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Another World Transcript Thursday 10/13/05

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Singer: Crazy

Singers: Ooh, ooh

Singer: Like no one else

Singers: Ooh, ooh

Singer: She drives me crazy

Donna: Well, isnít this so very bachelor.

Dancer: Hi.

Cass: Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo!

Donna: Hi.

Michael: Hi, honey. How you feeling? Feeling ok, huh?

Donna: I'm not as energetic as your ecdysiast friend here.

Michael: Well, now, come on, donít get the wrong idea.

Donna: God forbid.

[Music stops]

John: Thanks, Roberta.

Cecile: Oh.

John: That was great.

Cecile: Come on! Wait a minute. This poor skinny little thing hasn't finished her dancing.

Cass: Frankie? Frankie, wait -- hey, wait a second.

Evan: Well, I hope she's ready.

Amanda: She will be.

Evan: Amanda, the plane leaves in less than an hour, the Cory jet is unavailable.

Amanda: She knows that. I'll go get her, ok? Hi.

Sam: Hey.

Amanda: Evanís here to take Mom to the airport.

Sam: Well, he's going to have to wait.

Amanda: He canít wait. The plane leaves in less than an hour.

Sam: She's not here.

Amanda: She's got to be upstairs packing or something.

Sam: No. I walked by her room.

Evan: She's not here?

Sam: No. As far as I know, she hasn't come back from Sharleneís shower yet.

Rachel: Mitch? Mitch, are you all right?

Mitch: Rachel.

Rachel: Oh, my God, you're bleeding. Listen, you just lie still. Wait a minute.

Mitch: It's --

Rachel: What? You want to go in? Ok, just a minute. I'll -- oh. Ok. You all right? Ok, you just be still. I heard some voices. I'm going to get some help.

Mitch: No.

Rachel: Somebody --

Mitch: Shh.

Rachel: What?

Griffen: What was that?

Lucas: Shh.

Griffen: It was a woman's voice I heard.

Lucas: Shut up, will you? We'll find out who it is and we'll take care of it my way.

Derek: If you're there, Mitch, pick up the phone. Damn it. Look, this is Derek. As soon as you get home, give me a call. It's important. I hate answering machines.

Stacey: Yeah, I know you do.

Derek: I can never trust that the tape is running.

Stacey: He'll get your message, I promise.

Derek: I was just hoping that he would know something about the red swan, but --

Stacey: Come on! He'll call you back as soon as he gets a chance.

Derek: Yeah. You're right. Well, I'm going to quit worrying and I'm going to start cooking.

Stacey: All righty. What are we having?

Derek: What do you want?

Stacey: I can have anything I want?

Derek: I just asked you what you wanted.

Stacey: Well, I'll take a rack of lamb and some asparagus in hollandaise sauce and roasted potatoes --

[Derek whistles]

Stacey: With herbs and butter.

Derek: I've only got one burner.

Stacey: Oh. We, then we have to have the one-burner special.

Derek: Spaghetti?

Stacey: I love spaghetti.

Derek: I do it good.

Stacey: All right!

Derek: How hungry are you?

Stacey: Famished, starved, dying.

Derek: Well, then I better use a big pot.

Stacey: Oh, I guess this is a good sign, huh? I'm on the mend, got my appetite back.

Derek: Maybe.

Stacey: I ought to go into the office tomorrow.

Derek: What?

Stacey: Well, every day that I miss going into the office, work keeps piling up higher and higher.

Derek: Well, I think it's too soon.

Stacey: Well, I'm not going to overdo it.

Derek: I just donít like the idea of you being out where you're a target, Stacey.

Stacey: Come on, that's over with. Calís in jail.

Derek: It's not just Cal.

Stacey: Well, I'm not going to hide, Derek. I canít afford to. Your trial's coming up soon.

Derek: I just wish I could be at some place where I could keep an eye on you.

Stacey: You canít be and it's ok. You've got your first big job with Frame Construction.

Derek: Yeah.

Stacey: And I'm proud of you.

Derek: Thanks. I still wish I could keep an eye on you a little more directly.

Stacey: Well, it's all right, because I'm not going to do anything stupid if that's what you think.

Derek: I know.

Stacey: I just want you to think positively and all this is going to be behind us in a couple of years and, hell, who knows -- maybe you'll be president of Frame Construction.

Derek: Stacey, a lot can happen in two years.

Stacey: I know, I know. You hate to look ahead like that.

Derek: It's just that there's enough to do right now, you know? I got to get a hold of Mitch somehow.

Stacey: Well, you will.

Derek: You know, he and I should never have split up. If Donna Hudson has the red swan and Lucas knew about it --

Stacey: Mitch can handle it.

Derek: I hope so. I'm starting to believe Lucas isnít what we thought he was. I think he killed Catherine and he's letting me get the rap for the red swan. That's what I think.

Stacey: We're going to find the red swan and we're going to prove that you're innocent. Life's going to go back to normal again.

Derek: Yeah, whatever that is.

Stacey: It's whatever you want it to be.

Derek: Well, I'm not so sure.

Stacey: What do you mean by that?

Derek: Think about it, Stacey. What if everything turns out ok and I'm not the guy that you have to help out all the time?

Stacey: That'd be great -- not that I minded helping you out.

Derek: I know that, but what if all the adventure is gone and there's no more dragons to slay? Look, when I'm just some construction worker that comes over every night, you think we can survive that?

Frankie: Bye.

Cass: Oh, no, no, no.

Frankie: You're blocking my way.

Cass: Because I'm tired of you running out on me every time you misinterpret the situation.

Frankie: It is very difficult to misinterpret that situation.

Cass: Yeah, well, Cecile crashed the party. What was I supposed to do -- throw her out bodily?

Frankie: Oh, now, why didnít I think of that?

Cass: Frankie, I threw her out of my place, didnít I? She's back at Iris'.

Frankie: Well, you obviously didnít make things very clear to her.

Cass: I explained to you what I told her.

Frankie: Maybe you should do some explaining to her.

Cass: All this because she was sitting on the arm of my chair?

Frankie: Looking very nice and cozy and snuggly, thank you very much.

Cass: Yeah, well, where Cecile is concerned, appearances are almost always deceptive. It meant nothing, Frankie. She means nothing.

Frankie: Yeah, well, it's none of my business anyway.

Cass: No, it is -- I like it that it's your -- it is your business. But are you going to hang me for something that happened years ago? Huh?

Frankie: No. I'm not going to hang you.

Cass: Come on, let's go back inside.

Frankie: Ok.

[Music plays]

Michael: Come on, Donna. It was a gag. It's a joke.

Donna: I donít think strippers are very funny.

Michael: Donna, she was doing a little dance.

Donna: She was doing a little dance in a little, tiny, tacky costume. It's in bad taste.

Michael: Oh.

Frankie: You know, I think I'll go do a patch-up job on my makeup, ok?

Cass: Why? You look beautiful.

Frankie: Oh. I'll see you in a minute.

Singer: Affection that you give so

Cecile: Now where did you run off in such a hurry?

Cass: Since you refuse to leave, Cecile, how about mingling -- you know, circulate, like away from me?

Cecile: Trying to get rid of me?

Cass: Still the same old razor-sharp mind.

Cecile: Is this any way to treat a dear old friend?

Singers: Whoa, whoa you've got the best of my love

Michael: What was I supposed to do, huh? Stick her back in the box?

Donna: I just think you should've tried to spare Sharleneís feelings, that's all.

Michael: It's a bachelor party!

Sharlene: It's ok, Donna.

Donna: I mean, I donít mind it. Personally, I -- it's fine. I just think it's in very bad taste.

John: Oh, come on, Donna. Lighten up. I mean, the guys from Frame Construction did that for me.

Sharlene: Donna --

John: It was all done just in jest.

Sharlene: Well, it was our decision to crash the party, ok?

John: You know what? I'm glad you did, too, because I've always felt that a good party needs a lot of beautiful ladies. I missed you.

Sharlene: Did you get that?

Josie: Maybe he got a flat tire or something.

Matt: Uh-uh. I'm worried about him. He would've called. He would've called no matter what. No, something's happened. I can feel it.

Mitch: Shh, shh, shh. Somebody's been following me.

Rachel: Who?

Griffen: Damn fog. I canít see a thing.

Lucas: Shut up. I canít hear a thing with all your yammering. Give me the flashlight.

Lucas: Got to be hearing things -- there's nothing. Come on, let's go.

Rachel: What's going on?

Mitch: It's a long story.

Rachel: Ok. Well, tell me on the way to the hospital. I got to get you out of here. Can you walk? Can you walk?

Mitch: We'll find out.

Rachel: Ok, slowly. Just lean on me, ok? All right, we'll go really slow. There you go. Step up --

Mitch: Wait, wait, wait --

Rachel: What?

Mitch: I got to get something.

Rachel: What? I'll get it.

Rachel: What? It's the red swan.

[Music plays]

Roberta: It was a first for me. No bride has ever walked in on my act.

Sharlene: I'm sorry.

Roberta: Oh, I'm sorry. You looked real embarrassed.

Sharlene: Oh. What's your name?

Roberta: Roberta. You're Sharlene, right?

Sharlene: Sharlene.

Roberta: I heard your fiancť call you that.

Sharlene: Yeah. So, um, how long have you been doing what you do?

Roberta: I started right after high school.

Sharlene: No -- that young?

Roberta: College takes money.

Sharlene: You did this to put yourself through college?

Roberta: I'm still doing it. Six more months and I graduate from law school.

Sharlene: Really?

Roberta: I'm going to be the best tax lawyer this town has ever seen.

Sharlene: Well, Roberta, you know, there have to be other ways of making money.

Roberta: You mean more respectable ways?

Sharlene: I mean, doesn't it bother you to take your clothes off in front of men?

Roberta: I take off a couple of flimsy things and I dance. Beats waiting tables.

Sharlene: And you donít have any trouble from the men?

Roberta: Just because I strip a little doesn't make me available. I make that very clear.

Sharlene: That's smart.

Roberta: That's easy. I could never go to bed with someone for the money.

Sharlene: Well, I wish I'd been that clear when I was your age.

Roberta: What?

Sharlene: No, it's nothing. Um -- Roberta, it was -- it was really nice to meet you. Good luck.

Roberta: Thanks.

Singers: Blinded by love

Cecile: We meet again.

Frankie: You startled me.

Cecile: Oh, sorry. I didnít mean to.

Frankie: Enjoying the party, Cecile?

Cecile: I was.

Frankie: You mean until the ladies showed up?

Cecile: It's me. I'm one of those women who's just more comfortable around men.

Frankie: So I've heard.

Cecile: Oh? Has Cass talked about me often?

Frankie: Now, why would he do that?

Cecile: Well, if you two are, you know --

Frankie: Well, we're not "you know," so there's no reason for him to tell me anything.

Cecile: Oh. Cass and I used to share all of our secrets. Well, maybe not all of our secrets, but all the important things.

Frankie: Oh. Is that so?

Cecile: Mm-hmm.

Singer: The poor Prince of Wales

Cecile: Yeah, when you're as close as Cass and I were, you just naturally share things.

Frankie: Oh, naturally.

Cecile: I often think back to when he asked me to marry him. Oh, I muse about what might have happened had I accepted his proposal.

Frankie: Well, I think you can stop musing now, Cecile. You made the right decision.

Cecile: I donít know.

Frankie: Hmm. Takes a very special woman to handle Cass.

Cecile: I agree. Very special woman.

Frankie: Is that why you're back here, Cecile? You think you know who that special woman might be?

Cecile: I think I know what Cass needs, perhaps even better than he. So many loose ends between us and I'm here to tie them up.

Amanda: There's no sign of her.

Sam: She ain't in the studio.

Evan: Well, I'm going to miss that flight.

Amanda: No, you're not.

Sam: Who are you calling?

Amanda: I'm calling the Frames'. I want to see if the shower is still going on. There's no answer. I donít get it. Where could she be?

Sam: Well, what's the big deal? She'll show up at some point.

Evan: "Some point" isnít good enough. We're booked on the last flight to New York.

Amanda: Last flight?

Evan: Yes.

Sam: Well, then why donít you leave?

Amanda: Maybe you better. Can you handle it alone?

Evan: Well, the morning meeting will be fine, but the afternoon is primarily editorial and creative. I scheduled it that way because I thought you would be with me.

Sam: Well, fine. Then you deal with the meeting tomorrow morning. Rachel will catch a flight out of here tomorrow morning and get into New York by the afternoon meeting.

Evan: If she's lucky to get a seat.

Sam: Well, why donít I call and find out?

Evan: Come here. Amanda --

Amanda: No, forget it.

Evan: How do you know what I'm going to ask you?

Amanda: You're going to ask me to go to New York with you. The answer is no.

Evan: What, are you afraid your mother's going to disapprove?

Amanda: I disapprove. I'm not going.

Sam: Yeah. Yeah, thanks. All right. There is a flight leaving here at 10:00 tonight to La Guardia airport. It's all open because they just booked it an hour ago.

Amanda: Great. You better get going. Mom will be there, then.

Evan: Well, you call me if anything screws up.

Amanda: All right, we will.

Evan: Just tell Rachel that I will meet her at the hotel.

Amanda: I'm worried, Sam.

Sam: Oh, Evan can handle it.

Amanda: I donít mean that. I mean about Mom.

Sam: Why, because she's not here?

Amanda: She knew what time that flight left. Why wouldnít she at least call?

Sam: Well, look, then why donít you go?

Amanda: No. No way.

Sam: Well, look, if your mom doesn't make the flight, she wonít get there tomorrow afternoon.

Amanda: You're saying that I should go now?

Sam: Yeah, well, if it's important.

Amanda: Oh. I love you for saying that, but Evan will be fine.

Sam: Are you sure you donít want to go?

Amanda: I'm not going, ok? That's it. No more talk.

[Felicia gasps]

Felicia: Oh. Luke, for God's sake. You scared me to death.

Lucas: I'm sorry, Fanny.

Felicia: Why didnít you say something?

Lucas: I'm not thinking. I'm really sorry. I really am.

Felicia: No, it's all right, it's all right.

Lucas: Let me get you in. I'll get you in.

Felicia: You donít have to.

Lucas: That's all right.

Felicia: Thank you.

Lucas: Yeah. The lights.

Felicia: Luke, what's happened to you?

Lucas: Fanny, I donít have much time, but we have to talk. This is the first time

Derek: You're right. I should have boiled the water first.

Stacey: No, it tastes -- it tastes good. So what'd you mean by what you said before?

Derek: Think about it, Stacey.

Stacey: That's all I've been thinking about since you said it.

Derek: All I said was that it's going to be a little different once things settle down.

Stacey: I heard you. But you make it sound like our life together is some kind of jail sentence.

Derek: The way we've been living is kind of like an adventure. You know, there's all this mystery and danger and whatnot.

Stacey: Oh, and you think I just thrive on that, right?

Derek: I didnít say that.

Stacey: You like it.

Derek: No. It's just that what we've been doing is kind of like something out of a book. Now, what happens when all that ends?

Stacey: More books? Better books? More romantic books?

Derek: Think about it, Stacey. You've got this law practice and you handle very important cases and there I am doing construction.

Stacey: Look, I have told you a thousand times before.

Derek: I know. Just let me go on, ok?

Stacey: I know what you're going to say.

Derek: Well, then there's this place.

Stacey: What about this place?

Derek: Well, sooner or later, they're going to kick me out of here and then you're going to want to find some nice, legal apartment and sign a lease and, you know, I donít know.

Stacey: Oh, and that'd be terrible, wouldnít it? Hmm.

Derek: I donít know. I've never had a lease --

Stacey: It'll have more than one burner.

Derek: I like my life, Stacey.

Stacey: Ok. So we'll stick with one burner. I'm not trying to change you. Promise.

Derek: Ok, let me see your appointment book.

Stacey: Why?

Derek: Just trust me. Come on.

Stacey: Here. What are you going to look for?

Derek: All right. Ok, look, this is next week. You have lunch with the deputy mayor on Monday. Tuesday, you've got a planner for some charity ball.

Stacey: Mm-hmm.

Derek: Ok. Wednesday, you've got a squash tourney?

Stacey: Those are things that I have to do. I'm not going to apologize for them.

Derek: Well, how do I fit into all this?

Stacey: Well, you donít have to.

Derek: Well, I think I better try.

Stacey: Why?

Derek: Because -- ok, look at this. Dinner party -- bar association dinner?

Stacey: Mm-hmm.

Derek: I'll go to that.

Stacey: Oh, you -- you donít have to do that.

Derek: Why not? Would you be ashamed of me or something?

Felicia: Luke, come on, let's sit down.

Lucas: No, there's no time.

Felicia: You look awful.

Lucas: Yeah, like back on Gold Street.

Felicia: Yeah, when you used to have a fight.

Lucas: Fanny, this is hard to explain.

Felicia: Does this have to do with Catherineís death?

Lucas: Part of it, yeah.

Felicia: The police suspect you, donít they?

Lucas: They will, but I swear to God I didnít do it.

Felicia: I know that. I believe you.

Lucas: You're the only one who will.

Felicia: Listen, why donít you have a drink? Let me just check my --

Lucas: Fanny, no.

Felicia: What?

Lucas: We have to talk about Mitch.

Rachel: Why is all this stuff on it?

Mitch: I guess that was their idea of disguising it.

Rachel: Who? The people that were after you?

Mitch: It's Lucas.

Rachel: What?

Mitch: I followed Lucas down here. I caught him with the swan.

Rachel: Lucas?

Mitch: Yeah. He said he didnít steal it.

Rachel: You donít believe that, do you?

Mitch: No, no. He's been lying since he first showed up. I canít prove it, though.

Rachel: How did you get it from him?

Mitch: I took it from him after a bit of a tussle.

Rachel: He did that to you?

Mitch: The guy, he hit me from behind.

Rachel: Thank you for doing this for me.

Mitch: Why not? It belongs to you.

Rachel: Come on, you're hurt. We've got to get you out of here. Come on. Can you get up?

Mitch: Yeah.

Rachel: Here. All right, put your arm around me. There you go. Here. Ok. Here we go.

[Rachel gasps]

Rachel: Shh.

Rachel: Come on.

Mitch: Damn!

Rachel: What?

Mitch: It's stuck.

[Mitch groans]

Mitch: It's not stuck. It's locked.

Singer: Untame my heart

Zack: What's going on?

Frankie: I need a big favor from you, Zack. See them?

Cecile: I love weddings.

Cass: Well, you should, Cecile. You've had enough of them.

Cecile: Ugh, what happened to the incurable romantic I used to know and love.

Cass: I got cured of you, totally.

Cecile: Go ahead, make fun.

Cass: Who's making fun?

Cecile: All along, all I was doing was looking for Mr. Right. But, silly me, here he was, right under my nose.

Zack: I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's urgent, Cass.

Cass: What's the matter?

Zack: I just phoned the office, and that client you've been wooing for months? Well, he called and he wants you to get back with him tonight.

Cass: Mr. Washburn? Old moneybags himself?

Zack: One and the same.

Cass: Great. Thanks, Zack.

Zack: All right, go get him.

Cecile: How long does this meeting last?

Zack: Well, I got a feeling Cass is going to be tied up for quite a while.

Singer: I'm under your spell

Sam: Maybe I should've rented some movies.

Amanda: Huh?

Sam: For tonight? To watch? Unless, of course, you want to go out.

Amanda: No.

Sam: Well, then maybe we could spend time with Alli and have --

Amanda: Sam, I donít want to do anything until I find out what's going on with Mom. Grandma, thank God. Where have you been?

Ada: Been at the Paradise, working. Where else?

Amanda: You went to Paradise after the shower?

Ada: I work for a living, old buddy. Remember?

Amanda: Well, did Mom go with you?

Ada: No. She was on her way home to pack for her trip.

Amanda: Well, where is she, then?

Ada: Isnít she here?

Amanda: Would I ask you where she was if she were here?

Ada: Hey, wait a minute, donít smart-mouth me.

Sam: Ada, what time did you and Rachel leave the party?

Ada: Oh, about two hours ago. Everybody was charging over to Evanís to crash Johnís bachelor party. Rachel and I passed on it.

Amanda: Where did she go, then?

Ada: Well, didnít she call?

Amanda: No, not at all, nothing. Evan had to leave for New York without her.

Ada: Well, I donít get it. She was anxious to leave that party so she could get home to pack.

Amanda: Wait a minute, I have an idea.

Sam and Ada: What?

Amanda: She might be with Mitch.

Ada: What'd she be doing with Mitch?

Amanda: He called before and left a message. I completely forgot.

[Phone rings]

Amanda: Hi, Felicia, this is Amanda.

Felicia: Hi, honey.

Amanda: I was wondering if either you or Mitch had seen my mother?

Felicia: Yes, actually, I saw her at the shower.

Amanda: No, I mean after, after she left.

Felicia: No, as far as I know she went home.

Amanda: What about Mitch?

Felicia: I donít know, I haven't seen him.

Amanda: Is he supposed to be home?

Felicia: He was actually supposed to be over at Johnís bachelor party. I called over there, but he hadn't arrived yet.

Amanda: Um, Felicia, could it be possible --

Felicia: What?

Amanda: Do you think maybe the two of them could be together?

Felicia: I donít know, I suppose it's possible.

Amanda: Ok, I'll call you if I hear anything from her. Thanks.

Felicia: Ok, and I'll call you if I hear anything. Bye-bye.

Amanda: I donít believe it.

Ada: What did she say?

Amanda: Mitch is missing, too.

Sam: So?

Amanda: So obviously they're together somewhere.

Sam: Why is that so obvious?

Amanda: Everything that she said.

Ada: Wait a minute, now.

Sam: What'd she say?

Ada: Wait a minute, you guys. Relax.

Sam: Now, look, Amanda, my brother is happily married. He's not trying to get cozy with your mother.

Amanda: I donít have time to argue with you.

Ada: Where are you going?

Amanda: I have to catch the 10:00 flight to La Guardia. Obviously, mother has other things on her mind.

Ada: Now, wait a minute! That's my daughter you're talking about.

Sam: Yeah, and you said you weren't going to New York!

Amanda: I donít have a choice.

Ada: Hey, come back!

Sam: Ah Ė

[Mitch groans]

Rachel: Ok. You all right? Ok, look, let's -- let's take a rest, ok? Here, you have to conserve your energy. Here. Sit down over here. You all right?

Mitch: Yeah.

Rachel: Come on. That's all right. Ok.

Mitch: That door is not going to open.

Rachel: Yeah, we'll figure something out.

Mitch: Need to figure out how to get some -- get some heat.

Rachel: Are you cold? God, you're shivering. Ok. Here.

Mitch: No.

Rachel: Take this. Here, put this other one over you. And this. Your jacket. Ok. There. All right, let me look around.

Mitch: Where are you going?

Rachel: I just want to see what's in here. Nothing which -- oh.

Mitch: What is it?

Rachel: Here. A lantern. Yep, it's got something in it. Hopefully, it's kerosene.

Mitch: Wait a minute.

Rachel: Ok. You got any matches? You do? Good for you. Can you hold this up?

Mitch: Yes.

Rachel: Ok. Great. Brr, you're right, it is cold in here. Oh. There. Fantastic.

Mitch: Light to shiver by.

Rachel: Ok, just a minute. I'll help you with that. There, hang on to those. Great. Ah, not so bad when you have light. Ok. Well, we're going to be all right. No, it's all right. That's all right. Keep that around you. I'm fine. Oh. We'll be all right.

Mitch: Yeah.

Rachel: Somebody will find us eventually. We have each other, body heat. You found the red swan for me. We'll be all right. I have a feeling it'll be all right now.

Matt: Look at that sky. Oh Ė

Josie: Matthew --

Matt: Now, is that a beautiful sky? That is beautiful.

Josie: Matthew.

Matt: Yeah?

Josie: What did you think of that -- that stripper, anyway?

Matt: I canít -- I -- there is a beautiful harvest moon out. I am feeling incredibly romantic --

Josie: I'm sorry.

Matt: Dreaming, hoping of the day when we're married, on our honeymoon, in Hawaii, in a luxury hotel, madly in love, and you're asking me about some stripper? Huh.

Josie: I said I was sorry.

Matt: I thought she was fantastic. Maybe I can get her. She said she was going to be at --

Josie: You heathen! You're supposed to be thinking about me, Hawaii.

Matt: I am. My mind is very agile. I can think of two things at the same time.

Josie: Oh, yeah? Well, then why donít we just think about having some coffee?

Matt: Wait.

Josie: What?

Matt: First -- that's what.

Josie: Hmm.

Matt: Hey. Who gave you that ring?

Josie: This old thing? I donít remember his name.

Matt: This? Well, it must be a cheap guy, whoever gave it to you. I mean, look at this tiny, little thing. You can hardly tell what the stones are on that --

Josie: You shut up about my ring. I happen to love it a lot.

Matt: Do you really?

Josie: I'll never take it off.

Matt: Hmm, well, that might be a little problem because, see, now, by the looks of it, that's a pre-engagement ring you got there. And when you get a real ring -- I mean, if and when you do -- you might have to make room for it, for the nonpre.

Josie: Well, I suppose I could slip it onto one of my other fingers.

Matt: Oh, you've got it all figured out, donít you?

Josie: Yeah, I do. But, you know, I donít want to rush anything, do you?

Matt: No, because I know it's going to happen.

Josie: I do, too. We're so young. I donít want to rush through anything. I just want to cherish every moment.

Matt: Mm-hmm, and I know a perfect way to make time stand still right now.

Josie: You do?

Matt: Yes, I do. It's a great little trick.

Josie: Oh. Why donít you show me?

Matt: You want me to show you?

Josie: Yeah, I want you to show me.

Matt: You want me to show you?

Josie: I want you to show me.

Matt: Right.

Sharlene: Ooh, that's great.

John: Mm-hmm.

Sharlene: You think I should call the kids in?

John: For what?

Sharlene: Because I told them that I'd call them when the coffee was ready.

John: No, let them stay outside.

Sharlene: John, it'll get cold.

John: That's all right. Come on, I want to talk to you.

Sharlene: Yeah, but just let me get them.

John: Sharlene, come on, I want to talk to you -- about the wedding.

Sharlene: Oh, you mean now?

John: Yes, now. The wedding is only a week away.

John: Thanks. Cheers.

Sharlene: Oh.

John: What?

Sharlene: Oh, John, it's --

John: What?

Sharlene: It's weak.

John: Oh, Sharlene, it's --

Sharlene: No, I'm going to make another pot.

John: No, Sharlene, come on.

Sharlene: John, did you taste it?

John: Yes, I did. Look at -- who cares about the coffee? Sit here and talk to me. Ok? Now, what's wrong?

Sharlene: Oh, John, I just --

John: Come on, I know something's wrong.

Sharlene: Well, I just -- I suddenly realized that there's so much that I haven't done.

John: Oh. Such as?

Sharlene: Uh, traveling.

John: Traveling? Yeah.

Sharlene: Traveling, yeah. You know, John, I haven't been anywhere in so long. I haven't -- I've never -- the south. Never been to the south.

John: Never been to the south? You want to do that alone?

Sharlene: No.

John: Well, that's good because I'll let you do that when you're married. They like people who are married in the south.

Sharlene: I know, of course they do.

John: Sure they do. Well, good, that's taken care of. So what else?

Sharlene: Oh, John, sometimes I get to feeling sort of --

John: Sort of what?

Sharlene: Panicky.

John: Panicky?

Sharlene: I'm fighting it. I am, John. I'm fighting it and fighting it.

John: Sharlene, what are you panicky about?

Sharlene: Maybe I'm not the right person for you.

John: Of course you're the right person for me.

Sharlene: No, John, I canít help it. I think that's the problem.

John: I know.

Sharlene: And I think that -- that you're going to realize that -- that you could do better, and that you're going to go away, John.

John: I'm not going anywhere. Because I love you. Understand that? I donít want to hear you talk like this anymore. Ok? Understand?

Stacey: A bar association dinner. You would absolutely hate it.

Derek: Are you sure that's the only reason you donít want me to go?

Stacey: I am not ashamed of you.

Derek: Yeah, but you might be embarrassed by me a little bit, huh?

Stacey: I'm telling you the truth! All I think is that you would be bored to tears there.

Derek: These things last about two hours, right?

Stacey: Right.

Derek: Bored? Two hours?

Stacey: And you got to put a suit on. You going to do that?

Derek: I can handle that.

Stacey: All the lawyers are going to be talking shop all night long.

Derek: I've made up my mind. That's it, I'm going.

Stacey: Why?

Derek: Because we have to have a life together.

Stacey: I know we do, but we already have one.

Derek: Yeah, but you've gone to a lot of trouble trying to fit into places like this.

Stacey: It wasn't that hard.

Derek: I care for you, and I figure it's about time I tried to fit into your life.

Stacey: Yeah, but it's a different thing when you're talking about coming to a bar association --

Derek: Look, I donít figure you want to change your profession, right? Am I wrong?

Stacey: No, no, you're absolutely right.

Derek: Look, and you donít want to give up your position in life, huh?

Stacey: Look, I'm not a big socialite, flying off to parties every night.

Derek: I know that, but people respect you and they look up to you, donít they?

Stacey: I want you to look up to me. I donít care about them.

Derek: I do, I look up to you, I respect you.

Stacey: Well, look at me, then. Look at me in the eyes right now.

Derek: I'm serious, Stacey.

Stacey: I know you are. That's what I love about you. Now, I just want everything to be fine the way it is.

Derek: I know things are fine right now, but they're going to change soon and I just want to change with them because I donít want to lose you. I want to change if I can.

Stacey: Derek.

Derek: Just a minute. Do that again. Come on. I better take you home.

Stacey: Why? It's still early.

Derek: Because you and I both have to be up real early tomorrow morning, first thing. Right?

Stacey: Donít change. Not much, anyway. Ok?

Derek: I'll change this much.

Stacey: I donít have to get up that early, really, when I think about it. I mean, I -- I could probably stay.

Derek: First time I laid eyes on you, I knew.

Stacey: I knew, too.

Derek: But once that happens, there's no going back for either one of us. Now, are you ready for that? Right now, this minute, tonight?

Stacey: I think I'm --

Derek: Stacey?

Stacey: I donít know.

Derek: Well, when it's time, we'll both know. And it's going to be great.

Cass: Washburn, Washburn --

Frankie: Donít bother.

Cass: Frankie, what are you doing here?

Frankie: Forget Washburn. I am the urgent case that Zack mentioned.

Cass: Did something happen? Something with Lucas?

Frankie: No, nothing like that. I just wanted to see you.

Cass: You put Zack up to this?

Frankie: Yeah.

Cass: Just because you wanted to see me?

Frankie: Are you getting mad?

Cass: Frankie, I ran two red lights to get over here!

Frankie: I'm sorry.

Cass: I almost broke my leg jumping over the stupid fence in the parking lot.

Frankie: I didnít mean for you to risk life and limb to get here.

Cass: I donít believe -- I donít believe you!

Frankie: Well, you donít want people to see us together, right?

Cass: Right.

Frankie: So I had to figure out some way to get you away from Cecile.

Cass: Of all the conniving, underhanded, manipulative things to do, Frankie --

Frankie: Well, yeah, and she's a couple of other things, too.

Cass: No, you. I'm talking about you.

Frankie: Oh, well, I'm only doing what Cecile would do. I figure I have to fight fire with fire.

Cass: I never should've let this relationship go beyond the boss/employee stage.

Frankie: Yeah, well, I think it's a little late for that, donít you?

Cass: Probably.

Frankie: I'd say definitely.

Cass: What is it that I see in you?

Cecile: Good question.

[Cass sighs]

Frankie: This is unbelievable.

Cass: Cecile, what do you want? We're busy.

Cecile: Yes, I can see that, and I am terribly sorry, but Iris kicked me out and I have no place else to go.

Amanda: Ok. There you go.

Bellhop: Thank you. Enjoy your stay.

Amanda: Thanks, I will. Oh, wait a minute. What's this for?

Bellhop: Oh, donít worry, ma'am. It's just an adjoining room.

Amanda: Oh.

Bellhop: It's always locked.

Amanda: Ok. Thanks.

Amanda: Ooh.

Amanda: Hello, operator? Yes, I'm looking for Evan Bates' room. Could you ring him for me, please? I believe he checked in some time tonight.

Evan: He's not in his room.

Amanda: Evan!

Evan: Rachel couldn't make it, huh?

Michael: No means no, Arianne. Look, what am I going to do? What am I going to say to her? "Donna, I'm leaving you"? No, look, I've got to do it right. She has to buy it and Lucas has to buy it. I know the stakes are high. The stakes are the lives of my family. Look, just leave me alone, all right? I'll think of something. I just need time.

Donna: Who was that?

Michael: Uh, on the phone?

Donna: Yeah, who were you talking to?

Michael: Just a -- it was a business associate I'm -- a little trouble on the west coast, that's all.

Donna: I donít believe you, Michael.

Michael: What?

Donna: We have to talk. I was going to let this go. I almost decided not to say anything at all. But since I was attacked this afternoon, it's made me realize how short life can be and how much I love you.

Michael: I love you, too, Donna.

Donna: I've not exactly been the paragon of virtue when it comes to telling the truth. But I canít accept this from you.

Michael: Accept what?

Donna: You've been lying to me, and I canít take it anymore. You've been seeing another woman, and I want to know who she is.

Michael: Donna, I haven't --

Donna: Michael, donít lie to me. I followed you.

Michael: You what?

Donna: I followed you and I had you followed, and you were seen with another woman, and I want to know who she is.

Michael: Let me get this straight. You followed me?

Donna: Yes. Oh. Now, why donít you tell me all about this?

Michael: All right. All right, it -- it's true.

Donna: Michael -- oh.

Michael: I've just been trying to find a way to tell you. There is someone else.

Donna: Oh, God.

Felicia: I really hate that you and Mitch canít get along.

Lucas: It happens.

Felicia: Couldn't you try? I mean, at least for my sake?

Lucas: Fanny, I need for you to trust me.

Felicia: I do trust you. You know that.

Lucas: Fanny, I care for you. I canít hide it anymore.

Felicia: Luke, please.

Lucas: Fanny, I love you. I always have and I always will. It doesn't matter what other woman comes into my life. It'll always be you.

Felicia: You canít say that to me.

Lucas: Oh, come on, Fanny. Mitch knew it. That's why we always went at each other, like tonight.

Felicia: You saw Mitch tonight? Is that why he's not here? You fought with him?

Lucas: It all boiled over -- his jealousy, his -- it just boiled over.

Felicia: Why?

Lucas: Because he saw me with the red swan.

Felicia: What?

Lucas: Yeah, he said that I'd stolen it. And when I tried to defend myself and told him I was bringing it back to Rachel, he went crazy. I had to defend myself.

Felicia: Where is he, Luke? Is he hurt?

Lucas: Yeah. I think he might be.

Mitch: I should've never gotten you into this mess.

Rachel: Oh, listen, donít -- donít say that. If I'd found you sooner, you'd be home now and warm. Mitch, I donít want anything to happen to you.

Mitch: Look, everything's going to be fine. You're the strongest woman I've ever known.

Rachel: You of all people should know that's not true. I've tried so hard not to depend on you.

Mitch: I want you to.

Rachel: It's just that when anything happens -- when I get lonely or -- or if I need help, you seem to be the person I turn to.

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