Y&R Transcript Tuesday 7/15/03--Canada; Wednesday
7/16/03--USA
By
Eric
Proofread by Emma
Phyllis: Well, well, well, well.
Michael: Hmm. "Well." That is a deep subject.
Phyllis: Yes, it is. May I sit?
Michael: Well, since you do have the equipment, be my guest.
Phyllis: Oh, yes, I do. Thank you. You are a really funny guy right now.
Michael: Eh, it's all gallows humor. I've just returned alive from the sixth circle of... you know where.
Phyllis: Oh, I do. I do. How did the meeting go? Did victor offer you a job?
Michael: He didn't say it in so many words, but I got the impression, "don't talk about it." Yeah. Keep quiet, or I might find a dead fish on my doorstep.
Phyllis: Ooh. Ooh! I think you're over-dramatizing.
Michael: Hey, you weren't there.
Phyllis: Did Victor scare you, Michael?
Michael: There are a lot scarier things out there than Victor Newman, babe.
Phyllis: Ooh. "Babe"? You're "babe"-ing me. What's bothering you?
Michael: It's Chris. Don’t. Don’t. She's in trouble, and I want to help, but I don't think I can, and it's killing me.
Phyllis: Oh, boy.
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Isabella: No, Christine! No! Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! No! No... (Screams)
Chris: (Screams) (crying)
Paul: Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up. (Cell phone rings) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring) (Ring)
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J.T.: Hey. What's up, dude? No. No, I can’t. I'm working. Yeah, I'm serious. Yeah. Try me again next time, man. All right. Thanks. Cool. Later.
Lauren: It's hell on the old social life, huh?
J.T.: What's that?
Lauren: Working all these hours.
J.T.: Here, let me give you a hand with those.
Lauren: Oh, thanks. Is that...
J.T.: What? Yeah, the locket I gave Colleen.
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Man: Yeah! Bring it on!
Man #2: Who!
Man #3:H,h, yeah!
Man #4: Take it off there! Take it off there, baby!
Man #5: Sweet.
Man #4: Nice. Oh, that's it.
Man #2: Whoo! Come on!
Man #6: (Whistles)
All: Whoa! Whoo!
Man: This one's for you.
Man #2: (Whistles)
Man: Whoo! Show me, baby!
Man #3: That's ..
Man #4: You've got it all, baby. (Applause)
Man: Yeah! Come on. Come on. Take it off!
Bobby: She's gorgeous, isn't she? Kind of like a great work of art.
Man #2: Show me something, baby.
Bobby: (Laughing) she's in complete control out there. She's got those guys in the palm of her hand. That's power, baby, and power is money. When you're really good at it, that's lots of money.
Man: Shake it. Yeah.
Man #2: Show me what you got.
Man #3: Give me some sugar, baby. Bring it on. Bring it on, baby.
Man: (Whistles)
Man #2: Yes! That's it!
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Lily: His apartment?
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Lauren It still hurts, huh?
J.T.: Hey, I'm surviving.
Lauren: Are things any better between the two of you?
J.T.: Believe it or not, Colleen's actually speaking to me. We're actually friends.
Lauren: Yeah, but are you satisfied being just friends?
J.T.: I don't know. I get to see her sometimes. The other day I gave her this driving lesson.
Lauren: Yeah? You didn't answer my question.
J.T.: Things are what they are right now, Lauren.
Lauren: And the reason you're being so evasive is...?
J.T.: I didn't know I was being so evasive.
Lauren: I know it's difficult. It's really hard being on the receiving end of being dumped. You know, it doesn't exactly do wonders for your romantic self-esteem.
J.T.: Thanks. Thanks a lot.
Lauren: Oh, did I hit a little too close to home? I'm sorry.
J.T.: All right. Yeah, it's frustrating. I mean, she acts like-- you know, like she could take me or leave me.
Lauren: Then she's a very good little actress.
J.T.: You think?
Lauren: Mm-hmm. She got burned in the worst possible way. You know, the fact that she was able to step back says a lot about her maturity. But is she over you? Not a chance.
J.T.: Well, then what am I supposed to do about this?
Lauren: You know, if you've been spending so much time with her, she's just throwing out hints left and right as to what it would take to win her back. You have got to pay very close attention, because there is a clue there. I guarantee it.
Lauren: You know what? You put in enough hours. Why don't you go? I'll lock up.
J.T.: Really?
Lauren: Yeah.
J.T.: All right. Thanks. You have a good day then.
Lauren: Thank you. You too. I'll see you tomorrow. Hey, will you lock the front door for me?
J.T.: Yeah, sure.
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Colleen: Why hasn't he found it yet?
Lily: Hey.
Colleen: Hey.
Lily: I thought you and Sierra were going to a movie.
Colleen: Yeah, we were, but her mom called. Some family thing going on.
Lily: Oh, okay. What are you doing?
Colleen: Nothing.
Lily: Can't stop thinking about him, huh?
Colleen: I gave him something.
Lily: You mean, like, a present?
Colleen: I put it somewhere I was sure he'd find it, but he hasn't, otherwise he would have told me... I think.
Lily: I don't know what you're talking about.
Colleen: Look, never mind. Why are you in such a good mood?
Lily: Am I?
Colleen: You got hold of Fisherman, didn't you?
Lily: Um, no. Actually, he didn't answer any of my IMS.
Colleen: Then why are you on cloud nine?
Lily: No reason. Anyway, I just came by to say good-bye, 'cause I have to get going, so I will talk to you later, okay? Bye.
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Billy: Hey, Raul.
Raul: Hey, man. You all packed up?
Billy: Yep.
Raul: Yeah? You ready to hit the old dusty trail?
Billy: More like asphalt.
Raul: Still, bro... the thrill of the open road?
Billy: That's not why I'm going.
Raul: I know. I know.
Billy: Want to ride shotgun? Get the hell out of this town, come see the world?
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Angelo: So you're going on tonight, huh?
Angelo: You're nervous?
Angelo: Mm-hmm. I don't blame you. It takes a lot of guts getting up there and... you know. I don't think I could do it. Of course no one's going to ask me to, either.
Angelo: Well, that'd be me.
Angelo: Sure thing.
Angelo: Sure thing, and anybody gives you a hard time, you come talk to me, okay?
Angelo: No, no. Most of the guys in here are pretty tame.
Angelo: Sweetheart, if you try hard enough, you can sell soup in a movie theater, but you'll do better selling popcorn. You know what I'm talking about?
Angelo: Nope. No jugglers, no acrobats, no trapeze artists, just what you see up there right now. But hey, there's a first time for everything, so... (knocks on countertop) good luck.
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J.T.: And blue eyes
(song playing in background)
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Phyllis: No! My gosh. I mean, I heard that she disappeared. I read that, but... but do you really think she's dead?
Michael: Well, no one's seen a corpse, but someone lost a lot of blood in that apartment, and there's been no sign of her since.
Phyllis: Wait a second. Wait a second. When you say someone--
Michael: It was the same blood type as Isabella’s. We're still waiting on the DNA tests, but I mean, who else could it be? Some stranger broke in, opened a vein and bled all over, then left?
Phyllis: Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugh. Wow! Isabella? Amazing. What about the kid?
Michael:
He's with her parents in
Phyllis: Oh, I can't believe that. Oh, my gosh. Poor thing. What about Paul? He must be devastated.
Michael: Oh, to hell with him. He was never in love with Isabella anyway.
Phyllis: Hmm.
Michael: He wasn’t. Look, don't get me started on Paul Williams. I am concerned with Christine.
Phyllis: Why is that? Do you think there's a chance that she could have killed Isabella?
Michael: No chance. There's no chance in hell, but I do think there's a chance that it may look as though she did.
Phyllis: It may look as though she did.
Michael: Okay. You can stop that right now.
Phyllis: I want you to listen to yourself. I know you want to protect her, and you think there's no chance that Christine could have done this.
Michael: She couldn’t. She couldn't! Look, no matter how much she hated Isabella, no matter how much she blamed Isabella for whatever, it is just not a possibility. There is no way Christine could have killed Isabella.
Phyllis: Who else thinks she did, Michael, the police?
Michael: What do you mean by that? "Who else"? What are you implying? Phyllis, I told you, there is no way that Christine could have done this.
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Paul: That sounds have been one hell of a dream, huh?
Chris: It was just so real.
Paul: Oh, yeah. I know I've had some whoppers like that. It's over now. You're here, you're safe, right?
Chris: Tell that to my heart. It's beating a mile a minute.
Paul: Want to talk about it? What was it about?
Chris: Isabella was in it.
Paul: Isabella?
Chris: Yeah, her face was so close, and she was terrified. She was calling out my name, begging me, "don't, please don't!"
Paul: Don't what?
Chris: I don't know. Plus, she had this horrified look in her eyes, and it was like she was pushing me back.
Paul: You know what it's caused by, don't you?
Chris: What?
Paul: Well, a lot of times bad dreams are just a way of telling your mind work on different kinds of stuff like feelings and stress, that kind of thing. You know, I don't think you've fully recovered from those lost hours or all the pressure from Detective Weber. I think what you need is some rest, some uninterrupted sleep. Why don't you let me go get one of those sedatives that Dr. Carter prescribed for you, okay?
Chris: Okay.
Paul: I'll be right back.
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J.T.: Well, look who's here.
Colleen: Hi.
J.T.: Are you waiting for someone?
Colleen: Um, no.
J.T.: Well, then can I have this seat?
Colleen: Sure.
J.T.: What, no refill?
Colleen: Oh, no thanks. I'm fine.
J.T.: So how's your dad? Is he still on the warpath?
Colleen: No, he finally settled down.
J.T.: That's good, that’s good, you know, 'cause I actually had a lot of fun.
Colleen: You had a lot of fun? I drove you car into a ditch.
J.T.: Okay, that part wasn't fun, but...
Colleen: You know, right before I did that, though, my gosh, it was such an amazing feeling, you know? A great song on the radio, cruising down the road.
J.T.: Talking on your cell phone. Yeah, you were having a lot of fun.
Colleen: It was just like total freedom. I can see why you like your car so much. And then later on, getting caught up in that storm.
J.T.: Yeah, that was cool.
Colleen: You know, it was a good thing we found that farmhouse, or we would've spent the night in your car.
J.T.:
You know, when I was a kid, we went to
Colleen: I liked our storm.
J.T.: Yeah, yeah, I liked it, too.
Colleen: Have you come across anything interesting lately?
J.T.: Well, it depends on what you mean by interesting.
Colleen: Well, you know, I just meant anything new going on.
J.T.: No, you didn't, Colleen. This is like the second time you've done that.
Colleen: Done what?
J.T.: You made a comment about me finding something.
Colleen: I was just trying to be funny.
J.T.: Are you sure?
Colleen: Yeah, yeah. You know what? Never mind. Let's just talk about something else.
J.T.: Colleen, look, if there's something you want to tell me or ask me, just come out and do it.
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Raul: Well, thank you for the invitation, my friend, but you know I'm not going anywhere.
Billy: Yeah, that's right. You're all settled down here.
Raul: Sorry.
Billy: Dude, I'm not mad at you because you're still together with your girlfriend, and I've lost Mackenzie. No way.
Raul: I do feel a little guilty, but, um, don't worry about it. I think I'm going to get through this as soon as you get the hell out of my face.
Billy: Well, I'd guess I'd better head off into the sunset.
Raul: No, you can finish your water. There's no rush. So do you have any idea where you're headed?
Billy: No, not really.
Raul: You can't just drive around in circles, Bro.
Billy: South for starts.
Raul: That's good. It's decisive. No screwing around. The man's headed south.
Billy: When I hear you talk, it sounds like a bad idea.
Raul: Try southwest.
Billy: Okay, southwest. You and Britt going to be okay?
Raul: We'll be fine. We'll be better than fine.
Billy: She's going through something, Raul.
Raul: So? Who isn’t? Come on, man, she wanted to try a new job, to work at a club. Big deal. And why should I let that cause any conflict between us?
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(Men hooting and whistling)
Brenda: Yeah?
Brenda: Really? You're, um... you're the new singer?
Brenda: Sure.
Brenda: I don't think you're going to have to worry about the microphone.
Brenda: Because no one's going to be listening to you sing. Believe me, I know.
Brenda: Actually, I did once, and I wasn't too bad, either. I could have been reading out of the phonebook for all these goofballs noticed. All they care about is what you got and how you shake it. And believe me, what you got is going to work just fine.
Brenda: Look, sweetie, you need to watch out for Bobby. Oh, yeah, he's a living doll, but he wouldn't think twice about telling a girl what she wants to hear just to get his own way. Like any guy, right? Well, I'm going on soon, so check me out. Want to steal a couple moves, be my guest. Break a leg.
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Paul: There you go. It says, "Take two."
Chris: Well, I will in a minute. First, can we talk some more?
Paul: Mm-hmm, you know, I'd really like to s y yourself get back in bed, take a nap.
Chris: I will, I will, I promise. I just--I want to ask you something first.
Paul: Okay, what?
Chris:
When Michael was over here, he was talking about his weird trip to
Paul: What about it?
Chris: I got the feeling there was something you weren't telling me. Was there?
Paul: You know, what's the point of rehashing this now?
Chris: No, Paul, I don't want you guys to keep things from me and protect me. I mean, you're telling me to stonewall the police, and I've already said I am not comfortable with that.
Paul: Okay, look, the way I see it, when you left my mother's house, you got in your car and you were already upset. Knowing that she was out there like some loose cannon only made it worse. And all this concern and all this stress led to this fugue state that Dr. Carter was talking about.
Chris: You think that I was so spaced out that I was driving around, not even realizing where I was going?
Paul: Yeah, and when the exhaustion took over, you just pulled off to the side of the road and fell asleep. I mean, it just so happened to be on Route K near mile marker 18. It was a coincidence.
Chris:
By
Paul: Right, and that's where the fisherman found your cell phone.
Chris: How did it end up in his boat instead of by my car?
Paul: Look, if you could drive around in that state, I have no problem believing that you were wandering around for a bit before you went back to your car and fell asleep. You know, now that I think about it, that's probably where you got the scratches on your arm-- walking through the underbrush.
Chris: That makes sense, but what about the blood in the boat?
Paul: Fish blood as far as we know.
Chris: Nothing to do with me?
Paul: Nothing to do with you. I mean, if it had been me in a trance dreaming about fishing, I might believe it, but you? Look, how about that nap?
Chris: I think I'm going to take a walk. Fresh air might clear my head.
Paul: Okay, you want me to go with you?
Chris: I want to go by myself if that's okay.
Paul: Sure, whatever you need.
Chris: Not that I don't appreciate everything you're doing. I really don't think I could get through this without you. Thanks.
Paul: You don't have to.
Chris: I'll see you.
Paul: Okay.
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Phyllis: Whoa, whoa, whoa, relax, big boy, relax. I'm not accusing your precious Christine of anything.
Michael: Good. Don’t.
Phyllis: I won't, but you yourself said it could look like she was involved. So what about the police? Do they know what you know?
Michael: It doesn't have anything to do with knowing anything. Detective Weber is just desperate to do his duty. Somebody put a bug in his ear.
Phyllis: Who are you talking about?
Michael: Diane.
Phyllis: Diane?
Michael: Who else? Yes, she treated Isabella like her personal handmaid, and now all of a sudden she's lost her best friend. She's talking to the police, giving them her harebrained ideas about who done it. If she would just--
Phyllis: Oh, of course! Of course Diane is talking to the police. Oh, that's rich. So what is the evidence they have on Christine?
Michael: There isn't any.
Phyllis: None?
Michael: Not much, anyway.
Phyllis: I know you'd do anything to protect Christine.
Michael: Within reason.
Phyllis: Have you been coloring outside the lines?
Michael: Drop it, Phyllis. Just let it lay.
Phyllis: Love makes you do crazy things.
Michael: I'm not a crazy person. I'm very careful.
Phyllis: I know you'd go the extra mile for Christine, Michael.
Michael: Shut up, Phyllis.
Phyllis: I'm trying to help you.
Michael: Well, you're not. I got to go. I appreciate your concern, but this is really nothing you can help out with, okay?
Phyllis: Okay.
Phyllis: Yes, I would like the suite of Diane Jenkins, please.
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Colleen: You know, just don't read a bunch of stuff into it. I was just seeing what was going on.
J.T.: Really?
Colleen: Yeah, I just wanted to catch up.
J.T.: Oh. Well, I do have some news.
Colleen: Really, what's that?
J.T.: I'm moving into the loft with Raul and Brittany.
Colleen: You are kidding me, right?
J.T.: I know, it's pretty crazy, huh?
Colleen: I cannot imagine you guys roommates, like, not in a million years.
J.T.: Yeah, well, I was pretty shocked; too, when Raul asked, but I guess with Mac and Billy gone they could use the extra cash. And believe me; I would do anything to get out of my parents' place.
Colleen: Well, I cannot wait to see how it goes.
J.T.: Well, you should stop by, you know, hang out sometime, get a ringside seat. If you, you know, if you want to.
Colleen: Yeah, maybe. We'll see. You know, since we're trying that whole friends thing, I should at least stop by and say hi once in awhile.
J.T.: Cool.
Colleen: Cool.
J.T.: Oh, I got to go. I got work to do.
Colleen: You're going to the boutique?
J.T.: No, it's already closed. I'm taking some stuff over to the loft tonight. I'm going to grab some dinner and get to packing.
Colleen: Wait, you were hungry this whole time? Why didn't you order some food?
J.T.: I didn't come here for the food.
Colleen: Then why did you come here?
J.T.: You know why. See you.
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Billy: Hey, if you're okay with everything going on, then I'm not going to worry about it.
Raul:
It's just like everybody is getting such a different vibe from
Billy:
It doesn't mean it should be such a big deal. Take my word. You're the best
thing that ever happened to
Raul: So I just got to do the whole sensible thing, huh? Just kind of let her go?
Billy: She's not going anywhere, man, but definitely let her do her own thing. She'll be happy. You'll be happy.
Raul: You know what? Enough, enough about us. You're the one that's taking off, man. You're going who knows where.
Billy: Well, that's the fun part-- the big mystery. Where the hell am I?
Raul: Are you sure that this is what you want to do?
Billy: Yeah. It is.
Raul: cause, you know that, bro, if you change your mind, and you decide you want to stay here and finish school, nobody's gonna call you a chicken.
Billy: I'm not trying to prove how brave I am, Raul. I just can't be here right now. I might be back in a week, but right now I just can't stay here.
Raul: Dude, I rented out your space.
Billy: Yeah, who?
Raul: J.T.
Billy: Oh, man, you are desperate.
Raul: I had to give it to somebody I knew.
Billy: Oh, I'm sorry, man.
Raul: Oh, it'll be okay. You got to do what you got to do, right? Listen, man, I'm serious. If you decide you want to come back here, we can make room for you.
Billy: Unh-unh, you're just giving me another reason not to.
Raul: Oh, it's like that, huh? You know what? Why don't you just leave right now? Time's up, you know? Its somebody else's turn now.
Billy: Okay, okay, I'm going.
Raul: And you know what? Don't come back here.
Billy: I wouldn't to this dump.
Raul: It's only a dump 'cause you're still standing here.
Billy: Yeah, well, same to you.
Raul: Come on, go.
Billy: All right, I'm going. Jeez.
Raul: Oh, damn it. Man, you-- you'd better like drop me a card every now and then, you know? Just let me know where you are, all right?
Billy: You bet. And take care of yourself.
Raul: Yeah, yeah, you, too.
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(men hooting and whistling)
Bobby: Angel, what do you think?
Angelo: I was right.
Bobby: Yeah, you think she's getting cold feet?
Angelo: She's shaking in her boots. You're going to owe me 10 bucks.
Bobby: Like hell. She's still here.
Angelo: Yeah? Look at her checking out the door.
Bobby: Whoa, whoa, whoa, where you going?
Bobby: No, it's too late for that. You'd better get ready, all right? I got a schedule to keep here. Don't fall apart on me. All you got to do is get up there and sing.
Bobby: Well, that can come later if you want, but tonight just go up there and do your thing. No pressure.
Bobby: All right, hustle.
Bobby: Amigo, looks like that $10 is coming my way.
Angelo: You know, I sweat, I work for you, and you're going to cheat me like that?
Bobby: What do you mean, cheat you? What are you talking about?
Angelo: You're over there, you're twisting her arm.
Bobby: What are you, blind? I wasn't twisting her arm. I didn't need to-- not yet, anyway.
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Lily: This is so crazy. What am I doing? Hanging out in a park at night with a guy I've never met? Colleen's right. He's probably some weirdo freak.
Boy: Hi.
Lily: Hi.
Boy: Are you...
Lily: Mona lily. (Car door beeping) (car door slams shut)
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Chris: There's no sign of blood. If this is the same boat, somebody must have cleaned it out.
Chris: What happened here?
Weber: That's a good question.