Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 7/19/02
Shawn-D: Yeah, thatís great. But, uh, what are they wearing?
Belle: I don't know.
Shawn-D: What is that?
Belle: [Clears throat]
Shawn-D: Uh... um, what -- what -- what are -- what are they doing?
Belle: Well, it looks to me like she's trying to become your new girlfriend.
Marlena: A formal invitation?
Marlena: That's ridiculous.
John: Well, that's the way count Anthony DiMera does things.
Marlena: Well, he invited us to supper, but... I don't know. Is that such a big deal?
Marlena: You know, the more I think about this, the less I like the idea.
John: Oh, come on, doc.
Marlena: Can't you just call him and say that, I don't know, it's a bad night for us, and maybe reschedule?
John: We already said we'd be there. Besides, isn't it possible that we may actually have a good time?
Marlena: No, that's not possible. What's more likely is we'll have a terrible time.
Brandon: Now why would your brother invite me to this thing, anyway -- this dinner party? It's obvious he doesn't like me.
Lexie: Would you stop? Tony knows what a good friend you have been to me, and it's just his way of thanking you. Besides, he'd like the two of you to get better acquainted.
Brandon: Ah, well, I know all I need to know about Tony DiMera.
Lexie: Oh, please? Please? Hmm? It's just one evening. It would mean so much to me. What do you say, hmm? It'll be nice. Just the three of us -- you, me, and Tony. Hmm?
Hope: [Laughing] Oh, Zack, honey, gosh, it feels so good to laugh again. And you know what? It's all because of you. Yeah.
Zack: Bounce the ball.
Hope: You're going to Bounce the ball?
Hope: You know, even though mommy's always going to love J.T. -- I miss him -- I know this family can be everything I eever hoped for. As long as we're together. Come here, you. Come here. Ooh. As long as we're together, there is nothing we can't overcome, nothing we can't handle.
Roman: You know, that is a hell of a thing Billie did, springing herself on us like that.
Abe: Well, you know, if her test scores are any indication, she's going to make one damn fine police officer. She should be a real asset to this department.
Roman: Don't go there yet, okay? At least not yet.
Abe: Well, it's your call. She's working for you.
Roman: Yeah, but Bo's going to have to make this decision.
Billie: Don't make this personal, Bo. This is not about you. I just want a fresh start. I just want a chance to do some good in this world. Why don't you say something?
Bo: Have you forgotten?
Billie: Forgotten what?
Bo: What it was like -- you and me.
Billie: Well, that's a stupid question.
Bo: Answer it anyway.
Billie: Of course not.
Bo: Then you're over it?
Billie: Am I over it? Was I the only one there? What kind of question is that, for God's sakes?
Bo: Then prove it to me. Prove to me it's over.
John: Okay, so maybe we won't have a rip-roaring good time, but, you know, we did say we'd be there.
Marlena: And we can't offend Tony DiMera, huh?
John: What, do you want to offend Tony DiMera?
Marlena: No, you know what? I'm not comfortable with the idea of you doing a complete about-face with Tony.
John: Well, I'm just trying to give the guy a chance, that's all.
Marlena: Why? Because Tony says he wants to make a fresh start? Where's your skepticism?
John: Ah, come on. It's just a dinner party, for crying out loud.
Marlena: In the DiMera mansion -- the lion's den. You know, every time you end up in a situation that's emotionally charged, things tend get a little bit out of hand.
John: I see your point. Objection noted.
Marlena: You're not going to cancel, are you?
John: No, I'm going, and I Hope you will join me. I promise to be a very good Boy if you do.
Marlena: That's not very comforting to me.
John: All right, how about this one? I need you by my side. I want to face Tony as a united front. Would you please do this for me?
Shawn: Look who stopped by for an early supper.
Sami: Hi, grandma. Grandpa.
Caroline: Hi, Sami. Sami. Listen, I've been thinking so much about you lately. Oh, have a seat. What can I get you, the usual?
Sami: Oh, well, actually, uh, I have dinner plans already.
Caroline: Oh, really? Anybody special?
Sami: Someone very special.
Caroline: Oh. You're not going to tell us who?
Sami: Well, I don't want to ruin anything -- you know, jinx anything, so I guess it's better not to say too much, right?
Shawn: Listen, I'll bring you a soda pop and a snack, honey, while you're talking with your grandmother, all right?
Sami: Thanks, grandpa. That would be great.
Caroline: Well, listen, the reason that I've been thinking about you so much lately -- not that I don't think about you all the time -- but my friend Madeleine was telling me about her nephew. Apparently he is a wonderful young man. He's a graduate of Yale law school -- top of his class. And I said to her, "well, I just happen to have a beautiful granddaughter, and she's --"
Sami: Grandma, no! No way, no how!
Caroline: What? Why not?
Sami: First of all, I don't like the idea of being set up with someone, and secondly, I have this guy I'm interested in, and also, I hate blind dates with a passion.
Caroline: But this wouldn't be exactly a blind date. After all, it's Madeleineís nephew.
Sami: No, no, I don't care who it is, grandma. Look, I'm not that desperate, okay? I don't need to be fixed up.
Caroline: I didn't say you were desperate.
Sami: But you were thinking it. Admit it.
Caroline: Sami! You're my granddaughter. I love -- I think you're very pretty and very intelligent and interesting.
Sami: But not sweet or nice or charming, right?
Caroline: Well, I think you can be when you want to be.
Sami: Can be when I want to be? Is that another way of saying you think I'm a royal pain in the butt?
Caroline: Where is this coming from? Do you think that you're a pain and you think you're difficult?
Sami: No. No, I think that I go after what I want. But in this family, that's considered a negative trait. Frankly, I'm sick of it.
Caroline: Sami, if you're feeling this paranoid, or insecure, about how your family regards you, you think maybe that could be because you have doubts about yourself? I mean, would you consider that?
Sami: My mom is a shrink, and I don't need to be analyzed by you, too, grandma.
Caroline: I was just trying help you, Sami.
Sami: But, see, that's the whole point. I don't need your help. My life is very full right now. I have this guy that any day now is going to realize that I am perfect for him. So don't worry about me, okay? I'm just about to get everything that I want in life -- more importantly, who I want.
Caroline: [Thinking] Sami, you're not getting close at all to what you want. In fact, if anything, you're getting further and further away.
Lexie: Okay, here's the deal. If you're not having a good time, you can leave. No questions asked. Not that I would ever speak to you again, Brandon walker.
Brandon: Fine. You know what? If it means that much to you, how can I say no?
Lexie: Ah, thank you. You and Tony are the most supportive and loyal men in my life. It's only natural that I want you to be friends. And I think you'd really get along if you got to know each other.
Lexie: I don't believe it. What is she, stalking us?
Brandon: Well, this is the Brady pub. I guess it's only natural that we'd find a Brady here.
Lexie: No, no. You can't just chalk this up to coincidence, not when she shows up every place we go. It's obviously deliberate. Well, at least tonight we won't have to deal with her, hmm?
Roman: You know what, partner? This is a huge decision Billie's making, giving up the comfort zone -- the cushy job, security, trading in her briefcase for a badge. You got to admire that. She is classy, she's gutsy. I think you're right. I think she would make a hell of a fine asset to the force
Abe: But will she be an asset to Bo's life?
Billie: The arrogance -- well, it's all coming back to me now.
Bo: It's not about me. I'm not the one who showed up expecting to --
Billie: To what, become part of your oh-so-perfect life? Is that what you're worried about, Bo? Well, news flash -- I have not been pining away for you, dreaming about you, or cutting up your pictures and putting them above my bed, nor do I think about you every time I hear a love song on the radio. You'll be shocked to learn that the only one not over you is you. What, no clever comeback?
Bo: You're the clever one, Billie.
Billie: Well, to sum it up, Bo, I don't need a man right now. I need this job. So if you don't like it, you can just transfer. I'm sure there's plenty of Salem precincts that would love to have the amazing Bo Brady on their detective squad. So why don't you just go out there and show them how it's done and leave me the hell alone?
Shawn-D: Girlfriend. I have a girlfriend. Ah... the two of us are t-- are together. All right. Yeah, yeah, see?
Shawn-D: This is impossible. I don't know what else to do.
Belle: Let me try something. Okay. Shawn and I, we want to help you. We want to protect you. If you come with us, we'll make sure that nobody hurts you. Please, come with us. It's okay. Everything will be okay. Just -- just give me your hand. Ů
Belle: Um, Shawn, he won't let me go.
Shawn-D: All right, whatever you do, just don't encourage him.
Belle: I'm not encouraging him, but if I try to pull away, he might not trust us.
Shawn-D: Okay, all right, just try and relax. This guy knows you're with me, and I'm sure he'll cooperate, so just, uh, let me handle it.
Belle: Be careful.
Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah.
Belle: Ooh. Shawn, don't!
Bo: I'm not worried about myself. I'm thinking about my wife.
Billie: Why would Hope have a problem with my being around? Unless you're saying she doesn't trust you. Is she insecure in her relationship with you?
Bo: Of course not.
Billie: Of course not. Right. You two are rock-solid. Nothing could come between the uber-couple of Salem. Isn't that true?
Bo: Uber-couple? [Chuckles] I don't know where you learned terms like that, and I sure as hell don't know where you learned to twist everything around to your advantage.
Billie: You'd be surprised by what I've learned in the last three years, Bo. Top of the list -- I don't need you anymore.
Bo: You said that already.
Billie: Well, it bears repeating.
Billie: Yeah, it is okay.
Bo: I'm not arguing with you, Billie.
Billie: You know, that little smirk on your face, that would have intimidated me three years ago, but not anymore, Bo. I have grown. I have empowered myself. But that doesn't mean that I forget my roots. I know the streets. I know the world of drugs and vice firsthand. Now, don't you think that would come in handy in law enforcement? I'm good at this, Bo. I'm damn good, and I want it.
Billie: So, what's the deal? You going to let me live my dream, or are you going to be an ass and --
Abe: Well, have we reached a decision yet? Is she in, or is she out?
Belle: Stop it. Stop. We're friends. Okay? Friends.
Shawn-D: Yeah. Yeah, and friends don't fight. No fighting. They shake hands, like this. Okay? All right? You want to try? Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! All right, easy there. Easy, easy, easy.
Belle: Hey, what's the matter?
Shawn-D: He's just -- he's got a killer handshake.
Belle: Oh, it can't be that bad.
Shawn-D: Belle. Wait.
Belle: Hey, wait, where are you going? No! We can't let them get away!
Hope: Hi. Can I help you?
Man: Hope Brady?
Hope: Yeah, that's me. Oh. Hmm.
Man: If you could sign right here, please.
Hope: I wonder what this could be. There you go.
Man: Thank you.
Hope: Well, thank you.
Man: Have a nice day.
Hope: Yeah, you have a good day, also. Huh. Well... what do you suppose this could be, huh, Zack? Hmm? Goodness, it's sealed really well. Ooh, fancy-shmancy. Oh, my God.
John: We'll just stay a couple hours, have a drink, get a bite to eat, and then come home. That's it.
Marlena: You left out where we have to go.
John: Ah, so it's at the DiMera mansion. It's close. We don't even have to take the freeway.
Marlena: That's close.
John: Hey, Vinny. What's going on?
Vinny: I have a delivery for you and your wife, Mr. Black.
John: Oh. Well, that's nice. Thanks for bringing it up. Appreciate it.
Vinny: No problem.
John: Make sure there's an elevator in that shaft.
Marlena: What is it?
John: Well, I got a pretty good idea. Just as I thought.
Lexie: Brandon, come on. Do you really want to work for Craig Wesley for the rest of your life? The man is a jerk.
Brandon: He treats me okay.
Lexie: What, because he hasn't publicly berated you or fired you? Listen, you'll get nothing but pitiful raises, first of all. And the minute someone comes along who can do something for him or his social-climbing wife, you are out of there, believe me. Brandon, hey, it's time to move on, okay? And I think the free clinic could be just what you need right now. Not only that, it'll give us a chance to work together again.
Sami: Don't listen to her, Brandon. How could you even consider leaving those kids at the hospital? They love you. They depend on you.
Lexie: Sami, this is a private conversation.
Sami: A private brainwashing, you mean. You're trying to tell Brandon that his job at university is no good? Well, I'll tell you what's no good -- your friendship.
Lexie: Does she ever shut up?
Sami: Why Brandon can't see what a twisted little manipulator you are, trying to get him to leave a great situation so he can, what, work alongside you in a dump of a free clinic?
Lexie: Okay, let's get out of here. I don't have time for this.
Sami: No, you don't, do you? You're busy trying to worm your way into Brandon's life, getting him to help you with your nasty little schemes.
Brandon: All right, that's it. I've had enough.
Shawn: There you go.
Man: Terrific. Thanks.
Shawn: That's all. Okay, you too. Take care now.
Caroline: I wonder what it is. Are you expecting anything?
Shawn: Huh? I don't know. It's -- what the heck? Telegram.
Caroline: Shawn, what is it?
Shawn: Heaven help us.
Billie: Okay, somebody has to make a decision here. You're making me crazy waiting. Now what's it going to be?
Bo: A-all right. If working on the beat as a cop is what you want, I'm not going to stand in your way.
Abe: Well, then welcome aboard.
Roman: Same thing he said.
Bo: You know what? I really don't have time to celebrate here. I got work to do.
Billie: Thanks. You won't be sorry.
We will return for the second half of "Days of Our Lives" in just a moment.
Belle: Any sign of them?
Shawn-D: No. I ran all the way up to the creek. Nothing.
Belle: How could they have gotten away again?
Shawn-D: Well... all I know is that they're fast. And they're strong. I mean, that handshake -- felt like my hand was in a vise. I've never felt anything like it.
Belle: It's so weird. They don't speak, they don't know how to act. Well, that's not completely true. She certainly knows how to act around you -- all flirtatious. She's obviously attracted to you.
Shawn-D: Come on, Belle, let's not jump to any conclusions. She doesn't even know what she's doing, which is exactly why we need to find them. 'Cause if that guy shakes hands with the wrong guy, or if, you know, she runs off and kisses some guy...
Belle: You're right. Let's go.
Boy: Check out the static. Man, I ain't seen nothing.
Boy #2: Yeah, well, I say we scope it out. Come on.
Bo: We fielded at least half a dozen calls in the last couple of days. I don't know what these kids are up to, but they're all over town. Salem place, they broke into pop's place and stole that Bottle of wine. Craig Wesley called earlier.
Abe: Yeah, I heard about that. Swiped some of their clothes. Strange, isn't it? They don't seem to go after money or jewelry, the obvious things.
Bo: No. They're not your typical thieves, that's for sure. The more I think about this, the more I wonder if this is connected to what happened to Belle and Shawn the other night.
Roman: You mean the night of the meteor shower?
Bo: Yeah. I mean, they were convinced they saw a couple of naked teenagers -- aliens, they called them -- and they werre getting out of a spaceship. Maybe we got a practical joker out there.
Roman: Well, tell you what. I'll check it out.
Bo: All right, thanks.
Billie: Sorry to interrupt, but there's a report coming in that there's something going on at the pier -- loud noises, broken glass.
Roman: All right, I'm on my way. Well, what are you waiting for? Come on, rookie, let's hit it. Come on.
Marlena: A reading of Stefanoís last will. Why would that concern us?
John: Well, apparently, we are Both mentioned in it.
Marlena: I want nothing from Stefano -- alive or dead.
John: Well, I think we're going to have to generate a little bit of interest here. Our presence has been requested at the DiMera memorial service and the reading of the last will and testament that immediately follows.
Marlena: Doesn't mean we have to go. It isn't like a subpoena, and we have a choice. This feels like a setup to me.
John: The DiMeras have never defeated us before. We're not about to run and hide now. : This is my life we're talking about here -- my choice.
Sami: But, Brandon, I just --
Brandon: If I want to work at the clinic, then that's what I'll damn well do. Whatever my decision is, Samantha, you will have no part in it. In fact, my feeling is if you think something is a bad idea, then it's probably a great idea -- the best.
Caroline: I just don't understand. Why would Stefano DiMera name you in his will?
Sami: What's this about Stefanoís will?
Hope: Why would I be in Stefanoís will? My God, what could this mean?
Bo: Oh, hey. Here, I'll help you out there.
Abe: Oh, thank you, thank you. Got them? Okay. Don't drop it. Thank you. Here, I'll put them in here on my desk.
Bo: So what are these?
Bo: Oh, the surveillance tapes from the hospital.
Abe: Yeah, I'll take those.
Bo: There you go.
Abe: You know, this baby switch business has gone on long enough. It's affected too many lives.
Bo: Hey, you know what? Why don't you let me go through those? It's going to be kind of rough.
Abe: Well, thank you for the offer, but I think I'm going to take this on myself. Look, why don't you call it a night? Go home to your family.
Bo: Yeah, okay, you know, I'll take you up on that. I did tell Hope I was going to be home for dinner. She probably got a couple of steaks. We'll throw them on the barbecue.
Abe: You're, uh, worried about telling her, aren't you?
Bo: I don't know how she's going to react. "Honey, I'm home. Got terrific news. You know the woman I was in love with, the one with the killer bod? Well, guess what. She's back in Salem, and even better than that, we're working together."
Bo: She's just going to love that.
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Sami: You got to be kidding. You're in Stefano DiMera's will?
Shawn: Sami, would you keep your voice down, please?
Sami: Well, hey, maybe Stefanoís making up for all the terrible things that he did to our family. Maybe he'll give us lots of money. I could handle that.
Shawn: Don't get your hopes up, Sami. The only thing Stefano ever gave this family was trouble and grief. I just pray that wherever he is, the man is paying for his sins.
Lexie: Thank you.
Brandon: Thank you.
Lexie: Ah, some nerve I have, huh? Telling you to quit your job, like I have any right to give advice. I mean, look at me, Brandon. I can barely handle my own life.
Brandon: Well, under the circumstances, I'd say you're holding it together pretty well.
Lexie: Well, I'd say you're probably the only person on earth who thinks so.
Brandon: You sure you don't want any dessert?
Lexie: No thanks. I have to fit into my dress tonight. But you go ahead -- my treat. After all, I am an heiress now, you know.
Brandon: Well, you can hang on to that little inheritance because when I'm with a lady, there are two rules that Brandon walker holds sacred. Number one, never order dessert when the lady doesn't, and number two, never let the lady pay.
Lexie: Well, that's very kind of you, Brandon, but some rules were meant to be broken.
Brandon: Sorry, Lex, not this one.
Lexie: Thank you.
Brandon: Let's go.
Sami: Well, good night, you two. Have a lovely evening.
Lexie: Oh, we will. You can be sure of that.
Sami: [Mocking] You can be sure of that. Well, Lexie, you can be sure that I'm going to have a great evening, too. You can be damn sure.
John: Okay, kids, there's money in the kitchen by the fridge in case you, uh, you want to order some pizza or get a bite to eat at the pub. You know where it is.
Belle: Thanks, dad. Are you going to be late?
John: No, not really. We're just, um, just going to get some dinner.
Belle: Well, enjoy yourselves.
Shawn-D: Yeah, have a good time.
John: Good night.
Marlena: Good night, honey bun. Oh. You feel warm. You okay?
Belle: Oh, no, mom, really, I'm fine.
John: Well, you look a little flushed. Haven't been out chasing down aliens, now, have you?
Shawn-D: Ha ha.
Belle: Oh, my dad, the comedian. It's like living in a sitcom, I swear. Well, we don't want you to be late, so love you, drive safely, and have fun.
John: Oh, yes, yes. You behave yourself.
Belle: Bye, dad.
Marlena: Somehow I don't think "fun" is going to be the operative word for tonight.
John: True, it might not be a laugh a minute like in there, but I certainly think it could prove to be very interesting.
Boy: Man, you must be trippin'. There ain't nothing here. Ain't nothing in here, neither.
Boy #2: I'm saying, Joey, I saw somebody.
Joey: You think you saw somebody.
Boy #3: Come on, bro, just chill out.
Joey: Hey, who you telling to chill out?
Boy #3: Be cool, man. Be cool. He's right. I saw them, too. It was these weird kids. They was dressed all funny. I'm telling you, they got to be out here somewhere.
Joey: I say we split. Who's up for buddy's? Your treat, MacRae.
Boy #3: Go, go.
Boy #3: Well, well, well. What do we have here?
Joey: We are going to have some fun tonight.
Boy #3: Mm-hmm.
Billie: I can definitely feel the adrenaline.
Roman: You ready for this?
Belle: You bet I am. I'll head out first. You cover me, okay?
Roman: Don't worry. I'll watch your back.
Billie: What are you smiling for?
Roman: I was just thinking that probably every male cop in the precinct would pay me good money to be in my shoes right now.
Roman: What? What'd I say? Billie, come on. We got a history together. We're good friends. I was giving you a compliment.
Billie: Relax. I won't turn you in for sexual harassment, but I don't like it. I don't want my past to be a problem, okay?
Roman: Got it. Done. Don't worry about it. I promise you, you got no problem with me, all right? The only problem we got is what's going down at the pier right now.
Bo: Hey, fancy face. What's wrong?
Hope: Read it.
Bo: What is it?
Hope: Just -- just read it.
Bo: What the hell is this?
Hope: I can't do it. I canít. I canít. I won't, Bo. Whatever Stefano left me in his will -- a small country, whatever -- I-I don't want it.
Bo: Come here. Come here. He's dead. He's gone. There's nothing he can do to us now. You know what? This memorial service or whatever it is -- maybe it'll give us some kind of closure.
Hope: I know you don't believe that, not for a second. There's no such thing as closure when it comes to Stefano DiMera. Bo, my God, all I want is -- I just want our family to be able to go on from here, you know? No more outsiders meddling in our lives. I mean, my God, is that too much to ask? What? Bo, what's happened? What is it? Tell me. Bo, tell me. What's wrong?
Abe: My sweet Isaac... you know, your happiness is all that matters. Your mother's lost without you. She's lost.
Lexie: I'll get it, Eliana.
Brandon: You look fantastic.
Lexie: Well, you don't look so bad yourself. Come on in. Tony will be down in a few minutes.
Brandon: I don't know much about wine, but the clerk at the store said '98 was a good year. Perfect depth and complexity...
Brandon: I think, were his exact words.
Lexie: Well, I'm sure it'll be lovely. Would you care to sit down, join me for a drink?
Brandon: Don't mind if I do.
Brandon: I thought it was going to be just the three of us.
Lexie: Yeah, so did I.
Marlena: Bring the invitation. Oh, hello, Eliana.
John: Hello, Eliana.
Eliana: Nice to see you.
John: Well, Alexandra. What a pleasant surprise.
Lexie: What are you doing here?
Joey: Nice threads, guys.
Girl: Yeah, where you been? Didn't your mom ever show you how to dress?
Joey: So what are those things, huh? They some kind of bracelets or something? I suppose they give you, like, superpowers. Hey, what are you, deaf? I'm talking to you, man. Answer me. All right. All right, that's cool. If that's the way you want to play. Come on, Boys. If they ain't going to cooperate, we'll have to find out for ourselves.
Billie: What's going on down there?
Roman: Looks like aliens. Let's go.
Belle: A medium half cheese, half pepperoni. That's it. Thank you. 25 minutes.
Shawn-D: Hey, you know what? After we're done eating, we should go down to the park once more, see if they come back.
Belle: That's probably a good idea. It's like you said, if they run into the wrong people...
Shawn-D: Yeah, well, Belle, um, they just might surprise us. Come to think of it, they'll be able to take care of themselves.
Belle: I Hope you're right.
Shawn-D: Yeah. Well, I'm thinking that they'll probably lay low and just play it safe for a while.
Belle: I don't know, Shawn. Your girlfriend doesn't strike me as the type to play it safe.
Shawn-D: All right, can we just not call her my girlfriend anymore, please?
Belle: I'm just saying she seemed like a very assertive person, you know? A shy, introverted type girl would never walk up to a total stranger and kiss him like she kissed you.
Shawn-D: Belle --
Belle: What, am I supposed to not talk about this kiss anymore? I mean, when I saw it, it made me feel a little weird. Why wouldn't it? And a little jealous, maybe even a little mad.
Belle: Yeah. What gives her the right to just walk up to you and kiss you for no reason?
Shawn-D: Oh, she had a reason. I'm irresistible.
Belle: And how did I overlook that?
Shawn-D: All right. Well, you know what? I'm not so sure she's from outer space.
Shawn-D: Well, judging from that kiss, I'd say that she's probably French.
Belle: I hate you.
Hope: You're scaring me. Bo, please, say something. Is it about Stefano, the will, what?
Bo: Nah, for once, this has nothing to do with DiMera.
Hope: Then what is it? What has you so upset?
Bo: Actually, I'm not upset. I'm -- this is kind of a touchy subject, and I don't want to upset you.
Hope: Okay, then just tell me. What is it?
Bo: It's Billie. She's back. Billie reed's back in Salem.