Monday Y&R Transcript 7/26/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 7/26/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 7/27/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Damon: You know, I've been hearing you down here all night pacing and mumbling to yourself.

Phyllis: Yeah, I know. Daniel didn't come home last night, but what do you expect?

Damon: Teenage boys have been known to stay out all night, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Yeah, I know that. I know that. You think I don't know that?

Damon: You are worrying unnecessarily.

Phyllis: I'm not worried. I'm upset.

Damon: About what?

Phyllis: I'm upset because this is Daniel. He's sending me a message. He's sending me a message that, "I don't want to be with you." Is what he...? (Doorbell rings)

Phyllis: Okay, there he is. That's him.

Phyllis: What are you doing here?

Danny: Phyllis, I want to see my son. Tell Daniel I'm here.

Phyllis: Why'd you bring her?

Chris: I want to talk to Daniel, too.

Phyllis: "I want to talk to Daniel, too." Really? You've got nerve, Christine, you know that? You've got a lot of nerve. You rip my son out of my arms, and then you exile him to a life of boarding schools. And then when he finally breaks free, you sniff him out like a bloodhound. Keep away from my son!


Gloria: Oh! Well, looks like you and your friend had yourselves quite a time last night.

Kevin: Yeah.

Gloria: Oh, my gosh! You're still here!

Daniel: Yeah.

Gloria: Oh, about gave me a heart attack.

Daniel: Sorry.

Kevin: Morning, Mom.

Gloria: Wait until Michael sees this.


Jack: Congratulations.

John: For what?

Jack: Well, you have the distinct look of a man who got lucky last night.

John: Jack, would you please not be so crude?

Jack: I'm glad the lady you're spending time with has put a little gleam in your eye.

John: Thrilling. Why don't I pour you a cup of coffee? All right, and what are your plans for today, as if I couldn't tell?

Jack: I am playing a doubles match with three of the most beautiful women in Genoa City. Whatever you're thinking, don't say it.

John: I wasn't about to say anything.

Jack: Yeah, sure. So how was last night? You have a good time?

John: Well, Jackie, I will admit that it was terrific being with someone who made me feel good about myself. It helped me forget my worries.

Jack: What are you talking about? What worries do you have? Now that you have Victor's millions, I'm sure things are going swimmingly at Jabot. Or are they?


J.T.: Hey, what you reading?

Cassie: Hey, J.T. Oh, it's a book for school.

J.T.: Didn't you hear? It's summer vacation.

Cassie: Yeah, but we have a list of novels to read before the fall.

J.T.: And that's the last one, right?

Cassie: How did you know?

J.T.: Oh, lucky guess. Do you mind if I sit down?

Cassie: Go ahead.

J.T.: So how you been?

Cassie: Okay.

J.T.: Just okay?

Cassie: My mom's been going through some stuff.

J.T.: Yeah, I heard about her arrest.

Cassie: I don't really know the details, but it's been tough on our family.

J.T.: Yeah, I can imagine. Well, I hope everything works out for you guys.

Cassie: Thanks, J.T.

J.T.: I see you're still wearing that earring.

Cassie: Yeah, I think it's so pretty.

J.T.: Mind if I see it?

Cassie: Sure.

J.T.: I wonder what those stones are.

Cassie: Rubies, maybe.

J.T.: Hmm, well, that would probably make it pretty valuable, right? You should ask Nikki. I bet she knows a lot about jewelry.

Cassie: Well, I did show it to her, and she's been acting weird ever since.


Raul: What did I tell you, Britt? Once a sleaze, always a sleaze.

Brittany: Morning.

Raul: Morning.

Brittany: Did the phone ring?

Raul: Nope. You expecting a call?

Brittany: Yeah, from Bobby. He's gonna let me know if I can go by the club this morning, run through a few new songs.

Raul: Oh, why don't you just go down there, you know? Tell him you need a practice.

Brittany: Well, I suppose I could, but the place is probably a mess.

Raul: No, it's not, actually. I was just there last night.

Brittany: You were?

Raul: Uh-huh.

Brittany: Why?

Raul: I wanted to talk to Bobby about some stuff.

Brittany: Oh, no, Raul, you didn't!

Raul: Oh, don't worry. We both played nice. I just had a couple of things I wanted to get off my chest. Although while I was down there, you know, I found out some pretty interesting stuff.

Brittany: Like what?

Raul: You know how Bobby said he was gonna clean up his act and get rid of the strippers, so you'd have a classier place to perform? Well... guess again.


J.T.: So how was Nikki acting weird?

Cassie: Every time I see her lately, it's like she isn't herself.

J.T.: Because of what's going on with Sharon?

Cassie: No, it's more than that. It's the earring. Every time she sees me wearing it, she starts asking all these questions, and she gets this funny look on her face, like she's seen it before.

J.T.: Well, maybe it reminds her of one of her earrings.

Cassie: I've seen all of Nikkiís jewelry. She has nothing like this.

J.T.: Well, maybe she used to when she was younger.

Cassie: I don't know. She asked me if I knew where the other one was, and I told her I looked all around the rec center, and I couldn't find it. Maybe the little girl still has it.

J.T.: The little girl from the movie.

Cassie: Only she wouldn't be so little anymore.

J.T.: Right.

Cassie: That movie looked pretty old. I wish I knew her name. Maybe I could track her down and give her back that earring. Wouldn't that be cool?

J.T.: Yeah, it would be.

Cassie: It's probably never going to happen, but you never know. Oh, I have to go. I'm working at the rec center today.

J.T.: All right. Well, uh, here.

Cassie: Thanks.

J.T.: Have fun. Maybe I'll swing by there later.

Cassie: Okay, bye.

J.T.: See ya. (Playing slow-tempo piece)

(Voices speaking indistinctly) (Resumes playing)


[Nikki remembering.]

Ashley: Hello, Victor, it's Ashley. I'm at the airport, and I told Brad that I'd call you before I left town um, I have some great news. Brad agreed to unsupervised visits with Abby once I get back from my trip, but he said he'd prefer you stayed away from her while I'm gone, so please respect that, especially since we're so close to working this whole thing out. I real think we're going to prevail. (Plays dissonant chord)

Brad: Erase the message, Nikki. It's the best thing for both of us. It's the best thing for Abby. (Beeps)


Victor: The piano sounded nice. You've been playing a lot of it lately.

Nikki: Yeah, I don't really know why.

Victor: You never did say. Why did you invite Brad Carlton over here last night when you know that I detest that man?


John: You know we miss you at Jabot.

Jack: But you've got Newmanís millions. That's got to count for something.

John: Right, right, accepting Victor's money under the conditions he--

Jack: So how are things going over at the old paint and powder factory? You know what? Never mind. I don't need to know anymore.

John: Jack...

Jack: No, really, I don't want to know anymore.

John: That's nonsense. What's going on at Jabot is that we're all very busy, particularly Ashley.

Jack: Yeah, everybody doing a lot of overtime hours, are they?

John: More than you could imagine. Do you know that every single employee at Jabot is putting out every ounce of energy to save the company?

Jack: You'll survive, Dad. You've got a loyal crew.

John: Yeah, maybe so, son, maybe so, but your presence is sorely missed.

Jack: Oh, why do you do that to me? What am I supposed to say? I've been eighty-sixed from Jabot. I so much as think of returning, and Newman wants his millions back, and we're in debt again. Let's face it, the black knight has our destiny in his hands, or at least mine. Do I like it? No. But that's the way it is, so...

Jill: Hello, John. Oh, Jack, just the man I'm looking for. Did I, uh, interrupt something?

John: No, Jill. I was just leaving.

Jill: Bye.


Paul: Okay, I'm here. What's the big emergency?

J.T.: Hey, would you follow me out here?

Paul: Yeah. Hey, J.T., I got a mountain of paperwork on my desk, so could we--

J.T.: I need your help.

Paul: Sure. What's going on?

J.T.: Well, I did something, and I'm not sure exactly how to handle it.

Paul: All right. Why don't you tell me about it?

J.T.: Take a look at this.

Paul: Well, it's an earring.

J.T.: You know the human remains they found behind the rec center?

Paul: Oh, yeah. I read about it in the paper.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I was there, and that earring was in the dirt next to the skeleton.

Paul: So why don't the police have this?

J.T.: Because I took it before the cops showed up.

Paul: Oh, God, J.T...

J.T.: Look, I know I shouldn't have.

Paul: You took evidence from a potential crime scene. We've been over this. You do not tamper with evidence.

J.T.: I didn't know what else to do, Paul.

Paul: Well, how about do nothing?

J.T.: Because there's more to the story, a lot more.


Jill: So your father didn't look like a happy camper.

Jack: Yeah, I think that's kind of my fault. I brought up business.

Jill: Well, things are still a bit bumpy over at Jabot, in spite of Victor's money.

Jack: Yeah, I hear you're all working pretty hard to save the company.

Jill: We're doing the best we can.

Jack: What about the men's line? Has Brad many any decision on axing it?

Jill: Oh, Bradley is still thinking about it.

Jack: Well, keep fighting the good fight. I will say this. You drop a line, those customers are gonna go somewhere else. Rebuilding is a dog.

Jill: Yeah, tell that to Brad.

Jack: Well, I would, except nobody seems to be asking old Jackieís opinion these days.

Jill: Still, it's so nice to know that you still care about Jabot.

Jack: Well, of course I do, in a remote, distant sort of way.

Jill: Oh, now that is such bull! Among other things, you still have a huge financial investment over there.

Jack: That is true.

Jill: Anyway, Jack, I didn't come over here to talk about Jabot.

Jack: Okay, what's on your mind?

Jill: Esther is picking up Katherine from rehab today, and I want to be home to welcome her.

Jack: Well, that's great. What does that have to do with me?

Jill: Well, Katherine requested that I sit in on a board meeting at Chancellor Industries.

Jack: Oh, that's right. You said you were gonna do that. Did you manage to stay awake?

Jill: Well, staying awake was definitely not the problem. I'm telling you, there is... I don't know. There was something about the proceedings that just has disturbed me.

Jack: What do you mean?

Jill: I want your advice on something.

Jack: But I'm on my way out the door, okay? I'm running late.

Jill: Jack, please. Please, come on, I just need your input here.

Jack: I have a court reserved and three knockouts in tiny, little tennis skirts waiting for me.

Jill: Something tells me they will survive. Could you spare me a moment, please?

Jack: Okay, okay, tell old Jackie all your troubles. Could you make it, like, five minutes, though?

Jill: There is a man at Chancellor Industries. His name is Elliot Hampton.

Jack: Yeah, the guy running things over there.

Jill: Yes, he gave me quite a hard time, and I'm not so sure what to make of it.

Jack: A hard time? I'm not sure I follow.

Jill: Yeah, I don't think I do either.

Jack: A hard time, like in, he hassled you?

Jill: No, no, no, it was nothing overt. It was just like a general vibe.

Jack: What kind of vibe?

Jill: Hampton hasn't been with the company very long. You know, he took over for Ted Standish when he retired. He'd been there for eons.

Jack: What was your impression of the guy?

Jill: He's very slick.

Jack: And attractive?

Jill: Oh, for God's sake, Jack.

Jack: Just curious.

Jill: He's not unattractive, okay? It's just that there's something so damn smug about him.

Jack: Well, you know, smart people can be that way sometimes.

Jill: He didn't say as much, but I got the definite impression he wished I would go away.

Jack: And you're sure it wasn't just your sparkling personality?

Jill: Stop it, I'm serious here! Come on, this is Katherineís legacy. I want to be sure that everything is as it should be over there, or if I have a reason to be concerned.


Chris: Everything in this world does not revolve around you. You think you have this monopoly on caring about Daniel? You donít.

Phyllis: Well, between the two of us, I think I have the monopoly on caring at all.

Damon: You all don't need to have your business out here in the hallway. Come in, please.

Danny: I want to see my son.

Phyllis: I'm sorry. He's not here.

Chris: What?

Phyllis: "What? What?" I wasn't talking to you, Christine. He left early this morning.

Danny: Where'd he go?

Phyllis: I have no idea. You're gonna have to ask Daniel next time you see him, if he's still speaking to you.

Danny: Can you at least tell me if he's all right?

Phyllis: Of course he's all right, because he's finally with his mother where he belongs. We're getting along famously, if you care.

Chris: Oh, brother.

Danny: You're not deliberately trying to keep him from me, are you, Phyllis?

Phyllis: Of course not, of course not, because I would never keep a child from his parent.

Damon: I can vouch for what Phyllis is telling you. The boy isn't here at the moment. If y'all would like to leave a message, we'd be happy to give it to him.

Danny: When Daniel comes back, tell him I need to speak to him. Please, have him call me, Phyllis.

Phyllis: I'll do that. I'll make sure I tell him. The rest is up to Daniel.

Danny: Come on.


Gloria: (Groans) thank you, Daniel.

Daniel: You're welcome.

Gloria: Well, I guess you guys had quite a night.

Kevin: Please, stop yelling. And don't tell Michael about this, thank you.

Daniel: Yeah, we'll have this place cleaned up in no time, I promise.

Gloria: You make a mean cup of coffee, Daniel.

Daniel: Thanks.

Gloria: So tell me about yourself.

Daniel: What would you like to know, Mrs. Fisher?

Gloria: Well, for starters, how old are you?

Daniel: 21.

Gloria: (Laughs)

Kevin: What's so funny?

Gloria: Kiddo, if you're 21, then so am I.

Daniel: Well, you very well could be.

Gloria: Oh, boy!

Daniel: You know, I've always just thought of age as kind of a state of mind.

Gloria: Well, true, but don't tell your mama that, honey. I don't think she'd appreciate her baby saying he's that much older.


Jack: Perfect. Chancellor Industries is in the wrong hands?

Jill: I don't know, I don't know. All I do know is that I feel it's important for me to learn as much as I can about my mother's company. And I just thought, since you're a man of leisure these days that you might help.

Jack: Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, is this about throwing poor, unemployed Jack a bone?

Jill: No, no, it's not about that, big boy. I love spending time with you, or have you not noticed?

Jack: Actually, I have noticed. I've noticed quite a lot.

Jill: Well, good. Then you'll help me.

Jack: No, sounds too much like work. Come on, I gotta get out of here. Good luck to you. I hope it all goes well. You'll fix it.

Jill: Yeah.

Jack: Bye!

Jill: Bye.


Paul: So what are you telling me? You think the person buried behind the rec center is the little girl that was in the movie?

J.T.: Makes sense, doesn't it? She got those earrings as a birthday gift.

Paul: Okay, so where is the movie now?

J.T.: I have it.

Paul: Oh, of course. Why doesn't that surprise me?

J.T.: I didn't know what else to do, Paul.

Paul: Well, how about turning it all over to the cops? I mean, however this little girl died, it happened a long time ago. It's best to let the authorities handle it.

J.T.: Look, I know that's what I should have done, but now I'm glad I didnít.

Paul: What do you mean?

J.T.: I talked to Cassie, and she mentioned that Nikkiís been acting strange lately.

Paul: Strange, how?

J.T.: Well, she didn't exactly say, but I think it h s something to do with the earring she's wearing around her neck, which looks exactly like that one.

Paul: So how would Nikki be connected to this little girl?

J.T.: I don't know. I don't know, but I thought you should know. You guys are friends, right?

Paul: Yeah, we've known each other forever.

J.T.: So, uh, I don't know. Should I go to the police?

Paul: Let me get back to you on that.

J.T.: What are you gonna do?

Paul: You just sit tight for now. I'm gonna keep this, if you don't mind.

J.T.: Yeah, sure, whatever.

Paul: And thanks. I'll call you later.

J.T.: All right.


Daniel: You're probably right, about my mom, I mean.

Gloria: Why? What does she do? Does she have a job?

Daniel: She's a web designer.

Gloria: Oh, really? That's with computers, right?

Daniel: Yeah.

Kevin: Jeez, Mom, do you have to interrogate the guy?

Gloria: I didn't know I was.

Kevin: Well, you are. Ease up, all right?

Gloria: What's wrong, Kevin? I'm just trying to get to know your friend a little better.

Daniel: Well, ask away. I'm an open book.

Gloria: What about your dad? What does he do?

Daniel: He's, uh, a musician.

Gloria: Really?

Daniel: Yeah, he used to be a rock star.

Gloria: A rock star? Oh, my!

Kevin: Mom!

Gloria: So are your folks still married?

Kevin: Mom, please, stop.

Daniel: No, they're not married. They haven't been for years.

Kevin: Oh, my God! Mom, do you have to flash everyone?

Gloria: Kevin, have a little respect.

Kevin: You first!

Daniel: You know what? I should probably get going before your brother gets back.

Kevin: That's a good idea.

Daniel: Um, that bottle of gin-- we put a pretty good dent in it. Don't forget.

Kevin: All right, thanks.

Daniel: Mrs. Fisher, it was nice meeting you.

Gloria: Nice to meet you too, Daniel. Say hi to Dad for me.

Kevin: "Say hi to Dad for me"?

Gloria: Yeah.


Damon: Phyllis, this is all gettin' way out of hand. I stood here and watched you lie to that boy's fa-- you have no idea where Daniel is.

Phyllis: Well, like you said, he'll turn up. And it's no big deal.

Damon: You weren't feelin' that way before the doorbell rang.

Phyllis: Well, you set me straight.

Damon: Baby, you're in denial. Daniel does not want to live here with you and me.

Phyllis: I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Damon: I am sure. He wants to live with you and you alone. Face the fact. No matter how hard you try, things just might not work out the way you want them to.

Phyllis: What are you telling me?

Damon: I'm telling you again you have to find a place for you and your son.

Phyllis: That means leaving you.

Damon: Well, it's either that or let him go back and live with Christine and his father.

Phyllis: No, no! I will never, ever let him live with that bitch. Did you hear me? Never.


Kay: Oh, lord. How I have missed this place.

Esther: Everything's just how you left it, Mrs. Chancellor.

Kay: It seems different. Newer, perhaps.

Esther: Well, that's because you are a different person, Mrs. C.

Kay: (Laughs) you mean, uh, I'm sober.

Esther: Clean and sober. Everything's bound to look fresh and new.

Kay: Jill! You're here.

Jill: Yes. Where else would I be? It's so good to see you.

Esther: I'll take your bags up to your room.

Kay: Thank you, Esther.

Jill: I am so proud of you.

Kay: Well, I made it through rehab. But I'm not out of the woods yet.

Jill: No. You will be, though.

Kay: One day at a time, right?

Jill: Right. One day at a time.

Kay: Right.

Jill: And I want you to know that I intend to be here for you every step of the way.


Brittany: (Sighs) Bobby's not answering his cell. He must have turned it off.

Raul: Or maybe he's just avoiding you.

Brittany: This doesn't make any sense.

Raul: It makes perfect sense to me. Bobby's going back to what he does best.

Brittany: He said he wasn't gonna have any more strippers.

Raul: Hey, come on now. Don't you mean "exotic dancers"?

Brittany: I'll bet this is D.D.

Raul: Nice try. But that says "Marilynís" on it, not Marsinoís. Come on, face it. Your fiancť--he's right back in the smut business.

Brittany: Shut up!

Raul: Hey, don't yell at me. I'm just the messenger, Britt.

Brittany: I can't believe he'd do this.

Raul: I don't know why you're so surprised. The guy has got bills to pay, you know?

Brittany: He can make money turning his club into a cabaret.

Raul: Ah, but not nearly as much as a strip club. You remember how packed Marsino's was? Why is he gonna give that up, Brittany?

Brittany: Because he knows how important it is to me. I want people to take me seriously as a singer, and that's never gonna happen if my only experience is in a gentlemen's club.

Raul: Well, then I guess you're just gonna have to find another place to perform. What a shame.

Brittany: You're really enjoying this, aren't you?

Raul: Hey, I'm not happy that you're upset. But this proves everything I've said. Bobby only does what's best for Bobby.

Brittany: That's not true. He loves me.

Raul: Right. Right. He loves you so much, he doesn't have the guts to tell you himself. Hmm. And this is the guy you're gonna marry? Good luck.


Nikki: How did you sleep?

Victor: So you're not gonna answer my question?

Nikki: I don't see any point. You have no problem ignoring mine.

Victor: I slept as well as could be expected, especially considering that we had a rather rude visitor last night.

Nikki: Oh, you are just not gonna get over this, are you?

Victor: Why did you invite Brad Carlton over here?

Nikki: I told you last night.

Victor: You know that I despise the man.

Nikki: Yes, I know. You take every opportunity to tell me. But you know what? You're not the only one having to deal with this new situation. So please get over it. I had a few things I had to talk to Brad about.

Victor: And no apology for going behind my back?

Nikki: Apology? You expect me to apologize for meeting with friends? How often do you see Ashley?

Victor: As often as is necessary and appropriate.

Nikki: Mm-hmm. Well, you know I don't particularly like that.

Victor: You have nothing to worry about. You know that.

Nikki: Even so, Ashley and I are not really friends, particularly now that she's thrown these ridiculous entanglements into our lives.

Victor: That is a terrible situation.

Nikki: Yes, it is. But we're gonna have to adapt to it. So I hope that you don't have any more fits in the future if I have to talk to Brad. Because you're gonna be seeing plenty of Ashley.

Victor: So that's what this is about--a payback. Have you forgotten that Ashley Abbott is the mother of my child?

Nikki: Ohh. And what am I, victor? You want me to answer questions. Why don't you answer this? Why are you so determined to focus on another family? This family has enough problems.

Victor: And this family doesn't seem to be interested in my helping solve those problems. You better not invite Brad Carlton over here again. You got that? I'm needed at the rec center.


Jill: I made us some tea, mother.

Kay: Mmm, thank you, dear. It sounds good.

Jill: Are you sure I can't fix you some breakfast?

Kay: No. No, thank you. I had something to eat before Esther picked me up from the rehab center.

Jill: You're not gonna start starving yourself, are you?

Kay: Oh, Jill, please don't worry about that.

Jill: Okay.

Kay: I will regain my appetite when my system adjusts to life without alcohol.

Jill: So how are you feeling, really? And tell me the truth.

Kay: Um, well, to be honest, I am a little--little rocky. Uh, but I think all in all, I'm in very good shape.

Jill: I can't tell you how happy I am, how relieved I am, that you have embraced your sobriety again.

Kay: Yeah, well, I suppose the next few weeks uh, when the newness wears off, we'll see if rehab has been effective.

Jill: Wait a minute. Is there a hidden meaning in there?

Kay: What do you mean?

Jill: Are you trying to prepare me in case you slip?

Kay: Oh, my God, Jill. After everything that I have been through, you think if you turn your back, I will run to that bar and pour myself a drink? Is that what you're worried about?

Jill: No, no, of course I don't, no. I-I totally believe that you're sincere about making a go of it this time.

Kay: Well, I am! I am stone-cold sober, and I intend to stay that way, my dear.

Jill: Oh, my lord. It is so good to hear those words out of your mouth.

Kay: Well, I realize now, again, when the newness wears off, I'm probably going to have to battle that bottle every day for awhile.

Jill: I know it won't always be easy.

Kay: Well, I'm glad you understand that. Because it's going to be tough. Things are gonna be tough ahead. I mean, white knuckles and--

Jill: I know, I know, I know.

Kay: Well, I just want you to be prepared.

Jill: Are you testing me?

Kay: What do you mean, testing you?

Jill: To see if I can hack this? I mean, are you afraid that I'm gonna run out on you when the going gets tough?

Kay: Are you?

Jill: No, I'm not, mother. None of that stuff scares me. Because as long as you're willing to fight this thing, I'm gonna be standing there right beside you.

Kay: Well, that's very comforting to know.

Jill: Maybe you can even learn to lean on me a little bit.

Kay: If we can relate to one another as mother and daughter after all the years of our conflicts, I would venture to say anything is possible.

Jill: Oh, amen to that.


Gloria: Little Kevie, what's the matter?

Kevin: Mom, leave me alone.

Gloria: Headache? Hmm? My baby.

Kevin: So how'd your big date go with John Abbott?

Gloria: Fabulous.

Kevin: Really?

Gloria: Mm-hmm. It went even better than I'd hoped, and I think you know that I had some pretty high hopes.

Kevin: Obviously, you didn't bring my name up. Did you?

Gloria: Well, I told him I had two sons-- a lawyer and an accountant.

Kevin: (Sighs)

Gloria: And then I steered the conversation right back to him, told a few jokes, loosened him up. Poor guy--I doubt that he's had that good a time in ages.

Kevin: So what, you just told some jokes all evening?

Gloria: Hardly. We talked about his work, but that brought him down a little, so I changed the subject.

Kevin: I'm surprised you'd know what to talk about. He's not exactly the kind of guy you're used to hanging with.

Gloria: Honey, please. I did my homework.

Kevin: So what, you found out a bunch of stuff about Jabot Cosmetics?

Gloria: Mm-hmm, even stopped at a store on my way over and spritzed myself with one of their perfumes.

Kevin: That's pretty amazing.

Gloria: Mm-hmm. Proud of me now?

Kevin: Yeah. Look, I'm happy for you. Really, I know how anxious you were about last night, so...

Gloria: Well, I wanted it to go well, and I think it did. Positive thinking, kiddo. It's what I keep telling you about.

Kevin: Yeah, but, ugh, John Abbott? Man, of all the men in town you could have picked.

Gloria: You still think it's a long shot, huh? Maybe you're right. But now that we're off to such a good start...

Kevin: Yeah, but, you know, the minute he finds out who your sons are...

Gloria: Oh, Kevin, not that again.

Kevin: Mom, I'm serious. Forget you know us. Have him introduce you to some new people or something.

Gloria: What on earth did you do to the man that you have to keep warning me like this?

Kevin: It's good advice, trust me. You don't want John Abbott to know that we're related, not if you want this to go somewhere. (Sniffs)

Gloria: What is that?

Kevin: I need to take a shower.


Kay: Well, I just wish...

Jill: What?

Kay: That I hadn't been such a bitter disappointment to Arthur. I mean, I can't think about those things, all the regrets and just--

Jill: No, no, no, no regrets. From this moment on, you have a clean slate.

Kay: I wish that were true, Jill, but you see, I cannot forget the pain that I caused you nor the pain that I caused so many people.

Jill: Look, Katherine, I have forgiven you.

Kay: Really?

Jill: Really. Besides which, I've got my regrets, you know?

Kay: What do you mean?

Jill: Oh, lord. The way I spoke to you when you were drinking-- I could have been more understanding. But the thing is, I was so afraid of losing you just when we'd found each other again.

Kay: Do you know what? Sometimes I think we're much more alike than we realize.

Jill: Boy, if you'd told me that a year ago, I would have said you were crazy as a loon.

Kay: I wouldn't have said it a year ago.

Jill: Oh, welcome home, Mother.

Kay: Thank you. Thank you.

Jill: You know, I thought alot about you when you were in rehab, and I thought, "what can I bring to her life?" And I think I may have found the answer.


Brittany: New rule-- from now on, we're not gonna talk about Bobby.

Raul: Fine by me.

Brittany: I mean it, Raul. I'm sick of you dragging his name through the mud.

Raul: You know what? You're right. He does a great job of that on his own anyway.

Brittany: I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for this.

Raul: Like what?

Brittany: I don't know, but I do know Bobby, and I know that he would never do anything to hurt me.

Raul: Whatever you say.

Brittany: What are you suggesting, that I break off our engagement?

Raul: Did I say that?

Brittany: What are you saying?

Raul: Hold on a second. So all of a sudden, you want my advice?

Brittany: No. I mean... yeah.

Brittany: How could he do this to me, Raul? He promised me.

Raul: You already know how I feel about Bobby. I can't tell you what to do, so you gotta figure this one out on your own.

Brittany: Hi, Angelo. It's me again. Is Bobby there yet? Well, when he comes back, will you please tell him to come to my apartment as soon as possible? It's very important. Thank you.


(Doorbell rings)

Nikki: Oh, my God. Paul.

Paul: Hey, Nik. How-- is it a bad time?

Nikki: No. No, your timing couldn't be better. I really could use a friend right now.

Paul: Why? What's wrong?

Nikki: Everything.


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

Brittany: You're thinking of having strippers again? Bobby, I already saw the flyer.

J.T.: What if you did something to make Brittany realize what she's missing?

Raul: Like what?

Sharon: Think I'm out to seduce you?

Cameron: Yeah, I know you're trying to seduce me.

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