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Episode # 9685 ~ Billy Makes a Deal to Sell "Restless Style"

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Proofread By Emma

Nick: Hey.

Phyllis: Hey.

Nick: How's it goin'?

Phyllis: (Clears throat) Good. Really good. I've been out shopping, depriving all the other parents of--of buying wipes and diapers and...

Nick: That's thoughtful of you.

Phyllis: Yes, it is. I also got Jack, um, a gift, birthday gift. Sort of a peace offering. He'll either love it or throw it at my head. (Clears throat)

Nick: (Sighs) Where's Lucy?

Phyllis: Um, she's with, uh, Ms. Edmonds. She said she'd help me out. What brings you here for a caffeine fix?

Nick: Just some business.

Phyllis: Ahh, business.

Phyllis: Uh, I-I got a humidifier, by the way, so you can have the one that you brought over back.

Nick: Nah, don't worry about it. It's no rush. I was glad to help.

Phyllis: Oh, well, okay. Oh, well, you weren't glad to help...

Nick: That's true.

Phyllis: (Laughs) When you came over, yeah. Listen, you-- don't hold me accountable for anything I said, in a moment of, um, vulnerability.

Nick: I wouldn't dream of it.

Victoria: Thank you.

Billy: (Sighs)

Victoria: (Scoffs)

Billy: Sorry, um...

Victoria: No, it's fine. It's okay.

Both: Look, about last night--

Victoria: (Sighs)

Billy: (Chuckles)

Victoria: Go ahead. You go first.

Billy: Um, can we, you know, separate from... (Clears throat) All right, look, the other night when you walked in on my trailer, and you saw the woman who was--

Victoria: The woman? The hot blonde who couldn't keep her shirt on?

Billy: (Sighs) Yeah. (Clears throat) It wasn't like that. I... (Taps countertop) I had too much to drink at Jimmy's. I ordered a cab. I was gonna take the cab. This woman insisted, and th-then she-- I was throwing her out.

Victoria: Throwing her out... by kissing her?

Billy: I didn't kiss her at all, no. She pecked me on the cheek, and, you know, I-it wasn't-- it was not my idea.

Victoria: Oh, right, right. As usual, nothing's your fault.

Billy: No, it was my fault that I drank too much.

Victoria: (Sighs)

Billy: But I don't want you thinking that I would use--

Victoria: You would cheat on me?

Billy: No.

Victoria: No, you would never do that, so you say.

Billy: No, I would never do that. I would never do that. You know I would never do that. Come on.

Victoria: Lately, you know, you've been doing a lot of things that you said you would never do. I really don't know what to believe anymore.

Billy: (Scoffs) Well, what are you sayin'? That you--

Victoria: Oh, I'm sorry. I-I have to go get Reed now.

Billy: (Sighs)

Jack: Well, thank you, Trace, for reminding me I'm another year older. I love you, too, Sis. Give Steve my best.

Adam: You didn't think you could drop a bombshell like that on me and just walk away, right?

Jack: It wasn't a bombshell. It was a fact. I own the Newman fund. I am shutting it down. The S.E.C. is hot on our trail.

Adam: Not about the fund, they aren't.

Jack: We are under a microscope, Adam. It's only a matter of time.

Adam: You're a coward, Jack. A paranoid, short-sighted coward.

Phyllis: Is this a private free-for-all, or can anyone join?

Jack: Junior, I think we're through here. I've made a decision. You have nothing to say about it.

Phyllis: Yes, you should run along so I can give Jack his birthday gift. Shoo.

(Cell phone rings)

Phyllis: Oh. Hello?

Adam: It's your birthday, huh? I didn't know they could count that high. Must be the explanation-- you're just gettin' old and senile makin' an idiotic move like this.

Phyllis: Oh, yes, Emmett, I do remember you. You're Malcolm's friend. Yeah, you were helping me with those memory cards that I brought back from Thailand to, um, you know, get that footage to prove Sharon's innocence. Yeah, yeah, it's been really crazy busy, and I figured since, you know, Sharon was gone, there was no... no, I'm not at "Restless Style" anymore. No, no one's covering the story, so you could just chuck 'em, I guess. All right, thanks.

Adam: So what? Did you just go back after I left and bought up all the memory cards or something?

Phyllis: I figured maybe something could be recovered.

Adam: Why didn't you tell me about that?

Phyllis: Well, because I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up, and I just gave 'em to a photographer friend of Malcolm. I figured he could help me.

Adam: I want you to call that guy back. I want to get those memory cards. If there's anything-- anything that I can do to clear Sharon's name, I'm gonna do it.

Sam: (Coughs) I guess I really fell for you, didn't I? (Laughs)

Sharon: I can't believe you went out and got drunk like some frat boy.

Sam: (Coughs) I'm sorry. Will you help me up? I know I screwed up really bad. I... (Sighs) I just got a lot of patients that I need to see tomorrow. I just-- I really need to get to bed. (Sighs) You're really disappointed in me, aren't you?

Sharon: Well, I've never seen this side of you before.

Sam: Sheri, I know I should have called. I just--I--

Sharon: Look, can you, um, make it back up to the house on your own?

Sam: (Sighs) Yeah.

Sharon: Good. Good night, then.

Sam: Sheri, wait. Wait. Just--just...

Sharon: What? What do you want?

Sam: Tomorrow night, can-- can we just try that again? Just dinner and a movie?

Sharon: I think it's time that I start moving on.

Sam: Yeah. Yeah, sure. Go ahead. (Snaps fingers) Run away. It's your M.O., right? It's what you do.

Sharon: You're really showing me who you really are tonight.

Sam: Yeah, you, too. I had no idea you'd get so bent out of shape over me bein' a little late.

Sharon: A-a little? Try hours. I had completely given up on you.

Sam: I guess it doesn't take much with you, does it?

Sharon: Look, if you have something you want to say, then just get it off your chest now. Go ahead.

Sam: What's the point? You want to run? Go ahead and run. Nobody's stoppin' you, all right? I learned early on in life nothing's permanent, right? Like that bucket. There it is... and there it goes. (Sighs) Damn it, Dude. (Grunts)

Sharon: (Gasps)

Sam: (Groans) (Moans) (Sighs)

Sam: He didn't even say good-bye. You believe that? (Sighs)

Sharon: Who are you talking about?

Sam: O'Keefe. He's dead.

Phyllis: Birthday martini. I'm buying.

Jack: I don't think so.

Phyllis: So, you know, for all the things I don't like about Adam, he is definitely devoted to Sharon.

Jack: You know, I was about to call security and have him thrown out of here before you walked in. The mere mention of Sharon's name, and he was like a different person.

Phyllis: That's what you do for the people you love. You fight for them. You never give up.

Billy: (Sighs)

Billy: Wow. (Clears throat) All right. (Sighs) (Whistles)

(Knock on door)

Billy: Um, yeah. Come on in.

Nick: Yo.

Billy: Yeah. (Chuckles)

Nick: You sober?

Billy: Yeah, I'm sober.

Nick: If you were serious about selling "Restless Style," I've had the papers drawn up.

Victoria: I'm sorry, Baby. I let you stay and play with Charlie for as long as possible, but, uh, we gotta get your things together, and we gotta get to the airport. But you're gonna see Daddy and Mac, and you got a new little baby brother waiting for you at home.

Reed: I don't want to go.

Victoria: Oh, I know that. But you know what? We're still gonna talk on the computer every day, and I'm gonna plan your next visit, hopefully before school starts. And when you go home, you're finally gonna meet your new baby brother. Won't that be exciting? Yeah, it's exciting. You know, you're a really good brother, too. You helped us a lot when we were taking care of Lucy.

Reed: Can you call Billy so we can say good-bye?

Phyllis: Thank you. I'm glad you agreed to come out, Jack.

Jack: This doesn't mean all is forgiven.

Phyllis: You know, I'm really not the bad guy here. I'm frankly tired of apologizing.

Jack: I didn't know you'd started apologizing.

Phyllis: Okay, okay, okay, okay, listen. Listen. (Sighs) I did what I had to do as a mother so my son would one day know his daughter. Period. That's what I did. People got hurt. I understand that. I am sorry about it. The only innocent person in this entire scenario is Lucy. My son lied about the birth. Billy lied about the adoption. They're both to blame. But everybody is too busy makin' me out to be the bad guy, and frankly, I'm sick of it.

Jack: Billy and Victoria broke up.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Jack: I just helped Billy move back into the trailer.

Phyllis: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I hope it's temporary.

Jack: You know, this wouldn't be the first time you had something to do with a couple breaking up over the loss of a child.

Phyllis: This is not at all like what happened with Nick and Sharon and Cassíe when she died. Not at all, okay? Get that clear. And frankly, um, Sharon and Nick had huge problems before I came along. What happened with Cassíe was a tragedy. This was not a tragedy. I was righting a wrong. That's what I was doing, for my son. And everybody's making me out to be some opportunist.

Jack: (Stammers) Okay, okay. Fine. You're right. I'm wrong. It was a low blow.

Phyllis: Thank you.

Jack: I am never going to agree with your decision to take the baby, though. But if we're being perfectly honest here, I'm not too crazy about any of Billy's decisions, either.

Billy: The price is right. I-I take it, I sign right there?

Nick: Yeah. Don't you want your lawyer to look that over first?

Billy: (Chuckles) Lawyers? My friend, I am kind of done with lawyers right now.

Nick: Fair enough. That's your copy.

Billy: Thank you, Sir.

Nick: What's next for you?

Billy: Join the circus? (Chuckles)

Nick: Billy, what you need to be doing is talking to my sister, because the longer you wait, the harder it gets. And you might lose it forever.

Billy: Good luck, Man.

Nick: All right, see ya.

Billy: See ya.

Billy: Oy.

Billy: Ugh.

(Cell phone rings) (Ring)

Billy: Um... hi.

Victoria: Hey, it's me. Um, I'm at the house. Would you-- would you mind coming and saying good-bye to Reed?

Emmett: All right, so I've only gone through about ten of these cards. These are the ones that I've scanned already.

Adam: Okay, great. I'll take it from here. Just, uh, just tell me what I need to do.

Emmett: It's kind of a painstaking process.

Adam: Yeah, well, if I can find the footage that, uh, that I saw when I was in Thailand, it's all gonna be worth it.

Sharon: Sam... I'm so sorry. I-I'm so sorry.

Sam: I-I-I left him out in the yard when I was closin' up shop, you know? He just didn't come when I called for him. I found him under the porch...

Sam: And he couldn't get up, you know? He just, uh, he had a stroke.

Sharon: Oh, my gosh. You should have called me. I would have gone up and helped you.

Sam: Eh, there's nothing you could have done, you know? Nothin' anybody could have done. You know, I tried to save him, but I think...you know, I think the old dude kinda knew it, too. His eyes were so sad, you know? (Sighs) I put down a lot of pets, you know? Some of 'em sick, some of 'em old. But it's just part of the job, you know? You--you learn to not make it personal. But with him, you know, I just, uh... (Sighs) I gave him the injection. (Stammers) I climbed up there on the table with him, just held him for a bit, you know? (Sighs) He didn't even whimper, you know? Just kinda... he just kinda faded away. Stupid dog. (Sighs) So I'm sorry, you know? I gr-grabbed a-- I grabbed a shovel, and I just-- I went out to the canyon to give him a proper burial, you know? Then on the way back, I stopped at that bar just up-- just up the road. I just--I-I needed... (Sighs) I just needed something to pull it together, you know? So I could take you out on our date. But, uh... (Sniffles) (Exhales sharply) (Sighs) I guess whiskey just... (Chuckles) Just kinda made it worse, you know? And I, um, I'm sorry about that. (Sighs)

Sharon: Sam...

Sam: I'm sorry, I-- I stood you up, you know? I said a bunch of lousy things I shouldn't have said, you know? I didn't... (Sighs) I didn't mean any of it, you know? I'm sorry. (Sighs)

Sharon: It's okay. It's okay. It's gonna be okay.

Sam: (Voice breaking) I think he-- I think he really liked you. (Sighs heavily) (Sniffles)

Sharon: You know what? I loved him.

Sam: Yeah. (Sobs quietly) I'm sorry.

Billy: (Makes silly noises) Mwah!

Reed: (Giggles)

Billy: What is this I hear about you takin' off, huh? You leavin' us? Don't you know there are people here that love you?

Reed: (Laughs)

Billy: Huh? Tell you what, Buddy, you just send me lots of e-mails, okay? And I am gonna try to dig up some of those corny, little...

Reed: (Giggles)

Billy: Jokes that you like. Ooh, I've got one. You ready?

Reed: Yeah.

Billy: You ready? How do you find a lost rabbit? No idea, huh? Dude, it's easy. You just sound like a carrot.

Reed: (Groans) (Laughs)

Billy: (Groans)

Victoria: Wow. Hey, Baby, would you please go upstairs and get your backpack? Because we have to leave in a few minutes.

Billy: All right, Buddy.

Victoria: Good boy.

Billy: (Sighs) I wish you didn't have to send him away again.

Victoria: I'm wishing a lot of things right now, actually, like with Reed's custody. If I could go back, I'd--I'd undo a lot of things, or at least I'd do them differently.

Billy: You know, I wish I did a few things differently myself, especially this morning. I should have let you talk instead of making excuses for myself. I was kicking myself all the way back... see? Right there, I was about to say, "Kicking myself all the way home," and what I meant to say was, "Kicking myself all the way back to the trailer," because I was kicking myself all the way back to the trailer... which will never be home.

Billy: Hey, Buddy. (Sighs)

Phyllis: Well, it was-- it was great to see you in the big chair again.

Jack: Yeah, not half as great as it feels to be in it.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm. And to your birthday... (Glasses clink) And your success at Jabot.

Jack: I'll drink to that.

Phyllis: (Chuckles)

Genevieve: Celebrating another business coup?

Jack: Uh, not exactly.

Genevieve: Ahh. Well, celebrating something. Oh, come on now. A woman knows these things.

Phyllis: Yeah, the-- the clinking of glasses usually is a dead giveaway, right?

Genevieve: (Chuckles)

Jack: Genevieve Atkinson, Phyllis Summers.

Genevieve: Charmed.

Phyllis: Nice to meet you, too.

Adam: Sounds pretty straightforward, just a lot of steps.

Emmett: If you hit any snags, you call me.

Adam: Will do. Appreciate you walkin' me through it.

Emmett: No, problem, Man. I hope you find what you're looking for.

Adam: So do I. Noah. Have a seat.

Noah: I'm good.

Adam: Okay. I may have, uh, found a way to clear your mother's name, but if you're too busy for that, then by all means, do whatever you have to do.

Noah: How you gonna do that?

Adam: Memory cards-- dozens of 'em, all erased. But if I can find the card that came from your mother's camera, the one that she had with her in Hawaii the night that Skye was killed, I might be able to restore the video. Then I'm gonna be able to prove that, uh, that your mom did everything she could to save that woman's life.

Noah: Mom's gone. What good is that gonna do?

Adam: It matters to me. I would think that it would matter to you and your sister-- clear your mother's name, prove to the world she was wrongly convicted. She wasn't responsible for the crimes that she was accused of committing.

Sam: I feel like an idiot. I'm sorry to burden you with all of that. (Sighs)

Sharon: It's no burden. I'm glad you told me.

Sam: You look really pretty in that dress. I've never seen you in a dress before.

Sharon: (Sighs) Well, Piper's mom loaned it to me.

Sam: I was really... really looking forward to tonight. (Sighs)

Sharon: Well, I feel like you opened up your heart to me, and, you know, I'm--I'm glad that you did, and you told me what happened. I-I know how much you loved O'Keefe.

Sam: Well, he-- he's a once-in-a-lifetime dog, you know? (Sighs)

Sharon: Gosh, your hand looks really swollen. You know, that could be broken.

Sam: No, it's-- it's not broken. If it was broken, I couldn't-- couldn't move it like this, you know? (Sighs)

Sharon: Well, maybe I should help you get back up to the house, huh?

Sam: Yeah. Just, um, not too fast, okay?

Sharon: Okay. Nice and slow.

Sam: Yeah. (Sighs) (Sighs)

Victoria: Hey, Reed, this is your elephant bank. I think we should leave this here, don't you?

Reed: I want to buy you a plane ticket.

Victoria: Oh, so I can go with you to Washington. You know, I would love that more than anything, but I can't, Sweetie.

Reed: But if Billy doesn't come back, you'll be all alone.

Victoria: Oh, no, uh, you know what? That is so sweet of you to be concerned, but I'm not gonna be alone. I'm gonna have Uncle Nick, and I'm gonna have Faith, and I'm gonna have Summer, and I'm gonna be really busy working.

Billy: (Clears throat) You will, huh?

Victoria: Uh, yeah. Dad offered me a seat on the board and to be his second in command.

Billy: Workin' for Victor again. That's, um, that's a, um--

Victoria: Yeah, that's-- that's big news, right?

Billy: Yes, it is.

Nick: I hope you don't mind that I tracked you down here, and while I'm here, congratulations.

Jack: Word travels.

Nick: Yeah, back in the big chair at Jabot. It's good stuff. And on your birthday, no less. Oh, I had no idea. Phyllis--she told me.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Jack: Well, thanks for the warm wishes, anyway.

Nick: I don't want to interrupt what you guys are doing here, but could I borrow her for one second?

Phyllis: All right, thank you. What's up? (Chuckles)

Nick: Can you keep a secret?

Phyllis: Yeah, you know I can.

Nick: I just bought back "Restless Style."

Genevieve: Lonely?

Jack: Well, not anymore.

Genevieve: (Giggles) Thank you. What a gentleman. So... you know my name now.

Jack: Oh, that wasn't that hard to find out.

Genevieve: No, no, it wouldn't be, not for a man like you.

Jack: Meaning nosy?

Genevieve: Oh, no, I was going to give you the benefit of the doubt and call it... "Resourceful." Looks like you, uh, lost your friend.

Jack: Oh, no, she's, uh, just talking to her ex.

Genevieve: Ahh. I-isn't that the guy--

Jack: Yeah, yeah.

Genevieve: Aha. I thought you said her name was Summers. Why would she marry into a family like that and not keep the prestige name?

Jack: Well, Phyllis has always been, uh, the independent sort.

Genevieve: And you like independent women, don't you?

Jack: I must. I married her once myself.

Genevieve: (Laughs) I get it. I-if the two of you are past-tense, right? Then obviously, she won't mind if I'm here keeping you company while she's obviously occupied.

Jack: Oh, no, not at all. And, frankly, these, um, unexpected visits are starting to become a habit.

Genevieve: Well, it just seems to me that no one should have to drink alone on their birthday.

Jack: Well, now who's being resourceful? Well, it seems like we've both done a little research on each other.

Genevieve: Perhaps you did, but I learned about your birthday the old-fashioned way-- eavesdropping.

Jack: How do you manage it?

Genevieve: (Laughs) Manage what?

Jack: I don't know. You somehow pull off candid and mysterious at the same time. How do you do that?

Genevieve: Let's see. If I answer that, then the mystery would be gone. We can't have that.

Jack: No, we can't have that, can we?

Genevieve: No, we really can't. Ahh, yes, lovely--champagne. Thank you.

Jack: Champagne?

Genevieve: Mm. I asked the proprietor to buy a case for me. This is my own private reserve.

Jack: I haven't tried this one.

Genevieve: You don't know what you've been missing.

Phyllis: I don't know what's wilder-- Billy selling the magazine, or you wanting it back.

Nick: I got the sales agreement right here if you want to see it, right here.

Phyllis: How did this happen?

Nick: It was so simple. Billy offered to sell it, so I bought it.

Phyllis: Okay, my question is, why?

Nick: Well, if you haven't noticed, I'm not really doin' much right now professionally.

Phyllis: (Chuckles)

Nick: And, uh, you know, it was pretty cool the last time I owned it, so I figured why not do it again?

Phyllis: Well, congratulations.

Nick: Thank you.

Phyllis: This is good. I-I hope you make it more of a success than it already is.

Nick: Well, I plan to.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Nick: Especially once I get you to come and work for me again.

Noah: Adam, do you need any help going through those memory cards?

Adam: Are you serious?

Noah: Look, I don't like you any more than you like me--

Adam: No, see, that's where you're wrong, Noah. I don't have a beef with you. Matter of fact, you and I have something very important in common. We might be the only two guys in this entire town who give a damn about your mother's memory... so if you want to help me out with this project, you're welcome to. The more, the merrier.

Sharon: Hold this in your hand until you fall asleep.

Sam: Hey, you know, I never... I never expected you, you know that? I don't know if it was God or fate or luck or some weird quirk in the universe. For some reason, one day I just turned around and there you were, you know? I wasn't waitin' for anybody. I didn't pray or wish upon a star or any of that mumbo jumbo. I was fine bein' alone, just the way I was. But then... one day, I saw you, and I just... I just really hoped you'd stick around.

Sharon: (Sighs) I should go.

Sam: Stay.

(Knuckles crack)

Billy: (Chuckles) (Sighs) Oh. (Sighs) Hey, Donny, hi. It's Billy Abbott. Um, how did I do here, Man? Uh, Arlington, third race, Silver Strikes equal to win. How'd we do? (Scoffs) A-are--are-- are you freakin' kid-- hey, look, it's only money, right? All right. Thanks.

Victoria: Yeah. If you could just shoot me a text when you pick up Reed so that I know you got him okay. Okay, thanks, J.T. Hey, uh, Brian, its Victoria Newman. Yeah, I'm sorry about the hour, uh, but I want to be up to speed for next week's board meeting.

Jack: So what if I want some of this for myself? Where'd you say you ordered it from?

Genevieve: Oh, I'll write it down for you.

Jack: Oh, while you're writing it down, maybe you'd like to write down your phone number, too.

Genevieve: Hmm... no. Enjoy the champagne. You will see me around. And happy birthday.

Phyllis: Are you serious? You really want me to come back to "Restless Style"?

Nick: I didn't make three calls tracking you down just to tell you that I bought it.

Phyllis: Listen, if this is about last night, I'm okay. I'm really okay. You don't need to give me a pity job. I don't need pity.

Nick: This is not about last night. There's no pity here, all right?

Phyllis: (Sighs) I want you to work for me again. We were great together last time. Yeah, as colleagues, we were, right?

Nick: Of course, as colleagues.

Phyllis: Of course. Of course, as colleagues.

Nick: You want the job, or not?

Phyllis: I gotta think about it. I can't ma--

Nick: No, just-- just say yes. Just say yes.

Phyllis: Listen, I just got custody of Lucy, and just--this job, uh, spending so--so much time away from home, the commitment, so many hours-- you know, Lucy and I are just bonding, and I don't want to take away from that, and I would need to get a nanny, and I just talked to Summer, and she likes having her mommy home. She even said that to me.

Nick: All that's easy to work out, all right? I mean, you can work at home as much as you need.

Phyllis: You mean it?

Nick: Of course I mean it, and you're not the only one here raisin' two little girls.

Phyllis: Okay. I'll come back to "Restless Style."

Noah: All right, well, check this. It's a bunch of kids with caps and gowns. Somebody's graduation.

Adam: Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, we're lookin' for images of Hawaii, volcanoes.

Noah: I mean, how do we know if any of these cards are from Mom's camera?

Adam: (Sighs) We don't. We just, uh, I don't know. We just check 'em all.

Noah: All right. Well, I have my copy of the software. I'll take these memory cards and start workin' from home. Will you, um, call me if you find anything?

Adam: Yeah, I will. You, too.

Noah: What?

Adam: Well, you just, um, you working with me on this, your mother would be real proud of you.

Adam: (Sighs) Okay, Sharon, come on now. Where are you, Baby?

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

Sharon: (Thinking) "Dear Sam, there's so much I want to say to you. I want to tell you everything about who I am, how I got here. I can't do it in person, so I'm writing this letter."

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