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Episode # 9727 ~ Malcolm Resents Neil's Presence at Sofia's Sonogram

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Chloe: I cannot be late on my rent. How am I gonna make money? I'm in a tight spot. Do you have any work for me? I'm doing this on the side, so please don't call Quinn.

Jack: Bad news-- we lost Glen Torington.

Kay: Oh, come on now. Y-you're getting rid of him? He did such an outstanding job on--on the--the--the launch.

Jack: I would not get rid of my best man, Katherine. He resigned with health problems, no notice.

Kay: Well, can we promote, uh, from within?

Jack: No, no. I mean, they're all green.

Kay: Well, I will come up with some names, and, um, in the meantime, you start thinking, uh, out of the box. Even good managers, uh, you know, they can start from the least likely places.

Jack: Sure.

Gloria: I have tripled my client list since selling you the McMillan house. You are now my good luck charm.

Jack: She does have a way of brightening things up, doesn't she?

Gloria: Mm-hmm.

Genevieve: Good morning, Jack.

Jack: Genevieve.

Gloria: Shall I bring your champagne here?

Jack: Please join me.

Gloria: I'll bring an extra glass.

Jack: You will never guess what my first thought was this morning.

Genevieve: Why am I in this bed alone?

Jack: (Chuckles)

Genevieve: (Laughs) We can fix that.

Jack: Well, my day just brightened up.

Genevieve: Mm. Mine, too. Oh, hell. The buzz kill just walked in.

Genevieve: Mm.

Neil: Well, the good doctor. I haven't seen you around.

Olivia: Oh, you know, I've been traveling on business.

Neil: Mm-hmm. Still taking care of Sofia?

Olivia: Yeah, I am, and everything's going well. In fact, today's appointment is really just routine. I'm gonna review the blood test results and, um, do an ultrasound.

Neil: What time?

Olivia: You didn't know about this?

Neil: That Sofia took a blood test a few days ago? Yeah, I-I--but not-- no, not about this.

Olivia: Neil, can you just forget I said anything?

Neil: (Quietly) It's bad enough that you had to lie about the due date.

Olivia: (Quietly) I was trying to protect you and Malcolm.

Neil: Olivia, this baby could be mine.

Olivia: Shh. Neil.

Neil: I have every right to be at that appointment, and you know it.

Olivia: Look, if Sofia wants you to be there.

Neil: You know, hearing if I'm going to be a father shouldn't be left up to Sofia.

Olivia: I'm sure she's gonna tell you when she's ready to tell you what those results are.

Neil: Yeah? How--after everything you and I have been through, you're gonna--you're gonna turn your back on me and have an allegiance to Sofia?

Olivia: Neil, she's my patient.

Neil: And we are family.

Olivia: Yes, we're family. You don't think it was killing me lying to you like that? It was.

Neil: (Sighs) I shouldn't judge you for that. But I'm through with secrets, you know? I'm goin' to the hospital.

Olivia: Wait, wait, wait.

Neil: What?

Olivia: Why are you pushing this? I mean, those test results might not even be definitive.

Neil: Well, I'm praying that they are, and that we know without a doubt who fathered that child so we can all get on with our lives, Olivia.

Tucker: You thinkin' about your doctor's appointment?

Sofia: How do you know everything about me?

Tucker: I know when my executives request time off.

Sofia: (Sighs)

Tucker: Is it serious?

Sofia: The paternity-- we could find out for sure today.

Tucker: Are you ready for that?

Sofia: Well, I believe the baby is Malcolm's.

Tucker: So you're thinkin' positively.

Sofia: (Sighs) With every breath. (Chuckles) Olivia is gonna give us some good news, and then my gorgeous husband is gonna move back home, and we can work on healing and planning baby showers, and decoratin' the nursery and... please, God.

Tucker: You hold on to those good thoughts. Get outta here.

Sofia: Tucker, we're not even finished yet.

Tucker: No, don't worry about it. Believe it or not, I can remember your doctor's appointment, gross versus net receipts, and my own name, all at the same time.

Sofia: Sounds like the old Tucker.

Tucker: Well, my life might not be exactly where I want it, but, uh, I think it's gettin' there.

Sofia: You really feel like you're, uh, back?

Tucker: I'm back, ready to take on whatever comes.

Esther: Well, I'm making some tea. Would you like you some?

Paul: Oh, that would be nice. Thank you.

Esther: Okay.

Paul: I have a very big lead.

Kay: Tell me.

Paul: We could know by the end of the day the identity of Tucker's son.

Devon: (Sighs) You lookin' for Eden?

Noah: Uh, yeah. I guess she's not workin' today.

Hunter: Uh, what do you guys want to order? I'll get it.

Devon: Well, you know what? We can get coffee at the studio, Noah. Why are we meeting here instead of there?

Noah: So we can talk.

Devon: Talk about what? We've put in no recording time this week.

Hunter: Well, that's because you went to visit your mom, right?

Noah: Yeah, that and some other stuff.

Devon: Well, I get all that, but we still need to get our tracks into the label.

Noah: (Sighs) Look, I'm not gonna be able to finish the record.

Hunter: Why? Are you sick?

Noah: No, I... look, I took a job writing some promo music for Jack at Jabot.

Jill: Well, now. You two are beginning to ruin this restaurant for me.

Genevieve: (Scoffs) You are free to leave.

Jill: Oh, I plan to, "Crazy cakes." And you...

Jack: Me? What did I do?

Jill: You better watch it, because what she has may be catching, Jack.

Genevieve: (Laughs) You better hope that what I have is catching, Honey, because I've just seen the light.

Jack: What--is-- is all this about Colin?

Genevieve: I'm over him. She's not.

Jill: Ahh, she lies. And it goes way beyond that, Jack.

Jack: And w-where does it go?

Jill: She is just a train wreck waitin' to happen.

Gloria: Oh, Jill!

Jill: Oh!

Gloria: (Sighs) Please watch out.

Jill: (Sighs)

Gloria: If I wanted to dodge a bull, I'd go to Pamplona.

Jill: What a tremendous wit you have, Gloria.

Gloria: (Laughs) Thank you, Jill. Here you go, and I am so sorry.

Jack: Thank you.

Genevieve: Oh, it's not your fault.

Gloria: Eh, it's getting so I'm gonna have to hire a bouncer to keep the riffraff out.

Genevieve: (Laughs) You know, maybe we should start eating a little further away from Fenmore's, sort of avoid Jill.

(Cell phone alert chimes)

Jack: Hmm.

Genevieve: What? Business? Hmm?

Jack: Yeah. I'm short a marketing director and my workload's about to triple.

(Activates smart pad)

Genevieve: Really? Uh, may I?

Jack: Yeah. I asked an assistant to send me a list of options of promos we could do for the holiday line.

Genevieve: Mm-hmm. And this is what they came up with?

Jack: Yeah, this is the TV and magazine and print. Why did you say it that way?

Genevieve: Because it's primitive. You should be utilizing the social networks, the Smartphone apps.

Jack: You know, with a little more background, you would be the perfect person for this job.

Esther: There you go, Paul.

Paul: Oh, thank you, Esther.

Esther: You're welcome.

Kay: Well, I just don't understand it. Tucker and I both have like resources, yet he's been unable to locate the young man?

Paul: Well, we have not located him yet, either.

Kay: Maybe he just doesn't want to locate the boy.

Paul: Well, here. Take a look at this.

Kay: Mm. Who's the woman?

Paul: That is that notorious groupie that was in all those old photographs that I told you about. She was in all of those pictures about the time Tucker's son was born.

Kay: What's her name?

Paul: Her name is Amy Koslo, but everyone called her "Lollipop."

Kay: (Stammers)

Paul: Lollipop. Don't ask. I don't know.

Kay: But you were able to locate her?

Paul: Uh, well, she's traveling. She now gets paid to listen to music.

Kay: Mm. So you'll fly out and meet with her?

Paul: Actually, she agreed to a layover in Genoa City, so I'm going to meet with her, and, uh, I'm gonna pick her brain about the good ol' days.

Kay: When?

Paul: Today, at Gloworm.

Kay: Ahh, God, Paul. This woman may be the mother of my grandson.

Paul: Or at the very least, she may know who is. So I'll be in touch, okay?

Kay: Okay, thank you.

Paul: Jill, hi. How are you?

Jill: Hi. Good, thank you.

Kay: Uh, Jill? Jill? Jill?

Jill: Oh, Katherine, please, not now.

Kay: Uh, Jabot is in a very serious bind. Please, come, come, come.

Jill: So does it have to do with Fenmore's?

Kay: Well, not directly, but, uh, I believe you're just the solution I need.

Jill: Hmm.

Sofia: Hey. So a-are my test results in yet?

Olivia: Um, any minute now. Look, um, Sofia, there's something I need to tell you, but--

Sofia: Can you explain this to me one more time? I mean, if the RH antibodies in my blood have increased, that means...

Olivia: That Neil is definitely the baby's father.

Sofia: But if there's no change?

Olivia: Then the paternity can go either way.

Sofia: So if things st--stay the same, then Malcolm is definitely the father?

Olivia: Maybe. Uh, look, Sofia, earlier on today, I bumped--

Sofia: Look, I have loved that man for so long. And now that we're married and with this ultrasound, I hope he hears the heartbeat and sees those little arms and legs and... (Chuckles) Then maybe he'll remember that it was our love that made this.

Olivia: Yeah. Um, look, I bumped into Neil earlier, and I accidentally told him about the appointment. I'm--

Sofia: What? Look, he is not coming here.

Olivia: I apologize, Sofia, but look, I will not let him come in here and view the ultrasound unless you permit it.

Sofia: (Sighs)

Olivia: Okay, I'm gonna have my nurse keep him outside, okay?

Sofia: No, just let him in.

Olivia: You want him here?

Sofia: No, I don't want both of them here, but what am I gonna do? I wouldn't want to wait for an answer any longer than I've got to. Neil shouldn't have to, either.

Olivia: And Malcolm?

Sofia: God, I hate doing this. I know how much it's gonna hurt him seeing Neil.

Neil: Okay, that's cool. Guess I'll see you at the ultrasound then.

Malcolm: Sofia told you about that?

Neil: No, she didn't. She also didn't tell me about the paternity results that came in. But, Malcolm, I need to be there.

Malcolm: So, what? What, are you asking my permission now? Is that what you're doing, Neil? 'Cause if you're asking my permission, I'm gonna tell you to go to hell. I'm also telling you to stay far, far away from my woman and from my baby. Then again, might not be my baby. And she might not be my wife, not for much longer.

Neil: Wait, wait. Hold on. What are you talking about? You're gonna divorce Sofia? Why would you do that?

Malcolm: Because she slept with you.

Neil: Yeah, she slept with me when you guys were broken up, right? I know it's gonna take a lot of time-- time to heal this, but if I am the father, I would expect you to be there for this child.

Malcolm: The only thing I don't want to be a part of is you, Neil.

Neil: We're family. We're blood. Malcolm, we're brothers.

Malcolm: Which is exactly what should have kept you from sleeping with my woman.

Neil: You slept with my wife all those years ago. You know you did that. You did that to me!

Malcolm: So what are you sayin', Neil? What? What? Are we 10 years old now? What, are we goin' tit-for-tat? Huh? Is that what we're doin'? Tit-for-tat here? I do something to you, you do it back? Is that what this is?

Neil: No, no, no!

Malcolm: Huh?

Neil: I'm not saying that. I'm saying give me a little bit of something, give me a little bit of a pass here.

Malcolm: Neil, you don't get a pass! You don't get a pass for something that happened back in the day, especially for what happened back in the day, okay? Now--now Sofia and I, we might survive this. But as far as you and me are concerned, you ruined us.

Neil: Oh, yeah?

Malcolm: Yeah. Game on. Ball up. Ball up.

Neil: Come on. Come on.

Devon: You couldn't have given me any warning at all?

Noah: Look, I feel bad. I do. But this project with Resurrection--

Devon: It's our big break. Yeah.

Noah: It's not going anywhere, and--and the label's interest has been minimal.

Devon: Minimal? What are you talking about? They've been giving us space, Noah.

Noah: And because of that, we've been creatively stymied. (Sighs) Look, Jack can get my music heard on a national level. How could I pass that up?

Hunter: Noah, what about Devon?

Noah: I was gonna speak to Jack about bringing you on somehow.

Devon: Well, gee, thanks, Noah, but I'm, uh, I'm not gonna walk away from a solid record deal. And what are you gonna do about our contract?

Noah: Jack's taking care of that.

Devon: Okay.

Noah: Look, maybe-- maybe I could work on both projects simultaneously.

Devon: Yeah, they're not gonna go for that.

Noah: (Sighs)

(Cell phone alert chimes)

Noah: That's... that's Faith's sitter. I've gotta do something for her, but I'll be right back. Hunter?

Hunter: I'm-- I'm gonna stay here. You okay?

Tucker: Well, there's my protégé record producer.

Devon: (Inhales sharply)

Gloria: More champagne?

Genevieve: Oh, sure. Why not? There's less chance of spillage now.

Gloria: That woman is a nightmare, isn't she? And she made my poor late husband John's life a living nightmare.

Genevieve: John?

Jack: My father.

Gloria: May he rest in peace.

Genevieve: I didn't know that you two were married.

Gloria: Oh, yes. Oh, don't be fooled by all of this. I am so much more than a saloon keeper, a house hawker. Aren't I, Jack? (Chuckles) You and I will have to have lunch someday, and I'll tell you all my secrets.

Genevieve: (Chuckles) Sounds like fun.

Jack: A word to the wise-- tread carefully where Gloria is concerned. (Sighs)

Genevieve: I see there is a story there.

Jack: Ooh, it's a long and ugly story, but I'm not gonna get into that right now. I want to tap your brain some more.

Genevieve: I'm just fresh out of ideas.

Jack: Modesty just doesn't become you, Sweetheart. Talk to me.

Genevieve: Uh, retro is very big right now.

Jack: Mm-hmm.

Genevieve: How about a campaign that sort of capitalizes on old Hollywood glamour? You know, it's funny, when I channel-surf, I flip through everything, but if I see an old Hollywood musical, I stop.

Jack: Uh-huh. Keep talking.

Genevieve: So I don't know. Maybe 30-second spots with a... flashy, romantic dance with a woman with flawless skin and, uh, eye-popping makeup.

Genevieve: What?

Jack: Come work for me. Seriously.

Genevieve: (Scoffs)

Jack: Katherine just told me to start thinking outside of the box.

Genevieve: I don't think she meant that far out of the box.

Jack: Say yes.

Esther: Mrs. C., here's the mail.

Kay: Oh, thank you, Esther. You off to, uh, the pediatrician?

Esther: Uh, yeah, I'm gonna meet Chloe there.

Jill: Is this about Delia's cold?

Esther: Yeah, we just want to get it checked out.

Jill: I think it's so odd that Delia would catch a cold at this time of year.

Esther: Eh, kids pick up all sorts of stuff at day care. I'll be back soon.

Kay: Uh, Jill, I know your obligation to Fenmore, but I also know that you have a huge soft spot in your heart for Jabot.

Jill: Yeah, I just don't know why I would take on the headache of running the marketing for Jabot, answering to Jack, when I used to be the C.E.O. there.

Kay: Uh, because I need you in there more than ever now. You have to understand that Tucker is going to put everything he's got into regaining control of that company.

Jill: Ahh, and you're afraid that Jack won't be able to hold on to it.

Kay: Oh, Jack's priority is remaining C.E.O. at all costs, for heaven sakes. Whichever way the wind blows, that's-- that's how he's gonna bend.

Jill: So fire him.

Kay: He has a contract.

Jill: Contingent on what?

Kay: Certain goals.

Jill: And has he met them?

Kay: Exceeded them.

Jill: Okay, so you just want to get an edge on Jack to keep him in line.

Kay: I need a spy. That's you.

Jill: (Laughs) So my sole purpose would be to spy for you? Sorry, I am too busy and too talented.

Kay: Well, watching, um, watching after Jack is not your sole purpose. For heaven sakes. Look at the successful companies you have run. There's Fenmore's, Jabot, uh, Chancellor. And you would knock those marketing figures right into the stratosphere.

Jill: Well, thanks. But there has to be more in it for me.

Kay: All right. We'll, um, negotiate.

Jill: Great. The minute Jack slips up and you can void his contract...

Kay: Mm-hmm.

Jill: I want to be the C.E.O.

Kay: (Sighs) Well, I'll consider that.

Jill: No, no, no. No, I want it in writing.

Kay: (Stammers)

Jill: Katherine, we have argued over and over again against promises that you've made to me and you've conveniently forgotten.

Kay: You have my word.

Jill: Great, because I will not be strung along. I will not be some kind of rebound person for Jack or anybody else.

Genevieve: I find it amusing and flattering that you would want me for this job.

Jack: Then feel free to giggle and blush while you accept my offer.

Genevieve: (Sighs) But I don't need a job.

Jack: You can never have too much money.

Genevieve: I'm already a very wealthy woman.

Jack: Who's in the process of dumping her husband.

Genevieve: Post divorce, wealthier.

Jack: This is a great chance for you to establish yourself on your own without Colin.

Genevieve: It's also a great way for me to fall on my face, and I don't like to lose.

Jack: Neither do I. I also don't take no for an answer very well.

Genevieve: It's a multibillion-dollar company, Jack.

Jack: Yes, indeed, it is.

Genevieve: I think you need someone with experience in that position.

Jack: I do, and I have, and I will again. This is just a stopgap measure.

Genevieve: Interesting title, "Stopgap."

Jack: However, you may find that you like the job, or are, uh, particularly good at it. In that case, I could find something more permanent.

Genevieve: Uh-huh. I don't want a job.

Jack: Come to Jabot. I'll show you around. If you say no then, I will back off.

Genevieve: I already did say no.

Jack: But I haven't started persuading you yet.

Gloria: What can I get you?

Amy: White wine.

Paul: Uh, iced tea is fine, thank you.

Gloria: Perfect.

Amy: Paul, it's so good to meet you in person.

Paul: Yes, thank you for, uh, for making the stop for me.

Amy: Oh, sure. The timing's perfect. I'm on my way to see a rock band.

Paul: Oh, really?

Amy: One we just signed, yeah.

Paul: That's amazing. So you never lost your love for live music, huh?

Amy: No, I'm still like a starry-eyed teen. For most of my life, I've been able to hang in with the world's greatest musicians.

Paul: And one of the biggest, uh, music masterminds, too, huh?

Amy: Yeah, Tucker McCall. What do you want to know about him?

Paul: Well, um, I understand you two were very close when Tucker was first getting his start in music.

Amy: Yes, we were. Those were some really good times.

Paul: Can you tell me about them?

Hunter: (Sighs) (Clears throat)

Tucker: How's the recording coming, Devon?

Devon: Oh, it's-- it's coming along. Uh, have--Tucker, have you met Hunter Forlani?

Tucker: No, I haven't. Hunter Forlani-- that's a pretty name.

Hunter: (Chuckles)

Tucker: Did you grow up here?

Hunter: New York.

Tucker: So your folks still back there?

Hunter: Um, I-I don't-- I don't really know my parents, so I pretty much just grew up in foster care.

Tucker: Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Hunter: I mean, it's not that bad if you're placed with nice people.

Devon: Yeah, but when you're not, it's, uh...

Tucker: Well, it looks like you did all right for yourself.

Hunter: Yeah.

Tucker: You have nice friends. So tell me the truth. You like this man's music?

Devon: Oh, Boy.

Hunter: I love what I've heard so far.

Devon: Thanks.

Hunter: Yeah.

Tucker: Cool. All right. Listen, Hunter, um, would you give us just a minute?

Hunter: Yeah, sure.

Devon: Thank you.

Tucker: And why aren't you and Noah in the studio today?

Devon: Well, um, it looks like, uh, Noah has taken another job working for Jabot.

Tucker: What, music-related?

Devon: Yes. He's, uh, he's bailing on our project with Resurrection.

Tucker: Without runnin' it by me?

Devon: I guess Jack Abbott's people are gonna be handling all the legalities.

Tucker: (Scoffs)

Devon: Uh, but I am hoping to stay on. Uh, I'm a good producer, Tucker. And you know that this is my passion.

Tucker: Well, Devon, I am not in the business of keeping people employed out of charity.

Devon: Understood, and I'm--I'm not asking you to do that.

Tucker: Well, the lifestyle that comes with being in the industry can be sweet. Yeah, you like that, right?

Devon: Yes.

Tucker: I indulged in it myself when I was younger, but at the end of the day, we're out to make money-- bottom line.

Devon: I completely get that, and I promise you, I can earn my way. All I'm asking is for you to give me a shot.

Tucker: I already gave you a shot.

Devon: Well, Sir, give me one more.

Tucker: Okay. You bring me a brand-new artist, one with real star power.

Devon: I can do that. It'll take a little bit of time, but--

Tucker: No, you have 24 hours.

Devon: I have one day?

Tucker: Otherwise, and don't take this personally, you're out.

Neil: So no matter how these tests turn out, you're done with me. Is that what you're saying? We're not family anymore?

Malcolm: You've made sure of that.

Neil: All right. You know something? If I came around, Malcolm...

Malcolm: (Grunts)

Neil: If I came around, you can, too.

Malcolm: Ball up. See, Neil, what you don't understand is that... I'm the black sheep of the family, the troublemaker. Understanding is your job. (Breathing heavily)

Neil: I'm trying. I'm trying really hard to understand you here.

Malcolm: You screwed up, Neil. Own it! And even if that baby is mine, this is never gonna go away.

Kay: I don't know, Jill. I-I-I just can't guarantee you the C.E.O.

Jill: Well, then spy this.

Kay: But it's, uh, it's possible. You know, that is, if Jack doesn't meet his goals, then, uh, you're in.

Jill: And if he succeeds?

Kay: Then we will talk about finding you a bigger place in the company.

Jill: Unh, unh, unh. I want a contract.

Kay: Um... uh, you will have it in writing.

Jill: Good. Then I'll talk to Lauren.

Kay: Good. Then I want you to clear your calendar, and I want to put you in place quickly, keeping your eye on Jack before he does something that makes me want to slap him right upside the head.

Jill: (Chuckles)

Jack: And this... would be your office. Here.

Genevieve: Thank you.

Genevieve: Wow. (Sighs) Very impressive.

Jack: You'd have your own assistant, set your own hours, your own parking space, benefits.

Genevieve: I've got chills. (Chuckles) And since you've worked so diligently to sell it to me...

Jack: Your answer is...

Genevieve: Still no.

Jack: Wow, am I gonna have to pull out the big guns?

Genevieve: Right here? Right now?

Jack: You'd be working very closely with me.

Genevieve: I like close.

Jack: Yeah?

Genevieve: Mm.

Olivia: Name up here. There are some--

Sofia: (Sighs) Hi, Malcolm.

Malcolm: Hey.

Sofia: So... can we find out if we're gonna have a little boy or girl?

Olivia: We should be able to determine that, yeah. I'll be right back, okay?

Sofia: I'm so glad that you could be here for this.

Malcolm: Um, you know my brother was planning on showing up?

Sofia: I did not invite Neil.

Malcolm: Yeah, well, maybe you should have. There's a 50/50 chance that this baby might be his.

Sofia: And there's an equal chance that it's yours. I don't love Neil. I love you, Malcolm, and I want us to raise our baby together.

Malcolm: (Sighs) Listen, um, me being there for this baby if it's mine is one thing. But us being together...

Sofia: Malcolm. (Sighs)

(Door opens)

Malcolm: (Sighs)

Sofia: (Sighs)

Amy: I'd forgotten about this. What a phenomenal night. It was at the Troubadour. One of Tucker's bands was playing.

Paul: (Chuckles) Well--

Kay: Uh, may I join you?

Paul: Uh, sure. Amy, this is Katherine Chancellor.

Amy: Well, nice to meet you. You're Tucker's mom, right?

Kay: Yes.

Amy: I read about how he found you. How's he doing?

Kay: Well, improving, but he has a long way to go.

Amy: I don't know what help I can offer you. I certainly don't have any dirt to spill on Tucker.

Kay: Uh, were you, uh, romantically involved?

Amy: I wish. (Chuckles) No. I had a massive crush on him, but, nah. Tucker? Mnh-mnh.

Paul: So you-- you didn't even date?

Amy: No, not so much as a kiss.

Devon: (Sighs) Oh, my gosh, I don't want to blow this, but I mean, damn. It's not like I have the next Lady Gaga on speed dial.

Hunter: Why don't you look on, like, the internet or something for undiscovered talent?

Devon: 'Cause, Hunter, I only have 24 hours, you know? And it's-- it can't just be just an amazing voice. They've gotta have some serious talent to back it up.

Hunter: And Noah is the one-and-only person that you know that has that?

Devon: Actually, you know what? I think I do know someone.

Tucker: So did you get a hold of the minutes from that meeting? She what?

Amy: Tucker had a lot of girlfriends back then, but no one in particular.

Paul: Did you know any of the girls that Tucker hooked up with personally?

Amy: Well, there was one. In fact, I think she was at this show. Yes, there she is. You can only see her from behind, but this is her.

Kay: Mm-hmm. Uh, what is her name?

Amy: Well, they called her "Candy Cane." All the girls had nicknames back then.

Paul: Do you know what happened to her?

Amy: I wish I did. Candy was so in love with Tucker, but I don't think he realized. In fact, when she suddenly disappeared from the scene, there was a rumor going around that he'd gotten her pregnant.

Paul: Do you think the rumor was true?

Amy: Well, if she was preggers, Tucker either kept it under wraps, or didn't know about it.

Sofia: (Sighs) How does everything look?

Olivia: The little guy looks healthy.

Neil: Little guy?

Malcolm: Does that mean...

Sofia: Ohh.

Olivia: Mm-hmm. It's a beautiful baby boy.

Sofia: A son.

Devon: So please call me right when you get this message.

Noah: So what'd I miss?

Devon: What did you miss? You missed, uh, me telling Tucker that you took another gig.

Noah: Well, what did he say?

Devon: He said find him a new artist within 24 hours, or I can pack up and leave.

Noah: (Sighs) Harsh.

Devon: Yeah.

Hunter: Yeah, it was pretty intense.

Noah: So what are you gonna do?

Devon: Well, lucky for me, I, uh, I think I have a potential star in my own family.

Noah: Ana?

Hunter: Wait, do you think your sister's gonna agree to do it?

Devon: Oh, hell, yeah. Absolutely. With that voice, I know I could turn her into the next Beyoncé. I mean, really, it sucks, you know, to lose you, but, you know, this might be the best thing that could happen.

Neil: A boy.

Malcolm: Yeah. Pretty amazing.

Sofia: (Sighs) Where's Olivia?

Neil: Oh, she went to, uh, check on the test results.

Malcolm: We still have to find out whose boy you're carrying.

Olivia: This could determine who the father is.

Gloria: Excuse me, but I have to go meet some new real estate clients, so if you need anything else, the bartender will take care of you, okay? And, Amy, peace.

Paul: (Chuckles)

Amy: (Laughs) Oh, nice people in this town, but I better get back to the airport.

Kay: Well, thank you for your input.

Amy: I have to ask. What exactly are you trying to find out?

Kay: Well, we're mainly trying to clean up some of Tucker's affairs, and, uh, there's been issues since his accident.

Paul: You know, and he's such a-a public figure that it's not easy.

Kay: Right.

Amy: Well, next time you see Tucker, would you please tell him hello from Lollipop?

Kay: Lollipop?

Amy: Yeah. (Laughs)

Paul: Uh, I'll walk you out?

Amy: Okay.

Paul: We'll be in touch.

Kay: Yes, yes.

Tucker: What the hell are you up to now?

Genevieve: Ahh, let's see.

Jack: Yes, it's that simple.

Genevieve: (Laughs)

Jack: Yes.

Genevieve: Yes?

Jack: Yes, Jack. (Laughs)

Genevieve: (Gasps)

Jack: Jill, what are you doing here?

Jill: Well, I am the new head of marketing, as per Katherine.

Genevieve: That's funny. I'm the new head of marketing, as per Jack.

Jill: Not if I toss your ass first.

Jack: (Grunts)

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

Colin: You want your mother and I to come back to Australia with you?

Cane: Well, isn't that what you always wanted?

Tucker: You started this war, and I'm gonna finish it.

Kay: Good luck.

Cane: I wanted to say good-bye.

Lily: Wait, you're leaving?

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