Thursday Y&R Transcript 8/5/04

Y&R Transcript Thursday 8/5/04--Canada; Friday 8/6/04--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Emma 

Michael: Ta-da!

Nick: Is that it?

Michael: Oh, yeah. Top-of-the-line equipment. Cost you a pretty penny.

Nick: Michael, I don't care about the money, man. Just tell me, what do we got?

Michael: What have you got? You've got a voice recorder about the size of a lighter. It can be placed in Sharonís purse, or she can wear it with a microphone. Either way, it should record a clear confession.

Nick: Okay, well, then we can wire Sharon before she goes to Cameronís hotel room tomorrow.

Michael: I'm not finished. I got a video recorder as backup. Now the components are small enough to also fit in Sharonís purse. Now I'm certain that the equipment will work. What I'm not so certain about is Cameron confessing before they're in the air.

Nick: She'll make it happen.

Michael: What if she doesn't?

Nick: She will, because she has to.

Hank: Okay, Mr. Newman, I'm here. Now do you mind telling me what this is all about?


Sharon: Cameron, I can't leave with you now, not this minute. That's impossible.

Cameron: Why? Why?

Sharon: Because I canít. I have nothing with me except the clothes on my back.

Cameron: Forget about that. I'll buy you new clothes. I'll buy you a new wardrobe. I'll buy you anything you want.

Sharon: That's not the point.

Cameron: Honey, honey, listen to me. You're talking about stuff, things, material things that can be replaced.

Sharon: I know, but...

Cameron: You know what? Think of this as an adventure.

Sharon: An adventure.

Cameron: An adventure-- a great, big, beautiful adventure- - the beginning of our new life together. Me... and my dream girl.


Brad: What are you doing to my little girl, Victor? What are we doing to her?

Ashley: Have you started talking to yourself?

Brad: Ash.

Ashley: Hi!

Brad: You're home early.

Ashley: I am, one whole day early.

Brad: Hope this means your trip wasn't a bust.

Ashley: Not at all I just wrapped things up sooner than I expected, and I'm so glad I did, because I missed you so much.

Brad: I missed you, too.

Ashley: Yeah?

Brad: Yeah. So why'd you hurry home, Ash?


J.T.: You're going to Boston tomorrow?

Raul: My flight leaves around 1.

J.T.: What's the rush, man? Classes don't start for another month.

Raul: Yeah, I know. But still, I thought it'd be good to get out there early, settle in before the fall semester.

J.T.: Where are you gonna stay?

Raul: I got a cousin out in Dorchester.

J.T.: Yeah?

Raul: Gonna crash with him till I can move out onto the campus.

J.T.: Hmm. I didn't realize you were in such a rush to get out of town, man.

Raul: Aw.

J.T.: No, don't give me that.

Raul: Aw!

J.T.: Don't do that to me.

Raul: You're sad. I'm sorry. You should be happy for me. You're the one that always said I need to be more spontaneous.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I didn't mean for you to leave town. I mean, come on. I thought we had more time to hang out, enjoy the summer and chase girls.

Raul: I know... (Laughs)

J.T.: Now I'm stuck here with these two.

Raul: You'll survive.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I guess it will be kind of nice to have my own room again.

Raul: You see? There you go. There's a bright side to everything.

J.T.: Well... you need to tell Brittany.

Raul: Yeah, I know. I will.

J.T.: You need to do it now, man. Brittany needs to know this stuff.

Brittany: I need to know what?

J.T.: Raul has some big news.

Raul: I'm going to be going to Boston.

Brittany: Yeah, I know. You're transferring to Pemberton.

Raul: Right. But the thing is, I'm leaving tomorrow.


Nikki: It's so wonderful to see you looking so well.

Kay: Mmm.

Nikki: I truly thought we had said good-bye for the last time.

Kay: Thank God it wasn't the last time. Thank God I am sober, and thank God I am here now.

Nikki: Yes. Would you like some more tea?

Kay: Yes. Yes, thank you, darling.

Nikki: Oh, God.

Kay: Ooh. Nikki?

Nikki: I am so clumsy.

Kay: Nikki, Nikki, it's all--

Nikki: I'm sorry.

Kay: It's all right. Don't worry about it.

Nikki: I just hate making a mess of things.

Kay: Nikki, please give me the napkin, darling. Give me the napkin. Now come on. What is going on with you? You have not been yourself since I arrived.

Nikki: You're right. I'm not myself. I haven't been for awhile.

Kay: Well, what's wrong?

Nikki: Everything. Victor's not happy with me right now. I've gotten involved with something he doesn't approve of.

Kay: Really? Well, what would that be?

Nikki: There's this guy Bobby Marsino. He owns the club that used to be the Bayou.

Kay: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Nikki: And it's not doing very well right now, so I offered to help out.

Kay: You have? Why?

Nikki: I don't know. I just-- I feel this very strong pull to another time, another place. That's the best way I can explain it.


Bobby: If it's Angelo, I'm busy. If it's Nikki, please, I gotta finish this stuff.

Victor: It's neither one, Mr. Marsino.

Bobby: Mr. Newman. Welcome to Marsino's, also known as Marilynís.


 (Intercom beeps)

Jill: Yes, Elsiann? Sure, send him in.

Elliot: Hello, hello.

Jill: Mr. Hampton. I was just about to bring all of this back over to Chancellor Industries.

Elliot: Elliot, Elliot. Please. Elliot. There's no need for formality.

Jill: Well, now I'm not so sure about that.

Elliot: Is there a problem?

Jill: Well, I requested documentation from you, information on how Chancellor Industries is being run since you took over as C.E.O. You sent me over a veritable mountain of paperwork, most of which contains very little information, but some of which I find very interesting.

Elliot: Well, I'm glad. Why don't we talk it over at lunch? I know a very nice little restaurant with--

Jill: I'd rather stick to business, if it's all right with you.

Elliot: Well, all right, Jill. May I call you Jill?

Jill: Please ..

Elliot: Before we get down to business, how's your mother? How's Katherine?

Jill: She's fine, although I don't know how fine she'll be once I've told her that you've spent company money on some very questionable purchases. I guess that depends on how you answer my questions.


Nikki: I know it sounds strange. I just don't feel in control of my life anymore.

Kay: Well, has something happened to make you feel that way?

Nikki: More than I care to get into. And to make matters worse, I keep thinking of all the mistakes that I made and wondering how I got to this point.

Kay: Mm-hmm. Well, so far, have you come up with any answers?

Nikki: Well... you know, I keep thinking about this one thing-- when Victoria was little, and I used to read her bedtime stories.

Kay: Yes, every night.

Nikki: Well, I used to tell her that Ashley was the wicked witch, that she was the evil woman trying to destroy everything good.

Kay: Nikki that was a very difficult time for you, for heaven sakes. Why do you want to dredge this up now?

Nikki: Because it's still haunting me, Katherine, like so many mysterious things from my past. I know that I shouldn't have told Victoria that. I should feel guilty, but I donít. I still believe that it's true to this day. Ashley is still the wicked witch destroying everything that is good in my life.


Ashley: And what kind of a question is that?

Brad: Did you hear from Victor?

Ashley: No. Why?

Brad: No reason.

Ashley: "No reason." Brad, come on.

Brad: It's just been a difficult couple of days, that's all.

Ashley: Yeah, I know. It's been difficult for me, too, which is why I rushed back here to be with you and Abby. Does that answer your question?

Brad: Yeah, it does, and I'm sorry.

Ashley: It's okay. I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately.

Brad: Well, still... you know what? Um...maybe we can try this again. How was your trip?

Ashley: It was fine.

Brad: You look a little tired.

Ashley: Well, I was up all night thinking.

Brad: About?

Ashley: Abby.

Brad: And Victor and this wholeness.

Ashley: I know how difficult it is for you to see him becoming a part of her life, and I want you to know how grateful I am, 'cause you're trying to make the situation work, and I really appreciate it.

Brad: No matter what anyone says, Ash, I only want what's best for Abby.

Ashley: I've never doubted that for a second. You are the most loving and wonderful father any child could ever have. I know that.

Brad: That's what makes this so damn difficult, knowing that if we're wrong, Abby could be scarred for the rest of her life.

Ashley: What if we're not wrong? What if letting Victor into her life is the right thing to do?

Brad: I still don't think I'll ever be able to accept it. Even if Abby adjusts perfectly, it'll always be a struggle for me.

Ashley: And yet you're still willing to do it, because you know that it'll make our daughter's life better. That's what I love about you. I love your strength and your love for our daughter.

Brad: You know how far I'd go for that little girl, right?

Ashley: Yeah. I feel blessed to have you in my life, sweetie. You've stood by me, and you've supported me. Our family is the most wonderful thing to me. I mean, think about it. With all the craziness, look how much we have.


Raul: I think it works out pretty well this way, you know, 'cause now I can spend some time, get familiar with Boston. Oh! I called the financial aid office over at Pemberton. They're gonna let me start my work-study job a few weeks early. How cool is that, huh?

J.T.: Sounds like you got it all figured out, man.

Raul: Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.

Brittany: When did you decide to do this?

Raul: A few days ago.

Brittany: And you're just telling us now?

Raul: Oh, yeah. Well, I didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Brittany: It is a big deal. It's a huge deal.

Raul: Oh, hey, what do you even care about this? You've been so preoccupied with Bobby and your wedding plans, you probably won't even miss me.

Brittany: That's a lousy thing to say. Of course I'm gonna miss you.

Raul: Okay, look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have... look, it's not like we're never gonna see each other again, okay? I'll be back for holidays and school breaks.

Brittany: Will you come to my wedding?

Raul: Brittany.

Brittany: Please, Raul. I would be so happy if you were there.

Raul: I'll think about it. That's the best I can do. All right, I'm gonna go pack the rest of the stuff.

Brittany: What time are you leaving tomorrow?

Raul: My flight leaves around 1:00. Why?

Brittany: Maybe I could give you a ride to the airport.

Raul: Oh, thank you, but my mom and dad already offered.

Brittany: Oh. Okay.

Raul: Thanks, though. It's cool.


Bobby: What brings you by, Mr. Newman?

Victor: I understand my wife is becoming involved with you.

Bobby: Oh, don't worry. It's strictly business.

Victor: I'm not worried, Mr. Marsino. I just want you to know that I don't like my wife investing in a strip club.

Bobby: Didn't you meet her in this place?

Victor: That was many years ago. It was called the Bayou.

Bobby: Yeah. It was a nice place to come and appreciate the female form then and still is today. Now the whole reason I'm bringing Nikki on board is I want to turn this into a cabaret--good music, good food--a nice, class place.

Victor: What about stripping?

Bobby: Well, we're gonna have to phase it out gradually. That is, unless you'd like to kick in some money. Hell, I'm sure with what you got in your pocket right now, we could redo the place in a week, never have to put another stripper on stage.

Victor: I'm not gonna invest in your club. I'm putting you on notice that I don't want my wife to invest here either. Not one bit.


Sharon: Cameron, I don't understand. What's the rush?

Cameron: You know what, Sharon? Maybe the better question is, why are you stalling?

Sharon: I'm not stalling.

Cameron: You're not stalling? Fine. Fine. Then let's do it, huh? My jet's waiting at the airport. We can be airborne within the hour. Come on.

Sharon: No, all right? It's out of the question. I have to go home first.

Cameron: Why do you have to go home? So you and your husband and the police can figure out some way to entrap me?

Sharon: No, of course not. I just--this isn't a vacation for me, all right? It's the rest of my life. I have some loose ends I need to tie up.

Cameron: I'm sorry, sweetheart. I can't allow that.

Sharon: Cameron, you must realize how hard this is for me. I'm leaving my family, my children.

Cameron: You know what? That was your decision, not mine, and I sympathize, Sharon, more than you know. But the sooner we do this, then the sooner you can put it in the past.

Sharon: Listen to me. This isn't gonna change our plan. But I just-- I can't leave town without first saying good-bye to my kids.

Cameron: Should have done that before you came here.

Sharon: Cameron, please, I'm begging you. Just let me do this one last thing.


Nick: We're counting on your help, Detective.

Hank: Did you even think about discussing this with me before you decided to let your wife play undercover cop?

Nick: There wasn't any time. You people practically had my wife tried and convicted.

Hank: We're doing the best we can investigating Barrittís murder.

Nick: Your best isn't good enough.

Hank: So you decided to take matters into your own hands. And if what you believe about Kirsten is true, do you have any idea how dangerous that is?

Michael: Oh, easy, Hank. If you were Nick, what would you have done?

Hank: Hey, Michael, I wouldn't let my wife walk into a tiger's cage, that's for sure.

Nick: Oh, you'd be surprised how much information she's gotten out of him already. She has handled herself like a real pro.

Hank: So far.

Nick: Look, Kirsten promised to tell her exactly what happened to Frank Barritt once she gets on that plane. But before that happens, we have to set up a trap.

Hank: And just what exactly did you have in mind, Mr. Newman?

Nick: I don't know, man. That's your field. You're the expert. That's why I'm here. So will you help me? Help me bring down Cameron Kirsten.

Hank: Look, uh, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't do that.


Brad: You don't know what it means to me to hear you say that, Ash-- how important our family is to you.

Ashley: Brad...

Ashley: You're the love of my life. What I have with you and Abby is everything I've ever wanted.

Brad: Same here, baby.

Ashley: I'm sorry it's been such a whirlwind lately. I can't tell you how much I hate always having to think about Victor and Jabot all the time.

Brad: I hate it, too. I don't want us to get so busy dealing with other things that we lose sight of each other. I love you too much for that.

Ashley: I love you, too. You know what? The whole time I was gone, I just kept thinking about being back here with you. And now that I am, I want to block out the world for a couple of hours, and I just want to spend some time with my incredible, wonderful, sexy husband.


Kay: Are you really afraid of losing Victor?

Nikki: I hate to admit it, but the bond that he has with Ashley--

Kay: Oh, is nothing compared to the bond that you share with Victor. I mean, darling, whatever. The two of you always find your way back to one another.

Nikki: I used to think that. Now I'm not so sure. I mean, it's one thing for Ashley to impregnate herself without Victor's knowledge, but it's another thing for him to insist on a relationship with Abby by any means necessary. I mean, he practically kidnapped her.

Kay: He did what?

Nikki: He picked her up at her day camp without permission, brought her here. They spent the whole afternoon here.

Kay: But, darling, if he was able to do this, I mean, surely they must have made some sort of arrangement.

Nikki: No. Brad and Ashley had agreed to unsupervised visits once Ashley returned from a business trip. But then she called and left a message on the machine, and it was like she and Victor were in collusion against Brad and me.

Kay: Oh...

Nikki: I'm serious! More and more, they are aligning, and Brad and I are on the outside looking in.

Kay: All right, stop it. Stop right there. Now all of this is eating you alive. Now I know the bond you share with Victor is stronger than all this garbage. The question is, do you know it?


Jill: Mr. Hampton, I realize it takes money to make money, okay? But could you please explain to me why Chancellor Industries needs a state-of-the-art corporate jet that's capable of flying to Paris with 20 people on board?

Elliot: It's also capable of flying to Mexico City with two accountants, three lawyers and six filing cabinets full of contracts.

Jill: And when is the last time it flew to Mexico City?

Elliot: Or Caracas. I was just making a point.

Jill: But when's the last time it flew to Paris?

Elliot: Last week. Listen, if you look at large businesses today, the number of corporate jets in the sky has jumped tenfold in the last decade.

Jill: I'm very aware of that. I'm also aware that Chancellor Industries is now the proud owner of a new ski home in Deer Valley, Utah. 8,000 square feet. My lord, how many skiers could fit into a space like that?

Elliot: That's for entertaining important clients.

Jill: Yes, but C.I. doesnít really entertain clients. It doesn't have clients. It's not a law firm. It's not an ad agency. It designs and manufactures and distributes a wide range of products--commercial, industrial, retail. I mean, so where is the need for entertaining clients?

Elliot: It's important to make a good impression, an impression that says that the company is doing well.

Jill: And you do that by spending a month there in the summer, two weeks in the winter and letting it sit empty the rest of the year, right?

Elliot: Now where do you come up with that?

Jill: In this case, a simple phone call to the caretaker, who works for Chancellor Industries and not for you.

Elliot: You're putting a very negative spin on this, Jill. Now at the risk of sounding immodest, I've done a lot of good for this company. Profits are up, and it's appropriate these days for the C.E.O...

Jill: To live like a God, yeah. Now let's talk about the golf membership, shall we? You're a golfer, Mr. Hampton?

Elliot: Oh, come on. You're not gonna tell me that a lot of very important business isn't transacted on the golf course? Now I realize that that might elude the logic of a woman--

Jill: Oh, women and logic don't go together? Is that it?

Elliot: I didn't say that.

Jill: See, three golf memberships-- here, in Palm Springs and South Carolina-- all very expensive, very prestigious. What is that about?

Elliot: You said it yourself. You have to spend money to make money.

Jill: Yeah, but this is where you lose me, 'cause, you see, I went through all of this material with a fine-tooth comb, and nowhere did I find a single expenditure for upgrading a computer system or modernizing a plant or a business-to-business internet presence rather than continuing to rely on telephone order systems. I mean, I could go on and on here. Nowhere did I find an expenditure that did not have to do with some kind of executive perk or another. Now am I missing anything?

Elliot: You're missing the whole picture.

Jill: Well, that's a good answer. Good, 'cause that's what I was thinking. So this is only a partial representation of Chancellor's financial workings, right? I need more. I need it all. How do I acquire that?

Elliot: Well, with the agreement of Mrs. Chancellor--

Jill: I have that. You get me everything I don't have, Elliot, and I don't care how many boxes of paper it takes, okay? Look, I'm sure that everything's very much on the up-and-up here, but you understand. I just have to make sure. I owe it to my mother.

Elliot: Of course.

Jill: Mm-hmm.

Elliot: Good-bye, Jill.

Jill: Good-bye.

Elliot: Bloody woman.


J.T.: Man, it's gonna be weird not having Raul around here anymore.

Brittany: I suppose you think I'm the reason Raul's leaving early.

J.T.: Why would I think that, Brittany?

Brittany: Well, you blame me for everything else he does.

J.T.: That's not true.

Brittany: Yeah, right. According to you, the whole reason he's moving back east is because I wasn't nice to him. You act like I abused the guy or something.

J.T.: I never said that. Brittany, can we not argue about this right now? It doesn't matter why Raul's leaving. The point is, this is what he wants. And we're his friends, and we should be happy for him.

Brittany: I'm happy for him. I just...

J.T.: You just what?

J.T.: Brittany, what's wrong?

Brittany: I don't want him to leave. I know I don't have any right to feel that way after everything that's happened, but... I'm gonna miss him.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I'm sure he's gonna miss you, too, princess.

Brittany: Yeah, when he's not too busy hating me.


Nick: What do you mean, you can't?

Hank: The police can't become involved in entrapping a man without some sort of hard evidence he's committed a crime.

Nick: Oh, come on, man.

Hank: No judge would allow it. Besides, I could lose my job.

Nick: We're talking about my wife's freedom here.

Hank: Please explain it to him, counselor. You know the law. Excuse me.

Michael: It's what I was trying to tell you earlier. Without a witness or some proof that Cameron was involved in a crime, Hank's hands are tied.

Nick: All right. Let me ask you a question then. Do you think Cameron killed Frank Barritt?

Hank: My personal opinion doesn't matter, Mr. Newman.

Nick: No, no, no, no, no. Do you think Cameron killed Frank?

Hank: I have to deal with the facts.

Nick: You know we're right. I thought you said this guy was reasonable.

Hank: Mr. Newman, I try to be. But I don't like being put on the spot by a guy playing amateur detective, which is what you're doing. It's a dangerous game, and I'm not gonna condone it.


Cameron: Why don't you tell me what's really going on here, Sharon?

Sharon: I don't know what you mean.

Cameron: I thought we had an agreement.

Sharon: We do.

Cameron: Then why don't you remember who's calling the shots here, huh?

Sharon: Like I could forget.

Cameron: Oh, hey, you know what? Nobody's holding a gun to your head. You are free to walk away any time you want.

Sharon: We both know that isn't true, unless I want to spend the rest of my life in prison.

Cameron: Which you donít.

Sharon: No, I donít. Even you look good compared to that.

Cameron: You know what? I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that.

Sharon: All I'm asking you for is this one small favor.

Cameron: To say good-bye to your kids.

Sharon: Yes. You're going to have years and years with me. I'm asking you for an hour or so. Please? As a show of good faith.

Cameron: I can tell I'm gonna have to be very, very careful with you.

Sharon: Why is that?

Cameron: Because when you look at me with those baby blues, it would be so easy for you to just have me wrapped around your little finger.

Sharon: So you'll let me go home then, say good-bye?

Cameron: I'll compromise.

Sharon: How?

Cameron: Call 'em.

Sharon: What? You know that's not the same thing.

Cameron: It'll have to do.

Sharon: Cameron... you have to understand, these are my babies. I have to hold them in my arms one last time.

Cameron: The answer is no, Sharon. No, all right now either you drop this, or you know what? We're done here, and I go without you, and you're left here to face murder charges. Is that what you want?

Sharon: No, of course not. Fine. I'll--I'll call them.

Cameron: Good. What are you waiting for?

Sharon: I was hoping for a little privacy.

Cameron: No can do, honey. You're gonna have to make that call with me in the room. Take it or leave it.


Nikki: I'm not sure of anything anymore. But something is happening to me. I don't know what it is, but it scares me.

Kay: Yes, well, it's frightening me, too, Nikki, seeing you act like this.

Nikki: I just don't understand how things became so tenuous.

Kay: Nikki... Nikki, look at m darling, your life has become far too complicated. That's why you feel like it's unraveling, why you want to look back to the past and what seems a much more simple time. Take it from me, you cannot go back.

Nikki: Oh, I wish I could.

Kay: No, you donít.

Nikki: Yes, I do.

Kay: No, no.

Nikki: Life was much simpler when I was just a dancer at the Bayou.

Kay: Was it? Think about it. Was it really? No matter what you're going through right now, darling, you have to understand Victor does own so much of your heart.

Nikki: Yeah, but how much of his heart do I own? Where do I fit into his life? These are the kinds of questions that have been weighing on me, Katharine. It makes me want to explode.

Kay: Ah. Just take some time and go away.

Nikki: I don't know. Maybe. But I do know this-- I have to be my own person. Victor has to do what he has to do, and so do I.


Bobby: I gotta tell you, Mr. Newman, your attitude's working against you here.

Victor: Mm-hmm. Meaning what?

Bobby: Well, it's my impression that you did something to tick off your wife, and now she's doing something you don't like so you can see how it feels.

Victor: Is that right? What exactly is the nature of my wife's involvement in this club?

Bobby: That's a good question. To be honest with you, we haven't really discussed the specifics.

Victor: Mm-hmm. Sounds very sketchy, don't you think?

Bobby: I told you. I want to turn this into a class place. Your wife has the kind of class that we need. She's down-to-earth, a real person and a lady, too. And see, I don't really care what she does around here, just as long as people know that she's part of the operation.

Victor: In other words, what you're saying is that she'll give you the benefit of her character. What, to make a point with me?

Bobby: People do things for their own reasons, but I trust Nikki. Truth is, I don't really have any choice. I'm in a jam here. I wanna be legit. I wanna have the kind of business that people are happy to have in their neighborhood. Now it seems to me somewhere I heard you're a self-made man, so you ought to understand where I'm coming from.

Victor: I know a lot of sketchy characters who have run strip joints.

Bobby: There's no crime connection here... not anymore.

Victor: But there was?

Bobby: I gotta tell you something, Mr. Newman. I get really tired of people looking down their nose at me. And, yeah, that's exactly what you're doing right now.

Victor: Mr. Marsino, it might surprise you to know that I would fight for your right to run a club like this. But I have to inform you that I do not like my wife's involvement with you.

Bobby: Well, then talk to her.

Victor: I'm talking to you, man to man.

Bobby: Why? Look, I think Nikki is sharp as a tack. She's beautiful. She's probably stronger than you and me put together, if she had to be. So why not let her decide what she wants to do?

Victor: That's a nice speech, Mr. Marsino. I can't dictate to my wife. But I can tell you that I keep an eye out for her best interests. And my eye is on you... a very close eye. Thank you. Have a nice day.

Bobby: Knock yourself out.


Ashley: Mmm. You think we could do this every time I come back from a business trip?

Brad: Mmm. You bet we can.

Ashley: Well, I'm gonna have to start taking lots and lots of business trips.

Brad: Mmm. No way. I want you staying right here, and that's final.

Ashley: Okay. If you insist, I will.

Brad: (Chuckles)

Ashley: Honey, I'm so glad we had this time, you know? I mean, we need to get close. Who knows what's gonna happen tomorrow, huh? Everything we've been dealing with lately?

Brad: Yeah. Unfortunately, I think I do know. There's something I need to talk to you about, Ash. It has to do with Victor and the most unbelievable, infuriating thing he did while you were gone. I hate to have to tell you about this, but I really have no choice.


J.T.: Raul doesn't hate you, Brittany.

Brittany: I broke his heart.

J.T.: Yeah. Yeah, you did. You know what? People get their hearts broken every day. Look at me. Man, when Colleen left, I thought I was never gonna be the same. And some days, it still hurts like hell. But I survived. And you know what? Raul's gonna survive, too.

Brittany: I hope so.

J.T.: Trust me. You're not that unforgettable.

Brittany: What is it about you and me, huh? We can't stop the people we care about from leaving the state.

J.T.: Must be our natural charm.

Brittany: You know, Raul's the best friend I ever had. I can't imagine not seeing his face every day. I mean who's gonna make sure I got my head on straight?

J.T.: Don't look at me. I have enough trouble taking care of myself, trust me. You're gonna be okay, Brittany. Trust me. It'll be all right. Just give it some time.

Brittany: You were right. He is leaving because of me.

J.T.: No. Forget I said that. I didn't mean it like--

Brittany: No, it's true. I'm the reason he's doing this. I'm the reason he's uprooting his entire life and moving across the country.

J.T.: Well, okay, maybe you are. But you know what? Raul's a big boy, and he can make his own decisions. You're just gonna have to let him go.

Brittany: I wonder if he knows how much he means to me.

J.T.: I'm sure he does, but it wouldn't hurt to remind him.


Nick: Is there anything I can do to convince you to help us?

Hank: Even if I could, it's an ill-advised plan, to say the least. And there's something else you haven't thought of.

Nick: Oh, and what's that?

Hank: If your wife gets on that plane tomorrow or any other time and leaves Genoa City, she's jumping bail, and she'll be subject to arrest.

Nick: Oh, so my wife is trying to help you catch a killer. It's someone that you can't catch alone, and suddenly, she's in the wrong?

Hank: Mr. Newman, I have to go by the book.

Nick: Even if that means a man's gonna get away with murder?

Hank: Okay. What about Grace Turner? You claimed once that she can implicate Kirsten in Barrittís death.

Michael: She's disappeared. She's gone into hiding.

Hank: Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen. There's nothing more I can do.

Nick: Okay. Well, then let me tell you something, all right? If my wife gets on that plane with that sicko and anything happens to her, I'm gonna spend the rest of my life making you wish you hadn't joined the force.


Sharon: Do you have to stare at me like that?

Cameron: Just make the call, Sharon, so we can leave. (Telephone rings) (Ring)

Nick: Hi, you've reached Nick, Sharon, Cassie and Noah. Leave a message and we'll get back to you. (Beep)

Sharon: Hi, kids. It's Mom. Uh, listen, my plans have changed. Something important has come up, and I'll be leaving tonight.

Sharon: I'm so sorry I'll miss our special dinner. And I love you both very much. Okay. Bye-bye.

Cameron: That wasn't so bad, was it? Come here. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.


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

Gloria: Ta-da!

Kevin: Mr. Abbott doesn't stand a chance.

Sharon: I'm leaving my family, my children.

Cameron: In exchange for your freedom and a life of luxury with me.

Michael: Hank, we're in deep, deep trouble here.

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