Tuesday Y&R Transcript 11/16/04

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 11/23/04--Canada; Wednesday 11/24/04--USA


By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Gloria: Michael, you've had your little say, you've given me your lecture, now go.

Michael: In a minute.

Gloria: No, Michael, now.

Michael: Would you just mark my words, this little scam of yours is gonna blow up in your face.

Gloria: You're the one who's gonna be sorry if you don't leave.

Michael: Gloria, I am telling you for the--

John: Baldwin, what on earth are you doing here?

Gloria: Oh.

Michael: Hello, John. Welcome back from your cruise. Or should I say your secret honeymoon?

John: Who told you?

Michael: I ran into Jack. Congratulations. You're a lucky man, but I have to say, I thought that the first time I saw you at the harvest ball together. I must say, she's a lovely woman. I can definitely see how you fell for her.

John: So you're telling me that you drove all the way over here at this hour to congratulate me? Now, Baldwin, I can see you walking up to me at a party, as you did recently, and making a pest of yourself, but this, no. This makes no sense.

Michael: Well, actually, it does. I am here for a very, very good reason. One that will surprise you no end.

John: Really?


Brad: I appreciate that you respected my privacy and didn't open this, Nikki.

Nikki: Well, are you gonna open it?


Olivia: Don't have a cow, little sister.

Dru: You cannot let Malcolm move up in here.

Olivia: What is your problem?

Dru: Are you having selective amnesia?

Olivia: What are you talking about?

Dru: Did you forget what you went through with the man?

Olivia: It wasn't all that bad. In fact, I remember some wonderful times with Malcolm. Yeah, with Nate when we were all a family.

Dru: Oh, my goodness.

Olivia: What?

Dru: Do you really expect Malcolm to move in with you and play house? Let me tell you something, that ship has sailed, and it sank.


Lily: So do you mind if we sit down?

Malcolm: No, of course not. Come on.

Lily: Okay.

Malcolm: So what are you youngsters up to?

Lily: Nothing much. Just finished dinner a little while ago-- our first with Devon as an official member of our family.

Malcolm: Foster brother, huh? Thought you said it wasn't goin' down like that.

Devon: Yeah, well, uh, Lily's dad, he changed his mind. He came through for me after all.

Malcolm: But when we talked at the Rec center, you said you weren't really feelin' Neil Winters. What gives?

Lily: Oh, so that's what you two were doing, talking trash about my daddy.

Devon: Well, I admit, Lil, I was being a bit of a jerk.

Lily: No, don't worry about it. Believe me, I wasn't too happy with him, either, thinking that you should go to that group home.

Devon: Well, it was a close call, I'll tell you that.

Lily: Yeah, it was. It was really weird. My dad just did a complete turnaround, told Devon that he was coming home with us instead. He shocked everyone.

Malcolm: Glad things worked out.

Lily: Yeah. My dad's a pretty good guy when he wants to be. You may not always see it, but it's true.


Kay: Oh, my God. I-I didn't see you there.

Arthur: Who's the lucky guy you're dancing with, Katherine?

Kay: Well, um, I was pretending it was you. Do you remember that song?

Arthur: Oh, indeed I do. We danced to it many, many times.

Kay: Oh, yes, made some wonderful, wonderful memories.

Arthur: Uh-huh, for me, too.

Kay: Why are you here? You change your mind? You want to move back in?

Arthur: No.

Kay: No?

Arthur: I just wanted to see you, darling.

Kay: Well, should I take that to mean you miss me? Hmm?

Arthur: I wonder how it's possible, Katherine, that I could love you even more today than I did the day I asked you to marry me.

Kay: Oh, I don't know.

Arthur: (Chuckles)


Harrison: Hello. Could you, uh, make this quick? I had a long day at the hospital.

Jill: Thank you for meeting me, Mr. Bartlett.

Harrison: Well, you know, I don't know why I bother because you've already, uh, decided that I'm some sort of crackpot here.

Jill: No, I havenít. I haven't decided anything. I am a complete wreck here. That's why I'm asking you, for the last time, is this some sort of vindictive game you've been playing to get back at Arthur?

Harrison: Didn't we just have this conversation? Why would I suddenly just change my story?

Jill: I don't know. I just thought maybe if asked you--

Harrison: Look--no, no, I know what you want me to say. But I'm not gonna make it easy on Arthur to find happiness. Or kill another wife, for that matter.

Jill: He didn't--

Harrison: How do you know that? Do you know that for a fact? 'Cause if you've got some kind of a crystal ball that's so accurate, why are you trying to get me to change my story, huh?


Dru: You look fabulous.

Olivia: Thank you, Dru. I so needed to hear that.

Dru: I'm just trying to give you a much-needed dose of reality.

Olivia: You know, for your information, Malcolm is the one who is desperate to see Nate, okay? I had to make him promise he'd wait till after the semester.

Dru: Right. And in the meantime, you figure you'll get yourself a little somethin'-somethin' on the side.

Olivia: Why don't you get your mind out of the gutter? Okay, I barely know the man anymore.

Dru: Well, I'm sure you wouldn't waste any time getting to know him all over again, Liv, right?

Olivia: Why do you keep insisting that I'm lusting after him?

Dru: First of all, he's fine. You're human. But could you find someone with a little less baggage?

Olivia: Hmm, you know, I can think of one reason why you may be upset that Malcolmís in town. In fact, I can think of two. Maybe you have feelings for the man yourself.

Dru: Oh, don't be absurd. I'm a happily married woman.

Olivia: Then maybe it's because of something that you've been trying to push out of your mind for years. (Cell phone rings)

Olivia: Go ahead and take that. I'll be right back.

Dru: Hello.

Lily: Hey, Mom, it's me. I just, uh, forgot to leave you a note that Devon and I are here at Crimson Lights. Oh, and uncle Malcolm is here, too.

Dru: Oh, really? Um, well, don't be too long. You know you have school tomorrow.

Lily: Okay, bye.


Malcolm: Whenever I look at you and talk about the baby, I can see it in your face. It's all in your eyes.

Dru: You see what?

Malcolm: How afraid you are that this baby might not be my--

Dru: Don't you dare say that. Don't you dare say that.

Malcolm: Look, Dru, nobody wants this child to be my brother's more than I do.

Dru: This is Neilís baby.

Malcolm: And I agree, I agree. Just listen to me, okay? No matter what, this baby is his son or daughter, and that's the way it's gonna be.

Dru: Are you finished?

Malcolm: I just want you to know where I'm comin' from, that I ain't gonna do nothin' to interfere with you and Neil. I would never do that.

Dru: I know that's right. And don't think I'm not gonna go down there and get that paternity test as soon as I can.

Malcolm: But why?

Dru: To prove it! To prove that this is Neilís baby.

Malcolm: No, Dru, Dru, please don't do it.


Olivia: Dru.

Dru: What?

Olivia: Where were you, honey? You seemed like you were a million miles away.


Lily: So anyway, my mom and dad are gonna straighten Devon out.

Devon: Yeah, that's right. They're gonna transform me from a street punk into Americaís first black president, huh?

Lily: Hey, you never know. It could happen.

Devon: Yeah, right, Lil.

Lily: Well, at least you're gonna graduate from high school.

Devon: Yeah, well, I better graduate from high school or your mom will kill me.

Lily: Yes, she would. She has her heart set on you going to college.

Devon: Yeah, I know. That lady dreams real big.

Malcolm: What's so big about it? You ain't foolin' anybody. You're a smart kid.

Devon: Yeah, well, who says, man?

Lily: I've been telling you that all along.

Malcolm: Listen, believe it or not, and I'm not tryin' to preach to you, you can do whatever you want. You just gotta be willing to pay your dues.

Lily: You see? I told you.

Devon: Yeah, well, you know, I've never really been big on school, though.

Malcolm: Well, there are other directions you can take besides going to college.

Lily: Uh, not in my house there arenít.

Malcolm: Lily, don't get me wrong. I think school's a good thing. But there's ways to get knowledge aside from sticking your nose in a bunch of books.

Lily: Yeah, but college is something that every kid should do if they have the opportunity, and my parents strongly believe that.

Malcolm: And I understand why. Look, all I'm saying is that as seriously as you commit to hitting the books, you gotta commit to having a life, too. You learn from the world what classrooms and books can't teach you.


Brad: Nikki, in your heart of hearts, you still believe the answer to your mystery is in this envelope?

Nikki: You tell me. Is it?

Brad: No, it isnít. And you'll have to take that on faith.

Nikki: If you're not Charles Cassen, why did you change your name?

Brad: There are lots of reasons court records can be sealed other than a name change.

Nikki: Well, I hope that my bringing you this envelope unopened puts our friendship on a better footing.

Brad: I think time has proven that no matter how I feel about Victor, you and I will always be friends.

Nikki: Thank you. Good friends are hard to come by.

Brad: Listen, I, uh, need to get back to the kitchen before everything gets burned.

Nikki: I understand. Have a good evening. You don't have to see me out. I know, very busy in the kitchen.

Brad: Drive carefully, Nikki.

Nikki: Thank you.


Jill: Look, let's forget about Arthur, okay? I want to tell you about Katherine.

Harrison: What about her?

Jill: This is a woman who has not had a very easy time in her life.

Harrison: Who has?

Jill: She hasn't been lucky in love, she has battled alcoholism twice, she's had several very bad losses. All right, she's made some mistakes, okay? But underneath it all, she is a wonderful, caring woman.

Harrison: What's your point?

Jill: She's getting older, and she has just reunited with the first love in her life, okay? Do you know what a miracle that is? Come on. She deserves some happiness.

Harrison: I'm sure she does.

Jill: Even if you can't get past your anger at Arthur, could you at least think of Katherine? Don't punish an innocent woman because you want your stepfather to suffer.

Harrison: I had a mother, too, once, you know? Just like you. She--she loved me.

Jill: I know that. And you lost her, and I'm sorry.

Harrison: No, no, I didn't lose her, your father killed her in cold blood, you know? And that has been eating away at me, and every time I find a little bit of proof, it kind of slips through my fingers, you know, like dust. So that's why I had to do something to get you to understand the truth of what we're--

Jill: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What do you mean, you had to do some-- did you do something, Harrison? Did you sign those insurance papers? Did you forge Arthurís handwriting and put them in the back of his desk? I will not be angry at you. But I need to know what's true and what's not.

Harrison: It's a long walk down that driveway in the dark.


Kay: You seem very melancholy this evening, Arthur.

Arthur: "Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these-- it might have been."

Kay: Why on earth are you quoting me Whittier?

Arthur: Oh, it just popped into my mind for some reason.

Kay: Arthur, are you all right?

Arthur: You do know how much you mean to me, don't you, Katherine?

Kay: Oh, yes, of course, you tell me so often. But I feel the same way about you.

Arthur: I have so many things to be thankful for-- sharing a part of my life with you, having our daughter Jill. It's been more than any man could ask for.

Kay: You talk as if...

Arthur: As if what?

Kay: As if you want to say something more.


Nikki: Wake up.


Bobby: Where have you been?

Nikki: I had business to attend to. Where have you been, dream boy?

Bobby: The Williams guy shows up, and you take off without a word. Something going with you two that I should know about?

Nikki: Oh, will you stop implying the ridiculous? What are you doing sleeping on the job?

Bobby: Well, you know, this whole newlywed thing has kind of taken it out of me, not that I'm complaining.

Nikki: Oh, here we go.

Bobby: And besides, the club closed early. This cabaret crowd's a whole different kettle of fish.

Nikki: Well, we're dealing with couples who want to get home at a decent hour. Speaking of which, where's Mrs. Marsino?

Bobby: Oh, Brittany went to hang out with her friends, you know, unwind from the show.

Nikki: Hmm.

Bobby: You gonna tell me what's going on with you?

Nikki: Bobby, it's not exactly light conversation.

Bobby: Well, that's fine. I'm a good listener either way.


John: All right, what surprise?

Michael: Frankly, I'm here to make a sales pitch.

John: Baldwin, I can't think of anything that you're selling that I would be remotely interested in buying.

Gloria: Well, I tried to explain to him that this isn't a good time, but--

Michael: Please, please, please, hear me out. You'll be glad you did.

John: All right, make it quick.

Michael: Thank you, John. Now from the moment I heard the news from Jack, I thought-- indeed, I felt a responsibility to point out that a new marriage, particularly late in life, carries with it certain implications in the realm of estate planning.

John: Implications?

Michael: Yes, I mean, as you undoubtedly know, John, under the current tax code, providing for your loved ones can result in a trust document the size of the New York phone directory, and if the laws change--

John: Baldwin, please. Where the hell are you going?

Michael: Well, I merely wanted to point out that we at Baldwin, Williams & Associates are extremely well-versed in these issues, and we stand ready to help you protect your wealth, to ensure that it's handed down, in due time, of course, in an orderly and efficient manner with as little as possible going to the government, god bless their greedy little souls. And of course, to anyone you don't think is strictly deserving.

John: Well, I am very well taken care of in that regard.

Michael: Oh, I'm sure you are. I don't doubt that for a minute, John, but a new set of eyes looking over your, you know, your overall picture, you know, hidden weaknesses, things that weren't taken into consideration, opportunities for someone to thwart your intentions, get ahold of more of your estate than you were intending.


Brad: So that's their final word? (Doorbell rings)

Brad: Yeah. No, I know, I know, I know. Thanks for trying, Harvey. I appreciate it. Oh, no, listen, you don't have to say that. I know you did. I'll be in touch. Thanks.

Ashley: Hi.

Brad: Hi.

Ashley: Sorry to interrupt.

Brad: That was Harvey Robinson on the west coast.

Ashley: No luck, huh?

Brad: No. The line keeps getting longer and longer-- banks and investors with no interest in lending jabot even one more nickel.

Ashley: Well, maybe Christmas sales will finally put us over the top.

Brad: Ash, those profits have already been spent on interest we're paying on loans we already have. You know what? That's enough business for one day.

Ashley: It felt weird ringing the doorbell.

Brad: It feels weird living here without you, but that's how it has to be.

Brad: So Abby will be down in a few minutes for your visit.

Ashley: Good.

Brad: Have you eaten?

Ashley: No, why?

Brad: Well, I put together a little pre-Thanksgiving dinner. I thought we could celebrate together for Abbyís sake.

Ashley: Oh, dinner, really?

Brad: Yeah. She had something to eat after school to tide her over. It's not a big meal.

Ashley: Well, that sounds lovely, unexpected.

Brad: I think it's important that Abby feels like she still has a family, you know, that we can have fun and be festive, especially during the holidays.

Ashley: Yeah, it's her favorite time of year. Mine too.

Brad: Ash, listen, if--

Ashley: No, you know what? You're right. You're absolutely right. This is the least we can do for our little girl. I wish I'd thought of it. I'm glad you did. It's just, I've been so...

Brad: You okay?

Ashley: Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm just tired. I'm totally drained. Going to my father's was supposed to be an oasis, someplace I could go to get my life together, and instead I'm just so angry.

Brad: Why? What's going on?

Ashley: You know, I hadn't walked in the door, I hadn't even been there for more than an hour when who comes home fresh from their cruise, married?

Brad: What? John and Gloria? You're kidding me.

Ashley: I wish I was kidding. She did it. That little gold digger won. She found a way to worm herself into our family just when I needed a little peace and quiet.

Brad: Now you have a new Mrs. Abbott in your face.

Ashley: Oh, please, don't call her that. It's bad enough that I have to live under the same roof. She keeps going on and on, how we have to try to get along for my father's sake. I know that she would kill me in a second if she thought she could get away with it.


Lily: Thanks for the drinks, Uncle Malcolm.

Malcolm: Well, it's the least I could do for my favorite niece. I guess that makes you my nephew now, right?

Devon: Yeah, that's right. I guess it does.

Malcolm: So talk to me. Is this where all the cool people hang out?

Lily: The cool people? Well, I don't know about that, but, yeah, a lot of the kids hang out here and lately the Rec center.

Devon: So yo, man, tell us a little about Africa.

Lily: Hmm.

Malcolm: You want to know about Africa?

Devon: Yeah.

Lily: Mm-hmm.

Malcolm: Well, what can I tell you? It's one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen in my life, but it's also one of the saddest.

Devon: How long were you there?

Malcolm: It seems like a lifetime.

Lily: Did you ever see any, like, giraffes or hippos?

Malcolm: Yeah, yeah, of course I did, Lily. They were everywhere, just like squirrels and chipmunks in the parks out here.

Devon: What about lions?

Malcolm: Lions? That's a story all in itself.


Dru: I was thinking about Malcolm. You know, we've been through a lot over the years together.

Olivia: Yeah, especially that one time in particular.

Dru: But that was a long time ago. Neil and I were divorced. It was just a fling.

Olivia: I'm talking about a time years before that.

Dru: I don't want to talk about that.

Olivia: Come on, Dru, no one knows except you, Malcolm and me.

Dru: Liv, I said I don't want to talk about that.

Olivia: Fine. Just stop trying to push Malcolm out of town because of one incident that you can't get out of your mind.

Dru: I told you. I was concerned about the way Malcolm was staring at Lily's photographs.

Olivia: I think it's in your imagination.

Dru: I think it's not, and I wish you'd stop minimizing the situation just 'cause you have heat for Malcolm.

Olivia: Look, I don't have heat for Malcolm.

Dru: Oh, yes, you do. Keep telling yourself that. Maybe you'll start believing it.

Olivia: Okay, you know what? You have nothing to worry about.

Dru: (Chuckles) really?

Olivia: Malcolm's lived in Genoa City for years, and never once has he ever mentioned what happened.

Dru: I am not gonna rely on what did or didn't happen in the past. Malcolm is a different person today. He's like a stranger.

Olivia: Look, honey, I'm sorry, but if Malcolm needs or wants a place to stay, I'm not gonna turn him away. I canít. I-I won't do that.


Nikki: It all began when Victor started working on the Rec center.

Bobby: The one down on Market Street?

Nikki: Yeah. It used to be the old consolidated paint factory. My father worked there when I was a kid. When I walked in there to visit Victor, I had such an uneasy feeling.

Bobby: Hmm, conjured up some old memories?

Nikki: More like repressed memories. I started having nightmares.

Bobby: What, about your old man?

Nikki: Yeah, and about this little boy that I used to know.

Bobby: Wait a minute. Did he do anything to you?

Nikki: No, it's nothing like that. He was my best friend. Anyway, one day I climbed up into our closet, and I got my father's gun. I was 5 years old. I didn't see any danger in it.

Bobby: Yeah, but where was your father this whole time?

Nikki: Oh, he was right there, drunk, passed out on the couch.

Bobby: Don't tell me he was stupid enough to leave a loaded gun lying around the house.

Nikki: It went off accidentally, and I killed my best friend.

Bobby: But, Nikki, you were just a kid yourself. What happened when the cops came?

Nikki: I don't think that they did. All I remember is my father ordering me to forget that it happened, and he threatened me with all these dire consequences if I ever told a soul. I just... I just pushed it down so deep that when I walked in the Rec center that day with Victor, it truly was the first time I had remembered it.

Bobby: Wow. That's a lot of heavy stuff to be carrying around all these years.

Nikki: Yeah. Well, it explains a lot-- the person that I became, the choices that I made. I guess that permanently takes me off the pedestal you had me on.


Jill: You're admitting it? You're admitting that you planted those papers in Arthurís desk?

Harrison: Well, I was worried, sick at heart that you might have to go through what I went through. I did this for you. You know, if he struck again, I just felt that-- if you felt my conviction, you would understand.

Jill: I believe you, Harrison.

Harrison: You do? Well, then you've got to do something to stop your mother from marrying him before it's too late.

Jill: No, no, no, I'm not stopping anything.

Harrison: What are you talking about? You told me you believed me.

Jill: Oh, I do believe you. I believe that you're sincere. I believe you think that Arthur killed your mother and that you came to Genoa City to warn Katherine.

Harrison: What are you saying?

Jill: What I'm saying is that you failed. Even with your phony evidence, all you could get out of me was a twinge of suspicion, okay? Because I know Arthur Hendricks, and he is no killer. He is exactly what he seems to be. He is a gentle, sweet, caring man.

Harrison: No, he isnít. You are making a big mistake here!

Jill: I don't think I am.

Harrison: Yes, you are.

Jill: No, I'm not. Oh, my God, and now that I know that you are capable of planting phony evidence, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off me, and I can put all my suspicions to rest. And I'll tell you something else. I'll tell you what the truth is. The truth is you need help, and all I feel is pity for you.

Harrison: Now you listen. I know what I know, and someday you will know, too. Tragically, you'll know that!

Harrison: You'll know. Yes, you will.


Arthur: All I'm trying to tell you, my darling, is how much I love you.

Kay: I love you, too. I really do. You know, I never realized how empty my life was until you walked back into it.

Arthur: Maybe it's true what they say. Absence really does make the heart grow fonder, because I never forgot you. You were always in my heart all those years we were separated.

Kay: Oh, Arthur, you are so full of romantic thoughts and talk tonight.

Arthur: Well, my declarations of affection seem so inadequate.

Kay: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I have an idea for a wonderful surprise, all right? Now you just sit right there. Now don't follow me. No, you stay right there, and I'll be right back. In fact, I'll be back before you can say, "I missed you, Katherine." All right? No, donít. Okay? Stay right there.


Malcolm: So I'm creeping to the door. And I'm not really worried about it, because I'm just thinking it's the wind knocking stuff around, right? But sure enough, I walk outside and standing there in front of me is one of the biggest lions I've ever seen in my life, just looking at me crazy.

Lily: Oh, ho! What did you do?

Malcolm: Lily, your uncle ain't crazy. I ran like hell and slammed the door.

Lily: (Laughs)

Devon: (Laughs) is that why you got that tattoo?

Malcolm: Oh, this. Um, yeah, partly. I wanted something to remind me of my time in Africa, a symbol that represented the last three years of my life and everything I've been through.

Lily: Wow.

Dru: Hey.

Lily: Hey. Mom, what are you doing here?

Dru: Well, I thought I'd stop by and give you kids a ride home.

Lily: Oh, well, do we have to go now? 'Cause we're having fun.

Devon: Yeah, Malcolmís telling us about his adventures.

Dru: Yeah, well, um, I'm gonna borrow Indiana Jones here, okay? You kids finish up your drinks, and you've got school tomorrow. Malcolm.

Malcolm: I'll be back.

Lily: Okay.


Bobby: Nikki, this wasn't your fault. Your father should never have had a loaded gun in the house in the first place.

Nikki: Well, he covered the whole thing up. To this day, it's considered a cold case with the Genoa City Police Department.

Bobby: This is what's been weighing on you?

Nikki: Yes.

Bobby: Well, what are you gonna do now to make things better for yourself?

Nikki: I need to find the family and tell them what really happened.

Bobby: That's why you hired the private eye?

Nikki: It affected so many lives. If I can give them some closure, it might help me find peace.

Bobby: Well, good for you. I hope you find them, but I've had some tough experiences of my own, things you can't make sense of that you know have affected your whole life. And I gotta tell you, I don't think that I'd want to know the whole story. 'Cause when something messes you up this much, there's nothing you can hear that's gonna fix it.


John: Now you said my recent marriage made you think of this? Are you suggesting in any way that Gloria married me--

Michael: Oh, heavens, no. I'm not suggesting anything about anybody. I told you, John. I'm here to make a sales pitch. I know you don't like me personally, but I also know that you're an astute enough businessman to put that aside if it's in your best interest to do so.

John: So you feel that there's a weakness in my estate planning?

Michael: I don't know, but I think it's worth looking into.

John: Well, I thank you for the wake-up call, and I will inform my attorneys to do a thorough review of my trust documents, particularly in lieu of my new marriage.

Michael: Well, I was hoping you'd avail yourself of our services.

John: Oh, I know what you were hoping, but, you see, that is not going to happen, and now I would like to say good night to you.

Michael: Well, still, if you'd like to contact Baldwin, Williams & Associates, if you need any assistance at all, please, feel free.

John: Oh, even if you're just thinking of a follow-up call, donít.

Michael: Look after your money, John. There are a lot of sticky fingers in the world.

John: (Sighs) you know that man is totally insane? I mean, he would have to be to think that I would hire him for anything, let alone get his hands on my personal finances.

Gloria: Of course.

John: Oh, gosh. Well, well, well, he did one good thing. He made me realize I should take a good look at my trust documents. But you know what? Goodness, we've had enough unpleasantness tonight. My lovely, what do you say we go into the kitchen and rustle up some dinner?

Gloria: Oh, sounds perfect, my darling, and I will be right in.

John: I love you.

Gloria: Michael, Michael, Michael! You are gonna be so sorry you did this. You are gonna be so sorry.


Brad: You ever think Gloria might just be insecure, knowing how much influence you have over your father?

Ashley: She has an agenda. I'm sure of it. I don't know how long I can live in that house now that I have to contend with this.

Brad: You wouldn't have an agenda of your own, would you, ash?

Ashley: What do you mean?

Brad: Is this a plea to move back in here?

Ashley: No. (Chuckles) no, really. Don't worry. I mean, I guess I can understand why it looks that way, but you wanted to know why I was upset, and I told you. And I don't expect you to welcome me back. Don't worry.

Abby: Mommy!

Ashley: You get over here! Give me a hug right now! Come here, come here, come here, come here! Oh, hi! How is school?

Abby: Okay.

Brad: Tell Mommy about your spelling test.

Abby: I got every word right.

Ashley: All 15? Good for you.

Abby: Daddy helped me study last night.

Ashley: Oh, he did, huh? He helped you study last night? Well, that's wonderful. Did you know that daddy had a surprise for dinner?

Abby: What?

Brad: Turkey breast, cranberry sauce and sweet potatoes. What does that sound like?

Abby: Thanksgiving!

Brad: That's right! One day early, so Mommy could be here to celebrate with us.

Abby: Well, thank you, Daddy.

Ashley: Thank you. That was very thoughtful.

Brad: You want to come in the kitchen and help me finish up?

Abby: Is it okay if I stay here with Mommy?

Brad: Yeah, you bet it is. I can handle those kitchen duties myself.

Abby: (Giggles)

Ashley: So what would you like to read while we wait for Dad?

Abby: Um, is it okay if I just sit here with you?

Ashley: Of course it's okay. I wouldn't want it any other way. Big hugs, honey, big hugs.

Abby: Big hugs.


Malcolm: Is everything all right?

Dru: Yeah, the kids seem to be taken by you.

Malcolm: Well, come on, Dru. I'm new, you know? I'm a guy who's lived a different kind of life, I talk a different game. The novelty will wear off.

Dru: Think so?

Malcolm: Yeah. Why wouldn't it?

Dru: Listen, lily's been through a lot this past year or so.

Malcolm: Yeah, so I keep hearing.

Dru: Yeah.

Malcolm: I still don't know what it's about, though.

Dru: The last thing this child needs is anything that's gonna cause her confusion or turmoil or surprises.

Malcolm: What? You think my being here is gonna cause that for Lily? Why?


Kay: Arthur, put your traveling shoes on. I've arrange for the company jet to take us to Las Vegas to be married, and there's no sense in having the plane... Jill.

Kay: What's wrong? Where's Arthur?


Nikki: We all have things in our past, Bobby. Some are worse than others.

Bobby: Well, this is as bad as it gets. It literally broke my family to pieces.

Nikki: I'm so sorry. Do you want to tell me what happened?

Bobby: Well, you told me. I owe you one.

Nikki: No, you don't have to.

Bobby: No, you know what? I want to do it. I just need to break out the hard stuff for this one.

Nikki: Oh, well, I'll just stick with water.

Bobby: The deal is I lost a brother. He disappeared without a trace.

Nikki: That's terrible. Did this happen recently?

Bobby: No, it was years ago.

Nikki: What happened?

Bobby: I don't remember much. He was a couple of years older than me. The way I heard it, he disappeared after a birthday party.


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

Bobby: My parents died in a car crash.

Nikki: Oh, my God.

Kay: Arthur, we got your notes.

Malcolm: What? What's wrong?

Dru: Trouble sitting with Lily and Devon.

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