Y&R Transcript Tuesday 1/16/07 -- Canada; Wednesday 1/17/07 -- U.S.A.
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Sheila: Help me! Help me!
Paul: You put the shank down and we'll talk.
Sheila: Michael, please... make him listen to you, Michael. I need out of here. I need to get out of here.
Michael: And you thought stabbing yourself was the way out?
Sheila: Either you get me medical attention right now or you watch me bleed to death.
Jack: It was a close call, but I got Ashley out of town before she could do any real damage.
Ji Min: Wise decision-- encouraging her to take the position in Hong Kong.
Jack: It was the only thing I could do to contain the situation. Look, contact management at The House of Kim, make sure Ashley is treated like royalty. That includes Abby, too.
Ji Min: Already taken care of.
Jack: Okay, the happier she is, the more content she is, the more productive she feels over there, the less likely she is to obsess on this urge of hers to spill our arrangement to Victor.
Daniel: Hey, Amber.
Amber: Whatcha doing?
Daniel: Making a grocery list.
Amber: Oh, let me guess. It's filled with health food?
Daniel: Well, how else do you think I keep this boyish figure?
Amber: So what's new?
Daniel: Oh, not too much. How about with you?
Amber: I met a guy online.
Daniel: Be careful there. Normally that's just a 50-year-old dude looking to score some hot young chick.
Amber: Don't worry. I met him in person already. He's--he's young and single-- just my type. We should all hang out sometime.
Daniel: Yeah, sure. But if I were you, I would bring my pepper spray just in case the guy tries something funny.
Amber: Stop, he's harmless. You'd like him. Listen, um, I gotta go. I'm late for work, but call me sometime, okay?
Daniel: Okay, will do.
Lily: Thank you, come again. Hey, you.
Lily: Is it your lunch break?
Colleen: Yes. You're never gonna believe what happened.
Lily: Uh, good or bad?
Colleen: Bad-- very, very bad, actually. I almost got in trouble with J.T.
Lily: What? How?
Colleen: Well, you know how the three of us were at Crimson Lights last night?
Colleen: And Kevin mentioned my having a crush on Korbel?
Lily: Yeah, but we convinced J.T. that he made that up.
Colleen: Yes, we did. But, um, when we went to go get coffee, I left a notebook on the table-- a notebook with "Adrian" doodled all over it.
Lily: Oh, my gosh. Wait, did he-- he didn't see it, did he?
Colleen: No, no, as soon as I realized, I snatched it up. But, I mean, imagine if J.T. had seen that? He would've freaked out.
Korbel: Hey, you ready for a workout?
J.T.: Ready to kick some academic butt, you mean?
Sheila: (Panting) I'm losing so much blood.
Paul: You toss the shank over here and maybe we'll help.
Sheila: It hurts.
Paul: The shank, Sheila. Give it up or we're not coming in.
Sheila: I need a doctor.
Michael: Do what he says. Get rid of that thing.
Paul: You familiar with this?
Michael: Yeah, yeah.
Paul: She tries anything, you use it.
Sheila: (Moaning) (coughing)
Paul: Get rid of this. Don't compromise it. We may need it later. Get up. Get up. Back up against the bars.
Sheila: You wouldn't shoot me, would you, Michael?
Michael: I'll do what I have to do.
Paul: Put your hands through the bar.
Sheila: You won't shoot me.
Paul: Other hand.
Sheila: Ow. Oh...
Paul: All right, let's take a look at this. Let's see what you've done to yourself. Oh!
Paul: Good lord.
Lily: Man, I wonder where Amber is. She should've been here, like, ten minutes ago.
Amber: I know I'm late! But I have a good excuse. I spilled coffee all over myself when I was leaving Crimson Lights. And then I had to take my blouse under the sink and-- and then dry it under the blower in the ladies' room. Hi, Colleen.
Colleen: Hi, Amber.
Lily: Um, go clock in.
Colleen: What's it like to work with her?
Lily: Um... entertaining?
Colleen: I bet. How is she with the customers?
Lily: Well, I mean, with the women, she's, you know, she's pretty good, pretty good.
Colleen: And the men?
Lily: Well, you know, they love her.
Colleen: Of course they do.
Lily: It's like she puts them in a trance or something.
Colleen: You know, I don't know how more guys don't see through her. She is so obvious.
Lily: Well, you know, I think Amber doesn't even realize how she comes off. It's like that's just the way she is.
Colleen: I hate girls like that.
Lily: Yeah, especially when they're dating your professor.
Colleen: Subject change, please.
Lily: So, wait, what were you telling me before? That you think you might've left anything else incriminating lying around or...
Colleen: Oh, last night, after J.T. went to bed, I went through every scrap of paper I've ever written on.
Lily: And did you find anything?
Colleen: Only in that one notebook.
Lily: So, then you can relax.
Colleen: I was lucky, Lily, very lucky.
J.T.: Pretty rusty there, Professor.
Korbel: I'm just warming up, T.J, just warming up.
J.T.: Oh, yeah? You want a breather? You already tired?
Korbel: No, I'm not that much older than you, pal, at least in years.
J.T.: Yeah, well, sitting behind a desk all day-- doesn't that make you a little-- a little lazy?
Korbel: Don't you worry about me, all right? Well, you know, I have been bogged down at work lately.
J.T.: Oh, yeah? I bet you miss Colleen, don't you?
Korbel: Hell yeah. She was a great assistant. 6-2. I'm ahead.
J.T.: I'm going easy on you.
Korbel: Sure, you are.
J.T.: Yeah, just wait.
Korbel: I'm waiting.
Sharon: Hong Kong? How did that happen?
Jack: Well, you know Jabot is overstocked with product right now.
Jack: Well, Ji Min wanted someone senior in the organization to go over there and deal with it. Ashley was his go-to gal.
Sharon: Wow. How long is she gonna be gone?
Jack: A while, I'm sure.
Sharon: What about Abby?
Jack: Abby went with her.
Sharon: In the middle of a school year?
Jack: Hey, this is gonna be an amazing opportunity for that little girl.
Sharon: I suppose. Hey, um, I just realized... that means you're gonna be all alone in the Abbott manor.
Jack: Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that either.
Sheila: Be careful! Please!
Michael: How's it look?
Paul: It's hard to tell. There's a lot of blood. Let me get a towel.
Sheila: Call an ambulance. Call an ambulance, please.
Sheila: Have compassion. Michael...
Michael: Why should I?
Sheila: Because... you're not like Paul. You've changed.
Michael: Oh, really? What am I like?
Sheila: We have a lot in common.
Michael: Really? How do you figure?
Sheila: Because we're outcasts. But now you have a wife and a baby.
Michael: A baby you would've killed me for and Lauren.
Sheila: If I die... all of the good things you've ever done will be for nothing. And you'll be a criminal... again... just like Paul. If I die... this will haunt you for the rest of your life.
Michael: Whether you live or die makes absolutely no difference to me.
Sheila: Its murder in a court of law, Counselor.
Michael: Well, we'll just have to see who blinks first, won't we?
Sharon: Sometimes I wish I had never even heard the name Ji Min.
Jack: Why? You don't have to deal with him.
Sharon: Well, I feel bad for you. Because he's so incompetent, now he's had to send Ashley overseas to clean up his mess?
Jack: You know what? Ashley's been miserable since dad died. Maybe this time away will do her some good.
Sharon: I know you're gonna miss her.
Jack: Yeah, it won't be forever. Besides, this overstock situation is my doing. Killing the tie-in with NVP kinda left Jabot holding the bag.
Sharon: Because I was so uptight about the ad campaign?
Jack: No, I'm the one that killed that ad campaign.
Sharon: Well, now I supported your decision. And if I hadn't been so annoyed with Phyllis that day, I wouldn't have made such a big deal out of it. So I'm sorry for my part.
Jack: No, you have nothing to apologize for. This was my doing. I am totally responsible for Ashley's having to go abroad.
Paul: It doesn't look like the cut's too deep. I don't think she hit any vital organs.
Sheila: How the hell do you know? You're not a doc.
Paul: She's gotta apply pressure to the wound with the towel here.
Michael: All right. Got it. Got it. Got it. Got it.
Sheila: I may have punctured my duodenum. And I-I may need surgery.
Michael: Yeah, you should've thought of that before you stabbed yourself, right?
Paul: How we doing?
Michael: All right.
Paul: Sit down. All right, take this hand, put it on there. Apply pressure.
Paul: It'll stop the bleeding.
Sheila: I need to go to the hospital.
Paul: You know what, Sheila? We don't have to do anything.
Sheila: And if I die?
Michael: Well, if you die, then we'll have to figure out a way to dispose of the body.
Korbel: Damn it.
J.T.: What's the matter, Professor? You afraid to go outside?
Korbel: No, come on, just play the game.
J.T.: Oh, God... my bad.
Korbel: Something tells me you're angry, J.T.
J.T.: No, I just like playing hard.
Korbel: Well, to paraphrase Aristotle, it's easy to become angry anyone can do that. But to be angry at the right person for the right reason? That's a lot more difficult.
J.T.: Thanks for the lesson.
Amber: Huh. Just can't stay away from me, can you?
Daniel: Ha ha. I'm looking for my wife.
Amber: Oh, why are the good ones always taken?
Daniel: Yeah, so have you seen her?
Amber: Yeah, she's in the back getting a dress for a customer.
Daniel: Do you mind if I wait?
Amber: Hmm. So, tire boy, save any damsels in distress lately?
Daniel: Uh, no, just you.
Amber: Oh, I feel so special.
Daniel: Yeah, I bet you do.
Amber: I mean it. I dig a guy who gives roadside service.
Lily: Excuse me?
Amber: Oh, hey, Lily. I was just thanking Daniel again for, uh, changing my flat tire.
Daniel: Hey, Baby.
Lily: Hi. Um, I'll be right with you in a sec. I have to finish with this customer, so...
Amber: Oh, I'll do it. Let you lovebirds sit and chat a little.
Lily: Okay, thank you. So, yeah, um... so, what's up?
Daniel: Well, what's up, is I was wondering if you wanted to go and get some lunch.
Lily: Oh, I have a 15-minute break and it's not till later. I pulled a double shift today.
Daniel: Oh. Well, I thought I'd check anyway. How about I stop by and pick you up after work and we go and get some dinner?
Sheila: Where are you going?
Paul: Nowhere. Take it easy.
Michael: She needs medical attention.
Paul: So what are they gonna say when we show up with Sheila Carter at a hospital?
Michael: Phyllis Newman, you mean.
Paul: How long do you think we're gonna be able to sell that one, Michael?
Michael: They're not gonna believe her, Paul.
Paul: Right, so they call the next of kin, they get Nicholas on the phone and he's got Phyllis standing next to him.
Michael: What we do is fool the ER doctors long enough to get her patched up.
Paul: We're not gonna risk it. What if they learn who she is and that we've been holding her hostage? We're screwed.
Michael: Oh, well, we've gotta do something.
Paul: Taking her out of here is not an option. If she did get loose, you know exactly where she'd go.
Michael: Yes, I know, straight for Lauren.
Paul: And if we got her in time? What do you think it would do to Lauren when she finds out Sheila's alive?
Michael: She's already having panic attacks. She would never be able to handle it.
Paul: So we better get busy and figure a way out of this.
Lily: Maybe you can do that, too.
Lily: Lauren, hey! Are you feeling better?
Amber: Wait, you were sick? I thought you were just at home taking care of the baby.
Lauren: I am. I was. I wasn't feeling that great, so my doctor prescribed some medication and now I'm all better. Almost, anyway.
Lily: Good. Good.
Amber: Sure it wasn't the flu?
Lauren: Oh, I'm sure. Anyway, I was at breakfast with Gloria, and thought I'd make sure that the place was still standing. Good news--it is.
Lily: It's still here.
Amber: Hey, where's your little guy?
Lauren: He is with Kevin and Jana.
Amber: Ah, must be nice that they live in the same building as you. You have built in babysitters.
Lauren: Well, that's for sure. That's for sure. I mean, I haven't been using them that much, 'cause, you know, I'm kind of a homebody, but...
Amber: I know. I almost forgot what you looked like.
Lauren: Really? After all these years?
Lily: Sorry, um, excuse me.
Lauren: No, no, no, wait.
Lauren: Will you let me do it? I'm a little out of practice, but I bet you I could sell some things.
Lily: So... is your car all fixed?
Amber: What do you mean?
Lily: Well, you know, your tire-- did you get a-- a new one?
Amber: Oh, yes. Daniel insisted
Lily: Yeah, he's a-- he's a good guy that way.
Amber: Mmm, Daniel is the best. You know, I could've been stranded on the side of the road for hours if he hadn't come along and taken pity on me.
Lily: Yeah, well, you know, he likes to help people.
Amber: You know, you are so lucky to have a husband like that. If I wasn't totally into Adrian, I would be jealous.
J.T.: Nice shot.
Korbel: So we're playing prison rules now, is that it?
J.T.: Hey, if you can't hack it, get off the court, Professor. 18 all.
Korbel: You wanna quit?
J.T.: Why? You need some oxygen there? You want me to call the paramedics? Come on!
Sharon: Coffee fresh?
Phyllis: Uh, I don't know.
Sharon: So... uh, you back to work, full-time?
Phyllis: Just a couple days here and there. Thanks to Jack. He's a doll. Do you know that he set up a nursery so, uh, I could bring Summer to work with me?
Sharon: Oh, that's nice. Sounds like something Jack would do.
Phyllis: Yeah, absolutely. It's allowed me to finalize the rollout for the new NVP ad campaign. Speaking of which, uh, the art department gave me the photos for the new mock-up. Do you wanna see?
Sharon: Oh, sure.
Phyllis: Here you go. Ta da!
Sharon: Wait, these are the wrong photos. Uh, well, Jabot's using these. I thought we were going with the more demure ones.
Phyllis: Oh, no, no. Uh, we decided to go with my original concept.
Sharon: Oh. Um, does Jack know about this?
Phyllis: Oh, yeah, definitely, since it was his idea.
Paul: Sheila was a nurse. I'm betting she knew what she was doing. She's smart enough not to give herself a fatal wound.
Michael: We hope. What if... we get her what she needs and she can treat herself?
Paul: That might work.
Michael: Right now, it's her only option.
Sheila: Would you two stop yakking and do something?
Michael: Shut up and listen.
Paul: You're gonna get medical attention.
Sheila: You're taking me to the hospital?
Paul: Not quite.
Sheila: What does that mean?
Paul: I hope you remember what you learned in nursing school.
Sheila: Oh! Oh!
Paul: It's still bleeding a little. Now keep the pressure on it.
Michael: Write down what you need.
Michael: It's called "Do it yourself" treatment. It's all the craze.
Paul: Here, I'll keep the pressure on it. Here.
Sheila: You two are crazy. What I need is a doctor.
Paul: Sheila, would you just write?
Sheila: It's been so long. I-I don't know what to do.
Dru: Hi, Honey!
Lily: I didn't know you were coming by.
Dru: Well, I figured my baby needed the commission.
Lily: Yes, I do. This is true.
Dru: So, you know, since I need one of everything, why not--
Lily: Wow! You're gonna make me rich, Mom.
Dru: Anything wrong with that?
Lily: No. But, um, I do hate that it's necessary, you know?
Dru: Honey, let's not talk about that, okay? Let's not talk about that. Now what do you have here that's gonna wow Mama?
Lily: Actually, I was on my way to Crimson Lights to get some coffee for Lauren and me. But if you want me to stay--
Dru: No, no, no, no.
Lily: Then I'll stay.
Dru: No, go ahead, go ahead. It gives me plenty of time--
Lily: Are you sure?
Dru: Yeah, I can look at everything. Go ahead.
Lily: Okay. I'll see you in a bit then.
Dru: Bye, Sweetpea.
Lauren: Hey, Dru!
Dru: Oh, Lauren, you dropped all that weight that fast?
Lauren: Oh, nursing, you know?
Lauren: Oh, thank you. And also, I have been meaning to thank you again for Fen's gift.
Lauren: He just loves going to sleep with those lullabies. It's so sweet.
Dru: Oh, I'm glad he likes it. You know, my baby had it forever. Probably till she was 4 years old, she played with that thing.
Lauren: Aw, that's nice. So, listen, you know, Michael told me about what happened with your clothes. I'm really sorry.
Dru: Oh, yeah. I don't wanna get into it.
Lauren: I know. You know, as women, we're gonna look at the silver lining in things. And, uh, I guess that means you get a whole new wardrobe. And could you be in a better place?
Dru: No, I couldn't. And hook me up.
Lauren: I will! I will! Because there was a blouse that came in today--
Dru: Really? The place looks fantastic.
Lauren: With your name written all over it.
Dru: Really? Let me see. Let me see.
Lauren: Yeah, Valentine’s Day. Okay, what do you think?
Dru: Wow, I love it! That's really good. Turn around. Turn around.
Lauren: Look. Your colors.
Dru: You know, there's something familiar about that piece. Uh...
Lauren: Dru? What is it?
Dru: Nothing. Can you just put that away? That, um--
Dru: That's the same top that was Carmen's. You know, I...
Lauren: Oh, I'm sorry.
Dru: I guess I had it-- I guess I had it coming to me.
Lily: Hi, um, I called in a to-go order for Romalotti?
Lily: Okay, here.
Daniel: There she is! Hey, is it break time?
Lily: Yes, but I only have a minute.
Daniel: That's okay. I'll take whatever I can get.
Lily: So, um... what do you think of Amber?
Daniel: What do you mean, what do I think about her?
Lily: Well, I mean, you know, you kinda... joke around with her a lot.
Daniel: I do?
Lily: Yeah. oh, I just love a guy who gives roadside service!
Daniel: Ah, getting me all hot and bothered, why don't you?
Lily: (Normal voice) oh, yeah? What about when Amber says it?
Daniel: Okay, seriously, why the questions about her?
Lily: I don't know. I'm just--I'm curious. You know, guys just fall all over her. So, is it for obvious reasons? Or...
Daniel: Amber is a character. She cracks me up. She does. And with all the terrible stuff that's going on with your mom and with Devon, it's kinda nice to joke around with someone.
Lily: I see. I wonder if she does that with Professor Korbel.
Daniel: Nah, I'm pretty sure with the two of them it's just all about... deep discussions. Yeah.
Lily: Oh, my God! Shut up!
J.T.: Ah, that's 21.
Colleen: He tripped you. Isn't that a foul?
J.T.: I don't know, Adrian, you tell me. Was that a foul?
Korbel: It's all part of the game, Colleen. J.T. won... this time.
J.T.: You let me know the next time you want a rematch, all right?
Korbel: I'll do that.
Jack: Have you maybe seen Sharon?
Phyllis: Yeah, she just left. In fact, I think she's looking for you.
Jack: Oh? Any idea why? You told her we're gonna go with the sexier photos.
Phyllis: Well, I showed her the photos for the mock-up. She wanted to see them. I had no idea it was a secret.
Jack: No, it's not a secret.
Phyllis: Um, listen, I'm--I'm sorry I didn't have time to talk when you called last night.
Jack: I have no right to expect you to sit by the phone on the off chance that I might need to unload.
Phyllis: Is that why you called?
Jack: Sort of.
Phyllis: I'm--I could tell that something was wrong by-- by the tone in your voice. Does it have something to do with you and Sharon?
Jack: No, no, no, it's... family.
Phyllis: Oh. Is it Ashley and Abby?
Jack: You heard they left for Hong Kong?
Phyllis: Yeah, Victor mentioned it.
Jack: So I was rattling around in that big, empty house feeling sorry for myself and... lonely and depressed and... I had this sudden urge to hear your voice.
Sharon: Uh... next time, I'll just wear a little bells when I come in.
Phyllis: All right, well, there is my cue to leave. I'll just take my stuff.
Jack: Listen, I-I know what you just overheard.
Sharon: Uh, no, no, it's fine. Listen, Jack, I know that you guys are still friends.
Jack: No, I would have called you. Dru's apartment had just been broken into. You were trying to help her. I thought that was more important than my being lonesome.
Sharon: Yeah, Dru did need someone.
Jack: I need to know that I didn't hurt your feelings in what I just said to Phyllis.
Sharon: Oh, go on. I like to think that I am mature enough to handle that, which reminds me, Phyllis just showed me the photos for the ad campaign.
Jack: I still like the old ones better.
Sharon: Then why did you change your mind?
Jack: Well, I saw Jabot's numbers in the markets Ji Min was using the hotter ads. It was a real spike in sales.
Sharon: Hmm, really?
Jack: Yeah, I wouldn't be a very good businessman if I let my personal opinions get in the way of the bottom line, now would I?
Sharon: I understand. And I appreciate you fighting for me for as long as you have.
Lauren: Hey, Dru?
Lauren: Come here. You know, I was thinking about it. Whatever you thought you had coming, I mean, you really didn't deserve this.
Dru: Well, that's what I say. But if that be true, why am I having all this trouble?
Lauren: I don't know. Do you have any idea who's harassing you?
Dru: Yeah. Carmen's ex, David Chow.
Dru: Serious as a heart attack.
Lauren: Look, you know, you made a mistake. But you were provoked, right?
Dru: Exactly! I was not looking for trouble like Carmen was.
Lauren: Oh, she had to know what she was getting into.
Dru: Did she really think I was gonna sit back and let her steal my man?
Lauren: She would've been stupid if she did.
Dru: Well, look where she I I'm just saying.
Dru: I didn't mean to do all the things that I did to her and that's the truth. But all this harassment has got to stop.
Amber: Hmm. "Introduction to Microeconomics now there's some pleasure reading for you.
Amber: You study here a lot?
Amber: I'm taking a class, too.
Daniel: Really? At the university?
Amber: Mm-hmm. Well, auditing. Medieval art history.
Daniel: Professor Korbel?
Amber: Right. You guys know each other?
Daniel: I met the guy once. He seemed okay. You know, there's not many gothic cathedrals for you to study here in Southern Wisconsin.
Amber: I'm in Wisconsin? I must've made a wrong turn somewhere.
Daniel: See, I know exactly how you feel, 'cause I felt the same way when I got here from Switzerland.
Amber: Wow! Switzerland, huh?
Amber: You must be one of those worldly sophisticated types.
Daniel: I don't know, am I?
Amber: I guess we'll see once I get to know you better.
Daniel: Well, do me a favor and keep me posted when you find out, because the suspense is killing me.
Amber: Well, I'd hate to be responsible for that. Hey, give me your e-mail address, in case I don't run into you.
Daniel: Sure. It's, uh, email@example.com.
Amber: Okay, Romalotti guy, well, when you get a message from Amber8743@gonzele.net, don't delete it. 'Cause it'll be me.
Colleen: What was that about?
J.T.: What was what about?
Colleen: Well, you invited Professor Korbel to a friendly game. Why were you guys playing so rough?
Colleen's voice: I hate myself, Lily. Here I am, living with J.T. and I can't even stop thinking about Adrian. How can I stay with J.T. when I feel this way about another guy? I keep thinking about what it's like to kiss Adrian.
J.T.: You know, uh, Adrian mentioned you two chat a lot about Aristotle.
Colleen: I wouldn't say a lot.
J.T.: Oh, so you don't do much chatting at all then?
Colleen: Not anymore.
J.T.: Because you don't work for him?
Colleen: 'Cause he's just--
J.T.: He's your teacher.
Colleen: Yeah. So?
J.T.: Yeah, he's your teacher. Or maybe the reason you don't do much talking is 'cause you're too busy making out.
Colleen: What did you just say?
J.T.: Yeah, you learn a lot when you talk trash with your opponent.
Colleen: He said that...
J.T.: Yeah, it make sense now, Colleen. Why you--why you just drop everything and go running every time he called. Just admit it, Colleen. I know what's been going on.
Colleen: I don't really think--
J.T.: Just say it, Colleen! I'd have a hell of a lot more respect for you if you'd just say it.
Colleen: Fine. Yes, I slept with Professor Korbel. Are you happy now, J.T.?
Colleen: Wait... you didn't...
Colleen: But... you said that--
J.T.: I know. I was... I was trying to get you to admit that you had feelings for the guy. I had no idea that...
Colleen: It only happened one time.
J.T.: Oh. Oh, one time? Well... no problem then.
Colleen: Hey, you were the one that slept with Victoria. I dealt with that.
J.T.: You think that's the same thing, Colleen?!
Colleen: Look, J.T., I just meant--
J.T.: We weren't even with me when I slept with Victoria. You cheated on me while we were living together. You went from our bed to Adrian's.
Colleen: J.T., stop it!
J.T.: Stop what? What do you want me to stop?
Colleen: No, it wasn't like that! Stop!
J.T.: Then what was it like?! You tell me what it was like, Colleen. And, please, please, don't tell me that it just happened.
Colleen: It did. No, I'm serious, it did, J.T. look, if we weren't stuck in that classroom the night of the ice storm--
J.T.: How stupid do you think I am, Colleen?
Colleen: J.T., I swear-- I swear none of it-- it will never happen-- it will never happen again.
J.T.: So as long as we don't have some--some major ice storm, I'm good, right? Wow, I feel-- I feel so much better. I feel so much better.
Colleen: No, J.T., wait!
J.T.: No, don't! Just don't even... don't, just, don't.
Sheila: Did you get me everything I needed?
Michael: I got everything but the, uh, tetanus medicine and the syringe.
Sheila: That's why I need a doctor.
Paul: All right, I'll take care of this, Michael. You go home.
Michael: What, you're gonna do this by yourself? What do you know about--?
Paul: You have a wife and a son. Go home.
Michael: All right. Uh, call me if you need anything.
Paul: All right, Sheila, it's just you and me. Ready to talk me through this?
Dru: Thanks for inviting me to Crimson Lights. I really appreciate it.
Sharon: Yeah, I just had to knock off early today. It was one of those days I wish I'd stayed in bed.
Dru: You, too? I had a mini-meltdown today at Fenmore's.
Sharon: Why? What happened?
Dru: David Chow-- he's stalking me, Sharon. Follows me everywhere I go. I feel guilty enough about what I did to Carmen.
Sharon: Yeah, I had a, uh... a mini-case of the guilts today myself.
Dru: Really? What happened?
Sharon: I found out that Ashley Abbott has taken Abby and moved off to Hong Kong.
Dru: Hong Kong? Forever?
Sharon: Well, she's handling the overstock problem there with Jabot, so I have the impression she's gonna be there for a while.
Dru: Yeah, but why does that make you feel guilty?
Sharon: Because, you know, maybe if I hadn't said that I hated those photos, Jack wouldn't have called off the tie-in with Jabot and there wouldn't be a problem and she wouldn't have gone to Hong Kong.
Dru: Yeah, all right, but you know what? Ashley's a big girl. If she didn't wanna go to Hong Kong, you know she could've sent somebody else.
Sharon: Yeah. But still... if it had been anyone other than Phyllis who wanted those photos, I probably wouldn't have made a big deal out of it.
Dru: That heifer has given you so much grief. Why would you help her anyway?
Sharon: You know what? I, uh... I walked in on her and Jack today.
Dru: She's so slippery. You walked in on them?
Sharon: Yeah, I mean, they were just talking. But it's just... I don't know, it looks like they're getting close again.
Dru: I know that cooks your last grit.
Sharon: Well, I feel bad for Jack. You know, he has-- he's lost his father. He's lost his company. Now he's lost his sister and how could I begrudge him a confidante?
Dru: Yeah, but anybody but Phyllis. Give me a break.
Sharon: Anybody but Phyllis.
Phyllis: All clear?
Jack: Hey, come on in. You're just in time to join me for a drink.
Phyllis: Oh, make mine water. Summer is due for a feeding.
Jack: Well, okay. Water it is.
Jack: For you, Madame.
Phyllis: Oh, thanks. Uh, is Sharon okay with the ads?
Jack: I think she understands there's a need for change.
Phyllis: Really? I'm sure at the same time she wants to throttle me.
Phyllis: Listen, I can't please everyone.
Jack: No, just a few of us.
Jack: Excuse me. Yeah? Okay, thanks. The baby's awake.
Phyllis: Oh, okay. Duty calls.
Jack: Tell the little beauty bon appétit for me.
Phyllis: Uh, will do.
Michael: Laur --
Lauren: You're home! Hi, Sweetheart! Whoa! What... Michael? Michael?
Lauren: Honey, you're shaking. What's going on?
Michael: I don't know. Nothing. Not a thing. Just... it's been a very long day. I'm just happy to finally be home.
Lauren: Well, I am happy that you are home.
Paul: Here. For the pain.
Sheila: Oh, thank you.
Sheila: Am I going to die?
Paul: You know what? I'm not that lucky.
Sheila: Oh, I'm so scared, Paul.
Paul: Oh, come on, Sheila, don't give me that. You know damn well that if you punctured a vital organ, you'd be dead by now.
Sheila: Then why does it hurt so bad?
Paul: I seriously doubt you're in that much pain.
Sheila: What, do you think I'm faking?
Paul: No. I think the stab wound is real enough. But what you did was stupid. If you did it to get out of here, you're wrong.
Sheila: That's it?
Paul: Afraid so. Face it. You gambled and lost.
Sheila: Okay. You won this round, Paul. But let me tell you something.
Paul: Yeah, what's that?
Sheila: This game-- it's a long way from over.
On the next "The Young and the Restless"...
Colleen: My stupid mistake are costing me my boyfriend!
Lily: You don't know that your relationship with J.T. is over.
J.T.: You can start by telling me why the hell you slept with my girlfriend.
Kay: It may not be Phillip in that grave. There's only one way that we can be certain.
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