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Episode # 9720 ~ Nick & Phyllis' Actions Create Suspicion

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Victoria: We don't have a new line to compete with Jabot's right now, which is why I want to do a completely new redesign of the packaging. Um, and in my opinion, eco-friendly isn't really good enough. I think that we need to leave a zero carbon footprint.

Victor: Mm-hmm. I'd like to see some hard numbers, okay?

Victoria: Oh, well, Dad, I mean, come on. The name of the company is Beauty of Nature. If we don't live up to that implied commitment, and our customers start doubting our sincerity, then, you know, that's gonna jeopardize our relationship with them. And I think that it's very hard to get back trust once it's lost. What?

Victor: Let me ask you something. Have you talked to Billy?

Victoria: You know, I think that Abby should really be our new spokesperson. I really do. I feel like we should get her here and have her working for us behind the scenes.

Victor: I've already talked to her.

Victoria: Good. Good.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Victoria: 'Cause I think that it would be good for her to have something to focus on besides her problems. Otherwise, she's just gonna fall apart.

Victor: Are you talking from personal experience?

Victoria: (Sighs)

Ashley: So I saw that you were talking to Tucker at the memorial.

Abby: Yeah. Yeah, he was telling me that he's not mad at me for thinking that he killed Diane.

Ashley: Abby, you accused him to his face?

Abby: Well, he's not taking me seriously. And why should he?

Ashley: Oh, my God.

Abby: Neither are you. I hope you at least saved my text.

Ashley: Mm, what text?

Ashley: The number for a divorce attorney.

Abby: For future reference. (Clears throat)

Ashley: I'm not doing anything rash, Honey.

Abby: You already did. You married him. Getting a divorce from a man who cannot keep it in his pants and is most likely a murderer-- not rash.

Ashley: Would you please stop saying that? Tucker did not murder Diane. It's ridiculous.

Abby: Well, she didn't bash in her own head.

(Cell phone vibrates)

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

(Cell phone alert chimes)

Nick: Hey.

Phyllis: Hey. Am I interrupting?

Nick: No, it's just a junk text.

Phyllis: Oh, um, I was thinking. You want to get together tonight with the girls? And do a family night kind of thing? Unless you're busy.

Nick: (Sighs) No, family night sounds great. In fact, if Summer wants, she can stay all night.

Phyllis: Um, one condition.

Nick: What?

Phyllis: No cell phones. No texts.

Nick: Cool.

(Cell phone alert chimes)

Phyllis: Case in point. I'm on to you.

Nick: Is everything all right?

Phyllis: Yeah. You know, case in point. Phones--you can't escape 'em.

Avery: Oh! Jeez. (Inhales sharply) (Sighs)

Adam: How's it goin'?

Avery: Very well, thank you.

Adam: You seem the type to like a challenge. You certainly have your work cut out for you defending Sharon.

Avery: My client is innocent. Her only mistake was trusting a jackass like you.

Adam: Well, I guess gone are the days of us sharing smiles and martinis. I'll forgive your bad manners and foul language this once, noting that you're under a lot of pressure. You've promised my father a miracle by taking on this case, and it doesn't look likely you're going to deliver.

Sharon: Hey. Just in time. I'm stuck.

Sam: Ooh, I don't know how much help I'd be with that. Although you know what? I'd imagine Avery'd be able to knock this thing out in two minutes flat.

Sharon: Well, what would be the fun in that?

Sam: Speaking of which, she--she contact you? Tell you why she didn't come back yesterday?

Sharon: Um, no, but I'm sure she had a good reason. You know, she doesn't come across to me as a flake, and if she wants to get a hold of Phyllis, she can always do that.

Sam: Yeah. I probably should have done that myself, you know, instead of bringin' her here to see you. It didn't really accomplish much, and I certainly didn't mean to upset you.

Sharon: Well, you know what? You'd have to know the whole back story to understand.

Sam: She knows you're innocent, Sharon. She even admitted as much.

Sharon: And I'm sure for many reasons she's happy that I'm stuck in here. She actually thinks I deserve to be in here because I, uh, didn't listen to her about Adam, not that it was any of her business. You know, there are some people in my life who have reason to be frustrated with me. They're--they're disappointed I chose Adam.

Sam: Yeah, well, the good news is, you're not gonna get any "I told you sos" out of me.

Sharon: Yeah, but when you're here, it makes me feel guilty, and that's maybe worse. You have to find something else to do with your time.

Victoria: You know, you really ought to stop wasting your time worrying about me, because I'm fine, just fine. (Sighs)

Victor: Who are you talking to? I know what it is like to bury one's head in work.

Victoria: Dad, please. I am not burying my head in work. I am focused, and I am energized, and you should be glad, because I'm doing very good things for your company.

Victor: I'm very glad. I am very happy that you're with the company now, okay? That's not the point.

Victoria: Okay, great.

(Cell phone rings)

Victor: Excuse me.

(Ring)

Victor: Yeah? How high is the fever? Did you call the vet? Well, someone-- there should be someone there. Okay, uh, try to reach someone, but I'll--I'll be at the stables momentarily, all right? Thank you. Um...

Ashley: If you don't see how completely unfair it is to accuse somebody of murder without any proof at all...

Abby: Okay, okay.

Ashley: I don't know what to say to you anymore.

Abby: Fine, fine. Say Tucker's not a murderer. He's still a liar. He still cheated on you. I mean, is that not a good enough reason to dump him?

Ashley: I'm sorry, but I don't find it horrifying that he slept with somebody early--very, very early on in our relationship. Now the lying is a bigger issue, granted.

Abby: Yeah, and he's still doing it.

Ashley: I don't think so.

Abby: How did he get the poison sumac on his hand, Mom? Or is he still telling you that it's carpal tunnel? You can't trust him, so you can't stay married to him.

Ashley: You know what? The last time you got your nose in my life, I ended up in jail, and Tucker ended up in a coma. Why don't you stop obsessing about my life and go ahead and fix your own? Because it's a mess, Abby. (Sighs) Honey, I'm sorry.

Abby: I totally forgot that I have a meeting with Kent.

Ashley: I shouldn't have said anything.

Abby: I just gotta go.

Ashley: Abby, please. I'm sorry. (Sighs)

Ashley: (Sighs)

Nick: Cool. All right. I'll, uh, I'll have Marshall get in touch with you, and he'll set it all up. Okay, bye.

Phyllis: Ooh, you worked him. Good job.

Nick: He would have doubled his buy if Diane was our cover girl.

Phyllis: Why rehash the news that everybody else is printing?

Nick: It's definitely better to not be a part of this.

Phyllis: Yeah, definitely. I agree. Um, I have to run an errand, so...

Nick: Really?

Phyllis: Yeah, yeah. So we're on, uh, for later, right?

Nick: Yeah.

Phyllis: Good. Good, good.

Nick: Maybe tonight after the princesses go to sleep, we can... talk.

Phyllis: Yeah, we'll talk.

Nick: Lookin' forward to the talking.

Phyllis: Okay.

(Cell phone rings)

(Ring)

(Ring)

Nick: Hey, Ashley, what's up?

Ashley: I need to see you right away.

Avery: (Sighs)

Adam: So, uh, satisfy my curiosity on this one point-- you've garnered a reputation on dramatic death row rescues, hard-luck cases, people with no money, no connections. So why Sharon?

Avery: Three reasons why I took this case-- number one, Victor Newman has a new plaque with his name on it at my law school. It cost about $5 million, and so those hard-luck cases you talk about will have a chance now. Number two, it bothers me personally when innocent people go to prison. It makes me want to kick somebody in the head.

Adam: And number three?

Avery: That would be none of your business.

Adam: You know you really can't count on my father, right? Oh, he says he wants to save Sharon, but he waited months to testify for her, and when he did, he pleaded the fifth. He could have saved her.

Avery: You could save her right now, and you choose not to. What does that make you?

Sharon: Sam, you have to go back to your ranch.

Sam: You can't do this on your own. You know that. You said so yourself.

Sharon: Well, I shouldn't have said that.

Sam: You have no reason to feel guilty, Sharon. No one's ever forced me to do anything my whole life. I'm here because I want to be.

Sharon: But, you know, the people in San Pueblo, I mean, they-- they depend on you, and--and I... I-I depend on you too much.

Sam: It's what you do for a friend. I'm not lookin' for anything more from you than friendship, nothin' more at all.

Sharon: Okay, well, if you won't go home, will you at least look into getting some part-time work like you said you would? I just hate that you're putting your entire life on hold.

Sam: I promise you, I will. I've already, uh, I've already got some feelers out there. And when I told you I'd see this thing through, I meant it.

Abby: Dad?

Victor: Sweetheart.

Abby: Hey.

Victor: I didn't expect you to get here so quickly.

Abby: Well, I wasn't that far away when you texted. What's going on? You said Victoria needs my help?

Victor: Yeah, she does, at Beauty of Nature.

Abby: Oh, I-I thought you meant personally or something.

Victor: Well, yes, that's what I mean, okay? She's drowning herself at work. She's working far too hard to forget about the loss of that so-called husband and her daughter. So if you could work with her behind the scenes, you know, uh, obviously behind the scenes because of the Diane situation, okay?

Abby: Mm. Right, right, right. (Clears throat)

Victor: I mean, make sure that she doesn't work so damn hard anymore, all right? Besides that, I think it would be a great way for you to gain some experience.

Abby: Yeah, um, I think there has to be a better way for me to help my sister than to put on a suit and become a mini-Vicki. I-I mean, I appreciate the offer and the opportunity, but if I'm gonna have a learning experience, it is not going to be on how to become a corporate drone.

Victor: Sit down. What do you have in mind?

Abby: (Sighs) I just want to feel like I'm getting somewhere. I want to feel like I'm accomplishing something, not just trying to shake sense into people who really, really don't want to listen to me, 'cause it is a big fat waste of time.

Victor: So tell me about it.

Abby: (Sighs) I don't know. I... I could go back to school.

Victor: That's interesting.

Abby: It's unpredictable. (Laughs) And I do like to catch people off guard. (Chuckles)

Victor: No, I hadn't noticed.

Abby: Yeah, well, furthering my education-- it would be constructive.

Victor: Uh-huh.

Abby: It would be positive for sure. It would be... it would be responsible.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Abby: I think I'm gonna do it. I think I am.

Victor: And there's nothing I can say to stop it...

Abby: (Laughs)

Victor: So, yes, good idea.

Abby: You know, actually, that feels really, really good.

Victor: Does it?

Abby: And it is way better than obsessing about Tucker and Diane and the video and how much does Deacon really know? And it's just--it feels good.

Victor: What do you mean, how much does Deacon know?

Abby: Deacon is... aware of my video confession.

Victor: Why am I hearing about that only now?

Phyllis: Why'd you call me here?

Deacon: Uh, the truth? I was... I was lonely. I just wanted to see your face. These are for you.

Deacon: (Grunts) (Exhales slowly)

Phyllis: Listen, this has gotta stop-- coming to my office, calling me, texting me, the visits. It's over.

Deacon: Are-- are you breaking up with me? Oh, come on, Phyllis. You can't break up with me. Not here. This is our place. See, I know what the problem is. The problem is that you think our place is that alley behind Gloworm, and I get it, too, because I mean, for me, too, those were some great memories, but I don't know, there's just something about this place, you know? It just really showed me how hot you are, you know? With that rock in your hand, chasing Diane all over the place.

Phyllis: Okay. All right, all right, all right, all right. You like torturing me. I get it. I get it. I've had my limit. It's over. I'll write you a check with a lot of zeros.

Deacon: (Sighs)

Phyllis: You can quit your job. You can leave the state. You can see your kid.

Deacon: Well, that's tempting, but that's not gonna do it.

Phyllis: I'm not having sex with you.

Deacon: (Chuckles) Honey, you already had sex with me.

Phyllis: I'm not having sex with you again.

Deacon: Could we talk like real people for a second, Phyllis? When did this happen to you? I mean, it's so sad that-- that you believe the only thing a guy would ever want from you is money or sex. I mean, I just--I feel like you've got a lot more to offer, you know? I just--

Phyllis: I am not offering it to you. Back off.

Deacon: Okay, I'm sorry. I will. (Sighs heavily) Um, oh, yeah, but before you go, um, what is that number? It's, uh, 9-1-- its 2 1's right? 9-1-1? Is that...

Sam: Well, Blue Smoke's gonna feel a lot better once the antibiotics kicks in.

Victor: Well, I appreciate that you were able to help out, because I was a little bit concerned about that horse.

Sam: I'm happy to anytime, Sir.

Victor: If you mean that, maybe you can do some work on the rest of the livestock while my vet is away. How's that?

Sam: Actually, I've been in contact with one of the local vets, and, uh, they promised to let me pick up some shifts while I'm in town.

Victor: Well, I think that's a great idea. You know, come by here, and you can stay in one of the cabins on the property.

Sam: Well, I appreciate the offer, Sir, but I'd rather not take up residence just yet.

Victor: Well, I know Segundo will be disappointed.

Sam: He kinda took to me, didn't he?

Victor: That dog trusts you implicitly, and I trust that dog's reaction.

Sam: Well, it's gettin' late. I better head back to the motel.

Victor: All right. If you get sick and tired of living in that motel, you know where you can stay, all right?

Nick: Can I see the picture? It's infrared, taken from above. The photographer was either in a tree, or the camera was, and he took the picture by remote.

Ashley: He had to be there physically at some point to pick up my phone. Is he still calling you?

Nick: (Sighs) Yes, and I'm getting texts now. And I have a new cell phone number.

Ashley: Oh, God, I've got such a horrible headache. I totally went off on Abby earlier.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Excuse me. Hey, Phyllis, what's up?

Phyllis: Hey, um, listen, I apologize. I'm gonna have to take a rain check. Um, I'm coming down with something.

Nick: You okay? I mean, do you need me to come pick up the girls?

Phyllis: No, no, it's okay. I have it covered. Um, um, uh, I'm just gonna rest. I-I'll see you tomorrow.

Nick: Okay, feel better.

Ashley: Did she cancel?

Nick: Yeah.

Ashley: This is so horrible having to keep this secret.

Adam: You should know better than to trust Phyllis.

Avery: What?

Adam: Eh, she's just trying to sell magazines. That's why she says I have evidence that could clear Sharon.

Adam: And that's her partner in crime, my brother Nicholas.

Avery: I know who he is.

Adam: Okay, then you know the players. You've done your homework.

Avery: It's part of the job. Why did you propose to Sharon?

Adam: Which time?

Avery: In jail.

Adam: (Sniffs) I don't know. Maybe it was the romantic setting.

Avery: And then you came to your senses?

Adam: That's right.

Avery: You rejected her, humiliated her.

Adam: I can't really go through with a marriage if my heart's not into it. That'd be dishonest.

Avery: Mm. You like the thought of her in prison, don't you? Suffering, alone.

Adam: I wouldn't say that.

Avery: No, you wouldn't say that, but it's true, isn't it?

Adam: Anyway, she's not alone. She's with Sam.

Avery: What are you gonna do when she comes to her senses, realizes no one ever loved her like you did?

Adam: It's too late.

Avery: Is that what you're waiting for? For her to beg your forgiveness, and then you'll suddenly come up with the memory card?

Adam: It's... too... late. When you flush something down the drain, you don't get it back.

Avery: You destroyed the evidence?

Adam: You misunderstood me. (Clicks lips) I was talking about Sharon and what she did to our relationship.

Avery: You destroyed the evidence.

Avery: (Sighs)

Avery: Sorry I didn't make it back the other day. It couldn't be helped.

Sharon: No, I-I figured.

Avery: I just ran into Adam.

Sharon: Well, has-- has he cooled off at all? Because I-I kind of thought that when he does, he might be willing to negotiate that memory card.

Avery: There is no more memory card. Adam destroyed it.

Avery: (Sighs) He told me himself. Not in so many words, but I could tell. The point was made clear.

Sharon: I can't believe it. I... I guess I hurt him a lot more than I thought I did.

Avery: Hurt him? He's stolen your future. He's keeping you from your children. He doesn't care if you ever see them again. Do you understand that? He doesn't deserve your sympathy, and if you give it to him, you are handing him a weapon to use against you. You're choosing to be a victim. Is that what you want?

Sharon: No, absolutely not.

Avery: Well, if you want to get out of here, you have to be strong, and strong enough to face the fact that the man you thought you knew and loved is as sick as they come.

Victoria: Hang on a second. Thanks. Can I get an iced vanilla latte, please? No, uh, I got the report. I just didn't get the link to the spreadsheet. That's-- that's what I'm talking about.

Adam: Sorry. She's just so dedicated to her job now that she has nothing else to fill those empty hours with.

Victoria: Uh, I'm gonna call you back.

Victoria: Talk about having empty hours to fill.

Adam: And they said your marriage wouldn't last. Oh, wait, it didn't. Tell me, was it the booze, the women, or the ponies?

Victoria: What is it about you that made Sharon turn to another man? I wonder.

Adam: Ooh. Oh, nice left hook, Sis. But it's a swing and a miss. See, I won't feel pain anymore. I just cause it, and I'm only gettin' started.

Ashley: There has to be some way we can trace those calls.

Nick: I doubt it. He's probably using a burn phone. It's untraceable. Hey, did this picture come in the mail?

Ashley: Yeah.

Nick: Was it sealed? Did he maybe lick it?

Ashley: D.N.A.

Nick: Yeah, I mean, it's worth a shot. We could get it tested.

Ashley: It is, definitely. I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get it.

Nick: Okay.

Deacon: Let me get this for you.

Phyllis: Oh, by all means.

Deacon: Chair.

Phyllis: So this is what you want? The girlfriend experience?

Deacon: I'd say that's a nice start.

Phyllis: So this is what you did to Amber. You blackmailed her into having sex with you like this, right?

Deacon: (Sighs)

Phyllis: If that's what makes your boat float. But to be honest with you, I don't look any more guilty than you do. You were at the park at the same time I was.

Deacon: Yeah, but, see, I left and I went back to work, and I can prove that. And then there's the other little fact that, um, I wasn't Diane's nemesis. As a matter of fact, I'd--I'd say that we were almost friends.

Phyllis: "Almost friends"?

Deacon: Yeah.

Phyllis: That's why you came to her aid when you saw us fighting.

Deacon: (Chuckles) Oh, yeah. I wasn't about to get in the middle of that catfight. I mean, after all, Phyllis, I-I just know what you would do.

Phyllis: I told-- I told you, I left. She went and hid, and I left.

Deacon: Yeah, right.

Phyllis: So let me-- let me get this straight. Let me just understand something here-- you were "Almost friends" with Diane, but you think I killed her, and that makes you hot?

Deacon: (Sighs)

Phyllis: That's creepy. That's quite disturbing.

Nick: (Sighs)

Phyllis: Excuse me.

Deacon: Uh...

Phyllis: Hi.

Nick: Hello. Feeling better?

Phyllis: Tha-- that over there-- that's just--that's not-- that's--that's-- are you here on a date?

Nick: No. I just bumped into Ashley.

Phyllis: Where is she?

Nick: She went upstairs to get something out of her suite.

Phyllis: She did, did she? She thought--

Nick: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: Her suite? She just got married. She has a suite?

Adam: Lookin' for Victoria? Uh, she just left. It's too bad, really. She seemed so empty and forlorn. (Clicks lips, inhales sharply) I hate to see her like that, really, but it should be no surprise. You have that effect on the women in your life.

Victor: What are you talking about?

Adam: Well, they either end up miserable like Vicki, drunk like Nikki, dead like Diane or Skye, or behind bars like Sharon. When it comes to women, you have the Midas touch.

Victor: Your concern is touching, son. But if I were you, I'd be worrying about yourself, okay? You're awaiting judgment by the S.E.C. you're the primary suspect in that murder investigation. You have no family, no work, no friends. So worry about yourself, Son. You're about as gone as Diane is. The difference is you don't know it yet.

Nick: You know, you should probably get back to your date.

Phyllis: He's not my date. No, and I-it's, um, none of your concern. Have I asked you why you keep bumping into Ashley and having these intense conversations with her?

Nick: Yeah, like, several times.

Phyllis: Okay, well, I should not have done that. That was wrong of me. We--we are not a couple. We're not a couple.

Nick: No.

Phyllis: We are--no. No. We're co-parents who have occasionally crossed the line.

Nick: Yes.

Phyllis: Well, that should stop.

Nick: But it probably won't.

Ashley: Are you okay? I heard you weren't feeling well.

Phyllis: I'm fine. I'm doing just fine.

Ashley: Good.

Phyllis: Yeah. How are you and Tucker? I hear you're living upstairs. Mm.

Deacon: Sweetheart, your champagne arrived. Hi, Guys.

Victoria: College, huh?

Abby: (Inhales sharply) Yep. (Sighs)

Victoria: Well, um, what would you study?

Abby: It almost doesn't even matter. It's about breaking out of my rut and trying something new since the old is so, so not working, but I think this happens to everybody, right? You get all into something, and you're like, "Yes, I am all about this now." Just like gladiator platforms. I had a closetful of them, and then you wake up one day, and you're like, "Mm... this just isn't who I am anymore." You gotta throw it all away and start fresh, right?

Victoria: Well, yeah, sure.

Abby: See, now you are the kind of person who holds on to things for way too long. I could look in this closet...

Victoria: Uh, I--

Abby: And I'm sure that I could probably find tons-- (Gasps)

Victoria: What?

Abby: (Groans) (Scoffs) (Shudders)

Victoria: You know, it was-- it was-- it was kind of supposed to be funny. It was--it was like a joke, kind of.

Abby: Mm. Now it's sad.

Victoria: (Sighs)

Abby: You need to do what I'm doing.

Victoria: I need to go back to college?

Abby: (Sighs) No, you need to start fresh, okay? And the first step is moving out of this house with all these memories. You know what? Come live with me.

Victoria: No, Abby. I love this house.

Abby: No... you love Billy, and you loved the dream, but everything in here is like a seriously painful reminder. If you won't move, then at least, I don't know, like, change it up in here. Make it your own, okay?

Victoria: Yeah, okay. I mean, that's something to consider, I guess.

Abby: Consider it. I'm going home to look at college courses online. I'm thinking astrophysics.

Victoria: Oh, perfect.

Abby: Thanks. (Chuckles)

Victoria: Yeah.

Abby: I love you. Mm.

Victoria: I love you, too.

Abby: Paint!

Victoria: (Sighs)

Victoria: (Sighs)

(Knock on door)

Sam: Oh, hey there. Sorry to show up without warnin', but, uh, I heard you might have a room for rent.

Ashley: You already think you know who it is, don't you?

Nick: I think it was Adam. He's already gotten away with murder before.

Ashley: You know what? I was thinking the same thing. And he's just twisted enough that he would enjoy torturing us like this. I'm so sorry that you're caught up in this mess, but you know what? It helps so much to have somebody to talk to. Thank you.

Deacon: (Chuckles) Well, this looks like real good luck for me, because if I remember, Phyllis, when you get jealous, I get lucky.

Phyllis: Come here. Come here. Come here.

Deacon: What?

Phyllis: (Whispering indistinctly) (Normal voice) (Laughs)

Deacon: (Clears throat) Yeah.

Phyllis: Mmm. Good champagne.

Deacon: Yeah.

Phyllis: I hope it set you back a week's pay. Good night.

Deacon: You're worth it.

Adam: Avery. You talked to Sharon? I'm assuming you gave her the rundown of our conversation.

Avery: You happy to have me twist the knife for you?

Adam: I have no interest in hurting Sharon. I'm over her. So is Nicholas. So is "Cowboy Sam." And soon, she'll be all alone. She's have no one to lean on but the do-gooder in the wrinkled shirt and the scuffed shoes.

Victor: Are those tears? Hmm?

Sharon: Don't let Avery find out. She'll have my head.

Victor: Has she not been supportive?

Sharon: No, she's-- she's been great. Thank you so much...

Victor: Okay.

Sharon: For hiring her for me. She wants me to be strong, and, um, I am. But some days are harder than others.

Victor: Mm. Sit down.

Victor: It breaks my heart to see you here, but you're not alone.

Sharon: I don't know what anyone can do that would make any difference.

Victor: Have you forgotten who you're talking to? Victor Newman is not in the habit of giving up or losing. I grew up in an orphanage. They tried to beat me down many times, but I always come back. I always fight back. I don't lose, and I don't give up. And I'm not gonna give up on you. I will not give up on you. I promise you that. You believe me, don't you?

Sharon: (Chuckles) Yeah.

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

Deacon: Phyllis, how many secrets can one woman have?

Lily: Hey, come here.

Noah: You lied about the memory card. There's proof on there that could get mom off the hook for murder, but you won't come forward with it?

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