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Another World Transcript Friday 7/29/05

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Vicky: Ah!

Evan: Ooh, ooh.

Vicky: Ooh! Here we are! Let me just -- you like music?

Evan: Yeah.

["Sister Moon" plays]

Vicky: Ah. Ok, now, what can I get you to drink?

Evan: Nothing.

Vicky: Oh, come on, Evan, I'm going to have one, and I tell you, it ain't going to be club soda.

Evan: Vicky, you said you wanted to talk.

Vicky: Yeah, well, I did, but that gets me depressed, and I'm not going to be depressed tonight. I'm going to forget. And you want to, too. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here, so I'll pour you one.

Evan: No, no, no, thanks. Don't, don't. I don't --

Vicky: Nervous? Evan, I understand you. We're on the same boat -- ship of fools.

Evan: Here's to busted and mistrusted.

Vicky: Oh, I like that. You see -- I've got a nose for unrequited love.

Evan: Meaning?

Vicky: I won't say anything else.

Evan: Don't.

Vicky: Oh. Well, I won't -- if you can let me concentrate on other things. Shall we dance?

Evan: Let's give it a shot.

Singer: I'd go out of my mind but for you

Jamie: Hi.

Rachel: Hi, darling.

Jamie: Mom, are you sure you're up to this trip?

Rachel: Of course I am. I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to get a chance to meet with a lot of Mac's old friends.

Jamie: Well, that's great.

Rachel: Yeah. I'm looking forward.

Jamie: Yeah, it's been a while since I've seen you look -- oh, I don't know -- so optimistic.

Rachel: Yeah, I'm feeling pretty positive.

Jamie: Well, that's great. I'm really --

[Phone rings]

Jamie: Here, I'll get that. Hello? Oh, hi, Stacey. What do you mean, "bad news"?

Stacey: Jamie, it's your mother's red swan -- it's gone.

Jamie: What?

Stacey: I think it's been stolen. I can't believe this!

Jamie: Well, tell me what happened.

Stacey: I'm not really sure. Derek and I came downstairs and the safe was open. I'm sure that Zack locked it before he left! I'm certain of it! Anyway, I didn't want to call the police until I talked to you first.

Jamie: Yes, well, I think you should go ahead and do that.

Stacey: Ok, I will. Jamie, Derek and I were here the entire time. We never left the building.

Jamie: Look, Stacey, I think I should come right over.

Stacey: Ok. I'll see you in a couple of minutes. Bye-bye. Oh, that wasn't easy. Derek? Oh, please no.

Derek? Derek!

Sam: Oh!

Amanda: Oh!

Sam: This was a great idea.

Amanda: You're so slow!

Sam: Let's go. Where are the keys?

Amanda: What do you mean, where are the keys?

Sam: You have the keys.

Amanda: Sam, I gave you the keys!

Sam: Oh, man.

Amanda: Oh!

Sam: Let me see if I got the keys.

Amanda: Oh, the celery smells great.

Sam: I don't have the keys. You got the keys.

Amanda: I don't have the keys!

Sam: Well, here.

Amanda: I gave them to you. You had the keys.

Sam: I had the keys, yeah.

Amanda: Sam?

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: Hurry.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: By the way --

Sam: Yeah? What? Agh.

Amanda: I told you so.

Sam: Ok, fine. Get in there! Oh.

Amanda: Oh. Gosh, I'm glad we didn't wait until tomorrow to come up here.

Sam: Now, are you sure this is ok with Matt?

Amanda: Sure, I'm sure. He told us we can use it anytime.

Sam: Oh. Oh, listen to that.


Amanda: The rain on the trees.

Sam: Yeah. It is very peaceful up here. What's the matter? You cold?

Amanda: No, I'm just -- wet.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: I have an idea.

Sam: What?

Amanda: Why don't you unpack the groceries, and I'll go put on something dry.

Sam: Oh, oh, groceries. Yeah, mm-hmm.

Amanda: See you soon.

Sam: Yeah, promises, promises.

Sam: Amanda, you don't have to do this.

Amanda: No, look, just one phone call. That's all I want to make --

Sam: It's almost 10:00 at night! Who is going to be at the office now?

Amanda: Sam, we're going to press this week. There's definitely going to be somebody there.

Sam: Evan.

Amanda: Last time that I called, they weren't even prepared for the reshoot on the profile that we had.

Sam: Fine.

Amanda: This is important, Sam.

Sam: Sure, it always is.

Amanda: You know, I -- I guess they can do without me for a little while.

Sam: Whatever you think.


Amanda: I think that I should concentrate on more important things.

Sam: Oh? And what is that?

Amanda: Being here with you.

Sam: Can you do that?

Amanda: Oh, of course I can.

Sam: Amanda --

Amanda: Hmm?

Sam: You really have to learn how to relax, ok?

Amanda: Oh, I know. It's one of the reasons that we're up here.

Sam: How about a fire? Would you like a fire?

Amanda: It's a great idea.

Sam: All right, good. Let me see if I can find some --

Amanda: No, you're not going to do anything.

Sam: You're going to do this?

Amanda: Uh-huh.

Sam: Ok, this I got to see. After you.

Amanda: I happen to be an expert.

Sam: Oh, really?

Amanda: Yes.

Sam: Ok.

Amanda: Matches. My father taught me how to build a fire when I was in second grade.

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Sam: I want to see this.

Amanda: Ok.

Sam: You know you're actually not half bad at this?

Amanda: Told you.

Sam: I can't believe it. This is my wife, the campfire girl.

Amanda: Surprised?

Sam: Oh, no. Just when I think I know everything about you --

Amanda: Uh-huh.

Sam: Uh-huh.

Amanda: I hope we never stop learning things about each other. I hope we never stop surprising each other. How's it looking so far?

Sam: Looks pretty good.

Amanda: Thank you.

Sam: Matches.

Amanda: Matches.

Sam: Matches. "Doctor, doctor, I got a match!"

Amanda: All right, here it goes.

Sam: You got one.

Sam: All right.

Amanda: Oh. How's that, huh? What's wrong?

Sam: Not a thing. You are so beautiful.

Jamie: I have to go out for a little while.

Rachel: Who was on the phone?

Jamie: Stacey.

Rachel: Is there a problem? Are you upset?

Jamie: No, no, I -- she just wants to -- she wants to go over some things concerning the custody case.

Rachel: At this hour?

Jamie: Yeah, well, she thinks we should move quickly, so, listen, I won't be long.

Rachel: Jamie?

Jamie: Yeah?

Rachel: Look, this is going to be a difficult week for you. Maybe I ought to stay here.

Jamie: No, I'll be fine.

Rachel: You always say that.

Jamie: Listen, you know you've been missing Matthew, and you're going to have a great time in New York.

Rachel: I know it, but what about the trial?

Jamie: I don't want you there.

Rachel: You might need me to testify.

Jamie: I don't want you involved that way.

Rachel: Why?

Jamie: It's going to get ugly.

Rachel: Yeah. I guess Vicky's going to make sure it does.

Jamie: Yeah, well, I can handle her. It'll just be a lot easier not having you watch.

Rachel: You sure?

Jamie: I'm sure. Listen, I have to go. Bye.

Rachel: Jamie?

Jamie: Yeah?

Rachel: Um -- don't let this change you.

Jamie: Well, it already has.

Rachel: No, I mean in a bad way.

Jamie: Well, for once, Mom, I'm not going to be the victim.

Rachel: You've never been a victim.

Jamie: It's getting late. I really do have to go.

Rachel: Ok. No matter what happens, don't let things get vindictive.

Jamie: I'm just getting smart, Mom. From now on, I'm going to decide how to handle things. I'll see you later.

Rachel: Ok.

Jamie: Bye.

Cass: Hey, Jamie.

Jamie: Hello, Cass.

Cass: Hilda said I could come on in. Hi.

Rachel: Thanks for coming over.

Cass: Is everything all right?

Rachel: Well, I -- I don't know.

Cass: What, did you see the prowler again?

Rachel: No, no, it's not that. I -- I wanted to -- um -- talk with you.

Cass: A legal matter?

Rachel: No, personal.

Cass: Oh?

Rachel: I couldn't figure out who to talk to, and I came up with you.

Cass: Do you mind if I ask why?

Rachel: Well, you're not family, and Mac trusted you. And you seem very realistic.

Stacey: Derek! Derek!

Derek: What? See something?

Stacey: No! Where did you go?

Derek: To check the building out. I was hoping the guy might still be around.

Stacey: Oh. Did you find anything?

Derek: Nothing. You look funny.

Stacey: Well, yeah, I mean, of course I look funny. Rachel Cory's prized possession was just stolen!

Derek: You think I did it and then took off, huh?

Stacey: No. No, I don't. You just -- you scared me a little bit, that's all.

Derek: I'm sorry.

Stacey: It's ok, and to tell you the truth, I wouldn't blame you if you took off, the way that Courtney's been hounding you lately, anyway.

Derek: Stacey --

Stacey: And frankly, I would think you'd wish you were 1,000 miles away from here and away from me and the whole --

Derek: I don't think any such thing. You think you should call the police? Huh?

Stacey: Yeah. Yeah, I guess I should. I --

Derek: You know the number.

Stacey: All right.

Stacey: Hello. I'd like to report a break-in and a burglary.

Cass: I've been called many, many things in my time, but realistic? Me?

Rachel: Oh, come on, you face things. You don't lie to yourself.

Cass: Well, I still tell myself that I sing well in the shower.

Rachel: Ok, well, maybe about that, but not about the big things.

Cass: Well, I figure if you like gambling, you have to be honest about the true odds.

Rachel: Right.

Cass: Are you gambling on something?

Rachel: I don't know. I just needed to talk to somebody.

Cass: Ok.

Rachel: I couldn't run this by my family. They think I haven't been quite myself ever since Mac died.

Cass: Go ahead.

Rachel: This is going to sound a little strange.

Cass: I'm not going to pass judgment.

Rachel: Yeah, well, you haven't heard what I'm going to say yet. Do you think there's any communication at all between the living and the dead?

Cass: What?

Rachel: Right. So, well, I'm probably nuts.

Courtney: Ok, tell me what happened from the beginning.

Stacey: Rachel Cory was worried that something might happen to the swan, so she asked us if we could keep it for a while.

Jamie: Until it was insured.

Courtney: Who knew it was here?

Stacey: I don't know. I guess everybody in the office.

Jamie: And my family.

Courtney: And was Derek here?

Stacey: Yes, he was with me.

Officer: Well, there's no sign of forced entry.

Courtney: Thank you. Ahem, now, you say it was open when you entered the office, right?

Stacey: Right, it was wide open.

Courtney: Well, it looks like whoever did this was either a skilled safecracker or knew the combination.

Stacey: I can't believe this happened.

Courtney: How much was this piece worth?

Jamie: We never had it appraised, but money's not the problem. To my mother, it was priceless. It was the last gift Mac ever gave her.

Stacey: Does your mother know it's missing?

Jamie: Not yet, and I'd like to keep it that way for the time being.

Derek: It might turn up at a pawnshop or an auction.

Jamie: You think it might?

Derek: Well, if the guy wants money, he'll try to unload it before anyone knows it's been stolen.

Courtney: You seem to know how these art thieves operate.

Derek: I've lived on the streets.

Courtney: So you said.

Jamie: Was there anything else taken?

Stacey: No. No, and there was money in the safe, documents, all kinds of things.

Jamie: Sounds to me like someone knew what he was after.

Courtney: And where to find it.

Singer: A mother's arms the primal root

Evan: Maybe we should cut down the music.

Vicky: Oh, come on, don't worry about that. Nobody's here. Bridget's away for a few days. My baby's not here, Jamie's gone, and I don't give a damn about the neighbors.

Evan: Well, maybe you should.

Vicky: It's my house, Evan. I'll party if I want to.

Evan: I -- no, I really think that maybe I should be going.

Vicky: Oh, now, who would have figured you for a party pooper?

Evan: Obviously not you.

Vicky: You think too much.

Evan: You know what I think?

Vicky: Hmm?

Evan: I think that I really should be going.

Vicky: Oh, Evan --

Evan: Oh. I'm really sorry.

Singer: I'd go out of my mind but for you

Vicky: Forget it.

Evan: Listen, I really --

Vicky: Uh, towel. You think scotch is safe?

Evan: At this point, I really don't care. I got to tell you, this suit is jinxed. If you knew what I've been through today. I think maybe you should go change.

Vicky: Oh, you do, do you?

Evan: Yeah, because I really don't think that you can stay like that. Come on, come on, come on. Come on.

Vicky: I'll -- I'll be back.

Evan: Yeah?

Vicky: Don't go away.

Singer: To howl at the moon the whole night through and they really don't care

Cass: I'm sorry to disagree with you, but I can't tell you you're nuts. You're one of the sanest people I know.

Rachel: Maybe I misjudged your ability to lie to yourself. Why don't you look at these.

Cass: The red swan. I've seen it before. What does this have to do with the dead communicating?

Rachel: Do you know how it arrived here?

Cass: I know that you received it a few days after Mac died.

Rachel: It was like a message from him. It's a very strange piece. It's nothing like anything we've ever collected. It just -- when I saw it, it made me feel very eerie.

Cass: Was there a note or anything?

Rachel: Yes, from Mac, in his writing. It said, "wait till you hear the story behind this one."

Cass: Well, that sounds kind of casual.

Rachel: Yeah.

Cass: Not like a man who expected to die.

Rachel: Right. So, it's been haunting me ever since.

Cass: Because you thought you'd never hear the story?

Rachel: Oh, I know the story. It's an old legend about two lovers who were separated by death. And one of them is allowed to come back as a swan.

Cass: I see. Well, that's quite a story.

Rachel: I keep dreaming about it.

Cass: What kind of dreams?

Rachel: They just leave me feeling very uneasy.

Cass: There's more, isn't there?

Rachel: The other night I was having a bad time of it. I -- I was angry at Mac for leaving me so abruptly.

Cass: I understand that.

Rachel: So I had to get out of here. I took a walk along the water. I wound up at the marina on the docks and I was talking to myself. I -- I was really talking to Mac, asking him to talk to me, just give me some sign. It would help me go on.

Cass: And what happened?

Rachel: It was very foggy. But all of a sudden, the fog lifted. And there was this swan, swimming along the pilings, bathed in sort of a reddish light.

Cass: I see.

Rachel: I saw the swan. It was real. I saw it.

Cass: It was the sign you were looking for.

Rachel: Yeah. Honestly, tell me if you think I'm imagining things.

Cass: No.

Rachel: You don't?

Cass: There goes my reputation for being sensible.

Rachel: Look, I don't need you to be sentimental or tell me something that you think I want to hear.

Cass: I wouldn't do that. If you'd like me to, I'll be glad to look into the history of the piece for you.

Rachel: Yeah. I guess that would be a sensible thing to do. Caroline's got the piece. She's appraising it. I just -- I just have this feeling that Mac had a reason for sending it to me.

Cass: It sounds like it.

Rachel: So I have to find out what the reason is.

Zack: I know I closed it. I checked it twice.

Courtney: Do you remember when that was?

Zack: Right after Rachel left, maybe two or three hours ago.

Courtney: Any witnesses?

Zack: Derek was with me.

Courtney: You were?

Derek: Yeah, I watched him lock it.

Courtney: Did you watch him open it, too?

Stacey: If you're implying that he knew the combination --

Courtney: No, it was just a question. It's just an interesting coincidence that Derek happened to be here again.

Stacey: Don't start on Derek, Courtney.

Courtney: Look, all right. Were you with Zack when he locked up the swan?

Stacey: No. But Derek was never alone in here, if that's what you were wondering. I got back before Zack even left.

Jamie: Listen, did anybody else see my mother bring the item in here?

Zack: I don't think so.

Courtney: All right, what happened after Zack left?

Stacey: Well, I'm not too sure, but -- first of all, we went upstairs to talk.

Courtney: So you didn't hear anything.

Stacey: Well, yeah,, actually, we heard something, but I thought it was Cass.

Courtney: So you did not leave the office.

Derek: Well, Courtney, as a --

Stacey: Well, no! No, we didn't. We were together the entire time.

Amanda: You know, I've only been here for a couple of hours and I feel like myself again. Uh-oh.

Sam: I wish it could always be like this.

Amanda: Yeah, just like when we first met.

Sam: Yeah. We never seemed to have a problem shutting out the world then.

Amanda: I remember.

Sam: What do you remember most?

Amanda: Oh, come on. Now you're trying to embarrass me.

Sam: No, I'm not. I want to know. Ew. Really, tell me.

Amanda: Oh, well --

Sam: Come on, tell me.

Amanda: All right.

Sam: Oh, oh, no, don't -- don't, oh -- how many marshmallows have we ruined?

Amanda: Six.

[Sam growls]

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: I guess after we got past all that stupid Mandy Ashton stuff --

Sam: Well, wait a second. Don't trash Mandy. I fell in love with Mandy.

Amanda: I guess I just wasn't ready to admit my feelings just then.

Sam: I don't think either of us were.

Amanda: You know, when we did finally admit that we loved each other --

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: It was so great. It was almost as if we had invented love, just for us alone.

Sam: I used to walk around and it felt like I'd -- I found the answer to everything.

Amanda: I know what you mean. It's been a long time since I had that feeling.

Sam: What about tonight?

Amanda: I still need you so much.

Sam: Lady, I need you.

Amanda: You are going to have to remind me that we need time like this alone.

Sam: I don't think you have to worry about that. I think I will frequently remind you of it.

Amanda: I missed you.

Singer: Now she's walking

Evan: I think the rug and the sofa will be ok.

Vicky: The hell with the rug. Why don't I get you another drink, and we can pick up where we left off.

Evan: Do you always entertain like this?

Vicky: I like to be comfortable.

Evan: I know this game, young lady. And this is in your words -- "don't use that charm-boy routine on me."

Vicky: Well, you didn't. And so I'm going to give you a reward.

Evan: But I don't think that's what either one of us needs tonight.

Vicky: Speak for yourself, Evan.

Evan: Come on. You're hurt, you're unhappy. You're being reckless.

Vicky: And you're being careful?

Evan: Well, let's just say I've been around the block a few times. I know the repercussions.

Vicky: Well, I've never been very good at learning from my mistakes.

Evan: This might be time to change.

Singer: It's all right it's all right

Vicky: Evan, the only thing I've ever been really good at is taking care of Steven.

Evan: If it helps, I think what Jamie has done to you is wrong.

Vicky: Steven was my chance to fix things, to start over right again. For him.

Evan: I think you deserve a chance.

Vicky: You're in the minority.

Evan: You don't know that.

Vicky: Your pals, the Corys think that I'm going to warp my own child. They don't even want me to see him.

Evan: Well, you know what I think? I think people like us -- that we're not saints. But we know what's out there. And I think we'd make good parents.

Vicky: We also know what it's like to want so much.

Evan: Right.

Vicky: Don't! God. I'm sorry. Uh -- I just -- I haven't been touched like that by a man in -- in such a long time. I'm -- I'm sorry.

Evan: Come here, come here. It's ok.

Singer: Now she's walking

Vicky: I -- I guess I needed to talk. I feel better.

Evan: Hey, I want you to remember one thing. We're in the same boat.

Vicky: Yeah.

Evan: Come here.

[Camera shutter clicks] R 4

Derek: Excuse us. I need to talk with you for a minute. Why did you lie to Courtney? You could have told her that I went downstairs to check out the noise.

Stacey: No, I don't think so.

Derek: It's the truth.

Stacey: Well, the Police don't have to know that particular detail. It doesn't --

Derek: Shh, come here. Are you sure?

Stacey: Courtney isn't even sure of you, so why give her a reason to take --

Derek: I should tell her what happened.

Stacey: No, don't. Look, you didn't take the red swan. We both know that. So why borrow trouble?

Derek: Because things are just starting to go right in my life right now, and I don't want to screw it up.

Courtney: Now that you two have had a moment to collect your thoughts --

Stacey: Ahem --

Courtney: Maybe you've thought of something else?

Stacey: No, I'm sorry, we haven't. It's like I said, it happened really suddenly.

Courtney: I see. Ahem -- that's why you didn't investigate?

Derek: She thought it was Cass.

Stacey: And as soon as we found out that something was wrong, Derek went out into the hallways and the stairwells and checked everything, but he came up with nothing.

Courtney: Nothing?

Derek: The place was empty.

Courtney: Right before you found out the swan was missing and you heard the noise -- I mean, well --

Stacey: Well, we -- we were busy.

Courtney: Busy? Too busy to check it out?

Stacey: Well, yeah. I mean, like I said, I thought it was Cass, so --

Courtney: Uh-huh. That doesn't sound like you, Stacey. Um -- you two must have been quite involved in whatever it was you were doing.

Derek: We were.

Jamie: Can I talk to you for a moment, please? Alone?

Stacey: Mm-hmm.

Rachel: Well, thank you for letting me talk.

Cass: Of course. It's getting late. I'd better get going.

Rachel: Right.

Cass: No.

Rachel: What?

Cass: I know what you're talking about.

Rachel: What?

Cass: I mean, I know firsthand.

Rachel: How?

Cass: Kathleen -- a while ago, I dreamt that I was visited by Kathleen. We were talking. She was cracking jokes in her own inimitable way. And I recall even while dreaming, wondering if I was actually asleep. But I had actually reached out and touched her.

Rachel: When did this happen?

Cass: This was just after Nicole was arrested for Jason's murder.

Rachel: On your wedding day.

Cass: That's right. I had just seen Nicole and I went walking. It was raining like crazy. I kept walking and walking until finally I passed out. I had become ill and feverish.

Rachel: Maybe that's why you saw her.

Cass: Yes, that's what people tell me. But I know it wasn't just a dream. I wasn't alone.

Rachel: Who was with you?

Cass: Frankie was there. She found me.

Rachel: You thought Frankie was Kathleen?

Cass: Yes.

Rachel: Did you talk to her about it?

Cass: Afterwards, but, Rachel, it was too perfect. Frankie had never met Kathleen. She didn't know Kathleen's style.

Rachel: You do.

Cass: It was not an hallucination.

Rachel: I dream of Mac all the time, Cass.

Cass: All I know is I had a visit from Kathleen's spirit. She comforted me. She made it possible for me to go on.

Rachel: And you have gone on.

Cass: Yes.

Rachel: I felt the same way when I saw the swan. Somehow, I had the strength to go on without Mac.

Cass: I don't know how, but I truly believe this can happen.

Rachel: Yeah, so do I. But I think my connection with the red swan is just beginning.

Cass: Are you frightened?

Rachel: No, I -- thank you very much for telling me about Kathleen.

Cass: Thank you. You know, it's ironic. I think about all the times I needed her, called to her. And the one time I didn't have the strength --

Rachel: She knew.

Cass: If Mac is trying to tell you something, you're just going to have to wait for the next sign.

Amanda: Hi.

Sam: Hi. Don't move, ok?

Amanda: Oh, no, Sam, don't. I look gross.

[Sam scoffs]

Sam: Well, that's impossible. Come on, Amanda.

Amanda? Take the sheet down. Thanks. Now, stop moving, ok?

Amanda: Can't we do this later?

Sam: No, I want to do this now. Now, shh. Actually, it's more than that.

Amanda: You feel like working?

Sam: Yeah, for the first time since New York.

Amanda: I knew those critics wouldn't keep you down.

Sam: Yeah, well, I was beginning to wonder. Now, will you stop moving around?

Amanda: How's this?

Sam: Awful. You're posing. Look, I really want to capture you the way you are, please.

Amanda: You've already captured me.

Sam: And stop flirting.

Amanda: You know me too well.

Sam: It comes from being old married folks.

Amanda: You ever sorry that you married me?

Sam: This isn't what I want.

Amanda: Marriage?

Sam: No. Charcoal sketch. I really wish I had my paints with me.

Amanda: You do!

Sam: What?

Amanda: They're in the bottom of your suitcase. I packed them.

[Sam gasps]

Sam: I knew I married you for a reason.

Amanda: Now I know you're not sorry you married me.

Sam: All right, now wait, come here -- hup! Now, don't move. I'll be right back. Yeah! Oh, hey, did you remember to bring a canvass?

Amanda: Oh -- no, I completely forgot.

Sam: Well, that's the end of that.

Amanda: No, not necessarily. You see those paintings over there?

Sam: What, the ones in the corner?

Amanda: Yeah. You know, Matthew probably took them down. He's -- he's hated them.

Sam: Ew. It's not exactly a Rembrandt, is it?

Amanda: Well, why don't you paint over one of them?

Sam: I couldn't do that.

Amanda: Why not, Sam? It's just copies of old French landscapes. Matthew would thank you.

Sam: You think so?

Amanda: I'm positive. He hates them.

Sam: Eh -- all right. Hard to believe some poor slob poured his heart and his soul into this thing.

Amanda: Some poor untalented slob.

[Sam laughs]

[Amanda chuckles]

Amanda: So all I have to do is just sit here?

Sam: That's all you got to do, baby.


Amanda: Ugh. If you're like us, you'll never want

Stacey: I know how much this red swan meant to your mother, Jamie, and I will do everything I can to make sure that it's recovered.

Jamie: It's not your fault, Stacey. This could just as easily have happened at the house.

Stacey: I know, but it happened here. It was stolen from here.

Jamie: Yes, and whoever wanted it broke into a safe to get it. I'm not sure any of us could have prevented that.

Stacey: Well, I don't know. When are you going to tell your Mom that's it missing?

Jamie: Once she gets back from her trip. Hopefully, the Police will get lucky.

Stacey: Oh, I hope so.

Jamie: Yeah.

Stacey: Was your Mom there when I called?

Jamie: Yes, but I told her I was coming over to discuss my case.

Stacey: At this hour?

Jamie: Oh, don't worry, she bought it. This case is important to her, too.

Stacey: Meanwhile, I should have called you. I've been acting on something.

Jamie: What?

Stacey: Well, I took your word, and I went ahead and I took drastic measures.

Jamie: You mean, besides moving up the court date?

Stacey: Yes.

Jamie: What are they?

Stacey: Well, it's something that could prove that Vicky is an unfit mother. I'm waiting on the call right now.

Jamie: Can you tell me more?

Stacey: I'm not so sure that you'd approve of it.

Jamie: You mean, this will hurt her?

Stacey: You're taking her son away from her. How could it not hurt her?

Jamie: Yeah, you're right.

Stacey: Having second thoughts?

Jamie: Maybe.

Stacey: You know, I told you right from the start, if we're going to go ahead and win this case, we had to pull out all the stops.

Jamie: I know you did.

Stacey: Jamie, no one is going to come out of this unscarred.

Jamie: Not even Steven?

Stacey: Steven is so little. I -- are you sure you want to go through with this? Or do you want to call the whole thing off?

Vicky: I just keep thinking of all the bad things I did. All the stupid, stupid things that I did.

["Be still my beating heart" plays]

Evan: Vicky, we've all done things in our life that we regret. It just happens. Especially when we want something really badly.

Vicky: Evan, Steven and Jamie made me feel like I was ok. And now I'm going to lose both of them.

Singer: It would be better to be cool

Vicky: Jamie just turned his back on me. And he knows how much I love Steven.

Singer: A lesson once learned

Evan: Well, he'd be blind if he didn't.

Vicky: You think so?

Singer: Be still my beating heart

Evan: Vicky, anyone can see that.

Singer: I'll be taken for a fool

Vicky: I'm a good mother. Steven needs me.

Singer: It's not healthy to run at this pace

Vicky: What- what is all this going to do to him?

Evan: I don't have an answer for you. But you can't give up hope.

Vicky: Evan, the trial is on Friday. My regular lawyer is out of town.

Evan: Well, you don't need to run out and hire some high-priced lawyer.

Vicky: What else have I got?

Evan: You've got you. I mean, you're a good mother. And you're a better person than you know.

Singer: Stop before you start be still my beating heart

Singers: Be still my beating heart be still my beating heart be still my beating heart be still my beating heart

Singer: Restore my broken dreams shattered like a fallen glass

Vicky: I can't believe myself.

Evan: What's wrong with you?

Vicky: This didn't just happen, did it?

Evan: I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Vicky: I think you do. God, I must be some kind of fool! You're a real reptile, you know that, Evan?

Evan: Vicky, what are you talking about?

Vicky: God, I fall into one trap after another

Evan: Is that what you think this is?

Vicky: That's what it is, isn't it?

Evan: I didn't set you up.

Vicky: I can't believe I trusted you. It was so blatant, and I almost fell for it.

Evan: You know, you sound like some paranoid schizophrenic.

Vicky: I don't give a damn what I sound like! The custody trial is on Friday!

Evan: What the hell does that have to do with this?

Vicky: Everything. Oh, I can just see you now, Evan. Walking into court, reluctantly, of course, stepping on the stand, and testifying that you had a one-night stand with me after picking me up in some bar.

Evan: Now, why would I do that?

Vicky: Jamie's last card. Did Amanda teach you the techniques?

Evan: You're out of your mind.

Vicky: He's trying to prove I'm an unfit mother.

Evan: I just told you what I think you are.

Vicky: Because you knew that's what I wanted to hear. I can't believe myself. I can't believe that I didn't see you, the Cory lap dog, and know that they were behind this whole thing!

Evan: You sound like you got a screw loose.

Vicky: How much did they pay you? How much did it cost to have you sleep with me?

Evan: Quiet, quiet.

Vicky: I hope they made it worth your while, Evan!

Evan: You listen to me.

Vicky: Let go of me!

Evan: No, you listen to me.

Singer: Stop before you start be still my beating heart

Evan: Now, this whole scenario you're making up in your mind is rather stupid. You have every right to be suspicious, but not of me. So what you're saying just is not true.

Singers: Be still my beating heart

Vicky: I don't know what to believe anymore.

Singers: Be still my beating heart

Evan: You'd better believe that I'm telling you the truth.

Singer: Never to be wrong

Vicky: I can't afford to trust you, Evan. I want you to leave.

Singer: Like singing in the wind or writing on the surface of a lake

Evan: Fine.

Singer: And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land struggle to avoid any help at hand

Evan: You just remember that I tried to be your friend.

Vicky: Get out.

Singer: My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion stop before you start be still my beating heart

Sam: All right, this leg -- perfect. Yeah. Ok. Can I get you to look -- that's good. Just tilt your head a little bit that way. A little up in the chin. Perfect.

Amanda: How's this?

Sam: Perfect. Just relax.

Amanda: Can I scratch my nose?

Sam: Sure. You know, I cleaned this canvass, so it's going to be a while before I can start painting.

Amanda: A while? Then why am I sitting here half naked? Sam?

Sam: Well, you don't know how you look half naked in this light.

Amanda: Just let me know if you need any -- inspiration.

Sam: What does that mean?

Amanda: Well, I wouldn't want to -- to stop you from creating your masterpiece.

Sam: Yeah, the hell you would.

[Amanda giggles]

Sam: I don't have to create this.

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