Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 10/31/01By Stephanie
Proofread By Niki
Boy: Hey, man, how you doing?
Shawn-D: Going all right. How about you?
Shawn-D: Hell of a day to come back to school, Philly. Spanish quiz.
Philip: Oh, yeah, I got the assignment on e-mail. I'm ready. I promised my dad I'd ace all my classes this year.
Shawn-D: Better late than never.
Philip: Knock off the abuse. I just got out of my sickbed.
Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah. So, um, how are you feeling? I mean, how's the lungs?
Philip: Well, the doctor says Iím at 90% -- well enough to study my brains out, but not strong enough to play sports yet. Man, that's going to kill me to watch the game from the stands tonight. That's not the only thing Iíve been missing.
Mimi: I love your outfit, Belle.
Belle: Thanks; my mom thinks my skirt's too short.
Mimi: Probably because it makes you look hot, not that you don't always.
Belle: Mimi, check out your hair. Turn around. Let me see.
Mimi: It's a spray. It washes out. Is it okay?
Belle: No. It's fabulous. Kevin is not going to be able to concentrate in sociology.
Mimi: Oh, well, who can? That new teacher is so cute, I keep forgetting to take notes, and it's bad enough we started the school year late. I don't know how I am going to catch up.
Belle: Well, maybe you could get the new teacher to tutor you after school.
Mimi: You think? Speaking of cute and hot, how is Shawn?
Belle: I wouldn't know.
Boy: What's going on, man?
Jason: What's up, guys? How are you doing? Cool. What's up? Oh, my God, that's...
[Jan pounds books on table]
Jason: I need some oxygen. What's with the nun outfit, Jan? You've been a total drag lately.
Jan: You don't want to be seen with me, Jason? Because that can be arranged.
Jason: You know, you've been a downer since we got back from that island.. You know what? Before -- way before. Since you've been hanging out with that Paul guy.
Jan: Don't talk about him.
Jason: Why? What's your problem?
Jan: I killed him.
Jason: So you killed him. He's dead. The world's a better place. Get over it.
Jan: I can't just "get over it." You're so...
Jason: What? Normal, Jan? Is that the word you're looking for -- normal? Iím normal, and I think I deserve a normal girlfriend. So get it together, and just forget about that stupid bastard.
Jan: I can't just forget.
Jason: Why the hell not?
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.
[Picks up her packages]
Marlena: Oh![Breathlessly] oh, Brady. Oh, you scared me. I didn't know you were home.
Brady: Well, the odds are 50-50, since I do still live here.
Marlena: Oh, don't make a big deal out of an innocent remark. I-I just meant that I didn't know you were home. I thought that I was alone. That's all.
Brady: Well, it is natural to expect to be alone in your own home... Which is probably why it didn't occur to you to lower your voice yesterday when you were arguing with my father.
Brady: Yes, yesterday -- the day you threatened to send Belle away to boarding school.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.
Marlena: I was upset, okay? I said some things in the heat of the moment that I didn't really mean.
Brady: Are you admitting that the great Dr. Marlena Evans has lost control?
Marlena: Oh, my gosh. She's human. Oh, my word! All right. Okay. Oh, and I'll tell you something else, too. I will tell you that in that moment, I didn't much feel like a mother or like a doctor, but you may be happy to know that, that's all been worked out.
Brady: By you and my dad or you and Belle?
Mimi: If Shawn boy is making you unhappy, I don't care how cute his booty is, he'll have to answer to me. Tell me everything.
Belle: There's nothing to tell, Mimi. I just -- I don't think he's into me anymore.
Susan: Uh, hi, Chloe.
Shawn-D: Whoa. Hey, hey, hey. Do yourself a favor, huh? Don't go over to her. Let her come to you.
Philip: What if she doesn't?
Shawn-D: Then get a clue and move on.
Philip: I can't do that, man. She means everything to me.
Shawn-D: Everything? Come on, Phil, get a grip.
Philip: I'm in love with Chloe. Nothing means more than that -- nothing. I have to see her.
Shawn-D: Hey, well, don't you have any pride? I mean, she's not exactly looking for you.
Philip: Pride won't get her back. And that's all itís about.
Shawn-D: Big mistake.
Philip: Hey, Chloe. Glad to see me?
Chloe: I'm glad that you're back at school. How do you feel?
Philip: Great, now that Iím looking at you.
Chloe: Well, excuse me. I have to find Belle before class.
Philip: Hey, we really need to talk.
Philip: Just two minutes. I swear, okay? You can time me.
Philip: All right.
Chloe: I guess we do need to talk. I mean, we'll only be seniors once. We might as well not spend the year being miserable.
Philip: Yeah, well, I was hoping you'd feel that way.
Chloe: Oh, I do. I definitely think we need to get things straightened out.
Hawk: Hey, hey, it's Jannie Oakley. Where's your six-shooter? Pow!
Benicio: Yeah, how does it feel to be famous? Huh, Jan? Bang. Bang.
Hawk: Ha ha ha.
Jason: Later, both you guys.
Jan: I'll never be able to forget.
Jason: Why are you being such a drama queen, Jan? I mean, look, these guys think you're totally awesome. Half these kids did squat during summer. Not only did you whack some piece of trash, but you got your picture in the paper. I mean, go with it, babe. It's cool.
Jan: You don't understand. I can't just go with it.
Jason: I can 'cause this year not one person at this school's going to be messing with me, not with my personal bodyguard.
Jan: Don't, Jason, okay?
Jason: Jan, you never want me to touch you anymore. What's up with that? Hey, you know what? Forget it. Whatever crap you're going to lay on me, I don't even want to hear it. Whoa, and there you go again -- looking at Shawn. What, are you into him now? You like checking him out? What, you're not going to talk? You know what? I'll get Shawn to talk. He's going to talk.
Mimi: Don't be ridiculous, Belle. Shawn has been crazy about you forever..
Belle: You know, I keep telling myself the same thing, Mimi, but it is not making me feel better. Shawn is just not --
Mimi: From where I sit, he's cute, he's charming, he's devoted to you. What more do you want? Oh. That.
Philip: Oh, you look so beautiful. There's almost no point saying it. Well, almost. God, Chloe, I've missed being this close to your eyes.
Chloe: You look very nice, too, Philip. Much healthier.
Philip: Ah, don't worry about that. I'm totally recovered from what happened on the island. Well, not totally. The doctor said I can't play sports yet. It's weird knowing there's a game tonight, and I won't be playing. Almost as weird as seeing you and not being... You know, the way we used to be. And if you're wondering if Iím still out of my mind, I'm not.
Chloe: Out of your mind?
Philip: Yeah, yeah, the way I acted the other day, coming over to your house, making a big scene when I saw Brady there. Once again, I was a jerk, and I'm sorry. I was your boyfriend but I sure didn't act like it, did I? I'm grateful to you for even talking to me right now.
Chloe: Well, you did almost drown, and you've just gotten out of the hospital. So, I guess I can make a few allowances.
Philip: Really? Well, that's great. I won't disappoint you again. So, does that mean that you forgive me, chance? Oh, God, I was ready to beg. Seriously I was going to get down on my knees and do whatever it took to get you to take me back. That's how much you mean to me, Chloe.
Chloe: Philip, donít. Everyone's looking.
Philip: I'm glad. I want the whole school to see. Don't be embarrassed.
Chloe: Philip, you misunderstood.
Philip: What? You just said that --
Chloe: I said that I would make a few allowances, but I still don't forgive your very rude behavior that you displayed at my house the other day. I just won't hold it against you. That's all I meant.
Philip: But I-I thought we were --
Chloe: No. No, Philip, we can still be friends. I'm going to keep my word on that. And course I still care about you as a person. But I'm not going to be your girlfriend anymore. You have to accept that.
Mimi: I can't believe you are so stuck on this one issue.
Belle: You're a good friend, Mimi, but Shawn has his own mind. He's just not that attracted to me.
Mimi: Oh, right. Out of all the guys at Salem high, Shawn Bradyís the only one who isn't drooling over you. That makes perfect sense. Belle, take Benicio and Hawk, for instance. One look from you, and they'd fall at your feet. Trust me, darling, the hall since kindergarten, okay? Even way back then, the guys would line up to watch you climb the monkey bars at recess. You could have any guy you want.
Belle: But Shawn is the only one that I want. He just doesn't want me. What's wrong with him? Better yet, Mimi, what is wrong with me?
Jason: Hey. What's your problem?
Jan: Jason, stop it.
Jason: Get out of this.
Shawn-D: Didn't know I had a problem, Jason.
Jason: You do. You've been hanging out with my girlfriend. You have some kind of crush on her or something? Belle's not good enough for you? You want to take what's mine?
Shawn-D: I'm pretty sure Jan belongs to herself, Jason.
Jason: Don't give me that Garbage, all right? 'Cause you've been hanging out with her, and now she's all hot for you.
Shawn-D: Why would Jan want me when she can have you?
Jason: See? This is what I tell you all the time. You're lucky to be with me.
Jan: You're so incredibly pathetic, Jason. You better shut up before you make an even bigger fool of yourself.
Shawn-D: You got nothing to worry about, man. She doesn't have a crush on me. She's just having a hard time dealing with everything. So she needs your support.
Jason: Shawn, I told her, she did a good thing by killing that guy. It said in the paper she probably saved Nicoleís life. Jan's like a hero. But she needs to celebrate a little bit. She walks around here all weird like she did something wrong. And between you and me, I think something went down between her and Paul, something she really does not want me to know about.
Susan: Oh... You know, Pen, I heard that, that American history class was so hard.
Penelope: It's supposed to be really good, though. It should be a challenge.
Susan: I don't know. It's too much homework. Oh, this shade would look great on you. Can I?
Penelope: How are you and Kevin?
Susan: We have a few classes together.
Susan: And...That's it. We're not hanging out or anything.
Susan: See how nice that looks?
Penelope: Thanks. About you and Kevin...
Susan: Do you ever think about anything else?
Penelope: Remember when he took his shirt off around the campfire?
Penelope: I'd never seen a boy's chest before -- live in the flesh, right in front of me like that. It was a life-altering moment.
Susan: Kevin is well-rounded person.
Penelope: He has killer abs, Susan. At least they kill me. Not that it'll do me any good. I'm sure Mimiís going to go after him. I wish I had been the girl he kissed on the beach in Puerto Rico.
Susan: Kevin is too smart for Mimi.
Penelope: She's got a few things going for her, Susan.
Susan: Trust me, Pen, sooner or later, Kevinís going to realize that all of Mimiís assets are below the neck.
Philip: I-I donít understand, Chloe. Belle, Mimi, Shawn -- they all said you were wrecked when you thought Iíd drowned.
Chloe: Of course I was. Philip, we dated for a whole year. You were my first boyfriend, my first kiss. When I helped drag your body out of that cavern and you looked like -- well, when I thought that we'd lost you, it was the worst feeling that I have ever had. Really scary and really sad. And I am so grateful that you pulled through. And I'm happy that you're well enough to be back at school and go on with your life. I'm really not the cold and heartless ghoul girl that some people think I am.
Philip: Hey, hey, hey, hey, I am so sorry that I called you that at The Last Blast. I want a chance to make it up to you, Chloe. I want a chance to make everything up to you.
Chloe: It won't work.
Philip: Why not? You just said you still cared about me.
Chloe: It's not that simple anymore. A year ago when all of this started, things were different. I felt innocent. And now I just feel used up.
Philip: Chloe, you're 17. How can you -- I mean, we never even, you know....
Chloe: I know.
Philip: Look, a lot of guys would've pushed you, but I cared about you so much I was willing to wait. I still am. I mean, doesn't that get me any points, at least enough to buy me another chance?
Chloe: Philip, how many times have we had this conversation? I'm tired of giving you chances. I don't want to have a boyfriend who calls me names and gets angry and jealous all the time.
Philip: You get angry. You've done some things that I have a hard time understanding, too, but I think our love is worth putting up with a few problems.
Chloe: I guess I donít. I'm sorry.
Philip: This doesn't make sense, Chloe. God, I love you, and even though you never said the words, I know you've had real feelings for me.
Philip: Don't, don't, don't. Don't patronize me. This is Brady, right? You don't love me anymore because you're in love with him.
Marlena: Your father and I are fine, and Belle and I are fine. So forget what you heard yesterday. Belle isn't going anywhere.
Brady: Well, she better not be.
Marlena: You've got my word on it, which may not mean a lot to you until I give you... Until I give you...
Marlena: Aha. Until I give you this.
Brady: For me? What is it?
Marlena: Well, I found this today, and my life flashed before my eyes. I mean, not my whole life, but a small very important part of my life. My life with you. I was walking through the mall, and I couldn't believe my eyes. It's been so many years. So I just had to get it for you. I just had to.
Marlena: Oh, come on, come on, open it. I can't wait. I want to see your face.
Brady: It's the Grey Hulk.
Marlena: Can you believe it?
Brady: Wha-- Marlena, where did y --
Marlena: In the mall. In the mall. Memory Lane -- the little store down there -- it has antique toys and collectibles and... Well, I was walking through, and I just saw it there, and I knew I had to get it for you.
Brady: I cannot believe you got this for me.
Marlena: Well, I told you, I'd find it for you.
Marlena: Brady, honey, is that you? It's getting dark out. I was getting worried -- honey, what happened? You're all dirty. Did somebody hurt you?
Brady: Me, Jimmy, and the guys were playing down the street.
Marlena: Not in the vacant lot by the construction site? No wonder you're so dirty.
Brady: I lost my grey hulk. We were playing war, and I lost him in the dirt during the battle. I was digging and digging. All the guys went home, but I couldn't stop, mom.
Marlena: Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Brady: How can I have battles without my grey hulk? I want him back.
Marlena: We'll get him back for you, I promise. Brady, we will. We will. We'll get him back.
Brady: I mean, I can't believe you remembered.
Marlena: Of course I remembered, Brady. You were my little boy.
Penelope: Let's get out of here.
Susan: I hope she's okay.
Penelope: I hope she didn't miss the bowl. She and Mimi have to clean it up.
Jan: I heard that.
Penelope: I didn't say anything that wasn't true.
Jan: [Groaning] Jannie Oakley, killer Jan. Come on. Get off on getting back at me now. Come on. Go for it. And go to hell.
Chloe: It's not Brady. It's you! It's how you get when you're laughing
Chloe: Philip, look, we shouldn't be doing this now. You just got back to school, and you don't have your strength back yet.
Philip: Like you even care.
Chloe: I just told you I still care about you.
Philip: Just not enough to be my girlfriend, huh? I hate being tired like this. Maybe you're right. Maybe this isn't the best time to talk. Can we do this some other time, like when I'm feeling back to myself?
Chloe: Are you playing on my sympathies?
Philip: Maybe a little. But you're right. I'm not up to speed yet. What about you? Is it easy for you to see me again and not be my girlfriend? Am I the only one having a hard time getting used to this?
Chloe: It is a big change.
Philip: All right. So maybe it'll be good for both of us to talk about this. But not here, and for sure not now. My two minutes were up a while ago, anyway.
Chloe: Yeah, and I do need to go find Belle.
Philip: Okay, okay. So meet me at .Com after school. We'll have a cup of coffee and have a chance to get into things.
Chloe: I don't know if that's such a good idea. It sounds too much like a date.
Philip: We'll both know it's not, okay? Come on. I'm not going to ask you for anything else, I promise.
Marlena: I know Iím not your real mother, not by birth. You're my stepson, and I've always been very careful to observe that distinction, out of respect for Isabella. But you were my little boy. I have great memories of your growing up, and I treasure every single one of them. I remember how upset you were when you lost that little guy. You and your dad went back to where you lost it, and you searched and you searched and... And went to toy stores every single day, looking for another one, and no luck. Years went by. I thought you'd forgotten it. And then...Today. The salesman thought I was crazy. I'm sure I got so excited when I saw it. It is the same one, isn't it?
Brady: Yeah. I mean, he even has a chip of paint off of his arm, like it was the exact same one I lost that day.
Marlena: I was driving home with it, and I began thinking that maybe too many years had passed and you'd forgotten about it or you didn't even want him anymore. And now I see your face, and I'm very glad that I got him for you.
Brady: Mar-- Marlena, you don't know -- you couldn't know -- how much this means to me.
Brady: Thank you.
Marlena: You're very welcome.
Susan: Are you okay, Jan?
Jan: If one more idiot asks me that question... How can I be okay? I killed someone. The man is dead, six feet under, I did it. So stop asking me that question. I'm never going to be okay again.
Penelope: Gosh, Iím sorry, Jan.
Jan: Like I care if some twit like you is --
Penelope: I don't know what to do.
Susan: I'll handle it. You go to class.
Penelope: Are you sure?
Susan: I'll be okay. Don't worry.
Penelope: I don't feel good about this.
Susan: Seriously, Pen, I know what to do. Go.
Jason: I really wish she'd tell me, but she won't.
Shawn-D: My advice, stay off the topic of Paul. She shot him, and she's just really sensitive about it.
Jason: She saved at least one life by killing him, though. He was in the process of killing his own daughter when she pulled the trigger, right? I'm proud of Jan, but she just keeps telling me to shut up about it.
Shawn-D: Well, why don't you give her what she needs for once?
Jason: What, and I suppose you figure you'd be a better boyfriend for her? Well, you're not. So forget it. She's mine.
Shawn-D: Jason, do you like the way she looks in a tank top, or are you with her because you really care about her?
Jason: Why should I tell you?
Shawn-D: Is it a secret or something?
Jason: Of course I care about her. She's my girlfriend.
Shawn-D: Okay, good. So why don't you tell her that? That may be exactly what she needs to hear.
Jason: Yeah. Maybe. I'll see you later.
Shawn-D: I should go make sure if she's okay.
Belle: You know, maybe Shawn just doesn't have the feelings for me he thought he was going to have. Maybe he wants to go back to being friends.
Mimi: Are you finished yet? I hate to say this. I know your grade point average is higher, and you do better on tests, but you are being just plain dumb today. I have seen the way Shawn looks at you, okay? He's not just seeing any friend. The glow of lust is in that boy's eyes.
Belle: Mimi, what if you're wrong?
Mimi: When you jumped each other in the moonlight, did he say anything? You know, when he came up for air, did he comment on the quality of the experience he was having?
Belle: Well, he said it was great, but --
Mimi: Oh, yeah, and we all know how Shawnís such a big liar. Come on, Belly Belle, you are not making any sense. He said it was great, and he keeps coming back for more, right?
Belle: Well, yeah, he seems to be as into it as I am, but I just get this feeling that -- Mimi, this is gross. I can't keep thinking about this.
Mimi: Yeah, it really messes you up, doesn't it?
Belle: Yeah... We are not going to talk about it anymore. Deal?
Belle: For the rest of the day.
Mimi: The school day.
Mimi: Okay. Deal.
Belle: We are going to go back to being normal. Do you remember normal, when we used to hang out and talk about clothes and makeup and movies? This is our senior year. We're hot. We rock.
Mimi: Yeah. Who needs guys? Make him come to you.
Mimi: Oh, my gosh! Time-out!
Belle: No. No time-out.
Mimi: Yes. Listen up. Dr. Mimi has figured out
Philip: You said you still want to be friends, right? What could be friendlier than having a coffee together? Chloe, look, if we went to different schools, we would just never talk to each other again, but we have a situation to deal with here. Our whole senior year, we're going to be going to the same classes together, running into each other at .Com, at the same parties, at the mall. Now, I know you don't want to be uncomfortable all year. And I don't want to spend month after month having to avoid you in these halls. Plus, we owe it to our friends to get along.
Chloe: So you want me to have coffee with you for Belle and Shawnís sake?
Philip: I cannot tell you how much those two mean to me. After all we went through on the island, they deserve a great senior year, but it won't be if two of their best friends are miserable and weird, you know, with their relationship.
Chloe: I'm just not sure.
Philip: Chloe, it's not going to be easy. Okay? I mean, it's hard to break habits. And I admit, it's going to take me time to think of you as just a friend. But I'm sure that you're going to help me get through that. I have so much respect for you, Chloe. You know that, right?
Chloe: I do know that. And I know that you don't mean to hurt me, Philip, but sometimes you can just be so immature.
Philip: And I suppose Bradyís -- okay, okay, you're right. I am. And I-I do get jealous sometimes, but it comes from a good place. Not that Iím defending the stupid things I've said and done, I just need a little help through this time. I've missed you so much all summer, Chloe, but -- except for the time you came to visit me in the hospital, I've hardly seen you.
Chloe: Well, you certainly saw me at my house yesterday.
Philip: Well, yeah, but... I kind of screwed that up, didn't i? Let me prove to you that I am not a complete jerk. Meet me at .Com later.
Chloe: I'll think about it.
Girl: Hi, girls.
Girl #2: Hi.
Belle: Hi. Anyway, you said you figured it out. What did you figure out?
Mimi: Okay, I was reading this magazine last night, and there was a letter from this girl who said she couldn't get this guy to give her a tumble, and it said she was making herself too available. Apparently, guys like a challenge. It's like that whole hunter instinct thing, you know, like caveman days. Maybe Shawn wants to chase you a little, but how can he when you're so close he can't breathe?
Belle: Do you really think that's it?
Mimi: If you want Shawn to want you, act like you don't want him. Or at least that you've got so many other things on your mind that you don't even have time to think about him. I guarantee that'll make Shawn get out his caveman clothing and drag you off.
Belle: Mimi, you know what? I think you're right. I don't want to ever hear you say you think you're not smart. You are brilliant. I cannot wait to try this out.
Brady: I got him back.
Brady: I talk to her. Ever since I was a little kid, every time I was upset Iíd tell her about it.
Marlena: That's very healthy. Giving expression to your deepest feelings for your mother. I'm sorry you had to wait so long to have a picture of Isabella in your home. This is your home, Brady. It always has been. No matter how grown-up you get to be, you'll always be my little boy.
Marlena: I'm grateful to your mother for bringing you into the world and into my life.
Brady: So, uh, what got you thinking about boarding school for Belle? I mean, she's always been little miss perfect, right?
Marlena: Well, I hope she doesn't feel that way. That's a terrible burden, you know? She's a teenager, going through all kinds of changes... You remember.
Brady: Yes, I do. She must've said or done something that got you so upset.
Marlena: It was a mother-daughter thing.
Brady: You're not going to tell me, are you?
Marlena: No. No. You wouldn't want me discussing this conversation, would you?
Brady: No. Touchť. Protecting Belle's privacy -- that's cool. You see, my cross to bear is that I'm Belle's big brother, and naturally, I worry. Is there anyone I should be beating up right now?
Marlena: Ha ha ha ha! You two are so close. She tells you far more than she tells me.
Brady: Nah, come on, mom, she's just --
Jan: What happened to Silent Bob -- scared Iíd barf on her?
Susan: What are you doing at school, Jan? You're obviously sick. You should be home in bed.
Jan: Yeah, right, with my mother bringing me cups of tea? You know, maybe that's your life, but it's not mine. My mom couldn't wait to get away from me this morning. I'm not going home until I absolutely have to.
Susan: Then go to the school nurse. You look bad.
Jan: I don't need your help or your damn sympathy, okay? Why can't everyone just leave me alone?
Susan: I know you don't want help, but you obviously need it.
Jan: You know what, Susan? You're so sappy that you make me sick.
Susan: Fine. I'm out of here. Check your guts up. It's not my problem.
Jan: Oh, my God. Why am I so sweaty? Am I dying?
Mimi: There's Shawn. He's coming this way. You've got other things on your mid, remember? Be cool.
Belle: Right. Cool.
Shawn-D: Hi, Belle.
Belle: Oh, hey, Shawn. You know what? I'll see you in Spanish, okay? Come on, Meems.
Mimi: Bye, Shawn, bye, Shawn.
Belle: Chloe! Philip, oh, my gosh, it is so great!
Chloe: I have to go.
Philip: Chloe, hey, hey. Hey, watch it. I'm still sick.
Belle: You are looking better every day.
Mimi: He even looks amazing in a coma.
Philip: Hey, Mimi.
Belle: And you're looking healthy, too. Your dimples are still working, and that's a good sign. Philip, you know, we are going to have the best senior year.
Chloe: So, are you enjoying scrubbing down the locker rooms every day?
Mimi: I do that after school. During the day, I'm a student here like everyone else.
Chloe: Like everyone? No, I don't think so. Only you and Jan are cleaning toilets. Ha ha.
Mimi: I hate her.
Shawn-D: Hey, you guys seen Jan?
Hawk: You mean killer Jan?
Benicio: No, not lately. Saw Belle, though. She was looking good.
Mimi: Why is he looking for Jan?
Marlena: Wow. I haven't heard that for a long time...
Brady: Yeah, uh, I was looking over there at the picture of my mom, and, uh... I don't know. It just -- you know, I guess that... Oh, boy.
Marlena: Brady. Do me a favor. I don't think I'd be betraying Belle's confidence to tell you that she's going through a vulnerable time right now, and she could use her big brother looking out for her, so would you do that?
Brady: Uh-huh, yeah, I always do.
Marlena: I know. Keep it up, okay?
Brady: You got it. Do you need some help with that stuff?
Marlena: No, no, I got what I need.
Marlena: Brady that vacant lot where you played may be gone, but my love for you isnít.