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Episode # 10061 ~ Victor & Nikki Exchange Gifts; Jack Sinks to a New Low

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Avery: (Laughs)

Nick: Mm. Who knew chocolate was such an aphrodisiac?

Avery: Um, I did.

Nick: I think you have some on your ear, right?

Avery: Oh, I do. I do.

Nick: Your neck.

Avery: (Moans) You know, if you're still hungry, I can bake you a batch of gingerbread men.

Nick: Mm.

Avery: (Laughs)

Nick: You know what?

Avery: Hmm?

Nick: I got this. You keep my side of the bed warm, and I'm gonna whip us up something.

Avery: Ooh, snowman pancakes?

Nick: Are you calling me a one-trick pony? Don't move. Mm.

Phyllis: Well, this is a great meal that I put together.

Jack: Yeah, who says you need to have roast duck or ham for a holiday meal?

Phyllis: Right? You don't need that. You just need-- w-what did I put together here? Grapes, strawberries, gouda.

Jack: Fantastic.

Phyllis: And it's also easier to clean up, so...

Jack: Oh, no, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Leave it, leave it. I'll get it tomorrow.

Phyllis: Tomorrow?

Jack: I'm just so glad you're here.

Phyllis: I am, too. It was just the two of us at Thanksgiving, as well, wasn't it?

Jack: Yeah, it was. It-- that's fine with me. You have been there for me above and beyond the call and again and again, and I actually happen to have a token of my appreciation for you.

Phyllis: Wow. You did this?

Jack: Well...

Phyllis: (Laughs)

Jack: I had someone help me do that.

Phyllis: All right. Thank you.

Jack: That... (Voice breaking) Was my grandmother's, on my father's side. That has hung from every Abbott Christmas tree for... many, many years.

Sharon: Noah was such a help, and seeing Christmas through Faith's eyes-- it really puts you in the spirit. It just makes you believe that anything's possible.

Adam: I'll have to take your word for it, I guess.

Sharon: I'm sorry. Here I am, going on about my idyllic holiday, and you're alone. Have you thought about reaching out to Chelsea?

Adam: I will respect her wishes and steer clear of her.

Sharon: You know, people make mistakes. I know you love Chelsea. Please don't walk away from a good thing just because you're confused about some old feelings.

Adam: The thing is, they're not that old... and you know there is a connection between the two of us. You know it and I know it.

Fen: Hi. Christmas! Um, I know the drill. I'll get out of your hair. Be back later.

(Cell phone alert chimes)

Fen: How did you get this number?

Michael: I think the m-more important question is, what are you doing with an untraceable phone?

Fen: H-have--have you been snooping through my stuff?

Lauren: No, it fell out of your backpack. We weren't looking for anything, but I certainly believe that we are owed an explanation.

Fen: No, you-- you still don't trust me. Y-you think I'm a criminal now?

Michael: We are not gonna fight! It's Christmas Eve. If you're not gonna answer me for my sake, how about your mom?

Fen: I got it to text Summer. Y-you've been on my case about her. I didn't want her number appearing on the phone bill every month.

Lauren: So you've been deceiving us?

Fen: If you're gonna try to force me to stop being friends with someone I've known since I was little, h-how fair is that?

Victor: It's a bible. I thought this was lost in the fire, you know? (Exhales slowly)

Nikki: Your mother's bible. I know. I... one of the, uh, guys on the crew found it and brought it to me. And it was soaked and it was charred, but I found a bookbinder who specializes in damaged books. I know how much you cherished it.

Victor: (Exhales slowly) This brings back memories. It's to Christian. It's the last thing that... I have that belonged to my mother.

Nikki: I'm glad you like it.

Sharon: It doesn't matter how I feel. We can't be together.

Adam: And why not?

Sharon: Because we tried, more than once, and it didn't work and it wouldn't work now.

Adam: But we both changed. We're different people now.

Sharon: Adam, I'm-- I'm always gonna be grateful to you, but... you belong with Chelsea. If you're a better man now, it's because of her, and who you were when you were with me-- I-I don't want to see you go back to that.

Adam: So how am I ever truly gonna get over you?

Sharon: You have to, for me. Adam, when I'm with you, I lose myself... and I can't let that happen, not now, not when I'm just starting to get my footing. Go back to Chelsea.

Phyllis: This is so beautiful. It's lovely. Uh, I don't--I don't feel right taking a family heirloom.

Jack: To me, you are family, and it isn't like I'm surrounded by Abbotts who are claiming that as their birthright.

Phyllis: Okay, you win. I feel bad I didn't get you anything.

Jack: Well, when would you have ever had time to do any shopping? You've been covering for me for so long. I'm just grateful to have a chance to acknowledge your loyalty and your kindness, and above all, your patience.

Phyllis: I'm a saint.

Jack: So what'll you have to drink? I'd like to propose a toast. (Sniffs)

Phyllis: Oh, you know what? I-I don't--I don't want to drink anything, and I don't-- I don't think you should, because you still have the narcotics in your system.

Jack: Yeah. Yeah, it's a good call.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Jack: Wow. Kyle is out for the night, Billy is mad at me, my sisters are off skiing. I should be down in the dumps, and I'm just feeling festive and... you know what's missing? Music.

Phyllis: Oh.

("Silent Night" playing)

Woman: Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright round yon virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace

Fen: Hi. Merry Christmas.

Chloe: Hey.

Kevin: Fen, Merry Christmas.

Michael: Hey, Merry Christmas! Mwah! Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Chloe: Whoa.

Michael: Hey, Brother.

Kevin: Hey, Merry Christmas.

Michael: Come on in.

Lauren: Hi! Merry Christmas. Like some eggnog? Okay. Eggnog?

Kevin: Thank you.

Woman: Glories stream from heaven afar heavenly hosts sing alleluia Christ the savior...

Nick: Look what I did.

Avery: Ohh. (Laughs)

Woman: Is born Christ the savior is born

Michael: So Christine's still all wrapped up in Washington?

Paul: Well, Friday was her last official day at justice. She packed all weekend and was planning to fly here this morning, but, uh...

Lauren: Oh, and got snowed in.

Paul: Yeah.

Lauren: That's such a shame.

Paul: Well, we'll make up for it on New Year’s.

Lauren: Oh.

Michael: Oh, yeah.

Paul: Yeah. So what about Delia? Is she really excited about Santa Claus coming?

Chloe: Climbing up the walls.

Michael: Hmm.

Kevin: I need a beer.

Michael: What the hell is the matter with you?

Kevin: You know what? It's a little hard to make idle chitchat when you're about to become homeless.

Michael: Homeless? How can that be? I lent you enough money to pay off the bank.

Kevin: $10,000, yeah. All that did was buy me some time. There's a balloon payment due, and I don't have it.

Michael: I can't believe this. You are about to lose your house. How is that possible, Kevin? How can you--

Kevin: I messed up, that's how, Michael. Can you please spare me the lecture on Christmas Eve?

Michael: No, you have got to fix this! You have a kid, you have a wife.

Kevin: Oh, do I? I didn't realize that.

Michael: Yes, you've gotta fix it. Take some responsib--

Lauren: What is going on?

Kevin: I had a plan. I had a way to fix it.

Chloe: Yeah, in an illegal way.

Kevin: Damn it, Chloe, did you have to say something?

Chloe: Well, I'm sorry, but maybe you will listen to someone.

Kevin: Hold on a second. Michael, in your legal opinion, right, who do juries side with, uh, the big corporate raider or the little guy that they are trying to screw over?

Michael: You know what? We're not--we're not gonna do this. We're not doing this.

Chloe: Okay, but in some cases, it's different, right? I mean, if the little guy is, well, guilty for stealing, then he's probably going to go to jail, even if he feels justified, right?

Michael: Yeah, probably.

Kevin: Thank you. Thank you for having such faith in me.

Chloe: I-I'm sorry. I just, uh, I need to go.

Kevin: And to all a good night.

Lauren: Um...

Jack: That was the year that Mamie went to visit her sister in New York.

Phyllis: Oh, and you made the cinnamon rolls.

Jack: Well, it wouldn't have been Christmas without cinnamon rolls, so I said to Mamie, "Please, can you give me your secret recipe?" And she wrote it down and told me, once the rolls were made, I had to burn it up.

Phyllis: (Chuckles) And so--

Jack: So no one else could get it.

Phyllis: Right. You did?

Jack: Well, a promise is a promise. It's all in here.

Phyllis: (Laughs) I have this vision of you in the kitchen, an apron on and flour all over the place and... (Laughs)

Jack: You make fun. I volunteered to make our wedding cake, if you'll remember-- red velvet, in honor of Christmas.

Phyllis: You're just a horrible liar.

Jack: I had you going for a minute.

Phyllis: (Laughs) No!

Jack: I did.

Phyllis: Not at all. Which anniversary would this have been for us?

Jack: Um...

Phyllis: (Chuckles) I'm sorry.

Jack: No.

Phyllis: I'm an idiot. Why did I bring that up? When am I gonna learn from my mistakes?

Jack: Probably about the same time I do.

Phyllis: Yeah.

Jack: I'm just so grateful that... after all the drama, after all the... hurt, we've managed somehow to remain close.

Phyllis: Me, too. This is not a good idea. I'm not ready for this. I don't--I know you aren't. (Sighs) Uh, um, I'll go.

Jack: Wait, wait, Phyllis, Phyllis. Here.

Phyllis: Thanks. Thank you.

Jack: Don't forget this.

Phyllis: Ah, thank you. Sweet.

Jack: Merry Christmas.

Phyllis: Merry Christmas.

Chloe: I can't... stand fighting like this anymore. I just-- it's stressing me out. I feel like I've aged five years in the last two months.

Kevin: You know what the low point was for me?

Chloe: About 20 minutes ago at the party?

Kevin: No. This morning, having to explain to Delia about Santa. I'm the one who wants to give her the world. I want to do the same thing for you, and when I can't even keep a roof over our heads--

Chloe: Okay, okay.

Kevin: (Exhales sharply)

Chloe: What do we have to do to fix this? I'll do whatever it takes just to fix this.

Kevin: Take the handcuffs off of me, okay? So that I can do what I have to do to provide for you and for our daughter.

Chloe: So you're asking me to give you permission to commit a crime of some sort.

Kevin: No. I am asking you to give me permission to find a way out of this mess.

Chloe: (Sighs) Okay. Do what you have to do.

Kevin: I will not let you down again.

[Adam dreaming]

Adam: Hey! Oh! Get your buns over here. Stay away from that tree. What are you doing?

Boy: But, Dad, I wanted to open up my presents.

Adam: I know you do, but you gotta wait for Mama. She wants to see you open the presents, too. You know what? Seeing Christmas through your eyes makes me believe that anything is possible. I love you. Oh, look, its mama. Told you... but you can't see her. You can't get her. Nope. Go on, go get her.

Chelsea: (Gasps) Aah! (Laughing)

Nick: Hey.

Sharon: Hey.

Faith: Mommy, Mommy!

Sharon: (Gasps) Hi! Merry Christmas, Baby. (Chuckles)

Noah: Merry Christmas, Mom.

Sharon: Merry Christmas, Noah.

Noah: Mm.

Sharon: Summer.

Summer: Hi, Sharon. Um, I'm sorry I have to go, but I'm meeting my mom for breakfast, so...

Nick: All right, drive safe.

Noah: Bye.

Summer: I will.

Sharon: Wow, look at this beautiful dollhouse! Is that from Santa?

Faith: Mm-hmm.

Sharon: (Gasps) You know, um, Honey, I-I wanted to get you something really special for Christmas--

Faith: Can I open your present now?

Nick: Santa's elves helped you out this year.

Noah: Go ahead, Faithy, tear into it.

Sharon: Let's pull the ribbon off, this way. Here, we'll get it. (Laughs)

Noah: Mom wrapped it too good.

Sharon: (Whispers) Thank you. (Laughs in normal voice)

Faith: (Squeals)

Sharon: Come here and show me. (Laughs)

Faith: (Giggles) Yay!

Noah: Wow, that's pretty good.

Sharon: Look at that. That looks like fun.

Noah: Wow, Mom has good taste.

Faith: Oh, my gosh!

Kyle: Dad? Hey, Dad. Dad, hey. Wake up. Its Christmas morning.

Jack: Oh, uh...

Kyle: Hey, are you okay?

Jack: Yeah. (Groans) I must have fallen asleep waiting for Santa.

Kyle: Dad, the decanter's empty. How much did you drink last night?

Jack: Oh, Phyllis came by. We had a little Christmas cheer. Speaking of which...

Kyle: Oh.

Jack: I, uh, have your Christmas gift. Here you go. Come on, open it.

Kyle: A week in Maui?

Jack: A friend of mine has a place in Wailea. You can take the Newman jet, take a few friends with you. Come on, you've been cooped up in this house too long looking after me. Time for you to enjoy yourself.

Kyle: Dad... look, I don't want to seem ungrateful, but... do you want to give me a real gift? Get sober.

Jack: I am clean, Kyle.

Kyle: You passed out on the couch, Dad.

Jack: I haven't had a pill for days.

Kyle: Yeah, well, I hope that's true. Those things will really screw your life up. Just last night, I ran into a friend who just flunked out of Yale. He's throwing his future away for those pills. I saw him just last night, trying to score from Kieran Donnelly. Hardly recognized him.

Jack: Kieran Donnelly, your hockey buddy?

Kyle: Yeah, and there's another one, just left law school to deal drugs.

Jack: That is tragic. I want to remind you of something. I'm not some kid who can easily be misguided like your two friends. Stop worrying about your old man, okay? Merry Christmas. I'll be right down, okay?

Summer: Hi.

Avery: Hey, what happened to breakfast with your mom?

Summer: I thought I would stop by first and give you your gift.

Avery: Oh, Summer! What did you do?

Summer: (Laughs)

Avery: Ah, cookie cutters! Did you know that I collect these?

Summer: Mm-hmm.

Avery: Wow.

Summer: (Laughs)

Avery: Thank you. Thank you. This is so sweet. Why don't you call me later this week? We'll do some baking.

Summer: Yep, that was kind of the idea. (Laughs)

Avery: And, um, tell your mom that I said Merry Christmas.

Summer: Why don't you join us?

Avery: No, Summer, that is your private holiday time.

Summer: Yeah, but how can I leave you here on Christmas knowing that you're gonna be alone? Please?

Avery: (Sighs)

Summer: (Whispers) Please?

Jack: (Exhales slowly) (Exhales slowly) Ed. Hey, Buddy. I need you to make an emergency house call. (Sighs) S-same reason as last time. I'm running a little low on the oxydycone. I promise I will make this worth your while. Yes, I know what day it is. It's just a little hard to celebrate when I'm in this kind of pain. Ed-- Dr. Collis, did-- hello? Hel-- (Slams down phone) (Breathes deeply)

Adam: How's it going?

Chelsea: Um, you don't have to make polite conversation just 'cause it's Christmas, Adam.

Adam: Chelsea. I have a gift back at the house for you.

Chelsea: Adam, you don't have to--

Adam: No, I-I got the gift a few months ago, so I'd... love for you to have it. I can arrange for dinner to be brought in-- goose, ham, pepperoni pizza, whatever you like.

Chelsea: You and me today... (Sighs) I don't think it's a good idea.

Adam: Okay. Merry Christmas.

Victor: Let's see here. Uh-oh. Hold up one second here. All right.

Nikki: (Gasps) Oh, my God. (Gasps) Oh, Victor! Oh, my God, is this what I think it is?

Victor: Huh?

Nikki: Ohh! Oh, look!

Victor: That's only the first floor. Look, there's a 2-story bay window here.

Nikki: Oh, yeah.

Victor: You can sit in front of that, Baby, in your rocking chair and look out on the horses' meadow.

Nikki: Oh, and a window seat like I've always wanted!

Victor: Yeah.

Nikki: Ohh, mm! (Gasps) Oh, this is so exciting!

Victor: A place fit for a queen.

Nikki: It's going to be magnificent.

Victor: But you've only seen the first page.

Nikki: I know, but...

Victor: Okay, let me show you.

Nikki: I can already tell... this is home.

Summer: Ho ho ho!

Phyllis: Ahh.

Summer: Look who I brought.

Avery: Merry Christmas, Sis.

Phyllis: Wow, Avery, what a surprise.

Summer: Uh, okay, look, before you say anything, Mom, it was my idea to bring her. I didn't want Aunt Avery being alone on Christmas.

Phyllis: I know it's hard to say no to you, but sometimes I find it's absolutely necessary.

Summer: Okay, be nice. I'm gonna go order hot chocolate.

Phyllis: Hey, I will. (Chuckles) Wow, are you just joined at the hip with my family?

Avery: Okay.

Phyllis: Really. First my husband, now my daughter.

Avery: Phyllis, Nick is your ex. Your marriage is over, okay? He's moving on with his life.

Phyllis: Oh, yes, he most certainly is, with you.

Avery: Well, regardless of with who, you should stop trying to stake your claim in him.

Phyllis: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Avery: Really? You don't? You don't?

Phyllis: No.

Avery: Like yesterday, when you changed into his shirt? You don't think that was being a little obvious? And why would you demean yourself that way?

Phyllis: Oh, my God, "Demean myself," coming from you? I think we both know that Nick and I would have worked out our problems if you weren't waiting on the sideline, panting like a little... dog.

Avery: Do you know how paranoid you sound?

Phyllis: (Laughs) This is great!

Avery: Do you know? I didn't wreck your marriage. You did that yourself.

Phyllis: You know what? Speaking of marriages, let's talk about yours.

Avery: Oh, my God.

Phyllis: Yeah. You're just so... fake. Why did it fail?

Avery: It didn't work.

Phyllis: Oh, it--you couldn't. You couldn't. What happens when you just can't make it work with Nick? I care about him, and I don't want to see him hurt, and I don't want to see my daughter hurt. But I have a feeling they will be-- my daughter, who seems to just adore her perfect Aunt Avery.

Summer: Hey. Thanks for meeting me. I guess you got my text and didn't delete it this time. Look, I wish you'd let me explain.

Fen: Look, look--look, what's to explain? J-Jamie kissed you.

Summer: Yes, exactly. Jamie kissed me, okay? I didn't kiss him back.

Fen: Really?

Summer: Yes, really.

Fen: Well, I was-- I was actually gonna come by later to... give you this. I hope you like it.

Summer: (Sighs) They're earrings. Oh, they're beautiful, Fen. Thank you.

Fen: (Chuckles)

Summer: Thank you so much.

Fen: You're welcome.

Summer: (Sighs) They're so pretty. (Sighs)

Fen: So Jamie gets to kiss you for real, but I-I just-- I just get an air kiss? Who do you want, Summer? Him or me?

Sharon: Oh. Thank you.

Nick: Sure.

Sharon: Thank you for making this such a special Christmas.

Nick: Well, I'm really glad you could be here for the kids.

Sharon: Mm. Me, too. You know how much I love being a mom.

Nick: Yeah.

Sharon: But that said, now that I'm feeling like myself again, I'm thinking it's time for me to get back to work.

Nick: A job? Well, if your therapist signs off on it, I think it's a good idea.

Sharon: Adam offered to find me something at Newman. Yeah, no, I realize that isn't really the place for me for many reasons. It's time for me to find a fresh challenge-- figure out who I am and what I want out of life.

Nick: Well, you've come a long way, and I'm proud of you.

Sharon: Thanks. Oh, enough serious talk.

Nick: Yeah.

Sharon: Let's see how Faith's doing with her new dollhouse.

Noah: She's working on it. Looks good.

Sharon: (Gasps) It's beautiful, Honey. Look at that. Oh, you've got it all set up.

Nick: It's like the Taj Mahal of dollhouses.

Sharon: (Chuckles) With a pink roof.

Avery: (Sighs)

Noah: Wait, you need me on your team.

Sharon: What are we playing now?

(Voices overlapping)

Nick: I thought you were meeting Summer in town.

Phyllis: Oh, I did. We had breakfast. It was really great. I just followed her here, because I wanted to give you your shirt back. I have it in the car. I got it cleaned.

Nick: All right, can you just quit playing games?

Phyllis: What are you talking about?

Nick: Phyllis, I know what you're doing. Going up to our old bedroom, putting on one of my shirts, letting Avery know that I'm still yours whether we're divorced or not-- it's not gonna work, so knock it off.

Phyllis: (Scoffs) Uh, I'm sorry. Are you... telling me that you and my sister are serious?

Nick: Yeah, I think we are. So I'm asking you to please stop interfering.

Jack: Hey. A bit of snow in town.

Kyle: Yeah, a few inches. I'm sure there's gonna be a few more in Aspen, though. So I, uh, I've decided to go skiing with the rest of the family, but only if you still think you're gonna be okay without me.

Jack: Yeah. Yeah, of course. Yeah, go, go. Enjoy yourself. Yeah.

Kyle: I'll try and get on a flight this evening. I'm just gonna go upstairs and pack.

Jack: Okay, good. Kieran Donnelly. Kieran--Kieran Donnelly.

Adam: (Exhales slowly)

Chelsea: (Gasps)

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