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Episode # 10013 ~ Jack & Adam Team Up; Cane Accuses His Mother of Being Behind the Claude Shirl Mind Games

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Sharon: Hey. Um, I heard about Summer. I'm really sorry.

Nick: Thanks. She's at the hospital. I'm gonna go pick her up. She's gonna be fine.

Sharon: Well, that's a relief. Look, I'm--I'm sure it was really terrifying, but it's not like it was with Cassie. She's gonna be okay.

Nick: So Noah's getting settled in at the tack house?

Sharon: Yeah. (Clears throat) It's my new skill, driving people away, even my own son.

Nick: No, I'd say you've gone pro.

Sharon: Okay, well, so much for human decency and understanding.

Nick: Is that what you expected?

Sharon: No. I expected to have to pay for my mistakes for all eternity. Everyone else can get a break, but Sharon has to pay and pay and pay until there's nothing left.

Noah: Look who's ready to bolt.

Summer: Pretend you're Dad and smuggle me out?

Noah: He'll be here soon enough.

Summer: What if he's not? What if it's her?

Noah: Oh, you're pissed at your mom, Kid. That's fine, but last night-- not the best way to handle it.

Summer: Look, she cheated on Dad. She flaunted her boy toy around at her own trial. That woman is disgusting. She is the reason why I got so mad and drove off. Phyllis Newman is the cause of all misery.

Noah: Summer Newman was the one who put the key in the ignition and drove off like a lunatic.

Summer: (Sighs)

Adam: Hey.

Chelsea: Guess I overslept.

Adam: Hey, you should have called me. I'd have come up. How do you feel?

Chelsea: I'm a little sore, but it helps, actually. Distracts me from the real ache. (Sighs) I never even met the baby, but somehow, I already miss him. (Sighs)

Adam: It's okay. Give it time. The pain will fade.

Chelsea: It sounds like you're trying to convince yourself of that, too.

Adam: (Exhales slowly) Uh... yeah, I gotta go right now. Um, is there anything you want before I leave?

Chelsea: Now?

Adam: Yeah, it-- there's some stuff I have to do. I didn't want to leave while you were asleep, so...

Chelsea: You really don't want to talk about any of this?

Adam: Talk, Chelse? Talking about my feelings isn't exactly... my strong suit. I don't-- especially talking before noon about my feelings, so I just-- let's do a rain check, okay? We'll talk later.

Chelsea: Okay, later, but we do need to talk, Adam. It wasn't just my baby. We can help each other get through this.

Adam: We will, together.

Chloe: Hey. You left before I got up.

Kevin: That's the funny thing about coffee. People want it in the morning.

Chloe: No, really? I didn't know that. You know what else I'm clueless about? Whether or not we're okay.

Kevin: What, because of yesterday?

Chloe: Because I ratted out your corpse-moving escapade to Michael, A.K.A. the D.A. who grilled you on the witness stand. You know, some people may think that I'm a crappy wife because of that, but I happen to think that I am loving and just trying to be supportive and scared and a fan of C.Y.A. I mean, you're the husband. What do you say?

Kevin: I say, how can one person talk so much without taking a breath? I say, yeah, we're okay.

Chloe: (Chuckles)

Kevin: It's a brand-new day without me being in jail for moving a corpse, so I have wisely decided to obsess about how I'm gonna get Adam to sign off on some of my ideas at the meeting. That guy shoots me down every time I open my mouth, like I'm supposed to just shut up and write code at his command.

Chloe: Okay, you guys have made it work out so far. It'll be great.

Kevin: Yeah, it better be. We are in too deep for this to tank.

Jack: Should have told me you were coming, Junior. I would have had a spread ready for you.

Adam: I came for tasty information, Jack, not arsenic-laced java. How soon are you making your move against Newman?

Victor: I understand. You let me know when you think Abbott is making a move, all right?

Nikki: Nothing? Really? (Sighs) Well, I'm sorry, too. Thank you.

Victoria: Obviously, it's just too much trouble for Abby to turn on her phone.

Nikki: Isn't she in Chicago for "Restless Style"?

Victoria: Yes, but she's usually addicted to her phone, and we need her right now. Jack usually confides in her.

Victor: Only when he needs her money.

Nikki: I just don't understand why Jack hasn't made his move yet.

Victoria: Well, maybe he doesn't think he can pull off this takeover.

Victor: He was here last night, gloating that he had Adam's shares in his pot. What does Billy say?

Victoria: I'm sorry, Dad. Jack's not discussing it with him.

Nikki: So he's shutting out his own brother?

Victor: He's a show boater. He's planning all this. He wants the eyes on him-- all the eyes on him when he tries to take me down.

Nikki: Well, every second he waits is good for us. We just have to figure out how to stop him.

Victor: Yeah.

Genevieve: Good morning, Tucker. Beating the S.E.C. agrees with you. I'm glad you came out on top.

Tucker: Are you sure you weren't waiting to hear the crunch of my bones after you threw me under the bus?

Genevieve: (Laughs) Listen, uh, Jack really wanted you out of the way, so, you know, I had to comply-- against my better judgment, of course.

Tucker: That's a nasty habit, not admitting when you screwed up. You know, if enemies were hundreds, you'd be flush, Baby.

Genevieve: I've never been one to try to win a popularity contest. One good friend is all I need.

Tucker: If you'd played it straight with me, I'd have been that guy.

Genevieve: I think we can still be friends. Might just take a little more effort.

Tucker: Good-bye, Genevieve.

Cane: You do know he's right. You never take responsibility for your actions. There's always an excuse. It's always someone else's fault, which is why anyone who ever helps you will live to regret it. Do you know that, Mom?

Sharon: Oh, I'm sorry, I've just hit my limit on lectures from hypocrites today.

Nick: Noah's not going back to New York, and he won't tell me why.

Sharon: He's not sharing any information with me, but something must have happened for him to want to be there than here.

Nick: Maybe he just wants to be around his family.

Sharon: Um, you're talking about you, not me, because he obviously can't stand me right now.

Nick: Look, I'm not telling you anything you don't already know. You're not exactly the most popular woman in Genoa City right now.

Sharon: I don't really care if you and the rest of the bloodsucking Newmans don't like me, but Noah is my son.

Nick: Then be a mother to him.

Sharon: I'll make you a deal-- I'll worry about Noah and Faith, and you worry about your own daughter, who's in the hospital right now. It's a shame she inherited that hit-and-run gene from Phyllis.

Nick: You know, Sharon, I don't even recognize who you are anymore.

Summer: Remember when you offered to take me to New York? Let's go. We could be roommates. How fun would that be?

Noah: Yeah, you would love the police stations and hospitals in New York.

Summer: Okay, shut up. I just had a bad week, was all. Look, I'm totally ready for the big city.

Noah: (Chuckles) I'm not so sure the big city is ready for you.

Summer: (Sighs)

Noah: Besides, I'm not going back. Decided to stick around for awhile.

Summer: Does that mean that I can have your place in New York?

Noah: My place is a dirty couch in an east village walk-up that I shared with three other guys.

Summer: All I know is that I have to get out of this town.

Noah: Well, too bad you're not 18. Can't go anywhere without Phyllis or Dad. Gotta figure out a way to deal, Kid.

Summer: Maybe there's another way.

Nick: Another way to what?

Summer: To get out of here. I just--can we go? This place is really depressing.

Nick: Yeah, I've got a couple documents to sign here, but it's not gonna be some big celebration. There are consequences for this.

Noah: (Singsong voice) Someone's getting grounded.

Nick: Hey, it's not a joke, Dude.

Summer: You sound so weird. I don't even know what the big deal is. No one got hurt.

Nick: Yeah, no one got hurt.

Chelsea: Sorry, Adam had to take care of something.

Kevin: And didn't bother to tell us. Well, we're just his business partners.

Chelsea: He'll reschedule... and explain.

Kevin: Or he'll just keep jerking us around, mention something about his money or his Harvard M.B.A. You know what? That guy doesn't care about TagNGrab because it wasn't his idea.

Chelsea: Hey! We're going through something big right now, okay?

Kevin: Oh, big? What, like your husband's ego? I don't know how that guy walks around under that thing. Well, I mean, he is a Newman, right?

Chelsea: (Sniffles)

Chloe: Hey, are you okay?

Chelsea: (Sobbing)

Adam: It's not a trick question, Jack. When are you making your move against Newman-- a move which my shares helped make possible?

Jack: And here I took you at your word when you said you no longer wanted to talk about Newman or your erstwhile family again.

Adam: Give me an E.T.A. I want to have the popcorn ready when the big show goes down.

Jack: Oh, then you're just here for the fun.

Adam: I sold you my shares. I'm Team Jack, and my brother and sisters-- that's an entirely different story. So I hope you don't get all misty-eyed and keep them on, because there is one single immutable truth-- they have never been, nor will they ever be Team Jack.

Jack: Have a seat, Adam. I think it's time we catch up.

Nikki: This is exactly why your father has always refused to go public.

Victoria: (Sighs) He had no choice, because Nick and Abby and I filed that lawsuit.

Nikki: Honey, that is not true. This isn't your fault. The blame belongs completely to Sharon and Tucker for giving Jack this opportunity, and it's partly my fault. I think the minute I walked away from that marriage, Jack went looking for some way to best Victor again.

Victoria: Jack has hated Dad more than he's ever loved anybody. This is all him, and you're right. Tucker probably went straight to Jack right after he got cleared of those charges.

Nikki: Yeah, but for what? To play second fiddle to Jack?

Victoria: I don't know.

Nikki: I don't think so. There is something off about this whole thing.

Victoria: I don't-- Mom, I don't know, okay? I can usually see what's coming. I-I-I don't know what's happening now. I-I can't tell. I mean, there has to be some way for us to stave off a hostile takeover. Could we possibly lose Newman Enterprises?

Victor: Yes, we could.

Man: Mr. Ashby.

Cane: Mm. Thank you. "Half past bunny time, possums by the moon, tea and bread and honey, sleep time soon." This ends today.

Jack: My welcome mat is getting quite a workout today. I can't imagine what's made me so popular.

Genevieve: (Laughs) Well, could it be that everyone knows that you're making a move against Newman, and we all want to join your cause?

Jack: I think you might be on to something.

Genevieve: (Laughs) Yeah. I saw Adam leaving. So were you able to get Junior on board with this plan of yours?

Jack: Junior and I discussed a number of things.

Genevieve: Oh, boy. I thought we were making some progress, Jack. You know? I really went out on a limb for you regarding Tucker.

Jack: Because you're Team Jack, right?

Genevieve: All the way.

Jack: Today, right now. In the past, not so much. If you think for a moment we're even close to getting this--

Genevieve: I-I don't think that. I think that we could be, if you would just give me the chance.

Sharon: Hi.

Noah: I'm gonna get out of your way.

Sharon: Hey, did you find the red shirt?

Noah: Yeah, yeah, I did. Thank you. Good news is you don't have to fold my clothes ever again.

Sharon: Noah, that is not good news. I've missed so much time with you, and that's my fault, but every second that we spend arguing, that's another second that we're not gonna get back together. I love you and Faith so much. You're my whole world. Why don't you just put your bag back up in your room, and if you want to still go tomorrow--

Noah: Mom, look, we--we've been through all this. We--we went over it yesterday. I just... (Sighs)

Sharon: Look, let's-- let's just talk, okay? Hey, tell me about New York, and let me just be your mom.

Noah: I-I-I gotta go. I gotta go.

Kevin: We're so sorry.

Chelsea: I told them.

Chloe: We're so sorry about the--if--you know, if we had known--

Adam: That's okay. I'm sorry that I forgot about the meeting. What's on the agenda?

Kevin: We can reschedule.

Adam: We can. We won't.

Chloe: No, it's fine. Let's just reschedule.

Adam: I understand. Let's just move this forward.

Chelsea: Adam, they offered to reschedule.

Adam: Okay, then. Later, Kids.

Chelsea: (Sighs)

Chloe: Chelsea, I am so--

Chelsea: Thank you. I know. Thank you.

Kevin: Um, I'm sorry.

Chelsea: Don't, Adam. Don't pretend like it doesn't matter.

Adam: People cope in their own ways. This is me coping.

Chelsea: Yesterday, you told me that you didn't need anyone but me and our baby, and now he's gone, and I hate it... (Voice cracks) But you and I are here.

Adam: Yes.

Chelsea: (Sniffles)

Adam: Yes, we are.

(Doorbell rings)

Chelsea: (Sighs) (Sniffling)

Summer: Hi. I mean-- yeah, I'm so sorry. Um, I was really stupid, and if you want to sue, which I totally get, sue my mom, because she got me all worked up, and I should have never gotten behind the wheel.

Adam: No, you shouldn't have.

Summer: Um, yeah, well, if there's any damage-- of course there's damage. Um, you know, we have insurance, so you could get it fixed, like it never happened.

Chelsea: Like it never happened? It was a baby, Summer, a little boy, and now he's gone because of you!

Cane: Now did she give you her name? And she had long brown hair and glasses, right?

Man: Yes.

Cane: Okay, and all she did was give you a 20 and this? All right, did you see how she came in? She came in through the lobby, through the gym?

Man: From upstairs, I think.

Cane: Upstairs? So she would be staying here. All right. Will you do me a favor? Will you get security for me, please?

Man: Yeah.

Cane: Thank you.

Genevieve: (Voice breaking) I'm lost, Jack. My own son doesn't trust me anymore. (Sighs) I've exhausted my funds and I don't have a job. (Normal voice) I know I've hurt you, but I think we've hurt each other. (Sighs) (Sighs) I don't know what it is, but I just can't walk away from you. I can't. I'm not asking for anything. I'm not, I just-- I don't know, maybe-- maybe some conversation, maybe dinner.

Jack: At Gloworm, maybe? Our favorite table? Perhaps Gloria still has a bottle of your, uh, special champagne stashed away.

Genevieve: We could find out.

Jack: You run ahead. I'll catch up with you.

Genevieve: Jack, please.

Jack: Dear, sad Genevieve. You are desperate and you are manipulative, and you will do just about anything to save your sorry behind and get some cash. Only now, in dealing with me... you're out of your league, Sweetheart.

Genevieve: (Laughs) Oh, wow, listen to you... so smug and full of yourself. That's hubris, Jack, and it's gonna land you right on your ass.

Jack: So glad we had this talk. Now get out.

Genevieve: (Sobbing)

Summer: I didn't know.

Adam: Now you do.

Summer: I am so sorry.

Adam: I heard you the first time. So I guess we're done here.

Summer: Uh, if there's anything that I can do--

Chelsea: You can't bring our baby back, so... no, there's nothing you can do.

Summer: (Sniffles) (Sighs)

Adam: Come here.

Chelsea: (Sniffling)

Nick: Summer? Hey, I got your message.

Summer: Why didn't you tell me about Adam and Chelsea's baby? I-I went there to tell them that I was sorry, and they just looked at me like I was Satan.

Nick: Summer, I was going to, as soon as you got home and settled. I'm sorry.

Summer: Thank you for making me look like a heartless "B.," just babbling about insurance. This is Mom's fault, 'cause she is the reason why that baby's gone.

Nick: Okay, look, what happened was an accident. It was a terrible accident, but you blaming your mother or yourself isn't gonna fix anything.

Summer: What is wrong with you? Mom does not care about you or me or anyone other than herself. Okay, she ruined everything!

Jack: Nick, you got a second?

Nick: No.

Jack: I was just about to call Victor's assistant to confirm that he was at the office. Uh, you might want to head over there, too.

Nick: Jack, whatever your next move is, just leave it alone.

Noah: Seriously, you're following me?

Sharon: Yes, I am, because I'm your mother, and I'm not going to just drop this. I want you to understand.

Noah: You don't want me to understand. You just want me to tell you that you're right and that I should be on your side.

Sharon: I have made some mistakes, yes, but there were reasons.

Noah: You always got reasons, Mom, a million reasons to justify everything that you do.

Sharon: Okay, look, the things you said last night-- you were upset. I understand. What we need to do is just keep talking...

Noah: (Laughs)

Sharon: Just communicate, you know? Noah, we've always had such a special bond.

Noah: Yeah, Mom, you're right, we--we do have a bond, and that should be strong enough to tell you I don't like these things that you're doing.

Sharon: Try to see things from my point of view.

Noah: Mom, there is no point of view to justify marrying Adam or Grandpa, stealing the business from under everyone.

Sharon: There were reasons.

Noah: A few months ago, you had everyone believing that you were dead. What were your reasons for that? Mom... (Sighs) We do have a bond, but lately, I don't even recognize you. (Sighs)

Sharon: (Sighs) I'll have a vodka and soda. Make it a double.

Man: Of course.

Victor: There we go.

Nikki: Thank you, Darling.

Victor: All right.

Nikki: The whole reason that we took a break was so you could get your mind off of what's going on at Newman, and here we are, sitting across the room from the cause of it.

Victor: Well, I don't give a damn about any of that. I'm concentrating on you.

(Fire alarm sounding)

Cane: This should flush her out, okay? Keep your eyes open.

(Fire alarm sounding)

Man: Excuse me, Miss, you need to leave.

Sharon: I'm not going anywhere. I'd rather burn.

Man: (Whispers) That's her.

Cane: Hey, hey, hey, where do you think you're going?

Woman: Get your hands off me.

Cane: Who the hell are you, what do you want, and why did you give me that note?

Woman: You people are insane. Leave me alone, or I'm calling security.

Cane: Why don't you call security? Actually, better yet, call the cops. They can charge you with stalking and harassment. You know what? Actually, I'm gonna do this for you. I'll make it easy.

Woman: No, no, don't, please. I'll tell you everything.

Victor: I don't think I ever had breakfast with more interruptions.

Nikki: Mm.

Man: Sorry for the false alarm, everyone.

Victor: All right, thank you.

Adam: You okay?

Sharon: Why wouldn't I be? Life is so sunny and perfect for the town pariah.

Adam: Been there, sister.

Sharon: Is that why you're talking to me? Gratitude for knocking you off the top of the most-hated list?

Adam: I've felt Victor Newman's death glare before. It doesn't tickle.

Sharon: Victor Newman. (Blows raspberry) He's not my only hater. There's my family, my kids, the father of my children. Maybe I should start a list. You know, alphabetical, or I could put them in order of loathing, although that might take me all night.

Adam: You're shaking.

Sharon: Yeah. The alcohol is supposed to take care of that.

Adam: Why don't we get out of here? Just go get a burger, talk.

Sharon: With you?

Adam: The pariah club. I'm the president. You could be V.P. if you wanted.

Sharon: Shouldn't you be at home with your pregnant wife?

Chloe: Oh, my God. That was nine kinds of awkward. I mean, I know I'm... not the deepest well of sympathy in those cases, but jeez. Poor Chelsea.

Kevin: Mm. Did you see Adam, though? His eyes, man. That guy is cold.

Chloe: Yeah, but we didn't really help. I mean, we started harassing a woman who just had a miscarriage.

Kevin: (Scoffs) Well, the worst part about it is that now Adam is gonna be even more distracted.

Chloe: Kevin, that is not the worst part.

Kevin: I'm sorry. Of course, I know, but... TagNGrab is our future. To Adam, it's just an excuse to boss us around, but... (Sighs) If he loses interest, the company, our future-- it doesn't exist.

Tucker: Are you still fetching your own coffee, Jack? I expected you to be feet up in Victor's office, drinking his scotch by now.

Jack: (Stammering) Could you keep your voice down, please? I thought you were gonna remain behind the scenes. In fact, I admired your restraint. Listen, I have a question for you. What are your plans for Beauty of Nature now?

Tucker: Beauty of Nature... the golden goose so many men desire. No decisions yet. Keep it, maybe. Chop-shop it for parts. Whatever makes the most fiscal sense.

Jack: Wait, wait, wait. After all that, you would use the goose for soup?

Tucker: Well, sometimes the game is more fun than the prize, Jack. Are you ready to take the reins of an international empire?

Jack: I'm back on top now, and the view is great.

Cane: (Sighs)

Genevieve: (Inhales quickly) Well, don't leave on my account.

Cane: So, uh, I caught her-- the woman who's, you know, pretending to be Samantha.

Genevieve: You did?

Cane: Yeah.

Genevieve: Where is she?

Cane: She's upstairs.

Genevieve: Thank God you caught her! How dare she impersonate Samantha? Why would anyone do something like that?

Cane: Because you paid her.

Genevieve: Is that what she said?

Cane: Uh-huh.

Genevieve: That's ridiculous.

Cane: I looked you in the eye and I asked you if you were behind this, and you denied it.

Genevieve: I would never, ever treat Samantha's memory that way. Think, Ethan! My God, if this is woman is--is blaming me, it's because I'm an easy target. You're smarter than that.

Cane: Hey...

Genevieve: You don't have to believe it.

Cane: She's too scared to lie right now.

Genevieve: She's faking it. She's faking it! We have to dig in. We have to. We have to find out why she would torture you like this, torture us.

Cane: You know, I always knew it was you. And now I just want to know why.

Summer: My dad keeps calling and texting me to see if I'm okay. I don't know why he can't just leave me alone.

Noah: What happened?

Summer: Doesn't matter. I just--look, I need to get out of this town, away from these people, away from Mom. I just--I need your help, Noah.

Noah: (Sighs) Like I said, you're not 18, okay?

Summer: (Sighs)

Noah: So just wait a couple years, and you can do whatever you want.

Summer: Yeah, that's true, but a couple years seems like a long time, so...

Noah: (Sighs)

Summer: I'm gonna leave as soon as I file for emancipation.

Chelsea: (Sighs) Adam, I really wish you'd pick up. (Sighs) You know, not talking is... fine. (Sighs) It's great. I love not talking, so... come home, okay? Come home so we can... sit and not talk together. (Chuckles) (Sighs) Just call me, okay? (Sighs) (Scoffs)

Adam: Chelsea lost the baby.

Sharon: (Gasps) Oh, God. I'm--I'm sorry.

Adam: No, you... you didn't know. That's actually why I wanted to talk to you.

Sharon: Really? Me? Why?

Adam: I can't help but feel like this is the universe's way of getting me back for what I did to you and Faith.

Sharon: I thought you said you didn't believe in stuff like that.

Adam: Something like this happens, it makes you question everything that you believe. I mean, there I was, I was at Fairview... telling you you had lost your child. And I stand here now... telling you I lost mine.

Sharon: It doesn't work that way. Adam, this isn't your fault, but I know that doesn't make it hurt any less. I should go. I...

Victor: You all right?

Nikki: (Clears throat) Yes.

Adam: Preparing your speech, farewell speech at Newman?

Victor: Not just yet, Son.

Adam: Well, you'll bounce back, I'm sure. You've bounced back from death. What's a little hostile takeover compared to that?

Nikki: Obviously, this is what you've been waiting for. Your father came to you for help, you couldn't be bothered. So you must have gone straight over to Jack and thrown in with him.

Adam: A lot of assumptions there. That's the funny thing about life and business-- things are rarely what they seem.

Jack: Well, look who's not here. Funny how the tough ones always crumble in the face of defeat.

Nick: Come on, Jack. Do you hear yourself right now?

Jack: Victoria, please get your father on the phone. He needs to be here for this, even if he's not up for it.

Victoria: (Sighs) You have your shares in Newman. Just let that be enough.

Nick: You're a good guy, Jack. I respected and admired you as your stepson, and as a friend and as a colleague. But I am asking you to please back off. You don't need to take everything my father has built.

Victoria: He's right, Jack. Just let it go.

Jack: Call Victor.

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

Avery: What is Ronan doing here?

Phyllis: Why do you care?

Avery: I just don't know why you would give Nick ammunition to divorce you.

Michael: You buried evidence to cover for Phyllis.

Jack: I'm not going after Newman Enterprises. I've already got it.

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