Monday Y&R Transcript 5/3/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 5/3/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 5/4/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Brad: Come on in, J.T.

J.T.: Thanks, Mr. Carlton. I was kinda surprised to hear from you. I hope it's nothing serious.

Brad: Well, you tell me. I'm concerned about Colleen.

J.T.: Why?

Brad: Do you really have to ask?

J.T.: Well, I mean, neither one of us expected me to have a music career all of a sudden, if that's what you mean.

Brad: That's what I mean.

J.T.: Yeah, but it's not bad for Colleen.

Brad: Are you sure about that, J.T.?

J.T.: Yeah.

Brad: Something's bothering her, and I suspect it has to do with you. Your availability maybe?

J.T.: Yeah, I'm busy, sure, but I still got time for her. Look, I'm not brushing your daughter off, Mr. Carlton. I'm not turning into some bigheaded rock star. It's still me.

Brad: Look, J.T., Your life is going to be different now, and colleen is still in high school. She has a full-time job, which means getting her education, hanging out with her friends and growing up in general. She can't go on this big, new thrilling ride with you.

J.T.: Wait a minute. What are you saying, Mr. Carlton? Are you telling her to stay away from me? Are you breaking us up?


Colleen: Thank you. Just put it on my Dad's tab. Shiloh?

Shiloh: Colleen, hi. How are you?

Colleen: I'm fine. What are you doing in town?

Shiloh: What else? I'm here to see J.T.

Colleen: Oh, you were just here a few days ago.

Shiloh: Yeah, well, I'd thought I'd fly up and see how he's doing. I had some free time. Plus, I wanted to give him the news in person.

Colleen: What news?

Shiloh: Sit down. I'll fill you in. Beach Front Records is throwing J.T. A party in L.A. next week.

Colleen: Wow. For what?

Shiloh: To celebrate the official release of his first single.

Colleen: Oh, my gosh. Does he know yet?

Shiloh: I told him this morning.

Colleen: Oh, I wonder why he hasn't called me.

Shiloh: Well, he's probably too caught up in the excitement.

Colleen: Yeah, that must be it. I'm sure.


Dru: Hi. How much do I owe you?

Diane: Drucilla, how did it go? Was your stylist able to help you out?

Dru: Yeah, Marneís made it presentable.

Diane: It'll grow back, you know?

Dru: My hair grows back really slowly. We'll have to wait and see, so...

Diane: Are you telling me this might be permanent?

Dru: Can we change the subject, Diane? I see you're still here.

Diane: Oh, come on. After that last little zinger you gave me, how could I not be?

Dru: You mean about you and Damon in the bed?

Diane: Drucilla.

Dru: Don't be a prude with me.

Diane: I'm not a prude.

Dru: I mean, you're available, he's available.

Diane: Tell Phyllis that.

Dru: We are going to give her royal nastiness a message she'll never forget.

Diane: You're serious, aren't you?

Dru: As a heart attack.


Phyllis: You know, what we just did, um... is that called a "nooner"?

Damon: A nooner?

Phyllis: Uh-huh.

Damon: I reckon that would depend on the time of day.

Phyllis: Oh, well, anytime is good for me.

Damon: Give me that.

Phyllis: You're brushing my hair.

Phyllis: If I were a pussycat, right now I'd be purring.


Michael: Excuse me, nurse. I need to see my brother.

Nurse: Is he a patient?

Michael: Yes. Yeah, I received a call that he's here. Kevin Fisher.

Nurse: I just came on. I'll have to check.

Michael: Please, and hurry. I was told that he was hurt badly.

Hank: Excuse me, nurse. I can handle this. Thank you.

Michael: Where is he?

Hank: Surgery.

Michael: Why, what happened? Did he try and kill himself?

Hank: No, no, he was treated to what they call a blanket party.

Michael: Refresh my memory.

Hank: Inmates throw a blanket over your head, then beat you. That way you literally can't identify the person who hit you.

Michael: Great. Just great. You said it was bad.

Hank: He took several blows to the head.

Michael: What are they doing?

Hank: Relieving pressure on the brain is what I was told.

Michael: How long have they been in there?

Hank: Awhile. We should hear something soon.

Michael: Oh, "we." What, suddenly you're concerned about my brother's welfare? Don't you think it's a little late, Detective? Oh, but then it's not Kevin that you're worried about. It's the big, fat lawsuit that I'm gonna hit your department with if that boy in there doesn't get better quick.


Colleen: So how long is J.T. gonna be in los angeles?

Shiloh: That's hard to say-- could be a couple days, maybe longer.

Colleen: How much longer?

Shiloh: You would like to come with him.

Colleen: J.T. said I could.

Shiloh: I think you and i need to have a talk.

Colleen: Okay.

Shiloh: Things are really starting to happen for J.T. I've been in this business for awhile, but his career is really taking off fast.

Colleen: Yeah, he's very talented.

Shiloh: He's incredibly talented. But it takes more than that to make it to the top. It takes a lot of hard work, more than you could imagine.

Colleen: Why are you telling me this?

Shiloh: Because I want you to be prepared. The next few months are gonna be crazy. J.T. is gonna be flying out to L.A. More and more. After that, there'll be promotions, maybe a tour. That means a lot of late nights on the road, living out of a suitcase. His entire life is about to change.

Colleen: Yeah, I realize that.

Shiloh: Yeah, I know you do. But you're used to having things a certain way. You like having J.T. Around. I totally understand that. But a part of growing up, Colleen, is realizing that change is inevitable.

Colleen: Stop talking to me like I'm a little kid.

Shiloh: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.

Colleen: Why don't you just come out and say it?

Shiloh: I'm not sure what you mean.

Colleen: Just admit what this is really about. You want me to break up with J.T.


Brad: No, J.T., I'm not ready to interfere to that extent-- keeping you and Colleen apart-- not yet.

J.T.: But you think you might have to?

Brad: Only to prevent my daughter from getting hurt.

J.T.: Oh, come on.

Brad: And when I say that, I don't think you would ever want to hurt her, not intentionally.

J.T.: Or even by accident. I would never do something like that.

Brad: J.T., What you're going through right now is, to a large extent, out of your control. You're in the hands of other people. They tell you where to go, what to do and when.

J.T.: What does that have to do withó

Brad: They are helping you build your career. They are not helping you maintain a healthy relationship with a young girl who worships you. And they shouldnít. It's not their job.

J.T.: Mr. Carlton, you're acting like I'm a slave. I love your daughter, that means I'm gonna include her in my life. I'm gonna make time for her.

Brad: You're not hearing me.

J.T.: No, I am.

Brad: No, you're not. Have a seat.

Brad: What you're saying sounds great, and I believe that you mean it. But the fact is, you're not going to be able to give Colleen the time she needs.

J.T.: That's not true, Mr. Carlton. I am there for her.

Brad: J.T., Just let me finish. You're going to be with other people in other places, and let's face it, you're going to be living life in the fast lane. Now I don't know what the answer is. I'm not sure what to do. But I am sure that I don't want my daughter wasting precious months of her young life wondering where you are...

J.T.: She's not wasting... Mr. Carlton, cut this--

Brad: What you're doing and when you're coming back. Am I getting through to you? Do you understand my concern?

J.T.: Look, I have this thing in L.A. It's a really big deal. And I was kinda hopin' Colleen could come out there with me.

Brad: J.T., You're not getting it.

J.T.: It would be a good trip for her. She'd feel included.

Brad: This is exactly what I'm talking about.

J.T.: I don't understand--

Brad: Colleen cannot be flying around the country chasing you around while you pursue your singing career.

J.T.: Well, can't we just try it once and see what happens?

Brad: Look, even if I said...

Brad: No. No, I'm sorry, J.T., But it's not practical. You're going to have to learn that not everyone can come along with you on this journey of yours. Some people are going to be left behind.

J.T.: Oh, and you think colleen's one of them, huh?

Brad: You should've seen her when you were gone-- how sad she was, how afraid of losing you.

J.T.: I know, I know she told me about that. How she thought I might forget about her. But I told her that's never gonna happen.

Brad: I don't think you realize how much time you're going to be spending apart.

J.T.: Mr. Carlton, what are you saying, that I should forget about her now instead of later? Look, I'm sorry, but I canít. And I know she can't go everywhere with me. I understand that. But if she could just, I don't know, every once in awhile just go to something like the thing in L.A., Just to feel included, then the rest of the time she can be here living her life. It could work.


Nick: All right, wait, just hold on a second.

Victor: You hear me out. Then you can talk. To be frank with you, I was hoping that if we worked together on this project, you and I could undo a lot of the mistrust that was created by you going to the federal authorities and turning me in.

Victor: If we work together on this, we can achieve what I think we both want-- to heal the rift that exists between us. I think it'll be good for the family, be good for the community. And eventually, it might lead to you being reinstated as one of the top executives at Newman Enterprises, perhaps even the C.E.O.

Nick: You're kidding, right? I mean, you didn't honestly think that I would accept this, did you?

Victor: Why do you think I brought it up to you?


Dru: There you go. Thank you.

Diane: I thought you were--

Dru: Joking? Joking? Mother doesn't joke. This is very serious, Diane.

Diane: Seducing a coworker.

Dru: I can think of six reasons why you can't afford not to have that man in your bed.

Diane: Well, I know your first reason.

Dru: Right, to wipe the smirk off of Phyllis' face, which, by the way, I can't imagine you wouldn't enjoy that as well, given the history between the two of you.

Diane: Well, that's true. Who better?

Dru: Kill or be killed. Pardon me.

Diane: So you see phyllis as a threat to your career.

Dru: To jabot. That woman would steal damon porter from jabot and deliver him to newman enterprises so fast it'd make your head spin.

Diane: Oh, that wouldn't be good for Jabot's R&D.

Dru: It would be disastrous, not only for the company, but--

Diane: Oh, yes, yes, for you personally, drucilla. I get that.

Dru: Yeah, you know, if I weren't a happy newlywed, well, I wouldn't need you, would I? No offense.

Diane: (Laughs) okay, none taken. So I've heard the reasons why you want me to interfere in their little love fest. Well, I have a question for you.

Dru: Shoot.

Diane: What's in it for Diane?


Phyllis: What do you wanna do for an encore?

Damon: You wanna go out, get something to eat?

Phyllis: No, I'd rather just be here with you.

Damon: All right, then, shall I put on some music?

Phyllis: No.

Damon: Okay, may I... pour you a glass of wine?

Phyllis: No.

Damon: Vodka, gin, herbal tea?

Phyllis: No, no, no, no, no. Everything I need is right here.

Damon: Well, you know, darlin', we're gonna have to come up for air sometime.

Phyllis: Yeah, you think? But in the meantime, I'm just happy and content to be with you.

Damon: (Moans)

Damon: Unh-unh-unh.

Phyllis: What?

Damon: What's the matter? What are you thinkin' about?

Phyllis: I don't want to spoil the mood.

Damon: Well, that's too bad, 'cause now I'm curious.

Phyllis: I know, right? Right. I was thinking about, um... I was thinking about you going back to work.

Damon: Talking about Jack?

Phyllis: Yeah. I think you underestimate how upset he can get.

Damon: He's a reasonable man. I mean, I realize he wasn't particularly happy about our relationship, but--

Phyllis: Oh, come on, Damon, you know, that's putting it mildly.

Damon: Perhaps we shouldn't have flaunted it quite so much.

Phyllis: We didn't flaunt it. What?

Damon: Baby, we were hardly discreet.

Phyllis: Oh, well, all right.

Damon: If you're worried about him firing me, I doubt it'll come to that.

Phyllis: I wouldn't be so sure.

Damon: Why do you say that?

Phyllis: Because I know what Jack and I had. I planned to spend the rest of my life with him. I mean, it was a blow to us when we realized we were about to become a statistic.

Phyllis: Even after Jack and I broke up, I held out hope for weeks. I realized it was a lost cause that we'd never... get that-- that thing that we had, we'd never get it back.

Damon: Never get what thing back?

Phyllis: That magic that made us so good together.


Hank: I'll tell you something, Baldwin. If Mr. Fisher had returned for his preliminary hearing, he would have remained out on bail and this wouldn't have happened.

Michael: Oh, oh, oh, so he brought it on himself. What a convenient concept that is for you. I warned you.

Hank: You asked for a suicide watch.

Michael: I told you he was vulnerable in there. I told you to keep an eye on him.

Hank: As if I don't have other things to do.

Michael: There are ways! You could have put him in there with model citizens, white-collar criminals. Hey, here's a concept-- by himself. Would that have been too difficult?

Hank: Look, after our conversation, I did follow through. I intended to move him.

Michael: Oh, but it was already too late. The apes in his cell had already beat up on him, is that it?!

Hank: I understand that you're angry, Baldwin. Incarceration is no one's idea of a good time.

Michael: Oh, but it's supposed to be safe time! Remember, or haven't you read your constitution lately?

Hank: Dr. Walker, how's it going with Kevin Fisher?

Reese: Well, not very well.


Brad: All right, J.T., Stop trying to sell me on Colleen going with you.

J.T.:Mr. Carlton, come on. It's a perfect idea. Could you just think about it?

Brad: Stop talking. I'm gonna let her go on one condition.

J.T.: What's that?

Brad: I go with you.

J.T.: With us?

Brad: Don't worry. I won't feel out of place.

J.T.: Look, if it's that you're worried about, you know, not trusting me, we're gonna get separate rooms and everything like that.

Brad: J.T., It's my way or forget it. I wanna be there if my daughter needs me.

J.T.: Well, if that's the bottom line, then you got it. I'll have "my people" take care of you, get you in and everything.

Brad: Oh, your people.

J.T.: My peeps.

Brad: Yeah, you better watch that peeps stuff, superstar.

J.T.: Hey, don't worry. It hasn't gone to my head.

Brad: Oh, don't you worry. Colleen and I won't let it go to your head. All right, I have a meeting to get to.

J.T.: Hey, you mind if I wait for Colleen?

Brad: Not at all. Get me a schedule, and do me a favor-- remind Colleen about the mother's day brunch.

J.T.: You got it.


Shiloh: I'm sorry if I upset you.

Colleen: Why are you acting like I'm some anchor around J.T.'s neck?

Shiloh: Trying to launch a music career is tough enough. It's a 24-hour, 7-day-a-week commitment, and to have a relationship on top of that...

Colleen: Not to be rude or anything, but why is J.T.'s love life any of your business?

Shiloh: Everything about J.T. is my business. Beach Front Records is investing a lot of time and money into him. We want it to pay off.

Colleen: And that can't happen if I'm in the picture.

Shiloh: It'll be more difficult.

Colleen: More difficult how?

Shiloh: J.T. cares deeply about you, that was obvious the whole time we were in L.A. He wouldn't stop thinking about you.

Colleen: We love each other very much.

Shiloh: And that's wonderful. What you two have is very special. But I need J.T. To be focused on one thing right now, that's his music. If he's gonna make it to the top, he can't be distracted by anything else-- not school, family or you. I'm sorry if that hurts you.

Colleen: Actually, I said pretty much the same thing to him myself.

Shiloh: You did?

Colleen: Mm-hmm.

Shiloh: And what did he say?

Colleen: That we will find a way to make it work.

Shiloh: Maybe he's right. I'm just telling you what I've seen happen with other artists. I want you to be prepared.

Colleen: You're sure that's all it is?

Shiloh: What are you asking me, Colleen?

Colleen: Are you interested in J.T.?

Shiloh: I care about him as a client.

Colleen: And that's all?

Shiloh: I discovered him. If he looks good, I look good. Look, I can't tell J.T. what to do. And I certainly can't tell him to break it off with you. But I can offer my advice. And the fact that you've already spoken to him about this... seems to me like we're on the same page.


Reese: Detective, my understanding is that the patient was in police custody.

Hank: Yeah, doc. That's true.

Reese: Well, I have to say, I'm glad this is the exception and not the rule. Your department rarely sends us detainees in this condition.

Michael: Well, don't worry about the police department's liability, doctor. I'll take care of that. But please, right now, Iím Kevin Fisher's brother-- Michael Baldwin. How bad is it?

Reese: Well, your brother was beaten with fists and feet. Now his spleen doesn't seem to have ruptured, so internal bleeding is apparently limited if there's any at all-- multiple contusions, lacerations.

Michael: Well, none of that sounds life threatening. Please, what about his head?

Reese: Well, that's what has us worried. I could give you a lot of technical terms but it boils--

Michael: Look, I'd like to hear it all.

Reese: All right, when the cerebral perfusion pressure is lower than 70 millimeters of mercury, the patient is at a high risk for ischemia, which is the loss of blood supply to the brain. Now your brother's C.P.P. was under 50.

Michael: Is that too low?

Reese: It is. Now the surgeon's job is to lower the intracranial pressure by reducing the fluid volume and swelling in the brain. Now at the same time, we try to elevate the mean arterial blood pressure with norepinephrine and/or dopamine, so that the blood flow can be maintained to the brain to prevent starving the brain of blood and oxygen.

Michael: I'm sorry. I admit it, um... I'm mystified.

Reese: It's a balancing act. And we are heading into a very watchful phase right now. The surgeons have done all they can about the pressure. Your brother's still alive, which means, among other things, the swelling didn't cause the brain to herniate or push through the lower back portion of the skull. Now I do wish I could give you a more definitive prognosis, Mr. Baldwin.

Michael: Well, go attend to him. I mean, standing around here talking isn't doing him any good. But thank you, doctor. And please... never mind. I know you're doing all you can.

Michael: I just hope it's enough.


Phyllis: All right. Enough, enough, enough. You don't want to hear me go on and on about Jack.

Damon: I don't mind.

Phyllis: Doesn't bother you?

Damon: I'm glad you're able to talk to me about it. It makes you all that much more attractive to me that you're free to feel so passionately.

Phyllis: I failed.

Damon: Nobody likes to fail, darlin'.

Phyllis: Well, that's why it s so important for me to establish some sort of relationship with daniel.

Damon: Look, here. When that boy starts to get to know the Phyllis I'm gettin' to know, he ain't gonna be able to help but love you.

Phyllis: What did I do to deserve you?

Damon: I don't know. You hit the lottery or something. I'd like to think that in the cosmic scheme of things, we were destined to meet, share this particular little piece of the journey together.

Phyllis: Yeah, I suppose.

Damon: You suppose? That's what I like to think.

Phyllis: Well, I know one thing. I know that with you it's easy. There's no drama, no stress. I can be me. And there's a safe place to take all my insecurities and craziness and...

Damon: Well, I am very, very, very happy that you feel that way. We haven't known each other very long, but I'm feelin' like there's A... little somethin' special there.

Phyllis: Really? A little somethin', you think? Just a little somethin' special? Really, just a little somethin'? I think it's spectacular.


Dru: You know, Diane, you have a lot more at stake in all of this than I do.

Diane: How do you figure?

Dru: We're gonna get to that. First, let's talk about how fine Damon Porter is, not to mention, he has all the trimmings.

Diane: That's if I could get him, Drucilla, if. And if it were more than just a 1-time thing and he actually ended up ditching Phyllis--

Dru: What if we got some fireworks going here, then it would be all dominoes.

Diane: You're really worked up about this.

Dru: It's about survival.

Diane: How do you figure that?

Dru: Diane, I know that you hate Phyllis. I know that she works your every nerve, and I know all about the garbage she's dished out to you in the past.

Diane: Yes, but that's hardly a matter of survival, drucilla.

Dru: What about all the millions of dollars that you've invested in Jabot Cosmetics? Can you honestly just kiss all that money away if our head chemist walks out?

Diane: Ooh, don't let Ashley hear you say that.

Dru: Oh, Ashley. Bump Ashley. No love lost there, am I right?

Diane: No kidding.

Dru: Mm-hmm, so if Damon were to stick around, you know he'd probably twist Ashley into a pretzel, and that's not a bad thing.

Diane: Well, when you put it that way.

Dru: Okay, I saved the best for last--Jack. He's gotta get off the 1-time where you're concerned. And the only way to do that is to prove to him that girlfriend still has game. And even if you don't get your desired effect, look at the consolation prize.

Diane: Well, I have to admit if I can't have jack...

Dru: Nice alternative, huh?

Diane: Hmm. You know, it might be fun setting my sights on someone new and different.

Dru: And...

Diane: And competing.

Dru: With...

Diane: Phyllis.

Dru: How?

Diane: Successfully. Okay, you talked me into it.

Dru: Okay, now listen. Redhead doesn't have anything on you. You go out there in the world and bring home a real man, just do it.

Diane: I will.

Dru: Okay.

Diane: I will.

Dru: Okay.

Diane: I will. I will, I will.


Michael: So you think staying optimistic makes a difference.

Hank: Who knows?

Michael: Who knows, indeed. You know, my Dad used to be a... sort of a hippie. Well, I mean, not sort of, he was a hippie. I guess they weren't supposed to be boozers, so he became an ex-hippie. He used to always talk about vibes and karma, stuff like that. I used to think it was just a way to avoid taking responsibility, you know-- "hey, dude, bad vibes, bad karma. Not my fault." Still, you know, I had to wonder. Maybe there was something to all that metaphysical stuff.

Hank: You know, people who pray-- and there's a lot that do-- believe you can affect the way things turn out-- or God will-- if you ask hard enough.

Michael: You pray? (Chuckles) sorry. Didn't mean to get too personal.

Hank: Let's put it this way-- you're out here waiting, you can be positive about it, or you can be negative.

Michael: Yeah, well, might as well keep your hopes up, right? Oh, yeah.

Michael: Tell me something, detective, you talk to a lot of bad people, you know, people who have fallen through the cracks, people that never got a break, and just the old bad people who it doesn't matter how they got that way, and you talked to Kevin. How's he seem to you?

Hank: I'm not sure what you mean.

Michael: I mean, totally lost, bad through and through, no hope?

Hank: It might surprise you to hear this, but I believe most people can make good choices if they decide to. The problem is, by the time they decide, they racked up some debts to society that still need to be paid.

Michael: Amen to that.

Michael: I did a little time once.

Hank: I know, more than a little.

Michael: You know, about, hmm, halfway through my sentence I was sittin' there, and I realized where I'd gone wrong. And I determined that I was... I was never gonna be that dumb or that destructive again.

Michael: You know, what can you do, you know? What can you do? I mean, you can't just tell 'em that, "hey, I'm finished. I'll take the rest of my sentence, and you can put it in a doggie bag, and I'll take it with me," huh?

Michael: Poor Kevin. Well... (Clears throat)

Hank: You think he may have some debts to society?

Michael: Oh, I will tell you what I don't think. I don't think my little brother had anything to do with burning Brittany Hodges.

Reese: They're moving Mr. Fisher to an I.C.U. Room.

Michael: Can I see him?

Reese: Make it quick. We need to set him up with monitors.

Michael: Wait. Kevin, Kevin. Wait just a minute. Let me just... oh, God.

Michael: God. (Door closes)


Colleen: J.T.

J.T.: Hey.

Colleen: Hi.

J.T.: How are ya?

Colleen: Good. Didn't expect to see you here.

J.T.: Well, your Dad asked me to stop by.

Colleen: Oh, what did he talk to you about?

J.T.: You know, guy stuff. It's okay. Everything's cool. He just wanted to make sure we were all right.

Colleen: Are we?

J.T.: Yeah. Hey, we're awesome. So I got the coolest thing in the world to tell you.

Colleen: Hmm, you are going to Los Angeles next week.

J.T.: How'd you know that?

Colleen: I ran into Shiloh at the Athletic Club.

J.T.: Well, did she tell you what's going on?

Colleen: Mm-hmm.

J.T.: Yeah?

Colleen: Your single's gonna be released.

J.T.: What's up?

Colleen: That's great, J.T. I'm so happy for you.

J.T.: (Clears throat) well, I got somethin' else to tell you that you don't know. You're comin' with me.

Colleen: I am?

J.T.: Yeah, talked to your Dad. He said it was cool.

Colleen: Wow. That's really great.

J.T.: Well, a little more enthusiasm would be nice.

Colleen: I'm sorry. I really am excited.

J.T.: Well, then why aren't you acting like it?

Colleen: Um, just thinking about some things Shiloh said to me earlier.

J.T.: About what?

Colleen: You and me.


Victor: So you're telling me your mind is closed before you give yourself a chance to really consider it.

Nick: Consider what, how insulting it is?

Victor: So you find my proposal insulting, is that it?

Nick: You commit a crime that so repulses me, I have no choice but to blow the whistle, and then you ask me to help serve out your sentence with you, but not until after you fire me. What an opportunity. Who wouldn't jump at that?

Victor: You're twisting my intentions, son.

Nick: No, I'm just showing you how ludicrous your solutions.

Victor: I happen to disagree with you.

Nick: Of course you do. It's because you are incapable of seeing anyone else's point of view on anything. And I'm not gonna stand here and debate this with you anymore. It is absurd.

Victor: I presented you my offer. It'll remain open. You will have plenty of time to think about it.

Nick: Oh, once my replacement takes over, you mean?

Victor: I expect you to help your replacement in the transition.

Nick: Who you goin' with?

Victor: You'll find out soon enough, son.

Nick: So what do I do now, go to my office, pack it up and get the hell out?

Victor: There will no longer be a position for you at Newman Enterprises.


J.T.: What did Shiloh say about you and me?

Colleen: Are you happy you signed the contract with the record label?

J.T.: Yeah, sure. It's the best decision I've ever made.

Colleen: And you're not just saying that because I talked you into it?

J.T.: No, I'm not just saying that. But I am glad you pushed so hard, otherwise I probably wouldn't have done it, wouldn't be getting the red-carpet treatment.

Colleen: Yeah, you did all the hard work.

J.T.: Stop being so modest. Colleen, look, you're an amazing person. You always see the best in people. I wish I could be more like you.

Colleen: Okay, now you're embarrassing me.

J.T.: No, I'm being serious. You did a good thing, and I want you to say it.

Colleen: Seriously?

J.T.: Seriously. I want you to say it right now. Come on, I'm waitin'.

Colleen: Okay, fine. I did a good thing.

J.T.: There you go. That wasn't so hard, was it? Now what's this got to do with Shiloh?

Colleen: She doesn't think we're gonna make it.


Michael: Listen, little buddy, it's me Michael, huh? You're made of tough stuff, you remember that. You can make it through this. I'm workin' on your case. I don't think you did it, and somehow I'm gonna prove it. Everything's gonna be fine, all right?

Reese: We better go. You can visit him shortly.

Michael: It's gonna be fine.

Michael: A blanket party? A blank--who were these people?

Hank: Just your average sociopath, not-very-smart, violent criminal types. The world's sat on them, so they beat on anything that's smaller than they are.

Michael: Hank, you put my little brother in there with them. You let them do this!

Hank: You make it sound like I planned this, Michael. I didnít. Now I will be in constant contact with the hospital, but I got a job to do. Let's hope it's like you said, that everything will turn out fine. I'm sorry.

Nurse: Code blue. Code blue! Let's get a crash cart in here!

Michael: Kevin?

Nurse: He's flat lining, doctor.

Reese: Where's the cart?

Nurse: Coming.

Reese: All right, tell 'em to hurry up.

Michael: Kevin. Kevin. Kevin. Kevin.

Reese: I'll take over compressions.

Michael: Kevin. (Mouths) Kevin.

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Sharon: You think you can intimidate me, huh? Well, guess again, dead man! .


J.T.: I mean, we still love each other, right?

Colleen: Yeah, but is that enough?


Michael: You can't leave me like this.

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