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Paul: Katherine's autobiography?

Nikki: (Sighs)

Paul: I heard she said some very nice things about you.

Nikki: I miss her so much.

Paul: Yeah, I know. So do I. Did she happen to mention Marge in that book?

Nikki: Marge? Oh, my God, I haven't thought of her in 20 years.

Paul: Looks like she might have resurfaced.

Nikki: What?

Paul: Someone claiming to be Katherine showed up at the Chancellor estate.

Nikki: My God, what happened?

Paul: Jill had her arrested.

Nikki: I can't-- I can't believe that I didn't hear about that on the news.

Paul: Well, the family's trying to keep a lid on it. I heard about it from Michael. Where are you going?

Nikki: I'm going to the jail.

Paul: Nikki, wait!

Gloria: I need to make a phone call.

Man: You've used up your allotment.

Gloria: Oh, come on, please. Can't you just bend the rules this once?

Man: Uh... no.

Woman: You still here? I figured you'd be sprung by now.

Gloria: Yeah, you and me both.

Woman: What'd you do? Piss off your lawyer?

Gloria: Worse--the judge. Now my friend's outta here, and I'm stuck in this hellhole.

Murphy: Good book?

Kay: Mm. Wish I could remember writing it.

Murphy: Huh.

Kay: People are staring.

Murphy: Well, they probably think they're hallucinating.

Kay: Mm, it'd be some bizarre publicity stunt.

Murphy: Yeah. Come on, let's, uh, let's buy the book and get outta here.

Jill: (Sighs)

Victor: Right. And by the way, the terms of the deal remain the same. Unless you change your plan to solar power, no business with Newman Enterprises, all right? And by the way, stop trying to make an end run around Neil Winters and my children. Well, hello. Uh, yes. Thank you. Well, what a surprise. One second. Uh, Connie, would you call Larry Hunsaker in Washington, D.C., and tell them that I will indeed attend the inaugural ball, all right? Thank you.

Ashley: Look at you. You're back in your element. Hi.

Victor: (Sighs) So happy to see you, as if I never left.

Ashley: (Laughs) You know, um, we discussed having lunch. You too busy?

Victor: I'll always have time for you and my daughter-- and our daughter.

Ashley: Mm. I think your priorities have changed.

Victor: Well, better late than never.

Ashley: Yeah.

(Doorbell rings)

Jack: (Exhales) Hey. I'm glad you called. I missed you. Come on in.

Sharon: Everything's the same.

Jack: Yeah, I thought if I kept things the way they were when you left--

Sharon: I might come back.

Jack: I cleared my calendar for the day. I was--I was hoping maybe we could talk.

Sharon: Me, too.

Jack: Good. So why don't you go first?

Sharon: Well, now that the holidays are over, have you thought about doing anything about your problem?

Jack: My problem?

Sharon: Have you thought about getting a therapist?

Jack: Oh--oh, yeah. Um, right. You know, actually...

Sharon: (Clears throat) You haven’t.

Jack: No, not yet.

Sharon: Well, I have. I, uh, found this woman who's actually an expert in sex addiction, so... why don't you call her now?

Ashley: Yeah, I was expecting maybe a corned beef on rye from the deli, but not a catered lunch by the Colonnade Room. (Chuckles)

Victor: Remember that you and I spent many happy times in the Colonnade Room.

Ashley: Uh, I do remember. And I've never forgotten that you are still the most romantic man I've ever known.

Victor: It makes me so happy to sit here with you. I've had a lot of time to think. It's all so fleeting, you know? And I'm so grateful that you and I have found each other again.

Ashley: So am I.

Jack: Sweet--Sweetheart, I don't need a therapist.

Sharon: Jack, you can't fight this on your own.

Jack: Y-y-yes, I can. In fact, that's exactly what I'm doing, with good old-fashioned willpower.

Sharon: You're kidding yourself.

Jack: No. You leaving me is just the kick in the pants I needed.

Sharon: Your addiction isn't just going to magically disappear.

Jack: Honey, not everybody needs to spend months on somebody's couch.

Sharon: Not everybody needs to hire hookers in sleazy motel rooms and lie about it, either.

Jack: Look, can't we just keep this between the two of us? Why do we need to bring in a stranger?

Sharon: Because she is a professional, Jack. I'm not.

Jack: Come on, Sharon.

Sharon: Your promise to get help was just another in a long string of lies, isn't it?

Jack: No. N-no. I hate lying to you.

Sharon: Look, I realize that this is embarrassing for you. I know that, but I--it has to be done, Jack. Look, why don't I call? Here, I'll call for you.

Jack: (Sighs)

Sharon: Hello, this is Sharon Abbott. I-I spoke to you earlier about my husband. I would like to get an appointment as soon as possible. Really? That's wonderful. Okay, it's-- its 603 Glenwood Drive. Terrific. Thank you.

Jack: Wait. Why did you give her our address?

Sharon: Um, she said that people are more comfortable working out of their homes.

Jack: A therapist who makes house calls?

Sharon: She had a cancellation, and she can see us right away.

Jack: Great.

(Sighs)

Nikki: So are you sure this Marge person is out on bail?

Paul: Yes. But even if she wasn't, I really don't want you getting messed up in this.

Nikki: Katherine was my dearest friend, Paul.

Paul: I understand that. And seeing someone that looks exactly like her is only going to upset you.

Nikki: Yeah, I guess.

Paul: Unless you want to visit Gloria.

Nikki: Oh, I would love to give that woman a piece of my mind. I've wanted to ever since that story broke about the face cream.

Paul: Speaking of Gloria, I am leaving on a flight to Miami tonight.

Nikki: Miami? Why?

Paul: Well, I'm, uh, working for Michael on his mother's case.

Nikki: What are you doing, helping her get away with it?

Paul: (Chuckles) You know, you're beginning to sound like my daughter. I am only trying to uncover the truth.

Nikki: Paul, the truth is that she put cleaning solvent in that cream and somebody died.

Paul: Well, if that's the case, then I agree, Gloria should be punished. But there is also some evidence to suggest that Andrew Gibson wasn't exactly forthcoming in his lawsuit against Jabot.

Nikki: Oh, really. Oh.

Paul: And if that's the case, I think he should be exposed, don't you?

Nikki: Yeah, I suppose so, but that does not excuse Gloria for what she did. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't take my anger out on you. I'm sorry.

Paul: (Chuckles) That's okay. You can make it up to me later.

Nikki: Well, that woman has gotten away with too much for too long. Somebody ought to lock her up and throw away the key.

Gloria: What time is it?

Man: You just asked me that five minutes ago.

[Gloria remembering]

Gloria: That woman that Jill had arrested really is Katherine. She's alive.

Jack: Sure she is.

Gloria: I am serious. She is out on bail. You know what that means? It means I could lose the stock she left me, and that means we could all lose Jabot.

Jack: And that would be a bad thing.

Gloria: That's right. So we need to fix this together, and I can't do it from inside this place, so I need you to come get me out.

Jack: Okay, I'll do it.

Gloria: You will? Well, that's great, Jack. That's great. You come right now, right away.

Jack: You sit tight. I'm on my way.

Gloria: So where are you, Jack? Are you sure there's nobody waiting to see me?

Man: Not unless you have an imaginary friend.

[Gloria remembering]

Jack: I'm gonna be in the front row of your trial, relishing in every moment of your humiliation, and if the D.A.'s office asks for my assistance in convicting you, I will move heaven and earth to help them.

Gloria: He's not coming. He never was.

Gloria: Hey, you, you want to make a deal?

Woman: Talk.

Gloria: You make a phone call for me, I'll do all your chores all week.

Woman: I'm on latrine duty.

Gloria: Fine. Whatever. Whatever. Here. You call this number, my husband. You tell him I need to see him immediately, and tell him it's an emergency.

(Cell phone rings)

Jeff: (Quietly) Hello?

Woman: Hi, I'm calling from city lockup. Uh, your wife needs to see you.

Jeff: Can't right now. But tell my little Poopsie I'm mad about her.

Gloria: What? What'd he say?

Woman: Uh, he's busy, and, uh, he's mad about you, "Poopsie."

Gloria: Damn him.

Woman: Look, uh, sorry you married a jerk, but a deal's a deal.

Gloria: Don't worry about it. Cleaning toilets is the least of my problems.

Jill: Trash. Oh, God.

Murphy: Ahh.

Kay: See? Here it is. I said it was here. Mind like a steel trap.

Murphy: (Laughs)

Kay: Oh, I still can't believe it. This rich, glamorous woman is me? I mean-- I mean, uh, I-I have to tell you, Murph, I feel it in my bones. It's true. This is true.

Murphy: Oh, you look just as pretty in a diner uniform.

Kay: Oh, liar.

Murphy: Let's go home.

Kay: Oh, that couch of yours is gonna seem like a featherbed compared to that jail cot. Oh.

Murphy: So, uh, well, no naps. We got work to do.

Kay: Uh, till we find something in here that proves I'm her, right?

Murphy: Yeah, so you never go back into the slammer.

Kay: (Laughs) Amen to that.

Murphy: Come on.

Kay: Okay.

Jeff: (Gasps)

Jill: Jeffrey? First Jabot. Now here? Are you following me?

Jill: Lemon tea, please.

Jill: Yes?

Nikki: So have you found the ring that Katherine left to me in her will yet, the one that mysteriously disappeared?

Jill: Nikki, please. I have more important things to worry about.

Nikki: I'm sure you do. I heard about the imposter. Is it really Marge?

Jill: Well, who else could it be? You and I both saw Katherine’s body in that wreckage.

Nikki: Yes, we did.

Jill: When a person of that wealth and stature dies, it brings the wackos out of the woodwork. And, of course, I have that awful tell-all book to worry about.

Nikki: Yes, it is unfortunate. You're not painted in a very flattering light.

Jill: (Chuckles) You've read it. Why am I not surprised?

Nikki: Oh, please. Like you haven't?

Jill: I haven’t. I glanced at it. Esther got a copy for Christmas.

Nikki: (Scoffs)

Jill: No, really. I have more important things to do than read that garbage. Could I have my tea, please? Thank you. Hello, Paul.

Paul: Hello. Hmm.

Kay: (Sighs)

Murphy: It is so good to have you home, Marge. Ohh, there I go again. I'm sorry.

Kay: No, no. No, no, Murph. It's natural. I mean, Marge was your friend for years.

Murphy: Yeah, poor old Marge. Must have been her that they pulled out of that car wreck.

Kay: I'm sorry. Truly, I am. I'm very sorry.

Murphy: You know, I, uh, read about the funeral. Marge... (Chuckles) She would have loved a sendoff like that.

Kay: (Chuckles)

Murphy: Yeah. You know, I wonder what music they had? She--she loved Perry Como. She used to say to me, "When I go through the pearly gates, I'll hope they're playing 'Papa loves Mambo.'"

(Chuckles)

Kay: (Chuckles) Uh, Murph, I've been thinking. Um... (Sighs) I don't know. It just might not be too wise to, you know, go around saying I'm Katherine.

Murphy: Until we prove that you are, right?

Kay: Well, the last-- well, the last thing I want to do is go to jail for heaven sakes. And, um, would it bother you if I stayed being Marge for a while, especially at the diner?

Murphy: (Chuckles) No. No, it would be an honor.

[Jeff sneaks and looks in their window and watches them]

Kay: Thank you.

Murphy: Katherine Chancellor borrowing her name?

Kay: All right. Ready?

Murphy: Let's do it.

Kay: Now...

[Kay opens the book and Murph has his pen and paper ready to write]

Ashley: Thank you for the lovely surprise.

Victor: My pleasure, my love.

Ashley: So what have you got going on for the rest of the afternoon?

Victor: Well, I need to take care of a few things here.

Ashley: Doesn't surprise me, given how long you've been away.

Victor: What about you? Go home to the ranch?

Ashley: No, no, no.

Victor: No?

Ashley: No, I'm a working girl.

Victor: Mm.

Ashley: I'm gonna check in at Jabot, and then Olivia and I are getting together.

Victor: That's nice. Yeah.

Ashley: I know. We're gonna shop. And then we're gonna go to the spa.

Victor: Uh-huh. Well, that sounds like a lot of fun.

Ashley: Mm-hmm.

Victor: So in other words, you won't be back at the ranch until tonight?

Ashley: Mm-hmm. Mm, you don't mind, right?

Victor: No. You say hello to Olivia.

Ashley: I will. Mm. I'll miss you.

Victor: I love you.

Ashley: Love you. I gotta go.

Victor: You gotta go.

Ashley: (Laughs)

Victor: Um, bring the car around. Have him take me to the ranch, okay?

Jack: You know what? I-I'm gonna start a pot of coffee.

Sharon: Oh, let me. Hey, cheer up, okay? You--you've got me for support.

Jack: 6 "Symptoms of sex addiction. Preoccupation with sex. Multiple affairs. Obsession with prostitutes and pornographic images--"

(Doorbell rings)

Sharon: (Clears throat) I'll grab the door.

Sharon: Hi, Dr. Mason? I'm Sharon Abbott.

Dr. Mason: Hi.

Sharon: Won't you come in?

Dr. Mason: Thanks.

Jack: (Sighs)

Murphy: (Chuckles) I'm--I'm amazed you lived through it, period.

Kay: You know, it's like I'm reading about a fictional character.

Murphy: Well, it'll come back to you. Just--just give it a little time.

Kay: Listen. Listen--listen to this. "And then Jill confronted me in the living room, and it was an ugly moment."

[Kay remembering]

Kay: I will not tolerate that kind of talk in my home!

Jill: Well, this is my home, too. Now get out of my face.

(Scoffs)

 (Gasps)

(Cell phone rings)

Jill: Hello, Victor.

Victor: Can you come out to the ranch?

Jill: Of course I can. I'm sure you're anxious for a report on our project.

Victor: I'll see you shortly.

Jill: I'm on my way.

Ashley: Well, thank you, Jill.

Jill: Mm-hmm.

Ashley: Hi. Hi, Paul. Hi, Nikki.

Paul: Hey, Ash, good to see you again.

Ashley: Oh, hi.

Paul: How's Abby?

Ashley: (Gasps) She starts high school next week. Is that crazy?

Paul: Oh, man.

Ashley: Really.

Nikki: Wow, that was fast.

Ashley: I'm sorry?

Nikki: Oh, I'm just surprised that you were able to move your daughter into the ranch so quickly.

Ashley: She's Victor's daughter, too, Nikki.

Nikki: Mm, not that he had anything to do with it.

Ashley: You asked me to find him. He's back home. He's fine. Get over it. Bye, Paul.

Jack: Would you like a refill?

Dr. Mason: No, thanks. Your wife tells me you've separated.

Jack: Yeah, temporarily, I hope.

Dr. Mason: Because she discovered you were seeing prostitutes.

Jack: Yeah, it-- it was a phase I went through. I'm over it now.

Dr. Mason: It--it helps to know what triggered it. Were you dissatisfied with your marriage?

Jack: No, not at all. I love my wife.

Sharon: And yet you admitted to me that you are a sex addict.

Dr. Mason: What brought you to--to that conclusion, Mr. Abbott?

Jack: It's one of those... (Sighs) Things you just can't explain.

Dr. Mason: Did you develop an unhealthy interest in pornography?

Jack: No.

Dr. Mason: Did you feel something was lacking in your intimate relations with Sharon?

Jack: No. No, not at all.

Dr. Mason: (Sighs) But you knew what you were doing was wrong.

Jack: (Sighs) What I'm doing right now is wrong. I'm sorry. I can't do this.

Nikki: (Sighs) Ashley is right...

Paul: (Sighs)

Nikki: In that I asked her to go to Victor.

Paul: But it bothers you that she and Abby are, uh, living at the ranch.

Nikki: (Scoffs) Its like one day, he's never coming back, and then poof! Instant family.

Paul: And you and Nick and Victoria feel like you're being replaced again?

Nikki: (Sighs) Look, don't misunderstand, Paul. I am very happy where I am.

Paul: No, I know. I get it. A lot of baggage comes along with that man. It's gonna take a while to let it go.

Nikki: I know Ashley thinks I'm jealous, but we both wear blinders when it comes to Victor, always hoping that things will be different, and they never will be. I learned that the hard way. I'm afraid Ashley will, too.

Ashley: Oh, my friend, it's always so great to see you.

Olivia: Great to see you, too. How's Victor?

Ashley: Things are really good.

Olivia: You know, I've-- I've gotta be totally honest. I'm--I'm worried. I can't forget those breakdowns.

Ashley: I don't blame you. I mean, how could I? But listen. Since Victor's lost Sabrina and his unborn child, he's--he's got a different perspective on really what matters most in life, and he's changed. He's not gonna hurt me again. I won't let him.

Jill: (Sighs)

Victor: So thanks for coming by. I, uh, heard about the imposter.

Jill: (Sighs) (Scoffs) If I hadn't seen Katherine’s body at the crash site wearing her own clothes and jewelry, I might have been fooled.

 (Sighs)

Victor: Do you think it was the same woman who kidnapped Katherine and her maid years ago?

Jill: Yeah, I do. I thought Marge was long gone, you know? Maybe even dead.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Jill: But no such luck.

Victor: Mm. Have a seat.

Jill: And now--

Victor: Please, have a seat.

Jill: Thank you. I have this horrible tell-all book to deal with.

Victor: Mm-hmm. You mean Katherine’s life story?

Jill: She made me out to be such a monster.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Jill: Well, I'm sure you can identify with that after what Adam did to you in the diary.

Victor: No, I think there's a difference, you know? I think Adam wanted to be malicious. I don't think Katherine intended to hurt anyone.

Jill: Well, she sure did.

Victor: You know that she was never afraid to admit her mistakes and put them out there for the world to see.

Jill: Well, she had no right to put my mistakes out there. That book was enough of a slap in the face, but then to leave Gloria that stock? That is the only reason that the Abbotts were able to regain control of Jabot.

Victor: That's why I asked you to come out here, Jill.

Jill: Yeah, to crush Jack Abbott and help me get Jabot back.

Kay: Do you know, reading this I thought I would have more answers? Instead, I have more questions.

Murphy: Yeah, like why Jill is such a nasty piece of work?

Kay: Do you know when I saw Jill Christmas night, when she accused me of being Marge, she also implied that she and I knew one another.

Murphy: Yeah. And you're wondering why Marge isn't mentioned in there?

Kay: When Marge was discovered dead at the crash scene, you found me downriver just a short time later.

Murphy: Hmm. Oh, yeah. Well, you think that you were both in the car together?

Kay: Well, it's the only thing that makes sense. Could we have been friends?

Murphy: No. It seems that Marge would have told me something like that.

Kay: There's not one mention of Gloria in this book, despite her claim that we're "Like that."

Murphy: Yeah. Well, maybe the book is just focused on scandals.

Kay: Maybe Gloria’s not my friend at all.

Gloria: (Sighs)

Jeff: (Laughs) You're looking especially lovely this morning.

Gloria: Bite me.

Jeff: Oh, I wish I could. Pity they don't have conjugal visits in here. We could play, um, lonely housewife meets traveling salesman.

(Chuckles)

Gloria: Whatever you're selling, I'm not interested.

Jeff: Well, try this fantasy on for size.

Gloria: Yeah, yeah. What fantasy?

(Sighs)

Jeff: I'm walking down the street, minding my own business when I pass a bookstore. Guess who I see inside--

Gloria: Who?

Jeff: Katherine Chancellor, or at least somebody who could be her twin sister.

Gloria: Really?

Jeff: Yeah, really. Must have been the woman I saw in here, the one you claimed didn't really look like Katherine.

Gloria: What was she doing in the bookstore?

Jeff: Buying Katherine’s book.

Gloria: She talk to anybody?

Jeff: Yeah. Yeah, the guy she was with-- medium height, gray hair, balding on top.

Gloria: Murphy. He came to see her.

Jeff: He the one that bailed her out?

Gloria: I don't know. I thought she'd be stuck in here with me. I had no idea he'd be able to get the bail money.

Jeff: (Laughing) Oh, my God. That's why you sabotaged your arraignment. So you could stay in here with that woman.

Gloria: It's not funny.

Jeff: But she got out, didn't she? (Laughs) I know about Katherine’s doppelganger. What I can't figure out is what you two are up to.

(Chuckles)

Gloria: Why should I tell you?

Jeff: Because we're better together than we are apart.

Gloria: Yeah, well, that was before you ratted me out to the cops.

Jeff: Oh, Sugarplum, don't hold a grudge.

Gloria: Come on! That's easy for you to say. You haven't been cleaning toilets all day.

Jeff: (Sighs) Look, whatever you and this imposter are cooking up, you need me.

Gloria: What if she's not an imposter?

Jeff: What are you talking about?

Gloria: I don't know how, but I think it really is Katherine, and if that's the case, you and I-- we are screwed.

Sharon: I'll go bring him back.

Dr. Mason: No. In order for therapy to work, your husband has to want help.

Sharon: Yeah. He's struggling with that.

Dr. Mason: It doesn't surprise me. Men who are used to having power and being in control have the hardest time realizing they can't handle something on their own. Here. How did you learn he first had a problem?

Sharon: Well, I-I knew he was keeping things from me.

Dr. Mason: Mm.

Sharon: And then I found the receipt for a motel and an escort service.

Dr. Mason: It's not uncommon for an addict to lie or withdraw from the people who love him.

Sharon: Yeah, that's what happened. He, um, he really shut me out.

Dr. Mason: Mm.

Sharon: (Sighs) I didn't even know what he was doing most of the time, where he was. And to think that he had to turn to another woman, that I wasn't enough for him, I just--

Jack: That's not what happened. Doctor, I'm sorry to waste your time. I-I don't need you.

Sharon: Jack, what are you doing?

Dr. Mason: No, it's fine. I-I-I understand.

Sharon: (Sighs)

Dr. Mason: You know how to reach me.

Sharon: Why did you do that?

Jack: I'm not a sex addict, Sharon.

Sharon: (Scoffs) You're in denial.

Jack: No, when I told you that, I was lying to you.

Sharon: Why would you lie about something so disgusting?

Jack: Because at the time, the truth was even worse.

Sharon: Really? Worse than sleeping with prostitutes?

Jack: I can't stand the idea of you thinking I cheated on you. I didn’t. I couldn't do that. I love you too much.

Sharon: Look, I don't know what you're trying to pull here, Jack, but remember, I saw the receipts for the motel. I-I-I got the call from the credit card company about it.

Jack: I was in the motel, yes... with Adam. We were working on forging Victor's diary.

Jeff: (Sighs) If Katherine’s alive, then the will is invalid.

Gloria: Which means no Jabot stock, which means no controlling interest.

Jeff: We gotta do something.

Gloria: (Sighs) I've been trying to convince her I'm her best friend.

Jeff: She doesn't remember?

Gloria: Barely anything. My plan was working till she got out. God only knows where she is.

Jeff: God and moi.

Gloria: Now how could you know?

Jeff: I followed her and that guy to a trailer park.

Gloria: So you're gonna be my eyes and ears while I'm stuck in this place?

Jeff: Does that mean we're partners again?

Gloria: If I could touch you, I'd shake your hand.

Jeff: I suppose a quick roll in the hay is out of the question, huh?

Gloria: If everybody thinks Katherine’s dead, that gives us time to figure out our next move.

Kay: There's no point in trying to convince Jill.

Murphy: She'd probably just call the cops again.

Kay: And Gloria certainly cannot be trusted.

Murphy: So how do we prove you're Katherine Chancellor?

Kay: It said in the book my closest friend was Nikki Newman?

Murphy: Mm-hmm. Then I think we should go find Nikki Newman, don't you?

Kay: Yeah.

Nikki: Miami sounds pretty tempting.

Paul: Well, then why don't you toss your suit in a bag and join me?

Nikki: Oh, no, I can’t. We're fighting a deadline at "Restless Style," but maybe when we're both done working?

Paul: I'll reserve a couple of beach chairs.

Nikki: Come on. We'll stop at home, and then I'll drive you to the airport.

Paul: That's all right. I can take a cab.

Nikki: No. I don't want to say good-bye until the last possible moment.

Paul: Well, in that case... shall we?

Nikki: Absolutely.

Olivia: You've never gotten over him, have you?

Ashley: Well, I've been happy with other men besides Victor. You know, I mean, I was happy with Brad. It's just here I am. Here I am! I'm--I'm--I'm back with Victor.

Olivia: It's always been Victor. You--you love him.

Ashley: I do. And you know that never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that Victor and I and Abby could be a family.

Olivia: I just hope you know what you're doing.

Ashley: It could be such a great life, Liv. It really could be just the best life, and I'm determined to make it work. And I believe that Victor is, too.

Victor: You know, for this thing to work, Jill, you have to convince Jack that you really want him back in charge of Jabot.

Jill: I know. I played to his ego. Told him that I supported him over Ashley and Billy, that he was the one with the track record.

Victor: Mm-hmm. Do you think he bought it?

Jill: Not entirely, but I didn't want to push it.

Victor: Smart move.

Jill: Mm, and get this. I found him in the C.E.O.'s chair with his feet propped up on the desk.

Victor: (Chuckles)

Jill: In his mind, it's a done deal.

Victor: Let that arrogant S.O.B. be as cocky as he wants to be. The sweeter it will be to take it all away from him. Cheers.

Jill: Cheers.

(Glasses clink)

Jack: Say something.

Sharon: What about the escort service?

Jack: I hired a woman to distract the forger.

Sharon: (Sighs) To distract him?

Jack: So I could destroy the evidence that linked me to the diary.

Sharon: Because you knew that I might try to stop you?

Jack: Yes.

Sharon: So why come clean now, Jack?

Jack: Because I just heard you talking to Dr. Mason, and I saw what my lies were doing to you, and I couldn't take it anymore. I can't keep this up.

Sharon: I see.

Jack: So you know everything now. Everything. Somehow we have to find a way to get past this.

Sharon: Don't touch me! Are you crazy, Jack?! It's bad enough that you tried to set up Victor. And then you make up these outlandish stories about hookers, and then you bring it to the point where I think you need therapy!

Jack: Okay, listen to me. Listen--

Sharon: No, I will not listen to you anymore! It's bad enough you have this revenge you need to get on Victor, but it--it's the most important thing in the world to you. It's more important than me.

Jack: I adore you.

Sharon: Really? Is that why you lied to my face over and over again? And I'm--I'm so naive, I keep coming back for more.

Jack: Sharon, please.

Sharon: Jack, I am trying to nail it into Noah’s head that it's not okay for him to lie to me. Meanwhile, I am married to a man who wouldn't know the truth if it hit him in the face.

Jack: I would never do anything to harm you or Noah. I love--

Sharon: I know that you love Noah, but do you realize that you have been the worst possible role model for him?

Jack: I am simply asking for another chance.

Sharon: I have given you thousands of chances, thousands. The problem is that you never change, Jack. And fortunately, for me, that is not my problem anymore.

Jack: Wait. What are you saying?

Sharon: I'm gonna file for divorce, and my lawyer will be in touch with you.

(Door slams)

Next on "The Young and the Restless"...

Nikki: You've done your homework very well, Marge. You are a cruel, uncaring bitch.

Nick: I hate leaving Phyllis back home dealing with all the "Restless Style" stuff.

Sharon: She'll understand.

Michael: Sharon's divorce does not change anything between you and your husband.

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