Y&R Transcript Friday 10/5/07 -- Canada; Monday 10/8/07 -- U.S.A.
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Sharon: Good morning.
Jack: Good morning. How'd you sleep?
Sharon: Like a rock.
Jack: Me, too. It's been a while. Oh. Hey, look at this? No headlines about us.
Sharon: Oh, no! You know, I was-- I was looking for an excuse for us to lock ourselves up in the bedroom all day.
Jack: Well, you never need an excuse for that.
Woman: Is that Nick Newman?
Brad: So it would appear.
Woman: Oh, I think he's cute. What'd he do?
Brad: Well, apparently, he was kissing Sharon Abbott.
Brad: Get an education.
Daniel: Whoa, watch your blind... spot.
Brad: Sorry about that, Daniel. I didn't see you there.
Daniel: Yeah, obviously.
Daniel: "National Inquisitor"? Now that is some quality sleaze. Who's, uh, not wearing any underwear this week?
Woman: I don't know, but I can tell you who Nick Newman’s been kissing.
Daniel: What? Can-- can I see that?
Paul: You're not eating much. What's up?
Maggie: Well, a homicide takes away my appetite. Especially when I can't solve it.
Paul: Ji Min?
Maggie: Well, unless there's another dead body that turned up that I don't know about.
Paul: Oh, a wise guy, eh?
Paul: You wanna talk it out?
Maggie: Yeah. Couldn't hurt. Let's run it.
Paul: All right, we got Amber-- desperate to get her hands on the stolen money, not to mention she was found with the body.
Maggie: Yeah, but getting into a physical altercation with the guy and winning?
Paul: Okay, agreed. Next theory, what about Cane? He was seen arguing with him the same day.
Maggie: Yeah. I questioned Cane twice. He copped to, uh, grabbing his arm and threatening him. That's as far as it went.
Paul: Well, that's a relief. Oh, wait a minute, it's not that he'd tell you if it went further, now would he?
Maggie: Yeah, well, it's a possibility.
Paul: What's your gut telling you?
Maggie: My gut tells me-- and it's a lot difference than hard evidence-- it keeps coming back to Jack.
David: Um, I'm sorry to interrupt.
Maggie: Oh, not a problem. What's up?
David: Well, I was just wondering how the investigation was going.
Maggie: I think we're making progress.
David: Great. Great. It's just that the development has really taken a hit with all the negative publicity, which explains why Jack went to the lengths he did. But, I mean, you guys are the professionals. You know all about that.
Maggie: With, uh, Ji Min, you mean?
David: Yeah. But, hey, if I put myself in Jack's shoes, Ji Min was about to go public. He was gonna spill everything to that reporter, so...
Paul: Oh, you mean that Ji Min was a front for Jack Abbott?
David: Right, right. You know, I just can't figure out what Jack could've said to Ji Min to get him to back off.
Paul: That's funny. We were just talking about that.
Maggie: Yeah, we were. That is funny.
Paul: Pressured him?
Maggie: Yeah, we figure some kind of threat.
David: Well, I guess that's the million dollar question.
David: Look, I don't mean to keep you from your work. So, um, good luck with everything.
Maggie: Hey, thanks.
Paul: You bet.
Maggie: Well, well, well.
Paul: The plot thickens.
Maggie: Jack and Ji Min? That could've turned physical.
Paul: Very physical.
Maggie: Two relatively young men, both with a lot to lose.
Paul: It's hard to give an interview if you're a corpse.
J.T.: You awake?
Victoria: Mm-hmm. I'm basking.
J.T.: In my manliness?
Victoria: In my fiancé's manliness.
J.T.: (Laughs) I like the sound of that.
Victoria: I like this-- us, here together-- it's perfect. I never wanna leave this room. Ever.
J.T.: Well, I was kinda hoping you'd wanna tell the whole world about our engagement.
Victoria: Oh, I do. Trust me, I wanna buy a bullhorn and shout it. But when I do, it's gonna mean family and friends and phone calls and dinners and... all of that's good stuff, of course, but this is good, too. You can call me selfish if you want to.
J.T.: All right, selfish it is.
Victoria: Good. So let's just keep it between us for a while and enjoy it while we can. Is that okay?
J.T.: Well... better make the most of it then.
Nikki: Hi. I need a favor. Oh, not a favor. That's the wrong word. I don't wanna fight with you.
Nikki: I would like us to keep news of our divorce private, just between the two of us for now.
Victor: And why would I do that?
Nikki: Clear Springs. I don't want any repercussions over any business deals that may happen between Newman and N.V.P.
Victor: Why the hell didn't you think about the repercussions when you ran off with that man?
Nikki: I didn't-- you would rather both companies suffer?
Victor: Look, news gets out that you and I are divorced, it's not gonna affect my business in the least, all right?
Nikki: So you're willing to take that chance?
Victor: You overestimate your value. That's a bad thing to do in business. Whether the public conceives the N.V.P. project to be unstable, unsound, insecure, it's your problem, not mine. And whether you succeed or you fail, in either case, I profit, okay?
Nikki: Victor, I know you. I know you have a heart even though you do everything you can to hide it. And I know this has to do with a lot more than money.
Victor: I will keep the news of our divorce quiet so our children won't have to learn it from the internet. Once they know, the gloves come off.
Daniel: Hey! Is this true?
Nick: What are you talking about?
Daniel: You, making out with your ex-wife.
Nick: How the hell did they get this?
Daniel: So, are you upset because it's not true, or because they got it right?
Nick: Look, Daniel, I am not gonna discuss my personal life with you. But yes, I already talked to your mother about it.
Daniel: So in other words, you're not telling me.
Nick: What happened was personal. It doesn't belong in this rag. But you're right, I'm not telling you.
Victor: Let me put it to you this way... buying into N.V.P. when I ran it was a good investment, sound investment. Under the new ownership? I'd say it's like buying a deck chair on the "Titanic." You got that right. Sure.
Neil: Well, they certainly got the message.
Victor: You bet. (Sighs) Nikki and I are divorcing.
Neil: Oh, Victor, I'm-- I'm sorry to hear that.
Victor: Yeah. After all these years... after all that she and I have been through-- two great kids, grandchildren. Now it's come to this.
Neil: Listen, um... if there's anything I can do, anything at all, please don't hesitate.
Victor: Thank you, Neil.
Nikki: Okay. Thank you. Ow! Victor gave me these earrings.
David: Really? Maybe you should pawn them. I'm joking. I hate to see him get to you like this.
Nikki: Well, he should get to me like this. I mean, that's what love is about. That's what marriage is about. Otherwise, what's the point?
David: It is possible he's going through the same things you are. He's just hiding it. I mean, you know how he operates-- show no weakness.
Nikki: Maybe. You know, last year when he was so sick, it was just horrible to see this strong man be reduced to that. At the same time, and this is terrible to say, it was wonderful. 'Cause he needed me. And he couldn't hide it.
Nikki: I didn't expect to see tears from him, but... this hostility? This utter lack of compassion? It's like he's heartless.
Victoria: Whoa! Right there! Did you feel that?
J.T.: Yeah, how could I not?
Victoria: I felt it all night. Kept waking me up every few hours.
J.T.: You know, I think the kid's gonna kick for the Packers.
Victoria: What are you-- what--what happened to soccer?
J.T.: I changed my mind.
Victoria: Place kicker?
J.T.: If that doesn't work out, maybe wide receiver.
Victoria: Oh, so you already have him signed up for a bone-crushing sport.
J.T.: Yeah, did you feel that? 'Cause his vote's yes.
Victoria: Well, I vote soccer. Less likely to get injured.
J.T.: That's two against one. That's the way our family works. You better get used to it. What?
Victoria: I just-- I still can't believe that you're so relaxed about having an instant family.
J.T.: Oh, come on, you make it easy.
Victoria: Well, that's very sweet and I hope you don't teach this kid to lie like that.
J.T.: I'm not lying. I'm not. I mean... yeah, I-I guess I thought maybe someday I would have kids.
Victoria: Just not today.
J.T.: Well, that all changed when I found out you were pregnant. You know, the idea of becoming a dad became more appealing, and even cool, I guess. The funny part about the whole thing is, I wasn't even in love with you.
Victoria: Ha ha, that's hilarious.
J.T.: I wasn't in love with you yet. And, uh... that lasted about five minutes. The baby was already on board and, um... I knew what I was getting into.
Victoria: Well, you definitely score points for not bailing on me.
J.T.: We didn't even have to have all those conversations about whether or not we wanted to have kids. Those are some major time killers.
Victoria: Yeah, we can... kill plenty of time while we're discussing your diaper changing schedule.
J.T.: Oh, is that right? Well, you know, I plan on being a-a hands-on dad.
Victoria: Oh, really?
J.T.: And a hands-on husband.
Jack: I say we celebrate. The world forgot about us for a day, let's forget about them. Let's play hooky. Let's go sailing. Let's make a day of it.
Sharon: Oh, yeah, let's find a secluded beach someplace.
Jack: Oh, at the lakefront, I'd go for that.
Sharon: I know! We can have a picnic lunch.
Jack: I'll tell you what, you work out all the details. The only prerequisite I have is that we're together and we're alone.
Jack: Oh, sorry. Jack Abbott. What, who is this? Stop, what--what newspaper do you work for? I do not comment on innuendo. You can say anything you want about me. Leave my wife alone!
Sharon: What was that about?
Jack: I guess we missed one headline. The "National Inquisitor" is doing a cover story on you and Nick kissing in the bank vault.
Sharon: How did the press get that information? You know, only a few people knew about that. You think that Phyllis--
Jack: No. No, never.
Sharon: Jack, she hates my guts. She would take any opportunity to try and humiliate me.
Jack: Sweetheart, what good would it do her to leak this story? This only hurts her.
Sharon: Well, I have that conversation with her when I visited her in prison. Um... maybe they monitor the conversations and--and somebody sold the story. Maybe a prison guard?
Jack: Wait, wait, come here, come here, come here. This is a tabloid. Nobody believes any of the crap they write. And certainly not anybody we care about. Look, if anybody asks questions, we'll deal.
Sharon: Great! Great! Oh, and this couldn't have come at a better time, with everything that you've been dealing with and this is all my fault.
Jack: This will blow over. It's a tabloid. Tomorrow's headlines will be another made up story for the world to obsess about.
Sharon: Yeah. I mean, only this isn't made up.
Cane: Hey, how you doing?
Paul: Hey, cane, how you doing? Have a seat.
Cane: So, any news from J.T.?
Paul: Just that he's sporting blisters on each hand.
Cane: What, are you not paying the guy enough to buy a pair of gloves?
Paul: He's getting paid to get a tan. He'll handle it. Hey, listen, he tells me about a, um, project manager by the name of Boddington?
Cane: Yeah, yeah, yeah, Joe Boddington.
Paul: Yeah, he suspects he might be involved in what looks like a kickback situation. J.T.'s gonna keep an eye on him.
Cane: Okay, I'm going up there in a few days. I'll sit down with the guy, have a beer with him.
Paul: Yeah, well, don't do anything you wouldn't normally do.
Cane: If the guy is stealing from me, I'm gonna get in his face.
Paul: You go after him like you did Ji Min, you'll blow the whole investigation.
Cane: That was different. That man was tearing my family apart.
Paul: I'm on your side. I can see going to his room, punching him out, might even do it myself.
Cane: Is that a confession, Paul? Maybe you should go tell Detective Sullivan something, huh? So, um... does she have any new leads in that case?
Paul: I know what you know.
Cane: Come on, I know you know more than that. Listen, if there's anything I can relay to my mum, I would appreciate it.
Paul: I saw Maggie this morning. She's running down a new lead.
Cane: What sort of lead is that?
Paul: Hopefully the kind that might bring your family some closure.
Nikki: Well, if you take a look at our financial ratio analysis-- yes. Yes, a bridge loan-- just to get us through a temporary sales slump. I see. Well, thank you so much for your time.
David: No luck?
Nikki: There's a credit crunch, our pre-sales have plummeted. I'm trying to spin it, but...
David: I'm sure something will come through.
Nikki: It has to. I cannot give Victor a late payment. He won't accept it.
David: I've been on the phone with a venture capitalist out of New York. He seems interested, but even that would take months before it materializes.
Nikki: I'm talking to every financier I know. Now I'm calling blind.
David: You know, um... I'm packing up to go to Clear Springs. But if you want, I could stay behind and help you through this.
Nikki: No, I need you to go. I need to have somebody there that I trust to make sure things are moving forward. Make sure the costs aren't skyrocketing.
Victor: Here's some good news. Apparently the methane fields are approximately twice the size of what they originally estimated.
Victor: Yep. Twice. Meaning my soon-to-be-ex-wife was right when she thought that Clear Springs would be profitable. Except she made the mistake of looking up, instead of down.
Neil: This is absolutely incredible.
Victor: Isn't it? Not the first time that I've sprayed perfume on a pig, won't be the last.
Daniel: You know, some people say folding laundry relaxes them.
Phyllis: Oh, really? Wow. Well, let them try folding, like, a million prison uniforms and let's see how frickin' relaxed they are.
Daniel: Bad day, huh?
Phyllis: It's good, now that you're here.
Daniel: You know you can talk to me about anything, right?
Phyllis: Yeah. I know that. Otherwise, we'd just be staring at each other right now.
Daniel: But if anything was bothering you...
Phyllis: Oh, okay, thanks. I'm in prison. That's bothering me, but you know that, right?
Daniel: Yeah, I know that.
Daniel: I know something else, too.
Phyllis: What do you know?
Daniel: I know that Nick kissed Sharon.
Phyllis: What, did he tell you that?
Daniel: No. No, he didn't have to tell me. I read it in a tabloid.
Phyllis: Oh, my God! No! One tabloid-- just tell me one tabloid, or the whole checkout counter? Please, just...
Daniel: Mom, Mom...
Phyllis: This is bad. This is bad--bad--bad--bad! This is Chernobyl bad.
Daniel: That was a nuclear disaster, this is a kiss.
Phyllis: I can't believe this. I cannot believe this! Who would feed those guys?
Daniel: I don't know, but can you just calm down? Or they're gonna make you leave.
Phyllis: The more embarrassing the story, the--the more they sell magazines. That's why they do it!
Daniel: I know and it sucks that it's out there, but are you really mad at that, or are you mad at Nick?
Phyllis: What? What? I-I was mad at Nick, but that's--that was then. I'm fine with it now. I'm fine. You know, he loves me. I know he loves me. And--and we talked about it and it's over.
Daniel: Okay, so you've never cared what people thought about you before, why start now?
Phyllis: Because I'm--I'm worried about Jack. I'm not worried about me. I'm worried about Jack.
Daniel: What do you mean Jack?
Phyllis: Well, because... he has a lot of bad press right now. And he's faced with the ethics committee and--and now his--his wife and my husband are-- are tabloid magnets. Oh, Daniel... how much can one person take?
Neil: Hey, Sharon. I, uh, I heard about the tabloid.
Sharon: Oh, you and the rest of the world.
Neil: You okay?
Sharon: Well... I'm more worried about Jack. You know, this really-- it's hard on him.
Neil: Well, he's tough. And with your help, he'll make it through.
Sharon: It's like, we have one good day, you know? No headlines, no phone calls, and then bam, right when you relax, it starts all over again.
Neil: Yeah, I don't know how they sleep at night.
Sharon: And they've just been relentless on this one. I mean, except for the one day, the phone calls just go on and on and on. And, you know, I'm to blame.
Neil: Sharon, listen to me, you're not responsible for the leak.
Sharon: Well, I'm responsible for kiss that is feeding the beast. And I just-- I wish there was something I could do to help, but there's not.
Neil: Yeah, well, the fact that you're standing by Jack through this is more than you know.
Sharon: Oh, well, I'm not gonna let this ruin my relationship.
Neil: Then it won’t.
(Cell phone ringing)
Neil: I'm sorry, I gotta take this call. I'll talk to you later. Hello, Neil, yeah.
Brad: Hey. Didn't mean to startle you.
Sharon: Oh, no, that's okay. I just almost ended up wearing two cups of hot coffee.
Brad: Hey, let me help you with those.
Sharon: No, that's all right. I got it.
Brad: So I read the article--
Sharon: Oh, I don't wanna, um, talk about that. I just--I don't wanna talk about it. I gotta get this to Jack.
(Cell phone ringing)
Nick: Hey, Beautiful.
Phyllis: Hey. So I hear that the "National Inquisitor" did some telling on you and Sharon.
Nick: Uh, yeah, if I could go back...
Phyllis: Well, hey, if I could go back, I wouldn't be talking to you from prison, that's for sure. But let's deal with the here and now.
Nick: How about the who and why?
Phyllis: Well, why is for cash, that's for sure. And, um, the who could've been any number of people in here who overheard.
Nick: I guess. Could be.
Phyllis: You don't think so?
Nick: I think it was Brad.
Phyllis: Really? Me, too.
Nick: Even if it wasn't--
Phyllis: Well, that's doubtful.
Nick: It's still his fault for talking to Sharon with the intercom on.
Phyllis: Um, I think there were two people in that conversation, Nick.
Nick: I know. Sharon never should've told him.
Phyllis: Sharon shouldn't have kissed you in the first place.
Nick: Well, I kissed her.
Phyllis: I'm sorry, that's right. You kissed her. She had nothing to do with it. I forgot. I forgot. How many times?
Nick: Once. Just once. You know that.
Phyllis: I just wanted to recheck. You know, my mind is just going crazy in here. My mind is playing tricks on me.
Nick: I'm very sorry, you know? I was kinda hoping we were past this.
Phyllis: Wait a second, wait a second, we--we... we are past this, but it is a woman's prerogative to revisit the details of her husband kissing another woman as many times as she wants!
Nick: I'll write that one down.
Nick: I love you, Phyllis.
Victor: Hey. Looking for me?
Nick: No, actually, I was just looking for some privacy.
Victor: Uh-huh. Stick around for awhile.
Nick: No, that's okay, Dad. I've got a meeting.
Victor: Well, Son, I actually wanted to talk to you. You know Jack Abbott’s name has been in the spotlight. Now by kissing his wife, you put our name on the marquee, as well.
Nick: It's not like it hasn't been there before.
Victor: I'm trying to help get your wife out of prison. Any undue attention paid her is gonna cause a lot of publicity. We can no longer fly under the radar.
Nick: But it's possible?
Victor: Why don't you just relax for awhile and sort things out?
Nick: Look, Dad, I'm fine. Really. But I'd be doing a lot better if my wife wasn't in prison.
Victor: How did she react, by the way, when she found out that you were kissing Sharon?
Nick: Two steps forward-- I apologized. Hopefully, there won't be any steps back.
Victor: You apologized? That's certainly something you didn't learn from your mother. I'm proud of you.
J.T.: You sure you wanna go down to the restaurant? We could order room service.
Victoria: So tempting. But if I don't get some work done, people are gonna start reporting me as missing.
J.T.: All right, then let's hit it. Back to the real world.
Victoria: For the first time as an engaged couple.
(Cell phone ringing)
Victoria: Oh! Hey, Mom, I was wondering when I was gonna hear from you.
Nikki: Hey, Sweetheart, how are you? How's construction?
Victoria: Um... to tell you the truth, I was a little achy after my--my trip yesterday, so, um, I kinda slept in a little.
Nikki: Oh, well, that's good. Glad to hear you're making yourself a priority. Don't overdo it.
Victoria: But I won’t. I'll know where we stand construction-wise, by the end of today.
Nikki: Well, David’s on his way up there to give you a hand.
Victoria: Oh, great! Great!
Nikki: I'm trying to get funding together for the first loan payment. I wanted to see if you had any contacts I may have overlooked.
Victoria: Um, let me think about it.
Nikki: Well, Honey, think fast. We're running out of time and options.
Victoria: Mom, listen to me, it's not the end of the world, okay? I mean, I know that things are bad between you and Dad right now, but you're his wife. He's not gonna call in the loan because of one late payment.
Nikki: Sweetheart, if there's one thing I've learned about your father, money trumps just about everything.
Brad: I thought you'd be keeping a low profile today.
Nick: So why'd you do it?
Nick: You leaked the story to the tabloids.
Brad: Uh-huh. You know, your wife isn't exactly keeping the most trustworthy company these days. Jackson prison holds, what, over 5,000 inmates? It seems to me any one of them could've made a couple of bucks leaking that story.
Nick: Yeah. Well, I'm still going with you.
Brad: And what would I have to gain?
Nick: On Planet Brad, my guess would be Sharon.
Brad: Mm. Well, maybe you should've thought of that before the lip lock.
Nick: If I ever forgot why I disliked you so much, you sure make it easy for me to remember.
Brad: Listen, you don't want the world and your wife to know what you did-- I get that. But why don't you take responsibility for your own actions instead of worrying about placing blame on whoever it is--
Nick: You self-righteous, son of a--
Neil: Gentlemen! Is there a problem in here?
Neil: Am I interrupting?
Brad: Not unless he's going to challenge me to a duel.
Nick: Nah, you're just not worth it.
Neil: I feel like I'm in a sandbox with too much testosterone.
Nick: No, we're done.
Brad: That's entirely up to you, Nick.
Sharon: I am turning my phone off. I can't take one more reporter today.
Jack: Listen, I've been doing some thinking. There is one way to end all this press scrutiny and get our lives back once and for all. I can give up my senate seat.
Sharon: I would never ask you to do that.
Jack: I know that. I know. But I'm giving it some thought. You and Noah are the most important thing in my life.
Sharon: Well, I remember a time when Noah ran away from home and you told him that quitting was never the answer, so... what kind of example would you set for him if you quit?
Jack: Always the voice of reason.
Sharon: Hey, you know, I married you because you never give up on what you want. And I can handle these gossip mongers. I just needed a break.
Jack: You're absolutely right. I'm turning my phone off, too.
Daniel: Just wanted to, uh, let you know that I'm back, so if there's anything you need?
Jack: Actually, there is. You can man the phones. If anyone asks about the senator's latest comment on this, uh, scandal rag, he has no comment. He's going to lunch with his wife, 'cause they're a team. See ya.
Victoria: Thank you so much. These are the best waffles I've had in my entire life.
J.T.: Well, they're good, but come on. Are you sure that's not the pregnancy talking?
Victoria: Or the engagement. Or both. I don't know, I'm kind of on an emotional hormonal buzz right now. Hello? Did I tell you that, uh, Mick Jagger is the real father of the baby?
J.T.: What? What did you say?
Victoria: Where did you just drift off to?
J.T.: All right, don't be obvious, but... check out the guy who just sat down at that corner table.
Victoria: What about him?
J.T.: He's the kind of guy that works a jobsite to his advantage. I've been watching him and I think he's the main player in this kickback thing.
Victoria: What if he finds out that you're watching him?
J.T.: He won’t. He won’t.
Victoria: He might.
J.T.: It's a kickback scam. The guy's not Tony Soprano, all right?
Victoria: I know that. I've--I've dealt with those kind of people before.
J.T.: Oh, well, then what are you worried about?
Victoria: I'm not. I just kind of wish that you did something a little less hazardous.
J.T.: Hey... I'm not a suit and tie kind of guy, all right? That would be hazardous to my, uh, to my sanity.
Victoria: Okay. Just promise me you'll be safe.
Daniel: Got it. I'll have him return as soon as he gets back. Okay.
Maggie: So, uh, Senator Abbott is out of the office?
Daniel: At lunch. I can get him on the phone if it's important.
Maggie: Yeah, I tried. It keeps going to voice mail. Any idea where he might be?
Daniel: I'm pretty sure he's at the club.
Maggie: Great. Thanks.
David: Considering the work stoppage for the methane abatement, the progress here is phenomenal.
Nikki: And quite possibly all for nothing.
David: No luck finding funds?
Nikki: No. I'm still trying, but at this point, I don't know how we're gonna make the first payment.
David: All right, look, my advice? Own it. Go to Victor as the incredible businesswoman you are and explain the problem. He'd be foolish not to give you an extension.
Nikki: I don't know about foolish, but he is stubborn. I have no choice. Wish me luck.
David: You won't need it.
David: Joe? Hey, how are you?
Joe: I'm very well, thank you. Yourself?
David: I'm doing well, thanks.
David: It's good to see you.
Joe: Good to see you, too.
Victoria: David Chow just shook hands with that man you've been watching.
Victoria: So? So I thought you'd wanna know.
J.T.: Oh, I know this... you're pretty sexy when you go all private eye.
Victoria: Don't tease me! Something about it didn’t... feel right.
J.T.: Like what?
Victoria: I don't know. I don't know. Maybe it's just my hormones.
Nikki: I don't expect to have the first payment in full by the due date. I'm telling you this now so we can make other arrangements. I can pay half with the remaining 50% payable in two weeks time.
Neil: Half? So then... you're asking for an extension?
Nikki: A short extension.
Victor: And why would I grant that?
Nikki: To protect your investment. You know N.V.P. is good for the loan. Our business plan is solid. We just have to get over this temporary sales slump is all.
Neil: Well, who's to say whether or not it's temporary, Nikki? All due respect, you haven't even made your first payment which isn't exactly a boost of confidence.
Victor: You have until the appointed date to make the payment, in full, or I shall call in the loan.
Nikki: Victor, please don't make this personal.
Victor: You know the terms of the loan agreement. Why the hell would I throw good money after bad?
Sharon: Thank you.
Sharon: Well, I'm glad we did this.
Jack: I agree. I fee rejuvenated and ready for battle.
Sharon: Yes, Sir. Sir, yes, Sir.
Jack: I don't think you salute indoors.
Sharon: Oh, okay, well, how was I supposed to know? It was just a gesture.
Woman: Senator Abbott, can I get a comment from you about the recent tabloid press concerning your wife?
Jack: The only kiss I'm interested in talking about is this one.
Jack: You got your pen ready? I love my wife and no amount of yellow journalism is gonna change that. Thank you.
Maggie: Senator Abbott, Mrs. Abbott, may I join you?
Jack: Detective, uh, sure, have a seat. Um, what brings you by?
Maggie: Well, we have some new information on the investigation into, uh, Ji Min's death.
Jack: Well, I'm sure his family will be thrilled with that news.
Maggie: I'd like you to come down to the station and answer a few questions.
Jack: I think we've already done that, Detective. I've already answered all your questions.
Maggie: I have a few more.
Jack: I'm not answering anymore questions until I have my attorney present.
Maggie: Then I would suggest you call your attorney and have him meet us at the station.
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Neil: If I'm ever in your home and I see you treating a guest like you treated Karen tonight, I'm gonna walk out your door and I'm never coming back.
Maggie: We just wanna know how you persuaded Mr. Kim to cancel the interview.
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