Days Transcript Monday 5/14/01

Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 5/14/01

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[Light jazz music playing]

Craig: Nancy, why don't you get a sudden urge to go powder your nose and go talk to Chloe in the ladies' room?

Nancy: Craig, she cut me off. There's no way Iím going to grovel at my ungrateful Daughter's feet.

Nancy: She thinks she's hot stuff, hanging out with the Kiriakis clan. Ha. Who knows? Maybe Victor will adopt her and take her off my hands.

Philip: Thanks for letting Chloe come to dinner with us, Dad. It really means a lot.

Victor: To you, or to both of you?

Philip: To me, of course. I guess I'm not too subtle about my feelings, am I? Chloe's gorgeous, she's classy, and she's smart, too. I knew all you'd have to do is get to know her better, Dad, and then you'd be crazy about her, too.

Philip: This raised eyebrow thing is getting really old, Dad. It's you and Nicole acting like you've got some secret from me, and I'm sick of it. What is going on here?

Bart: Where have you been all my life, you sexy thing?

Chloe: Are you talking to me?

Bart: Those eyes, that hair, those...Hoy, man. You've got a real Gina Lollobrigida thing going, baby, you know that? Some people said she was the poor man's Sophia Loren, but not me. Gina had it all, and...So do you. Can I buy you a drink and start living my life?

Chloe: If you want to go to prison.

Bart: You been talking to Rolfie. Oh, man. Are you some kind of Mata Hari?

Chloe: The spy?

Rolf: All the pieces are in place. Salem is in for quite a blowout.

Bo: You're acting like Iím accusing you of something. I'm not. I know you weren't yourself when J.T. was conceived, but that doesn't change the fact that some other man is his biological father, and I'm going to find out who he is.

Hope: Damn it, Bo, why now? Why all of a sudden is it life or death for you to find out something that could destroy all of our lives?

[Slow music playing]

John: Bo and Hope were really going at it, weren't they? I don't think I've ever seen them like that.

Marlena: You know, they fight like everybody else, Iím sure. I've just never seen them do it in public before.

Marlena: What is it?

John: I just got a real heavy vibe about tonight. Something bad is about to go down.

Marlena: I hope you're wrong.

John: Me too.

Lexie: Who was on the phone?

Stefano: Don't worry your pretty little head about it. Let me order another bottle of Merlot. You need to relax.

Lexie: No, I need for this night to be over. Look, I want to make sure that DNA test never sees the light of day and that Glen Person is never allowed to take my baby away from me.

Stefano: Sweetheart, try to keep your voice down. Daddy will take care of everything. Not to fear.

Lexie: And exactly what are you planning, Daddy? What do you have in store for us tonight?

Chloe: I'm not a spy, but you're going to be in major trouble if you keep hitting on me. I'm only 16.

Bart: Whoa. Jump back. Man, in my day teenage girls came with the basic equipment. You're fully loaded.

Chloe: Keep your hands and your eyes to yourself, you middle-aged pervert.

Bart: Okay, okay. Don't -- don't get your knickers in a twist. What an image. Hey, uh, have a nice life. No offense. See you in a couple years.

Chloe: You're gross.

Bart: Mamma mia.

Chloe: Hey, Nancy. Did you skip your mud pack this week? You look like hell.

Craig: Chloe, you apologize to your Mother right this instant, or din-din with the rich boyfriend is over.

Chloe: Oh, what are you going to do, Craig, drag me out of here by my hair?

Craig: It's the perfect length. Don't tempt me.

Chloe: I thought you were my friend.

Craig: I am, but only when you're treating your Mother with kindness and respect. Now apologize to her for being so rude, or you will be out that door so fast, you will get whiplash.

Chloe: I'm so sorry, Nancy.

Philip: What's your problem, Dad?

Nicole: Philip, lighten up. Victor let you bring your friend to dinner. Don't make a big deal about it.

Philip: Chloe's my girlfriend. It is a big deal.

Nicole: Okay, I'm just saying, this isn't your engagement party. You're kids. It's not like Chloeís about to join the family.

Philip: Since when are you part of the family, Nicole? We go out to dinner, you come along. I come down for breakfast in the morning, you're scarfing down croissants.

Victor: I want you to knock off the rudeness. Every time the subject of Chloe comes up, you turn into a rude adolescent.

Philip: You keep acting like she's some huge problem, Dad, but she's the one person that makes me happy. You do want me to be happy, don't you?

Chloe: Thank you, Philip. Your Son has beautiful manners, Mr. Kiriakis. Credit goes to you, I'm sure.

Lexie: Father, what are you planning?

Stefano: I love you too much to tell you, hmm? The less you know, the less you'll be able to tell someone else.

Lexie: You mean you don't trust me.

Stefano: No, it means that I am looking out for your welfare. That's the reason why I asked you to come out to dinner tonight. You see all these folks here at Tuscany? They will be able to vouch for our whereabouts this evening, so just act normal.

Lexie: How can I act normal when I might lose my baby?

Stefano: Your hysteria is not helping. Just remember one thing, hmm? You are a DiMera and you are in control.

Lexie: But what if something goes wrong with your plan?

Stefano: Foolish girl. Now you have attracted Marlenaís attention, see?

Marlena: Lexie seems upset. Would you excuse me for a moment?

John: Yes.

Hope: I really thought we'd gotten beyond this.

Bo: Hope, what the -- I haven't -- I haven't mentioned anything for a long time. I've been waiting for our lives to settle down, and it has. And J.T.'s doing much better now.

Hope: He's always going to have special needs.

Bo: I know. That is something I know. And we can handle that now.

Hope: No, what you really mean is that we finally have a moment of peace in our lives, so now you've decided this is the perfect time to go and dig up the past, no matter what it does to us, what it does to our family, right?

Bo: Damn. Hope, what are you so afraid Iím going to find out?

Marlena: Lexie, you're upset. Can I do anything to help?

Lexie: No, there's nothing anyone can do, Marlena.

Stefano: Stay calm, sweetheart.

Lexie: This is as calm as I am going to get tonight, Father.

Marlena: I would like some time alone with Lexie, if that fits into your plans Stefano.

Stefano: Whatever I do, I do for the benefit of my Daughter. After all, we are a team. John, what do you say we leave the ladies alone for a moment, huh? While you and I go get some air. I have some prizewinning cigars that will change your life.

John: Why not?

Marlena: Lexie? Honey, what's the matter?

Lexie: I'm scared, Marlena. I'm so scared.

Bo: What's got you so freaked?

Hope: More accusations. You're just never --

Bo: You've been working very hard all night long to distract me. And up to now you've done a pretty good job of it.

Hope: You're questioning my desire for you.

Bo: There's something you don't want me to know.

Hope: No. Not you, us. Bo, for some people, it's what we don't know that scares us, some unknown danger out there just waiting to destroy everything that we've created together. Look what Lexieís going through. She could lose Isaac tomorrow, but us -- Bo, our little boy, he's at home and he's safe, and, my God, we are so lucky. Can't we just be grateful for the blessing that we have?

Bo: Hope, I know how fortunate I am. Remember my wedding vows to you? I pledged to you my love and my fidelity forever.

Hope: Those vows meant the world to me, Bo. Honoring them is the most important thing in my life. Please trust me on this. Trust me. Respect my feelings and leave it alone, please.

Bo: Okay. If you don't want me to go after this, I won't. If it's going to bother you that much, I won't.

Hope: Thank you.

Bo: But I would think out of respect for me you would want to tell me the truth.

Bo: You know who J.T.'s Father is, don't you?

Stefano: Rather a fascinating assembly of people tonight here at Tuscany, huh?

John: I'm here with my Wife. Beyond that, I could care less.

Stefano: [Chuckles] Come on, John. Really? Victor Kiriakis returning from the dead? Philip and his ravishing young girlfriend?

John: You're still doing a number on this town, aren't you? Otherwise you wouldn't give a rat's ass who's here tonight.

Stefano: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. John, I thought you got over your paranoia.

Chloe: Now, where were we?

Victor: Before you left, we were discussing your feelings for my Son.

Philip: Dad, come on. Don't embarrass me.

Victor: Just want to make sure we're all on the same page, Philip. There's nothing wrong with that. Now, you said earlier that you and Philip were very close. Is that right? Frankly, that causes me some concern.

Chloe: Why does that bother you, Mr. Kiriakis?

Philip: You don't have to answer his questions, okay? Dad, this is garbage. Come on.

Victor: You don't know how fortunate you are to have a parent who cares, Philip.

Chloe: Yeah, your Father is right, Philip. I wasn't raised with that kind of concern, as you may know, sir.

Victor: Now you have your Mother, you're part of a family.

Chloe: Loving concern is one thing. Nancy Wesley is into obnoxious meddling. Now please tell me, sir, what exactly are you worried about?

Victor: Philip has said that he loves you.

Chloe: Are you saying your Son is too young to be in love?

Victor: That depends. You're both 16 years old. And even though tonight you're showing a great degree of maturity, you were rather rash the night you accused Philip of rape.

Philip: Dad! That is none of your business.

Victor: What concerns this family is my business.

Chloe: Sir, with all due respect, the circumstances that evening -- finding out you weren't really dead, you walking in on Philip and me undressed -- I got pretty freaked out. If I was on trial for my actions that night, I think any judge would throw out the case. Not that Iím comparing our conversation to being on trial or anything.

Philip: Yeah, right.

Victor: Well, Iím sure you can understand my alarm when Philip was apprehended yet again, this time for fist fighting. Defending your honor, I believe. Now he tells me he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. Well, quite frankly, my dear, I'm very concerned that because of my Son's love for you, he's going to see the inside of far too many jails.

Philip: That's crazy, Dad. Chloe didn't have anything to do with that fight with Jason. She doesn't even like violence.

Victor: You do want to spend the rest of your life with this girl, don't you?

Philip: It's personal, Dad.

Victor: And you've informed her of your feelings?

Philip: Yeah, I told her.

Victor: And what was her response?

Philip: She doesn't have to tell you.

Victor: But you would like her to tell you, I presume. Chloe, do you share my Son's feelings? Would you like to spend the rest of your life with Philip?

Craig: Nancy, the icy stare at Chloe is not helping things.

Nancy: She thinks she doesn't need us anymore, Craig. She's left us in the dust.

Craig: Did you ever think that maybe she's not enjoying herself tonight, that maybe she's having a lousy time? I mean, not that she'd ever admit it.

Nancy: As long as a lot of money is being spent on my Daughter, she is happy as a clam. Oh, God, Craig.

Craig: What?

Nancy: You don't think that she'd really marry into the Kiriakis family, do you?

Craig: Well, I'll tell you this, Nancy. If you tell her not to, that's the first thing she's going to run out and do, so just keep it zipped, okay?

Nancy: She may think she doesn't need us, but, Craig, she is too young to get married.

Craig: Well, what do you know? There's the first thing we agree on tonight. I just hope little young Philip Kiriakis is thinking with his head these days instead of...

Nancy: Craig!

Chloe: Philip knows that I care about him very much.

Victor: I care about my butler, but the subject of marriage has never come up. People care about their dogs. We're talking about my Son here. Just how serious are you about Philip?

Chloe: Well, sir, as I stated before, I feel very close to Philip.

Victor: And does this closeness translate into "till death do us part"?

Philip: Dad, you're putting the pressure on her and it's not fair.

Victor: Am I pressuring you?

Chloe: It's starting to feel a tad like the Spanish inquisition.

Nicole: No offense, Victor, but I think this situation needs a woman's touch. I think I can help you, Chloe.

Nancy: That snot-nosed little punk with his dimples and his money -- he'd better not hurt her in any way, Craig...

Craig: Just calm down, Nancy. Calm down. You're getting way too worked up.

Nancy: I'm worried about my Daughter's future, Craig.

Craig: I am worried about your blood pressure. Now just hold it down.

Nancy: Oh, and is that your subtle way of saying that I shouldn't be eating this steak and fries?

Craig: I didn't say -- can we just stick to the topic at hand here? Now, our problems with Chloe are not going to magically disappear because we say the right things or because we ground her for the rest of the year, Nancy. She's a seriously troubled teenager.

Nancy: Craig, that is the definition of a teenager. Theyíre all messed up as far as I can tell.

Craig: I believe that Chloeís problems are deeply rooted in her childhood.

Nancy: Oh. And is that what Dr. "Ratings in the toilet" Marlena told you?

Craig: All that Marlena suggested was that we see a family therapist. And, Nancy, quite honestly, I'm beginning to think it's a very good idea.

Marlena: It takes a lot to get you upset like this. Now, what did Stefano say?

Lexie: No. Don't blame my Father. Right now he's my hero. I'm counting on him like Iíve never counted on anyone, except God.

Marlena: You're counting on him? What are you talking about?

Lexie: It's this damn DNA test. We're getting the results tomorrow. They'll prove whether or not that Glen Person is Isaacís biological Father.

Marlena: Why aren't you home with Abe? He must be as worried as you are about this.

Lexie: We're both so nervous, we were driving each other crazy. My Father invited me out, and I thought it would distract me. But you know what? You're right. It is not like me to get all caught up in my problems like this. Um, did you see Bo and Hope leave? They seemed upset.

Marlena: Must be the full moon, huh?

Lexie: I should have gone over to see if I could help. Do you know what they were fighting about?

Marlena: No, I don't.

Lexie: Yes, you do. You know the secret about Hope's baby.

John: So whose strings are you pulling tonight? Let's see -- Bo and Hope's? I'm sure you noticed how they bolted out of here.

Stefano: They looked marvelous, did they not? I mean, they're a very handsome couple. But then again, Hope makes any man look good.

John: I'm not talking about the way they looked. They were obviously upset about something, and I'm willing to bet you know what that something is.

Stefano: Oh, come on, John. You give me much too much credit.

John: So you got a new game going on, don't you?

Stefano: No, no, no, no, no. Look, I am sorry to disappoint you, but you see my hands --hey, they are clean. On the other hand, if you pardon the pun, your hands -- well, now, that's a different matter, see, because you and I have known for quite a while now, haven't we, that you are the real Father of Hope's baby? Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm. Dear me, you don't suppose that Bo has figured out the mystery of J.T.'s paternity?

Hope: Bo, I told you. I don't remember being with any other man. Don't you believe me? My God, you really think I'm lying. Are you sure you love me? Because, I mean, how could you love a liar?

Bo: You're tap-dancing like crazy to avoid telling me something. Look at me. Look at me in the face and tell me you don't know who J.T.'S birth father is.

Hope: No. I don't. There. Are you satisfied? You got an answer. How does it feel?

Bo: I had to know.

Bo: Hope, I walk in this restaurant tonight. The first thing out of John's mouth is, "How is J.T. doing?" You know how many times I've heard that? I had to hold myself back from breaking his damn nose. For some reason, when I see smoke, there's at least a spark someplace, and I don't understand why you don't see this 'cause from where I sit, John Black is acting like J.T.'s birth father, and it's driving me crazy.

Stefano: I can't imagine that you would want that can of worms cracked open, especially by Bo Brady.

John: Tell me something, Stefano, what would be so bad about Bo knowing that I'm J.T.'s real Dad? After all, Hope already knows so there's nothing left to keep secret, is there?

Stefano: You fool. What possessed you to tell her?

John: What's the point? She knows. Game's over.

Stefano: It is far from over, John. Oh. I trust Hope was not reckless enough to tell her Husband, but since they are squabbling in a public restaurant, it is not going to take long for Bo to figure it out.

Bo: Don't you see the way John acts? Always in our faces with his concern about our Son.

Hope: I feel bonded to Isaac. He and J.T. were born on the same night. Lexie's one of my best friends, Bo -- wait a minute. Are you saying that it's forced or weird somehow, that I'm not entitled to have feelings for a child who isn't mine?

Bo: No -- there's a cover-up going on.

Hope: Cover-up?

Bo: Yes -- people lying to people they care about. That's what happens when DiMera is involved with something.

Hope: Bo, you've got to stop this. You've got to let it go, okay? 'Cause if you don't, your suspicion's going to spread like poison. It already has Marlena freaked out, and, please, let's not do that to our friends, let's not --

Bo: I am not --

[Footsteps]

Bo: What the hell was that?

Hope: What are you doing? Bo!

Marlena: What secret about Hope's baby?

Lexie: I was passing your office, and I overheard you and Hope arguing.

Marlena: What did you hear?

Lexie: Okay. Let's not play games. I know that Bo isn't J.T.'s biological Father.

Marlena: Look, I don't know what you thought you heard --

Lexie: And you know, too, don't you? You know who J.T.'s biological father is.

Stefano: I don't suppose you are helping matters, John. You've never been very good at hiding your feelings. All in all, you've been a difficult man to control.

John: Well, you would know.

Stefano: Hmm. Ha ha. I see, so now you are dropping hints like, uh, bread crumbs, hoping that Bo will find out the truth? For shame, John.

John: Don't you point the finger at me, damn it. If you hadn't transformed Hope into Gina, we wouldn't be having this --

Stefano: You are wrong, John. It was Hope's obsession with Gina that led to her transformation. She desired it. She desired you.

John: Oh, shut up.

Stefano: Why don't you keep your own advice and keep your mouth shut when it comes to J.T.'s paternity? 'Cause Bo knows very little about what Hope did as Gina, and he knows nothing about your secret life, which you'd best keep that way, because if the day comes that Bo ever finds out the truth about J.T.'s paternity, that certainly will mean the end of your family, John, and the end of Bo Brady's family, too.

Bo: I couldn't find anybody.

Hope: [Sighs] I don't know what to say to you.

Bo: Now what's wrong?

Hope: We're in the middle of one of the most important conversations of our lives, and you go running off because you think you hear something?

Bo: Somebody could be listening to us.

Hope: Oh...

Bo: All right, maybe it wasn't somebody, but I trust my instincts. Something's off about tonight and it is not just because we're fighting.

Marlena: Please don't try to trick me into saying more than I should, Lexie.

Lexie: Then I was right. You do know.

Marlena: You and Hope are friends. Why would she tell me something she wouldn't tell you?

Lexie: Look, she told me that Bo isn't J.T.'s biological father. Marlena, I need to know who is.

Marlena: Why do you care so much about this? This is more than a concerned friend, Lexie. Why is it so important to you?

Nancy: Marlena Evans was a flop on the radio. I am not taking any advice from a loser shrink.

Craig: Nancy, come here. Come here. Sweetheart, all I am trying to do is find a way to clean up the mess that Chloe has made of our lives and...after all the threatening and yelling and screaming and punishing, I am -- I'm ready to admit that I --I'm ready to admit that I think we could use some family therapy.

Nancy: Well, I've given up, Craig. I should have just walked out of that orphanage and never looked back.

Craig: You know you don't mean that, sweetheart. Hmm?

Nancy: Where do you go, Craig? Where do you go when you don't trust your child anymore? Because I don't.

Craig: I know.

Nancy: I don't trust Chloe at all.

Nicole: Chloe, I know Victor's coming across like this meddling overbearing-type Dad.

Philip: Yeah.

Nicole: Just think of it as compassionate curiosity. He just wants to get to know the girl who his Son wants to spend the rest of his life with.

Philip: Can we give this whole topic a rest?

Victor: I would be glad to change the subject, in spite of my nosey nature, but I am curious about one thing, Chloe. Why are you so afraid to express your feelings about Philip?

Philip: She's not afraid. She knows exactly how she feels about me, right, Chloe? Go ahead. Tell them.

Craig: Saying you don't trust Chloe is rather harsh, don't you think, sweetheart?

Nancy: She lies, Craig. She accused Philip of raping her.

Craig: Well, I have to admit that it is rather strange that Chloe's having dinner with them, and they're carrying on as if nothing ever happened.

Nancy: Victor Kiriakis is nobody's fool, Craig. If I were Chloe, I would watch my back.

Craig: Oh, come on, Nancy. You think he's going to hold a grudge against her?

Nancy: His Son was handcuffed and taken to the police station. Oh, if I know Victor, he's probably trying to learn as much about Chloe as he can so he can find the best way to ax her from Philip's life.

Philip: Come on, Chloe. Don't be embarrassed. Tell them how you feel about me.

Nicole: The G-rated version.

Victor: Just let the woman speak. Go ahead, Chloe. Are you looking forward to spending your life with my Son?

Chloe: Mr. Kiriakis, Philip and I are only 16 years old. He's the first boy -- well, he's the only boy that I've ever been close to. To tell you the truth, before I came to Salem, people weren't really high up on my list. Music was my soul mate. Basically, I lived to sing, sir, and I have dreams of attending music school when I turn 18.

Philip: But that doesn't mean we can't be together. I mean, you can study opera someplace close by, like Chicago.

Chloe: Actually, I have my heart set on a school in New York city.

Philip: That's okay. It's only junior year. I have a lot of time to change your mind.

Chloe: Well, the application process starts now, Philip, just like you have to do for college.

Philip: Hey, no problem. I can go to college in New York. Right, Dad?

Victor: I don't know where you got that idea, Philip, but it's out of the question.

Hope: You know, I always thought of myself as...a pretty strong woman, but this situation with Stefano -- knowing he controlled me, that I conceived a child with a man that wasn't you...I just come apart inside when I think about it. I feel completely helpless, Bo.

Bo: I know. So do I. The thought of another man...being -- touching --Hope, I can't take it.

Hope: Let's not think about it, Bo.

Bo: Tried. That didn't work. I'm going to find this animal, and when I do, I'm...

Hope: You're going to what? Kill him?

Marlena: I don't mean to be rude, and I know that we're all close friends, but why are you so concerned about the father of Hope's baby?

Lexie: Marlena, just tell me! Please.

Marlena: What has Stefano done to you? You are not yourself tonight, Lexie.

Lexie: [Sighs impatiently]

Marlena: You know what? You are a better friend than this. I will pretend we never had this conversation, and I will keep you in my prayers -- you and Abe and Isaac.

[Door opens]

Marlena: John is here. I better go.

Stefano: Excuse me. I'll be right back.

Marlena: Call me if you need me.

Lexie: Yeah. Thanks so much for all your help, Marlena. Well, Father, it's all up to you.

Rolf: [Groans] Huh. What a night. I've been here, there, everywhere.

Bart: Sounds like you really covered the waterfront, Rolfie.

Rolf: When I do something, I go all the way.

Bart: Speaking of going all the way, how old do you think I look? Be brutal. 26, 27?

Rolf: How many times do I have to tell you, Bart? Stay away from the jailbait.

Bart: Yeah, well, that's not easy, Rolfski. The way they build these chicks these days, it's...must be something in the water.

Rolf: Just behave yourself. Stefano's expecting great things from us tonight, and with all my hard work, he won't be disappointed.

Bart: Jackpot time, huh?

Rolf: Trust me, Bart. Salem won't know what hit it.

Nancy: If, uh, queen Chloe would deign to listen to me, Craig, I would tell her that she is riding for a major fall. Remember, I grew up with people like that who think they're better than everybody else.

Craig: Look, Nancy, instead of telling me that, why don't you tell that to Chloe? I mean, that would help her open her eye--

Nancy: No, no, she is the one that shut me out, Craig. Daughter dearest has made it very clear that she wants nothing to do with me. So let her swim with the sharks, Craig, see how she does on her own.

Philip: What's the big deal with me going to college out east? I'll be 18. I should be able to go to whatever college I want.

Victor: If your grades were better, that might be true. Unfortunately, you've been distracted lately.

Philip: Well, I wonder why, Dad. The whole mess with Mom, you getting shot...

Victor: In any case, your grades last term were hardly Harvard or Yale material.

Philip: Okay. I'll get my grades up.

Chloe: Philip, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were having trouble with school.

Philip: It doesn't come easy for me like it does for you.

Chloe: Easy? I studied my buns off.

Philip: Chloe's top of our class, Dad. I thought you'd be happy I was dating such a smart girl.

Victor: I'll leave it to Chloe's family to be proud of her accomplishments. Meanwhile, I expect you to bring your grade-point average up significantly.

Chloe: Your Father is right, Philip. Senior year is coming up really soon, and it's a really important time. Colleges start looking at us really hard.

Philip: Can we stop talking about where I'm going to go to college? It's more than a year away. All I care about right now -- and don't freak out, Dad, okay? I care about school and my future and whatever, but I'm in love with Chloe. Being with her means more to me than anything. And I'm sorry, Chloe, my Dad doesn't get how much we mean to each other. He doesn't know what it's like when all you want to do is be with that one person forever, like we do. We're going to be together, right, Chloe?

Hope: If you get mad enough to kill, that would just make Stefano's life. He's been waiting to see that headline. Oh, yeah -- "Detective Bo Brady murders the father of Wife's love child."

Bo: He doesn't run my life, and he's not going to stop me from doing what I have to do.

Hope: For God's sakes, Bo, you're playing right into his hand. Can't you see that?

Bo: What are you saying? DiMera knows who J.T.'s father is?

Hope: You're his Dad...you. Bo, please, let's just stop this. Stop it and just take me home, please?

Bo: No, not yet. let's go back inside.

Hope: Why? For what? To dance? I don't want to dance. I don't want to do anything right now.

Bo: We'll take some time, calm down, have a glass of wine.

Hope: Sure. Whatever. I suppose tonight can't get any worse than it already is.

John: Well, I know the warehouse for Basic Black is in a bad part of town and...and I feel like I've been talking to myself for the last five minutes. Doc? Hey.

Marlena: What, honey?

Marlena: Look, I-I know I keep running off on you, but I-I need to, um...excuse me. I am so glad you are back.

Hope: Marlena, look, whatever your problem is, I --

Marlena: No, no, no. It isn't my problem. It's your problem. Lexie knows a lot about your situation.

John: Stop fiddling. It looks great.

Lexie: Ha ha. Is that why you came over here, to compliment my hair?

John: That, and to warn you. I've noticed that you and DiMera are getting tighter and tighter ever since the coronation.

Lexie: Um, well, it is customary for fathers and daughters to be close.

John: He's evil.

Lexie: Don't be shy, John. Speak your mind.

John: All right. Don't trust him. I don't care how desperate things get. You need help, you come to me, you come to Doc, you take anybody's advice. Donít trust DiMera or you'll live to regret it.

Stefano: [Thinking] Now the fun begins. Fasten your seat belts, Salem. Tonight you will live la vida loca.  

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