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Another World Transcript Monday 11/21/05
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Josie: [Sighs] What a long day. I have been gone since 7:30 this morning. What are you eating? Well, I see you have not done any more unpacking.
Olivia: What did you think? That I would just forget what you did to me yesterday?
Olivia: Do you think you can just walk on in here and I wonít even mention it?
Josie: I just figured we--
Olivia: What? What did you think we could do?
Josie: Look, Olivia, I know you're upset, but all I did was tell Matthew what I saw.
Olivia: No, you did not. You said I had a thing for Sam. You should have heard the things Matthew said to me.
Josie: Would you please just calm down and let me explain something?
Olivia: Sure. Sure, why not?
Josie: Sam moved out. He and Amanda are not together anymore.
Olivia: I know that.
Josie: Well, donít you think that makes things a lot more complicated?
Olivia: No, it is very simple to me.
Olivia: You ruined the only good thing that has happened to me since I came to Bay City, and you're going to be sorry.
Vicky: I will get it, Bridget.
Michael: I was hoping maybe you were free for dinner. I thought that maybe we could talk about what happened the other night. Looks like you've got guests coming.
Vicky: I do want to talk about what happened the other night, but now is not a good time for me.
Michael: Ok. Legal papers?
Vicky: A few things from Kenneth Martin.
Michael: Your lawyer?
Vicky: Yes. I have to fill out and write down all the events leading up to why I went to Lassiter.
Vicky: 3 guesses.
Michael: You mean he is going to press charges?
[Knock on door]
Stacey: Hi, Jamie.
Jamie: Hi, how are you?
Stacey: All right.
Jamie: Listen, I just got back from the D.A.ís office.
Stacey: About the kidnapping?
Jamie: Yeah, I have decided to, um--well, with the holidays here and everything and my mother in the hospital--I have decided to hold off on pressing charges.
Stacey: So you're going to wait till after the holidays?
Jamie: Yeah, well, the D.A. thinks I should not.
Stacey: He wants you to go ahead now?
Jamie: Yes. I'm telling you, Stacey, it is a weird feeling, being the one to decide whether or not Vicky goes to prison.
Stacey: Have you made a decision?
Sharlene: Well, I just have one more question. What about clothes?
Henry: Oh, all you have to do is give me your dress size.
Sharlene: Excuse me?
Henry: Well, the Pelican supplies your outfits.
Sharlene: Oh, well, that makes it easy.
Henry: Yeah, I will have one sent over to your place tomorrow. Now, what is your size?
Sharlene: Oh, I am an 8.
Sharlene: What do they look like?
Henry: Well, you know, I am not real good at describing women's clothes. Trust me, though, they look great, and knowing you, you'll love them.
Henry: Good. Now, I need you to fill out a W-4 for me before you go. I will be back.
Sharlene: Ok, take your time. Hi. Derek.
Sharlene: How are you?
Derek: How are you?
Sharlene: Fine, really.
Derek: Well, have a seat if you like. Can I get you a beer or something?
Sharlene: No, no, no, no, no, thank you. That is all right. Are you doing ok?
Derek: Not bad, not bad. You know, you're just the last person I expected to see come in here.
Sharlene: Well, uh, I'm going to be working here.
Sharlene: Yeah, I donít know. I sort of need something to get me out of the house. We could use the money.
Derek: Oh, yeah, I hear you.
Sharlene: I know you do. Gosh, I'm sorry we had to lay you guys off after the job was done.
Derek: It's ok. I understand. Do not worry about me. I'm used to getting by on my own.
Sharlene: Well, first sign of work, we are calling you. You know it.
Sharlene: So what brings you here?
Derek: I'm waiting for Stacey. But she is kind of late.
Sharlene: Is that normal?
Derek: No, not usually. Not for her.
Sharlene: I'm sure she'll be along soon.
Derek: Right. I just hope there's not a problem.
Jamie: See, part of me really wants to see her punished, you know?
Stacey: Oh, I know.
Jamie: I mean, the way she made me feel. There were times when I thought to myself, if I could only get my hands on her, I might--
Stacey: I know. Well, the thing is, every time she is dealing with Steven, she will not deal directly. She always has some sort of hidden agenda, and that is what scares me about her.
Jamie: You know, I think that she finally scared herself, though.
Jamie: Well, she came by the other day and she said something that--well, she finally made some sense. She said that when a parent honestly loves a child, that child should not be deprived of that love.
Stacey: That is right, and the love of either parent, Jamie.
Jamie: Exactly. And she really did seem different--more honest. She was more open, and she was less angry. But I do not know. But still, you know, every time I think about the way things were--you know, all the fighting and her always trying to gain some kind of advantage, I...
Stacey: Think that she will go right back to those ways if you do not get her out of the picture completely.
Jamie: I think that is the gamble, yes, but if I do take Steven away from Vicky, what happens to Steven?
Stacey: You have a tough decision.
Jamie: Tell me about it.
Stacey: You know, Jamie, you do not have to go as far as jail.
Jamie: What do you mean?
Stacey: Well, there are other alternatives.
Jamie: Such as?
Stacey: Well, the court could appoint a guardian whom Vicky would have to report to on a regular basis or, uh, supervised visits.
Jamie: I do not know. You know, in some way, that does not seem quite enough after what she did. Then again, how do I tell my son that I put his mother in jail?
Michael: Vicky, I think I should talk to Jamie.
Vicky: Stay out of it. This is between Jamie and me.
Michael: All right. Have you talked to him?
Vicky: Can we not talk about this anymore, please?
Michael: Ok, well, then we will not talk about me and we will not talk about you, so what do you want to talk about?
Vicky: Ok, fine. I talked to Jamie. He is going to do what he is going to do, ok?
Michael: How does your lawyer feel?
Vicky: Have you talked to Mom?
Michael: Hey, do not change the subject here. I just want to know how your lawyer feels.
Vicky: He is cool.
Michael: Is he going to call in some hired guns to help?
Vicky: Are you going to keep on dating this new woman?
Michael: Oh, ok. So we are going to talk about me, huh?
Vicky: Come on.
Michael: Look, I just hope that you're not too disappointed in me right now, that's all.
Vicky: I want to tell you something.
Michael: No, actually I'd like to tell you something--
Vicky: Dad, I'm not going to judge you.
Vicky: I hate what is going on, and I think you're making a really bad mistake--a really bad one. But I have made plenty of those, and you always stood by me.
Michael: Well, of course.
Vicky: And you always accepted me. And I'm going to do the same for you.
Michael: Well, you really are something, you know that?
Vicky: I love you.
Michael: I love you, too. You have no idea how much your faith in me means right now. Look, I better be going. You got guests coming, ok?
Vicky: Can I tell you one more thing?
Vicky: I do not think you have much time.
Michael: What do you mean?
Vicky: Mom is really devastated right now, but she will move on.
Vicky: The last thing I want to see is you trying to put the marriage back together after Mom has already decided it is dead.
Olivia: No, you do not. You do not have the foggiest idea what you have done.
Josie: All I did was tell Matthew the truth.
Olivia: No, you interpreted what you saw, and then you told Matthew the worst version you could think of.
Josie: Oh, come on, Olivia. It was obvious.
Olivia: Maybe when you grow up in a trailer park, hugging somebody because they're in pain is a sleazy idea.
Josie: What kind of comment is that?
Olivia: But one of these days, I hope you realize that in the real world, things are not quite the same as they are in Bakersfield, ok?
Josie: What are you trying to say? That I made the whole thing up?
Olivia: I wonder what father would say if he could see what you have done...to your own sister.
Josie: I saw you with Sam.
Olivia: If you want to blame somebody for breaking up Samís marriage, try your cousin Evan, not me.
Olivia: If you had bothered to talk to Sam--or to Amanda, for that matter--before you ran off to whisper your little lies in Matthewís ear, maybe you would have had some second thoughts.
Josie: All--all I said was--
Olivia: You made me look like a tramp to Matthew...and he was a very good friend to me.
Josie: I'm sorry.
Olivia: But then, of course, you never liked the idea of Matthew being my friend, did you?
Josie: Olivia, I really--I was just trying to help.
Olivia: You did not help anybody or anything. And on top of that, things are going to be very difficult with Sam for me from now on, and once Matthew starts talking to him, he is going to feel--
Josie: ...Just let me explain.
Olivia: What is there to explain? You ruined the only two friendships I have in this town.
Josie: I'm sorry. I really thought I was doing the right--
Olivia: Forget the excuses. Put them in a letter to father to explain why I am moving out as of today.
Henry: Thanks. I will see you soon.
Sharlene: Ok. I appreciate it, and, um, is somebody going to show me what to do?
Henry: You know, just do what comes naturally.
[Indistinct] You'll knock them dead.
Sharlene: Well, let's hope so. So long, Henry. Michael, hey.
Michael: Sharlene, hi.
Sharlene: How are you?
Michael: Well, I'm fine. You know, I just tried to call you, and the guys at the construction company told me that you were here.
Sharlene: Yeah, I'm here. I was just filling out my W-4. I'm going to be working here, just for a while.
Sharlene: Yeah. So, uh, besides that, do you want to see me?
Michael: Yeah, uh, you got a minute?
Sharlene: Yeah, of course I've got a minute. Wait, wait, first of all, Christmas Eve, what are your plans?
Michael: Uh, nothing elaborate.
Sharlene: Well, I hope you'll come out to the farm, and before 9, if you want to catch John.
Michael: John is working Christmas Eve?
Sharlene: Michael, he has no seniority.
Michael: Must be really tough on you.
Sharlene: Yeah, it is tough. Since Josie moved out, the house is very empty.
Michael: Yeah, well, I--I know what it is like to miss your family, so you can count on me. I will be there.
Sharlene: Good. So what did you want to talk about?
Michael: Actually, I was hoping that we could pick up on that conversation we had the other night.
Sharlene: What about it?
Michael: About Lucas? I thought maybe you could help me out a little bit.
Michael: Yes, I'm--look, I--I do not quite know how to say this, but I know that you have a rather unusual relationship with him and...
Sharlene: I donít--I did not know...
Michael: Sharlene, what is wrong?
Sharlene: Michael, I did not realize that you knew about Lucas and me.
Vicky: You made it!
Tina: Hi, Vicky!
Vicky: Hi, honey. Oh, it is good to see you. Hi, Dora.
Dora: Wow, was that some trip.
Vicky: Did you have any problems?
Dora: No, no.
Vicky: You didnít? Good.
Dora: So this was Tinaís first time on an airplane. She wore everybody out with her questions.
Vicky: Oh, you did, did you? There is Bridget.
Bridget: Look who's here.
Vicky: I have someone I want you to meet. Bridget.
Vicky: This is my friend. She lived with me in Lassiter.
Bridget: Hello, how are you, dear?
Dora: Hi, right. Vicky said you practically raised her.
Bridget: Yes, I did. Let me have your coat. As a matter of fact, I was right outside the door the day she was born. Then I took her to her adoptive parents and then--well, after they passed away, you see--
Vicky: I was just about Tinaís age actually.
Bridget: Yes, she was, and, well, we just somehow just stood--stayed together I guess you would say. Hey, come on, now. How about a nice cookie?
Tina: Is that real?
Vicky: Um, the picture?
Dora: Oh, she means, is it expensive, like in a museum?
Dora: Listen, take my word for it, honey, we cannot afford it, so do not touch it.
Vicky: Oh, do not be silly. You want to look around?
Vicky: You would like to? With Bridget?
Bridget: Come with me then. Away we go. We will go see if we can find some cookies.
Dora: Oh, feels great. She was real impressed when we got out of the taxi and started walking up toward the house.
Vicky: Oh, I--it is a nice house. It is not too big, not too fancy.
Dora: [Laughing] Well, maybe not for you. Ooh, oh, I swear, I cannot believe it. I mean, I cannot believe you would leave all this just to come hide out in Lassiter.
Vicky: Um, Dora, how have you been?
Dora: Oh, I been hanging in there.
Vicky: Have you been looking for a better job?
Dora: No, I told you there is nothing else I can find where I can keep Tina.
Vicky: I know. I just still cannot believe there is not a day care center in Lassiter.
Dora: Well, believe it. Anyway, this is really one heck of a place you got here, Vicky.
Vicky: Thank you.
Dora: I'm real glad to see you.
Vicky: I'm real glad to see you. Come here. Can I get you something to drink?
Dora: No, thanks.
Vicky: No? Ok.
Dora: Oh, ah, where's my mind? How's Steven?
Vicky: Um, he is fine.
Dora: Good. Where is he? Oh, he's sleeping?
Vicky: No, actually, he is with his father.
Dora: Oh, the doctor.
Vicky: Yeah, he has been with Jamie since we got back from Lassiter.
Dora: Oh, sure. Oh, I bet there was a lot of fireworks when you got back, huh?
Vicky: You could say that. Actually, there is a possibility I may not be able to see Steven again.
Vicky: I know. According to the law, I am a kidnapper.
Vicky: I know.
Dora: You canít tell me that they are gonna--
Vicky: But that does not mean-- I know. It does not mean that I canít help you and Tina out.
Dora: What are you talking about?
Vicky: Will you and Tina come and live with me?
Michael: Here you go. You feeling any better?
Sharlene: It never gets better, Michael, not really.
Michael: Sharlene, you want to tell me about this business with you and Lucas?
Sharlene: What else can I say, Michael? You already know about my past.
Michael: Well, I know that you had a really bad time there a while back. I know--
Sharlene: And you know that Lucas was one of my regulars.
Michael: I did not know that, Sharlene.
Sharlene: You did not?
Michael: No, I did not know that you and Lucas were--please, wait. Please, do not get upset.
Sharlene: I just assumed that you knew.
Michael: No, I did not, but really, it is your business, all right? What happened in the past is the past, and it is none of my business.
Sharlene: Then what were you saying? Why were you asking about Lucas?
Michael: I meant today. I meant that you have a relationship with him today because of Josie, because of "fresh faces." Really, the only reason I came to talk to you today is I wanted to know a little bit more about Lucas, and I thought you could help me.
Sharlene: And you realized I can tell you a lot more than you bargained for.
Michael: Look, whatever you have told me and whatever you tell me will go no further than this table. I promise you.
Sharlene: Ok. Fine, all right, he was--fine, he was one of my regulars. I saw him quite a few times.
Michael: Did he recognize you when you saw him?
Sharlene: Yes, he recognized me.
Michael: Did you recognize him?
Sharlene: Yes, yes, and yes, and by the way, John knows all about this.
Sharlene: And Michael, I really do not know what I have to tell you, actually. On the surface, Lucas has been nothing short of charming. He swears he is a completely different man than he was since then.
Michael: Yeah, well, do you believe him?
Sharlene: No. I wish I did. I do not believe him. I'm a different woman. Maybe he is a different man.
Michael: You do not sound too convinced of it.
Sharlene: No, I am not. And Josie is completely taken with him, and he says he only wants what is best for her so...
Michael: Sharlene, you do not sound too convinced of that, either.
Sharlene: That is because I do not know what his idea of best is, Michael, and I want to know something. Why do you want to know about him?
Michael: I have some business-- possible business with him, and I--I just have these feelings that he is not all he says he is.
Sharlene: Well, that is funny, because I have had the same feelings, and I find it curious that people like Iris and Felicia think he is wonderful.
Michael: That is the point. Maybe we can help each other.
Michael: Well, you are going to be around him regularly because of Josie and "fresh faces," and I'm going to be around him because of business, and I thought that maybe we could just keep our eyes open and see if we could, uh, catch on to what he might really be up to.
Sharlene: So you really think that there is something?
Michael: Well, what I think is that it would not hurt for us to act like his friends to find out.
Sharlene: No, friends--I... that would be very hard for me to do, Michael.
Michael: Ok. All right, look, if I am asking too much...
Sharlene: No. No, if it concerns Josie, nothing is too much. There's one thing though, Michael.
Michael: Well, I will tell you what. You tell John whatever you want to tell John.
Sharlene: He is just starting at the hospital. This is very important to him.
Sharlene: So I do not want him to worry, especially if there is no reason for him to worry.
Michael: Well, good. I tell you what. I will respect your wishes then, all right? Maybe--who knows? Maybe Lucas is completely on the up and up.
Stacey: He is the most adorable little baby in the world.
Jamie: Oh, I could not agree more with you. You know, I'm going to get him started in the best preschool I can find by the time he is two.
Stacey: You're thinking about that already?
Jamie: Oh, absolutely. I want the very best for my kid.
Stacey: 'Cause Vicky might not be around, huh?
Jamie: Well, I do have to face that possibility, Stacey.
Stacey: I do not know. Call me crazy, but I think that you're going to do just great.
Jamie: Thank you very much. I think so, too.
Jamie: Hello, Derek.
Stacey: Derek! I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I, um--I was supposed to meet Derek at the pelican club.
Stacey: I'm really sorry. I do not know what happened to the time. I--
Jamie: Listen, it is all my fault, Derek. She was on her way out when I walked in.
Stacey: Jamie had a really big decision to make.
Jamie: Yeah, I had to get some advice, and now having gotten it, I think I should be on my way so I can get over to Vickyís before it is too late.
Stacey: Ok, you sure you do not want me to handle this?
Jamie: No, I think this should come for me, but thanks anyway.
Stacey: Ok, well, just go in and say what you have to say and leave, and tell her to have her attorney call me tomorrow, ok?
Jamie: All right, will do.
Stacey: If you want to talk, you just call me later, all right?
Jamie: Thanks, Stacey.
Jamie: Good-bye, Derek.
Stacey: Bye-bye, Jamie. I'm sorry. I will be ready in a second.
Derek: You sure you just would not rather sit here? Think about Jamie?
Stacey: Derek, that comment was entirely uncalled for.
Derek: Not from where I'm standing.
Stacey: Look, I apologized. I'm sorry. I do not know where the heck that time went. Come on, are you going to be in a terrible mood all night long?
Derek: He walks through the door, and you just forget about everything else.
Stacey: There is nothing going on between Jamie and me, and you know that.
Derek: This was supposed to be our time tonight.
Stacey: Derek, you do not understand. Jamie is going through--
Derek: Look, I do not want to hear about Jamie.
Stacey: What is wrong with you?
Derek: You got us going over to the Coryís on Christmas Eve, now isnít that enough?
Stacey: Just listen to me for a second, ok? He had an in--a critical decision to make, and he needed my help.
Derek: What was his big decision?
Stacey: Whether or not to press kidnapping charges.
Derek: Against Vicky?
Stacey: That is right, and she could go to jail for 7 to 10 years.
Derek: Well, what did you tell him what to do?
Stacey: Look, I am not allowed to discuss it. It is privileged information.
Derek: Stacey? Stacey?! Hey, we are talking about a woman's life here.
Stacey: Exactly my point, and that is why I had to stay and talk to my client.
Derek: Look, you're acting like he is the one who's in trouble. Jamie is going to put Vicky in jail, isnít he? What, and you helped him do that?
Stacey: I am not allowed to discuss it.
Derek: You know, sometimes I just do not understand where you're coming from. Half the time, I do not understand where you're coming from.
Stacey: So what is that supposed to mean?
Derek: You sit around, and you talk about ruining somebody's life, and you are all very, very civilized like it is some sort of game where nobody loses.
Stacey: Huh--wait a second. Vicky did not have to kidnap that baby, and you have no idea what we discussed, so stop twisting everything around, all right?
Derek: Ok, well then, if that is your idea of being civilized, I guess I will just stick to my own way of looking at things.
Stacey: Derek, wait a second. You just do not understand.
Derek: No? Well, I understand one thing. I could never do what you do for a living. I mean, it would kill me.
Stacey: You know what? I do not appreciate you coming over here to yell at me about what I do for a living because I consider it a very important service.
Derek: Well, maybe I should just leave.
Stacey: Yeah, maybe you should.
Vicky: That is not what I meant at all--
Dora: No, no, you think that I canít even raise my own kid--
Vicky: I know you can raise your own kid.
Dora: Look, I want to tell you something. We did not come here for a handout.
Vicky: Dora, that is not what this is. Listen, I have got a lot of money. I want to help you if I can. That is it.
Dora: Look...I guess I just do not get it.
Vicky: What is there to get? If Tina can have a better life, that is good, isnít it?
Dora: Well, yeah.
Vicky: And what about you? What about all the struggling you have gone through that you told me all about?
Vicky: So I was thinking that you could come and live here until we find you an apartment.
Dora: How come you are doing this? What, just to ease your conscience?
Vicky: You helped me. I want to pay you back.
Dora: Buy me off is more like it. Look, Vicky, you still got a lot to learn.
Vicky: We're not finished with this discussion. Excuse me.
Jamie: May I come in?
Vicky: Yeah. Dora, I would like you to meet Jamie Frame, Stevenís father.
Dora: Oh, hi, it is nice to meet you.
Jamie: How do you do?
Dora: You got a real cute boy there, doctor.
Jamie: Thank you.
Vicky: Dora was running the boarding house that Steven and I stayed in in Lassiter.
Jamie: I see.
Dora: I'm sorry. Vicky, look, I think maybe I have an idea. I mean, if you really want to help us, fine.
Dora: Then help all of us.
Vicky: What do you mean?
Dora: What about if you helped us start a day care center in Lassiter, I mean, so the rest of us could get out there and find some work?
Vicky: That is a great idea. Jamie, did you want to talk to me?
Jamie: Yes, but I did not realize you had company.
Vicky: Well, actually, we were just talking about how I could help Dora and her daughter Tina.
Jamie: A day care center, huh? That is a good idea.
Dora: Oh, jeez. Oh, that kid. She is probably tearing up that toy room of yours. Um--
Vicky: Oh, oh, do not worry about it. This place has been too neat lately.
Dora: Look, I'd better go check on her, ok?
Vicky: No, I'll go check on her. You just stay here. Jamie, I will be right back. Honey?
Dora: She is too hard on herself, you know?
Dora: You know, she sent me and Tina those airline tickets, and on top of that, she sent food, money. I never even figured she would remember our names once we got back here.
Jamie: Yeah, well, Vicky is not like that.
Dora: No, she is not. I will tell you something. She is a great mother. She really took care of that little boy.
Jamie: She kidnapped him. Did she tell you that? There are people here, you know, who love that little boy quite a lot. We were in--in agony because of what she did.
Dora: Look, I did not say she was a saint. I just said she loved her little boy.
Jamie: I know she does, Dora.
Dora: Well, did you know he was sick?
Jamie: Yeah, she mentioned that he had a virus.
Dora: Virus? He was burning up.
Jamie: Well, that is why she decided to bring him back home.
Jamie: I beg your pardon?
Dora: You're wrong. The fever broke. Steven was fine. She decided to bring him home afterwards 'cause she felt that maybe he should be with his father.
Jamie: That is what she said, huh?
Dora: Look, she figured that what she was doing was wrong. Like I said, she really loves that little boy.
Jamie: Why are you telling me this?
Dora: 'Cause I think maybe you ought to know.
Josie: Thank you.
Olivia: They from Lucas?
Josie: From Russ.
Olivia: Are they for me?
Josie: "To my beautiful daughters, enjoy your new apartment."
Olivia: Well, I will let you write the thank-you note. Explain how you did everything possible to drive away all my friends.
Josie: You know, you are determined to turn this into a gigantic drama. I said I was sorry, and I will apologize to Matthew if that is what you want.
Olivia: All I want is to be out of here.
Josie: Olivia, canít--canít we at least talk about this?
Sharlene: Hi, sweetheart.
Sharlene: You busy?
Josie: Well, actually, this is not a very good time.
Olivia: No, it is fine. Come on in, Mrs. Hudson. No problem at all.
Sharlene: Thank you. What are you two up to?
Olivia: Packing, but I will get out of your way. Excuse me.
Sharlene: Why is Olivia packing?
Josie: Uh, well, um, she's just going to put some things in suitcases because the place just is not big enough.
Sharlene: Yeah, you said something like that. Hmm.
Josie: Oh, they are from Russ. Have you seen these, mama?
Josie: Lucas took them. They are great.
Sharlene: I have seen them, Josie. They're beautiful, but, then, you know you're always beautiful to me.
Josie: So what did you want to see me about?
Sharlene: Well, honey, I was hoping that we could sit down and, uh, calmly discuss this promotional tour you're going on.
Josie: Mama, you're not going to bring up the tour again, are you?
Sharlene: Josie, I want you to promise--
Josie: Lucas is a nice man. If you knew him better, you would see that. Believe me, he is not going to try anything on tour, all right?
Sharlene: Why do you think you can trust him?
Josie: Because I can. Now, stop treating me like a child.
Sharlene: I'm trying to treat you like--
Josie: Your life was your life. You lived it your way. Doesn't mean I'm going to go out and do what you did. Now, stop it. Stop worrying about me and Lucas.
Vicky: Turn the page. This is a great one. This is where he first ate--look at the expression on his face. You love that picture, donít you?
Tina: Let me see, let me see.
Bridget: Now, wait a minute, darling. Be careful, now. Do not get your dirty hands on the pictures, dear.
Vicky: Do you know what? She secretly checks my hands every time before I sit down at the dinner table.
Bridget: I do not.
Vicky and Tina: Yes, you do.
Bridget: Oh, no, I donít.
Tina: Yes, you do.
Vicky: I have been thinking about that idea for the day care center. I think it is terrific. I could buy a building in downtown Lassiter and set up maybe some kind of fund to back it.
Dora: You sure you want to do this?
Vicky: No, I am a princess that wants a tax write-off. Of course, I want to do this. I really do.
Dora: Was she like this as a kid, Bridget?
Bridget: Oh, well, she did have her problems, yes.
Vicky: I got in trouble when I was 5. I went downhill from there.
Bridget: Vicky, you must be careful what you say in front of the child.
Vicky: Oh, honey.
Dora: Now, the people who raised you--their name was Carson? I do not think I know the name.
Vicky: They were killed in a car accident when I was 5. Some drunk hit them.
Bridget: I was the housekeeper. You know, there was not a day care center in Lassiter then.
Dora: No, time stands still in that town, doesn't it?
Vicky: Tell me about it. I was so bored sometimes I would just wander around and--you know, maybe if...
Bridget: She sometimes says that the reason she got into trouble was because there was nothing to do in Lassiter.
Vicky: Oh, it does not really matter why I turned out the way I did. I just did.
Tina: Let me see.
Vicky: Ok, you can look, honey. But I think a day care center would be a great idea. I think it would help little kids like Tina, wouldnít it?
Jamie: I think it is a great idea.
Vicky: Uh, Jamie, I'm sorry. I will go get Stevenís clothes.
Vicky: Isnít that why you're here? You want to get his sleeper and things--
Jamie: ...No, I came here to talk to you.
Dora: Tina, come here, honey. Let's go call the airline and check on those tickets, ok?
Bridget: Oh, yes. I will show you where the phone is in here.
Bridget: You bet. Here we go.
Vicky: What did you want to see me about?
Jamie: I had this long talk with the district attorney today.
Jamie: Dammit, every time I think I'm absolutely sure about something, I...look, Vicky, I came over here to--I was ready to let you have it with both barrels, and now, I cannot even be angry.
Vicky: Is that good?
Jamie: I mean, like, what am I supposed to do? Here you are helping this woman and her child, and you're ready to donate a day care center.
Vicky: Jamie, I'm donating that day care center for me. I had no idea you were coming over here.
Jamie: I know that.
Vicky: So donít you dare try to put it on me that I'm tricking you into something--
Jamie: I'm not. I'm not.
Vicky: Then what do you want?
Jamie: Listen, I'm sorry. It is not your fault. It is just that with you, I never know quite what to expect. I suppose that is probably why I was drawn to you in the first place. But I can surprise people, too, sometimes.
Vicky: What do you mean?
Jamie: I came here with one thing in mind, Vicky, but I have changed my mind. I have decided not to press charges.
Vicky: Well, what about Steven?
Vicky: When can I see him?
Jamie: I do not know. My God, Vicky, I give you a reprieve and you're already demanding more?
Vicky: All I wanted to know is if I can see him again--
Jamie: I am not about to settle visitation tonight, okay.
Jamie: Forget it.
Vicky: I ju--
Bridget: What is it?
Dora: Slamming doors is not a good sign.
Vicky: No, I blew it.
Bridget: What happened?
Vicky: Jamie said he was going to drop the charges.
Bridget: Well, that is wonderful, dear.
Vicky: Yeah, but then I started in on when I was going to be able to see Steven again. Stupid.
Bridget: Then he got angry?
Dora: Aw, honey. Honey, he'll get over it. Things are looking up. Come on, Vicky, you gotta have a little faith. Besides, it is Christmas time.
Dora: Tina, come here. Give it to her.
Vicky: What? Oh!
Dora: What do you say?
Tina: Merry Christmas.
Vicky: Oh, thank you, honey. Oh, thank you.
Dora: Ok, sweetheart. Come on, we got to go get a taxi if we're going to get that plane.
Vicky: So soon?
Dora: Oh, I'm afraid so.
Vicky: So soon? I'm going to miss you.
Dora: Well, listen, we're going to be talking to each other. We got a day care center to build, donít we?
Derek: Make it a draft.
Michael: Well, you do not look like you're in much of a Christmassy mood.
Derek: Strange Christmas.
Michael: No kidding. Why?
Derek: I do not know. It is the first time I have not been on the run or scrounging for a meal.
Derek: Thanks. Thought it might be nice to spend the time with someone.
Michael: Well, why aren't you?
Derek: Things got screwed up.
Michael: Well, I can understand that one.
Derek: Been on my own for so long, sometimes I just do not know when to back off, you know?
Michael: I know.
Derek: I just blow up, you know? Some Christmas.
Michael: Well, it is hard being by yourself any time of the year, but especially around the holidays, it's tough.
Derek: I keep telling myself, what is the big deal? It is just another day.
Michael: But it is not.
Derek: Then I say to myself, why should you be alone? Why canít I work it out?
Michael: Let me tell you something, Derek. If you love this person and you want it and you really believe, then go for it. Because there's absolutely nothing that can destroy your love, nothing that can stand in your way, nothing.
Derek: I gotta find her. Merry Christmas.
Michael: Yeah, merry Christmas.
Sharlene: I'm only asking that you think before you do everything Lucas tells you.
Josie: I will.
Sharlene: I gotta go. You are coming by the house tomorrow, aren't you?
Josie: Mm-hmm and Matthew is going to come, too.
Sharlene: Oh, good. Tell me something. How are things going with you and Olivia?
Josie: Oh, fine. We're really getting to know each other.
Sharlene: Good, 'cause I like knowing that she is your roommate.
Sharlene: Oh, I take it back. I'm sorry. You did not hear it. I love you.
Josie: I love you, too.
Olivia: Did you tell your mother I was moving out?
Olivia: Why not?
Josie: Because I'm still hoping that you will change your mind.
Olivia: Fat chance.
Josie: Olivia, I promise you nothing like that will ever happen again. Your personal life is your own, and I will not interfere.
Olivia: Are you being sincere?
Josie: Yes, I am being sincere.
Olivia: And you said you would talk to Matthew for me?
Josie: I will tell him I jumped to conclusions.
Olivia: Well, then moving out probably was not such a great idea. I mean, after all, father would want us to try.
Josie: Sure he would.
Olivia: We are sisters now.
Josie: Yeah. Oh, that reminds me, what are you doing Christmas Eve?
Olivia: I do not know.
Josie: Well, why donít you come by the farm? What do you say?
Olivia: Maybe for a while. I promised Aunt Liz, too.
Josie: Good. That is great. I'm really glad you changed your mind.
Olivia: So do you want to make something to eat?
Josie: Oh, I canít. I have got to meet Lucas and some advertisers in a few minutes. You want to try for later?
Olivia: No, that is fine. You go ahead. I will see you later.
Josie: Ok. See you.
Olivia: "Love, Dad." [Sighs]
Stacey: Ok, you want up on the lap, babydoll? Oh. Hey, sweetie pie. He is a sweetheart, Jamie.
Jamie: Yeah, he can really make your day sometimes.
Stacey: You want to play with the ball? Hmm? You ok, now?
Jamie: Yeah. Yeah, I am. I was just mad at--Vicky has a gift for pushing the wrong buttons, at least with me anyway.
Stacey: Well, I'm glad I came by to see how you were doing.
Jamie: So am I.
Stacey: See how your dad was doing, you know?
Jamie: Listen, I thought you had a date tonight.
Stacey: Uh, plans got changed. I came by to play with you instead. Here, you want to hold him?
Jamie: No, go ahead. He looks happy.
Stacey: Ok, what do you want to do, hey, pal? Want to go look at the Christmas tree? Let's go. Look how tall that tree is.
Singer: ...Make the yuletide gay from now on our troubles will be miles away
Bridget: Aren't you going to open your gift?
Vicky: Aren't I supposed to wait till Christmas?
Bridget: Oh, well, now, it seems to me that I used to give you one gift to open before Christmas.
Vicky: You did, didnít you?
Singer: Faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more through the years we all will be together if the fates allow
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