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Episode # 9713 ~ Jack Challenges Victor's Claim to Kyle

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Jack: What the hell are you talking about?

Victor: In the event of her death, Diane Jenkins wanted me to be Kyle's guardian.

Jack: Wow, you really are power drunk, aren't you? You think you can claim my son?

Victor: Read the damn thing. Let it sink in. We can discuss visitation.

Jack: You will never take my son.

Victor: If you read it carefully, he is already mine.

Ashley: Thank you.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Hello?

Ashley: Hey, Nick. It's Ashley.

Nick: There you are. I've been trying to get a hold of you.

Ashley: Um, well, I wanted to tell you that Billy left the country, maybe for good, and the way Victoria found out was just awful.

Nick: Are you with her now?

Ashley: No, I was for a little while, but she needed some time alone. (Sighs) Heads-up--when she's ready, she's gonna need you badly.

Nick: (Sighs) Does Abby know?

Ashley: No, I left word for her to call me.

Nick: You know, no offense-- sometimes your brother can be an ass.

Ashley: Billy runs when things get messy. I'm not excusing it, but that's just what he does.

Nick: All right, you've been busy dealing with this. But did you get a new phone? I've been trying to get a hold of you on another number.

[Ashley remembering]

Diane: You should have just let Abby take responsibility for what she did to Tucker. Then there never would have been a video of her confessing.

Ashley: She's trying to do the right thing. That's why she made the video, and now you're using it against her.

Diane: (Clicks tongue) I think that's what they call irony.

Ashley: You are such a bitch!

Diane: (Grunts)

Ashley: I misplaced that phone. Um, I'm really not sure where it is.

Nick: Then you never got my call the other night.

Ashley: No. What was the message you left? It must be important for you to bring it up now.

Nick: (Sighs)

Tucker: Why are you really here, Katherine?

Kay: I told you.

Tucker: To make a peace offering? Have me sign a few deal memos? Or to rub my nose in the fact that you stole control of my company?

Kay: I stole nothing. You handed me control, and the judge reinforced that decision.

Tucker: My name is on that company. I will damn well get it back.

Kay: You do that. In the meantime, you were questioned by the police for Diane's murder? Now what is it they think you know, or, um, what is it they think you have done?

Ashley: Nick, why don't you just tell me what the message was?

[Nick remembering]

Diane: (Grunting) Get your hands off me, or I'll be the one pressing charges!

[Nick’s phone drops and Ashley’s number is called]

Nick: Shut up. You shut up. I am sick of you threatening my family. I'm telling you right now, I'm not gonna let it happen anymore. I will kill you before I let you hurt them again. Do you hear me? I'll kill you.

Nick: So you haven't played your voice mail. Nothing's been deleted.

Ashley: I assume not.

Nick: Okay, uh, my printer's on the other line. I gotta go. Thanks for letting me know about Vick.

Ashley: Sure. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.

Phyllis: Hey. Were you talking to that jerk Malloy?

Nick: Why would I be?

Phyllis: I don't know. Because detectives always have just one more question.

Nick: You didn't answer Diane's text, and neither did I, so there's nothing left to ask.

Phyllis: That's true. But, you know, I kept on saying things like karma is gonna bash Diane in the head. I never meant that I was gonna be the one to deliver it.

Nick: I never thought you did.

Phyllis: So we should talk about our next cover, right? I mean, everybody's going to think that we're-- we're doing a Diane murder story. I think we should talk about some counter-programming. Maybe we should do something light and fluffy.

Nick: Yeah, why don't you put some ideas together? I got somewhere I gotta be.

Phyllis: Okay, somewhere-- like, as in now?

Nick: Yeah.

Phyllis: Okay, bye.

Ronan: Get this to forensics ASAP. I want to know if Adam Newman's ring left the imprint on the victim's arm. Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey. Check with the lab about the D.N.A. results for this fingernail.

(Telephone rings)

Phyllis: Editorial.

Ronan: Phyllis Newman.

Phyllis: Yes?

Ronan: Detective Malloy. I have a few more questions for you about the night of the murder.

Victor: That's rather childish and pointless, Jack, since Michael Baldwin left the original with the courts.

Jack: Michael can file it wherever he wants to. I am Kyle's father.

Victor: And I'm his guardian, as you just read, per his mother's wishes. I know that boy has been through a lot. I won't insist on taking him home with me, but eventually, he'll end up where he belongs.

Jack: That boy is my flesh and blood. He has my genes. He has my name. Nothing's going to change that.

Victor: I wonder if the courts will see it that way.

Jack: How could the courts see it otherwise?

Victor: Because you know damn well that he was conceived without your knowledge, without your permission. You barely saw that boy ever since he was a baby, and when you did, you did it at Diane's discretion. Now as per her wishes, I'm his guardian. All this is a moot point anyway if you can't take care of that boy.

Jack: Who says I can't take care of him?

Victor: Might be pretty difficult to do from inside a cell in case you're convicted of his mother's murder.

Tucker: You got a spy on me? Is that how you know about the cops?

Kay: How doesn't matter, Tucker. But if you're a murder suspect...

Tucker: Oh, you gonna show me the ropes? You've been down that road before, haven't you, Mrs. Chancellor?

Kay: If there's a reason the police are questioning you, then I need to know for the company's sake. Do you understand that?

Tucker: Oh, are you afraid, uh, McCall, Unlimited’s gonna take a hit? Its reputation might be damaged? That happened the day you took over, Lady. But if you're accusing me of something--

Kay: I asked you a question, Tucker, damn it! And I'm entitled to ask it!

Tucker: You're not entitled to squat. Now get the hell out of my house.

(Babbling brook)

Ashley: (Quietly) Come on.

Ashley: (Gasps)

Phyllis: Well, look who's here.

Ronan: It's me again. I just had a few things I needed to clear up with you.

Phyllis: I told you everything I know about the night that Diane died. I told you everything. But maybe you're here to tell me a few things and give me an exclusive?

Ronan: (Sighs)

Phyllis: Really? You want to see your name in print?

Ronan: Mnh-mnh.

Phyllis: Just so you know, we're going with fall fashions, so you don't get to see your handsome face on the cover.

Ronan: (Sighs) The night of the murder... it was just you and Nick Newman here all night, right?

Phyllis: Right. That's a big yes. You could have asked me that on the phone. (Sighs) What's that?

Ronan: That? That's a picture of evidence from the crime scene.

Phyllis: It's a fingernail. I'm sure you're running a D.N.A. test on that.

Ronan: (Chuckles) I would, but its fake-- acrylic, actually. But you already knew that, didn't you?

Phyllis: You should talk to Jill Abbott. She knows fingernails. I know computers and magazines. You know, things like that.

Ronan: Yeah.

Phyllis: Yeah. But, honestly, I wouldn't have pegged this for an acrylic nail.

Ronan: Come on, Phyllis. See, we both know that this is yours. (Sighs) And I need you to explain to me how it ended up in the vicinity of a corpse. See, like I said, just between you and me right now. Or if you want, it could be between you and a grand jury later.

Nick: Ashley?

Ashley: Nicholas?

Nick: What are you doing out here?

Ashley: Not sneaking up on people.

Nick: I'm not sneaking up on you.

Ashley: Well, then why are you here? I'm not gonna say anything else until you answer me.

Phyllis: So you want to talk to me about fingernails. Is that it? Specifically a fingernail that you found in a park?

Ronan: A fingernail I found near a murder victim.

Phyllis: So this one fingernail that could have been there for months, maybe years, magically you assume is mine? Is that what it is? Okay, yeah, I'll play along. So what little I do know about acrylic nails is that they're glued to someone's real nail, so I assume you ran a D.N.A. test and came up with nothing, so you're here late at night fishing, right, Detective?

Ronan: (Chuckles)

Phyllis: Is this why you came back to town? Because it doesn't seem very worth it to me.

Ronan: Okay. You said that you had these done the day before you and Nick pulled an all-nighter, right?

Phyllis: You want to hold my hand, Detective? Is that what you want to do? You better buy me dinner and drinks first. I'll be honest with you, it's still not gonna happen.

Ronan: Jill Abbott's retired, but I did talk to the woman who did your manicure. She's seen some torn-up nails in her days, but yours? (Exhales sharply) Nails ripped off, the paint was chipped. There was dirt just shoved all up under there. But you were a good tipper, so you have that going for you. I have it all in her sworn statement that she gave me, including the day that she got this so, so, so sexy shade of pink, which was the day after the Diane Jenkins murder. So that means you lied to me, Phyllis. Now why would you do that, Phyllis?

Phyllis: I shaved my legs this morning. You want to talk to my razor?

Ronan: That's not the only lie you've told me, is it? No, it's not. Your sworn statement's filled with lies. So now's your chance, right now, to come clean. You can start with that lie about how you didn't go to the park after Diane texted you, 'cause you were there, weren't you? Yeah, you were there. That's probably where you got your-- your manicure all messed up... after you grabbed that rock and bashed her head in with it.

Kay: You may not like what I've done or how I have done it, but my job is to protect McCall, Unlimited, even if it does hurt your precious pride.

Tucker: (Chuckles) Hurt? (Exhales sharply) Man. You can't hurt me, Lady. But you sure as hell can piss me off-- the way you used my own living will as an excuse to stage a coup?

Kay: Oh, the judge thinks you need me. Do you understand that?

Tucker: Well, that judge can take a flying leap.

Kay: Did you tell the police that?

Tucker: (Sighs)

Kay: "You can take a flying leap"?

Tucker: You're a dog with a bone, aren't you? You have to be in every little bit of my business. All right, your friend Detective Malloy was here.

Kay: Ronan? R-Ronan is here, for this case?

Tucker: Yeah. There's another dog with a bone. He likes to throw his weight around. Now apparently Diane texted a bunch of people the night she died. Most likely, some of your nearest and dearest were on the receiving end. Malloy followed up.

Kay: What did you say to him?

Tucker: I told him the truth. I was here all night. Ashley verified.

Kay: (Sighs) Okay.

Tucker: Okay. You got your information. (Sighs) Now get out.

Kay: Well, I hope that's all there is to this...

Tucker: (Sighs)

Kay: Because I warn you-- should it come back to haunt the company, I promise you, Tucker, I will--

Tucker: (Sighs) (Inhales sharply) (Sighs) Ahh. (Sighs)

Jack: You think they're gonna haul me in for Diane's murder? You're the one she had arrested on domestic abuse charges. You're the one who tried to skip town. Yeah, even I bought that garbage about you looking for Nikki. You were just trying to cover your butt, trying to get away with murder-- again.

Victor: I seem to recall that you caused quite a ruckus with Diane at Gloworm when you couldn't find Kyle.

Jack: So what? It wasn't my business that was tanked by being lured into an ambulance.

Victor: And then you became infuriated once you found out that Diane had sent Kyle away, which perhaps motivated you to kill her.

Jack: You keep it up. You'll see how far I'll go to protect my boy.

Kyle: Dad? What's goin' on?

Phyllis: That's a lovely visual about the victim. Thank you for that.

Ronan: What, you didn't look at Diane's lifeless body after you murdered her? Why not? Too upset that your nails were broken?

Phyllis: I messed up my nails potting flowers.

Ronan: Flowers? (Laughs) That's fantastic. I mean, that's fantastic. I knew you were funny, but that's-- that's above and beyond.

Phyllis: My kid likes sunflowers.

Ronan: Right. So after you had a long, hard, all-nighter with Nick, you just ran home to help your kid pot flowers?

Phyllis: I didn't "Run" home.

Ronan: Really? Well, considering that "You called the nail salon in a panic at about 8:00 A.M. for an emergency 'Mani,'" well, then I would assume that you were potting flowers with your kid at, what, 7:00 A.M.?

Phyllis: When are you leaving town again, Detective? In the dark of the night, absconding with another vital internal organ?

Ronan: I'd be happy to stop by your penthouse, "Mary," and see how your garden grows.

Phyllis: If you stop by my penthouse, you better have a warrant, because I'm done with this investigation, and I'm done with you.

Ronan: Ohh, I thought we were just getting to know each other.

Phyllis: I have work to do.

Ronan: Okay. It's okay. I can take a hint. But I just want to be clear about a couple things real fast. I do think something happened that night. I do think that you went to the park after Diane texted you, and I do think things got messy, and what just happened between us here right now-- you just jumped up a couple notches on my suspect list, okay? And that's all on the record, so you can quote me on that.

Phyllis: Pick up, Nick. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

Nick: We're at a crime scene in the middle of the night. I don't think either one of us is out here for a leisurely stroll.

Ashley: I lost something.

Nick: Your phone? You think you misplaced it here?

Ashley: Did you want to say something?

Nick: I'm lookin' for your phone, too.

Ashley: So you said to yourself, "I'm gonna go look for Ashley's phone at a murder scene"?

Nick: I saw your car parked by the curb. I thought I'd come and help. You were here that night that Diane died, weren't you?

Ashley: That must have been some voice mail you left on my cell phone. The kind of voice mail you don't want the cops to find out about.

Nick: I don't know what's on your phone, but I'm sure it's not good.

Ashley: Maybe the police already have my phone and Ronan Malloy is just biding his time before he comes at me again.

Nick: (Sighs) I had a visit, too. Look, I don't think we should be here talking about this. How about a cup of coffee?

Ashley: (Sighs) Sure. Be careful. Parks and recreation hasn't cleaned up the poison sumac yet.

Tucker: Ashley, uh, I know you, uh, can't find your cell phone, so I'm trying your room. (Sighs) Katherine was here asking about Malloy and his questions. I told her the truth-- that I was here all night with you. (Sighs) I got some other things I want to tell you, but it's too much to leave on a message, all right? Will you just, uh, give me a call when you get this? (Sighs) (Sighs) (Sighs) (Sighs)

Jack: Hey, I-I thought you'd gone to bed.

Kyle: I needed some water. You guys are still talking? It's pretty late.

Victor: We're just-- it's a business talk, Son, okay? Nothing for you to worry about. You just get some rest. If you need anything, just call. You can count on me, all right?

Jack: It's late. Victor was just showing himself out.

Victor: I'll see you soon, and we'll have plenty of time to talk about everything, all right? Nice to see you again.

Jack: So what do you say we go on upstairs? I'll tuck you in. Come on.

Kyle: You guys were talkin' about Mom. What do you know about how she was killed?

Victor: Thank you for coming, Michael. (Sighs)

Michael: Is this about Diane?

Victor: Indirectly. Jack is now aware that Diane wants me to assume custody of Kyle.

Michael: I'm sure that went well.

Victor: Well, I told him that for the time being, uh, Kyle could stay with him, but eventually, he needs to be where he belongs.

Michael: With you?

Victor: Yeah.

Michael: Victor, Kyle just lost his mother, his one constant throughout his life, and now you want to get the courts involved and disrupt this child's life even more?

Victor: I'm simply following what it said in the document. Diane Jenkins wanted me to assume custody of that boy. That's all. You gotta make it happen.

Kyle: You and Victor got kind of loud.

Jack: What'd you hear?

Kyle: Not a lot. Mom's name.

Jack: Well, Victor and I are both pretty upset about what happened to your mom. And, you know, voices get raised and--

Kyle: Why won't you just tell me what you said?

Jack: Because it was a whole lot of nothing.

Kyle: Was it about the person who did this to Mom?

Jack: Yeah, we-- we batted around a couple of theories.

Kyle: Like who? Who would want to hurt her?

Jack: Kyle, when you were a little boy, I never got to spend as much time with you as I wanted. Now you're... almost a man, and I suspect time will go a lot faster now. Chances are, you're gonna see some things online and in the newspapers... (Sighs) About your mom and what happened to her. Or kids in the schoolyard are gonna be talking.

Kyle: Like what? Like more than one person hating my mom? I already know that. I'm not stupid.

Jack: No, I know you-- of course you're not. No, I'm talking about the investigation, and I don't know everything, but I do know that a lot of people are being questioned about what happened the night your mother was... killed.

Kyle: You mean suspects.

Jack: Well, no... (Stammers) Not suspects. More people who may or may not have some information. But in that group are some people you know, people you care about, people you love.

Kyle: Dad, are you one of them? Do the cops think you killed Mom?

Man: Malloy?

Ronan: Mm-hmm.

Man: You've got a visitor.

Ronan: Cover it up.

Kay: You have the audacity to come back here after what you did?

Nick: So I was there that night at the park that Diane died, if you haven't figured that part out.

Ashley: It kind of occurred to me.

Nick: Diane had lost it on me twice by then. She'd act like we were a couple, ask me for money. It needed to end.

Ashley: So what happened?

Nick: Well, we had it out at the park, and then, uh, when it was over, I noticed that my phone had accidentally called yours.

Ashley: Oh, no. Oh...

Nick: So chances are, there's some pretty funky stuff on your voice mail. How'd you lose your phone?

Ashley: I'd had a really bad day. Diane was making threats against somebody that I love, and, uh, I wasn't happy about it. So I went to the park to discuss it with her.

Nick: And that's when you lost your phone was during your... conversation?

Ashley: What if the police found my phone? What if they know that I was there? What--what if they listen to the message?

Nick: All right, we can't jump to anything just yet. Right now, this is just between you and me.

Phyllis: (Sighs) Is this why you needed to leave so quickly?

Ronan: I'm sure that you've already heard, but there's been a violent murder in your friendly little Midwest town here. I'm here working the case.

Kay: Well, I'm sure you have deep sympathy for the victim-- or the murder victim. Uh, your victims-- Nina, Chance, and whoever else gave you the benefit of the doubt.

Kay: I am talking to you.

Ronan: You're talking. You know what? Maybe it's because I didn't grow up here, but I don't feel the need to kiss your ring every time you walk into a room.

Kay: I'm not--not about to leave until you give me an explanation as to why you left the way you did.

Ronan: Well, then you're gonna be waiting a while.

Kay: You disappeared without a word. I think that's just disgusting. Oh, by the way, did you know that Chance reenlisted?

Ronan: (Sighs) Well, Chance is a good man.

Kay: And you're a snake.

Ronan: Yeah, that's it, a snake with a job to do.

Kay: That's it? I mean, no answers, apologies, uh, explanations, none of that?

Ronan: No, none. I'm fresh out.

Kay: I can't stand the sight of you.

Nick: Uh, I just came by for something to drink. Ashley had the same idea.

Ashley: Yeah. Anyway, I should get going. It's good to see you both.

Nick: Yeah. Bye.

Ashley: Bye.

Phyllis: Okay, um, listen, answer your phone sometimes. And, um, also, Malloy came to the magazine office, and he was all in my face about finding a missing nail at the crime scene, and he decided it's mine.

Nick: All right, he's just trying to play games with everyone that Diane sent a text to. He's trying to find something that sticks.

Ashley: (Gasps) Hi.

Tucker: Hi.

Jack: I am not going anywhere. I'm not being arrested. I'm not being taken away from you, and I will not let anyone or anything take you from me.

Kyle: You said stuff will be online.

Jack: Yeah. Yeah, some pretty nasty things are gonna get said about a lot of people.

Kyle: Including Mom?

Jack: Including Mom. And you're gonna have to do your very best to ignore it all. They're theories. They're speculations. And the more outrageous, the more they get printed. The bigger lies, the more hits there are on that web page. But when the police are certain they have the right person...

Kyle: Then the person will be arrested. They'll nail whoever hurt my mom.

Jack: Yes. They will. They will.

Michael: You're going to go to war with Jack now? How is that the best thing for his son?

Victor: You and I both know that Diane always wanted me to be the father of that boy. She couldn't do it biologically, so she did it legally. She knew damn well that I would provide stability. I'll be a father that he can rely on.

Michael: Well, Jack wasn't overly involved in Kyle's life before, but he's been consistent since Diane came back to town.

Victor: He cannot be a good father from behind bars, can he now?

Michael: You think he'll be arrested?

Victor: Do you know how furious he was when he found out that Diane had sent that boy away without informing Jack? That's motive for murder.

Michael: Jack's not the only one with a motive.

Victor: Of course not. Plenty of others.

Tucker: I left a message for you at the club.

Ashley: What happened to your wrist?

Tucker: Uh, it's, uh, maybe carpal tunnel. Katherine came by.

Ashley: What did she want?

Tucker: You know, she found out the cops had talked to me. She probably wanted more ammunition to stand between me and my own company.

Ashley: Did she get it? The ammunition?

Tucker: You and I were together the night Diane died, just like we told Malloy.

Ashley: That's right. So she can back the hell off.

Tucker: Ashley, come on home.

Ashley: I can't. Please don't ask me again.

Ronan: Fake nail. Real liar. No D.N.A. evidence, huh? There's gotta be a way to link this back to Phyllis Newman.

Nick: You know, I can call the D.A.'s office.

Phyllis: What, and tell 'em to back off?

Nick: It's worth a shot.

Phyllis: I don't need protecting, because I did nothing wrong.

Nick: Well, I'm just trying to help.

Phyllis: I know you are. Thank you. I know. Listen, my point, um, is if Malloy thinks I was wandering around that night, that makes me a liar. It makes us both liars, and we have no alibi. I mean, not that... we need an alibi, 'cause we both did nothing wrong. You know, I-I just-- that's why I came here to tell you.

Nick: Thanks for the heads-up. I appreciate it.

Phyllis: See you tomorrow.

Nick: (Sighs) Good night.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Hello? I will kill you before I let you hurt them again. Do you hear me? I'll kill you.

Deacon: (Chuckles) Honey, I saw what you did. (Sighs)

Jack: Hey. What do you say we go upstairs? I'll get you tucked in. You know, I can sit in the chair there, hang out till you fall asleep.

Kyle: It doesn't matter.

Jack: You're not alone. You hear me? You're not alone. It's not always going to be like this. It'll get better.

Kyle: No. It won't.

Michael: I'll be in touch regarding Kyle and any information my contact at the D.A.'s office might have about Diane's case.

Victor: Well, I'll be very interested to see what they come up with. Meanwhile, thanks for coming by. Good night.

Michael: Good night.

Victor: (Taps tabletop)

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

Victoria: Billy left because you took Delia away from him.

Chloe: Yeah, and he tanked his life because you broke his heart.

Deacon: Diane pissed off so many people. I'm just trying to figure out if you're one of 'em.

Victor: You ought to be able to lift Adam's fingerprints off it, and by dinnertime, he'll be in jail.

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