Wednesday Y&R Transcript 12/15/04

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 12/15/04 -- Canada, Thursday 12/16/04 -- U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Bobby: You want to talk to me about what you walked in on?

Victor: My wife in your arms.

Bobby: It wasn't what it looked like, not that you have to believe me.

Victor: I do believe you. My wife explained it to me.

Bobby: Well, what did she explain?

Victor: That she has a need to reach out to you to help you.

Bobby: And you got a handle on that?

Victor: I do indeed, Mr. Marsino. Otherwise, I wouldn't be talking to you. There are a lot of things about my wife you don't understand.

Bobby: Well, you got that right. Actually, Iím worried about her.

Victor: What do you mean you're worried about her?

Bobby: Well, it's obvious that she's got something heavy going on.

Victor: That she certainly does.

Bobby: You think it has something to do with me?

Victor: As a matter of fact, it does have something to do with you.


Lauren: Let me know if I can help you with anything.

Brittany: Hey, Lauren.

Lauren: Brittany, hi!

Brittany: Hi. Are you closing?

Lauren: Well, not for about half an hour. Can I help you find something?

Brittany: Actually, I'm here to see you.

Lauren: Okay, what's up?

Brittany: I was wondering... are you hiring?

Lauren: As a matter of fact, I am. Do you know somebody?

Brittany: Yes. Me.


Kevin: You managed to sneak away, huh?

Gloria: Mm-hmm. It's been way too long since I've seen my boys, especially you.

Kevin: (Chuckles) I was kind of wondering when I'd hear from you.

Gloria: Well, I meant to call, but...

Kevin: And tell me that you got married? Yeah, it would have been nice.

Gloria: Well, it's been crazy, and I figured Michael would have told you.

Michael: You figured Michael would have told who about what?

Kevin: (Hums "the wedding march")

Michael: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, behold the blushing bride.

Gloria: Okay, you two. Knock it off.

Kevin: What? Can't we congratulate you?

Gloria: Yeah, of course you can. It's nice to know at least one of my sons is happy for me.

Kevin: What does that mean?

Michael: Never fear, little brother. I'm sure that dig was meant for me.

Kevin: What's this? What did I miss?

Gloria: Michael's idea of a wedding present was to warn John that he'd better change his will, so that I wouldn't get my hands on any of his money.

Kevin: What are you, insane?

Michael: I've been called worse.

Gloria: Anyway, I forgave him, but only after he promised not to pull a stunt like that again.

Kevin: Wait a minute. Where was this?

Gloria: He came by the house. Yeah, I could have strangled him.

Kevin: Oh, wait a minute. So Michaelís welcome at the Abbott house, but I'm still dog meat? What's that about?


Adrienne: It's good, huh?

Malcolm: Yeah. I'm tripping off this place, though. This beats the restaurant.

Adrienne: I thought you'd be more comfortable on a chilly night.

Malcolm: Well, it's definitely warmer.

Adrienne: Um, I've been meaning to ask. What were you doing in Africa?

Malcolm: Well, nothing near as noble as you. Um, I was out there taking pretty pictures.

Adrienne: You're a photographer?

Malcolm: I was. Not anymore.

Adrienne: Aha. Must be a story there.

Malcolm: Yeah.

Adrienne: Me, I, uh... I wanted to escape.

Malcolm: Escape?

Adrienne: Mm-hmm.

Malcolm: Okay, there's gotta be a story there.

Adrienne: For another time.

Malcolm: Okay, fair enough. Thanks. Well, Tanzania, I never made it out there. I told you that, but I heard it's primitive.

Adrienne: It's about as poor as poor can get and then a little bit poorer, but it's beautiful. You haven't lived until you've been to the Ngorongoro crater. I mean, it's, uh... it's got these animals like you've never seen before. And the balance of nature, it's just... it's perfect. You can actually sit there and just see what it must have been like, the whole world, a long time ago.

Malcolm: Oh, I know what you're talking about. I saw my share of beauty in Africa, and it is breathtaking. I also saw my share of ugliness, though. My God, there's so much pain out there. But when there's joy, when those people are happy... I mean, they fight every day for it.

Adrienne: Yes, they do.

Malcolm: They earn every bit of it. And once you've experienced something like that, I mean, once you've really lived it, it just... it changes something inside you.

Adrienne: Almost makes you feel guilty, doesn't it? We have it so good here.

Malcolm: Hmm, yeah, sometimes it does. But, you know, other times... I don't know. I long for the simplicity.


Damon: Hi.

Phyllis: Hi. Just hi? What kind of greeting is that?

Damon: Well, after the things you said at the coffeehouse, it was about the best I could do.

Phyllis: The things I said? What about the things you said?

Damon: Baby, I... I can't go another round with you.

Phyllis: I don't want to go another round. I don't want to fight.

Damon: All right, what can I do for you?

Phyllis: Well, I'm here because, um, I, uh... I think I left my suede jacket here in your closet.

Phyllis: I think I left it in your closet. Have you seen it?

Damon: No, I haven't seen it.

Phyllis: Are you sure?

Damon: Yes, I'm sure. Why would I lie?

Phyllis: What happened to us?

Damon: What do you mean?

Phyllis: You know what I mean. We used to be as close as two people could be, and now we can't even have a civil conversation. Where did we go wrong?


Lauren: You want to work here again?

Brittany: I know I didn't end things on the best note.

Lauren: No, leaving me with no notice is not exactly the best note.

Brittany: I really am sorry about that. It won't happen again.

Lauren: I'm confused. I thought you were singing at the club.

Brittany: I am, but that's only a few nights a week.

Brittany: The truth is, Marilynís isn't doing very well.

Lauren: I'm sorry to hear that.

Brittany: Money is a little tight right now. Bobby's condo is being remodeled. Until it's finished, we have to find another place to live. I thought we had something really great lined up, but now it looks like we'll be living in a motel, which costs money we don't have. Anyway, you would really be helping me out. So what do you say?

Lauren: The job I have is only temporary.

Brittany: That's fine. I'll take anything.

Lauren: But you have to promise me that you're not gonna bail on me again. I mean, this is the busiest time of the year for me.

Brittany: I won't, I promise.

Lauren: I need you at the beginning of the year to do inventory.

Brittany: I will. Whatever you need, I will be there.

Lauren: All right, well, I just have one more question for you then.

Brittany: What?

Lauren: How soon can you start?


Bobby: So you know what's going on with Nikki?

Victor: As a matter of fact, I do.

Bobby: And you don't think there's anything happening between her and me?

Victor: No, Mr. Marsino, I don't think so, and if I did, you wouldn't be standing here.

Bobby: Well, that's a relief.

Victor: What you don't know about my wife is that she's a very caring, very concerned woman, and for reason or another, she feels a deep sense of responsibility toward you.

Bobby: Okay, that's what I don't get. Why me?

Victor: Let's just say it's because of who you are.

Bobby: What does that mean?

Victor: That is all I'm going to say right now, okay?

Bobby: Well, look, if this has something to do with me, I got every right to know. All right, well, I understand you and your wife are going through some stuff right now, and I don't blame you for wanting me out. So as soon as I hear from Brittany, I'm gone.


Michael: Me, welcome at the Abbotts? That'll be the day.

Kevin: At least you got to go there. See, Mom?

Gloria: No, baby, it wasn't like that.

Kevin: Well, then what was it like?

Gloria: He wasn't there to see me.

Michael: The family doesn't know about either of us, despite my repeated warnings to Mama dear that her little white lie will be her undoing.

Gloria: Michael, why don't you let me worry about that?

Kevin: No, no, I think he's right. It's time you told the truth.

Michael: Hmm?

Gloria: Would you two please stop? I can't tell John yet.

Kevin: Mom, Mom, you've got the ring on your finger. You're in, and it's time you brought us in, too.

Michael: But the moment she does, the marriage is over, so don't get your hopes up, Kevin.

Kevin: You know, I really don't think that's true, Michael. I honestly believe that Abbott loves our mother. I think you should back off, let her be happy and give her a chance.

Michael: Okay.

Gloria: Well, all right then. I guess it's "give Gloria a break night."

Kevin: Well, except for the part about inviting us to Christmas and introducing us to the Abbotts as your sons.

Michael: (Laughs) I bet that was nice for a moment.

Gloria: Look, honey, we'll spend time together, I promise. Maybe we could-- I don't know--bake cookies, if you'll show me how or maybe go out caroling in Kenosha or something. Nobody will know who we are over there.

Kevin: It's not the same thing, Mom.

Michael: (Laughs) caroling in Kenosha! (Laughs) look, he's not gonna be happy until he has a stocking hanging at the Abbott fireplace just chock full of cash.

Kevin: (Laughs) man, talk about cynical.

Michael: Ho, ho, ho. Except it's not a joke, is it, Kev?

Kevin: You're like an old scrooge. You know that?

Michael: And I'm damn proud of it.

Gloria: Oh, you are not!

Michael: Bah, humbug!

Gloria: You only feel that way because you never had a real Christmas growing up.

Michael: So?

Gloria: Michael, I tried. You know I tried, but your father and Kevinís father, they wouldn't go along with it.

Michael: Oh, please, don't sweat it, Gloria.

Michael: Christmas was hardly the most important thing that Kevin and I missed out on.


Adrienne: Hard coming back, huh?

Malcolm: From Africa, you mean?

Adrienne: Yeah.

Malcolm: Yeah, it was. I mean, when you're out there, you feel like you're on a different planet, you know?

Adrienne: Yeah. You said you used to be from here. You have family in town?

Malcolm: Family, um, yeah, I guess you could say that.

Adrienne: You either do or you donít.

Malcolm: It's complicated.

Adrienne: Is that why you're running away?

Adrienne: Well, aren't you? Running away?

Malcolm: Yeah, I guess I am.

Adrienne: Because, um, it's complicated. You told me there was something you needed to take care of.

Malcolm: Something I thought I needed to take care of.

Adrienne: You changed your mind?

Malcolm: No, I had it changed for me.

Adrienne: You don't seem like the kind of man who lets other people push him around.

Adrienne: Not if it's something you really needed to do.

Malcolm: Maybe I was wrong about it.

Adrienne: Uh-huh. Or maybe you're letting other people decide what's best instead of thinking about what's best for you.


Damon: Why you want to get into this now?

Phyllis: Well, because I hate what this thing with Dominic Hughes is doing to us.

Damon: We've been accused of conspiracy to commit murder. I suppose we could go to prison for quite some time. I just think we really need to get our priorities straight.


Lauren: So seriously, when can you start?

Brittany: How about tomorrow?

Lauren: Ah, tomorrow's great. Now I've already made the schedule, so call me and tell me what nights you're singing at the club, and I'll fit you in where I can.

Brittany: Okay, great. Um, Lauren...

Lauren: Mm-hmm?

Brittany: One more thing.

Lauren: What?

Brittany: I'd rather Bobby didn't know about this.

Lauren: Really, why?

Brittany: It's just better that way.

Lauren: It's better keeping your husband in the dark?

Brittany: I love Bobby to death, but he can be pretty old-fashioned about some things. All he wants to do is take care of me, provide for my every need.

Lauren: Oh, gee, I wouldn't exactly call that old-fashioned. It's very rare and sweet.

Brittany: I think so, too, but his ego is already so bruised by the situation that we're in, which is all because of what he wanted to do for me.

Lauren: Making the club a cabaret?

Brittany: If he found out I went and got a job... well, I'm just afraid of what that might do to him.


Bobby: If I had to come home from a trip and found some guy I wasn't crazy about traipsing around my house, I might have come out swinging.

Victor: That thought crossed my mind, Mr. Marsino. This is not exactly the homecoming that I'd envisioned. Sit down, please.

Bobby: You know, if you don't mind me saying, it was pretty rough on Nikki with you gone.

Victor: She told you that?

Bobby: No, she didn't say anything, but the business I'm in, you learn a lot about women. They have this secret code. They say one thing, and they mean another. You've just gotta know how to read it.

Victor: Uh-huh, and you're good at that?

Bobby: Yeah, it's a talent. Take your wife, for example. She didn't have to say anything, but you could tell that she was miserable when you were gone. She looked like she was dying inside just being cut off from you like that.

Victor: She talked to you about her personal problems?

Bobby: Well, if you're asking me if she confides in me, the answer is no. But I could tell just by the way she was acting-- all tough and confident, like it wasn't killing her. But what I'm trying to tell you is your wife loves you, but when she doesn't hear from you how much she matters, it cuts her to the quick. Look, I'm probably saying more than you want to hear. So I'm packed. I'm just gonna get my stuff and just take off.

Victor: Why don't you go unpack?

Bobby: Excuse me?

Victor: You don't have to move to that motel.

Bobby: Are you serious?

Victor: Mr. Marsino, do I look like someone who doesn't mean what he says? My wife would like you to stay.

Bobby: Mr. Newman, if you're just doing this to avoid some big fight with your wife...

Victor: I'll say it one more time. I don't mind if you stay a little while longer.

Bobby: Well, I guess I've got some unpacking to do. Thank you, Mr. Newman. Thank you very much.

Victor: You're welcome.

Victor: How long have you been standing there?

Nikki: Long enough. Thank you for understanding.

Victor: I'm doing this because I love you and because I realize this means more to you than I ever thought.

Nikki: Thank you.


Kevin: Gee, Mikey, what a lousy thing to say.

Michael: The subject brings it out in me.

Kevin: Yeah, but still...

Michael: You feel the need for an apology?

Gloria: Well, boy, if you have to ask...

Michael: Well, look at the time. Enough of this jolly yuletide banter.

Kevin: Wait. You're leaving?

Michael: Evidently.

Kevin: Do you have a date?

Michael: Hopefully.

Kevin: And when will you be home?

Michael: Why, you planning on throwing a wild party?

Kevin: Yeah, probably not as wild as the one you're gonna have.

Michael: Well, uh, I probably won't be back, so try not to wreck the place, okay?

Kevin: You got it.

Gloria: What in the world is going on between you two?

Kevin: Now I'm hungry. Are you hungry?


Lauren: I hope you know what you're doing.

Brittany: Trust me. It is much better if Bobby doesn't know I'm working here.

Lauren: But don't you think it's gonna be a little hard to hide this? I mean, what if he asks you about your day or comes in here?

Brittany: I'll figure that out.

Lauren: All right.

Brittany: So you won't say anything to him?

Lauren: No, no, not if you don't want me to.

Brittany: Thank you. I'd really appreciate it.

Lauren: I mean, I guess I understand. You're doing this to protect the man that you love. I admire that.

Brittany: I know everything will work out-- the club will be a success, we'll be living in Bobby's condo. It's just gonna take some time. At least this way I'll be able to buy him a decent Christmas gift, something really special to show him how much he means to me. What are you smiling about?

Lauren: I just think it's great.

Brittany: What is?

Lauren: This side of you. I really understand why Bobby loves you so much.

Brittany: Wow, Lauren, that's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me. I love him, too, so much. I never even knew it was possible to love someone the way I love Bobby. I would do anything for him.

Lauren: I'm sure Bobby feels the same way. All right, sweetie, I gotta close up, okay?

Brittany: Yeah, I should go, too. Thanks again, Lauren.

Lauren: You are welcome. Now I'm gonna see you tomorrow, right?

Brittany: You want me to open?

Lauren: No, no, no. 10:00 is fine.

Brittany: Great. I'll be here.

Lauren: All right then. See ya.

Brittany: Bye.


Phyllis: Listen, I know we're facing a dire situation. I just--I just think it's sad. We used to be so close, and it just makes me sad how we let things deteriorate.

Damon: It hurts me, too, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Well, then let's stop arguing. Let's join forces.

Damon: We canít. We have different attorneys.

Phyllis: There's no reason we can't work together.

Damon: Apparently, there is a reason.

Phyllis: Why?

Damon: Because we're not fighting the same battle anymore.

Phyllis: I'm not the enemy.

Damon: I know that.

Phyllis: Do you? Do you know that really?

Damon: I just wish you could have stuck with Christine as your lawyer. Maybe all this animosity could have been avoided.


Adrienne: Why are you looking at me like that?

Malcolm: I've just been sitting here listening to you read me like a book and you don't even know me.

Adrienne: Am I getting it right?

Malcolm: Yeah, maybe a little.

Adrienne: Well, good. You never told me exactly why you came back.

Malcolm: Guilt... curiosity, confusion.

Adrienne: Okay. That explains everything.

Malcolm: All right, um... look, there's a boy. I made him a promise, but I didn't keep it.

Adrienne: Ah, that's the guilt.

Malcolm: Yeah.

Adrienne: Your son?

Malcolm: He's my ex's boy.

Adrienne: Have you seen him?

Malcolm: No. Turns out he's not even here. His mom sent him to a private school in Europe and she doesn't think it's appropriate if I go see him right now.

Adrienne: Because you didn't keep your promises.

Malcolm: Yeah. She feels he's suffered enough on account of me.

Adrienne: Still, if you feel you owe this boy, why are you running away? I mean, if you feel you have a debt to him.

Malcolm: There's another child involved. It's a girl, and I hadn't seen her since she was an itty-bitty thing, and then I come home, and I realize she's all grown up now. I mean, she's such a beautiful, beautiful young lady. And when I saw her for the first time, I mean, I don't know how to explain it, but there was this connection. I felt it in my bones. It was something I'd never felt before in my entire life.

Adrienne: I'm not understanding. This explains why you're leaving?

Malcolm: I don't wanna hurt anybody.

Adrienne: And if you stay, you think you will.

Malcolm: Maybe.

Adrienne: Well, I think you're a man who's being pushed into doing something you don't really wanna do. Look, I'm tired. Why don't you sleep on it? The couch is all yours.

Malcolm: Thanks. Listen... I'm not really sure if I'm gonna stay.

Adrienne: Okay. Hope I see you in the morning.


Nikki: Thank you so much for letting Bobby stay. It means a lot to me.

Victor: I almost told him the truth, you know.

Nikki: Please don't do that. It might make things worse, and I'm just not ready to tell him yet. I canít.

Victor: Well, at least think about it.

Nikki: I will. I get the feeling you don't hate him quite as much as you thought you did.

Victor: Let's just say I saw another side to him tonight.

Nikki: I just can't help wondering how different he might be if I hadn't destroyed his family.

Victor: Well, you would bring peace to him if you told him about his brother.

Nikki: Victor, I just can't yet.

Victor: Well, there's no rush, okay? But think about it.

Nikki: Okay.

Victor: And now let's please not talk about them anymore. I've missed you. My eyes hurt whenever I look at you. I just want you.


Lauren: Michael.

Michael: I was hoping you were still here.

Lauren: Yep, just closing up. You okay?

Michael: Yeah, I'm fine. I just needed to get out of my apartment.

Lauren: Uh-oh. What happened?

Michael: Gloria-- ten minutes with her, and I'm climbing the walls.

Lauren: Oh.

Michael: I was just hoping that you might provide me with a little, uh, sane companionship.

Lauren: Mmm, you know, you are so lucky 'cause you've just walked into the offices of sane-- sane and what?

Michael: Sane and... how about sane and sexy?

Lauren: Oh, I like that, I like that a lot. So tell me something. What did your mother say to upset you?

Michael: I'm not upset. I just had to get out of there. You know, Kevin and Gloria going on and on and on about Christmas. It started to get sappy and sentimental, so you know, I got the hell out.

Lauren: Don't tell me you don't like Christmas.

Michael: You know, I just think people get carried away.

Lauren: Well, that's half the fun.

Michael: If you say so. I guess I just never got into it.

Lauren: Maybe you were never shown the right way to celebrate.

Michael: Maybe. Oh, well, too late.

Lauren: No, no, it is never too late to appreciate Christmas. I just think you need the right person to share it with.

Michael: Oh.

Michael: Ho ho ho.


Kevin: This is all we had. I need to go to the store.

Gloria: You know I don't want potato chips. Kevin, I asked you a question.

Kevin: What? Nothing is going on with Michael and me.

Gloria: Honey, if I didn't know the two of you, I'd almost...

Kevin: What?

Gloria: Think that you were friends.

Kevin: Yeah, we are.

Gloria: Since when?

Kevin: Why are you so interested?

Gloria: Are you kidding? My mouth about fell open when the two of you were kidding around just now.

Kevin: Yeah, well, uh, Mikey's loosened up a bit.

Gloria: Well, how and when did that happen?

Kevin: Um... let's just say we, uh, we had a meeting of the minds.

Gloria: It's what I've been hoping for for so long, that you and Michael would be close one day.

Kevin: Yeah, well, it's a start anyway.

Gloria: Well, I'm so glad, 'cause I can't think of a better Christmas present than my two boys getting along so well.

Kevin: Well, I can think of much better gifts than that.

Gloria: What?

Kevin: Maybe a new car, a new computer.

Gloria: Yeah, a new car. Wouldn't that be something?

Kevin: Yeah. No, no, I mean for me.

Gloria: What?

Kevin: Yeah, a new car.

Gloria: No.


Brittany: Hey.

Bobby: Hey. Where have you been?

Brittany: I had some stuff I needed to do in town.

Bobby: Really?

Brittany: Mm-hmm.

Bobby: What kind of stuff?

Brittany: Private stuff that you don't need to know about.

Bobby: What are you up to?

Brittany: Hasn't anybody told you it's not smart to ask a lot of questions at Christmastime? So are you all packed?

Bobby: Um, no.

Brittany: Well, what are you waiting for? We're staying at the motel tonight.

Bobby: Actually, we're not. There's been a change of plans.

Brittany: What do you mean?

Bobby: Well, it looks like we're gonna be staying around here for awhile.


Gloria: Oh, I don't believe this.

Kevin: What? A guy's Mom hits the jackpot, and he can't even look forward to a decent Christmas gift?

Gloria: Honey, I can't start throwing John's money around like that on your Christmas gifts. How would that look?

Kevin: It would look like you love your kids.

Gloria: But I do. You know I do, both of you, and I'm gonna prove it.

Kevin: Even a used car. If the mileage is low--

Gloria: No, Kevin, would you stop with that? I wanna give you boys a really beautiful Christmas, the kind we never had when you were little.

Kevin: Yeah, terrible Tom wasn't really a holiday cheer kind of guy.

Gloria: No, but see, now for the first time we don't have to live under that cloud anymore. And I can try to give you the kind of Christmas I always wished that I could, and I'm not talking about presents, you know, like cars and computers, like that. I'm talking about the spirit of it, bringing that to you and Michael. What do you think?

Kevin: Yeah, maybe.

Gloria: What's wrong?

Kevin: Well, first of all, it sounds like science fiction or something.

Gloria: Oh, Kevin!

Kevin: And second of all, you heard Michael. Good luck getting him in the spirit.

Gloria: Well, there must be some way to turn that brother of yours around.

Kevin: Yeah, maybe if a Christmas tree falls on his head, and a fat bloody chance of that happening around this place.

Gloria: Whoa, Kevin, you just gave me the most fantastic idea.

Kevin: You're gonna hit him in the head with a Christmas tree?

Gloria: No, this place, we'll fill it with Christmas.

Kevin: How?

Gloria: Well, you know, lights and decorations and a huge tree-- you know, really go to town. And then when Michael walks in and he's totally surrounded by it, ta-da! You know... (hums). He's gonna love it. It'll be perfect.

Kevin: Well, yeah, you know, that would be pretty cool.

Gloria: Yeah.

Kevin: And it'd be a first for me, too, you know, spending Christmas in a place that was all decked out.

Gloria: Okay, so come on, let's get cracking. We got to get everything done before your brother gets back.

Kevin: Well, there's one problem, Mom.

Gloria: What?

Kevin: Well, we don't have any of the stuff that you mentioned, and any place that would sell it is closed by now.

Gloria: No, no, no, no, no, not to worry. I drove by a Christmas tree lot on the way over, had this big sign, "open 24 hours." And as far as ornaments go, I know where I can get my hands on plenty of those. Really incredible ones, too.

Kevin: Are you sure?

Gloria: Yes, yes, yes. Just leave everything up to your old mom, and make some coffee, lots, 'cause we're gonna be up late. Come here. (Humming)

Kevin: She's crazy.


Michael: It's, um, it is a good thing you locked that door.

Lauren: Yeah? Why?

Michael: Because I told Kevin that I probably wouldn't be home tonight.

Lauren: Oh, really?

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: That's great.

Michael: Yeah.

Lauren: You don't-- you don't mean here, do you?

Michael: Come on, why not?

Lauren: Because the cleaning crew could come by.

Michael: So how's about we go to your place?

Lauren: Well, okay. I just have some work to do, all right? This is the busiest time of the year.

Michael: Oh, and here I am trying to get busy.

Lauren: Oh, come on. Everybody's in the holiday spirit, you know, all that magic.

Michael: Oh, yeah? Is it working for you?

Lauren: What?

Michael: The holiday magic, because I think it's starting to work for me. Yeah.

Lauren: Is it?

Michael: Yeah, yeah.

Lauren: Oh, yeah, feeling the magic now.


Brittany: I don't get it. Do you mean we're leaving tomorrow instead?

Bobby: I don't know exactly when we're leaving, but there's no rush.

Brittany: So we don't have to move?

Bobby: No, not for awhile.

Brittany: What about Mr. Newman?

Bobby: Actually, he's very cool with it.

Brittany: Really?

Bobby: I just talked to him, and he invited us to stay.

Brittany: Why would he do that?

Bobby: Beats me. You know, Nikki wants us to stay, he wants his wife to be happy. I can understand that.

Brittany: I am happy, Bobby. I would have been just as happy at the motel, too.

Bobby: Oh, yeah, but this is way better. It's not like we can go nuts on Christmas, but at least we got a roof over our head, and a nice one.

Brittany: You're sure about this? Mr. Newman really said it was okay.

Bobby: Listen, I don't get it either, but I gotta tell you, I saw a whole different side of him tonight. Underneath that crusty shell, there's a human being. I was very impressed.

Brittany: Well, you know what? I'm very impressed with my husband.

Bobby: Oh, really?


Phyllis: Okay, so once again this is my fault.

Damon: I didn't say that.

Phyllis: It sounded that way.

Damon: I'm sorry that any of this has happened. I just think that now both of us need to concentrate on playing the hand we've been dealt, that's all.

Phyllis: What? Damon, even if it destroys us?

Damon: What's destroying us is that I can't trust you anymore.

Phyllis: You said that earlier. Do you really feel that way?

Damon: You don't trust me either. Admit it.

Phyllis: That's not true. I just think that you and Christine are keeping something from me, that's all. So if you just tell me, just tell me what it is.

Damon: We have already had that conversation once this evening.

Phyllis: Oh, I'm realizing something.

Damon: What's that?

Phyllis: That no matter what happens with this court case, things are never gonna be the same between us again, are they?

Damon: I don't know, Phyllis. I honestly can't answer that.

Phyllis: You just did.


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

Malcolm: How much trouble are you gonna cause this lady, man?

Nick: I need you to be my right hand around here.

Neil: Are you offering me my job back?

Kevin: Surprise!

Gloria: Yay! Merry Christmas! Ho ho ho ho!

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