Y&R Transcript Monday 8/18/03--Canada; Tuesday 8/19/03--USA

Provided By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Jack: Tell him I'll call him back and hold all my calls. All right, Dru. You want to tell me what was going on between you and Damon when I walked in here?

Dru: Yeah, well, this little disagreement that Damon and I were having-- it won't affect Tuvia, Jack.

Jack: Oh, how could it not? All this energy you're spending squabbling, I need you to use on the launch.

Dru: We've got plenty of energy left.

Jack: So what, you're not gonna tell me?

Dru: Oh, Jack, do you really want to know?

Jack: Drucilla...

Dru: It was personal.

Jack: It was pers-- it was on company property on company time. Let's hear it.

Dru: Okay, okay, okay. Mostly, I was just giving him a hard time for leaving town without notice.

Jack: Mostly?

Dru: Yeah, and, you know, I did a little sleuthing of my own.

Jack: What does that mean?

Dru: Well, we needed to know where he was, right? So I went to his apartment, and he didn't like that much.

Jack: No, I can't say as I blame him. What--did you find out anything?

Dru: No, not really.

Jack: Dru, I got a very busy day ahead of me. You called me last night saying you had to tell me something about Damon. Is that no longer the case?

Dru: Well, I'm just wondering if we can actually trust the man.

Jack: That's a question. You're not telling me anything. Do you have some solid, concrete reason why I should not trust Damon Porter?

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Damon: Brad, you need to see me?

Brad: Close the door.

Damon: Listen, man, I just got back to town. I got in the lab literally five minutes ago. There isn't a whole lot to do, but it probably should be done right away. Can this wait a little bit?

Brad: This won't take long.

Damon: Is this about me leaving town?

Brad: You're damn right it is.

Damon: Yeah, all right. Well, I already been lectured about all I care to be. Next topic, please.

Brad: Just like that, huh?

Damon: I'm back, ready to go to work. Isn't that what matters?

Brad: Before you left you said you wanted to bail on our plan.

Damon: I-I don't think Phyllis is gonna tell us anything.

Brad: You don't know that, Damon. Something turned you off the idea of pumping Jack’s wife for information. What was it? And please don't tell me the redhead worked her charms on you. Please don't tell me that.

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Neil: Phyllis, what are you doing?

Phyllis: Uh... I'm thinking.

Neil: Looked more like praying.

Phyllis: Praying?

Neil: Yeah, you know, as to the man upstairs to make Safra's launch a complete success.

Phyllis: Well, I don't need to pray for that. Safra rocks.

Neil: I see it, you know? Women of color all across America standing in line...

Phyllis: You know it.

Neil: Well, anyway, um, I was just wandering the hallways, clearing my head. I guess I better get back to work.

Phyllis: All right. Talk to you later.

Neil: Yeah, great. Oh, uh, before I go, here's something I wanted to ask you.

Phyllis: Ask away.

Neil: What the hell is going on with you and Damon Porter?

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Nick: Hey, I thought you had tutoring today.

Cassie: Well, we're done for the morning.

Nick: All right. So what are you doing all the way over here?

Cassie: You owe me something.

Nick: I owe you something? What do I owe you?

Cassie: An answer.

Nick: To what?

Cassie: About bringing Adam to the Gala, remember? You and Mom said you'd talk about it.

Nick: Um... Adam. This is the boy from your tutoring class?

Cassie: So can he come? I need to know.

Nick: Well, actually, um...

Cassie: Dad, come on. You said you'd talk about it, and I need to invite him, you know, so he can ask his parents and everything.

Nick: Sweetheart, I don't know anything about this boy.

Cassie: What do you want to know?

Nick: Well, what's his last name? Do I know his parents? Does he go to Walnut Grove with you?

Cassie: Thomas, and no, he goes to a different school.

Nick: Adam Thomas. I've never heard you mention him before the other day.

Cassie: Dad, he's really cool. I know you'd like him. So can I bring him, please?

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(Phone beeps)

Victor: Mm-hmm. Send him in, please.

Michael: You rang, master?

Victor: Thank you for coming by so promptly. I understand you finished your job.

Michael: Ahh. I take it your sources have informed you that Safra is now front and center in several of the largest retail chains in the country.

Victor: They have indeed.

Michael: Well, Victor, I worked very hard to make that happen.

Victor: Which is why I think you deserve a long rest now.

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(knock on door)

Victoria : Is this place off limits today, or can I come in?

Sharon : Suit yourself.

Sharon : I'm surprised you're not at the office. The big day's tomorrow.

Victoria : Well, I'm working from home today. I wanted to avoid the phones. Is Cassie around? I wanted to see if she'd like to join me for lunch. That is, if it's okay with you.

Sharon : It would have been fine with me, except that she's not around. If you'd like to plan some time with her--

Victoria : You would actually allow it?

Sharon : I'd watch the attitude if I were you if you really want to spend some time with Cassie. Or are you just saying that to irritate me?

Victoria : Yeah, like I'd ever use a child like that. So where is she? When do you expect her?

Sharon : She had tutoring. Sometimes they go long, other times they let out early.

Victoria : Can you check?

Sharon : Not really.

Victoria : There's no one you can call?

Sharon : No, Victoria. Nick and I have talked about getting her a cell phone, but--

Victoria : Oh, okay, so my niece is wandering around town somewhere, and there's no way for her family to get a hold of her. That's great.

Sharon : Now we know why you're really here. It's attack Sharon time, twice in one morning no less.

Victoria : Twice?

Sharon : Nikki came by here earlier. Gosh, it must be my lucky day.

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Nick: You know, Cassie, you've been in that program all summer long. You haven't had any time for your girlfriends. Why don't you bring one of them instead?

Cassie: Dad, I can see them anytime. When Adam and I go back to our regular schools, I don't know when I'm gonna be able to see him again.

Nick: Cassie, come on, a date?

Cassie: It's not a date.

Nick: Well, it sounds like that to me. You want to bring some boy to this big party. That sounds like a date.

Cassie: Well, I mean, I'm just bringing him so I can have someone to hang out with so I won't be bored out of my mind.

Nick: How old is he?

Cassie: He's a year ahead of me.

Nick: So he's older?

Cassie: Dad, hardly at all.

Nick: Cassie, you're 12 years old.

Cassie: Almost 13.

Nick: Next thing you know you're gonna be asking me for the keys to the car.

Cassie: Dad...

Nick: Why are you in such a rush to grow up on me?

Cassie: Okay, you're making way too big a deal out of this. I mean, and what, there are gonna be, like, a million chaperones? Somehow, I don't think you have to worry.

Nick: Sweetie, I'm sorry, but I got to say no.

Cassie: Why?

Nick: I just don't think you're ready. I mean, you're not even a teenager yet.

Cassie: Oh, this is so lame.

Nick: Well, you know me, lame-o dad.

Cassie: Boy, I'll say.

Nick: Look, I'm not doing this to be mean, okay? Next year, when you go into high school, come and talk to me when you're starting to get all boy crazy, and we'll talk about dates and stuff.

Cassie: This is so unfair. I mean, that's not how I'm acting, not at all. He's just my friend.

Nick: Look, I have my reasons, all right? Besides being totally uncomfortable with this, there's kind of a lot going on with this Gala.

Cassie: Why? Because Mom and Nikki are fighting over everything?

Nick: Yeah, I was hoping things would settle down between them, but it's probably not gonna happen. I mean, we don't even know for sure where it's gonna be.

Cassie: Well, why couldn't I go even if it isn't at the ranch?

Nick: You can go, just not with a date. I'm sorry, not this year.

Cassie: Great. Thanks, Dad... for nothing.

Nick: Wow.

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Victor: Don't you think you deserve a long rest?

Michael: A rest? No, actually, I'm fine. I thrive on hard work. Thanks.

Victor: You seem to be in a very good mood.

Michael: Reasonably.

Victor: So Isabella Williams is alive and well after all?

Michael: Alive but hardly well.

Victor: In other words, she hasn't been murdered.

Michael: No.

Victor: And the evidence you destroyed wasn't evidence of anything.

Michael: No. In other words, you can no longer threaten me with exposure to the authorities.

Victor: I'm glad to hear that Christine Williams is doing well. And you're right, I have lost my leverage.

Michael: And I've already done my dirty work for you, so that's a moot point, too.

Victor: So, Baldwin , you did what I asked of you, you worked very hard, you have been paid well, and I'm ready to sign a big, fat bonus check for you, and then we'll call it a day, all right?

Michael: Why, Victor, I can't believe my ears. Are you firing me?

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Phyllis: Let me guess, Drucilla is foaming at the mouth once again.

Neil: Come on, Phyllis. You can see where she might find it strange, you being wined and dined by Jabot's new lab rat.

Phyllis: Why is that, because I'm one of Victor's soldiers?

Neil: And because not long after, the cat up and disappears, just days before Tuvia and Safra are hitting the shelves.

Phyllis: Listen, listen, you got to relax on this, okay? Nothing... nothing is going on. Drucilla has not a clue. You know what? You should invest in a muzzle for that woman, or better yet, one of those shock collars. So every time she starts talking trash, it zaps her.

Neil: So you're saying whatever happened between you and Porter, completely innocent?

Phyllis: Nothing's happened between me and Porter. You know, if Dru thinks something's going on, that's her dirty mind. It has nothing to do with me. As for the reason he left town, I have no idea.

Neil: So then how did this whole dinner thing come about?

Phyllis: I bumped into him. We had a drink.

Neil: Hmm, accidental meeting?

Phyllis: Yep, accidental, and I'm glad it happened because it gave me a chance to work the guy. He mentioned something that caught me off guard.

Neil: What was that?

Phyllis: Apparently, he's not very happy at Jabot.

Neil: Really?

Phyllis: Uh-huh.

Neil: Really? He said that?

Phyllis: Well, he indicated he might not renew his contract.

Neil: And? So what happened then? Did you follow up on that?

Phyllis: Well, you know, the timing wasn't right, so—

Neil: Hey, hey, no, no, no, not so fast. So you go to dinner with Damon, and then you have some drinks, you go all the way back to his apartment, and all you did was schmooze the guy?

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Dru: Like I said, the competition's contacted Damon Porter.

Jack: And that alone taints him? Dru, I'm in contact with the competition every night when I see my wife. I'd like to think that of itself is not grounds for suspicion.

Dru: Well, you don't think we should keep an eye on him?

Jack: I'm afraid to say, "Yes, keep an eye on him," for fear you're gonna start breaking into his apartment again.

Dru: Okay, I will not spy on Damon unless something jumps out at me, deal?

Jack: Deal.

Dru: All right, I got to get back to work.

Jack: You didn't tell me all there was to tell, did you, Dru?

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Damon: Brad, I'm not gonna deny Phyllis is beautiful. She's an intriguing woman.

Brad: Oh, brother.

Damon: You don't intend to read too much into that.

Brad: Well, how can I not? We had a great plan, a workable plan that might-- just might-- provide crucial information about what victor's up to.

Damon: Yeah, you know, there are all sorts of reasons he might have hired that, uh, what's his name, Michael Baldwin fella.

Brad: All of them bad. Don't minimize this, Damon. You don't know Baldwin like I do. Believe me, we need all the information we can get.

Damon: I'm not sure I can help you with that.

Brad: Ah, damn it, man. What has gotten into you? One second you're Mr. Smooth, telling me how you're gonna wrap Phyllis around your little finger, the next second you come to me and say, "I don't want to work the woman." What's the deal?

Damon: Look, man, this whole thing was my idea from the start--

Brad: Yeah, not kidding. You were ready to jump in with both feet.

Damon: Which I did.

Brad: And what, you found out the water was a little hotter than you thought it would be?

Damon: No, I just decided it wasn't worth it.

Brad: Worth what, your friendship with Phyllis?

Damon: Worth doing, for whatever reason.

Brad: Ah, damn it, Porter. We had a plan. Now I want to know what went wrong. We need information. We need to know what Victor's up to, why he hired Baldwin . Now listen to me. There are going to be dirty tricks, and we need the heads up. We need to know what those are going to be before this launch happens.

Damon: I was hired as a product designer, not a spy.

Brad: You just admitted it was your idea. Once you found out the way Newman plays the game, you realized what we were dealing with.

Damon: That he plays dirty, and that we have to be strong, and that our products have to be better than Safra's.

Brad: No, no, you were ready do anything to bury that son of a bitch. Now you want to back out. You don't want to play politics. You want to bury your head in the sand. Well, it's too late for that, Damon. You cannot back away, not now.

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Victoria : So mother stopped by to talk to you about the Gala?

Sharon : Yeah, more like shove it down my throat.

Victoria : Oh, I'm so sorry, Sharon . You didn't get what you wanted.

Sharon : See? I was right. You are just here to be nasty.

Victoria : So it's my understanding that it's now going to be held at the ranch and my mother is hosting.

Sharon : Well, we're hosting it together.

Victoria : Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

Sharon : You are just lapping it up, aren't you, Victoria, all of this tension and chaos?

Victoria : It seems to me like you've brought this on yourself.

Sharon : Wrong. The plans for the event were coming along beautifully until Nikki decided to mess them all up out of sheer vindictiveness toward me.

Victoria : Oh, come on. You absolutely live to cause chaos in this family. The only reason why you took this event on in the first place is because you thought it was a way to stick it to my mother.

Sharon : Victoria , this may come as a surprise to you, but I really couldn't care less about Nikki. Your father and your brother suggested that I take on this Gala and run with it because we all know how much Nikki detests the whole affair. Now she’s just acting childish, insisting on jerking us all around like this.

Victoria : Well, of course, you would see it that way.

Sharon : Frankly, the woman should be thanking me. I came to her rescue, or I tried to.

Victoria : Oh, please.

Sharon : But instead of acknowledging that I had done her a favor, she's tried to turn this into some kind of childish contest. You know what? If that's what she wants, that's what she'll get.

Victoria : What does that mean?

Sharon : Nothing. Just forget it. Anyway, shouldn't you be getting back to work?

Victoria : Gracious as always.

Sharon : Well, what do you want me to do, bring out the coffee cake since this has been so pleasant for both of us?

Victoria : All right, fine, I'm going. Tell Cassie that I stopped by. I'd like to spend some time with her. Oh, hey, your ears must be burning. We were just talking about you.

Cassie: Hey, um, I'm going upstairs.

Sharon : Cassie, what's wrong?

Cassie: Nothing, Mom. I'm just going up to my room.

Victoria : Well, hang on. I wanted to see if you'd like to join me for lunch. We could go to that pizza place on the campus that you like so much.

Cassie: Not today, Aunt Vicki. Thanks anyway.

Sharon : Would you mind leaving? I need to talk to my daughter.

Cassie: Mom, nothing's wrong, okay? There's nothing to talk about.

Sharon : Please.

Victoria : Fine. See you later, Cassie.

Cassie: Bye.

Sharon : Cassie, will you come back down here? We are going to talk.

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Victor: The word "firing" has such a negative connotation. I'm merely exercising my option to terminate your contract. It's all in the fine print.

Michael: I'm sure it is. Still, it's an unpleasant feeling to be cast aside.

Victor: Spare me the histrionics, will you?

Michael: Just trying to be honest.

Victor: (Chuckles) that's a good one coming out of your mouth.

Michael: You know, I dislike this part. Here I've done your dirty work for you, and now that Safra's a big success, I just serve as a reminder that you didn't win on the up-and-up. What to do with those gnawing, lingering feelings of gut, of having done something you're not particularly proud of? Well, let's just get rid of Michael Baldwin. Out of sight, out of mind.

Victor: You're 100% correct about that. I don't want you around. You've done your job.

Michael: And you can't find anything for me to do around here? Maybe something on the level, something that doesn't leave the same crummy taste in my mouth as that little bribery enterprise did?

Victor: Do not use that word, please.

Michael: It's the only word to use, Victor. Safra is now occupying some of the most favored shelf space in the country because I passed around a lot of the old necessary, passed it around in the halls of middle management. I bought cars, I put kids in private schools, I laid on the cash--

Victor: Spare me the details! I asked you to do the job. I didn't tell you how to do it. That was your choice.

Michael: Victor, I can be useful to you. Newman Enterprises is a mover and a shaker all over the world. I am, as you said, a man who can get things done. I can be damn useful.

Victor: Thanks, but no thanks.

Michael: I don't think you understand what I'm telling you. I'm not going anywhere. I want to work for you. And under the circumstances, I think it would be ill-advised for you to fire me.

Victor: Are you threatening me?

Michael: I think too much of our relationship is based on threats. You threaten me, I threaten you. We really should come up with a better way to deal with one another. Don't you agree?

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Cassie: What?

Sharon : Honey, obviously something's wrong. Talk to me. Tell me what's going on.

Cassie: You mean, what's not going on.

Sharon : You lost me.

Cassie: The Gala, bringing Adam. It's not happening.

Sharon : Since when?

Cassie: Since Dad just told me. I went to see him in his office. Thanks so much for persuading him.

Sharon : Cassie, I never promised I was gonna do that.

Cassie: You said you'd discuss it with him. I thought you were on my side.

Sharon : I didn't see anything wrong with it.

Cassie: Then why'd he say no?

Sharon : Honestly, I have no idea. I'm surprised he made a decision like that.

Cassie: Surprised? I don't get it. If you guys talked about it--

Sharon : Actually, we didn't.

Cassie: Mom, I thought--

Sharon : It's just that with everything that's been going on lately, neither one of us had a chance to even bring it up.

Cassie: You mean, you forgot.

Sharon : Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

Cassie: You know, you knew it was important to me, and you blew it off.

Sharon : Cassie, it wasn't exactly like that. It's just that things have been really hectic lately.

Cassie: Because you spend all your time fighting with Nikki.

Sharon : Cassie.

Cassie: You know what? Never mind. You don't even care. You said you'd talk about it. And Dad doesn't want it to happen because he still thinks I'm a baby. Obviously I have my answer. May I go up now?

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Phyllis: Opportunity knocked. I had to open the door, but I had to play it cool.

Neil: Cool, yeah. You were hoping that Damon would bail on Jabot so we could snag him.

Phyllis: Well, you act as if that's a new idea, Neil. Like we haven't been wishing that would happen since Jabot snagged him out from under us.

Neil: Hey, if it happens, that's great. I guess what I'm wondering is... if he got to you.

Phyllis: (Laughs) if he got to me, how?

Neil: You know how. He's good-looking, charming. I don't blame you for being attracted to him.

Phyllis: The truth... I was having a really bad night. Things were so tense between Jack and me, and then something happened that I swear to you ripped my guts out.

Neil: You were vulnerable to someone who paid attention to you.

Phyllis: Yeah, it started that way.

Neil: What do you mean, "It started that way"?

Phyllis: Well, you know, the more I talked to Damon, you know, he-- he got comfortable and he let his guard down.

Neil: Ah. So that's when you talked to him about his contract.

Phyllis: Yeah, what life is like at Jabot.

Neil: He admitted he was less than thrilled, didn't he?

Phyllis: Yeah. Listen, I don't want to talk to you about this, because I promised that my conversation with him would be off the record.

Neil: Cool. I understand.

Phyllis: Okay, I mean it. I'm serious. I'm not a liar. I'm not a liar. Don't make me out to be a liar.

Neil: Fine. So did he tell you what the problem was over there?

Phyllis: Yeah, the corporate politics.

Neil: Well, Jack certainly doesn't hide his hatred for Victor, does he?

Phyllis: No, he doesn't, does he? And I don't think Damon likes that. It makes him uncomfortable. He wants to be exempt from that.

Neil: That's not very realistic.

Phyllis: Well, no, it's not very realistic, but you know, he's a-- he's a guy who wants to be holed up in his lab creating his potions and lotions and--

Neil: You're talking about him with a great deal of affection.

Phyllis: Well... he's a cool guy. He's a cool guy. It doesn't mean I want his body, although I'm sure Drucilla insinuated otherwise.

Neil: Actually, it was the business angle that worried her.

Phyllis: Oh, sure it was.

Neil: Phyllis, did you tell Jack that you bumped into Damon?

Phyllis: No.

Neil: Why not?

Phyllis: Why not? Neil, things are tense enough between the two of us. Jack would be livid if he knew I was chatting it up with his head chemist.

Neil: Well, you can be sure that Drucilla is over at Jack's office right now...

Phyllis: Yeah, I know that. I know. Why didn't you stop her?

Neil: You ever try to stop a steamroller on a mission?

Phyllis: A mission to destroy my life.

Neil: Maybe your husband will be more understanding than you think.

Phyllis: Or maybe Drucilla will dive off a cliff on her way to see him.

Neil: Phyllis, when you're crossing enemy lines, you know as well as I do, there's a lot of danger a lot of risk involved.

Phyllis: Whose side are you on?

Neil: Yours. But if you tell Drucilla that, I'll deny it.

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Sharon : Surprise.

Nick: Hey, what are you doing here?

Sharon : Busy?

Nick: I am swamped. Everyone's tied up with this Safra launch, so they've thrown all their work at me.

Sharon : Well, that's not fair.

Nick: What else is new?

Sharon : Bet you haven't had lunch either, huh?

Nick: Nope.

Sharon : Well, honey, you need to take a break.

Nick: I can't.

Sharon : Gotta.

Nick: Look, sweetheart, I don't mean to be short with you, but--

Sharon : How do you like my new dress?

Nick: You look great.

Sharon : How can you tell?

Nick: You look very sexy.

Sharon : Ooh, he finally notices.

Nick: What's gotten into you?

Sharon : Nothing. I was just at home thinking about last night, how incredible it was. And then it suddenly occurred to me how long it's been since we, you know... here.

Nick: Um...

Sharon : Had your calls held, turned off the fax machine, locked the door.

Nick: You have to come up with this now, after the day I'm having?

Sharon : What do you mean? It'll be a great stress reliever.

Nick: (Chuckles) baby, I-I can't. I'm sorry.

Sharon : You can.

Nick: No, I can't. Don't-- baby, don't-- don't close that door. Cut it out.

Sharon : (Giggles) I know. I know. You're all stressed out. You're not in the mood. You have the weight of the whole company on your shoulders. Ooh, those are big, broad shoulders.

Nick: Oh, yeah.

Sharon : That feel good?

Nick: Yes, it does, but, uh...

Sharon : Shh. No buts. Now... I think it's really hot in here, or is that just me? Maybe we should take your clothes off.

Nick: Yeah, let's do that, but ladies first.

Sharon : Okay.

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Damon: I am sorry you are feeling so strongly about this, Brad.

Brad: Look, I've been trying to find out since you walked in here-- Phyllis pull a reverse whammy on you?

Damon: (Laughs) uh... are you asking me if I told her anything about Tuvia's launch?

Brad: I'm asking you if the self-proclaimed Mr. Charm got out-charmed.

Damon: She tried.

Brad: She's good.

Damon: Yeah. Well, not to toot my own horn, but she's not the first woman to ever try and charm me.

Brad: Yeah, well, save it, Romeo. You're avoiding the question. Did it work? Did she have you eating out of her hand?

Damon: No, she did not. We had dinner and a couple of drinks.

Brad: Hmm. Had to be more than that. (Cell phone rings)

Damon: Pardon me. (Ring)

Damon: Porter.

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Phyllis: Hi, Damon. It's--it's me, Phyllis.

Damon: Hello.

Phyllis: Hi. Um... listen. I really need to see you. I think we need to talk.

Damon: Uh, yes. I'd very much like to speak with you, too, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Okay. Well, can you get away?

Damon: Now? I imagine I could arrange that, yes.

Phyllis: Great. Um... good. All right, well, we can't meet here at Newman.

Damon: No, not here.

Phyllis: How about your apartment?

Damon: My apartment? Sure, half an hour.

Phyllis: Great. I'll be there.

Damon: All right, bye-bye. Now why would you push for that? You know, I have work to do in the lab.

Brad: It can wait. If she wants to see you, that puts you in a position of strength. Go. See what she wants.

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Sharon : So... do I get the job, Mr. Newman?

Nick: I suppose you're gonna want a title.

Sharon : And a corner office with one of those fake panels that pulls down into a big bed.

Nick: What, my couch isn't good enough?

Sharon : Hmm, it's not bad. It's just, you know, if we're gonna be putting in a lot of overtime--

Sharon : So now that I have your undivided attention...

Nick: Yeah, I'm really sorry that I was distracted when you first came in.

Sharon : No, honey, it's okay. I understand, and I'll get out of your hair soon. But first, I want to talk about Cassie.

Nick: She tell you we talked?

Sharon : She's so upset. It just broke my heart.

Nick: Baby, I'm just not ready for my 12-year-old to start dating.

Sharon : One date. And it's hardly even a date with her whole family around watching her every move. And I'm not trying to second-guess you, honey.

Nick: I know you were never really against it.

Sharon : No, I'm really not.

Nick: And I also know how good it would look if you went back to her having changed mean old dad's mind.

Sharon : Now that couldn't hurt.

Nick: I guess we never really talked about it.

Sharon : That's part of why Cassie's so upset.

Nick: Well, trust me, I did not enjoy playing the heavy.

Sharon : I know, honey. You're just concerned. You don't want Cassie jumping into something that she's not prepared for.

Nick: She'll be prepared for it, you know, when she's 30.

Sharon : Yes, Dad.

Nick: Look, she's just so young. I mean, you're seriously okay with this?

Sharon : Look, without getting into any really big discussions, the Gala is back on at the ranch. Don't ask. Don't ask. My point being, what better place for Cassie to entertain her little friend?

Nick: Her little friend is a year older than she is. Adam's a grade higher than her. I just wish I was more comfortable with this.

Sharon : Well, my love, you just admitted that you would never feel comfortable with your little girl dating.

Nick: (Imitating Cassie) it's not a date, Mom.

Sharon : I stand corrected.

Nick: All right. (Sighs) she can take him. You can tell her that you changed my mind, just don't tell her how you did it.

Sharon : Why, you afraid she'll be a chip off the old block?

Nick: Sharon , don't say that. What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?

Sharon : Thank you, honey. Thank you. Thank you. This is gonna mean so much to her, and you're right. It can only help matters where she and I are corned, maybe even more than I hoped.

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Victor: Let me make one thing perfectly clear to you one more time. You've done a good job for me. You've been paid exceedingly well, and now your services are no longer needed.

Michael: No. No. You of all people should understand, Victor. You don't appreciate being brushed off. You want to be a force to be reckoned with. And in my own small way, so do I.

Victor: So if I terminate your contract...

Michael: Let's not even talk about it.

Victor: You will reveal the nature of the activities on behalf of Safra, is that it

Michael: Victor, you must have realized you were leaving yourself open. Once you hired me as your go-between, your hands were not as clean as you'd like them to be.

Victor: You're threatening me now.

Michael: Victor, I am a good lawyer. I am a very good lawyer. I do get things done. Use me. Put me to work. We are birds of a feather, whether you like to admit it or not. We could develop one hell of a working relationship. I don't even need an office in the building. I'll use my own.

Victor: Just remember one thing-- watch your step.

Michael: I take that to mean I'm not being fired.

Victor: You take that to mean if you make one wrong move, I will squash you.

Michael: Fair enough. I'll be in touch.

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Ashley: And what about damon porter? Is he still working out?

Brad: The guy's a wizard. He stepped up to the plate. He's doing a fantastic job.