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Another World Transcript Tuesday 11/22/05

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Cass: Sleigh bells ring are you listening?

Felicia: Hi, honey.

Cass: Down the lane snow is glistening

Felicia: Ha ha! What brings you up here?

Cass: Hey, it's Christmas Eve.

Felicia: Oh, you came up here to tell me that?

Cass: Tops is supposed to be closed on Christmas Eve.

Felicia: Yeah, do you see any little creatures stirring?

Cass: Only you.

Felicia: Huh.

Cass: I went looking for you downstairs. I thought you'd be wrapping presents or hanging mistletoe.

Felicia: No, I'm going to do that later, after I finish these books.

Cass: Ah-ha. I love this place.

Felicia: Do you really?

Cass: Yeah, yeah. I think it's one of my favorite restaurants in the entire world. And you--you are looking particularly fabulous tonight. In fact, never lovelier. You know what I really look forward to more than just about anything else in the entire world? Having the opportunity to spend just part of the holiday season with you, my dear, dear friend.

Felicia: Is that it? I mean, are you finished?

Cass: Finished?

Felicia: Yeah, with all that junk you just said.

Cass: Junk? I'm saying what's in my heart.

Felicia: Let's hear what's on your mind. You obviously want something.

Cass: Felicia!

Felicia: Come on, what is it?

Jake: Well, at least you two are talking to each other.

Vicky: If that's what you want to call it.

Jake: Jamieís not pressing charges, Vicky. Things could be a whole hell of a lot worse.

Vicky: I guess.

Jake: I'm sure he's gonna let you see the kid.

Vicky: [Sighs] It's all I ever think about--if I'm ever going to see Steven again.

Jake: I know what it's like to be alone. But that's not why I am here. I have a proposition for you.

Vicky: Oh, you do, huh?

Jake: What do you say we spend Christmas together, just the way it used to be?

Vicky: Huh.

[Knock on door]

Alexandra: Mama!

Amanda: Hi, I'm so glad you're here!

Sam: I canít believe you came.

Amanda: Well, Alli was asking for her daddy. We both wanted to see you.

[Alexandra whines]

Sam: I missed you... and you.

[Knock on door]


Olivia: Special delivery from the North Pole. Ho, ho, ho!

["Silent night" plays]

Evan: Merry Christmas, Amanda.

Amanda: What are you doing here?

Evan: Well, I have something for you.

Matt: Brrr! Ah, you asked for Yule logs, you got 'em.

Reuben: We cut it off the Yule tree with the Yule saw.

Josie: Oh, you guys are great.

Reuben: Ah, if I knew there was this much work to do on a farm at Christmas, I would have gone out and rented some Yule muscles.

Tess: I think this is exactly the way Christmas should be.

Reuben: Oh, you think I should freeze off my toes?

Tess: It's like an old card-- snow in the fields, the trees white.

Reuben: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. See, I think of it as slush on the street. You know, with a runt tree and one of those electric fires that you just plug in.

Matt: Come on, Reuben, help me out with this fire here. Let me get it going.

Reuben: Oh, yeah, sure, right. I'll be right there as soon as my fingers thaw out.

Tess: I'll help you, Matt.

Matt: Thank you.

Tess: Back home my brother and I were the designated fire builders.

Reuben: Yeah, so was me and my brother. We took turns plugging it in. No fuss, no bother. Ah--just instant heat.

Josie: You are such an old scrooge, Reuben.

Matt: Yeah, you tell him, Josie. You Scroogey!

Josie: But you are one of my most favorite people in the whole world.

Reuben: Humbug, heh.

Josie: Oh, you stop. I've missed you.

Reuben: I missed you, too.

Josie: You know, I really have been meaning to call you, but I've just been so caught up with "Sophisticate."

Reuben: Donít worry about it, donít worry about it. It's no problem, as long as you're happy.

Josie: Oh, I am. I'm very happy.

Reuben: Good. Just donít forget about me now when you become a big star.

Josie: A big star?

Reuben: Yeah! You know something? When I first met you, I said, "wow. That lady's going to be somebody one day."

Josie: That means a lot to me, Reuben, thanks. Thanks.

Matt: All right, ok, ok, ok. Before this inferno hits flank speed here, I suggest we go out for the first annual Frame farm snowball fight.

Josie: Oh, yeah!

Reuben: Hold on, hold on, hold on! Go back outside again?

Matt: Well, we canít very well have it in here. That just wouldnít do, old chap.

Tess: Come on, Reuben.

Matt: Come on. Tess and I against you and Josie.

Reuben: No, no, no, no. Hold on, hold on. How does one go about winning a snowball fight?

Matt: Well, if you freeze to death, you lose.

Reuben: Well, then, I ain't going. Forget it.

Matt: Come on, grab him, girls!

Reuben: No, it's cold out there! It's cold! My toes! Oh, man.

Josie: Bundle up.

Reuben: I donít believe this.

Matt: You're going to lose.

Sharlene: Where did everybody go?

Frankie: Oh, just outside.

Sharlene: And good, they lit a fire. I love a fire on Christmas Eve.

Frankie: Now what time do you expect John home?

Sharlene: I donít know. Honestly, he was trying to get all of his Christmas shopping done tonight before he has to go on his shift.

Frankie: He has to work on Christmas Eve?

Sharlene: Yeah, he has to pay his dues.

Frankie: Aww...

[Yelling from outside]

Sharlene: I love hearing that. They're having a great time.

Frankie: It's nice that the kids are home, isnít it?

Sharlene: Yeah. You know, I was really worried that Josie wouldnít come at all. We've been arguing a lot lately.

Frankie: About what?

Sharlene: The usual--Lucas. Seems he's booked her on a publicity trip.

Frankie: Really?

Sharlene: Yeah, and he's going, too. They're going to be traveling together.

Frankie: Look, Sharlene, I know that you have real good reasons for not being crazy about the guy.

Sharlene: Donít mince words, Frankie. I canít stand the guy.

Frankie: I'm not gonna defend him to you, but that night that he rescued me from the steam room, I--he was just so incredibly nice, I really thought that I was misjudging him in the past, you know?

Sharlene: I think it was a wonderful thing for him to do, but it doesn't mean he's on the level with this trip.

Frankie: Ok. Ok, I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. Look, I have to stop by Lucas' later this afternoon. What I'll do is I'll ask him for an itinerary, make sure that everything's on the up-and-up.

Sharlene: You donít have to do that, Frankie.

Frankie: I want to.

Sharlene: No, donít make things awkward for yourself.

Frankie: What's awkward? Josieís my cousin, ok? If I can help, I will.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Frankie: You're welcome.

[Telephone rings]

Sharlene: Oh.

Frankie: May I have a cookie?

Sharlene: Yes, have a cookie. Hello? Yeah, she's right here. Yeah, hold on a second. For you, madam.

Frankie: Thank you. Hello?

Felicia: Frankie, hi. It's Felicia.

Frankie: Hi.

Felicia: Hi. Listen, um, I'm calling, um, well, um, actually, I'm--I'm--I was wondering if, um, well, um... you know, Tops is closed today.

Frankie: Yeah, are you ok? You sound strange.

Felicia: No--no, no, I'm fine. I'm just fine. I'm fine. Uh, yeah, um, look, I was sort of in the process of, uh, locking up here. I mean, that is why I called you.

Frankie: Why?

Felicia: Well, I was wondering if I could--ha ha--hire you for this evening.

Frankie: This evening?

Felicia: Yeah, uh-huh. Um, you know, if you could get here, um, I would say, around 12:00? 7:00. 7:00.

Frankie: To do what?

Felicia: Well, just make sure everything is secure.

Frankie: Why?

Felicia: Why?

Cass: [Whispering] The security guards have the night off.

Felicia: The security guards have the night off, and, oh, Mitch and I are going out. And, you know, I would feel so much better if I knew someone was here to just check things out.

Cass: Good, good.

Frankie: Donít you think that you're being maybe just a little overcautious?

Felicia: [Laughs] Well, you know me. Will you do it?

Frankie: Sure.

Felicia: Great!

Cass: Yes!

Felicia: Great, great. Look, I've gotta go. Um, how about I leave the keys with the doorman and you get here before 7:00?

Frankie: Ok, bye.

Felicia: Great. Thanks again.

Cass: Whew!

Felicia: You are a dead man if this doesn't work.

Sharlene: What did Felicia want?

Frankie: If I told you, you wouldnít believe it.

Cass: You're the Tops you're the coliseum Felicia: Stop it! Stop that! Now, explain to me what's going on here.

Cass: Oh, nothing.

Felicia: If you donít explain what's happening, I swear to you, I'm gonna call Frankie back right now.

Cass: Oh, donít do that. I have to talk to Frankie alone, and I just canít stop over at her place and chat, you know?

Felicia: Why?

Cass: Well, it's simple; she keeps slamming the door in my face. Otherwise, I'd have no problem. So I have to resort to something a little more creative.

Felicia: Why donít you define "creative" for me?

Cass: Donít worry. It's nothing that Tops or Frankie canít handle.

Felicia: All right. I want you to explain something, though.

Cass: Sure.

Felicia: You know, you seem to be going to an awful lot of trouble for someone who is driving you so crazy.

Cass: That's a good point.

Felicia: Mmm, that's all you're gonna say?

Cass: Well--well, what I mean is I donít quite understand it myself. All I know is I've got to get her to listen to me, to let me explain.

Felicia: Explain what?

Cass: About Cecile.

Felicia: Ah!

[Chuckles] Well, you know, that could take a few years.

Cass: However long it takes.

Felicia: You know, it seems to me that you're having some pretty strong feelings for Frankie.

Cass: Oh, well, you donít have to gloat over it. Part of me wants very much for us to make a fresh start.

Felicia: Only part of you?

Cass: I'm also worried about what's going on in her life.

Felicia: Why? What's going on in her life?

Cass: She's getting friendly with Lucas.

Felicia: Oh, Cass...

Cass: I know how you feel about the guy, but you have to admit-- he ain't exactly a pillar of the community.

Felicia: Oh, you? You're gonna say that to me? You, who was contemplating running off with that royal piece of... trash. You now are gonna throw stones at Lucas. That's good, very good.

Olivia: So, this is the infamous loft.

Sam: Olivia, what are you doing here?

Olivia: Sam, it's wonderful. It's absolutely wonderful.

Sam: Yeah, I really--

Olivia: It's such an expression of who you are. Not like the Cory mansion. It's--this place is you.

Sam: How did you find it?

Olivia: In the phone book. Oh, and look at the view! I bet it's incredible at night.

Sam: Look, Olivia, um, I'm really not in the mood for company right now.

Olivia: Well, that's all right. I'm not staying. I have a lot of things to do, too. You know, last minute shopping-- huh, can you believe that? I just wanted to give you this. It's just a token of my gratitude.

Sam: What for?

Olivia: For letting me be your model.

Sam: I didnít do that as a favor. You worked long, hard hours. I'm the one who should be grateful.

Olivia: Canít I be grateful, too?

Sam: You shouldnít have gotten me a gift.

Olivia: Will you stop being so embarrassed? It's--it wasn't expensive. Does that make you feel better? That was tacky. Why did I say that?

Sam: Probably because I'm not being very gracious about this.

Olivia: No, you're not. So put the gift--the gift under the tree and stop being a pig, ok?

Sam: Thanks. Well, I hope Santa is going to be good to you this year.

Olivia: Well, yeah, Santa always is.

Sam: What was that look?

Olivia: Nothing.

Sam: Come on, Olivia. You look like that little girl who didnít get the doll she's wanted since last December 26.

Olivia: Never liked dolls anyway.

Sam: What is it?

Olivia: I'm just a little bit disappointed, that's all.

Sam: About what?

Olivia: [Sighs] My father.

Sam: Come on, you didnít expect him to come back to Bay City for the holidays, did you?

Olivia: No, I wasn't foolish enough to expect that.

Sam: Well, then, what?

Olivia: I just haven't heard from him.

Sam: Excuse me?

Olivia: I guess he's too happy with his new wife.

Sam: Oh, man...

Olivia: It's all right. I want him to be happy.

Sam: If it's any consolation, I know what it's like to be alone, especially during the holidays.

Olivia: Well... I just thought he would call, that's all. Obviously he doesn't have room for me in his life anymore.

Sam: I'm sure that's not how he feels. Wow, I hope that's not how Alli feels about me.

Olivia: Well, at least you have a choice.

Sam: Yeah, I do have a choice. That's why I'm going over to the Coryís for Christmas. Look, I donít know--well, I donít know how Amanda is going to react to that.

Olivia: Look at all these paintings.

Sam: Yeah, I was pretty prolific about a year ago.

Olivia: I would love to see these.

Sam: Are you sure?

Olivia: You kidding? Vintage Sam Fowler?

Sam: Yeah, well--

Olivia: Unless you donít want me to see them.

Sam: No, it--we could be here all night.

Olivia: That's fine with me. I'm a big fan, you know.

Sam: All right. I've also got a book of sketches, if you like--

Olivia: That's great! Show me everything.

Sam: Sure.

Amanda: Whatever it is, I donít want it.

Evan: Excuse me?

Amanda: A Christmas gift from you--I canít accept it.

Evan: Well, what if it's a memorandum that needs your signature?

Amanda: What?

Evan: That's what I brought.

Amanda: Right, sure.

Evan: Well, see, I knew you wouldnít be coming by the office, that's why I brought it over here to you.

Amanda: How did you know that I wouldnít be coming by the office?

Evan: Well, your mother's getting released from the hospital, isnít she?

Amanda: Yeah, tonight or tomorrow.

Evan: So, I thought with you dealing with that, and also with--

Amanda: What? What else?

Evan: Come on, Amanda, quit playing games with me. Your problems with Sam.

Amanda: That is not the reason that I stayed home today.

Evan: Fine.

Amanda: And my problems with Sam will be worked out. Nothing has changed.

Evan: Right.

Amanda: Why are you looking at me like that?

Evan: I'm just waiting for you to be honest.

Amanda: Honest about what?

Evan: Your feelings for me.

Amanda: Ok, here are my feelings for you. You are a friend--one that drives me crazy most of the time.

Evan: Even Sam knows that you care about me. You seem to be the only one who doesnít. Anyway, I've got to drop something by Vickyís.

Amanda: No, go ahead over to Vickyís. You can rake my whole family over the coals with her. It'll be fun.

Evan: Well, we have better things to do than talk about the Coryís all night, believe me.

Amanda: I bet you do.

Evan: Why are you so concerned about who I spend my time with?

Amanda: It just seems that every time that I donít go falling at your feet you go running over to Vickyís. It's a little juvenile.

Evan: Well, I like her. She's a friend.

Amanda: I know, you've made that abundantly clear.

Evan: And what you see is what you get.

Amanda: And what you get... I'm sure you're a better judge of that.

Evan: Yeah, she's got guts to admit when she's made a mistake, and she's mature enough to know what's best for her child in the long run.

Amanda: And I'm not?

Evan: Well, at least she didnít stick with a situation when it wasn't working in order to save face. I mean, she was willing to go through some rocky times... for someone she loves. And sometimes, Amanda, you have to do that.

["Silent night" plays]

Jake: Come on, Vicky, you remember Christmas back in Lassiter, the way it used to be.

Vicky: No, the only thing I remember is how you used to go roaring down Main Street on your motorcycle, scaring the living lights out of all those last-minute shoppers.

Jake: And who was riding on the back?

Vicky: Hanging on for dear life.

Jake: Got the bike right outside.

Vicky: Oh, no.

Jake: Come on, we can go for a roar down Bay Street right now.

Vicky: Uh, I lost my jacket. Sorry.

Jake: So this is what has become of the classical Lassiter Christmas.

Vicky: Oh.

Jake: How'd you find it?

Vicky: What?

Jake: Lassiter.

Vicky: Up route 15, hung a left on 240, and there it was.

Jake: Very funny, Roseanne. I mean, what was it like being back?

Vicky: Um, you were there.

Jake: We didnít go for the same reasons, Vicky.

Vicky: Um, but, it was, um, not important to me anymore. You know, it's just some little town I didnít want to live in.

Jake: Yeah, I know what you mean.

Vicky: Do you remember that pact we made?

[Jake laughs] But, ok, it was if--

Together: We ever get out of Lassiter, we'll go back being somebody.

Jake: Right.

Vicky: You said we would go back in a limousine rather than on your bike.

Jake: And change our lives.

Vicky: You remembered; I didnít. Only thing I've made of my life is a mess.

Jake: Ah, Vicky, you just latched onto something you thought looked good.

Vicky: Too good. Evan says I have to stand on my own two feet now.

Jake: So what are we playing, "Evan says"?

Vicky: Hey, we had a lot of good conversations in Lassiter.

Jake: Well, I'm sorry I missed those.

Vicky: If it wasn't for Evan, I wouldnít have made it there. You know, he decided to leave, Steven got sick, and I realized that I screwed up, and he showed up, just like he knew I needed him or something.

Jake: Well, he must have walked on water right before he parted the red sea.

Vicky: We're friends.

Jake: Come on, Vicky.

Vicky: What?

Jake: I know you. When you're vulnerable you--you try to turn men into something they're not.

Vicky: I do not.

Jake: Look at Jamie.

Vicky: I didnít do anything to Jamie! Maybe I did a little bit to Jamie.

Jake: Oh, a little bit, I see--

Vicky: But not Evan. He's a friend. Besides, I've learned from you and Jamie, you creep: Never fall in love with a man who's already in love with another woman. Evan loves Amanda. He always will.

Sam: You donít have to do this, you know.

Olivia: What am I doing?

Sam: Hanging out. Keeping me company.

Olivia: You're not the only one who needed a little company, you know.

Sam: I know. It's just...

Olivia: Am I making you uncomfortable?

Sam: No.

Olivia: Then what?

Sam: I really think I should be alone.

Olivia: All right. I'll leave as soon as I finish my chocolate.

Sam: I'm not trying to kick you out.

Olivia: It's your place. You're allowed.

Sam: That's not what I mean, and you know it.

[Knock on door]

[Sighs] This is Grand Central Station today.

Amanda: I'm sorry, I couldn't stay away. It's Christmas Eve. Look, I really need to talk to you, Sam.

Tess: See if it fits.

Reuben: Oh, man--you actually made this for me?

Tess: Yes, for you. Try it on, please.

Reuben: I donít know what to say.

Tess: Say it fits.

Reuben: This--this is nice. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Tess: All right.

Reuben: Ah.

Tess: Oh, please fit, please fit.


Reuben: Canít get it over my head.

["White Christmas" plays] Ok, it fits.

Tess: Oh, no, it doesnít.

Reuben: No, no, no, no, really. It's perfect, it's perfect.

Tess: It's a disaster.

Reuben: No, no, no, it's fine. Tess, Tess! No one ever made anything for me in my whole life.

Tess: I donít know how this could have happened like this, I really donít.

Reuben: Tess, Tess! I donít know how I could've met you. This is the best present I ever had. This is the best Christmas I've had.

Josie: [Giggling]

Sharlene: Josie?

Josie: Yeah?

Sharlene: What time is Olivia supposed to get here?

Josie: Oh, she should be here soon, I'm sure.

Sharlene: Well, I hope so, because I hate to think of her sitting in that apartment on Christmas Eve.

[Telephone rings]

Josie: Oh!

Sharlene: Could you please?

Josie: Yeah.

Sharlene: Hello? This is Sharlene. Tonight? Uh, well, ah... sure, what the heck? Ok, ok. Merry Christmas to you.

Josie: Who was that?

Sharlene: I have to work tonight.

Josie: You're kidding.

Sharlene: No, the Pelican Club is having a private party and the other hostess got sick.

Reuben: I'd get sick, too, if I had to work on Christmas Eve.

Sharlene: Now, you know, I donít feel so bad. Johnís not going to be here, after all, and then you all are going out later on, aren't you?

Josie: Yeah.

Sharlene: Then I'd be here all by myself. So, let's have some cookies.

Tess: Oh, these are wonderful. Do you think I could coax the recipe out of you?

Sharlene: Oh, it's the simplest thing.

Tess: Well, tell, tell!

Josie: What's the matter?

Matt: You haven't said anything to your mom about Sam and Olivia, have you?

Josie: No.

Matt: Are you planning to?

Josie: No.

Matt: Good, I think that's for the best.

Josie: To tell you the truth, Matt, I --I may have overreacted a bit.

Matt: Josie, you said you saw them. They were--

Josie: I know, I know, I know. But I've had time to think about it, and--

Matt: So have I. You didnít see Amanda when Sam walked out. Allyís been crying for her daddy. I thought Olivia was my friend.

Josie: Matthew--Matthew, it's Christmas Eve. Come on, let's not let anything ruin it, ok?

Tess: Hey, I just heard about you and Lucas on that promotional tour. That's exciting.

Josie: Oh, yeah, I canít wait to go.

Tess: Ok, so I've heard a lot about Lucas. Tell me, what's he like? Tell.

Josie: Oh, he is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

Matt: Hmm.

Josie: I mean, the second best.


Lucas: What's this?

Frankie: It's nothing much, really. It's kind of a Christmas/thank you for saving my life gift.

Lucas: Frankie--

Frankie: And donít tell me I shouldnít have done it, because I should have.

Lucas: Do I open it now?

Frankie: Wait 'till tomorrow.

Lucas: You know, I'm really touched.

Frankie: Lucas, I am so sorry if I judged you unfairly.

Lucas: Spying on me is judging me unfairly.

Frankie: Oh, come on. You probably need someone to, you know, keep an eye on you. See how--makes you know what you can get away with, that sort of thing.

Lucas: I couldn't get away with anything with you doing--with you as my assistant. I mean, my files were all messed up.

Frankie: Just a name or two was out of place.

Lucas: Names, corporations, countries.

Frankie: Austria, Australia? Natural mistake.

Lucas: Yeah, well, somehow my Vienna office didnít think it was so natural.

Frankie: Want to know my opinion? Those people waltz too much.

Lucas: Want to know something?

Frankie: I'm afraid to ask.

Lucas: It was more fun around here when you were here. It's just a lot more fun. You and me, Frankie, we're a lot alike.

Cass: No, thank you. All right, everything is go. We're all set.

Felicia: I'm thrilled.

Cass: Hey, hey, hey. You're anything but. You're not angry with me, are you?

Felicia: No, no, of course not.

Cass: Well, you're angry with somebody.

Felicia: No, not really.

Cass: Yes, really. So tell me. Felicia, I'm not letting you out of here until you tell me what the problem is.

Felicia: It's Christmas at Rachelís.

Cass: She invited you?

Felicia: From her bed at the hospital.

Cass: Ooh.

Felicia: You want a good laugh? I have no idea how I'm supposed to act.

Cass: In front of her?

Felicia: I could be real adult and act cheerful and pretend like nothing has happened between us.

Cass: Or?

Felicia: Or I could do exactly what I want to do.

Cass: And take Mitch to Samoa where you two could be happy campers and forget you ever heard about Rachel Cory.

Felicia: Yeah, well, that sort of sums it up.

Cass: Well, you can do that.

Felicia: You know how much I hate this? My husband tells me he has feelings for another woman, and I--I donít throw him out. I really want this marriage to work, and I'm doing all the things that are not me. I just feel like I'm losing him.

Cass: You donít think Mitch would ever leave you?

Felicia: I donít know. I do know one thing--you never take anything for granted.

Cass: The two of you have always been so good together.

Felicia: Too good. We've always gotten along too well. We've lived sort of a fairy tale.

Cass: Who wants reality all of the time, especially now? Holidays are a magical time, honey. Anything can happen.

Felicia: I always believed that.

Cass: Listen, if you want me to talk to Mitch--

Felicia: No, no, not at all. I donít want to drag you into this.

Cass: Ok.

Felicia: Not yet.

Cass: Fine, whatever you say. Oh, try to have a nice holiday.

Felicia: Oh, ha ha, I will. You too, honey. Merry Christmas. I love you.

Cass: I love you, too.

Frankie: You and I?

Lucas: Yeah, we're both from poor backgrounds, both ambitious.

Frankie: Yeah, I guess.

Lucas: Are you working on anything now?

Frankie: You checking up on me?

Lucas: I told you I was going to keep an eye on you.

Frankie: Yeah, you did say something like that, right.

Lucas: Is there anything else I can do for you?

Frankie: As a matter of fact--

Lucas: Shoot.

Frankie: You know that trip you're going on, the promotional trip with Josie?

Lucas: Yeah, what about it?

Frankie: I was wondering if you had an itinerary.

[Telephone rings]

Lucas: Excuse me.

Frankie: Sure.

Lucas: Hello. Right away? This just better be good. I gotta take care of something downstairs.

Frankie: Well, it will only take a minute, I...

Lucas: Well, I'll only be gone a little while. Why donít you wait?

Frankie: I canít. I have a job tonight.

Lucas: Ok, if I'm not back in 10 minutes, I'll see you right after Christmas.

Frankie: Hey, Lucas, have a merry Christmas, hey?

Lucas: You, too. Thanks a lot.

Frankie: That was easy; he's giving me an itinerary.

Frankie: I didnít hear you knock.

Griffen: It was open.

Frankie: Lucas isnít here.

Griffen: Oh, donít tell me I missed him.

Frankie: I'm afraid so.

Griffen: Oh, I was going to hit him up for some money for the ballet company. But what a surprise to see you here.

Frankie: I was waiting for Lucas. I guess I'd better just write him a note, huh?

Griffen: Yes, of course.

Frankie: "Sorry I missed you. Merry Christmas." That ought to do it, eh?

Griffen: Oh, I would think so.

Frankie: Well, ah...

Griffen: I'm sorry you have to run. I hope I'll be seeing you again very soon.

Frankie: Yeah, great. Merry Christmas to you.

Griffen: Merry Christmas to you.

Amanda: Olivia.

Olivia: Hi. Merry Christmas.

Amanda: What are you doing here?

Olivia: Well, I just came over to wish Sam a merry Christmas.

Amanda: How sweet.

Olivia: Mm-hmm. I was about to leave as soon as I finished my hot chocolate.

Amanda: Uh-huh.

Olivia: But then, probably now is a better time to leave. I have some shopping I have to do. You're welcome to my hot chocolate. I barely touched it.

Sam: Merry Christmas, Olivia. Thanks for coming by.

Olivia: Thank you. Merry Christmas, both of you.

Amanda: Well, she certainly doesn't waste any time, does she?

Sam: What do you want, Amanda?

Amanda: I want to know if you are coming over to the house for Christmas.

Sam: I haven't decided that yet.

Amanda: Mom is coming home from the hospital and I donít want her to be upset. Allyís been asking for you.

Sam: Look, I'll see Alli no matter what.

Amanda: So what would you like me to say?

Sam: I donít know. Let's see, we've talked about your mother, and appearances, and Alli. I guess what I would like to know is what you want.

Amanda: I want you back, Sam. I've loved you since the first day I saw you. I still love you. Nothing seems right without you. Even the house--I grew up there... it just seems so empty now that you're not around.

Sam: I miss you, too.

Amanda: I want to be a family again.

Sam: I want that too, donít you know that?

Amanda: So come back with me.

Sam: [Sighs] How do I know things are going to be different?

Amanda: They will be, I promise. Please just come back.

Evan: Oh.

Vicky: Evan, hi. I didnít expect to see you.

Evan: Yeah, I really meant to surprise you.

Jake: Yeah, I'd better get going.

Vicky: Oh, yeah, I'll see you.

Evan: Well, things donít look too cheery in here--Christmassy.

Vicky: Oh, actually, I donít feel too Christmassy.

Evan: Well, I think I'm going to change all that.

Vicky: Uh, no, Evan, I--

Evan: I want you to stand right here.

Vicky: What?

Evan: Close your eyes.

Vicky: Like, really close them?

Evan: Yeah, play pretend you close them, and I'll think they're closed. No, close them.

Vicky: Ok, ok.

Evan: Now, you stay right there. I'll be right back.

Vicky: All right. Can I open them yet?

Evan: No! You're peeking!

Vicky: Evan!

Evan: Wait! Stop!

Vicky: [Shrieks] Oh, wow! A Christmas tree!

Evan: No, it's a '52 Packard. Of course it's a Christmas tree. Where do you want me to put it?

Vicky: Oh, oh, things are--

Evan: [Laughs] Where do you want me to put it?

Vicky: Come, here, come here. Over here. Let me move this. You can put it right here.

Evan: Oh, why donít we go right here?

Vicky: Oh, well, not that you didnít know, but it's got candy bars all over it.

Evan: I know. See, these needles are pretty sharp, so it was kind of tough.

Vicky: You're crazy!

Evan: No, see, I was sitting around thinking about the night that we got stranded--you know, we spent the night together?

Vicky: Yeah, oh, you mean the night I crashed and we had candy bar salad?

Evan: Yeah, and you couldn't take care of yourself then, so I said to myself, I said, "self, why donít we go out and look for a tree for Vicky?" So me and myself went out. And, actually, self is the one that saw the tree and I'm the one that bought it. And the candy bars are so sweet I couldn't pass them up, no pun intended.


Vicky: [Laughing] You couldn't--so sweet... Evan...

Evan: What?

Vicky: Thank you.

Evan: Well, it's--merry Christmas.

Vicky: It's a merry Christmas.

Sharlene: Olivia, hi!

Olivia: Hi, I'm sorry I'm late.

Sharlene: That's all right. I'm glad you could make it. Whoo! Oh, it's cold.

Olivia: Oh, something smells great.

Sharlene: There's a ton of food. So, here, let me take your coat. Look who's here!

Reuben: How you doing?

Olivia: Yes, hi. What are you all singing?

Tess: Oh, "earthly"--something. What is it?

Matt: "Tasks." "Lift up thine eyes."

Olivia: Oh.

Reuben: Yeah, well, I know, I for one am never going to sing "jingle bells" again. I mean, this is good. You want to learn it?

Olivia: I think I know it-- Heinrich Schutz, right?

Reuben: Yeah! How did you know that? There's two of them. Ain't that right, Matt?

Matt: Yeah, right. Ha ha.

Josie: Olivia, I wasn't sure you were gonna make it.

Olivia: I said I'd come. Place looks great.

Josie: Why donít I get you some eggnog?

Olivia: Ok.

Josie: Ok.

Olivia: Matthew, I was happy to hear your mom's doing so well.

Matt: Yes, thank you very much. I'm going to put on some carols.

Olivia: Matthew, wait, wait. You're not still upset with me, are you?

Matt: What do you think?

Olivia: Well, didnít Josie speak to you? Matthew, you're wrong. I didnít cause Sam and Amanda--

Josie: Here's your eggnog. Donít you just love the roses Russ sent us? Aren't they beautiful?

Olivia: Yes, they are. Josie, Matthewís still angry with me.

Josie: Oh, well...

Olivia: That's it? "Oh, well?" Haven't you spoken to him about our conversation?

Josie: Yes, yes, I've talked to him.

Olivia: Well, obviously you didnít do a very good job.

Josie: Olivia, I did what I could, but he's very upset about Sam and Amanda.

Olivia: Look, what is the big deal? Amandaís at Samís loft right now.

Josie: And how do you know that?

Olivia: Well, because I--

Josie: Because you were there?

Olivia: Yes, I was there. So what?

Josie: As if you didnít know.

Sharlene: Hey, there.

Olivia: Well, those look incredible.

Sharlene: Well, try one.

Olivia: Ok, thank you.

Sharlene: So how are you enjoying the new apartment?

Olivia: It's great, it's great. And I'm so happy that Josie and I are getting this chance to know one another.

Sharlene: So, that's working out?

Olivia: Oh, absolutely, absolutely. Sheís... she's very neat, and so am I, so...

Sharlene: Mmm.


Olivia: You know how those things are. We both like to keep it--keep it neat, keep the beds made, the dishes clean.

Sharlene: Well, that's good, because I think it'd be very hard if one person likes it and the other person--

Olivia: Is a slob.

Sharlene: Well, I wasn't going to say it quite like that, but...

Olivia: You're right. It's--it can be hard. But luckily for us, we're very compatible. I just wish I didnít have to leave every time Lucas came over. But you know what, I love the view. It's so incredible, especially from the living--

Sharlene: Olivia, what do you mean that you have to leave whenever Lucas comes over?

Olivia: Well, uh, I mean, I want to stay, you know, help Josie out, but I donít have a choice. Lucas makes it very clear that he wants them to be alone.

Sharlene: I see.

Olivia: I guess they are discussing business that's private, I suppose. But you know, I haven't said hello to Tess yet. Will you excuse me?

Sharlene: Yes, sure.

Olivia: Ok.

Singer: Santa Claus is coming to town whoa, yeah Santa Claus is coming...

Lucas: Fanny, this is great.

Felicia: Hello, Luke. Um, I canít stay. I've only come to wish you a merry Christmas.

Lucas: Canít you stay for a little while?

Felicia: No, I really canít. Here.

Lucas: For me?

Felicia: I donít want you to open that until tomorrow, though, ok?

Lucas: I canít believe you thought of me.

Felicia: Why?

Lucas: You have had your problems.

Felicia: Oh, I'm ok. Besides, you coming back into my life has been one of the best things of this past year. And I just--just wanted you to know that. I have to go.

Lucas: Fanny, wait.

Felicia: What?

Lucas: Look.

Felicia: What?

Lucas: Mistletoe.

Felicia: Where?

Lucas: I bought the invisible kind. Merry Christmas, Fanny.

Evan: Before you came in here tonight, I was feeling real sorry for myself, and thought I would spend the whole night looking at pictures of Steven. Thank you.

Evan: Well, Christmas can be kind of a drag if you--well, things aren't going too well.

Vicky: What's up?

Evan: Well, actually, I could use some cheering up, too.

Vicky: Good.

Evan: Do you have any cold cuts or--

Vicky: Salami in the fridge.

Evan: Salami? I love salami.

Vicky: [Laughs] Wait, you obviously saw Amanda today.

Evan: Well, let's just say-- yeah, she's holding out for Sam, but I donít think it's gonna last too long because I think in time she's gonna... is something wrong?

Vicky: Nothing.

Evan: Ok, then I'm just gonna go make a sandwich.

Vicky: Ok, make one for me, too. And when you get back I want to hear all about Amanda!

Singer: I have been so lonely...

Amanda: You haven't said anything in a really long time.

Sam: So, this thing with Evan is completely over, huh?

Amanda: Yes, completely.

Sam: And you think we should give it another try?

Amanda: Yes.

Sam: No.

Amanda: What?

Sam: Amanda, the fact that you claim to have gotten over Evan so soon makes me realize that you haven't even begun to deal with how you feel. And until you do, there can be no future for the two of us. I really think you should leave.

[Door shuts]

[Keys rustling]

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