Y&R Transcript Wednesday 7/9/03--Canada;
Thursday 7/10/03
Provided By Eric
Proofread by Emma
Noah: Daddy.
Nick: Hey, morning, buddy.
Noah: You slept late.
Nick: Yeah, I guess I did.
Noah: How come?
Nick: Well, I was a little worn out last night.
Noah: Why?
Nick: Where's Cassie?
Nick: How come you're not at camp yet?
Noah: Mommy said I could hang out here today.
Nick: She did? Man, you're a lucky guy.
Noah: Miguel's taking me swimming, then I'm going riding.
Noah: Okay.
Nick: Yeah, get up there. Get up there.
Nick: Well, he was sure curious.
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Nikki: You're awfully quiet this morning.
Victor: Seems the better part of wisdom after last night. Where'd you go after you left here?
Nikki: Oh, I went to Katherine’s.
Victor: How's she doing?
Nikki: You would not believe what's going on. It is so weird. That's a whole other story. But getting back to last night was I really that terrible?
Victor: I don't know if permanent injury was done.
Nikki: Well, that's something, isn't it?
Nikki: You caught me on a bad day. I apologize.
Victor: Apology accepted.
Nikki: It's just that-- I don't know, with everything that's going on with the kids and work; it's just hard for me to remember that you're on my side.
Victor: Well, whose side would I be on if not yours?
Nikki: Well, that's exactly my point. You're my wonderful husband, and I love you very much, even though you do sometimes get a little ahead of me.
Victor: You know that I look out for your best interests.
Nikki: I know, and I can't stay mad at you. It's just that some things, I think, would be better handled by me.
Victor: I don't think I like where this is going.
Nikki: I've changed my mind. I'm going to host the arts council gala after all.
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Dru: Morning, honey.
Lily: Hey.
Dru: Did you have breakfast yet?
Lily: Nope.
Dru: You want to have some with me?
Lily: No.
Dru: Really? What's so important you can't look up?
Lily: Jeez, mom, a little privacy?
Dru: Oh, you're not that fast, honey. I saw that. C.T.N.--I know all about that chat stuff. What's it stand for, "can't talk now"? Who you talking to?
Lily: Just a friend.
Dru: Just a friend? I think you spend way too much time on that thing. You keep it up; you're going to have glasses 3-inches thick.
Lily: Yeah, well, I'm not worried.
Dru: I am. What are your plans for the day?
Lily: I don't have any.
Dru: All right, let me help you out. First, you're going to pick up your room. Then you're going to get off that laptop.
Lily: If this is what I want to do, then what's the problem?
Dru: You know what? There is no problem because I'm the mother, and I'm telling you to put that thing away and get out of cyberspace and come back to earth.
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Michael: So you're Katherine Chancellor Jr... Ain't that a poke in the eye with a sharp stick?
Jill: Please, I'm in no way similar to that woman. We share some D.N.A., and that is all.
Michael: Well, from what I understand, you're hoping to share a good deal more than that.
Jill: When she's gone, yes. Her estate is huge, and I have a right to half of it.
Michael: This stroke-- it was serious?
Jill: Well, she's in a wheelchair, and she can't talk. We don't know if she can think. We don't know how aware she is of what's going on around her. But the truth is, Michael, she's no spring chicken. I mean, she could go at any time.
Michael: You have no reason to believe she would have included you in her will?
Jill: None. As you well know, we've been bitter enemies for years, for decades even.
Michael: And as far as you know, Mrs. Chancellor never had the opportunity to change her will once she learned of your relationship?
Jill: Well, "a," it appears that that may have been what brought the stroke on, and "b," no; she would never give me a nickel if she could help it.
Michael: Well, what we have here isn't all terribly unusual. A relative who is not in the will seeks to be placed in the will. Unfortunately, the only problem is the only person who can change that document is Mrs. Chancellor herself.
Jill: Don't you understand at all? She can't change anything. There's nothing left of Katherine Chancellor but a bump on a log.
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Esther: Okay, Mrs. C., How you feeling, okay?
Kay: Uh-huh.
Esther: Do you want to stop?
Kay: Going... going.
Esther: Okay, you know, you just have a little bit farther to go. Be careful, be careful, Mrs. C. You're doing a great job. You have just a little bit farther. Now there's the chair. Want you to back in...
Kay: Ohh... ohh.
Esther: You walked. Isn't that great? You walked.
Kay: Oh, water, water, water.
Esther: Yes, yes. Oh, gosh.
Kay: Water, water, water.
Esther: I am so proud of you.
Kay: Water, water.
Esther: You are getting better every day. Pretty soon, it'll be like you never had a stroke at all. I cannot believe this. Okay. Here we go. Here you go. Water. Here's the water. There we go. Oh, Mrs. C., I'm so proud.
Kay: (Coughs) thank you.
Esther: Sure.
Kay: Oh... thk k you.
Esther: (Sighs) (laughs)
Kay: Funny?
Esther: Yeah. I can't stop thinking about Jill. How she tore out of here after you spit food all over her.
Kay: Esther...
Esther: The look on her face.
Kay: Esther... Esther... don't want her... to know.
Esther: That you can talk.
Kay: Mm-hmm.
Esther: I won't say anything.
Kay: Right... right time... right time.
Esther: I hope you know what you're doing.
Kay: Oh...
Kay: I-I do. E-exactly know... what I am... doing. (Chuckles)
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(knock on door)
Wes: Just a sec.
Wes: Neil, hey.
Neil: Hey.You got a minute?
Wes: Yeah. Yeah, come in.
Neil: Thanks. Appreciate that. So it looks like I might have caught you in the middle of something, huh?
Wes: Just doing some work.
Neil: I suppose congratulations are in order?
Wes: Well, the final word hasn't come down from the H.M.O., but it's looking good. So what brings you by?
Neil: I want to talk to you about my daughter
Wes: Is Lily okay?
Neil: You tell me. You seem to be the guy with all the answers.
Lily: Mom, you don't get it. My friends and I talk online. That’s what we do.
Dru: Mm-hmm. Well, I think you and your friends' communication skills are in a very sorry state. Yeah, you and your teenage friends would rather sit in your rooms alone, isolating, communicating on that thing right there. It's a beautiful summer day, right? You guys should be swimming down at the lake, going down to the mall-- anything that's more social than that.
Lily: This is totally social. I meet new people all the time.
Dru: "You meet new people all the time," meaning what?
Lily: In chat rooms. I've had some really cool conversations.
Dru: Cool conversations?
Lily: You just don't like it because you can't relate to it.
Dru: Well, that is true, but there's something else worrying me.
Lily: What? I haven't caused any trouble lately.
Dru: You haven't done much of anything lately, right? You have been ignoring your friends. You don't even talk to your father and I unless we speak to you first. What's that about?
Lily: Well, I guess I don't have much to say.
Dru: Since when? You know I'm not buying that. You're not from a quiet bunch of people. Yeah, ever since your father and I told you that we were getting married, you were furious. Now you act as though you couldn't care to talk about it. Is that true?
Lily: Of course it isn't, but do you really want to hear that I see a disaster coming, and it kills me to know there's nothing I can do to stop it?
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Esther: I still don't understand. Why don't you want Jill to know that you can talk?
Kay: Too soon.
Esther: So you can see if she'll take care of you? Oh, you're wasting your time, Mrs. C. That woman thinks of only one person--herself.
Kay: Stop.
Esther: I am sorry, but I have to say this. I don't care whose blood is flowing through her veins, Jill is a terrible person, and she always has been.
Kay: Stop! Stop!
Kay: Jill is terrible. Soso... also my daughter.
Esther: You don't think...
Kay: Hmm?
Esther: That you two could become close?
Esther: Oh, Mrs. C., Do you really believe that? After all the things that she's done to you?
Kay: Something good... come of this. Why not? S-something good.
Esther: Mrs. C.
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Michael: I hear what you're telling me, Jill, and what I'm saying to you is that if Mrs. Chancellor can't move, she cannot change her will. Besides, I don't think she'd be in any hurry to name you as a beneficiary even if she could.
Jill: But I am her daughter, she can't leave me out.
Michael: Sorry to say it, but children are left out of wills all the time. Look, the estate-- and I'm assuming it's a whopper in this case-- belongs to whoever is writing the will. There are no laws that state anything needs to be left to anyone in particular.
Jill: That doesn't seem right.
Michael: Maybe not to you, but from Mrs. Chancellor's point of view, it's imminently fair.
Jill: So you're telling me if she dies, I don't get a penny?
Michael: You can fight the will in probate. It's an uphill battle, a steep one, but you could do it.
Jill: Well, I don't accept this, all right? She abandoned me, all right? I was a tiny, defenseless little baby, and she abandoned me. That woman owes me.
Michael: She may have made exactly those kind of arrangements for you.
Jill: What do you mean? You just told...
Michael: There is a possibility, yes, that you were left out in the cold, but it's also possible, likely even, that without meaning to, Mrs. Chancellor has already included you in her will.
Jill: What?
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Victor: You can't simply change your mind.
Nikki: Why not? It's a woman's prerogative.
Victor:
Because your son and I already agreed to let
Nikki: Well, we didn't agree on anything. You just assumed that I didn't want to have anything to do with it. I was never formally asked.
Victor:
The only reason that you are interested in this now is because we offered this
to
Nikki: Well, that offer was ill-advised. Sharon does not have the connections or the expertise to pull this off.
Victor: Well, hell, then she'll learn. Why don't you help her?
Nikki: Why would I help somebody who is systematically trying to destroy our family?
Victor: Here we go again.
Nikki:
Victor, please, be realistic.
Victor: What if she has already accepted the offer?
Nikki: Well, then she'll just have to unaccept.
Victor: That is not possible.
Nikki: I'm Mrs. Victor Newman. Anything is possible. It just takes a couple of phone calls.
Victor:
All right, darling, whatever you do, leave me out of it, all right? But I'm
warning you, you risk alienating your son if you push
Nikki: That has already happened.
Victor:
And I suppose
Nikki: I just don't see why you can't see her for what she is.
Victor: She's our son's wife. If you want to stay close to Nicholas, you better abide by his rules, and his rules are not to interfere in his personal life.
Nikki: Well, I'm sorry. Maybe you can live by those rules, but I can’t.
Victor: I guess there's nothing more I can say.
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Nick: No. Coffee's fine. Thanks.
Nick: I better not. Dad won't like it if I don't go to work, especially since I'm the heir apparent now.
Nick: We better not tempt fate.
Nick: Do you?
Nick: Look, I have no regrets. It's just...
Nick: I can't make you any promises.
Noah: Bye, mom. Bye, dad. I'm going to go meet Miguel.
Noah: I will.
Nick: See ya, bud.
Noah: See ya.
Nick: All right, well, I better get changed. So...
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Esther: I'll tell you the best thing that could come of this-- if Jill moved away, and we never saw her again.
Kay: Not true.
Esther: Jill has hated you for so many years.
Kay: Works... works... both-both ways.
Esther: I'm afraid she's going to do something awful.
Kay: But... might not.
Esther: Don't let your guard down, please. Don't trust her.
Kay: Won’t. Not-not yet.
Esther: This has something to do with why you don't want her to know that you can talk?
Kay: Mm-hmm. Watch... Jill. See what happens.
Esther: I still say there's no point. She's never going to change.
Kay: We will see... Esther. We'll see.
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Jill: Wait, you're saying that I could be in Katherine’s will already? No, that is not possible. She never did that.
Michael: Hold on, hold on. I'm not saying that you, Jill Abbott, were in the will. I am saying that it is not at all uncommon for a will to name "children as yet unborn" as heirs to the estate.
Jill: You're kidding me.
Michael: Wills are written and then they're set aside for years, decades. People forget to update them. Now I'm assuming that Mrs. Chancellor's lawyer has kept her will current on changes in the tax code, et cetera. In fact, I'm sure there are all sorts of codicils, addenda and modifications to the will, but the court document could have been framed, ooh, an entire generation ago.
Jill: Back in the days when she could have still had more children.
Michael: Even if she had no intention of doing such a thing at the time.
Jill: Yeah, and just the fact that the will might mention "children" as opposed to "my son Brock and no one else"...
Michael: If you are really her biological child that puts you in the running.
Jill: How do I find out? All right, Mitchell Sherman is her lawyer. Do I go to him and ask to see the will?
Michael: Mitchell is not going to show you the will, not without Mrs. Chancellor's approval.
Jill: Oh, my god, what if she comes out of it? What if she starts to get her marbles back, realizes I'm her daughter, and I stand to inherit because of the way the will was written all of those years ago?
Michael: Well, that presents us with a very interesting opportunity then.
Jill: Which is?
Michael: You could have Mrs. Chancellor declared incompetent.
Jill: Really?
Michael: Now, while she's still out of it. Later on, if she decides to change her will, she would have to have herself declared competent again. Could take time. Could work in your favor.
Jill: First, I would have to find out if I was in the will, and you say that Mitchell Sherman won't tell me, so how do I find out?
Michael: There may be a copy of the will lying around the house.
Jill: What?
Michael: Look, I've never done much probate work, but when I did, I would always advise my clients to leave the will somewhere where it can be found. I mean, that's the whole point of it, right? When you kick the bucket, you want someone to read the will.
Jill: So I should be looking for it somewhere in the house?
Michael: Yeah, but don't break into any cabinets or locked drawers.
Jill: No, no, no, I got you. Thank you so much, Michael.
Michael: One more thing, Jill, a little advice. I mean, you can do what you want, but here's what I suggest.
Jill: I'm listening.
Michael: Be nice. I know you and Mrs. Chancellor have been duking it out since the planets cooled, but you got to forget all about that. You may find yourself in front of a judge trying to make the case that dear, departed mom would have put me in the will if only she had been able, and that would be a lot more convincing if other people could testify that you've been the caring, delightful, dutiful daughter. You get me?
Jill: I get you perfectly. Thanks again.
Michael: One more thing, Jill. I've got a lot of business coming my way, so I'm not going to charge you for this meeting, but good luck with this.
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Noah: He was busy. He said he'll take me later.
Noah: A scrapbook.
Noah: I was looking at it and brought it back.
Noah: Grandma? You never call her that.
Noah: Why not?
Noah: I just wanted to look at it. It has all these neat pictures in it. See? Victor and Nikki look really young in this picture.
Noah: Wow, look at this picture.
Noah: Why not?
Noah: How come?
Noah: Okay.
Noah: Yeah.
Noah: Okay.
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Wes: Obviously, I've done something to upset you.
Neil: Actually, it's what you didn't do.
Wes: Okay, am I supposed to understand anything you've just said?
Neil: Seems my daughter has a new hobby.
Wes: Really? Okay. I mean, that's a good thing, right?
Neil: If you call self-mutilation a good thing, then, yeah, I guess so.
Wes: Oh, we're talking about her tattoo?
Neil: We're talking about her tattoo. We're talking about her nose ring.
Wes: Neil, I know what you're going to say--
Neil: Why didn't you tell me?
Wes: I didn't find out until right before Dru did.
Neil: That doesn't answer my question. Wes: Look, I didn't feel it was my place to get involved.
Neil: A 15-year-old goes out and gets a tattoo and a nose ring and does not have her parents' permission, and you don't want to get... I thought you cared about my daughter.
Wes: That is not fair, Neil. You know how much I care about lily.
Neil: Then why didn't you get on the phone and call me the minute that you found out what she did? I guess this just proves it.
Wes: Proves what?
Neil: It proves that you and I are on two totally different planets when it comes to raising my daughter.
Wes: No, I know we both want what's best for her.
Neil: What's best for her is to have some discipline. Oh so what you going to do now, man? You going to tell me that I should empathize with her, that it's no big deal, that she's just acting out? Or maybe even encourage her to spread her wings a little bit more than she already has?
Wes: Yes. You know what? Teenagers do need room to explore and express themselves.
Neil: I am not debating that, but my daughter is 15 years old.
Wes: I know how old she is.
Neil: Kids need guidance, okay? That's the job of being a par-- I'm sorry, you're not a parent, so you don't understand anything I'm talking about, do you?
Wes: What are you going to do when your approach backfires?
Neil: It's not going to because I know what I'm doing.
Wes: I have to wonder. Your daughter has problems, Neil, serious problems, and instead of dealing with them, you want to ignore what is right in front of your face.
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Dru: Lily, baby, your father and I, we're going to get married, okay? It's going to be wonderful. It's not going to be disastrous. We wouldn't be doing it if we weren't certain of that, precious, huh?
Lily: Yeah, I know that you believe that you'll get married, and the three of us will be this perfect little family. It's a really great fantasy, mom, but that's all that it is, and you can say to yourself this is the way things are supposed to be, but--you know what? Never mind.
Dru: No, no, no. I want to hear what you have to say. Lily...
Lily: I think you were better off a year ago.
Dru: What?
Lily:
You had a great life in
Dru: Honey, it may have seemed as though I had everything, but something was missing.
Lil: yeah, maybe there wasn’t. Maybe you just don't know how to be happy. I mean, you and dad loved each other before, but you couldn't even find a way to stay together, and now you're telling me things are really great now. Well, I don't see it. You guys are fighting all the time.
Dru: We're having creative differences, sweetheart. It's just about work.
Lily: Does it really matter what it's about?
Dru: Honey, it's really about nothing. It's not important.
Lily: God, you ask why I feel the way I do, and then you just blow it off.
Dru: That is not what I am trying to do. I just want you to be sure about us getting married.
Lily: There's only one thing that I'm sure about, mom, that if you go through with this wedding, we are all in for a lot more pain.
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Esther: I still can't believe that you'd be willing to let bygones be bygones, not with Jill.
Kay: Didn't say ready to... Esther. Family is... family.
Esther: I don't see it, Mrs. C.
Kay: (Coughs)
Jill: Esther, thank you. You probably need a break. I'll take over.
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Nikki: Well, hi, Noah. What are you doing up here?
Noah: Bringing this back.
Nikki: You had my wedding scrapbook?
Noah: I just wanted to look at it. Are you mad at me?
Nikki: No, I'm not mad. Just surprised, that's all. Why did you take it?
Noah: It had some real neat pictures in it.
Nikki: It sure does. Really neat pictures. Come here. Do you want to look at them with me? Let's see. This book has all kinds of pictures of your daddy and Aunt Victoria, and I remember when you were born, I couldn't believe how much you looked like your father when he was a baby.
Noah: Really?
Nikki:
Mm-hmm. See? There he is. He looks just like you. Oh, and that's little
Noah: Is there a baby picture of you?
Nikki: Oh! I don't think so. Let's see. You know, I guess the earliest picture of me-- probably this one.
Noah: I'm not supposed to look at that one.
Nikki: What? Why?
Noah: My mom said so.
Nikki: Um... ahem. What exactly did your mother say?
Noah: That I'm not supposed to look at that one again.
Nikki: Why?
Noah: Because it's not very nice.
Nikki: She said that? Well, honey, I don't know why she told you that, but... I want you to listen to me. This is very important. Victor gave me this book in honor of our wedding, and it has beautiful pictures of our life together and all the memories that we've shared together, and this picture is from when victor and I met, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. There is no reason you shouldn't look at it, and I'm sorry if your mother made you think that there is. That--that wasn't very nice.
Noah: Are you mad at mommy?
Nikki: Oh, honey, I don't mean to upset you. No, don't you worry about it for a minute. You want to look at some more pictures with me, or you want to go outside and play?
Noah: Miguel says he'll take me swimming.
Nikki: Oh, all right. Well, I will call him and see if he's free.
Nikki: Hi, Miguel. Um, Noah’s here. He's ready to go swimming. Are you available now? Okay, um, there's something that I need to take care of, so could you meet us in the living room in-- I don't know-- just a few minutes? Okay, thanks. Okay. Bear go put your swimsuit on.
Noah: I left it up here in my bag.
Nikki: Yeah? Well, there it is. Okay. Go ahead. I'll tell Miguel you'll be right back. (Closes scrapbook)
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Dru: Honey... you know what? When you were a little girl, right? I would just take you in my arms and I would rock you when you were upset until everything was all right, and you would believe me, too. And I wish that were true today. Seems as though I have to explain this to you. You see, my relationship with your father--it's, um--
Lily: Complicated.
Dru: Well, yes, it is, even when we were thousands of miles away, I always had your father in my heart. Yes, he is a part of me, sweetheart. We are meant to be together. Can you understand that?
Lily: Yeah, well, if you guys are soul mates, then why'd you break up in the first place?
Dru: Okay. You know, sometimes you-- (sighs) you don't understand how precious something is to you until you lose it. Now I have no intention of ever losing your father again, okay? This family will not be pulled apart again. Mnh-mnh.
Lily: You know what? You were right before. I really should get out of the house. I'm going to go to the coffeehouse.
Dru: I don't want you to go to the coffeehouse. Right now is not a good time, not in this state, Lily! (Muttering) God, that girl.
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Neil: Every kid has problems, Wesley, especially teenagers.
Wes: Mnh-mnh, not like Lily. She's miserable. Your daughter is miserable.
Neil: So you say. You see, Drusilla and I are going to be married soon, and for the first time in a long time, lily will be part of a real family. She'll have something stable to hold on to. That's what she needs, and as I recall, you told me these words yourself not too long ago.
Wes: I'm afraid I was being a bit too simplistic. Frankly, Lily is a good candidate for therapy. Her scars go way deeper than even I realized.
Neil: Scars, huh? You mean because her mom and I were apart for so many years, or what?
Wes: Listen, Neil, now I'm not saying that you and Dru shouldn't get married, but I have worked with a lot of kids, and I know a cry for help when I see one. Now it’s not too late to turn things around for lily, but it goes way beyond what you and Dru can do. She needs professional help.
Neil: I'll deal with it.
Wes: How?
Neil: In my own way.
Wes: Neil, it's not that easy.
Neil:
Listen, man, no disrespect, but my daughter doesn't need a therapist. She
doesn't need a counselor, and you know what? She really doesn't even need you,
so either you support the way that I am handling my daughter, or you can catch a
plane back to
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Esther: I don't want you coming near Mrs. Chancellor.
Jill: Esther, I know I kind of freaked out before. All right, I behaved badly. I know the woman can't help it. I mean, look at her. She didn't mean to spit food all over me.
Esther: What do you want, Jill?
Jill: I was hoping that you would help me feed her. Obviously, I haven't quite got the technique down yet.
Esther: I can feed her.
Jill: But I want to be able to.
Esther: Why all of a sudden? You know darn well you don't care about--
Jill: Esther, I want to! She's my mother. I'm her daughter. This is not going to be an easy adjustment, but we can't just pretend that things haven't changed.
Esther: Oh, so now you're going to be Miss sweetness and light all of a sudden? I already fed her, Jill. There's nothing more for you to do right now.
Jill: I can read to her.
Esther: What?
Jill: Yeah. I mean, we don't know what she can hear or understand, but I mean, a soothing voice, a nice story. It might be just the thing. Esther, please let me try. Good, okay. I'll pick out a nice story and make myself a cup of tea. Don't you bother. I'll be right back.
Esther: (Whispering) can you believe that woman? Can you believe that all of a sudden she's--
Kay: Let... it... happen. Yes. I'll... be careful.
Esther: (Sighs)
Kay: God help you, Jill. Oh, God help you if you are not... sincere.
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Nikki: No, and I don't intend to.
Nikki: Your house? I see. Let me guess. What about this property? You probably think that that belongs to you, too. Well, it's a very good thing that I came to straighten you out, because I'm in charge around here, not you, Dearie. Me.
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Next on "the young and the restless"...
Nikki: It hurt this family, and I will not forget it.
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Michael: A man like Victor Newman can offer all sorts of inducements.
Phyllis: If he wants you to work for the company, it's dirty work.
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