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Episode # 10534 ~ Chelsea gets an unexpected gift; Nick's world is shaken.

Provided By Suzanne

Sharon: Let go of me!

Jack: Phyllis!

Nick: Don't hurt her.

Jack: What are you doing here? What is going on?

Phyllis: You want to tell them, or should I?

Sharon: Damn it, let go of me!

Jack: Red, I mean it. Turn her loose!

Phyllis: Not yet -- not until Sharon tells you, all of you, how she's managed to screw up everyone's lives and almost killed me in the process.

[Doorbell rings]

Nikki: What? Ohh. Oh, God.

[Door opens]

Paul: Hello, bonnie. Are they home? All right. Thank you, bonnie. Hi, Nikki. I hope it's not a bad time.

Nikki: Oh.

Paul: Is Victor around?

Nikki: Oh, no. He -- he's not, but if it's urgent, I-I can get him.

Paul: No. No, it isn't urgent. I just came by to let you both know that Ian has been arraigned and denied bail.

Nikki: Oh, thank goodness. I will be thrilled to relay that message to Victor.

Paul: Actually, I'm glad that he's not here. I really came to see how you're doing. I'm very worried about you.

Nikki: My God, Paul. How many times have I told you there is absolutely nothing wrong with me?!

[Door opens, closes]

Paul: Well, uh, I'm not sure I believe that. Hi, Victoria.

Victoria: Hey! What's going on? What's, uh -- what's wrong with mom?

Billy: Raisins? Seriously?

Chelsea: What is wrong with raisins?

Billy: Well, nothing if you're baking cookies, but who puts them out for trick-or-treaters? I mean, what kind of self-respecting kid chooses raisins over chocolate?

Chelsea: All right. Let's see. Oh. I will give you this piece of chocolate. What are you gonna give me, hmm?

Billy: How about...this? Now...fork it over.

Chelsea: Oh, no. I don't remember agreeing to your terms of payment. Mnh-mnh.

Billy: Excuse me?

Chelsea: This is the last piece of chocolate in this house. You're gonna have to do a lot better than a kiss.

Billy: Unless it's not the last piece.

Chelsea: Oh, what do you think you're gonna find in there, hmm? All I see is raisins, bubble gum, lollipops. No chocolate. You're gonna have to up the ante.

Billy: What's this?

Chelsea: Oh, that -- that's not important.

Billy: Chels, something you're not telling me?

Sage: I brought you some tea to help you sleep, and, uh, the doctor will be here tomorrow morning to check on your progress. Uh, oh, and, uh, I, uh, went into town the other day. Thought you'd want to know that, uh... I paid a visit to your wife.

Avery: Joe, are you all right?

Joe: Sure. It's just been a while since I've been suckerpunched. What the hell was that for?

Dylan: You're out to destroy my business. This is nothing but a cheap attempt at payback.

Sharon: I understand you want payback, but, please, not like this.

Jack: What is she talking about, payback?

Nick: Phyllis, let her go now. I'm warning you.

Sharon: Nick, I need to talk to you.

Victor: You need to tell him the truth.

Phyllis: Whoa! Sharon, don't want to lose your balance. We wouldn't want you to fall.

Jack: Hey, you're starting to scare me. What is going on? What's gotten into you? Why are we here? Why this place?

Phyllis: Just ask Sharon.

Jack: Sharon?

Sharon: I-I don't feel well. Nick... would you take me home, please?

Victor: You're not taking anybody.

Phyllis: It's way past time for the truth to come out.

Victor: It certainly is.

Jack: Wh-wh-what truth? I am tired of playing these games. I'm starting to think you and Phyllis have lost your mind. What is going on here?

Phyllis: You're gonna hate this.

Jack: Yeah. Let me be the judge of that. Somebody tell me why we are here.

Victor: You have been duped. You're not Summer's father. Nicholas is.

Nikki: Victoria, there is nothing wrong with me. Paul just came by to update me on Ian, who is in jail. Good riddance. Thank you so much for reassuring me. I hope you don't mind, but Victoria and I have a lot -- a lot of talking to do. You know, that baby is gonna be here in a few weeks. We have so many plans to make.

Paul: Don't want to interrupt on mother-daughter time.

Nikki: [Chuckles]

Paul: But if you want to talk...

Nikki: Don't make me tell you again there is nothing to talk about. There is nothing wrong. So, please, give my love to Christine. Good night. Thank you so much.

Paul: Good night, Nikki. Take care.

Nikki: I will.

Nikki: Well, my goodness! What a wonderful surprise this is. Would you like some herbal tea, darling? I know -- a nice glass of cold milk.

Victoria: Why is Paul concerned about you?

Nikki: Oh, my God! You are relentless! You are just like your father is what you're like.

Victoria: Okay. So, answer the question.

Nikki: Paul wanted to make sure I was doing okay after the sting operation.

Victoria: And? Are you? I've been wondering the same thing.

Nikki: What do you mean?

Victoria: Mom, the last time we spoke on the phone, you said that you had something to tell me about Ben.

Nikki: I called you?

Victoria: Yes, you did. And, frankly, you really didn't sound like yourself. You really don't remember calling me?

Chelsea: This is Adam's mom's handkerchief. Her initials are here -- H.W.

Billy: Hope Wilson.

Sage: She had your mother's handkerchief -- the one that you had placed in the nursery.

Chelsea: Adam gave me this at our first wedding, in Kansas. Since I didn't have anyone standing up for me, he did the honors. I had put it away somewhere. Honestly, I kind of lost track of it, and then it suddenly showed up in Connor's room.

Sage: The way she held it... I could tell it really meant something to her.

Chelsea: It definitely took me back to that day. Adam and I, you know, at the time were so happy, so hopeful. Life had so many possibilities. [Sighs] Anyway, um... so, you and I had worked through so much and talked a lot about us, and then you said that you loved me, so I went to church, and I brought the handkerchief.

Billy: Why church?

Chelsea: I wanted to go someplace quiet, private, where I could just be alone with my thoughts and have a moment with myself. The truth is, Billy, I wanted to tell you that I love you, but I couldn't. Something was keeping me from doing that, and I knew that I had to... say goodbye to Adam.

Sage: I couldn't really hear what she was saying, but it seemed like she was saying goodbye.

Chelsea: So I lit a candle and made peace with my past, and I left.

Sage: And when Chelsea finished praying, she left the handkerchief there.

Billy: Thank you. Thank you for sharing that with me.

Chelsea: I know it sounds silly.

Billy: No. No, it doesn't. But I am a little confused about something. If you left the handkerchief there, then what's it doing back here?

Chelsea: That is a mystery. Someone put it in this envelope and slid it under the door.

Billy: Who would do that?

Sage: I returned it -- anonymously, of course -- 'cause I know you'd want Chelsea to have it.

Nikki: Well, of course I remember calling you, for heaven's sake. I'm just confused. I mean, there are so many things that I've had to think about -- you know, your brother marrying Sharon. They've probably already done it. Have you heard anything?

Victoria: Mom, stop trying to change the subject, okay? You're the one that I'm worried about.

Nikki: You know, you and Paul should start a club -- I'm worried about Nikki society. I'm sure there'd be standing room only.

Victoria: You can joke all you want. I'm serious.

Nikki: Yes, I can see that. Can you just give me some kind of a little hint? What was the phone call about? What did I say about Ben?

Victoria: Not much, mom. I thought you were calling to tell me that Ben had been arrested, but you just hung up. It was abrupt. And then later, when I spoke to Ben's mom, she told me --

Nikki: You talked to his mother? Exactly what did she say?

Chelsea: I've wondered that myself -- how the handkerchief wound up back here.

Billy: Any theories?

Chelsea: Um...I don't know. Maybe the pastor saw me with it and thought that I'd left it at the church by mistake, or maybe -- maybe one of the parishioners who knows me just decided to return it.

Billy: So, you're saying that somebody got through security downstairs, came up here, slid that under the door with no return address, no note saying, "hey, found this -- thought you might want it back"? Yeah, see, sorry. That creeps me out.

Chelsea: Why? Because some thoughtful person found this and decided to return a keepsake without making a big deal out of it? Or are you creeped out that a reminder of Adam found its way back to me?

Dylan: Aren't you playing it up a bit with the ice pack? It can't hurt that much.

Joe: What are you saying -- you don't punch that hard?

Avery: Okay, guys. Instead of shouting and punching and getting thrown out of here, what do you say we discuss this rationally?

Joe: Look, clearly, Dylan's found out about my real-estate deal. With all due respect, I think you're overreacting, all right? I'm not out to destroy your business.

Dylan: Oh, yeah? What would you call it, tossing me and my customers in the street?

Joe: It's an urban-development plan -- okay? -- Not some little scheme that I just cooked up, all right? I had no idea that you own the business that was on that property.

Dylan: You're claiming that this is a coincidence?

Joe: It's a multimillion-dollar development deal, okay? Your little cafe is a small piece of the pie.

Dylan: My little cafe?

Avery: Okay, Joe. I am willing to accept that when your client came to you about the land, you didn't know, but surely, when you came to town, you knew that crimson lights was Dylan's. You're too detail-oriented not to have studied every inch of that property.

Joe: As I said before, Avery, this is strictly business, not some vendetta against your boyfriend.

Dylan: That's a lie. So, you're telling me years after the fact, you happened just to roll in town in your expensive suit and stomp on the livelihood of the guy your wife fell in love with?

Joe: You're way out of line, pal.

Dylan: I'm not your pal, and the way you treat people, I'm surprised you have friends at all.

Joe: You don't know anything about me.

Avery: Okay, guys.

Dylan: I know you ignored your wife for years.

Paul: Hey, hey, simmer down! What the hell is going on here?

Jack: This doesn't mean a damn thing.

Victor: Really? It certainly does, Jack.

Sharon: Nick...

Phyllis: Jack, it's true.

Jack: How can it be?! How can any of this be true? I want answers. I want them now.

Victor: You want answers, you ask her.

Jack: Sharon, what's going on here? What is this all about?

Phyllis: What, you can't talk?!

Jack: Nick, do you believe this story?

Nick: I think I need to hear it from Sharon.

Jack: Sharon, honey... tell me the story.

Sharon: After... after talking to Phyllis today, I-I remember everything -- all of the memories that I lost when I was sick and I had the E.C.T.

Nick: How?

Phyllis: I jogged her memory. Come on, Sharon. Tell everyone what your fragile psyche conveniently buried.

Sharon: I'm so sorry. I hate saying the words.

Nick: Is it true?

Sharon: I never meant to hurt anyone.

Nick: Is it...true?

Sharon: Nick...

Nick: Sharon, is it true? Is Summer my daughter?

Sharon: Yes.

Avery: Paul Williams, Joe Clark. Joe is a real-estate broker from Chicago who also happens to be my ex-husband.

Paul: Pleasure. I'm also the police chief of Genoa City, and Dylan happens to be my son. So, obviously, I came in on the tail end of something. Anyone care to explain?

Joe: It was nothing. Dylan was expressing some frustration about a business deal. I won't be pressing charges.

Dylan: How magnanimous.

Paul: So, I assume there won't be any more problems?

Avery: Absolutely not.

Dylan: That depends on him.

Paul: Can I have a word with you? [Sighs heavily] Uh, two beers -- whatever's on draft -- and could you get a new ice pack for the gentleman with the sore jaw over there? Okay. So, who lost it first?

Dylan: No one lost anything. Matter of fact, I may have gained something.

Paul: What's that?

Dylan: His attention. The guy needs a wake-up call. This is more than a business deal, Paul.

Paul: You think it's revenge?

Dylan: I know it is.

Billy: Look, I don't expect you to eliminate every trace of Adam from your life. There's Connor to think of. I get that. But it just bugs me that this handkerchief made its way back here.

Chelsea: I didn't ask for it to be returned, Billy.

Billy: And I appreciate that. But someone wanted you to have it. It's just -- it's a bad omen.

Chelsea: Oh, please. You're superstitious now? Really? [Laughs]

Billy: If your leaving it at church was meant to be a symbol, then your coming back here is a symbol, too.

Chelsea: Billy, that's --

Billy: No. I mean, that's just the way it works with Adam, you know? I mean, he's like the proverbial bad painting. No matter what you do to get rid of it, it just keeps coming back, so... maybe we need to do something radical.

Jack: Sharon, why would you say something like that? It's not true. There was a paternity test. Nick can't be the father.

Phyllis: Sharon, make them understand right now.

Sharon: It's true. Summer's DNA was tested against nicks, and the results proved --

Jack: The results showed that I'm the father. Yes.

Sharon: Because I made them that way. I-I switched the results.

Jack: You did what?

Sharon: I- didn't plan it, I swear. I-I was at the hospital, walking past the genetics lab, and I... just by chance, I heard that nicks' results were ready, and I knew what that was about, because I heard him talking to Cassie. And so I did what I had to do.

Nick: How could you do that?

Phyllis: For the same reason I did... all those years ago, when I was determined to make Daniel Danny's child because I wanted to control who the father was. To hell with whose rights I trampled on. And, you know, I paid a dear price for that when the court took Danny away from me, but I guess Sharon has forgotten about that -- that there'd be consequences. Or maybe she's just too obsessed with you to care.

Nick: Obsessed with me?

Phyllis: Yeah. Nick, you don't get it. Sharon wanted you back without obstacles. Never mind you were with Avery. I mean, she figured she could just handle Avery, but Summer -- now there's an obstacle. 'Cause that's a pesky daughter who comes with a pesky mother. So she gave Summer to Jack.

Sharon: Phyllis, stop it. That's not how it was.

Phyllis: What part of what I just said wasn't true?

Jack: Listen to me. You're not well -- either one of you. She's obviously having a relapse. Your head injury is still not completely healed.

Phyllis: About that head injury -- you care to finish the rest of the story, Sharon?

Victor: Go on, Sharon. Finish what you started.

Nick: How'd you learn about this?

Phyllis: I was at the cemetery.

Nick: Why?

Phyllis: Nick, I heard Sharon talking to Cassie. She said out loud Summer was yours. My only thought at that moment was that I had to tell Jack. I was frantic to reach him, so I took off, and Sharon followed me, trying to stop me as I phoned him.

Jack: Yeah, I remember that call. That was the last time I heard your voice before --

Phyllis: Yes, before she threw me down the stairs to keep me from telling you and nick the truth.

Sharon: I didn't throw you down the stairs. Stop saying that.

Phyllis: You left me for dead at the bottom of those stairs. Sharon, are you going to admit you left me lying unconscious at the bottom of that stairwell?

Sharon: I didn't push you.

Jack: Stop this! Stop this, both of you! I don't want to hear any more of this. This is all some horrible mistake.

Victor: It's no mistake, Jack. I warned you once the truth comes out, a lot of lives will be affected.

Jack: Stay out of this. Summer is my daughter. We will get another test, and we'll prove it.

Victor: You can have a dozen tests! You can have 100 tests! Summer and Nicholas' DNA are the same! Not gonna change it. That beautiful girl is a Newman, whether you like it or not!

Victor: But I got to tell you, I feel kind of sorry for you.

Jack: It can't be. It can't be.

Phyllis: Baby, I know you don't want to believe it's true, but it is. Jack. Jack. Come on. Jack.

Avery: Thank you for not having Dylan arrested. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go join him.

Joe: Avery, look... I'm not pressing charges because we're still friends. We are still friends, aren't we?

Avery: A friend wouldn't do what you did to me today.

Joe: Avery.

Avery: You came to me less than an hour ago with a sentimental relic from our past, knowing the whole time you were gonna be sticking it to the man I love.

Joe: You two are taking something that has nothing to do with you and turning it in to making me look like the bad guy. Deals like this happen all the time. Look, there's no hard feelings, all right? I'll make some phone calls, get him a new spot for his coffeehouse, get him a good deal.

Avery: Okay. That's not gonna happen, Joe.

Dylan: Is everything okay?

Avery: Yeah, it's fine.

Paul: Hey, listen -- why don't you guys take off and, uh, let things cool down?

Dylan: [Sighs] That's the best idea I've heard all night.

Paul: Maybe it's time for you to realize when something's over, it's over.

Sage: In the process of returning the handkerchief, I discovered something. I really wish I didn't have to tell you this, but I think that's why Chelsea needed to say a final goodbye. Billy moved in with Chelsea. He's living with her and Connor right now. Okay. No. You can't move. I need you to sit down. I need you to stop it. You're not ready for this.

Chelsea: You want to do something radical about hope's handkerchief? What does that even mean?

Billy: First of all, I just want you to know that I really do appreciate the gesture. You couldn't feel comfortable being with me or even telling me that you love me until you did it. And I know that you can't just wipe away years of loving someone. I realize that. But you and I are living together now, and we have a chance to be really happy and angst-free for the first time in what feels like forever. So, if we're dealing with symbols, then let's really deal with it. Let's get rid of the bad penny once and for all.

Chelsea: How?

Billy: Burn it.

Victoria: Maureen didn't tell me a thing. She just accused me of not loving her son enough and not being as forgiving as she thinks I should have been.

Nikki: Oh.

Victoria: I was hoping that maybe you could help me figure out what it is that Ben is holding back. Talking to Maureen did absolutely no good, and... I just kind of get the feeling that maybe she shared something with you.

Nikki: Like what?

Victoria: Mom, you really don't remember? Because when we talked earlier, you made it sound like it was something really important.

Nikki: Oh, well, honey, for heaven's sake. I couldn't remember now. I mean, you know me. I don't remember what I had for breakfast this morning. I-I-I just don't know what that could be, what I could have said about that.

Victoria: I just really feel for Ben, and I feel like maybe -- I don't know -- maybe there's a chance for us, but only if I truly understand who Ben Russell is and what he's been through. You know something, mom, don't you? What are you not telling me?

Chelsea: I have to admit, I never thought that I would see this handkerchief again, but I'm not sorry that some kind, generous soul decided to return it to me. And I'm not gonna burn it. But not because of me. I'm gonna keep it for Connor. This belonged to his grandma who he'll never get to meet. I am told hope was a pretty amazing woman. And it's a part of his heritage, so -- who knows? -- Maybe he can give it to one of his own children one day.

Billy: I understand, and, as much as I would like to, I know that I cannot purge every bit of evidence that Adam was in your life.

Chelsea: Just like I can't purge every bit of evidence that Victoria was in yours.

Billy: Mm.

Victoria: Mom, please -- tell me, okay? If you know something about Ben, I think I should know.

Nikki: Oh, hi, darling.

Victoria: Hi, dad.

Victor: Hi, you two. Glad you're here, Victoria. I have some news...

Nikki: What is it?

Victor: ...That will affect our whole family.

Nikki: What could it be?

Victor: It seems that about a year ago, when Nicholas took a DNA test to establish whether he was Summer's father... Sharon got ahold of the test and tampered with it.

Nikki: Oh, my God. So, that -- that means --

Victor: Yes, it means that Jack Abbott is not Summer's father. She belongs to Nicholas.

Victoria: She tampered with the test? How is that even possible?

Victor: For that woman, anything is possible.

Sharon: Nick... talk to me. Just say whatever you have to say. It's better than the silence.

Nick: How could you do this to me?

Sharon: I would have told you the truth a long time ago if I hadn't lost my memory. And even before that, I tried to tell you at least a dozen times, but... we were always interrupted or you would stop me or I just couldn't go through with it. [Sighs] I wish there were something I could say, just [Voice breaking] Some words I could say that would make this easier.

Nick: You stay away from me.

[Door opens]

Phyllis: Jack? Jack. Honey, I'm sorry. I know you're heartbroken. I know, and if I had only been able to tell you the minute it happened -- that's what I was trying to do when I went flying down the stairs. If I could have made it known to you somehow while I was at that clinic, I would have never let Sharon get away with it. Honey, thank God -- thank God -- I woke up when I did. Otherwise, who knows how long it would have taken --

Jack: Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait. You knew...about this when you came out of coma? Why in god's name didn't you tell me right away?

Phyllis: I needed to be sure. Jack, I told you my mind has been foggy. I needed to hear Sharon confess those words herself.

Jack: You didn't need Sharon to confess if Victor had the evidence. Victor had the evidence.

Phyllis: I didn't know that, Jack. This isn't about Victor. This is about the two of us and how I was going to tell you.

Jack: So, you picked the most showboating, self-serving, theatrical way you could possibly imagine to do it -- not just for me, for the Newmans! Thanks!

Phyllis: Jack, I wasn't going --

Jack: Admit it -- you weren't thinking about me. You were thinking about yourself! Your desire for revenge overrode any possible concern you had for the man you say you love.

Dylan: [Sighs] I'm just trying to see this place through Joe's eyes. All he sees is another coffee joint... little hole in the wall, beat-up furniture, funky decorations... an espresso machine with a mind of its own. But even if it's less than perfect... it still means something to people, you know? It's familiar. It's a part of this town. It's a part of people's lives. Yeah, it can be relocated, but for what -- some developer who doesn't even live here comes in and builds a bunch of offices and condos, spaces that nobody can afford anyway, and turns the streets into valleys where you walk around all day and never get to see the sun? Then what? It's done. Joe goes home... all puffed up and proud that he found a way to make me look like a loser in your eyes.

Avery: Well, that -- that could never happen. Listen to me. There's got to be a way to fight this. We're gonna do everything we can.

Joe: My marriage ended long ago. I'm over it. I wish Avery and your son all the best.

Paul: It's very admirable that you say that, but there are other plots of land, better locations. Why this one?

Joe: Well, for starters --

Paul: Crimson lights is a local landmark. You really plan on tearing it down? I mean, seriously... it's not the best way to win over a community when you plan on building there, now, is it?

Joe: Paul, it's out of my hands. I'm just representing the client. But I'll take your advice into consideration.

Paul: Yeah, it's chief Williams. I want a background check on a commercial real-estate broker from Chicago. Yeah. Joe Clark.

Sage: You can't strain yourself right now. You're recovering from another surgery. One slip could set you back months of rehabilitation. Besides, you can't do anything about Chelsea and Billy right now. You just got to be patient. What?

Adam: A favor?

Sage: A favor? Yes, of course. What? What do you need?

Adam: Shut...up.

Chelsea: Is that a "touché" I hear?

Billy: You're right. You're right. I can't purge Victoria from my life.

Chelsea: Nor would you want to. Admit it.

Billy: Fine. Fine. You win. Keep the handkerchief.

Chelsea: Thanks.

Billy: You know, I've never really been all that big on symbols anyway. I like things that are more, you know, concrete...

Chelsea: Hmm.

Billy: ...Things that are, uh, tangible, that you can touch.

Chelsea: Oh?

Billy: Yeah, and hold... feel.

Chelsea: Mm.

[Bowl clatters]

Phyllis: Jack, that psycho tried to kill me. How can you blame me for wanting her to feel a little of the suffering I felt? How can you even suggest that I don't care? What do you think drove me [Voice breaking] To rise up out of that bed and fight my way back here? You!

Jack: You didn't come straight to me. You got all gussied up, and you crashed nick and Sharon's wedding to torture her and make a big splash.

Phyllis: I did come to see you, to this very room where I saw the invitation. How do you think I knew about the wedding? Jack, my God -- why are we arguing? Sharon is the one who screwed you over, not me. If you can hurl accusations at anyone, it ought to be her.

Jack: How could Summer not be mine? Oh, God. Summer doesn't know.

Phyllis: She'll have to be told.

Victor: Never thought I'd hear myself say this. I do feel kind of sorry for Jack Abbott.

Nikki: He must be devastated, finding out that Summer isn't his after all.

Victoria: And now we know she's nick's daughter and your grandchild.

Victor: Yeah. She was always a Newman to me.

Victoria: Of all the horrible things that Sharon has done, for her to deprive nick of his own child for over a year...

Victor: You can say that again.

Nikki: I apologize. You were right all along. You knew that Sharon was up to something that would break his heart.

Victor: Hate to say, "I told you so." And, in some ways, I wish I weren't right. This is doing a really devastating thing to Nicholas. We need to pay a lot of attention to him now.

Sharon: Nick. Nick, don't go. Nick, please! Nick!

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

Stitch: I'm ready.

Victoria: To tell the truth?

Stitch: I'll tell you everything you need to know.

Nick: I came to get my things. We have nothing left.

Phyllis: Summer will always love --

Jack: I called and asked her to come over. She needs to know the truth about her paternity now, not later.

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