Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 6/28/01
Greta: Ahem. So how do you think I'd look in this one?
Jack: Okay, but not as good as you'd look out of it.
Kevin: Susan Adamson. You are a bad person. Bad, of course, meaning good. Let's not forget our teenage vernacular. We are preparing for a high school dance, so let's all concentrate on being down with our bad selves. [Students laugh]
Susan: You are a complete wack job.
Kevin: Help me with this, okay?
Mimi: I think everyone knows we're up to something.
Jan: Would you chill? We to make tons of money putting those naked pictures of Chloe on the web site.
Mimi: So let's just leave it at that.
Jan: No. Those pictures are going on that screen. It's not negotiable, Mimi. But if you want out, we can always put all the money in my account.
Brady: Hey, Phil. You need some company, man?
Philip: Sure. Why not?
Brady: So, school's officially out for you, huh? You got that endless summer coming up.
Philip: I don't know about that, but...
Brady: Yeah, Belle was telling me about that trip your teacher Mr. Woods is planning to that island.
Philip: Yeah, to study global warming.
Brady: You going?
Philip: You're just like my father.
Brady: No, see, I'm not old and I'm not rich.
Philip: No, no, but you're trying to keep me away from Chloe.
Chloe: So have you decided how you're wearing your hair yet?
Belle: I don't care.
Chloe: What? This is the big dance we're talking about.
Belle: I know what we are talking about, but as of right now, I don't even know if I'm going to go.
Lexie: I can't believe you, father, trying to scare me into moving into that mausoleum of yours. Okay, Lexie, there's nothing to be scared of. Once the D.N.A. test comes back negative, Glen and Barb will go away, and this nightmare will be over. You see, father? I don't need you. I don't.
Abe: Wow, you both just look great.
Celeste: Well, you're in a good mood, huh?
Abe: Oh, why wouldn't I be? You know, my main man and I -- we get to go to a great party, don't we, huh? And I can tell Lexie that she doesn't have to worry anymore. The threat is gone.
Celeste: But, Abraham, you know that isn't true.
Abe: I'm not giving Lexie any bad news.
Celeste: But she has to know.
Abe: Not tonight she doesn't. Not tonight.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.
Barb: You know what? I'm glad we're finally going home. We can get back to our own lives, and tomorrow you can talk to your boss about getting your old job back. You know, I think he'll understand. You did what you had to do. You really thought that was your own kid.
Glen: He is my kid.
Barb: Glen, I'm going to say what I really think even If it hurts you, because I can't go on like this.
Glen: Yeah? Well, what is it that you really think?
Barb: That you can't face the facts -- and the fact is that Isaac is not your son -- because you can't deal with the obvious conclusion that Marlo slept with someone else while you were together.
Celeste: Abraham, after all the lies, do you really think that you should keep this from Alexandra now?
Abe: You know, after the last three months, I'd walk across hot coals to spend one nice, normal, happy night with my family. [Chuckles]
Lexie: Hi. Sorry it took me so long at the hospital. And how is my little sweetheart doing? Mommy missed you so much, Isaac. You want to come to mommy?
Abe: Go to mommy.
Lexie: Yes. Thank you.
Abe: Lex, uh...
Lexie: Hi, sweetie. What, any news? What?
Abe: Happy belated mother's day. The test was negative.
Lexie: Oh. Oh, honey. Like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Thank you. Thank you, God. And thank you for getting me through all this. I know I didn't make it easy on you.
Abe: I can't tell you how much I just want to forget about the past and start on the future. Oh, hey.
Abe: Over here. Over here.
Lexie: What? What?
Abe: Aha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha.
Lexie: Oh, mom, did you see what he did? What? What's wrong?
Abe: Uh, nothing. Nothing. You know... Hey, I told you -- the test was negative.
Lexie: Unh-unh. I can read her like a book. You're keeping something from me. What? Tell me.
Abe: Nothing, nothing, honey. It's just irritating, that's all.
Lexie: Abe, look, no, I will decide if it's irritating or if it's a problem, okay? Tell me.
Abe: Glen thinks we're still lying to him. He thinks that we rigged the test results.
Lexie: Oh, he does, does he? Well, who cares? We don't have to care anymore what Mr. Glen Reiber thinks about anything, right? Right. Now let's pop open that champagne, huh?
Lexie: We'll have champagne, but you can't have any, okay? You can't have any.
Jack: You know what I mean, and you know that I'm right.
Greta: Scarily, I do. You know, I knew shopping with you was going to be weird.
Jack: Weird maybe, but fun and never boring.
Jack: Now, answer me this -- did you get the impression that Jennifer was less than happy that you and I were going shopping together?
Greta: No. I got the impression that she was trying to get away from us, though.
Jack: That's impossible.
Greta: No, it's not. She had something else on her mind. You know, I really did mean what I said with me and my ex-wife.
Greta: Why wouldn't it work out?
Jack: Well, it should work out, as long as it's clear that that's all it is -- we're just friends.
Greta: Jack, that's all I want from you is a friendship. I'm not interested in men in any other way. You got it?
Brady: Whoa, Phil, relax. I am not trying to keep you away from Chloe, all right? I just -- I thought she was going. It seemed like a good idea for her to get away from that mother of hers for the summer, you know?
Philip: No. She's not going. She says she has other plans.
Brady: Other plans? Like -- like what?
Philip: I don't know. It's all this big secret. Something about making a lot of money for music school.
Brady: So Chloe's got this secret summer job she's not telling you about? What, is she interning for the C.I.A. or something?
Philip: I don't know, Brady, okay? I don't know.
Brady: And you really don't like not knowing, do you, Phil?
Philip: What the hell is with you, Brady? What, are you trying to get me mad at her? Is that what you're doing?
Chloe: What do you mean, you're not going? This is the Last Blast.
Belle: What made me think I had one?
Chloe: Had one what? A date?
Belle: Did I dream it?
Chloe: Did Shawn call you when I was In the shower? Oh, my God, If he's dumped you, I'll kill him slowly and painfully.
Belle: No, I am not dumped. What I am is panicked.
Belle: Because I don't have a gold bra!
Belle: You heard me.
Chloe: A bra. What, is gold Shawn's favorite color?
Belle: Stop it. He is not going to see it.
Chloe: So you're not going to the dance because you don't have the right color bra that no one's going to see. Hmm, and I thought I was weird.
Belle: And the other color might show through.
Chloe: You are just really scared about going out with Shawn.
Belle: No, no. Yes. I guess that's it. I have been waiting a really long time for Shawn to ask me out, and he finally did, and it's not like we're going to go see a movie or get a couple of burgers..
Chloe: Shawn is the most down-to-earth guy on the planet, so just be yourself around him, because Shawn is not capable of being anyone else but Shawn.
Belle: Yeah. He is kind of great like that, isn't he?
Chloe: Yes, and so are you. Trust me, Belle, I wouldn't lie to you. We are going to have a great time. I think that you and Shawn and Philip and I -- we're going to have a night that none of us will ever forget.
Jan: She is never going to forget tonight. The whole school is going to be staring at her naked, naked, naked self on that screen.
Mimi: So how much money have you --
Jan: Shh. God.
Kevin: So, we're about done here. I really think I've put together the most elaborate video system that's ever been set up for a high school dance. I'm going to move around the floor with the camera and then up there. We'll have our own M.T.V. going.
Susan: I'm sure when all the girls get here with their halter tops and miniskirts, they'll be pushing each other out of the way to get in front of your camera.
Kevin: So they can have their 15 seconds of fame? Who cares?
Susan: Yeah, who would want that?
Kevin: Oh, Susan, you and I could do much more than that. I know it. All we have to do is go for it.
Susan: Just what do you mean?
Jan: I haven't had time to count the money, but it has been pouring in. People are dying to see the soap bubbles washed away from Chloe's naked body.
Mimi: So where's my money? When I've counted it. And after tonight, we're going to have even more customers.
Mimi: Why? Why would anyone subscribe to the web site if they can see Chloe's naked body on the screen tonight?
Jan: Because they'll want to see even more pictures. There is going to be some downloading going on tonight. This is going to blow Philip and Chloe out of the water. And little Miss Perfect Belle and Mr. All-American Shawn -- they're never going to be the same again.
Mimi: Listen, I do not want to hurt Belle and Shawn.
Jan: Right. Like you're dying for them to have the time of their life right in front of you tonight.
Mimi: That wouldn't bother me.
Mimi: How are we going to get the slides up on the screen anyway?
Jan: Duh, Mimi. It's a no-brainer.
Glen: You really think Marlo slept with somebody else?
Barb: Well, what other explanation is there?
Glen: I don't know. It's just those people have been lying to us since day one. They're still lying, and I know how to prove it. I know how to prove that Isaac's my son.
Lexie: Um, Abe, what? You think that Glen's going to try to kidnap Isaac?
Abe: You know, I don't think he's stupid. He knows he's lucky he's not in jail for taking J.T.
Lexie: Yeah, but he still has you worried. What exactly did he say when he heard the results of the D.N.A. test?
Abe: He thinks you blew up the lab to destroy the results of the first test.
Lexie: Oh, come on. That's absurd.
Celeste: Not If you know Stefano.
Lexie: Mom, my father had no need to blow up that lab. If the results had come back positive, we could have gone to court and still won.
Abe: Not according to Glen. He thinks he would have won custody no matter what. He's not the only one that thought that.
Lexie: Oh, you're talking about your completely unbiased colleagues at the Salem Police Department?
Abe: Lexie --
Lexie: You know my father must be innocent because If they had even a shred of evidence that he was involved, they would have stormed into his house and arrested him for blowing up the lab instead of that trumped-up charge that he killed Marlo.
Abe: Oh, yeah, it was trumped up if trumped up means accurate. They had that body stolen from the morgue to cover up the murder.
Lexie: Right, and then he shrewdly left the body in his house in plain sight for that stupid woman to see. I mean, come on, Abe. Even she admitted herself that she thought it was a Halloween decoration.
Abe: And you know that how? Have you been talking to your father since he ran?
Lexie: Yes, I have. But don't ask me where he is because I don't know, and I don't want to know.
Abe: Well, this is just a really nice family celebration, only it seems to be for the DiMeras, not the Carvers.
Lexie: Where you going?
Abe: I'm going to get our son some apple juice 'cause he's had enough arguing to last him a lifetime.
Celeste: Alexandra, you could still end up losing what's really important, darling.
Lexie: Oh, mom, don't start, okay? Just don't start.
Celeste: What Abraham is saying makes sense.
Lexie: Not to me. Damn it! My father told me that he had nothing to do with Marlo's death, and I choose to believe him, but Abe, he just can't let things be. I mean, we finally have our baby free and clear, but can Abe relax and be happy about it? Oh, no. No, God forbid. No, no, he has to cause problems for my father. He has to try to malign him.
Celeste: Oh, so, this argument, it's Abraham's fault, huh? Is that what you think?
Lexie: I think this is none of your business.
Celeste: Oh, really? Well, I'm going to ask you one question. If you're right, Alexandra, if your father had nothing to do with these bombings, if he -- If he had nothing to do with Marlo's death, if Glen has no claim on this baby, then why are you acting like you're about to jump right out of your skin, huh?
Lexie: [Thinking] Because Glen is J.T.'s father, and if he finds that out, no one can help me except...
Abe: Lexie, we have to talk.
Lexie: Abe, we're moving into my father's house today.
Jack: Is that why you keep picking out ugly dresses -- because you're not interested in men? I'm --
Greta: That is such a Jack comment -- insulting on two or three levels all at the same time.
Jack: You -- you just -- you're just so beautiful and smart and still so nice, it just doesn't make sense.
Greta: Yeah, yeah, well, nice save. The truth is, I'm not smart at all. I mean, it is very clear to me that I don't know the first thing about men. I-I keep -- I keep falling in love with these men who are In love with somebody else, but they don't realize that until I've been hurt really, really badly.
Jack: But you're not hanging up your cleats, are you? You're just taking a break, right?
Greta: Yeah, I guess so.
Jack: Good. Good, because I... I think about you being really, really happy someday.
Greta: Thank you.
Jack: But until you jump once more into the fray, I think you need a male friend. By that I mean someone who can help you see the male P.O.V., avoid all those previous pitfalls.
Greta: Jack, and I suppose that would be you.
Jack: Jack Deveraux, unevolved male, at your service.
Jack: And who knows? Maybe you could help me as well.
Susan: What do you mean we'll have our 15 minutes of fame?
Kevin: There's a dance contest. You can dance, can't you?
Susan: Don't the contestants usually have partners?
Kevin: Me. You'll have . I'll get someone to run the camera while we win first prize.
Susan: Your complete naiveté is not without charm.
Kevin: I finished arranging all of the slides of the stuff that happened during this year to show on the big screen, so I can take a break now.
Susan: That'll be great.
Kevin: Would you like to join me for a soda on my break?
Susan: Sounds good.
Kevin: And just to be clear, the soda's on me -- my treat.
Susan: Last of the big spenders. That's you, Kev -- a regular Bill Gates. Ha ha.
Jan: Finally. Okay, see the projector with the slides that Kevin left up there? Well, we are going to remove five slides from that projector and replace them with these slides of naked Chloe. And make sure the slides are towards the back 'cause we want to wait till love is in the air before we ruin the mood and Chloe's life in about five seconds flat.
Mimi: I can't help it. I'm scared.
Jan: Damn it, Mimi, think of the money, okay? Think of what Chloe's done to you.
Mimi: Let's go.
Belle: Chloe, I know you think tonight's going to be memorable and amazing and everything, but --
Chloe: But what? You don't think so?
Belle: I'm sorry. I'm usually not such a worrier. It's just --
Chloe: You just still think that Jan and Mimi are up to something, right?
Belle: I shouldn't be so suspicious. I mean, that takes the fun out of everything.
Chloe: Even if Jan and Mimi were thinking of doing something, I think you headed them off when you asked Mimi to join you guys tonight.
Belle: She's not joining us. Jan convinced her that the only reason we asked her to go is because we felt sorry for her, so she's going by herself.
Chloe: Mm. Oh.
Belle: If Jan is planning trouble, I just hope Mimi's not involved.
Chloe: Well, I still think that if something weird happens, Brady's behind it.
Belle: Chloe, he's going as a chaperon.
Chloe: Yeah, but why would he want to? Brady still has trouble walking, and he's really sensitive about it, so why would he volunteer as a chaperon at a dance?
Belle: Because Mr. Kiriakis asked him to.
Chloe: Oh, yeah, and Mr. Kiriakis is so passionately concerned about the morals of the Salem High students. Look, If Mr. Kiriakis is sending Brady there, it's for another reason. It's to break up Philip and me.
Brady: Phil, I'm not trying to get you mad at Chloe, all right? I'm simply making an observation here. And you know what? It's probably a good idea that Chloe stay behind this summer, makes some money. 'Cause you know what? You need to hit the books for once and prepare for senior year. Plus you two could use a break, you know?
Philip: And why is that, Brady?
Brady: Sometimes it's just good to lower the intensity of a relationship, that's all.
Philip: Yeah, and you'd like that, wouldn't you? I could lower the intensity, and you could make our move on Chloe. Aah, there's my little sugarplum, ooh...!
Barb: I know I'm going to regret asking this, but how in the world do you think you can prove that Isaac is your son?
Glen: Look, we just turn around, we go back to Abe and Lexie's house.
Barb: Glen, honey, please, we're almost home. We've already blown so much money.
Glen: The money doesn't matter, Barb.
Barb: Yeah, but our lives do. I want to be in my bed with my husband, thinking about my own family.
Glen: I'm sorry. I know this has been rough on you, but...
Barb: Oh, honey, I know. I know how much this means to you. God, if we only had Isaac instead of J.T., the D.N.A. results would be waiting for us when we got home. As it is, we might as well just throw them away without even looking at them.
Abe: You want to move into your father's house? Are you crazy?
Lexie: Abe, look, don't fly off the handle, okay?
Abe: Well, what reaction do you expect? The answer is no. We're not moving. This is our home.
Lexie: Look, honey, this is about safety, all right? I'm afraid for Isaac. My father will provide incredible security.
Abe: This is his idea. Oh, man, oh, man.
Lexie: No, it's what I want for Isaac.
Abe: You know, I want Isaac to grow up to be a decent human being, a real person.
Celeste: Alexandra, listen to him. Listen to your husband. Darling, please don't go over to your father's side.
Lexie: How dare you? How dare you say that to me? You're the one who slept with him. You're the reason I'm here, you and him.
Celeste: That's right, and I know him better than anyone, and I love you more than anyone, Alexandra. Darling, please, I am begging you. Listen to me. Don't let your father control your life.
Lexie: Look, mom, I am in control of my life, okay? I'm the one in control of doing what's best for Isaac.
Abe: And you're the one who's lost her mind, doing whatever your father wants you to do.
Lexie: That's because he wants what's best for Isaac also, Abe. Come on, honey, think about it. You and your Salem Police Department drove my father out of town on that bogus charge, and yet he still offered to let us live in his house. Well, I'm taking him up on it. If you want to stay here, fine, but Isaac and I are moving out.
Greta: And how could I help you, Jack?
Jack: Well, like almost everyone in the world, I could use a friend, but I want a friend who's honest and sincere, and as I told you before, the complications of the male/female dating thing aren't for me.
Greta: Yes, I would say that your situation -- I mean, living with your daughter and your ex-wife -- it's complicated enough.
Jack: Exactly, which is why just being friends with a woman would be a whole lot easier.
Greta: Right. And, uh, friendship is enough for you?
Jack: The status quo is just fine. Abigail's happy, so that's all that counts.
Greta: Well, I definitely could use some lessons in understanding men, although you're not what anyone would call typical.
Jack: Not to worry, princess. I'm just the ticket, and you're my ticket to -- to --
Greta: To what? I'm -- I'm your ticket to what, Jack?
Brady: All right, Phil, just chill out, pal, okay? I'm not making my move on Chloe. I don't date children. Nicole Walker is more my type. Just wait till you see us at the dance tonight. All your jealous vibes will just evaporate into thin air.
Philip: What? You're taking Nicole to the dance?
Brady: Yeah, your father asked me to go in his place as a chaperon.
Philip: You mean he asked you to spy on me and Chloe, right?
Brady: That's ridiculous. Listen, the whole world doesn't revolve around you, all right? News flash -- this has nothing to do with you, Phil. Your dad couldn't go, so he asked me.
Philip: Oh, and you're just dying to go to a high school dance, aren't you?
Brady: With Nicole Walker? Yes. I mean, come on, what guy in his right mind wouldn't? Let me tell you something. I'm not going to be wasting the time I have with her worrying about who's hooking up in the peanut gallery.
Belle: I don't get why Mr. Kiriakis would want to break up you and Philip, and to involve my brother --
Chloe: Brady said that Mr. Kiriakis would do anything to protect his son, whose life he thinks I'm ruining.
Belle: I'm sure once Philip gets his grades up and spends a little more time at home, his dad will lighten up a little, and If you and Philip were to take that very educational, very academic trip to that island, I'm sure no one would be there to hassle you.
Chloe: I told you I can't. I have to make money for music school this summer.
Belle: Yeah, you did tell me that, but you didn't tell me how you were planning on making this money.
Chloe: No, I didn't. So, what about you? Are you going on that trip?
Chloe: No? Just no? Why not?
Belle: Because I don't want to leave town right after my first date with Shawn.
Chloe: Ohh. I never thought I would hear little miss Independence base her summer plans on her new boyfriend.
Belle: I am not.
Chloe: Are too.
Belle: Am not.
Chloe: Are too.
Belle: Okay, maybe I am changing a few things for Shawn.
Chloe: Yeah, like obsessing over a gold bra.
Belle: Oh, my gosh, the bra. Okay, um, I'm going to run out. I'll be back.
Chloe: Well, wait. Lend me some clothes. I'll come with you.
Kevin: Do you, as I do, find all this incredibly banal?
Kevin: Banal -- wanting originality, freshness, or novelty?
Susan: I know what it means. I'm just surprised to hear you use a word like that to describe a high school dance.
Kevin: Well, I'm different than most kids. Aren't you?
Susan: I always felt like I was, but not so much today.
Kevin: I'm glad. I hope nothing happens like last year when Philip and ghoul girl got all that blood dumped on them. I have a nagging sense of dread.
Kevin: Something's wrong, isn't there?
Susan: How could you tell?
Kevin: Your eyes. They're very expressive. Tell me, Susan, what is it?
Susan: I don't want to spoil everything. I'm having such a nice time.
Kevin: Tell me.
Susan: it's just -- I thought you'd know better than to call Chloe ghoul girl.
Kevin: Oh. Look, I like Chloe. You know that. I just think the names are okay when it's just us. They call us names, too, so if we use them on ourselves, it's sort of like an in-joke.
Susan: I don't agree. It's always wrong to call people names. Disrespect is never a joke.
Kevin: I'm not used to talking to people my age who actually think about things, and the concept of learning something from a peer --
Susan: Totally blows your mind, right?
Kevin: Blows my mind sky high.
Susan: Ha ha ha. Come on, let's go back in.
Man: I think everything's just about all done. You two sure did a good job.
Susan: Thank you, Mr. Mallon.
Jan: Doesn't the place look amazing? I only wish more students had come and helped out so they could share in the sense of community. And so, Kevin, I saw you working on that video equipment again. Are you planning on taping the whole dance?
Kevin: You know I am.
Jan: Well, I'm sorry. I just can't keep up with you. You're just so smart and clever.
Mr. Mallon: He's also putting together a slide show of kids and events of this year.
Jan: I'll hold my breath till I see that.
Susan: I wish you would. Ahem.
Jan: Well, I'm going to go help out the other students isn't it amazing what you can do when you have school spirit?
Susan: Remember Eddie Haskell on those "Beaver" reruns? Oh, teacher, I enjoy kissing up to you even more than enjoying a sense of community.
Kevin: What the -- Mimi, what were you doing just now?
Greta: Come on, Jack, out with it. I'm your ticket to -- to what?
Jack: To learning more about women, of course. We can exchange Information, and before long, we'll both be experts.
Greta: Yeah, well, I doubt I'll ever be an expert on men. I wish they had, uh, I don't know, cliff notes or something.
Jack: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. What do you think of this?
Greta: A man might like the neckline on that, but, uh, but women dress for women.
Greta: Yes, really.
Jack: Well, women no more! From now on, you start dressing for men.
Chloe and Belle: [Giggle]
Jack: Oh, what's the matter, girls? You never seen a guy try on a dress before?
Greta: Don't ask, Belle. Don't -- don't even ask.
Belle: You know, that goes great with your eyes. Hey, Greta.
Greta: Hey, Belle, Chloe.
Belle: Chloe, this is Jack Deveraux.
Chloe: Hi. I think you would need exactly the right shoes to pull that off.
Jack: Exactly. And, uh, nice meeting you, Chloe. Belle. If you excuse me, the -- the bargain rack waits.
Greta: He is the most uninhibited man I have ever met.
Belle: Or ever hope to.
Jack: [Thinking] Yes, Greta, our friendship will come in very handy. We'll see how long Jennifer believes that no woman would get involved with me, and not just any woman -- a beautiful princess. Everything's going to work out just fine.
Greta: Well, I hope you two have a wonderful time at the dance tonight.
Chloe: Oh, you should see our dates. There's no way we couldn't have a good time.
Kevin: What's going on, Mimi? I saw you over by my table.
Mimi: I wasn't doing anything. I just walked past your precious equipment. What's the big deal?
Jan: So what are you blowing a gasket about now there, Kev?
Kevin: You two have been hanging around my equipment --
Jan: You're always trying to get close to my equipment.
Kevin: Don't you ever get tired of being you?
Jan: How dare you talk to me like that, loser? We are so out of here.
Jan: He better watch his nerdy little mouth, or he'll get his.
Mimi: Don't start anything with him, Jan. He's already suspicious of us.
Jan: Well, at least he's not looking at the slides, so they're safe.
Mimi: Yeah, because they're in my purse.
Jan: What? Someone was staring at me. We're going to have to do it at the dance tonight.
Jan: You are so dumb.
Mimi: If you are so smart, you put the damn slides in!
Jan: Fine. We'll do it at the dance tonight.
Mimi: That's what I said!
Jan: Then you can do it. God! Mimi, let's not be mad at each other, okay? This is such a teenage fantasy, the big dance and when we show the whole school Miss Teen Nude America.
Kevin: Will you do me a favor? Keep an eye on those two tonight. See If they try to get near my stuff again.
Susan: it would be my pleasure, and if they try anything, you and I will be there to make sure that right triumphs and that those two bitches pay through the nose.
Kevin: You know, I really like the way you think.
Brady: Hey, If you wanted to dance with Nicole, I could have it arranged.
Philip: No. No, the only girl I want to dance with tonight is Chloe.
Brady: Fine. Have it your way, man, but I'm telling you. You're making a huge mistake only dating one girl.
Philip: Look, would you just stay out of my life? And stay away from Chloe.
Brady: Phil, is that a threat?
Philip: Yeah, a threat. I see you anywhere near her, and I'll put you back in that wheelchair. Now, get out of my car.
Brady: Nice talking to you, loser.
Brady: You're right, gramps. Something has definitely got to keep him away from Chloe.
Barb: Oh, finally. You got the suitcases?
Glen: Yeah. Never thought I'd be happy to see this place.
Barb: Oh, I can't tell you how happy I am to be home. Oh, so exhausted.
Glen: I know sometimes I don't act like it, hon, but I know how you stood by me through all this, and I appreciate it.
Barb: Oh, I love you.
Barb: I'm sorry about the baby, but we're together, and that's what counts, right?
Glen: You're right.
Glen: I'm going to go put the bags in the bedroom. Meet you in there?
Barb: Can't wait. .Okay.
Barb: Save this one.
Abe: I'm sorry. You know, I don't even trust myself around you right now. You have to realize, and you have to realize quickly, that you are being totally irrational about this.
Lexie: I'll do anything to protect my son.
Abe: You know, you act like I'm not even part of this. If Glen does try to take him, I will protect both of you.
Lexie: Oh, you can't. You don't have the resources my father has.
Abe: I'm a police officer.
Lexie: Exactly, and you -- you have to --
Abe: Yeah, I-I have to obey the law. So these resources you're talking about, they're illegal, aren't they?
Lexie: Abe, why do you have to fight me on everything my father does to help us? Look, when he returns, we'll move back home, okay? But for now I-I want to take advantage of his money and his power, and you're not going to stop me.
Lexie: I'm sorry. I love you and I want to be with you, but I have to do this. Come on, sweetness. Come on, sweetness.
Lexie: Bye-bye. Say bye-bye. Say bye-bye.
Celeste: Oh, my God. Stefano owns her now. What are you going to do about this, Abraham?
Abe: She's my wife... And I love her and my son, and I want to be with them.
Celeste: So you're going to give in to this madness?
Abe: I'll live in Stefano DiMera’s house if that's what she wants, and I will turn that place upside down till I find the evidence to put that bastard away for good.
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