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Sharon: What time is it?

Nick: Its five minutes later than the last time you asked.

Sharon: Oh, that's five minutes closer to finding out the results. Why did the doctor make me come into the office? Why couldn't he just tell me on the phone?

Nick: Easy, killer, all right? It's gonna happen in a couple of hours. I want to know just as badly as you do.

Sharon: I'm afraid that you're gonna be disappointed.

Nick: Oh, no, no, no. Don't, okay? Look, no matter who turns out to be the father of this baby, I'm committed to you and this little girl 150%, okay?

Sharon: We are so lucky that we have this second chance.

Nick: You know, I think it's a sign that we're finding out about this baby today.

Sharon: What? Today? What's today?

Nick: It's the anniversary of the first time I asked you to marry me.

Sharon: (Gasps) Oh, gosh. We were so young then, and I was so in love with you. (Giggles)

Nick: "Was"? What--

Sharon: Well, yeah. I mean, still am.

Nick: Oh.

Sharon: Always have been. Just a few minor detours along the way.

Nick: Yeah, but we found our way back, and now we're starting a new family together. It's the way it was always meant to be.

Mary Jane: Wow, you and Nick were really happy in that picture.

Phyllis: Yeah, we were. We were. It's funny. We, uh, started this magazine so we could work together, and, um, now we're doing the family issue when our family's falling apart. It's just nutty.

Mary Jane: Yeah, but you know what? Y-you never know what the future will bring.

Phyllis: Oh, I know what the future will bring. I have read the tea leaves. I know it's not good.

Summer: Mommy, look!

Phyllis: Hey, pretty girl. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Summer: (Giggles)

Phyllis: Let me see this. Look at this craziness. You did that at camp, didn't you?

Summer: Yep.

Phyllis: Wow. Charlotte, thank you so much. (Laughs) Oh, what is that?

Summer: I made this for you.

Phyllis: (Gasps) You made this for me? Oh, that's gorgeous. That is gorgeous. Mary Jane?

Mary Jane: Gorgeous. Oh, I'm feeling a bit jealous. Hmm, would you make me one, too?

Summer: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: (Chuckles) Cool. No, no, no. No, Summer. You--you--you can't just eat these, okay? You know that. Sweetie, they could have peanuts in them, and peanuts make you sick, so let's see. Yeah, look at that-- right there--"Peanuts." All right? Before you eat things, you have to ask a grown-up, all right, Sweetie?

Summer: All right.

Phyllis: All righty. I'm gonna throw these out. You don't want those. Those are bad. Let's find some other snacks in here. You have some other great things to eat.

Jack: Hey, there.

Mary Jane: Oh, hey. We meet again.

Jack: Yeah, I guess we both turn in the best of circles. Hey, Red.

Phyllis: Hey, Jack.

Jack: Summer, look at you. Wow, have you sprouted up.

Summer: (Giggles)

Phyllis: I know. She's my little weed. We have to get new clothes, but with everything else going on... oh, anyway, uh, hey, Jabot sent over the art for that ad, for the back-to-school ad.

Jack: Actually, I'm not here to talk about that. Have you got a second?

Phyllis: Yeah, sure. All right, sweetie. You sit right here in Mommy's chair. Do Mommy's work. Maybe you'll do it better. (Chuckles) What's up?

Jack: I thought you might like to know Sharon gets the results of the paternity test today.

Adam: Mary Jane. I-- no, I-I--listen, I don't know her last name. How many Mary Janes can you have registered at the club? No, look--look, I-I met her at a coffeehouse, okay? We exchanged first names. She left her phone. I'm trying to be a Good Samaritan. I mean, what-- I figured she'd want her phone back. Never mind.

Victor: Hi. I have a meeting in town, so do you need anything?

Adam: Uh, no, thanks. I'm fine. How'd the arraignment go?

Victor: Estella's out on bail. But the restraining order against her is still in effect.

Adam: Good. Listen, uh, was that-- was that you I heard outside my window earlier?

Victor: Oh, I was taking a walk.

Adam: With Ashley?

Victor: No, I was alone.

Adam: Yeah, you know, I-- I thought I heard you talking to someone.

Victor: You must be mistaken, all right?

Adam: Is Ashley home?

Victor: No, Ashley's not home. In fact, she went to town to have dinner with Abby and Noah. Then they're gonna go shopping. You gonna be all right alone?

Adam: Don't worry about me.

Victor: All right. I'll see you later.

Chloe: I love, love, loved the Italian ensemble. Mm, the layered floral and the white silk was just perfection. It was perfection... although, you know, I really did like the pink tutu and the sequined headband. It was pretty hot, too, wasn't it? Yeah? Wait till daddy eyeballs your fabulous photos for "Restless Style." I wonder which one he's gonna love best. Hmm. Maybe I should call him, tell him that I e-mailed him the shots, right? Let him see what he's missing. Hmm. (Sighs)

Chloe: Voice mail. Daddy must have left his phone off.

Billy: Hi. You got my text.

Mac: Yeah, what's wrong? You, um, your text said "Urgent," but you didn't answer your phone.

Billy: You were worried about me?

Mac: Billy!

Billy: I didn't answer because I knew it would drive you crazy, and you had to come.

Mac: What's the big emergency?

Billy: Honey, if you didn't come quick, our food was gonna get cold. Uh, this is not about a hotel room. I-I... (Blows kiss) I promise.

Mac: Mm-hmm.

Billy: Uh, honestly, I just wanted to have a nice private dinner with you. We had such a good time at the coffeehouse patio, I thought, you know--

Mac: Yeah, that was different. It happened organically.

Billy: Well, look. If--if you don't stay and eat with me, all this food is gonna go to waste. I mean, I have your favorites here. I've got salad with extra tomatoes, no onions, thousand island on the side. I've got salmon Florentine, okay?

Mac: (Chuckles)

Billy: And--and--and-- and last, but not least, I have Mac and cheese, extra crunchy, with ketchup. Your secret is safe with me.

Mac: You remembered.

Billy: Yeah. You know, I-- I just thought this would be the best place to have a private dinner. You know, away from all the prying eyes and the flapping lips. I just wanted a chance to talk to you. I-I-I-I swear, there's no hidden agenda. I-I promise. (Clears throat)

Mac: Hard to keep the agenda hidden when there's a bed in the middle of the room.

Billy: Is that--that-- no, that's not a bed. You must be referring to the coat closet.

Mac: (Laughs)

Billy: And, uh, don't worry about that. Just--right this way, Mademoiselle. Your table awaits. Thank you.

Mac: (Chuckles)

Billy: All right.

Mac: Thank you.

Billy: You're welcome. Are you ready? Oh. Whoo-hoo. All right. (Clears throat) (Chuckles)

Mac: (Laughs)

Nick: No, Dad's not here yet. Okay, I will. Bye.

Sharon: Was that Noah?

Nick: It was Victoria. Ahh, you were hoping he was calling to say he had changed his mind.

Sharon: I thought he'd be happy that we're getting a house. Most kids are happy their parents get back together after a divorce. Noah--he wants to divorce us.

Nick: He's gonna be happy once we get settled, all right?

Sharon: I wish we could do this without hurting anyone.

Nick: (Sighs) Yeah, me, too. I mean, Summer-- she just doesn't understand. She freaks out every time I take off.

Sharon: You know, if this baby does turn out to be yours, I hope Summer doesn't resent her for taking her daddy away.

Nick: No, no, no. That's not gonna happen. Summer is gonna love her little sister, all right? She's going to. It may take some time, but don't worry. Look, this is right, okay? You and me being together, starting this family, it's right. It never should have been any other way. I just wish I'd been there for you.

Sharon: Well, Nick, don’t. Okay? Don't say that anymore.

Nick: It kills me every time I think about how useless I was to you when you needed me most. You have no idea how much I wish I could change what happened. I wish I could go back.

Sharon: What do you say we go forward, not back?

Nick: Okay, forward.

Summer: Whoo!

Mary Jane: (Laughs)

Summer: (Giggles)

Phyllis: (Sighs) All right, well, what comes around goes around, right? It reminds me of the time we were waiting to see, um, about Summer's paternity, right?

Jack: Oh.

Phyllis: Whether she was yours or Nick's, so I guess I know how Sharon feels. Anyway... (Sighs) Karma is a bitch.

Jack: Well, let's hope things turn out in my favor this time, for both our sakes.

Phyllis: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make this about me. I know you have a lot at stake. I'm sorry.

Jack: It will be what it will be. All we can do is hope for the best.

Mary Jane: Your daddy needs to come home to you and your mommy. Hmm. So she doesn't have to cry on Uncle Jack's shoulder anymore. Now your Auntie Mary Jane needs to figure out how that is going to happen.

Chloe: (Sighs) Daddy should have seen the pictures by now. Oh, well. His loss.

(Cell phone rings)

Chloe: Oh. Hello? Hi, Mom. Hi. Yeah, we're here. Okay, I'll see you in a bit. Bye. (Sighs) So Grandma's gonna come and take you home so Mommy can go to the club and work out. Maybe I'll even stay and treat myself to a nice dinner. Maybe I'll meet some fabulous man at the bar. Wouldn't Daddy be jealous?

Mac: So what were you doing in Miami?

Billy: Oh, I was working at the prestigious Seagull Sammy’s Sandpit Bar & Grill.

Mac: (Chuckles)

Billy: (Chuckles) The drinks were strong.

Mac: And the girls wore bikinis.

Billy: Oh, you've been there, have you?

Mac: I didn't know bartending ran in the family.

Billy: Yeah, I guess it's in the blood. Well, it's a good thing. I guess I have something to go back on if, uh, Jabot falls through.

Mac: All that wasted talent. You should ask cane for a job.

Billy: Hey. (Chuckles) You talk about wasted talent. You're the one who's working in a dive bar.

Mac: I needed something super uncomplicated after Darfur.

Billy: Yeah. Well, after hurricane Katrina, so did I. I mean, that's why I worked at the sandpit, because I needed relief from relief work.

Mac: (Chuckles) I can relate.

Billy: You know... (Clears throat) I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the other night.

Mac: When I stepped on your foot.

Billy: More like when I held you in my arms.

Mac: (Sighs) Billy--

Billy: No, come on, look. I-I miss having you in my life. Okay? It seems like everyone around me has an agenda except for you. Okay, you-- there's no games with you. You're real. I need a friend like that, and-- and I want us to have nights like this.

Mac: Yeah, tonight was fun, but we can't--

Billy: No, no, no, no, no. I'm not trying to cause any trouble, okay? I really-- I care a lot about you, and--and Raul, too. He's a good guy.

Mac: He is.

Billy: And--and if he's the one that makes you happy, then so be it, okay? I-I want you to be happy.

Mac: I broke off the engagement.

Billy: Uh, when?

Mac: When Raul was in town.

Billy: You're still wearing the ring.

Mac: I wasn't ready to tell anyone. And then I saw you and Chloe and Delia. I got scared.

Billy: What are you afraid of?

Mac: What you would do... what I might do.

Sharon: Please? (Giggles)

Nick: I can't do that.

Sharon: Come on.

Victor: Well? You two all set for the meeting?

Nick: Yes. I'm very interested to hear what they have to say.

Victor: So am I. Hmm, you look wonderful.

Sharon: Thank you. Thank you so much.

Victor: Glowing, almost like Ashley.

Sharon: (Chuckles) Well, things are a lot better.

Victor: You had a few very rough months.

Sharon: Thank you for not judging me.

Victor: You'll always be part of this family. In a moment of crisis, family pulls together, right, son?

Nick: You got it.

Victor: That's right.

Sharon: That means a lot to me, Victor.

Victor: Okay.

Nick: We are getting the test results today-- gonna find out if I'm the father of the baby.

Victor: Well, you should have told me that. I can go to the meeting myself. You stay with Sharon.

Sharon: Oh, no, my--my appointment isn't for a while, and I have some errands in the meantime, so...

Victor: All right.

Sharon: Why don't you go to your meeting, and I will meet you at the hospital?

Victor: What do you mean, "At the hospital"?

Sharon: Um, that's just where my doctor's office is.

Victor: Oh.

Nick: No matter how this turns out, we're gonna be okay.

Phyllis: I should have been prepared for this. It's my own fault. You know, everything that was going on between Sharon and Nick-- the cabin, Paris. I just didn't want to see the signs, I guess. Every time that Nick would--would go to Sharon when she'd call because she broke a nail or whatever. Uh, anyway... (Sighs) I went to go see Nick about Daniel’s bail, and the two of them were together in his suite, and I just felt like such an idiot, such an outsider.

Jack: Why didn't you come to me for the money?

Phyllis: I just needed Nick to sign off 'cause we have a joint account.

Jack: You don't need to put yourself through that. Come to me next time.

Phyllis: Thank you. You're a great friend, you know that? What would I do without you?

Jack: You can always count on me, always... no matter what you need.

Adam: Mom, how did you cope? How were you able to live and not be bitter about your blindness? You were so strong, an inspiration to anyone who knew you. I'm not that strong, Mom. I... (Sighs) God, if you saw me now, I'd be such a disappointment. I only messed with Ashley's mind to get back at Victor for the way he's-- he's treated me. I never-- I never, ever meant to hurt Ashley's baby. (Sighs) God, Mom, why did you put me back in touch with Victor? Why did he-- I know you always see the good in people, but you were-- you were wrong about him. You--you didn't know he-- if you could see him, he lied to me. "A walk by myself"? He-- I heard him. I heard him talking with somebody, planning against Jack, not that I care about Jack. He deserves what he gets, but the man judges me? He thinks I should be punished? And he goes, and he tells Ashley "I love you"? And then he plots against her brother. This man does not know the meaning of the word "Love." God, it's sick, twisted. The warped part of me is-- that's from Victor... my inheritance. I'm forbidden to lock my door. Do you believe that? Victor can walk in on me anytime he pleases. This box will have to go in a safer place.

(Knock on door)

Rafe: Adam, it's Rafe. I need to talk to you.

Adam: Rafe, Uh, hold on a second, okay? Just g-give me one second.

(Lamp rattles)

(Picture frame clatters)

Rafe: You all right?

Adam: Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm--I'm-- (Clears throat) I'm fine. I was just, uh, you startled me.

(Door closes)

Adam: I-I was resting. So what brings you here, man? Um, you're not my lawyer anymore. So is this a social call? You visiting the, uh, the blind guy?

Rafe: Um, I want to talk to you about Aunt Estella.

Adam: Estella, yeah. I-I heard you posted her bail today. God, that's-- man, it's so hard to believe that--that she could be responsible for those things done to Ashley, you know?

Rafe: She didn't do it.

Adam: How do you explain the--the tape recorder in her blazer and the fingerprints on the box with the statue's head?

Rafe: Anyone could have placed that recorder in her jacket, anyone.

Adam: Okay. What about the box?

Rafe: You were there when she explained that. She delivered a box of papers to Victor's house several days earlier. It's gotta be the same box that someone used to mail that statue head to Ashley.

Adam: Well, who would-- you know, who'd do this to her?

Rafe: I don't know, Adam. You tell me.

Billy: I-I don't know what to say. I-I am sorry, but I am-- I'm not sorry. I--Raúl's a great guy. I don't want him to be hurt, and I don't want you to be hurt either, but I'm, um--

Mac: When I came home that first night--

Billy: Oh, yeah, that night that we found out that we weren't related?

Mac: Yeah, your wedding night? (Chuckles)

Billy: Yeah. (Clears throat)

Mac: I have tried to put you out of my mind, forget about you.

Billy: It's been six years, and I haven't stopped thinking about you, Mackenzie.

Mac: (Sighs) It's too late. You're a husband and a father.

Billy: Chloe and I are separated.

Mac: I noticed she wasn't wearing her ring.

Billy: Well, that's because she threw it at me and told me that we were done.

Mac: Are you?

Billy: What about you and Raul? Um... (Tapping fingers) Do you love him?

Mac: Yeah. Just not --

Billy: Not like you love me.

Mac: (Sighs) I didn't say that.

Billy: No, but you were about to say that.

Mac: Don't do this to me.

Billy: Don't do what, huh? Ask you for the truth? I thought you prided yourself on being honest. I mean, that's how you've lived your entire life. (Stammers) No B.S., down-to-earth. You're a straight shooter. You're the most straightforward person I know, so can't we just come clean on this, huh?

Mac: I've tried to deny it. (Sighs) But ever since I've come home, I've known. It's you.

Billy: See, that's what I'm--

Phyllis: All right-- oh, what have you got?

Summer: Mommy, look. Look what I made.

Phyllis: Oh, beautiful-- a rainbow. Gorgeous. Gorgeous.

Summer: A pretty rainbow.

Phyllis: Right.

Mary Jane: I feel for Phyllis. I wish there was something I could do.

Jack: Yeah, so do I.

Mary Jane: Well, why don't we put our heads together and have dinner and come up with a way that we can cheer her up?

Jack: I like that.

Mary Jane: Yeah? Okay. I have a few more things over here I need to do, okay?

Jack: Okay. Hey, "Red," I'm out of here. Look, you need me for anything, whatever I am doing, I will drop it and come running.

Phyllis: Oh, thanks. Listen, um...

Jack: Come here.

Phyllis: Call--well, call me when you hear something, okay?

Mary Jane: (Clears throat) Hey, Summer, give your Auntie Mary Jane a big kiss good-bye. (Makes kissing sound)

Summer: (Giggles)

Mary Jane: Mm! (Sighs) Ewwww! Whew!

Victor: Well, son, you were right on point. I was concerned that your mind might be elsewhere.

Nick: On the baby.

Victor: Yeah.

Nick: Remember Cassie’s prediction?

Victor: That you and Sharon would have another one?

Nick: A year after Cassie died...

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Nick: She came to me in a dream and showed me our daughter.

Victor: Well, dreams can be very powerful, but they don't always come true, you know.

Nick: Look, I know that-- that I wasn't Cassie’s biological father. But she couldn't have been any more my daughter. That's the way I feel about this baby, Dad. I don't care what that test says.

Victor: However it turns out, I have faith in you.

Nick: "Faith." All right, thanks.

Victor: Talk to you later, all right?

Jack: Well, hello, Victor.

Victor: Hello, Jack.

Jack: Shut down any more banks lately?

Victor: You tell me where you deposit your money, and I will see to it that it's being shut down. How's that?

Jack: You remember Ms. Benson. I think you met her at Katherine’s wedding.

Victor: Hello, Ms. Benson.

Mary Jane: Hello, Victor. Um, you--you don't mind me calling you by your first name, do you? We ran into each other not too long ago, had quite a lovely chat.

Victor: Really? Did we?

Mary Jane: Yes, we did.

Victor: Hmm.

Mary Jane: We were here at the bar, um, sitting reading our, uh, financial section of the paper, and I mentioned the article about the whistleblower... the, uh, one who exposed the corrupt C.E.O.

Victor: I think I remember now, vaguely.

Mary Jane: Yeah.

Victor: I also remember telling you I think that you should be careful not to risk more than you can afford. Remember that?

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Hello?

Sharon: It's me.

Nick: Hey, I'm just leaving the club. I'll be there soon.

Sharon: Oh, no hurry. The--our doctor was called into an emergency c-section.

Nick: What does that mean for us? We gotta wait?

Sharon: No, the nurse went over the genetic report with me, and the baby's healthy.

Nick: Great. And the paternity?

Sharon: It's in the envelope that she gave me, along with the rest of the results, but I didn't open it because I wanted to wait for you.

Nick: Okay. We'll open it together.

Sharon: Okay. I'm in the hospital chapel.

Nick: Okay. I'm on my way. I love you. I can't wait.

Sharon: I love you, too.

Phyllis: All right, Summer, let's go. Summer? Summer? Hey, baby, let's go. Are you playing with Mommy's hats again? Summer? Oh, God. Summer! My God! Summer! Summer! Baby! Baby? Help! Help me, you guys! Summer! Baby!

Mary Jane: Why don't you order for me?

Jack: Uh, what are you in the mood for? Okay, chateaubriand for two.

Chloe: Hi, guys.

Mary Jane: Hi.

Chloe: Jack. Mary Jane.

Jack: Hey, Chloe, how are you? How's our little girl?

Chloe: Oh, she's great. She's, uh, drooling all over herself, blowing raspberries, just like her father.

(Chuckles)

Mary Jane: Mm.

Jack: Well, I miss having her around.

Chloe: Oh, well, you should stop by. We miss you.

Jack: I'll do that. Uh, l-listen, have you talked to Billy today I've been trying to reach him.

Chloe: Uh, I'm not my husband's keeper. Try Jimmy’s.

Jack: Uh, he's not there.

Chloe: Sorry. I can't help then.

Jack: Listen, if you should happen to talk to him, would you tell him the, uh, paternity test results are due today?

Chloe: Sure. I, uh, if I see him, I will. Let me know how that turns out. Yeah? I'll see you tomorrow.

Mary Jane: Yes, absolutely.

Chloe: Okay. Excuse me. Hi, can I get a water, please? Thanks.

Man: Dude, I just scored a c-note tip from Mr. Abbott in 437. Sweet.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Mac: Billy, no.

Billy: Oh, no, no. Billy, yes. Billy, yes.

Mac: No, just because I admitted that I've--

Billy: What? You can say it. Come on. It's not wrong to say it.

Mac: No, it is. You--you need to give your marriage a chance.

Billy: Why?

Mac: Because you have a baby. You took vows.

Billy: I took vows with you, too.

Mac: But our annulment--

Billy: Our annulment should have never happened, okay? And the way that I look at it, my commitment is to you. My vows are for you.

Mac: It doesn't work that way.

Billy: But it is working that way. I mean, don't you see? Everything that was in our way before, everything that stood in our way-- it's--it's gone now, okay? This is our do-over, our "Groundhog day," only this time, it can turn out the way that it's supposed to turn out.

Mac: Billy, it was so hard walking away. I didn't want to feel anything ever again. I still--

Billy: Say it. Come on. You can say it. Tell me.

Mac: I'm scared.

Billy: I am, too. I'm scared out of my mind that it--it's all gonna get taken from me again. But I'm more afraid to not go for it. When you lived in Darfur, you saw all those poor people who had everything taken from them. Now how could I, how could you, how can anybody pass up this opportunity that's been put right in front of us? The one chance to be with the one person on this earth that you're supposed to be with. How can we pass that up?

Adam: So you think that I set up your aunt. Really?

Rafe: And I'm not the only one, Adam.

Adam: O-okay, let me guess-- Nick, Victoria?

Rafe: Nikki Newman.

Adam: Nikki. You know how much Nikki hates me, Rafe. All the Newmans, for that matter, over what, world hunger? The auto industry? It's my fault. It's ridiculous. Look, you can't possibly believe something like this. I don't know if you know this, but I can barely see my hand in front of my face. Uh, Victor, uh, he brought another specialist in. He concluded that my eyesight's worsening.

Rafe: Well, I'm very sorry to hear that.

Adam: Rafe, you know me, okay? You know what I've been through. How could you think I could be capable of doing these things to--to Ashley?

Rafe: My aunt isn’t.

Adam: (Sighs) Okay. So I left the house. I, uh, cut off a statue's head, and I made it to the hospital, and I brought Sabrina’s scrapbook. I disabled this thing attached to my leg, and I drove a car, blind. I must have superpowers.

Rafe: Well, you wouldn't need superpowers if you had someone helping you.

Adam: Who? Uh, the only person I talk to is heather. She's an assistant D.A. You're accusing her?

Rafe: I don't know. Someone you met in prison.

Adam: So, okay, yeah, like a pal who owes me a favor.

Rafe: Obviously, you would have paid him.

Adam: With what, Rafe? Cigarettes? I-I-I have nothing. The--the money that I made from the--the diary, Victor returned that to the publisher. I'm broke. Come on. Listen, Rafe, if charges were brought up against one of your clients and th-this kind of evidence, you'd laugh it out of the courtroom.

Rafe: Well, then, if you have nothing to hide, you won't have any objections to me looking around, will you?

Billy: (Grunts)

(Knock on door)

Billy: Um...

Mac: Are you expecting someone?

Billy: No, no, no. Shh, they'll go away. Mm.

(Knocking)

Billy: All right. Fine. Just don't move. I'll be right back.

Mac: Mnh-mnh. Going nowhere.

Billy: I'll be right back. I'm coming. Look--

Chloe: Why aren't you picking up your phone? Jack has been looking for you. Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I just thought that you should know that you are going to find out if Delia is expecting a little brother or sister.

Mac: You're pregnant again?

Chloe: Me? No. God, no. Oh, so he didn't tell you? Billy might be expecting another baby on the way with Sharon, his brother's wife-- well, I guess it's his ex-wife, but I'm not sure if she was an ex when they-- I don't know. Was she, Billy?

Billy: (Sighs)

Sharon: (Sighs)

Sharon: Oh, thank God. Thank God. Thank God. Oh, thank you. Thank you. (Sighs) Cassie, you were right. (Sighs your prediction came true. I'm having a little girl with Nick. You knew. You said that we would have another little girl, and she's your gift to us. This must be a sign that you're happy and at peace. (Sighs) I'm so blessed. (Sighs) I can't wait to see the look on your dad's face when I tell him that we're having a daughter.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Hello?

Phyllis: Um, it's Phyllis. Summer--Summer's in shock.

Nick: What? What happened?

Phyllis: I don't know. I don't know. There were peanut butter cookies here. I threw them away. I threw them away. I thought I threw them away, Nick. And--and I think that she ate them, because she stopped breathing, and she's unconscious, and I used the epipen, but I don't think it worked.

Nick: Call 9-1-1.

Phyllis: I did. The paramedics are here now. They're helping her. (Sighs) She's not-- (Voice breaks) She's not breathing. (Sobs) They're taking her to the hospital.

Nick: Okay, I-I'll meet you there.

Mary Jane: Oh, I thought that waiter was never gonna give us our check.

Jack: Yeah, it's been a long and stressful day.

Mary Jane: Well, I know just how to get you relaxed.

Jack: Yeah, I'll bet you do.

Mary Jane: Uh-huh. First, we'll just loosen up your tie. Hmm? (Chuckles) Would you like a, uh, after-dinner drink?

Jack: I think I would.

Mary Jane: (Sighs) Would you mind?

Jack: I'll be right back.

(Cell phone rings)

Victor: Hello?

Mary Jane: I thought you would like to know I exactly where I want him.

Victor: Listen carefully. That was a ridiculous attempt at a power play. It's laughable. I want you to understand that I brought you to town to get Jack Abbott where I want him. You got that? Remember that.

Adam: Look, will-- will you--will you stop? I mean, this is ridiculous. I mean, Victor doesn't give a damn about my privacy, but you?

Rafe: I need to know the truth, Adam.

Adam: I can't believe you of all people would-- would accuse me-- listen. Rafe. (Sighs) Listen to me. It--it hurts me to think that-- that you would think these-- these things about me. I thought we knew each other better than that, that-- you know, it's not just a-- a lawyer/client relationship, that there's--there's--there's-- there's something there that--that's--that's deeper, that's--that's special. Rafe, I have feelings. Don't you?

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Phyllis: She's in a coma.

Billy: It was an accident, all right? I-it just--

Chloe: Yeah, he sort of just tripped and fell on top of her while she was naked.

Rafe: The feelings you talked about--it's not just you. I feel that way, too.

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