Monday Y&R Transcript 9/27/04

Y&R Transcript Monday 9/27/04--Canada; Wednesday 9/28/04--USA


By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Brad: Oh, yeah, Garvey e-mailed me. Talk about a royal screw-up. We need those supplies, and we need 'em yesterday. Yeah, I know. I know. I'm gonna tie up loose ends here, fly out tomorrow. All right. Thanks.

Jack: Bad news?

Brad: Depends how you look at it.

Jack: What's that supposed to mean?

Brad: We're having some problems with our chemical supplier in Cleveland, so I'm gonna have to be out of town for a couple of days.

Jack: Ooh, bummer.

Brad: Not necessarily. It gets me out of dreaded "family day" at the ranch.

Jack: Wouldn't Abby and Ashley just go out there without you?

Brad: I don't think so. The whole idea is that we all spend time together. A day with two daddies.

Jack: So what, your wife just reschedules the whole damn thing?

Brad: I guess so. Hey, hope you held onto that third Cubs ticket. No reason Abby can't go with you and Kyle now.

Jack: Try to hide your disappointment, pal. I know you want to spend some time with Victor, but--

Brad: Oh, yeah. Well, let's put it this way, a choice between that and a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, I'd take the stick.

Jack: Well, fortunately for you, fate intervened.

Brad: I never thought I'd say it, Jack, but, all things considered, I'd rather be in Cleveland.


Abby: Hi, Victor!

Victor: Hi, sweetheart. You are in good spirits. How are you?

Ashley: Hi, Victor.

Victor: I'm glad you both came.

Ashley: Abby couldn't wait to talk to you.

Abby: Do you have Starfire ready for tomorrow?

Victor: What do you think? Of course Starfire's ready for tomorrow, if you remember the lessons I taught you last time.

Ashley: Are you kidding? I think she memorized everything you could have possibly told her about horses and riding and everything else.

Victor: Well, since tomorrow's a special day, I'll make sure that you put on a good show.

Ashley: Oh, Abby. You have art class. You don't want to miss any of it.

Victor: Ohh.

Abby: You're right. I need all the time to make something for Victor.

Victor: All right.

Ashley: Oh, hon, um... you made something for Victor last time. Why don't you make something for Daddy today?

Abby: Okay.

Ashley: Bye.

Abby: Bye.

Victor: Nice to see you.


Nikki: Now you just chill, turbo. Our first dancer will be out very soon. In the meantime, enjoy that drink. I know I would.

Man: (Laughs)

Sharon: Oh, hello, Nikki.

Nikki: Hello.

Sharon: I mean, Nicole.

Nikki: Your visits here are becoming a bad habit.

Sharon: Listen, uh, is there someplace we can talk?

Nikki: Oh, sure. Uh, here. Right over here looks quiet.

Sharon: Just like the club tonight, huh?

Nikki: We have a few regulars who like to come early. Believe me, in a couple of hours, you won't be able to move in this place. Don't tell the fire department.

Sharon: Well, I like the way you interact with your customers.

Nikki: Oh, you do? Well, that's my job. Now that we've established why I'm here, what's your excuse?

Sharon: Actually, I came here to warn you. I accidentally let something slip to Victor.

Nikki: Mm. If you're talking about my involvement in the club, you're a little late.


Michael: Thanks for coming over.

Phyllis: No problem. I do my best thinking in the car.

Michael: Would you like something to drink?

Phyllis: No, thanks. What do you want to talk about?

Michael: Well, given Kevin’s propensity for lying, I thought I'd like to hear it straight from the horse's mouth.

Phyllis: Oh, I'm flattered.

Michael: So how'd you handle that psycho who came at you with a bat?

Phyllis: He's history.

Michael: Mm-hmm?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Michael: And Kevin said you never called the police.

Phyllis: Kevin is telling you the truth.

Michael: So our plan worked?

Phyllis: Yes, it worked.

Michael: (Sighs) so, uh, this Alex, uh, he's not gonna be back?

Phyllis: No, I don't think he's gonna be back. I mean, I let him know in no uncertain terms that if he showed his face in this town again, he will have wished I called the police.

Michael: Hmm.

Phyllis: I laid it on really thick about Victor Newman, and I don't think Alex wants to go head-to-head with Damon again. I don't think he'll be bothering us.

Michael: Wow. All for the best, I guess.

Phyllis: Yeah, I guess. Wait. What, "you guess"? I thought you agreed with me. You were my backup.

Michael: I do, I do. I know, I know, I know. Kevin would never survive going back to jail. Turning him in would be like signing a death sentence.

Phyllis: Exactly. Right. So what's bothering you?

Michael: What's bothering me? I-I can't help thinking about what could have happened-- to Lily, to Daniel, to you. Phyllis, how many times can I bail this kid out? Is there any hope that he'll ever learn? Stop pulling these stunts, before he gets into so much trouble that there's no way that I could ever pull him out again. And how many innocent people are gonna be hurt while I wait?


Gloria: Well, J.T., Mackenzie, it was a pleasure meeting you both.

Mac: It was nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Fisher.

Gloria: No, call me Gloria. I hate that missus stuff. It makes me feel so... old.

J.T.: Don't worry, you are not old.

Gloria: Thank you, J.T. what a smoothie, huh?

John: Yeah.

Gloria: Okay, John, let's leave these two alone.

John: Yeah, look, we'll be out on the patio if you need any sage advice about anything at all.

J.T.: We'll be sure to ask.

Mac: Definitely.

John: Good. Come on. Coffee's gettin' cold.

Gloria: Okay.

J.T.: (Chuckles)

Mac: Mr. Abbott looks like he has somethin' going on.

J.T.: Yeah. He sure seems happy, doesn't he?

Mac: He sure does.

Gloria: That Mackenzie, what a doll she is.

John: Yeah.

Gloria: J.T., whoo! Can you imagine the babies they'll make?

J.T.: So anyway, there's gotta be something you liked about that movie.

Mac: Sorry, J.T. I think we just have different tastes in entertainment.

J.T.: Oh, okay.

Mac: I like movies that are a little more--

J.T.: Girlie?

Mac: I was gonna say intelligent.

J.T.: What, you mean, like, with subtitles and stuff, so you actually have to read?

Mac: Or, hmm, think?

J.T.: What's entertaining about that? Come on! All right, I tell you what, next time, we'll see your movie.

Mac: I didn't know there was gonna be a next time.

J.T.: Well, I mean, there doesn't have to be if you're not up for it.

Mac: No, no. Did I say I wasn't up for it?

J.T.: All right, then. It's on. Next time, your movie. Then afterwards, you know, you can explain it to me. It'll be, like, "chick flicks for dummies."

Mac: Okay.


Phyllis: Okay, um, let's--let's hope that Kevin has learned his lesson this time.

Michael: He's created disasters before, he didn't learn. Frankly, I'm worried that I'm diggin' his grave for him.

Phyllis: What-- what are you talkin' about?

Michael: If I keep getting this guy out of jams, he has no incentive to stop screwing up. He needs therapy. Ah, I've pushed that, I mean, a thousand times. It's like talking to a wall. A judge could order him to go, but he has to appear in front of a judge. And he can't do that unless he's brought up on charges, and that's not gonna happen now, although I am sorely tempted.

Phyllis: What? You're tempted? Wait, wait, wait, you get that out of your head right now. Do you understand me? If my son's involvement with this situation comes out, that is it for me. I will be homeless, jobless and childless.

Michael: I said I was tempted. I didn't say I was gonna do it. You're not the only one with a lot at stake here.

Phyllis: So tell me you have him under control.

Michael: Well, that's asking a lot. But, you know, we have other immediate problems.

Phyllis: What immediate problems do we have?

Michael: I thought you should know that Victor is taking this all very personally.

Phyllis: Oh.

Michael: Yeah, the assault on Lily Winters, the drug dealing-- it all happened at his Rec Center, and he wants to know who's responsible. And he may ask me to help.

Phyllis: Why did you not tell me this before?

Michael: We were talking about some important stuff before--

Phyllis: Michael!

Michael: Oh, and by the way, he put in a call to Paul Williams.

Phyllis: Oh, Paul Williams? Oh, that's great. Is Paul gonna take the case?

Michael: I don't know.

Phyllis: You don't know? Well, find out. You work with him.

Michael: Not the best way to get on my good side, mentioning that.

Phyllis: I don't really care about your good side. I have things going on other than this.

Michael: Oh, other than the current situation--

Phyllis: Yes.

Michael: You have things going on?

Phyllis: Yes.

Michael: Uh-huh.

Phyllis: I really do, Michael. Listen, and I am... I want to tell you something, and it can't leave this room, okay? I would like your honest opinion.

Michael: Legal or personal?

Phyllis: Let's start with legal.

Michael: All right. What is it?

Phyllis: I have a friend who had, um, a run-in with a gang member at a fast-food restaurant. Nothing physical happened, but he stood up to them.

Michael: And what'd they do to him?

Phyllis: Well, they followed him in their car, and they shot at him.

Michael: Is he okay?

Phyllis: Yeah, he's fine. It happened years ago. He's fine. What am I saying? He's not fine.

Phyllis: Because when they shot at him, they missed him and hit his 8-year-old son and killed him.

Michael: Oh, God.


John: Now, Gloria, just so you know, J.T. and Mackenzie are not an item.

Gloria: You sure about that? Looked pretty warm and cozy to me.

John: No, no, no, they're good friends. No, J.T. was my granddaughter's boyfriend.

Gloria: Whoa, John. You don't have a granddaughter that old.

John: Oh, well, she was 15 when she met him, and he was 18.

Gloria: Whoa, boy.

John: Oh, yes. Put a heck of a strain on the family. J.T. had a prior reputation. But surprisingly, in time, J.T. turned out to be a fine young man. We got through it.

Gloria: I hate to think of girls that young having sex, but... (Sighs) these days, it pretty inevitable, I guess.

John: No, I-I beg to differ with you.

Gloria: John, you're being old-fashioned. They just don't feel the same about it as... we did.

John: You know, Gloria, how did you become so cynical? No, I know that my granddaughter Colleen and J.T. were not intimate that way.

Gloria: John, this granddaughter of yours--Colleen-- I bet she's got great big, innocent eyes, and you believe everything she tells you. Am I right?


Mac: (Laughs) so how are your classes going?

J.T.: Uh, all right.

Mac: Just all right?

J.T.: Well, I'm takin' world culture-- this crazy world culture class-- with this, like, total nerd of a professor, you know? I don't understand half of what this guy says, so I'm gonna drop the course.

Mac: Well, you know, I could help you on your papers.

J.T.: Uh, that's all right. You got enough goin' on.

Mac: I'm not that busy.

J.T.: Whatever. You're takin' a full load of classes, workin' at the Rec Center. Hey, I'll be all right, okay? I appreciate the offer, but I'll be fine.

Mac: Well, if you change your mind--

J.T.: I know where you live. So how are things goin' for you?

Mac: Good. It's a little weird being back.

J.T.: 'Cause you took a year off?

Mac: Yeah, I feel like I'm playing catch-up. All of my old friends have picked their majors. They all know what they want to do with their lives.

J.T.: Um, not me. I'm enjoying the free ride, all right? I'm gonna milk it as long as I can.

Mac: (Laughs)

J.T.: I'll probably still be taking classes when I'm, like...

Mac: What?

J.T.: Well, look at who you run into when you don't have your gun.

Mac: Who is that guy? Is that Brittany’s fiancé?

J.T.: Oh, yeah. How 'bout we get outta here and go do something fun?

Mac: No, no, you know what? I actually want to meet the infamous Bobby Marsino.


Jack: Believe me, I know how you feel, Bradley. Victor brings out the worst in all of us.

Brad: Well, at least you don't have to deal with him in business anymore.

Jack: No, that's true. I do my best to ignore him. I try to keep that bastard out of my mind, but the truth is, he still haunts my dreams from time to time.

Brad: Ash and I have been struggling so hard to get past this, and we've made a little progress, but it still always feels like there's this 800-pound gorilla in the room. And no matter how much ash tries to ignore it, I can't seem to forget it.

Jack: Because the mustache won't leave you alone long enough.

Brad: It feels like we've got three people in our marriage, Jack. And it's getting pretty damned crowded.


Nikki: Victor practically took my head off because of you.

Sharon: I didn't mean to tell him anything.

Nikki: Oh, no. You just opened your mouth and the words fell out.

Sharon: Well, that was not my intention.

Nikki: And to make it worse, you made it seem much more provocative than it is.

Sharon: Provocative?

Nikki: How could you betray me like that, Sharon, after everything I have done for you?

Sharon: Look, I did my best to protect you because I knew that Victor would never understand why you were working in a place like this.

Nikki: Protect me? You did a damn poor job of it.

Sharon: Nikki, the last thing that I would want to do is create more tension between you two.

Nikki: Really? I think you just love the fact that you could tattle on me.

Sharon: Oh, I don't even know why I bothered coming here.

Nikki: I do. It's because of guilt. I saved your marriage a few months ago, and now how do you repay me? By trying to destroy mine.

Man: Hey, Nicole.

Nikki: I'll be right there. Don't move.


Victor: I'm glad you asked Abby to make something for Brad as well. I'm sure he'll enjoy whatever it is she makes for him.

Ashley: Oh, I'm sure he will. You know, as much as the two of you like to disagree, you're very much alike when it comes to doting on your little girl.

Victor: Mm-hmm. Hmm. So you think there's hope that things will work out?

Ashley: There has to be. We can't go on the way we have been. It's just too destructive for everyone.

Victor: Yeah.

Ashley: So thanks again for meeting Brad halfway.

Victor: Well, if there's any indication that things are working for the better now, I see it on Abby’s face.

Ashley: She's really thriving, don't you think?

Victor: Yeah. You seem to be happy as well.

Ashley: I am. I feel like the weight of the world's been lifted from my shoulders.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Ashley: I just hope tomorrow lives up to everybody's expectations.

Victor: I'm sure she'll enjoy it.

Ashley: So what time should we come on over?

Victor: Well, since Abby doesn't have school tomorrow, why don't you just sort of come mid-morning?

Ashley: Okay, that's doable. Thanks again.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Ashley: Oh, this new beginning means more to me than I could ever tell you.

Victor: I'm glad to hear that.


Bobby: Be careful. It's hot.

Brittany: Oh, thanks.

Bobby: You know, I do have a coffeemaker. We didn't have to come all the way down here.

Brittany: What's wrong with Crimson Lights?

Bobby: Nothing. I just thought maybe we'd go back to my place, you know, have a little alone time. It's been awhile.

Brittany: Not that long.

Bobby: Well, I don't know. Maybe it just seems like that because I'm so in love with you.

Brittany: (Laughs)

Bobby: What's so funny?

Brittany: Nothing.

Bobby: Do I amuse you now?

Brittany: You still haven't said what you thought about dinner.

Bobby: It was interesting.

Brittany: You didn't like the restaurant.

Bobby: No, I did. It's just, I don't know. I kind of like all my food cooked. You know what I mean? What do you call that? Asian what?

Brittany: Fusion.

Bobby: Oh, yeah. You know what? It was good. It was... I don't think it was necessarily worth the ride all the way up to Janesville, but that's my opinion.

Brittany: Is this what our marriage is gonna be like?

Bobby: What do you mean?

Brittany: Well, every time I want to try a new restaurant, you're gonna put up a fight?

Bobby: Wait a minute, i went.

Brittany: Yeah, because I paid.

Bobby: Well, that was the best part.

Brittany: Well, I'm just glad you're not mad at me for earlier. I'm sorry this wedding has gotten so complicated. It's all my fault, and I shouldn't have gotten upset with you.

Bobby: I guess I'm not the fuddy-duddy after all.

Brittany: Who said you were?

Bobby: You did back at the club or something like that.

Brittany: Well, if I did, I didn't mean it. I was just angry.

Bobby: Mm-hmm. You know, you're cute when you're angry.

Brittany: Well, I'm not angry anymore. Does that mean I'm not cute?

Bobby: Nah, you are drop-dead gorgeous. Come here.


Mac: Huh. So that's Bobby. Not exactly what I was expecting.

J.T.: Why? Because he's old enough to be her father?

Mac: Well, some girls like older guys.

J.T.: Yeah, that's great. Let's go.

Mac: It really bothers you that much to see them together?

J.T.: Yeah, it does.

Mac: Hmm.

J.T.: He's taking advantage of her. I don't like that.

Mac: Taking advantage how?

J.T.: He just is. I don't know.

Mac: J.T., I know you don't want to hear this, but Brittany is an adult, and if she wants to marry him, that's her decision. There's nothing you can do about it.

J.T.: Yeah, well, I don't have to be happy about it.

Mac: Actually, yeah, you do have to be happy about it. She's your friend, and this is a big deal for her. You're supposed to be in the wedding, so if you can't at least try to fake a smile, then maybe you shouldn't stand up for her.


Michael: How horrible, to lose your child.

Phyllis: Oh, I know. It shattered him. He spent the last eight years trying to put the pieces back.

Michael: Why are you telling me this?

Phyllis: He got a call from a friend of his, someone he knows in Georgia.

Michael: Georgia? Is that where this happened?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. That's where the killer is doing time, and he may get an early parole.

Michael: After eight years? That's unbelievable. A juvenile?

Phyllis: Uh, I don't know. I'm not sure. At the time, right?

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: I don't know.

Michael: Hmm. How's your, um friend handling this?

Phyllis: Not very well. I mean, he's pretty torn up. Does he have any recourse? Is there anything you can do?

Michael: I'll have to do a little digging. I'm not familiar with the Georgia statutes, but I'd have to say almost undoubtedly there is something he can do.


Sharon: Nikki, I am not trying to hurt your marriage. My God, you know how it is with Victor. Once he grabs a hold of something, he won't let go.

Nikki: Yeah, well, I'm sure that's true when he's talking to you.

Sharon: Oh, I'm sure it's the same with you.

Nikki: Oh, lately I'm lucky if he talks to me at all.

Sharon: There's still distance between you two?

Nikki: He couldn't care less what I do, and that was his attitude before he found out I was hostessing here.

Sharon: He didn't approve?

Nikki: No, he didn't approve, and I'm sure that you knew that before you spilled your guts.

Sharon: Well, I told you, I'm sorry.

Nikki: Oh, great. I can take that to the bank.

Sharon: It's the best I can offer you, okay?

Nikki: Sharon, what is wrong with you? You think you can apologize and all is forgiven?

Sharon: What?

Nikki: I said, what is wrong...


Nick: You got a minute?

Victor: Hey, son. Sure. What's up?

Nick: Is there something happening between you and Ashley?

Victor: What do you mean, is something happening between me and Ashley?

Nikki: I saw the two of you before she left.

Victor: So?

Nick: Well, you might not realize it, but from what I saw, the way you had your arms wrapped around each other, it's no wonder Mom's so insecure.

Victor: Oh, son, come on. Now that was a friendly embrace, nothing more.

Nick: Hey, I'm sure it was, but if Mom had seen that...

Victor: My boy, there's far more going on with your mother than you know.

Nick: Okay, well, then why don't you tell me?


Brad: Listen, Jack, I know that we've spent the majority of our relationship at the opposite ends of an argument, but as far as Newman’s concerned, we understand each other.

Jack: Bradski, you're talking to the former president of the "I hate Newman" club.

Brad: Do you know how much it galls me that the only child Ash and I will ever raise together is Victor Newman’s?

Jack: I can only imagine. Brad, you do know how much that little girl worships you? You do know that?

Brad: I guess I'd hoped she'd never have to know the truth, that she'd be happy just being my daughter, and that would be that.

Jack: Well, the only way that was gonna happen is if Victor never knew. Now, of course, he's determined to stake his claim.

Brad: You know what really bothers me? He doesn't care about Abby, not really, not the way I do. He hasn't raised her since birth. He hasn't comforted her when she was sick, taken care of her when she bumped her head or skinned her knee. He just wants to possess her. It's another human being to control. And I'll tell you something, Jack, it makes me sick.


J.T.: Believe me, I wish I didn't have to be a part of Brittany’s wedding, but I-I promised her, and there's no way I can get out of it now.

Mac: Well, I guess you're gonna have to suck it up and deal.

J.T.: Suck it up and deal? Thanks a lot, Mac. I appreciate it. I can always count on you.

Mac: You'll be fine. It's only one night. I'm sure you'll survive.


Brittany: So I had this great idea for the reception. Tell me what you think about it.

Bobby: Whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no, listen, I don't even want to know. You just decide whatever you want, and I'm sure it'll be fine. Surprise me.

Brittany: Oh, you guys are all the same. The other day, J.T. was tell--

Mac: (Laughs)

J.T.: (Laughs)

Bobby: Whoa, J.T. what?

Brittany: Is sitting right over there.

Bobby: Oh, yeah. That him. Hey, who's the tomato?

Brittany: That's Mackenzie.

Bobby: Macken-- Mackenzie, your roommate? They look like they're pretty tight.

Brittany: Let's go say hi.

Bobby: Why?

Brittany: Because I want to.

Bobby: Nah, just leave 'em alone. They look like they're into other.

Brittany: What? No, they're not. Mac is the last person J.T. would be into. She's totally wrong for him. I don't know why he can't see it.

Bobby: Why are you getting so riled up?

Brittany: I'm not. It's just... I just thought it would be polite to go say hi, but if you don't want to, that's fine.

Bobby: Well, you might just get your wish. Here they come.

Mac: Hey, Brittany. You must be Bobby.


John: Now, Gloria, it is true, there are lots of kids that are growing up faster than they should, at least in the opinion of this old-fashioned granddaddy, but Colleen was not of them, and she's not alone. There are plenty of girls out there who respect themselves enough to wait. They realize they can never get that innocence back, that it truly means something to them.

Gloria: Yeah, you're right.

John: Oh, Gloria, look, look, I didn't mean to...

Gloria: No, it's just... I mean, I guess we all make mistakes, don't we?

John: I'm sorry.

Gloria: No, don't worry about it. It's all right. Myself, I was young and stupid, but I'm glad that your granddaughter is young and smart. But you know what? It's all water under the bridge anyway. What I'm curious to know about right now is, how does John Abbott feel about sex between two consenting adults?

John: (Chuckles)


(Doorbell rings)

Phyllis: Damon! (Knock on door)

Phyllis: Damon! Damon, I know you're in there. I saw your car out front.

Damon: Hi.

Phyllis: Hi. You're not answering your phone again.

Damon: No, I'm not.

Phyllis: What if Ben calls?

Damon: That's what caller I.D. Is for.

Phyllis: Have you eaten anything today?

Damon: You here to check up on me?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. I'm also here to tell you about the conversation I had with Michael Baldwin.

Damon: I'm sure he agreed with your decision not to call the police.

Phyllis: He's looking out for his brother just as I'm looking out for my son.

Damon: I hope you never regret that decision.

Phyllis: I told him about your situation.

Damon: Well, that wasn't your right.

Phyllis: I didn't tell him it was you, okay? Listen, Damon, he has a brilliant legal mind. He's a genius.

Damon: And he doesn't mind breaking a few laws himself.

Phyllis: And he told me that there are things that you can do. He will work with you if you come to him. Damon, he'll help you.


Nikki: Sharon? Earth to Sharon, hello!

Sharon: Huh? Did you say something?

Nikki: You haven't heard a word I've said.

Sharon: I was just thinking. You know, I could do that. I could do that, and I'd be much better at it, too.

Nikki: What the hell... what is going on in your little head? You'd better not be getting any ideas.

Sharon: Oh, I don't know what you're talking about.

Nikki: I think you'd better talk to your husband about this, or I will.

Sharon: Oh, oh, is that gonna be your retribution for my telling Victor what you're doing here?

Nikki: Read into it whatever you like.


Victor: I'm not telling you about this because I'm respecting your mother's wishes. She doesn't want anyone else to be involved, okay?

Nick: Don't give me that. You know how frustrating it was when you were shut out of that whole situation with Cameron Kirsten.

Victor: Well, especially since we found out that I could have helped you.

Nick: Well, now maybe I can help.

Victor: Son, I honestly don't know what you think you can accomplish, because I have not been able to help your mother with whatever's going on with her.

Nick: Well, I wonder why. Dad, if Mom is barely accepting any support from you right now, how do you think she would have reacted to that little moment I just walked in on?

Victor: Son, I think you're misreading that.

Nick: That doesn't change the fact that you getting closer to Ashley isn't gonna help Mom, no matter what she's going through.

Victor: Son, I'm telling you, you're overreacting to what you saw.

Nick: You know that Mom wouldn't have seen it that way. And if you're not getting that, or you don't want to get it, then things are never gonna get better between you two.

Victor: Son, let me say this. I respect your concern, but your mother has nothing to worry about in regard to my relationship with Abby or with Ashley, for that matter.

Nick: Your own family needs you.

Victor: I have always been there for my own family, but Abby is my flesh and blood, and I will not ignore her.

Nick: Mom's not gonna put up with this, and I just hope you realize that before you lose her again.


Brittany: Mac, hi.

Mac: Well, aren't you gonna introduce m

Brittany: This is Bobby Marsino, my fiancé. Bobby, this is Mac, one of my roommates.

Bobby: Hi, Mac. It's nice to meet you.

Mac: It's nice to meet you, too. I've heard a lot about you.

Bobby: Yeah, well, don't believe any of it, especially if it came from J.T.

Brittany: Well, it looks like you two were on your way out. Don't let us keep you. Have a nice evening.

J.T.: Okay.

Bobby: Whoa, whoa, what's the hurry? Can't you hang out?

J.T.: Actually, we gotta get back to the apartment. We both have class tomorrow.

Bobby: Oh, nonsense. You can hang out for ten minutes. Honey, you don't mind if they join us, do you? I want to get to know your roommate a little better.

Brittany: It's up to them.

Mac: Okay, sure.

Bobby: So now is it Mac, Mackenzie?

Mac: Anything's fine.

Bobby: Okay, so, Mac, what have you heard about me?

Mac: Well, I know that you own a nightclub.

Bobby: Mm-hmm, Marilyn’s, named after Brittany’s stage name.

J.T.: How's the place going, by the way? Still got the strippers?

Bobby: Yeah, for now. So you coming to the wedding? I mean, she's invited, right?

Brittany: Uh, I'm still working on the guest list.

Bobby: Oh, you gotta come. It's gonna be a lot of fun. And you know what? You could be one of my bodyguards to help protect me from Brittany’s parents.

Mac: Mm-hmm.

J.T.: By the way, Brittany, did you, uh, tell 'em yet?

Brittany: I told you, I'm waiting for the right time.

Bobby: Oh, you gotta hear this lie that she cooked up.

Mac: I heard. Her parents think she's marrying J.T.

Bobby: Yeah, it was all her idea, trust me. I mean, I don't see the point. They're gonna find out anyways, right? So they might as well find out now.

Mac: Oh, yeah, I agree. Might as well get it over with.

Bobby: Mm-hmm, that's exactly what I said. You know what? This girl's all right. I like her. What's she doing with you?

Brittany: Bobby, we really should get going.

Bobby: What do you mean? I didn't even finish my coffee yet.

Brittany: Yeah, but I'm getting kind of tired. I really want to just, you know, go on home and relax. Oh, my God.

Brittany: What are they doing here?


Phyllis: Michael said that you will receive notification in the mail as to where and when this--this parole hearing is in Georgia, and you can testify.

Damon: Yeah, I know. That's why Ben called, to give me a heads up.

Phyllis: Good. So you'll go. You'll go, and you'll tell them why this animal shouldn't be released.

Damon: I don’t... I don't know how I'm gonna get through that again.

Phyllis: I understand that, but you're gonna try, you see? You're gonna try. You're gonna tell them about Elias, and you're gonna make them see that he was just an 8-year-old boy. He was just an innocent little boy.

Damon: What good is that gonna do?

Phyllis: You're gonna tell them the whole story, Damon. You're gonna tell this parole board the story. You were with your 8-year-old son. You were at a restaurant. You were hassled. They got in the car, and they followed you and they pulled the trigger.

Damon: Yeah, they shot at me, at me. I was supposed to... I was supposed to die.

Phyllis: I know. I understand that, and you're gonna tell them this story. You're gonna tell them everything you told me, that your little boy died in your arms. You're gonna tell them, and then you're gonna make them realize that this animal should never, ever get released.

Damon: What's the point?

Phyllis: No, come on, come on. You could do something. You can do something about this, okay? Fight for your son! Fight for your son. Elias doesn't have a voice without you.

Phyllis: I care about you, Damon. I care about you so much. There are people who care about you. Retribution would cost you everything. Please, don't do that. Please.

Phyllis: Are you listening to me?

Damon: Thank you. Thank you for coming. Would you go now, please?

Phyllis: Okay.

Phyllis: Just think about what I've said, okay?


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

Nikki: What are you doing up?

Victor: Waiting for you.

Brittany: Bobby, come on. Let's go.

Bobby: This charade of yours has gone on long enough. Your parents are gonna find out that we're engaged, and it might as well be tonight.

Jack: You think I'm jealous?

Elliot: I do.

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