Y&R Transcript Friday 3/13/15


Episode # 10624 ~ Jack & Phyllis advance their relationship; Adam makes a move; Summer learns the truth about Austin.

Provided By Suzanne

Austin: There are two kinds of people in this world -- there's the kinds that keep their head down, they do the right thing, and they get stepped on over and over. And then there's the ones who do the stepping in their designer shoes and their entitled attitudes. This is an examination of the second group, the steppers. I'm gonna show you how money, power, and a family name are all that matters to getting ahead in Genoa city.

Ashley: So, Kelly actually confessed to everything, even the poisoning?

Jack: Her lies eventually caught up with her.

Billy: Can I say again that I'm sorry for ever bringing her into our universe? Because I am.

Phyllis: Uh, yeah. That one's on you forever.

Chelsea: [Chuckles] Well, if Kelly confessed, then it's over. No more tricks, no more cons.

Phyllis: Blondie is in a cell and down for the count. Your party is safe.

Billy: Maybe from her, but there is always an expectation when hosting an Abbott event, and all hell breaking loose is one of them.

Austin: Smug and self-satisfied, the Abbott ego is only matched or surpassed by the other Genoa city royal family. The world is owned by the Newmans, and we're all just here to serve.

Adam: So, I was curious what kind of time frame we're looking at for these building repairs.

Yeah, uh, my guys are working overtime. The penthouses will be completed first.

Adam: Really? Okay, well, you know, we can't afford any corners to be cut here. There's a toddler living across the hall. His safety and health is what's most important, so we're really in no rush to move back into the building. You just take your sweet time. Fair?

You're -- you're paying me to go slower?

Adam: We can think of it as a bonus for a job well-done in a reasonable time frame.

Austin: Half family, half corporate entity, they believe everyone can be bought. So they collect souls one payoff at a time.

Summer: Oh, my God.

Austin: And I've seen it up close at weddings, parties, dinners, just day-to-day contact. Hell, my wife is a Newman and for a while was an Abbott, so I had a front-row seat. And now so will you. I'm gonna pick up the rock and show you the worms and the insects squirming underneath. The Abbotts and the Newmans -- they don't bother with the law. They don't even bother with human decency. I think it's time for the world to see the ugly truth.


Summer: [Crying] So this is what my husband was working on when he wasn't with me? I mean, how could he do this and then come home to me? I don't understand.

Kyle: Because he didn't want you or anyone else to know. But it's not like you missed the signs. How could you know?

Summer: My husband was having an affair and he was making a documentary about my family. I'm -- I'm pretty sure I missed a sign or two. How did you even find this video?

Kevin: I snooped. It's what I do. Sorry. Noah found that one video, so I decided to check Austin's laptop to see if there was anything else. And he encrypted all of his files, so I was up all night with this.

Kyle: Was there more?

Kevin: Oh, yeah. It sounds like he had a lot of hate to go around.

Victoria: [Hoarsely] You know, you're a doctor all the way down to your shoelaces.

Stitch: [Chuckles] Yeah. A doctor with no license. And speaking of which, we need to get you some more throat lozenges.

Victoria: [Chuckles]

Stitch: And drink some tea or something.

Victoria: I mean it. The fact that you invited Abby here to recuperate -- that's thinking like a healer, and it's very hot, by the way.

Stitch: Oh, yeah?

Victoria: Yeah.

Stitch: You have anyone else you want to move in? 'Cause hot works for me.

Victoria: [Chuckles] You know, Abby was mugged in the park where I take the kids. It's really scary. She's obviously still upset.

Stitch: Yeah.

[Cell phone vibrates]

Victoria: Oh.

Stitch: Is that work?

Victoria: Oh. Oh, it's accounting. I'll be right back.

Stitch: Okay. [Chuckling] Hey. Well, look who's alive. How you feeling?

Abby: Um, just a little foggy.

Stitch: Yeah? You have any, uh, ringing in your ears? Any vision problems?

Abby: No, just blah.

Stitch: Yeah, that's the meds from the E.R. You were pretty out of it.

Abby: [Chuckles] Like my hard-partying younger days.

Stitch: You know, there -- there was one thing you did say in a moment of lucidity that I'd like to ask you about.

Abby: Okay. Shoot.

Stitch: What did you mean when you said Austin was killed?

Abby: What? [Chuckles]

Stitch: Yeah, you said Austin was killed. What about Austin's death are you not telling us?

Abby: Austin was killed in a car accident. I mean, just like someone would be killed by a-a heart attack or a broken heart or a hundred other ways.

Stitch: It didn't sound that way. It sounded like you didn't think Austin's death was an accident at all.

Victoria: Oh, Abby. You're up. Um, are you hungry? I can get you something.

Abby: No, no. I-I'm fine. And you don't have to be so nice to me. Stitch didn't move in here expecting a random sister in the house.

Victoria: Actually, it was Ben's idea to have you stay here. So now you get sisterly worry and medical supervision.

Abby: Which I don't need because I'm fine.

Victoria: That is such a lie. After what you've been through, you're not fine. Don't worry. There's no muggers in the bushes here. You're gonna be perfectly safe.

Kyle: I, uh -- I haven't cracked all of Austin's files yet, but I'm getting there. This guy was prolific. He spent a lot of time on this pet project of his.

Summer: Yeah, ripping into my family. And yours.

Kyle: Well, I'm not worried about our families. Just you. Watching this, listening to this -- the...voice from beyond -- it's gonna mess with your head. It's not good for you, summer.

Summer: This is what it was like when I first met him. The way that he blamed my aunt Avery for the way that his mom died -- he just had so much hate in his voice. And then it was gone and he said it was because of me, but... I guess it really wasn't.

Mariah: That's right, snowflake. You married a son of a bitch, and your magic lovin' didn't turn him into an angel. How will your ego survive?

Chelsea: That's just great. Make jokes about the engagement party. That's not gonna jinx us or anything.

Phyllis: Oh, we don't need any luck. We have mature adult behavior.

Billy: [Chuckles] You're serious. Sorry.


Jack: Things have been relatively calm.

Phyllis: Yeah. Even with all the couples under one roof.

Jack: Makes you wonder how long our luck will hold out.

Ashley: Well, who needs luck when everybody's being so... charming and fabulous and pleasant?

Phyllis: And generous. Chelsea offered to design an outfit for me -- custom couture.

Chelsea: It's a thank you for letting us stay here until the penthouse is repaired. And maybe a tiny bit of sucking up to the boss.


Phyllis: Oh, I like that. I like that. But now, the other house guests -- there's a story there.

Billy: Yeah, you guys get a weird vibe off of them?

Ashley: Sounds like you do.

Jack: The Abbotts are in no position to judge weird.

Billy: Yeah, I resemble that remark.

Ashley: Look at you two. Abbott brothers comedy team. How about for an encore you plan a double wedding?

Phyllis: Or not.

Chelsea: Phyllis is right. She and Jack deserve their own special day. And don't worry. We won't try to steal your thunder. Billy and I are happy to postpone our wedding until you two say "I do."

Billy: We are?

Chelsea: Yeah, of course, we are. [Chuckles]

Jack: Thanks, Chelsea. That's very sweet of you.

Phyllis: What I meant before is I'm back in the house, but a wedding isn't necessarily in the works.

Sage: Hello. Is this, uh, good news about the apartment? We're gonna be moving in soon?

Adam: Well, you know how it goes. You open up a wall and find a whole nother problem to fix. But, uh, it'll get done, you know, in due time, right?

Yeah. Sorry for the delay.

Adam: Mm. Thanks for all your hard work.

All right.

Adam: Looks like we'll be shacking up at casa Abbott for a little bit longer, huh?

Sage: Or not. Surprise.

Adam: What is that?

Sage: A suite worthy of Gabriel Bingham just opened up here, and we are moving in, my friend. That way you don't have to stare at Chelsea and Billy, you know, cooing at each other at the breakfast table.

Adam: Well, that is adorable. You're such a sweetheart. But you can cancel the reservation.

Sage: Well, that's funny. That almost sounded like an order, which you would never give me, would you?

Adam: Fine. I'll cancel it.

Sage: Ha, ha. Think again.

Adam: Is that another one of your tired threats? Because I got to be honest with you -- I'm losing interest.

Sage: Why don't we try something new, huh? We can just, you know, end this joke of a marriage, say "goodbye millions, hello, freedom."

Stitch: Look, Abby. If you're afraid of someone or something out there --

Abby: I only fear real danger, like family drama, and, surprise, Vicki, you and mom didn't flip out on each other at the hospital, which was better than a stuffed bear and get-well balloons. [Chuckles]

Victoria: Well, that was for your sake.

Stitch: Because we're all concerned about what you've been through, and not just the mugging.

Abby: Come on, stitch. Even you must have noticed Vicki and ash's not-quite-but-almost friends forever.

Victoria: Well, you know, that's stretching it just a little. With Ashley thinking that Newman's revival of brash & sassy is about Jabot and every time that I come to see either one of you, she practically has me frisked, that would be a big, fat no.

Abby: Well, you still love me, and I work at Jabot.

Victoria: And I'll always love you. But your mother and I -- we have a lot of history. And, yes, it's business, but it's also extremely personal. And I don't believe that Ashley is some lab rat locked away in a lab. She's very fierce businesswoman, and she learned from the best -- Victor Newman and Jack Abbott.

Abby: Well, you are just as fierce as she is.

Victoria: Thanks. That's exactly why I know what I'm talking about right now. You know, when the stakes are this high, you'll do whatever it takes to protect a family business.

Abby: But...[Chuckles] Assuming people will do whatever, I mean, that doesn't actually mean that they will, right?

[Baby cries]

Abby: Oh. She must have heard you talking business.

Victoria: Well, in this family, she'll get used to it.

Abby: I'm gonna go get my stuff.

Victoria: No, no, no. You sit down. Look, relax. Ben's gonna make you some tea.

Stitch: So, tea?

Abby: No.

Stitch: Juice?

Abby: Will you back off already?

Stitch: Why are you getting so worked up about juice?

Abby: Look, it's -- it's not about the juice or the tea. It's about the questioning and the harassment and the public humiliation. And can't I just go someplace and sleep until this is all over?

Stitch: I am trying to help you. Why is it so hard for you to see that?

Kyle: Mariah, how about just once you try not opening your mouth before you even know what's going on? You have no idea what we're dealing with here.

Mariah: Oh, I don't? You're talking about Austin frothing at the mouth at the evil empires, right? I do know, because Kevin sent me the file already.

Kevin: I did. I was proud of my decrypting.

Mariah: And summer, really, if you didn't know that's who Austin was already --

Summer: What, meaning that you did?!

Mariah: I know that he didn't want to be your pet poodle wearing $300 ties.

Summer: You know what? Maybe you were egging him on this whole time.

Mariah: [Scoffs]

Summer: Maybe you were the one that was just whispering in his ear that it was time to stick it to the 1%. Maybe you talked him into making these damn videos.

Mariah: Yeah, because the guy had no free will. I forced him to make the video, Abby seduced him into bed, you made him get married. Well, actually, the last part is kind of true.

Summer: You just hate me so much, Mariah, don't you?

Mariah: No, summer. I don't hate you. I don't have time. I have a life.

Summer: [Chuckles]

Mariah: But if Austin was trying to expose a bunch of families for being bourgie cutthroats, I don't see what the problem is.

Summer: No. You were just pissed that he didn't want you, no matter how much you thought you had in common with him.

Mariah: And you were just pissed that you didn't get the husband that you bought and paid for.

Kevin: All right. Enough, okay? We're on the same team, remember?

Kyle: This is exactly why I don't like you watching this.

Summer: [Sighs]

Kyle: The point wasn't to tear apart what you thought you had with Austin, but we need to watch this. We need to know what the hell we're dealing with and who else might have known about it.

Kevin: Every file could be a clue. Whoever wanted Austin dead, whoever's been following us, they're still out there. So we need to find them before somebody else takes it over the head.

Phyllis: That comment was a little more dramatic than I meant it to be. The point is you two get married when you want to. Don't worry about us.

Chelsea: I shouldn't have assumed that you two were rushing to the altar. I mean, nobody really should blindly rush... to the altar or...anywhere. [Chuckles]

Ashley: So, what dates are you considering?

Chelsea: Uh...none?

Ashley: Okay.

Chelsea: Well, it's just, you know, there's been so much chaos with the apartment and so much going on. But, you know, we'll get there.

Billy: You know, the, uh -- the flower arrangement in the dining room -- I was thinking that the colors for that might be --

Chelsea: Sure. Okay. Uh, excuse us for a minute.

Billy: Yeah.

Chelsea: So, I know we didn't come to look at flowers.

Billy: Do you feel the same way as Phyllis? That the wedding is never gonna happen?

Chelsea: Where did you get that from?

Billy: From everything you just said. We're supposed to be attending a party that's a tribute to us, and I'm wondering if you even want to get married.

Ashley: I'm not exactly helping the cause of romance, am I? I think I've been single for too long. I'm sorry if I put you on the spot.

Jack: No. We just haven't come up with a wedding date.

Phyllis: Or an agreement to wed. So if you want to bust a move over that one, go for it.

Ashley: Excuse me, Phyllis. I was trying to be the voice of reason, not the voice of discouragement.

Phyllis: Really?

Ashley: Yes.

Phyllis: You sure know how to turn the volume up.

Ashley: I see how happy Jack is, and I want to keep him that way. And if you're the means, than I'm for it.

Jack: She is the means, and thank you, sis.

Ashley: I'm going to go to another room. Don't worry about me.

Jack: Okay. Are we gonna do this now or are we gonna wait till after the party?

Phyllis: There's nothing to do.

Jack: After what happened in the underground, I thought we were back on track. Was I mistaken?

Phyllis: [Sighs] I am happy that Kelly confessed that you didn't actually throw her down on the flattest surface in the back room and have your way with her, so, yes, I think we're back on track.

Jack: Then you do love me.

Phyllis: Yes.

Jack: And you do know that I did not betray you.

Phyllis: I know you didn't cheat on me.

Jack: But you still feel betrayed.

Phyllis: Jack, this isn't party conversation.

Jack: Listen to me. I am going to marry you. That's not the issue. The issue is when. And I vote we do it a month from today.

Chelsea: Of course I want to marry you. Did saying "yes" and wearing this ring and planning this party not tip you off?

Billy: And you also hem and haw a bit. Look, I know exactly what it feels like not to want to get married. I mean, the way that I acted before Chloe and I made that epic mistake -- I'm -- I'm giving you an out here. So if that's what you want, take it.

Chelsea: I mean, I'm making wedding plans, Billy. I have a notebook full of dress ideas. I have debates in my head all the time whether I want a sit-down dinner or a kid-friendly lawn party with badminton and croquet and mason jars full of lemonade.

Billy: Lemonade?

Chelsea: Or iced tea. It's homey. Anyway, that's not the point. The point is I love you. I want you. I want this. So... just stop being stupid, okay?

Billy: I'll try.

Chelsea: Okay. Now, we have to pick up my dress because I don't want to be late for my own engagement party. I want to look fabulous for a very handsome Abbott, and don't try to be funny. I'm talking about you.

Billy: Me? I would never be funny. Come here.

Phyllis: I say no wedding but your answer is a month from now. That doesn't sound like a healthy relationship.

Jack: You keep this up I'm gonna cut it to three weeks.

Phyllis: You're very sexy when you're decisive.

Jack: God, I was hoping that would work.

Phyllis: I just told you I am not sure about our future.

Jack: I am sure enough for both of us.

Phyllis: It doesn't work that way.

Jack: Uh, no. Wait, wait, wait. Come here. Come here. Listen to me. I love you. I know I screwed things up badly in so many ways. I doubted you. I should never have done that. I was an idiot. But that's in the past. After everything we've just been through, we both know that wasting one precious moment of this life is a mistake. My goal, my mission is to make you feel loved and secure and safe and inspired and challenged every waking moment. We will fight. We will make up. You will charge out of here. I will woo you back. We will do our dance until the day we die. All you have to do is say "yes."

Stitch: I am trying to help. I just -- I don't know how to do it.

Abby: I don't know, either.

Stitch: Okay, so let's figure this out instead of you taking off, trying to dodge questions you don't want to answer.

Abby: Maybe that's why you wanted me here -- to ask me questions.

Stitch: Is that really what you think?

Abby: Yes. No. Look, I don't know, okay?

Stitch: Okay, look, I am sure I have mentioned that talking to you usually gives me an acute pain right in the middle of my forehead. Okay, so it's not like I'm looking forward to asking you questions. But if I can -- if I can look out for you, if I can help somehow, let me do it.

Abby: Well, no one else is applying for the position.

Billy: None of your friends are backing you up?

Abby: [Chuckles] I was sleeping with a married man. I don't have friends. I have people who accuse me and attack me and probably want me dead.

Stitch: Over an affair?

Abby: It wasn't just an -- stop trying to trick me.

Stitch: Abby, was that mugging not a mugging? Did someone target you?

Abby: I didn't say that.

Stitch: Does this have anything to do with Austin's death?

Abby: You know how he died.

Stitch: You said he was killed. Okay, but you didn't mean in a car accident, did you? Is someone after you? Are you in danger?

Abby: No. Just stop, okay?

Stitch: Abby, this is serious. Is -- is someone after you? Are you afraid?

Abby: I don't know, okay? Yeah, maybe someone wants me dead. You know what? Maybe I'll end up just like Austin.

Stitch: Hey, listen. How did he die, Abby? Tell me. How did Austin die?

Abby: He was murdered, okay? He was murdered. And those friends -- those friends that I don't even have -- they think that either I did it or that I'm gonna go tell. And it wasn't a mugging. And Austin was killed. And I thought that maybe we were gonna be together, and I don't --

Stitch: Okay, okay, okay. Okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Abby: You're gonna tell on me, aren't you? You're gonna go tell the police, and then I'll end up in prison.

Stitch: Listen...I am not about to let you get locked up for something you didn't do. And I know you couldn't commit murder.

Sage: Hi. I'd like to speak to Mr. Tipton, please.

Adam: Give me the phone.

Sage: Mm-hmm.

Adam: Give me the -- give me the phone.

Sage: This is regarding Constance Bingham's estate.

Adam: Give me the phone.

Sage: Yes, I'll hold.

Adam: Okay. Done with that, if that even was Tipton's office. It was probably your favorite nail salon.

Sage: Why don't you have me call back? I'll put you on speaker.

Adam: This was the deal, Sage. Hell, it was your idea. It was you and your buddy Gabe's idea, so stop pretending like you're ready to walk away from this inheritance.

Sage: My deal was to be married to Gabriel Bingham for three years, not you. You're obsessive, you're angry, you're bitter, you are stalking your widow, you're spewing misery. Meanwhile, there's a guy who actually wants me. I'm not gonna miss out on a chance to be with nick because of you.

Adam: Go do your thing, Sage. It's not gonna work.

Sage: Oh, because it's gonna work with you and Chelsea? Why don't you tell me how on our way to her engagement party?

Adam: She's not married yet.

Sage: If you want Chelsea, tell her who you are. She might forgive you. Billy won't forgive her, but that's okay because she'll be free. We'll all be free.

Chelsea: Hey.

Adam: Hey.

Sage: Oh, hi. Are you sick of the crowd at the Abbott house? You getting a room?

Chelsea: [Chuckles] Oh, no. I'm just, uh, picking up my dress at the boutique.

Sage: Oh, for the engagement party. We really appreciate you inviting us. We're so looking forward to it.

Chelsea: Yeah, it'll be fun.

Adam: Yeah, nothing beats a little revelry, right?

Chelsea: I think it'll be mostly pretty low-key.

Adam: Oh, well, then allow me, as the best man, to, uh, liven things up a bit. Billy didn't tell you? He asked me to stand up for him.

Sage: What?

Adam: Yeah.

Chelsea: Oh, I-I didn't know that.

Adam: Yeah, and, uh, took it as my neighborly duty to be the best damn best man ever.

Chelsea: Huh. Well, I guess that was just a-a nice gesture by Billy, but, um, I don't really understand.

Billy: Don't understand what?

Sage: My husband is your best man.

Billy: Yeah, it makes sense, right? I mean, man who saved my life -- he's the reason that Chelsea and I still have a future.

Adam: It's all my fault. Wouldn't have it any other way.

Jack: I am not gonna let you walk out of my life again.

Phyllis: Well, that could sound romantic... or overbearing and domineering.

Jack: You didn't fall in love with me 'cause I'm a pushover.

Phyllis: Maybe I'm not in love with you at all.

Jack: Except you are. You understand that no matter how tough things get, I'm never gonna let you go again.

Phyllis: Do I know that?

Jack: Yes, you do. I think deep down inside, you're very confident in my love for you. That's why you can walk out of here and come back and tell me you won't marry me, because you know I will never give up on you.

Phyllis: Swear it.

Jack: I do.

Phyllis: I do, too. Now give it to me.

Jack: Right here, right now?

Phyllis: The ring.

Jack: The ring. Let's put this back where it belongs.

Phyllis: It's official.

Jack: I'm so glad.

Phyllis: But 30 days isn't gonna cut it. You were masterful, you were wonderful, but I am not tossing together some half-assed wedding.

Jack: So, you want the flowers and the seating chart and all the window dressing?

Phyllis: The window dressing is the wedding.

Jack: No. No. Two people standing before God, making a promise -- you and me. That's a wedding.

Phyllis: Quit trying to make me swoon over you.

Jack: Is it working?

Phyllis: [Chuckles] Yeah.

Jack: By April's end, you will be my wife.

Kevin: Okay. We can assume whoever went after Abby is the same person responsible for what went down at the cabin. We need to find them before they may each of us a visit.

Mariah: Well, since Austin was making a video on the titans of this town, I vote for the mustache himself.

Kevin: Victor?

Summer: What? My grandpa would never --

Mariah: Austin was gunning for Newman enterprises and nailing Abby. That's a twofer, so, yeah, I'd say Victor would take him out.

Summer: Okay, well, you don't know my grandpa.

Mariah: He paid me to pose as a dead girl and torment Sharon. I think I know him.

Kyle: Victor plays dirty. It doesn't mean he goes for murder.

Kevin: Well, he is the same person responsible for letting Billy rot in a foreign prison while Delia was really sick.

Summer: Okay, well, what about all the notes in lipstick? You're telling me that that was my grandpa, too?

Mariah: Maybe he hired somebody who has a thing for lip liner or someone went rogue.

Kyle: What about Abby? Victor wouldn't stand for what happened to her.

Kevin: She's still breathing, isn't she?

Mariah: Someone who doesn't care would have shut her up for good.

Summer: Okay, this is ridiculous. My grandpa would never have killed my husband.

Kevin: What about Jack?

Kyle: No. Not a chance. Whatever his faults, my father is not that guy.

Mariah: But someone is that guy, or girl, and we need to find out who fast, because I need to know who to duck and cover from.

Abby: And these messages -- they're just there, like, out of nowhere, like someone's waiting and watching, like no place is safe, like no place will ever be safe again.

Stitch: No one is gonna hurt you again.

Abby: You don't know that.

Stitch: We won't let them.

Abby: Who's we? The police? Yeah, like they'd believe me. I'm the jilted lover who helped cover up a murder. There's no way to spin that. There's -- there's no way to survive this.

Stitch: Hey. Now, there is someone out there who has something to hide who clearly will do whatever it takes.

Abby: Like kill me.

Stitch: That is why it is time to get the police involved.

Abby: No. No. "Shut up or you're next." That was the message. My life is a mess, but I don't want to end up dead. You have to swear to me you will not tell anyone.

Victoria: Okay. Baby's asleep. Crisis averted. [Chuckles] [Sighs] It's really amazing. As quickly as Katie can rile up, that's how quickly she's peaceful again. It's too bad it's not like that for the rest of us, huh?

Stitch: That'd be a handy trick, wouldn't it?

Victoria: [Chuckles]

Abby: You know what? I'm late for a party. [Chuckles]

Victoria: What party?

Abby: It's actually Billy's engagement party to Chelsea.

Victoria: How nice for them.

Abby: Is this -- this weird? I mean, this is weird, isn't it?

Victoria: No. Well, I mean, yes, but, you know, um, it's not a surprise or anything.

Stitch: You sure you're up for an event?

Victoria: Ben's right. You know, if you're feeling the least bit sick, then --

Abby: No, no. I can't not go.

Victoria: Well, I don't want you going alone. I mean, maybe -- maybe I-I can take you.

Abby: As my plus-one?

Stitch: To Billy's engagement party?

Abby: [Chuckles] That's not bizarre at all.

Victoria: I mean, if we can raise two kids together, I can toast to his happiness. [Chuckles]

Abby: And I believe you, but -- but still.

Stitch: Yeah, it's a little weird.

Victoria: Okay. All right. I just -- I still don't want you going alone.

Stitch: I got it. How about -- how about I drive Abby?

Victoria: Ah, there you go. Perfect.

Stitch: Yeah.

Victoria: Don't argue.

[Cell phone vibrates]

Victoria: Oh.

Stitch: Oh, more bean counting?

Victoria: [Chuckles] Yeah. It's so tedious.

Stitch: How about this -- how about you stay and deal with work and I'll make sure Abby gets a medical escort to the family function?

Victoria: Yes. Thank you so much. That's perfect. And you -- no alcohol. And call one of us if you feel the least bit off, okay?

Abby: Oh, I'll feel off. I can pretty much guarantee it. You didn't tell Victoria.

Stitch: Yeah, well, that doesn't mean I think you shouldn't.

Abby: Everyone who knows is in danger. Leave Victoria out of this, at least until we know who's after us.

Stitch: All right. Well, let's be clear about one thing then. Do not try to find out who did this, not on your own, at least. You push too hard, you could end up with more than a bump on your head.

Kyle: All right. Are we good here?

Kevin: Good? No, not really.

Summer: Wait, why? Do you have somewhere you need to be?

Kyle: Billy's engagement party. But I'm not just gonna leave you here like this.

Summer: No. Go. I mean, it's better not to draw attention. We need to at least try to act normal.

Mariah: Normal? Us?

Kevin: Try. She said we should try.

Summer: [Sighs]

Mariah: All right. Go do recon -- drink champagne and ask if any of the Abbotts have committed murder lately to protect the family business.

Kevin: Yeah, you could do that. Or just do the exact opposite.

Kyle: Yeah. I'm gonna take a crack at the "normal" thing. You want to walk me out?

Summer: Yeah.

Kyle: Okay. Thanks.

Kevin: Finally. Now I can get back to work.

Mariah: What? More code cracking and computer cleverness?

Kevin: Austin recorded his every thought, so the more files I crack...

Mariah: Austin might have ID'd his killer.

Kevin: Exactly.

Jack: "My love to you, Billy, and welcome to the family, Chelsea. How brave of you to -- [Chuckles] To join the loving, infuriating, unpredictable Abbotts. You're one of us now. Always. Love, Traci."

Chelsea: Aww.

Sage: Someone's in a rush to get loaded.

Adam: You playing the scolding wife now? That's fun.

Sage: Scold you? I was gonna get you a refill. Maybe then you'd pass out and stop embarrassing yourself or at least stop staring at the bride-to-be.

Billy: Wait, wait.

Jack: No, no. No checking phones.

Billy: No, it's from mom, and she and Colin are gonna be late.

Ashley: Uh-oh. Maybe Colin had to stop off and knock off a bank before he got here.

Jack: He might run into Jeffrey there, who has the same idea. Jeffrey isn't coming to this, is he?

Chelsea: Uh, no.

Billy: Ah, the ebb and flow of family relationships.

Chelsea: Mm-hmm. And my mom is out of town, so...

Ashley: Oh, well. I guess it's just gonna be an intimate party, then.

Phyllis: Well, it'll lessen the disaster potential.

Billy: Oh, there's a toast if ever I heard one. Refill your glass?

Chelsea: Uh, yes, please.

Ashley: Billy. Did you notice that Phyllis is wearing her engagement ring again?

Billy: Yeah, and you're actually smiling about it.

Ashley: Yeah. I'm happy for them. Anything's better than Kelly, even Phyllis.

Sage: Should I pour you into bed now?

Adam: Pour me into bed? No. I'm not Nicholas. [Chuckles]

Sage: You wish. All right. Can you just turn down the jerk level just a notch?

Jack: Enjoying ourselves, are we?

Adam: Oh, this -- this -- this is...a marvelous party. It's like Mardi Gras in here, Jack.

Jack: If this is not your thing, everyone will understand.

Adam: Mm. No, this is my thing. I'm gonna make it my thing all the way over to the, uh, champagne cart.

Jack: This is not working.

Sage: Gabe knows what he has to do, okay? I made it clear.

Jack: You may have been able to handle the old Gabe. This new version -- you have no idea.

Sage: [Sighs]

Victoria: Hi. It's me.

Stitch: It's me here, too. Abby is safely at the Abbotts' and I'm getting a java fix. Want me to bring you anything home?

Victoria: No. Actually, that's why I'm calling. The kids are running to the office for a bit.

Stitch: Is everything okay?

Victoria: It's just this new project that dad's focusing on.

Stitch: I won't even ask. There will be no Jabot/Newman business drama for us. Go be a mogul. I'll be home waiting for you when you get done.

Victoria: Yeah, we're no business and all pleasure, aren't we?

Stitch: Ah, well, that's the recipe for love and happiness. Well, so I've heard. [Chuckles] I'll see you soon.

Victoria: Bye.

Stitch: Kevin. What are you all messing with?

Kevin: Huh?

Stitch: Abby told me everything -- the cabin, Austin, the messages.

Kevin: Abby told you what when? When she was medicated out of her mind after getting mugged?

Stitch: She was very coherent, and she told me everything.

Mariah: So, Kyle was your boyfriend then he was your brother then he left and now he's back and apparently your white knight. It's adorable...or nauseating. I can't decide which.

Summer: What is it, Mariah? Are you jealous again?

Mariah: Again?

Summer: You threw yourself at Austin, then you found out that he wanted Abby more than he wanted you. So, yes, again.

Mariah: And evidently more than he wanted you, but we're talking about Kyle and the special place he has in your glittery pink heart. No wonder Austin put up with it.

Summer: What is that supposed to mean?

Mariah: I mean he obviously had more passion and devotion to this documentary than he ever had for you. So it seems like he only married you to stay out of jail. And then he only stayed with you to get dirt on your family. Ouch.

Ashley: Are you sure you're okay? You don't have a headache?

Abby: No, I'm all better and ready to celebrate. Responsibly.

Ashley: I'm gonna get you a glass of water.

Abby: Water. Yeah. That's exactly what I meant.

Kyle: Hey. Did you get my text?

Abby: Yes. That's why I'm so happy and upbeat. According to those videos, Austin hated both of my families. Which says a lot about how he felt about me.

Kyle: We don't know how he felt about you.

Abby: I think we do. [Scoffs] I'm an idiot and a target at an engagement party. [Clicks tongue] Awesome.

Ashley: Here. [Clinks glass]

Jack: I'd like to propose a toast to the happy couple.

Billy: Hey, hey. Nice things about me, or else.

Ashley: Oh, good. It'll be short.


Jack: It will be brief, but only because the message is simple. Love and marriage are always and eternally a statement of hope, a promise to see the best in each other, to forgive past hurts, to embrace future joys. Billy and Chelsea are building a life together. They share work, they share a home, they share their children, and they deserve our respect and admiration and our promise to help them protect the love that binds their new family together. To Chelsea and Billy.

All: Cheers!

Chelsea: Thank you, Jack. You're gonna -- you're gonna make me weepy. [Chuckles]

Billy: Oh, no. It's just a little dusty in here. That's all.

Adam: You know what? I'd -- it sort of feels like, Jack, you're -- excuse me -- like you're -- you're, uh, upstaging the best man. That's me. And, uh, just wanted to maybe take the floor here for a second. I would like to toast the, uh -- the very happy couple-to-be. There's, uh, something you need to hear.

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

Summer: You're life is so lonely, and you will never know the kind of love that Austin and I had.

Abby: Hello?

Kelly: Are you double-crossing me?

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