Thursday Y&R Transcript 12/16/04

Y&R Transcript Thursday 12/16/04 -- Canada, Friday 12/17/04 -- U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Dru: Hey, don't let the cookies burn, kids.

Lily: We wonít.

Devon: All right.

Dru: (Humming)

Neil: My, my, my wife. Maybe you should hang that mistletoe someplace more private.

Dru: Honey, is that all you think about?

Neil: Only when I'm asleep or awake.

Dru: Okay. Well, you need to focus.  You have a meeting with Nick Newman, you know?

Neil: You know, about Nick Newman, I just wish I knew why he wanted to see me. You know, I can't help but wonder-- maybe he's just trying to push my buttons again.

Dru: Stop speculating, okay? You'll find out soon enough. Besides, we have a problem of a different color. Christmas.


Adrienne: I wasn't sure I'd find you still here this morning.

Malcolm: Well, thanks for the couch and, uh, the coffee. It's good.

Adrienne: Might be the best part of my day.

Malcolm: The coffee?

Adrienne: Yeah. It could all go downhill from here.

Malcolm: You talkin' about the, uh, unfinished business?

Adrienne: Something I should've taken care of a long time ago.

Malcolm: It got anything to do with a man?

Adrienne: Ex-husband. I'm planning on paying him a visit this morning.

Malcolm: You worried about it?

Adrienne: More for me than for him.

Malcolm: What do you mean?

Adrienne: Keeping my anger under control.

Malcolm: Oh. Sounds like a man who's done you wrong.

Adrienne: Not wrong exactly. He's just done some things I can't begin to understand.

Malcolm: And now you're looking for some answers.

Adrienne: It's the reason I returned from Africa.

Malcolm: Well, listen, no disrespect, but if you two are divorced, what difference does it make what he's done? I mean, unless...

Adrienne: What?

Malcolm: Well, unless, of course, there's a child involved. I mean, did you have a kid with this guy?

Adrienne: Look, I've already said too much.

Adrienne: Maybe, um... when I've settled my issues... I'll need someone to talk to. But you'll be gone by then, won't you?


Chris: We're still looking for witnesses at the motel. The staff didn't see or hear anything, the rooms on either side were vacant, so I asked Paul to use his connections on the force and try and get ahold of the ballistics report, information on the gun that Dominic used.

Damon: Huh? Oh, um, yeah. Well, wh-what does that matter, Christine?

Chris: Well, I'll trace it. Uh, if it wasn't registered or if it has a negative history, that will reflect on his character. It will help for me to paint Mr. Hughes as someone other than the "saved soul" he purports to be. You're still uncomfortable with keeping the transcript from Phyllis?

Damon: Do you know how difficult it was for me to see her, knowing what I know?

Chris: You're worried your relationship won't survive this?


Michael: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: Mm-hmm. I should let you sleep on my floor more often.

Michael: Hmm. Sleep. You got sleep?

Lauren: Oh, baby, is your back killing you? We could've gone to my hotel suite.

Michael: Hmm, hotel, huh? How's that working for you, living in a hotel?

Lauren: Yeah, I've been doing it for so long, it's easy. A little impersonal, but you get used to it.

Michael: Mm-hmm. That sounds like a rollicking endorsement.

Lauren: Oh, well, honey, make me a better offer, why don't you?

Michael: A better offer. (Clears throat) uh, a better offer as in, uh, moving in together?

Lauren: How would you feel about that?


Gloria: (Laughs) what do you think, baby? Was it worth it?

Kevin: You kidding, Mom? It's fantastic.

Gloria: Oh, well, considering this was everything the all-night store had... I feel kind of like what's his name, that masterpiece painter guy?

Kevin: Michelangelo?

Gloria: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I feel like I'm the Michelangelo of Christmas.

Kevin: (Laughs) yeah, you're Michelangelo of the serious caffeine buzz.

Gloria: Oh, boy. No kidding. Enough of that stuff. Did the trick though, huh?

Kevin: Yeah.

Gloria: Helped us stay awake all night so we could put our surprise together for your brother.

Kevin: Mm-hmm. Man, is he gonna be jazzed. I mean, look at this place, Mom. You really outdid yourself.

Gloria: Well, it truly was a labor of love. Kind of a lifelong dream... making Christmas special like this for my boys.

Kevin: The whole thing is just... it's awesome. And I'm gonna sit right here and not go anywhere until January.

Gloria: (Laughs)

Kevin: Kinda feels like being a kid again, you know? Only without the closet. Like terrible Tom and the closet never even existed.

Gloria: My baby.

Gloria: Merry Christmas.

Kevin: Merry Christmas.


Neil: Uh, let me get this straight, Christmas is a problem?

Dru: Well, honey, maybe that's the wrong choice of words.

Neil: Thanks.

Dru: It's just that I've been thinking a lot about you know, Devonís Christmases in the past.

Neil: Mm-hmm. And you're wondering how do we bring him into our family traditions, make him feel like he's really one of us.

Dru: Well, yes. You know, something as basic as exchanging gifts-- he has to learn how to give as well as receive.

Neil: Right. Well, honey, I guess we could give him some money so he could buy some presents.

Dru: Well, honey, not just give him the money, but we have to give him guidance. He shouldn't have to think that he has to get us anything flashy. It's the thought that counts, right?

Neil: It certainly is, especially since Daddy's unemployed, and we have to be extremely careful this time of year.

Dru: Right, which is why you're gonna march right out this front door and go to Nnick Newmanís office. I've got to tell you, honey, I have a feeling that he is gonna make our family's Christmas a whole lot merrier.

Neil: Yeah, we'll see.

Dru: (Laughs)

Neil: Wish me luck.

Dru: I wish you luck.

Neil: All right, baby. Love you.

Dru: Love you, too. Kids, check the oven.

Lily: Oh, those smell good.

Devon: So you guys do this every year then, huh?

Lily: Bake cookies?

Devon: Yeah.

Lily: Oh, yeah. We give 'em to friends and teachers and the doorman. It's something that's nice and personal. Plus, when you're on a budget like I am...

Devon: Yeah, well, at least you have a budget.

Lily: Oh, come on, stop. Christmas isn't about money.

Devon: Yeah, you know, you say that because you have some, Lily. But if you haven't got a cent to your name like me, it's just a little tough to be a part of it.


Malcolm: You know, you gave me a lot to think about last night.

Adrienne: Your decision to leave town, you mean?

Malcolm: Yeah.

Adrienne: Come to any conclusions?

Malcolm: What you said made sense.

Adrienne: That other people's agendas were trying to push you away.

Malcolm: I mean, for awhile there, I lost track of why I even came back to town, I mean, what was in my heart.

Adrienne: To see your former stepson.

Malcolm: Mm-hmm. But he's in Europe, so I don't really know when that's gonna happen.

Adrienne: What about the girl you mentioned?

Malcolm: My niece. You know, that's the best surprise I coulda had, connecting with her. I mean, that girl, she's-- she's something special.

Adrienne: And your ex-wife, where does she fit in?

Malcolm: She lives in Genoa City, too. And, uh, so does my brother.

Adrienne: Hey, it sounds like your whole tribe is here.

Malcolm: Yeah, yeah, pretty much.

Adrienne: But someone in your family doesn't want you to stay.

Malcolm: Yeah, my brother's wife. She's afraid I'm gonna mess up her perfect little life and cause her a bunch of problems.

Adrienne: But you said last night you didn't want to hurt anyone.

Malcolm: And I donít. But this isn't really about what I want.

Adrienne: What is it about?

Malcolm: How the life of a beautiful young lady could be affected if I do stay.


Michael: It's kind of the next logical step.

Lauren: Is it?

Michael: You want to set up housekeeping?

Lauren: I asked you how you would feel.

Michael: All right. I'll have to think about that. I--whom would I prefer to be my roommate, uh, my nutty younger brother who leaves empty potato chip bags between the sofa cushions and is driving me insane, or a roommate of the opposite sex with benefits?

Lauren: Hmm. I mean, I don't want to sway you either way here, but I know who I would choose.

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: But I also know how you relish your privacy and independence.

Michael: Oh, like I've had a lot of that lately.

Lauren: Well, I mean, what would you think if--if Kevin, at some point, was ready to live on his own? Wouldn't you want your place all to yourself, or would you be willing to share it with someone?

Michael: Well, presuming that the someone were you, I think it's definitely worth thinking about.

Lauren: All right. Well, I'll think about it if you think about it.

Michael: Well, I'll think about it if you think about it.

Lauren: Okay, great. That sounds like a good deal.

Michael: It is a deal.

Lauren: Yeah, excellent.

Michael: Although, perhaps-- except I would like to table this until after my forced march through the holiday season because I'll be in a much better humor when the ringing in my ears dies down from all the sleigh bells ringing and all that.

Lauren: Oh, my God. Here we are with the attitude about Christmas again. What happened to you to make you feel like this?

Michael: My fear and loathing of jolly old elves?

Lauren: Is it really loathing? I mean, are you seriously down about Christmas?

Michael: You know, put it this way, it's fine for certain people. People whose childhood wasn't-- you know, we're gonna skip this because I'm about to get maudlin, and...

Michael: We were having a really wonderful conversation.

Lauren: Yeah, weren't we?

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: You know, someone's opening for me this morning. So do you, uh, want to go back to your place and see if we can find some holiday cheer in here somewhere?

Michael: All right, only if we start small, very small.

Lauren: Uh, mistletoe over the boudoir?

Michael: Yeah. Now, you see, now you're talking.

Lauren: See, it works every time.


Kevin: That shower felt good.

Gloria: I bet. Whoa. I'll grab one at home.

Kevin: (Chuckles) yeah, after you answer about a zillion questions?

Gloria: What does that mean?

Kevin: I overheard you make that call to Abbott.

Gloria: Well, I had to tell him something. I couldn't very well stay out all night and not let the man know that I'm okay.

Kevin: I could not believe that phony story you told him. That you came over here to try and mend fences with Ben and Steven, your fake sons.

Gloria: John knows we don't get along. And he understood completely when I said we shouldn't expect "my boys" on Christmas. And don't start in on me again about telling him the truth. You know why I canít.

Kevin: Yeah, especially now that the lie has gotten even bigger.

Gloria: Stop pushing me to tell him who my real sons are. It's getting very tiresome.

Kevin: That doesn't make me want it any less, our being a real family again, out in the open. I hate having to sneak around to see my own mother.

Gloria: I know, baby. I hate it, too. But... we're together now, right?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Gloria: And when your brother walks in that door and sees what we've done for him out of love, well, that's what it's all about, huh?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Gloria: Okay, here we go... Santa. (Laughs)


Daniel: You know, I'm thinking about going to devil's head next week and getting a little bit of snowboarding in.

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the devil head.

Daniel: Yeah, well, it's, uh, no Switzerland, but I don't know... do you ski at all? Did I ever ask you that?

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Daniel: What's going on, Mom? You're not going back to jail or anything, are you?

Phyllis: No, I'm not going back to jail. Don't worry about it.

Daniel: Okay, well, from the way you're acting, you know, it's freaking me out a little bit here.

Phyllis: Don't be freaked out. Everything's fine. I'm just a little... upset at this whole situation between me and Damon. I mean, I just, all of a sudden, can't count on him for anything. And it just makes me sad, after everything we've gone through together.

Daniel: Well, you know that I'm here for you, right?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. It's nice to have a supportive son.

Daniel: Why don't you try talking to him?

Phyllis: I did that.

Daniel: Why don't you try again? Run him down. You're good at that, right?

Phyllis: Oh, really, you think?

Daniel: Yeah.

Phyllis: I am.

Daniel: And if you're not gonna be happy right now, then it's crazy for you guys to not be together.

Phyllis: How do you know so much about relationships? How'd you get so smart?

Daniel: (Sighs) I don't know. I've just been this way, but you haven't paid me much attention.

Phyllis: I have to. That's--that's not true. I pay you a lot of attention. Speaking of which, you have to go to school.

Daniel: Mm-hmm. Look at all the attention you pay. My last day was yesterday, remember?

Phyllis: I know that. I was just testing you, and you passed.

Daniel: Go see Damon.

Phyllis: Where are you goin'?

Daniel: I am gonna run down to the store and pick out a snowboard for you to get me for Christmas.

Phyllis: Oh.

Daniel: So, you know, it'll save you a little bit of the trouble.

Phyllis: Oh, very funny.

Daniel: Who's trying to be funny?

Phyllis: (Chuckles)


Damon: Christine, I care so deeply for Phyllis. At the same time--

Chris: You're furious with her.

Damon: Well, it just seems like it's all falling apart because of this mess with Dominic Hughes.

Chris: Which she contributed to significantly.

Damon: It was my mess to begin with. Losing Phyllis... it's too painful to even think about.

Chris: Damon, I know it's not gonna be easy, all right? But it's temporary. Eventually, we'll take the transcript to the D.A., and it will exonerate Phyllis. Just, in the meantime, I...

Damon: Don't tell Phyllis what we know.

Chris: I have to create a strong avenue of defense for you before we can inflict that kind of damage on your case. So I am asking you, will you hold off?


Nick: Thanks for stopping by, Neil. I'm really hoping we can clear the air.

Neil: Nicholas, I'm here with an open mind. I'll definitely listen to what you have to say.

Nick: I'm glad to hear it. Neil, I really respect your work and your talent. You've been a tremendous asset to this company, and I just don't want to lose you. Simply put, I need you to be my right hand around here.

Neil: Are you offering me my job back?

Nick: I am. Are you interested?

Neil: I don't know. This isn't as simple as everyone apologizing because things got out of hand. It's a little more fundamental than that.

Nick: You believe our philosophies are out of sync.

Neil: I believe you and I have two totally different visions of how this company should be run, how upper management should work.

Nick: Well, I hope this isn't your way of bringing up that beauty pageant again. Because if it is, I'm gonna tell you right here and now, I am still not on board with that.


Adrienne: I'm not sure I understand.

Malcolm: It doesn't matter. Look, bottom line, I don't want to cause that girl even a little bit of grief.

Adrienne: And you think you would if you stayed?

Malcolm: No, I donít. But her mother does.

Adrienne: This young woman, she wants you to stick around, doesn't she?

Malcolm: Yeah. She was pretty broken up when I told her I had to leave.

Adrienne: What about your brother?

Malcolm: What about him?

Adrienne: Does he want you to stay?

Malcolm: He and I, we got issues. And I don't know if we'll ever be able to work 'em out. I mean, we see the world through different eyes. He's my brother. I mean, he's my blood. He's the only one I got. I love him, I do, but it's hard. It's hard to be around him sometimes. I don't know. I don't know if I'm making any sense.

Adrienne: Who says people have to see things the same to have a relationship, huh?

Malcolm: Okay, whose side are you on?

Adrienne: I just don't believe that running away ever solved anything... told you that last night. What's most important is that you're true to yourself.


Devon: I don't buy into all this happy holiday junk. I mean, listen, who really wishes for peace on earth?

Lily: Uh, moi. Okay? I do it every year.

Devon: And why do you do that? You know it's not gonna happen.

Lily: Because it's about the spirit of the season an wishing goodwill to all and sharing. That's what Christmas is all about.

Devon: You know you sound like one of those sappy Christmas cards, right?

Lily: Oh, I'm gonna take that as a compliment.

Devon: Okay, so what are you saying? You don't enjoy getting presents for Christmas?

Lily: No, I am not saying that. Of course I do. It just doesn't take that much to make me happy. There's so much more to it than that.

Devon: You know what? I would bet money that you're one of them people who goes around town singing her fool head off on Christmas, huh?

Lily: And what's wrong with that? Actually, you know, my school does this community service thing where we go caroling in nursing homes and hospitals.

Devon: Mm-hmm.

Lily: In fact, now that I think about it, you better come with me because you are in serious danger of becoming one of those people who hates December.

Devon: Maybe I will go with you.

Lily: Really? You'll go caroling with us?

Devon: I will think about it, all right?

Lily: All right. Sweet.

Devon: That is if your parents don't slap the cuffs on me. I am in the doghouse from cutting that one class, remember?

Lily: Oh, come on. That is something entirely different. That was school and this is Christmas.

Devon: I know that, Lily, I know. But I saw the look in your dad's eyes, and to tell you, I still don't get what the huge deal was about it.

Dru: Uh, okay, young man. You see, that's exactly why we need to have a chat, huh? (Chuckles)


Damon: I'm not making any promises, Christine.

Chris: It sure would make my job a lot easier.

Damon: Any luck finding that guy Phyllis saw coming out of Dominicís motel room?

Chris: We're still looking, though he swears Phyllis is lying.

Phyllis: Oh, really, he does?

Phyllis: When you're finished, can I have a moment with you, please?

Damon: Of course.

Phyllis: Good. I'll be out on the patio.

Chris: Know what? We're just about done here. I'll call you if I hear anything.

Damon: Thank you.


Lauren: I know. I thought there was mistletoe down there.

Michael: Yes, well, you promised mistletoe, and I better be seeing mi--

Kevin: Surprise!

Gloria: Yay!

Kevin: Surprise!

Gloria: Merry Christmas! Ho ho ho ho. (Laughs) look at that. Isn't that gorgeous?

Kevin: Well, it took you guys long enough to get here.

Gloria: Yeah.

Kevin: What do you think, big brother?


Phyllis: I couldn't sleep last night. How did we end up being on the opposite sides of this thing?

Damon: I believe it began when you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Phyllis: Damon, come on. I apologized for that. I'm sorry you got arrested. I'm sorry.

Damon: You know what? I did this. I'm the one who carried around this desire for vengeance all these years. I'm the one who let it ruin my life. When I met you, it was the first time in eight years that I'd felt at all at peace.

Damon: I'd lost everything that was dear to me-- my son, my wife. You gave me a reason to live for something. You gave me that connection I needed so badly... I'd been without for so very long.

Phyllis: Then why are we letting this happen? Damon, I mean, I think that my attorney would be flipping out right now if he knew I was talking to you even.

Damon: Yeah, it's, uh, it's probably not a good idea for us to share secrets.

Phyllis: So how much did Christine tell you not to tell me? Because I saw the way she looked at you just now.

Phyllis: Hey.

Malcolm: Hey.

Damon: What? Go away.

Phyllis: Oh, my... Damon, are you kidding me? Don't--don't talk to him like this.

Malcolm: Phyllis, you all right?

Phyllis: Yeah.


Dru: Have a seat.

Devon: Look, I get the message loud and clear, okay? Cutting class--bad. Homework--good.

Dru: Cut the sarcasm. You yourself said, "Whatís the big deal?"

Devon: Well, to be honest with you, I don't see what the big deal really was, okay? It was one time. I didn't go to class because I didn't have my project done and I didn't want to be embarrassed.

Dru: And whose fault is that? The way to avoid embarrassment is to have your assignment completed.

Lily: Mom, come on.

Dru: Don't "come on" me.

Lily: Look, I am sorry, but everyone can't be perfect all the time. I can see where Devon is coming from.

Dru: And I can see I need to talk to you, too, young lady.

Lily: What? I-I didn't cut class.

Dru: That's not the point. We're talking about upholding responsibility here. Now if--if due to extenuating circumstances you cannot complete your assignment, you go to the teacher before class, not after. All this sneaking around, it only makes matters worse. Do you understand what I'm sayin'?

Devon: Yes, I understand what you're saying.

Dru: Lily?

Lily: Yeah, responsibility, I get it.

Dru: Good. 'Tis the season to be jolly, and I never want to have this talk again.

Lily: Don't worry, Mom. We'll be good. We don't want coal in our stockings.

Dru: Right. That's right. Now, Devon, I want to thank you so much for helping us put up this Christmas tree and all these beautiful decorations. Really appreciate that. And Mr. Winters and I had a conversation, and we decided that... we wanted to give you something, little something just to kick off your Christmas shopping. We don't want anything flamboyant, we just want you to know that we're happy that you're here.

Devon: Now hang on now. This is, uh...

Dru: $200. We want you to spend it wisely. I can help you make a list and we can go over who should get what and--

Lily: Mom, come on now. You're taking all the fun out of it.

Dru: That wasn't my intention, honey.

Devon: I don't--I don't know what to, uh, what to really say, but this is... this is really nice of you to do this. Thank you.

Dru: You're welcome.

Lily: So do you want to hit the stores? (Laughs)

Dru: (Laughs)

Devon: Nah, you know, I think--I think I can handle it on my own.

Lily: Um, no, I don't think so. Shopping is one of my favorite things, okay?

Dru: Yes, it is.

Lily: Well, what can I say? Come on, let's go before it gets too crowded.

Dru: You kids have fun.

Lily: We will. Oh, I know the best stores, too. We'll have so much fun. You'll have presents...


Neil: Well, I'm sorry that you think the beauty pageant was the reason I quit. It's not about that one project.

Nick: Well, then what is it about? Because, Neil, I gotta be honest, from where I'm sitting, to me, it looks like you quit because you didn't get your way.

Neil: That's fair because I was rather upset when I quit. But it's not about the projects. It has more to do with how you view this company, how you motivate the staff. It's become more and more evident to me that our styles, they're not a good fit.

Nick: Well, that's too bad. I was really hoping we could work together, but if you think I'm fundamentally wrong--

Neil: No, see, now wait. Now that's just it right there. You know, it's not about right and wrong. Maybe I'm right, maybe you're right. It doesn't matter. You know, we're not even close to being on the same page when it comes to figuring out how we're gonna coexist.

Nick: And why do you think that is, Neil? Could it be because you got used to calling the shots around here? Neil, this is my family's company. This is my company. If you can't accept that...

Neil: I know this is your company. Your name is on the outside of this building. But let me remind you of something. I worked for your father-- a great businessman-- for many years. He built this company from the ground up. Don't think that you can waltz in here and learn the ins and outs of this massive corporation in just a couple of months.

Nick: Neil, I grew up in this company. I think I know enough about it.

Neil: Except how to treat its employees. You know, Nick, let me tell you something man-to-man. People like to feel that their opinions are listened to, that their experience is valued.

Nick: Thanks for the human resources lesson.

Neil: You know, sooner or later, you're gonna have to learn how to function with a team of people. That is, if you want a company.

Nick: Well, then I guess your answer is no, you don't want to come back to work for Newman Enterprises.


Phyllis: I'm--I'm fine considering I'm being charged with conspiracy to commit murder. But otherwise, it's all good.

Malcolm: Prince charming here doesn't seem too broken up about it. How much trouble you gonna cause this lady, man?

Phyllis: Malcolm.

Damon: Are we done?

Phyllis: Um, oh. Oh, maybe we are. I don't know, are we?

Damon: You came looking for me, Phyllis. I'm here for you, but I'm not gonna be interrogated by your friend. You know where to find me.

Phyllis: Damon. Damon!


Gloria: Michael, why aren't you saying anything? The elves were here all night to bring you some Christmas cheer.

Kevin: Yeah, they did a pretty outstanding job, too, didn't they?

Gloria: (Giggles)

Michael: Would you please get this crap outta here right now?

Gloria: What?

Kevin: What?

Michael: This is my home. This isn't Santaís workshop. So you take it down and get it out. Get it out of my sight.

Kevin: Talk about ungrateful.

Michael: Now, Kevin!

Gloria: Well, don't you like it even just a little bit?

Michael: I take it this bright idea was yours.

Gloria: Well, yes. Your brother and I, we were-- we were just trying to do something to make you happy.

Michael: Happy? Have you lost your mind? What makes you think for one moment that I would tolerate this?

Lauren: Michael, why are you acting like this? They did it in the spirit of the season. They worked hard for you.

Michael: They did this for themselves. And I thank you not to join them in trying to ram this bogus holiday cheer down my throat.


Kevin: What the hell is wrong with you, Michael?

Michael: Nothing a good trash barrel won't fix.

Kevin: Lauren doesn't deserve to be spoken to that way, and Mom worked her tail off. We just stayed up all night trying to do something nice for you.

Michael: Don't you people listen to word I say?! I do not... do Christmas. I thought I made myself clear on that subject before I left.

Gloria: Yes, you did. But I had no idea that you would react like this.

Michael: Well, now I know what to put in your stocking-- English language tapes.

Kevin: Oh. You are something, Michael. Our mother went out at midnight in the cold by herself to get you this beautiful tree. She found these gorgeous ornaments I don't even know where. She's trying to do something for you that she was never able to do before, something she wanted so bad for us when we were kids, something that she dreamed about, and you spit in her face. I think that sucks. I think that really sucks. Come here.

Lauren: I agree. I think your attitude stinks.

Michael: Why thank you.

Lauren: I don't know what's gotten into you, but no one here is asking you to put on a Santa suit and ho ho ho. You could at least be a little accepting and let other people enjoy the holiday.

Michael: Well, that's fine as long as they do it someplace else.

Lauren: I don't know your life story, Michael. And I don't know what happened to you to harden your heart like this. But would it kill you to give a little... show a little kindness, a little warmth? Oh, right. That's Christmas spirit. And we wouldn't want to force it on you.


Dru: (Whispers) honey, I was just waiting for you.

Neil: What are you doing?

Dru: (Normal voice) how'd it go?

Neil: It didn't go.

Dru: What do you mean?

Neil: Apparently, young Mr. Newman has everything totally under control. He doesn't need anyone else's input.

Dru: Well, didn't you try to compromise?

Neil: There's no point. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm not coming back here to work at Newman Enterprises, that's all there is to it.

Dru: Oh, we're gonna see about that.

Neil: No, don't go--

Dru: Nick, I need to have a word with you.


Malcolm: Phyllis, I don't like your boy.

Phyllis: "Boy." I noticed.

Malcolm: Listen to me, your son's come to me and he's worried sick about you. I don't like the idea of you caught up in nonsense from this guy.

Phyllis: I--shh. It's fine.

Malcolm: It's fine?

Phyllis: Yeah, I'm fine. So I thought you were leaving town.

Malcolm: I was.

Phyllis: What happened?

Malcolm: You know how sometimes everything aligns itself exactly at the right time?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Malcolm: I met this woman--

Phyllis: Oh. Of course, a woman. How did I know you were gonna say that?

Malcolm: No, it was an accident, literally.

Phyllis: Oh, an accident. Yeah, I'm sure it was.

Malcolm: No, listen to me. We talked, you know, and it was like, um--

Phyllis: "It was like, um," what? You talked and everything worked itself out and...

Malcolm: Okay, you got jokes. You got jokes. Go ahead. But I'm serious. See, talking to her made me realize that leaving town right now might be a big mistake.


Damon: Adrienne?

Adrienne: Hello, Damon.

Adrienne: It's been a long time.


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

Damon: What are you doing here? How'd you find me?

Phyllis: You know, I'm not the kind of girl who wants men fighting over her anyway.

Malcolm: I'm one of your men now, huh?

Dru: You never paid him the proper amount of respect. Your father respects him.

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