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Episode # 9847 ~ Jack Starts His Rehabilitation

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Jack: So I'm right, aren't I? Victor's using Anita and Chelsea to mess with Billy's marriage.

Nikki: Yeah, well, you must have talked to Victoria and Billy.

Jack: When they stopped by earlier, they said you were defending the great man's honor. What changed your mind?

Nikki: Oh, well, I found out purely by chance that Victor lied to my face about even knowing them.

Jack: I'm sorry he let you down again.

Nikki: Yeah, well, you know, when am I gonna figure this out? I can't figure this out?

Jack: He is never gonna change, Nikki. You know that, don't you?

(Knock on door)

Victor: Well, the lady is right on time.

Genevieve: Who am I to keep the master waiting?

Victor: Please come in.

Genevieve: My. When you invite a girl to dinner, you don't kid around.

Victor: (Chuckles)

Genevieve: (Laughs)

Victor: I will ring you when we need you. Thank you.

Victor: Some champagne?

Genevieve: Of course. Clos du Mesnil 1995. You have done your homework. (Laughs)

Victor: Thank you.

Genevieve: So tell me, do you usually conduct business this way?

Victor: This is how I conduct business with you.

Paul: So Anita's got a record a mile long. She's your basic grifter. She's pretty much small-time, but she's been running these scams her entire adult life.

Victoria: That's lovely. What about Chelsea?

Paul: Well, they've been a mother/daughter team since Chelsea was a kid. She has a rap sheet, too, but it's not nearly as extensive as Anita's.

Billy: So how dangerous are they?

Paul: Well, knowing what you're up against helps, but if they were under my roof, I wouldn't take my eyes off 'em.

Anita: Mmm, that was good!

Chelsea: You have just blown our entire cover to hell, and you're talking about food?!

Anita: I haven't blown anything. Victor brought us to town. The secret's out. So what? It doesn't affect our situation, not as long as we have the goods.

Chelsea: (Sighs) How can you be so blasé about this? Oh, my God, what if Billy and Victoria decide to throw us out on the street?

Anita: No, they won't.

Chelsea: How do you know that, Mother?

Anita: All right. Let's go find them and put this to rest. I know exactly how to handle them. Come on.

Chelsea: (Sighs)

Phyllis: Thank you.

Avery: I'm back.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, you are.

Avery: Is that all you have to say to me?

Phyllis: You want me to lie to you? Do you want me to say something I don't mean?

Avery: Okay, do you remember why I went home in the first place-- because our father is ill? Phyllis, don't you want to know how he's doing?

Phyllis: I don't want, nor do I need any updates on George.

Avery: (Sighs) He's our father, Phyllis. How can you not care?

Phyllis: If I wanted to be a part of our happy family in denial, Connecticut, I would have never left...

Avery: (Sighs)

Phyllis: But I left, Avery. I left, and I never turned back. What does that tell you? Please, please, please use that highly trained legal mind of yours and figure it out.

Avery: Okay, since you're obviously not gonna ask me, I'll tell you. He's dying, Phyllis. Our father is dying.

Victoria: So I guess the question is, now that we have all of this knowledge, what's the best way to use it?

Billy: Just keep doing what you're doing, divide and conquer.

Victoria: You know what I think? I think that Anita is really starting to annoy Chelsea, because Chelsea was on the verge of giving us the baby, and then her mother shows up and starts bossing her around.

Paul: You know, you're dealing with some very serious con artists here, and I wouldn't trust anything they say. And if-- I-if they do make you promises, I wouldn't believe it until I see it.

Billy: That's a good point. Oh. (Laughs) Three guesses who just walked in.

Anita: (Sighs) Sorry to interrupt, but I need to tell you something before you hear it from anybody else. The only reason Chelsea and I are here in Genoa City is because Victor Newman brought us here.

Chelsea: Oh, my God.

Billy: (Inhales sharply) Hey, have a seat. I'd love to hear all the details.

Nikki: You know, if it were just a father trying to protect his daughter, maybe I could understand that, but it's this obsession he has of trying to destroy Victoria's marriage, and Billy has proven that he deserves a second chance.

Jack: All right, Billy could cure world hunger. Victor would never approve of it. You know why? Because I'm Billy's brother.

Nikki: Yes, that would explain why he can't let it go, but it doesn't explain why he could look me in the eye and lie to me, and then when I wanted to discuss it with him on the phone, he would not.

Jack: So talk to him about it tonight.

Nikki: No, I can't, he's--

Jack: He's what?

Nikki: He's out of town.

Jack: Where is he, Nikk?

Nikki: (Sighs) Oh, Jack. He's in Paris meeting with Genevieve.

Genevieve: The Pissaladire was marvelous.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Genevieve: You have ordered all my favorites.

Victor: Mm-hmm. Just to say I... I enjoy pleasing my valued employees.

Genevieve: Mm. That's good to know...

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Genevieve: If I decide to come to work for you. But let's not talk about business anymore. We're in Paris, for God sakes.

Victor: Mm-hmm. This the first time you've been here?

Genevieve: You mean, because it's so far from Australia?

Victor: Yeah. You know, this is the city of museums-- the Louvre, the Pompidou, the Jeu de Paume, the Rodin... (Exhales quickly) It's wonderful.

Genevieve: The Rodin.

Victor: Yeah.

Genevieve: Sadly, closed for renovations, but, you know, what I've always gotten sort of a kick out of...

Victor: Uh-huh?

Genevieve: Is the Musée des Égouts de Paris.

Victor: Oh.

Genevieve: (Laughs) The Paris sewer museum.

Victor: The Paris sewer museum? I'll be damned.

Genevieve: Yeah, it sounds so much nicer in French, doesn't it?

Victor: Yes.

Genevieve: Just beneath the Quai d'Orsay.

Victor: Uh-huh.

Genevieve: If you're a Victor Hugo fan, it's a must-see.

Victor: Well, then, I suggest you give me the lowdown.

Avery: Dad's in hospice. Do you know what that means?

Phyllis: I know what hospice means, Avery.

Avery: And you still don't care?

Phyllis: (Sighs) I'm sorry that you're going through this. I'm sorry for you. I am. I'm sorry that you feel this way. I'm sorry.

Avery: Oh, my God. This isn't some friend of a friend. Phyllis, this is Daddy. You need to go see him before its too late.

Phyllis: What--before it's too late for what, Avery? Too late? Late for--for what? To--to--for him to say he loves me?

Avery: Is this--is this because of what you did to him?

Phyllis: Oh, my God.

Avery: Because you blew the whistle on him? Is that what this is about?

Phyllis: Oh, my God, this is absolutely ridiculous. This is ridiculous. (Sighs) He doesn't care if I come back.

Avery: That's not true...

Phyllis: He couldn't care less.

Avery: That's not true.

Phyllis: Really? Oh, okay. Did he ask about me? Ah, okay.

Avery: Okay, no.

Phyllis: Well, I was right again.

Avery: The only reason he didn't ask about you is because he thinks it's hopeless. I know, Phyllis, I know, if he saw your face, it would mean the world to him.

Phyllis: Oh, yeah, the-- you're delusional.

Avery: Please, Phyllis...

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Avery: You have to go to him. You have to go to him and make amends.

Billy: Victor won't be too happy you outed him, so why'd you do it? What's your angle?

Anita: Angle?

Paul: It is what you're best at, isn't it?

Anita: What? Excuse me?

Paul: Let's see, what do I have here? "Anita Lawson, A.K.A. Anita Barrett, A.K.A. Amelia Larson," and about a dozen others. Let's see. "First arrest, 1978, for passing bad checks"...

Anita: (Sighs)

Paul: "Wire fraud, mail fraud, conspiracy, forgery"... (Gasps dramatically) "Impersonating a police officer, credit card fraud, felony theft." Should I continue?

Billy: You are just a jack-of-all-trades.

Anita: Who the hell are you?!

Billy: Oh, excuse me.

Anita: Nosing around in my business, huh?

Billy: We're sorry. This is Paul. He's a P.I. and a longtime friend. Victoria and I, we wanted to know what we were dealing with, so...

Paul: I have a feeling it goes a lot deeper...

Billy: Mm-hmm.

Paul: So...

(Briefcase locks click)

Paul: I will keep digging.

Billy: Thank you, Paul. (Clears throat) I don't imagine you would tell me that you were working for Victor unless you wanted something-- probably money. Money, right? That's what you're after? Money?

Anita: Victor doesn't think that you're good enough for his daughter, but I think you might be just perfect for mine.

Billy: (Chuckles)

Chelsea: (Sighs)

Victoria: So what Anita said about my dad bringing you two here-- I assume that's true?

Chelsea: (Sighs) Yes.

Victoria: I need to know everything. How far back does this go? Did my father give you money to seduce Billy?

Chelsea: No. No, that was-- that was all me.

Victoria: So you were just scamming tourists in Myanmar, and Billy was just lucky enough to be one of them? When did you meet my father?

Chelsea: Not until he... showed up to bring Billy home, and he made it worth my while to stay in touch. Then when I found out that I was pregnant--

Victoria: Jackpot, right?

Chelsea: (Sighs)

Victoria: How much did he pay you to cause trouble here?

Chelsea: Enough... obviously.

Victoria: Well, I know my father very well, and he always likes to sweeten the pot. Did he offer you some sort of bonus to break us up, too?

Victor: They didn't allow me to photograph the damn thing, so I just bought it.

Genevieve: You bought the cloth of Saint Gereon?

Victor: Yeah. It's the oldest piece in my collection of tapestries.

Genevieve: I would like to see that someday.

Victor: Well... you sell me back Beauty of Nature, and, uh, I'll hang it in your office.

Genevieve: Tempting, but I'm much more concerned about what I would be doing in that office than the décor.

Victor: Oh, my goodness, you'll have plenty of responsibilities, and the autonomy to make things happen.

Genevieve: And what about your children? How will they feel about an outsider with so much input?

Victor: That's another story. Seemingly, I can't do anything right for my children.

Genevieve: We have a similar situation, then.

Victor: Mm-hmm. I'm the enemy, you know. No matter what I do, they don't realize that I'm trying to do what's best for them.

Genevieve: I know that they brought suit against you.

Victor: Yeah, and I had the power to disown them. Maybe I still should.

Genevieve: But no matter what they do, they are still your children.

Victor: Isn't it amazing? When they were toddlers, when they were young, I just adored them-- read bedtime stories to them and took them on pony rides, and then what happens? They grow older, become involved, get married, and become pains in the ass.

Genevieve: (Chuckles) They do think they know it all, don't they?

Victor: Yeah, they do.

Genevieve: (Laughs)

Victor: They don't know a damn thing, do they? I keep on forgetting that there's always someone out there who tries to rob you of what you have.

Genevieve: Yes, I've met one or two of those in my day.

Victor: Yeah, and then... I have a tendency to take things in my own hands.

Genevieve: And screw anyone who gets in the way.

Victor: You bet.

Genevieve: So tell me, then, what was that promise you made to me about autonomy?

Victor: (Laughs) Touché.

Genevieve: (Laughs)

Nikki: I don't know what I was thinking. I-I-I should never have brought up Genevieve. I'm sorry.

Jack: Oh, I'm sure I know what they were talking about-- Beauty of Nature. He's obsessed with that, too.

(Door opens)

Nick: Hey, Mom.

Nikki: Hey. I didn't know that you were gonna come by today.

Jack: Well, I invited your son to tag along on my visit to the "Chamber of Horrors," otherwise known as physical therapy.

Nikki: Ooh.

Nick: Rookie's never been through physical therapy. I've done it a few times, so...

Nikki: Well, it doesn't hurt to have a little moral support.

Jack: My therapist Megan says in all her years, she's never seen anyone recover from my particular injury.

Nikki: Listen, you can do anything that you put your mind to, Jack. If there is the slightest chance that you can walk again, I have every faith that you're gonna make that happen.

Jack: Right now, I have a mind to jump out of this bed and go kick Victor and Genevieve's butts.

Nikki: (Sighs)

Chelsea: To wreck your marriage.

Victoria: You know, I've seen your police record. I know you've been scamming people since you were 10 years old. If you're really sincere if you're really sincere about wanting a better life for your baby--

Chelsea: I am sincere, but my mother has decided that Billy is the golden ticket. If you can figure out a way to make her go away, please, by all means, do. (Sighs)

Victoria: You know, I might believe you, if you tell me what it is my father enticed you with to try to take my husband away from me.

Chelsea: You really can't guess? He told me I could have a chance with Billy.

Billy: Let me get this straight-- your endgame is for me and Chelsea to live happily ever after? (Laughs)

Anita: You're having a kid together. Would that be so terrible?

Billy: Oh, my. You need to put the cuckoo back in the clock. I've got a news flash for you-- that's never gonna happen. Whatever deal you made with Victor, it's a bad deal.

Anita: I've got no loyalty to Victor, and Chelsea does what her mama tells her to. With the right incentive, I think you'll find that Chelsea will make the decision that you and your wife are hoping she'll make.

Billy: How's this for incentive? By the time I get home, I want you out. Pack your stuff and leave.

Anita: If I go, Chelsea goes, too, and your son. You want to rethink your strategy?

Nikki: It's bad enough that he brought the two of them to town, but then to lie about it like that...

Paul: Well, I'm sorry he did that to you, but, uh, quite frankly, I'm not surpri-- surprised.

Nikki: What the hell was that? Now you sound like Jack.

Paul: Well, uh, you know, when you're with Victor, it's always the same story. Deceit is part of the package.

Victor: But unlike my children, you are not someone who needs protecting.

Genevieve: So you would have no need to supersede my decisions, right?

Victor: You see? We're already on the same page.

Genevieve: (Laughs)

Victor: I mean, I think this portends a very tranquil working relationship, don't you?

Genevieve: Ahh, tranquility scares the hell out of me.

Victor: It's too boring?

Genevieve: Deadly.

Victor: Aha. (Chuckles)

Genevieve: Mm. My ex-husband used to say that when things became status quo, that I would deliberately stir up trouble.

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Genevieve: I think he liked it, though. I think that was actually part of the attraction.

Victor: "Was"?

Genevieve: Some, you never get out of your system.

Victor: I know what you're talking about.

Genevieve: How many times is this for you and Nikki?

Victor: (Chuckles) Enough times to know that there's an irresistible pull.

Genevieve: It's a bitch, isn't it?

Victor: (Laughs)

Genevieve: (Laughs) But pity those who've never felt it.

Victor: Yeah.

Genevieve: I would gladly risk the pain again.

Victor: The corporate world is really not unlike a romantic relationship, you know? Full of ups and downs, lows and highs, fighting, passion. It's all there for you. All you have to say is "Yes."

Megan: Ten... 11... 12.

Nick: Attaboy.

Megan: Good job.

Jack: Megan, I'm an ex-marine. I know a thing or two about working out. What I'm interested in is learning to walk.

Megan: If I were to put you on those parallel bars, the lower half of your body is dead weight. Your legs won't support you.

Jack: You don't know that. We haven't tried that yet.

Megan: I understand it's frustrating, but we need to take things a step at a time. Our immediate task is to get you strong enough to get you in and out of the chair without injuring yourself.

Jack: (Sighs)

Megan: That's what we're gonna do.

Man: What's the problem? Let's go. I need to see you lift that spoon to your mouth.

Woman: I'm trying.

Man: You are not trying. You are failing. Now lift the spoon!

Woman: (Breathing heavily)

Man: Now! Or do you expect me to follow you around like an infant child, feeding you, for the rest of your life?

Woman: Sarge, I can't.

Sarge: You can, and you will. Now lift it. Do it!

Jack: Hey. Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? That's how you think you're gonna get the best out of a patient, by making the poor woman cry?

Phyllis: I'm not-- I'm not gonna be getting on any planes and--and making amends.

Avery: The man is on his deathbed. How can you be so cold?

Avery: You really have no feelings for him? None... at all? Well, you know what? I feel very, very sorry for you. (Sniffles)

Phyllis: Are you done? Are you done, Avery, please? I want to get back to what I was doing.

Avery: Okay, okay. This is the facility where our father is. You do whatever you want with that information.

Paul: Well, Anita is as brazen as they come. I'm surprised she hasn't spent more time in jail.

Nikki: I wonder if Victor even knows what he's unleashed on his own daughter.

Paul: Well, if it helps, I'll be keeping an eye on both of them.

(Cell phone rings)

Nikki: It's Victoria. Hi, Sweetheart. Is everything okay?

Victoria: No, everything is not okay. Dad--

Nikki: Yeah, I know. He's at it again.

Genevieve: I thought we agreed not to discuss business.

Victor: (Chuckles) Do you always obey the rules?

Genevieve: As seldom as possible, actually.

Victor: Mm-hmm. How refreshingly frank for someone who rarely shows her hand.

Genevieve: Well, where's the fun in laying it all on the table?

Victor: Oh, I agree.

Genevieve: That makes life very dull.

Victor: And you have an aversion to that, don't you? That's why I knew that your relationship with Jack wouldn't last.

Jack: So, what, that's how you think you're gonna get the best out of people... (Breathing rapidly) Making a fool out of them in front of strangers?

Nick: Now easy, Jack.

Jack: No, no, I want to know where this guy gets off, thinking he can treat his patients like they have no feelings.

Sarge: For your information, that woman was never supposed to be able to move her hand again. Now she can.

Jack: Oh, so the ends justify the means. Is that it?

Sarge: Do you see me coming into your cushy office and telling you how to do your job? No. Butt out.

Jack: How do you know I work in a "Cushy office"?

Sarge: (Laughs) Are you kid-- are you kidding me here? You are the poster child for the 1%.

Megan: Why don't we move on to the next set of exercises?

Sarge: And to answer your question, yeah, I get results. Anything you can think of, you can make happen in this room, but you have to push yourself every day in this room.

Jack: And yet, that woman just ran out of here crying. What are you gonna do for her?

Sarge: She'll be back.

Chelsea: What the hell was that? Why would you spew our biggest secret to the people we were trying to keep it from?

Anita: It was a smart move, Chelsea.

Chelsea: No, no! I want you gone. Today. I mean it.

Anita: If I leave, then you do, too, because I am not leaving you here with strangers.

Chelsea: Oh, stop it. I-I hardly consider Billy a stranger.

Anita: You cannot trust these people, Chelsea! They want your baby, but they're rich and powerful, and they will screw you over in a second. You stick with your mama on this.

Paul: (Singsong voice) Ding-dong.

Anita: The Abbotts aren't home.

Paul: I know that. I'm here to see you.

Victoria: Dad acts like Billy is some sort of phase that I'm going through. Do you know that he-- that Chelsea actually thought that she had a chance with Billy because Dad told her to go for it? You know, if I have to deal with Chelsea one more time, I just--I want to scream. I want to scream, and that mother of hers? Don't even get me started with that mother of hers.

Nikki: What I'm going to say, you're probably not gonna like, but I think you ought to move out for a while.

Victoria: What? Mom, after everything that Billy and I have been through, how can you even suggest that? That's ridiculous.

Nikki: I know what I am suggesting, Victoria, but I am very worried about you, and I think that we should stay clear of those people.

Billy: Uh, Honey, I agree with Nikki. Paul just confirmed what we already know. Chelsea and her mother-- well, they're... (Laughs) Bad news. And as much as I would hate it... (Sighs) If moving out until the baby's born is the best way to keep you safe, then I think we should do it.

Megan: That's all for today. I'm sure you're tired. I'll take you back to your room.

Nick: You did good. You should be proud of yourself.

Jack: Y-you know, I can show myself back to my own room, thanks.

Megan: Okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Hey, remember-- baby steps. (Clicking tongue)

Jack: Oh, yeah. Give me a minute, huh?

Nick: Yeah, sure.

Sarge: Well, are we through with the hankies for today? You ready to show me what you got? (Claps hands)

Woman: (Sniffles) (Exhales sharply)

Sarge: Do it again.

Woman: (Sighs)

Sarge: You got a whole bowl right over there, so you finish it up.

Woman: (Exhales sharply) Happy?

Sarge: Ecstatic. Tomorrow we start with real soup, okay?

Woman: (Laughs) Bite me.

Sarge: Go put yourself on a cold pack.

Woman: (Sighs)

Sarge: Told you she'd be back.

Jack: I want you to take over my physical therapy.

Sarge: Megan's good. Give her a chance.

Jack: Megan doesn't believe I'll ever walk again. I want somebody who doesn't believe in limits.

Sarge: And you always get what you want, right? Not this time.

Jack: Why not?

Sarge: I'm booked.

Jack: My family built this wing of this hospital.

Sarge: Wow! Really? Good for them. I don't have time.

Jack: I'd be happy to talk to the chief of staff, see if he could rearrange your schedule.

Sarge: You know what? Tomorrow, noon. Come on through. It shouldn't take me long to prove to you that you do not have what it takes.

Avery: I got on the phone and lit some fires to get you out of there sooner.

Daisy: You really think that's possible?

Avery: No promises, but I'll do my best. I'll come by in the morning. We can discuss it further.

Daisy: What about custody? If you get my sentence reduced and I'm released, will I be able to get Lucy back from Phyllis, be her mom full-time?

Avery: You will if I have anything to say about it.

Nick: Two times in one day.

Phyllis: Oh, really?

Nick: It's the second time I've run into you. (Sighs) What's wrong?

Phyllis: Um... (Sighs) Avery, uh, just told me that our dad is dying.

Nick: I'm so sorry.

Phyllis: (Sighs) Um... she's all over me to go back and see him and, you know...

Nick: And say good-bye?

Phyllis: I don't want to go. I-I... I made a vow n-never to go back there.

Nick: You know, when, uh, when I found out my Grandpa Albert was dying, my mom had to really convince my dad to go and see him. And when we got to the nursing home, it was awful. The guy was such a bastard. It was hard for my dad, you know? It was only... one of a few times I've ever seen my dad cry. But it was good for him, because he got to get a lot of things off his chest. Maybe you should go and see him, get some closure. It might be the best thing you ever did for yourself.

Phyllis: I can't do it. I can't go back there.

Nick: Come here. Come here.

Phyllis: (Sniffles)

Anita: My daughter and I were in the middle of something private.

Paul: In case Anita hasn't filled you in, I'm a private detective, a private eye, and I have given Billy, Victoria, and Nikki a complete dossier on your very colorful past. And if you're able to get past their defenses and end up hurting my friends, I will see to it that you feel my wrath. And I will see to it, also, that you're put away for a very, very long time.

Anita: Thank you for the kind warning.

Paul: My pleasure. Ladies.

(Door closes)

Chelsea: You know just how to handle everything, huh? I swear, you keep this up, and you are going to ruin everything! (Sighs)

Victoria: Thank you both for your concern, all right? I know that you're just trying to protect me, and I appreciate that, but I'm not gonna abandon Billy, all right?

Billy: (Chuckles)

Victoria: We're husband and wife, and we love each other, and whatever happens, we're just gonna stick together. That's what we do.

Nikki: All right, Sweetheart, but promise me you will be careful. And we cannot let our guard down with either of those women.

Billy: (Laughs) Those two are amateurs compared to Victor. Come on.

Genevieve: If you think you can rattle me with that comment about Jack...

Victor: (Chuckles) I think it would take a great deal more than that.

Genevieve: And you're just the guy to do it, aren't you?

Victor: (Laughs) Mm-hmm. So, um, dessert?

Genevieve: No, thank you. I think I should be going.

Victor: All right.

Genevieve: But thank you for a wonderful evening.

Victor: It's a pleasure. Now you haven't said a word about the possibility of you and I working together.

Genevieve: (Chuckles) You don't give up, do you?

Victor: (Laughs) What do you think? Let me take you to the door.

Victor: There we go.

Genevieve: You know where to find me.

Victor: You have a nice evening.

Genevieve: (Sighs)

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

Michael: If you think I'm gonna stand by while you free her, you are as crazy as she is.

Nick: If you don't go see your dad, this is never gonna be finished for you.

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