Monday Y&R Transcript 8/23/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 8/23/04 -- Canada, Tuesday 8/24/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma


Victor: Really?

Sharon: Everyone is so impressed, Victor.

Victor: Well, I must say, I'm happily surprised with the outcome. A lot of people were involved, a lot of dedicated people, and I hope that you will find time to come down here every so often and lend a hand, you know?

Sharon: I would love to.

Nick: I'll be right back, all right?

Jamal: All right. See you when you get back.

J.T.: Hey, don't do that.

Brittany: Do what?

J.T.: You know, that thing with your hair. Don't do that.

Brittany: Oh. It's habit, I guess.

J.T.: Oh, Brittany, come on. You look great, all right? You got nothing to worry about.

Brittany: Well, that's easy for you to say.

J.T.: You're not gonna wuss out on me, are you?

Brittany: On you?

J.T.: Yeah.

Brittany: What's this got to do with you?

J.T.: No, nothing, actually. You know, I'm just here for the ride. We're here. See you later.

Chris: Where did you get the idea I'm some kind of prize that Michael and Paul are competing for?

Lauren: Well, isn't that the way you've set it up?

Chris: No.

Lauren: Really. Then whose brilliant idea was it to have Paul move in to yours and Michaelís suite?

Chris: Paul lost his lease. Yes, it was my idea. What, does that make me some kind of scheming bitch?

Lauren: Oh, well, if the clothes fit...

Chris: Lauren, given our various relationships, the four of us are going to be spending some time together. Is there something I can do or say to get you past this?

Victor: All right? Thank you.

Nick: Dad, where's Mom?

Victor: She went to see Brad Carlton.

Nick: What?

Victor: You heard me.

Nick: I was gonna talk to her.

Victor: I wish you would. Something is going on with your mother. I have no idea what it is all about, but she's not behaving rationally. And I have to assume it is about more than just my relationship with Abby. I don't know what it is. Anyway, hopefully we'll find out.


(Sounds of children's party)

Child: (Screams)


Lily: Alex...

Alex: What, baby?

Lily: (Gasping) wait... oh, God, I feel... really dizzy.

Alex: Don't worry about it. That's my effect on chicks. Just go with it.

Lily: Wait, Alex...


Devon: Now say that again, fool. You say that you saw Lily and that Alex creep go get into an elevator?

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah, she didn't tell you guys she was leaving?

Cassie: No, she didnít.

Sierra: She didn't say anything to me, either.

Kevin: I mean, it's none of my business, but the two of them did seem to get real friendly awfully quick.

Devon: Friendly?

Kevin: Well, he had her by the arm.

Cassie: Well, you mean they were holding hands, right?

Kevin: No, not exactly. I don't like this. Let's go see where they went.


Dru: Yes, Miss Davis, I understand how important that paperwork is. Well, my husband's very busy. He's acting C.E.O. of Newman-- you don't care. Okay. No! Heavens no. We're not having second thoughts about being Devonís foster parents. That's right. We are gonna get that paperwork to you very soon, I promise. Okay. You have a blessed day, too. Bye-bye.

Phyllis: Oh, great. Drucilla's here in my office.

Dru: Of course I'm here. I'm an employee here, Phyllis. You know--ooh, it's almost noon, which begs the question-- where have you been?

Phyllis: I was at a meeting across town.

Dru: A meeting.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Dru: Well, um, if it were about the beauty pageant, I just have to tell you my plan is so slammin', it's gonna knock those cheap pantyhose right off your buttocks.

Phyllis: Oh, really? I'm so terrified. Look at me shake. When are you leaving?

Dru: Pourquoi? I mean, why?

Phyllis: Well, pourquoi, I have a lot of work to do, and I don't want you snooping.

Dru: All right. Well, I will afford you plenty of privacy. I'm inundated with work, however. Perhaps I could suggest the pay phone down the hall or the smaller office beyond that, 'cause God knows, that's gonna be your home.

Phyllis: Ha ha.


Ashley: Hey.

Jack: Hey! Just in time.

Ashley: For what?

Jack: I have a profound question for you.

Ashley: Jackie, I'm not in a very profound mood.

Jack: If you were an evil megalomaniac bent on dominating the world, and one person stood in your way, what would you do?

Ashley: Sounds like you already got it figured out.

Jack: Well, yeah. I'd shoot him. But in this book, the person is a her, and our evil villain has decided to marry our hero. It's a bad move, if you ask me.

Ashley: What are you doing wasting your time on nonsense like that?

Jack: Hey, its therapy-- getting lost in other people's problems.

Ashley: Huh. Well, my therapy is swimming laps, and I'd like to get to it if you're done asking me dumb questions.

Jack: Oh, here to burn off some steam, are we?

Ashley: Letís hope it works.

Jack: You still ticked off at Bradski?

Ashley: At least he's back, and Abbyís safe and sound.

Jack: You know, you neglected to mention that Victor kidnapped Abby from her day camp. Knowing that, I can understand why Bradley took off.

Ashley: There are two sides to every story, Jack.

Jack: Oh, always the soft spot for Victor.

Ashley: Look, I don't want to discuss it. I came here to get rid of stress, not accumulate more.

Jack: Then maybe you'd like hearing some good news.

Ashley: Do you actually have some?

Jack: Our old man is happier than he has been in ages thanks to this new woman in his life.

Ashley: You mean this Gloria person?

Jack: Mm-hmm.

Ashley: Have you met her?

Jack: Yeah.

Ashley: So what's your opinion? What's she like?


Man: Excuse me, Miss?

Gloria: Huh?

Man: Miss?

Gloria: What?

Man: Aren't you forgetting something?

Gloria: Oh. Would you mind waiting? I shouldn't be too long. I'll pay the fare when we get to the airport. Oh, and, um, keep an eye on my luggage.

Man: It's in the trunk, lady. It's not going anywhere, especially in a neighborhood like this.

Gloria: Oh.

Man: Okay.

Gloria: Well... it was a nice dream while it lasted. Might as well get it over with. (Doorbell rings)

John: Oh, Gloria. Please come on in.

Gloria: Thank you.

John: I hope it wasn't inconvenient, my asking you to stop by.

Gloria: Not at all. I was actually going by the area anyway.

John: Could I offer you something to drink-- a little iced tea, lemonade?

Gloria: No, thanks. I'm fine. You said that there was something that you wanted to talk about.

John: Yes, there is. First, I have to ask-- you seem rather subdued, not your bubbly self. Is something wrong?

Jill: My goodness, Mr. Hampton, you certainly know how to make an entrance.

Elliot: (Kicking boxes) there it is-- every last scrap on Chancellor Industries.

Jill: Meaning all of the additional financials I requested?

Elliot: Yep, delivered in person so that you can be assured that everything that you asked for is here. And you'd better have aspirin, 'cause you're gonna need it.

Jill: On the contrary, I think I'm going to find the experience quite pleasurable. I like learning new things.

Elliot: If you say so. Most hardworking executives don't take the time to go over things with a fine-toothed comb, which is why I have a staff to absorb the details so that I can get to the bottom line.

Jill: Well, see, that's exactly what I'm after here. Elliot, what is the bottom line?

Elliot: Look, instead of wasting hours of your precious time, why don't we just have a friendly lunch, and I'll tell you everything you want to know?


Gloria: Life's funny sometimes, you know? Just when you think you have things figured out, you get thrown a curve ball.

John: Or sometimes you can have a lovely surprise drop into your lap when you least expect it, like the day I met you.

Gloria: You're a very special man, John.

John: And you know that I have been thinking a lot about you since our last date.

Gloria: Oh? I'm sorry that my sons couldn't stay longer.

John: Yeah, perhaps that's what triggered it.

Gloria: Triggered what?

John: My wonderful surprise. That's why I was so delighted when you called me. I couldn't wait to tell you.

Gloria: Oh. Well, there's something that I need to tell you, too.

John: All right. But me first, okay?

Gloria: Okay.

John: All right. Please sit.

Gloria: Mmm.

John: Now, Gloria, you've explained your living situation to me-- the issues with your sons which I picked up on when we had dinner together.

Gloria: Well, I tried to warn you, but you insisted on meeting them.

John: No, no, no. No, no. I'm glad I met them. I got to see how they treated you, and I believe it's their loss, since they're missing out on a very warm, lovely woman.

Gloria: Well, I'm used to it, John. Believe me.

John: I think what you need is a new, more pleasant environment--you know, a place where you can be comfortable, free of any tension.

Gloria: I don't understand.

John: I would like you to come stay here in my home as my guest.

Gloria: What?!


Jack: What's Gloria like? She's lovely. She's pleasant. Not a pretentious thing about her.

Ashley: Is it serious?

Jack: Well, I guess that depends upon what you mean by "serious."

Ashley: From what I understand, they've only been out a few times together. But you make it sound like there's something more.

Jack: Romance is an unpredictable thing, you know.

Ashley: Is she attractive?

Jack: Well, Dad wouldn't be going out with her if she were a dog.

Ashley: That's not very nice, Jack. What does she do?

Jack: Hell, I don't know.

Ashley: Where did they meet?

Jack: At the Athletic Club. Why all the questions?

Ashley: Just curious.

Jack: Or maybe just a little protective of dear old dad?

Ashley: Yeah, that, too.

Jack: How about giving him a little bit of credit?

Ashley: He's an attractive, wealthy man who's been on his own for far too long. That makes him vulnerable.

Jack: He's hardly a doddering old fool sitting in a rocking chair, and he deserves to go out with whomever he wants without the approval of his children.

Ashley: Well, excuse me for caring.

Jack: Hey, I care, too. It's just there's a smile on his face for the first time in a long while. You remember what that feels like, or has that been too long?

Ashley: You know, that's a low blow, Jack.

Jack: Just give Dad a break. Don't give him any trouble about this girlfriend, will ya?

Ashley: You know, I can't be as laid-back as you are. I've got a company to run. I've got a kid to raise. I've got a marriage to save.

Jack: Wow. Doesn't that make my life sound empty? Still doesn't give you the right to rain on everybody else's parade.

Ashley: You know, I was just asking a few questions about our father's new friend. I don't need a lecture from you.

Jack: Why don't you hop in the pool and cool off? It'll put you in a better frame of mind to meet the lady.

Ashley: What do you mean, meet her?

Jack: Gloria's coming by here later. You can check her out for yourself.

Ashley: Yeah, maybe I will.

Jack: Where are you going now?

Ashley: To get some iced tea. Is that okay with you?


Phyllis: My little Drucilla, cute little Drucilla, you' s so hilarious.

Dru: Well, you know what? Thank you very much. Thank you very much. I'm gonna take that as a compliment.

Phyllis: Well, you take it however you would like, but the truth is, when this competition-- this so-called competition-- is over with, I'm gonna have this office to myself, and you're gonna be in the janitor's closet down the hall.

Dru: Funny you know where it is. I don't even know where it is. We'll see about that.

Phyllis: Oh, really? Yeah, we will see.

Dru: Uh-huh. Tell me, Phyllis, what do you know about coordinating a beauty pageant for women of color? You see, I've been around the world. I have my finger on the pulse. I know what the women want. It's not you.

Phyllis: Oh. Oh, really? Is that true? See, that's why you're gonna lose, because it's not only about what women want, it's about what's best for Newman Enterprises. Newman Enterprises.

Dru: We're expected to do both, just so you know.

Phyllis: No, we aren't expected to do anything. You are expected to admit defeat, step aside, so I can have this office all to myself and do my job.

Dru: Step aside? I'm over my head? Oh, I'm not over my head.

Phyllis: Yeah? Is that right?

Dru: No, no. See, you wouldn't be saying that if you know who I was having a meeting with this afternoon.

Phyllis: Oh, and who would that be?

Dru: Confidential information. Confidential, Phyllis. No can tell. But if I get this man to sign, I'm gonna have your behind, and this office is gonna be all mine. So can you, like, skedaddle so I can have my meeting this afternoon?


Gloria: (Gasps)

John: (Chuckles)

Gloria: You mean live here?

John: Yes. I mean, you said yourself the place is way too big for Jack, Mamie and just me.

Gloria: Well, I know, but I mean--

John: If the idea doesn't appeal to you, my feelings won't be hurt.

Gloria: No, no, no, no. I didn't say that. I'm just--I'm so surprised, that's all.

John: Well, it makes sense, doesn't it?

Gloria: I assume that I would have my own room?

John: Oh, Gloria, please. Of course you will. You know my intentions would be honorable. Now when do you think you'll be able to move in, assuming you're going to say yes?

Gloria: Well, you're not gonna believe this. I almost don't believe it myself, but I'm already packed. Everything I own is right outside.

John: Really?

Gloria: Yes!

John: Why would that be?

Gloria: Well, I was on my way back to Detroit. That's--that's why I called you in the first place. I wanted to see you one last time before I went to the airport.

John: So that's why you were so sad?

Gloria: Yes. I hated the thought of saying good-bye to you, John.

John: Oh. Listen, I am so sorry that your relationship with the boys has deteriorated to that point that you felt you had to leave. But I gotta tell you, I'm thrilled that now I can offer you a solution.

Gloria: Me too.

John: What do you say I get your things? Yes? Okay.


Alex: Baby, you're so fine...

Lily: (Gasping wait, Alex. I need... I need air. Oh, God. Everything is spinning. Oh... (Gasping)

Alex: I won't let you fall. Trust me. Everything is gonna be good. Only problem is, you won't remember any of it.


Kevin: They must have gone outside. Come on.


Lily: (Gasping)


J.T.: So you want me to come down here and give away my time, huh?

Mac: The word is "volunteer," J.T., And I didn't say I wanted you to, I said I think it'd be a nice thing. You could give guitar lessons.

J.T.: Oh, guitar lessons. See, now you are twisting my arm.

Mac: Only because you really--

Brittany: Sorry to butt in, Mac. J.T., can I talk to you for a second?

Mac: He's all yours.

Brittany: What?

Mac: Oh, nothing. It just... looks much better.

Brittany: I'm sorry about before. You've been so sweet about everything. I think I'm just a little uptight about going out in public with my new look.

J.T.: Yeah, well, Brittany, you shouldn't be. You look good.

Brittany: Thanks.

J.T.: All right, now go apologize to Mac. She was trying to be nice.

Brittany: Yeah, you're right. I will.

J.T.: All right.

Brittany: And if you need me, I'll be socializing.

J.T.: Attagirl. Go have some fun.


Paul: Okay. He's got a way with the women, too, huh?

Michael: Look, am I the only one to detect a note of hostility amongst the womenfolk?

Paul: Yeah, there does seem to be some sort of turf war going on, don't you think?

Michael: You are the turf, my friend.

Paul: Oh, God. I hope not. You know--look, if you, Chris and I are going to work under the same roof, I think--

Michael: And if you and Lauren are gonna continue to be the hot item you've been all this time--

Paul: Now hold on a second. There is nothing serious going on between Lauren and me.

Michael: Oh, really?

Paul: Really.

Michael: Does she know that?

Paul: Well, we haven't had papers drawn up to that effect, but yeah, Lauren knows the score.

Michael: Look, I hope you're more honest in business than you are in matters of the heart, my friend.


Lauren: Yes, there's something very simple that you can do to make things work between the two of us. You can stop making such obvious plays for Paul.

Chris: (Sighs) "obvious plays"?

Lauren: Oh, yes. And please don't make me think that it's part of my imagination. 'Cause if you want to make things work between the two of us, you've gotta back off.


Jill: Mr. Hampton, you trying to snow me?

Elliot: I think you're misunderstanding me.

Jill: Because I made it very clear that I want to keep things strictly professional.

Elliot: I respect that. But I don't think my invitation is out of line. I think we can accomplish more in a less formal atmosphere.

Jill: Not today.

Elliot: I think you're making a mistake. I'm perfectly willing to sit down with you and to answer all of your questions.

Jill: That really won't be necessary. You see, I intend to look over these documents immediately, and if there is anything questionable, you better believe you will be hearing from me.

Elliot: Fine. That's all right with me. If that's the way you want to play it...

Elliot: Go ahead. Spread 'em all out. Read every word. Crunch every number. And when you're done, you know what? You won't know any more than you do right now, and that's that Chancellor Industries is an extremely well-run business.

Jill: Well, we'll see about that, won't we? By the way, thanks for unpacking the box for me. (Phone ringing)

Jack: Hello?

Jill: Jack, it's me. Are you busy?

Jack: Hey, babe, you know I never want to be busy again.

Jill: Good. Then you're not doing anything. Come over to my office right away.

Jack: I am 25--27 pages away from finishing a perfectly stupid but very entertaining novel.

Jill: You know I wouldn't ask if it weren't important. I need you. Jack, please.

Jack: (Sighs)


Phyllis: Okay, Drucilla, you want this office to yourself. You know, I'm sorry, but I have so much on my plate, I don't think I can get away. I'm very busy. Busy, busy bee.

Dru: Busy, busy doing nothing.

Phyllis: You can take your meeting in the boardroom.

Dru: How illuminating. You know, I've already checked. It's booked.

Phyllis: Hmm. You know, since I'm such a wonderful person, just for giggles, why don't you take your meeting here? I'll go home and do my work.

Dru: What's the catch, Phyllis?

Phyllis: No catch.

Dru: I didn't just fall off the turnip truck. I know you got something up your sleeve.

Phyllis: You know what it's called? Confidence--something I have and something--I'm sorry-- you, in fact, do not. You can have all the secret meetings you want, but at the end of the day, my pageant idea is great, nothing you've ever seen before. In fact, I would have to say it's, um, genius.

Dru: That would be your middle name--"genius."

Phyllis: I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to decorate when I'm given this office. I think I'm going to put two overstuffed chairs right here and a big coffee table--

Dru: Phyllis, slow your roll. Slow your roll. You know, I would hate for you to call the decorator and have to cancel the two overstuffed chairs in case Neil would select my plan because it's far superior over yours.

Phyllis: Oh, I'm not worried about that.

Dru: You're not worried about that, huh? You see, my husband-- he's very hard to please.

Phyllis: Hmm. Yeah.

Dru: And I know all the right buttons to push.

Phyllis: Uh-huh.

Dru: Mmm.

Phyllis: Oh. I'm gonna take my files to R&D.

Dru: Oh. Perhaps you should check H.R. H.R.


John: Here we go. The cab's all taken care of.

Gloria: Thank you. I was so excited about your offer to stay here, I forgot I left the poor man waiting out there.

John: Listen, I want you to feel totally comfortable here. Just think of this as your home away from home.

Gloria: Thank you. I think maybe I'll take that iced tea now. Maybe I'll show you.

Gloria: (Chuckles)

Ashley: Well, excuse me for interrupting. I hope you don't mind. I'm using your pool.

John: I don't mind. I'm delighted you're here. There's someone I want you to meet.

Ashley: Hi there.

Gloria: Hi.

John: This is my daughter Ashley.

Gloria: Ashley. Oh, it's pleasure. Your father told me so much about you.

Ashley: Oh, same here. It's nice to finally meet you.

Gloria: Oh, thank you.

John: All right, I'm gonna get our drinks, so excuse me.

Gloria: Okay. Well...

Ashley: So...

Gloria: Apple doesn't fall far from the tree.


Nick: You came back.

Nikki: Hi, honey.

Nick: Mom, something's wrong.

Nikki: Yes, something is wrong.

Nick: Is this all about Dad?

Nikki: No.

Nick: All right, then what can I do to help?

Nikki: Nothing.

Nick: Mom, I wanna help.

Nikki: Honey, I know, and I appreciate it. I'll let you know if there's anything you can do.

Boy: Can I see?

Girl: No.

Boy: Come on. I wanna hold it, too.

Girl: No, I found it. You can't touch it.

Sharon: Did you talk to her?

Nick: I tried.

Sharon: Yeah, me too. It was not pleasant.

Nick: Go easy on her, all right? My mom's obviously going through something.

Cassie: Maybe they came back.

Sierra: But we should go tell Mr. Newman.

Kevin: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Hey, is anybody in here?

Alex: Go away.

Kevin: Lily? Lily? Do you have Lily in there?

Alex: Mind your own business and go away!

Kevin: Open the door!

Cassie: He's got Lily in there!

Kevin: Open the damn door!

Sierra: Go!

Kevin: (Grunts) uhh!

Alex: I said go away!


Jack: You owe me for this, big-time.

Jill: I will make it up to you.

Jack: What exactly are we looking for?

Jill: Oh, just anything that seems unusual or improper.

Jack: Well, it's easier said than done. This guy may be a jerk, but so far everything's legit.

Jill: Well, I just need to be sure. Chancellor Industries is my family's legacy.

Jack: Yeah, I understand that. Hell, if I thought something strange was going on at Jabot... well, I guess I'll stop right there. Wait a minute. I take everything back. You may have a real problem on your hands.


Ashley: So... I understand you're from out of town.

Gloria: Mm-hmm. I've been visiting from Detroit.

Ashley: Oh, that's nice. You have family here in Genoa City?

Gloria: Yeah, two sons. One's an attorney. Terribly proud of him he's doing so well.

Ashley: Great. What about the other one?

Gloria: He's an accountant. He's a real whiz with numbers.

Ashley: Ah. So where in Detroit do you live?

Gloria: Well, do you know the area?

Ashley: A little bit. I went to school with somebody who lived in Grosse Pointe.

Gloria: Oh, nice. (Chuckles) too rich for me, though. I like the city. Suburbs are fine if you want peace and quiet, but I like to live where there's more excitement.

Ashley: Hmm. My brother tells me that you met my dad at the Athletic Club, huh?

Gloria: Yeah. My son's a member, and he put my name on the guest list.

Ashley: So you've been spending a lot of time there?

Gloria: Oh, I've worked out there a few times. It is a lovely club.

Ashley: Mm-hmm. I bet you miss your home.

Gloria: No, not really. Detroit's too congested. There's too many people, too much confusion.

Ashley: Isn't that what you just said that you liked-- the excitement of the city?


Dru: Let's see Phyllis' tired idea on the computer. Whoo! Here we go.

Dru: "Password required"? Damn, I know that bitch always has backup.

Dru: Come to Mama. Come to Mama. Ooh-whee. There it is. There it is. All right. Mama's got it. Mama's got the backup.


Jill: Jack, what do you mean? What kind of problem?

Jack: It appears your friend Mr. Hampton has set up a subsidiary to own anything that isn't profitable.

Jill: And why would he do that?

Jack: I don't know. Maybe to cover Chancellor Industries' losses? Tell me something. You were at the last stockholders' meeting. What kind of picture did Elliot Hampton paint of C.I.'s profits?

Jill: Well, it was nothing that would knock your socks off, but they were healthy. They were consistent profits.

Jack: It just doesn't jibe with the picture I'm seeing here.

Jill: What do you mean? Are you telling me that the company is losing money?

Jack: I'm saying it may not be making as much money as you've been led to believe. Okay, here. The retail division claims they made $1.5 million profit here. Same division--it's listed as receivables.

Jill: Meaning what?

Jack: One division purchases things from another division in order to do business, but there's usually a clear trail.

Jill: And here?

Jack: Well, the trail is not quite so clear. I don't know. There's a lot of paperwork here.

Jill: But something is going on? See, I knew it. I knew it. Oh, when I get my hands on that man--

Jack: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Slow down. We need proof.

Jill: We don't have it?

Jack: No, we need more. I mean, it is pretty clear the subsidiary is being used to hide losses by buying things from other parts of the company.

Jill: And that's illegal?

Jack: Let's just say if it was being done at jabot-- this kind of accounting practice-- I'd find out who was responsible and fire him. But this is gonna take time.

Jill: Well, it's a good thing you have plenty of it, right?

Jack: Oh, no, no. Jill...

Jill: Jack, I need you. Come on. What's more, this is the most fired up I've seen you in a long, long time. Please?

Jack: All right, this is a one-shot deal, though. Soon as I clear this up, I go back to living the easy life.

Jill: Yes! I knew I could count on you. Look at this. Look at this. Every month a large amount of money is deposited into this offshore account, and I haven't been able to figure out what it's for.

Jack: Well, I don't know what it's for either, but I've read a lot of stories about these kind of anomalies in companies, and usually the story ends with a picture of the C.E.O. being led off in handcuffs.


Gloria: I only meant the city's a better place for a single woman to find respectable companionship.

Ashley: Yeah, I suppose that makes sense. Not a lot of available men in the suburbs, huh?

Gloria: Well, men, yes, but available, no. Most of them are married.

Ashley: Right. So I guess that means there's no one back home in Detroit?

Gloria: Well, I've had a few male friends since my divorce, but no one that I was really interested in. So that's why it was such a pleasure to... oh, my. What a fabulous wedding ring.

Ashley: Oh. Thank you.

Gloria: A rock like that would be worth a year's rent at my old place.

Ashley: Really?

Gloria: Mm-hmm. Speaking of men, I hope you know what a wonderful father you have.

Ashley: Yeah, I know. He's very special.

Gloria: Such a gentleman-- kind, generous, wonderful sense of humor. Almost too good to be true, if you know what I mean.

Ashley: Yeah, I know what you mean. Sounds like you're really going to miss him when you go back home.

Gloria: You don't know?

Ashley: Know what?

Gloria: John has invited me to stay here. I'm gonna be living here for awhile, and I can't begin to tell you how thrilled I am!

Ashley: Huh.

Gloria: Yeah.


Phyllis: Dru, talk is cheap and so are you. Let's see if I have anything to worry about. Nothing. What about this mysterious meeting of yours? 3:00 with Hunt Waverly? How'd you score that?

Phyllis: Ahem.

Phyllis: Yes, hello. This is Ms. Drucilla Winters' office. I'm her assistant. I'm sorry, but she needs to cancel her appointment with Mr. Waverly today. No, no reason. She just needs to cancel. Thank you. Have a good day.

Phyllis: Ahem.


Alex: Leave us alone.

Sierra: Lily? Lily!

Kevin: Let her go.

Alex: No way, man. We're having some private time.

Kevin: Shut up. Lily? Lily?

Lily: (Mumbling)

Kevin: I said back off!

Alex: (Grunting)

Sierra: We need help! Lily! Oh, God!

Kevin: (Grunting)

Sierra: Come on!

Alex: I'm outta here!

Sierra: Lily, come on.

Cassie: Help! Somebody help!

Sierra: Come on, Lily, wake up. Come on, Lily, come on.

Cassie: You guys, get down here!

Sierra: Come on, Lily.

Cassie: Help, somebody!

Kevin: Lily?

Sierra: Wake up, Lily.

Devon: Hey, hey, come quick, man, okay? It's Kevin and Lily. She's in trouble, okay?

J.T.: What?

Devon: Hurry up. Come on.


Boy: Be careful.

Girl: Stick 'em up.

Boy: I wanna be the robber.

Girl: I said stick 'em up.

(Roaring sound)

Paul: Nikki? Nikki, Nikki, what's going on?

Nikki: (Gasps) Paul, you have to tell me. You have to tell me everything that you know about what happened to Joshua Cassen. You have to.


Cassie: Lily.

Sierra: Oh, God! Oh, God!

Kevin: Lily, open your eyes.

Sierra: Lily? Hey? Come on, open your eyes.

Kevin: Lily. Open your eyes, Lily. Help! We need some help down here!

J.T.: You dirty son of a bitch! Get the hell off her!

Kevin: I didn't do anything!

Cassie: J.T., get off of him!

Sierra: J.T., It wasn't him.

Kevin: I didn't do anything!

J.T.: Then what the hell happened?

Kevin: There was this guy in the elevator! He had her locked in there. We were just trying to-- Lily! Lily! Help! We need help down here!

Devon: Lily? Lily? Help! Help!

Kevin: We need help down here!

Cassie: Call 9-1-1!

J.T.: Use your phone! Call 9-1-1! Lily!

Cassie: Sierra, call 9-1-1!

J.T.: Do something! Call!

Sierra: Lily? Oh, my God. Wake up, wake up.

Devon: Lily, wake up.


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

Jack: We have to tell Katherine.

Jill: Come on. That would destroy her.

Elliot: Your daughter is something of a loose cannon.

Kevin: If anybody finds out that we had anything to do with this, we're so screwed.

Daniel: Then you just don't tell anyone.

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