ANOTHER WORLD DAILY SYNOPSIS.

August 22, 1986

Mitch hid when Adam and MJ returned. They heard something but dismissed it. Rachel appeared and said someone had been messing around with her sculpture.

Ada tried to coax Cheryl out of hiding. She got away.

Reginald proposed stakes.

Jake said, "Going somewhere?" He took Marley's car keys away from her and she got mad. He said he was going to stick with the job. She said, "How NOBLE of you." He said, "Don't get sarcastic with ME, young lady."* She said Michael could hire somebody else. He said bodyguards were hard to get on short notice. She said he wasn't a bodyguard, he was a glorified babysitter. He pretty much told her to shut up and sit down.

Ada said if the unknown blonde was hungry she wanted to feed her. Scott returned, having pursued her unsuccessfully. He changed the subject when Nancy asked his last name.

Reginald never actually proposed stakes; He merely hedged. Michael said his grandmother had warned him about card sharks. Terribly overconfident. Michael told him he wouldn't win. Reginald declared Marley the stakes for this round.

Rachel was upset. Mac appeared. Adam and MJ said they'd look around. Mac said he'd put another security guard out. Rachel said it had been Mitch. Mack told Rachel about Mitch being a bad prisoner. She said they wouldn't tell Matthew.

Vince got mad at Kathleen for having gone to see Reginald. She made him give her a list of names of other servants and things.

Reginald said Marley would learn to love her grandfather. Michael said she hated him. Reginald said Marley was too intelligent to waste energy hating. Michael told him to stay away from Donna and Marley and Victoria. Reginald offered to play him for them. Michael refused. Reginald attempted to goad him into doing something silly.

Marley told Jake he could drive her to the airport and she could fly to Chicago and stay in Michael's hotel. He pointed out that they were almost to Key West and she was stuck with him. She said Michael was trying to get them back together. Jake attempted to reason with her. She got weird and started screaming that she was being kidnapped. Someone strolled to her aid. Jake said she was joking. The stroller asked Marley if she wanted him to call the police. She said yes. Jake painted a vivid portrait of poor Jake dropping everything to protect the potential damsel in distress and then being arrested through spite. (Let's get Reginald drunk and shave off half his moustache. Just a thought. Herodotus said it first.) Marley told the stroller she'd been fooling around.

MJ and Adam didn't find anything. MJ is hurting. Adam rubbed her neck. They had to stop to answer the phone. (These people have phones in the unlikeliest places.) It was Kathleen. Adam was against it until she said it was about Reginald.

Reginald changed the stakes to the Love stables. He feels lucky.

Jake sent Marley to Coventry. She apologised for being cranky and said she didn't want to be with him. He said it was tough. He gave her the car keys and told her to go. She was nonplussed. She asked what he'd do if she left. He said he'd start "Jake's personal seashell collection" and check out bars and women. She said she was staying. She pointed out how nice the place was. He pointed out there was only one bed.

Greg kissed Nancy with unwonted passion. She refused to act like an iceberg. Scott cruised through on his way to his room.

Kathleen thinks Reginald had something to do with Mary's death. Adam agreed to run names through the computer.

Michael and Reginald bet vast sums of money In addition to the stables. Michael won with a full house and let on he suspected Reginald's motives with regard to the stables .

Marley and Jake had a fun chat about hurricanes.

Nancy missed the extra set of keys to Scott's room. (A Cheryl crime, I'll be bound.) Greg made mock-jealous noises about Scott living so close to Nancy.

The faceless blonde let herself into Scott's room and took a shower. (Kimberley and Tony, anyone?)

Reginald yelled at Mitch to keep looking for the trump beneath the Cory stables. Rachel came across him lurking and tried to phone the police. He tried to stop her.

Silence. Cheryl getting into bed.

Scott and Greg and Nancy toasted Scott's new place. Scott went to turn in, having denied taking the second set of keys.

Rachel told Mitch to leave. Mitch said he wouldn't leave without seeing Matthew. She realised he was the one who had been messing around with her work.

Kathleen and MJ and Adam met with one of the Loves' cooks. She told them Reginald and Mary hadn't got along because one just did what he said.

Scott and Cheryl in bed. ("They're both lying dead in the very same bed and neither knows that the other is dead.")

Jake bugged Marley about sharks and asked about dinner. He said he thought they'd both regret it if he cooked so she agreed. He started trying to set the table. Jake: what happened to the napkins? Marley I'm wearing them. Jake: you're WHAT? Marley: well I didn't have anything to go swimming in so I -- Jake: you're wearing the napkins? Marley: SO? Jake: just because we're not in civilisation doesn't mean we don't have to be civilised. I'll hang them out to dry. Marley: I bet you'd love that. Jake: I might. Marley: what are you doing? Jake: standing here. Am I bothering you? Marley: NO. Do you have to stand so close? Jake: well if you don't like it, why don't you move? Marley: what if I don't feel like it? Jake: well then tough. Marley: what are you going to do about it? Jake: this. (Expressive silence.) Marley: I think you can do a lot better than that.

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* THE PLACE OF WIT IN THE AMERICAN HOME:

If you ever read the Bachelor of the Month column in Cosmopolitan, you know what luscious hunks like Burt Reynolds, James Caan and Joe Namath appreciate most in a woman: a sense of humour. They always say this. And not just because it's crude to say, "I go for giganto tits" in a national publication. Men really do respect and appreciate a sense of humour in a woman. So it's important for you to cultivate one. But (and this is an important "but") make sure it's the right KIND: a woman with a good sense of humour is not a woman who makes jokes. A woman with a good sense of humour is a woman who LAUGHS at jokes. It doesn't matter if you have the soul of Voltaire, SJ Perelman, and Jan Murray all rolled into one: making jokes around the house will get you in trouble. It will not make you popular. Don't you remember how your mother used to say to you, "don't get FUNNY with me, young lady." She was trying to prepare you for your life with a man. If you're a jokey sort of person, trust me on this one: next time you feel the urge to get funny -- especially funnier than HE is – BAG IT. Go into the bathroom, lock the door, and practice saying "these two flamingos walked into a bar" in the mirror until you get it out of your system. Women who get funny during fights are in especially big trouble. You may THINK, for example, that you've just whipped off the best one liner ever heard in the continental US since Jack Benny's old radio show. A man -- any man -- will always have the same thing to say in reply. "I see. So now we're getting sarcastic." You may see Joan Rivers being sarcastic on television, but she has better clothes than you do. Dorothy Parker was very sarcastic, but it made her an alcoholic. Or maybe it was the other way around. Anyway, she's dead. Jane Austen was sarcastic, but she was a man.

Men: An Owner's Manual, Stephanie Brush