Y&R Transcript Friday 9/7/07

Y&R Transcript Friday 9/7/07 -- Canada; Monday 9/10/07 -- U.S.A.

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Woman: Breakfast.

Phyllis: Ah. Great. Oh, that smells great. Oh, yeah. My compliments to the chef.

Woman: It's a long time till lunch.

Phyllis: You sound like a parent.

Woman: I got two.

Phyllis: I have three. I have a stepson, too. That's--that's the third. My youngest is--is 9 months old. Her name is Summer.

Woman: Great age. Too young to talk back.

Phyllis: Uh, yeah, yeah, definitely. I, um... we just found out yesterday she has a respiratory infection. I'm really worried about her. Is--is it okay if I call my husband?

Woman: Look, you're on restricted privileges. You got no calls for the week.

Sharon: So there was barely any mention of Ji Min's death in the news today.

Jack: Yeah, I'll be happier when the whole investigation is completed.

Sharon: Poor Jill. I had no idea they were engaged.

Jack: Just goes to show you there's someone out there for everyone. Did we get a paper today?

Sharon: Yeah, it's on the breakfront.

Jack: Hello?

Sharon: (Laughs) Noah?

Noah: I didn't do it.

Sharon: Did you cut something out of the newspaper this morning?

Noah: Yes!

Sharon: Could you bring it down, please?

Noah: Okay.

(Doorbell rings)

Sharon: Oh. I'll get it.

Sharon: Hello! Come on in.

Nick: Good morning.

Noah: Hey, Dad. Look at these!

Nick: Good morning, Dude.

Noah: Aren't they sweet?

Nick: They sure are, but didn't we just buy you sneakers?

Noah: Like six months ago. I mean, they're starting to pinch.

Sharon: His feet are growing.

Nick: You're gonna be walking around with monstrous feet soon. Mornin', Jack.

Jack: Hey, Nick. Hey, Summer. Can I see that, please?

Noah: Sure.

Jack: Thank you.

Nick: So, uh, the school just faxed over Noah's paperwork. Do you have his immunization records or do I?

Sharon: Um, I sent those over weeks ago.

Nick: Right. Okay. Yeah, my brain is mush right now.

Noah: Hey, Dad, can we go shopping for sneakers?

Nick: Maybe, if there's time.

Noah: That means, "No."

Nick: Uh, actually, that means, "Maybe."

Noah: You don't really care if my feet hurt, do you, Dad? Jack, will you take me?

Jack: Uh, only if your dad says it's okay.

(Telephone ringing)

Jack: Oh, excuse me. Hello?

Noah: Did you talk to Phyllis?

Jack: This is he.

Nick: Yeah, I talked to her for a little while last night. She still doesn't know that Summer's feeling better.

Noah: Can I call her?

Jack: That's right.

Nick: Maybe we'll try her later.

Noah: Now? Please? Please, Dad?

Jack: Yes, I was shocked and deeply saddened by news of Ji Min Kim's death.

Noah: Come on, Dad! Come on! Please?

Nick: Okay, okay, all right, we'll try her right now.

Jack: Yes, he has done remarkable things there. Yes, he has. Of course he'll be missed.

Nick: Daddy's on the phone. Yeah, hi, this is, uh, Nick Newman. I'm trying to reach an inmate of yours. Phyllis Newman.

Jack: Yeah, he was an-- a respected member of the business community and instrumental in bringing Jabot back to its former glory.

Nick: Uh, okay. Thank you. She can't talk right now, Bud.

Noah: When can she talk? Can we call later?

Nick: Well, she's not taking any calls today.

Noah: Why not? Is she sick? What if something's wrong?

Nick: Well, I'm sure she's fine, Bud, but, uh, actually, she's not taking calls for the next few days.

Noah: She's gonna think we forgot about her. Can we go visit?

Nick: You said you didn't wanna go see her.

Noah: I changed my mind. Please, can we go?

Nick: If we have time. We've got a lot to do today.

Noah: I don't care! I wanna see Phyllis.

Jack: Yeah, that's right.

Paul: All right, your candidates for Jabot.

Kay: Oh, my, that was quick.

Paul: You ask, I deliver. One of your choices had a vengeful ex-husband who planted lies all over the internet. Another one here-- I guarantee you won't wanna hire.

Kay: Well, I'm not going to hire anybody right now. I'm hoping Jill will want to come back and run Jabot.

Paul: How's she doing?

Kay: Not well.

Maggie: Hello, Mrs. Chancellor. Hey, you.

Paul: Hey.

Kay: Uh, well, Detective, is Ji Min's case progressing?

Maggie: It's still ongoing.

Kay: Does the coroner have any more information about how the windpipe was crushed?

Maggie: I can't discuss that with you.

Kay: Well, if you know anything...

Maggie: Right now it appears that Mr. Kim fell, but, um, we won't have a full autopsy or toxicology screen for another few weeks.

Kay: Well, do you suspect foul play?

Maggie: There is no evidence to suggest that.

Kay: Do you have any suspicions, Detective?

Paul: If Ji Min had a heart attack, the investigation would be closed. But since there was trauma involved, they have to investigate. It's routine.

Kay: Well, all I am saying, the longer this drags on, the more conspiracy theorists are gonna pop right up-- are gonna pop right out of the woodwork. Now can't you just wrap this up quickly, because my daughter is suffering.

Nikki: I have nothing to say on the record except to extend my deepest condolences to Mr. Kim's family. No, I can't confirm that.

David: I could kick myself for talking to that reporter.

Nikki: Preemptive strike. It's part of the job.

David: Right. Well, at least the main problem has been averted.

Nikki: If the story about Jack doesn't get printed.

David: Not without corroboration.

Nikki: Well, I highly doubt that our "Do-good" senator is going to admit to fraud anytime soon.

David: Without confirmation this is a non-story. You have nothing to worry about.

Jill: You know something really funny? If you had told me last year that I would get engaged to Ji Min, I would've told you that you were crazy. The man was very cold and aloof when I first met him. But then... oh, he had the oddest sense of humor. He used to tell me jokes all the time. I would never get them. And I was sure that it was a cultural thing.

Cane: No, I don't think his jokes were funny in Korea either.

Jill: (Chuckles) he was bad. He was bad. Those chemist jokes, they were so not funny.

Cane: Why do chemists like nitrates?

Jill: Oh, that one-- 'cause they're cheaper than day rates.

Cane: Mm.

Jill: Oh, Lord, the poor man. Where's "The Chronicle"?

Cane: Oh, it--it didn't come today.

Jill: My precious, 365 days a year the paper comes. Give it to me.

Jill: Will you read it to me?

Cane: "Former C.E.O. of Jabot Cosmetics, Ji Min Kim was discovered in his hotel suite at the Genoa City Athletic Club by his fiancée, Jill Abbott and her daughter-in-law. Mr. Kim--"

Jill: That's a lie. Your pseudo-wife was standing over his body. They can't print that. It's not true.

Cane: Mom, don't worry about what the press says. All that matters is the police get their facts straight. (Cell phone ringing)

Cane: It's that TV reporter.

Jill: I wanna talk to him. Yes, hello? Hello, Mr. Campbell. No, I agree with you. There is a lot more to this story. When? Here. Okay, I'll see you soon.

Cane: Are you sure that's a good idea?

Jill: The best way to force the police to investigate is to keep the story alive.

Maggie: Okay. Well, print that e-mail out and have it sent over ASAP. Thank you. We're still tracking Ji Min's business dealings, talking to his associates.

Paul: You're not convinced it was an accident?

Maggie: Are you asking as a Chancellor employee?

Paul: A nosy PI who's got a friend working the case.

Maggie: But can I trust you?

Paul: Do you kiss men you don't trust?

Maggie: Well, what do you think?

Paul: I think if I don't answer that question correctly, you're gonna cuff me.

Maggie: And you'd like that, wouldn't you?

Paul: Oh, you know me so well.

Maggie: Well, off the record, Ji Min's accident might've been staged.

Paul: Is that what your gut tells you?

Maggie: My gut tells me I had too much to eat for breakfast this morning. My head tells me that there's something not quite right about it. What that something is, I don't know. Yet.

(Cell phone ringing)

Michael: Michael Baldwin.

Nick: Hey, it's me.

Michael: Oh, have you heard from your wife yet?

Nick: Yeah, she was on the phone when she wasn't supposed to be, and, uh, now she lost her phone privileges.

Michael: For how long?

Nick: I don't know. I didn't even get to tell her that her daughter isn't sick anymore.

Michael: Well, I'll call over there. I'll see what I can do.

Nick: Look, I need to see her. Why don't you come with me?

Michael: I have other clients.

Nick: Look, you know how Phyllis gets when she's upset. If she's lost her visiting privileges, they'll still let you see her because you're her lawyer.

Michael: I'll have to shuffle a few things around.

Nick: Okay, cool, I'll pick you up in an hour.

Michael: All right.

Sharon: Noah left his glove over at your place.

Nick: Uh, look, I hate to do this to you, but I need to go see Phyllis.

Noah: I wanna come.

Nick: Well, you can't, Buddy. She has to see her lawyer today.

Noah: That's not fair! You said I could come to the office with you.

Nick: Well, I know. Maybe I can, uh, be back by this afternoon.

Noah: But you said!

Nick: I know, Buddy, but I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't important.

Noah: Why can't I come with you?

Nick: You just can't, okay? And I need you to understand that. Is it okay if he stays with you?

Sharon: Well, if I have to. You can come with me. I'm gonna get my eyebrows waxed.

Noah: Oh, gross! Dad!

Sharon: Just kidding.

Noah: What about Summer?

Nick: Oh, I'll just drop her off at the Newman day care.

Sharon: Oh, no, don't do that. She'll stay here with us.

Noah: You could pay me to baby-sit.

Nick: Okay. How about, uh, five bucks an hour?

Sharon: Wow!

Noah: Deal!

Nick: Okay.

Noah: Mom, take a picture of me and Summer for Phyllis!

Sharon: Okay.

Nick: Here you go. Just use my phone.

Sharon: Thank you.

Nick: There you go.

Sharon: Ah. Okay. Ooh, cute one for my desk. Ready? Go! It's in there.

Nick: Are you sure you're okay with this?

Sharon: Yeah, absolutely. You go. Get outta here.

Nick: Thanks.

Jill: Ji Min called you because he wanted to set the record straight. It's very important for me to do this, because I don't want there to be any questions about his death.

Carter: I appreciate your cooperation.

Jill: Now I presume your... you know about Jack Abbott and Jabot?

Carter: Uh, nothing that's been confirmed. What can you tell me?

Jill: Jack bought and sold the company illegally and used my fiancé as his front man.

Carter: How do you know this?

Jill: Because Ji Min told me.

Carter: Do you have proof?

Jill: I don't have proof, but someone does. My fiancé taped Jack Abbott admitting that he owned Jabot.

Carter: Does this tape still exist? And if so, who has it?

Jill: It exists. I'm not sure who has it right now.

Kay: Good morning, Jill. How are you feeling?

Jill: Just splendid, Mother. My fiancé has been dead less than 24 hours, but I'm sure I'll snap out of it soon.

Kay: I really don't think it's a good time for you to be here. My daughter is trying to deal with terrible grief.

Jill: She's a big fan of stating the obvious.

Kay: So I will be happy to show you out.

Jill: Excuse me? I asked him to come here because I want the press to write the truth about Ji Min.

Kay: It's not that simple.

Jill: It is when you're not spinning it.

Carter: Mrs. Chancellor, do you care to comment on the rumor that Senator Jack Abbott secretly owned Jabot Cosmetics?

Kay: No, I would not.

Jill: Oh, please! She bought the company for a fraction of its true price.

Kay: I bought it at a very fair price.

Jill: And profited from Ji Min's misfortune!

Carter: Uh, was Mr. Kim fronting for someone else? Maybe another owner?

Kay: Uh, not that I know of. No, I only dealt with--

Jill: Yes, she does know. Katherine, Ji Min is dead, and all you can do is protect yourself!

Kay: He was a very talented executive. He did turn the company around. And, um, I found him very competitive. In fact, my daughter and he planned to start a cosmetic line that would've been in direct competition with Jabot.

Carter: Are you saying that he fabricated this story so that he could discredit you?

Jill: No. It's all fact. Jack sold her the company. He owned it and he sold it to her. And if you don't believe me, speak to Victor Newman.

(Knock on door)

Nikki: Hey. You wanna talk about Ji Min, go ahead.

Jack: Yeah, I thought we oughta get our stories straight.

Nikki: I don't need a story.

Jack: Like it or not, we are on the same team now. If only for the sake of our investors, we need to be consistent in what we tell the press.

Nikki: The less said, the better.

Jack: I agree. How about this?

Nikki: "We mourn the loss of a talented businessman and colleague. Our heartfelt condolences go out to his family." This is what you wanna talk to me about?

Jack: Agreed?

Nikki: Jack, I know what you're doing.

Jack: I am protecting us.

Nikki: You are protecting yourself because you're afraid that reporter is on to you.

Jack: There is no story if we're on the same page.

David: Without confirmation this is a non-story.

Nikki: Right. Well, I'm gonna keep this.

Kay: Good-bye, Mr. Campbell.

Kay: What in the hell were you doing?

Jill: I was telling the truth. What were you doing?

Kay: I was trying to protect my investment, which you seem to have no respect for whatsoever.

Jill: Oh, it's Jack I have no respect for, Mother. And neither will anyone else when they find out what a crook he is.

Kay: And you don't care if he takes me down with him?

Jill: You made the decision to go into business with him.

Kay: Jill, I know you're hurting, I know that, but this is not going to bring back Ji Min.

Jill: I know, but it'll make me feel better.

Kay: Oh...

Jill: Especially when everybody sees that tape that Ji Min made.

Kay: What tape?

Jill: Of Jack admitting that he owned Jabot.

Kay: There's no such thing.

Jill: Yes, there is, Mother. And when I find it, I'm taking straight to that reporter.

Phyllis: Oh, excuse me! Um, can--can I have--excuse me! Can I have an envelope and a stamp, please?

Woman: In order to get a stamp, you gotta earn money, and then you can get 'em at the commissary.

Phyllis: Oh, okay, how do I earn money?

Woman: By doing a job, like everyone else.

Phyllis: I'll do a job. That's fine.

Woman: You gotta get assigned.

Phyllis: Okay, how do I get a job assignment?

Woman: You'll get one when they give it to you.

Phyllis: Um, all I-- all I want is a stamp and an envelope to send a letter to my family. Just--is that a lot to ask?

Woman: When they're ready to give you a job, then you can get your stamp.

Phyllis: You're kidding me, aren't you? I wanna send a letter to my family! You can't stop me from doing that! That's illegal! Can I talk to my lawyer, please?

McQueen: Sorry for the delay, Gentlemen.

Michael: Oh, Warden, my name is Michael Baldwin. I'm here to see Phyllis Newman.

McQueen: Counselor, we've met before.

Michael: Oh, I'm sorry. Uh, I understand my client's phone privileges have been revoked.

McQueen: And her visiting privileges for the week.

Michael: Well, her husband wanted to talk to her about her baby's health situation.

McQueen: No husband, but counsel can see her.

Michael: Well, I--

Nick: Well, I will, uh, I will call her husband and tell him he can't come.

Michael: My co-counsel. He's working with me on her appeal.

McQueen: I'll tell the guards you're here.

Nick: Thank you, Warden.

Kay: Jill said there was an audio tape with your confession of owning Jabot.

Jack: Does Jill have a copy of that tape?

Kay: No. If Ji Min had one, it might've been confiscated by--by the police by this time.

Jack: And what else did your daughter say?

Kay: That if she found a copy, she would turn it over to that network reporter.

Jack: If the tape exists.

Kay: And if it does, I'm guessing Ji Min made a huge profit selling it to Victor.

Victor: My condolences again.

Jill: Thank you. I came here for a reason.

Victor: Oh?

Jill: I want you to release the tape of Jack admitting he owned Jabot.

Victor: What tape are you talking about?

Jill: The one you pressured Ji Min into secretly recording.

Victor: The one I pressured Ji Min into secretly recording? What are you talking about? I never pressured him into doing a damn thing.

Jill: Victor, he told me everything.

Victor: Did he?

Jill: He wasn't lying.

Victor: Now why the hell would Ji Min want to involve me in his vendetta against Jack Abbott? What do I have to do with any of that? If there is such a tape, let me see it.

Michael: Do you know how much trouble you could've caused me right now?

Nick: Dude, what's the big deal?

Michael: I'm here to visit prisoners, not to become one. (Cell phone ringing)

Nick: Sorry. Hello?

Noah: Hey, Dad, guess what? Summer just said my name!

Nick: Oh, really? That's cool!

Noah: Do you wanna hear it?

Sharon: Yeah!

Nick: Uh, yeah, let me-- let me hear it.

Noah: All right.

Sharon: Maybe she'll say it again.

Noah: Say "Noah."

Sharon: Say it. Say "Noah" for your daddy.

Noah: Noah.

Sharon: No-ah.

Noah: No-ah.

Summer: Noah.

Sharon: Oh! I think I heard it!

Noah: Dad, did you hear it?

Nick: Yeah, I sure did.

Noah: Is Phyllis there? I want her to hear it, too.

Nick: Well, I haven't been in to see her yet.

Noah: Uh, will you tell her for me?

Nick: Yeah, Buddy, I'll tell her.

Sharon: Can I talk to your dad for a minute?

Noah: Um, sure. Dad, uh, Mom wants to talk to you. Okay.

Sharon: Hey. Noah's been making Summer laugh all morning. They're having such a great time. And he's been singing that song, Greasy, Grimy Greasy, Grimy Gopher Guts you know, that one?

Nick: The one that Cassie used to-- uh, okay, so I, uh, I will have those papers to you by tomorrow, and we'll be in touch. Thank you.

McQueen: Gentlemen, open your briefcases.

Michael: Sure. Come on.

Nick: The, uh, client's husband wanted me to give those to her.

McQueen: You'll have to leave them here.

Michael: Uh, my son's pacifier. I've been looking for this. Thank you.

Jack: Those are some pretty serious allegations you're making.

Carter: Allegations that many people have confirmed.

Jack: Credible reporters do not use malicious rumors as a factual basis for their stories. Where is this alleged audio tape?

Carson: I'm looking for it as we speak.

Jack: Can I suggest you not waste your time? It does not exist. You have no story.

Kay: Well, I'm afraid I have bad news.

Nikki: What?

Kay: Jill knows the truth about Jack's fraudulent business dealings, and she is determined to publicize them.

Nikki: She's not even thinking straight right now. I mean, I don't know how she can get out of bed. You can't function when you're grieving like that.

Kay: She doesn't understand. She doesn't care. No, I take that back. She does. She does understand. She's just furious with Jack and me and it's her way at getting back at us.

Nikki: Do you think Victor has this alleged tape?

Kay: If it exists.

Nikki: Yeah, but... what does he have to gain by releasing it?

Kay: What do you mean? He would be hurting Jack. Big time.

Nikki: Yeah, but he would be damaging himself as well, and that's not Victor. He waits until he has something to gain.

Kay: Well, I don't mean to open a can of worms, my dear, but, um... you have flaunted that Chow fellow in your husband's face. And you know Victor and his pride, Nikki. Now did you ever think it was possible that he will use that recording to strike back?

Nikki: Honestly, I don't know what he would do anymore. I don't know.

Kay: Well, fine, but we've gotta find some way to keep him from releasing that information.

Woman: Newman, you got visitors.

Phyllis: Oh, thank God!

Nick: Uh, Mrs. Newman, nice to see you. Your daughter has recovered completely.

Michael: You've met my co-counsel before, haven't you?

Phyllis: Oh, yes, I believe I have. Very nice to meet you again.

Nick: It's good to see you as well, Mrs. Newman.

Phyllis: Yes, it is.

Michael: Yeah, we're here to work on your appeal.

Nick: Uh, yes. I wanted to, uh, go over your, um, your testimony. Uh... do you recall the conversation you had with, um, the--the--

Michael: She's gone. Oh, great. Ahem. Flashback to junior high school. My best buddy and his girlfriend making out in the living room and I gotta keep watch for the parents.

Phyllis: Poor Michael never got the girl.

Michael: No "Poor Michael." That all changed in high school.

Phyllis: How's Summer?

Nick: She's doing really well.

Phyllis: She is?

Nick: Yeah. Right now Noah's watching her and, uh, and Sharon's with them.

Phyllis: That's great. How's Daniel?

Nick: He's great. He was at the hospital the whole time.

Phyllis: Oh, he loves his little sister.

Michael: Head's up. The guard's coming. Come on! Uh, look at page two.

Phyllis: Two?

Michael: You'll find that interesting. We're gonna go for some at home incarceration.

Nick: Page two.

Michael: You have visitation rights.

Nick: Visitation and, uh...

Victor: This is the third time today that I've been asked about this damn recording.

Kay: Jill was convinced that you coerced Ji Min into making it for you.

Victor: If he made a tape, I had nothing to do with it whatever. I have no idea what you're talking about.

Nikki: It doesn't make any sense. Why would he implicate you?

Victor: How the hell do I know? I certainly understand why Ji Min would be upset at how Jack treated him. I'm sorry your daughter got involved. Why was she taken in in the first place?

Jill: Ji Min would not have lied to me about that tape. He had just come clean about everything.

Jack: I'll tell you what I told the reporter. I don't know anything.

Jill: Jack! Be straight with me! Because I'm gonna get to the truth one way or another!

Jack: Why tarnish your memory of Ji Min or hurt his family?

Jill: Oh, you're concern is touching. Deny it or not, that tape exists! And when I find it, I'm giving it to the reporter!

Jack: Jill, this is your grief talking.

Jill: This is my anger talking! I want everybody to know what you did to Ji Min! You destroyed his career! You destroyed his reputation! You turned my mother against him, so she never gave him a chance from day one because of his involvement with you!

Jack: Ji Min knew exactly what he was getting into.

Jill: But he didn't know you. Sooner or later, the truth will come out. Sooner, if I have anything to do with it.

Kay: Jill?

Jill: What?

Kay: Have you thought this through clearly?

Jill: Well... it couldn't be much clearer.

Kay: Well, it is going to affect your son.

Jill: Now you're reaching, Mother.

Kay: Oh, come on, have you noticed the change in your son lately? His marriage fell apart and he picked himself up admirably. He focused on his job, and he's making the most of this opportunity. This is his chance to make his mark! And he wants you to be proud.

Jill: I am proud.

Kay: Well, then are you gonna take this away from him? Come on. Let it rest. Let it rest.

Phyllis: And it was a challenge to make a phone call to see how Summer was. When it went to voice mail, they didn't let me make another call.

Nick: Okay, so next time you call, just hang up after three rings.

Phyllis: Yeah. And then today, I wanted to send a letter and they wouldn't let me do it because I didn't have enough money for stamps. That's crazy, Michael!

Michael: All right, you can deposit some money in an account for her.

Nick: Okay. I'll do that before I go.

Phyllis: You can't just do that. It has to be a cashier's check or a money order, and it has to have my DOC number on it.

Nick: Okay, 45890, right.

Michael: Okay, listen to me. In order for me to get you transferred somewhere closer to home, you have to be a model prisoner.

Phyllis: Okay, I will. Can you do that?

Michael: Maybe. If you don't cause trouble.

Nick: She won't.

Phyllis: I won't.

Michael: All right, uh... hold on. Guard?

Nick: I'll just stay here and keep doing lawyer stuff.

Michael: Uh, I need to see the warden. Uh, why don't you stay here and finish up with Mrs. Newman? Thanks.

Nick: Okay, Mrs. Newman.

Phyllis: Yes, Sir? How much time do we have?

Nick: Maybe like five minutes?

Phyllis: Five minutes? I wish we had forever.

Nick: Well, I could hit somebody in the head with my briefcase, get charged with assault.

Phyllis: You'd like that because it's a women's prison.

Nick: Mm. Well, I could hide in your bed until dark.

Phyllis: Uh, you would stay in my bed anyway.

Nick: And I could, uh...

Phyllis: You should stop talking.

Nick: Okay.

Carter: The allegations against Senator Abbott are unsubstantiated. I cannot publish them until I've got confirmation.

Jill: But somebody's gotta have proof!

Carter: Well, if they do, they're not talking.

Jill: The man is a fraud! There's gotta be-- what about his financial records?

Carter: Nothing out of the ordinary. Not in documents filed.

Jill: Somewhere there's a paper trail.

Carter: Listen, I'd love nothing more than to break this story, but until I can get evidence that confirms it, this story is dead. I'm sorry.

Cane: It's okay.

Carter: If you or your mother hear anything, if you get that tape, call me.

Cane: We will.

Carter: I'll see myself out.

Cane: Thanks for coming.

Jill: This is so crazy. I thought if I could find that tape, I could hear his voice one more time. I just wanna hear him one more time.

Cane: I know. I know. I know. It's okay.

McQueen: This is not the kind of prison where we change the rules for the privileged few.

Michael: Her baby was rushed to the emergency room. She was taken away from her child without knowing if she was gonna be all right.

McQueen: I sympathize, however--

Michael: All she wanted was to check on her daughter's condition. She was not trying to make trouble.

McQueen: She should not have made that phone call.

Michael: She understands that now.

McQueen: So how's her baby?

Michael: She's fine. Couldn't we just this once, restore her privileges? (Cell phone ringing)

McQueen: Excuse me.

Michael: Sure.

McQueen: Warden McQueen. Mm-hmm. I see. I'll be right there. I just got a very interesting call, Mr. Baldwin. Follow me.

Jill: Well... pop open the champagne.

Kay: What are we celebrating?

Jill: I'm not. You are.

Cane: The reporter's dropping the story.

Kay: I'm sorry.

Jill: Oh, you're not the least bit sorry.

Kay: No, not really. But it's for the best.

Jill: Best for you.

Kay: And others.

Jill: Oh, for God's sake, nobody here cares about Ji Min but me!

Cane: Will you please, please, please stop this? I am so tired of being caught in the middle of your arguments. For me... will you let it go? Please?

Kay: He's right.

Michael: I don't understand, Warden. What seems to be the problem?

McQueen: Open up, Officer.

Woman: Yes, Sir.

Michael: Warden--

McQueen: Have you finished?

Nick: Oh, yes, Sir, we were just, uh, wrapping up.

McQueen: And how's the baby doing, Mr. Newman? My assistant recognized you from a photo in your wife's file.

Michael: Nicholas occasionally--

McQueen: Not another word, Counsel, unless you wanna be banned from this institution along with Ms. Newman's husband.

Phyllis: Oh, no, please, please don't do that.

McQueen: Do not come back here.

Phyllis: Please! Please don't do that, please!

Nick: Do not punish my wife for my mistake.

Phyllis: Michael, please, can you do something?

Michael: I'm sure we can come up with an appropriate time limit.

McQueen: He is banned from this institution indefinitely.

Phyllis: You can't do that! He's bringing my baby!

McQueen: You'll have to make other arrangements. Escort these gentlemen out.

Phyllis: No! Michael, no! Nick! Please don't!

Michael: Don't panic. Don't do anything foolish.

Phyllis: Please don't do that.

Nick: Relax.

Michael: You just have to stay calm.

Phyllis: No!

Michael: You'll be fine.

Phyllis: I can't do this without my family!

Michael: Phyllis!

Phyllis: Sir, I can't do this without my family! I need--I need my family, Sir. I need my family here, please! Please, Sir, I need to have somebody from my family here!

David: Have you given any more thought to the whole spa cruise idea?

Nikki: Are they willing to carry the funding?

David: So they say.

Nikki: Set up a meeting.

David: You know, I think I'd rather wait a few days, just see how this whole Ji Min situation shakes out.

Nikki: I think we're past the crisis mode. Victor sounded almost reasonable when we spoke.

David: Really? Should we be worried?

Jack: And how was your day?

Sharon: Nice.

Jack: Yeah?

Sharon: We, um, we took Fisher for a walk. Oh, and Noah caught a frog. You know, I forgot how nice it is to have a little girl around. And everyone says she looks like her mom, I don't think so. I think she looks more like her daddy.

Jack: Real nice of you to look after Summer.

Sharon: Oh, I didn't mind. Like I said, we-- we had so much fun. Any word on Ji Min?

Jack: They're saying it was an accident. I'm sure it'll just die down and disappear.

Noah: Hey, Mom! Mom, take a picture of Summer and me for Phyllis.

Sharon: Okay. I'll take another one. Why don't you sit on the sofa?

Noah: All right.

Sharon: And I'll hand her to you.

Jack: Here, I'll take the picture.

Sharon: Yeah. You can push yourself out of the stroller now, huh?

Jack: There we go.

Sharon: All righty.

Jack: Sit back a little, Buddy.

Sharon: Now you sit next to your brother, Sweetie.

Jack: There we go. Ready? Say, "Peanut butter and broccoli!"

Sharon: Smile!

Noah: Oh, yuck!

Sharon: Smile!

Jack: Perfect! One more, okay?

Sharon: Okay, just you and your brother. Now this time say, "Jack's a terrible ping pong player."

Jack: Hey!

Noah: Well, it's true. I beat you all the time.

Jack: Great! Great!

Sharon: There! Did you smile?

Jack: Perfect.

Noah: Cool. Now take one of Mom and Summer.

Sharon: Oh, well, I don't know if Phyllis wants one of me, Honey.

Noah: It's for us.

Sharon: Oh, okay.

Jack: Okay, sure.

Sharon: Yeah, there's a smile.

Noah: Summer's favorite TV show is on. Can we watch?

Sharon: Sure, go ahead.

Noah: Cool.

Sharon: Okay, smile for the picture! Smile, Pumpkin.

Jack: Here we go, Ladies.

Carter: This audio tape of Senator Jack Abbott and Ji Min Kim was received by our sister station in Genoa City, Wisconsin. The second voice you hear is Senator Abbott.

Sharon: Wait, Noah!

Jack: Noah, here.

Sharon: Change it back.

Noah: Uh-oh.

Jack: Thanks.

Noah: Okay, sorry.

Jack: Sorry.

[Radio playing tape]

Ji Min: And the notion is that Newman and Jabot pool their funds to invest.

Jack: That's dicey. These are unregulated funds.

Ji Min: But the administrative fee is reasonable.

Jack: How reasonable?

Ji Min: 45% with capital appreciation.

Jack: 45%? That's not a fee, that's robbery! Jabot is not interested!

Ji Min: Well, actually, Jack, we are. I felt it was just too good an opportunity to pass up.

Jack: And just how much of Jabot's money--

Nikki: We're watching it right now.

Jack: Did you commit to this opportunity?

Ji Min: I pledged to maintain a $10 million account for one year.

Jack: Are you out of your mind?

Ji Min: It was an executive decision, Jack.

Jack: You know what trumps an executive decision? I own house of Kim! I own Jabot! For all intents and purposes, I own you! Now you get us out of this, or you will be finding yourself in an unemployment line!

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

Kay: If the press want a story, then, by God, I will give them one!

Sharon: This whole thing will blow over in no time.

Nick: Well, until it does, I don't want Noah living here.

0Victor: Jack Abbott dug his own grave. Now let's see if he can get out of it.

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