Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 5/8/01
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Mimi: Cute...until someone like Belle or Shawn finds out we're behind this.
Jan: Here we go again.
Mimi: This could all blow up in our faces, Jan.
Jason: What the hell are you guys looking at?
Belle: Do you like Macy Gray? Her lyrics -- they really speak to me. She's sensitive yet cool at the same time.
Chloe: Yeah, she's all right, but I've kind of gotten into Eminem lately.
Belle: You're kidding, right? He's so out there. Chloe, he hates women.
Chloe: Oh, well, everyone hates something. At least he does it with poetry, and besides, he gets his issues heard.
Belle: But his issues are very scary. He views life as dark and depressing.
Chloe: Well, then I guess you could say I have a dark view of things, too, just because I don't think every day is sunshine.
[Cellular phone rings]
Philip: Hey, Chloe, what are you doing?
Chloe: It's Philip. He wants to know what I'm doing.
Belle: He sure keeps tabs on you, doesn't he?
Chloe: Uh, it's really funny that you called. Actually, I'm in line at Salem Stadium trying to get tickets for the Eminem concert.
Philip: You're kidding. I mean, you like Eminemís music?
Chloe: Is that a problem for you, Philip?
Philip: No, no, I mean, his message is kind of dark -- I mean, not satanic but weird.
Chloe: Well, that's your opinion.
Philip: Look, I don't want you down there all by yourself.
Chloe: Oh, don't worry. There are tons of guys here. So don't worry about me.
Philip: Never mind. I'll come pick you up right away.
Chloe: No, no. Actually, Iím hanging out at Belle's house.
Philip: What? Why did you lie to me?
Brady: Finally, Doc's not around. I can talk to my dad in peace.
Brady: I see. Well, in that case, I'll just go back to my cell.
John: Oh, come on. Don't run off like that.
Brady: My physical therapist isn't that good, dad. I can't exactly run yet.
John: What I mean is why don't you hang here with me for a minute? 'Cause there's something I need to say to you. I'm proud of you, son.
Hope: I'll be right out.
Bo: Okay. Welcome to the evening domestic news. Our eldest son is still at his grandparents' pub having a great time. I just put our youngest son to sleep in the nursery. That took forever. Jen is still downstairs manning the baby monitor. Thank God.
Bo: What are you doing?
Bo: Hmm, well, that didn't feel like nothing.
Hope: I know what you like, Brady.
Bo: Oh, yeah?
Bo: What do I like?
Hope: In next to nothing. Maybe, um, a movie later?
Bo: How about between the next to nothing and the movie?
Hope: Oh, I think, um, we can think of something to do.
Hope: Now, I know Iíve said this before, but I don't think men are wired to actually believe it when a woman says she wants another baby, but you see, I really do.
Bo: Mm-hmm. Why?
Hope: Because J.T. needs somebody to play patty cake a child that's yours and mine.
Bo: Unlike J.T., Who's not mine.
Hope: No. Oh, my God, Bo. That's not -- I completely think of J.T. As yours.
Bo: Yeah, well, he's not.
Stefano: There is no way that this Glen creature, that refugee from some garbage dump, could be the father of Hope's child.
Lexie: Well, I know that Bo's not the father. I overheard Hope speaking to Marlena, practically threatening her. Plus, Hope admitted it to me. I got the feeling both Hope and Marlena know who the father is. You do, too, don't you?
Stefano: How could I possibly --
Lexie: Stop lying! Look, if ever there was a time for the truth, this is it. Now tell me, damn it.
Philip: Why did you lie to me?
Chloe: Lie? I didn't lie to you, Philip. I was just kidding. Belle and I were discussing the pros and cons of Eminem. You called, and I wanted to tease you. Is teasing your boyfriend such a big no-no?
Philip: Nah, you're allowed, if I can tease you back. Look, I didn't call you to talk about Eminem, but if you do decide to go to the stadium neighborhood, let me know and I'll take you.
Chloe: I can take care of myself.
Philip: Okay, well, what are you doing right now? You want to meet at .Com?
Chloe: Is Belle invited?
Philip: Yeah, yeah, I guess. Yeah, Shawn will be there, too. So will I see you?
Chloe: Well, let me ask her first. Hold on. Do you want to go to .Com? It'll be me and Philip and you and Shawn.
Belle: Um, okay.
Chloe: Good news. We're both going.
Philip: How soon?
Philip: How soon will I see you? I mean, are you heading straight over or are you going to stop someplace first?
Shawn-D: What are you, practicing to become a lawyer? You're, like, cross-examining your own girlfriend.
Philip: Shut up. Shut up, dude. I can't hear what she's saying. What did you say, Chloe?
Chloe: I'm just saying we have to do a few girl things first involving hair and lip-gloss and such.
Philip: You're always beautiful, Chloe. I love you.
[Cellular phone hangs up]
Belle: I have a really good idea. Let's take Brady with us.
John: Now, I know that this final settlement didn't even come close to what you wanted or what you deserved, in my opinion, but you're dealing with it, and for that, I have to commend you. Also, I have to say if you can recover from that shock, I feel pretty good about your physical recovery.
Brady: Well, it's still going to take some time. You know that.
John: Well, let me spend it with you. I mean, I can't do the reps for you, but I can go to physical therapy with you, and I can help you work out here at home.
Brady: That's awesome, dad, that you want to help me out and everything, but the problem is, I don't really feel like this is my home. I mean, it's not your fault, but what I said before about me going back to my cell -- you thought I was just being a smart mouth, but that's what this place feels like to me, you know? Prison. I come down those stairs every morning, and Iím afraid that I have to face the Warden, otherwise known as your wife. She wants me out of here, dad. You know it and I know it. But I look back and I swear there was a time where she loved me and we played games together, and she gave me milk and cookies.
John: She did a lot more than that. She loved you as if you were her own.
Brady: I don't know, dad. Maybe when she told me that I wasn't really hers, maybe something changed inside of her. Maybe she realized that she didn't really love me after all. Still, like I said, I'm guessing here, piecing together old memories from the past, but this I know. She's not going to be happy until I'm out of her life, and to her, that means out of your life and out of Belle's life --
Marlena: How long will you stand there and let him lie to you?
Hope: Who cares about biology? Bo, you are J.T.'s father in all of the important ways. He's the luckiest baby since Shawn was born because you are the best dad any child could ever want. You listen to me. You are J.T.ís father in my mind and in my heart, and that's why I know there is just never going to be any problems.
Bo: You might not have any problems, but I do. Come here. Sit down. I don't know if you're ready to hear this, but I got to tell you, I need to know who J.T.'S father really is. Not knowing the truth -- it's eating me up inside.
Lexie: Tell me the truth about Hope's baby! No lies, no evasions! Just the truth! Who's the father?
Stefano: Alexandra, calm, hmm? Calm, calm. Now...Tell me again.
Lexie: I see that look in your eyes, father. You're trying to think of another lie, aren't you?
Stefano: Look, if you don't stop badgering me, I can't think at all.
Lexie: Well, what's there to think about, huh? What God-awful thing did you do?
Lexie: Oh, my God. No, it can't be. It can't be, no, no.
Stefano: What can't be?
Lexie: Father, none of this makes any sense, unless... Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Hope got pregnant when she was Princess Gina, and Princess Gina drank, but what did she drink and how much? Champagne. That's it. A few glasses before dinner. Granted, that's more than Hope drinks, but on a scale of 1 to 10, that doesn't make her a lush. And when the two of you were held prisoner, she didn't have any alcohol at all, yet her baby was born with severe fetal alcohol syndrome. We all thought, "okay, Princess Gina -- all the drinking in Paris." But no, unh-unh. Marlo, though. Marlo was a raging drunk, and she used drugs -- weed, painkillers, whatever made the time fly by until she could get rid of the baby that she was carrying, but Isaac is healthy. Marlo gave birth to one of the healthiest babies that any of us have ever seen.
Lexie: So many times I felt so guilty. I said, "poor Hope with her sick baby," while my adopted baby was perfect in every way. Marlo didn't give birth to Isaac. That's the only explanation. Isaac isn't Marlo's birth child. Somehow Marloís baby and Hope's baby got switched.
Jason: So, what's with the spy routine, you guys? What kind of new secrets are you keeping from me now, Jan?
Jan: We were just checking out an all-girls web site.
Jason: Really? Now, why would you do that if you've got a perfect example of a guy right here?
Mimi: Way too close. What if Jason had seen?
Jan: For the last time, we won't get caught. There was your brilliant idea to change the background on the video so it wouldn't look like the girls' locker room anymore. It cost more money to produce, but it was worth it. And you were right about not keeping Kevin in the loop. Blackmail is working really well on him so far, but the less he knows, the safer we are.
Mimi: And it all happens at the last blast, right -- when opera girl makes her big premiere?
Jan: Right, on the night of the dance. And you know that big video screen Georgia got the student council to pop for?
Mimi: No. Oh, my God.
Jan: Yes. Right in the middle of the music videos, opera girl will premiere 20 feet tall, in all her naked glory, soaping up her magnificent orbs. That's what they call boobs in these romance novels my mom reads in the tub.
Mimi: Ghoul girl is going to freak out.
Jan: She won't be the only one. She'll be dancing with Philip. One year later, and they're still going strong. Ecch. What a cute couple until Philip gets a look at the naked diva showing it off in public. By the time that video is over and everyone's had a good look, Philip will dump Chloe lame-o for good.
Shawn-D: [Mocking] I love you, Chloe. Oh, I love you, Chloe. I love you.
Philip: Get off me, man. You have problems, you know?
Shawn-D: Oh, yeah? Tell me what my problems are, Uncle Phil.
Philip: Just wait until you fall in love. That's all I can say.
Shawn-D: Oh, yeah, I hope Iím not going to be as pathetic as you, calling her every 10 minutes like you're going to die if you don't see her or something. Get your own life, man.
Philip: Dude, girls like a guy to be jealous. That's how they know we care.
Shawn-D: Okay, remind me not to get any tips from you when Iím dating someone.
Philip: And when is that going to be, the year 3000?
Shawn-D: Yeah. Ha ha.
Philip: Yeah. Come on. Let's get to .Com before Chloe does.
Shawn-D: Why? What happens if she gets there first? Oh, my God. Oh, my God,
Philip. You know what? If we're five minutes late, she might actually run off with somebody else.
Philip: Well, she better not.
Shawn-D: Whoa. Whoa. Okay, I was just kidding.
Philip: Well, it's not funny. Okay, I love her, and she's my girl. She's never going to be with anybody else.
Chloe: I don't understand why you'd want your brother to come along on your date tonight.
Belle: Because I will have a better time if he does, and it is not a date. But maybe I'm being selfish. You and Brady don't exactly get along.
Chloe: No, it's okay. I've decided not to let Brady get to me anymore.
Belle: I just wish I could get my mom to feel that way.
Marlena: Your son doesn't know what it means to tell the truth. I expect you to know when he's lying and when he is twisting things to make me look bad. "Marlena doesn't remember loving me"? "She hates me"? I don't hate you. I never hated you, but I never said that I hate you. I said you need some help.
Brady: I need help? Marlena, you should see yourself right now.
Marlena: You need some therapy. I suggested counseling. I have suggested getting a job so that your focus changes from anything else besides hating me. I've tried ignoring you, I've tried being polite to you, and I've tried to find a shred of common decency in you, but after what Iíve heard you say just now, I don't -- you need to hold him accountable.
Belle: Mom, Mom, calm down. We could hear you from upstairs.
Marlena: Calm down? "Try to be more understanding, Marlena"? "He's a kid,
Marlena"? I am sick to death of being held accountable for everything wrong in your life. Look, I'm sorry that it happened, but I'm not to blame for your mother's death.
John: Hey, stop --
Marlena: And I'm accountable for everything that I say, everything Iíve ever said, right? But he can threaten everybody, and it's okay?
Belle: Brady, we're going to go to .Com, and you're coming with us.
Brady: Thank you. Anything to get out of range of Marlenaís poison. Why do you hate me so much?
Marlena: Oh, just leave me alone. Just get out.
Belle: Go get the elevator. I'll be out in a second.
Belle: Mom? What is happening to you? Who are you?
Marlena: I'm sorry that you had to see that. I just lose it around your brother. He pushes my buttons.
John: Can we just not drag Belle into this mess, please?
Marlena: She is in it. She's right in the middle of it, and she's part of this family, and she has a right to know what caused it. Brady knew that I was on the balcony.
John: I told him you were out there on the balcony. I just didn't know that you were listening in to our conversation.
Marlena: He knew it, he knew it. He looked at me, then he went into this old act of his where he tries to convince you that he wants to be my friend if I weren't so irrational and mean and nasty.
Belle: She's right, dad. Brady should be an actor. He's really good at performing.
John: You honestly believe that?
Belle: Oh, yeah. When you're here, Brady acts like he's trying to work on this, but when you're not around, I get this definite feeling that all he really wants is for Mom to pack up and leave. I wanted to be strong and state my position, but all I really want, Mom, is for you not to go. I can't lose you.
Chloe: You know, I know I told you not to let her win, but my God, Brady, you don't have to destroy the poor woman. You're acting like some jungle predator, and Dr. Evans is your prey.
Brady: Dad thinks Iím sweet. Well, no, not sweet. Belle's sweet. But when he sees me with my canes, he's putty in my hands.
Chloe: You have a pretty decent father. Don't blow it.
Brady: What kind of a crack is that?
Chloe: I'm just saying the position you've staked out is pretty shaky. This woman had no choice about having you in her life, and from what I've heard; she cared
about you like you were her own little baby boy for your whole childhood.
Brady: Whoa, whoa. Chloe, you know nothing about my childhood.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I know what mine was like, and you have nothing to complain about.
Brady: Sorry we don't all have the abandoned orphan card to play. What I do know is that as I got older, around 8 or 9, all of a sudden Marlena was competing with me for my dad's attention.
Chloe: That's all in your warped mind.
Brady: It's the warped truth. Suddenly, Marlena got that I was Isabellaís son, the only woman my dad ever really loved and the one he'll never forget.
Lexie: Father, it sounds insane, I know that, but what if the babies were switched?
Stefano: Don't be ridiculous. That only happens in movies.
Lexie: Well, there have been stories in the news --
Stefano: Forget about the stories, all right? This is University Hospital you are talking about -- your workplace, for God's sake. There are plenty of security measures that are in place.
Lexie: But what if there was a breakdown in procedure? I mean, J.T. and Isaac were born on the same night at approximately the same time. Hope and I have always been so proud of that -- for best friends to have our babies born in the same hospital at the same time.
Lexie: He's so precious, isn't he?
Hope: I know, I know. He looks different to me.
Bevy: Well, they change so dramatically from the moment of birth.
Lexie: Yeah, my baby looks different from the first time I saw him, too. I knew it. I knew it then. I saw that my baby looked different, but I was so happy to be holding him in my arms. God! Uhh! I waited so long to be a mom. I've never been a mother before. I've never given birth. It never entered my mind that something so awful --
Stefano: Alexandra, you must stop this.
Lexie: No, no, no! You stop! You stop pretending that my life and my world havenít just ended. This man Glen comes out of nowhere. He knows Marlo. Last time he saw her she was pregnant with his kid. Now this damn DNA test. Oh, I'm the one who set it up. I was so smart, wasn't I? I was so ahead of the game. Well, the test proves that Glen is the father of Hope's baby. I don't understand this, father, because Hope never knew Glen. Princess Gina never knew Glen. I mean, Hope's baby must have been conceived in Paris, right? Glen's never been to Paris. Come on, he's never been out of Podunk, U.S.A. No, unh-unh. Glen's baby must be Marlís baby. I thought that Abe and I had Marloís baby, but Isaac is... Aah! The babies were switched. They were switched. Now I'm going to lose Isaac. I'm going to lose my baby, and Hope -- we're both going to lose our babies.
Bo: I have worked through some pretty heavy stuff in order to get to the place where I can love J.T. If he were my own. I'm his dad. I don't want that to change.
Hope: Then leave it alone. Let's not tempt the fates by trying to know everything,
Bo. Why can't we just accept J.T? In our lives the way things are and love him for who he is, not where he came from?
Bo: Hope, Iíve got some leads I can follow. It would be simple --
Hope: Oh, great, great. Okay, great. So what are you going to do, just circle the globe asking strange men where they were during a particular month almost two years ago?
Bo: Hope, I don't --
Hope: Bo, that's crazy.
Bo: I don't have to do that. The father is someone Gina loved. Why else would she risk getting pregnant?
Hope: Women get pregnant by accident. It happens.
Bo: All I have to do is find out whom she loved. Who did Gina love?
Hope: I don't know.
Brady: Look, everything I just said is not for publication, okay? Especially keep the lid on around Belle. I don't want to upset her.
Chloe: So you do have a heart. Sure, I'll keep your dark secret.
Brady: Thank you. Although maybe I shouldn't get my hopes up. You did spill the beans to me about my grandfather being alive.
Chloe: Can we please pretend that didn't happen? It's not exactly my favorite memory. Besides, concerning your secret, what reason do I have to blab to Belle about your stepmom?
Belle: What's going on out here?
Stefano: What possessed you to switch the DNA without telling me, Alexandra?
Lexie: I thought I had it figured out. It should have worked.
Stefano: But it did not work, and now your situation is a code blue all because you did not tell me what you were planning.
Lexie: Damn it, father! You're the one who always told me that I am more and more like a DiMera every day.
Lexie: So? I thought, yes, I am! I can do this. I can save my son. Look, I needed an ironclad guarantee that Glen could not prove paternity. It wasn't supposed to turn into the nightmare of my life.
Stefano: Yes, and it would not have turned into the nightmare if you had listened to me. I said to you, don't worry. Hmm? Didn't I say that to you? I told you, let your father take care of it. I promised you that you would not lose Isaac.
Lexie: And just what made you so damn sure? I came over here practically vibrating, I was so nervous about the D.N.A. test and what it might reveal, but you -- oh, you were cool as a cucumber. It didn't register at the time. I guess I was jumpy enough for both of us, but now... Did you know the babies had been switched?
Lexie: You had something to do with it, didn't you?
Stefano: I am not the villain here, my dear, just because you have made the most colossal mistake of your life. I did nothing to make that D.N.A. test come back positive. You can take all the credit for that. No, no, you -- you and that friend of yours -- Brandon!
Lexie: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Of course you didn't. What reason would you have? I just don't understand how the hospital could have made such a huge mistake. I know those nurses. They're caring and responsible. They were so happy for me that night and for Hope. How could they have been so careless? And those I.D. Bracelets. Father, I'm a Pediatric Physician. I know. Those bracelets might as well be made of steel. They just don't come off. Does it make any sense to you at all?
Stefano: It may not make sense, but obviously, whatever happened, you got Hope's child, and Hope got the child that I meant for you to have, which was Marloís child.
Lexie: That explains why J.T. has been so sick -- Marlo's drinking. I would have loved him, father. I would have taken care of him if Iíd known. Oh, my God. The operation that J.T. Had, all the trips to the emergency room, all those nights that Hope held him in her arms, walking him back and forth until he calmed down long enough to fall asleep. Hope. I've got to tell her she has the wrong baby.
Stefano: No. No. You will do nothing of the kind.
Bo: It's got to be John Black. I mean, he's the one she had a thing for all those years. It makes sense she'd want to carry his child.
Hope: No. No, Bo, I... We -- we ruled out that theory, remember? John was marrying Marlena during that time, right? Bo, come on. We have everything we've ever wanted. We're together, we love each other, and we have our children to think about. Bo, come on. Can't we just accept how lucky we are and forget about whom this other man is?
Bo: I love you, fancy face. I love our kids. But I cannot live with this question hanging over my head. That is not an option. I have got to find out who J.T.'S father is.
Belle: You two look like you robbed the cookie jar. What's going on?
Brady: Nada. Let's go over to .Com, listen to some cool tunes. What do you say?
Chloe: Like you know what's cool.
Marlena: You're probably upset with me for leaning on Belle for support. I-I haven't done that before, but these circumstances are --
John: No, that's not what I was thinking.
Marlena: What were you thinking?
John: Well, I was thinking that I guess men just go through life clueless, don't they? Women, though, they have this -- this internal monitor that's going on all the time and clicking away, and they just kind of size up situations and people's motives.
Marlena: Like Belle?
John: Just wasn't until --
Marlena: Wasn't until Belle said it that you actually believed it.
John: Guess I should listen to my daughter more, huh? And my wife?
John: I know that you're probably sick of hearing me say this, but I honestly believe things are going to get better here. This is just taking a hell of a lot longer than I thought. But you know when it comes to my family Iíve got more patience than a hospital. The question is, how about you? You willing to stick it out if -- if I make the perks... A little extra special?
Marlena: You are mighty sure of yourself.
John: Right about now my love for you is the only damn thing I am sure of.
Shawn-D: Mimi! Mimi!
Mimi: Oh, my God! What are you trying to do?
Shawn-D: Get your attention.
Mimi: Well, you've got it, now what do you want to do with it, big boy?
Jan: Mimi, don't make an ass of yourself.
Mimi: Shawn and I are talking. Could you please not interrupt?
Jan: Wow, I bet that makes your day, huh, Shawn?
Philip: You know what, Jan? Just lose the attitude. It's getting really tired.
Jan: You know what's getting tired, k-man? The way you obsess over Chloe lame-O. You live to serve her, or should I say, service her?
Philip: If you weren't a girl, I --
Jason: You know what? Jan's right -- you're Chloeís little love slave, and it's fricking pathetic, man. I mean, look, you got drool all over your chin --
Jan: Ew, gross.
Jason: After all, I bet Chloe does like drool, though. It might remind her of chicken blood --
Philip: One more word out of you, Jason, and Iím --
Philip: Outside! Take back what you said about my girlfriend!
Shawn-D: Would you guys stop? You're acting like a bunch of jackasses.
Mimi: They're guys. What do you expect? You're a guy, but you know, I mean stupid guys.
Jan: My boyfriend is not stupid! Mess up his face, Jason!
Shawn-D: Philip, back off! Jason, let him go!
Jan: Jason, get him! Jason, come on!
Chloe: You guys, you'll hurt each other!
Jan: Aah! He's hurt! Oh, my God!
Philip: Come on, man, get up! Don't talk about my girl like that!
Chloe: What have you done?
Jan: Jason! Jason! You didn't have to kill him! Jason!
Belle: We should call somebody because...
Brady: Oh, he's going to take care of her by himself...
Chloe: He's not getting up.
Brady: Oh, man.
Hope: Please forget about -- forget about this man. You're my husband, and you are the most wonderful father that J.T. could ever want. You're the only man that I can imagine having children with, the only man I ever wanted to give myself to. Oh, Bo, I want you so much. I want to be so close to you that neither one of us can think. Make love to me.
Lexie: Of course, of course. No, no, I can't tell Hope that she has the wrong baby. I-I can't give Isaac up. He's my little boy. Oh, God, please give me some kind of a sign. Okay, um, they're going to be redoing the tests tomorrow morning, and the results will make Glen and the courts think that Glen is the father of my baby. Oh, God!
Stefano: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Alexandra, what were you saying about the morning, the test?
Lexie: Well, the clinic still has the DNA samples. They're going to run the test again, and they're going to have the results around 9:00 or 10:00 tomorrow. And then Iím going to lose my baby. Father. Oh, God.
Stefano: No, you wonít. There will be no more testing.
Lexie: No. They've already set it up.
Stefano: Listen to me. Now, listen, and you do exactly what I tell you. Don't defy me; do not think that you know better than me, because your rebellious actions almost lost you your son. Now, this time you follow my instructions to the letter. Do you understand?
Lexie: Yes. I'll do anything you tell me, anything to keep my baby. I won't let them take him away from me. I won't let glen take him. Hope either. He's my son. Tell me what I have to do to keep him.
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