Tuesday Y&R Transcript 1/6/04

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 1/6/04--Canada; Wednesday 1/7/04--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Neil: You gave the orchid to Jack?

Phyllis: It was your idea.

Neil: Now hold on a minute.

Phyllis: It was, in Japan, you said it would be a nice thing because they had come so far, and they were in trouble.

Neil: Ah, forget what I said. I didn't actually mean what I said.

Phyllis: Oh, well, now you tell me.

Neil: Phyllis, I can't believe that you did this.

Phyllis: Neither can I.

Neil: What are you doing? What are you thinking?

Phyllis: Listen. Okay, listen. You know Jack and I have been this close to getting a divorce.

Neil: So what, you thought you'd give him the Neofinetia to save your marriage?

Phyllis: Sorta. I did. You know what, Neil? On--on New Year’s Eve, we had a breakthrough.

Neil: I could care less about your breakthrough.

Phyllis: And I wanted to build upon that.

Neil: Couldn't you have chosen something else to build upon?

Phyllis: Listen, you know how miserable I've been without my husband.

Neil: Hey, hey, hey, hey, don't get defensive on me.

Phyllis: Don't yell at me!

Neil: I'm not... I'm not yelling. I just wish you hadn't felt the need to make this particular grand gesture.


(Doorbell rings)

Jack: Hey.

Kyle: Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.

Jack: What a great surprise. Happy New Year. I didn't expect you to come by today.

Diane: Oh, I hope you don't mind, but Kyle insisted on seeing his Daddy on the way to his ice skating lesson.

Jack: Ice skating? Are you taking lessons at the city rink?

Diane: You're getting pretty good at it, too, big guy.

Jack: You wanna know something? I was a pretty good hockey player in my day, and one day, we're gonna have to get on the ice ourselves and swat the puck around. What do you say?

Kyle: Okay.

Diane: Oh, hockey's a little intense, don't you think?

Jack: Oh, you know what? We'll get you a mask and your own stick and some pads, and he'll be ready for the peewee league.

Diane: Well, I guess there's no fighting it. You're going to be an athlete, just like your father.

Kyle: Is there any cookies?

Jack: As a matter of fact, Mamie made some cinnamon cookies last night, your favorite.

Diane: Okay, but not too many.

Jack: Go ahead. You know where the kitchen is.

Diane: I told Kyle that you probably wouldn't be here this time of the day.

Jack: Yeah, I'm getting a late start. I better get to the office, though.

Diane: Oh, well, no worries. We'll be out of your hair in... oh, what an interesting plant. Is this an orchid? I don't think I've ever seen one quite like it.

Jack: You haven’t. Very few people in this part of the world have. Actually, that's why I'm trying to get to work. I got get this to the lab.

Diane: The lab?

Jack: This is a very powerful little posy.

Diane: Apparently. Where'd you get it?

Jack: That is a story and a half.


Man: Okay, Dave, we're just gonna have to take it over the ceiling then.

Jill: Bill, what is the holdup?

Bill: We found some furnace ducts in the wall over there, and we're gonna have to reroute 'em over the ceiling. Shouldn't be a problem.

Jill: This is taking a really long time to get off the ground. Look, do you know what the word "demolition" means? It means ripping things up and tearing them down, and all this caution and delicacy is not working for me.

Bill: Well, we don't want the whole house to fall down on us, do we, Mrs. Abbott?

Jill: Well, that's certainly a thought, isn't it? But, no, of course not. I want to make this old place into a home that's alive and exciting and vibrant with color and good taste.

Bill: That's what I'm here for.

Jill: Well, then please, could you get started? Because nothing's gonna change until we get rid of what's here. So smash it, tear it up, knock it down. Out with the old and in with the new. This place... this place is far too full of yesterdays. To tomorrow.


Brad: Sweetheart, you want something besides that salad honey; I wish you'd talk to me. I know you can hear me.

Brad: Maybe you can’t. Maybe I'm just kidding myself.

Brad: Ash... where are you, baby? Where's my wife?

Brad: I want to do the right thing. Should I be keeping you here? What's the best thing for you? What's going on in that head of yours? (Telephone rings) (Ring) (Ring)

Brad: Hello.

Victor: Bradley, this is Victor Newman. Now please, don't hang up. I would like to know how Ashley’s doing.


Diane: Are you telling me that Phyllis just handed this plant to you, knowing how valuable it is to Jabot?

Jack: I guess our marriage meant more to her than helping Newman stick it to us for the umpteenth time.

Diane: So she did it for the two of you.

Jack: Yeah, yeah, and I'm starting to feel guilty about taking advantage.

Diane: Who said you did?

Jack: I didn't tell my wife a little something that might have changed her decision to give me the orchid.

Diane: And that's why you feel you somehow took advantage.

Jack: She put that orchid in my hand, all I could think about was Jabot, all my family has been through in the last few months. Finally, we had the upper hand in something.

Diane: So what was this piece of information?

Jack: You're not gonna like this. It's pretty bad.


Neil: Oh, my God, Phyllis. By giving him that orchid, don't you see what you've done?

Phyllis: Okay, okay, okay, listen. You know what? I caught the bouquet, all right? So the orchid was mine to do with as I pleased.

Neil: Swell, Phyllis. So when Jabot is launching their new huge line and blowing our cosmetics division off the map, that's what you can tell yourself late at night.

Phyllis: Okay, are you 100% positively sure they have their own orchid?

Neil: From the look on Drucilla's face when I asked her, I'm 200% sure.

Phyllis: I'm gonna be sick.

Neil: I'll just bet that Jack was only too happy to accept your gift.

Phyllis: Yeah, I thought I was giving him the only orchid.

Neil: Would you have given it to him if he'd have squared with you, told you that there was another orchid, and it was in their possession?

Phyllis: I don’t... I don't know what I would have... I don’t... but that's my point. I mean, it was my decision to make. And there I was, making this grand gesture, essentially taking Newman Enterprises out of the race, putting my own career on the line...

Neil: Does the phrase "lying by omission" mean anything to you?

Phyllis: I cannot believe he has done this to me again. Why wouldn't he level with me? Huh? I mean, "Phyllis, Phyllis, how sweet, but I have to be honest with you, we have our own." I mean, is it so difficult to say those words?

Neil: Well, when you're the C.E.O. and your family business is tanking, and you're handed this incredible break on a silver platter, obviously pretty damn difficult.


Bill: Mrs. Abbott, if you want it done right, it's not gonna be wham, bam.

Jill: Bill, I just want something to happen that means there's no going back.

Bill: Sure. Hey, Dave, will you put your hammer through the ceiling there?

Dave: What, right here?

Bill: Yeah, anywhere. It's all coming down.

Dave: Yeah, but we haven't even--

Bill: Hey, just do it, buddy.

Kay: No! W-what... what... what are you... oh, God.


Brad: How dare you call here and ask how Ash is doing.

Victor: Look, whether you like it or not, I will always be concerned about Ashley’s well-being, all right?

Brad: She's in this state because of you, and I don't know when or if she's going to recover. And I hold you personally responsible, Victor. Damn it.

Brad: Ash, I'm sorry. Honey, I didn't realize...

Brad: Come sit down. Come on.


Jill: Mother, you shouldn't be here.

Kay: Jill, I'm all right. I'm sorry. I just was so unprepared. I'll get over it. I think.

Bill: Mrs. Abbott.

Jill: Bill, um, just hold up a minute, okay?

Kay: No, please, don't stop on my account.

Bill: Guys, hang on.

Kay: Uh, uh, young man, yes. Please, do wait just a moment. Maybe five minutes more will...

Bill: Yes, ma'am.

Kay: Give my daughter time to think about what she's doing.

Jill: Come on, I've been thinking about this constantly. I've had plans drawn up, I have picked colors and fabrics and finishes. And it's not like I'm painting over the sistine chapel ceiling. This is just a house.

Kay: Is it really?

Jill: Yes, mother. It is this house that is badly in need of updating.

Kay: Oh, so that... I see. That's what it is. I mean, this is, um, the updating... strange, when I was a kid, we called 'em demolition teams, more like destroyers. I don't care anymore.

Jill: Bill, Bill, you and the guys, uh, just take a break, please.

Bill: Come on, guys. Let's take lunch early.

Jill: Look, I have spent the better part of today trying to get this project rolling.

Kay: I-I had to come... and just see for myself.

Jill: Why? Did masochism get the better of you?

Kay: I suppose. I can't help myself.

Jill: You could if you tried.

Kay: But you? How about you? Could you... could you put that drink down if you really tried?


Diane: Jack, I can assure you that whatever it is, I'm not going to think less of you.

Jack: Don't speak too soon.

Diane: Okay, what could you possibly have withheld from Phyllis that would make her think twice about giving you the orchid?

Jack: How about that Jabot already had another one? See?

Diane: Well no, I'm... I'm--I'm just surprised, since you explained how rare it was.

Jack: Nice try. Look, I did a number on Phyllis when she came to me in a totally sincere effort to build trust. She thought she was giving me a one-of-a-kind gift, that Newman had the only one, that Jabot had been aced out of the competition, and it went against her sense of fair play, God love her. She thought I would accept it in the same spirit of love and trust. You're not saying anything.

Diane: Well, I'm just... I'm just surprised, that's all.

Jack: Well, how about I say it for you? "Jack, you dirty dog, how could you do that to your own wife?"


Neil: I suppose if I were in Jack's shoes, I--

Phyllis: No, no, no, don't make excuses for him. I went to him in good faith, trying to repair our relationship, making this grand gesture.

Neil: Risky too.

Phyllis: You mean if certain people by the last name "Newman" found out?

Neil: You'd never do lunch in this town again, baby.

Phyllis: So what does my loving husband do? He stabs Victor in the back, but he uses me to do it.

Neil: Hell. You feel betrayed.

Phyllis: I can't even tell you how I feel. This burns my butt. Oh, you know, he acted so grateful to me.

Neil: Wait a minute now, Phyllis, he probably was. Look at what you dropped in his lap. Whatever makes that orchid worth chasing down halfway around the planet... oh.

Phyllis: So--so Jabot has sole possession of this orchid. That's huge, isn't it?

Neil: I imagine Damon has been hunkered down in the lab since the minute he returned from Japan, thinking it might be a horse race, one where the other guy has more development money, more everything. He can breathe a whole lot easier.

Phyllis: Great. Make me feel better, why don't you?

Neil: Come on, Phyllis. You know, what's done is done.

Phyllis: Excuse me? Wait a second. You don’t... you don't think I'm letting this go, do you? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. This isn't "fool me once." You know, since I started working for Newman Enterprises, Jack has pulled so many stunts on me, and quite honestly, I think I've been very forgiving. Yeah. Jack isn't gonna trick me again and get away with it. Somehow, I am going to make him pay.


Jill: Yeah. Absolutely, I could put this drink down.

Kay: Why don't you?

Jill: Because I don't want to.

Kay: Oh, how well I remember that. "I'm not drinking because I have to. I'm drinking because I want to. Now leave me alone."

Jill: So what are you telling me? That I am an alcoholic like you used to be?

Kay: I still am an alcoholic.

Jill: Stop it, Katherine. Stop trying to make a connection between us.

Kay: I'm not trying. I can see it. I can hear it.

Jill: Listen, are you here to watch the man start my remodeling project, or are you here to lecture me on the demon rum?

Kay: Why not both?

Jill: Because you're holding up my project, and you're boring me to tears without our lecture. Now maybe you should leave.

Jill: Oh, lord, I'm sorry. I don't want to be mean to you.

Kay: Yeah, well, drinking always made me mean. I don't know why, body chemistry, you know, I just... it always brought out the worst in me, you know that? I just wanted to lash out, I wanted to hurt someone, anyone.

Jill: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember. Believe me, Katherine, I remember.

Kay: Really? Well, how about you? Does it bring out the best in you?

Jill: You know what? I have no idea.

Kay: Well, you've, uh, been hitting the bottle pretty good lately, haven't you?

Jill: Yes, maybe a little more than usual. So what?

Kay: Medicine, isn't it?

Jill: Unh-unh. Booze.

Kay: No. No. We use it to medicate ourselves. You know, ease the pain?

Jill: Oh, so you think people at a cocktail party are standing around easing their pain? Wrong. They are relaxing and enjoying one another's company, Katherine.

Kay: Well, you're certainly not relaxed, and God knows, you're not enjoying my company.

Jill: Yeah, well, it's also for relieving stress.

Kay: Oh, stress. Now we're getting somewhere.

Jill: What is your point?

Kay: You're stressed, and I know why. I mean, you're running away from your feelings.

Jill: Oh, the hell I am. I'm feeling. What I'm feeling is pleasantly numb, and what is wrong with that? Because I can take a drink without waking up in the gutter.

Kay: Jill, you know it is wrong to tear up my home like this!

Jill: I know no such thing! It needs to be done!

Kay: Why?

Jill: Because!

Kay: Because why?

Jill: The old makes way for the new, Katherine.

Kay: And what is new? You? Hardly. Me? Oh, my God, that's a laugh. Ah, yes, but us, that is what is new, isn't it?

Jill: Well, it's certainly one thing.

Kay: No, it is everything. My God, you're having trouble with it. You're having trouble discovering that your mother is a woman that you've hated for lo these many years, and that really takes so getting used to.

Jill: Oh, you got that right.

Kay: Then face it. Deal with it. Get used to it. Face the facts and deal with them. Don't you understand, you're crawling inside of a bottle to escape reality? And I want to tell you something, reality is gonna follow you right inside of that bottle, and it's going to be very, very crowded inside. Oh, oh, please, take my word for it.

Jill: Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.


John: Hey, beauty. You know, your tea's going to get cold if you don't drink it.

John: Does she even hear us?

Brad: I don't know, John. I hope so, that all our words aren't falling on deaf ears.

John: Well, I refuse to believe that. Ashley, honey, come on. Please. I know that you're inside there. What's it gonna take to draw you out?

Brad: That's what really gets to me, John. If her own daughter isn't enough...

Brad: As much as I hate the idea, I've been thinking about putting Ash back in the hospital.

John: Oh, Brad, come on.

Brad: Listen, just hear me out. Let them repeat some tests, do another C.A.T. Scan, make doubly sure there isn't some damage-- a stroke, something that's created this.

John: Bradley, the explanation is not complicated. I mean, it's not some kind of physical impairment. It's an emotional trauma that goes back to one person-- Victor Newman.

Brad: He had the gall to call here a little while ago.

John: Victor did?

Ashley: (Whispers) Victor.


Phyllis: Victor?

Victor: Phyllis, come in.

Phyllis: Here is the latest Safra sales report.

Victor: It's nice to know we are still performing way beyond expectations.

Phyllis: Yes, yes. There are a lot of loyal customers, repeat buyers. It makes me wish my life were like that-- positive, orderly, going in one direction.

Victor: Well, we all wish that sometimes, don't we?

Phyllis: Yes, we do. I've been wishing that a lot lately.

Victor: What's the matter? Do I sense some melancholy?

Phyllis: I don't know what I am, actually. I've been trying to laugh and just smile and be the same old Phyllis, but, um...

Phyllis: I didn't think this would be so difficult.

Victor: What is difficult?

Phyllis: Um...

Victor: Please sit down. So what's difficult?

Phyllis: This. I thought I would just come in here and give you the sales report and the words would roll off my tongue.

Victor: What words? What are you talking about?

Phyllis: I'm giving you my resignation-- effective immediately. I can't work here any longer.

Victor: Huh.

Victor: Well, I hope you've given this a lot of thought, that it's not merely an impulse.

Phyllis: No, no, no, no. I've actually been thinking this since we bought Satine.

Victor: My goodness. That's a long time.

Phyllis: Yeah, it's a long time. Listen, you know better than anybody what it's like to go home and have to leave part of yourself at the door. I mean, it tears you up inside.

Victor: In other words, you're doing this for Jack. You're giving in to his demand to leave the company.

Phyllis: No, no, no. I mean, yeah... my marriage was part of my decision.

Victor: As well it should be. Marriage and family are very important.

Phyllis: Yeah, not in the way you think. I'm not doing this for Jack. I'm doing this because of Jack.

Victor: You lost me.

Phyllis: Oh. My marriage is over. I realize that now.

Phyllis: Can I have some water?

Victor: Of course. But, Phyllis, if your marriage is over, then why are you resigning?

Phyllis: Because I made a mistake. I made a terrible mistake.

Victor: What kind of a mistake?

Phyllis: A pretty big one.

Victor: How big?

Phyllis: Listen, I didn't spill the beans, okay? I didn't cozy up to Jack and tell him company secrets if that's what you're talking about.

Victor: I'm glad to hear that. But Jack is at the center of this.

Phyllis: Yeah. Jack betrayed me once again. I trusted him, and he betrayed me. That was my mistake.

Victor: But none of this makes a lot of sense. I mean, in other words, if you're leaving your husband, then why are you resigning from this company? Is there something we have done? Have we done anything to upset you?

Phyllis: Are you kidding? No. I love my job.

Victor: So then why are you resigning?

Phyllis: Listen, I have to leave town. I-- I can't stay here. I have to get away for awhile.


Diane: Talk about putting words in my mouth.

Jack: Look, you know as well as anyone, when my back's up against the wall, I--

Diane: You're capable of some pretty underhanded things.

Jack: Well, thank you for your honesty.

Diane: Well, at the moment, I think you need that more than my unconditional support.

Jack: Well, you can blame the whole thing on Newman. He's the one that started it, or is that too easy?

Diane: So what would have been the harm, Jack, if you were straight with Phyllis and you let her take that orchid back to Newman’s lab? >From the way you described Vanessa’s discovery of the hair straightening properties, it was strictly a fluke. By the time they would've come up with it or stumbled across it, you would have a formula ready for market.

Jack: I couldn't take the chance. I don't know if that makes me just like Newman-- win at all costs, no matter the casualties.

Diane: Your marriage being one of them?

Jack: You know what? I gotta go. Do me a favor. Say good-bye to Kyle. Tell him I'll give him a call later, okay?

Diane: Okay.


Jill: One for the road.

Kay: Yes, I noticed the limo outside. Is that your transportation of choice these days?

Jill: Yeah, I'm getting kind of tired of driving myself.

Kay: No, you realize you shouldn't be driving. I mean, my God, Jill, don't you see the signs?

Jill: Yeah, I see the signs-- stop, go, yield-- I see 'em all. Now do you need a ride back into town? Because I have taken a room at the club for as long as my remodel lasts.

Jill: I can drop you there, and we can have dinner together, that is if you promise to lighten up.

Kay: Yes, and will you stop drinking?

Jill: No.

Kay: Then Robert will drive me.

Jill: Well, to each her own limo then.

Kay: Go.

Jill: You really shouldn't be here.

Kay: Really? I don't know. When a dear friend dies, one should try and attend their funeral, don't you think?

Jill: Oh, funeral, please. This is a house, Katherine. Come on. Think of it like the house is getting a face-lift. Now you believe in cosmetic surgery. I know you do.

Bill: Miss Abbott, if you want us to get started today, we really need to get going.

Jill: Yes, yes. Go ahead, by all means. Look, Katherine, you shouldn't be here.

Kay: I'll decide that. I will decide that.

Jill: Please.

Kay: Please? Please stop drinking.

Kay: That's a start. No, I'm staying. I'm staying. If this is, uh... if this is my reality, that... that my home is going to be destroyed...

Kay: I will not run from it. No, no.

Jill: Suit yourself.

Bill: All right, get up there and let's take this down. All the ducts are running laterally.

Dave: Take the whole thing out, too?

Bill: Yea


Brad: Ash, sweetheart, did you say something?

John: Honey, we think you did. Brad and I thought we heard you say something.

Brad: Honey, look at me. Honey? Look at me, Ash.

Brad: We're just imagining it.

John: No, Bradley. It was when you told me about the call, that Victor had the gall--

Ashley: (Whispers) Victor.

Brad: Ash, what is it? You did say something.

John: Honey, does this have something to do with Victor?

Ashley: (Whispers) Victor. Victor.


Phyllis: Victor, I need to do this.

Victor: Okay, well, if that is the way you feel, then I won't argue with you. But I have to be honest with you. I'll miss you in the office, and I'll miss you as a friend. Your loyalty and support have meant more to me than you can imagine. I'll never forget it.

Phyllis: Thanks. That means a lot to me.

Victor: And if you should change your mind about leaving the company, then know that your job will always be waiting for you, all right?

Phyllis: Thank you. That almost makes me not want to go.

Victor: Well, you do what you think is right.

Phyllis: I will.

Victor: Okay. Anyway, all I'm going to say is bon voyage and... good luck to you.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Victor: I hope to see you soon.

Phyllis: You will.


Neil: Well, Victor, I have to tell you, I find it incredibly disturbing. I'm afraid I don't see any silver lining. Unfortunately, someone just walked into our office. Can I call you back in a few minutes? Right, thanks.

Jack: Hey, I'm looking for Phyllis.

Neil: She's gone-- left town indefinitely.

Jack: Since when?

Neil: Since you screwed her over royally.

Jack: Excuse me?

Neil: That's right, Jack. Now you have two orchids. All you had to do was betray your wife. So you surprised that she and I put it together? I can see that you were kind of praying, you were piping that that wouldn't happen. Well, guess what, Jack. Your wife is a lot smarter than you give her credit for, and she bleeds a lot more than you think.

Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm not gonna listen to anybody in this building give me lectures about hurting people. This doesn't come close to what Newman has done to me and my family.

Neil: Oh, really, so your beef with Newman justifies what you pulled on your wife?

Jack: Wait, I don't have to answer to you.

Neil: No, no, you really don't have to answer to me. I mean, you were only my best man at my wedding, weren't you? Well, good luck with your wife. I don't believe that she's gonna want to speak to you. For all I know, she left town for good, and you have yourself to blame for that.

Neil: Hey, Jack. The orchid-- I don't suppose you're planning on giving it back.

Jack: No, I don't suppose I am.


Jill: Oh, thank you, Gina. God, what a day.

Gina: Things tough at the office?

Jill: At home, the remodel.

Gina: I know. Katherine told me you're tearing things apart and making major changes.

Jill: That's right, starting today.

Gina: Well, it's just too bad you couldn't find some other way. You, of all people, know how much Katherine loves that home. She's had to deal with major changes in her life, but the one thing, the one thing she could always count on is her home.

Jill: Yes, well, it's still her home, okay?

Gina: Yeah, mm-hmm.

Jill: With different wallpaper, what's the big deal? All right, look. I know that it might be a little difficult for her at first. But she's gonna pull through this. Gina, it's gonna be beautiful. I promise you, once the shock of the change has worn off, she'll love it.

Jill: She's a tough lady. She'll survive.

Gina: Shame on you, Jill.

Jill: Shame on Katherine.


Bill: ...No conduit up here in the plans, so don't worry about it. You're not gonna run into any electrical.

Dave: Yeah, but it's gonna take us all day just to punch through this stuff.

Bill: It's all right. It's all gonna come down. Let's just get started.

Dave: Okay.

Bill: Put it on there.

Dave: Now we've got these ducts up here. There's two across.

Bill: Don't worry about hitting any electrical. Let's go.

Dave: I'm not worried about that. I just don't want to crash all this stuff.

Bill: Here we go. There we go. Nice, nice. Man, that must've been there for 50 years. Look at that. They don't make 'em like that anymore.

Kay: Oh, Katherine, Katherine, Katherine, this is worse than you thought. (Crying) oh, God. Oh. Oh, so much worse. Oh. Oh, God. (Crash) (boards falling)

Kay: Hello, old friend.

Kay: Who in the hell said...

Kay: Who in the hell said reality is wonderful?

Kay: Hell.

Kay: (Gulps) (grunting)


Next on "The Young and the Restless"...

Wes: Have you been thinking about Victor?

Ashley: Victor.


Victor: I'm Victor Newman, and I'm a friend of your Mommy’s.

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