Y&R Transcript Tuesday 1/30/07

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 1/30/07 -- Canada; Wednesday 1/31/07 -- U.S.A.

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Sharon: Special delivery for you from Fenmore's.

Dru: Since when do you deliver packages? Is NVP paying you enough?

Sharon: Well there's a new boy in the mailroom. And he delivered it to the wrong office.

Dru: Yeah, well, I didn't order anything. Is there a card in there to say who it's from?

Sharon: Nope. But it could be a surprise from Neil.

Dru: Yeah, maybe he bought me something to cheer me up.

Sharon: Oh, that is so cute.

Dru: Get rid of it. Get rid of it.

Sharon: What?

Dru: I don't care what you do with it, get rid of it. Burn it. Just get it out of here.

Sharon: Why? What's wrong with it?

Dru: That's the same top that Lauren Fenmore showed me the other day and it's exactly like the one that I cut up of Carmen's.

Sharon: You think someone sent this to you to freak you out?

Dru: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, I do. And I have a good idea who did it, too!

Neil: What the hell are you doing here?

David: Actually, I was looking for the artificial sweetener. Do you know where it is?

Neil: I mean, what are you doing here in these offices?

David: Well, I was hoping to enjoy a free cup of coffee.

Neil: Are you deliberately trying to be obtuse, Mr. Chow?

David: You're the one with the attitude, Mr. Winters, not I.

Neil: I'm gonna be blunt with you, Man. Um, I'm tired of you showing up everywhere my wife happens to be.

David: Hmm.

Neil: I'm gonna give you a couple of choices here. Either you can see yourself out, or I'll call security and they'll escort you out.

David: Go right ahead. Give it a shot.

Neil: What's that supposed to mean?

David: I guess you haven't heard. I work here now.

Colleen: I can't imagine what it must've been like to find the student who committed suicide.

Korbel: Can we please change the subject?

Colleen: Why?

Korbel: Because it's not only a painful memory, Colleen. It's a reminder of everything I've done wrong.

Colleen: Like being with me?

Korbel: You know, I've pretty much destroyed my career fighting relationships like this and now I'm in one.

Colleen: You know what? A relationship should be based on what you feel for someone. Nothing else.

Korbel: Unfortunately, it just doesn't work that way.

Colleen: Why not?

Korbel: You're my student, Colleen. It's just wrong.

Colleen: So let's just say that maybe if you were a museum curator, then--

Korbel: I'm not, okay? My job has rules and I broke them.

Colleen: You know what? It wasn't all your fault. It was a mutual decision. I wanted you as much as you wanted me.

Korbel: Yeah, but I should've had the self-control to stop myself.

Colleen: Well, you know what? You're only human.

Korbel: Yeah, I am in a position of authority over you, okay? Our relationship-- it's not one of two equals.

Colleen: Who cares?

Korbel: I do, Colleen! I care.

Colleen: If this is your way of letting me down gently...

Korbel: God, this has nothing to do with whether I find you intelligent or beautiful. This is--this is about morals and judgment.

Colleen: Morals and judgment? Right, so, I'm just curious. What now?

Korbel: I think you should move on.

Colleen: Oh, okay, you know what? I'm kind of sick of everyone telling me how to live my life. I can make my own decisions.

Korbel: That's exactly what the girl who committed suicide said.

Colleen: And you weren't seeing her?

Korbel: No, I wasn't.

Colleen: Well, I'm sorry, it's just that, you know--

Korbel: You know, why the sudden interest?

Colleen: I don't know. Maybe the articles.

Korbel: The ones J.T. gave you?

Colleen: Mm-hmm.

Korbel: So now you think that I'm responsible?

Colleen: No, that doesn't necessarily mean that I believe them.

Korbel: So did your family see these articles? 'Cause that would explain why they're so leery about me.

Colleen: They didn't see the articles.

Korbel: Maria, hi. Yes, I received your request. And I've, uh, I've got the requirements right here.

Phyllis: Such a pretty girl. And so good. Such a pretty girl. Look at you. The dress code is getting pretty lax at Newman Enterprises, isn't it?

Nick: You don't think I could take a meeting like this?

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, yeah, you could. I think you look sexy.

Nick: Yeah.

Phyllis: So, um, where are you going dressed like that?

Nick: Uh, nowhere.

Phyllis: Really? You're staying home?

Nick: Yeah. Jack and I have business in Madison later today so I figured I'd skip work.

Phyllis: Aw, that's so sweet.

Nick: I wanted to spend a little extra time with the two most amazing ladies on the planet before I go.

Phyllis: Oh, that's so sweet. We love your daddy, but he's a liar. Because what he really wants to do is play basketball before he goes on his trip. But we love him anyway, right?

Sheila: Don't bother looking for your gun. I have it. I have your cell phone, too.

Sullivan: Where am I?

Sheila: Where do you think you are?

Sullivan: It's a nursery of some kind.

Sheila: Mmm. That's right. And if you're a good girl and don't make a fuss, I'll sing you a lullaby.

Sullivan: You choked me out.

Sheila: Yes, I did. I've never strangled an officer of the law. That was really fun.

Sullivan: I don't understand.

Sheila: You'd think that somebody who protects and serves would've asked more questions. I guess it was my lucky day.

Sullivan: Who the hell are you?

Sheila: I'm Phyllis Newman.

Sullivan: No, you're not. I interviewed Phyllis Newman.

Sheila: Oh. That's right. Uh, I have to work on my voice. How's this? "I'm Phyllis Abbott. I mean, Newman. I mean, well, you know... and I am married to the hot, hunky... sexy... Nicholas Newman." How's that? That's pretty good. Don't you think?

Dru: Right. I think I would know if I purchased a blouse.

Sharon: Ask her who took the order.

Dru: Yeah, um, I'd like to know who rang up e r?

Dru: Amber Moore? Okay, do me a favor? Ask Amber if she can describe--

Sharon: Or if it’s paid for by--with a credit card.

Dru: By phone?

Sharon: You can find out who it belonged to.

Dru: Right. Right, so can you check out it, okay? It's impossible, because I have-- I have my credit-- my credit card. I'll call you back. Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Sharon: What?

Dru: Oh, my God! My credit card's missing!

David: Now if you'll excuse me...

Neil: Now hold on a minute. What do you mean, you work here?

David: Just what I said.

Neil: In what capacity?

David: I'm employed by Granville Global, which I'm sure you've heard, was bought by Newman last year.

Neil: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know all about that deal. I brokered it.

David: Well, that's odd. I could've sworn Brad Carlton set that up.

Neil: That still doesn't explain what you're doing here.

David: I simply requested a transfer.

Neil: Now why doesn't that surprise me?

David: I'm the new liaison for Granville Global. In fact, I believe I'll be working directly with you.

Neil: We'll see about that.

Sheila: Hmm. It's Paul Williams. It must be for you. I doubt it's for me.

Sullivan's voice: You've reached detective Maggie Sullivan. I'm unavailable at the moment, but leave a message. I'll return your call as soon as possible. If this is an emergency, hang up and call 9-1-1.

Paul: Hey, Maggie, it's, um, Paul. I'm, uh, at the coffeehouse. You know, for our date?

Korbel: And I've extended the deadline a week. I wanna give everyone ample time to do their best work.

Korbel: I'm so sorry if I've hurt you.

Colleen: You know what? You really need to stop apologizing as if you've done something wrong.

Korbel: Your father was right, Colleen. And I'm not surprised that Victoria backed out of the benefit.

Colleen: Oh, well, that had nothing to do with us.

Korbel: Well, then what did it have to do with?

Colleen: Victoria had other commitments.

Korbel: You know, come to think of it...

Colleen: What? What?

Korbel: Victoria started treating me differently when I decided to interview Rebecca. Does this-- does it have something to do with her?

Colleen: No. No. No, not at all. Rebecca has nothing to do with this.

Korbel: You are a terrible liar.

Sheila: By the way, you should really leave your voicemail password protected. Otherwise, any crazy can retrieve your messages.

Paul's voice: Hey, Maggie, it's Paul. Um, I'm here at the coffeehouse. I guess you're, uh, busy on a case. Hey, look, I know I stood you up once, but I had a good excuse. I forgot. If you're not coming, give me a buzz, will ya? I wanna get started, uh, becoming disappointed. All right, talk to you soon.

Sheila: Oh, Sweet. Your boyfriend's on his way. We gotta be ready for him, don't you think? Don't answer me. If there's one thing I hate, it's a talkative cop.

Colleen: I need to go.

Korbel: Is your family hiding something?

Colleen: Oh, shoot. Gosh, you know what? You guessed it. We are North Korean spies. I don't know, I'm just saying.

Korbel: I'm serious.

Colleen: There's nothing to hide.

Korbel: Like I said, you're a terrible liar.

Colleen: Oh, well, thank you.

Korbel: No, Colleen, it's one of the things I like most about you. You lack the guile to cover your feelings.

Colleen: I'm not as naive as you make me out to be.

Korbel: I remember-- I remember when you first told me about Rebecca-- the pride in your voice. You went on and on.

Colleen: She's a great lady.

Korbel: Yeah, and then when I decided to talk to her, you started to diminish her accomplishments, pretended you didn't even know anything about her work.

Colleen: Why are you asking me these questions?

Korbel: I just find it unusual that your family is so secretive.

Colleen: Well, we value our privacy. I'm sorry that you have a problem with that.

Korbel: You do know that you can trust me, don't you?

Colleen: Look, no more questions, all right? I just, I can't deal with it right now.

Korbel: Okay, never mind. You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. Like you said, your family values their privacy. Why don't we just leave it at that?

Nick: You like that?

Phyllis: Hmm. I, uh... never took you for the arts and crafts type.

Nick: Very complicated arts and crafts type. I am making a mobile for our daughter's crib.

Phyllis: Hmm. Learn something new about you every day.

Nick: What's in the bag?

Phyllis: See for yourself.

Nick: A digital camera?

Phyllis: Yeah. Hey, that's not just any digital camera. It doesn't require a flash.

Nick: No flash, huh? Well, this is great, but I'm not going on a sightseeing trip. Now unless you want a few shots of Jack looking at spreadsheets. I could hook you up.

Phyllis: Oh, okay, great. No, thanks. But, um, I'm the one who's taking the pictures.

Nick: Oh, yeah? Of what?

Phyllis: Of... your daughter... Summer.

Nick: Oh.

Phyllis: I'm gonna be taking pictures of her morning, noon and night. And I'll e-mail them to you.

Nick: Okay. This is, uh, this is one of the coolest gifts you've ever given me.

Phyllis: Really?

Nick: Yeah. You know, it's not as cool as little Miss Newman herself.

Phyllis: I know.

Nick: You're gonna be hard pressed to top that one.

Paul: Maggie! Maggie, what the hell are you doing here? Don't worry--

Sheila: Two down, many more to go.

Dru: Yeah, okay, Honey, did you check my purses? How about my coat pockets? Nothing.

Sharon: Well, maybe you just dropped it when you were out shopping or something.

Dru: Right, maybe. Just another coincidence, right, Sharon? Along with the slashed tires?

Sharon: So you're still convinced it's David?

Dru: Absolutely! I know he did it. I just have a feeling. I know he did it.

Sharon: Yeah, it does seem too coincidental. But you couldn't have seen Carmen.

Dru: But I did see someone who looked like Carmen.

Sharon: Maybe David's working with someone.

Dru: Who would work with him?

Sharon: Wait!

Dru: What?

Sharon: Remember Carmen's obituary? It said that she was survived by a sister.

Neil: Yes, I'd like to speak to whoever's in charge, please. Yeah, I'll hold.

David: Granville Global?

Neil: You just won't go away, will you?

David: You might wanna rethink that phone call.

Neil: And why is that?

David: I guess you haven't given much thought as to the publicity it's gonna generate.

Neil: I know what you're talking about, Man.

David: How do you think it's gonna play that Devon's father got the victim's ex-fiancé kicked out of Newman on the eve of the trial?

David: I know you heard that Carmen and I had an affair while she was at Granville.

Neil: Yeah, she sued the company for sexual harassment.

David: Yeah, she did. But that is a very small part of the story.

Neil: So you say.

David: Look, I know you think I'm a bad guy but perhaps you wouldn't if you knew what really happened.

Neil: I already know what happened. You cheated on your wife with Carmen.

David: It was a very unhappy marriage.

Neil: That's an original story.

David: So are you gonna hear me out or what?

Neil: I'm listening.

David: My wife and I were in the process of getting a divorce when Carmen came into the picture. We clicked immediately.

Neil: So next you're gonna tell me that, uh, you were soul mates.

David: Is that really so hard for you to believe? But, yes, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

Neil: Did you tell your wife about that?

David: Eventually. I was surprised with how angry she became.

Neil: Well, I'd say that's, uh, a normal reaction, wouldn't you?

David: Except ours was a loveless marriage. I think she was just upset with the idea that I was leaving her.

Neil: How angry was she?

David: Angry enough to fire Carmen without cause. That's where the lawsuit originated.

Neil: So she moved to Genoa City.

David: Yeah, she did. Carmen couldn't stand all the turmoil, so I had to let her go. That is a decision I will regret every day of my life.

(Cell phone ringing)

J.T.: Hello?

Dru: J.T., its Drucilla Winters.

J.T.: Hey, Dru, what's up?

Dru: Um, I wanted to hire you if you were available.

J.T.: Yeah, sure, what are the details?

Dru: Okay, I'm trying to get some information on Carmen Mesta's sister-- Analisa. I need to know where she's at and also if you could get a picture of her.

J.T.: That shouldn't be a problem.

Dru: Good. Um, J.T. it's time sensitive. So if you could get back to me ASAP, I'd appreciate it.

J.T.: You bet, will do.

Korbel: A sharp tongue doesn't mean you have a keen mind.

J.T.: What?

Korbel: Your words are hollow, J.T. they have no legs.

J.T.: Okay, why don't you cut the intellectual BS and tell me what you want?

Korbel: In layman's terms, that immature stunt you pulled with Colleen won't win her back. The articles?

J.T.: The articles. Yeah, well, you know, I was just passing along the information I was given.

Korbel: By whom?

J.T.: Jana Hawkes. She is turning out to be quite the little detective.

Korbel: Well, I'm sorry you felt the need to pass the information along, but if you think that implicating me in some fictitious crime will win Colleen over, well, then you just don't know her at all.

J.T.: And you do? Because you slept with her one time?

Korbel: You failed, J.T.

J.T.: Oh, did I? Then why are you the one who's upset, Professor?

Korbel: Well, I just didn't realize you were this imperceptive. Right, right. In PI terms-- get a clue.

David: Now isn't it interesting how two versions of the same story can be so different?

Neil: It doesn't necessarily mean that your version is true.

David: You can believe whatever you want. I believe you know I'm telling the truth.

Neil: You know, it's funny. Um, ever since you came to town, you've been upsetting my wife. So why--why should I believe anything that you tell me?

David: You and Carmen were close for a while, am I right?

Neil: We were friends, if that's what you mean.

David: Friends? Right. With a close, emotional... connection.

Neil: What's your point?

David: Think back. Was Carmen ever predatory towards you? The Carmen I knew was sweet, loving, supportive. Not exactly the woman that your wife is depicting.

[Neil remembering]

Carmen: You okay?

Neil: Yeah, yeah, I was just thinking, um, about how excited I used to be about going to work.

Carmen: And lately?

Neil: Not so much.

Carmen: We all get bored with our jobs sometimes.

Neil: Even Carmen Mesta, public relations whiz?

Carmen: Yes, it's true. Even I have been known to have a bad day every now and then. Don't worry, Neil, things will turn around.

David: Trust me, Neil. You're wrong about Carmen.

[Neil remembering]

Neil: I admit, um, Drucilla and I have problems. But I don't wanna drag you into that or lead you on.

Carmen: I understand.

Neil: I'm not sure you doe Carmen. I mean, these days, people treat marriage as a-- as a temporary condition. If, uh, things aren't working out, you just leave.

Carmen: But not you.

Neil: I made my mistake once upon a time. I don't think like that anymore.

Carmen: And that's admirable, Neil. I just enjoy your company. We can spend time together without jeopardizing your marriage, can't we?

David: But then again, you already know I'm right, don't you?

Colleen: Well, I mean... it's pretty. But it... I just don't see that it's worth killing over.

Rebecca: In and of itself, it isn't.

Colleen: Huh. And it didn't have anything inside?

Rebecca: No, it was empty, just as I thought.

Rebecca: Well... I'm afraid we can't be certain. There was one interesting thing that we learned that we didn't know before.

Rebecca: It could be a clue.

Colleen: What's it say?

Rebecca: That, we don't know.

Colleen: What you can't read it?

Rebecca: Well, we can read the letters, but I have no idea what it says. Here, see those tiny little letters.

Colleen: Uh... "Veritas?" Uh, yeah. I don't know.

Rebecca: Well, I've been running the letters through numerous language programs, but so far, no luck. It's very frustrating.

Colleen: Yeah, I bet. Do you think it could be some kind of cipher?

Rebecca: Well, that's what we suspect. But as long as we don't know, we can't break it.

Colleen: Hmm. I wonder what it means.

Phyllis: Summer went to sleep the minute I put her down.

Nick: Mmm, that sounds familiar. Except she doesn't snore.

Phyllis: Whoa, wait a second. Are you insinuating that I snore?

Nick: I guess I could always get out the tape recorder. Where is it?

Phyllis: You go ahead. I do not snore. I sleep like a baby.

Nick: Hey, whatever you need to make you feel better. That's fine.

Phyllis: Well, I'm gonna miss you anyway, even though you're a liar.

Nick: I'm gonna miss you, too. I have to go. I don't wanna go.

Phyllis: Hey, does this trip have anything to do with Senator Bodi and that retreat we're trying to get built?

Nick: Yeah, we have a meeting set up with him.

Phyllis: Huh. Jack can't handle it?

Nick: I think Jack thinks he can. But I have to go to look out for Newman's interests.

Phyllis: Mmm. All right.

Nick: Yeah.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Phyllis: What are you doing?

Nick: Just showing you what you're missing out on, you know, while I'm gone.

Phyllis: Why don't you show me now?

Nick: Okay.

Sheila: Your boyfriend's heavy. He should stay off the carbs. All right... listen, this is gonna hurt you a lot more than it hurts me.

Sullivan: Ow.

Sheila: Does that feel better?

Sullivan: What are you doing now?

Sheila: Well, thanks to your boyfriend and this piece of equipment, Let's not hope that that somebody finds you before I finish what I have to finish.

Sullivan: Which is what?

Sheila: Now a girl's gotta have some secrets.

Sullivan: The longer you keep us here, the harder you're making it on yourself.

Sheila: Really? Well... that doesn't really matter because you're not getting out of here. Things could be a lot worse.

Sullivan: Let's talk about this.

Sheila: I'm all action, no talk.

Sullivan: When Paul wakes up--

Sheila: When Paul wakes up, he's in for a big surprise. Maybe I should leave him a little something extra.

Sullivan: Like what?

Sheila: A dead girlfriend.

Sharon: Think about how much better you'll feel if you find out that Carmen has a sister who looks like her.

Dru: Right, right, then I'll have, uh, you know, a plausible reason why I saw, you know, Carmen. I did see her in the garage the other day, right?

Sharon: Well, it will also explain how David Chow could be tormenting you.

Dru: And if he got her to do his dirty work, let me--

Dru: You know, maybe the caffeine wasn't a good idea.

Sharon: Yeah, no kidding.

Dru: Dru Winters.

J.T.: Hey, Dru, it's J.T. I got the information you're looking for.

Dru: That was fast.

J.T.: Yeah, well, it was an easy trace. Carmen Mesta's sister lives in Texas.

Dru: Okay, in Texas, but she could be in Genoa City, right?

J.T.: Well, if she was, she's not anymore.

Dru: What do you mean?

J.T.: I called her house posing as a telemarketer and she answered the phone. I also got a copy of her DMV photo.

Dru: Okay, does she look like Carmen?

J.T.: Not even close.

Dru: What?

J.T.: Can I ask why you wanted this information?

Dru: Well... I thought--I just thought I saw, you know, someone who looked like Carmen the other day. No biggie.

J.T.: And you thought it was her sister?

Dru: Well, exactly.

J.T.: Well, you know what they say. Everybody's got a double out there somewhere.

Dru: Yeah, well, thanks for getting back to me so quickly. Send the bill, all right?

J.T.: You got it.

Dru: Bye. Well, there was another idea that bit the dust. Hey, Neil.

Sharon: Hey.

Neil: Hey, Sharon. Listen, uh, Dru... I'm afraid I have some news that you're not gonna like.

Dru: Neil, would you just lay it on me, okay? It can't get worse.

Neil: You know David Chow worked for Granville Global, right?

Dru: Yes.

Neil: He transferred to Newman Enterprises.

Dru: Get outta town! Didn't I just tell you, Sharon, it was gonna go down like this?

Sharon: That's exactly what you said.

Dru: Didn't I? Neil, don't you see what he's doing? He's trying to insinuate himself in my life! Next thing you know-- no, he's gonna be at our church. He's gonna know our friends. He's gonna be in our business 24/7, don't you see? Don't you all see that?

Neil: I was gonna call Granville to put a stop to it.

Dru: And?

Neil: But with Devon's trial I figured it was best to lay low. Guess we're just gonna have to live with it.

Dru: Oh, over my dead body.

Paul: Ow.

Paul: Maggie! Maggie! Maggie, what's the matter? Maggie? Oh, no! Oh, no! Maggie?!

Paul: Maggie? Maggie, don't die, Maggie! Maggie! Oh, Maggie, no! Oh, God, Maggie, please, no! No, Maggie! Come on! You hear me?

Neil: So the way Chow tells it, um, it was his wife who had a problem with Carmen.

Dru: Who cares? Who could blame her, Neil? Carmen was trying to steal her husband. Besides, she was a gold digger.

Neil: Yeah, but hold on now. The difference is, their marriage was already over. I mean, they would've split up.

Sharon: Or so he says.

Dru: Would you listen to yourself?

Neil: What?

Dru: I mean, I don't even understand you.

Neil: What are you talking about?

Dru: You believe that idiot?

Neil: What? He made some good points.

Dru: Oh, "He made some good points." Birds of a feather stick together. I can't believe you--

Neil: Don't be ridiculous. I'm just saying that I believe--

Dru: You're just saying its BS, Okay? It's BS.

Sharon: Okay, Guys, hey, um, hey, I have an idea.

Dru: Go ahead.

Sharon: All right, the only thing that really matters is we find out whether or not David is behind everything that's happened to you, right?

Dru: Yeah, but I have no way of proving that, Sharon.

Sharon: Okay, what if... I befriend him? We can get some information on the guy.

Dru: No, Sharon.

Neil: No. No, Dru's absolutely right. Until we find out what this guy's deal is, it's safe to assume that he could be dangerous.

Sharon: How? He's mad at you. He's not mad at me. I'll just be someone he can talk to.

Dru: Sharon...

Neil: No, no, absolutely not.

Dru: Absolutely not. Sharon, promise me--promise me you won't do anything silly, okay?

Sharon: Fine. Fine.

Dru: I would never forgive myself if something happened, okay?

Sharon: Fine. Fine.

Dru: Let me hear you say it.

Sharon: I promise I will not befriend David Chow.

Rebecca: Oh, there you are. I thought you'd left.

Colleen: No, I was actually upstairs. I was on the internet looking for how to break codes. But it would take years to sort through everything.

Rebecca: Which is exactly why we don't know where to start. People have been using ciphers since the beginning of time.

Colleen: Have you considered hiring an expert?

Rebecca: It's too risky. Your father would never allow an outsider to be brought in.

Victoria: Rebecca, I'm home! Colleen. Good, you're back.

Colleen: I only came to pick up some of my things.

Victoria: Where are you going?

Colleen: I'm moving in with Lily.

Victoria: I don't really think that's such a good idea.

Colleen: Well, thank you for your input, but I don't really need your permission.

Victoria: What is the matter with you? Don't you wanna be safe?

Colleen: If it means that I have to listen to you and my dad criticize every move, then no.

Victoria: Oh, you know what? You have been making some very poor choices.

Victoria: That's not fair of you to ask me to lie to my husband.

Colleen: I never asked you to lie! You know what? It doesn't even matter. I'm outta here, okay?

Rebecca: Oh, Sweetheart, please, won't you reconsider.

Colleen: I can't. I'll see you soon, okay? I love you grandmother.

Rebecca: I love you.

Colleen: Oh, I almost forgot. Victoria, Adrian and I are over. I just--I thought that would make your day.

David: Thank you.

Sharon: Mr. Chow.

David: Yes?

Sharon: I don't know if you remember me...

David: Of course I remember you. You're Drucilla Winters' friend.

Sharon: Sharon Newman.

David: What can I do you for, Ms. Newman?

Sharon: Well, um, Dru would have a fit if she knew I was talking to you right now.

David: I suppose you're right about that.

Sharon: Um... Neil told me the whole story about what happened with Carmen

Sharon: I wish I'd known the details about Carmen sooner.

David: And why is that?

Sharon: Well, I might've been friendlier.

David: Oh. Well, it's not like anybody around here really cares about what I have to say.

Sharon: Yeah, that's true. Um, and for that, I'm sorry. Um... well, I guess that's-- that's all I came to say.

David: Look, um, if you're not in a rush, maybe you'd like to join me for a--a cup of coffee.

Sharon: I would like that.

David: Great. Please. I'll be right back.

Sharon: Okay.

Colleen: Hi.

Korbel: You shouldn't be here.

Colleen: Can I come in?

Korbel: I'm not so sure that's a good idea.

Colleen: Just for a little while. I have something for you.

Colleen: Thank you.

Nick: Is the one in pink still asleep?

Phyllis: Yeah. She must've been tired.

Nick: Well, yeah. I mean, eating all day and being carted around-- it's--it's exhausting.

Phyllis: Yeah, it is. So did you pack enough socks?

Nick: Yes, I packed enough socks. Look! I mean, it got all tangled, but if you get it straightened out, it's awesome. I made it for you while you were in the shower.

Phyllis: Is this the mobile?

Nick: Yeah. Well, it's your mobile.

Phyllis: Of you.

Nick: Yeah.

Phyllis: This is so adorable.

Nick: Adorable is good. I was going for sexy, but, uh, I'll take adorable.

Phyllis: Oh, I'm gonna kiss it every night before I go to sleep.

Nick: Mmm. Don't get me going. I gotta leave... soon.

Phyllis: I miss you already. Oh! Oh! No, I don't! 'Cause there you are! You're right here.

Nick: There I am in that little circle. And don't forget to, uh, take lots of pictures of Summer and e-mail them.

Phyllis: Okay. And when you come home, I'm gonna have a surprise waiting for you.

Nick: Oh, yeah?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Nick: What is it?

Phyllis: Well, if I tell you, it's not gonna be a surprise, right?

Nick: How about a hint?

Phyllis: A hint?

Nick: Uh-huh.

Phyllis: Okay.

Nick: Seriously? How... uh, how many times? Wait, is--is that legal in Wisconsin?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Nick: Okay.

Phyllis: Yeah. So if Jack wants you to stay a couple days longer, you know what you have waiting for you. Just tell him no. Right?

Nick: Okay.

Paul: Okay, Maggie, come on, hold on here. You hold on with me.

Sullivan: Paul...

Paul: Don't go to sleep, okay?

Sullivan: Paul, I got a fill …

Paul: Shh, shh.

Sullivan: I can harass you now.

Paul: It's all right. It's okay. Don't talk. Just hold on here.

Sullivan: Paul, who is that woman?

Paul: She's just a psychopath. Don't worry about her. She's gone now. No, no, no, no, come on. Stay awake. Stay awake with me. Stay with me. You stay with me, Maggie. Okay? Come on. You hang in here with me.

Sullivan: Okay.

Paul: Come on. Okay, what happened? How did you get here? Talk to me a little bit, will ya?

Sullivan: I got... I got a trace on your cell phone so I was gonna come-- I was gonna...

Paul: Help! Can somebody hear us?! We need help!

Sheila: Keep on yelling, Paul. You're in the middle of nowhere! No one's gonna hear you!

Paul: We need help in here! Please! Please hurry! You okay? Come on. Come on. I'm just seeing if anybody's out there.

Sheila: ShowTime, Phyllis.

Paul: Can somebody hear us?!

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

Kay: I have to find the young man, Nikki, I have to.

Nikki: Katherine, he could be anywhere.

Jana: If this is about the newspaper article--

Korbel: No, this is bout your inability to mind your own business.

Dru: I saw Carmen! It was terrible!

Neil: It's okay. It's okay.

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