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Jake: No, not a divorce.

Marley: Jake --

Jake: Listen, I know we've --

Marley: Jake, donít!

Jake: But we can work through this, Marley.

Marley: You cannot talk me out of this!

Jake: Listen, honey, the hard times are over, donít you think?

Marley: No.

Jake: You canít throw all this away. You have to trust me on this.

Marley: I am tired of picking up after you and Vicky. I am not going to do it anymore. My attorney will contact you, Jake.

Rachel: Yes, Zack. Today, if it's convenient. Well, because I'm going away. Yeah, I donít have the piece insured yet. I'm a little worried about -- yeah, ok, I'll hold. No. This evening is fine. Yeah. Yeah, I agree with you. I donít want anything to happen to the red swan.

Caroline: This is all stolen art. How could you, of all people, expect me to get involved in something like this? I mean, talk about hot. And this piece was stolen two weeks ago. Did you do it? Well, are you going to offer me some sort of an explanation?

Evan: That funny?

Amanda: Uh-huh.

Evan: Nice race.

Amanda: You couldn't catch me.

Evan: Well, you gave yourself a lap head start.

Amanda: I just decided I'd give you a challenge.

Evan: You just wanted to win, didnít you?

Amanda: Yeah, well, I'm sorry. It's a compulsion.

Evan: I've noticed.

Amanda: It's your fault, you know.

Evan: My fault?

Amanda: Yes. It seems like whenever I'm with you, winning becomes the most important thing in the world. Everything else just seems to slide away.

Jake: You canít do this, Marley, not now. We've come this far.

Marley: "This far"?

Jake: We're married. We have a future. I love you.

Marley: I shouldnít have gotten back with you last summer, Jake.

Jake: Marley, this thing with Vicky is over.

Marley: Our problems are between us.

Jake: It happened one time! I thought I was never going to see you again!

Marley: Jake, you are not listening to me! It is not just the fact that you were unfaithful. We just weren't meant to be.

Jake: Marley, listen to me. We can work this out.

Marley: When we got married, we were young and we had a lot of dreams.

Jake: We can still have those dreams.

Marley: And what we ignored was the fact that we are two very different people.

Jake: What? Because of money? What?

Marley: No. Maybe trying to have a child was us trying to hold our marriage together.

Jake: Donít talk like that. You're my wife. I love you.

Marley: Jake, I donít know who I am anymore.

Jake: What is that supposed to mean?

Marley: I know who I used to be. I was your wife, Vickyís sister, the one in the middle, the good one, always willing to forgive and forget! But that's over now, Jake!

Jake: Donít say that!

Marley: I am going to find out who I really am now.

Jake: Marley, listen to me. Come home. This will be all right and we'll work this out, ok?

Marley: No, Jake.

Donna: Hi, darling. Is everything all right?

Marley: I was just trying to explain to Jake --

Donna: Explain what?

Marley: Why I'm leaving tonight.

Vicky: My attorney told me you wanted to talk to me.

Stacey: You can change your mind, if you like.

Vicky: I donít like any of this.

Stacey: Well, usually there aren't too many happy people at a custody hearing. Let's get started.

Vicky: Oh, this is just like Jamie, having his ex-fiancťe do all his dirty work for him.

Stacey: Firstly, it's not dirty work. It's a gathering of information.

Vicky: Oh.

Stacey: And, secondly, it's a professional matter.

Vicky: Oh, really? I didnít realize that taking someone's child away from them was a professional thing to do.

Stacey: A father has rights.

Vicky: Yes, well, once he meets up with my lawyer in the courtroom, he'll rethink his rights.

Stacey: We'll see.

Vicky: I love it. Ms. Cool -- "we'll see." Stacey, have you checked out Kenneth Martin's track record?

Stacey: Yes, I'm aware of it, but I wouldnít count too heavily on it if I were you.

Vicky: Why is that?

Stacey: Because the court case has been moved up to next week.

Vicky: What are you talking about? My lawyer is going to be out of town next week.

Stacey: Well, then may I suggest you get another attorney?

Vicky: Who made this decision?

Stacey: The judge.

Vicky: When?

Stacey: Well, I got a call this morning. I'm surprised you haven't heard. They're probably trying to contact your attorney first.

Vicky: I donít believe this.

Stacey: You will.

Vicky: You did this, Stacey. You made this happen.

Stacey: As a matter of fact, yes, we did push for an earlier court date.

Vicky: Drive the old Cory steamroller right over Vicky one more time, huh?

Stacey: You let us know one hour before the temporary custody hearings. You set the tone for these proceedings, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, you're incredible. You haven't gotten over Jamie, and now you're trying to show him how you can make him happy, huh?

Stacey: It was Jamieís idea to have this hearing moved up.

Vicky: He thought this up?

Stacey: Yes. Obviously, living with you taught him a thing or two.

Caroline: Michael, this doesn't make sense.

Michael: For now, it's not supposed to.

Caroline: What are you doing with all this artwork?

Michael: I need your help.

Caroline: To do what?

Michael: And I'm willing to make it worth your while.

Caroline: Michael, these pieces are stolen art.

Michael: I'm not asking you to fence stolen art.

Caroline: Well, then, what are you asking?

Michael: As a matter of fact, these pieces aren't really stolen. They're more like borrowed for a while.

Caroline: And this piece came from your apartment.

Michael: Well, that's just my point. I never did like that vase.

Caroline: Oh.

Michael: You want to count it?

Caroline: Are you bribing me?

Michael: Call it an incentive.

Caroline: To do what?

Michael: I want you to offer this stuff to Lucas.

Caroline: Lucas?

Michael: Just to see if he's interested.

Caroline: You're joking.

Michael: What?

Caroline: Oh, nothing. It's -- Michael, the man reads the newspaper, and he's going to know that it's stolen.

Michael: Of course he will.

Caroline: Well, then what?

Michael: See if he makes you an offer.

Rachel: These are pictures I had Mitch take of the piece.

Zack: And Mac sent it to you from Maine?

Rachel: Yeah. It was the last thing he sent me before he died. It means so much to me, I wanted to keep it close by, you know, at the house, but I didnít even think of having it insured.

Zack: Well, we'll have it appraised as soon as possible.

Rachel: Should I call you --

Zack: Well, no --

Rachel: When it's ready to be picked up?

Zack: I'll bring it myself.

Rachel: Oh, you donít have to.

Zack: No, it's ok. Derek, I'll be right with you, ok?

Derek: No problem.

Zack: Look, donít worry about it, Rachel. It'll be safe here until Caroline can give me the figures to give to the insurance company.

Rachel: Ok. Thanks.

Zack: You're welcome.

Rachel: Good to see you again, Zack. Bye-bye.

Zack: So long. Take care.

Rachel: Yeah.

Derek: Is Stacey around?

Zack: No, but she should be back soon. Maybe you can have more luck with her than I did.

Derek: With what?

Zack: Well, the woman is working herself to death. I mean, I canít even get her to stop and eat.

Derek: Doing what? Jamieís case?

Zack: Well, yeah. They moved it up on the court calendar, and -- well, I donít want to go into the details.

Derek: She's really knocking herself out for Jamie, huh?

Zack: Well, yeah. I mean, we sometimes get wrapped up with our clients, especially when the trial dates are set, and -- oh, we kind of just forget about everything else.

Derek: Right. Yeah, she was like that with me when Fanny was on trial.

Derek: Antique.

Zack: Pardon?

Derek: Oh, this piece was done in the late 1880s. You can tell by the wingspread.

Zack: I didnít realize you knew that much about art.

Derek: I read. I like museums. They're quiet.

Zack: Well, it sounds like you've seen this piece before.

Derek: Well, I donít know. I mean, I'm not sure. Probably just in an art book or something.

Zack: Well, this is the last look you'll see of it before it gets appraised.

Derek: Caroline Staffordís doing that?

Zack: Yeah. She's going to be over later. I'm going to notarize her estimate, and then the insurance people wonít have to send their own man over.

Derek: Yeah.

Vicky: Stacey, you were a mother.

Stacey: Yes.

Vicky: I am a mother. I am a good mother. Jamie knows that. Now, what could a court possibly understand about the closeness between a mother and child?

Stacey: A court has --

Vicky: How could they know that like you and I do?

Stacey: Vicky, the court has to decide what's in the best interest of the child.

Vicky: Steven is a part of me. I know what he feels. I know when he's tired, when he's hungry, when he's afraid. You know, sometimes I even know when he's going to cry, even before he does.

Stacey: Yeah. I remember.

Vicky: Well, then, you know how I feel.

Stacey: Vicky, the court has to decide what's right for Stevenís entire life and not just his infancy.

Vicky: All right, Stacey, I've done some wrong things. But I have never done anything to Steven. I would never do anything to my baby.

Stacey: No. Probably not.

Vicky: So what is Jamie going to say about me? I mean, can you tell me anything?

Stacey: You're good. You are really good.

Vicky: You think this was all an act?

Stacey: Poor Jamie. He never stood a chance against you.

Vicky: Stacey, get the hell out of my sight.

Stacey: Oh, with pleasure. I will see you in court. Goodbye. You really are good, aren't you?

Caroline: Michael, this is just all too vague.

Michael: It has to be vague for now.

Caroline: Well, I'm sorry. This is a respectable gallery, and that's just not the sort of person I am.

Michael: That's not what you would have said a few years ago.

Caroline: What was that?

Michael: My people tell me you've been known to do a little creative financing from time to time.

Caroline: Who said that?

Michael: I understand that those years in New York were kind of tough.

Caroline: Are you threatening me?

Michael: No.

Caroline: Because let me tell you something. I can be as vicious as anyone you've ever met.

Michael: Look, I just want to make an exchange, all right? Money for services. That's it. I hear money's a little tight these days.

Caroline: Oh, have you?

Michael: All I'm asking is that you check Lucas out for me, just see if he's interested in buying this stuff.

Caroline: Then what?

Michael: As far as you're concerned, that's it, nothing more. But I guarantee you, you will be protected. You have my word on that.

Sam: Caroline? Caroline, are you in here?

Caroline: Hide.

Sam: Caroline, there you -- where you been? I've been calling for you.

Caroline: Donít start bawling me out. I haven't returned any calls.

Sam: Never mind about that. Look, do you remember when you told me that you would do anything to make my career click?

Caroline: Yes.

Sam: Are you still willing?

Amanda: I mean, the way I look at it, I have you to thank because you taught me how to use my aggressiveness in a positive way. What do you think? Thanks.

Evan: Well, I think if you're so aggressive, why aren't you back at the office? You think poolside executives make it to the top?

Amanda: I will be there bright and early tomorrow morning, Sir Bates. So please do not use that tone of voice with me because I have a wet towel in my hand.

Evan: No, Amanda, I'm being really serious. I will teach you everything I know, but not here.

Amanda: Evan, I told you I will be there early tomorrow morning.

Evan: All right, well, what about the rest of the day?

Amanda: What about it?

Evan: Well, we can go over the marketing strategy for the Christmas issue.

Amanda: There really isnít that much left of today.

Evan: What about dinner?

Amanda: I'm sorry.

Evan: What's the problem?

Amanda: Dinners are reserved for Sam.

Evan: Oh, right, it's part of the new regime.

Amanda: Right.

Evan: Look, Amanda, I'm not offering you a romantic dinner with candlelightís and violins and the whole trip. I'm talking about business.

Amanda: And I'm telling you that I am unavailable.

Evan: I see. I thought I was dealing with an executive, not a dilettante.

Amanda: You are not going to bully me, Evan.

Evan: Donít you understand that I'm trying to teach you?

Amanda: Well, you taught me to stand my ground, and now I'm doing it.

Evan: Fine.

Amanda: Besides, Sam really had something on his mind this morning. I was too busy just thinking about work.

Evan: Well, good. Then you wonít be too busy tonight.

Amanda: No. Tonight I wonít be. You do understand that, donít you? 

Jake: Did you do this?

Donna: Do what?

Jake: Tell her to leave.

Donna: Jake, I donít want Marley to leave.

Jake: We were just getting back together again, and you couldn't stand it, could you, Donna?

Donna: What --

Marley: Jake --

Donna: This is crazy.

Jake: We were doing ok.

Marley: No, we werenít. At least I wasnít. I think I suppressed every feeling I had for months.

Jake: Marley, we can talk about that, you know? We can go back to that group. We can -- that self-help group.

Marley: Jake, please leave Donna and me alone.

Jake: Not if she's going to talk you into leaving.

Donna: Oh, Jake, for God's sake --

Jake: She wants us to split up, Marley. She hasn't wanted us to be together since day one!

Marley: Jake, I am making the decisions about my life, not Donna and not you.

Jake: I'll go back home.

Marley: Fine.

Jake: I'll see you there, because I'm not giving up.

Marley: Go home, Jake.

Marley: Goodbye.

Jake: Ok.

Donna: Are you going back?

Marley: When he gets home, he will see a note that I wrote saying that I'm leaving for Europe tonight.

Donna: Tonight?

Marley: Yes. I wanted to say goodbye.

Donna: Oh, my God!

Marley: Donna, donít cry.

Donna: Why?

Marley: I canít deal with that right now. You will be fine. I will be fine.

Donna: I wonít be fine.

Marley: Please donít do this to me.

Donna: I canít believe this is happening, Marley.

Marley: It is.

Donna: This is all my fault. If I hadn't sent you to Switzerland to boarding school all those years when you were --

Marley: Donna, I'm going to warn you. No matter what you say, I am not going to feel guilty about this.

Donna: You're leaving me.

Marley: I'm not leaving you. I'm just leaving. And please donít waste your energy trying to make up some scheme to get me to stay here.

Donna: I'm not. Well, of course I am. I just feel if I donít hold on to you, that I --

Marley: Our lives are not going to end. I love you. I just have to get away from -- from Bay City and from everyone.

Donna: I didnít mean to hurt you. You know that, donít you? When I found out about Steven --

Marley: I know. You just needed to help Vicky.

Donna: But I didnít choose her. It's just that --

Marley: Vicky always needs help.

Donna: She's missed out on so much.

Marley: Right.

Donna: And you were always the sturdy one. When you were a little girl and you were growing up, I used to look at you and say "how can this little girl be so wise?"

Marley: I felt like the mother sometimes when we were growing up.

Donna: And I'm sorry. You shouldnít have had to be that.

Marley: Well, Donna, things were what they were. I'm not blaming you.

Donna: Would you just delay for a week, please?

Marley: No.

Donna: If you delay this, then --

Marley: I said no, Donna.

Donna: Yes, you did. Well, please, then, donít go away angry. Remember when you were a little girl and I wouldnít let you go to bed until we made up?

Marley: I remember.

Donna: Well, if you go away angry, we wonít have a chance to do that.

Marley: Sometimes I wish I was a little girl again so things could be that simple. But that was then. Goodbye, Donna.

Vicky: Mother! You are really not going to believe this one! This is the abs-- absolute worst.

Sam: Whatever it takes, Caroline. I've got the talent. I know that.

Caroline: So do I.

Sam: But, look, I'll do all the other stuff, too.

Caroline: Mm-hmm.

Sam: And if that means I've got to smile for the camera, fine.

Caroline: Mm-hmm.

Sam: That's what it means. If that means that I have to be away from home, fine. Then that's what it means.

Caroline: Sam, do you have a problem?

Sam: What?

Caroline: Between you and Amanda?

Sam: Look, this isnít about my marriage. I'm telling you I'm ready to work.

Sam: Bank on that.

Caroline: Ok. Let's give it another try, and I'll call you in a couple of days. All right?

Sam: Right. You wonít regret this.

Michael: Sounds to me like somebody wants a second chance. _

Caroline: Yes. He is the best I ever worked with. So all I have to do is to see if Lucas is interested?

Michael: That's it, and report back to me, and not a word to anyone else. Is that right Caroline? You will be protected.

Caroline: Why do I get the feeling that this is a lot?

Michael: Well, if it wasn't..

Derek: So I hear you've been working hard.

Stacey: Yeah. Well, I have been real busy.

Zack: Uh -- well, I'm due over in court in a little while. Stacey, I'll try and read this stuff over -- over the weekend, and -- if I get a chance.

Stacey: Oh, good, yeah. That'll be good.

Zack: Yeah. Yeah. So long.

Derek: Zack.

Zack: Right.

Stacey: I was going to --

Derek: So I was going to call -- you. I canít stop thinking about last night. It meant a lot to me.

Stacey: It did to me, too.

Derek: So, what are you doing? Working hard so you donít have to face me?

Stacey: No, not you. Maybe just my feelings.

Derek: That's a lot of reading.

Stacey: You know, I catch myself in the middle of a paragraph thinking about you.

Derek: Yeah?

Stacey: Mm-hmm. You make me feel something that I haven't felt in a long time.

Derek: Good.

Stacey: I need to tell you something about myself.

Derek: I'm listening.

Stacey: Not here. Upstairs.

Stacey: I've hid my feelings for a long, long time.

Derek: That's never been a secret.

Stacey: And I'm not talking about just my feelings towards you, but about Mark.

Derek: Your husband?

Stacey: Yeah. I really loved him. I really did.

Derek: But things weren't perfect.

Stacey: They were a lot a less than perfect. We stopped, you know, talking. We stopped spending time together. We stopped doing a lot of things.

Derek: Did you stop making love?

Stacey: And I -- I figured it would work out. Even though we were separated, I still thought that -- you know how you do. You just -- you think it'll work out. He died.

Derek: So you never got the chance to make things right?

Stacey: No.

Derek: And are you still thinking about Mark?

Stacey: No. That's not it. See, I told you this is tough to explain.

Derek: No, I'm sorry.

Stacey: It's not about Mark dying. It's the fact that I'm afraid of getting close to someone again, of falling in love and having to lose that person all over again. I used to think that love was something that just lasts forever. But it isnít always like that. It's very fragile, and I donít know if I can risk losing it all over again.

Derek: You're not going to lose me.

Stacey: You donít know that.

Derek: Yes, I do. The first time I saw you I knew what I wanted. I'm beginning to think it's what you want, too.

Stacey: I donít know if I can let go.

Derek: Do you want to?

Stacey: Yes.

Derek: It's ok if you let yourself fall. I'll catch you.

Vicky: Hey. Leaving today?

Marley: Yes.

Vicky: Aren't you going to do something, mother?

Donna: I think that's the problem. I think I've probably already done too much.

Vicky: Does Jake know? None of my business.

Marley: Yes. Jake knows.

Donna: I wish Michael were here.

Marley: Donna, I have a note for him. Please give this to him. And donít worry, he's going to be back soon.

Donna: I'm not so sure.

Marley: Would you please give us some time alone?

Donna: All right. You'll call?

Marley: Yes.

Vicky: So I guess you're really leaving.

Marley: Yes.

Vicky: I'm sorry it ever got to this point, Marley. I never meant to hurt you.

Marley: You never mean to hurt anyone or say too much or go too far. You just do it.

Vicky: I'm sorry.

Marley: That's not enough anymore.

Vicky: I love you.

Marley: That's not enough anymore, either.

Vicky: Marley, we are sisters. You are a part of me.

Marley: I am me, Vicky. Just me.

Vicky: Well, aren't you going to stay until Dad gets back?

Marley: No. What's the matter?

Vicky: It hurts to say goodbye to you. I know why you're leaving, Marley.

Marley: You do?

Vicky: And you're mad -- at me, at Jake, at everybody. You just have to go away for a while so you can forget about it.

Marley: No. I need a place where I can get strong.

Vicky: Still, you always did think I was the tough one.

Marley: You're not tough at all.

Vicky: I'm sorry for everything.

Marley: So am I. Vicky, be good to Steven. He's your only real chance now.

Vicky: Marley?

Marley: What?

Vicky: Forgive me.

Rachel: So if Zack calls and he wants to return the red swan, just tell him he can as long as Mom's here to receive it.

Amanda: Ok. So you're leaving tomorrow morning?

Rachel: First thing.

Evan: Now, are you going to start with all the east coast offices first?

Rachel: I'm going to New York City first. I want to see Matt. Also, the New York offices seem the most nervous about things since Mac has been gone, so I'm going to go and reassure them. And then after that, I'll go to the rest of the east coast offices.

Evan: Well, good.

Rachel: So I'll let you get back to work.

Amanda: Mom?

Rachel: Hmm?

Amanda: You know, you seem really, oh, enthusiastic, I guess.

Rachel: I am. I'm feeling pretty positive about things. I think everything's going to work out.

Evan: Amanda, why donít we go over the marketing strategy before I have to go back to work?

Amanda: Yeah -- Sam!

Sam: Hey.

Amanda: Hi.

Sam: Hey. I thought he came here to work.

Amanda: He did.

Sam: In a bathrobe?

Amanda: He fell in the pool.

Sam: What?

Amanda: Where have you been all this time?

Sam: I've been at Carolineís.

Amanda: Oh? Why?

Sam: We were talking about my career. Matter of fact, I pretty much sold my soul to get her behind me again.

Amanda: Yeah, I know she's going to back you. You're the best. She knows that.

Sam: Yeah, well, I got to play by her rules. Listen, I'll tell you about it at dinner, ok?

Amanda: Ok. Oh -- I'm going to go see when it's going to be ready.

Sam: Ok.

Amanda: Evan, I'll be right back.

Sam: Well, Evan, I'd like to talk you.

Evan: Well, I'm really not in the mood for one of your lectures, Sam.

Sam: Hmm, a little tense, Ev?

Evan: What do you want?

Sam: You gave it your best shot, huh?

Evan: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Sam: You made a play for Amanda and she said no. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Struck out, huh, Evan?

Evan: It's funny. I would have thought you would have had something of value to talk to me about.

Sam: No, no need to. Amanda said it all, didnít she?


Stacey: What was that?

Derek: I donít know. Maybe Zack came back.

Stacey: No. Zack has gone to court, and Cass isnít here. He's in Chicago.

Derek: Well, maybe I better check it out.

Stacey: Zack said there's valuable things left downstairs in the safe.

Derek: I'll be right back.

Stacey: Ok.

Derek: Everything's ok.

Donna: You weren't even here to say goodbye. You've been gone for days, Michael.

Michael: I half expected that she'd do something like this, Donna. But she said that she'd call soon, as soon as she got settled.

Donna: That's not the point. You weren't here.

Michael: I know, and I am truly sorry for that. But I will talk to her when she calls.

Donna: You didnít call me one time.

Michael: Donna, I was in complex negotiations that had to be carried on secretly. Honey, she'll be ok.

Donna: Michael, she's gone! My baby is gone. She was hurt. She was angry.

Michael: I know, but she'll be all right, and she'll come home when she's ready.

Donna: What about me?

Michael: Well, you'll be all right, wonít you?

Donna: No, I wonít be all right. I wonít be all right if you donít tell me what's going on.

Michael: I am telling you what's going on.

Donna: Michael, I just lost one of the most precious people in the world to me.

Michael: You didnít lose anyone.

Donna: I'm not going to lose you in the same way.

Michael: Donna, I just came home. I'm not leaving. Remember?

Donna: No. My instincts are always right, Michael. I know you too well. I want to know what's going on with you.

Evan: Let me have a tequila, straight up, gold.

Vicky: Let me breathe.

Evan: Hello, Vicky.

Vicky: You look terrible.

Evan: Thanks. I've seen you look better, too.

Vicky: Lousy day. Now, sitting next to you with your wrinkled suit and macho grin, it's just going to get worse.

Evan: Thanks. Vicky, I didnít come here to be bothered or to listen to some woman whine. So if life doesn't suit you, if this bar doesn't suit you, if this wrinkled suit doesn't suit you, why donít you just go home, will you, and give that seat up to somebody tall and gorgeous.

Jake: Am I too late? Stupid question, huh?

Marley: Not necessarily.

Jake: You have to listen to me, Marley.

Marley: No, I donít.

Jake: I love you. I need you to come back home with me.

Marley: Jake, you asked me to do something for you that was very difficult for me. You asked me to help you raise my sister's child, and I agreed.

Jake: But he's not my son, so it doesn't ma--

Marley: And now I am asking you to do something that's going to be difficult for you. Let me go, Jake.

Jake: So -- why Europe? You know somebody there?

Marley: It's not important.

Jake: I feel like I should, you know, be helping you with your luggage or your tickets or something -- you know, Mr. and Mrs. McKinnon.

Marley: Donít.

Jake: I'm sorry.

Marley: My lawyer said you would be getting the divorce papers in a month, maybe a little longer. He said since it's a no-fault there would be no problem.

Jake: I wish I could make you understand how sorry I am.

Marley: This isnít about you, Jake. This is about me, who I am. I am not just the other side to Vicky.

Jake: I know that.

Marley: No, I donít think you do. There's too much history between the two of you. She will always come between us.

P.A. Announcer: Flight 621 to Paris now boarding at gate 17. Please have your boarding passes ready. Flight 621 to Paris now boarding at gate 17.

Marley: It's better this way, Jake.

Jake: Marley, will I ever see you again?

Marley: If I ever come back to Bay City, I will be a completely different person. You can count on that.

Jake: I love you.

Stacey: Well, I guess I should leave them a note in case they wonder where I am.

Derek: Tell them how hard it is to get into my room.

Stacey: Oh.

Stacey: Oh -- I got to find my keys.

Derek: Oh, really?

Stacey: The safe is open. The red swan is gone!

Amanda: Is something bothering you?

Sam: No. Why?

Amanda: Oh, you're not still mad about Evan?

Sam: No, I'm not angry about anything. It's just about time I got my life back on track.

Amanda: What are you talking about?

Sam: Well, Amanda, it's been -- look, it's been nice hanging around, waiting for you for the last couple of months. I mean, I know it's a been a tough time and I'm glad I was here for you.

Amanda: I'm glad you were, too.

Sam: But I think it's about time I started working again.

Amanda: What are you going to do?

Sam: Paint. What else?

Amanda: All the time?

Sam: Yeah, well, you know, talk to my secretary. Maybe I'll be able to squeeze you in here and there.

Amanda: That sounds great to me. Honey, I have a great idea.

Sam: Mm-hmm?

Amanda: Why donít we get away for just a little while and go up to my brother's cabin? He's still in New York. I know he wonít mind.

Sam: Oh, wait, wait a minute. What's going on?

Amanda: What do you mean?

Sam: Well, what about the office? What about Evan and the great learning experience?

Amanda: Look, anything that is immediate, Evan can take care of. And as for what I have to learn, he can always teach me when I come back. So what do you say? I'm going to my brother's cabin. If you want to be part of my life, you can join me. So what do you say?

Sam: Well, if you're going to be there, so am I.

Amanda: Come on --

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: I'm getting wet.

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: Sam! Ah! Ah!

Evan: If you get a chance, give me another shot, please.

Vicky: Well, gee, Evan. Aren't you taking an awfully big risk, speaking to me in public like this?

Evan: Why, Vicky?

Vicky: Oh, haven't you heard? The Coryís hung a scarlet letter. I think it's a B.

Evan: I really donít care what the Coryís think.

Vicky: Good for you. Well, time to go, like it or not. I hate going home to an empty house -- no husband, no baby. My sister even left today.

Evan: Yeah, Vicky, I hear you've been having a rough time of it.

Vicky: You know what kills me?

Evan: What?

Vicky: The Coryís. They think I'm doing this all for myself. But if I lose this battle, Stevenís going to grow up without a mother.

Evan: That's not right, Vicky.

Vicky: Tell me about it.

Evan: Listen, I'm in the phone book. If you want to talk or whatever, give me a call.

Vicky: Thanks.

Evan: How about one more drink?

Vicky: Well, I'd rather have a little more privacy. What about my place?

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