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Another World Transcript Monday 3/21/05

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Dustin: I'm waiting.

Evan: This is between Amanda and me.

Dustin: Yes, I saw that when I came in. What I want to know is how it came about.

Evan: Well, there's just some things that you really donít need to know, Dustin.

Dustin: I think it's better for all of us if I understand the situation.

Amanda: Evan and I were --

Evan: Wait.

Amanda: We just --

Evan: We were -- we just canít help it.

Dustin: Oh.

Amanda: We were thrown together.

Evan: At work.

Amanda: We saw each other eight, 10 hours every day.

Dustin: And one thing just led to another.

Amanda: No, it wasn't like that.

Evan: I mean, we really tried to keep it strictly business, didnít we?

Dustin: What, for Samís sake?

Amanda: Yes.

Evan: But we couldnít. I mean, we canít.

Dustin: Find that surprising -- no, shocking -- considering your wifely devotion to Sam.

Amanda: I am devoted to Sam. This is different.

Dustin: Is it?

Evan: Oh, come on, Dustin. You know, these things happen.

Dustin: Yes, I know, better than anyone.

Evan: Well, then, there you have it in a nutshell. That's really all there is to know.

Dustin: Yes, but it's just so unbelievable. It's an unbelievable about-face. I've been in your presence, the two of you, many times. I have never sensed a thing.

Evan: Well, you weren't supposed to. Nobody was.

Dustin: Yes, but you'd think I'd pick up on such vibrations, donít you?

Evan: I'm surprised you didnít pick up on how ticked off I got when I found out you were working with Amanda on the video match story.

Dustin: Well, I put that down to professional jealousy.

Evan: Well, that's good because you were wrong. I just didnít want another man hanging around her, that's all.

Dustin: So, together at long last.

Amanda: I hate being your prisoner, Dustin. But at least it gives Evan and me a chance to --

Dustin: To what?

Amanda: I mean, we donít have to go behind Samís back.

Evan: We've been trying to find a way to be together.

Dustin: So I've provided you with a little love nest. Well, take advantage of it. Donít mind me.

Evan: We wonít, will we? Now that you know.

Dustin: Donít bother thanking me.

Evan: And after all this, I --

Dustin: After -- yes?

Evan: Well, you're going to have your money, and we're going to have each other.

Dustin: Kismet?

Amanda: Yes.

Dustin: Yes, kismet. Well, enjoy your breakfast. I'll be back to talk to you later.

Evan: Thank you.

Evan: All right, he bought it.

Amanda: Yep -- hook, lock, line, and sinker.

Evan: Something like that, ok? Now, listen to me. Are you ready for phase two?

Marley: This is incredible!

Jake: What's that?

Marley: Well, this baby book.

Jake: You found that?

Marley: Yes. It has the baby's height at birth, weight at birth, thumb print, height at one week, weight at one week, first word, first -- first food, first everything.

Jake: Oh, I'm surprised that's not locked up.

Marley: Why should it be?

Jake: Well -- I mean, I just -- I hadn't really pictured Vicky as the little mother, you know?

Marley: Oh, children -- children change people, I think. The free spirit that Vicky usually has has changed a little bit. She's gotten so meticulous about writing everything down in here.

Jake: Yeah, look, why donít you hold him for a minute. He's starting to fidget, ok?

Marley: Oh, you are?

Jake: Yeah!

Marley: Are you thirsty, huh? Are you thirsty, or do you just want to play with me? Do you just want to play with me? Yes, you do. Yes, you do.

Vickyís voice: Steven is not your son!

Jakeís voice: Vicky, he's got the same blood type as mine.

Vicky: Mine, too.

Jake: Yours?

Vicky: Yes, I have the same a-b blood as you do.

Jake: Oh, come on, Vicky. I know you well enough to know when you're doing a tap dance.

Vicky: A tap dance? We are talking about my son, Jake. How dare you question who the father is!

Jake: I'll tell you how I dare, Vicky. In case you forgot, right before you got pregnant, we spent one long, lovely night in the sack.

Jake: Marley, um --

Marley: Shh.

[Steven fusses]

Marley: Sleep. It's ok. Shh.

Jake: Why donít we put our blood types in this book?

Marley: Why would we do that?

Jake: Well, just in case something happens to Steven and he needs blood.

Marley: You are so considerate, you know that? But everyone will know my blood type because it's the same as Vickyís. We're identical twins, remember?

Jake: Yeah. What type is that?

John: Come on, doc, we better get going.

Jamie: Yeah.

Sharlene: Josie, come on, we're going to be late, honey. Oh, boy. You know, she convinces me to go and then I canít get her out of the house.

Jamie: I have the same problem with Vicky.

Sharlene: Josie, come on!

Vicky: What? I never make you late!

Jamie: Oh, you must be joking.

Vicky: What? When?

Jamie: All the time! This morning?

Vicky: No, I didnít!

Jamie: Last night? Yesterday morning?

Vicky: Oh, I canít believe you're even telling them this!

Sharlene: Vicky, here's your jacket.

Vicky: Well, thank you. We are going to finish this discussion.

Jamie: We'll talk about it over lunch, ok?

Vicky: Call me after recess, ok?

[Truck horn honks]

Vicky: What was that?


Josie: What is that?

Vicky: What was that?

John: It's an 18-Wheeler.

Sharlene: In our driveway? If he's using my flower beds -- hey, excuse me! I'm sorry, you must have the wrong --

Man: Where can we put this stuff? Whoops.

Sharlene: I have never --

Man: Just drop it.

John: Hold on here. What do you mean, where can you put this stuff?

Woman: Where are you?

John: What are you guys doing with this --?

Sharlene: You have no right to come in here and just --

Woman: It's you, isnít it? Yeah, it is.

Sharlene: It -- well, it is? I mean, no, it is, but --

Woman: Oh, this is so fantastic because I wasn't sure. I mean, I thought, "uh-oh, what if she isnít even there?" And, I mean, that would be such a drag, coming all this way and the door would be locked and I'd be standing here like a jerk, but you're here! I'm here, you're here. We're here!

Sharlene: And who are you?

Woman: You're kidding, right?

Sharlene: No, no. No, I mean, I'm sorry. You look familiar, but I donít --

Woman: She doesn't even recognize me. Do you believe that, her own niece?

Sharlene: My God. Oh, my --

Woman: Frankie?

Sharlene: Frank--

Frankie: Only you used to call me Francie because you hated the name Frankie, but I hated the name Francie, so you started calling me Frances, which I hated even more. Do you remember? It's me, Mary Frances.

Sharlene: Uh --

Frankie: Why are all these people staring at me?

Sharlene: Frankie? It's Frankie!

Frankie: Ah!

Sharlene: Frankie, what are you doing here?

Frankie: Oh, it's so good to see you!

Man: I was just getting to the good part,

Frankie: You guys are the best. Thanks for everything.

Man: No problem, Frankie.

Second man: Take it easy.

Frankie: Oh, wait. Danny? I want you to have this.

Danny: What?

Frankie: No, I mean it. Really, it's the least I can do.

Danny: Thanks, Frankie.

Frankie: And, Joey, I want you to give this to your girlfriend. Oh, I love you guys! You're the greatest! Take care now, ok? Bye-bye. So, where was I?

Sharlene: Oh, well, you were telling us about your trip.

Frankie: Right. I think I was at the point where we picked up that hitchhiker from Rio who said he was very rich and that he was going to send us three round-trip tickets to Brazil as soon as he got back and we could come and stay with him at his house in the mountains.

John: Yeah, yeah, I think -- I think that was it.

Frankie: Hmm, but I guess we shouldnít hold our breaths, right? He'll never send them.

Jamie: Oh, well, you never know.

Vicky: Anything could happen.

Sharlene: Francie?

[Frankie gasps]

Sharlene: Oh! Frankie! I'm sorry, Frankie -- Frankie, didnít you used to be shy?

Frankie: Oh, I still am. No, really, I mean it. Although now I make up for it by being very outgoing and talkative. It's a great cover-up for shyness, although sometimes it still comes out like when someone says something really nice to me or pays a lot of attention to me.

Sharlene: Yeah, I'll bet.

Frankie: Who are all of you?

Sharlene: Oh, I'm sorry. This is my daughter, Josie.

Frankie: Oh.

Sharlene: I didnít have a chance to introduce -- this is Frankie --

Josie: Hi.

Sharlene: Your cousin.

Josie: I've heard a lot about you.

Frankie: Oh, I've heard a lot about you, too. Oh, perfect base color for highlights. I could do it for you sometime if you'd like. I'm really good with hair.

Josie: Um -- well, maybe.

Frankie: I use the foil method, no peroxide. It'll be very subtle.

Josie: Well -- well, great.

Sharlene: And this is John Hudson. I'd like you to meet Frankie.

Frankie: Hi, John.

John: Hi, Frankie.

Frankie: You two going together?

Sharlene: No, we're friends.

John: And business partners.

Frankie: Oh. So, is this your boyfriend?

Sharlene: Uh, no, no. This is another one of your cousins. This is Jamie Frame.

Frankie: Oh, I love it! Jamie!

Jamie: Pleasure to meet you, Frankie.

Frankie: Oh, this is Steveís kid!

Sharlene: Yes.

Frankie: Famous writer-turned-doctor whose wife just had a baby, although he couldn't get there because he was stuck in a snowstorm and his wife had to give birth over the phone.

Vicky: Where did you hear all this?

Sharlene: I'm afraid that's my doing. Emma is my big sister -- this is Frankieís mother. She always wants to know about Jamie.

Jamie: Oh.

Vicky: Well, I'm Vicky, Vicky Frame. I'm the one who had the baby over the phone.

Frankie: Vicky! How do you look so good when you just had a baby?

Vicky: Well --

Frankie: My mother was fat for two years after every kid. I mean, I'll bet you gained, like, nine pounds the whole time, right?

Vicky: Oh, no, a lot more than that.

Frankie: What, do you work out?

Sharlene: Come -- Jamie -- I tell you what -- I'd love for us to have a chance to talk and get to know one another again, but we have got to go to court.

Frankie: I know. That's why I'm here.

Sharlene: Oh?

Frankie: Uncle Jason.

Sharlene: Oh.

Frankie: Well, I was going to talk about it the minute I walked in the door.

Sharlene: All right, you can say it later, but right now we have really got to get going, ok?

Frankie: I'm real sorry and I want to be here for you, but just let me get fixed up. It'll take two seconds. Where's a mirror?

Sharlene: Our -- the mirror is in the hallway to the left there.

Frankie: Great.

Sharlene: Ok? Uh --

Josie: Mama? Mama, she's coming with us?

Sharlene: I guess so.

Josie: Ok.

Sharlene: Frankie, donít -- donít take too long.

Frankie: Oh, boy, do I need to do my roots!

Sharlene: Are you coming to court?

Frankie: Well, yeah, that's why I'm here. I want to be supportive for you. I mean, it's the least we can do for each other in this life, right?

Josie: Right.

Sharlene: Right.

Vicky: Oh.

Frankie: Ready?

All: Ready!

Vicky: Ready.

John: Yeah.

Frankie: Andiamo.

John: What?

Jamie and Vicky: Andiamo? Let's go.

Vicky: Let's go.

Marley: My blood type is O. Boring old o is about the most common blood type there is.

Jake: O.

Marley: O.

Jake: Oh.

Marley: Would you listen to us? We sound like a comedy routine. "O." "Oh?" "O." "Oh."

Jake: It's not funny.

Marley: What?

Jake: Uh, nothing. I'm just -- I'm just tired. I wish Vicky would hurry up and get back here.

Marley: Well, why donít I go call the Frame farm? She left the number in the kitchen. I'll be back.

Jake: Vicky lied to me. You're my son.

[Reporters shout]

Mitch: Please.

Cass: Excuse us, please. Please get those cameras out of the way, will you, please?

Reporter: Are you going to testify?

Cass: You ok?

Felicia: Yes, I'm fine.

Cass: Head up, let's go.

Reporter: Please, just one --

Second reporter: Please, Ms. Gallant?

Third reporter: One question.

Felicia: Where do I sit?

Cass: Right there. Front row.

Felicia: Next to you?

Cass: I wouldnít have it any other way.

Reporter: Can we just get one statement?

Second reporter: Just one statement?

First reporter: Who are you going to put on --?

Morgan: Cass.

Cass: Hello, Morgan.

Morgan: May I have a word with you in private?

Cass: Yes, you may.

Cass: What can I do for you?

Morgan: Let me lay my cards on the table.

Cass: All right.

Morgan: We both know I have an open-and-shut case here.

Cass: Uh-uh. Not even close. Is that what you wanted to tell me?

Morgan: I have a very strong case. You have to admit that.

Cass: I donít, but I will.

Morgan: I have a strong case, Cass. But you're a very able lawyer.

Cass: Why, Morgan, I didnít know you cared.

Morgan: In fact, you're an excellent lawyer. But you're rusty.

Cass: So, a couple of squirts of oil here and there and I'll be good as new.

Morgan: Here's what I suggest, in the interest of justice.

Cass: That's all I'm interested in.

Morgan: You plead your client to a lesser charge. Let's say voluntary manslaughter.

Cass: Manslaughter, huh?

Morgan: Mm-hmm. She'll receive a reduced sentenced. You wonít even have to try the case. Those squirts of oil can be very costly. What do you say? _

[Door opens]

Dustin: Knock, knock.

Evan: Who's there?

Dustin: This is no joke. We're going to get back to work.

Evan: Dustin, I've been doing a little bit of thinking here.

Dustin: Oh, that busy mind of yours.

Evan: Amanda and I would like to cut a deal.

Dustin: You're not in a position to cut anything.

Evan: Oh, I think we are.

Dustin: How so?

Amanda: Because I'm willing to do this masquerade for you.

Dustin: Willing? Hardly.

Amanda: Oh, I am going to do it.

Dustin: You got that right.

Amanda: I've got a husband and a baby.

Dustin: Two in a row.

Amanda: This is the perfect way for me to drop out of sight.

Dustin: And after you've done my work, you can. You can do whatever you like.

Evan: Whoa, not so fast. We canít do that if we're broke.

Dustin: Yes, that would be difficult.

Evan: The way I figure it, if you cut Amanda and me into Juliaís inheritance, we wouldnít be broke.

Dustin: Why the hell would I do that?

Evan: Why wouldnít you?

Dustin: Well, Amanda has to do what I tell her to do.

Evan: Or what? You wonít let her go back to her husband?

Amanda: Julia's father is coming in less than a week. That doesn't give us very much time.

Dustin: Yes, that's why we've got to get back to work.

Amanda: Oh, and I could work very hard at this impersonation, Dustin.

Dustin: Ah, you will.

Amanda: No, I mean hard enough to make it really good. With some incentive.

Dustin: Incentive? More than seeing your little girl again?

Amanda: You work out the terms of the deal with Evan, and I'm sure I can pull it off. I mean, if I donít -- so, do we have a deal?

Cass: What do I say?

Morgan: It's a very equitable solution.

Cass: I say no.

Morgan: Donít you think you'd better talk that over with your client?

Cass: No. No need. My client is absolutely innocent. I will accept nothing less than all charges being dropped.

Morgan: Very well.

Cass: Nice try, though.

Morgan: You just made a very big mistake.

Cass: I'll live with it.

Morgan: You'd better be prepared, Cass.

Cass: Donít worry about me, Morgan.

Morgan: You've got a fight on your hands, my friend.

Cass: Charming girl.

Felicia: What did she want?

Cass: She offered us a deal.

Felicia: What kind of a deal?

Cass: It was laughable. I plead you guilty to voluntary manslaughter, you get a lesser sentence.

Felicia: What do you mean, lesser?

Cass: Honey, you are innocent, and we're going to prove that.

Felicia: Cass, I could go to prison for the rest of my life.

Cass: You are not going to go to prison at all. You're going to go home. Trust me.

[Reporters shout]

Reporter: Please, can we just get one statement?

Vicky: What are you doing here?

Jake: Marley gave Bridget the morning off.

Vicky: Where's Marley?

Jake: I told her to go home.

Vicky: Why?

Jake: Because I have to talk to you.

Vicky: Where's Steven?

Jake: He's asleep.

Vicky: Oh. Well, I'm going to have to go wake him up because I really need to feed him.

Jake: Not until we've talked.

Vicky: Well, that will wait because I have to go feed Steven.

Jake: I had an interesting chat with Marley while you were out.

Vicky: Oh, yeah? What did you two chat about?

Jake: Genetics.

Vicky: Genetics? That's such a fascinating topic of conversation, isnít it? Did you know that flat feet are hereditary?

Jake: Vicky --

Vicky: I always thought it was because of cheap shoes.

Jake: We talked about blood.

Vicky: Blood?

Jake: Blood. See, Marley explained to me that identical twins always share the same blood type.

Vicky: That's great. Now, do you mind if I go feed Steven?

Jake: You donít have a-b, Vicky. You have O. Damn it, you lied to me!

Dustin: Perhaps we could work something out.

Amanda: Of course we can.

Evan: I was thinking --

Dustin: Things would go a lot smoother if we weren't enemies.

Amanda: Oh, much smoother.

Evan: On the lines of maybe a 40/60 split?

Dustin: I donít like those lines at all.

Evan: Well, then what do you think is fair?

Dustin: I'll think about it. In the meantime, Amanda, I suggest you start practicing.

Amanda: Oh, I will. Donít worry.

Dustin: You've got that right. I wonít worry.

Amanda: Well, so far so good.

Evan: So far. Was it hard when you talked about Alli?

Amanda: Yeah. But I had to convince him, right? Look, he doesn't see us as adversaries anymore. He sees us as being as scummy as he is.

Evan: And maybe he'll drop his guard.

Amanda: And then we'll get him.

Evan: No, I'll get him. And you make sure you stay out of the way.

Amanda: Evan --

Evan: If anything happens to you, I've got Sam and the entire Cory clan to deal with.

Amanda: Nothing is going to happen to me. Look, we'll put up with this charade for as long as we have to. Then we'll be free, right?

Evan: Right.

Amanda: As long as I can be Julia, we'll be safe.

Julia: Where did you get this? Where did you get this picture? Did you have one of your private investigators following me around? Did you? Well, I hope you had your fill. You like pictures so much, maybe that's all you'll have of me from now on! Dustin, stop it! Get away from me! Get away from me! Dustin, you're hurting me! Stop it! Stop it! Dustin! Dustin, stop it! Stop it!

Vicky: I did not lie.

Jake: You donít have a-b, Vicky.

Vicky: What is this, "Sesame Street"? Why are we talking about the alphabet?

Jake: Stop lying to me!

Vicky: This baby is Jamieís!

Jake: You wish.

Vicky: I know.

Jake: It's mine.

Vicky: Get out.

Jake: The baby's mine.

Vicky: Get out of here!

Jake: Come on, isnít it, Vick?

Vicky: No!

Jake: You've known it all along! That's what you --

Vicky: You're crazy, Jake!

Jake: Shut up! That's what you and Donna have been whispering about all along! She knows, doesn't she? Steven --

Vicky: Get out of my house!

Jake: Shut up! Steven is my son, and I can prove it.

Vicky: Stop it! You canít!

Jake: All I need is a paternity test.

Vicky: Never!

Jake: You got nothing to say about it, Vick. If you donít agree to a test, I'll tell your husband everything I know. Tell me, Vicky -- what's it going to be, huh?

Bailiff: All rise. The court is now in session. The Honorable Judge Tincum presiding.

Judge: Sit down, please. Good morning. Today we begin the matter of the people vs. Felicia Gallant.

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