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Jack: What did you just say to me?

Emily: The Colts are gonna take it all this year.

Jack: (Sighs) No, I mean, what did you just say?

Emily: (Sighs) I love you. Jack... I have never felt this way before. And... mm. Oh, believe me. (Laughs) Believe me, believe me, believe me, I do not want it to end. (Sighs)

Jack: Well, it has to.

Jana: Mmm, my goodness.

Michael: Okay, you--

Jana: What is that? Do I smell cookies?

Michael: Yes, yes. Right out of the oven.

Jana: Ooh.

Michael: Oh, you know what? That's enough. That's enough.

Jana: What are you doing? Well, Fen, can I help you decorate those cookies?

Michael: He's gotten a little carried away. Fenmore, out.

Jana: Come on, you silly boy. Let's go.

Kevin: (Sighs)

Michael: Why the long face?

Kevin: Why the tape on the nose?

Michael: Oh, sorry. Yeah. I'm wrapping--

Kevin: (Sighs) I, uh... well, I have been trying to figure out which brother to spend Christmas day with since one has a restraining order against the other.

Michael: Hmm. So what'd you decide?

Kevin: I chose the brother who has always been there for me, no matter what a jerk I've been. Come here.

Michael: (Sighs) (Laughs)

Daisy: Dressing rooms are cleaned, and all the jeans have been refolded.

Lauren: Well, thank you, Daisy.

Billy: Hey, ladies.

Amber: Speaking of procrastinators.

Billy: (Chuckles) Hey, you can never take too long to shop for a woman, especially one that has a fashionista for a mother.

Amber: You waited till now to shop for Delia?

Billy: No, the toys are covered. I just need a killer outfit, or maybe ten, for the toddler of my dreams.

Daisy: I know just the thing.

Lauren: So big Christmas plans for the Abbotts?

Billy: Well, you know, Colleen's death kinda took the holly jolly out of Christmas this year, so...

Lauren: Look, I know you guys are missing Colleen, but, I mean, you have to do something.

Billy: Well, Delia's the reason why I'm here. Hell, she's, eh, she's the reason why I'm anywhere.

Lauren: But you only get one first Christmas with your baby.

Billy: That's what Traci said before she went to New York.

Lauren: Well, time flies so fast with your kids. It's like lightning speed sometimes.

Billy: Hmm.

Daisy: Is this not the cutest thing ever?

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Billy: I don't know. What do you think, Amber? Is that gonna pass the Chloe test? (Whistles) Is that gonna work?

Amber: Um, yeah. Yeah, definitely.

Lauren: Sweetie?

Amber: Mm-hmm.

Billy: Okay. Well, I'll take it. Ring it up. Come on.

Daisy: I'll check you out.

Billy: (Clears throat)

Lauren: You okay?

Amber: Yeah. Yeah. I just, um, I just remembered I had to do some things.

Lauren: All right, well, then go. We're fine here. And merry Christmas.

Amber: You, too.

Billy: So I-I get a discount, right?

Lauren: No. No.

Amber: (Sighs)

Lauren: Well, it's only $75. It'll be--yeah.

Billy: She'll outgrow it in two...

(Door closes)

Ashley: Hey, Abby. You're just in time to rescue me. I need a good eye to make this whole thing work.

Abby: Nothing could make this Christmas work.

Ashley: When do they go from that beautiful, sleeping baby girl to hating you?

Adam: (Chuckles) I'm no expert on teenagers, but I have an idea that might work.

Ashley: Oh, please.

Adam: Well, uh, sometimes a good gift can say more than a dozen lectures.

Ashley: It's kind of creepy, though, don't you think? I mean, I'd feel like I was trying to buy my daughter's love, Adam.

Adam: No, you think of it more as a-an "I know what you're going through" approach.

Ashley: Really?

Adam: Well--

Ashley: I don't think there's any gift that could possibly achieve that.

Adam: No, I-I heard her on the phone the other day talking to Daisy about skinny jeans and a tank top that some pop star would kill for.

Ashley: You really think?

Adam: Hey, Fenmore's is still open, probably, if you hurry.

Ashley: What do I do about the baby?

Adam: I'll watch her.

Ashley: You're so sweet. Thank you.

Adam: Of course. See that? I just made sure that your mommy's gonna have a very happy Christmas. I'll make sure your other mommy has an even happier one.

Phyllis: You sure you don't want to stay for dinner?

Daniel: Uh, no. I promised Amber that it would just be me and her tonight.

Phyllis: Okay. Hey, what about you guys? You want to stay for dinner?

Noah: Eden and I are hanging at Michael and Lauren's tonight.

Phyllis: We're all drifting apart. Nikki and--and Victor are in Belgium, and Victoria's thinking of going to Dubai. And Nick--

Daniel: Well, Nick is probably on his way over here as we speak. Mwah. Bye.

Noah: Bye.

Phyllis: Bye, guys. Have--have fun.

Daniel: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Noah: Get outta here.

Daniel: (Grunts) (Laughs)

Nick: I came to apologize. I am sorry that I got Noah that snowmobile without checking with you first.

Sharon: Okay. Well, I-I really shouldn't have blown up at you the way that I did.

Nick: You were upset.

Sharon: Yeah. But not really about the snowmobile or you spoiling Noah. I mean, that's what Christmas is all about, right? (Chuckles)

Nick: Yeah, kids. I've been thinking about her a lot lately.

Sharon: (Sighs) This would have been her first Christmas. I mean, not that she would have known, but we would have known, and... I don't want Faith's legacy to be us at each others' throats. Do you?

Nick: That is the last thing that I want.

Emily: You're really going out right now?

Jack: Yeah. I'll be right back.

Emily: Uh, you were about to score, and you're making a mad dash out on the sidelines?

Jack: I love it when you use sports metaphors.

Emily: (Sighs) (Laughs) Jack, y-- you're not gonna tell me where you're going?

Jack: Nope.

Emily: And so what am I supposed to do?

Jack: You could watch football. I have three games recorded. Oh, and I when I get back, you could tell me what a backside shift is.

Emily: Backfield shift.

Jack: Why was I thinkin' "Backside shift"?

Emily: (Sighs)

Emily: (Exhales sharply)

Daniel: Hey. What do you think of my tree?

Amber: It's sad.

Daniel: Well, yeah. You know, it's, uh, that's why I bought it, 'cause it looked so lonely. But, you know, if you dress it up the right way, it could be a real work of art.

Amber: Okay, Picasso.

Daniel: (Sighs) No imagination. (Sighs) Here. Open this.

Amber: It's not Christmas yet.

Daniel: Yeah, I know it's not Christmas yet, but I think this is what you and "Droopy the tree" over there need.

Amber: (Chuckles)

Amber: (Sighs) (Sobs) Daniel. (Sniffles) It's--

Daniel: It's, uh, not exactly the reaction I was looking for.

Amber: No, Baby, it's, um, it's--it's not the present. And it's not the tree. It's, um... no, it's great. It-- (Sighs)

Daniel: What's the matter? It's Christmas, baby. E-everything on your list is-- is practically checked off. You know? I-I'm not in jail. Deacon is. We're married.

Amber: There's just one little thing missing.

Daniel: Want to give me a hint? (Laughs)

Amber: It's my son.

Kevin: See you guys in a bit.

Michael: Uh-huh.

Jana: Mmm.

Michael: Oh, these are delicious. You did a great job on these, Fenmore.

Phyllis: Oh, Kevin.

Michael: I'm very proud. Oh, look, what a surprise!

Phyllis: I guess.

Michael: I thought you guys would be home waitin' for Santa.

Phyllis: Well, I brought Summer to see Fen. Um, and I hope that Santa is late, because Daddy's certainly late.

Michael: Oh.

Jana: Um, you know what? Summer and Fen, why don't we, um, give your old toys a last go before Father Christmas brings in some new ones, yeah?

Michael: Yes. Yes.

Jana: Let's go. It'll be fun.

Michael: Here, take that. Yeah, the cookies always help everything.

Jana: Let's go.

Michael: So could I get the "Reader's Digest" version of this?

Phyllis: Oh, yeah. Oh, okay. "Reader's Digest." Um, let me see. Uh, Nick went to Sharon's. Uh, the reason is unimportant. And he caught Sharon and Adam you know...

Michael: Oh.

Phyllis: You know.

Michael: Mm.

Phyllis: (Sighs) So he kept that from me, basically lied to me. I found out. We had it out. And we promised no more secrets.

Michael: Then you're going to have to trust him.

Phyllis: Absolutely.

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Absolutely. I'm gonna have to trust him, except its Christmas eve, and my husband is nowhere to be found.

Sharon: How do you miss someone so much who you never even got a chance to know?

Nick: Grief is one of those weird things that doesn't seem to follow any laws of logic. Kind of charts its own course, you know? The important thing is that you don't let it take you anyplace you don't want to go. Some places cause you more pain.

Sharon: Okay. (Sighs) Don't go there.

Nick: What?

Sharon: Don't go to that "I need to take care of Sharon" place. Nick, I'm sad. I'm not weak or vulnerable or in need of rescue or anything like that. I'm just--I'm sad, and I think I'm entitled.

Nick: Of course you are. Of course you are, Sharon. It's just the way that you deal with your grief.

Sharon: I'm dealing with it in a rational and healthy way.

Nick: Is that what you call sleeping with Adam?

Sharon: Okay, this conversation is over.

Nick: No. No, actually, it's not over.

(Door opens)

Billy: Ho ho ho!

Emily: Oh. Oh.

Billy: Uh-huh. What's up, Doc?

Emily: I am just waiting for Jack.

Billy: Yeah? He's not here?

Emily: No, and you can count the silver. I didn't steal anything.

Billy: Well, maybe I should pat you down just to be sure. That was-- that was inappropriate. I'm sorry. That--that--that's-- I'm gonna leave that for Jack, and you tell him that I said merry Christmas.

Emily: Okay, hold on. Hold on. Why don't-- why don't you stick around and tell him yourself? I know he would love to see you.

Billy: Yeah? Did he say that?

Emily: No, no, not in so many words.

Billy: I can only imagine the words he did use.

Emily: Jack really cares about his family. Nothing would make him happier than having you here for Christmas, unless you have other plans.

Billy: Um, nothin' firm. You know, things are pretty funky with the old ex. Even funkier with the new ex, really.

Emily: Yeah. Relationships can be complicated.

Billy: Yeah, the always were with Chloe. Never usually that way with Mac, and the siblings-- we always get along. I don't know. Something went haywire this year. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's-- maybe it's Colleen's death. I don't know. Maybe it's me. Shrink, yeah, you're a good one. Good--mm-hmm. (Clears throat)

Emily: All right, so you have no plans.

Billy: No, yeah, I've got plans. I'm just, uh, I'm gonna go say hello to Delia, and then I'm gonna hang out with some friends from work, and I'm gonna rock around the Christmas tree.

Emily: Okay, you know what? Have a wonderful time then.

Billy: I always do.

Emily: Good. Okay. Billy, hold on. (Clears throat) I hope you change your mind.

Billy: About patting you down?

Emily: Eh...

Billy: (Laughs)

Emily: No, about tomorrow. No one should be alone on Christmas.

Billy: I won't be. Th-thank you.

Emily: (Sighs)

Ryder: Hey. I'm glad you called. I wasn't sure if you were still mad at me.

Kevin: I just came by to-- to let you know that, um, I'm gonna be spending Christmas at Michael and Lauren's.

Ryder: Guess a 1-day pass on a restraining order is too much to ask for under the trees, huh?

Kevin: I'm sorry.

Ryder: Am I gonna get to see you at all on Christmas?

Kevin: (Sighs) I don't think so. Um, but I'll--I'll-- I'll give you a call.

Ryder: Yeah, don't-- don't--don't worry about me. I was gonna go out with-- with some of the guys from work.

Kevin: All right. I should get goin'. Merry Christmas, Ryder.

Sharon: We're not gonna do this, Nick. You know what? This--this is my life, and you have no say-so in it.

Nick: You still don't get it. Adam is messing with me.

Sharon: Would you really rather believe that lie than think for a second that we have feelings for each other?

Nick: Adam has no idea what real feelings are, Sharon.

Sharon: Really? And what do you know about Adam? You've been so busy hating him. Do you know how he felt maybe growing up without a father?

Nick: (Sighs)

Sharon: How he felt when his mother died? You ever ask him if he's scared because he's going blind? What do you know about your brother, Nick?

Nick: I know enough about him that I don't want him anywhere near you.

Sharon: There you sit with your wife and your child, and you have this future, but I-I am not allowed any bit of happiness.

Nick: You will not be happy with him, Sharon.

Sharon: Oh, so you get to decide what's gonna make me happy?

Nick: No, that's not-- I'm trying to s-- Phyllis and I are in love, okay? You and Adam are--

Sharon: We're in a relationship. It's an honest, balanced relationship. He's not trying to rescue me. I'm not trying to change constantly to make him happy. It's just simple, and it's uncomplicated, the way that love should be.

Nick: (Scoffs) "Love."

Sharon: Yes, Adam loves me, and I love him.

Nick: (Sighs)

Sharon: People change.

Nick: Not Adam.

Sharon: Well, not in your world, Nick. In your world it is impossible for anyone to ever change or evolve.

Nick: Oh, Sharon, give me a break.

Sharon: No, to you, I'm still this little girl from the other side of the tracks who needs some prince to ride in and rescue her, and you know what, Nick? I'm not that girl anymore.

Nick: I just want to help you.

Sharon: I don't want your help. I want a life, and I want a life that doesn't include you and your opinions or your protection or anything else you have to offer.

Nick: Okay. Do whatever you want with whoever you want. I'm done.

Michael: There you go. Guaranteed to make you forget everything except how fattening it is.

Phyllis: Wouldn't it be great if there was a magic potion that could make all your problems go away?

Michael: (Laughs)

Phyllis: (Laughs)

Michael: So "Problems." In this case, would that be, uh, Sharon?

Phyllis: As much as I would love to blame Sharon for Nick's latest bout of indecision, I can't do that.

Michael: I thought I'd see pigs fly before I heard those words come out of your mouth.

Phyllis: Well, she's not showing up on our doorstep every day. She's not calling or texting Nick every hour. She's not, um, giving him a call every time she breaks a nail. She's not doing that anymore. Yeah. I don't think she's holding on. I hate to admit this, but I think Nick is the one.

(Door opens)

Noah: Hey. Guess we're gonna spend Christmas Eve together after all.

Phyllis: Yeah. Yeah, I-I wanted to bring Summer over to see Fen. But, um, oh, we should go. We should go. Where's Summer? Oh, hey.

Michael: There they are.

Phyllis: You know what?

Michael: You have fun?

Phyllis: We've gotta get home before Daddy does-- before Santa comes...

Michael: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: So let's go.

Michael: Come here.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Michael: Merry Christmas.

Phyllis: Merry Christmas to you. Okay.

Michael: See you later, "Half-pint." Mwah.

Phyllis: Let's go.

Michael: Mm. Aah!

Phyllis: Thank you. Bye.

Noah: You got it?

Phyllis: All right, Baby.

Michael: Bye-bye. Summer, merry Christmas.

Phyllis: Bye. Whoa. Merry Christmas.

Eden: (Laughs)

Noah: Is she gonna be okay?

Fen: Are we gonna open up presents?

Michael: She's gonna be fine. Yes, we are.

Kevin: Oh, did I-- did I hear something about presents?

Noah: Oh, presents.

Michael: Ooh, gifts! Come here.

Eden: Oh, no. I totally forgot a present at Fenmore's. I have to go back and get it.

Noah: Well, call Lauren and ask her to bring it.

Eden: It's for Lauren. Oh, and it's not wrapped. Just--okay.

Noah: Mm.

Eden: I'll be right back.

Michael: (Speaking indistinctly)

Ashley: Daisy, hi. I'm so glad you're here. I heard that you might know something about a pair of jeans that my daughter Abby just has to have and maybe a top that goes with them. Is that true?

Daisy: The new skinny jeans. They're totally awesome.

Ashley: Yeah?

Daisy: Let me show them to you.

Ashley: Okay. Great. Hello, Lauren. How are you?

Lauren: Hi, how are you?

Jack: And a merry Christmas to you.

Lauren: Wow. I thought you finished all your holiday shopping.

Jack: Well, I have a last-minute addition to my list.

Lauren: Hmm, a lady addition?

Jack: A very special lady addition. Show me what you got for a tall, gorgeous, sophisticated, elegant woman of style.

Lauren: My goodness. (Chuckles) I'll see what I can get.

Ashley: Hi. Jackie.

Jack: Hey!

Ashley: Hi. So what are you doing? Shopping for Emily?

Jack: How'd you guess?

Ashley: Oh, I don't know. The twinkle in your eye, maybe that smile on your face.

Jack: More surprised than I am.

Ashley: (Chuckles)

Jack: I actually thought after everything that happened with Sharon that I'd had my last shot at happiness, but...

Ashley: I'm so thrilled for you. You know that?

Jack: I don't know why I've been given this chance, but I have been, and I'm gonna use it. I'm gonna get it right this time.

Ashley: Aw, yeah.

Adam: Who came to visit? Billy.

Billy: Hey, Princess. Your mom around? Huh?

Adam: No, so, uh, you-- thank you.

Billy: Is Abby upstairs?

Adam: Yep, she's not in the greatest of moods.

Billy: Thanks.

Adam: All right. It's your funeral.

Billy: Hey, look at me. I don't know what your game is here, Sport, but you stay out of my way. Then maybe I'll stay out of yours.

Adam: (Whispers) We don't like him too much.

(Footsteps approach)

(Door opens)

Sharon: Adam, I'm glad you're here. I... (Sighs) Oh. Hi, Honey. Wow!

Amber: You know, even though, um, my cousin gave birth to Little D., I always... (Sighs) I always felt like he was mine.

Daniel: Yours and Deacon's.

Amber: He didn't know he was gonna be a daddy. And Becky, she was just-- she was gonna give him up for adoption. I wouldn't have taken him otherwise.

Daniel: You didn't just take the kid. You passed him off as your own.

Amber: I know. I know I shouldn't have done it. And it--it all blew up in my face. (Sighs) But not before I fell in love with him, and he fell in love with me. I was his mommy, the only real mother that he had ever known, and--and Deacon told me he still feels that way.

Daniel: Well, at least the kid had one good parent.

Amber: Yeah. I fought really hard to keep him. (Sighs) I didn't have any legal right, so I had to give him back to Deacon.

Daniel: Well, I guess I can see why you're so upset.

Amber: Yeah, he's out there somewhere, and he's waiting for his daddy to come get him, and I hate Deacon so much, but he is all he has. And now he's out there, and he's all alone, and it's because of us. And I don't know-- (Sobs)

Sharon: I just feel like I can breathe when I'm here.

Adam: (Sighs)

Sharon: And when I'm with Nick, I feel like I'm suffocating.

Adam: Well, he has this obsessive need to protect you.

Sharon: I just never realized that things could be this different, you know? With you, I feel grounded and confident.

Adam: It's 'cause you are.

Billy: Hey, I'm telling you. Do as I say, not as I do. All right? (Chuckles)

Sharon: Oh, hi, Billy and Abby.

Billy: Hey, Sharon.

Abby: Uh, I'm going out with Billy.

Adam: Yeah? Where you guys going?

Billy: That would be none of your damn business. Let's go.

Adam: Stay classy, Billy.

Billy: You know, Sharon, I realize things didn't work out with you and Nick, but, Honey, you can do so much better than this guy.

Abby: He's right, you know.

Billy: Let's go. Come on.

Sharon: Wow. Well, I-I knew that Billy wasn't a fan, but Abby?

Adam: Oh, no, she-- she's been through a lot. She lost her sister. Victor left town. She's just hurting and, you know, taking it out on everybody.

Sharon: Hmm, well, I can understand that. I did some pretty crazy things when Brad died. I guess I was trying to fill some void.

Adam: You've changed.

Sharon: I'm trying to.

Adam: Do you know how amazing you are?

Sharon: Of course. (Chuckles)

Adam: I'm serious. You are incredible.

Sharon: (Sighs) Keep going. You're feeding my ego.

Adam: You have no idea how strong and capable of a woman you are.

Sharon: Well, it's not something that I hear every day.

Adam: Well, get used to it, 'cause it's gonna take me a long time to tell you how much I respect you and admire you and love you.

Sharon: Adam. I love you, too.

Adam: You're not just saying that because of-- 'cause of what happened with Nick?

Sharon: No. I mean it.

Phyllis: Hey.

Summer: Daddy home?

Phyllis: Um, nope. He's not home yet. Let's--let's finish up that story. By the time we finish, Daddy will be home for sure. Look at-- I need my bookmark. All right, where were we? "Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.

[Phyllis remembering]

Phyllis: Nick, no more secrets. We can't do that one. No more secrets, please.

Nick: From now on, everything's out in the open.

Phyllis: No matter what.

Billy: (Clears throat) Hey, CeeCee, merry Christmas. What'd you get me? There's really only one thing I want this year, and, well, I haven't been a very good boy, so... yeah, look, I know you wouldn't want me dragging my tail like this, but, uh, what do you want me to tell you? It's hard, okay? It's just not the same without you.

Abby: He's right, Colleen. Mom wanted me to decorate the tree with her, but with you gone, it's just not Christmas. Everything feels so wrong, like it'll never be right.

Traci: It will be, Honey.

Billy: Hey. (Chuckles)

Traci: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: (Deep voice) "And merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" Ha ha! Ho ho ho! (Normal voice) yay!

Nick: Hey.

Summer: Daddy!

Nick: Hey, you. Sorry I'm late.

Phyllis: That's okay. We just finished the story.

Summer: Read it again, Daddy?

Nick: I will. Mwah. Why don't you go hop up in bed? I'll be up in a minute.

Phyllis: Where were you?

Nick: I was just out walkin' around thinking about what you said. (Sighs) And you're right. We need to tell each other the truth no matter what.

Phyllis: You weren't out just walking around.

Nick: No.

Phyllis: Déjà vu. Last February-- you and Sharon at the cabin. Déjà vu I've got right now.

Nick: It wasn't anything like that.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Nick: But I was with Sharon.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Faith: (Fusses)

Adam: Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey. Shh, it's okay.

Sharon: Aw.

Adam: Its okay, Sugar.

Sharon: Aw.

Faith: (Cries)

Adam: Oh, hey, hey, hey.

Sharon: Oh, here, let me try. Let me try. Come here, Pumpkin. Oh, there you go. There you go. Yes.

Faith: (Cries)

Sharon: Oh.

Faith: (Wails)

Sharon: Shh.

Faith: (Cries)

Sharon: Shh. (Crying stops)

Sharon: See, that is funny. That used to work with Noah when he was a baby, too.

Faith: (Fusses) (Cries)

Ashley: Hey. Oh, hi, Sharon.

Faith: (Cries)

Ashley: This is a nice surprise. Is she--is she okay?

Sharon: Oh, she--she has been a perfect little angel.

Faith: (Fusses)

Adam: Here, come here.

Sharon: Oh.

Adam: Come here, you loudmouth.

Sharon: Get your hat.

Ashley: (Chuckles) Come here, Sweetie Pie. Come here, Sweetheart.

Faith: (Fusses)

Ashley: I know, Baby, I know.

Faith: (Wails)

Ashley: I know. I know.

Sharon: Well, I-I should just go. I--

Ashley: Um, no, that's okay. You don't have to go.

Sharon: No, I'm all right. Um...

Faith: (Cries)

Sharon: Merry Christmas, my angel.

Ashley: What's the matter, Sweetie?

Faith: (Cries)

Amber: You know, I-- I was thinking--

Daniel: (Sighs) Oh, boy.

Amber: We could find him.

Daniel: (Sighs)

Amber: We can.

Daniel: Amber, its Christmas. It's our first Christmas together, married.

Amber: He doesn't have anyone.

Daniel: Yeah, well, maybe Deacon did the right thing for once in his life and found the kid a good home.

Amber: You think?

Daniel: Yeah. Yeah, I mean, you know, when he showed me the picture, I-I got the feeing that it was probably the one thing that-- that he's ever actually really given a damn about.

Amber: You're right. You're right. He does--he does care. (Sighs) (Chuckles) We're not gonna find him before Christmas. You're right. But after that, can we-- can we look for him?

Daniel: We'll talk about it after Christmas.

Amber: (Sobs) Thank you. Thank you.

Michael: So what can I get you? Wine, eggnog, me? Fenmore made some killer cookies.

Lauren: Do you realize how happy you look?

Michael: (Laughs) I know.

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Michael: It's scary, isn't it?

Lauren: It's wonderful. Life is wonderful.

Michael: Yeah, well, took me long enough to figure it out. But, yeah.

Lauren: (Chuckles) Yeah.

Michael: (Sighs)

Noah: Eden, hey. Where are you? Get--get that, uh, present and get back here.

Daisy: (Gasps) Ryder, you scared the crap outta me.

Ryder: My whole life is crap. Why do I always have to play bad cop?

Daisy: You could've said no.

Ryder: Like that was ever an option.

Daisy: (Sighs) Just--just try and have fun with it, okay?

Ryder: That's easy for you to say. I'm the one who's spending Christmas alone.

Daisy: Come on. It's one Christmas. It'll all be worth it in the end. You know it will.

Ryder: Yeah, all right.

Daisy: Merry Christmas.

Ryder: Yeah, you, too, "Daize." (Sighs)

Traci: Merry Christmas, Baby. I brought you a present. It's--it's not the kind that you wrap. In fact, it's more of a promise, I guess. (Sniffles) (Sighs) (Sighs) We promise that we will never forget you ever. And that's gonna make us happy... (Sniffles) Not sad. And we promise that we will honor you by living full, happy, joyous lives-- all of us. It's no coincidence that we all came here tonight. You brought us. (Chuckles) You'll always bring this family together.

Billy: Promise, Cee.

Jack: Hey.

Emily: Hi. Oh, can I open just one?

Jack: Nothing gets opened till tomorrow morning.

Emily: Oh, you're no fun.

Jack: I think you'd be shocked at just how much fun I can be.

Emily: Yeah? (Sighs) Mm. Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm! By the way, Billy stopped by and dropped off some gifts.

Jack: Anything ticking?

Emily: (Sighs) I, um, I-- hold on. Hold on. Hold on. (Laughs) I think he was just trying to reach out. And, Jack, it wouldn't kill you to do the same.

Jack: We'll see.

Emily: You know, you went to a lot of trouble to show me how wonderful Christmas could be, and I want you to have the same thing.

Jack: Then let's stop talking about Billy, 'cause what's wonderful for me is right here right now.

Emily: (Sighs) (Sighs)

Phyllis: So you went to apologize to Sharon for buying Noah the snowmobile, right? Big deal.

Nick: You're right. It wasn't a big deal, till Sharon brought up... (Sighs) Adam. She can't seem to leave him out of any conversation, and now that she's in love, it's bound to get worse.

Phyllis: Sharon said she's in love with Adam?

Nick: (Sighs) She wants to move on with her life.

Phyllis: You believe her?

Nick: I will never believe that Sharon has real feelings for Adam, but she did mean it when she said she is done with us.

Phyllis: This is the best Christmas gift, don't you think?

Nick: I just, uh...

Phyllis: What? What, did that-- that make you upset? (Chuckles) Did it? Did it make you want to cry? Did it make you want to leave your wife?

Nick: I love you. You and Summer mean everything to me. You are my future. But Sharon and I have been through so much. We have lost so much, Phyllis.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Nick: And to hear her say that we're not gonna be a part of each others' lives, I'm s--

Phyllis: Oh, Nick, what are you telling me? What--how did that make you feel? What--what did it make you want to do?

Nick: It made me realize there is a small part of me that doesn't want her to let go. I'm sorry. I know that that is not what you want to hear. But I want to be honest with you. I can't keep these feelings bottled up inside of me anymore, Phyllis. I'm gonna explode. I want you. I want you to help me with this. (Gasps)

Phyllis: (Breathing heavily)

Sharon: You hear that?

Adam: What?

Sharon: It's quiet. I remember when Christmas was just filled with sound-- music, laughter and children and-- I just thought this year... (Sighs) You know what I wish? I wish that we could just go away together, like we talked about, just you and me, you know? Get away from everything.

Adam: I can make that happen.

Sharon: Is this the time where I click my heels together three times? (Chuckles)

Adam: This is where-- where you say, "Yes, I'll marry you."

Sharon: Marry?

Adam: I want you with me while I work to become the man that you believe I can be. Will you be my wife?

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

Lily: I think I need to go to the hospital.

Adam: We should be landing in Lake Tahoe soon.

Sharon: Oh, my gosh, I can't believe we're doing this!

Nikki: Well, hello, family.

Nick: Mom?

Victoria: Mom!

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