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Another World Transcript Monday 4/18/05

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Vicky: Honey, you want to go light that barbecue?

Jamie: Yeah, in a minute.

Vicky: Well, you better do it quickly. Otherwise, we wonít be able to eat.

Jamie: I said in a minute.

Vicky: Jamie, is something bothering you?

Jamie: Are you sure you donít know why we got this bill?

Vicky: I told you I didnít.

Jamie: Why would we get a bill for a blood test for Steven if he never had one?

Vicky: Well, billing departments make mistakes all the time.

Jamie: No, the department was recomputerized about six months ago. It's supposed to be foolproof.

Vicky: Nothing is foolproof.

Jamie: Well, I'm going to call the hospital right now and find out what's going on.

Vicky: No.

John: Are you sure you want to do this?

Sharlene: Well, she has to see me sometime, doesn't she?

John: What makes you think that tonight's going to be any different than any other night?

Sharlene: Because I am not leaving there until she does see me.

John: It'll be a long night, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Well, you can bail out now if you want to.

John: Oh, no. I'm not about to let you go down to that place all by yourself.

Sharlene: Oh, well, that's great, isnít it? Isnít that great? I canít go down there alone and my daughter's living there.

John: Well, she's safe.

Sharlene: How do you know?

John: What difference does it make how I know?

Sharlene: John.

John: All right, all right. I go by the boarding house occasionally just to check on her. She doesn't go out at night and she seems pretty sure of herself when she comes and goes.

Sharlene: Has she seen you?

John: Oh, come on, Sharlene. I'm better than that.

Sharlene: Thank you.

John: Donít mention it.

Sharlene: You are so good to me.

John: That's because I love you.

Sharlene: I know. Isnít that nice?

John: Yeah. That's real nice. Are you ready to go?

Sharlene: Yeah, let's go.

John: Sharlene? How are you planning on getting in there to see her?

Sharlene: I have some ideas.

John: All right, I'm not going to ask.

Sharlene: You're a smart man.

John: Yeah.

[Knock on door]

Reuben: It's Reuben.

Josie: Do you wait for me to come home every day?

Reuben: Yeah. Donít flatter yourself. Where you been?

Josie: At the laundromat. What do you want?

Reuben: You know, this is the nicest dress I could find?

Josie: Reuben, what were you doing in my room? And how'd you get in?

Reuben: Because I wanted to get in, and donít ask.

Josie: Oh.

Reuben: You know, this is a nice dress, it really is, but I didnít have a square dance at the local firehouse in mind.

Josie: Reuben, I'm going to make up that bed and get in it and go to sleep.

Reuben: At this hour? Josie, it's a Friday night, and besides, this is not your color.

Josie: I told you and I told Matthew I donít want to go tonight, ok?

Reuben: Well, donít you like parties?

Josie: Reuben -- Reuben, read my lips -- I'm not going with you tonight, ok?

Reuben: So you always turn down offers to meet, mix, and mingle and meet --

Josie: When I donít feel like it, yes.

Reuben: Maybe tonight you ain't got no choice.

Josie: Oh, I get it -- you're going to make me go.

Reuben: Maybe.

Josie: Oh. I donít think so.

Reuben: Oh, yeah? Well, Josie, you are going to the club tonight and you are going to wear this dress, so just get ready because I'm going. Bye.

Man: Yeah, well, like I told you, it's really no problem as long as you got the cash.

Derek: I'll call you.

Man: I'll be waiting.

Frankie: Leaving so soon?

Derek: Yeah.

Frankie: Do you want to buy me a drink?

Derek: Not really.

Frankie: Ah, come on. I donít bite unless you ask me to. What do you say, Derek?

Zack: How's she doing?

Stacey: Stubborn as always.

Zack: Felicia still wonít tell you why she's protecting Derek?

Stacey: I have an idea, but it's not going to change anything.

Zack: Well, we canít be granted an appeal if we have no new evidence.

Stacey: There were a lot of people at that party that night, Zack.

Zack: I know. I was there.

Stacey: What if there was another witness besides Derek to Jasonís shooting?

Zack: We would've found him by now.

Stacey: Hold on a second. What if somebody else knew what happened?

Zack: One in a million. Go on.

Stacey: I think we should question every person that was at that damn party. Obviously someone is hiding something.

Zack: You've been working too hard, Stacey.

Stacey: Wait a second -- Jason had a lot of enemies. What we have to do is find the one who is without an alibi for that night.

Zack: Look, what are you getting at here?

Stacey: Couldn't that be construed as new evidence?

Zack: Look, what we need is a new witness.

Stacey: So what if we got somebody to testify to what we know happened that night?

Zack: We couldn't prove Feliciaís innocence. Now we're going to go for perjury as a defense?

Stacey: If you saw Felicia in prison the way I did, you'd be thinking the same thing.

Zack: Look, I donít like what I'm hearing.

Stacey: Look, Felicia is in prison and there isnít a damn thing we can do about it. I'm going nuts!

Zack: I know this is frustrating. But what you're suggesting is illegal and unethical.

Stacey: I donít even know what I'm saying anymore.

Zack: You canít let this Derek character get to you.

Stacey: Derek had nothing to do with it.

Zack: Oh, doesn't it? I mean, he lives his life by his own set of rules. Now you're getting ready to do the same thing.

Stacey: It's just that I feel so powerless.

Zack: Look, I know. We all do.

Stacey: I donít know why I said the things I did before.

Zack: Hey, look, as far as I'm concerned, you didnít, ok?

Stacey: Thanks. It's just that Cass is working 24 hours a day, Mitch looks like a zombie, and Felicia is sitting there in prison.

Zack: You know, the way I see it, we've got to work on Felicia some more. And if that doesn't work, we put the heat on Derek.

Stacey: But Derek already said that he would testify.

Zack: Look, he is not telling us the whole story. I know it. Look, we got to make this guy shake in his boots. Then maybe he'll come forward and tell us the truth about that night.

[Blues plays]

Derek: Excuse me.

Frankie: Are you afraid of me, pal?

Derek: No.

Frankie: Then what's the problem?

Derek: I donít like you.

Frankie: You donít know me well enough not to like me.

Derek: I know you tried to put Fanny -- Felicia -- in jail, and that's all I got to know.

Frankie: Now, who told you that?

Derek: I got eyes.

Frankie: Who was it? That little lawyer friend of yours? What's her name? Stacey?

Derek: Oh, donít make me do something I donít want to do.

Frankie: Oh, cut the crap. You wouldnít hurt a fly.

Derek: How would you know?

Frankie: I've got good instincts. Now, look, I'm really thirsty and I just want to talk to you for a few minutes, so why donít you buy me a beer? I wonít ask you any questions about Felicia, I promise.

Singer: Donít know but the little girls

Derek: Hey, Russ.

Singer: They understand

Frankie: Now, that is what I call service. We'll have two beers.

Derek: No, we wonít. Whiskey, two glasses. You want to drink with me, you drink what I say.

Frankie: Does this little ploy work with all your lady friends, Derek?

Derek: Hey, this was your idea.

Frankie: Whoa.

Derek: It's my rules.

Frankie: Wonderful year.

Derek: House special.

Frankie: Yeah, I canít wait.

Singer: Well, they took me to the doctor shot full of holes the nurse, she cried "save his soul" I was accused of murder in first degree the judge's wife cried "let the man go free" I am the back-door man

Vicky: It's too late. The offices will be closed, and besides, who cares about a little money for a stupid little blood test?

Jamie: Hmm. Yeah, I suppose you're right.

Vicky: You know what? You've ignored me for the last hour and my feelings are really hurt.

Jamie: Oh, now, we canít have that, can we?

Vicky: Uh-uh.

[Phone rings]

Vicky: I hate telephones.

Jamie: No, you donít. You're always on them.

Vicky: Will you get it?

Jamie: Mm-hmm. Hello? Oh, hi, Russ. How are you? Oh, that's too bad. No, it's no problem. I'll pick you up in just a couple of minutes. Sure. I'll be right there.

Vicky: What was that all about?

Jamie: Russ' car broke down.

Vicky: So?

Jamie: So he needs a ride to get here. Ahem. Oh, oh, oh --

Vicky: "Oh"?

Jamie: I forgot to tell you that I invited Russ over for cocktails.

Vicky: Here?

Jamie: Yes, here.

Vicky: Why?

Jamie: Why not?

Vicky: We have no food in the house.

Jamie: I didnít say food, I said cocktails.

Vicky: Well, it's Bridgetís night off and there are toys everywhere and my hair isnít even done, Jamie.

Jamie: Why are you so uptight? This is just Russ.

Vicky: "Just Russ"?

Jamie: Yeah, just --

Vicky: The chief of staff at your hospital and your oldest family friend.

Jamie: Russ is a very basic guy, honey. And besides, he's a member of my family.

Vicky: Well, exactly, which is why I want to make a good impression. I certainly wouldnít want him to think he married a slob.

Jamie: God forbid.

Vicky: Well, that's true.

Jamie: No, it's not. Honey, I'm going to go pick up Russ right now and bring him back here because I want to show you off. Got it?

Vicky: Hmm, you say the sweetest things.

Jamie: Yeah, I try. And try to relax, ok?

Vicky: Yes. Hey, drive safely, you.

Jamie: Yeah, I will.

Vicky: Hello, Paradise? Great. I want an order to go. Yeah, well, there are just three of us, but I want enough food for 10. Yeah, if I could have some nachos, guacamole --

[Doorbell rings]

Vicky: It's open! Do you have that -- that beluga? Yeah, that -- and the little crackers -- great. Give me tons of that stuff. I like --

[Door slams]

Jake: What the hell do you think you're trying to pull off this time, Vicky?

Ronnie: Are you going to tell me what's wrong or do I have to pry it out of you?

Zack: You donít want to know.

Ronnie: Try me.

Zack: Julie Ann got a job offer in San Francisco with the Cory offices.

Ronnie: A promotion?

Zack: Yeah.

Ronnie: Well, that's wonderful, isnít it?

Zack: Yeah, I'm very happy for her.

Ronnie: No, you're not.

Zack: There's more.

Ronnie: What?

Zack: She left yesterday. Rickís on his way out there to join her. They're going to get married.

Ronnie: I donít believe it.

Zack: Yeah, neither can I.

Ronnie: Well, I think that's great.

Zack: Huh.

Ronnie: Ok. So your sister's not marrying a black guy. I think the world will survive.

Zack: Yeah. Will she?

Ronnie: Oh, Zack, really. Obviously, they love each other very much.

Zack: But how can you be so sure?

Matt: Hi, guys.

Ronnie: Hi, Matt.

Zack: Hey, how you doing?

Matt: Good.

Zack: Something wrong?

Matt: No.

Ronnie: Hey, I hear some of the kids from B.C.U. are here celebrating the end of finals tonight. Jesseís got a grin from ear to ear.

Matt: Oh, yeah, yeah.

Ronnie: You got any big plans for the summer?

Matt: Not anymore. I see someone I know. I think I'll go over and say hello. I'll see you guys later.

Zack: Yeah.

Ronnie: What's with him?

Zack: Maybe he heard about my sister, too.

Ronnie: Oh. You're impossible.

Matt: Jesse. Did you talk to Reuben?

Jesse: Hey. Oh, yeah. He's keeping an eye on Josie.

Matt: What does that mean?

Jesse: Well, he looks out for her.

Matt: Yeah -- I hope he's not teaching her any of his little tricks.

Jesse: What? You should be glad that Josieís got Reuben at that place with her, Matt.

Matt: I know. I know he's trying to help us get back together.

Sheila: Hi, Matthew.

Matt: Sheila. Sheila, Jesse. Jesse, Sheila Stamford.

Jesse: Yeah, hi. Boy, you must work out at the spa.

Sheila: Yeah, that's where I met Matt. Today's my lucky day.

Jesse: Is it?

Matt: Why donít you grab a chair and I will be with you in a minute.

Sheila: Donít be long.

Jesse: What was that?

Matt: Your brother's brainstorm.

Jesse: Trying to make Josie jealous?

Matt: Oh, yeah, it's a brilliant idea. The only problem is Josieís not here and I'm stuck with the sit-up queen of the spa.

Jesse: Well, look, donít worry about it. Josie will be here soon. You know Reuben -- he's probably working on it.

Matt: Hmm.

Josie: Reuben, no way. No. I'm not going.

Reuben: You know, just because you and Matt are going through some static right now doesn't mean that you got to lock yourself up like some kind of nun.

Josie: You know, ever since my mother testified, everyone on campus stares at me and it'll just be the same thing tonight.

Reuben: Oh, yeah? Well, I'll take care of that.

Josie: Oh, yeah? What are you going to do?

Reuben: Ooh, I'll think of something.

Josie: No, thank you.

Reuben: Josie, you've got to get out, you know, or you're going to start smelling like old mothballs if you stay here.

Josie: I am not!

Reuben: Josie, you're not going to work anything out unless you talk to Matt.

Josie: There's nothing to work out. He doesn't care about me anymore.

Reuben: Oh, yeah, right.

Josie: It's true. He told me.

Reuben: And you bought that?

Josie: You know, I donít remember asking for your advice.

Reuben: Well, that's true because you didnít ask for it. I'm just giving it to you.

Josie: Oh, Reuben, I'm really not in the mood for this. I'm tired, I've been working all day, and I want to take a hot shower.

Reuben: Yeah? Ok, go ahead.

Josie: Reuben!

Reuben: I promise, I wonít peek.

Josie: I'm going to go in that bathroom door and when I come out, I donít want to see your face.

Reuben: Why do I put up with this?

Josie: Beats me.

Reuben: "Beats me."

Sharlene: Oh. I'm sorry. I have the wrong room.

Reuben: No, no. You're looking for Josie, right? Yeah, she's here. She's taking a shower.

Sharlene: She is?

Reuben: Yeah. Yo, I'm her neighbor. My name is Reuben, Reuben Lawrence. Who should I say is calling?

Sharlene: I'm Josieís mother.

Reuben: Oh. Oh! No, this isnít what you think or nothing like that. I was just leaving, ok? Um -- I just like to drop in every once in a while, that's all.

Sharlene: Well, thank you, Reuben.

Reuben: You ain't got to thank me, you know. She donít.

Sharlene: Is she ok?

Reuben: Nah. She -- she just donít listen to me, you know? I donít know. Maybe you got better luck than I do.

[Door closes]

Josie: Reuben, I thought I told you Ė

Vicky: Now what?

Jake: How could you?

Vicky: How could I what?

Jake: Tell Marley all that crap.

Vicky: I donít know what you're talking about.

Jake: You told her I couldn't be faithful to her, Vicky.

Vicky: I did not!

Jake: Then you implied it -- I'm sorry.

Vicky: Oh, she didnít take it very well, did she?

Jake: What the hell are you trying to prove, Vic?

Vicky: All I told her is that women are attracted to you and you enjoy the attention. Now, you should be thanking me for showing you the truth.

Jake: About what?

Vicky: About all that garbage about Marley understanding if she ever found out about the two of us. I may just have saved your marriage.

Jake: I'm still going to have Jamie take the paternity test, Vicky. This doesn't change anything.

Vicky: Oh, I think it does. If you're Stevenís father, you'll lose Marley for good.

Jake: Wrong.

Vicky: "Wrong"?

Jake: I will not lose Marley.

Vicky: Oh. You think about how upset she was thinking of you being with another woman, let alone her own sister.

Jake: She wouldnít be upset if you would stop filling her head with stupid ideas.

Vicky: It's true, isnít it?

Jake: No, it's not!

Vicky: You're the biggest flirt in town, Jake. How much longer do you think you can hold out?

Jake: You know something, Vicky? You donít know me anymore.

Vicky: Damn right I donít. I probably never did.

Jake: I'm having the second test.

Vicky: You'll ruin your life.

Jake: Right after the Coryís' 25th anniversary, Vicky, just like you asked, but it has nothing to do with you.

Vicky: Oh, I didnít think so.

Jake: No. I need time to figure out what I'm going to tell Marley.

Vicky: You need a hell of a lot more than time!

Jake: I've already made up my mind.

Vicky: Are you through? What?

Jake: Can I see him?

Vicky: Are you serious?

Jake: Yes.

Vicky: Let's get one thing straight here -- I donít even care what those test results say anymore.

Jake: Bull, Vicky.

Vicky: I am Stevenís mother and I will say if you can see him!

Jake: "If"?

Vicky: You heard me.

Jake: You canít keep him from me forever.

Vicky: I can try.

Vicky: Stay out of our lives, Jake!

[Door slams]

Vicky: I will not let you take my son away from me.

Sharlene: Hi, Jos.

Josie: How'd you get in?

Sharlene: Oh. Reuben --

Josie: No, I mean in the building. I told Maude I didnít want to see anyone.

Sharlene: No, I know. I -- I finally persuaded her to let me see you.

Josie: What'd you do, give her money?

Sharlene: I'm not leaving here until I talk to you.

Josie: Ok. What do you have to say?

Sharlene: Oh -- uh --

Josie: Look, I was just about to take a shower. I need to get in before the hot water runs out, so if you donít mind --

Sharlene: Oh, I -- it's been a -- I miss you.

Josie: Well?

Sharlene: Well.

Josie: Is that it?

Sharlene: How's Matthew?

Josie: Do you care?

Sharlene: You know I do.

Josie: You know, you never wanted us to be together. It's funny how things work out.

Sharlene: So you've -- you've cut yourself off from everyone. Right?

Josie: I'm fine.

Sharlene: Josie, you do not need to be alone now, especially in a place like this.

Josie: I like it here.

Sharlene: I know how important it is to be out on your own for the first time, but this isnít the right way to do it and you know it.

Josie: Well, I'm not going back to the farm.

Sharlene: Josie, I miss you. Farm feels empty without you.

Josie: Hey, donít start this guilt trip on me because it's not going to work.

Sharlene: All right. That's not what I mean at all. I really want you home.

Josie: Well, it's too late.

Sharlene: No, donít say that.

Josie: It is.

Sharlene: Well, I -- I didnít expect you to come home right now anyway, so --

Josie: Good.

Sharlene: I brought you some things. Uh --

Josie: What?

Sharlene: Well, I got you some preserves, of course, and some bread. I brought you some bread and some homemade cider and --

Josie: Thank you.

Sharlene: And your makeup. You know, you left some of your makeup at home and -- and your walkman and some tapes. I donít know whether I got --

Josie: They're fine.

Sharlene: The ones that you --

Josie: I'm sure they're fine.

Sharlene: Like, but I --

Josie: They're fine.

Sharlene: Mm-hmm. How is school?

Josie: Over.

Sharlene: And did you take your final?

Josie: Yes.

Sharlene: Good. And?

Josie: And I -- I got a b-plus.

Sharlene: You got -- that's good. That's -- that's wonderful. And you -- you didnít think you could do it. I'm proud of you.

Josie: It's no big deal.

Sharlene: Well, it is -- it's to me, it's a big deal.

Josie: Why, because you thought I was too stupid to pass?

Sharlene: Oh, you know better than that, Jos.

Josie: Um -- I really need to get in the shower.

Sharlene: Well, I do -- I have some free time and I -- I thought that maybe while I was here, I -- I could maybe measure for some curtains because, you know, I noticed your lamp --

Josie: Donít.

Sharlene: Could use some -- Josie, it was --

Josie: This isnít a dorm room, mama. You canít just put curtains up and fix it.

Sharlene: Fix what?

Josie: Us.

Sharlene: I guess you're right. Well, I -- Johnís in -- he's waiting downstairs.

Josie: Well, donít keep him waiting.

Sharlene: It's a nice place, Jos.

Sharlene: Jos? Please donít say no.

Josie: You took money. I donít.

Sharlene: This is different and you know it.

Sharlene: Oh, I -- I almost forgot, I -- uh -- I mean, you've had him by your side ever since you were little and I just thought maybe you would've missed him.

Sharlene: You take care of yourself, Jos.

Sharlene: I love you.

[Music plays]

John: Reuben.

Reuben: Yo, what's up, man?

John: I just dropped Sharlene off at the boarding house --

Reuben: Yeah, I saw.

John: And I followed you over here.

Reuben: Why?

John: Because I wanted to thank you for looking after Josie.

Reuben: Well, you know, I didnít do nothing, really.

John: Yeah. Thanks, anyway.

Reuben: I just worry about the girl, you know? And I feel bad about that whole mess with her birth certificate.

John: Her what?

Reuben: Nothing, nothing. Look, I got to go, all right? Later. Yo, lady.

Ronnie: Reuben --

Reuben: How you doing?

Ronnie: Reuben.

Reuben: What's up?

Ronnie: Someone's looking for you.

Reuben: Oh, yeah? Is she cute?

Ronnie: No, no, no --

Reuben: What's she look like?

Ronnie: Come on, come on. I'm not joking, little brother.

Reuben: What's up?

Ronnie: He's right over there. And I donít think he wants to dance.

Reuben: Right.

Ronnie: What's going on?

Reuben: Nothing. Look, I can take care of it.

Ronnie: No, tell me what's --

Reuben: Nothing's going on.

Reuben: What are you doing here, man?

Duke: This is one of my favorite joints. I especially like that lady that sings.

Reuben: Leave my sister alone, all right?

Duke: You know what I'm doing here.

Reuben: I told you I'm going to get that money to you, all right? I just need time. That's all I need.

Matt: Reuben.

Reubenís here

Duke: Donít you play games with me, Reuben. I'll be back. Sorry.

Reuben: What do you want, Matt?

Matt: Nice to see you, too.

Reuben: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Matt: Where's Josie?

Reuben: I donít know. She'll be here. Just chill out, all right?

Matt: Hey, what's going on? Jeez. Reuben? Reuben?

Reuben: Yeah, yeah. You know, I just got a funny feeling tonight just might work out real fine.

Vicky: Well, I just threw a few things together when I heard you were coming over.

Russ: Everything is wonderful, Victoria.

Vicky: Oh, I'm glad -- I mean, thank you.

Russ: That guacamole tastes just like what they serve at Adaís restaurant.

Vicky: Oh.

[Jamie laughs]

Russ: What?

Vicky: It is what they serve at Adaís restaurant.

Russ: Oh!

Jamie: Ada has a great chef.

Vicky: Oh! I feel so ridiculous.

Russ: Oh, donít be silly. Now, you're much too beautiful to even think about cooking anyway.

Vicky: Oh, well, that's just what I was telling Jamie.

Russ: I think you've got the perfect match here.

Jamie: I like to think so.

Vicky: Why, thank you, Dr. Matthews.

Russ: "Russ," please.

Vicky: Russ.

Jamie: You see? I told you he was one of us.

Vicky: Well, yes, you did. Now, I'm going to go check on Steven. I'll leave you two alone and I'll be back.

Jamie: I have never seen her so antsy before.

Russ: You know what strikes me?

Jamie: Hmm?

Russ: I've been trying to place it ever since I met her, and I think I finally have it.

Jamie: What's that? Place what?

Russ: She reminds me so much of Rachel at her age. Maybe that's why I like her so much.

[Blues plays]

Frankie: This is the most fun I've had since I've been here.

Derek: Do you like it here?

Frankie: I love it here. This place is great. I hate those bars that have ferns hanging all over --

Derek: No, no. No, I meant Bay City.

Frankie: Oh. Well, it's ok. I've met some nice people and I've met some not-so-nice people.

Derek: Yeah, it happens.

Frankie: Yeah, and this trial is not exactly my idea of a "welcome to Bay City" party, either.

Derek: It's not going to work.

Frankie: What?

Derek: I know what you're trying to do.

Frankie: What?

Derek: Your innocent act needs a little bit of work.

Frankie: Look, do you know of any good apartments? I mean, I really have to start looking for a place soon.

Derek: Do I look like a real estate agent?

Frankie: Look, you've probably been around, right? I bet you've been up to Love Tower a couple of times.

Derek: Love tower?

Frankie: Somebody told me that's where Felicia Gallant lives.

Derek: She used to.

Frankie: You know, the more I think about this case, the more I think she may not be guilty. I would like to propose a toast.

Derek: To what?

Frankie: To a great night with my new friend.

Singer: Because when you hear me holler yeah you know my love

Stacey: Hello.

Frankie: Ooh. What a coincidence.

Derek: What are you doing here?

Stacey: I came to speak to you.

Derek: Well, have a seat.

Stacey: No -- I thought maybe we would speak privately.

Frankie: Oh, we're just shooting the breeze. Have a drink.

Stacey: Oh, Frankie. What are you doing here?

Frankie: Just checking out Bay City's hot spots.

Stacey: Hmm. Do you ever mind your own business?

Frankie: Whoa. Ooh, lady, you know, I did not convict your friend.

Stacey: She doesn't give a damn about Felicia and I hope you know that.

Derek: Well, I can take care of myself.

Stacey: Ok. Fine.

Derek: And you can use my glass.

Stacey: No, thank you. I think I'll have a wine.

Frankie: I'll get it for you. What do you want, red or white -- uh -- I think I know. I bet the suave is superb.

Man: Now, donít forget what I told you.

Derek: Yeah. I told you I'll be in touch.

Stacey: Who was that?

Derek: A business associate.

Stacey: Well, I know what kind of business goes on here. What are you doing hanging out with a guy like that for?

Derek: Hey, you're really easy with the judgments, aren't you?

Stacey: Well, no. I just figure your time would be better spent trying to help Felicia than hanging out with people like that.

Derek: Donít tell me how to live my life. Nobody tells me what to do. Got it?

[Jazz plays]

Matt: Josie better get here quick. Sheila already invited me home to meet her parents.

Reuben: You got love trouble, man? That ain't nothing like real trouble. You wouldnít even know what real trouble is, would you, Matt?

Matt: What's gotten into you?

Reuben: I just got stuff on my mind, all right?

Zack: I'm allowed to worry about my sister, aren't I?

Ronnie: She's a big girl, Zack, and she's found someone to share her life with. You should be overjoyed.

Zack: She's too young to get married.

Ronnie: How old do you have to be before it's acceptable?

Zack: I donít know -- your age.

Ronnie: I'm not laughing.

Zack: Look, I just --

Jake: Hey --

Ronnie: Hi, Jake.

Jake: Sorry to bother you like this, but I have a legal question for you. Do you mind?

Zack: It sounds serious.

Jake: It is.

Singer: That's why I gotta be

Sheila: This is my favorite song.

Matt: That's what you've said about the last three.

Sheila: Aren't you going to dance with me?

Matt: Oh, well, I -- I canít. It's a swimming accident injury.

Sheila: Well, we could take it real slow. That canít hurt.

Matt: I think I'll sit this one out. Thanks.

Reuben: No, hold -- no, no, no, no, no. We promised this woman a party, right? Well, then let's jam, right? Come on.

Sheila: Do you mind, Matt?

Matt: No, go dance away, yes.

Reuben: Well, come on, then.

Sheila: Let's go.

Singer: Give me my chance I could've been there I started hummin' from the bottom hey all the way to the top

John: Listen, I'm sorry I wasn't out at the truck like I said I would be. I had something I had to do.

Sharlene: It's ok. I needed a little time by myself anyway.

John: You think you got through to her?

Sharlene: Oh. She is so damn bullheaded!

John: Wonder where she gets that from.

Sharlene: I know she's homesick. I know she is.

John: Glad you got to see her.

Sharlene: Me, too. Well, it's -- it's kind of late.

John: Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Sharlene: Are you tired?

John: No.

Sharlene: Would you like some coffee?

John: No. No, thanks.

Sharlene: Well.

John: And I donít want to go home.

Sharlene: I donít want you to go home, either.

Jamie: But there is something I would like to ask you and I hope it's not too personal.

Russ: Well, go right ahead.

Jamie: How did you find out that I -- that I wasn't your son?

Russ: Oh, boy. That is right out of the blue, isnít it?

Jamie: I know it is, I'm sorry.

Russ: No, no. It's perfectly all right. Just took me a little off-guard, that's all. Actually, your mother told me herself.

Jamie: She did?

Russ: Hmm. And if she hadn't, I'm sure it wouldnít be long before I found out anyway.

Jamie: Why do you say that?

Russ: Well, Steve was always hanging around. I'm sure he had his suspicions before the truth actually came out.

Jamie: Well, how did he find out?

Russ: To be honest with you, I have blocked out a lot of the details. But there was a very special bond between you and Steve right from the moment you were born. Looking back on it now, I'm -- it would've been very difficult not to notice.

Jamie: But, Russ, you always treated me like your own son. I mean, you still do.

Russ: Hey, when you first learned to say "daddy," you said it to me. Now, I am never going to forget that. But, yes, Steve was your real father.

Jamie: Did that hurt?

Russ: Oh, yes.

Jamie: I can imagine.

Russ: But, hey, now I have Olivia, and look at you -- you're all grown up, a son of your own.

Jamie: Yeah.

Zack: You could call me at my office and make a real appointment, Jake, any time.

Jake: Well, I'll do that, but I just have one question and maybe by the time I come in, you can have some answers for me.

Zack: Well, I'll do my best.

Jake: I need to know what my rights are to a child that's mine.

Zack: I hear a "but" there.

Jake: But the mother of the child is not my wife.

Matt: Hey, hey, hey. Remember when we went to the store, I bought the ring for Josie?

Jesse: Hmm. How could I forget that? You were a nervous wreck that day.

Matt: Ok, ok, right, I was. I wanted everything to be perfect and not once did I doubt my feelings for her. How can she doubt her feelings for me overnight?

Jesse: Well, I -- look, I'm a wiz at biology, but I donít know anything about any of that stuff. Personally, Matt, I just think she needs a little time.

Matt: "A little time. Give her a little time, Matt? Give her a little space, Matt." No. She needs me, Jesse. That's what she needs.

Jesse: Well, she'll realize that, man. Just take it easy. It'll happen.

Matt: Well, I feel helpless. She's going through this alone. This was not the way it was supposed to be.

Singer: Heaven saves a place for fallen angels I need someone to take me home again stay the night baby, say you love me stay and love me stay the night stay the night I need you to need me say you need me stay the night

Singer: I'm waiting for the telephone to cry if you stay and love me till the morning maybe we wonít ever say goodbye

Singers: Stay the night baby, say you love me stay and love me to help prevent a heart attack,

Matt: Bravo, bravo.

Jesse: See you later, man.

Matt: Right. Oh.

Sheila: Your friend's a great dancer, but I wish I was dancing with you.

Matt: Sheila, I have a confession to make. I know I'm not very good company, especially tonight. Um -- there's this other girl.

Sheila: Isnít there always?

Matt: I thought a night out on the town would cheer me up, but I feel worse.

Sheila: What a waste. Oh, no.

Matt: What's wrong?

Sheila: My bracelet's gone.

Matt: Well, you must have dropped it on the dance floor.

Sheila: Matt, my father got it for me. It's really expensive.

Matt: Ok, ok, I'll help you look for it. Donít worry about it. We'll find it. It has to be here somewhere. They just donít disappear, you know?

Singer: Sail on

Frankie: Party's over, huh?

Derek: Guess so.

Singer: Sail on

Frankie: Well, I had a good time. How about you, Stace?

Stacey: I have to go -- yep. Ahem.

Derek: Look, I'll walk you to your car.

Stacey: No, no, no. Do not bother.

Frankie: Well, I probably should hail a cab. I shouldnít be driving after drinking this much. You want to walk me, Derek?

Derek: Sure. I'll get the cab.

Frankie: Great. Gorgeous, isnít he?

Stacey: What?

Frankie: Donít tell me you haven't noticed.

Stacey: No. I hadnít.

Frankie: I've read about women like you. I used to think it was a myth. Lighten up, Stacey. Life's too short to be so uptight.

Singer: Sail on sail on, my little honeybee sail on

Jamie: Just going to bounce some sound waves around in there, that's all. It's kind of like sonar for people. No x-rays or anything like that.

Vicky: Yeah. Dr. Peterson explained the whole thing.

Jamie: Then why the nerves?

Vicky: You know, this may not happen on schedule? First babies are often late. Oh.

Jamie: Oh, hi, Jake.

Vicky: Jake just stopped by --

Jake: It's ok. I'm leaving now.

Jamie: Vicky --

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: And Jake. What are you two doing here?

Jamie: Ahem. Dr. Peterson. Hi, it's Jamie Frame. Yeah, I'm sorry to bother you at home. I need to talk to you -- as soon as possible.

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