Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 10/29/01
Jason: Hey, Jan, what's up? Where you been?
Jason: You want an iced double frappe mocha lo I know what would get you happy. Why don't we get on the computer here and see if any cyber pirates are still running that Chloe
Jan: Shut up, Jason.
Jason: Shut up. I'm trying to make a joke, get a smile out of you for a change.
Jan: Well, that's not going to happen.
Jason: What's been your problem lately, Jan?
Jan: I got a lot of things on my mind, okay, Jason?
Jason: Sorry for being alive. Hey, Lambert, want to lose a game space race 2 to me?
Kevin: No, thanks. I don't play with amateurs.
Mimi: I thought you had to go meet your parents.
Kevin: I did. Didn't take that long.
Mimi: Kevin, we need to talk.
Kevin: Uh, I got to play Jason right now.
Shawn-D: Belle, hey.
Belle: Shawn, I am so glad you're here.
Shawn-D: Yeah, look, I only have a couple minutes. I have to help my dad wash and wax the car, but what's going on? I mean, you said on the phone something bad happened.
Belle: Yeah, it's my mom. I have totally had it with her.
Marlena: John, are you home?
John: In the bedroom, sweetheart. You want to come on up and have an appetizer before dinner.
John: Why don't you step into my office, and I'll show you what's on the menu?
Marlena: This is upsetting. It's really very upsetting.
John: What is?
Marlena: I'm not even sure where to start.
Brady: I wonder what's going on with them.
[Knock on door]
Brady: You just can't get enough of me, can you?
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.
Kevin: That's right. How's that feel, baby?
Jason: Oh, yeah, real good. You're going down, buddy.
Kevin: I don't think so.
Jason: Oh, yeah. Oh, you like that move, huh?
Kevin: What move?
Jason: You're going down, buddy.
Mimi: Go, Kevin!
Jason: Don't you know you're rooting for the losing team?
Kevin: We'll just see about that. Zap! Ready to give up?
Jason: Not a chance. Don't you know when you're getting rope-a-dope?
Kevin: Muhammad Ali you ain't, Jason. Bam! I've got you.
Jason: I'm totally setting you up here.
Kevin: Yeah, next, you're going to say you gave me those hits so you could scope out my style.
Jason: You got that right. Come on, freak. I'm going to kick your butt.
Mimi: Go, Kevin! Whoo!
Jason: It would be nice if you were rooting for me, Jan.
Shawn-D: Jan. Hey. Easy, easy, easy. Jan. Listen... I think that... Just let me help you get someone that can help you get through this, Jan. Please? I'm your friend, and I want to help you, and I want to listen to you, but let me just help you get a professional, okay? Someone who's trained to listen to you, to help you get through all this and just so you can leave all this stuff in the past, all right?
Jan: No. There is no way I could ever talk to someone like that.
Shawn-D: But you can talk to me.
Jan: I trust you, Shawn, but you're the only one I can talk to.
Shawn-D: But I think I might be making things worse. No, look, that -- that is, like, the last thing that I want to do.
Jan: No, you're not making things worse, Shawn. You're not. You're right. It does help to talk to someone.
Shawn-D: Okay, so I just -- I still think you should see a professional. That's --
Jan: Just don't say it, okay? It was a big enough step for me to tell you what happened, but I can't tell anybody else. I just can't, okay? Shawn, don't make me, okay? Please?
Peg: Hey, calm down!
Jan: You promised this would stay between you and me! You said you wouldn't make me tell anyone else!
Peg: I'm not going to make you do anything! Whether or not you follow my suggestions --
Jan: I can't, and I won't! I can't do this. But you promised you wouldn't tell anyone, so don't! Please, just don't tell anyone!
Mimi: Direct hit.
Jan: You are so getting on my nerves.
Jason: Come on, boy.
Mimi: Ooh, Jason goes down in flames. What are you going to do now, space ace? Go, Kevin!
Jason: It'd sure be nice if you were in my corner, Jan.
Jason: You know, you're a real laugh riot. What is your problem?
Jan: You really don't have a clue, do you?
Chloe: I'm here to see Belle.
Chloe: Your sister, my best friend? She lives here, too, remember?
Brady: Tinker Belle, yes. Well, she's not home, so I guess you're stuck with me.
Chloe: Oh. A fate worse than...
Brady: Worse than what?
Chloe: I guess I'll find out.
Brady: All right, well, come on in. We'll hang out and shoot the breeze.
Chloe: Sure, but first, I've got to put these C.D.Ďs I borrowed back in Belle's room.
Brady: Well, just put them on the table. She'll put them away.
Chloe: No. I borrowed them. I want to put them back where they're supposed to be.
Brady: Just when I think Iíve got you all figured out... Is this C.D. thing about friendship, or are you just a neat freak?
Chloe: Look, I want to put these back, and knowing me, if I don't do it now, I'm going to forget. Can we go up?
Brady: Yeah, cool.
John: Doc, what's wrong?
Marlena: It's Belle.
John: It's Belle? What do you mean? What happened?
Marlena: I was at the hospital, walking down the corridor, when a closet door opened, and out came Belle. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were disheveled, and her lipstick was all smeared.
John: Well, what happened to her? Did she get locked in the closet somehow?
Marlena: No, she was not locked in the closet. She was in the closet with Shawn Brady.
Shawn-D: This is about your mom catching us coming out of that closet?
Belle: What else? I was so embarrassed that she freaked out in front of you. You should have seen how she treated me when you left. She dragged me down the hall and practically shoved me in her office.
Shawn-D: Well, what's the big deal? I mean, we were just kissing.
Belle: Yeah, that's not what she thinks.
Shawn-D: Yeah, I could kind of tell that by her expression, but you straightened her out after I left, right? You told her that that's all we were doing?
Shawn-D: No? Well, why not? I thought you and your mom talk about everything.
Belle: We do -- well, at least, we did. But every time I would share something with my mom, it was because I wanted to, not because she was forcing me, which is exactly what she was trying to do. She was coming on all heavy, demanding that I confess, like I was being some bad little girl who was 10 years old or something.
Shawn-D: But why didn't you just tell her that we were kissing? I mean, no wonder she was suspicious, Belle. Why'd you let her think that -- why'd you let her think the worst?
Chloe: Oh, my God. Look at this. Her C.D.Ďs are arranged alphabetically.
Brady: Yeah, my sister's always been very organized with her C.D.Ďs.
Chloe: Yeah. So when is she coming back, anyway?
Brady: I don't know. So I guess we might as well hang out, chill out a little bit, right?
Chloe: Yeah, I'll wait a few minutes.
Brady: Cool. All right. Have a seat. [Grunts] So, Chloe, what's the latest on you-know-who?
Chloe: I guess you're referring to Philip.
Brady: Yes, I am. I mean, who else? Chloe and Philip -- more drama than "Othello." So where are you now, the teary reconciliation?
Chloe: There is no reconciliation in "Othello," and as I said before, Philip and I are going to be running into each other a lot at school, and that's just the way it's going to be.
Brady: Oh, so you've talked to him about this, laid out the ground rules?
Chloe: Wrong again. I haven't seen him since that charming encounter the three of us had at my house.
Brady: Ah, yes. When Philip caught me hanging out in your bedroom.
Jason: Oh, come on, you piece of junk.
Mimi: Get him, Kevin.
Jan: I have to get out of here.
Jason: Okay, hold on.
Kevin: That's it, Jason. You lose...
Kevin: Give up?
Jason: No, forget it, dude. I can beat you at this game. Let's go.
Jan: No, wait, Jason. I want to get out of here.
Jason: Will you relax?
Kevin: You can save yourself additional humiliation if you just accept defeat.
Jason: Dude, Kevin, you're such a freak. So, big deal. You're good at video games. What does that say?
Kevin: Says my hand/eye is pretty swift.
Jason: Okay, Mr. Joystick, since that's all your hands will ever be on. We all know they will never be on the body of a woman. I'll show you what you're missing out on.
Jan: Get off of me! No!
Paul: You're enjoying it!
Jan: No! No!
Paul: Hey! Hey! You're screaming it out good.
Jan: Get your hands off of me! Don't ever grab me like that again, Jason.
Belle: You know, I didn't exactly think you would take my mom's side in this.
Shawn-D: Well, I'm not taking your mom's side. I'm just trying to avoid a hassle with her. Where'd you guys leave it, anyway?
Belle: She said it was terrible for us to do that -- whatever she thought we were doing in the place where she worked, because what if it had been Dr. Wesley who found us instead of her?
Shawn-D: Ooh, that -- that could have been bad. That would actually have been totally embarrassing.
Belle: Your saying you're embarrassed to have people think you like me?
Shawn-D: No! No, of course not, but having people think I like you is very different than, uh -- pardon the expression -- but coming out of the closet with you, especially the way that you and I must have looked.
Belle: Well, I think you looked totally fine.
Shawn-D: Well, I thought you looked totally fine, too, there, missy, but I just, uh, think that maybe your face was a little flushed, your hair was a little messed up, although your hair probably wasn't too different than how it usually looks.
Belle: You are always ragging on my hair.
Shawn-D: Oh, yes, I am. And you know, ever since I left you, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I was on my dad's boat, coiling rope --
Belle: Coiling rope?
Shawn-D: Yes, and all I could think about was you.
John: So what are you saying? What were Belle and Shawn doing in a closet in the hospital?
Marlena: You've got to be kidding.
John: Come on. Just answer my question.
Marlena: They were making out.
John: Making out.
Marlena: And who knows what else they were doing in there?
John: Now, what does that mean?
Marlena: Well, I don't know. John, I don't know. When I asked her, she defied me. She said that it was none of my business.
John: Well, you know, maybe the reason she didn't tell you are because nothing was going on. Maybe you over-read the situation. I mean, come on. They're teenagers. They're dating. Chances are they just snuck into the closet to steal a little kiss. It's not like they're shacking up in a motel or something.
Marlena: You can do the same thing in a closet you can do in a motel.
John: [Sighs exasperatedly] The point is she wouldnít. They wouldnít. Come on, she's not that foolish and irresponsible, and neither is Shawn.
Marlena: Shawn? What do you think boys Shawnís age are doing these days.
Chloe: You really get a kick out of this, don't you?
Brady: Oh, absolutely. As a matter of fact, why don't I call Philip right now and tell him that you and I are hanging out in Belle's bedroom together?
Chloe: Are you crazy?
Brady: Come on, Chloe. He'll go ballistic. Smoke will start coming out of his ears, and he'll start tearing his hair out, screaming to the high heavens for revenge.
Chloe: You are so mean, Brady.
Brady: Actually, Chloe, this is about helping Philip.
Chloe: Helping him?
Brady: Yes. We must all face our demons in life so that we can grow, and I do have to admit there is a small part of me that en-enjoys having Philip think that every time you and I see a bedroom, we just can't resist being in there together.
Chloe: Would you stop?
Brady: Come on, Chloe. Just think of his reaction. The veins in his neck will start popping out like some cartoon character, his eyes will bulge, while he screams, "you and
Brady again? Aah!"
Chloe: Philip does tend to overreact every time your name is mentioned.
Brady: Well, Philipís problem is he has a dirty mind.
Chloe: No, his real problem is his jealousy.
Brady: Yes. The green-eyed monster hath consumed him. You know, Chloe, I read in a book somewhere that he who loves without jealousy does not truly love at all.
Chloe: Are you like that?
Brady: This isn't about me. This is about Philip.
Chloe: He just doesn't get that you and I are only friends. I mean, he's really convinced that there's something going on between us.
Jason: What is the matter with you? I'm trying to give you a little kiss.
Jan: Don't ever touch me again.
Jason: You are so psycho.
Jan: You make me sick. You all do. I mean, pretending that life is the same as always? In case you haven't forgotten, Jason, I killed somebody. You're acting like Iím just supposed to forget about it, pretend it never happened. No one understands except for Shawn.
Jan: Yeah. Shawn.
Belle: I feel so much calmer now. I don't know what was going on with me. It was like I totally lost it there for a while.
Shawn-D: Well, what else did your mom say?
Belle: It's not what she said, Shawn. It's how she said it and how she looked me. For a while there, I felt like that woman who had to wear the scarlet letter.
Shawn-D: Oh, that, uh, Nathaniel Hawthorne book we read last year in English.
Belle: Yeah. I always saw my mom as this cool person who was so connected to the world, but today she was just so different, like some throwback to another century, I
swear. She would just not let up.
Shawn-D: I've never heard you talk about your mom like this before.
Belle: That's because Iíve never been treated like this before.
Shawn-D: You know, she's just looking after you. It's what mothers do. You should really tell her that nothing happened.
Shawn-D: Yes, well, you know, we did talk about this on the island, and we decided --
Belle: I know what we decided, but don't you want me, Shawn?
John: So... Shawn and... Be-- no, no, no, Iím sorry. I just, uh, I don't believe that.
Marlena: Then why wouldn't she tell me?
John: You pressed it?
Marlena: I did.
Marlena: But if it's innocent, why wouldn't she just put my mind at rest?
John: You know, let's just slow down here a second. It wasn't very long ago we thought that that child was dead. I mean, she went through hell in Puerto Rico. I don't think that we should be getting on her case right now.
Marlena: I know what she went through. I know the pain that you and I went through also. But we can't use that as an excuse to turn a blind eye to the fact that she might be having sex right now, having it in the closet in the hospital where I work.
John: Oh. So what this really is all about is that you think she may be doing something to your image?
Marlena: If you could have seen her coming out of the closet, you would not be clinging to the fantasy that she is still some innocent little girl.
John: Doc, my daughter is not ha--
Marlena: Our daughter wants to be a woman, and she is more defiant than Iíve ever seen her before.
John: Defiant? Explain.
Marlena: Yes, well, um, Belle said to me, "if I'm having sex, it's my business, not yours."
John: She said that?
Marlena: She also said to me, "If you're so worried about your reputation, if I have sex with Shawn, I will do it when you're not around."
John: Ohh. Well, I'll tell you, Doc, if Shawn Brady is having sex with my daughter, I will break his scrawny little neck.
Shawn-D: What, uh, what exactly do you mean?
Belle: Well, we're together now, right?
Belle: So, don't you want to kiss me and touch me and hold me and be close to me?
Shawn-D: Actually, I do. You know I do.
Belle: Then what's stopping you?
Shawn-D: Well, what we talked about. You know, you said --
Belle: Shawn, what I said is different from what I feel. I want you.
Shawn-D: Yeah, well, I want you, too.
Belle: So, if you feel that way, why don't you just go for it? Most guys and girls would.
Shawn-D: Because I'm not like most guys and you are not like most girls, so when we go for it, I want to make sure that it's perfect and special, just like you.
Jason: Look, I'm sorry Iím not as sensitive or as nice as Mr. Nice guy Shawn, but I-I thought you were tough. I mean, yeah, of course it's freaky what you went through with that guy Paul, but you killed him. So what? He deserved it. He was pond scum.
Jan: So what? Jason, this isn't like some dumb video game. The man is really dead, and I have to live with that for the rest of my life.
Jason: Fine. Fine. I got it. But I just figured since you weren't talking about it, you were dealing with it. I thought you were okay.
Jan: Well, I'm not okay, and I don't like being grabbed like that.
Jason: I know, I know. I'm sorry I grabbed you. I-I'm sorry you're going through whatever it is you're going through, but what do you want me to do? What do you want me to say?
Jan: You are so clueless.
Jason: You know what? You're screwed up, and no matter what I say, I'll never get it, will I?
Jan: That's for sure.
Jason: Oh, later with you.
Jan: Thanks for understanding, Jason.
Kevin: I guess sometimes people pick the wrong people to be with. You picked a loser, a sore loser to boot, not to mention a bully.
Mimi: Kevin, shh.
Kevin: It's the truth.
Jan: You know what, Kevin? You're even more clueless than Jason. At least he has an excuse. He's dumb.
Jan: This is so not where I want to be right now.
Kevin: Some things never change.
Brady: Oh, man. You know what? God forbid, Chloe that anybody would think that something was going on between us, but the truth is you were lucky to have me around this summer to kill time with.
Chloe: I'm lucky? Excuse me?
Brady: Yes, you are. Let's face the facts. I don't normally hang around with teenagers.
Chloe: Yeah, and I don't normally hang out with an obnoxious spoiled brat who's only like, what, a whole year past his teens.
Brady: Ooh. A mortal blow. Cut to the quick. You enjoy hurting me deeply, don't you?
Chloe: As a matter of fact, I do. You are a spoiled brat. Goodbye.
Brady: Oh, whoa. Whoa! And addicted to "The Weakest Link," no less.
Chloe: Can you believe that woman? She's such a dominatrix.
Brady: Yeah, well, it takes one to know one.
Chloe: I'm not like that.
Brady: Oh, really? Chloe, correct me if Iím wrong, but aren't you the Visigoth who used to dress all in black and wither people away with your icy cold stare?
Chloe: Do you really mean that, Brady?
Brady: Got to you, huh? I'm sorry, Chloe, but it's true. I mean, look at the way you make poor Philip dangle. He's a fool in love with no mind of his own anymore, and you can't resist taking advantage of that.
Chloe: I can't believe you really think that. I thought you knew me. I thought you understood me.
Brady: All right, yeah. I'm kidding. I'm sorry. I'm -- Iím kidding. What happened to your sense of humor?
Marlena: What is the point of saying something like that? That accomplishes nothing.
John: You expressed yourself, all right? I'm not allowed to say how I feel? Whatever's going on between Belle and Shawn...
Brady: Whoa. What's going on with them?
Marlena: Now, wait. Calm down.
John: Calm down? You're the one who walked in here all worked up.
Marlena: Don't do something we might be sorry for.
John: All right. Fine. I mean, after all, you are the psychiatrist. So what do we do?
Marlena: Well, let me start by saying that -- that, uh, when it comes to our children, I'm not the psychiatrist. I'm a parent. Whatever we decide to do about Belle or our children, we will decide together.
John: Fine. Then let's come up with something together.
Marlena: Well, um, we could suggest to Belle that she not see Shawn quite so often.
John: Quite so often? How about not at all?
Marlena: Well, that would be unrealistic and unfair. They're very good friends. They go to school together.
John: Oh, fine. We yank her out of Salem High and put her in a private school.
Marlena: Then they'll see each other some other way, some other time.
John: Fine. Well, let's just come up with something else.
Marlena: Well, how about a boarding school for her?
Brady: [Sighs] Boarding school? She did that to get rid of me, but why would she want to get rid of Belle?
Kevin: Relationships. I don't know if I can deal with all the drama. Oh, well, got to go work out.
Mimi: Hey, hold on, Tarzan. The last time we were here you ran off when we were talking. Not this time.
Kevin: So...What's up?
Mimi: You said now that we're back in Salem and I'm back hanging with Belle and Shawn, the a-crowd, it's like that night we shared on the beach never happened, like that was then, this is now. I guess you're just trying to find an excuse not to be with me because that's the way it seems to me. Otherwise why couldn't we feel right here in Salem what we felt on that island? I want to, Kevin, unless what you're really trying to say is that you're not interested in seeing me vertically here in Salem instead of horizontally like on the island.
Kevin: Wild metaphor, and your lips look really pretty when you said it.
Mimi: They did?
Kevin: Your mouth looked beautiful, too -- sexy and sweet at the same time.
Mimi: What's mine is yours, Kevin.
Shawn-D: You are the only one I want to be with, Belle.
Belle: Do you really mean that?
Shawn-D: Yes, I really mean that. You know I do. And when the time is right, I want us to make love.
Jan: Excuse me. Shawn? I really need to talk to you.
Brady: You know what? I really thought Marlena had changed. I should have known it wouldn't even last.
Chloe: We might not have heard her that clearly, Brady.
Brady: Oh, no, no, no, I heard her all right, but she's not going to get away with it. She's not sending Belle to boarding school. There is no way in hell.
John: No. No, no, no, no, no. Boarding school is out of the question.
Marlena: Well, of course it is. I wouldn't have Belle sent away right now. I just wanted you to see that if you -- if you are determined that Shawn and Belle not be together at all, we have very few options.
John: I know, but we damn well have to do something, I'll tell you that much.
Marlena: We have to know what's going on first.
John: That's a fact. That's why Iím going to go talk to her.
Marlena: No, please don't do that.
John: Well, why not? You couldn't get her to open up, could you?
Marlena: And she'll open up to you? Why do you think that?
John: Because I can get her to talk to me 'cause I can make her.
Marlena: You can't force her to open up to you. Plus your a man. It'll be tougher for her to talk to you about this.
John: And you accuse me of being sexist.
Marlena: It's not sexist. It's reality. Just let me talk to her one more time, calmly and rationally.
John: Better yet, how about we talk to her together?
Marlena: You know what? No, not yet. Um, just give me one more chance, okay? Please?
Mimi: I'd say that pretty succulently sums it up.
Kevin: You mean succinctly.
Mimi: What is Jan up to?
Mimi: She never leaves Shawn alone, I swear.
Kevin: Don't worry. Shawn can take care of himself.
Jan: Can we talk for a little bit, Shawn?
Shawn-D: You know, now isn't the best time, Jan, so can I just catch up with you later?
Jan: Uh, sure. No problem.
Mimi: Guess you were right. Shawn handled it pretty well.
Belle: Why is she always trying to get you alone?
Shawn-D: You know why. She's shaken up about Paul. She killed somebody, all right? She just needs somebody to talk to.
Belle: But why you?
Shawn-D: Okay, we've been through this. Jan -- her family isn't there for her; she doesn't have any friends to talk to.
Belle: What about Jason?
Shawn-D: Guess he just doesn't understand.
Belle: And you do?
Shawn-D: Yeah, I got to know her pretty well when we were on the island. She's not as bad as you might think. She just -- she just needs a friend.
Belle: Oh, and that's what you are -- Janís new friend?
Shawn-D: Belle, you're my girlfriend, okay? You're the one that I care about and I want to be with. Jan, she's just somebody I feel sorry for, okay? She's been through hell.
Belle: I know. It just gets hard to handle when you jump up and run off with her every time she needs you. I have to be honest with you, Shawn. If you had done that again, it might have been the end of us.
Shawn-D: Wh-what do you -- what do you mean?
Belle: You guys are spending a lot of time together, and everyone's starting to get suspicious about what's up between the two of you.
Shawn-D: There's nothing up. Oh, Belle, please, don't do this.
Belle: You know, I remember saying to Philip that love was a form of insanity, and I guess I just got caught up in it. I thought he was the one with the problem. I'm so sorry,
Shawn. I didn't know I could get this jealous.
Shawn-D: No. That's all right. I was just worried I might have to silly string you back to reality. Don't, uh, don't go pulling a Philip Kiriakis on me, all right?
Belle: Yeah, look where that got him with Chloe. Chloe. I was supposed to meet her at my house. She's probably waiting for me.
Shawn-D: So, do you want me to walk you back to your house?
Belle: No, no, no. You have to go meet your dad, remember?
Belle: Thanks for meeting me.
Shawn-D: So, everything's okay?
Shawn-D: Yes? Good.
Belle: I think I just needed to get that out of my system. I'll see you later, okay?
Brady: You know, I wonder what Belle could have possibly done to make Marlena so mad. Do you have any ideas?
Chloe: Not a one.
Brady: Well, has -- e talked to you about this? Has she -- has she said anything?
Brady: Would you tell me if she had?
Brady: I see. So you're just trying to protect Belle, but, Chloe, I am Belle's brother, and I need the facts if Iím going to help her.
Chloe: Look, Brady, I honestly don't know, and to tell you the truth, I feel just a little bit guilty about eavesdropping on your parents.
Brady: I like that about you. Come on, let's get out of here.
Chloe: Don't you want to be here for Belle?
Brady: It'll probably be worse if we were, and whatever she's dealing with, should do it alone. Come on.
Chloe: Okay, well, let's make sure we run into your dad and Marlena.
Brady: Coast is clear. Come on.
Brady: Come on, Chloe, let's hurry.
John: [Speaks indistinctly]
Marlena: What was that?
John: That must be Belle coming home. Let's go get this straightened out.
Marlena: Nono, please, ple-- just, please, please wait. Let me handle this myself initially okay?
John: Okay, but... If Shawn is with Belle, I want to be there. Fair enough?
Marlena: Sure. Yes, that's, uh, that's fair. John...
Marlena: If Shawn is there, you wouldn't --
John: Kill him? No. I'm just going to throw him up against the wall and get some answers.
Mimi: You make me crazy.
Kevin: Definitely intense pheromone activity going on at the moment.
Kevin: Very intense.
Mimi: I couldn't help myself. I just have to feel that yummy chest of yours. Your skin is so smooth. That 6-pack -- so tight.
Kevin: It pays to work out every day.
Jan: Oh, Shawn, hey.
Jan: Um, I'm sorry that I interrupted you before.
Shawn-D: No, it's okay.
Jan: Um, can we talk now?
Shawn-D: Well, how'd it go with the counselor?
Jan: Not so good. I really need to talk to you, Shawn.
Shawn-D: Jan, I just -- I can't right now. I'm sorry. I-I told my dad I'd get home so I could help him wash and wax the truck, and I'm already late.
Jan: Wash and wax the truck. Yeah, whatever.
Shawn-D: I mean, can we talk at, uh, you know, whenever? At school or something?
Shawn-D: I-I'm sorry.
Jan: No problem. I'll -- I'll see you, Shawn.
Shawn-D: I'll see you.
Jan: Maybe I can't count on you to be my friend after all. I guess everything you said down by the river didn't mean a thing.
Chloe: I'm so sorry. I feel like such a klutz.
Brady: Come on.
Marlena: Look, I know you're kidding about throwing Shawn up against a wall.
John: No, Iím not.
Marlena: All right, okay, well, that's exactly why I should handle this thing in the beginning, don't you think?
John: Fine. If Shawn is not there, if Belle is all alone, Iíll -- I'll just leave for a while.
Marlena: Where would you go?
John: I'll go talk to Bo about his kid messing around with my daughter.
Marlena: No, you can't do that, john. Oh -- just please stay up here and don't do anything that we all would end up regretting, okay?
Chloe: Have you noticed how one of us always seems to be falling around the other?
Brady: Yeah, you think it means anything?
Belle: I'm so sorry Iím late. Are you just leaving?
Brady: Yeah. We -- we actually thought it might be best.
Belle: Why? What's going on?
Chloe: Your mom seems really mad at you, and we just figured --
Brady: We figured you'd be better off handling it alone.
Chloe: But we can stay if you want us to.
Belle: No. No, no, no. Brady is right. It's better if I handle this by myself. I'm looking forward to it. My mom and I really need to clear the air. I'll see you guys later.
Brady: Um, you know what? We'll call to make sure you're okay.
Belle: Thanks. I'll be fine.
Brady: See? Tink's a tough cookie.
Chloe: Somehow I knew that about her.
Brady: And somehow we got stuck together again tonight.
Chloe: So, are you hungry?
Chloe: Then let's go.
Belle: Something tells me you're not happy with me.
Marlena: You're right. Please sit down. We need to talk.