Friday Y&R Transcript 11/12/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 11/12/04--Canada; Monday 11/15/04--U.S.A.


By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Neil: My God... you're alive. You're really alive. I can't believe it. All these years I thought you-- I thought you were dead. I never thought I was gonna see you again, and yet here you are in front of me, alive. Look at you. I almost didn't recognize you... except I'd know that face anywhere. It's really you, isn't it? It's my brother, the only one I got. Dear--dear God in heaven, thank you for bringing him home safe. I'm so grateful that... I'm so grateful to God that you're here, that you're alive. Thank you, Jesus.


Phyllis: Conspiracy to commit murder?

Damon: What are you talking about?

Hank: Well, I have reason to believe that you two hatched a plan to kill Dominic Hughes.

Phyllis: Excuse me. I was trying to prevent violence from happening.

Hank: Well, if that was your goal, Ms. Abbott, you did a lousy job, landing two men in the hospital.

Phyllis: Wait a second here.

Hank: Just calm down, ma'am. Just calm down. I'm only trying to sort things out here. Now why don't one of you explain to me how you got yourselves to this point?

Damon: It's rather clear that you already think you know, Detective. Suppose you give us your theory.

Hank: All right. I think you hated Dominic Hughes for years, and you were waiting for the day when you could finally exact revenge for your son's death.

Damon: Go on.

Hank: Hughes comes up for parole. You were almost certain that he'll be released. That's when you made your move. With the help of your girlfriend, you set the guy up, lured him to Genoa City so you could kill him. How am I doing so far, Mr. Porter?


(Door opens and closes)

Nikki: Nicholas, just in time. Can you help me try to latch this bracelet? See?

Nick: Yeah. Look at you.

Nikki: Thanks.

Nick: There you go.

Nikki: Thank you.

Nick: Just came up here to see how you were holding up.

Nikki: Oh, I'm fine. Honey, you don't have to worry about me. Your father deals with things in his own way. I've gotten used to that over the years.

Nick: Well, I was concerned you'd be sitting home alone tonight.

Nikki: Not at all. In fact, I'm on my way out.

Nick: Where are you going, that strip bar?

Nikki: Look, just because my husband goes off like a will-o'-the-wisp doesn't mean I'm gonna stop living my life.


Bobby: Hey, Gina.

Gina: Hi, you two. Bobby, I have everything waiting for you, so if you'll just follow me upstairs...

Brittany: Where are you taking me?

Bobby: Just wait. You'll see.


Woman: J.T.?

J.T.: Hey, Robin.

Robin: Hey, yourself. I didn't know you were a member here.

J.T.: I'm not. My parents are. I just got done working out.

Robin: Yeah, what did you think of that wild party the other night?

J.T.: That was a lot of fun, wasn't it? I haven't partied like that in awhile.

Robin: Yeah. I haven't seen you around. What have you been up to?

J.T.: Oh, just, you know, hanging out. How about you?

Robin: Yeah, same old, same old. I was, um, actually heading to the gym myself, but since you've already been, do you wanna grab a bite?

J.T.: I was actually on my way home.

Robin: Oh, what is the fun in that? Come on. I'm buying.

J.T.: Well, in that case, you're on.


Brittany: Oh, my gosh. How lovely. What is all this?

Gina: The champagne was just poured for your first toast.

Bobby: Thank you, Gina.

Brittany: Will someone please tell me what's going on?

Gina: I think your husband should do that. Bobby, would you like your salad served now?

Bobby: Yeah, um, give us five minutes.

Gina: You got it.

Brittany: Did you do all this?

Bobby: Yeah, I just wanted to do something special for my bride. So how about a toast? To the most beautiful and special, most terrific lady I've ever met--my wife.

Brittany: To the man I'm falling more in love with every day.


Michael: (Groans)

Kevin: Got you some ice.

Michael: Thanks.

Kevin: That's a pretty nasty bruise.

Michael: Well, don't worry. It looks worse than it feels. How's your nose? I nailed you pretty hard that one time.

Kevin: I deserved it. I'm sorry, Mike.

Michael: Stop apologizing. I'll survive.

Kevin: I feel bad, though. I wanted this to be a civilized fight-- you know, fair and square. I don't know. Suddenly, I just lost it and started whaling on you like some crazy person.

Michael: Yeah, I noticed. Maybe it was worth it. You needed to get that out, Kev, all that anger at Tom, all that pent-up rage. You couldn't keep that locked inside forever.

Kevin: Yeah, but this fight was supposed to be about Lauren, not my dad.

Michael: Well, sometimes your subconscious has a way of telling you things.

Kevin: Like what?

Michael: Like it's time to face your past, stop running away from it.


J.T.: Shut up. You did not.

Robin: I did. I swear.

J.T.: You changed your major to premed?

Robin: Yeah.

J.T.: Why?

Robin: Why do you think? I wanna be a doctor.

Mac: Hey, can I get a water, please?

J.T.: Don't doctors have to be, you know, kind of smart?

Robin: What is that supposed to mean?

J.T.: I'm just-- remember that class we had together last year?

Robin: Oh, jazz studies.

J.T.: Yeah. I'm just saying, if it wasn't for me, I think you would have failed.

Robin: So? Like not knowing who Neil Armstrong is means I can't hack it as a doctor.

J.T.: Oh, great. That's--

Robin: What's so funny?

J.T.: Don't you mean, uh, Louis Armstrong?

Robin: Oh, right.

J.T.: Yeah.

Robin: Watch it, buddy. You keep laughing at me, and you're buying me dinner.

J.T.: Oh, all right. So that's how it's gonna work.

Mac: Hey, J.T.

J.T.: Hey, Mac.

Mac: Oh, I know you. You're Robin, right?

Robin: Yeah, and you're Mackenzie?

Mac: Yeah. We're in the same sociology class.

J.T.: That's great.

Mac: This is so funny. I've never seen you outside of class, and now here you are sitting with one of my best friends.

J.T.: Yeah, that's-- that's really cool.


Nick: What makes you think I want you to stop living your life?

Nikki: Honey, I never said I thought you did.

Nick: You know, you already got a job. Why do you need a second one? And more importantly, why does it need to be at that club?

Nikki: What are you saying, that you're ashamed of me?

Nick: I'm not saying that at all, but couldn't you pick something else?

Nikki: I like my job at the club, all right? It makes me smile. I need that, Nicholas. And I think before too long, people will be asking you similar questions.

Nick: Meaning what?

Nikki: Oh, things like, gosh, why do you still wanna keep running a mom-and-pop coffeehouse now that you're the head of Newman Enterprises?

Nick: It's been a heck of a day, hasn't it?

Nikki: It sure has. So with all of these changes, is Sharon gonna forget about that job at Jabot?

Nick: No, I wouldn't ask her to do that.

Nikki: And are you gonna give up the coffeehouse?

Nick: I haven't really thought about it, but probably not.

Nikki: Because you enjoy it. So why do you have a problem with me enjoying what I do?

Nick: It just isn't you.

Nikki: Are you sure about that?


Kevin: I'm running from my past?

Michael: Don't you? When's the last time you talked about your father?

Kevin: I talk about him.

Michael: Do you ever really open up to anyone about what that man put you through, how you feel about him now?

Kevin: No.

Michael: Well, maybe you should. I mean, that fight there-- somethin' snapped. You had an amazing breakthrough. I've never known you to get into your feelings about that son of a bitch that way.

Kevin: Yeah, and I took it out on you.

Michael: Yeah, well, maybe when I regain full consciousness and the searing pain stops, I'll realize that it's okay. You're worth it, and I don't mind.

Kevin: I have hated him for so long. I've been carrying that around with me all my life.

Kevin: Guess I thought it'd always be there, you know? Like it's part of who I am.

Michael: It's not. It's not. It doesn't have to be. You're ready to let that go.

Kevin: Um, I don't know, Mikey. When I think about all the bad things that I've done-- no, I don't beat up on little kids the way Tom did, but... I hurt people.

Kevin: (Sniffles) I've hurt so many people. (Sobs) oh, man, I've done, like, these vicious, terrible things, you know? It makes me feel like Thomas is still a part of me, and I don't think that's ever gonna go away.

Michael: You, my friend, are a changed man.

Michael: You're sorry. You feel regret. You have remorse. That's huge.


Damon: Detective, if you'd like to have this out with me, that's fine. Just leave Phyllis out of it.

Hank: Unfortunately, sir, I can't do that.

Damon: You know she did not know the whole story about my son until just recently.

Hank: I'm aware you two had a serious relationship, even lived together for awhile.

Phyllis: Yeah, so what?

Hank: People have been known to do all sorts of crazy things in the name of love.

Damon: Seems like you've been doing a little homework since I've been in the hospital.

Hank: Sir, are you willing to cooperate?

Phyllis: I can't believe this. Okay, you go ahead and you ask your questions, but, honestly, all these assumptions you're making, they're laughable.

Hank: Let's go back to the period following the shooting of Elias Porter.

Damon: What about it?

Hank: It appears there was no shortage of threats to avenge his death.

Damon: That w-- that was eight years ago.

Hank: What about Ms. Abbott's visit to the prison before he was released?

Phyllis: Uh, aah, I went there to make sure he didn't come to Genoa City.

Hank: Really? Or maybe the truth is, uh, you persuaded him to come here?

Phyllis: And why would I do that, Detective?

Hank: So your boyfriend can have his final showdown. Porter probably would have gone himself, but that would've looked too incriminating.

Damon: You've spoken to Hughes, haven't you?

Damon: You know, Detective, where I come from, a paroled murderer with a handgun isn't much of a reliable source at all. How can you take anything he says seriously?


Neil: I just can't believe it. I can't believe that you're actually alive. You're alive.

Malcolm: No thanks to you.

Neil: Malcolm, I searched for you. I tried. We ran those helicopters until they convinced me that you were gone.

Malcolm: Yeah, sure you did.

Neil: My wife told me that you had a real bad attitude.

Malcolm: Did she? She also tell you that I didn't want to see you again? Neil, why don't you do yourself a favor and disappear?

Neil: Because I'm your brother. I was almost destroyed, believing that I was responsible for your death. And now here you are, alive in front of me. And you think you can come in and out of town without talking to me? See my wife, see my daughter, ignore me? Where's Lily?

Malcolm: Relax, man, she's all right. She's in the ladies' room. Guess she got a little emotional, hangin' out with her dead uncle. She'll be back in a minute, and then you can take her on home. I'm outta here.

Neil: Wait.

Malcolm: Get your hands up off of me.

Neil: We need to talk.

Malcolm: I got nothin' to say to you.

Neil: What about Alex Perez?

Malcolm: I don't want to talk about it.

Neil: You don't want to talk about it, even though you were completely wrong. Even though this big grudge you've been harboring is based on a faulty understanding of something that never, ever took place.

Malcolm: Neil, you can call it a mistake, a misunderstanding, whatever you want. But if you had just stayed the hell away from my fiancée, I wouldn't have lost almost three years of my life.

Malcolm: Do you know what I've thought about every day since that accident? You and me. Neil, all our lives it's been bad karma. I'm your blood, but you never ever really had my back. Oh, we faked it. We faked bein' brothers for a minute, sure we did. Until I got in your way, and what did you do? You left me for dead.

Neil: No, that's not true.

Malcolm: Neil, save it, save it. I got no use for you. You don't exist in my life.

Neil: Come on, wait a minute. We're family. How can you cut me out of your life this way?

Malcolm: Just like this.

Neil: Wait a minute. I don't claim to know everything that you went through. You're not the only one who suffered here. Olivia and Dru, Lily and Nate-- I had to pick up the pieces for you when I came back with Nate. They all grieved. We all did. And me, I was so twisted, I didn't know which way to turn. When that search team in Africa told me that you were gone, I thought my life was over. A part of my life was over.

Malcolm: Right. Neil, let's look at your life. You got a big job, you got a beautiful little girl, and you got Drucilla standing right by your side. Oh, your life is real rough. Looks like you got along just fine without me.


Nikki: You know me as your mother, but you don't really know other aspects of me. I'm not the kind of person to sit around crying over a man who takes off whenever he feels like it.

Nick: I don't want you to do that, either.

Nikki: Look, my job at the club is like an escape for me. It helps me deal with the stress that I'm under.

Nick: You know what? All right, if this is what you feel like you gotta do for yourself, then-- then go ahead.

Nikki: Well, thanks. And just so you know, you don't have to worry. I love your father very much. He loves me. My family, my job--it's gonna help me get through this, and when your father comes home, we're gonna work it all out. All right? In the meantime, I'm not about to put on a black dress and stand by the window, wringing my hands.

Nick: You've made that very clear, and I don't want that, either.

Nikki: Good. (Gasps) I'm gonna be late. I have to go.

Nick: Have a good night, Mom.

Nikki: All right, honey. And listen, congratulations. You're gonna do great things. I'll see you later.

Nick: Bye.


J.T.: So, Mac, what are you doing here?

Mac: Oh, I was at home studying, and there's nothing in the fridge. I got this craving for Gina’s vegetarian lasagna. So how do you guys know each other?

Robin: Uh, we had a class together last year. (Cell phone rings)

Mac: That's cool.

Robin: Oh, okay. (Rings)

Robin: I need to answer this. I'll be right back, okay?

J.T.: Sure.

Robin: Okay. (Rings)

Mac: That's so funny that you know robin. Small world, huh?

J.T.: Yeah, yeah, a very small world.


Neil: Listen, Malcolm, you don't know what it took, how hard I struggled to get to where I am right now. The pain was so bad. It was so unbearable, I became an alcoholic.

Neil: I lost my job. I lost everything. The pain of losing you just wouldn't go away. It was always there. It was always with me, the sense of loss.

Malcolm: How about guilt?

Neil: Yeah, you're damn right, the guilt. It was with me constantly, morning, noon and night, and that's why I drank it all away, morning, noon and night. And thank God that Drucilla and Lily came back when they did and saved what was left of my miserable life, or I'd be a dead man right now.

Neil: Malcolm, that's what your death meant to me. That's what it did to me.

Malcolm: That was beautiful.

Neil: That's all right. You can be cynical. You can have an attitude. I love you, man, in spite of yourself. But if you think it's gonna make me turn my back on you, or make me not care about you, if you think it's gonna make me not want you in my life, you better think again, 'cause that's not gonna happen. Time they said there was the possibility I could be terminal in eight months.

Lily: Hey, Daddy. I'm so glad you found us. Isn't it incredible having Uncle Malcolm back with us?

Neil: Yeah, it sure is.

Malcolm: Lily, you all right?

Lily: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. It's just... I'm so happy that I'm actually getting a chance to know you, you know? It's like a miracle.

Neil: It is a miracle.

Lily: So, Dad, have you eaten? 'Cause we just had our salads. So why don't you order something, and we can all have dinner together?

Neil: Honey, I hope you understand that, uh... I'm a little overwhelmed right now. I really can't think about food.

Lily: Well, then, just sit down with us, you know? I mean, we have so much to celebrate. Here, I'll get another chair. Hold on.

Lily: So, Uncle Malcolm, I forgot to ask-- where are you staying?

Malcolm: Uh, Lily, uh, I'm just passin' through. I'm not sure how much longer I'm gonna be in town.

Lily: What? No, you just got home. You can't leave. Wait, I know. Why don't you just stay with us?


Mac: So what's the deal? You and Robin on a date?

J.T.: No, we just ran into each other here.

Mac: Oh, cool.

J.T.: Mac, you know, I'm not tryin' to be rude, but it would be kinda cool if you took off right now.

Mac: Oh, right. Y-yeah, you want to be alone with her, sure.

J.T.: Yeah, it's like, I'm just thinkin' I'm gonna get somewhere with this girl, you know?

Mac: Yeah, yeah, no problem. Um, so you, uh, do your thing.

J.T.: All right, no hard feelings, right?

Mac: I'm just gonna be at the bar, waitin' for my lasagna. Um, you and robin have fun. I'll see you back at the loft.

J.T.: Yeah, don't wait up, okay? 'Cause I'm kinda hopin' this is a late one.

Mac: Okay, well, on that note... uh, good luck.


Hank: It doesn't matter who I talk to, but I assure you, my sources are credible.

Damon: If a felon with a gun is your source, you got a tough row to hoe, Detective.

Hank: Easy, Mr. Porter. I'm willing to listen to your side of the story.

Phyllis: Why don't you believe me? Last thing I wanted was for Hughes to show up in town. I knew how Damon would react to that, but once he got here, everything changed.

Hank: You're talkin' about the night at the motel?

Phyllis: No, I'm talking about before that. He wanted to apologize. He assured us he was a changed man. He said--I don't know, he gave us some sob story that he wanted to help inner-city gangs, and like idiots, we bought it.

Hank: Still makes no sense. Why would Hughes purposely seek out a man he's been warned might try to hurt him?

Phyllis: He claimed he couldn't live with himself until he tried to make amends.

Damon: But when Phyllis got to the motel room, she found out that was all a ruse.

Hank: You still haven't explained why you were at his motel room.

Phyllis: We believed that mr. Hughes was leaving Genoa City, and I went there to give him some money for his travel expenses.

Hank: Then why did Mr. Porter show up, armed to the teeth?

Damon: I told you, I had this feeling Phyllis might be in danger.

Phyllis: And he was right, I was in danger. If Damon hadn't shown up... Dominic Hughes fully intended to kill me.

Hank: Did he? Or did you go to that motel room with money so you could stall Hughes until Damon got there? If Dominic Hughes hadn't pulled out that gun, he's the one who would have been killed.


Robin: What's the matter? Mackenzie got tired of talking to us?

J.T.: No, she just wanted to be alone.

Robin: So you two seem pretty close.

J.T.: Well, we're not together, if that's what you're askin'.

Robin: Were you ever?

J.T.: No, no, we were just, you know, really good friends from high school and now we're roommates.

Robin: Oh.

J.T.: "Oh"? Oh, what? What's oh?

Robin: She's nice, but she seems kind of... I don't know, different.

J.T.: Yeah, you know, she is, but that's what I like about her-- she's not like other girls.

Robin: Well, what about me? Am I like other girls?

J.T.: Well, I don't know. I don't know you that well.

Robin: Maybe we should change that.

J.T.: Yeah, I think we definitely should change that.


Brittany: Excuse me, could I please have some club soda? Oh, Mac, I didn't see you.

Mac: Hey, Britt.

Brittany: Are you here by yourself?

Mac: Yeah, just came to pick up some veggie lasagna to go. It's taking forever, though. You here with Bbobby?

Brittany: Uh, I was. He planned this incredible private dinner for me in the Founders' room, but then he had to go to work.

Mac: Oh, that's too bad.

Brittany: Who's that girl with J.T.?

Mac: Her name's Robin. She goes to G.C.U.

Brittany: Oh, it looks like he's on the prowl.

Mac: So what? I mean, after all the time he put in in helping you with your wedding, it's no wonder he wants to go out and have some fun.

Brittany: You're defending him? Oh, no. Mac, you're not...

Mac: I'm not what?

Brittany: You're not interested in J.T., Are you? Don't waste your time. You want somebody who can commit, and that guy will never give his heart to anyone.

Mac: He loved Colleen.

Brittany: The exception that proves the rule. Anyway, I really think that was just some kind of infatuation. Look, Mac, he's cute, he could be a lot of fun, but don't ever expect anything more from J.T. Hellstrom. It's just not in his makeup.


(Knock on door)

Nikki: Oh, hiding out back here, are you?

Bobby: Oh, the face is familiar. Do I know you?

Nikki: Excuse me?

Bobby: Yeah, were we friends or somethin'?

Nikki: Well, I like to think so.

Bobby: Hmm, 'cause, you know, all my friends were at my wedding, and I don't particularly remember you being there.

Nikki: Oh, is that what this is about? I'm sorry. Were you devastated?

Bobby: Yeah, I almost called the whole thing off.

Nikki: I really am sorry. Something came up. It couldn't be helped.

Bobby: Hmm, well, I hope it was a good something. But I'm not lettin' you off the hook that easy. You okay?

Nikki: Yes, just, um, a lot of upheaval in my life lately. Nothing I can't handle.

Bobby: Well, if you need somethin', you let me know.

Nikki: I was just about to ask you that. Are there things around here that need doing, because I have a little free time on my hands?

Bobby: Yeah? What happened? You break up with the billionaire?

Nikki: No, though it kinda feels like it. He's away on some mysterious personal quest. I don't know when he's coming back.

Bobby: Well, in that case, we'll have to get you in some trouble while he's away.

Nikki: That's never hard for me.  


Lily: Yeah, it's perfect. You know, we have all this room now. Will you come home with us tonight, please? I know Mom will love it too, if you stay.

Malcolm: Lily, look, it just wouldn't work.

Lily: Yeah, but why not?

Malcolm: A lot of reasons.

Lily: Well, Dad, don't you think that it'll work?

Neil: Honey, I think that we have to give Malcolm a little space. If he says it's not gonna work, let's not push him.

Lily: What? Do you guys not want to be together or something? I mean, come on, we all thought Uncle Malcolm was dead, and now he's here, talking to us. It's amazing.

Malcolm: Hey, sweetheart, look, I'm just checkin' in. I just wanted to come see you, let you know I was all right.

Lily: No, no, we just found you again. You can't just leave. Please stay. Please.

Malcolm: Hey, how about we make a deal? Look at me. I won't leave town without comin' to see you again.

Lily: You promise?

Malcolm: I promise. Now look, I gotta go.

Lily: Wait, we haven't had dinner yet.

Malcolm: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Didn't I just make you a promise, hmm, hmm?

Lily: Yeah, I know.

Malcolm: Now see, don't go poutin' on me. Come on, give your uncle some sugar. Mm-hmm. Now give me a smile? Yeah, that's right. I'll see you when I see you, half-pint.

Lily: Okay.

Malcolm: Good night.

Neil: (Sighs) Lily, I'm sorry.

Lily: Yeah, I'm sorry, too. Why couldn't you just help persuade Malcolm to stay with us? I mean, you could have tried a little harder to make him feel welcome.

Neil: I did try, before you got here. I think Uncle Malcolm has some personal issues that he needs to work through.

Lily: Still, Dad, he is your brother. How can you just let him leave like that?


Damon: Is that what Hughes is telling you, that I went to his motel to kill him?

Hank: It's a much more plausible scenario than one where you forgave the man who gunned down your only child-- I mean, to the point where you were showering him with cash gifts.

Phyllis: I can't believe this. There must be some way of showing that we're telling the truth. I just... wait a second. How about when I went to go talk to Dominic Hughes at the prison? I mean, maybe-- maybe they recorded it or videotaped it. I hear they do that sometimes.

Hank: I put a request in to the Georgia authorities for any tapes or recordings, if they exist, but I wouldn't hold your breath.

Damon: Hughes is lyin'.

Hank: For your sake, Mr. Porter, I hope so. Look, uh, all I want is the truth, and until I have it, I suggest neither of you leave town.

Damon: I look like I'm goin' anyplace real soon?

Phyllis: Detective, if you're planning on making a case against us with this flimsy circumstantial evidence, you should think again.

Hank: Are you threatening me, Ms. Abbott?

Phyllis: Oh, no. No.

Hank: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: But if you recall, you arrested me once before.

Hank: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: You know, for that ridiculous pool house incident. You remember? I was vindicated. You recall? So if you pursue this, you're gonna end up with egg on your face... again.

Hank: Yeah, whatever. Time will tell. We'll talk again, I'm sure. Good night.

Damon: His ridiculous theory will never hold up.

Phyllis: I don't know, Damon. To someone who wasn't there, our story sounds pretty far-out, doesn't it?

Phyllis: And I've learned from personal experience that the truth doesn't always save you, particularly not from a man like Detective Weber, who thinks he has all the answers. I'm scared. I'm really scared. What if we can't prove we're innocent? What's going to happen to us then?


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

Neil: I'm gonna teach you how to appreciate things.

Devon: And how do you plan on doing that?

Bobby: You' re incredible.

Brittany: Who's incredible?

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