Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 6/18/02
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Caroline: Can you believe it? It's 10 years since we first opened that door to business.
Roman: And still the best damn hash browns in town.
Caroline: Hmm. Would that be my hint to get you seconds?
Roman: You are pretty quick, Mom. Ha ha.
Kate: Hello, Roman.
Roman: Well, this is a surprise, Kate. This is not your usual breakfast hangout.
Kate: It wasn't my choice, actually. The person that I'm meeting suggested it, and I thought, what the hey?
Roman: Well, I will make sure that you're well taken care of.
Kate: Aren't you going to give me the third degree? You know, ask me about who I'm meeting and why.
Brady: Aw, Chloe. I got to help her. I got to find a way to -- at least I was there when they brought her in. But why? Who sent me that message? What the...
Marlena: What time is it?
John: Still pretty early. You want me to take her up?
Marlena: No, no. Let her sleep. Sweet girl.
John: I missed you last night.
Marlena: I missed you, too. But she needed me. She kept asking about Chloe and why this had to happen. I don't know how you make sense of it. One day your daughter is going off to college... [Yawns] And the next moment... I don't know how Nancy and Craig are going to get through this.
Craig: Nancy, you've been here all night, sweetheart. You got to get some rest.
Nancy: Craig, did you know that there are over 10,000 cases of AML diagnosed every year? I mean, and that's just in the United States.
Craig: I-I know, sweetheart. I think you need to go home and get some sleep, okay?
Nancy: I need to help Chloe.
Craig: Nancy, listen to me. She's in good hands here. Her oncologist is excellent. He's the best in the Midwest, and I told you, I'm going to --
Nancy: "Leukemia results when the process of maturation from stem cell to white blood cell goes awry and produces a cancerous change."
Nancy: "The change results in a rearrangement of pieces of chromosomes."
Craig: Nancy! Don't do this.
Nancy: Do what, Craig? Educate myself on my daughter's disease? What do you want me to do, go home and sit in front of the television and watch "Ricki Lake"?
Craig: I want you to go home and get some rest.
Nancy: I don't intend to rest until I learn everything I can about this disease, till I learn how I can save my daughter's life.
Colin: Nicole, you're pretty fast. You know that?
Nicole: Not fast enough, obviously.
Colin: Hey. Have breakfast with me.
Nicole: Are you crazy? I get sick just thinking about you, never mind sitting across the table from you.
Colin: Then we'll sit side by side.
Nicole: I hate you.
Colin: No, you donít.
Nicole: The only reason you invited me on that stupid weekend away is because you knew Brandon and Jennifer were going to be there. You used me, Colin. No man is allowed to use me.
Colin: But I bet you've used plenty of men. Don't look offended. I meant it as a compliment.
Nicole: Look, I don't know what kind of game you're playing here, but --
Colin: What if I promise to let you in on my game every rule, no secrets. One cup of coffee, and you'll know it all. What do you say?
Nicole: This better be good.
Caroline: Hello, Nicole.
Caroline: Got just the table for you.
Roman: You know, Kate, you and I are always going to be connected 'cause of will, but beyond that, I really don't give a damn how you spend your time or with whom.
Kate: Ha ha. I don't believe that.
Roman: Really? Why, because you're so fascinating?
Kate: Mm-hmm. To you I am.
Roman: Right. And that's why I'm going to go back there, and I'm going to eat my hash browns, because believe me, they are fascinating.
Kate: Oh, Roman, come on. Why don't you sit down? You know, that way you'll be here when my mysterious person arrives.
Roman: What are you up to, Kate?
Bart: 4, 3, 2, cue the sound, roll tape.
Kate: Well, Roman, thank you for joining me.
Roman: Well, Kate, I like to live dangerously.
Brady: Come on.
[Jabbing at keyboard]
Brady: What the hell? Where are you?
Brady: Search... leukemia.
Woman: Chloe, you shouldn't be out of bed.
Chloe: The sunrise -- it's beautiful.
Woman: So are these.
Woman: The boy stopped by this morning.
Chloe: He stopped by? Didn't he ask to see me?
Woman: Honey, you can't have visitors right now. Your doctors want you to rest. But I'm sure he'll be the first to stop by as soon as we get the okay. He's very persistent, that boy.
Chloe: Yes, he is.
Marlena: I'm going to wait until I know that Belle is okay and then go check Chloe at the hospital.
Marlena: I don't have any patients until afternoon. What about you?
John: Got to take a meeting. In fact, right about now.
Marlena: Really? So early?
John: Is that a problem?
Marlena: No, I --
John: You're suspicious.
Marlena: Yes, I think I have a right to be after last night -- the way you tore up DiMeraís. You were frantic. You were upset.
John: You shouldn't have followed me.
Marlena: Am I allowed to worry about you?
John: You're allowed to do anything you want, and I am allowed to react to it.
Marlena: I need you to be honest with me, John.
John: And I need you to trust me.
Belle: Mom, Dad, why are you fighting?
Marlena: Honey, Daddy and I were not fighting.
John: No. Just, um... a little tense, that's all. And how are you?
Belle: I'm okay.
John: You know, Chloe is very lucky to have such a caring friend. I love you.
Belle: I love you, too, Dad.
John: I got to go. Call me if you need me.
Marlena: Uh, John -- I'll see you later.
Marlena: Now, why don't you get on your snuggly pajamas and crawl into bed?
Belle: No, I'm awake now. I really want to go see Chloe.
Marlena: Honey, you can't see Chloe at the hospital not for a while.
Belle: Why not?
Marlena: She's had her first chemo, and they don't want her to be upset. They want her to get her rest. I'm sure you can see her soon.
Belle: All of the problems in my life seem so meaningless right now.
Marlena: Instant perspective, huh?
Marlena: You know that Chloe's illness does not mean that you can't be concerned about your own problems. Life does go on.
Belle: I know, and even if all of this had never happened to Chloe, I still wouldn't be worried about my problems right now, because everything is so much better than it was before.
Marlena: You mean with Shawn?
Belle: I found out at the dance that Jan and Shawn never... Mom, Shawn did not get Jan pregnant.
Craig: Good morning.
Nancy: I'm sorry I wasn't here when you, um... you woke up.
Chloe: That's okay.
Nancy: How did you sleep?
Chloe: Mm, not so good. They keep coming in to check on you.
Craig: You got some beautiful flowers there.
Chloe: Yeah. They're from Philip.
Chloe: He stopped by earlier, but evidently, I'm not allowed visitors.
Craig: Well, that's only for the time being, sweetheart. It's not a good idea to expose you to too many people.
Chloe: The chemotherapy's going to make me feel worse, isn't it? I mean, more than I already do.
Craig: It's going to save your life, and it's going to be worth it.
Chloe: How can you be so sure? I mean, that it's going to save my life. You can't be sure about that.
Craig: You're right. I'm not sure. It's just something I believe, sweetheart, and... I think you should believe it, too.
Belle: So I told you everything there is to know. Shawn was protecting Jan and her baby. Yes, he lied, but it was for a good reason.
Marlena: Belle, a crime was committed, and Shawn did not tell anybody about it. I know that he is young and naive and has a very big heart. I understand that. What he did was very, very misguided.
Belle: Yes, I know. I know that it was wrong, but that doesn't mean I'm still going to be mad at him. He thought he was saving a baby's life. That's all it was about. He never slept with Jan. He never even kissed her, and now she's gone.
Marlena: So... going to forgive and forget, hmm?
Belle: Mom, last night, when I was dancing with Shawn, I was in his arms, and it felt so amazing. Philip was with Chloe, I was with Shawn, and... for one beautiful romantic moment, everything just seemed so perfect.
Caroline: I'll get that right out to you.
Nicole: You have five seconds to make good on that promise.
Colin: Whoa. The pressure.
Nicole: Cards on the table, Colin, now.
Colin: Fine. Fine. The truth is, nothing happened between Jennifer and me.
Nicole: But you wanted it to.
Colin: Okay. Okay. You're right. Perhaps I did use you, just a little.
Nicole: How do you use someone just a little? You either do or you don't, and you did, so who the hell needs it?
Colin: Wait. Please. Nicole... you and I, we're cut from the same cloth, so I figure, why not use that to our advantage? How about we form an alliance to help each other get what we want in life and maybe enjoy a little gratification along the way? What do you say?
Kate: Ah, there he is.
John: Sorry I'm late. Roman, how you doing?
[Cellular phone rings]
Roman: Hey, John.
Kate: Well, Roman saw me sitting all alone, and he was kind enough to come over and keep me company. He's such a gentleman. John, why don't you sit down?
John: Well, thanks.
Roman: Hang on. Um, look, I got to take this. But I do want to talk to you about what happened last night. You got some time later?
John: Yeah, I'll catch you before you leave.
Roman: All right. Good.
John: All right. Kate, I want to thank you for meeting me like this.
Kate: Well, this is no problem, but, uh... I mean, I wasn't sure because we could have talked at the office if it was business. Could this be pleasure?
John: Well, yeah, this is definitely pleasure, and you cannot tell Marlena about this, okay?
Bart: Wait till you hear this, Rolfski. John and Kate keeping secrets from Marlena. Interesting.
Kate: Thank you.
John: Just a shot, Caroline.
Caroline: It's good to see you, John.
John: It's good to see you again. Thank you.
Caroline: You're welcome.
John: Now... since the last party I threw was nothing but a bunch of guys sitting around drinking beer and eating chips --
Kate: Right, and this is your anniversary and not a super bowl party, you want it to be special?
John: That'd be nice, yeah. Any suggestions?
Kate: You're going to have to let me handle the whole thing. I mean, the invitations, the caterers -- now, do you want it to be splashy with an extensive guest list, or is this, like, a cozy, small affair, just a few close friends?
John: Hold on, Kate. I think you're ahead of yourself here. I'm just looking for some suggestions. I don't want you to plan the whole thing. I mean, you do have a job, remember?
Kate: Oh, please, please. I could do this in my sleep. Besides, it would be a lot of fun for me. I adore this kind of thing.
John: All right. All right, if you say so.
Kate: Absolutely. No problem. Here, why don't you give me some details?
Colin: The jog made you thirsty. Can I order you another?
Nicole: No, this is fine.
Colin: I insist. No waitress in sight, however. I'll go find someone.
Kate: What date did you have in mind for this top-secret party, hmm?
John: How about this Friday?
Kate: This Friday?
John: Yeah. Well, I mean, I know that our anniversary is a couple weeks away, but I thought I'd just kind of spring it on her, you know, when she least expects it, hmm?
Kate: Well, I mean, it's kind of last-minute, but I do have connections. I think I can make it work.
John: All right, then let's go for it.
[Knock on door]
Brady: Belle. How you doing?
Belle: I'm hanging in there. You? You were up all night, weren't you?
Brady: Uh, yeah. After I left the hospital, I went for a long walk. You know, to clear my head.
Belle: Brady, I was wondering, how did you know to go to the hospital?
Brady: Well... actually, I -- I got a message.
Belle: Really? From who?
Marlena: How is she?
Nancy: About as well as can be expected. She had her first chemo treatment last night.
Marlena: How are you?
Nancy: I wish I could trade places with her.
Marlena: I won't pretend to know what you're going through right now. Must be terribly painful. I want you to know that I am here anytime. If I can do anything at all...
Nancy: Thank you Marlena, but not for me. For Chloe. I want everyone to help. Everyone should focus on my little girl, my beautiful little girl.
Roman: Yeah, yeah. That's good information to have.
Kate: I can't wait to get started on this. It's going to be fun.
John: Well, that's what I'm hoping.
Roman: All right, yeah. You got it. We'll talk again soon.
John: Listen, I think Roman's wrapping up his phone call. I want to talk to him before he leaves. Can you hold on a second?
Roman: Yeah. Okay. Okay, you got it.
Bart: This is going to be good. I'm all ears, boys.
Roman: All right, I just got done talking to Shanahan.
Roman: Seems the ISA has picked up rumblings within the DiMera empire. Now, not from Stefano himself, but there's something definitely going down.
John: Yeah, I knew it. I can feel it.
Bart: Hey, talk a little faster, why don't ya!
Nicole: You know, I was going to scare up a waitress and order a piece of toast or whatever, but no such luck. I mean, have you noticed that your adorable aunt Caroline has managed to totally ignore us? I don't even know why I come to this restaurant. The service is pathetic. Hello? Are you even listening?
Nicole: All right, you know what? That's it. I am not going to be used and ignored. No way, no how. You're on your own.
Kate: Well, well, well. What do we have here? Dating someone from your own generation.
Nicole: Keep moving, Kate.
Kate: I wonder what Victor would think of this. Although you look like a man who can take care of himself. However, most men have a hard time sleeping at night when they know they've crossed Victor Kiriakis.
Colin: Your first impression of me was right on the money. I can take care of myself.
Kate: Let's hope so.
Colin: Such a pleasant lady.
Nicole: Ha ha.
Colin: Now, where were we?
Colin: The hospital. Oh, I'm sorry, Nicole. I need to go, but we'll continue this discussion another time. I promise.
Roman: Well, listen, Mom. You know, Colin may be family, but, uh, there is something about him that makes my skin crawl.
Caroline: You sound just like your brother.
Roman: Well, I'll tell you what -- I'll be keeping a close eye on Doc Murphy.
Caroline: Oh, go eat your hash browns.
Kate: I assure you, this party will be my -- biggest priority, as soon as I put our latest basic Black ad campaign to rest.
John: Yeah? Which one's that?
Kate: You got the memo. The swimsuit series is going to coincide with the upcoming Gemini meteor shower. I mean, why not cash in on what promises to be a fascinating, fascinating worldwide phenomenon? Thousands of meteors will strike. No one knows where.
John: Just... could destroy the world.
Kate: John, don't tell me you're one of those fanatics who think the meteor showers signal the beginning of Armageddon.
John: Just want to keep my family safe, and I want to show the love of my life a night she will never forget.
Marlena: That sounds intriguing. I'd like to hear some more about that.
John: Ha ha.
Brady: It -- it was my computer.
Belle: Oh, you mean you got, like, an instant message or an e-mail or something. Brady: Mm-hmm, yeah, right.
Belle: But who was it from? Who else knew that Chloe collapsed? Unless it was Mimi. Or maybe it was one of the kids at the dance, because everyone's got PDA and wireless messaging.
Brady: Yeah, I-I suppose so.
Belle: Who else could it be, Bra? Did you do a search?
Brady: Yes. I-I checked everything -- all my files -- and nothing. It's almost like it was...
Belle: It's almost like it was what? Tell me, Brady.
Craig: You going to watch her sleep?
Nancy: Craig, I don't mind.
Craig: Nancy, I think that you shouldn't --
Nancy: I want to be there when she wakes up.
Craig: Look, if you're there when she wakes up, she's going to think you're worried.
Nancy: Craig, I am worried. What's wrong with her knowing that?
Craig: Nancy, listen. Look, I'm not trying to be hard on you, sweetheart. I just --
Nancy: Craig... I have to be who I am.
Craig: I know. Who you are is perfect -- perfect and wonderful.
Nancy: Thank you.
Craig: Hey. Hey, Colin.
Nancy: Hi, Dr. Murphy.
Colin: I was just about to check on Chloe.
Nancy: She's sleeping right now.
Colin: Miss Wesley, your daughter is an extraordinary young woman, and I want you to know we're all going to fight like hell to get her out of this hospital as soon as possible, to get her well.
Nancy: Thank you, but we are going do more than fight. We are going to win. Chloe's dreams -- my daughter's dreams -- they are all -- they're all going to come true, Craig. I have -- I have no doubt.
Kate: Well... ha ha. Why don't I leave the two of you alone? John, I'm going to get to work on that project we discussed right away.
John: All right. Thank you.
Kate: It was really good seeing you.
Marlena: Good to see you, too, Kate. Don't get up. Don't get up. Anything you want to tell me?
Kate: Uh-oh. Leaving alone, I see.
Nicole: Not alone enough.
Kate: Better be careful. You're losing your touch. They're going to strip you of Salem's vamp of the year award.
Nicole: Well, at least I don't have to worry about competition from you, Kate. Your vamp days ended just about the time polyester went out of style.
Colin: Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you.
Chloe: That's okay.
Colin: How are you feeling this morning?
Chloe: Well, I've had better days. How much longer am I going to feel like this?
Colin: Hmm. Well, the flu-like symptoms you'll probably have until we finish the first round of chemo, so we're looking at another week to 10 days. We can probably give you something to help ease the nausea.
Chloe: But that's it? Okay, yeah, I know. You can't do anything for me. I can't do anything but just wait and wait and then wait some more, and even if I do get better, there are no guarantees it'll stay that way, are there?
Colin: No, not for any of us.
Chloe: So you just --
Colin: You fight, and we fight, and you try to have faith that it's all going to be okay, that it's all going to be worth it.
Brady: Look, Belle, the message isn't important right now. What matters is Chloe.
Belle: Can you believe it? A couple of weeks ago, we were studying for finals and fighting over the last slice of pizza, but now...
Brady: Yeah, well, if anybody can beat this thing -- she's a survivor, Belle.
Belle: Yeah. That's Chloe -- a survivor.
Nancy: Myelodisplastic syndrome of the -- where the -- Craig, what does this mean?
Craig: Oh, sweetheart, trust me, that's -- that's complicated.
Nancy: Well, then, uncomplicate it so that I can understand it.
Craig: Sweetheart, look... it means that if -- if the chemo doesn't destroy all the leukemia cells, then the only chance for a cure is a bone marrow transplant.
Nancy: Bone ma-- well, then, test mine! Take it all! Take it now!
Craig: Honey, I wish I could. I wish it were that easy, but Chloe has to be in remission before we give her a bone marrow transplant. That's what the chemo's for.
Nancy: Craig, I can be a donor. Just test me now. I know I can be a donor.
Craig: Okay, fine. We'll get you tested, but... I got to tell you, Nancy, it's not a sure thing. I mean, rarely do parents and children match. Siblings, on the other hand...
Nancy: But Chloe doesn't have any siblings.
Craig: Not that we know of.
Nancy: Oh, no.
Craig: No, no, no, Nancy, Nancy, listen to me. A half-brother, a half-sister -- it -- it -- her biological father could have had a child. That's a stronger possibility of a match. This is Chloe's life we're talking about, sweetheart. Now, you have to tell me. I want to know who Chloe's father is.
Roman: Kate, you should stop by more often.
Kate: Is that so?
Roman: Yeah, the food, the fellowship --
Kate: Any other reasons?
Roman: Should there be?
John: Come on, honey. Cut me a break, will you? I was just telling Kate how much you mean to me and how try to make every night with you more memorable than last.
Marlena: You mean more memorable than last night? When will you tell me exactly what happened at the DiMera mansion?
John: He's coming back. Stefano. There is no doubt I my mind.
Bart: Oh, man, we got trouble.
John: I don't want you
Bart: Rolfski, John Black may be getting too close for comfort. Should we take him... o-u-t... out?
Colin: Your vitals look good.
Chloe: I still have a pulse, huh?
Colin: A strong one. Who are the flowers from?
Chloe: A friend.
Colin: Mm. I expect the room to be full of flowers once word gets around you're here.
Chloe: Don't count on it.
Colin: A beautiful young lady like you? I'm sure you have boyfriends aplenty.
Chloe: Nope, not a one.
Colin: Aah, I find that hard to believe.
Chloe: Well, what about you, Dr. Murphy? I find it hard to believe that there's not a wedding ring on that finger.
Colin: My love life is, uh... well, let's just say it's complicated. I'll be back in a little while. Try to get some rest, huh?
Chloe: [Sighs] Complicated. I know exactly what you mean.
Nicole: I came to see Brandon, but I was thinking about our conversation in the pub, and, well, I wanted to say that I would be open to having a drink with you, if, of course, you happen to invite me.
Nicole: Give me a call.
Nancy: All right, Craig. I will tell you, but only if...
Craig: If what?
Nancy: Only if I am not a match and there's no alternative. I tell you what, Craig, let's go do it now. Let's get me tested and find out if I can be a donor for Chloe, and then if I can't, I promise I will tell you who her father is.
Craig: Okay. Let's do it.
Belle: I was thinking maybe I should send Chloe a gift -- you know, like flowers or something.
Brady: Why send it? You should bring it to her. She'd love to see you.
Belle: Yeah, but Mom said she can't have any visitors because she needs her rest. I'm sure I'll figure something out. I just -- I want her to know I'm thinking about her.
Brady: She knows that, Belle.
Belle: Thanks, Brady, for being you.
Brady: Yeah, I love you.
Belle: Love you, too. I'm going to go.
Brady: Ha ha ha. Thanks for stopping by.
Belle: Yeah. [Grunts] I'll call you later.
Brady: All right. Have a good day.
Brady: [Groans] Oh, please, God... help Chloe. Help me.
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