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Michael: What? What did Fenmore do?

Lauren: Well, he made Eden take him to the duck pond because he was convinced that all the ducks would be dead.

Michael: What?

Lauren: Yeah, he-- he was not there to feed them their breadcrumbs, you see? He said, "Mama, they rely on me." It was so cute! But he was--he was so upset about it the entire time we were visiting Scott.

Michael: Well, I'll have you know, I did zero lawyering for my "Ducks" while you two were in Toronto.

Lauren: Really?

Michael: Mm-hmm. Not Kevin, not Gloria, and especially not Ryder.

Lauren: Well, good for you...

Michael: Mm.

Lauren: Although you're still in crisis mode.

Michael: Yeah, well, that'll teach me to challenge Eden to a bicycle race.

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Michael: I am-- Lance Armstrong I'm not.

Lauren: (Laughs) No, baby.

Michael: But I'm not complaining, considering what Victor's going through.

Lauren: And-- and what about Colleen?

Michael: She's still in critical condition, last I heard.

Lauren: Poor Traci. I--

Michael: I'm awfully glad to have you and Fenmore back safe again.

Lauren: Yeah. Can't take anything for granted, can we?

Michael: Believe me, I don’t.

Jeff: Hey, Mike, Lauren. I'm looking for your mother. Have you seen her?

Michael: No. But I am starting to get the distinct impression that she's avoiding me.

Jeff: Join the club.

Michael: Well, that's an awfully big club. According to our mail, it includes, ooh, the phone company, insurance agents, several credit card companies. Care to tell us what's going on?

Gloria: No, no, no. I won't be late. Yes, I do need the job. Why the heck do you think I'm cleaning your bathroom? (Chuckles) Hello.

Deacon: Mrs. Bardwell. You're looking as lovely as ever.

(Sighs)

Gloria: Did you come here looking for me?

Deacon: Well, I took a chance, it paid off--story of my life.

Gloria: (Laughs) Not mine.

Deacon: (Clicks tongue) Not yet.

Gloria: Oh, that's right. You're gonna help me.

Deacon: You don't trust me.

Gloria: You are a total stranger.

Deacon: I've got a sneaking suspicion by this time tomorrow; I'm gonna be one of your favorite people.

Gloria: Hmm. And why's that?

Deacon: Because I plan on making you a very wealthy woman.

Jana: Okay.

Daniel: Is that it? Is that it?

Jana: It's the marriage certificate of Gloria Simmons and Thomas Fisher to go with the bugger's death certificate.

Daniel: Perfect. Now all we need is a, uh, photo I.D. of Gloria, and we'll be able to get in Tom's safe-deposit box.

Amber: Mm. Oh, my God, Deacon is here.

Jana: Oh.

Daniel: Where?

Amber: He's on the patio.

Jana: Okay, do not let him get to you.

Daniel: Yeah, seriously. That guy wants the Terroni way more than he wants you, so once we've got that--

Amber: I-if we get it. What if it's not at the bank? What if Tom never even had it?

Daniel: You think Deacon would have gone through all this trouble if he wasn't sure?

Amber: I don't know. I hope you're right, because there's no way I'm marrying that dirt bag.

Kevin: Oh, well, he's way too young for you, "Mommy."

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Amber: (Gasps) Gloria's passport.

Jana: Oh, God.

Kevin: From 2004 when she was still Gloria Fisher.

Amber: Oh, nice.

Kevin: That woman throws nothing away.

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Jana: What's in the bag?

Kevin: Oh, just a couple other things I picked up from her place. What do you think?

Jana: (Chuckles)

Amber: Yeah?

Daniel: Yep. Definitely. (Laughs)

Jana: (Laughs)

Kay: Uh, you know, I never realized how many people live in this house until we all get together like this. (Chuckles) Ah, it's wonderful.

Esther: Yeah, the house has been way too quiet.

Kay: Mm.

Murphy: Yeah, now the joint is jumpin'.

Kay: Good grief. One, two, three, four generations?

Murphy: Mm-hmm.

Nina: Mm.

Kay: Uh, we are so blessed. No, we truly are. You know, think about it. Chance and Mackenzie back from the war zones, and having Phillip back in our lives. I just didn't want a-another day to go by without telling you all how much, how so very much you mean to me.

Nina: Well, we feel the same way.

Kay: Oh.

Murphy: (Clears throat)

Nina: Thank goodness you came back to us.

Kay: (Laughs)

Murphy: Yeah. Oh, uh, Chloe, have you heard anything more from Billy about what's happening at the hospital?

Chloe: No, I only know what Chance told me yesterday. But Mac is with Billy, so I'm sure we'll find out when she gets back.

Kay: Uh, that reminds me. Make the most of every minute that you have. Now you tell people what's really in your heart, because I swear as you look back on your lives, the biggest regrets you will ever have is your love that went unexpressed. So, uh, here's to open hearts.

Murphy: Hear, hear.

Kay: It's very good tea.

(Speaking indistinctly)

Nina: You know, it's been a while since you, uh, really talked to Chance. Maybe we should go check in.

Phillip: He's busy right now.

Nina: Yeah, all the more reason.

Chloe: (Sighs) So, Sergeant, are you ready to engage in some defensive maneuvers?

Chance: What are you talking about?

Chloe: Your mother over there giving me daggers.

Chance: What?

Chloe: Look at her.

Chance: (Sighs) Chloe, she's--she's always been just a little overprotective.

Chloe: (Scoffs) A little? (Chuckles)

Esther: That was a beautiful speech, but I don't need words to know how you feel about me.

Kay: Oh. (Chuckles)

Jill: Of course you don’t. That uniform she makes you wear says it all.

Murphy: (Groans) (Chuckles)

Kay: J-- so we're not "The Waltons."

Murphy: No, maybe more like, uh, "Ma & Pa Kettle." (Laughs)

Amber: (Sighs) It doesn't look anything like her signature.

Jana: Well, now just-- just keep trying. You'll get it.

Amber: (Sighs)

Kevin: (Sighs)

Daniel: All right, and we have four tickets to Detroit-- done deal.

Kevin: You need to go back to your place and get anything?

Daniel: Uh, no, I'm good.

Kevin: So you have the safe-deposit box key on you?

Daniel: Yeah. Yeah, I do. Look, man, I--about the key--

Kevin: Okay, you know what? I didn't get a chance to say anything yesterday. We were busy making all these plans and stuff, but, um, I understand why you swiped that key from me, and, uh, and I'm glad you did. You had to stop that wedding.

Daniel: Well, I hope you mean that, 'cause you know I might have to do it again with the painting for Amber. I-I know you probably want the reward money, and, come on, Jana wants to return it to the museum--

Kevin: Okay, let's--let's not fight about a painting that we may not ever see. Who knows what's in that safe-deposit box? I just wanted to say that it wasn't you I was pissed at.

Daniel: Sorry about the shiner. (Chuckles)

Kevin: Yeah, me, too.

Daniel: (Laughs)

Kevin: I guess I was attacking the messenger. I didn't want to hear that my brother was a liar, but he is.

Daniel: What are you gonna do about him?

Kevin: Mm, we can deal with Ryder later. Right now, we've gotta get Amber out of this mess.

Daniel: Thanks, man.

Kevin: Sure.

Amber: This is-- this is hopeless. I can't match the signature. They're never gonna believe I'm Gloria.

Daniel: Baby, you're probably just trying too hard. Here, just let it flow. Watch.

Kevin: (Scoffs)

Jana: Oh, my--

Kevin: Would you look at that? The man is an artist.

Jana: God, Daniel. You're good.

Amber: You have to be Gloria.

Daniel: (Laughs) Yeah. Holy crap, you're serious.

Amber: Yeah, you know what? You--you look, like, so much better. I could never pull this off. Look at that.

Daniel: Yeah, I am not walking into that bank in drag. Okay, look, I will help you practice. Come here.

Gloria: I thought for a minute you actually had something going.

Deacon: You know what Tom's problem was? He couldn't sell the painting.

Gloria: Because Tom never had the painting. I don't care what he told this other son of his.

Deacon: Ryder saw photos.

Gloria: It's a scam. And even if it's not, it doesn't matter. The Zamboni--

Deacon: Terroni.

Gloria: Terroni is long gone. One of Tom's low-life friends would have run off with it.

Deacon: If that painting were for sale, I would have heard about it. Besides, Ryder says that he knows where Tom kept it.

Gloria: And where's that?

Deacon: (Laughs) In a safe-deposit box in Detroit.

Gloria: Don't know anything about it.

Deacon: I do.

Gloria: But you don't have a key. I don't have a key, so...

Deacon: So you don't need a key. You're the widow. They'll drill it open for you. All you need is some paperwork that says that you are who you say you are.

Gloria: And how much did you say this painting is worth?

Deacon: If it weren't stolen, on the open market, $50 million.

Jeff: So we got everything straightened out.

Lauren: Hmm.

Michael: Mm-hmm. Just a little mix-up.

Jeff: Yeah, yeah, you know, what with the--the move, the change of address.

Lauren: Mm. Well, I just--I wonder why Jill said what she did to us.

Jeff: Jill?

Michael: Well, incredibly enough, she said that you and Gloria were broke.

Jeff: (Chuckles) Where on earth would she get an idea like that?

Michael: That's what we'd like to know.

Jeff: Well, you know, the woman's always trying to stir up trouble. You can't believe a word that comes out of her mouth.

Michael: (Chuckles)

Lauren: Huh.

Jeff: (Chuckles)

Lauren: Oh, my God.

Jeff: Oh, oh, yeah-- uh--uh, it's, uh, it's okay. It's just a skin condition.

Lauren: (Stammers)

Jeff: Yeah, I know. It's on my hands, too.

Michael: That's from a dye pack.

Jeff: No.

Lauren: Yeah, the kind that explodes after a bank robbery.

Michael: Call the police.

Lauren: I will.

Jeff: You want to see your mother in jail again?

Michael: (Chuckles)

Lauren: Oh, please.

Michael: Call the police.

Lauren: I will.

Jeff: Okay, okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay! I'll tell you what's been going on. Everything Jill said is true. (Sighs) My little Glowworm and I are broke. We've got nothing, zilch, nada.

Lauren: (Sighs)

Esther: (Clears throat) You're letting him fall in love with her.

Chloe: Oh, who wouldn't fall in love with Delia?

Esther: He's falling in love with you, too, Honey.

Chloe: Mom, come on. We're just having fun.

Esther: Look, if you could just forget about Billy for two seconds--

Chloe: (Sighs)

Esther: I mean, Chance is such a nice guy.

Chloe: Yeah, I know. He is a great guy, and he's going to find the perfect girl for him, and guess what? She goes to church on Sunday, and she wears organic fair-trade cotton with sensible flats.

Esther: Yeah, has he told you that that's what he wants?

Chloe: He doesn't need to tell me. He's going to find a girl who is more like him, just like I should belong with Billy.

Murphy: Was that, uh, butter?

Phillip: Uh, and lemon and Worcestershire.

Murphy: Whoa. Why, that smells great.

Phillip: Yeah, I throw this huge barbecue every year at the beginning of the Australian summer.

Murphy: Well, that's coming up, right? Are you, uh, gonna be down there?

Phillip: I don't know. Murphy, le-let me ask you something, buddy, okay? How was it for you, uh, adjusting to this family?

Murphy: Well, I, uh, you know, I was worried about that, I mean, being a simple guy with simple tastes. I mean, after all, I was living in a trailer for years. (Clears throat) But they welcomed me with open arms, and I felt at home ever since.

Phillip: It's funny, 'cause I've been born and raised a Chancellor, and still, I feel like I'm on the outside.

Murphy: Well, how much of that is you keeping your guard up? Look, Katherine, Jill and your wife have been pretty forgiving, considering the stunt you pulled. How much more do you want them to do?

Phillip: You're right.

Kay: Oh, Jill, uh, just so you know, I did invite Cane, and, um, he wanted to stay with Lily.

Jill: (Sighs) She must be heartbroken about Colleen.

Kay: Well, thank God she has him to lean on.

Jill: Just so you know, it meant a lot to Phillip that you said you were grateful that he came back.

Kay: Well, tragedies do remind us, don't they, of the little time we have? No, it's a complete waste of time to hold grudges, and I don't intend to bicker with you anymore, Jill. I mean, um, the arguments that we have over money, it's--

Jill: Money.

Kay: W-well, yes, the $100,000 in--

Jill: (Sighs)

Kay: In--in taxes that you owe. I expect you to pay it, but I certainly do not--

Jill: Just had to work it in, though, didn't you?

Kay: (Stammers) You have missed my entire point. I mean, do you understand, I don't want to argue?

Jill: Then why bring it up, Katherine? Just trying to drive it home? All that talk about love and family-- that it didn't apply to me? I knew that.

Kay: You are so overreacting. (Loudly) I did not--

Jill: Shh!

Kay: (Normal voice) I did not impose that tax myself.

Jill: (Sighs) Well, you might as well have.

Gloria: I doubt anybody's paid rental fees on that box since Tom died, so the bank probably closed it.

Deacon: Well, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret, Glo. In the state of Michigan, it takes five years before a box is declared dormant and reverts back to the state, which means that that painting is just sitting there waiting for you.

Gloria: And I can sell this Terroni for $50 million?

Deacon: No, you couldn't sell it for anything because you don't have the contacts. I, on the other hand, happen to have a buyer standing by waiting, willing to pay $5 million.

Gloria: 5?

Deacon: Stolen merchandise-- I think 10%'s about the best we're gonna do.

Gloria: "We"?

Deacon: Partners.

Gloria: (Chuckles)

Deacon: 50/50. Right down the middle.

Gloria: (Laughs) (Sighs) So all I would get is $2 1/2 million?

Deacon: Well, if you don't act quickly, you won't get anything at all.

Gloria: Wait a minute, partner. You just said we have five whole years.

Deacon: I'm not the only one Ryder told about this. There's rumors floating around, and once the feds find out about this, they will get a search warrant for that box. They will open it, and you will have missed your opportunity.

Gloria: I don't know. I'm gonna have to think about this.

Deacon: Look, I know that $2 1/2 million probably is not, uh, really even worth your time, but somehow, I think a woman with discriminating tastes like yours might be able to find a couple of ways she could use that money. Here's another thing to think about-- maybe that inheritance, uh, is the least that Tom could do for you after the way that he treated you.

Gloria: Yeah. The bastard owes me.

Daniel: Okay, we got everything?

Kevin: Uh, yeah, they've got department stores in Detroit.

Michael: Detroit?

Kevin: Whoa. Uh, hi, yeah.

Michael: You're planning a trip?

Jana: (Clears throat) Uh, Daniel's got an art show there.

Lauren: Really? A showing?

Daniel: Yep.

Lauren: Congratulations.

Daniel: Thank you.

Michael: And you're all tagging along?

Kevin: Moral support. You know how that goes.

Michael: Uh-huh. Can I talk to you for a second?

Kevin: Oh, you know what? We have a flight to catch.

Michael: Did you know that Gloria was broke?

Kevin: I did. She told me yesterday.

Michael: What did she say?

Kevin: Um, you know what? You should ask her. We've gotta run.

Michael: No, wait. Are you still angry at me for not helping Ryder? Is that what this is all--?

Kevin: No. No, no, no, no. Not at all. It's totally fine. It's just we are running late, though.

Daniel: We don't want to miss our plane.

Kevin: Yeah, we'll see you.

Jana: Yeah, bye.

Amber: See you. Bye.

Michael: I don't like this. I-I don't like this at all.

Lauren: There's something fishy there.

Michael: Gloria?

Gloria: Yes, Michael, I'm broke--no big deal.

Phillip: Hey, you lost your little playmate.

Chance: Yeah, nap time.

Phillip: Yeah, it happens to the best of us.

Chance: (Chuckles)

Phillip: Cute little girl.

Chance: Yep. Yeah, she's also got that same spark her mom does, too.

Chloe: Hey, Chance, what's your pleasure?

Chance: Uh, excuse me.

Phillip: Yep.

Chloe: Good?

Nina: Yeah, what she lacks in subtlety, she makes up for in pure brazenness.

Phillip: Our son made it out of Iraq. He's gonna survive a little harmless flirting, okay?

Nina: Look, it's not harmless, all right? She's playing him. She is presenting herself and Delia as a ready-made family to a boy who never had one.

Phillip: But he's not a boy anymore, and that's-- that's a little hard for you to accept.

Kay: (Chuckles)

Nina: (Sighs)

Kay: Oh, all right, you two. So how goes the script?

Nina: Oh, better. Better. I was--I was struggling with the through-line for a while. I mean, if I put in every exciting thing that's ever happened to you, no one would believe it.

Kay: (Chuckles)

Nina: And the movie would be 18 hours long, so...

Kay: Oh, Dear.

Phillip: Yeah, why couldn't you live such a quiet life? You had to be so interesting.

Kay: I would not have had as much fun.

All: (Laugh)

Phillip: So what did you do about your dilemma?

Nina: Oh, it just kind of hit me. The heart of any story is conflict, and the major conflict in Katherine’s life...

Kay: Uh...

Nina: Has always been between her and Jill. So, you know, that's sort of--

Jill: Oh, Lord, it never ends.

Kay: Jill, uh, please don't--

Jill: No, you will never be satisfied, will you? No amount of revenge will be enough for you and your minions. Amber and her "Lie-ography," and Nikki and her hatchet job in "Restless Style," and now this one's sharpening her talons.

Nina: I promise you, it would be a balanced portrayal, all right?

Jill: Oh, hogwash. "Balanced." You just can't wait to tear into me, all of you pack of wolves.

Murphy: Come on, Jill, take a deep breath.

Jill: No, I'm telling you, you better hope that she never tears into you, because there is nowhere to hide.

Kay: What in the world is the matter with you? First, you lose your mind over the tax money. It's--

Jill: Oh, tax money. Here. You want your blasted check? Here it is.

Murphy: Come on, Jill, you don't have to get so upset. We're just trying to have a family barbecue.

Jill: (Scoffs)

Kay: Well, she's just not getting enough attention.

Jill: Attention? I don't want any attention from you. I don't want anything from you. Here. Here's your stupid check.

Murphy: Oh, you know, something's going on with her. She's been--she's been tense for the last couple of weeks...

Kay: Mm.

Murphy: Ever since we tried to--to get that tax money.

Kay: No, no, no, no, no. It's not about money. That's not the issue. She gave us a check.

Murphy: She didn't sign it.

Chloe: (Groans)

Chance: Hey.

Nina: Hey, how did you like that book that I loaned you?

Chance: What?

Nina: By my friend, the foreign correspondent.

Chance: Oh, um, yeah, the book. I-it was actually-- it was really good. He didn't hold back much.

Chloe: My kind of guy.

Nina: Oh, no, I don't-- I don't think you'd be interested. It's about the limits of U.S. diplomacy in Kashmir-- the region, not the sweaters.

Chloe: (Chuckles)

Chance: Okay, would you excuse us for a second?

Chloe: Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Chance: Great. Mom, can I talk to you?

Nina: Yeah.

Chance: Great. What are you doing?

Nina: I'm making conversation.

Chance: No, you're making a point, and I want you to stop.

Nina: I don't know what you're talking about.

Chance: No? Let me make it a little clearer for you. Butt out.

Lauren: You lost everything when the bank collapsed?

Gloria: Every last dime. Now tell me about your bicycle accident.

Michael: No, no, no, no, no. Don't change the subject. How have you been getting by?

Gloria: Sold some of my little treasures. But I'm fine, Michael. I have fabulous prospects.

Michael: Prospects that, um, include what? Dye packs exploding all over your hand?

Gloria: That was one of Jeffery's little schemes that backfired.

Lauren: Don't they all?

Gloria: Yes. But rest easy. My latest adventure doesn't include Jeffery.

Michael: You're being very evasive.

Gloria: Well, we haven't worked out all the details.

Michael: "We"? Who is we?

Gloria: Michael, shh.

Michael: Listen... (Sighs) If you need cash, I'd rather give it to you up front rather than have to bail you out later.

Gloria: Honey, I'm fine. I'm fine. Now I gotta go. I'm gonna be late for a meeting, so if you two will excuse me?

Lauren: (Sighs)

Michael: I don't like this. I don't like this. Why--why does she do this to me?

Lauren: I don't know.

Michael: She makes me nervous.

Lauren: I know, but what can we do?

Michael: (Sighs) Let's go.

Gloria: Consider me in.

Jill: Gloria.

Gloria: Jill.

Jill: You want to, uh, carpool to the salon? Save gas?

Gloria: Oh, that's so thoughtful of you. But I have an errand to run, and I would hate for you to be late.

Jill: I'm not covering for you.

Gloria: You won't have to.

Jill: See you there.

Gloria: Mm-hmm. I doubt it. You see, my minimum wage days are over.

Kay: Gloria.

Gloria: Katherine.

Kay: Uh, I'm looking for Jill.

Gloria: Gee, you just missed her.

Kay: Well, do you know where she went?

Gloria: As a matter of fact, I do. She's gone to a nail salon that we both discovered. I think I may have a card for-- that's it.

Kay: Oh, that's good. That's out near where Murphy used to live.

Jill: It's worth the trip.

Kay: Thank you.

Deacon: (Mouths words)

Jeff: Gloria.

Gloria: Lover man.

Jeff: Michael knows about our situation.

Gloria: I know. I dealt with him.

Jeff: What'd you tell him?

Gloria: I'll tell you later, Honey. I'm gonna be late for my shift. Would you be a love and get me a latte while I got to the ladies' room?

Jeff: Uh, sure.

Gloria: (Chuckles) (Whispering) We are never gonna be able to talk here.

Deacon: Well, then it's a good thing that I took the liberty of writing everything down. I've got your flight number to Detroit. I've got all the documents that you're gonna need, and I've got the name and the address of the bank.

Gloria: (Normal voice) "Erie Federal." Never heard of it.

Deacon: You will. Let's go.

Nina: It's so obvious what she's doing.

Chance: No, it's not obvious. You're just being biased about this whole thing.

Nina: No, this is not biased.

Chance: Really?

Nina: All right? This is experience.

Chance: Oh, give me a break.

Phillip: Well, and experience begets wisdom.

Nina: Yes, thank you.

Phillip: But your own experience, not somebody else's experience. Not--not your mom's experience.

Nina: You're ganging up on me?

Phillip: Look, I know that you think Chloe is like a young you, and I get that. But Chance is nothing like I was at that age. He's confident. He's self-assured. Ten times the judgment I had at that age.

Nina: Not when it comes to women like Chloe. I'm sorry.

Phillip: Worst comes to worst, Chance gets his heart broken...

Nina: (Sighs)

Phillip: And then he comes to you and says that you're right, and I think that you would appreciate that a lot.

Nina: No, the worst thing is that that little schemer becomes our daughter-in-law.

Chance: Mom, you know, you're getting way ahead of yourself here.

Murphy: Hey. Oh, he won't listen to her.

Chloe: Mm, you seem pretty sure about that.

Murphy: Well, some of the girls I brought home to my mother would give her heart palpitations, but it didn't stop me.

Chloe: No. Patrick Murphy, were you a player? High-five.

(Laughs)

Murphy: (Laughs) A player?

Chloe: Yeah.

Murphy: Me? Nah. My buddy, though, uh, he was a singer in a band. He looked like Dean Martin.

Chloe: Oh, that must have been trouble, big trouble.

Murphy: Oh, ho, ho. Oh, yeah, the girls went crazy for him. You know, sometimes, they'd cozy up to me just to get closer to him. But, you know, I mean, it really would have been nice if they'd have found some way to get what they wanted without using someone who really cared about them, you know?

Michael: You know, I'm not gonna think about it.

Lauren: Exactly, 'cause you know what? We have set clear boundaries.

Michael: That's right. My family's problems are their problems.

Lauren: Right.

Michael: Not mine.

Lauren: Exactly.

Michael: Distract me.

Lauren: Mm-hmm. Hmm, uh...

Michael: Cute Fenmore story.

Lauren: Oh.

Michael: Yeah.

Lauren: A Fenmore story. That should be easy. This morning.

Michael: Yeah? What?

Lauren: This morning, he said the cutest thing.

Michael: (Chuckles) What?

Lauren: You can't even believe it. (Laughs)

Michael: What'd he say?

Jeff: Why is your mother going to Detroit?

Michael: (Sighs) Detroit?

Jeff: Yeah, she just left here with a guy I've never seen before. He said he was sending her to Erie Federal bank. You ever heard of it?

Michael: No.

Jeff: (Sighs) What do you think is going on?

Lauren: (Sighs)

Michael: I don't know, and I don't want to know, because it's her life and her problem.

Jeff: Then I'll go ask her myself.

Lauren: Kevin's going to Detroit.

Michael: I know.

Lauren: Can't be good.

Michael: Mnh-mnh.

Lauren: Mnh-mnh.

Michael: Mm.

Lauren: Right. It's not our problem. It's their problem, right? Well... (Mugs clink)

Lauren: Let's clink on that.

Michael: (Sighs)

Amber: We-- we've come to open--

Kevin: It's--its okay, Mom.

Amber: (Whimpers)

Kevin: We've come to open a safe-deposit box. It belonged to my father, and, um, he's passed away.

Woman: Oh, I'm so sorry.

Kevin: Thank you. Thank you.

Amber: (Sighs)

Kevin: His name was Tom Fisher. I have Mom's passport, their marriage certificate and, um, and Dad's death certificate.

Amber: (Sobs) (Wails)

Kevin: Head down.

Amber: Oh, excuse me.

Woman: The manager will need to handle this.

Kevin: Why, is there a problem?

Woman: Just our policy. Uh, you can get started filling out these forms.

Kevin: Okay, thanks.

Amber: (Sighs)

Kevin: Hi, you're the manager?

Man: Yes. I'm sorry to hear of your loss.

Amber: (Sobbing) Thank you. He was a such a great man.

Man: Could I, uh, ask you to remove your sunglasses, please?

Amber: Oh, yes. (Moans) I'm just--I must look like such a mess, all puffy from crying.

Man: You look fine--

Amber: Mm.

Man: Younger than in the photo.

Amber: Oh, thank you. I've had work done.

Kevin: Um, here's the paperwork. It's all filled out.

Man: I'll, uh, need to have you sign this.

Amber: Oh. Oh, I-I'll try, but, um, I-I recently sprained my wrist in a fall, so... um...

Amber: Ah.

Man: This won't do.

Amber: Please.

Kevin: Uh, it's--it's just because of her--her wrist.

Man: Perhaps you can try it again when your wrist is healed.

Amber: (Sobs) I don't think I can go through this again.

Kevin: We've--we've come all the way from Genoa City.

Man: I'm very sorry, but your signature doesn't match the one on the passport.

Amber: (Sobs)

Man: I can't give you access to the safety-deposit box.

Amber: (Sobs)

Nina: You know, it's a little late for you to start playing "Father knows best."

Phillip: Peace, okay? I just don't want to see this rift opening between you and Chance. You've got such a special relationship.

Nina: Yes, we do.

Phillip: All this anxiety about Chloe, you know, he takes it as an insult.

Nina: I know.

Phillip: So are you gonna ease up on him a little bit?

Nina: (Sighs)

Chance: Hey.

Chloe: Mm.

Chance: Look, she was way out of line before. I want to apologize about that.

Chloe: Eh, don't worry about it. She's a rookie compared to Jill. (Chuckles)

Chance: Huh. Um, by the way, I have something for you.

Chloe: For me?

Chance: Well, not just for you, but for, uh, you and Delia.

Chloe: Really?

Chance: What do you think?

Chloe: Oh. Oh, my gosh.

Chance: Yeah?

Chloe: Oh, my God. That is the cutest thing ever.

Chance: It says "GCPD." (Chuckles)

Chloe: Yeah. Oh, I didn't even know that they had gift shops at police stations. (Chuckles)

Chance: Um, well, usually, they give those things to, uh, guys with wives and kids and stuff, but, uh, a buddy had a bunch of 'em, and, uh, they gave me some, so he said.

Chloe: Oh, so these are usually for the officers' families?

Chance: Yeah, they are.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Chance: But, uh, I mean, we're not doing anything illegal right now by me giving them to you, though I do know you like to break the rules.

Chloe: Yes, I do.

Chance: Mm-hmm.

Chloe: Okay, what are you gonna give me next? Your gun? (Chuckles)

Kevin: Hi, yes. I was calling to ask the doctor if my mom can take her arm brace off just for a few minutes to sign a form. See, we're at the bank, and they're not letting her access her safe-deposit box. Oh, sure. Sure, I can hold.

Amber: Let me try again.

Man: I really don't see the point.

Amber: Oh, please?

Man: (Sighs)

Woman: Mr. Felix?

Mr. Felix: Hmm?

Woman: Call on line 2.

Mr. Felix: Excuse me.

Jana: (Clears throat) Um, excuse me. Hi. I'm sorry. I have a question.

Woman: Okay.

Mr. Felix: Hello, this is Mr. Felix.

Jana: Um, I'm just not sure-- um, I'm a new grad student at the university. I don't--I didn't know if I should use my, um, permanent address or, um, if I should use the new one? I just, um-- oh, God! I'm so clumsy.

Woman: Oh, it's all right.

Mr. Felix: I'm sorry for the misunderstanding.

Kevin: (New York accent) There was no misunderstanding. I was very clearly told your branch was open on Saturdays.

Mr. Felix: We are, but only until 2:00.

Kevin: Well, nobody said that.

[Daniel sneaks in the room and signs the signature card and sneaks back out]

Mr. Felix: Well, if you'd just let me explain that-- hello? Hello? (Sighs)

Jana: Um, you know what? I-I think I've actually answered my own question.

Woman: Oh.

Amber: Okay. Signed another card. It's, uh, right there.

Esther: Oh, you don't have to do that.

Murphy: Happy to help.

Chloe: It's fine.

Esther: (Sighs) Oh, my gosh.

Chloe: It's from Chance. Cute, huh?

Esther: Adorable. Still think he's not that into you?

Chloe: Uh, actually, I think I have him wrapped around my finger now. (Clicks tongue)

Chance: (Clears throat)

Phillip: (Clears throat)

Chance: Thank you for what you said to Mom before. Thank you.

Phillip: Well, uh, I know what's it's like to be under a lot of pressure and to have well-intentioned people that want to make all your decisions for you.

Chance: (Chuckles)

Nina: We should do this more often--family barbecues.

Phillip: Yeah, thi-- this was nice.

Nina: Yeah.

Chance: Yeah. Yeah, it was nice. Of course, you'd have to be around for that to happen, though.

Phillip: I don't know. I've got, uh, business in Australia.

Nina: Well, you-- you've got some unfinished business here.

Phillip: What do you think?

Chance: I think you, uh, I think you should stay. That's what I think.

Phillip: Then, uh, I will.

Jill: There.

Millie: (Sighs) That is beautiful. Mm.

Jill: Well, I'm glad you like it.

Woman: You're the best I've ever had working here. This is your gift.

Jill: Gee, thanks. (Sighs)

Jeff: Where's Gloria?

Jill: She's late.

Millie: She quit.

Jill: What?

Millie: Mm, she called. She said I had-- she had better prospects.

Jill: (Stomps foot) I knew she was up to something. She was way too happy.

Jeff: Happy, huh? Well, it must be something good.

Jill: I still get my cut.

Jeff: You're gonna have to stand in line just like everybody else. And right now, you've got a customer.

Jill: (Sighs) Can I help you?

Kay: Yes. You can give me a, uh, manicure. Oh, and while you're at it, sign this $100,000 check.

Lauren: Oh, goody! Thank you.

Michael: Oh, all right. I can't wait to dig into this cheesecake.

Lauren: Yeah, me, too. Me, too. Me, too.

Michael: The--there's nothing else like it.

(Chuckles)

Lauren: No, no. You know, and who we kidding? I mean, honestly. With Kevin going to Detroit and your mother going to Detroit, it can only mean Tom, and that means trouble.

Michael: But we have boundaries...

Lauren: Uh-huh.

Michael: And their problems are their problems.

Lauren: That's all well and fine, but if something happens to them, then our son doesn't see his grandma or his uncle ever again. We have to go to Detroit.

Michael: Okay.

Lauren: Yes?

Michael: All right. Now-- now you're talking. Let's go.

Lauren: Okay, good. Good. Good. Oh, I'm so glad. Take the cheesecake with us.

Amber: Can my son come with me?

Man: It would be fine.

Amber: Mm.

Jana: (Whispering) They're in.

Daniel: (Whispering) I know. This is awesome. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Jana: What? What?

Gloria: Hello. My name is Gloria Fisher.

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

Ashley: I packed my bags. I was planning on leaving you.

Victor: Are you still leaving?

Adam: You will never fill Daddy's shoes.

Nick: Oh, and you will? You'd still be under house arrest if Dad didn't take pity on you.

Mr. Felix: Will the real Gloria Fisher please stand up?

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