Y&R Transcript Monday 4/13/09 -- Canada; Tuesday 4/14/09 -- USA

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Phyllis: Sorry, Noah, I just... oh, I have a lot on my mind right now.

Noah: Yeah. You.

Phyllis: Listen, why don't you just, uh, go upstairs to your room and wait for your dad to get home?

Noah: What am I, 5?

Phyllis: No. No, I'm not treating you like that. You're not 5. In fact, you're quite an adult now, aren't you? Did you, um... did you use protection?

Noah: Jeez, Phyllis!

Phyllis: Well, listen, I don't wanna ask you that question, all right? I don't want to, but other people are gonna wanna know and they're gonna ask you.

Noah: What's Dad gonna tell Michael and Lauren? Is--is he--is Eden gonna have to stay in there the whole time he embarrasses her in front of them? Look, what happened tonight wasn't just about hooking up. I care about her a lot. What Eden and I do together is our own personal business.

Phyllis: Well... you know, your own personal business was on display when your dad I walked in, so come on. Actions have consequences. And we all gotta cope with that.

Noah: You cope, I'm going for a walk.

Phyllis: Okay, listen, Noah, just wait for your father to come home. Noah?

Noah: Give me a break, Phyllis. It's not like I'm leaving the country.

Lauren: Michael?

Nick: We went by your place first.

Lauren: I know you are not very happy with the kids sneaking into the cabin.

Nick: We are way past the cabin. You wanna tell her?

Lauren: Tell me what? What's going on?

Nick: Ask her.

Eden: Uh, where's Michael?

Lauren: He's at the hospital with Jana.

Eden: Then the arraignment's over and Michael won? Kevin's not in jail, at least. That's good.

Lauren: No, no, uh... Michael should be calling with news anytime. In the meantime, we are all breathing a bit easier.

Jeff: Oh, uh, champagne, please, and don't stint on the bubbles. My precious deserves every tickle.

Gloria: Well, you did it, Jeffrey. You brought Kevin home. I guess in your own twisted way, you are my hero.

Jeff: Ah. Well, I'm looking forward to a hero's reward. Once we're nice and relaxed.

Gloria: I can't remember the last time I was relaxed enough to even think about that. But Kevin's back. He's getting the care he needs. And that's more than I dared to hope for.

Michael: Oh, how is he?

Man: The sedative's already kicked in. He's calmer now. I'll be right back, just let me get rid of this.

Michael: The sedatives? What did you-- how much did you give him? What sedat--

Jana: Oh, God, my head.

(Cries)

Jana: Michael, you have to do something.

Wallace: Mrs. Abbott?

Sharon: Detective Wallace?

Wallace: Yeah, I talked to Officer Bryson on the way over. Now I know you already explain to him, um, what happened, but I'd like to hear for myself. All these items-- these art objects, knickknacks, the, uh, jewelry, books, clothing with the tags still on them, are these yours?

Sharon: No. No. These--these are not my things. I-I don't understand why I'm being interrogated.

Wallace: All right, just calm down.

Sharon: No, no, my clothes are cut up. And this--this written on the mirror-- I have no idea where that came from, but I did not write that.

Wallace: When were you in your room last?

Sharon: I-I have to make a call.

Wallace: I have questions first, if you don't mind.

Sharon: Well, I have my own questions that need answering, so yours are gonna have to wait. Answer, answer. Hi! Hey! Thank God you answered. Um, can you please come to my room at the club? Yes, right away.

[Phyllis remembering]

Phyllis: Hello, is this the police? Thank you, um... I-I work in housekeeping at the Genoa City Athletic Club, and I was, um... working in, uh, room 562, and it is... just... incredible what I found. Um, I can't even explain it on the phone. Please, can you get someone over here right away?

Phyllis: Hey.

Nick: Hey. So we need to talk. I mean, it's time we've put it off long enough.

Jana: Please look at me, Darling. I won't ever give up on you. I promise. Oh, God.

Michael: Jana?

Jana: Ugh. I'm fine, Michael. I'm perfectly fine.

Michael: No, no, no. Look at me. No, you're not fine. If you can't see it, I can.

Jana: Look, Kevin needs us both right here, so don't even bother trying to get me to leave, because I will not. Do you understand that? Never.

Michael: What if Kevin can sense when one of these headaches hits you? You're always talking about this connection you have, this link. What if he can sense your pain?

Jana: Well, if he can really feel my pain, why can't he feel how much I love him? Why doesn't that get through?

Michael: Listen... the best thing you can do for Kevin is take care of yourself. You're gonna go home. And you're gonna sleep. If you can. All right?

Jana: Oh, Michael, can't you talk to the judge, the doctors or something? Isn't there any way that you can possibly fix this?

Michael: I am gonna try. I will promise you that. Now, go. Go.

Michael: I will call you. Go.

Jack: Hey, what happened?

Sharon: Oh, Jack! I-I-I don't know. I came home and the police were here. And then they started asking me questions and... this is how the place was when I walked in.

Jack: Detective? Who vandalized this place? Are there any witnesses?

Wallace: Why do you ask?

Jack: Well, somebody obviously broke in here and went ballistic.

Wallace: That's and interesting theory.

Jack: What, you have another one?

Wallace: Some of these items still have tags on 'em. Looks to me like they were stolen. I'd say whoever collected these items probably did all of this.

Jack: Are you implying that Sharon stole this stuff? That is ludicrous.

Wallace: Is it?

Jack: Somebody obviously broke into this room and planted these things to make her look guilty. She's lucky she didn't walk in on them. She could've been hurt.

Sharon: Wait, Jack, stop.

Jack: No, no, Sweetheart, let me take care of this.

Sharon: No, I-I...

Wallace: Mrs. Abbott? Is there something you'd like to add here?

Sharon: I... I-I think that... I know why these things are here. I think that I might've taken them.

Nick: Is Noah home? Is he upstairs? I should deal with him first.

Phyllis: No, no, he's gone. He left. Um, I tried to stop him, but, you know, he was out. He didn't take the car, so we can go-- we can go get him.

Nick: No. No, I... I think its better that he's not here.

Phyllis: Okay. So you said you wanted to talk? I'm assuming this has to do with, um... why you were at the cabin so long. 'Cause by the time you got there, the kids were already gone, so... then...

Nick: We have been having some problems, you and I.

Phyllis: Definitely, like every married couple on the planet.

Nick: They're getting worse, you know that. Okay, I'm not--I'm not... saying we're done--

Phyllis: Done? Done? We're not done. We're not done. Definitely not. I'm not giving up. I'm not gonna let you give up. We're not giving up. We've gone through so much, Nick. We're not giving up. In the meantime, let's go get Noah. It's late.

Nick: Listen--listen to me. We both know... what I'm about to say to you, and I really don't wanna say it.

Phyllis: Then don’t.

Nick: We need to separate.

Gloria: I'm surprised, Jeffrey.

Jeff: What, that I'd send that first bottle back? Spring for the best?

Gloria: No. That you've been able to win me back.

Jeff: Back, front, and everything in-between. I have missed every inch.

Gloria: Me, too.

Jeff: You know, um, we could take this party upstairs. To a bathtub?

Gloria: More bubbles?

Jeff: Oh, I think we've found a theme for this evening's party. You know what? Why don't we, um, slip out the back? You know how sneaking around adds that forbidden touch?

Gloria: Stop it, Jeffrey. Let go of me. We're not going anywhere.

Jana: Gloria.

Gloria: Jana. Jana, I thought you were at the hospital with Michael.

Jana: Lauren told me I could find you here.

Gloria: Oh, God, please don't tell me the judge changed his mind and put Kevin in jail. He needs medical help.

Jana: No, he's not getting medical help. He's in a hospital, yes. He's not being treated, he's being tortured.

Michael: As I told the court, my client suffers from post traumatic stress disorder. He may also be suffering from Stockholm syndrome.

Man: I'm well aware. However, Judge Aldridge’s orders are clear. Mr. Fisher poses a danger to himself and others. The treatment that he's been receiving is by the book. See for yourself.

Michael: There must be some mistake. This is not what I requested. It's certainly not what the judge approved.

Man: Well, you'll have to take it up with the court.

Heather: Good luck with that, Counselor.

Eden: Did you reach Michael yet?

Lauren: Um, I left a message.

Eden: You haven't asked me about what Noah's dad said.

Lauren: He didn't exactly say much.

Eden: I guess he thought it'd be, uh, better if you heard it from me. So... since Michael's not coming, at least not right away, I might as well tell you. I had an amazing night. One that totally changed my life and... I don't regret a second of it. No matter how mad Noah's parents are.

Nick: Time apart is what we need.

Phyllis: You slept with Sharon.

Nick: Yeah. It happened again.

Phyllis: Again. Wow. Okay. I just--I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. All right. Okay, well, the first time, it was... it was because of all your memories together. You have history. You have a kid. And I understood that. I really did. I understood that. And... I-I made a super human effort. Wow. I did. I mean, I was amazing.

Nick: Yes, you were.

Phyllis: Yeah, I was. And you swore to me-- you looked at me and you swore to me that it was over.

Nick: I really thought it was.

Phyllis: What are we doing? What is this? What's our life? What is this? I mean, did you never love me?

Nick: Don't--don't be ri-- I love you. I still love you. I am not kidding. I love our life together, all of it. I love Summer, too.

Phyllis: Too?!

Nick: Everything.

Phyllis: Too? Next to Sharon, also. Behind Sharon. Because Sharon comes first. She always has and she always will.

Nick: Phyllis--

Phyllis: Nick, no! I mean, we all have a first love. We all do! And we move on! We move on! We don't keep on holding on to our first love. But you two-- you're in a blizzard together, you're talking about old times, I'm sure. And--and you're healing your wounds. And talking about how wonderful it is to be together. And then you come home, and you tell me-- that's history. That's history. You are my future. You're my future, Phyllis. You're my future. You and Summer. I am a moron. I'm an--I'm an idiot for believing you. I am an idiot for believing you. I am idiot for holding onto this! Mm. I am a... you admitted to me that you were in love with her. You've always been in love with her. During our entire marriage, you've been in love with her. When did you know? When did you know that you were just using me? You were just using me to get past the death of Cassie. Oh, my God.

Wallace: Thanks.

Jack: Listen, Detective--

Wallace: Some of the items we found were reported stolen or missing. The total is well into the thousands. That's grand theft.

Sharon: Oh, my God.

Jack: Okay, hold on...

Sharon: Grand theft?

Jack: Just a minute.

Wallace: Step aside. Mr. Abbott, I don't ask twice. Sharon Abbott, you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you.

Lauren: When you came back from the cabin, you were gonna go straight home.

Eden: We decided to go to Noah's first so that we could explain things to his parents.

Noah: They never listen.

Victoria: Well, how hard did you try?

Noah: Dad never gave us a chance, and he and Mom, and even Phyllis won't take us seriously. It drives us crazy.

Victoria: Just the dessert menu, thank you.

Noah: Sorry for taking you away from J.T. and Reed.

Victoria: Listen, I always have time for you and for something sweet. So... exactly how serious are you and Eden?

Eden: You sure you wanna know?

Lauren: I asked, didn't I?

Eden: Fine. But you're not gonna freak when I tell you I'm not a virgin anymore?

Noah: It feels right, Aunt Vicki. I just wanna be with her all the time.

Victoria: That must be hard. I know your parents haven't been very supportive.

Noah: I don't care what they think. I'm over them treating me like a kid, 'cause I'm not.

Eden: We're not two stupid kids who just jumped on each other. We used protection.

Lauren: Well, that's good.

Eden: Noah loves me. We can talk about everything.

Victoria: Well, I really glad that you're comfortable talking with me, but... you should talk to your parents, too.

Noah: (Sighs)

Victoria: Especially about this.

Noah: I wish. But Dad took off the minute he walked in on Eden and me on the couch.

Victoria: Oh. I see.

Lauren: Oh. My.

Eden: I know what you're thinking. We're too young, we shouldn't be having sex, blah, blah, blah.

Lauren: I think it's a lot more complicated than that.

Eden: I just don't get why everybody is so down on two people loving each other.

Lauren: We're not. We just don't want you to get hurt.

Eden: Noah would never hurt me.

Lauren: Not intentionally. But, Honey, there's just so much at your age you don't know yet.

Eden: I know how great love can be. I mean, I see you and Michael. What you guys have is awesome.

Lauren: And you're right. When it is the right time, and you are the right age, it's beautiful. It's amazing. I just hope you're not confusing sex with love. Because when you do that, bad things can happen.

Eden: I told you that we used protection.

Lauren: And I'm really glad that you did. But it's not foolproof. I know--I know you want me to green light this thing with Noah.

Eden: But you won't?

Lauren: I-I don't think there's anything wrong with the two of you spending time together, but I just--I can't encourage your having sex.

Eden: What is it gonna take to convince you that we know what we're doing?

Lauren: It would help me if you were older.

Michael: Yes, yes, actually, I do know what time it is. It's time that you put Judge Aldridge on the phone. You tell him it's an emergency. When did he fly to Toronto? What the hell convention? No. Uh, forget it. Uh... hmm? Uh, no. No messages, thank you.

Heather: I told you.

Michael: Why?

Heather: Your brother is supposed to be locked up in a cell, and instead, he's here.

Michael: He is in a cell.

Heather: Look, I had a conversation with my boss. He and I went to see the judge together. Having seen for himself the state that Kevin is in, he wrote up an order to have Kevin placed under 24-hour confinement. And that way, he will get the treatment that he deserves. Maybe not the vacation you had been hoping for.

Michael: Look at him. Look at him. You took a kid who needed help, and to get back at me, you dumped him--you dumped him in a snake pit.

Heather: That kid discharged a weapon on a police officer. And then, he faked losing control in a courtroom to evoke sympathy.

Michael: Faked?

Heather: Yes, faked. And if it was a real meltdown, then he is exactly where he belongs. I am not about to coddle him, Michael. Too many lives are at risk.

Michael: She don't understand, does she? She doesn't understand there is a life at stake. And it's yours.

[Cell phone rings]

Michael: Jack, I am up to my eyeballs.

Jack: I'll explain everything to you down at the station. If this weren't really important, believe me, I wouldn't keep pushing, Michael.

Michael: No. No. You know what? I can't help you, Jack. I'm hanging up. What are you doing here? The last thing Kevin needs is you out here wailing.

Gloria: No one can do for him what you can, Michael. And everybody knows it. But I am here. And I'm all right. And you need to rest. Let me stay.

Michael: Not a chance.

Gloria: You can't do any more for him tonight, Michael. This is about Kevin. And I can be strong for him. Please? Let me stay.

Michael: If the doctors call--

Gloria: I will call you.

Michael: I will be back in a couple of hours.

Gloria: Get some rest, Honey.

Man: Can I help you?

Gloria: That is my son. And he looks so helpless. Would you please let me be with him? So he knows that he's not alone.

Phyllis: All right, so you packed your bag. You're actually leaving. You're actually gonna walk out.

Nick: After what happened, I don't think it would be fair to you.

Phyllis: Oh, fair? Wow. Fair.

Nick: I'm trying to be honest with you.

Phyllis: Are you? Thank you. Thank you for being honest. Were you being honest when you packed your bag? And then you tiptoed past your daughter's room so she wouldn't wake up?

Nick: What else do you want me to say to you?

Phyllis: Oh, I-I actually want you to say a lot of things to me. You owe that to me. I wanna hear you-- I wanna hear you say it. That while we were building a life together, and we had a child together, that you were still in love with Sharon. I wanna hear you say that to me. I wanna hear you say it to me. I wanna hear you say it to me, because it's the truth, right? It's the truth. I wanna hear you say it to me.

Nick: I don't know. I don't know.

Phyllis: Oh, you don't know? Really? Why not? You say it to me. Say it to me, because then I'll give up. Say it to me.

Nick: Don't--don't do this.

Phyllis: Say it to me!

Nick: Don't do this.

Phyllis: Say it to me! Say it to me! Say it to me!

Nick: Don't do this, please.

Phyllis: Say it to me. Don't tell me what to do and what not to do. I need to hear you say it to me.

Nick: Phyllis, please--

Phyllis: Get out. Get outta here. Please leave. Please leave, Nick. Please leave.

[Phyllis calls Michael]

Phyllis: Yeah, I'm fine. Uh, don't I sound fine?

Michael: You know how you sound. What's the problem?

Phyllis: Uh, nothing. I just haven't seen you in a while and... and I miss you. You know, I thought maybe you could come by.

Michael: Tonight?

Phyllis: Yeah. Um... I could use a friend.

Michael: Look, you got one, but not one that's free at the moment.

Phyllis: Please?

Michael: Sorry. I really wish I could help, kid, but you're on your own. I'm sorry.

Phyllis: Okay. All right. I'll talk to you soon.

(Beep)

Victoria: Noah? Is that you?

Nick: I used my key.

Victoria: I'm really sorry.

Nick: Yeah, me, too.

Michael: All right, Jack. What kind of trouble did you get yourself into this time?

Jack: Uh, it's not me.

Michael: Then, who? What the hell?

Jack: She's being booked right now. Shoplifting, grand theft, maybe both.

Michael: Wow, that's surprising. What's the story?

Jack: Someone broke into her hotel suite. Whoever it was, trashed the place and cut up her clothes. Did a particularly good job with her lingerie.

Michael: Oh, God.

Jack: Once the police were called, and Sharon did not call them, they walk in and find a pile of stolen goods there, all planted.

Michael: Why? By whom?

Jack: You come up with a theory, I'll back you. Incidentally, a lot of this merchandise is from Fenmore’s. The tag was still on them. Is that a conflict of interest?

Michael: It very could be, but all right. Uh, let's have the story from the top. Sharon was arrested on what proof?

Jack: Her confession. Which she made before they read her her rights. So that's inadmissible, right? I mean, I was there. I saw the whole thing. She was totally rattled. Hell, who wouldn't be? She walks into her room, it looks like a bomb has gone off in there. Seconds later, the police show up, start grilling her with questions, all but accusing her. Talk about duress. My God, they see a pile of stolen goods--

Michael: What kind of goods? Specifics.

Jack: Uh, from Fenmore’s, mostly jewelry, a bunch of cheap knickknacks. Stuff she doesn't need. Shoes, uh--uh, books. Books--the--the titles of which I have no idea she has any modicum of interest in.

Michael: Books?

Jack: Yeah, from Trumble's used bookstore. What is she doing with those? Listen--listen, she's been through a lot lately-- Brad's death, our divorce. My biggest worry is that she'll go on saying things she doesn't mean and get herself in deeper trouble.

Michael: Sharon stole books from Trumble's?

Jack: Allegedly, yeah. Why? Michael?

Michael: I can't help you, Jack. Call another lawyer.

Jack: What?

Michael: Call another lawyer.

Gloria: Kevin? Angel? It's Mommy. I just had to see you.

Man: Not too close.

Gloria: I'm sorry I came empty-handed. Not like when you had your tonsils out, remember? I brought you your very first yo-yo. And you were the neighborhood champ in no time. All those tricks. Elephant trunk, walk the dog, Texas star. You were so good at that one. And you practiced for hours. You were always so good with your hands. (Distorted voice) You built all those cute little models and those crazy go-karts, too, remember?

[Kevin having a delusion]

Chipmunk voice: You always did wonderful things with your hands, Kevin. Look at me, Honey. It's me. Can you hear me? Are you with me, son? Kevin? Kevin, answer me. Tell me you hear me. Just one word, that's all I ask, Sweetie. I'm begging you. Tell me! Tell me!

Gloria: Please tell me, Kevin.

Kevin: No!! No! Stay away! Leave me alone! Go away! Go away!

Michael: I pushed so hard to put Kevin someplace where he could actually begin to recover. But Heather just had to win. So now my brother pays the price.

Lauren: Michael, I'm so sorry.

Michael: I know, I know, I'll just--I'll... drop it. There's no reason to dump this on you or Eden, especially after what I just heard.

Lauren: You mean, you heard about Noah?

Michael: Huh?

Lauren: Oh, um... well, it seems that Noah and Eden had a life-changing night together.

Michael: Oh! For... God's sake! Do I even wanna know what that is?

Lauren: Probably not.

Michael: Ugh.

Eden: Michael. We were so worried about you. How's Kevin?

Michael: He's, um... he's in a safe place tonight.

Eden: Then what's wrong? Oh. I get it. Lauren told you about Noah and me, and I can tell by the look on your face that you don't approve.

Michael: Look, there's something you should both know. Sharon Abbott was arrested tonight. For theft. Stolen items were found in her hotel room from several stores, including yours, I'm afraid.

Lauren: Are you kidding me?

Michael: There was clothing, knickknacks, shoes, jewelry and used books from Trumble's bookstore.

Lauren: Books?

Michael: Apparently, Sharon was a repeat customer.

Eden: Noah's mom? She's the one who stole the books that were in the bag that I carried out with me that day? She was shoplifting, and she just stood there and let me get blamed for it?

Michael: It looks that way.

Noah: Dad?

Phyllis: Oh, Summer's asleep, Noah.

Noah: Sorry. Where is he?

Phyllis: I don't know.

Noah: But he's coming back soon, right?

Phyllis: Um... I don't know. I-I don't know, uh, when your dad's gonna be back. I-I have no idea.

Victoria: Nick? I made up the spare room. Everything's ready.

Nick: Thanks, Vick.

Victoria: Is there anything else that you need?

Nick: (Sighs) No, I'm good. Sleep well.

Victoria: Okay, you, too.

Jack: Hey. Good news. I got a great recommendation. Top notch lawyer is on his way. We're gonna bail you out and put this all behind you. Tomorrow morning, you will wake up as if this never happened. I promise. Hey... anything else I can do for you? Listen, you want me to call Nick?

Sharon: No. Do not call him.

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

Victor: What I want is better harmony on the board of directors.

Colleen: Seriously?

Jill: You are swimming with the sharks now, and there's blood in the water.

Phyllis: Oh, my goodness, she was finally caught.

Nick: Did you set her up?

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