Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 9/17/01



Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 9/17/01

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Abe: Uh, look, um, Lex. I --

[Knock on door]

Lexie: Come in.

Eliana: Shall I pour the coffee?

Lexie: Yes, please.

Abe: Uh, no, no, no. Uh, thank you. Eliana, we can manage all this on our own, thank you. I can't believe I'm living like this.

Lexie: Oh, honey, it's just breakfast. There's no harm in it. Mmm. Have a bite.

Abe: You know, I seem to recall another man's wife saying almost those exact words. Got him kicked out of paradise. But it just might be worth it if it gets us kicked out of here.

Bart: Don't go in there. The bad guy's waiting to ice you. Hey, the fifties film festival just started. See? I got my ducktail, Ricky Ricardo shirt. I wait all year for this.

Rolf: Stefano won't like it if I tell him you would rather watch television than hear what he has to say.

Bart: Whoa, whoa, whoa. The boss called? I'm up. I'm ready for action. What's our mission, fearless leader?

Rolf: It concerns Bo Brady. He's causing problems.

Nurse Bev: Someone put two of the babies in the wrong bassinets, and we had to switch them back.

Bo: Do you remember what two babies were involved in this little mix-up?

Nurse Bev: Well, I think one was little J.T., But I don't recall who the other one was.

Hope: What? What is it, Bo?

Bo: I had a nightmare.

Hope: Do you remember what it was about?

Bo: Yeah. J.T.

Philip: So, tell me about your dream. Were we in it? What about me?

Belle: Yeah, Philip, you were in it. So was Chloe.

Brady: I don't know about anybody else, but I'm not too keen on flying into a hurricane, you know?

Victor: Don't worry. My pilot's topnotch. He'll get us down safely before the winds hit full force. I just Hope we're in time to stop Nicole's father from harming Philip and his friends.

Chloe: It must have been very difficult to have a man like that as your father.

Nicole: Difficult? It was like living in hell. I was so relieved when he got put in prison. I wish they'd never let him out.

Chloe: You talk as if you hate him.

Nicole: If he tries to do to someone else what he did to me, I'll have no problem killing him.

Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.

Victor: If your father did follow my son and his friends to the island, he'll be dealt with, believe me, but not by you. There'll be no killing of Paul Mendez by his daughter while I'm around. Now, all of you, remember why we're here. We're here to locate my son and your sister and their friends. And once we determine that they're ok -- and I'm sure that they will be -- then we can relax and enjoy a few days on the beach.

Brady: Chloe, you want a soda?

Chloe: Sure.

Brady: Well, it's not a cheap motel, and you're not losing your virginity to me, but other than that, the story you told your mom is right on.

Chloe: Well, you can't tell Nancy the out-and-out truth. You have to distract her first with an outrageous lie.

Brady: So, your mom buys that you're still a virgin?

Paul voice: Hope you enjoyed the mango and papaya, kiddies. That was your last breakfast. After you get the ruby, you're going to have a little accident -- the fatal kind.

Philip: So, Chloe was there, too? Did she, uh, say anything about me?

Belle: Yeah. She said she loves you.

Philip: Yeah! Ha ha ha! What else did she say? Does she miss me? Is she going crazy without me? God, Belle, I Hope you're psychic.

Shawn-D: All right. Philip, would you stop whining about Chloe long enough to come over here and help me out? I want to get this and get back before woods sends a posse out looking for us.

Philip: Tell me everything later -- what she said, what she looked like -- and don't leave anything out.

Belle: Ok.

Philip: Ok. Let's do this thing. Paul's voice: About damn time.

Shawn-D: We can't just head in there blind. I mean, the cavern's huge. The ruby could be

anywhere. I just -- I have this feeling that there's got to be another clue.

Philip: Man, I suck at this clue-finding thing, but don't vote me off the island. You got to have some pity.

Shawn-D: No way. You got to make up for it by being good at something else. Come on. Let's look for this clue. It's got to be somewhere near this rock.

Belle: Maybe it's got something to do with the bird.

Philip: Ah, nada. Spanish. Are you impressed?

Shawn-D: I really Hope you're kidding. Well, I don't know. I don't see anything, either.

Belle: Hey, Shawn, this kind of looks like a big bird dropping. Maybe it's under here. Ha!

Shawn-D: Ok.

Belle: Oh, guys, I was just joking. [Shawn and Philip straining]

Philip: Ha ha!

Belle: Yes!

Shawn-D: Oh, my god.

Philip: What does it say?

Belle: Yeah, what does it say? Come on.

Shawn-D: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Ok. I don't believe this. All right. "The red ruby and the other jewels are in a purse, but beware the guardian angel's curse." This is it! It's like I can feel that ruby in my hand right now. Yes. Right there. Right there. All right. So, this is going to be easy. I'll just get down on the ledge that's carved into the side of the cave here. Remember? I'll just get onto that, and I'll hop down to the bottom.

Belle: But what if it's too deep from the ledge to the bottom?

Shawn-D: Ah, that's why we have rope.

Philip: That's right. We men come prepared for emergencies.

Shawn: Absolutely.

Philip: I'll tell you what. Your harness -- I'll tie this to the tree, and we'll lower you down.

Belle: Shawn, I'm not sure if you should do this. In fact, I know you shouldn't. It's -- it's too dangerous. Paul's voice: Big mistake not getting rid of her when I had the chance.

Philip: Be careful. Be careful.

Belle: Yeah, be careful.

Shawn-D: Just keep a lot of tension on the rope.

[Shawn and Philip straining]

Shawn-D: All right. A little slack, Philip. A little slack. All right. Ok. All's clear down here. I'm on the ledge. Hold on.

Belle: What's wrong?

Shawn-D: It's just a major drop. All right. Phil, look, you just got to lower me down, all right?

Belle: Be careful. Are you sure you're ok?

Shawn-D: A little more. All right. I'm there.

Belle: What do you see?

Shawn-D: Nothing yet. I just got to look for the angel.

Shawn-D: You guys, I found it!

Belle: Oh, my gosh, he found it!

Philip: Way to go, Shawn!

Paul's voice: Get the treasure, you bastard. Bring it up to me.

Shawn-D: You guys, I found the purse! It's sitting right here in the rock!

Philip: Well, grab it and come on up!

Shawn-D: Ok.

Lexie: Can't you just try to see this from my perspective? Come on, please. We are so well taken care of here -- the cook, the chauffeur. Isaac has a built-in nanny with Eliana, hmm? He's already becoming very attached to her.

Abe: What do you need a nanny for? I mean, god, Lexie, you're on leave from the hospital. It's not like you're out earning a living. What's the matter with you taking care of him?

Lexie: Ok.

Abe: I mean, when he was born, that's all you wanted. You know, man, I'll tell you, that seems like a lifetime ago.

Lexie: Are you finished? Are you through beating up on me?

Abe: I just don't understand.

Lexie: Well, maybe it's because I'm younger than you are.

Abe: What?

Lexie: I mean, honestly, Abe, you can be such a fuddy-duddy sometimes. You know, I -- look, I know I said that I was happy in our house, but --

Abe: You said you were happy?

Lexie: Well, we were so in love, and it was all we could afford, but things have changed, honey. Now we've been given an opportunity to move up in the world, and you want to move back into our cramped little house with that tiny little patch of a garden and, what, sit on the porch? I'm sorry. Uh-uh. No, no, no. I am not ready for the rocking-chair age. Honey, please, please come on. Can't you just accept being in this house with your wife and your son and take advantage of all the ways it makes life easier for us? Hmm? Would you please -- please stop complicating our lives with your hatred for my father? Please.

Hope: I've had so many nightmares about J.T. Last year, all the times we almost lost him,

Bo. I don't like to remember those times. I don't want to remember those times.

Bo: Are you trying to warn me or something?

Hope: No. I just -- I want peace.

Bo: Well, so do I, but we can't have it by avoiding the truth.

Hope: The truth? I don't understand. About what?

Bo: Hope, you know what I'm talking about. I can't shake the idea that J.T. Was switched with another baby when he was born.

Hope: Bo, J.T. Is my son. There's absolutely no question in my mind at all.

Bo: Why not?

Hope: A lot of reasons. A million reasons. Are you kidding me? Are you -- are you seriously asking me why I know my little boy is mine?

Bo: The night he was born --

Hope: I know everything about that night. I remember it clear as day, so you just ask away and --

Bo: When the nurses brought him back from the nursery after cleaning him up, they put him in your arms. Do you remember what you said?

Hope: Of course I remember what I said. I said he was cute and adorable, I'm sure.

Bo: No, Hope. You said he looked completely different.

Hope: Babies change from the second they're born, and you know what? Thank god for that because they look like tiny little wrinkled old men. Bo, is that the only thing that's bothering you?

Bo: No, it's not. The nurses who were on duty that night said there were four babies born practically on top of each other. The neonatal unit was stretched to the max, and that is when one of them noticed he was in the wrong bassinet. That's when I think the switch happened.

Chloe: You know, I used to think that you were the most obnoxious, annoying, egotistical jerk.

Brady: And now?

Chloe: Now I still think all those things, but I also know how much fun you are.

Brady: Ah, come on. Admit it. I was always fun, even when we were at each other's throats.

Chloe: It was stimulating. You kept me on my toes.

Brady: Yeah. I've never met somebody who could match me insult for insult before.

Chloe: Or top you.

Brady: No. That's never happened. Maybe next time. But it's always good to set a goal in life.

Chloe: You know, I'm really glad that you were at the airport when Philip was on the plane and I got off.

Brady: Well, we would have run into each other sooner or later, somewhere.

Chloe: Not necessarily. It happened for a reason.

Brady: Are you saying that you believe in fate, Chloe?

Chloe: Is it so crazy to think that we were fated to spend some time together this summer?

[Chloe gasps]

Chloe: Oh, my god.

Nicole: Victor, what's happening?

Philip: You ready to come up?

Shawn-D: I don't have the ruby yet.

Philip: Well, hurry up, man. The wind's picking up. We don't want to get caught in this

storm. Paul's voice: Yeah. Move your tail, you punk.

Shawn-D: Give me a minute. What if it's booby-trapped? Whoa!

Belle: Shawn, what was that noise? Are you ok?

Shawn-D: Yeah. I'm fine.

Shawn-D: Come on.

[Shawn laughs]

Shawn-D: You guys, I found it! I found the ruby!

Belle: He did it! Great job, Shawn!

Philip: Shawn Brady, the ultimate survivor! Paul's voice: Survivor, huh?

Shawn-D: Ok. I wouldn't want to lose this. Ok, Philip. Ready to beam me up? Just keep the rope tight, and I'll climb up.

Belle: Aah! Oh, my god!

Paul: Shut up! Hey!

Shawn-D: Philip! Hey!

Paul: Don't move if you want Blondie to keep breathing.

Shawn-D: What the hell happened?

Philip: It's Paul!

Paul: Pull the bastard up. I'm in charge here, punk. Now, do it!

[Belle sobbing]

Paul: Your buddy here is going to pull you up, punk! And when he does, you're going to give me the jewels, you got it? If you don't, Blondie here is going to be one dead girlfriend!

[Philip straining]

Rolf: Stefano is expecting me to turn on Gina's memories in Hope's brain.

Bart: Gotcha. So what's the prob? Flip the chip. Get those Gina memories humming along.

Rolf: Well, I'm no longer 100% certain I can "flip the chip" without losing Hope in the process. I need a brain to practice on.

Bart: Slammin'. Can I watch?

Rolf: Actually, Bart, I was hoping you might play a more central role in my experiment.

Bart: You mean, like, assist? Well, sure. I can do that. Scalpel, scalpel, suture, suture, stat, stat. When do we start? Whose brain do we use?

Rolf: Yours.

Bart: Mine? No.

Rolf: No, no, no. Really, really, it's quite simple. You see, I simply put a chip in your brain --

Bart: Put a chip in your own brain, bub!

Rolf: Uh, on second thought, your brain would be of no use.

Bart: You mean, on account of Hope's a dame?

Rolf: No. On account of you're a dummkopf.

Bart: Hey, watch it, pal. Who helped you switch the bambinos in the first place? Who helped you blow up Salem? Who put on a pair of scratchy pantyhose in order to dump Marlo's body in the water? And it is not every guy that's going to go into the morgue pretending to be a dead body, for crying out loud. You need me, Rolfski.

Rolf: Bart, I am looking down the barrel of disaster here.

Bart: So what's the way out of it? You are the great, the powerful, the almighty Rolfini! Think it through. What's your options?

Rolf: No. Stefano and Alexandra have both asked me to go inside Hope's brain and activate Gina's personality. I have no options.

Bart: So what's the best way to get it done? What would Harrison ford do?

Rolf: Normally, I would activate the memories through the use of the satellite, but it can only turn the chip on and off.

Bart: Ah. So you need access to Hope's brain in order to customize the chip.

Rolf: Mmm. The chip must be within 100 feet of the transmitter in order for me to make adjustments using high-frequency radio waves, and it could take several hours to achieve optimum activation. I am on the cutting edge of modern science here, Bart.

Bart: Hmm. Well, I don't know if this helps or not, but Harrison ford never says no to taking a risk. He's scared, sure, but he goes for it anyway. I leave you with that.

Rolf: Hmm. And I will leave you with that, Bart. Thank you. You have been surprisingly helpful.

Bart: Cutting edge. More like "over the edge," into neenee-nana-noonoo-land. I need a new tube.

Abe: You know I want what's best for you and Isaac, so if you feel like living here will make your lives better, then I'll try to put up with it.

Lexie: Thank you. Thank you. You just don't know how hard it is for me when you keep telling me always that I'm wrong, Abe.

Abe: Now, do I really do that?

Lexie: Yes. You keep reminding me that my father hasn't always been a model citizen.

Abe: All right, I will try to go easy on Stefano, as long as you promise me not to mention rocking chairs again.

Lexie: Ok. Honey, do you really, really...

Abe: Mm, mm...

Lexie: Have to go to work, huh?

Abe: Oh, I'm afraid I do. Ooh! [Lexie growls] I know. Ah, but I tell you what.

Lexie: What? What?

Abe: Let me take you to dinner later tonight. I mean, you know, after all, Eliana can watch Isaac now.

Lexie: Have I told you how much I love you?

Abe: Tell me again.

Lexie: I love you.

Abe: I love you.

Abe: Hey, you know what?

Lexie: What?

Abe: Why don't you call up Bo and Hope and see if they can join us for dinner?

Lexie: Uh-uh, not on your life.

Hope: What difference does it make which bassinet J.T. Was in? He had his I.D. Bracelet on. Have you ever tried to take one of those off? Because you can't. You have to cut it off. And I'm sure someone would have noticed if someone was hanging around the nursery with a pair of scissors. Bo, come on. The fact that the nurses noticed that J.T. Was in the wrong bassinet proves that his I.D. Bracelet was doing its job.

Bo: Hope, I know that.

Hope: Bo, look... It's not your fault. It bothers me, too, that J.T. Is the one with F.A.S., When we know that Marlo was the raging alcoholic. I want a medical expert, but I know that people's chemistries react differently to drugs and alcohol and... Something in my D.N.A. Weakened J.T.'s resistance to the alcohol I drank when I was Gina. Look at Isaac. God bless him. His immune system is made of steel. So, I guess Marlo's drinking or whatever else she did, well, thank god it didn't affect Isaac. Dumb luck, I guess.

Bo: What if, in spite of everything you said --

Hope: What if the hospital somehow messed up and switched the babies?

Bo: Hope, I don't want it to be true --

Hope: Hypothetically, if it did turn out to be true, I wouldn't want to know.

Bo: You're kidding.

Hope: No.

Bo: Hope, if we have the wrong child, that means your real child is out there somewhere.

Hope: J.T. Is a real child. He's our real child, and that's the only reality I care about.

Hope: While we're on the subject here, um, there's something else Iíve been thinking about.

Bo: What?

Hope: It has to do with your not being J.T.'s biological father.


Pilot: Sorry about the turbulence, Mr.. Kiriakis. The storm changed directions faster than predicted. It's just off the coast of Puerto Rico now and headed straight for us.

Nicole: Well, then land somewhere else.

Pilot: I would, but the alternative airports have already been shut down.

Victor: What's your plan, Brian?

Brian: I'm gonna try to climb, sir, to get above the storm. Air traffic control in Puerto Rico is monitoring our situation.

Victor: All right, I'll trust you to do what's best.

Brian: Yes, sir. Fasten your seat belts, everybody. It's gonna get bumpy.

Nicole: Victor, do you think your pilot can get us through this?

Victor: I've been flying with him for years, Nicole. We couldn't be in better hands.

Brady: Don't worry, Chloe. People don't realize that hurricanes are no match for airplanes.

Chloe: And people also don't realize that when I get quiet, it means I'm scared out of my mind.

Brady: Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you.

Nicole: Oh, aah! Victor!

Shawn-D: Ok, I can climb the rest of the way up from here. Just secure this line off to a tree.

Philip: Ok!

Belle: Shawn, just give Paul what he wants. I don't want him hurting any of us.

Paul: Oh, the gang's all here. All right, give me the stuff. Come on!

Belle: Oh, my god!

Shawn-D: Someone help pull me up!

Philip: You bastard, I'm gonna kill you.

Paul: Damn stupid kid.

Paul: You're gonna kill me,

Bo: What about J.T.'s real father?

Hope: Biological father. Hypothetical situation, ok? Let's just say for argument's sake J.T. Isn't biologically mine. We'd be even, wouldn't we, theoretically?

Bo: So, he's not yours or mine by birth.

Hope: Exactly. Now, would that change our feelings for him?

Bo: You could break my legs. I wouldn't give him up.

Hope: Offer me I'd never give him up.

Bo: To not have him sleeping in the room next to us.

Hope: Not teach him to play ball, help him with his homework.

Bo: Inconceivable.

Hope: Unimaginable. Bo, the joy of raising J.T. Outweighs any sorrow or regret either of us would ever have about not being J.T.'s birth parents. I know I gave birth to J.T., But I also know that the bonds of love are far more powerful than blood ties any day of the week. Look at you and pop, Abe and Lexie. They adopted a baby, and they couldn't love Isaac any more if they tried.

Bo: I knew there was a reason I married you.

Abe: So, are you still upset at Bo for talking to those nurses about how the babies might have been switched?

Lexie: Yes, yes, I am upset. Look, I will not socialize with Bo and Hope until he gives up his crazy theory. Abe, a baby switch just isn't possible. Bo has to accept that. He has to be made to see that.

Abe: Just take it easy, huh? Look, I know those are fighting words after everything glen and barb put us through, but that's over. Now, glen is not Isaac's birth father. We just don't have to worry anymore.

Lexie: But someone out there is, Abe. Our doorbell could ring any day, and it could be some other person claiming to be Isaac's father.

Abe: Sweetheart, that won't happen.

Lexie: I can't take that chance, Abe. No matter how remote, I can't take the chance of losing my baby.

Abe: Ok, all right, you know what? We just won't invite Bo and Hope to dinner with us. Honey, I'd rather have you to myself anyway, hmm?

Lexie: I better go check on Isaac.

Abe: Yeah, and I'll go hit the shower, huh?

Lexie: Ok.

Abe: Yeah.

Rolf: Alexandra.

Lexie: Oh! Rolf, do not sneak up on me like that.

Rolf: Look, I'm very sorry, but I must speak with you.

Lexie: Actually, I need to speak with you, too. It's about Bo's suspicions.

Rolf: Yeah, yeah, about the babies.

Lexie: Yes, he's even more suspicious than Hope. We have to do something.

Rolf: Yes, I have known this. You are the one who's been reluctant.

Lexie: Yeah, well, maybe I'll change my mind, but only if you convince me that you can activate Gina's memories without losing Hope. Can you do that?

Rolf: It's Harrison Ford time.

Lexie: What?

Rolf: Nothing. Look, I understand your concerns, and I assure you your friend will not be harmed, but the conditions must be optimal.

Lexie: How do you mean? What do you need?

Rolf: Uninterrupted access to the subject -- Hope -- for a period of several hours.

Lexie: Ok, access. That's it?

Rolf: In order to make the necessary adjustments, I must be able to see Hope's eyes at all times.

Lexie: Why?

Rolf: I don't know precisely which adjustments will produce the flow of memories. Hope's eyes will tell me as the persona of Gina begins to come to life inside of her and thatís the signal, if you want I will immediately flip the switch, and voila! The beautiful Hope will remember every moment of her life as the beautiful Gina. Do I have your permission to give Gina's memories to Hope Brady?

Abe: What the hell?

Abe: Well, a guy could get used to this.

Lexie: So, um, do you need to be alone with Hope for the procedure?

Rolf: No. Amazingly enough, as long as Hope is within 100 feet of me and the equipment. Oh, and it would be very helpful if john were with her during the transformation.

Lexie: "Transformation"? Oh, my god.

Rolf: Hopefully, it will be partial and reversible.

Lexie: What do you mean, Hopefully?

Rolf: Well, uh, I try to be modest. I mean, it's so much more attractive than saying, "I am a genius. I can do what no one else can do." But, of course, I can.

Lexie: Ok, as long as I have your word that Hope will be fine, that she'll just be able to remember her past as Gina.

Rolf: Exactly. But we do need to make arrangements.

Lexie: Yeah, ok, let me think. Ok, what if I gave a party here at the house? Would that work?

Rolf: Yes. Yes, a sort of coming out party for Hope -- or Gina, rather.

Lexie: Rolf, you know what? Humor isn't your strong point.

Rolf: Well, it's an excellent idea, Alexandra. Your father would be proud. Shall I go ahead, then?

Lexie: If only Hope had let well enough alone. But now Bo is involved. I can't risk it. Yeah, do it. Make Hope remember being Gina. It won't hurt her. It won't hurt her, no. But it will give Bo and Hope so much trouble, they won't have time to think about whether our babies were switched. They can never know that I have Hope's biological son.

Bo: You know what? Before this whole thing came up, I never thought about you not being J.T.'s birth mother.

Hope: Because there wasn't any reason to think about it. I am J.T.'s birth mother. But you know what?

Bo: Hmm?

Hope: You're right. I mean, just imagining the possibilities opens up my thinking.

Bo: Mine, too.

Hope: But he is ours. And we know that in our hearts, and we're gonna love him forever no matter what.

Bo: Yes, we are. You know, I think we should get a D.N.A. Test done on you and J.T. Just so there's no doubt in our minds.

Victor: What's going on?

Brian: Sorry, sir. I couldn't get behind the storm. If we're gonna land, we're gonna have to fly straight through the heart of it. They're ready for us at the airfield. We just have to get there.

Victor: Tell us what to do.

Brian: Well, to be safe, sir, assume crash positions.

Nicole: Crash? Victor!

Victor: We're not going to die. Just calm down. Everyone, brace yourselves.

Brady: It's all right, Chloe. I'm with you. Nothing's gonna happen.

Brian: Good news. I got a visual on the landing strip. Whoa. The storm's throwing a ton of debris up at us from the ground. Oh, my god.

Victor: What?

Brian: Some palm trees are flying straight at us. Hold on. We're down to one engine. Our landing gear's gone. Hang on. We're going down. I repeat, we're going down.

Philip: Hold on, Shawn! We're gonna get you up! Hang on! [Thunder] [Philip grunting]

Belle: Aah! Aah!

Belle: No! Aah!

[Paul chuckles]

Paul: Hey, woo! Diamonds, emeralds, yeah, baby! Red ruby, red ruby, come to papa. Come on, mama. Where the hell is it? Damn it, it's not here! Where the hell are my freaking ruby? 

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