Wednesday Y&R Transcript 3/3/04

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 3/3/04--Canada; Thursday 3/4/04

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Jack: Your honor, my name is Jack Abbott. And I have something I'd like to say.

Ashley: You knew, didn't you? You knew that Victor went to Jack and offered to settle this whole mess out of court.

Bailiff: ...And nothing but the truth, so help you God.

Brad: I found out after the fact.

Jack: I do.

Ashley: Did you tell him he was out of line to reject an offer of $75 million without consulting us first, at least my father?

Brad: No.

Ashley: He's infected you with his hatred, too, hasn't he?

Brad: No, Ash. I have my own. And I've had it for a long time.

Jack: Thank you, your honor, for this chance to be heard. I'm not a lawyer. I'm certainly not a judge, and I'm sure it is a very difficult moment when you must decide to deprive another human being of his or her freedom.

Judge: I take it you'd like to persuade me to do just that.

Jack: Your honor, in the case of Victor Newman, I think it is the only fair and reasonable course of action to take. This man must pay for what he has done with money, yes, eventually, but also with his freedom.


Damon: You look about like it might have not gone so well with Jack.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, here's a short version. I told him I'd give up my job at Newman if he gave me the equivalent job at Jabot.

Damon: He wouldn't go for that?

Phyllis: Oh, no, no, no. He would love for me to work for him. That's not the problem. It was the other little matter.

Damon: Diane.

Phyllis: Yeah, remember we were wondering how secure her job was?

Damon: And?

Phyllis: Well, it seems to be very secure. There's no way he's going to fire her.

Damon: I'm sorry. That must have hurt.

Phyllis: Oh, Damon. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up. C'est la vie. You win some. You lose some.

Damon: Maybe. I'll tell you what, darlin', there's a part of me that's glad. If that's your husband's attitude, forget the guy. He doesn't deserve a gift like you. Jack Abbott is not the only fella on the planet, if you understand what I'm saying.

Phyllis: No, he's not, is he? I would love for you to kiss me right now. But please donít. I'm too angry.

Damon: Well, you're even more lovely when you're angry. (Chuckles)


J.T.: You want to sign me to a contract?

Shiloh: That's right.

J.T.: You really had me going with the whole record label thing, but wow, this is too much.

Shiloh: I'm being straight with you.

J.T.: What, did Colleen put you up to this?

Shiloh: J.T., I don't kid around when it comes to business. I'm offering to represent you, to sign you as an artist with Beachfront Records.

J.T.: You're serious.

Shiloh: 100%. Now are you in or are you out?

J.T.: I'm out.

Shiloh: That's it?

J.T.: Yep.

Shiloh: Not even an "I want to think about it?"

J.T.: I don't need to think about it. Thanks, but no, thanks.


Olivia: Here we go. Let me see if I got this right.

Dru: Mm-hmm.

Olivia: A coffee for my beautiful sister, hot chocolate for my adorable niece.

Lily: Thank you.

Olivia: And a latte for the exhausted doctor.

Dru: You know what? This feels more like a champagne moment. Cheers!

Olivia: Because of the good news.

Lily: Yep.

Dru: Are you sure all the tests came back negative, Liv?

Olivia: Sweetie, I checked the results twice, okay? There's no trace of Chlamydia, no side effects, nothing.

Dru: So my Lily is completely cured.

Olivia: That's good. It's because we caught it early, and you started the medication immediately.

Dru: And she followed all of your instructions. She did exactly what you told her to.

Olivia: Mm-hmm. Including learning a very hard lesson, I hope.

Lily: I did. The day that I found out that I caught an S.T.D. From that creep Kevin, it changed my life forever. I'll never be the same.


Neil: You and Kevin Fisher are brothers?

Michael: Half brothers, actually.

Neil: I don't believe this.

Michael: Well, it's not something I advertise. Trust me, Neil.

Neil: What's the matter? You don't want the whole world knowing that you're related to a criminal? Gee, I wonder why.

Michael: Let's get our terminology correct, shall we? Kevin Fisher hasn't been charged with a crime, much less convicted.

Neil: Says the lawyer with a big secret to hide. All these months I've been tearing my hair out after what that punk did to my little girl. And there you were hanging out at the office, soaking up all the details.

Michael: No, that's not what happened. That's not what happened!

Neil: You never even once mentioned that you knew the guy, let alone that you're related to the guy.

Michael: Let me explain.

Neil: You sure as hell better because right now, Baldwin, I gotta tell ya, I'm feeling pretty damn betrayed


Damon: I think you should be a little bit angry.

Phyllis: Oh, you think so?

Damon: I do. And from everything I've been given to understand, you and Jack had an incredible love affair.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, it was amazing. From the beginning, sparks flew with us. Yeah, falling in love with Jack Abbott was definitely a dream come true for me. You know, but there were problems from the start.

Damon: What sort of problems?

Phyllis: Oh, children. You know, children were the most important thing to Jack, and Diane had Kyle.

Damon: You feel that gave her an edge over you?

Phyllis: My God. Are you kidding me? Oh, absolutely. He was a woman who had Jack's son, a boy he adores.

Damon: And you?

Phyllis: I couldn't give my husband the one thing he wanted--children. Diane has apparently won.

Damon: I'm sorry. I never should have pressed you to go see him.

Phyllis: Don't worry about it. You're not responsible for that. None of this is your fault.

Damon: Well, that's nice of you to say, but you know--

Phyllis: No, really. I mean, I'm sure I waited too long to make Jack that offer. I gave Diane way more time to stick her claws into my husband. And then of course, there is that issue of me leaving with the orchids.

Damon: That probably wasn't the brightest thing to do.

Phyllis: No, it probably wasnít. There's no use talking about this, is there? It's not looking too good for my marriage, just as it's not looking too good for Victor.

Damon: Hearing's going on right now, isn't it?

Phyllis: Jack is determined to make sure that Victor's put behind bars. Now what good is that gonna do for the world?


Jack: I'm sure your honor is familiar with the story of Al Capone, the famous Chicago gangster. Everyone knew he was a gangster, but the government couldn't pin anything on him. Eventually, they got him for tax evasion, a business crime, a financial crime. This wasn't terribly satisfying to the many people Capone victimized over the years, those whose lives he destroyed, but it was something, and it was enough to put him away. I'm reminded of that story in today's proceedings as we see Victor Newman at the defense table, having finally tripped up and gotten himself caught.

Silva: Your honor, are we to sit here and have my client compared to a notorious gangster? Mr. Newman is a businessman.

Judge: Mr. Silva, relax. I'm here to listen. I'm not going to allow myself to be brainwashed. Continue, Mr. Abbott, but while you're at it, don't overdo it.

Jack: It is hard to overstate things, your honor. I believe that that man right there has gotten away with crimes for years, for which he will never pay a price. I realize we can't go back in history. We have to stick with now, with this case. In this case, Victor Newman has confessed to-- let me get this right-- conspiracy to commit commercial bribery. Sounds kind of white collar, kind of bland, nothing too exciting. What Victor Newman has not confessed to is causing the death of my unborn nephew.

Ashley: Jack, don't you-- don't you dare bring my child into this!

Jack: Ashley! Ashley!

Ashley: Jack!

Jack: Ashley, sit down.

Ashley: Don't you try to take my personal tragedy and make this part of your public lynching!

Jack: Ashley, someone has to say this. It is my job to do it. Please sit down, Ash!

Ashley: Your honor, you can't let this happen!

Jack: Ash, please, Brad, sit down.

Ashley: Jack!

Judge: (Banging gavel)


Shiloh: People don't turn down an opportunity like this, a chance to break into the music industry.

J.T.: Look, I appreciate the offer. I do, really, but I'm not interested.

Shiloh: Becau...?

J.T.: Look, I sing for fun. You know, not everybody dreams of stadium tours.

Shiloh: There's got to be another reason.

J.T.: Look, I don't know what else to tell you. Sorry if I wasted your time.

Shiloh: You didn't at all, but I think you're making a big mistake.

J.T.: Heard that before.

Shiloh: Well, just in case, here's my card. I'll be in town for about another week. Call my cell if you change your mind.

J.T.: You bet. Enjoy the rest of your stay.

Shiloh: I hope to hear from you, J.T. I really think you could go far.


Phyllis: You're not saying anything.

Damon: What would you like me to say?

Phyllis: Damon, I know the kind of man you are. I suspect you feel the same way that nothing will be gained by Victor going to jail.

Damon: You're right. I have nothing to say about the positive values of prison.

Phyllis: Prison-- ooh, wow, there's a place. Prison. Whew. I remember the days that I spent locked up in jail thanks to Diane. Those were the worst days of my life. Oh, my gosh. I wanted to die. And now she has my husband wrapped around her finger. And he's down in court on a crusade against Victor, making sure he's locked up like an animal. I have to do something. Thanks for understanding. I have to do something.


Olivia: Honey, I know this disease has been traumatic, but there's no reason for it to follow you around.

Dru: Aunt Liv's right, sweetheart. You need to put this whole horrible episode behind you.

Olivia: Right. It's just important for people who are having unprotected sex to realize that they need to get tested right away.

Dru: Mm-hmm. If you had let this go, could have caused permanent damage.

Olivia: I don't understand why young people just don't come in right away. It can be so easily treated.

Dru: Better yet, I'm thinking--

Lily: I know, Mom. Stay away from boys.

Dru: Sweetheart, just the bad ones and use protection, use good sense around the ones you do choose to hang with.

Olivia: Amen. (Pager beeping)

Olivia: Oh, no, I gotta go. Gotta get back to the hospital. I'm sorry to break this up.

Dru: Liv, listen...

Lily: Okay.

Dru: Thank you so much for everything. Thank you.

Olivia: You're welcome.

Lily: Thank you, Aunt Liv.

Olivia: See you soon.

Lily: Bye.

Olivia: Bye.

Dru: Sweetheart... what's wrong?

Lily: Nothing. Why?

Dru: Well, I thought you'd be more thrilled about the test coming in negative.

Lily: I am. It's just--

Dru: Just what?

Lily: Oh, Mom, I still feel like such an idiot, you know, falling for all of Kevinís lies. How could I have been so stupid?

Dru: Sweetie, come here.

Dru: Lily.

Lily: What?

Dru: No!


Michael: I had no idea Kevin Fisher was even in town until he got the subpoena ordering him to submit for testing for an S.T.D.

Neil: That he gave to my 15-year-old little girl. I don't care what that blood test said--he did it.

Michael: I'm just establishing a time frame here, Neil. He showed up at my door, asking for advice. I hadn't seen him in years. I couldn't have even told you if he was still alive, but I told him in no uncertain terms to submit to the test, which he did.

Neil: Yeah, and ever since you've obviously been coaching him, helping him get away with bigger and better crimes.


Kevin: Look, I'm not in the mood, all right? Please just get out of my way.

J.T.: Really? Because I am.

Kevin: Back off.

J.T.: Yeah, I'm getting really sick and tired of seeing you around here, Fisher. I got a friend who can't go out in public now because of a big, nasty scar on her face on account of a serious electrical burn, but you wouldn't know anything about that, would you, Fisherman?


Judge: Take your seat, please, ma'am.

Ashley: Your honor, I'm sorry. My name is Ashley Abbott Carlton. I'm Jack Abbottís sister. You cannot allow this to continue.

Jack: Ash, I'm sorry you don't like what I'm saying. It has to be said. I'm the one to say it. Sit down. Brad, sit her down, please.

Ashley: Don't! I'm not gonna sit here and listen to this

Judge: People, I run a pretty relaxed courtroom, but I have my limits. If you have something to say, please wait your turn. Everyone will have a chance to speak. Mr. Abbott, please continue.

Jack: Thank you, your honor. And I apologize for the outburst. My sister suffered a terrible loss recently. And in her effort to somehow come to accept the loss of her infant child, she has decided not to ascribe blame that it would be easier-- and I understand this-- to simply say that bad things happen and we move on. Bad things do happen, your honor. And some of us don't need it to be easier. Some of us can ascribe blame. Lord knows, I can. And I can demand an eye for an eye. What Victor Newman did to our company had the direct effect of causing my sister to take chances she should never had taken while she was pregnant, and yes, as a result, bad things happened! My sister lost her child.

Judge: Mr. Abbott, Mr. Newman is not on trial for murder.

Silva: Thank you, your honor.

Jack: I understand that, your honor. You agreed to hear what I have to say, and this is what I want to say-- the crime Victor Newman committed was not a business crime. It was nothing less than a hate crime.

Silva: Oh, come on. Your honor, that is a very specific term, and I think Mr. Abbott is way out of line here.

Judge: Mr. Silva, I am capable of making allowances for emotion. Let the man have his say.

Jack: Thank you, your honor. It is good to know a man can come to your court and speak from the heart. And I promise you I will do my best to keep my emotions in check. I know that distinctions in law are made for motivation, premeditation, intent. I don't know if there's anything like bribery in the first degree. My biggest worry is that Victor Newman will succeed in passing this off as some white-collar, victimless, financial, naughty little thing he did and got caught. It is so much more than that. I'm sorry Mr. Silva doesn't like the term, but the term "hate crime" is very descriptive here. And if Mr. Silva and his client succeed in passing this off as just... a money crime, a grave injustice will be done. This case is about a lot more than money being paid to tilt the playing field to give advantage to one company over another. The crime Victor Newman committed was a crime of hate, a premeditated desire to do grievous harm to me-- to me personally.

Jack: Well, your honor, I'm still standing. But the collateral damage Victor Newman left in his wake is enough to fill this courtroom, and it cannot be ignored. As much as I run Jabot on a day to day basis, the truth is this is my father's company. My father, John Abbott...

Jack: My father, John Abbott, built this company from the ground up with his bare hands. It is, in every sense, his life's work. Does any of this matter to Victor Newman when he's sending his henchmen off with another briefcase full of bribery cash? No. No, not when his need for revenge is piqued, not when his need to dominate the landscape is challenged. Then all rules are off. A man's life's work is nothing. To hell with it! To hell with anyone and anything that gets in his way, even the law. He'll cheat. He'll bribe. He'll break the law. And, your honor, keep in mind, Victor Newman is an equal opportunity cheat. He hasn't any problem with destroying the lives of people he doesn't even know, people in our far-flung divisions, people who have supplied and distributed my family's products for decades, whose livelihoods were deeply affected by Mr. Newman's greed, who probably have never heard the term "commercial bribery," whose children had a very different Christmas-- let me tell you-- than they might have had their mother or father still had a job. There should be consequences for our actions! The kind of callous disregard for one's fellow man that Victor Newman displayed-- if that isn't the reason that prison terms were invented, what is? What is, your honor? We all heard Nikki Newman say earlier that if poor Victor gets sent away, a light will go out of the world that the warmth and energy and wonderfulness that her husband brings to the benighted masses each day will be squelched, and we'll all be the worse for it. I could not disagree more. What Victor Newman brings to this world is a sense that money is above morality, that there's a set of laws for the powerful, and there's a set of laws for the rest of us, that a clever lawyer can be hired to squeeze a man's criminal misdeeds into two innocent-sounding words like "commercial bribery," and we'll all look away. We'll all turn our eyes away from the real damage, the real crime.

Jack: Your honor, I hope you can, as you've said earlier, make allowances for what Victor Newman really did. What he really did was callous and calculated and driven by hate, and I hope you will punish him accordingly... to the limits the law will allow.

Jack: Thank you.

Silva: Your honor.

Judge: Hold on, Mr. Silva. I'll be right with you.


Michael: I understand this is catching you a bit off guard--

Neil: No, let me tell you what I understand! That you've been offering top-notch legal advice to a lowlife, dirty punk who deserves to have the book thrown at him. You've been keeping him one step ahead of the law. Meanwhile, people he's wronged-- I mean seriously wronged-- have been confiding in you.

Michael: You know, sometimes silence is the better part of valor in this situation.

Neil: I'm sorry, Baldwin. I didn't really catch that. What did you just say to me?

Michael: I know you're upset, which is why I hesitated broaching the subject in the first place.

Neil: Now see, you've been hesitating because you've been obstructing justice.

Michael: No, I'm sorry. That's not true.

Neil: The man is your brother. You've been shielding him. Don't tell me that you haven't!

Michael: You don't want to make accusations like that with zero proof. Trust me on this, please.

Neil: You're actually gonna stand here and look me in the eye and tell me that you haven't been withholding some kind of evidence, something incriminating having to do with my daughter or the fire at Ginaís or something!

Michael: Stop. Stop right there. Stop it.

Neil: You've known for months what he did to my little girl without once mentioning the connection that you have. Man, I thought that you had some morals and a little human decency. Looks like I was mistaken.


Kevin: I told you guys. I told Bobby and I told your friend--this guy who is all in my face, Raul-- I didn't do it.

J.T.: Yeah, right, Kevin.

Kevin: I swear I'm telling you the truth.

J.T.: Then why don't you try telling the truth to Colleen, or how about Lily?

Kevin: I talked to Lily. I told her I was sorry.

J.T.: Oh, like sorry's gonna cut it? She's 15, Kevin. 15. She's still practically a child. But you just had to help yourself, didn't you?

Kevin: Look, I regret ever meeting her, okay? But I can tell you that whatever happened between Lily and me-- and I'm not saying it was anything against the law-- she wanted it, too.

J.T.: Oh, it doesn't matter if she begged you for it, Kevin. All you had to do was lay a hand on her or get a little too friendly, and that's statutory rape. What about Colleen? You gonna stand in front of me and keep saying that nothing happened at Ginaís? What about Brittany, huh? You knew her from the club, man. You knew how pretty she was.

Kevin: I didn't do anything to hurt her, all right? Please, you've gotta believe me.

J.T.: As if I would ever believe you, Kevin. You're sick, man. You've done nothing but wreck lives-- Colleen, Lily, Brittany. How are you gonna apologize for that, man? How?


Dru: No, no. You will not go in there and confront that nincompoop.

Lily: Mom, Kevin wouldn't dare touch me in front of all these people.

Dru: That is not the point. The point is I am your mother, and I'm telling you to sit down right now. Sit down. Please.

Lily: God, it just makes me so crazy seeing that creep walking around free as a bird.

Dru: And you giving him a piece of your mind right now will not change matters.

Lily: Well, then what will?! Because it is not fair.

Dru: You have got to get past Kevin Fisher, sweetheart.

Lily: How can I, Mom?! Tell me, how can I? Because Kevin almost destroyed my life.

Dru: And you becoming obsessed by that man will not serve you.

Lily: The only thing that I'm obsessed about is putting him behind bars. God, if only I had realized--

Dru: Stop it! Stop it. Now you have got to put that man and everything that happened behind you, once and for all, lily, please.

Michael: Look, if Kevin Fisher really did all the things people are accusing him of, I agree with--

Neil: What do you mean, if he did, if he's guilty?!

Michael: He should be held accountable. Until there's solid proof, though, you should be careful of unsubstantiated accusations.

Neil: Maybe you don't get this. You don't have kids. Do you have any idea what it does to you to learn that your 15-year-old daughter has been raped, given a disease, had her head filled with lies? No, you donít. You don't get that because you're not a father, man. It tears your heart out!

Michael: Neil, believe me, I do. I sympathize, I do.

Neil: You don't even know the meaning of that word, "sympathy."

Michael: Look, I'm not the enemy here. I brought you over here to give you information you would've heard outside on the street.

Neil: I'm gonna see to it that that scum brother of yours pays dearly for what I know he's done to my Lily.

Michael: You know the way out.

Neil: Yeah, I sure as hell do.


Judge: Well, that was most edifying. As our non-lawyer Mr. Abbott so accurately said, a decision like this isn't easy to make. Many voices on one side, many considerations to weigh. The court therefore calls a recess. My clerk will contact you when I've made a decision about Mr. Newman's sentence.

Phyllis: Your honor.

Judge: Yes?

Phyllis: I'm Phyllis Abbott, Jack's wife.

Judge: And...?

Phyllis: I would like to speak.

Judge: Ma'am, I'm pretty sure that given your husband's passionate statement, I've heard his side of the story pretty clearly. In fact, you can rest assured that Mr. Abbott's statement was very influential.

Phyllis: You don't understand. I have a statement to make of my own.

Jack: Phyllis, what the hell are you doing?

Phyllis: Jack, I can't allow you to say the things you said without speaking up.

Victor: This is not necessary, Phyllis. I don't want you to endanger your marriage.

Phyllis: Oh, don't worry about that, Victor. I think it's a little too late for that. Your honor.

Phyllis: I do. I'll try to keep this short, Judge. What Mr. Abbott said about Victor Newman... well, it wasn't wrong. What he did was cruel and in many ways absolutely inexcusable. But I fail to see the connection between that and the downfall of Jabot's new cosmetics line. Listen, it's a risky business, and many companies have gone broke misjudging consumer preferences. Sometimes you just get it wrong. But what I'm talking about is the whole personal aspect of this fiasco.

Phyllis: If you send Victor Newman to jail, then Jack Abbott should go to jail, too.

Jack: No. I'm sorry, your honor, our dirty laundry should not be in your courtroom. I apologize.

Judge: Yes, and it is my courtroom. Please remember that, Mr. Abbott. Are you sure that what you have to say is germane to my decision?

Phyllis: Yes. I mean, I don't know. I'm not a judge. I think it's unfair. See, what Jack Abbott failed to mention in his speech is what's important. These two men hate each other. It's 2-way. Jack Abbott has done horrible things to Victor Newman. At one time, he tried to steal his company.

Jack: After he stole Jabot from us! Could we stop this?!

Judge: Do you want me to have you thrown out, Mr. Abbott?

Judge: Continue, please.

Phyllis: Thank you. Judge, it's sort of like, uh, "let he who is without sin." A long time ago Jack Abbott was there when Victor was having a little attack. He was unconscious, but the thing is he was still alive, and Jack did nothing. He just walked away. He didn't call for help. He did nothing. He basically left a man for dead

Jack: You weren't there!

Phyllis: Am I lying? Am I lying, Jack? Do you want to talk about crimes going unpunished... and people getting away with things?

Phyllis: Listen, I'm not saying that everything Jack Abbott said about Victor is untrue. I-- he's not the only bad guy in this story. And for what it's worth... for what it's worth, please don't send Victor Newman to jail.


J.T.: We're not done talking.

Kevin: You claim to have these mountains of proof, but you have nothing. You never have. And the cops even came by my apartment again, and still didn't come up with one thing that incriminates me. Oh, and you set me up on Valentineís Day, and you still came up with nothing.

J.T.: No, no, no. Valentine's Day-- that was your doing. You did that. It sounds like it didn't turn out that good for you.

Kevin: Why? Why, just because I fell in love with a beautiful woman, a woman who I thought was different, but as it turns out, is just like everyone else? She's trying to use me. Oh, and even then, she didn't get what she wanted-- the goods on Kevin Fisher.

J.T.: IíIl bet you're bitter as hell, aren't you, man?

Kevin: I never said that.

J.T.: Yeah, but how else could you feel? Being used like that. God, but now poor Lauren-- she's just another woman who's got a lot to fear from you. Because you're psycho.

Kevin: Don't-- don't call me that. Lauren has nothing to fear from me. She never has. Ask her. She's gonna tell you that I didn't lay a finger on her.

J.T.: Yeah, but you traumatized the hell out of her. Man, you scared her to death.

Kevin: I would never, never hurt her.

J.T.: I bet you mean that. Only it doesn't count for much, Kevin, because you're crazy, man. You're insane. Who knows when something's just gonna set you off and you flip out? You're a dangerous man. You hurt people, Kevin.

Kevin: I don't want to hurt people.

J.T.: I believe you. I believe you. But look, there's only one way to make sure you wonít.

Kevin: No, no, no. I don't wanna listen to this.

J.T.: Kevin--

Kevin: I don't want to hear--

J.T.: Look, it's the only way. It's the only way. You gotta turn yourself in. You gotta get yourself off the streets and get some help.

Kevin: No, no. You--you're trying to trick me. You're trying to confuse me. But there's no way I'm falling for it, you got that? I'm too smart for you.


Lily: I still feel so guilty for disappointing you and Dad, even though you both have been really cool.

Dru: Is that what you think, honey, that your Father and I are disappointed in you?

Lily: You mean, you're not?

Dru: We love you. You're a wonderful child. And yes, you got involved with a horrible, demonic man, but we are so proud of you. We're proud of you because of the way you've handled this crisis.

Lily: Really?

Dru: Really. Kevin Fisher is going to get what he deserves-- maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but eventually, yes. I want you to pull yourself up by the bootstraps and press on.

Lily: I don't know. Sometimes it almost feels like everything is back to normal. And then I'll see Kevin, and I just-- I get so angry all over again. One day I even followed him.

Dru: What?!

Lily: I couldn't help myself.

Dru: Oh, my God, girl. What did you hope to accomplish?

Lily: I don't know. I guess I just-- I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me.

Dru: Did he see you? Did he know that you were following him?

Lily: No.

Dru: Baby, listen. Don't you ever do that again, do you understand me? That is a very dangerous man. God only knows what he would do he felt that you were backing him into a corner. Now I want you to swear to me, swear to me that you will stay away from Kevin Fisher.


Judge: Well, here we are, back where we were a few moments ago. I must say, I haven't had this much passion and drama in my courtroom in some time. Be that as it may, the issues before me are no less complicated and troubling than they were before. This court is in recess for the time being. If you'd all like to take a break for a short lunch or a long walk, I hope I can come back soon with a decision.

Bailiff: All rise.

Nikki: I think that went well.

Victor: I don't know.

Silva: It's too close to call.

Victor: What I can tell you is that I thank you very much for your support, for what you said up there on the stand. I'll never forget.

Brad: You were worried about me keeping Ash out of the courtroom.

Jack: Believe me, if I had any idea Phyllis was gonna show up here, I'd have had her duct-taped to a dining room chair.

Brad: Nice. Hey, hey, hey, we don't want to irritate the judge.

Jack: The judge isn't here right now.

Brad: Damn it, Jack. Just let her go.

Jack: You know what? You're right. The way I feel right now, I'd better be kept away from Phyllis.


Chris: I'll have my fingers crossed, Victor.

Victor: For what outcome?

Chris: I think you know the answer to that.

Victor: I wonder.

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