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Phyllis: Is she still asleep?
Nick: You're not wide awake enough already?
Phyllis: It's comfort food, you know?
Phyllis: Hey, did you see that woman in the back row farthest to the right? She never smiled once. I wasn't sure if she was... mad at the prosecutor or mad at me. And that guy sitting right next to her with the pocket protector, he didn't smile either. Hey, maybe I should've worn that halter top that Michael nixed.
Nick: (Chuckles) look, you're gonna yourself crazy second-guessing the jury. And I think the woman in the back in the all red with the interesting teeth-- she smiled at you a lot.
Phyllis: She smiled at you.
Nick: Well, let's hope not. You're way over thinking this. You gotta try and relax.
Nick: Yeah, relax. And if you carry any more tension here, we're gonna able to use you like an anvil.
Phyllis: Yeah. I wouldn't wish being tried on my worst enemy. But you know, with the verdict coming in, by the time it comes in, I'm gonna be a basket case.
Nick: Mmm. So you're not already?
Phyllis: I set you up for that.
Nick: Yeah, you did. How about a board game or a DVD to take your mind off it?
Phyllis: Yeah, it's in that everything drawer. You know what would be really distracting, is disappearing altogether.
Phyllis: Just disappearing. You know, just going away to some hotel room somewhere. Of course, I would have to get back before the verdict came in, but just... staying in the room and not leaving. It would be amazing just away from... all the people who are judging me 24/7.
Nick: I guess.
Phyllis: Is that a yes?
Nick: Yeah, it'd be a good idea.
Phyllis: So you wanna come with me?
Phyllis: Sure? Okay, I'll make a reservation.
(Cell phone ringing)
Daniel: Hey, it's me. Um, where are you? Listen, I stopped by the house and there was no one there, no note, no nothing, so... can you just let me know what's going on? Talk to you later. I love you.
Michael: All right, Daniel, hang up. Come on, hang up. We're not finished. You'd think after three phone calls--
Michael: Four phone calls, you might consider the possibility that whoever you're calling might not wanna talk to you. All right, where was I?
Amber: We violated two laws when we moved the dead body.
Michael: Yeah, two--two, right, uh, two, but the prosecution probably thinks you're guilty of homicide as well. You should've called the police immediately. Um, I'll argue that you were afraid and you didn't wanna--
Amber: We--we were afraid.
Michael: You were afraid and you didn't wanna be suspected of murder. Uh, the illegal, you know, movement of a body does cost you, though. It's a fine of up to $1,000 and what, uh, 90 days, give or take. But you did hide a corpse, right?
Kevin: No, we didn't hide it.
Michael: With all due respect, you should shut up and listen to everything I say until I finish so you understand how deep a hole you've dug for yourself. Now under the law, you hid a corpse. You also broke into Carson's domicile, which is--
Kevin: I didn't, they did.
Amber: Oh, you know what? You're an accomplice.
Michael: All right, you know, what part of "Shut up" do you not understand, people? It was criminal trespass with an additional fine of $10,000 and/or nine months in prison. And then there's the money you took and spent that wasn't yours. It was so much money that you actually qualify for a class "G" felony with a sentence not to exceed $25,000 and up to ten years in prison. And because you took the money off a corpse, you're facing another class "G" felony. All in all, after you've paid back the stolen $700,000, you will each be responsible for an additional $34,000 in fines, and possibly... 11 years in prison. I have your attention now? Do I?
Michael: All right, boys and girls, put the cell phones up, please. All right, here it is. You're all going to jail, unless... and I hate to sound like the high school principal who's giving the guilty party a last chance to return the science teacher's hubcaps, no questions asked, but, you know... don't anyone get bent out of shape when I say this, but if any one of you has the money, find it and return it.
Daniel: Don't you think that we would have?
Amber: Well, if we don't have it...
Kevin: I don't.
Daniel: I don't.
Amber: I don't have it, either. But who does? I mean, last seen on the Chancellor estate. What are we supposed to do, ask all the servants to take lie detector tests?
Kevin: Oh, like that's gonna happen.
Amber: You know, my mother-in-law, she doesn't really love me all that much. Do you think she would take it just to give me a hard time?
Michael: Your mother-in-law has the resources to make you disappear. I think we can rule her out.
Daniel: Anyway how is she gonna take it if she doesn't knew where it is?
Amber: Well, maybe she knew.
Amber: I don't know how. All I know is I felt like somebody was watching me when I reburied it, and then when I went in the house, Mr. Kim, he was standing there in the dark. I mean, what was he doing there, hmm? Oh, and Cane--he saw my bag in the trunk of the car.
Kevin: Did he see what was inside it?
Amber: I don't know. But how would I know, hmm?
Daniel: What we do know is that we're up to here in it, okay? And turning over that money would do a lot better in court. So with all due respect, Michael, we're not gonna find it hanging around here.
Michael: Yeah, respect taken. Go.
Amber: Hi, Mr. Ashby's office, please. Hi, I'd like to speak to Mr. Ashby. Mrs. Ashby. My name is Amber. I am his wife. I mean, how many Mrs. Ashbys are there? Well, will you tell him that it's urgent? My cell. He has the number.
Cane: Under no circumstances are you to put any calls through from my wife, okay?
Woman: I understand, Sir.
Cane: Thank you.
Devon: You know, it's pointless to repeat what I told you every time Daniel does something to hurt your marriage, 'cause I'm sure you can recite it verbatim.
Lily: Yes, I could. Listen, I know my marriage is a mess, okay? I'm a mess. But I don't know if calling it quits is the right thing to do.
Devon: Your marriage is a mess. You're a mess. And you don't know whether to call it quits. You know, I'm--I'm... trying to think of a rational response to that. And I'm not coming up with anything. Lily, what is there left to save?
Lily: Devon, we loved each other. It was great in the beginning.
Devon: Yeah, yeah, you know... you felt heroic and romantic, I'm sure, with a capital "R," running off together while the whole world told you not to. It felt good, but you sure as hell weren't objective about it.
Lily: I'm still not objective about it.
(Cell phone ringing)
Lily: But how will I know that I worked hard enough to save it?
Devon: Well, here's another question for you. Do you really think that a good relationship requires this much work from one party?
Woman: Oh, Mrs. Ashby, may I help you?
Amber: I'm here to see my husband.
Woman: Mr. Ashby's on a conference call.
Amber: But... none of the phone lines are lit up.
Woman: He's on his cell phone. Can I get you a water while you wait, or coffee?
Amber: No, thanks.
Phyllis: Nick, I love this. Listen, okay, we have a king-sized bed, non-smoking room with a hot tub, and a room right off of our bedroom for the baby.
Nick: That sounds great.
Phyllis: I know! It does, doesn't it? And listen, I told them not to give our names to the hotel operator so no one can bother us. We can just stay in the room the whole time. Oh, and they have a great restaurant, so we can order room service whenever we want. We can still eat high-end gourmet.
Nick: Good, I'm-- I'm hungry already.
[Nick calls a lawyer]
Nick: That's exactly it. I need to know what my rights are. No, my rights as--as a father. Let's say that my--my wife was thinking of taking my daughter away and disappearing. Can I intervene by taking the baby myself?
Devon: What is that?
Lily: Just a number.
(Knock on door)
Devon: We could pretend like no one's home.
(Knock on door)
Daniel: Can I come in?
Daniel: Hey, uh, you don't have to go.
Devon: No, Man, its fine. I'm gonna--I'm leaving.
Devon: All right.
Daniel: How are you?
Lily: Okay, I guess.
Daniel: I'm not. Mom's trial went badly. They found new evidence against her. Looks like she's going to jail.
Lily: I'm sorry if I don't feel sympathy for you.
Daniel: Okay, listen, I'm gonna stay at Kevin's for a couple of days while we figure out what's going on between us. I guess I should call the marriage counselor?
Lily: You know what? Save the call, Daniel. There's nothing left to figure out.
Daniel: Okay. I get it. I came at a bad time.
Lily: No, no, there's no good time. This... is my divorce attorney.
Lily: Hi, this is Lily Romalotti. Yes, I need the appointment to fill out the forms. Yeah, I-I wanna file for divorce as soon as possible. Okay, great. Thank you. Bye.
Daniel: What can I say? What do you want me to say?
Lily: It's all been said.
Daniel: You know, I know that I don't deserve another chance, but I will do anything for one.
Lily: I am moving on with my life. And I wish you well with yours.
Lily: Daniel, please. Go away.
Kevin: I know we're in deep. What I don't know and what you don't know, either, is how I'm getting out of it.
Michael: Well, in your heart of hearts, do you think Amber has the money?
Kevin: She might, but I don't think so.
Kevin: Not very likely.
Michael: Probably not.
Kevin: I mean, I have been over and over this and I get nothing.
Michael: Well, go over it again. Because sometimes the answer is in the question.
Kevin: Oh, good, please dispense with the philosophy lectures.
Michael: It's an English lecture I got that from.
Kevin: Okay, guy shows up. Old boyfriend.
Kevin: Old boyfriend dies. Broken neck. Nobody knows why. Dead boyfriend leaves cash. Nobody knows why or where it came from. Dead boyfriend's army buddy shows up...
Kevin: Nobody knows why until army buddy says that dead boyfriend stole his savings. Is it the cash we buried? Nobody knows. We can't tell army buddy because the buried cash is stolen. Then army buddy would know that we had cash whether or not it was his, and army buddy, who keeps files on us-- nobody knows why-- would be angry. Daniel's house gets trashed. Amber gets kidnapped. All that points to army buddy, except nothing can be traced to him. Seems to me I'm a prime suspect except I tell you, bro, I don't have the cash. I have nothing.
Michael: You have an "A" for defining the problem so well.
Kevin: Oh, great, great. So I get an "A" and a long jail term.
Jill: I'll need those revisions on my desk by Wednesday morning.
Amber: Oh, Jill! Jill!
Jill: What is it, Amber?
Amber: What I need to ask you is so far out of line in any other scenario but we--we're desperate. I'm--I'm desperate because, see, I'm facing a lot of jail time for something I didn't do.
Jill: Spare me the lead in, will you, and ask me the question.
Amber: Okay. Um... is there any possibility whatsoever, and I'm sure that you would have a really good reason if you did, but... is there any chance that maybe you have that money that we buried on your property? Or--or maybe Kay has it, like maybe somebody found it by accident and you guys were trying to teach me a lesson or something? And believe me, I have learned-- I have learned my lesson. Or--or maybe the gardeners? Maybe the gardeners found it? Um, or your boyfriend, Mr. Kim? Because... he was there that night--
Jill: The best thing for us to do, daughter-in-law, is to live the rest of our lives as if you had never asked me those questions. Why? Because they were so insulting that if I think about them too much, or if I even remember them when I see your face, I will be inclined to do something terrible to you.
Cane: You and I need to talk.
Phyllis: Hey, what time do you wanna leave in the morning?
Nick: Whenever you want. It's up to you.
Phyllis: Oh, okay. Well, as soon as the baby wakes up, we'll just get on the road, right? The quicker I get away from the weight of everybody's judgments about me, the better. It's really hard to hear all those bad things said about me every day all day.
Nick: Especially when they're true.
Nick: You know, the factual stuff in court-- the dates, the times, the quotations.
Phyllis: My own husband thinks I'm guilty.
Nick: Aren't you?
Cane: Who gave you the right to accuse my mother of taking that money?
Amber: I didn't accuse her! I asked her because I was desperate!
Cane: She put up $700,000 of her own money to save your sorry ass and you accuse her of stealing?
Amber: Please, don't talk to me that way.
Cane: And she did it after you embarrassed the family on the internet. You are a lousy excuse for a daughter-in-law. You are a sorry excuse for a woman.
Amber: Please don't--don't!
Cane: And a pathetic excuse for an adult!
Devon: Hey. You look relaxed.
Lily: Well... Daniel left, and I told him I'm filing for divorce.
Devon: Way to go.
Devon: I just, uh... I think that... you've made a very good decision.
Michael: All right, Lauren, I have to go over to Phyllis' and talk her down from whatever--
Michael: I am unworthy.
Lauren: It's about time you realized that.
Lauren: No closer? Right here?
Michael: I have got to put something nicer on to join you, because...
Michael: Yeah? Why join you?
Lauren: Why wear clothes at all?
Michael: Now you're talking.
Lauren: Please, please, I hope that's not your mother.
Michael: Who cares?
Lauren: No, no, go check. Just let it not be your mother.
Lauren: Who is it?
Michael: It's-- its Phyllis' son, Daniel, and he looks a mess. He's...
Lauren: All right, all right.
Michael: If he comes in here, he's never gonna leave.
Lauren: All right, okay, just answer the door.
Daniel: Hi. Look, I'm sorry to come over here and bother you-- I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner. Uh...
Lauren: Oh, no problem.
Daniel: Uh, I need some legal advice.
Michael: Right now?
Daniel: Lily's filing for divorce.
Lauren: I'll go make some coffee.
Nick: Phyllis, I'm not saying you're an evil person.
Phyllis: Yes, you are.
Nick: I'm talking about factual stuff-- your actions, actions you took. So don't put this on me.
Phyllis: I'm not putting this on you. But don't blame me for this, either.
Nick: What blame?
Phyllis: For this argument.
Nick: This isn't an argument. This is a discussion. We are defining something differently. That's all it is.
Phyllis: All right, all right, all right, fine. I said to you, I don't like to hear people say bad things about me, and then you said, "Especially when they're true." Did you or did you not say that?
Nick: In courtroom testimony. And don't "Did you or did you not" me.
Phyllis: Why did you show up at court?
Nick: I showed up for you.
Phyllis: You did? Really? Well, I don't need the support of a husband who thinks I'm guilty.
Nick: I didn't say that, but you still haven't told me where I'm wrong.
Phyllis: You know what? Forget it. You're not wrong. You're right. So you go ahead and judge me all you want, but see, that's what I'm trying to get away from, so you don't need to go to the hotel room with me, okay?
Phyllis: Fine. Fine.
Daniel: There's plenty of time for Lily to change her mind about things. And besides, divorces don't become final right away. And once we get these charges against me all cleared up, she'll see me differently.
Michael: Oh, Boy. What planet are you on?
Daniel: We didn't take that money. Somebody else took it, so the court, I mean, they've gotta cut us some slack, right?
Michael: No, no, you know what? No. Nobody has to cut you slack. Just because you don't have the money now doesn't mean you didn't steal it in the first place. And yeah, you might have a harder time because you don't have it there to make restitution at sentencing. And why the hell would you think Kily would even wanna change her mind about divorcing you?
Michael: Yes? Yeah, yeah, he is. Yes, just a minute. It's your mother.
Daniel: Tell her I'll call her back.
Michael: Now listen--
Daniel: I don't wanna talk to her.
Michael: You get the hell on this phone and you suck it up, Boy. She's got enough on her plate. She doesn't need to hear about your problems. So you get on this phone, you encourage her and I don't wanna hear a thing about your problems. There'll be plenty enough time to dump 'em into her lap later. Now... yes, here he is.
Daniel: Hey, Mom, what's up?
Phyllis: Hey, how come you don't answer your phone?
Daniel: I accidentally shut it off.
Phyllis: Well, I just wanted to call you and tell you that the baby and I are checking into... a hotel and we're gonna live off of room service until the verdict comes in.
Daniel: Cool. What about Nick?
Phyllis: Nick is very busy, um, so he can't do it. Listen, call my cell phone if you need anything.
Phyllis: You don't sound fine. What's wrong?
Phyllis: Come on, Daniel, please, tell me what's wrong.
Daniel: Nothing. I'm... I'm--I'm just... I'm distracted right now. I'm sorry. I think that's a great idea if you get away for a couple days. I hope you have a great time.
Phyllis: I love you, okay?
Daniel: I love you, too.
Michael: Now... as you were saying, why do you think Lily would, could or should change her mind about divorcing you?
Daniel: 'Cause I can be different.
Michael: Mmm. You mean, uh... you can change to win her back?
Daniel: Yeah, of course.
Michael: Then you won't change. You can't break your addiction to porn for her. And you can't... stop lying for her. No. You have to do it for yourself. That is how an addict changes.
Daniel: I'm not an addict.
Cane: Mom? I am... I am so sorry about Amber's behavior. I don't believe she said those things or asked those questions. I'm sorry.
Jill: Oh, sweetie, that's her behavior. It's not yours.
Cane: I told her she was out of line.
Jill: My hero. You know, I think she knew she was out of line before she finished speaking, because I saw the expression on her face go from, "I need to ask these questions," to, "Oh, I think I just stepped over the line."
Cane: After everything you've done for her, I don't know how she could've doubted you. I just--I'm sorry.
Jill: She's facing jail time. Fear distorts a person's thinking.
Cane: I'm angry and you're philosophical. Why is that?
Jill: Because you're my son. You fell in love with her. We can't help who we fall in love with.
Cane: I don't know what to say. I thought I was gonna come in here and you were gonna disown me.
Jill: Cane. However, I am ready to listen whenever you wanna decide what to do about that wife of yours.
Daniel: People are making too big a deal of this porn thing. I mean, hasn't anyone been on the internet lately?
Michael: Millions have. Millions. But only a few become addicts.
Daniel: Okay, I looked at some stuff a little bit too much. I lied to Lily because I wanted to cover it up from her. I didn't want it to hurt her. That's not an addiction.
Michael: No, no, no, you lied to protect yourself! And you talk, talk, talk. It's hard to listen to you. I mean, I don't know if it's-- it's painful to admit too much to me, and I understand that, or if you just don't understand what's what, or if you don't understand the truth. So let me ask you, Daniel... do you know that you have a problem? Do you know that you need help?
Daniel: The first part's true.
Michael: You know you have a problem?
Michael: Can you say the words?
Daniel: I have problems.
Michael: A problem.
Daniel: Yeah, a problem.
Michael: I have... a problem.
Daniel: I have... a problem.
Michael: What kind of problem?
Daniel: I make too many mistakes.
Michael: Why do you make too many mistakes? You're an addict.
Daniel: Your opinion.
Michael: No, listen, say it. Say it. Say it and then you can change. That's how you start changing. Say it. Say it! Daniel, say it. There's no one here but us. No one else is gonna hear you but me. I can go outside if you wanna say it here. Or you can go into another room and you can say it.
Daniel: I'm not a child.
Michael: No, you're immature. You're immature. That doesn't make you bad. You're immature.
Daniel: I need help, okay? I need help.
Daniel: Because-- because I have problems!
Michael: Sometimes... problems contribute to the condition you can't acknowledge, and sometimes... problems are caused by that condition. So what is it? What is your illness? Daniel, what do you need help with? Daniel, what... when are you gonna get help? When? When? How long is it gonna take you? What are you gonna do? Are you gonna just-- are you gonna just mess up the rest of your life? Come on! All right, get out. Just get out. I am tired. I'm tired.
Daniel: What are you talking about? What?
Michael: I'm tired of your attitude! I'm tired of the waste! Now just go! Get out!
Daniel: I'm an addict! Okay?! I'm an addict! What do you want me to say to you?! I need help!
Kevin: Thank you.
Kevin: I am required to ask you if you have the cash that everyone seems to think my friend Daniel, your wife, and I are hiding.
Cane: Uh, beer, Mate, please. Whatever's-- whatever's in a bottle and cold.
Kevin: I'm gonna take that as a no. That ends my investigating for the evening. Can I buy you that?
Cane: I could pay for my own beer, thank you.
Kevin: Even better. Hey, so who do you think has the cash?
Cane: You, Daniel, Amber, or a combination of the above.
Kevin: You are gonna be so disappointed when the truth comes out. Wait, you suspect your own wife? That is so cold. Oh, wait, I see why you suspect her.
Cane: How would you like to be married to a woman you were never actually married to?
Lauren: So you guys are going into hiding?
Phyllis: Summer and me.
Lauren: What about Nick?
Phyllis: Um, I'm not very good company right now.
Lauren: That doesn't matter. He's your husband.
Phyllis: He doesn't wanna come. I don't want him to.
Lauren: What? What? What?
Phyllis: We just had an argument. He as much as said that the jury should find me guilty.
Phyllis: And then, when I confronted him on it, he backpedaled and he said, oh, no, only certain factual stuff in the trial is true.
Lauren: That's funny. I always felt that factual and true sort of belonged in the same sentence.
Phyllis: Well, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. He shouldn't have said it.
Lauren: I don't think this going into hiding's a good idea. I don't want you to be alone. I know how hard it must've been to be in that courtroom and listen to everybody say what they said about you, but you can only imagine how hard that must've been for Nick as well. Tell him you want him to go with you.
Lauren: Do I have to get angry?
Phyllis: Come on.
Lauren: I'm serious.
Phyllis: Okay, okay, okay. You have to go, busy body.
Lauren: Did you just call me a busy body?
Lauren: I want you to tell him.
Phyllis: All right, I'm gonna tell him to come with me. I'll tell him.
Cane: You are looking at the winner of the world's worst girlfriend competition.
Kevin: No, no, no, be grateful that your girlfriend never tried to barbecue you.
Cane: You know, Kevin, that's a really, really low standard of dating.
Kevin: I say we call it a tie.
Cane: That's a tie. You know, life must be interesting, you know, when you date a killer.
Kevin: I wouldn't say it was interesting as much as it made me crazy.
Cane: You know what my problem is with women?
Cane: I really, really, really love 'em.
Kevin: Yeah. Yeah, I love the sane ones, though.
Cane: I love the sane ones.
Kevin: The nice ones.
Cane: I love the nice ones, too.
Kevin: I am through dating women who wanna, um, kill me. I have sworn off them completely. I will only date women from now on who have my best interests at heart.
Daniel: I thought that when you admit a problem you're supposed to feel better. And I feel worse.
Michael: Yeah, well, growing up is hard.
Daniel: You know I hate it when people talk like that.
Michael: Oh, well. I have heard people with illness describe that illness as a great gift because of the insight it gives them.
Daniel: Yeah. Well, my insight is that I'm a total loser.
Michael: Mnh-mnh. Addiction doesn't make you bad any more than diabetes does.
Daniel: I still don't feel any better.
Michael: Did you ever try to figure out when this started?
Daniel: The porn thing? Not too long ago.
Michael: No, no, being so down on yourself.
Phyllis: I'm sorry I snapped.
Nick: I am, too.
Phyllis: We should get away together. It would be good for us.
Phyllis: Okay... sure, okay?
Nick: Sure. I didn't want you to be alone with the baby anyway.
Nick: Well, I mean, uh... I didn't want you to have to take care of Summer all by yourself.
Phyllis: I've already done that.
Nick: I know, but I'm here now, so I will help.
Phyllis: You think I'd steal her?
Nick: I didn't say that.
Phyllis: You thought it.
Nick: Well, would you?
Phyllis: Oh, my God, no.
Nick: Okay, then.
Phyllis: You don't believe me?
Nick: I believe you mean that. But the thought of taking Summer away so you wouldn't get separated in case you do get sent to prison... Phyllis, it had to cross your mind, otherwise you wouldn't be so defensive about this. So again... tell me I'm wrong.
Lauren: Your instincts were right. Phyllis should not go into hiding. Oh, you could cut the tension in that house with a knife. At least I persuaded her not to go anywhere without Nick.
Michael: What? See, she was gonna go off with the kid.
Lauren: Yes, yes, until I talked her out of it.
Michael: My hero.
Lauren: Thank you.
Michael: You are.
Lauren: I just hope she stays talked out of it.
Phyllis: Why don't you send the security guards with me?
Nick: I'm through talking about this.
Phyllis: No, I'm not through talking about this. If you don't trust me alone with our daughter, you send the security guards with me. You send the police with me. Hell, send the army with me.
Nick: Do you want me to go with you or not?
Phyllis: What do you think?
Kevin: How are you?
Kevin: Don't worry. I'm gonna get you all the help you need. I promise.
[Daniel standing in front of Cassie’s portrait at Crimson Light]
Daniel: You know... Michael says people call illness a gift because an illness gives you insight, but all I feel is humiliation. Is that an insight? Is humiliation a gift? I wanna change. You think I can? Nobody else does. Hell, I don't even know if I do. I know it's the wrong thing to say, but I don't know. Who does know, right? I mean, if you actually do something, then, yeah, you know that you can do it, but what if I--I try to do it and--and I fail? Doesn't that make me even more of a loser? Then again, here I am, talking to your picture in the coffeehouse in the middle of the night while my wife files for divorce. Doesn't get much more loserly than that. If I use you for inspiration... or motivation, better. Motivation, not inspiration. What if I... try living the life that you never got a chance to live? You think that'd be okay? I'm not gonna try. That's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna turn my life around.
Amber: So am I.
Daniel: Good luck.
Amber: Good luck.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Lily: Do I miss him? Yes, I do. But is this better for me? Definitely.
Brad: There's been a major security breach in the Newman computer system.
Daniel: What do I need to do to fix this?
Neil: You're fired!
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