Wednesday Y&R Transcript 4/14/04

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 4/14/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 4/15/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Nikki: Sharon, you can't possibly think I'm gonna do what you just asked me.

 Sharon: Nikki, I'm begging you.

Nikki: Well, donít. It's not gonna happen.

Sharon: I don't know if I can do this alone.

Nikki: Oh, you shouldn't do it at all.

Sharon: How many times have you told me to get my head together?

Nikki: Looking at a badly decomposed body is not the way.

Sharon: Well, I don't know what other choice I have.

Nikki: How would you even know where the body is?

Sharon: I don't, but Larry does.

Nikki: Oh, my God, you're gonna drag that poor man into this again?

Sharon: I have to!

Nikki: What are you hoping to prove here?

Sharon: I told you I have to be sure that Cameron Kirsten is really dead.

Nikki: And that, looking at the body, will give you peace of mind?

Sharon: Well, it'll help.

Nikki: How? You know, the truth is, you're better off if he's not dead.

Sharon: Better off?

Nikki: Well, yes, then you're not guilty of killing anybody.

Sharon: Oh, gosh, this whole thing is so weird.

Nikki: Yeah, you have really gotten yourself in a bizarre position.

Sharon: I know that, believe me. You don't have to tell me.

Nikki: If you're looking to me to help bail you out, look somewhere else, because youíre personal trauma is more than I can handle right now.


Dru: If you're thinking about drinking that stuff, I highly recommend that you donít.

Jack: Hey, Dru.

Dru: Aren't you in the wrong part of town?

Jack: It's quiet down here. I can think.

Dru: I'm glad I found you.

Jack: Something on your mind?

Dru: Always. I realize we haven't had a chance to talk about the bomb that Victor Newman dropped.

Jack: Well, I guess you heard how that went down.

Dru: Oh, yes, I heard he took the $75 million offer off the table.

Jack: Well, it's fine with me. I'd just as soon go after him in court, anyway.

Dru: So I heard, so I heard. What about the silver bullet, the one that I know can save Jabot?

Jack: What?

Dru: Yeah, I said about the silver bullet, the one...

Jack: Tell me all that you know about Damon Porter.


Phyllis: Damon Porter, you have excellent taste... in desserts, mmm.

Damon: I've had a sweet tooth all my life. That's why I gotta spend so much time in the gym.

Phyllis: Really? Whereas I just, you know...

Damon: You just burn it off in other ways.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm, don't I just?

Damon: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: (Giggles)

Damon: It's so nice to see you smiling.

Phyllis: Wonders never cease.

Damon: So you feeling a little bit more up?

Phyllis: I should ask you the same question.

Damon: Aren't you the human roller coaster ride?

Phyllis: Yeah, welcome to my world. You didn't answer my question.

Damon: Well, after the day you've had, I'm sort of afraid to let you out of my sight.

Phyllis: Oh, okay, well, there's my answer. I know what we're doing after dessert. Your place or mine?

Damon: You know what? Tonight that just won't work for me.


Bobby: I wanna bring out the beautiful, the vivacious Marilyn! (Cheers and applause)

Brittany: You made me love you
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it
you made me want you
and all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it
you made me happy sometimes
you made me glad
but there were times, dear
you made me feel so bad
you made me sigh for... oh, I thought I was alone. I just, uh...

Raul: Babe, your voice is just too beautiful not to be heard.

Brittany: Yeah, sure, just like phantom of the opera.

Raul: Hey, come on, singing is your dream.

Brittany: I have to face reality, Raul. This dream is gone, and it's not coming back.


(Doorbell rings)

Chris: Michael.

Michael: Ooh, cooking. Wonderful, I skipped lunch today.

Chris: Very funny. What do you want?

Michael: To be asked in.

Chris: I'm busy.

Michael: I won't stay long. Come on. Oh, so having a little dinner party?

Chris: No. As you know, Dannyís in town. His son Daniel is staying here with me. I'm feeding them tonight. So what can I do for you?

Michael: I have a big, fat favor to ask.

Chris: Is it business?

Michael: It is.

Chris: Then let me put it this way. Is it appropriate?

Michael: Why not? I need a delay. Kevin Fisher's preliminary hearing, it's scheduled for tomorrow. Will you agree?

Chris: You need a delay, or you want a delay? There's a big difference.

Michael: I need a delay. He still hasn't shown up, and it doesn't look like he will.


Phyllis: Thanks. I understand. Cheer Phyllis up. Strap on the old feed bag.

Damon: No, no, no, no, I'm sorry, baby. It's my fault. I probably should have said something before we started, but I got some stuff to do back in the lab. Maybe later...

Phyllis: Don't worry about it. No, you don't have to explain. Don't worry about it.

Damon: Gimme.

Phyllis: No, let's just call it a night. That's all right.

Damon: Mind what I say. Give me your hand.

Phyllis: Ooh... why, what are you gonna do, read my palm? You see that crease right there with the skull and crossbones? Um, that's my love line. It says "beware."

Damon: This one here?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: My life is a mess right now.

Damon: Hush while I'm kissing on you.

Phyllis: It's a mess. All this stuff with Jack and my career, Kyle, Daniel. You know, it's my son's first day back in town. The child of my loins, and I wouldn't recognize him if he tripped me on the sidewalk.

Damon: You mentioned that to me this morning.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, I'm repeating myself. Sorry, I remember that in the coffeehouse. I tried to get you to make love to me this morning, too, and you turned me down. Wow, I'm striking out. The honeymoon's over, I guess, isn't it?

Damon: You'd better think again.

Phyllis: I can take a hint.

Damon: Well, you're taking the wrong hint if you really think I don't want you.

Phyllis: Oh, duty calls. You'd rather play with your test tubes than play with me.

Damon: The next time we get together, will you remind me to show you how very wrong you are?

Phyllis: I'll hold you to it.

Damon: Oh, please do.

Phyllis: Thank you. You're good for me.

Damon: If I could take you home right now...

Phyllis: Oh, come on, donít. Don't worry about it, all right? I'm just gonna sit here, drink my coffee, and you go play with your beakers and twist 'em around or whatever you do. And I'm gonna sit here and think positive thoughts and go, "om." And, you know... I promise.


Gina: May I help you?

Daniel: I don't know, Aunt Gina, can you?

Gina: Oh, my God!


Chris: Did you explain to your client, your brother, that if he fails to show up at his preliminary hearing he'll be cited?

Michael: I told him.

Chris: A warrant will be issued.

Michael: I told him.

Chris: When they find him, they will probably hold him without bail.

Michael: He knows that.

Chris: And things will get so much worse whether he is guilty or innocent of the crime against Brittany Hodges.

Michael: Christine, he knows all that. What do you want from me? The kid is not very stable. He's frightened, but he's not a moron. He may come to his senses.

Chris: Have you contacted him?

Michael: I canít. I don't know where he is, all right? But he may check in with me, and if he does, I will do my utmost to get him back here. That's a promise. So could I just have a little bit more time?

Chris: If you had a scheduling conflict, a sick relative, a medical emergency, sure, I'd do what I could, but I can't give you a delay to keep your bail-jumping client from looking like a bail jumper.

Michael: For old time's sake?

Chris: You are really pushing the envelope, counselor.

Michael: Oh, lose this "counselor" stuff. This is me. Look, I'm part brother and part lawyer here. I need help on both counts. Please...

Chris: And on both counts I have to say no. I can't hand out favors because he's your brother, and we're friends. And I definitely can't hand out favors because you're the lawyer I'm going to see tomorrow in court, and we're friends.

Michael: (Quacks) you'd still go duck hunting with me, wouldn't you?

Chris: Don't try and be funny. It's not gonna work.

Michael: Okay, so you're gonna stay in uniform. You're gonna play by the rules in their absolute strictest interpretation. It's okay, you can do that. A prosecutor doesn't need feelings, doesn't need to have a heart.

Chris: Michael!

Michael: No, Christine, I mean it. You have to stay detached in order to apply the law equally.

Michael: We defense attorneys, we can allow feelings into the equation. We can talk about what's fair, what isn't fair, what's good, what's the right thing to do. A prosecutor just looks in the book. This is legal, or this is not legal.

Chris: You come here and insult me?

Michael: It's not an insult, not at all. It's the difference between your side of the fence and my side of the fence.

Chris: I'm sorry your brother is flake, I am, and I'm sure it hurts to think of him behind bars, but almost everybody at Walworth has a brother or a sister. I cannot make an exception for Kevin.

Michael: What if you talked to your boss?

Chris: Glenn? Are you kidding me? He would never go for it. (Doorbell rings)

Chris: Excuse me.

Chris: You're not gonna believe this.

Michael: What?

Chris: Speak of the devil. Glenn, come on in.

Glenn: Hello, Christine. I don't mean to impose, but there are a few details I need to go over in regard... what is he doing here?


Sharon: I know my timing is terrible, Nikki, and I'm sorry to be so insensitive.

Nikki: I don't have a clue how to help you.

Sharon: I guess I was just grasping at straws. Anyway, you have your own problems.

Nikki: The more time that passes that I don't hear from Victor, the more worried I get.

Sharon: You haven't talked to him since?

Nikki: Sharon, I told you he wouldn't talk to me last night, and he must have gotten up at the crack of dawn, because he was already gone by the time I woke up. Now you haven't talked to him, right?

Sharon: Me? No, why?

Nikki: Well, I know the two of you are close. Maybe he confided in you.

Sharon: Victor hasn't confided in me in a very long time.

Nikki: Okay, well, I had to ask.

Sharon: Of course you did, and I wish I had answers for you, Nikki, I really do.

Nikki: You know, I honestly believe you do.

Sharon: I don't want to see anything happen to you and Victor. That would be so terrible for this family after everything.

Nikki: I wonder when it's all gonna end. There's just been one disaster after another.

Sharon: Well, the family would be a lot more torn apart if it weren't for you and Victor and how strong you are, and I really think you can weather this.

Nikki: Maybe, but I'm counting on you. I may need your help.


Gina: Oh, my goodness, just look at you.

Daniel: I canít. I don't have a mirror.

Gina: You're just like your e-mails. You're a real smart aleck. You look so great.

Daniel: Oh, it's good to see you, too, Aunt Gina.

Gina: You know, the photographs your Dad showed me, I had no idea you've grown up so much.

Daniel: And you're just as pretty as I remember.

Gina: Oh, you've got a real silver tongue.

Daniel: Actually, you know what? I only can stay a sec. My Dad's waiting outside. I just wanted to come in and say hi.

Gina: That's a great idea, and we'll all get together and celebrate your homecoming real soon, all right?

Daniel: I can't wait.

Gina: I'll call you.

Phyllis: Who was that?


Dru: So why are you asking me about Damon?

Jack: What do you know about him?

Dru: About as much as you do. That he's an excellent chemist. He has a horse farm in Georgia.

Jack: I'm looking for something more personal.

Dru: You mean, like does he wear boxers or skivvies, that sort of thing?

Jack: I think you know exactly what I'm after.

Dru: I think you should be more specific.

Jack: I hear he's quite facile with the ladies.

Dru: I wouldn't know. I'm a married woman.

Jack: Well, you've certainly spent a great deal more time around him than I have.

Dru: No, not really.

Jack: Okay, I'll get to the point.

Dru: Please do.

Jack: What is Porter's relationship with Phyllis?

Dru: I think we both know that they're very good friends, Jack.

Jack: And that's all?

Dru: Do you know something I don't?

Jack: You're answering a question with a question.

Dru: So I am. Where is all of this coming from?

Jack: Curiosity.

Dru: And what exactly is your curiosity?

Jack: Simple. Is their relationship platonic, or is it something more?

Dru: I really couldn't tell you.

Jack: I just saw the two of them holding hands in the dining room of the Athletic Club.

Dru: Well, perhaps he was admiring her nail polish.

Jack: Oh, it seemed pretty cozy.

Dru: You know, Jack, just because two people are holding hands, it's not an indication there's a red-hot romance going on.

Jack: From all I could see, I'd say they're involved, and from all I can see here, you know a hell of a lot more than you're admitting.

Dru: I'm not admitting to anything.

Jack: Then why the look on your face?

Dru: What look?

Jack: The look that tells me you're hedging.

Dru: Hedging? Oh, Jack, you're divorcing the woman, right?

Jack: That is irrelevant.

Dru: You know, I don't know why you would care what she's doing with whom. You're better off without her. Can I just say that?

Jack: Since when do you tell me who I'm better off with or with--

Dru: I'm just saying she has caused you nothing but grief.

Jack: That is between Phyllis and me.

Dru: Exactly, so leave me out of the equation.

Jack: Then the two of them are involved.

Dru: I didn't say that.

Jack: You didn't have to, sweetheart. Well, forget it. I'll go right to the source.


Brittany: Thanks. That was great.

Raul: What a guy. I'm a real whiz at the microwave, huh? Hey, are you here or you somewhere else?

Brittany: Do you think J.T. is hitting all the 4-star places in L.A.?

Raul: Not unless they're serving hot dogs. He's a dude of simple tastes, that guy.

Brittany: What a kick to be sitting at a table next to a movie star, and it's just, like, normal.

Raul: Yeah, I don't really see J.T. Getting a big head.

Brittany: Do you think he's been in the studio yet?

Raul: I would think they'd lay something down where they could listen to it.

Brittany: With studio musicians behind him? Can you imagine what that must be like? Guys that have played for the big names laying down tracks for you, and then you all go in the booth and listen to it and turn it up real loud.

Raul: Yeah, and the whole time you're thinking, wow, is that really, really me?

Brittany: Yeah, well, it isn't, not this me, anyway.

Raul: Britt, are you feeling bad because J.T. got the break?

Brittany: Well, he didn't have to take off his clothes in front of anyone to get there, did he?

Raul: Baby, J.T. was at right place at the right time. He just happened to be singing when a talent scout came through the place. There's gonna be other places, other times.

Brittany: Yeah, right, for him, maybe.

Brittany: Look, don't get me wrong. I'm really happy for J.T.

Brittany: You know that fantasy I told you about? Me cruising down the highway and turning on the radio, grooving to a hit song, and it's me. The voice on the radio, it's my voice. I just think that would be the most incredible thing.

Brittany: But if it can't be me, let it be J.T. What the heck? When the song comes on, I can say, "hey, I know that guy."

Raul: In a recording studio the only thing they care about is how you sing. So make a hit and go on the road. You know how it is at big concerts anyway, right? You got the big lights on you. You got wigs, makeup. The audience is way the hell over there. Who's gonna see?

Brittany: Wait a minute. Are you telling me that if Madonna or Britney Spears had a big old scar on the side of their face, that no one would notice, they'd still be megastars? Get real, Raul.


Michael: Hello, Glenn.

Glenn: I asked what Michael Baldwin was doing here.

Michael: We're talking.

Chris: I'll handle it, Michael.

Glenn: You better, Christine. Tomorrow morning you're in court at a preliminary hearing with this man on the other side of the room. Yet here you are talking the night before?

Chris: There is no conflict, take my word for it.

Glenn: There doesn't need to be, and you know that, merely the appearance of one.

Michael: For heaven's sakes, Glenn, we're in the lady's living room. We're not in public.

Glenn: It doesn't matter, counselor.

Michael: Counselor...

Glenn: What? What's your problem?

Michael: Glenn, I don't know what you're assuming, but I have to tell you, you're way off base. This is not a social call. Christine did not invite me over here. I just showed up, and I insisted on being able to talk to the woman.

Glenn: Which would never have worked if there wasn't a relationship.

Michael: A relationship? Is that what you're worried about, a relationship? Are you getting dirty-minded on us, Glenn?

Glenn: I know you two are close.

Michael: Were. I came here to see if she'd agree to a delay. I don't want to have this hearing tomorrow.

Glenn: Why not?

Michael: The timing's bad. Look, let's deal with the issues one at a time. Christine and I are not hobnobbing. We're not being intimate. We are not conspiring to circumvent either the spirit or the letter of the law.

Glenn: You couldn't have phoned?

Michael: Hey, you can break the law over the phone. No, I wanted to come over.

Glenn: Okay, now will you answer my question? Why do you need a delay?

Michael: My client is nowhere to be found.

Glenn: He wants a delay so his client can sashay into court on his own schedule whenever he feels like it.

Chris: I turned him do, Glenn.

Michael: She turned me down cold. I was asking her if she thought that maybe you'd okay it, and that's why we were talking about you when you so miraculously showed up.

Glenn: And here's my answer. No way. Look, I read the transcript from the Kevin Fisher bond hearing. I know he's your brother.

Michael: Half brother.

Glenn: Whatever. Christine, would you please ask Mr. Baldwin to leave? I need to speak to you.

Chris: Michael...

Michael: No, say no more. Thanks for nothing, you two.

Glenn: Christine, what are you thinking, what?


Phyllis: Did you hear me? Are you deaf?

Gina: I saw you sitting over there having dinner. Was it good?

Phyllis: Why are you ignoring my question? Are you purposely not answering me?

Gina: What question?

Phyllis: You know what question. Who was that? The boy you were just talking to, the one who just left-- who was it?

Gina: Honey, I'm not sure who you mean.

Phyllis: You know who I mean, Gina. That tall blond-haired boy in his mid-teens.

Gina: What's the matter? Didn't Mr. Porter pan out for you?

Phyllis: I swear to God, I'll strangle you right here in front of everybody.

Gina: Yeah, yeah, right, with one hand tied behind your back, sure.

Phyllis: Answer my question.

Gina: I've, um... I've got a lot of customers I have to take care of.

Phyllis: It was Daniel. It was Daniel, wasn't it? I want you to look me in the eyes and deny it.


Sharon: If I can help somehow, I want to, though I have no idea what I can do.

Nikki: Well, I don't either, but can I count on you?

Sharon: Yes, of course you can. Have you called the airport to see if Victor left town?

Nikki: The jet's there, but no flight plans have been filed.

Sharon: Well, that has to be a relief.

Nikki: I guess so.

Sharon: At least he's not planning on leaving town.

Nikki: Not on the jet, anyway.

Sharon: He's not going to take off. He has way too much to deal with here. And besides, is he allowed to leave town while he's still on probation?

Nikki: I don't know. I didn't even think about that.

Sharon: Well, right now, Nikki, I'm more worried about you.

Nikki: I am at the end of my rope, that's for sure.

Sharon: I'm sorry. I really am, and I know that I've only made matters worse.

Nikki: You know, you're being awfully conciliatory now that you don't have anything to hold over my head anymore. Now that Victor knows the truth, you can't blackmail me with what you know about Abby.

Sharon: Why would you bring that up? Why now? I just told you I would do anything I can to help. I thought that was what you wanted. Or do you like it better when we're at swords' points?


Gina: I don't know why you would assume that.

Phyllis: Oh, my God. That was Daniel. I'm right. That was Daniel.

Gina: Phyllis, it's too late. He's gone.

Phyllis: What do you mean, he's gone?

Gina: Danny picked him up outside the restaurant.

Phyllis: Where'd they go?

Gina: I don't know.

Phyllis: Why didn't you tell me? I could have followed them. I could have caught up with them. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wh,, wait a second. This is part of your conspiracy, isn't it?

Gina: What? Just for once in your life, just can't you be reasonable?

Phyllis: Be reasonable? I haven't seen my son in years.

Gina: I happen to know that you've discussed all this with Daniel. Now he has asked you to please let him handle things his own way.

Phyllis: In the meantime, Danielís visit comes, and it goes, and I'm left out in the cold again.

Gina: Phyllis, the boy just got here. Will you just give him some time? Now Danny said he was going to try to change things between you and your son.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, I'm sure he will.

Gina: And I'm sure he will.

Phyllis: Oh, right, that makes one of us.

Gina: When my brother gives his word, he keeps it, and he certainly doesn't need you hounding him. Just leave it be, okay?

Phyllis: You couldn't possibly understand what I'm going through.

Gina: Oh, I understand plenty, my dear, and you are going to wreck every chance you've got of reconnecting with your son if you can't be patient.

Phyllis: Oh, thank you, Gina, for your unsolicited advice.

Gina: Well, I tried.

Phyllis: Yeah, you know what? You don't get to make that decision you or anyone else. I'm gonna see my son. I'm gonna see my son tonight.

Gina: You did see him, and you saw him from a safe distance. Now why can't that be enough for you right now? So he'll be in a better frame of mind when his Dad tries to work on him, for God's sake. And don't try to pull any sneak attack on them either. What?

Phyllis: I saw my son.

Phyllis: I saw my son right now. Gina, heís... he's so handsome. He's so handsome and big. I saw my son.

Gina: I know, I know. Phyllis, I know you're not gonna believe me, but I really want this to work out for you. I really do.

Phyllis: I gotta go.

Gina: Please, Phyllis, please, would you just listen to me? Please, let things be. Don't force it.

Phyllis: I gotta go.

Gina: Please, Phyllis!


Damon: Should my ears be burning?

Jack: Maybe so.

Damon: Aha, well, I've got a few things I need to take care of here. That might take a little while. Excuse me.

Dru: Sure, it's your office. Jack and I were just leaving because we know how you temperamental geniuses are having us civilians just breathing down your necks, so we're gonna go.

Damon: No, no, y'all are free to hang around as long as you like.

Dru: Well, listen, we have some business to discuss, and Jack was gonna treat me to a cup of coffee--

Jack: You know, Damon, when I saw you at the club earlier, I couldn't help but get the feeling you were waiting for someone.

Damon: No, but why the accusatory tone, Jack?

Jack: Gee, I don't know. Why would I accuse you of anything?

Damon: You tell me.

Dru: Okay, um, Damon, Jack saw you holding Phyllis' hands.


Raul: Stars are not stars because of their looks-- not singers, anyway.

Brittany: Don't kid yourself. It helps a lot.

Raul: Okay, okay, well, then how about those chicks that sing backup? That's all about the sound. 'Cause they are great singers who just didn't win the lottery, you know? They're not out in front with their name in lights. But they're still in the game. They're still up on that stage, having the time of their lives, hitting the high notes.

Brittany: Raul, it's too competitive. You have got to be perfect, or someone else will be.

Raul: Seriously, you gotta shut that voice up.

Brittany: What voice?

Raul: The one that keeps telling you that it can't happen.

Brittany: The voice knows what it's talking about, Raul.

Raul: No. You know what? Say, "yes, it can happen." Come on. You know what? I can help you as much as I can, but you gotta say, "yes, it can happen. My dreams will come true."

Brittany: Raul, donít.

Raul: No, no, I wanna hear you say it. "It can happen." Come on. "It can happen." It can happen, baby, if you want it badly enough. Say it. Come on. Say it. Say it.

Brittany: Yeah, it can happen. 'Cause my boyfriend's a nutcase who believes in magic.

Raul: No, not magic. You. I believe in you.


Chris: Glenn, you are overreacting. Michael is a defense lawyer. They'll try anything to get their clients off. He tried and he failed. I told him no extension, no rescheduling, and as Michael pointed out, we are in my living room. It's not like we're out at some bar, getting publicly drunk together.

Glenn: Christine, you can't minimize this.

Chris: Next time I will be more careful. Now to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?

Glenn: Kevin Fisher. You failed to get him held without bond last time. This time, it should be a whole lot easier.

Chris: You mean if he doesn't show up for his hearing tomorrow.

Glenn: Exactly. Christine, I want Kevin Fisher behind bars. My job rating depends on getting dangerous people off the streets so the good citizens of Genoa City can go about their daily business in safety.

Chris: He is allegedly a dangerous person.

Glenn: And he will get to face his charges in the fairest legal system known to man.

Chris: In which people are not incarcerated without reason.

Glenn: In my world, bail jumpers go to jail.

Chris: He is not a bail jumper yet.

Glenn: That's right, but he doesn't get more time to think about coming to court, no more than anyone else. And I hope I don't have to say that again, Christine.

Chris: You'll be glad to know I told Michael the same thing. Why are you doing this?

Glenn: Because I want it to be crystal clear who's calling the shots in our office, and it's me.

Chris: I have never questioned that.

Glenn: You know, if it wasn't the night before the hearing, I would yank you off this case.

Chris: Believe me, nothing would make me happier.

Glenn: It's too late. This kid doesn't show, you throw the book at him, Christine.


Damon: Would you like to talk, Jack?

Jack: Yeah. Yeah, I'd love to talk. Perhaps you could explain to me how it is you and my wife were holding hands.

Damon: Ex-wife, I believe.

Jack: You know, it's not quite official.

Damon: Perhaps not, but her whole world has been turned upside down.

Jack: Oh, then you're there to comfort her in her time of need.

Damon: I am a friend to her, which is something she is desperately in need of.

Dru: We are all grown-ups here, gentlemen. Perhaps we could just--

Jack: Shut up, Dru. You know what really bugs me here?

Damon: What's that, sir?

Jack: If I hadn't left my glasses behind, I still wouldn't know about this.

Damon: Know about what, Jack? A couple of friends having a conversation?

Jack: I didn't even realize you and my wife had a social relationship.

Damon: I apologize. Perhaps I should have told you.

Jack: Perhaps you should have.

Damon: So what are you saying, sir? That you're divorcing Phyllis, but she has no right to see other men?

Jack: That is not the point.

Damon: What is the point, sir?

Jack: The point is you say next to me in that bar and listened to me pour my heart out-- how hard this separation with Phyllis has been on me, how difficult it's been to see her get on with her life. Little did I know how well she was getting on with her life. Any of this sound familiar?! You remember? You pretended to sympathize with me.

Damon: No, I do sympathize with you.

Jack: Oh, give me a break. You let me sit there and make a fool of myself.

Damon: It was not my intention--

Jack: Then perhaps you should have told me the woman we were talking about was someone you were involved with.

Dru: Will you stop fussing and fighting? We have bigger fish to fry, folks, other than talking about Phyllis. We need to strategize, build strategy around our research product.

Jack: What product would that be?

Dru: Jack, we support you in your effort in fighting Victor Newman for a better settlement, the same way that we know you support us with our hair straightening product.

Jack: That project is dead, Dru.

Dru: What?

Jack: You heard me. It's finished. It's dead and buried.


Nikki: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just--I'm not handling this very well.

Sharon: Well, I know all about that-- not handling things well.

Nikki: Yeah, you do. That's an understatement.

Sharon: I'm barely holding it together.

Nikki: You know, Sharon, you're gonna have to do better.

Sharon: Well, if it weren't for Grace getting all involved, going to Nick and then the police all because of that stupid sketch...

Nikki: I don't think that Grace is your problem. I think it's your guilt.

Sharon: Exactly. I feel like I'm losing my mind. But if I can be sure it's Cameronís body, then I'll know that I'm losing it, and I will get help.

Nikki: Oh, lord, we're back to this again.

Sharon: Please, Nikki, I have to do it.

Nikki: The police are investigating you. What if you're followed?

Sharon: Well, that's a risk I have to take. I've already made plans to meet Larry.

Nikki: What?! You have? Where are you meeting him?

Sharon: At the Lakeside Sports Bar. He's on his way there now on his motorcycle, and I just wanna get this over with.

Nikki: No, no, you cannot go there alone. Are you insane?

Sharon: Nikki, I'll be all right. Um, I had no idea that you were going through all this, and I shouldn't have bothered you.

Nikki: Wait, wait, wait, Sharon, will you wait? You can't go there alone. Do you hear me? You canít.

Sharon: But, Nikki--

Nikki: Sharon there is no way I'm gonna let you do this...

Nikki: Oh, God, help me. I guess I'm coming with you.


 (Doorbell rings)

Christine: I almost didn't answer the door.

Phyllis: Where's my son? Where is Daniel? I want to see him.

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

Nikki: Where is it? Where's the body?

Larry: Think down.

Nikki: You want us to go down there?


Phyllis: If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't feel abandoned by his mother.

Chris: Are you threatening me? Oh, I hope so.

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