Y&R Transcript Monday 3/23/09 -- Canada; Tuesday 3/17/09 -- USA

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Jack: We already donate to breast cancer research.

Mary Jane: The Abbott foundation does. This time you will--publicly. Endow a university chair, fund a new study--

Jack: Any picture of me next to a giant check, is that it?

Mary Jane: Pictures with survivors. Connect to your target market on an emotional level. That's the goal. At the same time, we'll, uh, set up some interviews with related charities--

(Doorbell rings)

Jack: Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Jack: Jill.

Jill: Jack. I'm looking for Billy. He's not in the pool house, and he's not answering his phone.

Jack: I believe Billy and Chloe took the baby for a drive.

Jill: Well, you're probably behind this anyway. Legal faxed this contract over to me.

Jack: Is there a problem?

Jill: Well, we're supposed to be cutting costs, Jack, and adding 6-figure salaries to our payroll doesn't cut it. Who is this Mary Jane Benson?

Mary Jane: That would be me. Mary Jane Benson.

Jill: Jill Abbott. So, since when do P.R. consultants make nighttime house calls?

Jack: Well, we wanted to get started right away. Mary Jane has taken on the unenviable task of getting our customers to fall in love with me all over again.

Jill: That's why she was hired?

Jack: That's the first priority on a long list.

Jill: This should've been run by me.

Jack: Well, take that up with Billy. This was his call. Just as making him C.E.O. was yours.

Murphy: Boy, Marge really did a number on--on those folks all those years ago. I'll tell you what, if she was here, I'd give her what for.

Kay: Oh, not me.

Murphy: No?

Kay: No. I mean, she's the reason you fished me out of the river. And I owe Marge quite a debt.

Murphy: Yeah. I guess that makes both of us. Well, listen, if there's some other way we can get through to your family--

Kay: No, no, come on, come on, Murph, no more of that. Not now, please? Not now.

Murphy: Wait--wait, are you saying that... you don't wanna go back home?

Kay: Well, this-- this feels like home. I knew it would be before I even remembered it or you. I think it's just... I think it's just time that I accept the things I cannot change. We've tried everything-- everything, Murph. They just don't believe me.

Nikki: Katherine's ring. She left it for me.

Paul: So what does that say to you?

Nikki: That means that it really is Katherine. Marge would've taken this and sold it.

Paul: So if she is Katherine, why--why would she disappear?

Nikki: Because I doubted her. After the D.N.A. test, I doubted her. I tried to hide it, but she knew. And the only reason she went to Murphy isn't 'cause she was Marge. It's because she knew he was the only one who wouldn't turn her away.

Paul: Okay, well, how would she know that, if she doesn't remember her time with him?

Nikki: Because I told her about all the things that he did for her. Oh, my God. Katherine is my best friend. I know her better than anybody. But when Jill told me that I had been conned, I believed her. Why did I do that?

Paul: Because of David.

Nikki: You're right. After that nightmare, I... I lost all of my ability to... trust people, trust my instincts in people, but this? This proves that I am right. I'm right.

Paul: Yeah, maybe. That's not gonna be enough for most people.

Nikki: Well, what-- what are we gonna do? What do we have to do to prove that Katherine's not dead?

Paul: I don't know. Maybe prove the dead woman is not Katherine.

Nikki: You mean, the woman that we buried?

Paul: Marge, presumably. Test her D.N.A.

Nikki: Yeah, but to do that, don't we have to...

Paul: Exhume the body.

Daniel: Hey, Detective? Detective, look-- Detective, Amber wasn't trying to help Kevin rob that armored car, all right? She had no idea what was going on.

Sloan: And you know this because?

Daniel: I know it, because I was on the phone with her when it was happening.

Sloan: Is that so?

Michael: Smooth. Detective, my name is Michael Baldwin. I'm Kevin Fisher's attorney. This is my associate.

Sloan: Oh, I thought you were just in the neighborhood trying to be part of history. Isn't that how you put it?

Michael: In my experience, when a police officer hears the word "Attorney," they're not quite as forthcoming with certain facts.

Sloan: Oh, you were just trying to pump me for information.

Michael: That's about the size of it, yes.

Sloan: Okay, okay, so it's my turn now. Where's your client?

Michael: He's possibly being held against his will by an ex-con named Clint Radisson. He's being forced to commit these crimes.

Sloan: By our accounts, he and his girlfriend were acting alone.

Daniel: Amber is not his girlfriend, and she's not his accomplice or whatever you said.

Michael: Radisson has a long criminal history of kidnapping. He very well may have blown up a motel in Genoa City, Wisconsin recently. And he may have strapped an explosive to Kevin's chest that has a remote detonator.

Sloan: Someone's watching a little too much television.

Michael: Given Mr. Radisson's history, you might consider the possibility.

Sloan: Listen, if your client were a victim, he'd be asking my officers for help, not shooting at them. Excuse me.

Michael: We've gotta find Kevin and Amber before they do. Or somebody's gonna get killed.

Amber: What is happening?

Kevin: Okay, you know what? You want something to cry about? I'll give you something to cry about.

Amber: Kevin!

Kevin: You need a time out!

Amber: Kevin!

Kevin: Come on! You get a time out.

Amber: Stop it!

Kevin: You get a time out! Go!

Amber: Kevin! Kevin!

(Pounding on door)

Amber: Kevin!

Kevin: You're a bad girl.

Amber: Aah! Aah! Kevin! Aah! Let me out! Aah!

(Pounding on door)

Kevin: Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

Amber: (Screaming and crying) (Pounding on door)

Amber: Let me out! Oh, my God! A body!

Kevin: Be quiet!

Amber: A body! What did you--?

Kevin: Be quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet! My dad is sleeping.

Jack: Okay, this idea-- the independent review of our lab security? I think that's a winner, and I guarantee you, we will pass that with flying colors.

Mary Jane: I guarantee you won’t. It's gotta look tough, unflinching, or it defeats the purpose. You get a high-profile lawyer to issue an exhaustive report, call a press conference, declare your intention to comply fully.

Jack: And what if somebody wants to read the report?

Mary Jane: Attorney-client privilege.

Jack: I'm impressed. You have all your bases covered.

Mary Jane: Not quite. Jill.

Jack: Oh, don't worry about Jill.

Mary Jane: I don't wanna be a source of conflict.

Jack: You won't be. This is all Jill. This is "Empty desk" syndrome. Nothing to do, and no one to pin it on. No, your talents are very much needed at Jabot.

Mary Jane: I wanted an opportunity like this for a long time.

Jack: Well, now nothing's standing in your way.

Victor: I thought I made it perfectly clear last time we talked that I didn't want you to show up here uninvited.

Jill: You want these visits to end? Fine. Let's just call the whole thing off-- this whole arrangement.

Victor: You don't want to run Jabot anymore?

Jill: I'm not running it now. I am a figurehead. Jack and Billy, meanwhile, are making decisions based on very poor judgment, and there's not a thing I can do about it. You have all the power, you have none of the information.

Victor: I know more than you think.

Jill: Well, did you know that Billy hired an image consultant to rebrand Jack? I didn't think so. And six figures they're paying this woman.

Victor: So what? The ad budget last year was in the millions. A drop in the bucket.

Jill: That's not the point. It's--

Victor: What's the point?

Jill: The irresponsibility of it! It sends the wrong message. And God knows what else they're up to. Victor, come on. I cannot stand by and watch them run Jabot into the ground. I have to have controlling interest back.

Victor: So you wanna buy my shares?

Jill: Name your price.

Michael: So no gunshots in the last 24 hours? Nothing? No, all right. Thank you. Look, there hasn't been--

Daniel: Michael, Michael--

Michael: What?

Daniel: I found Amber's car. Two blocks that way.

Michael: Hold on.

Kevin: You're so lucky he didn't wake up. He'd have been so mad.

Amber: What does he do to you when he's mad, Kevin? Does he hurt you?

Kevin: Only when I'm bad.

Amber: Oh, Sweetie. When he, um... when he fell asleep, were you there?

Kevin: Yeah.

Amber: Did you help him fall asleep?

Kevin: I don't remember.

Amber: What do you mean?

Kevin: I don't remember. Can you just shut up about it?

Amber: Well, can you-- I'm just trying to understand.

Kevin: I don't wanna talk about it.

Amber: Okay. Okay, here's the thing, though, Kev. That is not your dad.

Kevin: Yes, it is.

Amber: No. Your dad's name is Tom.

Kevin: I know.

Amber: Well, that is Clint, not Tom. That is definitely Clint. And he's a horrible, horrible person, but he-- you don't have to be afraid of him anymore, because... he died.

Kevin: Dead?

Amber: Yeah. So can we go now, okay? Because no one's gonna try to stop us. It's okay.

Kevin: Hold on a sec. I'll be right back.

Amber: Okay. My phone? Where is my phone? Where's my phone?!

Amber: Okay! Um...

Kevin: Okay.

Amber: What are you doing with that?

Kay: Do you know what you are, Murph?

Murphy: Yeah. You know, some of us still have the capacity--

Kay: No, no, stop, stop. No, I'm--I'm serious. You're the only man in this world who doesn't care what my name is or what my past was. You're just happy being here with me. I need that now.

Murphy: I'm sorry about your troubles, but... I'm glad that it led you back to me.

Kay: Do me a favor?

Murphy: Anything.

Kay: Remind me where the bathroom is?

Murphy: (Chuckles)

Kay: (Chuckles)

Murphy: Oh, God! Here we go again. Uh, it is through there.

Kay: Oh, and I-- this is something that I must--must remember.

(Pills rattle)

Kay: Antibiotics.

Murphy: Doctor's orders?

Kay: Mm-hmm. Murph?

Murphy: Hmm?

Kay: Are you sure you don't mind my just plopping back into your life like this? All the drama, the confusion?

Murphy: Didn't you see the look on my face when I opened that door, and I saw you standing there? I am thrilled to have you back.

Kay: Uh-huh.

(Pills rattle)

Heather: You said you needed my help.

Paul: Uh, yes. We need a body, um, exhumed.

Heather: That's not what I was expecting.

Nikki: The woman who was arrested for impersonating Katherine Chancellor is Katherine.

Heather: You have irrefutable proof?

Nikki: Well, no, not yet, but she has said things and done things to take away all doubt.

Paul: We're both convinced.

Heather: I see. So the body that you want exhumed--

Nikki: The woman that was buried as Katherine. We need to prove is Marge.

Heather: Well, that's gonna be a tough one. You already have a court-ordered D.N.A. test that's established that your friend is not Katherine Chancellor.

Nikki: Yeah, but she is.

Heather: I understand what you are saying. It's--it's a matter of court record. No judge would override that based on a gut feeling.

Paul: Any way around it?

Heather: You can get approval from next of kin.

Nikki: Oh, great. Jill.

Victor: I have no intention of selling those shares. Not now, not ever.

Jill: The situation is impossible.

Victor: Then I suggest you resign, Jill.

Jill: I don't wanna resign! I wanna take charge of Jabot again, while there's still something to take charge of.

Victor: You have so little faith in your son, don't you?

Jill: Oh, please. Billy has a great deal of potential. It's just too much, too soon for him.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Jill: Do you know that he's moved back to the Abbott house?

Victor: Ashley told me, yeah.

Jill: And that Jack has become like a father figure to him?

Victor: Boy, that must be a source of frustration for you.

Jill: Oh, God, Victor! Look, Jabot is not even a blip on your radar screen. I am prepared to make you a very generous offer.

Victor: Jill, I am not interested.

Jill: If you don't sell your shares now, they're gonna be worthless soon.

Victor: I'll take that chance, all right?

Jill: Oh, Lord. I don't understand you!

Victor: Then you understand this. I'm not selling those damn shares, not to you, not to anyone else. You got it? Now show yourself out.

Michael: I was really kinda hoping we'd find some leads in Amber's car.

Michael: Well, between that and not finding anything more at the crime scene, I think this is our last recourse.

Daniel: Just seems a little random.

Michael: Not at all. We know from Clint's history that he repeats himself. We know the places he likes to stay in-- the motels. He's probably holed up in a very similar place. What am I looking for? What's the street again?

Daniel: Um, Harrison Parkway.

Michael: Harrison Parkway.

Daniel: Crestview Inns.

Michael: Okay, okay.

Daniel: Hey, were you serious about all that stuff you said about Kevin and the bomb?

Michael: Truth be told, a man like Clint-- cold and sadistic and... wouldn't need much to get Kevin under his control. I don't know how much you know about post-traumatic stress--

Daniel: Well, I-I know things can, like, set you off, right? Take you back to your past?

Michael: Putting it very simplistically, yes, it's as if the trauma were repeating itself again.

Daniel: Well, if Kevin's past repeats itself, I mean, he was... not really a saint.

Michael: That's why we have to find him before he can hurt himself or... anyone else.

Daniel: What, you mean, like Amber?

Michael: No, no, he would never hurt Amber.

Amber: What is the saw for?

Kevin: He's dead!

Amber: I know.

Kevin: I'm allowed to use his tools. He's not gonna be mad.

Amber: Can't we just get outta here, please?

Kevin: Oh, so now you wanna be in charge?

Amber: Is it bad if I say yes?

Kevin: You're so stupid. Pathetic!

Amber: Don't talk to me like that.

Kevin: You don't even know! Somebody dies, you put them in a coffin. Here, help me tip this thing over.

Amber: Whoa, whoa, whoa, you--you--you really wanna make a coffin? You know what, Kevin? That is not necessary.

Kevin: You're gonna do what I tell you to do.

Amber: Don't you just wanna go home?

Kevin: You know what? You're useless. Get back in the closet!

Amber: No.

Kevin: What did you say to me?

Amber: I'm not going back in there.

Kevin: You're gonna do what I tell you to do.

Amber: Kevin, I'm your friend, okay? I came here from Genoa City to help you. I am not gonna hurt you. I would never do anything to hurt you, okay?

[Kevin hears voices]

Clint's voice: Shut up! Stop sniveling, you make me sick!

Kevin: Shut up.

Clint's voice: You're bad! You hear me?

Kevin: Shut up!

Clint's voice: You little pissant! He has to learn some respect!

Kevin: You need to learn some respect! It's the only way to get through to you!

Amber: No, Kevin!

Kevin: Get over here!

Amber: No! No!

Kevin: Get over here!

Amber: Kevin!

Kevin: Get in there!

Amber: No! Kevin! Kevin!

Kevin: Aah!

Amber: Oh, no!

Michael: Oh, God, what now?

Daniel: What?

Michael: Jana collapsed. All right, yeah. What did they tell you? Huh. Well, call me when you know. Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, I will. I will. Yes, good-bye.

Daniel: She okay?

Michael: Uh, in the hospital. They don't know yet what happened.

Daniel: She's been having a lot of headaches lately. We thought it was stress.

Michael: That's probably it.

Daniel: Yeah, or not. I mean, it could be the tumor.

Michael: All right, one crisis at a time, please. The best thing we can do for Jana is to bring her husband back home to her.

Amber: Kevin, are you okay?

Kevin: Like you care.

Amber: Why else would I be here, huh? There's so many people who love you and care about you and just wanna help you.

Kevin: Nobody helped me.

Amber: Because we didn't know where you were. Come on, come home, please? Jana misses you so much.

Kevin: Jana?

Amber: Come on, you gotta remember Jana.

Kevin: She's real?

Amber: Yes, Kevin, she is real, and she loves you so much.

Kevin: I let her down.

Amber: No, Kevin, she'll understand.

Kevin: I did some bad things.

Amber: It's because you were--you were just scared. But it's okay.

Kevin: I'm a freak.

Amber: No, don't say that.

Kevin: It was a joke-- it was joke for me to think I could have a normal life.

Amber: No, Kevin, you're a hero. You know, you probably don't know this, but you-- you helped save Mrs. Chancellor's life. You saved her life. And she knows that. She is so grateful for that, but not just that. But for--for bailing her out, for getting her a lawyer. And--and--and the pawn shop-- remember breaking into the pawn shop? I mean, you were brilliant!

Kevin: Except for the dog.

Amber: Yeah. Wasn't that hysterical? I mean, we thought that there was this big, snarling dog, and it was just a tape recorder.

Kevin: Man, that was funny.

Amber: We were partners, remember?

Heather: Thank you for joining us.

Jill: Us?

Nikki: Hi.

Jill: What is this? You told me you had news about Marge.

Paul: We asked Heather to call you.

Nikki: Will you please just hear us out?

Jill: I oughta have you arrested for assault. Yanking the hair out of my head, Nikki, for a ridiculous, redundant D.N.A. test?

Nikki: I'm very sorry about that, but you know, I used this ring when I did that. Yes, she returned it.

Jill: Well, of course she did. She would've been brought up on grand theft charges. Of course, I suppose you think that proves she's Katherine, huh?

Nikki: Among other things, yes, I do.

Jill: Well, I don't care to debate this with you anymore.

Nikki: Good, that's why we brought you here. So we can settle this debate once and for all.

Jill: Well, it's settled.

Nikki: Not for me. Not for Esther, not for Amber.

Jill: Not my problem.

Nikki: You know what, Jill? You could get all of us off your back right now and just end this whole thing. Nobody will ever question whether Katherine is dead again.

Jill: And how would we make this miracle happen?

Nikki: We need your permission to allow D.N.A. testing on the woman we buried.

Heather: Only next of kin can approve disinterment.

Jill: Disinter-- dear God, are you insane?!

Nikki: Jill, I-I know it's weird, I'm sorry, but we have to do this.

Jill: No, no, not one more word! And if you ever come to me with anything as sickening as that again... I will get a restraining order. You understand?

Kay: You know what? We should go for a walk. I can't remember the last time that I-- (chuckles) Oh, come on, this is the part where you're supposed to say I don't remember much of anything.

Murphy: Yeah. Yeah, well, uh, yeah, right. Uh, Katherine?

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Murphy: I, uh... I have something to give you.

Kay: For me? I mean, you didn't know I was coming.

Murphy: Well, I was gonna give it to you Christmas Eve, but you--you fell and... then you went to the hospital, and then you remembered who you were, and then you were in jail.

Kay: Oh, yeah! Jail, nonstop adventure.

Murphy: Well, it didn't seem like the right time... but... now it is.

Mary Jane: Okay. I'll get, uh, started on those interviews, and get to work on some talking points for you.

Jack: Great. I gotta admit, I'm actually looking forward to this.

Mary Jane: It'll be fun. Almost a game.

Jack: Yeah. So how'd you get started in this business?

Mary Jane: Long story.

Jack: Well, I got time, and I'm interested.

Mary Jane: Another time.

Jack: Well, I'm at a real disadvantage here. We've been talking about me for hours now.

Mary Jane: I know all your gory details.

Jack: And yet, I know next to nothing about you. Yet I have the distinct impression there is a real story in there. Uh-huh, I thought so. What do you say we go to the club, we can get something to eat, and you can fill me in?

Mary Jane: I need to get started on my research. We have a lot of work ahead of us.

Jack: Is it really that extreme a makeover?

Mary Jane: Let's just say it's not something that will happen overnight.

Jack: Well, okay, I understand. And I appreciate it. I-I think I'm gonna enjoy working with you. Even though you won't tell me your deep, dark secrets.

Mary Jane: All you need to know about me... is that I'm a woman who's gonna change your life.

Daniel: Michael, these streets all look the same. We're getting nowhere.

Michael: What do you want me to do, give up? I'm... I'm sorry. He's my brother and he needs me and... I'm not there again.

Daniel: You're talking about when he was younger? Terrible Tom?

Michael: You would not believe what that bastard put him through.

Daniel: Well, I've heard the stories. I'm pretty sure that kind of stuff sticks with you for the rest of your life.

Michael: Oh, yeah. Yeah, the pathways are there. They're burned into the brain. It's self-defense. You're always on the alert. You're always half-waiting for the sneak attack. And when it comes, there's this-- this big tidal wave of fear and rage and... there's no stopping it. There's no controlling the reaction.

Daniel: How the hell do you calm him down?

Michael: You make him feel safe. God knows how you do that after what he's been through. Wait, okay, was that it? Was that it? Did we just pass it? What's the--

Daniel: No, no, no, no, we're looking for the Cedar Lodges.

Michael: Cedar? All right. Okay.

Amber: Like that?

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah, we're almost done.

Amber: It goes a lot quicker when you have a partner, huh?

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah.

Amber: Oh. Um... that was fun.

Kevin: Yeah. He's not gonna be able to get out of that.

Amber: Nope, he sure won’t. Kev? Here. Come here, sit--sit down, okay? Sit down. Right there. Oh! It's--it's still bleeding pretty bad. It's kinda like soaked all the way through. Oh, my gosh! Hold on a second. Let me, uh... let me get something. Oh, tissues! Yeah, here. You know, uh... this, uh--I know-- this should-- hold it just for a second-- um, just for a little bit, you know?

Kevin: Uh-huh.

Amber: Till we get back to Genoa City.

Kevin: Uh-huh.

Amber: Okay? I'm just gonna wrap this right around like this, okay?

Kevin: Ow.

Amber: I know, I know, I know, I'm sorry, Honey. I'm so sorry. Okay. That should do it right there. Okay?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Amber: You ready to go soon? Huh? Okay. Okay. You just stay here and rest, okay? Um... I'll go put Clint in his new home.

Kevin: Okay.

Amber: Okay?

Woman: Police have not yet been able to locate Fisher, but they have identified his suspected accomplice as Amber Moore. She was spotted fleeing the crime scene with Fisher. Both are considered armed and dangerous.

Amber: Oh, my God! Oh, my God, that's--that's me.

Kevin: They think we're partners.

Amber: Oh, my God! No, armed and dangerous? That means that they are gonna come after us! They're gonna try to kill us. Oh, my God! We gotta--we gotta get outta here! We gotta go! Yes!

Kevin: No, no, no, no police!

Amber: Yes!

Kevin: No police!

Amber: Yes, Kevin, they will help us! They will--come on!

Kevin: No! No! You wanna talk to the police?

Amber: No!

Kevin: 'Cause you wanna-- you wanna put me in jail!

Amber: No, I don't, Kevin! I wanna help you!

Kevin: Um...

Amber: No, Kevin!

Kevin: Get over here. Come here. Come here.

Amber: Kevin!

Kevin: I'm not going to jail. I'm not going to jail!

Amber: No! Don't do this! Kevin!

Kevin: Get in there! Quiet! I'm not going to jail!

Amber: Kevin! You let me out of here right now!

Kevin: No! No, you're gonna run away.

Amber: No, I won’t.

Kevin: Yes, you will. You always do, and you leave me here alone, with him.

Amber: Kevin. Nobody's gonna hurt you. Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Kevin: I don't believe you. He's gonna come back. He's gonna come back for me, and you're not gonna help me. And you're not gonna keep me safe.

Amber: I will! I will!

Kevin: You're a liar! Why don't you care what happens to me?!

Amber: Kevin? Kevin, what--what are you doing?

(Pounding on coffin lid)

Amber: Kevin! Aah!

(Sobs)

Murphy: We're fine, Pearl. Thanks for checking in. Uh, no, no, I'll probably drop by later and, uh... I have a surprise for you. Unh-unh, no. Yeah, yeah, you, too. Good night.

Kay: Well, you are just full of surprise tonight, are you not?

Murphy: Oh, well, look who's talking. I mean, I never expected to see you here.

Kay: Well, you knew I'd be back. You, uh, kept my Christmas gift.

Murphy: I couldn't help hoping. Uh... you don't know how much it meant to me, uh... having you here. Yeah, all the years, uh... all the years that I was alone, after my--after my wife passed, I-I thought that it was always gonna be like that. That, well, I'd had my chance at happiness. I guess I was, uh... I was just waiting around to die, feeling that, uh... feeling that I didn't mean much of anything to anybody.

Kay: Murph...

Murphy: You always said that I saved you that day at the river. Well, you know, the truth is that... you saved me. And when you left... I-I missed you like hell. I don't wanna be without you, Katherine. Not a single day. And I hope... I hope when I give you this... that you'll understand.

(Knock on door)

Murphy: Oh, God. Oh, damn. You don't move. Ah!

Kay: No.

Murphy: Oh, hey.

Nikki: Is she still here?

Murphy: Yeah, yeah.

Nikki: Oh, Katherine! Thank God!

Kay: Oh!

Nikki: Oh, I am so sorry I doubted you.

Kay: I don't understand. What happened? The D.N.A. test--

Nikki: No, I don't need a test to know who you are. You are Katherine Chancellor. You're my best friend in all the world, and I love you.

Kay: Oh, Nikki! Oh, God, Nikki!

Nikki: Can you ever forgive me?

Kay: Oh, yes, of course I can. Oh, my God, you finally proved-- she finally believed me!

Nikki: Everybody is going to believe you. Katherine, Paul and I have a plan to prove your identity and get you home where you belong.

Daniel: What do you think?

Michael: Where would you go if you didn't wanna be found?

Daniel: What the hell is that?

Michael: Open it. Open it.

Daniel: Michael! Michael, this is Amber’s. This is her scarf. There's blood all over it.

Michael: Blonde hair.

Daniel: So Amber was in there? You're telling me she was in there?

Michael: Just look around. Maybe she left a clue.

Daniel: Michael! Michael! Michael!

Michael: What?!

Jack: Jill, I'd invite you to stay, but I don't want you dripping venom all over the rug.

Jill: Hmm. It is just sickening the way you manipulate my son.

Jack: See, this is why I need a P.R. person. Everybody seems willing to accept the worst about me.

Jill: What's next? A personal shopper? You gonna have your color chart done?

Jack: Would you stop hyperventilating? Give Billy a break. He made the right choice hiring this woman.

Jill: Well, just so you know, I am going to memorize every single word of that contract.

Jack: Honey, you got too much time on your hands.

Jack: No, no, no, there are ethics clauses, confidentiality agreements, moral turpitude stipulations. If she steps one little--

Jack: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you'll run her out of the company. Blah, blah, blah.

Jill: Oh, Jack, not just her. You, too.

(Telephone ringing)

Victor: Hello?

Mary Jane: It's me. I just left Jack.

Victor: Uh-huh, how'd it go?

Mary Jane: It went beautifully.

Victor: Good. Good work. I will call you back later, then fill me in on the details, all right? Thank you. What makes you think you can just waltz in here like that?

Nikki: Well, it's good to see you, too. Estella let me in. You notice anything new?

Victor: So you got it back, huh?

Nikki: It was never taken from me. She left it for me in her room.

Victor: You sure it's not a fake?

Nikki: It's not a fake. And Katherine's not a fake. And I need your help to prove that.

Victor: Are you serious?

Nikki: I'm not asking for me, I'm asking for Katherine.

Victor: Or for the woman who claims to be Katherine. The very fact that you believe in that story means that that is a fraud and the woman is a fraud.

Nikki: Well, the very fact that I am willing to put up with your abuse for Katherine's sake should tell you how much I believe in this. Now I'm gonna be very short and sweet. We need to test Marge's D.N.A.

Victor: What are you talking about? It's been tested twice already.

Nikki: No, Marge’s. The woman who is buried in Katherine's grave. Jill won't give permission to exhume the body, but I know that you will have the influence.

Victor: You talked to Jill about this? Her mother just died.

Nikki: But she isn't dead, Victor. That's the point. And Jill refuses to believe that.

Victor: Again, you fall for a pack of lies, don't you?

Nikki: Oh!

Victor: You're roped in by this fraud. You know that Jill could have you committed?

Nikki: Oh, please.

Kay: Stop it. Now that's enough. How dare you talk to Nikki like that after all she has done for you, Victor? Shame on you!

Amber: If we're headed to Genoa City--

Kevin: No, no, no, no.

Amber: Where are we going?

Kevin: Canada.

Amber: Canada?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, I heard Mom talking about it. She said we'd be safe there.

Amber: Mom?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Amber: The woman who was helping Clint, Annie?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Dad didn't wanna go, do I don't think he's gonna follow us.

Michael: There's no blood. There's no bullet hole.

Daniel: Michael?

Michael: "Kevin crazed. On a--"

Daniel: Something spree?

Michael: What is that word?

Daniel: Killing. Killing spree. I bet its killing spree. Kevin did this. Kevin's doing this all on his own.

Michael: You don't know that.

Daniel: Michael, look, Clint is dead. I guarantee Kevin is doing this. The kid's out of his mind!

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Kay: I saw you working so hard to hold it together at Victor's today. How heartbroken are you?

Sharon: Come on.

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