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Esther: Oh, hi, Jack. Oh. What's in the bag?
Jack: It's a surprise.
Esther: Jill is supposed to avoid stress.
Jack: It will only help her heart, not hurt it.
Esther: Hey, please don't mention the "c" word.
Jack: "Cactus," "canoe"...
Jill: Esther, I can hear every word you're saying. Send Jack in.
Jack: Well, look at you, relaxing in here like Cleopatra.
Jill: Oh, no, no, no, no. I am the queen of heart attacks. Get it?
Jack: Seriously... how you doing?
Jill: Oh, my God. Why does everybody treat me like I'm at death's doors and you want to get a jump on my funeral?
Jack: Not me. I swear, you're gonna outlive all of us. Only the good die young.
Jill: Ah, thank you.
Jack: A little something to keep you on your toes.
Jill: Ah, well, I'm glad it's not flowers, 'cause, as you can see, we're all out of vases.
Jack: It's a great way to keep old Jackie around.
Jill: Ah! Don't toy with me.
Jack: [Chuckles] Kind of quiet, doesn't say much, but he pops up whenever you need him.
Jill: He's very, very cute, and I will keep him here on the couch with me during the weeks of my recovery. After that, though, I'm gonna finalize our deal to buy your share of Fenmore's.
Jack: You don't have to keep up this act for me. I happen to know Colin didn't just break your heart, he stole your money.
Lauren: What do you mean, you can't do anything else? He's your employee!
[Knock on door]
Lauren: Well, you need to try harder!
Phyllis: Remind me not to get on your bad side.
Lauren: [Sighs] My son risks his life for the refugee crisis, and his bosses can't even bother to stay in contact with him.
Phyllis: What happened?
Lauren: Ohh. According to his editors, he's not responding to communication attempts. They just -- they don't want to admit that he's disappeared.
Phyllis: They've got to have an idea of where he is based on his assignment.
Lauren: He's been all over. He's been all over the last six months -- central Asia, the middle east.
Phyllis: When was the last time you heard from him?
Lauren: Valentine's Day. The call got dropped, and [Sighs] They can't find his location.
Phyllis: Well, honey, he could be off the grid, or somebody could have stolen his phone.
Lauren: My gut tells me... he's being held against his will. Or worse. [Crying] I don't even know if my son is alive.
Gloria: Jack Abbott's office. How may I help you? Uh, no, but I'm happy to take a message. Well, yes, of course he has a voicemail, but -- but I believe in the personal touch. [Laughing] Really? Okay. Now, how did, um -- how did you spell that? Thank you very much. [Breathes deeply] Welcome to Jabot. How may I help you?
Michael: You could start by saying hello to your son.
Gloria: Ha ha! I would love to give my son a big hug, but that would be unprofessional.
Michael: Since when has that been one of your concerns?
Gloria: Come on, Mikey. This is a stepping stone. One day, someday, my name is going to be on the doors of one of those executive offices.
Michael: You're adorable.
Michael: Well, you can earn some brownie points by letting Jack know that I'm here.
Gloria: Hasn't come in yet.
Michael: When do you expect him?
Gloria: I'm not sure.
Michael: Aren't you supposed to keep track of his schedule?
Gloria: That isn't one of my official responsibilities.
Michael: What sort of unofficial responsibilities do you have?
Sharon: Have a nice day.
Noah: Look like you could use an extra hand.
Sharon: Oh, hi, Noah. Thank you for offering, but I have everything under control, really.
Noah: Okay. Yeah, dad said you were gonna take this place over. Are you sure you want to leave the world of fashion to pour coffee?
Sharon: Well... this place needed a full-time manager. You know, after Dylan became a cop, he got busy, so he kind of neglected the place a little.
Noah: Par for the course for that guy.
Sharon: Oh, don't badmouth him.
Noah: What are you talking about, mom? He left you to clean up his mess. Why do you treat the guy like he's a saint?
Sharon: I'm tired of dissecting the end of my marriage, okay? I have a coffeehouse to run. Dylan's gone.
Noah: It's hard to move on when you're keeping a secret.
Sharon: I'm not hiding anything.
Noah: Right. I am. Marisa and I broke up.
Phyllis: I am ordering you to take the day off. I will handle any emergencies -- any work issues that can't wait.
Lauren: You know what? Um, Michael's handling the meeting with Jack to go over big revisions for the merger contract.
Phyllis: Have you eaten today?
Lauren: Oh, I couldn't eat breakfast. I'm sure there's something in the fridge.
Phyllis: Okay. Let's do a working lunch at the club.
Lauren: No. No, no, no. I can't leave. I'm waiting for a call with the state department, and I'm e-mailing with journalists international.
Phyllis: Who are they?
Lauren: They're an organization that helps reporters in conflict zones.
Phyllis: Okay. You can bring your phone.
Lauren: Scott calls me on the land line sometimes. I-I can't risk missing that call.
Phyllis: Okay. Honey, you know what? We're gonna order in. I'm gonna take care of the food, you're gonna take you a shower, and I promise I'm gonna grab you out of the bathroom if anyone phones, okay?
Gloria: My job is to answer phones, greet guests, and provide additional assistance as needed.
Michael: Such as?
Gloria: Typing, spreadsheets, whatever Jack wants. Maybe I can solve the problem that brought you to his door.
Michael: [Chuckles] No. This requires the man himself. I need to go over the red liens of the revised Fenmore's purchase agreement.
Gloria: Shouldn't Lauren handle that?
Michael: That question lies outside of the scope of your job description.
Gloria: Oh, come on, Mikey. This place is a ghost town. I hope there's not a bug going around. Hate to catch it.
Michael: You have yet to earn your way back into Lauren's good graces, so I'm not gonna answer that.
Gloria: You may have thrown me out of your home, but I'm still family, and it hurts deeply that you're shutting me out.
Michael: I am equally chagrined that you insist on pretending that your job here is legitimate.
Jill: How'd you hear about my money problems? If it was GC buzz, I will sue them.
Jack: Relax. Relax. It is not public knowledge. Colin slithered in to my office, asking for an extension so you could raise the money to buy my shares in Fenmore.
Jill: God, he had no right to speak for me!
Jack: You take it easy. Esther is going to drag me out of here.
Jill: When I get back in fighting shape, I will do him major bodily harm.
Jack: For what it's worth, he did fess up to plundering your bank accounts and actually admitted to causing your heart attack.
Jill: You're damn right, he did.
Jack: If you ask me, he should be locked up.
Jill: How did I go from such good men, like Phillip chancellor and your father, to this blunder from down under?
Jack: Hey, I got to say this -- I honestly think Colin sincerely wants to set things right.
Jill: The road to bankruptcy court is paved with good intentions, which is why I kicked him to the curb.
Jack: Would you please take it easy?
Jill: No. I am back in the race. You made a solid offer, and I am gonna hold you to it.
Noah: Uh, Marisa left town a few weeks ago, and I, uh -- I just didn't want to burden you with the breakup news, you know?
Sharon: Oh, I'm sorry. I should have noticed that something was wrong. What happened?
Noah: Um, well, she's been talking to her daughter's adoptive parents, and they agreed to let her have regular visits now that Luca's out of the picture. But that means that she needs to move to Spain and, as much as I love her, I just wasn't willing to uproot my life.
Sharon: Well, I hope you're not feeling obligated to stick around here because you're worried about me.
Noah: [Chuckles] Well, you're not the only family I have in Genoa city, mom.
Sharon: Oh. Yeah. There I go again, thinking the whole world revolves around me.
Noah: You know, now that I found a way to be part of the family without getting sucked into the family business, I actually like being a Newman.
Sharon: You know, there are a lot of couples who make the long-distance thing work.
Noah: You know, working at the underground, I see all these people having a good time, meeting new people without getting tied into a serious relationship, and, you know, if I'm being honest, I, uh -- I'd feel like I was missing out.
Sharon: You know... sometimes I think maybe that's part of the reason why my relationships have failed, because I never just casually dated anyone. You know, Nicholas was my high-school sweetheart. I don't regret marrying young. That's how I got you. But I never learned how to be happy on my own.
Noah: It's not too late.
Sharon: That's true. Not only did Dylan give me a coffeehouse, but, because of him, I get to experience the single scene.
Noah: There you go again. You're cutting this guy slack. I just don't understand why you won't admit that he abandoned you.
Sharon: What would be the point? What would that change?
Noah: [Sighs] Look... yesterday gram and I had an argument about Dylan, and she said that he had to leave. He didn't have a choice. What does she mean by that?
Noah: Bartenders are very good listeners -- also very good at keeping secrets. Please sit down.
Sharon: Just when I stop obsessing about Dylan, you start.
Noah: I can tell how badly it's hurting you to keep the secret.
Sharon: You are such a good listener that you heard, you know, what I wasn't saying. Nikki and Paul and Victor know everything. But they are hardly my biggest allies.
Noah: That's where I come in.
Sharon: Dylan didn't abandon me. He left to protect me and everyone I love.
Jack: Believe me, I know better than to count you out, but you need some time to recover, both financially and physically.
Jill: Okay, but you're not reneging on me. We had an agreement.
Jack: Would you just lie down, please?
Jill: I'm not gonna collapse!
Jack: Of course you are, if you don't follow your doctor's orders. Come on. Here. There you go. There we are.
Jill: Damn. I hate feeling this weak.
Jack: Weak?! Your body's just recovering from a Colin-induced trauma. That man is a dangerous addiction for you, and you need to quit and do it cold turkey.
Jill: I can't let Colin break me. One day very soon, I'm gonna march in to your office with a big, fat check, and I am gonna buy Fenmore's from you.
Jack: I look forward to it.
["Pop goes the weasel" plays]
Gloria: Jack hired me because he finally recognized my unique talents when I helped him... yes, acquire Fenmore's.
Michael: You mean when you helped him conspire to undermine Lauren.
Gloria: Strategy, conspiracy -- call it what you like. It's all a matter of perspective.
Michael: No. He didn't get controlling interest in the company, so why would he continue to work with you?
Gloria: Who knows, Michael?! Maybe he gave me this low-level position to punish me.
Michael: You have something on him. You're blackmailing him into letting you play operator.
Gloria: You figured it out. I have a stack of scandalous, "x"-rated photos of Jack Abbott. That's what I was alluding to in my appearance on "GC buzz."
Michael: You almost had me going there. If you did have blackmail material on Jack, I would hope you'd hold out for a bigger pay day than the job of receptionist.
Phyllis: I'll get it! I got you a Caesar salad.
Phyllis: Here you go. Thanks. Keep the change.
Phyllis: Boy, Scott has turned really into a handsome man.
Lauren: Yeah. I don't know how I ended up with a son whose happiest time is in war zones and refugee camps. [Crying] But I'm gonna have to be as brave as he is if I'm gonna get through this.
Sharon: If Dylan had stayed, it would only be a matter of time before someone from the drug cartel found him. So... Dylan had to go into the witness protection program.
Noah: [Sighs] I-I guess I still don't understand why the two of you can't at least stay in contact.
Sharon: Because phones can be tapped. E-mails can be hacked.
Noah: Couldn't Paul at least have come up with a cover story that wasn't so cruel?
Sharon: [Sighs] Well, he needed something plausible. No one had any trouble believing that my lies drove Dylan away.
Noah: Yeah, but it's still screwed up. [Sighs]
Sharon: You know, I guess it's not entirely fabricated. Dylan did take an undercover, dangerous job because he wanted to get his mind off of Christian, and I can own that.
Noah: Mom, no. Dylan -- there are a thousand other ways that Dylan could have handled his grief, okay? He didn't even think about the potential impact on you if things went wrong.
Sharon: At heart, he was still a soldier, always putting the mission before anything else.
Jack: Michael! What a surprise!
Gloria: Mr. Abbott, this gentleman showed up to see you without an appointment.
Jack: Oh. Are we being formal today? I have time in my schedule for Michael Baldwin, esquire.
Gloria: Would you like me to take some dictation?
Jack: No. I'll take my own notes, if you could hold my calls. Thank you, Gloria.
Michael: Thanks for keeping Gloria at bay. I don't want her involved in this.
Jack: Well, you'll have to be a little more specific about what "this" is. All I know is Lauren canceled my, uh, appointment with her.
Michael: Uh, I'll be filling in. Lauren may not be in the office for some time.
Michael: [Sighs] Lauren's son Scott is missing. She's trying to find out if he's been injured or maybe even held against his will.
Jack: Oh, I am so sorry. She must be frantic. If there's anything I can do, anything at all, I want to help.
Michael: If you have any contacts that work with international intelligence agencies, please call them. Otherwise, just give Lauren the space she needs to focus on Scott.
Jack: Absolutely. No, no. This comes well after family. No. She has nothing to worry about here, especially now that Jill is no longer a thorn in the merger's side.
Michael: What are you talking about?
Jack: You haven't heard? Jill had a heart attack.
Michael: What? Is she gonna be okay?
Jack: Yeah. I saw her earlier. She's at home, and she's well on her way to recovery.
Michael: That's good to hear, but what does that have to do with the Jabot-Fenmore's merger?
Jack: Well, it's now highly unlikely she'll be buying my shares. Wait. You didn't know. Jill has been trying to get me to sell her my shares in Fenmore's.
Michael: After everything you went through to acquire Fenmore's, I don't understand how you could even consider selling it.
Esther: What are you doing?
Jill: Looking at the latest numbers on the new York stock exchange.
Esther: Jill, you are not supposed to be working.
Jill: Oh, it's way more stressful doing nothing. Do you know something? I have some stocks... that Colin wasn't able to get his grubby little hands on. If I sell them and move the proceeds to higher-growth companies, maybe I can recoup some of the money I lost.
Esther: You didn't lose it. It was stolen by your no-good louse of a husband.
Jill: Stop hovering. There must be something in this house. Go dust it.
Esther: No. I've been busy in the kitchen, making a delicious low-fat, low-salt minestrone.
Esther: I got the recipe from a Mediterranean diet cookbook that your cardiologist recommended.
Jill: I'm not hungry, suddenly.
Esther: Your body needs nutrients to heal.
Jill: My largest holding is trending downwards to day.
Esther: Day-to-day fluctuations are meaningless. Stocks are a long-term investment. Well, Mrs. C set up a 401(k) for me, and I keep track of my retirement money.
Jill: Lord, you're probably doing better than I am. God. Who am I kidding? It took me decades to earn that money.
Esther: Yeah, and a few divorces.
Jill: There's no way I can earn enough to buy Jack's stake in Fenmore's. I'll be lucky if I can even shop there.
Esther: Mrs. C would be so disappointed if she saw you giving up and feeling sorry for yourself.
Jill: All right. I'll try your soup.
Esther: Okay. I'm gonna get you a big bowl.
Jill: You're just determined to keep me alive, aren't you?
Esther: Even if it kills you.
Esther: Oh, no. [Grunts]
Colin: I realize I am persona non grata around here, but figured I'd call in, pick up my stuff. Figured I'd do it while Jill was in hospital, lest I upset her further.
Jill: As usual, your timing is lousy.
Esther: Oh, no. Pretending that you didn't know that Jill was home is low even for you.
Colin: I had no idea. However, I should have realized you'd recover quick. Resilience was one of the qualities I always admired with you.
Jill: Shamelessness was always one of the qualities I despised with you.
Esther: Want me to throw him out?
Jill: In a minute.
Jill: So... where are you staying?
Colin: Lily and Cane have very kindly taken me in.
Jill: Good. There should be enough room in their closets for your stuff. Esther, would you help him pack his clothes, please?
Esther: I can't do that.
Colin: Well, that's okay. I don't need a maid service.
Esther: Well, no. It's just that Colin's stuff isn't here anymore. Billy donated it to charity.
Jill: What the hell did he do that for?!
Esther: Well, because he wanted to eliminate every trace of that man from this house. Isn't that what you wanted?
Jill: That is not the point! The point is it was my decision, not Billy's.
Colin: Don't be mad at Esther. It's just my clothes -- all I have left.
Phyllis: I know the waiting is not easy, but, sweetie, I promise, someone's gonna get back in touch with you.
Lauren: [Sighs] Until then, I am just -- I'm gonna be useless, so why don't you go back to the office, work with Ravi on last-minute tweaks before the virtual dressing room goes live tomorrow?
Phyllis: We have worked very quickly, faster than I thought. We need a fresh set of eyes to see if we've missed any bugs. Non-techies spot all the stuff we missed, and that's you.
Lauren: Maybe I missed some sort of clue that could help me find Scott.
Phyllis: If there is, it'll come to you when you stop putting so much pressure on yourself.
Lauren: Okay. Lead the way. Go ahead.
Lauren: Let's see this, uh, virtual dressing room. Maybe testing it will debug my brain.
Michael: Lauren is worried sick about Scott. The last thing she needs is a corporate crisis.
Jack: For what it's worth, Jill has been working on this for a while. There's no way she could have known about Scott.
Michael: I don't understand why she wants to buy Fenmore's.
Jack: She thinks Lauren should have asked her permission before she did this deal with Jabot. This is her backhanded way of gaining control to pay Lauren back for her alleged betrayal.
Michael: I wouldn't wish a heart attack on anyone, but I'm glad Lauren won't have to deal with Jill.
Jack: I want to assure you and I want you to assure Lauren I will not use this situation with Scott as an opportunity to make any unilateral decisions about Fenmore's.
Michael: Uh, I'm sorry. I-I-I really should check in with her. Look, uh... I will leave these contracts with you. We can go over your questions and notes when I come back.
Jack: Perfect. Michael, please tell Lauren Scott is in my thoughts and prayers.
Michael: Sure. Thanks.
Michael: If you want to hear more, you might use a glass against the door. It works in the movies.
Gloria: I resent your insinuation that I was eavesdropping.
Michael: But you can't deny it, can you? Have fun answering the phones.
Gloria: Come on. Level with me. What is going on between my son and Lauren?
Jack: Would you please get off my desk? I have a corporation to run.
Gloria: My son waited a long time to see you, and then he raced out of here. That doesn't make sense.
Jack: Michael is worried about Lauren.
Jack: He asked me not to tell anyone.
Gloria: You know I can be discreet.
Jack: And I protect people's privacy.
Gloria: Fine. My son's been very curious about why you hired me. He has this crazy notion that I'm blackmailing you, and I know you don't want me to comment on that, do you, Jack?
Jack: Fine, fine, fine. I will tell you. But it cannot leave this office.
Gloria: Of course not, boss! This is the safe room... just like our hotel room.
Jack: Would you please stop acting like our regrettable one-night stand is an ongoing affair?
Gloria: Your arithmetic's a little rusty, Jack. First night was when you got so drunk. Then there was valentine's day. That makes two nights, which makes us colleagues with benefits.
Jack: The "regrettable" part still holds.
Gloria: Also our policy of mutually assured destruction.
Jack: Okay, fine. Lauren is worried about Scott. He has disappeared. He was doing press work overseas, and he's apparently in a great deal of danger.
Gloria: Michael should have told me. Scott is my stepgrandson, but I'd like to help.
Jack: That's exactly why Lauren didn't tell you. The only support she needs right now is Michael's.
Gloria: Who's gonna support you...during this crisis? You'll have to run Jabot and Fenmore's.
Jack: I can handle it.
Gloria: Well, of course you can. But it will be so much more stress and, uh... pressure.
Jack: Some-- some-- someone could walk in any minute now.
Gloria: You are so tense.
Gloria: Yeah, listen -- Phyllis and Lauren aren't coming in, Ashley isn't in her office, and Ravi never leaves his.
Jack: It is inappropriate. It is unprofessional. I don't need your talons digging in to my back.
Gloria: Yes, you do. Now, why don't you just please let me knead your troubles away?
Jack: Ooh. Right there. Right there. Ohh. Yes. Ahh. Ahh.
Noah: I understand why the real reason that Dylan left can't be public knowledge, but can't you at least tell Mariah and faith?
Sharon: Mariah is the host of a television gossip show. Letting her in on the secret -- I think it would just be tempting fate.
Noah: True, but what about faith? I mean, she was so hard on you when Dylan left, and her attitude would change if she knew that it wasn't your fault.
Sharon: But if I come clean now, after telling her that he left because of me, she would just see that as one more time that I lied to her, and I doubt she'd ever trust me again. Besides... telling her that secret -- that is just too much pressure for someone her age.
Noah: Things are getting better between you two, aren't they?
Sharon: Much, and once I get my life together, I want her to move back in with me.
Noah: I can see why you wouldn't want to rock the boat.
Sharon: Nick can't know, either.
Noah: I meant what I said -- that you can trust me.
Sharon: I know, but, unfortunately, now my secret has become your secret.
Jill: Esther, go check on the soup. I'll take care of Colin.
Esther: You'd better not steal anything.
Colin: Well... at least I don't have to deal with the rabid dog anymore.
Jill: She is just trying to take care of me.
Colin: So was I.
Jill: Stealing all my money was a really strange way of going about that.
Colin: I had this fantasy... that I could be this honest, successful investor with his own portfolio.
Jill: Colin, it never bothered me that I made more money than you.
Colin: But it bothered me. I mean, I was reduced to being this amusing piece of arm candy trucked out for cocktail parties.
Jill: That wasn't the way I saw you.
Colin: It was the way I saw myself -- Genoa city's resident gold digger. I wanted more.
Jill: You had more. You had my love.
Colin: I wanted your respect. But I lost that, along with your fortune.
Esther: Lunch is ready.
Colin: Bye, Jill. Look after yourself.
Jill: Damn it, Esther. How could you have let Billy move all his clothes out?!
Esther: Well, I thought that was what you would want.
Jill: Oh, my God. I had a heart attack. My brain is still functioning on all cylinders. I think I know what I want. And...right now, I want to be alone.
Esther: But the soup will get cold.
Jill: That's why they made microwaves. [Sighs] [Breathing heavily] What are you looking at? You were right when you told me not to trust Colin. But you know something? You were every bit the fool for love that I was -- until you met up with Murphy. I don't know. Maybe you do have to kiss a lot of frogs. Or maybe you just have to keep kissing the same frog over and over and over again until you realize that you would rather be with him [Crying] Than a prince. [Breathing heavily] Don't worry. I'm not gonna take him back. And I'm certainly not gonna stay on that couch, drinking soup, for very long. Do you remember that stupid song you used to sing -- "I'm gonna live, live, live till I die"? Well, that's what I'm gonna do. That's what I'm gonna do. I am gonna get back on my feet... and I'm gonna finish what I started, Katherine. I'm gonna finish what I started.
Hey! Don't touch my stuff!
Colin: You got nothing worth stealing there, pal... although that is a rather nice coat.
Colin: You sure? Let me have a look.
Colin: Just as I thought. This is my cashmere coat. My wife -- she bought this for me on Savile Row.
I got it at the men's center.
Colin: You -- you don't understand, sir. This was donated by mistake. It's a reminder of a life I once had, one that I'm determined to get back. It certainly doesn't belong on a homeless person with nothing to live for.
I got dreams, too.
Colin: Yeah. I'm sure you have. You know, the truth is... I'm no different from you. I'm homeless. I exist on the generosity of my son. Keep the coat. Looks better on you.
Sharon: A toast... to telling the truth and moving on.
Noah: Mmm. You know, our lives are strangely similar right now -- both selling drinks to people.
Sharon: Both newly single. But we're not gonna go on any double dates, though.
Noah: No. But if you do date a guy, you should bring him to the underground so that I can vet him.
Sharon: Hey, I'm still the parent. Maybe you should bring your dates here so I can meet them.
Noah: It's good to see you happy, mom, and looking to the future.
Sharon: Well, opening up to you helped. It's nice to have someone to talk to who knows the truth.
Noah: And I'm glad that you know about Marisa. I mean, it was getting a little tough, keeping it to myself.
Sharon: You've had to take care of me for too long. We'll take care of each other from now on, okay?
Jack: Ahhh. Oh, that feels so good.
Lauren: I'm all for synergy, but all these links to JabotGo -- I mean, isn't that gonna drive people to their app and off of ours?
Phyllis: What if we set it up so the JabotGo won't open until after the customer has tried on all of their outfits?
Lauren: Ashley won't like it, but...
Phyllis: Why do we care what Ashley thinks? You have controlling interest.
Lauren: [Chuckles] Now, can you do these changes by tomorrow?
Phyllis: Ravi is a fast coder. It's gonna mean a long night. But that is standard practice for a new product launch.
Lauren: All right. Then you should go help him.
Phyllis: I can video-conference him from here. It's fine.
Lauren: And so am I. You don't need to babysit me.
Phyllis: Are you sure?
Lauren: Yes. Yes. Come on. Virtual retail therapy is as good as the real deal.
Phyllis: Listen, if you have any other ideas, will you please call me? And if you hear any news about Scott, I want to hear from you.
Lauren: Yeah. I don't think I'm gonna hear anything for a while, but listen. Thank you. Thank you so much for creating such an awesome app and... for being so amazing.
Phyllis: I love you.
Lauren: I love you.
Phyllis: Okay. If you need anything, I'll be up late.
Lauren: Yes. All right.
Phyllis: See ya.
[Cell phone rings]
Lauren: Hello? Hello?
We have your son -- Scott Grainger. $10 million or he dies.
Next on "The Young and the Restless"...
Ravi: We have an enormous, horrible, awful problem.
Lauren: We're gonna pay the ransom. We have no other choice.
Michael: It would have been less bizarre to see Victor Newman here taking dictation in a pencil skirt. What are your intentions with my mother?
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