Days of Our Lives Transcript Canada--Wednesday 7/25/01; USA--Thursday 7/26/01
Provided By Stephanie
Brady: Hey, Tink, did you remember your sun block?
Belle: Oh, I knew I forgot something.
Brady: Belle, you know how sensitive your skin is to the sun. Do you remember that summer we were at the beach and you got that really bad sunburn?
Belle: Oh, my gosh. I hurt so bad, I couldn't fall asleep that night.
Brady: Yeah, we watched the "it's a mad, mad, mad, mad world." Remember that?
Belle: Twice, I think. I laughed so hard, I forgot about all the pain.
Brady: Well, you know what? There's a drugstore nearby. I could stop and pick you some up if you want.
Belle: I was just joking. Of course I remembered my sunscreen.
Shawn-D: Hey, he's just being a good brother. I have to remind J.T. to put his sunscreen on all the time, so I can relate.
Brady: Yeah, well, sometimes Belle has the mentality of a pre-toddler.
Belle: Oh, and sometimes, dad, you really get on my nerves.
Brady: Oh ho ho.
Shawn-D: Okay. Hey, Chloe, you ever wonder if you have any brothers or sisters? I mean, your dad could have other kids, right?
Chloe: Who knows?
Shawn-D: Okay, you know what? I don't think I could have asked a more weird or insensitive question, not to mention it's none of my business. Okay, well, I'm sorry.
Chloe: No, it's okay. Actually, sometimes I do think about it.
Brady: Of course you do. You always think about things that are related to you.
Chloe: And what is that supposed to mean?
Belle: Oh, my gosh, Brady. Look at the time. We're going to be late.
Chloe: I don't get it. We're going on a school trip with a bunch of other kids from school, kids who have really big mouths and love to run them.
Belle: Yeah, and it's not like Mr.. Woods isn't going to notice the three of us running around, digging in the sand with a big map.
Shawn-D: Belle, shh.
Belle: I was just saying.
Chloe: Belle's right. How are we going to keep this between the three of us?
Shawn-D: I've got it all worked out.
Belle: He's got it all worked out.
Shawn-D: Okay, I checked the map and the itinerary that Mr.. Woods handed out.
Shawn-D: Okay, well, we're not going to be in Puerto Rico that long.
Belle: Well, how long? I was planning on doing a photo essay while I was there.
Shawn-D: Well, long enough to do the tourist thing, so after we see the fort and the historical sites...
Belle: That's when we do the ecology expedition?
Shawn-D: Right, but before then, that's when I want to rent the boat.
Chloe: Whoa, rent a boat -- you really have big plans.
Shawn-D: Well, I want to get my Great Grandmother's ruby back.
Belle: Well, we all want that, Shawn. Just tell us what we have to do.
Chloe: We're on the boat...
Shawn-D: Right. We'll use the map to locate the island, we'll find the treasure, and we'll be back before anyone knows what we're up to.
Paul: [Thinking] I'll be one step ahead of those little punks. Just got to get my hands on those jewels. So, did you get parole?
Man: Am I smiling? Do I look like I made parole?
Paul: Damn, man. That stinks. I'm really sorry.
Man: If I have to serve my full term...
Paul: Look, man, you know, it could happen to me, too. Who knows?
Man: Well, if you do get out first, you'll have to wait for me, Desi, 'cause that can we buried near your house, well, you'll need my help to get to it, to get to that treasure.
Paul: [Thinking] No way in hell I'm waiting. I'll find that treasure without you, buddy boy.
Woman: Hi, I'm Daphne. Can I interest you in some headphones?
Paul: With that pretty smile, you could interest me in just about anything.
Daphne: Well, if you're a jazz fan, I'd suggest channel 8. It's got some of the greats -- Kenton, Miles Davis, Ella.
Paul: Uh, aren't they a little bit before your time, sweetheart?
Daphne: Their music is timeless. I admit I'm a bit of a jazz junkie. I try to get to The Blue Note whenever I can.
Paul: Really? Me, too.
Daphne: Really? Maybe I'll see you there sometime.
Paul: Well, you know, I kind of hate to leave things to chance. What about you?
Paul: Perfect, great. What do I owe you for these?
Daphne: Don't worry about it. It's my treat.
Paul: Well, this is turning out to be my lucky day... Definitely my lucky day.
Girl: Ms. Perez, somehow in the last five minutes, I've misplaced my itinerary.
Ms. Perez: Oh, no big deal, Andy. I'll give you another one as soon as we get on the plane.
Kevin: Here, Andy, you can have mine.
Andy: Kev, you've already penciled in the longitudes and the latitudes.
Kevin: That's okay. It's all in my head.
Andy: Oh, well, thanks.
Girl: I don't know why they call Kevin a nerd. I think he's really cute. Don't you?
Susan: I don't know. I've never really thought of him like that. Kevin is just a friend. At least, I thought he was. I haven't really seen much of him since we all got to the airport.
Girl: Where did you get that lipstick? It's a really cool color.
Susan: Oh, thanks. I got it at Baron's. It's one of their new summer shades. Here, try it out.
Girl: No, I don't usually wear makeup.
Susan: Why should you? You look fine without it, but I've always been really interested in makeup for some reason, ever since I was young. I used to go through my mother's makeup case and go crazy putting on tons of eye shadow and rouge. I'd even make over my friends sometimes, if they'd let me.
Girl: You must be good at it, huh?
Susan: Yeah, kind of. I even thought about becoming a cosmetologist, either that or a nuclear physicist.
Girl: I'm really glad you came on the trip.
Susan: Me, too... I think.
Girl: You know, maybe one day if we don't have too much to do, you could teach me a little bit about makeup.
Susan: Sure. That would be great, sh...
Susan: Right. Penelope -- great name.
Boy: Gigantor and shy girl -- the gruesome twosome.
Mr. Woods: Any more talk like that, Hawk, and you won't be going on the trip, and if I get wind of it in Puerto Rico, then --
Cynthia: Look, we've been calling her Gigantor for years. She really doesn't mind.
Mr. Woods: I mind, and unless you want to end up scrubbing toilets with Mimi and Jan, you'll stop the name-calling.
Cynthia: This is worse than being in his class.
Mr. Woods: Hey, the flight attendant's ready to board. Uh, who are we missing?
Ms. Perez: Uh, let's see -- Belle Black, Chloe Lane, and Shawn Brady.
Mr. Woods: Why don't I wait for them here and you get the rest of the kids on the plane?
Ms. Perez: Great. Listen up, everyone, por favor. Vamanos, pues.
Ms. Perez: Let's move to your gate. In an orderly fashion, have your tickets out. We will be leaving momentarily.
Girl: Latina mommy first.
Boy: Cool, dude!
Boy #2: Mia!
Philip: Come on, Chloe. Don't do this to me now. You just got to show up.
Brady: Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Belle: Brady, I hope we didn't miss our flight.
Chloe: Brady, you're walking without canes.
Belle: Well, off and on, but he's almost fully recovered. Isn't that great?
Shawn-D: That is great, man. It's awesome to see you on your feet again.
Brady: When you get back, we'll hit it up on the courts one on one, man.
Shawn-D: Right. You're on.
Chloe: This is really wonderful. I know how hard you've been working on this.
Belle: Okay, guys, we have no time for chitchat. Let's go.
Brady: All right, Belle, have a great time, honey.
Belle: I'll miss you.
Brady: Chloe, take care of yourself.
Chloe: Don't worry. I will.
Belle: Chloe, come on. We're going to be late.
Daphne: You look uncomfortable. Is there anything I could do?
Paul: Oh, I'm just not used to these coach seats. I usually fly first class, but, unfortunately, I booked too late.
Daphne: You travel this route often?
Paul: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I keep my yacht down in San Juan. I've been feeling a little restless. Thought I'd take to the high seas.
Daphne: Nice. You know, there is an empty seat up in first class.
Paul: A no-show?
Daphne: Follow me.
Paul: Man, you are on a roll.
Jason: We should have insisted on passenger approval. Look at this group -- all freaks and geeks.
Cynthia: I'm sorry.
Kevin: Here, I'll -- I'll get that.
Kevin: I saw you talking to Penelope earlier. I was going to come over, but I didn't want to interrupt.
Susan: Really? You were going to come over?
Kevin: Did you think I was avoiding you? Susan, I wouldn't have talked you into coming if I was planning on ditching you. Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time together. Better get to my seat.
Mimi: I'm so not looking forward to this. I wish I could just snap my fingers and be a freshman in college and skip the whole next year.
Georgia: Isn't that what they call wishing your life away?
Cynthia: Fierce shoes, Philip. Mind if I sit next to you?
Philip: Uh, I, uh, I think Mr.. Woods wants us to stick to the seating arrangement.
Cynthia: Come on. Where's your sense of adventure?
Philip: Actually, Cynthia, I'd just rather be alone, okay? Is that all right with you?
Cynthia: Uh, sure. Okay. No problem.
Philip: Last thing I need is Chloe seeing me with Cynthia, or at all, for that matter, not until we're ready for takeoff.
Woman: I'm not sure how much longer we can wait, Mr.. Woods. Some of our passengers have connecting flights.
Belle: Wait! We're here!
Shawn-D: Oh, and the plane is, too. Oh, thank God.
Belle: I am so sorry, Mr.. Woods. This is all my fault. I made Brady go pick up Chloe and
Shawn before we left, then I lost my plane ticket --
Mr.. Woods: Fine, fine. We don't have time for excuses. Just board that plane and let's get going.
Woman: Just make sure all your bags fit in the overhead bin.
Belle: Okay. Oh, my gosh, you guys. We are really going. Aren't you excited?
Woman: Excuse me, miss. What's the holdup?
Woman #2: Um, well, actually, they -- [students cheering]
Girl: All right, they finally made it.
Woman #2: You know what? Can please take your seat? We'll be departing shortly.
Mr. Woods: Settle down. There are other passengers on this plane.
Girl: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Woman #2: Take your seat.
Jan: I can't wait till ghoul girl sees Philip.
Jason: Don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself? It's always ghoul girl this and ghoul girl that. Even I'm sick of it.
Jan: Well, with your attention span, I'm not surprised.
Jason: I just don believe you tried to take people's money and get away with it.
Jan: It's not like I did anything for their buck. It was all flesh.
Jason: But it wasn't your flesh. I'm surprised they didn't throw you in jail, Jan.
Mimi: I wonder if Belle's even going to speak to me.
Shawn-D: Here, Chloe, let me help you with that.
Chloe: No, you know what? It's not going to fit. I'm going to go see if there's another bin that has room in it.
Chloe: All right.
Belle: Oh, my gosh, Shawn. I forgot I left my camera in Brady's van. I guess it's too late now.
Shawn-D: Who needs a camera? Anything worth looking at more than once, I take that snapshot right here
Woman: Ladies and gentlemen, we ask that you please take your seats as we'll be departing shortly...
Philip: Here, let me help you with that.
Woman: Snores y snores, tome, por favor, tusk ascents. Stamps al pinto de disregard...
Paul: Mmm. This is the life.
Daphne: Have you decided what you'd like to order?
Paul: I'll tell you what -- surprise me.
Daphne: I'll do my best.
Paul: [Thinking] Yep, I've got everything I need. Before you know it, I'll be a new man.
Georgia: [Sighs] Yeah?
Mimi: Um, what did you mean before about wishing your life away?
Georgia: Meems, use your head. Missing a year of your life -- you'd be throwing away the good with the bad.
Mimi: What if the bad outweighs the good?
Georgia: Then you have to think pros and cons. For instance, finals are a real bummer, but how about that last day of school when you've got that long stretch of summer ahead? And, besides, Madonna's going to tour this year, and you don't want to miss that.
Mimi: It's easy for you to be Pollyanna about it. You're not the school's new pariah. Think about it, Georgia. My social life next year is going to be el Zippo.
Georgia: There are more important things in life than raves, dating, and school functions. Remember that book Mr. Woods told us to read, "The Road Less Traveled"?
Georgia: Well, you should. You need to broaden your spiritual awareness. Not all kids get to vacation in the tropics.
Mimi: You know, you don't have to tell me. I used to live in a cardboard box.
Georgia: Well, that was your low point. So this should be a piece of cake, right?
Mimi: So, what, I'm supposed to just strap on my walkman and groove to cleaning toilets for the next year?
Georgia: Look, this flight's going to be a drag if you keep feeling sorry for yourself. Lighten up, girl, and don't wish...
Mimi: My life away, I know. Some life.
Belle: I wonder what's keeping Chloe.
Philip: Hey, Chloe, listen.
Chloe: I need to get out of here.
Woman: I'm sorry, young lady, but we're cleared for departure, okay, so you're going to need to take your seat.
Chloe: The hell I will.
Woman: I beg your pardon?
Chloe: Look, I'm sorry. I need to get off the plane.
Woman: That's not possible. It's against flight regulations.
Mr. Woods: What seems to be the problem?
Woman: She wants to get off the plane.
Chloe: Mr. Woods, please tell them to open the door. I need to get out of here now.
Belle: I wonder what's wrong with Chloe.
Shawn-D: Something major, that's for sure.
Jan: So much for Philip and Chloe's reunion.
Chloe: If you don't let me out of here, I will scream.
Mr. Woods: Chloe, try to calm down and I'll see --
Chloe: I don't want to calm down! Tell her to open the door.
Woman: Captain, don't move the plane. There's a passenger here who needs to disembark.
Shawn-D: Why are you upset?
Chloe: Philip is here. You tricked me.
Belle: No, he swore he wasn't going to come. He said he wouldn't be here because you didn't want him to.
Chloe: Well he lied. If he's coming, I'm not going.
Shawn-D: Chloe, come on.
Chloe: I can't do this, Shawn! Don't you understand? I can't be here!
Philip: Hey, hey, hey, Belle and Shawn had no idea I was going on this trip, okay? Please, don't leave.
Mimi: They'll probably find a way to blame this on me, too.
Penelope: I've never been to Puerto Rico
Susan: Me, neither, but from the expression on Chloe's face, I wonder if it's really worth it.
Philip: Hey, please, don't go.
Mr. Woods: Miss Lane, do you really want to miss out on this trip?
Woman: Young lady, are you going or staying?
Girl: What's the holdup?
Philip: You know what? It's fine. I'll leave.
Chloe: No, I'm going.
Philip: No, Chloe, I -- look, I just wanted you to know how sorry I am. I love you. Nothing's ever going to change that.
Chloe: Mr. Woods, I'm sorry for missing the trip and I apologize for all of this. You can close the door now.
Philip: Chloe. [Sighs]
Philip: I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you this way. I love you.
Philip: All right, don't move.
Chloe: What are you doing?
Philip: Just hang on a second.
Chloe: Give them back.
Philip: In a minute.
Philip: You should see the way your eyes look right now, especially because you're mad. It makes them seem even bigger. You are deliberately hiding behind these glasses, aren't you?
Chloe: Why would I do that?
Philip: Because you don't want anybody to know that without them, you're really pretty.
Philip: Hi. God, you look so beautiful in the moonlight.
Chloe: Thanks. I'm just glad that, that fall didn't hurt you.
Philip: Oh, hey, I'm fine, even better now that you're down here with me.
Chloe: For a while there, I felt like I was playing Juliet to your Romeo, but it's better being...
Philip: Up close and personal?
Philip: So, uh, what did you want to tell me?
Chloe: One of the things I wanted to tell you I already confessed to my mother.
Philip: Oh, it's okay. What is it?
Chloe: Well, I told her what I really wanted to do after you serenaded me.
Philip: Oh, yeah? And what did you want to do?
Philip: Being with you, I'm finding out who I am, finding out what it means to care about someone, because I'm in love with you.
Philip: It could rain, it could thunder, it could do whatever it wants. Nothing can touch us, not as long as I can hear your heart beating next to mine.
Philip: I want you. I need you close to me.
Philip: Please, Chloe, if you don't think you're ready, then that's okay with me. I'd still be the luckiest guy in the world to have you in my life.
Chloe: Love is pain.
Brady: Oh, they probably took off already.
Jan: Vampira's the lucky one. This trip already feels like a jail sentence.
Jason: Would you stop whining? You're getting what you deserve.
Jan: You sound like my mother. Speaking of which, why didn't she show up to your hearing?
Jan: She has a standing nail appointment on Fridays at Olga's.
Jason: What, she couldn't reschedule? No wonder you're so messed up.
Jan: What's that supposed to mean?
Jason: Jan, your parents let you do whatever you want, and when you mess up, they're never around.
Mimi: I can see the yearbook now -- Mimi Lockhart, girl most likely to marry the Tidy Bowl man.
Georgia: You did the crime, you got to do the time. Just take your punishment like a grown-up and let me get some sleep.
Shawn-D: Philip's going to be feeling really bad right now. Maybe we should go talk to him.
Belle: Yeah, he looks like he could use a friend.
Shawn-D: Hey, want some company?
Philip: I won't be the best.
Philip: Oh, Shawn, she has.
Shawn-D: You know, she'll come around, Phil. Just give her some time alone.
Philip: Yeah, but what if she finds somebody else, huh?
Brady: Chloe, I'm glad I caught you. Do you know where Belle is? She left her camera in the van.
Chloe: They're all gone. The plane took off.
Brady: What? Why aren't you on it?
Chloe: Because he was.
Brady: Who? Oh, Philip.
Chloe: He decided to go on the trip. Said he loved me, but they're all lies.
Brady: You know why you don't believe Philip when he says those things? It's because no one has ever really loved you. Well, how could they? You've never let anyone get to know the real you.
Daphne: Compliments of me.
Paul: The hostess with the mostess, huh? By the way, that veal was delicious.
Daphne: I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Paul: To our night at The Blue Note, huh?
Daphne: Why wait until we get back to Salem? San Juan has some great night clubs.
Paul: Oh, well, no. Can't do that. My schedule's pretty tight this trip.
Daphne: That's too bad. Oh, well, good things come to those who wait.
Paul: Ain't it the truth?
Paul: [Thinking] With a little patience, those brats will lead me right to the treasure. They're going on a trip, all right, just not the one they planned.
Belle: Hey, Philip.
Philip: Belle, I'm sorry about what happened.
Belle: Yeah, I'm sorry, too, for you and Chloe. Philip, it's just that you promised you weren't going to be here, and I don't understand --
Philip: Look, I know, I know, okay? I screwed up.
Philip: Like I said, I'm sorry. I got to stretch my legs.
Shawn-D: He's really hurting.
Belle: Yeah, so is Chloe, and she doesn't have any of her friends with her.
Shawn-D: All right, well, this has got to be tough on Chloe, too.
Belle: So, I guess it's just going to be you and me on this little treasure hunt.
Shawn-D: Not necessarily. There's, uh, always Mimi.
Belle: Mimi, who I'm never, ever going to talk to again?
Shawn-D: Belle, I know you, and I just know that you'll feel a lot better if you try and work things out with her.
Belle: Will I, after what she did?
Shawn-D: You were defending Philip to Chloe, you know, saying that he was really sorry about everything that happened. Well, Mimi is, too, and so the same logic applies, right? I just think if you try and clear the air with her, you're going to feel a lot better.
Belle: You're right. Wish me luck.
Shawn-D: Good luck.
Mimi: Hey, where are you going?
Georgia: Ty has my CD player. I'll be right back.
Belle: Mimi, I think we need to talk.
Mia: What? Chloe has got to be out of her mind.
Cynthia: Thank God for that. Just one more rich, gorgeous, available guy for me.
Mia: For me.
Brady: You can't love what you don't know, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, you think you're so clever, don't you? Well, I have a news flash for you -- you don't know me, either.
Brady: Wait a second. I drove you here. Let me at least give you a ride home.
Chloe: What are you doing?
Brady: Trust me. You're going to want a record of this moment.