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Esther: Oh, my gosh. Oh, great. I'll take these. Thank you. Excuse me? Can--can we move these flowers back a bit? It's such a nice big room. There's no reason to crowd things.
Jill: Be sure to fill it up with all the people I hate most, Esther. Especially the woman masquerading as Katherine and that dimwitted boyfriend of hers.
Esther: Jill, if you're gonna be nasty, just leave. This is a big day for my little girl.
Jill: Oh, you really are living in a fool's paradise, aren't you? Chloe will be lucky if that marriage lasts a month.
Chloe: I've been trying to call Billy. He's not answering. I can't find him anywhere. Where could he be?
Jack: No, no one's here, Ash. The bed definitely hasn't been slept in.
Ashley: So let me guess, Billy never made it home last night.
Jack: Have you heard from him at all?
Ashley: No. We were supposed to have breakfast this morning at the club. He's late.
Jack: It's the kid's wedding day and he's A.W.O.L. Where the hell is he?
Sharon: Oh! You're still here.
Billy: Yep. I must've passed out.
Sharon: Gosh, we drank a lot last night.
Billy: Don't worry. I'm leaving. Wouldn't wanna be late for the worst day of my life. Huh? (Chuckles)
Nick: "The Empress of Genoa City-- Katherine Chancellor."
Nick: It should be a hell of an issue.
Phyllis: Yeah. I think so, too. So, uh, I'll incorporate your notes, and Nikki can edit this afternoon.
Nick: All right.
(Cell phone ringing)
Nick: Oh, excuse me one second.
Nick: Hello? Yeah.
Nick: Hey, are you, uh, are you headed right back to the office?
Phyllis: Um, mnh-mnh. I have some things to take care of. Um, I'll see you there.
Kay: I know better than to get my hopes up, Nikki.
Nikki: Well, that's just fine. You two go enjoy yourselves at Billy's wedding. And I'll pace the floor waiting for the lab results.
Murphy: Uh, I'm not sure that we oughta go after that blowup you had with Jill.
Nikki: When did you see Jill?
Murphy: Last night. She showed up here and gave us both an earful.
Kay: And I gave it back to her--right back to her and I shouldn't have. I should not have lost my temper when that poor woman's world is about to come crumbling around her shoulders. I was wrong. I shouldn't have done it.
Kay: I am absolutely going to that wedding. Yes. If only to prove to Jill that I still love her as a daughter.
Murphy: You know, sometimes, I worry that that heart of yours is too big.
Kay: Just think of how she's gonna remember this day. Once Brock is proven as my son, Jill's family, her whole identity as a Chancellor is going to be just... ripped away.
Esther: Oh, Sweetheart. You are going to be the most gorgeous bride.
Chloe: Yeah, well, all we need is a guy for me to marry. No problem, right?
Jill: Don't mind me.
Chloe: Hey, no, no, no, I told you that you could not see Delia. I was not joking.
Jill: Oh, Chloe! It's your wedding day and it is my house. I'm hardly gonna take the child and run.
Chloe: Whatever. I'm too worried about Billy right now. I can't even... why is he avoiding me? Do you think that he's just not answering his cell for a reason? I don't understand.
Esther: Honey, he probably just needed some alone time. Billy would never miss this day.
Chloe: Jill? What do you know?
Jill: I know my son. It wouldn't surprise me at all if he was a no-show.
Ashley: You slept with someone else the night before your wedding?
Billy: You got it all wrong, Sis.
Ashley: Do I really?
Billy: I crashed with a friend last night.
Ashley: Billy, I saw you coming from the guest rooms, okay?
Billy: He's in town from New York, okay? We had a few beers... and some tequilas. Okay, a bottle of tequila each. A bottle of tequila each, okay?
Ashley: Your friend has excellent taste in perfume. Isn't that Beauty of Nature? Oh, and apparently, he has...
Ashley: Long, blonde hair.
Billy: Are you the CIA now? I already feel like crap. Would you just get off of it, please?
Ashley: Why are you getting married if you don't want to? Don't do it.
Billy: Trust me, Ash, if I could get out of this, I would, but I can't, okay? I know what love is, and this isn't it, so...
Ashley: Who's putting a gun to your head?
Billy: I am. Me. I'm not gonna risk losing Delia and marrying her mother is the only chance I have of getting custody. It sucks. I hate it. But since there's nothing that I can do about it, can we please drop it? Please?
Sharon: "Dear Sharon, hope you like the dress. I've been dreaming of this day practically forever, and it means so much to have you stand up for me. Thanks again. See you soon, Chloe."
(Knock on door)
Phyllis: Hey, Sharon. It's Phyllis. You better open the door, unless you want the entire G.C.A.C to--
Sharon: Oh! Shh! Shh! What do you want, Phyllis?
Phyllis: I just saw Billy slinking downstairs. He looked pretty wiped out, so I guess you're back to your same trashy self.
Ashley: Billy sure had a hell of a night last night, based on the blonde hair I plucked off his jacket.
Jack: So he threw himself a little bachelor party. Where's the harm there?
Ashley: This is not a last hurrah, and you know it. I predict lots of other nights in hotel rooms with lots of other women. Billy has no-- he shouldn't be getting married, Jack!
Jack: Shh! Do I have to tell you what's at stake here? If Billy backs out now, Chloe could make damn sure none of us ever sees Cordelia again.
Ashley: Don't be so ridiculous. What's to stop her from doing that later when she realizes he's never gonna be faithful to her?
Billy: Chloe's-- she knows exactly who she's marrying. She's going into this eyes wide open.
Ashley: Yeah, but, Billy, are you? Because once you're married, Chloe's gonna expect you to man up and honor your commitment. And then, whomever you're with at the Athletic Club is gonna have to find another playmate.
Sharon: Um, Phyllis, I did not invite you in here.
Phyllis: Well, I saw Billy Abbott walking downstairs looking ashamed and disheveled, and I figured, oh, you were out of control again.
Sharon: Why is it that what I do with my life bothers you? I mean, why are you hassling me? Hey, would you get out of my purse?
Phyllis: No, I'm looking-- I'm looking for those ceramic monkeys. You know what I'm talking about? Sharon? Of course, you know! Of course, you know! Because in addition to you being promiscuous and a liar, you're also a thief.
Sharon: Would you please get out of here? Phyllis!
Phyllis: Hey! Look at this. Oh, my goodness. "Jimmy’s." And you're stealing things out of dive bars, too. Wow. Is that where you're hanging out now? Going home with strangers? I guess you are, unless Billy Abbott walks in the room, right?
Sharon: You know what? If you don't get out of here, I'm going to call security right now.
Phyllis: You know what? You go ahead. You call security, and I'll tell everybody that you've been sleeping with Billy.
Sharon: Damn you!
Phyllis: I'm not leaving here until you give me back my property. I am not leaving here until you give that back to me. And I am not leaving here until you promise me that next time you get needy or weepy or whatever it is, you won't call my husband "Accidentally on purpose."
Sharon: Hello, hotel security. This is Sharon Abbott. Yes, there's an intruder in my room. Could you send someone up? Please? Thank you.
Phyllis: You made your decision. You sealed your fate, didn't you?
Jill: Jack, have you seen your brother? Chloe is a wreck. She hasn't been able to reach him at all. Billy! Where have you been?
Billy: I'm here now. Tell Chloe to relax, okay?
Jill: I suggest you tell her yourself. She's up in your grandma's old room.
Jill: What? What is that smirk?
Jack: I'm just wondering how long until "Grandma's old room" is occupied by Grandma herself.
Jill: Don't start with me, Jack.
Brock: Well, I have to say, what a lovely day for a wedding. Hello, Jill.
Jill: Oh, hello, you. Hello.
Brock: Are you all right?
Jill: You know what? I've gotta talk to the caterer. Uh, excuse me, please.
Brock: Well, that answers that.
Ashley: How are you, Brock?
Brock: Hi, Ashley, how are you?
Jack: Good to see you, Brock.
Brock: And, you, too, Jack. I have to tell you, these circumstances-- I'm enjoying them so much more than the last time.
Jack: Oh, I would agree.
Kay: I believe the house is full of family and friends.
Kay: Oh, Brock, Darling! It's so good to see you.
Murphy: Brock, good to see you again.
Kay: Murphy, Murphy, um, Jack Abbott and his lovely sister Ashley. My fiancé.
Jack: Your fiancé? Well, congratulations, both of you.
Murphy: Thank you. Thank you. We're very happy about it.
Kay: Just a little.
Ashley: Oh, Katherine!
Kay: Oh, Ashley, it's all right. I get that reaction a lot lately.
Ashley: Oh! You're alive! Thank God!
Kay: Oh! Oh, thank you for believing in me. Oh, thank you.
Ashley: Victor told me that I should prepare myself, but, I mean, how do you? I mean, welcome home.
Jill: My, my, my, you decided to come. So be it. Help yourself to food and hors d'oeuvres.
Jack: Wow. She didn't make a scene.
Ashley: For once.
Brock: Well, you have to give Jill credit. It takes a lot of effort.
Murphy: Well, uh, things may be okay after all.
Billy: Hey, Ess.
Esther: Oh, Billy. Thank God! I knew you wouldn't let us down.
Billy: Well, how often does a guy get to have you as a mother-in-law? I wouldn't miss it.
Esther: I'm not the one you need to charm.
Billy: How is my little cupcake?
Esther: She's in Mrs. C.'s room getting ready. And don't joke with her, Billy. And don't go in there. It's bad luck. Promise?
(Knock on door)
Billy: Some guy just walked in and he said he's supposed to marry you today. What should I tell him?
Chloe: That he's a total jerk for not answering his phone all night.
Billy: Oh. Well, he turned off his cell and he unplugged his house phone and he went to bed early, because he needed his beauty sleep.
Chloe: Tell him that he's full of it.
Billy: How's my little girl? She miss her daddy?
Chloe: Like crazy.
Billy: Do you still wanna do this?
Chloe: Do you?
Billy: I asked you first.
Chloe: Yes. I do, but only if you want to.
Billy: Oh, totally.
Chloe: I can't believe that you actually slept. I was a nervous wreck all night.
Billy: Yeah, well, I, uh, I've gotta get ready, okay? I'll see you later.
Chloe: Okay. See ya later.
Jack: Still pouting, I see.
Jill: It just breaks my heart that my son is marrying someone he doesn't love. All thanks to your strong-arm tactics.
Jack: That precious little girl deserves to be part of a real family.
Jill: Oh, I couldn't agree more, Jack. Too bad she'll never get the chance, because that marriage is doomed, and you know it.
Jack: Oh, miracles do happen.
Kay: Uh, well, Mackenzie was a beautiful bride. And Billy, my God, I-I swear, I have never seen a young man so in love.
Brock: Yeah, that's what's made it even more tragic. Realizing that they were cousins, having to annul the marriage.
Kay: Only now the way it turns out-- they may not be related after all. You know, it really makes one wonder, if... none of that ever happened...
Brock: Would they still be together?
Brock: Now that's hard to say. They were terribly young.
Kay: Well, do you think they're better off?
Brock: Hmm. I can tell you this, that Mackenzie has an extraordinary life. She hasn't found love, because she's been so focused on helping others, but she's very happy.
Kay: Yes, well, I'm not so sure about Billy. You know, if he and my granddaughter had not been ripped apart, it... I have to wonder what kind of a man he would've become.
Esther: Mrs. C.!
Kay: Oh, God!
Esther: Excuse me! Oh, I haven't seen you since the hospital! How are you?
Kay: Oh, I'm-- Darling, Darling, I'm--I'm fine. You must know that from all the phone calls.
Esther: I know, but it's not the same as seeing you in person.
Colleen: I know. I've been practically staring at you since you walked in, and I can't believe my eyes.
Kay: Colleen, I don't believe you've met my fiancé Murphy.
Kay: Murphy, this is Colleen.
Murphy: How do you do? Patrick Murphy.
Colleen: Nice to meet you.
Esther: Yeah, of course, you are. Congratulations. It's such a pleasure to finally meet you properly. I can't wait until I can serve you both.
Murphy: No, no, no, no, you're not gonna have to wait on me. I'm a--I'm a do it yourself kinda guy.
Esther: Well, I'm gonna make sure that you feel pampered anyway.
Kay: How is the, um, beautiful young bride?
Esther: Oh, Mrs. C., she is wonderful!
Colleen: I'm sure she's very nervous.
Esther: Oh, no, she's marrying the love of her life, and they have a beautiful little girl.
Brock: That's right. You're a grandmother.
Esther: Yeah, I am. I can't wait for you to meet Cordelia. Mrs. C., Katie is truly blessed. Oh.
Sharon: She burst in here. I did not invite her. She started going through my things.
Phyllis: Okay, that's not true. That's not true. Sir, that's not true. I didn't burst in here, but I'll tell you what is true. She's a thief, so you might wanna talk to room service and have them, I don't know, count their silverware before the end of the day, because she'll rob you blind. That's the truth.
Sharon: No, would you get her out of here, please? Just get--
Man: This way, Ma'am.
Phyllis: I'll leave. I'll leave. Ow!
Man: This way. Come on.
Man: If you don't wanna go quietly, it's fine by be.
Phyllis: I'm--I'm quiet!
Sharon: Phyllis, get out. Get out.
Phyllis: You're hurting my arm.
Sharon: Thank you. Thank you very much, Sir.
Nick: Thank you, man. My whole life's in this thing.
Phyllis: Ow! Okay! Ow! Just go slow-- I know where the door is.
Man: Let's go. Let's go.
Nick: What the hell is going on here?
Chloe: So... what do you think of Mommy's vows to Daddy? Pretty cute, right?
Chloe: Oh, I know! I know. I am pinching myself, too. Can you believe it? In just a few minutes, you and your mommy are going to be real-life, happily-ever Chancellor princesses. Not bad for the maid's daughter, huh? It's all because of you. Who knew it was possible to love someone as much as I love you? Wouldn't do much good to say this to your daddy, but I love him like crazy, too.
Jack: Thank you. Hey, there.
Jack: You seem a little down. Everything all right?
Sharon: Um, yeah, I'm--I'm just not feeling that hot.
Jack: You sure you're up to this?
Sharon: Well, I promised Chloe I would do it, so I'm gonna get through it somehow.
Ashley: Oh, Sharon, what an elegant dress.
Sharon: Thank you. Chloe sent it to me.
Ashley: Wow, she's got great taste. You look incredible.
Jack: Uh, there's the mother of the bride.
Esther: Oh, hi, Jack, Ashley. Sharon, I know that you and Chloe aren't that close. And for you to stand up at her wedding... it just means so much.
Sharon: I'm happy to do it, Esther.
Billy: No swiping a taste before the reception.
Colleen: Ooh, look at you!
Billy: You know what they say-- live fast, marry young, leave a good looking corpse.
Colleen: Is it killing you?
Billy: This bow tie? Yeah, it is.
Colleen: You know what I mean.
Billy: My wedding to Mac was a long time ago.
Colleen: Listen, you-- you don't have to do this, okay?
Billy: Yes, I do. Yes--
Jill: I thought I heard your voice.
Jill: You look very handsome.
Colleen: I think he knows.
Jill: Colleen, could you give us a moment, please?
Colleen: Oh, sure.
Billy: Bye. That's a hell of a cake. What'd that set you back?
Jill: Well, you'll have to ask Esther about that. I didn't come in here to talk about the cake. Listen... I know that our relationship's been a little strained lately, but this is a monumental day for you. I just want you to be happy, Honey. I do love you. And family's very important. These past few days have really driven that home for me.
Billy: I love you, Mom. It's all gonna work out. I promise. Believe that.
Nick: You got it. You know, you are lucky you weren't banned from the entire club.
Phyllis: What are you talking about, lucky? He hurt my arm.
Nick: I cannot believe you are back to harassing Sharon, after all the talks we've had.
Phyllis: Oh, you are protecting her again. You are protecting her again.
Nick: This isn't even about Sharon. This is about you going too far.
Phyllis: She has no morals. She steals things.
Nick: Do you have any idea how petty and cruel you sound right now?
Phyllis: Twice! Twice! Twice! I saw her take something that wasn't hers twice. I saw it. She steals. And you know that-- that little thing that happened up at the cabin? That little thing, when you had sex with her? That thing?
Nick: Just keep your voice down.
Phyllis: I hope it didn't mean anything to you. Because she's actually whoring around all over town.
Nick: All right, that's enough. I hate it when you get like this. It drives me insane.
Phyllis: She's sleeping with Billy Abbott.
Esther: Look at that. There's daddy. There's Mrs. C. oh, here we go. We'll be right here. There you go. There we go. Here comes mommy. She's beautiful.
Man: All set?
Chloe: Billy? Don't do this.
Billy: (Whispers) What?
Chloe: He's ready. He's ready.
Sharon: I'm-- (whispers) Chloe? Chloe, I-I hate to do this to you, but, um... I-I have to go. I don't' feel well.
Chloe: You're-- you're kidding me, right?
Jack: Hey! Hey! Hey! You all right? You want--you want me to call a doctor?
Sharon: No, I'm fine. I'm fine. Just stay here. Stay here with Billy. He needs you.
Jack: I-I'm sorry, folks. Sharon apologizes. She's not feeling well. Please continue.
Kay: I'll be right back.
Esther: (Whispers) Where are you going?
Kay: Well, Nikki just arrived, and she wants to show me something.
Murphy: (Whispers) We'll be right back. I promise.
Chloe: This is an absolute nightmare.
Jill: Um, why don't you all wait right here. It shouldn't take long.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Okay, I think I'm gonna be sick.
Man: Let's, um, use this time to reflect on the commitment you're about to make to one another.
Billy: Reverend, you don't understand. If you don't do this now, I-- can we just move this along?
Chloe: I don't have anyone to stand up for me, Billy.
Colleen: I will.
Colleen: Go ahead. I'll--I'll take Sharon's place.
Jill: Can't this wait?
Nikki: No, it can't wait.
Brock: According to this report, the mitochondrial D.N.A. test-- it proves conclusively she's my mother.
Murphy: Oh! She's waited a long time for this!
Nikki: I'm so sorry I doubted you.
Kay: Oh, well, you needed proof.
Brock: Now we've got it.
Jill: It's a mistake. You know, it's a mistake. The lab just made a mistake.
Kay: Well, actually, we had, um... the test run simultaneously in two different facilities, just to make sure. I... I really wish this hadn't been taken from us.
Jill: What about the D.N.A. test we did six years ago that proved what they were claiming was true? What, are you saying that that was a mistake?
Kay: It had to be.
Jill: So that's it? We're not related? This has all been a lie?
Kay: Jill, this... there's always been love... isn't that really what matters? I mean, Darling, can't you just-- can't you just put this behind you and let me continue to be your mother? I mean, will you please, please, say you can?
Nick: Jack's brother? No. No way. Sharon would not do that.
Phyllis: She admitted it to me.
Nick: All right, if she did get involved with him, it would be because... she was in a lot of pain, not because she's a bad person.
Phyllis: (Sighs) Sharon is a tramp, and you won't see it.
Nick: No, what I see is this obsessive need you have to tear her down. You need to get a grip. This isn't even about Sharon anymore. You are destroying our marriage all on your own.
Phyllis: No, you need to get a grip. You destroyed our marriage by sleeping with Sharon behind my back. You did it, not me. And I am an idiot-- I am an idiot trying to fight for this marriage. And every time I turn around, there's Sharon. She's like crazed man-eater. It's like I can't-- I can't close my eyes for one second.
Man: This Blessed Sacrament was ordained by the Lord, to be entered into freely, lovingly, and reverently. As you stand here in this solemn yet joyful moment, know that love, loyalty and trust are the foundation of a happy and lasting marriage. The bride has written a poem in honor of the occasion. Chloe.
Chloe: Ahem. Thank you. "The thing that charms me most about Billy-- the way he walks into a room and commands attention without even trying. The fact that he's on every celeb's speed dial, but he takes a call from my mom first. The way he can make me laugh, even when I feel like punching him in the face. He did a Sir Walter Raleigh once so I wouldn't step in a puddle. Of course, it wasn't his coat, but do we care? The thing I envy most about Billy-- his wit, his worldliness, his ability to make a perfect appletini, the way he can eat anything-- I mean, anything, with chopsticks. Soup, okay? And his uncanny knack for telling a real Rolex from a fake. The thing I admire most about Billy-- his intelligence, his loyalty, his fearlessness, his talent. But my absolute favorite thing about Billy? Is how good he looks standing next to me."
Man: William, do you have anything to share before you take your vows?
Billy: Aren't you just supposed to feed me the words?
Man: I can. But, um, most people like to say something from the heart first.
Billy: No. No, I, uh...
Man: Okay. Repeat after me. I, William Abbott--
Billy: Actually, I-- hold on a second. Um... this is the last place I expected to be. It's somewhat crazy how we got here, but...
Billy: I'd do it all again for Delia. Yeah, I would. I would.
Jill: Don't look at me. I don't want your pity.
Nikki: It's not pity, its compassion.
Jill: You never approved of me. Not really. You never thought I was good enough to be your daughter. This is what you wanted all along.
Kay: Don't ever say that.
Murphy: We should give 'em some time alone.
Jill: No, no, no, no, no. You all worship her so much, you stay. I'm done with her.
Esther: What is taking so long? You're missing the whole wedding.
Jill: Esther, drag out that Christmas present that Katherine gave you, you know, that tacky blue maid's uniform? 'Cause the minute that ceremony's over, you're back to being a peon.
Esther: You got proof? Oh, Mrs. C.! How wonderful!
Jill: What's so damned wonderful about it? We were better off thinking she was dead.
Murphy: Wait, wait, wait-- people who are hurting say things they don't always mean.
Jill: For God sake, you dig worms for a living. How the hell would you know how I feel?
Kay: That's enough! Now I have tried my best to be kind to you, young lady. But as usual, you make it damn near impossible.
Jill: Here comes the lecture now, right?
Brock: Why don't we all try and calm down, Jill?
Jill: Brock, for Gods sake, that's always your answer to everything! Just be nice and hold your tongue! Well, I am so sick of pretending with you people!
Nikki: Well, you never have been one to hold back.
Jill: You've never understood that the reason she's hated me all these years is because her husband preferred me. Because Phillip loved me even though I was poor, and it just galled you, didn't it? She heaped abuse on me. She called me trailer trash a million times, and now she's marrying it. How poetic is that?
Kay: Enough, enough, enough, enough!
Jill: Really?! What are you gonna do about it?!
Man: Hey. What'll it be?
Phyllis: Um... actually, I had a question. Um... a friend of mine thinks his wife is cheating on him. And, um... I hear she comes here a lot, picking up on guys. I wanted to know if I said her name, maybe because she's run a tab or something... you know, would you know who it was? Her name is Sharon Abbott.
Man: Mm. Not sure.
Phyllis: Hmm. Are you sure now?
Man: Blonde, pretty, sweet smile. Yeah, she's been here.
Phyllis: Have you seen her leave with anybody?
Man: Just last night.
Phyllis: Thank you. You've been helpful.
Man: You want anything?
Phyllis: No, I got what I came for. Thanks.
Mary Jane: Excuse me. I couldn't help but, uh, overhear about your friend being cheated on? That's, uh, really rough.
Phyllis: Yeah. It's really rough. But, um... it's gonna work out. This woman-- she gives a new meaning to the word "Needy." Believe me. Have a good night.
Mary Jane: Thank you.
Sharon: (Sobbing) (Knock on door) (Knock on door) (Knock on door)
Kay: I've tried to reach out, comfort you, and what have you done in return? You have spit in my face. I tried to work this thing out in a more gentle way, but would you have it? No! Well, there's no turning back now. You want a war, lady? Then, by God, you've got one.
Jill: Bring it on, old woman.
Nikki: You don't need this, Katherine. Let's go.
Jill: What a lucky break for you! Since she's the daughter you always wanted. Much better match-- much better match-- two dried-up old lushes.
Murphy: Hey! Hey! Watch your mouth!
Nikki: How dare you?!
Jill: Oh, shut up and stay out of it!
Kay: Forgive me, Chloe.
[Katherine and Jill start throwing the wedding cake]
Esther: Oh, no! No! Stop!
Brock: Katherine! Get a hold of yourself!
Esther: Stop it!
Nikki: Stop that!
Kay: Let go!
Murphy: No! No!
Man: As William and Chloe have consented together in marriage, and have witness the same before this company, by virtue of the authority vested in me by this state, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.
Man: You may kiss the bride.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Sharon: Go home. Be with your wife.
Nick: I'm not going anywhere.
Jack: Is it worth giving up your daughter?
Phyllis: I didn't wanna think this was true, but here you are, outside of her room. Again.
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