Y&R Transcript Thursday 12/17/09 -- Canada; Friday 12/18/09 -- U.S.A.

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Jack: Eyes closed?

Emily: Yes, yes, but can I open 'em now?

Jack: No. No, no, no, no. A little bit further.

Emily: Okay. At least we're not on the pond still. Whoo!

Jack: Oh, you were so graceful out there.

Emily: Yeah.

Jack: You could have skated with your eyes closed.

Emily: Yeah, tell my elbow that.

Jack: Yeah, you fell how many times? Once? Big deal.

Emily: (Sighs) Okay.

Jack: Okay, ready?

Emily: Mm-hmm.

Jack: Big, deep breath.

Both: (Inhale deeply)

Jack: Smell anything?

Emily: Mm. Mm-hmm. Pine. It's lovely.

Jack: Not depressing?

Emily: Oh, I might be starting to overcome my aversion.

Jack: Wow, my plan is working.

Emily: (Laughs)

Jack: Go ahead. Open.

Emily: Oh. (Chuckles) Wow. Oh, Jack, that's beautiful.

Jack: It is beautiful, isn't it? My staff did quite a job here.

Emily: Well, when do they decorate?

Jack: Oh, they don't. That's what we're gonna do.

Emily: (Chuckles)

Victoria: He's getting off completely scot-free. Now tell me, how is that fair?

Nick: Vick, it's his baby's first Christmas. Do you really want him to spend it in jail?

Victoria: I want him to pay for what he did to me. And if that makes me a petty person, then I'm a petty person. (Sighs) My marriage is fragile enough as it is without him reminding the whole internet that I had an affair.

Nick: Your talk with J.T. how'd that go?

Victoria: Terrible. I already felt like crap for destroying his trust in me.

Nick: Now he's returning the favor...

Victoria: (Sighs)

Nick: By keeping a lid on Tucker's plans.

Victoria: You know, I was the one person that didn't count when J.T. was supposed to keep a secret. I mean, we told each other everything. (Sighs) I miss how we used to be so much.

Nick: Are you sure you want to take that trip to Dubai next month?

Victoria: I've been thinking about that. And, you know, whenever I bring up the trip to J.T., it's obvious that he doesn't want to hear it, but I need to work, Nick. I need to, for my own sanity. And if I can't do that in Genoa City, then--

Nick: So which way are you leaning?

Victoria: I was thinking that I would convince him to go with us, you know? The three of us. It would be good for us as a family to get away, don't you think?

Nick: Yeah. Well, here's your chance to talk to him about it. Looks like he's in a pretty good mood, too.

Victoria: Oh, yeah.

J.T.: Hey.

Victoria: Santa's here tonight. (Chuckles) Reed is really excited about seeing him. Hi, Baby.

Nick: What's up, Dude? All right, well, I need to get to Daniel's party.

Victoria: Oh, I'll stop by later if I can.

J.T.: Yeah, give him my best.

Nick: I'll do that. I sure hope Santa's good to us this year, brings us everything we're hoping for.

Victoria: Mm-hmm.

Nick: Do you think there's any chance that Santa would take something back with him to the North Pole, and maybe feed him to the reindeer?

Adam: It's kind of embarrassing.

Sharon: Oh, my gosh, I didn't think all those bags were even gonna fit in the car.

Adam: My driver, he's a genius at finding space. I'm starved. Do you want to get a-a table?

Sharon: Yeah. Oh, wait.

Victoria: Hearing about those two together is one thing, but actually seeing them together?

Nick: Revolting, isn't it?

J.T.: That's one word for it.

Sharon: Oh, look, our fan club's here.

Adam: Let me guess, Nick, Victoria--who else?

Sharon: Um, it's J.T. and their son Reed.

Adam: Sometimes, going blind can be a blessing.

Sharon: (Chuckles)

Adam: Do you want to, uh, want to go somewhere else?

Sharon: No. Let's stay here.

Daniel: Okay, uh, seriously, I have no idea how to even begin to thank you guys. Michael, um, you never gave up on me, even when I completely ignored your advice and made your job ten times harder.

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Michael: Well, try a hundred, but who's counting?

Daniel: Hundred, fine. And, Lauren, thank you for sharing him with me. I-I-I didn't mean to take up so much of his time. I'm sorry.

Lauren: You're forgiven.

Daniel: (Chuckles) You guys, seriously, you have no idea how much I missed you or how grateful I am that you stood by me this way.

Jana: Well, you've done the same for us. God, many times, haven't you?

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Kevin: We're not even close to being even.

Daniel: (Chuckles) Uh, Mom, there really-- (Sighs) There aren't words.

Phyllis: Um...

Daniel: I mean, you went and you dug through tons and tons of garbage looking for evidence to save me, and, I don't know, I guess if that's not love, I don't know what is.

Daniel: And, Daisy... (Chuckles) Thank you. Thank you for showing up at the landfill. It was really cool of you, especially since I don't even really know you that well.

Daisy: (Chuckles) Well, your wife's been really great to me. It's the least I could do.

Daniel: Yeah, Amber, um, where is she? I thought she was just running out to the car.

Amber: I said let go of me!

Deacon: Stay still!

Amber: Ow.

Deacon: This is cr-crazy. How could this be happening?

Amber: Duh, I told you, it is crazy. You can't just grab me and drag me out of town like this.

Deacon: This car is practically new. There's no reason that this should be stalling like this. Damn it, we gotta get out of here.

Amber: Oh, no, you need to listen to me. You can't--

Deacon: Wait a second. "E"?! There's no way. I just filled the tank up. How the hell can this gas tank--Amber, come here!

(Computer keys clicking)

[Billy remembering]

Chloe: For once in your life, do the right thing.

Billy: (Laughs) How is ratting somebody out doing the right thing?

Chloe: You seriously plan on staying here till the judge gets word that they need the extra cot, and then he's gonna set you free?

Billy: (Laughs) I already told you that Rafe is working on my release, and if it doesn't happen immediately, I'm prepared to wait until it does.

Chloe: Okay. How about how it impacts the rest of your life, like your own child?

Billy: My own daughter is too young to know what's going on around here, but if she ever does hear about it, I would like to think she'd be proud of her old man for sticking to his principles.

(Computer keys clicking)

Billy: (Claps hands) "Your humble correspondent spent most of his time avoiding the county lockup's assortment of freaks, save for a memorable night with 'The Rage,' my temporary cellmate, a biker from Madison with a colorful vocabulary sporting the latest in jailhouse body art. Call it the price of journ-- journalistic integrity..." (Cracks knuckles) "Which... I was... more... than happy... to pay." (Strikes key)

Chloe: Well. Whoo! Yay. That was fun. Okay, well, now that you got that out of your system, why don't you hit "Delete"?

Billy: What-- what are you talking about? This is gonna be great.

Chloe: Because that is gonna land you back in jail once the judge reads it, so you need to let this go.

Billy: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you--actually, do you think that I should capitalize "First amendment"? (Whispers) I think I should. (Normal voice) Oh, come on. Don't look at me like that. I was the underdog here.

Chloe: Mm.

Billy: I mean, I-I stuck to my principles, something that a lot of people, including you, didn't think I was capable of, and it paid off. Look, I stood by what I believed in, you know? And it feels-- it feels great. You know, I feel like the old me. You know, I haven't felt this good...

Chloe: Oh--oh, wow. Okay.

Billy: Since...

Chloe: Whoa. Oh, that's--

Billy: I bought this damn magazine. That's a fact.

Chloe: Ow, that's not fun.

Billy: It is fun.

Chloe: (Scoffs)

Billy: You know its fun.

Woman: You ratted me out to the judge, you bastard.

Billy: I didn't tell that judge anything.

Woman: I had to pay bail. My Christmas is ruined. I could wind up in jail, lose my job!

Billy: Whoa, whoa! Okay, okay, okay! I hear you, okay? But listen to me. I didn't tell that judge anything. You have to listen to me. I went to jail to protect you. Now look, if you got busted, Honey, I-I'm sorry. I truly am, but I had nothing to do with it, okay? I told you, I promised you that I would protect you. I told you that I wouldn't reveal my source. I did not reveal my source.

Woman: You're the only one who knew. I'm telling the whole world Billy Abbott's word means nothing!

Billy: (Clears throat) What the hell is going on right now? I-I-I mean, I thought I-- that--that judge let me out because I wasn't gonna crack. You know, if somebody got to him and undermined me-- oh, this is not good.

Chloe: Who are-- who are you calling?

Billy: I'm calling Rafe because I need him to get to the bottom of this right now. I need to find out who ID'd that juror. This isn't good.

Chloe: (Clears throat)

Victoria: This is great.

J.T.: Yeah. You know, when I was a kid, this was the highlight of my year.

Victoria: Oh, yeah?

J.T.: Yeah.

Victoria: Sitting on Santa's lap? (Chuckles)

J.T.: (Chuckles) You know, takin' that list, puttin' it right in his hands, cuttin' out the middleman.

Victoria: Mm, the direct approach. I like that.

J.T.: Hey, why don't we, uh, why don't we get the sitter to come pick up Reed when he's done with his little visit here with Santa? And, you know, we can, uh, go to dinner, help the "Fat man" out with his shopping list.

Victoria: Yeah. Yeah. Okay, that sounds fabulous. (Chuckles)

Adam: So what's the first one again?

Sharon: It's grilled halibut with mango salsa and spinach and wild rice.

Adam: Mm.

Nick: I hear the fish here is pretty good.

Adam: Maybe I'll try it.

Sharon: Um, I hear that Daniel got out on bail. That--that, um, Phyllis must be relieved.

Nick: Yeah, we all are. I think Daniel's got a real shot at putting all of this behind him.

Adam: Yeah, I'm glad the kid's out. I would not wish that on anyone.

Nick: Yeah, well, the difference is, you were guilty.

Sharon: Nick, don't start.

Nick: I'm not starting anything. I'm just stating a fact.

Adam: I see you're not gonna let me forget my mistakes, but I'd like to move on, Nick.

Nick: I'll bet you would.

Sharon: Can we not do this here?

Adam: Look, I know this isn't the time or the place, but I'd like to talk about, uh, some thoughts I had on the Dubai deal.

Nick: Vick and I have that covered.

Adam: Yeah, well, I-- okay, we'll talk about it at the office tomorrow.

Nick: No, that deal is done.

Adam: I have some notes.

Nick: Okay, you can make all the notes you want, Adam. So we should talk about that snowmobile that Noah's been begging us for.

Sharon: Um, right. Yeah, I-I looked that up online, and it just-- it seemed like maybe it goes too fast, and there were all these horror stories of kids getting hurt.

Nick: I'm sure he'll be careful. He is very responsible with the car Dad gave him.

Adam: You know, I had a-- I had a snowmobile growing up on the farm. There's a lot of good trails in Wisconsin.

Nick: No one asked you, and anything concerning our son is off-limits. So we'll talk more about the snowmobile later, all right? You guys enjoy your dinner.

Adam: Thanks. We will.

Jack: Ready?

Emily: Yes. Ahh! (Laughs)

Jack: Voilà.

Emily: I am impressed. That is usually the hard part.

Jack: Well, you know, everybody in the family had their job. Mine was stringin' lights.

Emily: Mm. I suppose you had, uh, all the ornaments alphabetized.

Jack: No, we didn't, Smarty-pants. No, the--the great fun is unwrapping these things and reminiscing about where they came from.

Emily: Mm. So you had all the kinds that were different.

Jack: Oh, yeah, each one unique, each one special, each one irreplaceable, a treasure. Now here's one. This one, there's a lot of history.

Emily: (Chuckles) That's sweet.

Jack: Yeah. My mother said she'd never seen a more beautiful snowman. My mother was a little stingy with the compliments, so I took her at her word. I thought I was Michelangelo for a day.

Emily: You made that?

Jack: Yep, fourth grade.

Emily: Wow. Kept it all these years.

Jack: Oh, yeah, you'll find when it comes to Christmas, the Abbotts are pack rats.

Emily: Oh, we were the opposite-- kept things simple. Yeah, my folks had decorating down to a science. Dad would get the tree from the attic--

Jack: No, wait, wait, wait. You had an artificial tree?

Emily: Blasphemy, I know. But my brother wa--

Jack: No, no, no, step aside.

Emily: My brother was allergic to evergreens.

Jack: I'm not-- I'm not standing in judgment.

Emily: (Chuckles)

Jack: Any tree that's decorated with love is a beautiful tree.

Emily: Huh. Well, we weren't very wealthy, but, uh, Mom and Dad would make Christmas real special for us kids. (Whispers) Oh, wow. (Normal voice) This one-- this one's really elegant.

Jack: That, my father gave to Traci the year that Colleen was born, her one and only child.

Emily: I'm sorry, Jack.

Jack: No, no, no. Don't be. These boxes are filled with love, memories-- memories of all the love we shared, and that is what makes this season so special.

Daisy: Poor Lauren was so freaked that night.

Noah: Weren't you?

Daisy: Rats are no big deal. I mean, it was from a pet store. How scary is that?

Eden: Lauren didn't find out it was a store-bought rat until after the exterminator told her. You couldn't have known that at the boutique.

Daisy: Whatever. It's gone now.

Lauren: So, Noah, how'd the Chem final go?

Noah: I aced it.

Lauren: Of course. How about you?

Eden: What if Ryder isn't the one who sent you those rats?

Lauren: Who else would it have been? What?

Noah: What?

Lauren: (Sighs)

Noah: Eden, no way.

Lauren: There's no way Daisy would do something like that. In fact, when I told her there was a rat in the store, she was as freaked out as I was.

Eden: Every time I'm around her, I can't help feeling that her "Nice routine" is just some big act.

Lauren: All right, Honey, she was working with me the entire evening. She didn't even take a dinner break. So you tell me how and when she could have gotten that rodent in there.

Noah: Lauren's right. I know you don't like her, but come on.

Eden: You two keep telling me that I should just give her a break because she's new in town. But I can't help it. There's still something about her that I don't trust.

Noah: (Sighs)

Lauren: (Sighs)

Michael: ...Want to be, and so--

Jana: Oh, here he is. So, what, you didn't find Amber?

Daniel: No, there's no sign of her out there.

Kevin: That is just weird.

Jana: Well, yeah, she was so anxious to see you. I can't believe she could even bear to leave your side.

Michael: Did you try giving her a call?

Daniel: That's a good idea. No, it's just ringing and ringing. There's no answer.

Amber: Let go of me!

Deacon: Settle down.

Amber: You know, Daniel's probably looking for me right now, and everyone at that coffeehouse is gonna be looking for me.

Daniel: You know what? Let 'em look.

Amber: They are gonna hang your butt from the highest--

Deacon: Amber, listen to me. You're never gonna see those people again. You're not going back. We're gonna start a new life together-- you and me and "Little D."

Amber: Little D.?

Deacon: Honey, this was never just about me.

Emily: "Anything worth doing is worth doing right."

Jack: (Chuckles)

Emily: The world according to my mother.

Jack: Yeah, I can hear my dad right now. "Jackie boy, patience is a virtue. This is a chance to learn patience one ornament at a time."

Emily: (Chuckles) Amazing, isn't it, how the older we get, the--

Jack: Yeah, the smarter our parents get.

Emily: Yeah.

Jack: Tell me about yours.

Emily: My folks?

Jack: Yeah.

Emily: Well, they're both gone.

Jack: I'm sorry.

Emily: Mm, its okay.

Jack: You said you had a younger brother.

Emily: Yes, and we don't see much of each other. I always thought I would have my own family by now and my own Christmas traditions. But I guess it didn't work out that way.

Jack: It's not too late, you know.

Woman: Okay if I give your son a lollipop?

J.T.: Well, that things huge. I mean--

Victoria: I don't know. That's a lot of sugar. That's--

J.T.: Uh, yeah. All right.

Victoria: All right. I mean, Christmas only comes once a year. Oh, why not?

Woman: I have a lollipop for you.

Victoria: Oh.

J.T.: Whoa, Buddy, look at that. Look at his eyes.

Victoria: (Laughs) What do you say, Reed?

Reed: Thank you.

Santa: I love this age. They're like little sponges, absorbing everything and changing all the time.

J.T.: That is true.

Victoria: Yeah, that's very true.

Woman: Ready? Smile.

(Camera shutter clicks)

Victoria: Aw.

J.T.: Good job.

Victoria: (Laughs)

Santa: Okay, Mom and Dad, one on either side.

Victoria: Oh, you-- you want us in the--do--

Santa: Sure.

J.T.: Yeah.

Victoria: Okay. Sure.

J.T.: All right, let's do it.

Woman: They're priceless. You'll love it, especially him one day.

Victoria: I'm sure we will. Yeah. All right. (Chuckles)

Woman: Ready?

Victoria: Ready.

Woman: One, two, three...

(Camera shutter clicks)

Victoria: Yay.

Adam: Thanks. Save room for dessert?

Sharon: What?

Adam: The waiter said that, uh, they had gingerbread crème brûlée-- sounds intriguing.

Sharon: Oh, dessert. Um, no. I think I'm pretty full.

Adam: I'm sorry if, um, I overstepped earlier with Nick. (Stammers) I just figured if we could talk about snowmobiles, that we'd find some common ground, and I-I was not trying to cause any trouble at all.

Sharon: I know that, Adam. I'm not upset. I-it's just Nick. He--well, we're Noah's parents, so...

Adam: Yeah, I-I will be very sensitive next time, I-I promise.

Sharon: I was, um, impressed that you two could have a conversation without coming to blows.

Adam: (Chuckles) Well, if I said that grass was green, Nick would disagree with me. But I am trying, Sharon, for you and Noah. You make me want to be a better man.

Deacon: Everything I did, I did for little D. You know, that kid is the best thing-- hell, he may be the only good thing I've ever done in my life.

Amber: Well, when the two of you left L.A., um, he definitely took a piece of my heart with him.

Deacon: You know, he still asks about you.

Amber: Really?

Deacon: Yeah, all the time.

Amber: (Sighs) Wow, uh... (Sniffles) I just, um, guess I just assumed that he'd forgotten about me by now.

Deacon: Amber, Honey, no one ever forgets about you. (Chuckles) He's--he's got this little picture he keeps in his bedroom of you. You know that he still thinks of you as his mother?

(Door opens)

Daniel: Get away from her, Sharpe. Whatever you thought you had planned, it's over, my friend.

Deacon: What the hell are you doing here? How did you even manage to find us?

Daniel: Come on, you didn't think you were actually gonna get away with this, did you?

Deacon: Get away with what?

Daniel: You okay?

Amber: Fine.

Deacon: Answer me!

Daniel: You know what the penalty for kidnapping is? It's 20 to life.

Deacon: I would never hurt Amber, but you know who would? Phyllis. Yeah, that's right. Your mom's been blackmailing me. She said, "Take Amber and get out of town, or else." She set this whole thing up.

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Nick: Hey.

Kevin: Hey.

Nick: Where is everyone?

Kevin: Oh, uh, the party broke up already.

Nick: Really? That seems early.

Jana: Yeah, it was really strange. First, Amber disappeared, and then Daniel and his mom just took off.

Kevin: Oh, it's a good thing you're here, though, 'cause, uh, Phyllis forgot her phone.

Nick: Oh, cool. I'll make sure she gets it. Thanks.

Kevin: Okay.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Hello?

Paul: Nick? It's Paul.

Nick: Hey, Paul, what's up?

Paul: Well, Deacon, Amber and Daniel are in the barn at the farmers' market on Old River Road. Where's Phyllis? What, did she forward her calls or something? Oh, never mind. She just pulled up.

(Phone hangs up)

Nick: Paul? What the hell is going on?

Michael: (Sighs) So much better than the coffeehouse.

Lauren: Isn't it? (Chuckles)

Michael: Yeah.

Lauren: And Fen was so cute when Gloria picked him up.

Michael: Mm. Mwah! Was he?

Lauren: Yeah. You see, he has decided that he needs Grandma to re-e-mail his Christmas list to Santa just in the event the one that we sent didn't get through.

Michael: Mm, see? Meticulous, thorough, devastatingly good-looking. Takes right after his old man.

Lauren: (Laughs) Mm. What are we gonna do with all this time alone, huh?

Michael: (Sighs) I can think of a couple of things.

Lauren: (Clicks tongue) Just a couple?

Michael: Mm-hmm.

(Doorbell rings)

Lauren: Oh, um, are we home? No.

Michael: (Laughs)

Lauren: (Laughing) We're not home.

(Knock on door)

Eden: Guys? Are you in there? I can't find my keys.

Lauren: (Sighs) Uh, you should--all right, go answer the door. Go.

Michael: (Groans)

Lauren: (Sighs)

Michael: Where did you leave them last?

Eden: Well, if I knew that, I wouldn't have locked myself out.

Michael: Mm.

Lauren: Ahem.

Eden: Ooh.

Lauren: She's got you there.

Eden: Look, I just came to get my reusable shopping bag. I left it in there. The store's open till, like, midnight, so...

Michael: Now just a sec.

Noah: I'll wait here.

Eden: Okay.

Michael: Now that we're all here, I'd like to discuss something.

Eden: What?

Michael: Well, Lauren told me on our way home that, uh, you didn't think Daisy was entirely trustworthy, so I ran a little mini background check.

Lauren: You did what?

Michael: While you were in the wine shop, I made a few phone calls. According to Dean Hadley, she's an excellent student over at Walnut Grove. She hasn't missed a day of class all semester.

Eden: She's good at covering her butt. I could have told you that.

Michael: I also called a friend who is on the police force, had them run her through their database.

Noah: What'd it say?

Michael: Daisy Tompkins has no criminal record-- not in the state of Wisconsin, not anywhere. They, uh, faxed me a copy of what came through their computer.

Eden: So the moral of the story is what? I'm paranoid?

Michael: The moral of the story is I take you and your concerns very seriously, especially as they relate to Lauren's safety. But now that we've established that Daisy could be possibly, uh, a decent human being, maybe it's time to reconsider our opinion, and, you know, maybe we were a little off base about her.

Billy: Well, yeah. Thanks, man. Yeah, okay. Thanks for checking it out for me. I appreciate it.

Chloe: (Sighs) What did Rafe say?

Billy: Well, I was right. According to him, some lousy fink went to the judge and described the woman who leaked Victoria's testimony. I--how the hell could this happen? I don't understand. I mean, you know, maybe she told somebody, and that person just-- just ratted her out. I mean, I don't know. I don't know how else to-- how to explain this. It doesn't make any sense to me. Oh, my God. The night she came here to meet with that scoop, you were here. It was you, wasn't it? Hey, look at me! Did you really do this to me?

Michael: Do you have the spare key I gave you?

Eden: Yes, I do, Michael. You and Lauren can go back to your snogging.

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Eden: We won't interrupt next time.

Lauren: (Gasps)

Noah: See ya.

Eden: (Chuckles)

Michael: Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Eden: Bye!

Lauren: Mm, kids just grow up so fast and delightful these days, don't they?

Michael: "Snogging"?

Lauren: Yeah, "Snogging." We used to call it "Making out."

Michael: Oh. I used to call it "Pitching woo" back after the, uh, WWI.

Lauren: (Chuckles) "Pitching woo"?

Michael: That's right.

Lauren: Oh, Honey, you're dating yourself.

Michael: Well, I'd rather date you.

Lauren: But what about your wife?

Michael: (Sighs) She's invited, too.

Lauren: (Chuckles) Excellent.

Michael: Mm. Oh. Oh, this is good.

Lauren: Yeah.

Michael: All right. Backwards. Ah! Ah!

Lauren: And frontwards.

Michael: We're skilled.

Lauren: (Laughs)

Michael: (Laughs)

Emily: (Sighs) (laughs) Ooh!

Jack: Oh.

Emily: How's that?

Jack: Absolutely breathtaking.

Emily: (Sighs) (Sighs)

Victoria: How was your veal?

J.T.: (Clears throat) Well, I offered you a bite.

Victoria: I know.

J.T.: It was really good. Thanks.

Victoria: Well, my dinner was good, too. Thank you.

J.T.: (Chuckles) Hey, why don't we bring Reed home some, uh, German chocolate cake? You know he loves that stuff. What? Too much sugar? Eh, yeah, you're right. Never mind.

Victoria: You know what? He's probably fast asleep already, anyway.

J.T.: Yeah, I'm sure you're right. So what'd the, uh, messenger bring you?

Victoria: Oh, um, these are some reports that Nick wants me to read for the project in Dubai.

J.T.: Is that it?

Victoria: And travel documents.

J.T.: (Sighs)

Victoria: Look, I know when we talked about this before, you weren't exactly in favor of my going, and, um--

J.T.: Well, considering you're trying to drag Reed along with you, too, yeah.

Victoria: (Sighs) Look, I was thinking that maybe we could go together. You could come with us. We could go as a family. It might be good. I-it might be good for us to do that.

J.T.: I can't--I can't go halfway across the world. I have a job, you know? Something you conveniently forget.

Victoria: That is not true.

J.T.: Look, the--the work I do is important. I like it. I'm good at it. I have responsibilities here.

Victoria: I know that. But what about your responsibilities to us? I mean, isn't our marriage at least as important as whatever it is you're doing for Mr. McCall?

J.T.: "Whatever it is that I'm doing for Mis--" see th--that--that right there, that's the problem.

Victoria: Well, you-- you never talk about it. It--y-you don't tell us what it is that you do.

J.T.: Have you ever asked me? Have you ever asked me?

Victoria: Would you be straight with me if I did?

J.T.: (Sighs) Victoria, you don't take me serious. You never have. All right, you say, "Jump," and I'm supposed to say, "How high?"

Victoria: Hold on a second. I never, ever meant for you to feel that way.

J.T.: Well, I do, all right? And I don't--I don't remember the last time that I felt respected for something that I can provide to this relationship besides free child care when you want to wheel and deal for Newman.

Victoria: Do you have any idea how hard I have been trying to make things better between us? Do you?

J.T.: Well, I-it shouldn't be that hard. Isn't that the real problem? (Sighs)

Victoria: Okay, fine. You don't want to go to Dubai? That's fine. Reed and I will go, and when we come back--

J.T.: No, no, no, no. Hold on. Hold on a second. If you want to go to Dubai, have at it. But if you're talking about taking a toddler halfway across the world like you're taking him across town, to a place that-- that nothing is familiar to him, and you might be working God knows how many hours for Newman--

Victoria: Are you kidding me? We will have the nanny with us. We're not even gonna be gone that long.

J.T.: You cannot take Reed out of this country without my permission. The--the guy over there playing Santa Claus? He's right-- our son is growing up every damn day, and it's not fair of you to ask me to miss out on that.

Victoria: Hold on a second. So what are you saying? You're saying you're not gonna give me your permission? Is that what you're saying?

J.T.: That's exactly what I'm saying.

Victoria: Excuse me, I am his mother.

J.T.: And I'm his father. And I made up my mind. And if you think I won't fight you on this, you're wrong.

Amber: Phyllis blackmailed you into kidnapping me? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?

Deacon: It's the truth.

Daniel: What'd she have on you, huh? What could she possibly be holding over your head?

(Police sirens wail)

Deacon: This is a setup.

Amber: What makes you say that?

Deacon: Well, the gas tank was empty right after I filled it, right? And "Boy wonder" here, he knew exactly where to find us. And he didn't bat an eye when I mentioned his mother. And now the cops, they're already on their way.

Daniel: (Sighs) How about that?

Deacon: You two and Phyllis. You're in on this together.

Daniel: Sucks to be on the receiving end of it, doesn't it?

Deacon: I'm outta here.

Paul: Sharpe!

Deacon: Get out of my way!

Paul: You're not going anywhere.

Deacon: Get out of my way!

Nick: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are you going? Hey, stop it.

Man: Deacon Sharpe?

Amber: That's him right there, Officer. He forced me into his car back in Genoa City and said I'd never see my family or friends again.

Man: You're under arrest for the kidnapping of Amber Moore.

Deacon: What? It's ridic-- I didn't kidnap anyone. This is a setup!

Phyllis: Here, I think the D.A. will be interested in this.

Deacon: (Grunts)

Paul: That's a disposable cell phone. It ties Mr. Sharpe to the Elkins murders. Make sure that gets hand-delivered to, uh, either my daughter or Owen Pomerantz.

Man: Will do.

Deacon: (Grunts)

Man: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Deacon: You know the only person that you're really hurting. (Grunts)

Phyllis: My God, we did it. We did it.

Daniel: (Laughs) (Grunts)

Phyllis: Oh, okay. I'm heavy. I'm heavy. Hi.

Daniel: I tell you, we make a pretty amazing team. You were amazing, as always.

Amber: Oh, we--we all were.

Paul: Looks like things turned out just the way you wanted them to.

Phyllis: Yeah, well, for once, they did, right?

Amber: Here's your, um, your super-duper spy necklace.

Paul: Yeah, that worked out pretty slick, didn't it? Thanks.

Amber: Yeah.

Nick: Spy necklace?

Paul: Yeah, it's got a, uh, G.P.S. device and a-a panic button implanted in the pendant. That's how we were able to follow Deacon's car.

Daniel: Yeah, so we'd know exactly where he'd taken her.

Phyllis: Yeah. (Chuckles)

Paul: So Amber was never in any real danger.

Phyllis: No, we had her back the whole time. It was--it was fun.

Nick: Well, sounds like you thought of everything.

Daniel: Hey, yeah, Paul, thank you so much. Thank you for everything.

Paul: It felt pretty good to beat Sharpe at his own game, didn't it?

Phyllis: (Laughs)

Daniel: You're damn straight.

Paul: (Laughs) See you guys later. Take care.

Amber: Bye. Thank you.

Phyllis: Thanks, Paul.

Daniel: Take care, man.

Amber: Thanks.

Phyllis: (Sighs) So, um, uh, let's go celebrate--my treat.

Daniel: Celebrate.

Phyllis: How about it?

Amber: I-I just want to go home.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Nick: And you and I need to talk first.

Phyllis: Okay. I-I'll--I'll see you guys later.

Daniel: Uh, I'll-- I'll call you tomorrow.

Phyllis: All right.

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Amber: I can see how happy you are.

Daniel: How great is it, huh? How great is it that that crook finally gets what he deserves for once? I mean, they took him away in handcuffs. That has gotta be one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen. You know, you always said--you always said, "Just keep the faith," right? Keep the faith, and one of these days, it's all gonna work out. You know what? I think after tonight, I'm finally gonna be able to start believing that.

Amber: Mm.

Daniel: Mwah! Come here. (Laughs)

Phyllis: I saved my son. Can you believe it? I-I did that. Sometimes, the good guys actually win.

Nick: How many times do you think we have sworn not to keep secrets from each other?

Phyllis: What?

Nick: You put this whole thing together behind my back. I only found out about it because you left your cell phone at the coffeehouse. Paul calls and instantly assumes that I was in on this, and why wouldn't he? We are married.

Phyllis: Okay. All right, all right. (Chuckles) (Stammers) No, lis--I--

Nick: Do you have any idea how disappointed I am, hurt, that you wouldn't include me on this?

Phyllis: Nick, you're such a hypocrite. I-- you want to talk about secrets? Really? How many secrets do you have from me right now? Uh, like the one about Adam and Sharon sleeping together, and how it drives you crazy.

Adam: (Sighs)

Sharon: Uh-oh.

Adam: What?

Sharon: Wait.

Adam: Mm.

Sharon: Mistletoe.

Adam: I'm gonna have to get myself some of this stuff.

Sharon: No, we don't need it.

Chloe: Okay, fine. I told the judge what I knew.

Billy: What gave you the right to do that, huh? Do you have any idea how badly you crippled my credibility in this place?

Chloe: I wasn't gonna let you stay in that place.

Billy: I wasn't gonna stay in that place, okay? Rafe and I had it all mapped out. The court of appeals would have sided with me.

Chloe: Really? For how long? How many months were you gonna be there? Delia would forget what you looked like.

Billy: Oh, knock off that "Delia crap," okay? It was a classic first amendment case. (Groans)

Chloe: Oh, my God, this is such garbage. Come on! You are-- this is not "The Washington Post." This is not "Deep Throat," okay? So get over yourself. I got you out of jail so you would experience your daughter's first Christmas, so you should be thanking me.

Billy: Oh. Oh, okay. You want-- you want me to thank you? Okay, I will thank you. I'll thank you. Are you ready for it? Go get your crap and get out of my office, because you are fired!

Phyllis: So answer me, Nick. When were you gonna tell me about Sharon and Adam?

Nick: Don't twist this around. This is about you going after Sharpe and not cluing me in beforehand.

Phyllis: Yeah, I did. I went after him. He was trying to take my son down. And I nailed him. It's over. It's over. But this thing with Sharon, it goes-- it goes on and on. For God sake, you punched Adam in the face, and you ended up with a partner at Newman. You lost control. And it's because you can't stand the thought of Adam and your ex-wife together. Right? And you hid that from me.

Nick: I didn't want to dump a bunch of useless information on you, Phyllis. Your son is facing 25 years to life in prison. Who cares who Sharon is sleeping with?

Phyllis: Oh, you care! Obviously. You can't even talk about it. And that scares the hell out of me.

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

Chloe: These walls have seen bigger, badder tantrums than yours.

Adam: You're wonderful. You know that?

(Picture crashes)

Sharon: (Gasps)

Nick: And honesty straight out the window.

Phyllis: And we are back to where we started.

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