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Episode # 9739 ~ Billy Gets Good News From Victor

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Emma

Abby: (Sighs) Hi. Mwah. Thank God you came. (Sighs)

Victor: Your call had me concerned. What happened?

Abby: I screwed up in an epic way. I have been up all night just hating myself and trying to figure out how to fix it, and I-- I really need your help.

Victor: Okay, calm down, okay? Tell me what happened, and I'll sort it out.

Abby: Okay, I accidentally helped the police, and now they... (Sighs)

Victor: What?

Abby: Thy might-- they might suspect Mom of murder.

Victor: (Sighs)

Abby: Mom, I don't want to hear this. I--no, no, no, you can’t. Seriously, don't say another word, Mom.

Ashley: Abby, I can't keep it inside anymore, Abby! Stop it!

Abby: Mom don’t another word!

Ashley: I was in the park that night, and something I did has come back to haunt me.

Ronan: Mrs. McCall, it's Detective Malloy--again. I hope you're getting my messages. I'm expecting you in my office this morning. If you're having a problem with transportation, why don't you call me? I'll have a squad car bring you down to the station.

Tucker: Any sign of Abby?

Ashley: No. I tried everywhere. No word from her since I confronted her about the wire.

Tucker: She panicked. Why else would she take off the minute you showed her that mic?

Ashley: Because she knows how upset I'm gonna be with her.

Tucker: Abby's not afraid of a scolding. Something else made her run.

Ashley: I don't know what else it could be.

Tucker: Well, Malloy keeps callin' here for you. If that mic was his doing, maybe he found something he wanted. Did my name come up in connection with Diane’s death?

Ashley: Why would it?

Tucker: Well, I can call my attorney just in case.

Ashley: No, we don't need attorneys. We had nothing to do with Diane’s murder. We need to find Abby.

(Cell phone rings)

Tucker: That's probably Malloy again.

Ashley: I'm just gonna deal with this face-to-face. Let me know if you hear anything from Abby, okay?

Colin: (Groans) Pound that through my head, why don't you?

Gloria: Look, we can't just sit around waiting to be rescued like damsels. We gotta save ourselves, Colin.

Colin: (Sighs) I was gettin' all excited about the prince thing. Genevieve would not have put me here if there was a way out.

Gloria: I've got no bars. I've got no contact with the outside world.

Colin: Rest easy, Sweet Stuff. We will be rescued. But by a princess, a queen, an Amazon.

Gloria: You mean Jill? Ha! (Laughs) Now that's funny. She ain't comin' for you.

Jill: (Singsongy) "Told you I would keep him away from you. G."

Jill: (Normal voice) Colin, Colin. You are a rotten son of a bitch.

Chloe: Do you know that once I had a dream that I was on pinker ton, and we were-- we were riding, and we were racing against McRuff, and we won.

Delia: (Giggles) Daddy was wearing a hood.

Chloe: And now you're awake, and everything's just fine.

Kevin: Your laptop.

Billy: Thank you. (Sighs)

Kevin: Victoria had asked me to check it out, see if you'd left any clues about where you disappeared to.

Billy: Thanks.

Kevin: For lying to her? Not telling her that you're back?

Billy: Yeah, well, that, and, uh, helping me see DeeDee last night.

Kevin: Yeah, about that-- Delia saw you. Right after you left, she told Chloe she had this dream that Daddy was there.

Billy: (Sighs)

Kevin: Yeah, so if you're gonna go with this whole cloak-and-dagger "I'm not here" routine, you can't go to see her again. I'm just saying, if the whole thing is that you can't be seen, well, then you can't be seen. Or you can. That's--that's up to you.

Billy: (Sighs) Delia's great, isn't she? She's just as funny as her mom, but no snark yet. Hell, she's even prettier. But I can't mess with her head and, uh, make her think she's dreaming when she's not, so, no, I won't see her again.

Kevin: You’re being rational. What gives?

Billy: Rational? No, Man, I'm... I'm really not rational. I'm pretty far from rational. I'm just a guy who's stuck in a trailer, who can't see his sick kid, and I can't blow raspberries on her stomach or make her doll burp the alphabet. That might sound a little silly to you, but she just thinks that's hilarious. No, I'm just a guy who misses his kid. A man's stuck in a trailer. I'm really not rational.

Chloe: "And Bumpy the camel was quick on his feet. He gathered up hundreds of waffles to eat."

Delia: My head hurts.

Chloe: It hurts? Let me see. Come here. Um, you know what? Um, I forgot to ask the nurse for some more juice, so I'm gonna go get us some juice, okay? You stay right here.

Ashley: I was there that night in the park, the night Diane was killed.

Abby: Mom, stop.

Ashley: Abby. What I did--I'm in trouble.

Abby: I-I can’t listen to this.

Ronan: Abby cut you off there like she was protecting you from saying too much. Why is that?

Ashley: (Sighs)

Ronan: (Scoffs) So you lied to me about being with Tucker all night. Then you lied to me about exactly when you were in the park. And now I find out that you did something that came back to haunt you. What was that? Something to Diane? (Chuckles) I really need to thank you... (Thumps hands on desk) For all of your help on this case. Sincerely. I mean, you blew Tucker's alibi to pieces. That phone call that Nick Newman made to you blew his alibi to pieces and his ex's alibi. But it's that phone call. That phone call is curious to me. What was it about? Why? What'd you guys say to each other? Was it before or after you saw Diane? What were you doin'? Were the two of you coordinating the disposing of body? Show me. Show me how you hit Diane in the head with that rock. Come on. Show me. Show me how you hit Diane in the head until she was dead.

Abby: My word wasn't good enough for Malloy. He asked me to wear a wire and to get Tucker to say something incriminating, which would get him out of my mom's life for good.

Victor: You didn't record Tucker?

Abby: Mom was so upset. She confided in me that she was in the park the night that Diane died. I was terrified what was gonna come out of her mouth next.

Victor: Were you afraid she would confess?

Abby: No, no, of course not Mom--Mom didn't kill Diane. It had to be Tucker.

Victor: But, Sweetheart, if she didn't say anything about the murder, then I don't think any damage was done.

Abby: Oh, yeah, except that Mom found the microphone I was wearing.

Victor: How’d you explain that?

Abby: I didn’t. I bolted as soon as she asked me. I-I--this was all about how dangerous Tucker is, okay? Not my mom.

Victor: Sweetheart, your obsession with Tucker McCall is clouding your good judgment. Don't worry about that so much. You stay away from that Malloy guy all right? Stop confiding in anyone outside of our family.

Abby: (Sighs)

Victor: You remember the last time there were some issues that came between us?

Abby: Yeah.

Victor: Okay.

Abby: I was terrified I was gonna lose you, and I can't lose my mom, either.

Victor: Well, you're not gonna lose her. You go and apologize to her, and stay away from Malloy. I will take care of the rest, all right?

Colin: So... why do you think Jill... isn't looking for me?

Gloria: Well, considering she has proof that she has proof that you skipped town with your ex...

Colin: (Stammers) Why would I go anywhere with Genevieve?

Gloria: Because passion never dies, my friend. Jill has a lot of faults, but she's no fool.

Colin: So this is all about keeping me from Jill. (Chuckles) Genevieve really is obsessed.

Gloria: Colin, maybe she's trying to protect you from Jill, who is man-hungry and always on the prowl, which is kind of creepy to watch.

Colin: Okay. So we've established that my well is poisoned. Who's looking for you?

Gloria: My men. And they will never give up as long as a loved one is missing. T-shirts and fliers and tearful pleas on TV.

Colin: This is great. So when are they gonna figure out you're here?

Gloria: Jeffrey's in Vegas, and we kinda had a little tiff. Why are so--men so blind when it comes to Jill?

Colin: All right, the staff at Gloworm, yes?

Gloria: They adore me. (Scoffs) I told them I needed a few days of "Me" time.

Colin: (Sighs) And what about your sons?

Gloria: Aha. Oh, believe you me, they'll notice when I don't return their calls.

Colin: Today? Tomorrow? 2012?

Gloria: When is your son Cane coming to find you?

Colin: This might be a good time to change to a white. What do we got? (Sighs) Well...

Colin: Hey!

Gloria: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! What is happening? Whoa! (Gasps)

Colin: Well, well, well.

Gloria: (Gasps)

Colin: Holy craps table, Batman.

Gloria: (Sighs)

Tucker: Hey, Jill. Nice to see you again.

Jill: Tucker. Go ahead, Tucker. Shine your glorious light all over me, and then do something absolutely reprehensible. 'Cause, after all, you are a man.

Tucker: Okay. How about I buy you another one of those, and maybe we can talk?

Jill: No, no, sit, sit.

Tucker: Okay.

Jill: Colin took off with his ex.

Tucker: Aw. I'm sorry about that. You always seemed to have, uh, you know, kind of a nice connection.

Jill: (Scoffs) Tell that to all the harpies in my life. You know something? You were the only one at my engagement brunch that didn't offer me a dire warning. (Sighs) Katherine’s gonna have a field day with this.

Tucker: (Scoffs) Pay no mind to that particular harpy. I never do.

Jill: (Laughs) Sure you don’t.

Tucker: No, I don’t. I keep my distance from that busybody who feels the need to control and withhold and punish.

Jill: Oh, my God. That is so true. (Bangs on tabletop) I told her that earlier. I told her it was downright dangerous how she meddles in other people's lives. Case in point, I just found out that she's been poaching in your fields again.

Tucker: Oh, you mean Jabot? That'll be out of her talons and back in my stables in no time.

Jill: No, she's poached from your musical division... although to be fair, you did fire the young man.

Tucker: You talkin' about Devon? Katherine took him on?

Jill: Yep. And you can bet she's not gonna let him go.

Tucker: (Sighs)

Devon: (Sighs) Abby, what's up?

Abby: Hey.

Devon: What's wrong with you? You a little twitchy about something?

Abby: A little? Or--or totally? Because if I'm coming off as just a little nervous, then I'm an amazing actress.

Devon: All right, so spill it. Come on. You can do it.

Abby: Okay. As previously discussed, Tucker is an ass who should be nowhere near my mother. And I thought I found an avenue to make that dream a reality.

Devon: But?

Abby: Now my mom might be in trouble because of me.

Devon: What do you mean, she might be in trouble? Why don't you know for sure?

Abby: 'Cause I'm too chicken, and I haven't talked to her yet. I'm afraid that what I might find out is she's never gonna forgive me for what I've done.

Ronan: What does it sound like when a rock cracks a skull open? Did she beg? Or did she whimper? Did her body twitch a little while she was dying?

Ashley: Look, it wasn't like that.

Ronan: Then what was it like?

Ashley: Okay, I saw Diane. But when I left her, she was very, very much alive.

Ronan: And did you argue?

Ashley: Yeah, we argued.

Ronan: About her sleeping with your husband? Yeah, your daughter told me about that. Murder out of a heat of passion. These things happen.

Ashley: Is that what you think happened? Then why haven't you charged me? I'll tell you why-- because you don't have anything. You have nothing but conjecture, and we're done here. If you want to talk to me again, you don't call me. You don't call my husband. Call my attorney, okay?

Ronan: I saw your nephew at the memorial. The kid's pretty torn up. I mean, why wouldn't he be? Somebody murdered his mother. And every day, he must be sitting there wondering, who? Why? Is it someone I know? Is it someone I love? Imagine your own daughter. Would you want her suffering like that?

Ashley: Good-bye, Detective.

Ronan: (Sighs)

Ronan: Ashley McCall is just now leaving my office. Have her tailed, just like her daughter.

Kevin: Chloe has been telling Delia that you're out of town and that your phone is broken. It's not like Delia thinks you don't love her.

Billy: Am I there, Man? Am I with her?

Kevin: You might be the one who saves her.

Billy: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's you, not me. It's you who's going to be tested. It's you who might be the bone marrow donor. As far as the world's concerned, it's you, not me.

Kevin: What? You think I'm enjoying this? Standing in for you?

Billy: (Sighs)

Kevin: Pretending that I have no idea where you are? But you and Victor tell me that this is how it has to be, so I'm keeping my mouth shut. I'm playing my part. And that means you have to do the same thing. Besides, it's not like any of this is happening without your permission.

Billy: There's not one second that goes by that I don't realize how I got myself here.

Kevin: How'd you get yourself here, Billy? Tell me. What happened while you were gone? What does Victor have on you?

(Knock on door)

Ronan: Come in.

Ronan: Mr. Newman. What brings you by?

Victor: You left town a while ago under rather... unusual circumstances. I guess you're keeping the reasons for that departure private, aren't you?

Ronan: So this is a personal visit?

Victor: You approach my daughter again, and I'll find out what those reasons were. Everyone has secrets, Mr. Malloy. Don't you forget it.

(Cell phone vibrates)

Victor: What do you have for me?

Woman: Lab results are in for Kevin Fisher.

Victor: Good. Thank you.

Gloria: Oh.

Colin: (Laughs)

Gloria: Whoa! (Sighs) It's like a-- it's like a speakeasy out of a movie.

Colin: The builder was a man after my own heart.

Gloria: Well, which means there’s gotta be a-a trapdoor or a spinning wall or maybe some kind of candlestick.

Colin: A trapdoor. Yeah, a place to bring the booze in and out. That makes sense.

Gloria: Yeah, yeah. Whoa.

Colin: I thought I'd gone through this place top to bottom.

Gloria: And I think you missed a place. Look at this. Oh, come on, lucky 7s. Lucky 7s!

Colin: A thing of beauty, my dear.

Gloria: I can feel the fresh air, and...

Colin: Snake eyes.

Gloria: (Sighs)

Chloe: Well, I'm sure that Bumpy the camel gets fevers all the time, right? And then the doctor comes and says-- what does--what does the doctor tell Bumpy?

Dr. Larson: A slight fever is to be expected since the treatment affects the immune system. So Delia will have lots to drink and more ice pops, and the nurse will check on her. But Delia and Bumpy will both be fine.

Chloe: Um, there are a lot of, um, donor drives going on all over town, so I'm--I'm hoping that we're gonna get some good news soon.

Dr. Larson: I haven't heard anything yet, but there are results still pending. Hold a positive thought.

Chloe: Tha--tha-- thank you, Dr. Larson. Say, "Thank you."

Delia: Thank you.

Dr. Larson: You're welcome.

Chloe: Okay. You want to lay down? Yeah? Get comfortable. There. There you go. (Sighs)

Chloe: (Sighs) (Sighs) Hi, Kevin, um, it's Chloe. Uh, Delia has a fever. The doctor said that she's fine. But, you know, I'm kind of freaking out, so can you call me back when you get a chance? Okay, bye.

(Cell phone rings)

Chloe: Hello?

Ronan: Hey, hi, it's--its Ronan. I'm, uh, I just wanted to check in with you.

Chloe: Yeah, hi. Um, I-I--we're fine. I'm--I'm fine, "Fine," being relative. (Sighs)

Ronan: You don't sound fine. What's going on?

Chloe: Delia has a-- has a fever, and the doctor said that she's fine, but, I mean, I'm--I'm just a-- I'm a head case right now.

Ronan: Okay, I'm gonna be there in ten minutes, okay?

Chloe: No, don’t. I'll--I'll just be peeling myself off the ceiling. Don't leave work.

Kevin: Whatever Victor has on you, you were gonna tell me before he walked in. He's not here now.

Billy: Do you think we had a moment there, Buddy?

Kevin: (Sighs)

Billy: Believe me, we didn't have a moment. Victor's got nothing on me. I'm here right now away from them because eventually, I will leave again. And as big of an ass as you say that I am, I'm not gonna put my daughter or Vicki through that again, okay? Does that work for you?

Kevin: Really? Okay, all right. So you're acting all mopey and miserable because you're convinced that it has to be that way? I think that's a load of crap.

Billy: Hey, look who it is. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm happy to see you.

Victor: (Sighs) I have the results. You're a donor match, Billy.

Kevin: (Sighs)

Victor: And you, Kevin, will go tell Chloe that you are a match.

Kevin: (Sighs)

Devon: So you're still not calling your mom?

Abby: (Sighs) I am working my way up to it. Why don't you tell me about your exciting plans?

Devon: Well, I am meeting a new artist here soon, and it's very nice, 'cause Katherine, she really trusts my judgment, so I can sign pretty much whoever I want.

Abby: You are so mogul.

Devon: (Laughs)

Abby: You are. Neil must be stoked that you're team Chancellor.

Devon: Or he thinks, uh, I should work my way up and pay more dues.

Abby: Seriously?

Devon: Yeah. He's never really been that thrilled about the music thing, but he's always supported me 'cause he just knew it was in my heart. But this time, I don't know what's up with him.

(Footsteps approach)

Devon: That's my meeting. I'm sorry, I...

Abby: Mm.

Tucker: So Katherine’s in the music business now? What the hell does she know about music?

Jill: Devon seems to know a lot about music.

Tucker: Mm. Yeah. She latched on to him just to flip me off.

Jill: I don't know. Maybe she sees something in him that you didn't have the patience to nurture.

Tucker: Devon isn't the point here.

Jill: Maybe not to you. I shouldn't have said anything. It was a mistake.

Tucker: Okay.

Jill: Do you know that you and I have a lot in common? No, no, no, for a long time, I thought Katherine was my mother, and you really are her son. So she has a lot of impact on us, whether we like it not.

Tucker: Not on me.

Jill: Good, okay. But if you decide to go over there and blow her out of the water with this, please don't mention my name.

Tucker: Okay, I won’t. But Devon should know what it is he's gettin' into.

Chloe: (Quietly) I thought I told you not to come.

Ronan: (Quietly) I guess I'm just a rebel. How is she?

Chloe: She has a fever, and I don't know. The--the doctor's not freaking out, so...

Ronan: No matches yet

Chloe: Does it look like I found a match?

Ronan: No, it doesn’t. I'm sorry. I know firsthand how hard the waiting around for a match is.

Chloe: If I hadn't been with you at that motel, then I would have been home with my kid. And if I hadn't fought for sole custody and won, then Billy would be here getting tested, so let's just not pretend this isn't my fault, okay?

Ronan: Listen, the world sucks sometimes, and there's nothing that we can do to prevent that. The only thing we can do is fight right now to make it better.

Chloe: I just want to take the blood--the bad blood cells and just put them into my own. That's all I want to do. I just want to take it out.

Ronan: Hey, it's not your fault. It's not your fault.

Chloe: (Sobs) Yes, it is. (Sniffles) (Sobs) (Sniffles) (Sighs) Makeup all over my face?

Delia: Mommy?

Ronan: You look beautiful.

Chloe: (Sighs)

Ronan: (Normal voice) Hi.

Chloe: (Normal voice) Hey, Sweetie. Hi, you. Look who's up. Hey, you see who came to visit you?

Ronan: Hi. How you doin'? Yeah? (Laughs)

Chloe: (Chuckles) She's tired.

Ronan: Yeah. I just came to visit and say hello. And I'm actually gonna bring your mommy something to eat real fast, okay? And, uh, I'm already on my way out to grab it so there's no argument. I'll see you guys in a minute.

Chloe: We are really lucky, huh? We've got some awesome, awesome friends. You know, if McRuff could just have some awesome friends like that, right?

Ronan: I guess I should have grabbed a third coffee.

Kevin: What are you doin' here?

Ronan: Delia had a fever. Everything's under control now, though just Chloe needed a little help.

Kevin: She's got plenty of help, so you're off the hook.

Ronan: Make sure she eats.

Kevin: I've got it covered.

Chloe: Oh. Hi, you're here. You got food?

Kevin: No, Ronan brought food. You called him?

Chloe: He called me right after I called you and you didn't pick up your phone.

Kevin: I'm sorry. I-I was, um, I got hu-- is she okay?

Chloe: Yeah, she-- she's okay. Thanks for asking. Look, don't get all indignant because Ronan was here when you were all hung up, okay? And what was so important that you couldn't answer your phone?

Billy: I'm a match, so Delia’s gonna be okay?

Victor: You bet. That's match, okay? And she will be okay, all right? The fear you felt before and the relief you feel now is the indication of how much you love your daughter. That'll never change. She will always mean the most to you. And Victoria will be very happy to know that Delia will be well.

Billy: So you did this as much for Vicki as you did for Delia.

Victor: What if I did?

Billy: Thank you.

Victor: Good. Then we understand each other, Billy, and you know what has to happen next.

Gloria: You know, you'd think with your résumé, you'd be pretty good at this B and E stuff, this "Breaking and Exiting."

Colin: My skill set is varied. Now shut up and let me concentrate.

Gloria: Just be careful. That wasn't a cheap file.

Colin: Are we putting a price on freedom?

Gloria: When I get outta here, I am gonna take a nice, hot bath and eat a big bowl of pasta.

Colin: Oh, damn it. I've broken it off, and it's stuck in the lock.

Gloria: (Sighs) Can you get it out?

Colin: That's the part that's stuck, Gloria.

Gloria: Listen, I like being svelte. I don't want to be a skeleton, so now what?

Colin: Well--

Gloria: Aah! Oh! Oh!

Colin: Hey, there's someone out there. Hey, let us out!

Gloria: Food! It's food! Food!

Colin: Whatever Genevieve’s paying you, I'll triple it.

Gloria: Tuna fish. It's perfect. Pure protein.

Colin: (Laughs)

Gloria: (Sighs)

Colin: Oh, you gotta hand it to Genevieve. She's knows I hate tuna fish.

Gloria: Good. More for me.

Colin: (Sighs) (Laughs) Well, then... (Sighs) Bon appétit.

Jill: So this isn't from your cellar, and you don't know who sent it? (Sighs) And no note?

Devon: Very nice to meet you. See you soon. (Sighs)

Tucker: Hey, Devon. Mind if I sit?

Devon: Be my guest. You know, you're gonna be hearin' a lot from that guy that just left.

Tucker: Great. Right now, I'd like to talk about you.

Ronan: So did you trail Ashley back to her place? Did she go straight home?

Woman: Made a detour at the dumpster out back first.

Ronan: Really? Okay. Well, let's see what was worth a special stop.

Ronan: (Scoffs) (Chuckles)

Ashley: So are you here to apologize, or finish the job you already started?

Chloe: I mean, sure. You have a life, okay? I-I-I get that. And maybe--maybe it's "Spray tan girl" or you were at work, or maybe you were playing that stupid game that you like with the pelicans.

Kevin: Just shut up for two seconds please.

Chloe: What's wrong? You--you look awful. Are you sick? You know that you can't be sick in her room.

Kevin: No, Chloe, I'm not sick. I'm not. I'm--I'm a match.

Chloe: You're what?

Victor: It'll be a few more weeks before you can leave again. Until then...

Billy: Yeah. Sit very, very, very still. I got it.

Victor: You understand the reason, don't you? It's best for my daughter Victoria, and it's best for Cordelia that you don't come in and out of her life. It'll only confuse her.

Billy: And Victoria is strictly off-limits. Yes, Sir. You never get tired of saying that.

Victor: There are a number things I have to take care of I'll be back soon, and I would suggest you consider yourself a lucky man. It isn't very often that a parent is a perfect donor. Maybe now your pathetic existence isn't totally without reason.

Billy: (Sighs)

Next on "The Young and the Restless”

Tucker: Stupid little girl! You have any idea what you've done?!

Billy: You know what I should do? Walk right past you, go to the hospital, and go sit with my daughter!

Kevin: Victoria... (Sighs) There's something you should know.

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