Wednesday Y&R Transcript 8/25/04

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 8/25/04 -- Canada, Thursday 8/26/04 -- U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Jill: Bobby, my God. What are you telling me? Somebody wants to hurt me?

Bobby: They think that you've been asking too many questions.

Jill: About what?

Bobby: I don't know. I don't have all the details yet.

Jack: How did you learn about this?

Bobby: This meathead called an associate of mine that used to do a little muscle work. He didn't take the job, of course.

Jill: No, wait a minute. Somebody has put a hit out on me?

Bobby: No, they're not trying to kill you. They're just trying to scare you a little.

Jill: Well, it's working.

Jack: Jill, Jill, stay calm.

Jill: How can I stay calm? I have never been threatened like this before, okay?

Jack: This is probably just somebody blowing some smoke.

Jill: We don't know that, Jack. We don't deal with people like this.

Bobby: Right, but I do. So just relax. Let me handle it with this guy.


Phyllis: Daniel. Hey, Daniel, you're here? The coast is clear.

Phyllis: My day was bad, but it sure did turn around.

Damon: Oh, baby, I feel reconnected to you.

Phyllis: You do? Reconnected?

Damon: Mmm.

Phyllis: I'm glad you knocked on my door. I missed you.

Phyllis: Are you hungry?

Damon: I'm starvin'.

Phyllis: You are? Really? I haven't had time to do a grocery run, like a major one, but Daniel eats that macaroni and cheese stuff. I have that.

Damon: I'll pass.

Phyllis: All right. Let's see-- let's see what Victoria left behind. Ironic, isn't it?

Damon: What's that?

Phyllis: That Victoria would be feeding us after we, you know...


Michael: Have you seen Kevin?

Lauren: No.

Michael: Well, I'll have a little talk with him later.

Lauren: Well, I think so. You mean when he gets home.

Michael: Mm-hmm.


[Brittany remembering]

Bobby: Wow. That looks good.

Brittany: You can still see the scar.

Bobby: Yeah, but it's just real small. Hey, Doc, you did great work. Thanks.

Dr. Napolitano: Thank you.

J.T.: No kidding. Brittany looks like her old self again.

Brittany: Well, not quite.

Dr. Napolitano: You should feel good, Brittany. Now I know you were hoping for a complete revision, but I'm quite pleased with the results.

Brittany: Is there any chance this scar will fade more over time?

Dr. Napolitano: There's a significant gap at the margin of the new growth.

Brittany: What do you mean, "gap"?

Dr. Napolitano: There will be scar tissues in a line defining that part of the margin. It's likely that portion of the scar will be permanent. We've had excellent results with one operation, covering the major portion of your scarring, but I'm reluctant to try again. We'd be dealing with a much smaller scar, and our odds wouldn't be as good.


J.T.: (Sighs) good eats, huh?

Brittany: Yeah, I guess.

J.T.: What, you didn't have anything? Oh, you're too busy chatting.

Brittany: Something like that.

J.T.: Why you sitting here all by yourself?

Brittany: I'm not. You're here.

J.T.: All right, what's wrong?

Brittany: Why, why would you think anything was wrong?

J.T.: Because when you get all quiet like this, it makes me think something's wrong with you.

Brittany: Who's being quiet?

J.T.: I'm getting a word in, aren't I?

Brittany: Okay, there was this guy over by the food, and he was all, "hey, where you from?" Until he stopped to really look at me.

J.T.: Brittany, I'm sorry.

Brittany: No, don't go feeling sorry for me. I'm just fine. I mean, who cares about a jerk like that anyway?


Lauren: And that's where you were this entire time, in the office with Nikki?

Paul: Yeah, she is dealing with something like you wouldn't believe.

Lauren: Is she okay?

Paul: The truth--no. No, she's not. Look, I really don't want to get into it if it's all right. I'm not comfortable.

Lauren: No, I understand. I understand. It's okay.

Paul: Okay, thanks.

Lauren: Is there anything I can do?

Paul: You're already doing it.

Lauren: Because I'm not giving you a hard time about this?

Paul: I'll catch you later. Okay?

Lauren: Yeah.

Lauren: Hey.

Kevin: Hi.


Nikki: (Sobbing) it was an accident. Dear God, it was an accident. It was an accident.

Paul: Nikki.

Nikki: Oh, God. It was an accident.

Paul: I know it was.

Nikki: My father... I remember he always used to tell me, "Nikki, don't touch that gun! Don't touch the gun! Don't touch the gun!" But I did. I did.

Paul: Would-- would you listen to me? You were a kid. You were 5 years old. People should not leave loaded firearms where children can get ahold of them, even children on stepladders.

Nikki: It doesn't matter. I did it. I did it. I pulled the trigger.

Paul: You know what? You told me that you and Joshua were fight--he tried to take it from you. You were fighting over it. It was an accident.

Nikki: Paul, my God. It wasn't his fault. We were playing. We were kids. There's no excuse for this. There's no excuse. No.

Paul: Would you listen to me? It's not your fault.

Nikki: Paul, I killed my best friend. And I was able to put it out of my mind all this time. My God. What kind of person am I?


Dru: Excuse me. I'm looking for my-- oh, Sierra, where's Lily?

Sierra: She's with the doctors right now.

Dru: What are they doing with her?

Cassie: I think they're trying to wake her up.

Dru: Trying to wake her up. What are you talking about?

Neil: Dru let Cassie talk.

Dru: No, I know that the paramedics went to the Recreation Center, and I know that they brought her here. What's going on?

Sierra: Well, we don't know exactly what happened.

Devon: She was with this guy.

Dru: With this guy?

Neil: Dru, give him a chance.

Cassie: There's nothing to tell yet. The paramedics said that somebody might have slipped her a drug.

Dru: Slipped her a drug? I need to talk to somebody.

Neil: No, wait, wait, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You're not going in there. Whatever they're doing, they can do it better without you in there.

Dru: Neil, I need to see Lily. Let me see her.

Neil: No. I know. I know. Baby, shh, shh. I know. I know. Shh.


Kevin: I didn't mean to startle you.

Lauren: No, you know, you didn’t. I just didn't realize you were still here.

Kevin: People keep coming up to me, tell me how brave I was.

Lauren: You were... very. Lily is extremely fortunate that you reacted so quickly.

Kevin: I hope she's gonna be all right. She was really out of it when the paramedics took her.

Lauren: Well, we should all say a little prayer.

Kevin: So anyway, how'd you like to reward me?

Lauren: Reward you?

Kevin: Mm-hmm. Have dinner with me.

Lauren: Kevin.

Kevin: We could go to the club. I'd have to put it on Mikey’s account, but hey, what are brothers for?

Lauren: It's very generous of you.

Kevin: Please don't say no, Lauren.

Lauren: I'm afraid I have to, but thank you so much for the invitation.

Kevin: Does this mean you're gonna say yes next time?

Lauren: What you did today was a wonderful thing. You can feel really good about that. So have a great evening 'cause you deserve it.

Kevin: Okay. Sure.


J.T.: So is this guy still around here? I'd like to say a few words to him.

Brittany: J.T., seriously, he's not worth your time. I mean, talk about shallow.

J.T.: Yeah, no kidding.

Brittany: The funny part was, you know, he wasn't even that cute himself. I mean, hello. Where does he get off judging me on my looks?

J.T.: The guy's kind of a loser, huh?

Brittany: Tell me about it.

J.T.: Who picks up chicks in a buffet line? Anyway, he could probably learn a lot from me.

Brittany: Although I suppose there was a time...

J.T.: What?

Brittany: Well, I would have done the same thing-- run for the door, not give a damn about the other person's feelings. Thank God I grew up a little, learned not to be so cruel. I mean, it doesn't matter to me, not at all. I've been through much worse. I can take it.

J.T.: Princess, guys like that don't matter, all right? Besides, you got Bobby now.

Brittany: Yeah. Yeah, I got Bobby.


Jill: Bobby, that's very sweet of you, but I can't let you handle this for me.

Bobby: It's no problem.

Jill: All right, how would you deal with this person?

Bobby: No, don't worry about it. I have ways of communicating.

Jill: Oh, see, no. That sounds dangerous.

Bobby: Look, I don't let people threaten my friends.

Jack: I think we're missing the point here. This fellow who contacted your associate, he wasn't working on his own, was he?

Bobby: No, this guy couldn't rub two brain cells together.

Jack: Okay, then obviously, somebody put him up to it. Who?

Bobby: I don't know. I'll be sure and ask real nice.

Jack: You'll forgive me. I think this may take a little more than busting heads.

Bobby: No, you'd be surprised how talkative people can get.

Jack: I'm sure. The question is-- does this solve our problem?

Jill: Jack, what do you want us to do? Do you want us to invite the guy up for cocktails? Forgive me, but I'm not comfortable with doing nothing while somebody's out to get me.

Jack: Neither am I, Jill. As a matter of fact, this is where I agree with Mr. Marsino. I don't like it when people make these kind of threats.

Bobby: So what do you have in mind?

Jack: Well, I suggest we find out who's behind this, who's got an axe to grind with Jill.

Bobby: And until then, what?

Jill: Bobby's right. Why don't we just let him deal with this, Jack?

Jack: Sweetheart, I'll handle this.

Jill: How?

Bobby: I think the lady's got a point. This could get kind of rough.

Jack: You have your methods. I have mine. I prefer to go straight to the top, skip the middle man.

Bobby: Really? You sure about that?

Jack: We corporate types are a little tougher than you think.

Bobby: So's your average street punk.

Jack: I'm sure. Thanks for your concern. I'll handle it.

Bobby: All right, have it your way.

Jill: Whoa!

Bobby: What? The guy's made up his mind. Look, I'm not going anywhere. If you have any trouble, just give me a call. I can be very persuasive, you know?


Phyllis: So Victoria’s taste in cereal isn't as good as her taste in men.

Damon: You know, I never quite understood what it was between you two.

Phyllis: Oh, listen, she is a spoiled brat, Daddy's girl. And you were also a bone of contention between the two of us.

Damon: Even while you and Jack were still--

Phyllis: Yeah, I mean, I was married. I wasn't blind. Hello. I mean, you walk into the room, and you're you, you know? It's like... (Door opens)

Daniel: Hey, Ma!

Phyllis: Hey, Daniel.

Daniel: What's he doing here?


Lauren: I can't believe I'm still hungry after all the food that was at the Rec Center. Hey, thanks.

Michael: Thank you. Well, knowing you, you probably didn't touch a morsel.

Lauren: Well, there's nothing like Christine to kill an appetite.

Michael: It's tough eating while you're grinding your teeth.

Lauren: And to think, I thought her obsession with Paul was over. Stupid me.

Michael: Well, frankly, I thought Paul was a bit preoccupied.

Lauren: With Nikki Newman?

Michael: Any reason those two commandeered the office?

Lauren: I don't know. You'll have to ask him. He wouldn't tell me anything, except that she was upset about something and that he'd catch me later, whatever the hell that means.

Michael: The lady sounds disgruntled.

Lauren: I don't know what I am.

Michael: Hey, at least you're in demand. I believe you had two invitations to dine.

Lauren: And that's another thing we need to discuss-- your brother and his crush on me or whatever it is.

Michael: So you didn't buy his convenient heroism?

Lauren: That doesn't sound skeptical at all.

Michael: I just keep thinking about what Kevin said, about how all the people in this town who failed to appreciate him would start singing a different tune. Somehow I can't help wondering if that was a little more than wishful thinking.


Olivia: We're not certain. But Lily's symptoms are consistent with having taken one of three possible drugs.

Dru: But Lily doesn't do drugs, Liv.

Olivia: Of course not, honey. I meant that someone could have put one of these drugs in her drink, and she didn't even detect it. Unfortunately, these perpetrators don't usually know what constitutes a safe dosage.

Neil: Wait a minute, Olivia. Are you talking about one of these date rape drugs?

Dru: No, no, no.

Olivia: Yes.

Dru: Wait a minute. Who is this guy?

Cassie: We really don't know.

Devon: You know, the minute I saw him, though, I did not like him and I told you that something was going on, too.

Sierra: He was being so nice to Lily.

Dru: Okay, real nice. Real nice. If you don't know what is in Lily's system, how can you treat her? What state is she in?

Olivia: Okay, I don't even like to use this word, but it's like she's in a coma.

Dru: A coma?

Olivia: Honey, she's breathing on her own. We intubated her in case apnea sets in without warning.

Dru: What is apnea? Apnea?

Neil: That's when you stop breathing, Dru.

Olivia: Okay, honey, just understand that although these are powerful anesthetics, she could just wake up. It's possible and be perfectly normal.

Dru: It's possible. I need more than a possible, Liv.

Neil: Shh, baby, calm down. How are you treating her?

Olivia: Well, we're administering a chemical agent that's been effective in the reversal of a club drug called G.H.B., Which is gamma hydroxy bu--

Dru: No, no, no, Liv. She's still in a coma.

Neil: No, she said she was "like" in a coma.

Dru: Well, "like" doesn't comfort me, okay? It does not comfort me.

Neil: Liv, okay, we're family, and you're our doctor right now. Now you go in there and you take care of my little girl, all right?

Dru: Yeah, I want to see her. I want to see her. Please let me see her.

Neil: No, let Liv and the doctors do what they gotta do, okay?

Olivia: Honey, I don't think it's a good idea you go in right now.

Neil: We'll see Lily soon enough.

Olivia: I promise when she's stabilized, you can see her. Honey, just hang in there. I promise.

Dru: Please, please, please. I want to see my baby. Why didn't you kids stick together? (All talking at once)

Dru: I don't want to hear it!

Neil: That's not the right way to deal with it.

Dru: Did you hear what my sister said? My baby could die, okay? She could die!


Paul: Nikki, are you sure it was you that pulled the trigger? I mean...

Nikki: Yes.

Paul: You sure it wasn't your father? You said he was drunk.


Joshua: Is it real?

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

Joshua: Can I see?

Young Nikki: No.

Joshua: Come on. I wanna 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: Oh.

Young Nikki: Give it back! No, it's mine! (Gunshot) no, Josh, no! (Screaming)

Nick Reed: Shut up! Shut up! You little idiot, look what you've done. Look what you've done. You can never tell anyone about this. Do you understand me, Nikki? Never tell anyone ever, or they'll come. They'll come and get ya and take you away to a horrible place. Do you hear what I'm saying? You'd wish you'd never been born. So just... forget it ever happened. Forget it forever, or they'll take you away forever. Do you understand me? Forever.


Paul: He threatened you, didn't he? He did, because, Nikki, he knew the blame would fall on him for leaving a loaded gun around.

Nikki: He told me to forget, to forget.

Paul: Of course he did. And you obeyed him because, as I said, you were a child. You were 5 years old.

Nikki: Now all these years have gone by, and they found that sweet little child, his skeleton.

Nikki: My father... my father must have just thrown him in a hole in the ground. Joshua was still holding my earring in his hand, and he just covered him up with dirt. His family never knew what happened to him. They probably still don't know what happened to him because of me, all because of me.

Paul: No, it's because of your father. It's because of Nick Reed. He's the bad guy here.

Nikki: Paul, please stop!

Paul: Listen to me.

Nikki: I have held this in for so long, I have to talk about it. Can you imagine what this must have done to me, how this affected who I turned out to be? I killed my best friend when I was a little girl, and I forgot all about it. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know.


Jill: Jack, what were you trying to prove? Bobby knows what he's doing.

Jack: So do I. There's two ways to handle this, from the bottom up or the top down.

Jill: Yeah, but we're not 100% sure who's at the top, okay? And at least Bobby can get to the bottom guy.

Jack: Yeah, and then what?

Jill: I don't know.

Jack: Exactly. We don't want to start anything that's gonna come back and bite us later. We turn to Marsino, they're gonna know we're intimidated.

Jill: I just don't want to walk around looking over my shoulder all the time.

Jack: And I suggest we figure out who wants you to stop asking questions. Now let's see. How long would that list be? Seems to me there's only one name.

Jill: I know. I know. Elliot Hampton. But, God, you don't think he would stoop to something like this?


Damon: Say, man, have you done any riding yet?

Daniel: It's not my thing.

Damon: Oh, that's a shame. You know, this fella Victor Newman owns some of the best horseflesh in the country. I used to go riding with his daughter Victoria.

Daniel: Listen, you know, you don't have to make small talk with me.

Phyllis: Daniel.

Daniel: I'm sorry. I forgot. I'm supposed to be polite, even though I walk in here in the middle of the day and catch you going at it with my mom.

Phyllis: Whoa! Hang on a second. "Going at it."

Daniel: You know what, Mom? It's cool. I don't care about your sex life, just so long as when I bring a girl home, I get a little privacy.

Phyllis: When you bring a girl home. Oh.

Damon: Tell me something. Why would you even think about talking to your mother that way?

Daniel: Excuse me?

Damon: She's done everything you ask. She went out and found a place for the two of you. She's made sacrifices to accommodate your wishes.

Phyllis: Um, baby, it's all right.

Damon: No, it's not. It's not all right. It's not all right.

Phyllis: I'll just deal with that lat--

Damon: This is, what, your love, your gratitude? You embarrass her. You show her nothing but disrespect. Let me explain something to you, 16. You'd like all of us to believe that you're a big man, but see, you're a boy.

Daniel: Yeah, I--

Damon: You're a little boy. An adult would have manners, and I'm not about to let you even think that you're running things around here until you can show some.


Neil: You were a little hard on the kids, don't you think?

Dru: I don't think so. Those kids don't realize they were in the hood, and they're supposed to stay together.

Neil: We don't even know what happened.

Dru: We know enough, Neil. Our daughter is lying in a coma. She could die.

Neil: It makes no sense to blame other people.

Dru: If you don't think that I'm gonna step to Victor Newman and give him a piece of my mind, you are sadly mistaken. He just opened that Recreation Center, and already he's got drug dealers all over the place.

Neil: Wait a minute. We don't even know what's going on down there. What are you talking about?

Dru: Okay, let's not blame Victor Newman. Let's blame me, okay? Honey, I promised my daughter that I'd be there. She worked so hard all summer long, and all I wanted to do was get there, baby.

Neil: I know. I know, baby.

Dru: How many kids want their mothers tagging along? And there I was supposed to be there, but I got sidetracked by that bitch Phyllis, and I missed the opening, and now our daughter might die. My God!


Lauren: What are you suggesting?

Michael: Nothing.

Lauren: It didn't sound like nothing.

Michael: I just think that it's awfully fortuitous that Kevin just happened to be in the right place at the right time to help ward off Lily's attacker.

Lauren: Well, there was a lot of buzz.

Michael: And you know the bees that will be buzzing the loudest? The girl's parents-- Neil and Dru. They'll owe Kevin a debt of gratitude, in place of their dyed-in-the-wool hostility.

Lauren: Hmm. Well, he was basking in the adulation. That's for sure.

Michael: I'm sure he hoped you'd follow suit.

Lauren: Well, I told him that Lily was very lucky that he reacted so bravely.

Michael: Boy, I bet he ate that up with a spoon.

Lauren: You know, you're making me second guess myself.

Michael: No. You were sincer-- you know, it's just that the kid is so desperate for any small morsel of your well-wishes. You know, I know just how he feels.

Lauren: Stop.

Michael: No. Are you forgetting the little S.O.S. you left on my voice mail?

Lauren: I thought you'd like to know where your brother was.

Michael: And Christine, whom you were starting to find extremely annoying because, let's see why...

Lauren: Okay, can we please drop this?

Michael: It's rhymes with call, ball, wall, tall...

Lauren: All right, yes, you're right. I was upse-- (lowers voice) I was upset that she was monopolizing Paul’s time.

Michael: Right, so you called in the cavalry.

Lauren: I was frustrated.

Michael: Well, how did I do? Was he seething with jealousy when he saw yours truly standing by your side?

Lauren: Oh, my God.

Michael: I feel so used and dirty.

Lauren: I am not using you.

Michael: Oh, then it was just a coincidence that you started accepting my invitations to dinner while your boyfriend was, um... buzzing around his ex?

Lauren: No, you have it backwards. She was snooping around him, and I had no idea that they were cozying up together while you and I were, you know, becoming better friends.

Michael: Oh, the "f" word. Hmm, great. Well, at least I know where I stand.

Lauren: Would you like to wear that salad?

Michael: No. I got a better idea. Let's break up.


Jack: I don't know for sure, but who else would you put on a list of likely suspects, if not Elliot Hampton?

Jill: Nobody. But, oh, my God. Hiring thugs to scare me? Come on, that makes no sense. People in the business world don't do that.

Jack: You've already said he's been playing hardball with you.

Jill: Well, it's a lot different than not wanting to hand over documents.

Jack: What if he thought you might be on to something?

Jill: Are we onto something? 'Cause we haven't found any proof of anything illegal.

Jack: Not yet. But let's face it. You don't try to scare someone off for no reason.

Jill: All right, what are we gonna do? Because I will not let this man destroy my mother's company, and I can't go after him if I don't have any proof. See, maybe we should've let Bobby handle this.

Jack: What, and do some intimidating of our own? I don't think so. No, I'm sure your friend Bobby is very good at what he does, but my suspicion is Hampton just revels in this kind of stuff, so we're not gonna play that game.

Jill: What game are we gonna play, Jack?

Jack: Well, take a deep breath, relax, and I'll tell you.


Sierra: In all the time I'd worked there, I'd never seen this guy before.

Cassie: Me either.

Sierra: I asked a couple people if they knew him but no one did.

Dru: Devon, do you think that you could ask someone that you might know who might know this guy?

Devon: Oh, yeah, I'll try and find out. I mean, I know almost everybody in this neighborhood.

Dru: All right, would you just try so I don't do something stupid?

Neil: Okay, honey, let's just focus on being positive here for Lily's sake. She's alive. She's here at the hospital. She's getting excellent care. Let's be glad for that.

Dru: Right, right, when did you kids start noticing that Lily wasn't herself?

Cassie: Well, it wasn't us. It was Kevin Fisher.

Dru: Kevin Fisher? What was Kevin Fisher doing at the open house?

Neil: Kevin Fisher?

Sierra: Well, he was the one that saw her leaving and then getting into the elevator with that guy.

Cassie: Yeah, he came and told us. He said he had her by the arm.

Sierra: It didn't sound too good.

Devon: And that Kevin dude just took off running, and we went after him.

Cassie: Well, when we got downstairs, we looked around, and that's when Kevin noticed that the elevator was stopped.

Sierra: Yeah, and he pulled the door open, and then that horrible guy was all over Lily.

Devon: And then that Kevin dude just went wild after that. He just--he pulled the guy off of Lily, and they got in this big old fight.

Sierra: Yeah, that's when the guy ran off, and then we realized something was wrong with her.

Cassie: And Sierra called 9-1-1.

Dru: Thank you.

Neil: Let me get this straight. Are you telling me that my daughter was saved from being raped, or worse, by Kevin Fisher?


Phyllis: Uh, listen, Damon, I can take care of this. Don't--don't worry.

Damon: That's fine. But I'm not gonna allow anyone-- anyone to talk to you that way.

Daniel: You know what, Mom? It's no big deal. Your friend here-- he made a decision about me the first time we met, and I can't change the way he thinks, so let him think whatever he wants.

Phyllis: Okay. All right. Listen, we have--we have three-- we have two very opinionated people here, and three very smart people, so, um, I think that we can all try to have a civil conversation, right?

Daniel: Yeah, sure.

Phyllis: Sure. Sure. It's easy. Right? Okay. Um... do you want me to get you more to eat, Daniel?

Daniel: I'm covered.

Phyllis: Okay, good. Um, how's your day been?

Daniel: All right.

Phyllis: What have you been doing?

Daniel: Well, I went to the open house at the Rec Center.

Phyllis: Oh, man, that. Was that today? I forgot. I wanted to support Victor.

Daniel: It's too bad you didn't go. You missed all the excitement.

Phyllis: What excitement?

Daniel: It's like the strangest thing. This girl Lily got attacked or something.

Phyllis: What? Attacked?

Damon: Lily Winters? Drucilla's daughter?

Daniel: I guess so.

Phyllis: What happened? Is she okay?

Daniel: I don't know. They took her to the hospital.

Damon: Who would attack her at an open house full of people? Did you see who did it?

Daniel: It was some guy. He got away.

Phyllis: Oh, my God. I can't believe that. Poor Lily. Poor Neil.

Daniel: Mom, she's gonna be fine.

Damon: You seem to be taking it real lightly, man. I mean, it is an attack on a young girl. It's a serious thing.

Daniel: Well, I'm sorry I'm not as upset as you think I should be.

Phyllis: Okay, okay. Boy, we can't go five minutes without arguing.

Daniel: Well, why don't you talk to your boyfriend? He's the one who's tripping out for no reason.

Damon: I just don't understand your cavalier attitude about Lily.

Daniel: Why, because I don't react the way you think I should? You know, who are you to judge me, anyway? We were doing just fine here without you, so why don't you just leave us alone?

Phyllis: Look...

Phyllis: You know, you did judge him. Just...

Damon: No, I didn’t. That's nonsense, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Hey...

Damon: I judge his behavior.

Phyllis: All right.

Damon: Which is what any good parent does if they're gonna offer guidance.

Phyllis: I'm the parent, not you. I... I can't do this, Damon. I can't have my son and the man I care so deeply about arguing all the time. I can't do it.

Damon: I understand. I should go.

Phyllis: Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this happened. I'm sorry that...

Damon: No, no, no, no, no. You don't need to be sorry.

Damon: I'll call you tomorrow.


Paul: Nikki, you can't let this destroy you.

Nikki: No, no, of course not. I only took the life of an innocent child. I'm not gonna suffer over that. I mean, it happened a long time ago. Time heals all wounds, right?

Paul: I didn't say that. Damn it, this is why I wanted to open this up in the presence of a psychologist. This memory has the power to destroy you if you let it.

Nikki: So what? Maybe I should let it. You know about my past. You know more than anybody that I killed my father years later.

Paul: Nikki, you did it because he was trying to rape you.

Nikki: How do we know that? I'm not so sure of that anymore. How do we know that? I mean, maybe I just made that up as an excuse 'cause I didn't want to keep this secret anymore. I mean, he was the only one who knew about it. Maybe I thought that if I got rid of him then, this would never come out and I would never be sent to that horrible place.

Paul: He told you that because he was trying to scare you. He was trying to keep you quiet.

Nikki: Paul, don't you get it? There's something wrong with me.

Paul: There's nothing wrong with you.

Nikki: Yes, there is. I mean, everybody thinks that, oh, I'm married to victor Newman. I have money, this wonderful life. But actually I'm some kind of killer.

Paul: You're not.

Nikki: Paul, how many people do you know who have killed not once but twice? What kind of horrible creature am I?


Jill: This had better work, Jack.

Jill: Yes. I'd like to speak to Mr. Hampton, please. It's Jill Abbott calling. I'm sure he'll take my call.

Elliot: What can I do for you, Ms. Abbott? I've already given you all the documents I have.

Jill: I'm sure you have, Mr. Hampton. As a matter of fact, that's why I'm calling you, because I've had a chance to review some of them.

Elliot: And?

Jill: And frankly, I'm ready to put this animosity behind us, because I don't want to turn Chancellor Industries into a battlefield.

Elliot: Neither do I, Ms. Abbott.

Jill: Good, good, and please call me Jill.

Elliot: I thought you wanted to keep things strictly professional.

Jill: Well, I think maybe I've been a little bit too uptight about this.

Elliot: Well, my invitation to discuss any concerns you may have still stands. Would you like to do it over dinner?

Jill: I would like that very much. Um, how about tonight?

Elliot: Good. I'll get back to you with the time and place.

Jill: All right, then, Elliot. Until tonight.


Lauren: Break up? Meaning what, exactly? I don't get dessert?

Michael: You're right. You're right, of course. I mean, since we're only friends and we're not officially dating, look, okay, how does this sound? We'll both step back. Acquaintances. Is that okay? First-name basis, unless that's too painful for you.

Lauren: Oh, you're really having a ball with this, aren't you?

Michael: Lauren, I can accept the fact that your heart belongs to another. I'll accept that. Although what you women see in him, I'll never know. I'll accept it.

Lauren: How long you got?

Michael: (Scoffs) you better not let Kevin hear you say that.

Lauren: We shouldn't be joking about him, Michael.

Michael: No. No, we shouldn’t. And you're right. It would be wise if, uh, we saw less of each other, because if the little neurotic knew that I was feeling the way I'm feeling, it wouldn't be good.

Lauren: And how are you feeling?

Michael: Maybe now is not the time.

Lauren: Oh, chicken. Bock-bock-bock-bock!

Michael: No, no, no, no. Okay, look, let me rephrase that. Ladies first.

Lauren: (Chuckles) you wanna know how I feel about you?

Michael: I don't know. Do I?


Neil: I'm not sure I believe this. Are you sure it was Kevin Fisher?

Devon: Yes, I'm sure it was him.

Dru: Devon, do you realize that if you hadn't have been there, anything could have happened to Lily? She could've died.

Sierra: Like I said, if Kevin hadn't seen them get into the elevator together and he hadn't thought there was something not quite right about it...

Dru: I just can't seem to wrap my mind around this, Neil. I'm supposed to thank Kevin Fisher after everything he's done to our family? I'm supposed to be grateful to him? I hate him. I wanna kill him. I can't thank him. I just won't do it.

Neil: Oh, come on, Dru.

Dru: I will not. No.

Devon: Hey, there he is.

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

Michael: Why are you still here?!

Gloria: Hello, Michael.

Nikki: As far as I'm concerned, you've done precious little to get yourself out of the doghouse.

Bobby: I didn't even know I was in the doghouse.

Nikki: Well, you wouldn't be if you had bothered to keep in touch with me.

Neil: I'm not gonna rest

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