Y&R Transcript Wednesday 8/6/03--Canada;
Thursday 8/7/03
Provided By Eric
Proofread by Emma
Hank: I have a warrant, Christine, to search the premises for evidence concerning the disappearance of Isabella Williams, ma'am.
Wes: What exactly are you looking for?
Hank: Evidence pertaining to the disappearance of Isabella Williams. Who are you?
Wes: Dr. Wesley Carter.
Hank: I see. You're Christine physician?
Wes: I'm a psychiatrist.
Chris: We were in the middle of a counseling session.
Wes: Until you interrupted.
Chris: So we would appreciate it if you would come back.
Hank: Oh, I can't do that.
Wes: Officer, please.
Hank: Detective Weber.
Wes: Detective, this is really a very bad time.
Hank: Sorry, doc, but like I said, I have a warrant.
Wes: Apparently, you suspect Christine of something.
Hank: That's right, but if she's innocent, she has nothing to hide. So she shouldn't object to our search, should she?
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Michael: Hold on, Phil, just a minute. Thank you. All right, look, this is the address. You're gonna be given a briefcase identical to this one. You bring it back here right away.
Messenger: No problem, sir.
Michael: Get it right. This briefcase to Mr. Hudson, the other briefcase to me. Now they're gonna look very much alike, so you have to be--
Messenger: I'll be careful.
Michael: Okay, go.
Michael: Okay, I'm sorry, Phil. Where were we? Yeah, yeah, make sure she gets the fully loaded model, all right? Uh, v-8, sunroof, G.P.S, the works, yeah. I'll be by to write you a check-- what? This evening or maybe early tomorrow. Yeah, I know, just call me Santa. Look, Phil, make sure she drives away in the car of her dreams. Okay? Yeah, thanks. I'll talk to you later.
Michael: No, no, Jill. No, please.
Jill: Michael, I know you're busy, but I need to talk to you.
Michael: You know, I have had a hell of day already, and I know this is about Katherine.
Jill: I met with Mitchell Sherman.
Michael: Oh, good. Does the man still have his law practice?
Jill: Of course he does.
Michael: Then what are you doing here?
Jill: He's too suspicious, Michael. He's not fully onboard with this.
Michael: You are trying to get his favorite client declared incompetent to handle her own affairs. That's a big deal, Jill. You're gonna meet with some resistance.
Jill: No, I'm not; because you're gonna help me.
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Colleen: You should have seen the look on their faces when I served them that fake bruschetta. It was hilarious. What is with you anyway?
Lily: What?
Colleen: Have you even heard a word I've said?
Lily: Oh, um, sorry. I'm just kind of out of it today.
Colleen: Well, yeah, I can see that.
Lily: Um, so you and J.T.-- Aren't you guys getting together? I mean, don't tell me that after you ate, you didn't want to see him for the rest of the day?
Colleen: What, you don't want to hang out with me?
Lily: No, I didn't say that. I'm just not great company right now.
Colleen: I don't mind.
Lily: Yeah, but if there's something else that you wanted to do...
Colleen: Okay, now it just sounds like you're trying to get rid of me.
Lily: No.
Colleen: Please, don't tell me...
Lily: What?
Colleen: That you're waiting on that guy, and you don't want me knowing.
Lily: Okay, that guy has a name, Colleen.
Colleen: Oh, right, I'm sorry. Kevin, and you know what his middle name is? Trouble. Lily, he is bad news. I don't understand why you can't see that. I cannot believe you are still hung up on him.
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Bobby: Now that's what I like to see-- big piles of cash.
Kevin: You're having a good week, Bobby. In fact, you're having a good three weeks.
Bobby: Yeah, and why is that?
Kevin: I don't know, summertime?
Bobby: No. I'll tell you what it is. Actually, I should say who it is. It's that Marilyn.
Kevin: You think?
Bobby: Do I think? The other girls, you know, they're great, but they're all out of the same mold. This kid--she's fresh, she's different, and she's not just going through the motions up there.
Kevin: I'd like to go through the motions with her. Huh, Bobby? Wouldn't you?
Bobby: Easy, Kev.
Kevin: Man, I would not kick her out of bed, no way.
Bobby: I don't think you're gonna need to worry about that.
Kevin: When she's up onstage, and she's singing, all I can think is, "enough with the singing. Give me a piece of that." You know what I mean?
Bobby: Come here. I thought I just told you, watch your mouth. Don't you ever talk about Marilyn like that.
Kevin: Bobby, stop. I-I didn't mean anything. I was just kidding around. It was just...
Bobby: Shut up. Shut up.
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Michael: Jill, I have been coaxing and conniving all day. You're gonna have to do your own coaxing and conniving.
Jill: Michael, this is important. This is now or never.
Michael: I cannot help you! I am booked solid.
Jill: Damn it, somebody has got to build a fire under Mitchell Sherman.
Michael: There-- there is a reason the man is not buying your act.
Jill: It's not an act. She is my mother. I care about her.
Michael: Oh, excuse me, excuse me.
Michael: Now look, we are the only two people in this room. If you can't be honest with me, you're gonna have to find somebody else to--
Jill: Michael, Katherine can't take care of herself. She can't manage her own affairs. Now if she is declared incompetent, and I am made conservator of her estate I can--
Michael: It can be a dandy way for you to get your hands on her money.
Jill: I don't need her money.
Michael: Oh, please, Jill...
Jill: I don't need her money. I have plenty of money, believe me, plus, I like my work. Why won't anybody believe me? I just want to take care of this woman. I don't want to see her fortune frittered away. I don't want to see her taken advantage of.
Michael: And Mitchell Sherman told you that there were already safeguards in place, that Chancellor Industries can run itself.
Jill: Yes, but for how long--
Michael: And that there was also a chance the woman could recuperate before you were able to gain control of her estate, which is also true. Well, dang, Jill, maybe you're just gonna have to cut this one loose. You're gonna have to let it go.
Jill: I can’t. I won’t. Now Mitchell didn't say that he wouldn't instigate a competency hearing. I can just tell that his heart isn't in it.
Michael: That's because he knows you and Katherine have been bitter enemies forever.
Jill: Yeah, well, you should come over to the house and watch me feed her. You should come over to the house and watch me bathe her...
Michael: No, thank you. No.
Jill: Watch me do everything for her. I mean, even being nice to Esther for her sake.
Michael: Look, Jill, you're playing a role that I told you should play, but let's not lose touch with reality here, okay?
Jill: Reality? Look, you told me if I had Katherine declared incompetent and then she recovered, she'd have a hard time convincing the judge to give her back control of her estate.
Michael: There is bound to be some residual diminishment of capacity, yes.
Jill: Right. So per your excellent and very wise advice, I need that hearing. I need it now. That is my reality.
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Chris: Don't you think you've gone a little too far, Detective?
Hank: How do you figure that?
Chris: You scare me half to death in the garage, you badger me with your theories of how Isabella died, and now you're here because you want to search through my personal belongings?
Hank: Well, that's how the law operates when we have reason to believe, Christine...
Chris: Oh, that I'm guilty of a monstrous crime, when you don't have a shred of evidence to support your suspicions.
Hank: Well, that's why I'm here, Christine.
Wes: I'm sorry. I insist that you allow us to continue our session.
Chris: Just because we want to finish what we started doesn't mean I have anything to hide. In fact, it's just the opposite.
Hank: Then your session with Dr. Carter has to do with your involvement in Isabella Williams' disappearance?
Chris: Possible involvement.
Hank: How could a consultation with your psychiatrist shed any light on... okay, wait a minute. Does this have to do with Christine’s blackouts? Are you trying to help her recover her memory?
Chris: Wesley is trying to help me figure--
Wes: No, no. What transpires between me and my client is privileged information, detective.
Hank: I realize that, doctor, but if you learned anything that can clear up some of my questions, I very much would like to hear it, sir.
Wes: Well, once our session is complete, Christine will be free to tell you whatever she thinks you should know.
Hank: It sounds like you're stalling me.
Wes: Well, I don't really care what it sounds like, Detective. I have ethics that I adhere to which happen to be protected by law. So I'm not going to be intimidated by you or anyone else.
Hank: Okay, doc, suit yourself. You can finish your session, but not until we've completed our search. Okay, you men know what to do.
Chris: Are you looking for anything specific?
Hank: It's all itemized in that paper that you're holding, Christine.
Chris: "Evidence of blood on clothing, carpeting, torn garments, newly washed or dry cleaned items."
Hank: Christine, is something wrong?
Chris: I want to call my attorney.
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Kevin: Bobby, man, you didn't have to do that. I was just kidding around.
Bobby: I wasn't kidding. Look, you're not my friend, you're not a customer. You work for me.
Kevin: You say anything you want to about those girls. I've heard you and Angelo talking about--
Bobby: What? Are you eavesdropping on me now, Kev?
Kevin: No, but I'm there, doing the inventory or...
Bobby: You don't have a clue how to talk about women. You have to have respect for them. I don't care how they make you feel.
Kevin: I've got respect.
Bobby: Then you act like it.
Bobby: You know, Kev, you got some issues here to work out. My suggestion--get yourself a little girlfriend and just start there. (Door slams shut)
Kevin: For your information, I have a girlfriend, Mr. Marsino. I have a very sexy girlfriend.
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Lily: I am not hung up on Kevin.
Colleen: Okay. So what would you call it?
Lily: I've know him for months, Coll.
Colleen: Yeah, on the internet.
Lily: Oh, and so what, that doesn't count?
Colleen: People play games, they hide things, they pretend they're someone they're not.
Lily: Maybe some people do.
Colleen: And what, not Kevin? Come on. He hasn't even told you hold old he is.
Lily: That doesn't even matter to me.
Colleen: Yeah, now that he has you all sucked in.
Lily: Okay, why are you being so down on him all of a sudden?
Colleen: Me? What about you? I think you liked him a lot better when the two of you were just chatting online.
Lily: Oh, okay, and where'd you get that from?
Colleen: From you, from what you've told me. Some of it is really creepy. I wish the two of you never met face-to-face.
Lily: Wow. Well, that is pretty ironic, coming from the person that pushed us into it.
Colleen: Yeah, I did, because you were spending your whole life in front of the computer. I thought you should get to know him, see what he was like, and now we know.
Lily: Yeah, you think you know.
Colleen: Lily, look at what's happened so far. Because you didn't talk to him the first time he came over here, he said you'd be sorry for standing him up. I mean, that's threatening you. That weird. And the minute you're at his apartment, he wants you to sleep with him?
Lily: We have been over this.
Colleen: Yeah, and don't leave out the part where because you said no, he got all mad and practically threw you out.
Lily: He had a good reason to be upset, Colleen.
Colleen: Not in my book, he didn’t.
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Nikki: I'm so glad Esther brought you by today.
Kay: Wanted to see you... again.
Nikki: Why? Has something come up? Is something wrong?
Kay: Oh, no, just thinking of you.
Nikki: Don't do that. That's the last thing you need to be worrying about.
Kay: No, not... so sure. Turmoil.
Nikki: No, Katherine, I don't want to get into it.
K: Well--
Nikki: Just having you here is such a nice respite for me.
Kay: Yeah... me too.
Nikki: So how's your daughter?
Kay: (Laughs) Jill... oh, god... so amazing.
Nikki: Yeah? Is she behaving herself?
Kay: Well... considerate... sees to m-my needs.
Nikki: You convinced yet that she's for real?
Kay: Who’s... to... say? I...
Nikki: So you still question her sincerity?
Kay: Hm with... our... history, how could I not? Oh... wish... I could be certain... confident that... Jill has changed.
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Michael: Have you talked to Brock?
Jill: He's coming into town today. I have an appointment with him.
Michael: Mm-hmm, well, you need to get him on board.
Jill: I understand that.
Michael: If he thinks you're on the level, if he thinks you have had some sort of epiphany and now care about Katherine, not just her money, then, then you might have a chance with Mitchell Sherman.
Jill: You don't think I can convince him?
Michael: With your history and the amount of money hanging in the balance, it's gonna be a tough sell.
Jill: It's not about money. Why can't you get that through your head? This is about me taking care of my mother. She needs more than just me and that bonehead Esther looking after her. She needs... I hate to say this, but she needs a good facility... that could give her care--
Michael: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. A facility? A facility? I know where you're going with this.
Jill: Professional care, Michael.
Michael: You mean you want to put her in a home. You want to move her out of that house.
Jill: Yes, yes, I do.
Michael: Mm, mm, mm. You are a one-of-a-kind, piece of work.
Jill: Don't you dare judge me. Why shouldn't that house be all mine, finally? Phillip left it to me. He meant for me to have it, not her. (Telephone rings) (ring)
Michael: Baldwin. Oh, Chris. Yeah, what's wrong? All right, all right, all right. I'll be there as fast as I can. Okay. All right, uh, you go see Brock. Good luck with Mitchell. I cannot help you anymore.
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Lily: Look, I let Kevin kiss me. We were making out, and then all of a sudden, I slam on the brakes. I don't blame him at all for being frustrated. The poor guy was turned on. How is he supposed to act?
Colleen: Like a guy who understands you're not ready yet. Lily, what is the big rush? You practically just met this guy.
Lily: He thought I was playing games.
Colleen: Because he doesn't know you. That is my whole point.
Lily: Yeah, well, after the way I was acting, why would he even want to? I mean, talk about immature. I'm lucky that he even wants to see me again.
Colleen: Lily, you were not being immature. You were not cool with what was going on, so you got out of there, and that is a lot better than being pressured into doing something you didn't want to do. Listen to me okay? I am really, really sorry that he didn't turn out to be this amazing, perfect guy. I wish he were, but he's not, and its better that you walk away now before something worse happens.
Lily: No, I don't want to walk away. Kevin means so much to me.
Colleen: The way he treats you, it's gross.
Lily: How can you say that? You haven't spent any time with him. You don't know how he is with me. I mean, we talk for hours, and he actually listens. He understands what I'm going through.
Colleen: Look, I know how much you wanted a boyfriend... that someone special, I get that, but you are better off alone than with a guy like Kevin. Trust me.
Lily: That is easy for you to say, isn't it? Because you have J.T, And when you didn't, you were not happy. So don't give me a lecture on how noble it is to wait for something better to come along, because you have no room to talk.
Colleen: You know what? That is a completely different situation.
Lily: No, it is not!
Colleen: Yes, it is!
J.T.: Hey, hey, what's going on here?
Colleen: I'm trying to get Lily to see that she shouldn't have anything to do with this Kevin loser.
Lily: And I'm trying to make colleen understand that she doesn't know what she's talking about. So I would really appreciate, J.T., if you get your girlfriend to stop preaching to me.
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Brenda: Hey.
Kevin: Hey, Brenda.
Brenda: You okay?
Kevin: Yeah. Um, yeah, I'm fine.
Brenda: Is bobby around?
Kevin: No, he already left.
Brenda: Oh. I told him I was gonna get a new outfit. I just wanted to see if he likes it.
Kevin: Well, he can look at it when he comes back. Listen, I got some work to finish up. So...
Brenda: What's the hurry? Maybe you could tell me what you think.
Kevin: Uh, I-- no, I can’t. I...
Brenda: Yeah, you can. Look.
Kevin: I don't know anything about one of those.
Brenda: Doesn't it go really well with my hair? And it got these wire things, really makes me look bigger, don't you think? (Giggles)
Kevin: Uh, yeah. Yeah, it looks great.
Brenda: Kevin, hey, take a really good look, okay?
Kevin: I did. It looks great.
Brenda: Kevin, you didn't look.
Kevin: I looked enough. I like it, okay?
Brenda: I could tell you do. You're a little nervous, aren't ya?
Kevin: No, no.
Brenda: Look, I'm serious about Maureen. She really likes you. You know, she really thinks you're cute, and she's not a man-eater. She's sending you all the right signals. You ought to ask her out.
Kevin: I'm really busy right now.
Brenda: You're not that busy. Just invite her here for a drink at Marsino's. A guy's got to live, right?
Kevin: I'm fine, Brenda, okay?
Brenda: Wow. Mind your own business, Brenda?
Kevin: No, I..No, that's cool, 'cause, you know, I don't care, Kev. I don't care what you do or what you don't do. When you see Bobby, tell him I said take a look at that, and while you're at it, why don't you imagine me... taking it off.
Brenda: (Giggling)
Brenda: Toodles.
Kevin: Shut up, you bitch. You bitch, shut up!
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Officer: Detective Weber, could you come in here a minute?
Chris: You still haven't said what I told you under hypnosis.
Wes: Later, Chris. Now's not the time.
Chris: No, but what you said to Weber about finishing our session, I--
Wes: Chris, we will talk about this later.
Chris: I'm just curious. Did I say anything to clarify what happened during my blackout?
Michael: Christine. Christine.
Chris: Hi.
Michael: I came as soon as I could.
Chris: Michael, uh, this is Wesley Carter. Wes, this is Michael Baldwin, my attorney.
Michael: Are you a...
Wes: Cop? No. They're in the bedroom.
Michael: Is that the warrant?
Chris: Yeah. He's Olivia’s friend.
Michael: All right. It seems to be in order. Unfortunately, this allows them to search to their heart's content.
Chris: Yeah.
Michael: What's wrong?
Chris: I-I have an outfit in the closet. It's got bloodstains on it that the cleaners couldn't get out.
Michael: Oh.
Chris: And, Michael, I found this in my car with more bloodstains.
Michael: Whose is this, yours?
Chris: I have-- no, I've never seen it before in my life, and I don't remember taking the clothes in to be cleaned. That's why Olivia called Wes to come over.
Wes: I hypnotized Christine. We were doing fine until the police arrived.
Chris: He was trying to unlock my memory of those missing hours.
Michael: Any luck?
Chris: Well, not yet, but Wes seems to think that I will reveal something, something that will exonerate me and put an end to this nightmare. Right, Wes?
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Nikki: All right, I don't want to hear any complaints. This is your favorite tea.
Kay: (Chuckles)
Nikki:
Kay: I...
Nikki: I've got it.
Kay: F-feeling...
Nikki: Oh, my god.
Kay: Better.
Nikki: Katherine, you're using your hands.
Kay: Strength... coming... back.
Nikki: That is so wonderful. I'm so happy for you. Oh.
Kay: Oh, Nikki, I... I'm going to be well. I... I believe that.
Nikki: And that is half the battle-- believing in yourself. That's what they say all the time.
Kay: Mm-hmm.
Nikki: So what is it? What are you thinking about now? You're thinking about Jill again, aren't you?
Kay: Wonder how... she will feel... if I do get better.
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Jill: Hello, Brock.
Brock: Jill.
Jill: Thank you so much for flying in. Was it hard for you to get away from work?
Brock: Well, there's always more to be done than I can do, Jill.
Jill: I so admire you. I mean it. I just--I've always felt honored to know you, but now that you're my brother, even more so.
Brock: Jill, thank you for those kind words. I really appreciate it, but what-- what's this all about?
Jill: Well, Brock, uh, you and I have a very difficult decision to make.
Brock: To do with the duchess?
Jill: Yes. We have to deal with the fact that our mother may never be the same person again.
Brock: I've already come to terms with that.
Jill: You have?
Brock: Of course. She suffered a serious stroke.
Jill: Well, then you agree with me that she needs more than we can possibly give her here at the house. She needs full-time, round-the-clock supervision.
Brock: Jill, hold it. Just for the record, I believe mother will walk again, she will talk again and laugh and take care--
Jill: But you just said that--
Brock: Jill, she might not be as perfect as before, but 90%. Hell, even 80%, that would be a pretty good quality of life, enough to give her a sense of self-determination. That's important, Jill. It's terribly important.
Jill: I had a meeting with Mitchell Sherman.
Brock: Oh?
Jill: We discussed having mother declared incompetent to manage her own affairs.
Brock: Oh, good heavens, Jill, why?
Jill: Because that's what's done in these situations, so that important health and welfare decisions can be made.
Brock: Mitchell said we should do this? That we should take mother's right to make her own choices away from her in a court of law? Did he say that, Jill?
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J.T.: So how old's this guy?
Lily: Not that much older than I am.
Colleen: He's over 20, way over.
J.T.: What, the guy's out of college?
Lily: So what?
J.T.: So I think that's a pretty big age difference, don't you, lily?
Lily: I cannot believe you two. Talk about hypocrites.
Colleen: Look, I wasn't--
Lily: You know what? No, forget it. I don't even want to hear it, because you don't know Kevin, and you never even met him.
Colleen: Okay, fine, then I want to meet him. See how wonderful this guy really is.
Lily: Oh, well, here's your chance, because he just walked in.
Colleen: Great.
Lily: Be cool
Colleen: I will.
Lily: Hey, Kevin.
Kevin: Hi.
Lily: Have a seat, unless you want to get something to drink.
Kevin: No, I'm fine.
Lily: Okay. Kevin, this is my friend colleen and her boyfriend J.T. Guys, this is Kevin fisher.
J.T.: Hey.
Kevin: Hi. I'm sorry I'm late.
Lily: Oh, that's okay. I wasn't waiting that long.
Kevin: I got held up at work. I couldn't get out of there.
Lily: Don't worry about it. I'm just glad that you wanted to see me again.
Colleen: So, Kevin, tell me, where do you work?
Kevin: A couple of places, actually. I'm a bookkeeper.
Colleen: Wow. What kind of bookkeeper?
Kevin: Uh, for businesses. They hire me to keep their records in order. You know, expenditures, profits, stuff like that. It isn't very exciting.
Colleen: So you're, like, an accountant?
Kevin: Uh, sort of. I'm not a C.P.A. Or anything. Maybe someday.
Colleen: So do you go to school?
Lily: Colleen...
Colleen: I'm just curious.
Kevin: No, I don't go to school. I graduated a few years ago.
Colleen: Wow, graduated? Really, from college?
Kevin: Yes.
Colleen: So that makes you how old?
Lily: Colleen.
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Nikki: Jill has no idea that you've made any progress, right? I think you ought to keep that from her a while longer.
Kay: You... said tell her. You changed... your mind?
Nikki: Well, if it is a façade, she's gonna get tired of it sooner or later. Just the burden of taking care of you is gonna be too much. She's gonna just give up. She's gonna want to put you in a home or something. Oh, come on, don't worry about that. We would never let that happen.
Kay: Oh.
Nikki: But that would be the perfect time to reveal that you can speak and that your mind is totally clear. Then we would know the truth about Jill if she was using you.
Kay: Oh, she's been... kind and... And con-concerned.
Nikki: I know you want to believe she's for real. I do, too.
Kay: If... Jill... is... playing... games... with me, could never... forgive her. Taking advantage of anyone, anyone in... in my condition-- oh, god. Unforgivable.
Nikki: I totally agree, but how do we find out the truth?
Kay: Test. Final... final test to prove if... she really is... sincere.
Nikki: Yeah. You know what? If you and i put our heads together, I'm sure we can come up with something.
Kay: Mm-hmm.
Jill: All right, Brock, um, I'm gonna be very honest with you. Mitchell was not very comfortable with the idea of going into court.
Brock: Well, I'm uncomfortable with it, too.
Jill: Well, nobody's comfortable with doing something like this.
Brock: I'd go along with it in a heartbeat if I thought it was necessary.
Jill: You have to forgive me, but you are not the one dealing with Kath... with our mother on a daily basis, okay? Granted, right now her requirements are relatively simple, but, I mean, all that could change in the blink of an eye.
Brock: Well, good, let's just deal with whatever happens when it happens.
Jill: But we can't wing it. There has to be a structure in place.
Brock: Why are you making this so complicated? Who do you think is gonna prevent us from directing mother's care just because she hasn't been declared legally incompetent? It's an unnecessary step, Jill.
Jill: Well you're not taking the financial side of things into account. I mean, there's Chancellor Industries, there's the running of this estate and the yacht and the various properties, partnerships, investments. Someone needs to be made conservator of all that.
Brock: Why?
Jill: To protect it, to preserve it. Please, come on, Brock, don't be naive. Money doesn't take care of itself.
Brock: Mm-hmm, and I'm guessing at this juncture that you feel you should be put in charge of all of this.
Jill:
Unless you want to do it. Believe me, I'm perfectly happy if you want to have
yourself made conservator. Of course, you'd have to plan to be in
Brock: (Snickers)
Jill: No, really, and see accountants and brokers, caregivers, doctors, lawyers.
Brock: You know I can't do that.
Jill: Fine, then I'll do it. I mean, I already have a very busy schedule, but I will be happy to--
Brock: Oh, Jill, will you stop? I don't think you or I or anyone needs to run mother's affairs, so let's just-- let's just see how things go. You give it six months or a year, and, you know, if things don't get better, or, god forbid, if they get worse, then we'll call Mitchell and set up a different arrangement. On this subject, the answer is no. We can talk about it again in the future, but for now, no, and if you insist on pursuing this, I'm gonna wonder about your motives.
Jill: Brock...
Brock: Yeah.
Jill: No, fine, I'll let it drop.
Brock: This is good. Now I'm gonna see if I can get Esther to whip me up a snack. You want anything?
Jill: No, thank you.
Jill: Like hell I will let it drop, Brock. This house is gonna be mine, the way it always should have been. Always.
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Lily: You don't have to answer that, Kevin.
Colleen: Why not?
Lily: Because his age is none of your business.
J.T.: So, uh, Kevin, where'd you go to school, man?
Kevin: Uh, G.C.U.
J.T.: Oh, were you a business major?
Kevin: Yeah.
J.T.: I took a business class last fall, professor Conroy...
Kevin: I had him a few times. Yeah, he's tough.
J.T.: Yeah, tell me about it. I worked my butt off, and he still gave me a "C."
Kevin: You go to G.C.U.?
J.T.: Yeah, I'm a sophomore.
Colleen: Kevin, what do you like to do for fun?
Kevin: Well, I like to, uh...
Colleen: You obviously like to spend time on the computer, a lot of time... but you must like to do other stuff, like go to the movies?
Kevin: Sure.
Colleen: Restaurants?
Kevin: Yeah.
Colleen: Well, we should all go out sometime.
Lily: "We," meaning...?
Colleen: The four of us, a double date. What do you guys think?
J.T.: Yeah, I'd be up for that.
Colleen: Well, I know lily's in. How about you, Kevin?
Kevin: Sure. Sometime.
Colleen: Great. How about tonight?
Lily: We have plans tonight.
Colleen: Oh, that's right. Well, how about tomorrow?
Lily: I think we should go.
Colleen: Where are you guys off to?
Lily: I will call you later.
Colleen: Okay, well, have fun, be safe. Kevin...
J.T.: See you later.
Colleen: See you again.
J.T.: Kind of hard on him, don't you think?
Colleen: No, he deserves it. I don't trust him, not one bit, and neither should Lily.
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Michael: W-wait, hold the phone. You're a doctor?
Wes: A psychiatrist.
Michael: And he interrupted you in the middle of a session?
Chris: Yeah, why?
Michael: Because that changes everything, that's why.
Wes: Well, I asked Detective Weber to leave so we could continue our session--
Michael: Weber's an idiot. You don't have to ask. You can demand. Excuse me. Detective weber, could I have a word, please?
Hank: Ah, I see the cavalry's arrived.
Michael: In a minute, you're gonna wish I weren't here.
Hank: You men continue searching while I talk to Mr. Baldwin.
Michael: How about I talk, and you listen? I want you and your team out of here immediately, or I'll have your badges.
Hank: Oh, feel free to try, counselor, but we're not going anywhere until find what we're looking for, and given your attitudes, I'm convinced it's just waiting to be found. When you're done with the kitchen, check the closet.
Michael: You know as well as I do, you can't interpose between a doctor and his patient, warrant or not.
Hank: Well, counselor, it's funny, but this doesn't look like a doctor's office to me.
Michael: The law doesn't specify that a private consultation is limited to an office. Go ask a judge to rule on this search. We'll see who's right.
Hank: Yeah, sure, and while we're gone, the evidence will conveniently disappear.
Michael: Oh, are you insinuating that my client, a respected officer of the court, would deliberately destroy evidence?
Hank: I'm saying it's been known to happen, counselor, and I'm not taking any chances.
Michael: All right, go ahead. You'll regret it.
Officer: Detective, take a look at this.
Hank: Just from the cleaners?
Officer: Yes, sir, there's a note. It says they couldn't get the bloodstains out.
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Kay: If she is lying, I will never ever... forgive her.
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Hank: More blood, at least, that's what it looks like.
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