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Marge: Howdy do? (Chuckles) Oh, I can see some of you are surprised to see me, and you think, what in the hell is old Marge Catrooke doing topside after all this time? (Laughs) Well, they had the cemetery guys dig me up and bring me over here. A lot of people are curious as to who's in this box-- me or Katherine Chancellor. And, uh, so they brought this medical administrator over to take my D.N.A. and--and lay them questions to rest, once and for all. Lay it to rest. Lay it to rest--you get it? No? Well, never mind. Anyway, if... if you don't know who Katherine Chancellor is, you've got to be living on the moon, 'cause that woman-- well, everybody out there knows that old--that old lady. Uh, did--just a minute. D-didn't you read her book? I mean, it is the talk of heaven. Uh, well, uh, you know, uh, some of you out there, you might be out of the loop, so I'm gonna tell you everything you wanted to know about Katherine Chancellor, and you were afraid to ask.
Marge: (Sighs) (Whispering) And while I'm at it, I'm going to tell you some juicy tidbits about her rich friends in Genoa City, 'cause they're nuts. I mean, those people are nuts.
Marge: (Normal voice) I gotta tell you, being dead gives you a different slant on things. (Chuckles) You'll see. (Sighs) (Laughs)
Kay: You know, when I do go home...
Kay: It will be a dream come true, but I have to tell you something right now. (Sighs) I'm gonna miss this little old trailer.
Nikki: You mean the part of you that's sweet on Murphy.
Kay: Oh, come on now. He stood by me. (Sighs) When I do go back to that other life, I, uh, I wonder if he'll come with me.
Nikki: Are you worried it's too much for him? Definitely a change in lifestyle.
Kay: I wish he were home. Do you think he's avoiding me?
Marge: What Katherine doesn't realize is Murphy's not that far away, and she's on his mind, too.
Pearl: Yo, Murph.
Murphy: Oh. (Sighs) Oh, thank you, Pearl.
Pearl: You're sure out of it tonight. You got somethin' on your mind?
Murphy: As a matter of fact, I do. I'm just making some big decisions.
Jeff: Oh, Jack. I just saw Gloria's car in the lot. Do you got any idea where I can find her?
Jack: No idea. I just got here myself.
Jeff: Well, this thing with Kevin's got her really upset, and I've been working on a way to help. I just don't want to spring it on her till I'm sure it'll pan out.
Jack: Why would you care? I understand Gloria threw you out on your sorry behind.
Jeff: What's that got to do with anything?
Marge: Want to come up with a scheme? These two are your "Go" guys. Now just don't strain your brain trying to figure out how their convoluted minds work.
Kay: Well, I got everything put away.
Nikki: Hey, are these pictures of you or Marge?
Kay: Mm, yeah, well, that's me and the girls...
Kay: In our brand-new, uh, shirts, opening night of winter league.
Nikki: I can't believe...
Nikki: You were on a bowling team.
Kay: Mm-hmm. Well, Murphy says, yeah. Uh, Captain, no less.
Kay: And he also said, as a bowler, I would make a good fisherman.
Nikki: (Laughs) Yeah, I'll bet. Don't tell me he took you fishing, too.
Kay: Oh, probably would have when it warmed up. He owns a, um, bait and tackle shop.
Nikki: Really? Well, then you're both entrepreneurs-- another thing you have in common.
Kay: (Laughs) Oh, my darling Nikki-- ever, ever optimistic. You know, the woman he fell in love with doesn't exist. No, that waitress at the diner plays checkers after a supper of pork and beans. What if that simple... down-to-earth person is really the kind of--of woman he wants?
Marge: For the record, me and Murph were strictly friends, and I was lousy at checkers. If that old boy got hit by cupid's arrow, it wasn't 'cause of me.
Nikki: You'll cross that bridge when you get to it.
Kay: Oh, listen to us talking, like everything good is coming my way.
Nikki: Well, it will, Katherine.
Kay: Well, you know, I-I-I-I'm aware it's Marge's body that's being disinterred, but, my God, where does that leave me? Um, both of the D.N.A. tests come back. They don't match Jill’s. She thinks her mother's dead.
Nikki: You know what? Maybe there's another explanation.
Kay: Let's don't speculate. anyway, I, uh... I know how rough it is for Jill right now.
Jill: I am telling you, I am convinced that that woman is a fraud. You would have to be blind not to see it.
Victor: Well, Jill, sign those papers, the stock will revert back to you...
Victor: And you can be on your way, all right?
Marge: Jill's hardly a chip off the old block. You remember the story, don't you? I mean, Katherine got herself "In a family way" while her husband Gary was out of town, had that kid on the side and gave it away, only to be informed years later that baby grew up to be her worst enemy.
Marge: Oh, my, you talk about irony. Sort of kind of makes you wonder what the next twist will be, don't it?
Jill: I wish you could understand how much it sickens me, the thought of disturbing my mother's final resting place, but at least I know that I'll be vindicated.
Victor: Jill, I sympathize with the ordeal you have gone through. I really do. All I can tell you is the woman who claims to be my old friend Katherine is telling the truth.
Jill: That's your opinion. There is no way that woman is my mother.
Victor: I didn't say she was your mother. I said she was Katherine.
Nikki: Of course, it would mean a new cover story and a new cover.
Nick: We'll have to push the current one back a month.
Phyllis: Yeah, that's doable, if this exclusive is at hot as you say it is.
Nikki: I think I'll let you two be the judge. (Clears throat) The person that I want to feature next with "Restless Style" is... coming right over here right now.
Nikki: And the fact that she didn't take this ring with her is what convinced me.
Nikki: Your father's on board, too.
Nick: Well, I'm convinced, so get in here. Let's hug it out.
Kay: (Chuckles) Oh, it's so good to have your support.
Kay: So good.
Phyllis: A hug from me, too.
Nick: Talk about an instant cure for jet lag.
Kay: Well, I wish they had an instant cure for memory lapse.
Nikki: Well, you've been doing a lot better on that front. You're remembering things, old and new.
Kay: Oh, I-I--that's true. Well, I guess you could call it progress.
Phyllis: Well, what did the doctors say caused it?
Kay: Uh, the short-term-- uh, a concussion from the explosion. The long-term-- they're still not sure.
Nick: Well, I think your idea to put Katherine front and center on a "Restless Style" feature is an awesome idea, Mom.
Phyllis: Oh, yeah, it's amazing. The story, the woman behind the story--it's good.
Kay: Well, Nikki seems to think it would help sway the public's opinion.
Phyllis: Yeah, but once this evidence comes out, nobody will be able to refute it.
Kay: Oh, God. You just don't know what it means to me to have people I care about just believe me.
Nick: When this story runs, the whole world will. We'll make sure of that.
Kay: Thank you.
Marge: You know, it does your heart good when you see things going Katherine's way. Sure does. And it's a hoot what Nick and Phyllis are going to do for her. Now if they can just get their lives back on track, you know what I mean? It ain't easy for a guy to be in love with two women, but... that little son of a gun-- he's got to make a choice pretty soon. You just can't leave the ladies twisting in the wind, you know? Since, uh, one of them's hanging by her fingernails. (Clicks tongue) Oh, I know.
Sharon: (Thinking) Dear Mom, I'd give anything to hear your voice tonight, but I know you're exhausted, so I won't heap my problems on top of yours. You love me and try to look out for me, and in return, sometimes I hurt and I disappoint you. I'm still haunted by the night I put you in that wheelchair. Because of me, you crashed your car and never walked again. Because of me, you could have been killed, and it's partly because of me that Brad died. I sent him out in that storm so I could be alone. Selfish, selfish, selfish. How much more misery am I going to be responsible for? It's like I'm cursed. There's a big, gaping hole where my heart should be, and nothing I've done to heal it works.
Sharon: (Thinking) I've tried to fill it with men and sex, but it just makes things worse. What's wrong with me, Mom? Why am I like this? Is it because Dad abandoned us? I'm beginning to think that nothing can help me and that maybe the world would be better off without me.
Marge: I know all about lost souls, and Sharon's about as lost as she can be. Too bad she hasn't been able to turn to Katherine. Sharon always did value her advice. Instead, the poor thing's just dwellin' on every bad thing she's ever been a part of, diggin' up guilt with a shovel, burying herself under a mountain of shame. Oh, well. I do believe God will show her the way, but until he does, I-I don't know. I'm just afraid Sharon won't have an easy time of it.
Gloria: A cranberry and soda, please.
Jack: I guess...
Jack: You've heard the news.
Gloria: Jack, please don't sneak up on me like that.
Jack: Jill signed orders for her mother's grave to be opened and the body exhumed.
Gloria: That's disgusting. Why would she do that?
Jack: A posthumous D.N.A. test to prove that this look-alike isn't Katherine. I'm starting to have doubts myself.
Jack: Yeah, people seem to be lining up to welcome home Katherine from the dead-- Nikki, Victor--
Gloria: And me. Add me to that list. First time I saw her in jail, I knew it was Katherine.
Jack: If it is her, there are a lot of implications.
Gloria: Thank you.
Marge: Mm, hmm, hmm. Think these two might have an agenda?
Gloria: You know something? You can forget the "If," Jackie boy, and you can kiss your controlling interest of Jabot good-bye, because you and Jill are gonna be out in the cold when all that beautiful stock goes right back to... Katherine.
Gloria: Ha! We were just talking about you.
Nikki: I'll bet you were. I'll get the coats.
Kay: Thank you.
Gloria: Jack told me about the new D.N.A. test. As soon as those results are in, Jill is going to have to accept you, just like some of us did from the very beginning.
Jack: That would include me.
Kay: You're not just teasing?
Jack: Oh, when I'm teasing a woman, she knows about it. Have you forgotten who I am?
Kay: (Chuckles) No. Jack Abbott is totally unforgettable.
Jack: Right back at you, Sweetheart.
Kay: (Chuckles) Oh, Jack. Mm.
Marge: Well, now here's a familiar face, one I hoped I'd never see again. Cops chased him down, found him stuffed in a closet pushing up daisies. Ah, they didn't realize he, uh, his heart gave out. I didn't know he had a heart. Clint didn't make it to heaven. No, no, he took one of those "Southern detours," if you get my drift. (Chuckles) Ah. (Sighs) God gave him an awful lot in the smarts department, and I swear to heaven, if he had used it, he could have left a lot of good behind, but what did he do? Just left us with a boatload of misery. Case in point-- Kevin Fisher, another lost soul. Clint tormented this poor boy just like his father Terrible Tom did. Now it's up to Amber to try and save him from gettin' shot up by the police. Oh, boy. I wish her luck. You know, it's hard to reason with a person whose mind is gone.
Amber: Kevin, can you please pull over?
Kevin: What for?
Amber: So I can find a pay phone and call Michael.
Kevin: No. No, no, no, no, no. He'll call the cops, and they already think that I killed Dad.
Amber: He died, and he's not your dad, remember? His name is Clint Radisson.
Kevin: (Sighs) It's the same person.
Amber: No, Sweetie, he's not.
Kevin: He--he is, too, and--and if he's not, then Dad sent him from hell.
Amber: Clint did not know Tom, okay? He--he kidnapped and tried to kill Mrs. C., and then he did something to mess up your mind.
Kevin: Stop, stop. Stop saying that! I don't want to hear that.
Amber: No, listen. You are scared, and it's okay, because I am, too, okay? You want to get out of this? You want to feel okay again? That's fine, but you can't do that if you keep robbing places. Listen, we got to call Michael. Trust me here. You're gonna get yourself killed. Kevin.
Kevin: I'm thinking.
Amber: Listen, just--
Kevin: No, no, just stop it. Get off me. I'm calling the shots here, Amber, not you. Hey!
Victor: Ginger ale, my darling?
Kay: Thank you.
Victor: What should we drink to?
Kay: Old friends, new friends.
Victor: Now wait a minute. Is it serious with this Murphy fellow, or what?
Kay: Oh, I don't know, Victor. Time will tell.
Victor: Katherine, you and I know well that love is a rare and precious thing.
Victor: Hits you when you least expect it, doesn't it?
Kay: Mm, well, you know what they say-- when you find your soul mate, never let go. (Sets glass on bar) Think about this-- how many people on the face of this earth are lucky enough...
Kay: To find someone that completes them?
Victor: Mm, like you and Rex.
Kay: Or like you and Nikki.
Victor: That's done and over with, Katherine. I'm with Ashley now. Excuse me.
Marge: Now if Katherine felt like gettin' the last word in, you know what that word would be? "Hogwash."
Phyllis: Hey. Expecting someone?
Jack: Yeah. Sharon.
Phyllis: Oh. Are you two back together?
Jack: No. No. But you can't blame a guy for hoping.
Phyllis: Right. (Sighs) Oh, Jack, you never learn. How is Billy these days?
Jack: Why would you care about him?
Phyllis: He reminds me of you.
Jack: Really? How so?
Phyllis: Uh, because you're both handsome, and you both have a devil-may-care attitude toward life. And he must have a lot of girlfriends-- blondes, brunettes, redheads. (Sighs) Which does he prefer?
Nick: Hey, excuse me. Do you happen to know if Sharon Abbott’s in her room this evening?
Man: Miss Abbott moved out a couple days ago.
Nick: Really? I didn't realize that. Thank you.
Marge: Oh, Nick, Nick, Nick, you bad, bad boy. You just can't help yourself, can you, Hon? I'm telling you, these people are slaves to their passion like no one in any trailer park I ever lived in.
Marge: Uh-oh. Trouble in river city-- uh, make that Genoa City.
Jack: Why the sudden keen interest in my brother's social life?
Sharon: Hey, I'm sorry I'm late.
Jack: No, that's all right. Come on. Here, have a seat.
Phyllis: Hi, Sharon. How's life?
Sharon: I was, uh, I was hoping that we would be alone. I thought we would be.
Phyllis: Oh, yeah, you will be. Jack and I were just talking about his family, about Billy-- you know, your brother-in-law.
Marge: Ain't she the pits?
Sharon: I know exactly who Billy is.
Phyllis: Oh, yeah. He's a doll, don't you think?
Nick: (Sighs) Evening, folks.
Jack: Hello, Nick.
Nick: What's going on?
Sharon: Um, you know, the usual.
Phyllis: (Scoffs) Yeah, we're just talking, socializing. Sit down. Have a drink.
Nick: Ah, new deadline, remember?
Jack: Well, don't let us keep you.
Nick: Hey, you know what? One drink can't hurt, right? So... (Sighs) Sharon, how's living at the club? Treating you right?
Jack: Actually, Sharon's moved back in with me. Yeah, we thought it was the right thing to do.
Sharon: It absolutely is the right thing.
Phyllis: Wow. Well, that's great. You're just full of surprises, aren't you, Sharon?
Marge: Well, let's give these four bananas a chance to get ripe. See what Katherine's up to.
Kay: When Murphy left, did he say where he was headed?
Pearl: Sorry, Hon.
Kay: Oh, Pearl...
Nikki: Well, you were right about Joe. What a sweet man.
Kay: I said Joe was sweet?
Nikki: Oh, yeah. I mean, he--he is so thrilled to use the diner for your photo shoot. He won't take a dime of the location fee-- happy to do anything to help us.
Nikki: You're looking for Murphy? I know you miss him.
Kay: That obvious, is it?
Nikki: Only to me.
Marge: Don't have to explain what's going through her mind. We've all been there, ladies, just too many times.
Nick: So Noah’s been going through a rough time. He's making another move, now back to Jack's house.
Sharon: Well, Noah decided he wanted to recover there after his accident, and it's a safe place for him.
Jack: Noah will be just fine. He'll probably get a kick out of Billy.
Phyllis: Um, excuse me, Billy?
Jack: Billy and Chloe are staying out at the pool house.
Jack: They've decided to get married and raise Cordelia together.
Sharon: Yeah, it'll be great. It'll be great to have a, um, a baby around the house.
Jack: Yeah, it certainly is.
Nick: All right, well, I wish you two, uh, the best of luck. I gotta check in at the office. You coming?
Phyllis: Yeah, in a sec.
Phyllis: Wow, so Billy is there. That's incredible.
Jack: Why this sudden interest in my little brother?
Phyllis: I just think the whole thing is funny. That's all.
Daniel: Hey, Mom, can I, uh, talk to you for a minute?
Phyllis: Um, yeah, yeah, sure. What's wrong?
Daniel: Um, can--sorry-- can--can I talk to you in private?
Phyllis: Yeah, hang on.
Jack: Hey, you all right? That couldn't have been easy.
Sharon: (Sighs) I just want to get out of here. Let's go home.
Jack: Okay. I'll have them get the car ready.
Daniel: So, uh, I was with Michael when we found Kevin's hideout, and we know that Amber was there for sure, because we found her scarf, and it was covered in blood, and there was blonde hair in this coffin thing.
Phyllis: Wait a second. What?
Daniel: Yeah, so the Clint guy-- this Clint guy who-- who kidnapped Mrs. Chancellor-- he was there, too, but he was dead.
Phyllis: Oh, my God.
Daniel: Yeah, and for all we know, Amber could be, too.
Kevin: Why the hell did you grab the wheel like that? Are you trying to get us both killed?
Amber: What you're doing is crazy, and it has to stop. Okay, you are not a bank robber, damn it! You are a married man who runs a business. You have made way too much of your life to screw it all but--all up, and I will not let you.
Kevin: Stop it. Stop it.
Kevin: Stop talking!
Amber: No, I will not! We have to call Michael right now and turn ourselves in.
Kevin: Oh, we do? Really, do we? What crimes have you committed, Amber? We wouldn't be turning ourselves in. I would be turning myself in, and you would be testifying against me.
Amber: That is not true, okay? I care about you. I wouldn't do that.
Kevin: Oh, well, nobody cares about me.
Amber: Oh, that is so not true! Everyone cares about you. I care about you. Daniel cares about you. Jana cares about you. Your mother, Michael, Mrs. Chancellor cares about you.
Kevin: To hell with Mrs. Chancellor. To hell with all of you.
Jeff: Hey, Buttercup, there you are. I've got the answer to all your problems.
Gloria: (Laughs) In that getup?
Jeff: Look, I know how worried you've been about your son and everything he's been going through.
Gloria: That's right. So back off, 'cause Kevin's all I can think about right now.
Jeff: Yeah, well, let me put your mind at ease.
Man: (Sighs) He made me leave my gun outside.
Jeff: (Chuckles uneasily)
Gloria: Who's that?
Jeff: Gloria Bardwell, Amos Slaughter, best bounty hunter in the whole Midwest.
Gloria: Bounty hunter?
Jeff: Yep. We're gonna track down Kevin and bring him home safely. What do you think of that?
Marge: I don't know about y'all, but where I come from, that's called love. Love.
Joe Jr.: Look, it's broke.
Kay: When did that happen?
Joe Jr.: A while back. I've been meaning to fix it.
Kay: Oh, come on, Joe.
Joe Jr.: But, uh, it's been slow, yeah.
Kay: Joe, Joe, Joe, a jukebox is a luxury item.
Joe Jr.: Yeah. I could always whistle for you.
Kay: (Chuckles) Oh, stop. Get out of here.
(Door slams shut)
Jill: I thought I'd find you in this dump.
Kay: Jill, I-I know how difficult this is for you.
Jill: You don't know anything about me. You don't know what I've had to endure because of you, but when this third D.N.A. test proves what a lying piece of trash you are, you will leave me and everybody else in Genoa City alone, or so help me, I will have you thrown back in jail.
Kay: And all those two first tests proved is that my D.N.A. does not match yours. It does not disprove that I am Katherine Chancellor.
Kay: And the third will be more of the same, Jill.
Jill: Wrong, wrong, wrong. That is my mother lying in that morgue, God rest her soul. There will be a match.
Kay: We'll see about that.
Jill: Yes, we will.
Marge: Now this is worth the price of admission, so stick around. The pie's good. There may be blood. That's incredible.
Kay: Katherine Chancellor is not in a morgue. She is standing right here.
Jill: (Sighs) You're delusional.
Kay: Spiteful as ever.
Jill: What did you say to me?
Kay: I've just been reminded how vindictive you can be. I can hardly wait until all of this is sorted out and I go back to my home. And I promise you, I will make your life a living hell.
Jack: Valet's warming up the car. You okay?
Sharon: (Sighs) Yeah. I don't know why I let Phyllis bother me like that.
Jack: Yeah, I don't know what her problem was tonight, all that nonsense about Billy.
Sharon: Um, I have to use the ladies' room, so I'll meet you outside?
Jack: I'll wait for you.
Daniel: Thank you for listening, and thank you for the advice.
Phyllis: You're welcome.
Phyllis: Listen, I want you to come home with Nick and me. I don't want you to be alone.
Daniel: No, I-I can’t. Look, Jana collapsed. She's in the hospital. That's how freaked-out she is about this whole thing, so I'm just gonna go and hang out with her in case we hear any word.
Phyllis: Oh, my gosh. Okay. Remember, um, Amber is tough. Hold onto that and remember that.
Amber: Kevin, please stop pointing that gun at me.
Kevin: Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?
Amber: Depends on what you plan on doing with it.
Kevin: I don't plan on doing anything with it. You'll be doing something with it.
Amber: I don't-- I don't want this thing.
Kevin: Well, I want you to get used to holding it. Take it.
Kevin: Because the next place that I rob, you're coming in with me, and you're gonna hold the gun so that you are just as deep into this thing as I am.
Phyllis: I hope Daniel doesn't do anything stupid.
Nick: We'll swing by the garret tomorrow and make sure he's okay.
Phyllis: What about the photo shoot?
Nick: Mom can handle that.
Phyllis: All right, thanks. What do you think of Sharon moving in with Jack?
Nick: You know, that's really none of my business. I'm gonna go make sure they are bringing our car around.
Sharon: Torture's been outlawed, or didn't you hear?
Phyllis: Well, I'll stop messing with you when you stop trying to lure my husband into bed.
Sharon: Phyllis, Jack is trying to help me right now, and I really need him, so please don't mess this up for me, please.
Jack: Hey, what happened? I've been waiting with the valet.
Sharon: Uh, no, I'm ready. I'm ready.
Marge: Girlfriend, if looks could kill, you'd be ridin' home with me.
Victor: You'd better have a good reason for coming by again.
Nikki: I just came by to thank you for what you did for Katherine, convincing Jill to agree to the second D.N.A. test.
Victor: But you thanked me yesterday.
Nikki: So I'm thanking you again. Sue me.
Victor: Well, I guess I should be grateful to you for bringing it to my attention.
Nikki: That's what friends do.
Nikki: Yes, of course we're friends. Besides, Katherine wouldn't expect any less.
Nikki: Okay, so it's settled. We're friends.
Marge: Well, for Pete’s sake, kiss him, or then you kiss her, or kiss each other. I don't know. Just kiss someone.
Nikki: Good night, Victor.
Victor: Good night.
Marge: Now you see, that really burns my butt. You only get a few chances in this life to tell someone you love 'em. Idiots-- they're both idiots.
(Object clatters on floor)
Kay: Well, now, I-I've been wondering what happened to you.
Murphy: I've been doin' a lot of thinking about me and you.
Kay: Well, I-I know you've put up with a lot these past few months, and...
Kay: Well, I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to cut your losses, Murph. I-I--who wants an old-- w-what are you doing, Murphy?
Murphy: Woman, what do you think I'm doing? I'm proposing.
Murphy: Katherine, would you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?
Marge: Well, you know, Doc's done with me, got his sample. So I guess its back to the bone yard for me. (Chuckles) Oh, you know, all good things gotta end some time, but I don't really mind. Nah. I've, uh, had enough of this livin'. (Chuckles) And I'm--I'm--I've-- from the heart, I am so glad that Katherine got her man, and I'm makin' book she's gonna find her rightful life again. (Sighs) As for me... (Laughing) I am on my way back to heaven where they got sweets and mambo 24/7. (Chuckles) I'll see you there... (Sighs) Eventually.
Kay: Oh, Murph...
Murphy: Is that a-a yes?
Kay: That's a yes.
Kay: Oh! Oh!
(Makes kissing sound)
Murphy: (Makes kissing sound) (Makes kissing sound)
Kay: (Makes kissing sound)
Kay: Oh. Easy, easy.
Murphy: Okay, uh...
Kay: Oh, that's sweet.
Murphy: I know it's a little-- I-I mean, it's not what you're used to.
Kay: No, no... (Stammers) Murphy, it's perfect, perfect.
Murphy: You know I love you, right?
Kay: Yeah, I sure do. I love you, too, Murph. (Sighs)
(Perry Como’s "Papa Loves Mambo" playing)
Kay: I thought you said it was broken.
Joe Jr.: It was.
Pearl: Hey, that song-- Marge used to play it nonstop.
Kay: That must mean she approves.
Murphy: Ooh! (Laughing)
Marge: You go, girl. Have a great life, both of you, you hear? (Laughter)
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Billy: That sanctimonious jerk is not gonna raise my kid.
Rafael: Then you need to marry your kid's mother.
Cane: Now all I need is for you to say the wedding's back on and for us to get custody of Cordelia.
Nikki: Is that what I think it is?
Kay: The D.N.A. results.
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