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Episode # 10644 ~ Phyllis & Jack's wedding day commences; Billy talks to Ashley about the hack at Jabot.
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Avery: I will find a way to make this up to you.
[Cell phone rings]
Dylan: Hey, Sharon. It's -- it's not a good time.
Sharon: [Voice breaking] This won't take long. I just called to say goodbye.
Dylan: No, no, Sharon. Wait. Sharon.
Sharon: [Sobs] [Sniffles] [Exhales sharply] Come on. No. No, no, no, no, no!
Noah: Mom is gone.
Summer: Okay, well, she couldn't have gone far, so let's go after her.
Noah: We can't. Car is gone. The garage is empty.
Summer: [Scoffs] Great. Now a murderer is on the loose.
Noah: Take it easy with that, okay? There's no way that she killed Courtney and Austin.
Summer: Come on, Noah! Sharon just sprinted out the door after attacking me, trying to get my phone!
Noah: She didn't attack you! It was an accident!
Summer: Noah, she ran! That is not the behavior of someone that's innocent!
Noah: She was just trying to get away. She felt cornered.
Summer: Yeah, because she's guilty and she's on the verge of being caught!
Noah: She ran because I was too hard on her! She feels like I turned on her! Without me, she doesn't have a friend in the world!
Dylan: Sharon, what's going on? What are you doing? Just call me when you get this.
Paul: Going to Sharon's?
Dylan: What if I am?
Paul: [Scoffs] Aren't you supposed to be here supporting Avery?
Avery: I never meant for this happen. I never meant to hurt you. If I could just go back and do it all over... if I could do so many things over... Joe, I am so sorry. And when you make it out of this, I --
Avery: Joe? Joe! Joe! Oh, my god. Joe! Joe!
Phyllis: Ooh! Hello, St. Barts!
Jack: Now, I don't know my saints very well, but this Bartholomew had to be very high on the miracle list to have an island like this named after him.
Phyllis: Abbott, you did good! I'm gonna love spending our honeymoon here.
Jack: We have to deal with the mere formality of a wedding.
Phyllis: I am so ready to do that.
Jack: Oh, so am I.
Phyllis: Oh, honey. After tonight, I'm gonna be Mrs. Jack Abbott again.
Jack: Yep. I'm counting on that. Nothing and no one is going to stop us. With that in mind...
Jack: Your cell phone, please.
Phyllis: Oh. Sure.
Jack: Thank you. Off. Off. That way no one will interrupt us.
Billy: Jack? Jack, are you here? Jack!
Ashley: What are you doing here, Billy? You weren't supposed to be back till much later.
Billy: Never mind that. Do you know where Jack is? I need to talk to him.
Ashley: He and Phyllis ran off to get married.
Billy: What? Where'd they go?
Ashley: I don't know.
Billy: What do you mean, you don't know?
Ashley: Jack wanted it that way.
Billy: Like a secret marriage location? Who does that?
Ashley: Our brother. What's going on with you? Please tell me.
Billy: [Chuckles] I just got back from the BPO center in Chicago. You know, the one that, um --
Ashley: The one that stores Jabot's data files. Did you find out how our server got hacked?
Billy: Not only how, but by who.
Victor: Take care of yourself, okay? Me, too.
Victor: Hello, sweetheart. Was that a disturbing phone call?
Victoria: No, it was Ben. He's going to -- he's going to claim his sister's ashes.
Victor: Oh. Is that why you called me? To talk about that?
Victoria: No, dad, I called you for another reason.
Victor: Another disturbing call, or what?
Victoria: You know the P.I. That you hired to investigate the computer hackings?
Victoria: He sent me his findings.
Victoria: And I'll show you. He forwarded me the surveillance video. It came from the camera outside of our server that houses our digital files.
Victor: But how was someone able to get in there in the first place?
Victoria: Especially this someone.
Victor: Are you serious? I'll be damned. Jack Abbott. [Laughs]
Victor: The question is, how did he get in there? He needs a code for that. Code only a handful of people have, including you and I.
Victoria: You don't think that I had anything to do with it, do you?
Victor: No, but you could have left the code somewhere written down.
Victoria: Dad, I wouldn't be that careless. I keep the code on my phone.
Victor: But, sweetheart, your phone is in your home sometimes.
Victoria: I hope you're not suggesting that Ben stole the code and gave it to Jack and Ashley.
Victor: He is not that kind of person. But somebody else comes to visit your house.
Victoria: I don't know what you're talking about. There's no other man in my house.
Victor: How about Billy Abbott? He comes to visit the children, doesn't he?
Victoria: Yes, he does.
Ashley: Billy, this doesn't make any sense.
Billy: I didn't believe it myself, ash. But it's true.
Ashley: Why would Jack sabotage his own company? It can't be him.
Billy: Look, to get into the server room, you have to provide a thumbprint I.D., And it's time-stamped. He was the only one in the computer room when it was hacked.
Ashley: There has to be some mistake. There has to be.
Billy: There's no mistaking this. Look. All right. Okay, here he is. 10:52, he enters the room. And then right there, 11:05, hack takes place. And then here he is again, 11:27. It all fits.
Ashley: It doesn't fit. Why would he do it?
Jack: So, you ready?
Phyllis: Almost. I just need a little help with my zipper.
Jack: Let me do that.
Phyllis: Okay. [Chuckles] Jack, you keep that up, we're gonna miss the ceremony.
Jack: What ceremony?
Phyllis: Yeah, very funny.
Jack: There you go.
Jack: So, turn around. Let me see.
Phyllis: Before the wedding? Isn't that bad luck?
Jack: [Scoffs] We have had our share of bad luck. We have beaten the odds. I can't imagine whoever is looking out for us would allow us to find happiness again only to lose it.
Phyllis: You really think we made it this time?
Jack: I know we have.
Jack: Come on.
Phyllis: [Chuckles] Well?
Jack: Wow. Wow.
Phyllis: You're not so bad yourself, mister.
Jack: Well, I've got a white-sand beach...
Jack: Private beach.
Jack: Minister's already there ready to do the honors. What do you say?
Phyllis: Let's go get married.
Noah: Damn it. Come on. She isn't answering.
Summer: Would you answer if you'd killed two people?
Noah: Enough with that, please.
Summer: Come on, Noah. How much more proof do you need?
Noah: What -- what proof? What proof?
Summer: Sharon admitted that this is the weapon that killed Austin, which, by the way, happens to have her fingerprints all over it!
Noah: She said that she saw another car that night, okay? That someone threw the tire iron out of the window.
Summer: Oh, face it, Noah. That other someone is Sharon. You want proof? Proof is right there in that plastic bag. Now, do you want to call the police, or should I?
Sharon: You can figure this out. [Sighs] Wait, no. They'll know that I was planning to run. [Sighs] [Voice breaking] I can't stay here all night. Stop! Help! Help! [Sighs] Oh, my god. Thank you. My car stalled. You're a lifesaver.
Kyle: [Sighs] Going somewhere, Sharon?
Avery: What happened? He was perfectly fine a minute ago.
Avery: Where's the doctor, damn it?! Barton, thank god. Help him.
Barton: .5 milligrams of atropine I.V. Push now. We'll repeat again in a few minutes if his bradycardia doesn't normalize.
Avery: Bradycardia? What is that? That's -- that's why his heart is so low?
Barton: Give it to me.
Avery: Is he having a heart attack? What's happening?
Barton: Out of my way, Avery.
Avery: No, I am not leaving him!
Barton: Do you want him to survive this?! Then get out of my way and let me do my job!
Dylan: I wasn't aware that I had to report my comings and goings to you.
Paul: Why are you so worried about Sharon?
Dylan: What -- what makes you think that I'm worried about Sharon?
Paul: [Chuckles] It's got to be pretty significant for you to desert your own fiancée.
Dylan: I'm not deserting anybody. Avery doesn't even remember I'm out here. She's focused on Joe.
Paul: And you seem focused on Sharon.
Paul: So tell me. What are you protecting her from?
Dylan: Is that why you came by? To ask me questions you've already asked?
Paul: No, I actually came by to follow up on Joe Clark's alleged accident.
Dylan: Avery. Hey. Is everything okay?
Avery: No, all of a sudden -- Barton's trying to stabilize him. Oh, god. If he doesn't make it -- what have I done?
Dylan: It's okay.
[Cell phone rings]
Paul: Yeah, Paul Williams. Yeah, s-slow down, Noah. What's going on with your mom?
Noah: She just ran off. She left when I wasn't looking.
Paul: Sharon ran? Ran from what?
Noah: There's some things that came up that don't look good for my mom. They're kind of incriminating.
Paul: Do you have any idea where your mom was headed?
Noah: No, I don't. That's why I'm calling you. I'm worried about her.
Paul: Okay. Are you still at her house now?
Noah: Yeah, yeah, I am, with summer.
Paul: Stay there, and I will issue a "be on the lookout" alert, and, uh, I'll be over there as soon as I can.
Summer: You did the right thing, Noah.
Sharon: I told you, you've got it all wrong.
Kyle: Just get inside and stay there.
Noah: Kyle, what's going on?
Summer: Where did you find Sharon? How did you know she took off?
Kyle: Oh, I didn't, actually. I came across her on route 7. Her car had died.
Noah: What are you doing all the way out there, mom?
Kyle: What do you think, Noah?
Noah: Were you trying to leave town?
Summer: Only something a guilty person would do.
Phyllis: This is unbelievable! Aah! Where did this storm come from?!
Jack: It was supposed to be clear all night long. I checked the weather half an hour ago.
Phyllis: Oh, man. We must have done something to anger Bartholomew.
Jack: Come on, Bart! Give me a break! I just want to marry the woman I love!
Jack: Gee, thanks for the help.
Phyllis: Maybe this is a sign we were supposed to get married in Genoa city.
Jack: Oh, hold your tongue. Do you honestly think I came all this way without a plan "b"? We are going to get married tonight. I promise you.
[Knock on door]
Jack: Wow. I wonder who that is.
Phyllis: Maybe it's St. Bart.
Jack: Reverend Knutsson, please come in. Okay, so it's not the beach, but look at it this way. We won't have sand in our bed tonight. [Chuckles]
Ashley: Phyllis isn't answering, either.
Billy: Well, we need to keep trying. Jack owes us an explanation.
Ashley: Who else knows about this?
Billy: Nobody. I mean, except security at the outsource center, but I made up a plausible story as to why Jack was in the server room, and I think they bought it.
Ashley: That's good. Until we can find Jack and find out what he's up to, we have to keep this between us.
Ashley: It's kind of late for a visitor, isn't it?
Billy: Yeah. [Scoffs] Not for this one. He sleeps in his coffin during the day and comes out at night. Here to collect your pint of blood, Victor?
Victoria: If he is, then so am I.
Billy: Vick, what -- what's going on?
Victoria: May we come in?
Billy: Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course.
Victor: Hello, Ashley. How nice to see you.
Ashley: I'm surprised to see you.
Victor: Well, we have come here to discuss an important matter regarding your brother, Jack.
Billy: Well, you're out of luck, then.
Ashley: Yeah, he and Phyllis ran off to get married. They are now in parts unknown.
Victor: Whoa. What convenient timing. Just when he's about to be charged with a cyber theft.
Billy: Cyber theft?
Ashley: What are you talking about?
Victoria: We have evidence that he's the one who broke into the Newman computer files.
Victor: But then you knew about that, didn't you?
Jack: She should be right out. [Swedish accent] Underbar. You know this?
Ja! Mycket bra! Sorry. My English.
Jack: You do know the wedding ceremony, right?
Like the back of my foot.
Jack: Oh, this is gonna be fun. Um, so, how is it a Swedish minister made his way to a Caribbean island?
We have a parish here. Ever since St. Bart was, um, uh, how do you say, Svenska territory.
Phyllis: Okay. A little damp, but this is gonna have to do.
Jack: Fantastic. Your wedding bouquet, madam.
Phyllis: Aw. Very thoughtful. Perfect. Perfect.
Jack: Reverend, I think this is your show now.
Reverend: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this couple in holy matrimony. Uh, repeat after me. "I, Phyllis, take you, yack, to be my wedded husband."
Phyllis: I, Phyllis, take you, yack, to be my wedded husband.
Reverend: "To have and to hold in sickness and in health."
Phyllis: To have and to hold in sickness and in health.
Reverend: "I will love and cherish you and go with the ghost-a."
Phyllis: Can you repeat that part?
Reverend: Ja. "I shall go with the ghost."
Phyllis: I'm sorry. I don't understand what that means.
Jack: Just one more time.
Reverend: "I shall go with the ghost."
Phyllis: Yeah, okay. I will love and cherish you and go with the ghost.
Reverend: Your turn, Yack.
Jack: I, Yack, take you, Phyllis, to be my wedded wife, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health. I will love and cherish you... and go with the ghost.
Reverend: And now place the ring on the fingers.
Phyllis: Okay. [Chuckles]
Jack: You first.
Jack: All right.
Phyllis: [Chuckles] Okay. Okay. Perfect.
Reverend: And now that you have exchanged rings and vows, I pronounce you man och fru. You may make with the kiss.
Avery: Barton, tell me.
Barton: He's fine. Heart rate's back to normal.
[Cell phone rings]
Paul: Excuse me.
Avery: Well, what was wrong with him? What happened?
Barton: A nervous-system reaction to anesthesia. We've got him on medication now. We're watching him closely. I don't expect a repeat of it.
Avery: [Sighs] May I see him?
Barton: Of course.
Avery: I won't be long.
Dylan: Take as much time as you need.
Avery: That's much better.
Joe: [Weakly] Better than what?
Avery: You don't remember?
Joe: We were on my...balcony in the suite.
Avery: Yes. That's right.
Joe: We kissed.
Avery: And I reacted badly. I pushed you away, harder than I realized. Joe, you're at memorial hospital. You just came out of surgery.
Avery: Yes, to stabilize your spine. It was a pretty big fall.
Joe: That's one way to find out you can't fly.
Avery: Joe, this was all my fault. And I explained all that to Paul.
Avery: Paul. Paul Williams. The chief of police.
Joe: He questioned you?
Avery: It's his job to -- to know what happened. And, of course, I told him it was an accident.
Joe: And you don't think he believes you?
Avery: That's not important right now.
Joe: No, no, no. You're not to blame. It was my fault. I was -- I was too close to the railing. I lost my footing. I need to tell Paul.
Avery: You just take it easy right now.
Joe: I got you, Avery. I'm not gonna let you take the fall for this. I promise.
Paul: Hey, Noah.
Dylan: I hope you don't mind I tagged along.
Noah: She'll be glad to see you.
Sharon: [Sighs] You don't have to hover over me. I'm not going anywhere.
Summer: But you were. She's obviously a flight risk.
Noah: What are you? An attorney now?
Paul: That's all right. I'll take it from here. So, is summer right? Are you a flight risk?
Sharon: I just needed to get away for a little while until I could figure out how to get out of this.
Kyle: How to get out of paying for your crime?
Noah: Shut up, Kyle!
Sharon: How to convince the people who have already convicted me that I'm innocent and give the police more time to catch the real killer. I changed my mind about disappearing. I was going to come back, but then my car died.
Summer: Do not let her fool you. If she was coming back, it was to bury the evidence. This is the murder weapon.
Dylan: How'd that get here?
Paul: Wait a minute. You knew about this?
Dylan: The last I saw, it was in Avery's office.
Sharon: I went back to get it. But then someone grabbed me from behind.
Sharon: I don't know. The next thing I remember, I was waking up on this sofa and Noah was standing over me.
Kyle: This is great. So, wait, someone grabbed you, knocked you out, and then dragged you and the murder weapon back here? [Chuckles] You really expect us to believe that?
Sharon: No. But I'm hoping that Paul will.
Billy: And you expect us to believe you? A man who lies as easily as he breathes?
Ashley: And you know that Jack couldn't possibly bypass all your security measures and just waltz right into your server room. I mean, come on.
Victoria: Well, I'm sure that Billy will be able to explain that.
Billy: I can?
Victoria: You know, for someone who loves gambling, you have a really lousy poker face.
Billy: I have an amazing poker face. And what are you getting at?
Victoria: You know perfectly well that I kept all of my business and personal information on my cell phone.
Billy: Yeah, I do. And?
Victoria: You used the visitation with our kids to swipe my phone and steal the security code to the server room.
Billy: Oh, the hell I did.
Ashley: Billy's not a thief.
Billy: And -- and why not stitch, huh? He lives there. Why not point the finger at him?
Victor: Because you are a punk.
Billy: Oh. [Scoffs] Here we go. Just like old times.
Victoria: Ben wouldn't know the password. But you would, because it's our wedding date.
Phyllis: Think I died and went to heaven.
Jack: Oh, I think I did, too. How was the bath?
Phyllis: Oh! [Chuckling] There were so many damn jets in there, I thought I was gonna lift off and fly away. Why didn't you come in and join me?
Jack: I've been busy.
Phyllis: Oh! What do we got going on over here?
Jack: Ooh, only the best champagne for the lady, the best sparkling water for myself. Chateau St. Barts mini mart, I believe.
Jack: As far as the entree goes, I asked the kitchen to stuff anything under those domes they thought I'd like.
Phyllis: Oh, I guess we're sticking with the theme and Swedish meatballs are on the menu? Yack, reverend Knutsson. I now pronounce you man och fru.
Jack: Yeah, that was funny.
Jack: S-so, you hungry?
Phyllis: Are you?
Jack: Wow, am I. I have to warn you, though, I'm, uh, hungry for a lot more than just Swedish meatballs.
Phyllis: Oh, really? Well, then maybe I should tell you what's on the menu for this evening.
Jack: Oh, I'd definitely like some of that. Oh, I'll take a side of that, as well. Ooh, how about a double helping?
Billy: We're divorced, remember? And only an idiot would think that his ex-wife used their wedding date as a password.
Victor: Yes, indeed. Only an idiot would.
Billy: Look, I never touched that damn cell phone, okay?
Victor: We'll see about that, Billy boy. We're going to hand it over to the authorities, along with that starring role of your brother's in that surveillance footage. You have a nice evening.
Ashley: Wait a minute, please.
Victor: What else is there to say?
Ashley: Your hands aren't clean in this. You are involved somehow, someway.
Victor: Let me ask you. Is it my face on that surveillance tape or the face of your brother, Jack? I think you should direct your suspicions at him. Don't you? You have a nice evening. Sweetheart, are you coming?
Victoria: I'll catch up in a minute, dad. You want to know what really hurt the worst was that little act that you put on at the club.
Billy: What act?
Victoria: To pretend like you were so upset that Jabot's computers had been hacked into, trying to convince me that my father was behind it and to get me to spy on him just so you could throw me off track.
Billy: No, look, I didn't --
Victoria: I can't believe I fell for it. What was all of that about trust and not putting our families in between us? Trying to convince me that you could never hate me?
Billy: It was the truth, and I meant every word of it.
Victoria: It was a lie. All of it was a lie.
Avery: Here you go. Just let that melt in your mouth.
Joe: So thirsty.
Avery: I know, but you're gonna have to settle for ice chips until the anesthesia wears off.
Barton: Avery's right. You ought to listen to her.
Joe: Yeah, she's been telling me that for years.
Barton: I need to examine him again, but you can stay this time.
Joe: So, I heard you saved my life already twice.
Barton: You're a lucky man. A fall like that could have been fatal.
Joe: Yeah, believe me. I know how lucky I am.
Barton: Your heart sounds good.
Avery: You keep that up. Understand?
Joe: Yeah, I intend to. So, doc, when am I getting out of here?
Joe: What? It's a valid question.
Avery: Well, you just had surgery. You can't expect to be up and around like that.
Joe: It's not like I'm looking to run a marathon today.
Avery: What a relief that is.
Joe: I'll save that for tomorrow.
Barton: Well, there's some swelling along your spinal cord right now, so once it subsides, we'll run a few more tests. In the meantime, you need to take it easy.
Avery: I will make sure he does.
Barton: Okay. Have a good night.
Joe: So, the doc's concerned that after the swelling goes down, there's not gonna be a change.
Joe: Can't feel my legs, Avery.
Avery: When did you realize that?
Joe: I saw his expression. Obviously he's not ready to say anything, but that's why I need you to. Is it true, Avery? Am I paralyzed?
Sharon: I would never kill my son's fiancée or his sister's husband or anyone! It's not in me!
Kyle: And Mr. Hyde wasn't inside Dr. Jekyll, either.
Paul: Okay, I want to know more about the tire iron. Who found it originally? And how did it end up in Avery's office? Is she mixed up in this, too?
Dylan: No, she's not. No. She had nothing to do with this.
Paul: Yeah, but you did. So start talking or I'm gonna arrest both you and Sharon right here and now!
Avery: I'm not qualified to answer a question like that, Joe.
Joe: Well, you and the doctor at least talked about it. The paralysis.
Avery: He's waiting for the next battery of tests.
Joe: So, and his best guess? You asked him what my chances of walking again were, didn't you?
Avery: I did.
Joe: So, is it permanent?
Avery: It's possible.
Joe: No, you don't have to feel sorry for me. I'll be fine.
Avery: Of course you will be fine no matter what happens.
Joe: No, I'll tell you exactly what's gonna happen. I'm gonna get up out of this bed and walk out of this hospital. You'll see.
Paul: So, the car was coming from the direction of the cabin the night Austin was killed?
Dylan: And whoever was driving threw the tire iron out of the window. It was right where Sharon said it would be.
Summer: Imagine that.
Noah: If she was guilty, why would she lead us to it when it had...
Paul: When it had what?
Sharon: It had my fingerprints on it.
Paul: How do we know that?
Dylan: Avery had it tested at an independent lab.
Paul: She had it tested?
Paul: On whose authority?
Dylan: I did it. I talked her into it. I'm the one who's responsible. I was trying to absolve Sharon of any guilt.
Summer: And instead you found her fingerprints on it.
Paul: I see. So, were there any other discoveries that are inadmissible?
Dylan: Yeah, a trace amount of blood.
Paul: Uh-huh. So, tell me, Dylan. Did it ever once occur to you, you might want to come to the police with this? I mean, damn it! The coroner has to examine that tire iron to see if it matches the wounds on Austin! There is such a thing as chain of evidence!
Kyle: Now that you know the truth, what are you gonna do about it?
Paul: Oh, shut up, Kyle! I'll tell you what I'd like to do about it! I'd like to haul you all in for obstruction and interfering in a police investigation! I'd like to put every single one of you in jail! If I thought it would do any good, I would! But it won't! So I'm just gonna arrest you, Sharon.
Ashley: Thank you. I'd appreciate it. Jack's assistant. She's gonna make sure that he contacts us as soon as she hears from him.
Ashley: [Sighs] So, what did you find more surprising, Billy? The fact that Victoria's still using your wedding date as her passcode or that our brother is up to his eyeballs in something seriously illegal?
Billy: I am only thinking of Jack.
Ashley: Yeah, if you say so.
Billy: Look, you and I have got to be ready to do major damage control, because once that tape of Jack leaks, and we both know that it's going to, Jabot is gonna take a major hit. And Victor's been waiting for years for something like this to fall into his hands.
Ashley: Just how did it fall into his hands, Billy? I mean, how did Jack get the code to Newman's data room?
Billy: I don't know. Wait, you're not -- you're not accusing me, too, are you?
Ashley: No! I know you would never do anything like that to Victoria.
Billy: You know it and I know it, but Victoria doesn't, which makes me wonder how well I know
Victor: So, let's consider our next move very carefully, okay? We cannot allow Jack Abbott to finagle himself out of this one.
Victoria: What I want to know is how he got into it. Why would he risk everything to break into Newman's files, especially at a time when Jabot's so profitable? Why wouldn't he just leave well enough alone?
Victor: Because he hates my guts. He hates our company. I would not think it beyond him to launch a preemptive attack on our company when we least expect it.
Victoria: I suppose so. But I can't help thinking that there's more to the story.
Jack: So, Mrs. Abbott...
Phyllis: [Chuckles] Yes, Mr. Abbott?
Jack: To what shall we toast?
Phyllis: Well... I certainly could toast my incredibly handsome, sexy, smart, funny, sweet, considerate husband. But you know what? You've heard all that before.
Jack: And I could certainly toast my red-hot, sexy, beautiful, clever, inspirational wife. But that's so 10 years ago.
Phyllis: You know what? We do. We need something new.
Jack: Yeah, something that captures the magic that's happened on this island.
Phyllis: Yeah. I know. Let's toast to Sweden.
Jack: To Sweden.
Phyllis: [Chuckling] Yeah.
Jack: I think that's Danish.
Phyllis: Well, it's close enough.
Jack: Come here. Come here.
Jack: What's wrong?
Phyllis: Nothing. It's just strange. I don't feel quite like myself.
Jack: What do you mean?
Phyllis: I just... I mean it doesn't feel real. For the first time in a very long time... everything's perfect.
Jack: [Muffled scream] [Grunts]
Kelly: Hello, Jack.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Sage: Those are divorce papers. If you could just sign them, then we can both get on with our lives.
Kelly: Do you think I would have removed that gag if anybody could hear you?
Phyllis: Fairytale endings really don't happen for me like this.
Jack: This is not a fairytale.
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