Wednesday Y&R Transcript 8/18/04

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 8/18/04 -- Canada, Thursday 8/19/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Michael: Hold it right there!

Kevin: Michael, you scared the hell out of me.

Michael: (Chuckling)

Kevin: What are you doing up?

Michael: I'm waiting for you. I want some answers.

Kevin: About what? I didn't do anything.

Michael: Huh. For once. No, this is about Gloria and her mystery man.

Kevin: I told you, I don't know anything about him. For real, okay? Stop looking at me like that.

Michael: Then start talking.

Kevin: I canít.

Michael: Kevin, please, don't hold out on me.

Kevin: I'm not.

Michael: You're not. So you're saying you have no details whatsoever about her date tonight with Mr. Wonderful?

Kevin: No.

Michael: So you have no idea why she was cavorting in my apartment afterwards with some gigolo? Oh, yeah, that's right, little brother. So do you want to tell me all about this so-called man of her dreams, or shall I just assume it's another one of her scams?

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Paul: And so how did you know that I was craving orange beef?

Chris: Oh, I didn't, which is why you're gonna have to settle for sweet and sour chicken.

Paul: Well, I'm not picky, you know, just famished.

Chris: I could hear your stomach growling all the way down the hall.

Paul: Oh, man. I guess that means Dannyís out of town, huh?

Chris: Yeah, after his charity benefit, he flew to New York to meet with his agent.

Paul: What is something in the works?

Chris: There's been talk of a small Canadian tour, nothing definite.

Paul: Oh, wow. Sounds good, and because you hate to eat alone, you surprised me with a visit.

Chris: Well, actually, I ran into Lynne, and she said that you have been burning the midnight oil.

Paul: Oh, yeah, I've been working on a cold case from ages ago.

Chris: Well, I hope you're charging double for all the extra hours you're putting in.

Paul: Well, the truth is I'm not even charging a cent, red or otherwise.

Chris: You're doing a freebie when you could be losing your lease at the end of the month if you don't cough up some money?

Paul: Well, I plan to be gone by then, remember? Which reminds me, how's the hunt coming for my cheaper office space? Since you volunteered...

Chris: Well, read your cookie right, Williams, and you might not need it.

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(Playing slow music on guitar)

J.T.: Oh, no. That's way too slow. That's way too slow. All right, let's try it faster. (Resumes playing)

J.T.: That's about right. Hang around this healthy place I hang around this healthy place out of aces lost the race what's this feelin'?  Who's to blame?

Brittany: Are pets allowed in this building?

J.T.: No, why?

Brittany: Sounds like one of our neighbors is strangling a cat.

J.T.: You're hilarious. You know that?

Brittany: Relax. I'm only kidding. What are you working on?

J.T.: I'm writing a new song.

Brittany: I liked it.

J.T.: You did? Well, it's a melody that's been stuck in my head for a few days, but you know, I'm not sure if it's any good.

Brittany: It is. You should keep going with it.

J.T.: Yeah? Cool.

Brittany: Definitely. I think you really got something. Play some more.

J.T.: No, it's all right.

Brittany: Why not?

J.T.: Because I don't like writing in public, Brittany. You can hear it when it's finished.

Brittany: What if I don't like it?

J.T.: How will I ever be able to sleep at night?

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Victor: So you haven't heard anything from Bradley? I'm at the Rec Center. No, I will not do anything rash, all right? But he better show up with my daughter soon. You call me as soon as you hear something, all right? Thank you.

Victor: My goodness, what a surprise. What are you doing here this time of night?

Dru: Victor, I have a meeting with Lorena Davis. So tomorrow's the big day, eh?

Victor: Open house.

Dru: Open house. You should be so proud. My goodness, you've turned this place into something fabulous.

Victor: Well, I hope everyone will be as impressed as you obviously are.

Dru: How could they not? You know, my daughter loved working for you this summer.

Victor: I'm glad to hear that. So how do you like your new job at Newman Enterprises?

Dru: I love my job at Newman Enterprises. Thank you very much. And I hope you don't mind that my husband practiced a little nepotism.

Victor: You and I have had our differences, but I trust your husband's judgment completely.

Dru: I plan on giving Newman Enterprises 100 % of my expertise.

Victor: I'm sure you will. So you're here to see Lorena Davis?

Dru: Yes, but before she arrives, I thought I'd ask your opinion about Devon Hamilton.

Victor: What about him?

Dru: Neil and I have decided to take him in. He lives with us.

Victor: Really?

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(Knock on door)

Phyllis: Hey, boss.

Neil: Hey, hey. At it kinda late, I see.

Phyllis: Yeah, I like the peace and quiet. I get more done.

Neil: You know, you're the only one left here in this building, except for the cleaning crew.

Phyllis: You're working late yourself.

Neil: Yes, I am, but I'm heading home right about now.

Phyllis: All right. Listen, I'm so excited about this new project, this beauty contest.

Neil: Really?

Phyllis: Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah. I think it's exactly the promotion that Safra needs, you know? Something to captivate our audience, you know? As long as it's the right approach.

Neil: So you don't mind being in competition with Drucilla?

Phyllis: Oh, no. You yourself said, "competition is motivating," right?

Neil: Yeah, I sure did. So how's it coming?

Phyllis: Good, really, really good. Nothing I want to show you yet.

Neil: Well, just keep me up-to-date on your progress, would you?

Phyllis: I certainly will.

Neil: And don't wear yourself out. Remember, you're generating ideas, not running a marathon. I'll see you later.

Phyllis: Yes, sir. Hey, boss.

Neil: Yeah.

Phyllis: Neil, may I ask some advice?

Neil: Yeah, sure. What about?

Phyllis: How... how do you handle a teenager?

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Paul: I can't believe you're still thinking about that crazy idea of yours.

Chris: Which one is that?

Paul: Oh, which one is that? Give me a break. Well, it's not the one where you fly to London, marry Prince William and become Queen of England.

Chris: (Laughs)

Paul: It's where you have me throwing in with you and Baldwin.

Chris: Okay, it's not that crazy, first of all. You would get a new office and we would have a licensed P.I. on the premises. Everybody wins.

Paul: I see. And tell me, what did Baldwin say when, uh, you told him about your brainstorm?

Chris: Mm, that's one of the reasons I'm here.

Paul: I see. So the food is to fatten me up for the kill?

Chris: Why don't you just admit it? You'd love to be stuck in an office with me all day.

Paul: So what did he say? After he regained consciousness, I mean.

Chris: (Sighs) I'll admit, he was a little thrown.

Paul: Define "a little."

Chris: Okay, a lot. But eventually, he came around to my way of thinking.

Paul: Yeah, you must have really twisted his arm.

Chris: He should be thanking me. Think of the money we'll save. We won't have to farm out our investigative work. Mm, we'll expect special rates, of course.

Paul: Oh, damn. I knew there was a catch.

Chris: What do you say? Are you game?

Paul: I don't know.

Chris: Oh.

Paul: I mean, Michael and I are... I mean, we're not exactly fishing buddies.

Chris: Yeah, I know. But after the way you helped him when his brother was in trouble, I-I think he's secretly fond of you these days, or at least more tolerant.

Paul: Yeah. It's just, sometimes, he just-- I don't know how he does it, he just rubs me the wrong way, you know?

Chris: Mm-hmm. Well, if you two put your minds to it, I'm sure you can act like grown-ups.

Paul: Tell me, what does Danny think of your strange little threesome?

Chris: I think he'll be fine with it.

Paul: Oh, yeah. Why wouldn't he, right? He ended up with the girl. Michael and I are the ones that got dumped.

Chris: Oh, not exactly the way I remember it.

Paul: You know, you do seem to have a penchant for keeping your exes around. I mean, Danny, me, Michael-- you're acquiring quite a little posse.

Chris: What's that saying? Um, keep your friends close and your exes closer.

Paul: You know... (Chuckles) I should've known I was never going to win an argument with an attorney.

Chris: Is that a yes? Are you gonna do this?

Paul: (Laughs) hey, call me crazy!

Chris: Good. I promise, I will make it worth your while.

Paul: Well, in that case, how could I reó

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Lauren: Ahem. Nice hood ornament you've got there, Paul. Did you get on sale?

Kevin: Hey, Mike, you sure she was here with someone else?

Michael: Oh, please.

Kevin: Maybe it was her date.

Michael: The man I met tonight was young enough to be her son.

Kevin: Maybe he's just well-preserved.

Michael: Kevin, please, just tell me why Mom is out cruising for guys when she supposedly met Mr. Right, huh? Or is that a ruse?

Kevin: Mike, I-I don't know. I don't think so. You're sure it wasn't the same guy?

Michael: Does the name Ambrose ring a bell?

Kevin: Ambrose.

Michael: Yes. His professional name, he says.

Kevin: Wow. Well, I don't know what to say to that.

Michael: Well, how about saying the truth for a change? But why I'd want to know is beyond me. I shoulda sent her packing the moment she darkened my doorstep. I knew that if I even gave her an inch, it would be a big, fat mistake.

Kevin: You don't mean that.

Michael: Oh, the hell I donít. Anyway, she's gone.

Kevin: Gone?

Michael: I'm not tolerating this kind of behavior. Yeah, Gloria has 24 hours to clear the premises. And if you don't want to join her, I wouldn't complain over much.

Kevin: But, Mike, she's our mother. Besides, what did she do that was so bad?

Michael: Look, I made it clear up front, no men! And here she comes flouncing out of her bedroom with barely anything on accompanied by her half-dressed boy toy!

Kevin: Okay, okay, okay. Okay, I'll admit, that looks bad.

Michael: Looks bad? You're lucky the corneas weren't burned out of my eyes! And to make it worse... to make it worse, Lauren Fenmore was forced to witness the entire sordid incident.

Kevin: Wait, Lauren was here?

Michael: Oh, yes. Well, she was here up until the time when Gloria and Ambrose brought their little sex show into the living room.

Kevin: Did she come to see me?

Michael: Who?

Kevin: Well, Lauren, of course she did. I mean, why else would she--

Michael: No, no, she was with me.

Kevin: Are you sure?

Michael: I'm positive.

Kevin: Well, but you guys talked about me, right?

Michael: Only because she's worried about you. You're not exactly a paragon of mental health.

Kevin: Mnh-mnh. Lauren sees through all that.

Michael: Yeah, right, to the beautiful creature underneath. You're deluding yourself.

Kevin: She was here, you guys talked about me. That means she cares, doesn't it?

Michael: (Laughs) she cares for you in that "stray puppy, save-the-whales" kind of way, not in the way you think. That is nothing but fantasy, one you've gotta grow out of.

Kevin: Mnh-mnh.

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Brittany: Why are you being such a baby?

J.T.: Because I don't like playing my stuff while I'm still working on it.

Brittany: You're an artist, right? Artists can't work in a vacuum. They need to show their work to the world, see it performed. So let's hear what you got. Maybe I can help.

J.T.: No. It's all right.

Brittany: I do know a thing or two about music.

J.T.: No offense, Brittany, but that's different. You know, when you're up there singing on stage, you're singing somebody else's material. You know, you've never written anything original, something that's just all you.

Brittany: Maybe not, but I do know what makes a song special, what gives it that certain quality people want to hear.

J.T.: (Laughs) whatever.

Brittany: Will you stop whining and play already?

J.T.: If I do, will you leave me alone?

Brittany: Fine.

J.T.: All right. Fine. Now listen, I don't really have much yet, okay? So I just--

Brittany: I'm waiting.

J.T.: Hold your horses. Hold on. If you laugh at me, I'll kill you. (Clears throat) (Playing guitar)

J.T.: I hang around this healthy place out of aces lost the race what's this feelin'? Who's to blame? Why's it always feel the same? And this loneliness is killing me it makes you forget how to see and the past just gets you way too low I need a reason I need a reason to carry on

J.T.: And that's--that's-- like, right there is where I get stuck every time. But whatever. Anyway, what do you think?

Brittany: It's okay.

J.T.: Okay? What, you don't like it?

Brittany: I didn't say that. It's just, um... the lyrics are a little gloomy.

J.T.: Well, a lot of songs have sad lyrics. So what?

Brittany: Well, isn't there enough sadness in the world already? Why can't you write something more uplifting, make people feel good?

J.T.: You know why, Brittany? Because sometimes people don't want to feel good. Sometimes they don't want to hear about how wonderful life is because life just isn't always that great. You should know that better than anybody.

Brittany: Why are you so crabby all of a sudden? Is this about Raul?

J.T.: What? What are you talking about?

Brittany: Do you miss him? I mean, I'm sure it's not easy for you, losing your best friend so soon after you lost Colleen.

J.T.: Oh, no. See, now--all right, this conversation's done, okay? You know, you wanna write your songs about how happy life is and flowers and rainbows, knock yourself out. I'm gonna write mine, okay?

Brittany: J.T.

J.T.: No, no, no, I'm just gonna keep playing. I'm not listening to you anymore.

I'm not listening to you I'm not listening to you anymore. I'm just gonna play till you stop talking and maybe till you leave. That's right.

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Neil: Well, well, Phyllis, you really know how to ask the hard questions, don't you?

Phyllis: (Laughs) well, I thought a great man like yourself would have the perfect insight.

Neil: Mm, flattery will get you everywhere. I don't have much insight, but I can tell you that once a kid becomes a teenager, their hormones kick in, they go absolutely bonkers, man. They're from outer space. It's as if their bodies have been snatched by aliens.

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Lily: (Chuckles) you still haven't figured out how to work that thing?

Devon: Hey, hey, now. Don't be making fun of me. I ain't never used one of these things before.

Lily: It's a DVD player, Devon, not a space shuttle.

Devon: Please.

Lily: Here, let the master handle it.

Devon: I still can't believe you ain't even seen this movie yet.

Lily: What is it called again, "Attack of the Giant Night Crawlers"?

Devon: No, it's "Return of the Giant Night Crawlers." It's the sequel to it, okay?

Lily: Oh, sorry.

Devon: The first movie sucked, but this one is a classic. I'm serious. Trust me. You're gonna love it, okay?

Lily: Yeah, we'll see. Oh, and by the way, next time, I'm picking the movie.

Devon: No, you're not pickin' no movie. You'll probably pick some chick flick or something like that.

Lily: Oh, one that has an actual story to it?

Devon: This has a story to it.

Lily: Oh, yeah.

Devon: It's great. It's about this guy who goes camping in Montana.

Lily: Uh-huh.

Devon: And he--I don't want to ruin it for you, but--

Lily: Oh, yeah. You don't want to do that.

Devon: Just watch it. Just watch it. Now you gonna be making sarcastic remarks like that throughout the whole movie?

Lily: No, no, I'll be good. I promise.

Devon: You sure?

Lily: Yes, I'm sure.

Devon: You'll be good?

Lily: Yes.

Devon: Where the sodas at?

Lily: Oh, I left 'em in the kitchen.

Devon: Well, go get 'em.

Lily: Ha ha ha ha. That's funny. You go get 'em. What, do I look like a servant to you?

Devon: Oh, please. Why do I gotta do everything around here?

Lily: Yeah, you do.

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Victor: Funny you should mention Devon. I've been teaching him the finer points of boxing.

Dru: Really?

Victor: Yep.

Dru: Wow. I think that that's fantastic, but I'm sure the boy already knew how to fight.

Victor: Well, that's not the point. The point is that he better learn how to do it with his fists rather than with a gun.

Dru: I can't argue that. You know, that's one of the reasons why I wanted to get him away from the streets. I wanted him to know that he was worthy of a good family.

Victor: Mm-hmm. How's he been responding?

Dru: He's acclimating.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Dru: He's a bright kid, but he has this wall built up around him. We have to figure out a way how to smash it.

Victor: Yeah.

Dru: Hmm.

Victor: I admire what you and Neil are doing. A little gesture like that can turn a kid's life around, you know?

Dru: And we know what that's about, don't we?

Victor: From what I know about your background, yes, we do.

Dru: (Chuckles)

Victor: Anytime you need help or assistance of any kind, just feel free to call me, all right?

Dru: Thank you, Victor.

Victor: Okay.

Dru: I may take you up on that sooner than you think.

(Door closes)

Lorena: Good evening, Mr. Newman.

Dru: Ms. Davis.

Victor: Hello, Ms. Davis. How are you?

Lorena: I hope I haven't-- I'm fine. I'm fine. I hope I haven't kept you waiting, Drucilla. I was getting some things out of my car.

Dru: No problem.

Victor: You know, I don't mind if you guys use my office, all right?

Lorena: Thank you. I'll be right in then.

Victor: Anyway, again, I, um... admire that very much, that you'd take on that responsibility of raising Devon. I think that's admirable.

Dru: Good to see you, Victor.

Victor: Bye.

Dru: Bye-bye.

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Paul: Hey, Lauren, are you hungry? Chris brought Chinese.

Lauren: No, thank you. I just ate.

Paul: Well, there's plenty for three if you change your mind.

Lauren: I realize that you're in between jobs, but aren't you just a tad overqualified to be delivering Chinese?

Chris: I'm just doing my good deed for the week.

Lauren: Spreading sunshine wherever you go?

Chris: Yeah, it's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it.

Paul: Hmm.

Chris: I'm gonna get goin'.

Lauren: Don't leave on my account.

Chris: No, I wouldn't dream of it. I'm just anxious to get home. You two have a nice night.

Paul: Hey, thanks for the chow. It was good.

Chris: Anytime.

Paul: What?

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Michael: Kevin, you've gotta get over this ridiculous infatuation you have with Lauren Fenmore. She's never gonna feel the same way you do.

Kevin: You don't know that. I bet if she spends more time with me, got to know me better now--

Michael: She'd react the same way.

Kevin: You're just saying that to discourage me.

Michael: Gee. Do you think?

Kevin: Look, Michael, Lauren and I, we have something special.

Michael: Whoa, yeah. Well, too bad most of it is in your head. Now look, Kevin, you're just setting yourself up for more disappointment, and we both know what happens when you... well, when things don't turn out your way.

Kevin: That isn't going to happen this time.

Michael: Yeah, because you have so much control over how things turn out. All right, you know what? Forget it. I'm going to bed. If you want to live in a dream world, that's your prerogative. But don't do it around me or Lauren.

Kevin: (Bangs feet on table) we'll see who's living in a dream world, Mikey.

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Dru: So are those the papers, Ms. Davis?

Lorena: Once they are signed, you and your husband will be cleared to start training for foster parenting.

Dru: Uh, so those papers don't make us official?

Lorena: No, the process usually takes a few months, during which time, Devon will continue living with you on a temporary basis.

Dru: I see. Well, why don't you just hand the papers over? I'm sure my signature will be en--

Lorena: I'm afraid not. I'm sure you realize, once you become involved with a bureaucracy, everything must be done by the book.

Dru: Of course.

Lorena: You're not having second thoughts, are you, Mrs. Winters?

Dru: No. No. I cannot wait for that boy to move into our home permanently.

Lorena: Now I notice you said you can't wait. Doesn't Mr. Winters feel the same way?

Dru: Absolutely.

Lorena: Good. Then have him sign these papers and get them back to me. We don't have much time left.

Dru: Until what?

Lorena: Until Devon is placed in a level-12 facility. And trust me, I would really hate to have that happen.

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Phyllis: Wow. You make it sound grim.

Neil: All parents go through it. I think you just do the best you can and hope everyone survives.

Phyllis: Yeah. Right. Right. You went through a lot with Lily, didn't you?

Neil: Oh, yeah. We've been through a hell of a lot this past year. But, you know, I really think that you worry more about girls.

Phyllis: You do? Oh, great. Okay. Oh, I mean, I'm new at the Mom thing.

Neil: Yeah, yeah, your son...

Phyllis: Daniel. Daniel.

Neil: Yeah, so, um, then Daniel has been giving you a hard time?

Phyllis: Uh, Neil, uh, not a hard time. Just I have no idea what he's thinking.

Neil: At his age, it's probably best you don't know what he's thinking.

Phyllis: Really?

Neil: Yeah.

Phyllis: Oh, okay. Another great piece of news. You know, I'm trying to lay down the ground rules. But at the same time, I don't want him to hate me.

Neil: No, I hear ya. I feel what you're saying. But, um, kids need discipline. You know, they crave it.

Phyllis: Right.

Neil: Um, they may fight you on it, but eventually they'll realize whatever restrictions you put on their activities, it's all for their own good.

Phyllis: Right. So you worked everything out with your daughter.

Neil: Y-yeah. It's--it's a work in progress.

Phyllis: Yeah?

Neil: And now Dru and I, we have a whole new challenge we're dealing with.

Phyllis: Right. Oh, you're talking about "Devon."

Neil: No, uh, Devon.

Phyllis: Devon.

Neil: The young man is, uh, his name is Devon. She's taken Devon under her wing. I think he reminds her of herself at that age.

Phyllis: Oh. Wow. Yeah, Dru told me about this.

Neil: At the moment, he is, uh, living with us.

Phyllis: Yeah, she told me that.

Neil: It's only temporary, of course. A huge change for Devon. You know, up till now, he's lived with foster families and in group homes.

Phyllis: Yeah. How are you doin' with this?

Neil: Honestly, uh, some days are good, some days are bad. We manage. Um, the kid needs structure. He needs to learn to trust us.

Phyllis: Yeah. You know, I think that's the problem with Daniel and me.

Neil: Trust, you mean?

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah. Because I haven't been his Mom since he was 5 years old. I haven't been with him. And now he's grown, and we're strangers to each other.

Neil: Phyllis, it just takes time. You know, remember, you're the adult, okay? You have to be the one to be firm.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. Okay. Now, um, what about... just what about his situation with girls?

Neil: Oh, boy. How did I know this part of the conversation was gonna come up? That's a whole another topic altogether. Uh, I've seen Daniel at the Rec Center. Good-lookin' kid.

Phyllis: Yeah, he is good-looking.

Neil: Yeah, if the girls haven't started beating down his door yet, uh, they will.

Phyllis: Oh, great. Great. I love to hear that.

Neil: You'll do just fine. You're smart, you're sensible.

Phyllis: Yeah?

Neil: Yeah, yeah. You have a good heart. Plus, if you can deal with a crazy spitfire like my wife...

Phyllis: (Laughs)

Neil: A teenage son should be a breeze.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Neil: I gotta go. Uh, don't stay too late.

Phyllis: No, no, sir.

Neil: Okay.

Phyllis: No, boss, sir.

Neil: See you later.

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Kevin: Keep quiet. My brother will crucify me if we wake him up.

Daniel: Don't worry. I won't be here long.

Kevin: Hey, so where you been? I been tryin' to reach you, you know, about the plan.

Daniel: Relax. I been goin' over all the final details all night.

Kevin: Yeah? And?

Daniel: And that's why I'm here. Everything's set for tomorrow.

Kevin: (Loudly) Tomo-- (normal voice) oh, tomorrow? You mean--oh, man, you mean we're actually gonna go for it? I was beginning to wonder if it was ever gonna happen.

Daniel: Yeah. I just want you to know, though, I don't do things like this for everyone. And I may need you someday to help me out. Just remember that.

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah. Sure. Anything you need. Just as long as I end up lookin' like a hero, that's all that matters. Because people see what I'm capable of, it is gonna be good-bye to the old Kevin forever. Shh. Shh.

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Lily: What are you doing?! Are you stupid?! Don't go back in the tent! No! Stay... aah! Oh! Oh, my God! I'm not looking.

Lily: Is it over? Can I look?

Devon: Yeah. (Chuckles nervously) are you okay?

Lily: Yes, I am fine. Oh, my God. I'm such a nerd. I'm scared over some stupid movie.

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Dru: Uh, Ms. Davis, this level-12 thing, facility you were talking about, what is that?

Lorena: It's a group home for youngsters who've become unmanageable.

Dru: Well, that doesn't apply to Devon. The boy is very manageable.

Lorena: Well, what I know of his past experience in a group home, he does fall under that category, I'm afraid.

Dru: Okay, you mentioned that this wasn't gonna be like a regular group home. What--what is level-12? Explain it to me.

Lorena: A level-12 facility has more stringent rules, and in some cases, the children are medicated.

Dru: What kind of medication?

Lorena: Psychotropic drugs usually.

Dru: Psychotropic drugs, like antidepressants and like tranquilizers, stuff like that?

Lorena: There are any number of drugs that are used, but it depends on the condition of the individual patient. Now these drugs are used to control moods and behavior.

Dru: Sounds like Devon would be turned into a zombie.

Lorena: That is an exaggeration, Mrs. Winters. But you're right, what I've seen of Devon lately, it would be shameful to place him in a level-12.

Dru: Shameful, Ms. Davis. It would be more like a tragedy if you ask me.

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Paul: Okay, Catwoman, you can retract your claws now.

Lauren: Why is it every time a woman looks at another woman crosswise, men just automatically assume that it's jealousy?

Paul: Just ego, I guess.

Lauren: So what was the occasion?

Paul: What occasion?

Lauren: Christine bringing you dinner.

Paul: Oh, her significant other is out of town.

Lauren: And God forbid the woman should eat alone.

Paul: Now, now, be nice. Hey, I tried calling you on your cell phone.

Lauren: You did? I-I must have had it turned off. Anything special you wanted to say to me?

Paul: No, not really.

Lauren: You're sure? No news?

Paul: News about what?

Lauren: News about you moving to Michael Baldwinís office, where you and Christine will be working together. Or didn't you think I'd find out about that?

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Brittany: J.T., have you seen my... guess he went to bed. There's my book.

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Paul: And how did you hear about that?

Lauren: What difference does it make?

Paul: Just curious.

Lauren: The point is, I shoulda heard it from you.

Paul: (Chuckles) there was nothing to hear until about five minutes ago. It was Baldwin, wasn't it?

Lauren: Yes. What do you mean there was nothing to hear until five minutes ago?

Paul: Nothing was settled until just now.

Lauren: And what would possess you to do something so insane?

Paul: Besides that I'm going to be out on the streets in a matter of weeks, you mean?

Lauren: Oh, honey, even if you set up shop in a cardboard box under a bridge, that would be better than sharing space with Christine.

Paul: Lauren, since when do you have problems with me being friends with Chris?

Lauren: I donít. But if you think that this is purely a business arrangement for her, she's got you snowed.

Paul: Oh. Meaning what?

Lauren: Meaning some women simply can't let go.

Paul: (Laughs) you know what? That's nonsense. She's hot and heavy with Romalotti right now.

Lauren: Mm-hmm. And that isn't stopping her from going to work with Michael.

Paul: So?

Lauren: So? She practically left the man at the altar, not to mention what she did to you.

Paul: And what is that supposed to mean?

Lauren: Oh, the minute things got difficult; she just kicked you to the curb.

Paul: Oh, come on, Lauren. It was a little more complicated than that.

Lauren: How can you just forget your history with this woman? Time and time again, you got caught in her web and always lived to regret it. And on top of everything, you don't even like Michael Baldwin.

Paul: You are jealous.

Lauren: I am not!

Paul: Are too.

Lauren: Are not!

Paul: Oh, maybe territorial is a better word.

Lauren: Great. So I'm a wild animal now?

Paul: Only in bed.

Lauren: It's not funny.

Paul: Look, why don't you just chill? All right, forget I said that. Why don't we table this discussion for a later time?

Lauren: Will you at least just think about what I said, okay? I don't want to have to go around telling you I told you so.

Paul: Yes, Mother.

Lauren: Oh, um, all right. Let's go on that note.

Lauren: Now what do you want to do?

Paul: (Laughs)

Lauren: (Laughs)

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Kevin: Okay. So how are we gonna do this? Is it gonna be you and me, or you, me and someone else?

Daniel: Kevin, be cool, okay? The plan won't work if you're spazzing out like this.

Kevin: Right. Right. Right. So what do we do?

Daniel: We don't do anything. I've already done my part. Now it's all up to you and, uh, our new little friend.

Kevin: Who?

Daniel: Well, you don't know him yet. But he's perfect Lily's never gonna know what hit her.

Kevin: Are you sure? Because if anyone finds out that you or me have anything to do with this--

Daniel: They wonít. They wonít. Trust me. This guy's way too good.

Kevin: All right. So what is he getting out of it?

Daniel: You know what? Just leave that to me. Just do your part. (Laughs) this has gotta be one of the best plans I've come up with in a long time.

Kevin: (Laughs)

Daniel: Yeah, everything's gonna fall into place. I guarantee it.

Kevin: Nice. All right. So are you gonna tell me the details now?

Daniel: I thought you'd never ask.

Kevin: Okay, good.

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Dru: This place that you've described, Ms. Davis, it sounds like a prison.

Lorena: Prison is a rather harsh term, Mrs. Winters.

Dru: Then how would you describe it?

Lorena: I agree, a level-12 facility may not be the most helpful place for Devon to be. In fact, I think he would resist the rules, and that would do nothing but compound his problems.

Dru: Which would make him a candidate to receive medication. Isn't that so?

Lorena: Well, that would depend on the doctors and psychiatrists who were treating him.

Dru: We can't let this happen. You know that?

Lorena: Well, let's hope it doesn't get to that point.

Dru: I'm gonna do everything in my power to see that it doesnít.

Lorena: Well, I guess from this point on that would be up to you and your husband.

Dru: Right. I'm gonna have my husband sign these papers, and we're gonna get them back to you as soon as possible.

Lorena: Very quickly, please. Time is running out.

Dru: Good night.

Lorena: Good night, Mrs. Winters.

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Lily: (Gasps) okay, you win. I admit it. I'm freaked out.

Devon: Look, we don't have to watch the rest of it if you don't want to, okay?

Lily: No, no, I want to. I want to see how it ends.

Devon: That better?

[Lily and Devon are holding hands when Neil comes in.]

Lily: (Giggles) (door opens)

Lily: Oh! Oh, gosh! Dad. I didn't hear you come in. Hi.

Neil: Hi. What are you two doing?

Lily: Oh, nothing. We were just watching a movie. But we could finish it tomorrow, right, Devon?

Devon: Yeah, yeah. No, that's cool. I was gettin' tired anyway. I'm gonna go to bed.

Neil: Good night.

Devon: Night.

Lily: Good night. Well... (Laughs nervously) so, Daddy, how was your day?

Neil: My day was just fine. Um, if there's something that you'd like to tell me--

Lily: You know, I'm actually pretty tired, too. I'm gonna go to bed. Night.

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Boy: So where's my girl?

Daniel: Lily's not here yet.

Brittany: I have a doctor's appointment today. I'm getting my bandage off.

Bobby: For good?

Victor: We have got to take action now.

Ashley: All right. Do whatever you have to do.

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