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Episode # 11213 ~ Drama unfolds as the residents of Genoa City gather for Nikki's concert.

Provided By Suzanne

(This was interrupted by a press conference; we will try to transcribe it in the future)

Howard: Oh, come on. You got this, okay? Just charm the rich folks, praise Nikki Newman's fabulous show, praise the big cheese, victor Newman, but don't forget the most important part.

Hilary: That I should have left you in los Angeles?

Howard: We're not going live. Anyone tanks, we can fix it in post.

Hilary: I think we got our first mover and shaker now, so stop talking, start rolling.

Howard: Rolling.

Hilary: Hello. This is Hilary Curtis with your exclusive red carpet coverage. Sir, how excited are you about tonight?

Reed: Um, it's cool, I guess.

Abby: Just get here. Break land speed records, but do it safely.

Victoria: What are you doing? Dad just said we have to cancel this concert.

Abby: [Scoffs] No, that was until he saw Nikki's face when he said it was canceled. One minute he's pacing back and forth, muttering to himself, and the next minute he's telling me to get a new crew, fire the old one, get new equipment, anything to get the safety inspector to sign off on the damn permit.

Victoria: You needed dad to tell you to fire the old crew and get a new one in here? Honestly, Abby, you should have thought of that the second things went south.

Abby: No, no, no, no. Do not stand there and just list off "should haves" to me. If you do not know how to fix the audioboard, then you're not needed back here.

Victoria: Fine. Suit yourself!

Tessa: Abby! Hey! How's it going? Um, I was hoping to check on my equipment before I go on. Do you know what time I'm supposed to hit the stage?

Nikki: Canceled? After all the practicing and the preparation and the arguing and...all for nothing? I don't know what to say. I don't even know what to think.

Nick: Look, mom, uh, you know, no one expected this, but if we pull the plug now, then we can redirect everyone to the after-party before they even take their seats.

Nikki: These people all bought tickets thinking they are gonna have a musical evening. I'm not even gonna make it to the piano bench!

Nick: Look, once they get to the party, you know, they'll have some drinks, we'll hook them up with some appetizers. They will forget that music was even supposed to be played, all right? This is what's best, mom, especially for your sake.

Victor: You tell venue management we're starting on time.

Nick: The sound equipment is fried, all right? The safety inspector ruled it a fire hazard. How can I tell everyone that the show's gonna go on, much less on time?

Victor: Because it will. And it will be perfect. I made a promise to your mother. And I'll be damned if I don't keep it.

Graham: Dazzling as always.

Dina: [Chuckles]

Graham: What's wrong?

Dina: I'm just sorry you won't be with me.

Graham: Jack made it clear the invitation didn't include a plus one, but I-I want you to enjoy yourself. Maybe a pleasant evening with your son is just what the doctor ordered. Dina, it'll be lovely.

Dina: So many people and so many faces from my past.

Graham: Who will all marvel at your success and your beauty.

Dina: You're so charming.

Graham: That's why you keep me around.

Dina: Among other reasons.

[Knock on door]

Dina: Oh, would you mind getting that? I'll freshen up a bit.

Jack: Hello, graham. I'm here to escort my mother to the event this evening. Sorry you won't be joining us.

Graham: No, you're not.

Jack: You're right. I guess I'm not.

Sharon: Wow. Don't you two look great together.

Mariah: [Laughs]

Devon: Hey, don't look at me in my penguin suit. You two look beautiful.

Mariah: Oh.

Sharon: Here. Let me get a pic.

Mariah: Seriously?

Sharon: What? I never got a prom pic of you with a date, so let me have this one.

Devon: Yeah. Hey, let your mom do it, 'cause I want a copy, too. I can hang it in my locker.

Mariah: Now, you are gonna be sick of photos by the end of the night. So will Neil. I'm gonna be the shlub that photographers ask get out of the way.

Devon: Why do you say that? Don't be ridiculous. You'll be standing right by my side making me look better than I deserve to.

Sharon: Okay, ready.

Devon: Ready?

Mariah: Oh.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Sharon: Beautiful.

Mariah: There's more.

Sharon: Aww. [Chuckles]

Nikki: I can't play if the sound system is broken.

Victor: Listen to me. It's a problem to be solved, and I have solved many a problem over the years. Your performance is gonna be magnificent. I promise you.

Nick: You're making a mistake, one that mom's gonna end up paying for.

Victor: You know the difference between you and me? I'm not a quitter.

Nick: Dad is just delaying the inevitable, all right? Even he can't pull this one off.

Tessa: No wonder you're so frazzled.

Abby: You have no idea. But, um, just go to your dressing room and hang tight, and I will keep you posted.

Tessa: You got this, Abby.

Abby: Thanks. [Sighs]

Victor: Where do things stand?

Abby: Um, I have a team coming in from Madison, but, um, well, there's no guarantee that they will get here or have the system up and running.

Victor: They had better get here.

Pittman: Ms. Newman, you have no permit for this event. It's late, and I'm leaving.

Victor: Mr. Pittman. A solution is in progress, and I think it would be a bad mistake if you left now.

Pittman: Look, need I remind you the equipment is unstable and a potential fire hazard.

Victor: Let me ask you. How much would it cost me if you stayed?

Pittman: Are you suggesting a bribe?

Victor: I'm simply asking you how much would it cost me if you stayed.

Pittman: I'll ignore that "offer" since you're clearly upset. But as I've explained several times before, no concert can take place without a safety permit, which you don't have. One word from me, and the fire marshal will come and shut down this entire complex.

Abby: Mr. Pittman, um, please. We are well aware of the safety regulations, and we would never want to do anything illegal. We need a little bit more time. This event is very important to my father, and he would never want to do anything to offend you.

Pittman: 30 minutes and then I'm leaving.

Victor: Thank you, Mr. Pittman.

Abby: Thank god.

Victor: Sweetheart, just know one thing. Don't ever apologize for me. You should have brought in a new crew the moment you found out this one was incompetent.

Abby: I'm sorry. I'm sorry about all of this.

Victor: "Sorry" doesn't produce results. This is for Nikki! Make it happen!

Hilary: Who are you wearing?

Reed: Who am I wearing?

Howard: [Clears throat]

Hilary: Okay, thank you. Thank you very much.

Victoria: Hi, honey. Hi.

Hilary: Oh, and look who we have here. Victoria Newman, the founder and C.E.O. Of brash & sassy. My audience is loaded with dare fans.

Victoria: Well, brash & sassy loves your audience. And, um, I see that you've met my son, reed Hellstrom.

Hilary: Oh.

Victoria: He actually -- he inherited his grandmother's musical gene, and he performs regularly at my brother's club, the underground, right?

Hilary: Okay, well, thank you. We will have to check that out.

Victoria: Yes.

Hilary: Enjoy your evening.

Victoria: Come on.

Hilary: And look who we have here. It's Ashley Abbott and guest.

Victoria: Things are a total mess backstage. Something went terribly wrong with the sound system, and Abby is trying to fix things, but I just don't know if she --

Reed: Well, why aren't you back there right now problem solving? Like, isn't that your thing?

Victoria: Yeah, well, these days not so much. And Abby doesn't really seem interested in my help, anyway.

Reed: What happens with the guests if the show gets canceled?

Victoria: I guess they won't get to hear your grandmother play.

Mariah: Right there. A couple more.

Devon: Uh-huh.

Mariah: [Laughs]

Devon: That's enough pictures. That's enough pictures. We got to roll.

Mariah: Okay, fine. All right, I'll see you guys later.

Scott: Yeah, see you in a bit.

Sharon: Goodbye.

Scott: My first big Newman night out. Any, uh, tips other than don't drool on myself?

Sharon: [Chuckles] Well, Newman events are never simple or low key. They can either be glorious or horrifying. So just one thing to keep in mind in case it all gets out of hand?

Scott: Yeah?

Sharon: Remember to duck.

Scott: [Chuckles]

Nick: Mom, is there anything I can do to help you relax?

Chelsea: Can we get you anything?

Nikki: [Sighs] No, thank you, Chelsea. All I want to know is if we're gonna do this show tonight.

Nick: [Sighs]

Tessa: So, I just heard the news that Nikki and I are only a maybe at this point. Super crazy.

Nick: Yeah, tell me about it. Listen, Tessa, can you keep an eye on my mom, please?

Tessa: Sure.

Nick: Thanks.

Tessa: Hey, Nikki. What's going on? Abby just said technical difficulties.

Nikki: Oh, uh, you know, I-I don't know about the details.

Tessa: Are you feeling all right?

Nikki: Yeah.

Tessa: Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe the universe is trying to cut you a break. Maybe you won't have to play through the pain after all.

Noah: Abby, hey. I just thought I'd sneak back here and, uh, deliver some flowers to grandma and Tessa. Uh, which way to the dressing room?

Abby: Really, Noah? Really? You can't follow the signs? You need me to play tour guide?

Noah: Whoa! What -- what is wrong with you? What's going on?

Abby: Well, I have a soundboard that doesn't work. No one can fix it. I have a crew on their way here, but they're stuck in traffic, and everyone is in my face telling me how I did everything wrong, and I kind of agree with them, but then again, I don't.

Noah: Hmm.

Abby: And then I have an uptight safety inspector who won't sign off on the permit. And those flowers, you might need to keep them and put them on my grave because this event is going to kill me.

Noah: Okay, wait a second. So the sound equipment's down. Grandma's been working so hard on this. Tessa's excited, too, and --

Abby: No, don't, don't. Don't you dare blame me, Noah.

Noah: No blame. I swear. I'm sorry. Okay, I tell you what. Why don't you let me take a look at the board? I'm no expert, but I do run the equipment at the club on open mic night, so...

Abby: Yeah, yeah, fine. Go take a look at it. Make sure it doesn't blow up in your face. Literally, like, it was smoking earlier. Yeah, so I am just gonna sit here and think about how I let everyone who loves me down. Yeah.

Noah: Uh, the equipment is...?

Abby: Right there.

Ashley: Well, we wouldn't have missed this event. My colleague here, Ravi Shapur, is a music connoisseur. He appreciates EDM and grand opera, and, actually, he's turned me on to both of them.

Hilary: How romantic.

Ravi: Uh, yes, it is romantic. But, I mean, what music isn't romantic when you open yourself up to the artist's intent?

Hilary: Well, speaking of romance, how does it feel being here tonight celebrating your ex-husband's current wife?

Ashley: Oh, well, it's lovely because victor and I are both united in the support of our daughter, Abby Newman. She has put her heart and her soul into organizing this event, and her father and I couldn't be more proud of all of the effort she's made.

Victoria: Hey.

Nick: Hey.

Victoria: It's on, it's off, it's on. I can't keep up. What's happening now?

Nick: Dad is just being dad, you know, demanding miracles because he's victor Newman. Trust me, they're not gonna be able to fix that soundboard by go time.

Hilary: Nicholas Newman, scion to the Newman dynasty and the son of the glamorous and talented Nikki Newman, who will be performing here tonight for the sold-out crowd. Nicholas, please tell us, how are you feeling tonight?

Nick: I have no words.

Hilary: Um... honored? Thrilled?

Nick: Yeah, cool. Let's go with those words.

Chelsea: You know what? Can I borrow you for a second? I would love to plug my line.

Hilary: Oh, yes.

Chelsea: Would that be cool, Hilary?

Hilary: Of course.

Chelsea: I just wanted to let everybody know that tonight Nikki Newman will be wearing a Chelsea 2.0 original that her husband, victor Newman, specifically chose to surprise her for her concert debut, so it's really special.

Hilary: Now, that is the romance that we've been waiting for. Please tell us more about this gown.

Victoria: Dad, are we really moving forward with this? There's people milling around waiting to get in.

Victor: Shh, shh. None of the guests are to know that there's an issue. Until we've exhausted all possible resources, the concert will go on as planned.

Victoria: Okay.

Victor: Hello, Ashley.

Ashley: Hi. Beautiful.

Victor: Mr. Shapur, how do you do?

Ravi: Good to see you.

Victor: I remember you from the opera. You're the one who had a fondness for classical music.

Ashley: Ravi is very knowledgeable. I'm learning things from him every day.

Ravi: The world has so much to offer. It'd be a crime not to experience it all to the fullest. Uh, would you like some champagne? I saw a waiter with a tray.

Ashley: I'd love some. Thank you.

Victor: Why don't you go with him? I don't want to put a crimp in your date.

Ashley: You know, Abby has sacrificed a lot for tonight. She very much wants to make you proud of her.

Victor: She's working very hard, all right? And she doesn't need her mother hovering over her.

Ashley: I'm not hovering. What's wrong?

Victor: Nothing is wrong, my dear. Just go with him... before his curfew.

Ashley: Ha. Cute.

Abby: How can you be stuck on the interstate? No, go around the pile-up. No, no, no, no, no. No, I refuse to believe that. No, just get here! [Sighs]

Ashley: Abby, I heard you shouting. Is everything okay?

Abby: No, it's not okay. It's a disaster, and dad is holding me responsible for all of it.

Abby: So I have no tech team, I have a non-functioning soundboard, I have an audience full of fussy rich people, and Nikki is in her dressing room with no idea whether or not she's gonna be performing tonight.

Ashley: Okay, what can I do?

Abby: You... can grab Ravi, you can go to your seats, and make small talk with the audience. Make them feel like nothing's going on, okay? That's what you can do for me.

Ashley: Okay. That's what I'll do. But if you need me, please call me.

Abby: I will. All right. I love you, mom.

Ashley: I love you, too, honey. You look gorgeous.

Abby: Oh, you look beautiful.

Noah: Hey.

Abby: Why does your face look like that? Did you fix the soundboard?

Noah: No, that thing is done. Sorry.

Abby: Just like me.

Noah: Not yet. Listen. I got to grab something at the underground real quick. I'll be right back, all right? Will you just make sure that grandma and Tessa get the flowers I got them?

Abby: Flowers? Yeah, yeah. Go. Flowers. Go. Got it. Leave.

Nick: Thanks for the save back there with Hilary.

Chelsea: You choked, Newman. You better put on your poker face or tonight is gonna go downhill fast.

Nick: The sooner, the better.

Mariah: Really? You're working this event and not one word to me about it?

Hilary: Victor begged me at the last minute to shine a light on Nikki's big day, okay? It's a one-woman job, and that one woman is me. Just relax.

Mariah: And who is this helping you with your one-woman job?

Howard: Hi. Howard.

Mariah: Yeah.

Hilary: Howard flew in specially from L.A. To produce tonight.

Howard: Funnily enough, I'm actually the original owner of GC buzz before her ex Devon bought me out. Small world, huh?

Hilary: Before I took it over and made it what it is today.

Howard: Right.

Devon: Hey, is everything all right here?

Mariah: Yeah. And look who has just arrived. The newest power players in Genoa city and the founders of the Hamilton-winters group, father/son Neil winters and Devon Hamilton. Guys, do you have some business news for us tonight?

Neil: Let me take this. First of all, uh, it's very good to be here. Thank you, but tonight is all about Nikki Newman. I have watched her battle with this disease and fight back more confident, more powerful, more vibrant than ever. She helps me with my own battles. She inspires me, and she's living proof that we can all aspire to be better, to be stronger, and more grateful for every single day that we have on this planet.

Devon: That's right.

Hilary: Thank you. And how do you feel about this incredible evening...Devon?

Devon: Um, I feel great. Nikki is just doing what Nikki's done, and that's give back. In fact, she's been a mentor to her opening act, Tessa porter, who just so happens to be the first artist signed to the Hamilton-winters streaming label.

Hilary: Well, it looks like we got an exclusive after all. Tessa's gonna have to come and visit "the Hilary hour." We'll do a little in-studio session. You always had the best instinct about talent.

Devon: Well, you're too kind. And you're also right.

[Both chuckle]

Victor: Sharon and Scott. I didn't expect to see the two of you together.

Scott: Haven't I mentioned that, uh, we've been seeing each other for a while now.

Victor: Really? Huh. I'll be damned.

Scott: Yeah, yeah, it's been good. And Sharon actually encouraged me to stick around Newman when I wasn't really sure where the job was heading.

Victor: Uh-huh.

Sharon: I know how much you appreciate loyalty and intelligence, victor, so Scott has both of those qualities. I knew that it would pay off for him.

Victor: Scott has been a real asset.

Sharon: Well, once in awhile I get it right. And Scott is wonderful in so many ways.

Victor: Scott, would you mind going backstage and see if Abby needs any help?

Scott: Sure thing.

Victor: Thank you.

Scott: I'll see you in a bit. Yeah.

Sharon: I know that Nikki will play beautifully tonight. Congratulations to you both.

Victoria: Dad. [Sighs] Any news?

Victor: Did you know that Scott Grainger is dating Sharon?

Victoria: No. Should I care?

Victor: Well, he's a young guy, you know. He has a future ahead of him. He's very clever, very bright. Do better than Sharon.

Victoria: You know, it's amazing that you're matchmaking at a time like this. Is there somebody that you have in mind for your protégé? Me? Uh, no. Don't even think about it.

[Guitar playing]

Tessa: Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm mm, mm, mm, mm, mm hey, what are the ice packs for?

Nikki: Oh, um, they're -- they're for flare-ups. They can help.

Tessa: But you're chilling your joints. How can you play like that?

Nikki: If I do play and I have a flare-up... what else am I supposed to do? I can't fight this anymore.

Abby: Nikki, hey, I just wanted to, uh... what's with the ice packs? Are you okay?

Tessa: My pro pianist friend from Chicago, he swears by ice packs before a session. So I told Nikki to give it a try.

Nikki: Yeah, I'm pretty much stuck in my ways, though. I don't know if it'll work for me. Thank you, though, Tessa.

Tessa: Any time. I've got your back.

Nikki: So, um, what are those?

Abby: Noah brought you both flowers. He wanted to deliver them himself, but he is busy fixing our technical difficulties.

Nikki: That's so sweet. I'll have to thank him later.

Tessa: Me, too.

Abby: I just feel so awful not being able to tell you whether or not you're gonna perform. I mean, I-I hate keeping you in limbo.

Nikki: Oh, honey, no, it's not your fault. You're not responsible for mechanical failures.

Abby: Oh, I am responsible for getting people here to fix or replace it.

Tessa: Shouldn't someone make an announcement or something?

Nikki: Oh, no, no. That would never happen. That would mean that victor's not the almighty.

Abby: Yeah, that is not how my father rolls.

Nikki: No, he will wait till the very last moment, and we'll pretend that there are no issues. It's kind of a Newman family trait, now that I think about it.

Hilary: Jack Abbott, don't even think about walking by without saying hello.

Jack: I would not dream of it, Hilary. May I introduce my mother, Dina Mergeron. Mother, this is my dear friend, Hilary Curtis.

Dina: Well, it's nice to finally meet you, dear.

Hilary: It is so nice to meet you, Mrs. Mergeron.

Dina: Thank you.

Hilary: And I do apologize that I wasn't available for your interview when you stopped by GC buzz recently.

Dina: Well, your co-anchor was charming and very professional.

Hilary: Well, I really hope that you will stop by again. And bring your brilliant son with you.

Dina: [Chuckles]

Hilary: But now that I have you here, how do you feel about the Newmans' big night?

Dina: Oh, I'm so looking forward to the music.

Jack: We are all in for a treat. Listen, it's fair to say I am Nikki's biggest fan. I could go on and on about her musical prowess, but then we'd all miss the show.

Dina: Yes, we would, wouldn't we? [Chuckles]

Victor: I hope you brought your checkbook. I expect Hamilton and Winters to make a large contribution.

Neil: Checkbook and a pen.

Victor: Oh, yeah?

Neil: Are you kidding? Already on that, yeah. I wouldn't miss the opportunity to see Nikki play for the world. And it looks like you might be, you know, running a little bit behind.

Victor: No, no, no, no. Everything is fine. Enjoy yourself.

Neil: Okay.

Victor: All right?

Neil: I'll see you in a bit.

Victor: Thank you. Mm-hmm. Well, hello, Dina.

Dina: Hello, victor.

Victor: Don't you look lovely.

Dina: Thank you. And you, you have really outdone yourself.

Jack: Actually, Nikki's the one that's outdone herself for this command performance. Even victor doesn't know what she's put herself through.

Victor: Jack, I certainly don't need you to tell me about my wife.

Jack: I don't know. Maybe you do. Oh, there's my sister. Excuse us, please.

Victor: You're excused.

Ashley: You're looking well, mother.

Dina: Oh, I feel well. Which means I won't be leaving town anytime soon, despite concerns to the contrary.

Jack: Mother.

Ravi: Are you familiar with tonight's pieces, ms. Mergeron? The second movement of the first piece is, well, it's sublime in the hands of a gifted artist.

Dina: Well, I'll certainly look at it very closely. Jack, would you be a dear and go find our seats?

Jack: Uh, sure. Yeah. Care to join me?

Ravi: Sure.

Ashley: Something wrong?

Dina: Oh, no, no, no, darling. I just want to compliment you on your choice of escort for this evening. Your young man is delightful.

Ashley: He's not exactly my young man.

Dina: Oh, well, I see nothing wrong with enjoying the company of a very handsome gentleman. I assume you are enjoying him.

Ashley: Can we please not go there?

Dina: Why not? You certainly went there with questions about graham.

Ashley: It wasn't quite the same.

Dina: Wasn't it, dear?

Nick: Dad, you see the time? People are taking their seats expecting mom to perform. Someone's gonna have to say something.

Victor: Son, you're a guest here tonight. This is not your concern.

Nick: You are kidding yourself if you think that equipment's just gonna fix itself magically. It's not gonna happen.

Victor: How the hell do you know that?

Abby: Who said you could touch that?

Scott: Oh.

Abby: Have you seen Noah?

Scott: Why do you need Noah? What's going on?

Abby: What are you even doing back here? You're not on duty tonight.

Scott: Victor sent me.

Abby: [Laughs] Of course he did, yeah. To check up on me? To tell me how inadequate I am? Yeah, no, I'm good. I've already gotten that message.

Scott: What are you talking about? You've orchestrated the whole thing from start to finish. If anything went wrong, we can -- we can work it out.

Abby: No, not anything went wrong. Everything went wrong. So go find your seat, have some bubbly. Either Nikki will perform on that stage tonight or I am going to stand out there and let everyone throw tomatoes at me. Yeah, that should be entertaining.

Scott: Look, tell me how I can help.

Abby: Please just go to your seat. Really.

Scott: Should I stall?

Abby: What's the point in dragging out the misery? The show will either happen or it won't. Look, maybe help my dad out with the guests. At least he still trusts one of us.

Scott: Hey, you busted your butt on this. You've -- you've pulled off the impossible. I'm impressed.

Abby: No, I almost pulled it off. [Scoffs] Almost.

Scott: Yeah.

Abby: No, seriously, just -- just go.

Scott: All right.

Noah: Abby.

Abby: Noah! Please tell me you have good news.

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