Y&R Transcript Monday 5/8/17

Y&R Transcript Monday 5/8/17


Episode # 11165 ~ Victor shares promising information with Nikki; Neil tells Ashley about his meeting with Dina; things get nasty between Mariah & Hilary.

Provided By Suzanne

Jack: What'd that coffee ever do to you?

Hilary: What? Oh. Mm! Oh!

Jack: I may be way off target here, but you seem a little distracted.

Hilary: My life is wonderful. I own my own show, I have complete control, and ratings are up, so no one can judge me.

Jack: Then I stand corrected. It is sunny and bright in your world. You just hate coffee.

Hilary: [Sighs] How do you survive divorce without losing your mind?

Devon: [Sighs] I guess you're not gonna sneak out on me, still dressed like that.

Mariah: I just had to see if I was dreaming, like maybe this is the part in the dream that you think is real, but then you look at the sun and it's blue with pink polka dots.

Devon: There's polka dots in your dreams? That's cool.

Mariah: [Laughs] I just sounded ridiculous. I'm not that person, the kind of person that gets gooey and poetic after one amazing night in bed.

Devon: Hey, don't forget about the stairs.

Mariah: I could never forget about the stairs.

Devon: As far as the kind of woman you are, I really would love to know more about you. Everything, in fact.

Mariah: Even my dreams?

Devon: Oh, your dreams and your polka dots.

[Both laugh]

Mariah: I can't believe I was worried.

Devon: What were you worried about?

Mariah: That this would ruin us.

Devon: Yeah, I mean, I think any time you start a new relationship, you want to believe it's gonna work out. At the same time, you don't want to get your hopes up. You're walking a tightrope. But when it clicks...

Mariah: It's incredible.

Devon: Hang on a second.

Mariah: And now you're leaving?

Devon: I could have sworn I locked the door.

[Lock clicks]

Ashley: Well, this is a surprise. Congratulations on Hamilton-winters. Very exciting.

Neil: Thank you. I appreciate that. We are already angling towards our very first acquisition.

Ashley: Wow. You don't waste time, do you?

Neil: [Chuckles]

Ashley: Seeing as you're here, I hope you haven't set your sights on jabot. You know we're not for sale.

Neil: Actually, I'm here to tell you that we are pursuing an international conglomerate. Mergeron enterprises.

Abby: Scott! Hi.

Scott: Hey.

Abby: Hey, if you're working on my chapter, make sure to add a line about how my dad made me acting C.E.O.

Scott: Sorry. Can't.

Abby: Well, why? It's just one line. You could squeeze it in.

Scott: Not into a book that doesn't exist. Victor, uh, called the whole thing off.

Abby: Why? Why would he do that? I mean, the whole thing was his idea.

Scott: Nikki indicated she was opposed to the book, so looks like Victor took her at her word.

Abby: Huh. Well, I guess you could turn my chapter into an article, you know, and publish it in a high-profile magazine.

Scott: [Chuckles] Oh. You're -- you're serious?

Abby: Yeah. I mean, it could be about up-and-coming moguls. Young, hungry, and in charge.

Scott: Of course. What was I thinking? I mean, you know exactly how to market yourself. That's right.

Abby: What does that mean?

Scott: I caught a lot of your, uh, past online appearances.

Abby: Eww. Creepy. And that "naked heiress" stuff, it was ancient.

Scott: Hey, I didn't have to look for it. Somebody made a mashup of all your videos, and it's trending now.

Abby: What?!

Scott: Oh. Hey. Since you asked so nicely, sure, go ahead. Take over my computer, which is my only source of income.

Abby: I'm searching myself.

Scott: Of course you are.

Abby: Oh, my God. They did.

Scott: Yep.

Abby: They -- they used all of my old posts.

Scott: Hey, you know what? At least they blurred out all the really bad stuff, or the good stuff, however you want to see it.

Abby: I don't want to see it at all! I want this to just go away!

[Door opens]

Mariah: Chock it up to a moment of passion. Epic passion. I made you forget all about the burglars in your fortress-like building.

Devon: Well, I know the first part of that sentence is correct, but I could have sworn I locked the door.

[Cell phone chimes]

Mariah: Oh. [Sighs]

Devon: You gonna get that?

Mariah: No, it's just my phone warning me that I need to get to work. I don't want to be late.

Devon: Well, I'm sure the boss will understand.

Mariah: Oh, yeah. She's great. She's warm and understanding. Especially if I'm late and especially if the reason is her ex-husband.

Devon: Well, don't tell her that. Leave that part out. But you can shower here. We can conserve some water if you'd like to.

Mariah: Hmm. I am all about water conservation at the moment.

Devon: Yeah?

Mariah: But that would make me even more late, and as it is, I have to go home and get a change of clothes.

Devon: Why?

Mariah: Because that's where my closet is.

Devon: You can grab something from here. There's plenty of stuff left behind.

Mariah: How can you be so smart and yet so dumb at the same time? [Chuckling] Wear Hilary's clothes in front of her? Are you crazy?

Devon: It's like a bunch of stuff with the tags still left on it. If she cared about them that much, she wouldn't have left them behind.

Jack: There is an appropriate amount of sugar in this one.

Hilary: Always looking out for me.

Jack: Hey, you'd do the same for me, little thing I call friendship. Listen, I'm not proud of this, but I do have a wealth of divorce advice to dispense. I've been married so many times, I'm practically a professional.

Hilary: Well, I am catching up with you. I've had two divorces, both ugly, both sad. Now Devon's moving on. He has another woman in his bed, our bed.

Jack: They do that, don't they? They move on. Hopefully you will, too. It's hard to hear the first time, though. I'm sorry.

Hilary: This is just karma coming to bite me after betraying Neil. I know Devon and I, we're not still married, but the insult, the humiliation, it's all still there. And at least we were in love when we were together. This woman that he's wasting his time with, it is so obvious that he is just sleeping with her to piss me off.

Jack: Okay, hold on. Listen to me. This is not karma. This is not part of some cosmic payback. This is divorce pain. Pure and simple. You thought this thing with Devon would last forever. Sometimes it doesn't work out that way, and you have to realize it's not what you wanted.

Hilary: It's not at all.

Jack: You and I have something else in common. We don't cry. We get angry. And underneath that anger is some pain. One last thing. You will learn from this, and you will love again. Promise.

Scott: You can't just wish this thing away. That's not how the internet works. Uh, once you put a video out there, some spur-of-the-moment wisecrack, it's there to stay. Besides, what's the big deal? You took a bath in a giant champagne glass. Heiresses do that all the time, right?

Abby: It was ages ago.

Scott: But yeah, was it really ages?

Abby: Well, Scott, the whole thing was supposed to be for a reality show. It was supposed to be fun and edgy. I didn't think I'd have to be dealing with it years later. Oh, my God. Oh, my God! I was at a meeting the other day, and this guy made a joke about champagne! I didn't get it at the time, but oh, my God! That son of a --

Scott: I'll bet this guy probably has his own wall of shame somewhere.

Abby: I'm not ashamed.

Scott: Then why do you care?

Abby: I've earned the right to be taken seriously!

Scott: Good thing you keep your clothes on, then.

Abby: You know, for someone who's supposed to be a respected journalist, you seem to have no problem focusing on my personal defeats instead of my professional accomplishments. That makes you no better than the rest of them. Thank God you're not writing my dad's book, 'cause you'd probably just ignore everything that I've worked so hard for and paint me as a bimbo!

Nikki: Feel free to do that back at your place.

Victor: This is my home.

Nikki: You live on the property, in the guest house, not this house.

Victor: It was an interesting evening for me last night.

Nikki: I'm so happy for you.

Victor: I saw you perform with that music teacher at the underground.

Nikki: You just happened to be there?

Victor: No, our grandson Noah called me. He still thinks you and I are blissfully married.

Nikki: Good. Then our performance is working.

Victor: Your performance last night was quite something.

Nikki: Tessa invited me onstage. It was nothing.

Victor: Yeah, well, you seemed to enjoy it a lot.

Nikki: Well, music has always been a wonderful escape from life's miseries.

Victor: Well, for your information, there's one more misery you can strike off the list of offense against me. I've listened to you and decided not to write my biography.

Hilary: Mariah? Mariah. Where the hell's -- has anyone seen Mariah?! Hello! Has anyone seen --

Mariah: Hey, hey! Calm down! Stop torturing the crew. I'm right here.

Hilary: How nice of you to show up. Was last night exhausting? Hmm? Did you get air sick on Devon's jet? Yeah, come to think of it, have you ever been on an airplane before?

Mariah: Yes, it's true, Hilary. My life was sad and pathetic before Devon showed me the world and blew my mind.

Mariah: [Sighs] Uh, the last time I was here, I left early.

Devon: I remember.

Mariah: I just didn't want it to be about Hilary.

Devon: Yeah, of course. I respect that, too, and I hope you realize this has nothing to do with her.

Mariah: I do. And what I'm trying to say is I'm here tonight because I trust you, and I know that this isn't about anyone but us.

Hilary: And now we are late! So I am not going to be able to prep you on any of the segments!

Mariah: At least my wardrobe will be on point. You know, I was feeling so inspired by your segment yesterday about evolving style that I decided to change up mine today.

Hilary: Well, I hope that you are ready for the world to see it, and me, because I will tell it like it is.

Mariah: I wouldn't have it any other way.

Nikki: So you canceled the book.

Victor: Yeah. I thought that might make you happy.

Nikki: No, no. It had nothing to do with my happiness. It was about trying to protect the family from your mistakes.

Victor: Will you come to your senses? You and I fought before. We've always reconciled. What's the matter with you?

Nikki: Meaning I always caved. That won't be happening this time. And I don't want you watching me perform at the underground anymore, either.

Victor: So you're gonna continue that gig with...that lady?

Nikki: Oh, God, it's so typical of you not to remember her name. It's Tessa.

Victor: Oh.

Nikki: And I admire her work. She admires mine. That's it. And if I just want to play a keyboard on a stage or do a striptease, it's really none of your business, is it?

Victor: Oh, you've tickled the hearts of a lot of those people coming to the underground and listening to you, what, once a week, twice a week? But one thing I'll tell you. You're still Mrs. Victor Newman. You don't embarrass me, and you don't embarrass the Newman name.

Tessa: Nikki Newman's like my new best friend. You wouldn't believe the way these people live. I think I'll be able to take care of things now. Finally. I got to go. Uh, but it'll be okay. I promise.

Neil: You know, I would have assumed that you and jack would have heard that Dina put Mergeron on the market.

Ashley: Oh, we did. I mean, from the business news. Certainly our mother wouldn't tell us herself. Her company, her business. That's how she's always been, actually, every facet of her life. So did you make the offer?

Neil: Ours is one of many. I'm sure you can guess.

Ashley: Oh, yeah. I have to admit, I'm kind of surprised that a Genoa city-based company would actually dive into the mix.

Neil: Yeah, Ashley, look, that's why I'm here in person. Just yesterday Devon and I, we flew to France, and we put an offer in front of Dina.

Ashley: Oh, really? Did she make you jump through all sorts of intercontinental hoops?

Neil: [Chuckles] We met on Devon's jet.

Ashley: Oh. So, was she responsive to your offer?

Neil: I don't think I have to tell you she's a shrewd businesswoman. She's put a lifetime into that company.

Ashley: [Laughs]

Neil: What?

Ashley: I don't think she's exactly the business tycoon that you're making her out to be. Her husband did all the work. Are you kidding? After he died, the only thing Dina did was make sure she didn't turn the company into rubble. Do you really want to work with a woman like that?

Nikki: You think I would sully the name of Newman after everything you have done? What would the world think if they knew that you brought a mentally ill woman to town to help frame your son for murder? You have shamed us and your precious company once again, since we know that's the only thing you really care about anyway!

Victor: Have you forgotten where I found you? In a strip joint! You marrying me has made you respectable in this town! You are now, after Katherine chancellor, the doyenne of Genoa city! Respected, adored! I will not allow anyone to sully the name of Newman or to take that respect away from you, not even you yourself!

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Scott: So tell me, are you, uh, proud of prancing around naked or pissed off that people haven't forgotten?

Abby: My past is none of your business.

Scott: Except you made it the world's business in giving yourself the name "the naked heiress."

Abby: Ah, so tell me. How many times have you watched that video? I mean, you have a lot of spare time on your hands now that my father fired you.

Scott: You know the funny thing is? My chapter on you was gonna be pretty flattering. Good thing I did my research so I could get a perspective on your priorities or lack thereof.

Abby: [Chuckles] Do it. Do it. Judge me one more time.

Scott: I'm not the one who showed my bits and pieces to the world.

Abby: Maybe because you have nothing of interest to show.

Scott: Classy. Yeah.

Noah: You know, uh, you and my grandmother were pretty awesome together onstage.

Tessa: Hmm. Well, dude, I just can't even believe that we pulled it off. Thank you for helping me get Nikki up there.

Noah: No, no, no. That was all you. Got to say, though, grandma did look pretty great up there.

Tessa: Yeah, she busts her ass for so many people. It's about time that she cut loose and rock out.

[Both laugh]

Tessa: I mean, I'd like to see her kick back more often. It's like she always seems so tense, at least more tense than when I first met her.

Noah: Hmm.

Tessa: I don't know. It's not my place to dig. But after everything Nikki's done for me, if I can help her out in any way, I want to.

Noah: You did. I mean, look. Look at the smile on her face, you two jamming out together.

Tessa: [Gasps] You took pics?

Noah: Well, I did for the underground website. It's good for business, you know. Uh, and besides, this is like your signature look. You can't deny it. You own it. As a matter of fact, you're, uh, you're still owning it.

Tessa: What do you mean?

Noah: I'm just guessing that's why you're still wearing the same outfit from last night.

Tessa: [Scoffs]

Neil: Ashley, I've been there, resenting a parent. I mean, I was furious, absolutely furious, with my mother for many, many years. It was only until the end that I realized how wrong I was.

Ashley: Yeah, well, this is different. It's not the same. Our mother walked out on us, Neil, when we were very young children. She started a brand-new life for herself without any regrets, without any second thoughts. I don't owe her forgiveness. I don't owe her understanding. And I certainly want nothing in return from her.

Jack: Neil! Hey, nice to see you.

Neil: Good to see you, too, sir.

Jack: Am I interrupting?

Neil: No, actually, I was just filling Ashley in on the very first Hamilton-winters acquisition bid.

Jack: Well...

Ashley: Yeah, I think he's making a big mistake. Neil, I think you're gonna regret it.

Jack: Well, I'm sure Neil knows his stuff well enough to make the right choice.

Ashley: Except in this case, his "stuff" is our mother. And as you say it, the "right choice" is his desire to buy her company.

Jack: So, wait. Then you've already made your bid for Mergeron enterprises?

Neil: Yes. I wanted to be sure you knew regardless of the outcome.

Jack: Then our mother hasn't gotten back to you.

Neil: No. Not yet.

Ashley: Well, be prepared. She might forget to get back to you for the next, um, 30-odd years.

Jack: This is a bold move for you and Devon.

Neil: Yeah, it is. Devon wanted to come out of the gates on fire. I'm very proud that he's so invested in the future.

Jack: I'm sure it's a great relief that you've been able to rebuild your relationship to this point.

Neil: Oh, yes, it is.

Ashley: Devon and Neil flew to France and met with Dina.

Jack: So how was our erstwhile mother?

Neil: She was cordial. Business-wise, she played her cards right. She didn't give any indication as to which way she's leaning on our offer.

Jack: Any idea who any of the other bidders are?

Neil: Well, no, not really. I mean, the usual suspects, you know. Devon and I are the new kids on the block.

Jack: She aware that your company's based in Genoa city?

Neil: Yes, she is. And I made it a point to tell her that I have a lot of experience with jabot.

Ashley: I think what Jackie wants to know is, did our mother ask about her children?

Jack: Where'd you leave things?

Neil: We haven't had a response from her yet. But if she does accept our offer, we're gonna jump on the jet, fly to France, and finalize this whole agreement.

Ashley: Well, that'll work well for Dina. Then she won't have to set foot back in Genoa city, be reminded of that pesky, little life she left behind.

Neil: Okay, I'll tell you what, you two. As soon as I get an answer from her, you'll be my first call.

Jack: Thank you, Neil. And good luck with Hamilton-winters.

Neil: Hey, hey, I appreciate that. Thanks.

Ashley: Take care.

Neil: Ashley, you, too. Bye.

Jack: [Sighs]

[Door closes]

Ashley: Okay, our mother's up to something. I can only wonder how many lives she's gonna screw up this time.

Devon: [Sighs]

[Lock clicking]

[Cell phone vibrates]

Devon: Hey, Dad. I need you to get over here right away. Okay, cool.

Tessa: I was just so tired from the show last night, I decided to crash out in my car. It's better than falling asleep on the road, right? So I just didn't have time to change.

Noah: Tessa, next time you're wiped out, just tell me, all right? I'll give you a ride home. It's not a big deal.

Tessa: Didn't think of that. Uh, I guess I was just too exhausted to think.

Noah: Well, uh, at least you didn't take my grandma out clubbing at all the after-hours open mic joints, right?

Tessa: You know what? She wanted to.

Noah: Mm-hmm.

Tessa: But I was too tired to keep the party going. She's one sassy chick.

Noah: Yeah.

Tessa: [Laughs]

Noah: So, I take it that you're still enjoying working for my grandma?

Tessa: Yeah. You know, she's grandma to you, but to me, she's the best boss I've ever had.

Noah: Yeah, she's a pretty incredible woman.

Tessa: I screwed up some paperwork on this shelter benefit that she's working on. She didn't even fire me.

Noah: Oh, the women's shelter. Yeah, no, that's -- that's a really big deal for her. That -- that benefit brings in most of the budget for the year.

Tessa: [Sighs] I hope I haven't cost them any donations by messing up.

Noah: I'm sure you didn't. But even if you did, my grandma would cover the costs herself. I mean, that's how much it means to her. You know, uh, too many times women have no way out of a rough spot. Bad relationship. It forces them to stay in a situation that they need to get out of. My grandma gets that.

Tessa: Well, all the more reason for me to grab a change of clothes and go to my job.

Noah: Uh, hey, um... uh, we still need to talk about our date. I mean, unless you've, uh, forgotten.

Tessa: No, I haven't forgotten at all.

Victor: Uh, send her in. Gracie, you have something for me? Let's see. What is this here? A payment from proven success? What the hell is that? I'm not familiar with that company. You know what this is about?

Gracie: That's just the problem. I have no idea.

Victor: This payment came via a cashier's check, but there's no invoice number. Maybe it was a real estate transaction through Newman holdings. I don't know. Would you kindly keep digging?

Gracie: Sure.

Victor: Gracie? Um... when did this come in?

Gracie: Uh, while you were out of town.

Victor: Hmm.

Abby: Thank you. See, this is how it should be. Able to see my dad whenever I like. Mwah.

Victor: There you are. Now, do you prefer this to being the acting C.E.O.?

Abby: I got my feet wet. And since you seem pleased with how I did, I'm assuming it won't be the last time you leave me in charge.

Victor: Yeah. You know, I just got this thing here, company called proven success. Newman holding received an unexplained payment.

Abby: What kind of payment?

Victor: Well, for some kind of real estate transaction, I guess. Do you have any idea what this is about?

Hilary: What happened to your fashion statement? [Scoffs] Get it together, Mariah.

Mariah: You're the boss.

Hilary: [Sighs]

Mariah: [Sighs] It's so you, right? But so me. [Chuckles]

Hilary: Change. Now.

Mariah: Why? What's wrong? Oh! Tag's still on it. Silly me. All right. Just in the nick of time. Good show, Hilary.

Hilary: Uh, welcome. Hi. I am Hilary, and, uh... I'm sorry. I...I forgot. Uh...

Mariah: Your biggest fan.

Hilary: Yes, right. You know, why don't we launch right into celebrity blind gossip?

Mariah: Whoa. Hey there, chief. Don't you want to do the get real segment first?

Hilary: Oh, well, this is real, really juicy.

Mariah: [Chuckles]

Hilary: So, riddle me this, all of my lovelies out there in audience land. Which very wealthy, newly eligible bachelor is making the rounds in Genoa city?

Mariah: Oh, I think I know exactly who this is. And trust me, folks, you are gonna love this match.

Hilary: Sad-faced emoji. Because this so-called romance is all for show. He just threw this girl a mercy date, so she's unlucky in love and just about everything else. The fact is, he can't get over his ex, and he is using the first sad, single girl that smiles his way. Any guesses on who that sad girl is? And by sad, I mean pitiful.

Abby: So, a payment came in with no indication where it came from.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Abby: You know what? Maybe -- maybe it was a deal that was made while you were away last year or, um, something else since you've been delegating.

Victor: Does it look familiar to you at all? I mean, it came in while you were acting C.E.O.

Abby: Well, if it's a mistake, it's in our favor. You know, money coming in instead of disappearing mysteriously.

Victor: I'm just curious about the source of it.

Abby: Dad, it's really not that big of a deal. It's actually miniscule within the scope of Newman.

Victor: I think I know that.

Abby: [Laughs] So then why worry about another drop in the corporate bucket? You know what it could be?

Victor: What?

Abby: No one wants to owe Victor Newman money, right? Hey, maybe someone's just playing it safe.

Victor: Maybe you're right.

Abby: Mm-hmm.

Victor: Thank you.

Abby: Here you go, dad. I'll be in my office if you need me.

Victor: Thank you.

[Door closes]

Jack: It's business, ash. Whatever mother decides to do with her company, whoever she decides to sell it to, it has nothing to do with us.

Ashley: You can stop pretending this isn't bringing up all sorts of emotions for you, just like it is for me.

Jack: That mom is divesting herself of her company? Why would I get worked up about that?

Ashley: You honestly think it's a coincidence that she happens to be talking to a corporation that just happens to be based in Genoa city?

Jack: From what I heard, Neil and Devon went to her.

Ashley: Jack, she has an ulterior motive. Otherwise she wouldn't give Hamilton-winters the time of day. They're a brand-new corporation. They don't even have a track record.

Jack: Yes, and Devon has very deep pockets. Mom wants the best price she can get. You can't hold that against her.

Ashley: Jack, jack, if our mother is talking to Neil, it's about us, not business!

Jack: Okay, I hear you. I don't happen to agree with you.

Ashley: Because you're incredibly naive.

Jack: Neil and Devon have billions in liquid capital. Who in their right mind would not meet with them?

Ashley: You don't think she knew it was gonna get back to us that they were meeting? Are you kidding me? She's an opportunist. She's taking advantage of a situation. She is sending us a message!

Jack: And what message would that be?

Ashley: How the hell do I know?! She's a very devious person, though, jack! Remember years ago she came back to Genoa city -- not to see us. She was trying to get her hooks into jabot! That's the kind of person she is!

Jack: I understand your suspicion. I just don't see this as a ploy. She orchestrated Neil and Devon giving her a bid for her company?

Ashley: Okay, look, she entertained it, and she didn't have to. Why? Because she's up to something, and you know it just as well as I do.

Jack: If she wanted to send us a message, it would be a lot easier to pick up the phone and call us.

Ashley: Right, our mother's gonna pick up the phone and call us. I don't think so. She knows we would hang up on her, right after we told her that we wanted her to stay out of our lives for good.

Jack: Speak for yourself. Whatever she's done, whatever has happened, Dina is still our mother.

Neil: Any more news?

Devon: No, no, nothing yet, but, um, Dina should be calling any minute, and I'm assuming this is about the offer.

Neil: Yeah, well, she probably needs something like how we propose on, you know, handling the company.

Devon: I mean, I think the offer was pretty detailed. This has got to be the response, right? I just can't tell whether it's positive or negative based on the text.

Neil: We have to be prepared either way.

Devon: Sure.

[Cell phone rings]

Devon: There she is. Uh, this is Devon Hamilton.

Dina: I'm glad you're there.

Devon: I have you on speaker, Madame Mergeron. My father's in the room.

Dina: Good. I imagine you've deduced by now that I've made a decision about the future of my company.

Victor: Thank you for coming, Scott.

Scott: If I'm being summoned, does this mean the book is back on?

Victor: Mnh-mnh. But as I promised you, I found another way for you to repay your debt to me.

Scott: Well, what do you have in mind?

Victor: Come work at Newman enterprises.

Scott: As what? A copywriter? I'm sure you have 20 of them who are far better suited to that kind of thing.

Victor: As an executive.

Scott: Wait. A-a suit?

Victor: Hmm. You don't like that, do you?

Scott: It's not the dress code that bothers me. It's just I'm not really right for that kind of job.

Victor: Uh-huh.

Scott: I mean, for one, I don't have the skill set.

Victor: Hmm. You're wrong about that. You have exactly the skill set I need.

Nikki: Oh.

Scott: What exactly does this job entail?

Victor: You would work directly with me and become acquainted with all aspects of the company.

Scott: I take it that means more than just fetching coffee.

Victor: You got that right.

Scott: Which is why I'm probably not the right fit.

Victor: I have every confidence that you will learn very quickly. You're a hell of a journalist. And as you damn well know, you owe me.

Scott: When do I start?

Victor: I want you to keep an eye... on my daughter, Abby.

Ashley: Are you kidding me, or are you just trying to drive me insane? You actually want to have a relationship with the woman that abandoned us? Dina Mergeron does not have a maternal bone in her body!

Jack: In case you haven't noticed, you or Traci or I don't need much in the way of mothering these days.

Ashley: Oh, I see. So you want to bond with the person that treated you like crap.

Jack: I have no intention of reaching out to our mother.

Ashley: Then why are we talking about her? She's vile, she's vicious, she's cold. And we shouldn't be wasting our time on her. And you know what? Neil and Devon are gonna sadly learn that for themselves, because you know what's gonna happen? She's gonna hold out for the best offer, she's gonna go with a better-known company, and she's gonna forget that Hamilton-winters ever existed, just like she did with our entire family.

Dina: I've looked over your proposal, and I find it quite reasonable. However, the fact that Mergeron would be your first acquisition of a newborn company is still my concern. But in the end, it was your passion that won me over. And the fact that you're also Katherine chancellor's grandson, Devon. And I feel that she would bless this union. So, if Katherine could trust you with her fortune, I can trust you with my company. [Chuckles] Congratulations, gentlemen. Hamilton-winters is now officially on the map.

Devon: Yes. Thank you. Madame Mergeron, thank you so much. We really appreciate that, and I know that my grandmother, she would -- she would approve.

Neil: Yes, she w-- Madame Mergeron, this is Neil. This is a true honor. We don't take it lightly. We -- we won't let you down.

Dina: You better not. My legal team will send over the paperwork. But fair warning -- I drive a hard bargain.

Neil: Understood. Uh, we'll -- we'll make this deal close as quickly as possible.

Dina: Excellent. I'll be in touch.

Devon: Fantastic. Thanks again.

Neil: Thanks. Thanks again. [Claps]

Devon: Dude.

Neil: Whoo! Come here!

Devon: Dude!

Neil: Look at that!

Devon: [Laughs]

Neil: We did that! We did that! You feel that? Just take a minute.

Devon: Ha!

Neil: You feel it?

Devon: [Laughs]

Neil: It feels so much better than whatever deal I ever closed for Newman enterprises.

Devon: Hey, and you know why?

Neil: Why?

Devon: It's ours. We did this, okay? We are now a force to be reckoned with. And when word gets out we made this deal, it's gonna blow the business world up.

Neil: Yeah.

Devon: [Chuckles]

Neil: Yeah, that's, um, that's not all it's gonna blow up, son.

Hilary: A word?

Mariah: Excuse me?

Hilary: A word. Several, actually.

Mariah: All right. Let me take a shot at this. You're upset that I didn't guess your "tragic, new couple." I mean, I know that you love gossip, but since you've been the subject of it so many times, I figured that you wouldn't want to broadcast the fact that your ex-husband is now dating your current co-host.

Hilary: Let's get one thing straight. You are not me, and you will never be me.

Mariah: Hallelujah.

Hilary: You can swagger around all you like. But you cannot pull off this show, that dress, or my man.

Mariah: [Chuckles] But, see, that's the thing. Devon isn't your man anymore. And, in fact, he's the one who told me to wear this dress.

Hilary: [Chuckles] Are you sure that you want to announce that? Because it kind of sounds like he wants me back. But he'll settle for a cheap imitation in a pinch.

Mariah: You know what? Devon knows exactly how real I am, and he loves it.

Hilary: I don't care what the two of you get up to. But that dress belongs to me.

Mariah: Maybe you shouldn't take for granted the things that you love so much!

Hilary: Oh. I won't make that mistake ever again. And I'm taking back everything that is mine.

Mariah: Hey! Get off of me! You little bitch!

[Both grunting]

Next on "the young and the restless"...

Abby: Sorry. I'll come back.

Victor: That's all right, sweetheart. Scott is the reason that I asked you to come back.

[Door slams]

Hilary: What the hell were you thinking giving my clothes to that thirsty bitch?!

Jordan: You need something.

Chelsea: Yeah. And you're the only one who can help me.

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