Y&R Transcript Friday 1/26/07 -- Canada; Monday 1/29/07 -- U.S.A.
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Korbel: Good morning. God, you are-- you are gorgeous when you are asleep.
Colleen: Yeah, it's when I'm awake that I'm not so hot.
Korbel: That's not true.
Korbel: Ugh, the real world interrupts at the most inopportune times.
Colleen: I have to go to work.
Korbel: That's too bad.
Colleen: I could go later.
Korbel: Yeah, unfortunately, I can't. You wanna take a shower?
Korbel: Yes, I wanna take advantage of every second I have with you this morning.
Brad: Hey, Sweetheart, it's me. We're home.
Victoria: Where are you?
Brad: We just landed. We're waiting for the limo.
Victoria: You know, you didn't call me yesterday and I was really worried about you.
Brad: Well, things got a little more complicated than expected, but the good news is, we closed the deal.
Victoria: That's great. So, you're bringing me a souvenir?
Brad: I'll see you in a little bit.
Paul: You still have a low-grade fever.
Sheila: I need stronger antibiotics. Oh, I'm so weak. Please uncuff me.
Paul: Oh, yeah, so you can open your wound again?
Sheila: Oh, I just-- I can't sleep like this.
Paul: It's just the--
Paul: The way it goes.
[Cell phone rings]
Paul: Paul Williams.
Sullivan: Well, it took you long enough to answer.
Paul: Uh, yeah, it's been a long night.
Sullivan: Well, I, uh, I left my badge at your place. So how about I come by later and bring some coffee?
Paul: Well, that sounds great. But I'm not home.
Sullivan: Oh, you're still on stakeout?
Paul: Yeah, for a couple more hours. Um... why don't you come over this afternoon?
Sullivan: Why? So I can help you sleep?
Paul: I'll tell you what. If you come over, I'll stay awake just for you.
Sullivan: Okay, what time?
Sullivan: 1:30? I'll see you then.
Sullivan: Bill, it's Maggie Sullivan again. Yeah, I got your message. So the, uh, GPS trace didn't work last night? Okay, well, he must've turned his phone off. Uh, can you try it again? Yeah, I'm sure his phone is on now. Okay, thanks, I'll hold.
Sheila: Who was that?
Paul: None of your business.
Paul: Who is that?
Lauren: It's Lauren!
Paul: Lauren... what the hell are you doing here?
Lauren: It is so cold. I wanted to make sure that Sheila was still locked up.
Paul: Well, she's still got a low-grade fever.
Lauren: You think I should try and get her something stronger?
Paul: Yeah. It wouldn't hurt.
Sheila: Look, its Lauren. You're so sweet to be concerned about me.
Lauren: Don't get too excited, Sheila. You see, I want you to survive so you can spend the rest of your life in this prison.
Michael: Jury selection begins on Friday.
Michael: I'm sorry.
Neil: Well, this is crazy. We were hoping that they would find the real killer by now.
Michael: Well, me, too. But the DA's not looking for anyone else.
Devon: But you are, right?
Michael: I've had private detectives track every lead. So far, nothing.
Neil: Okay. So what do we do now?
Michael: Uh, I would like to begin prepping Devon in case he has to testify.
Dru: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I thought you said you weren't putting our son on the stand.
Neil: That's right.
Devon: I have to testify. I wanna tell the jury that I'm innocent.
Dru: We don't think it's a good idea.
Michael: Look, I will do my best to destroy the prosecution's case. But if we do have to present a defense, I would like Devon to explain the DNA and fiber evidence.
Dru: Okay, but when are you gonna start prepping my husband and I? I mean, when are we getting ready for this thing?
Michael: I'm not sure it's a good idea.
Dru: You don't think that we should testify?
Michael: I don't think you should testify. It could do more harm than good.
Colleen: No, it's me.
Colleen: Have you heard from Dad? Is he okay?
Victoria: Yeah, he's fine. His plane landed a little while ago. Uh... you got class this morning?
Colleen: No, work. I just came home to change.
Victoria: You didn't sleep at Lily's last night, did you? You spent the night with Adrian Korbel.
Colleen: Yes. I was with Adrian last night.
Victoria: I thought you agreed not to see him.
Colleen: No, I agreed to consider it.
Victoria: Colleen, this is wrong on so many levels.
Colleen: Why? He's not taking advantage of me.
Colleen: Not all student/professor relationships have to be exploited, Victoria.
Victoria: You know, this isn't all about you. This is about keeping the family safe, which you don't seem to be taking very seriously.
Colleen: Hmm, how so?
Victoria: You told Adrian about Rebecca. You wrote a paper on the Grugeons, knowing that he was way too interested in the collection.
Colleen: Yeah, I wrote the paper for class. Of course, he's gonna be interested. He teaches medieval art. Hello?
Victoria: With everything that's happened, why take the chance?
Colleen: Have you ever stopped to maybe think that Adrian's actually interested in me? No strings attached.
Colleen: No, you haven't. Well, you know what? You're wrong. He even submitted my paper for a magazine.
Victoria: What? Colleen, no--
Colleen: No, I told him not to, Victoria, but it just proves that he actually believes in me.
Victoria: I don't wanna see this family hurt. And I don't wanna see you disappointed. Maybe you two ought to just cool it for a while.
Colleen: I don't wanna cool it for a while. Oh, and just for the record, when I want your advice, I'll ask for it.
Brad: How are things at the ranch?
Victor: Some extra guards at the houses and at Newman Enterprises. Everyone is on high alert.
Brad: Nothing suspicious?
Victor: Not yet. I wanna make sure it stays that way.
Michael: Every piece of evidence the prosecution will present is circumstantial. They have no murder weapon or knowledge of where the murder took place. There are numerous fingerprints on the duct tape, seven to be exact, pointing to multiple suspects.
Devon: It's eight, Michael.
Devon: Eight fingerprints.
Michael: Yeah, eight--eight. That's right. I forgot Lily.
Dru: Did you guys see my PDA anywhere?
Neil: No, I sure havenít. Maybe it's in your purse.
Dru: Oh, maybe.
Neil: Did you use it while you were here?
Dru: No, it's not in here.
Neil: Are you sure you had it with you this morning?
Dru: Yeah, I'm positive. Where is it?
Michael: Excuse me, I have to take this. Michael Baldwin.
Dru: It's gotta be here somewhere.
Michael: Yeah, um, I'm sorry, I'm gonna step outside.
Dru: Yeah, sure, sure, sure.
Michael: Thanks for returning my call.
Lauren: It's just like that sinusitis I had a few years ago. Whatever antibiotic you gave me-- it knocked her right out. Yeah, I would come to you, but I have a very important business meeting in Milwaukee. Look, Doctor, I'm afraid I'm gonna give it to Fen. Okay. All right, thank you very much. Yeah, I gave my pharmacy information to your assistant. All right, thanks.
Paul: Come on, Sheila, eat this. You're gonna need your strength.
Sheila: I don't want it.
Paul: Do we have to do this every single time?
Sheila: There are other options. Take me to the hospital.
Lauren: My doctor's gonna write the prescription. I'm gonna go pick it up.
Sheila: I won't take it.
Paul: You're gonna take it. Would you mind meeting me at my house? I wanna shower and change.
Sheila: I'm sorry that you have to put your life on hold for me.
Paul: Oh, shut up.
Sheila: He's a hero. He's a hero, Lauren, don't you think?
Paul: I'm so sick of this.
Sheila: Then why do you keep doing this? Why? Or could it be because you're still in love with Lauren?
Colleen: Hey. Is Dad on his way?
Victoria: Yeah, he should be here soon.
Colleen: Okay, good. Did you tell him...?
Colleen: You're wrong about Adrian.
Victoria: Listen, Colleen, I'm sure that Adrian is a wonderful guy. But right now you need to distance yourself from anyone who has an interest in the Grugeon work, all right? At least for now.
Colleen: You know what? I'm a little confused. Did I miss something? Is somebody in trouble?
Victoria: Yeah, we all are. We're all in trouble until this is solved.
Colleen: Don't tell him.
Brad: You all right?
Brad: Hi, Honey.
Victoria: Welcome back.
Brad: Hi, Baby.
Colleen: Hi. Um, how was your trip?
Victor: Very successful.
Victoria: Aren't you gonna be late for work?
Colleen: I am. I'm gonna be late. So, um, listen, I'm glad that you guys are back home. I'll talk to you later.
Victoria: See ya. Have a good day.
Brad: Okay, Honey.
Victor: Nice to see you.
Victoria: So is this it?
Victor: I think it's good that Colleen left. She should not be privy to this.
Victoria: Yeah. Okay, so open it. I wanna see it.
J.T.: "The student was reported missing by her roommate. Ms. Whitcomb, 21, was later found by Professor Adrian Korbel-- art history teacher at the university. The coroner later ruled it a suicide." Huh.
Jana: Creepy, right?
J.T.: Yeah, but that doesn't mean Adrian had anything to do with it. It was ruled a suicide.
Jana: Oh, what about the other murders in the area?
J.T.: That's no connection to Adrian.
J.T.: I'll tell you what. Why don't you show me the article on the other murders?
Jana: Okay. There you go.
J.T.: All right.
Jana: Look, why don't I print this stuff out for you? So you can have it for safekeeping?
Jana: Yeah, all right, be right back. 'Cause this computer prints in the office.
J.T.: Holden? Hey, hey, it's J.T. Hellstrom. Yeah, how you doing? Listen, um... I was just reading up on these murders that happened up your way a while back. Yeah, I was hoping to get some information. You got a pen? All right, uh, I need to know if any of these people had any sort of connection to an Adrian Korbel. Yeah, that's how you spell it. All right, man, uh... I appreciate it. Uh, thanks, I owe you one.
Jana: Here you are.
Jana: Hello, Professor, the usual?
Korbel: Yes, please, Jana.
Jana: I'll be right back with that.
Neil: Okay, look, we've checked the conference room and your office, right?
Devon: Maybe somebody found it and turned it in to the lost and found.
Dru: Okay, you know what? Maybe somebody boosted my PDA how about that? That's what I think.
Neil: You're gonna look in your purse for the tenth time, right?
Dru: Honey, I'm telling you, it's not here.
Neil: Why would someone wanna take your PDA?
Dru: I don't know!
Devon: Electronics get stolen all the time.
Dru: Yeah, let's hope that that's all it is.
Devon: I'm really worried about Friday.
Dru: Honey, don't worry about Friday, okay? Michael Baldwin is the best attorney there is, right, Neil?
Neil: That's right.
Devon: Yeah? Really? How come he seems so out of it today then?
Neil: Well, um, he'll get it together by Friday.
Neil: He's got a lot going on, man.
Devon: Like we don't have a lot going on? He's my lawyer. He gets paid to keep it together.
Dru: Yeah, well, you know what?
Neil: Michael did look a lot more unsettled than usual, don't you think?
Dru: Neil, Neil?
Dru: Right, he has the baby at home. He's probably not sleeping at night, Devon. And besides, attorney's always look stressed out.
Devon: I really don't care what reason he has. He needs to focus. 'Cause my life is in his hands.
Lauren: Okay, here are the pills. It should, uh, knock out Sheila's infection.
Paul: Oh, great. Thanks for your help.
Lauren: I should be thanking you for the rest of my life. Will you do me a favor?
Lauren: Will you shave?
Paul: I ran out of time. The scruffy look, though, you know, it kinda goes with the territory.
Lauren: Yeah, but it's kinda throwing off your bloodshot eyes. You're still gorgeous, but you are exhausted and you need to rest.
Paul: Thank you, but I'm fine.
Lauren: You know, the last time I said I was fine, I was severely depressed.
Paul: I'm not depressed. I'm, uh... I don't know, maybe I'm a little agitated.
Lauren: You mean, Sheila got you agitated? That's so shocking. I can't imagine.
Paul: A little bit.
Lauren: A little?
Lauren: You know what? My doctor, uh, gave me these.
Paul: You take one of these every day?
Lauren: No, no. You know, just when I'm feeling anxious or depressed.
Paul: These are happy pills. You have to be careful with these. These are addictive.
Lauren: I'm gonna leave you a couple.
Paul: I don't need them.
Lauren: You know, they're here if you ever want them.
Victoria: I still don't understand what makes this thing so valuable.
Brad: Well, there has to be something. We just haven't figured it out yet.
Victor: Didn't you say your mother had seen this before?
Brad: Yeah, once.
Victor: Well, I certainly hope that she can tell us what's so important about it.
Korbel: So, uh, breakfast shift over already?
Colleen: And I don't have class.
Korbel: Well, I'm free for another hour or so.
Colleen: Must be fate.
Korbel: No, no, no. No, you will never convert me to your heathen ways.
Colleen: Never say, "Never."
Korbel: So does this, uh, phone call have a purpose?
Colleen: Have some ideas about what we were talking about before.
Korbel: Oh, so we're talking about your architecture.
Colleen: Where are you?
Korbel: I'm at the coffee shop. But, um, J.T. is here, so... you wanna meet back at my place?
Colleen: No, actually. You know, I can't avoid him forever. I would miss coffee too much, so I'll be right over.
Dru: Look, I better find that PDA that's all I know.
Neil: Don't worry about it.
Michael: Sorry about the phone call.
Dru: Hey, Michael.
Neil: Hey, Man, we need to get something out in the open. We're concerned about your ability to handle Devon's case.
Michael: Well, uh, if you have any doubts about my competence, you just come right out and tell me.
Devon: Listen, listen, listen, everybody says that you're the best lawyer in town, okay?
Dru: And you are. And you are.
Devon: You are. It just scared me a little bit when earlier I had to remind you about Lily's fingerprints.
Michael: Well, I've had a rough couple of days. But I promise you I will be ready on Friday.
Devon: I'm trusting you with my life.
Dru: Okay, now, um, we do understand, of course, that you have a baby at home and a lot going on, right?
Michael: I promise you I will be ready on Friday. You will have to take my word for that.
Devon: I'm trying to.
Neil: You seem preoccupied.
Michael: I've got other caseloads, but I am totally focused on this one.
Neil: How about outside of work? Anything bothering you at all?
Michael: It's nothing I can't handle.
Paul: Knock it off! Look, you take the meds or you die from the infection.
Sheila: I'd rather die than live my life in this hellhole.
Paul: Oh. Well, you know, you should've thought of that when you were doing the place. You should've made it homier.
Sheila: It wasn't for me.
Paul: Oh, yeah. Don't you just love the irony? Now take the pill.
Sheila: What about my choice?
Paul: Look, I'm really getting tired of this. I know you. You're not the death wish type.
Sheila: This is getting to you, isn't it? It's getting to you. It's only been a few months and you're already cracking. How long do you think you could take of this?
Paul: You know... your concern for me is really touching. Now take the pill.
Sheila: Make me.
Paul: All right, fine.
Paul: Ow! Damn it! I am trying to save your life!
Rebecca: Oh, you're home! Did you find it?
Brad: You tell me.
Rebecca: It's just as I remembered. Where did you find it?
Victor: It belonged to a private collector in Geneva. And he knew that people were looking for it.
Brad: He'd heard quite a few gruesome stories and when I told him that people could be following him and that his life may be in danger, he decided to relinquish control of the piece.
Rebecca: Did he know why it's so dangerous?
Victor: No, apparently not.
Victoria: We were hoping that you can look at it and tell us.
Sullivan: Don't move.
Paul: But honestly, Officer, I'm innocent.
Sullivan: Keep your hands where I can see 'em, Williams.
Paul: Did you come for this?
Sullivan: And some other things.
Sullivan: What's the matter? You hurting?
Paul: No, I'm just a little tired.
Sullivan: No, come here. No, come here. I'll rub it for you. Come on.
Paul: You know, it's a-- oh...
Sullivan: You still working that case solo?
Paul: Yeah. J.T.'s got his hands full with other things.
Sullivan: Everybody needs backup.
Paul: Yeah, I know. Well, some of us aren't always that lucky.
Sullivan: I'm gonna only offer one more time.
Paul: You know, there's nobody I'd rather have as backup. But not on this one. It's too sensitive.
Sullivan: Well, if we can't talk shop, then what are we supposed to do?
Paul: Oh, gee, I don't know.
Paul: Is that... is that you or me?
Sullivan: No. Ah, it's mine. Okay, I gotta go. I hate to kiss and run.
Paul: Well, do you wanna, um, you wanna continue this conversation later?
Sullivan: Yeah, we do have a lot more to talk about.
Paul: So is that a yes?
Sullivan: Count on it.
Paul: Hey, J.T., what's going on?
J.T.: Hey, I was hoping you could help me dig a little deeper into Adrian Korbel's background.
Paul: Adrian Korbel? As in, Professor Korbel? Why?
J.T.: Well, Jana Hawkes showed me an interesting article on the guy. Turns out at his last teaching gig, he discovered a girl who had committed suicide.
J.T.: Well, there's more. She also showed me an interesting article about some unsolved murders in the area. Jana seems to think
Paul: Oh, and you, uh... you believe Jana? Why, because, uh... the guy ruined your relationship?
J.T.: That has nothing to do with it. I'm worried about Colleen's safety, that's it. Are you in?
Paul: Yeah, I'm in.
Dru: Honey, did you check under the sideboard? What are you doing sitting down? Help me out!
Neil: Honey, I've checked everywhere but the men's room.
Dru: Baby, my whole life is in that PDA come on! My phone numbers, all my personal information!
Neil: All right, calm down. You know what's gonna happen? We're gonna get home tonight and you're gonna find it sitting out right where you left it.
Dru: Yeah, well, I hope so.
Dru: Shoot. Hello?
Carmen: Hello, Dru. Did you lose something?
Dru: It's Carmen.
Carmen: This isn't over yet. You'll pay for everything you've done.
Dru: Baby... it's Carmen! I'm telling you, it's Carmen!
Woman: It will take approximately ten minutes. When you've completed the survey, we'll give you a code--
Dru: What's she saying? What's she saying?
Woman: ...To enter so you can receive your coupon worth $10 of free merchandise.
Dru: Baby, Baby, it was Carmen. I swear it was Carmen!
Woman: Please press 1 now to begin.
Dru: No. No. No, I swear--I swear when I picked up the phone, Neil, it was Carmen on the other end! I'm telling you! It was Carmen!
Rebecca: This is definitely the piece I handled in the concentration camp. There's a small scratch here that happened when I accidentally dropped it. Hold on. There's some kind of writing.
Victoria: What does it say?
Rebecca: I don't know. I've never seen anything like it.
Brad: Looks like gibberish.
Victor: It's not English?
Victoria: Maybe it's some other language. Maybe Scandinavian?
Rebecca: No, I don't think so.
Victor: Perhaps it's an early form of Latin?
Victoria: It doesn't look like Latin to me.
Brad: There are hundreds of languages. It could be anything. Look it up on the internet.
Victor: Was that inscription on the piece?
Rebecca: I don't know. I never looked at it through a magnifying glass.
Victor: Maybe it is a code. And if people knew that it was in your possession, they'd be looking for you.
Jana: Oh, my God!
J.T.: Did you find anything interesting in there?
Jana: You scared me!
J.T.: Well, you are quite the risk taker.
Jana: Well, you have to take risks if you want a big payoff-
Korbel: Hey, Jana, could I get a refill? That's my bag.
Jana: Look, I found it over on the chair. I was just looking through it to see who it belonged to.
J.T.: She didn't know it was yours.
Korbel: Yeah, how could she not? I was sitting right there.
J.T.: She's just doing her job, all right?
Jana: A woman came in today and left her pocketbook. See, right here.
J.T.: Relax, all right? There's no harm done.
Korbel: And how convenient that you were standing right here as she's going through my things.
J.T.: You know, I wanted to make sure she found out whose it was. I don't, uh, believe in taking other people's stuff.
Korbel: Oh. Okay.
Jana: I'm terribly sorry, Professor. I wouldn't have taken it if I knew that it were yours.
Korbel: Apology accepted.
Jana: How about I fix you another coffee? On the house, hmm?
Brad: The search engines are coming up blank.
Victoria: These inscriptions are not consistent with art from this period.
Rebecca: It's not original to the piece. Someone etched it in later.
Victor: You think maybe it was an inventory system used by the Nazis?
Rebecca: Well, if it was, I would've known. Their system was nothing like this.
Brad: Well, it could be systems you know nothing about, not pertaining to artwork.
Victor: But look, is then obviously one has to be able to break it.
J.T.: J.T., Hey thanks for getting back to me. What did you find?
Jana: Here you go, Professor.
Korbel: Thank you.
Jana: Look, I swear to you, Professor, I'm not the type to go snooping around in other people's things.
Korbel: I'm sure you're not.
Jana: You know, it's a good thing you left your romance novels at home. That could have been quite an embarrassment.
Korbel: They're there. You just didn't dig deep enough.
Jana: Right. Or perhaps your reaction was more about the company I was keeping, rather than the incident.
Korbel: Well, there might be a modicum of truth to that.
Jana: Tell you what. How about I put a partition up here in the coffeehouse, cut it in two, so you and J.T. can enjoy your tea at the same time.
Korbel: Oh, well, real men don't drink tea.
J.T.: I'm wondering if there's some kind of link between them. So were any of the bodies moved?
Jana: Can I get you anything?
Jana: Here you go.
Colleen: Thank you. So I'm thinking you should split the class into thirds and then allow everybody to do a presentation.
Korbel: That's a good idea.
Colleen: I mean, really, it's what you're doing now, but... just instead of another boring slide show--
Korbel: Boring? Me? The most brilliant and entertaining mind on campus? Well, it's about time for me to go bore some more of my students. If you like sitting in, I waive the usual "no visitors" rule.
Colleen: Aw, thank you, but I already slept today.
Korbel: So, um... you just gonna stay here alone?
Colleen: You're afraid to leave me here alone with J.T., aren't you? I'm not alone. There are a lot of people here.
Korbel: I just want you to be comfortable.
Colleen: Well, look, J.T. and I live in the same town. So we're bound to run into each other.
Korbel: As I've already discovered. Bye.
Lauren: How are you, huh? How's my baby? Yeah. What, you wanna sit up a little bit more?
Michael: He's got his mother's smile.
Lauren: Come here. You're in the wrong position.
Lauren: Look, itís Daddy!
Michael: Hey, Baby. Hello, Son. Aw. Life is so simple for you, huh? You eat and you sleep and somebody changes you, don't they?
Lauren: Yeah. Do you want someone to change you?
Michael: Oh, I would definitely like a change. Uh, just not the same kind that Fenmore wants, huh?
Lauren: Okay, thank goodness. You scared me there for a minute. You all right? Are you having a hard day or something?
Michael: No, seeing you and Fenmore together makes it all better.
Lauren: And what do we owe the pleasure of your visit in the middle of the day?
Michael: I needed a break. I'm so stressed about Sheila. I feel like I'm falling apart. Even the Winters noticed. I can't be this on edge going into Devon's case.
Lauren: Okay, Honey, you are a legal eagle. You are an ace attorney. Nobody is better than you.
Michael: I'm glad you think so. I didn't have my facts straight today.
Lauren: Everybody makes a mistake.
Michael: I can't afford to make any mistakes. Not with the preponderance of circumstantial evidence against Devon. William Bardwell doesn't make mistakes.
Lauren: I'm sure he does.
Michael: I can't stop thinking about Sheila.
Lauren: I wonder if he's ready to go to sleep. Let me try. Oh, look... look...
Michael: Well, how was your day? Any better?
Lauren: Never a dull moment.
Michael: Why do you say that?
Lauren: I think I might've saved Sheila's life today.
Paul: Guess who?
Paul: Guess who?
Paul: Sheila? Sheila?
Sheila: Paul? Aah!
J.T.: I'm worried about you.
Colleen: Don't be.
J.T.: Korbel bothers me. There's some coincidental stuff that's turned up in his past and I don't like it.
Colleen: J.T., I really don't wanna talk about this.
J.T.: Did you know-- did you know that there was-- there was some unsolved murders in the city that he lived in last?
Colleen: He got away just in time, right?
J.T.: Carmen didn't.
J.T.: Look, Jana--
J.T.: Jana-- no, listen to me, Jana saw Korbel here right before Carmen was murdered and her car was parked nearby.
Colleen: And did Jana have a point?
J.T.: Yeah. She didn't see Carmen come inside. And maybe that's because Korbel got to her first.
Colleen: Oh, my gosh, J.T., you would do anything to keep me away from this guy. Or wait, did Victoria ask you to do this?
J.T.: No, Victoria knows nothing about this.
Colleen: Right. Well, I just don't believe anything that you say about Adrian.
Brad: When it comes to code breaking, I know the basics.
Victoria: You know, we could do this forever and we'd never crack it.
Rebecca: Well, we could call a couple of people.
Brad: You know we can't do that. The fewer people that know about this, the safer we are.
Victor: Now if you'll excuse me, I have another appointment.
Victoria: Dad, thank you so much for keeping Brad safe.
Victor: Brad, good working with you. Rebecca.
Rebecca: Victor, thank you so much for all your help.
Victor: Quite all right.
Victoria: You know, while you were gone, Colleen moved back home.
Brad: She did? Did she and J.T. break up?
Victoria: Yeah, they did.
Brad: Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. Although, I never thought they'd make it. How's she doing?
Victoria: She's okay. You know, she's fine. She's--she's involved with someone else now.
Brad: Really? Who?
Victoria: Adrian Korbel.
Sheila: Help me! Please, someone help me! Help me!
Sheila: Help me!
Sullivan: What the hell is--
Sheila: Help me, please!
Sullivan: What's going--
Sullivan: Where's the key?
Sheila: There's--s some on top of the circuit box?
Sheila: Yeah. Please, help me!
Sullivan: All right.
Sullivan: All right.
Sheila: Help me.
Sheila: Please come quick before he comes back!
Sullivan: All right, okay. Who? Before who comes back?
Sheila: I don't know. I just woke up here. I don't know.
Sheila: I don't know.
Sullivan: Okay. Okay, calm down. You don't know who did this to you?
Sullivan: You don't know who did this to you?
Sheila: No. Oh, please, please.
Sullivan: Okay, okay. Its okay, I'm with the police. It's okay. It's okay.
Sheila: Oh, thank you so much.
Sheila: Thank you.
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Jack: It is if you get a good shot at winning.
Kay: There's no need to get so worked up.
Jill: Oh, I could have a son out there somewhere who is a complete stranger.
Brad: Good, people like him shouldn't be teaching.
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