Tuesday Y&R Transcript 8/24/04

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 8/24/04--Canada; Wednesday 8/25/04--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Paul: Nikki, I still think opening this up is a bad idea.

Nikki: It's already opened up. I feel like my mind is gonna explode.

Paul: That is my point. You are playing with f-- we are both playing with fire here. At first you couldn't tell if these memories you were having were just from your imagination or what. But now I think it's pretty obvious more and more that they could relate to something that actually happened, something that's buried so deep in your mind that somehow connects to that-- that child's skeleton they found, maybe even to the disappearance of Joshua Cassen all those years ago. Nikki... I don't know how to emphasize this enough. I think it is a mistake for you to pursue this any further without serious professional help. There is no telling what might happen to you.


Lauren: Well, Victor, from everything that I've seen your event is a definite success.

Victor: Now you and I know that opening ceremonies cause a lot of enthusiasm. Now let's see if the people in the neighborhood really come to use this Rec Center, you know?

Jamal: Well, I think we're gonna get a lot of help, you know, now that everybody has had a chance to look around, see what you've done.

Victor: You think so?

Jamal: Yes.

Lauren: Well, I hope so. Definitely.

Cassie: Victor! Victor! Help. Lily--something's wrong with her. Come quick.

Victor: You stay here, Jamal.

Jamal: Okay.

Sierra: Yes, 55 Market Street. Okay, please, please, tell them to hurry. Thank you.

Devon: Lily, come on.

J.T.: Hey get some water, man, she's burning up. Go get some water! Hurry!

Sierra: Lily, come on. Wake up.

J.T.: Lily! Lily, wake up.

Sierra: Lily, come on. Wake up. Wake up, Lily.

J.T.: Can you hear me? Lily.

Victor: What's going on here?

J.T.: She passed out, Mr. Newman.

Cassie: There was this guy who was messing with her.

Sierra: There was this guy, and Kevin got in a fight--

Victor: Stop talking all at once. Did you call 9-1-1?

Sierra: Yes.

J.T.: Lily. Come on.

Devon: Man, I need water.

Daniel: Devon, Devon, what's the rush?

Devon: Its Lily Winters, all right? She's messed up.


Dru: Helen, all I know is that Mr. Waverly is late. Oh, yes, he is. Oh, no, he promised to meet me in my office. I can wait five minutes, I can wait ten minutes. But please call and find out what's goin' on. Thank you. Bye-bye.

Phyllis: Hey, Drucilla, sweetie, did you miss me?

Dru: Like a hole in my head.

Phyllis: Well, I'm just here to pick up a few things, and then I'm going to skedaddle.

Dru: Thank you.

Dru: What are you doing?

Phyllis: Hmm? Watering the plant. It's thirsty.

Dru: Uh-huh. Can't the night crew do that, Phyllis?

Phyllis: No, they're busy cleaning. I can't expect them to care for our plants.

Dru: All right, Phyllis, listen, whatever. Just hurry up. I have a very important meeting here later on.

Phyllis: Oh, well, hold your horses. I'm just gonna get my backup disk and work at home in the peace and quiet.

Dru: You do that, Phyllis.

Phyllis: My disk is gone.

Dru: Huh?

Phyllis: You heard me. The disk is gone. You don't happen to know where it is, do you, Drucilla?


Kay: I knew your predecessor quite well, Mr. Hampton. In fact, uh, we became great friends. Which is, uh, why I'm rather surprised that you've never stopped by the estate before.

Elliot: I've never felt the need before, Mrs. Chancellor.

Kay: Oh, really? Oh, please, sit. So what has changed? What brings you here today?

Elliot: I'm not quite sure how to say this, Mrs. Chancellor, so I will be blunt. I'm concerned that you might have lost confidence in my ability to run Chancellor Industries.

Kay: Why would you say that?

Elliot: Your daughter, her investigation.

Kay: (Chuckles) Jill. Rest assured, you have absolutely nothing to worry about.

Elliot: Are you sure? Because, Mrs. Chancellor, if you've lost faith in me, I will step down.

Kay: Oh, come, Mr. Hampton, that won't be necessary. No, my daughter asked me if she could become involved in Chancellor Industries. Since she will own half of the company one day, I saw no reason to forbid it.

Elliot: With all due respect, Mrs. Chancellor, your daughter is something of a loose cannon. She shoots first and takes aim later.

Jill: Ah, I don't believe it. Look at this. Look at this. Here's another offshore account in the Cayman Islands.

Jack: Wow. Put it in that pile right there. We'll go over transaction I.D.s once everything's sortrted.

Jill: Jack, I'm telling you, I smell a rat. This much money going into all these accounts...

Jack: You know what gets to me? Everything comes back to this Elliot Hampton personally. Without him, we can't figure anything out.

Jill: So he could be robbing the company blind, and we wouldn't know about it.

Jack: Well, that's a possibility. But we don't have anything yet that is patently illegal.

Jill: No, but it's suspicious as hell.

Jack: Suspicious is one thing, illegal is quite different. A lot of companies have money in offshore accounts for tax purposes. A lot of C.E.O.S structure their company like a web with themselves at the center.

Jill: So all this means nothing?

Jack: No, no, this is something. No, all these offshore accounts, these receivables being listed as profits, no clear trail-- no, something's going on. The question is, can we prove anything?


Victor: Does anyone know the boy who attacked her?

Kevin: No, sir. Never saw him before.

Victor: Please don't give her any water. She's convulsing, all right? Don't do that right now.

J.T.: Use your hands. Just use your hands.

Victor: What happened in the elevator?

J.T.: We gotta cool her down.

Sierra: It looked like maybe he was trying to rape her.

Cassie: Um, and then Kevin got the door open and started fighting the guy.

Victor: Are you Kevin?

Kevin: Yes, sir. All I know is there was this guy, and he was messing with Lily. And she seemed kind of out of it, and then, I--

Victor: What was she drinking?

Kevin: I don't know.

Sierra: Orange juice, I think.

J.T.: Damn it. Lily.

Sierra: Lily, come on. Wake up. Wake up.

J.T.: What the hell are we supposed to do?

Victor: The paramedics are coming momentarily. (Siren approaches)


Michael: It's headed this way.

Chris: I saw Victor and Cassie run out. I hope everything's okay.

Lauren: You know, I don't want to raise any alarms, but where's Kevin?

Michael: Kevin? Oh, great. Kevin.


Jill: How much more proof do you need? Jack, come on. We can't let this self-serving jerk continue to do whatever it is he's doing to my mother's company.

Jack: That's just the point. We don't know what he's doing. Not yet, anyway.

Jill: Well, we have to find out. And I'm sure the answer's in these documents.

Jack: Well, not necessarily. You know, we could go through all these... whoa, what have we here? We have Mr. Elliot's contract.

Jill: Yeah, he took over for the former C.E.O. a couple years back.

Jack: Wow. Our friend negotiated himself quite the golden parachute.

Jill: It doesn't look very big.

Jack: No, not on the surface, but look at these contingencies.

Jill: (Gasps)

Jack: My God. This guy doesn't get fired for stealing doughnuts from the commissary, you guys are gonna go broke just paying off his contract.

Jill: How could Katherine have signed off on this?

Jack: Well, you know, it's just like everything else. It's very sneaky, very subtle. She could very easily have overlooked this.

Jill: What the hell are we gonna do? I mean, we can't prove anything. We can't fire him. How am I gonna break this to Katherine?


Kay: I'm not quite sure that I care for that assessment of my daughter.

Elliot: I'm sure your daughter is a very skilled businesswoman, Mrs. Chancellor, in her field.

Kay: But...?

Elliot: She's asking a lot of questions-- questions that, candid as I am, I find terribly offensive.

Kay: Which is your way of saying she has ruffled your feathers, is that it? Well, no, Jill has a tendency to do that. She gets under people's skin.

Elliot: It's not just me, Mrs. Chancellor. It's tremendously damaging to morale when somebody just comes out of nowhere, demanding documents and financial statements.

Kay: Oh, but she has every right to.

Elliot: Yes, she does. And I have provided them. But may I remind you that the company has run very smoothly under my management?

Kay: I am very, very pleased with its performance.

Elliot: Then why is she scrutinizing us? I believe I have a right to know.


Phyllis: Drucilla, don't--don't give me that innocent look. I want my backup disk.

Dru: Why are you looking at me? I don't even know what your backup disk looks like.

Phyllis: I don't know-- I don't know a backup-- give it to me!

Dru: I don't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about.

Phyllis: Either give me my disk or--

Dru: Oh, are we resorting to violence or...

Phyllis: Drucilla. Silly Dru. Please give me my disk, okay? I have important information on it.

Dru: Do you? You're asking awfully nicely.

Phyllis: Yes, I am, aren't I? 'Cause my mother told me that you can attract more flies with honey than with vinegar.

Dru: And my mother told me, once you put your hand on the plow, never look back.

Phyllis: Give me my disk.

Dru: If I had it. I don't have it.

Phyllis: Drucilla, you were the only one in the office.

Dru: Maybe the disk fairy took it.

Phyllis: The... Drucilla, just admit you took it, all right? Give it back to me, and we'll forget this ever happened. (Telephone rings)

Dru: Even Steven. Excuse me. I have a business call coming through. Excuse me. Drucilla Winters, Newman Enterprises Cosmetics Division, may I help you? Helen. Helen, what happened?

Dru: C-cancelled? I didn't ca-- by whom? Uh-huh.

Dru: So did my so-called assistant leave you with a name? I thought as much. I thought as much. Listen, I will make arrangements to reschedule this meeting. And please extend my sincerest apologies to Mr. Waverly. Thank you, Helen. Bye-bye.

Phyllis: Oh, my God. What happened?

Dru: Do you have any idea how important this meeting was, Phyllis? Why did you do it?

Phyllis: Do--do what?

Dru: Oh, don't stand there and be all fraudulent and act like you didn't pretend to be my assistant, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Oh, hmm. Well, maybe the, um, meeting fairy did it.

Dru: Okay. I may never have another shot like this again. Thank you.

Phyllis: Well, maybe you should've thought about that before you tried to look at my work in advance.

Dru: Even Steven, is that what you're saying? Now we're even?

Phyllis: Well, I have no idea what you're talking about because I didn't do anything.

Dru: Neither did I.

Phyllis: Yeah. Neither did you. Uhuhuh. Right. Let me tell ya, you haven't seen the last of me. This isn't the last of me. Ha!

Dru: Damn it!


Jack: Babe, I don't know what to tell you there.

Jill: I promised my mother when she went into rehab that I would try and keep as much stress and negativity away from her as I could.

Jack: You've done a bang-up job. If half of what we suspect is true, we have to tell Katherine.

Jill: Come on. That would destroy her. You know what Chancellor Industries represents to her.

Jack: Our effort here is to salvage the company.

Jill: No, no, no, this is the wrong time. This is too early in her sobriety. Okay, a blow like this, it could send her right back to drinking again.

Jack: Okay, so we have to figure out some way to expose Elliot Hampton without threatening her sobriety.

Jill: I don't know if we can do that. You know, she doesn't talk about it much, but I know she feels so guilty about her drinking. And if she thought this happened because she was asleep at the switch--

Jack: Well, we have to do something. I'm not saying this guy is a bona fide crook, but we have indication here of some heavy-duty malfeasance.


Kay: Uh, Mr. Hampton, there's no reason for you to be bent out of shape. My daughter simply wants to form her own conclusions, and I see no harm in that. As a matter of fact, I'm, uh, I'm rather pleased that she has taken such an interest in the family business. Now I'm sorry if that makes you feel uncomfortable.

Elliot: No, Mrs. Chancellor. I'm sorry if I've wasted your time.

Kay: No, far from it. I am glad we had this talk. And in the future, if you feel the need to stop by again, then don't hesitate.

Elliot: I'll keep that in mind. Thank you. I'll see myself out.


Paramedic: Anyone else drink the orange juice?

Cassie: Yeah, sure. Plenty of people.

Paramedic: No one else with any kind of symptoms?

Sierra: I don't think so.

J.T.: We would've known.

Victor: You think she may have been drugged?

Paramedic: Well, if her date was trying to rape her, yeah.

Cassie: He wasn't her date.

Sierra: Yeah, he was just some creep.

Paramedic: Okay, I'm good here. Let's go.

Devon: I'm going with you.

Paramedic: I'm sorry, kid, that's against policy.

Sierra: I have cab money. We can follow the ambulance. Come on.

Cassie: I'm coming, too.

Victor: Well, Kevin, it seems you have done your good deed for the day.

Michael: What's going on?

Michael: Kevin?


Nikki: Paul, I appreciate your concern. But I'm not gonna lose my mind if you tell me. It's not knowing that's tearing me apart.

Paul: Nikki, I'm just suggesting that I think we should wait--

Nikki: No, I don't want to wait. You have to tell me. Tell me everything that you know about Joshua Cassen or the skeleton or any of this.

Nikki: Please!

Paul: Again, I am not sure that it has anything to do with Joshua or his disappearance. But the child whose remains they found... died from a bullet wound to the head. He was shot.

(Children speaking indistinctly) (Child screams)


(Telephone rings)

Angelo: Marilynís. Angelo speaking.

Man: Ange, it's Moe. Remember me?

Angelo: Moe? Boy, hey. I thought they'd never let you out of the clink.

Moe: Yeah, we had some good times, didn't we, buddy?

Angelo: Yeah, that was a long time ago, Moe. I don't run with that crew no more.

Moe: But you're still in the muscle business, right?

Angelo: Well, why you wanna know?

Moe: Some big business exec's gettin' too nosy. A woman--Jill something-- at Jabot Cosmetics. We need to make her a little more cautious. Hey, Angelo, you there?

Angelo: Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Moe: Come on, buddy. Don't hold out on me. I know Marsino's ain't what it used to be. Do this job, and you're on easy street for awhile. What do you say?

Angelo: I say I don't do that anymore. Find yourself some other mook.

Bobby: Angelo, these were in back.

Angelo: Hey, Bob, uh, you got a lady friend over there at Jabot? Some, uh, bigwig named Jill?


Phyllis: Okay, Ms. Drucilla Winters, you freak, how much longer do I have to share an office with you? (Knock on door)

Phyllis: Oh, who now?

Phyllis: Hey. Hey.

Damon: Donít shoot me.

Phyllis: No, I wonít. I-I wasn't expecting anybody.

Damon: Can I come in?

Phyllis: Yeah, sure. Come in.

Damon: You looked about ready to attack when you opened that door.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, you know, I have a situation at work, you know. Don't want to get into it.

Damon: I'm sorry. I-I probably shoulda called before I came over, but, uh...

Phyllis: But... you were just here in horse country, the neighborhood, decided to stop by? (Chuckles)

Damon: No. Actually, I came to see you.

Phyllis: Why?

Damon: Wanted to see your place.

Phyllis: You wanted to see the place, really? Damon, don't tell me you've never se t this place before. You could probably find the bedroom blindfolded. (Laughs)

Damon: I've never seen this place before. I did some riding out here with Victoria, spent some time in the stables--

Phyllis: Yeah, but not in the haystack. You expect me to believe that? Are you kidding me?

Damon: Are you jealous of a woman that's been gone for months?

Phyllis: Oh, please. I'm not jealous of anybody. I had a bad day. Just-- I'm a little edgy.

Damon: Would that be on account of the, uh, the situation you spoke of, or because of the last fight we had?

Phyllis: Oh, was that a fight? 'Cause I figured since I haven't talked to you... that we broke up.


Lauren: Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah. I didn't do anything bad. Of course, Mikey automatically assumed that I was up to no good...

Michael: I was just checking.

Kevin: And I just--

Lauren: What happened?

Victor: Michael's brother did us all a great service. For all we know, he may have saved a girl's life. Or at least he prevented her from being raped. You better put some ice on that jaw, son.

Kevin: Yes, I will. Thank you, Mr. Newman.

Victor: Let's keep the party rolling. I'll keep in touch with the hospital, all right?

Michael: Let us know if you hear anything about Lily's condition.


Man: Pasta salad? Mmm. That's my favorite, too.

Brittany: Well, great taste buds think alike.

Man: Yeah.

Brittany: (Chuckles)

Man: So are you from around here? No, that's a ridiculous question. You're not from around here...

Brittany: Well...

Man: Uh, are you?

Brittany: Well, no. But I'm from Genoa City. It's just another part of town.

Man: Yeah, uh, obviously. Uh, look, it was great talking to you. Enjoy the pasta.


Daniel: Kevin, what the heck is goin' on, man? Someone told me Lily's messed up.

Kevin: Yeah, you didn't tell me that that pig was gonna slip her some kind of date rape drug, Daniel.

Daniel: You gotta be kidding me?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah. She coulda died. She still might. They had to take her to the hospital. Dude, are you insane?

Daniel: Kevin, I had no idea. I swear. You know, Alex said that he--

Kevin: Alex said what, what?

Daniel: That he wasn't gonna leave anything to chance. Did you at least get in there and save her?

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah, I saved her. I'm a hero. But jeez, man, talk about scary. I'm really worried about her. And for the record, did you tell him that I was supposed to win the fight?

Daniel: Uh, I kinda left that out.

Kevin: What?

Daniel: I thought it would look more real.

Kevin: You're insane.

Daniel: Yeah, and you're a hero now. So what are you complaining about?

Kevin: Because if anybody finds out that we had anything to do with this after what just happened to Lily... (Whispers) we are so screwed.

Daniel: Then you just don't tell anyone. It's that simple.

Michael: Kevin, I want to talk to you.


Phyllis: Well, if I didn't know better, I'd say you missed me.

Damon: You would be right.

Phyllis: Yeah, you're kind of a hard habit to break.

Damon: Baby, listen, I'm... I--

Phyllis: I-- (laughs)

Damon: Go ahead.

Phyllis: No, go ahead.

Damon: I want to apologize for the way I acted the last time we saw each other.

Phyllis: Thank you. I want to apologize, too.

Damon: I said some harsh things.

Phyllis: Yes, you did. So did I.

Damon: It's me. I'm--I'm really sorry for the way you left my apartment. I didn't mean to make you feel bad.

Phyllis: Thank you. If you didn't mean to make me feel bad, why did you?


Michael: Who's your friend?

Kevin: His name is Daniel.

Michael: Romalotti? Yeah, I know his mother. I had no idea you two were so cozy.

Kevin: Yeah, so? We are. So what? Why are you looking at me like I did something wrong?

Michael: I'm not. You got a guilty conscience?

Kevin: Mikey, I just saved a girl from being raped.

Michael: Yeah, yeah. Lily Winters. It's a hell of a coincidence, huh?

Kevin: Wh-- I have to go.

J.T.: Hey, Fisher.

Kevin: Yeah?

J.T.: Listen, man, I, uh... I didn't realize... I thought that you were gonna hurt her.

Kevin: I know, I know. Yeah, you and everyone else. Only I wasnít. I'm actually capable of being an okay guy.

J.T.: Well, you may have saved her life.

Kevin: I hope so.

J.T.: Anyway...

Kevin: Apology accepted.


Bobby: Why do you want to know?

Angelo: Hey, I was just asking.

Bobby: So what if I do know a Jill?

Angelo: Well, she'd better watch her step.

Bobby: And how do you know that? You been lookin' in your crystal ball?

Angelo: No. I just got a phone call. You remember Moe.

Bobby: That meathead from the old neighborhood? What about him?

Angelo: He just offered me a job. You know, some muscle work.

Bobby: Wait a minute, he wants you to lean on Jill Abbott?

Angelo: Yeah. Apparently, she's gettin' too close to somethin'.

Bobby: Jill's a classy lady. What could be the connection?

Angelo: You know, could be a business thing. I remember Moe used to do some work for some people downtown.

Bobby: That's what got him locked up in the first place.

Angelo: He made it sound like there was a lot of money in it, too.

Bobby: What are you saying?

Angelo: Nothing. Look, I mean, I didn't take the job or anything.

Bobby: No, but you thought about it.

Angelo: Yeah, but, Bobby, let's face it. The money ain't been what it used to be around here, okay?

Bobby: Nothing's that bad that you gotta be takin' these two-bit jobs from knuckleheads. Now we're legit. Let's just keep it that way.

Angelo: What, you sweet on this dame or something?

Bobby: Ange, how could you even ask me that?

Angelo: Well, because, you know, you're awfully touchy. It makes me start thinkin', you know?

Bobby: Yeah, Ange, that's your problem. Just don't think.

Angelo: Hey, lookit, I don't know what you want me to say, okay? I turned the job down because I vaguely remember you knowing some lady named Jill.

Bobby: Yeah, you got a real heart of gold, Ange.

Angelo: Yeah, but that don't pay the bills, Bob. And some other guy who might not be as, uh, discriminating as me is gonna take that job, and you know it.

Bobby: All right. Moe say where he was?

Angelo: No. But it sounds like trouble. Wait, what am I saying? All your women are trouble.

Bobby: Yeah. Some more than others, Ange. Some more than others.

Angelo: Hey, Bobby, where... hey, Bobby, don't do anything stupid, okay?

Bobby: I got it, Ange. Forget it.


Nick: Man, I hope Lily Winters is gonna be all right.

Victor: Boy, that was a shock, wasn't it? I wonder what the hell happened? I guess we'll find out soon enough.

Nick: You know where Mom is?

Victor: No, son, I donít. At the moment, I don't care.

Victor: Look here, if you want to get out of here, go ahead. I'll be closing up very soon, all right?

Nick: All right.

Victor: And thanks for your help, by the way.

Nick: No problem. Look, I know you may not understand why it bothers Mom that you have this other child in your life, but it obviously does. And you shouldn't ignore that. Now I'm not trying to tell you how to handle things, but Mom's happiness is kinda up to you, you know? Just keep that in mind. I'll see you later.

Victor: Nicholas.

Victor: I appreciate what you said, okay?

Nick: All right.


Nikki: It was my birthday. We were having a party. I was having fun. All my friends were there. And then... afterwards, my father started drinking, as usual. And everybody went home... except for my best friend.


Young Nikki: Josh, be careful. Don't wake him up.

Joshua: Why is your dad asleep?

Young Nikki: He's tired. He gets tired a lot.

Joshua: Do you like your earrings?

Young Nikki: Yeah.

Joshua: Can I see them again?

Young Nikki: Sure.

Joshua: Can I hold one?

Young Nikki: Sure.

Joshua: Can I keep it?

Young Nikki: No, silly. It's my present.

Joshua: Please.

Young Nikki: Okay, but you have to give it back later.

Joshua: I promise.

Young Nikki: You wanna see something really scary?

Joshua: Sure.


Nikki: Something-- something very scary. Very scary.


Damon: Sometimes... most times, I have a little trouble with emotion. And I know it's--it's me. I-I love the beautiful way you wear your heart on your sleeve. But I am not you.

Phyllis: You're so closed off, it's as if something happened to you to make you that way. And I wish you'd trust me enough to--

Damon: It's not about trust. I promise you. It is not about trust. In fact, if you'll trust me, I promise I will explain everything one day. If you just... remain interested.

Phyllis: Mm. I guess it'll have to do.

Damon: Where's your boy?

Phyllis: Uh, he's out and about.

Damon: In other words, you don't know?

Phyllis: Yeah, I don't know. Yeah, I don't make him give me an itinerary.

Damon: Does it bother you?

Phyllis: Um... I wish my son wasn't so independent.

Damon: Well, I reckon there's really nothing wrong with a kid being self-reliant.

Phyllis: Oh, come on. Don't pretend like you care. You don't like my son.

Damon: I never said he didn't have some good qualities.

Phyllis: (Chuckles) you just don't like how he wants to keep me all to himself.

Damon: No, baby. I just didn't like the way he practically force you to move out. Phyllis, it was like watching a marionette show with that boy pulling the strings.

Phyllis: I don't care. I get to be a mother again.

Damon: Oh, you don't care? So much so that you overlook all his faults?

Phyllis: Doesn't matter to me. If my son wants to manipulate me, so be it. It doesn't matter. I have my baby back.

Damon: "Baby" being the operative word.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Damon: You're giving your "baby" too much power, and he's abusing it.

Phyllis: Well, I'm sorry. I can't do anything about that. You know, I wish you understood what it's like to have a child and then lose him.

Damon: That's gotta be the most painful thing in the world. Phyllis, you can't let the past rule the present. Believe me, I know.

Phyllis: You're worried about me?

Phyllis: You wanna go christen the bed? Damon


(Intercom beeps)

Jill: Elsiann, I told you I didn't want-- he is? Here now? Okay, send him in. Talk about surprises.

Bobby: Hey, Jill.

Jill: Bobby. You're the last person I expected to show up here.

Bobby: Yeah. I need to talk to you, in private.

Jill: What about?

Bobby: It's important.

Jill: Oh, you two don't know each other, do you?

Jack: No, we donít. But you look familiar. Weren't you at the Newman gala with the Hodges girl?

Bobby: Yeah. Good memory. Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but I really need to speak--

Jill: No, no, no, no, it's fine. What's on your mind? I'm not keeping any secrets from Jack these days.

Bobby: All right. You better fasten your seat belts.

Jill: Why? What's going on?

Bobby: Someone's looking to make trouble for you, and they're none too happy with wherever it is you been sticking your nose lately.


J.T.: Hey, you.

Mac: Hey. What's up? How's Brittany doing?

J.T.: Well, so far, so good.

Mac: She looks so pretty. It's hard to believe she's still self-conscious, though.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I guess until you've had a scar on your face like that, it's kinda hard to understand.

Mac: Yeah, true.

J.T.: So you wanna go out again sometime?

Mac: Well, you know, Raul warned me before he left town--

J.T.: Right, right. Stay away from bad boy J.T.

Mac: Yeah, yeah. You're not so bad.

J.T.: Well, I try.

Mac: Yeah? Yeah, I know you do. You don't fool me, though. Anyway, to answer your question and to completely ignore Raul's good advice... yeah, I'll go out with you again.

J.T.: See? That's what I'm talking about.

Mac: (Laughs)

J.T.: That's cool.

Mac: All right. So where are we going?

J.T.: Well, I got a few things in mind.

Mac: Oh, really?


Michael: Looks like this party's almost over.

Lauren: Mm-hmm.

Michael: I, uh, trust I performed my services well.

Lauren: Michael.

Chris: Performed your services?

Lauren: Ahem.

Michael: Oh, well, Lauren feels that you and Paul should act more like ex-husband and wife than you do.

Chris: Really?

Lauren: Mm-hmm.

Chris: I could say the same thing.

Lauren: (Chuckles) yeah, I suppose you could. And, you know, talking about Paul, I think I'm gonna go find him and see if he wants to take a-- a nap or something.

Michael: A nap?

Chris: A nap?


Nikki: It was... it was up... it was up in the coat closet. My father didn't know that I had seen him put it there.

Nikki: And I reached for it.


Joshua: Is it real?

Young Nikki: I think so. It's heavy.

Joshua: Can I see?

Young Nikki: No.

Joshua: Come on. I want to hold it, too.

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

Joshua: Be careful.

Young Nikki: Stick 'em up.

Joshua: I want to be the robber.

Young Nikki: I said stick 'em up.

Joshua: I want to try it.

Young Nikki: N--

Young Nikki: Give it back! No! It's mine! (Gunshot)

Young Nikki: No! Josh, no! No! No! No!


Nikki: I didn't know it was loaded. I didn't know. I-I was just playing. We were playing. We were kids. I didn't mean to do it. Oh, my God, I did it. I did it. I didn't mean to do it. Oh! It was an accident. Paul, it was an accident!

Paul: I know, I know.

Nikki: I didn't mean to do it.

Paul: I know, I know, I know.

Nikki: Oh, my God.

Paul: It's all right.

Nikki: I did it! (Cries)

Paul: I know. It's all right.

Nikki: I didn't know. I didn't know. I didn't know.


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

Bobby: This could get kinda rough.

Jack: We corporate types are a little tougher

Neil: My daughter was saved from being raped or worse by Kevin Fisher?

Nikki: How many people do you know who have killed not once, but twice?

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