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Victor: Is everything set?

Brad: Of course. I'm Robert Decker from Chicago.

Victor: And I'm Martin Van Pelt.

Brad: We specialize in dealing rare art pieces acquired through unorthodox methods.

Victor: Very good. Now our first buyer is a fellow called Kurt LeConte. He works for a collector who wishes to remain anonymous. And speak of the devil...

Brad: Pleasure.

Man: Interesting set up.

Victor: It's always good to remain discreet.

Man: So discreet that you won't reveal what you're selling.

Victor: I think you'll be very happy with what we have to offer.

Sharon: Hey, Dru, um, I rented a movie and I don't know what it's about, but it's suppose to have some really hot guys in it. So you should come over and watch it with me.

Sharon: Um... unless that's you at my door right now.

Sharon: Hey, Jack!

Jack: Hey! An impulse visit to go with the impulse gift I just bought for Noah.

Sharon: Oh, my gosh, how thoughtful! Well, thank you so much for that. Oops!

Sharon: I am such a klutz.

Jack: There we go. You're a gorgeous klutz. I'll pick up after you any time.

Sharon: Thanks.

Jack: What is it? You seem worried.

Sharon: Um, yeah, I'm a little worried about Dru. She's just going through a lot right now.

Jack: Yeah, she is. A heck of a lot's happening.

Sharon: Well, I think it's really catching up with her.

Paul: You're burning up. The infection's gotten worse. Sheila... Sheila, you're a nurse. Tell me what to do.

Paul: Oh, great, I finally want you to talk and you don't say a word. Are you cold? I can get you a blanket.

Paul: I'll be right back. I'll get you a blanket. You can't hear a word I'm saying, can you? If you can hear me, you hang in there. I'll be back, okay?

Lily: Hey. Hey, when did, uh, when did Cane start working here?

Daniel: He told Amber and me that he got the gig a couple days ago.

Lily: Ah. Tips must be decent.

Daniel: Yeah. It's a great way to pick up girls, too.

Lily: Ahem. What?

Daniel: If you're single, of course.

Lily: Uh-huh. If you're single.

Daniel: Of course. Speaking of which, I wonder where Amber is.

Lily: Are you sure that she wanted to meet here?

Daniel: Yeah, positive.

Daniel: Hang on a second. Speak of the devil! She's texting me. "Running late. Tell C." Hey, Cane?

Cane: Hey, man, how's it going?

Daniel: What's going on, man? Amber's running late. She wanted me to tell you.

Cane: Oh, that's no problem. I got ten minutes left on the shift anyway.

Daniel: Cool. Hey, listen, are Neil and Dru-- are they here tonight?

Cane: No, they're not coming in.

Daniel: Well, you think maybe we could change up the music a little bit? Yeah!

Lily: Oh, grab it! Quick!

Daniel: Okay.

Lily: Ha ha! This is our table now!

Daniel: Success! You know, I'm kinda glad that Amber's not here right now. Because that means I have you all to myself.

Lily: I know. We haven't had much alone time. Between you, uh, pulling double shifts and all my family's stuff...

Daniel: And that Econ term paper-- that thing's gonna be the death of me.

Lily: Yeah, well, you deserve a night off.

Daniel: We both do.

Lily: I know. So let's just relax. 'Cause the last thing we need is to get sick.

Brad: That's our final offer.

Man: It's $50,000 more than the piece is worth.

Victor: If your client wants it, he'll pay.

Man: He'll need to see before he commits to such a large expenditure.

Brad: He is welcome to drop in and take a look at it. We'll be here all evening.

Man: That's not the way he does business. I will bring the artifact to him.

Brad: Not an option.

Man: Either the piece goes out for his approval or the deal is off.

Victor: You tell your client to rethink his priorities. Otherwise, there's no deal.

Man: You just lost yourself a sale.

Victor: If we're gonna draw out the people that we're looking for, we need to establish a strong reputation.

Brad: We certainly did that.

Victor: You know this was a test. This man is gonna talk to the other people in the circle and tell them that we are professionals. And very soon the real players will show up.

Sharon: Those hang up calls are really starting to get to Dru. You know, she thought she saw Carmen in the parking garage.

Jack: She thought she saw a ghost?

Sharon: Do you believe in ghosts?

Jack: No, no. Uh, you know, after Dad passed, more than a couple times I sensed him in the room.

Sharon: Well, no, no, no, Dru wasn't sensing a presence. She thought she saw Carmen talking on her cell phone.

Jack: Well, maybe it was just someone that looked like Carmen.

Sharon: Well, that's what I told her to get her to calm down. Believe me, there was nobody there.

Jack: Your mind can play a lot of tricks on you when you're stressed.

Sharon: Well, I'm just trying to keep her spirits up. I'm not sure I'm doing a very good job.

Jack: Are you kidding me? Everybody should have as good and supportive a friend as you. They'd be very lucky.

Sharon: Well, you know, it goes both ways. My friends do a lot for me, too.

Amber: It took me 20 minutes to drive 5 blocks, thanks to a stalled bus.

Daniel: Hmm. You must feel like you're right back in LA.

Amber: Not with four inches of snow on the ground.

Daniel: Listen, I told Cane that you were running late.

Amber: Thanks. How did people ever survive without wireless?

Lily: Uh, they yelled really loud and hoped for the best.

Amber: Lily, you're hilarious.

Lily: Man, I swear, you were right. Cane gets, like, one hot girl after another at the bar. He offers a free drink and then, bam, instant date!

Daniel: Yeah, What do you think its 100% success rate?

Lily: I don't know. Maybe I should go over there and test out our theory.

Daniel: I don't think I want you falling all over Cane.

Lily: Oh, don't worry, Honey. You're the only guy that I wanna be with.

Daniel: Mmm, yes.

Daniel: Mm-hm

Amber: It's been hours since we've seen each other. How did you ever possibly survive?

Cane: Somehow I just managed to distract myself.

Amber: Hey, did you, um, make any progress searching for your mom?

Cane: No, I checked a couple more adoption sites out, but there's nothing new.

Amber: She's probably having the same conversation about you right now.

Cane: Maybe. But knowing my luck, she's gonna turn out to be someone scandalous-- like the town Madame.

[Amber remembering]

Amber: "Phillip Chancellor-- born December 25, 1976 died in a drunk driving accident. The only child of Phillip Chancellor II-- founder of Chancellor Industries." When were you born?

Cane: December. Two days before Christmas, 1976

Cane: Hey... I'm sorry about that.

Amber: No, it's okay. I like watching you work.

Cane: Really? Maybe you should watch me wipe the bar down. It is such a turn on.

Amber: No, I'm serious. There's just something about you.

Cane: Maybe it's the accent or, um, my boyish good looks. I just can't figure it out.

Amber: No, it's more than that. I have a feeling you'll find your family lives nowhere near the wrong side of the tracks.

Cane: I hope you're right.

Paul: Make yourself at home.

Sullivan: Well, don't mind if I do.

Paul: So you might think about renting an apartment because there's not much privacy out here in the hall.

Sullivan: Well, you know what? This isn't permanent. I have been, uh, searching for a missing person.

Paul: Oh, really?

Paul: You came up here for backup, did you?

Sullivan: He hasn't been seen since yesterday when he canceled a date. And now today he won't answer his telephone.

Paul: Oh, well, I think I've seen him around somewhere.

Sullivan: Yeah?

Sullivan: He looks like he could use a friend... or a priest.

Paul: Well, he definitely could use a beer.

Victor: We hired top artists to do the refurbishing. The pieces are in excellent condition.

Woman: They should be, given what you're as for them.

Brad: They're worth every penny.

Woman: Your word means little to me since I don't know you.

Victor: We've been in the business for over a decade.

Woman: Should I have heard of you?

Brad: Absolutely. Gunther Doring. Richard Henning.

Woman: They haven't been in business since the '90s.

Brad: That's because we changed our names. I'm sure you've heard of Thomas Eckberg and Miles Rockford.

Woman: Of course.

Brad: Also us. We've stayed in the game for so long by constantly changing our identities. Staying one step ahead of Interpol.

Woman: I always wondered how you managed to avoid arrest after that business with Rembrandt's self-portrait.

Victor: You're a very beautiful lady. We went underground for a while. And we'll never work with a museum employee again.

Woman: Would you mind if I... took the pieces for 24 hours, just to show to my clients?

Victor: Absolutely not.

Woman: Good. Because only a fool or a con artist will let them out of his sight.

Victor: And only an amateur would buy without asking questions.

Jack: This isn't just any model airplane. This is a scale replica of a 747 with working parts.

Noah: Awesome! Mom, can I put it together?

Sharon: Um, no, not tonight. It's almost your bedtime.

Noah: No fair!

Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, listen, why don't we make this our little project?

Noah: What do you mean?

Jack: Well, you and I can build this thing together over the next few weeks.

Noah: A few weeks?!

Jack: Hey, you don't wanna rush this you don't want it to fall apart, do you?

Jack: That's right. When I was your age my dad and I worked on a model World War II battleship. I was in such a hurry to put the thing together I put one piece where it didn't belong. It almost fell apart. I remember my dad telling me, "Patience, perseverance, focus"-- that's what the shipbuilders had to have. I'll never forget that.

Sharon: Jack's right. You know, you're gonna have a lot more fun playing with that after you've put all that time and effort into building it yourself.

Noah: Cool.

Sharon: Okay. So you ready to go to bed?

Noah: Yeah.

Sharon: All right. Say your good nights.

Noah: Good night, Jack.

Jack: Good night, mister. See ya.

Amber: Genoa City is starting to feel like home. Everyone's so friendly.

Cane: It's the closest to Mayberry I've ever been.

Amber: Yeah, except Andy Griffith never had to deal with murder mysteries. Oh, Lily, I am so sorry.

Lily: No, it's okay. I'm used to it.

Daniel: Lily, do you wanna go dance?

Lily: Yeah.

Amber: Oh, hey, wait, wait, wait, Lily, let me buy you a soda or something.

Cane: No, I got it. It's on the house.

Lily: No, no, no, Amber, really, it's okay.

Amber: No, I mean, the last thing I wanna do is hurt your feelings.

Lily: No, no, no, I'm fine, trust me, okay? I've put my foot in my mouth so many times I have permanent bite marks on my toes. Just ask Daniel.

Daniel: She's right. I do see her feet every night.

Amber: Okay. Thanks.

Lily: Sure.

Sullivan: Well, I don't have to ask how you're doing.

Paul: Remind me not to play poker with you anytime soon.

Sullivan: Well, let's see... it can't be a blowout with your wife, because you're not married.

Paul: No, and if I were, she would've kicked me out months ago, because I'm spending so much time with a very hot-looking detective.

Sullivan: And I'm pretty sure that the IRS cannot throw you into lock-up until after an audit.

Paul: Yeah, well, I guess I do look like I've been in jail.

Sullivan: For all I know, you've quit shaving as an homage to "Miami Vice." But what has put the dead look in your eyes?

Paul: I'm tired. That's all.

Sullivan: I see that look a lot when I-- when I interview witnesses. You're scared of something. You just don't want to admit it.

Paul: You know, Maggie, I have a master bedroom, a guest bedroom. I've got no interrogation room in this apartment.

Sullivan: Are you... working on a case right now?

Paul: Always. What, you've got no shame? That's disgusting.

Sullivan: I'm sorry.

Paul: You're the worst.

Sullivan: It's just my impulse to--to look and ask questions later.

Paul: Well... you said it first.

Sullivan: It must be a tough case.

Paul: Actually, it's the toughest case I've ever had.

Sullivan: You have to let it go.

Paul: I wish I could do that.

Woman: It's exquisite.

Victor: Isn't it? It's a beautiful piece. I'm sure your client will be very, very happy with it.

Woman: However... I'm hesitant to do business with people I've never worked with before.

Victor: You have to start somewhere, don't you?

Brad: The higher the risk, the greater the reward.

Woman: And the greater potential for failure.

Brad: Well, you wouldn't do what you do if you liked to play it safe.

Victor: Why don't we give Helene some time to consider the whole thing? I want her to be comfortable with her decision. So we'll give you a couple of hours?

Brad: Well, Martin, there is a lot of interest in these pieces. They could be gone by then.

Victor: But if Helene needs some time, I think we should give it to her.

Helene: What is your account number? I need to know where to wire the money.

Victor: You will come back to us in a couple of hours?

Helene: No. Something is wrong. My clients depend on me to decide if this deal is safe. My instincts tell me this one isn't.

Brad: Helene, uh... if you need more information, you can just ask for it.

Helene: I'm sure you have all the right answers, but that doesn't matter. I'm not doing business with you. Good evening, Gentlemen.

Cane: So I'm lobbying to try and get Vege-mite on the menu.

Lily: And it must have been amazing, growing up in Australia.

Amber: Yeah, with Heath Ledger and Russell Crowe running around? I bet.

Lily: Yeah.

Daniel: You see, my poor wife here, she spent most of her childhood in Paris.

Lily: Oh, whatever, Mr. Swiss boarding school.

Cane: It's like anyplace.

Amber: Well, he's very adventurous. Didn't you tell me that you hiked the outback by yourself?

Cane: Yeah, just for a night. My car ran out of petrol, so I had to find a service station.

Lily: It sounds right out of a movie.

Cane: Trust me, it's really not that interesting.

Amber: Oh, please, don't-- don't make mining opals with your uncle’s sound dull.

Daniel: Wait a minute, your uncle runs a jewel mine?

Cane: Yeah, but it wasn't very successful.

Cane: No, they...

Lily: What? Is it?

Cane: No, that's just a myth. Uh, but you know what? If they did, we would've made more money on the goats than the opals.

Amber: A Renaissance man.

Cane: No, I'm just a... I'm just a high school drop out who's trying to find himself before he settles down, so...

Amber: Better than having some meaningless degree and not really knowing what you're about.

Cane: Yeah, you know those meaningless degrees often lead to gainful employment, though.

Amber: Well, as far as I'm concerned, having a soul is way more important than making a ton of cash.

Sharon: You've created a monster! Every other word out of Noah's mouth now is "Airplane."

Jack: Oh, I'm glad he liked it.

Sharon: Your father would be proud-- you passing on his tradition like that.

Jack: Yeah, I thought that might help me feel closer to him.

Sharon: Did it?

Jack: Not really. Now I've moved onto Dad's favorite drink. It's not really doing the trick either.

Sharon: Well, maybe you should, um, just take some time off.

Jack: No, work's what keeps me going.

Sharon: Like what things?

Jack: How much has changed in the last year. It feels like things will never be the same again. These days, my house feels like a prison.

Sharon: Oh. Well, I'm sorry, Jack.

Jack: No, no, no, wait, wait, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to turn this into Jack Abbott's private little pity party.

Sharon: No, hey, it's okay to miss your father.

Jack: No, no, you don't need to worry about me when you've got Dru to worry about right now.

Sharon: I don't mind.

Jack: Tell me something. You feel safe here alone with Noah? With everything Dru's going through, I would think you'd be a little freaked out.

Sharon: Well, I mean, it's... its okay. That guy's not after me.

Jack: Well, if... you ever change your mind, I'm available for rental.

Sharon: Thanks.

Jack: Dru's gonna be okay, you know? She's got good friends like you.

Sharon: Yeah, I hope so. I understand what she's going through after everything that happened with Cameron Kirsten. He made me feel like I was losing my mind.

Jack: Yeah, I've felt like that a few times since Dad passed away. Its times like that you wanna be around people you love.

Paul: I hate to be a party pooper, but, uh... it's getting late and I should probably take this food and go.

Sullivan: Well, I guess you just don't even have time to eat a real meal, do you?

Paul: Eat, shave-- fall very low on the priority list.

Sullivan: Yeah. This job has a way of twisting everything around. Weird things--you start... wondering if the concerned teachers are maybe too interested in his students. Or, um, or your neighbor's kid tells you that he broke his arm in football and you're wondering, did his dad actually do it?

Paul: You know what my dad used to do when he would come home from work? He'd do a, uh, crossword puzzle every night. Said it would clear his head. It doesn't work for everyone.

Sullivan: Well, I'll have to try it and see.

Paul: You know, when I was a kid, I never used to think my dad's job got to him. But, then, I grew up and started working with the GCPD. And...

Sullivan: Oh, now you're privy to the numerous crime scenes. Hard not to take that stuff home with ya.

Paul: Yeah, my dad was pretty good at it. Only on rare occasions did he act strangely, like he was, uh... on alert.

Sullivan: Yeah, how do you act like everything's normal when you've been watching people get stabbed and strangled and butchered all day? Those are hard images to get out of your head.

Paul: Yeah, they sure are. I actually couldn't have put it better myself.

Sheila: Paul?! Paul?!

Sheila: Somebody, help me! Help me! Help me, somebody!

Brad: So much for the best laid plans.

Victor: Well, you know, I've been in business for too long to be surprised by that. Many a business deal has fallen apart for some innocuous reason. I think we have some company. Good evening, gentlemen.

Man: Interesting work.

Victor: Yes, thank you.

Brad: We didn't have any more appointments scheduled for this evening.

Victor: What can we do for you?

Strovink: I'm Agent Strovink. This is my partner agent Rhyne. We are with Interpol.

Brad: Could I see some identification, please?

Brad: Thank you.

Victor: So what brings you by?

Rhyne: We received a tip someone in this district is trying to sell stolen artwork.

Victor: Oh, that's a terrible thing. Hope you catch them.

Strovink: Have you seen or heard anything suspicious?

Brad: No, this is the first we've heard of it.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Rhyne: What did you say your names were again?

Brad: We didn't. I'm Robert Decker. This is my associate, Martin Vanpelt.

Strovink: Mr. Vanpelt, you look familiar. Have we met before?

Victor: I look familiar? I'll be damned. I guess I have one of those faces. First time I've been to Geneva.

Rhyne: How unfortunate that a visit to our city should coincide with these attempts to fence art.

Victor: That is unfortunate indeed, isn't it?

Sullivan: I know. You have to leave.

Paul: Well, as much as I would like to stay here and finish off those barbecue chips... the, uh, duty calls.

Sullivan: Well, do you need, uh, someone to ride shotgun with you? Sometimes two heads are better than one.

Paul: Well, your head, in particular, is much too beautiful. I would, uh, I don't think I'd be able to concentrate.

Sullivan: Well, maybe next time.

Paul: Yeah. This is just a-a boring, routine stakeout.

Sullivan: Happens to be part of the toughest case you've ever had.

Paul: You know, I guess I am my dad's son. I don't wanna drag people into the muck.

Sullivan: You know... cops don't have partners just for back up. If you don't have someone to talk to, you go crazy.

Jack: I like being here. I feel like I'm part of a family.

Sharon: Yeah, what's left of it, right?

Jack: Well, at least you and Nick have managed to keep things friendly.

Sharon: Oh, Nick and I are, um, we're polite, for Noah's sake. But, um... you know, I hope that we can be friends again one day. I mean, you and Phyllis are.

Sharon: Well, um... I'm glad that we're friends, too. It gets pretty lonely around here.

Jack: I am here anytime you need me.

Sharon: Thanks. You know... it's really nice to have someone in my life that I know I can count on. Come here.

Amber: To finding happiness!

Daniel: Hear, hear!

Lily: Yes!

Daniel: Yes, hear, hear.

Amber: You two are so lucky you found each other. You know, finding somebody who loves and understands you is the most important thing in life.

Daniel: And if it were legal, we would drink to that.

Amber: You know, Cane makes a fabulous non-alcoholic cocktail. Have you ever tried safe sex on the beach?

Lily: Um, I can't say that I have.

Amber: Well, it is to die for. Hey, Cane, you should teach Lily how to make them. Then she and Daniel can have their own little happy hour, you know?

Cane: Sure. If you're interested, Lily, I'd love to.

Lily: Well, I mean, I don't know. Daniel and I don't really have time to lounge around for an hour every afternoon.

Daniel: Okay, hold on here.

Lily: What?

Daniel: Maybe we should make time. I mean, you were the one just saying that we need to relax.

Lily: Okay, okay, I mean, if that'll get Daniel, then I guess I'm up for it.

Cane: You know, if you really wanna impress Daniel, you should learn how to juggle oranges.

Lily: Okay! Where's the oranges?

Rhyne: May we see your passports?

Strovink: You are in Geneva on business?

Brad: That's right. We run an import/export company.

Strovink: Specializing in what? Packing crates?

Victor: Mostly rugs and some artwork.

Rhyne: All of which was obtained legitimately?

Brad: Absolutely.

Rhyne: Now are you signators to the 1954 protocol to the Hague convention for the protection of cultural property?

Victor: You bet. None of the artifacts in our possession were acquired as a result of armed conflict.

Rhyne: That piece behind you? Where did you get it?

Victor: That's an interesting story. This belong to someone in Silicon Valley. You know, he owned a hugely successful company and the stock tanked. So he needed some cash.

Rhyne: I oh, no signal. Excuse me.

Brad: You still have our passports.

Rhyne: I'll be right back.

Brad: So it must be exciting working for Interpol. I actually applied for an internship when I was in college.

Victor: I'll be damned. I never knew that.

Brad: Yeah. I, uh, didn't make the cut, unfortunately. The language requirement did me in. English, of course, wasn't a problem. And I did pretty well with, uh, French and Spanish. But... the mandarin did me in. How'd you do it?

Strovink: A lot of cramming and an exchange student friend in Beijing.

Brad: Huh. Yeah, well, I wish I... I had worked harder at it. I, uh, think I missed out on a wonderful experience. You know, while your partner is checking us out, why don't you take a look at the official, uh, documentation for the pieces.

Strovink: Thank you.

Brad: You're welcome.

Victor: This is a beautiful piece. Mm-hmm. I know. Let's get out of here.

Rhyne: I do hope you gentlemen weren't planning on leaving without saying good-bye.

Amber: Wait, so this woman comes back while Lily's on her break. And she starts calling me Lily. And I correct her. But then she asks me if we're twins.

Daniel: Oh, yeah, I know, 'cause I can totally see the resemblance there.

Amber: It turns out, she wasn't wearing her contact lenses.

Daniel: Now that is hilarious.

Amber: Okay, next time something funny happens at work, I'm gonna e-mail you.

Daniel: I will do the same for you. 'Cause let me tell you, the mailroom can be quite the wild and crazy place.

Lily: Here you go!

Daniel: Thank you. Mmm! Mmm, this is-- this is really good!

Lily: The secret ingredient is kiwi fruit.

Cane: I got hooked when I spent a summer in New Zealand.

Lily: Ah, another place we'll have to visit after we win the lottery.

Amber: I wanna visit all seven continents.

Daniel: Even Antarctica?

Amber: Yeah. Penguins are adorable.

Cane: So are you.

Amber: I-I wanted to travel with this guy I was dating, but it's kinda hard when you're with a career man.

Cane: That's not your type?

Amber: I don't know. He was a total sweetheart, but we had different priorities. So I had to break it off.

Lily: Seriously?

Cane: Well, that bloke's loss is my gain.

Jack: I should probably get a smaller place. A history-free, baggage-free bachelor pad.

Sharon: Yeah, go with the leather sofas-- everything. It'll be grand.

Jack: Why don't I? I don't know. Inertia.

Sharon: Um... listen, I would, um... love it if you could stay the night, but I can't, because of Noah and...

Jack: No, no, I understand.

Sharon: And it would just be--

Jack: It would be awkward.

Sharon: Yeah, because I-- otherwise...

Jack: Hey, you know what? I, uh, yeah, I should be going. I'll see you later, okay?

Sharon: Okay.

Paul: You're very dangerous, Maggie Sullivan.

Sullivan: Well, it's about time you noticed.

Paul: The more time I spend around you, the more difficult it is to leave. But, um, I gotta go. I'm already late.

Sullivan: Stakeout at a mattress store?

Paul: No, it's freezing outside. And I don't wanna waste gas running my heater while I'm parked.

Sullivan: An environmentalist--I like that.

Paul: More like a cheapskate.

Sullivan: So... you'll be taking me to a fast food place on our next date?

Paul: Yeah, that sounds romantic. I'll bring the candles and the ketchup.

Sullivan: So you just expect to run off and find me waiting here for you when you get back?

Paul: You better be.

Sullivan: That is just like a cop. No wonder so many of us are divorced.

Paul: Done that. More than once.

Sullivan: Well... it's hard to leave that stuff at the station.

Paul: Wouldn't you know?

Brad: The four official languages of Interpol are English, Spanish, French and Arabic, not Mandarin.

Strovink: Yeah, thanks for the tip.

Victor: What do you want?

Rhyne: Karl, tie them up.

Victor: You do not know who you're dealing with.

Sullivan: Isn't there someplace you're supposed to be?

Paul: Yeah. Right here.

Sheila: Aah! Aah!

[Sheila tears up her wound]

Victor: It is possible they're just thieves?

Brad: If that was the case, the would've taken what they wanted and left.

Victor: They might be working for the guy who owns the other Grugeon pieces.

Brad: That's what I'm afraid of.

Rhyne: Sit down. Please. Sit.

Rhyne: Sit down.

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

Neil: Whoever you saw, it was not Carmen.

Dru: I knew you wouldn't believe me.

Brad: Do you have any creative ideas as to how we're going to get out of this mess?

Michael: I need to talk to Lauren. I need to tell her the truth.

Paul: You can't do that.

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