Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 3/6/03--Canada; 3/7/03--USA
Woman: Sorry, I need to take her temperature.
Brady: Of course.
Chloe: Where's Brady?
Woman: He'll be right back. How are you holding up? I know radiation's not much fun.
Chloe: I feel so tired. Everyone says that after the first treatment.
Chloe: Hey, can I ask you something? W is she? She's having a baby.
Woman: I know. Your mother's still in labor.
Chloe: Well been in labor really a long time? Shouldn't my little sister have been born by now?
Nancy: Craig, I want to see Chloe. Please help me.
Craig: Nancy, you are staying in bed. I told you, you cannot go any--
Craig: It's okay, Nancy. Hang on. Just hang on, sweetie. I'm right here.
Nancy: Oh, Craig!
Craig: I'm right here, honey.
Craig: I know. I know. I know. Just keep breathing. You're coming down. It's the end of the contraction. You're coming back down. You're coming back down.
Nancy: Oh! Oh, my god!
Craig: Breathe, honey. I know. Honey, listen to me. I just want you to concentrate and have this little baby girl, okay?
Nancy: [ Breathing ]
Sami: I have been waiting for you.
Brandon: Am I late for something?
Sami: No. You are right on time.
Brandon: Is this my shirt?
Sami: Well, I was missing you, so I thought I'd put it on.
Brandon: Hmm. Looks better on you.
Brandon: I could get used to this.
Sami: Ha ha. I got you lunch 'cause I know today's your early day at the hospital, and that you like to come home and get all your stuff before you go to the gym.
Brandon: What, have you memorized my schedule?
Sami: I just want to make sure that I get all the alone time with you that I can. Will is going to be at school for hours, so I thought we could have a nice leisurely lunch...
Sami: And then I could take you into the bedroom for dessert.
Brandon: You know, sometimes I like to have my dessert first.
Victor: Don't stand while you eat, nice, eat, like a pig at a trough.
Nicole: I'm not eating, I'm drinking coffee. But don't worry, I'll drink it in another room, so I don't offend.
Victor: Take it off.
Victor: You look like a slut in that blouse -- which, of course, we both know that you are -- but I'd just as soon not advertise it to the world.
Nicole: You're telling me what to wear now? Forget it. I like this blouse.
Victor: Take it off or I'll rip it off. Or would you rather be wearing a prison-issued orange jumpsuit?
John: So the I.S.A. Sent you.
Man: They did.
John: Let's see some I.D.
Man: I.D.? You mean proof that I'm who I say I am?
John: That's the idea.
Man: Okay, let's do it.
John: Do what?
Man: The secret I.S.A. Handshake.
John: There is no secret I.S.A. Handshake.
Man: Right! Now I know you're who you say you are because only a real I.S.A. Operative would know there's no handshake.
John: You're wasting my time.
Man: Hey, chill. Take it easy. My name's Odell P. Smith, but you can call me Ops.
John: Oh, well, that's cute.
John: And what's the "p" stand for?
>.>. Ops: If I told you, I'd have to kill you. Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. We'll take you on a sightseeing trip thru beautiful Alaska.
Chloe: Hasn't Nancy been in labor for a long time?
Woman: Some women can go for days before giving birth. You need to stop worrying and get some rest.
Chloe: I'll try. Hey, could you tell my boyfriend to come in here, please?
Woman: Mm-hmm. He must have gone to get some coffee. I'll find him for you.
Nancy: Please, Craig, please just let me go see Chloe.
Craig: Are you starting that again, huh?
Nancy: Look, the contraction's over and I'm sure I have a few minutes before the next --
Craig: Nancy, you don't know when the next one's going to come. Now listen to me. Listen. The best thing that you can do right now for Chloe is to just get down to business and have this little baby girl, okay?
Nancy: Please let me just go for a minute, okay?
Brady: Knock knock. Is this a bad time?
Nancy: Brady! Is Chloe okay? Is she asking for me?
Brady: Yeah, she's fine. She's actually concerned about you and the baby.
Nancy: Oh, god, Craig, please let me go. Please --
Craig: It's okay -- what?
Nancy: Craig... Craig, my water just broke.
Craig: Grace, uh, page Dr. Bader. We need her. It's okay.
John: Let me see that.
Ops: I figured you'd be into toys. F.Y.I. -- It's not what it looks like.
John: Neither are you, man.
Ops: You're paying attention. That's good.
John: I noticed that you haven't produced an I.D. Yet. Let's see it.
Ops: I'm onto it. Are you always in this big of a hurry? I mainline on candy bars when I'm working. It keeps me on high energy. Here you go, dude. I'm much prettier in person, but my last name is sad, though, just sad -- smith. It's got no...music. Now, your name, that's cool -- black. Why can't my name be black? You know? No, I got to be smith. You know how many guys there are in the I.S.A. With my name? I'm the only one. Surprised you, didn't I? You know, the people in our business, if they're born with a name as common as smith, they change it. Now, there are three blacks in the I.S.A. Quick, who are they?
John: Don't know, don't care.
Ops: Take an interest. There's john black -- that's you. Then there's Barry. Barry black, not john Barry. John Barry's the guy who wrote the music for the 007 movies. Then there's my girl Adelaide. Whoo! I will never confuse the two of you. First off, she's blond -- honey blond hair down to here, and she's built different than you -- rounder, smaller, rounder, smaller -- definite hottie. She can absolutely take 007's bond off --
John: Can we get to business, please?
Ops: Right -- business. Bring it back. I hear you're going into the 007 business big-time. Make sure you don't screw up. Okay, black? I mean, black -- john black.
John: Okay, Ops, here's your I.D. Now that I know that you're for real --
Ops: It doesn't get more realer than me.
John: Tell me what you got for me.
Ops: The latest in spy gear. Only the best for you. These right here are guaranteed to make you tops in the spy world, Dawg.
Brandon: Samantha... you have gone through so much trouble today to make me happy, I want to do something nice for you.
Sami: You already are being extremely nice.
Brandon: Oh, yeah?
Sami: Oh, yeah. Don't stop.
Brandon: Mmm, I don't plan to. Like you said, first we'll have a little lunch... then dessert. That'll take us right up to about dinner time -- you and me, a table at Tuscany, dancing to a salsa beat. We'll get all dressed up, and then come home and take everything off nice and slow.
Sami: Sounds like heaven.
Sami: Except for one thing. I have will tonight.
Brandon: I forgot. Well, I guess we'll, uh, do it some other time.
Sami: No, no. I will find a way to make this work. I'll call Lucas. He's just down the hall. I'm sure he can take will tonight. In fact, I saw his car in the garage on my way home from my shift, so I will just call him right now. He could even pick will up from school, maybe take him to the arcade for a couple hours. Come on, Lucas, answer the phone. He probably saw my caller I.D. And decided not to answer. You are driving me crazy. Okay, this calls for desperate measures. I'm going to go to his apartment and bang on the door until he lets me in.
Brandon: Wait, Samantha, you can't go into the hallway dressed like that.
Sami: Oh. Oh! Ha ha ha. Um, you like the way I look in your clothes, right?
Brandon: Uh...hurry back.
Sami: I will.
Sami: Lucas, open the door. Lucas, I know you're in there, so open up, okay? 'Cause I need a favor.
Deb: What do you want?
Sami: What do I -- Deb, what are you even doing here?
Deb: What, do you think I live at the hospital? I'm not always in my nurse's uniform. Sometimes I just like to take it off.
Lucas: Hey, Deb, I got the tub full, and I'm ready for ya!
Deb: Oh ho ho.
Sami: I don't believe this.
Deb: He's always ready.
Sami: O-oh, my god.
Lucas: Sami. You're, uh, you're wearing a trench coat and not much else. Hmm.
Deb: [ Giggles ]
Lucas: Oh, wait, wait, wait. I get it. Hey, I'm sorry. I am. I hate to disappoint you, but I just don't feel like having a threesome this afternoon.
Nicole: I like this blouse. I paid a lot of money for it. And I'm damned if I'm taking it off because you decide to have a little snit-fit! Ow!
Victor: Don't even think of disobeying me, Nicole.
Nicole: You're hurting me!
Victor: I saved your ass from death row, and I can put you back there any time I damn well please, and don't you ever forget that! Now, it is obscenely late for you to be getting up. From now on, you'll be down for breakfast at 6:00 A.M.
Nicole: Oh, my god.
Victor: The reason you're sleeping so late is because of all the drinking you've been doing. Well, that's going to stop. I've instructed Henderson
l lock up the liquor. And, of course, you won't be going to any more bars. No more booze, Nicole. You're going to have to face life from now on sober.
Nice: Fine. I'll stop drinking. I'm late for my hair appointment.
Victor: I've canceled that.
Nicole: Excuse me? What, do you expect me to do my own hair?
Victor: Of course not. Henri will be coming here, as will your fashion stylist and your makeup artist. It's the lap of luxury, Nicole. They'll all be coming to you -- here.
Nicole: You're keeping me prisoner?
Victor: Well, not exactly under house arrest. Not yet. Although you might find it difficult entertaining yourself since I've cut off all your credit and cash cards.
Nicole: Everybody needs money, damn it.
Victor: No, no, no. Independent people need money. You, on the other hand, are entirely dependent on me, and I have decided to cut you off. Piggy bank is closed.
Nicole: I hate you!
Victor: Not as much as I hate you! And I hate that blouse! Now take it off!
John: All right... so tell me, what's this?
Ops: Well, it looks like a camera, and it is a camera. Throw 'em off track, baby. Ha ha ha ha. Yeah.
John: Wise guy, huh?
Ops: Yeah. Hey, at the rate you're going, we'll be here all day. Let me give you the rundown. Remote control detonator -- self-explanatory. Global positioning satellite device. Wireless access, homing frequency to headquarters' generator with a direct voice link to the jade scorpion dim sum palace and sushi bar for those late-night stakeouts.
John: And the I.S.A. Keeps you on payroll because...
Ops: Because everybody knows that the spy game is all about looking good, and Ops keeps you looking fabu. Now this here... is my special little baby. See how small? No bigger than a safety pin. Just two thin wires hanging from this one tiny button. Say hello to your new best friend Wally Wabbit.
John: Wally Wabbit?
Ops: Look, please don't close your mind now. Wally gets his name on account of his ears -- long and floppy like a cute wiggly Wabbit?
John: Cut the jokes, will you? What's it do?
Ops: You've got to lighten up, dude. Spying is a high-stress occupation -- or, in your case, avocation. You got to keep it light, keep it loose, to be successful at the high-tech buggin' boogie. Wally here picks it all up -- every little whisper -- and he does it invisibly. Wally is so easy to bury and so hard to find. Look, I wasn't kidding when I said he'd be your new best friend. Wall earns his payday. I see you thinking of all the possibilities, and they are endless.
John: Yeah, endless. I can use this on Dimera.
Ops: Damn! You took a long time to say the magic word. Hey, I heard you're trying to get dirt on Dimera. What makes you think there is?
John: I can't talk about the Dimeras without using off-color language, and I don't know you well enough yet.
Ops: Okay, but you have your suspicions, right?
John: Yeah, I got my suspicions. Right.
Ops: Well, I respect that. So you're thinking Wally can help you get the pro to back up your suspicions?
John: That's a fact.
Ops: Once you get the proof, then it's off to jail with Tony Dimera, right?
John: [ Chuckles ]
Ops: Ha ha! That's one way to keep him the hell away from your wife.
Sami: You repulse me, Lucas!
Lucas: You're not exactly a turn-on yourself, sweetie. Now do you mind?
Deb: I'll wait for you in the bedroom.
Lucas: All right, sounds good.
Sami: You know what? She is just perfect for you. She has not a brain in her head, but she sure does giggle a lot. Did I say giggle? I meant jiggle!
Lucas: What's with you, huh? What are you undressed for?
Sami: My boyfriend. We happen to have a committed relationship, which is more than I can say for you and nurse deb. I mean, she's like your own personal wind-up slut. She's sleeping with you in the afternoon? Then who's she going to sleep with tonight?
Lucas: You watch it, all right? Deb's a nice girl.
Sami: Oh, I'm sure you have fascinating conversations about books and the opera.
Lucas: You know what? At least she has a real job. Not like you -- just answering phones and running errands. "Nurse's station -- Sami speaking!"
Sami: Oh, you are so predictable! Mrs. Horton asked you to administer the tom and Alice Horton fund at the hospital, and you go right to work playing "hide the thermometer" with nurse Deb! I mean, you've got a hell of a nerve, turning your apartment into a pleasure playground after you lectured me for having Brandon move in with me and will.
Lucas: Debbie doesn't live here. We're having a play date while will's at school, that's it. And you know what? What I do on my own time is my business.
Sami: You just made it my business.
Brady: Dr. Wesley's in there.
Dr. Bader: It's going to be all right, Brady. Things are finally heating up.
Dr. Bader: How are you doing, Nancy?
Craig: She had a mother of a contraction, and then when she was trying to convince us to let her go see Chloe, her water broke.
Dr. Bader: No getting up and going anywhere now.
Craig: See? I told you. Excuse me. Brady, listen, we're in the final stretch now, so that baby could come any time.
Brady: I'll let Chloe know.
Craig: Please, please. And will you tell her we love her?
Brady: Yes, you got it.
Dr. Bader: I'm going to see how dilated you are, Nancy.
Craig: I'm right here, baby. I'm right here. Hold my hand. Hold my hand.
Dr. Bader: You're getting there.
Nancy: Getting there? Getting where -- ohh!
Craig: Ah, yes, another contraction.
Dr. Bader: They're going to be getting stronger now that your water's broken. The baby's going to be coming very soon.
Brady: [ Knocks on door ] Chloe? Chloe? Chloe, you in here?
[ Knocks ] Chloe? Chloe? Chloe! What the hell... yeah, where's my girlfriend?
Woman: I don't know.
John: I don't remember asking for your input in my personal business.
Ops: Input. No, no, you did not ask for my contribution. I offered it, but I'm taking it back. Yepper.
John: What else you got? What are these?
Ops: Hey, I been looking for those cufflinks. Seriously. They look like a set of cufflinks, but they're really eeny-meeny-miney-moe video cameras.
John: Video cameras.
John: Amazing. Look at this.
Ops: That is the word. I volunteered for this gig, I'll have you know. You're a legend in the I.S.A., Dude. Most agents come and go, but your whole vendetta with the Dimeras, this war you've got going on -- whoo-whee, big stuff. I did a case study on old papa Dimera -- how he used you and hope Brady like pawns in his own personal chess game, with the whole damn world as his chess board -- moving you people around, manipulating you... just getting his kicks playing with your lives. That's some weird stuff, man.
John: Yeah, it's weird.
Ops: And the way he messed with Marlena Evans, holding her captive... Steffy D. Must have had some powerful pirate fantasies going on, you know what I mean? Locking her up on his island -- I would love to have my own island, wouldn't you? But now... man, he messed her mind up something bad -- her and his son Tony, too. Getting them two together some way, somehow, so they could have those test-tube babies... twins! Experimenting with human life. I can see why you hate the Dimeras. Okay, I'm -- I'm done. All through. I am off your personal business. Check this out. Take a look at that.
[ Electronic blip ]
[ Ringing ]
Ops: This is her. This is Marlena.
John: That's right. That's my wife.
Ops: It all just came clear. The gadgets, spy games, the things you're doing -- only it's not a game. You'll fight to the death for this woman. I saw a picture of her in your file from many years ago. Figured she lost the magic by this time. But, damn...she's still got it.
Ops: She's still got . I'd fight for her myself.
[ Knock on door ]
Nicole: Oh. Um, I was hoping you were home, but I guess you're busy. Candles in the middle of the day can only mean one thing. Enjoy your afternoon delight, and tell Sami I said she doesn't deserve you.
Brandon: Oh, hey, Nicky, come on. I am never too busy for you. You look like hell. What's wrong?
Nicole: I'm not talking about my problems with that bitch listening in the bedroom!
Brandon: Samantha's --
Nicole: You don't deserve my brother!
Brandon: She's not even here. Even if she was, I'd make time for you. Tell me what that bastard did.
Nicole: Ha ha. I'm fine. I just came by to see you, that's all. I wanted to see if you wanted to go to lunch, but it looks like y h have plans, so...
Brandon: Nicky, don't pretend everything's okay. I can see the whole story in your face. You're miserable. Why don't you just admit it?
Nicole: It's not that easy.
Brandon: Sure it is. Leave him, Nicky. Walk away.
Brady: What do you mean, you don't know where she is? What kind of a hospital is this? Can I borrow this, please?
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Nicole: I can't leave victor.
Brandon: Why not? You mean you can't leave him now, or you can't leave him ever?
[ Knock on door ]
Brandon: What the hell?
Nico: I'm here to take Mr. Kiriakis' wife back home.
Brandon: Yeah, well, you tell Mr. Kiriakis he can take a flying leap.
Nicole: Brandon, Brandon! It's okay. I'll go.
Brandon: No, Nicky, I'll cancel my plans, all right? We'll have lunch.
Nico: Mr. Kiriakis wants her back home.
Brandon: Tell Mr. Kiriakis to go to hell.
Nicole: Brandon, I have to go. Actually, I'm glad Nico came by. I, uh, I just remembered I have an appointment that I can't be late for. Thank you for worrying about me, but I can take care of myself. Bye.
Brandon: What? Nicky... Nicky.
Lucas: I call it my business 'cause that's exactly what it is -- it's my business.
Sami: Oh, you can't --
Deb: Ahem. I had loads of fun.
Lucas: No, no, no, don't go. I can get rid of this witch in a second. Don't worry about it.
Deb: The bubbles are all gone by now, anyway. Call me. Maybe next time we won't get interrupted.
Lucas: Yes, I will call you, and we won't get interrupted again. I mean it. You can count on me. I'm your man.
Deb: Mmm! You give me tingles.
Lucas: Bye-bye. Tingles are good, tingles are good.
Sami: Oh, my god, Lucas. Put your tongue back in your mouth!
Lucas: See that, Sami? Some women are nice and sweet.
Sami: Yeah, with empty heads! I mean, that's why she gets tingly so fast. "Hi, I'm Deb, and Lucas does me on Thursdays!" Seriously, you had better not get any of those bimbos pregnant.
Lucas: Don't worry. I'm not going to make the same mistake I made with you.
Sami: Are you calling will a mistake?
Lucas: He is the greatest thing that has happened to me in my lifetime. And you know what? My only mistake was having him with you. Boy, one careless moment -- one careless moment, and I got to spend the rest of my life sharing custody with somebody I hate.
Sami: Oh, it's no picnic for me, either!
Lucas: Not that the sex was bad.
Lucas: Yeah. In fact, it was kind of good. It was real good. And you look nice, Sami. You look real nice in that trench coat.
Sami: Oh, my god!
Lucas: You know, it kind of reminds me of the opening scene in my favorite x-rated flick. A girl comes through the door, she comes to the guy's house --
Lucas: Only she's got red hair, and you've got --
Sami: Go to hell, Lucas! God!
Lucas: Got her again.
Brady: Hey, pretty lady. You want a lift?
Chloe: Oh...how do you do it?
Brady: How do I do what? Here, have a seat.
Chloe: Uhh. How are you always there for me?
Brady: I always will be. Come on, let's go. You got it?
Chloe: Yeah. ñ
Ops: She's a shrink, right? Does that mean she can read your mind?
John: You don't need supernatural powers to be a psychiatrist, Ops. You just go to med school.
Ops: So she doesn't know you started working for the company again? Hey, man, you better be following procedures -- no communication with civilians. That's the golden rule.
John: I have not involved Marlena in my work, and that's not easy. I like being honest with my wife.
Ops: Really. Does it work?
John: Well, for you to ask that kind of question, obviously you're not married.
Ops: Nah, I've never made it that far. Okay, look, Santa brought you his goodies, so I'm guessing you're one happy spy guy, right?
John: I know I'll get a lot of use out of Wally Wabbit, that's for sure.
Ops: Hey, which reminds me.
Ops: I-I haven't explained the gun. First off, it doesn't shoot bullets. Ready, aim, and when you fire, it shoots an invisible beam that can dismantle the most sophisticated security system.
John: Ah, that's nice. Yes... you know, I got through the security system in the imimera mansion when he first came back into Salem here, but since then, he has replaced the whole system.
Ops: Oh-ho-ho, that baby will get you back in there. Put Tony D.'s system to sleep for as long as you need.
Sami: Grraah! I hate that jerk! Lucas Roberts, prince of sleaze! He's got his own hand-picked harem! He's turned the nursing staff at university hospital into his own personal playmates! You should have seen her, Brandon. She was practically naked! Oh. On second thought, I'm glad you didn't see her because I don't want you looking at anyone's body but mine. I'm sorry I left you alone for so long.
Brandon: Nicky stopped by.
Sami: Uhh! And she is another one! I'm going to have to find the bug spray and have this place fumigated!
Brandon: Samantha --
Sami: No, I don't want that trashy loser in my apartment!
Brandon: Shut the hell up! Don't ever talk about my sister like that.
Nancy: Ooh! [ Breathing ]
Craig: I know.
Craig: I know, I know.
Dr. Bader: The baby's head is crowning. This is it!
Nancy: Aah! God! Craig, Craig, I want Chloe! I want my daughter!
Craig: I know, I know. Breathe, breathe.
Chloe: I'm here, Nancy.
Craig: You should be in bed!
Brady: No, it's okay. Dr. Robins said that Chloe was allowed to witness the birth if it's okay with you. She wanted to be with her family.
Nancy: Oh, yes, honey. I want you here with me. I need you! Oh, god! I think you're just on time!
Brady: All right, I'll be outside.
Chloe: You can do it, mom.
Craig: Come on. Come on, Nancy.
Nancy: [ Groans ]
Dr. Bader: Go for it, Nancy. Push your baby out.
Craig: Come on, honey.
Dr. Bader: Push!
Dr. Bader: That a girl. That a girl.
Victor: I can't tell you how pleased I am you've decided to come aboard. I'll have my assistant call and set a a lunch for the end of the week. I'll look forward to it. Well done, Nico.
Nicole: What the hell are you trying to do, victor? I was visiting my brother before going to the office when your goon dragged me back here. What now, huh? Are you going to chain me to the desk in the living room and make me work from this house?
Victor: That won't be necessary. You no longer work at titan. You're fired. In fact, I was just speaking to your replacement on the phone. Once you've had time to reflect on it, Nicole, I'm sure you'll realize having a job would detract from your duties as my wife. I want you available to me on a full-time basis.
Nicole: Oh, my god.
Victor: Yes, I am your god. From now on, your sole purpose in life is to please me... and, of course, atone for your many sins.
Sami: Nicole is your sister, and you're such a good guy that you overlook all the terrible things that she has done.
Brandon: You don't really know her.
Sami: I know enough. I know that she doesn't want us to be together. The last time she was here, she tried to talk you out of moving in with me and will. Brandon, she hates me. Has she ever once, ever, said anything nice about me? Has she? I didn't think so. And she never will. Brandon, please don't be mad at me, okay? It's really hard being me sometimes, and... I love my son very much, but sometimes, you know, like today, I just want to forget everything that is going on around me and... I want to be close to you... as close as two people can be. Does that make me a bad person?
Brandon: You're human, Samantha, just like the rest of us.
Sami: I'm only human. I just want to be happy, and I want to make you happy. So what can I do to make you happy?
Brandon: Samantha, it is... hard for me to concentrate. I mean, you didn't -- you didn't see Nicky's face when she walked out of here. She's miserable, and she won't tell me what's wrong.
Sami: Well, maybe she just needed a break from her charming husband. It probably helped her a lot to talk to you for a couple minutes. Brandon, what you are forgetting is that Nicole didn't get where she is in life by being stupid. She can take care of herself. You should stop worrying about her so much.
Sami: I need you, Brandon. Be with me. Love me.
Ops: Wally Wabbit won't let you down. You can spy on Tony D., And he'll never know. Have a ball.
John: It's not about having a ball, Ops. I'm going to bring down the house of dimera.
Ops: Going for total destruction?
John: That's a fact. Tony won't know what hit him.
[ Baby crying ]
Craig: You hear that? That's our little baby. Ha ha ha ha.
Nancy: Our baby girl.
Craig: Mm-hmm. Oh, oh, you did it, Nancy. You really did it. I love you, sweetheart.
Nancy: Oh, Craig... I love you, too.
Dr. Bader: Who wants to hold her first?
Nancy: Give her to her father.
Craig: Oh... okay. Um...
Dr. Bader: Daddy...
Craig: Come here. Oh... yeah.
Dr. Bader: Okay.
Craig: Hi, sweetie. Hi. Oh...hello there. Guess what. Hey, hey, hey. I'm your daddy, you know that? I'm your daddy, and I'm going to spoil you rotten, I am. Oh, sweetheart... look at you. Yeah. You want to meet your mommy? You want to meet your mommy? The reason why you're here... don't tell her I told you because she's a pushover. Got he
Craig: Ha ha ha ha!
Nancy: Hi, sweetheart. Oh...she's so sweet and adorable.
Nancy: Oh, look at those little feet. Oh... you are so worth the wait. Would you like to hold your little sister?
Chloe: Is that okay?
Nancy: Oh, it'll be perfect. You two are going to be so close, I just know it.
Craig: Come here, come here.
Nancy: Go to your daddy.
Craig: Come here.
Nancy: There you go.
Craig: Oh, my gosh, you are so adorable. You're flying. Meet your new big sister. Look at that. Look at that. Got her?
Chloe: Yeah. Yeah.
Craig: There we go.
Chloe: There we go. Hi. Hi. She's so beautiful. Do you think she can see me?
Craig: Well, you know, I don't know. When babies are first born, they -- they can't really focus, but, I don't know, she's kind of special. She's staring right at you.
Chloe: Ha ha ha ha. Did you decide on a name yet?
Nancy: Your father and i thought that we would leave that up to you.
Chloe: Me? I couldn't -- I have no idea.
Nancy: Oh, yes, you do. You just take your time. It'll come to you.
Craig: You can do it.
Chloe: Okay. Hi. Hi, look how beautiful you are.
[ Baby crying ]
Chloe: Oh. Oh. You've made us so happy. Oh, yes, you have, yes, you have. You're only a few minutes old, and already you have given us so much joy. Yes. Joy. Your name is joy. That's her name. Her name is joy.
Craig: I think it is.
Chloe: Hey, Brady, come meet my new sister. Joy, this is my boyfriend Brady. Brady, this is my new baby sister...
Chloe: Joy Wesley.
Abby: Look what grandpa bill sent me all the way from Africa!
Jack: What in the hell is that?
Bo: Now you know what it's like to have your life in someone else's hands.
Tony: The sooner the judge passes a life sentence, the sooner you will be a dead man.
Larry: Hope, always a pleasure.
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