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Episode # 9451 ~ Chloe's Revenge

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Chloe: (Thinking) "Happy birthday to my favorite soon-to-be daughter-in-law. Love, Phillip." (Sighs) Well, better luck next daughter-in-law, big guy. (Sighs)

Kay: Well, exactly how do you feel ripping off half of the Fenmore estate from Lauren will-- will validate you?

Jill: I wouldn't need to rip anything from Lauren if she were more sisterly and less selfish.

Kay: Oh, "More sisterly and less selfish"? You?

Chloe: Is it hot enough for you guys?

Kay: Uh... (Sighs) Oh, Darling, I'm so glad you're here. I-I know-- I know how hard today has been for you, but, um... (Sighs) We need some quiet time to talk about Chance.

Jill: (Chuckles) Oh, by all means. Just play the benevolent godmother with Chloe, and the harpy from hell with me.

Kay: Yes, Ms. Fenmore, we must devote more "Gimme gimme" time to your obsessions.

Nina: Katherine, I'm gonna go see Ch-- Chance.

Chloe: So I guess he told you.

Nina: About Heather. Yeah, he did. I'm sorry. But, you know, some relationships just weren't meant to be.

Esther: Here we go. Here's mommy.

Chloe: Hi.

Esther: There she is.

Chloe: Did you wake up from your nap?

Esther: Okay. Good girl.

Chloe: Hi. What? Gimme a kiss. (Makes kissing sound) (Gasps) Give me a kiss. I will get-- (Gasps) (sighs) Oh, all right. Great, the lights are out. The heat... right.

Esther: Happy--

Chloe: Mom. Mom. Stop. Stop it. Delia, can you please tell your grandmother to be quiet, because my head is about to explode?

Esther: But I have to sing. It's your birthday.

Chloe: No, my birthday is over. My birthday is done with. It's over. See? Done. Put it down.

Esther: Oh, you know what will make it better? Mommy/daughter time.

Chloe: You and me?

Esther: No, you and Delia. You can read her "Cinderella." Better yet, I know-- I'll read it to both of you.

Chloe: (Sighs) Mom--

Esther: Here we go. Come on. Won't this be fun? Okay, sit down. Here we go. Grandma's gonna read a great story. Okay.

Chloe: Kill me now. Ooh.

[Heather remembering]

Heather: I hate lying to Chance.

Ronan: I thought we agreed that he can't know I'm undercover. It's for his sake as well as everyone else's involved in this.

Heather: I know.

Chance: Okay.

Heather: That doesn't mean I have to enjoy it.

Ronan: (Sighs) Just do your job.

Chance: (Clears throat) Heather, thank you for meeting me.

Heather: Hi. Of course.

Chance: (Sighs) (Quietly) Were you serious about helping me get my life back?

Heather: (Quietly) Yeah.

Chance: Because I need you to get me the D.A.'s file on the Riggs case.

Cane: Do you think Mattie knows who I am? 'Cause she looks at me like she knows who I am, huh?

Lily: (Chuckles)

Woman: I gotta get the little ones to the doc. Time for some tests.

Lily: Oh, okay. Well, can we stay a little longer? I just don't want to go home. There's so many boxes. I was just getting claustrophobic there.

Cane: Listen, the doctor said it's okay to go home. Let's go home. Trust me.

Lily: What did you do?

Cane: (Whispers) Mattie, what did we do?

Lily: (Chuckles)

Cane: (Gasps) She says that you should go home and see, hmm?

Lily: She did?

Cane: Mm-hmm.

Lily: (Chuckles)

Cane: Hey.

Sofia: I liked her.

Neil: Yeah, as ad execs go.

Sofia: And she loved our decision to market Chancellor Industries to a whole new generation of companies.

Neil: As I recall, uh, it was your decision, and you pretty much just told me to deal with it.

Sofia: Well, deal with it, Neil. (Laughs)

Neil: (Laughs sarcastically)

Sofia: No, but look, we're both on the same team, right?

Neil: Uh-huh.

Sofia: If things go well, we might as well share the credit.

(Cell phone rings)

Neil: Excuse me one second. I gotta take this call.

Sofia: (Chuckles) Well.

Neil: Hey, Devon.

Devon: Hey, hey, uh, Malcolm and Roxy are already here. You're behind, man.

Neil: Yeah, I'm on my way. All right, bye-bye. Well, I am glad that you were pleased with the meeting, and hopefully, with my performance. But I really must go. I have to get to my daughter's place. I will catch you later.

Sofia: I'm sure you will.

Victoria: Hubba hubba.

Billy: Oh, yeah. Wait till I'm one big sweat stain. Why does the fund-raiser have to be outside? And why are you not sweating? Why do you look good in this heat?

Victoria: Um, "Ice Princess." Comes in handy sometimes, I think.

Billy: Oh, yeah?

Victoria: Yeah.

Billy: Well, I think, um—

(Door opens)

Billy: (Clears throat) Can you give me a sec with these guys? I...

Victoria: Oh, yeah. Sure. I'll go to the ladies' room and make sure I'm frosty enough.

Billy: All right.

Lauren: Come on. Come on.

Michael: Well, all of a sudden, you like that?

Lauren: Yeah, I want that.

Billy: Hey, hey, hey, hi.

Lauren: Hey. Hi.

Billy: So, uh, would calling you "Aunt Lauren" be, um, pushing it? (Chuckles)

Lauren: (Chuckles sarcastically)

Billy: (Clears throat)

Billy: See, um, that-- that was a joke, okay? That wasn't funny, was it?

Michael: We appreciate your attempt at levity, but maybe we shouldn't be talking about this.

Billy: Yeah, okay. Yeah, the lawsuit. I get it. I get it. And, uh, Lauren, if Mom would have listened to me, she wouldn't be doing her "Dog with a bone" routine right now.

Lauren: Unfortunately, Jill doesn't listen to anyone ever about anything.

Billy: I know. I know. She's my mom. Come on. And I've been there with a new relative, at the altar, in fact. You remember?

Lauren: Yeah.

Billy: That was special. So I know how crazy it gets and... believe me. But, um, whatever happens, however you decide... to me, I mean, your money is your money. Your--your--your--your-- your name is your name. The family photos, they all go to you. So however you decide to deal with Jill, I'm gonna understand, and believe me, everyone in Jill's universe, they're feeling for you right now.

Lauren: Thank you. I-I really appreciate that.

(Footsteps approach)

Billy: Um, you guys take care and try to stay cool. (Clears throat)

Lauren: Hmm.

Billy: Hello.

Victoria: Hello. You know, I was thinking, Newman already wrote a check to the foundation, so I don't necessarily have to be at this event.

Billy: Ahh. A little "Hooky, hooky," huh?

Victoria: I think I actually might be coming down with something.

Billy: Oh, no.

Victoria: (Coughs)

Billy: Oh, no. You know, I think I have the cure for this.

Victoria: Yeah?

Billy: I--yeah. Right this way, Ma'am. Let's go see the doctor.

Victoria: The doctor? (Laughs)

Billy: (Laughs)

Esther: "It happened that soon the king's son hosted a series of balls, and Cinderella's two stepsisters were invited to attend."

[Chloe dreaming]

Esther: Isn't everyone beautiful?

Chloe: Yeah, except for me. And why do I look like I just got back from the 24-hour sale at the mall? Because this is the ugliest outfit I've ever seen. This dream is a little on the nose, don't you think? Seriously?

Esther: Welcome, Prince Cane, Prince Billy, Prince--

Chloe: Yeah, yeah, I know their names, and they know mine. Hi. Feel free to use it. Oh, my God. It's the wicked fashion victims in massive, eye-searing wrong.

Nina: (Nasal voice) You're just jealous, 'cause you're not invited to the ball.

Jill: (Snorts) (Boisterous voice) And that none of the princes are into you.

Nina: (Laughs)

Jill: (Laughs)

Esther: Buck up, my little cinder-baby. There's always good leftovers after these shindigs.

Chloe: (Scoffs) Now we're the leftover patrol? Are you kidding me?

Kay: Not anymore, my dear.

Chloe: Oh.

Kay: Not tonight.

(Wand tinkles)

Chloe: Wow. You're good.

Kay: Oh, I am fabulous, and so are you. All right, party down, but by midnight, I want that little backside of yours right here.

Chloe: Little old for a curfew.

Kay: (Chuckles) I do believe someone would like to dance with you.

Chloe: Oh. I don't mind if I do. Wow. Strong hands. Hmm. And you can lead. Oh, that's--that's weird. With the lighting, I... I can't make out your face. Which prince are you? (Giggles) Screw it. Screw it. I don't care who you are. Just spin me around till I can't see straight. Oh! (Chuckles)

Chance: You can get your hands on that file. What is the problem?

Heather: I've already been suspended once, and you're under suspension now.

Chance: (Sighs)

Heather: If somebody found out and I got sidelined again, you wouldn't have anybody on the inside.

Chance: Fine, I will-- I will keep you out of this, but just know, I am gonna get the information that I need.

Heather: Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Hang on. What are you gonna do?

Chance: Its better you don't know that.

Heather: Okay. Fine. I will get you the file. Just don't do anything crazy, okay?

Chance: You be careful. I talked to Paul, and he said he's got a few extra people keeping an eye on you to protect you from your bodyguard over there. If they see you snag that file...

Heather: Nobody will see anything, I promise. Look, you... you don't have to worry about me.

Chance: Yeah, well... (Sighs) I do worry. Come here.

Man: Yeah, Stevens just agreed to help our friend. Yeah, I'll take care of it.

Neil: Oh, there she is, the beautiful girl!

Devon: Hey. You surprised?

Lily: Uh, when every one of your cars are in front of the house, no.

Malcolm: Well, if you think that's the surprise, then we faked you out just fine. (Chuckles)

Lily: Wait a second. There's no boxes.

Devon: Yeah.

Lily: No crib parts all over the floor.

Roxanne: (Chuckles)

Devon: That's right.

Roxanne: Everything is done, ready and waiting for you and the twins.

Lily: Aw.

Devon: Surprised now?

Cane: Hmm?

Lily: I am surprised, yeah.

Devon: (Chuckles)

Lily: You--thank you so much, you guys. I can't wait to see the nursery.

Malcolm: And one more bonus-- my fiancée finally got to town, and she's on her way over now. I hope you guys don't mind.

Cane: No.

Lily: Oh, not at all. That's--that's wonderful.

Neil: So hold up. Um, all this time has passed by, and you didn't even think to say a word to any of us?

Malcolm: Well, um, actually, there is something that you should know about my missus.

 (Doorbell rings)

Cane: Wait. Oh. Hello, you must be...

Sofia: Hi.

Cane: Hello.

Malcolm: Sofia.

Cane: Huh?

Malcolm: Hey, Baby.

Sofia: Hey. Hi.

Lily: (Chuckles) Hi. It's so great to meet you.

Michael: Billy has surprising moments of depth, doesn't he?

Lauren: Yeah, surprising. But we're related now, and Delia, and Chance. Scotty and Fen have cousins.

Michael: And according to Billy, everyone in Jill's universe is happy to meet you halfway.

Lauren: I suppose I could... do the halfway.

Michael: I'm behind you, if it means anything.

Lauren: Well, we better do it now, before I change my mind.

Michael: Here.

Esther: "The prince himself knelt to try the slipper on her pretty little foot."

[Chloe dreaming]

Chloe: Prince, slipper, foot. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Where is this guy? Can't he afford a watch?

Esther: He's coming.

Kay: He will be here, my dear.

Jill: (Snorts) (Boisterous voice) It's bad enough that they don't call you the next morning. You gotta wait for a glass slipper?

Nina: (Nasal voice) You'll be waiting forever.

Both: (Cackle)

Chloe: Can you just please give me a hint? Which one was he? I couldn't make out his face before.

(Front door opens)

Jill: (Gasps)

Nina: (Gasps) (Claps)

Chloe: Touch him and you die. (Sighs)

Chloe: Oh. Cane. Okay. (Sighs) (Gasps) Hello, Lover. Is this for me? Is this for me?

Cane: My love. Here, will you hold this for me? Thank you.

Chloe: Yeah, yeah. I'll hold this. Okay. I-it's my ultimate, ultimate shoe, so I'm just gonna try it on and see if it fits. Amazing (Giggles) Oh, damn it. Why doesn't-- (Winces) I can't get it on. It doesn't... it doesn't fit.

Lily: I knew you'd come.

Chloe: Wait, what? Look, I'm sorry about the cancer, but can she at least get her own dream?

Billy: Here comes a good time.

Chloe: (Sighs) Let me guess.

Billy: Nice dress.

Chloe: I hope you at least got the size right.

Billy: (Clears throat)

Chloe: (Grunts) Why doesn't it... (Sighs) It's so last-season anyway. Take it.

Billy: Hello. How are you?

Victoria: (Chuckles) Wow.

Billy: Here we go.

Victoria: Oh.

Billy: (Sighs)

Chloe: (Scoffs)

Chloe: I think I can do it because of that amazing dance that we had last night. It was you, wasn't it?

Chance: I had the dance of a lifetime... with her.

Chloe: No. No! No! No! No! No! No! No, this is not fair! You're not all allowed to live happily ever and I get nothing! (Sighs) No. No. No. No!

Chloe: (Sighs) (Sighs) I guess my mom took Delia. That was the worst dream ever. It's so stupid. It--it's so toxic. I don't need a man or a shoe or a stinking fairy tale. What I need to do is I just need to make things happen.

Chloe: (Sighs) Chance, it's me. If you want to see me, you can meet me at Jimmy's.

Chance: Yeah, I can-- I can be there in an hour. Okay. Bye. (Sighs) (Chuckles) That was Chloe. (Rubs hands together)

Nina: And you're meeting her?

Chance: Oh, yeah, um, Mom, look, there-- I know there was something that you wanted to talk to me about. But can we wait until later to talk about it when we get back home?

Nina: No, it-- sure. Of course. I just... I don't want you to get your hopes up.

Chance: Mom, I need to make things right. If I can do that, then, yeah, my hopes are gonna be up.

Heather: I told Chance that I would get him that case file. Obviously, I can't, because we need him to stay away from the case.

Ronan: Yeah, you shouldn't have made that promise, should you?

Heather: Would you just, I don't know, maybe try to give me a solution to this problem instead of just stating the obvious?

(Cell phone rings)

Ronan: Shh, shh, shh, shh! Yeah, this is Malloy.

Chloe: This is Mitchell. (Chuckles) I have info on this whole case of yours, and since Chance is off it, well, you're the lucky guy. So do you think you can ditch your precious cargo for a while?

Ronan: Yeah, I can find a cover for Heather.

Heather: Yes, please, by all means. Just hand me off to some stranger. God, I was better off with Chance.

Ronan: Where do you want to meet?

Chloe: Jimmy's bar, half-hour.

Esther: (Sighs) I put, uh, Delia to bed. And now you're meeting two people at Jimmy's? I don't like it, Chloe.

Chloe: Oh, well, you're not invited anyway.

Esther: Honey, what are you trying to prove?

Chloe: Screw the prince. I want payback.

Lily: Oh, wow.

Cane: Ohh, look at that.

Lily: Well, merci beaucoup, Sofia.

Cane: Oh, they are adorable. Thank you.

Roxanne: They are. They are.

Sofia: But not as cute as those babies. You know, Malcolm made Charlie and Matilda his screen saver.

Malcolm: (Chuckles)

Lily: Oh, that's so sweet.

Roxanne: Oh, my goodness. Is it too soon to ask if we can be best friends?

Devon: (Chuckles)

Roxanne: I should just hang back, right? Play it cool.

Sofia: (Chuckles) I'm the new kid, Girl. I need all the friends I can get.

Neil: Hey, your fiancée...

Malcolm: Neil, that's what I was trying to tell you before.

Neil: Yeah, before. Yeah. You had lots of other chances before today. She's Tucker's right hand. You know what that means, right? It means she knew his plans for Katherine, for the company I work for, and for yours truly. That ain't cool, Man. I don't like it, and I don't want her anywhere near my family. You got that?

Malcolm: (Sighs)

Billy: This is beer pong. Now this might seem to be a very simple game, but actually, it's an elegant game, and there's an art to it really. So here are the rules-- you can either bounce it, or you can throw it in. It-- um, that--that--

Victoria: Drink.

Billy: You just put...

Victoria: Drink.

Billy: I really like you a lot, actually.

Victoria: (Chuckles)

Billy: (Chuckles)

Victoria: (Laughs)

Billy: Oh, wow. (Clears throat)

Chloe: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Billy: Hi. Um, where's my child?

Chloe: Oh, she's in the car, but, uh, don't worry, 'cause I left the windows down. So she's fine.

Billy: (Laughs sarcastically)

Chloe: She's with my mother, obviously. And way to ditch the, uh, aging frat boy, drinking thing. That's--that's good.

Billy: (Chuckles) I guess we're all getting older, aren't we? Here you go.

Chloe: You just happened to have this with you?

Billy: I was gonna swing by later. It's upside down. It's in there. Prom--yeah.

Chloe: (Sighs) The empire state building.

Billy: Yeah, you know. It's kind of a reminder, you know. If you get knocked down, keep your chin up and just keep climbing on up.

Chloe: Yeah, yeah, I get it. Thanks.

Billy: You're welcome.

Chloe: I like it.

Billy: You like it?

Chloe: I do.

Billy: All right.

Chloe: And now I'm done with you. Good-bye. Hi.

Ronan: This doesn't look work-related.

Chloe: Oops.

Ronan: Don't jerk me around. I had to find somebody to cover for Heather.

Chloe: It's my birthday, by the way. All I want is to not hear Heather's name for the next, I don't know, the next 50 to 60 years, okay?

Ronan: What you want is to stick it to Chance because he cheated on you, so you called me down here for a little bit of, uh, rebound action.

Chloe: Is that really so bad? No strings attached, no hassles. Happy birthday to me. It happens to be your lucky night.

Heather: Oh, my God, why won't it storm? We need the rain already.

Sid: Pacing usually doesn't cool me down.

Heather: (Sighs) A bomb. A bomb in my car, and now this is my life. Oh, and this heat. Oh, my God. (Sighs) Nobody would try to kill me in this heat. (Sighs) I gotta get outta here. I gotta get outta here.

(Door closes)

Sid: (Grunts)

Nina: You should have seen Chance's face when Chloe called. But... why meet at a bar, you know? Why not meet here?

Jill: What, do you think she's planning some new guilt trip?

Kay: (Scoffs)

Nina: At the very least.

Kay: Give the girl a break. In fact, hell, yes, give just about everybody you know a break, Jill.

Jill: (Sighs) (Chuckles) See? This is about Lauren, in case you didn't catch on.

(Doorbell rings)

Nina: Ah, yes, you two do seem to love this conversation.

Jill: Mm-hmm.

Kay: Yeah. Yeah, I am just pointing out that Jill punishes... always punishes newfound relatives for not reacting the way Jill's ego demands.

Jill: Well, maybe if I didn't get a new family every two weeks, I would handle it more to your liking.

Kay: (Scoffs)

Esther: Jill.

Jill: Why do you never take my side in these things? Why do you insist on coddling...?

Esther: Jill!

Jill: That spoiled, little rich girl?

Esther: Jill!

Jill: What?!

Esther: We have company.

Jill: (Sighs)

Neil: Daughter of mine, look at you. Let me--let me take a good look. Too pretty for words.

Lily: (Chuckles)

Neil: And those test results...

Lily: Yep, my numbers are good.

Neil: I was scared to hope for numbers like that. Between that and the twins...

Lily: Dad.

Neil: Hmm?

Lily: Don't you think that you're trying just a little too hard to cover for the fact that you don't like a woman you just met?

Neil: You do realize that's Tucker McCall's chief financial officer, right?

Lily: Really?

Neil: Yeah.

Lily: And you didn't know that she and Malcolm were... together?

Neil: Not at all.

Lily: Okay, I mean, that's-- yeah, it's a little weird. But come on. Look how happy she and Malcolm are.

Sofia: (Laughs)

Lily: I mean, she can't be all that bad.

Neil: (Sighs)

Michael: Yes, um, I agree. I think a little privacy is in order.

Kay: Yes, and pray for no bloodshed.

Jill: Your attorney just left, and mine isn't here. This isn't a good idea.

Lauren: You know what? Hear me out.

Jill: (Sighs)

Lauren: Um, you know, the term "Daddy's girl" was invented for me. (Chuckles) (Sighs) I was so proud of the way that my father loved me. And I loved being his one-and-only. But I wasn't his one-and-only. My good, decent, wonderful father had another child, and... I can't--I can't apologize for not wanting to share his memory with a sister.

Jill: This is why you came here? To explain to me why you don't owe me an apology?

Lauren: All right, you know what? Just calm--calm down, okay? I came here because I want to try and make things right.

Jill: (Sighs)

Billy: Oh, no!

Victoria: Drink!

Billy: You little hustler. You've played this game before.

Victoria: Duh.

Billy: Girls like you, they--they don't know ping-pong--beer pong. They don't know beer pong.

Victoria: Oh, well, girls like me know more than you could ever imagine.

Billy: Is it gettin' hot in here, or is it just you?

Victoria: That was really lame.

Billy: I know, but you're still hot.

Victoria: (Chuckles)

Billy: (Chuckles)

Victoria: (Chuckles)

Billy: (Groans) And it looks like the heat's makin' everybody loco.

Ronan: You're waitin' for Chance to show up, aren't you?

Chloe: (Sighs) I'm sorry. Did you say something?

Ronan: (Chuckles) See, I don't care if "Golden boy" likes me or not, but you do.

Chloe: Do you really want to talk?

Ronan: Well, if this isn't about Chance...

(Front door opens)

Ronan: Then you won't care that he just walked in the door.

(Front door closes)

Chloe: No. No, thanks.

Lauren: You know, I never would have said this to you before, but... we're a lot alike.

Jill: (Chuckles) Well, sharing a gene pool will do that to you, huh?

Lauren: (Chuckles) I've seen you cross the line with Katherine, like I used to do with Traci. But that's in the past.

Jill: Yeah. We're the kinder, gentler versions of ourselves, right?

Lauren: (Chuckles) I know you're being sarcastic, but, yeah, I think we are. I think family does that to you. Kids and grandkids... a reason to try harder. Maybe we can work this out together. I-I wasn't ready before. I know that, but I think I can do it now, and I'm really hoping you can, too.

Jill: (Sighs) I think if I imagined my sister meeting me halfway, she would have said exactly what you just said.

Lauren: Well, sharing a gene pool will do that to you, right?

Jill: (Chuckles) Can you read my mind? 'Cause I think I just heard a "Hail Mary" from someone who knows they're about to get thumped in court.

Kay: So, uh, Paul is going to help you find your son?

Michael: Oh, to make the decision to look for your first son, that's... that's a big step.

Kay: Hmm.

Nina: I think it's time.

Kay: And does Chance know?

Nina: No, I was just about to tell him when Chloe called.

Kay: Mm.

Lauren: Are you demented?! I'm reaching out to you here.

Jill: Yeah, so I'll go all touchy-feely inside and back off the lawsuit. Take your fake touchy-feely garbage and shove it, Lauren.

Billy: Oh, hey, there, Nephew. It's good to see you.

Chance: Billy, get out of my way.

Billy: Look. Look. A bar fight's not gonna solve anything. Trust me. I speak from experience.

Chance: Billy, move.

Billy: Oh, uh, uh... (Groans)

Chance: So you invited me here just so you could stick it to me? Is that the game?

Billy: (Sighs)

Chance: And you-- you were more than happy to play along, weren't you? Good job. What about Heather, the woman you're supposed to be protecting, huh?

Chloe: F.Y.I., I have a "No Heather" clause in my birthday contract.

Ronan: Meeks is covering your little friend. So she's fine. Relax. Go home. You've got no badge. You've got no gun. You've got no job.

Chance: I'm gonna go check on Heather, make sure she's safe. You better pray to God she is. Here are your damn flowers.

Chloe: No Heather clause.

(Front door slams)

Chloe: (Sighs)

Billy: (Clears throat) Sometimes the best-laid plans, they're still a bad idea.

Chloe: You know what? I'm fine. I'm fine. And I don't really care about stupid Heather. It's not like that twit's in any trouble anyway.

Heather: (Sighs) Hi. Sorry to keep you waiting. I had to ditch my detail. (Scoffs) Aren't you sweltering up there, Marty?

Heather: Oh, my God. No!

Man: (Grunts)

Heather: (Screams) No!

Man: (Grunting)

Heather: Help!

Man: (Growls)

Heather: Help!

Man: (Growls)

Heather: (Grunting) No! Aah!

Man: (Grunts)

Heather: No! No! Aah! No!

Man: (Grunts)

Heather: Aah! Help!

Man: (Growls)

Billy: Hey.

Victoria: Ahh. That's good.

Billy: Well, it's hard to find a way to make up for the lack of central air and for my ex-wife's antics, but I'm trying.

Victoria: Well, you should make it up some more.

Billy: (Chuckles) Okay. Mm.

Cane: We cannot thank everybody enough for helping us pull the nursery together. We'd like you to know it means more to us than just some paint and some stuffed toys. Thank you.

Lily: Yes, definitely. And, as you know, it was about a year ago that I was diagnosed with cancer. And, uh, that wasn't the only problem this family had at the time. (Chuckles)

Cane: Yeah. Uh, but the crazy thing...

Lily: The crazy thing is...

Cane: Mm-hmm.

Lily: Is that, you know, this year has been a lot more about hope instead of fear.

Cane: You know, and speaking of hope...

Lily: You know, Roxy and Malcolm are back in the fold.

Cane: Mm-hmm.

Lily: And now Sofia.

Sofia: (Chuckles)

Lily: Welcome to the family, and I am so glad that you haven't turned and run away. (Laughs)

Malcolm: Hey, don't give the woman any ideas now.

Sofia: Oh, well, I do have somewhere I have to be.

All: (Laugh)

Sofia: No, really. I-I know, I'm hilarious, but I-I really do have to head out. I mean, I am so happy to have met all of you, and I cannot wait to kiss on those little babies.

Lily: Aw.

Sofia: But right now, I, um, I have a meeting to go to, all right?

Lily: Okay.

Sofia: And you-- I will see you later.

Malcolm: Yes, you will.

Sofia: Mm.

Lily: (Chuckles)

Sofia: (Chuckles)

Lily: Well, thank you so much for coming.

Cane: And thank you for the gifts. Thank you.

Sofia: Oh, no problem. Oh, I picked the right family to barge in on, huh?

Lily: Yeah.

Cane: Yeah.

Neil: Hey. Hey, uh, hold up. Wait. Excuse me one second. Excuse me, please.

Sofia: (Sighs) I really am late.

Neil: You want to tell me what you think you're up to?

Sofia: I'm cramming 30 hours of work and planning a wedding in a 24-hour day. I just... (Sighs) You have a great family, Neil, and you work for a great company, and I am just lucky enough to be a part of both, but it'll be a lot easier on both of us if we could just, uh, trust each other. Good night.

Jill: What are you so afraid of, little sis? You think I'm gonna walk into Fenmore's and cut every jacket down the middle to take my share?

Lauren: You had a family, Jill. Hell, you had two! But they don't seem to make you feel whole because you are still empty and needy, and taking what's mine is not gonna change that.

Jill: Mnh, mnh, mnh, mnh, mnh, mnh. Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh.

Michael: Okay, Sweetheart, why don't we-- why don't we take off?

Kay: All right, now, everybody--everybody just-- no. No. Calm down.

Jill: This was some stupid little ploy that you two cooked up between you. Well, tough luck. I will see you in court. Now leave.

Lauren: Get me the hell outta here.

Michael: Okay. Bye.

Lauren: I was willing to meet her in the middle, but now... (Fumes) It's on!

Jill: Not one word-- not from either of you. This is my family, and I will deal with it as I see.

Nina: (Exhales)

Kay: On the upside...

Nina: There's an upside?

Kay: When you find your son, and you will, it couldn't possibly go worse than this.

Nina: (Sighs)

Heather: Aah! No!

Man: Come here!

Heather: No! No! No! Get--no!

Man: (Grunts)

Heather: (Grunts)

(Tires squeal)

Heather: (Screams)

Chance: Heather!

Heather: The driver! The driver!

Chance: Get down! Get down!

Heather: (Grunts)

(Gunfire)

Heather: (Sobs)

Sid: Who are you shooting at?

Heather: It's the driver. He grabbed me.

Chance: It's okay. I got the tire. He's gonna be close by. He'll be on foot soon.

Sid: I got this. You take care of her.

Heather: (Sobs) Oh, no.

Chance: Come here. It's okay. It's okay. You're all right.

Heather: (Sobs)

Ronan: Yeah, you screwed up, huh?

Chloe: (Sighs) You know what? You should have gone with him. Both of you could be laughing about what an ass I am. No, wait. Sorry, that wouldn't be able to happen, because Chance is with Heather laughing about what an ass I am while they're having sex.

Ronan: Hmm. You're not an ass.

Chloe: You just said I screwed up.

Ronan: Mm-hmm. Yeah, but, um, that doesn't make you an ass.

Chloe: (Sighs) Okay, there's no audience. You don't have to put on a show.

Ronan: Thank you. That's good to know.

Chloe: (Chuckles) What--

Ronan: Be careful what you wish for, birthday girl.

Chloe: Okay.

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

Jack: You're loaded, Kid. Congratulations.

Phyllis: I'm not gonna be bought.

Victor: I'm simply concerned with my family.

Phyllis: I'm the injured party here.

Tucker: For all the times he's threatened you and insulted you, wouldn't you just love to return the favor?

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