Friday Y&R Transcript 9/10/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 9/10/04--Canada; Monday 9/13/04--U.S.A.

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Michael: So you're telling me that you've been crisscrossing the city looking for Kevin.

Hank: I just want to talk to him, counselor.

Kevin: What about?

Hank: Do you have time to talk to me now?

Kevin: Sure. Time is not a problem.

Hank: Is there an empty office we can use, Mr. Baldwin?

Michael: Sure. Sure. Use this one. Mind if I sit in?

Hank: Officially? Are you representing Mr. Fisher?

Michael: Is there a reason, Detective?


Brittany: I know you're working at another club now, but come on. This is Bobby we're talking about. He gave you your start, Maureen. You owe him. Well, could you at least think about it? No, I already called Brenda. No, I'm not mad at you. Look, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later, okay?

J.T.: It's about time you showed up.

Brittany: What's your problem?

J.T.: Have you looked at a clock lately, princess? You're about an hour late.

Brittany: For what?

J.T.: Um, hello. You know, I sat around here all afternoon. You said you wanted me to help you shop for your wedding.

Brittany: Oh, that's right.

J.T.: Yeah.

Brittany: I'm sorry, J.T. it completely slipped my mind.

J.T.: Where you been anyway?

Brittany: With Bobby.

J.T.: Why'd I even ask?

Brittany: He did the sweetest thing.

J.T.: Oh, I'm sure he did.

Brittany: No, really. We watched the New York Empires play Chicago.

J.T.: You went down to Chicago?

Brittany: No, he reserved the Founders room at the athletic club. And Gina brought in a big screen TV, and we had hot dogs. He even bought me this hat.

J.T.: What's so great about that? I watch baseball on TV all the time, princess. You think it's boring.

Brittany: It is boring, except when I watch it with Bobby. Oh, by the way, he didn't call, did he? Because I left a message on his cell phone saying I took a cab home.

J.T.: A cab? Don't tell me Marsino ditched you.

Brittany: He didn't ditch me. There's something he needed to take care of at the club. The grand reopening's tonight.


Nikki: I think we should have a few more bottles of Cabernet on hand just in case, and keep those in the red wine refrigerator at 58 degrees. Oh, I want to use those new cocktail napkins with the gold trim. They came in last week.

Angelo: All right, good. Anything else?

Nikki: Um, actually, yeah. I'm not crazy about how these tables are set up. I want to try something else.

Angelo: Mrs. Newman, I don't know.

Nikki: You don't know what?

Angelo: Look, you-- you're making all these changes. You're not running it by Bobby. You know, he's real particular about this stuff. He likes things just so.

Nikki: You let me worry about Bobby.

Angelo: Okay, but it's your funeral.

Bobby: Ange, let the lady do what she wants. She knows her stuff.

Angelo: Hey, Bobby. Oh, lookit, uh, you got the vendor waiting out back.

Bobby: Tell him I'll be there in a second.

Angelo: All right.

Nikki: Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence.

Bobby: Well, I'm surprised to see you here.

Nikki: Well, I don't know why. We're opening our doors for business in a few hours, or had you forgotten?

Bobby: No, I thought everything was ready to go.

Nikki: Well, I don't know why you thought that. You said you wanted this place to be classy and respectable. That takes a lot of work.

Bobby: Yeah, looks like you made a few changes around here.

Nikki: Please, don't give me any grief about it.

Bobby: I'm not. The place looks unbelievable, except I'm not so sure about these tables.

Nikki: You know, you're right. I'll take care of that.

Bobby: I want to thank you for grabbing the bull by the horns.

Nikki: You're welcome. Are you okay?

Bobby: Yeah, I'm fine.

Nikki: No, you're not. You're worried about tonight.

Bobby: Look, I gotta go see this vendor.

Nikki: Bobby.

Bobby: I'll be back in a second.


Arthur: I mean, seriously, Esther, if I can't marry this woman soon, I'm going to-- well, I don't know what I'm going to do, but believe me, you don't want to find out, so you'd better get busy.

Esther: I have been busy.

Arthur: Oh, good, good. So when's the big day? Tomorrow? Today? Oh, I know. How about yesterday?

Kay: Oh, Arthur, you're in such a jovial mood.

Arthur: Well, of course, of course I am. I go to look for a new tux for my wedding on a gorgeous day, and returning to this beautiful home, I ran into my lovely daughter on the way out. And then I walk inside, and here, here's the love of my life, my bride to be, and her trusty friend. All's right in the world if you ask me. I really couldn't ask for more, except, except I do want to be married soon, very soon.

Kay: Uh, well, she is working on it.

Arthur: Good. Good. Thank you, Esther. Well?

Esther: What?

Arthur: Aren't there arrangements to be made? Now no offense, Esther, but I need some time alone with my sweetheart.

Esther: No, I am not going anywhere.


Neil: Okay, do you have all the phone numbers you need now? Yes, I know that you left with a lot on your mind, honey. I understand. All right, well, listen, you take good care and travel safely. I love you. Okay, bye.

Lily: Hey, Dad, do you have a minute?

Neil: Lily, what are you doing here? I thought you were at home with Devon.

Lily: Yeah, I was, and then this letter came in the mail. Dad, tell me it's a mistake. Tell me there was a mix-up at child services and Devon doesn't have to leave.

Neil: Here you go, Lester.


Sharon: My customer said that her espresso is too hot.

Nick: You can take that to the complaint department.

Sharon: You're it.

Nick: Well, no wonder Trevor went home with a headache.

Sharon: So you're working late, huh?

Nick: Well, there's no one else to close up.

Sharon: I can stay and help. Lisa's watching the kids

Nick: No, babe, you been here all day. Why don't you take off?

Sharon: Okay. I'll see you at home then.

Nick: Hey, you okay?

Sharon: Oh, other than my feet are killing me, you mean?

Nick: Well, you seem a little down.

Sharon: It's nothing, honey.

Nick: Tell me.

Sharon: I'm afraid if I do, you'll think I'm ready for the psych ward.


Arthur: I'm sorry, Esther. I didn't mean to order you around. Please stay if you'd like.

Kay: See? It's all right.

Esther: No, Mrs. C., I really shouldn't leave.

Kay: Esther, you don't have to leave, for heaven's sakes. Now listen to me. I'm sure you can make phone calls, press your uniform. You can handle a lot of things in your room.

Esther: But his stepson said he wanted to kill you for your money.

Kay: Esther! Esther, we have no reason to believe that what this Mr. Bartlett said was the truth, and besides, I guarantee you that no one is going to kill me while you're making phone calls. And I don't mean to the police. Do you und-- (whispers) do you understand me?

Esther: If you need me, scream.

Kay: (Normal voice) yeah, I will. I will. I will. I will. Well...

Arthur: What was that all about?

Kay: Oh, you know Esther. She's high-strung.

Arthur: Uh-huh. She was acting as if you were in some kind of danger.

Kay: No, what a ridiculous idea, for heaven's sakes.

Arthur: And even if you were, you know I'd protect you, Katherine. You do know that, don't you, my love?


Michael: I notice you're not answering my question. Is there any reason my brother should need legal counsel?

Kevin: It's okay, Mikey. I'm one of the good guys, remember? My brother doesn't think I can do anything by myself. I'm okay. I can handle it.

Michael: All right. I'll be right down the hall if you need me.

Kevin: Okay.

Kevin: What do you want to know? Ask away.

Hank: Why were you at the Rec Center that day?

Kevin: Lots of people were there. It was an open house.

Hank: Did you happen to speak to either Miss Winters or the suspect at any point?

Kevin: No, no, I just, uh, I just saw them talking. I noticed Lily talking to that guy out of the corner of my eye.

Hank: What made you notice him?

Kevin: I don't know.

Hank: Where were Miss Winters' other friends?

Kevin: Um, I wasn't paying that close attention actually.

Hank: So you were focused on Miss Winters?

Kevin: Focused? No, I wouldn't say "focused." I noticed her talking to that guy, is all.

Hank: Were they there with anyone else?

Kevin: No, no, just the two of them. He was really into her, really, you know, chatting her up.

Hank: How did she look to you? Was Miss Winters enjoying the attention?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, I guess. They were both smiling, so...

Hank: Did you see anything unusual?

Kevin: No, not at first.

Hank: Had you seen the suspect before?

Kevin: No, never.

Hank: You're certain about that?


J.T.: So tonight's the big night, huh? How you holding up?

Brittany: I'm fine. What?

J.T.: Don't tell me this doesn't bother you.

Brittany: Look, I've told you a thousand times why Bobby's doing this.

J.T.: Right, right. He needs some quick cash.

Brittany: Once he has a little saved up, it's good-bye, dancers.

J.T.: You realize what's gonna happen, right? Tonight's gonna be a huge hit. Bobby's gonna make a ton of money, and next thing you know, he's gonna be like, "why the hell should I give this up?" And there goes your precious cabaret.

Brittany: Maybe not.

J.T.: Why, Bobby doesn't like making money?

Brittany: No, I meant maybe tonight won't go smoothly.

J.T.: Right, because nobody likes seeing a hot naked woman.

Brittany: I found out Bobby had to hire all-new dancers.

J.T.: So?

Brittany: So what if they're not any good? There's a lot riding on this. What if these girls get up onstage and they can't hack it?

J.T.: How hard can it be?

Brittany: Try very. They have to do a lot more then just take off their clothes. They have to know how to perform. That means knowing how to put on a good show, working the audience. It's not as easy as it looks.

J.T.: Well, maybe you should go down there and teach 'em a thing or two, princess.


Nikki: Hey, Bobby Marsino, I've got a question.

Bobby: Go ahead, shoot.

Nikki: Are we a team or not?

Bobby: Of course we are.

Nikki: Then why won't you tell me what's bothering you? And don't give me any macho pride. I get enough of that at home.

Bobby: You're right. I got a bad feeling about tonight.

Nikki: Why?

Bobby: I told you. I had to hire some new dancers, and at the time, I thought that they had what it takes, but now that I think about it, I don't think they can handle it.

Nikki: Why do you say that?

Bobby: They're not very experienced. Most of them have never worked in a club like this. And the ones that have, they got nothing to show for it.

Nikki: Well, they must have been all right in the auditions.

Bobby: Well, they weren't terrible, but, Nikki, you know what it's like. Dancing in front of two people is a lot different than being up there with the music, the lights and this place full of people.

Nikki: Well, there's nothing we can do about it now. Don't worry. We'll see how tonight goes. If you need to replace a few dancers, then you do that. It's that simple.

Bobby: No, it's not that simple. I got a lot of regulars coming tonight. If they figure out I got amateurs working here, I'm sunk.


Lily: So it was a screw-up, a mistake, right?

Neil: No. It's not a mistake. Devon's time with us is coming to an end, Lily.

Lily: Why?

Neil: Why? Because it was only supposed to be temporary. Now you knew that Devon was gonna be leaving us and going to a group home right here in Genoa City at some point.

Lily: Yeah, but he has come so far. He's like part of our family now.

Neil: Well, that doesn't change what has to happen. Devon knew he was going to be leaving sooner or later.

Lily: Maybe in the beginning he did, but not now, not the way that Mom's been acting. I mean, what, do you not like him or something?

Neil: Of course I like him. I like him a lot. Lily, that's not the point.

Lily: Well, then tell me what the point is, Dad, because I don't see how you can invite someone into our home and then do this.

Neil: Okay, let's get this straight. I didn't invite Devon into our home. Child services placed him.

Lily: With us. Because we wanted him, right?

Neil: Because at the time, he had nowhere else to go. Please try to understand that Devon cannot stay with us indefinitely. We have you to take care of.

Lily: Me?

Neil: Yes, you. You've been going through a very rough time lately.

Lily: Yeah, but I'm okay now.

Neil: Maybe on the surface you're okay, but we need to focus all of our attention on you.

Lily: So because of me Devon has to leave? That's stupid.

Neil: Why do you think it's stupid that we make you our number one priority?

Lily: I donít. It's just maybe Devon needs you more than I do.

Neil: You don't understand this right now. You will when you're older, but I am doing what is best for this family.

Lily: Since when is doing what's best turning your back on someone that needs you? Don't you realize how hurt he's going to be?

Neil: Yes, I do realize that. That's why we have to deal with this situation as carefully and delicately as possible. Lily, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to find out like this.

Lily: Look, just forget about me, okay? What about Devon? How are you gonna tell him?

Neil: Well, when your mother comes home from her trip, we'll sit down, and we will tell him together.

Lily: So I'm supposed to keep this quiet until then?

Neil: That's exactly what you're supposed to do, Lily. I don't want you to say a word. Your mother's the one who started this whole thing. I think it's only fitting that she be the one to break the news to him.

Lily: That's ridiculous.

Neil: Lily, if you really care about Devon, you won't lay this on him yourself. You'll wait until we're ready to soften the blow. You hear me?

Lily: Whatever, Dad.


Nick: Babe, we said no more secrets from each other, remember? So if there's something wrong, then I want to know what it is.

Sharon: It's just so silly. You'd think after everything we've been through that I would relish a little boredom.

Nick: Look at what you've been through. You were stalked by a madman. You were charged with murder, kidnapped and then forced to jump out of an airplane. I would guess that life seems pretty dull after all that.

Sharon: Mm-hmm. You're making fun of me, aren't you?

Nick: No, I'm just obviously married to one of those adrenaline junkies.

Sharon: I knew you'd think I was nuts.

Nick: It's not me you're tired of, is it?

Sharon: No, no. Nick, don't even go there. You're the best thing that ever happened to me, you and the kids.

Nick: Well, maybe you're spending too much time at the coffeehouse. I can hire more help.

Sharon: No, it's not the coffeehouse. I like running it with you.

Nick: I like it, too. We get to spend all that extra time together.

Sharon: Yeah, but you have your own stuff, too. You know, you work at the Rec Center with Victor.

Nick: Well, come and work there with us. There's so much to do.

Sharon: I don't know. I wish I had something of my own. You know, something challenging, something that I felt really passionate about.

Nick: You talking about a job?

Sharon: I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm just thinking out loud.

Nick: Well, I'm sure there's a million charities that would love to have you. Just ask my mom. She'll hook you up.

Sharon: You know, I think part of it is the kids. They're back in school now, and they're growing up.

Nick: Noah just started grammar school. I think you got a long time to go before you face empty nest syndrome.

Sharon: Maybe I sound spoiled, huh? I mean, so many women have to work to support their families, and I'm sure any one of them would trade places with me in a heartbeat.

Nick: Yeah, but you know, if you're not happy--

Sharon: I'm not saying that I'm not happy. Nick, I love you. I love us. I feel like an ingrate even complaining at all.

Nick: You're not complaining. I asked, remember? And if there's sometimes wrong, then let's just fix it. Whatever you decide to do, I'll support it 100%.

Sharon: Nick, I don't deserve you, you know? I really donít.

Sharon: Okay. I will see you at home, lover.

Nick: All right.


Hank: Maybe you seen the suspect somewhere else. Crimson lights?

Kevin: No. No, he didn't look familiar at all. I even asked some people who that dude was with Lily, but they didn't know, either.

Hank: So you didn't know him personally?

Kevin: I just said that, didn't I?

Hank: The suspect?

Kevin: Alex.

Hank: Alex, Alex.

Kevin: Yes.

Hank: So you do know his name.

Kevin: I heard somebody say his name afterwards-- one of Lily's friends probably.

Hank: And what tipped you off that something was wrong between Miss Winters and the suspect?

Kevin: Uh, well, I saw them leave together, and she was leaning on his arm.

Hank: Leaning how?

Kevin: Like--like she was drunk or something. It didn't look right.

Hank: What did you do?

Kevin: Well, uh... well, I wasn't sure at first, so I mentioned it to her friends, and they said that Lily wouldn't just leave with some guy, so, you know, that's when it clicked. I knew that she was in trouble. So we go outside and look for her. We couldn't find her. We come back in, and that's when I figured out that she was trapped in the elevator with Alex. So I pulled the doors open and I, um... well, let's just say it's good that I got there when I did.

Hank: Witnesses say you fought him.

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, but he got away. I wish I would have nailed the guy, but look, the important thing is that Lily is okay.

Hank: You're very calm about it all.

Kevin: So?

Hank: So a little out of character for you, Mr. Fisher.

Kevin: No, Detective, this is me. This is who I am when I'm not being accused of something that I didn't do.

Hank: Thank you, Mr. Fisher. That should do it for now.

Kevin: Sure. Okay. If there's anything else I can do for ya...

Hank: I'll be in touch.

Kevin: Okay.


Arthur: Well, I hope Esther realizes I wasn't kidding.

Kay: About the wedding-- you want to be married soon.

Arthur: Well, of course. Don't you?

Kay: Well, I'm in no particular rush.

Arthur: After all these years, Katherine, being married to other people, when from the very beginning, we should have been together. Do you know it feels to me as if the whole universe will suddenly make sense once you and I are united.

Kay: Oh, Arthur. You say the sweetest things.

Arthur: Only to you.

Kay: Were you happy when you were married to your first wife?

Arthur: Oh, please, please. Let's not talk about the past.

Kay: We, yes, but you just were talking about--

Arthur: That was our past. It's different.

Kay: All right. All right, darling. We won't talk about it.

Arthur: Thank you. Sweetheart, there is something I need to ask you.

Kay: Please, ask.

Arthur: All right. Well, it's awkward, and I'm embarrassed.

Kay: Oh, stop.

Arthur: It's--it's--it's to do with money.

Kay: Money?

Arthur: Yes.

Kay: What's the problem?

Arthur: Well, it's an old medical bill I was disputing. It's complicated-- to do with my former health insurers. Now you see, I thought I wasn't going to have to pay it, but it's been arbitrated, and, well, I just don't have that kind of cash on hand. Oh, I can get it eventually, but you see, I just feel that I'd like it to be settled immediately.

Kay: Please, please, that's fine. That's fine. I mean, that's no problem. You must know what is mine is yours. You do know that, don't you?


Nikki: Bobby, I hardly think you'll be sunk if tonight doesn't go well.

Bobby: No disrespect, Nikki, but the business has changed a lot since you been in it. It's tougher. There's more competition. And I got a lot of regulars coming tonight, and if lose them, I'm sunk.

Nikki: Calm down. I think you're overreacting.

Bobby: You can afford to think that way. You're married to the richest man in town, and you got your job at Jabot, but everything I have is invested in this club. If I lose it, what am I gonna do, flip burgers for a living? I'm getting married soon to a girl who enjoys the finer things in life. Now what kind of man am I gonna be if I can't provide for her?

Nikki: I know how much this club means to you, but worrying yourself sick isn't gonna do anybody any good. Now you just have to take it one step at a time. We'll see how tonight goes. You can manage that, can't you?

Bobby: I don't have much of a choice, do I?

Nikki: Good. I have to go home and change.

Bobby: Wait a minute. Now that we have a second, how are things with you?

Nikki: Bobby, trust me. You don't want to know the answer to that.

Bobby: Is it that bad?

Nikki: I've been dealing with a personal matter. It's not easy.

Bobby: Well, can I help?

Nikki: Thanks, but I don't think you can.

Bobby: Have you talked to anybody about this yet?

Nikki: A few people. Victor was surprisingly supportive.

Bobby: Really? That's good to hear, 'cause I know there are some things that you don't feel comfortable discussing with him.

Nikki: Yeah, like my involvement with this club. Some things are better left unsaid, for both our sakes. I will see you very soon.


Neil: Hey, Devon, what's going on?

Devon: Oh, not too much.

Neil: Where's Lily? Is she around?

Devon: Um... you know, I don't know where she is. She took off from here a little while ago. Is everything okay? She's not in any trouble, is she?

Neil: Oh, everything's just fine. Um... I just wanted to know where she was, that's all.

Devon: She might be down at the coffee place. You want me to go down, see if I can find her?

Neil: No. No, that's okay. Um... I'm sure she'll be back soon.

Devon: Good, 'cause I was kinda really startin' to get into this.

Neil: Get into what?

Devon: My, uh... project for school-- this history report.

Neil: You've been working on it this whole time?

Devon: Yeah, I have I know it's hard to believe, huh? I never thought I'd be saying this, but I--I really want to do a good job on it. You know, to make you guys proud of having me here-- taking me in.

Neil: Uh... Devon. I want you to always remember that, no matter what, you always have the ability to do well, my man-- to make people proud of you.

Devon: Yeah, maybe, but, I mean, no one's ever told me that they were proud of me before, you know? I guess you can't put it all on them. I was a pretty big handful.

Neil: Well, you changed all that around now.

Devon: It was Mrs. Winters. She's got me thinking real big for myself-- like I want to make something of my life, you know? I mean, not that I even know what I want to do yet, but I think getting a few good grades and--and, uh, reading those pile of books that she's got set aside for me would be a good start. I know it would make her happy.

Neil: Yeah, make her very happy.

Devon: You positive that everything's all right?

Neil: Yeah, everything's fine. Why do you ask?

Devon: Well, just 'cause I'm sittin' here talking about reading and doing something with my life and you're just standing, all quiet.

Neil: Well, you know, it's, uh... (sighs) it's been a long day.

Devon: Oh, man... here it comes.

Neil: Here comes what?

Devon: You know what, Neil? I have seen that exact look on people's faces a hundred times before. It's the "Devon, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but you can't stay here anymore" look. Right? You guys are kicking me out, aren't you?


Neil: Look, uh, Devon, the thing is--

Devon: Just tell me like it is, okay? I've been kicked out of a lot of places in my life before.

Neil: We're not kicking you out.

Devon: But I'm not gonna be able to stay here anymore, am I?

Neil: No, son, you're not.

Devon: I'm not your son.

Neil: You're going to be staying at a group home here in Genoa City.

Devon: So I did all-- all this I've done for nothing.

Neil: No, you didn't do it for nothing. You did it for yourself.

Devon: For myself? What do you think, I used to sit around reading and studying like this before?

Neil: The important thing is that you continue to read and study.

Devon: Man!

Neil: Hey, listen, I'm sorry. I really am. I mean, I didn't want you to find out this way.

Devon: Oh, like that makes it a whole lot better, right?

Neil: Well, if it makes you feel any better, this was the toughest decision that I've ever made in my life.

Devon: You know what? Don't even start, okay? Don't even start. It's just the same old, same old stuff, and I have heard it all before, okay? So please, don't even bother. (Stammers) I should have seen this coming, that's all.

Neil: Hey, look, you know-- the bottom line here, Devon--

Devon: Hey, you know what? Just forget it. Forget it. I'm not even upset, okay? Not at you, anyway. I let myself believe this. And now...

Neil: If it makes any difference, um... you have a couple of days before drucilla gets back. We were--we were really gonna tell you then.

Devon: Oh, well, gee, thanks.

Neil: Well, uh... listen, I--I-- I've got to run to the store. We've run out of everything since drucilla left.

Devon: Well, you can take off what I put on the list.

Neil: While you're a guest in this house, you'll get what you ask for, okay?


Nick: I'll be with you in one sec.

Man: Take your time, Newman. You always were kind of slow.

Nick: Chad Rollins. Wow!

Chad: How's it goin', nick?

Nick: What's it been, like, 2, 3 years?

Chad: Oh, at least. At least. How are you?

Nick: Good. I heard you became a stockbroker after you graduated from state.

Chad: Yep. Yeah. Yeah. Uh... never figured you working a counter job in a coffeehouse, though.

Nick: Yeah, I own the place, smart guy. I got another one up in Milwaukee.

Chad: I thought you were working for the old man.

Nick: Nah, it's a long story. But it's good to see you. That's, uh, that's a hell of a suit.

Chad: I have all my suits handmade in Hong Kong.

Nick: Hong Kong. It's pretty slick. You must be doing well.

Chad: Yeah, I get by.

Nick: So you gonna watch the game next week?

Chad: Oh, you bet. State's gonna cream G.C.U.

Nick: Oh, that's funny.

Chad: Yeah, you want to put your money where your mouth is, pal?

Nick: Meaning what?

Chad: Uh... I'll take state-- give you 6 points.

Nick: 50 bucks?

Chad: Come on, Newman. Don't be cheap. Let's make it 100.

Nick: Done and done.

Chad: Cool. So now we got that settled, you happen to know where a guy can get a decent cup of coffee in this town?

Nick: Yeah, sit down. Let me show you.


Michael: Ahh... this is a real red-letter day for you. We should celebrate.

Kevin: What do you mean?

Michael: Well, uh, you weren't carted off in handcuffs for once. Congratulations. So what did the good detective want to know?

Kevin: Why should I tell you? So you can put me down again?

Michael: I do have some expertise in this field. If there is anything you haven't told me, you might want to tell me--

Kevin: Weber wanted my side of the story, okay? He's trying to find the guy that did this to Lily, and that's all, all right?

Michael: Well, for your sake, I certainly hope that's all.


Arthur: Thank you, Katherine. I'll pay you back as soon as the funds are transferred--

Kay: There's no need, Arthur.

Arthur: But it's a lot of money.

Kay: I don't care. I will pay it happily.

Arthur: No, Katherine. No, no. I can't let you do that.

Kay: Well, why on earth not?

Arthur: It just doesn't feel right. It's my responsibility. There's no reason you should be paying it. Now what can I say? It's the principle.

Kay: Oh, stop, for heaven's sakes, and don't go on like that. I mean, it's only money. I mean, you don't have to kill me to--

Arthur: What did you say?

Kay: I meant, you don't have to tell me that--that you're a man of principle. Darling, I know that. I--I don't like to argue about finances, especially with the man that I'm going to marry. There's plenty of money for all of us, for anything we would ever need. Arthur, can't we just leave it like that?

Arthur: Of course. I didn't mean to upset you.

Kay: Well, I wasnít. No, not really.

Arthur: Then prove it, hmm? Now come on, hmm? You can give me a better smile than that, can't you?

Kay: (Laughs nervously)

Arthur: Now... that's better. That's much better.

Kay: Arthur, Arthur. Arthur, Arthur.


Sharon: Nikki? Victor? Anyone home? Miguel?

Nikki: Victor's at the Rec Center, and Miguel is grocery shopping.

Sharon: Oh... well, Miguel was just gonna leave me his recipe for lasagna. I was thinking of making it one day this week.

Nikki: Oh, yes, he left it on the kitchen counter.

Sharon: You look like you're on your way out.

Nikki: I am. Actually, I'm glad I caught you.

Sharon: Really? Oh, if it's about Victor and his lack of attention--

Nikki: Uh, no, actually-- you already made that very clear that you weren't interested in speaking to him on my behalf.

Sharon: Well, as a matter of fact, Nikki, I did talk to Victor.

Nikki: Oh, really? Surprised you bothered.

Sharon: Things aren't any better between you two?

Nikki: Yes, they are. You know, we've talked, and he's being very accommodating.

Sharon: Oh, so you don't need my help anymore.

Nikki: That's right. You can just go on about your life and forget all about me.

Sharon: Um... was there something that you wanted to talk to me about?

Nikki: Sharon, never mind. I--I don't have time, anyway. I have to go.

Sharon: Dressed like that? Where the hell are you going?

Nikki: I'm going out.

Sharon: And which downtown corner might you be working on?

Nikki: Don't worry, not yours. I'll have you know that this is a very expensive designer dress.

Sharon: Well, it--it certainly shows off... your assets.

Nikki: Well, thank you. Does that bother you?

Sharon: Me? No. You know my motto-- "if you got it, flaunt it."

Nikki: Absolutely, I do. Those bikinis you wear out at the pool make this look like a muumuu. But you know, do me a favor and just don't mention to Nicholas or Victor what I'm wearing, because you know how prudish they can be.

Sharon: Okay, my lips are zipped.

Nikki: Thanks. Bye.


Lily: So you know.

Devon: That I'm leaving?

Lily: Devon, I'm--I'm sorry.

Devon: Why, okay? I didn't let your old man apologize, and I'm not gonna let you. I bet you knew the whole time.

Lily: No, I just found out today, when I checked the mail.

Devon: You know, you coulda told me, Lily.

Lily: I didn't want to believe it. I never thought my parents would turn their backs on you. But I guess I was wrong. They just used you to feel good about themselves. (Sighs) Devon, I-I'm sorry.

Devon: You know, don't be, okay? 'Cause I'm not gonna let them send me to another group home.

Lily: Wait. Where are you going?

Devon: Where does it look like I'm going?

Lily: Wait, are you running away?

Devon: I'll hide out till I'm 18.

Lily: No, Devon, you can't!

Devon: No, listen, I told you, no more group homes.

Lily: Wait, no. Devon, stop! I'm coming with you.


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

Jill: When you decide to speed things up, you don't fool around, do you?

Elliot: Fooling around is my favorite thing in the world.

Kevin: Oh, my God, you guys are running away, aren't you?

Ashley: You seem to change your opinion quite frequently, don't you?

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