Friday Y&R Transcript 5/21/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 5/21/04--Canada; Monday 5/24/04--U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Nick: You want to offer me a job?

Cameron: Yeah, yeah. Is that so tough to believe?

Nick: I don't know. Is it a joke?

Cameron: No, no. It's a real offer, Nick. Trust me. I'm not the kind of man who wastes his time on jokes.

Nick: Oh, come on. You show up at my door out of the blue like this.

Cameron: Yeah, it's kinda great, isn't it? I mean, what more could you ask for-- the C.E.O. of a giant software company knocking on your door?

Nick: That's my point. It's a little surprising, don't you think?

Cameron: No, not to me.

Nick: What's your game, man? You show up here and I jump all over you for the trouble you caused my wife, and then you offer me a job?

Cameron: Yeah, yeah, it sounds about right.

Nick: Yeah, well, I don't get it. Why?

Cameron: Look, Nick, you know what? We're talking in circles here. I didn't come all the way out here not to say what I have to say. The question is, are you ready to listen?


Nikki: Thank you.

Nikki: Well, look what the cat dragged in.

Grace: And here I thought it was gonna be a pleasant day.

Nikki: What are you doing all by your lonesome?

Grace: I was reading.

Nikki: I'm surprised to see you here all by yourself... now that your boyfriend's back.


(Knock on door)

Sharon: Larry, thank you for coming.

Larry: Well, you made it sound pretty important on the phone.

Sharon: It is. I have some news, and it's pretty stunning, so you might want to sit down.

Larry: What kind of news, Sharon?

Sharon: Brace yourself. Cameron Kirsten--he's alive.

Larry: Say what?

Sharon: Yeah, he walked into the Mother's day brunch like he owned the place.

Larry: You gotta be kidding me.

Sharon: I wish I were.

Larry: But we both saw--

Sharon: I know.

Larry: Damn. So how did he explain not being wrapped in a sheet, rotting away in a sewer?

Sharon: Oh, Mr. Kirsten was slick as usual. He came up with all kinds of explanations.

Larry: You didn't buy a single one of them, huh?


Jill: Mackenzie? Oh, my God. Where did you come from?

Mac: I was beamed down from outer space.

Jl: Still got the mouth on you, don't you? I meant what are you doing here?

Mac: Obviously, I'm home, Jill.

Jill: You mean for a visit.

Mac: No, for good.

Jill: Isn't that great? Exactly what I need on top of everything else.

Mac: Thank you so much for making me feel so welcome.

Jill: As far as I'm concerned, you're not welcome.

Arthur: Jill, for heaven's sake, where are your manners?

Jill: I'm sorry, Dad. You do not understand.

Arthur: Oh, but I do. Katherine told me all about the history between you two.

Jill: When?

Arthur: When Mackenzie first arrived.

Jill: Wait a minute. Are you telling me that she didn't just get here?

Arthur: No. Actually, she's been with us for a few days now.

Jill: And nobody saw fit to tell me. This is outrageous. I live here, too, you know? I think I should have been consulted on this.


Nurse: Officer, the phone is for you.

Michael: Hey, you're up. What are you doing up?

Kevin: Hi.

Michael: Get back into bed. The healthier you look, the sooner they're gonna want you out of here. Go, go.

Kevin: I canít. I can't stand another minute in that bed.

Michael: Boy, you're all about what you can't stand, aren't you? Can't stand bed. Can't stand being locked up.

Kevin: Is that why you came here, huh, to harass me?

Michael: Kevin, I'm here because I'm afraid you got some bad advice.

Kevin: Really?

Michael: And it's my fault because I put her up to it.

Kevin: Lauren?

Michael: Yeah. I couldn't sleep last night thinking about it. You did not try to electrocute Brittany Hodges. So let's have a little faith in the legal system, hmm? The prosecution cannot convince the jury with what they've got, not beyond a reasonable doubt, at least, you know? You understand? I can get you acquitted.

Kevin: No, it, you know, it sounds great, Mikey, and you're definitely the guy to do it, but if I have to go back to jail while we wait for the trial to start, you may as well not bother because I won't survive that.

Michael: No, no, no, stop it. Stop it. It's up to you. Show a little spine here. You can and will survive, if you choose to. If you choose to!


Neil: Detective Weber.

Hank: Mr. Winters.

Neil: Hey, man, you got a minute?

Hank: No, sir, not really. Look, I understand how anxious you are to see Kevin Fisher behind bars, but coming down here trying to light a fire under the police department isn't gonna make things move any faster. We're doing our best. And we're doing it by the book.

Neil: Yeah, I realize that, but--

Hank: I understand your concern and desire for justice, but the best thing you can do if you wanna help is to leave us alone and let us do our work.

Neil: You're having a bad day, aren't you?

Hank: Yeah.

Neil: I think I'm here to make it worse.

Hank: Yeah.

Neil: Well, I suppose in a way, I am.

Hank: Do me a favor then...

Neil: But not in the way that you think. Detective, it doesn't look like we're gonna be able to put Fisher away this time. As upset as I am about this, I really believe you're gonna have to turn him loose.


Arthur: Honey, Mackenzie is your niece, your blood relative, Katherineís granddaughter.

Jill: Yes, I know who she is.

Arthur: Then try to be civil will you?

Jill: Dad, you do not know what she has put me through.

Mac: What I've put you through?

Jill: Where have you been hiding her anyway, in some broom closet?

Mac: I'm in the room above the garage.

Jill: Oh, that's why you moved back into the house.

Arthur: I moved into the house because my room was ready. That was always part of the original plan.

Jill: Uh-huh. And how long did you and Katherine plan on keeping me out of the loop?

Arthur: Jill, what matters is that one way or the other, we're all family. So surely we can find a way to coexist.

Jill: Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Listen, would you mind terribly leaving me alone with Mackenzie? I think we need to have a little chat.

Arthur: Not at all. I'll be on the terrace if you need me.


Grace: What kind of number are you trying to pull now, Nikki?

Nikki: I would think you'd be thrilled seeing the love of your life again, but here you are, by yourself, reading.

Grace: If you're trying to hassle me, you can just leave.

Nikki: You seem very surprised. Is it possible that don't know about Cameronís miraculous return from the dead?

Grace: You really are losing it.

Nikki: No, dear, not quite yet. It's true. He's alive and well.

Grace: I don't believe you.

Nikki: Okay, donít.

Grace: Wait, Nikki. What's this about?

Nikki: Well, I was going to ask you that, but I get the distinct impression this is the first you've heard of it.

Grace: You're telling me you've seen Cameron.

Nikki: Most definitely. Everybody at the Mother's day brunch saw Cameron. We looked up and all of a sudden... (Snaps fingers) there he was.

Grace: You saw Cameron at the brunch?

Nikki: I saw him. I talked to him. And I must say, he's not looking any worse for wear, but weeks on a tropical island will do that.

Grace: That's where he told you he's been?

Nikki: Is that not true? Do you know something different? Because I have to say, you seem very surprised. In fact, I would say that you're taken aback. So he hasn't bothered to tell you he's returned?

Grace: I'm still not sure I believe you. I think you're messing with me.

Nikki: Oh, I see. Well, maybe I am. But take it from me, he's back. He is very much alive, and it looks like your little fling is over.

Grace: Oh, it's not a little fling, Nikki.

Nikki: Well, maybe not. Not anymore anyway. I understand he was with a beautiful woman, an ex-girlfriend, on this trip.

Grace: Cameron told you this?

Nikki: Hey, it wasn't just me. He created quite a stir when he walked into that club. You can imagine what a shock it was.

Grace: I'm sure it was.

Nikki: So he's given you no inkling that he's back. That does not bode well for the great love affair.

Grace: I'm sure there has to be a logical explanation.

Nikki: Well, I'm sure there is. In fact, he said that he ran into this old girlfriend at a hotel bar, and they just impulsively took off for the tropics. And I must tell you, Nicholas was none too pleased that he had taken off in the middle of a business deal like that, but I think it's very interesting that Cameron disappeared right when the government was about to investigate his company.

Grace: It's so obvious you're just trying to rattle my cage.

Nikki: That doesn't take much effort, Grace.

Grace: Well, thank you for bringing me this wonderful news.

Nikki: Yes, it is wonderful news. It really is. I didn't think I would ever see the man again. In fact, I thought if he ever turned up, we'd be planning a funeral.

Grace: You couldn't care less about Cameron. You're just enjoying twisting the knife.

Nikki: Is that what you think?

Grace: Truth is, I couldn't be happier. I'd almost given up hope.


Nick: All right, man, what's your offer?

Cameron: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Not so fast, cowboy. I still got a few questions for you.

Nick: Like what? I thought you said my life was an open book.

Cameron: So I skimmed a few chapters. All right, before Victor made you interim C.E.O., what was your role at Newman?

Nick: Director of Product Development and Special Projects.

Cameron: Don't sound like you're too thrilled about that.

Nick: I should have been doing more.

Cameron: But you still had some pull in the company, right?

Nick: I guess you don't know Newman Enterprises as well as you thought. My father runs the show. Nobody has any pull.

Cameron: So interim C.E.O.,that was a big step up for you, lot of new responsibilities.

Nick: It's nothing I couldn't handle.

Cameron: Final question-- you think you're successful?

Nick: Why do you ask?

Cameron: Because, Nick, you know what? You should be. You deserve it. When I was on that island, it hit me. You know what? I don't want to do this anymore, not full-time, which means I need to find somebody to take the reins, and I want that somebody to be you.

Nick: Me?

Cameron: Yeah. I want you to be my chief operating officer.


Sharon: Lying is Cameronís forte, that and playing games with people.

Larry: So you think what, this whole thing was some kind of a big hoax?

Sharon: I don't know what to think, but I need answers. I have no idea how this man, we both were certain was dead, could suddenly just materialize.

Larry: Don't ask me.

Sharon: Well, I am asking you, Larry. I'm questioning everything, whether the past six months were even real. Can't you see? I'm at the end of my rope here.

Larry: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, look, just stay calm, all right? Now this Kirsten dude, you're sure it was him?

Sharon: What?

Larry: It wasn't like some look-alike?

Sharon: No, no, it was definitely Cameron. The question is how. I mean, how is this possible when you and I both-- look, God help me, but I have to ask this. When you took the body out of the trunk of my car, did you... I mean, is it possible that you swapped it with a another one?


Hank: Okay, now you got me confused. You're not out for Kevin Fisher's scalp anymore?

Neil: I didn't say that. I'd love to see him pay for what he did to my daughter, and one day he will. But I'm about to drop somethin' very heavy on you. You ready for this? Kevin Fisher did not try to electrocute Brittany Hodges. I'm certain of it.

Hank: What, a little bird told you?

Neil: No. This did. It's an activity log from a private investigator I hired to follow Fisher.

Hank: Well, that's great, Mr. Winters, but why is it you people can't leave the detective work to us?

Neil: All right, listen. Before you tear into me, why don't you just take a look at that report, okay? It has information in it that you don't have. Check the date of the incident at Marsino's. You know, this really wasn't about detective work anyway. Not that long ago, I hired a P.I. named Eddie Praether to follow Kevin around. If you recall, you couldn't arrest Kevin on statutory rape on my daughter's word alone. I didn't want to see him get anywhere near my daughter. I was afraid of what he might do to her. That report right there, that cost me a lot of money. And I'm willing to share it with you. You're welcome.

Hank: It says here Fisher left Marsino's that morning, went home and he stayed there.

Neil: That's right.

Hank: And you think I'm gonna drop all charges because of this. Think again, Mr. Winters.


Kevin: Oh, this-- this is nice. This is what you call real support. "Get over yourself, Kevin. Just deal with it."

Michael: You know something? That's exactly what I'm doing, and not because I'm not supportive and not because I'm being hard on you. Because you've got no choice.

Kevin: You're wrong. I'm not gonna let them take me back.

Michael: Escape is not gonna work.

Kevin: Lauren said if I just get a psychiatric evaluation--

Michael: I know what Lauren said because I told her to say it.

Kevin: But it could work.

Michael: It's a bad idea. There are too many things that could go wrong.

Kevin: No, no, no. You don't get to decide. I'm the one who's dealing with jail, not you.

Michael: Oh, do you have any idea how many extra years of jail you'll get if you do something dangerous trying to act insane? Look, I can get you off on the charges of aggravated assault or attempted murder of Brittany Hodges, but if you hurt someone while you're play-acting being insane, it's crazy.

Kevin: I'm not going to.

Michael: Kevin! Look, buddy... I know you're desperate. I know that the thought of being locked up behind bars again is terrifying. I've been there. It's hard, but you will survive it. Look, trust me on this. I'm living proof, right?

Kevin: Well, I'm not you, Mikey. I wish that I could be, but I can't, all right? I am who I am, and I am not going back to jail, no matter what.


Jill: Mackenzie, why did you come back?

Mac: This is my home, Jill. At least, I thought it was.

Jill: Look, I'm sorry I was rude before.

Mac: I'm used to it.

Jill: It's just that a lot has changed since you left.

Mac: You seem the same.

Jill: Well, I'm not. Finding out that Katherine was my mother was a bit of a shock, to say the very least.

Mac: Hmm, no more of a shock than for me to find out, on my wedding night, that the man that I married was my first cousin.

Jill: I know. I know, and I realize how heartbreaking that was. But that was why you left.

Mac: I never said I was leaving for good, Jill. Although, I'm sure that's what you hoped.

Jill: You know what? This just... it's not about you and me. A lot has changed that you are not aware of.

Mac: You're talking about my Grandma's drinking.

Jill: You know about that?

Mac: Yeah, I found out when I first arrived. I could smell it on her breath.

Jill: Well, then you must realize this is a terrible time for you to be coming back.

Mac: Why is that?

Jill: Because I have my hands full. You think it's easy to deal with an alcoholic? You're only gonna make it worse.

Mac: I'm gonna make things worse?

Jill: Because the last thing in the world my mother needs is to be dealing with the stress of another houseguest.

Mac: I'm hardly a guest, Jill.

Jill: There is another thing, Mackenzie. I'm trying to build a relationship with my new father.

Mac: And I hope you know how lucky you are. He is a terrific person.

Jill: I do. I do. He is everything I've ever dreamed of in a father. And Katherine and he and I have been working very hard to build a real family here. And I'm just afraid if we throw you into the mix, it's gonna--

Mac: I see, I see. As usual, it's always about you.

Jill: No, dear. That is my point. Itís about the three of us. And I'm not gonna stand here, let you walk in and ruin everything.

Mac: What's there to ruin? You just told me how horrible it is living with an alcoholic. Or was that just a plan to get rid of me?


Larry: Well, now that's one heck of a question.

Sharon: Larry, forgive me. I know how this must sound, but I just can't fathom how this could be happening unless the bodies were switched somehow.

Larry: For the record, Sharon, you weren't imagining it.

Sharon: The dead body, you mean.

Larry: Yeah. The stiff was real, a little too real. You know, you never forget that smell of rotten human flesh as long as you live.

Sharon: Once I realized I had killed him, I wrapped his body up in a bed sheet and I hid him behind that dumpster. And he was still there frozen in snow and stiff as a board weeks later when I went back.

Larry: That night I saw you out at the Lakeside.

Sharon: I didn't want the body to be found anywhere near that motel in case the police might make a connection. So I heaved it into the trunk of my car somehow, and then I drove around frantic for hours trying to find a place to get rid of it. I was with it the whole time until I went into that bar. And that's when you took it. You put it down that manhole for me.

Larry: Sharon, we've already been through all of this.

Sharon: I know. I know, we even went down into the sewer to make sure that it was really Cameronís body.

Larry: Which we couldn't be sure it was.

Sharon: But when I confronted him after the brunch, he acted like I was crazy. He said that he had never even been to that motel, that he never blackmailed me into going there, I mean, nothing.

Larry: Okay, Sharon, let me ask you a question.

Sharon: Of course.

Larry: Is Kirsten right? Could you have possibly have hallucinated killing the guy?


Nick: Nice try, Cameron, but no dice.

Cameron: Come on, Nick. Don't tell me you still think I'm joking.

Nick: No, it's better than that.

Cameron: Meaning what?

Nick: Meaning I read the papers. I know the S.E.C. is all over you right now.

Cameron: Yeah, well, so what? So what? They're all over everyone these days.

Nick: Not like you. No wonder you disappeared.

Cameron: You think that's why I left?

Nick: You'll be lucky if they don't lock you up.

Cameron: Oh, come on, Nick. Nobody's gonna lock me up. The S.E.C. isnít gonna touch me.

Nick: Yeah, maybe not, especially if you have a fall guy.

Cameron: You think that's what I'm offering you?

Nick: Look, I wasn't gonna be my dad's stooge. I'm sure as hell not gonna be yours.

Cameron: Well, good for you, Nick. 'Cause that's not what I want you to be. Don't look so surprised. First off, the S.E.C. is not gonna find anything. And if they did, then you know what? The buck would stop with me, all right? Not my new C.O.O. So what do you say? You wanna reconsider?


Nikki: If I were you, I would say the handwriting is on the wall-- a lover returns after all these months and doesn't bother to tell you. Must've occurred to you he's trying to give you a message.

Grace: Nikki, you know nothing about Cameron and me, how much we love each other.

Nikki: Oh, you say that with such conviction, but you don't really know, do you, now that he's returned and hasn't contacted you?

Grace: I will hear from Cameron very soon.

Nikki: You hope.

Grace: No, I know.

Nikki: Remains to be seen. Wonder how he'll explain it. I'd love to be a fly on that wall.

Grace: All right. All right, you've had your fun. I'm much too busy to be wasting my time with this.

Nikki: Have a lovely day.


Jill: Mackenzie, why do you want to be here anyway? Wouldn't you rather remember your grandmother the way she used to be instead of a babbling drunk?

Mac: Thanks to you. I've seen the way you treat her, the way you talk to her, and it's not like a mother. It's more like a piece of dirt.

Jill: That is absolutely not true.

Mac: Oh, come on, Jill. I was standing right there the other day. I heard the way you spoke to her when she was just having a drink.

Jill: Well, what do you want me to do? Hold my tongue and stand by while she kills herself?

Mac: Give me a break. You've always treated her that way. You get your kicks by putting her down, walking all over the poor woman, abusing her every single chance you get.

Jill: Stop it. Don't talk to me this way!

Mac: In fact, I wouldnít be surprised if you were the reason that my grandma started to drink--

Kay: Mackenzie, Mackenzie that is quite enough. Now I will not have you talking to your aunt in that manner.


Michael: So... what are you tellin' me, at you're not gonna take my advice?

Kevin: Mike, please go. Let me deal with this.

Michael: Mnh-mnh. Did I tell you Gloria was here?

Kevin: When?

Michael: When you weren't doing so great.

Kevin: Why?

Michael: Mmm, you told her I was makin' money. Maybe she came here to see if I was in a generous mood. I made it clear that I wasnít. Anyway, she was pretty upset you were hurt.

Kevin: Like it ever mattered before.

Michael: That's what I told her. I screamed right in her face.

Kevin: You did?

Michael: Yeah.

Kevin: So why are we talking about Mom?

Michael: Kevin, she was weak. That's why she didn't stand up for you. That's why she didn't stop your father from beating on you. And you don't have to be weak like her. Weakness isn't hereditary. You don't have to be like that.

Kevin: Okay, all right. Okay, Mikey, I see what you're doing.

Michael: Weakness leads to bad decisions. And it leads to things worse than the things you were afraid of in the first place. It's just this cycle. It's a vicious cycle.

Guard: Time's up.

Michael: I'm not finished.

Guard: Yes, you are.

Michael: In a moment. You hearin' me? You hearin' at I'm tellin' you?

Guard: Come on. The kid's had nothin' but visitors today. This isn't a social club.

Michael: I'm his attorney, officer.

Guard: Like I said, time's up. You can visit him at the jailhouse later today.

Michael: He's moving?

Guard: Yeah. Look at him, he's fine. Transport bus will be here in two hours. Come on.

Kevin: It's too soon. It's too soon.

Michael: No, you're just gonna have to do what I told you. You just have to do what I told you.

Kevin: Mikey, they're gonna take me back there.

Michael: It's okay. Listen, stop. Stop, don't panic. You can do this. Remember, just keep tellin' yourself, "I can do this." Come on, you're tough, like your big brother Mikey, right? You can do this. You got it?

Guard: All right, all right. That's it, out. Come on, let's move it.

Guard: Let's go.

Kevin: (Breathing heavily) oh, who are we kidding, Mike? I can't do this. I canít. I'm sorry, but... I really would rather die.


Neil: What exactly are you saying, Detective? You think I made this up just to get Kevin off the hook? I mean, how likely does that sound?

Hank: No, sir, not even a little. Look, don't get me wrong. I'm impressed. I know how much you hate Fisher, and I know you'd like to be there the day he goes to prison just to watch the big door close behind him.

Neil: So then I bring you information to exonerate him from this crime, and you don't believe it's legitimate?

Hank: I'm not sayin' it's real. I'm not sayin' it isnít. I have to check it out first. How long have you had this?

Neil: Had it a few weeks.

Hank: You went through a tough time, didn't you, deciding what to do?

Neil: It would have been so easy to light a match to that report, just like Kevin probably did to Ginaís.

Hank: But you couldnít.

Neil: At the end of the day, no.

Hank: Mr. Winters, I take it back what I said before about citizen involvement in an investigation. There are times where you can help, and you just did.

Neil: So what happens if it checks out?

Hank: I'd say our case is down the tubes.

Neil: Call me psychic, but you don't look very happy about this.

Hank: Doesn't matter to me. I just want the right guy, not just any guy.

Neil: Listen, all I can tell you is that Eddie Praether is a well-respected investigator. If he says Fisher wasn't at Marsino's that afternoon or evening, I'm sure you'll come to find that it does check out. Now listen, man, if you want my advice, you should be looking at someone connected with Marsino or the people that back his club.

Hank: Hang on a second. Yes, sergeant?

Officer: Captain says they moved the meeting up. Want to start now.

Hank: Okay, thank you. Tell him I'll be right there.

Officer: Right.

Hank: Mr. Winters, I gotta go, but I will look through this very thoroughly and quickly. I've already got problems with Fisher.

Neil: How come?

Hank: You didn't know. He was beaten pretty badly in lockup. He spent the last few days in the hospital.

Neil: Really?

Hank: Uh-h, he almost died as a guest of the city. So you can imagine the last thing I want is to keep him under arrest an extra minute if he's clean on these charges. Mr. Winters, I gotta say it again. You're an honest man. Sometimes in this line of work, it's easy to think there aren't too many of those left in the world. So thank you. Appreciate it.

Neil: Thank you. I still want to see Kevin Fisher pay for what he did to my child.

Hank: I'm with you. I can hold on to this copy, right?

Neil: Yeah, it's all yours. Take it.

Hank: Thank you.


Cameron: Aw, come on, Nick. What are you being so hard-nosed for?

Nick: Well, why are you pushing it?

Cameron: I'm pushing because I like you. I was impressed with you right from the start. I want to step down, and I want you to be the man who takes over when I'm gone.

Nick: You mean you want me to be C.E.O.?

Cameron: Eventually. I think taking care of day-to-day operations now is a good start.

Nick: Sure is.

Cameron: This is the real deal, Nick. This is no joke. And it's a shot your old man is never gonna give you. Remember that.

Nick: Like I could ever forget.

Nick: I'm gonna need some time with this.

Cameron: Good. Buddy, you take all the time you need, just not too much. 'Cause I'm gonna need an answer real soon.


Sharon: Look, the last thing in the world I wanna believe is that I dreamt the whole thing up. And besides, like you said, there is a body.

Larry: True.

Sharon: And corpses don't just appear out of nowhere like that. I mean, someone was killed. And I was sure it was Cameron, but obviously I was mistaken.

Larry: Which means you didn't do it, right?

Sharon: Which means nothing really. The only thing that I'm certain of is how sick and tired I am of feeling like I'm going insane.

Larry: Well, the only thing that makes sense, since Kirsten isn't dead, is that when you clocked him over the head with that bottle, you just knocked him out. The cold must've revived him.

Sharon: So then when he came to behind that dumpster...

Larry: He was good and mad and just took off for awhile.

Sharon: Well, that would explain a lot of things.

Larry: Yeah.

Sharon: Except one.

Larry: Yeah, and he ain't talkin' much down in the sewer, is he?


Kay: I told you, Mackenzie, Jill was not responsible for my drinking again.

Mac: I know what you told me, Grandma, but it's totally obvious.

Kay: What?

Mac: That Jill pushed you over the edge.

Kay: Oh, sweetheart. It doesn't work that way.

Mac: What do you mean?

Kay: Oh, Mackenzie, once an alcoholic, always the alcoholic.

Mac: But you quit for so many years.

Kay: Yes, but I was just one drink away from falling back into my old habits.

Mac: I still don't believe that you'd have started drinking if Jill hadn't been so cruel to you.

Jill: Mackenzie, you don't know what you're talking about.

Kay: Darling, yes, you have not been here. Thereís... you have no idea what's been going on in this house.

Mac: You don't expect me to believe that Jill has turned into this kind and thoughtful person now that she knows that you're her mother.

Kay: Shh. Now you listen to me. It takes two to tango. I'm just as much to blame as she is, probably more.

Mac: No. No, I don't agree.

Kay: Well--

Mac: I've seen the way that she treats you since I've been here-- calling you a drunk. Grandma, why do you put up with that? Why don't you just stand up for yourself?

Kay: Jill would not be harping about my drinking if she were not concerned about me.

Mac: And that makes it all right?

Kay: Try to understand that Jill and I have come a long way since you have left. We have made a bond, just as you and I have made a bond. And no matter how much we argue, we do care deeply for one another.

Mac: I guess I didn't realize.

Kay: What, darling?

Mac: How much things have changed.

Kay: Oh, Mackenzie, now... oh, Mackenzie, that... that doesn't mean that I don't love you.

Mac: Oh, I know, Grandma.

Kay: Well...

Mac: But I think my being here is only gonna cause trouble. So I'll move out.

Kay: Move out? Where would you??

Mac: Don't worry. I have a place to stay.

Kay: You aren't-- you aren't thinking of moving out of town, though, are you?

Mac: No, no.

Kay: You aren't doing that.

Mac: No, and I promise I'll stay in touch.

Kay: Well, it certainly isn't, uh... it isn't what I would want, but you are an adult. And you're old enough to make your own decisions. But if you're absolutely certain you'll be--

Mac: Yes, yes. I am. I think it'd be a lot less stressful for everybody, including me, if I lived somewhere else.


Cameron: Hello, sweetheart. Something wrong?

Grace: Yes, I'd say there's something wrong. What the hell is the matter with you?! Damn it! You've ruined everything!


Kevin: Okay, okay. Okay. All right, they say it doesn't hurt that bad. I mean, just for a minute or so.

Kevin: Ah! Ah!

Kevin: Okay, okay. Ah!

Kevin: All right. Hey, the bus is coming! Hey, the bus is coming! The bus is coming! Okay, I gotta go! I gotta go! Ah, ah!

Guard: What the hell is goin' on?

Kevin: I'm leaving. I'm leaving. I'm taking my mother and my father with me.

Guard: You're not goin' anywhere, kid, except back to jail. Now what have you got in your hand?!

Kevin: Stay back, stay back! Make him stay back.

Guard: Who are you talkin' to?

Kevin: You! You! I'm leaving!

Guard: No, you're not.

Kevin: We are leaving, officer, and if you try and stop us, I'm gonna set myself on fire.

Guard: Like hell you will. Give me the lighter!

Kevin: Get back! No, no! Mom, Dad, make him stay back!

Guard: You're crazy, kid. Now come on, take it easy. You donít wanna hurt yourself.

Kevin: (Screaming)


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

Hank: You better get over to the hospital. Bad things are goin' down with your brother.

Grace: I thought we were in this together, Cameron.

Cameron: We are, Grace.

Grace: Why do I suddenly feel like I've been stabbed in the back?!

Nick: I have another piece of the puzzle as to why Cameron showed up here after hiding out.

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