Friday Y&R Transcript 12/17/04

Y&R Transcript Friday 12/17/04--Canada; Monday 12/20/04--U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Dru: I hope you're proud of yourself, Nick Newman, because you've done a good man wrong. How do you repay him after he's given you all this loyalty? You humiliate him by showing him the door, forcing him out of a job he loves.

Nick: Your husband quit. I had nothing to do with that.

Dru: That is not true. You never paid him the proper amount of respect. Your father respects him. He sees the value. But you--you know, I'm not even gonna-- no, I'm not even gonna say.

Neil: Drucilla, don't do this.

Dru: My husband understands that you're the new C.E.O. of Newman Enterprises.

Neil: Let's go.

Dru: Why you have to rub his nose in it is beyond me.

Nick: I didn't rub his nose into anything.

Neil: Drucilla, come on.

Dru: No, I'm gonna say this. Your father is as tough as nails, okay? He's tough, but he knows how to treat people, all right.  Oh, am I being insubordinate?

Nick: Drucilla, I'm sure your husband appreciates you coming down and speaking on his behalf, but it's really not worth sacrificing your job over.

Neil: He is absolutely right. Live to fight another day. Good-bye, Nick. Let's go, honey. Come on. Let's go. (Cell phone rings)

Sharon: Sharon Newman.

Nick: Hey, babe. You busy?

Sharon: Well, of course I'm busy, but I always have time for you.

Nick: Well, why don't you clear me with security? I'm gonna come over and see you.

Sharon: Sure.

Nick: All right, I'm on my way.

Sharon: Okay.


Phyllis: Here you go. Ta-da! Home.

Malcolm: You know, I forgot just how beautiful the countryside is.

Phyllis: Yeah, this place is like a Godsend to me and Daniel.

Malcolm: Now look, your son's not gonna have a problem with me sleeping on the couch, right?

Phyllis: No. Believe me, no.

Malcolm: 'Cause Olivia is gonna be back from her conference tomorrow.

Phyllis: Oh, okay.

Malcolm: Seriously. I mean, she said I could crash at her place.

Phyllis: (Giggles) you're gettin' around.

Malcolm: And what does that mean?

Phyllis: Well, I mean, you told me about this very intriguing woman that you met who convinced you to stay in town, right?

Malcolm: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: I'm sure your ex is gonna be a lot more curious than I am.

Malcolm: What do you want to know, Phyllis?

Phyllis: What do i want to know?

Malcolm: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Um, this woman-- Adrienne you said?

Malcolm: That's right.

Phyllis: Yeah. Did she sweep you off your feet?


Damon: Adrienne.

Adrienne: Hello, Damon. Its good been a long time. Well, aren't you gonna invite me in?

Damon: Y-yeah. I, uh... (Stammers) it's been--

Adrienne: Seven years... since the divorce was final.

Damon: What are you-- what are you-- what are you doing here? H-how'd you find me?

Adrienne: I thought I'd be seeing you back in October.

Damon: At Dominic Hughes' parole hearing.

Adrienne: We were both notified. Unlike you, I gave a damn.

Damon: Adrienne, I gave a damn.

Adrienne: I testified, Damon. I poured my heart out, told the board exactly why that cold-blooded monster shouldn't be set free.

Damon: I'm glad you were there. I'm glad you spoke.

Adrienne: Is that all you have to say to me?


Lily: So this is it. What do you think?

Devon: It's--its okay.

Lily: Okay? It's one of my favorite stores. They have some really great stuff here. And I'm sure that you'll find some really cool presents. So let's see, where do we start? Hey, Brittany. Hi. Um, lily winters.

Brittany: Oh, right.

Lily: Hi.

Brittany: How are you?

Lily: I'm good. This is my foster brother Devon.

Brittany: Hi.

Devon: Hey, how you doin'?

Brittany: You two doing your Christmas shopping?

Lily: Well, he is. Although, I should probably get some stuff for my friends, too.

Brittany: Well, we got a new shipment in this morning.

Lily: Really?

Brittany: And there's some really nice things I think you might like. You want me to show you?

Lily: Well, that's okay. I'm just gonna help him.

Devon: Nah. You know what, Lily? Go ahead, go ahead.

Lily: Are you sure?

Devon: Yeah, I'm sure. Yeah. You don't need to hold my hand while I'm here. I'm a big boy.

Lily: Okay. Well, holler if you need me.

Devon: All right.

Brittany: What I wanted to show you is right over here.

Lily: Okay, great.


Dru: Who does he think he is, his father? Oh, not by a long shot.

Neil: Dru, come on.

Dru: The way he was talking to you-- nobody talks to my husband and gets away with it.

Neil: Baby, I hear ya, and I love you for taking a stand, but--

Dru: I couldn't hold my tongue, not knowing full well how hard you've worked for this company all these years.

Neil: Yeah, well, it still might not have been the wisest thing for you to do.

Dru: I know that if my boss was disrespecting me, you'd be there to set the record straight. Am I right?

Neil: You better believe I would, but in this case, please, let me handle Nick, okay? One Winters in the unemployment line is enough.


Dru: It's a little late to ask me to stand on the sidelines, if you know what I'm sayin'.

Neil: I didn't ask you to get involved, Dru. I certainly didn't ask you to storm into Nick's office.

Dru: Didn't ask me to get involv-- what are you saying?

Neil: I'm saying stay outta this, okay? Think about your career.

Dru: How can I stay outta this when Nick Newman is throwing his weight around?

Neil: Well, honey, it's apparently the way he wants to run the company.

Dru: Well, in my professional opinion, it stinks. I'm uninspired to work for the man myself, not that I'll be working for him much longer.

Neil: See? Now that's my point. Sometimes in life you can't afford to be noble.

Dru: And sometimes you can't afford not to be, Neil.

Neil: Honey, it's a little more complicated than that. Christmas is right around the corner. You know, we have not one but two teenagers in the house.

Dru: And we'll get by, right?

Neil: Hey... of course. Of course we'll get by.

Dru: I may have sacrificed my job, but I couldn't have lived with myself, not standing up for my man, no matter what.

Neil: I love you, honey.


Malcolm: I got swept off my feet, but not in the way that you mean.

Phyllis: Mm.

Malcolm: I spent the night in her hotel room on the couch.

Phyllis: Alone?

Malcolm: It was a small couch, Phyllis. Yes, alone.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. It doesn't matter. I'm glad she convinced you to stay.

Malcolm: Yeah? Well, so am I because somebody has to keep you out of trouble.

Phyllis: Oh, hey.

Malcolm: Nah, nah, nah, come on. What's up with this guy? I mean, what's the deal? Talk to me. What are you thinking about?

Phyllis: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. This guy?

Malcolm: Yeah.

Phyllis: His name is Damon.

Malcolm: Look, I think he's an overgrown attitude problem if you ask me.

Phyllis: Well, it's not like that.

Malcolm: What's it like?

Phyllis: Well, it's like, you know, he's gone through a lot in his life--a lot-- a lot of tragedy, and--and--and, you know, underneath it all, he's very sweet and tender.

Malcolm: Yeah, well, I must have missed that part 'cause, Phyllis, all I see is an angry man, and I'm just concerned he's gonna take it out all on you.

Phyllis: No, come on. You know me. I'm never gonna let something like that happen.

Malcolm: I know, I know, you're a big girl. I get it. But I see a guy who's got a bunch of baggage, he's got my good friend caught up in a bunch of unnecessary nonsense, and I don't like it.

Phyllis: Shh. You don't know the whole story.

Malcolm: Okay. I'm not trying to upset you. I care about you, Phyllis. Look at me. That's never gonna change. Now come on, you gotta know a guy like this is not good for you.

Phyllis: Maybe someday you can be friends. (Giggles)

Malcolm: Don't hold your breath.

Phyllis: Good, I won’t. Because, 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?

Phyllis: (Laughs) it depends. How long are you sticking around?

Malcolm: I don't know. I mean, lord knows, I got bridges to build and fences to mend. You know what I'm sayin'? Look, the years that I spent in Africa, they had a huge impact on me. But no matter how hard I tried, it was never a place that I could call home. I mean, I met some good people, I learned how to love 'em, I learned how to respect 'em, but at the end of the day, they weren't my family. I mean, that's Nate, that's Olivia, that's Dru, Lily. It's even my brother. I mean, that's family. That's why I came back.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Phyllis: Did I tell you how glad I am that you're alive?

Phyllis: How glad I am that you're here and that you're staying? I mean, in case you haven't noticed, I could use a friend.

Malcolm: And in case you haven't noticed, your friend's sitting right in front of you.

Phyllis: I know.

Phyllis: So, um, my place is yours. As far as food goes, we sort of forage our way around, so, you know...

Malcolm: Okay.

Phyllis: All right?

Malcolm: I know how to forage.

Phyllis: Yeah?

Malcolm: All right. Well, look, I'm, uh, actually gonna head back into town and see about putting some money in my pocket.

Phyllis: Yeah, um, the coffeehouse.

Malcolm: Yeah, it's a good place to start.

Phyllis: I don't really understand why you're working there.

Malcolm: Phyllis, look, it's easy.

Phyllis: I mean--

Malcolm: No, come on, it's easy. No demands and I can keep an eye on things.

Phyllis: Things? Really? Like the teenage girls?

Malcolm: Yeah, maybe one in particular.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Malcolm: It's called my niece. Get your mind out the gutter.

Phyllis: Well, if you're looking for Sharon to get your job back, um, you can find her at jabot.

Malcolm: What? Sharon Newman at Jabot?

Phyllis: Yeah, whatever.

Malcolm: Yeah, whatever.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Malcolm: You mind if I leave my stuff here?

Phyllis: Do you mind if I go through it?

Malcolm: Knock yourself out. It's kinda funky, though.

Phyllis: (Giggles)

Malcolm: See you tonight?

Phyllis: Yeah. I-I'm a heavy sleeper, so you won't wake me up, it doesn't matter how late you come.

Malcolm: Okay. Phyllis, thank you. It's really nice to see your crazy little self again.

Phyllis: Good to see you, too.


Brittany: How you doing over here, Devon?

Devon: I'm doing all right, I guess.

Brittany: Maybe I could make a suggestion or two. What are you lookin' for?

Devon: Well, that's the thing, I really don't know.

Brittany: You need Christmas presents for your foster family?

Devon: Yeah.

Brittany: Were you thinking clothes, jewelry?

Devon: I was thinking clothes.

Brittany: Mm-hmm. Now we're talking. What's your price range?

Devon: Well, I haven't really, uh, thought about a price range yet.

Brittany: Well, lily was admiring this shirt earlier.

Devon: Was she?

Brittany: What do you think?

Devon: It's nice. It's a nice shirt.

Brittany: Mm-hmm.

Devon: How much is it?

Brittany: Um... $120.

Devon: It's $120 for a shirt?

Brittany: Yeah, but it's not just any shirt. It's a designer label. That means it's really great quality and... um, you know, never mind. Let's keep looking.

Devon: Yeah, that's a good idea.

Brittany: We have a sales table I could show you.

Devon: You know what? I think, uh, actually, I'm just gonna look around a little bit more on my own, okay?

Brittany: Are you sure?

Devon: Yeah, yeah, I'm sure. But thank you for helping, though.

Brittany: I'll check back with you in a bit.

J.T.: You know, I really think you should try these on. (Chuckles) Brittany, I didn't realize that was you.

Brittany: Apparently. You still want me to try those on?

J.T.: Yeah, sure. Why not? Or better yet, we could go back to the loft and you could give me a private show. I mean, come on, princess, what do you say?

Brittany: J.T.

J.T.: Come on, it'd be fun.

Brittany: Would you stop? I am a married woman in case you forgot.

J.T.: Are you blushing?

Brittany: No.

J.T.: Then why are your cheeks red?

Brittany: It's just a little warm in here.

J.T.: Right.

Brittany: What?

J.T.: It's just good knowing I could still get under your skin.

Sierra: Hey, Devon.

Devon: Hey, Sierra. How you doing?

Sierra: Good. I just got off my break. Are you here with lily?

Devon: Yeah. Yeah, I am. I'm here trying to get some Christmas presents, but this place is crazy. I can't take it anymore.


Sharon: Oh, hi, hon. I didn't hear you come in.

Nick: Well, you were awfully wrapped up in that report.

Sharon: What's on your mind? It seemed like something was really bugging you on the phone.

Nick: Neil came by my office this morning.

Sharon: And how did that go?

Nick: Not good. He keeps thinking that I'm gonna be like my dad, run things the way he did, but I'm not. And if Neil can't accept that...

Sharon: Then he isn't coming back.

Nick: Right. And it gets better. Drucilla was waiting outside for him. When she found out the meeting didn't go the way she hoped, she came in and read me the riot act.

Sharon: I bet you enjoyed that.

Nick: Yeah, it was fun. But maybe she has a point. Neil's a good guy, he's got a lot of integrity, he's always done an amazing job for Newman Enterprises, except for that one time he was drinking, which he is clearly not anymore. So maybe it is me.


Phyllis: Wow. You're the picture of happiness.

Dru: Phyllis, not now, please.

Phyllis: Oh, who died?

Dru: If you must know, my career. Okay, you know, I couldn't keep my mouth shut, okay?

Phyllis: Oh, what'd you say this time?

Dru: Let's just say I told little Lord Fauntleroy where he could go.

Phyllis: You told nick off?

Dru: Yeah, I did. You shoulda heard the way he was talkin' to my husband. Somebody had to say something.

Phyllis: Good for you.

Dru: Yeah, and I don't regret it either, 'cause I was right.

Phyllis: Yeah, you were right. You weren't smart, but you were right.

Dru: I heard that. Drop it, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Consider it dropped. But everyone knows your mouth is your worst enemy.

Dru: Okay, how about if my foot becomes a part of your behind?

Phyllis: Oh, that's almost enough to make me gloat somewhere else.

Dru: Oh, you know what? Oh, Phyllis, I wouldn't start square-dancing if I were you. Because this piece of real estate right here is gonna be mine if I don't get fired. You, on the other hand, oh, yes, I-I understand that you'll be sending in paperwork from maximum security prison? Help. (Laughs)

Phyllis: You don't want to joke about that with me, Drucilla. I really don't want to joke about that.


Damon: W-what is it that you expect me to say, Adrienne?

Adrienne: How could you not have been there?

Damon: There were reasons.

Adrienne: Oh, I see. A reason kept you from speaking on behalf of our murdered child.

Adrienne: A reason made you avoid testifying against that criminal piece of scum.

Damon: Did you just come here to holler at me?

Adrienne: I'm here because I'm still in shock. When you didn't show up that day at the hearing, I tried to get it delayed.

Damon: Did you think I was unaware?

Adrienne: I didn't know what to think. I assumed wild horses couldn't keep you away. The people at the hearing, they assured me that you'd been notified at this address.

Damon: That's how you found me.

Adrienne: Look at you... how calm you are. What happened to all that anger, that rage, all that ugly bitterness that destroyed our marriage?

Damon: So you testified?

Adrienne: For all the good it did.

Damon: You hadn't realized that it was--

Adrienne: What, that Dominic Hughes would actually be released? No, Damon, how could I? It was totally beyond my comprehension. Afterwards, I-I sat in a hotel room for days. I was numb. How could this have happened? I couldn't begin to wrap my mind around it. Finally, I realized I needed answers.

Damon: From me.

Adrienne: Yes, from you. I am still completely mystified how you could be absent on that day of all days.

Damon: You could've phoned. Y-you needn't have come all the way here.

Adrienne: I thought I'd find you in a coma or deathly ill. But I see now that isn't the case. Which brings me back to the same question, what on earth could've kept you away?


Nick: I just wish I knew if I was doing the right thing. You know, I've wanted to be C.E.O. practically my whole life, and the last thing I want to do is hurt the company.

Sharon: And you honestly feel like that's what you're doing?

Nick: No. But I do know that I don't want to lose any of my good people. All it takes is one or two, and then suddenly, everyone's jumping ship.

Sharon: Well, maybe you're reading too much into this. I mean, I'm sure that it was difficult for Neil to step down from being top man.

Nick: So you think I should've handled him a little more sensitively.

Sharon: Well, it's true, you don't want to be overbearing. But you have to be strong to head up a corporation.

Nick: Exactly. And there are two things I will not tolerate, insubordination and disloyalty.

Sharon: And you really think that Neil was being insubordinate and disloyal?

Nick: What are you trying to say?

Sharon: I think that Neil is a man who can help you out a great deal. You don't want to be running that place single-handedly.

Nick: Babe, this is my family's company.

Sharon: Yeah, but your job is not your family. All I'm saying is, I don't want to be married to someone who refuses to take his hands off the wheel, and without neil around...

Nick: You know that I will always make time for you and the kids.

Sharon: Yeah, well, what about going on vacation? What about coming home at night at a reasonable hour? Having Neil around will allow you to do that.

Nick: So do you think that I haven't been around enough?

Sharon: No, I'm not saying that. You've been great, honey. But you can't deny that we're both a little busier right now than we would like to be, and anything that can free up a little more time for us is a good thing. Look, I know you want to make the right decision. But having Neil Winters around has a lot of advantages. (Knock on door)

Malcolm: Hey, Nicholas, Sharon, I'm glad I found you. I had a change of plans.


Dru: So, um, things are really that bad, huh, between you and Damon?

Phyllis: Yeah, whatever you're imagining, multiply it by ten.

Dru: Well, just so you know, Phyllis, if they can't find the evidence, they cannot convict you.

Phyllis: Oh, oh. Oh, wow, really? Well, tell that to Detective Weber. He doesn't seem to understand the concept of innocent before proven guilty. He'd rather believe a freak like Dominic Hughes over Damon and me.

Dru: Detective Weber? He's one of the better cops. Better than most.

Phyllis: Mm, you think? Unless Michael Baldwin uncovers some evidence, I'm goin' up the river without a paddle for a crime I didn't commit.

Dru: Ooh, you're gaining on three strikes. I wouldn't even wish that on my worst enemy.

Phyllis: Everything is not all bad, all right? I have my son, right? Never thought I'd hear myself say that. And then there's Malcolm.

Dru: What about Malcolm? Wh-what does he have to do with all this? He's left town. You're outta the loop, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah. You're pretty broken up about that, aren't you?

Dru: Yeah, yeah, you know, but I've--I've had to face that a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Neil on the other hand, you know, he's really twisted behind all this. He finally thought he had his brother back. And Lily and Olivia, they're taking it very hard, very hard.

Phyllis: But you're not.

Dru: I'm just trying to put it past me, Phyllis, all right? I'm just tryin' to deal with it. God knows, I tried to convince him to stay, but he just--he didn't want to. He just didn't want to stick around.

Phyllis: Hmm. That's so odd, because he literally came back from the dead.

Dru: I know. It's unbelievable. It's unbelievable, and--and, you know, he's leaving so abruptly again, and I-I told my family the best thing to do is just be grateful for the fact that he's alive. You know, just deal with it.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: You sure? That's all?

Dru: Huh?

Phyllis: Because, um... guess who's staying with me tonight?

Dru: Who?

Phyllis: Malcolm. Malcolm.

Dru: What?

Phyllis: He didn't leave town after all.

Dru: Where is he?

Phyllis: Isn't that great?

Dru: Where is he?

Phyllis: He's talking to Sharon Newman right now about getting his job back at the coffeehouse.

Dru: Really?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Dru: Okay, um, you know, I-- I've gotta go see someone. I'll check you later.

Phyllis: Yeah, you do.


Damon: I didn't go to Georgia because I knew in advance what the outcome would be.

Adrienne: How is that possible?

Damon: Do you remember my friend Ben Pearson?

Adrienne: That guy that worked for the lobbyist in Atlanta.

Damon: He has contacts in the governor's office. I asked him to keep an ear to the ground for me. When he found out Hughes was up for parole, he called me. He told he had it on good authority that the hearing was pretty much a formality.

Adrienne: A formality?

Damon: It seems because Dominic Hughes has spent the last eight years being an ideal citizen in prison-- he supposedly found religion, he's taking classes, facilitated a--

Adrienne: I know! I was there, remember? I listened to the whole litany, how he deserved to be reintegrated back into society.

Damon: Well, Ben felt that the handwriting was on the wall, and I couldn't disagree with him.

Damon: If I'd had any idea how to find you, Adrienne... I mean...

Damon: I can only imagine how horrible it must have been for you, having to relive everything... and particularly given the outcome of the hearing.

Adrienne: I'm listening to you speaking, watching your lips move, but I can't believe the words that are coming from your mouth.

Damon: You probably don't know, he's behind bars again. He bought himself a gun and used it within a week of his parole.

Adrienne: That animal shot another person?

Damon: Suffice it to say, he's going back to jail, hopefully for the rest of his life. Me, I'm just, uh, I'm really ready and tryin', you know, just to put it behind me.

Adrienne: Well, I'm sorry, Damon. It's not that simple for me. You say that someone else is going through the agony of being that man's victim, all because you couldn't bestir yourself to keep him locked up.

Damon: I didn't have that power. Neither did you.

Adrienne: Are you sure? Are you sure you couldn't muster some of that rage, some of that hate, and channel it into that hearing?

Damon: Why would I put myself through that, knowing the cause was doomed?


Lily: You know, I saw really cute purses over there.

Brittany: Let me know if you need a dressing room, okay?

Sierra: All right, come on. I'll help you.

J.T.: You know, I really think you should try these on. I mean--

Brittany: J.T., would you grow up?

J.T.: What did I hit a nerve?

Brittany: What are you trying to prove, that you're some big stud?

J.T.: Oh, no. That goes without saying.

Brittany: I think I'm gonna hurl. I need to get back to work.

J.T.: Yeah, what's up with that anyway? Since when are you working here?

Brittany: Since today. This is my first day back.

J.T.: Yeah, but why are you back here?

Brittany: Well, I stopped in yesterday, Lauren mentioned she needed some help. Figured I'll make a little extra cash.

J.T.: Extra cash. Well, I thought the big man was gonna spoil you rotten.

Brittany: I don't know where you got that. His name isn't trump.

J.T.: Yeah, but still, it's gotta be a drag coming back here. I mean, when you're used to the excitement of the club, performing for crowds.

Brittany: I'm still singing. This is just a way to earn some money.

J.T.: Huh. You know, for someone who needs a little extra money, you're living in a pretty nice place. How's the Newman ranch treating you?

Brittany: It's nice. Beats living in some shabby motel.

J.T.: How long are you guys gonna stay there?

Brittany: Until Bobby's condo gets finished. Why do you keep bugging me about this?

J.T.: I'm not bugging you about this. I just--I don't know. I just think it's weird that you and Bobby are starting your marriage off in somebody else's home.

Brittany: Well, this is how it has to be.

J.T.: And you're okay with that?

Brittany: Yes, I'm okay with that. Now will you drop it?

J.T.: All right. Okay, whatever. How's the cabaret?

Brittany: It's good.

J.T.: Yeah?

Brittany: Mm-hmm.

Brittany: Okay, it's not so good.

J.T.: What's goin' on? People still aren't coming in like we'd hoped. If anything, the crowds are smaller. Plus, we have all these bills that keep piling up.

J.T.: Bobby must be freaking out.

Brittany: Well, he says we have to be patient. He's right. I'm sure things will turn around soon. They better.


Nick: I'm kinda surprised to see you, buddy. I thought you were leaving town.

Malcolm: Yeah. Well, like I said, plans changed.

Sharon: So you're staying in Genoa City after all.

Malcolm: For awhile anyway, yeah. So I was hoping the two of you might still need some help over at the coffeehouse.

Sharon: Yes, we would love to have you back.

Nick: Actually, your timing couldn't be better. Sharon and I have been talking about the fact that we really need somebody to run the place. Since we both have full-time jobs now, it's become a big drain on us.

Malcolm: Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Run the place?

Sharon: If you're up for it. Malcolm, we wouldn't ask you if we really didn't need the help.

Nick: Sharon's right. We're in a jam. It would help us out a lot.

Malcolm: Look, I'm not even sure how long I'm actually gonna stick around in town.

Nick: Well, that's cool. Let's keep it temporary for now until we can find somebody else to take the job full-time. And then when you want the job for yourself, it's yours.

Malcolm: I don't want you to think I don't appreciate this offer--

Sharon: Great! Then you'll take it. I know you'll be good for the place.

Malcolm: Okay, you guys, you guys are getting way ahead of yourselves here.

Nick: Yeah.

Sharon: Maybe we are, but, um, we're desperate. And we can trust you.

Malcolm: All right. I'll think about it, all right? It's all I can promise you right now.

Nick: Cool.

Malcolm: But in the meantime, if it's cool, I'd love to put in just a few hours here and there just to get us started.

Nick: Fine. Just don't think too long, all right? We really need to turn the place over to someone soon.

Dru: Malcolm, are you in here? Oh... ahem. Excuse me. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'm here to talk to Malcolm.


J.T.: Well, I hate to say it, but I told you this would happen.

Brittany: Be quiet, J.T.

J.T.: I did. What's Bobby know about running a cabaret? The only thing he's good at is getting girls to take their clothes off.

Brittany: J.T., you are so rude.

J.T.: Well, it's true. I mean, watch. Pretty soon, he'll run the cabaret like maybe two nights a week, and then one. Before you know it, Marilyn’s will be all strippers, all the time. And that's assuming that the club doesn't go under first. Who knows, you know? You two could be working here together.

Brittany: I can't believe how cruel you can be.

J.T.: Oh, come on, Britt, I was just--

Brittany: I have to get back to work.

J.T.: I didn't mean it.

Brittany: You always say you didn't mean it. You know something? You are mean.

J.T.: What?


Sharon: Uh, Drucilla, you can't just barge in here like you own the place. You don't even work here anymore.

Dru: I know that, Sharon. I stopped by to say hello to my brother-in-law.

Sharon: And that couldn't wait?

Dru: Well, Sharon, to be honest with you, I--

Sharon: Uh, you know what? Never mind. I have to go. I have a meeting and I don't have time for this.

Nick: I'll come with you. Drucilla, when you're done here, I would like to speak to you and Neil.

Dru: That doesn't sound good. What are you still doing here? You promised me that you were gonna leave town.

Malcolm: Yeah, but then I thought about it. I changed my mind.

Dru: Evidently. Do you understand the position that puts me in?

Malcolm: Like you thought about the position it puts me in, hmm? Drucilla, I hate to burst your little bubble, but I'm not goin' anywhere.


Lily: Hey, there you are. What happened to you?

Devon: What do you mean, what happened?

Lily: Well, why didn't you tell me you left the boutique?

Devon: Oh, well, I told Sierra.

Lily: Well, thanks for letting me know, you big dummy. So how'd the shopping go?

Devon: She didn't tell you?

Lily: No. I only talked to her for a second. Did you have any luck?

Devon: Yeah. Yeah, I did have some luck. I-I found some really cool stuff.

Lily: Yeah? Well, me, too. And no, you can't see what's in these bags. Mom and Dad aren't home, are they?

Devon: No, I don't think so. They're not here.

Lily: Okay. Well, I'm going to hide these before they get back.

Devon: All right.

Lily: So excuse me.


Adrienne: Why put yourself through it? Gee, Damon, I don't know, after what you put me through. I lived with your anger, your desire for vengeance-- no, I tried to live with it-- while I was grieving for my son. You were completely unavailable to me. Night after night, you stayed up pacing, swearing you would never let that man live free, and now you can't be bothered to show up and vent that anger because it might not have any effect. Do you know how that makes me feel? Or did you finally forgive that bastard? And if you did finally think about something other revenge, why didn't I get the benefit of that when I needed it? Why did it take eight years for you to stop thinking about your pain and focus on somebody else and realize that-- that I was suffering?

Damon: I, uh, I did a lot more than talk to a parole board. I took a bullet from Dominic Hughes and I sliced him open with a sword. And the thing-- the thing that turns this whole tragedy into some dark cosmic joke is that now I might go to prison for having carried around all that hatred in my heart. So you can scream and yell and say a lot of things, but don't tell me about how easy I've had it. You show up here, you just appear outta nowhere...

Damon: Thinking that I have somehow escaped the tragedy... the horror, the--the agony of life without our son. I haven’t.

Damon: You toss your insults and accusations, you spit your anger at me. Did you need to beat me up? Okay, it's--it's done.

Damon: Is there anything else that you want to say? I got something to say to you.

Adrienne: What?

Damon: I'm needed to... I just... Adrienne, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Damon: I'm sorry.


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

Dru: What's it gonna take for you to leave town? What do I need to do to make sure you bounce for good this time?

Damon: Are you gonna be around Genoa City for awhile?

Adrienne: Would you like me to be?

Brittany: Bobby doesn't know I work here, and he can't find out. You have to help me.

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