Y&R Transcript Wednesday 5/16/07

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 5/16/07 -- Canada; Thursday 5/17/07 -- U.S.A.

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Michael: Good boy!

Lauren: Oh, yeah.

Michael: Oh, you better clean that mess up.

Lauren: Always.

Michael: Yes, she is. Look at his face! Aw. Good boy.

Phyllis: Hey! You want some coffee? It's hazelnut. It's Nick's favorite.

Michael: Yummy.

Lauren: We should be waiting on you, not the other way around.

Phyllis: No, I wanna keep busy.

Michael: Maybe you should take a breather.

Phyllis: Mnh-mnh. Nope, I wanna spend time with my daughter. I don't know how many good days I'll have until, you know, I'm carted off--

Lauren: You're not going to jail, Phyllis. Here, switch.

Michael: I'm sure I could've had Bardwell drop the extortion charge if it hadn't been such a high profile case.

Phyllis: Good, good. Next time I decide to blackmail somebody, I'm gonna make sure it's a nobody.

Michael: Hold it! Hold it! I don't ever wanna hear you say that out loud again.

Phyllis: Deny, deny, deny. That's right. That's--that's-- that's what I do now. Phyllis Newman--deny.

Lauren: Okay, the good news is... you still have your sense of humor.

Phyllis: Yeah, I do. I gotta pull myself together here.

Lauren: I think you should take it easy on yourself.

Phyllis: I don't have time to take it easy on myself. I need to, uh... prepare for my day. I have to prepare to go in front of the grand jury, and then I have to plan my husband's memorial service with Nikki. That's gonna be great fun-- collaborating with a woman who wants me locked up.

Nikki: Victor, we have to pick the music for the service. Do you have anything in mind?

Victor: I'm sure you'll find something appropriate.

Nikki: I assume that you wanna speak. Um... do you have any preference for who else should speak?

Victor: I'd leave that up to you, Sweetheart.

Nikki: All right, Victoria and I will handle it.

Victoria: I miss him. I miss my brother so much, J.T.

J.T.: Yeah. Well, it might do you some good to get out of the house for a little while and get some fresh air.

Victoria: What I need is my brother.

J.T.: I think you need to be around some people.

Victoria: Brad's here.

J.T.: People you like.

Victoria: Well, I'm gonna go over to my parent's place a little later.

J.T.: All right, well, I'll be around if you need me later, okay?

Victoria: Thanks. You know what I think-- think about, J.T.?

J.T.: What?

Victoria: You're gonna think this sounds completely selfish.

J.T.: Tell me.

Victoria: I'm so mad that Nick is not here. He was the one person that I could go to if I was depressed or sad or... if... something terrible happened. And now... now, when I need him the most, he's gone.

Daniel: Making your famous chocolate chip cookies?

Lily: I wouldn't call them famous. Any dummy could do it.

Daniel: Well, my mom's gonna appreciate it.

Lily: Yeah, I just feel so bad for her. It's, like, first the wedding arrest and now Nick...

Daniel: Hey... did, uh, she seem okay to you when you were over there?

Lily: Well, I could tell she was trying to hold it all in.

Daniel: I'm glad Michael was there. Sometimes I feel like I don't have the right thing to say.

Lily: Yeah, well, her husband's gone. There's not much you can say.

Daniel: You thinking about your mom?

Lily: It's just not fair. It's, like... why do all these good people have to die?

Daniel: I don't know. It doesn't make any sense. Come here. You okay?

Lily: Yeah, I'm fine.

Daniel: Lily, I-I didn't--

Lily: Hey, can you get the, um, wooden mixing spoon out of the utensil drawer, please?

Daniel: Guess you're not ready to forgive me yet.

Daniel: You know, I wish you'd believe me. It's not gonna happen again. I'm not gonna e-mail another woman and I've stopped looking at porn.

Lily: Wow, I feel like I've heard that one before.

Daniel: Lily, come on, you know how much I love you. And none of that had anything to do with you and me.

Lily: Daniel, you wouldn't have to do any of that if you really loved me.

Daniel: Are you gonna be angry at me forever?

Lily: You know what? Just drop it, please.

Daniel: Okay, you know what? I get it. I messed up and you need some time. And take as much time as you want, because I love you and as long as it takes for you to be okay with me again, I'm gonna be right here, waiting.

Lily: There's a bag of chocolate chips in the top right cupboard.

Daniel: Coming right up.

Brad: I hope chamomile is all right. We were out of peppermint.

Victoria: Yeah, that's... that's fine.

Brad: I don't mind running out and getting it for you if you prefer.

Victoria: It's not important, Brad, all right? It's not important what I eat or drink or my job or what happens tomorrow or the next day or the day after that. It doesn't matter. I just... it all seems so pointless right now.

Brad: I wish there was something I could do for you.

Victoria: Well, you can't.

Brad: Maybe I should call your doctor. If you don't want a sedative, maybe an anti-depressant.

Victoria: No! No, I don't-- I don't want drugs. I have a right to feel depressed, all right?

Brad: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...

Victoria: I'm sorry, all right? I'm sorry I yelled at you. It's just...

Brad: It's okay. It's all right. Let it out. That's what I'm here for.

Victoria: I can't.

Brad: Victoria... you turned to J.T. for comfort. You should turn to me, too.

Victoria: I wish I could. (Cell phone ringing)

Victoria: Hello? Well, can you-- can you get Neil Winters to handle it, please? He is? Well, did you try his cell phone? All right, well, then it's just gonna have to wait. Uh-huh, I know. I realize that there's a deadline, but it can't be helped.

Brad: What was that about?

Victoria: The contract for those new factories. The wording's off and, um... legal's working on it, but they need my input.

Brad: Why don't you head over to your parents? I'll take care of that for you.

Michael: Yeah, thank you. Bye.

Lauren: Is Summer still asleep?

Phyllis: Yeah, I'm gonna have to wake her soon. I was supposed to be at the ranch ten minutes ago. Ugh. Oh, boy, that's gonna be a barrel of monkeys. I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend my last hours than with Victoria and Nikki. Wow. How many last requests do I get?

Michael: Phyllis, you're not on death row.

Phyllis: I might as well be.

Lauren: Why don't you just leave Summer here with us?

Michael: Yeah.

Phyllis: Yeah? You don't mind?

Lauren: No, not at all.

Phyllis: Oh, great.

Summer: (Cries)

Phyllis: Oh!

Lauren: I'll go. It's okay. I got her.

Phyllis: Yeah?

Michael: Did the Newmans have any ideas for Nick's service?

Phyllis: No. I'm gonna pass out rabbit's feet. I definitely need a purse full of them when I, um, meet the grand jury.

Michael: No, no, no, no, not so many. With Brad's waffling, the D.A.'s gonna have a heck of a time proving his case.

Phyllis: Let's hope so.

Michael: You know, I still wonder why he suddenly changed his story.

Phyllis: Oh, you wanna know? I'll tell you. Because Brad has--

Michael: And I still don't want to know. But Bardwell's sharp. He knows if he puts Carlton on the stand, I'll make him look like a blathering idiot.

Phyllis: I hope it's that easy.

Michael: My point being, Brad Carlton is damaged goods.

Phyllis: Not damaged enough, if you ask me.

Victor: Hey, Neil.

Neil: Victor.

Victor: This is a book shelf, believe it or not.

Neil: Yeah. I can see that. You're almost finished, huh?

Victor: Well, there's a lot more to it.

Neil: So you've been working on it a long time?

Victor: Yeah, remember when I was sick and I couldn't leave the house. And they asked me to... not drive, so I started doing this.

Neil: Yeah, I imagine it's a great way to relieve stress. That is, if you can figure out what all those pieces are.

Victor: You know, Nick was always so good at this. He insisted on helping me. So we spent a lot of time working side by side.

Neil: Yeah, Victor, I know. I keep planning to do more of that sort of thing with my son. I just never seem to find the time.

Victor: Oh, Neil, let me give you a piece of advice. You better find the time. Because one day when you least expect it... it's all gone.

(Cell phone ringing)

Michael: Michael Baldwin.

Kay: Michael, Katherine. I'm at the athletic club. Uh, I need to see you right away.

Michael: Uh, that'll have to wait, Katherine. Lauren and I are with Phyllis right now.

Phyllis: Hey, Michael, go ahead. Go ahead.

Michael: Hold on. Are you sure?

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, Lauren is here. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Michael: Can you tell me what this is about?

Kay: No, not over the phone, I can't. I assure you, this cannot wait. I need to see you right away.

Michael: On my way.

Lily: What are you doing?

Daniel: I'm gonna sleep on the couch.

Lily: Why?

Daniel: Because I don't want you to be uncomfortable.

Lily: Daniel, take that stuff back upstairs.

Daniel: Are you sure?

Lily: Yes. I don't want Devon to know that we've been fighting. It's bad enough all our friends know, let alone, the whole world.

Brad: No, the contracts run until fiscal 2010 with options on three additional years beginning march 1st of that year. That's right. Well, any further details are going to have to wait till next week. I'm sure you can understand. Thank you.

Woman: Sorry to bother you, Mr. Carlton.

Brad: Yes?

Woman: Nicholas wanted these sales projections for Cromwell software before he...

Brad: Of course. Uh, just put 'em down. I'll take care of it, thanks.

Woman: If you'd rather I'd call your wife or one of the Newmans...

Brad: Absolutely not. They're going through enough right now.

Woman: Yes, Sir.

Brad: You know what? Um... for the time being, I want all of Nick and Victoria's work to come through me. Thank you.

Phyllis: I'm here.

Nikki: You're late.

Victoria: Mom, have you and Dad discussed a song yet?

Nikki: He's too preoccupied right now. I just told him we would take care of it.

Victoria: All right, that's probably best.

Phyllis: How is Victor doing?

Nikki: You know, I was thinking about this ballad I used to play on the piano when he was little. He just loved it.

Victoria: Yeah, that would be perfect.

Phyllis: Um, do you all wanna talk about where we should have the service?

Nikki: It'll be at our church, of course.

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, that's good.

Victoria: You know, Phyllis, if you have a suggestion for the location of the reception...

Phyllis: Oh, actually, yeah, I do. There was, um, there's this great cowboy bar in Los Alamos that-- that Nick and I love. Um, but I guess it's too far to ask people to travel.

Nikki: The reception will be here at the ranch. That's already been decided.

Phyllis: Okay. Well, I guess you didn't need my help after all.

Michael: Hey.

Kay: Oh. Thank you for coming, Michael.

Michael: Your timing leaves something to be desired.

Kay: Well, it's a tragedy, what happened to Nicholas. His mother is my dearest friend, but I promise you, this could not wait.

Michael: Well, I hardly think that Nicholas' wife would agree, but, uh, go ahead.

Kay: As I've said many times, my heart goes out to the woman.

Michael: And I'd like to get back to her, so tell me whatever it is you couldn't tell me over the phone.

Kay: I'm buying back Jabot Cosmetics.

Michael: Thank you. I wasn't aware that Ji Min wanted to sell Jabot.

Kay: Ji Min doesn't own it.

Michael: I don't understand, Katherine.

Kay: It was all a subterfuge. He was a front for Jack Abbott.

Michael: Are you sure about this?

Kay: Of course I'm sure about it. He came to me and told me everything.

Michael: Well, I don't know what to say. I'm shocked.

Kay: Well, believe me, so am I. Along with a few other feelings.

Michael: After all this time, why tell you now?

Kay: Oh, I think he was afraid if the public found out, it would be the kiss of death for his senate campaign.

Michael: Makes sense.

Kay: And I really don't care what his reasons are. He was aware of the legal repercussions. I gave him a lowball offer-- so low it was embarrassing-- and he accepted it. He had no choice.

Michael: How many people know about this?

Kay: Other than you and me? No one.

Michael: Let's keep it that way.

Victor: This is not working. Damn it.

Neil: What's wrong?

Victor: I must have the wrong side, I think. Here we go. I get so damn frustrated.

Neil: Well, Victor, you're under a lot of stress, you know? Grief has a way of throwing everything you do and say out of whack.

Victor: (Exhales) if anyone knows, you do, don't you? Let's see here...

Nikki: I thought maybe we could have a big picture of Nicholas up on the altar near where the priest will be?

Victoria: Or we could, um, we could do, like, a collage and everyone can pull pictures from their scrapbooks?

Nikki: Oh, my God, I have thousands of pictures of the two of you upstairs. There's this one where he's about 7 years old and he's... sitting on your father's horse in this great big saddle. He just looked so tiny.

Victoria: And his high school graduation picture--use that.

Nikki: Oh.

Victoria: He was the best looking guy in his class.

Nikki: So handsome. Phyllis, do you have any suggestions?

Phyllis: Um... let me see, uh... there's this one picture I love, and it was at the costume party, when he was dressed as a woman. He's wearing his dress and his hairy legs are showing and--and he's trying to stand on his high heels. It's hilarious.

Victoria: I really-- I don't think that would be appropriate, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, you know, I just-- I-I thought it was really funny.

Nikki: I'm sorry, I don't see the humor in that.

Phyllis: Nick would have.

(Knock on door)

J.T.: You again?

J.T.: If you're looking for Victoria, she's not here.

Brad: I'm looking for you.

J.T.: Well, what can I do for ya?

Brad: Stay away from my wife.

J.T.: That's not gonna happen. She and I are friends.

Brad: Victoria has enough to cope with right now without you complicating matters.

J.T.: Are you talking about the phone call? Because I didn't call her. She called me.

Brad: It doesn't matter. I'm asking you nicely. Back off.

J.T.: Man, I don't know how you treat your friends, but I don't abandon mine when they reach out for help.

Brad: Let me put it this way. I didn't like you when you were dating Colleen. I don't like you now.

J.T.: You made that really clear.

Brad: First you put your hooks in my daughter--

J.T.: Oh, you must-- you must feel so much better about her boyfriend now. Adrian Korbel is so much more age appropriate, don't you think?

Brad: This is about you and Victoria. You put a hand on her again and you'll regret it.

J.T.: Are you talking... you two weren't even together when we were--

Brad: Yeah, we were taking a break and you took full advantage of that, didn't you?

J.T.: Whatever you gotta believe. But you got past it, right?

Brad: J.T., you two aren't going to be best friends, so why don't you let it go and back off.

J.T.: What is your problem? You know, she just lost her baby.

Brad: That's our baby.

J.T.: And now her brother. She's grieving. She could use all the help she can get.

Brad: Not from you. Stay away from my wife.

Phyllis: Maybe we could use the priest who spoke at Cassie's service. I know Nick would like that.

Victoria: Yeah. If he's available.

Phyllis: Yeah. Or we could use the justice of the peace who married us in Los Alamos. Nick would definitely like that.

Nikki: No. No. Nicholas would not have wanted that.

Phyllis: You think? You weren't even there. It was one of the happiest days of his life.

Victoria: And he told you that?

Phyllis: Yes, he did.

Victoria: I think that it should be limited to specific friends and family only. We don't want it turning into a charade.

Nikki: I agree. The priest I have in mind for the eulogy has known Nicholas since he was born.

Phyllis: Great. Fine. Do what you wanna do. It doesn't matter to me.

Daniel: Oh, yeah!

Lily: Hey, no, no, no, stop!

Daniel: What? Why not?

Lily: The first batch is for the Newmans.

Daniel: Lily, it's not like they're gonna count them.

Lily: Daniel, they're too hot. Don't touch 'em.

Daniel: Well, this is just fantastic. First it's no sex, now it's no cookies. And what's next? No air?

Lily: Um, maybe you should have some broccoli.

Daniel: Broccoli? Broccoli--a perfect alternative. Hungry? Have broccoli. Thirsty? Drink water. Do I sound like a P.S.A. for healthy America, because I feel like one.

Lily: Oh, my gosh, shut up! Shut up.

Daniel: I will if you give me a cookie.

Lily: What are you, 5?

Daniel: Maybe. You have batter on your face.

Lily: Where?

Daniel: Right there.

Lily: Right here?

Daniel: A little to the left.

Lily: Where?

Daniel: Down a little.

Lily: Daniel, just get it.

Daniel: I'm just kidding. There's nothing there.

Lily: Oh, my gosh. Hey, what was that thing that you said the other day?

Daniel: I don't know. About what?

Lily: Chocolate.

Daniel: Oh, that it's an aphrodisiac?

Lily: Well... maybe... we should test it out.

Kay: I didn't know you would feel so strongly about this, Michael.

Michael: Look, Jack got himself into this. Why bail him out after he deceived you?

Kay: I am not doing this for Jack.

Michael: Even so...

Kay: I am getting Jabot at a phenomenal price.

Michael: As your attorney, I should warn you. If it gets out what Jack has done, people might think that you were in on it. You could be liable.

Kay: It is not going to get out.

Michael: Well, how can you be so sure?

Kay: Because I am buying the company from Ji Min, not Jack. As far as everyone is concerned, Ji Min is the owner. Now, should Jack's duplicity ever surface, I will simply be perceived as the injured party.

Michael: You were so anxious to sell Jabot. Why would you even want it back?

Kay: That was... when it was all about the tainted cream scandal. Nobody--nobody would trust Jabot products. It's a different case now.

Michael: All right, all right, all right. Just at least-- thank you-- at least think about it some more. You could be making a big mistake here.

Kay: There's nothing to think about. Nothing--nothing to think about. I have to admit, it's partly an emotional decision.

Michael: Oh, please don't tell me you believe you owe Jack anything.

Kay: Not Jack. His father. You listen to me. John Abbott was one of my dearest friends and Jabot is his legacy and I am very, very protective of that, Michael.

Michael: Obviously, you've made up your mind.

Kay: Yes, I have. I'd like you to draw up the paperwork.

Michael: Oh, sure, whatever you want. I just hope you're able to live with this.

Nikki: I think we should go with all roses.

Phyllis: Yeah, I-I think that Nick would prefer hydrangeas.

Victoria: You know, Nick really loved the irises in the garden when we were growing up. He really loved those.

Brad: Excuse me. Victoria, you have a minute?

Nikki: No, it should be all white roses.

Phyllis: I really think that we should go with something more colorful. Nick was like that. He would like something more upbeat and happy.

Victoria: It's not appropriate, Phyllis.

Phyllis: It's-- yeah, I guess that's my running theme, isn't it?

Brad: Listen, everything is covered at work.

Victoria: Not now, Brad, okay? We're--we're busy.

Phyllis: Listen, don't-- don't we wanna do something that Nick would like?

Nikki: You're not the only one who thinks you know what he would like.

Brad: That legal situation at work is taken care of.

Victoria: I said, we're busy, Brad, all right? We're in the middle of this. We wanna make Nick's memorial service perfect.

Nikki: We're his family. We know.

Phyllis: So am I. I think I know that he would like hydrangeas--something colorful.

Nikki: Traditionally, white roses is appropriate.

Phyllis: Okay, great. Uh-huh.

Daniel: You look good in my clothes. We should do this more often.

Lily: Ha ha. Nice try.

Daniel: No, seriously, you're hot.

Lily: Hey, maybe I'll start the old shirt dress trend.

Daniel: I don't know about that. It kinda shows a little too much leg. I don't think we could let you leave the house like that.

Lily: What, this much leg?

Daniel: Okay, wow! See, yeah, and there's that factor. No, this is strictly house attire.

Lily: I don't know, I'm kinda getting into it. It would look really cute with a pair of earrings I just made.

Daniel: Oh, me and these crazy ideas I put in your head.

Lily: Hey... I thought you liked my crazy ideas.

Daniel: I love them. Save those for later. I'm gonna run and take a shower. You wanna join me?

Lily: No, I'll pass. I have to check on the cookies.

Daniel: Okay. I'll be right back. Just, uh, remind me I've gotta e-mail my professor and check on an extension.

Lily: All right, let's see what you've been up to, Studguy.

Phyllis: Hey. Oh, hey.

Lauren: Hey. Um, how'd it go at the Newman's?

Phyllis: Oh, the Newman's was great. Yeah, that was-- that was great.

Lauren: You mean, no fits, no fights, no feuds and no egos?

Phyllis: No, none of that. None of that. You know, Victoria and Nikki-- they were, um, outspoken and territorial.

Lauren: You weren't really surprised by that, were you?

Phyllis: Mnh-mnh. Definitely not. I mean, they've known him all their lives and I'm just kind of a last minute addition.

Lauren: Do you want something to eat? To drink? Or...

Phyllis: No. No. No. Don't--hey, you know, you have Fen and... you go ahead and go home, okay?

Lauren: No, I don't mind keeping you company.

Phyllis: No, really, really, I-I... I would like to be alone.

Lauren: Oh. Okay. Are you sure?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. Thank you for everything.

Lauren: Now you're gonna call me if you need anything, right?

Phyllis: Absolutely.

Lauren: Okay.

Phyllis: I am positive.

Lauren: Okay.

Phyllis: Thank you so much.

Lauren: You know I'm here.

Phyllis: I know you are. Okay.

Lauren: Can you get my diaper bag? Oh, great, thanks.

Phyllis: Yeah, got it.

Phyllis: Here you go.

Lauren: Thanks, Sweetie.

Phyllis: Yeah. Thank you.

Phyllis: (Sighs) I miss you. I miss you. You're supposed to keep me sane around all these freaks. Oh, my God, what am I gonna do without you? Stop it. You wouldn't want me to do this. All right... all right, you know, they're setting up this memorial for you, Nick-- Nikki and Victoria. And I gotta be honest with you, it's horrible. You would hate it. You'd hate everything they're doing. You know, I tried to speak up, but... all these people are gonna arrive and... they're gonna be crying. They're gonna say sweet things about you and they should. But everyone will be crying. And if you were there, you would tell 'em to lighten up. And if they didn't lighten up, you'd make a joke and everybody would fall apart.

Phyllis: I have one for you. A couple walks into a bar and the bartender says, "Hey, what'll you have?" And they say, "Each other, until death do us part." That's the joke I have for you.

Daniel: (Humming)

Daniel: What's that smell?

Lily: The cookies! Oh, gosh!

Daniel: Good job, Baby.

Lily: Dangit! They are completely burnt!

Daniel: So what? Keep 'em.

Lily: God, I am so stupid! I have to start all over again from scratch.

Daniel: Baby, it's just cookies. I'll still eat 'em.

Lily: Yeah, you'll eat anything.

Daniel: Anything you make.

Lily: What?

Daniel: Didn't you stay down here to make sure that the cookies didn't burn? What were you doing?

Lily: Oh, I was catching up on my Hollywood gossip.

Daniel: Right. Intriguing. No wonder why you didn't smell 'em. You know, another couple minutes and the fire alarm would've been going off.

Lily: Well, it's your fault. You got me distracted in the first place.

Daniel: I might just have to distract you again... very soon.

Lily: Mmm.

Phyllis: Kay, let me-- let me get this for you. That's so sweet.

Kay: Esther made enough of this casserole to last you for a week.

Phyllis: Oh, great. Thank her for me.

Kay: I will. And this is a little something that I bought for, um, Summer.

Phyllis: Oh, that's sweet. Thank you.

Kay: Well, I bought it several weeks ago and, um...

Phyllis: Here, come sit down.

Kay: I was gonna bring it by, but I just never got around to it.

Phyllis: I appreciate it.

Kay: Uh-huh.

Phyllis: Let's see... oh, my gosh, look at this!

Kay: Now if it doesn't fit, you can take it back. The receipt's in the bag.

Phyllis: Oh, no, this is great.

Kay: It is cute, isn't it?

Phyllis: It's so adorable. Blue is Nick's favorite color.

Kay: Oh, I'm sorry, I... I didn't--

Phyllis: No, no, don't worry about it. Everything reminds me of Nick. It's gorgeous.

Kay: I really wish I could do or say something that would, you know, ease your pain.

Phyllis: Nick and I-- we had a lot of happiness. We had a lot of happiness. I mean, more than-- more than most couples have in their entire marriage.

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Right, I mean, we know about that.

Kay: Yes.

Phyllis: So, I-I should feel better about that, right?

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: That's a good thing.

Kay: Uh, yes, well, it doesn't, um, it doesn't really help, does it? Feeling that way? And that's all right, Phyllis. That's all right. You have every reason in the world to be miserable. I mean... what happened to Nicholas was a... it was a tragedy.

Phyllis: He didn't wanna get on the plane.

Kay: No?

Phyllis: No, Kay. He didn't wanna get on the plane. He wanted to stay here. He wanted to support me. And he didn't wanna get on that plane and I told him it was okay. I told him to go. If I would've made him stay, if I would've made him stay here�

Kay: Phyllis--Phyllis--

Phyllis: If I would've stopped him from getting on that plane--

Kay: Phyllis, listen to me. You cannot do this to yourself. This, "if I only did this," "if I only did that." You had no control whatsoever over that situation.

Phyllis: I am just numb and I'm shocked and I keep on thinking that this isn't real, that he's just gonna come to the door. He's gonna walk in the door.

Kay: Phyllis--Phyllis... if you need someone to talk to, I'm right here.

Phyllis: Thank you. Oh, thank you.

Kay: Well, I, um, think I'll-- what in the world is-- what's this?

Phyllis: Oh, those--

Kay: Bugs?

Phyllis: Yeah, this is a cute story.

Kay: Yeah?

Phyllis: Um, Noah caught these fireflies. Oh, no.

Kay: What?

Phyllis: Oh, no.

Kay: What's the matter?

Phyllis: Oh, no, no, no, no.

Kay: Phyllis, what's the matter?

Phyllis: They're dead. They're dead. He asked me-- he asked me to watch... he asked me to watch the fireflies and--and to let them out and--and I was so preoccupied with what I was doing--

Kay: Phyllis, Phyllis, listen to me, it's all right.

Phyllis: No.

Kay: Listen to me, he will understand.

Phyllis: No, he won't! He won't understand. He will not understand. How could I do this to Noah? How am I gonna tell Noah that these bugs are dead? How am I gonna tell him this? Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no, no.

Lauren: Hi.

Michael: Hi.

Lauren: Oh, no. You have that look. Do you need to tell me something? No, really. Really, you should tell me now, because I don't know how much more of the secret stuff I can take.

Michael: Not that. Katherine put me in an impossible position today.

Lauren: Which is?

Michael: Jack Abbott told her that he owns Jabot Cosmetics.

Lauren: He what?!

Michael: And... he wants to sell it back to her.

Lauren: See? This should be a lesson for you. You can't hide a lie forever, because it always comes back to haunt you.

Michael: This is different. I was protecting Gloria. Jack was protecting himself.

Lauren: So have you told Victor?

Michael: That's the problem. If I tell Victor, I would be violating attorney/client privilege.

Lauren: And Katherine could sue you.

Michael: Or I could be disbarred. But if I don't tell Victor and the sale goes through, Jack could slip out of the trap Victor has been setting for months.

Lauren: Oh. And the cherry on top is that he'd blame you.

Michael: Without a doubt. He would realize that I had known about the sale and had kept it to myself.

Lauren: You're very good at that.

Michael: Seriously. This is big. I'm sorry I lied to you. But I really could use your advice.

Lauren: All right. If you don't tell Victor, what could he do to you?

Michael: I don't know. That's what I'm afraid of.

Victor: It's not gonna win any awards.

Neil: Well, it looks good to me.

Victor: I wish my boy had seen the whole thing put together.

Victoria: I think it looks-- it looks good, Dad.

Victor: Victoria, my darling, weren't you supposed to contact the legal department about those factory contracts?

Brad: Uh, you don't have to worry about that. I handled it.

Victor: What do you mean, you handled it?

Brad: I took care of it. I also took care of the meeting with our tax people.

Victor: Who asked you to do that?

Brad: No one. I was just trying to clear your desk for you.

Victor: You weren't authorized to do that.

Brad: I'm just trying to help. I know you obviously all have a great deal on your minds.

Victor: I know exactly what you're trying to do.

Brad: What am I trying to do?

Victor: Taking over my son's spot, aren't you?

Brad: Victor, I would never try to replace Nick.

Victor: Well, let me inform you, from now on, you will do exactly as Neil Winters tells you to do. He's going to run Newman Enterprises, along with my daughter.

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

Sharon: Your dad's in heaven, Honey, with Cassie.

Noah: But I wanna see him.

Victor: I don't know how I'm gonna bury my son.

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