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Sharon: What are you doing?

Nick: Uh... I'm--I'm sorry. It's just when I... when I see you like this, I...

Sharon: Oh. Well, I guess I-I shouldn't have answered the door in my robe.

Nick: No, I mean, when I see you, uh... hurting. I mean, I know it just makes it worse. I'm sorry.

Sharon: No, hey, don't apologize. Look, I-I practically threw myself on you, didn't I? Um... you don't want Phyllis to find out you're here, do you? Well, do you?

Nick: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[Nick leaves]

Sharon: Hey, it's me. Could you come over? I really don't wanna be alone right now.

Chloe: Who was that?

Billy: A friend.

Chloe: Aren't they all?

Billy: Can I help it if I'm popular?

Chloe: Guess what, Billy? You're not in high school anymore. Nor are you a frat boy. You have a family now. You made a commitment.

Billy: Yeah, to Delia, not to you.

Chloe: Sorry, Billy, but it's an all or nothing deal.

Michael: Amber promised she'd let this whole "Find Katherine" thing go.

Jana: Well, she didn’t. She's obsessed.

Daniel: Kevin, too. I mean, he lied to Jana.

Jana: Oh, God. He told me he was going to run some errands, and then he had this new brainstorm to track that... woman.

Michael: And you know this, because?

Jana: Well, he left a voice mail for Amber, and then she went chasing after him. And now neither of us have heard from them for hours.

Daniel: That wouldn't be such a big deal if it wasn't for this Clint guy.

Michael: The con artist?

Daniel: Well, apparently, he's a lot more than that. I mean, my Aunt Gina said that the guy's a psychopath. And I don't know, he's involved in this whole scam.

Michael: This is what I don't understand-- both Kevin and Amber know that this is a scam. The D.N.A. test proved that.

Daniel: Well, she and Kevin are a thousand percent sure that Mrs. C. is alive.

Esther: (Coughing) (Panting)

Esther: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Mrs.--Mrs. C.? Mrs. C.? Where are you? Oh. Where--oh, my God. Mrs. C.? Where is everyone? Amber? Oh, my God! Amber! Ugh. Oh, no. Gloria! Gloria! Gloria! Oh! Mrs. C.? Mrs. C.? Oh, please! Please, Mrs. C., wake up. Wake up! Please! Don't die.

Phyllis: So... wait until Summer hears that she's gonna have an aunt or an uncle.

Nick: Yeah, I think we can hold off on that announcement for a while.

Phyllis: Well, your father seemed excited. He may have it sky-written all over Genoa City.

Nick: It's kinda crazy how things have changed. I mean, a few months ago, Dad didn't want anything to do with his family. It's like he didn't even wanna live.

Phyllis: Well, he seemed genuinely happy. Too bad you didn't see his face when he made the announcement. It was really sweet.

Nick: If you're wondering where I was--

Phyllis: I'm not. Honestly, I don't wanna hear you say it.

Nick: Sharon was upset. I went to check on her. She heard us talking in the lobby.

Phyllis: Oh, that's too bad. And you were--you were worried about how she felt? I don't wanna hear you say it.

Nick: Look, if--if we're gonna rebuild this trust, you have got to--

Phyllis: We already did. In the lobby you told me that I was the one you wanted. And you said, "No more" regarding Sharon. That's what you said. Was that a lie?

Nick: Of course it wasn’t.

Phyllis: Okay. Then this conversation is over. I trust you. I'm taking a shower.

Sharon: A glass of wine for you? Bottle's already open.

Jack: Sure. Rough night?

Sharon: Uh... the usual. You know... me, a blithering mess, completely unable to get my act together. Stop me if you've heard this story before.

Jack: Something must've happened, for you call in the reinforcements. This is when you usually tell me you're just fine.

Sharon: Not that you ever believe me.

Jack: Hey... talk to me. Tell me what's going on.

Sharon: Something's wrong with me, Jack. Something's wrong with me. I think I'm losing it.

Jack: Hey. Hey.

Billy: Here. Raise your blood sugar.

Chloe: Oh, shut up.

Billy: You knew what you were getting.

Chloe: Yes, so did you. Look, this is me, okay? Not one of your bimbos. I'm not asking you for affection or romance.

Billy: Good.

Chloe: Or anything like that. I know that you save that for the women that you haven't slept with yet. I'm asking for a little respect. So don't go punish me for the next 18 years or whatever it's gonna be because you've lost your freedom.

Billy: Okay.

Jill: Oh. I didn't expect to find you two up so late. With the baby? Billy!

Billy: It's not my fault. Delia insisted.

Chloe: Yeah, she couldn't sleep.

Billy: That's 'cause it's too quiet. She likes to be where the action is, just like her daddy. And it's best not to fight it.

Daniel: Hey, uh, Chloe, sorry to interrupt. Have you talked to Amber, like, recently?

Chloe: No. No. Why? Is everything okay?

Daniel: Uh, yeah. I'm sure she'll be here soon.

Chloe: Was she supposed to meet you or something?

(Cell phone ringing)

Jill: Hello?

Esther: It's Esther.

Jill: Esther? The deadbeat grandmother. Nice of you to check in. What, are those sirens?

Esther: There was an explosion.

Jill: What?!

Esther: Come to the hospital.

Jill: An explo-- are you all right?

Esther: I'm fine. Just meet me there, please.

Chloe: What happened?

Jill: Some kind of explosion.

Billy: Whoa, wait, what?

Chloe: What do you mean? Is she at the hospital?

Jill: Uh, we shouldn't take the baby.

Chloe: Okay, okay.

Billy: Uh, Mrs. Martinez.

Chloe: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Gloria: Help! Help! Oh, God! Please! Oh, it hurts so bad! Oh, God! But it's worth it, if I help save Katherine Chancellor's life! She's alive, isn't she? Huh? She's alive?

Amber: She'll be okay. She has to be okay.

Man: Head injury, non-responsive.

Amber: Mrs. C., you stay strong, okay? You have fought so hard and everyone's gonna know it's really you, okay? You're gonna be home soon.

Woman: Here.

Amber: Don't give up.

Esther: We love you, Mrs. C.

Amber: You're gonna be okay.

Esther: Hang in there!

Gloria: Hey, don't you think I need to be seeing a doctor pretty soon?

Woman: Sit tight, Ma'am. It's a busy night.

Gloria: Mindy? Mindy, hi, it's--its Gloria Bardwell. Yeah, yeah, I know. You've been trying to reach me, but you know, my lawyer didn't want me doing any interviews. But now that the trial's over, I'm free to give you an exclusive. You know that terrible explosion up at Hidden Lakes Motel? I was there. I helped save Katherine Chancellor's life. Oh, no, no, no. No, she's not dead. She's alive. Thanks to me.

Chloe: Mom? Mom?

Esther: Oh, Katie! Oh, Katie! My Katie!

Chloe: Are you okay? Are you okay?

Esther: I'm fine, Honey. I'm just a little shaky. It's just starting to hit me. You know, I wasn't on my honeymoon. I would've never left you and the baby, never.

Chloe: Mom, I know. Shh. Slow down.

Billy: We still don't know what happened. Mom said there was an accident?

Esther: It was no accident.

Jill: Esther! Are you all right?

Esther: Oh, Jill!

Jill: What on earth have you gotten yourself into now?

Esther: Oh, you were so right about Roger. He's just a horrible man! But you are so wrong about Marge. She's not Marge. She's Mrs. C.! Your mother is alive, Jill!

Daniel: Hey, what the hell happened to you? I've been so worried.

Amber: Um, I'm-- I'm all right. Um, will you just come down to the hospital, and bring Kevin with you, okay?

Daniel: What do you mean, he's not with you?

Amber: No.

Daniel: Well, he's not here. He never came back.

Roger: Where we headed, Clint?

Clint: You'll know when we get there.

Kevin: Can we take a boat? You know, I love boats.

Clint: So help me, Annie, if you don't get that kid to shut up-- why is he acting like a 6-year-old?

Annie: It's the drugs talking.

Roger: We should've left him in the trunk.

Annie: He needed food and air.

Roger: Thank you, thank you, Florence Nightingale.

Kevin: (Imitating airplane) (Imitating explosion) Boop. You want a bite? No? Well, okay.

Clint: Damn!

Roger: What?

Clint: News report from the bomb. No fatalities.

Annie: Ew. That means they can I.D. us. And now we're taking a hostage across state lines.

Clint: That's no hostage. That's the mastermind behind the whole plot.

Kevin: (Snorts)

Jack: Better?

Sharon: Mm. Much.

Jack: Let me take you away somewhere. You need rest. Real rest.

Sharon: I already tried that, remember?

Jack: Nick followed you. Wait, is that what happened tonight? Is Nick still playing that game with you?

Sharon: Nope. No game. He's married. Him and Phyllis-- happily married. Committed. If there's anyone who's the bad guy in all this, I guess it's--

Jack: No, don't even say that. Don’t. Why are you being so hard on yourself? If you knew someone who had been through one of the things you've been through lately-- a marriage falling apart, the lost of a-a close friend, near-death of a child. Would you be this tough on her?

Sharon: Yeah, you know what? I guess I would, if she handled it poorly.

Jack: No, you'd be kind and compassionate and understanding.

Sharon: You don't know how bad it's gotten. And I don't wanna tell you, because I don't wanna lose the last friend I have.

Jack: That will never happen in your lifetime.

Sharon: How did this happen to me?

Jack: God, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.

Sharon: Me, too.

Sharon: You're so good to me, Jack. You're so good to me.

Jack: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. As much as I want this, I don't think this is what you need right now.

Sharon: Yes, it is. Don't say no to me, okay? Don't say no to me.

Jack: Wait, Sharon--Sharon.

Sharon: Don't say no to me, Jack.

Pearl: Why don't you let me get you me food?

Murphy: No thanks, Pearl. I'm not hungry.

Pearl: Can't let you waste away. I'd never hear the end of it from Marge. Uh, Katherine. Oh, whoever. Oh, I miss her, too, Murph.

Joe: Get a load of this.

Man: No one has claimed responsibility for the blast, and it's unclear what the motive may have been. An unconfirmed reported identifies one victim as Marge Catrooke.

Pearl: A bomb?!

Murphy: Marge?

Joe: Yeah, some motel on Route 519.

Man: Miss Catrooke once posed as the late Katherine Chancellor. The motive was purportedly extortion. No word yet on her condition. In traffic news, there's a huge pile-up...

Murphy: Where'd they take the victims?

Joe: Uh, Memorial Hospital.

Murphy: You coming?

Joe: Yeah.

Joe: I'll be back.

Gloria: So ironic, the media. Nobody here, of course. It made me out to be a stone cold killer. But I'm not. And I'm here, along with Katherine Chancellor. I'm the reason she's alive today. Oh, no, no, no, it really is her. I mean, I think I know Katherine Chancellor when I see her. I mean, after all, we're the best of friends.

Wallace: One of the kidnappers was your husband?

Esther: Well, not legally. He was a bigamist and a con artist. He wanted me to sell my half of the house to Jill and then give him the money.

Chloe: Oh, Mom.

Esther: And then, when Clint realized that Mrs. C. was really Mrs. C.--

Jill: It's another one of their scams.

Esther: It wasn't a scam! If you'd only paid the ransom when I begged you, none of this would've happened!

Chloe: There aren't enough doctors in this place.

Billy: Hey, hey.

Chloe: I think we should get her a sedative.

Billy: Yes, I'm on it. Okay.

Chloe: I'm sorry. I think that you're gonna need to do this another time.

Wallace: Yeah, I think I have enough to go on. I'm sorry for what you've been through.

Esther: I wanna find out what's going on... with Mrs. Chancellor.

Chloe: Okay, okay. Let's--let's go find a nurse and we'll talk to them.

Jill: Amber?

Amber: You know what? If you're gonna-- you know what? No. I-I've been through enough tonight, okay? I'm not gonna let you put me--

Jill: Stop, okay? I just wanted to tell you that it says a lot about how much you loved my mother, that you were willing to risk your life. And I know she appreciates it, wherever she is. Okay?

Daniel: Amber, God, you had me scared to death!

Amber: Oh, yeah, me, too.

Gloria: Michael! Michael!

Michael: What are you doing in a wheelchair?

Amber: Oh, she's fine.

Gloria: I must've been thrown 30 feet or more.

Michael: Oh, you were there when the bomb went off? Why?

Gloria: I followed her, to help Katherine.

Amber: More like suck up to Katherine.

Jana: What about Kevin? Did you see him?

Gloria: Kevin?

Jana: He went-- that's why you went to the motel, right? You were following Kevin.

Michael: Why does it not surprise me that Kevin's involved in this?

Amber: Yeah, but I didn't see him there, though.

Gloria: Then he must've left. So he's fine.

Jana: Well, then why hasn't he come home? Or phoned? Where is he?

Amber: Voice mail again?

Daniel: Yeah, let's go.

Gloria: Michael, where are you going?

Michael: Uh, out to the motel, ask around, see if anyone saw Kevin earlier.

Jana: I'm coming with you.

Michael: No, look, Jana, uh, you stay here, all right? Because if Kevin hears about the explosion on the news, this is where he's gonna come, right?

Amber: Yeah, and they'll call if they find anything.

Daniel: Yeah.

Amber: Yeah.

Daniel: Yeah.

Michael: It's all right. All right.

Gloria: Michael! You bring him home.

Michael: Yeah. Yeah. Come on, let's go.

Gloria: Kevin's smart. He's got good instincts. He'll get himself out of this.

Amber: He's probably at the coffee shop right now.

Jana: Nope, we left a note. He would've phoned.

Amber: Well, maybe he fell asleep in his car, huh? I mean, maybe he just... pulled over for a little nap. I mean, wouldn't it be funny if he just kinda slept through the whole thing?

Jana: God, I could’ve stopped him. I should've known what he'd do. This stupid obsession that he's got--

Amber: But he was right, though. You know, if it wasn't for him, then I wouldn't have gone to the motel. And--and we wouldn't have been able to save Mrs. C.

Jana: She's not bloody Mrs. C.

Man: Decided to join us, have you? Do you know where you are?

Kay: Hospital?

Man: That's right.

Kay: Who are you?

Dr. Gannon: I'm Dr. Gannon. Can you tell me your name?

Kay: Don't you know? I'm Katherine Chancellor.

Dr. Gannon: Chancellor?

Kay: Yes. Chancellor. This has to be my daughter's doing, I suppose.

Dr. Gannon: Excuse me?

Kay: Jill. Mrs. Abbott. She had me put in here for observation.

Dr. Gannon: Uh, no.

Kay: Oh, Nikki? She's my dear friend. She's been very worried about "Senior moments" that I've been having.

Dr. Gannon: You don't remember the explosion?

Kay: Explosion?

Michael: This place...

Wallace: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Behind the tape, please.

Michael: Uh, Detective Wallace, we've met before. It's Michael Baldwin.

Wallace: Yeah, Counselor. How you doing, man?

Michael: Not good. Uh, I'm trying to find my brother. Last we heard, he was headed this way.

Wallace: Okay, well, we've had a lot of looky-loos.

Daniel: No, no, no, no, he was on his way here before the explosion.

Wallace: Oh, you're worried he was here when the bomb went off? No, definitely not.

Michael: You know that for sure?

Wallace: We've been over this place thoroughly. There's no human remains. If he was here before, he's not now. You can report him missing, if you want?

Daniel: Yeah, yeah, I think we should.

Wallace: All right.

Michael: Uh, yeah, uh, Kevin Fisher. F-I-s-h-e-r.

Wallace: Kevin Fisher is your brother?

Michael: You know Kevin.

Daniel: Yeah, when, uh, Amber freaked out about Mrs. C., he and, uh, Detective Wallace here had a little talk.

Wallace: Kevin and Amber weren't getting along too well.

Daniel: They're getting along fine now. She's actually really worried about him.

Wallace: All right. Well, if I hear anything, I'll let you know, okay?

Michael: Thank you.

Daniel: Thank you.

Michael: Okay... so... we know he isn't blown to bits.

Daniel: Yeah, thank God.

Michael: We still have no idea where he is or what he's doing. Probably something infuriating. Utterly ridiculous.

Sharon: Oh, Nick!

Jack: What did you just say?

Sharon: No, I... I... Jack, wait!

Nick: That was fun.

Phyllis: Yeah, that was fun. That was the longest shower I've ever taken.

Nick: Mm. Hey...

Phyllis: Yeah?

Nick: I love you.

Phyllis: I know.

Nick: I guess I better go put some clothes on.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah? Really? I hate it when that happens.

Sharon: Jack, I-I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry.

Jack: You know what? It's, uh, probably all for the best. This isn't what you need right now.

Sharon: But look, I-I hope that you don't think that I-- I mean, it wasn't my plan to-- to call you over here and rip your clothes off--

Jack: No, no, you just needed a friend and I'm just so irresistible. You gonna be all right?

Sharon: Yeah.

Jack: Call me tomorrow.

Sharon: Okay.

Amber: Is that some medical way of saying she's awake?

Dr. Gannon: Yes. And she seems to be doing very well.

Esther: Oh, thank you!

Michael: Can we see her?

Dr. Gannon: We're running a few more tests, and then she can have visitors. I must warn you, she's insisting that she's Katherine Chancellor.

Amber: Well, of course she is.

Esther: Yeah, because she is Katherine Chancellor.

Jill: Oh, for God's sake, you're still falling for that routine? Esther, you could've died!

Esther: Thank you, Doctor.

Amber: Yes, thank you a lot.

Jill: I suppose it's too much to ask for that bomb to have knocked some sense into you two.

Amber: Wait till she finds out the truth.

Esther: I know.

Jill: All right, that's it! That's it, okay? I'm very glad that you're both all right, physically, at least. Good night, Chloe. Good night, Sweetheart.

Billy: Good night, Mom.

Billy: Hey.

Chloe: Yeah?

Billy: She's okay.

Chloe: I know. I know she's okay, but if Amber hadn't shown up, I never would've seen my mother again. What?

Billy: Nothing. It's sweet. I just--

Chloe: You really think that I'm a monster, don't you?

Billy: No, Honey, I just never realized that you guys were super tight, that's all.

Chloe: Billy, she is my mother.

Billy: I know. And now you have someone who's gonna love you just as much. As long as Cane doesn't take her away from us.

Chloe: Yeah, well, if Cane tries, I'm gonna shred him into ribbons. What?

Billy: I'm just glad you're on my side, that's all.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Jana: Michael!

Gloria: Did you find him?

Michael: Not yet. But he was not killed in the explosion. They do know that for sure.

Jana: But we still don't know where he is.

Daniel: Well, Michael reported him missing. And we checked downstairs. There's no John Doe’s that were brought in tonight.

Gloria: We've been calling the house and the cell phone.

Jana: He wouldn't disappear like this. Not unless something was seriously wrong. What, you said this man Clint is--is some sort of a maniac.

Amber: Yeah, he really is. I mean, he wouldn't think twice about--

Jana: Murdering Kevin?

Michael: Hey, hey.

Jana: Is that what you were gonna say?

Michael: No, no, no, no, listen--listen to me, come here.

Jana: Is that what she meant?

Michael: No, Sweetie, it's Kevin. It's Kevin. He's the ultimate survivor. You've got to know he's fine. It's okay.

Nick: Half-dressed, half-not. I compromised.

Phyllis: You're a tease.

Nick: No, I'm hungry.

Phyllis: You just ate at the club.

Nick: I worked up an appetite.

Phyllis: Doing what?

Nick: Let me refuel, then I will show you. Again. Right now, I want pizza. I'm thinking Margarita or Greek.

Phyllis: Oh, Greek? With feta?

Nick: You feelin' that?

Phyllis: Yeah.

Nick: All right, I'll get a large then. What's the, uh, what's the number?

Phyllis: I don't know, I think you have to look online. That's how I got it before.

Nick: I have an idea, I'll go look it up online.

Phyllis: (Giggles)

(Cell phone ringing)

Phyllis: Hey, Nick?

Phyllis: You have got to be kidding me?

Sharon: Phyllis?

Phyllis: Sharon?

Sharon: Uh... I know this sounds crazy, but I was trying to call Jack.

Phyllis: Yeah, that does sound crazy.

Sharon: No, really, he--he left his jacket here.

Phyllis: You know, I am really... really getting tired of your mess. I really am. But you know, I think I have to thank you. Because whatever you said whatever you did to my husband tonight really lit a fire under him.

Sharon: I don't know what you're--

Phyllis: He was phenomenal. He was amazing. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the contrast. You know, I'm not staging nervous breakdowns every time he turns around. But that's what you do, and you do it so well. So keep doing it. 'Cause it works for you. Just not on my husband anymore. He's over it.

Jill: Please, I'm in no mood, Jack.

Jack: I'll bet. I heard Gloria on the radio. Her amazing, true story a, uh, single-handed rescue of the now alive Katherine.

Jill: What a hideous creature she is.

Jack: For once, we are in total agreement. Rather an odd sensation, wouldn't you say? Anyway, I wanted to offer my sympathy.

Jill: That's it? No pointed little barbs about how much I must hate going back to a big, empty house? And how much I'm missing my granddaughter?

Jack: Sorry to disappoint. I'm not up to it tonight.

Jill: Wanna join me? Jack, come on. It's a cup of coffee. Tomorrow we can go back to being mortal enemies.

Jack: Now who could turn down an invitation like that?

Esther: Oh, my God! I wish they would let us see her, already.

Billy: Do you really think she's Grandma?

Esther: Who would know better than me?

Billy: Ess, there was a D.N.A. test.

Esther: Billy, they make mistakes on those tests all the time. Look at Cane and the baby.

Billy: That test didn't prove Cane's paternity. It only over that he couldn't be ruled out as Delia’s father.

Esther: Oh, Delia! Oh, my gosh! I haven't even asked about her.

Chloe: Oh, no, no, Mom, she's fine. She's actually with Mrs. Martinez at Jack's house. I'm--I'm actually living there now.

Esther: You moved out? Oh, 'cause I wasn't home, you thought I left you.

Chloe: No, no, no, no, no, that's--that's not it. It's a really long story. I think we should maybe just talk about it later.

Esther: Well, what happened?

Chloe: Nothing.

Esther: Is something wrong?

Chloe: No, no, no, no. Everything is fine. Everything is fine.

Esther: I don't believe you.

Billy: Ess, she's telling the truth. Um, we moved in together. We're getting married and we're raising the child together.

Esther: You are?

Billy: Yep.

Esther: That's wonderful.

Billy: I think so.

Esther: No wonder you love him so much. Oh, there's Detective Wallace. I think I should go try to answer some of his questions.

Chloe: Mom, you're you sure?

Wallace: Excuse me?

Michael: Oh, Detective Wallace.

Wallace: Hey.

Jana: Do you know more about Kevin?

Wallace: I might.

Esther: I-I know, but-- oh, excuse me, Detective Wallace, I'll try to answer some of your questions now.

Wallace: Thank you. What can you tell me about this?

Clint: Our explosives expert.

Roger: So what's with the photograph we staged for the press? It hit the wires yet?

Clint: Oh, yeah.

Roger: Oh! Our boy's more famous than the Unabomber. You know, we probably shouldn't be seen with him, huh?

Clint: Good point. Okay, kiddo, chop-chop. Let's go, nap time.

Kevin: No, no, no, don't--don't--don't put me back in there.

Annie: Come on, guys, you know the kid's claustrophobic.

Clint: Come on, get in!

Kevin: No, no, no. Please, um, don'-don't-- don't put me in there. Please?

Roger: Just close your eyes and go to sleep.

Kevin: No, no, look, I'll--I'll be good. I promise. I will listen to what you say. No, don’t. Don’t. Don't--don't put me in there. Please don't put me in there! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No, get off of me! No! Aah! Help! No! No! No! No! No! Aah! Help! No! No! Please!

Kay: What's that one for?

Dr. Gannon: Antibiotic. One of your cuts is showing signs of infection.

Kay: Already? You said this explosion just happened.

Dr. Gannon: This cut must've been from before. You don't remember hurting yourself?

Kay: No.

Dr. Gannon: You've had a mild concussion. That can cause confusion, mood swings, inability to concentrate. Other than that, we can't find anything wrong with you.

Kay: Not for lack of trying.

Dr. Gannon: (Chuckles) You have some visitors.

Kay: Hmm?

Dr. Gannon: Shall I show them in?

Kay: Yes, please, please.

Joe: There she is!

Pearl: Oh, would you look at that?

Murphy: Hey! Oh, Honey! Oh, Honey, I was so worried! Thank God you're all right.

Kay: Do I know you?

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Kay: What happened during that time?

Esther: A lot.

Kay: Such as?

Amber: Everyone thinks you're dead.

Phyllis: Congratulations.

Jack: On what?

Nick: Ashley's pregnant.

Estella: Mr. Newman's decided to marry this new one and so quickly.

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