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Nick: That sounds great. Shoot me an e-mail, and then we'll be in business. All right, thanks, Glen.

Phyllis: Crazy, crazy. First time I've sat down all day.

Nick: (Sighs) As long as we make our deadline, that's all that counts. I mean, we have promoted the hell out of this issue.

Phyllis: I know, it-- but it's always like this, no matter how much we work. No matter how much we try, it's always crazy like this.

Nick: (Chuckles) It's always a mad scramble to the finish line.

Phyllis: Okay, so the photo shoot, uh, for the feature and the cover is tomorrow before then, and I-I-I need some help.

Nick: We're gonna get it done. We always do.

Phyllis: Okay, tell me how I'm gonna be able to accomplish all this without you.

Jack: Pregnant? Are you su--

Sharon: Yeah, yeah. I'm--I'm sure.

Jack: Sharon, that's wonderful. I cannot begin to tell you how--

Sharon: Oh, wait. Jack, um, I-I'm not sure, um...

Jack: It's okay. I understand. It could be Nick’s. It could also be ours, yours and mine.

Sharon: Jack, you know, there's just, um, there's so much more to all of this, and--

Jack: Whatever it is, it doesn't matter to me. What matters is I want you back, and I want this baby.

Billy: Hey.

Chloe: Oh, look who's here.

Billy: (Chuckles) Unh, unh, unh. No espresso for you. Not until you're able to sleep for eight straight hours.

Chloe: What? Do you hear that, Dee? Your dad wants you to be boring and conventional. You tell him that you are a night owl, and it's genetic. I thought you were at work.

Billy: Yeah, well, I had something to do first. I went to see Victor. I wanted to see if, uh, he might have a position for me over at Newman, something with upward potential.

Chloe: Wait, you-- you asked Victor for a job? What about Jabot?

Billy: I'm not too confident in the way that Jack's running things. Anyway, there wasn't anything available at Newman, which is too bad. I was really looking forward to the fresh start.

Chloe: Yeah, but I'm confused, because all you wanted was Cane out and the Abbotts back in, and now that's what you have, and you have your father's company. Why can't you just be happy with what you have?

Billy: I don't want to settle.

Victor: This is Sabrina's notebook and her exhibition catalog.

Ashley: I've never seen those before.

Victoria: Hey, guys. What's going on?

Ashley: I just walked over to the desk and, uh, these things were there. I have no idea where they came from.

Victor: (Sighs)

Victoria: It's just like the dress.

Ashley: You know about that?

Victoria: Yeah. Sabrina's dress from the gala. Yeah, I was there when Dad accused Mom of planting it in your room.

Ashley: I found it was laid out. I thought it was a gift from Victor. That's why I put it on.

Victor: Well, it certainly was not a gift from me.

Ashley: It was a malicious thing to do.

Victor: Yeah.

Ashley: And now this-- more things from Sabrina that appear without explanation. Why are you looking at me that way? Why? Do you think I had something to do with this?

Victor: Sweetheart, come on now.

Ashley: Victoria, I did not put these things on that desk.

Victor: Sweetheart, please.

Victoria: Then who did? And please don't say my mother.

Ashley: I wasn't gonna say your mother. I said I don't know. You believe me, don't you?

Victor: Darling, of course I believe you, and please don't be upset. We'll find an explanation, all right?

Victoria: I'll see what I can find out.

Victor: (Sighs)

Ashley: I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that I'm losing it, because first I hear a baby crying, and then the dress, and now all this stuff.

Victor: I don't think you're losing it. I want you to stop worrying. I'll find out who's responsible for this. You got it?

Paul: So in this super-big special issue of yours, is there a, uh, a little area or a-a section that, uh, talks about wedding superstitions?

Nikki: That's not a bad idea.

Paul: Yeah, so remind me again what it means when a-a beautiful single woman catches the bouquet?

Nikki: Oh, well, um, they say-- whoever "They" is--

Paul: Yes?

Nikki: That... (Sighs) That is the next person to get married.

Paul: Really?

Nikki: Mm.

Paul: Hmm.

Nikki: But, uh, it helps if that woman already has a special man in her life.

Paul: Yeah, I would imagine that would help matters quite a bit.

Nikki: Mm-hmm. And there's actually something else that would really, really help.

Paul: What is that? Can you show me?

Nikki: Well...

(Cell phone rings)

Nikki: (Gasps) Oh, my God.

Paul: Well, that kind of figures, doesn't it?

Nikki: Oh, and I have to take this. Yes, mark? (Gasps) Oh, no. Is he gonna be all right? Whoa. Um, I-I-I don't know. I mean, we have a deadline. Tomorrow is gonna be-- well, I'm sorry. Uh, we--we have no choice. We're--we're gonna have to use somebody else. Yeah. Yeah. Thanks for letting me know. Bye.

Paul: Well, that doesn't sound promising.

Nikki: (Groans) I am so sorry.

Paul: Don't worry about it. Take care of it.

Nikki: All right, I gotta go.

Paul: Put out your fires. Call me later.

Nikki: I'll talk to you soon.

Paul: Okay.

Nikki: Okay.

Nick: So just have the distributor call me, and then we'll hash it out. Thanks.

Phyllis: You know, I was serious before.

Nick: About what?

Phyllis: You know. How am I gonna do this without you?

Nick: Look, it's not like I'm leaving town. I will be around for you to bounce ideas off me, plus you'll have my mom here. This whole issue was practically your idea.

Phyllis: Yeah, it was her idea, totally her idea. But who's been doing all the work? Me.

Nick: (Sighs) All right, look. If you need help, we'll hire more people.

Phyllis: Hiring strangers is not gonna fix this problem.

Jack: I can only imagine how much you have going through your mind right now. I promise, I won't pressure you. I do want you to know two things, though-- I love you, and more than anything, I want to raise this child together, no matter what.

Sharon: I-I don't know what to do.

Jack: It's overwhelming.

Sharon: I don't want anyone to know yet, especially Noah. This is gonna be huge for him. (Sighs) Things haven't been going that well for us lately, so I need to figure out the best way to tell him.

Jack: Sweetheart, you can't hide this forever.

Sharon: No, but it's early. I do have time, and I need to take it. I can't make any rash decisions. I need to think about what's best for the baby.

Jack: Two parents who love him--or her-- and love each other. That's what's best for the baby. We can have such a wonderful life together. I have learned so much in this--

Sharon: Jack. Jack. My head is spinning, okay? Just don't get ahead of yourself. I haven't made any decisions yet, and--and I need to--some-- take some time to consider it. There's so much more to this, more than you know.

Billy: Well, it still looks like the same old place... only better.

(Chuckles)

Mac: What can I get you?

Billy: Uh, sex on the beach? All right, you're right. It's a little too early for that. How about a passionate kiss? If the bartender doesn't know how to make it, you can whip one up for me-- peach schnapps, pineapple juice, razzmatazz--

Mac: You think this is funny?

Billy: Yeah, I think it's funny. Don't you think it's funny?

Mac: No. You have to stop. You can't kiss me anymore.

Billy: I kissed you?

Mac: (Sighs) We're not kids anymore, Billy. Choices have been made.

Billy: Okay, so I got a few things I gotta deal with.

Mac: Yeah, "Things," like a wife and a daughter who aren't going anywhere, no matter how much you might want them to. I think that Mommy is going to have to put a "No trespassing" sign on Daddy in hot neon pink.

(Sighs)

Chloe: Hi, Mm. Hi. Um, hey, look. Is--is "Mother Teresa" around? You know who I'm talking about. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, she's at work. Great. No, no, I gotta go. Okay, thank you. Thank you. You've been such a big help. Thanks, Mom. Love you. Bye.

(Sighs) You know what, Dee? Mom just had a giant craving for a chili-cheese dog. Hmm? You want one? Okay.

Billy: If you would have shown up five minutes before Chloe and I said, "I do"--

Mac: We would have been together?

Billy: Yeah, we would have been together. It's just bad timing. It's nothing we can't fix. Mac, damn it, we've been given a second chance. I don't want to throw it away, okay? We--we can have the life we both dreamed of.

Mac: I'm a-- I'm a totally different person, and so are you. You have a little girl.

Billy: Yes, I do. I have a little girl, one that I happen to be crazy about, but it--it's not like I'm gonna just shirk off my responsibilities to my kid. I can still be a father and be with you at the same time.

Mac: You made a promise to her and to her mother. I'm not gonna get in the middle of that, and I'm not gonna let you keep doing this every single time we run into each other.

Billy: Mac, just... (Sighs) Come on.

Mac: No. You have to stop daydreaming.

Billy: It's not daydreaming. We were together, and it was stolen from us. It's not fair.

Mac: Life isn't fair. You want to see that? Get on a plane. Go to Darfur. You'll see that life isn't fair.

Billy: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Nick: Uh-huh. So am I still on your list?

Phyllis: I don't know. Are you?

Nick: Phyllis, come on. Come on.

Phyllis: I don't want to talk about it here.

Nick: Look...

Phyllis: Mm.

Nick: We made a pact, remember?

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Nick: Total honesty.

Phyllis: Yep.

Nick: Otherwise, things fester.

Phyllis: You made a decision to work for your father and leave this magazine without discussing it with me first.

Nick: Mnh-mnh. I discussed it with you.

Phyllis: Oh, you already had made up your mind, Nick. You just threw it past me. You know, you-- you did what you wanted anyway, like usual.

Nick: (Sighs) I'm very sorry you're upset.

Phyllis: Well, this decision affects us both on so many levels. You have to see that. But you--you made your mind up on your own. You didn't even discuss it with me.

Nick: Look, I think you're overreacting.

Phyllis: Well, that's odd, because I feel very neglected, and not only here.

Nikki: We got a problem.

(Sighs)

Nick: What's wrong now?

Nikki: Our photographer canceled. I just got off the phone with his rep.

Phyllis: Well, he can’t. He has a contract. He can't do that.

Nikki: Uh, he's in the hospital with dengue fever, something he caught on a shoot in Brazil. It's very serious.

Nick: Aw, man.

Phyllis: Oh, no.

Nikki: Look, it's just one of those things that we have no control over.

Jack: Have you seen a doctor yet?

Sharon: Um, no.

Jack: I want to go with you when you do.

Sharon: Well, um, no I-- I can take care of myself.

Jack: No, the point is, you shouldn't have to.

Mary Jane: (Sighs) Sharon. I didn't expect you to be here.

Sharon: Yeah, I-I just-- I needed to talk to Jack about something.

Mary Jane: Oh. Well, that makes two of us.

Victor: Everything is put away.

Ashley: I just can't believe this is happening...

Victor: (Sighs)

Ashley: Not today. My hands are so full already. I mean, we're taking Gloria to court.

Victor: Sweetheart, will you try to stay calm?

Ashley: Were--were you calm when you saw me walk down in Sabrina's dress? Victor, this is malicious. Somebody is trying to destroy our relationship. They don't want us together.

Victor: I know you don't agree with me, but I have someone in mind.

Ashley: No, I don't think it--it's Nikki, I don’t. Maybe years ago, but not now.

Victor: Well, then who the hell wants to hurt you like this?

Ashley: There's only one person that I can think of.

Victoria: (Gasps) (Sighs) You scared me.

Adam: You didn't hear me say, "Come in"?

Victoria: No, I-- what are you doing in here in the dark?

Adam: Going green-- saves energy. It's all the rage these days. Haven't you heard? There's not much sense turning the lights on when you can't see.

Victoria: So have you been in here for a while?

Adam: Most of the day. Why?

Victoria: I was just wondering how you were doing.

Adam: (Chuckles) Yeah, right. What--what do you want?

Victoria: Excuse me?

Adam: You're looking for something. What is it?

Victoria: I thought you couldn't see.

Adam: Uh, light, shadows, motion-- that's about it. But my hearing's fine. So you're snooping around, looking for something.

Victoria: I wasn't snooping around, Adam.

Adam: Don't insult me, okay? I may be here under house arrest, but that doesn't make you my warden. You can't just come in here and toss my cell anytime you want. Anyway, visiting hours are just about over, so why don't you get the hell out?

Victoria: Dad and Ashley were freaking at some of Sabrina's things being on his desk.

Adam: That's-- that's just bizarre.

Victoria: Yeah, I know. Tell me about it.

Adam: (Sighs) Yeah, I bet this is really hard on Ashley. I mean, it-- this is the last thing she needs in her condition.

Victoria: (Sighs) I'm really surprised that you care.

Adam: Well, that's because you don't know me. And, you know--you know, why bother to make the effort when it's just so much easier to vilify me? Something bad happens, it must be Adam. So you come in here, and you snoop around, and you think you're gonna find something. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Sis.

Victoria: Adam--

Adam: Just save it.

Victoria: I'm sorry if I offended you, okay?

Adam: Maybe this is, uh, a backhanded compliment. I always used to complain that you never gave me enough credit, and here you are giving me too much, thinking a-a blind man could pull off such an elaborate scheme. (Chuckles) Well, I gotta hand it to you, Sis, you sure know how to make a guy feel special.

Victor: It's not Estella, Darling. That's absurd. There's no way that she would set this up.

Ashley: Why not?

Victor: Because she has been working for me for years. She's trustworthy. She's loyal.

Ashley: But she hates me.

Victor: How do you know that?

Ashley: Because ever since I walked into this house, Victor, she's given me nothing but attitude. I ask for a glass of water, and she insists what I really want is tea. I mean, I would love just to-- to make a simple request without having to get into an argument with her.

Victor: Well, may-- maybe you're still getting used to one another.

Ashley: (Sighs) It's so much more that that. Look, she adored Sabrina, and she sees me as an interloper. I mean, she would like nothing more than to get me out of here. She would. And not to mention she has complete access to the house 24/7. She can go anywhere she wants-- the grounds, anywhere.

Victor: Sweetheart, I just don't think that Estella would do this. I'm sorry.

Ashley: I wasn't gonna say anything... (sighs) Because of how it looks, but the other night when I ran upstairs after that whole dress episode, I went into my closet, and there was a garment bag and there was a photo taped on it, and it was of Sabrina from the gala, and not just that, but there were receipts of my credit card with-- with my signature, as if I had bought that entire ensemble, Victor. And I did not buy it! When I confronted Estella, she denied it, but I know she's lying, Victor, and now this. More things are happening all the time, and it--it--they're-- it's trying to unnerve us. It's trying to undermine our trust in each other. It has to stop. Please.

Victor: I will talk to Estella. Um...

Ashley: Thank you.

Victor: Do you still have any of the receipts?

Ashley: Yes. They're upstairs.

(Sobs)

Victor: Would you go upstairs please, and get them for me?

Ashley: I will.

Victor: Okay. My darling, I don't want you to get this upset. Please, don’t.

Ashley: I can't help it.

Victor: My sweetheart, it's not good for you, not good for the baby.

Ashley: I know.

Victor: Hmm? Please?

Ashley: (Sighs)

Victor: I promise you, I'll get to the bottom of this, okay?

Ashley: Okay. I'll be right back.

Mac: Sorry to keep you waiting. Welcome to Jimmy's. What can I get you?

Chloe: What can you get me? Um, hmm. You know, I-I was, uh, I was thinking that I wanted one of those big, old, nasty chili-cheese dogs. But then-- then I saw those ribs, and, mmm. I just love me some ribs. Don't you love ribs? You know what it reminds me of? It reminds me of when you're kissing a really hot guy, and, you know, when you, like, you--you let your hands run up against his sides? 'Cause it's just-- it's just so yummy and so delicious. Don't you like that? Oh, I'm--I'm sorry. Am I making you uncomfortable? Is this making you uncomfortable? I-I figured since I'm talking about my husband that you wouldn't mind if I got a little graphic.

Mac: If you saw that kiss, then you also saw me show him that that kind of behavior is completely unacceptable.

Chloe: No. No, actually, um, I saw that you slapped him after he kissed you. So you got your kiss, and then-- then you got your righteous indignation. Well, now it's time for mine.

Sharon: Well, I'll let you get to your business.

Jack: In case I haven't made it clear, you are my first priority.

(Door closes)

Billy: Looks like I showed up a little late to this party.

Jack: Hey, Billy, what's up? Do you need me for something?

Mary Jane: I, uh, asked him here. (Sighs) We've gotta go over everything we need to before court today.

Jack: Oh, yeah. The press is gonna be all over this.

Mary Jane: Mm-hmm. The slightest whiff of anything lurid, they'll be all over it.

Sharon: Um, well, I, um, I should go and let you--

Jack: That can wait. You don't have to go.

Sharon: No, I do, because I'm--I'm exhausted.

Jack: Well, in that case, get outta here. Get some rest. We'll talk later, all right?

Sharon: Sure.

Mary Jane: If we're gonna get through everything we need to before our meeting at "Restless Style," then we--

Billy: (Claps hands) Chop-chop, big brother. Get your head back in the game.

Mary Jane: (Sighs) It's coverage you won't see anywhere else.

Sharon: Honey, I'm just-- I'm so tired. And the thought of traipsing through a bunch of houses, I-- no, of course I meant what I said. I mean, we have to go out looking. We will find another house, just not today, okay? But soon. I just--I really just don't feel well today, but you--you have my word. As soon as I-- Noah? Are you still there?

(Sighs)

(Muttering)

(Cell phone closes)

Sharon: I'll just call Nick later. I-- (Sighs)

Sharon: (Sighs) (Sighs)

Nikki: All right, let me know if your schedule clears up.

Phyllis: Well, um, is there anyone you can recommend?

Nick: Full feature layout, plus cover.

Phyllis: Right.

Nick: Yeah, basically, we just need somebody good behind the lens.

Phyllis: Okay, thanks.

Nikki: Hey, Lee Ann. How's the setup going?

Lee Ann: Not so great. They delivered the wrong backdrop.

Nick: Yeah, hold on a second. Okay, then just call over to the prop house. Have 'em bring the right one.

Lee Ann: It's too late. They already shipped it to a movie shoot up in Madison.

Phyllis: Okay, we're done. That means we're done.

Lee Ann: What do you want me to do?

Nick: Okay, yeah. I gotta go. I'll call you back. Okay, just call there. See if they have something close. If not, then we're gonna have to go to a location, and then there goes the budget.

Lee Ann: I'm on it.

Nikki: (Sighs) What else can go wrong? No, don't answer that.

Phyllis: Um, well, we gotta get used to doing this all on our own, Nikki. Want to tell her your news?

Nick: Dad asked me to replace Neil chief operating officer. I told him I'd take the job.

Nikki: Nicholas! (Sighs) Are you sure you want to do that?

Phyllis: I think it's a huge mistake for a lot of reasons.

Nick: I am not abandoning you. I'm a phone call away.

Nikki: Honey, it's not just that. Your father has disappointed you so many times.

Nick: I know, Mom, but as I told Phyllis, I'm not going into this with my eyes closed. It's gonna be different this time. You'll see.

Victor: You're sure you didn't notice anything or see anything amiss?

Adam: No, I wish I had. I'd help you solve this.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Estella: Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to let you all know I'm back.

Ashley: And where were you?

Estella: I went to have lunch with my nephew.

Ashley: Where was that?

Estella: We planned on meeting at the Athletic Club, but Rafe got a call that he needed to be in court.

Ashley: So where did you go?

Estella: I bought a sandwich, did a little window-shopping in town, then took the long way back. The spring wildflowers are so beautiful.

Ashley: Did you make any phone calls, Estella? Maybe on your cell phone or something?

Estella: Why are you asking me all these questions?

Ashley: You see? She had time to come back to the house.

Victor: Sweetheart, you don't know that.

Estella: We-- uh, what are you talking about? I ju--I just now walked in. Wh-what's going on?

Ashley: You want to know what's going on? I'll tell you. Somebody left out some more of Sabrina's things for me to find, and I'm sure you can imagine how disturbing that would be.

Adam: No, wait. Y-you can't possibly think Estella’s the one behind all of this.

Victoria: No one's accusing anyone, Adam. We're just trying to figure out what's going on.

Estella: It wasn't me. I could never be so cruel and insensitive. Mr. Newman, you have to believe--

Ashley: Are you going to deny that you wouldn't love to just have me out of this house, Estella?

Victor: That's enough! Thank you, Estella.

Estella: Yes, Sir.

Ashley: You're not gonna just let this go.

Victor: Sweetheart, I promise you, I will get to the bottom of this if it's the last thing I do.

Chloe: Oh, Miss? Miss? I could, uh, I could get some service over here. The service is slow.

Mac: I've said everything I have to say to you, Chloe.

Chloe: You know, you think you know him, but you don’t. You don’t. He's not a teenager anymore. He's all grown up. He and I are so much alike, it is scary. We are... (Laughs) We're like little devils, really. I mean, he was hooking up with girls across five continents. I can't even imagine how many hearts he's broken. He was running with a fast crowd, sleeping with dozens of girls at a time. I mean, do you know that he got with Amber in at least two cities? He gave her a fake name, a fake name. Said that his name was "Liam," short for "William." Very clever, huh? I mean, of course, this was after he was done with the whole gambling thing. I guess he decided he could only handle four or five vices at a time.

Mac: I think we both know why he was doing all of that.

Chloe: (Clears throat)

Mary Jane: Anyone sticks a microphone in your face, let the lawyer be the one to say, "No comment." Less is more today. I'll be issuing a formal written statement after Gloria is found liable. Questions? Jack?

Jack: I'm sorry, what?

Mary Jane: Wow. How much of this do I need to repeat?

Jack: I--no, you know, I'm good. I know the drill. Uh, when are we due in court?

Mary Jane: Well, not for a while. We do have that meeting, uh, at the magazine first with Phyllis.

Jack: Yeah. I haven't forgotten.

Mary Jane: Well, I'll meet you by the elevators. I need to stop by my office and pick up a few things. Oh, before I forget, uh, keep tonight open. We may have some celebrating to do.

Jack: We'll see.

Billy: So that's why you didn't come home last night.

Jack: Don't spread that around, okay?

Billy: (Chuckles) No worries. Trust me.

Jack: And Mary Jane is fantastic.

Billy: Yeah, but... but what? Do you have something else going on?

Jack: You gotta promise me you won't breathe a word of this to anyone.

Billy: I promise. What the hell's going on?

Jack: Sharon is pregnant, and I gotta tell you, little brother, I could not be happier.

[Sharon dreaming]

Sharon: Noah? Honey, where are you? Please don't be mad at me. Nicholas? Nick, can you hear me? I-I'm right here. Nicholas?

Sharon: Cassie? What are you doing here, Sweetie? Oh, my gosh.

Cassie: I told you there would be a baby-- a girl.

Sharon: A baby girl. A baby girl.

(Sighs)

(Knock on door)

Adam: Who's there?

Ashley: It's me, Adam.

Adam: If you're here to, uh, search my room, Victoria already beat you to the punch...

Ashley: No.

Adam: Came up empty-handed.

Ashley: I don't think you had anything to do with what's been going on.

Adam: Well, for obvious reasons, I'm sure, but thank you. It's nice to know someone around here doesn't think I'm a total creep. (Sighs) I just wish there was something I could do to help.

Ashley: I appreciate that.

Adam: You know who might be able to, though?

Ashley: Who?

Adam: Victoria. She and Sabrina were best friends, knew about all her stuff. Plus, uh, she practically lived her whole life in this house. Seems like the perfect candidate to me... to get to the bottom of this, that is.

Victoria: Dad, come on. Do you honestly think that someone is doing this to Ashley? I mean, it wouldn't be the first time she lost touch.

Victor: Please, don't go there, all right?

Victoria: I wasn't trying to be disrespectful.

Victor: You don't have to try.

(Doorbell rings)

Victor: That's a knee-jerk reaction.

Victoria: Dad.

Victor: I'm serious. You have been disrespectful when I got married to Sabrina. And you don't like it right now, because I'm involved with a woman that's not your mother. Now grow up and deal with it, all right?

(Doorbell rings)

Victor: Who the hell is at the door?

Victor: What do you want?

Nikki: I am here about Nicholas, if you have a moment. I would like to talk to you--

Victor: There's nothing you have to say that could possibly interest me, all right? You deal with your mother.

(Door closes)

Nikki: (Sighs) Ooh, someone's crabby.

Victoria: (Sighs) More of Sabrina's things showed up. Some catalogs, the Koons egg, handwritten notes.

Nikki: Really?

Victoria: Yeah.

Nikki: Hmm, I'm surprised I haven't gotten a call from your father yet.

Victoria: (Chuckles) The ties that bind.

Nikki: Oh, yes. (Sighs) Nothing quite says "I love you" like accusing someone of multiple crimes.

Victoria: (Chuckles) Mom, I'm really glad that you don't let Dad get to you the way that he used to. It would be nice if he wasn't so brusque with you all the time, though, wouldn't it?

Nikki: Yeah, yeah. But, um, that's Victor. There's no changing him. I think a part of him hates knowing that there's no escaping me.

Victoria: Well, you're better off with Paul, I think. I'm really glad you decided to go for it, because whenever I see you two together, it's just-- well, it's obvious how happy you are, Mom.

Nikki: Oh, thank you, Sweetheart.

Paul: (Sighs)

Nick: Is that what I think it is?

(Ring box snaps shut)

Paul: Depends on what you think it is.

Nick: (Chuckles)

Paul: (Chuckles)

Nick: Well, I just want you to know, I'm all for this.

Paul: You mean that?

Nick: Yeah, Paul. You're a great guy. You've been great for Mom. You've really been there for her.

Paul: That means a lot. Thanks.

Nick: So does Mom know?

Paul: Well, it's, um, it's designed to be a surprise.

Nick: Ahh.

Paul: You know, it-- it has been, um, quite a revelation for me, this whole, um, getting back together with your mom after all these years. And I guess maybe what they say is true, that your first love is the deepest.

Sharon: I'm so glad to see you, Cassie. I've missed you.

Cassie: I miss you, too, Mom.

Sharon: I think about you every day. So the baby, you said it's a girl. That--that makes me so happy.

Cassie: No, Mom. She's here already.

Sharon: Who is?

Cassie: The baby girl. It's Summer.

Sharon: No!

(Moans)

Phyllis: Yeah, these are great. These are great ideas, Mary Jane.

Mary Jane: Thank you very much. It helps when the boss gives you carte blanche.

Jack: Well, I trust you completely.

Mary Jane: Shall we move on to publicity?

Phyllis: Yeah, let's move on to publicity. Believe me, it's the only thing that's gone right today. You're a godsend.

Mary Jane: Mm.

Jack: (Sighs)

Chloe: Billy kissed you. So obviously, he's pining away for you. That's what I'm supposed to believe, yeah?

Cordelia: (Fusses)

Mac: Would it be wrong?

Chloe: Am I supposed to feel threatened because you're his first love?

Mac: If you do, it's because of your own insecurities, not because of anything I've done.

Cordelia: (Cries)

Chloe: Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh. Well, baby trumps first love, right, Dee Dee?

Sharon: (Breathing heavily)

Jack: Its okay, Sweetheart. I've got you. You're safe in my arms.

Jack: It's all right. Everything's going to be okay, I promise. Sharon? Sharon, are you with me?

Billy: Sharon? Come on, Sharon.

(Pounding on door)

Sharon: (Gasps)

Billy: Sharon!

(Pounding on door)

Billy: Come on! Sharon, open the door!

Sharon: (Whimpers)

Billy: I know you're in there. Would you just open the door, please?

(Pounding on door)

Billy: Sharon? Sharon! I mean, what the hell? Come on.

(Door closes)

Billy: Are you pregnant?

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

Mary Jane: Phyllis, you-- you and Jack have remained close. What about Sharon?

Sharon: This isn't all about you.

Billy: Oh, I know that. It's also about Jack.

Michael: Mrs. Bardwell was not aware she was being recorded.

Judge: Overruled. Play the tape.

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