Y&R Transcript Tuesday 8/25/09

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 8/25/09 -- Canada; Wednesday 8/26/09 -- U.S.A.


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(Doorbell rings)

Victor: The two lovebirds. Please come in.

Gloria: (Chuckles)

Victor: And kindly keep your voices down.

Jeff: So what are we gonna do about this?

Victor: (Chuckles) That photo means nothing, does it?

Jeff: Mary Jane Benson is a wanted criminal. Now why would a man who offered a million-dollar reward for her capture be so chummy with her?

Gloria: Especially in the doorway of her hotel suite that you paid for, Victor.

Jeff: Yeah. Gee, I wonder how much the tabloids will cough up?

Gloria: (Laughs)

Jeff: Not to mention the legal complications.

Victor: You're threatening me?

Victoria: Yeah, let's set up something for next week. Okay, that sounds perfect. I'll see you then.

J.T.: (Sighs)

Victoria: Hey. Any word from Paul?

J.T.: No. (Sighs) He disappeared. So did Mary Jane.

Victoria: Well, can't you trace his phone?

J.T.: There's no signal. I don't know where the hell they went. You know, you didn't say two words to me last night.

Victoria: Um, I was just tired.

J.T.: Reed asked me if I was mad at Mommy.

(Telephone rings)

Victoria: (Sighs)

J.T.: No, don't answer that.

Victoria: Can we talk about this later?

J.T.: Don--don-- don't answer that. Just hold on a second. (Sighs) This is all my fault, all right? Nothing happened with Colleen, but I shouldn't have been alone with her in the first place, all right? And I told her that, um, I'm not going over there again. I don't want to jeopardize what we have.

Victoria: This is about more than--than just Colleen.

J.T.: I'll ease up on your old man, okay?

(Cell phone rings)

J.T.: This might be about Paul. Hellstrom. Yeah, that's his car. Blood? Is it Paul's? (Sighs)

Patty: (Whimpers)

(Breathing rapidly)


Paul: Patty. Patty. Patty.

Patty: (Screams)

Paul: Patty, you're okay.

Patty: Where am I?

Paul: You're at St. Jude's. You've been given asylum.

Patty: No. No, no, no. You're the one--y-you're the one working with the-- with the one that killed Kitty.

J.T.: No. No, no, no, no. The parish priest is a friend of Toddís, remember?

Patty: No. Okay. How--I don't know. I don't-- how do I trust you?

Paul: You can trust me--

Patty: No, no. Wait, wait--

Paul: Patty. Patty. Patty.

Patty: No!

Paul: The police are after you. This is the only place you're gonna be safe.

Patty: (Breathing rapidly)

Mac: So what time are you and Chloe meeting with the mediator?

Billy: A couple hours. It's just a formality. We already agreed to everything. (Sighs) You know what? We should celebrate tonight. I hear there's a hot new trumpet player at the Indigo.

Mac: I was thinking something more intimate, maybe at the trailer.

Billy: I love the way you think.

Mac: To a new beginning.

(Coffee cups clink)

Billy: Mm. (Chuckles)

Chloe: Ha.

Chance: (Chuckles) Well, hi. Good morning.

Chloe: Hi. Talk about a "Chance" meeting.

Chance: (Groans)

Chloe: (Laughs) Bet you never heard that one before.

Chance: No, never have. So, um, good luck, before I forget. Good luck today on your mediation.

Chloe: Oh, thank you. Uh, well, the hard part's done. Billy and I already worked on the settlement, so...

Chance: Oh.

Chloe: Yeah.

Chance: So that just leaves you signing the papers, and then you're, uh, divorced. Wow.

Chloe: But I'm looking forward to moving on, past, you know, the Billy-- post-Abbott life, whatever.

Chance: It's never easy, you know, letting go. But, um, you know, once we do, we just open ourselves up to a whole world of new possibilities, so just kind of focus on that.

Chloe: Yeah, well, who wants an old married woman with a kid?

Chance: (Chuckles) Okay, first of all, "A," you're not old.

Chloe: (Grumbles)

Chance: "B," you're almost not married. And "C," you got a kid who couldn't be any cuter. I'm just saying.

(Cell phone beeps)

Chance: Uh, excuse me one second.

Chloe: Yeah.

Chance: Seems there's a break in a case. Are you gonna be around later?

Chloe: Yeah, I'll be--

Heather: Detective Chancellor, uh, you're working on the Mary Jane Benson case, right?

Chance: Uh, yeah, Counselor. I assume you just heard as well. They just found, uh, Paul's car abandoned.

Heather: I did. I'm on my way out there right now.

Chance: Tell you what, why don't I give you a ride?

Heather: Okay. Sounds--yeah, let's go.

Chance: Um, excuse me. Uh, see you later, okay?

Chloe: Yeah, go.

Chance: Great. Thank you.

Jill: (Sighs)

Kay: Little fillets of beef.

Murphy: I know. I-I'd rather have the eggs.

Kay: It's not a storm. It's a little fillet of-- little fillets--

Jill: You summoned me?

Murphy: Good morning, Jill.

Jill: Katherine, we live in the same house. Why would you want to meet here?

Murphy: Come here and join us for breakfast.

Jill: (Sighs)

Kay: Uh, it's no big deal. Uh, property taxes are due on the house. I need your share.

Jill: Really? How much are they?

Kay: $100,000.

Jill: (Scoffs) This is why you called me here?

Murphy: (Sighs)

Jill: Invited me to have breakfast, and you talk about bills, Katherine? How gracious of you.

Kay: Oh, my. We've had this conversation year after year. It's never been a problem before. Come over here.


Jill: Um, I don't have my checkbook with me, so I'll write you a check later.

Kay: Oh.

Murphy: This afternoon?

Jill: Yes, Murphy, this afternoon. All of my cash is tied up in investments, although I don't expect you to understand that kind of thing.

Chloe: Hi, guys.

Jill: (Scoffs)

Kay: Hello, there.

Chloe: Hey, did you see little Delia this morning sitting in her high chair trying to feed herself?

Kay: Aw. (Chuckles)

Chloe: So cute, right?

Jill: Would you please excuse me? I seem to have lost my appetite.

Chloe: Was that because of something I just said?

Murphy: No, no, no, no, no. This one's my fault.

Kay: Well, she's been like that a long time before you came around. (Laughs)

Murphy: (Chuckles)

Chloe: (Chuckles)

Kay: Poor, poor thing. Um, sit down. Sit down.

Murphy: Yeah.

Kay: Eat.

Chloe: Oh, um, well, I'm not hungry, but I could really use some words of wisdom.

J.T.: (Sighs) They found Paul's car. There was blood on the seat. It looks more and more like Mary Jane took him hostage.

Victoria: I'm wondering if I should find my mom. I know she said she didn't want to be bothered, but I'm really worried about her.

J.T.: If it were me, I'd want to know. Look, I'm sorry I cut our talk short.

Victoria: That's fine.

J.T.: You know, I'm gonna go out there and see if there's any way I can help.

Victoria: J.T., listen. Um, I really don't want to argue anymore. You think maybe we could just wipe the slate clean?

J.T.: I wish it were that simple.

Gloria: Aw, come on, Victor. You know--

Victor: Shh, shh, shh, shh. I asked you to keep it down.

Gloria: You owe us for setting up Colleen and getting her off that board.

Victor: I did not say I was not gonna pay you, did I?

Jeff: You don't cough it up, the tabloids are gonna have a field day with this photo. Gee, I wonder how much it's worth. It's gotta be worth at least as much as you were offering for Mary Jane. Say a cool million? (Chuckles) What, you're calling security? Gonna have us tossed out?

Victor: I'm calling the police to have you arrested.

Jeff: This isn't over.

Victor: It was over the moment you came in here and darkened my door. Now get out.

Patty: Let go of me. The police want to hurt me!

Paul: Patty. Patty. I am your brother. I am not gonna let anything bad happen to you, I promise. Do you remember when Mom and Dad used to--to bring us all to church? You know, you, me, Steve and--and--and Todd. But Mom didn't want you lighting any of the candles, right?

Patty: She thought I would get burned.

Paul: Right, but-- but, um, Todd and I, we would let you light the candles when she wasn't watching.

Patty: My two big brothers-- you guys took care of me.

Paul: Always, Patty. Even now, okay? I am on your side.

Patty: (Inhales deeply)

Paul: Okay?

Patty: (Sniffles) You know, I haven't had anyone on my side in a very long time.

Paul: I know.

Patty: (Sighs heavily) I sure made messes of things, didn't I?

Paul: (Sighs)

Patty: Shooting Jack.

Paul: Well, thank God, he didn't press charges.

Patty: He loved me, even then.

Paul: We all love you, Patty. We were worried about you, you know, when you lost the baby.

Patty: I know. (Sniffles) I tried really, really hard to get my life back together. I did. It's just, I couldn't handle the whispering behind my back. And then Mom-- Mom just made things so much harder. So I left. I thought everybody hated me.

Paul: No.

Patty: (Sobs)

Paul: Nobody hates you. I-I tried to find you for years.

Patty: I know. Eau Claire. I saw you first, and I hid.

Paul: I wish you hadnít.

Patty: If wishes were fishes. Remember? Todd used to say that. "If wishes were fishes."


Paul: So, um, what brought you-- what brought you back to Genoa City now?

Patty: I came back because... (Sighs) Because a man didn't accept me for who I was, but with my new face, my new identity-- he's very powerful and influential. He made promises, but--

Paul: Victor Newman.

Patty: Why would Victor bother with me? Huh? I thought it was obvious. I came back for Jack.

Chloe: Today's the big day. Billy and I are signing our divorce agreement.

Kay: Well, I'm sorry.

Chloe: It just shouldn't hurt this much, you know?

Kay: Oh, of course it should hurt that much.

Murphy: You wouldn't be human if it didn't hurt.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Kay: You know, if it's any consolation, you will work through this.

Chloe: I'm just worried about Delia. I mean, what if he goes on with his life and has another family, and he stops thinking about her?

Murphy: Wait, wait, wait. He does that, he'll have to answer to me.

Chloe: (Chuckles) (Sighs) I'm sorry. I-I know. I thought-- I thought that I would just skate through this so much easier and... (Sighs) I gotta get it together. You know, it's not the end of the world.

Kay: Since you've come home, I've noticed a significant change in you. Stop selling yourself short. I'm seeing a remarkable young woman emerge.

Chloe: Why can't Billy see it?

Billy: (Chuckles)

Gloria: (Chuckles)

Billy: Iced coffee, please.

Gloria: Mm-hmm.

Billy: To go.

Gloria: Mm-hmm. I'll bring it over to your table.

Billy: Thank you.

Gloria: You know, I am so sick and tired of being poor. Time for you to get a job.

Jeff: I've got a job, sweet cheeks. I'm a crossing guard.

Gloria: A real job.

Jeff: There are easy ways to make cash.

Gloria: Oh, yeah. "Let's blackmail Victor Newman." A lot of good that did.

Jeff: Worth a shot.

Gloria: You blew it.

Jeff: I blew it?

Gloria: Victor was going to give us the money for helping him with Colleen. But now he's mad at us, so he wonít.

Jeff: (Laughs) You believe "Old moneybags"?

Gloria: If you had just handled him, you know, with a little bit of a softer touch, maybe he might have--

Jeff: I'd like to handle you with a little bit of a softer touch right now in the back room.

Gloria: (Chuckles) No! Not until you come up with a way to make the rent.

Patty: It's such a relief to be myself again, not have to be Mary Jane anymore.

Paul: Yeah, I bet. So tell me, um, how did you manage such a huge transformation? I mean, all the plastic surgery, the expensive clothes and-- I mean, even your references checked out.

[Patty remembering]

Victor: You'll be well-provided for, okay? You're a beautiful woman now. You'll have a hell of a time in Rio. Don't worry about a thing.

Mary Jane: And if I refuse, Victor?

Victor: I wouldn't contemplate that if I were you. You get the hell out of this town. I'll have my security guy come up and help you pack. And don't you ever set foot in Genoa City again.

Patty: Coming back home was the best thing I could have done. (Sighs) I love Jack. (Chuckles) I do. And I-I know he loves me. He does. That's why I have to get back to him. Why, um, why would the police want to keep us apart? Oh, you know what? I bet this had something to do with Sharon, or maybe Phyllis.

Paul: Listen, um, why don't you let me call my partner J.T. and see if he can intervene for you with-- with the police, okay?

Patty: Well, just hold on. Can--can he be trusted?

Paul: He's my partner. Yeah, he can be trusted.

Patty: Okay.

Paul: You can listen in.

Patty: Yeah?

Paul: Okay?

Heather: Lab just confirmed. It is Paul's blood in the car.

J.T.: Hey, listen, he's been in tougher jams than this, all right?

(Cell phone rings)

J.T.: Paul, where are you?

Heather: What?

J.T.: Are you okay?

Paul: Yeah, I'm fine.

J.T.: They--they found your car. There was blood.

Paul: I-it was just a cut. Listen, I am with Mary Jane. We are, uh... (Sighs) They've given us sanctuary in a church. Can you meet us?

J.T.: Where?

Patty: And make him promise not to tell the police.

Paul: Oh, promise me you won't call the authorities.

J.T.: I won't say a word, all right? Just tell me where.

Paul: Okay, we're at the chapel at St. Judeís.

J.T.: I'm on my way.

Chance: Well?

Heather: Yeah, did Paul sound like he was under any duress?

J.T.: It's hard to tell.

Chance: Where are they?

J.T.: I promised I wouldn't say anything, okay?

Heather: (Sighs)

Chance: Look, this woman has a history of violence.

Heather: Yeah, J.T., my father's in trouble. If you know where he is, you have to tell us.

J.T.: (Sighs)

Jill: Hi. Is there any way--

Woman: Okay. What?

Jill: (Sighs) I realize I am not on the schedule today, but I really need the work. As many shifts as possible.

Woman: Get yourself more regulars.

Jill: Milly, come on. I'll work late. I will take care of all your most difficult customers. I'll treat them like angels.

Milly: Helen didn't show today. Take the walk-ins.

Jill: Oh, thank you. Thank you! (Sighs)

Gloria: And would you look at these nails? Would you look at my hands? This place is ruining me.

Jeff: Oh, no money for the beauty salon?

Gloria: No.

Jeff: Mm.

Gloria: But I'm gonna find a cheap, out-of-the-way place where nobody knows me.

Billy: (Whistles)

Gloria: My, my, my. Big tipper. Why are you in such a good mood?

Billy: Why, I'm getting a divorce.


Chloe: A year ago today, I was marrying Cane, and now I am divorcing Billy. I'm a real winner, huh?

Kay: Oh, stop it. Don't you ever let me hear you putting yourself down again, young lady, never.

Murphy: Yeah. Today is the start of a new adventure, and we'll be right there, good days and bad days.

Chloe: Well, I could definitely use those reinforcements right now.

Mac: Hi, Chloe.

Murphy: Hey, Mac.

Chloe: Hi.

Mac: Hi.

Kay: Hi, Sweetheart.

Mac: I-I looked for you this morning.

Chloe: Yeah, I know. I-I left early.

Mac: About today--

Chloe: You know, it's just a formality, and I want to let you know that I am really happy for you and Billy. I mean that.

Mac: Rea--okay. Thank you. You, too.

Chloe: Yeah. Um, guys, I can't be late. Good to see you. Thank you.

Murphy: Mm-hmm.

Kay: Uh, join us.

Murphy: Yeah.

Mac: I'm gonna work out, but I'll come back by later if you're still here.

Murphy: Okay.

Kay: (Chuckles) Oh, Murph.

Murphy: Yeah?

Kay: Time--

Victoria: Katherine. Katherine.

Murphy: Hi.

Victoria: Hi. Um, have you heard from my mom? It's--it's really urgent that I find her.

Paul: I just figured out why you called yourself "Mary Jane." "Mary" for Mom, and "Jane" for Aunt Jane, right?

Patty: Mm.

J.T.: Paul. Hey, Paul, are you there?

Paul: That's my friend, okay? He's okay. We're gonna figure out a plan to protect you.

Patty: Okay. My big brother's gonna protect me. (Laughs)

Paul: Yeah. Okay? You stay right here, okay?

Patty: Mm-hmm.

Paul: You stay right here.

Patty: Okay.

Paul: Don't be seen. (Sighs) Thanks for coming. Why did you bring them?

J.T.: I had to.

Heather: Because Mary Jane Benson is dangerous. I'm your daughter.

Chance: Is she in there?

Paul: Listen, Father Hoffman accepted our request for sanctuary, and I expect the police to do the same. You understand me?

Chance: Look, I'm gonna have to call this in, all right? See what the chief wants me to do.

Paul: I want to cut a deal with the D.A.

Heather: Okay. All right. You gotta--you gotta let me see Mary Jane, though. I gotta know what I'm up against.

Paul: Okay. All right, you should see her. You don't freak her out. Come on.

Patty: No. No, you promised it was only gonna be J.T.

Paul: No, its okay, Patty. Patty, its okay. You two should meet.

Heather: Yeah, we've met before.

Paul: No, I don't think you have.

Paul: This is my sister Patty, your Aunt Patty.

Heather: (Sighs) For Mary Jane and Patty--

Paul: It turns out we were looking for the same person.

Heather: Unbelievable. How long have you known?

Paul: Since yesterday. Since, um, Sis and I took our excursion.

Patty: You're Aprilís daughter?

Heather: Uh, yes, I am, and I work for the district attorney's office.

Patty: They're gonna lock me up.

Paul: No, no. She's gonna help us broker a deal with her boss.

Patty: No, they're not. They're gonna put me in jail.

Paul: Patty, I'm gonna look out for you, okay? Just like I did when we were kids.

Patty: Yeah? No, you did. You did good. You took care of me. Okay, I-I'd--I'd like to light a candle. Is that okay?

Paul: Yeah, okay.

Patty: Would you watch me so that I don't get burned?

Paul: I'll watch you.

J.T.: Paul, what the hell happened to her?

Paul: I don't know. She--she doesn't want to be Mary Jane anymore. She wants to be my little sister.

Heather: You know, I heard, uh, I heard stories about Aunt Patty when I was a kid.

Paul: Yeah, from your mother.

Heather: Yes. That she shot Jack Abbott years ago... (Whispering) That, uh, you know, she just-- she just tried to kill Summer. She poisoned the Newman's dog. I mean, what's that from? Is that from her? Did she try to cut you?

Paul: It was purely accidental.

Heather: I-I don't care who she is. She's dangerous.

Paul: Not now. Look at her.

Heather: Paul. Paul, "Unstable" is not a whole lot better right now.

J.T.: (Whispering) Look, I agree with Heather. She could flip at any minute.

Paul: You two, listen to me. She needs serious psychiatric help. She needs professional care. We are in 100% agreement right now.

J.T.: Paul, has she mentioned how she made the transformation from Patty to Mary Jane? Was Victor involved?

Heather: What? Victor?

Paul: She said there was no connection. J.T., I am not convinced.

J.T.: Neither am I.

Victoria: And Aunt Casey hasn't heard from Mom since before the wedding, and I've gotta tell you, I'm really starting to worry.

Kay: Well, I'm sure Nikki would want to know that Paul is missing, but, I mean, I haven't heard a word from her. I don't know where to reach her, either.

Murphy: Yeah. Look, I used to disappear myself sometimes. I mean, go fishing for weeks. You know, to--to escape.

Kay: Murphy, Murphy.

Murphy: Okay.

Kay: You know, it's not like Nikki to simply disappear.

Victoria: No. I know. That's something Dad likes to do.

Chloe: Hey.

Billy: Hey. Ready to do this?

Chloe: (Clears throat)

Billy: Oh.

Chloe: Much better.


Billy: Are you ready?

Chloe: Yeah, I'm actually, uh, I'm looking forward to it. I'm over the whole "Poor me" thing. I am. This is not the end. It's actually the beginning of something wonderful.

Billy: Well, that's, um, that's a good attitude.

Chloe: I think it's time to put the past behind me and move on, and let me start by apologizing... (Sighs) For all of the manipulative stuff I've done since day one.

Billy: Mm.

[Billy remembering]

Billy: Would you date that guy?

Chloe: Excuse me?

Billy: Oh, I'm just trying to figure out what your type might be. Uh, were you in Soho last night? Jazz's loft?

Chloe: Uh, yeah, actually, I was. Sorry, I don't remember you.

Billy: We didn't meet. Uh, hi. I'm Billy Abbott.

Chloe: So no hard feelings?

Woman: Next case.

Bailiff: Abbott vs. Abbott.

Billy: (Clears throat) Mm.

Patty: Is he coming?

Paul: Uh, he's on retreat. There are no phones, but, um, I didn't talk with him. I did leave word, and, um, he's gonna call us when he can. You should be safe here. The D.A.'s not going to violate sanctuary, not if he wants to get reelected.

Patty: (Sniffles) Uh, you didn't tell Mom, did you?

Paul: No. No, I didn't want to worry her.

Patty: How is she?

Paul: She's okay.

Patty: Yeah?

Paul: She's slowing down.

Patty: And Dad?

Paul: Um, he's still not there.

Patty: I wish our family was together.

Paul: That's the way it is. We're still a family.

Patty: Maybe I should light another candle for all of us, yeah?

Paul: Yeah, okay. That's a good idea.

Patty: God is with us. I'm safe.

Paul: You're safe.

Paul: (Sighs heavily)

Chance: Do not enter St. Jude's until I personally give the word, okay? Let's move.

Heather: Okay, look. Look. I, uh, I really don't think she's gonna run.

Chance: Well, I just spoke with the chief, and they're still debating this whole "Sanctuary" thing.

Heather: The district attorney is out of town, so I have a call in to the second-in-command Owen Pomerantz. It really does not look good if we're blatantly disrespectful here.

Chance: Well, at this point, I'm more concerned about safety than anything else, including Paulís.

Heather: Right. She's not gonna hurt him.

Chance: You can't-- you can't be sure of that.

Heather: (Sighs) Detective, the woman in there is, um, Paul's sister Patty Williams. Mary Jane Benson is just an alias.

Chance: Why didn't you tell me this before? If this is the case, you're related to this woman.

Heather: I-I-I understand. I just found out a few moments, uh, moments ago, and Paul apparently found out yesterday.

Chance: (Sighs) All right, w-- (sighs) How did this happen?

Heather: I don't know. I don't know. I mean, uh, heavy plastic surgery? (Sighs) And honestly, after talking to her, I'm not-- I'm not entirely sure she's responsible for her actions.

Chance: Well, that's for the courts to decide.

(Cell phone rings)

Chance: Excuse me. Detective Chancellor. Yes, Sir. Yes, Sir. We'll be very respectful. Thank you, Sir. It was the chief. We've got the go-ahead.

Heather: Okay, okay, okay. Look, just--just wait until Owen calls back.

Chance: Two minutes. You've got two minutes.

J.T.: What would you say if I told you I know the whereabouts of Mary Jane Benson?

Victor: I would say that I'm looking forward to seeing her brought to justice.

J.T.: Yeah, unfortunately, it's not that easy. It's a little more complicated.

Victor: How so?

J.T.: Turns out Mary Jane is actually Patty Williams, Paul's sister.

Victor: I'll be damned. Paul's sister. How come he didn't recognize her?

J.T.: Oh, she had extensive surgery, radically changed her appearance.

Victor: Why would she do that?

J.T.: Uh, she came back to Genoa City to start something up with Jack Abbott.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

J.T.: They were married years ago, briefly, when she was still a teenager. Things ended badly, but she never got over him. Of course, you-- you probably know all this since you've known Jack and Paul forever.

Victor: Huh. Where are Paul and Mary Jane right now?

J.T.: Paul took her to St. Jude's parish, requested sanctuary. I just came from there.

Victor: Huh.

J.T.: You know, Victor, I'm still a little curious about that note, the one that said to ask you about Mary Jane.

Victor: Well, J.T., I think we already discussed that. Neither you nor I know who put it in your pocket. And whoever did had an agenda that had nothing to do with the truth.

J.T.: (Sighs) Which is?

Victor: That I had no connection with Mary Jane Benson before she came to Genoa City.

J.T.: Patty Williams didn't have the money or the power it would take to change her--her face, set herself up with a phony career. You deny it all you want, Victor. I believe you helped her.

Victor: Really? Why the hell would I do that?

J.T.: To get at Jack. Only you couldn't control her. You--you wound up unleashing a mentally unstable, violent woman on your family.

Victor: And you talk about family, J.T.? You, who cheated on my daughter who happens to be your wife, with Colleen, a woman I asked you to investigate? Hmm?

J.T.: If you'd just talked to me first instead of showing those-- those photos to Victoria, you would have saved her a lot of heartache.

Victor: You're no longer welcome in this house.

Gloria: (Sighs) Excuse me, is there a wait for a manicure?

Milly: Oh, have a seat. One of the girls will be with you in a minute.

Gloria: Okay, good.

Jill: (Sighs)

Gloria: (Laughs)

Jill: Pick a color.

Woman: This document constitutes the final agreement between you two. Please take a look at it, make sure it's all there, and sign on the last page. I'll file it with the court, and you're good to go.

Billy: (Sighs)

Chloe: (Sighs)

Billy: You know, um, yeah, I-I-I can't sign this.

Chloe: Uh, wh-why not?

Billy: (Sighs) I just--I don't know. I have some questions about the settlement, that's all.

Mac: So Billy signs the divorce papers today, thank God.

Victoria: That's great. I'm happy for you.

Mac: Thank you. We're both pretty excited about it.

Victoria: Yeah, I can see.

Kay: Well, now. If I hear from Nikki, I will certainly let her know about Paul.

Murphy: Yeah, you've got a gumshoe in the family, put him to work. (Chuckles)

Victoria: Yes, I will.

Kay: All right. Bye-bye.

Victoria: Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

Victoria: (Sighs)

(Cell phone rings)

J.T.: Hey, you calling me?

Victoria: Yeah. Um, I can't-- I can't find Mom. I-I haven't heard from her, and I've called her credit card company pretending to be her. She hasn't used her card since she left.

J.T.: Okay. All right. I'll, uh, I'll get on it.

Victoria: Okay.

J.T.: We found Paul.

Victoria: Where?

J.T.: (Sighs) He took Mary Jane to St. Jude's parish for sanctuary.

Victoria: Why? He knows what she did to Summer. Why would he do that?

J.T.: Because she's his sister Patty.

Victoria: What? He didn't know it?

J.T.: No, she had her face completely changed, altered. If I'm right, Victor's responsible for this.

Victoria: (Sighs) Why do you have to blame everything on my father, always? I thought we were gonna wipe the slate clean.

J.T.: No, that was your idea. Apparently, in the Newman family, that-- that doesn't seem possible.

Victoria: What is that supposed to mean?

J.T.: Just figure it out, Victoria. Figure it out.

Chance: All right, your time's up.

Heather: I still haven't heard from my superiors. No one makes a move until I do.

Chance: You don't have the authority to make a call like that. Everyone in position.

Heather: (Sighs)

Chance: (Clears throat) (Voice amplified) Paul Williams, this is Detective Chancellor from the Genoa City Police Department. Bring Ms. Benson out right now, or we'll be forced to come in. You have one minute.

Paul: She's not gonna surrender. So if you want her, you're gonna have to violate sanctuary and come and get her.

Jeff: (Chuckles) Well, now. Decide to play ball with us after all?

Victor: Make me a strong cup of coffee, and while you're at it, listen carefully, okay?

Jeff: (Sighs)

Victor: I have a way for you and your heartthrob to get out of your financial misery. I know where you can find Mary Jane Benson. You bring her to me.

Jeff: Yeah? And what'll you do with her?

Victor: That is my business. You can find her at St. Judeís. You bring her to me, and you'll become a rich man.

Jeff: Well, I heard that before, and I got screwed.

Victor: You're not too bright, are you? Take it or leave it.

Jeff: (Sighs)

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

Chance: I have my orders.

Paul: There will be no surrender, except on my terms.

Chloe: You're having second thoughts.

Lily: I need you. I can't keep pretending.

Jill: Whatever you're up to, I'm in on it, too.

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