Friday Y&R Transcript 3/19/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 3/19/04--Canada; Monday 3/22/04

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Kevin: Jeez, Mikey, why are you freaking out on me?

Michael: I'm not freaking out. I just needed to have your attention.

Kevin: Well, that's not the way of getting it.

Michael: Sit down.

Kevin: That cop's all over me like a cheap suit. I don't need my lawyer shoving me around, too.

Michael: Well, I'm here as your lawyer and your brother. Now the police have evidence that they did not--and I repeat, they did not plant, which puts you on very thin ice. Now I understand when you get afraid, you get talkative. But it is absolutely imperative that you start keeping your mouth shut. I can't help you if you won't help yourself. Now if you committed this crime--

Kevin: I didn't! I already told you--

Michael: You're not paying attention. Do not let what anyone else says make you start wailing and carrying on, understand?

Michael: Now if you burned Brittany Hodges, if you burned Brittany Hodges, Detective Weber isn't going to let you get away with it. If you didn't, and he still comes after you, you need to undermine his case. Now in either scenario, I can help you, but you've got to do what I tell you when I tell you. Otherwise I might as well walk out of here and let the good detective have a field day.

Kevin: Donít. Mikey, please don't leave me.

Michael: You'll do what I say?

Kevin: I promise I'll try.

Michael: Okay. Did you wire the dance pole at Marsino's?

Kevin: Mikey, I already--

Michael: All right. All right, look, whoa! I already heard the loud version. Look me in the eye little brother. Now I need to hear the smart, honest, quiet, real version. I need to know the truth.


Phyllis: (Giggling) can you get me a blanket, please? I'm freezing.

Damon: (Laughs)

Phyllis: I'm cold.

Damon: I got your blanket.

Phyllis: Yeah. Do you keep it cold in here on purpose? Oh, quick, quick, quick. Oh. Thank you.

Phyllis: Um, you know, the word "wow" does not describe what just happened.

Damon: We need to find words?

Phyllis: No, we don't, not really, but you know, I like to talk, you know.

Damon: Do you know how lovely it is to see you laugh?

Phyllis: Really? Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. I needed that.

Damon: Well, I'm glad I could be of service.

Phyllis: Oh, wait a second. It wasn't like that.

Damon: I know.

Phyllis: No, it wasn't just some fling or something.

Damon: You know, if it was, though--

Phyllis: No, it wasnít. It wasnít.

Damon: It would be all right.

Phyllis: What? No, it wouldnít. That's such a lie.

Damon: No, it was not such a lie.

Phyllis: Yeah.


Bartender: Hello, Mrs. Chancellor.

Kay: Hello.

Bartender: Can I get you something?

Kay: My, that is a question, is it not? Can you get me something? And my answer is, um...

Kay: My answer is yes. Coffee.

Bartender: Good choice.

Kay: Oh, I suppose. I suppose. But it's only one battle and not the complete war.

Bartender: Seems to me you're winning, at least for today.

Kay: Oh, thank you. Actually, I'm feeling quite splendid-- stopped by the spa for the first time in a long time.

Bartender: Yeah, special occasion coming up, something here at the club?

Kay: Well, it's just a dear old friend's idea of a nice surprise, a dear old friend hoping he can work miracles. God bless his heart.

Kay: You have no idea what I'm talking about. No, of course you donít. How could you? (Crash)

Kay: What on earth?

Bartender: New bus person.


Gina: Oh, no, I've got to go deal with this again.

Danny: No problem, sis. We'll catch you later.

Gina: I just hope I have some dishes left by then.

Chris: Poor Gina. It sounds like she's got her hands full.

Danny: Yeah, well, I will, too, pretty soon.

Chris: Oh?

Danny: Guess who's coming to town the day after tomorrow.

Chris: You heard from Daniel? He'll be on his way soon?


Jill: Thank you for having Robert drive Katherine into town.

Arthur: I could see you needed some time to talk, just the two of us.

Jill: Are you upset with me?

Arthur: Do I look upset?

Jill: Well, I've spoiled your plans.

Arthur: No, not at all. I knew you would have some issues.

Jill: I know that you had hoped I would share your fantasy.

Arthur: That's right. But I can't force it to happen.

Jill: Do you even begin to understand why I am opposed to this?

Arthur: Of course I do. You're remembering a devastating time in your life, and you're afraid it may happen again if I move in here with you and Katherine, right?

Jill: Yes, I afraid of it. I am terrified of it.

Arthur: Jill, this fear of yours is based on something that happened years ago. Not to mention, I'm your father. It's not at all the same thing.

Jill: I'll tell you one thing that is the same, though-- Katherine and the way she acts when she's drinking.

Arthur: Well, you saw the woman today. How did she seem to you? Now honestly, tell me.

Jill: All right, what can I say? She seemed wonderful.

Arthur: Jill, I believe in this. I believe that you and your mother and I can become a family, even at this late date. We've lost most of a lifetime already, and I don't want to lose another second.


Phyllis: So, um... what-- what happens now? It's such a girl thing, isn't it?

Damon: Really?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Damon: I thought it was a human thing.

Phyllis: Well, you know, my life is sort of, um...

Damon: I know. I do know. Well, you know what? It's all okay. Its okay, it's okay. It is all good.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, it's all good. It's all good. It's gonna be my mantra for now on.

Damon: Good, it ought to be.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, you know, I was lying. It's not my mantra.

Damon: Well, I wasnít. You know, when things seem most hopeless, especially then, that's a-- that's the time to go deep within here, you know, draw in those hidden reserves, and you keep reminding yourself of all the good that still is, of how all this you're going through is-- well, it's just part of a bigger plan for your life, a plan you can't see yet because it's still taking shape.

Phyllis: Hmm. Yeah, I know. You're right. God, I've been moping around, crying in my beer, feeling bad for myself. What good has that done, right? Right? I mean, it's time for me to move. It's time for me to get off my duff and make things happen.

Damon: That's the spirit.

Phyllis: You are a wonderful, sexy hunk of man. And let me tell you some-- let me tell you something. You, you haven't seen nothing yet. I'm just gonna leave you with that.

Damon: Where are you going?

Phyllis: You're looking at Phyllis, woman of action.


Chris: Thank you. Okay, so he flies into Kennedy and then transfers to OíHare?

Danny: And a short hop here.

Chris: Well, quite an itinerary for a 16-year-old.

Danny: Although there is one little problem.

Chris: What?

Danny: Well, I tried to get adjoining rooms here at the club or, you know, a temporary suite, but as it turns out, Danielís coming in a little earlier than expected and, well, they're all full here till the first part of April.

Chris: Oh. So what are you gonna do, change hotels?

Danny: No, that's a hassle. I mean, Ginaís here. I want to stay close to her. Hey, it looks like junior's gonna be bunking with Dad.

Chris: Are you kid-- you have one bed.

Danny: We flip for the couch, you know.

Chris: Well, like I said, it's gonna be a little cramped.

Danny: Oh, it won't be the end of the world. We'll manage. Although it would be nice for Daniel to have his own space, you know, tune out the old man now and then.

Chris: Yeah. What if I told you that I might have a solution?

Danny: Bribing the innkeeper?

Chris: No, I don't think that would go over too well with my bosses.

Danny: Okay, let's hear it. I'm open to ideas.

Chris: Auntie Cricketís guest room. Sound like a plan?


Kevin: I didn't do it, Mikey. I didnít.

Michael: Okay, then. That's how we'll play it. Now what did they take from your apartment?

Kevin: It was so weird. Um, a pair of wire cutters and a pair of shoes.

Michael: Sneakers?

Kevin: Mm-hmm. What's the connection?

Michael: Well, someone used a wire cutter to rig up that dance pole at Marsino's.

Kevin: Well, obviously they didn't get any fingerprints. Guy must've been wearing gloves.

Michael: Well, cutters can leave a mark on wire as specific as ballistic marks on a bullet.

Kevin: Really?

Michael: Mm-hmm. And the soles of the shoes-- grooves--they can pick up all kinds of stuff from the ground... wire shavings, particulate matter from the floor of Marsino's back room.

Kevin: That's good. I've never been back there. I'd go into Bobby's office, and when I'd leave, I'd go out the front. Yeah, and what's up with this witness saying that they saw me go back there that afternoon? I didnít. I mean, Bobby fired me. I left, and I never went back.

Michael: Well, that's what trials are for, Kevin, to sort things out.

Kevin: Hey, Mike.

Michael: Mm-hmm?

Kevin: I can't go to jail. You know that, right?

Michael: Hey, no one likes it.

Kevin: No, no. I mean, I canít. You know that stuff you and Weber were talking about with the bail hearing? They can't keep me here, can they? Mikey, please tell me that they're not gonna keep me here.


Jill: O Dad, I wish I could be excited about this.

Arthur: You can if you let yourself. Just put your fears aside and acknowledge that this is a different time.

Jill: You know, I told mother that she needed to make a commitment to stop drinking. She said she had it under control, but you know as well as I do that that is just a disaster waiting to happen.

Arthur: I don't know that, but I do know there could be some problems, and I'm willing to accept them.

Jill: You're really in love with her, aren't you?

Arthur: Jill... I have been in love with your mother all my adult life-- since the time we spent together here in this house when you were conceived, which, as you know, I was never aware of. Had I known, it would have changed my life. But things happen for a reason. Perhaps it wasn't meant to be our time. But now we've been brought back together, and this is our time, and I refuse to squander it. You told me you've looked for a father all your life. Let me be that to you now. Don't ask me to wait until you're confident that everything will be perfect, because that day may never come.

Jill: But what if things go badly? I mean, what if Katherine and her drinking drive you away?

Arthur: Do you think I would let that happen? Hmm?

Jill: You see, this is where I have the benefit of experience, and you don't, because I know Katherineís capacity for destruction. I know it because I lived it.

Arthur: Jill, let me tell you what I said to your mother. You know, she and I are of an age. We don't know how long we have left.

Jill: Donít. Please don't talk like that.

Arthur: Now that's the reality, sweetheart. We don't have the luxury of time. I would rather throw caution to the winds and have a month, a year, however long we're given, to spend with you and your mother. And if it doesn't work out, so be it. At least we'll have the comfort of knowing we tried. But I believe for all three of us, it could be the be time of our lives.

Jill: You really are the eternal optimist, aren't you? But, Dad, what if you're just deluding yourself here?

Arthur: What if I am? As long as I believe in the fantasy. And if it turns out to be a disaster, well--

Jill: What if it does? What if it turns out to be a disaster? What if we risk everything for this happy, little family scenario, and it doesn't work? Would I have lost my father?

Arthur: Make no mistake. I intend to have a relationship with my daughter.

Jill: You promise me? No matter what happens?

Arthur: Jill, from now on, we will always be part of each other's life. That is my promise to you.

Jill: Hmm.

Jill: Okay. When are you movin' in?

Arthur: Well, my things are packed, and I didn't want to go forward until I had your blessing. And now that I do, why wait, huh?


Gina: Esther, what am I gonna do with you? This is the second time today.

Esther: I promise I-I'll do better.

Gina: Did you ever think that maybe this isn't quite your line of work?

Esther: No, don't say that. I need this job, Gina.

Gina: Honey, I know you do, but--look, just concentrate. Don't break any more dishes today.

Esther: Okay. Stupid. I'm stupid.

Kay: Esther? Esther?

Esther: Oh, oh, Mrs. C., No. You--please, just go away I don't want you to see me like this.

Kay: Nonsense. I am not going to go. I'm not going to go anywhere.

Esther: No, I mean it. I can't stand it. I can't take it. Look-- look at all these broken dishes.

Kay: You know broken dishes have never bothered me. Now come on, get up. Get up. Get up. Now I want to know what is going on here. Are you actually working in this place busing dishes?

Esther: I need the work, Mrs. C.

Kay: Stop it! Now all the years you worked for me, and all the money you saved-- now where is that money? And why on earth did you go to work here?


Phyllis: Hey, there.

Nick: Phyllis. What are you doing here?

Phyllis: Well, I'm looking for your dad. Have you seen him?

Nick: He's incommunicado at the moment.

Phyllis: Well, you'll do.

Nick: What do you want with Dad?

Phyllis: Well, I don't know if you've heard, but you know, Jack and I have broken up for good this time.

Nick: Ah, yes, because of what went down at the sentencing.

Phyllis: Yeah. That was actually the icing on the cake for me. So time to move on, you know, take charge of my life.

Nick: So I'll ask you again-- what do you want with Dad?

Phyllis: Isn't it obvious?

Nick: Not to me.

Phyllis: Oh. Okay, well, I will make it obvious.

Nick: Well, that would be nice, Phyllis. I'm kind of busy today.

Phyllis: Well, I wanna make myself useful. Reporting for work, sir.

Nick: Are you saying you would like your old job back?


Michael: Look, I am on Weber about that bail hearing.

Kevin: Yeah, but like you said, he's dragging his feet.

Michael: Well, the reason the man is messing with you is because people who are messed with say things they shouldnít. Now if you let Weber know he's getting under your skin, he's just gonna dig deeper and deeper. It's his job to keep you as off-balance as he legally can, which is why you and I are gonna keep our cool, okay?

Kevin: I don't want to be put in a cell, mikey.

Michael: I get that. I get that. But look, Weberís no dope. If he got a judge to sign a second search warrant-- if he had enough of a case to do that, and that second search warrant turned up additional evidence that justified your being arrested, then he's not just making up stuff to harass you. He's got something.

Kevin: Okay. Well, that's encouraging. Thanks.

Michael: I'm sorry. I'm out of fairy tales. Now did you go back to Marsino's that afternoon?

Kevin: Michael! No.

Michael: Well, how could someone see you?

Kevin: Say they saw me. I--I don't know. I don't know who this witness is. If Weberís got someone who'll testify that I was there when I wasn't, then he could have somebody who'll swear they saw me pull the switch. I mean, where does it end?

Michael: Well, when you have an airtight alibi for every minute of the day after you left Marsino's that morning.

Kevin: I donít. I was home alone until I went out that night.

Michael: Then it ends in court, where you get to confront your accusers. You get to see the evidence that's arrayed against you, and you get to give your own explanation of events.

Kevin: So what happens between now and then? I'm out on bail, right? Mikey? Please, please tell me that I'm out on bail.


Jill: Permission to come aboard?

Jack: As long as you're not here to be cheerful.

Jill: Look, Jack--

Jack: Jill, donít.

Jill: I'm not here to apologize.

Jack: Oh, yeah, God forbid.

Jill: No--I just want to make sure that you realize it's nothing personal.

Jack: You know, when a guy spends every waking hour-- which is a lot of hours, considering how precious little sleep he gets-- racking his brain to find ways to save the company, and the people who are supposed to be at his side second-guess him, pull the rug out from under him, overrule his considered decisions and then kick him to the curb for his trouble, yeah, a guy takes it a little personally no matter how they think they meant it.

Jill: Is that what you've been doing since the meeting-- writing this speech?

Jack: You know what? You're right. What I should be doing is just letting go. To hell with it. You people want to write the rules? You play the game. You accept Victor's money. I'll sit this one out.

Jill: Except that's not your nature.

Jack: Let's drop this, okay? You did a good job in Atlanta. Thanks for covering that for me.

Jill: You're very welcome.

Jack: So what happened when you got back? Did your newfound mother manage to send your newfound father screaming into the night?


Kay: Come on, dear. There's no need to cry over broken dishes. Now sit down. Sit down.

Esther: You don't understand, Mrs. C. This is the only job that I have.

Kay: Well, you're right. I really don't understand, not for a minute.

Esther: This was the only place in town that would hire me.

Kay: Well, why were you even looking, Esther? You have money. You know that.

Esther: Gone.

Kay: What?

Esther: You see, I met this man--

Kay: Oh, my God, Esther.

Esther: Oh, he was unbelievable. He was so thoughtful. He was so caring.

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Esther: We spent lots of time together, and so when he suggested that we go to Vegas, I thought he meant get married.

Kay: And did he?

Esther: I don't know. Wasn't the only reason, that's for sure, because when we got there, he started playing the slot machines, and then he started gambling at the tables, losing money left and right. He said that his luck would change, but then it was gone--poof! Just like that.

Kay: He lo-- he lost-- he lost all of your money?

Esther: And then he just disappeared. I was just so lonely, and now look at me. I'm working as a bus person. I'm living in a boardinghouse.

Kay: In a boardinghouse? That doesn't make any sense. You know you'll always have a place with me in our home. Why did you not come to me?

Esther: I did, Mrs. C. I did.


Danny: You're offering to put my son up while he's here on break?

Chris: That makes so much sense. I have the space. Daniel would have his own bathroom. You have a key to come and go as you please. At least until something opens up here.

Danny: That's a lot to ask.

Chris: It would be my pleasure.

Danny: Well, in that case, consider it a deal.

Chris: Okay.

Chris: What?

Danny: Oh, I was just thinking, um, there is something else to consider. How's the security in your building?

Chris: Well, ever since that fiasco with Isabella, it's been pretty tight. Why? What worries you?

Danny: In a word--Phyllis.

Chris: Oh.


Phyllis: Well, you seem surprised, Nick. You playing hard to get with me?

Nick: I just assumed when you resigned, that would be it.

Phyllis: Oh, that I wouldn't darken your doorstep again?

Nick: Your words.

Phyllis: Oh. Don't you want me back here? I mean, surely you miss my expertise.

Nick: You know, our internet sales haven't been nearly as strong.

Phyllis: Well, of course not. It was very big of you to admit.

Nick: You asked.

Phyllis: Mmm. I also asked for my job back, and I don't see you jumping on that.

Nick: No, I'm not.

Phyllis: Oh. You know, I feel myself getting a little defensive right now. So why don't we start over?

Nick: The answer would still be the same, Phyllis. I don't think you coming back onboard at Newman Enterprises is such a hot idea.

Phyllis: Wow. And why is that?

Nick: Look, Phyllis, you're good at what you do. You know, you're creative. You work hard. But I just don't want you around here anymore.

Phyllis: Ooh! Wow. Okay, that's harsh. And that's because...

Nick: When you gave the orchid back to Jack, you proved where your true loyalties lie.

Phyllis: Okay, that was weeks ago, and I told you, Jack and I have broken up, partly because I had the guts to refute his testimony in court and stand up for your father.

Nick: And what, because of that, we owe you your job back?

Phyllis: No, because it's best for the company.

Nick: I disagree. Phyllis, you can't be trusted, and that's pretty much the bottom line.

Phyllis: Well, that's your bottom line, not your Dadís.

Nick: Really?

Phyllis: Mmm.

Nick: Now you asked my father for your job back once before, and he said no. Why do you think that is?

Phyllis: Well, I think that's because he wasn't sure what was going to happen with his case.

Nick: And you can't take a hint? Look, Phyllis, no means no. Now I'm sorry to be so blunt, but you don't seem to be listening to me. The door is closed. You closed it. End of story.

Phyllis: Huh. When did you say your father would be available again?

Nick: I didnít.

Phyllis: Hmm. Well, when I talk to him, I highly suspect he'll see things differently.

Nick: Well, that really doesn't matter right now he's not in charge. I'm running this company.

Phyllis: Yeah. Maybe that'll change, too.


Jill: I must say, things are going well with Katherine and Arthur.

Jack: Well, good. Then Katherine hasn't been drinking?

Jill: No. I mean, her knuckles are white from the effort, but no.

Jack: Well, that's great news. Isn't it?

Jill: Yeah, yeah, of course it is.

Jack: But what, you're still waiting for the bubble to burst?

Jill: No, not necessarily. I mean, the woman has managed to stay sober for over 20 years. I mean, I think she's proven that she can do it if she wants to.

Jack: Well, we'll all keep our fingers crossed. So what is it? Something's obviously bothering you.

Jill: My father has decided he wants to move in.

Jack: And you're not sure how you feel about that.

Jill: Not really.

Jack: Have you shared as much with him?

Jill: I voiced my concerns. I told him I was afraid that Katherine might drive him away unless he maintained some distance.

Jack: Well, let me guess-- he disagreed.

Jill: He says that the two of them are "of an age." He doesn't want to be cautious. He wants to make up for the time we lost together, the three of us.

Jack: I like this guy so far. He has a great attitude.

Jill: Yeah, he does. He does. I just got this little knot in my stomach, you know? It's something negative. I can't put my finger on it, but it's driving me crazy. What do you think it could be?


Kevin: Mike, you're making me nervous.

Michael: You know, I'd love to promise you a bail hearing, but you heard Detective Weber earlier. He's well within his rights to slow things down, and if he wants to put a little pressure on you by keeping you locked up overnight, he'll do it.

Kevin: No, no. No, no, no! That's not okay, Mikey. It's like you said before, I have my rights, you know? You can't keep somebody locked up because you have a pair of pliers that you found in their apartment.

Michael: Kevin, you've got to stop--

Kevin: No! Mikey, don't!

Michael: Stop it!

Kevin: Don't hit me.

Michael: Look, I'm Michael. It's Mikey, all right? I just want you to stay calm. You make Detective Weber think that he could keep you in jail a month, and it won't change your story.

Kevin: No. I canít. I canít.

Michael: You've got to.

Kevin: I can't do it.

Michael: Listen to me. It's called acting. You just do it.

Hank: So... either of you have anything to tell me before we go to the next step?


Kay: You came to me? I... I don't--really don't remember.

Esther: I never saw you. I saw Jill.

Kay: Jill? What did she tell you?

Esther: She told me that you were drinking again. Is that true, Mrs. C.? Is it?

Kay: That is true.

Esther: Damn Jill! Damn her! It's all her fault. I know it.

Kay: Shh, shh shh. No, no, no, no. Listen to me. No, Jill is not to blame for everything.

Esther: But she made you miserable. She tore up your home.

Kay: That she did, and I hold her fully responsible, but it's not like she took a gun, held it to my head and forced me to take a drink. Now that was my choice.

Esther: Oh, Mrs. C.

Kay: Believe me. Believe me, there are so many times that I regret it. I... but at least one thing-- the house is back the way it belongs. I mean, the old house is its beautiful self once again. And there's something, you know, sort of rather, well, wonderful happening for me.

Esther: Oh, I'm so glad to hear that.

Kay: There's just one thing missing, Esther--you. Come back home, please?

Esther: You have no idea how much that means to me. But I can't, not with Jill there. I cannot live in that home with her again.

Kay: Esther, you belong where you are valued, where your services are needed, and that's certainly... certainly not here.

Esther: No. I can't come between you and Jill. She's your family, and if there's ever any chance that you truly can become mother and daughter, I just don't want to mess all that up. I canít. I won't do it. I just care too much about you.

Esther: Oh, Mrs. C. I love you, Mrs. C. I love you.

Kay: Esther?


Jack: Jill, certain anxieties come with any change. I mean, it's obvious you admire your father, and you wanna be the kind of person he admires. Maybe you're worried that if he really gets to know you--

Jill: Stop it, Jack. I'm being serious here. I feel very secure with him. He is so loving and nonjudgmental and... but Katherine...

Jack: You're worried she's gonna chase him away?

Jill: He told me that would never happen.

Jack: But you think he's underestimating her destructive powers?

Jill: Well, I did, but if you had seen his face when he told me that I would always be in his life no matter what--I believe him.

Jack: Is it possible you're worried that your parents are too compatible, so much so that they might keep little Jill out of the picture?

Jill: Oh, my God. You're saying that I want my father all to myself.

Jack: I don't know Jill. Is that what I'm saying?


Chris: So with Phyllis being so devastated, you're--

Danny: I'm a little concerned, you know? She could be a loose cannon.

Chris: Is that why you were asking about security? What are you thinking, she'll storm the building?

Danny: Well, I just wanted you to know where things stood.

Chris: And I appreciate that. I can't help feeling a little sorry for her.

Danny: Chris--

Chris: I said "a little." Anyway, I will keep my eyes peeled. What's important is that you and Daniel have a great time together.

Danny: I can't wait. Hey, by the way, thank you for that very generous offer.

Phyllis: Hey, there you are. Hi. Listen, Danny, I'd like a status report. When is our son coming into town?

Danny: Day after tomorrow, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Wow, the day after tomorrow. That soon?

Danny: Yeah. You know the situation. He doesn't want to see you.

Phyllis: Yeah, I know the situation, and, um, you know, I'm his mother, and he's going to see me, so why don't you tell him that?

Danny: No, I wonít.

Phyllis: Really? Well, I'm just gonna camp out here until I see him.

Danny: Well, that's fine, but he's not staying here.

Phyllis: Where's he staying? Tell me where he's staying.

Danny: No, Phyllis. I will not tell you, and you're not gonna do this. You're not gonna force your way in where you are not wanted.

Phyllis: No, no. You listen to me. You just watch me. I'm gonna force my way in. If I have to hire a private detective, that's what I'm gonna do.

Chris: He's staying with me, Phyllis. That's right. Daniel will be staying at my place.


Michael: So what is the next step, Detective?

Hank: You had a chance to talk to your client, counselor. Anything he wants to tell me that'd clear this up, one way or another?

Michael: Well, he's not gonna plead guilty to something he didn't do, if that's what you were hoping. On the other hand, he doesn't currently have a note from his teacher regarding the afternoon of the incident at Marsino's, so, uh, we will be very interested to see your evidence and to hear this witness you say you have.

Hank: Sounds like a typical "see you in court" moment.

Michael: I'd say yes. Now about this bond hearing--

Hank: I canít. Not tonight.

Michael: Because of the fingerprints? Because we're waiting on them from Washington?

Hank: That's right.

Michael: Even though it's unthinkable that you didn't clear them when the grand jury ordered my client to take that blood test in the Lily Winters matter?

Hank: Even though that was months ago, counselor. I still don't know what he's been up to since then.

Michael: You're not gonna ease up on this, are you, detective?

Hank: Why should I? A night in jail's not gonna kill your client.

Michael: That wouldn't be the point now, would it?

Hank: Let's get him booked in and settled down, counselor. You'll have your bail hearing in the morning.

Kevin: No. In the morning? No, no. You said--

Hank: Sergeant?

Kevin: I'm just gonna go, because I'm not gonna be able to do this.

Michael: No, look--Kevin!

Sergeant: I need a hand in here!

Kevin: I can't do this! Mikey, I can't do this!

Michael: Don't hurt the man, okay, officers?

Kevin: Please! Please!

Michael: Calm down. It's gonna be fine. I'm gonna take care of this tomorrow.

Kevin: I can't! I can't!

Michael: You will be out. You will be out, I promise you!

Kevin: I can't do this!

Kevin: No!

Inmate #1: Hey, hey, hey!

Inmate #2: Whoo!

Kevin: No! Michael!

Inmates: (Laughing, taunting)

Kevin: Michael! No! Michael!

Inmate #3: Whoo, whoo, whoo!

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