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Another World Transcript Tuesday 12/20/05

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Ken: Rachel, a new shipment just came in.

Rachel: Good.

Ken: We need to get started on it right away.

Rachel: Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh. I already worked a full day. That's enough. Unless, of course, you want to talk about overtime.

Ken: Overtime?

Rachel: Uh-huh. At time and a half.

Ken: It's always the rich ones who want more money. Must be something genetic.

Rachel: I wasn't born with money.

Ken: No, no, didn't come into a trust fund till you were in nursery school. I know.

Rachel: You don't know the least thing about me.

Ken: Then why don't you explain?

Rachel: I thought you had a shipment.

Ken: I'd rather find out more about you.

Rachel: Why?

Sam: Amanda?

Amanda: I still need you so much.

Sam: Baby, I need you..

Amanda: You are going to have to remind me that we need time like this alone.

Sam: I don't think you have to worry about that. I think I will frequently remind you of that.

Amanda: Mm.

Sam: Mm.

Amanda: I missed you.

Sam: Olivia.

Olivia: Hi.

Sam: What are you doing here?

Olivia: Looking for you.

[Male singing opera in Italian]

[Opera singing]

Donna: [Screaming]

Man: You don't want to make this ugly, do you?

Donna: [Whimpering]

[Gasping] What do you want? Do you want money?

Man: Forget the games, lady.

Donna: I have money. I can give you money.

Man: You know what this is about the same as me. Let's go.

Donna: I don't. I don't. Where are you taking me?

Man: I said come on.

Donna: No, I'm--I'm not alone. There are people in this house--

Man: Wrong!

Donna: ... That can hear me.

Man: Lady, when I do a job, I do it right. I know exactly who's here--you and me. Now, move.

Donna: Oh, oh!

[Doorbell rings]

Man: Whoever it is, get rid of them.

Ken: I guess it just doesn't make sense to me.

Rachel: What doesn't?

Ken: Why a rich lady like you would want to come live in one crummy room and work in a shop like mine.

Rachel: I don't appreciate people assuming I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

Ken: Think it's kind of a natural assumption to make. Your husband was very wealthy. Rich tend to marry rich.

Rachel: Not in my case.

Ken: What'd your father do?

Rachel: He left us when I was a baby. My mother supported us.

Ken: And you?

Rachel: I did everything I could to get out.

Ken: Oh, you succeeded.

Rachel: Eventually. I wasted so much of my childhood wanting things.

Ken: Well, it's lucky you married rich.

Rachel: Well, by that time, it didn't matter. It didn't matter one bit.

Ken: Why? Did you stop wanting things?

Rachel: No, I realized it wasn't the things. What I had been looking for was Mac. I finally found a man who really understood me. He understood what I needed.

Ken: Which was?

Rachel: The confidence of being loved, knowing that no matter what I did, I would always have that love.

Ken: Nice feeling..

Rachel: Yes, especially... especially coming from Mac. So you two had a good life together?

Rachel: Yes, we did.

Ken: Rachel, look, I know he's gone, and I'm sorry, but the life you've led is still there. Why chuck it?

Rachel: 'Cause it's over. I needed to find a place that I hadn't shared with Mac, someplace where I could figure out who I was without him.

Ken: And this is that place?

Rachel: Don't know. It's a good start.

Ken: Was Mac as great as the papers made him out to be?

Rachel: Don't know what you've read. He was the most moral and loving man I've ever known.

Ken: And just the opposite of your father, right?

Rachel: Yeah. How do you do this? How do you always get me to let my guard down?

Ken: Oh, that's an old technique I know.

Rachel: Oh, wait, wait a minute. Let me guess--from a Maori tribesman?

Ken: No, actually it's a bartender in Canarsie.

Rachel: [Laughs]

Ken: It comes in handy when dealing with wild things like jungle animals and beautiful women.

Rachel: Is that from a James Bond movie?

Ken: Ok, I'll admit it. It's an old line.

Rachel: Did you ever get anywhere with that line?

Ken: Oh, well, when it comes to that...

Rachel: Right.

Ken: I've always found the direct approach is much more effective.

Rachel: Listen. Um, it's getting late. Do you mind?

Ken: What about that shipment?

Rachel: What about my overtime?

Mitch: Rachel?

Rachel: Mitch.

Mitch: Excuse me. Am I interrupting?

Ken: Of course you're interrupting. What the hell? Someone might as well do some work around here. See you tomorrow.

Mitch: Who's that?

Rachel: My boss.

Mitch: What's his name?

Rachel: What's happened with you and Felicia?

Olivia: Amanda isn't here?

Sam: No.

Olivia: Mrs. Wheeler told me that you were coming out here. I just wanted to help.

Sam: I really thought she'd be here.

Olivia: Well, at least you know she's not with Evan... right?

Sam: She's not with me, either.

Olivia: She'll come back.

Sam: Yeah, right.

Olivia: I've seen you two together, Sam. She'll come back.

Sam: Complete waste of time coming here today.

Olivia: Well, you had to do something.

Sam: Yeah, that I did.

Olivia: That's why I--I just couldn't stand around and watch when I know how much you're hurting. And I thought maybe I could come out, too, and help somehow.

Sam: Olivia, how did you think you were gonna help?

Olivia: Well--

Sam: Wait a minute. You knew she wasn't here, didn't you?

Olivia: No, I hoped she would be.. Sam, I really did.

Sam: Yeah, well... hmm--so did I.

Olivia: I know you're having problems. But the way you two love each other... I wish I had that kind of love.

Sam: Oh, Olivia...

Olivia: No, I really do know what it's like. I'm not just some kid.

Sam: Do you want to talk about it?

Olivia: You want to hear about it?

Sam: Sure, why not? I mean, come on. I'd much rather think about someone else's problems right now.

Olivia: Ok. Uh.... he was the first man I ever met who took me seriously.

Sam: And you fell in love with him?

Olivia: Completely.

Sam: So what happened?

Olivia: Oh, uh, well, my father found out about it, and that's why we moved to Bay City.

Sam: Well, why? Was he older?

Olivia: In years, maybe. But, uh... I could look in his eyes, and I could tell that he knew what I knew... about loneliness and about wanting something so much.

Sam: Uh, so you left him because of your father?

Olivia: No. No, I wouldn't have left him for anybody. But he had someone else. Someone who never appreciated him. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be free of her. So I set him free. But I'll never stop loving him.

Sam: Olivia, this isn't a game.

Olivia: What?

Sam: Was there really some guy in Europe?

Olivia: I don't understand.

Sam: Are you talking about us?

Olivia: No, I wasn't.

Sam: Olivia, listen. I really need some honesty in my life right now, ok?

Olivia: Well, I suppose there's a resemblance.

Sam: All right, well, then, answer me this question.

Olivia: Ok.

Sam: Do you think you're in love with me?

[Doorbell rings]

Man: [Whispering] No mistakes. You got a little kid to think about.

Donna: [Whispering] Oh, God, what have you done to my son?

Man: Nothing.

Donna: Oh, please don't take my son. Please.

Man: Relax! I don't want him. I want you.

Donna: What do you want me to do?

Man: Just get rid of who's ever at the door.

[Doorbell rings] Move!

Jake: Open the door, Donna!

Donna: [Normal voice] What do you want, Jake?

Jake: I want to talk.

Donna: This is not a good time.

Jake: Listen, I drove by Tops and--

Donna: Not now, Jake.

Jake: ...I figured you were upset.

Donna: Jake, I don't want to talk. I can't.

Jake: What's the matter? Did we see Michael's girlfriend?

Donna: Jake, it's none of your business--

Jake: I don't think you should ignore this, Donna. We can come in, sit down, talk about it--

Donna: Jake, please. I said this isn't a good time to talk. Now, just get out--

Jake: What is the matter with you? No--

Donna: Jake, are you deaf?

Jake: I'm not leaving, Donna, until you tell me what's wrong.

Donna: I said that--

Jake: Let's just sit down and--

Donna: Now, just go.

Man: Good work. Smart. Now we'll take a nice little trip.

Donna: Now, I just did exactly what you wanted me to do. I just--I just want to go upstairs. I just want to check on my little boy.

Man: No way.

Donna: I just--just want to talk, just to the housekeeper just for a--

Man: Maybe you don't hear--

Donna: No!

Man: You're alone in here. Just you and just me, and we're leaving now.

Donna: No, no, no. Please don't hurt me. Please--

Man: I'll hurt you even more if you don't stop--

Donna: Oh, God, please don't hurt me!

Man: Get going, then!

Donna: No! No! Please! Please! Jake, he's got a knife!

Jake: I can see he has a knife.

Donna: Oh, no!

Olivia: I don't know what I feel, Sam.

Sam: Sure you do.

Olivia: No. You told me to be honest, and I am.

Sam: Ok.

Olivia: This is sounding stupid, but love--oh, boy, love has always been like a word in a song or a book or something like that.

Sam: Was there someone in Europe?

Olivia: Of course there was. He didn't know I existed, either. So then I decided that--that the whole idea of love was stupid. I mean, people were always going around crying about it and mooning over it.

Sam: What about you?

Olivia: I had ballet.

Sam: So you made that your whole world?

Olivia: Right. No--no interruptions, no distractions.

Sam: No emotions.

Olivia: Pretty much. It's funny, actually. I--I didn't even let emotion into my dance. And then I started working for you. This is so embarrassing.

Sam: It's ok.

Olivia: Well, uh... when I first started posing for you, I--I thought it was just two artists working together. Kind of exciting, you know.

Sam: Yeah, I know.

Olivia: And...then I started wanting to see you every day. And what you said mattered more to me than anything. And after that, I wanted to call you all the time and tell you about everything. I do mean everything. I literally had to unplug the phone sometimes.

Sam: Olivia, if I led you on--

Olivia: No, no, you never led me on. But, see, you--you were the one who told me I danced well. And... you listened about the fresh faces contest and--and Josie and father and all those things and...

Sam: I was trying to help.

Olivia: You made me feel like-- this is so hard to say right in front of you. I always act like--like I'm a big deal.

[Laughs] Like I know all about everything. But... oh, the truth is I've never really had a good friend... ...or a lover.

Sam: Never?

Olivia: Never. So when you asked me if I thought I was in love with you, Sam, I don't know what it is that I'm feeling, but I know it's something.

Sam: Can we just leave it at that?

Olivia: No, I mean, I don't know. I really need to know what it is. Now, I'm not trying to be coy or anything like that.

Sam: No, I know that. I know that, ok.

Olivia: How do you know when you're in love with someone?

Donna: No! Don't! Oh, God! Stop it, please!

[Screaming] Oh, Jake! Jake, nobody's here!

Jake: Stay there. Call the cops, all right?

Donna: Stop him! Don't let him get away! Jake! Jake! Jake! Are you all right?

Jake: Yeah, I'm all right? How about you?

Donna: Yes, I'm all right. I'm ok, I think.

Jake: Damn, I knew something was wrong when you wouldn't open the door.

Donna: He had a knife.

Jake: I noticed.

Donna: He had a knife. He said he was going to hurt little Michael.

Jake: Donna, Mikey's not here. He spent the night at Vicky's. You sent Angela home, remember that?

Donna: He knew that. He knew that, Jake-- he knew everything about me. He knew that I was....

Jake: Try to relax.

Donna: ...Alone. How can I relax? He was trying to murder me.

Jake: Yeah, I'd like to report an attack.

Donna: I don't even know why--

Jake: My name is Jake McKinnon. Bayview Towers. Donna Hudson. 1512 Heartsdale Road. No, nobody's hurt.

Donna: Tell him that I was terrorized. Tell him what the guy did.

Jake: All right, ok.

Donna: Tell him.

Jake: No, the guy got away. All right, I'll be here.

Donna: Well, you would think that you were the one being attacked..

Jake: What?

Donna: You would think that you were the one being attacked. Jake, he almost killed me. I don't even know why I was almost killed.

Jake: Well, you can tell that to the Police when they get here.

Donna: But he almost killed me, Jake.

Jake: It's all right. It's ok. Come here. Sit down.

Donna: Oh. Oh, God, he was so big.

Jake: I know, hon.

Donna: Oh.... I'm so glad you came by. How did you know that I was in trouble?

Jake: Wasn't hard to tell. You were white as a sheet.

Donna: I was hysterical, though. I could hardly talk.

Jake: You should be lucky that I don't like to let you have the last word.

Donna: Oh, I am. I am.

Jake: The Police told me to go down and see if anybody saw him leave, all right?

Donna: Isn't that their job?

Jake: Donna, I'll be right back.

Donna: No, please just stay here. Please don't leave me alone in here. Please.

Jake: Ok.

Donna: Please. Oh.

Sam: I can't tell you that. Whether you believe it or not, you are still young, and you will find out for yourself after a while.

Olivia: Well, how old was Amanda when she fell in love with you?

Sam: Well, I'm beginning to believe that she was too young, too.

Olivia: Do you mean you shouldn't have gotten married?

Sam: It probably would have been better if we waited, yes.

Olivia: But you couldn't.

Sam: Alli was on the way. Hey, we were in love, right? So, basically, what we did is we told everybody to shove their advice, and we got married.

Olivia: But you were happy, weren't you?

Sam: Yeah, at first. We had each other. We had Alli. We respected each other's work. I have never been able to talk to anyone the way I used to talk to Amanda. It hasn't been that way for a long time.

Olivia: I'm sorry. Tell me what you're thinking.

Sam: I'm thinking that the way I talk to you is the way I used to talk to Amanda.

Olivia: I'm glad.

Sam: Don't be. That's why this can never work.

Olivia: Why?

Sam: Olivia, you really shouldn't have followed me up here.

Olivia: I just was trying to help.

Sam: Olivia, that's the kind of help that I cannot accept.

Olivia: Sam, just because you talk to me doesn't mean you're abandoning Amanda.

Sam: Olivia, this has to stop, and it's going to stop, because it's wrong.

Olivia: Are you sure?

Rachel: How did you find me?

Mitch: Sam gave me the address. I'm glad that he did. I wanted to see you.

Rachel: Felicia was here to see me, you know.

Mitch: Yes, I know. She asked me to move out. I... I told her that I wouldn't.

Rachel: Then why are you here?

Mitch: Because I want to get some things straight with you so I can get things right with her.

Rachel: Does Felicia know you're here?

Mitch: No.

Rachel: Mitch, this is dangerous for you.

Mitch: So what else is new? Every time that I'm close to you, things seem to be very dangerous.

Rachel: Well, maybe that's part of it.

Mitch: Maybe it is. I don't know, but I do realize that it's possible to love two people at the same time. I love Felicia... but maybe it's just that your love is something that I've always wanted.

Rachel: There's no future for us. I can't go on hurting Felicia.

Mitch: I don't want to either, but I'm not gonna just move out and let Lucas move in.

Rachel: Oh, he's been

[Indistinct] Again.

Mitch: Yes, of course, every chance that he gets.

Rachel: Every chance you give him by being here with me.

Mitch: Ok, ok.

Rachel: Look, Felicia loves you. She wouldn't be so angry if she didn't.

Mitch: Look, I understand that, but I would also like for you to understand what it is that I feel.

Rachel: There is no question that I never would have survived the last few months if it hadn't been for you. I will never forget that. But, Mitch, I am in no shape to try and determine whether what I feel for you is gratitude or love or some combination of both. Do you understand that?

Mitch: Yes, yes. It seems like we're gonna always miss each other.

Rachel: Yeah, bad timing.

Mitch: Right.

Rachel: Look, if there is ever--

Rachel: This is not a good idea.

Mitch: That was for good-bye. I'm not gonna be seeing you anymore.

Rachel: You mean that?

Mitch: Yes, I mean that. My marriage is too important to me. It means a lot to me.. Maybe if I hadn't have met Felicia--who knows? Maybe we would have had a go of it. I wanted that years ago.

Rachel: That was years ago.

Mitch: Yes, I know, and some things never change.

Rachel: I know you love Felicia.

Mitch: Yes, I do. I do, and there are some real concerns that are right here. I don't like the idea of leaving you alone. I don't like the idea of leaving you in this place over a store..

Rachel: I feel good about this. That's all you need to know.

Mitch: Ok. I want us to be able to be together for Matthew.

Rachel: Yes, we'll figure that out eventually.

Mitch: Good-bye.

Rachel: Good-bye, Mitch.

Mitch: Excuse me.

Ken: Oh. Hey, listen--you and Rachel old friends?

Mitch: You might say that.

Ken: She says she's trying to start over.

Mitch: She is.

Ken: Sometimes that means people are running away from something.

Mitch: And sometimes they just want people to mind their own business.

Ken: It's just speculating.

Mitch: Why?

Ken: I'm a concerned employer.

Mitch: Meaning?

Ken: I know she's a recent widow. I know things are tough for her right now. I'd just like her to feel comfortable here. That's all.

Mitch: I'm sure she'll appreciate that. Look, everyone around Rachel--her family, her friends--everyone loves her, and I think that that's what she's trying to get away from.

Ken: What--love?

Mitch: Too much love. Too many questions, demands, pressures. Too many people being too concerned.

Ken: I understand. I think I understand perfectly. This is the first time

Jake: Thanks a lot, guy. You keep in touch. See, that wasn't so bad, was it?

Donna: What do we do now?

Jake: What do you mean?

Donna: The Police said I should have the locks changed immediately.

Jake: Tomorrow, not tonight.

Donna: Yes, but Michael had hired these security guards to watch over me.

Jake: Oh, where were they?

Donna: I fired them.

Jake: Great.

Donna: Couple of days ago, I decided I didn't want anything more from Michael, and I called the company and told them to leave me alone. I probably shouldn't have done that.

Jake: Probably not. You're safe, though, I think.

Donna: He was a real professional, Jake.

Jake: You said that already.

Donna: Why did he attack me--why? I don't even know who he was.

Jake: Donna, relax.

Donna: But what if Michael--little Michael had been--

Jake: Stop worrying yourself about things that didn't happen.

Donna: [Sighs] You're right.

Jake: Drink this.

Donna: Mm, ok. Mm.

Jake: You ok?

Donna: Mm, I am. I can't believe how things have changed. A couple of months ago, you were a curse on my life.

Jake: [Laughs] Oh, what am I now?

Donna: Well--well, you weren't exactly a curse. I mean, I do have a tendency to exaggerate things--

Jake: Donna, just admit it. You're getting kind of used to having me around, huh?

Donna: Like a bad habit, yes.

Jake: Whatever. How's your brandy?

Donna: It burned, but it's fine. I'm just going to lock the doors and go to sleep.

Jake: I called security.

Donna: I know. Thank you.

Jake: Then I'll call Michael. He might want to know about this.

Donna: No, I don't want him to come back here out of pity. Now, you better go. I want to get some rest.

Jake: Donna--

Donna: I'm gonna doze off. I'm gonna read until I get really sleepy, and I'm just gonna go right off. The doors are gonna be double locked. I'll be fine..

Jake: You're sure you want me to leave?

Donna: Thank you for everything.

Jake: My pleasure. I'm not gonna leave you like this. I'm spending the night.

Rachel: Hi.

Ken: Hi. Finally got some time to yourself, huh?

Rachel: What does that mean?

Ken: It's been like Grand Central station in that room of yours.

Rachel: Sometimes you just can't cut off your past 1-2-3.

Ken: I've always found that's the only way to do it.

Rachel: That sounds a little heartless.

Ken: You can't get caught in the past, no matter how great it was.

Rachel: I'm not doing that.

Ken: You gotta break the chain. If you want to start fresh, you gotta go back to the beginning.

Rachel: What did you say?

Ken: What--break the chain? Just an expression. Isn't that what you said you wanted to do?

Rachel: Yes...it's hard sometimes.

Ken: You're right. It is hard. It's also exciting as hell.

Rachel: Not everyone is like you, jumping out of planes, trekking through jungles.

Ken: No, you're right. What you're doing is much harder. I imagine it's very difficult for somebody like you to just walk away from responsibility, what's familiar, safe, what feels perfect.

Rachel: Yes, it is.

Ken: Hell, when I jump out of a plane, I can't change my mind and jump back. You could think better of your new life and move back home. But you won't. You got more guts than I do.

Rachel: How do you know so much?

Ken: Maybe I'm just wise.

Rachel: Where were you born? You never talk about your family.

Ken: No, and I never will.

Sam: Hurt your feelings?

Olivia: No, mm-mm. No.

Sam: Ok. Let's get out of here. [Grunts]

Olivia: What? What--what's wrong? What's the matter?

Sam: Um, I just can't figure out why this thing has been bothering me so long.

Olivia: What did the doctor say?

Sam: I didn't go. Look, the guy in New York told me to see a doctor as soon as I got back to Bay City, but I really haven't had time to think about that.

Olivia: Oh, my God, this thing with Amanda is making your life a mess.

Sam: Well, look, I'll be fine, ok?

Olivia: No, you won't. Go back in and sit down.

Sam: Look, I can drive, all right?

Olivia: No, you can't drive. You'll probably have a wreck and mess up the other leg. You've probably torn a tendon or something, for God's sakes.

Sam: Yeah, and dancers--they know everything there is to know about legs, right?

Olivia: Right. Come on. Put it up. It has to go up. There you go. Here. That'll keep you warm, all right?

Sam: I'm quite warm enough. Thank you.

Olivia: I have some aspirin in my bag.. If you want to sketch, I can go and get your pad.

Sam: No, thanks. Not here.

Olivia: Why not?

Sam: I, uh...I painted Amanda here back when I used to think that everything was gonna be ok. That was a long time ago.

Olivia: We will just wait until the aspirin takes effect, and then we'll go.

Olivia: It's all right.

Sam: So, listen, there's some, uh...books over there. You know, if you'd like to read.

Olivia: No, thanks. I'm fine right now.

The whispers in the morning of lovers sleeping tight are rolling by like thunder now as I look in your eyes lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms when the world outside's too much to take that all ends when I'm with you even though there may be times it seems I'm far away but never wonder where I am 'cause I am always by your side 'cause I am your lady and you are my man whenever you reach for me I'll do all that I can we're heading for something somewhere I've never been sometimes I am frightened but I'm ready to learn 'bout the power of love

The sound of your heart beating made it clear suddenly the feeling that I can't go on is light years away 'cause I am your lady and you are my man whenever you reach for me I'm gonna do all that I can we're heading for something somewhere I've never been sometimes I am frightened but I'm ready to learn 'bout the power of love we're heading for something

Donna: This is for you.

Jake: Thank you.

Donna: Did you lock the door?

Jake: And I checked all the windows.

Donna: I'm sorry Angela hasn't made up the bed in the guestroom.

Jake: Hey, that's all right, and, uh, I'd rather sleep near the door anyway.

Donna: I'm really glad you're here. And I'm glad that--that there's somebody here guarding me.

Jake: Well, I have to protect my investment, you know?

Donna: You what?

Jake: We're partners.

Donna: Oh, yes, that.

Jake: I mean, if something happened to you, I wouldn't have a business.

Donna: Oh, you wouldn't want that, would you?

Jake: No. Nope.

Donna: Well, good night. Sleep tight.

Jake: I will.

Olivia: How you feeling?

Sam: I'm sorry, I must have dozed off.

Olivia: That's all right. How's the leg?

Sam: Better. Oh, yeah. It's better.

Olivia: Hmm, this whole thing has made you exhausted.

Sam: Yeah, well, I'll be fine.

Olivia: Ok. Hey, hey, hey, are you all right? Sam?

Sam: Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Olivia: See? Aren't you glad I came?

Sam: Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

Olivia: Hey, ok. I'll get those. Now, take it easy.

Sam: Let's get out of here, ok?

Olivia: Ok.

Sam: You know, I really do love this place.

Olivia: Nice memories, huh?

Sam: Yeah. Nice.

Olivia: I know what you mean.

Rachel: What are you doing here?

Ken: Oh, [Indistinct]. I was just fixing the radiator.

Rachel: What's wrong with it?

Ken: It was off. Aren't you a little cold?

Rachel: Didn't notice. If you don't mind, I'd like to get some sleep.

Ken: Fine, pleasant dreams.

Rachel: Ken, um...

Ken: Yeah?

Rachel: I pay rent here. I know you own the building, but I don't think that gives you the right to come and go in this room whenever you please.

Ken: I understand. It's just that the radiator was--

Rachel: I know the radiator was broken. I came here to be by myself.

Ken: You bet. My apologies.

Rachel: All right. Good night.

Ken: Good night.

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