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Episode # 9410 ~ My Little Chicken Hawk

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Abby: Like I'd forget. It's in my purse. Meet you there? Okay, don't be late.

Ashley: Abby? Honey, do we have to do this?

Abby: Will you give me my money? Then I will see you at court. Oh, and Victor's next. Y-you know, I'm suing him, too. He set up that separate trust for me that was supposed to be available when I came of age, and it is time to cash in.

Ashley: You can't win this.

Abby: Just because you see me as a little kid doesn't mean the judge will.

Ashley: It says very clearly in the trust from Brad and Colleen that I'm in charge of the money. The only thing you're gonna accomplish, Honey, is to shine a very public spotlight on a very private family matter. Unless, of course, that's your goal.

Abby: Oh, that's nice. That's nice. I-I'm not an entrepreneur needing capital. I'm just a spoiled brat who needs attention.

Ashley: That's not what I'm saying.

Abby: You know, Billy and Victoria, they're the ones with the huge scandal. You haven't heard? (Chuckles) They got married.

Ashley: What?

Abby: While drunk in Jamaica, so if you are worried about somebody making this family look bad, maybe it should be them.

Ashley: Oh, my God. Does Victor know about this?

Abby: I told him myself.

Billy: (Clicking tongue) Oh, ho. Now what am I gonna wear?

Victoria: Well, you snooze, you lose.

Billy: Yeah, well, you look better in it anyway. Here you go.

Victoria: Thank you. (Chuckles)

Billy: Mm-hmm.

Victoria: Mm-hmm.

Billy: I guess we should have told the families about the, uh, wedding, huh?

Victoria: No. (Sighs) No, they were all spun out over Adam. I just have to make sure that I get to my parents before Abby does.

Billy: Mm, "Sister smack"? The Newman in her picked exactly the wrong time to come out, didn't it?

Victoria: That's funny, because I thought she took more after her Uncle Billy, "The tabloid king."

Billy: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey. At least she kept her mouth shut as far as I can tell.

Victoria: Mm.

Billy: I didn't get any messages. And, um, you only got--

Victoria: Hey, that's mine.

Billy: Hey. Oh, it's community property, Baby. (Chuckles)

Victoria: I gotta get to the ranch.

Billy: Want me to come with you?

Victoria: (Sighs)

Billy: Okay, just thought I'd ask.

Victoria: Huh, well, it's bad enough being your wife. I'm really not in the mood to be your widow.

Billy: (Southern accent) Oh, Baby, that's just the sweetest thing you ever said to me sober. (Normal voice) Fine, have it your way.

(Knock on door)

Billy: (Clears throat) Hmm. Although I must admit, I really want to see the look on Victor's face when you told him about this. I-- well... (Sighs)

Victor: Get dressed.

Billy: Well, actually, this is my place.

Victor: This is my daughter.

Billy: Well, she's not actually underdressed-- under duress.

Victoria: Not helping...

Billy: I know.

Victoria: Not really helping.

Victor: What were you thinking marrying this idiot?

Jack: (Sighs)

Paul: Hey, what happened? I heard you got arrested.

Emily: No, I-I was accused of selling controlled substances.

Jack: Patty strikes again.

Paul: Oh, God. Well, y-you explained? The charges were dropped?

Michael: No.

Paul: No? Why?

Emily: No, the D.E.A. is extremely rigid with their enforcement.

Michael: Well, some might say "Paranoid."

Emily: You know, a tiny discrepancy in a legitimate prescription would be enough to draw their attention. This--these were multiple fraudulent scrips for class III narcotics, and they weren't even my patients.

Paul: Well, how would Patty even know how to do that?

Jack: She wouldn't, not by herself.

Emily: No, uh, we feel like somebody else is involved in this, as well.

Michael: Yes, and until we know who and can prove it, these charges aren't going away.

Emily: Yeah. Well, at least I made bail.

Jack: Well, look, I want to reimburse you for that.

Paul: Well, I-I would like to help with that, too.

Emily: Okay, I can't accept that from either one of you, hmm? If you'd like to help me, Paul, you can find out who wrote these prescriptions.

Nick: Is Patty more in touch with reality now?

Doctor: She knows who she is, where she is and why, but you may have to be patient with her. The sedatives she's on tend to slow her thought process.

Phyllis: Hi. Hi, Baby.

Nick: Hi, I thought you were gonna wait out th--

Phyllis: I was, but, uh, they brought a bunch of patients through, and this one guy looked at me, and he... he licked his lips. And, you know...

Nick: Oh, okay.

Phyllis: In kind of Jeffrey Dahmer style, and it freaked me out. I don't want to wait out there. I'd rather be here. Is that okay? That's okay, right? It's okay.

Nick: My wife Phyllis.

Doctor: It's nice to meet you.

Phyllis: Hi.

Doctor: You're welcome to wait in the hall, but you can't be with your husband when he meets with Patty.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, okay. I-I know.

Nick: You'll be all right.

Phyllis: She still thinks that--that I want to steal Jack.

Doctor: Just mentioning your name upsets her.

Phyllis: Amazing.

Nick: You're gonna be okay.

Phyllis: Okay, I'll wait in the hall, even though she tried to kill my daughter, but, no, I'll wait in the hall. (Sighs)

Nick: Has Patty talked at all about the night of the masquerade to you?

Doctor: Only as it relates to Jack.

Nick: Right.

Doctor: Here she is.

Doctor: Come join us. You remember Mr. Newman.

Nick: Hi, Patty.

Patty: Where's your wife?

Nick: It's just me today.

Patty: How's Summer?

Nick: She's better, thanks.

Patty: I never meant it to get this bad.

Nick: I know. But that--that's not what I want to talk to you about today, okay? I want to talk to you about Adam and Richard Hightower. Do you know who that is?

Patty: I want to go back to my room.

Nick: So you recognize that name, don't you? Richard. Did you see him at the ball? Did you see him with Adam?

Ashley: Come here.

Abby: (Sighs)

Ashley: I want to ask you something. Just why were you so eager to tell Victor about Billy and Victoria?

Abby: Well, I was making a point.

Ashley: Mm-hmm.

Abby: You and Dad keep saying that I'm too immature to start this business, and nobody is more immature than Billy. And you gave him the money to start his.

Ashley: And I've regretted it ever since.

Abby: But you cannot deny that he is good at what he does. And same with Victoria. Her personal life is a mess. What's Dad gonna do? Fire her from Newman Enterprises? No, because he values her business sense. Why am I being held to a different standard?

Ashley: Because you don't have as much experience.

Abby: How am I supposed to get it?

Ashley: The same way they did, Honey.

Abby: (Sighs)

Ashley: The same way I did. You work your way up!

Abby: I don't want to be a corporate drone. I don't want to work for anyone else.

Ashley: Oh, my God. You know, what you are saying, it's--it's just not realistic.

Abby: Don't tell me what's realistic. I-I've done the research. Okay, I know for a fact that I can make this happen.

Ashley: Abby, Honey, don't you understand? That kind of certainty does not exist.

Abby: Not with a negative attitude like yours.

Ashley: (Scoffs)

Abby: I'm sorry, Mom, okay? I am not gonna coast through life waiting for my seat at the table.

Ashley: Excuse me?

Abby: I am not gonna make the same mistake you and Victoria did.

Ashley: (Scoffs)

Billy: She doesn't have to defend herself to you.

Victor: You're lucky you're not picking up your teeth off the floor, son.

Victoria: Oh, Dad, please don't do this. Please.

Victor: How do you think I'm gonna react?! You marrying this degenerate playboy, and what?

Victoria: You are reacting exactly like I thought you were going to react, which is why I didn't tell you in the first place.

Victor: Oh, listen, you are fighting for custody of your son. Have you forgotten that?

Victoria: Oh, don't even bring up Reed to me, okay? I would have him back right now if you hadn't pulled that stunt with J.T. and--and tried to keep him out of the court. This wouldn't have happened in the first place, Dad.

Victor: You're angry with me. This is payback. Is that what it is?

Victoria: No, no, no, no.

Victor: You act like an adult, not a juvenile! You're not 16, for heaven sake! You have a son who depends on you to act like a mother, not like a juvenile. Pack your things. Let's go.

Victoria: The hell I am! I'm not going anywhere with you.

Emily: Has Patty been cleared for visitors?

Paul: Well, whether she has been or not, I will get in to see her. I'll go call the hospital now.

Emily: Thank you.

Michael: Oh, I've got another hearing.

Emily: Oh, uh, Michael, thank you so much for your help.

Michael: Anything you need. Lauren and I both know what it's like to try to pick up the pieces after somebody's tried to steal your life, and trust me, you're doing better than you know, all right?

Emily: (Chuckles) Yeah, thank you. I should get my things. (Sighs)

Nick: Look, Adam set you up. He let you take the fall for torturing Ashley. And Adam set me up, too.

Patty: He did?

Nick: Yeah. He left a recording the night of the ball that made it sound like I attacked him, which I did not.

Patty: He's sneaky.

Nick: Yes, Patty, he is very sneaky, and he wants to see me go to prison. That would mean he wins.

Patty: Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh. You can't go to prison. Who's gonna watch Phyllis? Who's gonna keep her away from Jack? You can't.

Nick: Right. Right. So then help me. Tell me about Richard.

Patty: I don't know anyone-- I don't know Richard. I--but you have to keep Ja-- Phyllis away from Jack. You have to.

Doctor: Patty. Patty. Patty. Phyllis can't hurt you.

Patty: (Sighs) (Breathing heavily) We--we--we need-- we need two Nicks, two of you.

Nick: W-well, what we need is--is to keep Nick out of jail.

Patty: No, no, you see, because there are two of me. Two Laurens, right? There's two Adams.

Nick: Wait, what? What did you say?

Ashley: Do you know what concerns me most about this? It's not that you want to be famous. It's what you want to be famous for. Abby, this image that you're projecting, it's not you, Honey.

Abby: It's partly me, the marketable part.

Ashley: Abby, look. What makes you glamorous, that's not what makes you special. I mean, would this "Naked Heiress" stay up all night with a sick horse and care for it so--so tenderly, so expertly? No, she'd want to be out partying all night long.

Abby: You're taking it too seriously.

Ashley: I thought you wanted me to take it seriously.

Abby: (Sighs) She's a character, just one version of myself.

Ashley: And that's what people are gonna see every time they look at you long after you've outgrown her. (Sighs) Is like... if you put a tattoo of your boyfriend's name somewhere on your body, and then you're stuck with it forever. I mean, what do you do after you break up? It's there.

Abby: I hear what you're saying, okay? I do, but it's not like I'm going to break up with myself. I will never, ever be ashamed of "The Heiress." So if that is all you're worried about, then relax and trust me.

Ashley: Honey, I am so sorry. I just--I-I can't support you on this.

Abby: Well, you're gonna have to when the judge rules in my favor.

Ashley: (Sighs)

Paul: Okay, so Patty can see visitors. I'm gonna head on over there now and get to the bottom of this.

Emily: Um, I-I, um, I want to thank you.

Paul: You know what? After everything you've been through, it's the least I can do.

Emily: Thanks.

Jack: Thanks, Paul.

Paul: Sure.

Jack: Shall we get out of here?

Emily: Oh, Jack, I don't need a chauffeur.

Jack: Okay, so you drive.

Emily: (Sighs) No, I meant, I-I can take a cab.

Jack: I'm headed in that direction anyway.

Emily: (Sighs) Okay.

Nick: Yes, Patty, that's who I'm asking about is the second Adam. Where'd you see him?

Patty: Two Adams are too many. One Adam is too many.

Nick: Did you ever speak to the second one? To--to Richard?

Patty: (Sighs)

Patty: Phyllis? Phyllis?! Phyllis sent you here?!

Nick: No! Of course not.

Phyllis: No, this is a trick! She wants Jack! She wants my husband!

Doctor: Patty. Patty.

Nick: Please calm down.

Doctor: I know how difficult this is. Let's talk about this.

Patty: No! No! He won't--no! You won't get him! He's mine! Jack is mine, do you hear me? He's mine!

Doctor: Patty? I'm sorry, we can't continue.

Nick: She clearly knows something. Tell me about the second Adam. Is Adam the one who died that night?

Patty: (Sobs) You can't have him!

Doctor: Patty, its okay. It's all right. Come on. Let's go back to your room now.

Patty: Aah!

Doctor: It's all right.

Patty: (Screaming incoherently) Oh, God!

Doctor: Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.

Patty: I won't let you take him!

Victoria: Okay, look, I'm not 16 anymore, so I don't need you barging in here trying to pretend like you're rescuing me from myself, because...

Victor: Victoria, what has happened to you?

Victoria: That's not--

Victor: Who are you try-- you're out of control.

Billy: She's out of your control.

Victoria: (Sighs) Would you please shut up?

Victor: Who are you trying to punish with this? By going to bed with this--

Victoria: Well, we're not hurting anyone, Dad, which is a lot more than you can say.

Victor: He's gonna humiliate you, don't you understand that?!

Victoria: Oh, yeah.

Victor: That's what he does for a living!

Victoria: No, you are so wrong.

Victor: Don't you understand that he thinks this is the perfect revenge against me for the damage that he thinks I've done to his family? He is using you, girl.

Victoria: That is not what he's doing.

Victor: He's using you!

Victoria: No, he's not.

Victor: Why do you think he's doing this?

Billy: Because I'm in love with your daughter. What, are you blind? You can't see anything?

Victor: Am I, what?

Billy: Are you blind? You can't see anything? What, are we gonna go outside now? Do you want to do that?

Victor: Don't you tempt me, boy. Don't you tempt me.

Billy: (Sighs)

(Door slams)

Billy: Well, that was a lot of fun.

Victoria: (Grunts) "I'm in love with your daughter"? Are you out of your mind?

Billy: I married into a very, very violent family.

Victoria: I cannot believe it. I really can't.

Billy: Well, wh-what? What?

Victoria: (Sighs)

Billy: I didn't do anything. I just told him to back off.

Victoria: You--you told him that you love me. Are you trying to push him over the edge?

Billy: No.

Victoria: All right, are you saying that you meant it?

Billy: No.

Victoria: Oh, okay. So then you were just trying to rattle his cage and thought it would be very funny. Ha ha ha.

Billy: No, I... (Sighs)

Victoria: No, that's fine.

Billy: What are you worried about his feelings for?

Victoria: I'm not. It just makes my life a lot more difficult, that's all.

Billy: Look, it just blurted out, okay? It just came out. And what about you? You practically told him that you only married me to piss him off.

Victoria: Well, I never said that.

Billy: I was standing right there before I was standing over there.

Victoria: I never said that. Okay, you know what? He's right, you are an idiot.

Billy: Hey.

Victoria: Sorry, it just slipped out.

Billy: (Sighs)

Ashley: I'm looking at it, and I... (Sighs) I can't believe what I'm seeing. What did they say when you confronted them?

Victor: Nothing that excuses their behavior.

Ashley: So... did you belittle her and attack him?

Victor: Would you have had me throw a party for them?

Ashley: No, of course not. It's classic Billy-- reckless, immature.

Victor: (Sighs) You tell him.

Ashley: I intend to. You know, Victor, I just wish you could find a different way of speaking with your daughters, maybe not talk at them. Maybe talk to them, so they don't feel so alienated all the time.

Victor: Aha. So I gather from that that you were more successful with Abby.

Ashley: No.

Victor: Okay.

Ashley: I definitely was not more successful. She's convinced that the judge is gonna see me as being all wrong and put me in my place. You know, she's taking it very, very personally that we're not excited about her ideas.

Victor: She'll get over it.

Ashley: I don't know. This really seems to be tapping into old wounds, like other times we've let her down.

Victor: Wait a minute. You're not saying that you're changing your mind about your decision, are you?

Ashley: Definitely not.

Victor: Okay.

Ashley: Definitely not. I just... I miss the trust. I miss the closeness that Abby and I have shared. After losing Faith, I just don't want to lose her, too.

Victor: (Sighs) I understand.

Ashley: Okay, we'd better get to the courthouse.

Victor: Yeah.

Rafe: (Sighs)

Abby: (Sighs)

Rafe: Let's talk.

Abby: Yeah, um, great. Great, uh, I-inside the courtroom, okay?

Rafe: No, there's a hearing going on inside there. Listen, I get that you have strong feelings about your case. But when we go in there, it's important that you let me be your advocate.

Abby: (Exhales deeply) Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Rafe: Okay, so when we go in, I'm gonna be doing the speaking, and you won't--

Man: Miss?

Abby: Yeah. (Sighs)

(Clears throat)

Man: Hand over your purse, please.

Rafe: Uh, is there a problem here?

Man: Yeah, she dodged the security check.

Abby: Oh. (Sighs) Uh, I was--I was in a hurry to--to get here on time.

Man: You have to come with me.

Emily: (Sighs)

Man: Hello, Dr. Peterson, Mr. Abbott.

Emily: Hi. Is there anything for me?

Man: Yes, uh, your bill for next month and a fax that came in this morning.

Emily: Thank you, Mark. (Sighs)

Emily: Oh, no.

Jack: What? What is it? What's wrong?

Emily: The psychological association. They, uh, they were notified about my arrest.

Jack: Already?

Emily: Yeah, and they're suspending my license.

Jack: Okay, you can fight this.

Emily: (Exhales) You heard Michael. This could take weeks or longer, uh, to get the charges dismissed, and I'm--I'm-- I won't be able to work. I'm not gonna be able to stay here.

Jack: Well, I can cover your bill here.

Emily: Jack, I am not gonna let you do that. I'm not going to be dependent on you financially.

Jack: O-okay. Okay. So come back to the house.

Emily: (Chuckles) This plays right into your hands, doesn't it?

Billy: You made a big mistake.

Victoria: Oh, really? Like I didn't know that. Every instinct I had told me to stay away from you.

Billy: Oh, yeah? Well, why didn't you?

Victoria: Oh, I'm asking myself the same question.

(Toothbrushes clatter in sink)

Victoria: Aah!

Billy: What are you doing in there?

Victoria: I don't know! I-I can't frickin' turn around without knocking something over. It's like a coffin in here. (Sighs) Billy?

Billy: Yes, Sweetheart?

Victoria: (Sighs) Your doorknob is broken.

Billy: I know that, "Shnookums-poo." Remember when I told you not to shut the door all the way?

Victoria: Would you please, um, get me out of here?

Billy: I don't know. Every instinct I have is telling me to leave you in there because you're mean.

Victoria: Get me out!

Billy: Okay. (Laughs) Okay, I just need a screwdriver. (Chuckles)

Victoria: (Sighs) I really thought things couldn't get any worse.

Billy: Well, if there's anything you should have learned about hanging out with me, it's that things can always get worse. What's worse than getting divorced is getting married. What's worse than getting married is having your dad find out and bust into my place like the morning after the prom.

Victoria: Oh, who are you kidding? You loved that.

Billy: No, I didn't.

Victoria: (Sighs)

Billy: Okay, may-- maybe I did a little bit, especially when you got up in his grille. That was awesome. It was like the cartoons. I mean, who's that little guy that always fights with the rooster?

Victoria: The chicken hawk?

Billy: Yeah, the chicken hawk. You were my little chicken hawk.

Victoria: I'm not your chicken hawk.

Billy: Hey, don't-- don't be offended. It's a compliment. I mean, doesn't he always win? It's priceless, it's beautiful, and I will cherish it always. Here, chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky. Here, chicky.

Phyllis: I agree. There's no point going to Pomerantz with this. I mean, he didn't believe us when we were trying to tell him that Adam faked his own death. And he's not gonna believe somebody who's in a mental hospital.

Nick: Two Adams. Patty realized it, even if Hightower didn't. He was at that ball to be Adam's double. I mean, the same height, same build, same hair.

Phyllis: Same D.N.A., thanks to the bone marrow transplant.

Nick: Wearing the same mask.

Phyllis: I even thought it was Adam. (Sighs)

Nick: Now one of them's in a grave.

Phyllis: And you know the D.A. isn’t gonna help us try to figure out which one.

Nick: We need to tell Dad what we found out.

Phyllis: You know what he's gonna say.

Nic yep, and he's gonna be right. It's time we take matters into our own hands.

Michael: Well, it's safe to say we can establish intoxication.

Victor: Is that grounds for annulment in Jamaica?

Michael: Well, if it isn't, uh, Victoria should claim temporary insanity. Look, uh, forward the video to me. I'll get a paralegal on it, all right?

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Michael: Thanks.

Ashley: So what do you think? Should we make a last-ditch effort to get through to Abby?

Victor: (Exhales deeply) Let the judge tell her. Please sit down.

Ashley: (Sighs)

Rafe: (Quietly) You're lucky that they took away your camera.

Abby: (Quietly) Lucky?

Rafe: If they had found you filming the proceedings, you'd be held in contempt.

Abby: I needed that footage. My audience is gonna want to know what happened.

Rafe: Abby?

Kent: I miss anything?

Abby: (Whispering) Um, security took my camera. Where have you been? I could have passed it off to you.

Kent: (Quietly) Bought new glasses. You like?

Abby: No, they're so last year.

Kent: They so have a camera hidden inside.

Abby: (Clears throat) Sit up front. This way. Sit.

Judge: This court is in session. Counselor, we'll hear your opening statement.

Rafe: Thank you, your honor. My client, uh, Miss Abby Newman, seeks to revise the provisions of a trust fund set aside for her by the Carlton estate, in particular, the designation of her mother Ashley Abbott as the sole and ultimate authority on the disbursement from her account.

Abby: Excuse me, your honor. I think this would be so much simpler if I just speak for myself. Would that be all right?

Paul: Hi, Pattycake.

Patty: Mm. Hi, brother.

Doctor: I'm Dr. Fowler.

Paul: Um, Patty, I'm gonna talk to your doctor for a second. I'll be right back, okay? Patty?

Paul: What have you got her on? She can barely keep her eyes open.

Dr. Fowler: She had a violent outburst earlier. We had to sedate her.

Paul: She had an out-- but you told me she was doing well.

Dr. Fowler: She has been doing well. This isn't the norm.

Paul: All right, well, I-I want to hear about the outburst later. Hey, Patty.

Patty: Mm.

Paul: Hi, there.

Patty: You're my big brother.

Paul: Yeah.

Jack: If you're not comfortable staying under the same roof, I told you, I can move out to the pool house.

Emily: (Sighs) Jack, I can't-- I can't let you do that.

Jack: Okay, so you could stay out there. Look, it's small. It's comfortable. Chloe redecorated it when she and Billy were living out there. You've always liked her style.

Emily: I don't know.

Jack: You could move in right away. All I have to do is get a cleaning crew out there to get rid of the cat hair.

Emily: Chloe had a cat?

Jack: No.

Emily: Oh, Patty had a cat.

Jack: (Sighs)

Emily: Yeah. What did you do with it?

Jack: Found a new home for it.

Emily: Oh, and now you want to find one for me, too?

Jack: Look, you don't even have to see me. You can enter and exit as you like.

Emily: (Sighs)

Jack: You wouldn't have to see me at all. You gotta find a place to sleep.

Emily: I know. I know, okay? You know what? I'm--I'll-- I'll accept. I'll accept on--on, um, one condition. I pay you back rent when I-I start work again.

Jack: Okay, whatever. Fine. Boy, you are a tough sell.

Emily: Yeah.

Billy: Open sesame. Try it now.

Victoria: (Sighs) Thank you.

Billy: I'm sorry about that.

Victoria: (Clears throat)

Billy: And about before with your dad, you know, saying that I, um, what I said, you know, yanking his chain.

Victoria: So that's why you said it then?

Billy: I don't-- I don't know why I said it. I mean, I do things without thinking sometimes. I mean, you're Mrs. Abbott, right? Anyway, I shouldn't have said that, not like that, not--not to your father.

Victoria: So wait a minute. So you're sorry that you said it, or you're sorry for how you said it, or who you said it to?

Billy: (Stammers) Can we just apologize? I apologize. Can we just drop this? Just drop it.

Victoria: Because I'm just-- I'm confused, that's all.

Billy: I'm sorry, okay. I don't know. I'm... (Sighs) I take it back. I wish it never crossed my lips, okay? I-it'll never happen again.

Victoria: Okay, then.

Billy: Do you want some breakfast? I mean...

Victoria: No, thanks. That's all right. Um, I should have been gone a long time ago.

(Door closes)

Abby: My mother has it in her head that this is just a phase I'm going through. But I think that after you've taken a look at my business plan, you'll see that this is a well-developed strategy to capitalize on the media's fascination with celebrities.

Michael: Your honor, if I may? Miss Newman's mother is C.E.O. of Jabot Cosmetics. I think the court will agree that she's more than qualified to evaluate the viability of her daughter's business plan.

Abby: She's biased. And my father is, too.

Michael: (Sighs) Their business opinions aside, it's very telling that Miss Newman has not been successful in obtaining potential investors aside from herself.

Abby: (Chuckles) Well, I could, but it's important to retain creative control.

Judge: You have creative control now, Miss Newman?

Abby: I do.

Judge: I take it, then, you're solely responsible for the incident recently in the news, your protest outside of Jabot.

Abby: You saw. (Chuckles)

Judge: Yes, I saw. Miss Newman, it's clear to me that you're both intelligent and ambitious. It's a sad commentary on our world today that a young woman with your potential and opportunities has no greater aspiration than to make a public spectacle of herself.

Abby: Wait, what?

Judge: You're lucky you weren't charged with indecent exposure. If it were up to me, you would have been.

Abby: (Scoffs)

Judge: As it is, I intend to protect the public and my own eyeballs from any more of this mindless drivel.

Abby: You haven't even read it!

Judge: Quiet, or I'll charge you with contempt.

Rafe: Abby, she's not kidding around.

Judge: I appreciate your efforts to rein in your daughter. You have my support...

Abby: (Scoffs)

Judge: And my sympathy. Judgment for the defendant.

Abby: That's not fair. I'm totally appealing.

Judge: This court is adjourned.

Billy: Oh! Tryin' to give me a heart attack? What are you doing here? I thought you had places to go and people to see.

Victoria: I was a little worried about you getting stuck in here, and there'd be no one to help you... out.

Billy: Well, thank you for the concern, and the, uh, hardware. But you might as well take it back.

Victoria: Really?

Billy: Oh, yeah, I'm gonna stick with this one.

Victoria: It seems like its a little more trouble than it's worth, isn't it?

Billy: Well, yeah. I almost have it figured out. And--and it's got sentimental value, okay? I was actually thinking about getting it engraved. "Victoria Abbott was here."

Victoria: You know, for someone who doesn't love me--

Billy: Who said that? I said that. That's right. When did you start listening to me anyway? That's a bad idea. It's a terrible idea.

Victoria: What am I supposed to do the next time I want to slam a door in your face?

Billy: Pick a different door. And if you were smart, you'd pick a different guy.

Victoria: Yep. Probably I would do that, but I don't know. I'm okay with this one, I guess.

Billy: Really?

Victoria: Yeah. I've almost got you figured out.

Billy: Yeah, well, I can guarantee you, I'm not worth the trouble.

Victoria: Believe me... (Sighs) You're not, but there's, um, I don't know, a certain sentimental value, I guess. I thought maybe I might even have you engraved.

Billy: Oh, yeah?

Victoria: Mm-hmm.

Billy: Yeah? (Chuckles)

Victoria: "Victoria Abbott was here."

Billy: "Victoria Abbott," hmm?

Victoria: I'm starting to like the sound of that. How about you?

Billy: Hello. Hmm. Uh-oh, goin' down. (Laughs)

Victor: By the way, are you still Billy Abbott's lawyer?

Rafe: I am.

Victor: Mm-hmm. You'd be well-advised not to counsel him to fight the annulment.

Rafe: And why is that?

Victor: Because it's an egregious waste of time. I will make certain that marriage is annulled.

Ashley: Uh, excuse me. What's going on?

Victor: Don't worry about it, okay?

Ashley: Well, if this has to do with Billy and Victoria, I think that we should stay out of it.

Michael: Yes, well, tough one, that. That's a good idea. I don't think any of us need to get involved. Apparently, there's a law in Jamaica that says all marriages have to take place before 8:00 P.M. a little legal detail.

Ashley: Well, I know they got married at night. Do we know what time?

Michael: The stamp on the video says 9:45.

Rafe: Yeah, but they have a-- a valid license.

Michael: Yeah, somebody screwed up. It doesn't matter. Victoria and Billy are not legally married.

Abby: That judge made up her mind before I ever said a word.

Kent: Silver lining. Great footage already downloaded to my laptop back home.

Abby: Let's see how she likes being judged when we show the whole world what a complete jerk she is.

Ashley: Abby?

Ashley: Honey, I'm so sorry.

Abby: Don't feel sorry for me. I haven't even begun to fight.

Ashley: (Scoffs)

Jack: I'll, uh, give you the ten-cent tour.

Emily: Oh, I'm sure I can figure it out.

Jack: Hey. You okay?

Emily: I... just the last time I was here...

Jack: Was the day before the wedding.

Emily: It just feels different.

Jack: I know you feel differently about me, too.

Emily: (Sighs)

Jack: And I want you to know I'm going to do everything I can to regain your trust. I know it's not gonna happen overnight. Look, you go ahead and show yourself around.

Emily: (Sighs)

Jack: Let me know if you need anything, okay?

Emily: Thank you

Paul: So when you were pretending to be Emily, did you ever write a prescription for anyone? Patty? Okay, let me-- let me ask you this. (Sighs) Did you ever give the... prescription pad to someone? At any time, did--did-- did somebody ask for it?

Patty: Brother.

Paul: That's right. I'm your brother, and you can tell me anything, anything at all. You're not gonna get in trouble. Patty, listen to me. I need you to concentrate for a second. Concentrate really hard for me. Who is using that pad to get drugs?

Patty: Brother.

Paul: (Sighs)

Nick: Yeah. Hey, Dad. How'd it go in court?

Victor: Hello, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Hi.

Victor: (Exhales slowly) As expected. What'd you find out from Patty?

Nick: Patty said there were two Adams.

Victor: In other words, she's saying that Richard Hightower is the second Adam?

Nick: It's hard to get a straight answer from her, but it has to be.

Phyllis: But, you know, this backs our theory that Adam used Hightower to fake his own death.

Victor: Mm. Unfortunately, we need more than a theory to keep Nicholas out of prison.

Nick: Well, Pomerantz is never gonna give us permission to exhume that body.

Victor: First of all, I don't understand that at all, but secondly, I will do everything possible to dig up that body. If I have to do it myself, I don't care. Adam Wilson will not keep another secret from me.

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