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Esther: Oh, you're still here.
Jill: Yeah, my business meeting was cancelled this morning, so I thought I'd catch up on some paperwork without distractions. Wow, you woke up late this morning. Must have been quite the birthday bash last night.
Esther: It was.
Jill: Get me a cup of coffee, will you, Esther?
Esther: I don't do that anymore, Jill.
Jill: (Sighs) What's different about you?
Esther: I don't know. Is there something?
Jill: You're almost glowing.
Esther: Am I?
Jill: Yeah, this birthday has taken years off your life. What is the secret of that?
Roger: (Yawns) Morning. So what's for breakfast?
Victor: By the way, I promised Abby that I would talk with you about flying out some of her friends from London for a wonderful weekend.
Ashley: (Laughs) She has twisted you around her little finger.
Ashley: Could you please just wait until she settles in at school?
Victor: Well, whatever you think. Now why did she not join us for breakfast?
Ashley: Because she's seeing Brad.
Victor: Mm. He must be happy about that.
Ashley: I think he'd be happier if she lived with him.
(Cell phone rings)
Ashley: Was that Adam again?
Victor: Yes, indeed.
Ashley: Why won't you talk to him?
Victor: Because, my darling, there's nothing more to say to him.
Adam: Hey, Dad, it's Adam, uh, again. Listen, they're taking me to the state pen today, prison, um, you know, with actual hard-core criminals. Please, call me back, come down here, something, please, please.
Neil: Well, that was, uh, fantastic. Excellent report, kiddo. I like it.
Ana: Thank you. Have you ever heard Martin Luther King speak?
Neil: The great Martin Luther King-- well, I was just a baby when he died.
Neil: I don't really remember the day he was assassinated, but throughout the years, I've heard many of his great speeches.
Neil: He was an incredible, remarkable man.
Tyra: Imagine if Martin Luther King was still alive and he could see Barack Obama get sworn into office.
Neil: Right. Tomorrow-- the biggest day in history, as far as I'm concerned.
Tyra: Definitely. And all the people that have sacrificed, you know, to make tomorrow possible...
Ana: I know about people making sacrifices.
Tyra: Oh, do you now?
Rafael: Looks like Anaís doing really well.
Karen: Well, it hasn't really been easy on her. I mean, she's terrified that her birth mother's gonna show back up and try to take her away.
Rafael: We'll make sure that doesn't happen.
Karen: I hope so. She needs a stable environment.
Rafael: Well, by all accounts, she's flourishing with you and Neil.
Karen: And you know what? We love having her with us, you know? And, in fact, I was gonna ask you, if--if Neil and I wanted to try and make this a more permanent situation, how would we go about adopting Ana?
Kay: Uh, ketchup right there on the table.
Man: Thank you, Marge.
Kay: Bon appťtit. Anything for you, Murphy?
Murphy: Nope, I'm good. Boy, I've never seen food come out of that kitchen faster.
Kay: Well, Joe Jr. just needed a little organization.
Murphy: Yeah, well, soon, you're gonna run the place.
Kay: I could have this place a franchise in six months.
Murphy: Oh, you've got visitors.
Amber: (Squeals) Good morning, Mrs. C.
Kay: Oh, Amber. Oh, hi, Sweetheart.
Amber: Oh! Oh.
Kay: And, uh, Daniel, right?
Daniel: Yeah, that's right.
Kay: Yeah, Daniel, uh, Amber, this is my friend Murphy.
Daniel: So, uh, you're crashing at his place?
Murphy: Uh, yes, she is. Nice to meet you.
Amber: Hi. It's, uh, it's nice to meet you, too. Oh, gosh, I was so excited to know you were here. I couldn't even sleep all night.
Pearl: Who are you hugging, Marge?
Kay: Uh, what?
Pearl: Don't tell me you handed over your tip money already.
Kay: Uh, come-- th--this is a dear, dear friend.
Pearl: Old classmate?
Amber: Um, Marge has been like a mother to me.
Murphy: Uh, Pearl, order's up.
Pearl: Couldn't do this job without you, Murph.
Amber: Um, why--why haven't you told people who you are?
Kay: Well, saying I'm Katherine Chancellor all the time seems to make everybody so unhappy, I-- and I feel so badly that I've asked you to lie--
Amber: No, no, you didnít. You're like the mother I wish I had.
Kay: Oh, Sweetheart.
Kay: Oh, yes, yes, yes.
Esther: Uh, okay. Well... (Chuckles) Excuse me. Here you go, Roger.
Roger: Beautiful place you have here.
Jill: Thank you.
Esther: Thank you. Um, cream and sugar?
Jill: I thought you didn't make coffee anymore, Esther.
Esther: Not for money.
Jill: Best not to give it away for free, Dear. Roger, is it?
Esther: Oh, where are my manners? Uh, Jill Abbott, Roger Wilkes.
Roger: Nice to meet you.
Jill: And what do you do for a living?
Roger: I'm an accountant. Sounds boring... (Chuckles) I know.
Esther: Not at all, no.
Jill: Where do you work?
Roger: I'm starting a new job at Chancellor Industries.
Jill: You are the new accountant that Cane hired?
Amber: We will tell the world who you are. I will call a press conference.
Murphy: Well, are you sure they'll come?
Amber: I am an authority on Katherine Chancellor. I helped her with her book. We will make t-shirts saying "She lives," and we--
Amber: Yeah, yeah, yeah, t-shirts, and then we'll make robocalls to the stockholders.
Daniel: If, uh, you can't remember, how--how-- how come you're so certain you're Katherine Chancellor?
Amber: Because she is, Daniel. I mean, what's wrong with you? Get with the program, all right?
Neil: So don't forget to call Phyllis, uh, about the menu for the "Restless Style" party.
Tyra: Oh, it's number two on the list. Don't worry. I got it.
Neil: I can always count on you.
Tyra: That you can, Mr. Winters.
Neil: Nice. So Ana said "Good-bye." She had to, uh, go to school.
Rafael: Huh. Today's a holiday.
Karen: Well, they had a special event down there, so...
Neil: All right, so what's going on?
Rafael: Well, I was just explaining to Karen the, um...
Karen: I was just asking Rafe what it would take to adopt Ana.
Neil: One second. Excuse me. Um, Honey, we, uh, we talked about this, didn't we?
Karen: I know, and--and you said that you would be open to it, so...
Neil: Yeah, I said I'd be open to it a little down the road, right?
Neil: We have to include Tyra in all our discussions.
Karen: No, no, absolutely, but before we involve her, don't you think we should know what it entails? And, Honey, the longer we wait, the longer she's gonna be in limbo. That little girl's gonna be in limbo.
Neil: (Sighs) Okay. Um, Rafael, what are you-- what are we looking at here?
Rafael: Well, the first step would be the termination of the rights of the birth parents.
Karen: Well, her father is unknown.
Rafael: Not a problem.
Neil: And what about Yolanda?
Rafael: Well, the whole process will be made easier by the fact that she's disappeared off the radar once again. Her behavior, her lack of communication-- it all fits a-a classic designation of abandonment.
Neil: She's neglected Ana all her life.
Rafael: Hmm. Termination of parental rights should be a matter of filing the paperwork at this point.
Karen: Honey, what do you think? I mean, look, in the least...
Neil: (Clears throat)
Karen: If we take this first step, Yolanda won't be able to show up out of the blue and just stake her claim on Ana.
Neil: Yeah, I, uh, I'll talk to Tyra.
Victor: You were second in your class at Harvard business school, part of the elite, destined to have a great future.
Adam: I got my own scholarships and student loans, but I worked every crummy job you can imagine to get there. I never needed anyone's help.
Victor: I respect that.
Adam: Thank you.
Victor: Mm-hmm. You're the kind of young man I'd hire immediately at Newman Enterprises if he came looking for a job.
Adam: I have a job.
Victor: Mm-hmm, at twice the salary.
Adam: I'll get there on my own.
Victor: But you'd get there faster with me.
Victor: What about the job offer?
Adam: Well, I told you I just got promoted at the bank. I got...
Victor: You would learn far more working at Newman Enterprises than you would working in an investment firm, I promise you.
Man: There's nobody listed here to see you. Are you sure you were expecting a visitor?
Adam: He'll come. He'll come.
Ashley: Adam is your son. You can't just abandon him.
Victor: My darling, my parental obligation ended when my son framed me for murder.
Ashley: (Sighs) Well, I agree with you. He's been disloyal, and he's definitely misguided, but he's still your son, your little boy.
Victor: You know how I feel about all this.
Ashley: You know, he's being transferred to a very dangerous place.
Victor: You don't think I know that?
Ashley: Well, a lot of people don't make it out of there alive. So if you have any doubts in your mind at all, you should call the D.A. Maybe it's not too late to put a stop to it.
Victor: I'll do what needs to be done.
Jill: Where's your friend?
Esther: Not that it's any of your beeswax, he had to go, but he said he would call me later.
Jill: Really? He's not gonna call, Esther.
Esther: You cannot bring me down, not today, Jill. I am too happy.
Jill: Are you out of your mind? You just met this man.
Esther: (Scoffs) You are not a good one to judge.
Jill: Look, I couldn't care less what you do in your private life, okay? But for God sake, to bring a complete stranger into our home? Do you not remember how dangerous that can be?
Esther: He had a good vibe.
Jill: Esther, that's probably what you said about your boyfriend Norman right before he murdered Katherineís husband Rex in this very room. Your bad choices in men are legendary.
Esther: You're just jealous because you have no one to play footsie with you. Mmm.
Clint: Where have you been? Start answering your phone.
Roger: Easy. It went beyond our expectations. I spent the night.
Clint: With Esther?
Roger: That's right.
Clint: Oh. We couldn't have planned this better.
Roger: Man, that mansion is packed with antiques. You hear from Marge?
Clint: Forget Marge. Change of plans. Esther owns half of that big wonkin' mansion and a wad of dough.
Roger: You want me to keep working her?
Clint: I want you to marry her.
Roger: Whoa, wait a minute. That wasn't the deal. You said you were gonna get Marge to impersonate Katherine Chancellor.
Clint: Marge is a liability. Esther's inheritance is our ticket to the Chancellor empire. I'll keep Marge away from Genoa City, no matter what it takes.
Kay: Pearl, I'm going to, uh, chat with my friends for a few minutes, okay?
Pearl: Sure, Honey. I'll cover.
Kay: Thanks. Okay. Now, Amber, I love your enthusiasm, but I think that t-shirts are-- well, they're really not necessary. Besides, I have a lawyer representing me in this case. Do either of you know, um, um, a Michael Baldwin?
Daniel: You remember Michael?
Kay: Yes. He was here the other day with his--his brother Kevin.
Daniel: Yeah, Kevin's a good friend of mine.
Kay: Well, he's one of the few souls that believes I am who I am, God bless him.
Amber: Kevin Fisher?
Kay: Yes, he, um, he, uh, got Michael to represent me pro bono.
Murphy: Yeah, he, uh, Kevin gave me the money to bail her out of jail.
Tyra: Okay, so Phyllis called, and she thinks that we should put up large posters from the "We love men" photo shoot.
Neil: Nice, nice. I like that. That shouldn't be a problem at all.
Tyra: Yeah, I think they'll look really good.
Ana: Is anybody gonna ask me how my special event went today?
Karen: Hey, how did it go?
Ana: Well, I got picked to do "I have a dream" speech.
Neil: Really? You read "I have a drea"-- well, congratulations.
Tyra: I'm proud of you, baby girl.
Karen: That's awesome.
Ana: Thank you.
Tyra: All that work. Are you hungry?
Ana: Well, I already told Miss Karen I would go to the house and have some lunch with her.
Neil: You gonna have some lunch with her?
Tyra: Oh, okay.
Karen: Well, shall we?
Tyra: See you later, baby.
Ana: Bye, mom. (Kissing sound) Bye, Mr. Neil.
Neil: Bye. Have a good time.
Karen: Bye, Sweetie. See you.
Neil: Bye, Honey. Mm. Drive safe, okay?
Tyra: Wow, she's doing so much better in school. What a difference.
Neil: Yeah, Karen and I have been, uh, discussing that.
Neil: We're concerned that Yolanda might show up and try to take Ana.
Tyra: Well, she can't take her out of her foster home.
Neil: Yeah, but she could cause problems.
Tyra: Okay, so what do you think we should do?
Neil: Well, Rafael is suggesting that we terminate Yolanda's parental rights.
Tyra: Okay, and then what? You and Karen are doing this so that you can adopt Ana, aren't you?
Jack: Is that my gorgeous niece? Tell her I said "Hello," please.
Ashley: Uncle Jack says "Hello." (Laughs) I will. Okay, I'll pick you up there. I love you, too, Honey. Bye-bye. She wanted me to remind you that you promised her tennis lessons.
Jack: I haven't forgotten. I'll call her later.
Ashley: Okay. Have you had a chance to look over my recommendations for the revitalization of our fragrance line?
Jack: Actually, first, I would like to talk to you about solidifying my position at Jabot. I think it's time we go public.
Ashley: (Sighs) Jack I know how you feel, and I'm waiting to hear from our lawyers. You know that.
Jack: I am not the problem at Jabot right now. You are.
Jack: Your living situation is compromising the company.
Ashley: You're kidding me, right?
Jack: I am not kidding.
Ashley: Oh, boy.
Jack: Ash, he's our biggest competitor. You're living with him. Talk about conflict of interest. So for the time being, just to protect the family company, perhaps I should be C.E.O. of Jabot.
Ashley: The public disgrace involving Dad's will, and, let me see, what else? Oh, yeah, the rampant rumors involving your sex addiction.
Ashley: No, no, and you're gonna suggest that--that I'm gonna make the company look bad? Really?
Jack: Surely, you're not naive enough to think that the stockholders are going to stand idly by while you and Victor become a team?
Ashley: I-- I see what you're saying, but I am perfectly capable of separating my business life from my personal life.
Jack: All I'm saying is I don't trust him.
Ashley: No, no, no, what you're saying is that you don't trust me. Now why is that, Jack? You don't think I'm smart enough? You don't think I'm--I'm aware enough to deal...
Jack: It isn't as though...
Ashley: With the situation? Is that what you're saying?
Jack: There hasn't been a good deal of history between the two of you.
Ashley: I can handle Victor. This is not an opportunity for you to swoop in and try to take control, so back the hell off. I mean it.
Abby: Isn't he the most awesome horse you've ever seen?
Brad: Yeah, he's, uh, he's pretty awesome. What happened to the horse Victor gave you before you left Genoa City?
Abby: Oh, Starfire?
Abby: Well, she's not a world cup champ like Pericles. He's worth over $1 million. Uh, Victor's giving me riding tips, too. Seriously, he's chill. He knows, like, everything.
(Cell phone rings)
Abby: Hello? It's Victor. Yeah. Yeah, what's up? Nope, no carrying case. My backpack has a place that's perfect for the new laptop. Okay. I love you too, Dad. Bye. I can call you both Dad, can't I?
Brad: Sure, baby. Of course you can.
Victor: You have a choice. You can either be alone-- I know what that is all about. I've been alone most of my life-- or you can decide one day to walk into my office and claim your rightful name-- Newman.
Adam: What happened?
Victor: Victoria and I had a falling-out. She left the company. I want you to have this office. The kindness that you showed by asking how your behavior affected Victoria-- that's indicative of your mother in you, but your competitive side, your perhaps slightly ruthless side-- that's your dad in you.
Adam: Dad, please.
Victor: I not only want you out of Newman Enterprises. I want you out of this house immediately.
Adam: You ruined my life. You didn't just take away Newman. You laid waste to everything, a life I'd scraped together to build, no thanks to you. Now who the hell are you to do that?
Victor: You know you earned all that yourself. This is all youíre doing. I never wrote in a diary, certainly not a murder confession.
Adam: Experts tested it. It's your handwriting, so get used to jail, Dad.
Victor: Don't you ever call me that again. You are dead to me now.
Adam: Guard. (Sighs) Take me back to my cell. Nobody's coming.
Man: Don't be so sure.
[Adam turns and Victor is standing there]
Jill: Esther, be careful with that polish. It'll ruin the wood.
Esther: (Sighs) I think I know how to take care of the furniture, Jill. Oh, is there coffee?
Jill: Yes, I made myself a cup.
(Cell phone rings)
Esther: Um, oh, uh, could you answer that for me, please?
Jill: Do I look like your social secretary?
Esther: Uh... (Grunts) Hello? Oh, hi, Roger. No, it's not too soon. Oh, I love Moroccan food, but this is your first day at work at-- oh, okay then. It's a date. Bye. (Grunts) He's taking me out for lunch.
Jill: Since when do you like Moroccan food, Esther?
Esther: It must be good if Roger likes it.
Jill: Now what are you doing?
Esther: I'm gonna paint my toenails. You never know when you're gonna be playing footsie with someone.
Jill: Kill me now.
Amber: Okay, let's start by retracing your steps. Where were you headed the night of the accident?
Kay: I haven't a clue.
Amber: Um, where were you found?
Kay: Um, on that riverbank. Uh, uh, it was near the accident, not too far from it.
Murphy: Yeah, I'm the one who found her.
Amber: Okay, good. Um...
Kay: (Clears throat)
Amber: What-- what were you wearing, hmm?
Kay: Oh, Amber, I don't remember.
Murphy: Um, it was a black pantsuit with whatchamacallit, uh, white trim. (Chuckles) She was all full of mud, but, uh, I couldn't miss those glittering eyes.
Amber: (Chuckles) That is so sweet, but it's-- that's not helpful at all.
Daniel: Did you, uh, have anything with you, you know, like your--your purse, uh, a driver's license, something that, you know, someone could I.D. you with?
Kay: No, no, no, nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I-I-I can't remember. And I'm so sorry. Oh, I have a customer. Pardon me. I'll be right back. Oh, sorry, Murph.
Murphy: That's okay.
Kay: That's--no, no.
Murphy: I'll get some coffee when I'm up here.
Kay: That's all right.
Daniel: How are you gonna prove she's Katherine Chancellor?
Amber: I don't know. So far, we got zip.
Ashley: You should pay more attention to your own life and less attention to mine. What's happening with Sharon?
Jack: Sharon's filing for divorce.
Ashley: I'm sorry to hear that, Jack. I really am. When did that happen?
Jack: A few days ago. I didn't tell you because, well, I'm not proud of the fact that, once again, I've failed at marriage.
Ashley: Is it because of your sex addiction, Jack?
Ashley: The forged diary? Is that why Sharon left you?
Jack: I made a lot of mistakes with Sharon, more than I can count. I kept secrets from her. I-I was never completely convinced that Sharon's heart was mine anyway. Nick was always there somewhere stuffed in a corner. She might have forgiven me if she hadn't been so drawn to him. I have only myself to blame. The biggest mistake I made-- going into business with him on that magazine. I brought the two of them together. Now they're together at Newman, and... it's kind of like Victor and Sabrina-- hard to build a relationship when you're haunted by someone else.
Adam: Thank God you're here. I--you know, I knew you wouldn't let me rot in prison, Dad.
Victor: And yet you were perfectly willing to let me rot in prison.
Adam: (Sighs) I made a huge mistake.
Adam: (Sighs) (Scoffs) Look, I'm-- I don't-- can't you see how hurt I was, how angry? I mean, you threw me out of the house.
Victor: Will you stop whimpering, for heaven's sake? When you came to Genoa City, I offered you the world, son. What did you do? You ended up conspiring against me. You framed me for murder. Do you understand that? You framed your own father for murder.
Adam: I didn't do it alone.
Victor: I warned you. I warned you, don't ever cross me. Now you have. You're gonna pay.
Man: Time to go.
Adam: Dad, come on. I'm sorry. I knew that--I knew that this would all work out. I mean, come on. Dad, Jack used me. Jack used me.
Man: Say "Good-bye."
Adam: Dad, how can you let this happen? Please! Please, Dad, help me. Come on.
Man: Come on.
Ashley: Hi. Hey, Sweetie.
Abby: Hey, Mom.
Brad: Ash, how are you?
Ashley: I'm doing well. I'm doing well. You ready to go?
Abby: Oh, can I go show my friends pictures of the new horse?
Ashley: I have to get to the Athletic Club.
Abby: Please? Two minutes, Mom.
Ashley: Two minutes.
Ashley: Two, two minutes.
Ashley: You know, she has totally picked up where she left off with her friends. Isn't that great?
Brad: How could you do this to her? It's bad enough you are living with the man, but to subject our daughter to his poor excuse for parenting is unforgiveable.
Ashley: Hold on a second. Hold on a second. It's not as bad as you're making it out to be. It's not.
Ashley: Yeah. Things are new. So he wants to spoil her with a big, fancy horse. You know, things could be worse, Brad.
Brad: What, are you delusional? This is Victor Newman we're talking about.
Ashley: Keep your voice down.
Brad: This year, he gives her a horse. Next year, he sends it to the glue factor.
Ashley: I know how much you love Abby, and I'm not trying to be insensitive, but Victor is her father, too.
Ashley: S-stop it.
Brad: Victor is a sperm donor. I'm her father.
Ashley: And you're always gonna be her father, but things have changed. She's older now, and she's living at the ranch with me, which means Victor's gonna play a bigger part in her life. And I'm sorry, I am, but I think that's a good thing.
Victor: Tequila, please.
Victor: Thank you. You're my little boy. You're my little boy. What do you want me to do, my boy?
Victor: Just pick you up, huh? Yes. Yes. Yes, yes. Yes.
Jack: Scotch, neat.
Victor: You'd better start looking over your shoulder.
Roger: Don't you look nice?
Esther: Oh, thank you.
Roger: I hope you dressed comfortably.
Esther: You mean so I can s-slip out of it more easily?
Roger: (Chuckles) Moroccan, remember? Sit on pillows.
Esther: Oh, of course, yes.
Roger: Easier to cuddle.
Esther: I'm looking forward to it. (Giggles) I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get my purse.
Jill: Yes, it is authentic.
Roger: (Chuckles) Hello again. Beautiful piece.
Jill: It is, isn't it? And you are fired.
Esther: What do you mean, fired?
Jill: I mean he's no longer an employee of Chancellor Industries.
Esther: You can't do that.
Jill: I just did.
Esther: How can you be so cruel and insensitive? Oh, never mind. I know the answer.
Jill: Stop being such a ditzy schoolgirl, Esther. Why do you think he's dating you, 'cause you're such a catch?
Roger: Nobody speaks to my lady that way.
Jill: (Laughing) "My lady"? How '70s. And you're still fired.
Roger: Just like that, I'm out of a job?
Esther: You don't need a job. I'm loaded. Let's go.
Karen: You are gonna get a wicked stomachache.
Ana: I love cookie dough.
Karen: Ah, I know. Me, too, but if we keep eating this stuff right now, we're not gonna have any cookies for tonight.
Ana: Miss Karen...
Ana: You forgot to set the timer.
Karen: Oh, God, right. It's been in about two minutes, right?
Karen: Okay. Let's see. There we go. You know what, Honey? Um, you don't have to be so formal with me.
Ana: Then what should I call you?
Karen: I think we should find a special name. When I was a little girl, my mom died. My dad married Linda. She's my stepmom, and she's awesome, so I just call her "Mama Linda." Maybe you should call me "Mama Karen," hmm?
Ana: I don't want to hurt my mom's feelings, so I don't think I should.
Neil: This isn't about anything more than making sure that Yolanda won't cause problems in the future.
Tyra: For now, okay? Look, this isn't the end of this. I know her, okay? And Karen--Karen's trying to take my child away. She's trying to adopt Ana. I know it.
Neil: No, she's not. She's not. She's just trying to give Ana a stable home. I wish you'd listen to me.
Tyra: Look, Neil, what are you doing? I thought you were trying to help me. You said, your words, you said, "I'm just gonna take her for a while until you can get her back." That's what you said.
Neil: Well, maybe you can get her back. Maybe the courts will-- will let you adopt her.
Tyra: The courts? The courts won't even let me see my own child unsupervised unless I just happen to run into her. Look, they think that I am a baby snatcher. What are the chances? Look, I'm a single mother, okay? They're not gonna give her back to me. It's not gonna happen.
Neil: You need to trust me, all right? Just trust. We all want what's best for Ana, all right? Come here.
Neil: You all right?
Tyra: Yeah. Thank you.
Neil: You're welcome.
Tyra: Thank you. Thank you.
Tyra: Oh, my God. Neil, look, I am so sorry. I pr--I-I-I promise, I did not mean to do this. I'm so sorry.
Neil: It's okay. No, no, it's okay. It's, uh, Tyra, forget it. It--it--it never happened.
Tyra: I wish it didn't, but it did. Look, I-I need to get out of here.
Neil: That's fine. Just, um, take the rest of the day off, and you know, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?
Tyra: Forget the day, okay? I need to get the hell out of Genoa City for good.
Neil: Tyra, relax. It was just a kiss.
Tyra: (Sighs) Look, you and Karen are providing a wonderful life for Ana. She has everything she needs, and I'm just getting in the way. I continuously create problems and mess everything up. Look... (Sighs) You guys will be better off without me, okay?
Neil: Tyra, wait a minute. Just-- come back.
Ashley: Abby ran into some of her friends at Crimson Lights, so she's gonna be dropped off at the ranch later by one of the moms. You're very quiet.
Victor: This thing with Adam is on my mind.
Ashley: Is it too late to go talk to him?
Victor: I did.
Ashley: Oh, I'm so glad. No matter what he's done, he's still your son.
Victor: But nothing has changed. He's going to prison. Seeing him led away in shackles is, um, an image I won't so easily forget.
Jack: I made a lot of mistakes, pushed away everyone that ever cared about me. You're the only person I can talk to anymore. You're a good listener, you know that?
Woman: Thanks, Honey. I normally charge for my time, but with your good looks, just keep talking.
Jack: How about that? Someone still likes me.
Amber: Who is this?
Kay: My deceased husband Phillip Chancellor.
Amber: You remember.
Murphy: Do you remember?
Kay: No, no. We--we were looking at the book just the other day.
Murphy: Oh, right.
Amber: Okay. Um... where did Phillip Chancellor go to divorce you?
Amber: Wait, wait. Um, how much money did you offer Jill for baby Phillip, hmm?
Kay: What, I offered Jill money for a baby?
Daniel: You gotta try to remember.
Kay: I am trying.
Amber: Okay. Do you know who shot you?
Kay: No, I donít. I donít. I donít. I donít. And I'm sorry. You know, all of this is so familiar to me, but it's all so very evasive. I've been so sure that I'm Katherine Chancellor. All those memory flashes, Jill, the house, that beautiful house... I don't know. What if I'm wrong?
Amber: No, you're not wrong.
Murphy: Look, you have no memory of me or the trailer or Joe Jr. and the diner before I fished you out of the riverbank.
Amber: See, you are Katherine Chancellor.
Kay: I wish I had something to jar my memory.
Kay: This--this ring. Was--was--was I wearing it when I had the accident?
Amber: That ring-- that--that ring is your signature piece. Its--its proof that--that you're Katherine. You are.
Daniel: So all we gotta do is show 'em the ring.
Kay: I don't have it anymore. I pawned it.
Amber: Well, that ring is the key to everything. We just gotta get it back. Don't worry about it, Mrs. C. this is all gonna work out. I can--I can feel it.
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Billy: Lily just asked if we met before I got back into town.
Chloe: There's absolutely nothing tying us together.
Jack: Then you've met Billy.
Woman: And Chloe. They're still together?
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