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Another World Transcript Thursday 10/6/05

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[Music plays]

Cass: Wait, Frankie! Wait, come on. Excuse me.

Woman: Ah! Whoa. Uh.

Cass: I'm -- I'm sorry! Excuse me. I'm very sorry. She promised me this dance, and now she's backing out. You remember the senior class -- the senior prom? Her worst nightmare was being -- no? Forgive me. Frankie? Hey, I'm sorry.

Frankie: About what? About calling me a nerd or about my being one?

Cass: I shouldnít have called you -- I shouldnít have used the word.

Frankie: Well, if the shoe fits --

Cass: I just couldn't believe it, you know? It was a surprise to me.

Frankie: What?

Cass: I mean, it was hard to believe that you could look like -- I mean, you had braids and you had that jumper --

Frankie: What, you think I wore spike heels and tons of jewelry in high school?

Cass: No.

Frankie: This just didnít happen, you know? I worked very hard to cultivate my current --

Cass: Cover.

Frankie: No! Yeah.

Cass: Yeah. Well, you did a great job, though. I mean, no one would ever believe that you have this incredibly high I.Q. Of 162 to look at you. Oh, I -- I didnít mean that --

Frankie: That's good. That's good because --

Cass: Oh, you took that well.

Singers: We are family

Singer: I got my sisters and me

Cass: Who's he?

Frankie: Oh, I canít believe he's here. Ron Baxter. You canít let him see me.

Cass: Why?

Frankie: Cass, I canít let him see me. Let's go. Cass, let's go.

Cass: All right, all right, let's go.

Frankie: Excuse me. Hi. How you doing?

Cass: It's us again. Sorry.

Michael: Yeah. Yes. Ok. No -- where? Ok, yeah. No, no, no. I got it, I got it. Donít worry. I'm on my way.

Donna: You're going out again now?

Michael: Yeah, honey. Look, it wonít take long, really.

Donna: What wonít take long?

Michael: Business. It's some business I have to take care --

Donna: Michael.

Michael: Donna, look, I have a deal that's about to fall through. I have to take care of it.

Donna: But you just got home.

Michael: I know, and if I go now, I'll be back before you know it. I wonít take all that long, ok?

Donna: But you haven't even told me where you're going.

Michael: I know. Look, donít wait up for me, all right? I love you.

Donna: See what I mean?

Jake: For once, I agree with you. Michaelís hiding something.

Jamie: Stacey --

Stacey: Oh, where is he?

Jamie: Donít you think you might be worrying a little too much?

Stacey: He was furious when he left here.

Jamie: Are you afraid of what he might do?

Stacey: No. I'm afraid of what might happen to him.

[Phone rings]

Stacey: Come on. Answer the phone. Derek, come on. Be there.

Derek: You never touch her.

Felicia: Derek?

[Phone rings]

Derek: Never.

Felicia: Derek, let go of him, for God's sake!

Derek: You donít talk to her. You donít even go anywhere near her.

Felicia: Derek!

Cal: He's killing me!

Derek: You hear me?


Felicia: Derek, donít do this!

Derek: You stay away, Fanny.

Felicia: Derek?

[Cal groans]

Felicia: Derek!


Felicia: It's not worth it! It's not his life! It's yours, too! Donít do this!

Derek: His life means nothing to me!

Felicia: Look at me! Think about what you're doing! Think about what you're giving up! For God's sake, think about Stacey!

[Hip-hop plays]

Reuben: Cory, Diane -- bankrupt. Winthrop, you ain't never going to be rich like this. So where does that leave me?

[Knock on door]

Reuben: Oh.

[Music stops]

Tess: I'm glad you're here.

Reuben: Oh, you shouldnít have, not so close to Christmas.

Tess: Sorry, these are for me.

Reuben: Well, you know my birthday is coming up.

Tess: Come on, Reuben. I couldn't leave them in the car, my locks are broken, and I wanted you to be the first to hear.

Reuben: What? What? You won the lottery?

Tess: I got hired as a permanent position. You're looking at the new assistant administrator of Bay City hospital. Yes!

Reuben: Yeah, that's great. I mean, it sounds important. Congratulations.

Tess: Thank you. Yeah, it's a lot of responsibility, but I can handle it.

Reuben: Well, I'm just glad that you're going to finally get what you wanted.

Tess: I got my own office.

Reuben: Nice.

Tess: Free medical care, three weeks vacation.

Reuben: I ain't never had a job before where I got a vacation.

Tess: And a great salary.

Reuben: Well, I hope so.

Tess: Oh, yeah, I know. I went by the mall and I just had one those days where everything I tried on looked great.

Reuben: Well, I bet you have one of those days a whole lot.

Tess: Oh, Reuben.

Reuben: So -- so show me what you got. You know, I have excellent taste, so I can tell you if you made any mistakes or not.

Tess: Check these out.

Reuben: Those are hot.

Tess: Yeah.

Reuben: Well -- well, try them on. Go ahead.

Tess: Nope. I'm saving them for tomorrow night. You'll see them then.

Reuben: I will?

Tess: You will if you'll come help me celebrate at Tops.

Reuben: What?

Tess: Champagne, filet mignon on me.

Reuben: Tess.

Tess: Oh, come on, Reuben. I owe you dinner.

Reuben: Tess, you donít owe me nothing.

Tess: Sure, I do. And since I canít cook --

Reuben: Tess, I really wish you'd forget about that dinner at my place, ok?

Tess: Anybody ever tell you you have a real bad attitude?

[Phone rings]

Reuben: Yep, all the time, and it really donít bother me, neither.

Tess: Well, maybe it should. Then maybe you could drop this Mr. Macho --


Reuben: Excuse me.

Tess: Act.

Reuben: Hello, Winthrop and Edwards.

Stacey: Reuben, hi. It's Stacey.

Reuben: Hi, hi. How you feeling?

Stacey: I'm ok. Is Cass there?

Reuben: No, Cass -- he said he was going to be out tonight.

Stacey: Oh, shoot. Listen, will you do me a favor?

Reuben: Yeah, go ahead, shoot.

Stacey: All right. You know where Derek lives, right?

Reuben: Yeah.

Stacey: Ok, I want you to go over there and see if he's ok.

Reuben: Yeah, all right, all right, no problem, all right. I'm on my way, ok?

Stacey: Great, thanks a lot, and call me back at the Coryís, ok?

Reuben: All right, bye. I got to go.

Tess: I heard. Do you mind if I stay here and wait for you?

Reuben: If you really want to.

Tess: Yeah, sure. I'll take messages.

Reuben: Oh, you do that stuff?

Tess: If you get that chip off your shoulder, I do. Ok.

Tess: Oh, the offices are closed. Can I help you?

Cecile: I donít think so. I'm looking for Cass Winthrop.

Felicia: Derek, donít throw your life away, please!

Derek: Fanny, get back.

Felicia: Derek!

Cal: No --

Felicia: Donít!

Cal: No!

Felicia: Donít, Derek. My God, why did you do that?

Derek: He would have done worse to me. He's just down. He'll be ok.

Felicia: You could have killed him.

Derek: He's the reason that Stacey is hurt!

Felicia: I know that.

Derek: I came back to my room, he was trashing it. I just went off.

Felicia: Ok, ok. I can understand that.

Derek: You know, he should have left her alone.

Felicia: I know, but -- he should have, but listen to me.

Derek: Oh --

Felicia: You canít become what he is.

Derek: What am I supposed to do, just let him wreck everything that I care about? He set me up when I was a kid and now he's messing with Stacey!

Felicia: I know, I know.

Derek: Then, for the first time in my life, I've finally got something and then this --

Felicia: No! Stop it! Do you know how close you came to giving it all away? Do you?

Derek: Ok. I've stopped, you stopped me, I'm stopped.

Felicia: No. No, I didnít stop you. You stopped yourself. I just told you how important everything was. I think we better call the police, ok?

Derek: Ok. All right.

Felicia: Ok.

Felicia: I -- the thing is broken.

Derek: Hey, there's a pay phone --

Felicia: Ok.

Derek: At the corner.

Felicia: Now, listen, I'll go.

Derek: No, I'm --

Felicia: You stay here with him.

Derek: I'm cool. I'm all right.

Felicia: Ok. I'll be right back.

Derek: Thanks.

Felicia: You saved my life once. I'm just returning the favor. I'll be right back.

Donna: What about my darling little Michael?

Jake: Mikeyís asleep. What's he got to do with any of this?

Donna: Michael has a young son. He's got responsibilities. He's a father. He canít just vanish into the night like this.

Jake: Donna, all this ranting isnít going to get you anywhere. Where do you think Michael went?

Donna: God only knows.

Jake: Donna --

Donna: All right. I think he went to see her. I think she got jealous because he came home to me and she called him up and threw some sort of a fit on the telephone.

Jake: No, he wrote down an address.

Donna: Yes, he did, didnít he? Watch. This works in the movies.

Jake: No, this doesn't make any sense.

Donna: Yes, it does.

Jake: If Michael is having an affair --

Donna: Cary Grant did this in "North by Northwest."

Jake: Why would he be so upset when he left here?

Donna: We were fighting.

Jake: I mean, he bought you flowers and a bracelet.

Donna: He's guilty.

Jake: Did you see the look on his face? I mean, that was not the look of a man who was about to score. And if it was --

Donna: Jake, donít be vulgar.

Jake: Why did he bring in half a garden and a bracelet that costs more than I make in a year?

Donna: I'm starting to see something. Here, look at this.

Jake: I mean, why not just rendezvous with the wench and skip the pit stop?

Donna: Jake, just stop babbling and look at this. It says "pier" something.

Jake: Pier seven.

Donna: That's where two if by sea is.

Jake: What?

Donna: It's an elegant seafood restaurant.

Jake: Give me the pencil. Pier 15.

Donna: You're right.

Jake: That's the docks.

Donna: Fine. I'm going to find him.

Jake: No, hey, hey, hey, you stay here with Mikey while he's asleep --

Donna: Jake, I have to find out --

Jake: Donna, I will go. Ok? I donít think the waterfront is ready for you yet. Oy-oy-oy.

Donna: Thank you.

[Door closes]

Michael: So you had the red swan?

Man: You got an envelope?

Michael: Yeah.

Man: Yeah. I had it, for about 10 minutes.

Michael: When?

Man: September.

Michael: September when?

Man: I donít know -- September.

Michael: Did you keep a log?

Man: Not on jobs like these.

Arianne: Ok, who brought you the swan?

Man: That's hard to say. It was dropped off along with my fee.

Michael: So you didnít see the person?

Man: Nope.

Arianne: How did you arrange it?

Man: You've heard of a telephone? We used that.

Michael: You have a pretty smart mouth, buddy, for somebody who's in a lot of trouble. Now, who gave it to you?

Man: I didnít get a name.

Michael: Well, was it male or female?

Man: The voice was deep, but it could have been a woman.

Michael: You're a lot of help. This is great. This is just great.

Arianne: What did you do with the swan?

Man: I stuck it in a crate and shipped it off. It was no big deal.

Michael: Well, you're wrong about that, buddy. It is a big deal. You shipped stolen merchandise. It's a federal offense.

Man: Yeah, if you can prove it.

Michael: That wouldnít be too hard to arrange. Where'd you send it?

Man: Some P.O. box in New Orleans.

Michael: Well, I want the address.

Man: Well, gee, that's too bad, because I got a short memory.

Michael: You better think hard!

Man: Listen, that's all I remember, I swear. I got paid four bills. I didnít know the statue was hot.

Michael: You didnít, huh? That's why you took money and didnít ask any names? Well, I think we better stand here and go over this one more time.

Cecile: My, my. I never thought Cass would take the lawyer thing so seriously.

Tess: I heard someone say he's going to be out for the evening.

Cecile: Well, that's ok. He'll be back.

Tess: I'm not sure when he's going to --

Cecile: Well, he does live here, doesn't he?

Tess: Yeah, I know, but --

Cecile: By the looks of things, he is doing exceptionally well for himself. Ooh -- pricey.

Tess: Are you expected?

Cecile: Oh, not really, but I did leave him a message.

Tess: Then maybe you should come back later.

Cecile: You donít seem to understand. I just arrived back in town. I've been out of the country. And if Cass knew that I was staying anywhere else but here, he'd have a fit. We're that close.

Tess: And he doesn't know you're back?

Cecile: He's about to.

Tess: I guess so. I'm Tess.

Cecile: Ms. Depoulignac. Are you waiting for him?

Tess: No. Why?

Cecile: Just checking.

Tess: You know him pretty well, I guess.

Cecile: Intimately. Cass and I are -- well, you know what it's like when you know someone so well and yet you still haven't explored all the intricacies of the relationship?

Tess: I guess so.

Cecile: Hmm. Unfinished business -- that's Cass and me.

Cass: Hey. Why canít this Ron guy see you?

Frankie: He was one of those.

Cass: One of those whats?

Frankie: You know, one of those. He was only after me for one thing.

Cass: You're kidding.

Frankie: My mind.

Cass: Oh, that.

Frankie: Oh. Well, he was greatest love of my life.

Cass: Him?

Frankie: Yeah -- only he didnít know it. Or if he did, it didnít matter. Oh. He was captain of the basketball team, president of the student government -- oh, rich, gorgeous, neatest locker in the whole high school.

Cass: Wouldnít give you the time of day, huh?

Frankie: Well, not exactly like that. We, you know --

Cass: Frankie? Come on, out with it. Time to confront those old demons, right? Let's -- let's do what these reunions are for, you know?

Frankie: But I thought you wanted to go home.

Cass: Not anymore. Excuse us. See you.

Cass: Hi there.

Ron: Hi. Mary Klutz.

Cass: "Mary klutz"?

Ron: Is it really you?

Frankie: Yeah, last time I checked.

Ron: It is you. Well, you remember Gloria?

Frankie: Yeah. Sure do. Hi, Gloria.

Ron: Is this your husband?

Cass and Frankie: No.

Cass: No, no. I'm Cass Winthrop.

Ron: Ron Baxter.

Cass: Hi.

Ron: How you doing?

Cass: Frankie was telling me that you and --

Ron: Frankie?

Cass: Mary Klutz was saying that she thought you were you.

Ron: Well, I am hard to miss. I haven't changed much.

Cass: Oh.

Ron: Neither has Gloria here, even though she's the mother of my two beautiful boys.

Frankie: Oh, you have kids?

Gloria: We got married just after Ron finished his M.B.A.

Frankie: Oh. Well, I'm not surprised.

Ron: No, you always were a step ahead. So, you working at NASA?

Cass: NASA?

Ron: Best place for a rocket scientist to work, eh, honey?

Gloria: Oh.

[Ron and Gloria laugh]

Frankie: Well, actually, I'm a private investigator now.

Gloria: Mary Frances, you're not serious.

Cass: It's not a very easy job, and she's one of the best.

Ron: That must be some life.

Gloria: If you like to sneak around.

Ron: Probably not anything like what I do.

Frankie: Well, actually, it's just like on TV -- guns, bodies, the whole bit.

Ron: I'm president of the bank now --

Frankie: Oh.

Ron: That is when I'm not playing tennis or golf. Well, actually, my dad retired, my parents moved down to Florida.

Frankie: Oh, did they really?

Ron: Mm-hmm. We took over their house. The kids love the pool and the horses and --

Frankie: Oh, yeah.

Cass: Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Ron: Honey, you've got pictures.

Gloria: Look, Ron, the Strawbridgeís. We have to talk to them.

Ron: About what?

Gloria: The condo in St. Croix.

Ron: Oh. You're right. It's not going to be ready by January. Hugo trashed our winter vacation plans.

Cass: Oh, my God.

Frankie: Oh, what a shame.

Ron: Yeah. Well, we better break the news. We'll catch you later.

Cass: Hey, later.

Frankie: Yeah.

Ron: All right?

Cass: Ok.

Frankie: Take care now. Bye, Gloria.

Ron: And donít suggest we fly them anywhere. Let Sid get his own --

Cass: What a couple of crashing bores.

Frankie: Oh, I donít know. Well, look at the life he lives -- winter on the islands and summers by the pool. Oh, and he's still as rich and gorgeous as ever.

Cass: He's your type, Mary Klutz?

Frankie: That was this nickname I had.

Cass: "This nickname"?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Yeah, I figured that, not like Frankie --

Pudge: How come you're not dancing?

Cass: Ah! Oh, Pudge! We were catching up with the Baxterís.

Pudge: Oh, I thought this was a party!

Cass: Yeah, yeah.

[Slow music plays]

Cass: You want to dance?

Pudge: Oh, thought you'd never ask. I hate to waste a slow number.

Cass: Oh!

Singers: Feelings

Cass: Oh, gosh!

Pudge: You all right?

Cass: You're enthusiastic! Oh, that's fine. Would you like to lead?

Pudge: No.

Cass: No?

[Pudge giggles]

Cal: Hey, that's too tight.

Derek: Quit your whining.

Reuben: Yo, I guess Stacey was right.

Derek: Reuben, did she send you, too?

Reuben: Yeah, she was worried about you. What happened?

Derek: I had some company I didnít like.

Reuben: Yeah, so I see. Are you ok, though?

Derek: Yeah, I'll be fine as soon as the cops come, pick up the trash.

Cal: Hey, why donít you shut up?

Derek: Hey, why donít you shut up and settle down --

Reuben: That's right --

Derek: And donít try anything.

Reuben: You better do what he says, man, because he's got backup.

Cal: I thought you were a solo act.

Derek: You thought a lot of things, Cal.

Cal: Oh, you're real slick, Derek.

Derek: Oh, yeah?

Cal: Yeah. I got to hand it to you -- I never figured you'd hook up with Lucas.

Derek: Lucas? You think I work for him?

Cal: Give me a break. The guy bailed you out, didnít he?

Derek: So what?

Cal: So you set me up asking me to find this red swan so you could hand it over to my competition.

Derek: So why would I do that?

Cal: Money. Why else? I checked your pal out. Word is Lucas pays top dollar for stuff like that.

Derek: Lucas deals in stolen art. Where'd you hear that?

Cal: I ain't saying nothing else without a lawyer.

Reuben: Well, you better get a good one, too. That lady that you jumped is going to throw the book at you.

Officer: Hey, what's going on here?

Felicia: Officer, this is the guy right here. He's threatening people and he broke into this place.

Officer: Well, hello, Cal.

Felicia: All right.

Officer: Long time no see.

Felicia: You know him?

Officer: We know him. Cuff him.

Second officer: Hi, Cal. Looking good.

Felicia: You should know that I was a witness to this whole thing.

Officer: Is that right?

Felicia: Yes.

Derek: It's ok, Fanny. I'll tell them. This guy was following Stacey Winthrop. He threatened her, and I got a note that he wrote.

Officer: And he just happened to be here?

Derek: And he was in my place. He was trashing my stuff.

Officer: Any idea why?

Second officer: Should I take him away?

Derek: No, man.

Officer: No, wait. This guy's got friends. We'll take over from here. We know all about Cal here.

Felicia: So then he's wanted by the police?

Officer: Oh, yeah. Our boy Cal is one of the most successful fences in the country. Rumor has it he's got millions of dollars' worth of other people's stuff stashed right here in Bay City. And you're going to tell us all about that, ain't you?

Cal: Just get me a lawyer.

Officer: Oh, you'll get one. I'm going to need statements from all of you.

Felicia: All right.

Reuben: I didnít see nothing, man.

Derek: Yeah, he's right. He wasn't here.

Officer: Ok, you're clear. Can the two of you come down to the station house?

Felicia: Right now?

Derek: Yeah. I got to call Stacey.

Officer: Come on, pal. It wonít take long. Besides, we got another case tonight.

Felicia: Yes, all right.

Derek: Ok, man. Let's just get it over with. Will you call Stacey for me?

Officer: Cal?

Reuben: Yeah, yeah, no problem. I can do it.

Derek: Ok.

Officer: You'll be joining us, too.

Second officer: We got a room all ready for you.

Cal: Make sure it's the honeymoon suite.

Reuben: A million?

Arianne: I mean, you were in just as much danger during the war, Michael, and during the operation on the Riviera. So was the woman you were with.

Michael: Iris was almost killed. I want out.

Arianne: I canít do that.

Michael: I canít put my family in this much danger. Look, it was different when I was alone. There was no risk.

Arianne: I know we're asking a lot of you, Michael, because we know you deliver.

Michael: Look, it was different when we were working against the cartel in Southeast Asia. It was different.

Arianne: Why?

Michael: My cover was better.

Arianne: You say that now, but at the time you weren't so sure, were you?

Michael: This is different now.

Arianne: It's not different. People are still dying.

Michael: I'm not going to let that happen to my family.

Arianne: That's exactly how the cartel gets stronger -- by frightening people like you away.

Michael: Look, I have a 4-year-old son.

Arianne: Then think of him.

Michael: I am.

Arianne: Look, we know stolen art finances this drug ring.

Michael: How close are we to breaking this case?

Arianne: Too close to back off.

Michael: That means everyone's in danger. My wife --

Arianne: You canít tell her anything. It's much too dangerous.

Michael: I know. I'll handle this somehow, but I'm going to need your help.

Arianne: Then you'll stay in?

Michael: But if anything happens to my family, you will pay.

Cass: Hey, you know --

Pudge: Yeah, hey.

Singer: You'll never come again feelings

Cass: For you, Pudge. Thanks.

Pudge: Thank you.

Cass: Later, Pudge.

Pudge: Oh, I hope so.

Cass: Your place or mine?

Pudge: Ooh, ooh.

Cass: Shall we?

Frankie: Cass, I donít feel like dancing.

Cass: Oh, are you determined to be a wallflower all night long?

Frankie: Well, maybe.

Cass: And I was just starting to have some fun.

Frankie: Well, donít let me stop you.

Cass: Hey, hey, hey. What's with you? I thought you wanted to show all your old school chums how much you've changed.

Frankie: Oh, it's funny, being here, I donít feel much different than that.

Cass: Not exactly a triumphant return?

Frankie: I wanted them to see I wasn't locked up in a lab somewhere chopping up frogs, you know? I wanted them to see that my life is full of glamour and excitement, that the dork had blossomed in the big city.

Cass: Frankie, all they have to do is look at you.

Frankie: I wanted them to be jealous, Cass, and they donít even know I'm here.

Cass: You wanted them to cry their hearts out in the ladies' room and turn green with envy?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: I hear that. And you wanted old Ronnie baby to question his judgment and eat his heart out for the rest of his life, right?

[Song changes]

Frankie: That is exactly what I had in mind, Cass.

[Crowd gasps]

Man: All right.

Cass: You know what?

Frankie: What?

Cass: I really like this song and I want you to dance with me.

Frankie: Oh. Cass, I told you I donít feel like dancing.

Cass: Do you want to be Mary Frances the nerd for the rest of your life?

Frankie: You know I donít.

Cass: Then look into my eyes and believe.

Singer: I'm lying in bed holding you close in my dreams thinking about all the things that we said and coming apart at the seams we tried to talk it over but the words come out too rough I know you were trying to give me the best of your love

Singers: Beautiful faces in loud empty places

Donna: Did you find him?

Jake: Yeah, I did.

Donna: Where was he? What was he doing?

Jake: You were right. He was at the docks.

Donna: Doing what?

Jake: Talking to a woman.

Donna: Who was she?

Jake: I donít know. She didnít look familiar.

Donna: What does she look like?

Jake: She's got dark hair, she's slim, your age, maybe younger.

Donna: Were they just standing there?

Jake: They were talking, and it looked serious. I was too far away. I didnít hear what they said.

Donna: How did they seem?

Jake: What do you mean, "How did they seem?"

Donna: What were they doing? Were they close? Was he touching her?

Jake: She touched Michaelís cheek and he kissed her hand.

Donna: Oh, my God. Oh.

Jake: I'm sorry.

Lucas: It's me. We've got to move. They're breathing down our necks. I saw one of their agents talking to someone at the dock. I donít want to hear it.

[Knock on door]

Lucas: No slip-ups. Fanny. Come in.

Felicia: There's something I have to ask you and I want the truth.

Lucas: You sound upset.

Felicia: Are you involved in anything illegal?

Lucas: What?

Felicia: I donít want to ask you twice. Just answer the question.

Lucas: Fanny, I pulled a few strings trying to find our daughter. That's --

Felicia: I'm not talking about that.

Lucas: What are you talking about?

Felicia: I want to know if you have any connections with the underworld.

Lucas: "Underworld"? You really do have a flair for the dramatic. Are you writing another book?

Felicia: Luke, I'm serious. Staceyís been hurt.

Lucas: Stacey? How?

Felicia: She's been helping Derek try and find this red swan, and obviously somebody didnít want her to do it, and she ended up in the hospital.

Lucas: Oh, and you think I'm involved?

Felicia: Are you?

Lucas: I canít even believe you're --

Felicia: Luke, tell me the truth. What are you doing in Bay City?

Lucas: Why am I under attack? I only tried to help Derek.

Felicia: I really donít know what to believe anymore.

Lucas: Fanny, something happened. What? What happened?

Felicia: I went to Derekís tonight.

Lucas: Yeah, go on.

Felicia: A man was there who had broken in.

Lucas: Yeah.

Felicia: And this man -- he's been threatening Stacey, and he went after Derek. He's some kind of a fence.

Lucas: Well, why is he after Derek and Stacey, and what does that have to do with me?

Felicia: This man was furious with Derek because he thought Derek was working for you, helping you fence stolen art.

Lucas: You've got to be kidding.

Felicia: He knew your name, Luke. He said you were his competition.

Lucas: And you believe some two-bit hood?

Felicia: The cops thinks he's a little bit more than that. According to them, he runs a huge operation.

Lucas: Felicia, I am a legitimate businessman. I run a multimillion-dollar consulting firm. I am about to launch a magazine that is as exciting as anything they've seen on the stands in 20 years, and you think I'm stealing art?

Felicia: I donít know.

Lucas: Why would I do it? Why would I risk it? I came here because I wanted friends, be part of the community. I thought you knew that.

Felicia: I do know that.

Lucas: I thought you knew that I was doing it for our daughter. Now, that's the truth.

[Knock on door]

Lucas: I'll get rid of this right away. What do you want?

Officer: Mr. Lucas, sorry to bother you at this hour.

Lucas: What can I do for you?

Officer: I have to talk to you about the disappearance of Catherine March.

Jamie: Now, you're sure I canít get you something else?

Stacey: Oh, no, you guys have waited on me hand and foot since I got here.

Jamie: Well, you're not uncomfortable now, are you?

Stacey: I know, but at this rate, I donít think I'll recover.

Jamie: Well, we just want to take good care of you, that's all.

Stacey: Yeah. I wish Felicia would call.

Jamie: Stacey, I wish you would stop waiting by this phone and go upstairs and get some rest.

Stacey: I canít. I have to make sure that Derek is ok.

Jamie: I'm sure he's going to be fine.

Stacey: He ran out of here furious. What if Felicia wasn't able to catch up with him?

Jamie: Stacey, you've got to stop worrying so much.

Stacey: You think I'm crazy, donít you? And for being in love with Derek, right?

Jamie: Well, that's -- that's not for me to say.

Stacey: But that's what you think?

Jamie: Well, it doesn't make a lot of sense to me, but I -- well, I guess I can understand the attraction.

Stacey: You do?

Jamie: Well, people like us.

Stacey: You and me?

Jamie: Well, yeah, people who -- who go by the rules pretty much. It's -- it's exciting to be with people who donít. Well, Vicky was like that. So was Cecile.

Stacey: Yeah. I know. I mean, I've seen parts of life that I never even knew existed through Derek.

Jamie: Yeah, I know what you mean. Believe me, I know what you mean, but you know what? I'm beginning to wonder.

Stacey: About what?

Jamie: Well, I've been wrong so many times. Aren't you even a little worried that you might be making a mistake?

Stacey: Well, obviously you think maybe I should be.

Jamie: Well, I think you two live in your own world, and I think you're caught up in something that's not very realistic.

Stacey: But my feelings are real.

Jamie: And you canít control them. I -- I know. I've been there.

Stacey: With Vicky.

Jamie: Yeah. You know, and Derekís a little like that, you know? There's something wild and careless about both of them. And they like it out there on the edge, and anybody who loves them has to be out there, too, whether you like it or not.

Stacey: But you haven't seen Derekís gentle side.

Jamie: No. But I've seen his anger. Aren't you a little frightened of that?

Stacey: No. The only thing that scares me is -- is how much I feel for him.

Jamie: Come on. Come on, let's go. This is the first time

Jake: I'm sorry, Donna, but you wanted to know.

Donna: And now I do.

Jake: I thought you were just being paranoid, you know?

Donna: Did he really kiss her hand?

Jake: You know something? It probably didnít even mean anything. I mean, I couldn't hear what they were saying.

Donna: No, it meant something.

Jake: How can you be so sure, Donna?

Donna: If you'd seen them walking into a motel room together, that wouldnít have meant anything. That would have just been an affair. But if he kissed her hand and he was gentle, courtly --

Jake: Hey, come here.

Donna: Oh.

Jake: What are you going to do?

Donna: I donít know. I'll think of something.

Jake: You always do.

[Door opens]

Donna: Hi.

Michael: Hi. I'm sorry, I feel like such a jerk for --

Donna: Crisis over?

Michael: Jake.

Jake: Michael.

Michael: What are you still doing here?

Officer: We thought Ms. March might have contacted you.

Lucas: Haven't seen her in two months. I had to fire her. She wasn't discreet enough.

Officer: Entertaining her boyfriend in the office or something?

Lucas: I needed someone better able to handle sensitive aspects of my business.

Officer: "Sensitive aspects"? What kind of business do you run, Mr. Lucas?

Lucas: What does that matter?

Officer: Well, did she know too much? Is that why she was murdered?

Felicia: She was killed? You didnít say that before.

Officer: It's only theory at this point. But like I said, the woman's been missing for over a week. I think it's more than she's just lost on the freeway.

Felicia: I've known Lucas for a very long time. And what you're suggesting is totally unthinkable.

Officer: Hey, I'm not suggesting anything.

Lucas: It's ok, Fanny. The officer's just doing his job, isnít that right, officer?

Officer: Yeah. Sure.

Lucas: Well? Will there be anything else?

Officer: Not tonight. Mr. Lucas, donít go on any business trips for a while. Ok?

Lucas: Fine. You have my number.

Officer: Yeah. Good night.

Lucas: Good night.

[Door closes]

Felicia: I donít believe this.

Lucas: You surprised me.

Felicia: Why?

Lucas: What you said to him. You defended me. Especially after those questions you fired at me.

Felicia: I donít know everything that you're doing here. But I do know that you would never murder anybody.

Lucas: You still care, donít you?

Felicia: Yes, Luke, of course I do.

Lucas: Do you know how important that is to me?

Felicia: I have to go.

Lucas: Fanny --

Felicia: I have to.

Frankie: I'm glad we came down here. It's peaceful.

Cass: Yeah, it's too peaceful. No flashing lights, no dredging crews, no cops.

Frankie: You really were expecting all of that, weren't you?

Cass: Something should have shown up somewhere if Catherineís body had been dumped in the harbor. I guess they took another route.

Frankie: Can we put a kibosh on this dead body talk, please? Just for tonight?

Cass: I thought you liked that kind of stuff. That's what you told Ronnie baby.

Frankie: Not that he heard.

Cass: Hey, forget about Ron.

Frankie: Can you imagine me as Mrs. Ron Baxter? Please.

[Cass laughs]

Cass: No. We always romanticize the one who got away, you know.

Frankie: Yeah. You got one of those?

Cass: I'm not sure if she got away or if I ran screaming in the opposite direction.

Frankie: Ah. Cecile.

Cass: Bad news from day one.

Frankie: She break your heart?

Cass: She twisted it a bit, sort of stomped on it with her high heel. That was her forte.

Frankie: So you're better off without her.

Cass: Absolutely, no doubt about it.

Frankie: But you still wonder, donít you?

Cass: Oh, yeah, what kind of jam I'd be in right now if we had ended up together. Canít get Ron out of your system, huh?

Frankie: That ought to be finished after tonight, huh?

Cass: You still have regrets?

Frankie: Only one. I wish I'd never slept with him.

Cass: Oh -- you slept -- him you slept with him?

Frankie: It's not what you think. We were buddies, you know?

Cass: Ron?

Frankie: Ron was my buddy, yes. He used to tell me everything. And I used to tell him how great he was.

Cass: Oh, I bet he loved that.

Frankie: Oh, he did, but the thing is I meant every word of it. And I used to lay it on really thick when he and Gloria had a fight. Oh, she was some piece of work.

Cass: Still is.

Frankie: Bingo. Anyway, he used to sneak into my aunt Hazel's basement. And I would come down with milk and brownies. And we would talk all night, straight through till morning.

Cass: Sounds strictly platonic to me.

Frankie: Mm-hmm, it was. Until one night. When he came on to me, I felt my prayers had been answered.

Cass: You let him make love to you?

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Never thought twice about it. And apparently, neither did he.

Cass: Was he your first?

Frankie: Mm-hmm.

Cass: Why'd you do it?

Frankie: I donít know. I wanted him to love me, and I guess I thought that would do it, and I didnít figure I had much else to offer.

Cass: Oh, Frankie, you were so wrong.

Cass: What's the matter?

Frankie: I have a bad habit of making the same mistake twice.

Jake: I was just hanging around doing some business, keeping Donna company.

Donna: Right.

Michael: Oh, well, thanks. It's been a long day, though, Jake, and Donna and I haven't really had much of a chance to talk. Do you mind?

Jake: Sure. I was just leaving.

Donna: I'll see you to the door.

Michael: Thanks again, Jake.

Jake: Donna, are you sure you're going to be ok?

Donna: Yeah, I'll be fine. Just donít say anything to anybody, please.

Jake: I wonít.

Donna: Thanks. Good night.

Jake: Good night.

Donna: Thanks, bye.

Jake: Bye.

Donna: Your jacket's all wet. You going to take it off, or are you just visiting this time?

Michael: Hey, come on.

Donna: No, thanks.

Michael: Well, it's a -- it's a foggy night out there, I'll tell you that.

Donna: Where were you?

Michael: Donna, it's this -- this project I'm working on, that's all.

Donna: People working this late at night, huh?

Michael: I have something I have to tell you.

Donna: What?

Michael: I -- I am in some very serious trouble.

Donna: You are or we are?

Michael: Do you have any idea at all how much you mean to me? Do you know how much I love you?

Donna: Michael --

Michael: Donna, if I ever lost you, I donít think I'd want to go on living.

Cecile: Hmm. Ok, Cass, where are you?

Cass: Frankie, we're not in high school. Come on, we're not kids.

Frankie: I promised I wouldnít do this to myself again.

Cass: What? Care about somebody?

Frankie: Not somebody who doesn't care the same way about me.

Cass: Frankie --

Frankie: Look, I donít like crying, ok? I donít like sitting next to a phone that doesn't ring.

Cass: And you're so sure that's what's going to happen here?

Frankie: The Mary Frances of this world do not end up with the Cass Winthropís. That's just the way --

Cass: It's getting cold out here. And hot at the same time. Let's go home. All right?

Frankie: Oh, my God.

Jamie: Try to get some sleep, Stace, ok?

Stacey: Ok.

Jamie: You need it.

Stacey: But only if you promise to let me know if Derek calls.

Jamie: Ok, I promise.

Stacey: Thanks.

Jamie: Sweet dreams.

Stacey: Good night. See ya.

Jamie: Bye.

[Knock on window]

[Window squeaks]

[Stacey gasps]

Stacey: Derek --

Derek: Hi.

Stacey: Hi. I was worried about you.

Derek: I was worried about you, too. Oh, I'm going to take care of you.

Stacey: Oh. Are you ok?

Derek: I'm fine. I caught up with Cal.

Stacey: What happened?

Derek: Well, it's ok. The police have him in custody.

Stacey: I was scared maybe you were going to do something crazy.

Derek: Well, I might have if Felicia hadn't shown up.

Stacey: Why did you come through the window? Jamie would have let you in downstairs.

Derek: I donít need his permission to see you. I'm the one who should be taking care of you.

Stacey: No, he's just trying to help.

Derek: Well, I donít care. I donít want to spend another night apart from you. Do you love me?

Stacey: More than ever.

Derek: That's all I have to know. Get your shoes. Here.

Stacey: What -- what are you doing? Where are we going?

Derek: Shh. It's ok. It's all going to be all right. Just trust me.

Singer: If I could fly I'd pick you up and take you into the night and show you our love like you've never seen ever seen.

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