Y&R Transcript Monday 10/27/03--Canada; Tuesday 10/28/03--USA
By Eric
Proofread by Emma
Kevin: Lily, you shouldn't be here.
Lily: Well, that's a first. Usually you can't wait to get me alone here.
Kevin: You seem upset.
Lily: Why are you so nervous?
Kevin: Hmm, I don't know. Maybe because your family and friends are all out to get me. Does your father know you're here?
Lily: What difference would it make? It isn't like anything's going to happen between us.
Kevin: What is that supposed to mean?
Lily: It means that the only thing that you wanted from me was sex, and you've already gotten that.
Kevin: All right, Lily, just calm down.
Lily: Don't touch me!
Kevin: All right, take it easy.
Lily: No, I will not take it easy! Kevin, you are in your 20s. I'm 15. Why couldn't you have picked on someone your own age? Why did it have to be me?
Kevin: Baby, you wanted it just as much as I did.
Lily: No, what I wanted was for you to love me. But instead you took something precious from me, and I'm going to make sure that the police know all about it.
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Bobby: Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Mr. G. No, something like this, it's going to go away on its own. I already checked into it, all right? No, look-- right, yeah, the less cops, the better. But, listen, I got nothing to worry about. I run a clean place here. You know what? Why don't you just wait a couple days? I'll call you back. Until then, just pretend nothing happened at all. All right? Hey, don't I always? Right. Okay, talk to you. (Sighs)
Brittany: Have you seen my purse?
Bobby: Since when am I the guy to ask?
Brittany: Oh-kay.
Bobby: You got someplace else for that besides my office?
Brittany: Well, excuse me all to hell, Bobby. It'll never happen again.
Bobby: What's the crowd like out there tonight?
Brittany: Well, Angelo almost had to brain some guy. He kept wanting to touch me. Talk about slimy.
Bobby: Listen, all my customers aren't that bad.
Brittany: Well, they're not trying to touch you.
Bobby: Yeah, well, they're not throwing money at me, either.
Brittany: What's your problem tonight?
Bobby: It's that moron Kevin. You know, the bookkeeper? He got himself in some trouble. The cops were down here asking a bunch of questions. They confiscated his computer. It's got all my books on it, and I got people breathing down my neck. So why are you in such a lousy mood?
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Diane: So this is it, huh? Marital bliss. Can't wait to get home, spend some time together, tear each other's clothes off.
Phyllis: How did you get in the building?
Diane: I used to be married to the boss, remember? I still have admirers at the security desk.
Phyllis: Do you? Well, remind me to fire them all.
Diane: Ooh, listen to you, big, bad Phyllis. As if you suddenly had clout around here.
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Damon: How long will she be in the hospital?
Jack: God, I wish I knew.
Damon: Jack, I'm sorry.
Dru: Is there anything we can do to help?
Jack: Pray.
Damon: That goes without saying.
Jack: Look, I'm sorry. I know we had a meeting scheduled on Tuvia.
Dru: No, well, we can wait until tomorrow morning. Actually, I left some things up in the air at home. I'd like to get back.
Jack: Well, I'm sure you've got a very thorough report. Its second month's preliminary sales. Why don't you give me what you've got? Just hit me with the highlights.
Dru: Jack, I hate to spring this on you, especially after the day you've had, but I don't have any-- highlights, that is.
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Nick: Ash, God, I'm so sorry. This never should have happened.
Brad: Nicholas.
Nick: Hey, Brad.
Brad: What are you doing here?
Nick: I was just checking on Ash. Do you mind?
Brad: Surprised.
Nick: I called over to your house. They said she was back in the hospital. Is she, um--
Brad: Totally out of it. Not communicating at all.
Nick: What do the doctors say?
Brad: They haven't been able to tell me much yet.
Nick: How long has she been like this?
Brad: Not long. A couple hours.
Nick: So what happened? She just slipped over the edge?
Brad: No. No, it was a little more dramatic than that. I had the brilliant idea to confront Ash with the truth that our son died.
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(Knock on door)
Raul: Mr. And Mrs. Hodges. What in the world--
Anita: Hello, Raul.
Frederick: We just thought we'd touch base with you, son.
Anita: You mind if we come in? Great, thank you.
Raul: You know, Brittany’s not here.
Frederick: Yeah, we know. I checked Marsino's. She's performing tonight.
Anita: Is this Brittany’s?
Raul: Hey, come on, jeez. Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but can I help you guys with something?
Anita: The last time we spoke, I'm afraid I wasn't very kind to you. I hope you will forgive me.
Raul: Done.
Anita: Good. So how are you doing? I know things must be rather difficult for you.
Raul: You're talking about Brittany and me, the breakup, right?
Anita: Yes.
Raul: Well, I'm keeping pretty busy between work and school.
Frederick: Ahah, Brittany told us you're taking some business courses. How are those going?
Raul: Fine, I guess.
Frederick: Something you want to pursue later maybe?
Raul: Maybe, but... Mr. Hodges, I'm a little confused. You two have never given me the time of day before, and all of sudden you guys are all warm and fuzzy. How come? What's the deal?
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Brittany: Who says I'm in a lousy mood?
Bobby: I do.
Brittany: Well, it's a free country. So Kevin--what did he do?
Bobby: Oh-ho-ho. They said that he set a fire. Now he swears that he didn't, so it's either that or this underage girlfriend that he's got that he admitted to. Regardless, the cops got his computer with my books on it. They're going over them right now. So who knows when they'll be back to ask some questions about that?
Brittany: Well, I didn't like Kevin. I thought he was creepy.
Bobby: Did he hit on you?
Brittany: Yeah, he asked me out, and I told him "no, thank you."
Bobby: Man, I know how to pick 'em.
Brittany: Well, you picked me.
Bobby: Yeah, well, I was bound to get lucky once.
Brittany: Thanks.
Brittany: (Sighs)
Bobby: All right, now what?
Brittany: I just want to sing, Bobby. I don't mind the stripping. I'm used to it now, except when guys get totally out of control.
Bobby: Okay, fine. You know what? I'll have Angelo 86 the guy. No problem.
Brittany: Well, it's not even that. I can handle it. I mean, sometimes it's even fun, like when I have the audience right in the palm of my hand, and I can toy with them, but--
Bobby: No, no, no buts, okay? The money comes from the stripping, not from the singing.
Brittany: But that's what's depressing.
Bobby: No, there's nothing depressing about money.
Brittany: But the singing's what makes it all worthwhile. And by the way, what happened to all those hotshot music friends of yours that were supposed to come over and listen to me sing? Yeah, that's right. Didn't you say it would take, like, one phone call? What's up with that?
Bobby: All right, but I didn't promise you I could snap my fingers, and they were gonna show up out of thin air.
Brittany: No, of course not. So life will go on as usual.
Bobby: You know, you're looking pretty beautiful tonight.
Brittany: Yeah, that's me.
Bobby: (Chuckles) all right, I got an idea. How about the two of us just get out of here tonight, go somewhere? We'll have a nice, little s-d-down dinner. I'll tell you what. I'll even throw in everything you were going to make in your last set dancing.
Brittany: Dinner with me is worth 500 bucks?
Bobby: 500 bucks? I thought you were gonna hold out for more.
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Neil: Detective Weber, hi. Do you have anything yet on Kevin Fisher?
Hank: Our investigation is proceeding. This is what we do, Mr. Winters. We have a system, a way of going about these things.
Neil: Come on, man, forget about the system! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just a little worked up. I'm a little impatient right now, because I just found out that my 15-year-old daughter had sex with that man, and that's statutory rape by anybody's standards. I mean, come on, she's 15!
Hank: Look, I'm sorry to hear this, sir.
Neil: Not half as sorry as I am. So are you going to take Fisher down and lock him up? And please don't tell me there's some kind of technicality that's going to prevent you from throwing him in jail, because I'm really not ready to hear that right now!
Hank: I understand how you must feel.
Neil: No, I really don't think you do! The thought of that piece of trash hurting my little girl... I'm telling you, I'm telling you, if you don't go and arrest him and put him in jail, I can't promise you that I'm not going to walk out of here and kill him myself!
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Kevin: Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Are you, uh, are threatening me?
Lily: I never meant anything to you, did I? You were only using me.
Kevin: That's crazy talk.
Lily: No, I'm the one who's crazy for even trusting you. I actually thought that you cared about me. I believed all the lies that you told me.
Kevin: They weren't lies.
Lily: All those times you told me that I was special? How many other girls my age have you tricked into coming here with you?
Kevin: This is your parents talking, isn't it? They've brainwashed you. Or maybe it's your stupid friends.
Lily: You see, that's the other thing that gets me. I mean, all those things that Colleen and Sierra said about you were true, weren't they? They tried to warn me, but I just wouldn't listen. I couldn't see it.
Kevin: All right, just stop it, damn it. Shut the hell up, because I do not have to sit here and take this from you.
Lily: From who? A dumb teenage girl who fell for all your bull? Why did I even come here? It's not like I expected you to admit to anything. If you did that, then you would go to jail.
Kevin: (Chuckles) Lily, Lily, I am not going to jail.
Lily: You sound awfully sure of yourself.
Kevin: News flash, kid, you can't prove that we slept together. You can't prove a damn thing. So if the only reason why you came over here is to whine, maybe it's time you got lost.
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Phyllis: So did you go through 'em all already, Diane?
Diane: Excuse me?
Phyllis: All the boys at the coffeehouse. Obviously, they turned you down. That's why you're here annoying me.
Diane: No, but what a great idea. Let's see. Where should I start?
Phyllis: I'm not going to listen.
Diane: Oh, oh, I know. How about my new position at Jabot and my beautiful office right next to Jack's?
Phyllis: It's not working, Diane.
Diane: Give it time.
Phyllis: Mm-hmm. I'm sure you came here for a reason, probably two reasons. Number one, you're bored, and you have no life. And number two, well, you're bored, and you have no life. But if you came here to gloat, really, you have nothing to gloat about.
Diane: For your information--
Phyllis: No, no, for your information, why don't I show you this? It's all here in black and white. Take a look. This is really the only thing that's gonna shut you up.
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Jack: You've got no good news about Tuvia?
Dru: We're not a complete bust. Not yet, anyway.
Jack: What does that mean?
Dru: First month's sales were strong, relatively speaking.
Jack: Relative to what, our own projections?
Dru: Yeah, pretty much.
Jack: Okay, I'm hearing a lot of hedging and hesitating and weasel talk here.
Dru: We're not that far off of our initial target, okay? Safra's the problem. They're in their second month of sales, and they're going like gangbusters on repeat.
Damon: Way over projections.
Jack: You've got to be kidding me.
Dru: No, and what's got me concerned, is Safra's becoming a trend, especially with our key department store buyers.
Damon: The latest store audits show us being moved to less desirable locations, having our displays downsized, etcetera.
Jack: All because Safra's outselling us?
Dru: Well, not across the board, but what has me curious is our first-time tiers are not coming back for seconds.
Damon: Whereas with Safra--
Jack: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it.
Dru: Maybe we shouldn't have brought this up, you know?
Jack: Yeah, maybe we shouldn't have.
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Brad: Nicholas, what brings you by?
Nick: I wanted to check on Ashley. I can't even tell you how sorry I am.
Brad: Look, Nick, you've been real supportive all along, and I appreciate it, but I still hold your father responsible. None of this would have happened, none of it, if it weren't for him.
Nick: About my father--
Brad: My life is a living hell because of Victor Newman’s interference. So I don't care how long it takes, and I don't care what I have to do. I'm going to prove what he's done, and when I do, I'm going to nail him to the wall.
Nick: I know what he did.
Brad: What did you say?
Nick: I know what he did. I know the truth.
Brad: You do? You're sure?
Nick: Yes.
Brad: Well, what the hell is it?
Nick: For now, it's enough that I know.
Brad: No, that's not good enough, Nick. I deserve to know the truth.
Nick: I promise you this; my father is going to have to deal with the consequences of what he's done. And this is more than just for you and your family. It's about me and my mother and my sister and everyone else that Victor Newman has ever wronged. He will pay, you can count on that.
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Brittany: So what hot dog stand are we talking about, Joe’s or the guy over on third, with the cart?
Bobby: Hot dog stand? Come on, I'm talking about the Colonnade room.
Brittany: Oh.
Bobby: Oh, yeah. Why don't we go down there for a few hours, get waited on hand and foot, just forget about everything?
Brittany: Oh, that's really sweet, but I can’t.
Bobby: What do you mean, you can't? You sound like you're on house arrest again. Who says you can't?
Brittany: Well, I don't know where things are going with Raul and me.
Bobby: Oh, you gotta be kidding me. Him still?
Brittany: Yes, him still. Look, Raul’s a very big deal to me, and it may not work out, right now it really isn't working out, but I'm not ready to bail.
Bobby: All right, I said "dinner." That was it, just dinner. Nobody said anything about bailing.
Brittany: No, but--
Bobby: Hey, fine, you want to stick it out another six months with this guy and then wake up realizing you've been wasting your time, go ahead. I'm not going to say another word about it. I'm not going to even say anything about him. I won't even say that I thought something was going on between me and you, at least starting to.
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Anita: I will admit, maybe we were a little hard on you.
Frederick: But we've always had Brittany’s best interests at heart.
Raul: I still don't get why you guys are here.
Frederick: We're worried about Brittany.
Anita: Nobody likes to hear that their daughter is a stripper.
Raul: Or their girlfriend. Listen, I did everything I could.
Anita: No, we're not blaming you.
Frederick: No, the truth is, Raul, you've been a very good influence on our daughter.
Anita: Even if we didn't always approve.
Raul: So what, is this an apology then?
Frederick: Yes. It's not something we're particularly good at, but, yes, Raul, we're sorry we've been mistaken about you.
Anita: Especially in light of the company she's keeping now.
Raul: Ah, so that's what this is about. Now that Bobby has her wrapped around his finger, you guys don't think I'm so bad, do you?
Frederick: No, come on, Raul, it's obvious how much you care for her.
Anita: And vice versa. I mean, Brittany gave up a great deal to be with you.
Raul: Well, it's not like you guys gave her any choice.
Frederick: No, I suppose we didn’t.
Anita: So, Raul, how are things between you and Brittany now?
Raul: There's a gulf about a mile wide between us right now, and for one little moment I thought things were going to get better. But, listen, you guys really don't want to hear this. We're definitely not on the same page, bottom line.
Frederick: Raul, did you try to convince her to leave that awful club?
Raul: Nothing I can say will change her mind. She doesn't even get why I can't accept it. She thinks I'm just trying to control her.
Anita: Which you're not.
Raul: She's too wonderful of a person to be taking her clothes off in front of a bunch of leering guys, and it makes me sick, the thoughts that I know are going through their minds. And I wish to God that she had never met Bobby Marsino. I would do anything if she walked away from that place.
Frederick: Do you mean what you just said, son?
Raul: Yeah, you know I do.
Frederick: All right, then I've got a plan, a plan that's going to accomplish exactly what you want, what we all want.
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Hank: You don't want to kill anyone. That's not the answer.
Neil: I sure as hell can fantasize about it, can't I?
Hank: As long as they stay fantasies. I'd hate for you to be the one that ends up behind bars. Your daughter obviously needs you more than ever.
Neil: All right, look, man, I get the message. I can't do-- what are you gonna do about it?
Hank: Did you take your daughter to the hospital for a checkup?
Neil: My fiancée is arranging for an A.I.D.S. And pregnancy test, plus some other tests that she's gotta have. I mean, my daughter swore that she used protection, but I really don't know. I mean, this whole encounter happened awhile ago. By now it's only her word against his.
Hank: That counts for more than you may realize, Mr. Winters, as long as she's prepared to tell her story.
Neil: No, no, I don't want her to have to do that.
Hank: At least a social worker. She's gotta talk to someone.
Neil: How's this investigation about Gina’s fire going?
Hank: Well, whoever set it used--
Neil: You know that Kevin Fisher set that fire.
Hank: Whoever set it used a cleaning fluid commonly found in restaurants as an accelerant. Left no fingerprints. Colleen Carlton never saw who pushed her into the refrigerator unit. We're still hoping, but so far no real piece of evidence has surfaced.
Neil: Listen, I'm not a cop. You know, I'm not in your line of work, but I feel things. You know what I'm saying? I feel that this Kevin Fisher is guilty. He's a dangerous man, and for all we know he's out there right now preying on some new underage girl just like my daughter Lily. I mean, damn it, this is so frustrating! Why can't we wipe this guy off the face of the earth?
Hank: Welcome to my world, Mr. Winters.
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Lily: I'll take my chances. They'll believe me.
Kevin: You'd really go to the cops?
Lily: Why shouldn't I?
Kevin: And say what? I'll just tell them you're a delusional, lovesick kid, that you fantasized the whole thing. Wouldn't stop calling, coming over here.
Lily: You know, I'll bet that you even started that fire, didn't you? It's no secret how much you hate Colleen.
Kevin: Lily, I am not gonna let you cause trouble for me. Whatever you got, you asked for. So if you're expecting me to feel sorry for you, forget it.
Lily: Look, I'm sorry.
Lily: I hate this. You know, I never thought in a million years that I would be acting like this.
Kevin: So why are you?
Lily: Because I loved you, Kevin. I loved you with all my heart, and I thought that you loved me, too, and it hurts to find out that I was wrong.
Kevin: Baby, I never meant to hurt you. All I wanted to do was spend time with you, and then everything got so complicated, your friends started messing with your head, your old man went berserk.
Lily: Are you saying that you still care?
Kevin: Of course I care. You are my beautiful, sweet Lily and I meant what I said. You are special.
Kevin: So come on, sweetheart, give me another chance.
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Brad: Come on, Nick, I need more information. What have you learned?
Nick: My father's done something that's going to carry a very heavy price tag.
Brad: Something to give Safra an unfair advantage over Tuvia, right?
Nick: Yes.
Brad: Illegal?
Nick: He's done something wrong. He's going to pay the price.
Brad: What are you going to do?
Nick: I need you to trust me on this one.
Brad: Listen, it's not that I don't trust you, but this is your father we're talking about. Now if Victor's done something outside the law, I want to make damn sure he's gonna pay.
Nick: You are not the only one with a score to settle here. By bending the rules, my father's put that company and everyone who works for it in jeopardy, and I will not allow that. That company is my future. Trust me, this will be handled.
Brad: When are you gonna make your move?
Nick: When all the ducks are in a row, not a moment before, so he won't know what hit him. The king is going down.
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Jack: I just hate hearing that our key retailers are out there kicking us while we're down.
Damon: Well, they're obviously acting in their own self-interest, backing what's selling.
Jack: You'll forgive me, Damon, that is a little simplistic. We have contracts with these retailers, relationships that go back decades. I cannot believe sales alone is driving this. Besides, our sales haven't been that terrible.
Dru: You know what I can't believe? That we finally have a respectable amount of money earmarked for Tuvia, and we're still losing ground.
Damon: Are we spending it correctly?
Dru: We're about to.
Jack: If you're talking about the new promo campaign, it's not going to have much impact if our product is invisible at the point of purchase.
Dru: Why the pessimism, Jack? My God, the women are going to see the ads. They're going to run into stores. They're gonna demand the product. It's gonna be fabulous.
Jack: Yeah, right, and Safra is just going to take all of it lying down.
Dru: Hey, Jack, listen, I mean, come on.
Jack: No, you listen to me! I want to know why this is happening! I want to know now, tonight!
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Diane: You mind telling me what I'm supposed to be looking at?
Phyllis: Safra sales figures. Read 'em and weep.
Diane: Hmm, I don't think so, Phyllis.
Phyllis: Oh, Diane, I'm sorry. You don't know how to read one of these. Oh, sorry about that. Okay, I'll explain it to you real slowly, all right? This here is called a printout. All right, and all these teeny, teeny-weeny numbers here, all those and all these math squiggles right there, you see all those? They mean that we win, and you lose. It means that Safra is succeeding, and Tuvia is not. That's what that means. It means that Safra's customers want more, more, more, and Tuvia's customers are, like, well, take it or leave it.
Diane: Well, it's still early in the game. We're, what, only a month or so out?
Phyllis: Oh, no, no, no, I think you should try two months. So all the money you gave to Jack, you can just kiss it good-bye.
Diane: Wow, wow. I will certainly make a point of telling Jack how his wife is salivating over the prospect of his company going under. I mean, but, hey, what the hell, it's just his birthright, John Abbott’s legacy to his children. That ought to make things pleasant at home.
Phyllis: Are you trying to scare me? Are you trying to intimidate me?
Diane: I honestly don't care.
Phyllis: Diane... Jack is using you for your money. He's never gonna come to you for support. He's never gonna turn to you.
Diane: Oh, really, Phyllis? Is that what you think? Ha, well, guess again, because he already has. You know that drink we had at Yves', the one that you had such a conniption about? Well, that was just the beginning.
Diane: You have a nice night.
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Neil: So I assume that you've checked into Kevin Fisher's background?
Hank: Of course. He doesn't have a record.
Neil: Well, it doesn't stop there.
Hank: No. I got a warrant and seized his computer.
Neil: That's good, 'cause there must be something in there, right? I mean, come on, he's in his mid-20s. This isn't the first time that he's messed with an underage girl. What? What's that look?
Hank: There was nothing there.
Neil: We're talking about a whole hard drive full of stuff. Not one note or a picture, nothing?
Hank: It wasn't full of stuff, mr. Winters. It had his business files, legitimate correspondence and records and nothing. He wiped the disk clean of deleted file fragments, then used a simple program to write over all the empty spaces with zeros, probably several times. It's called squeezing the hard drive. It's very effective.
Neil: This is unbelievable. The police, you read about it every day, they find evidence in computers.
Hank: Even the most security-conscious people often don't bother to go to those lengths. Fisher did. And you have to wonder, what was he hiding? But there's nothing illegal about it. I'm sorry, but there simply isn't any evidence there.
Neil: I don't understand it. How is this possible?
Hank: Well, technology's a wonderful thing, but there are downsides.
Neil: Yeah, tell me about it.
Hank: Parents who wouldn't dream of letting their young kids get in a car and drive off down the road buy them a computer and say, "go knock yourself out. Have a good time." But it's potentially just as dangerous.
Neil: You see the problem as one of parental oversight?
Hank: Partly.
Neil: You know, just a few days ago, I went out and bought some monitoring software. I guess it was too little, too late.
Hank: Don't beat yourself up. It's all new. People don't know how to deal with it.
Neil: I should have known. I should have known when she wouldn't talk to me, as I watched that wall between us get higher. I guess you tend to say, "she's just a teenager." Damn it, I mean, she's a kid. She doesn't know anything about the world yet.
Hank: And you don't want them learning the hard way.
Neil: Detective Weber, I want a restraining order against Kevin Fisher. I want to let him know that we're on to him. I want to let him know that he can't come anywhere near my little girl.
Hank: I'll see what I can do. I think the judge will give us that. Listen, Mr. Winters, I know how frustrating this is for you. Just know, I feel as strongly as you do, and, no, I don't have a daughter, but I've seen things. And just know that this is not only a job to me.
Neil: I appreciate that.
Hank: Look, I'll keep the pressure on Kevin Fisher the best way I can within the law, and if he gives me an opening, even a tiny opening, I'll be on his ass like a very bad dream.
Neil: But until then, we have a potential killer and a known rapist out there.
Hank: We'll get him.
Neil: You'd better get him soon. I'm talking about yesterday soon, before he hurts anyone else.
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Lily: Okay.
Kevin: "Okay," what?
Lily: I'll give you another chance.
Kevin: You mean it?
Lily: Yeah. I don't want to lose you, Kevin. I can’t.
Kevin: Okay, no more talk about going to the cops then, okay?
Lily: Yeah, I was just angry.
Kevin: It was a misunderstanding. I knew you'd never rat on me, honey, because nobody likes a snitch. Well, I wish you could stay awhile, but if you don't get home soon, your parents will probably send out a search party.
Lily: Yeah, and that's all we need, huh?
Kevin: So we're cool?
Lily: Yeah, we're cool. Forgive me for going off on you.
Kevin: Already forgotten. Just don't let it happen again, okay?
Lily: Yeah.
Kevin: I do care about you, Lily, a lot. Don't let anyone tell you different.
Lily: (Whispering) oh, God. (Normal voice) everyone was right. You're a freak, and you're gonna pay for what you did to me.
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Bobby: Now, look, just forget about what I just said about you and me.
Brittany: No, Bobby--
Bobby: No, let's just talk about dinner right here.
Brittany: (Sighs) I don't know.
Bobby: Come on, Britt, it's not like you're the only one who's been down in the dumps. I could really use a night out with a beautiful woman on my arm. You know, where it's my job just to make you laugh and have a good time. It would really make me feel good. So if not for you, do it for me.
Brittany: Oh, I-I-I can’t. I'm sorry, Bobby. Maybe-- maybe another time.
Bobby: Yeah, huh, maybe another lifetime.
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Raul: And you really think you can get Brittany out from under this guy's thumb?
Frederick: I have faith in our plan, yes.
Raul: Threats don't work, Mr. Hodges, you know that, and the second Brittany feels like you guys are telling her what to do--
Frederick: I'm not going to involve Brittany, Raul. We're focusing strictly on Marsino's.
Raul: Marsino's?
Anita: Yes, and we need your help, Raul.
Raul: Whoa, wait a minute. You want my help? Now I'm sorry, but how do I say this?
Anita: Can you trust us, is that it? I promise you, we won't get you in any trouble.
Raul: And Brittany, is this going to mess her up?
Anita: I guarantee you it won’t.
Frederick: We've got to know that you're on board, Raul, because without you, it won't fly.
Raul: Okay, count me in. What's the plan?
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Damon: Jack, if we knew the answer to that--
Jack: I don't want to hear a lot of damn excuses.
Dru: These aren't excuses. Take it easy, Jack.
Jack: Take it ea... is this your family, Dru? Is this your company? Is this your life's work? Maybe you can take it easy. I can’t. Don't you patronize me.
Jack: You know... forget that. I'm not myself right now.
Dru: I can see that.
Jack: May you're right. It's been a hellish day. There's no reason to take your heads off.
Damon: Move to adjourn?
Dru: I second that. Maybe we all could go home and get some rest.
Jack: Yeah, no argument here.
Brad: Jack, the smoking gun, we have it. The one that's gonna bring Newman down.
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Bobby: You already turned me down for dinner at the Colonnade room.
Brittany: Oh, are you still upset about it?
Bobby: You were just afraid that you were gonna get swept off your feet.
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Jack: You're saying Nicholas has evidence that his father did something shady?
Brad: Try illegal.
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