Y&R Transcript Wednesday 10/31/07

Y&R Transcript Wednesday 10/31/07 -- Canada; Thursday 11/1/07 -- U.S.A.


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Michael: Hey.

Lauren: What?

Michael: You look cold.

Lauren: No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Michael: Well, here, look, why don't we, uh, put this throw on you, just in case.

Lauren: Okay. Thank you. All right. All right. Thank you.

Gloria: And why don't I make you something to eat?

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: I'm not hungry. Thanks, though.

Kevin: Uh, translation-- the surgeon general has determined that your cooking is hazardous to a person's health.

Gloria: Ha ha ha ha ha.

Michael: What do you want, Sweetie?

Lauren: You know what, you two? Uh, you three, do whatever you want. I'm really not hungry.

Kevin: I'm fine. I have to go to the coffeehouse, work on the books.

Gloria: Honey, Honey, can't that wait until tomorrow?

Kevin: No, not really. I'm pretty far behind.

Gloria: Sweetie, I just thought we'd all spend the evening together. After all, we came so close--

Michael: All righty.

Lauren: She doesn't have to watch what she's saying. I'm not gonna fall apart.

Gloria: I know that. I just meant that wouldn't it be nice if we all sat down and had a--

Michael: Gloria, just--just stop while you're ahead.

Gloria: Yes, Michael.

(Cell phone ringing)

Gloria: Excuse me. Hello?

Jeff: Hi, it's Jeff.

Gloria: Hello, Jeff.

Jeff: I heard about the collapse. How's your daughter-in-law?

Gloria: Um, she's hanging in.

Jeff: That must've been a nightmare for all of you.

Gloria: Yeah, it was. But, um, we're all fine now.

Jeff: Well, glad to hear that. Then I won't feel bad about asking you. Um, you busy?

Gloria: What did you have in mind?

Jeff: Well, how would you feel if I came by with something for Lauren and then took you out to dinner?

Gloria: That sounds nice.

Jeff: Great. Then I'll swing by in, um... half an hour?

Gloria: Perfect. My brother-in-law, Jeffrey, is taking me to dinner.

Lauren: What?

Michael: Oh!

Kevin: Are you kidding?!

Michael: You call him up right now and you tell him you changed your mind.

Gloria: Why should I?

Lauren: Because the last I heard, he suspected you of contaminating the cream.

Gloria: Well, even if he does, he's got no proof.

Michael: All right, you listen to me. If you like playing with fire so much, you join the girl scouts.

Gloria: Oh, stop it! Stop it! Everybody, I'm not gonna marry him! And besides, I could use a night out. And, Michael, wouldn't you like a little time alone with Lauren?

Michael: Not if it means spending it worrying about whether you'll incriminate yourself accidentally or not.

Gloria: You have that little faith in me?

Michael: In him.

Gloria: If Jeffrey Bardwell wants to waste his time telling me how fabulous I am, I'm not gonna spoil his fun.

Cane: Okay. All right, thanks for calling.

Jill: Good news, I hope.

Cane: Yes and no. The cleanup's moving slowly, but at least they haven't found any more victims.

Jill: Well, that is great news.

Cane: Yep. But I can't rest until I find out how it happened, Mum.

Jill: Didn't you say you suspected that--

(Cell phone ringing)

Cane: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please hold that thought. Ugh!

Jill: Who is it?

Cane: It's this reporter from "The Chronicle." He keeps calling. I tell him to buzz off, but he won't take no for an answer.

(Doorbell rings)

Jill: I'll get it.

Cane: You know, the thing I don't like is that I understand the freedom of speech thing, but they throw accusations without a shred of evidence.

Jill: Detective Sullivan.

Maggie: Can I come in?

Jill: Of course.

Maggie: I'd like to, um, ask you a few questions, if you don't mind.

Jill: Not at all.

Maggie: About, um... about the leak to the press. You know?

Jill: What leak to the press?

Maggie: About Senator Abbott? How he's a person of interest in Ji Min's homicide? You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

Cane: Are you... accusing my mom of something, Detective?

Maggie: I just asked a question.

Jill: You know, it seems that you would welcome that story being in the paper.

Cane: Yeah, I agree. I would've thought that having more light shed on Jack Abbott would actually help your case.

Maggie: Maybe you leaked that item to the press, Mr. Ashby.

Cane: And why would I do that?

Jill: My son had nothing to do with it.

Maggie: Mm. He might have reason to nudge it along.

Cane: Oh, and now you're accusing me of something? Okay.

Maggie: No, no. So neither one of you had anything to do with the leak to the press?

Cane: You see, we understand that this is very important, but we were hoping you would understand that right now we're trying to solve or figure out what happened in a disaster.

Maggie: Of course.

Cane: And I would've thought that you being there of all people, might understand that.

Maggie: If you think of anything... that might be, um, useful, you know where to find me.

Jill: Good night, Detective.

Cane: I'll get the door for you.

Maggie: Thank you.

(Door closes)

Jill: What?

Cane: I can't believe you leaked the story, Mum.

Jill: Every single morning I wake up, praying for a resolution to this, and all I keep getting is the same old garbage, while the authorities have the truth staring them in the face. Cane... I lost the man I was gonna marry, and nobody seemed like they cared about justice. I got real tired of waiting. So I just gave 'em a little push in the right direction.

Heather: Maggie was telling me what it was like being trapped and... it sounds terrifying.

Paul: It's not really a great place if you're suffering from claustrophobia, I'll tell you that.

Heather: I would've panicked.

Paul: Worst thing you can do.

Heather: I just-- I can't imagine. How is it possible to stay calm? When you don't know if you're gonna get out or not get out?

Paul: It's instinct. It's self-preservation. The desire to stay alive. But if you do survive something like that, it gives you a-a new perspective on life. And it makes you really appreciate... you know, the little things that you always take for granted. Like having coffee with a beautiful, brilliant prosecutor.

Heather: Well, I can't believe you would've taken that for granted. Jeez!

Paul: But if you do survive, it makes you realize what matters the most.

Kevin: Well, little Fen is fast asleep.

Lauren: Oh, the advantages of being a toddler.

Gloria: Which earrings do we like better? Diamonds or pearls?

Kevin: Mm. I'd go with the costume ones. If your date is desperate enough for cash, he might try and rip 'em out of your ears.

Gloria: Honey, not everybody's after money.

(Knock on door)

Gloria: I'll get it. And everybody be nice.

Gloria: Well, hello again!

Jeff: Well, you look ravishing as always.

Gloria: Well, thank you, Jeffrey. Come in.

Jeff: Thank you. Lauren... these are for you.

Lauren: Oh! That's very thoughtful.

Jeff: I was so happy to hear that you made it out okay.

Lauren: Thank you. You know what? I'm gonna put these in water and turn in.

Michael: No, no, I got it. Here, I'll do it. I'll join you in a minute.

Lauren: Okay.

Gloria: Good night, Sweetie.

Jeff: Well, I don't wanna intrude. We should go. Um, but one of these days, I'd like to treat everybody to dinner, get to know your family.

Gloria: That would be nice, wouldn't it, Kevin?

Kevin: Yeah, sure, it would be great.

Jeff: Just let me know.

Kevin: I'm free now.  

Gloria: Honey, weren't you saying you had to work on the books at the coffeehouse?

Kevin: Yeah, but they'll be there tomorrow.

Gloria: Yeah, but you don't wanna fall behind.

Kevin: I'm already behind. What's one more day, right?

Michael: It's not like the boss is gonna fire him.

Gloria: You'll have to excuse Kevin. Sometimes he takes things too literally.

Kevin: Uh, Mom, he said he wanted to get to know us better.

Gloria: Yeah, but maybe not tonight.

Jeff: Tonight's fine. I'd be delighted to have you join us.

Kevin: See?

Michael: I'd go, but I don't wanna leave Lauren.

Jeff: Next time.

Gloria: Hmm.

Michael: Absolutely.

Jeff: Shall we?

Kevin: We shall.

Jill: There is something about that woman that I just don't like.

Cane: Really? Maybe it's her backhanded way of handing out accusations.

Jill: She was accusing you, too.

Cane: Mum, I really think she already knew that you leaked the story.

Jill: She was just here to gauge our reactions.

Cane: I think she had an agenda for turning up unannounced like that, don't you?

Jill: I still don't like her accusing you.

Cane: I suspect she thinks I had something to do with the garage collapse.

Jill: That is ridiculous!

Cane: Really? If I had pulled the plug on that sooner--

Jill: Cane, stop with the blame until we figure out what really happened.

Cane: You know, when I was underground with J.T. and Grandma, I learned a lot about life.

Jill: Any conclusions?

Cane: Live in the moment. And let go of negative thoughts.

Jill: I am so glad-- I am so glad you made it out of there alive. Just having you here, having you to talk to--

Cane: Yeah? Even when I give you unwanted advice?

Jill: Baby, I came so close to losing you, I'll take whatever I can get.

Heather: You know, I... I don't think I could've been as brave as you guys.

Paul: You know, you would be surprised what you can do when your life depends on it. And from what I've seen, you look like a pretty fearless lady.

Heather: Well, in a courtroom, maybe, but...

Maggie: Hey. I'm sorry I'm late. I had to take care of that press leak situation.

Paul: Oh. Well, Heather has been keeping me company.

Heather: Mm-hmm. But now that you're here, I will let you guys be.

Maggie: Okay.

Heather: Have a great night.

Maggie: Okay. Don't work too hard.

Heather: I'll try not to.

Maggie: (Laughs) that's the first time you've seen her since, um...

Paul: Clear Springs.

Paul: You know, the whole time we were talking, I just kept thinking, "That's my daughter and she doesn't even know it." I could've died down there and never told her.

Maggie: Yeah. And you're finally ready?

Paul: I always thought it was best that she didn't know the truth. But now I'm not so sure.

Michael: You're awake?

Lauren: You would be pretty freaked out if I wasn't.

Michael: But you'd be one hot sleepwalker.

Lauren: Oh, yeah. That's me.


Michael: You know, I could, uh... I could put on some quiet music. Or... or you know what? I know what I'll do. I'm gonna give you a backrub. That'll do the trick.

Lauren: You know what? That's not gonna work. I just took some anti-anxiety medication I had left over.

Michael: I'm surprised you're not knocked out.

Lauren: Soon.

Michael: Mm. Well, I could sing you a lullaby, but, uh, that would probably scare you even more.

Lauren: Well... it's our room. You know, it just, uh, it feels so small and the covers were smothering me.

Michael: Hey, hey, hey, hey, you're safe now.

Lauren: What if I'm not? I mean, what if... bad things are just meant to happen to me?

Michael: Me included?

Lauren: No.

Michael: Oh.

Lauren: Of course not. But every time I close my eyes, I am... trapped under the concrete in the dark. It's a nightmare only I'm still awake. Why is this happening? I mean, I know I'm safe here. I know that. But I'm frightened.

Michael: Come here.

Paul: Okay, so, wise one, what do you think I should do?

Maggie: You know where I stand.

Paul: When I was trapped I regretted not telling her.

Maggie: There's your answer. Having you as a father? She'd only have something to gain.

Paul: Maybe. Maybe she'd be better not knowing.

Maggie: Because?

Paul: She had a bad childhood. And somehow, despite all of that, she became this... incredible person. She was able to come to terms with her past. You know, maybe I have no right to mess with that.

Maggie: I know if it were me, I'd wanna know.

Paul: It'll dredge up some bad memories.

Maggie: Are you afraid she'll reject you?

Paul: No, no, it's not about me. I'm thrilled she lives in the same town. She considers me a friend.

Maggie: Yeah, but... you want the chance to be a dad to her.

Paul: I want that more than anything. I just don't know if I can drop that bomb on her. Not now. When she's finally found some happiness.

Cane: Hey, you.

Heather: Hey, yourself. Um, did you get that message?

Cane: Oh, I'm sorry I didn't call you back.

Heather: Oh.

Cane: I've just got so much going on at the moment.

Heather: Oh, that's okay. Don't worry about it. I just, um, just wanted to call and let you know I was thinking about you. How's your grandmother doing?

Cane: She's good. She's good. You can't slow that lady down.

Heather: Good.

Cane: So what are you doing now? Why don't you join me for a drink?

Heather: Work out? Drink with you? Work out? Drink with you? No contest.

Cane: Oh, well, enjoy your workout then.

Heather: (Laughs)

Cane: So, uh, do you always work out this late?

Heather: Um... yeah. I mean, usually. I think it helps relieve stress from the day.

Cane: Mm.

Heather: And I'm definitely not sleeping tonight. I've got way too much on my mind.

Cane: Join the club.

Lauren: I hate that you have to baby-sit me.

Michael: Hey... the babysitter-- that means I get to make the rules. That means you have to kiss me hard.

Lauren: Really?

Michael: Yeah.

Lauren: Where does it say that?

Michael: Oh, read your book.

Michael: Mmm.

Lauren: So you're not upset you have a head case for a wife?

Michael: Look... after going through what you did, if you didn't have problems, you would be crazy.

Lauren: I'm just so frustrated that I can't control these emotions, that's all.

Michael: Lauren, no one expects you to just shake off what you've been through and go on with your life as if it never happened.

Lauren: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Michael: It's just not the way.

Lauren: I'm just-- I'm so tired. I'm tired. I just--I thought I was gonna fall asleep standing up. I really did. That I was gonna drift off just like that.

Michael: Ah, you know what I'm gonna do?

Lauren: What?

Michael: I'm gonna get microwave popcorn and then I'm gonna fish out "The African Queen."

Lauren: "The African Queen"?

Michael: "The African Queen" Bogart and Hepburn. It's kinda like how I picture us.

Lauren: Oh, really? And so, uh... who's who? As if I don't know.

Michael: Well, of course, I'm the manly, brave stalwart one--Hepburn.

Lauren: (Laughs) I knew it!

Michael: Exactly. Exactly. Now... popcorn! Popcorn! Yes! (Chuckles)

Lauren: (Sighs)

Jeff: Michael's an attorney?

Gloria: Mm-hmm. The best defense lawyer in Genoa City, probably the state. Not that I'm prejudiced or anything.

Kevin: And his wife, Lauren, owns, uh, Fenmore's department stores.

Jeff: Ah. And you?

Kevin: I'm an entrepreneur. So that's enough about us. Mom here says that you decided to stay in town longer because of her?

Jeff: Yeah, that's true.

Kevin: Uh, well, something else you'll learn about us, Mr. Bardwell. We're blunt. So what are your intentions towards my mother?

Jeff: (Laughs)

Gloria: Kevin, please don't be rude. Jeffrey was kind enough to invite you along. Don't give him the third degree.

Kevin: Well, I wasn't trying to offend you.

Jeff: You didnít. And to answer your question, my intentions are to spend as much time with your mother as possible.

Kevin: Why?

Gloria: Kevin!

Jeff: Your mother is different from most women.

Kevin: Mm. Yes, this I know.

Jeff: Besides being sexy and gorgeous--

Kevin: Okay, thank you, that's--that's--that'll do it.

Jeff: She has a wonderful spirit. And she's a great listener.

Kevin: Who, her?

Gloria: (Scoffs)

Jeff: And Gloria cares about other people before herself.

Gloria: Why, thank you.

Jeff: So... I can't leave town. Your mother's cast her spell on me. The more I learn about her, the more I wanna know.

Jill: Cane?

Jill: Cane?

(Cell phone ringing)

Cane: Hang on a second. This is my mum. This is gonna be funny. Hang on. Hang on. Hey, Baby.

Jill: No, it's not baby. It's your mother.

Cane: Are you okay?

Jill: Well, this is gonna sound really silly, but, um... I just wanted to talk to you to make sure that you were safe.

Cane: You can't sleep, huh?

Jill: I don't think that sleep is gonna come real easy tonight.

Cane: Listen, um... I'm okay. Don't wait up. I'll, um... see you in the morning.

Jill: Okay.

Cane: That was my mum, checking up on me.

Heather: Well, I can't say I blame her for being a little vigilant.

Cane: Yeah. It feels good. You know, actually, it feels great. If feels great to have a parent out there. You know, I never really had a mom when I grew up.

Heather: I had a little bit of a hunch you didn't grow up here with Jill Abbott.

Cane: Oh, really?

Heather: Mm-hmm.

Cane: Were there, like, subtle clues or something?

Heather: Yeah, subtle ones, kinda like the accent.

Cane: I have an accent?

Heather: (Giggles)

Cane: Yeah, um... I was separated from my mum when I was a baby.

Heather: Who raised you?

Cane: My uncle in the outback. I didn't know Jill till I moved here to Genoa City, looking for my mum.

Heather: Wow, I'm kinda... I'm kinda like the mirror image.

Cane: Really? How so?

Heather: I grew up with my mom and didn't know my real dad.

Cane: See my uncle-- he was a decent bloke. But I always wondered what my mom would be like. You know? Were you like that with your dad?

Heather: Um, yeah, but... I-I didn't actually know that my stepfather wasn't my real father until I was... 13.

Cane: Really?

Heather: Yeah. My mother told me after he died. But it's--it's not like Robert was much of a father anyway, so... but, yeah, sure, after I found out, I definitely had this whole big fantasy worked out about him. You know, that he would come home one day and just show up at the door. And I'd open the door and he'd be tall and handsome. And he'd pick me up, and he'd say he was sorry for leaving me. And he'd twirl me around and hug me tight and promise that he'd never, ever leave me again.

Paul: Once I tell her, it's over. There's no turning back.

Maggie: And--and what's the worst that could happen?

Paul: I ruin her life again and she hates me?

Maggie: Yeah. She might thank you. You know, you might fill a void in her life.

Paul: You know, April and I were-- were just kids when Heather was born. I was in way over my head.

Maggie: Yeah, it doesn't make you a bad person.

Paul: We both decided that it would be better if April raised her alone.

Maggie: You should tell her that. You know, she seems like a pretty understanding woman.

Paul: Her whole life she thought her father rejected her. When she was a little girl, she dreamed that one day her father would come back and pick her up in his arms. And you know what I did? I didnít.

Maggie: Come here. I don't think you're giving her enough credit.

Paul: You know, if I thought for one minute that she'd understand or forgive--

Maggie: Honey, you're never gonna know unless you tell her.

Lauren: (Whimpering)

Michael: I'm sorry. Did I wake you up? Look, I can turn the volume down, Sweetie. I'm so sorry.

Lauren: It's Paul. Where--

Michael: What?

Lauren: We were in the rubble...

Michael: Okay, okay, hold on.

Lauren: He's dead.

Michael: Easy, easy, here, look, Sweetie? You're having a nightmare. It was just a nightmare. Hm?

Lauren: It felt so real. Maybe it's a sign. Maybe--maybe something's happened to him.

Michael: All right, look at me, look at me, look at me. You're here. Look--home. And you're safe. And Paulís safe, too. All right?

Lauren: But how do you know? How do you know?

Michael: I shall prove it. Here.

Michael: Hey, it's Michael. You busy?

Paul: Um, I'm just having coffee, uh, with-- how's Lauren?

Michael: Uh, this hasn't been easy for her.

Paul: Is there anything I can do?

Michael: You can talk to her. I think it would help to hear your voice. Hold on. Here.

Lauren: Hi.

Paul: What's up?

Lauren: I was having a nightmare and, um... we were back in the rubble and I was pretty sure you were dead.

Paul: Oh, no, I'm alive. I'm way too stubborn to die.

Lauren: It just... it felt so real. I...

Paul: You want me to come over and see you?

Lauren: Would you?

Paul: Hold on a second. Do you mind?

Maggie: Sounds like she needs you more than I do.

Paul: I'll be right there.

Lauren: Okay. Thanks.

Michael: All better?

Lauren: He's on his way. I... I've gotta pull myself together.

Michael: Come here. Let me help. Come on. Come here. Oh! I love you. I love you.

Lauren: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Cane: You see, I'd search the faces of all the women in the crowd-- thank you-- to see if any of the women had, like, my nose, my mouth, my smile. And I realized I had this picture of what my mum looked like. And then I realized later that I'd seen her and she's hanging inside the church where I-- where I'd go and she's on the wall in this painting.

Heather: One of the saints?

Cane: Uh-huh. Mary Mackillop--Mother Mary-- Mary of the Cross, Australiaís first native-born saint.

Heather: Oh, wow, yeah. You know, I'd say that's fairly normal, though. To idealize the parent that's missing.

Cane: Yeah.

Heather: I definitely did when I found out about my real dad. Then again, any guy would be, uh, ideal compared to my stepfather.

Cane: Why is that?

Heather: He was abusive.

Cane: I'm sorry.

Heather: No, no, it's okay. You know, we survived. No thanks to my real father, though. When I had found out about my biological father, I'd always hoped he would come back. You know, but he never did. And I realized it was because he didn't want us. You know, he didn't care that my stepdad had happened to us. And that's about when I started getting bitter and angry and resentful, so...

Cane: Well, I don't blame you for it.

Heather: Yeah, but I would sort of envision him as this bum on the side of the street, you know, having lost everything. Or this guy that was cold and hungry. Because that's what he deserved.

Cane: Did your mum ever talk to you about your dad, or...

Heather: Not really. She never mentioned one bad thing about him. But you know, in all those years, he didn't send one Christmas card. I mean, what--what sort of heartless person can do that? Well, I'm really glad we kept things light. I'm sorry.

Cane: That's okay. Yeah, but that was then. But, uh... what about now? Do you have-- have any desire to meet your dad, tell him how you feel?

Heather: No. None.

Cane: You know, for years, I convinced myself I didn't want to meet my mum. And then one morning, I woke up and I realized I needed to have an answer for that one all-consuming question.

Heather: Like, why Jill gave you up?

Cane: Yeah. Why my mum gave me up. And... the long story, short-- is that she was tricked. But I'm glad that I found my mum. Because now I know she's really a good person.

Heather: Well, I already know that my father is not a good person. So I couldn't care less who he is.

Michael: Here we go.

Paul: Ah, nothing like a cold brew to revive a dead man. Ha ha ha.

Lauren: All right. You being dead was not exactly funny to me.

Paul: Hey, look, I'm alive and kicking.

Lauren: Yes. I see that. I'm kind of embarrassed, you know, that I caused this.

Paul: Nonsense. You can call me any time. As you can see, I make house calls.

Michael: Tada!

Lauren: Very nice.

Fen: (Cries)

Michael: Oh!

Lauren: Oh!

Michael: Okay.

Lauren: Honey, do you-- can you...

Michael: Yes, I will go check up on Fenmore.

Lauren: Thank you. Um, I-I... I'm sorry I bothered you so late. Were you in the middle of something?

Paul: No, no, Maggie and I were just hanging out.

Lauren: Ah. So I ruined a date?

Paul: You know what? Don't be so hard on yourself. She's having, um, nightmares, too, about being trapped.

Lauren: Oh. So I guess I owe you a romantic dinner? I mean, for you and Maggie.

Paul: (Laughs)

Lauren: (Laughs)

Paul: Who said it was romantic?

Lauren: Really? Something going on with you two?

Paul: No, no, no, nothing like that.

Lauren: You don't seem yourself tonight.

Paul: Well, um... I had kind of an epiphany myself.

Lauren: How so?

Paul: The disaster made me think a lot about my life. You know, the... mistakes I've made, the regrets I have. The things that, uh... I haven't said.

Lauren: We've all made mistakes and have regrets.

Paul: True. But not everyone has a second chance to make things right.

Jeff: I hope, uh, Lauren can join us soon. She seems to be doing okay?

Gloria: Mm-hmm. Some good moments, some bad.

Jeff: Do they know what caused the collapse?

Kevin: Not yet. Could've been anything from an accident to sabotage.

Jeff: I can't imagine the kind of mind it would take to hurt innocent people that way.

Gloria: I agree. It's incomprehensible.

Jeff: Still, accidents do happen. I remember once when I was in school, there was this-- never mind.

Gloria: No, please, tell me.

Jeff: Well, there was this, uh, bully, Jackson Warner. He was always picking on my best friend, Zack. One day, um... I think we were in middle school, he went too far. Zack was, um, walking home on the railroad tracks and this jerk blocked his way, threatened to beat him up. Did everything he could to intimidate him.

Gloria: I hate people like that.

Jeff: I used to go home that way, so I ran across the two of them. Zack was almost in tears. I tried to put a stop to it, but he wouldn't back down. I warned him, but he wouldn't listen.

Kevin: So what happened?

Jeff: He came after me. I stepped aside. He, uh, fell off the embankment, broke both his arms, and was in casts for two months.

Gloria: That's awful.

Kevin: Yeah. You really gave it to that guy.

Jeff: Well, he deserved it. Actually, he mostly gave it to himself. Afterwards, though, I was kind of, you know, I felt kinda guilty. I mean, I wanted the guy to stop, I didn't want to hurt him.

Gloria: Of course you didnít.

Jeff: Plenty of people blamed me, though.

Gloria: You were just trying to protect your friend. I understand that.

Jeff: Really?

Gloria: Mm-hmm.

Jeff: Have you gone through something similar?

Gloria: No. But I bet I'd do the exact same thing you did.

Gloria: Well, thank you for a lovely evening and a beautiful dinner.

Kevin: Yes, thank you.

Jeff: My pleasure. I'll call you soon.

Gloria: Mmm.

Kevin: Mom, are you kidding me?

Gloria: What?

Kevin: You're so getting sucked in.

Gloria: (Laughs) no, I'm not.

Kevin: Then what was all the flirting about?

Gloria: Oh, he's a man. It helps him open up.

Kevin: All that praise he was lavishing on you? You don't think he was laying it on a little thick?

Gloria: I can't help it if Jeffrey Bardwellís taken with me.

Kevin: And your reaction to that ridiculous story he told?

Gloria: If you're gonna tell a lie, rehearse it.

Kevin: Oh. You thought he was lying, did ya?

Gloria: He couldn't look me straight in the eye. Dead giveaway.

Kevin: Really?

Gloria: Mm-hmm.

Kevin: Well, you're a good actress then. I thought you were eating up every last word.

Gloria: Yeah, but I'll give him credit. He's smooth.

Kevin: So you're not falling for this guy, right?

Gloria: And if Jeffrey Bardwell thinks he's good at playing people, he's got a big surprise coming. I'm better.

(Door opens)

Cane: So you waited up for me, huh?

Jill: The book didn't fool ya?

Cane: Uh, no. Oh, Mum!

Jill: Where were you?

Cane: I was, um... I was having drinks with Heather.

Jill: Heather?

Cane: Mm-hmm.

Jill: You like her?

Cane: As a friend. All right, I like her. Yeah, I like her.

Jill: Okay, Darling, maybe I'll be able to get some sleep now that I know you're safe.

Cane: Good night.

Jill: Good night.

Paul: Conflicted, torn, confused, ambivalent-- I think about it all the time now.

Lauren: I guess there's only really, um... one question you can ask yourself.

Paul: What's that?

Lauren: If--God forbid-- Clear Springs was tomorrow and it was your last day on earth, would you tell her?

Heather: Everything's great, Mom. Yeah, no, I love my work. And, um... I'm making friends. I even met a great guy. I know. I know. You said it. I'm happier than I've ever been. Moving was definitely worth it. Law school was definitely worth it. No, no, take your call. It's okay. I love you.

Paul: Hey, April, it's, uh, it's Paul. I hope I'm not calling too late. Yeah, I know. Too long. So, um, you heard about what happened in Clear Springs? No, I'm okay. Uh, I was lucky. Um... listen, the reason I'm calling is, uh, it's about Heather. No, no, no, no, she's fine. She's fine. But, um... I've been thinking a lot about this, and I-I think it's time for me to tell her the truth.

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

Neil: Why was J.T. Hellstrom working at that site?

Cane: Man needed a job.

Nick: If I find out that her company put Victoria in that bed, I am going to sue until there isn't any Chancellor Industries left.

Jack: I'm very grateful for your saving my life.

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