Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 6/27/03--Canada; 6/30/03--USA
Shawn-d: Here, sit down.
Belle: [ Sighs ]
Shawn-d: What were you and philip doing skulking around on that ship?
Belle: We were not skulking.
Shawn-d: I know what I saw.
Belle: Look, I was following philip, but -- wait. How did you know we were on the ship in the first place?
Shawn-d: Think. How could I know? I was there.
Nicole: God, I haven't been here in so long. Then again, I haven't been anywhere in so long.
Brady: Yeah, what's up with that? I had to talk my grandfather into letting you come here with me tonight.
Nicole: I'm just glad you did. Oh, buy me a drink?
Brady: Yeah, there are some things I need to take care of. Are you going to be okay by yourself at the bar?
Nicole: Mm, I have never met a barstool I didn't like. Bartender, either.
Brady: Yeah, I'm sure.
[ Cellular phone rings ]
[ Ring ]
Nicole: Excuse me. Hello? Mr. Ed? I don't know a mr. --
Larry: [ Imitates horse whinnying ] Did you forget about me, baby? Ha ha ha ha.
[ Door opens ]
Kate: [ Gasps ] Oh, my god.
Hope: Ouch. Oh.
Jesse: The boys here voted to shoot you, but I told them a few gunshots, we'd have the neighbors down here in a flash, or some nosy bastard. So we can't shoot you, much as my trigger finger's itching to. But no problem. I got a better way to kill you. Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
Kate: Lucas, why do I keep finding you in sami's room?
Roman: Haven't I told you to stay away from my daughter?
Lucas: Well, wait -- wait a second. I got a message that sami wanted to see me, to talk about will, I would assume. You know, his -- his day camp, and, uh, his pool parties and -- and sleepovers. He's got a busy schedule, and she can't talk on the phone. You -- you know that.
Roman: Yeah, we know.
Lucas: Right. Ahem. So, uh... will's, um, swimming trunks are in his closet? Is that right? Oh, perfect. It's top shelf. Thank you. Um, uh, glad that you'll be getting out of here. I'll -- I'll come by your apartment tomorrow, and I'll see you -- with will. Ahem. Bye-bye. Excuse me.
Kate: I'm going to go talk to him for a minute.
Roman: Well... hi. It's great news. You're getting out of here tomorrow. Your mom called to tell me. How can I help? I mean, uh, with your recovery. Want me to stop by the store, pick you up something? You want me to come by, drive you home?
Roman: Ah. You'reinine on your own. Yeah. Well, of course you are fine on your own, but come on. Your dad's a cop, and looking after your safety's in my dna. And I don't like tony or lucas anywhere near you. Early in the morning, late at night, those two worms have been coming to visit you... apparently. Not anymore, sami. You see, as far as I'm concerned, they are the reason you're here, and I want them to keep their distance. Do you understand me?
Kate: Lucas, I really couldn't believe my eyes. You were hugging sami.
Kate: So why?
Lucas: She's miserable, all right? She may never speak again. She's depressed.
Kate: So, what does any of that have to do with you?
Lucas: I gave her a hug. She -- she's feeling down. I wanted to cheer her up. What's the big deal?
Kate: The big deal? The g g deal is that you have hated her with a passion for years, and now I walk into her hospital room, and I see you embracing her? You know, that makes me think the unthinkable.
Lucas: Oh, yeah? What's that?
Kate: That you have completely lost your mind. That you're falling for sami.
Nicole: Are you crazy, calling me here? How did you even know where I was?
Larry: I heard you talking to that blond hunk-a hunk-a man when you were getting in your car. Hey, how come you didn't invite me to go along? I mean, I wouldn't mind knocking back a couple of belts of scotch, you know? Uh, grooving to some tunes.
Nicole: Mm-hmm. And what would we say when people noticed a dead guy drinking at the bar?
Larry: Details, details, detls. Baby, I'm a free man, all right? Daddy wants to par-tay.
Nicole: No. No partying until you get the job done -- till you kill my husband.
Brady: Nicole? What'd you just say?
Ble: When did you start following me everywhere, shawn?
Shawn-d: Lucky for you, tonight.
Belle: I'm confused. Why did you follow me to the boat in the first place?
Shawn-d: 'Cause when you left the pub, I saw that you didn't go to your car. I was worried about you anyway, so I followed you. You ended up going down to the docks. You were sneaking around with philip. I also saw maya walking into that room you guys were in.
Belle: I didn't know that.
Shawn-d: Yeah. Luckily, I called her, and I told her to meet me here.
Belle: So that's why you two were together.
Shawn-d: Okay, good. So now it's your turn.
Belle: My turn for what?
Shawn-d: To tell me why you and philip were on that ship in the first place.
Bo: Look, man, you're already wanted for stealing a car and jumping bail. That's why we came after you.
Jesse: Trying to get rich off my troubles, huh?
Bo: Jumping bail's against the law. So's ripping off cars. No way around it, you'll do time for that, but nothing compared to the time you'll do if you kill us.
Jesse: Tell me something, smart guy -- who's going to tell on us, huh? If you -- if you and the mrs. Are both dead. See, the way I got it figured, you two will be dead. Us three, we'll be long gone. Sayonara, baby. Over and out. Hey, brian, fire up that engine. Let's fill this place up for mr. And mrs. Brady to enjoy with a little exhaust. We'll stuff some rags under the doors on the outside when we leave, make sure no exhaust leaks out and no air gets in.
Jesse: Let's get out of here. Hey, take your deep breaths now. No sense dragging this out. You'll be seeing angels before you know it.
Hope: Okay, I'm waiting.
Bo: For what?
Hope: Your plan. Come on, brady, there's no way out of here. You heard him. They're going to make sure we don't get any air. We need a plan.
Bo: Hey, calm down, calm down. We just...
Hope: [ Coughs ]
Bo: Got to make like houdini and...
Bo: Get out of these damn chains.
Hope: Oh, god.
Hope: [ Coughs ]
Bo: You okay?
Hope: Oh, yeah. I'm just great. Just great, brady. A fat lot of good all that pumping iron and power walking did me. I can't get these chains to budge shoot.
[ Coughs ] Ow! Ow! Don't push so hard. I'm on the other side. Okay, new rule, new rule, new rule -- listen up. Next time I say we wait for the bail jumper to come back out, we wait, okay?
Bo: Uh, yeah, right. From now on, you're the boss.
Hope: Yeah, we'll see how long that laS.
Bo: You know what? You're soundg g more and more like you're whining.
Hope: [ Coughs ] I can't do this, brady.
Bo: Okay, all right, all right, stop. Obviously, this is not working. We got -- damn, if I had my knife or my keys, but they took everything.
Hope: You got to admit, they've covered all bases.
Hope: Okay, I'm looking around here, and there's not one thing that we can use.
Bo: Hey, I got it. I got it.
Hope: What? What?
Bo: We work together here, we bounce the chairs up and down, all right?
Hope: What good is that going to do?
Bo: Well, you know, if nothing else, it might give me my last chance to dance with you.
Hope: Oh, god, brady, thanks a lot.
Bo: Yeah, you ready? What do you want to do, a mambo, a salsa, what?
Hope: Let's do a salsa.
Bo: Okay, 1, 2, 3. Go. Again.
Hope: Oh, god.
Bo: There you go. Try again.
Hope: Ow, my wrists.
Lucas: Relax. I am not falling for sami.
Kate: Then why are you spending so much time with her? You're here when visiting hours start in the morning, you talk the nurses into sneaking you in late at night. That is not the behavior of a man who doesn't care, lucas.
Lucas: Of course I care. Sami's my son's mother.
Kate: Oh, stop. Stop repeating that like it's some type of mantra. Sami is this mother of my son. Lucas, my god, a-a year ago, even a month ago, you could have passed sami lying dead in the street, and you wouldn't even have given it a second thought, unless, of course, it was a happy one.
Lucas: Oh, nice. So you want your own son to be a cold-hearted bastard.
Kate: I don't think of you that way at all, but, lucas -- lucas, you have hated sami. You have plotted against her. You have tried to bring her down more than once, and she has deserved it all, if not more, for everything she's done to you. What has happened to all that hate?
Lucas: How can I hate someone who can't even speak?
Kate: Oh, believe me, she could find a way to make your life miserable with or without her voice if you were stupid enough to give her the chance.
Lucas: I have tried to be a decent human being here.
Kate: Well, don'T. Don't -- not when it comes to sami. Oh, my god, I can't even believe we are having this argument. Unless, of course, it's true, and you're falling into sami's clutches.
Lucas: Damn it, for the last time, I am not falling for sami!
Roman: Ha ha. Sami, let me -- look, make this clear to me, all right? Are you telling me that you wouldn't mind seeing tony and lucas? Your mom tells me that tony's visits are upsetting you. Sami, I can't read your mind, all right? Write it down, whatever you're feeling.
Roman: "I hate tony." All rit.T. You hate tony. So you don't want to see tony again. How about lucas? Oh. Ho ho ho. Here we a again. So you're telling me you wouldn't mind seeing lucas, that if lucas came by your apartment tomorrow, you wouldn't slam the door in his face.
Roman: "He's will's father."
Shawn-d: Come on. You said you followed philip.
Shawn-d: Why? I don't get it.
Belle: When we were at the pub, philip was on his cell phone talking to someone, and I heard him say he'd check out dock 32.
Shawn-d: No. No, we already knew philip was hiding something, but you following him, you were just asking for trouble. Don't you remember the last time you went down there? You ended up in the water with no memory of what happened to you.
Belle: Shawn, look, I am sitting here right in front of you, and I am fine, so stop worrying.
Shawn-d: Why won't you tell me where you were going?
Belle: Shawn --
Shawn-d: You -- you lied to me. You told me that you were going to meet up with kate roberts and talk design. Instead, you follow philip down to the -- to the docks, and you -- this is not like you. Aren't you going to say something?
Belle: I don't know what to say.
Shawn-d: I think you do. Just -- just tell me the truth.
Shawn-d: Philip is not the only one who's hiding something here, okay? There's obviously something big going on. You just won't tell me. So just -- just out with it, belle. Tell me what is going on. This is out there on gloabl - I'm seanna collins. Global tv
Shawn-d: There is a real dblble standard going on here. If I don't tell you something, you freak. You give me hell for not being honest. We broke up over it, remember? Now, here you are not telling me something that must be pretty damn big for you to be following around philip and sneaking around on some ship.
Belle: I'm sorry, shawn. I really am.
Shawn-d: Don't be. Fix it. Tell me the truth.
Belle: [ Sighs ]
Nicole: I'm telling you, contractors -- what a nightmare.
Brady: You're talking to a contractor at this time of night.
Nicole: Victor wanted to put in a gazebo, and he wanted it in before the summer, but this guy keeps pushing it back, and he's postponed it again. It is going to kill urur grandfather. I swear, he's going to die.
Brady: Most people can't get their contractors on the phone, nicole, yet yours calls you late at night.
Nicole: Yeah, that's right, so if you're done interrogating me, can I get back to this phone call?
Brady: Oh, yeah, yeah.
Nicole: 'Cause I really have to get this situation straightened out.
Brady: Definitely. The, uh, the gazebo situation.
Nicole: Yeah. Calling me was a big mistake. Don't ever do it again unless it's an emergency. You're going to blow the whole deal.
Larry: Hey, look, I'm starving out here, blondie. Look, uh, after you're through boozing it up with your pretty, pretty boy, bring me some food, all right? Some, uh, foie gras would be nice, with a bottle of, uh, bruno classico to wash it all down with. Ff-ff-ff-ff-ff. Uh, '92 was a good year.
Nicole: You're dreaming. Damn it. This is america. Supposedly, there's guns on every corner. Why the hell can't I find one?
Kate: You are completely over the top. Yelling at me in public? Just shows that you're irrational when it comes to sami.
Lucas: Why don't you leave it alone, huh? Leave me alone. Why are you doing this to me?
Roman: What do you say that, uh, we go to t b blue note for dinner and drinks? I think we both need to relax.
Kate: Oh, yeah, I would love that. I would really love that, because hospitals make me very nervous. What about you? It's late. Are you going home?
Lucas: No, I'm a little old for a curfew.
Kate: Ah, I see. Now I can't worry about my son. Is that it?
Lucas: She's pretty wound up. I'd start with margaritas. They kick in real fast.
Roman: Lucas, you don't want me to hear you insult your mother again. Trust me. Let's go.
Kate: Good night.
Lucas: Good night, mom.
Lucas: That was nice, real nice. Is that why you had your mom call me to get me over here? Try to soften me up, is that it? And make me -- make me think that there's -- there's some kind of thing? Don't give me that look. Don't give me that "who, me?" Look. I know you. You're always working an angle. You just can't help it, can you? The hell with you and this whole thing. I don't know what you're up to, but whatever it is, you're not going to get away with it. I guarantee it. Mark my words. I don't care what you're writing. I don't care. I don't even want to hear it. I don't even want to be here. You want me out of here? Fine. Fine, I'm out of here. No problem. You know what? I can't get away from you fast enough. I can't believe this. How dare you?
Lucas: Oh, hell.
Hope: Ow! Good lord. Oh, my goodness. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Okay, okay, okay.
Bo: All right, all right.
[ Coughs ]
Hope: [ Coughing this is a lot harder than I thought.
Bo: At least I'm not stepping on your toes.
Hope: Oh, you're a good dancer. Kekeep going.
Bo: Only when I dance with you.
Hope: Hey, you only better dance with me, otherwise you'll never mambo again or salsa -- ow! I'm bumping my head now.
Bo: I like it when you're jealous.
Hope: I like it when I can breathe.
Bo: Sounds like it's breathing -- it's breathing, it's breaking --
Bo: Ow! You okay?
Hope: I don't think there are any broken bones yet.
Bo: All right, uh, we're going to need some help standing up, so we'll have to go over to the car, okay?
Bo: Wait a minute, I got a piece of wood stuck in my back. We're going to have to roll over there, all right?
Hope: You got to be kidding me.
Bo: Yeah, come this way. Come over here, on top.
Hope: Ow, my hands. My wrists. Okay -- ow, ow, my back. Okay, brady, holy moley. Oh -- ow.
Bo: That's -- wait a minute.
Hope: Why am I going this way if the car is over there, brady?
Bo: Well, we got to get some momentum. You ready?
Hope: You know what? I think I read about this position in a marriage manual once.
Hope: [ Coughs ]
Bo: Remember it for later. You ready? 1, 2, 3, go.
Hope: Okay. Ow! Ow! Oh, good lord. What did I get myself into?
Kate: What do you say we get a table?
Nicole: Her again.
Kate: I like lots of privacy when I'm with you.
Roman: That sounds good to me. Here you go.
Kate: Thank you.
Bo: You got it.
Roman: Well... that's funny.
Kate: What is?
Roman: Well, my nephew is over there with his girlfriend, and, uh, it wasn't long ago that they were climbing on the monkey bars. Now they're going in bars.
Kate: Oh. I'm sure they're not drinking. This place could lose its license.
Kate: Do you want to go say hi?
Roman: No, no. They look pretty intense, and I've hadnonough of that for one night.
Kate: I'm really sorry that lucas was so obnoxious to both of us. It certainly unnerved me to see him with sami.
Roman: Me too. I mean, the last thing my daughter needs is to hook up with one of tony dimera's henchmen.
Belle: I wish you wouldn't put it that way. Okay, there are some things I haven't told you.
Shawn-d: Why not? What can't you tell me?
Brady: Yeah, sis. What can't you tell him?
Belle: If you're going to eavesdrop, I'm not going to come here anymore.
Brady: Oh, then I take it back. I need all the customers that I can get. And if you have any advice for sprucing up the place, I'm open.
Belle: Maybe a jukebox that plays all of my favorite songs. I'll give you a list and bill you for my services.
Brady: Ha ha. I see. Well, I'm going to get back to work, and because you're my sister, I'll send over a bottle of our finest root beer. See ya.
Shawn-d: So are you going to tell me, or do I have to get used to the new belle, one who sneaks around and hides and doesn't tell me the whole truth?
Belle: Okay, I'll tell you soththing. I found out something by accident -- something about philip. He's not a regular marine, shawn.
[ Coughs ] That was fun.
Bo: Yeah, well, that job's done.
Hope: I'm going to have so many bruises all over me...
Bo: Okay, now we got to lean up against the car, use it to help us stand up, okay?
Hope: Okay. That sounds easy.
Bo: You ready?
Hope: But then again, so did rolling over here. Okay, 1...
Both: 2, 3.
Both: [ Coughing ]
Bo: One more time. 1...
Both: 2, 3.
Hope: Use your legs, brady. Aah! Okay.
Bo: You all right?
Hope: Okay. Now what?
Bo: Now we got to make it over to that barrel over there, all right?
Hope: Oh, my god. You got to be kidding me.
Bo: What do you want to do, hop?
Hope: I don't know. De me on your back. Remember how we did at the fair? Okay.
Bo: All right, hold on.
Hope: But -- aah!
Bo: You there?
Hope: Yes. Okay, keep going. Ow, my hand! My wrist -- yes. Oh, keep going. Stop -- go down, down, down, down -- almost there. Turn around. All right. Aah! Oh, brady.
Bo: You all right? Okay.
Hope: Oh, my goodness.
Bo: Hold on. Now, when I say --
Hope: I hurt all over.
Bo: When I say...
Hope: You say what?
Bo: You're going to have to step on that pedal there, all right?
Hope: Okay. I'll try.
Bo: Step on the pedal.
Hope: But why?
Bo: Don't argue with me.
Hope: I'm not arguing with you. I'm just asking a question. Why do you want me to do that?
Bo: Just --
Hope: Okay, whatever. I don't have an answer.
Bo: Okay, wait. Ready.
Hope: Oh, brady.
Bo: Yeah. Now we're really getting kinky.
Hope: This is so gross.
Bo: You all right?
[ Coughing ]
Hope: [ Coughing ]
Lucas: Stop! No, don't do it! Don't kill her! I killed franco! I did it!
Man: You're too late!
Lucas: No, it can't be!
Man: Look for yourself.
Lucas: It can't be! No. No!
Lucas: No! No! Get off me! No! No!
Sami: [ Sobbing ]
Tony: Come on, sit down.
Sami: No, get off me! Stop pretending like you care about me, both of you. I don't need your phony sympathy. I know you hate me. You can't bother denying it, because I know everybody hates me. The only person who ever really loved me was brandon, and now he hates me, too.
[ Sobbing ] I was so close. I was so close to finally getting what I wanted, and now I have nothing. I'm going to be alone and lonely for the rest of my life. Oh, god! Oh, god!
Nicole: I told brady, but will he listen?
Man: Will he listen to anybody? Ahem. Hi, boss.
Brady: All right, who's complaining about me now?
Nicole: Me. I was questioning your design sense, your taste in music, your menu choices... did I forget anything?
Nicole: I like his wardrobe.
Brady: Thank you. What's wrong with my design sense?
Nicole: This place, brady -- it couldn'bebe less like a nightclub.
Brady: What are you talking about? It is a nightclub. I got the license to prove it.
Nicole: No, I-I'm talking about the feeling when you walk in. It's like a sterile concert hall for diva wannabes and the occasional country-western diva. Am I right?
Nicole: Brady, the blue note should be rockin' -- not music to chew to, but music you want to get up and dance to, and all it is now is a place to have a quiet drink -- yawn. Ha ha. You need to attract a young, hip clientele.
Brady: My sister's here with her boyfriend.
Man: Can't get rich shilling ginger ale and fries.
Brady: I appreciate that. Thank you.
Nicole: The point is is the blue note should be a wild time, a place where you don't know what's going to happen, but you know you're going to have fun.
Man: Yeah, drop a big tip on the bartender.
Nicole: Exactly. Look, brady, you need to bring in young professionals with money to spend.
Brady: You know what? I hate to admit it, but I have been reviewing the quarterly reports. Business has gone down steadily over the past few years.
Nicole: Okay, so what are you going to do about it?
Brady: Well, I was thinking about hiring a new manager.
Nicole: Don't stop there. Hire an interior designer, a music consultant, and a foodie to revise the menus.
Bdydy: You know what? I got a better idea. Why don't i just hire you instead?
Brady: Yeah, you could revamp the place and run it with me.
Nicole: Oh. I wish I could.
Lucas: All right, look, sami, here's the deal -- I didn't mean what I said before. I'm just having trouble understanding my -- my feelings... of trusting them. I-I love you, sami. I love you so much. I want us to be together. I want us to be together for real this time.
[ Snoring ]
Brady: Nicole, what do you mean, you wish you could? Just make it happen.
Brady: Why not? What's stopping you?
Nicole: My husband is old school. He doesn't want his wife working.
Brady: Well, it's not like you need the money. Come to think of it, my grandfather doesn't need the money, either. Well, maybe it's because he doesn't want you working for his company, that's all.
Nicole: Brady, I know it's hard for you to understand --
Brady: This is not you, nicole. You are not some meek trophy wife. What's going on here? You're incredibly talented. You have an amazing business sense. You know a lame club when you see one, and I'm sure you can transform this place into one of salem's hot spots.
Nicole: Well, at least I know you don't completely hate me.
Brady: I don't hate you. I don't know you well enough to hate you. Come on, you're going to do a great job. What do you say?
Nicole: I-I've been great at every job I've ever had, but I just -- I know victor. He won't go for it.
Brady: I will get through to my grandfather.
Nicole: [ Gasps ] Really?
Roman: All right, thank you.
Man: You're very welcome, sir.
Kate: Anyway, lucas is hardly one of tony's henchmen.
Roman: He works for the guy.
Kate: Not for long. Lucas is one of those lost souls. He's always looking for a way to belong, because lord knows, his childhood didn't prepare him to make wise choices.
Roman: He's not a kid anymore, kate. He can't be using that excuse.
Kate: Why not? It works for sami.
Roman: Ha ha ha ha. All right, lady. Touché.
Kate: And you know something? Lucas never went around switching paternity tests to hold onto a lover, either.
Roman: All right, all right, all right, I hear you, okay? I hear you. You're absolutely right. Sami is no saint.
Kate: But if you want the two of them to stay apart, believe me...
Roman: Far apart.
Kate: Well, you're not going to get any argument from me about that.
Roman: I'll tell you what -- let's not argue at all.
Kate: Maybe, then, we shouldn't talk about lucas and sami, huh?
Roman: I'll go you one better. Let's not talk at all.
Shawn-d: What I want to know is why. Why were you two sneaking around that ship, and -- and what did you find in that crate?
Belle: And that's exactly what I can't tell you.
Shawn-d: Damn it.
Belle: Shawn, it's not my secret to tell.
Shawn-d: What does that mean?
Belle: I promised I wouldn'T. Look, I know what I've always said about being honest, but that's when it comes to things between you and me, and -- and this is different. This is about keeping a friend's confidence. You understand what I mean, don't you?
Swnwn-d: Yeah. I just don't like the fact that philip asked you to keep a secret from me, but I realize it's not your fault.
Belle: Then it's okay. You trust me, right?
Shawn-d: Yeah, I still trust you.
Belle: Thank you so much, shawn. You are the best boyfriend a girl could ask for.
Shawn-d: Oh, no. Don't even give me that.
Belle: Come here.
Both: [ Coughing ]
Bo: If this wasn't a life-and-death situation, I'd be having some pretty kinky thoughts right about now.
Hope: This is so gross. Let's get out of here while we can still breathe. Come on.
Both: [ Coughing ]
Hope: Bo. Bo, your truck.
Bo: Oh, no. They -- they took our suv.
[ Coughs ]
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Nicole: Uh... oh, so, um, I-I want to talk lighting, the whole stage setup --
Brady: No, no, no, no, I'm -- I'm good with sound. I just need help with the whole visual thing. So what else you got?
Nicole: I'm serious about the food. You -- you got to push it upscale, brady. Make it trendy. Do some interesting salads for the women and introduce some -- some kick-ass appetizers for the guys. Ohanand -- and by the way, a lot of women eat from the left side of the menu only, so some hors d'oeuvres and salads or soup, and you got to jack up the price and push the mixed drinks so they can empty their pockets.
Brady: Well, I can tell you're already going to be worth every penni I pay you.
Nicole: About that...
Brady: No, no, hang on. Don't worry. Just because you're incredibly rich does not mean you're going to be working for free. Are the salary negotiations officially open?
Nicole: Make me an offer.
Brady: I'llelell you what I'll do. I'll get a contract drawn up and have it delivered for your approval.
Nicole: Okay, it sounds good. Um... I would like a $200 advance.
Brady: Okay -- okay. An advance?
Nicole: It's just I-I left my wallet in my other purse. I swear, I can be such a girl sometimes.
Brady: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. That's -- that's -- that's fine. Um... here you go.
Nicole: Oh. Thank you for this. Uh, so... let's talk music.
Roman: All right, lady, I think you need a little more wine here.
Kate: Ha ha ha.
Roman: There you go.
Kate: No! Only half. I already had two.
Roman: Well, yeah, but you're laughing, you're having a good time, and you're giving me those come-hither looks.
Kate: Oh, I don't need any wine to find you attractive or funny or sexy.
Roman: We're not alone here, you know.
Kate: I know. I'll keep it clean.
Roman: You know what?
Roman: I like taking you out, kate roberts, but I love taking you home.
Kate: My place or yours?
Roman: Let's go tmymy place. It's closer. Let's go.
Belle: So I guess I made it here just in time.
Belle: Maya -- she wants you.
Shawn-d: Oh, let's not talk about her.
Shawn-d: Yoknknow I wouldn't have done anything with her, whether you showed up or not.
Belle: I know. You know, I never understood what someone meant when they called a woman a barracuda, but now I understand. They mean maya. You know, I don't understand how she could continually throw herself at you when she knows you have a girlfriend.
Shawn-d: Hey, girlfriend?
Shawn-d: Shut up.
Belle: Make me.
Woman: Mr. Roberts? Mr. Roberts?
Lucas: Yes, what is it? What can I do for you?
Woman: Nothing, sir. You were lost in thought, that's all. I wanted to make sure you were okay.
Lucas: Yeah, I am. I'm fine. Um, I'm sure you have patients to attend to, jenny. Don't worry about me.
Bo: Our brand-new car. Damn them!
Hope: Brady, brady, brady, don't worry about that right now. We'll deal with it later. The important thing is we're not chained up anymore. We are breathing beautiful, sweet air.
Bo: They stole our new car. They just made a big mistake. They just made this personal.
Both: [ Cghghing ]
Mimi: I downloaded all the data from the hospital mainframe. I just hope she's in there and the records can tell you who your mother is.
John: I came to say goodbye.
Marlena: I won't say goodbye. I'll say "I love you."
John: And I love you.
Sami: Hi. I found my voice. Now where's yours?
Brady: Oh, my god. Larry welch.
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