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Episode # 9524 ~ Phyllis Becomes Daisy's New Ally

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Diane: There's a bar full of empty tables, Victor. You don't have to sit here.

Victor: Some reason I shouldn't?

Diane: Oh... because you hate me?

Victor: Oh, that's a little harsh, don't you think?

Diane: Really?

Victor: Mm.

Diane: Even after all the hell we've put each other through over the years?

Victor: I just gave you a ride on my plane, didn't I?

Diane: (Laughs) Indeed, you did. I half expected you to push me out.

Victor: You're the least of my problems right now.

Diane: It's funny. I feel the same way about you.

Victor: Hmm.

Diane: So to, um...

Victor: Mm-hmm?

Diane: Strange bedfellows. (Glasses clink)

Lauren: Mm.

Michael: Uh-oh. Looks like, uh, somebody's playing hooky.

Fen: Mommy let me stay home.

Michael: Did she now? Well, I'm glad you had fun, Kiddo, but, uh, we need to get you to school.

Lauren: You know what, Honey? Will you put that in your room?

Lauren: Fen and I had a great morning. We did. We made cookies. We read books.

Michael: You want to tell me what's going on?

Lauren: I didn't feel like going into the store.

Michael: Meaning you're still afraid to leave the house.

Lauren: (Sighs) I went to the police station, didn't I?

Michael: Yeah, you know what? I know how difficult it was to see Daisy, and I'm proud of you. I am really proud of you.

Lauren: So then why are you making me feel guilty for spending the morning with our son?

Michael: The morning-- because you and I and our son need to keep living our lives. And there's really no room for a recluse in the picture, is there?

Lauren: (Scoffs) (Sighs)

Phyllis: Thank you.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Daisy: (Humming "Greensleeves")

Phyllis: (Clears throat) Thank you.

Daisy: (Continues humming)

Phyllis: Hi, Daisy.

Daisy: Baby's restless. I've been humming a lullaby to calm him. So if you're here to upset me--

Phyllis: No, definitely not. I'm not here to upset you. I just, uh, thought maybe we could work something out. My son needs to know if... that is his child.

Daisy: I already told you, no paternity test until I'm in a private hospital.

Phyllis: That's not likely, Daisy. So maybe we can work something out.

Daisy: If you can't get me out of this cell, we have nothing to say to each other.

Daniel: Thank you.

Abby: Hey.

Daniel: Oh, hey. Here. Look, thank you for agreeing to meet me. Um, it was a little uncomfortable the way we left things.

Abby: Yeah, I'm sorry. I-I just-- Daisy showing up with her stomach out to here saying that you're gonna be a dad... I just couldn't deal.

Daniel: I told you, I'm not the father.

Abby: You think that she's still scamming you?

Daniel: She has to be. Trust me, there's no way that kid's mine.

Jeff: We can't scrape together 10 grand to give to Hogan by tonight. It's impossible.

Kevin: Well, then you are gonna have the most expensive watch in the morgue.

Jeff: Hey, it's not my fault your mother found the money and then spent it on extravagant gifts.

Kevin: Keep your voice down.

Jeff: Oh, I sent Adam on an errand. The last thing we need is that opportunist stumbling upon our problem.

Kevin: Your problem. You're the one who got us into this mess. You're gonna get us out.

Jeff: (Sighs)

Gloria: So what are you two up to?

Together: Nothing.

Gloria: Well, you're acting very suspicious.

Chloe: You know, Gloria...

Gloria: Hmm?

Chloe: We haven't finished discussing your profile in "Restless Style."

Gloria: I'm all yours.

Kevin: Listen, Jeffrey. I know you. There is no way you don't have some money stashed away somewhere.

Jeff: I might have a little put aside for a rainy day.

Kevin: Uh, well, hello? This is about as rainy as it gets.

Jeff: (Sighs) I had plans for that money.

Kevin: Well, boohoo. Go get it so you can get us out of this mess. (Sighs)

Diane: Well, who'd have guessed having cocktails and making small talk with you would be the high point of my day?

Victor: What's wrong?

Diane: If you must know, it's been a lousy day-- a disastrous interview topping off a hellacious week.

Victor: What happened?

Diane: Well... after reading Phyllis' trash article about me in "Restless Style," my son is barely speaking to me. Tucker rescinded his job offer.

Victor: Really?

Diane: Need I go on? (Chuckles)

Victor: (Chuckles) So you're feeling sorry for yourself because the universe dealt you a rotten hand?

Diane: The universe didn't do this to me. Phyllis did.

Phyllis: I'm not the bad guy here. I actually sympathize with you.

Daisy: You do?

Phyllis: Yeah. I do. I do. Why do you think I fought so hard to keep you out of here?

Daisy: So I'd agree to do the D.N.A. test.

Phyllis: No. No, no, no, no. There's more to it than that.

Phyllis: You know, I'll tell you a secret. I know how alone you feel. I got pregnant when I was very, very young, too.

Daisy: With Daniel.

Phyllis: Yeah, with Daniel. Nobody was there for me. Nobody cared about me. I want to be here for you.

Daisy: Even after all the terrible things my Aunt Sarah made me do?

Phyllis: Listen, you know what? You were a victim, Daisy. You're a victim, just like Lauren and Jana and Daniel. They're victims.

Daisy: You know, I don't care about me. But this baby never hurt anyone.

Phyllis: No. No.

Daisy: He doesn't deserve this.

Phyllis: No, he doesn’t. Absolutely not. Daisy, I'm gonna get you out of here, okay? I'm gonna see what I can do.

Daisy: (Sniffles)

Phyllis: And I'll be back, hopefully soon, with good news, okay?

Daisy: Okay.

Daisy: (Sighs) (Sighs) You better come through for us, Phyllis. (Sniffles) (Sighs)

Abby: God, you are so in denial.

Daniel: I am not.

Abby: Has it occurred to you that maybe Daisy is telling the truth?

Daniel: Okay, you know what? I know that you live for this kind of drama, but don't project it on me.

Abby: Oh, no, no. I like drama that I can control, not some nutcase claiming that you have knocked her up.

Daniel: Hey, you just admitted it. She's a total crazy person.

Abby: Yeah. Yeah. She is crazy, but she's not stupid. She knew that if she showed up at your house she would wind up in jail.

Daniel: So?

Abby: So why would she do that to herself?

Daniel: I don't know. Maybe because she and her family, they-- they get off on causing me grief.

Abby: Well, it's not like they're targeting you personally.

Daniel: (Laughs) What do you call setting me up for murder?

Abby: Okay, okay. But nobody gets pregnant just to ruin somebody's life.

Daniel: You know what, Abbs? I don't know what to tell you. I'm not in Daisy's head.

Abby: Well, it's just that none of this makes any sense.

Daniel: You know, if you're so desperate for answers, why don't you go ask Daisy yourself?

Abby: (Sighs)

Lauren: Hey. Still warm.

Michael: (Sighs)

Lauren: Want one?

Michael: All right. We need to address this.

Lauren: (Sighs) You know, it's not like I'm just being paranoid, Michael. Daisy's real. She is here.

Michael: Oh, and she's locked up.

Lauren: Yeah, but her brother isn’t. And Ryder... Ryder could be anywhere. He could be in a motel room. He could be outside our apartment, or--or Fen's school.

Michael: All right, you just listen to me. I have alerted the police. I have alerted the staff at the school. I have alerted his teachers. They all have their eyes on Fenmore.

Lauren: And it takes one second-- one second. Someone gets distracted--

Michael: All right, listen to me. You're talking about Ryder. There's not even any indication that Ryder is anywhere around here, and there's no reason our son shouldn't live a normal life. This is his education we're talking about.

Lauren: (Sighs)

Lauren: Fen?

Fen: What, Mommy?

Lauren: Hey, Baby. Um, why don't you put on your shoes? Daddy's gonna take you to school.

Fen: Aw, do I have to?

Lauren: (Chuckles) What do you think, Buddy?

Michael: Fenmore, shoes. Come on. Come with us.

Lauren: I can’t.

Michael: Please come with us.

Lauren: (Sighs) Daisy--Daisy kidnapped me and she tortured me. I thought I was going to die. Until I know why she is here and what she is doing, I can't go anywhere.

Michael: I need you to come with us.

Lauren: Thank you. Thank you for being so understanding.

[Phyllis remembering]

Phyllis: Oh, this has turned out to be such an incredible day, Honey. Looks like your daddy's finally coming around. I sure hope so. That would be the answer to all of mommy's prayers. (Sighs) Still, I can't take my chances. I have to deal with that nasty, nasty old Brian. (Sighs) I have to find that paternity test. (Sighs) (Scoffs) Where is it?

Phyllis: Don't worry, Sweetheart. We're going to be a family, a real family. Yes. Somehow, mommy will make that happen, Honey. Oh, I'm not giving up. I am not giving up. No. Your mommy and daddy are going to have a real marriage, in every sense of the word.

(Footsteps approach)

Michael: May I?

Phyllis: Sit.

Michael: Oh, really? Maybe you should switch to decaf, dial it back a little. You're sounding like Lauren.

Phyllis: I just saw Daisy.

Michael: Well, still trying to change her mind about the paternity test?

Phyllis: It's the hospital or nothing.

Michael: All right, look at.

Phyllis: Michael--

Michael: I know you're in a tough spot, but there's no way I'm going behind Lauren's back and filing a petition to get her rel--

Phyllis: Somebody--somebody-- somebody has to bend. Somebody has to bend.

Michael: No! No. What-- what does Jack think?

Phyllis: It doesn't matter what Jack thinks. It doesn't matter. We're on a break. It doesn't matter.

Michael: A break? Oh. How come?

Phyllis: He wants to spend more time with Kyle. (Sighs)

Michael: Oh, I get it. So you're focusing on Daisy so you don't have to think about your love life.

Phyllis: Michael, um, this child that she's carrying could be my...

Michael: Grand--grandchild. Say it--grandchild.

Phyllis: No, I don't want to say it.

Michael: All right, listen to me.

Phyllis: Grandchild, all right? I have to know.

Michael: Lauren is not gonna change her mind. It's all about the anxiety.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Michael: She's using Fenmore as a security blanket these days.

Phyllis: I understand, okay? Listen. Listen. Listen. I understand. I understand that she wants to--to keep her in jail. I get it. That Smithe clan--they did horrific things to her. There's an innocent child involved.

Michael: Oh.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Michael: Daisy's tuggin' at your heartstrings, is she?

Phyllis: No.

Michael: She's starting to sway you.

Phyllis: She's not. (Sighs) There are some similarities between Daisy and I. When I was younger, I was somewhat like her... which is all the more reason she gets no sympathy from me.

Daisy: Ow. You're not even born yet, and you're already a brat. God. (Grunts) (Sighs)

Daisy: (Sighs)

Daisy: (Sighs)

Woman: Ten minutes.

Abby: Thanks.

Daisy: (Chuckles) What are you doing here?

Abby: I came to see for myself how full of it you really are.

Chloe: Um, so a successful businesswoman running, well, the hottest club in town and, uh, selling real estate on the side.

Gloria: Oh, no, no, no. It didn't happen overnight. Believe me, I paid my dues.

Chloe: Mm-hmm. (Chuckles) Mm-hmm. Well, uh, what--what-- so what do you think, um, what would you like to tell young women, um, you know, who are trying to improve themselves like you did? What--what would you say to them?

Jeff: (Sighs) This is not fair.

Kevin: I don't want to hear it, Man.

Daniel: Oh, Kevin.

Kevin: Hey, uh--

Daniel: Um, I-I need to talk to you about your sister.

Kevin: Look, I can't. I can't deal with it right now. I gotta go.

Daniel: (Sighs)

Gloria: And last, but not least, you just have to keep believing in yourself.

Chloe: Oh, my goodness. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Uh, there's-- there's an emergency, um, at the magazine. But we will pick this up later. Thank you so much.

Chloe: (Sighs) Well, thanks for ditching me.

Kevin: No, get out, Chloe.

Chloe: No.

Kevin: Yes. This isn't some sort of Andie and Duckie sequel. Hogan means business.

Chloe: You think I don't know that?

Kevin: Look, I will not risk you getting hurt or worse.

Chloe: Okay, if he is actually that dangerous, I'm not gonna let you go alone with that creep, so let's go.

Kevin: No. I'm not going any--    

(Siren wails)

Kevin: (Sighs) Great, the cops.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Kevin: (Sighs) Do not say a single word. I mean it.

Chloe: (Sighs) Okay.

Man: Do you know your registration's expired?

Kevin: Uh, sorry, Officer. I-I have the new sticker at home. I guess I just forgot to put it on.

Man: Hmm.

Chloe: Uh, do we-- do we really need to get a citation? 'Cause we're actually-- we're kind of in a hurry.

Man: Where you headed?

Chloe: A movie.

Kevin: We're going to see the new action film with what's-his-name.

Chloe: You two were in a pretty heated argument. What was that about?

Kevin: Politics.

Chloe: Justin Bieber.

Man: Stay put. I'll be back.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Kevin: Did I not just say that I would do the talking?

Chloe: I'm sorry. I was nervous.

Kevin: Justine Bieber?!

Chloe: Well, we have to hide the cash, okay? Oh.

Man: Must be an expensive movie.

Kevin: Oh, that? That's, um, that's the deposit, uh, deposit from the club I work at. We were gonna-- we were gonna stop by the bank first.

Man: Would you both step out of the vehicle, please?

Lauren: Sorry for the mess. Fen stayed home from school this morning.

Phyllis: Oh, was he sick?

Lauren: (Scoffs) Why can't I just enjoy a morning with my son without everyone making a big deal about it?

Phyllis: Lauren, it was just a question. I didn't mean anything.

Lauren: Yeah, I'm--I'm sorry. I'm--I'm on edge.

Phyllis: Because of Daisy?

Lauren: Everyone expects me to be strong, you know? But, um, they didn't know what it was like to be in that cage.

Phyllis: I can't imagine.

Lauren: But, you know, it, uh, it was my fault. It's my fault.

Phyllis: Why is it your fault?

Lauren: Because once I got rid of Sheila, you know, I let my guard down. I-I started to relax, and--and then the nightmare started again, and instead of one psychopath, I was facing three.

Phyllis: Lauren. Lauren. Sarah's dead.

Lauren: Yeah, but Sheila's kids aren't, which means I will never, ever have any peace.

Phyllis: Yes, you will. Yes, you will. As soon as this is over, you will have peace.

Lauren: You really think this is ever gonna be over?

Phyllis: I will--absolutely.

Lauren: You do?

Phyllis: I do. Of course I do. Ryder and Daisy will get theirs, and we'll be done with this. We'll move on. We will. But first... first, we have to get Daisy out of jail.

Abby: Just tell me the truth, okay? No games, no bull.

Daisy: After all the lies I've told, why would you ever believe me? Okay, I-I used you as a cover when I came to town. Nothing personal. I just needed an in at Walnut Grove.

Abby: And Ryder?

Daisy: He took advantage of your crush on him to get supplies for the hostages.

Abby: And Daniel?

Daisy: It's not like I slept with him to hurt you. Last I heard, he was with Amber. How could I ever know that my only friend in Genoa City fell in love with the father of my baby? But you did, and he is the father.

Abby: Why should I believe you?

Daisy: Why on earth would I come back here? I knew they had a warrant out for my arrest.

Abby: Look, you're trying to manipulate me.

Daisy: Look, Abby, can't you see? I'm telling you the truth.

Diane: Phyllis didn't waste any time making my life hell.

Victor: So she still has a lot of anger toward you?

Diane: (Chuckles) Her article made me out to be some kind of monster. And if it was just me, I could handle it, but poor Kyle. And I wasn't even there to soften the blow. I had to try to explain things to him over the phone.

Victor: But he knew none of these stories?

Diane: Very little.

Victor: Huh.

Diane: You have no idea how sickening it is to tell your child that you have done unforgiveable things. But what happened between Phyllis and me happened a long time ago. I'm a completely different person now. And she clearly hasn't changed a bit. I was in town, what? All of ten minutes? And she was dreaming up ways to ruin my life. It's like the last seven years hadn't even happened.

Victor: Was it that long ago?

Diane: And I had created a new life for myself, you know? A good one, a peaceful one, free of all the old ghosts.

Victor: Why'd you come back to Genoa City?

Diane: Well, because I-I'd hoped that enough time had gone by that my son could finally get to know his father. But I'd barely unpacked when it all hit the fan.

Victor: My, oh, my, oh, my. Things are that bad, huh?

Diane: Well, what does it tell you when the one person I can confide in is an ex-husband...?

Victor: (Chuckles)

Diane: Who once upon a time wished I would drop dead?

Victor: (Laughs) Mm, ironic, isn't it? What'd you expect?

Victor: What did you think would happen when you showed up in Genoa City again?

Diane: I thought that people might have mellowed.

Victor: You haven’t.

Diane: Excuse me?

Victor: You're incorrigible, aren't you? I mean, from day one, you have snooped around me. Then you taunted Nikki. And you've traded insults with Phyllis.

Diane: (Clicks tongue) Victor, that's an exaggeration, don't you think?

Victor: I don't think so. Not really.

Diane: When I was in Genoa City in February...

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Diane: Things were tense, but everybody was civil, and that gave me hope, you know? That people could be more forgiving, especially because children are involved.

Victor: Yep. I know whereof you speak, when those closest to you turn against you. That's very disappointing, isn't it?

Diane: You do understand.

Victor: Yeah.

Diane: What happened, Victor? Why are you in New York?

Victor: (Chuckles)

Lauren: I actually thought you were my friend.

Phyllis: What are you talking about? I am.

Lauren: Then why are you doing this to me?

Phyllis: Have you forgotten? Sarah tried to kill me, too, Lauren. She tried to kill me, too.

Lauren: Well, if Daisy is in the hospital, then Ryder could be free to help her escape.

Phyllis: Oh, come on. You give them too much credit.

Lauren: And maybe you're not giving them enough credit.

Phyllis: Sarah is dead. She was the brains. They are nothing without her. They're just little children without her, vindictive and angry. They're running blind. They don't have a plan.

Lauren: (Scoffs) I don't--I don't know.

Phyllis: Okay, listen. Listen. It's--it's so easy...

Lauren: (Sighs)

Phyllis: It's so easy. Just let Michael petition the court. That's it. And--and once those test results are back in, I-I don't care if that girl rots in jail.

Lauren: (Sighs) Hand--hand me the telephone.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Lauren: (Sighs)

Gloria: Where'd Kevin disappear to?

Jeff: I don't know, Peaches. Hey, Michael.

Michael: Where is Kevin?

Gloria: Mikey, I've been meaning to call you. How's Lauren?

Michael: Uh, not good.

Gloria: You want me to take Fen for a few days?

Michael: Mm, I can ask her, but--   

(Cell phone rings)

Michael: Oh, sorry. Hold on. Yes, Lauren? How's it going? Everything okay?

Lauren: Uh, yeah. Go ahead and file the petition to have Daisy moved to the hospital.

Michael: Are you sure?

Lauren: Yeah.

Michael: All right. I will go see the judge right now, and then I will come straight home.

Lauren: All right. Hurry.

Lauren: I hope to hell you know what you're doing.

Kevin: What's that?

Man: Book making tickets. Point spreads and upcoming games and races.

Man: Evidence of a gambling operation.

Man: Mr. Fisher, care to amend your story regarding this deposit?

Kevin: That's-- that's not mine.

Man: How original.

Chloe: Officers, um, I'm-- I'm a mom, and my daughter, she's in preschool. Can I please--?

Man: Should have thought about that before you got involved with a bookie.

Chloe: (Scoffs) Seriously?

Abby: I looked for you at Crimson Lights.

Daniel: Yeah, well, I came here to talk to Kevin about Daisy, and he blew me off, so what does that tell you?

Abby: I have no idea.

Daniel: The girl's his half sister. Even he doesn't think she's worth talkin' about.

Abby: (Sighs) You know, I don't think you'd be so cocky if you actually spoke to her yourself.

Daniel: Did you go and talk to her?

Abby: Hello? You told me to.

Daniel: Look, I was being sarcastic. I didn't think that you'd actually go and do it.

Abby: God, why are you so pissy?

Daniel: I'm pissy because you're supposed to be taking my side. Why are you humoring this lunatic?

Abby: Honestly, it's because after my visit, I believe she's telling the truth.

Chloe: (Sighs) You know--you know, you're making a mistake. I want to see Ronan Malloy.

Man: He's out on assignment.

Chloe: (Sighs) I--you know, I-I know people. I know the Chancellors. I-I know the Abbotts. I... (Groans) (Sighs)

Daisy: Why are you in here?

Chloe: (Scoffs) Will you just--will you leave him alone, please?

Daisy: I don't blame you for wanting nothing to do with me. But you're still the baby's uncle. I just... I just felt a little kick. I think the little one knows you're family.

Chloe: (Scoffs) Okay, well, that-- that's just stupid.

Kevin: Let me see.

Daisy: Feel it.

Kevin: We may have the same father, Daisy, but we're not family. I'm nothing like you and your brother.

Daisy: Maybe this is where all Tom Fisher's kids eventually end up.

Woman: Got your wish.

Daisy: What?

Woman: You're being transferred to Genoa City Memorial.

Daisy: Good luck, Kevin. I mean, that.

Chloe: Hey. Hey. Don't let her get to you.

Victor: (Sighs)

Diane: You really won't tell me the reason you're in New York?

Victor: (Sighs) I'm not baring my soul over tequila so that you can feel better about yourself.

Diane: Don't you trust me?

Victor: (Laughs) Mm, I've learned the hard way whatever I tell you, whatever I say to you will be held against me eventually.

Diane: Come on. Just a little hint?

Victor: (Laughs) No.

Diane: Is it Adam?

Victor: Mnh-mnh. Don't waste your breath.

Diane: (Clicks tongue) Is it the lawsuit that I've been reading about? The ones your daughters filed against you?

Victor: Mnh-mnh.

Diane: Hmm. Okay, then how about-- how about Nikki? Maybe a little spat with her about the floral arrangements for the big day?

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Diane: I'm just trying to help.

Victor: Hmm. I don't need your help, Diane. Self-pity is for the weak, you know.

Diane: You are so right.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Diane: We're better than this.

Victor: If anyone controls their own destinies, it's you and me.

Diane: Damn straight. (Chuckles) Well, it's sure nice to know we can spend an hour together without killing each other.

Victor: (Chuckles)

Diane: What room are you in?

Victor: (Laughs)

Diane: (Laughs)

Victor: (Sighs) Do you think I'm gonna invite you up for a nightcap? Mnh-mnh.

Diane: No, I don't think so.

Victor: Mnh-mnh. Why press our luck, right?

Diane: Right.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Diane: Anyway, I... (sighs) Have to catch the, um, the return flight back to Genoa City, so...

Victor: All right.

Diane: Thank you... for everything.

Victor: You're welcome.

Daisy: (Sighs)

Phyllis: Hi. You're looking more comfortable than the last time I saw you.

Daisy: I don't know how you pulled this off.

Phyllis: Your amniocentesis is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.

Daisy: So soon?

Phyllis: Yeah. That was our deal.

Daisy: No, I-I know. I'm not gonna back out. I just--it's really nice to be on a real bed and have doctors and nurses that care about us.

Phyllis: Get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow.

Daisy: Phyllis?

Phyllis: Yes?

Daisy: One more thing.

Phyllis: What's that?

Daisy: I want to see Daniel.

Daniel: Believe whatever you want, Abby. You're gonna anyway.

Abby: You know, if you looked her in the eye--

Daniel: Mm, mnh-mnh. You know, I'm done talking about Daisy, all right? Why don't we just go get some Chinese food? We'll go back to my place and--

Abby: Are you serious?

Daniel: What? Do you want to get pizza? We'll get pizza instead.

Abby: No, we--we can't-- we can't go back to the way things were.

Daniel: Why not? You did a strip tease in the middle of Gloworm.

Abby: (Scoffs)

Daniel: You rode a horse in the Athletic Club. And I got over that.

Abby: I'm sorry, what does that have to do with--?

Daniel: You also--you also starred me in your little fake sex tape, and you didn't tell me about it. And was I pissed off? Yeah, I was pissed off, but I got over that, too.

Abby: What is your point?

Daniel: I guess my point is, I expect a little loyalty from my girlfriend.

Abby: You know, I don't want to argue with you.

Daniel: You are taking the word of a crazy person that locks people in cages over mine.

Abby: I think we should stop seeing each other.

Daniel: What are you talking about?

Abby: You have to deal with this Daisy thing, and I have my lawsuit.

Daniel: Wait a minute. Wh--are you breaking up with me?

Abby: Oh, come on, Daniel. We were never a couple. Not really.

Gloria: Okay. I'm gonna go change for my open house, and if you hear from Kevin--

Jeff: Mm.

Gloria: What are you doing?

Jeff: Oh, just seeing how long to the dinner rush.

Gloria: Uh-huh. Try to stay out of trouble, okay?

Jeff: Oh, Man, where are you, Kevin? You should have been back by now.

Hogan: Where the hell is that kid with my 10 grand?

Kevin: Hogan must have been furious when I didn't show up.

Chloe: This is so ridiculous. I mean, we shouldn't be in here. It's not like we're trafficking guns or anything like that. (Sighs) What kind of role model am I for my daughter?

Kevin: Hey.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Kevin: I'm gonna get us out of here. I promise. I am not going back to prison. I would rather die.

Chloe: What happened to you in there?

Kevin: You don't want to know.

Chloe: Hey, "Duckie," you still got me.

Kevin: (Sighs)

Man: Fisher, time for your phone call.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Lauren: (Sighs)

(Doorknob rattles)

(Knock on door)

Michael: Lauren, the deadbolt-- the deadbolt is thrown. (Knock)

Lauren: Oh, thank God. Okay. Oh, thank God it's you. Thank God.

Michael: What? Did something happen since we spoke?

Lauren: No. Oh, it's just I'm jumping every time I hear a noise.

Michael: All right. Um, well, here. I know how hard it was for you to agree to let Daisy out of jail, but once that test is over, I promise you, I'm gonna lock her away somewhere she can never hurt you again. I-I don't know what else I can do. Um, do you want me to cancel all my appointments? You want me to reschedule my court dates? I can just sit here with you until all this is over if that's what you want.

Lauren: (Sighs)

(Cell phone rings) (Ring)

Michael: Hello?

Kevin: It's Kevin.

Michael: Yeah?

Kevin: Chloe and I are in jail.

Michael: Well, of course you are.

Kevin: Can you come down to the station?

Michael: This is a really bad, bad time.

Kevin: You gotta get us out of here.

Michael: All right, you know, Kevin, just take a-- take a deep breath and...

Kevin: (Sighs)

Michael: Kevin and Chloe are in jail.

Lauren: You're-- you're not leaving.

Michael: Listen, I'll straighten things out. I'll be right back.

Lauren: (Whimpers) You just promised.

Michael: I know I did. I feel horrible. (Sighs) Do you want me to see if a neighbor will sit with you?

Lauren: No. I want my husband.

Michael: Yeah. I'm sorry. I'll be right back. I'm sorry.

Lauren: (Sighs) (Sighs)

Lauren: (Sighs)

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

Man: Tell us what you know about Mark Hogan.

Lauren: If I have to drag myself to the courthouse, and it means that that bitch stays behind bars for the rest of her life, then I'm gonna do it.

Jana: Hello, Daisy.

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