Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 8/3/01--Canada; Monday 8/6/01--USA
Provided By Stephanie
Jack: So at the risk of repeating myself... I love you.
Jennifer: I don't know what to say to you.
Jack: Words aren't necessarily necessary.
Jennifer: No, you're right. I mean, I am more concerned with actions, and it's not the fact that I didn't hear it enough, Jack. It's that you didn't show me.
Jack: I could always... Kiss you again.
Jennifer: No. Please don't.
Jack: All right, Jennifer. What do you want me to do? Please, just tell me. Just tell me, and I will do it.
Nancy: Chloe, sweetheart, where are you going?
Chloe: Where am I going dressed like this, you mean?
Nancy: Well, I, um...
Chloe: It's okay. If your mother hates it, it's exactly the right thing to wear, right?
Nancy: To wear where, hon?
Chloe: I'm going out with a friend. I'm not sure where.
Nancy: Wait a second, sweetheart. You said that all your friends are on a trip to the Caribbean.
Chloe: I do happen to associate with a few people whose names aren't Belle and Shawn. Hello. Come in.
Nancy: Oh, no. You?
Mimi: [Thinking] Nobody even knows I'm around. This trip is going to be a disaster.
Philip: Belle, Belle, are you all right?
Jennifer: I know how much it took for you to say that to me, Jack, and I know that you think you mean it.
Jack: I think I meant that? No, no, no, let's not get into your definition of love versus my definition of love.
Jennifer: Wait a minute. I'm not doubting your capacity for love. I mean, when I see you with Abby, it couldn't be clearer, Jack.
Jack: But in the past when I was with you, it was not clear. I don't understand how that happened, because from what I felt, it was very clear to me.
Jennifer: Well, then forgive me for taking it personally that you never wanted to be with me.
Jack: I wanted to be with you. I had to provide for you. That's the only reason I ever left you.
Jennifer: Did you provide for us?
Jack: You didn't give me the chance.
Jennifer: And did I provide for me and Abby when you walked out on us when she was a baby?
Jack: I left you because I loved you enough to think that maybe you deserved somebody better than me.
Jennifer: And what changed your mind?
Jack: You. You said you wanted to try. I wanted to do something better. I'm going to do something spectacular as a father, provider, husband to maybe make up for the failure to you and Abigail. Don't you know and understand why I need to do that?
Jennifer: But I don't need you to do that, nor do I want you to do that. And I don't understand why all of this always comes down to what you need. What is wrong with a plain old job with medical benefits and two weeks' vacation? Don't you think that would make me feel very secure about our family?
Jack: Jennifer, you know me. You know that I'm not a 9-to-5er. The midnight pursuit of the elusive lead, that excitement's in my blood. It's in yours, too.
Jennifer: Therefore, I should understand, but you know what? I'm a parent now, and that has changed me and it has changed my priorities. That's why I don't understand why I'm the one who was being accused of being selfish with our daughter.
Jack: I'm sorry that you didn't have the patience for me to prove that all three of us could have been content and fulfilled, not to mention richer than the Czar.
Jennifer: Oh, yeah, look where his selfishness got his family, Jack.
Jack: Well, I wasn't planning to instigate any revolutions.
Jennifer: No, what you want to do is have a little feminist revolution, right? You want me to be barefoot, sitting in a kitchen, and not doing anything.
Jack: Oh, we lived in a hut in North Africa. Barefoot is a way of life.
Jennifer: Don't change the subject.
Jack: Not to take any undue credit, but you're looking at the man who nurtured your career, who knew you could be a better reported than he ever could be, who watched you every day on TV with pride, saying to anyone who would listen, "that's my wife." If you wanted to do something, I would support you in that. I would only hope that you would do the same for me.
Jack: When I'm happy, I'm productive, and when that productivity flows, the fruits of that productivity go straight to my wife.
Jennifer: I am not...
Jack: To you and to Abigail.
Eduardo: What in the hell do you think you're doing? Oh, my boat, the children.
Paul: Your boat's going to be fine. The kids won't shut up, which means they're fine, too. Now, look, I'm sorry, all right? You were so drunk this morning, I was just trying to save your ass.
Eduardo: Yeah, by putting my boat on a sandbar, making it go boom? How is that going to save me and my boat's ass?
Paul: Look, look, it doesn't seem to be taking on any water.
Eduardo: Oh, so now you do know something about sailing, but navigating? This is the wrong island. We don't come here most times because of the treacherous nature -- the geography here. Only criminals are here.
Eduardo: Yeah. They see the boats come and land, they go hide. It's a good place for them, it's a bad place for us.
Paul: What? You're saying there are criminals here now?
Eduardo: Don't you understand? As soon as the tide comes in, we go out to the good island.
Paul: We're already here, though. Don't you want to get the boat back in port, check it out? I'm sure you don't want to put these kids in any more danger if she's not totally seaworthy.
Eduardo: So we send them to the criminals instead? I do not think so.
Paul: [Thinking] Little jewels, I'm not leaving here without you, no matter what that takes.
Hawk: Hey, Mr. Woods, Mr. Woods, Cynthia's wrist is hurt.
Mr. Woods: Relax, okay?
Jason: Am I crushing you?
Jan: No. Ooh, I could get high off your breath, though. Ms. Perez is coming this way.
Jan: Great, Jason. Now we both smell like rum. Are you just trying to get me sent to jail?
Jason: So? If we're hurt and we can't go to the island and we have to stay in the hotel, would you be obsessing the whole time that you're going to get in trouble from the Judge for not fulfilling your sentence?
Jan: That is a dumb question.
Jason: I thought so.
Jan: Jason, if we can't go to the island, they're going to send us back home.
Jason: Oh, man.
Philip: Mr. Woods! Mr. Woods, over here!
People: [Talking at once]
Ms. Perez: Is everything okay over there, Shawn?
Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Belle, Belle.
Philip: Shawn, I can't get her to wake up, man.
Shawn-D: Belle, Belle, come on. Belle.
Chloe: Nancy, this is Brady Black. Though he's related to Philip, let me just say that he's not Philip.
Chloe: Well, Brady, I just need to go get my purse. I'll be right back.
Brady: It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Wesley.
Nancy: We've met, and I can assure you there was nothing nice about it.
Brady: Wait. I'm sorry?
Nancy: At the Tuscany bar. Although it was a few months ago, I remember it vividly because you were so exceptionally rude to me and my husband.
Brady: I think you've got me confused with somebody else. I honestly don't remember.
Nancy: I'm not confused. You attacked the medical profession in general and then my husband in particular -- Craig, the Chief of Staff -- who went on to give you the highest standard of care. I can see that you are fully recovered. Chloe, you say that this is a friend of yours? I can only assume that's because you do not know him, because I can tell you right now he is not a very nice person.
Chloe: In other words, my judgment sucks? Well, before you forbid me go out with him, let me just say that I think you should learn your boundaries, Nancy, because you're really pushing your luck. Ready to go?
Brady: Yes, definitely.
Chloe: What's up with Nancy? You didn't say anything to her, did you?
Brady: No. Actually, she did most of the talking.
Chloe: That's how it usually goes.
Brady: I guess someone got in a word edgewise a while back at Tuscany. It really offended her. But if it was me, I honestly don't remember.
Chloe: Don't worry. She'll get over it.
Brady: Or not.
Chloe: Right. So, I see you've still got the sporty van.
Brady: What, you don't want to be seen around town in a bus?
Chloe: Well, if you don't care that it's uncool, why should I?
Brady: I love my van. That thing saved my life. I would have been stuck in my house for months.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I just thought since you don't need it anymore, someone who could use a van with hand controls could have it, you know?
Brady: Yeah, okay. So, are you starving?
Brady: Good, because I want to take you somewhere before we eat. Come on.
Shawn-D: Belle. Hey, she moved. Belle, are you okay? Wait a minute. Easy, easy, easy.
Can you sit up?
Shawn-D: Easy, easy. Slow, slow.
Philip: Are you all right?
Belle: What am I doing down here?
Shawn-D: The boat hit something.
Philip: Yeah, and I fell on top of you. I hope I didn't break anything.
Shawn-D: All right. Easy, easy. Just relax.
Belle: I'm fine, okay? Don't worry about me. Are you guys okay?
Shawn-D: We are, yeah.
Mr. Woods: What happened? Who's this?
Eduardo: I'm the captain -- Eduardo. Mucho gusto.
Ms. Perez: Ms. Perez. Mucho gusto.
Paul: He was ill, remember? I told you.
Mr. Woods: You mean hung over.
Ms. Perez: Let's not talk about this now.
Eduardo: How are the kids? Are they all right?
Mr. Woods: Some cuts and scrapes. Look, we got to get back out there. We just want to know what's going on.
Eduardo: We got eight hours until high tide.
Mr. Woods: Are you saying we have to wait here on this boat for high tide? We can miss out on just about our whole day.
Eduardo: Well, what can I do?
Mr. Woods: I'll tell you what I can do. I can call the company and ask for another boat and a new captain.
Paul: Look, you want to be expedient, right? We have an inflatable onboard. We were going to use it to get the supplies ashore, anyway. A couple of trips, we'll have everyone on that island lickety-split.
Ms. Perez: It does sound like the quickest way, Malcolm. I mean, what else can we do?
Mr. Woods: I guess so. We'll still have our tents set up before dark?
Paul: Absolutely. We still have about two, three more hours of good light left. Right, captain?
Ms. Perez: Okay.
Eduardo: You're very slick.
Paul: In the States, that's a compliment. We call it smooth. Well, look, the teachers want to get these kids settled ASAP.
Paul: All right. Now, you said yourself these islands are all pretty much the same, right? Woodsy's even been here before, he didn't find any scary criminals. So this is the best way to make everyone happy, right?
Eduardo: Right. I guess for me, too.
Paul: [Thinking] And I get my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
Ms. Perez: Are you okay?
Ms. Perez: Does that hurt at all?
Ms. Perez: Let me see your eyes. Well, after your head injury last fall, we can't be too careful.
Belle: After my head injury last fall, I know all the warning signs for a concussion, and I can tell you I do not have one. Our star quarterback here just kind of knocked the wind out of me. Want to play tackle next year, Phil?
Philip: I'm so sorry, Belle.
Belle: It's okay. I'm used to a beating. Cheerleading's a contact sport, too, you know. Have you ever fallen off the top of a pyramid?
Ms. Perez: Okay, okay. You just relax. I'm going to get the first-aid kit...
Ms. Perez: And see what we can do about that cut on your head, okay?
Belle: Okay. Thank you.
Ms. Perez: You're welcome.
Jan: Oh, k-man, you can't be too upset Chloe got off the plane. I mean, you didn't waste any time jumping someone else's bones.
Philip: Breaking her bones, maybe. Look, Jan, this is not a cool thing to rag on us about, okay? She could have gotten hurt.
Jan: Oh, Phil's poor Belle and her precious little bones.
Philip: Get out of here, Jan. Go.
Jan: And go where, huh? You know what? I do believe we're stuck.
Shawn-D: All right, you know what? Looks like Ms. Perez got sidetracked over there. I'm going to go grab some bandages, all right?
Belle: All right.
Jan: Oh, Shawn's poor helpless little Belle.
Philip: You know what? I thought the Judge forcing you and Mimi to come on this trip was supposed to be punishment for you. I don't see why the rest of us have to suffer. God.
Belle: Hey, guys, where's Mimi?
Philip: Well, Ms. Perez said nobody was hurt, so...
Belle: But have you seen Mimi?
Philip: No, but Mr.. Woods counted my head, like, three times. I'm sure she's around. Okay, I'll go find her.
Belle: Thank you.
Jan: Aw, how very Chloe of you.
Belle: What, to be concerned for one of my friends? Yeah, that is very Chloe of me, but I didn't think you would think so.
Jan: Uh, no. I meant yanking the strings pup pup pup p
Belle: As I stand here and bleed, you have to be such a jerk.
Jan: Unh-unh-unh-unh. Want me to go to the name-calling police?
Belle: Jan, that wasn't name-calling. I was just asking you a question. And if I were you, I'd think very strongly about the answer. So, do you like being a jerk?
Jan: Does that count as a question, too?
Belle: Oh, you do.
Jan: Do you? You know what? Just stop talking to me.
Belle: Unfortunately, Jan, you started talking to me first.
Jason: Ooh, a cat fight. Did you draw blood, Jan?
Jan: Shut up, Jason.
Belle: What's wrong with you? You're slurring.
Jason: Um, too much sun, I guess.
Belle: Well, why don't you go find some shade? And please take your girlfriend with you.
Jason: I don't tell her what to do.
Belle: Well, the Judge tells her what to do, and now we can tell her where to go. Shawn, have you seen Mimi?
Belle: Yeah. No one can find her. Look, I'm not bleeding anymore. Let's just go look for her, okay?
Belle: Mimi, what are you doing?
Mimi: What do you think? I fell overboard!
Belle: Well, swim this way. We'll pull you in.
Mimi: I'm having some trouble, Belle.
Philip: What is she doing in the water?
Mimi: Could someone maybe, like, help me?
Jason: "Baywatch" moment, guys. Let's go in and get her. We'll be right there, Mimi! We're coming for you, man! We'll be right there! Come on, come on! Let's go! Here we come, Mimi! Whoo!
Mimi: Help me! Guys! Help me! Help me!
Jennifer: I don't understand why you think the fruits of your productivity should be the solution to our problems.
Jack: Well, likewise. I don't understand why you act as though they should mean nothing.
Jennifer: First of all, I've never seen any fruits.
Jack: Thank you, former protégée.
Jennifer: I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, exactly. I think that maybe we should have had this discussion about mutual goals before we decided to try this again. I mean, Jack, it just happens that I would like to have a partner who is occasionally there for me, and if that's too constricting for you and if that's too much to ask --
Jack: Okay, okay, you want to go to work, have me stay home and play mom? That's okay by me. I'm willing to chuck it all. My family is far more important than my male pride. If male pride was important, would we even be having this conversation? What do you say?
Chloe: So, you're really going to buy a car?
Brady: Yes. I'm not driving that van anymore.
Chloe: Okay, if you say so.
Brady: Well, what do you think?
Chloe: This one's kind of nice. It's a convertible.
Brady: I don't like the car.
Chloe: All right, how about this lovely green one?
Brady: No, bad color. What about this one? Yeah? No?
Chloe: Yeah, I like this. It's pretty.
Brady: I don't know.
Chloe: Nice color. I don't really know a lot about cars, so I don't know what to look for.
Brady: How about that one?
Chloe: Well, these are nice. What do you think, Brady? Kind of a masculine, manly kind of car. Nothing for me.
Brady: No, I don't like it.
Brady: Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
Chloe: What? You see something you like?
Brady: Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Brady: Do you like this one, Chloe?
Chloe: Oh, yeah. Who wouldn't? It's very nice.
Brady: Tell me, if I were to drive this baby off the lot today, cash down, what kind of deal could you get me?
Chloe: Wait a minute, Brady. An impulse purchase is, like, a lipstick, but a new car?
Brady: I can't really say I’ve purchased a lipstick on impulse before. Besides, my van is so uncool, and I'd just be depriving somebody who needs it.
Chloe: Yeah, but don't you want to shop around or something?
Brady: No. I want this one. It all depends upon the price.
Man: I think you're going to be very satisfied, sir.
Chloe: Okay, Brady, come on. Let's go get something to eat, and if you really want the car, it'll be here tomorrow.
Man: Oh, hey, wait. I can't make any promises. This baby here is our premier seller. I'm not going to take it personally if you guys walk out of this lot and don't buy anything. I couldn't say no to the lady, either. I'll bet she gets whatever she wants.
Brady: Well, this is about what I want.
Jason: Come on, Philip. You're going down, man.
Jan: How's the water, guys? Guys, having fun?
Mr. Woods: My God, what's going on?
Belle: Well, Mimi fell off the boat. She kept going under and she couldn't get back into the boat, so Jason jumped in to try and save her, and then Leo, Ben, Shawn, and Philip went in, too.
Ms. Perez: I thought you counted heads.
Mr. Woods: I was mistakenly led to believe that Mimi was in the restroom.
Belle: Don't worry about it. She's fine.
Mr. Woods: I don't think she needs all those boys helping her.
Jan: No way. She has her own personal flotation device.
Kevin: How many Salem high students does it take to rescue one Damsel in Distress?
Susan: Why does Mimi need rescuing? She can swim.
Kevin: Well, lots of people who can swim still drown, especially those reckless drunken types in our age group.
Susan: Maybe you could give it a rest, Kevin.
Kevin: Sorry if the cold facts seem cold.
Susan: Why don't you take you cold facts over there?
Penelope: Jeez, I hope I didn't upset him.
Susan: You didn't say anything. He needs not to say upsetting things to you, and you need to not freak out about the water. When do you want your first swimming lesson?
Penelope: Do you mean it? As soon as possible.
Susan: Okay. Tomorrow morning before the hike.
Penelope: Wow. You're so...
Penelope: I was going to say strong. You're not a follower like me.
Susan: Well, there are certain trends I wasn't born to follow, but the same goes for all of us, right? I mean, we already have to do enough stuff in life that we don't want to. If I have any say in it, you better believe I'm going to do things the way I want.
Mimi: Guys, remember me? Hey!
Belle: We girls have to do all the work.
Jan: I'm coming, Jason!
Ms. Perez: No! No!
Jan: Hey, Jason! Jason, help me. Guys, my top came off.
Jason: I'll take care of this one, boys.
Mimi: Oh, no. I think my top's coming off, too. Belle!
Belle: Mimi, what is wrong with you? You used to be on the swim team.
Mimi: When I was, like, 6.
Belle: But still, what's wrong with your legs?
Mimi: My pants keep pulling me underwater. I can't get my pockets unbuttoned.
Belle: What is in your pockets?
Mimi: Really, it would just be a lot easier if I could just get the pants totally off.
Shawn-D: Well, let me see what I can do.
Mimi: Oh, great, just how I always dreamed I'd be undressed by Shawn.
Susan: You know how we're supposed to live off the land once we get to the island? Well, Mimi's like the beef jerky person that got kicked off of "survivor."
Penelope: Oh, you think Mr.. Woods will be as harsh as the tribal council?
Kevin: I hate beef jerky.
Susan: I didn't mean literally. She just majorly hit the vending machines before we left the hotel.
Penelope: You just know everything, don't you?
Shawn-D: Mimi, you're sinking because you got all these candy bars in your pockets.
Mimi: I was going to share.
Jason: You guys want to race to shore?
Boy: You're on.
Jan: Hey, go, Jason!
Belle: No, go, Shawn! Go, Shawn!
Jan: Go, Jason! You heard me! Go!
Paul: So, the motorboat stays on the island, right? In case there's an emergency.
Eduardo: Of course.
Paul: And you'll come back to get the kids.
Eduardo: Yes. You're not going to do my job for me this time.
Paul: No, actually, I was going to stick around the island with them.
Eduardo: Oh, no, no. Company policy forbids.
Paul: But I'm not with the company.
Eduardo: I am, and you come back with me.
Jack: Is that a no? Not interested in giving anything a chance, are we?
Jennifer: Okay, I go to work and you stay home. Do we not have separate finances? Are we still married? I don't think so, Jack.
Jack: There was a time that I never thought we would be. How many times did you reject me?
Jennifer: What? Are you saying that I'm changeable?
Jack: Well, from the current position of despising me, changeable is not too bad from where I sit.
Jennifer: I don't despise you, Jack.
Jack: But I love you. I -- okay, sorry. 4-letter word -- won't say it again. Jennifer, when we were first married, we were like that ant and that rubber tree plant -- high hopes, apple-pie-in-the-sky hopes, and I was just so afraid that I'd hurt you.
Jennifer: And you did, Jack. And I'm sorry. It didn't hurt all of the time. Parts of it were so good.
Jack: Our courtship -- or shall I say the lack thereof? -- Set the tone for everything that was to come, but I would say -- I'd say that went into it with our eyes open. It's like what you said on our wedding day.
Jennifer: Now we will feel no rain, for each of us will be shelter to each other. And now we will feel no cold, for each of us will be warmth to each other. Now there is no loneliness. We are two bodies, but there is one life before us and one home. When evening falls, I'll look to you, and there you'll be, and I'll take your hand and you'll take mine, and we'll turn together and we'll look to the road we traveled to reach this, the hour of our happiness. It stretches far behind us, and our future lies ahead -- a long and winding road, where every turning means discovery. Old hopes... New laughter... Shared tears. The adventure has just begun.
Jack: We didn't know that that road would end up diverging in two. You have been lonely, Jennifer. I am sorry. You've had to weather storms by yourself, and... I just never thought on that day that I'd end up breaking your heart.
Jennifer: Jack, what do you remember about our honeymoon? Or how long after we said our wedding vows did you think it started to fall apart? I mean, what, two days?
Jack: I mean, what are you saying, you didn't like our honeymoon? I wasn't romantic enough for you?
Jennifer: Jack, I mean, should I not be offended that you spent most of the time in bed?
Jack: Well --
Jennifer: No, without me, without me, watching television and complaining about your back hurting.
Jack: Well, I didn't know we had to jam-pack all of the romance into one week. If I had known then what I know now --
Jennifer: Okay. Whatever, whatever. What about the Venice Boardwalk? You got caught up in the middle of that scam. I mean, you just walked out on me, right? Which, in retrospect, was the highlight of the honeymoon for me.
Jack: Let me ask you this. That first time you took me back, why did you do it?
Jennifer: Because I didn't want to walk that road alone.
Jack: What's the difference between then and now?
Jennifer: Me. I'm the difference.
Brady: I definitely made the right decision now, don't you think?
Chloe: Since when do you care what I think?
Brady: I always care what people think, Chloe. I just don't always agree.
Chloe: You mean rarely.
Brady: All right, well, on the uncool van point, for example, I definitely agreed there. I'm glad you said it, 'cause I’ve been dreaming about a car like this for a long time now. Just needed that extra little push at the end. I mean, I have my big settlement from the police department. Might as well enjoy it, right?
Chloe: I guess.
Brady: So, are you hungry yet?
Chloe: Oh, my gosh. Do I even dare ask what you have planned next? Do you have any money left to spend?
Brady: Cheap thrills from now on, I promise.
Chloe: Oh, really?
Brady: Yeah, so pick your destination.
Chloe: It kind of depends what I'm going to do.
Brady: I'm a guy. What do you think? Going to open this baby up, blow her out, test her handling, take her up to Green Mountain. They got a lot of twists and turns up there.
Chloe: Okay, let's do it.
Susan: Whoo! [Cheering]
Ms. Perez: Well, look on the bright side, Mr.. Woods -- one fewer boatload to take ashore.
Mr. Woods: As long as they all get there.
Ms. Perez: This is my kind of group -- doers, not complainers. Don't worry. It's going to be a cool trip. [Cheering]
Paul: I told these kids' parents I'd look after them. What does it hurt for me to stay here? If there is an emergency, at least I know how to drive the motorboat.
Eduardo: Look, fine, you're right. It is good. Anything to make you quiet. I got to go check the supplies. These kids -- they bring everything. They got boom boxes, things to climb rocks with. Boy, this school... I mean, what ever happened to reading, writing, and arithmetic, huh?
Buddy: Yeah, con your way out of this place. Go dig up the can I buried. Take the key, get the treasure map out of the locker, then what are you going to do? You should have paid attention in grade school, desi -- learned your abc's. Sure, you can get someone to read you those clues, but you think you can trust them not to take those jewels from under your nose? Unh-unh. Without me, you'll never get the treasure.
Paul: Buddy, you'd better be wrong about that.
Jennifer: Jack, I -- I am not the same person that you married.
Jack: I know. I know, I know. You've changed. Well, guess what? So have I.
Jennifer: No, you haven't -- not really, and that is the problem.
Jack: Jennifer, just tell me what you want. Just name it.
Jennifer: I want my own life. I don't ever want to be married to you ever again.
Jennifer: I'm sorry. I know that the old Jennifer would just tell you what you wanted to hear, but I don't want to sacrifice my happiness anymore, because in the long run none of us will be happy.
Jennifer: But there's still great times. I mean, there's great times with Abby. And you know what? I'm going to say it. I'm going to say it -- you were right, because six months ago, I was chasing monsters out from under her bed, and now, I mean, look at her -- she's secure, she's confident, and she has a lot of fun.
Jack: So do I.
Jennifer: And so do I. I mean, with Abby. And I don't think it's bragging when I say that we have the most amazing little girl, and I just think it's great that we can be civil with each other when we are with her.
Jack: I think we should work on being civil when Abigail's not here.
Jennifer: I think we did okay today.
Jack: We could do better.
Jack: I have a plan. Come with me.
Brady: You know, Chloe, we're missing one thing.
Chloe: Oh, yeah.
Brady: Why don't you go into my personal traveling CD library and pick one out for me?
Chloe: Okay. Whoa -- country music?
Brady: I told you, I like all kinds of music.
Chloe: Well, I'm very discriminating, so let's see what kind of mood I'm in.
Brady: Oh, opera. How shocking.
Chloe: Well, this one's fun.
Brady: [Singing Italian]
Chloe: Okay, how do you say goofball in Italian?
Brady: Hmm... Senti da che pulpito viene la predica.
Chloe: Takes one to know one -- thanks a lot! [Cheering]
Hawk: Are you all right?
Mimi: Yeah. Thank you.
Mimi: Okay, I'm on board now. You can stop worrying.
Susan: Come on, go!
Kevin: Jason's faltering. Shawn picks it up a notch.
Kevin: Jason's fading, fading -- and we have a winner. Shawn-Douglas Brady in lane one.
Leo -- second place. Wow.
Kevin: Jason -- second to last.
Belle: Wait, wait, wait, what happened to Philip?
Kevin: He's just hitting the beach now -- dead last.
Philip: That was a good swim, man.
Shawn-D: You all right? What happened, you get a cramp or something?
Philip: No, no, I just lost my focus.
Shawn-D: You're thinking about Chloe again, right? Philip, you have got to stop thinking about her, man. You are never going to last on this island.
Philip: I keep trying, but somehow I know you're right. I don't know. If I keep feeling this way, there's no way I'm going to last on this island. I'm going to have to go home and try to work things out.
Paul: Damn it! Why didn't I learn to read in prison? Well, it's too late now. What am I worried about? Those naive little bastards -- they don't know why I'm here. They're going to lead me right to my ruby... A few diamonds. I hope they have a good time on this island. It might be their last chance... In this life.