Y&R Transcript Wednesday 10/10/07 -- Canada; Thursday 10/11/07 -- U.S.A.
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Nick's voice: Hi, you've reached Nicholas Newman. Please leave a message, I'll get back to you when I can.
Phyllis: Hey, happy birthday, Baby. I just wanted to--to call and wish you a happy birthday. Uh... if I were there, I would give you a big kiss, but, um, since I'm not, I just wanted to be the first to tell you that I am very, very glad that you were born on this day. And, um... go out and do something really fun like-- like I told you. Anyway, uh... I'll talk to you later. Happy birthday. I love you.
Jana: How bloody rotten for you! God, it's your husband's birthday and you're stuck in here!
Phyllis: Uh, no, it's-- it's fine. I'm--I'm fine.
Jana: Well, I'm going to make today very special for you.
Phyllis: Oh, you don't have to do that. I'm--I'm... I'm good. Don't worry about it.
Jana: Oh, well, there must be something I can do.
Phyllis: No, no, there's nothing. I'm just gonna close my eyes and think of my husband and you just leave me alone. I'm good. I'm just gonna go this way.
Kevin: Michael, I-- hey. Is Michael here? I have a question about my web site.
Gloria: He's gone for the day. The Jabot web site?
Kevin: No, it's for Jana.
Gloria: Try his cell phone.
Kevin: I was all prepared for his usual speech about how I'm obsessed with helping my girlfriend. Man! You wanna have a go?
Gloria: You know how I feel, Kevin.
Kevin: That's it? Come on, Mom! I have all these comebacks ready. Let me have it.
Gloria: Why? You'd just ignore me. And I'm in no mood for a fight this morning.
Kevin: (Exhales) what's going on?
Gloria: I got my own problem. Also starts with a "J."
Gloria: My brother-in-law, Jeffrey Bardwell.
Kevin: What's going on?
Gloria: Just keep thinking about that jar of face cream William sent him.
Kevin: Well, you came up with a cover story to get it back, right?
Gloria: Yeah. I told him it was Williamís favorite scent and it would mean so much to me to have it.
Kevin: Great, and you destroyed the contents including the jar, right? So why are you worrying?
Gloria: You know, I really am a sentimental woman.
Kevin: Okay. And?
Gloria: So Jeffrey should've believed me when I said I wanted a memento of my late husband. I just don't know if he did.
Maggie: Mr. Bardwell?
Maggie: I'm-- I'm Maggie Sullivan. I, um, I knew your brother.
Jeff: Oh, nice to meet you. Would you join me?
Jeff: So... how did you know my brother?
Maggie: Uh, well, I, um, I worked closely with him on a lot of his cases. And, um, he was a good friend.
Jeff: Are you an assistant D.A.?
Maggie: No, I'm a-a detective. But in my spare time, I've been trying to wrap up some of his cases.
Jeff: Ah. The Jabot case one of those?
Maggie: Yes, as a matter of fact.
Jeff: Wasn't he, um, close to solving that before his stroke?
Maggie: Yes. How did you know that?
Jeff: I spoke with a Jabot executive who filled me in on some of the details. Maybe you could give me more?
Colleen: Hello, Professor. I can call you that again, can't I?
Adrian: I didn't realize how much I missed being called that.
Colleen: The look on your face when you came home from teaching that class last night--
Adrian: Like a kid in a candy store?
Colleen: You miss it, don't you?
Adrian: Not as much as I miss you when, say, my stomach's growling and you go to get us breakfast.
Colleen: Hey, you miss me or the food?
Adrian: Which I won't have time to eat because I'm gonna be late for my meeting with the department head.
Colleen: Okay, well, in that case, my mystery baked goods will have to wait until dinner.
Adrian: I'll cook.
Colleen: Well, that's an offer I can't refuse. I'll see you later. I love you. Bye.
Heather: Hi, Colleen.
Colleen: Hey, what's up?
Heather: Did Adrian tell you I'm in his class?
Colleen: No way, really?
Heather: Really. I mean, it was-- it was pretty crazy. The entire class was different last night. I mean, even the, uh, aging frat boy that generally texts the entire class put his phone down.
Heather: Adrian's an amazing teacher.
Colleen: I know. He makes art this living, breathing thing.
Heather: Yeah. Really, I mean, one second we were talking about Romanesque architecture, the next minute, seamlessly, we're talking about the clergy who prayed in 'em, the people who built 'em, how it integrates the fabric of society--
Colleen: You should be really careful, because you're gonna give up law for art history.
Heather: No. No. I, uh, that's pretty doubtful. I was feeling really guilty actually about taking the class. 'Cause I don't really have time for extra anything, but I gotta tell you, last night, even my inner workaholic shut up.
Colleen: I have the definitive book on Romanesque structures.
Heather: Can I borrow it?
Colleen: Of course.
Colleen: Um, and I just wanted to say thank you for yesterday--the Mr. Soup on my $2,000 suit guy.
Heather: Oh, yeah. Him. Well, no problem. I actually waitressed through undergrad, so... I know how tough it can be. I have some pretty bad stories. Anyway, since then, I've been an excellent tipper.
Colleen: Well, thank you on behalf of waitresses everywhere.
Heather: I'm glad I could help.
Colleen: I just have to go check on my to-go order, so...
Heather: Oh, sure. I could use some coffee, actually.
Heather: I'll come.
Michael: I need to go right away.
Lauren: You wanna go sit out-- okay, be nice.
Michael: Ms. Stevens.
Lauren: Good morning, you two. Um, you want some coffee?
Michael: Sure. No news from the court of appeal?
Michael: I was hoping to hear sooner than later. You know, a ruling for Phyllis Newmanís--
(Cell phone ringing)
(Cell phone ringing)
Michael: Michael Baldwin.
Heather: Heather Stevens.
Michael: Yes, Phyllis Newmanís ruling? That's right.
Heather: Please call me immediately.
Michael: Yeah, fax me at home.
Heather: Okay, thank you. Bye.
Michael: Thank you. You heard?
Heather: 3:00 for the ruling?
Michael: 3:00 it is.
Heather: Okay. Excuse me.
Nick: Mommy is gonna be so excited to see you. (Gasps)
Nick: There she is!
Phyllis: Oh, my gosh! Look at you! Look at you! You are so big!
Nick: Say, "Hi, Mommy."
Phyllis: She doesn't remember me, I don't think.
Nick: Yeah, of course she does.
Phyllis: You're a pretty girl. Hi, pretty girl. Hey! How are you? Oh... so cute! I should be giving you gifts.
Nick: Well, she insisted she had to see you. How could I say no to this face?
Phyllis: Oh, hi, Sweetie!
Nick: There you go.
Phyllis: Oh, my gosh! Hey! Look at you! You are such a pretty girl.
Nick: Just like her mommy.
Phyllis: Daddy's the best, isn't he?
Phyllis: Here. Daddy is the best.
Nick: You're okay. You're okay.
Phyllis: Here you go. Here, she wants you.
Nick: It's okay.
Phyllis: Go ahead.
Nick: It's okay.
Woman: Mrs. Newman?
Nick: It's okay.
Woman: Emergency fax from your lawyer.
Phyllis: Oh, okay, thank you.
Nick: What kind of an emergency?
Phyllis: I don't know. "Phyllis, there will be a ruling on your appeal at 3:00 P.M. I'll be up to see you. Try to stay calm. Michael." Stay calm? Stay calm? How could I stay calm?
Nick: Well, this-- this is it, Phyllis.
Phyllis: Yeah, this is it. This is everything.
Phyllis: Hey, Sweetie.
Nick: It's okay.
Michael: You know, there were a lot of errors made during that trial-- that videotape that came in so late, the juror who changes her mind. That was a freak show.
Lauren: So on a scale to one to ten, I mean, what do you think? What are your chances? Truth.
Lauren: Five? Five? That's it?
Michael: Most jury verdicts are upheld-- it's as simple as that. I already let Phyllis down once. It doesn't surprise me that I did it again.
Lauren: You know, you really have to stop blaming yourself. You did everything possible.
Michael: Well, evidently not. Or she wouldn't be in prison.
Lauren: Oh, thank you!
Lauren: Appreciate it.
Michael: Eating for two?
Lauren: Aren't you funny? No. It's Nick's birthday. He and Summer are coming over.
Michael: But they're at the prison visiting Phyllis. He won't wanna leave. Mm. Although, that might not be up to him.
Lauren: That's right. Visiting hours.
Lauren: So, the next best place for him to be is with us.
Michael: Yeah. If we win, it's a party. If we lose... he's not alone.
Lauren: What about you? Care to join us?
Michael: Uh, depends on what Phyllis wants me to do. If she wants me to stay, I'll stay. If not, I'll go home. Uh... I can't believe I let this happen. All right, uh... please make sure there's paper in the fax machine, all right?
Phyllis: This could be a happy birthday, or a really (Whispers) crappy (Normal voice) birthday.
Nick: Well, at least, uh... at least we'll know.
Phyllis: Right. I was talking to some of the ladies in the cafeteria about my appeal, and they weren't too hopeful.
Nick: So other inmates? That's your source?
Phyllis: They have experience.
Nick: Hmm. Well, you can look at it like this-- either way, it's gonna all be over-- the not knowing.
Phyllis: Yeah. It's not really that easy. You know? Because you have a lot of time to think here. You sit on your bunk, you do the laundry, and you drink the bad, bad coffee. And you sit and think and you hope and that's all you do. And by 3:00, we either win or we lose. And if we lose, I have no more hope. And without that, I've lost everything. I have nothing.
Maggie: If they hadn't settled that lawsuit, there wouldn't be a store that carried Jabot Cosmetics.
Jeff: Tragic the woman died. Good thing nobody else was hurt.
Maggie: Well, no other fatalities. A little girl burned her arm and, um, well, your brother's wife was injured.
Maggie: Yeah, I-I believe she had a burn on her forehead. Why are you so interested in this case?
Jeff: When William and I were kids, we had a special sign for each other if we needed help. A box of matches. There was a box in the package he sent me. I've been trying to figure out what he needed my help with that was so important after all these years. When I heard the details of the case, I thought that might be it.
Maggie: I'm almost positive he knew who did it, but, um... he couldn't communicate with us because of his stroke.
Jeff: Must've been so frustrating.
Maggie: Yeah. That's why I'm--I'm committed to solving this case for your brother.
Jeff: I know it would mean a lot to him.
Gloria: Yes, can you tell me if Jeffrey Bardwell is still registered with you? Oh, he is? Oh, great. No. No message, but thank you. I knew it. He's still in town.
Kevin: Mom, would you sit down? You're gonna burn a hole through the floor.
Gloria: And I think he's playing some kind of game with me.
Kevin: Like what?
Gloria: Like he knows that I'm the one who tampered with that cream. I mean, why would William send him all these childhood things? They didn't even speak, supposedly. And why would he send him a jar of cream? I mean, it's ridiculous. I think Jeffrey made the whole thing up to get a reaction out of me.
Kevin: Okay, Mom, look, look, look, I-I know that you're always gonna be looking over your shoulder about this thing, but-- but stop and think. If he knew about it, he would've turned you in by now.
Gloria: All right, but just for argument's sake, what if he suspects me?
Kevin: And what if you're just being paranoid?
Gloria: All right, answer me this, smart guy. Why is he still in town? He has no family. He has no business. He has no reason at all.
Heather: This architecture is just amazing.
Heather: You know, for about a second in high school, I was convinced I was gonna be an architect. It was right in the middle of my Ayn Rand phase. Uh, after I read her book--
Colleen: "Atlas Shrugged."
Colleen: I was obsessed
Heather: Oh, my gosh! Yeah, me, too. I grew up in New York and it was kind of a tough neighborhood so I related to her survival of the fittest.
Colleen: Get out, I'm a New Yorker, too.
Colleen: Yeah. Wait, best pizza?
Heather: Rayís. Of course.
Colleen: Yep. Mm-hmm.
Heather: Best hot dog?
Colleen: Oh, Gray's Papaya. Here's a toughie--best cannoli?
Heather: Veniero's! Definitely.
Colleen: East 11th street.
Colleen: And don't get me started on the boutiques in Soho.
Heather: Oh, my God, clothes to die for.
Heather: A little out of my price range.
Colleen: Yeah, mine, too.
Heather: You know what? Seriously, I think we might be twins separated at birth.
Colleen: Well, I'm a humble undergrad and you're a D.A., but, uh, thanks for the compliment. You know what? There's a book here that details the salvaged church columns. Where did I last see it?
Heather: You know, I really appreciate your help.
Colleen: Oh, of course. Where is it? Oh! Here we go!
Heather: Is that yours?
Colleen: Um, no, it's Adrianís. Why?
Heather: Um... it just--it looks exactly like one that belonged to my roommate. The one that committed suicide.
Kevin: He--he finds the people of Genoa City to be very friendly. Uh--uh, great cheese? Oh, oh, he likes the comforter in his room at the Athletic Club.
Gloria: All right, enough!
Kevin: I can think of 100 more reasons why the guy is still in town.
Gloria: Can you please take this seriously for one minute?
Kevin: I'm not mocking you, Mom. I'm just trying to get you to realize that the guy probably doesn't have an ulterior motive, okay?
Lauren: Oh, hey, Kevin. Can you help me here?
Lauren: Thanks. Here. Appreciate it.
Lauren: Where's Fen?
Gloria: The little angel's sound asleep
Kevin: Party supplies, huh?
Lauren: Uh, yeah, I'm just having a little get together for Nick. It's his birthday.
Lauren: You two are welcome to stay if you'd like.
Kevin: Uh, I canít. I have to go see Jana.
Gloria: And I a business meeting at the club.
Lauren: Okay. Well, I'll just go put this in the kitchen.
Lauren: I'll see you two later.
Kevin: All right. Well, maybe your meeting will help you get your mind off of Jeff.
Gloria: I am going to find out why Jeff is still in town.
Nick: All right, let's talk about something other than judges, rulings. Our family is growing.
Phyllis: Really? It's growing? I don't think I'm gonna get pregnant in here. Unless...
Nick: Yeah, I was talking about my sister.
Phyllis: Oh. She must be very pregnant by now, right?
Nick: Yes. And J.T. proposed to her. She said yes.
Phyllis: Oh, good for her. Anything's a step up from Brad Carlton.
Nick: Yeah, she's really happy right now.
Phyllis: I'm so glad she's happy. What else? Tell me what words supergirl has said.
Nick: Okay, well, we have, uh, "Mama," of course.
Nick: The always popular "Dada."
Nick: "No-no" is Noah. And "Tee-tee," for some reason, is applesauce.
Woman: Mrs. Newman? Regular visiting hours are over.
Phyllis: Um, well, wait a second, my appeal is coming down and I want my husband to be here.
Nick: Yeah, and I wanna be here.
Woman: It's against policy. When I return, please be gone, Mr. Newman.
Phyllis: (Sighs) great.
Nick: Not really the birthday present I was looking for.
Phyllis: Right. Well, you know, she's following her orders. The rules-- everybody follows the rules here. What now?
Nick: Well, I'm gonna go home and take Summer to Lauren, and then, if we win, I'll come back here and bring you home.
Phyllis: And, um... if we lose?
Phyllis: Here. All right, Sweetie.
Nick: Come on, baby girl.
Phyllis: Here you go. This is for you! I know!
Nick: Say, "Thank you, Mama."
Phyllis: I love you. I love you. I love you.
Nick: I love you.
Phyllis: Do you want one of these?
Nick: Okay. Mmm. Yum. Yeah, I see why you like those, Summer.
Nick: I'll take that. Here we go.
Nick: Say, "Bye-bye, Mama."
Phyllis: Bye, baby! Bye, sweetie! Bye.
Nick: Say, "Bye-bye." Say, "See ya soon."
Gloria: Good afternoon.
Jeff: Thank you. Hey, Gloria.
Gloria: (Gasps) Jeffrey.
Jeff: I'm sorry. Did I scare you?
Gloria: No, I was just a million miles away. Nice to run into you.
Jeff: Oh, you didn't come in here just to see me? I'm crushed.
Gloria: Actually, I'm meeting a business associate. And, uh... he's right there.
Gloria: But maybe we can visit after I'm done?
Jeff: Absolutely. I'll be here waiting.
Jana: Hey, look...
Jana: Remember this?
Kevin: Oh, yeah.
Jana: "Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance." From the prison library.
Kevin: Nice. What did you mark?
Jana: Parts I want to re-read. The book's very deep, isn't it?
Kevin: Yeah. Yeah. Well, so are you.
Jana: You know, I have a map in my cell. I'm--tracing the trip that they took in the book. I hope to take the same trip with you someday. I know it's a fantasy--
Kevin: Look, look, look, um... I have a plan to get you out of here.
Jana: That's very sweet, but you've got two jobs and a family--
Kevin: Uh, hello, computer genius in the house. I'm gonna create a web site.
Jana: Well, how's that going to help?
Kevin: Well, they wouldn't let me bring my computer to show you, so I brought something else. Here, have a seat. Okay... so I'm gonna post all this information about what happened to you-- your illness, the effects of it, everything. And then I'm gonna do the medical research to explain how brain impairment can result in violent activity. And then there's gonna be an online petition.
Jana: What, for people to sign?
Kevin: Yeah, yeah, supporting you. But get this, the best part is, I'm gonna have medical experts review your case. They can testify at your hearing.
Jana: Kevin, I'm... I'm not innocent.
Kevin: Yes, you are. Your tumor isn't, okay? You had no control over what your tumor made you do.
Jana: I was watching the telly... and this advert came on-- I don't even know what it was they were selling, but it was one of those... family reunions, you know? And all the children come round to their parent's houses and its all fun and hugs and laughter. And then... I think about Carmenís parents. They don't want to hear about my tumor, Kevin. Their daughter's gone. And as far as they're concerned, I'm the one who took her away from them.
Kevin: Look, don't do this to yourself, okay?
Jana: The other day... in the cafeteria, I caught myself staring down at my food tray and... I was trying to imagine what it would be like to set the table and realize that my daughter wouldn't be coming home for the holidays.
Kevin: Jana, please--
Jana: Wouldn't be coming home ever. Would I keep the setting, or would I put it away? Would I allow myself one, warm, wonderful moment for the rest of my life, knowing that she would never share it? These are the thoughts that haunt me.
Kevin: I understand. I do. Um...
Kevin: What if... what if you ever wanna do something, like, really great in your life? Maybe something for them? How are you gonna do that if you're locked away? Am I right? Or am I right?
Jana: What, are those my only two choices?
Kevin: Yeah. When we go to court, we are going to win.
Michael: Thank you very much. Oh. I didn't expect to find you here.
Jana: You here for Phyllis? We've become friends, you know?
Michael: Uh, look, uh, she'll be here any moment, and I would appreciate it if you two vacated the premises. Give us a little privacy, huh?
Jana: Did something happen?
Kevin: What's up?
Michael: Uh, vacate starting now, I meant.
Colleen: Hey, you feeling a little better?
Heather: Yeah, I think so. I just--I-I don't understand why this is here. I mean, this is Macey's.
Colleen: It's something you would find in a souvenir shop. I'm sure there are thousands of them--
Heather: No, no, do you see where this chip is right here?
Heather: Okay, that's from when we were in college and these--these guys came over Nerf hoops. And it got knocked over and she was so upset. It's from a souvenir shop. Yes, it's from Rome. She did a semester abroad there. She always wanted to go back.
Adrian: Hello, Heather.
Heather: I was, um... I was just telling Colleen how this used to be my roommateís.
Colleen: Heather thinks that this figurine is her roommate's, but I don't see how that possibly could--
Adrian: It is.
Heather: Macey gave it to you?
Adrian: No. Her parents did. Uh, after her death. It was their way of thanking me for trying to help with the situation.
Lauren: Summer? Fen has been looking forward to seeing you all day. So you wanna hang with his bad self in his crib?
Lauren: Sorry. I'm so white.
Nick: It's okay.
Lauren: So, how's Phyllis?
Nick: Uh, she's freaked.
Lauren: Yeah, Michael just called. He's still with her.
Nick: Oh, good. It's been really hard on her.
Lauren: Yeah, but... she had to love seeing Summer, right?
Nick: Yeah, but I think in some ways, it made it worse. You know, she's probably thinking, uh, is this how I'm gonna see my kid grow up? From her first tooth to learning her "A-B-C's"? And at what point is she just gonna start holding her arm out for Daddy? Because Daddy's the one who's always there. Daddy sings to her at night.
Lauren: All right, don't do this.
Nick: You'd do it, too.
Lauren: Probably. Maybe not as dramatic, but... I just want you to know that... whatever happens, you're not alone.
Michael: At 3:00, the court of appeals issues all of its rulings and orders for the day. People vs. Newman is one of them.
Phyllis: And--and it's-- it's just--it's a yes or no?
Michael: It's always a yes or no.
Phyllis: Yes. Okay.
Michael: Could be a short yes, a long no, or anything in between.
Phyllis: Yeah. How are you gonna find out?
Michael: Well, if I'm at home, I'll get a fax. If I'm here, I'll get a call.
Phyllis: I don't want you here.
Michael: Are you sure?
Phyllis: Yeah, yeah. Mm-hmm.
Michael: Okay, yeah, I'll go home. Nicholas is there anyway.
Phyllis: Good. Good.
Michael: They'll let us call you.
Phyllis: Good, good, good. What are my chances?
Michael: Reasonable. I mean, we came very close to having a mistrial declared. The panel could decide that it's a prudent thing to reverse. Have the prosecutor try your case again.
Phyllis: Mm-hmm. And I could be convicted again.
Michael: Or she could not ever try you again.
Michael: I mean, that's an option.
Phyllis: Right. Yeah. Right. That is. Right. Um, okay, what about not on the law?
Michael: Well, you know, all this press-- it concerns me.
Phyllis: You mean with Nick and his ex-wife?
Michael: That's just the tip of the iceberg. A lot of Newmans in the news lately. You know, the right profile for something like this is low, lowest, non-existent.
Phyllis: You know, it doesn't matter whatever the Newman story du jour is. It doesn't matter. I'm stuck here.
Michael: Look, judges are just people in black robes. They can be influenced by the media and not even realize it. I mean, they make mistakes. We're hoping that this appeals court decides that your trial judge made so many mistakes that they see no other choice but to reverse.
Phyllis: And if they don't? What next?
Michael: You know, there's the state supreme court, a habeas writ, or there's always the governor.
Phyllis: Well, what are my chances there?
Michael: Not great.
Phyllis: Oh, good, good. Okay, that doesn't matter. That doesn't matter. So when--when the appeals court says yes, when they say yes, when do I get to go home?
Michael: Processing could take a few hours--
Phyllis: A few hours? I could be home tonight.
Michael: You could be, yes.
Phyllis: Oh, I could be home tonight. I could be home tonight.
Jeff: The meeting went well?
Gloria: Oh, yes, very well. Thank you. You see, they are expanding my Perfume on the Glo line that I created-- new charms, new scents. It's fabulous.
Jeff: You've made quite a name for yourself at Jabot, haven't you?
Gloria: Yeah, I guess I have. And I gotta confess, it feels great.
Jeff: I have to confess something, too.
Jeff: I've been lying to you. That story I told you about my estrangement from William?
Gloria: Mm. When you were separated at five?
Jeff: That was true. But our parents weren't the reason we didn't get along. The truth was too painful to admit in a roomful of my brother's friends.
Gloria: You can tell me.
Jeff: We reunited when we were adults. We were still totally different, buttoned down guy and fun-loving guy. At least that's the way I thought of us. But... it was okay. I mean... (laughs) turned out will had a fun side, too.
Gloria: Don't I know it?
Jeff: We'd, uh, hang out together, shoot pool, play baseball. Then I met this... incredible woman. I thought she was the love of my life. Which was great. Until... Will got to know her, and he felt the same way.
Gloria: Yeah? What happened?
Jeff: She fell for my brother and they were eventually married.
Gloria: I thought that they were high school sweethearts.
Jeff: No. That was the official story the agent put out, so that people would "Take it from Miranda," her column, at face value. I-I couldn't handle seeing them together, so I moved away. I don't think I ever got over it. William tried to contact me, um, letters, packages, but I never responded.
Gloria: I'm glad you told me.
Heather: I was telling Colleen about what an amazing teacher you are. Now I see why Macey always raved about your classes.
Adrian: I'm honored.
Heather: You know, we should do this again sometime. I had a lot of fun.
Colleen: Yeah, I'd love to. And, uh, good luck with your ruling thing this afternoon.
Heather: Thank you. I'll see you later.
Colleen: I didn't wanna say anything in front of her, but what's the real story?
Jana: Um, Phyllis? Do you have a sec?
Phyllis: Uh, not really.
Jana: Because, um... I wanted to give you this. It's, um, it's for that photo of your adorable baby.
Phyllis: Thank you. That's--that's--that's sweet. Thank you very much. Thanks.
Jana: You seem distracted.
Phyllis: No, I'm not. I'm--I'm just, um... doing some stuff. My appeal-- we find out at 3:00.
Jana: You're nervous?
Phyllis: No, I'm fine.
Jana: Really? Because, I mean, the waiting-- it's just torture, you know, sheer agony, not knowing if you're going to taste freedom or abandon hope.
Phyllis: No, no, no, freedom. Freedom is what I'm going to taste. Freedom all the way. That's--thatís...
Lauren: Fen, do you want one? It's good. Yeah, you want some?
Lauren: Do you want a sandwich?
Nick: Uh, no, I'm good, thanks.
Lauren: Yeah? Drink? Poker? I mean, there's gotta be something I can do for you.
Nick: I'm fine, thank you.
Michael: Hey. Oh! Happy birthday, Nick. I'm guessing you'd, uh, rather hold off on the celebratory cake a little longer?
Nick: I'd ask how Phyllis is doing, but I already know. She's a mess, right?
Michael: Yeah, she doesn't even want me there when the, uh, ruling comes down. So, uh... is there paper in the fax?
Lauren: It's ready to go.
Michael: Ready to go.
Michael: Yes, Sir.
Adrian: It's a photo from a class trip. Macey's the one on the right.
Colleen: She's pretty.
Adrian: Yeah. And too young to die. Oh, it'll haunt me for the rest of my life.
Colleen: Hey, none of that was your fault.
Adrian: I could've done something sooner. What I did do was too little too late. So I keep this... as a reminder to always do the right thing.
Gloria: And he also said that he understands why William was in love with me. Because I'm beautiful and I'm smart and lots of other adjectives. And he's staying in town because of me. Isn't that nice?
Kevin: Woman, you are certifiable.
Kevin: A few hours ago you were all freaked out because you thought the guy was onto you. Now with a couple flattering words, you've forgotten all about that?
Gloria: Oh, come on, Honey, give me some credit. I can be flattered and still keep an eye on him.
Kevin: Mom, you get taken in very easily. You know, and I got all this Jana stuff to worry about. I don't wanna have to worry about you, too, okay?
Gloria: Oh, you don't have to worry about me, Bubby. I know men. His compliments were sincere.
Kevin: Mom, you barely know this guy.
Gloria: That's right. That's why I have to spend lots of time with him, to find out if he does have ulterior motives.
Kevin: No, no, I don't buy that he's suddenly taken an interest in your brains and your beauty. Sorry. If I were you, I'd stay away from the guy.
Jana: Um, Phyllis, I was thinking--
Phyllis: Yeah, can you do that over there?
Jana: Well, I was actually thinking about weddings. You know, I could be a Mrs. Jana Fisher one day.
Phyllis: Yeah, yeah.
Jana: And we could do it right here in the prison!
Phyllis: Oh. Yeah, I-I really need to concentrate.
Jana: God, I have this wonderful idea! Right, you, Phyllis, could be my matron of honor!
Phyllis: Ah. Yeah. Listen, can--can I be honest with you? I-I don't want to be your matron of honor. I don't wanna be your friend. I don't wanna be your pal, your bridesmaid. I don't wanna walk your dog. I don't wanna do anything. The only thing I want is to, uh, say, "Bye, have a nice life" when I walk my butt out of here tonight.
Nick: Fen, here you go.
Michael: Uh, Nick? I want you to know that what--whatever happens--
Lauren: (Gasps) he took a step!
Lauren: Oh, it's okay! It's okay! You just took a step!
Nick: Baldwin, don't just stand there, go get the video camera!
Lauren: Do it again!
Michael: The camera!
Lauren: It's okay. Oh, my goodness!
Michael: The camera!
Lauren: You did so well!
Michael: Where did I put the camera? I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it!
Nick: Fen took a step.
Lauren: You took a step! Oh!
(Fax machine whirring)
Michael: That's it. That's it.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
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Paul: That I'm the father who rejected her?
David: Why Carmen? What did she ever do to you?
Nikki: When you start looking for a husband, you make sure he loves you.
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