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Episode # 9690 ~ Working Together Sparks Nick & Phyllis' Attraction
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Proofread By Emma
Phyllis: Hey, what are you doing here?
Jack: I could say the same thing to you.
Phyllis: Um, I'm writing an article. (Clears throat)
Jack: No kidding. I heard Nick bought the magazine from Billy. I didn't realize he'd hire you back.
Phyllis: Yes, he did. I guess he didn't want to let a good thing get away.
Jack: Yeah, obviously.
Phyllis: We haven't told anybody. I guess they'll find out soon enough.
Jack: Well, in that case, congratulations.
Phyllis: Thank you. Thank you.
Jack: It's nice to be employed.
Phyllis: Oh, well, you should know-- sitting in the big chair at Jabot again.
Jack: Yeah, I guess we're back where we belong-- both of us, maybe in more ways than one.
Ashley: Yeah. Make that pony run. (Makes whooshing sounds) Trot, pony, trot, trot, trot.
Nick: I hate to break this up.
Ashley: Oh, no, not already.
Nick: Yeah, I gotta get back to "Restless Style."
Ashley: Time goes by so fast, doesn't it, when we're together?
Ashley: Oh, blankie. Blankie.
Nick: Ooh, a message from the sitter. That's never a good thing.
Faith: Uh-oh, blankie.
Ashley: Uh-oh. What? Is there a problem?
Nick: A family emergency. She's gotta cancel. She must have called while I was scattering Sharon's ashes. Oh, Man, she was supposed to meet me here and pick up Faith. Now I gotta go through the list.
Ashley: I could watch her.
Ashley: Yeah, uh, Tucker's gonna be sleeping for the rest of the night, so, sure, I could babysit.
Nick: Sold. Let's do it.
Ashley: Yeah? Excellent.
Ashley: Isn't that great? We're gonna have some more time together. What do you think? No fussy pants for you, 'cause we're here together.
Nick: (Chuckles) She'll like that. You know, I don't see her blanket anywhere.
Ashley: What do you mean? The yellow one?
Nick: Yeah. She must have left it somewhere. I bet I know exactly where it is.
Sam: You came after all.
Sharon: Piper can be very persuasive. When that little girl wants something...
Sam: Well, you're here. That's... that's all that matters.
Sam: Well, you sure clean up well.
Sharon: (Chuckles) Look who's talking. Look, Sam, the dress is... it's beautiful.
Sam: When I saw you walk into that barn, I'll tell you, I-- that just about took my breath away.
Piper: Doesn't Sheri look amazing?
Sam: I was, uh, I was just telling her that.
Sharon: You must be Piper's mom.
Beverly: Beverly Sheffield. So nice to meet you finally.
Sharon: Likewise. And, Lee, nice to see you again.
Piper: You know, Sheri wasn't gonna come, but I persuaded her. Sheri, you have to try my pie. I picked the berries out of my mom's garden. And she let me make the whole thing myself.
Sam: What do you want to bet your pie will earn more money for the food pantry than anybody else's?
Lee: Especially if you and I start biddin' against each other.
Piper: Sheri, what's your favorite kind of pie?
Sharon: Oh, I'd say it's a tie between raspberry and peach.
Piper: Me, too.
Brenda: Hey, I know you.
Phyllis: What do you mean?
Jack: Oh, Red, come on. Don't play coy. It's one of the few things you don't do well.
Phyllis: There's nothing going on. Listen, Nick and I are colleagues, that's it.
Jack: Okay, fine. Whatever you say.
Phyllis: Don't do that to me.
Jack: So tell the boss man I dropped by to, uh, discuss a little Jabot ad business, all right?
Phyllis: (Sighs) Okay. Yeah, I'll tell him. You goin' back to work?
Jack: I'm gonna pick up a little rocket fuel to power me through the evening first.
Phyllis: Mm. You seemed very excited when I saw you sitting at your desk the other day.
Jack: Ashley's new line is the most exciting launch I've ever been involved in.
Phyllis: That's great. I'm glad for you. I'll have our beauty editor, uh, talk to your P.R. people.
Jack: Do that. Hey, what's goin' on? How you doin'?
Noah: Mm, I'm hangin' in.
Jack: Okay, give me a call, okay? We'll go to a dinner or a ball game or whatever, all right?
Noah: Of course. Thanks.
Phyllis: Hey, good to see you. Ooh, what a surprise.
Noah: I, uh, I hope I'm not interrupting your work.
Phyllis: No, no, you know? I like to procrastinate. What's up?
Noah: Well, I have a friend who's interested in the magazine business, and I told her I'd show her where my dad works.
Phyllis: Oh, "Her"? Hmm, okay. Um, well, he's not here yet. He'll be back soon.
Noah: Well, it's okay. Do you mind if I stick around?
Phyllis: Not at all.
Noah: Cool. (Sighs)
Phyllis: So, um, your dad told me that you had a little ceremony in the park. Were you able to say good-bye to your mom?
Nick: You followed us? That's why you're here?
Adam: I had a right to know where the woman I planned to marry was laid to rest.
Nick: You have no rights where Sharon is concerned, none whatsoever.
Adam: Well, if she were here, Nicholas--
Nick: She's not here. She's gone. All that's left is her family, and we came here today to this place that was very special to her to say good-bye, and you had to piss on it by showing up.
Adam: What the hell is wrong with you?
Nick: Just like you did her memorial.
Adam: Give me a break.
Nick: For what? For what? Waiting until we were gone? That's supposed to make me feel better, knowing that you watched, that you listened to something very private?
Adam: If it makes any difference, I thought what you said was beautiful.
Nick: Oh, shut up, you son of a bitch.
Adam: Nicholas, what do you want from me? I'm not hurting you, and I am not trespassing, and yet, all you do is go out of your way to continually try and hurt me.
Nick: It's what you deserve-- pain-- because, Adam, it is undeniable. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be an urn full of ashes to scatter.
Brenda: I've seen you somewhere before. I'm sure of it.
Sharon: I don't know how you could have.
Sam: Sheri doesn't get out much.
Brenda: Uh, I could have sworn...
Sharon: You must be mistaken.
Brenda: Guess so. I--anyway, d-don't mind me. I'm kind of all over the place today. (Sighs)
Lee: You're entitled after what happened.
Sam: That would shake up anybody.
Beverly: They just set out the soda. Come on. Let's go try some.
Piper: Did Sam tell you about the square dance?
Sharon: Uh, no.
Piper: Every year before the band goes on, they put on square dance music. This year, Mr. Munn's gonna call it. He's an auctioneer, so he's real good.
Sharon: Ahh. I can't wait to hear him.
Piper: My mom's not that into dance. She'd rather just visit with all of her friends. So how about you, me, dad, and Sam?
Sharon: Square dancing, yeah, sure. Um, I haven't done that in years, but why not? I'll give it a try.
Piper: Hey, Dad, guess what?
Marco: Oh, hi.
Sharon: Uh, you're Sam's friend the state trooper.
Marco: Marco Duran.
Sharon: Right--Marco. Nice to see you again.
Marion: You, too. (Chuckles) You really had Brenda goin' there for a minute.
Marco: The gal who thought she knew you. She's a waitress over at that diner on Route 85.
Sharon: Uh, I've never been there.
Marco: (Sighs) See, Brenda's usually real good with faces. Uh, I mean, she has to be with all those truckers that roll through and all-- who wants onions on their burgers and who doesn't.
Sharon: (Chuckles) Right.
Marco: See, that time we met over at Sam's, I remember thinking you look familiar to me, too.
Sharon: I guess I just have one of those faces. (Chuckles)
Marco: (Chuckles) I guess-- I guess so.
Marco: Well, have fun tonight. It's a great band-- Green River Ordinance out of Fort Worth.
Sharon: Sounds great. Can't wait to hear 'em.
Marco: Well, see you later.
Piper: Sheri, dad said yes to the dance. Isn't that cool?
Ashley: Hey, Nick, it's Ashley. I just wanted to let you know that you don't have to rush back here with Faith's blankie, because she is being so good. No more fussy baby girl, so just get a lot of work done and I'll talk to you soon. Bye. Want to say, "Bye, Daddy"? Bye.
Jack: How's it going?
Ashley: Hey, Jack. Where'd you come from? Everything's good. Extra good, actually. How are you?
Jack: Oh, I can't complain. What's the latest on Tucker? I'm sure he's ordering doctors around by now.
Ashley: Yeah, well, he was sleeping when I left Memorial a little while ago.
Jack: Has he maybe seen my test market plan for the new line?
Ashley: I'm keeping him apprised of anything pertinent.
Jack: You and Faith appear to be having a good time.
Ashley: Oh, yeah.
Ashley: She's such a good girl.
Jack: What are you doing with her, anyway?
Ashley: Nick had some babysitter issues, so I volunteered to watch her.
Jack: You really think that's a good idea?
Noah: Grandma Doris and Dad and I each said a few words, and that was about it.
Phyllis: You're okay?
Noah: What choice do we have?
(Elevator door opens)
Noah: You made it.
Hunter: Yeah, it wasn't that hard.
Noah: Phyllis Summers...
Noah: This is Hunter Forlani.
Phyllis: Oh, nice to meet you.
Hunter: Yeah, you, too.
Noah: Phyllis is, uh, I mean, what--what do you do here now?
Phyllis: Um, well, uh, I-I sort of run the place with your father, and, um, I work on the stories. I edit. Um, I update our blog for breaking news. Um, I-I keep the staff from jumping out the window.
Phyllis: Uh, I'm sort of a jack of all trades. Yeah.
Hunter: Wow, that's a lot. (Chuckles)
Phyllis: Mm-hmm. It is. It's really fun, though.
Noah: Yeah, Hunter and I, uh, met in New York. She's in town for the summer and looking for a job.
Hunter: Yeah, what's-- what's your favorite thing about working here?
Phyllis: Um, well, let me see. It's never boring. It's always different--always. Uh, you know, around crunch time, it's very--it's very, um, well, I get energized. I-I like that kind of work, you know? It's vastly different from the corporate world, which is sort of...
Phyllis: Um, yes, exactly. Predictable. Right.
Hunter: Well, what's your least favorite part?
Phyllis: Um, well, the travel. And it's an adrenaline rush, but it keeps me away from my daughter, and I don't like that very much.
Hunter: Oh, that's--
Noah: Summer. That's, uh, that's my little sister.
Hunter: Oh. (Chuckles)
Phyllis: Yeah, she's away in D.C. right now on a little field trip with some school friends.
Noah: Um, do you guys do summer interns? I-I know that's something Hunter would be totally up for, right?
Hunter: Yeah. Yeah, that would be great.
Phyllis: We've done it in the past. I'm not opposed to the idea.
Hunter: Oh, cool.
Noah: So you'll talk to Dad about it?
Phyllis: I'll talk to dad about it, yeah. Uh, you can send me your résumé if you have one.
Phyllis: But right now, it's just, um--
Hunter: Yeah, you're-- you're probably on deadline.
Phyllis: Yeah, yeah, a-a-a bit, and I really need your dad's input. I don't know where he is.
Adam: So all the hours I've been putting in with Noah trying to clear Sharon's name-- that means nothing to you?
Nick: It means less than nothing. If you thought anything was gonna be different, then you are deluded, and I don't care if this is a public place or not. You got no right to be here, especially today.
Adam: I guess you're entitled to your opinion.
Nick: You know, earlier when we were scattering Sharon's ashes, I wanted to believe in my heart that she had finally found peace, because I know she never would have found that with you. But I'd like to believe that if she were alive today, eventually she would have realized just what you are.
Adam: Like she did with you? I mean, that's what this is all about, isn't it? That's what's driving all this hatred-- the fact that Sharon took one long, hard look at marrying you again and what life would be like, and she ran, Nicholas. She ran like hell, and she ran straight to me. The love of your life, the mother of your children-- she... chose... me, and you just can't live with that.
Sharon: (Giggles) Well, that was fun.
Piper: Yeah, you were really good, Sheri.
Sam: I thought so.
Sharon: Well, that's just because I was watching you guys so I knew what to do next.
(Cell phone vibrates)
Lee: Well, I should go see what that's about.
Piper: Dad, you promised, no work tonight.
Lee: I'll just be-- I'll be as quick as I can, Honey, okay?
Sam: Work for a federal marshal is never done, huh?
Lee: Well, ain't that the truth? Excuse me.
Sharon: Of course.
Sam: What kind of world is it when a man can't do-si-do without gettin' a damn phone call, right?
Sharon: Oh, a busy one.
Sam: Yeah. Well, it looks like the band's fixin' to play. How are your dancin' feet?
Sharon: All warmed up.
Sam: That's a good, good answer.
Piper: Um, before the band starts playing, you guys come and see my pie.
Sharon: (Gasps) I thought you'd never ask.
Sam: It's right over here.
Brenda: Help, police! I need the police now!
Ashley: If you are asking me and not telling me, then I think watching Faith for a little while is a great idea.
Jack: Ash, I'm just saying--
Ashley: Jack, she needs a mother figure, don't you think?
Jack: Does it have to be you? I'm only saying this because of everything you've been through and--
Ashley: I know. I know. And I-I appreciate your concern, but you don't have to worry. I'm very well aware that Faith is not my daughter, and I'm not living in a fantasy world. I love this little girl, and I always will, and I am perfectly capable of spending time with her and caring for her and keeping perspective, which is exactly what I'm doing.
Jack: Okay. But I reserve the right to speak up whenever I'm concerned.
Ashley: You know what, Jackie? I wouldn't even like you if you didn't.
Ashley: So what do you got going for the rest of the night? What's happening?
Jack: Oh, work, work, and more work.
Jack: I'm not complaining. I am thrilled to be back. As a matter of fact, I can't get enough of the place.
Ashley: I'm so happy. I'm so happy for you. I'm so happy for all the Abbotts.
Jack: You know what makes me happy? Your new line. I'm telling you, once we get this thing launched, we are going to kick some major butt on those store shelves.
Ashley: Now you know, I love to hear that. I'm so excited to hear that.
Jack: So what's it gonna take to get you back in the lab to help me build an extension line? You ever seen a cactus with sunburn? I haven't.
Jack: If we can build a moisturizer with this cactus pectin and 30 S.P.F., I don't even know if they're--
Ashley: Okay, slow down. Just--whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.
Jack: Well, you can see I do get carried away.
Jack: I swear, I wake up in the middle of the night these days with lots of ideas just bursting.
Ashley: It's exciting, I know, but don't expect me to jump back into a lab coat anytime soon. With Tucker in the hospital and everything going on, Jack--
Jack: No, I-I know you want to be at his bedside and all.
Ashley: Of course.
Jack: But, I mean, you-- you still have some free time.
Ashley: I really don't.
Jack: Since when? Unless you've been poached by some other company and you've neglected to tell me about it. I know that look. What does that look mean?
Jack: What are you saying?
Ashley: Um, well, there is one thing. Tucker asked me to--to, uh, take over McCall, you know, while he's recovering. I mean, I haven't agreed to do it yet.
Jack: Take over-- li--what, like the whole thing?
Ashley: Yeah, the whole thing.
Jack: Including Jabot?
Phyllis: Yeah, as long as you promise me on your firstborn's head that the color of reproduction won't be affected. Yeah. You already sent it to me. Okay, I'm gonna go check it out and then I'll call you back. Hey, listen, I have to go to the art department downstairs. Um, if your dad shows up, please tell him that's where I am.
Noah: Okay, bye.
Hunter: Oh, my God. Thank you so much for mentioning this intern thing. This would be seriously the most amazing job for me.
Noah: It's not a problem.
Noah: I can mention it to my dad, too, if you want.
Hunter: Really? You would do that for me?
Noah: Why not? I mean, if it would speed the process along.
Hunter: Well, should we maybe just wait for him to get back?
Noah: Well, normally, I'd say yes, but it's kind of been a weird day for my family, so...
Hunter: Weird how?
Noah: I don't want to lay anything that heavy on you.
Hunter: Noah, seriously, how many times have you helped me out with stuff or listened to me when I needed you?
Hunter: It's my turn to be there for you.
Noah: All right, come with me.
Nick: You know what? Go on livin' in your dream world until you die. No one gives a damn.
Adam: Mm-hmm. You know what's really ironic, Nicholas? The fact that you stand there right now acting so self-righteous, claiming that you're doing the right thing, honoring Sharon's memory, and it is all just a lie. Because you and Phyllis, you're cookin' up another hatchet job on me, aren't you? That crappy magazine of yours-- what is it? "Useless pile"? "Restless Style"? Whatever you want to call it-- and you're gonna drag me through the mud and you are gonna end up dragging Sharon through the very same mud. There's no escaping that. Now that is how honest, noble Nicholas is gonna honor the memory of the woman who is the mother of your children. Meanwhile, the black sheep Adam-- what am I doing? I am trying to fight to prove Sharon's innocence.
Nick: Do whatever you want. It's a waste of time.
Beverly: Come on.
Brenda: That's him! That's the guy-- the one that took my car last night. I was outside makin' a phone call, and there he was, tryin' to steal another one.
Ashley: Jack, Jabot is a part of Tucker's holdings, so if I agree to replace Katherine, then, yeah, I'd be overseeing things there, too.
Jack: You have said numerous times you want to see me at the helm of this company now.
Ashley: I do. Nothing's changed my mind about that.
Jack: Okay, good.
Ashley: I mean, y-you have to realize something, though.
Jack: Realize what?
Ashley: I'm only gonna be taking charge to the extent that Tucker allows me to. I might be doing the heavy lifting while he's recovering, but he still has the final say in every decision, including personnel, Jack.
Jack: I have a deal, Ash...
Ashley: I know you do. I know.
Jack: In writing that states--
Ashley: I-I'm very well aware of that.
Jack: And yet, you can't make me any promises.
Ashley: Because I can't. Simply said, I just can't. I mean, do you want me to lie to you and say I can when I can't? I don't even know if I'm gonna be doing this. Oh, Jack. Come on, Jack. You have nothing to worry about, definitely not in the short term.
Jack: You're damn right. I'm not gonna worry at all. As a matter of fact, I am headed back to my office to finish unpacking my personal effects. I'm moving in, Ash. I intend to stay there a long, long time.
Ashley: Jack, its okay. Look, there's nothing--
Jack: No, no, you look. Jabot is mine. Nobody is taking it from me-- nobody.
Man: Mitch, tell 'em. I was with you! I just went outside for a smoke. I didn't steal no car!
Sam: Hey. You all right?
Sharon: Yeah, I'm fine.
Sam: That guy, he, uh, he seemed to recognize you, as well. You seemed pretty freaked out.
Sharon: No, no, just what that guy did-- that was, you know, pretty scary.
Sam: You sure that's it?
Sharon: Hey, Sweetheart, are you okay?
Piper: Yeah, but you still haven't seen my pie.
Sharon: (Gasps) You're right. You know what? Let's go do that right now.
Sharon: Sam, thanks for caring. Thank you for everything.
Phyllis: Oh, good, there you are. Where have you been all this time?
Nick: Where are we on the piece with Adam?
Phyllis: Um, okay, are you having second thoughts?
Nick: Hell, no. I want it on record all the insidious ways Adam went about destroying Sharon's life.
Phyllis: Okay, I just wanted to make sure after today if you still wanted to write anything more about her.
Nick: We can do the piece we discussed and still be respectful of Sharon's memory, right?
Phyllis: Definitely. I just want to make sure we're both on board.
Nick: You have my express permission to rip that bastard to shreds.
Phyllis: Good. I think you're gonna like what I have so far.
Adam: Is that the best you can do?
Emmett: Aw, Man, the audio is seriously degenerated.
Adam: Yeah, but there's gotta be something else we can do. You know, do a deeper scan, push the voice values up a little more, maybe?
Emmett: Voice values. It's a Hail Mary, but that's worth a shot.
Sharon: Try to grab my other hand!
Adam: Oh, my God, did you just hear that? That--that--that-- that's Sharon. That was her. (Sighs)
Noah: Well... (Sighs) This is the spot where we spread my mom's ashes.
Hunter: That must have been so hard for you.
Noah: Yeah, it was hard on my grandma and dad, too.
Hunter: You're always so sweet and kind and sensitive when it comes to other people's feelings, but what about Noah? Who takes care of him?
Noah: My mom had a lot of faults, and she made some really bad decisions, but... (Sighs) She was a good mom. And now I'm always gonna remember how brutal I was to her the last time that we spoke when she was in jail. (Sighs) I never got a chance to say good-bye or... or tell her I'm sorry or that I loved her. I mean, that's what today was supposed to be about, but it didn't really happen for me. (Sniffles) (Sighs)
Hunter: Well, maybe you just need some time alone to try again.
Nick: So this analysis of the prison break, how Adam must have gone about the logistics-- I think it would be a lot better if--
Phyllis: Yeah, into the section of "Ways and means." I agree.
Nick: Right. Right. And the sidebar?
Phyllis: Yeah, we could do your basic, you know, arrows, um, you know, in chronological order.
Phyllis: Or we can do it résumé format. What do you think of that?
Nick: Actually, that is brilliant.
Nick: You could structure the whole piece as, like, one big résumé.
Phyllis: It is brilliant, isn't it?
Phyllis: I think it's a good idea. (Chuckles) You know, we can sort of do it like this. It would kind of be funny. "Adam Newman résumé-- forgery, fraud, pimping courthouse bathrooms."
Nick: It's a complete reformat.
Phyllis: Um, give me some time with this. My only problem is it would just be a 2-page spread. It's not nearly enough ink to skewer him.
Nick: This kind of feels like old times.
Phyllis: Yeah, it does, sort of cooking away like this.
Nick: (Scoffs) Really? Did you have to bring up your cooking?
Phyllis: What? What--what is wrong with my cooking?
Nick: Three words for you-- "Your... lamb... stew."
Phyllis: Wow. The truth comes out. You always said that you liked the lamb stew. You said you liked it sort of burnt on the edges.
Nick: Yeah. Burned... (Sighs) Would have been an improvement.
Phyllis: Are you kidding me?
Phyllis: (Smacks his stomach)
Nick: Wha-- don't hurt your typing hand.
Nick: I know that's like steel.
Phyllis: What, your six-pack? (Laughs)
Phyllis: We can't do this.
Nick: You're right. We can't.
Sharon: Skye, don't look down! (Breathing heavily)
Skye: You must hate me for what I did to Adam.
Sharon: I don't want you to die. We're gonna get you up on this ledge, back to Genoa City. You're gonna clear Adam's name.
Emmett: Did you get what you needed?
Adam: Yeah, I did, indeed. Thank you, Emmett. A job well done.
Emmett: I'm happy.
Adam: You give me the memory card. I'll give you the check for the amount that we agreed upon with the bonus.
Emmett: Thank you very much.
Adam: Thank you, Sir.
Emmett: Nice doin' business with you, Man.
Adam: I appreciate it. Thank you, brother.
Adam: Well, we finally found proof that you're innocent. Why'd it have to come too late? (Sighs)
Sharon: Wow, that pie has got to be the most beautiful pie I have ever seen, and I'll bet it's every bit as delicious as it looks.
Piper: I made two, and the other one turned out great.
Sharon: Well, you know what? If I don't win this one in the auction, then you have to save me a piece of that one so I can at least try it.
Piper: I will. (Sighs) I'm so glad you're my friend, Sheri.
Sharon: Oh, me, too. I've really grown to love it here, and getting to know you was one of the best parts of it.
Piper: And Sam, too, right?
Sharon: Yeah, and Sam, too.
(Green River ordinance playing "Dancing Shoes")
Sam: Hey. Dance with me.
Sharon: I'd love to.
Josh: Put on your old black dress and grab your dancing shoes head out to the old bar rose and we'll dance away our blues spent all week waiting now my mind's on you hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you yeah, yeah Head out to the old bar rose and we'll dance away our blues spent all week waiting now my mind's on you hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you yeah, yeah I'm so tired of the nine to five weighing down on my soul let's get out all of this uptown life and head out on the country road forget about all the things that we can't make right put on a little Emmylou and we'll dance into the night singin' hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you yeah said hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you come on all we need is time honey no, no all we need is time oh, yeah, don't don't run from the light Sit on the front porch kick off your shoes we don't need nowhere to go we don't need a tune in a world that gets lost in makin' plans just be my woman yeah, and I will be your man yeah all we need is time all right yeah, yeah, yeah all we need is time hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you yeah said hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you singin' hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you yeah said hold my lovin' arms my lovin' arms are for you
Sam: That was nice.
Sharon: That was great. They're great.
Sam: Hey. You guys arrest that jerk that carjacked Brenda?
Marco: It's been taken care of.
Lee: Uh, right now, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to bring your lady friend into custody.
Sam: Wh--custody? (Stammers) What are you talking about?
Lee: Sharon Newman, you're under arrest.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Phyllis: She cared about self-preservation before her own children.
Michael: Sharon's situation could have an adverse effect on your company.
Adam: Sharon, I love you so much.
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