Monday Y&R Transcript 2/16/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 2/16/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 2/17/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Lauren: Yeah, okay. Hold on.

Lauren: Okay. You still there, honey?

Paul: Yes. Yes. So are you being careful?

Lauren: Well, of course I am. I gotta tell you something, if we weren't trying to put this kid away, I would be so flattered. I mean, he's really in love.

Paul: Which is why he can't find out what you're doing.

Lauren: I know that.

Paul: Do you, Lauren? Because if he finds out you're faking it... you know, damn it, I never shoulda let you do this.

Lauren: Look, there's a lot of people here. I am not gonna blow my cover.

Paul: Has he opened up at all?

Lauren: Not yet, but trust me, I have him right where I want him.

Paul: All right, listen to me, just don't make him angry.

Lauren: All right, I better go.

Paul: All right, listen, take care of yourself, Lauren.

Lauren: I will, boss. Bye.


Sierra: Well, have you seen him with Lauren? He's acting like a puppy dog.

Lily: Yeah. In other words, she's got him eating out of her hand.

Sierra: God, it is so perfect. If only that fool knew she was setting him up. She's setting him up.

She's setting him up.

She's setting him up.

Lauren: I'm sorry.

Kevin: Are you really?


(Doorbell rings) (ring) (ring)

Damon: I'm coming.

Phyllis: Oh, hi.

Damon: Phyllis?

Phyllis: Yes. Uh, may I come in?

Damon: Yeah.

Phyllis: Thank you. Ooh, wow. Did I interrupt a thing you were doing here?

Damon: Oh, I believe I'll survive. Child, what in the world brings you to my door at this time of night?

Phyllis: Well, you know, I was driving around the neighborhood, and I thought I'd just pop in and say, "hey"...

Damon: Oh, really?

Phyllis: You know? No. Um... I-I just wanted to make sure you weren't angry, you know, because I took off with the orchids.

Damon: Well, the important thing is that you're back and that you did the right thing.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Damon: Yeah. What's wrong?

Phyllis: Oh, I don't know, too much time to think.

Damon: Surely things have improved between jack and yourself since you returned the orchid.

Phyllis: I guess.

Damon: You guess?

Phyllis: Yeah, I guess. We have a problem.

Damon: And what would that be?

Phyllis: It's not a "what," it's a "who." Diane Jenkins. She's holding something over my head. And it could destroy my marriage.


Jack: Diane, I like the idea of making the window larger.

Diane: The view will be spectacular, and the cost will be minimal.

Jack: I gotta say, I can't fault any of your design ideas.

Diane: Well, you're in a good mood.

Jack: Well, I'm happy with the work you turned in. Sometimes I forget just how fine an architect you really are.

Diane: Oh, is that the only reason?

Jack: Yeah, why?

Diane: Well, it just seems that the situation with your wife lately has been casting a shadow over the "smiling Jack" that we all know and love.

Jack: Oh, that's right, you haven't heard.

Diane: Heard what?

Jack: Good news. Really good news.


Colleen: I can see why you wanted me to change.

J.T.: Yeah. Hurry up. It's cold. Watch your step.

Colleen: Okay.

J.T.: So what do you think?

Colleen: Of what?

J.T.: The fishing hut. Isn't it cool?

Colleen: It's cool, all right. Is it yours?

J.T.: No, it belongs to a buddy of mine. I'm gonna open it up. It's freezing. Hold on a second.

Colleen: J.T.

J.T.: Yeah?

Colleen: Um, I'm a little confused because back at the dance, you said you had a surprise for me...

J.T.: Mm-hmm.

Colleen: So I assumed that we--

J.T.: Ah, got it. Come on. Let's go inside.

Colleen: A romantic evening of ice fishing, great.

J.T.: Come on. Hurry up.


Ashley: Well, I'm so glad the two of you joined us.

Nikki: Really?

Ashley: Obviously, there's a lot of tension here. I wish we could get beyond that.

Victor: I agree with you, Ashley. I wish for the same thing.

Brad: That's not exactly easy, considering everything that's happened.

Ashley: Well, you know what? I think we should put the past behind us. That would be the best thing for all of us.

Victor: Darling, please don't cling to this attitude, all right? All of us at this table have issues with each other, we know that. But the reality is that in a few days, my sentencing hearing is coming up, and we don't know what's gonna happen. I think Brad has always been a good friend to you, and I don't want you to be isolated from those who care about you if I go away.


J.T.: All right, let me get this heater fired up, get it warmed up in here.

Colleen: So you said all this belongs to a friend of yours?

J.T.: Yeah, a buddy from high school. Usually, he's out here all winter, but lucky for us, he's out of town. So the place is all ours.

Colleen: Oh, lucky us.

J.T.: All right, there we go. Now...

Colleen: J.T.

J.T.: Yeah, what's wrong?

Colleen: I can't do this.

J.T.: Do what?

Colleen: Oh, I can't go ice fishing. I know this is gonna make me sound like a total princess, but--

J.T.: Colleen, Colleen, relax. I didn't bring you out here to fish.

Colleen: You didn't?

J.T.: No. I wanted to spend some time alone with you. You know, things have been kind of crazy lately. You know, we've both been busy with school, and now that I'm working with Paul, we haven't had much time to spend alone together. So I thought I would make it up to you.

Colleen: That is so sweet of you. But couldn't you have picked a more comfortable place?

J.T.: Oh, this isn't all of my surprise.

Colleen: Really?

J.T.: Hold on.

J.T.: (Clears throat) for you.

Colleen: What's this?


Diane: So what's this good news that you're going to tell me about?

Jack: Would you believe Phyllis gave me back one of the orchids?

Diane: Really? That's wonderful.

Jack: Yeah, I'll say.

Diane: So I guess your big project is back in motion.

Jack: Oh, yeah. Damon's back, full speed ahead. Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are, Phyllis coming through like this. I can't, for the life of me; figure out what changed her tune.

Diane: Well, whatever the reason, that's terrific, and not just for Jabot.

Jack: How do you mean?

Diane: After such a show of good faith, I assume you're back together.

Jack: Unfortunately, no.

Diane: Why not? Too much water under the bridge?

Jack: Well, certainly not where I'm concerned. I mean, I-- I got everything I wanted. She gave me back the orchid, she quit her job at Newman.

Diane: So what's the problem?

Jack: I can't, for the life of me, figure it out. I haven't even heard from her since she gave me the orchid. It makes no sense. I mean, you're a woman, maybe you can explain it.


Damon: You said Ms. Jenkins is holding something over your head?

Phyllis: Yeah, the truth is, returning the orchid, that wasn't my idea.

Damon: Whose was it?

Phyllis: It was Dianeís.

Damon: You lost me.

Phyllis: That's what I meant before, by "holding something over my head." Listen, I did not return that orchid out of the goodness of my heart.

Damon: So you're saying that Diane somehow convinced you to give it back.

Phyllis: Yes, she blackmailed me.

Damon: She... I don't understand.

Phyllis: Okay, well, I'll explain it to you. She broke into my hotel suite. She stole one of the orchids and then she told me I had to give my orchid back to Jack, or else she'd give him hers.

Damon: Oh, well-- well, her methods may be a bit unsavory, but it sounds to me like she might have done you a favor.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, yeah. Right, right. Yeah, that's what she claimed, that she did it for my and jack's relationship.

Damon: Well, maybe she did. Phyllis, I-- I got to tell you, I don't really see a problem. I mean, you might even want to consider thanking her.

Phyllis: She has you fooled, too, doesn't she? Let me tell you something, by acting all selfless and concerned about Jack's happiness, that's how she's gonna try to destroy everything.

Damon: How do you figure that?

Phyllis: Because this new and improved Diane will look so attractive to my husband.

Damon: Darlin', that may very possibly be the most convoluted logic I have ever heard in my life.

Phyllis: Let me tell you something, I love my husband. And we've made so much progress, but--but how can things go well with Diane Jenkins hovering over us like a black cloud? I swear to you, demon, sometimes I just wish she'd disappear... and leave us alone.

Damon: Hey, baby, I really think you're looking for problems where they don't exist.

Phyllis: Diane doesn't do anything unless there's something in it for her. I don't care what she says, she hasn't given up on stealing my husband.


Ashley: Do you really think there's a chance you could be going to prison, Victor?

Victor: Yes, there is. But let's not talk about that now, all right?

Brad: Whatever will we talk about?

Ashley: I'm sure we'll think of something.

Brad: It's supposed to snow tomorrow, I think.

Ashley: You're not gonna make this easy, are you?

Brad: Excuse me.

Ashley: Um, I better go talk to him. Excuse me.

Victor: Ashley... tell him that I understand.

Nikki: Victor, this is a total disaster. Let's just go home and try to enjoy the rest of the evening.

Victor: Sweetheart...

Victor: I'm really concerned about this.

Nikki: What, that I'm gonna be isolated? Even if you do go to jail, it won't be for very long, 30 days at the most.

Victor: What if it is more than 30 days? Our daughter is gone, our son is too busy to talk to either one of us, you've made his wife your sworn enemy, your best friend Katherine Chancellor is drowning herself in alcohol...

Victor: You need someone to lean on. Brad Carlton and Jack Abbott have always been very nice with you.

Nikki: Victor, stop. You're talking about something that I'm not even convinced is going to happen. And also Iím not some weak, dependant child. I can stand on my own two feet.

Victor: I didn't say that. I didnít.

Nikki: But you're acting like that. Trust me; this isolation is the least of my problems. Can we please just not dwell on it anymore?

Victor: I have to admit something to you. You know that I don't scare easily. I'm not afraid of a lot of things. But I truly feel that the walls are closing in on me.

Victor: I want those that I love to be protected. And I mean you, especially you.

Nikki: I know, darling. But sometimes, we're just not able to do that, no matter how much we want to.


Michael: Look, I can't talk about this right now. We probably won't hear anything from the judge till tomorrow, so you cool your heels till then. Right. No, I'll call you. Yeah.

Paul: Problems?

Michael: Everywhere I look.

Paul: Yeah? Well, we all have 'em. You still haven't answered my question.

Michael: Why do you need my help to entrap my poor brother? Lauren--I'm sure-- has him totally mesmerized. He's so damned smitten.

Paul: You know, no matter what he tells her, we're still gonna need hard evidence to get him off the streets and put him in prison where he belongs.

Michael: It's all so simple for you.

Paul: I think you would want to put him away. He is nothing but trouble for you on the loose.

Michael: You have a terrible habit of assuming a man is guilty of a crime just because he's a possible suspect.

Paul: Oh, come on, Michael. He's more than a "possible suspect."

Michael: Says who?

Paul: For starters, how about the girls he's victimized?

Michael: They're bitter. And they have every right to be, but, uh... as far as Colleen is concerned, there is no evidence linking Kevin to the fire at Ginaís. And Lily Winters... I mean, again, you can't prove he's the guy that gave her the S.T.D.

Paul: Do you really believe that? Do you? The guy is a predator, Michael, and you know it. Look, I'm really sorry that he's your brother, but he has to be put away. If he's not, he will strike again. Is that what you want?


Lauren: Kevin, you had me worried for a moment.

Kevin: Why?

Lauren: Well, I wandered off, and when I came back, you seemed upset.

Kevin: Nah, I was, uh, I was just spacing out. It's not a problem.

Lauren: You sure?

Kevin: Yeah. Maybe I'm a little possessive. I was, uh, worried that you'd find someone else.

Lauren: Kevin, I would never do that.

Kevin: You sure?

Lauren: I came to this party with you. And you're the man that I want to have as my date.

Kevin: Well, good. That makes me happy.

Lauren: I'm glad. But now...

Kevin: Yeah?

Lauren: You know, you keep talking about living in the now and being in the present and loving it. But that doesn't give me much of a foundation to go on. I want to know, you know, what makes you tick, what upsets you, what turns you on.

Kevin: You turn me on. What more is there to know? Why don't you tell me about yourself?

Lauren: You don't want to know about me.

Kevin: Sure I do. You're fascinating to me, Lauren. In fact, while you were gone, I was thinking, I would love to know what makes a beautiful woman like you tick?


Damon: You said Diane kept the second orchid?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm, which is also a major problem.

Damon: How so?

Phyllis: Okay, well, let me be honest with you, okay? I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not really a lady of leisure. I'm kind of going nuts, coming out of my skin, you know? I want to go back to work at Newman Enterprises.

Damon: Does Jack know this?

Phyllis: Sure. I'm sure he assumes I'm going to give the other orchid to Newman Enterprises, but, see, see, that's where the interesting part comes in. If he finds out that Diane has the other orchid that opens up a huge can of worms.

Damon: I'm sorry. You've lost me again. Why would Diane even want the second orchid?

Phyllis: Why would she? She told me she wants it because it gives her power.

Damon: Really?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm, really. I don't know about you, but does that sound like a woman who has absolutely no agenda?


Diane: You want me to tell you what goes through your wife's head?

Jack: You know, I'm sorry. I can be terribly insensitive sometimes. Sorry.

Diane: No, no, no, no, no, Jack, we're friends. I mean, if you can't talk to me, who can you talk to?

Jack: No, it's not fair when what I say hurts.

Diane: Look, Jack, I know you love Phyllis, and I've accepted it. But we are very different women. I have no idea why she does the things she does.

Jack: You know, one thing does occur to me.

Diane: What's that?

Jack: If she was planning on going back to Newman, maybe she's holding on to the second orchid as a means of opening that door.

Diane: If that's the case, would that be a deal breaker?

Jack: I'd like to think not, particularly now as we have such a head start on the research.

Diane: Does Phyllis know that's how you feel?

Jack: No, probably not, but she knows how grateful I was when she handed me the orchid.

Diane: Yes, but you never actually said, "let's get back together"?

Jack: I figured it was clear how I felt.

Diane: Jack, sometimes a woman needs to hear the words.

Jack: It doesn't make any sense. From the moment she walked in the door to hand me the orchid, she flat out said she was doing it to save our marriage.

Diane: No, what doesn't make any sense is why you're here speculating. Why don't you go ask her, if saving your marriage is as important to you as I think it is.

Jack: You know what, you're right.

Diane: I know.

Jack: Just a couple of months ago, you'd have talked like this, I would have sworn you had an ulterior motive, but now I honestly believe you're looking out for my happiness.

Diane: Then what are you doing sitting there? Why don't you get off your duff and go talk to your wife?

Jack: That's exactly what I'm gonna do. Wish me luck.

Diane: Good luck. What?

Jack: I don't know. You just seem kind of beat. Why don't you get out of here, go home?

Diane: I'm fine.

Diane: I'm gonna go to my office.

Jack: Diane...

Diane: Yeah.

Jack: Thanks.

Diane: Sure.


Colleen: Oh... my skates. How did you get these?

J.T.: I called your Mom. She sent them to me.

Colleen: I don't know what to say.

J.T.: Well, I've been thinking about that trip to New York before the holidays. Remember Rockefeller Center?

Colleen: Yeah, we went skating.

J.T.: And it was fun, huh?

Colleen: It was wonderful.

J.T.: I will never forget how happy you looked in your favorite city.

Colleen: With my favorite guy. I remember we took a carriage ride through the park. I wish that night could have lasted forever.

J.T.: You know, I don't think I've ever seen you smile so much. Colleen, if I could, I would take you back to New York for Valentineís Day. But since I canít...

Colleen: You brought New York to me. I can't believe you.

Colleen: Did you bring yours?

J.T.: Oh, come on, of course.

Colleen: Yay, can we go right now?

J.T.: Yeah, I mean, unless you want to hang out here. I got some hot chocolate and stuff.

Colleen: No way. Let's go.

J.T.: You're the boss.

Colleen: Yay, I'm so excited. Did you see the sky out there? There are, like, a million stars out.

J.T.: Hey, have you ever skated on a lake before?

Colleen: Uh, no, why?

J.T.: Well, it's a little different than a rink. You know, you gotta be careful. There's a lot of uneven ice spots, and you've got to let your eyes adjust to the dark.

Colleen: Or I could just hold your hand.

J.T.: Hey, I love that idea.


Lauren: You know, after you live in a place like Los Angeles for a few years, even though you hate the smog and the traffic and the weirdoes, you wonder, can you go back to living someplace quiet and normal? Are you addicted to all that adrenaline? You know what I mean?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, I guess.

Lauren: Am I boring you?

Kevin: No, no, no, Lauren, I love listening to you talk.

Lauren: My life isn't that interesting. Come on, tell me about you. Tell me a secret.

Kevin: You want to hear a secret?

Lauren: Yes, I do.

Kevin: A big one?

Lauren: Oh, yeah.

Kevin: A really juicy one?

Lauren: Secrets turn me on.

Kevin: Okay. But not here. Let's go back to my place.


Michael: People are innocent until proven guilty. That is just the way it works here.

Paul: No, you're wrong. A man is presumed innocent.

Michael: Well, that's my point. He's not presumed guilty, as you seem to feel.

Paul: Look, I'm all for protecting a man's rights, but what about the rights of the victims and the public? Your brother's dangerous.

Michael: There's a reason for that! Let me tell you something, Kevin Fisher went through more trauma from the day he was born than most people have had in a lifetime.

Paul: That's irrelevant, Michael. So he had a rough childhood. He's still accountable. We're talking about attempted murder. We're talking about statutory rape.

Michael: If, if he did those things.

Paul: That's what I'm trying to find out, and that's why I need your help.

Michael: You want me to help nail my own brother to the wall. Would you do that for me if the shoe were on the other foot?

Paul: If I had a brother like Kevin, you bet I would.

Michael: I don't think so. Look, I'm a defense attorney. I don't like to see anybody railroaded.

Paul: So help me get the evidence, and it won't be a hatchet job. Come on, Michael, from what you've told me, there is no love lost between you two.

Michael: You gotta understand, this boy was tortured emotionally and physically by two parents who took out all their frustrations and anger on him. He was never what they wanted him to be. He was never good enough. And his old man, unlike my own, that was one mean son of a bitch. How our mother ever took up... no, no, it's not your problem. I guess I just feel a little responsible. See, when I finally got out of there, that's when Kevinís life really went to hell.


Damon: Before you leave, may I offer you a piece of advice?

Phyllis: Oh, uh-oh. Yes.

Damon: Please, consider being honest with your husband. If there's an opportunity for the two of y'all to get your marriage back on track, you don't want it to be based in a lie.

Phyllis: I can't risk that.

Damon: That's right. That sort of stuff has a way of coming back to bite you in the butt when you least expect it. Better he hear the truth from you than from someone else. Am I right?

Phyllis: Yeah, I'll think about that.

Damon: Please do.

Phyllis: Thanks for talking to me. I'm sorry if I spoiled, um, the vibe.

Damon: You, my darling, could never do that.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Damon: Go home.

Dru: Burning the midnight oil?

Jack: Hey, I thought you were supposed to be at a big shindig with your hubby tonight.

Dru: Been there, done that.

Jack: Well, you look like a million bucks. Did you have a good time?

Dru: Oh, I had a great time, great time.

Jack: So what are you doing here at this hour?

Dru: Curiosity. How's our genius doing with the research on the orchid?

Jack: Everything's going just fine, Dru. You gotta give him some time.

Dru: I'm so anxious. I'm so excited to get our hair-straightening product on the market. It's all I think about, all I think about.

Jack: While we're on the subject, the last time we talked, you suggested that maybe our competition doesn't have the other orchid.

Dru: Oh, more than a suggestion. How about a fact?

Jack: If Newman Enterprises doesn't have it, who does?

Dru: Would you believe Diane Jenkins?


Ashley: Honey, don't you think we should go back to the table?

Brad: I'd really rather not, Ash.

Victor: Well, I guess we have been abandoned.

Nikki: Well, that's just as well. I'm tired. Let's go home.

Victor: Before we do... give me one more dance, just in case it's--

Nikki: Shh, don't say that. Of course I'll dance with you.

Victor: They seem happy.

Nikki: Yes, they seem to be.


J.T.: Watch out. This is where all the accidents happen, trying to get back inside.

Colleen: Oh, my gosh.

J.T.: You okay?

Colleen: Yeah, I'm fine. Oh, it's warm in here.

J.T.: Good, the heater's still working.

Colleen: Oh, that was so much fun.

J.T.: It was. No complaining about this. I made it.

J.T.: Here you go.

Colleen: Well, thank you.

J.T.: You're welcome. Oh, you didn't think I was that good, did you?

Colleen: (Laughs)

J.T.: So how's the hot chocolate?

Colleen: Delicious.

J.T.: You were pretty good out there. I had no idea you could skate like that.

Colleen: Thank you. Thank you.

J.T.: We can go back whenever you want to go.

Colleen: In a minute. I'm perfectly cozy right here.

Colleen: J.T.

J.T.: Mm-hmm?

Colleen: You're not mad at me, are you?

J.T.: For making me get up in front of all those people and sing?

Colleen: Yeah. I mean, I thought you liked singing up there. When you told me you never wanted to sing in public again, I tried to find Gina, but I...

J.T.: Hey, Colleen, Colleen, relax. It's cool.

Colleen: Are you sure?

J.T.: Yeah, you know, I actually kind of had fun.

Colleen: You really do have an incredible voice.

J.T.: Whatever.

Colleen: No, it's true. I wish you could sing more often, and not when we're just alone. I think everyone should hear how good you are.

J.T.: Well, there's only one problem with that. I'm not that good.

Colleen: Yes, you are. Everyone loved you tonight.

J.T.: Whatever.

Colleen: They did, they did.

J.T.: Okay, fine. They loved me. Just drink your hot chocolate, all right?

Colleen: J.T.

J.T.: Yeah?

Colleen: Thanks.

J.T.: For the skates?

Colleen: Yeah, for the skates, for tonight, for everything.

J.T.: You're welcome, valentine.


Jack: Then the real reason that Phyllis returned the orchid to me was...

Dru: Because Diane forced her to do so.

Jack: And she stood there and allowed me to think she did it out of love for me.

Dru: I think she does love you in her own way.

Jack: It never occurred to me it was somebody else's idea.

Dru: Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Jack.

Jack: No, no, no, no, I'm glad I know about this. One thing still doesn't make any sense.

Dru: What's that?

Jack: Why didn't Diane just give me the damn orchid herself?

Dru: Because she knew that if Phyllis gave you the orchid, it might salvage your marriage, help patch it up.

Jack: Diane can't stand Phyllis. Why would she lift a finger to help her?

Dru: I think she's come to the conclusion that you and Phyllis belong together. God knows why, because if you ask me, I would dump the redhead and scoop up the brunette.

Jack: You know what? I didn't ask you.

Dru: Well, if you play nice-nice with Diane, a woman who's carried a torch for you for God knows how long, you might end up with both orchids.

Jack: Save it, Dru! Save it, already!

Dru: I'm only trying to help, Jack.

Jack: God, I canít... everything she said is true.

Dru: Who?

Jack: Diane. Look, you and I both know, if she had her way, we'd be together. But she kept telling me, "fight for Phyllis if that's what you want." Amazing, huh?

Dru: Amazing, putting your feelings before her own.

Jack: Which is a hell of a lot more than I can say for my own wife.

Dru: You can say that again. What are you gonna do?

Jack: I don't know. I don't know. You know what? I think I need to be alone.

Dru: Okay, good night.

Jack: Good night.

Jack: Diane, good. You're still there. Would you mind stopping by my office again? Yeah. See you in a few.



Paul: No, wait a minute. Is that what this is all about? I mean, the reason you keep protecting this kid is because you feel guilty?

Michael: Guilty?

Paul: About leaving the family early, making it tougher on your brother. So you feel guilty, and you think that's fair to make other people pay? You think it's fair to make these girls suffer because your brother has a screw loose?

Michael: Why the hell do you need my help? Lauren is charming the truth out of him as we speak. She told you everything was going well when she called, didn't she?

Paul: Michael, we still are going to need proof.

Michael: If you had heard him, the way he talked to me about Lauren...

Paul: Your brother is obsessed. He's not rational.

Michael: Yeah, I told him that, but he's all caught up in his magical fantasy-- being in love for the first time. It reminded me of when he was young, all his hopes, all the plans he'd make. He'd get so excited. All he wanted was to be good at something, anything, so he could prove to our mother and his father that he wasn't just a total loser, the way they always called him. He loved working with his hands. I always thought he'd be, you know, a carpenter, artist, even a chef. I mean, he went to school for all those things. Something always went wrong. He went to college for awhile. He did great the first few months, and then he just crashed and burned. After that he was apprentice to an electrician. He showed real promise. He got on the bad side of his boss... every time his plans fell apart, more and more he'd just turn into himself. It gets to eat away at you after awhile. It rattled around in his head along with all the other things that were playing havoc with Kevinís psyche. I did what I could. I tried to make sure he got help.

Paul: Did you say he was an electrician?

Michael: Yeah.

Paul: Was he good at it?

Michael: His boss said he had a knack for the stuff, but he had a falling... what are you talking about this for?

Paul: I don't know. I, uh... just curious.


Lauren: You don't waste any time, do you?

Kevin: Am I being too pushy?

Lauren: Maybe not, I suppose.

Kevin: You want me to tell you, you know, personal things, tell you some secrets. That's fine, but I don't want to do it here. It's too public.

Lauren: Kevin, no one is listening.

Kevin: I know, but I'd feel more comfortable. Don't worry. I'll be a perfect gentleman. I like you so much, Lauren. I just want you to like me, too. I'm not gonna act like a jerk.

Lauren: No, I didn't think that you would. You're a very sweet man.

Kevin: So come on then. Let's go. It isn't fancy, but it's nice. You'll be comfortable, I promise.

Lauren: I just don't normally do this on a first date.

Kevin: Well, you're just gonna have to face it. I'm special.

Lauren: That's true. You are special, Kevin.

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