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Episode #11444 ~ Nick and Sharon prepare for the future; Nate gets comfortable; Hilary points Phyllis in the right direction.

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Previously on "the young and the restless"...

I award temporary custody of christian newman to his grandfather. Permanent custody will be determined pending further review by county social services.

Nick: I happened to be around my parents while they were meeting with ms. Robertson, the social worker at the club. For the first time in a long time, I left that table thinking that dad is not gonna get what he wants.

Sharon: Aiding and abetting a fugitive?

Phyllis: Well, I would like to charge victoria with coming up with a bogus confession out of the blue.

Nate: So I will not commit to this unless you agree to follow my recommendations to the letter.

Billy: I need you to keep your mother busy so she doesn't wonder where I am. Because tonight I win back the money to buy the boat.

Phyllis: [ Scoffs ] These things are impossible.

Summer: Why don't you wait till billy gets back? He's the tv dinner expert. When he's coming back?

Phyllis: He's working late, you know, he's just getting some projects together. He wants to get them in top, top shape. He's not gonna be home for a few hours.

Summer: Well, then, hey, why torture yourself, you know? You and I could go get some actual food, or we could take it to go.

Phyllis: You've inspired me.

Summer: To do what?

Phyllis: Well, I am gonna stop by la trattoria, pick up a gourmet meal for billy and myself, drop it by jabot, and surprise him with dinner! Don't worry, I will get you something delizioso, too.

Summer: No, you can't!

Sharon: [ Gasps ] Oh!

Nick: Oh! Ooh, ooh!

Sharon: Oh, my gosh.

Nick: Sorry. Sorry.

Sharon: No, it's okay. It's -- it's me. I'm still jumpy after see J.T. Out the window last night.

Nick: Yeah, it's not surprising, it's scary stuff.

[ Cellphone chimes ] It's from brittany. "Call me. Asap."

Sharon: This must be it. The decision about christian.

Hilary: Thank you, maxine, for sharing your story with us, and here's hoping that your pet cockatiel's broken wing is on the mend.

[ Nate laughing ]

Mariah: And for a loving pet of your own, please visit our friends at the gc no-kill shelter. We'll be right back.

Hilary: Excuse me. Who laughs at an injured cockatiel? Or are pets not covered under the hippocratic oath? Show some respect.

Nate: I love animals. Sorry, I wasn't following your little show. I was focused on, uh, other things.

Hilary: Maybe you should focus on your date elsewhere so you don't interrupt us again.

Mariah: Hey, hilary! One minute.

Nate: Sharon's not my date. She's an old friend I was trying to catch up with. If you want quiet, try broadcasting from a studio, not a crowded pool. On a roof.

Hilary: You may not get this, but this location is a creative choice. It makes my show energetic, edgy, spontaneous.

Mariah: Hilary! 15 seconds.

Nate: Spontaneity's my middle name.

Hilary: [ Chuckles ] Really? I never would have guessed that.

Mariah: Welcome back to the live edition of "summer in the city."

Hilary: No surfing, viewers. We've got plenty in store to keep you buzzing.

Nick: Yeah, I understand, brittany. Yep, thank you. We'll be waiting for your call. Okay.

Sharon: Nothing yet?

Nick: We're gonna have a ruling by the end of the day, in writing.

Sharon: Well, I suppose victor will, too. At least we won't have to stare at his smug face in a conference room.

Nick: Hey, come on. Don't do that. Don't sound like we already lost this. Because, trust me, we haven'T.

Sharon: I hope not.

Nick: Look, I feel like I've been fighting with my dad forever. But this time, it feels different. I mean, with all the hell that's been rained down upon him, my dad is not gonna bounce back from this. He is not getting what he wants. Not this time.

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Hilary: Well, um, it seems that we have attracted a very enthusiastic and opinionated live audience.

Mariah: We do admit that we're not doctors.

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Mariah: It's always good to end on a high note. [ Laughs ]

Hilary: And with that, thank you all for tuning in.

Mariah: And keep on buzzin' gc. Uh-oh.

Hilary: [ Laughs ] I am so glad that I could help you fill your sabbatical by giving you a live show to ruin.

Nate: I was only trying to save you from a false-claim lawsuit.

Hilary: How would you like it if I followed you around and i commented on your bedside manner?

Nate: Maybe you ought to follow around a real doctor. It'll save you from airing potential misinformation.

Mariah: Sounds like he's angling for a position on the show.

Hilary: I would sooner book dr. Hannibal lecter.

Mariah: But if you have a card...

Hilary: No. No. No need. Meet nate hastings, md. He's neil's godson and my new neighbor. Do not feel the need to entertain him any further, because I don'T.

Mariah: Hi. I'm mariah.

Nate: Pleasure. Pleasure.

Mariah: Nice to meet you. You'll have to excuse your new neighbor. She's very protective about her show.

Nate: So you're saying her bark is worse than her bite.

Mariah: We'll I'm not a vet or a doctor, as you heard, but in all seriousness, she can surprise you, in a good way.

Nate: That would be one hell of a surprise.

Summer: With all the work that he's put into it, I think it might throw him off if you just pop by in the middle of a conference.

Phyllis: I thought you said it was a phone call.

Summer: Yeah, phone conference.

Phyllis: At this hour? With whom?

Summer: Multiple parties. Foreign time zones, I believe. It's some kind of sub-contractor retail deal, but big. He didn't give me the details, but it seems like it could be a potential score for jabot, you know, one that might make ashley take him seriously.

Phyllis: [ Sighs ] She better. I resent her sashaying back in there, you know, trying to catch billy in the act of screwing up, which he hasn'T. You know, I'd like his family to accept that and show one morsel of gratitude because this job and their respect means everything to him.

Summer: Yeah, no, right. I mean, that's why I was thinking that a distraction is the last thing that he needs tonight, and really, there's nothing that distracts him like you do.

Phyllis: [ Chuckles ] I think there's a compliment hidden in there someplace.

[ Laughs ]

Summer: No, it's not hidden. It's out there, front and center, in bold, that my mom is hot.

Phyllis: Really?

Summer: Yeah.

Phyllis: Thank you very much. I just -- I don't know. Having ashley back is a lot of pressure, and that's why I hope he's not being reckless brokering this deal. Did he mention any names or companies?

Summer: Mnh-mnh. No. Not to me, he didn'T. But, you know, the vibe was very "I got this." You know, in the meantime, we could go to dinner.

Phyllis: You and me.

Summer: Yeah. Why not? Come on. My treat!

Phyllis: [ Chuckling ] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Seriously, what's up? Mother's day was two months ago.

Summer: Okay, what, so now I'm only allowed to be nice to you one day out of the year?

Phyllis: Buttering me up isn't gonna count for much.

Summer: Okay, I don't know if you heard me, mom, but I said it was my treat.

Phyllis: Till the bill comes and your credit card's declined and we're gonna have to dine and dash.

Summer: Okay, well, believe it or not, I will be paying cash tonight, which I got from the bank in exchange for something called "my paycheck."

Phyllis: Really? Did you now?

Summer: Mm-hmm. Yes, I did. And, you know, maybe I want to take my mom out to dinner for possibly being a teeny, teeny, tiny bit...difficult since coming back to town.

Phyllis: Your mother graciously accepts your invitation. Thank you very much.

Summer: Mm-hmm.

Phyllis: This'll be fun!

Summer: Yeah.

Phyllis: Okay, I'll be right back in a second.

Summer: Okay.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

Phyllis: All right! Where are we headed?

Summer: Well, I was thinking top of the tower.

Phyllis: Oh, come on. Really? That place is so expensive, even with your family discount. You should be budgeting. Let's, uh -- let's go to gcac. That's fine.

Summer: No, no, no. Come on. The top of the tower has my favorite rigatoni. I've been craving it for, like, a year.

Phyllis: [ Laughs ] I love it, too, but it's not on their summer menu.

Summer: What? How do you know that?

Phyllis: Because I eat there all the time with lauren. But, you know, I don't know, your grandfather could be there, and that would just be weird. He's always lurking.

Summer: Who cares? Let him lurk! They have strawberry lemonade sorbet there.

Phyllis: I know. I think gcac is like your second home.

Summer: Yeah, I know, but i was hoping that I could make tonight special.

Summer: My beautiful sweet girl's taking me out. It's already special. Have you seen my keys anywhere?

[ Keys jingle ] Sweetie...

Summer: What?

Phyllis: I really hope that i get more quality time than your cellphone tonight.

Summer: Which is why I put it on mute!

Nick: I got christian some new trucks. You know, I got him this all-truck coloring book, some new fat, unbreakable crayons.

Summer: Mm, yeah, I'm sure he'll love all of this.

Nick: Well, then why the sad eyes?

Sharon: I just -- I don't want you getting your hopes high. I know victor's had some recent bad luck, but you know he always rises from the ashes.

Nick: Look, my dad is not the mythical phoenix, all right? Don't buy into his self-generated hype.

Sharon: It's you I believe in.

Nick: My dad's bravado is gonna be the key to his downfall. And the thing is, he doesn't even see it. He can'T. He sits there on his thrown staring down at everyone, shutting out the rest of the world. I mean, look what happened to his precious company. Thanks to J.T. Hellstrom.

Sharon: Well, I hope you're not condoning anything J.T. Did.

Nick: My dad is not the powerhouse he used to be if he let a loser like J.T. Do this much damage.

Sharon: Can we just talk about something else, please? Anything but this.

Nick: Yeah. Okay. Sorry. Sharon, I meant what I said earlier, all right? You're safe here. I got ranch security on high alert. No one is getting on this property that isn't family. You're gonna be fine.

Sharon: I hope so.

Nick: Just count on it, okay? Look, I got to go to this new hope thing, but it won't be long.

Sharon: You don't think we'll hear anything while you're out?

Nick: Brittany said she would e-mail the decision when she hears. I'll keep checking my phone.

Sharon: Well, hurry, though. I hate the thought of you getting the news alone.

Nick: Don't worry about that, all right? This time, it's gonna be good news. I have zero doubt.

Victor: Let's make this quick. I still have some other work to do.

Nate: Tonight? What happened to "taking it easy?"

Victor: Listen, with all the attacks on my company, it's not a viable option, all right?

Nate: Mr. Newman, you and i both made a commitment to this treatment. Your physical therapist told me that you cancelled your session today.

Victor: I was doing my best.

Nate: If that were true, you wouldn't have postponed your appointment with me.

Victor: Look, I'm here now. I have other priorities, all right?

Nate: Oh, I'm aware. And, to be honest, I'm only concerned about your health.

Victor: Perhaps I should hire another doctor.

Nate: One that will let you walk all over them.

Victor: Mm.

Nate: Or watch you damage your body even further while they deposit your checks. If that is your idea of a personal physician, then this, with us, it's not gonna work.

Victor: You finished?

Nate: Almost.

Victor: Mm.

Nate: See, I'm like you in a way. That's why neil thought that we'd work well together.

Victor: Mm.

Nate: The three of us, we have no patience for people who do their jobs half-assed.

Victor: Mm.

Nate: So if you feel that you can do better elsewhere, please, walk out that door. But just know that next time it may be a hell of a lot more than a glass of water that hits the floor. It might be you. Now I'm finished.

Victor: Let's get started, doc, okay? I need to be 100% to fight all that is coming my way and show no weakness. But I'll tell you something. If you don't fulfill your commitment, you're gonna need a doctor.

Victor: So? What's the verdict? Will I see the end of the month, or should I go straight to my bucket list?

Nate: Your recovery's taken a step back. How closely did you follow your previous doctor's instructions?

Victor: To be honest with you, it was a rather tedious regime, and I only saw paltry results.

Nate: Honesty. Thank you. I'm up for new approaches like functional muscular electro-stimulation, but nothing beats intense old-fashioned physical therapy. But doing it right takes more effort than you've been giving it.

Victor: All right. I'm not afraid of hard work. I will give you my best shot.

Nate: Smart, but you're not going to like what I have to say next.

Sharon: Christian's fate is about to be handed down. Sitting around here waiting for that is driving me nuts.

Mariah: You have done everything you can. There's nothing else to do but wait. I mean, we could watch a mindless fluff film or something like that.

Sharon: Mnh-mnh. No. I don't think I can concentrate, even on fluff. It helps a lot that you're here, though. And even though you're putting up an impressive front, I'm sure you're worried about this outcome.

Mariah: Of course I am. I've bonded with the little troublemaker, and I'm hoping for the best. So, what else is new? Any more J.T. Sightings?

Sharon: No, thank god.

Mariah: You might not want to talk about this, I get it. But something has been bugging me for a while now.

Sharon: Oh, yeah? What's that?

Mariah: Girls' night. At victoria's house. I was wasted, I know, but i swear I could hear a guy's voice upstairs while I was trying to sleep it off. So I went up and... you wouldn't let me come into victoria's bedroom.

Sharon: Did I? Oh, you mean when we were purging her closet.

Mariah: I know that's what you said. But I was just wondering... was J.T. Up there with you guys?

Phyllis: Well, I'm very excited we are doing this, hanging out, just the two of us.

Summer: Me, too.

Phyllis: I appreciate the gesture, and I want you to have fun, too.

Summer: Oh, I totally am.

Phyllis: You sure? You seem a little distracted.

Summer: Me? No, no. I'm -- I'm just really hungry and I'm second-guessing my order.

Phyllis: Don't worry about it. If you don't like it, they'll take it back. So, I want you to tell me. What's been going on with you?

Summer: Well, um, work has been a lot more interesting than I expected.

Phyllis: Do tell.

Summer: Well, the creative side of my brain is getting a major workout, just constantly having to solve all these random problems.

Phyllis: Mm-hmm.

Summer: In fact, um, I'm gonna check my fenmore's e-mail because it's been a few hours...

Phyllis: Honey, honey, honey honey. Chill. I promise you, you are crushing this gig, but nobody expect you to be on call this late at night.

Summer: If you insist.

Phyllis: Yes. Believe me, I know all too well what it's like to be wrapped up in a job that you love, and I am delighted to be saying this, but do not work too hard.

Summer: That was a lot better than the opposite. Holy crap. Oh, my --

Phyllis: What? What?

Summer: That's why I've been second-guessing my order. I've never got the corn fritters here before, and I didn't ask they were cooked in peanut oil.

Phyllis: Well, I didn't either. That is awful. A fatal allergic reaction would ruin dinner, for sure.

Summer: I know, I'm sorry. I always ask.

Phyllis: Well, I'll go check with the kitchen and make sure everything's cool.

Summer: Thank you. You're the best.

Phyllis: Ah, good news! No peanut oil.

Summer: Oh! Yay!

Phyllis: [ Chuckles ]

Summer: Mm! Mnh-mnh. I thought we were going phoneless.

Phyllis: One text to billy. It's just a quick check-in, okay? 10 seconds on the clock. It's real quick.

Summer: Okay. Uh, george.

Hey, you.

Summer: Hi.

Joining the game tonight upstairs?

Summer: Game?

Yeah, I heard your friend --

Summer: No. Nope. Um, not me. Not tonight. I'm just having dinner with my mother.

This is your mom?

Summer: Mm-hmm.

You have got to be kidding.

Summer: Well, I'm not. So have fun, okay? Bye. Sorry, that was so rude.

Phyllis: [ Chuckles ] You or him? Looked like a lovely guy.

Summer: See? I told you, you're too hot for your own good.

Phyllis: I have been told that. What kind of games did he think you'd be playing with him?

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Summer: Yeah, um, I saw it on social media, some website's hosting a video game tournament upstairs.

Phyllis: Which video game?

Summer: Like I'd know.

Phyllis: You saw it online. They had to have the name of the game.

Summer: I don't remember. Extreme something 12, maybe?

Phyllis: [ Gasps ]

Summer: You know, carnage, monsters, felonies, the whole...

Phyllis: That sounds like fun!

Summer: Okay, well, um, we have dinner on the way.

Phyllis: We could take it to go. I mean, they could be previewing some, like, blockbuster release that no one's even seen before.

Summer: Okay, you are really geeking me out.

Phyllis: Wouldn't you like to see your mom mop up the floor with a bunch of gamer boys? I mean, if there's a prize, we could split it. It'd be like a finder's fee.

Summer: Okay, um, well, i just kind of thought that it was gonna be our night. But it's fine, you can go upstairs, and I will just write the saddest blog, that my mom ditched me for some multi-player beta test.

Phyllis: I'm not ditching you. I want you to come with me. It would be even more special. We never do anything like this. Where's that competitive side of yours?

Summer: Okay, mom, I don't really want to have to compete for your attention with some stupid video game. It's fine. It's pretty clear where your priorities are, so just go. I insist.

Victor: Now, I already told you that I neither like nor need medication, okay?

Nate: If you want to get well, you do, and I'll e-mail your physical therapist and let him know the treatment we agreed on, starting tomorrow.

Victor: No, tomorrow won't work because I'm expecting an important legal decision tonight.

Nate: That's tonight and not tomorrow. Tomorrow you have physical therapy. And I need you to resist negotiating any part of our treatment plan. Mr. Newman, you cannot make deals where your health is concerned.

Victor: [ Chuckles ] All right.

Nate: I hope so.

Victor: Yep. Thank you.

Nate: You're welcome. More sleep, more physical therapy, less stress. You need all three to make this work.

Victor: You have a good night.

Nate: You, as well.

[ Sighs ] Damn it.

Hilary: All those super powers are still no match for common carelessness. Okay, I know that you exist on a plane that is far above our trivial and mundane lives, but let me help you out. If you, um, push that button right next to the door over there, it rings a bell inside, neil hears it, he comes, he lets you in.

Nate: Neil's not home. Obviously.

Hilary: Well, you were talking to someone right before I came out. Who was that?

Nate: It's on a need-to-know basis, and you don't need to know.

Hilary: [ Chuckles ] Yes, of course. I forgot how massively important you are.

Nate: Hey, you -- you guys probably have a key for emergencies, right?

Hilary: Oh, yes, actually -- actually, we do. Let me know if one comes up.

Nate: Well, I'll just ask devon and shauna. Maybe they have it.

Hilary: They're both not home, but good thought. You know, why don't you just call a locksmith? Oh. Might be kind of tough, huh? Without your phone and your wallet. Well, if you manage to lure one up here, try not to piss them off, okay? Toodles.

Nick: Everything is in there.

Sharon: I'm surprised that you could remember much of anything about girls' night. Tequila, it's a mind-eraser. It's like blackout-in-a-bottle.

Mariah: I know, I know, but this specific thing has always been pretty clear. A guy's voice.

Sharon: Well, then my best guess is... phyllis. No, I'm serious, you put a couple cocktails in her, she starts sounding like robert de niro.

Mariah: Mom. We have been through some pretty messed up stuff together. Whatever this is, it's killing you. I've seen it for months now. Ever since that night.

Sharon: I'm fine. I really am.

Mariah: That's great. That's all that I want for you, I promise. But I am not going to judge you. I'm not gonna be upset or shocked by anything that you could have possibly done. I'm on your side, and I don't want you to ever forget that. So tell me. Please tell me the truth.

Sharon: All right. Yes. You heard J.T.'S voice. He was upstairs that night.

Summer: I really had fun tonight. I hope that my tantrum about the game tournament didn't spoil it.

Phyllis: Oh, come on, when it comes to tantrums, I'm a seasoned veteran. It barely qualified as a hissy fit.

Summer: Yeah, well, still, i mean, that kind of immaturity is the old summer, which needs to stay in the past with the rest of her.

Phyllis: I'm very happy that you want to spend the time with just me, as dysfunctional and co-dependent as I sound.

Summer: No, hey, you know what, just forget about my drama because I really had fun with you tonight. We should make a habit of it.

Phyllis: I like that. My treat next time.

Summer: Oh, thank you.

Phyllis: Yeah. Ay yai yai.

Summer: What's wrong?

Phyllis: Oh, billy hasn't resurfaced since I text him before we got our food.

Summer: You know what, don't read that much into it. Calibrating your feelings based on wi-fi will always do damage.

Phyllis: [ Laughs ] That's what I tell lauren every digital crisis. You know, but even in the off chance that the text message is delayed, I know he's seen it, you know. He could be swamped, but at least I'd get some off-color emojis.

Summer: Mm. Tmi, mom.

Phyllis: What? I was demure and respectful.

Phyllis: Good night!

Summer: Good night! Stop worrying!

Mariah: I know -- I know i said that I couldn't be shocked by anything you told me.

Sharon: But you are. Because it is shocking. I helped an abusive, murderous psychopath get out of town to avoid prison.

Mariah: Well, to be more accurate, you and nikki and phyllis helped victoria do that. By not calling the cops. I still can't believe that nikki just let him cruise out of here.

Sharon: Well, it was all so confusing, and it just happened so fast. Victoria was a wreck, and we were sure if she still had feelings for him, or if she was just scared out of her mind of what he might do if she didn't cooperate. We knew how dangerous he was. I just wanted him away from all of us as fast as possible.

Mariah: I mean, how could you not? You were dealing with somebody who tried to murder victor. Not once, but twice. I mean, what if he had turned on you guys up there? What could you have done? Besides bash his head in with one of victoria's power stilettos. No, you did the right thing.

Sharon: Victoria doesn't think so. After he left, she was furious with herself. She just felt weak and ashamed that she'd done what he asked. That's why she confessed it all to paul a few weeks later.

Mariah: Oh, my god. I hope she left you out of it.

Sharon: She said that we'd all gone home before he showed up.

Mariah: Good. That's the least she could do. All you were trying to do was give her a girls' night and cheer her up. If it were me, I would have given you a dozen orchids and a spa gift certificate, but instead, you end up aiding and abetting a fugitive. Some thank-you.

Sharon: I'm lucky I didn't face any repercussions for being there.

Mariah: No, I think you've had plenty. You have been torn up for the longest time. You still are. I just wish you would have told me sooner.

Sharon: No. No, I -- I couldn't -- I couldn't drag you into all of that. I feel bad for doing it now. It's just not fair. This had nothing to do with you.

Mariah: It had nothing to do with you, either. Give yourself a break. I mean, people will support you in this, like me and nick.

Sharon: He can never know about this. This has to stay a secret.

Mariah: I'm not gonna tell anybody, but there are other people that know -- phyllis, nikki, victoria... J.T. I mean, how long do you expect this to stay buried for?

Sharon: If this goes public and I get charged with helping victor's attempted murderer flee justice, he will make sure that nick loses christian for good!

Mariah: Hey. That is not going to happen. I'm just sorry you've had to live with this for months.

Nick: Okay, we'll be in touch. Thank you.

Victor: So, what was that all about? Are you interviewing a prospective new attorney?

Nick: For what?

Victor: Well, for any future legal needs you may have.

Nick: No, just raising money for new hope. I do it pretty much every day.

Victor: Mm. Even tonight?

Nick: Meaning what?

Victor: Well, focused enough to get the job done, you must feel quite confident about the custody decision.

Nick: There is only one ruling that makes sense to any reasonable, non-delusional person.

Victor: Yeah, I agree with you.

Nick: You know, maybe we should both be online, just to check and make sure the arbitrator's ruling isn't leaked before our attorneys have a chance to fill us in.

Victor: You find that plausible?

Nick: Face it -- someone out there has it in for newman enterprises. Or maybe it's just you. Somebody who's smart and vicious and nobody can stop them. Nobody.

[ Cellphones chiming ]

Phyllis: Billy? Hello?

[ Cellphone chimes ] Finally.

Hilary: I am so glad that you called me. You would not believe what dr. Obnoxious was up to. After heckling me on my live show, he had the nerve to ask to borrow my keys. Okay, what's wrong with you?

Phyllis: Billy lied about working late at jabot.

Hilary: There -- there could be many innocent reasons why plans changed.

Phyllis: Yeah, but I'm having déjà vu from a couple weeks ago. When he may have made up another "I'm working late" story over a shipping screw-up.

Hilary: Okay, okay. Let's -- let's think positive. Maybe he is planning a surprise marriage proposal. Hmm? Something elaborate. Or we can just right to worst-case. Phyllis, you really think that billy is cheating on you?

Phyllis: Those nights aside, I mean, we spend a lot of time together, you know. I know he's happy. I know he loves me. Our amorous activity hasn't slowed down at all. We just had sex in an elevator.

Hilary: [ Scoffs ] Okay, he would be crazy to stray from all of this and all of that. But you know your man. You think something's weird, then...maybe it is. So...

Phyllis: What is this?

Phyllis: It's a private investigator that we use for my show.

Phyllis: You really do care. And you have all the answers. But I, uh, cannot spy on billy.

Hilary: Keep it. Just in case.

Sharon: It's late. Nick must have gotten word by now.

Mariah: You think he's holding back because it's bad news.

Sharon: What else? You lost...

Mariah: [ Gasps ]

Sharon: [ Gasps ]

Nick: Welcome home, big guy.

Sharon: Is this for real?

Nick: Yep.

Mariah: What happened?

Nick: My dad was hiding his health issues, and he was so focused on what was happening with newman enterprises, the arbitrator ruled that christian needed more.

Sharon: Well, he has everything now. And so do we.

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