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Another World Transcript Tuesday 8/16/05

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Cass: Thank you for coming, Rachel.

Rachel: I assume you wanted to talk to me about the red swan.

Cass: Yes, that's right.

Rachel: Good news?

Cass: I'm afraid it's no news at all, actually, but I do have a couple of questions for you. Please.

Rachel: Ok.

Cass: They're about Lucas.

Rachel: You think he might have something to do with this?

Cass: I think it's a definite possibility. I'm checking it out.

Rachel: I've wondered about him ever since he arrived here.

Cass: Well, you're not alone.

Rachel: He's Iris' ally, and yet he's over at my house all the time. And he's usually talking about the red swan.

Cass: Is he?

Rachel: I've told him. I've told him I have no use for him, but he keeps showing up. I donít know what it is he wants or what he's after.

Cass: That's why I called you. I think the one person who can find that out is you.

Donna: You're back.

Michael: You're here.

Donna: Well, did you expect me to be in that silly little cubicle you tried to put me in this morning? How did the meeting go?

Michael: Fine, fine.

Donna: Oh, now, donít be so modest. I know you were brilliant and dynamic.

Michael: Donna, it was a budget meeting. I was hardly dynamic.

Donna: Well, I still wish I had been there. Well, maybe next time.

Michael: You're serious about this, aren't you?

Donna: Absolutely.

Michael: Well, then we have to have a little talk.

Donna: All right. About what?

Michael: Oh, about your working here. It's not going to work out.

Jake: Why did I keep it?

Vicky: Jake.

Jake: You came.

Vicky: I got your message.

Jake: I wasn't sure after everything --

Vicky: Let's not pretend we're bosom buddies, ok? It sounded urgent. I'm here, but I'm kind of in a rush.

Jake: She didnít even take this.

Vicky: Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?

Jake: Have you heard from her?

Vicky: No.

Jake: I mean, she called Donna. I just thought maybe --

Vicky: Jake, you've got to get used to this. You're not a part of her life anymore. You've got to move on.

Rachel: What do you want me to do?

Cass: Nothing.

Rachel: You just said --

Cass: I meant that you're the only one that Lucas seems to be interested in.

Rachel: I know. That's why I should investigate him.

Cass: I canít let you do that.

Rachel: Why not?

Cass: It would just be better if you stay out of it, that's all.

Rachel: He's dying to have me show some interest in him.

Cass: Why?

Rachel: I donít know. I could find that out.

Cass: That's my point exactly. If you change the way you relate to him, he'll get very suspicious.

Rachel: Not if I'm careful.

Cass: You donít know what you're dealing with here. None of us do.

Rachel: Then I could find out.

Cass: Lucas is no dummy. To get where he is, he had to have been very clever.

Rachel: I know, but we donít want to overestimate him.

Cass: Better that than underestimating him. And better that than him being wise to what we're up to and looking for a way to hurt us. Especially you.

Rachel: All right, you've made your point.

Cass: You'll stay out of it?

Rachel: You're right, it's a risk.

Cass: You'll stay out of it?

Rachel: It's a risk.

Cass: Ok. Listen, if you do find anything out, let me know, all right?

Rachel: Of course I will.

Cass: Well, I'm late for an appointment. Can I drop you somewhere?

Rachel: No, I have to wait for Stacey.

Cass: Oh, she's not in yet. Right.

Rachel: Well, I'll wait for her.

Cass: Ok.

Rachel: There's something in my ice cube.

Cass: I'm -- I'm sorry. Is it still alive?

Rachel: No, it's not animal, it's -- it's a piece of paper.

Cass: Paper?

Rachel: With a name, Caroline, on it.

Cass: Oh, I think I know who did that.

Rachel: You want to tell me about this?

Cass: It's a very long story.

Rachel: Forget it.

Cass: Do you have a few years? Yeah, I think we better forget it now. Stacey should be along soon, ok?

Rachel: Ok, I'll see you later.

Cass: I'll see you later.

Rachel: Yes, I need a number.

Iris: You're late.

Lucas: You're early.

Iris: Well, I donít like to keep people waiting.

Lucas: Back off, Iris.

Iris: No, I was only teasing, darling. Where's your sense of humor?

Lucas: I left it in that parking lot they call Bay Avenue. I mean, everything's backed up for blocks!

Iris: All right, all right. Come on, sit down, relax, have a glass of wine.

Lucas: Oh, nothing for me, thanks. Is Josie around?

Iris: Well, no, she's not due for another 40 minutes.

Lucas: She'll be held up like I am.

Iris: Oh, my goodness, we're in a very bad mood.

Lucas: Listen, we are behind on the "fresh faces" campaign. I donít like playing catch-up.

Iris: All right, all right, but just let's make the most of it. Let's look on the bright side. At least we can spend some time together.

Lucas: Whew. Ah. You're wearing the earrings I gave you.

Iris: And your favorite perfume.

Lucas: Mmm. What do you want?

Iris: Nothing.

Lucas: You always do this when you want something.

Iris: Does it work?

Frankie: I'm late. I'm interrupting. I feel terrible. What should I do?

Iris: Oh, well, if you really want to know --

Lucas: I asked Frankie to join us.

Iris: Oh, wonderful.

Lucas: Sit down, Frankie.

Iris: Canít Frankie wait until Josie arrives and then join us?

Frankie: Whatever you say, boss.

Iris: We were talking privately, dear.

Lucas: Iris, Frankie works for me. I need her, and I will decide when she's interrupting.

Frankie: I have time?

Lucas: Yeah.

Frankie: Terrific. I'll freshen up because the traffic is murder out there -- if that's ok with you, boss.

Lucas: Yeah. Just stay close.

Frankie: No problem.

Iris: I donít know what you see in that woman. I donít know why you hired her.

Lucas: I have my reasons.

Iris: I'm sure you do.

Lucas: She's young. She's on the way up.

Iris: Is that all?

Lucas: I'm someone she needs to be around.

Iris: What is it with you, Lucas? Why are people so drawn to you, whether you want them to be or not?

Frankie: The waiter was paging you. I didnít know whether or not to answer it by myself.

Lucas: Oh, yeah, I'll take it. It's probably New York.

Frankie: Right.

Lucas: This is Lucas.

Rachel: Lucas, this is Rachel.

Lucas: Hi.

Rachel: Your service told me I could track you down here. I think maybe we'd better talk.

Lucas: Really?

Rachel: Yes. Are you available for dinner this evening?

Lucas: I'll make sure I'm available.

Rachel: How about at our house?

Lucas: Fine.

Rachel: 6:00?

Lucas: Terrific. I'll see you then.

Rachel: All right, good.

Iris: Sounds like you have an engagement this evening.

Lucas: Yes, with Rachel.

Iris: Oh?

Lucas: We're having dinner this evening. I guess she's drawn to me, too.

Josie: Ok. What do you think?

Matt: Looks great, matches your eyes.

Josie: My eyes are blue, Matt.

Matt: Ok, it matches my eyes.

Josie: Your eyes are blue, too. Now, would you be serious? This is important.

Matt: Josie, every outfit you have tried on looks fantastic. Shouldnít you be going to Tops right about now?

Josie: Well, let me just try on the jacket.

Matt: Ok. Hey, why donít you try on that dress?

Josie: Well, I might wear that tonight.

Matt: Oh.

Josie: Now -- thank you.

Matt: You're welcome.

Josie: What do you think?

Matt: Wait wait, wait, wait. What's tonight?

Josie: We're having dinner at Tops. My mom and John invited us, remember?

Matt: Uh-huh. Hey, well, I have a good idea.

Josie: What?

Matt: Since the interview is at Tops, why donít you wear the same dress?

Josie: You hate the jacket.

Matt: I donít hate the jacket.

Josie: Yes, you do -- you said to wear the other dress. You donít think it's me.

Matt: Donít tell me what I think.

Josie: Ok, ok. I donít think it's me.

Matt: Then who is it?

Josie: It's too elegant.

Matt: It's a little simple jacket, Josie.

Josie: Well, it's too sophisticated.

Matt: Josie, you're going to be late.

Josie: Matthew, it doesn't matter if I go at all if I'm not wearing the right outfit. I wonít get the job.

Matt: Would that be such a tragedy?

Josie: This means a lot to me.

Matt: I know.

Josie: Well, then how come you're acting like it's not important?

Matt: Ok, I'm sorry. I donít mean to do that.

Josie: Matthew, if I get this job, everything is going to be perfect.

Matt: Aha. See, that's where we disagree. I think everything is perfect right now.

Josie: Oh, well -- well, I do, too, between you and me.

Matt: Mm-hmm.

Josie: But this is important, too. Why donít I like the way this looks?

Matt: Well, first of all, it's adjusted all wrong.

Josie: Adjusted wrong? What do you mean?

Matt: Oh, yeah. I mean, you can pick out the dress, I'll give you that. But you canít adjust it. Come here, I'll show you.

Josie: Adjust wrong? Tell me.

Matt: Come here. Yeah, see? Now, ok. If you undo this and, well, let that fall, I mean --

Josie: Matthew, stop.

Matt: Really. Mm-hmm. And then if you unzip this --

Josie: Matthew --

Matt: Uh-huh. Now, that's much more flattering to the eye.

Josie: You're going to get me all messed up.

Matt: What a shame.

Josie: Matthew, this isnít the right place.

Matt: You know, maybe you're right. Maybe you should be a little late for this interview after all.

Josie: Oh, I've missed you.

Matt: You know, we haven't been together since New York.

Josie: Yes, we have.

Matt: I mean, together alone, you know.

Josie: Oh. No, I guess we havenít.

Matt: Hmm. We havenít. How long do you have till your interview?

Josie: I got about a half-hour.

Matt: A half an hour, and we have the whole house to ourselves?

Josie: What if somebody should come home?

Matt: Nobody's going to come home. Who's going to come home? Aunt Liz? Ha-ha-ha. Aunt Liz? Aunt Liz? Oh, oh, you went out for the day, and you're not returning home till late evening? Oh, wow. Well, we can deal with that. Oh, and you heard from Russ, did you? Well, that's good. And we're not going to see him tonight till Tops? Well, that's great! I mean, hey -- I mean, certain doctors have to do that, but -- listen, there's no maid, no cook, nobody. The coast is clear. We're all alone.

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

Michael: Talent. Where yours lies.

Donna: Which is where?

Michael: Exactly my point. You see, I think you must find what I do here pretty boring.

Donna: Michael, I've just begun.

Michael: I know that, and I can see where it's headed.

Donna: Where?

Michael: Nowhere.

Donna: Michael, now, you agreed to this!

Michael: No, no, no, no. You agreed to this, for both of us.

Donna: But you know how important this is to me.

Michael: Honey, I love you. And I'm really happy that you want to work.

Donna: But then why are you trying to fire me already?

Michael: Fire you? I'm not trying to fire you. I'd never do that. I -- I just think you should do something where you're going to, well, do something you're better suited for.

Donna: Well, Michael, it's important for me to have something, something that's my own.

Michael: I understand that, and I want you to explore all your options.

Donna: Options?

Michael: Yes, something you're better suited for where, you can -- where you can put all your marvelous energy.

Donna: But I'm terrifically energetic here.

Michael: I know, you were. You are. It's just -- well, big business and you --

Donna: Michael, I love the game playing, just the way you and Mr. Soto were doing it this morning.

Michael: I know, but, honey, that so rarely happens. I mean, most of the time is spent copying and filing.

Donna: You donít do that.

Michael: Right, I donít, but you'd have to. I mean, you got to learn the ropes.

Donna: All right, copying and filing. Fine.

Michael: Donna, you have so much to offer in some other area, some other place. I'd really like it if you were really creative.

Donna: Michael, now, I know that the beginning of this isnít going to be easy, and I know that as time goes by it will become more exciting and it will become easier for me.

Michael: Honey, that could take months. Could take years.

Donna: Then I'll just have to persevere.

Michael: Oh, honey, what about your future, though? I mean, I'm only thinking of you, really.

Donna: I know. And that's very sweet.

Michael: I suggest you really think about this.

Donna: No, sometimes you think about things too much. Now, come here. Is it against the rules to give the boss a kiss? Hmm?

Michael: Donna --

Donna: All right, now, let's get to work. Chop-chop. Chop-chop. Come on.

Jake: How can it be over?

Vicky: She took off, just like Jamie did.

Jake: We loved each other.

Vicky: Big deal.

Jake: It should have been enough, Vicky.

Vicky: Jake, donít you know that people can love each other to death, and it still just -- just doesn't work out?

Jake: I guess.

Vicky: I donít want to talk about us.

Jake: Yeah. Maybe we should have never left Lassiter, huh?

Vicky: Jake, I donít want to look back, either.

Jake: We were best friends, Vicky!

Vicky: That was a long time ago.

Jake: Sometimes I just wish we could talk like we used to, you know?

Vicky: Yeah. But we canít, so --

Jake: Donít you miss it?

Vicky: I'm handling things on my own now, Jake. I like it better this way.

Jake: Sure. I bet you do.

Jake: You look great. Like you're on top of things, you know?

Vicky: Yeah. I guess.

Jake: Any reason in particular?

Vicky: Well, something happened to me. It made me feel good about myself again.

[Phone rings]

Vicky: Do you want me to --

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: Hello? Hello? Hello? Hang-up. I guess it was the wrong number. But I've got to get out of here because I get to have Steven this afternoon.

Jake: That's all you get him, is for an afternoon?

Vicky: Well, actually, Jamieís caught up in the hospital all day, so I insisted.

Jake: And he agreed to that?

Vicky: Well, what could he say, that he was better off with some maid at the Cory house?

Jake: Good for you. Oh, wait a minute. I bought this for Steven. Tell him -- just tell him it's from his Uncle Jake.

Vicky: Thanks. He'll like it.

Olivia: Boy, oh, boy, the traffic out there at this hour.

Josie: Olivia!

Olivia: It's bumper to bumper all the way from woodman.

Josie: Didnít you say something about going to a movie?

Olivia: Oh, I've seen it before.

Josie: Oh.

Olivia: I can never keep the French titles straight.

[Matt and Josie laugh]

Olivia: Oh, but, hey, donít mind me. My house is your house, after all.

Josie: Well, I was just on my way out.

Matt: Whoa, whoa, whoa -- why?

Josie: Because if traffic is as bad as Olivia says, I got to get there in plenty of time.

Matt: Oh. Ok. Listen, be careful, take care, donít be nervous, and good luck.

Josie: I'll try not to be nervous.

Matt: Ok. You're going to get this, I know it.

Josie: Oh, Matthew, I hope you're right.

Matt: Mm-hmm.

Josie: Bye.

Matt: Bye-bye.

Olivia: Good luck.

Josie: Thank you. Oh, I'll see you tonight at Tops, right?

Olivia: What?

Josie: Remember? My mother and John invited us, you, and Russ for dinner?

Olivia: Oh, right. Yeah, sure.

Josie: Bye.

Olivia: You better fix your hair.

Josie: I'll make sure I fix it before someone sees it. I got a brush right here.

Olivia: Ok.

Matt: Mm-hmm. Oh, gosh.

Olivia: Be great if she got this job.

Matt: Oh, yeah. She has a great chance, too.

Olivia: Well, she certainly is pretty enough to be a model. And her figure -- I mean, talk about perfect.

Matt: Yeah. Well, tell me about your career.

Olivia: Nothing much to tell.

Matt: Hmm. Are you still taking three classes a day?

Olivia: No, not right now. I'm trying to find some new teachers, actually.

Matt: Really?

Olivia: Yeah, I think I need a fresh start.

Matt: I can sympathize with that. So, how about auditions?

Olivia: Well, everything is in Chicago, you know. It's -- it's so much driving. It's really crazy. I mean, first I audition, and then of course they call me back, and so I have to drive all the way back into the city, and then the auditions are back-to-back half the time, and everybody tells me it's just a matter of time, and it's so dumb I canít --

Matt: Olivia -- Olivia, what's wrong?

Rachel: I think we're going to have the cold poached salmon, the vegetables from the garden. Tomatoes -- I think we'll just slice them. Lettuce salad and the sugar snap peas, and some potato of some sort. Oh, yes, he's an expert on wines.

Hilda: I'll check the selections with you.

Rachel: All right. My sources tell me that he likes his food simple and his wines expensive. Oh, yes, and he's apt to be punctual. This is not to be a romantic dinner, though. This is business. Formal, in the dining room.

Hilda: All right.

Rachel: I think that's it. Thank you.

Hilda: Yes, ma'am.

[Toy squeaks]

Rachel: What's that? What's that?

Vicky: I'll take him now, Rachel.

Rachel: Oh, Vicky.

Vicky: Come here, sweetie!

Rachel: Go to your mommy.

Vicky: Hi! Oh, Bridget canít wait to see you.

Rachel: I think he's looking forward to being with his mommy in his own home.

Vicky: Am I hearing things?

Rachel: I'm sorry the custody hearing got so ugly.

Vicky: You're sorry? No, you didnít give it a second thought then.

Rachel: That's not true, Vicky. I know how difficult this is for you.

Vicky: You donít know anything, Rachel.

Rachel: I donít want to argue with you.

Vicky: No, no, you donít want to argue. You just want me to stand here and listen to you tell me why I'm not fit to be with my son. Is that right?

Rachel: I was hoping we could learn to be civil with each other.

Vicky: Oh, holding out the old olive branch, huh?

Rachel: Yeah, in a way, yes.

Vicky: I doubt you would have done that if you had lost.

Rachel: I'd like to think I could have.

Vicky: I know better. You know, I spend a lot of time trying to fit in here, trying to be worthy of all of you. But you know something, Rachel? You Coryís aren't worthy of me. Oh, donít worry. I'll have Steven back on time. We're going to go see Bridget. We're going to go see Bridget. Yes, we are. Yes, we are.

Donna: Michael?

Michael: Yes? Donna, are you looking for more to Xerox?

Donna: I have an errand to run. I have to go out for a little while.

Michael: It's the middle of the afternoon.

Donna: I'm not going to be gone long.

Michael: But why --

Donna: Oh, and your secretary is away from her desk. She'll be back in just a few minutes.

Michael: But, Donna, there's no one there to cover my --

Donna: I'll be back!

Michael: Donna, there's no one there to screen my phone calls!

Caroline: You're here. Good.

Michael: Caroline. What are you doing here?

Caroline: Michael, I want to know what you're up to, and I want to know now.

Michael: This is not a good time.

Caroline: If you donít tell me, I'm going straight down the street to the police headquarters, and I'm going to tell them everything I know!

Michael: Oh, really? Which is what?

Caroline: You came to me with stolen art. I think the police would be very interested to know that Michael Hudson stole the red swan.

Frankie: Sauerkraut on a bun, hold the hotdog. No dripping over the sides, and a drop of mustard in the middle.

Vendor: Fussy.

Frankie: Well, there is an art to eating great food, and I am one of the world's great artistes.

Vendor: It's another quarter for the extra kraut.

Frankie: But there's no hotdog. You know, I could have had oysters Rockefeller for what this cost me.

Cass: Here you are. Good. Hi.

Frankie: How'd -- how'd you find me?

Cass: Well, fortunately, you bored the maitre d' at Tops for half an hour raving about this gentleman's sauerkraut.

Frankie: Why are you looking for me?

Cass: Come here. Excuse us. Where's Lucas?

Frankie: Why?

Cass: Do you know?

Frankie: Yeah, he's where I left him.

Cass: Where's that?

Frankie: Up there at Tops.

Cass: Are you sure?

Frankie: Yeah. He's with Iris, and he has meetings all afternoon. Why?

Cass: Does he know where you are?

Frankie: Probably. I left word. Why?

Cass: I think he's onto you.

Frankie: No way. I'm good at my business. If he were onto me, I'd know like that.

Cass: I had a talk with him last night.

Frankie: Yeah?

Cass: He made a very poignant remark about what a coincidence it was that you suddenly quit working for me and immediately happened to land a job with him.

Frankie: No. You're a real alarmist, you know that?

Cass: I'm telling you, Frankie, the guy is onto you!

Frankie: I'm telling you I am a pro. I'm good at what I do. I have Lucas eating out of my hand.

Cass: Is it the one filled with sauerkraut?

Frankie: Yeah, that one.

Cass: Yeah?

Frankie: Mm-hmm --

[Frankie squeals]

Frankie: Oh, my God! This is the first time I can remember

Frankie: Why the hell did you do that?

Cass: I think the technical term is I was saving your butt, Frankie.

Frankie: Well, you didnít have to kiss me.

Cass: What, you think I enjoyed it?

Frankie: Are you implying that I did?

Cass: What was Lucas doing down here anyway?

Frankie: Well, he was making a phone call.

Cass: Yeah, well -- but why didnít he do it up in Tops?

Frankie: Well, he didnít want anybody to hear.

Cass: Obviously, but --

Frankie: Look, I'll find out. Donít worry, I'll find out. Look, I'd better get back to Tops.

Cass: Be careful.

Frankie: Yeah. I'm not looking to be a heroine.

Cass: And, listen, Frankie, you're doing a good job -- I mean, with the investigation.

Frankie: Yeah, I know what you mean.

Cass: But your kissing --

Frankie: Yeah?

Cass: Well, I hate to tell you, but it could use a little work.

Frankie: Oh, I donít know about that, Cass. Judging from the sauerkraut hanging from your teeth, I'd say you got your money's worth.

Iris: Fabulous! You look -- you look absolutely fabulous.

Josie: Do you really think so?

Iris: Oh, yes. Didnít you see everybody looking at you when you got off the elevator? Come and sit down.

Josie: It's so good to see you.

Iris: Oh, I was so happy when you called to say that you were back.

Josie: I've missed you so much.

Iris: I've missed you, too, darling.

Josie: Oh, I'm so nervous.

Iris: Oh, come on, donít be silly. There's no need to be nervous. It's only Lucas. He seems to have disappeared at the moment. Not that that matters, it'll give us time to catch up.

Josie: Ok.

Iris: Well, we've got so much to catch up on.

Josie: Yes, we do. I've got so much to tell you.

Iris: Well, tell me, tell me. Now, tell me about -- well, what's life like at the Matthews'? Is Russ spoiling you to death?

Josie: Oh, he's been so good to me.

Iris: And so he should be. He's got the means. Besides, you could do with some pampering after what you've been through.

Josie: Well, my mother tried her best.

Iris: Oh, yeah, I'm sure -- no, I didnít mean her. I meant -- I meant New York and, you know, all that you've been through and everything.

Josie: Oh, it was so much fun.

Iris: Yeah, well, once you found your father. You spend every precious moment with him, Josie.

Josie: I will. I canít believe it. I have a father.

Iris: Well, especially one like Russ Matthews, with all that lovely money.

Josie: Oh, it wouldnít matter if he was poor. I'm used to that.

Iris: Listen to me, Josie. This is your big chance.

Josie: I know.

Iris: You take advantage of it, ok?

Josie: That's why I'm here.

Iris: So, tell me, does -- does Matthew know about the interview?

Josie: Well, yeah, I tell him everything.

Iris: Well, do you think he would have mentioned it to Rachel and the others?

Josie: Yeah. Amanda knows.

Iris: Oh, well, she wonít be too happy about that.

Lucas: Josie, is that you?

Josie: Lucas.

Lucas: I kept wondering who Iris was talking to. Who was this beautiful, sophisticated young woman with such an air of confidence?

Josie: Me.

Iris: Yes, you.

Lucas: It's almost a total metamorphosis.

Iris: Still our same sweet Josie.

Frankie: Is that my little cousin --

Josie: Frankie!

Frankie: I donít believe it! Look at you! You look amazing!

Josie: Thank you.

Lucas: Frankie, where have you been?

Frankie: Me?

Lucas: Yeah, you. You are my assistant. I expect you to be where you're needed when you're needed.

Iris: While we're on the subject of who was where --

Lucas: I beg your pardon?

Iris: Was I imagining it, or did you just simply disappear?

Lucas: No, I was here.

Iris: Oh, you were keeping a very low profile, then.

Lucas: Well, I had to stop, get something out of my car, ran into a business associate in the lobby. Never left the building.

Olivia: For the first time in my life, I'm scared.

Matt: Why?

Olivia: It started when I didnít get Juliet.

Matt: Listen, I know you're disappointed about that.

Olivia: No, it was more than that. I -- I felt like such a fool.

Matt: Well, why?

Olivia: Maybe I'm no good.

Matt: Wait a minute, you thought that after one audition?

Olivia: I donít know what in the world made me think I could dance Juliet.

Matt: You can dance Juliet. Now, come on, this doesn't sound like the Olivia I know.

Olivia: No, you see, New York was the big test. And I blew it.

Matt: What, so you're not going to dance again?

Olivia: No, I canít.

Matt: Yes, you can.

Olivia: No, I --

Matt: Yes, you can. You put on the leotard, you put on the funny little shoes --

Olivia: I canít! I try! I try every day. And I look at myself in the mirror, and, God, I hate what I see.

Matt: Listen to me. You auditioned for a part. You got rejected. It hurt. I know. But you have to move on, you have to put that behind you, because one day you're going to go into an audition and someone's going to think you're a terrific dancer, you're going to get that part, and you're going to have your confidence back. You got to keep going for it.

Olivia: God, I donít know what I'd do if I couldn't dance.

Matt: You will dance. You have too much damn talent not to dance.

Olivia: You really think so?

Matt: Yes, I think so. I was a Nijinsky in my former life. I know about these things, ok?

Olivia: You know, this is a real breakthrough for me.

Matt: What, you not being totally obnoxious?

Olivia: No! Talking about what I feel.

Matt: I'm sorry.

Olivia: You're my friend, right?

Matt: Definitely.

Olivia: And I'm yours.

Matt: Oh, I hope so. I've been a prince to you.

Olivia: Yes, you have.

Matt: Oh. A compliment, too. I'm surprised.

Olivia: I just hope that -- well, I know you're involved with Josie. I hope I see you now and then.

Matt: Yeah, why wouldnít you?

Olivia: Well, because you'll be busy.

Matt: Never too busy to stop by the Matthews household, especially since Josieís here.

Olivia: That is kind of convenient, isnít it?

Matt: Mm-hmm. I'll probably be around here so much you'll get sick and tired of seeing me.

Olivia: Yeah, you're right. I probably will.

Matt: What?

Olivia: Yeah.

Lucas: One of Europe's best.

Iris: He certainly does exquisite lighting.

Josie: He is going to photograph me?

Frankie: My little cousin having her photo taken by Rafaello? Oh, wow!

Iris: Just as long as he doesn't fall in love with her and carry her off somewhere.

Lucas: I told him, hands off. Ooh, I have to go.

Iris: Oh, not again.

Lucas: Remember, my dinner engagement?

Iris: Oh, yeah, I remember.

Lucas: Can I drop you?

Frankie: Oh, sure, if it's not out of your way.

Lucas: If what's out of my way?

Frankie: The spa. I've arranged to have the works because I'm not a knockout like my little cousin here.

Lucas: Well, all the Frame women I've seen were quite attractive.

Iris: Am I going to be seeing you later, Lucas?

Lucas: I'll call you.

Frankie: I'll see you all later.

Lucas: Bye-bye.

Frankie: Bye-bye.

Josie: Bye, Lucas.

Iris: Bye.

Iris: So, tell me -- I want to hear everything, especially about Matthew, because, I mean, you two were having problems when you were in New York.

Josie: Oh, everything's fine. It's more than fine. I'm so happy.

Iris: That's because you're in love. Being in love is the most wonderful feeling in the world.

Josie: Is there maybe someone new in your life?

Iris: Josie, do you know, I think there actually could be.

Michael: Caroline, I canít tell you everything.

Caroline: You haven't told me anything.

Michael: Look I donít have the red swan.

Caroline: A man is in jail, you know. He's accused of stealing it.

Michael: Well, maybe he did.

Caroline: Cass thinks he's innocent. Anyway, this doesn't help me.

Michael: What do you mean?

Caroline: I've had the police at the gallery three times already, Michael.

Michael: Well, you knew to expect that.

Caroline: They make me nervous. They're asking me questions about the homer and the Ming vase.

Michael: I'm sure that you handled them perfectly.

Caroline: Yeah, by perjuring myself and telling them that I know nothing.

Michael: Now, wait a minute. You knew that might happen, and I made it worth your while.

Caroline: This could be big trouble for me, Michael. Receiving stolen goods?

Michael: Well, I appreciate you putting yourself out for me like this.

Caroline: Why? For what?

Michael: Lucas.

Caroline: But I offered him the stolen art and he didnít take the bait.

Michael: Well, he will.

Caroline: How do you know? And that's what I want to know. And I want to know now.

Michael: Look Ė

Vicky: See Grandpa for a visit?

Michael: Hi.

Vicky: Oh, Dad, sorry. You're busy.

Michael: No, no, no, it's ok. I'm never too busy for you.

Vicky: Oh --

Michael: Hi.

Vicky: Hi! Hi, Caroline. Dad, really, we can come back later.

Michael: Oh, no, no, no, no. Actually, Caroline was just leaving.

Vicky: Oh --

Caroline: We can finish later. Oh, he's beautiful, Vicky.

Vicky: Thank you.

Caroline: Ta-da, then.

Vicky: Bye. Yeah?

Michael: Yeah, she was here just talking about the art auction.

Vicky: Really? I thought Mom was handling that. Dad, what's wrong?

Michael: Oh. Nothing.

Vicky: Come on. You're upset about something.

Michael: It's nothing serious, really. It's just that -- it's your mother. She's decided she wants to work here.

Vicky: Mom, work?

Michael: I can appreciate her wanting to be more involved with me, but this is not going to work out.

Vicky: Yeah, you're telling me.

Michael: I wonder, maybe you might want --

Vicky: Oh, no, no, no, donít you dare get me involved in this.

Michael: Vicky, I'm in a little bit of a spot here. I am working on some stuff that your mother absolutely cannot be involved in. I just have to find a way to let her down gently.

Vicky: Well, she's going to be upset.

Michael: Will you help me?

Vicky: I'll try.

Michael: Ok. Thank you.

Donna: Jake?

Jake: You never did give me that key back.

Donna: Well, it's a good thing.

Jake: What do you want, Donna?

Donna: I came to see how you were doing and to help finish packing these things of Marleyís. I know that it's painful for you to do this.

Jake: Yeah, Jakeís doing the best he can packing, Donna. It's not a lot of laughs. I need a beer.

Jake: How about a truce?

Donna: A truce?

Jake: Just for the day. Here.

Donna: Beer?

Jake: Yeah. I even brought you a glass.

Donna: Donít you get foam all over your mouth when you drink it?

Jake: That's part of the fun. All right, here you go. Take it.

Donna: Thank you.

Jake: Sit down, relax. Have a seat.

Donna: All right.

Jake: No, no, why donít you sit over here?

Donna: Ok.

Jake: So, why was it you said you dropped by again?

Donna: I wanted to see how you were doing, and I wanted to help you finish --

Jake: Help me pack, yeah. Well, I'm fine. Vicky was here.

Donna: Oh, was she?

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Donna: How long did she stay?

Jake: Why?

Donna: Nothing. It's not important. But you're still suffering over Marley, and I think you should be very careful about trying to --

Jake: Substitute one -- one sister for the other.

Donna: Well, you've done it before.

Jake: That was you who called before, wasn't it, Donna? That's why you're here.

Jake: That was you that called earlier, wasn't it?

Donna: Now, why on earth would I do something like that?

Jake: Oh, I donít know, Donna, to check up on me?

Donna: Now, that's not fair. I did not call to check up on you.

Jake: But you did call.

Donna: All right, I did call, but it was not to do that. I really wanted to see how you were, and when Victoria answered the telephone --

Jake: Damn it, Donna, when are you going to stop butting in my life?

Donna: I'll tell you when -- when you stop butting into my life!

Jake: Well, what do you mean, butting?

Donna: Leave Victoria alone!

Jake: Oh, for God's sakes.

Donna: She's been hurt enough.

Jake: You think I'm after Vicky?

Donna: Stranger things have happened.

Jake: We're at each other's throat, Donna.

Donna: You've been at other parts of her anatomy, also, Jake.

Jake: Not anymore.

Donna: Can you promise me that?

Jake: I donít have to promise you anything! Donít you have anything better to do than run around all day long, trying to figure out what's going on between me and your daughters? What is it with you?

Frankie: Hey, boss.

Cass: Hey, you got to stop calling me that. One day you're going to slip up in front of Lucas.

Frankie: Oh, it's terrific the way you keep telling me how lousy I am at my job. It's very encouraging.

Cass: I just want you to stay out of trouble, that's all.

Frankie: I'm cool. As a matter of fact, Lucas dropped me off near here.

Cass: He's on his way home?

Frankie: He has a dinner date.

Cass: With whom?

Frankie: I donít know. I couldn't find a smooth way to casually ask, although there is one thing I got a line on.

Cass: What?

Frankie: You know that phone call he made from the park?

Cass: Yeah.

Frankie: He lied to Iris about it, said that he never left the building.

Cass: That's it? I was expecting some real, hard information.

Frankie: You know, these things take time. You have to put the puzzle together one piece at a time, so let's try some patience here, ok? I promise you I will find out what he's up to.

Cass: Ok, you're right. Take it slow, make sure. You're right.

Frankie: Right. So, I guess you'll be getting together with Caroline this evening.

Cass: Oh. I hope so. How's your voodoo going?

Frankie: Say what?

Cass: The ice cube trick. How's it going?

Frankie: What ice cube -- I have no idea what you're talking about.

Cass: Oh, yes, you do, sure. It's -- here's the evidence right here, in your handwriting. Ice cube.

Frankie: Oh, that ice cube trick, yeah.

Cass: Yeah, that ice cube trick. How's it going?

Frankie: It was just fun.

Cass: Really?

Frankie: Yeah. I was trying to cool Caroline off a bit.

Cass: Oh, yeah? Why?

Frankie: She's not my favorite person.

Cass: Why not?

Frankie: Why? Are you 2 years old? It's a personality clash, Cass.

Cass: Yeah?

Frankie: And since she's always around here, I just thought --

Cass: Uh-huh. Frankie?

Frankie: Mm-hmm?

Cass: Are you sure that's all? Are you sure there's not more?

Frankie: That's it, Cass. That's all.

Cass: Yeah?

Frankie: Mm-hmm.

Cass: I've been thinking, you know, about the park today.

Frankie: Oh, yeah, yeah. I'd completely forgotten about that.

Cass: Oh, really?

Frankie: Mm-hmm.

Cass: Oh, hmm. Yeah, I was thinking that maybe you should try the ice cube trick on yourself.

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

Cass: No? Well, you have to admit you did get a little carried away.

Frankie: Now, you were the one who grabbed me.

Cass: I was protecting you, you ingrate!

Frankie: Oh, sure, you were, you bozo!

Cass: Donít worry! It'll never happen again!

Frankie: Good. I was going to say exactly the same thing

Cass: Oh, yeah?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Well, you can count on it from my end, that's for sure! What ingratitude.

Frankie: You know, you're going crazy! You're talking to yourself!

Cass: I'm talking to you!

Frankie: Oh, yeah, right, you Ė

Caroline: I'm back.

Michael: Obviously. What's this?

Caroline: I'm out.

Michael: Caroline --

Caroline: No arguments. I'm out right now.

Michael: But I have arguments, good ones.

Caroline: All you keep asking me to do is to trust you.

Michael: You should.

Caroline: There are limits, Michael.

Michael: Look, I understand.

Caroline: No, no, no, no. That's enough. You have a choice. You either level with me completely or I'm out. And if the police say anything, I'm going to go --

Michael: All right, all right! You have a right to know.

Caroline: Lucas is this dangerous?

Rachel: Hilda!

Lucas: I told Hilda to set the table outside. Much more informal. I hope you donít mind.

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