[Some of this got cut off today because of news interruptions.]
Belle: She's got to be there. Come on, Chloe, pick up. God. The machine.
Shawn-D: Is that a problem?
Belle: Yes, it's a problem. We're going to be too late.
Brady: All right. Hold your horses, I'm coming.
Brady: Oh, it's you.
Chloe: Nice to see you, too, Brady.
Brady: What, you want a brass band for coming to the door?
Chloe: Well, a smile would be nice.
Brady: All right, I'm sorry. Let's start over. Hi, stranger.
Chloe: I guess I have been a bit out of touch since school started, but I've had a lot of catching up to do, you know, with getting back to school late and... Look, I know I should have been better at keeping in touch with you since I got back, and you were really great with me this summer, taking care of me when Philip was away.
Brady: So I guess now that Philip's back, you don't need me anymore.
Philip: Hey, what's up? How you doing?
Hawk: Hey, K-Man's here. What's going on? How you doing?
Boy: There he is. How you doing?
Philip: Hey, Georgia.
Cynthia: Hiya, handsome. How you doing?
Philip: Good. You?
Jason: Yes! I am the greatest. The winner and still undefeated champion.
Philip: Hmm. Sounds like a challenge.
Jason: Aw, come on. You think you could take me?
Philip: You know I got the skills, baby.
Jason: Let's get ready to rumble. You want to make a little bet on this one?
Shawn-D: Anyways, Jason, so what's this great idea of yours?
Jason: Yeah, the wager I have in mind is far too big for just one game.
Jan: You could make a tournament.
Jason: Right. We could play a couple times a week, couple games each time.
Jan: You could be official scorekeeper, Jason.
Jason: Yes. Whoever loses the most games -- you ready for this? Has to ask ghoul girl to the Last Blast Dance.
Jan: A stroke of genius. I love it.
Philip: I know I hurt you, Chloe, but... you know, I-I'd give anything to change that, but I can't.
Chloe: No. You can't.
Philip: But I can promise that I will never do something like that again to anyone. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I hope that you see that -- how sorry I am about all this stupidity.
Philip: A bet? That's how this whole mess got started.
Jason: What -- what mess?
Philip: Oh, yeah, I'm sure you forgot a long time ago. What do you care?
Jason: Why don't you take that silver spoon out of your mouth and tell me what the hell you're talking about?
Philip: I'm talking about your sick mind. That stupid bet was your idea.
Jason: What bet? Oh, you mean that little wager we made that made you take Chloe to the Last Blast last year. Dude, that was a long time ago. Why don't you just lighten up?
Philip: No, I'm not going to lighten up, man. That whole thing was your fault.
Jason: Hey, what's wrong with you, anyways? All you think about is Chloe?
Bo: Oh, hey, grandma, there you are. We just came from his latest checkup. The doctor said he's doing amazing.
Caroline: Oh, Bo, that is wonderful news. Well, I'm not surprised, though. I'm a firm believer in love and prayer, and this little guy has plenty of both.
Bo: Yes, he does.
Elizabeth: Have you seen him? And I want the truth, damn it.
Barb: Oh, please, Glennie, be there. Please, please, I need you. Please, Glen. [Telephone rings]
[ring] [ring] [click]
Glen: Hi, Barb and I aren't in right now, so leave a message. Later. [Beep]
Barb: Glen? Glen, it's me. Pick up. Oh, damn. Look, call me on the cell as soon as you get this message, okay? I mean ASAP. Oh, Glen. Where in the hell are you? I need to talk to you.
Lexie: She knows I have Hope's son, and she wants a million dollars to keep her mouth shut. Where do I get it, Rolf? That $5,000 I gave her isn't going to buy me enough time.
Rolf: Mm. It's Barb who's running out of time.
Lexie: Rolf, I know how that twisted mind of yours works. I've told you there will be no eliminations.
Rolf: And I am telling you –
Lexie: Forget it. And I refuse to have this discussion with you again. Now... I have a friend coming over, and I would like some privacy.
Rolf: Alexandra, this is DiMera business. I beg you not to involve an outsider. Your father would not approve.
Lexie: Well, my father isn't here, is he? I'm running the show now, Rolf, in case you forgot. You work for me, and you will do as I say. Do you understand? [Doorbell rings]
Rolf: Look, Alexandra --
Lexie: Enough! Enough. You're dismissed.
Elizabeth: Well, have you seen him or not?
Bo: Him who?
Elizabeth: Colin, of course. He was supposed to meet me at the hotel an hour ago.
Caroline: Well, he's not here. He hasn't come in all day.
Elizabeth: God, I hate this. It reminds me of Ireland, when he'd disappear on all his little secret liaisons.
Bo: Oh. Smells like someone needs a change.
Caroline: I'll do it, I'll do it.
Bo: You sure, Mom?
Caroline: Of course, of course. I'll take him upstairs.
Bo: Grandma's going to take you upstairs and clean you up. Is that okay, my son?
Caroline: J.T., you've met Elizabeth, haven't you?
Elizabeth: Yes, and a charming little sweetheart he is, too.
Caroline: You bet you he is.
Bo: Okay. See you later, buddy.
Caroline: We're going to go upstairs...
Bo: Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Elizabeth: Why, so you can say something rude to me?
Bo: Well, no, actually, I was going to say let's sit down, I'll buy you a soda.
Elizabeth: Well, I am a bit thirsty.
Bo: All right. In the meantime, maybe your fiancé Colin will show up, and... I can keep you company.
Barb: Come on, Glen. Why haven't you called? Why? [Telephone rings] [ring] [ring]
Glen: Hi, Barb and I aren't in right now, so leave a message. Later. [Beep]
Barb: Glen, honey, where are you? Call me as soon as you get home, okay? It's important.
Lexie: Come on in. Thanks for coming so quickly.
Brandon: No problem. It sounded important.
Lexie: It is. Brandon, something really big has gone down, and I don't know what to do.
Brandon: All right, we'll handle it. Talk to me.
Rolf: [Thinking] Don't do it, Alexandra.
Lexie: Barb's back.
Lexie: Yeah, she was here earlier.
Brandon: Aw, man. But why? What does she want with you? Her husband's DNA didn't match Isaac's, so she knows your baby isn't Glen's kid.
Lexie: She knows that J.T. is. She knows the babies were switched.
Rolf: [Thinking] You just made a big mistake, Alexandra. I'm going to have to call Stefano about this.
Brandon: God. She knows? You're absolutely positive?
Lexie: Yes, yes. She knows everything. I could lose my baby, Brandon, and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do.
Jason: You know what? You're such a sad case. I can't even deal with you whining about Chloe anymore. I'm out of here.
Philip: Hey, you're the one who's going to be whining after I kick your butt at this video game -- unless you're too chicken to play.
Jason: Yeah, right.
Philip: You're going to bail?
Jason: No, man, let's do this. Let's get it on.
Philip: Bring it on. Ready to go?
Jason: Come on. We'll see. Ready?
Philip: Watch this. Let's do this.
Jason: All right, go. Oh, man. Come on, Philip, you're going down, man.
Hawk: Get the thing.
Jason: I practice this every day.
Philip: Oh, yeah, baby. Oh, yeah. What's up? What's up? Aah! Oh! Bye-bye. You're history, bro. So...Ha ha ha ha. What's up? Who's back there?
Jason: Oh, I don't think you're going to have any complaints when you find out.
Philip: Oh, gotcha.
Philip: You can get yourself in trouble doing that.
Cynthia: You know, I'd love to get into trouble with you.
Jason: Ooh. Go, Philly.
Cynthia: So, Philip, would you be thinking about asking me out?
Belle: Chloe, it's Belle. I'm sorry I couldn't catch you before I left. I had to run. Anyway, you are not going to believe what happened. It was so scary. Jan was almost hit by a car. Of course, she's fine -- I mean, as fine as Jan can be these days. Anyway, there's more to this story, which I will tell you when I see you, okay? Bye. What?
Shawn-D: I-I'll just never understand you girls. Chloe's not there, right? But you're on your way to see her, so you decide to leave her a very detailed message, all of which you're going to have to re-explain once you see her again?
Belle: Well, Chloe might check her messages, and I was supposed to meet her at my house a while ago, so she's probably wondering why I'm not there. Anyway, I don't want you to get a ticket, but can you kind of speed up?
Shawn-D: Okay, well, if I'm going to speed up, I want to know what this is all about.
Belle: Well, Chloe got the new issue of "Hot Hairstyles" magazine, and we were going to look at it.
Shawn-D: You want me to speed up because you want to see the new issue of "Hot Hairstyles" magazine?
Belle: No, no, no, Shawn, if Chloe shows up at my house and I am not there, that could send her into a funk, okay? You know how moody she can be.
Brady: So that's it? That's how it's going to be? Philip's back, so you don't need me or anybody else to take care of you? Which, by the way, is not what I was doing anyway.
Chloe: I didn't mean it that way, Brady. I'm sorry.
Brady: Forget about it.
Chloe: Fine. Look, I came here to meet Belle, anyway, and obviously, she's not here, so just tell her to call me when she gets back and we'll do this another time. Sorry for bothering you.
Brady: Chloe, wait. Didn't you learn anything from spending all that time with me this summer? Didn't you learn anything at all?
Cynthia: Come on, Philip. I know you want to go out with me.
Philip: Hey, maybe we should talk about this in private, you know?
Cynthia: So you're saying there is something to talk about?
Philip: Look, I told you before that I don't really know where things stand between Chloe and me.
Cynthia: Come on. Everybody knows that you and Chloe are history.
Philip: I don't know that. Maybe she'll –
Jason: What, Philip, give you a second chance? She already said what you guys had is history.
Philip: Hey, I'm the one who decides if and when Chloe and I are history.
Jason: That's right. You decide, not her. You go, Phil. It's about time you started wearing the pants in this relationship.
Cynthia: Well, big guy, when you decide, let me know. Give me a call and if you hurry, you may be in luck. I still haven't chosen who I want to go to the movies with on Saturday night. Could be you.
Philip: I'll think about it.
Cynthia: You do that.
Girl: Okay, miss thing, excuse me.
Philip: Ha ha.
Chloe: What are you talking about? What exactly is it that I was supposed to have learned about you?
Philip: Well, I would think from spending all that time with me, you'd know when I was kidding or not. Come on, Chloe, ease up. You're too tense.
Chloe: I'm tense? You're the one who opened the door and bit my head off. I just came here to meet Belle.
Brady: So you're here to meet my sister, and now you're going to bail on her 'cause you can't take it when I goof around? I thought you had more heart than that.
Chloe: Fine, I'll wait.
Brady: What are you doing?
Chloe: Waiting for Belle.
Chloe: What's your problem? What, am I turning the pages too loudly?
Brady: My, aren't we edgy today?
Chloe: I'm edgy? If that isn't the pot calling the kettle black.
Brady: She said, digging deep into her arsenal of clichés.
Shawn D.: And you were worried? Everything looks completely normal.
Belle: Hmm, I guess some things just never change.
Elizabeth: So, Bo, you want to keep me company.
Bo: Why not? I mean, we're going to be kissing cousins... after you and Colin get married.
Elizabeth: I hadn't thought about that.
Bo: Of course not. You wouldn't want my blue collar to mix with your blue blood.
Elizabeth: Why would I mind?
Bo: Because you're an English snob in desperate need of an epiphany.
Elizabeth: So I need an epiphany, do I?
Elizabeth: And do you even know what that means?
Bo: A life-changing wake-up call, sometimes involving a spiritual transformation. In simpler terms -- that shriveled-up pea you call a heart needs to blossom and come to life.
Elizabeth: And you're just the guru to make that happen, no doubt.
Bo: Wise man say when the student is ready, the master appears.
Elizabeth: And what do the wise women say?
Bo: Anything less than love is a waste of time.
Elizabeth: Maybe I will let you keep me company after all.
Barb: I can't believe Glen hasn't called. [Telephone rings] [ring]
Barb: Glen. Glen, where the hell have you been? Didn't you get my messages?
Glen: What messages? Oh, hey. I'm sorry. I just came in and hopped in the shower without checking the machine.
Barb: Damn it, Glen, I need you!
Glen: Why, what's wrong, baby? Why are you so upset?
Barb: I don't know. I-I'm not going to tell you on the phone, okay? Um, I'm on my way home. I'll be there soon, and I'll tell you everything, okay?
Brandon: How? How can Barb know? Lex... Maybe she's running some kind of scam. You know, trying to trick you into admitting something.
Lexie: No, no, no. I wish that were all it was, but she knows, Brandon. My biggest fear was realized. She definitely knows, and she has proof.
Brandon: How did she know, Lexie? What -- what kind of proof?
Lexie: She did a DNA test on J.T. when they kidnapped him, thinking that he was Isaac, and it was a match with Glen, so now Barb has cold, hard proof that J.T. is Glen's son. That's how she figured out the babies were switched.
Brandon: So she knows that if Hope has Glen's son, you have Hope's.
Brandon: I am so sorry, Lexie.
Lexie: Don't, um, feel too sorry for me yet, Brandon. There's more.
Elizabeth: At a school dance when we were 12. He went to boarding school in England, and I attended the sister school.
Bo: Childhood sweethearts.
Elizabeth: For a while. We lost touch, though, for years, but then suddenly, he'd pop back into sight, but then just as suddenly, off he went again, traipsing to the uncivilized four corners of the earth. I thought it might be the end of it, but we reunited and are soon to make it permanent... Though with Colin, you never know. I thought his sneaking off to those clandestine meetings might be the end of us, though I always knew there was no one else.
Bo: You mean another woman?
Elizabeth: What else would I mean?
Bo: Right, right. Where do you think he was sneaking off to?
Elizabeth: Why do you want to know?
Glen: Oh, it's okay. It's okay.
Barb: Oh, it's so good to be in your arms. Just hold me tight, okay?
Glen: You're home now. You're safe. What's wrong? Barb, you're trembling. Why are you so upset?
Barb: Just hold me, okay? Please.
Glen: Barb, you got to tell me what's wrong. What happened in Salem?
Lexie: Barb hasn't told Hope...Yet.
Brandon: Yet? Meaning she will if she doesn't get something she wants.
Brandon: I can't believe this.
Lexie: I know.
Brandon: I mean, they're actually blackmailing you.
Brandon: My God, what kind of man takes money to give up his son?
Lexie: Well, Glen's not involved in this, as far as I know. It's all Barb's doing. According to her, Glen doesn't even know that the DNA matched or that Bo and Hope have his son.
Brandon: So she's running this scam on her own? This is getting out of control, Lexie.
Lexie: I know, I know, I know, but what can I do?
Brandon: Well, I know what you can't do. You cannot allow this woman to blackmail you.
Jason: Whew. That Cynthia is... She's fine.
Philip: Yeah, yeah, she's okay.
Jason: Yeah, so, go for it.
Philip: Would you give it a rest?
Jason: Dude, you'd be stupid not to. How often do the goodies just get served to you on a platter? Plus I heard she will definitely put out for you on the first date. Tell me that's not a nice way to spend your Saturday night.
Philip: Maybe. Yeah, I guess. I don't know.
Jason: "I guess"? Gee, do I want to sit at home on Saturday night, alone, crying over Chloe, or getting some action from one of the hottest girls in school? Oh, yeah.
Philip: What you said before, you know, after the game, that it was about time I decided what was going to happen between me and Chloe -- does everyone think that she's calling the shots?
Jason: Well, yeah. I'm sorry to break it to you, but everybody thinks that Chloe's got you whipped.
Philip: Once again, I was a jerk, and I'm sorry. I told you I changed, but I sure didn't act like it, did I? I'm grateful you're even talking to me right now.
Chloe: Well, you did almost drown, and you had 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, that you're going to give me another chance? Oh, go 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, don't. Everyone's looking.
Philip: I'm glad. I want the whole school to see. Babe, 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, of course, I still care about you as a person, but I'm not going to be your girlfriend anymore. You're just going to have to accept that.
Philip: I can't believe this. Why didn't I realize what was happening?
Jason: You were so in love, you couldn't even see straight. You know, you were -- you were following her around like a puppy with your tongue hanging out. The word "wimp" comes to mind.
Philip: I don't know. I should deck you for saying that.
Jason: But you're not, because you know what I say is true.
Philip: You're right.
Belle: Chloe, I am so sorry that I'm late. I tried to call you, but you had already left.
Shawn-D: Yeah, how's it going, Chloe?
Chloe: Fine. It's good to be back at school and into the routine, right?
Shawn-D: Yeah, it is good to be back.. Belle and I might not be here if it hadn't been for you, so I just want to thank you again for coming through like you did.
Chloe: Well, thanks, but I didn't exactly do it on my own.
Belle: Yeah, my brother -- man.
Brady: Yeah, the man on the moon. Don't you have some hair magazine to look at?
Shawn-D: Yes, she does. She had me lead foot it over here just so she could check out all these new hairdos. Hey.
Brady: Ha ha.
Belle: They're so annoying, aren't they?
Chloe: Tell me about it.
Belle: Okay, so let's see.
Belle: Page 12 -- medium-length hairstyles. That would be me.
Brady: Oh, I'm out of here. Later.
Shawn-D: Hey, hang on.
Shawn-D: Now that you're feeling better, man, we should just go and hang out sometime.
Brady: Yeah, we can do that. Whatever.
Belle: Hey, Brady.
Belle: What is with you leaving like this?
Brady: I was just going to go to my bedroom, unless you want me to stay around and chat for a while. Mm. So... What are you doing this weekend?
Belle: Shawn and I are going to go to the movies on Saturday night.
Chloe: I didn't know that. You are?
Brady: Hang on a second. You're not going? No double date with Uncle Phil?
Chloe: Well, actually, Philip did ask me.
Belle: He did? You didn't tell me that. What did you say? Are you going to go? what that's all about.
Elizabeth: Yes, being suspicious is part of your character.
Elizabeth: Something you can't help. But the truth is, is I don't know where he would go.
Bo: You must have some idea.
Elizabeth: Actually, I suspect that he was involved in the underground somehow, fighting for the cause.
Bo: Oh. Fighting. Where?
Elizabeth: Why are you so curious about all of this?
Bo: Look, I -- I shouldn't be telling you this, but the truth is...
Brandon: So... How much is this woman blackmailing you for?
Lexie: $5,000. Pocket change.
Brandon: Pocket change?
Lexie: Mm-hmm. Compared to what she asked for after I gave it to her.
Brandon: You paid her off and she wanted more?
Lexie: A million big ones.
Brandon: A million?
Brandon: How can she expect you and Abe to come up with that kind of cash?
Lexie: She thinks I'll get it from my father.
Brandon: I am telling you, Lexie, you cannot let this woman blackmail you. Once it starts, it never stops.
Lexie: Brandon, what choice do I have?
Brandon: You cut her off. Tell her she's not getting another dime out of you. Or maybe you even threaten her, you know? Either she backs off or you tell Glen what she's up to... and you let the chips fall where they may.
Barb: I had to come home 'cause I had to tell you in person.
Glen: Tell me what?
Barb: In Salem, I found out for sure.
Barb: I found out about the baby.
Glen: The baby? What baby? You found out something about Marlo's kid?
Barb: Our kid, Glen. I did a test in Salem. I'm pregnant for sure. We're going to have a baby.
Belle: Well, what did you say to Philip? Are you going to go out with him on Saturday night?
Chloe: I told him no.
Belle: Um, why?
Chloe: Look, I really don't want to get into this right now.
Shawn-D: Yeah, so let's just drop it, okay?
Shawn-D: Good. So, Brady, man, now that your sister and I are going out, maybe you should hook up a date. We could double some time.
Brady: Thank you, Shawn, I'd love to, but I usually don't double-date with teenagers, especially with my little sister.
Chloe: Hmm, the truth is, you can't get a date.
Belle: Oh, Chloe. Don't be so mean.
Chloe: I'm mean? You should hear the stuff he says to me.
Brady: The truth is, Nicole and I have better things to do than sip Shirley Temples at .Com.
Belle: Nicole? As in Nicole Walker.
Shawn-D: Yeah, right.
Belle: Come on, Brady, I know you two went to the last blast together, but that does not mean you're going out. No offense, but Nicole's way out of your league. Besides, I don't think she's the right girl for you.
Chloe: Aww... Well, Belle, I'm not so sure about that. After all, Nicole is arrogant, self-absorbed, self-centered, pushy. She and Brady have a lot in common.
Brady: Oh, you're bashing my date. Obviously, you're jealous.
Chloe: Jealous. Yeah, jealous. Do you know how arrogant that sounds? I rest my case.
Shawn-D: Okay, all right, let's lighten up here, all right?
Belle: Yeah, the way you two go at it, you might as well just go to the movies on Saturday and work it out.
Jason: Hey, I know how girls can get to you if you let them. I mean, have you seen what kind of a nut case Jan has been lately?
Philip: She's giving you a hard time?
Jason: Oh, man, in the worst way. But you don't see me running after her, and you won't. They don't respect you if you let them drag you around by the nose. But if you let them do their own thing, they just always come running back.
Philip: You really think so?
Jason: Oh, man, I know so. And if takes Jan too long, then I'll just move on. There are so many fish in the sea, you know?
Philip: Mm... The girl is hot.
Jason: Yeah. You know what, Phil? If you really want Chloe back -- which beats me why you would -- but if you do, I think I've got a sure-fire way that'll make it happen.
Bo: My instincts are usually dead-on, and they tell me --
Elizabeth: And what are they telling you?
Bo: That I can trust you.
Elizabeth: I promise you, you can.
Bo: Okay. Well, here it is. As you know, my pop was born and raised in Ireland. So I grew up hearing all those stories about how his family and relatives were treated very poorly by the British.
Elizabeth: Look, I don't want to get in some debate with you about the troubles of Ireland. It was equally as difficult for England.
Bo: Okay, all right. Are you interested in this story?
Elizabeth: All right, go on.
Bo: The man who I was named for -- Beauregard -- was involved in the troubles over there. And I've always been interested to find out what happened to him. And my instincts, once again, have been telling me that your fiancé Colin knows something about Beauregard.
Elizabeth: Well, I can tell you this much -- I always thought that Colin was involved with people who were underground, doing questionable things for the cause -- some sort of investigation, cloak-and-dagger sort of stuff. I suppose I should be grateful that he wants to settle here in the States, away from all of that, away from the danger.
Glen: Baby, we're going to have a kid?
Barb: We sure are, Glennie.
Glen: Oh, my God. I can't believe it.
Barb: What's -- what's wrong? I thought you'd be happy.
Glen: Oh, I am. I'm real happy. I'm just worried.
Barb: About what?
Glen: Work. I told you things weren't going well. That's why I wanted to wait. Barb, they laid off three more guys while you were away. If we're having a kid, I can't afford to lose my job.
Barb: Don't worry. It's not going to be a problem.
Glen: How can you say that it's not going to be a problem? If I lose my -- no, no, no, no, no. You're not thinking about going back to work, are you? You can't, Barb. You've got to rest. You got to take it easy.
Barb: Look, I am pregnant, not disabled. I can go back to work if I wanted to. But... I don't have to.
Lexie: Well, you're crazy. Let the chips fall where they may? Brandon, you're talking about gambling with my son!
Brandon: No, Lexie, listen --
Lexie: No, I won't listen. If I don't pay that woman and she tells Glen or Hope, I could lose my baby. You want me to give up my baby? You don't think he's worth a million dollars? I say he's worth more to me than all the money in the world. I'll pay anything to make sure that blond bimbo goes away.
Brandon: The problem is, people like that don't go away. And how can you be certain that Glen isn't already in on this? On top of that, even if you give her the million, what's to guarantee that they won't let the truth come out after they get the money? Glen pretends he just found out and comes back to get his son.
Lexie: Oh, God.
Lexie: No. I'm positive that Glen doesn't know. No, no, I saw how desperate he was to keep Isaac when he believed he was his son.
Brandon: So Barb bleeds you for the money, then she tells him. Either way, it ends up the same. Glen comes back and legally claims his kid, and then he ends up with Isaac and the money.
Lexie: No. That will never happen.
Brandon: And how are you going to stop that?
Lexie: I could kill her.
Philip: So what's your idea? What's your sure-fire way of me getting Chloe back?
Jason: You ask Cynthia to the movies on Saturday. Make sure everybody finds out, which won't be a problem because, knowing Cynthia, she'll probably broadcast it over the P.A. at school. Everybody needs to get the word. And you need to make sure that Chloe finds out.
Philip: You really think this is going to make Chloe jealous?
Jason: Oh, man, it's going to drive her nuts, and right back into your arms. Plus, you get to spend a night with the hottest girl in school.
Shawn D.: Hey, that is a good idea. What do you think? The four of us going to movies together?
Belle: Sounds like fun.
Brady: Dream on, Belle. You're in never-never land. I'm out of here.
Belle: Sorry, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, trust me, I so do not care.
Belle: Would you have gone if Brady had said yes? Tell the truth, Chloe. Would you have said yes to a date with Brady?
Bo: So something's going on. Something strange. Well, go ahead. Fill me in. What do you know?
Caroline: Here he is.
Caroline: Clean and fed and ready for daddy.
Bo: Oh, thanks, Ma. Hey there, sleepy little guy.
Elizabeth: Well, I'm afraid Colin's not going to show up here after all. He's probably back at the hotel waiting for me.. à Bientôt
Bo: À Bientôt.
Elizabeth: Aw, he's such a little cutie-pie.
Bo: Yes, he is.
Caroline: Hmm. You and, ahem, the grand duchess seem to be getting along a lot better.
Caroline: My handsome son just charmed all the venom out of her.
Bo: Yeah, right. Well, I hope you're right.
Brandon: Look, I know how upset you are. But that kind of talk won't help. Lexie, look at me. You can't and won't kill Barb Reiber. I'm going to tell you what you are going to do, and this time, you're going to listen to me and do exactly as I say.
Barb: Want to count it? 5,000 big ones.
Glen: 5 grand? How in the hell did you get this kind of cash? We could save for 10 years and not have this much.
Barb: Well, it didn't take 10 years, did it? And there's plenty more where this came from.