Tuesday Y&R Transcript 10/5/04

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 10/5/04--Canada; Wednesday 10/6/04--USA


By Boo
Proofread by Emma

Neil: I was damn serious.

Dru: Neil, Phyllis and I got into a squabble, okay? We got over it.

Neil: Drucilla, right now we have something far more important to talk about than your job.

Dru: What?

Neil: I would have told you last night, but you were obviously pretty lit up after your elevator adventure.

Dru: Okay, okay, okay. Don't rub it in, okay? What is it?

Neil: I received a visit last night from Paul and Christine. Devon's been found.


J.T.: Hey.

Brittany: Morning.

J.T.: What time did you get home last night?

Brittany: I didn't look at a clock. Around 11:00 maybe?

J.T.: Hmm. Where did you go after you stormed out of the Athletic Club?

Brittany: I didn't storm out of the Athletic Club. I was tired of you ragging on Bobby.

J.T.: Which doesn't answer my question.

Brittany: What do you care where I was?

J.T.: Well, you could have called us, told us you'd be late.

Brittany: Well, 11:00 isn't that late. Besides, since when am I accountable to you?

J.T.: Why, somebody's in a mood.

Brittany: Will you please not talk to me right now? I'm trying to clean this place up. And why don't you keep your junk in your room?

J.T.: Leave that stuff. I'll clean it up later.

Brittany: The minister's gonna be here any minute.

J.T.: Why aren't you and Bobby meeting him at the church?

Brittany: Because Reverend Palmer has another appointment on this side of town, and it works better for him. Any more questions?

J.T.: Yeah, just one. Um, what am I supposed to do while he's here?

Brittany: I don't care, as long as you're not here.

Brittany: What are you doing?

J.T.: What's it look like? I'm sitting.

Brittany: Get up.

J.T.: No.

Brittany: Get up. I don't have time for this.

J.T.: Hey, you know what? This is my apartment, too. You can't boss me around. Besides, there's a few things I want to say to this reverend dude, and as your best man, I think I should, I don't know, give some input.

Brittany: Why are you being so difficult?

J.T.: Why are you being such a you-know-what?

Brittany: Okay, you win. I'm asking you nicely, would you please give Bobby and me some time alone with the minister?

J.T.: Fine.

Brittany: Thank you.

J.T.: I have an early meeting with Paul anyway. That's too bad, though. I would love to see the look on that minister's face when he finds out what Bobby does for a living. He doesn't know, does he?

Brittany: Not yet.

J.T.: I bet he's gonna love--

Brittany: Hey, whatever you're gonna say, save it, because everything's gonna be fine.

J.T.: Well, I hope you're right.

J.T.: Well, speak of the devil. Hey, I was just on my way out, Bob, but hope you said your prayers. You're gonna need them.

Bobby: Good morning.

Brittany: Good morning.


Phyllis: Breakfast!

Daniel: Thanks.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Daniel: Mom, are you okay?

Phyllis: Uh, yeah, fine.

Daniel: You know, you, uh, didn't look too fine when you came home last night. I thought you were gonna stay over at Damonís.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. Uh, something came up. Uh, my plans changed.

Daniel: Yeah, I noticed you took a taxi home last night, which is a pretty good idea, by the way.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Daniel: So what happened?

Phyllis: Um... I had a very difficult evening last night.

Daniel: Is that why you were hitting the bottle?

Phyllis: Don't remind me, please.

Daniel: Does this have anything to do with Damon?


Nikki: You're quiet this morning.

Victor: I have a lot on my mind.

Nikki: So do I. I'm going to see Paul today.

Victor: Pursuing this idea of looking for Joshua Cassen's brother? I mean, do you think it's necessary to do that?

Nikki: Well, it is if I want to find him, yeah.

Victor: The question is, should you wanna find him? How do you know how he's gonna react?

Nikki: Well, if it were my brother, I would wanna know.

Victor: But you don't know what kind of life that man has led. He may not wanna hear anything about this.

Nikki: Victor, it's just something that I have to do. It's--it's not all about me. I mean, we're talking about a man who has spent his entire life wondering what happened to his brother. I'm the only one who has the answer, and I need to tell him-- not just for my sake, but for his, too.

Phyllis: Oh, Damon, Damon. I gotta call Damon.

Daniel: You know, I don't get that guy.

Phyllis: I know you don't get that guy. You tell me all the time, all right? He's going through something, Daniel.

Daniel: Do you even know how lame that sounds? I don't care what he's "going through," he's weird. And you've been using that same excuse for months now.

Phyllis: Well, it still holds true, all right? Cut him some slack. Cut me some slack.

Daniel: You still haven't answered my question. Is this because of him?

Phyllis: What?

Daniel: This hangover that you have.

Phyllis: No, no, it's not because of him.

Daniel: Okay, so if Damon didn't rile you to drink then who did?

Phyllis: If you must know, I was stuck in an elevator for three hours last night with Drucilla Winters.

Daniel: You were stuck in an elevator for three hours? I so would have freaked out-- totally claustrophobic.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, it's a good thing I had the tequila, believe me. I was on my way to make margaritas for Damon. Believe me, if I didn't have the tequila, one of us wouldn't have made it out alive.

Daniel: Wait a minute. You were drinking with Lily Winters' mom?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Daniel: You didn't talk about me and the Rec Center, did you?

Phyllis: Of course not.

Daniel: Are you sure?

Phyllis: Yeah, as--as sure as I can remember.

Daniel: You know what? That's--that's great, Mom. You can't remember. You know, this is just what I need.

Phyllis: What you need? No, no, no, no, no, no. Listen, it's not all about you. What about what I need? I was stuck in an elevator all night with a woman I can't stand, okay? Give me some sympathy here. And you know what? This may shock you, but-- your name didn't even come up, all right? As much as I can remember. And by the way, I'm not sure if keeping what you did a secret was the wisest choice.


Dru: Chicago? What was he doing in Chicago, Neil?

Neil: He's being brought back to Genoa City.

Dru: When?

Neil: This morning. He's being delivered to Lorena Davis down at the Rec Center.

Dru: What in the devil was he doing in Chicago? I've been worried about that boy.

Neil: He was picked up in a police raid on a house where a bunch of teenagers were living.

Dru: Oh, don't tell me it was a crack house.

Neil: Suspicion of prostitution.

Dru: Prostitution? I gotta sit down. Let me sit down.

Neil: I guess it's not all that uncommon. Kids living on the street homeless and broke, you know? If they want to survive, there's not a lot of choices.

Dru: No, no, no, no, no. I'm sick about it. I don't wanna hear it. I don't wanna hear it.

Neil: So am I.

Dru: Are you really?

Neil: Why do you think I've been trying so damn hard to find him?

Dru: What do you think is gonna happen to him now, Neil?

Neil: I don't know. You're gonna have to ask Lorena Davis.

Dru: I will, but I already know what's gonna happen. He's gonna be deemed delinquent and be put in one of these group homes, and you know what? Its all--

Neil: Go ahead, say it. It's all my fault.


Bobby: So what time is this priest getting here?

Brittany: He's not a priest, he's a minister, and he should be here any second. How do I look?

Bobby: You look good enough to marry.

Brittany: You don't think my skirt's too short?

Bobby: No, it's not too short, but then again, I prefer you naked, so...

Brittany: Bobby, stop it.

Bobby: What did I do?

Brittany: You can't say things like that when Reverend Palmer is here.

Bobby: I'm not going to. God. Do you think I'm that clueless?

Brittany: No, I donít. I'm sorry. I guess I'm just nervous.

Bobby: Well, don't be. Listen, everything's gonna go real smooth. Once the minister sees how much in love we are, he's gonna want to marry us right now.

Brittany: Thanks again for being here.

Bobby: Well, this is important to you, so it's important to me. So how long you known this guy?

Brittany: Only my whole life.

Bobby: Yeah, I guess he's in for a little bit of a surprise, huh?

Brittany: When he finds out I'm not marrying J.T.? Yeah. (Knock on door)

Brittany: Well, that must be him. Are you ready?

Bobby: As ready as I'm ever gonna be.

Reverend Palmer: Hello, Brittany.

Brittany: Hi, Reverend Palmer.

Reverend Palmer: It's so good to see you again.

Brittany: It's nice to see you, too.

Brittany: Please come in.

Reverend Palmer: Thank you. Oh, hello, I'm Reverend Palmer.

Bobby: Bobby Marsino. Nice to meet you.

Brittany: Why don't we all sit down?

Reverend Palmer: Okay.

Brittany: Can I get you something to drink?

Reverend Palmer: No, thank you. I'm--I'm fine. Um... Brittany?

Brittany: Yes, Reverend.

Reverend Palmer: Well, when I spoke to your mother on the phone, I believe she said your fiancť would be joining us. Or did I misunderstand?

Brittany: No, you didnít. This is him. Bobby is my fiancť.


Gina: Good morning, J.T. Looking for someone?

J.T.: Yeah. I'm supposed to meet Paul here. Have you seen him?

Gina: Not yet. Listen, would you like to sit at the bar or a table while you're waiting?

J.T.: Actually, I think I'll hang out by the fire.

Gina: Coffee? Orange juice?

J.T.: Juice would be great. Thanks, Gina.

Gina: You got it.

J.T.: Thanks.

Anita: Hello, J.T.

J.T.: Mrs. Hodges.

Anita: Look, you mind if I sit down?

J.T.: Actually, I was waiting for somebody.

Anita: Yeah, I know-- Paul Williams. I called his office looking for you. They said both of you would be here.

J.T.: Look, if this is about Brittany--

Anita: Of course it is. I want an explanation. How could you do it? How could you lie about being engaged to my daughter?


Victor: Sweetheart, I know that you feel responsible, but how often must I say it? What happened to that child wasn't your fault.

Nikki: The gun went off in my hands. How much more at fault can I be?

Victor: But, sweetheart, you were a child yourself. It was an accident.

Nikki: You know, I would think that you of all people would understand what it's like to go through life without knowing what happened to your brother, why he disappeared, why he never came back.

Victor: This happened decades ago. Do you think anyone is honestly interested in an answer?

Nikki: Yes, his brother is. He deserves a chance to put this to rest.

Victor: You don't even know where he is.

Nikki: No, and why do you think that is? You wouldn't have anything to do with it, would you? Did you go to Paul again and try to coerce him into not telling me his location?

Victor: What are you talking about?


Daniel: So I don't suppose there's any point in me asking.

Phyllis: Asking what?

Daniel: Look, I know this may not be the best time, but I was wondering if maybe I could be ungrounded.

Phyllis: Oh, you're right. It's not a good time, but you make good coffee. (Chuckles)

Daniel: Would you consider it, please? I mean, I've--I've really learned my lesson. I promise I'm gonna behave, Mom. And aren't I your favorite son?

Phyllis: You're my only son.

Daniel: What's wrong?

Phyllis: I was just thinking about somebody else's son.

Phyllis: I'm so lucky. I'm so lucky to have you, Daniel. I'm so lucky, you know that?

Daniel: Well, Mom, we're both lucky.

Phyllis: Yeah, we're both lucky. Ooh, okay, you convinced me. You're ungrounded.

Daniel: Really?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Daniel: I'm free?

Phyllis: Yeah, you're free. You're free, but, hey, hey, I'm keeping you on a short leash, okay? You call me after school.

Daniel: Yes--yes, ma'am.

Phyllis: You're coming home for dinner...

Daniel: Whatever you say.

Phyllis: And if you as much as sneeze, it's over.

Daniel: Mom, Mom, I promise I will be so good you won't even recognize me.

Phyllis: All right. Are you gonna be late for school?

Daniel: No. I already called a taxi. I'm on it.

Phyllis: Okay. (Horn honks)

Daniel: You know what, Mom?

Phyllis: Mnh-mnh.

Daniel: You're pretty cool.

Phyllis: Yeah. Have a good day.

Daniel: You too.

Phyllis: Oh, thanks. (Cell phone rings) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring)

Damon: Yeah, it's Porter.

Phyllis: Hey, Damon, it's me.

Damon: Phyllis, I can't--

Phyllis: Listen to me. Listen. I can't even begin to know what you're going through, but please, please don't shut me out of your life.

Damon: Baby, I'm fighting my own little battle right now. Do you understand?

Phyllis: Yeah, I do, and I wanna help you.

Damon: I know.

Phyllis: Listen, listen. Remember what I said the other day? Remember what I said? Did you listen?

Damon: Yeah, I listened.

Phyllis: Good. So what are you gonna do?

Damon: I gotta go.

Phyllis: Damon, Damon, please talk to me. Damon...

Damon: Huh? I-I canít.

Phyllis: What's that?


"The Young and the Restless" will continue.

Neil: You know what, Dru? I don't need to hear this right now because I feel bad enough about this as it is.

Dru: Oh, Neil, ain't nobody trying to blame you.

Neil: Are you sure about that?

Dru: Yes, I'm sure about that. There's no sense in slinging mud. You know, I have made my mistakes, and so has Devon. The point is is to right our wrongs.

Neil: Unfortunately, it may be too late.

Dru: It's not too late, Neil. Don't buy into that.

Neil: All I know is it's pretty much in the hands of Lorena Davis and social services.

Dru: Is he in legal trouble?

Neil: From what I understand, no charges have been filed yet.

Dru: You know, listen, even if he did do something as desperate as the police suspect, hey, he was trying to survive. Where's the crime in that? If anything, he needs us now more than ever before. He needs compassion and understanding and--

Neil: Drucilla, there's not much we can do until the authorities sort through all of this.

Dru: Yes, there is. Yes, there is. What's the alternative, Neil, just turn our backs on him?

Lily: What's going on?


Reverend Palmer: I'm sorry. Did you just say that this gentleman is your fiancť?

Brittany: Yes. Bobby and I are engaged

Reverend Palmer: I'm-- I'm confused. When I talked to your mother, she told me you were marrying a young man named J.T. Hultstrom, was it?

Brittany: Hellstrom. Yeah, that was a miscommunication. It's a long story. J.T. And I are just friends. This is the man I love.

Reverend Palmer: Oh, I see.

Brittany: Is that gonna be a problem?

Reverend Palmer: Not if it isn't a problem for you.

Brittany: Well, definitely not. Bobby and I can't wait to get married.

Reverend Palmer: All right. Well, let's get started then.

Bobby: This isn't gonna hurt, is it?

Reverend Palmer: It'll be completely painless, I promise you. Now I have a series of questions here that I'd like you both to answer. It's my way of getting to know you both individually and as a couple, seeing how compatible you are.

Brittany: No worries there. Bobby and I are perfect for each other.

Reverend Palmer: Well, it's obvious you're very much in love, but marriage is about more than, uh, chemistry. It's about wanting the same things out of life, knowing where you're going, and taking that journey together.

Bobby: That's pretty deep.

Reverend Palmer: Yes, it is, which is why marriage is the most important commitment that two people can make. Shall we begin?

Bobby: Let's do it.


J.T.: I really think you should talk to Brittany about this.

Anita: Oh, believe me, I will, but first I'd like to hear your side. Why on earth would you and Brittany say you were getting married? Did you think you could keep my husband and me in the dark forever?

J.T.: No, no, of course not. But it's like Brittany said, you know, she wasn't ready for you to know. I told her it was a bad idea.

Anita: But you went along with it anyway.

J.T.: It wasn't one of my smartest moves.

Anita: Well, I can tell you one thing-- I will not condone this marriage, and that goes double for her father. What?

J.T.: Nothing.

Anita: No, please, if you have something to say, please say it.

J.T.: Okay. I don't like Marsino any more than you do. I think the guy's a sleaze, but this is what Brittany wants.

Anita: She is too young to know what she wants.

J.T.: Hey, weren't you about her age when you married Mr. Hodges?

Anita: That is not the point. Bobby Marsino is nothing but trouble. He runs that awful gentlemen's club, he associates with criminals--

J.T.: And he loves your daughter.

Anita: Don't make me laugh.

J.T.: Hey, I don't buy it any more than you do, but Brittany sure does, and this is her life, and if she wants to mess it up by marrying Marsino, there's nothing we can do to stop it.

Anita: I can't believe what you're saying. You and Brittany have known each other almost your entire lives. You practically grew up together.

J.T.: That doesn't mean she's gonna let me tell her what to do.

Anita: Well, have you tried? Have you told her how insane you think this marriage is?

J.T.: Yes, I have, about a million times, but it doesn't do any good. Her mind's made up.

Anita: Well, you know, I won't accept it, and either should you.

J.T.: Look, I don't know what else to try.

Anita: This marriage does not have to happen, and if you don't do something about it, I will.

J.T.: Well, you better hurry up. Bobby and Brittany are meeting with the minister as we speak.

Anita: Reverend Palmer?

J.T.: Yeah. She said you set up the meeting.

Anita: That's right. I almost for-- do you know where they are?

J.T.: Back at the loft.

Anita: I have to go.

J.T.: Oh, wait, wait. Mrs. Hodges, that...

J.T.: Well, this ought to be good.


Victor: I think if Paul hasn't found anything, it's because there's nothing to find. And if he did, I don't think any good would come of it.

Nikki: Does that mean you're gonna keep standing in my way?

Victor: No, I wonít. (Sighs) I'm much too preoccupied.

Nikki: Yes, I know, with Abby.

Victor: Yeah. I can't begin to tell you how badly I feel that she got injured because of my actions.

Nikki: She's going to be fine. I don't know why you're so upset.

Victor: I don't know. Sometimes I feel that I've failed all my children. Victoria won't even talk to me.

Nikki: Victor, stop it.

Victor: Well, it's true, unless she has called you or sent you e-mails or talked to you. Has she?

Nikki: Don't you think I would have told you if she had?

Victor: I just can't get over the feeling that as a parent, I failed both Victoria and Nicholas. And now that I have a second chance with Abby, I don't want to lose it.


Lily: What are you guys talking about?

Neil: It's nothing important.

Dru: You know, honey, why don't you get yourself some breakfast?

Lily: No, I don't care about breakfast. I want to know what you were arguing about.

Neil: We really weren't arguing.

Dru: We were just having a discussion.

Lily: I know the difference between a discussion and an argument.

Dru: Honey, then you know that my voice carries sometimes.

Lily: It's about Devon, isn't it? You heard something. Well, please, tell me, okay? I really want to know.

Neil: Lily, we really don't want to discuss this.

Lily: Oh, my God. Something's happened, hasn't it?

Dru: No.

Lily: Is he hurt? Is he okay?

Dru: No, honey, it's nothing like that.

Lily: Well, you're hiding something from me. I can tell.

Neil: All right, look, um, some information has come to our attention.

Lily: About Devon?

Dru: Yes.

Lily: What information?

Neil: We'd rather not get into it until we know more and check it out.

Lily: Mom, will you please tell me?

Dru: Absolutely not. You have to trust our judgment on this, Lily, please.

Lily: You know what? Fine, whatever. I don't care.

Dru: Honey! Lily! Neil, you know, maybe we should have told her.

Neil: If she finds out what Devonís been through, she'll feel worse.

Dru: I'm not talking about telling her all the sordid details, but she's been worried about Devon since the get-go. You know, if--

Neil: Drucilla, are you kidding me? We are talking about prostitution here. I refuse to tell her about the accusations that are facing Devon. Besides, she'll blame me even more than she does now.

Dru: Exactly. Neil, I hope that you look long and hard at what you know you can do for this kid. You coming?

Neil: Coming where?

Dru: I'm gonna go down to the Rec Center to meet Lorena Davis when Devon is brought back from Chicago.

Neil: Yeah.


Phyllis: "Dear Neil, I felt it best to wait until cooler heads prevailed."

Phyllis: No, no, no, no.

Phyllis: "Dear Neil, I'd like to apologize for"... Drucilla's bad behavior! (Sighs) ring, Damon, ring! (Knock on door)

Phyllis: Daniel? Daniel? Damon. Damon.

Damon: I hope you don't mind my coming by.

Phyllis: No, please, come in.

Damon: I would have called you, but I thought I owed you more than that. I wanted to apologize.

Phyllis: You don't have to apologize. You don't have to do that. It's good to see you. How you doing, really?

Damon: Um, I brought something to show you.

Phyllis: Okay. What do you want to show me?

Damon: You asked before if I had any pictures of Elias, and you remember, I wasn't-- I wasn't ready. And, uh, would you like to see one now?

Phyllis: Wow. Look at him.

Phyllis: Look at that smile. That smile could light up the universe there.

Damon: It certainly did that.

Phyllis: Look at that sparkle in his eyes. Seeing this picture makes it all more real to me.

Damon: I thought it might. I wasn't sure if I should do that to you.

Phyllis: I'm glad you did. It means a lot to me that you're sharing this with me.

Damon: It's such a terrible thing to share.

Phyllis: Listen, I know that, but maybe with the two of us, it won't be so unbearable.

Damon: This came today.


Lorena: Devon will probably be sent temporarily to juvenile detention until we can get him placed in a group facility.

Dru: Well, is there someone in charge, Ms. Davis, that my husband and I can talk to? We feel largely responsible for Devon running away in the first place.

Lorena: You are speaking with someone in charge, Mrs. Winters.

Dru: Yes, of course. What was I thinking? Ms. Davis, can you give Devon another chance?

Lorena: I'm sorry. It doesn't work that way. Devon Hamilton is now officially back in the system.

Neil: So you're telling us there's nothing we can do?

Lorena: We can't change the rules, Mr. Winters. I'm sorry.

Dru: Are you? Are you sorry, Ms. Davis? Is Devon gonna be another teenager that you throw into a group home, 'cause you don't give a damn?


Victor: Sometimes I wonder what kind of father I really am.

Nikki: You are a good father.

Victor: (Chortles) I think the evidence shows otherwise. You should have seen how Abby clung to Brad Carlton yesterday in the emergency room.

Nikki: I don't say this to hurt you, but he is the only father she's ever known. Of course she's gonna cling to him.

Victor: Nicholas said the same thing to me.

Nikki: Well?

Victor: Where does that leave me? You know, she fell off the damn horse while I was there.

Nikki: She is a very tough little girl, okay? She's not gonna let that affect how she feels about you or the horse. Trust me, she will be back riding in no time.


Reverend Palmer: Now as far as the ceremony, did you have any thoughts?

Brittany: I think we both want something traditional.

Bobby: Yeah, definitely traditional, but nothing too stuffy.

Reverend Palmer: All right. And what about the vows? Anything special in mind?

Brittany: Well...

Bobby: What?

Brittany: Well, I know you and I haven't talked about this, but I thought it would be so romantic if we wrote our own vows.

Bobby: Oh, I don't know about that.

Brittany: Yeah, we could work on it together. It doesn't have to be anything real formal. We could just tell each other how we feel.

Bobby: I'm not real good with words.

Brittany: But that doesn't matter. Whatever you say will be beautiful, because it'll come from your heart.

Reverend Palmer: Let's do this. I brought copies of wedding vows I've used in the past. There's a wide assortment here, so why don't you look them over and see if there's anything you can work with?

Brittany: All right. Thank you.

Reverend Palmer: My pleasure. And I actually have another appointment, so I really should be leaving right now.

Brittany: Well, thank you so much for coming.

Reverend Palmer: Well, it's my pleasure, and we'll be in touch in the next few weeks.

Brittany: Oh, my gosh. I can't believe our wedding is less than a month away. (Knock on door)

Reverend Palmer: Oh, it'll be here before you know it.

Brittany: I'll go get that.

Bobby: Listen, thanks a lot for coming down. It was a pleasure to meet you.

Reverend Palmer: Sure. Great to meet you.

Brittany: Mom!

Anita: Reverend Palmer.

Reverend Palmer: Hello, Anita.

Anita: I'm glad you're still here. I need to have a few words with you.

Reverend Palmer: Is anything the matter?

Anita: Yes, there is. I'm sorry you wasted your time coming over here this morning, but this wedding is never going to happen.


Lorena: They can leave a message on my voice mail. I won't be back in the office until later on today. All right, very good. Thank you.

Dru: Ms. Davis, perhaps I shouldn't have said what I said earlier.

Lorena: You're right. You shouldn't have.

Dru: Yeah, I bet you have dozens and dozens of cases, and I'm sure you care about Devonís welfare.

Lorena: I care about all these kids, and I agree, the system isn't flawless.

Neil: Well, isn't there, um, a way around it, a loophole of some sort?

Lorena: I don't make policy, Mr. Winters. I just enforce it, and unfortunately, at the moment, my hands are tied.

Dru: Well, who makes the silly policies, Ms. Davis, just out of curiosity?

Lorena: Seems to me, Mrs. Winters, that you are the last person who should be criticizing the way Devonís case is being managed.

Dru: And what do you mean by that?

Lorena: The way you handled your desire to foster the boy.

Dru: Oh, I have done nothing but reach out to this kid, shower him with encouragement and love. This is the most attention he's ever had in his entire life.

Lorena: Maybe so, but it was your dishonesty with your husband and with me that led to Devonís disillusionment.

Dru: Um, I fail to see it that way, Ms. Davis.

Lorena: The boy wouldn't have run away if he hadn't felt betrayed.

Neil: I think my wife meant well.

Lorena: So do I, but if she hadn't lied to me, told me that you two were in agreement about becoming foster parents--

Dru: Ms. Davis, I wanted what was best for Devon.

Lorena: I'm sure that's true, but you still lied.

Dru: You see, this is what I was trying to avoid-- this very situation. I was trying to keep Devon out of trouble, okay?

Neil: Honey--

Dru: Trying to protect him.

Lorena: It's the way that you handled it that concerns me.

Dru: Oh, and you and children's services handled it so well?

Neil: Easy, Dru, come on now.

Dru: Yeah, well--

Lorena: He's a troubled young man.

Dru: He's not a troubled young man. Do you know he was eager to improve himself when he was living in our house, Ms. Davis?

Lora: The point is, whatever your good intentions, the end result is Devon is considerably worse off than he was before.

Policeman: Ms. Davis, here is the young man you were looking for.

Dru: Devon...


Phyllis: "The State of Georgia Board of Pardons and Paroles." May I read it? Okay. "Dear Mr. Porter, this letter is to formally notify you that Mr. Dominic Hughes, convicted and sentenced in the fatal shooting of Elias Porter, has petitioned the State of Georgia Board of Pardons and Paroles for pardon from his sentence and immediate parole. You and witnesses you may choose to call who have relevant knowledge of the facts and circumstances of this matter are entitled to appear and present circumstances of this matter, are entitled to appear and present testimony at the hearing, which will take place in the visitor's conference room at the state penitentiary."

Damon: They might let him go free.

Phyllis: That's not gonna happen.

Damon: You don't know that.

Phyllis: You're right. Yore right. I don't know that. Are you gonna go?

Damon: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Yeah? You're going? It's the best thing to do, Damon. You know that. To work within the law-- it's the best thing to do.

Damon: I'm gonna go down there, and I'm gonna testify for one reason, and that is to make sure that that creature, that horror show, stays behind bars.

Phyllis: Okay, and are you prepared if that doesn't happen?


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

Nikki: You've never talked about your past. Why is that?

Anita: Believe me, Reverend, once you hear what I have to say, you're gonna think twice about being part of this wedding.

Damon: Sometimes I think the only way to achieve justice is to make it yourself.

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