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Episode # 9764 ~ Diane's Murder Suspects Are Confronted With a Disturbing Film
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Emma
Abby: Whoa. This is creepy.
Tucker: What the hell is this?
Jack: Head games from someone who enjoys their work.
Phyllis: Why would Malloy send us all the way out here just to show us this?
Nick: What makes you think it was him?
Victoria: The text came from his phone.
Victor: Suppose it was Malloy. Who else would have done this?
Woman: Ms. Murdock? Press this if you need pain medication.
Woman: I know your burns are painful, but at least you're still with us.
Woman: Clearly, you have more to do in this world.
Ronan: I want everything in this room boxed up, Guys-- any document that he read, printed, looked at, touched. I don't care if it's on a cocktail napkin. It goes in the box, okay? I'm s-- sorry, but I'm gonna... I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now.
Genevieve: Yeah. Okay. Yeah, I guess I'm kind of the last holdout, aren't I? Uh, I don't know. When you find out that the man you lived with all your life put out a hit on you, I-I-I...
Ronan: I can have one of the guys run you anywhere that you need to go.
Genevieve: Oh, no, no, thank you. I have my car, and I should get over to the hospital and check on my housekeeper.
Ronan: So how bad are the burns?
Genevieve: I don't know. I haven't talked to the doctor yet, but I'm--I'm sure she's in agony. And to think that it all happened because... (Sighs) Because she went out to buy my groceries, and she was standing right there in the kitchen where the explosion took place. How am I gonna make that one up to her, Detective? The fact that I am responsible for that woman's suffering?
Ronan: No, none of this is on you. Everything that happened here today was Colin Atkinson's fault.
Genevieve: I'd like to believe that. But it's a lie. And Myrna is a really wonderful person. She's clever, and she's kind. She wouldn't hurt a fly.
Adam: Hello? Hello? I'm here. I got your text. So what do you want from me?
(Film projector whirring)
Genevieve: So is she stable?
Doctor: Well, uh, Ms. Murdock's vitals are improving, but she needs help breathing after the damage to her lungs. Uh, we haven't been able to locate any family.
Genevieve: Yeah, I-I don't know if she has any. I--but if she needs anything, I'm here.
Doctor: Good. Good. You can be the point person. You know, the burns to her face are the most severe at this point. We'll have to change those bandages regularly.
Genevieve: But will she heal?
Doctor: Well, in time, she could look like she did before the explosion.
Genevieve: (Sighs) Um, can I, um, can I see her? Myrna? Myrna, can you hear me? Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. (Voice breaking) I'm so sorry. (Quietly) Oh, God, how am I gonna ever make this up to you? You've never done anything to hurt anyone. You just don't deserve this kind of pain.
(Film projector stops)
Tucker: You know, whoever pulled this thing could still be here.
Nick: Uh, this thing's on a timer.
Phyllis: They didn't even stick around to enjoy the show.
Abby: It's disgusting. I-it's an invasion. It's like when Adam put all those cameras at the ranch.
Victor: It's certainly illuminating, isn't it?
Tucker: Yes, it is.
Phyllis: But you know, uh, that piece of film could get any one of us locked up.
Jack: Yeah, maybe one of us should be locked up.
Nick: Okay, everyone just calm down, all right? This is probably what Malloy wants-- everyone to get nervous and start runnin' off your mouths.
Ashley: He wants a confession.
Phyllis: Or for one of us to say something we shouldn't.
Victoria: Just because I was the last one up there on the-- on the screen, that doesn't mean that I killed her, okay?
Victor: Sweetheart, no one suspects you.
Abby: Well, I didn't kill her, either.
Ashley: So is this what we're supposed to do is assert our innocence?
Phyllis: Yeah, okay, uh, if that's what we're supposed to do, that's what I'll do. Uh, Detective Malloy, I'm innocent. There.
Tucker: So am I. I didn't kill her.
Jack: Okay, w-we can all say ditto and be done with this. No one's gonna confess regardless of what Malloy does. But what we just saw there-- all of us--damned all of us. There's a lot of motive, a lot of rage.
Nick: Speak for yourself, Jack. Rage is one thing. Murder is a whole other thing.
Phyllis: Well, clearly, Diane was alive enough to deal with all of us, wasn't she?
Abby: Well, yeah, duh. I mean, she was alive until she was dead from a rock to the head, kind of like the one you were holding.
Phyllis: Yeah, kind of like the one your father was holding.
Victor: You saw Diane lunge at me. I didn't lunge at her, all right?
Tucker: Claiming self-defense-- that's one way to go.
Jack: Okay, here we-- here we go again doing exactly what Ronan wants us to do-- going after each other, doing his job for him. I suggest we all shut up.
Victor: Or are you afraid that he will hear us say that you did it? Killing Diane because she's keeping your son from you.
Jack: If that's motive enough for me to murder someone, why are you still breathing?
Ashley: Jack, you can't make threats. Not here.
Phyllis: Yeah, let's just stay icy cold until we go in for the kill, right?
Tucker: Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
Ashley: What are you talking about?
Victor: You will never get me, Jack. Not ever, especially not from inside a damn prison cell.
Ronan: (Quietly) Bad time?
Genevieve: (Quietly) She's resting. It's okay.
Ronan: Uh, I hear the pain can just be...
Genevieve: The doctor, um... (Sniffles) Was pretty optimistic, and they're doing what they can to control her pain. And if you need to get going--
Ronan: No, no, that's okay. No, I have a couple minutes.
Genevieve: (Chuckles) No, you don't. You're already late for your meeting.
Ronan: I'm late for what meeting?
Genevieve: County highway-- the warehouse. The text that you sent Jack.
(Heart monitor beeping rapidly)
Myrna: (Distressed breathing)
Genevieve: (Normal voice) What--what's happening?
Ronan: (Normal voice) Can we get a doctor in here? We need a doctor!
Genevieve: (Quietly) Oh, God, no. No.
Adam: Hello? You wanted me, so you got me. Why am I here? I was right, Patty. You're back.
Jack: You arrogant S.O.B. There could be cops and surveillance all over this place, but you can't keep your mouth shut.
Ashley: You're still talking, too, Jack.
Tucker: Yeah, you know what? You need to stop runnin' your mouth, too.
Phyllis: Oh, really? Do I?
Phyllis: Listen to you. Recovering from an accident, a horrible accident-- not a lot of energy. But you certainly must have been pissed off to go after Diane like you did.
Tucker: You want to throw accusations around? Why don't you start with yourself? Or how about your partner there?
Victor: My son had nothing to do with this, all right? Nor did anyone else in my family. You, on the other hand, Jack Abbott, with your temper and your pretension to protect Kyle--
Jack: Don't you even say my son's name.
Victor: Your son, my ward. I gave him time to recover from losing his mother. But now he needs guidance, and I will provide it from him.
Jack: You try it. You just try it.
Nick: Hey, whoa. If there are cops and cameras around, we need to watch what we say.
Abby: So Ronan has all this footage, and what? He's just waiting for one of us to crack?
Ashley: Abby, stop, okay? Just be quiet.
Victoria: No, it's fine. He can knock himself out trying to bully us, but he will lose.
Nick: What if it's not Malloy? Has anyone thought of that?
Victor: If not Malloy, then who?
Doctor: The, uh, accelerated heart rate is probably a reaction to the stress and the trauma and the pain from the burns.
Genevieve: Is there anything you can do for her?
Doctor: Well, we can make her as comfortable as we can with pain management. But her heart rate, it's, uh, it's back in the normal range. She just needs time.
Ronan: I, uh, I know this isn't the right time, but I need to talk to you more about that text that I supposedly sent Jack.
Genevieve: He said that you wanted him to meet you at the warehouse, but we all knew that you were busy with Colin, so he figured that you probably wouldn't show up.
Ronan: (Sighs) Oh, God.
Genevieve: Are you-- are you saying you really didn't send that text?
Ronan: No, I didn't send it. I, uh, I misplaced my phone earlier.
Genevieve: Someone is making mischief with your phone.
Ronan: Yes, someone is making mischief with my phone. And I'm about to find out who, so if you'll excuse me...
Genevieve: My God. Oh, God. (Sighs) I feel like this night is never gonna end. (Sighs)
Nick: You want to know who's doing this? Look around. Who's not here?
Abby: So, what? You're--you're saying that-- that Adam taped everything? Adam is the one that brought us here?
Phyllis: This is completely his style. He's crazy.
Jack: The question is, why? I mean, what does he get out of this?
Victor: Where the hell is he?
Adam: (Sighs) Oh, Patty. (Groans) I gotta find you, Patty. I gotta find you before you start ruining things for me.
Phyllis: This is what Adam would want, you know. He would want us all in one room...
Phyllis: Spinning out.
Ashley: Because this is what he does. He loves to play games with people.
Jack: I-I don't know. I'm not convinced this is Adam's doing.
Tucker: I tend to agree. For him to draw this much attention to himself...
Victoria: It makes him look like the guilty one.
Nick: Like Adam cares about that. He knows he can make any one of us look like the killer with that movie.
Phyllis: (Sighs) We gotta keep this together. We really do. We have to keep it together. Every single one of us has something to hide.
(Cell phone rings)
Abby: It's never going to be over, is it?
Jack: Hey. Everything okay?
Genevieve: I'm kind of numb. Colin's been locked up. Myrna is really suffering. Did Ronan ever get in touch with you?
Jack: Have you talked to him?
Genevieve: Yeah, he, uh, he claims that he never sent you that text, and-- but he is on his way out there now.
Jack: To the warehouse?
Genevieve: Yep, I believe so.
Jack: Well, which means I can't be there looking after you.
Genevieve: It's okay. I know you're thinking of me.
Jack: I am.
Genevieve: Bye, Jack.
Jack: Ronan Malloy is on his way here as we speak. According to Genevieve, this party wasn't his idea.
Victoria: If he sees that film...
Abby: Oh, God.
Tucker: He won't. We'll make sure of that.
Adam: Hey, Patty. What was that all about, huh? Callin' me out to the, uh, pumpkin patch, showin' me "Sister Scarecrow"? We need to talk. You gotta call me. We have to have a little chat.
(Knock on door)
Adam: (Sighs heavily)
Victor: What trouble have you gotten yourself into now?
Ronan: Well, well, well. (Chuckles) All right. Hello, party people. What's the reason for the little get-together?
Tucker: You told us to come, we're here.
Phyllis: No disrespect, but you're late, and we're bored.
Victoria: Let's get on with this already.
Ashley: What do want with us? Why did you call us?
Ronan: As much as I hate to admit it, my phone is missing. I didn't throw this little shindig here. Yet... well, here you all are, which makes a detective wonder what you all have in common.
Genevieve: (Whispering) Myrna? I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. And I'm really... (Quietly) Ashamed that it's you here, that it happened to you and--and I'm safe. (Sighs) Oh, my God. We live in the same house, and I don't even know you. (Sighs) We talk about grocery lists and cleaning schedules, but I don't even know if you have a family. Or if there was someone that you loved. Was there, Myrna? (Sniffles) Was there somebody that you loved? (Sniffles) I wonder if you ever loved anyone the way I loved Colin. Oh, my God. So passionate... and so brutal. Just takes the breath right out of your chest. But it wasn't enough... because he never loved me the same way that I loved him. I was a fool. It wasn't love at all, was it? It was war. And you got caught in the middle of it. Oh, God. Why do they tell little girls fairy tales about falling in love? Why do they make us believe that it's all gonna be hearts and flowers? It's not. Sometimes its fire and it's... ashes.
Victor: This won't take long.
Victor: Just simply tell me where you were tonight.
Adam: (Scoffs) Okay, yeah. Great.
Victor: Well, that won't do, Son.
Victor: There are others who are very interested in your whereabouts. They won't take "No comment" as an answer, you know. So have your alibi ready when they arrive.
Adam: My alibi?
Adam: For what?
Victor: Detective Malloy called all those people together who are implicated in Diane Jenkins' murder. One person was missing.
Adam: Of course--me.
Victor: Rather suspicious, don't you think?
Adam: Yeah. Well, those morons would attach me to this, wouldn't they? What's my alleged motive?
Victor: Oh, there were various suggestions, Adam. They can discuss that with you. But if I find out you were behind this, we'll talk some more.
Victoria: Um, okay, so the dog ate your phone?
Ronan: (Chuckles) When I want to chat, Iíll call you all to the station. You know that firsthand.
Jack: The message said there was a leak at the station.
Ronan: Okay, someone show me this text.
Ronan: Same text to everybody?
Phyllis: And we all respect your authority so much, we rushed right over.
Ronan: So the good people of Genoa City all convene, and then what?
Tucker: What do you mean?
Ronan: I mean, what happened then? Am I supposed to believe that you all got together and just stood here silently?
Abby: We talked about how you always try to order us around.
Ronan: So somebody sends this text out to get you all together, and then nothing?
Nick: Nothing at all.
Adam: Come on, Patty. I ain't playin' around here.
(Knock on door)
Adam: What the hell is this?
Jack: I'm sorry it took so long. (Sighs) Itís okay. It's okay. How was it with Colin?
Genevieve: (Sniffles) He--he lied to me right up until the end. (Scoffs) You know, I lived with him my whole life.
Genevieve: I thought I knew him better than myself. I mean, sure, power plays and petty revenge. But to think that... (Sighs) He--he wanted to murder me. I'm the mother of his children. And I-I-I just-- I just can't. I can't.
Jack: No, no, no. You don't have to. Wait. Listen. You talk about this when you are ready to talk about it.
Genevieve: Did-- what happened with that guy Ronan?
Jack: Oh, uh, kind of a misunderstanding. Uh, let's not talk about him. I want to focus on you.
Genevieve: You seem... (Sighs) I don't know. Are you okay, Jack?
Jack: (Sighs) It's been a long day.
Tucker: So a text from Ronan, but probably from Adam. God, that film. Man. Then Ronan shows up.
Ashley: It was horrible being exposed like that. Abby, you're so quiet.
Tucker: If you have something you need to ask me, Abby, go ahead.
Abby: I just need to go home.
Ashley: I really wish you'd stay.
Abby: I... (Sighs) I just need to go.
Tucker: Yeah, let her go.
Ashley: That was just mortifying having her see me acting that way with... Diane.
Tucker: She's gonna be fine.
Tucker: Everything's gonna be fine.
Phyllis: We should have gone to Gloworm. There's alcohol there.
Nick: A clear head is better right now.
Phyllis: (Sighs) That was some movie, wasn't it?
Nick: But I spoiled the plot. I told you all my parts. But you didn't tell me everything. You never mentioned a rock.
Phyllis: Okay, I never mentioned a rock. But you know I didn't kill Diane.
Nick: Yeah, well, you were fine with me spilling my guts.
Phyllis: Well, it's not like you rushed to me with every detail. (Scoffs) I mean, we all have secrets, obviously. It was pretty obvious tonight, right? You know, that movie is incriminating, but at least we know that half a dozen other people are in the same boat. People had problems with Diane. But the bigger problem is, who made that movie?
Nick: I still think it was Adam. I think he killed Diane, and he set us up tonight.
Phyllis: It could be somebody else. I mean, the murderer could have been in that room, and somebody else made the movie to torture us. Or... they were part of it, and they included themselves in the movie to throw all of us off the track.
Nick: So you don't think it was Adam?
Phyllis: I don't know. It could be, but I don't know. It's not a lock.
Nick: That still doesn't explain why it feels like you're holding something back. What are you hiding?
Victor: What is this?
Victoria: Hey. (Sighs) How are you, Dad?
Ronan: Victor, you left the little get-together early tonight. Why is that?
Victor: I was at a business meeting.
Ronan: I'm just curious, because everyone else here thought it was important enough to stay.
Ronan: Guess you had a bigger fish to fry.
Victor: Was it your idea to call everyone together?
Ronan: It was not.
Victor: Uh-huh. Do you know who was missing?
Ronan: I don't.
Victor: My son Adam.
Ronan: So what do you think that means exactly? That Adam was smart enough to smell a rat and stayed away?
Victor: I don't think that's the case.
Victoria: Come on. It's so obvious that he sent the texts.
Ronan: Is it? See, you were never officially declared a suspect, so why were you here tonight? I mean, maybe Adam or someone else knows something that I don't know. Maybe you should save them the trouble and just tell me now.
Victor: If you want to talk to my daughter, you do it down at the station. My lawyer will be present. Is that clear? Let's go.
Ronan: What exactly happened here tonight?
Tucker: A shower felt good. (Sighs)
Ashley: I could probably use one.
Ashley: It was just so disgusting being videoed that way and corralled together like a bunch of animals.
Tucker: (Sighs) Well, it wasn't just us.
Ashley: I know. Victor and Phyllis... they had rocks. I mean, all the secrets and lies in that room, and all the anger.
Tucker: I should have told you about my part... (Sighs) A long time ago. Every time I tried, I just-- I-I couldn't. I... I mean, how do you tell your wife you had your hands around someone's throat the same night she died?
Ashley: The same night she told me about what had happened between the two of you.
Tucker: But she was makin' noise about Abby's confession. You'd already been through hell. (Sighs) I, uh, I told her to back off. She wouldn't. She pushed my buttons. I grabbed her. I wanted to shake some sense into her. And I, uh, I got lightheaded. (Sighs) She pushed me off. I fell. I guess that's when I fell into all that poison sumac. I ran after her, but then I stopped. I got control of myself. I came back here. Now that... (Sighs) Carpal tunnel, it was just a lie to cover up the rash I got from the sumac. Uh... now you know the truth. You know I didn't kill her.
Ashley: I know.
Phyllis: Is this about my flaws?
Nick: You chased after Diane with a rock, and she was killed by blunt force trauma with a rock.
Phyllis: I dropped it. I dropped the rock. And then she promptly argued with somebody else. That's it. She was still walking and talking when I left the park. Listen, you don't... (Sighs) You don't think I killed Diane.
Nick: No, I don't. But you're holding something back from me, and I want to know what it is and why.
Abby: (Sighs) How can I not remember what happened?
Victoria: Diane was an awful woman. I know that. But to see that movie and the way that everyone took the bait-- and someone recorded all of it. (Sighs) Oh, God. (Sighs)
Victor: I hope the footage was dealt with appropriately while I was away. In other words, disposed of permanently.
Victoria: Yes, but Dad, there could be a copy. There could be raw footage. Who knows? And you know what this means, don't you? I'm not the only one anymore that knows what you did out there.
Jack: I am telling you, anyone else would be holed up in the club nursing their wounds. And here you are. How's Myrna?
Genevieve: The doctor was... cautious but hopeful. Why don't you come on in? I-I don't think you've even met her.
Jack: Uh, I'm not sure this would be the right time.
Genevieve: Jack, I don't think she has any family. And no one should be alone at a time like this.
Jack: Well, look at you-- tough businesswoman on the outside, an endearing marshmallow on the inside.
Genevieve: Come on.
Genevieve: Myrna, are you awake? Uh, there's, uh, someone here to meet you. This is my very dear friend Jack Abbott.
Jack: Hi, Myrna. I'm so sorry we're meeting under these circumstances. I want you to know, though, you have a real champion here, your own angel, someone to look out for you and make sure you heal as quickly as possible.
Genevieve: Thank you.
Adam: Come on now. Let's find out who owns this little phone here. I know you want to come out and play.
(Knock on door)
Adam: (Sighs heavily) Ahh, look who it is. My B.F.F. Have you come to talk fantasy football scores with me?
Ronan: (Chuckles) May I come in?
Adam: Sure. Why not? You're here so often, it's like we're roomies.
Ronan: Where were you last night?
Adam: Where was I? I don't know. Driving in my car, planet earth. What?
Ronan: Where'd you get my phone?
Adam: Where'd I get your phone?
Ronan: My phone.
Adam: This was at my door. That was dropped off at my door.
Ronan: Come on. That's the best you can do? You're getting soft. Let's talk about it down at the station, Roomie.
Adam: And away we go again.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Colin: I might need a few million of those items you took from me back. I'd like 'em back now.
Adam: Well, my money's on my pops. That man would love to see me behind bars.
Victor: You're under no obligation to either me or my son Adam.
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