Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 5/2/02
[Knock on door]
Craig: Come in.
Colin: I got a message you wanted to see me.
Craig: Oh, Colin, thanks for coming. I need a favor.
Colin: A favor? Is it personal or business?
Craig: Uh, it's both, actually. Um, I need you to take on one of my patients.
Colin: Mm. Trying to lighten the caseload so you can get in a little more golf.
Craig: Ha ha ha, I wish that were the case. Um, actually, it's -- it's a conflict of interest. I wouldn't be objective about this patient. You see, it's my stepdaughter Chloe.
Nancy: [Gasps] This is -- this is unbelievable. It's amazing.
Mimi: Rush, rush, rush, and now we're early.
Belle: So? They can always use some extra help around here.
Mimi: Well, I could've used a mocha frappalocha.
Belle: So we will get a diet soda and just wait in the lounge.
Mimi: But you didn't want to go to .Com, now, did you? Not that I blame you. Those jerks at school today, they were so mean.
Belle: It's nothing I didn't expect.
Mimi: The meanest person of all is whoever leaked all that stuff about your dad and Shawn's mom to the tabloids. I mean, you were so totally brave today going to school, unlike someone else we know. The "Noble and Heroic" Shawn Brady probably stayed home to take care of Jan. Creep -- she's got him totally wrapped.
Belle: Speaking of someone being wrapped...
Philip: Hey, Chloe, wait, I need to talk to you for a second.
Chloe: What are you doing, stalking me?
Shawn-D: I keep pulling this out of my wallet. Don't know why. It's not like I forgot what he looks like or ever will. Of course, he's going to look totally different in a couple of years, but... it's like I wanted to hurt, and I-I know that sounds crazy, because he's not even around anymore and not with us. But it's like if I start to feel okay, he might think that I'm over him, that I don't care anymore, and...
Jan: Shawn. It's not fair. I mean, not only did you lose J.T., but my baby, too. I wish there was some way I could make you feel better.
Bo: Come on, let's go downstairs.
Hope: No, not yet. I can't. Not yet, Bo. No, Bo, I...
Bo: Hope, what is it? What's wrong? Answer me.
Abe: Either you're a DiMera or a Carver. You can't be both. You know, I pray you make the right choice, Lexie.
Lexie: Eliana! Eliana! Start packing!
Rolf: What? Alexandra, wh-- what are you talking about? I-I don't understand. Packing?
Celeste: Alexandra, darling, what is going on with you?
Lexie: I'm taking Isaac and moving out.
Celeste: Moving out? Oh, darling, are you going home to Abraham?
Rolf: Celeste, I am sure that Alexandra knows exactly the right thing to do.
Bo: Hope, what is it? What's wrong?
Hope: Nothing. It was nothing. I-I just had another flash of light.
Hope: This time there was no vision, no dream, no -- no specific memory.
Bo: Come on. Let's get out of here. Let's go downstairs.
Hope: No, Bo, please... please, not yet. I just need to be in here alone a while longer, please.
Hope: I need to be in your room, J.T. I need to feel close to you, honey. J.T.
Jan: You've been so great to me, Shawn. Now it's my turn, okay?
Shawn-D: Hey. Where's Mom?
Bo: In J.T.'s room. Um, she needs some time alone. Listen, I got to head out. Um, you mind sticking around in case she needs anything?
Shawn-D: Yeah, I'm here.
Bo: I shouldn't be gone too long. Just something I got to take care of.
Shawn-D: All right. See ya.
Bo: See ya.
Shawn-D: I wish there was something I could do for my Mom.
Jan: I wish there was something I could do for you, Shawn. Wait. I have an idea. I know the perfect way to help make you feel better.
Abe: No, no. Ball's in your court, Lexie. It's time to decide. I just hope you make the right choice. Otherwise, I'm afraid I've lost you forever.
Celeste: Oh, darling, I am so proud of you. You made the wise decision moving back with your husband and getting out of this dreadful mansion.
Lexie: Well, your approval means everything to me, Mom.
Celeste: Oh, darling, I'm going to go and pack Isaac's things.
Rolf: Look, Alexandra, what on earth are you thinking? Giving up so easily?
Rolf: Going back to that house with Abe is the first step in giving Isaac to Hope.
Lexie: I know what I'm doing.
Rolf: No. No. You do not. You are making a big mistake, Alexandra.
Rolf: I will stop her. I must!
Brady: Ha ha! Carl!
Carl: My man Brady!
Brady: What's up? Oh, man, it's so good to see you. Look at you.
Carl: Look at you, getting around like a champ.
Brady: Well, thanks to you, Carl.
Craig: Colin, I, um, I've been watching you, and... you're good, which is why I've chosen you to be my stepdaughter's primary care-giver.
Colin: Thank you. That means a lot, coming from you. And I'm assuming you'll be very involved in Chloe's care, as well.
Craig: Absolutely. Um... tell me, what do you -- what do you know about Chloe?
Colin: Let's see, I was told she came to live with you and your wife only a couple of years ago, that she was given up by your wife at birth and then lost her adopted parents, reconnected with Mrs. Wesley.
Craig: Yeah, well, I, uh, I can see that the hospital grapevine is still alive and well and growing every day.
Colin: I also heard that she's a very talented singer.
Craig: Well, that she is. In fact, she just -- she just got accepted to Julliard, and Nancy and I are extremely proud. Anyway, about Chloe, uh, do me a favor. Take a look at this and tell me what you think.
Carl: So, what are you up to these days?
Brady: Oh, not much. I'm working, and, uh, I got my own place.
Carl: Yeah? Swinging bachelor pad, huh?
Brady: No, not really.
Carl: So, are you going to be playing the field, or, uh, is there one special lady?
Brady: Well, not one special -- well, not yet.
Chloe: You followed me here from school?
Philip: Yeah, so?
Chloe: So? That is sick. Philip, I don't want to see you, I don't want to talk to you, and if you come within 100 feet of me again, I'll get a restraining order. Got it?
Nancy: What happened, sweetheart? What did he say to you?
Chloe: I don't care to discuss it.
Nancy: Okay. Well, I'm just glad you're here, though you are a little early for your blood test, aren't you?
Chloe: A few minutes. Why?
Nancy: No reason. But it does give me time to share my good news with you. Chloe, I entered a cookie contest, and I'm a finalist. Well, aren't you going to congratulate me?
Philip: So she's just writing me off. Can you believe it?
Mimi: Philip --
Philip: No, no! She's just -- she's just confused, okay?
Belle: Oh, Philip, Chloe is obviously moving on.
Philip: Yeah, and I know who she's moving on with, and I'm putting a stop to it right now.
Belle: Philip, no!
Nancy: Can you imagine, Chloe? Everyone all over the country is going to be eating my cookies... if I win, that is.
Nancy: Come on, sweetheart, don't pay any attention to him, okay?
Chloe: I'm just making sure that he stays away from me.
Belle: Philip, have you not learned anything since the summer?
Mimi: And who's to say Brady's even interested in Chloe?
Philip: Not interested? Look at him.
Brady: Hey, Mrs. Wesley, Chloe, how are you doing?
Nancy: Hi. Oh. Oh, okay, um, I-I'll disappear. Um, don't forget you have that blood test. I'll see you in Craig's office.
Brady: Wait a second. Chloe, blood test? You're not still sick, are you?
Celeste: Oh, my beautiful boy. Yes, darling. Yes. Yes, darling. You're going home, darling. Do you know that, huh? Mm-hmm. Mommy and Daddy are taking you to your real home. Yes. Yes. Now, where are those diapers, huh? Let's see. Ah...
Celeste: No! No!
Lexie: Mom, what -- what is it?
Celeste: The baby, darling! He's gone, he's gone!
Rolf: You're late.
Cameron: Well, you didn't give me much notice.
Rolf: The kind of money we are paying you, you shouldn't need notice, especially since you failed completely in your mission to convince the Reibers not to take little J.T. from the Brady's.
Cameron: Now, look, if you are asking for a refund --
Rolf: No, no, no, no, you keep the $50,000.
Cameron: Really? Ha ha ha ha. What's the catch?
Rolf: You will perform another job for us. Only this time, you'd better get it right.
Jan: Grilled cheese and tomatoes. Your favorites.
Shawn-D: Thanks, but, uh, I'm not hungry.
Jan: No. Come on, you need to eat. It'll do you good.
Shawn-D: No, really, I-I don't want to eat. Sorry.
Jan: It's okay. I like to cook. For you, anyway. I know I don't seem like the domestic type, but I could be, if I was inspired. I see myself changing -- getting more mature, finding a job. I was even thinking about blowing off the rest of senior year.
Shawn-D: But if you don't go to high school, then you can't go to college. And you were thinking about going back East, weren't you?
Jan: Yeah, but... I decided I'm not going to go. I don't like the snow, and besides, I'd miss... my friends. I was thinking college in sunny California. Now, that's more my style. So if it's not too late, I was going to try to get into Pepperdine, like you.
Shawn-D: I-I changed my mind. I'm not going to college. What's the point?
Jan: Yeah. Yeah, I know how you feel. Hey... I have an idea. Why don't we just hit the road?
Shawn-D: Hit the road.
Jan: Yeah. Just forget about school. Forget about everything. We could backpack across Europe. Leave all our troubles behind. What do you say?
Abe: Oh, Bo.
Bo: Abe. I called the station. They told me you had moved back in here.
Abe: Yeah, yeah.
Bo: We need to talk.
Abe: Come in.
Bo: They took J.T. Glen's got him now.
Abe: I, uh, I'm sorry. I know this doesn't come as a surprise, but I'm sorry. I wish there were something I could do to help.
Bo: There is. You can give Hope her son.
Hope: What are you doing here?
John: I want to put the memory chip back in so you can remember.
Hope: Bo won't let you.
John: Bo's not here.
Hope: I have to remember. Remember... I have to remember the father of my baby.
Hope: Remember... have to remember.
John: I want to put the memory chip back in so you can remember.
Hope: No. No. [Sea gulls chirping] [Bell dinging] [Bell dinging] [Creaking]
Hope: Tell me who you are.
Hope: But the DNA test proved that you can't be Isaac's father.
Hope: No, please, don't go. Don't go. Please, don't go.
Hope: Who are you?
Hope: Who are you? Remember. I have to remember. Remember.
Bo: Isaac belongs with his biological mother.
Abe: You know, why don't we let the legal system make the final decision?
Bo: Why? Hope will win a custody battle. Why drag it out?
Abe: Bo, you're pushing this to distract Hope from her grief. You're hoping that the pain she feels from losing J.T. will lessen if she has Isaac.
Bo: What's wrong with that? Is that not a good reason?
Abe: Do you really think it's as simple as replacing one baby in Hope's heart with another?
Rolf: So, are you ready for your little acting part?
Cameron: Well, I guess I'll finally get to make use of all of those drama classes I took in college.
Rolf: Hmm. Remember, Sarah Bernhardt, you owe me...big time. There will be dire consequences if the debt is not paid in full.
Cameron: Don't worry. I'll make good. I promise.
Rolf: You'd better. Now get yourself in order and prepare to give the performance of a lifetime. Lights, camera, action.
Lexie: Ma, how dare you scare me like that? Are you crazy?
Celeste: Oh, darling, it must have been a vision. Oh, it was terrible, Alexandra. I mean, one second he was there, and then the next, darling, he was gone -- gone out of our lives.
Lexie: Oh, my God.
Celeste: Maybe it was just a warning. Yes, you see, because I was thinking about how he's not going to be in this crib any longer, how he's going home to his old room and his old crib. That's all it was, Alexandra, I'm sure, darling.
Lexie: Okay, okay, but no more hysterics, okay? I'm going to finish packing.
Lexie: Mom, um, don't just stand there making me nervous. Make yourself useful, huh?
Celeste: Oh, yes. Of course, darling.
Lexie: Yeah, look, look, um, why don't you pick up some groceries for me and meet me back at the house, hmm? The Carver house.
Celeste: That's an excellent idea. Yes, I'll see you there, all right?
Lexie: Okay. Okay.
Lexie: I have to do this. I have to.
Jan: Well, what do you say? I mean, we could just forget about the whole school thing for now and hitchhike across Europe. It would be so cool, right?
Shawn-D: No. I-I couldn't do that. I couldn't leave now. It would be too hard on my parents. And down the line, yeah, I'm thinking about becoming a Merchant Marine.
Jan: You're kidding, right? You'd rather spend time in some boiler room on a ship than see the world?
Shawn-D: Jan, I can't do it, okay?
Jan: Why not?
Shawn-D: It -- it would be too hard on my parents, especially my Mom. I --
Jan: She has your dad, Shawn, and the rest of your family. I don't have anyone. I need you. And you need me. J.T. is gone, and you feel terrible about that. I can be there for you. Please, Shawn, just let me be there for you.
Shawn-D: Okay, all right. [Laughs] What do you think you're doing?
Brady: Here, Chloe, these are the Arias you asked for. Now, I earmarked the two that I think will be best for your Julliard audition.
Chloe: Thanks. That's great.
Brady: Now answer my question. Why are you having more blood tests done?
Chloe: It's no big deal. Craig just thinks I'm a little anemic, which isn't uncommon in kids my age.
Brady: Look how pathetic Philip is, staring at you like that.
Chloe: I am never speaking to him again. Philip and I are over forever.
Brady: Okay, I'll make a note of that.
Chloe: Look, I have to go, but thanks for bringing this music.
Brady: You're welcome. See you.
Philip: Hey, Chloe, let me -- let me explain.
Philip: Let me explain! Come on.
Mimi: Are you crazy?
Mimi: Somebody's got to keep an eye on this poor boy and make sure he stays out trouble. I nominate you. We'll put our uniforms on in shifts, okay?
Brady: Something big went down between Chloe and Philip. I'm going to find out what it was.
Craig: I've ordered blood panel work, post-antibiotics.
Colin: How's she been overall?
Craig: Well, the strep is gone, but she's still a little tired. Anyway, uh, here's what I need to request. I really don't want to worry her or her mother, so I need you to be extremely careful on anything you say --
Nancy: Be careful? Careful about what?
Craig: Hi, sweetheart. Um, I was just asking Dr. Murphy if he would help out with Chloe.
Nancy: What? Now she needs two doctors?
Craig: Nancy, you know I can't take care of her. It's a conflict. Besides, I, uh, I was warning Colin on how much of a handful Chloe can be.
Nancy: That she can be. But, um, I don't think you need to worry. You seem the kind of person that she actually likes -- so cool and reserved. Besides, you're not going to have to do too much, anyway, right? Just take a blood test, prescribe a few vitamins. Right, Craig?
Craig: Absolutely. That's probably all it's going to amount to.
Nancy: Wait, wait, "probably"? So what you're try-- Dr. Murphy, is my daughter's condition serious? Is that what my husband's been telling you?
Mimi: Chloe. I was trying to catch up with you before work.
Chloe: What's up?
Mimi: Did you come up with any leads today at school? About Jan's miscarriage?
Chloe: No, it's been kind of hard, since both Jan and Shawn are M.I.A. and when this test is over with and my audition's done, I'll have more time to dig up some info.
Mimi: Yeah, 'cause I am so totally sure Belle didn't cause Jan to lose her baby.
Chloe: Yeah, but we need to find a way to prove it.
Mimi: And we will. But, hey, I got to go. Talk to you later?
Nancy: Please, Dr. Murphy, is that what my husband's been telling you?
Chloe: Oh, hi. I'm sorry. Just keep on talking.
Craig: Chloe, come on in. You know Dr. Murphy, don't you?
Chloe: Yes, we've met. At that big "Mother of The Year" party.
Colin: Right, of course.
Craig: Dr. Murphy is going to be in charge of your test.
Craig: Well, because I'm a family member, and I should bow out.
Colin: Congratulations on your acceptance into Julliard, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, thank you.
Colin: What kind of singing do you do?
Chloe: Opera, mostly.
Colin: I'm afraid I'm a little less high brow. I'm a big u2 fan.
Chloe: Me too. Bono is the best. Well, anyway, I have this really big master class audition for Julliard, and I can't miss it.
Colin: Oh. Then we'd better get your blood drawn so you can be on your way to New York City.
Nancy: Chloe, maybe I should stay with you while you have the test.
Chloe: Why? Craig's just being overly cautious, as usual. I mean, it's no big deal. I'm fine, right?
Brady: Hey, Belle, what's up with Chloe and Philip?
Belle: Well, Brady, that happens to be none of your business.
Brady: Oh, give me a break. I mentioned Philip's name to Chloe. She started spitting nails. She suddenly hates the guy. I want to know why.
Belle: Okay, listen, there was this home surveillance video of Philip and Cynthia making out. They didn't go all the way, but it was pretty hot and heavy. And I saw it. Don't ask why or how. All you need to know is I didn't mean to, and I certainly wish I hadn't. Chloe saw it, too. She freaked out, of course.
Brady: How could he do this to her?
Belle: Guys and sex -- I don't know. I'm clueless... and totally turned off. Look, Brady, I got to go, but do not tell Chloe I told you all that, okay?
Brady: Okay, fine.
Belle: See you later.
Brady: All right, get up, you stupid son of a --
Lexie: Cameron, what are you doing here?
Cameron: Take a look.
Lexie: What's this?
Cameron: The judge's ruling.
Lexie: What? Well, there's no way this could have happened yet.
Cameron: You have 48 hours to turn over Isaac to Bo and Hope Brady.
Lexie: No. No, there must be some mistake.
Cameron: Read it for yourself. It's all quite legal and binding.
Lexie: Wh-- wh-- what am I going to do?
Rolf: I thought you had already made that decision -- to go back to the house with Abe, which means you will only have your son for another two days. And then he won't be your son anymore. He will be Hope's.
Lexie: No. No. No, no, I am not giving him up.
Rolf: Listen, the only way to keep Isaac is to call your father and seek his help.
Lexie: Okay. Okay, I'll do it. Anything to keep my baby.
Rolf: Then get ready. There isn't a moment to lose.
Hope: Wait, please. Please, I have to know. Are you the father of my baby? Please!
Hope: You? It's you.
Abe: You know, I'm not going to fight the law I've been sworn to uphold, nor will I try to circumvent it. You want to hurry things up for Hope's sake, and I want to slow things down for Lexie's sake... even though I haven't been very happy with the way she's been handling things. In fact, we had a falling out over how to proceed with this custody issue. I've given her an ultimatum. Move back in here, do things the right way -- my way -- or we're through.
Bo: I'm sorry things are going badly with the two of you, but I'm not surprised, the way she's been acting.
Bo: I trust you, Abe. I always have. I do not trust Lexie, not anymore. So I'm warning you. Keep your wife in line, or there'll be hell to pay. Hope and I will take Isaac. There's nothing you or Lexie can do about it.
Chloe: Well, is it a big deal or not?
Craig: Not. It's just a blood test, Chloe. So I want you to stop with all the questions, and I want you to go with Dr. Murphy, okay? And don't give him as much lip as you give me, you understand?
Chloe: Only if he gives me straighter answers than you do.
Craig: I'm serious.
Colin: Since Dr. Wesley is my boss, I'll be sure to treat you royally, Chloe. Come on.
Nancy: Craig, everything's going to be all right, isn't it?
Craig: Of course it is. It's going to be fine.
Belle: Hey, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, hi, Belle, Mimi.
Chloe: Oh, uh, do you guys know Dr. Murphy?
Belle: Yeah, we've met before.
Colin: Ah, of course. You're Dr. Evans' daughter.
Mimi: And I'm Mimi, Belle's best friend and fellow candy striper.
Colin: Nice to meet you, Mimi.
Colin: Well, I'll see you around, ladies.
Belle: Mimi! You were so hitting on him.
Mimi: He can operate on me anytime.
Belle: Oh, you're acting just like Jan and Cynthia.
Mimi: I was just kidding. God, what happened to the Belle Black sense of humor?
Belle: I'm sorry. I'm just really mad at myself. I spilled everything about the Philip and Cynthia video to Brady.
Belle: My brother is such a hothead. Who knows what he's going to do now.
Brady: Philip, I should be putting a world of hurt on you for what you did to Chloe. You make some sex video with Cynthia, and Chloe has to see that?
Philip: It wasn't a sex video.
Brady: Chloe seems to think otherwise.
Philip: Why don't you get a life, Brady?
Brady: Me? Philip, you're the one who's obsessed.
Philip: Get out of my face.
Brady: Not until you get out of Chloe's life, punk.
Philip: Why, so you can make a move on her, huh? That's what you've been trying to do all along, isn't it?
Woman: Hey, this is a hospital, not a boxing ring. Lower your voices. You let him go.
Brady: This isn't over yet.
Philip: Yeah. Yeah, you're damn right, it isn't.
Jan: Um, I'm sorry. I just -- I wanted to give you a hug. I could see how upset you were about losing J.T., and I just -- I wanted to be there for you, Shawn, like you're always there for me.
Shawn-D: Okay, okay. All right. Yeah. Forget it.
Bo: Hey, did your mom come down yet?
Shawn-D: No, not yet.
Jan: Oh. Wow. I --
Jan: I guess I haven't fully recovered from my miscarriage yet. Whew. I-I think I need to go lay down. Could you come upstairs and keep me company for a little while?
Shawn-D: Not now. Look, I, uh... I have to get out of this house. I'm going to go on a run or something, okay? So I'll catch you later.
Bo: You okay?
Hope: Bo, I fell asleep, and --
Hope: The dream.
Bo: You had it again?
Hope: I did. Yeah, I did, I did. I -- I remember. I remember, Bo.
Rolf: Ha. Brava, La Cameron. Your performance was superb. Alexandra never suspected that the document was fake. And now she is doing exactly what her father and I want her to do. I'll talk to you later.
Lexie: Eliana, hurry. Bring Isaac down. We have to leave now.