Days Transcript Wednesday 6/18/03


Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday  6/18/03--Canada; 6/19/03--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Chrissy

Shawn-d: How many times do I have to tell you no?

Cassie: None. No more, because I know you don't mean .. nobody will find out. It'll be our little secret.

Shawn-d: Are you out of your frickin' mind? I am not going to have sex with you.

Cassie: But I need you, and I know that you need me.


[ Devices beeping ]

John: Come on, Philip. Damn it all. That's what I get for working with a rookie.

Tek: Well, he may be a rookie, but without his connections, our chances to be at that party would be mighty slim. Got to admit, Philip was the best man for the job.

John: Yeah, until he involved my daughter. I swear, Tek, anything happens to that girl...


Belle: Hey. Get me out of here.

Philip: Shh. Belle, let me unzip your dress.


Maya: I've been working very diligently to keep our shipments moving according to schedule. I've yet to receive a complaint from a client. None from you, either, I trust.

Tony: Well, none so far.

Maya: So I think I've told you everything you needed to know.

Tony: Ha ha. Have you, Maya? Have you told me everything?


Belle: [ Sighs ] I'm claustrophobic.

Philip: Shh.

Philip: You have a slip on, right? All right, just let me unzip this.

Belle: No!


Victor: I'll hold you to that. Thanks for coming.

Nicole: So, Brady's moving in already?

Victor: Mm-hmm.

Nicole: Oh. So, uh, when you're out of the house, you'll trust me all alone with that hot hunk of young flesh?

Victor: Watch your mouth.

Nicole: Ha ha. I'll try not to drool. After all, I'm not the senile old man in the family.

Victor: You know, if you find my presence and Brady's too difficult to tolerate, as quickly as I made arrangements for him to move in here, I can make alternate living arrangements for you. I understand statesville is lovely this time of year. Up to you, Nicole. Live with it.

Nicole: Fine. Let's see how long you can live with it.


[ Crickets chirping ]

[ Distant dog barks ]

Brady: What do you want?

Nicole: Isn't it obvious? Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.


Henderson: Excuse me. Mr. Kiriakis?

Victor: What is it, Henderson?

Henderson: Do you know where rs. Kiriakis might be? The Martinsons were hoping to say goodbye.

Victor: I'll handle it. My wife is not fit to socialize with anybody.


Brady: I'm not playing games, Nicole.

Nicole: Neither am I, so get your butt out of here, huh? This isn't a pool party.

Brady: I'm not bothering anyone. What's the big deal, huh?

Nicole: Well, I wouldn't want any of our guests coming out here and seeing you like this.

Brady: What, this is not appropriate attire? You show more skin when you go to the grocery store.

Nicole: Oh, shut up. I do not.

Brady: Oh, that's right. You don't do the shopping. The cook does. That's something I'm going to have to get used to. Is there anything else I need to know before I settle in?

Nicole: Uh, you make it sound like that's really going to happen.

Brady: Well, grandpa Victor already gave me the key. It's done.

Nicole: Uh, grandpa Victor didn't discuss it with me, and I don't want you living here.

Brady: What's the matter, you afraid I'm going to ruin your little love nest with my grandfather? All right, "love nest" is not exactly the appropriate word.

Nicole: My relationship with Victor is none of your business.

Brady: Sure it is. He's family, and I don't want to see him get hurt.

Nicole: Oh, please. The man has a heart of stone.

Brady: So you don't think he would be upset if he found out you kissed me.

Nicole: Did you get upset? Is that why you're so anxious to combine households with nasty ol' gramps? Maybe you want to keep an eye on me.

Brady: I'd rather I didn't have to, and I'm sure you'd rather I didn't, either.

Nicole: I'm sure you'll keep my secret, Brady.

Brady: What secret is that?

Nicole: I don't know. Pick one. The kiss, the slap.

Brady: I love my grandfather. I would never tell him that his wife kissed me.

Nicole: I was drunk, I was bored, I was testing you. It didn't mean anything.

Brady: No. It didn't.

Nicole: Hey.

Brady: What's the matter? It's just a little water, Nicole. Huh?

Nicole: Stop, you jerk.

Brady: Just a little water.

Nicole: Cut it out!

Brady: What's the matter?


John: Come on, Tek, help me out, man. Why isn't he responding?

Philip: Promise you'll be quiet?

Tony: Come on, Maya. If we're going to continue doing business together, I need to be fully informed.

Maya: I don't know what you're talking about.

Tony: For starters, this lawsuit you've filed -- not a good idea.

Maya: Why not?

Tony: Well, it could turn ugly. You can't afford that kind of publicity.

Maya: The bastard owes me money. Trust me, I'll get what's owed.

Tony: Ha ha you know, that's where you and I are very much alike. However, if you get any undue attention on your business ventures, you may end up getting exactly what you're owed.

Maya: Oh, don't worry. I'll get my full markup on the pretty stolen diamonds.

Tony: Yeah.

Maya: And you'll get yours.

Tony: Make sure that's not an afterthought.

Maya: Oh, we're all inherently selfish creatures, aren't we? And I'm the one absorbing all the risk here. But we do have a deal, do we not? 50/50?

Tony: 50/50.

Maya: What's the problem, Tony? Don't you trust me?

Philip: If you want to get out of here, we're going to have to take off this dress, okay? Okay.


Shawn-d: Just...

Cassie: Shawn... this stupid ring. You know, all it does is advertise the fact that you're not getting any.

Shawn-d: No, it says that I'm not... it says how much I love Belle and how committed I am to her.

Cassie: Well, it's not glued to your finger, is it? Couldn't you just take it off for a couple of minutes? Nobody has to find out. You're not breaking any rules. Belle will never know.

Shawn-d: Oh, what do I have to say to make you stop? Just -- just tell me what I have to do.

Cassie: Shawn, loosen up. It is just sex. Everybody's doing it.

Cassie: Why shouldn't we?


Maya: Now who's playing the waiting game?

Tony: I beg your pardon? Oh, yes. You asked me a question. Do I trust you? No.

Maya: Sorry to hear that.

Tony: Well, your late father was a force to be reckoned with. Yoyou obviously are following in his footsteps. I've got good reason to be wary.

Maya: And don't you think I have reason to be wary of you, count Anthony Dimera? I'm in awe of your power. That's why I was so eager to work with you in the first place.

Tony: I had nothing to do with the fortune we're about to acquire.

Maya: Ha ha ha. Money's nice, yes, but diamonds are hardly a girl's best friend.

Tony: Oh, yeah. Well, now that we understand each other, I'd like to propose a toast. To a mutually beneficial partnership.

Tony: Ahh.

Belle: It's so embarrassing. Promise you won't tell anyone.

Philip: Not a word.

[ Thump ]

Tony: What the hell was that?


[ Cellular phone rings ]

Nicole: Ahem.

[ Ring ]

[ Ring ]

Nicole: Hello?

Larry: I got two minutes. Can you talk?

Nicole: Yes, I'll accept the charges.

Larry: They're transferring me into max security tomorrow, so you better be ready to make your move.

Nicole: Don't worry. I have everything we need, but, uh, I need someone to help me with the heavy lifting.

Larry: Um... yeah, there's this guy I know. Let me give you his number.

Nicole: 2 2330. Got it.

Larry: Okay. Now, this guy's gonna help you deliver the goods, but then he'll take care of the other details when it comes time for the switch. Now, he's, uh, he's dependable, but he ain't cheap.

Nicole: Um, I'm a little short on cash right now.

Larry: Look, um, you get what you pay for, blondie.

Nicole: [ Sighs ] All right. I'll figure something out.

Larry: All right, good. By the way, um, where'd you stash our friend john doe, anyway?

Nicole: Uh, in the stables. Look, I got to go.

Brady: Who was that?

Nicole: Nobody.

Brady: Right. So what's all this talk about the stables?

Nicole: Brady, I don't --

Brady: Nicole, I know you're hiding something in there, so you know what? I'm going to check it out for myself.

Nicole: Brady!

[ Coughing ] Oh, please... Brady! Brady, help me!

[ Coughs ]


Shawn-d: Everybody is not doing it.

Cassie: Well, I'm ready now.

Shawn-d: No. You may think you're ready, but when you have sex, it should be with someone that you really care about.

Cassie: Shawn, I really care about you.

Shawn-d: And that someone should feel the same way about you. When it happens, it'll happen naturally. It will just be right. You can't force it.

Cassie: What makes you the expert? Is the time ever going to be right for you? What are you so afraid of?

Shawn-d: Okay, you know, if you want to do it so badly and it's so important to you, then why hasn't it happened yet?

Cassie: I could have any guy I want.

Shawn-d: But you can't have me.


Tony: That's odd.

Maya: Probably the air conditioner.

Tony: No, no... it was something else.

Belle: [ Whispering ] Did he see you?

Philip: Shh.

Belle: Hey. What's that?

Philip: Quiet. Let's go.

Maya: Now it's my turn. I'd like to propose a toast. Here's to getting what we both want -- not just in this endeavor, but in our private lives as well.

Philip: The coast is clear.

Belle: Are you sure?

Philip: Come on, come on. It's safe. Let's go.

Belle: Safe! Easy for you to say. You don't look like a refugee from a lingerie catalog!

Philip: Hello?

John: What the hell is going on there? We lost you. How's Belle?

Belle: Who are you talking to?

Philip: Um, Belle, we're the only ones here.

Belle: I could've sworn --

Philip: And what are we doing standing around here? We have to get you dressed.

Belle: Yeah, ya think?

Philip: I'll go get you a jacket or something, okay?

Belle: Hurry.

Victor: Philip? What in heaven's name is going on here?

Victor: Come over here. What happened to your dress blues?

Philip: I just went outside for a little bit. You know, those things are made of wool, dad.

Victor: Well, what happened to these clothes? And where's Belle?

John: Philip. Philip, do you read me? Damn it! Come on, man!

Victor: Son, you seem distracted.

Philip: I was just trying to figure out where Belle went. I had some car trouble, so I went outside to look under the hood. I think Belle got bored.

Victor: Imagine that.

Philip: Yeah. So, uh, she must have wandered off somewhere.

Victor: Well, I hope she's enjoying herself otherwise.

Philip: Oh, yeah. It was an awesome party. Thank you for inviting us, dad.

Victor: You might want to go upstairs and change your clothes.

Philip: Yeah. Thanks.

Victor: Oh, Philip, have you seen Nicole?

Philip: Uh, not for a while, no.

Victor: I'm sure she can't have gotten very far -- either one of them. Excuse me.

Philip: Where are you, Belle? You have to take off this dress.


Nicole: Brady! Please, don't just stand there. Help me!

Brady: Lifeguard's off duty tonight, Nicole. You're goingo have to get yourself out of this one.

Nicole: Brady, please! My dress is --

Brady: [ Sighs ] God!

Nicole: Thank you, Brady. You saved my life.

Brady: Looks like all those years of watching "baywatch" paid off.

Nicole: Wait. Brady! You can't just leave me here.

Brady: You are fine, Nicole!

Nicole: Brady, I think i twisted my ankle when I fell in.

Brady: Well, tell you what. I'll grab some ice after I say hi to the horses.

Nicole: Damn it.


Tony: If you don't mind my asking, what exactly are you looking for in your private life?

Maya: If I told you that, it wouldn't be private, now, would it?

Tony: Ha ha. That can only mean one thing -- we're talking about a man. Anyone in particular?

Maya: Let's just say he's young, smart, he's easy on the eyes and very eligible.

Tony: Another trophy to your collection?

Maya: Not this one.

Tony: Oh, sounds serious.

Maya: It is. This guy's a keeper.

Tony: I see. His feelings for you -- are they mutual?

Maya: Not yet, but I'm working on it, and I do love a challenge.

Tony: Ha ha. You know, that's what I like about rkrking with you, doing business with you. It's bold, yet discreet. That's rare.

Maya: Yes -- rare. My discretion is one of my very best assets.

Tony: That's why it's imperative that Victor Kiriakis must not find out about you and I having this connection.

Maya: Don't worry. I know how to deal with Victor.

Victor: I was just looking for my wife. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Tony: Oh, no, not at all. Maya and I were just getting better acquainted.

Maya: Such a lovely party, Victor, with such an eclectic guest list. I-I was wondering if the Rolingers were still around. I'd like to catch up with them before they leave.

Victor: I believe they're in the living room.

Maya: Excuse me.

Victor: I hope you don't mind a little unsolicited input.

Tony: Why? What's on your mind?

Victor: I would keep my distance from her if I were you.

Tony: Why is that?

Victor: Well, she has every bit as much power as her father did, and she's not afraid to use it.

Tony: Oh, that's excellent. Obviously we have a great deal in common. Victor -- ha ha -- I'm in total control.

Tony: So, Victor, tell me -- how well do you know Maya?

Victor: Her father was a business associate of mine.

Tony: Oh. Really?

Victor: He was a prominent dealer in fine arts and antiquities. He used my shipping line for his imports and exports.

Tony: I see.

Victor: And when he died a few years ago, Maya took over the business.

Tony: It's a business that's still thriving, I assume.

Victor: Oh, very much so, with a very determined young lady at the helm. A smart woman who's not easily manipulated.

Tony: Oh, Victor, I can assure you I have no interest in Maya -- personal or otherwise.

Maya: My ears were burning. Were you gentlemen talking about me?

Tony: What, two men discussing a beautiful young woman? Ha ha. Imagine that.

Maya: Victor, I think the Rolingers are about to leave.

Victor: Ah. Well, I should see them out, then. Excuse me.

Maya: Everything copacetic?

Tony: Mm. Victor knows nothing about our business arrangement.

Maza: I don't think he'd be too thrilled to discover we're using his ships to transfer the gems. Stroke of genius, wasn't it, using my cover as an art dealer?

Tony: Yes. The two of us as a team -- we're unbeatable.


Philip: You there?

John: Hey, what the hell is going on in there? We lost you again.

Philip: It was just a technical glitch. No problem.

John: Yeah, there's a problem, all right. Now, I want you to get Belle out of there, you hear me?

Philip: I don't know where she is, sir.

John: What do you mean, you don't know where she is? You're supposed to keep your eye on her.

Philip: Look, she probably just went to the bathroom or something. I'll find her.

John: Yeah, well, you damn well better, kid. I knew he couldn't pull this off.

Belle: Psst! Philip!

Philip: I was beginning to wonder.

Belle: Hey, who were you talking to?

Philip: Oh, you mean my dad?

Belle: No, no, no, no. After that.

Philip: Um, no one at all.

Belle: No one? What's that?

Philip: Oh, these are just my -- my tunes.

Belle: Your tunes? Right, right. And you were just singing along.

Philip: Yeah, that's right. I was just singing along.

Belle: Yeah, you are a really bad liar.

Philip: Wasn't I going to go get you something to wear?

Belle: Philip, who were you talking to?

Philip: I can't say. It's classified.

Belle: I knew it! I knew it. You are on some kind of undercover mission, aren't you?

Philip: Look, Belle, you have to promise me -- not a word of this to anybody.

John: I can hear Belle. Is she all right?

Philip: The situation's under control, sir. No problem.

Belle: Is that him? Is that your partner in crime?

Philip: I mean it, Belle. You can't tell anybody about this, not even Shawn.


Shawn-d: Okay, look, I just want you to leave.

Shawn-d: Okay, guess I'll go.

Cassie: Aren't you waiting for Belle? I wonder what's keeping her.

Shawn-d: You know what? I'm really glad that she didn't walk in on the middle of this. I-I'm hoping she didn't.

Cassie: Why? Doesn't she trust you? I mean, you trust her. See, Shawn, that's a mistake because she's not coming. She's partying with your friend Philip.

Shawn-d: You know what? I I have had it with you, Cassie!

Cassie: Did I strike a nerve? I'm sorry. Shawn, you and Belle have a wonderful relationship. It's just full of... passionless commitment. You have no trust. You sure as hell have no fun. Did you see that kiss that Phil laid on her in "love is blind"? I didn't see her pushing him away. Did you see her say no when he invited her to the party at his father's house tonight? No. Shawn, you are blind. But you're not in love, not with her.

Shawn-d: What do you know about love? You don't even love your family. The only person that you love is yourself. A-actually, you know what? I'm going to take that back. You don't even love yourself because why would you put yourself through this? You are jealous of Belle, and she -- she is your sister, Cassie! Okay? And you two are so different because she is nice, she is generous and she is a very sweet person.

Cassie: Sweet? Who wants to be sweet? Generous? Yeah, she's generous. She sure spreads her love around.

Shawn-d: She has been way more generous to you than you ever would deserve, okay? And she felt sorry for you when no one in their right mind -- all right, you know what? I feel sorry for you... 'cause if you're going to keep running your life like this, no one's ever going to fall in love with you.

Cassie: Yeah, well, that will make two of us. And when Belle is hooked up with Philip and you're alone on the sidelines, I promise you, I will never feel sorry for you.


[ Horses neighing ]

Nicole: Brady!


Henderson: Very good, sir.

Tony: Now, our first diamond shipment is tomorrow. I trust you know what to do.

Victor: Well, are you enjoying yourself?

Maya: My father always said you throw the best parties. I certainly can't disagree.

Victor: Well, I hope Tony Dimera hasn't been causing you any trouble.

Maya: He seems perfectly charming.

Victor: In a social setting, yes, but he can be a ruthless businessman.

Maya: Enough about Tony. We have our own business to discuss. I'll be sending out two shipments this week -- one tomorrow, another at the end of the week. As usual, the cargo will be under constant supervision.

Victor: Excellent. As always, a pleasure doing business with you.


Belle: Philip, why can't I -- wait, wait. Come here.

Belle: Great date, Phil. Not exactly what I expected.

Philip: It's been interesting, though, hasn't it?

Belle: I thought today was going to be all about mingling with Salem's elite and talking about theater and eating hors d'oeuvres, and now... we're in a closet.

Philip: We'll be out of here in a second, just as soon as these people leave.

Woman: Alan, darling, please go get the car. You know what this humidity does to my hair!

Belle: Who cares about your hair, lady? The party's over!

Philip: Shh.

Belle: I'm not going to stay in here forever.

Philip: We can't go out there like this.

John: What the hell is he talking about?

Tek: Cool it, man! Philip knows what he's doing.

John: You wouldn't cool it if that were your daughter in there.

Tek: We're just doing a routine surveillance here. It's not exactly watergate. Chill, dude.

Philip: Whoa. Wh-what are you doing?

Belle: I was going to see if the lady was still out there.

Philip: Why don't we give it a couple more minutes?

Belle: Look, Philip, no offense, but I just -- I really want to go home and put some clothes on, and -- and see Shawn.

Philip: Does that mean you're not having fun?

Belle: Gee, let me think about that. First you ditch me, then I rip my dress -- which, by the way, is brand-new and not exactly cheap -- and for the second time tonight, I am stuck in this closet.

Philip: Well, at least I know how to keep things exciting, right?

Belle: Not the kind of excitement for someone who's supposed to avoid small spaces.

Philip: Hey, you've done fine.

Belle: Just don't be surprised if I start hyperventilating.

Philip: Well, I'm sure there's a vacuum bag around here somewhere. I thought it was kind of funny. Ha ha. Um, okay, how about I distract you with a thrilling game of 20 questions?

Belle: 20 questions? How about one question, and I'll start?

Philip: Sure.

Belle: How come I can't tell Shawn about your assignment?

Philip: I told you, that's classified.

Belle: You don't expect me to keep this from him, do you? I mean, secrets are what almost broke our relationship up before.

Philip: You're not supposed to know about it either, and you don't. I mean, not really. You should have never, ever --

Belle: What, accept your invitation to a fun party and then tried to find you after you ditched me?

Philip: Please, just trust me, Belle. You've always been able to trust me, haven't you? Okay. Then just keep it quiet, at least until I have a chance to explain everything.

Belle: Oh, I can't believe I'm letting you talk me into this.


Shawn-d: Belle, it's me. Where are you? What is going on at that party?


Cassie: Hey. How's it goin'?

Man: It's a hot one tonight.

Cassie: Yeah. Yeah, I'm burning up. I wish I could take a swim and cool off a little.

Man: Yeah, I know what you mean. So, you got a name?

Cassie: Cassie. You?

Man: Toby.

Cassie: Toby. I like that.

Toby: So, Cassie... what's a sweet girl like you doing down here alone at the docks at night? You, uh... you looking to score, or what?

Cassie: Oh, n-no. I don't really do drugs. You could score with me, though, if you have what it takes.

Cassie: So, you think you have what it takes to satisfy me?

Toby: Satisfaction guaranteed, baby. Just name your price.

Cassie: Oh, I don't come cheap.

Toby: Well, what are we talkin' -- 50? 100?

Cassie: Is that all I'm worth to you?

Toby: All I got's 300.

Cassie: Ha ha. It's okay. There's more to a man than the size of his wallet. Why don't you say we go someplace private?

Toby: Yeah. How about your very own private jail cell? You're under arrest.

Csssie: Wh-what?

Toby: What do you think? You just solicited an undercover officer.

Cassie: I didn't solicit anything!

Toby: Sex for money? That's called prostitution.

Cassie: You think that I'm a hooker? Oh, my g-- no! This is a mistake.

Toby: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law...


Brady: Your ankle healed pretty fast.

Nicole: You know, I-I never did thank you for your heroics. Is there any way I can repay you?

Brady: Yeah. You can start by telling me what the hell you're hiding in here.

Nicole: You caught me. Ha ha. I am hiding something.

Nicole: Do you want to hear my secret?


Victor: Henderson, have you seen my wife?

Henderson: I'm sorry, sir, I don't know where Mrs. Kiriakis is.


Maya: We're good to go.

Tony: One shipment, to be delivered to our joint holding facility this week.

Maya: All set. One shipment.

Tony: Well, it's time for me to go. Be good, my dear.


Philip: It's been a crazy night, Belle. It's time to get you home. Everything's under control, sir. I'm signing off.

John: Wait a minute. I need to know --

Tek: He's gone.

John: The kid owes me an explanation, tek. If I find out he put my daughter in danger --

Tek: The guy's a marine. You know, we should probably split before Tony comes out of there.

John: Yeah. Yeah. Let's pack it in.


[ Front door closes ]

Philip: About time.

Belle: She's gone?

Philip: All clear. Come on, I'll walk you to your car.

Belle: Like this? I thought you said you were going to get me a jacket.

Philip: Right. Um, be right back. Stay here.

Belle: Philip, what --


Mimi: You have to tell Cassie the truth. She deserves to know Roman's her father, too.

Rex: The truth would kill her.

Mimi: Living a lie would kill you.


Roman: Your daughter is under arrest for solicitation.

Cassie: That's a lie!


Maya: You want Belle, and I want Shawn. Do we help each other?

Belle: I want to hear your famous tarzan yell, Shawn.

Shawn-d: [ Imitates tarzan ]

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