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Phyllis: Summer's watching that video you got her for Christmas. I think it's viewing 813. Nick?

Nick: Good, I'm glad she's preoccupied, because we need to talk about something.

Phyllis: All right, let's talk. What?

Nick: This.

Phyllis: Uh, okay. It's a water bottle.

Nick: Well, a police detective dropped this off yesterday, along with Noah's shoes and a battery-powered lantern. Why don't you, uh, take a smell of that.

Phyllis: It's liquor.

Nick: Yeah. Do you have any idea how I felt? Betrayed-- that is the best word that I can come up with. Noah knows how Cassie died. For him to do something this stupid and reckless-- it's ridiculous.

Phyllis: Okay, wait a second, you're not sure it's Noah’s.

Nick: No, actually, I'm pretty sure it's Eden’s.

Phyllis: Well, it could be any number of people’s. A lot of kids party at the lake.

Nick: Are you making excuses for my son drinking?

Phyllis: No. I'm not. I'm trying to be objective about this. Now did the cop say that he had alcohol when he-- when he fell into the lake? I mean, at the hospital, did they do a blood alcohol test?

Nick: Not that I know of.

Phyllis: Okay, so we don't know exactly the situation. We don't know if it's Noah’s.

Nick: Well, what I do know is that this is the second time that those two kids have been together where there's been drinking involved. Maybe they were drinking when they were arrested in Paris. How many other times have there been?

Phyllis: All right, listen, I understand you're upset. I get it. You have every right to be upset, really. But until we know the circumstances, there's nothing you can do. There's nothing you can do. You can't speculate.

Nick: Okay, well, trust me on this. I'm gonna get some answers. I'm gonna sit down with that kid. 'Cause this is gonna stop. I'm tired of this crap.

Sharon: Is Noah ready?

Jack: Noah's at drama club this afternoon, remember? He's gonna get dropped off here later.

Sharon: Oh, my gosh. Oh, right! You know what? I completely forgot about that. You know, I'll--I'm sorry. I'll just come back at 6:00, but make sure that he's ready.

Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, why don't you stay? We can wait together. It'd be nice to catch up.

Sharon: I don't know, Jack.  

Jack: What's to know? I got a bottle of your favorite wine open. We can catch up. Come on. Take a load off. It might be nice to put your brain in park for a little bit, wouldn't it? You haven't exactly had an easy time of it the last couple of weeks. Hey, you okay?

Sharon: I'm fine. Really, no, I'm--I'm just dealing with things.

Jack: If that's true, why is your hand shaking?

Sharon: Um, because, in case you haven't noticed, it's freezing outside.

Jack: Then it's a good thing you're here. We'll warm you up.

Kay: A court order! This is the best early valentine I have ever had!

Michael: Nothing says "I love you" like a signed court order.

Amber: Yeah, when it's for a D.N.A. test that will prove to the world that you really are truly Katherine Chancellor.

Murphy: That's a great job, Counselor. How'd you pull it off?

Michael: Katherine's ring, plus the sworn statements we obtained linking it back to her, that convinced the judge to order the test.

Kay: Well, uh, I know, but what--what does it involve? Does someone draw blood or...

Amber: No, not even.

Michael: A technician's on his way to swab your cheek.

Murphy: It's that simple?

Kay: Well, wonders of modern science.

Michael: A swab will be taken from Jill, as well, so your D.N.A. can be compared.

Amber: Yeah. And once she sees that you're mother and daughter, she will stop fighting you and you will have your life back.

Kay: Mm. And, my dear, when that day comes, I am going to be black and blue from pinching myself! Oh, Amber, Amber, Amber.

Jill: I don't care what the judge says. I'm not submitting to any test. Why? Because the woman's a fraud, that's why. If she has Katherine’s ring, it's because she stole it. She didn't get away with this scam 20 years ago, she's not getting away with it now.

Lauren: Yeah. I got the latest issue of "Restless Style," and you look awesome.

Daniel: Thank you.

Lauren: Yeah, I especially like the one, you know, with your-- and the leather jacket.

Daniel: Yeah.

Lauren: Do you have any idea where the stylist got that?

Daniel: Uh, it was mine. I brought it from home. You know, Mom cleared it.

Lauren: Oh, that's too bad. I thought it was an original. I wanted to carry it in the store.

Daniel: It is an original. It's--it's one of Amber's originals.

Lauren: Really?

Roger: I had a dream last night about our wedding. You were walking toward me in an ethereal white dress, looking just like an angel.

Esther: Oh, you are the most romantic man.

Roger: I'm a man who goes after what he wants. And right now, that's you.

Esther: What's this?

Roger: Look inside and see.

Esther: Plane tickets?

Roger: To Las Vegas. Look at the date.

Esther: Oh! Oh, my gosh! It's tomorrow!

Roger: I can't think of a better way to spend Valentine’s Day than to marry my own little valentine. That's you, Baby.

Esther: Oh, Roger! You want to elope?

Roger: Look, I know your family's not crazy about me. I don't want anything to spoil our day, Esther. Please? Please. Tell me you'll do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Roger Wilkes tomorrow.

Kay: When will we know the results?

Man: Should be within 24 hours.

Michael: Well, thanks so much.

Amber: You know, we have to leave soon for your P.E.T. scan.

Kay: Oh, joy.

Murphy: Why you so nervous?

Kay: I, uh, part of me has this feeling that, uh, one medical test gives me back my life, and then the second test could just take it away forever.

Michael: Oh, my God, and they say I'm pessimistic.

Kay: But you see my point, don't you? I mean, come on. What good will it do me to be Katherine Chancellor if I can't remember who that is?

Amber: Um, excuse me, are you a doctor? Have you already diagnosed yourself?

Kay: Amber, I, um... just afraid of hearing those dreadful words-- Alzheimer’s, dementia.

Murphy: Look, Katherine, you don't have to worry about things before you need to. We'll get the test and go from there.

Amber: Mm-hmm. Murphy and I will be with you the whole time.

Kay: I don't know, how did I get so lucky to have such wonderful friends?

Murphy: Are you kidding? We're the lucky ones.

Amber: Mm-hmm.

(Cell phone ringing)

Michael: Excuse me. Uh, hello, Phyllis, uh, this is really not a good time.

Phyllis: I-I need to see you. It's urgent.

Michael: Uh, look, I am in the middle of at least half a dozen cases that require my full attention at this very--

Phyllis: Listen, if our friendship ever meant anything to you...

Michael: All right, um, I'm a ways out of town, but I need to be back shortly. Can you meet me at my place?

Phyllis: Yeah, will we be alone?

Michael: We should be.

Phyllis: Okay, I'll see you there.

Michael: All right.

Jack: You barely touched your wine. Would you prefer some tea?

Sharon: Uh, you know, I-I think I have to go and run some errands.

Jack: I'd rather you stay and talk.

Sharon: I'm not falling apart, Jack.

Jack: So maybe I am. Hey, seriously, you cannot blame me for being concerned about you. No one would be okay having been through what you've been through.

Sharon: I wish you'd stop saying that.

Jack: And then you go back to that hotel suite, alone. We're still friends, right?

Sharon: I like to think so.

Jack: Well, as a friend, I want to tell you right now, if you need to unload, I'm your guy. 24/7, no strings attached, okay?

Sharon: I think that it is sweet that you're concerned about me, but I really am fine.

Jack: How about I be the judge of that? Seems to me you would be stressed to the max right now.

Sharon: I am not, but I'm going to be if you don't just drop this. So can we change the subject?

Jack: Okay, okay.

(Doorbell rings)

Jack: Um, stay put, I'll get that.

Jack: Hello.

Wallace: Detective Wallace, Genoa City P.D. You Jack Abbott?

Jack: I am.

Wallace: I have some questions about Brad Carlton. Is--is now a good time?

(Door closes)

Esther: Oh! Oh, my gosh! What a day I've have!

Jill: Not now, Esther. I need you to call the electrician and confirm what time he's coming tomorrow so you can be here to let him in.

Esther: Oh, you'll have to call yourself and reschedule. I'm busy tomorrow.

Jill: Why, what are you doing?

Esther: Flying to Las Vegas. Roger and I are eloping! On Valentine’s Day! Isn't that the most romantic thing you've ever heard?

Jill: You're marrying a virtual stranger, Esther. God, even you can't be that stupid.

Esther: You know, Jill, you can be as rude and nasty as you want, but when I'm this happy, it just rolls right off.

Jill: Where do I even start with you? Esther, you barely know this person, okay? The one time I met him here, I nearly went deaf from the sound of cash register bells going off in his head.

Esther: Roger loves me. He could care less about money.

Jill: Okay, here's an experiment, hmm? You tell him that in honor of the wedding, you've decided to give your entire fortune to charity. Then get out your stopwatch and see how fast he disappears.

Esther: You know, Jill, I think you're being this cynical because it has been so long since you've had a man in your life. But I have this man who's wonderful and dear, and he wants to build a future with me and I've accepted. By this time tomorrow, I'll be Mrs. Roger Wilkes.

Lauren: So do you think that Amber would be interested in selling the jacket at my store?

Daniel: Yeah, you mean, like having it mass-produced? Yeah.

Lauren: Well, I was thinking more of putting the jacket on display and maybe blowing up a picture of you next to it? Seeing what the clients think. And if I take orders, I cut a deal with Amber to make more.

Daniel: Yeah, I-I think that Amber would jump all over that.

Lauren: Great. Great. Well, why don't you have her call me and we'll iron out the details.

Nick: What's up?

Daniel: Hey.

Lauren: Hey, Nick. We were just talking about the latest issue of "Restless Style." I really love it.

Nick: Yeah, it's been a big hit.

Daniel: Hey, uh, how's Noah doing?

Nick: Oh, he's-- he's good now. He's very lucky.

Daniel: Yeah, tell me about it. Amber and I-- we were freaked out when we heard what happened that night.

Nick: It was a scary night.

Daniel: I should probably go see him, huh?

Nick: Yeah, he'd like that, Daniel. Now if you'll excuse us, I need to borrow Lauren. There's something I need to speak to her about in private.

Jack: This isn't a criminal investigation?

Wallace: No. No. We're just trying to provide the family with as much detail as possible. There's been some confusion about Mr. Carlton's movements the night he died. For instance, what was he doing at the lake the night your son had his accident?

Jack: How can I help you, Detective?

Wallace: Well, we found this map in Mr. Carlton's car. Directions to a cabin I believe you own.

Jack: Yes, that's our cabin. It's been in our family for a number of years.

Wallace: Well, can you shed any light on why Mr. Carlton was on his way up there? I mean, was he borrowing the place?

Jack: No, not to my knowledge.

Wallace: Well, he must've needed your permission. A key?

Jack: Uh, yeah.

Sharon: Um, I-I was the one who borrowed the cabin, Detective. And Brad came up there that night to see me.

Jack: My wife isn't feeling well right now. Can we maybe do this at another time?

Sharon: No, I really don't mind any questions you have. I would be happy to answer them as best I can. Brad was a really dear friend to me and anything I can do to put his daughters' minds at ease.

Michael: Hey.

Phyllis: Hey. Um... uh, Summer is with Estella right now. She has an appointment, uh, so I-I can't-- I can't stay too long.

Michael: Yeah, well, I'm a bit backed up myself today. So what's the big crisis that couldn't wait?

Phyllis: Oh, you know, I, um... just...

Michael: All right, all right, come on.

Phyllis: Have...

Michael: Come on, come on. Look, you know what? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so impatient. Just tell me.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Michael: What? What? It can't be that bad.

Phyllis: I'm going out of my mind, Michael. I'm going out of my mind and you're the only one I can trust.

Michael: All right, just talk to me. What is it? Sweetie?

Phyllis: Nick slept with Sharon.

Murphy: Look, all this worrying-- it's not good for you. It might even be a relief, having an answer.

Kay: I know it's irrational, Murphy. But somehow, I-I think... if I don't know what is going on and what's causing these memory lapses, there's still a chance it could be nothing major. Because once that neurologist looks at the P.E.T. scan and he gives me a diagnosis, there's no going back. No. Everything will change. Everything. Everything will change.

Murphy: No, no, no, not everything, Katherine. Look, no matter what the results are, I'm gonna be sticking with you.

Amber: So once the doctors go over the P.E.T. scan, they'll be able to rule out Alzheimer’s. Or not.

Daniel: Hey, hey...

Amber: No, I can't help it, Daniel. You know, if something serious is going wrong in Mrs. C.'s brain, and if her mind keeps deteriorating--

Daniel: Okay, okay, you know what? You gotta stop focusing on the negative right now. I mean, we don't have the test results back, right? And anyway, in the meantime, I kinda heard some cool news. But I mean, if you don't wanna hear it...

Amber: I could use the distraction.

Daniel: Okay, well, I ran into Lauren. And she was asking me about the jacket that I wore on the cover of "Restless Style." It sounded like she was kind of interested in marketing it at Fenmore's.

Amber: The one that I designed?

Daniel: Mm-hmm.

Amber: Wait a second, Daniel, are you--are you serious?

Daniel: Look, I mean, if you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself.

Amber: Oh, my God!

Daniel: Mm-hmm.

Amber: Really?

Daniel: Yes.

Lauren: It could be Eden's bottle.

Nick: Have you or Michael noticed and alcohol missing from your bar?

Lauren: Well, I haven't, and Michael hasn't said anything.

Nick: Well, maybe you should keep a closer eye on things.

Lauren: Has it ever occurred to you that maybe this was Noah's idea?

Nick: No way, not after what happened with Cassie.

Lauren: Even so, it's not inconceivable that he would experiment with alcohol. I mean, it's pretty typical behavior for kids his age.

Nick: For certain kids.

Lauren: Meaning Eden.

Nick: And Noah went along with it. My son seems unable to say no where she is concerned.

Lauren: Nick, you may not wanna hear this, but he's crazy about her. Come on! We've all done things in the name of love that we shouldn't have. We act impulsively. We've done things we shouldn't do. I mean, it seems like a great idea at the time, and it isn't till after that we take all those ramifications into account.

Nick: Okay. Sharon and I will deal with Noah. You can handle Eden, obviously, any way you want. But because of this drinking situation, I do not want those kids anywhere near each other. Period.

Michael: Are you sure that Nicholas is cheating?

Phyllis: Oh, yeah.

Michael: Or are you just speculating?

Phyllis: Uh, well, I don't know if he's cheating. I mean, he slept with Sharon, but... you know, he went up to the cabin to tell Sharon about Noah, and, um, they got snowed in, very conveniently. When he came home, I asked him point blank, did you sleep with Sharon?

Michael: And?

Phyllis: He had the decency not to lie to me.

Michael: Oh. Wow.

Phyllis: You wanna hear the best part, though? He said that, uh, he's in love with both of us. Me and Sharon-- he's in love with both of us. Isn't that great? I'm in such great company.

Michael: Right after you beat him to a pulp, what did you say?

Phyllis: I said I wanna save this marriage, and I-I also said, please don't leave.

Michael: Whoa, whoa, wait a minute, that's it? That's it? You stayed that calm? That's all you said?

Phyllis: You know what? This is, um, this is my greatest fear realized. I've had a lot of time to think about what I would do.

Michael: No, you have to understand me. Nicholas is acting like a jackass. He's acting like an absolute jackass, Phyllis!

Phyllis: No, no, no, but see, listen, listen to me. If I would've acted like that, and I would've thrown dishes at him and called him names, I would've lost. I would, yet again, be the crazy one. And Sharon, as pure as the driven snow, would be the sane one. And everybody would have sympathy for her. I'm not doing that. I am holding onto my marriage. So if I wanna keep this marriage, I have to be sane, I have to be rational and I have to be smart.

Michael: For how long, Phyllis? Look how devastated you were when you first walked in here. Do you honestly think that you can keep up this charade without your head blowing up?

Wallace: That gives me a pretty good picture of the night in question. Ironic, though. Mr. Carlton drove up all that way to see you, and then wound up saving your son's life.

Jack: Detective, I think that's enough questions for now.

Wallace: I think I have everything I need. Thank you very much, Mrs. Abbott.

Sharon: Um, it was no problem.

Wallace: I am curious about one thing. The weather that night was--was brutal. I'm surprised Mr. Carlton, your friend, wouldn't have just stayed the night, rather than try to drive back on those icy roads.

Sharon: Um, I don't--

Jack: Mr. Carlton was due to meet his two daughters for dinner at the Athletic Club. I'm sure he didn't want to disappoint them.

Wallace: It couldn't have been easy, sending him on his way with a blizzard coming. But... I guess if he'd have stayed, he wouldn't have been where he needed to be to save Noah.

Sharon: Believe me, there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about that.

Jack: On behalf of my two nieces, Detective, thank you for your thoroughness.

Wallace: I felt it was the least I could do.

Wallace: Thank you.

Sharon: Jack, I think I need to get going. I'm gonna come back around 6:00.

Jack: It's okay to feel bad about what happened. It's okay to show it. Especially to me.

Phyllis: I-I--maybe I can't pull this off, I don't know. I have to try. I mean, look what I'm up against. I'm up against Sharon, the voice of reason, Sharon. I mean, never mind that she's a head case. But me, you know, I'm hell on wheels, right? Everybody knows that about me. I mean, if you were Nick, who would you gravitate toward?

Michael: Well... there is a certain advantage to being the incumbent. Whereas, someone who's trying to be someone other than themselves, even if they're successful, could backfire. You may well end up resenting the man you're after.

Phyllis: I have to take that chance, right? I have to think long term. I mean, does it kill me... does it kill me that Nick is still in love with Sharon? Michael, I have a little girl. And I have to keep my marriage together. I mean, I have to do that.

Michael: Listen to me, are you still in love with him?

Phyllis: Oh, yeah.

Michael: Mm.

Phyllis: Yes. So I guess if I have to bite my tongue a few million times, its okay. Right?

Michael: What then? After Nick wisely chooses you, and all this is behind you, what then? Do you just go back to being Phyllis as usual?

Phyllis: Phyllis as usual? I don't know. I don't know. But I will tell you this, I will never, ever let that woman that close to my husband again.

Esther: Okay, now wait a minute. So--so this woman who's claiming to be Mrs. Chancellor, now she's trying to prove that you are mother and daughter?

Jill: Oh, my God, this whole thing is just preposterous! Why this lunatic waitress would think for one minute she could get away with this!

Esther: Well, obviously, she can't, so why not give them D.N.A. sample so that you can prove once and for all that she's a fraud?

Man: If you refuse to obey the judge's order, I'll have you arrested for contempt.

Jill: Tell his honor I pass.

Esther: Can you do that?

Jill: Watch me.

Esther: Oh, come on, Jill, is it worth all the hassle? Sometimes, when you have no control over something, isn't it better just to surrender, so you can have peace of mind?

Murphy: You keep it up, I'm gonna need a new rug.

Kay: Oh, perhaps I should go for a walk.

Murphy: Fresh air, good idea.

(Telephone ringing)

Murphy: I'll get it. Hello? Uh, yes, Doctor, she's right here.

Kay: Katherine Chancellor here.

Kay: Thank you for telling me.

Kay: (Sobbing)

Amber: Oh, Lauren, you just made my whole year! Thanks! Oh, my God, Daniel! Lauren thinks my jacket could really take off! That means I-I'm gonna need seamstresses and--and rent-- renting extra sewing machines.

Daniel: Piece of cake.

Amber: Oh, my God, Daniel, this could be my big break!

(Cell phone ringing)

Amber: It's Murphy's number. It's probably Mrs. C. calling.

Daniel: You gonna answer it?

Amber: Hey, Mrs. C., you got good news for me?

Kay: Oh, yes, Sweetheart! Yes, I do! It is the best news possible!

Amber: Are--are you saying that it--it isn't--

Kay: I am saying the doctors and the neurologist and the radiologist both agree, it is definitely not Alzheimer’s or dementia!

Amber: Oh, my gosh! That is so amazing! She's okay! She's gonna be okay!

Daniel: Oh! Congratulations!

Amber: Oh, Daniel's here with me. We're both really happy for you.

Daniel: Way to go, Mrs. C.

Amber: Oh, what a relief, huh?

Kay: Oh, you're telling me.

Amber: Oh, well, so if it's not the big two, then...

Kay: Well, I mean, the doctors still don't know what's causing all the memory lapses, but it certainly has eliminated the--the two most frightening ones.

Amber: Well, you know what? Just give 'em some time. They'll figure it out. Thank you so much for calling me.

Kay: Oh, thank you. Thank you for caring, Sweetheart.

Amber: I love you, Mrs. C.

Kay: I love you, too, Amber, I really do. Bye-bye, Sweetheart.

Murphy: Amber happy?

Kay: Oh, ecstatic!

Murphy: Oh, my, oh, my, oh, my... look at those eyes sparkle. How long has it been?

Kay: Oh, God, Murphy, you have no idea. It's like this--this giant weight has been lifted. Oh, Murph! Murph! Murph! Murph!

Murphy: (Chuckles)

Jack: It's me. I know you. You gotta be tied up in knots inside. And not just because of Brad, but because Noah's accident reminded you of Cassie's.

Sharon: Jack, stop it! I am fine, okay? Why can't you just leave it alone?!

Jack: Okay.

Sharon: I don't mean to snap at you, but why do you have to run this into the ground? I can't think about how I wished Brad to stay, because that would mean that Noah might've died. And I can't think about how grateful I am that he didn't, because that makes me think about Brad out there in the icy water by himself, all alone. And the fact that I'm never gonna see him again. And that goes round and round in my head and that is what I can't stand!

Jack: Okay, I understand. I do.

(Cell phone ringing)

Sharon: Hi.

Nick: Hey, hope I'm not bugging you.

Sharon: No, you're not bugging me. Um, what's up?

Nick: We need to do, uh, talk about Noah.

Sharon: Is he okay?

Nick: No, he's--he's fine.

Sharon: Oh, thank God.

Nick: Well, we need to get together. I don't wanna do this over the phone.

Sharon: Okay, yeah, I'm--I'm available. Just tell me, you know, when and where.

Nick: Well, I'll have to get back to you on that.

Sharon: All right, well, let me know what time and it's fine with me.

Nick: Okay. How are you doing? Are you all right?

Sharon: Why does everyone keep asking me that as if I'm going to melt into a puddle!

Nick: Sure. Okay. Uh, well, then we'll just plan on tomorrow then, okay?

Sharon: All right, I'll see you then.

Jack: I really wish you wouldn't leave.

Sharon: Jack, I really appreciate how sweet you've been--

Jack: What I mean is, this was your home for a very long time. How about this, how about I promise to stay out of your way. You can take any of the bedrooms that you want. Come and go as you please. You need to talk, I'm here. You don't wanna talk, that's fine. No strings attached. No expectations. No hovering. Please stay.

Kay: If I had thought this morning when I woke up that I would have this much to celebrate...

Murphy: Oh, hey, why don't I run down to the store and get that sparkling cider you love so much?

Kay: Oh, no, not a chance. I mean, don't even think about it.

Murphy: I'm very happy for you, Katherine.

Kay: Oh, be happy for both of us. We're in this together.

Kay: Remember?

Murphy: Yeah.

Man: You'll be notified the results within 24 hours.

Jill: Yeah, whatever.

Esther: I know that you're mad that you had to submit to this, but could it be possible?

Jill: Could what be possible? Oh, for heaven's sake! Don't be ridiculous! Katherine is dead. She's not coming back. The only reason I gave 'em a sample is to shut this criminal down once and for all.

(Cell phone ringing)

Roger: I was wondering when I was gonna hear from you.

Clint: Everything set with you and the heiress?

Roger: Affirmative. Fly to Vegas tomorrow. Thought I'd spring for the ultra-deluxe ceremony.

Clint: And is Elvis officiating?

Roger: And Liberace.

Clint: Perfect. Just be sure by this time next week, we have a full inventory of the Chancellor antiques, Esther's bank accounts, and I want the exact wording on the house title.

Roger: Clint, have I ever let you down?

Clint: Don't let there be a first time.

Roger: Not to worry. I'll find out what my bride is worth down to the penny. Looks like the gravy train's about to pull into the station.

Michael: All right, fine, you know what? Eden probably brought the liquor. But for Nick to automatically assume she did reeks.

Lauren: This a serious issue and I totally get that. And--and they are way underage to be drinking. But I mean, talk about overreacting, to put a total ban on their friendship?

Michael: Well, maybe he's got his mind on other things. Maybe he's bent out of joint about something.

Lauren: Yeah, well, whatever it is, he's not gonna let this slide. He was adamant. There is no contact between Noah and Eden.

Michael: Hmm. Well, just because Nicholas Newman wants something, doesn't mean he gets it that way.

Phyllis: Hey.

Nick: Hey. I didn't know you were leaving. I just told Estella she could take off.

Phyllis: Uh, I had an errand to run. So did you get a hold of Michael or Lauren?

Nick: Uh, I cornered Lauren at Crimson Lights.

Phyllis: Okay. Did you talk to her about the kids drinking?

Nick: Yeah, she said they were just two kids in love and this kinda stuff is gonna happen. You know, I know that Michael and Lauren are our friends, but their attitude is really starting to annoy me.

Phyllis: Oh, wow. She was a little more permissive, huh?

Nick: Yeah, a lot more.

Phyllis: I'm sorry that she acted that way. I know you were upset.

Nick: Well, she didn't have much to say when I insisted that Noah and Eden stay apart. So that makes me think it's gonna be up to us, you know, you, me and Sharon.

Phyllis: Oh, okay. Well, I'll do whatever you want me to do.

Nick: Well, I'm glad you feel like that. 'Cause I called Sharon and asked to meet with her tomorrow to talk about this.

Phyllis: Okay. Well, thanks for letting me know.

Nick: I wanted to be completely aboveboard. So if you'd like to be there, I would really like you there.

Phyllis: Thanks. I don't have to be there. I really don’t. I mean, if Sharon and you want to talk about this privately with your son, that's fine. I mean, the most important thing to me is Noah's well-being.

Nick: Thank you for being so understanding.

Sharon: That's a really nice offer, Jack, but... this isn't our home anymore.

Jack: I just hate the idea of you sitting alone in some impersonal hotel suite. Particularly, since I'm to blame for you being without a home right now.

Sharon: Well, don't feel too guilty about me and Noah, okay? I don't blame you for anything. Not anymore. And we're not your responsibility.

Jack: I'm not looking for you to be my responsibility. I wanna be your friend. I wanna come through for you. Be someone you can lean on. That's a standing offer, okay? When you feel like you're up against it and you need to talk to someone, I'm your guy. 24/7. No questions asked. Okay?

Sharon: Okay. I'm gonna go.

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Noah: You're mad at me for lying and sneaking around when you're doing the same thing.

Jill: What's your decision? Katherine? Or this louse?

Esther: When do we leave?

Chloe: I think you have feelings for me. Don't you?

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