Best Y&R Lines Tuesday 7/11/06

Best Lines of Y&R Tuesday 7/11/06 -- Canada; Wednesday 7/12/06 -- USA


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Jack: You're pregnant?

Phyllis: Yes.

Jack: That--that-- that can't be. It's not possible. You can't--

Phyllis: I can't have children, right? The doctors said I can't have children. Surprise.

Jack: Are you-- I mean, is everything...

Phyllis: I'm fine. And the baby's fine.

Jack: I don't know what to say. Um... I guess, congratulations.

Phyllis: Congratulations maybe to you, too.

Jack: Me?

Phyllis: The baby could be yours.

Jack: You think this baby could be mine?

Nick: Well, there's not much I can do until I get the results back from the paternity test. I gave a DNA sample yesterday.

Victoria: You must be praying like you have never prayed before.

Nick: When Jack and Phyllis were married... they tried so hard to... get pregnant, but they couldn't. It's one reason why their marriage didn't make it.

Victoria: And what? You're afraid that this baby is gonna bring them back together? What about your marriage, Nicholas? You're trying to save your marriage. Oh, no...

Nick: Sis, I... I'm trying so hard to put Phyllis behind me. I don't know if I can. I love her.

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