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Another World Transcript Tuesday 5/17/05

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Vicky: Oh, hey! Where is he?

Jamie: He's inside with the nurse. She's applying an elastic bandage.

Vicky: There's no broken bones?

Jamie: No, everything's fine. I saw the X-rays myself.

Vicky: Oh, thank God.

Jamie: Just a small sprain, that's all.

Vicky: You donít know how relieved I am. Thank you so much. You know what I'm going to do for him?

Jamie: Hmm?

Vicky: I'm going to take him to the biggest toy store in the world and buy the whole place out! And we're going to get maybe some dolls and some toys and --

Donna: How badly is he hurt? How is he?

Jamie: He's fine.

Donna: What happened? Why weren't you watching him?

Eric: Pleasure.

Derek: Yeah.

Stacey: Yeah. Well, how about some wine? Let's have some wine.

Eric: All right.

Stacey: No?

Derek: I donít like wine.

Stacey: Oh, ok. Well, then, just two glasses, I guess. Yeah.

Eric: So, are you an old friend of Staceyís?

Derek: No.

Eric: Well, me, too. I -- I just met her myself. Do you live near here?

Derek: No.

Eric: Oh, just stopped by for a little chat, huh?

Derek: What?

Stacey: Uh -- ahem -- I'm afraid this hasn't had much time to breathe.

Eric: Oh, thank you.

Stacey: Yeah.

Derek: I should go.

Stacey: Why? You just got here.

Derek: You're on a date.

Stacey: Derek, wait.

Felicia: No, no. None of this is true.

Lucas: It is true. It is true.

Felicia: No, it is not! Our baby never lived, Lucas.

Lucas: It's true, Fanny. I held our baby in my arms.

Felicia: What are you talking about?

Lucas: She was a beautiful, healthy baby.

Felicia: You held her?

Lucas: Who told you she died?

Felicia: Everyone. Everyone told me that. I had a daughter? My God! Then what has happened to her?

Frankie: Yeah, well, I just wanted to double-check with you because it has to be absolutely perfect. Yeah, it's for my aunt. I know. Wonít it be fun? Yeah. Yeah, right. Right, I've got all of that. How many? Ok, hold on, let me check. Ok, go on. Yeah, I whip them? Right. And I add more later if I want them. Ok. Ok, and how long do I let it -- right. Right, ok. Ok, sweetie. Yeah, thank you so much. Love you, too. Bye-bye, rainbow. Ok.

Frankie: Great.

Sharlene: Well, all I can say is it was a good thing you were there.

John: I didnít do anything.

Sharlene: You calmed him down.

John: Oh, come on. Now, anybody could've done that.

Sharlene: But you were a natural. Did you see the look on Mikeyís face when you checked his arm? He trusted you.

John: Come on. Is there anything good in here?

Sharlene: Look at me.

John: What?

Sharlene: You are going to make a wonderful doctor.

John: Yeah, yeah, right. I canít even chop broccoli without cutting myself.

Sharlene: Look, that was my fault.

John: What, your fault? How is it your fault?

Sharlene: Because I pressured you.

John: Well, listen, if I canít take that kind of pressure --

Sharlene: Well, you're not used to that kind of pressure.

John: Yeah, well, you're right, I'm not. And you're also not used to a grouchy, self-centered, sleep-deprived intern.

Sharlene: Not to mention a grouchy, self-centered, sleep-deprived resident.

John: You think you can handle it?

Sharlene: Sure, I can. I'm just going to be grouchy right back.

John: Well, that'll be fun.

Sharlene: It's true. And then we're going to realize that you're just tired and that I'm just missing you because you're so busy at the hospital.

John: Yeah?

Sharlene: Mm-hmm. So then we'll kiss and make up.

John: Oh. I like that part.

Sharlene: Want to practice?

John: Why not.

Sharlene: You see how easy that's going to be?

John: Yeah, yeah, I'm beginning to see. I mean, who could be grouchy after one of those?

Sharlene: Or two.

John: Or three.

Sharlene: Four. What's that noise?

John: That's my stomach growling.

Sharlene: You sure that wasn't my stomach?

John: No, it was my stomach. We didnít have any dinner, did we?

Sharlene: Oh. Oh. It's a little late for fried chicken, isnít it?

John: What's this stuff?

Sharlene: I donít know.

John: Ooh, it smells.

[Frankie screams]

Frankie: Whoa! Donít touch that!

John: What? What?

Frankie: Cover it up! Cover it up!

Sharlene: Frankie, what is it? What is it?

John: You cover it up. What is it? What is this?

Frankie: Oh, it's beer and egg yolks and tapioca and vinegar.

John: Oh, it sounds wonderful. What do you use for a chaser?

Frankie: It's for your hair.

John: My hair?

Frankie: You smush it through, you leave it on for 10 minutes --

Sharlene: You smush it through.

John: Smush it through.

Frankie: And it gives incredible body.

John: That's good.

Frankie: Donít touch those.

John: Why not?

Frankie: Those are for my mask!

John: I'm hungry.

Frankie: You need bananas, avocado, and onion soup mix. Ooh, we do have onion soup mix, right?

Sharlene: Frankie, what's going on?

Frankie: It is makeover night, my dear, and you're home just in time.

Sharlene: Makeover? Makeover night?

Frankie: Uh-huh, yeah. And you are about to be transformed.

Sharlene: Aha.

Frankie: Yeah.

Stacey: Hey, will you excuse me for one second?

Eric: Sure.

Stacey: Thanks. Derek, what are you doing?

Derek: Going.

Stacey: Why? Is it because of Eric? I just made this date with him this morning.

Derek: It's ok.

Stacey: If I had known you were coming over, I might not --

Derek: You donít owe me an explanation. You donít owe me anything.

Stacey: I know that. I was just trying --

Derek: Have a good time.

Stacey: So, how's the wine?

Eric: Oh, it's good.

Stacey: Yeah?

Eric: Excellent, as a matter of fact.

Stacey: Good. I didnít know he was going to come by.

Eric: Interesting man.

Stacey: He's actually very nice.

Eric: Unusual.

Stacey: Yeah. Yeah, that's one way you could put it.

Eric: What does he do?

Stacey: "Do"?

Eric: His work.

Stacey: Well, he sort of freelances.

Eric: Oh, I see.

Stacey: Yeah. He actually was a key witness in Felicia Gallant's trial.

Eric: Really?

Stacey: Mm-hmm. Well, that's how I got to know him.

Eric: At the trial?

Stacey: Yeah. He -- it took him a little while to actually come forward.

Eric: I can see why. He certainly isnít very talkative.

Stacey: Yeah. He was reluctant to testify.

Eric: You know, I really didnít follow that trial in great detail.

Stacey: Well, it's just as well. It's over with now anyway. Do you -- I guess you have enough wine there.

Eric: Yeah, yeah. You go ahead. Look, I -- I hope I didnít interrupt anything important.

Stacey: I'm going to put some ice in this. No, not really. Gosh, he just came by for some business left over from the trial.

Eric: He seemed rather uneasy that I was here.

Stacey: Oh, no! No, not at all. Like I said, it was just business left over. That's all it was.

Lucas: You never saw the baby, never?

Mitch: She said she didnít.

Lucas: Then why did I?

Felicia: I donít know.

Lucas: I'm hearing that I saw the baby and her own mother didnít.

Mitch: That's what she told you.

Felicia: Mitch, it's all right, really.

Mitch: It's not ok. If he's going to come in here and upset you, then he's going to have to go.

Felicia: No, it is ok. Just -- just one minute. I never held the baby in my arms because I was unconscious.

Lucas: The whole time?

Felicia: Yes. They gave me something called twilight sleep.

Lucas: Some twilight.

Felicia: Yeah. And when I woke up, Abigail was standing there, and she told me.

Lucas: What did Abigail say?

Felicia: She said that it was the will of God that my daughter be taken away from me.

Mitch: Those were her words?

Felicia: Those were exact words. I'll never forget them.

Lucas: Did anyone else say anything besides Abigail?

Felicia: There was a doctor in the room. He didnít say anything. He looked a little nervous, but because he didnít say anything, I just assumed that it meant the baby was dead.

Lucas: This is crazy. They let you think the baby was dead?

Felicia: You -- you held her? You held a baby?

Lucas: I held our baby.

Mitch: Then if you did, why didnít you stick around long enough to let her know?

Felicia: No, no, Mitch, it isnít like that. It really isnít. You see, Abigail told Lucas that I didnít want to see him anymore.

Lucas: I saw her with you, Fanny. That's why I left. I saw her, in my mind's eye, growing up to be a beautiful young lady. That's when I heard about Lisa.

Mitch: What about Lisa?

Felicia: No, no, it wasn't Lisa. It isnít. Can I ask you one thing?

Lucas: Anything.

Felicia: You held a baby. You're sure that it was our baby? You're absolutely sure about that?

Lucas: Yes, yes. Like I told you, I was hanging around trying to find out about you. I was standing by the nursery when a nurse came in with -- with a little bundle. It was crying to beat the band. This little fist was sticking up in the air. It had a bracelet on it. You know, those hospital things? It said "Grady."

Felicia: Oh, my God.

Lucas: I said, "Let me hold that baby. She's my baby." I guess I surprised them. She was beautiful.

Felicia: My child's alive. What the hell did Abigail do with her?

Mitch: It's ok. There must be a record somewhere.

Felicia: And what if they're destroyed?

Mitch: If they haven't, then we'll find her.

Felicia: I have a daughter. I have a daughter.

Mitch: Look, we can get on this first thing tomorrow.

Lucas: You can start tomorrow. I'm starting right now.

Felicia: Lucas! You'll stay in Bay City, wonít you?

Lucas: Until I find our daughter. And I'll find her. I promise you that.

Vicky: It was just an accident.

Donna: Why weren't you watching him?

Vicky: He was on his bike and he rode into the other room!

Donna: Well, why didnít you follow him?

Jamie: Donna, it's only a sprain.

Donna: Only a sprain?

Jamie: Well, come on, kids fall down and they get hurt. Vicky had him treated.

Donna: Of course she had him treated, and I donít mean to fly off the handle like this --

Vicky: No, it's ok.

Donna: But you can imagine how I felt.

Vicky: I would --

Donna: If I'd have known that he was in the emergency room --

Vicky: I would've been the same way with Steven. I understand.

Donna: Is he all right now? Can I go in and see him?

Jamie: Let me check.

Donna: Well, thank you.

Vicky: I'm sorry.

Donna: I appreciate it. But things seem a little bit better with Jamie, am I right? Hmm?

Vicky: Well --

Jamie: Yes, you can see him now.

Donna: Jamie, thank you for everything.

Jamie: You've very welcome.

Donna: Bye. Michael!

Vicky: You know, she usually doesn't come down on me like that. She was just upset.

Jamie: I'm sure, yeah.

Vicky: Thanks for standing up for me.

Jamie: I only said what was true.

Vicky: You know, I was just so afraid once I heard that crash of the bike that -- that something drastic has happened and -- well, I'm just glad it's only a sprain.

Jamie: Yeah.

Vicky: I love him a lot.

Jamie: I know you do.

Vicky: He reminds me of what Stevenís going to be like in a couple of years. Can you imagine all the things he's going to be --

Jamie: What?

Vicky: Uh, nothing. You look tired. I hope you're getting enough rest.

Jamie: I'm fine. We just had an emergency last night. Things got pretty hectic around here.

Vicky: Oh.

Nurse: Dr. Frame? Paramedics just radioed in.

Jamie: What is it?

Nurse: Car accident. Two fatalities, two critical.

Jamie: Excuse me. What kind of injuries?

Nurse: Number one on the list is a possible skull fracture, internal hemorrhaging.

Jamie: All right, call Dr. Anderson. I want him on this, too.

Michael: Donna? Honey?

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Yeah? Iris.

Iris: Hi, Michael. I'm sorry to disturb you, but the hospital board sent these over. They need our signatures for the amended budget.

Michael: I didnít know there was an amended budget.

Iris: Well, it's only a minor change. They've indicated them.

Michael: Well, it'll take me a little bit to -- to look these over.

Iris: Well, fine. Well, why donít you call me when they're ready, and I'll arrange for a messenger to pick them up.

Michael: No, no, no, really, it'll just take a couple of minutes. Come on in. I'll finish this off and give them right back to you. Huh.

Iris: I haven't had a chance to tell you how sorry I am about Nicole.

Michael: Well, thank you.

Iris: Uh, I didnít realize that Jason had been harassing her, too.

Michael: Well, none of us knew. It was a terrible shock.

Iris: I'm sure it was.

Michael: But I think that -- well, we're all relieved. I know that Nicole is relieved that the truth is out.

Iris: It's been a pretty harrowing time for all of us.

Michael: Yeah. So how are things at "Sophisticate"?

Iris: They're good. In fact, they're better than good. They're great.

Michael: Really?

Iris: Yes, I finally found some wonderful new office space, and the equipment will be moving in any day.

Michael: Oh, it sounds like things are really beginning to roll.

Iris: Yes. Wonít be long at all.

Michael: That's very exciting, Iris.

Iris: Well, what's exciting is that I'm talking to this consultant.

Michael: A consultant?

Iris: Mm-hmm. I'm thinking of hiring him.

Michael: Well, I certainly hope he knows the market.

Iris: He's had a wealth of experience.

Michael: Really? What's his name?

Iris: Lucas.

Michael: Lucas?

Iris: Yes. Do you know him?

Lucas: I'm staying at the tower. Number's on there.

Felicia: I'll be in touch.

Lucas: Donít worry about waking me. I'm up at dawn.

Felicia: I'll call first thing.

Lucas: Good.

Mitch: Let's go sit down. Can I get you something?

Felicia: No. I'm fine. I just want to sit here with you.

Mitch: I'm not going anywhere.

Felicia: I didnít think that you would even be here.

Mitch: Well, I just got back.

Felicia: When did I get released from prison?

Mitch: I think it was this morning, wasn't it?

Felicia: This morning. Feels like a lifetime ago, doesn't it?

Mitch: It's a day I'm not going to forget.

Felicia: I donít know why I did it, Mitch.

Mitch: You didnít do anything.

Felicia: I took Abigailís word. I should've questioned it.

Mitch: Look, unfortunately, there was a doctor that went along with her.

Felicia: I should've known that my -- my baby wasn't dead. I should've sensed it. I should've known Abigail was lying to me.

Mitch: Felicia, look, I donít want to upset you, but do you trust Lucas?

Felicia: There was a time I would've trusted him with my life.

Mitch: That was a long time ago.

Felicia: Yes.

Mitch: People change.

Felicia: What are you getting at?

Mitch: I'm just saying that it's possible that he might be wrong about all this.

Felicia: No.

Mitch: I'm just saying that it's possible.

Felicia: Didnít you hear what he said? I mean, why would he be lying about that? What could he gain from it?

Mitch: I donít know. But I donít want to see you disappointed. I donít want to see you hurt.

Felicia: He's telling the truth.

Mitch: Maybe he is, maybe he's not. Just be cautious. Just go slow.

Felicia: If there's a chance that my daughter is alive -- my God.

Mitch: Felicia, if all of this is true, why did he wait until today to tell you this?

Felicia: I donít -- I donít blame you for having your problems with Lucas.

Mitch: I just donít trust him.

Felicia: I donít think you're -- you're being fair.

Mitch: You know, I just get you back, and then --

[Doorbell rings]

Mitch: No. No, no. Donít answer it. It's been enough for today.

Sharlene: I donít want a new image, Frankie.

John: Is this ham still good?

Sharlene: So you can just forget it, sweetheart.

John: I'll just have a cheese sandwich or something.

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Getting thicker.

John: Where's the mustard?

Frankie: Hey, donít use too much of that. I need it for my mask.

John: Right.

Sharlene: Frankie, I'm not putting that on my hair.

Frankie: Ew! In your hair? Of course not.

Sharlene: Oh. Well, a minute ago I thought you said that you --

Frankie: It goes on your face.

Sharlene: What? What? Frankie, you just said that I was --

Frankie: I lied. You know, I think it needs another egg.

Sharlene: On my face?

Frankie: Uh-huh. The way it tightens your pores --

Sharlene: Frankie --

Frankie: It's incredible. And the glow it's going to give you -- oh, you're just going to look fabulous.

Sharlene: I donít want that on my face.

Frankie: Yeah, two more minutes.

Sharlene: I donít even want that in my house!

John: There's no more cheese?

Sharlene: John, tell her.

John: There's no more cheese.

Sharlene: No, tell her that she is not putting that concoction on my face!

John: Sharlene, I'm not going to get involved in this.

Sharlene: John --

John: Ah, here's the butter.

Sharlene: Frankie --

Frankie: Do you know how much they charge for this in salons?

Sharlene: Big help you are, Hudson. They use this in salons?

Frankie: Yes, they do, but not with the onion soup mix. That's my extra touch.

Sharlene: Oh.

Frankie: Ok, you ready?

Sharlene: No, I'm not ready. Frankie --

Frankie: And after this we are going to go upstairs --

Sharlene: Frankie, no.

Frankie: And rifle through my closet and get you some funky clothes.

Sharlene: Some funky clothes?

Frankie: Yes.

Sharlene: Frankie --

Frankie: No more homespun image for you, my dear.

Sharlene: John, would you help me?

John: Is this all the milk we've got?

Sharlene: Yeah.

Frankie: Went out with flower children.

Sharlene: I canít even take the smell, Frankie. No.

Frankie: A gorgeous woman like you should be making more of her looks.

Sharlene: Frankie --

Frankie: We are going to make a new you!

Sharlene: I donít want -- Frankie -- John, would you help me, please? Thanks for the support!

John: I'm really hungry.

Frankie: Haven't you ever wanted to look like somebody else?

Sharlene: No, Frankie, I donít want to look like the creature from the black lagoon, no.

Frankie: Now, me, I would be a new creature every single day if I could.

Sharlene: No, Frankie!

Frankie: Close your eyes.

Sharlene: No, no -- John! Ugh.

Eric: So the man who delivered your groceries was a reporter?

Stacey: Yes. He was wearing this really fancy watch, so I thought something is up. It wasn't till he showed up the third week, and it was the same guy, that I finally figured it out. Duh.

Eric: What did you do?

Stacey: Well, I didnít give him a tip, that's for sure.

Eric: I donít see how you could stand it.

Stacey: Oh, I'll tell you, I was in the background, luckily -- most of the time anyway.

Eric: Yeah. It's so hard when your professional life crosses over into your personal life. I know.

Stacey: Yeah, that's true. I guess if a -- if a couple really wants to have a baby and you can help them, they must become really dependent on you.

Eric: Well, you try to keep a certain distance, but sometimes you get involved in spite of yourself.

Stacey: Yeah, I know what you mean.

Eric: It's very hard.

Stacey: It's like if you have a really intense experience with someone, a bond kind of starts to form.

Eric: Whether you want it to or not.

Stacey: Right.

Eric: Yeah. Look, I donít know about you, but I am starved.

Stacey: Oh, I've been eating these a mile a minute.

Eric: Look, I know we suggested Mexican food, but have you ever been to a place called the Down East?

Stacey: Down East? No, I havenít.

Eric: You know, if you had you'd remember it. They have Maine lobsters at least starting at six pounds --

Stacey: Mmm.

Eric: With claws as big as your fist.

[Pager beeps]

Stacey: Oh --

Eric: And beepers. Every lobster has its own beeper.

Stacey: Phone is right over there.

Eric: Thank you. Hello, it's Dr. Janssen. You beeped? Ok. I'm on my way. Uh, Stacey?

Stacey: Oh, it's all right. No need to explain.

Eric: No, one of my high-risk patients is going into labor.

Stacey: Well, you better step on it, Dr. Janssen.

Eric: I'm really sorry.

Stacey: I am, too. I had a really good time talking to you.

Eric: Could I have a rain check? You wonít believe those lobsters.

Stacey: Call me.

Eric: I will. I definitely will. Good night.

Stacey: Bye-bye.

Stacey: What are you doing, Stacey?

Felicia: Derek. Hi.

Derek: I didnít think you were home. I didnít --

Felicia: Yeah, we are. Come on in.

Derek: Just for a minute.

Felicia: Mitch, look who's here.

Mitch: You're back.

Derek: Yeah. Hi.

Felicia: Back? What, you were here before?

Mitch: Well, Derek gave me the news about your homecoming.

Felicia: Always to the rescue, huh? Listen, can I get you something?

Derek: Nothing, thanks.

Mitch: So I guess we owe you one.

Derek: You donít owe me anything. As long as Fanny's ok, that's all that counts.

Felicia: Are you sure I canít get you something? I mean, we have all this champagne, and we wouldnít have it, we wouldnít even be celebrating if it weren't for you.

Derek: No, all I'm here for is to tell you something. Um --

Felicia: What?

Derek: I donít think I'm going to be in Bay City much longer.

Iris: Michael, do you know Lucas?

Michael: No, Iris, really, only what I've read in the papers.

Iris: That's funny. From your reaction, I thought that maybe --

Michael: No, there's just been a lot of ink about him, that's all.

Iris: Well, so, tell me about him.

Michael: I donít know. He's very successful.

Iris: Did he inherit his wealth?

Michael: No. As a matter of fact, I think I heard that he made it all himself. He's a self-made man.

Iris: Just like you, huh?

Michael: I donít think he's a thing like me.

Iris: Well, how did he acquire this fortune?

Michael: Iris, you know as well as I do -- he's in advertising, he has offices all over the world, and from what I understand, he's -- well, there's no one more knowledgeable internationally than he.

Iris: Well, that's why I contacted him.

Michael: He also dabbles.

Iris: Dabbles in what?

Michael: Anything to make a buck.

Iris: You mean like an entrepreneur?

Michael: To put it kindly.

Iris: Well, I didnít think he was, you know, orthodox.

Michael: What do you mean?

Iris: It's just a feeling I got when I met him.

Michael: You met him?

Iris: Mm-hmm. He's a very fascinating man.

Michael: What do you mean?

Iris: Well, I mean, he dresses like a playboy, he commands like a general, and he speaks like a hit man.

Michael: Well, that's -- that's very descriptive.

Iris: Well, I'm not sure if my descriptions do him justice. I just couldn't sort of figure him out.

Michael: What did he want?

Iris: I was the one who wanted.

Michael: No, no. What I meant was -- well, you know, guys like that always have an angle, right? I think a more appropriate question would be, how did you get through to him? How did you find him?

Iris: Well, I donít know. He heard of me, and I guess I heard of him through -- yeah, I heard of him through -- I canít remember.

Michael: So you heard about him through somebody else, though? His name was brought up to you?

Iris: Yes, that's right.

Michael: I see. But you haven't hired him yet?

Iris: No. It's just a sort of a look-see to size each other up, buy I'm thinking of hiring him. He's extremely creative.

Michael: I'm sure he is. Iris, be careful. You never know what you're getting into.

Iris: Michael Hudson, if I didnít know you better, I'd think you were jealous.

Michael: Hey, hey.

Donna: Well, Iris, what a surprise.

Iris: Well, hello, Donna.

Michael: Hey, hey, hey, what happened there?

Donna: Oh, he's all right. He fell off his tricycle, but be careful of his elbow.

Michael: Ooh.

Iris: Oh, poor little boy.

Michael: Well, have you had this looked at?

Donna: Yes, I have. It's just a sprain, though. We just came from the hospital, but he's -- he's all right. He'll be fine.

Iris: Oh, I'm so glad.

Donna: I hope we're not interrupting anything.

Iris: No, not at all. I just had some papers to deliver to Michael from the hospital, and now I'm on my way out.

Donna: Donít rush off on my account.

Iris: I wouldnít do that, Donna. I was just saying to Michael how very sorry I was to hear about Nicole. It really is terrible.

Donna: Oh, thank you, but she'll be all right.

Iris: I'm sure. If there's anything I can do --

Donna: No, there's not.

Iris: Well, you be careful with that bicycle, now. Thanks for your time, Michael.

Michael: Sure. Bye, Iris. Say, "bye, Iris." So -- fell off his bike, huh?

Donna: Yes, he did. He was riding it in the house.

Michael: Ooh, Donna.

Donna: Oh, this has been a horrid day. Victoria came over here and she was miserable, and Nicole has lapsed into a very deep depression. And then I came home and I had a note that Michael had fallen off his tricycle and I had to pick him up at the hospital, and then I came back --

Michael: And Iris was here. Yeah, mm-hmm.

Donna: Yes, that really made my day.

Michael: Donna, I am sorry about that.

Donna: It's all right, really. I have a lot more things to worry about than Iris at this point.

Michael: Come here. I want you to know that I love you both more than anything else in the whole wide world.

Derek: Thought I had it all figured out.

Felicia: To stay in Bay City?

Derek: Yeah. I even made a promise to -- to someone. Promised I'd stay.

Felicia: What happened?

Derek: Well, ever since I said that, it's like the walls are kind of coming in around me.

Felicia: But you've made some nice, new friends here, haven't you?

Derek: I like to keep moving, you know?

Felicia: No, I'm afraid I donít know. Where -- where do you plan to go?

Derek: Anywhere.

Felicia: Honey, you know, Bay City is a terrific place.

Derek: For you, not for me.

Felicia: Why not? Give me one good reason. One good reason, not this business about "I have to keep moving on."

Mitch: Why donít you stay?

Felicia: Come on. Think about it, please. You know, we really haven't had a chance to talk, get to know each other again the way we used to.

Derek: You have your own life.

Felicia: It could certainly include you.

Derek: You know, this is not my world.

Felicia: We both did come from Gold Street, you know.

Derek: Yeah, but you got out and moved up, and I'm still in the street.

Felicia: Anywhere I am -- anywhere -- you will always be welcome.

[Phone rings]

Felicia: Excuse me. Hello?

Stacey: Felicia, you're home!

Felicia: Hi, Stacey. I'm home.

Stacey: Oh, I'm so glad. Listen, I'm not going to keep you. I just wanted to make sure that you got home all right.

Felicia: Well, I did, and I canít tell you what a great feeling it is.

Stacey: Oh, I'll bet.

Felicia: Listen, have you seen the apartment? I mean, Mitch completely had the place redone.

Stacey: It looks amazing!

Felicia: Yeah, it does. It does.

Stacey: It's really beautiful.

Felicia: Yeah, he's -- he's here with me.

Stacey: Oh, Mitch is there? Ok, listen, then I'm definitely hanging up.

Felicia: No, no, no. Derek's here, too.

Stacey: Derek?

Felicia: Yeah. Yeah, I'm glad he came by. Gave me a chance to thank him again.

Stacey: Uh, listen, Felicia, could I speak to him for a minute?

Felicia: Oh, sure. Yeah, let me get him. Hold on. Derek? Stacey wants to talk to you.

Derek: She does?

Felicia: Yeah. That's what she said.

Derek: Hello?

Stacey: Um, hi. I was wondering if you still wanted to go for that walk.

Frankie: Ok, I've got two dresses here. Which one do you like best?

Sharlene: I canít talk, Frankie.

Frankie: Oh, yeah, right. Well, you know what? I think I prefer this one. It's got more colors in it. It'll look real pretty on you.

[Bell rings]

Frankie: Ooh! Oh --

Sharlene: What is it?

Frankie: It's time.

Sharlene: No, what is it?

[Music plays]

Frankie: Time for the butterfly to come out of the cocoon. You ready?

Sharlene: No -- oh.

Frankie: Here we go.

Sharlene: Ooh. Mm-hmm.

Frankie: Oh, Sharlene --

Singer: I heat up I canít cool down you got me spinnin' 'round and 'round 'round and 'round and 'round it goes where it stops nobody knows every time you call my name I heat up like a burnin' flame burnin' flame full of desire kiss me, baby let the fire get higher

Singers: Abra-abracadabra I want to reach out and grab ya abra-abracadabra abracadabra

Singer: You make me hot you make me sigh you make me laugh you make me cry

Frankie: You look wonderful. What do you think?

Sharlene: I -- I donít know. Oh, Frankie --

Frankie: John?

Sharlene: No, no, Frankie, donít get him yet. Donít. This is nothing.

John: Hi.

Singers: Abra-abracadabra abracadabra

Frankie: Well?

John: It's fine.

Frankie: That's it?

John: You -- you look good.

Frankie: See?

John: But you -- you've always looked good. You're a beautiful woman.

Frankie: Oh, but she looks so sexy! Doesn't she?

Sharlene: Frankie.

Frankie: Well, what's wrong with that?

John: No, nothing, nothing. There's nothing wrong with that.

Sharlene: No, there's nothing -- there's nothing wrong with it.

John: But it's -- you always look sexy.

Sharlene: I do?

John: Yeah. Yeah, you do, but, I mean, it's got nothing to do with the way you wear your hair or the outfit that you're wearing. It's just you. It's the way you look at me, the way you smile. It's the way you make me feel.

Sharlene: See?

John: But I do -- I -- I like it.

Michael: Well, Nicole is resting.

Donna: Oh, good. Finally.

Michael: And Mikey is out like a light.

Donna: I was afraid he was going to have trouble with that bandage on his little elbow. Poor baby.

Michael: Uh-uh. I didnít even get to finish "green eggs and ham." You know, you surprised me.

Donna: I did? What did I do?

Michael: It's more like what you didnít do.

Donna: Oh. Iris.

Michael: Yeah. You kept your word. You didnít make a federal case out of it.

Donna: Yes, I'm truly amazing, aren't I?

Michael: You truly are. Not to mention the fact that it makes it a lot easier on me.

Donna: Well, it certainly should, since she seems to make it a point of dropping by here at least five times a week.

Michael: Donna Hudson --

Donna: It's all right. I know you love me. I'm not jealous.

Michael: You're right, I do, more than anybody else in the whole world.

Donna: I'm beginning to be very grateful for the fact that I have a man that cares about me, and a wonderful family.

Michael: Good for you. Speaking of family -- you want to tell me what's going on with Victoria?

Donna: What about her?

Michael: You've mentioned that she has some problem.

Donna: I just meant that -- that with a new husband and a new baby, she's under a lot of stress.

Michael: Donna, Donna, come on. What aren't you telling me?

Donna: Nothing.

Michael: Donna, look, I'm going to find out. You know that. I'm going to find out.

Donna: Michael, everything is fine. Or it will be fine.

Michael: Hudson, tell me.

Donna: Michael, it's -- everything is all right. If Victoria and Jamie get through the next few months, they'll be home free.

Jamie: So everyone understands the man has to remain immobilized?

Nurse: You donít think he'll need surgery?

Jamie: No, it's doubtful, but I think we should try to reduce the edema, ok?

Nurse: Yes, doctor.

Jamieís voice: I actually believed that you were in love with me.

Vickyís voice: I was.

Jamie: No.

Vicky: I am. Every lie I told was because I loved you, Jamie!

Jamie: No. You're not capable of love. You went after me. You wanted me to make love to you. You wanted to trap me with a baby that wasn't even mine.

Vicky: That's not true!

Jamie: We never had a marriage. We just had an illusion. And now, honey, we donít even have that.

Vicky: Jamie --

Jamie: It's over, Vicky.

Vicky: No.

Jamie: Over.

Vicky: No. No, Jamie, no!

Jamie: Call Dr. Anderson to get on that right away, please?

Nurse: Yes, doctor.

Jamie: Thank you.

Vicky: Hi.

Jamie: Hi. What are you doing back here?

Vicky: Well, I knew you were going to be working late, so I brought you some dinner.

Jamie: Thank you.

Vicky: You're welcome. See you later.

Jamie: Wait. Uh, have you heard how Nicole is doing?

Vicky: Yeah, she's staying with Michael and Donna. We'll take care of her.

Jamie: I'm sure you will.

Vicky: You know, I canít really judge her. I kind of understand what she's going through. You know, she was afraid of losing someone she loves, so she made a stupid mistake.

Jamie: But she lost in the end anyway.

Vicky: Enjoy your dinner.

Jamie: Thanks for bringing it.

Stacey: Oh, my gosh. It's incredible out. Wow, it's so clear.

Derek: You know, I spent a couple of summers in northern Ontario, and up there it's like you can just reach out and grab a handful of stars.

Stacey: What were you doing up there?

Derek: Nothing much. Seeing what it was like. You can breathe up there. Nobody bothers you.

Stacey: Do people here bother you?

Derek: What happened to your doctor friend?

Stacey: Oh, he had to go deliver a baby.

Derek: That's what you get for dating doctors.

Stacey: Yeah, I guess so. So you didnít answer my question.

Derek: About what?

Stacey: About people bothering you. Do they?

Derek: No.

Stacey: Good. I wonder if Felicia is as happy as she seems.

Derek: Yeah, she looked tired, but I think she was pretty happy. It was good to see her at home again with her husband.

Stacey: Yeah, Mitch is a good man.

Derek: You know, a little while ago, I was thinking of packing my bags.

Stacey: Leaving Bay City? We had already talked about that.

Derek: Yeah, I know. I guess I got cold feet.

Stacey: Well, what are you going to do?

Derek: Well, I talked to Felicia.

Stacey: Yeah?

Derek: And I'm going to stick around here for a while, just like I said I would. I'm going to stay with my friends.

Stacey: I'm glad.

Derek: Are you hungry?

Stacey: Oh, boy, starved.

Derek: Well, I know a place. It's kind of a dive, but they've got great pizza and cheap, cold beer on tap -- I mean, if you like that sort of thing.

Stacey: Well -- lead the way, please.

Derek: Ok.

Stacey: More than starved.

Derek: Yeah.

Mitch: The door gets locked until tomorrow --

Felicia: Got it.

Mitch: So there'll be no more interruptions. The phone is coming off the hook.

Felicia: Oh, but what if somebody tries to call?

Mitch: And no more what-ifs. The phone is off the hook.

Felicia: Boy, you're so stern, aren't you?

Mitch: No more interruptions tonight.

Felicia: You're right. Tonight is for just us. I have so many things I want to tell you.

Mitch: Like what?

Felicia: Well, Derek and Noah -- I want you to know the whole story from the very beginning -- and Cass and Nicole --

Mitch: Felicia --

Felicia: And how I heard from Lucas to begin with.

Mitch: Felicia --

Felicia: What?

Mitch: I want to hear about it, but not now. Because now is for us.

Michael: Lucas has surfaced. In Bay City.

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