Friday Y&R Transcript 5/14/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 5/14/04--Canada; Monday 5/17/04--U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Daniel: You've been staring at me.

Phyllis: I have?

Daniel: Unless I've been imagining it.

Phyllis: No, you haven't been imagining it. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.

Daniel: I just couldn't help being curious. I had to come over and find out who you were. I mean, who are you?


Colleen: J.T., why are you here? Why aren't you in L.A.?

J.T.: Why aren't you, Colleen?

Colleen: Please, don't be angry with me.

J.T.: No, what I am is confused. What's going on?

Colleen: I couldn't stay.

J.T.: Did something happen?

Colleen: No, I just had to leave.

J.T.: Well, then why didn't you tell me this? Why did I have to find out in a note?

Colleen: Look, because I knew if I had said something, you would have tried to talk me out of it, or you'd want to come with me. Does Shiloh know you're here?

J.T.: Forget about Shiloh, Colleen! Tell me why you left.

Colleen: I just... I felt like I was in the way.

J.T.: Because of something I did?

Colleen: No, it's not you. It's me.

J.T.: What?

Colleen: Seeing you in Hollywood, the center of all that attention, made me realize even more that is where you belong.

J.T.: This is about that tour, isn't it?

Colleen: No.

J.T.: You're angry with me 'cause I didn't ask you before I said yes. I don't have to do it, Colleen. I can talk to Shiloh. Maybe she can still get me out of it.

Colleen: That's not what I want.

J.T.: Then what do you want?

Colleen: I want you to be happy. And that can't happen if you're with me.


(Doorbell rings)

Dru: Oh, man, what?

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

Dru: Sorry. I wasn't expecting company.

Olivia: Your hair still falling out?

Dru: Yeah, yeah, it's still falling out, Liv, and at this rate, I'm not gonna have any hair left.

Olivia: Look, you're acting like this is permanent.

Dru: How do you know it won't be?

Olivia: Because until you've been tested by a dermatologist, don't panic.

Dru: Don't panic?! Don't panic, Liv?! Easy for you to say.

Olivia: Look, I'm sure we can find some treatment that'll stop that hair loss.

Dru: Liv, look at this. You know, I went on the internet today, and through my tears, I read that maybe I might have alo-- what is it? Alopecia.

Olivia: Alopecia.

Dru: Alopecia, okay? You know as a doctor that ain't good. It's a disease, for crying out loud.

Olivia: Yes, but your hair's not falling out from a disease. It's falling out from that hair straightener, from that untested chemical product you put on your hair.

Dru: I don't care. My hair is still falling out.

Olivia: Well, I'm sure it's reversible.

Dru: Can you guarantee that? Can you?


Raul: Babe, I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that.

Brittany: Raul, I want--

Raul: What? How am I supposed to feel right now, Brittany?

Brittany: I don't know, but pretending I didn't say it isn't gonna change anything.

Raul: You're right. You're right. It won't, so just go. Brittany, go sing at Marsino's.

Brittany: You know, this is exactly what I was afraid of. You are totally overreacting.

Raul: Am I? Because the last time we talked about this, you promised me you weren't going back there.

Brittany: That was before my performance. I was scared. I didn't know if I could do it. But, Raul, I can sing at the club now without stripping. I won't have to do that anymore. It'll just be about my voice.

Bobby: Yo, Ange! Ange, what's going on here?

Angelo: Yo, Bobby. No need to yell.

Bobby: I'm the only person in this place. Where is everybody, huh? Did we open?

Angelo: Don't look like it.

Bobby: You gonna tell me why not?

Angelo: It didn't seem like a good idea.

Bobby: And you're worried about me making changes without permission.

Angelo: Well, at least I didn't try to turn this place into a cabaret.

Bobby: No, you're just turning it into a cemetery.

Angelo: I got this phone call.

Bobby: Phone call. From who, the fire department, the cops, your Uncle Gus, who?

Angelo: No, it just seemed like a good idea that, you know, we put the "gone fishin'" sign out.

Bobby: Ange, are you losing your mind here? Who's this phone call from? Come on. Ange, I'm starting to smell a rat here.

(Door opens)

Man: A rat? That's no way to talk, Roberto, not about an old friend.


J.T.: Not this again.

Colleen: Look, I know you think that I'm worrying over nothing.

J.T.: You want me to be happy, Colleen? Well, I'm happiest when I'm with you. You're the best thing in my life.

Colleen: Your life is moving in a different direction.

J.T.: That doesn't mean you still can't be a part of it.

Colleen: You need to focus on your music, J.T. There's isn't any room for me.

J.T.: Look, I know things were crazy in L.A. It won't always be like that. It'll calm down, I promise. It'll calm down. We can make this work. I know we can do this.

Colleen: You have no idea how much I want to believe you.

J.T.: What's stopping you?

Colleen: Something inside my head.

Colleen: As hard as this is, to walk away from you, I have to do it.

J.T.: No, Colleen. No.

Colleen: I'm sorry, J.T. I'm sorry.

J.T.: What if I... what if I quit?

Colleen: What?

J.T.: What if I walk away from Beach Front?

Colleen: You canít. You signed a contract.

J.T.: I don't care about the contract, Colleen. I don't care. I'll make something up. I'll get out of it. I'll tell them I have a fatal disease or something, anything. I don't care.

Colleen: Would you listen? Are you listening to yourself? This is exactly what I mean. You are willing to throw away something great because of me.

J.T.: So that's it? What, you're just giving up? You're not gonna even try?

Colleen: There's no point.

J.T.: You're bailing on us 'cause things are getting a little complicated. I don't understand that.

Colleen: Look at me. Look, you have a gift. You have a gift. You are so incredibly talented. When you're up there on stage, it's like you were born with a guitar in your hand. And when you sing, it is magical, like I'm the only one in the world.

J.T.: Because you inspire me. You're the one that got me to sing on Valentineís Day. If it weren't for you, Colleen, I wouldn't be doing any of this.

Colleen: You don't need me to be your cheerleader anymore.

J.T.: Colleen, I will always need you. Always! And I don't accept this. You can push me away all you want, but I'm not throwing in the towel where you and I are concerned. I'm not. I gotta go back to L.A. And handle some things, but when I get back here, we're gonna work this--

Colleen: I won't be here. I wasn't gonna tell you this now, but I'm going to New York.


Olivia: Don't take this out on me. I practically begged you not to use that stuff on your hair.

Dru: Oh, man. You know, I was wondering when you were gonna get around to that "I told you so" speech.

Olivia: Why do you have to be so defensive when I'm trying to help you? This is not the end of the world.

Dru: Oh, no? Maybe not for you, 'cause you stand there with a full head of hair, successful doctor, secure career. Do you realize that my career depends on my appearance, Liv? Is Jabot really gonna keep me on as a spokesperson when they find out I'm going bald?!

Olivia: You're making too much of this. There are thousands of women around this world with problems similar to yours. Many of them more serious.

Dru: Whoop-de-do! I don't care! You know, would you leave? I'm not feeling you. I'm not feeling you being here, and I don't want to talk to you.

Neil: Hey, ladies.

Dru: Hey.

Olivia: Hey, Neil.

Dru: Liv was just leaving.

Olivia: As a matter of fact, I was. I have patients at the hospital who need me. Think about what I said, Dru.

Neil: Good-bye, Liv.

Olivia: Yeah.


Daniel: Do I know you from somewhere?

Phyllis: Do you feel like you do?

Daniel: Sort of.

Phyllis: Would you like to sit down and maybe have something to drink?

Daniel: I'd rather have an answer.

Phyllis: Of course. Of course you'd rather have an answer. I would... I would, too, if I were you. Um... you don't know me from Adam.

Daniel: Oh, I don't know. I thought--

Phyllis: Maybe that there was some sort of connection, right?

Daniel: Yeah, like maybe you knew me when I was a kid. I'm from around here originally.

Phyllis: I know.

Daniel: You do? Who are you? Are you a friend of my Aunt Ginaís?

Phyllis: Yeah, you could say that.

Daniel: Well, I'm Daniel. I'm Daniel Romalotti.

Phyllis: I know.

Daniel: You know, no offense, but this is really starting to creep me out.

Phyllis: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't want to creep you out.

Phyllis: It's ju-- it's just that I've waited for this moment for so many years.

Daniel: Oh, my God. You...

Phyllis: I'm your mother.


Bobby: Hey, Mr. Lewis. Listen, I'm sorry you couldn't come in the front door. Ange had the bright idea to lock the place up.

Lewis: I asked him to.

Bobby: What for?

Lewis: So we could talk.

Bobby: Well, we coulda talked in my office and made money at the same time. And by the way, you don't have to bring these goons down here with you. When you're in Marsino's, you're safe as in a church.

Lewis: I didn't bring them for my protection, Roberto. Angelo, go for a walk. I want to talk to Roberto alone.

Angelo: Yeah, sure thing, Mr. Lewis.

Lewis: Well, go on.

Angelo: Yeah, okay.

Lewis: So a little bird tells me you're thinking about making some changes around here. When were you gonna let your old friend in on the plan, huh?


J.T.: New York.

Colleen: I haven't seen my mom since Christmas. I thought I could spend some time with her. I have some friends that I wanted to visit.

J.T.: When are you leaving?

Colleen: Tonight.

J.T.: You're not coming back, are you?

Colleen: I-I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do.

J.T.: Yeah, you really do want to get away from me, don't you?

Colleen: I can't stay in Genoa City, even if you weren't here. I'll see you everywhere I look, and I can't handle that right now.

J.T.: So what, this is... this is, uh... this is it? This is good-bye? We'll never see each other again?

Colleen: I don't know what's gonna happen.

J.T.: Well, hey, it's been nice knowing you. See you around.

Colleen: J.T., Please. Please don't be like this.

J.T.: Be like what, Colleen? Be like what? You're the one that can't handle this.

Colleen: This is so not how I wanted this to be, okay?

Brad: Colleen? We gotta get going if we're going to make your flight.

J.T.: Have a nice flight.


Phyllis: I know it's the last thing you expected to hear when you came over here, right? I'm your mother. It's, um... it's just that I've been... I've been longing to see you for so long. And when your father told me that-- that you... anyway, I know you don't want this. I know you donít. And, uh... I just want you to know that-- that I love you.

Phyllis: And I've been aching to see you for a really long time. And, um, um... when I heard that you were coming to Genoa City, um, I... it was like... it was like a weight fell off of my heart.

Phyllis: And look at you. You're not a little boy anymore. You are so big now and handsome. You're a handsome young man. Sorry if I'm embarrassing you. It's creeping you out, right? I'm little overwhelmed right now with everything.

Phyllis: You can't understand what it means to me, Daniel, oh, to see your face and to hear you talk to me and to get to say your name.

Daniel: If this is how you felt, and what you're saying is true... then how could you ever let me go?


Neil: What is it, sweetie? What's wrong?

Dru: Like you have to ask, honey, my hair.

Neil: Still falling out?

Dru: I don't expect you to understand this. You're a man. Baby, I'm a woman. My hair's not supposed to fall out.

Neil: Doesn't mean I don't feel your pain. It certainly doesn't change my feelings for you.

Dru: Honey, this is about me. I'm not sure how I feel about myself. I've tried to be brave. And the bottom line is that when a woman's hair falls out, it's like I'm losing a part of myself, my beauty, my self-confidence just like that, Neil. Olivia was right.

Neil: She was right. Right about what?

Dru: I have no one to blame, except myself.

Lewis: When did you start wearing that fuzz on your face?

Bobby: A little while ago.

Lewis: You know I don't like beards.

Bobby: Well, Mr. Lewis, it's not like you come around.

Lewis: I don't usually have to.

Bobby: Is there something wrong with the money I've been sending you?

Lewis: No, it seems perfectly good.

Bobby: So I want to make a few changes. What's the big deal?

Lewis: You know why a man works hard, watches his back, steps on a few necks to get to the top of the pile? Itís partly the money. But it's also because he likes to feel people respect him and listen to what he says. When you start talking about going off in a new direction, without so much as a phone call, not even a "what do you think about this, Mr. Lewis?" Then I don't feel respected. I also worry that if I let you get away with it, other people will start thinking that they don't have to respect me, either. If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm gonna have everyone running around, doing their own thing, when they ought to be doing my thing. That's the problem.

Bobby: I just didn't want to bother you with it.

Lewis: Bother me? Son, this is my club. Your name's on the door, but my money is what put it there.

Bobby: I know that.

Lewis: You don't act like you know it. You have some girlfriend you're all gaga over who can sing a little, and suddenly you want to turn my club--my club-- into her personal showcase.

Bobby: Wait a minute. I thought I had some leeway to make some decisions here.

Lewis: Of course you do. I respect your skills. Why do you think I back this place? But you're talking about turning it into something I never even signed on for.

Bobby: It wasn't like I didn't think you were never gonna find out. Once the money started coming in--

Lewis: I've already got money coming in, and I like it just fine. You make changes, you're taking a risk. I don't need that. I've got risks up the yingyang already.

Bobby: Mr. Lewis, with all due respect, you gotta give me some elbow room here. I'm not like some pony at a kiddie park that wants to be walking around in a circle for the rest of his life.

Lewis: Now where would you be without me? I'll tell you where. You'd probably be walking around in a circle for the rest of your life in the exercise yard at Walworth.

Bobby: You helped me out. I'll never forget that.

Lewis: Really? Well, it seems to me you need reminding, Roberto.


Brittany: So the bottom line is, no matter what Bobby does to the club, you don't want me singing there.

Raul: I don't think it's safe. Come on. You almost died there, Brittany.

Brittany: But I didn't, Raul. And if I let that run my life, I might as well be dead.

Raul: That doesn't mean you have to go back there. What about the coffeehouse?

Brittany: You know it's not the same. I want to be on a real stage, with a crowd that's totally into me.

Raul: You will be someday.

Brittany: Someday isn't soon enough. Look, the open mike thing was great when I didn't think I'd have any other opportunities.

Raul: Opportunities to get yourself killed, babe.

Brittany: Raul, that...

Raul: Forget it. Obviously, what I care about doesn't matter.

Brittany: You can't give me the same opportunity Bobby can.

Raul: Don't I know it. But that's because it's not all about singing, Brittany. It's really all just about Bobby.

Brittany: What?

Raul: You heard me. You just want to do this so you could be closer to him.

Brittany: Raul, I just want to sing.

Raul: No, you want to sing at Marsino's, Marilynís, whatever. You don't want to sing anywhere else but there. This guy has his hooks in you, and you expect me to just stand here and take it? No.


Brad: Got everything you need, honey?

Colleen: Yeah, I think so. I'm not really sure. I-I packed so fast.

Brad: Well, if you want me to send you anything, you just let me know, okay?

Abby: Where are you going, Colleen?

Ashley: Oh.

Colleen: I'm going to New York, honey. Do you know where that is? Well, it's a big city with lots of tall buildings.

Abby: Why are you going there?

Colleen: That's where my mommy lives.

Abby: When will you come back?

Colleen: I'm not sure. But, hey, you know, you could come and visit me. Wouldn't that be fun? Yeah. Can I have a hug?

Colleen: I'm gonna miss you so much. And you know who loves you, right?

Abby: Yeah. Colleen loves me.

Colleen: That's right, babe.

Ashley: You take care of yourself, okay?

Colleen: Thanks, Ashley. Thank you.

Ashley: And you know you always have a home with us, right? Always.

Colleen: Thanks.

John: (Sighs) what I don't understand is why you have to leave so suddenly.

Ashley: Daddy, why don't we talk about that later?

John: Well, now you promise me something. You call me at least once a week. I don't like my granddaughter being so far away, you know? It makes me nervous.

Colleen: I love you, Granddad.

John: Oh, I adore you. I love you, my little beauty. I love you so.


Bobby: All right, listen, Mr. Lewis, maybe I shoulda come to you earlier, but I thought I was doin' the right thing. I wanted to set things up so you could see that it was a good idea.

Lewis: A good idea, turning this place into a cabaret? I mean, what the hell is that anyway, people sitting around, drinking white wine while someone sings?

Bobby: Angelo called you?

Lewis: What difference does that make? You think I wasn't gonna find out?

Bobby: Do you remember when you first offered to put me in business? Angelo came up with the idea of a body shop, choppin' up hot cars after hours, makin' a lot of money. And I told him Mr. Lewis doesn't need that kind of business. It's dirty money. You got the cops buzzin' around all the time. You never know when you're gonna get busted. I said let's do something legitimate. Do you remember that?

Lewis: What's your point? Look, you've got exactly one minute to make me see things differently.


Phyllis: Sweetheart, I didn't let you go. I never wanted to lose you. You were ripped from my arms.

Daniel: Yeah, but why? Never mind.

Phyllis: No. No never mind. Listen, ask me anything. I have no secrets from you.

Daniel: I should go.

Phyllis: Please, don't-- don't go. Let's just talk, okay? Let's talk. Let's just let the past be. Can we do that?

Daniel: What do you want to talk about?

Phyllis: I-I don't know. Anything. The sky's the limit, really. Let's talk about you.

Daniel: Do I have to?

Phyllis: No. No. We don't have to.

Phyllis: Are--are you hungry? Do you need... do you need some food?

Daniel: No.

Phyllis: I'm sorry. It's just... you know us mothers; it's a force of habit. (Giggles)

Phyllis: My God. Is this is a dream? Are you real?


Lily: Hey, are you okay?

Colleen: No, not really.

Sierra: You said it didn't go well with J.T.

Colleen: It was awful. He got all angry, and then he just stormed out.

Lily: I'm so sorry, Colleen.

Colleen: I just, you know, I didn't really want it to end this way, you know?

Lily: I know, I know.

Colleen: I didn't want him to hate me.

Lily: I'm sure he doesn't hate you.

Sierra: Yeah. He just needs some time.

Colleen: He doesn't understand why I'm doing this. I'm not sure he ever will.

Lily: We are gonna miss you so much.

Colleen: You guys are the best.

Brad: I hate to break up Charlieís angels, but you have to get to your gate, honey.

Colleen: Bye, sweetie.

Brad: Your mom's gonna meet you in JFK. I want you to call me as soon as you get there, all right?

Colleen: I will.

Brad: Okay. I'm so proud of you for doin' what you feel is right even though it's so hard. My baby's grown up.

Colleen: I wish I was still a little kid, Dad. It was so much easier.

Brad: I love you so much. More than you'll ever know.

Colleen: I love you, too, Daddy.

Colleen: Bye, everyone.

Ashley: Bye, Colleen. We love you.

John: Hey... good-bye, sweetheart.

Colleen: Bye.

Abby: Bye, Colleen.

Colleen: Bye.

Brad: Come on.

J.T.: Colleen, wait.


Bobby: All right, here's the point. We've done very good here. We've had almost no trouble with the city, the cops or the neighbors. But one day, we could. Now this thing that happened with Hodges, that was just a wake-up call. Now I donít think you really understand the cabaret business. There's a lot of strip joints around, but there's nowhere in Genoa City where the rich people can go and hear classy music. And, yeah, they do drink wine, but they drink the expensive stuff. Not only that, but the vodka, the scotch, the champagne, and they pay through the nose for it. The higher the price, the classier they think the joint is. Now I'm talking a major cash cow here. Good, clean money. 'Cause, you know, when people think of a strip joint, they think it's gotta be a front for something. But a cabaret... that's a classy place. Now I didn't just pull this idea out of a hat. Iíve been thinking about it a long time. I've crunched the numbers.

Lewis: But you didn't come to me first.

Bobby: My mistake. But listen, I'd love for you to come and hear Brittany sing. I think you'd be impressed.

Lewis: Ah, forget it. I have a tin ear. The only music I like is the sound of money. You've got a very short time to prove to me that this is a good idea, Roberto. And whether it works or not, you owe me for not teaching you a lesson. You understand?

Bobby: Yeah, I understand.

Lewis: You owe me. And one of these days, I'm gonna collect. You can count on that.

Lewis: Let's go.

Bobby: Hey, thanks a lot, Mr. Lewis. You won't regret this.

Lewis: No, I wonít. But you might, Roberto. So be careful. And if you're planning on being a class act around here, lose the beard. Let's go. Come on. Go.


Colleen: J.T., What are you doing here?

J.T.: I had to see you, Colleen. Come here.

Colleen: But back t the house, you know--

J.T.: I know. I know what I said. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was such a jerk, Colleen. I don't want to lose you.

Colleen: J.T., Don't do this.

J.T.: No, no, look. Let me finish, okay? I don't want to lose you. I donít.

J.T.: And in my heart, I still believe we can make this work. But if this is what you want and New Yorkís where you need to be, then... you should go.

Colleen: You really mean that?

J.T.: Yeah, I do.

J.T.: Everything you said to me about wanting me to be happy, that's what I want for you, too, Colleen. And I know how much you love the city. You gotta promise me something, okay?

Colleen: What?

J.T.: That you'll smile a lot.

J.T.: If you get sad, you'll go on down to central park or Rockefeller center, and you'll remember all the fun we had when we were there.

J.T.: Will you do that for me?

Colleen: Okay.

Colleen: I have to go.

J.T.: Hold on a second, Colleen, wait.

J.T.: There's something I want to give you.

Colleen: My locket. You got it fixed.

J.T.: I told you I would.

J.T.: "Hold on to my heart. Keep it safe..."

Colleen: "Until I ask for it back. "

J.T.: I love you, blue eyes.

Colleen: (Mouths) I love you.


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

J.T.: Shiloh. She keeps calling me, saying I can kiss my career good-bye.

Paul: I think Iím agreeing with Michael Baldwin, that Fisher may be innocent.

Chris: You've got to be kidding.

Phyllis: Did you hear me? I said I'm your mother.

Daniel: You're Phyllis?

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