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Another World Transcript Thursday 8/25/05

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Stacey: I just thought of something.

Derek: What?

Stacey: Why Caroline would take the red swan.

Derek: What is it?

Stacey: Cass -- he once told me that Caroline was in financial trouble and that the gallery was going to go under.

Derek: Oh, yeah?

Stacey: Yeah. Who would know more about valuable art than the local art gallery owner?

Derek: Right.

Stacey: And Caroline hangs around here an awful lot waiting for Cass.

Derek: Enough to pick up the combination to the safe?

Stacey: Yeah. I mean, it's never been that much of a secret before because we've never kept anything that valuable in there.

Derek: Well, if she's dealing in stolen art, then she's going to want to get rid of us as fast as she can.

Stacey: That's right. You said that before.

Derek: Ok, how late is this gallery open tonight?

Stacey: It says it closes early on Friday. When do we leave?

Derek: We donít.

Stacey: But you just said we've got --

Derek: Yeah, well, I'm going to be doing this on my own.

[Doorbell rings]

[Matt whistles]

Olivia: Oh, good, you're home.

Matt: Olivia.

Olivia: I was afraid some maid or butler would answer the door or something and then I'd have to figure out what to tell them -- why I was here to see you and everything. It would be weird and --

Matt: Well, what's wrong? What's wrong?

Olivia: Father's probably on his way to Paris right now and -- you're all dressed up.

Matt: Yeah, I know.

Olivia: You going out?

Matt: Yeah. Michael Hudson and his wife are having a little party for John and Sharlene.

Olivia: And Josieís mother. I forgot, yeah.

Matt: Right.

Olivia: So you and Josie are going?

Matt: Yeah. That's why I'm dressed up.

Olivia: You know, I was kind of surprised that Josie and her mother are so chummy. I mean, the last thing I heard they were --

Matt: They're working out a few things.

Olivia: And I suppose you're helping them?

Matt: Yeah. If I can, I will.

Olivia: You know, for a poor little helpless farm girl, Josie certainly ends up with everything she wants.

Evan: Well, your mother has sure organized some party on the spur of the moment.

Vicky: Well, it's not too difficult when you have a chef, a caterer, and three maids on the payroll.

Jamie: Yeah, but the only trouble with these impromptu things is the guest list can get so easily out of control.

Evan: Why donít I go see if I can help out the hostess?

Vicky: Hmm -- I'll be there in a minute. Jamie, how was Steven when you left?

Jamie: He was just fine. I gave him his bath, and Mom is putting him to sleep.

Vicky: Hmm. Well, can you give him a kiss for me, tell him that I miss him and I'll see him soon?

Jamie: I sure will.

Vicky: Ok. If you'll excuse me --

Jamie: Vicky, what's going on between you and Bates?

[Doorbell rings]

Michael: Iris.

Iris: Hello, Michael.

Lucas: Michael.

Michael: Lucas. Well, look, I'd like to invite you in, but we're having a party, as you can see.

Iris: I know. We were invited.

Michael: By whom?

Iris: Josie, of course.

Michael: Oh.

Iris: We're very close at the moment and she insisted that I come.

Michael: I see. And you invited Lucas?

Lucas: Well, actually, I invited myself.

Michael: I donít understand why. You donít know my brother John, nor Sharlene.

Lucas: I know you. Donít you think it's time we caught up on old times?

Stacey: You are not going to Carolineís alone.

Derek: Oh, yes, I am.

Stacey: You just got out on bail.

Derek: So?

Stacey: Well, what if somebody catches you?

Derek: If I get nailed, it's not going to help me to have you along.

Stacey: Oh, so you think I'm going to make some stupid mistake?

Derek: Is that what you thought I meant?

Stacey: I donít know what you meant.

Derek: Look, you did a great job in that courtroom today. And if you hadn't stood up to that judge the way you did, I'd still be in jail. And I kept my mouth shut and I let you do what you know how to do.

Stacey: So this is what you know how to do?

Derek: I was breaking into places I wasn't supposed to be in since I was 5 years old.

Stacey: Good. Then you can teach me.

Derek: Yeah, I could, and you'd pick it up. You're pretty sharp.

Stacey: Why, thank you.

Derek: But I donít want you to know.

Stacey: Why not?

Derek: Because I donít want you to be like me. I like you the way you are.

Stacey: Look, when you met me, I was an uptight lawyer with no sense of adventure or anything, and now I'm different.

Derek: Stacey, I want you to stay here.

Stacey: Well, obviously.

Derek: Look, cops aren't going to find that red swan because they're not looking for it in the right places.

Stacey: I know.

Derek: Well, that means we have to do it, and we have to do it fast.

Stacey: Right, so why wonít you let me help you?

Derek: You already did that -- you got me out of jail -- so now it's my turn. I know how to get in that gallery, and I know who to talk to on the street.

Stacey: But if somebody catches you --

Derek: If they catch me and you're with me, that makes you an accessory, right? You're no good to me at all.

Stacey: I hate it when you're right. So what do you want me to do, just sit here and wait for you?

Derek: I wonít be gone that long, ok?

Stacey: Derek --

Derek: Stacey --

Stacey: There's another reason why I donít want you to go alone. It's just that time passes so slowly when you're not around. And I donít want anything to happen to you.

Derek: I never had anybody worried about me like that before.

Stacey: But you know it's more than just worrying, donít you?

Derek: I'll be back before you know it. Ok?

Stacey: Hey -- be careful.

Matt: Josie doesn't get everything she wants.

Olivia: She doesn't?

Matt: No, she doesnít. Things have been going well, and it's about time. She's been through a lot.

Olivia: All right, I'm sorry.

Matt: You make it sound like she has some sort of plan or something. Have you been crying?

Olivia: I hate saying goodbye to him.

Matt: Your dad?

Olivia: You'd think that I'd be good at it by now.

Matt: I didnít know your life was like that, always saying goodbye.

Olivia: He doesn't want to hurt me. It's just that he loves his career so much and it's what he's always done. He really wants me to understand.

Matt: Hey, listen, I can be a few minutes late. Why donít we go take a walk and you can talk about it -- walk-and-talk.

Olivia: No. No, that's fine.

Matt: Come on -- no, it's ok. I donít mind.

Olivia: Josieís waiting for you. You go on. I'm sorry I bothered you.

Matt: No, you didnít, you didnít. Let me walk you to your car.

Olivia: All right. Do you mind if I freshen up a little bit first? If Aunt Liz sees I've been crying she's going to ask me a million questions.

Matt: No, go ahead. Use the bathroom in the foyer. I'll wait for you.

Olivia: All right, thanks.

Matt: Yeah.

Olivia: Actually, you know, I'll probably have to do a major overhaul on my whole face, so why donít you just go on to your party.

Matt: You going to be ok?

Olivia: Yeah.

Matt: You sure?

Olivia: Yeah.

Matt: Ok, I'll talk to you later.

Olivia: Ok.

Olivia: Bye.

Olivia: Whew.

Sam: I want to do a whole series.

Amanda: On me?

Sam: Yeah. We'll paint at night after we put Alli to bed.

Amanda: Sam, I've been talking to Matthew.

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: Well, he seems to think that Mom is doing a lot worse than she's been letting on.

Sam: What does that got to do with you sitting for me?

Amanda: I'm just not so sure that I'm going to have all that much free time.

Sam: Well, come on. I said we'd do it at night.

Amanda: I know, but I've been taking an awful lot of time off. And I really need to spend some time helping Mom.

Sam: At the office?

Amanda: Look, she's been irritable and short with everybody, and she's even been missing appointments. That isnít like her.

Sam: Isnít there somebody else besides you?

Amanda: Well, that's the other thing. She wonít delegate authority, so I seem to be the only one that can step in and take the load off of her without being asked.

Sam: So basically what this means is as far as Alli and I are concerned, you're going to be the phantom again.

Amanda: No. Come on, it isnít going to be that bad. I know that Mom is going to be much better when she has some time to herself.

Sam: And the portrait series is on hold?

Amanda: Well, you understand, donít you, Sam?

Vicky: Are we or are we not getting a divorce?

Jamie: You know we are.

Vicky: Well, then why are you asking me about Evan?

Jamie: I'm related to him and he's my mother's right-hand man at Cory Publishing. If you're seeing him, I'd like to be warned.

Vicky: All right. Here's the deal. I think he's a lot of fun and we have a great time together. I like being with him, period.

Jamie: I hope you know he can be kind of an operator.

Vicky: Well, according to you, that should make him right up my alley.

Jamie: And he can be deceitful.

Vicky: So can you.

Evan: Here you go, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, much better. Thank you.

Evan: I'm sorry, Jamie. I didnít bother to ask you if you wanted something to drink.

Jamie: Donít worry about it, Evan. I'm on call anyway. I heard about your accident from Evan.

Vicky: Really? When did you two talk?

Jamie: I'm just glad that Steven wasn't there.

Vicky: Well, you've made sure of that.

Jamie: Well, I'm just glad it wasn't serious.

Vicky: Actually, the real adventure was where we had to stay before we got the car towed. That place was so crummy, donít you think?

Evan: Yeah, it was real crummy.

Jamie: Where you had to stay?

Vicky: Well, you see, we couldn't call the tow truck until the next morning, so we had to stay in this really sleazy motel. We are talking no stars in the travel guide. I just couldn't believe that they only had one room left.

Jamie: Well, at least you had each other. Excuse me.

Vicky: This is turning out to be a great party after all. It hasn't even started yet.

Evan: Vicky, I donít like what you're doing.

Vicky: What?

Evan: I said I donít like what you're doing at all.

Man: Yeah, Mr. Hudson, right?

Michael: Yes.

Man: Yeah, we're from Frame Construction.

Michael: Oh. Oh, great. Well, come on in. This is Donna, my wife.

Donna: How do you do?

Michael: I think she'd be glad to show you where to get some food and something to drink. Make yourselves at home.

Man: The happy couple's not here yet?

Donna: No, not yet.

Michael: Look, you are more than welcome to stay for the party, but as I've said, I donít believe we've met ever prior to the time you came to Bay City.

Lucas: It's just that's odd, because it stands out in my mind so clearly.

Iris: Oh, look. There's Victoria over there. I think I'll just go and say hello.

Lucas: Sure. Huh. Are you going to stick to this story?

Michael: "Story?"

Lucas: Yeah, that we never met?

Michael: Well, either we never met or you simply made no impression on me whatsoever.

Lucas: Ok.

Donna: Darling?

Michael: Donna. Donna, this is Iris' date, Lucas. Josie invited Iris, Iris invited Lucas.

Donna: Yes. How do you do? We've met.

Lucas: Yes, at Iris'.

Donna: Yes.

Lucas: Nice to see you again.

Donna: Hi. How are you? I just came over here to remind you that this is a party and that you two aren't supposed to be discussing business.

Michael: Business? What makes you think we'd be talking business?

Donna: Now, donít be so innocent. I saw Lucas' name on that piece of paper in your office.

Lucas: Oh, did you? How interesting.

Sam: Have you been waiting to spring this on me?

Amanda: Sort of.

Sam: This wasn't Evanís idea, was it, you putting in all these extra hours?

Amanda: No. Evan had nothing to do with this. Are you mad?

Sam: No.

Amanda: Look, I know things have been a little rough lately.

Sam: It's ok. I mean, I understand. I mean, your father died. Things are going to be rough for a while.

Amanda: I'm just worried about Mom. No two people ever loved each other more than she and Daddy.

Sam: "No two people"?

Amanda: Sam, what I mean is they were married for such a long time. Look, canít you put the series off for just a little while? I'd love to sit for you.

Sam: Amanda, painting you got me going again. I really donít want to lose the momentum.

Amanda: Canít you do a little from memory? At least until I find some time?

Sam: Actually, my heart wouldnít be in it without you there.

Amanda: I feel really bad.

Sam: Oh, well, hey, that's all right. You know, I'll just muddle along and do something else until you can find time to fit me in.

Amanda: That's terrible.

Sam: I know. Did it work?

Amanda: No, it didnít, because I know that you are gifted and talented enough to do fine on your own.

Sam: Mm-hmm?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

[Alli cries]

Amanda: There's Alli.

Sam: That kid has great timing.

Amanda: I'll go get her.

Sam: Yeah.

Sam: What are you doing here?

Iris: Well, well, well. I didnít expect to see you two together.

Evan: If you'll excuse me, I have to make a phone call.

Iris: Do you get the feeling that Evan didnít want to talk to me?

Vicky: Oh, it's not you.

Iris: Pardon?

Vicky: Nothing.

Iris: Are you and Evan a twosome?

Vicky: Well, that seems to be the question on everyone's lips tonight.

Iris: Vicky, it's none of my business, but I would hate to think that he was socializing with you just to influence how you vote at Cory.

Vicky: Donít worry, Iris.

Iris: I'm not worried. I know how persuasive Evan can be -- in business, of course.

Vicky: I'm still on your side. My interest in Evan is personal.

Michael: Actually, Donna is quite mistaken.

Donna: No, I'm not. How many people just have one name?

Michael: Well, actually, I have a lot of business dealings with the Lucas acquisition company in Oregon.

Donna: No, this wasn't Lucas acquisitions. It specifically just said --

Michael: Oh, gosh, Donna, the champagne!

Donna: Yeah?

Michael: I completely forgot. You know the champagne you sent me to get for the party?

Donna: Yes.

Michael: I had to get a different brand. Would you check the box with me to make sure I got something we can serve?

Donna: Oh.

Michael: If you'll excuse us, please?

Lucas: Certainly.

Michael: Please --

Iris: Oh, I am so thrilled I came to this party. I found out something very interesting already.

Lucas: So have I. Let's get a drink.

[Doorbell rings]

Angela: Oh, the guests of honor.

Sharlene: Hello.

John: Hi, Angela.

Sharlene: Nice to see you.

Josie: Hello.

Angela: I'll tell Mr. And Mrs. Hudson that you're here.

Matt: Thank you.

Sharlene: Thank you -- Oh -- look, the guys are here.

John: Oh, hi. Mike must have invited the whole crew.

Sharlene: This is going to be so much fun.

Josie: Oh, and you know what? You deserve it, because I'm so happy for you.

Sharlene: Oh, I can tell. You should see your room. What a mess. She's bad.

Josie: My room is fine.

Sharlene: She's bad.

Iris: Sharlene, John, may I offer my congratulations. I am so thrilled for you.

Sharlene: Well --

John: Thank you, Iris.

Sharlene: I'm surprised to see you here tonight, Iris.

Iris: Josie, didnít you tell your mother?

Josie: Well, I -- I invited her, mama.

Sharlene: I see. That's wonderful.

Josie: How are you?

Iris: Hello, darling. Lovely to see you, and, you, Matthew. My goodness, it's been so long.

Matt: Yes, it has.

Josie: Mm-hmm.

Iris: I'm sure you're pleased to have her back in Bay City?

Matt: Yes, I am.

Sharlene: I think we're all happy.

Vicky: Hey.

Sharlene: Very.

Iris: We are having so much --

Vicky: You're here! Hi! Congratulations!

Sharlene: Well --

Vicky: Hi! Would you guys come in? Everybody, the happy couple's here!

Matt: I guess the party's started here.

Vicky: Whoo!

Matt: Why donít we go over to the -- oops, excuse me.

Sharlene: Iris, I'd like to talk to you for just a second about Josie.

Iris: Oh. Yes, of course.

Vicky: Excuse me.

Josie: Sure.

Vicky: I know you're mad.

Evan: I donít like being used to make Jamie jealous.

Vicky: What?

Evan: You were just dying to tell him that we spent the night in a motel.

Vicky: Hey, you're the one who told him about the accident.

Evan: I didnít tell him about the motel. You did in graphic detail.

Vicky: What's the big deal?

Evan: All right, what's the difference between you telling him that and him using those pictures in the courtroom, Vicky?

Vicky: Well, it all depends on how you look at it, I suppose.

Evan: Yeah, but dirty tactics are dirty tactics no matter whose idea it is.

Vicky: Fine, you're off the hook.

Evan: What?

Vicky: I can get through this evening without you.

Angela: But I didnít think you were on the guest list.

Vicky: Oh, it's all right, Angela. He's with me.

Jake: I am?

Vicky: You are now.

Jake: Good.

[Michael sighs]

Donna: Michael, we have a party to host.

Michael: Donna, we can take care of that after you and I have a little talk.

Donna: All right.

Michael: What goes on in my office stays in my office.

Donna: It wasn't Lucas acquisitions, was it?

Michael: Yes, but it doesn't matter what it was.

Donna: Well, why are you so angry? What's wrong with his name being on a piece of paper on your desk? He said he knew you.

Michael: He doesnít. He's wrong.

Donna: But he distinctly said that he knew you.

Michael: Donna -- look, I donít want you in my office anymore, all right?

Donna: Why?

Michael: If you insist on learning my business, I insist that you learn it someplace other than my office.

Donna: This is not acceptable. I'm not going to be stuck in that stupid little cubicle.

Michael: Donna, I'm going to give you a choice. You either do it my way or you do it --

Donna: Or I donít come into the office. Is that what you're trying to say? You're trying to fire me?

Donna: I'm so weary of receiving ultimatums from you.

Michael: All right, all right, wait. Just sit down with me for a second here. Now, you wanted to learn the business world, right?

Donna: Right.

Michael: All right, well, one of the first lessons you learn in business is, is I have what you want, that means I get to set the terms.

Donna: You're trying to make me quit, aren't you?

Michael: I'm giving you a choice.

Donna: All right, fine. You win. I'm quitting. I quit!

Michael: All right, that's your decision.

Donna: It's not my decision! You know perfectly well it's not my decision!

Michael: It was your decision to quit, just like it was your decision to open your mouth to Lucas just now.

Donna: That's a mistake!

Michael: I canít afford mistakes, Donna, especially with him.

Donna: Why?

Michael: Business. It's business.

Donna: Business. Go to your guests, Michael. Go -- go to the party.

Michael: Honey --

Donna: Go.

Michael: Honey, look, just because I canít work with you -- I love you.

Donna: How can you love me when you think so little of me?

Michael: That's not true.

Donna: I'm going to show you. I'm going to show you what I can do if somebody gives me a chance.

Michael: Donna, you donít have to show me anything.

Donna: Go, Michael, go. Go take care of your guests. Oh!

Sharlene: Iris, I understand you have big plans for Josie.

Iris: Absolutely.

Sharlene: Tell me honestly, do you really think she can be a model? I mean, do you think she can make a career of this?

Iris: I wouldnít support her in this if I didnít.

Sharlene: Well, I know it's what she wants. What young girl does not want to be a model?

Iris: The difference is that Josie can do it. Look, Sharlene, I donít want to hurt her. I'm very, very fond of her. And now that I know that she's Russ' daughter, well, it's --

Sharlene: What?

Iris: Russ and I, we're very old and very dear friends. So now it's even more important to me that I look out for her.

Sharlene: Fine.

Iris: I beg your pardon?

Sharlene: If this is what Josie wants and you're in a position to get it for her, then fine.

Iris: I'm a little surprised. Have you -- have you changed your mind about me or something?

Sharlene: No. I've learned to respect my daughter's choices, that's all. I hope you'll do the same, Iris.

John: Excuse me. The guys have a gift for you.

Sharlene: They weren't supposed to bring anything.

John: Oh, it's sort of a gag gift.

Sharlene: Oh?

John: Try to laugh a lot, all right?

Sharlene: I'll try.

John: You know them.

Sharlene: Nice talking to you.

John: Excuse us.

Iris: Yes.

Lucas: Michael?

Michael: Lucas. I'm sorry. I really donít have time to talk now. As a matter of fact, I haven't even had time to talk to my brother and his fiancťe.

Lucas: Yeah. I must admit I was interested about what your wife said.

Michael: Well, like I said, she was confused.

Lucas: Yeah. Does she work with you?

Michael: No.

Lucas: Well, I'd forgotten. What business are you in, actually?

Michael: Well, actually, you haven't forgotten because I never told you.

Lucas: Oh. Then why donít you tell me now? Unless, of course, you have some reason to keep it secret.

Vicky: So why are you here, not that I'm not glad to see you?

Jake: Hey, I am as happy for John and Sharlene as the next guy.

Vicky: You donít even know John and Sharlene.

Jake: You canít let a small formality like that stand in the way of a good party.

Vicky: I'm going to mingle.

Jake: Oh, I noticed that -- that --

Vicky: What? What?

Jake: Jamie and Evan are here.

Vicky: Yeah. So are all those hunky construction workers.

Jake: Vicky, you're so bad.

Vicky: Oh, suddenly I have an interest in, like, I-beams or e-beams -- whatever -- rivets. I'll see you later.

Jake: Sure.

Vicky: Hey.

Jake: Oh. Oh, Donna, you are smoking.

Donna: Jake --

Jake: Must have something to do with that massage you had yesterday, huh?

Donna: You haven't been invited to this party. Please go home.

Jake: I'd love to do that, but, you see, there's this thing between Vicky and I. I think they call it animal magnetism.

Donna: I'm not in the mood for this.

Jake: Well, Vicky is.

Donna: Jake, if you donít leave this instant, I'm going to tell Michael.

Jake: Donna, I canít leave, not before I told you about the great space I found.

Donna: Darling, the only space you have is between your ears.

Jake: You're such a card. Donna, the video business will thrive in this space. Of course, I'd have no time for a personal life. It's just too bad I canít find any backers.

Donna: I told you I'm not interested. Let's go.

Jake: What?

Donna: You said you found a space, right?

Jake: Right.

Donna: All right, then I'll meet you downstairs. I'll go through the kitchen. Just give me a few minutes' head start.

Jake: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What are you -- what are you going to do about your party?

Donna: Oh, Michael can handle it. He seems to be handling everything himself these days anyway. Well?

Jake: Let's go.

Stacey: Derek.

Derek: I thought you were going to stay home.

Stacey: I changed my mind.

Derek: Stacey, get out of here.

Stacey: No. Wait, I'll be your cover.

Derek: My what?

Stacey: Your cover. Listen, my firm represents Caroline, so if somebody catches us I'll say we're here on business.

Derek: It's pretty urgent business if you have to break in.

Stacey: Come on, Derek.

Derek: Stacey, go home.

Man: What are you two doing here?

Stacey: I'm Stacey Winthrop.

Guard: I didnít ask you who you were. I want to know what you're doing here.

Stacey: Well, I'm an attorney, and my firm represents Caroline Stafford. I'm here to have her sign some papers. Here they are.

Guard: Who's he?

Stacey: He's --

Derek: [Australian accent] Yeah, my name's Dane, and I'm an artist. My contract with Ms. Stafford is in that envelope.

Guard: Oh, yeah? Where's your paintbrush?

Derek: Donít have one. Donít paint. No, I sculpt, metal sculpture.

Guard: Regular Michelangelo, huh?

Derek: Actually, his -- he worked with marble, and my style is more like that of Brancusi, or perhaps Calder.

Guard: Yeah. Well, Ms. Stafford's not in there. This place is closed up for the night.

Stacey: Well, if -- if you could do us a favor, perhaps we could drop these off on her desk, and it would save us a second trip back here. You could wait right here, if you like.

Guard: All right. Donít take too long.

Stacey: No, no, we wonít. Thank you very much, sir.

Derek: Good night.

Stacey: I canít believe you!

Derek: [Normal voice] What?

Stacey: You were great! Where did you come up with all that stuff?

Derek: I told you, I've been talking my way into places for as long as I can remember.

Stacey: I know, but you were talking about artists, and then you had that accent. How did you do that?

Derek: Well, I read a lot about art, and Carolineís Australian, and I was just trying to sound like something he would buy.

Stacey: Well, I bought it. We didnít even have to break in here.

Derek: Yeah.

Stacey: I learn something new about you every day.

Derek: You shouldnít have followed me in here, but I'm glad you did.

Stacey: Well, I couldn't stand to see you be in jail again. I wasn't going to let it happen.

Derek: We should probably get back to work.

Stacey: Right.

Derek: She's got a storeroom, and I'm going to start there.

Stacey: Ok. I'll go into her office and see if there's anything in there.

Derek: Ok -- whoa.

Stacey: What?

Derek: You got any gloves?

Stacey: What, are you kidding? You think a good second-story man would come without gloves?

Derek: "Second-story man."

Derek: Stacey?

Stacey: What? Hey. Did you find anything?

Derek: No. The storeroom's empty. If Caroline has the red swan, she's keeping it someplace else.

Stacey: I canít find anything either. Let's see what this is.

Derek: What's that?

Stacey: This is exactly what we're looking for.

Olivia: I feel really stupid. I mean, I waited so long to tell you that I was out here, and then --

Sam: It's ok, it's ok.

Olivia: I really didnít mean to eavesdrop.

Sam: Yeah, well, I'm getting kind of used to being overheard in this house.

Olivia: I bet. It must take hordes of servants to run a place like this.

Sam: Yeah. You should have heard me trying to talk the maid out of cleaning my studio.

Olivia: I remember you telling me that you were an artist.

Sam: Yeah, well, part of the time I am, at least.

Olivia: I have to be honest, I -- I heard your wife say that she couldn't sit for you.

Sam: Yeah.

Olivia: Sorry.

Sam: Why? It's not your fault.

Olivia: Well, I know what it's like when you have an idea and you get really excited it and then you canít work on it.

Sam: Do you?

Olivia: Well, see, I've studied ballet all my life. And now that I'm living here, I canít find a good class or a decent coach, and all the professional jobs are in Chicago.

Sam: Listen, Amandaís mother mentioned something about them starting a ballet company in Bay City?

Olivia: Really? That'd be great.

Sam: Yeah.

Olivia: Dancing is what makes me who I am, you know?

Sam: Yeah, I know.

Olivia: So -- it must difficult finding a good model, somebody who can hold a pose for hours?

Sam: Ahem. I suppose dancers would be pretty good at that.

Olivia: Oh, I donít know about that. But I do know that finding the right model makes all the difference in the world. I took some life study classes when I was in Europe.

Sam: Did you?

Olivia: Only I wasn't very good. Well, anyway -- I -- I'll get out of your way.

Sam: Olivia?

Olivia: Hmm, yes?

Sam: Would you like to sit for me sometime?

Olivia: Sure. I'd love to. I mean, why should be both be artistically frustrated, right?

Sam: Right. Listen, do you have the time?

Olivia: I donít really have anything but time right now. Father just left again for Europe, and I donít really know very many people, so -- it would be great to have something to do.

Sam: How about next week?

Olivia: Any time you say.

Sam: All right, I'll give you a call.

Olivia: Great. I really think this is going to work out.

Amanda: What's really going to work out?

Sam: Olivia -- she's going to be my new model.

[Sharlene laughs]

Josie: What?

[Sharlene squeals]

Sharlene: You guys! Look at --

John: Is this what the well-dressed lady foreman is wearing this year?

Sharlene: Whoo!

Vicky: Oh, that's great!

Man: Well-dressed, married lady foreman.

Sharlene: Uh-huh. Well, I tell you what -- I'm going to wear this, you know. I am, and then your relatives are going to come out for the ceremony and -- you're going to have to point to me and you're going to have to say, "Hey, there's the lady I work for."

Man: My pleasure, boss.

Sharlene: You guys really -- you're really sweet. You've really made it easy for me.

John: Listen, why donít you guys have a little bit more champagne. I want to talk to your boss for a minute, if you donít mind.

Sharlene: Thank you. They really like me, donít they?

John: Well, who wouldnít?

Sharlene: You want to hear something -- something terrible?

John: Ooh, absolutely.

Sharlene: I know that Michael and Donna went to a lot of trouble here.

John: Where are they, anyway?

Sharlene: I donít know where they are, but I would give anything to have just a little time with you, alone.

John: You took the words right out of my mouth. I was thinking the same thing.

Sharlene: Were you?

John: And I think that we can make that stairway over there in about 10 seconds.

Sharlene: Ok -- but wait, Michael and Donna?

John: We'll tell them we were looking for them.

Vicky: Hey, hey, hey, just where do you think you're going?

[Doorbell rings]

Jake: Oh, Vicky, something came up.

Vicky: Yeah, but you are now supposedly with me. How can you walk out the --

Reuben: Hey, how you doing? Is the party still going on?

Angela: Yes, mister --

Reuben: Reuben, Reuben Lawrence. I'm a friend of the brideís. How you doing?

Angela: Please come in.

Reuben: Cool.

Jake: I'll see you later.

Vicky: Jake --

Vicky: Having fun?

Jamie: No. You?

Vicky: Oh, I'm having a ball.

Jamie: Yeah, I could tell that when I saw you sitting in the laps of the entire Frame Construction crew.

Vicky: Oh, just a way to waste some time. You know what I mean?

Jamie: I have to go. I have surgery early in the morning.

Vicky: Hmm. Jamie? See ya.

[Door opens and closes]

Vicky: There you are.

Evan: Will you excuse me for a minute?

Vicky: Putting the moves on her now, huh?

Evan: Vicky, it looks like I'm going to leave this party a little early.

Vicky: So how do you expect me to get home?

Evan: I donít know, Vicky. That's your problem.

Vicky: Oh, great, that's great.

Evan: I told you I donít like being used.

Vicky: So what do you want me to say? I'm sorry? I'm sorry, Evan. I'm really --

Evan: Donít say it, because you donít mean it and it's not the truth. Now, I thought you and I had something special, I mean, the foundation for a nice relationship. But obviously, I was wrong.

Michael: Honey?

Vicky: Hey. What's going on?

Michael: What do you mean?

Vicky: Well, it's your party, nobody's seen you, you've been in the corner talking to Lucas all night.

Michael: Ah. Well, that wasn't my idea.

Vicky: So what did he want?

Michael: Have you seen your mother?

Vicky: No.

Michael: I've been looking for her all evening.

Vicky: Yeah, well, us Hudson women have a way of ending up all by ourselves.

Michael: What?

Vicky: I think I'm going to take off.

Michael: Hey, wait, wait, wait a minute. Are you ok?

Vicky: Oh, things didnít work out the way I planned -- surprise, surprise. See you later.

Michael: Hang in there.

Sharlene: Ok -- ok --

John: Hmm?

Sharlene: We have to go back to the party.

John: In a minute.

Sharlene: John --

John: Can you imagine sleeping in a bedroom like this every night?

Sharlene: No. No. I like ours at the farm a lot better.

John: Yeah, me, too. I wish we were there right now.

Sharlene: Part of me does. Part of me does.

John: Which part?

Sharlene: I like this. I like going out in public, wearing this ring and saying things like "my fiancť says --" telling people, having them know about us -- it makes it real. You know we're really going to be together for the rest of our lives?

John: Oh, yeah.

Sharlene: There's something I want to do sometime.

John: What's that?

Sharlene: I want to go to Washington, D.C. I want to go to the wall.

John: Ok. What made you say that?

Sharlene: I need to leave a letter for Floyd. People do that, you know.

John: Yeah, I've heard.

Sharlene: I mean, you know, everybody knows about us, everybody that I care about, and he was my first love. I want him to know that I found you. And I want him to know that I will never forget him, but that finally -- finally I'm ok.

Donna: This is it?

Jake: It's great, isnít it?

Donna: I suppose you saw its potential immediately?

Jake: This place would make a great studio. We could put a control booth in the other room. The ceilings are nice and high. I could put up a lighting grid.

Donna: For what?

Jake: What do you mean, "For what?"

Donna: Well, after you do whatever you say you're going to do, what service are you going to provide?

Jake: Donna, every jerk who cuts a record wants to put a video to it. It's too expensive in Los Angeles and New York.

Donna: So why should they come to you?

Jake: Because I'm very good at what I do! You should take a look at my reel sometime. You'd see that, too. Listen, I have taken the liberty of jotting down some figures that it would take to get me started. Pretty modest, really, for someone like you.

Jake: Think about it, Donna. Rubbing shoulders with rock star celebrities. Every once in a while, we have to go on location overnight. It could be very exciting.

Donna: Fine.

Jake: What?

Donna: Fine. On one condition.

Jake: That I stay away from Vicky.

Donna: No, that's a given. That's not the condition I was thinking about.

Jake: Then what is it?

Donna: I want to be more than an investor. I want to be a partner, a full partner.

Jake: Ahem. You're kidding me, right?

Donna: No. I'm serious, actually. If I give you all this money, I want to work with you and be a full partner.

Donna: I guess you didnít expect me to say that, hmm? Well, maybe you can get your financing from somebody else.

Jake: No.

Donna: "No"?

Jake: No, you -- you have all the contacts, you have more money than you could possibly need, you have great legs, and if there's anybody who can handle you, it's me.

Donna: Ha-ha! Right.

Jake: You know something, Donna? This is just crazy enough it might work.

Vicky: "Bowling league banquet tonight. Be home late. Coffee and snack in kitchen. Bridget."

[Doorbell rings]

Jamie: Hi.

Vicky: What are you doing here?

Jamie: I've got a surprise for you.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: Just hold on.

Vicky: Oh -- hi! Oh, how's my big boy? Oh, I'm so glad to see you! Hi, you! Oh, Jamie.

Jamie: You look happy.

Vicky: I am. Why did you do this?

Iris: Well, I want to thank you very much for the party.

Michael: You're welcome.

Lucas: I'm glad we had a chance to talk.

Michael: Yeah.

Sharlene: Hey there.

Josie: We have to go.

Sharlene: Oh, no. So soon?

Matt: Yeah. I have an early class tomorrow.

Reuben: Yeah, and you know me. I'm working all the time, right?

John: Well, thanks for dropping by, guys.

Sharlene: Good night.

Josie: Sorry. Good night, John.

Sharlene: See you. Good night.

Matt: Good night.

Sharlene: Thank you for coming.

Matt: Be careful driving.

John: Matt.

Reuben: Good night, I guess.

Sharlene: Good night, you.

Reuben: No, I didnít mean -- I didnít mean nothing by that.

John: All right.

Reuben: I was just walking out.

John: Good night, Reuben.

Iris: Hi. I didnít want to leave without saying goodbye to you.

John: Thank you, Iris.

Sharlene: Well, it's nice to have you here.

Iris: Oh, by the way -- I didnít introduce you to my escort, Lucas.

John: Oh, hello. I'm John. This is Sharlene.

[Glass breaks]

Derek: You sure this is an appraisal for the red swan?

Stacey: Cass asked her to do it, but she never saw the red swan.

Derek: Well, then how can she have this paper?

Stacey: She couldn't have it.

Derek: Unless she appraised it later, after it was stolen.

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