Y&R Transcript Wednesday 7/11/07

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 7/11/07 -- Canada; Thursday 7/12/07 -- U.S.A.


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Proofread By Emma

Kevin: (Grunting) Mm. It's a beautiful day today, isn't it?

Jana: Oh. Aah. Where am I?

Kevin: Uh, "You are in the place where there is no darkness."

Jana: I-I don't understand.

Kevin: Mm, well, let me help you out. Does this ring a bell? Ding, ding, ding. It's yours... but now I have it.

(Knock on door)

Colleen: Kevin! Kevin, hey, open the door!

Jana: Is that...

Kevin: Hang tough, Colleen. I didn't forget about you. You hungry? Hungry? Huh? No?

Kevin: Let me help you out.

Kevin: How's it feel to have the tables turned... get a piece of your own medicine, get some payback? Hmm? No? Because I, for one, am loving this.

Daniel: Uh, well, he should still be in the hospital, because he's really sick. Look, I'm--I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound rude. It's just, he told me he was gonna be checking himself back in-- Kevin Fisher. F-I-S-H-E-R. And that includes the emergency room? Okay, thank you.

(Cell phone rings)

Michael: Michael Baldwin.

Daniel: Uh, hey, it's Daniel. Can I talk to Kevin?

Michael: I wish you could, because that would mean I hadn't spent the last 24 hours looking for him. He checked himself out of the hospital, Daniel. He needs medical attention.

Daniel: Well, where would he go?

Michael: I suspect that's a rhetorical question since, wherever he is, his best friend would have been instrumental in getting him there.

Daniel: Hey, Michael, listen, I gotta take this call, okay? I'll call you right back.

Michael: Daniel? Daniel? Daniel?

Daniel: Hey, Colleen, it's me. Listen, Kevin disappeared. Can you please call me?

Neil: There he is right there.

Karen: Oh.

Victor: Welcome.

Karen: Thank you. I've got to admit that this is one of the shortest turnaround times I've ever experienced, from job to--

Victor: Well, we have a pressing need, and you are perfect for the job. Why wait?

Karen: Thank you.

Nikki: Wait for what?

Victor: Karen is taking over Dru's job.

Nikki: Really?

Victor: Yes.

Karen: Yes, I am.

Nikki: Well, welcome, in your new capacity.

Karen: Thank you.

Nikki: You already know your way around here.

Karen: Mm-hmm.

Neil: Uh, Karen, let's go get your signatures on a bunch of paperwork.

Victor: All right.

Karen: All right.

Neil: See you in a little bit.

Nikki: Well, you didn't waste any time.

Victor: Why would I waste time if we need someone to fill the job?

Nikki: You didn't discuss it with me.

Victor: Why the hell would I discuss it with you?

Nikki: That is so Victor Newman.

Victor: You got that right.

Nikki: (Sighs)

Phyllis: Okay, specialty La Maison Phyllis. We have waffles with a dollop of butter... in a bath of maple syrup. That's a bath for the waffles, not for you.

Noah: I'm not hungry.

Phyllis: You're not, huh? What do parents always say? What do they say? Ah, yes, that breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Noah: You're not my parent. Forget breakfast. Let's buy a video game.

Phyllis: (Laughs) you know, that's tempting, but, um, why don't you just take a sip of milk? Just one sip.

Noah: I'm not hungry. I'm not thirsty. I want a new game.

Phyllis: You know, I understand that. I understand that. Um, let me tell you something. You know, Noah, your parents gave you permission to stay here, but not permission to be rude to me. (Whispers) just a little sip.

Phyllis: Thanks. You didn't unpack.

Noah: So?

Phyllis: So... (Doorbell rings)

Phyllis: I'm gonna get that.

Nick: Hey.

Phyllis: Hey. You rang the bell. That's... funny. I mean, I understand. It was funny. Um, yeah--

Nick: I thought I'd come by and check on Noah.

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh, come see how he's doing.

Nick: Thanks. What's up, Dude?

Noah: Dad... Phyllis won't let me buy a new video game.

Nick: Well, that sometimes happens. It's cool.

Noah: No, it's not.

Phyllis: Um, I'm gonna make your dad waffles, too.

Noah: He doesn't like your waffles, either.

Nick: Noah, come on, Man. You're being rude.

Noah: So?

Nick: So...

(Cell phone rings)

Phyllis: Hello?

Sharon: Hey, it's Sharon. How's Noah?

Phyllis: Hey.

Noah: But you don't really like the waffles she makes.

Phyllis: Uh, well, Noah is a little feisty.

Nick: Maybe I like 'em now. You don't know that.

Phyllis: He's fine, and, um, Nick is here.

Noah: You just don't remember! You don't remember anything!

Phyllis: He's just a little upset.

Sharon: Phyllis? What's going on?

Phyllis: You know, he's just upset because Nick can't remember.

Nick: I remember lots of stuff, Buddy...

Sharon: Remember what?

Phyllis: He's asking Nick things that he can't remember.

Sharon: Put Nick on.

Nick: ..."Charlotte's web" a lot.

Noah: See? You don't know.

Nick: Buddy, come on. I had an accident.

Phyllis: Um, Nick, Sharon wants to talk to you.

Phyllis: You want to check on Summer?

Noah: I will for Summer, not for you.

Phyllis: Okay.

Nick: Hey.

Sharon: Hi. I can hear how upset Noah is. Uh, I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Nick: I don't think that's a good idea.

Sharon: Well, I do. I don't think that we should have let him stay with Phyllis last night.

Nick: Look, he's just afraid of this memory thing. He just needs to spend a little time with me.

Sharon: All right. Two hours, and then I'm taking him home.

Nick: Okay, it's a plan. I'll see you then.

Phyllis: Um...

Noah: Summer's asleep.

Phyllis: Oh, okay. Listen, you know what? I forgot I have to get a couple things at the store. Um, can you check on Summer for about an hour?

Noah: Fine.

Nick: Yeah, we're good.

Phyllis: Okay. See you later.

(Door closes)

Nick: Okay, Dude. It's you and me, so let's figure out what's really going on here.

Victor: It may seem as if you're signing your life over to us.

Neil: Because you are.

Karen: (Chuckles)

Victor: You'll be reporting directly to Neil.

Karen: Understood.

Victor: I have a meeting to go to. Welcome aboard.

Karen: Thank you.

Neil: Victor. Smartest man I ever met.

Karen: For hiring me?

Neil: Further proof of his intelligence.

Karen: (Chuckles)

Neil: How about I show you around before you get started?

Karen: Well, actually, I know the building pretty well. But what I need to know is where my office is.

Neil: Okay, your office is, um, right down the hall. I'll show you.

Karen: Okay. I hope I'm not displacing anyone.

Neil: Oh, no, no. It used to belong to my wife.

(Knock on door)

Colleen: Kevin! Hey, this time you've gone too far. Please let me out! Kevin, please!

Jana: And get these off me!

Kevin: Mm. I'm workin' on it.

Jana: I can help plan our trip.

Kevin: Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Colleen: (Banging on door) let me out!

Kevin: Colleen, I'm doing you a favor by keeping you in there.

Jana: I know why you handcuffed me. My gun scared you.

Kevin: Oh, you think?

Jana: No, no. No, Darling. Um, I panicked when I saw Colleen, and--and I thought that you'd lied about keeping us a secret. I thought I was in danger.

Kevin: Oh! Oh, I'm... sorry. Ow. Oh, wait, wait. But you didn't know Colleen was gonna be here, and you brought the gun anyway.

Jana: You warned me about the police.

Kevin: Oh, and you were gonna take on the whole department by yourself?

Jana: Look, I-I just wanted to make sure I could get to you.

Kevin: Me and the money, you mean.

Jana: Well, of course. I mean, how would we get away without the money?

Kevin: (Grunts) I just don't know.

Jana: Ohh.

Kevin: I don't know if I can trust you. I mean, I remember the good times, you know? Hey, you even made babysitting fun. Do you remember that makeover you did on my mom?

Jana: She loved it.

Kevin: She loved you.

Colleen: (Bangs on door) no. No, no, no. Kevin, don't talk to her! Don't talk to her!

Kevin: But then... then I remember the ugly stuff.

Jana: Kevin... Kevin, you know how sorry I am.

Kevin: Are you really?

Jana: Yes.

Kevin: Like really, really?

Jana: Why would I travel halfway around the world just to see you?

Kevin: Well, for a second chance, of course.

Jana: Yes!

Kevin: Well, you know what? (Grunts) I think I deserve a second chance, too.

Jana: Yes.

Kevin: Yeah, and this time... I'm gonna get it right.

Colleen: Oh, my God. Kevin, no. (Bangs on door) Kevin, don't do anything stupid. Please, don't.

Jana: It'll be wonderful to start over again.

Kevin: It will be-- the "Start over" part.

Colleen: Whoa. No! Are you--are you insane? Who would want to start over with a crazy person?

Kevin: Oh, shh. She's still angry about the fire.

Colleen: Jana deserves to die.

Kevin: Mm. Oof.

Jana: Oh.

Kevin: She's been very, very bitter since you tried to flambé us.

Jana: Listen, Kevin, what do you know about Hawala?

Kevin: What is that, an island in the pacific?

Jana: An informal money transfer system-- very popular in the Middle East, but practitioners everywhere. It's guaranteed by the money changer's honor, no way to trace any transfers.

Kevin: So I can get my money out of the country.

Jana: Yes.

Kevin: Excellent.

Jana: Listen, I've got a stolen cell. Just let me make a phone call to a local Hawaladar friend in Chicago, get the ball rolling.

Kevin: Oh, that's great. That's great. I love it.

Jana: Yeah.

Kevin: Wait. First I have a little gift for you. (Grunts) now just a little light reading, and it's not the one that I gave you for Christmas, because I burned that one.

Jana: "Serial Killers"?

Kevin: Uh-huh.

Jana: (Chuckles) please, Kevin, don't joke.

Kevin: Well... that's just the kind of lovesick fool I am. Why don't you give me the number of that money guy? I'll handle it. I'll handle you. I'll handle everything.

Noah: How does your leg feel?

Nick: Well, it feels kind of like a leg. You still worried I'm sick?

Noah: I know you're still sick.

Noah: I made a superhero comic of our family. You're Phantom Guy.

Nick: Phantom Guy. All right, I like that.

Noah: This is called a yo-yo.

Nick: Okay. A yo-yo. Is this all the stuff you packed for your little trip?

Noah: Yep.

Nick: You got any, um, clothes, a toothbrush?

Noah: Nope. I like this stuff.

Nick: Okay, got it.

Noah: But you don't remember this stuff. You took medicine for your leg. This is medicine for your mind.

Nick: That's smart.

Noah: What is this?

Nick: That's a superhero comic book.

Noah: What's your superhero name?

Nick: I am Phantom Guy, and I have an invisible cloak, and I fight evil.

Noah: It--it's working! Okay, if we exercise your brain like you have to exercise your leg, then your forgetting won't get worse.

Nick: That's not gonna happen, Buddy. I promise.

Noah: It doesn't matter what you promise, Dad. You promised you'd never leave me. But you won't remember promises, so you can't keep them. So you shouldn't make them at all.

Logan: Nick talked about his family all the time. Even when he was in bad shape-- and trust me, he was-- he just kept saying how he had to get back to you. It's like... I felt like I knew you before I even met you. Noah, too.

Sharon: Well, it must have been really hard for you listening to Nick talk about his son when you lost yours.

Logan: "We shall live through the long procession of days before us and through the long evenings. We shall patiently bear the trials that fate imposes on us."

Sharon: That's from...

Logan: "Uncle Vanya." My husband taught Chekhov. Claimed I never appreciated it because Chekhov was so dark. He was right... at the time.

Victor: This is a good concept, as long as it doesn't cheapen the brand.

Karen: Okay.

Neil: A little summertime reading.

Karen: Oh.

(Papers thud on desk)

Victor: Been a while since someone has been in charge of this division.

Neil: Yeah, unfortunately, we're a little backed up.

Karen: Okay. Um, just let me know what the top priority is, and I will work down from there.

Neil: I'd say if you wanna--

Nikki: You know what? I have a manager who has an idea about a vacation giveaway promotion. Somebody would get a gold ticket inside one of our packages, and I need a recommendation by the end of the day.

Karen: And you will have it.

Victor: Send the memo to Neil, copy me, and Neil will communicate with my wife.

Karen: All right.

Nikki: Please report to me directly, Karen.

Neil: Um, listen, why don't I introduce you to the art department? And if you recommend the promotion, then they'll design it.

Karen: That's a great idea.

Neil: If you will excuse us?

Victor: All right.

Nikki: Sure.

Nikki: Well, seems that while you were in Sri Lanka, everything ran quite smoothly.

Victor: Sweetheart, I know how to delegate-- something you should learn yourself.

Nikki: Don't patronize me.

Victor: That's not what I'm doing.

Nikki: No, I know what you're doing. You're trying to put me in my place.

Victor: What the hell are you talking about? You and I are partners in this.

Nikki: When only one person has control, it's not a partnership. But you can change.

Victor: Do you think I'm gonna give up control? Are you kidding or what?

Nikki: (Sighs)

Daniel: Hey, Dude, it's me, leaving my zillionth message, as in there are a zillion people looking for you, including the cops. Oh, and your brother is really, really mad, so—

(Knock on door)

Daniel: So can you just call me back, please?

(Knocking continues)

Michael: "I'll call you right back"!

Daniel: I'm sorry. I'm been looking for your brother.

Michael: Oh, that I believe. You saying you don't know anything, that I don't believe.

Daniel: I've got nothing for you, really.

Michael: You're covering, really. You and my brother have a history of mutually inclusive bad judgment.

Daniel: So this time, I promise to keep in touch with you.

Michael: Oh...

Daniel: Why don't we just both keep looking? What are you doing?

Michael: Same as you, I'm looking for Kevin. Now you can tell me everything, or you can tell the police.

Colleen: Kevin! Hey, what are you doing?

Kevin: (Panting) I'm doing what needs to be done.

Colleen: No, no, no, no, no! No, no. Turn her over to the police and let her rot in jail for the rest of her life.

Kevin: Somehow I don't think that's gonna offer the same amount of satisfaction as what I have planned.

Jana: But you're not a killer, Kevin.

Kevin: What? Why? Why, do killers wear big "K's" on their forehead or maybe on their jerseys? Besides, the cops would arrest me for kidnapping.

Colleen: No, no, no, no. No, they won't. They won't because, uh, because I-I'm gonna testify for you. Yeah, I'll say that Ja--um, Jana came here with a gun to kill you, and, um, um, oh, she's the one that put me in here, yes.

Jana: Shut up! Shut up!

Colleen: Yeah, um...

Kevin: I like this.

Colleen: So, um, and so-- so you fought with her, and you got the gun, and you cuffed her.

Kevin: Okay, interesting.

Colleen: Okay. Okay, so, Kevin, just think-- think of the satisfaction that we're gonna get from seeing her convicted. Right, she will suffer forever. That's right. No, you can't shoot her, because that's too easy. We want her to suffer, okay?

Kevin: But she deserves to die.

Jana: I will spend the rest of my life making up for what I've done.

Kevin: Well... (imitates Jana) "The rest of your life"... (Normal voice) might be a very short period of atonement.

Colleen: Um, yes. Uh, yes, you're right! You're right. But just, um, she needs to die, so just let me out of here so I can help you, okay? Come on.

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, nice try. Nice try. No sale... (Grunts)

Jana: Kevin, we can still get away. Yeah? Just you and me and the money.

Colleen: Oh, come on! Shut up, you bitch!

Kevin: (Laughing)

Colleen: You know what? A bullet-- a bullet is too good for you! You're right, Kevin. She has to die. But--but not with a gun. That's too easy. Oh! I got it. Um, let's set the building on fire with her in it.

Jana: No!

Colleen: Yeah! Come on!

Kevin: I would pay to see this, seriously.

Jana: No! Please, Kevin!

Colleen: No, no, no. Kevin. Kevin! Let me out so I can help! Come on, please!

Jana: (Crying) please! Let’s just go, please!

Kevin: (Grunts)

Jana: I'm begging you, Kevin, stop! Stop! Please!

(Gasping and grunting. Jana has a seizure)

Michael: All right, you tell me again, like a 6 year old.

Daniel: We were at the warehouse, me and Colleen, with Kevin. He was trying to get Jana to show up. She didn't show. We left.

Michael: Kevin actually left with you?

Daniel: No, but--

Michael: No "Buts." "Buts"? There should be no "Buts."

Daniel: Look, Kevin was upset that Jana blew him off. He was out of there.

Michael: You're certain? You are absolutely, positively sure?

Daniel: Yes.

Michael: I'm sure you're wrong.

Noah: Your move.

Nick: Ah, you kind of got me boxed in here. Hey, before, when you reminded me of that promise I made, that I would never leave you?

Noah: You lied.

Nick: Now you can say someone is wrong or that they were mistaken, but you can't call someone a liar because you just can't know. You know what I like about superheroes? It's that they have all this power, you know? They can do stuff like, uh, like if a plane's going down...

Noah: They can save everybody they want to save.

Nick: You got it. So if I was a superhero, then I would have stopped my plane from crashing. But in real life, things happen, and you can't always control 'em.

Noah: Then you shouldn't make promises you can't keep.

Nick: Well, what if you try your best-- I mean, I'm talking about your very, very best-- to keep it?

Noah: You promised Mom you'd never stop loving her, but you did. And then you promised Phyllis you'd never stop loving her, but you did.

Nick: Well, I will never stop loving you.

Noah: How do you know?

Nick: Because people don't stop loving their kids.

Noah: Sam's dad, he moved to Utah. Now Sam never sees him.

Nick: Well, maybe he's sick or troubled or something, but I'm sure he has some love in him in some way.

Noah: But still, people shouldn't make promises they can't keep.

Colleen: (Banging on door) hey, what's going on, Kevin?

Kevin: She, um, she had a seizure... supposedly. Jana. Jana? Jana?

Jana: What happened? (Groans)

Kevin: You were-- you were going, going, gone. Some sort of fit.

Jana: Oh, no. Did the baby see?

Kevin: Come again?

Jana: Is-- is Kate in her nursery? I-I don't want to scare her.

Kevin: (Laughs) Ow. (Grunts)

Jana: What? Did you give the baby her bottle?

Colleen: What the hell is going on?

Kevin: Uh, all right, well, apparently Jana has faked being sick, a-and now, um, she's talking about our child-- um, Kate. Kate.

Jana: And Nigel. He's 3 years old. He looks just like you.

Kevin: Oh, yeah? Yeah? And I forgot, where do we live?

Jana: You know where we live--Yorkshire. What happened to your face? Hang on. What-- what's going on here?

Kevin: (Laughs) Aah. You could have had an amazing career in theater, seriously. Like I would ever have children with a nut job like you.

Jana: You're my husband. My husband! Why are you... why...?

Colleen: (Banging on door) hey, come on. What's going on?

Kevin: (Grunts) let me reorient your mind for you... (Groans) not that I really think it needs to be reoriented. You tried to kill me once. Shame on you. You tried to kill me again. Shame on me... unless, of course, this time I kill you instead.

Jana: I remember... there was a lot of money involved, and--and you forgave me, and so did your friend Colleen.

Colleen: Um, excuse me? I can speak for myself, and I do not forgive you.

Jana: Colleen's here?

Colleen: Look, Kevin, I swear, if you don't let me out of here right now...

Jana: Well, why is she in the closet?

Kevin: It'll be over soon, Coll. (Groans) Jana has recovered from her fake seizure. (Grunts)

Jana: I don't like it here. Take me home. Kevin, please. Please take me home.

Neil: Today. Today. Ah, next week. Tomorrow. That's today. Today. Today.

Karen: That's a lot of today.

Neil: We got a lot behind.

Karen: All right. Then I'll get to it.

Karen: Okay. All right. Whoop. What, is there some official Newman way of opening letters?


Neil: Uh, that, uh, that letter opener there, um... my wife and I bought that at a flea market in Paris. The guy wanted 35 francs. It was long before the Euro. She didn't want to pay more than 20. So they did the whole negotiation with two grease pencils on the back page of "Le Figaro."

Karen: I can almost see it.

Neil: Dru wouldn't budge. That's my wife. The guy--it's--it's funny. He--he followed us up the steps of the metro. He threw in a paperweight bust of Charles de Gaulle.

Karen: (Chuckles)

Neil: Sold.

Karen: You know, I wish I could have known her.

Neil: She was an amazing lady. I wish you could have known her, too.

Phyllis: Um, you know I want what's best for Noah as much as you do.

Sharon: I appreciate that very much.

Phyllis: Yeah, definitely. I mean, I have been, you know, Shirley Temple, tap-dancing up and down the stairs since Nick has been home. You know, it's completely unlike me. Any other time I'd say, "Hey, take a hike!" But, you know, I can't. I have a daughter. So, um, anyway, don't tell me it--it'll all change, because we--we both know it may never change.

Sharon: Um, I'm sorry.

Phyllis: Yeah, I know. I know you-- not for me, definitely. I mean, only for Nick. I mean, you'd just as soon chop me up and put me in a tossed salad and serve me with a bottle of Chianti. I know that. But... I mean, I-I... I think he was happy with me.

Sharon: Um... Yeah, I guess.

Phyllis: Yeah. I guess, too. Anyway, um, the most important thing is what's best for Noah, and I think that the kind of home that you and Jack can give him, I think--I think that's definitely better.

Sharon: Okay, good, good. Now I agree with you. I think that Noah needs to have one home. He needs to have one place that he thinks is where he lives. And--and I'm not saying that he can't see you, because of course he can, but, you know, Nick is living with Logan, and--and I don't want Noah living there, and I don't think he should be living with you. He--he's 10 years old. But this is not the kind of decision that Noah can make on his own. We have to be firm with him. We have to be very firm.

Phyllis: I agree with you. I definitely agree with you.

Sharon: Okay.

Noah: Better than the coffeehouse.

Nick: Oh, yeah? Well, let's see. Is this one--okay. Mmm. Yeah, good job.

Noah: Phyllis taught me how to make them. Maybe if you move back in with her, she could teach you.

Nick: Look, whether I live here or not, you can't be nice to Phyllis when you feel like it and mean to her when you don't. That's not gonna cut it.

Noah: It's about sex, isn't it?

Nick: Uh, what's about sex?

Noah: Well, even though you and Phyllis are married, you don't want to live with her and have sex because you don't love her now. But Phyllis still loves you, so she would want to have sex, right?

Nick: Uh... (Chuckles) you, uh, an expert on sex now, Bud?

Noah: You explained it to me, but you don't remember. You used to laugh a lot when you were with Phyllis, too. But you don't laugh much now. Maybe if you move back in with her-- and not have to have sex-- but you'd laugh a lot again.

Kevin: So she has a fit, and then she thinks we're married with two kids. She's faking, right?

Colleen: Hey, Kev, what if-- what if she's not? I mean, what if she's really sick? There's a big difference between being sick and being evil.

Jana: I'm not evil.

Kevin: Give it a rest.

Colleen: There's-- there's a reason why you haven't killed her yet.

Kevin: Oh, really?

Colleen: Yes. It's not what you want.

Kevin: Yeah, thank you, Anna Freud.

Jana: I don't understand why you're doing this to me.

Kevin: Oh, shut up! You know what? Just shut up. Shut up! This is exactly what I want!

Jana: No, don't!

Kevin: Kiss your ass good-bye, Bitch!

Jana: Please, don't!

Colleen: No, don't, Kevin!

Michael: What the hell is going--?

Colleen: Stop it!

Kevin: You told my brother?

Daniel: I had to!

Colleen: (Pounds on door) I'm in here, please!

Michael: That's Colleen!

Kevin: Stop it! Stop! Don't take another step! I am calling the shots. I thought you were my friend. I thought you were on my side. I never should have trusted you, any of you. 

Kevin: Get outta here!

Colleen: Somebody!

Michael: No, no, no, I'm not leaving until you leave.

Daniel: Hold on, Colleen. Hold on, Colleen. Hold on!

Jana: Help me, Michael!

Kevin: Stop it! Stop it right there!

Michael: Look, you have changed, Kevin. This does not work. We've been here before.

Kevin: She used me and laughed about it.

Jana: (Sobs) what are you talking about? Please help me, Michael!

Michael: Give me the keys...

Daniel: Come on, man. Come on.

Michael: We'll unlock her, then give me that stupid weapon before someone stupid gets hurt, like you! Give it!

Jana: Help me!

Kevin: Someone stupid? Someone stupid? She played me, and I let her. That was stupid! This--this is gonna be the smartest thing I ever do. Now get the hell outta here!

Jana: No. (Gasping)

Nikki: Well, I don't know if you've noticed this or not, but since you've come back, people are looking over their shoulders again.

Victor: Good.

Nikki: No, it's not good. People are operating out of fear.

Victor: So? My management style has obviously paid enormous dividends, so why mess with success?

Nikki: People can change.

Victor: Sweetheart, I told you that I'd reacquire N.V.P. for you. I did. So why the hell are you complaining?

Nikki: (Sighs) I would just feel more secure if I owned N.V.P. why don't you sell it to me?

Neil: Hey. Hey, what are you doing here?

Sharon: Oh, I'm just, uh-- I'm killing some time so that my kid can spend time with his father alone. What about you? You playing hooky?

Neil: No, I-- I had a few things to do here, that's all. Hey, Sharon?

Sharon: Hmm?

Neil: What do you think the... you know, the style of this place is?

Sharon: Well, it's eclectic.

Neil: Yeah. It's certainly eclectic. You know, I like to call it "True Dru." Every quirky little touch, it's all her. Victor finally filled her position.

Sharon: Oh. Who got it?

Neil: Karen Taylor.

Sharon: Really? From the campaign.

Neil: That's right, yeah. She's smart, enthusiastic... everything you'd want.

Sharon: But she's not Dru.

Neil: She was sitting behind her desk, in her chair... using her, uh, letter opener. It's just...

Sharon: Yeah. That's gotta be hard.

Neil: So I came here.

Sharon: Well, maybe it would help if you talked to Karen, tell her the kind of Jimmy Choos she's gotta fill.

Neil: Thank you.

Nick: (Laughs) you're not gonna win again. I mean--

Phyllis: Hey. How's my girl?

Nick: Oh, she's, uh... ow. She's still asleep.

Phyllis: Okay, just sit down.

Nick: That's all right.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Nick: I just checked on her.

Phyllis: That's sweet. Thank you. Hey, look what I got.

Noah: Oh, wow!

Phyllis: Go long. Go long!

Noah: (Grunts)

Phyllis: Good job.

Noah: I lost mine.

Phyllis: I know-- in the lake.

Noah: Yeah, that big breeze blew it.

Phyllis: Remember Fisher kept on barking and barking?

Noah: Oh, yeah.

Phyllis: Like he wanted it to come back.

Noah: Yeah, he was funny.

Nick: Hey, why don't you go outside? I'll come out there in a minute, and we'll toss it around.

Noah: Okay, but hurry up.

Nick: Okay.

Phyllis: Hey, he seems better.

Nick: You're great with him.

Phyllis: Aw, he's a great kid. So, um... did--did he teach you the Russian rules-- that you can go backwards and forwards, but the king controls the diagonal?

Nick: He make that up?

Phyllis: Ah, I don't know. He always wins. (Laughs)

Nick: You let him?

Phyllis: Are you... are you kidding me? I would let him? I would throw a game? I'm a vicious, vicious competitor.

Nick: (Sighs) "Vicious competitor." I, uh... I think I'm gonna move back in.

Phyllis: Oh. Um... are--are you sure that's what you want?

Nick: It's what Noah wants.

Phyllis: Okay. I mean, if you don't... want to live here with me, I don't know how great that would be for Noah.

Nick: The best way for me to get back to the life I had before is to actually live the life I had before... with my wife.

Noah: Yes! Say yes, Phyllis. You have to.

Victor: Sell N.V.P. to you? What a ridiculous idea.

Nikki: I disagree.

Victor: What are you talking about? You couldn't raise the money in the first place.

Nikki: Try me.

Victor: This is silly. This company's already yours.

Nikki: To run under your watchful eye. I want to own it.

Victor: Are you forgetting that you and I have a very profitable partnership?

Nikki: When one person is in control, it's not a partnership. Sell me the company. I'm ready to bet on myself.

Phyllis: Listen, we don't want to push your dad into anything, 'cause he's been sick.

Noah: He's your husband.

Nick: You know what, Buddy? You're right.

Noah: See? That's two against one. We win.

Phyllis: Hey, come on. We're not playing a game here. We're all on the same side.

Phyllis: Are you sure?

Nick: I'm sure.

Phyllis: Okay.

Noah: Yes! That's awesome!

(Doorbell rings)

Phyllis: Uh...

Nick: Give me the ball. Give me the ball. Give it.

Sharon: Hello.

Phyllis: Hey. Hi.

Sharon: Hey, Noah. Did you have fun with your dad?

Noah: Oh, hi, Mom. Yeah, the best. And listen to this--

Nick: Uh, hold on. Let me--let me tell her. Uh, I'm going to... move back in with Phyllis.

Sharon: Oh, you are?

Phyllis: Yeah. Yeah, we decided.

Sharon: Well--you know what? I'm really happy for you two.

Noah: Yeah, and the best part is I'm gonna live with them.

Kevin: I said get outta here!

Michael: I understand how you feel--

Kevin: No, you don't understand how I feel.

Jana: Why are you doing this?

Kevin: "Why are you doing this?"

Daniel: Kevin, there is a pile of evidence against her.

Michael: Let the police handle it--

Kevin: Let the police handle it? That is a joke!

Colleen: No, Kevin. You already did what the police couldn’t. You caught her.

Michael: Kevin, this woman is nothing. This woman is ultimately nothing. She is no reason to spend your whole life in a cell alone, no future, no hope. Just... give me the gun. Come on. Come on.

Jana: You're doing the best thing--

Kevin: Oh, shut up! Shut up! You deserve the worst thing. Now get back! All of you, get back!

[Kevin holds the gun to Jana’s head]

Jana: (Cries)

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

Nick: Maybe someday we'll do that other thing that you clearly love so much.

Woman: I'm the new assistant D.A. I'll be taking over your husband's cases while he recovers.

Colleen: I want revenge just as much as you do.

Kevin: Then take the gun and kill her!

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