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Another World Transcript Friday 4/15/05

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(Missed first ten minutes)

Matt: well, then fine, you go ahead, you know, because I couldn't care less.

Evan: Why would you want to invite the Frames?

Mac: Why would that bother you?

Evan: Well, Feliciaís one of your biggest authors. She was just convicted of Jason Frame's murder.

Rachel: That conviction was wrong. We're going to do everything we can to reverse it.

Mac: Of course.

Rachel: I'm sick and tired of everybody thinking that the Frames and the Coryís canít be together in the same room without hitting each other on sight. It's just not true. It's not the way I feel. I want the next 25 years to be without those feelings.

Amanda: I think that's a great idea.

Rachel: Anyway, I thought I'd call Alice and see if she would like to come, and Gwen and Willis. And I think Sharlene would help, donít you think?

Sam: Hi.

Amanda: Hi. You're back.

Sam: Yeah. Can I talk to you alone for a sec?

Mac: Go ahead, Amanda. We'll be in the board room in 10 minutes.

Evan: Will you excuse me? I got to make one phone call.

Mac: Right.

Evan: Pardon me.

Sam: Look, I know it seems like I'm hovering, but I really donít want anything to happen to you, ok?

Amanda: Look, if I told you something, would you promise not to bring it up again?

Sam: No. Tell me anyway.

Amanda: When I saw Auntie Rose come into that office, I was terrified.

Evan: Yeah, Willis, it's me, Evan. Yeah, yeah, I know I haven't called you in a while. Things have been kind of hectic around here. I shouldnít be calling you now, not from where I am. Now, listen, quickly -- you're about to get the most unbelievable invitation from the Coryís. No! No, no, no, you are not going to accept it.

Mac: Just think, 25 of the happiest years of my life, thanks to you, darling.

Rachel: I feel the same way. I canít imagine these years without you, in spite of everything we've been through. And just think, 25 years, we can start fresh. Everyone can start fresh.

Evan: Goodbye, Iris.

Iris: Evan, you are going to help me, aren't you?

Evan: I told you I canít.

Iris: Fine. All right, have it your way. You know, I may be on the outside now, but you remember this -- you'll be next. I swear it.

Singer: Well, the men donít know about the little girls

Cass: Under the circumstances, continuing to represent you would be a conflict of interest.

Vicky: What circumstances?

Cass: Well, you see, I'm determined to free Felicia. And that means that I'm going to have to find the real murderer.

Vicky: I'm still one of your suspects?

Cass: Yeah, I'm afraid you are.

Vicky: Cass, that is completely absurd. Everybody knows I didnít like Jason, and you, of course, know about the lawsuit, including the fact that it was completely justified. But that is no reason to commit murder.

Cass: I'm not so sure that the lawsuit was the only reason you were fighting with Jason.

Vicky: What are you talking about?

Cass: You came to me and asked me to drop the lawsuit.

Vicky: Well, of course. I was afraid of Jason.

Cass: Why? Was it because he knew about what was going on between you and Jake?

Vicky: What?

Cass: Was he threatening to tell Jamie?

Vicky: You know, Cass, you are wasting an awful lot of energy meddling in my personal affairs.

Cass: Am I? Then why are you so nervous?

Vicky: You put Jake on the stand. He couldn't say a word about me. Remember?

Cass: Yeah. Well, I have a feeling that I didnít get the full story from old Jake.

Vicky: Huh. Cass, I feel sorry for you. I mean, you lost the case and you're Feliciaís friend, so you feel like you let her down. But you've got to be objective about this. Felicia did it, and there was no way you could have saved her.

Cass: If I hadn't been counting so much on Derekís testimony as an eyewitness..

Vicky: Eyewitness?

Cass: Yeah. Yeah, he was an eyewitness. I was going to put you on the witness stand.

Vicky: There was no reason to put me on the stand.

Cass: Oh, I'm not so sure. You had a motive, and you couldn't prove your whereabouts at the time of the murder.

Vicky: I told you, I was with Jamie.

Cass: Yeah, but he didnít see you. That's what he said.

Vicky: I donít -- I donít believe this. I mean, I really thought that after this trial stuff was over with, we could start to become friends again.

Cass: I'd like that, too. I really would, but not at Feliciaís expense.

Vicky: Felicia is not the only one suffering here. What about Nicole? I'm her niece. How do you think she's going to feel, knowing that you're going after me now?

Cass: I know this is hard on Nicole. It's also hard on me, but I canít let that stop me.

Vicky: Why not?

Cass: Because Felicia is rotting in jail for a crime that she didnít commit. I will not allow that. No matter what the cost to me personally, I will find the real murderer.

Felicia: So you see? The proofs from that last shoot were just as spectacular as I told you they would be.

Mitch: You were right, absolutely right.

Felicia: Of course I was. I'm always right, you know that. Any new assignment?

Mitch: Yeah, there are a couple of things. Listen --

Felicia: Matt -- how is he?

Mitch: It's one thing and another with he and Josie.

Felicia: Yeah, Josie -- how is she? Have you seen Sharlene?

Mitch: Listen, how are you?

Felicia: Oh, me? I'm swell. Are you kidding? I'm queen of cellblock b. I mean, the cuisine isnít -- well, you know, exactly nouvelle. And I'm not too wild about the decor, but, you know, I think we got a real -- a real thing with this little -- this little outfit they gave me. I call it, sort of "early feed sack." Honey? Come on, laugh at my jokes, will you? That's about all I can do right now.

Mitch: I'm sorry.

Felicia: Hey, I'm ok, really.

Mitch: No, you're not ok, really. You know, I've been here before, I've been in prison, I know what it's about.

Felicia: Please, stop it, honey, please. It's the only way I can get through this -- if I say I'm ok. If I dwell on this, I'll go under. I know I will, so let's just not do anymore, ok?

Mitch: Ok. Ok.

Felicia: Ok.

Mitch: You want to talk about how soon you're going to be out of here?

Felicia: Oh, yes, that's a -- that's a great topic.

Mitch: Have you decided to change your testimony?

Felicia: I canít.

Mitch: No, what do you mean, you canít? Why not? He was the one person -- Derek was the one person that was there in the hall of mirrors when you fired the gun.

Felicia: No, he wasn't, Mitch.

Mitch: Come on, Felicia.

Felicia: Honey, please -- there's so much about all of this that you just donít understand.

Mitch: I know. I know, and I thought about it a lot, and I want to know one thing -- why are you choosing Derek over me?

Frankie: Ok. So this is why I think there's something weird coming down. Monday, this guy comes into court -- big guy, named Derek. And he claims to know Felicia. Only he calls her something else -- Fanny.

Sharlene: Well, that's not so weird, because Fanny Grady is Feliciaís real name.

Frankie: Yeah, but that's not the weird part. When the jury brings down its verdict, this guy goes berserk. Later, he goes running up to the D.A. and says that he was in the hall of mirrors when Uncle Jason was shot. Then, he backs up Feliciaís story about how she fired that gun.

Sharlene: Well, now, if Cass knew all this, why didnít he use his testimony during the trial?

Frankie: Well, I think he wanted to, but he couldnít.

Sharlene: Why?

Frankie: Because Felicia refused to identify Derek.

Sharlene: Why?

Frankie: I donít know.

Sharlene: But you believe this man?

Frankie: I donít know. You haven't heard of him, have you?

Sharlene: A guy named Derek? No, I -- I haven't. I --

Frankie: Yeah.

Sharlene: But he -- he is sure that Felicia didnít do it?

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Kind of makes you think, doesn't it?

Sharlene: Yeah, it does.

Frankie: I was so sure that Felicia was guilty.

Sharlene: So was I. I know it. But now, I'm -- oh, I'm really beginning to wonder.

Frankie: Yeah, me, too. This trial came down too easy. There's too many loose ends in the case.

Sharlene: Felicia Gallant's a good woman.

Frankie: Yeah. And I want to put the real murderer behind bars. I mean, Uncle Jason deserves at least and -- and you've been through so much,

Sharlene: So has Josie.

Frankie: Have you talked to her yet?

Sharlene: Uh-uh. She's still at the boarding house. She wonít see me.

Frankie: Sharlene, look, I know that this is hard on you, but please try not to worry. By the time I was Josieís age, I had run away at least 15 times, and I always came back. Josie will, too.

Sharlene: I hope you're right.

Frankie: Of course I'm right.

Jamie: Well, hello there.

Frankie: Hey, cuz.

Jamie: Hi. Hi.

Sharlene: Sweetheart, hi.

Jamie: I'm sorry I didnít make it out here earlier, but I got stuck at the hospital longer than I expected.

Sharlene: Thanks for coming out here.

Jamie: Oh, anytime. You know that.

Frankie: Ooh.

Sharlene: For me?

Felicia: For you.

Sharlene: Hmm.

Felicia: And from you. I took them from your garden.

Sharlene: They look familiar. I'll put them in water. Get some chips.

Jamie: How is she doing?

Frankie: Uh -- this thing with Josie is really hard on her.

Jamie: I wish there was something I could do.

Frankie: Yeah, me, too -- for both of them. I understand why Sharlene never told Josie about her past, but it must have come as some shock to Josie.

Jamie: She's still not talking, huh?

Frankie: No.

Jamie: Well, when someone you love keeps secrets like that, it's bound to hurt.

Frankie: Yeah, big-time.

Jamie: Yeah.

Frankie: Will you excuse me for one second? I'm just going to go see how she's doing.

Jamie: Yeah, sure, go ahead.

[Door opens]

Donna: Hi, darling.

Vicky: What do you want?

Donna: Let's try that again. Hello, darling.

Vicky: I've really had quite a day, mother. I would appreciate it if you donít get on my case.

Donna: Did something else happen with Jake?

Vicky: No, no. I told him to wait until after the Cory anniversary party. I think he's going to go along with it.

Donna: Then what's wrong?

Vicky: Well, I canít get my own money out, for one thing.

Donna: Why do you need more money?

Vicky: I just want to be prepared for anything that could happen.

Donna: Victoria, you canít buy Jake off. His middle-class values wonít permit that.

Vicky: I wasn't thinking of a bribe.

Donna: Victoria, you're not focusing properly. We donít need money, we need time.

Vicky: You know, Jake is not in the mood to cooperate with me.

Donna: I donít care what he's in the mood for. The party's only a week away, and we need some more time.

Vicky: Donít you think I know that, mother?

Donna: Just calm down. Calm down. That's the most important thing. We have to think and be calm. All right? For now, we have a week's grace. That's what we have to work with.

Vicky: I did one thing that might be helpful.

Donna: What?

Vicky: Well, I saw Marley at the Paradise after I left you the other night. And she was waiting for Jake to get off work. And Jake was flirting with one of the waitresses.

Donna: Yes?

Vicky: So I reminded Marley of Jakeís weakness for other women.

Donna: What did she say?

Vicky: She was unnerved. I hated doing it to her.

Donna: Well, I hate that you have to do it, but you're trying to save two marriages here.

Vicky: Right.

Donna: What else did you say?

Vicky: Well, I told her that she should probably tell Jake how she feels about cheating.

Donna: You think she'll do it?

Vicky: Well she doesn't know yet. I certainly hope so.

Donna: I hope she will, too.

Vicky: I think it just might remind Jake that telling Marley about Steven just might be a little too risky.

Donna: And then maybe he'll stop and think about ruining everybody's lives.

Vicky: Right. Let me get you some coffee. Sure.

Felicia: Honey, what are you talking about? I haven't chosen Derek over you.

Mitch: Haven't you?

Felicia: No.

Mitch: You're choosing to protect him and stay locked up in here instead of us being together.

Felicia: Honey, it's not that simple. Just let me try and explain. I just -- I donít know where to begin, really.

Mitch: Look -- hey, what sort of hold does he have over you? What has he done to you?

Felicia: He hasn't done anything.

Mitch: You told me that he hadn't threatened you.

Felicia: He didnít threaten me. He didnít.

Mitch: Then why -- why? You know him. I know that you know him. He was at the party, wasn't he? He was the strongman, wasn't he?

Felicia: Mitch, please.

Mitch: Look, why are you doing this? Why are you deliberately hurting your own case? Hey, you know I love you. I miss you. I would like to be with you.

Felicia: I miss you, too.

Mitch: But I donít understand. Why are you doing this? I donít understand that. I mean, it's like you're just deliberately choosing to be separated.

Felicia: Please, could you let me explain?

Mitch: What?

Felicia: Honey, I canít. I just -- I just canít. Please donít ask me.

Mitch: Ok. Ok. But I'm going to find the truth. I'm going to find out.

Officer: Ok, time's up.

Felicia: So soon?

Officer: Say goodbye now.

Felicia: I love you.

Mitch: I love you. Donít forget that. I love you.

Iris: I'm absolutely determined to make "Sophisticate" a smashing success. In fact, the first issue will be on the stand in a few months.

Michael: Really? That quickly?

Iris: Mm-hmm. I'm already renting office space, hiring staff.

Michael: Well, I'm impressed.

Iris: I wouldnít be this far along if I hadn't had your help.

Michael: Donít give me too much credit.

Iris: Oh, that's why I've got something for you. It's a markup of the first cover of "Sophisticate."

Michael: Well, that's beautiful.

Iris: It's just a token of my appreciation.

Michael: It isnít really necessary, Iris.

Iris: Well, I think it was.

Michael: I was more than willing to help you in the beginning, but things have changed. I really canít help you anymore. I'm done.

Iris: I wouldnít allow it anyway.

Michael: You wouldnít?

Iris: No. As much as I'd be delighted to have your help, a bargain is a bargain. And I told you if you spoke to my father, I'd give up -- I'd give up any claim of you.

Michael: I'm glad we understand each other.

Iris: So it's not really a thank-you, it's also goodbye.

Michael: Goodbye, Iris.

Nicole: Hi.

Cass: Hi.

Nicole: You're all alone, I see.

Cass: Yeah, Zack knocked off about an hour ago.

Nicole: Leaving the workaholic to slug it out, huh?

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Why donít you pack it in? Come and have dinner with me.

Cass: Oh, that's the best offer I've had all day.

Nicole: Great.

Cass: But I'm afraid I have to pass. I have some private investigator's notes that I have to go over.

Nicole: For Feliciaís case?

Cass: Yes, right.

Nicole: How's it going?

Cass: Well, basically we're right back to square one, unfortunately. I'm going to go back now and take another look at all my original suspects.

Nicole: All of them?

Cass: Every single one -- Iris, Evan, Jake, John. Yeah, and Vicky. I'm sorry, I know how much that bothers you.

Nicole: Cass, she's my niece. I know she's innocent.

Cass: Honey, she had the means and she had the opportunity. I should have taken a closer look at her from the get-go. I just hope you understand.

Nicole: What I donít understand is -- oh, Cass, what is happening to us?

Cass: Us? I thought we were fine.

Nicole: Oh -- we are getting married in a couple of weeks. We need some time together.

Cass: I'm sorry. I know I haven't paid much attention to the details and --

Nicole: No, I donít care about that. I'm not talking -- I donít want you wasting your time on invitations and menus instead of helping Felicia. That is not what I was talking about.

Cass: Then what is it?

Nicole: Us, together.

Cass: Our life has been a little devoid of romance lately.

Nicole: I donít want flowers or candlelit dinners. I just need to be with you.

Cass: Nicole --

Nicole: We never have a meal together anymore. You're never there when I go to bed at night. I need you. I'm beginning to feel like I'm losing you.

Cass: That will never happen.

Nicole: Yeah, but that's the way it feels. Cass, I need your love very badly right now. I think you need mine, too.

Stacey: Ahem. Ugh -- this is ridiculous.

Stacey: This is getting me nowhere.

Stacey: You startled me.

Derek: Sorry.

Stacey: It's all right. What are you doing here?

Derek: I didnít come here to fight, I came here to tell you the truth.

Stacey: You're going to tell me about Fanny?

Derek: The truth is I killed someone.

Stacey: What? That's what you did?

Derek: Fanny knew it. She knew if I took the stand, it could come out, so she lied.

Stacey: That's the whole story?

Derek: That's it.

Stacey: Wait a second. It canít be. Well, was it murder? Was it an accident? Where did it happen? When did it happen? What about Felicia? What did she have to do with --?

Derek: The details aren't important.

Stacey: Of course the details are important.

Derek: You said I threatened Fanny.

Stacey: Yeah, right.

Derek: To make her keep quiet. I didnít. She wanted this to happen this way. I just needed to tell you. You're the only one.

Stacey: Thank you. There's something I donít understand, though.

Derek: What?

Stacey: Why -- if you knew that it was as dangerous as it is all along, why did you decide to risk it? It doesn't make sense.

Derek: I'd die for Fanny.

Stacey: Wait, where are you going?

Derek: To get Fanny out, my own way.

Frankie: Ms. Gallant, I'm Sharlene Watts' niece, Frankie Frame.

Felicia: Yes. Hello.

Frankie: It was nice of you to agree to see me.

Felicia: How is Sharlene?

Frankie: She's holding up.

Felicia: Listen, would you do me a favor when you see her? Would you tell her that I'm -- I'm sorry? Well, for everything -- Jason and what happened at the trial.

Frankie: Do you know what? I believe you.

Felicia: I'm glad.

Frankie: You really surprised me the other day.

Felicia: Did I? How?

Frankie: Why didnít you grandstand like your flashy lawyer?

Felicia: I'm afraid I donít know what you mean.

Frankie: Winthrop had that strongman guy all set up for you. It was perfect. It was real Perry Mason stuff, you know? The alibi, the testimony of the mysterious eyewitness, and you blow everybody out of the water by saying you'd never even seen the guy.

Felicia: It was not the man that was at the party.

Frankie: I'm sorry, Ms. Gallant, but I donít believe that.

Felicia: Well, you should believe it. Because it wasn't him. He wasn't anywhere near me at the party. Cass made a mistake, that's all.

Frankie: I see. Do you know, I usually pride myself on being a very good judge of human nature?

Felicia: Do you?

Frankie: But I donít understand you at all. I've seen people do a lot of things to save their own butts in tight spots. That's human nature. But to throw the fight the way you did --

Felicia: Whoa -- wait a minute, wait a minute. This isnít a game. This is real life. A lot of people have gotten hurt here, and I donít want someone else to get hurt, especially if it's someone -- I'm sorry. I -- I'm just a little tired, I guess.

Frankie: I'm the one that should be sorry. I should go and let you get some rest.

Felicia: Ok.

Frankie: It was very nice to talk to you.

Felicia: Well, thank you for coming.

Frankie: You know, I've read your books.

Felicia: Have you? You'll have to forgive me for laughing. I donít know. You just donít seem like the romantic type.

Frankie: Well, I have to admit, it was for research for the trial.

Felicia: Of course.

Frankie: You have a terrific way of making everything come out all happy at the end in your books.

Felicia: Well, that is one of my specialties -- happy endings. Wouldnít it be wonderful if I could -- if I could do the same thing for myself in real life? Anyway --

Frankie: Goodbye.

Felicia: Bye.

Jamie: I was wondering when you were going to get around to telling me why you called me.

Sharlene: All right. Well, this came this morning.

Jamie: Mm-hmm.

Sharlene: Special delivery. This is an invitation to the 25th anniversary for Cory Publishing.

Jamie: Uh-huh.

Sharlene: Your mom put a little note on it.

Jamie: Well, good for her.

Sharlene: Yeah. But you see, Jamie, I donít think she knows what she's getting herself into.

Jamie: Why? Why shouldnít the Coryís and the Frames be able to get along, huh?

Sharlene: No, that's not the point. The point is I think this has gone a little further than you know. I got a call this morning from my sister-in-law Gwen. She received an invitation from Rachel, too.

Jamie: Uh-huh.

Sharlene: And she's coming.

Jamie: Good. I haven't seen Gwen for years -- or Uncle Willis.

Sharlene: No, Willis isnít coming. And Gwen -- she sounded a little odd, Jamie.

Jamie: Why, what happened?

Sharlene: Well, you know, after she and Willis left Bay City, they ran into some pretty hard times. And as a matter of fact, they almost lost everything they had.

Jamie: Oh, I didnít know that.

Sharlene: Well, they didnít want to talk about it. Gwen sure didnít. She's very proud, and --

Jamie: Mm-hmm. And what?

Sharlene: Well, I -- I donít know. After everything that's happened recently -- Jason -- I'm not sure that this is the right time.

Jamie: Why?

Sharlene: Because she might feel uncomfortable around your family. I mean, I notice I still am.

Jamie: Listen, I'm glad she's coming back. Maybe we can help her out.

Sharlene: But, Jamie, the point is that over the years, a lot of Frames have lived in Bay City. A lot of them. And most of us haven't had a very easy time here.

Jamie: Well, that's why my mom is trying to make amends, Sharlene.

Sharlene: But, Jamie, a lot of my brothers and sisters have very bad feelings about the Coryís, especially your mother. I'm not saying it's right. As a matter of fact, I think it's crazy. But I just hope that she isnít making a mistake by inviting them here now.

Cass: This was --

Nicole: What?

[Cass chuckles]

Cass: The best use I've made of this office in a long time.

[Nicole chuckles]

Nicole: Hmm. Flattery will get you everywhere.

Cass: There is something that I want to talk about, seriously.

Nicole: What?

Cass: You will never lose me, no matter what happens. Understood?

Nicole: Understood.

[Knock on door]

Cass: How did -- oh.

Nicole: We didnít lock the door?

Cass: No.

Nicole: That means anybody could have just walked right in.


Cass: Yo -- just a minute! Hurry up, get dressed.

Nicole: But, Cass --

Cass: What?

Nicole: That's mine.

Cass: Oh, right. Where's my shirt? Here.

Nicole: It's in the wastepaper basket.

Cass: Oh, ok.

Nicole: Where is my blouse?


Cass: I threw it on the plant.

Nicole: Oh.

Cass: It's over on the plant. Hurry up!

Nicole: I'm hurrying! Cass --

Cass: What?

Nicole: You're wearing my belt.

Cass: Oh. I thought it looked strange. Here, I'll trade you for my tie.

Nicole: Ok.


Cass: Yes! Just a second. Where are my shoes? Where the hell are my shoes? Oh, I'm wearing my shoes. You ready -- are you ready?

Nicole: Shh. Not quite.

Cass: Come on, button up your blouse.

Nicole: All right!

Cass: Hurry up!

Nicole: I'm hurrying, Cass.

Cass: I have to let whoever it is --

Nicole: I just have to button my blouse!

Vicky: Hello.

Donna: Hi.

Michael: Hi.

Vicky: Dad, hi.

Michael: How are you, honey?

Vicky: Ok. Where's Mikey?

Michael: Well, upstairs, I think.

Vicky: Oh, good. I'm going to go and see him upstairs. I haven't seen that kid in ages.

Michael: Well --

Vicky: I'll be up there if I'm needed, ok?

Michael: Um -- she's avoiding me.

Donna: No, she's not. Let me do this properly.

Michael: Hmm. Now, what was that for?

Donna: That's for reassurance. Victoria's fine.

Michael: Victoria was very upset the other night and you never did tell me what that was all about.

Donna: It wasn't really about anything. You know how moody she is all the time.

Michael: And I also know when you're scamming me.

Donna: Listen, you haven't congratulated me yet for this morning.

Michael: I donít know what you're talking about, but that's not unusual. I think I'd rather not talk.

Donna: Now, I know I'm not perfect.

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Donna: And sometimes --

Michael: No one would want to see you perfect.

Donna: Sometimes I can be jealous and possessive.

Michael: And totally adorable.

Donna: But I walked out of here this morning, and I left you alone with Iris.

Michael: I noticed that, I did, yes.

Donna: What did she want?

Michael: Nothing much, really.

Donna: Well, I've accepted the fact that she's a part of your history. I refuse to allow myself to be threatened by her anymore.

Michael: Good for you.

Donna: I know that she is not letting go of you, that it's not your fault, and I know there's nothing you can do about it.

Michael: Well, I'm really glad you understand that.

Donna: Good.

Michael: And --

[Phone rings]

Michael: I'd really rather not talk. Tell you what. My briefcase is upstairs. Why donít I get that and get the phone at the same time?

Donna: All right.

Michael: All right.

Donna: Iris -- nothing much, my foot.

[Doorbell rings]

Iris: My, my, counselor, you do manage to engage in a variety of activities in your pursuit of justice.

Cass: Iris, is there anything I can do for you -- legally speaking?

Iris: Huh? I'd like to talk to you, privately.

Cass: Well, anything that you have to say to me can be said in front of Nicole.

Iris: Well, if that's the way you want it. Vivien has informed me that a couple of private investigators arrived at my penthouse earlier today.

Cass: Yes, I hired them.

Iris: What, to follow me?

Cass: I thought it was necessary.

Iris: Oh, and this is your attempt to find the real murderer, as you put it?

Cass: Felicia didnít kill Jason, so yes, I'm going to find the person who did.

Iris: Cass, I've already lost my family, my friends, my position in the company. Haven't you done enough?

Cass: I canít take responsibility for that. You brought all of that on yourself.

Iris: I have already testified. Why canít you leave me in peace?

Cass: Because I still need answers.

Iris: Oh, and you think that by harassing me, you're going to find them? Do you know how humiliating it is being followed around like a common criminal?

Nicole: Iris, donít be angry at Cass.

Iris: Ugh -- look, I'm not angry. In fact, you know, I'm relieved. Because at least the worst is over. It's all out in the open. I just want to put it behind me.

Cass: Yeah, well, unfortunately, Felicia canít do that.

Iris: Well, how is this going to help her?

Cass: I guess that remains to be seen.

Iris: Cass, I just donít want my father hurt anymore. I had nothing to do with Jasonís death. Now, why canít you leave me alone?

Cass: I'm sorry, Iris. I donít want to see anybody else get hurt, either. But you see, my friend is in prison, and I will do whatever it takes to get her out.

Felicia: What exactly do you know?

Stacey: I know that he killed someone.

Felicia: He told you that?

Stacey: Yes.

Felicia: Who did he kill?

Stacey: I donít know. I tried to get the details, but he refused.

Felicia: I see.

Stacey: Felicia, I know that you lied to protect him. I also know that you didnít want him to take the stand.

Felicia: Stacey, maybe you shouldnít believe everything he tells you.

Stacey: He didnít have to tell me. I already knew it. What I donít understand is why you did it.

Felicia: Stacey, let's stop doing this, all right?

Stacey: No. I want to know why you're going to such great lengths to protect someone you claim you barely know.

Felicia: Because I donít want anyone to go through what I've gone through, that's all.

Stacey: No. I'm sorry, I donít buy that.

Felicia: Well, maybe you should try to buy that.

Stacey: Felicia, I think -- I think that the whole thing is a lot deeper than what it appears to be. I think that on a subconscious level, you still feel like you should be punished for Noahís death. And since you weren't, you're willing to pay the price now for Jasonís death.

Felicia: You know what, Stacey? That's a fascinating theory.

Stacey: Felicia, donít avoid it. You know that there's some truth to it.

Felicia: All right, all right, let's say you're right. Let's say I'm -- I'm hiding some deep, dark guilt inside of myself. But it's still my decision, isnít it?

Stacey: Cass is working night and day to get you the hell out of here. Donít you think the least you could do is work as hard --

Felicia: I will do anything. Anything but that.

Stacey: Felicia --

Felicia: Let it go, Stacey. I mean it. Just -- just let it go.

[Blues plays]

Man: Yeah, I -- I could get what you want.

Derek: Good.

Man: But you know it's not going to come cheap.

Derek: I'll get you the money. Just make sure you get me what I want.

Singer: I hope you're ready for me I got an ax handle pistol on a graveyard Frame that shoot

Frankie: Yo.

Singer: Tombstone bullets wearin' balls and chain I'm drinkin' TNT, I'm smokin' dynamite

Frankie: You ever seen --

Singer: I hope some screwball start a fight 'cause I'm ready ready as anybody can be

Donna: Oh, hi, Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Donna: Come on in.

Jamie: Thank you.

Donna: Victoria's upstairs with little Michael.

Vicky: Oh --

Donna: I'll just run up and --

Vicky: I heard the doorbell. Is that -- hi, hon!

Jamie: Hello, hon, how are you?

Vicky: I'm good.

Michael: Hey, Jamie.

Jamie: Hi.

Michael: How are you? Good to see you.

Jamie: Good to see you, too.

Michael: Now, are you sure you two canít stay for dinner?

Jamie: No, I'm sorry, we canít.

Vicky: Oh, I'm positive.

Jamie: But we'll take a rain check.

Michael: Ok.

Jamie: Ok?

Michael: Great. Yeah.

Donna: Everything's going to be all right.

Vicky: I trust. See you.

Michael: Bye. Well, actually, I'm very glad they didnít stay.

Donna: Are you?

Michael: Mm-hmm. Because now we can get back to what we were doing before, which is talking about not talking!

Vicky: Honey, maybe we can stop by the butcher's tonight and we can have a little barbecue.

Jamie: Vicky -- Vicky, wait.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: We got this bill in the mail the other day. It's for a blood test for Steven. What is this about? Do you know?

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