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Victoria: Dad? I heard you moved up this quarter's board meeting.

Victor: Yes, my darling. There are some things I'm very concerned about.

Victoria: Yeah, actually, I agree with you. I... think we have some holdings that we should sell to cut some of our losses.

Victor: Mm-hmm. I want you to put together your recommendations and present them to the board with my blessings, all right?

Victoria: Thank you. Just let me know if there's anything you wanna add to the list.

Victor: Yes, there's one thing I want to add to the list. I wanna get rid of Brad Carlton.

Brad: J.T., I still can't access the board member web site.

J.T.: You followed the instructions I gave you?

Brad: To the letter.

J.T.: Well, maybe you used the wrong access code.

Brad: I know my password, J.T.

J.T.: Then I can't help you.

Brad: Well, maybe you could give me the proper instructions.

J.T.: I did give you the proper instructions.

Victor: What seems to be the problem?

J.T.: Well, Brad is having trouble logging onto the board of directors web site.

Victor: It's because I blocked his access.

Brad: You what?

Victor: This is a family company. You're not longer part of the family. I want you out.

Brad: I have rights and responsibilities, and you can't just take those away 'cause you're in a little mood.

Victor: Well, this is not a whim, I assure you.

Brad: Restore my access to the member information, or I'll sue you.

Victor: You name the price, but you're out.

Brad: My board seat's not for sale.

Victor: Mm-hmm. We shall see about that.

Brad: (Chuckles)

Nikki: Oh, my gosh! Nicholas will be thrilled. Yeah. Yeah, I will. I'll see you later. Well... the "Men we love" issue of "Restless Style" is already the biggest seller since Nicholas and Phyllis took over the magazine!

Paul: Wow, that's great news. What's up for the next issue of "Restless Style"?

Nikki: Well, it's gonna be a tribute to Katherine. She did so much good and she was too modest to put it in her book, but people should know.

Daniel: So! Amber went to see Mrs. Chancellor again today. Look, Kevin, she needs our help. I mean, don't you think it would be smart for us to work together on this?

Kevin: Doing what?

Daniel: Whatever it takes to prove its Mrs. C.

Kevin: Oh. So now you believe it's her?

Daniel: I'm pretty sure. You know, and you and Amber are so positive that it's Katherine, its good enough for me.

Kevin: Hey, Paul, what can I get for you?

Paul: Uh, two lattes and some more information on that woman claiming to be Katherine Chancellor.

Daniel: What, do you wanna prove that she's a fake?

Paul: No, I'm just looking for the truth. People I love are hurting and they really can't move on without more information.

Daniel: Yeah, I know what you mean.

Paul: If it is Katherine, I'll do anything in the world to help her. But if it's a hoax, it has to stop now.

Murphy: (Laughing)

Kay: (Laughing)

Murphy: Oh, Amber, come on in.

Kay: Oh, am I glad to see you, my dear.

Amber: Hey.

Kay: Oh, Amber, Amber, Amber.

Amber: Mrs. C. So, um... this is where you live, huh?

Kay: Well, uh, thanks to Murph, uh, I have a home.

Murphy: Nothing compared to a mansion.

Kay: Oh, that's nonsense. You know, I mean, this place is warm and clean. It has everything I need. So I love it.

Amber: That is so you.

Kay: Is it?

Amber: Yeah. You once told me, true sophistication is being able to be comfortable wherever you are.

Murphy: Hmm. Smart lady.

Kay: Oh, come on, smart? Smart? I mean, the lady doesn't even remember her phone number, let alone what...

Amber: It'll come.

Kay: I-I know. It's such a haunting life just out of my reach. I-I-I've gotta find a method or some way to put the pieces together.

Amber: Well, first, we gotta figure out why you don't remember. I think you should go to the doctor.

J.T.: Before your dad could even make an offer, Brad stormed out.

Victoria: I'm not surprised.

J.T.: It may just be a negotiating ploy on Brad's part, though.

Victoria: I wish. But it sounds like he's serious about fighting for his seat on the board.

J.T.: Yeah, well, your father's pretty serious, too.

Victoria: Well, then it's gonna be an all-out war. And it's my fault.

J.T.: Oh, come on. You didn't make Brad a snake.

Victoria: No, but it's my fault that he's on the board in the first place. I thought he would be a good businessman when I married him. I thought he would be good for the company. Listen, you know how dangerous Brad can be when he's cornered.

J.T.: Oh, your dad can be pretty dangerous, too.

Victoria: I have a feeling this is gonna get very ugly.

Brad: I am so glad you called. And your little sister-- is she my surprise?

Colleen: Mm-hmm.

Abby: Yeah, and bonus-- you get to buy us lunch.

Brad: My pleasure. You didn't cut school, did you?

Abby: No, we had a half-day.

Brad: All right.

Colleen: If I didn't have class later, we could've done some serious damage this afternoon.

Abby: Oh, yeah. But for shopping and spa treatments, you need a whole day, minimum.

Brad: Hey, you know what? Um, how about we take a whole vacation? Just the three of us?

Abby: Well, St. Bart's in February would be perfect.

Brad: Oh, I'm sure.

Colleen: Dad, have you seen Abby's horse?

Abby: I have new pictures.

Colleen: On her totally tricked out laptop.

Brad: Yeah, your little sister has, uh, quite a few new toys, doesn't she? So I guess this would be a good time for you to hit me up for something.

Colleen: You're feeling generous.

Abby: New car.

Colleen: Oh, yeah.

Brad: Well, maybe not that generous. Seriously, Sweetheart, if there's anything you need, I'll take care of you. That's what Dad's are for.

Victor: Am I late?

Ashley: Hi. Well, no, the principal is talking to other parents. What are you doing here?

Victor: Didn't you say that there was a conference about Abby's classes?

Ashley: Yes, but I only mentioned it to let you know where I was going to be. I didn't mean for you to come.

Victor: But, my sweetheart, I'm so happy to be here. I've missed entirely too many of these kind of meetings in my life, you know? So this is... something that both of Abby's parents should attend.

Ashley: Okay. Well, it's good to see you.

Murphy: I tried to get her to the hospital as soon as I found her after the accident. She nearly bit my head off.

Kay: I saw a doctor at Christmas.

Murphy: Yeah, Dr. Bob came by when she slipped and fell.

Amber: Well, did he find anything wrong?

Kay: Yes, a bump on my head.

Murphy: He told you to see a specialist at the hospital, as well. Why are you so stubborn?

Kay: I don't know! I just have this uneasy feeling.

Amber: Okay. Look, Mrs. C., you--you were trying to avoid the doctor weeks before the accident. Okay, there was already something wrong then. You--you were forgetting things. Just little things, but still.

Murphy: See? Katherine, you gotta get yourself checked out. Whatever's happening won't go away because you ignore it.

Amber: Yeah. The only way to get your life back is to remember, and the doctor--he can help you.

Kay: And what if he can't?

Amber: Well, you won't know unless you try. What, you wanna be haunted by this the rest of your life? This is the way for you to come home.

Nikki: The printer was available for a second run? Uh-huh.

Paul: I'll be right back.

Paul: Okay. This is the address that was on the Jane Doe bail form.

Daniel: Is it a secret or something?

Paul: Well, I'd just rather my investigation... be kept between us right now. If that's all right? Do you recognize the address?

Daniel: Yeah, it's a trailer.

Kevin: It belongs to Murphy. He's the guy who took care of Mrs. Chancellor after the accident.

Paul: What do you know about him?

Kevin: Not much. Except, uh, I met him and he seems like a good guy.

Paul: So if you know anybody that has, uh, Bulls tickets, I'm--I'm looking for a couple for next week.

Kevin: Okay.

Nikki: Victoria just called.

Paul: Oh, really?

Nikki: She and J.T. invited us for lunch at the club.

Paul: Oh, great. I can drop you off. I gotta pass, though, 'cause I have work to do. Guys.

Nikki: Oh.

Paul: Talk to you later.

Nikki: Bye.

Kevin: Bye.

Brad: So how's school going, Abby?

Abby: It's boring. I'm just repeating stuff I did in London.

Colleen: Easy "A."

Abby: There is that.

Brad: Or maybe we switch you into some more interesting classes.

Abby: Done. Mom is at school, as we speak, making sure that I'm challenged.

Brad: What do you mean, there's a parents' conference going on right now?

Abby: Yeah, that's why we had the half-day.

Brad: Why wasn't I told about it?

Abby: It's not a big deal.

Brad: You know what? You two stay and have lunch.

Abby: Dad, you don't have to go.

Brad: I know I don't have to go, Honey. I wanna go. It's my job.

Man: Hello, Ms. Abbott. Mr. Newman, you're here for Abby Carlton?

Victor: Yes, I'm Abby's father.

Man: Uh..

Ashley: Brad Carlton adopted Abby when he and I were married. Uh, that's why you see his name on the records, but Victor is Abby's biological father.

Victor: Abby and her mother live with me now.

Man: Well, then as I'm sure you know, we are reevaluating Abby's course selection. We just wanna make sure she's getting the best education possible.

Victor: We will do everything in our power to help you make the transition as soon as possible. Thank you.

Ashley: Thank you.

Colleen: See, I told you it was on restlessstyle.com

Abby: Oh, my God, J.T. is so hot.

Colleen: You think?

Abby: Yeah. Wasn't he your boyfriend once?

Colleen: Yeah, for a while.

Abby: What happened with that?

Colleen: Uh, it didn't work out.

Abby: That is tragic.

Colleen: I don't know about that, but I think looking back, I would've done some things differently.

Abby: Only you know what's bizarre? Now he's married to my other sister.

Colleen: Right. Completely. You know what else is bizarre? Look who just walked in.

Victoria: Hi.

Colleen: Hi.

Victoria: Hi.

Abby: Hey, Victoria.

Victoria: Hi, Abby.

Abby: J.T.

Victoria: Abby, what are you doing here? You should be in class, shouldn't you?

Colleen: Oh, I persuaded Abby to skip class and hang out with me.

Victoria: Oh.

J.T.: I think she's kidding.

Colleen: Yeah. Yeah, no, I'm kidding. Yeah, Abby had the afternoon off.

Victoria: Oh.

Abby: Uh, I'm gonna go check and see if my friends are finished with their Pilates class.

J.T.: (Chuckles)

Victoria: Oh, there's my mom. I'm gonna see if she's ready to have lunch.

J.T.: All right, I'll go check on our table.

Colleen: Uh, before you go? Can I have your autograph?

J.T.: That's funny.

Colleen: Well, you laugh, but I think your little sister-in-law has a big crush on you.

J.T.: (Sighs)

Abby: Okay, well, take care, Nikki.

Victoria: Okay, bye, Abby.

Nikki: Mm-hmm.

Victoria: Well, it's so nice that you could make it. I know that things are hectic at "Restless Style."

Nikki: Oh! Our latest issue is selling out everywhere. And we've been making changes to restlessstyle.com, getting tons of hits.

Victoria: That's great.

Victoria: It's nice to see you smiling.

Nikki: Yeah, well, there hasn't been a reason to smile. I still miss Katherine so much.

Victoria: I know. Now Dad's back at the ranch with his, um, insta-family.

Nikki: Yeah, how about that?

Victoria: Listen, I know that it bothers you, because it bothers me. So don't deny it.

Nikki: That's Victor. Remember how devastated he was over Sabrina? When's the last time you heard her name? He's all about Ashley and Abby now.

Victoria: Yeah.

Murphy: Yeah, okay, Bob. Thank you. You have an appointment at Faith General today.

Amber: Mm. That is so perfect. That is so perfect. Nobody there knows who Katherine Chancellor is, and so there's no chance of Jill, like, finding out and causing trouble. And we'll get you taken care of on the D.L. and then, uh, when you get better, we'll go back to Genoa City and--

Kay: Would you like some tea?

Amber: Yeah, we--we really don't have time for tea.

Kay: I never--I never agreed to see a doctor, Amber. Now you know that. I can’t. I won’t. I mean, I cannot bear any more bad news. And I don't know how to cope with anything anymore.

Amber: Listen to me, Katherine Chancellor, you are the bravest, strongest woman I have ever met in my life. And if it is bad news, then you fight. And I will be right there next to you.

Kay: Oh, God. Oh, oh, you are such a good girl.

Amber: You really don't remember, do you?

Kay: All right, let's, uh, go to the doctor.

Amber: Sounds like a plan. I will drive, okay?

Kay: I will freshen up first.

Amber: Okay.

Murphy: Let's go get your coat.

Kay: Thank you.

(Cell phone ringing)

Daniel: Hello?

Amber: Hey, Daniel.

Daniel: Hey. Hey, you okay?

Amber: Yeah, everything's great. Um, Mrs. C. is going to the doctor. And if he can figure out what's wrong with her memory, maybe he can fix it.

Daniel: Well, let's keep our fingers crossed.

Amber: Yeah. Hey, uh, did you come up with anything?

Daniel: Uh, working on it right now.

Amber: Okay. I'll call you after the appointment.

Daniel: All right. I'll talk to you later. Mrs. C. is going to the doctor. With any luck, they can help her with the memory loss.

Kevin: Good. Good, that's it. Once she remembers, we don't have to prove anything.

Daniel: We? Oh, are we gonna work together on this then now?

Kevin: You know, Daniel, I don't know how much time I wanna spend around either of you two right now.

Daniel: Okay, look, Amber feels terrible about this whole thing. I mean, she'd be standing here right now apologizing to you if--if that's what was necessary.

Kevin: Yeah, but--but the point is that she went there, okay? My best friend's girlfriend accused me of murder. I can't just forget about that.

Daniel: I'm--I'm not defending her here. All right, I understand that, but let's just put that aside for now and--and get this situation figured out.

Kay: Ah. Uh, there we go.

Amber: Well, you ready?

Kay: Uh...

Murphy: There you go.

Kay: Let's hope. Amber, let's--let's hope. Okay?

Amber: Okay.

Ashley: For a short while, Abby lived in Paris and, um, she also had two years of French in middle school, as well as, this last semester in London, so I think she'd be pretty bored in French I.

Victor: Is there some kind of an advanced level she can take?

Ashley: Well, except I really don't want her to be the only freshman in a class full of seniors. You know, I don't want that thrust on her.

Victor: That's true.

Ashley: Yeah, maybe we could figure out-- maybe she could test out?

Brad: Mr. Kearns, I'm Brad Carlton, Abby's father.

Mr. Kerns: Yes. Ms. Abbott has explained the situation.

Brad: Sorry I'm late, but I just found out about the meeting from my daughter.

Ashley: We were just discussing whether or not Abby could test out in French.

Brad: Really?

Ashley: Mm-hmm.

Brad: How interesting. Well, if you don't mind, um... I'd like to hear everything. From the beginning.

[Paul remembering]

Nikki: Paul, you loved Katherine, too. How can you even consider helping this con artist?

Paul: Nikk, I'm helping Michael.

Nikki: Helping him to build Marge's defense.

Paul: Uncover the truth, that's all.

Nikki: Why do you have to do it this way? Why do you have to bring that woman into our lives?

Paul: Is that how you see this?

Nikki: Yes! People are grieving. And she has no right to intrude on that. It's just--it's wrong. It--it's bringing up too much pain.

Paul: Okay. You know, I don't wanna make this harder on you than it already is, but this is my job. It's what I do. Believe me, if I could just work on cases defending nice people--

Nikki: I-I-I know. You'd be out of business. I understand that. And I normally wouldn't interfere in your work at all, but... please, just this once, please don't take this on. For my sake, please.

(Knock on door)

Murphy: Hi.

Paul: Hi.

Murphy: Can I help you?

Paul: Yeah, my name's Paul McCourt, from the census bureau. We're doing sort of a, uh, a pre-screening for the 2010 census. And I was wondering if you have some time to, uh, answer some questions?

Murphy: Yeah, sure. Come on in.

Paul: Oh, thanks.

Paul: Wow. Did you catch that bass around here?

Murphy: Yeah, yeah, about, uh, ten miles up river from Bolton Landing.

Paul: I would love to see the lure you landed that guy with.

Murphy: Really? Well, I make 'em myself at my bait and tackle. Why don't you come by and I'll give you a fair price.

Paul: I'll find ya. So, sorry, I better get to these questions. Do you mind?

Murphy: Oh. Fire away.

Paul: So, um... is--is this your sole residence?

Murphy: Yep.

Paul: How many people live here?

Murphy: Uh, just one, but, uh, there's, uh, somebody else here temporarily.

Paul: And how long has he lived--

Murphy: Uh, she.

Paul: How long has she lived here?

Murphy: Um, two months.

Paul: So, the beginning of November?

Murphy: Yeah, yeah, that's about right.

Dr. Hadlock: Marge, I'm Dr. Hadlock. I spoke to Dr. Sanchez about your fall Christmas Eve.

Kay: Yes.

Dr. Hadlock: He said you had quite a bump on your head.

Kay: Yes, I did, right here.

Dr. Hadlock: Ah. Is that tender at all?

Kay: No.

Dr. Hadlock: Any other signs of trauma from your fall?

Kay: Um... oh, well, there's, um... sometimes... with some things I forget.

Dr. Hadlock: Oh, what sort of things do you forget?

Kay: Names. Places.

Dr. Hadlock: You forget for a minute or two or longer?

Kay: Longer.

Dr. Hadlock: Do these lapses feel like normal forgetfulness?

Kay: Well, they're not ordinary, no.

Dr. Hadlock: I'd like to run some tests on you.

Kay: Tests?

Dr. Hadlock: Yeah, we'll start with a full blood panel and a P.E.T. scan. Let's see if we can find out what's wrong with you.

Paul: Okay, last question. Do you have any suggestions or comments for county services?

Murphy: Uh, well, yeah, tell 'em to fix the roof at the homeless shelter. You know, when it rains, the south end-- the beds get soaked. I mean, those folks need a place to sleep. And, uh, oh, (laughs) I'd like my property taxes lowered.

Paul: Okay. I'll pass that along. So, that about does it. If I can get you to sign this?

Murphy: Oh, sure.

Paul: That way, my boss knows that, uh, I'm working and not out fishing someplace.

Murphy: Um...

Paul: Right there, down at the bottom on the left.

Murphy: Okay. Here you go.

Paul: All right. Thanks. Hey, do you think there's any chance that I could interview your friend that lives here?

Murphy: Well, she's at an appointment. She'll be back later.

Paul: All right. Thanks for your help, Murphy.

Murphy: Sure.

Paul: Appreciate it. You take care. I'll see you at the shop.

Murphy: Oh, okay.

[Paul leaves and outside he puts the pen in a plastic bag]

Amber: How long till we know what's going on with Marge?

Dr. Hadlock: We'll do the blood tests today. It usually takes time to schedule a P.E.T. scan. You'll need to stop by radiology on your way out and make an appointment. Uh, you'll need your insurance card.

Kay: I don't have insurance.

Dr. Hadlock: Well, what about Medicare?

Kay: I don't know.

Dr. Hadlock: Then you'll need to stop by social services before we schedule anything.

Amber: No, we can't wait. Do the tests now. I'll pay for 'em.

Dr. Hadlock: These procedures can add up, especially the P.E.T. scan.

Amber: What are we talking about here, like, hundreds of thousands? Or millions?

Dr. Hadlock: Not nearly that much.

Amber: Well, then I'll cover it. Let's--let's get started. Come on.

Kay: What?

Kevin: Have a good day.

Daniel: All right, so it looked like our best shot was Mrs. Chancellor's ring. You know, that she's wearing on the first page of her book?

Kevin: She has it? That's solid proof.

Daniel: Yeah, she pawned it for ten grand.

Kevin: Oh, I could cry for so many reasons right now.

Daniel: Anyway, Amber and I, we went to the pawn shop to try and get it back. And, uh, well, the owner, he starts playing dumb, so Amber got pissed, of course.

Kevin: Let me guess, she accused him of grand larceny?

Daniel: Oh, better. She called him a liar. Three times. Then he threw us out.

Kevin: Great. So now the guy is spooked, which means if he hadn't already, he sold the ring the minute you left.

Daniel: Oh, probably. I don't know, one way or another, we gotta track down that ring.

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Victor: Thank you, Mr. Kerns.

Ashley: Thanks for giving us so much of your time.

Mr. Kerns: My pleasure. My door's always open.

Brad: Thank you. What the hell were you trying to pull? I am, and always will be, Abby's father-- legally, and in every other way that counts. You're not pushing me aside.

Ashley: Nobody's pushing you aside, Brad. I usually deal with these things on my own. You both surprised me.

Brad: I'm not handing over my daughter, or my seat on the board.

Nikki: Well, this was a treat, seeing you both for lunch.

Victoria: I'm sorry we can't stay longer.

J.T.: Yeah, I'll, uh, go bring the car around.

Victoria: Okay.

J.T.: All right. See you later. Bye.

Nikki: Okay, bye-bye. So... how are you enjoying it back at Newman?

Victoria: Um... most days are pretty good. Dad's being wonderful to Nick and me.

Nikki: Good. That's all I want from Victor now.

Victoria: Mom, you know, you shouldn't let Dad get to you. This is just-- this is how he copes. He's not forgotten Sabrina, just like he hasn't forgotten any of the years that he spent with you.

Nikki: Look, I know how he is. He just moves on, jumps into the next thing, and he doesn't look back.

Victoria: Like with Ashley.

Nikki: Yeah, I wonder how long they'll last this time.

Ashley: (Sighs)

Victor: Brad Carlton's posturing has always been utterly annoying.

Ashley: I can understand why he'd be upset. Can you imagine how he felt walking in and--and finding you here?

Victor: I understand, but I'm not gonna arrange my life to suit his feelings, okay?

Ashley: Okay, but what about my feelings?

Victor: But, Sweetheart, I'm supportive of you. I'm here to support you and our daughter.

Ashley: I know. I just... I don't understand how a simple parent-teacher conference can turn into a battle royale, and it scares me.

Victor: This will all be solved once he realizes-- fully realizes that you and Abby live with me now.

Ashley: I know. But you have to... you have to understand that Abby grew up with Brad. She loves him. He's her dad. So, you and Brad have to figure out a way to live with each other, because I'm not gonna have my daughter torn between two fathers.

Victor: I understand that. And I will do everything I can to make that possible. All right? I promise you.

Ashley: Okay.

Brad: So Principal Kerns seems like a pretty good guy.

Colleen: Let's hope you never have to find out.

Abby: I know, right? So did Mom sign me up for calculus and boot camp?

Brad: Well, it's not that bad, Honey. Uh, but you are out of beginning French and you are in honors English. Your mom will give you the full rundown.

Abby: I'm sure.

Colleen: Don't worry. If you ever need help with your homework, give me a call. What? I meant, I'd help tutor her, Dad, not do it for her.

Brad: I know what you meant, Honey. I just, uh, I liked the sound of that. It'd be great if you could just go down the hall to Abby's room and help her out.

Colleen: What are you talking about?

Brad: Well, now that Abby's back in town, I would like us all to be together.

Colleen: We are. Right now.

Brad: I don't mean just a lunch or a vacation. I mean, as a family. I'd like you to move back in, Sweetheart. And, Abby, you've been living with your mom for quite a while now. I'd like you to come home.

Colleen: Dad? Do you remember the last time I lived with you? Because that lasted ten minutes.

Brad: I know, I know. I know. I know. And I've learned my lesson. I'll treat you as an adult. Come on! It'd be great! You'll have your little sister with you. You guys can gang up on me. It'll be fun.

Colleen: Okay, Dad, I really have to go. I've got a class in 20 minutes. Okay?

Brad: Promise me you'll think about it.

Colleen: I will.

Brad: Okay. We're still on for Indigo, right?

Colleen: Sure. Bye.

Brad: Okay, I love you.

Colleen: Love you. Call me. Okay?

Abby: Yeah.

Brad: Bye, Honey. Listen, Sweetheart, um... regardless of what your sister decides to do, I'd really like you to come home.

Abby: Okay, I get that, it's just... your house isn't--

Brad: That can change.

Abby: I know, but... I really love the ranch. I mean, my horse is there and there's a cook and a maid, so I'm practically zero work for Mom or for anybody else.

Brad: Sweetheart, taking care of your child isn't work to a parent.

Abby: Well... I get that, it’s... look, Dad... don't take this the wrong way. I love you and I wanna spend time with you, and I wanna visit, but... I wanna stay at the ranch.

Ashley: What's wrong?

Abby: Nothing.

Ashley: Okay, well, it's time to go.

Abby: Okay.

Ashley: Come here, Sweetie. Are you sure you're okay?

Abby: Yeah.

Ashley: Okay. Would you get the car?

Abby: Sure.

Ashley: I'll be right out.

Abby: Bye, Dad.

Brad: Bye, Honey.

Ashley: So what happened? What did you say to upset her so much?

Brad: Our daughter is confused. Your boyfriend's buying her affections with his lavish gifts.

Ashley: He's not just my boyfriend, Brad. He's Abby's father.

Brad: Yeah, all of a sudden, right? And I'm just supposed to step aside?

Ashley: I'll tell you exactly what I told Victor. I will not stand by and watch the two of you play tug-of-war with my daughter.

Brad: It's Brad Carlton. Tell him it's important. Evan, listen, I want you to file for full custody of my daughter Abby. No, just do it. It's not fair for her to decide. She's too young. I'm her dad, I know what's best for her.

Victor: I want Brad Carlton off the board next week. So let's fine some ground for his removal, all right?

Victoria: It's a tough standard of proof.

Victor: J.T. I'm sure will find something.

J.T.: I'm on it.

Victor: That man cannot keep his nose clean. Find something we can use as leverage against him, all right?

J.T.: I wouldn't have to dig very far. How about corporate espionage? Brad stealing Newman trade secrets for Jabot? Think that'd meet the standard of proof?

Victoria: We signed a legally binding contract that we wouldn't use that evidence against him.

J.T.: Yeah, but if your dad only knew...

Victoria: There's no telling how he would react. Do you think we should risk it?

Kevin: It sounds to me like you're screwed on finding Mrs. Chancellor's ring.

Daniel: And what about you? I mean, can't you go to the pawn shop? What about Jana? I mean, she could go there, pretend to be looking for a ring.

Kevin: Mnh-mnh. That's not gonna work. This guy is gonna be suspicious about anyone coming in asking about a ring right now.

Daniel: So what do we do? We just, uh, give up?

Kevin: Hell, no. This pawn broker doesn't wanna give you the information, well, then... you're just gonna have to take it.

Daniel: I think I like your style.

Kay: Ah. Thank you. Well, now... that wasn't too painful.

Amber: Yeah. The doctor should be in soon.

Kay: Amber, I want you to be truthful with me. Do you really have money to pay for all of these tests?

Amber: Absolutely. You left me a ton of money in your will, and I wanna give it back to you.

Kay: No. No, please, no. I have no idea what I would do with it, so, um... you just keep it for now.

Amber: Okay. But, you know, if--if we need to use it for tests or whatever, then we'll--we can.

Kay: We'll see.

Dr. Hadlock: All right, Marge. Once we run the blood tests, we'll have some answers. If it's a thyroid problem, or a vitamin deficiency, that will show up.

Amber: Well, that doesn't sound too bad.

Dr. Hadlock: They can be easily treated with medication.

Kay: Uh, well, if it isn't so easy, what then? What's the answer?

Dr. Hadlock: Then we'll see what we find on the P.E.T. Scan.

Kay: What would you be looking for?

Dr. Hadlock: Signs of stroke, aneurysm, beta-amyloid plaque.

Amber: Beta what?

Dr. Hadlock: It's an indicator of Alzheimer’s disease.

Amber: Well, if it is that, then what do we do?

Dr. Hadlock: You try to slow the progression and you handle the symptoms. But there is no cure.

Amber: Well, we're not there. You know, we're--we're not even close to that, you know? We don't know what's going on, right?

Dr. Hadlock: That's right.

Amber: Yeah.

Dr. Hadlock: I'll call you as soon as I have lab results. Then we'll take the next step. Marge, do you have any questions?

Kay: No. Thank you.

Amber: Thank you, Doctor.

Amber: You hang tough, Mrs. C., okay?

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Amber: It's gonna all be okay and--and no matter what, I'm gonna be right here with you.

Kay: Thank you. Thank you, Amber.

Paul: Hey.

Nikki: Hey! I'm calling you. What's going on? You're late for lunch, but we could have coffee.

Paul: (Sighs)

Nikki: What's the matter?

Paul: Well, um... I wanna ask you something, but promise me you will hear me out.

Nikki: Well, yeah, sure.

Paul: There are people who knew Katherine, who think that this woman that showed is not an impostor.

Nikki: They're just naive, Paul. They haven't seen Marge in action before.

Paul: Maybe. But I was able to spend some time around Murphy, the man who helped her. And from everything I've seen, he's a stand-up guy.

Nikki: Or he's a good con man.

Paul: Well, I got a friend at the police lab that is running his prints for me. So we will find out if he has a record.

Nikki: Okay, so what's your question?

Paul: I wanna go back and talk to this woman myself. And I want you to come with me.

Nikki: Oh!

Paul: Look, Nikk, I know it hurts, but nobody knows Katherine like you do. I need your ears, your eyes, your instincts. If there is even a 1 in a million chance that it's her--

Nikki: It's not.

Paul: Then... this woman will be found out. She will be prosecuted. And she'll be put in jail where she belongs. Either way, don't you wanna find out for sure?

Nikki: All right, I'll do it for you. But only for you. This is the last time I'm gonna see that impostor.

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