Monday Y&R Transcript 7/12/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 7/12/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 7/13/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Daniel: Mom, did you hear me? I asked if I could stay here.

Phyllis: M-Mom. You called me "Mom."

Daniel: Yeah.

Phyllis: I-- I--I've never heard you say that to me before. You called me Mom.

Daniel: So what do you say? Can I, like, stay with you?

Phyllis: Yeah. Yeah, you could-- I mean, listen, if it were up to me, of course, but this isn't my place.

Daniel: Why, it belongs to that guy you're living with?

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, his name is Damon.

Daniel: Is he around?

Phyllis: Yeah, he's around. He's on a call right now, a really important call. I mean, I would love for you to meet him. He's a great guy. But before you do, I just want to ask one important question.

Daniel: Okay, go ahead.

Phyllis: You wanting to stay here-- is that for real?


Danny: No, believe me, Wes. That's fantastic news. The Toronto audiences are incredible, but no U.S. Cities, huh? Yeah, I just-- there's a lot going on right now. I'd like to stick close to Genoa City. Believe me, beggars can't be choosers. I know that, but just do the best you can, all right? I'm a little preoccupied with some personal stuff right now and... all right, all right, I'll wait to hear from you. Thanks so much.

Chris: Is that who I think it was?

Danny: Yeah, it was my agent. They're putting together a little tour in August.

Chris: Well, that's fabulous.

Danny: (Sighs)

Chris: Isn't it?

Danny: Ask me that last week.

Chris: And before this whole thing blew up with Daniel and Phyllis.

Danny: Have you talked to Daniel?

Chris: No.

Danny: I can't tell you how many messages I've left on his cell phone.

Chris: I'm thinking he's probably just wanting some space.

Danny: This is crazy. I mean, he's my son.

Chris: Danny, relax, okay? Just breathe.

Danny: You know, and to top things off, hey, guess who I ran into having a little daily jog as happy as a lark.

Chris: You didn't run into Phyllis.

Danny: I'd like to run into Phyllis with a semi.


Dru: Neil, I never said that Devon should move in with us.

Neil: Good, because it's not gonna happen.

Dru: But he needs someone to look after him.

Neil: Dru, he's had chance after chance to fit in in what were probably some very good foster homes.

Dru: Okay, Neil, he blew it. What are we doing, beating a dead horse?

Neil: So now he's in a group home. I mean, it's not like he's out there wandering the streets late at night, hungry and alone.

Dru: Is he getting what he needs emotionally?

Neil: And you think you're the only one who can give him what he needs?

Dru: I'd like to get my foster care license and try.

Neil: Okay, good, baby. Then go get your foster care license, but it's not that simple.

Dru: See, now I don't think it's that complicated. I think you're concerned about mussing up your cushy existence here.

Neil: Hey, hey, hey, that's not fair. Don't come at me like that.

Dru: No, I'm serious. What should we do, like cast a blind eye, turn our back on this kid, let the system take care of him, the system that's done such a stellar job already? Is that what you're telling me?


Devon: Hey.

Lily: Hi.

Devon: Do you need any help?

Lily: No, I'm okay.

Devon: Look, I just want to apologize about before, all right? I didn't mean that you shouldn't rely on your parents, okay? I think it's cool how close you guys are.

Lily: What about all that stuff you said, about how great it is being alone?

Devon: It is sometimes, okay? But other times, you know, yeah, it would be nice to have what you have.


Jamal: Excuse me. Excuse me.

Nikki: Oh.

Jamal: Can I help you?

Nikki: Um, yes, yes.

Jamal: Are you looking for somebody?

Nikki: I'm looking for Cassie Newman.

Jamal: I mean, she should be around here somewhere.

Nikki: Did they used to make paint here?

Jamal: Yeah, a long time ago. I mean, it's been abandoned for years. We turned it into a rec center for the kids. You're more than welcome to look around, miss...

Nikki: Newman.

Jamal: Newman. Newman as in...

Nikki: I'm married to Victor Newman.

Jamal: Wow. I had no idea. It's great to meet you. I'm Jamal.

Nikki: Oh, Jamal, oh, yes, Victor has mentioned you. Good to meet you.

Jamal: Yeah, your husband is a great boss. I mean, it's a wonderful thing that he's doing here, and the community really needs a place like this.

Nikki: It's quite a transformation.

Jamal: Um, I'm kinda curious. How'd you know it was a paint factory?

Nikki: Oh, I used to come here a lot when I was a little girl. This is the place where my father worked.


Nick: You ready?

Sharon: No.

Nick: I know talking to the police isn't anyone's idea of a good time.

Sharon: Do we have to?

Nick: Detective Weber said we either go to him, or he's gonna come out here.

Sharon: Did you try Michael again?

Nick: He's out of town.

Sharon: Right, you said on a deposition.

Nick: Now he may be back soon. I talked to his secretary. She couldn't give me an exact time. We could wait for him if you want.

Sharon: No, no, that's okay. I'm nervous as it is. If Weber has more information, I want to know.

Nick: No matter what he's got, you didn't kill anyone.

Sharon: No, but Cameron did.

Nick: And he's gonna pay for it.

Sharon: Well, why am I the one that feels like the walls are closing in?

Nick: Let's go get this over with.

Grace: Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Nick: What's going on?

Grace: You were right. He's a killer! Cameron--do you know what he's done?


Lily: No, I just wanna, you know, like, box so I could, you know, defend myself.

Jamal: Right. Defend yourself.

Lily: Yes, not hurt anyone.

Jamal: Well, that would be neat. Okay, all right...

Lorena: And that brings us to the community center. As you can see, quite a bit of space.

Woman: Oh, impressive.

Woman #2: Now I noticed that there was some construction work going on out back.

Lorena: That is for the basketball court and the swimming pool.

Woman #2: A basketball court? That's wonderful.

Woman #3: It's so needed in this area.

Woman #4: I won't let my son play ball at the park.

Woman #5: You mean the one over on Union? Girl, I know. The things that happen over there, y'all know it's terrible.

Woman #4: Especially after dark.

Woman #5: Mm-hmm, that's true.

Lorena: This court will only be open during certain hours and always supervised. The same rules apply in here. Mr. Newman will not tolerate bad behavior, no drugs, no foul language. Those are the rules.

Woman #4: Let's just hope he's around long enough to enforce those rules.

Woman #5: Okay?

Woman #3: Harriet.

Harriet: Look, I'm sorry, but I can't help being skeptical. You watch what happens when his probation is up.

Woman #5: Girl, he probably won't even step foot in this neighborhood again.

Lorena: I think you're wrong. I've gotten to know Mr. Newman. He is completely committed to this community. He himself is from a disadvantaged background. He knows the difference a place like this can make. Why don't you go on ahead? I'll meet you downstairs.

Woman #3: Okay, thanks a lot. Thank you so much.

Woman #5: Girls, exit out the way we came in.

Devon: What the...

Lorena: Working hard as usual, I see.


Neil: Drucilla, no, no, no. No, don't you lay this guilt trip on me.

Dru: I thought you cared about him.

Neil: I do, but that's a far cry from bringing him into our home. Besides, Lily's volunteering at the rec center this summer.

Dru: What does that have to do with the price of tomatoes?

Neil: Because Devon will be there all the time, right? You wanna see him. You can help him out all you want.

Dru: It's not the same thing. That is not the same thing. You know that, and we're dealing with a time factor.

Neil: What, you mean because he'll be an adult in a year and a half?

Dru: If you can call 18 being an adult. We know that 18 does not equate to being responsible.

Neil: Although he has had to grow up faster than most.

Dru: Yeah, but look at the way he's grown up, Neil. He already has a record.

Neil: Oh, that's just beautiful. Where'd you hear this from?

Dru: Lorena Davis. A little bit of boosting, some curfew issues.

Neil: A little bit of boosting, so he can move in here and rip us off blind and then come wandering in at 2 A.M. in the morning?

Dru: That's optimistic.

Neil: He's breaking the law, honey.

Dru: Listen, these kids are desperate, okay? They turn to drugs and crime and prostitution. The poor thing doesn't even know how to fill out a job application, let alone a bank account.

Neil: Oh, I'm feeling sorrier by the minute here. I mean, come on, aren't there some government programs to help these kids out?

Dru: Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, let's talk about those hoops-- you know what I read? Gee, if you don't meet the state guidelines, the government takes the money back. You see where I'm going? How would you feel about government raising our Lily?

Neil: I don't know, but it's very apparent to me that you've been reading up a lot, and you've become an expert on this subject.

Dru: Anything I can get my hands on, because I believe the kid has potential, Neil.

Neil: All right, let me get this straight-- so he's reminding you of yourself at this age?

Dru: He just needs someone to motivate him, to give him a good swift kick in the butt and point him in the right direction.

Neil: All right, well... why does it have to be you?

Dru: You you see a long line of people behind me volunteering?

Neil: Probably for a damn good reason.

Dru: Neil, listen, I remember when I was his age and when I shut down, and I was so sure that people didn't care, and I was afraid to trust.

Neil: Okay, Drucilla, reality check here. We already have a teenager in the house. Her name is Lily. Lord knows she's had her fair share of problems this past year.

Dru: What, you think Devonís gonna be a bad influence on her?

Neil: Well, don't you?

Dru: Why can't you see it the other way around? What if Lily's a good influence on Devon?

Neil: Oh, baby, look, I know your intentions are the best in the world, but I...

Dru: What? Tell me.

Neil: We need to put Lily first. She's gonna be 18 soon, too. She needs our attention. This is no time to be bringing in strays from the street.


Nick: What are you talking about, Grace?

Grace: You don't know about Frank?

Sharon: Yeah, we know.

Grace: How can you just be standing there so calmly? It fits right into what you were saying before. Cameron wanted to frame you. He wanted to connect that dead body to you. It's Frank Barritt, Sharon.

Nick: Yeah, it was a pretty slick plan. The only problem is nobody's gonna believe that Sharon killed that man.

Sharon: He wasn't my favorite person, but obviously, I would never--

Grace: No, I know. I know. The moment Cameron said it was Frank, I knew. Oh, God, to think I was in love with that man.

Sharon: I'm glad you finally realize what a bastard he is.

Grace: You've got to protect me.

Nick: Why would we protect you? You're the reason all this is happening.

Grace: I didn't start this. People getting killed? No way. Listen, you've got to believe me. I knew nothing about this, nothing.

Nick: I have an idea. Why don't you come with us down to the police station? And you can tell your story to Detective Weber.

Grace: No.

Sharon: Yes, Grace, I think that's a wonderful idea.


Cassie: Hey, Nikki. Jamal said you wanted to see me.

Nikki: Hi, honey, yeah.

Cassie: Why?

Nikki: I just wanted to see how you're doing.

Cassie: How come? Is something wrong?

Nikki: I was just talking with your mom and dad.

Cassie: And what? Nikki, you're acting kind of strange.

Nikki: Honey, I'm sorry. I don't mean to.

Cassie: Well, I still can't figure out why you're here.

Nikki: I'm here to see you. I mean, you spend so much time here, I wanted to check it out.

Cassie: Did Mom and Dad send you?

Nikki: No. We just got to talking about you and how special you are. So here I am.

Cassie: Well, it must have been some talk.

Nikki: So this is the famous rec center, huh?

Cassie: Yeah, this is it. It's pretty incredible now, but you should have seen it when we first started. Hey, do you want me to show you around, give you a tour?

Nikki: Yeah, yeah, that would be great.

Cassie: Okay, come on.


Danny: She was so smug, so infuriating.

Chris: Just don't forget who we're dealing with. Behind all that talk, there's a lot of insecurity.

Danny: Look, I know you're saying this to try to calm me down.

Chris: I'm saying it because it's the truth, Danny. You can't let her get to you.

Danny: Chris, I don't know what I'm going to go if I can't convince Daniel to listen to reason.

Chris: You're gonna be patient, and you're gonna be a grownup, and you're gonna be that same warm, loving parent you've been to him his whole life.

Danny: Unlike Phyllis.

Chris: That's how you're gonna fight for him-- by not fighting, by not forcing him or pushing him or insisting that you're some kind of saint. What you said to Phyllis was right on the money. You watch. She will show her true colors, and he will come running back, probably sooner than you think.

Danny: You're right. I mean, I know you're right.

Chris: You're just too upset to let it sink in. So I'm gonna have to use that broken record technique. We lawyers invented it, you know?

Danny: You're so calm, such a rock to me, when I know this must hurt you, too.

Chris: Oh, I decided a long time ago not to allow Phyllis to inflict any lasting damage to my self-esteem. Yeah, she still upsets the hell out of me.

Danny: Kind of takes you back, doesn't it?

Chris: To the custody battle.

Danny: Almost eerie, huh? Only this time, Danielís old enough to choose which parent he wants to be with. And I'll tell you something, Chris--I'm a little terrified that Daniel might make the mistake of choosing Phyllis.


Daniel: Mom.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Daniel: You're staring.

Phyllis: I'm sorry. I just can't believe that you're here, and you're calling me Mom.

Daniel: Yeah. Well, I really couldn't see spending another night with Christine in her apartment after everything I know now.

Phyllis: I understand that.

Daniel: Her pulling out all the stops so I wouldn't grow up with a mother-- I mean, that's not exactly something I'm gonna forget about.

Phyllis: Oh, Daniel, I'm so glad you're not still blaming me. I'm so glad that you know it was Christineís fault and not mine.

Daniel: I know. I know. And then I can't believe my dad. (Chuckles) that guy.

Phyllis: That guy.

Daniel: Danny. I can't believe that he'd move me into her apartment when I'd come to town to visit. I mean, talk about rubbing your face in it.

Phyllis: That's okay. Don't worry about me. Don't worry about me. My feelings were never important to Christine. She just went after what she wanted, and that was you.

Daniel: Well, so to answer your question, yes. Yes, I was serious, and now can you answer mine?

Damon: I'm sorry I took so long. Hello. I thought I heard voices.

Phyllis: Okay, I'm glad you're here because for a second, I didn't think this was real, but you're here, and I know it is.

Damon: What's that supposed to mean?

Phyllis: (Giggles) I have two of the most important men in my life standing in the same room. Damon, this is Daniel, my son. Daniel, this is Damon. He's my son.


Grace: I can't go to the police. I canít.

Nick: Why not? It's because of you all this is happening. Yeah, it's gotten out of control because of Cameron, but why should Sharon take the fall for that?

Grace: I don't have any proof. Cameron said he wanted to help me mess with you, but kill someone? He never said anything about that.

Nick: Come with us.

Grace: I canít. I canít. I'm too freaked out right now. I'll talk to the police later, not now.

Sharon: Let's go see what Weber wants.

Nick: All right, you stay right here.

Grace: But this is the first place he'd come looking for me.

Nick: Why's he looking for you?

Grace: He doesn't trust me anymore.

Nick: Well, Grace, why should we trust you? For all we know, you could still be working with Cameron.

Grace: I'm not. I swear.

Nick: All right, if you want us to believe that, then you stay here. We'll go get news from Weber. Then we'll come back here, sit down and talk about what we do next. And if that involves us going to the police, then you're gonna do that, right?

Grace: Okay.

Nick: Lock this door. Sit tight.


Lorena: We have talked about this, Devon. If you're going to be here, you have to pitch in. That doesn't mean sitting around listening to rap music.

Devon: What's the big deal? Old man Newman ain't around to yell at me.

Lorena: No, but I am. Mr. Newman wanted to kick you out weeks ago, but I convinced him to let you stay. Now I'm starting to think he was right. You're just in the way.

Devon: Oh, well, fine. I'll leave then.

Lorena: Why does everything have to be so difficult? This is an important project, something that I thought you would be proud to be a part of. But you won't even lift a finger. You sit around and let other people do all the work. Is that how you're gonna go through life, Devon? Taking advantage of other people?

Devon: Sounds good to me.

Lorena: I spoke with the Director of New Promises yesterday. I understand you've been causing some problems over at the group home.

Devon: I missed curfew a couple of times.

Lorena: A lot more than just a couple. I also understand that there was an incident involving you and a bottle of beer. Anything you want to say about that?

Devon: You know, I don't have to tell you nothing.

Lorena: This is not a game, Devon. You are this close to getting kicked out of there. One more violation, and that's it. They're moving you.

Devon: Well, great. God, I hate that place, anyway.

Lorena: Do you know what place you're gonna hate a lot more than that? Jail. But if you don't get your head on straight, that is exactly where you're going to end up.


Chris: Yes, Danielís upset with you.

Danny: Try livid. He won't even speak to me.

Chris: He's 16.

Danny: And it just floors me, Chris. All these years of loving him, raising him, being there for him-- they suddenly mean nothing, thanks to Phyllis.

Chris: No, no, they don't mean nothing.

Danny: What did I do? Tell me that. What sin did I commit to have this plague in my life, causing this turmoil and wreaking this havoc?

Chris: Danny, at least you had a break from her. That's more than some of us can say.

Danny: I just... I just want to punch that woman. I want to punch her!

Chris: You know what? Punch this. I'm serious, punch it. Kick the stuffing right out of it. And then once that's out of your system...

Danny: Okay, okay, I know, I know, be the grown-up.

Chris: Danny, you're gonna hold it together, because that's who you are. You talk about me being the rock. Think about all you've been to your son, since he was a little boy. That doesn't get erased overnight. Look, I really believe that Daniel is smart enough and perceptive enough to know what's what once the anger wears off. Combine that with Phyllis being her own worst enemy... come on, do I need to go on and on, or are you getting this gist of this?

Danny: Come here.


Damon: I am thrilled to meet you, Daniel. Your showing up has meant everything to Phyllis, to your mom. And, uh, well, I'm just happy you came to see her.

Daniel: Thanks. It's good to meet you, too.

Damon: I've heard a great deal about you.

Daniel: I hope that's a good thing.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah.

Daniel: You know, you have a really nice place here.

Damon: I'm glad you like it.

Daniel: So you're a photographer?

Damon: I don't get paid for it. I'm a chemist. These are mine, though. I took them.

Daniel: It's very impressive. You must be a man of many talents.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, he is. Believe me, he is.

Damon: Listen, listen, would you and your mom like some privacy to talk about things? I've got a couple more calls to make, and now's as good a time as any.

Phyllis: Um, no, it's okay. Daniel, uh, why don't you just get your things, and I'll explain everything to Damon, all right? All right, you know how to get there. You just walk through... all right. (Giggles)

Damon: Well?

Phyllis: Well, what?

Damon: You'll explain what to Damon?


Devon: So you think I'm gonna end up in jail, too, huh?

Lorena: Did someone else say the same thing?

Devon: Never mind about it.

Lorena: I know you don't like me, Devon. I don't really care. What I do care about is keeping you from becoming a statistic. The young men that I work with as a probation officer-- they're not much older than you. I don't want you to end up like them.

Devon: So I should be a good little boy then and play by the rules, huh?

Lorena: What's wrong with that? You think that means that you're selling out? It doesnít. It means that you are smart. I've got to get downstairs. You think about what I just said to you.


Dru: A stray? I'm insulted by the implication.

Neil: What am I implying?

Dru: That if I gave Devon attention, I would be neglecting my own daughter. You know I would never do that!

Neil: All I meant was that you're only one person.

Dru: So I'm determined.

Neil: Yeah, but, honey, there are so few hours in the day. Let's not forget that you have a job.

Dru: So what?

Neil: Well, just because you think you have an in with me, the boss, doesn't mean that you can run around all day long playing social worker, neglecting you duties at Newman Enterprises.

Dru: You don't give me much credit.

Neil: Of course I give you credit. Honey, you're a wonderful, caring woman with a heart of gold. I have no problem whatsoever if you want to mentor this kid Devon.

Dru: Oh, see, you haven't even been listening to me. See, he needs more than mentoring, Neil.

Neil: Of course I've been listening to you, but I am sorry here. But bringing that boy into this house, into our lives is just not cool. In fact, it's a bad idea, and I think if you're honest with yourself, you'll feel that, too.


Hank: Sorry to keep you waiting, folks. Thanks for coming in.

Nick: No problem.

Hank: The last time we talked about Frank Barritt, Mrs. Newman, you said you ran into him by chance late last year. I believe that's what you said.

Sharon: It was in the fall.

Hank: And it was a pleasant encounter.

Sharon: Well, like I said, I was concerned about Cassie learning who he was. I might have been a little curt.

Hank: But you didn't threaten him?

Sharon: No, he was twice my size.

Hank: What about you, Mr. Newman? Did you subsequently speak to Mr. Barritt?

Nick: You say that as if you already know.

Hank: I talked to some of Mr. Barritt's coworkers in Madison. Frank told them about his visit here in quite a bit of detail.

Nick: We had a confrontation. I told him I wanted him to stay away from Cassie. I didn't want him in her life.

Hank: I see.

Nick: I have nothing to hide.

Hank: But you didn't mention it the last time we spoke, though, did you? Did you and Mr. Barritt ever fight?

Nick: No, I said what I had to say, and that was it.

Hank: Which was, "stay away or else"?

Nick: There was no "or else."

Hank: You sure?

Nick: Yeah, I'm sure.

Hank: Did he express interest in having a relationship with your... with his daughter?

Nick: He was curious.

Hank: Is that why he was down here from Madison?

Nick: I guess. Look, I don't want to seem rude, but you said you had some new information. All you're doing is asking me a lot of questions.

Hank: Please, have a seat.

Hank: Were you aware that Mr. Barritt contacted a lawyer here in Genoa City about your adoption of Cassie and his desire to see the child and have a relationship with her?

Nick: No.

Sharon: No way. We never received any kind of notice.

Hank: It never went that far. The lawyer received a phone call from Mr. Barritt. They discussed his rights, made an appointment to meet and get down to specifics. Now that was in January. Mr. Barritt never showed up. The lawyer wrote it off as someone who just changed his mind until he read Mr. Barritt's name in the paper the other day. It rang a bell, and he contacted us.

Nick: So what are you saying, exactly? That we're lying? We found out that Barritt was after our daughter, and that motivated us to kill him?

Hank: I've seen stranger things.

Nick: Yeah, well, after all your years of experience, you can't tell the difference between a killer and someone... this is ridiculous. We don't solve our problems that way.

Hank: You were very anxious to have your daughter not learn Mr. Barritt's role in her life, wouldn't you say?

Nick: Anxious, yes. Not homicidal. (Door opens)

Cop: Excuse me, Detective. The lab tech needs to see you for a moment.

Hank: Do you folks mind waiting?

Nick: Not at all.

Hank: Okay. I'll be right back.

Sharon: God, Nicholas. What else does he know? Are we walking straight into a trap here?


Damon: Come on, sweetheart. Talk to me.

Phyllis: What about?

Damon: About? I know you're up to something.

Phyllis: Yeah, I am up to something, something wonderful.

Damon: Mm-hmm, concerning your son, I'll wager.

Phyllis: Oh, you're a smart, smart, smart man.

Damon: And you're pouring it on a little thick. You know that? Just tell me what you need.

Phyllis: (Giggles) okay, my son came here and said he wants to stay with me tonight.

Damon: Wow.

Phyllis: I know. Wow, right? He wants to stay here with me. You can imagine how shocked I was when he blurted that out.

Damon: Yeah, knowing how things have been between you, I can imagine you were very shocked.

Phyllis: Oh, astounded, astounded. I mean, he actually said, "I want to stay with you. I want to stay with you, Mom." (Giggles)

Damon: It's just a little sudden, no?

Phyllis: I don't know. I mean, he finally realized that Christine, the woman he's been living with, is the woman who single-handedly ruined his childhood. He said, "I don't want to stay there with her."

Damon: And therefore...?

Phyllis: Oh, my gosh, Damon. I'm sorry. I haven't even asked you. I mean, is it okay? Is it okay if s son stays with us tonight? Is that okay with you, baby?


Chris: You feel better?

Danny: How do you do it?

Chris: Do what?

Danny: Give me hope when I've already convinced myself there isn't a scrap to be found.

Chris: Just part of the job description.

Danny: It is?

Chris: Yeah, it's in the girlfriend handbook, chapter six, I think-- "how to support your man through thick and thin."

Danny: You are so much more than a girlfriend, Christine, and you know that.


Nick: All right, Miguel, if you see her, have her call me on my cell immediately. Thanks. Grace is nowhere to be found.

Sharon: Great. I knew we couldn't trust her.

Nick: Maybe she went to... you're right. She ran out on us. Damn it!

Sharon: The detective seems to know so much. The way he looks at me, Nick, it's terrifying.

Nick: He's trying to make you feel guilty. It's just a technique of his. Don't let it get to you. (Door opens)

Hank: So... where were we?

Nick: You were suggesting that one or us or both of us was so threatened by Frank Barritt that we killed him.

Hank: But you didnít.

Nick: No.

Sharon: No.

Hank: Well, I have a problem then. One coincidence I can handle, but two coincidences-- that's unusual.

Nick: What are you talking about?

Hank: We found the body wrapped in a sheet. As part of a routine laboratory study of all aspects of the victim and his condition, we ran a test on the sheet. A substance called luminol was applied to the fabric. Then the fabric was exposed to ultraviolet light.

Nick: Luminol?

Hank: It can reveal the presence of blood long after it's been washed away. Obviously, the sheet being down in that sewer for so long, there was nothing visible to the naked eye, but with luminol...

Sharon: What? Detective...

Hank: Ma'am, are you sure you don't have anything to tell me?

Sharon: No!

Hank: You know, you have the right to an attorney.

Sharon: Oh, my God. Are you arresting me?

Hank: What I mean, ma'am, is we can stop talking anytime you want.

Nick: What the hell did you find? What's on the sheet?

Hank: Apparently the victim didn't die immediately. The luminol test revealed the word "Sharon" written on the sheet crudely, probably with a finger, in blood.


Phyllis: I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot! I just assumed it would be okay. I was just really excited.

Damon: (Chuckles) of course you were excited. You were hoping that boy would come to you.

Phyllis: Yeah, so you understand?

Damon: Yes, I understand.

Phyllis: All right, so if it's not okay, it's okay. It's okay. I mean, we can get a hotel or something.

Damon: (Chuckles) this is your son. This is our home. I ain't gonna send y'all to a hotel.

Phyllis: You're not?

Damon: That boy needs a place for the night, he's got one.

Phyllis: Oh, you are a wonderful, wonderful man. Thank you, thank you. Mmm!

Damon: I was just thinking the same thing. I was sitting there. I was thinking, "you are a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful woman." Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Phyllis: My son came to me just like you said he would.

Damon: I know I did. Maybe next time you'll listen to me.

Phyllis: (Giggles) he likes me, I think. Maybe he'll learn to love me. Wouldn't that be wonderful?


Cassie: This is the storage room. You wouldn't believe how much junk was in here. It took us days to get it organized.

Nikki: Oh, this is where you found the earring.

Cassie: Yeah, it was in some old file cabinet. I think they got rid of it, though.

Nikki: Wow, do you know where the other earring is?

Cassie: No, but I wish I could find it. This one is so pretty. I would love to wear them both. And what kind of jewel do you think this is? I think it's a ruby, but I really don't know. What do you think, Nikki? Nikki?

Nikki: Oh, there's a lot of history in here, huh?

Cassie: Yeah, it's neat, huh? Trying to figure out where these things came from. I wonder if that desk could be a real antique.

Lily: Hey, Cassie.

Cassie: Yeah?

Lily: Jamal needs us.

Cassie: Um, okay, I'll be right there in a minute. I'm sorry. I have to get back to wo..

Nikki: Oh, honey, that's okay. Thanks for the tour.

Cassie: Do you want me to walk you out?

Nikki: No, no, I know the way out.

Cassie: Okay, bye.

Nikki: Bye.


Nick: This isn't possible.

Hank: Forensic science just keeps getting better and better.

Sharon: You think that I killed Frank, and then he wrote my name on the sheet?

Hank: Well, ma'am, unless he was starting a love letter, I'd say he was identifying his killer.

Sharon: Nick!

Nick: All right, that's it. We're not answering any more questions until our attorney Michael Baldwin gets here.

Hank: That's fine. However, it's not a situation where I can just let Mrs. Newman go home.

Sharon: What do you mean?

Hank: It means that this investigation is now focused on you, and I think it would probably serve the public interest best if I just went ahead and arrest you.

Sharon: What? Why?

Nick: This is ridiculous. You don't have any proof.

Hank: No, but I have good, strong evidence, Mr. Newman. You're wealthy people. You have options. I can't take a risk that your wife might decide to leave the country. I need to get her in custody, so a judge can set bond. Mr. Newman, would you please step away? Please, sir.

Sharon: Oh, my God. Oh, this can't be happening.

Nick: Just calm down, relax.

Hank: Mrs. Newman, you have the right to remain silent.

Nick: Don't say anything.

Hank: Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Sharon: Nick, help!

Nick: I'll take care of it.

Hank: You have the right to talk to a lawyer and have him present while you're being questioned.

Sharon: Oh, my God! Oh, God!

Hank: If you cannot afford to hire a lawyer, one will be appointed to represent you before you answer any questions if you wish one.

Sharon: Oh, my God!

Hank: Mrs. Newman, do you understand these rights I've just recited to you?


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

Daniel: I'm going to stay with Mom.

Danny: You're not leaving this apartment, do you hear me?

Sharon: Detective Weber actually thinks I murdered Frank Barritt.

Michael: Well, we're gonna prove he's wrong.

Nick: Your mother's will.

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