going to help you pick some things out to wear to court.

Felicia: You're going to tell me what I should wear?

Zack: Yeah, it's Cass' idea.

Nicole: See, the jury will be watching you carefully.

Zack: And you need to be the picture of innocence.

Felicia: Why canít I wear my own clothes? I donít understand.

Nicole: Juries can be very impressionable.

Mitch: Yes, well, what we would like for them to be interested in is the truth and not your flamboyance.

Nicole: So what do you think about this one?

Zack: Looks good.

Mitch: Yeah, it's very nice. What else?

Nicole: Well, it's best to keep it simple. Maybe the darker color is better. What do you think?

Zack: Basic black? Sure.

Nicole: No accessories, of course.

Zack: It's elegant.

Nicole: Do you like this one?

Mitch: Yes, I do.

Nicole: We have quite a few others.

Zack: What do you think, Felicia?

Cass: Do you have any idea where he may have gone?

Stacey: No, and he's probably not coming back, not even to see Felicia.

Cass: If we had done this my way, he'd be behind bars now. He couldn't have gotten away.

Stacey: It's because we did it your way that we lost him. Excuse me.

Cass: I canít believe how blind you're being. For all we know, this guy shot Jason Frame!

Stacey: Cass, that's ridiculous!

Cass: Is it? He's a thief.

Stacey: We donít know that.

Cass: Well, he stalked Felicia.

Stacey: He'll explain all of that.

Cass: And you'll believe him, of course!

Stacey: There's no point in arguing with you.

Cass: Fine. That's fine with me.

Stacey: You simply canít be objective, Cass.

Cass: What?

Stacey: You are so close to Felicia and so personally involved in this whole thing that you canít do your job anymore.

Cass: That's crazy! But maybe if you were more concerned with Felicia and less concerned about your boyfriend, Derek, you'd have more success by now.

Stacey: Cass, this arguing isnít getting us anywhere.

Cass: You're absolutely right.

Stacey: I donít know -- maybe -- maybe I did trust Derek too much.

Cass: And I overreacted. I never should have used you to get to him. Among other things, it leaves us without a backup plan.

Stacey: Well, I guess we both could have handled this better.

Cass: Yeah. We got to work together. I mean, Feliciaís the one who's paying for our mistakes.

Stacey: What's our next move?

Cass: Well, I'm waiting for a report on the carousel horse.

Stacey: Did they find a bullet?

Cass: They're starting to hate me at the forensics lab. I've been -- I've been badgering away. I've been calling them every half-hour.

Stacey: That's ok. Let them hate you.

Cass: Well, they promised me results by now. I sent Reuben over there. He should be back by now. Where the hell is he?

Reuben: Duke, will you stop shouting and let -- listen to me, man. Look, I need the money. I'm good for it. I will get it back to you. It was a family emergency, all right? Oh, come on. Duke -- I just need more time. I'm lining something up, all right? Duke? Duke!

Amanda: Just sit still, all right? This is only going to be another second.

Evan: That's enough, Florence Nightingale.

Amanda: Wait, wait!

Evan: That's enough.

Amanda: I'm so sorry.

Evan: Look, it's nothing. It's just a little flesh wound.

Amanda: No, I mean, I'm sorry I got you into this. It's my fault that you're hurt. It's my fault that you're trapped.

Evan: You can thank Dustin for that, Amanda.

Amanda: Is that ok? Is it too tight?

Evan: That's fine. It's perfect.

Amanda: I donít know what else to do.

Evan: Look, I know what else we can do, is not waste any more time on this, ok? We've got to find a way out of here. Keep your voice down.

Amanda: The window.

Evan: Watch it.

Amanda: Oh, great --

Evan: Shh, shh.

Amanda: He didnít waste any time.

Evan: All right, I'll go find a way to get those boards off here.

Amanda: You know, if I really tried, I could -- I could imitate Julia. Maybe then he'd let us go. Maybe then he'd let us go.

Evan: That's a big maybe. Amanda, over here. Shh.

Amanda: What do you know about him?

Evan: I know that he's brilliant, and I know that he's ruthless. I met him when I was working down on Wall Street. He can be very charming, but that's just a facade.

Amanda: What happened between you two?

Evan: He invited me to this stupid dinner party at his house. His wife, Julia -- she made a pass at me in front of him. You see, and he freaked out. I mean, it was nothing serious.

Amanda: So she really was a flirt, huh?

Evan: Yeah, and, see, to uncomplicate matters, you know what I did? I switched seats with his best friend, Craig.

Amanda: Uh-huh.

Evan: He sat next to her and he was completely smitten.

Amanda: Well, she must have really been something.

Evan: They ran away together.

Amanda: Julia and Craig?

Evan: Dustin blames me for it. The guy is -- Amanda, these boards are not coming off.

Amanda: All right, what can I do?

Evan: I want you to go over there by the door and you tell me if anybody comes. Quiet.

Amanda: Nothing.

Evan: Good.

Amanda: Do you think he's going to kill us?

Evan: No. I got tickets to a basketball game. I've got to make it.

Amanda: Shh. I hear some footsteps or something. Should we retie?

Evan: Yes. Make it look good as possible. Come on, sit down.

Dustin: Well, well. You untied yourselves. I'm impressed. Who's a scout?

Evan: Dustin, haven't you had enough fun at our expense?

Dustin: This isnít fun. This is work. You're going to have another lesson. Andrews is preparing a little dinner party for the three of us.

Evan: Well, am I invited?

Dustin: As a matter of fact, you are. It's going to be just like the party we're throwing for Juliaís father when he's reunited with his daughter.

Evan: And that's where you're going to practice the scam you're going to pull on him, huh?

Dustin: Donít be so crude. We're persuading Mr. Hollingsworth to give Julia her inheritance while he can still enjoy it, while he's still alive, so he can see her.

Amanda: I am not going to be a part of this.

Dustin: $25 million is riding on your performance. You damn well better be!

Amanda: I canít!

Evan: Get off, Dustin!


[Amanda screams]

Josie: 20, 21, 22 --

Man: Nice --

Josie: 23 --

Man: Legwork.

Josie: 24, 25. One, two --

Man: How about if I hold your ankles?

Josie: Three, four --

Man: It makes it easier.

Josie: I donít want easier. Six --

Man: I got a better idea.

Josie: Seven -- no, no, I have a better idea. You ever heard of a cool down?

Man: Sure.

Josie: Well, then why donít you do one and leave me alone, ok?

Man: Here's your towel.

Josie: I donít want my towel. One, two --

Man: Just tell me when you need it. I'm at your service.

Josie: Three, four --

Matt: Hi, Josie.

Josie: Hi.

Matt: Hi.

Man: Who's he?

Josie: Oh, this is Matthew, my boyfriend.

Man: Oh.

Josie: So thanks for offering to help, but as you can see, I donít need it.

Man: Right.

Matt: Was he hitting on you?

Josie: Oh, I suppose.

[Matt grumbles]

Josie: Matthew, donít worry. I mean, I donít even look at another guy.

Matt: Yeah, and let's keep it that way.

Josie: You got a deal. So how was your training class?

Matt: Better. I'm starting to feel comfortable being the instructor, you know.

Josie: Good.

Matt: How about you?

Josie: I love it here. Especially working with you.

Matt: Mm-hmm. You know, we have been seeing a lot of each other lately -- at school, here.

Josie: Yeah, well, you'll probably get tired of me.

Matt: Never. How about you? I am I getting on your nerves? I mean, if I am --

Josie: No.

Matt: Just tell me, you know.

Josie: No. Someday, you know, we'll be spending a lot more time together.

Matt: I try to imagine being married to you.

Josie: What do you think it would be like?

Matt: Perfect, full of everything. Love --

Josie: Oh, lots and lots of that.

Matt: Mm-hmm, and great jobs.

Josie: And a home and a golden retriever.

Matt: Mm-hmm, and our kids -- they'll have my sense of humor and your looks.

Josie: Yeah, and we'll spoil them rotten.

Matt: We'll spoil them. We'll take them to shows, museums Ė

Cass: Listen, I want to thank you for bringing this over in person. I really appreciate it.

Man: Oh, no problem. That bullet was lodged in the carousel horse, just like you said.

Cass: Great.

Stacey: I'd like to see that, thank you.

Cass: This could be the break we're looking for. There is one other thing I'd like you to check for us if you can. I want you to see if that bullet was fired from this gun.

Man: All right. It may take a few days, but --

Cass: We need the information as soon as possible. I'll be glad to pay you double if you rush it.

Man: I'll right, I'll try to get to it today.

Cass: Try real hard, ok?

Man: All right, will do.

Cass: And call us the minute you know anything.

Man: All right.

Cass: Thanks again.

Man: Mm-hmm. Thank you.

Stacey: That bullet is the same caliber as the one that was used to kill Jason.

Cass: The guns are identical.

Stacey: Right, so if that bullet matches up to the gun that Derek took off of Felicia, then someone else killed Jason.

Cass: But without Derek, I canít prove that that was the gun that Felicia was holding.

Stacey: Hi, Zack.

Cass: Hey, Zack.

Zack: Hi. I just saw Felicia. I think you'd better get over there.

Cass: Ok. We got something, Zack.

Zack: Yeah?

Stacey: Yeah, there was a bullet in the carousel horse that Felicia and Cass picked up at the junk shop.

Zack: Has it been analyzed?

Cass: We just sent it over for analysis now, and they're going to get to us when they find out something. But I saw the bullet, Zack. It's the right size.

Zack: Good.

Cass: Yeah. I'm going to let Felicia know what's going on, ok?

Zack: You should. I'm going to hang by the phones here.

Cass: Ok. And, listen, what's the story with Reuben? I was counting on him today, and he never showed up.

Zack: It's a long story, Cass. We're having difficulties.

Cass: Oh, great. I donít think I want to deal with it right now.

Zack: I'm not sure it's worth mentioning.

Cass: It is.

Stacey: Look, I'm going to go over to Derekís. I want to see if he picked up the note that I dropped off for him. Will you drop me off?

Cass: Stacey, I donít want you --

Stacey: I donít want an argument, Cass. I really believe he'll help us. He's left before and come back, so maybe he'll do it again.

Cass: Does he come back for Felicia, or does he come back for you?

Stacey: Cass --

Cass: Come on, what have we got to lose? We still need him as a witness, right?

Stacey: Yeah.

Cass: Here. Zack, call me if you find out anything, ok?

Zack: Yeah, I will.

Ronnie: Oh --

Cass: Hey, how you doing?

Stacey: Hi, Ronnie.

Cass: Hi, Ronnie.

Ronnie: I was looking for Reuben.

Cass: Yeah, well, join the club.

Ronnie: You haven't seen him, either?

Cass: No, but I think Zack may have.

Ronnie: Oh, ok. Thanks.

Cass: Excuse us.

Ronnie: Uh-huh. Hi.

Zack: Hi.

Ronnie: Well. I came to see Reuben.

Zack: Uh, he's not here.

Ronnie: Hmm. He wasn't at your apartment, either. What's going on?

Felicia: You know, Nicole, I really donít have time for this right now.

Nicole: Well, I can leave the clothes here.

Felicia: You know, I have so many things on my mind, and clothes just isnít one of them.

Mitch: Look, why donít you just try on a couple of things and be done with it? Nicoleís here to help you.

Felicia: I know.

Mitch: Ok, just try --

Nicole: These things are really very nice.

Mitch: Just try one, one thing.

Felicia: You know, they're lovely, they really are. It's just that they're not my style, and -- really, none of them are.

Mitch: Look, we're not talking about style. We're talking about an image.

Felicia: Look, I'm going to feel strange enough going to court. I donít need to worry about some new image.

Mitch: Yes, and the jury is going to make a decision on your character, and who you are, the way you dress -- it affects them.

Felicia: What are you saying? That if I wear a hat and a shoulder pad, I'm going to look guilty?

Nicole: No, of course not.

Mitch: No, no, but there's no need to take a chance.

Felicia: Look, if I go to court and I try to change who I am, I'm not going to be at ease, am I? And then I am going to look more guilty.

Nicole: Felicia, you wonít be changing who you are.

Felicia: Honey, I have a whole closet full of clothes. Really, I'm sure I can find something appropriate.

Nicole: Felicia, your clothes are very distinctive.

Felicia: Distinctive, or are you saying eccentric?

Nicole: No --

Felicia: Are they just too wild? Too jazzy? Too bizarre? What?

Nicole: No, that's not what I meant. No --

Mitch: Look, we're trying to help you.

Nicole: Cass is trying to think of everything.

Felicia: I know he is, and I really want him to stop. I want all of you to stop. Really, I can think for myself. Believe me, I can.

Mitch: Will you just listen to what we're trying to tell you?

Felicia: I have been listening, and I really do appreciate everything you're trying to do. I just -- I just need a little time for myself right now, ok?

Josie: You're doing fine. Just -- just keep it at a steady speed and you'll be great, ok?

Matt: Busy morning?

Josie: Yeah, kind of.

Matt: Hmm. Take a look. It's an exercise workout for a new member.

Josie: Hey, you did this?

Matt: Mm-hmm.

Josie: Wow. I'm going to have to make sure Mrs. Wheeler sees this.

Matt: Hey, listen, I have a late afternoon class. Why donít I pick you up afterwards and we can go catch a movie, burger, you know, make a little date of it, a little --

Josie: Oh, I'd love to, but I canít.

Matt: Why not?

Josie: Because I have to study economics with Richard. I have to ace that final.

Matt: Wait -- Richard? "The women are my life" Richard?

Josie: He's in my class, Matt.

Matt: Make sure he sees the ring I got you?

Josie: Donít you worry. I'll make sure he sees it.

Matt: It doesn't have to be Richard. Canít you find someone else?

Josie: Remember when Mr. Collins gave me a ďdĒ on that paper?

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: Well, Richard got a B. I mean, the only one who gets better grades is Jesse.

Matt: No, I still donít like it. How is Jesse? I haven't seen him in a while.

Josie: He's been in a great mood.

Matt: Ever since Reuben paid his $500 lab fee?

Josie: Yeah. What do you know about Reuben?

Matt: Not much. Helping Jesse out with his tuition. You know, doesn't want him to quit college even though money is tight. You know, Reuben never even finished high school.

Josie: He's really hard to figure out.

Matt: Hmm. Dad!

Mitch: Hey, Matthew.

Matt: Hey, you surprised me.

Mitch: Hi, Josie.

Josie: Hi, Mr. Blake. I should get back to the desk. I'll see you.

Mitch: You ok? I mean, I know it hasn't been easy on either one of you.

Matt: Yeah, well, I'm -- I'm worried about you right now. I mean, why are you here?

Mitch: Well, Felicia needed some time alone, so I thought I would come down here and see if I could find you.

Matt: Good, I'm glad you did. You know I'll be in court Friday.

Mitch: Good.

Matt: I want you and Felicia to know that I'll be behind you all the way.

Mitch: I'm glad to hear that. I appreciate that. If it weren't for you, I would probably be on a plane to Honduras.

Matt: Yeah, well, I couldn't let you skip town before you paid up on that golf weekend you've been promising me. And I donít think you could swing it down in Honduras, so --

Mitch: Look, I appreciate it. I think you did the right thing.

Matt: We're in this together, right? Hey -- ooh -- why donít we work out while you're here?

Mitch: Yeah, sounds good.

Matt: Locker room's this way. Care to follow me?

Mitch: I'm on my way.

Josie: I know I put Reubenís application here somewhere. Oh, here it is. "224 apartment 4g."

Matt: Hey. Can I use that towel?

Josie: Sure. Can you do me a favor?

Matt: Sure.

Josie: Would you mind watching the desk for a little while? I have to go out.

Matt: No problem.

Josie: I'll be back in a little while, ok?

Matt: Ok.

Josie: Thanks. Ok?

Matt: Bye-bye.

Dustin: You may come in, Julia.

Dustin: No. You have to slide into the chair. You can do it, Amanda. I know you can.

Dustin: Better. Let's go on. Pour the tea. No, pick up the cup and saucer first.

Dustin: Spout is too close to the -- try it again.

Amanda: This isnít working!

Dustin: I know, I know it's difficult. But I need you to be successful.

Amanda: Oh, and I suppose Julia never spilled anything.

Dustin: Andrews will clean it up.

Amanda: I'm tired, Dustin.

Dustin: I know. I'm sorry. We haven't finished yet.

Evan: Dustin, why donít you back off? You've been badgering her for hours.

Dustin: Perfect. You could be defending Julia. Andrews, take these things away. We're going to work on something else. That's good.

Amanda: I need to rest.

Dustin: You will soon. Now, you remember those questions I gave you to memorize?

Amanda: The ones that I'm supposed to ask Juliaís father?

Dustin: Yes. We'll review those now.

Amanda: All right, let's just get it over with. Will you be going to Newport this summer, father?

Dustin: Excellent. Excellent.

Amanda: Did you complete the landing strip on your Caribbean island? I heard the hurricane season destroyed it.

Dustin: Go on.

Amanda: Do you remember the pony that you gave me when I was --

Dustin: Shetland -- it was a Shetland pony.

Amanda: Shetland pony? I still have the ribbons I won showing her.

Dustin: No, no, no, not "her." "Him." "Him." "Him!"

Amanda: Damn it, Dustin, you gave me three pages of details! I'm doing the best I can!

Dustin: Well, you're not doing good enough!

Evan: Dustin, get your hands off her!

Dustin: You stay out of this!

Evan: Oh, you use women, pal!

Dustin: Shut up!

Evan: First Julia, now Amanda. What's the matter? You're not man enough to get it by yourself?

Nicole: Felicia, we were only trying to protect you.

Felicia: I know you were. I know. I appreciate it, too.

[Elevator doors open]

Nicole: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Hi.

Nicole: I'm so glad you're here.

Cass: What's wrong?

Nicole: She's upset. Felicia thinks we're trying to manipulate her.

Cass: Ok, let me talk to her.

Nicole: Ok.

Cass: Hello, gorgeous!

Felicia: Did you do all of this?

Cass: Uh-oh. Yes, I did.

Felicia: I hate it. You shouldnít have wasted your time.

Cass: Well, at least you've got an open mind about it.

Felicia: No, I donít.

Cass: Then get one. Juries are quirky. They get hung up on the little things.

Felicia: Let me tell you something. My clothes are me.

Cass: They make a statement about who you are, right?

Felicia: Yes, they do. Yes.

Cass: Well, fine. You want to come off looking like a glamorous romance novelist, that's just fine.

Felicia: And what is wrong with that?

Cass: Oh, nothing, nothing at all. The district attorney will have a field day. She'll love it. It'll make her job a hell of a lot easier.

Felicia: What do you mean, easier?

Cass: She's going to argue that you are a temperamental artist with a vivid imagination.

Felicia: Well, you know, that does have a lot of truth to it.

Cass: Yes, it does. And then when you tell the court that you were stalked by a strange strongman with a scar on his cheek, she is going to imply that you imagined it. You invented it to get yourself off the hook.

Felicia: You really think that that will be part of her case?

Cass: You can count on it. And then maybe she'll pull out your most recent novel and read a couple of excerpts and suggest that you're just a rich woman who's used to getting what she wants.

Felicia: That's crazy and you know it.

Cass: And the whole time that you're looking good for the cameras, the jury is watching you, sizing you up, judging. You get my drift?

Felicia: Yeah, I get your drift.

Cass: Honey, there's no defense against something like that. That's why we have to anticipate it. That's why I want you to look --

Felicia: Demure.

Cass: Successful, but more straight-laced, yeah.

Felicia: I tell you, this is really a game, isnít it?

Cass: Yes, it is. And that's the way you have to play it if we're going to win.

Felicia: What about the evidence? I mean, doesn't that count? You said the strongman is our hope in this? Did you find him?

Cass: We had him, but he got away.

Felicia: Oh, Cass.

Nicole: What? How?

Cass: I blew it. I jumped him too soon, and I scared him off.

Felicia: So Stacey was right?

Cass: Yes, she was. But donít worry about it. She's out looking for him now. We still have a few days.

Felicia: Is that all we have?

Cass: Maybe not. We found a bullet in the carousel horse.

Felicia: Really?

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Is it from Feliciaís gun?

Cass: We're working on that right now. There's a ballistics test going on.

Felicia: You think that's going to be enough?

Cass: It could prove that someone else shot Jason.

Matt: Whew! So, how do you like it so far?

Mitch: I needed that.

Matt: You know, I was really impressed. I had to work to keep up with you.

Mitch: Yeah, well, us old men are just doing good just to be able to work with this equipment.

Matt: Well, you're in pretty good shape.

Mitch: Oh, I'm not bad, not bad. I'm going to feel it tomorrow, though.

Matt: You know, it'd be nice if we could do this more often, like every day.

Mitch: You know, I'd like that.

Matt: We could see more of each other.

Mitch: You're on.

Matt: Good, good. Hey, I have to get back.

Mitch: Ok. I'll finish up. I'll keep working out here.

Matt: Ok, I'll check in on you, make sure you're still alive, all right?

Mitch: Make sure that I'm still alive.

Matt: Right.

Mitch: You want me to hold that so you can finish up?

Jake: Yeah, thanks.

Mitch: Couple more rounds?

Jake: Want to take a shot at it? Things must be getting to you with Feliciaís trial so close.

Mitch: Yeah, it has been kind of rough. The only thing worse was Matthewís custody hearing.

Jake: Yeah, I notice you guys are pretty close.

Mitch: Well, that hasn't always been like that. We're trying to make up for some lost time.

Jake: Yeah?

Mitch: Yeah. Yeah, I think being his dad is the best job I've ever had. I wouldnít give it up. Go ahead.

Jake: Hold on.

Zack: Living with me wasn't helping him. I think it probably made things worse.

Ronnie: Because you donít like him.

Zack: Ronnie, I tried. He doesn't want me to like him.

Ronnie: So then you just kicked him out?

Zack: Look, I think the kid is still involved with illegal --

Ronnie: No, no, I donít believe that.

Zack: Look, I didnít believe it, either, but I heard it right on this answering machine. He owes $500 to some punk.

Ronnie: But he's been doing so well.

Zack: Look, I even asked him. He didnít deny that he had gotten the cash from this Duke.

Ronnie: That lowlife? Reuben promised he'd stay away from him!

Zack: Look, I hate to say this, but I think your brother is a lost cause.

Ronnie: No. He's only a lost cause if we give up on him.

Zack: Look, what more can we do, Ronnie? Look, I've known kids like Reuben. It's a waste of time.

Ronnie: Well, you donít know him.

Zack: Look, I do! Look, do you think I was born in this law office? I've worked for everything I've got. I sent myself through law school. I took on three jobs so I could pay off my loans. Nobody helped me. My parents tried, but it was too much. And plenty of kids laughed at me. You see, they wanted to take an easy road -- a lot of money in their pocket, girls on their arms, and no future. Does it sound like someone you know?

Ronnie: Look, I love my brother, Zack.

Zack: He's looking for a shortcut. But there isnít one, Ronnie. But there are plenty of temptations everywhere, and he's always checking them out. That's where kids go wrong.

Ronnie: Ok, so he made a few bad choices.

Zack: And it's becoming a habit.

Ronnie: Well, will you talk to him? Come on, please, Zack. Please. You may be his last chance.

Josie: Aren't you going to invite me in?

Reuben: Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on in.

Josie: I was -- I was just wondering if you were still thinking about working at the spa.

Reuben: Who are you supposed to be, my guardian angel or something?

Josie: Reuben, is something wrong?

Reuben: No, no. You just -- you just surprised me, that's all. I didnít think you'd really want me working at that place with you.

Josie: Well, I -- I know you need the money. I put in a good word for you.

Reuben: How do you know I need the money?

Josie: Well, you gave Jesse the money for the lab fee. It was $500.

Reuben: So, what about it?

Josie: How'd you get that kind of money?

Reuben: It's none of your business, Josie.

Josie: Look, Reuben, I know you donít make that good money as a messenger. I just want to help.

Reuben: Donít do me no favors, all right?

Josie: Ok. Reuben, would you think about it at least?

Reuben: Get out of here, man!

Man: Duke asked us to drop by.

Second man: To remind you to pay up!

Reuben: I'm going to pay him. I'm going to pay him. I'll get him the money.

Josie: Get out of here!

Reuben: Stay out of it, all right?

Man: Good advice. Duke doesn't like waiting for payments.

Reuben: I'll give him the money. I just need more time, all right?

Man: Friday -- or we'll be back.

Second man: 500 with interest.

Josie: Ugh! Help! Help, somebody! We need the police! Help! Police!

Man: Open your mouth and you're dead.

Josie: Reuben? Reuben, are you ok? Reuben? Reuben?

Reuben: Ow, ow! I'm ok. I'm ok, all right? I'm ok.

Josie: Reuben, I'm going to call the police.

Reuben: No, are you -- are you crazy?

Josie: Reuben, they should know what's going on.

Reuben: Why? Huh? You think the cops are going to pay Duke the money I owe him? Just go back to your farm, all right, Josie?

Josie: Isnít there anything I can do?

Reuben: Yeah, you can leave. Josie, look, I'm sorry. Wait, wait, wait, wait, Josie. At least let me walk you to the bus, all right? I mean, those guys might still be out there, so --

Josie: Ok.

Ronnie: Reuben. What happened to you?

Reuben: I just had a little accident, all right?

Zack: Yeah, I'll bet.

Reuben: What you doing here, man?

Zack: Would you ladies mind waiting outside?

Ronnie: Come on, Josie.

Zack: Start talking.

Reuben: About what?

Zack: Oh, look at yourself, man. And Ronnie. You got her sick with worry. You're going to blow it, Reuben, and you may not get another chance.

Reuben: What do you know about that?

Zack: Plenty! You want to talk scam? All right, what'll it be? Three-card Monte? You want to sell electronics that fell off a truck? Hey, I know a guy who can erase I.D. numbers, get you a great deal. Of course, his specialty is stolen car parts.

Reuben: Oh, man, come on, you're lying.

Zack: No way.

Reuben: Look, you talk like you been there or something.

Zack: Yeah, I didnít stick around. I could see it was a dead-end street.

Reuben: How come you're telling me this, huh?

Zack: Because your sister thinks you're going down the tubes, and she wants me to help you.

Reuben: Do you? Huh?

Zack: Man, I donít know. I'll help you, but not until you admit you need it. And by the looks of things, you better not wait too long.

Dustin: So you think I use women?

Evan: What, are you deaf? I just said that.

Dustin: You're no better than I am.

Evan: Damn these ropes!

Dustin: Should I talk about your relationship with Iris Wheeler?

Amanda: My sister?

Dustin: Hasn't Evan told you? They're like this.

Evan: Oh, come on, I've worked closely with Iris since I've been at "Brava." Amanda knows that. Iris is my mentor.

Dustin: And what have you done to earn that relationship?

Amanda: Stop it, the two of you! Would you stop it? You expect me to concentrate. How can I when you act like this?

Dustin: She's right.

Amanda: This whole situation scares me, Dustin. I mean, canít you see that?

Dustin: There's no reason to be afraid.

Evan: Well, what do you expect?

Dustin: Quiet!

Evan: Come on, this can work. We can help you.

Dustin: How?

Evan: Well, you've got to make it easier on Amanda. I mean, look at her. You got her scared to death. How do you expect her to learn anything like that?

Dustin: She's been doing just fine!

Amanda: I can do better.

Dustin: And you will. You just have to work harder!

Amanda: What if I donít?

Jake: I am beat.

Mitch: Well, you really turned it on there at the end. You were doing about two laps to my every one.

Jake: I never noticed, man.

Mitch: Were you trying to work something out?

Jake: It shows, huh? My mind has been working overtime lately. It seems like the only way I can shut it up.

Matt: Hey, you're still alive.

Mitch: What, are you surprised? Yeah, coach here is setting up my workout.

Matt: Well, I have to keep him in shape. I promised to take care of him in his old age.

Mitch: And I'm going to hold you to it. I've got to go.

Jake: Hey, Mitch, tell Felicia I asked for her, all right?

Mitch: I'll do that.

Jake: Thanks.

Mitch: I'll see you later.

Matt: Tomorrow, here.

Mitch: Tomorrow.

Jake: That guy's holding up pretty good.

Matt: Yeah, I think so, too.

Jake: So, how does it look for Felicia?

Matt: Well, it's not going to be easy. That's why I told them they can count on me.

Jake: Well, I'm sure that means a lot to both of them.

Matt: It does. Hey, have you seen your Godson lately? The guy is growing. I promised Jamie I'd write a workout for him.

Jake: Kids today -- they grow so fast, you can hardly keep track of them.

Matt: Yeah. Vicky and Jamie aren't going to miss a single thing. I mean, Jamieís been taking pictures all the while. He's got a portfolio about this thick. He carries it around -- "you want to see my kid?"

Jake: Yeah, I saw, I saw. Look, I didnít mean to interrupt you, but I got to get out of here, all right?

Matt: Yeah. I still donít get it.

Cass: You have been a tremendous help to me today. Thank you very much.

Felicia: So what did you find out?

Cass: Good news!

Felicia: What?

Cass: I got the ballistics report.

Nicole: And? Was the bullet from Feliciaís gun?

Cass: The markings on the bullet matched the gun that Derek said he took off of Felicia.

Felicia: Does that prove that -- that I didnít shoot Jason?

Cass: Sure looks like it to me.

Felicia: Oh, honey.

Nicole: That's great.

Felicia: Well, what do you think really happened?

Cass: I think you panicked, you shot wildly, and the bullet missed the hall of mirrors completely and ended up in the carousel horse.

Nicole: Is this enough to clear Felicia?

Cass: We still need Derekís testimony. He's the only one that can verify that there were two guns involved.

Felicia: You'll find him. I know you will. You said to trust you. You were right. Thank you.

[Phone rings]

Stacey: Hello? Winthrop and Edwards. No, it's not. I'm sorry, you have the wrong number. No, that's all right. It's not all right. No messages.

Stacey: Oh, Derek.

Stacey: I told Cass I believed in you. I do. Please call. Please, just call.

Dustin: Amanda, I need you to help me.

Amanda: Why should I help you? All right. All right, you want me to help you?

Dustin: Yes.

Amanda: Then untie Evan.

Dustin: Why, so he can jump me again?

Evan: I was wrong, Dustin. I lost my cool. That will not happen again.

Amanda: Please do it, Dustin.

Dustin: I donít want to hurt either of you.

Amanda: Well, then prove it. Untie Evan, please?

Dustin: I hate to use force. There's just too much at stake here.

Evan: Amanda, you were terrific. Are you ok?

Amanda: Yeah.

Evan: Listen, no matter what it takes, I'm going to get you out of here.

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