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Lauren: Some people deserve to die. Sheila deserves to die.
Sheila: Don't listen to Lauren. I need to get to the hospital.
Lauren: The only way you're going to the hospital is zipped up in a body bag.
Michael: You need to trust us, Lauren.
Paul: We have talked about this.
Lauren: Do you honestly think that I'm gonna let you get her out of here because she stabbed herself? Don't you see that's exactly what she wants?
Paul: We don't have a choice.
Lauren: Yes, you do. She wants to take my baby and the two of you could be arrested for illegal restraint. Now the choice is easy.
Paul: You know, this was a bad idea. You never should've come here.
Lauren: No, it's not. We are a team. And together we are gonna determine Sheila's fate.
Michael: Lauren, it's more complicated than you think. You could be indicted for kidnapping if we don't take Sheila now. It's not just about her health, it's about shielding you from any illegal repercussions.
Paul: Think about it. You can't risk it.
Lauren: Oh, that's a chance I'm willing to take.
J.T.: Well, it's all yours. My body is a temple.
Victoria: And don't tell me, you're looking for worshippers.
J.T.: As many as I can find.
Cane: What's your pleasure?
J.T.: I would love a beautiful woman, straight up. Wow, that was fast.
Victoria: Uh, coffee, black.
J.T.: Vodka rocks.
Cane: I'll call you a cab when you're ready to pack it in.
J.T.: Thanks a lot.
Jana: I love this place. Oh, look, there's J.T. and Victoria. Let's go say hello.
Kevin: No, I think I'll, uh, go check our coats.
Jana: Okay. There you go.
Jana: Hello there! How are you?
Victoria: Hi, Jana.
Jana: Don't you just love this place? It's so fabulous! Like London or New York.
J.T.: Yeah, I'll drink to that.
Jana: Where's Colleen?
J.T.: She had other priorities.
Gloria: Jill, our pictures and bio are on the "Extreme Catwalk" web site. You wanna see?
Jill: Don't touch that. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Ji Min just dumped all this work in my lap an hour ago. Apparently, Ashley was supposed to present it to the board tomorrow and since she's no longer here--
Gloria: Uh-huh. Well, I am. And I'll be happy to help.
Gloria: Yes, really. Just tell me what to do. Come on.
Paul: You know, there might be another way out of this.
Sheila: Help me, please! It hurts so much!
Lauren: Tell us.
Paul: Look, we send you home. Michael and I clean the place up. By the time the cops get here, there will be nothing standing but bare walls.
Michael: So whatever the looney tune woman says, she made up.
Lauren: What about the stab wound?
Paul: What about it? We found her that way. You know, no big deal.
Michael: Right, right, right.
Lauren: You know, if it was just us or even me, I would say let's do it. What about Fen?
Michael: I won't let anything happen to Fenmore.
Lauren: You can't promise me that. You can't. We are talking about Sheila Carter. And what about that one day-- that one day that I turn around for one second and she takes him? I mean, could you live with yourself?
Sheila: You're going to have to carry me to the car.
Lauren: Forget it, Sheila. You're not going anywhere.
Lily: oh, my goodness. Oh, yes?
Daniel: Devon is not home.
Daniel: Which means we are all alone.
Daniel: Lucky me.
Lily: How does a very hot bath with me in it sound to you?
Lily: Okay, well, then I'll just go upstairs and turn on the hot water and fill the tub and take off my clothes...
Lily: Right after you finish your paper.
Daniel: Mnh-mnh, mnh-mnh, wait, you're kidding, right?
Lily: Hey, you promised if we went out tonight, you would come back and work. It's due tomorrow.
Daniel: I can get up early!
Lily: But we both know that you won't, okay? So just think of your paper as dinner... and me as dessert.
Gloria: Malaysia's up 7.4%. And Thailand--3.5%. And we're finished!
Jill: Great! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You have saved me from a moment of abject humiliation in front of the board. Oh, my God, sometimes it just seems too much-- covering for Ashley, dealing with Ji Min, my mother--
Gloria: What's going on with Katherine?
Jill: Oh, nothing, nothing. It's just regular mother/daughter stuff. Okay, this is good to go and so am I. I'll print it up in the morning.
Gloria: Glad I could pitch in.
Jill: Boy, I don't know how long I would've been here if you hadn't helped me.
Ji Min: Oh, good, I caught you. I wanted to give you these revised figures for the Asian markets. I'd like you to add them in to the report.
Jill: Okay, here are the figures and here's the laptop. Knock yourself out.
Ji Min: Look, I'm sure you agree that, uh, providing our board with the latest information is top priority.
Jill: You know what? I do agree. That's why I'm so grateful at having given me no notice for a second time tonight, you've agreed to stay and enter the figures yourself.
Ji Min: Actually, I'm staying to do more pressing work. I thought that you might--
Gloria: Uh, excuse me! Mr. Kim and Jill, I'll be happy to do it. It's just switching a few figures. It's not a big deal.
Jill: Thank you, Gloria. How refreshing to find a positive attitude. Good night.
Ji min: Let me also add my thanks.
Gloria: I'm happy to help out. You know, Mr. Kim, this company meant everything to my late husband. And I'm just very grateful to still be here. Would you like to take a look at that report when I'm finished?
Ji Min: I'll stop by on my way out.
Jana: So I said, "Where’s Colleen?" And he said, "She has other priorities." What do you suppose that means?
Kevin: Who knows? Do you see a server around here?
Victoria: Evidently, your break-up with Colleen has not made the Genoa City "Chronicle."
J.T.: Oh, well, who needs a newspaper? Word of mouth is so much faster.
Victoria: You ever notice how people never gossip about other people's secret virtues?
J.T.: No. Just the scandalous stuff. I'm glad I could pitch in to society.
Jana: You think he and Colleen broke up?
Kevin: We don't care, Jana.
Jana: I wonder where their significant others are.
Kevin: They're probably at home having a low-key father/daughter night. But with your imagination, I'm sure they're doing something much more reprehensible.
Jana: Kind of like J.T. and Victoria.
Colleen: I guess everything gets better with age.
Korbel: Thanks, I think.
Colleen: You're very welcome.
Korbel: You know, I can almost hear your thoughts.
Colleen: What am I thinking?
Korbel: Right now it's kinda jumbled. So why don't you just tell me?
Colleen: I'm thinking that... I'm glad that this would happen again.
Korbel: Hey...I'm glad it did.
Paul: All right?
Michael: Yeah, yeah.
Sheila: You changed your mind? You're not listening to Lauren?
Michael: You're not going anywhere.
Sheila: My blood is on your hands.
Lauren: If it saves my baby, I'll take the chance.
Paul: We're not gonna let you hurt yourself again.
Sheila: Ow! Ow!
Michael: Look, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.
Sheila: You're all murderers.
Michael: All right, listen, a little word of advice? Next time you stab yourself with a homemade knife, sterilize it, right?
Michael: Get out of here now. Lauren, go.
Lauren: And the surgery-- it's really amazing. Besides the dark roots, you're really a dead ringer for Phyllis.
Sheila: I'm not dead yet.
Lauren: So what does it feel like? To be at my mercy?
Sheila: I should've killed you when I had the chance.
Michael: Lauren! Lauren!
Lauren: Well... it seems that Sheila took some acting lessons before she got locked up, the wound isn't that bad.
Paul: Well, the antibiotics must've kicked in.
Sheila: I should have killed you when I had the chance.
Lauren: Yeah, well, that's really too bad. Because the only way you're getting out of here is over my dead body.
Michael: That's enough Sheila for one day, huh? Let me take you home.
Lauren: I need to see Fen.
Paul: I will stay here and make sure the restraints do their job.
Sheila: I need a bathroom.
Paul: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lauren: I am not leaving until you tell me that you are gonna keep her in there.
Sheila: I mean it! I need it now!
Michael: All right, I'll look for a chamber pot.
Paul: You know, um... I never meant to drag you into this.
Lauren: You caught her. For me.
Lauren: Grateful doesn't even begin to cover it.
Paul: Well, I know what Sheila put you through. I was there. You can't have an insane woman after you and your family. That's no way to live.
Lauren: And neither is watching her day and night, Paul.
Paul: You know, I do what I have to do.
Lauren: Such a good friend. Do you have any idea what that means to me?
Paul: You know you can count on me. Always.
Jana: Behind door number one, "The Jill and William show."
Kevin: I can feel Gloria's steaming from afar. Hi. Did I ever tell you how much less intrusive my mother is when she's madly in love?
Jana: Right. I'm off to phone Gloria then.
Kevin: Mm-hmm, I'll go chat up Jill.
Jana: Hi, it's Jana.
Gloria: Well, hello, nice to hear a friendly voice.
Jana: Um, so Kevin and I are at Indigo. Just wanted to let you know. Your William just walked in with Jill.
Gloria: So I stayed here to do her work so she could be with William? Well, thank you for that information. You're a sweetheart, Jana.
Jana: So I'll be seeing you soon then?
Victoria: I didn't order that.
Cane: It's on the house. While your husband seems to be drowning his sorrows, I thought you might prefer death by chocolate.
Victoria: Um, yes, definitely, to the cake, but no to the husband.
Cane: Well, you know that, uh, many a marriage has been saved by a bartender. If you want to talk.
Victoria: I meant, he's not my husband.
Cane: Excellent news.
Victoria: However, I do have one.
Cane: That explains why your boyfriend is sucking down the vodka, doesn't it?
Cane: Oh. Well uh, if things don't work out with your husband or your friend-friend, you know where to find me. There's, uh, also a lot more chocolate where that came from.
J.T.: What, I leave you alone for five minutes and you're already, uh, you've already found somebody to entertain you?
Victoria: Uh-huh. All that and cake. Here, have some.
Colleen: Oh, hey, go back to sleep.
Korbel: I can't. You look amazing.
Colleen: I'm, um...
Korbel: You are burning an image in my mind as we speak. You are absolute perfection. I have a surprise for you.
Colleen: Oh? There's more?
Korbel: You're gonna be published.
Korbel: Yeah, the paper you wrote on the Grugeons. A friend of mine is an editor at "Antiquities International" and I took the liberty of submitting you.
Colleen: Oh. Um... why would you do that?
Korbel: You know, a, uh, a simple thank you would suffice.
Colleen: Oh, yeah, but I'd, um... I don't want to be published.
Korbel: Why not?
Colleen: Because it's not good enough.
Korbel: Yeah, well, the editorial board disagrees with you. Colleen, this is a big deal. Why don't you tell me what's really bothering you.
Colleen: Withdraw it. Please.
Kevin: Uh, can we get, uh, two scotch rocks, please?
Jana: Um, make mine a double, whatever it is. I'm off.
Victoria: That was really good.
Victoria: Worth every calorie.
Jana: Um, I hope I'm not intruding.
Victoria: No, not at all.
Jana: Um, you know, when I asked about Colleen earlier, it wasn't just out of prurient interest.
J.T.: Yeah, that's what all the gossips say.
Jana: Well, it happens to be true. Would Colleen happen to be with, uh, Professor Korbel this evening?
J.T.: You know, I don't know. Why? Why do you care?
Jana: I'm a bit worried for her, is all.
Victoria: Why do you say that?
Jana: Well, um, psycho killers are kind of a quirky little hobby of mine. I know a lot about them. Many are artistic, charming, educated--
J.T.: Does this-- does this have a point, Jana?
Jana: They draw back to the scene of their crime. Sometimes, they even draw their crime, quite literally.
Jana: The pathological professor did a drawing of Colleen.
Jana: Lily told me that Carmen was lying on her side when she was found dead. The drawing that the professor did of Colleen was precisely in the same position.
Korbel: Colleen, before I withdraw your paper, I need to know why.
Colleen: It's personal.
Korbel: Come on. You know you can trust me by now, right?
Colleen: I, um...
Korbel: Hey... trust me. Okay? Mmm.
Michael: All right, she's all set.
Paul: I gotta take this. Excuse me.
Michael: Um, you just gotta keep saying to yourself, Sheila is locked up in a cell. And she can't get to you or me or Fenmore.
Lauren: I know. Thanks.
Paul: Hey there.
Sullivan: So how goes the stakeout?
Paul: Oh, it's, uh... it's endless, you know? Not much going on here.
Sullivan: Not getting any easier, huh?
Paul: Uh, no, not really.
Sullivan: Well, I-I usually don't offer to do this, but I could arrange to have a rookie come in and pinch hit for you. You know, give you a little break?
Paul: Uh, thanks, but, uh... this is one game when I don't want a rookie at the plate.
Sullivan: Okay, I'm trying to show you my kinder, gentler side. So please don't let that get around. Just let me know if I can do anything to help.
Ji Min: Well, this looks perfect. Thank you so much for the extra work.
Gloria: My pleasure, Mr. Kim. Oh, my, look at the time. No wonder my stomach's growling.
Ji Min: Well, I'm sure you're anxious to leave. Thanks again, Mrs. Abbott.
Gloria: My pleasure, again. How would you like to join me for a bite to eat at Indigo? You ever been?
Ji Min: No, but, uh, really, I--
Gloria: Mr. Kim, man does not live by reports alone.
Ji Min: You're right, of course. And I am hungry. Um, I'd be happy to join you, Mrs. Abbott.
Gloria: Please, call me Gloria.
Jill: Oh... I think my shoulders are finally unhinging from my earlobes.
Will: Well, I won't patronize you by saying I know how you feel.
Jill: Everything that happened at work today was a blur. All I could think about was some guy in a white coat testing DNA in a crime lab.
Will: I asked them to rush the results.
Jill: I suppose I should say thank you. But there's a part of me that doesn't wanna know.
Victoria: Jana tells us that Korbel may be a killer and then she la-di-dahs the rest of the night away with her boyfriend.
J.T.: Oh, she's an odd duck. Wouldn't put too much faith in what she says.
Victoria: Did Colleen tell you that Adrian drew her picture?
J.T.: No. Apparently, she and Korbel did a lot of things they didn't wanna tell me about.
Victoria: I'm serious. What if he's using her for something else? Colleen would never see it coming.
Lily: Hey, do you want something to drink? Daniel?
Daniel: Hey! Hey! Hey!
Lily: Well, it would be nice if you could hear me.
Daniel: I write better with music.
Lily: Well, I'm playing music.
Daniel: Different tastes.
Lily: Oh, my gosh! What, two paragraphs of a five-page essay?
Daniel: You try writing about George Orwell without incubus. Coffee break?
Lily: After two paragraphs? Oh, such a rough night you've had.
Lily: Hold on!
Colleen: Hi, I'm sorry. I did something. I have to talk to you.
Lily: What? What's wrong?
Colleen: It's just, I couldn't go home, because Victoria-- she was gonna take one look at me and she would know.
Lily: Know what?
Colleen: No, not what--who.
Lily: Wait, you were with Korbel?
Colleen: I can't help it. I can't help it. We were over there. We were having dinner and then I just kept thinking I wanna be with him again.
Daniel: What do you mean, you wanna be with him again? Did you sleep with the professor again?
Lily: Daniel, listen, don't say anything, okay?
Daniel: Okay, you know what? Fine, I'll butt out. But that guy is trouble. remember when people said that you and I shouldn't be together?
Colleen: Yeah, please don't tell anyone, Daniel.
Daniel: I didn't the first time. This time's gonna cost you 20 bucks.
Lily: Hey, that is not funny.
Daniel: Looks like someone gave their teacher a little more than an apple. I bet I know one little girl who's gonna be getting an "A+."
Lily: Daniel, stop!
Daniel: Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You know I love you. You know that I love you, right? I mean, not like the professor loves you--
Daniel: Okay, okay, I'm done. I'm done. I'm on your side. You know that, right?
Colleen: Oh, yeah, definitely, we're good. Man, I really don't feel like going home and being lectured by Victoria tonight.
Lily: So then just stay here.
Daniel: Um, you know it's late, right? I mean, Vicki will probably be asleep by the time you get back.
Lily: No, no, stay here. It's less stress.
Daniel: Right, okay, well, in that case, I'm gonna take this paper and finish it at the coffeehouse, so you girls can talk.
Lily: You're the best husband I've ever had.
Daniel: I am the only husband you've ever had.
Colleen: Hi, it's me. I am staying with a friend tonight, so you don't have to worry.
Victoria: What friend?
Colleen: Lily. Where are you? At a party?
Victoria: Uh, Indigo.
Victoria: A friend. Thanks for calling. Bye.
Victoria: Yeah. She's staying at Lily's. Or so she says.
Gloria: Oh, thank you.
Jana: This show just keeps getting better and better.
Gloria: Thank you.
Ji Min: Thank you.
Gloria: Hi, Honey, how are ya? Well... it's Jill and William Bardwell, the prosecutor.
Jill: Hello, Mr. Kim. Gloria.
Gloria: Now I understand why you were in such a hurry to leave the office.
Jill: Well, actually, Gloria, William was kind enough to meet with me regarding a personal legal matter.
Gloria: A personal legal matter in a nightclub? Works for me.
Victoria: Korbel could be dangerous. What if she's with him now?
J.T.: It's her life.
Colleen: You think I'm an idiot. Well, you know what? You're right. You're right. I am an idiot. I'm a huge idiot. I can't stop thinking about Professor Korbel. And when I'm with him, Lily, I'm so happy. It's like nothing even-- I'm insane. That's what it has to be. I'm insane.
Lily: Or... maybe you're just in love.
Colleen: No! No, no, I can't be.
Lily: Wait, why not?
Colleen: You know what? The truth is, he should be with somebody who's as accomplished as he is. You think?
Lily: Listen, there's only one reason why he's with you. And it's because he wants you as much as you want him.
Paul: Go home I've got psycho-in-handcuff duty tonight.
Lauren: Don't you trust her for one instant.
Paul: I won't. I know.
Lauren: So what are we gonna do with her?
Michael: Tonight? Nothing.
Lauren: No, but tomorrow? Nothing is gonna change. And then tomorrow, and then tomorrow. We--we have to come up with some sort of plan.
Paul: Not we, Lauren. Michael and I will take care of this.
Lauren: You're joking, right?
Paul: I'm not joking.
Michael: Let's go home. You need some rest.
Lauren: The only time I'm gonna be resting is when she's dead.
Ji Min: Very impressive work, especially with the time constraints.
Jill: Well, thank you, Mr. Kim. Um, Gloria helped as well.
Ji Min: Of course. Well, now I've taken up too much of your time already. I want you both to have a wonderful evening. Good to see you.
Jill: Oh, same to you.
Gloria: Good night, William. Jill.
Jill: Good night, Gloria.
Gloria: Well, thank you, Mr. Kim.
Ji Min: Pleasure.
Gloria: Jill is such a lovely woman.
Ji Min: She is indeed.
Gloria: Too bad she's so lonely, though. Please don't tell her I said that. It's just that I think she should be with somebody who's really brilliant. Somebody who's worthy of her.
Kevin: I guess I should go say hi to mom.
Jana: All right, be there in a minute. I'm off to the loo first.
J.T.: Hey, Jana, you got a minute?
Jana: Is this about Colleen and the professor?
J.T.: Um... other than that, uh, picture that he drew of her, did he do or say anything weird?
Jana: No. But...
Jana: I'm very good at reading people. And I get the feeling that... there's something "off" about him.
J.T.: Okay, uh, thanks, have a good night.
Jana: You know, I also did some research. And there were a couple unsolved murders in the city where Professor Korbel lived.
Victoria: What does that have to do with Adrian?
Jana: I don't know. But I also learned that the professor found a dead student's body at his last school-- a student who supposedly killed herself.
Korbel: Well, somebody's putting in a late night.
Daniel: Yeah, writing a paper on Dystopian fiction.
Daniel: Work up an appetite, Professor?
Korbel: Uh, no, I was just too busy to grocery shop.
Daniel: I'll bet.
Korbel: Wouldn't it be more comfortable to work at home?
Daniel: Yeah, but... my computer crashed. You know, it...
Korbel: Oh. Well, I'm, uh... I'm off to grade papers. I'll be up all night.
Daniel: Bet you will be.
Lily: It seems like your feelings for Adrian-- his feelings for you-- are bigger than what anyone says or thinks.
Colleen: Oh, I'm afraid that Victoria's gonna tell my dad the second he gets back. Even though I asked her not to, of course.
Lily: Well, then you should tell him first. 'Cause it's better if he hears it from you.
Colleen: No. Oh, he's gonna freak out.
Lily: Who cares?! It's your life.
Colleen: Yeah. Yeah, you know what? It is my life.
Colleen: I'm not a child. I'm not a child anymore. I can start doing what's best for me.
Lily: Right. So let's get you some PJ's, okay?
Colleen: Uh, actually... I'm not gonna stay. I don't have to stay, I don't have to stay.
Lily: Well, are you sure?
Colleen: Yeah, I feel a lot better. I do. Thank you. Come here.
Colleen: Thank you.
Michael: You tell Daddy everything. What did you do? What did you do? What did you do? What did you do?
Lauren: It's exactly the same.
Michael: Yes, it is, except that Sheila is in lock-up and we're here, right? Is that right? Oh, what? What? Oh, our son reports that he had a fine time--you did-- at the Newman ranch with all that wonderful security. And he had plenty of attention from his honorary Uncle Nicholas. Now that's a brave man-- babysitting this little man and Summer all by himself together. Crazy. Wild crazy! Wasn't it? Wasn't it? Wasn't it?
Lauren: So... what happened? Did you sleep all the time for Uncle Nick?
Michael: What happened? What did you do? Oh, oh... he said that Summer flirted shamelessly.
Lauren: She did not.
Michael: She did.
Lauren: And what did you do? Huh?
Michael: He snored.
Lauren: Like father, like son.
Michael: Oh, ouch. Ouch, I'm actually in so much pain. I'm gonna have to put the baby down.
Lauren: The truth hurts, doesn't it?
Michael: I'm gonna--
Lauren: No, no, no, no. No, he's gonna sleep in the bassinet in our room tonight.
Michael: Okay. Oh, we get to bunk with Mommy and Daddy! That's good. We'll have fun. We are! Let's go. Let's go.
Lauren: Michael! Michael!
Daniel: Whoo! Hi. Where's Colleen?
Lily: She left.
Daniel: I just saw Korbel.
Lily: Wait, you didn't say anything to him, did you?
Daniel: No. But I wanted to. I sure he knows what she's doing.
Lily: Yeah, me, too. But who are we to say they shouldn't be together? I mean, look what we went through.
Lily: Did you finish your paper?
Daniel: Yes. Yes, I did, Mrs. Romalotti.
Daniel: I just need to print the sucker. How about you?
Lily: No, I just did best friend duty instead.
Daniel: Mmm. Is Devon home?
Daniel: Mmm, and my night takes a turn for the better.
Lily: Wait, but I should work.
Daniel: You're right.
Lily: Wait, what?
Daniel: I had to. So do you.
Lily: Okay... you're kidding, right?
Daniel: I will be in the bedroom when you're finished. Expect a pop quiz.
Lily: Oh, my God.
Daniel: I didn't say the quiz was gonna be about schoolwork.
Daniel: Mm-hmm. Come on! Get up here!
J.T.: Carmen's car was seen near the coffeehouse the day she was murdered?
Jana: That's what the police said when they questioned me, yeah.
Victoria: You actually saw her?
Jana: No, but I did see the professor. I'm quite positive.
Victoria: How can you be so certain?
Jana: Look, I'm not very good at algebra, but when it comes to people, I'm a brainiac. The police say that Carmen was killed between 5:00 and 6:00. Professor Korbel was seen at Crimson Lights just shortly before then.
J.T.: Which means he could've grabbed Carmen from the coffeehouse.
Colleen: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up. I just--I think I left my cell phone. I can't seem to find it.
Korbel: Oh, uh... well, I haven't seen it around.
Colleen: Oh, well, you know what? It's probably at Lily's. I'll just...
Korbel: You wanna come in?
Colleen: Oh, no. No, it's okay.
Korbel: It's late.
Colleen: I know.
Korbel: You should, uh, use my phone. Come in.
Colleen: No, I shouldn't.
Korbel: Come on.
Sullivan: Hey, I was just thinking about you. Um, can I meet you at your place later?
Paul: That's tempting, but I'm, uh, working till dawn.
Sullivan: Yep, the case-- the case of the black eye, the tense shoulders, the almost-stood-up dates and the disappearing acts.
Paul: Yeah, well, you know what it's like. You're a cop.
Sullivan: Yeah, well, actually, I wasn't calling in that capacity, but now that you mention it, be careful.
Paul: Always. Hey, I'll call you, okay?
Sullivan: I look forward to it.
Sullivan: Hey, Bill? This is Maggie Sullivan. Hi. Uh, can you do a GPS track for me on a cell phone? Oh, strictly unofficial. Oh, his phone is on. I just talked to him. Thanks, I'll hold on.
Sheila: I'm never giving up.
Paul: Neither am I.
Michael: What is going-- wow.
Michael: Come here. Come here. I've got you. I'm here. I'm here.
Lauren: Oh, she... she made the nursery just like this. How did she get in here? Were we home?
Michael: Lauren, listen to me, listen to me, listen to me. Look at me. She's locked up. She is locked up. She cannot get to us.
Lauren: She can do anything. Anything.
Michael: You know what? We'll get guards. We'll get around the clock guards.
Lauren: She stood where I'm standing!
Lauren: Am I crazy? Am I crazy?
Michael: Sweetie... that's a tough question.
Michael: Come here.
Lauren: This isn't happening.
Michael: Come on.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Colleen: Is somebody in trouble?
Victoria: Yeah, we all are. We're all in trouble until this is solved.
Neil: We're concerned about your ability to handle Devon's case.
Paul: Ow! I am trying to save your life!
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