Tuesday Y&R Transcript 9/14/04

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 9/14/04--Canada; Wednesday 9/15/04--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

 (Cell phone rings) (Ring)

Brittany: You're up early.

J.T.: I'm calling to see how the big reopening went last night.

Brittany: It was great. It was a big turnout.

J.T.: (Chuckles) Bobby must've been relieved.

Brittany: We both are.

J.T.: So, uh, how are the new girls? Were they okay? I know you were worried.

Brittany: Well, they weren't anything to write home about.

J.T.: Of course not, compared to you. So how'd it feel, watching them up on stage? Must have been a little strange, huh?

Brittany: Not really. Uh, look, J.T., I have to go.

J.T.: You all right? You don't sound like yourself.

Brittany: I'm fine. I'll see you later. Bye.

Bobby: You're not gonna believe these receipts. I mean, we did good last night. I'm talking really good. And it was all because of you. Come here.


Nikki: (Thinking) we have some real talent lined up for you this evening. Our next performer is going to be out shortly, and I think you'll be very pleased. My name is Nicole, and I've had a wonderful time meeting you all tonight. Anyone here named Marilyn?

(Children speaking indistinctly)

Young Nikki: (Screams)

(Gunshot) (Door opens) (Door closes)

Victor: You all right?

Nikki: Yeah, I'm fine.

Victor: You don't seem to be fine, darling. You... didn't sleep at all last night, did you?

Nikki: I had nothing but nightmares. I can't tell you how many times I heard that gun go off in my head. Even now, wide awake, that's all I can think about, how I killed that sweet child.


Neil: Are you sure about that? Okay, listen, if you hear anything-- I'm talking anything at all-- I want you to pick up the phone and call me immediately, all right? Yeah, thanks. Bye. Okay, um, damn it! That's it. I've run out of people to call.

Olivia: Well, look, it just means she hasn't contacted anyone yet.

Neil: I was hoping maybe she'd call Colleen in New York or maybe even Wes in Paris, but absolutely nothing.

Olivia: Neil, look, I'm sure she's fine. I mean, she's with Devon.

Neil: With Devon, huh? That's supposed to make me feel better? I mean, that--that kid is the reason she ran away in the first place. If it weren't for Devon, she'd be right here.

Olivia: Well, he's got street smarts, okay? He's gonna take care of her.

Neil: I told Drucilla that bringing that kid into our home was a mistake. And now we're--we're suffering the consequences.

Olivia: Okay, speaking of Dru, I think we should phone her.

Neil: No. Absolutely not. I don't want to alarm her prematurely. She was so worried about Lily in the hospital. I hate to think what it would do to her if she comes home and finds our daughter missing, Liv. (Doorbell rings)

Neil: Detective Weber, have you found anything at all? Did you find Lily?


(Doorbell rings)

Damon: Diane. Hey, what's up?

Diane: Last time we talked, you told me I owed you a cup of coffee.

Damon: I must have forgotten.

Diane: Well, that's not very flattering.

Damon: Uh, I've had-- I've had a lot on my mind.

Diane: And now that Phyllis has moved out, I'm hoping that includes me.

Damon: Um... no, not--not really.

Diane: Brr. It's a little chilly in here for me.

Damon: Oh, look, I'm sorry. I'm... it's been a difficult morning.

Diane: Well, Phyllis can do that to you. I should know.

Damon: No, no, it's not about Phyllis.

Diane: What, then?

Damon: Uh, her son, for one thing. Um, we're a little worried about him, feelin' like there might be some difficult times ahead.

Diane: Is there anything I can do to help?

Damon: No. No, Diane, I don't believe there is.


Phyllis: How's your breakfast? (Clears throat)

Daniel: It's good.

Phyllis: Good. Do you have enough money for two taxi rides?

Daniel: You wanna give me more, just in case?

Phyllis: Just in case you don't go home?

Jack: Well, if it isn't my favorite redhead. And I'll bet this handsome lad here is Daniel.

Phyllis: Yes, you'd win that bet. Daniel, Jack. Jack--Jack, Daniel.

Daniel: Your husband?

Jack: Uh, her ex-husband. I gotta say, he's got his mother's looks. I'll bet you just got a gaggle of girls chasing after you.

Daniel: (Laughs) not really.

Phyllis: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Watch it. He's gonna be after your bacon next.

Jack: She knows me too well. You better hide the bacon.

Phyllis: Do you want to join us?

Jack: Well, yeah, I can join you for a minute.

Phyllis: Oh, good. Sit.

Jack: I am very glad to have a chance to meet you, Daniel.

Daniel: Really? Why is that?

Jack: Well, you're Phyllis' son, and Phyllis is a pretty remarkable woman. (Cell phone rings) (Ring)

Phyllis: Thank you. Is that you?

Jack: Oh, yeah, it is me. Sorry. I gotta deal with this. Forgive me. Hello.

Phyllis: He's nice, isn't he?

Daniel: Yeah. He seems a lot nicer than, uh, Mr. Personality.

Jack: That's fine. Thanks. I'll talk to you. Well, my meeting just got canceled. Can I join you two for breakfast?

Daniel: Yeah, sure. Is--is that okay?

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah sit. Sit down, please.

Jack: Okay. So, Daniel, has your mother ever told you about the, uh, room service breakfast we shared in New York?

Phyllis: Hey! No, he isnít...

Daniel: No, no, she hasnít.

Jack: He hasn't heard that?

Phyllis: He doesn't know anything about that.

Jack: Oh, I think he ought to hear it.


Hank: Well, officers have searched everywhere, Mr. Winters-- shelters, movie theaters, bus stations. There's been no sign of your daughter. Ma'am.

Neil: This isn't good. Where could she be?

Olivia: I've checked all the hospitals.

Hank: It's much too soon to panic, folks. Most likely, they stayed overnight with friends.

Neil: I've already called every single person Lily knows.

Hank: I'm sure there's an explanation. Still, Mr. Winters, I, uh, I need to ask you a few questions.

Neil: Questions? I told the other police officers everything I know.

Hank: Sometimes what seems like an insignificant detail could be the key to solving a missing person's case.

Neil: Fine, if it'll help find Lily.

Hank: Tell me about your daughter's friends.

Olivia: Well, as he said, he's called her friends. They haven't heard from her.

Hank: Has she had further contact with the boy who drugged her?

Neil: No, absolutely no we don't even know who that kid is.

Hank: Has she seemed unusually traumatized since the incident?

Neil: Detective, as I told your men last night, Devon Hamilton-- who's a foster child-- has been living with us, convinced my daughter to run away with him.

Hank: Why?

Neil: We had a talk yesterday. Lily found out that Devon would be moving out of our home into a group home.

Hank: Did you and the boy argue?

Neil: It was only supposed to be a temporary stay until other arrangements could be made. He knew that since day one.

Hank: Mr. Winters, that doesn't answer my question.

Neil: No, he wasn't happy about leaving.

Hank: Then he was upset?

Neil: Yes, he was upset.

Hank: Were he and your daughter close?

Neil: A little too close in my opinion.

Hank: So when you told the boy he had to leave, he...

Neil: Wait a minute, are you suggesting it's my fault that my own daughter ran away? (Doorbell rings)

Neil: Fisher, what the hell are you doing here?


Bobby: You know, I had a good feeling about last night, but these numbers-- do you know that we almost matched our best take ever? I owe you big-time.

Brittany: Well, it wasn't all because of me.

Bobby: Are you kidding me?

Brittany: Well, Nikki deserves some credit. She put a lot of work into this place.

Bobby: Yeah, you're right. This place never looked better. But you're the one that gave the customers what they came down here to see. You put on a heck of a show.

Brittany: Well, I thought some of the other girls were okay.

Bobby: Nope. I'm gettin' rid of all of 'em.

Brittany: You're firing them?

Bobby: Yeah. Come on, they just-- they just didn't cut it. Don't worry. They'll find work.

Brittany: But, Bobby...

Bobby: What's the matter?

Brittany: I just... I need to think about this.

Bobby: Wait a minute? What do you need to think about?

Brittany: Last night was one thing. A part of me really enjoyed performing. But going back up on stage every night? I don't think I can do it.

Bobby: Who's asking you to?

Brittany: Well, you are. Aren't you?

Bobby: You think I want you to get back on stage full-time?

Brittany: Well, yeah.

Bobby: No, think again. That's the last thing that I want.


Victor: Darling, this was an accident that happened a long time ago.

Nikki: It doesn't make it any easier to deal with.

Victor: But you're not dealing with it. You're allowing it to consume you.

Nikki: I know, I know I am, and I can't do that. I won't do it. I just have to come up with things to-- to occupy my time, to--to fill my life so I-I don't think about it all the time. And I have to--

Victor: You have to do what?

Nikki: I have to find Joshuaís brother.

Victor: Oh, sweetheart, you're not going back to that idea, for heaven's sake?

Nikki: Victor, I know that you don't like it, but I have to.

Victor: You have to get your own head and heart in order before you confront whatever this tragedy has done to someone else. I don't want you to continue wallowing in this pain and guilt. I wish there was something that I could do to help you.

Nikki: You can't change the past, Victor, not even you.

Victor: I gotta go to the Rec Center. You'll be all right by yourself?

Nikki: Yeah, I'll be fine.

Victor: Okay. Oh, by the way, where were you last night? When I came home, you weren't here.

Nikki: Did you try my cell phone?

Victor: Yeah, several times. Did you have it turned off? You must've. I was worried about you.

Nikki: Oh, Victor, please donít. I don't want you to worry about me. I will get over this. I will.

Victor: Stop worrying about this, okay?

We will get over it. I promise you.

Nikki: Okay.

Victor: I don't want you worrying about this. Don't lose sleep over it.

Nikki: I'll try. Thank you.


Kevin: Is Lily here?

Neil: No, she's not here. She ran away from home. What do you want?

Kevin: Oh, damn. I was afraid this was gonna happen.

Neil: Afraid what would... maybe you better come inside.

Kevin: Okay. (Door closes)

Hank: What did you mean by that, Fisher?

Kevin: I, uh, I saw Lily and Devon last night at the park. That's why I'm here.

Olivia: Why did you wait so long to tell someone?

Neil: Did you talk to her? Was she okay?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, Mr. Winters, she's fine.

Hank: Just tell us what she said, Fisher, every word.

Kevin: I didn't do anything wrong, Detective. If I had, do you think I'd be here?

Hank: I'm not accusing you of anything. I just want to know what happened.

Kevin: Okay. Well, um, I was taking a shortcut through the park when I saw Lily and Devon. And they seemed kind of upset, so I asked what was wrong. And, uh, well, they didn't want to tell me at first, but finally, they admitted that they'd run away.

Neil: I certainly hope you didn't encourage them.

Kevin: No, no, no, sir. I-I told them that, you know, no matter how big your problems are, running away only makes 'em worse and that I learned that the hard way.

Olivia: Well, obviously, they didn't listen.

Kevin: Well, I thought I was getting through to Lily. I told her, I said, with such a great home and-ndnd such great parents that she'd have to be crazy to run away, but, uh, but Devon was determined to take off.

Neil: (Sighs)

Olivia: Okay, well, it's not surprising that he wouldn't want to return to a life as ward of the state.

Kevin: I tried to convince your daughter to come home, Mr. Winters.

Neil: Thanks, Kevin. I appreciate that. Thank you for coming forward.

Hank: You did the right thing, Fisher.

Kevin: Okay. Well, um, if there's anything else you need, uh, just let me know.

Olivia: They didn't happen to tell you where they were going?

Kevin: No, no, ma'am.

Hank: We'll be in touch if necessary. Thanks for the help.

Kevin: Okay.

Neil: Well, how do you like that? Our first lead, and it comes from Kevin Fisher.

Hank: Yeah. The guy is turning into a real do-gooder.

Olivia: Okay, so what do we do now?

Hank: I'll check out the park.

Neil: I'll go with you.

Hank: No, no, no, no, no, you stay here in case your daughter calls. We'll be in touch, all right

Neil: Detective, find my daughter.


Jack: Meanwhile, your mother's laughing so hard, she's got orange juice coming out of her nose.

Phyllis: I did not! It wasn't coming out of my nose.

Jack: She had orange juice coming out of her nose.

Phyllis: It was not.

Daniel: You know what? I believe that.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah.

Jack: Oh, thank you very much.

Daniel: You know, I should, uh, probably--I should probably get going, guys. I need to finish up some homework before I go to school.

Jack: Well, listen, I'm sorry you have to leave, but it was great seeing you, and, uh, I hope I get to see you again soon.

Daniel: Me too. Thanks for breakfast, Mom.

Phyllis: You're welcome. Don't be late.

Phyllis: What?

Jack: Nothing, nothing. Just you're every bit the mother of a teenage son.

Phyllis: Oh, he's a handful.

Jack: I like him.

Phyllis: (Chuckles) he's a charmer.

Jack: Well, take it from old Jackie, there's nothing wrong with a little charm.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, right. Doesn't stop a bullet.

Jack: What does that mean? Is Daniel in some kind of trouble?


Sharon: Nikki, I'm surprised to see you here. Aren't you usually at work by now? Are you feeling all right?

Nikki: Sharon, what are you doing here?

Sharon: Nothing. I just came to get something out of the kitchen.

Nikki: That's it?

Sharon: Well, now that you mention it, I can't stop thinking about that sexy little number you were wearing last night. Why'd you want me to keep that a secret?

Nikki: Oh, Sharon, please.

Sharon: No, come on, Nikki, fess up. Where were you going that you didn't Nicholas and Victor to find out?

Nikki: Well, if you must know, I went to a cocktail party for jabot.

Sharon: Jabot? That's funny, because you don't normally dress that provocatively for, you know, a business function.

Nikki: My outfit was perfectly appropriate.

Sharon: Really? Because if you ask me, you looked like you were dressed for a, I don't know, a strip club. Or maybe I'm confusing you with your twin sister "Nicole"?


Brittany: I'm confused. You don't want me to keep dancing?

Bobby: Is that what you want?

Brittany: Well, no, but...

Bobby: Okay, then why are we having this conversation?

Brittany: But, Bobby--

Bobby: No, no, listen, you were great last night. You really brought the house down, and I love you for it. But as far as I'm concerned, that was a one-time deal.

Brittany: Okay.

Bobby: Why do you seem so surprised?

Brittany: Because I am.

Bobby: Do you want to be a legitimate singer?

Brittany: More than anything.

Bobby: Well, there you go. How can you do that if you keep taking your clothes off for money?

Brittany: What if you get into a jam like you did last night?

Bobby: Ah, don't worry. I got some moves up my sleeve. (Chuckles)

Brittany: What are you gonna do, get up there and do a striptease of your own?

Bobby: Oh, that'll shut us down in no time.

Brittany: Gee, I don't know. Iíd pay to see that.

Bobby: Really? You know, if you play your cards right, you just might get your own private show tonight.

Brittany: Ooh. I can't wait.

Bobby: I'll bet you canít.


Boy: You know, we don't have to rent a school bus or anything.

Girl: All 40 of us on an excursion taking a city bus?

Boy: Why not?

Victor: Well, James has a point.

Girl: But we have to stay right in the city that way.

James: I'm just talking about taking it one step at a time.

Victor: You write it up, all right?

Girl #2: Now can we talk about the sewing classes?

Boy #2: No, you can have that stuff, man.

James: No, thanks.

Victor: Now wait a minute. How many machines do you need?

Girl #2: We could do it with two.

Victor: Mm-hmm. See how many sign-ups you can get. I need to talk to someone. Put your proposal on paper, and you do the math, all right?

James: That sounds like school.

Victor: Well, you just do it. I'll talk to you later.

Paul: So making young executives out of them?

Victor: Somebody's gotta do it.

Paul: I guess so. You know J.T., don't you?

Victor: J.T., how are you doing?

J.T.: Mr. Newman.

Victor: Nice to see you. Uh, there's something we need to discuss in my office, okay?


Nikki: What are you talking about?

Sharon: Oh, come off it, Nikki. I know where you were last night. I followed you.

Nikki: You what? How dare you?

Sharon: What do you mean? It's a public place. I paid to get in just like everybody else. Though, I have to say, I was shocked, seeing you so, uh in your element.

Nikki: I did nothing wrong last night.

Sharon: No, I'm not saying that you did. But I wouldn't be surprised if you had a guilty conscience. I'm sure Victor has no idea how involved you are in this thing.

Nikki: Well, he doesn't need to. He has his own projects, and I have mine.

Sharon: Hmm. But you didn't even invite him to your big opening night.

Nikki: He's much too busy for things like that.

Sharon: Didn't you two meet in a strip club?

Nikki: Sharon, what are you getting at?

Sharon: Just that I hope last night wasn't your only performance, that's all. 'Cause I would hate for Victor and Nicholas to miss out on it. In fact, maybe next time I'll just bring 'em along with me. We can make it a family outing.


Diane: I hate to hear you sound so pessimistic. You know, Damon, I'm surprised that you're caught up in Phyllis' messy little family drama, especially since you're not living together anymore.

Damon: That wasn't my choice.

Diane: Still, I can think of lots of better ways to spend your time.

Damon: Really? Tell me, Diane, what could be more important than the relationship between a parent and a child?


Kevin: (Knocks on door) what's up, brother?

Daniel: Come on in.

Kevin: So what's going on? Why'd you call?

Daniel: I need you to do something.

Kevin: Your mom still have you under house arrest?

Daniel: Yeah, well, she took me to breakfast this morning. Big deal, huh?

Kevin: Oh, man. That's too bad. Just when I'm living large. Keys to the city, practically.

Daniel: Why, did something else happen?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, I just came from the winters' place. I told lily's dad that I saw her on the path to running away and that I tried to talk her out of it. So now I'm, like, a double hero to the guy. I tell you, man, when things are lookin' bad, I'm the go-to guy.

Daniel: Good, good, 'cause I've got some place for you to "go to" right now.

Kevin: Lay it on me.

Daniel: I just got a call, uh, from Alex.

Kevin: No, no, no. I told you, man, I don't want to hear about that guy anymore.

Daniel: Yeah, well, that's too bad. Because he says we owe him.

Kevin: No, no, you owe him, not me.

Daniel: What are you talking about? We made a deal.

Kevin: No, no, Daniel, you made a deal. I didn't know anything about it.

Daniel: You know what? Don't be a jerk. This hero thing, it isn't a free ride.

Kevin: So what did he want, this Alex?

Daniel: You need to go down to the Rec Center and distract whoever's in charge over there today.

Kevin: What? Why?

Daniel: You know why. Because his crew, they need a little space to conduct some business.

Kevin: I didn't sign up for any of this, Daniel.

Daniel: You know, you are the one running around like a big celebrity, and now it's time to pay the piper.

Kevin: Why me? I repeat, this is your problem. You deal with it.

Daniel: You know what? Don't be a wuss. When things happen, you just gotta react.

Kevin: Okay, wait, wait, so he and his friends are using the Rec Center to push drugs, and now we're their front men? Tha-that's beautiful.


Paul: So what's up?

Victor: Please have a seat, Paul, J.T. This search you're undertaking for Nikki, looking for the younger brother of the boy she accidentally shot, I don't think it'll turn out the way she imagines it will.

Paul: So you think there are other scenarios, negative ones?

Victor: Well, think of it, think of the reopening of old wounds, feelings of revenge, of vindictiveness.

Paul: Yeah, not to mention that you're wealthy and influential, and some people are predisposed to take advantage of that.

Victor: Exactly. Now I gather you haven't found that Mr. Cassen yet?

Paul: No, I havenít.

Victor: Keep looking for him, but when you do find him, don't tell Nikki about it.

Paul: Victor, uh, she's my client. I have to report to her.

Victor: I understand, Paul, but she will tell you herself that she first needs to deal with the guilt that she feels about this before she comes to grips with this.

Paul: All right, I'm still a little uncomfortable with--

Victor: Well, I think it is in Nikkiís best interests. And if she feels the need to unburden herself to this young man, then we know where he is.

J.T.: So you want us to look for the guy, but not disturb him?

Victor: You got it. If you need any help-- my jet, money, connections in Cleveland-- you let me know.

Paul: All right. Thanks a lot, Victor. I'll be in touch.

Victor: I'll follow you out.

Man: Who's that guy?

Man #2: Man, who cares? All I know is Alex said the place was cool. There are our customers. Come on.


Nikki: You're obviously trying to threaten me. I don't like that.

Sharon: Threaten you? Why would I do that? I'm a Newman myself, aren't I? Back in the family's good graces.

Nikki: Barely.

Sharon: You said yourself--

Nikki: Yeah, well, I may have to change that assessment.

Sharon: Well, I hope that you don't, "Nicole." Because I'd hate for victor to find out about last night's performance in the wrong way.

Nikki: Wh-wh-- I introduced one act.

Sharon: Yeah, good emceeing. Though I'll bet if just a few more people had left, that dress would've fallen right off you, too.

Nikki: That is totally ridiculous.

Sharon: Really? I wonder.

Nikki: You know, what I do at that club is my business. Victor is fully aware of my association with Bobby Marsino.

Sharon: And none to happy, I'll bet.

Nikki: That's why I asked you not to say anything.

Sharon: Nikki, come on. You can't just go on lying to your husband forever.

Nikki: Oh, boy. That's a good one coming from you.

Sharon: All right, brava. And touchť, Nikki. But if I were you, I'd start being a lot nicer to me starting now.

Nikki: Really? I held your hand through the most harrowing time of your life. Don't you forget that. You owe me.

Sharon: Nikki, I don't know what's going on with you, but something--

Nikki: No, you don't know what's going on with me. I'm doing what I have to do, and you stay out of it. Because I can be a very dangerous person. Very dangerous.


Brittany: So tell me about this plan of yours.

Bobby: Well, I got a phone call this morning. Actually, it was two calls.

Brittany: From who?

Bobby: Maureen and Brenda. Both of them are looking for their jobs back.

Brittany: No kidding. I called them yesterday, and they both said no.

Bobby: Well, word travels fast in this town. And the buzz is that Marilynís is the place to be, so they changed their mind.

Brittany: Well, that's great. The audience loves them.

Bobby: Not as much as Marilyn.

Brittany: Oh, Bobby.

Bobby: So you know what this means? Now that I have Brenda and Maureen back, the place is gonna be crowded every night, which means that I'll be able to save up the money a lot quicker to do what I really want.

Brittany: I still can't believe you're doing all this for me.

Bobby: I'm doing it for you because I love you.

Brittany: I love you, too.

Bobby: Okay. Then if I love you and you love me, what do you say we stop beating around the bush? Let's set our wedding date.


Phyllis: Daniel has the best education money could buy. He's well-read,he's sophisticated, but he knows zip about life. Zip. And then I had to forbid him from spending time with this criminal he calls a friend.

Jack: Sounds like a tough gig.

Phyllis: Yeah, it is. And if I don't set limits, heís gonna go live with Christine.

Jack: But he hasn't yet, and not because you're making things easy for him, which means you're doing the right thing.

Phyllis: I'm not. He's so rude to Damon, Jack.

Jack: Oh, you two are still together?

Phyllis: Yeah. It's, you know...

Jack: What, difficult?

Phyllis: Yes. (Laughs)

Jack: You just threw a 16 year old in the equation.

Phyllis: Not only that... I don't know, I don't know. Something's going on with Damon right now. It's very, very, um, profound and powerful. I-I'm not at liberty to discuss it, but--

Jack: Wait, this sounds serious.

Phyllis: It is.

Jack: Wait, this is no place to talk. Nobody's at the house. What do you say we continue this over there?


Daniel: You're just a lookout, that's all. You're not gonna be touching any drugs.

Kevin: No. No. There's no way, man. I'm not gonna do it.

Daniel: We really don't have a choice here.

Kevin: There you go with that "we" again. There's no "we." This is your problem.

Daniel: You know, when are you gonna wake up? This is your problem, too, and these guys are dangerous. We could wind up dead.

Kevin: So what are we gonna do?

Daniel: We're not gonna freak out.

Kevin: You have gotten us in so far over our heads.

Daniel: You know what? We just need to play this cool, go along with Alex until this whole thing just blows over.

Kevin: Blows over? No, no, Daniel, don't you get it? This isn't gonna "blow over," okay? If we ever, ever want to get out from underneath this sleazy guy's thumb, we're gonna have to do something.

Daniel: Yeah, like what?

Kevin: I don't know. I don't know, but we gotta figure something out.

Daniel: All right, fine, we will. But in the meantime, there's something you gotta take care of.

Kevin: What do you mean?

Daniel: The Rec Center. Now get over there and run interference before its too late, or we're gonna be in deeper than we even want to think about.


James: Mr. Newman, the transit authority said we have to catch two buses. They couldn't take all of us in one at that time of day.

Victor: Well, you figure it out, James, all right?

James: Well, it'll still turn out better than renting a school bus. Money-wise, I mean.

Victor: Just figure it out. You're doing a hell of a job, by the way.

James: Thanks. I will.

Man #2: Dude, I'm outta here.

Victor: No, you're not!

Man #2: Hey--hey, man! Hey, you're hurting me! (Groans)

Man #2: Hey, man! You're hurting me.

Victor: I've just begun to hurt you, man.

Man: Who are you anyway, the man?

Victor: I am the man! Watch it! Let me tell you something, son. I built this Rec Center so that scum like you don't come around here--

Man: Who you callin' names?

Victor: I'll call you anything I want to. That scum like you don't come around here and ruin this neighborhood, all right? Now you tell your friends not to come here to do drug deals. If I catch you or any of your friends in here, I'll put you in the hospital. Now get out.

Victor: Thank you, Michael.


Neil: Damn it. Why haven't we heard something from Detective Weber?

Olivia: It hasn't been that long, Neil.

Neil: Liv... if I never see that little girl again...

Olivia: Okay, stop it, stop it. You're getting carried away.

Neil: This is my child we're talking about. This is my only child, my only daughter. It's a father's job to provide for his kids and keep them safe, but I keep failing her.

Olivia: Stop blaming yourself.

Neil: All I know is that if anything happens to that little girl, anything at all, I'll never forgive myself. And if she doesn't come home by the time Drucilla gets back-- oh, no! (Telephone rings)

Neil: Hello? Oh, hi, uh, baby. Yeah. Fine. You did? Great. I'll see you then.

Olivia: Drucilla?

Neil: In a cab. She caught an earlier flight. She's gonna be home in a couple of minutes.

Olivia: Oh, my God.


Diane: Damon, you have so much to offer. Come on, you're intelligent, you're witty, you're extremely handsome. Seems to me you need to, uh, get a life.

Damon: I got one, Diane. Fortunately or unfortunately, this is it.

Diane: Listen to me, the time for happiness is now. You might never get another chance.

Damon: Maybe you need to go home, lavish some of this concern on your own son. It's not unlimited, you know?

Diane: What isn't?

Damon: Time. The time you have to spend with him. It can be taken from us so quickly. Sometimes we... we got no say at all.

Diane: Damon, there's-- there's obviously something you're not telling me. What is it?

Diane: What?

Damon: I'm sorry.

Diane: Am I supposed to understand this?

Damon: No.

Damon: Understand how precious your little boy is. Go home, go be with him.

Diane: Damon, something's going on with you, and I-I wish you would let me help you.

Damon: But you canít. You canít. I wish you could but you canít.

Diane: I'll just go put these in the kitchen. (Telephone rings)

Damon: Porter.

Man: Damon.

Damon: Yeah. Who's this?

Man: Hey, it's Ben Pearson.

Damon: Ben Pearson... my old friend. How you doing, man?

Ben: Good, good. It's been awhile. Look, uh, Damon... I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you. Uh, it's about that scum who killed your kid. (Sighs) he's filed a petition for pardon and parole, and word on the street is he could get out, be a free man soon.


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

Victor: Anyone coming in here wanting to sell drugs is challenging me personally.

Damon: It's not good for you to be around me right now. Just please leave.

Phyllis: What's going on?

Daniel: Please come home. I-I need to tell you something.

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