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Episode # 9552 ~ Victor Alienates His Entire Family

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Michael: Hey, and now for the coup de grace-- my special eggnog.

Lauren: (Gasps)

Michael: Yours in front.

Lauren: Oh, I love your special eggnog.

Michael: Yeah, well, Mommy and Daddy get special eggnog.

Lauren: Yeah.

Michael: You get the same old, same old.

Lauren: (Chuckles) Well... thanks, Babe.

(Glasses clink)

Lauren: Hmm.

Michael: It's nice to see you so relaxed.

Lauren: Do you know that there's just something about Christmas Eve that makes me feel like all is right with the world.

Michael: Ahh. Well, as long as I have you and Fenmore and a lot more sprinkles on that cookie...

Lauren: That's right.

Michael: It is.

Lauren: (Chuckles)

Fen: More sprinkles-- Santa likes sprinkles.

Michael: Yeah.

Lauren: He does?

Michael: (Chuckles)

(Doorbell rings)

Lauren: Oh. I wonder who that is?

Michael: Oh, well, I'm pretty sure that Santa would not use the bell.

Lauren: Uh, that's true. Okay, I'm gonna get serious about this snowman now, okay?

Fen: (Chuckles)

Lauren: Not as good as I thought. Maybe more sprinkles. Do you think that'll help?

Michael: Oh. Hello.

Jill: Hi. I hope I'm not intruding.

Michael: Uh, not as long as you come bearing gifts. Come. Come. Come.

Jill: (Laughs) Thank you. I just left, uh, Neil’s Christmas Eve party. I wanted to drop these by on my way home.

Lauren: Oh, wow. Fen, look. More presents.

Jill: (Laughs) Now I realize this is a Fenmore's bag, but I promise you, the gifts are not from there. That would be redundant. (Chuckles)

Michael: Thank you, Jill.

Jill: Well, okay, um, Merry Christmas.

Fen: Wait! Do you want to see Santa’s cookies? They have extra sprinkles.

Jill: Uh, I really should be going.

Lauren: No, take off your coat. Don't rush off.

Michael: Come on.

Jill: Okay, thanks.

Michael: (Chuckles)

Jill: (Chuckles)

Tucker: You--you know, I-I usually just make donations. I write--I write checks.

Ashley: Yeah?

Tucker: But seeing how much a hot meal and some holiday cheer means to people that were alone, that's, uh... thanks. Thanks for recruiting me.

Ashley: You're welcome.

Abby: (Sighs) The stores are a mob scene. Please don't do that in public, Mom.

Ashley: What do you mean? At least I keep my clothes on.

Abby: (Sighs)

Ashley: (Chuckles) Oh, excuse me a second. I see somebody I know.

Tucker: (Sighs)

Ashley: One second.

Tucker: Yeah.

Ashley: Jennifer.

Abby: Hmm. Well, she's not threatening me with coal in my stocking. Guess you didn't tell her about my visit to your office, huh?

Tucker: Didn't want to embarrass you.

Abby: I'm the Naked Heiress. I don't embarrass easily.

Tucker: Let's just forget about it, Abby, huh?

Abby: Not a problem for me. (Sighs)

Ashley: What?

Abby: I have to run.

Ashley: Oh, no.

Tucker: You're not gonna order something?

Abby: I was going to, but it's getting late, and my credit card is not yet maxed out.

Ashley: We can't have that.

Abby: No.

Ashley: I'll walk you out.

Abby: Okay.

Ashley: Thanks.

Tucker: Bye.

Ashley: Bye. Mwah. Oh, look, I know he got you something. But I bought something for him. I'll let you give it to Tucker. Do you want to?

Abby: Oh, no, no, no. It's okay. I'm--I'll take care of Tucker.

Ashley: Okay.

Abby: Okay.

Billy: Well, that was fun, huh?

Victoria: Yeah, that was fun. But I gotta say, I don't really know who's the bigger kid-- you or your daughter.

Billy: What, your daddy never gave you piggyback rides? Oh, wait. That's right.

Victoria: That's right.

Billy: I forgot who I was talking about. Your father who just...

Victoria: Yeah... I wish Delia could have stayed a little bit longer. That would have been nice.

Billy: Yeah. I'm actually lookin' forward to next year when she's, like, really into the whole Santa Claus thing. That's gonna be fun.

Victoria: (Chuckles) Oh, I know. I mean, that's all that Reed talks about. After Thanksgiving, that's all I heard. "Santa Claus is coming!"

Billy: Mm.

Victoria: Billy, I'm so excited to see him. I can't even tell you. (Grunts)

Billy: (Grunts) Yeah, you're not enthusiastic about that or anything, are you? No.

Victoria: (Sighs) No!

Billy: Mnh-mnh. (Chuckles)

Victoria: Okay, you know what? I'm gonna go out, and I'm gonna get all the things that we need for Christmas breakfast!

Billy: No, I'll do it. I got it. I-I got--

Victoria: No, no, no. I gotta stay busy. I don't want to think too much about--

Billy: No, come on. I've got presents to wrap and all that stuff.

Victoria: Are they for me?

Billy: Maybe.

Victoria: That's weird, because I thought I found all of your hiding spots.

Billy: I hope you're kidding.

Victoria: (Singsong voice) Maybe.

Billy: (Mockingly) Maybe. Maybe. (Normal voice) Really?

(Telephone rings)

Billy: (Grunts) (Sighs)

(Ring)

Billy: Hey, J.T. Merry Christmas, Man. Wait, wh-what do you mean, the airport's closed?

Jack: Where is your hubby?

Traci: (Laughs) Well, he's in California on business, but he's flying in tomorrow.

Jack: Oh, I miss you so much, Trace.

Traci: Oh, I miss you, too, Jack. Let me look at you. You look happy.

Jack: Well, I haven't had a Christmas with my son in I don't know how long, and I'm enjoying every minute of it.

(Doorbell rings)

Jack: Oh, excuse me.

Traci: Mm-hmm.

Jack: There they are. Come on in! Oh, warm up. It's cold out there.

Diane: It is.

Kyle: It is.

Diane: Ahh, Traci.

Traci: (Sighs)

Diane: It's so nice to see you.

Traci: Thank you.

Jack: Here. Let me take your coat.

Traci: Hello. Look at you. Oh, my goodness. You're almost a teenager.

Diane: (Chuckles)

Kyle: (Chuckles)

Diane: It goes so fast.

Traci: It does. Too fast.

Diane: How are you doing?

Traci: Oh, um, holidays are the hardest.

(Timer dings)

Jack: Oh, that's the roast.

Traci: Oh, I'll get it. Let me get it.

Diane: C-can I help you?

Traci: Absolutely. Come on.

Jack: I've got it. Do you know how happy I am to be spending Christmas with you?

Kyle: You've only told me 300 times.

Jack: Well, uh, listen, there are a couple of other people who are important to me that I'd like to include in our get-together.

Kyle: Who?

Jack: Summer, Phyllis... but only if you're okay with it.

Nick: All right, Super-duper girl, I love you.

Summer: Don't forget my note for Santa.

Nick: Oh, no, no, no. I'm gonna let him know that you've got lots of cookies for him over at Mommy's house. Now give me a kiss. Okay. (Sighs) Hey, Dad.

Victor: Well...

Summer: Merry Christmas, Grandpa!

Victor: Hi, my sweetheart. Merry Christmas to you. Okay, you sweet girl, there you go.

Phyllis: Hey.

Victor: Hi, Phyllis.

Phyllis: Sweetie, it's cold out there.

Victor: Merry Christmas to you, too.

Nick: Mwah.

Phyllis: Merry Christmas.

Victor: All right.

Nick: Drive safe.

Victor: That sweet girl.

Nick: Yeah.

Victor: She must be so happy at Christmas. Uh, I went over the-- some of the work you did while I was gone. Can we discuss it?

Nick: Talk business now? No.

Victor: Yeah, why not? Maybe tomorrow, okay?

Nick: Dad, you can't just pretend it's not Christmas, all right? I'm gonna be here with my kids hangin' out. Faith and I would love to have you if you'd like to come.

Victor: Son, I'm not gonna waste my time sitting around and singing Christmas carols.

Nick: Well, nobody's tombstone ever said, "I wish I'd spent more time at work."

(Telephone rings) (Ring)

Kay: Hello?

Nikki: Katherine, hi. It's me. Um, I just wanted to let you know Victor came back yesterday.

Kay: Where are you?

Nikki: I'm at the ranch. I-I spent last night at the club, but, um, I came back now to get the rest of my stuff.

Kay: Have you, uh, thought about my offer, you know, to stay here?

Nikki: Are you sure that I wouldn't be in the way?

Kay: Would you stop being so silly? We would love to have you.

Nikki: Well, all right. I'll see you shortly.

Victor: (Sighs) (Decanter cork pops) (Liquid pouring)

Victor: (Sighs)

Adam: Well, we have to give Victor credit. The man may be evil, but he's damn good at settin' people up.

Sharon: There's gotta be another way to prove your innocence.

Adam: Yeah. We'd have to do something besides provide that photograph of Skye.

Sharon: I'm not gonna give up until I find it. Ow!

Nick: All right, Mom, why don't you just stay here with me?

Nikki: Honey, that's sweet of you, but... (Sighs) I really need to get off the ranch completely.

Nick: All right, you want to put some distance between you and the old man. I get that.

Nikki: (Sighs) Your father is still very upset with me.

Nick: Look, I know you can take care of yourself, but I can't stand the thought of you being alone, especially since...

Nikki: I know. I have only been sober for a couple of months.

Nick: Can you blame me for worrying?

Nikki: Look, I'm not going to be alone. I'm gonna be staying at Katherine's, at least through the holidays. And that reminds me. I need to ask a favor of you.

Nick: Sure. Anything.

Nikki: Can you bring the girls to Victoria's in the morning?

Nick: (Sighs) Anything but that.

Nikki: Nicholas, I have already spoken to your sister about it.

Nick: Okay, then you know where things stand between us after Billy's latest exposé.

Nikki: Please. The only thing I want is for my family and their children to be together on Christmas day. That's the best gift you could ever give me.

Phyllis: Oh, Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.

Jack: Merry Christmas.

Phyllis: Is everything okay?

Jack: Yes.

Phyllis: It's all good?

Jack: Kyle is just fine with this.

Phyllis: Hmm.

Jack: I did talk to Kyle. He's fine with Phyllis being here.

Phyllis: Hey, Traci. How are you? Merry Christmas.

Traci: Thank you. Hi, Summer. Don't you look pretty? What a pretty dress.

Phyllis: What do you say?

Summer: Thank you.

Traci: (Laughs)

Jack: Here. I'll take that.

Phyllis: Merry Christmas, Kyle.

Kyle: Hey, Summer. There are some presents under the tree with your name on 'em.

Diane: Why don't you show her, Honey?

Kyle: Come on.

Traci: Uh, so when do Victoria and Billy get here?

Jack: Um, they will be here a little later. They're waiting for Reed to get here from D.C.

Traci: Ahh.

Billy: J.T. yeah, hey, is it still snowing there? (Groans) Oh, damn it. Man, look, if Reed can't get here, it's gonna ruin Victoria's Christmas. She needs him here, Man. She needs him here now. You can't understand how much she needs him here.

Victoria: Oh, thank you. I'm so glad you still had some of those gingerbread men. They're my son's favorite. He's gonna love 'em. Thanks. Dad.

Victor: Hi.

Victoria: Merry Christmas.

Victor: Bah, humbug. What reason have I to be merry?

Victoria: What reason have you to be so miserable? You're rich enough.

Victor: Why the hell did you marry against my wishes?

Victoria: (Sighs) You know, all the times you read me that story when I was a little girl... who knew you'd actually turn into Scrooge?

Fen: And a remote control car and a bike!

Jill: That's quite a list.

Lauren: And that's the short version.

Jill: (Laughs) Well, I hope Santa Claus brings you everything you want.

Lauren: Sweetie, why don't you put the packages underneath the tree, and you see that gold-- that little gold present right there? Will you bring it for Aunt Jill?

Fen: Okay.

Lauren: Okay.

Ashley: So where are the kids?

Diane: Upstairs playing video games.

Phyllis: I hope they don't spend too much time shakin' the gifts.

Traci: (Chuckles)

Tucker: Everything okay, Jack?

Jack: That was Billy. Uh, Reed's flight from D.C. is running late 'cause of weather. They said not to hold things for them.

Ashley: Oh, no, Abby's still out shopping so we shouldn't wait for her, either.

Jack: So anybody want a drink? I've got a full bar. I've got eggnog in the dining room.

Tucker: Bourbon for me, please.

Traci: I think white wine.

Phyllis: I need wine, mm-hmm.

Ashley: Wow.

Tucker: Ashley?

Ashley: Um, eggnog.

Tucker: Comin' right up.

Traci: (Chuckles) Well...

Ashley: Yeah?

Traci: You seem happy with Tucker.

Ashley: Oh, I am.

Traci: That's great, because you deserve someone wonderful.

Ashley: You're so sweet, but you know what? He's a keeper.

Traci: Awesome.

Diane: Tucker. Haven't seen much of you since you screwed me out of a job.

Tucker: Wouldn't have worked out.

Victoria: Hi! I'm back.

Billy: Hey.

Victoria: Hey.

Billy: Whoa. Whoa. I thought you were going shopping for breakfast food.

Victoria: Whoa. What? I did, uh...

Billy: Here. I got it.

Victoria: Oh, thanks. Okay.

Billy: You did?

Victoria: Yeah, I did.

Billy: Well, is-- is the grocery store starting to gift wrap food now? Is that what's going on?

Victoria: No, it's just that I saw a few things that I thought that Reed would like to have. I know. I know. (Sighs)

Billy: Okay, uh, Victoria--

Victoria: I know. I know. How is he gonna haul all of this stuff back to D.C.? I know. (Chuckles)

Billy: I know. Listen to me, okay? Um...

Victoria: What?

Billy: I spoke to J.T., and it's snowing like crazy where they are. And--and--and look, Reed's flight's been grounded.

Victoria: Oh.

Adam: You shouldn't be spending Christmas Eve in this dump.

Sharon: Neither should you.

Adam: (Sighs) You know, I was gonna get you something romantic, actually, but now... you want a toilet/sink combo?

Sharon: (Laughs) Well, it's the thought that counts. (Chuckles) The only gift that I want is you out of here.

Adam: You already gave me your gift.

Sharon: What was it?

Adam: You, when you told me you loved me. Nothing in my life will ever top that moment.

Victor: Well, now isn't this cozy?

Sharon: Victor.

Victor: Isn't this cozy?

Sharon: You're back.

Victor: I had to see this for myself, you know. You're finally behind bars where you belong, for all the despicable things you have done, including murder.

Sharon: (Sighs) He didn't kill Skye.

Victor: I'm very disappointed in you. I thought you had far more sense.

Adam: I'm here because of you, Dad. You framed me.

Victor: You haven't changed one iota, have you? You're still blaming everyone else for what you have done.

Adam: Ahh, but we both know that Skye isn't dead. You know it. I know it. Sharon and I are gonna prove it.

Victor: That what he told you? That Skye isn't dead? The way he convinced you that your baby was dead? You are where you belong, Son. You may fool her, not the rest of the world. They know what kind of despicable character you are. You're paying for it. You deserve to pay for it. Merry Christmas.

Ashley: That was declivous.

Jack: Mmm.

Tucker: Give my compliments to the chef.

Jack: I'm glad you liked it.

Kyle: (Chuckles) I ate too much.

Diane: Oh, you'll be hungry again in an hour.

Traci: (Chuckles)

Ashley: So are we sticking with tradition this year, Jack?

Jack: Absolutely. Uh, for all you newbies, uh, here's the drill. We all get to open one present on Christmas Eve.

Summer: Yay!

Traci: (Laughs)

Jack: And kids go first.

Phyllis: Oh, yay!

Summer: Yay!

Phyllis: Okay.

Kyle: Come on, Summer.

Phyllis: Okay, I need more wine, more wine.

Jack: So is, uh, Daniel running a little late?

Phyllis: Daniel is not coming. This kid situation has really crushed his holiday spirit.

Jack: Oh, Boy. Well, you know, when you're his age and your life is turned upside down, it's hard to believe things are ever gonna get better.

Phyllis: That's right.

Jack: Well, next year, it can be Kyle and Summer and Daniel... and a new baby girl.

Phyllis: You were against my adopting this child.

Jack: If this is something you want, I want you to know I'm behind you.

Phyllis: You mean that?

Jack: Yeah, I mean that. We always wanted to have a baby. It's Daniel's child. Be family, right?

Phyllis: You're an amazing man. An amazing man.

Phyllis: Hey, Kyle, that one's from me. My goodness. That was lovely. Lovely. What did you say about things getting better?

Jack: Take it easy. Baby steps. Baby steps.

Billy: (Sighs)

Billy: Hey.

Victoria: It's been hours, and Reed's plane still hasn't taken off yet.

Billy: I know. Don't worry. We'll just hold off on Christmas until he gets here, okay?

Kay: Ahh, how's your room?

Nikki: It is beautiful. Thank you again for having me.

Kay: Oh, now listen. (Sighs) We can stay up late, have pajama parties...

Nikki: (Chuckles)

Kay: Do you know in my day, we used to, um, we'd make all of these prank phone calls to people.

Nikki: Mm-hmm.

Kay: Then they invented the caller I.D., and spoiled everything.

Nikki: (Laughs) Yeah, I guess I won't be doing any drunk dialing.

Kay: (Laughs)

Nikki: (Chuckles)

Kay: My darling, you are making progress, if you can joke about it.

Nikki: Well, I'm just grateful that I pulled myself together before the holidays, because I am determined to get the whole family together for Christmas.

Kay: Mm-hmm. What about, uh, Victor?

Nikki: I know it will take a miracle for that to happen. But it is the season for that. Right?

Victor: If you came here expecting a present, I didn't get you one.

Abby: I don't care about that.

Victor: (Sighs) I bet you don't, considering the fact that you're trying to take everything that I have built up from me.

Abby: Here. It's not much, but...

Victor: I don't want your present. I don't want it as long as you're part of this absurd lawsuit. I suggest you go home. I'm busy.

Abby: How can you be so cold?

Victor: You brought this on yourself. Now I suggest you go home.

Abby: Why do I even try?

Victor: That's right.

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

Nick: Nice. How about some beverage? Want a little drink?

(Knock on door)

Nick: That's what I'm talkin' about. Who's that? Who's that?

Nick: Hi, Sharon.

Sharon: Hi, Nick. Hi, Sweetheart.

Nick: What's all this?

Sharon: Its presents for Faith and Noah. Can I come in? Whoops. Even though I won't be with you tomorrow, Honey, I love you. I love you very much. Will you give Noah my gift for me?

Nick: He went skiing. He didn't want to be here for Christmas.

Sharon: Adam's in jail.

Nick: And I'm thrilled.

Sharon: So... he obliviously won't be able to be near Faith, which was your main argument for keeping her from me.

Nick: What are you getting at?

Sharon: That I want to spend more time with my daughter, and not just here.

Nick: We all have things we want, Sharon. It doesn't mean we're gonna get them.

Sharon: Why do you have to be so difficult?

Nick: Because while Adam is in your life, I really question your judgment.

Sharon: I'm a good mother.

Nick: Well, right now, you are under the spell of that monster.

Sharon: So you're punishing me?

Nick: I'm trying to protect my little girl.

Sharon: Our little girl, and this stance of yours is unacceptable.

Nick: We can hash this out in court, if that's what you'd like.

Sharon: Oh, I'm not gonna argue with you on Christmas Eve. But I assure you, this is not over.

Jill: "And to all a good night."

Michael: That means you, too, Buddy. No more excuses.

Jill: Aw.

Fen: But what about Santa's milk and cookies?

Lauren: Oh, here. Not to worry. And carrots for the reindeer.

Michael: Uh-huh, see? Now mount up. Come on. Santa's waitin'.

Lauren: (Gasps) On the sofa? Honey!

Michael: Oh, please.

Jill: (Laughs)

Michael: Mwah. Let's go.

Lauren: All right.

Jill: Night, Honey. Sleep tight.

Fen: Good night.

Lauren: Brush your teeth. I'll--I'll come in and tuck you in.

Michael: Whoo-hoo! Come on!

Fen: (Laughs)

Lauren: (Laughs)

Jill: Lauren, he is so precious.

Lauren: Eh, we're awfully fond of him.

Jill: Well, it was very nice of you to include me tonight.

Lauren: I'm glad you stopped by.

Jill: Merry Christmas, Lauren.

Lauren: Merry Christmas, Jill.

Kyle: This is awesome. Thanks, Aunt Ashley.

Ashley: You are so welcome, Honey.

Kyle: Now I just wish I lived in a house with a yard. I'm sick of living in a stupid hotel.

Ashley: Oh, Honey, there's lots of great hills in town, you know.

Jack: Yeah, wait'll I show you dead man's slope.

Ashley: Yeah.

Traci: (Chuckles)

Diane: Um, there's something that I need to take care of. I'll be back for Kyle later, okay?

Jack: Yeah.

Ashley: (Speaking indistinctly) I love it. It's just so awesome.

Traci: Mm-hmm.

Abby: Hey!

Ashley: Hi, there.

Traci: Oh!

Jack: Hey.

Traci: Oh, look it. Abby, Girl, hi, Sweetie.

Abby: Big kiss. Mwah.

Traci: Hello.

Jack: We're each opening one gift.

Abby: Oh. Oh, you know what? That's perfect. Open mine first, Tucker.

Ashley: Oh, that was so sweet.

Tucker: All right. Thanks. Oh, that is heavy.

Abby: Yeah.

Ashley: What is that?

Abby: It's a kit for emergencies in case you ever get caught in another tornado.

Ashley: (Laughs)

Tucker: (Chuckles)

Ashley: God forbid.

Tucker: Well, that was a freak occurrence. I can't imagine it happening twice.

Ashley: But you never know.

Kyle: (Giggles)

Abby: This is the new "It" bag. This won't even be in stores till spring. How did you get this, Tucker?

Ashley: (Laughs)

Tucker: Connections, Darlin'.

Abby: (Gasps)

(Doorbell rings)

Jack: Oh, I'll get it.

Abby: (Squeals) Thank you!

Ashley: Abby. (Laughs)

Jack: It looks great.

Abby: It looks good, right?

Traci: Merry Christmas. Hi. May I help you?

Marion: I'm, uh, a friend of Jack's.

Traci: Oh, come in.

Jack: Marion, what a nice surprise. Hi. Everyone, this is Marion Greenly, an old friend of mine.

Ashley: Hi, Marion.

Jack: What are you doin' here? And what is that for?

Marion: Saving my family's Christmas.

Phyllis: How'd he do that?

Marion: Uh, I was an investor in the Newman Fund.

Ashley: But that crashed.

Tucker: Didn't you lose your investment?

Marion: Yes, but afterwards, Jack gave me back every penny.

Jack: It was my pleasure, Sugar.

Marion: Merry Christmas, everybody. I'll show myself out.

Ashley: Merry Christmas.

Jack: Merry Christmas. Thanks.

Tucker: Jack, I thought the fund was insolvent.

Jack: Yeah, it was.

Traci: Did you pay her back with your own money?

Jack: Yeah, her and all the other investors I convinced to invest with Adam and Skye.

Ashley: That must have cost you a fortune.

Jack: Well, I couldn't stand the guilt.

Ashley: Jackie, I'm just blown away.

Traci: What a wonderful thing to do.

Abby: Yeah, ditto, Uncle Jack.

Phyllis: I can't believe you never mentioned this to me.

Jack: Well, I may be starting the New Year a much poorer man, but, uh, I have the joy of knowing that I repaired some of the damage that Victor did to innocent people.

Victor: Well, I'll be damned. If it isn't Diane Jenkins.

Diane: I accept. I'll take the job.

Victor: Ahh, I thought you might.

Diane: As long as it's based in Genoa City and not 6,000 miles away like the last job you tried to entice me with.

Victor: Mnh-mnh. Come in.

Victor: I have thought some time about hiring an in-house architect.

Diane: Oh?

Victor: Yeah. In fact, I'd like you to expand the east wing of this place, okay?

Diane: Sounds interesting.

Victor: Mm-hmm. You can move your son Kyle in here as well.

Diane: Move in?

Victor: Yeah.

Diane: (Laughs) No, I think for now, I'll just say yes to the job.

Victor: Okay. Then let's start right now.

Diane: (Stammers) Its Christmas Eve.

Victor: Do you want this job or not?

Diane: I do.

Victor: Okay, then we start tonight. Let me get the pertinent files, okay?

Sharon: Adam?

Adam: You're back.

Sharon: Why so surprised?

Adam: Well, after Victor's little rant earlier...

Sharon: What, you thought he got to me?

Adam: Did he?

Sharon: Haven't the past couple of weeks taught you something? I'm through letting other people tell me what to think or do.

Reed: Merry Christmas, Mommy.

Victoria: (Gasps) Reed! Hi! Hi. Oh, my gosh, please tell me this isn't a dream. Hi.

Reed: You can't-- you can't dream with your eyes open, silly.

Victoria: You're right. I can't. I didn't even think of that. Hello. How are you? Oh, my gosh, I-- it's just that I thought that your plane was... oh, it doesn't matter. You're here now. Oh, my gosh. (Laughs)

Billy: Merry Christmas.

Victoria: Look at you! Hi. Sometimes the smallest gifts bring the biggest smiles!

Jill: (Humming)

Jill: Katherine!

Kay: In here, Jill.

Jill: What is with those suitcases? Do we have company?

Kay: Um, Nikki is, uh, going to move in for a while.

Jill: (Sighs) Katherine, I own half this house, and you know I hate that woman. (Sighs)

Kay: Jill, oh, come on. Come on. The woman needed a place to stay. She's been through hell lately.

Jill: (Sighs)

Kay: So why don't you just dig down deep and I'm sure you will find your Christmas spirit... somewhere.

Jill: Ho ho ho.

Michael: I thought he would never fall asleep.

Lauren: (Chuckles) He's been bouncing off the walls all day long.

Michael: Well, he'll be berserk by morning.

Lauren: Mm-hmm. Up at the crack of dawn, wanting to see what Santa brought him.

Michael: Hmm, well, maybe that means we should get to bed early ourselves.

Lauren: (Chuckles) Yeah, nice try. You need to get your toolbox and get down to Kevin's apartment because there is a two-wheeler that needs to be put together. Oh, yeah.

Michael: Oh, Man, you have to be a rocket scientist these days to figure out directions. Come on.

Lauren: All right, so maybe he'll be home from Gloworm, 'cause you know, he's so much better at that "Attach part 'A' to part 'B'" thing.

Michael: I can run circles around him when it comes to filing summary judgment briefs.

Lauren: Yeah. Yeah, Baby. Your briefs run circles around everybody else's.

Michael: Eh, you're killin' me with this. You know that.

Lauren: (Laughs) Well, if you do this, there'll be more than milk and cookies waiting for you when you get back. (Laughs)

Michael: You're bad.

Lauren: Yeah, well--unh-unh. Unh-unh. Go.

Michael: (Sighs)

Lauren: Come on. No.

Michael: Aw, man. (Grumbles) (Mutters)

Diane: Hey, can I have a-- a triple espresso to go, please?

Nick: Triple shot?

Diane: (Laughs) Yeah. Don't ask.

Nick: All right. Where's Kyle?

Diane: He's at Jack's. I saw Summer there. How about Faith?

Nick: Oh, she's with the nanny watching Christmas cartoons. So why'd my dad want to see you at the ranch?

Diane: Um, believe it or not, he offered me a job.

Nick: Really? I guess he's feeling Christmassy.

Diane: (Chuckles) I suppose that must be it. Well, um, as much as I would like to-- to visit with you, I-I have a lot to get done tonight.

Nick: Where's your car?

Diane: Out back.

Nick: Yeah? Mine, too.

Nick: Oh, hey, I, uh... I got something for you.

Diane: Well, this is... I can't believe you did this, because, Nicholas, I-I have nothing for you.

Nick: Well, that's not entirely accurate.

Billy: So J.T. drove to Philadelphia, and they got on a flight there, and then he handed him off to me at, uh, the airport, so...

Victoria: I can't believe you didn't tell me. You should have woken me up. I would have come with you.

Billy: Well, we wanted to surprise you.

Reed: Were you surprised, Mommy?

Victoria: Yes, I was surprised. It's the best surprise I've ever had in my whole life. (Chuckles)

Reed: Well, why are you crying, Mommy?

Victoria: I'm not crying. I'm happy. I'm just so happy to see you.

Billy: It's a girl thing, actually, and Mommy is our favorite girl, right?

Reed: Right.

Billy: Right.

Victoria: Right. (Laughs) Come here. Oh. Mwah. Mwah. Mwah. Kisses for everybody.

Billy: Oh, wow. Lots of kisses. Lots of kisses!

Victoria: (Chuckles)

Sharon: Next Christmas, I'm gonna bake a glazed ham, sweet potatoes, and warm, buttery rolls.

Adam: And then after that, we can have you put Faith down, and we'll cuddle in front of the tree.

Sharon: And this'll all seem like a bad dream.

(Cell phone alert beeps)

Sharon: Oh, that's from my contact in Europe about Skye's perfume.

Adam: What does it say?

Sharon: A bottle was purchased last week and shipped to a post-office box in Hawaii.

Abby: When I saw them in the store, I was like, "Oh, my God, Aunt Traci--she must own these."

Traci: Oh, they are just beautiful. Abby, I love them. Thank you.

Abby: Oh, yay.

Traci: Very sweet. I'm gonna put 'em on right now.

Jack: Kyle, this shirt is just perfect.

Kyle: (Chuckles) Mom helped me pick it out.

Jack: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: I have a gift for you that I'm gonna show you in private.

Jack: Oh, my favorite kind of gift. Has anybody not opened a gift yet?

Ashley: I haven't. I haven't. (Laughs)

Tucker: I want to give you mine. (Sighs)

Ashley: Well, okay. Time's a-wastin'.

Tucker: I've never done this before.

Ashley: What do you mean? You've given me lots of presents, silly.

Tucker: (Sighs) I've been carrying this around for a while waiting for the right time to give it to you. (Sighs) Ashley, I adore you. You're the smartest, most beautiful woman I've ever known. When you walk into a room, everything else fades away. You make me want to be a better man. I-I didn't realize that anything was missing from my life until you came along. And now I can't imagine my life without you.

Ashley: (Chuckles)

Tucker: My beauty, will you marry me? I think this is the--the part where you give me your answer.

Ashley: (Laughs) Yeah. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Tucker: (Laughs) Yes.

Ashley: Yes.

Traci: (Laughs)

Phyllis: Yay!

Traci: Yay.

Phyllis: (Giggles)

Ashley: I'd be honored...

Traci: (Laughs)

Ashley: To be your wife.

(Doorbell rings)

Victor: Come in!

Nikki: Hi.

Victor: What the hell are you doing here? You forget something or what?

Nikki: No, um, you did.

Victor: What do you mean, I did? What did I forget?

Nikki: The meaning of Christmas. More importantly, the meaning of family.

Victor: I don't have very fond memories of family, all right?

Nikki: Because of your very unfortunate childhood, you want your children and grandchildren to have the same memories about Christmas?

Victor: Get to the point. What do you want?

Nikki: Victor, please.

Victor: What?

Nikki: Come to Victoria's in the morning. Be with people who love you.

Victor: Oh, really? You mean the people who love me the way you love me when I found you with that sleaze ball of a bartender in that motel?

Nikki: Victor...

Victor: Huh? Or the way my children love me who are suing me? I'm sure they don't think very kindly of me. And the feeling is mutual.

Nikki: (Sighs)

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

Albert: Christian, you hated me for abandoning you. But now you are doing the same thing to your children.

Victor: Because my children have turned their backs on me!

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