Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 12/13/02--Canada; 12/17/02--USA
Craig: Hey. I was getting worried about you. How you doing?
Chloe: I'm fine. I got your message last night, and I packed some clothes for you. I'm going to bring them to the hospital this morning.
Chloe: Howís Nancy?
Craig: Well, uh, we're still trying to get her blood pressure down, but, uh, your visit sure did a world of wonder yesterday.
Chloe: I'm glad. Please tell her I'll be there soon, okay?
Craig: I will. Chloe... thanks. I'll see you later.
Chloe: Okay. Bye.
Brady: Chloe, hi! Ooh! Top o' the morning to you!
Chloe: What are you doing here?
Brady: I told you, I wasnít going anywhere.
Craig: Hey, Mickey.
Mickey: Good morning, Craig.
Nancy: Hi, honey.
Craig: What are you doing here?
Mickey: Uh, I better let your wife explain.
Nancy: I called Mickey and asked him to come here. We need a lawyer to protect our babyís life.
Brenda: Oh, what do you think?
Brandon: Hmm. Very festive.
Brenda: Thanks. At least someoneís in the holiday spirit.
Brandon: Well, are you tired?
Sami: Well, I was up late helping the family trim the family Christmas tree, and then I had to take will over to Lucasís.
Brenda: Get these files to the lab, Sami, now.
Sami: I'll see you later.
Brandon: Right. Yeah, coffee break -- I'm buying.
Lexie: Brenda. Hello. I have an appointment with Dr. Bader.
Brenda: All right, you have an ultrasound/cvs, right?
Brenda: I think she has you scheduled for exam room 3.
Lexie: I know the way.
Colin: The E.R.ís paging me, but I've got a meeting. Is there someone who can cover for me?
Brenda: I'm sorry, doctor. Itís the holidays. Everybody who could get vacation time has left town, but, uh, you know what? I'll page you if someone becomes available, okay?
Colin: [Thinking] So much for Raymond Grant. Our meeting will have to wait.
Larry: Ha. Larry Welch, you're a stone cold genius. Even mom wouldnít recognize me. Ha ha ha ha. Much less the Brady bunch.
Kate: Is Roman Brady here?
Woman: No, not yet, but hang around.
Kate: I beg your pardon.
Woman: Oh, he always stops here on his way to work.
Kate: Ah. Um, I'll have a coffee -- black, please.
Woman: You know what? I have a fresh pot in the back. Would you like anything else?
Kate: No, that'll be it.
Kate: Ah. Deigning to mingle with the hoi polloi, count DiMera?
Tony: Hi, Kate. What brings you to this humble establishment?
Kate: Oh, thatís my little secret.
Tony: And how many other little secrets do you have?
Kate: I know what you're after, and you're out of luck.
Tony: So, Kate, do you come here often?
Kate: Well, at the moment, since I'm fresh out of servants to perk my coffee, unlike you.
Tony: Ah, you're hardly on the skids.
Kate: No, no, not any longer.
Tony: Due to my fatherís benevolence, by any chance?
Kate: You know, if you really were a gentleman, you would show a little respect and stop prying into my private life.
Tony: Ah, I canít help it. I find you infinitely intriguing.
Kate: What you're lusting after is information. You and your sister would just love to know the contents of that sealed bequest that Stefano left me.
Tony: And the significance of the kippers... among other things.
Kate: I already told your sister -- my dealings with your father are none of your business.
Tony: Another secret. Fascinating.
Chloe: Brady, you spent the whole night out here in the freezing cold?
Brady: Well, luckily, I had my trusty sleeping bag and my jeep to keep me warm.
Chloe: You are cold as ice! Come inside!
Brady: I thought you'd never ask.
Chloe: Brady, what were you doing out there?
Brady: Oh, singing Eskimo songs, meditating on polar bears... thinking about you.
Chloe: You need something hot to drink.
Brady: Chloe. Because of your past, you blame yourself for whatís happening to Nancy and the baby. But the truth is, you bring nothing but good into our lives.
Craig: So, whatís wrong? I mean, why do we need a lawyer?
Mickey: Nancyís asked me to prepare a contract.
Craig: A what?
Nancy: A living will, forbidding anyone from aborting my baby as long as I am still alive.
Craig: Well, thatís unacceptable.
Nancy: Mickey says that itís legal.
Craig: I donít care what Mickey says. You're my wife, and thereís no way in hell I'm going to let you sign your life away! Do you understand me?!
Colin: Brenda, the patient from E.R. Is being transferred upstairs. I'm going to make sure heís stable and then sign out.
Brenda: Well, I know you're running late for a meeting. You want me to call them and tell them you had an emergency?
Colin: They'll wait. In fact, they canít start without me.
Raymond: Whoís there?
Larry: Uh, I-I'm sorry, counselor. I'm one of DiMeraís people.
Raymond: You delivered this letter?
Larry: Yes, sir. Yes, sir, I did. I-I'm just following orders, sir. Uh, I got here before office hours. No one was here, and...you really scared me when you showed up early.
Raymond: Thanks for the delivery. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do.
Larry: Yes, sir. O-one more thing, sir. Um, Colin Murphy has been told a number of times to take care of Bo Brady. Um, please make sure the good doctor f-follows instructions. Thanks.
Larry: Yes, sir?
Raymond: Just a minute. Who did you say you are?
Larry: I-I'm just a messenger, sir.
Raymond: Thereís no way the DiMeras would divulge such confidential information to seone like you.
Larry: What are you doing, sir?
Raymond: Calling my contact to check up on you.
Larry: Please donít do that, sir. Hang up that phone, or I'll send your ass right to the morgue.
Sami: Whereís dragon lady?
Brandon: Brenda is in the E.R.
Sami: Well, then, letís get out of here and take that break together.
Brandon: Samantha, I still have work to do. So do you.
Sami: Okay. What happened between now and the last time I saw you?
Brandon: Abe and Lexie are here. Lexieís pregnant.
Sami: Really? How do you know?
Brandon: I was here when they checked in. Sheís getting an ultrasound.
Sami: Well, thatís great. I mean, itís what Lexieís always wanted -- a family with Abe.
Brandon: Right. That is not going to happen... ever.
Sami: Why are you upset?
Brandon: Look, Abe should not be the father to any kid, let alone...
Sami: Let alone what?
Abe: So, how are you feeling, huh?
Lexie: Blessed. Not just because of the baby, but because you're here with me. We're back together. That feels like a miracle to me, too.
Karen: Ready to see your baby for the first time?
Abe: Oh, we're more than ready.
Karen: The gelís going to be kind of cold.
Lexie: You just go for it.
Lexie: Ooh! Ah...
Karen: So now, not that I need to tell you, Dr. Carver, but we'll be determining the placental location, the size of the fetus...
Lexie: Yeah, and then we'll do the cvs, right?
Karen: Yes, we have you scheduled for that today, also.
Lexie: Oh. Abe. Look.
Abe: Ha ha ha ha. Our baby. Ha ha ha ha.
Lexie: Can you believe it, honey? We're looking at our baby.
Larry: Put down the phone now. Come on. Put it down now. Good.
Raymond: You, uh, donít have anything to do with the DiMeras, do you?
Larry: Well, I did once upon a time. I was a courier for Stefano in Europe. Letís see, the last job I did for the organization -- what was that? Oh, yeah, I was, uh, I had to make sure that certain items that he bequeathed to his loved ones arrived in a timely fashion. But ever since then, you could say I've been my, uh, my own boss.
Raymond: What about the, uh, silver bullet? That wasnít part of the original will.
Larry: Good thinking, counselor. No. No, Stefano DiMera never ordered Bo Bradyís execution. I did.
Tony: Thank you. Well, I am curious about your bequest from my father, but thatís not the reason -- thatís not why I'm here. I was driving by. I just saw your car parked. I thought perhaps you and i could have breakfast together.
Kate: Oh. You assumed I'd be alone?
Tony: Ha ha ha ha. Well, I hoped. Can we have breakfast together?
Kate: Can you stomach an Irish breakfast?
Tony: What, bangers, porridge, and black tea? A perfect start to a winterís day.
Tony: Hmm. Ha ha ha ha.
Kate: Well, as long as the conversation doesnít drift back to kippers.
Tony: Oh, yes. I promise.
Woman: All right, would either of you like to order?
Tony: Yes. Bangers, eggs, and...black tea? Oh, no, coffeeís fine.
Roman: Hey, little brother.
Roman: Is that, uh, is that Kateís car I saw out in the parking lot?
Bo: Yep. Sheís inside.
Roman: That bentley alongside her -- whose is that?
Bo: Count DiMera.
Roman: Thatís what I thought. Whatís he doing here?
Bo: Ask Kate.
Roman: They're together?
Bo: No, she came in alone, and then he showed up. Now they're having coffee together.
Roman: As in a date?
Bo: Well, I donít think it was prearranged, but... Kate did ask about you when she first arrived.
Karen: Baby seems to be developing perfectly.
Lexie: Oh, honey, look at the little fingers! Look at the feet!
Karen: Do you want to know the sex of your child?
Abe: Yeah, yes.
Lexie: Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Karen: Itís a boy.
Abe: Ha ha ha ha ha!
Lexie: A little boy. Just like Isaac.
Abe: Our son. I'm gonna have a son.
Chloe: Here, this should help you thaw out.
Brady: Oh, thank you. Hot chocolate. Perfect. Do you have any marshmallows to go with this?
Chloe: All gone.
Brady: What did you do last night, go on a s'mores binge?
Chloe: No more candlelight vigils on my front porch, okay?
Brady: I never make promises I canít keep.
Brady: When I was outside last night trying to fight off frostbite, I was thinking about what you're going through. Do you want to hear my amazing insights?
Chloe: Just concentrate on thawing out.
Brady: I canít sit here and let guilt wreck your self-esteem. Listen, whatever happens to Nancy and the baby, it is not your fault.
Chloe: I donít want to talk about it.
Brady: Okay. Fine. I'll be patient and let you handle it on your own time in your own way.
Chloe: Thank you.
Brady: One more thing?
Chloe: Let it go, Brady.
Brady: I promise, no more psychobabble.
Chloe: What is it?
Brady: Do you have any graham crackers to go with this chocolate?
Nancy: I have made up my mind, Craig. As long as I am living, this baby stays with me.
Craig: Nancy, if your blood pressure stays elevated, you could have a stroke, and the only way to save your life would be to take the baby.
Nancy: No one -- no one -- is taking this baby from me. I want my daughter to live, Craig, and nothing else matters.
Craig: What, not us? Not me?
Nancy: Oh, Craig, please...
Craig: Nancy, take it easy.
Nancy: Please donít do this.
Roman: Well, isnít this cute? You two meet for breakfast often?
Tony: No, actually this is a first. I've been meaning to have breakfast here for months.
Roman: I thought you preferred the penthouse grill.
Tony: Ha ha. Porridge canít compare. Down-home food, ambience -- this place, it reminds me of Ireland.
Roman: Ahh. You know, I would like to hear about your activities in Ireland.
Tony: Yeah, I'm sure you would. But some other time. I certainly donít want to bore the lady.
Kate: Ah, well, at least one of you is considerate.
Roman: I understand that you were asking about me when you came in.
Kate: Thatís only to make sure that you werenít here.
Roman: Putting on that armor again.
Kate: Roman, can I enjoy a simple breakfast without your constant interrogation?
Roman: Why donít I get some kippers for those eggs? You do have a particular fondness for those, donít you, Kate?
Larry: Unfortunately, I'm not having the best of luck in my choice of hit men. Colin Murphy doesnít take orders, and that other bozo I hired got himself gunned down instead of Kiriakis.
Raymond: You ordered the hit on Victor Kiriakis?
Larry: Yeah. Too bad the blonde got it, though, huh?
Raymond: But why Victor?
Larry: Why Victor? That S.O.B.ís the reason I spent 10 years in Statesville. No, no, no. Itís payback time -- for Victor, Bo Brady, and hope. You know, hope should have never married Bo. She should have married me.
Raymond: My God. You're Larry Welch.
Larry: Yeah. Yeah. The news of my death has been greatly exaggerated.
Raymond: Put the gun away, and letís talk. I have contacts. I can get you back into the DiMera organization.
Larry: After I framed Lexie for kidnapping hope and Zack? Nah, I donít think so. The DiMeras want me dead.
Raymond: Well, I-I'll get you a new identity. The DiMeras never have to know you've risen from the grave.
Larry: Good, good, and I suppose then you can help me take out Bo Brady and Victor, huh? Didnít think so. Nice try, though, counselor. Good try. Besides, you know, I like working solo.
Raymond: Just like Stefano. You've obviously learned a lot from him.
Larry: Yeah. Yeah. And the most important thing is, never leave loose ends... or witnesses.
Larry: R.I.P., Hombre. Couldnít have done it without you.
Larry: [Chuckles] Excuse me. Salem P.D., Break out the body bags, 'cause Larry Welch is on a roll.
Karen: Thank you. Well, if you're ready, we can do the cvs test now.
Abe: Is it okay if I stay for the procedure?
Karen: Oh, itís up to Lexie.
Lexie: Yeah, of course, honey, I want you with me.
Abe: Your hands are cold. Mm.
Lexie: I guess I'm just nervous.
Abe: Why are you so nervous?
Lexie: I'm not sure. Maybe because I've wanted this for so long -- to conceive a baby with you, a baby that no one has any claims on. No one but you and me.
Brandon: Abe has never stood by Lexie. Heís not gonna start now.
Sami: Whatever happened in the past, itís different now. Lexie is pregnant with their child. I mean, that changes everything.
Brandon: Samantha, donít kid yourself.
Sami: Abe loves Lexie.
Brandon: Yeah, he said the same thing about my mother and then dumped her. Look, I donít want to see the same thing happen to Lexie.
Sam it wonít, okay? I mean, they have been trying to start a family forever. Lexie being pregnant is like a miracle, like a sign from God that Abe and Lexie are supposed to be together. Let her have the family she wants with the man that she loves.
Mickey: Excuse me. Itís Nancy Wesley. Sheís in trouble.
Craig: Slow it down.
Nancy: I'm okay now.
Woman: Do you need help?
Craig: I want a manual blood pressure done to confirm the readings, then I want you to take the printout from the B.P. Monitor to Dr. Bader, okay? Slow it down, Nancy. Just slow down your breathing.
Nancy: I'm fine now.
Craig: Nancy, just humor me. Letís double-check, okay? I know what I'm doing.
Nancy: And I know what I'm doing, Craig. Please donít fight me on this. Let me do whateverís necessary to protect our children. Mickey, draw up the papers.
Chloe: Warming up?
Brady: Yes, I can actually feel my feet now.
Chloe: I'm sorry thereís not more food in the house. No oneís really been here lately.
Brady: No, these are great. The ones in Colorado were kind of stale. But everything else was perfect. At least I thought so.
Chloe: Look, when I was alone here last night, I did a lot of thinking, and I realized how selfish I've been.
Brady: No, Chloe, you were just trying to face your fears. Thatís not selfish.
Chloe: Well, from now on, I have to focus on Nancy and the baby. Thatís it. Nothing else. I'm sorry.
Brady: Donít be. It wonít change the way I feel about you.
Chloe: Look, you can stay here and make some more hot chocolate if you want.
Brady: What, are you running out on me?
Chloe: I have to go to the hospital and bring Craig some clean clothes and be there with Nancy.
Brady: Okay, well, I'll drop you off on my way home.
Chloe: Okay. Thank you.
Brady: For what? Not starting a campfire on your front porch?
Chloe: For listening... and not pushing me.
Chloe: Brady, come on.
Colin: Grant, are you there? Itís Colin. The outside door was open, so I -- oh, my God.
Colin: Dead. But not long ago. This hit was done within the hour.
Woman: Mr. Grant, sorry I'm late. Can I get you anything?
Woman: Mr. Grant? Oh, my God.
Woman: Itís my boss. Thereís blood. Send an ambulance. I think heís dead!
Brandon: All right, I canít talk to you about this. You donít know Abe the way that I do. He doesnít deserve a family.
Sami: Why, because you blame him for ruining yours?
Brenda: Breakís over. Pathology needs these reports stat, and please donít get distracted along the way.
Sami: Brandon, please, just donít take on Abe alone.
Brandon: I can handle Abe.
Sami: Heís a cop. You'll get arrested. I donít want anything to happen to you.
Abe: Walker, we need to talk.
Brandon: Not interested.
Abe: I've got something I want to say to you. Like it or not, you're going to listen.
Kate: And I thought we'd reached a new level of trust.
Roman: We have.
Kate: Then why are you still treating me like a criminal?
Roman: Could be the company you keep.
Tony: Well, if your intention is to annoy me and to alienate Kate, you've succeeded. This is a party of two, and you're not invited.
Roman: I'll call you, Kate. Later.
Bo: What'd you find out?
Roman: Kate is playing a dangerous game.
Bo: You care about her, donít you?
Roman: She needs protection. I want to help before she gets hurt.
Bo: Well, she keeps hanging with the count, sheís going to need all the protection she can get.
[Cellular phone rings]
Roman: Captain Brady. Commander carverís on personal time at the hospital. Yeah, yeah, I'm in charge till he gets back. All right. Okay. I'm on it. You need to come with me.
Bo: Whatís up?
Roman: Kate, I just got some news you might be interested in. Raymond Grant was found dead in his office.
Kate: Oh, my God.
Tony: Natural causes?
Roman: Murdered. You wouldnít know anything about that, I suppose.
Tony: I know you'd like to nail me as the murderer, but I have a perfect alibi. I was with you when grant met his demise.
Bo: We donít know when he died.
Tony: Well, knowing the incompetence of the police department, I'm re we'll probably hear the body has been rotting away for weeks.
Bo: In that case, you'll be hearing from us.
Tony: Aw, donít scare me, detective. You couldnít find the body of the man who kidnapped your wife. And God knows what Larry Welch did to poor hope while he had her tied up, while you were wasting time hounding my sister.
Bo: You bastard.
Roman: Hey, Bo, Bo.
Tony: Did you see this? I may need you as a witness when I press charges.
Roman: All right, I'll tell you what. Why donít you wait at the car? I'll handle this, all right?
Tony: Thank you for the intervention, captain.
Roman: Donít push your luck, DiMera. What the hell are you doing with this guy anyway?
Kate: Is this interrogation ever going to end?
Tony: Thereís a body waiting for you, captain, and itís not Kateís.
Roman: You know what, Tony? If Raymond Grant was murdered, I'll be impounding all his files and phone records -- basically, the entire history of his dealings with Stefano. If it proves you're a criminal, you're history. And if you're keeping secrets, I'll find out what they are.
Roman: Enjoy your breakfast.
Brady: I canít believe I survived a night in the freezing cold.
Isabella: It was a wonderful thing you did.
Brady: I just wanted Chloe to know that I'm always going to be there for her, no matter what.
Isabella: I understand, but be prepared -- she may not be able to accept your love.
Chloe: Hi, Brenda. Is Craig around?
Brenda: Oh, heís in your motherís room.
Chloe: Okay, I'll drop this bag off in his office and then go see them.
Colin: I'm back.
Brenda: How was your meeting?
Colin: Brief but informative. I'll be in the E.R.
Abe: Five minutes. Thatís all I need.
Brandon: Fine. Out on the terrace.
Abe: Whoo, man. Itís cold.
Brandon: What do you want from me, carver?
Abe: First of all, I want to thank you.
Brandon: Donít patronize me.
Abe: I'm not.
Abe: You know, during the past year, you were there for Lexie when I wasnít.
Brandon: Uh, you were never there for Lexie. Sheís making the biggest mistake of her life getting back together with you, and if you hurt her again, I swear, I will make you pay for it.
Karen: I know you're anxious, Lexie. We'll have the test results soon.
Lexie: Karen, um, I want one other test done, but no one can know I've asked you this, not even Abe.
Karen: Well, you're my patient, Lexie. I mean, anything we say is confidential. What kind of test are we talking about?
Isabella: So... how did Chloe take your being there?
Brady: She was a little distant at first, but she opened up. I took your advice. I didnít push -- well, not much, anyway..
Isabella: Ha ha. I'm sure she appreciated that.
Brady: [Yawns] Excuse me.
Isabella: You look tired. Why donít you go up and get some sleep?
Brady: Will you be here when I wake up?
Isabella: I'll be around.
Brady: You know, I think thereís a light at the end of the tunnel for Chloe and me. I really do.
Isabella: Sweet dreams.
Mickey: Oh. Excuse me. I hope I'm not interrupting.
Nancy: We're ready. Is that it?
Mickey: Itís drawn up exactly as you wished. We're going to need someone other than a family member or myself to witness your signature, and then I'll notarize it and file it.
Craig: Nancy... I want you to reconsider this.
Nancy: Craig, this canít wait any longer. I have to protect our children.
[Knock on door]
Woman: You wanted to see me, Dr. Wesley?
Craig: Yeah, Kim, um, has Dr. Bader seen the report of Nancyís blood pressure printout?
Kim: Sheís with another patient. I left them with her secretary.
Nancy: Kim, this is it, if you're still willing to witness it.
Mickey: This is, uh, Nancyís living will.
Kim: I see.
Nancy: Read it to her, Mickey.
Mickey: "I, Nancy Wesley, in full possession of my faculties, hereby state and avow my expressed wish, order, and desire that the unborn child that I am carrying not be taken from my body regardless of the circumstances or danger to my own physical well-being. Only if and when I have been declared dead and it has been determined that my body is unable to continue to nurture or sustain the fetus will alternate means be considered to attempt to save my unborn childís life."
Abe: Lexie and i love each other. We're back together. She doesnít need you anymore.
Brandon: If sheís getting back together with you, she needs me now more than ever.
Abe: I'm going to say this for the last time, walker -- stay the hell away from my wife.
Karen: Lexie, is there something about this pregnancy that you havenít told me?
Lexie: I wish we didnít need to have this conversation.
Lexie: This is Abeís hairbrush. When you run the tests, I'd like you to run a paternity test, too.
Sami: [Thinking] Damn her, she lied. She doesnít know for sure that Abe is the father of her baby. Oh, my God. What if it is Brandon? No, I wonít let her do this to me. I wonít let Lexie and her baby ruin everything.
Tony: Are you not hungry?
Kate: No, no. I've lost my appetite.
Tony: You're worried the police might find something incriminating in grantís office?
Kate: Like what?
Tony: Evidence of your relationship with my father.
Kate: I didnít have a relationship with your father.
Tony: Your kippers tell a different story.
Kate: Their meaning died with Stefano.
Tony: Mm. Perhaps.
Kate: Well, what about you? Arenít you worried about what the police may find?
Tony: Ha ha ha ha. Not at all.
Kate: Mm, no deep, dark secrets, huh?
Tony: I'm an open book.
Tony: Anyway, I must get going. Really, it was a lovely breakfast. We must do this again sometime.
Kate: Call me.
Tony: I will.
Roman: All right. As soon as csi and the coronerís done in there, I want every scrap of paper collected, taken down to the precinct.
Woman: Yes, captain.
Bo: Who would want Raymond Grant dead?
Roman: Well, any number of people. He word for the DiMeras.
Bo: Yeah. Maybe the files in that office will help us bring down the entire DiMera organization.
Roman: You know, grant had to have lists of moles, judges, even cops who were on the DiMera payroll.
Bo: Maybe we can prove that Colinís on the payroll, too.
Roman: Letís hope so.
Bo: You know, I donít -- I donít get it. Why would he betray his own family for the DiMeras?
Brenda: Nurses' station. Uh, may I ask whoís calling? I'll try to locate him. Please hold. Dr. Murphy, you have a call on line 3.
Colin: Who is it?
Brenda: I donít know. He wouldnít give his name.
Colin: I'll take it.
Colin: Hello. Dr. Murphy.
Larry: Too bad about your meeting with grant.
Colin: Who the hell is this?
Larry: Follow my instructions or you're going to wind up like he did.
Colin: I'm listening.
Larry: All right. Thereís been a change of plans. Until you hear from me, the silver bullet remains unfired. Got it?
Colin: Hello? Hello?
Colin: [Thinking] Well, cousin Bo, looks like you get to live another day.
Nicole: Are you following me now?
Victor: If I were, Nicole, would you have something to hide?
Colin: I'm sorry, but I canít seem to find my key.
Karen: I'm calling about your test results.
Lexie: Brandon canít be the father.
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