Tuesday Y&R Transcript 12/16/03

Y&R Transcript Tuesday 12/16/03--Canada; Wednesday 12/17/03--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Emma

Michael: Victor, I don't want a pat on the back. I don't want a gold medal. I'm telling you I'm taking the fall for this.

Victor: No, you're not.

Michael: I already told Christine. I said that bribing Safra's retailers was my idea. I even came up with a pretty good story about where I got the money. I found it in a discretionary account that nobody knew about.

Victor: You're not listening to me.

Michael: It's the only reasonable solution to this. Chris all but said you were the high-profile target. You know damn well you're the man her bosses want to string up in public. Look, if they have to settle for little old me, they might decide it's not worth the trouble.

Victor: They might not settle for little old you. This is my idea, my plan to benefit my company, all right?

Michael: I don't understand. You don't have a choice.

Victor: You don't have to understand. I've made up my mind.

Michael: This isn't a good idea!

Victor: I said, I have made up my mind. I'll take the rap for this.

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Nick: Did you talk to Dad? It's terrible, isn't it? I mean, can you believe what he did? And for all the years, all the lectures we've had to listen to about character and integrity. If he'd just once said that sometimes you gotta be a hypocrite... you try to avoid it, but it's part of the game. If he'd just once copped to the fact that he's as fallible as the rest of us, then I could have forgiven him.

Victoria: You forgive him? You? Who the hell are you to forgive anyone? Are you God?

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Angelo: What kind of trouble you talking about, Sal?

Sal: Brittany's old man-- Fred Hodges, right?

Angelo: What about him?

Sal: I was sitting with Bobby and the songbird at the athletic club restaurant, and her father comes over and starts making threats.

Angelo: What kind of threats?

Sal: About shutting down the club.

Angelo: Well, what'd Bobby have to say about it?

Sal: Bobby-- you know, the old Bobby I used to know-- he would have carved that guy's face up right then and there.

Angelo: Yeah, you know, he's a little different lately. Ever since this Brittany started working here, I only get half his attention.

Bobby: Sal, what are you doing here? Hmm? Is something wrong?

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Vanessa: Have you seen Damon?

Jack: Well, lovely to run into you, too, Miss Lerner.

Vanessa: I'm sorry. Please excuse me. I'm just am a little rattled at the moment.

Jack: Have a seat. How come?

Vanessa: Well, Damon and I were in our room settling in when he got this sudden urge to go out, supposedly alone.

Jack: Supposedly?

Vanessa: Yeah, well, I've got a funny feeling I know exactly what he's doing and who he's doing it with-- Drucilla Winters.

Jack: They're colleagues, Vanessa.

Vanessa: I know that, but is that all they are?

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Dru: Oh, my God! Hi! Hi, guy. Look at that thing!

Damon: Drucilla, slow down! Slow down! You go tearing through the forest like that; we'll never find the orchid.

Dru: And if we don't hurry up, people are gonna notice we're missing.

Damon: People? Don't you mean Neil?

Dru: Well, Neil’s one of them. Then there's your roommate, your girlfriend, whatever you call her.

Damon: You know what? If you'd like to go back, be my guest. Frankly, that's where I think you belong.

Dru: Oh, no, I'm with this from beginning to end. Go, team Jabot!

Damon: Spare me the pep talk. What we need right now is results.

Dru: We're not gonna get any results if we're hanging around here, okay? We've got a lot of ground to cover. Let's go.

Damon: And there's a lot of things we can miss. Now, look, you insisted on coming along. Now you want to rush. That's not the way I work, understand?

Dru: Okay, let's do it your way. Lead on.

Dru: Well, hold up. Wait for me.

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Neil: Phyllis.

Phyllis: What?

Neil: This is really, really bugging me.

Phyllis: Oh, come on. We don't know what they're up to.

Neil: I can't believe this. I want to trust that woman in the worst way, but how can I not be suspicious?

Phyllis: I know, I know.

Neil: I'm telling you right now, if that big-headed freak lays a hand on my girl, I'm gonna clock him. I'm gonna lay him out. That's all there is to it. I'm gonna lay him out.

Phyllis: Of course you are, of course. Just relax, breathe, breathe.

Neil: (Breathes deeply) what'd they do? Come on. Stop it! Come on!

Phyllis: Aah! I'm coming. I'm coming, I'm coming.

Dru: Ooh, hey, wait up. Oh, oh, hey. Okay, all right. Here I come. Here I come. Wait for me. I'm... can you give me a hand here? Oh. Oh, shoot. Wait. Hold on.

Phyllis: What, what, what?

Neil: Over there. Come on. Holy moly. L-ladies first.

Phyllis: Aah!

Neil: Ladies... go on.

Phyllis: Ew.

Neil: Phyllis, we're gonna lose 'em. Would you get a grip?

Phyllis: I'm afraid. Please.

Neil: Cross the log. Go.

Phyllis: Okay. I can't look down. Sure. Go on the log with me.

Neil: I'm going, if you'd just hurry up and get across.

Phyllis: Aah!

Neil: Shh. Be quiet.

Phyllis: (Whimpers)

Neil: That's it. That's it. Go on. Go on. Get up. Go on. Over.

Phyllis: Yuck.

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Dru: Sheesh.

Damon: My, my, my.

Dru: Man, why didn't you help me across the log? What...

Damon: I'd say we hit the jackpot.

Dru: Oh, my God. You know what? Shall we pull 'em up from the roots, you know, and just put 'em right in the thing? Wha...

Damon: I need you to slow down, all right? We have to find the right plant first.

Dru: Okay.

Damon: Yeah? Okay.

Dru: Okay, okay.

Damon: Now all we need is a couple of samples, and we can get on outta here.

Dru: All right.

Damon: Remember I showed you this? This is what we're looking for.

Dru: Okay. Okay.

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Phyllis: O-kay, Neil. Um, listen, that's--that’s...

Neil: That's what?

Phyllis: You don't want to see this, okay? We really should go.

Neil: No. I'm staying right here, no matter how much it kills me. I can't believe I'm supposed to be marrying that girl. What the hell is she doing?

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Raul: (Mumbles) what does that mean?

Raul: Hello.

Brittany: Hi. Any calls?

Raul: Nope. It's pretty quiet around here with J.T. Gone, isn't it?

Brittany: Yeah, whatever.

Raul: Rough day?

Brittany: Nothing I can't handle.

Raul: And that's what you call handling it, just sitting there with your arms crossed, looking like you could spit nails?

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Bobby: So let's hear it. What's going on?

Angelo: Nothing. We're just shooting the breeze.

Bobby: Really? Sal, I thought you had an appointment. The way you ran out of that restaurant so fast made Brittany feel like she put her foot in it.

Sal: Hey, her old man did that, not her. Anyhow, I still got an appointment.

Bobby: Yeah? But you still had time to come down here and shoot the breeze with Angelo.

Sal: Is there a law against it? Ange, I'll be in touch. Hey, you, don't let that girl grab you by the nose, huh?

Angelo: Later, man.

Bobby: Yeah, have a nice day.

Bobby: Come on, Ange, something stinks in here.

Angelo: Well, Sal was telling me what happened today with your girlfriend's old man.

Bobby: It's nothing. I'll take care of it.

Angelo: So how you gonna do that, Bobby?

Bobby: Relax, Ange. I'll handle it.

Angelo: Well, I hope so. You know, your name might be on the sign out front, but I got a big interest in this club.

Bobby: Yeah, of course you do.

Angelo: And I don't plan on letting anybody take that from me. Got that?

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Dru: Wow. You know what? I gotta tell you, I don't see it.

Damon: Well, just be patient.

Dru: I just don't--

Damon: Just be patient. We'll find it.

Dru: Okay, let me see the pic... oh!

Damon: You all right?

Dru: Yeah. Let me see the picture.

Damon: Okay.

Dru: Okay. Okay.

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Phyllis: Listen, Neil, I know how upset you are, but I'd like you to notice how big Damon is.

Neil: I don't care how big he is. You see, he's over there doing lord knows what to my bride-to-be.

Phyllis: I just don't know if a fistfight is necessarily the way to go.

Neil: What do you want me to do? You want me to sit over here and pretend like nothing's happening?

Phyllis: No, it's just... it's just, you know, he's--

Neil: It's just what? It's just that he's big, and I'm not big? What are you saying? Aren't you my friend? I don't care if he's big. I'm bigger, okay? And when I get mad, I am huge.

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Dru: Oh. Oh. Guess what. I think I found it. It's gorgeous. It's gonna bring us so much money, Damon. Look.

Damon: Drucilla, that's not it.

Dru: What do you mean, that's not it? Of course it’s... look.

Damon: No, no, no, no, no. Look here. Here and here.

Dru: Yeah?

Damon: No. It's not the same flower. I mean, it's similar, but... baby, let me tell you something else. The orchid we're looking for is very rare, all right?

Dru: Okay.

Damon: If, perchance, you do find one, for God's sake, don't pick it.

Dru: Well, okay. All right. I was just trying to help.

Damon: All right. All right.

Dru: You know what? At least I didn't pick it in vain. Kind of like a boutonniere.

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Phyllis: All right, all right. Have you seen enough? Let's go.

Neil: I told you, I'm not leaving. I'm staying till the bitter end.

Phyllis: Why do you want to do this to yourself?

Neil: Because I want to be sure of my ground. I need all the evidence I can get. Do you understand?

Phyllis: What more do you need? What more do you need? What more evidence do you need, Neil? Come on. I mean, let's go, before they do things.

Neil: Phyllis, I told you, I'm staying right here, and you're staying with me, okay?

Phyllis: Ah. Okay, okay.

Neil: You're gonna stay right here. We're gonna sit tight, and we're gonna get... do you see that?

Phyllis: Yeah, I see it. Aah! Get it off me! Get it off!

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Brittany: Don't hassle me, Raul, okay? I'm not in the mood.

Raul: Well, you want to talk about it? Maybe I can help.

Brittany: I don't need help.

Raul: Fine. You change your mind; I'll be right over here.

Brittany: You know, you say that, but you're not really here.

Raul: What's that supposed to mean?

Brittany: If I want to talk about my life, it has to stay within the limits. I better not mention Marsino's or my work there or my singing or my ambitions.

Raul: Hold... Brittany, hold on. Hold on a second. I love your singing. And it's even okay if you want to talk about stripping, up to a point.

Brittany: Raul, I know I'm not the center of the universe, but when you hope and pray for something, and then it finally comes along and then someone who supposedly cares about you screws it up completely, it makes you wonder. It makes you wonder about everything.

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Bobby: Come on, you think I'm not gonna protect this place and us along with it?

Angelo: Look, a guy like this Hodges-- he can hurt us, Bobby.

Bobby: All right, he's just blowing smoke. He's not gonna do a thing.

Angelo: Yeah, it's like Sal was saying, you know, you've changed. It used to be anytime somebody talked about taking away your meal ticket, they'd be getting their food through a tube for awhile.

Bobby: Yeah, well, you know what? I got smart.

Angelo: I suppose you got a big, smart plan then, huh?

Bobby: Yeah, I do. Wake up, ange. I got as much to lose in this place as you.

Angelo: You know, you say that, and I know you mean it, but--

Bobby: But what?

Angelo: You know for a fact this Hodges jerk doesn't have friends down at city hall? I mean, are you so sure he's all talk?

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Michael: All right, Victor, calm down. I'm not fighting with you. This is the only way to handle the situation. You have to let me take the hit. Now these retailers, they only saw me, they only spoke to me. Your name was never even mentioned. I am the ambitious flunky who got carried away.

Victor: But you have a prison record already. They'd just throw away the key.

Michael: Maybe, maybe not.

Victor: Why are you doing this?

Michael: Damage control. I'm a good person.

Victor: You're not my flesh and blood. This is my scheme. I ordered you to execute it.

Michael: I am your lawyer, your advocate, your guardian, if you will. I take that very seriously.

Victor: You're my lawyer, you're not a 1-man secret service for Victor Newman.

Michael: What if I want to be?

Victor: Why would you want to be that?

Michael: Because no one would think I'd do it. At least, no one that matters.

Victor: I see, I see, I see. So Michael Baldwin has an ulterior motive for his altruism. Who are you trying to impress?

Michael: You make it sound so stupid.

Victor: It is very stupid.

Michael: You're not me.

Victor: Let me tell you something... I've been called every name in the book. More people hate my guts than you can shake a fist at.

Michael: Your point?

Victor: The point is you don't need redemption any more than I do. You got that?

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Nick: So you, too, huh? You want to start taking shots at me just like everyone else?

Victoria: I wouldn't waste my time.

Nick: So Dad bribes half the world to make your little division a success, and you're gonna thank him for it? You know, Vic, I seriously misjudged you.

Victoria: Me and everyone else.

Victoria: Oh, you want to defend his lies, his hypocrisy, his total disregard for the law? Well, fine, let's hear it then.

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Jack: Suppose you give me a hint as to why you're so upset.

Vanessa: Well, if Damon and Dru are off doing what I think they're doing--

Jack: On the night before Dru's wedding?

Vanessa: I'm not talking about that, and you know it.

Jack: Okay, obviously something has you unhinged.

Vanessa: We wouldn't be here if... we wouldn't be here at all if it weren't for me. It's my discovery. A fact which Mr. Porter seems to have conveniently forgotten.

Jack: Now why would you say that?

Vanessa: Because if I'm right, he and Drucilla are off orchid hunting without me. How's that for a knife in the back?

Jack: You really think...

Vanessa: I don't know. When we were back home, I accused him of trying to cut me out of this entirely.

Jack: And how did Mr. Porter react to that?

Vanessa: Well, he's a very good dancer, Jack, very masterful. You would do well to remember that yourself.

Jack: He's been very loyal to me. I trust him implicitly.

Vanessa: Mm-hmm. Yeah, well, I did, too, once upon a time. I came to my friend-- a man I believed in-- with information that I believe has the power to transform an entire industry. Silly me, I expected him to handle it fairly.

Jack: Well, I guess that's my question. What do you mean by "handle it fairly"?

Vanessa: Oh, connect the dots, Jack. This is a once in a lifetime discovery.

Jack: If it's for real.

Vanessa: Oh, it is. Believe me. I mean, you wouldn't be here, 7,000 miles away from Genoa City, if you didn't believe that.

Jack: Okay, Ms. Lerner, there's fair and there's fair. I understand you feel you might be due some compensation.

Vanessa: Might be? Unh-unh. Think again.

Jack: We have to find this flower. We have to get it back to the lab, separate its chemical properties, see if this stuff can be synthesized.

Vanessa: Wait, you're telling me my business?

Jack: We have to determine the optimum concentration. We have to find a suspension medium, additives, fragrances, and then we have to test it on human beings under very strict government regulations.

Vanessa: Yes. Jack, Jack, Jack, what's your point? That it's gonna cost money, take time, require some investment?

Jack: More than some.

Vanessa: Yeah. So you're gonna do whatever it takes, because at the end of the day, you stand to make billions. You or whatever company secures the patent first.

Jack: Is that a threat, Ms. Lerner?

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Phyllis: Aah! God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Get 'em off of me! Get 'em off of me. Get 'em off of me.

Neil: Oh, my God.

Phyllis: Off of me. Get 'em... oh, God, get it off me.

Neil: Oh.

Phyllis: Get it off.

Dru: Hi, guys.

Neil: Phyllis.

Phyllis: Hi.

Neil: Hi.

Phyllis: Is it off of my arm? Is it off of my arm?

Damon: What are y'all doing here?

Phyllis: There was a bug crawling on my arm.

Neil: Wait a minute. No, no, no, no. You're asking us what are we doing... what the hell is it with you two?

Dru: I was in the sundries shop buying a postcard for Aunt Mamie and asked Damon to go exploring with me.

Neil: Exploring, huh?

Dru: Yeah.

Damon: Yeah, that's right. So what about y'all?

Dru: Yeah.

Neil: What about us? Um, it's a funny thing happened when I got out of the shower, you know, 'cause I went downstairs, and I ran into Phyllis.

Phyllis: Yeah, he ran into me, and we decided to go exploring ourselves.

Damon: I see. And y'all just happened to wander into the forest?

Phyllis: Yep.

Damon: That's quite a coincidence, wouldn't you say?

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Victoria: I'm not gonna defend anything to you. Why should I? You're the judge and the jury. What I want to know is who sent you out into the world to straighten everyone out?

Nick: Victoria, I don't think I'm better than everybody else, and I'm certainly not trying to play God.

Victoria: Oh, yeah, right, not you.

Nick: Look, you feel sorry for dad because he's in a hell of a mess. But it's a mess he made. So don't shoot the messenger.

Victoria: You're not the messenger. You're the executioner.

Nick: Look, Dad took people's jobs away, their livelihood. That's what happens when companies fold.

Victoria: Jabot hasn't folded.

Nick: Yeah, but it might. And that was certainly Dad's intention. And what about Ashley’s baby?

Victoria: Oh, come on. You cannot blame him for that was a terrible accident.

Nick: Oh, so you're saying our actions have no consequences. Or when they do, we shouldn't be held accountable.

Victoria: Maybe we should, but not like this. This is our father. Get out of here. I don't want to talk to you anymore. I don't even know who you are. I don't want to look at your face

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Raul: So this Sal guy-- he's a record producer?

Brittany: Not exactly. But he does have connections with a lot of important people.

Raul: People in the music business?

Brittany: Yeah. He could open doors for me if he thinks I have talent. Anyway, we're sitting there talking about my career, and then my--

Raul: That's when your Dad barges in.

Brittany: It was so embarrassing. He was yelling, making threats, calling Mr. Staley and Bobby names. I swear, Raul, I wanted to die there right on the spot.

Raul: So what happened, your Dad just finally backed off?

Brittany: Well, my Mom was pulling on his arm. She was as embarrassed as I was. And then he and Bobby went out and talked. Raul, it was so ugly-- and the timing.

Raul: So what happened?

Brittany: Well, Mr. Staley left, of course. It was so obvious he couldn't wait to get out of there.

Raul: You think your chance is blown now or what?

Brittany: Well, Bobby says it's not, but it wasn't exactly a great start.

Raul: You know what I think? Music is business, Brittany. If this guy goes down and hears you sing and he likes you, this whole thing that happened with your parents, it's not even gonna matter.

Brittany: Well, he did promise he would set something up with Bobby.

Raul: See, there you go. I bet you happens.

Brittany: Yeah. Maybe it won’t.

Raul: Hey, you are a rare find.

Brittany: You think?

Raul: You're darn right I do. I just hope...

Brittany: What?

Raul: Well, that this guy's legit.

Brittany: Well, you know, he's not exactly Quincy Jones, Raul, but if he knows people he can call, if he can open that door just a crack, that's more than what I have now.

Raul: Yeah.

Brittany: And if my music career took off even a little bit, I wouldn't have to take my clothes off anymore. I could actually sing for a living. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Raul: Yeah. Yeah, I think I would. I'd love that.

Brittany: Thank you.

Raul: For what?

Brittany: For listening to me vent.

Raul: Hey, hey, you remember me? I'm your number one fan.

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Bobby: Look, Ange, Fred Hodges-- he's just an uptight suit whose daughter is a sexy, talented chick, and he can't handle it.

Angelo: Then I think he needs to learn how to appreciate things, like his health, for starters.

Bobby: Come on, Ange.

Angelo: No, I mean it. Bobby, this guy needs one of those talks we used to give people to get his attention.

Bobby: Yeah, I mean it. You stay away from Fred Hodges. You got it?

Angelo: I'm tellin' you, this Brittany chick--she's messin' with your head, man.

Bobby: Oh, you never fell for a chick before?

Angelo: Sure, but I--

Bobby: Did you forget to breathe?

Angelo: No, but I--

Bobby: Did you forget to put your clothes on in the morning?

Angelo: Bobby, that's not what I mean.

Bobby: Did you mess everything up and forget to take care of business?

Angelo: Okay. Okay, you're right. Okay? I worry too much, but I got a reason. You know, I threw in with you on this club to make it work. It's my security, my future, and I ain't never had that before.

Bobby: Ange, you're not goin' on welfare. Give it a rest.

Angelo: All right. Look, you say you're gonna take care of it. I believe you're gonna take care of it. But if you don't, then somebody else will.

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Phyllis: What-- what's the coincidence? So what? We walked out of the hotel, through the garden and into the beautiful forest, I mean, just like you did, evidently.

Damon: At the exact same time on the same path? Were you all following us?

Dru: Yeah.

Neil: What if we were? You know, Damon, I really, really don't like your attitude.

Phyllis: Okay.

Damon: It's just a question.

Neil: Yeah, well, here's another one-- what the hell are you two doing all the way out here? Because what I've seen so far I don't like.

Dru: Hey, let's take a chill pill.

Phyllis: Yeah, let's do that. Let's do that. Let's do that, okay? No need for bloodshed. Let's enjoy the beautiful forest.

Dru: You know, for once, I have to tell you, I agree with phyllis. I mean, I do. Let's just enjoy the scenery. Look at this place.

Phyllis: That's right.

Damon: That's what we were doing.

Phyllis: Exactly, exactly. And we're gonna do it, too. Look at the beautiful orchids over there. Look at the orchids.

Dru: Never mind the orchids. You should see the bamboo, girl. It is over there, way over there, and it is huge. You've never seen anything like it.

Phyllis: Good, good. Well, I like the orchids. They're beautiful with the colors and the shapes.

Neil: What I'm curious about--that little piece of paper in your hot, little hand-- where is it?

Dru: Honey, listen. That piece of paper, by the way, it's just a map.

Neil: It's just a map.

Dru: It's just a map.

Neil: Where did you get the map?

Dru: Well, I was in the sundries shop and this nice little man-- he overheard me talking about exploration, and he just gave it to me. You don't believe me?

Phyllis: Huh.

Damon: Now I'm gonna ask you one last time--I mean, were you following us?

Phyllis: Wow, wait a second.

Neil: Phyllis--

Phyllis: No, no, no, no. Let me deal with this. You, like, genius types, you're really paranoid, aren't you? Wow, like there's only one path to the jungle here, so anyway... I gotta tell you, I've had my fair share of exploration today. I'm gonna leave. Anyone want to join me? Okay. That's a bad cold.

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Vanessa: I don't make threats, Jack. That's not how I operate.

Jack: If you're hoping I'm going to negotiate a deal with you right now, Vanessa, it ain't gonna happen.

Vanessa: Well, well, well. You certainly changed your tune. I mean, you were foaming at the mouth to pin me down on the plane. Why the 180?

Jack: It seems to me you were the coy one in-flight, and it gave me a chance to reconsider the idea of getting anything on paper. At this juncture, I think we won’t.

Vanessa: Why, because it's premature?

Jack: Exactly.

Vanessa: Or because you're trying to cut me out altogether?

Vanessa: No, but there will be, Jack, and you damn well know it.

Jack: I repeat-- we have nothing right now. We're here on a hunch.

Vanessa: Mm-hmm. You say that very convincingly. Unfortunately, I'm not stupid.

Jack: This has nothing to do with stupidity. We're just starting things right now. A lot can go wrong. If this turns out to be a viable commercial venture, you will be recognized for your contribution in an appropriate manner at an appropriate time.

Vanessa: With you deciding what's appropriate.

Jack: Of course.

Vanessa: Well, I thank you for your candor, Jack. You have a lovely evening.

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Dru: Honey, did you see the size of that big bamboo? I mean, didn't you think it was beautiful?

Neil: Yeah, right.

Dru: You didn't think so? Oh, honey, you're suffering from sleep deprivation. You know, you never learned how to negotiate that jet lag.

Neil: Drucilla, stop it!

Dru: You know, back in the day when I was a model, I learned every trick of the trade. You have to drink lots and lots of water. You were eatin' that caviar. Lots of salt in the caviar.

Neil: Drucilla, I could care less about the water.

Dru: I think you should take a nap, darling. You should take a nap. Just go into the alpha. Don't go into the R.E.M. Go into the alpha. You need to go to bed on Japanese time or else you won't be worth a dime tomorrow on the big day.

Neil: Hey, hey, hey, hey, listen to me, okay? There's not gonna be a big day tomorrow if you don't stop playing games. Now I wanna know what Damon and the rest of these clowns are doing at our wedding, and I want the truth.

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Victor: What are you looking at?

Michael: Who are you? I feel like I've just received absolution.

Victor: What I'm telling you is you cannot let other people define you.

Michael: I never have.

Victor: Well, then don't start now, because you'll do things that are not in your best interest. Don't try to impress others with your fairness and humanity. They'll interpret that. They'll think that's weakness. They'll devour you.

Michael: They?

Victor: I will not let you take the fall for me, you got that? You go to Christine Blair, you tell her you'll make whatever deal she wants to as long as it gives you the most immunity.

Michael: No, I don't like this, Victor.

Victor: I'm ordering you to do it.

Michael: That's how I got in trouble in the first place-- taking your orders.

Victor: You tell Christine Blair if she wants me to come to my office.

Michael: Victor, I can handle this. Let me do this for you.

Victor: Michael Baldwin, let me explain something to you. All my life I've been accused of not taking responsibility for the consequences of my actions, that I'm ruthless and unfeeling. It ain't so. You will not take the rap for me. I'm responsible for this. This was my idea and my plan, my scheme. I will suffer the consequences, not you. End of story.

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Damon: Hey.

Vanessa: Well, I don't have to ask where you've been.

Damon: Oh? Where have I been?

Vanessa: Off orchid hunting with Drucilla Winters. I have a sort of sixth sense about being screwed over.

Damon: Vanessa, no one's trying to screw you over.

Vanessa: Really, the thought never crossed your mind, not once? Because I can almost guarantee you, it's crossed Jack Abbott’s.

Damon: You two have been talking?

Vanessa: Sparring is more like it. But let's get back to you and your sneaky little sidekick.

Damon: Yes, Drucilla and I went out into the forest briefly.

Vanessa: Didn't find the orchid, though, did you? And you're not going to, not without me.

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Dru: Honey, there's nothing going on.

Neil: Nothing going on, huh?

Dru: Mnh-mnh.

Neil: Don't give me that-- don't feed me that line of bull about how you've always wanted to visit Japan, because I'm not buying it!

Dru: So now you're a mind reader?

Neil: Obviously not, otherwise I'd know why you invited all the wedding guests that you did. Who is it now? It's Jack, Damon, Vanessa--

Dru: Okay, you invited motor-mouth Phyllis who I can't stand.

Neil: Ah, ah, ah. Motor-mouth phy-- motor-mouth Phyllis is the only person who's being totally straight with me these days.

Dru: Oh, so you would pick that gold digger over me. That hurts, oh, yes.

Neil: Yeah, well, what hurts me are all the lies-- like I'm the village idiot, like I'm blindly swallowing whatever half-baked goods you've decided to cook up. It's up to you right now. You've gotta make a choice. Either you tell me the truth about whatever the hell is really goin' down here, or there's not gonna be a wedding, 'cause damn it, I will cancel the wedding. And don't even dare lie to me, because I know when you're lying to me.

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Nick: Oh, yeah, this is all my fault. I made dad cheat. I made him lie. I made him break the law.

Victoria: You make me sick. This whole damn thing makes me sick. Our family is broken, and you went a long way toward making that happen. Nicholas. Nicholas, we could've solved this bribery thing amongst ourselves.

Nick: No, we couldn’t.

Victoria: Yes, we could've if you'd just kept your mouth shut. But you couldn't do that, could you? You had to make your play. You had to see if you could bring the big man down. Well, you did it. You brought him down, and along with him, you brought down this wonderful house of cards that was the Newman family. You know, I was just thinking about... when I first got back from Switzerland and I wasn't a kid anymore. And dad was married to Ashley, and I was mad as hell about it. And over the years, there have been so many crises and conflicts and times that we didn't think that we would make it as a family, but we did. I don't think we're gonna make it this time.

Nick: That's up to us, don't you think?

Victoria: You can't just wish and make it so. We're not a family anymore.

Nick: Sis, that's a little harsh.

Victoria: Do you really think so? I cannot see our father in jail and then just go on with my life as if nothing's happened. I am not indestructible. We, as a family, are not indestructible.

Nick: Well, maybe it was time for a change.

Victoria: That is sick rationale for stabbing your father in the back.

Nick: You just refuse to see--

Victoria: No, I see. I see perfectly. You waited for your opportunity. You waited for him to slip, and then you made your move. And now we have a new leader. Did you ever once consider how this might affect him?

Nick: Now that's our father committed a federal crime, and you want to just ignore it because you're afraid of how he's gonna handle it. You're feeling sorry for the wrong guy.

Victoria: Nicholas, I'm feeling sorry for all of us-- for you and for me and for mom and dad and Sharon and your children.

Victoria: I feel sorry for all of us. I gotta get out of here.

Victoria: I don't know how I'm ever gonna forgive you for this. Maybe some day I will. But I think that when it finally sinks in what you've done, you're gonna have a hard time forgiving yourself.

Victoria: Good luck.

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Nikki: Your sister is gone. I don't know if we're ever gonna see her again.

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Victor: I think you have a job to do. Why don't you just do it?

Chris: Victor Newman, it is my duty to place you under arrest.

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