Days Transcript Thursday 7/17/03

 

Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 7/17/03--Canada; 7/18/03--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Bernadette

Belle: Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Can I have my surprise now?

Shawn-D: Well, can I have mine? You go first.

Belle: Aw! Thank you.

Shawn-D: You're welcome. Ah, this is cool. Ha ha ha ha. All right. Should I put it on now?

Belle: Yeah, I think I want to see what it looks like on you.

Shawn-D: All right.

Belle: Ha ha. Whoa.

Shawn-D: I hope it's my size.

Belle: I hope it's too small. Ha ha ha ha.

Shawn-D: Perfect. What do you think?

Belle: I think that I'm lucky Maya's behind bars.

Shawn-D: Oh, would you stop? Even if she was out in the open running around, you'd have nothing to worry about. Why don't you know that?

Belle: Shawn, I'm sorry. I really do hate being insecure.

Shawn-D: Then don't be. And let this hat be a reminder of what you did the night Salem celebrated its 200th birthday. You spent it with your boyfriend.

Belle: Oh, my gosh!

Shawn-D: Sweet.

Belle: Do you think we'll be that romantic when we're old?

John: [ Old man voice ] Hey, who you calling old, girlie?

Belle: Oh, my god!

[ Laughter ]

John: You whippersnpepers!

[ Laughter ]

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Hope: 200 years in the future, what do you think? Think people will still be watching fireworks and making out on rooftops?

Bo: Ooh, I sure hope so.

Hope: Want some more wine?

Bo: Mm.

Hope: Ah, Brady, the wine, the candles -- this is so nice. Do we really have to go back to our workaday lives? I mean, honestly.

Bo: At least you'll be working with your favorite person in the whole wide world. Mm-hmm. That mystery substance of Maya's -- any other ideas what it might be?

Hope: Right now, that is the furthest thing from my mind.

Bo: Fountain of youth, fountain of age.

Hope: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Bo: You know, if it involves Maya and Tony, it's probably dangerous and illegal. Maybe a paste to rub out their enemies.

Hope: Let's not even go there, okay?

Bo: Okay. To you. To us. To our next adventure.

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Cassie: You have so many friends already. Are you sure there's room enough for me?

Philip: I don't know. I'm gonna have to give that some serious thought.

Cassie: You know, Rex was my only friend growing up, but since he's also my brother --

Philip: What?

Cassie: Nothing. It's just that we fight like cats and dogs sometimes. It's nice to know that I have you.

Philip: Likewise.

Cassie: And if anyone else had leveled with me about why I blow it with men with the whole neediness and overkill --

Philip: I'm lucky you didn't deck me, aren't I?

Cassie: I don't know, with you, it's like I can listen without being defensive. I feel like I can talk to you about almost anything.

Philip: Well, do you have any more secrets you want to share?

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Roman: All right, let's find a good spot to watch the fireworks.

Kate: Roman, don't tell me you're actually going to eat that thing.

Roman: Why, you want some?

Kate: What? Do you know what that's made out of?

Roman: Yeah -- snakes, snails, and puppy dog tails. Come on! Kate, don't tell me you've never eaten a corn dog.

Kate: No, I never have, and I don't intend to start now.

Roman: Oh, come on.

Kate: Ahh!

Roman: One little bite. Come on. Come on!

Kate: No.

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Mimi: Head hurts?

Rex: Yeah.

Mimi: Let me kiss it away.

Mimi: How can you have a headache when you're getting all turned on?

Mimi: Um, we have company.

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Nicole: No!

Brady: Granddad, get down!

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Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. 

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Brady: Granddad, you okay?

Victor: What the devil is going on?

Brady: I don't know, but just stay down, okay?

Larry: Damn.

Brady: Davis, call the police.

Nicole: Are you all right?

Brady: There's a gunman out here somewhere, so get inside the club and take granddad with you.

Davis: Come on, Mr. Kiriakis.

Nicole: What are you going to do?

Brady: Find the bastard.

Nicole: Brady, Brady, you canít. I won't let you.

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John and Marlena: [ Laughing ]

Belle: No, no, no, I-I didn't mean that you were old, old, I just meant that you were -- look, look, I didn't expect to find my parents making out at the top of lookout point, and that's not exactly the visual I want burned into my brain, thank you very much.

John: So would you rather have us be fighting, is that it? Is that what you want?

Shawn-D: You know, maybe they want to be alone, and we'll take a walk.

Belle: Yeah.

Marlena: No, no, no. We've got plenty of room right here on the blanket, and I made a picnic supper.

John: [ Laughs ]

Marlena: What?

John: You made--you made, right?

Marlena: Oh, made? Did I say made? I meant that I ordered one. Ha ha ha ha. Come on, there's lots of food.

Belle: Well, uh, Shawn and I just ate some caramel corn, so...

John: Well, that's got a lot of vitamins, yeah.

Marlena: Oh, we'd love to have you join us. Come on.

John: Caramel corn.

Marlena: What do you say? Join us.

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Rex: Excuse me. Do you mind?

Kate: Well, sorry. We didn't know this spot was taken. Um, Roman, come on.

Mimi: Did you have to be so rude?

Rex: I wasn't rude.

Mimi: Rex, they're your parents.

Rex: Aah! Shut up.

Mimi: I promised I'd keep that secret, but Kate and Roman are decent people. They're innocent. Stefano just experimented with their DNA, just like he did with you.

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Kate: [ Sighs ]

Roman: Thanks. Thank you for pulling me away. I was about to say something I probably would have regretted.

Kate: Yeah, I know. I could see it coming.

Roman: It's just, you know, Rex and Cassie, they're always so hostile to me, and I have no idea why.

Kate: Honey, neither of them have any manners at all.

Roman: Yeah, well, there's just something about that boy that sets my teeth on edge.

Kate: And I know exactly what it is.

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Hope: Okay, here's a little trivia for you, Brady. Did you know that milk chocolate was invented by nuns in convent? They sit around all day eating chocolate. It's true. I read it in a magazine. The best part is that when you eat the chocolate, it affects your system in the same way as falling in love. Not that we need any help in that department, that's for sure. Do you know you still make me dizzy? Just like you did the first day we met. Hey.

Bo: What? Oh, hey, great -- chocolate.

Hope: Mmm. Where were you?

Bo: When?

Hope: Just now. You were a million miles away.

Bo: I keep thinking about that mystery substance. What do we know about Maya?

Hope: That she inherited an antiques business from her father. She was into exporting and importing.

Bo: Perfect cover for smuggling that goop.

Hope: Mm-hmm.

Bo: When you talked to Shane about the I.S.A. report...

Hope: Yeah?

Bo: What did he say was in that stuff?

Hope: Uh, minerals, plus a few other compounds that the lab wasn't able to identify yet, or so he said. You know, he may not have given us the whole story.

Bo: Uh-huh. You know, I know this great lab technician I worked with on the force. I'm going to give him a buzz and pick his brain.

Hope: Wait, wait, stop right there. I can't take it anymore.

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Kate: Roman, the reason you don't like Rex is because he's a Dimera.

Roman: Yeah, but he n not your typical Dimera.

Kate: Look, you and Marlena have been divorced for a long time, but still, this situation with Tony and the twins being integrated into your family -- that has to be unnerving.

Roman: Well, maybe that's it.

Kate: Well, Cassie, I can't bear. She's everything I dislike in a woman. She's -- she's manipulative, she's -- she's hardhearted, she's only out for number one, believe me.

Roman: Yeah, but come on. I mean, the poor girl -- she did not have a mother when she was growing up.

Kate: Ha! That wouldn't have made a difference.

Roman: Kate.

Kate: Believe me, there's not a thing Marlena could have done with her.

Roman: You know, you're getting a little tired around that beautiful mouth of yours, so why don't you just let it go and, uh... take a little bite of my corn dog?

Kate: You know, Cassie was after Lucas for a while. Thank god he gave her the boot. I certainly wouldn't want her involved with my son because she is sneaky, she is -- she is secretive...

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Cassie: I have a lot of secrets. Unfortunately, I can't remember most of them.

Philip: Hey, you remembered Roger.

Cassie: Yeah, bits and pieces come back occasionally, but for the most part, it's a big white blur.

Philip: I can't imagine.

Cassie: So if I seem weird, itís... it's just because I don't know who I am, and I'm trying to figure it out.

Philip: At least you found out who your real parents are.

Cassie: What?

Philip: Tony, Marlena -- I mean, I think you're doing pretty well, considering. I know you've changed a lot since I first met you.

Cassie: Yeah, I'm not running around Salem in tinfoil underwear anymore.

Philip: Ha ha ha ha.

Cassie: It's not funny.

Philip: Oh, come on. Think about it. Ha ha ha.

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(Cassieís back flash)

Belle: You're okay. Shawn, theyíre okay.

Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great. But, uh, what are they wearing?

Belle: I don't know.

[ Laughing ]

Shawn-D: [ Laughing ]

Belle: Ahem. Ahem.

Shawn-D: Oh, uh, what -- what -- what are -- what are they doing?

Belle: Well, it looks to me like she's trying to become your new girlfriend.

Belle: Good job. That's great. Okay, okay, um... how about this? Howdy, partner.

Rex: H-howdy, p-partner.

Belle: You're a natural. Here, try it on.

Belle: Do you remember -- Hollywood?

Cassie: Hoo-hooray for Hollywood.

Rex: C-California, here we come.

Belle: Good.

Shawn-D: Ha ha.

Belle: Did you hit your head? Any bumps, bruises?

Cassie: [ Giggles ] No, no bumps. Seatbelts really work.

Man: All right, you two, let's sit down.

Shawn-D: Cassie, you ran into my tree.

Cassie: I didn't mean to. I was aiming for the driveway.

Man #2: Well, you missed, didn't you?

Cassie: Yeah, I missed, but I can see why everybody wants to drive. It's so fun.

Belle: Oh, my --

Shawn-D: If this is another one of Philip's practical jokes --

Mimi: I have a feeling it wasnít.

All: [ Laughing ]

Rex: So what do you think?

Belle: Who helped you get into these?

Mimi: Bet I know.

Rex: Is something wrong?

Belle: You guys are not wearing these. No way.

Cassie: I'm feeling really self-conscious.

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Philip: Come on. You can laugh. You can do it. Come on.

Cassie: No, everybody made fun of me. It was awful.

Philip: Cassie, you need to learn how to laugh at yourself.

Cassie: Okay. Hey. Don't do that.

Philip: See? It's easy.

Cassie: No, seriously, don't do that. Oh -- no, no, stop. I don't like being tickled! Ha ha ha ha!

Kate: My god. You couldn't get your hooks into Lucas, so you move on to my other son?

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Belle: Thanks, but, uh, Shawn and I were going to go watch the fireworks alone.

John: Hey, you can do both. That fireworks show isn't scheduled to start for a while yet. Come on.

Marlena: And we've got -- we've got -- chicken, um, salad.

John: Yeah, come on. Indulge the old folks and sit on the blanky. Let's have a goldarn picnic. Come on, come on.

Marlena: We're celebrating your father's return, although I'm wondering why.

Shawn-D: Well, it's fine with me.

Belle: Yeah, especially when you put it like that, dad.

John: Yeah, sit, sit. Make yourselves comfy, kiddies. Ha ha ha ha. Oh, this is beginning to look like a real picnic now. I just wish Brady were here. Let's fire this up.

Marlena: How about, uh, a toast? Now, would you like sparkling water or sparkling cider?

John: Tequila with lime -- I mean cider. Ahem.

Belle: Cider sounds good to me.

Shawn-D: Sounds good for me, too.

John: Thank you. You know, this is a special occasion -- that's enough, that's enough -- because I am so grateful to be back here with my family.

Belle: Well, we're thankful to have you back.

John: You got a hole! I got it, I got it, I got it!

Marlena: Oh, look at you. You're good. You're really good. I'll drink out of here.

John: We're going to share this one.

Marlena: I'll put it back in. There you go. Okay.

Shawn-D: There was a couple times when, uh, we were really worried about the explosion. We thought you were on that boat, john.

John: Let me tell you something, Shawn. There were a couple times when Tony's yacht was going down that I didn't think I was ever going to see any of you again.

Marlena: To my hero -- my husband.

John: Mm.

Marlena: Mm.

Belle: Aw, hear, hear.

John: Yeah.

Marlena: I don't know what I would do without you.

John: Well, I think it just goes to show you that I proved to you that I would come back to you come hell or high water.

All: [ Laugh ]

Belle: I love you, dad.

John: Yeah, I love you, too, sweetheart.

Marlena: Oh, no, please.

John: Yeah. And how about you, Shawn? Word on the street has it that you collared a perp single-handedly.

Marlena: Wow. Another toast. Ta-da.

Shawn-D: Hey.

John: You slapped the cuffs on Maya Leano yourself. Job well done.

Belle: What a man eater.

Marlena: Uh, yeah, I would say that you were a -- oh, a double hero.

Shawn-D: Well, it was simple, really. She trusted me because I was working for Mickey.

Belle: Mickey had nothing to do with it. That woman was hot for your bod. What, can you deny it? Come on, Shawn.

Shawn-D: All right, either way, it doesn't matter because she is history, right?

Belle: I was so scared when I saw her on that cargo ship, and then when her goon had that gun...

Shawn-D: Yeah.

Marlena: What?

Belle: Oh, whoops.

Marlena: What were you doing on a cargo ship, and... what were you doing with... some armed criminals?

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Nicole: You can't go after him by yourself.

Brady: Watch me.

Nicole: Brady, please, let the police handle it.

Brady: Somebody just tried to kill my grandfather. If I wait around here for the police, that gunman is going to get away.

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Larry: Here, let me get the door for you.

Man: Hey, I'm the valet, buddy. This is my tip.

Larry: Now it's mine.

Man: Whoa, hey.

Woman: Oh -- oh, my god. He's got a gun.

Larry: Bye-bye. Bye-bye. Ha ha ha ha. Got to get moving.

Woman: Can you please help us?

Man #2: Call the police.

Woman: We've been carjacked.

Brady: All right, that's the shooter. He's leaving right now. I'm going after him.

Nicole: I'm going with you.

Brady: Nicole, you've just got to forget about this.

Nicole: No. No. There is no way you are doing this by yourself.

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Kate: Philip, I want to talk to you -- alone.

Philip: Excuse me.

Kate: What are you doing with that tramp?

Philip: Mom, keep your voice down.

Kate: Why?

Philip: Because.

Kate: It's not like what I'm saying isn't the truth. Philip, she's trouble. Of all the Dimeras, she has to be the worst.

Philip: You don't even know her.

Kate: Honey, if you want to get involved with someone, surely you can find a nice girl.

Philip: Cassie is a nice girl, okay? She's just a little confused.

Kate: She's a nymphomaniac. Confused?

Philip: It's all an act.

Kate: It's obscene.

Philip: Mom, Cassie and I are friends. We're here to watch the fireworks just like you and Roman, okay? We're not on a date, and even if we were, it would be none of your business.

Kate: Philip, say goodbye to your friend.

Philip: Like hell I will.

Kate: You can watch the fireworks with Roman and me.

Roman: Kate --

Philip: No, no, it's okay. I quit listening to her when I joined the Marines.

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Rex: DNA -- that's all Roman and Kate are to me. Just squiggles on a glass slide. They're not my parents.

Mimi: They're not your enemies, either, Rex.

Rex: I'm a Dimera.

Mimi: Rex.

Rex: I'm -- I'm not like other people, okay? I'm special.

Mimi: You mean superior.

Rex: I am not some blue-collar Brady just sitting in my pub slamming down beers and slurping up chowder.

Mimi: Hey, don't knock Caroline Brady's chowder. It's the best.

Rex: Damn it.

Mimi: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring on another headache.

Rex: Well, you did.

Mimi: Here, let me help.

Rex: Just leave it alone.

Mimi: My mom taught me pressure point massage. Sometimes you can get rid of a headache by pressing on the ridge underneath your eyebrows. Come, sit down, put your head in my lap. Let me try.

Rex: Ah. I'm sorry I snapped at you.

Mimi: I still wish you'd see a doctor. You are majorly stressed out.

Rex: It's just this DNA mess. It makes me crazy.

Mimi: Why don't you come clean and tell everybody the truth?

Rex: Look, I am a Dimera, okay, not a Brady, and you better accept that or else.

Mimi: Or else what?

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(Mimiís back flash)

Shawn-D: You look upset.

Mimi: Well, yeah.

Shawn-D: So you two have gotten pretty close.

Mimi: Well, don't think I'm lame, okay? I mean, I know Rex and i haven't known each other that long, but my feelings, they've just totally taken me over. I mean, I live, sleep, breathe that boy. My brain is like all Rex all the time.

Shawn-D: Oh. Sounds like you're in love with him.

Mimi: That is what it sounds like, isn't it? I've been kind of scared to actually put it into those words, though.

Belle: Why?

Mimi: Well, what if he doesn't? I mean, come on, he's not going to feel that way about me. I mean, he's so handsome and off-the-charts brilliant.

Belle: But, Mimi, you're gorgeous and off-the-charts ingenious.

Shawn-D: And normal. Okay, Rex is cool, but I don't think anyone would call him normal. He's the kind of person who needs help dealing with the real world. Someone needs to keep him in touch with the basics of everyday life. That's you, Mimi, all right? You are awesome, and if he can't see that, then maybe he's not as intelligent as we all think he is.

Mimi: Oh, that is so incredibly sweet of you to say.

Belle: Mimi, we want you to be happy, but about Rex, we just want you to be careful, because I don't want to see you hurt.

Mimi: Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Rex would never hurt anyone. Oh, god, sweetie, why did this happen all of a sudden? We were just lying here feeling good and then...

Rex: I don't know.

Mimi: Tell me if this is dumb, but maybe this is the kind of delayed reaction to finding out Kate and Roman are your parents, not Tony and Marlena. I mean, if I found out my parents weren't really mine, I'd freak out for sure.

Rex: Damn it, Mimi, this isn't the time to remind me I'm not a Dimera. Just -- you're making it worse.

Mimi: Okay, fine, I'll shut up. In fact, why don't I just get out of your way completely?

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Mimi: What have I gotten myself into?

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Belle: Uh, uh, um... mom, it was really nothing.

Marlena: Guns and goons? Doesn't sound like nothing to me. Will somebody tell me what's going on here?

Shawn-D: You know what? I'm going to let you folks talk this one over. I'm going to take a walk.

Marlena: You stay right where you are. I'm still listening.

Belle: Okay, um... do you remember when you said I was a lot like dad?

Marlena: I said you were inquisitive.

Belle: Right, so I did a little spying on Maya.

Marlena: Belle?

Belle: Mom, it's okay. It's fine. I'm here, and I'm safe and sound.

Marlena: You could have been seriously hurt.

Belle: Not a chance. I was with a very, very capable agent.

Marlena: An agent. Do you know anything about this?

John: [ Sighs ] Unfortunately, I do.

Marlena: Oh, my gosh.

John: No, honey, listen, listen. First of all --

Marlena: First of all, I've got to worry about you 24/7, and now you put our daughter at risk?

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Bo: What is wrong with you? What did I do?

Hope: Brady, give me the cell phone. Put it away. I don't want to see it again tonight.

Bo: But I didn't do --

Hope: But nothing. We came up here for a romantic picnic. Give me the phone. Please give me the phone.

Bo: Hope --

Hope: I said please. Maya, Tony, that mystery substance -- it can all wait.

Bo: This will just take a couple of seconds, that's all.

Hope: Bo.

Bo: What?

Hope: Are you going to turn this romantic, beautiful picnic into a working dinner?

Bo: Gone. Vanished. Mea culpa, mea culpa.

Hope: You have been absolved.

Hope: Good?

Bo: Mmm. The only thing better is the taste of my wife's lips. Come on.

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Roman: The fireworks are about to start. Come on.

Philip: Mom, I will talk to you some other time. Now good night.

Roman: Kate. Kate -- let's go. Let's go.

Philip: Hey. I hope you didn't take what she said to heart, okay? I mean, my mom's just got some of her own issues. I'm sorry you had to hear that.

Cassie: No, I'm glad I did.

Philip: Why?

Cassie: Because she's right. You should be spending your time with somebody nice, not a psycho slut like -- like me.

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John: Now, I would never knowingly put Belle at risk. You know that.

Marlena: You brought her along when you were staking out a smuggling ring.

John: Not exactly.

Belle: No, mom, don't blame dad. I did it on my own.

Marlena: You said that you were with an agent.

Belle: No, I just -- I didn't want to get you upset.

Marlena: You knew about this, right? When she was in danger, why didn't you do something to stop her?

John: Look, I tried...

Marlena: Tried, and what --

John: But it got complicated because she didn't know I was involved with the I.S.A. At the time.

Marlena: All righty.

John: Okay.

Marlena: What do you have to say for yourself?

Shawn-D: I wasn't exactly happy about her getting involved, but she was out of the starting gate before anyone could talk her out of it.

Marlena: And did you try?

Shawn-D: Well -- it -- she is inquisitive, just like you said. What was I supposed to do?

Marlena: For starters, try calling her mother.

Belle: Mom, look, don't blame Shawn, either. If he hadn't been there, I probably would be toast.

Marlena: Toast, huh?

John: Hey. It's over. Nothing to worry about.

Marlena: Belle could have been killed.

John: Hey, she's fine. Look at her. She's with us, safe and sound. So why don't we give thanks and have a picnic? Shawn, how about a blessing right now, please?

Shawn-D: Yeah, sure. I, uh...

Marlena: Sorry. I've lost my appetite.

Belle: Oh, mom, come on.

John: Oh, come on, Marlena.

Belle: It's really not their fault. It was just me sticking my nose into places where it doesn't belong.

Marlena: Your father knew you were in danger and did nothing to stop it.

John: Let me tell you, if the I.S.A. made a move to extricate Belle from the cargo ship, she would have been even more at a risk than she already was.

Belle: That is so true.

John: That's right. So it's over. Let's just let it go. Want some chicken? Come on.

Belle: Look, mom, dad didn't know about everything that happened on the ship until I was at the pier and I had no clothes on and he had to bring me some.

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Philip: You are not a psycho slut.

Cassie: Alien or... weirdo... nymphomaniac... people always find something interesting to call me.

Philip: How about friend? Isn't that what we agreed on? Look, Cassie, I like hanging out with you, okay? I don't give a damn what my mother says.

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Man: I want it back without a scratch, all right?

Abe: I understand.

Woman: What else do we pay taxes for?

Abe: We'll do the best -- excuse me. You get a good look at the shooter?

Victor: Brady's the one who spotted him, not me. Have you managed to locate my grandson and my wife?

Abe: No, not yet. We got an APB out for the limo and the stolen car. As soon as we find out anything, we'll let you know.

Victor: Damn -- I wish she'd left this up to you people. God knows what kind of a maniac we're dealing with here.

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Larry: Punk! You're always getting in my way.

[ Tires screech ]

Nicole: You're gonna get us both killed.

Brady: Nobody asked you to come, Nicole.

Nicole: Brady, please, just pull over. Let the police do their job.

Brady: No, no. Somebody put a hit out on my grandfather, and I'm gonna make them pay for it.

Larry: S-- son of a bitch!

[ Tires screech ]

Larry: Man. If I get caught, Nicole, I'm taking you with me. I'm not taking the fall for this alone.

Brady: Ha ha ha ha. Think you're gonna get away from me? Think again, pal.

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Bo: What would I do without you?

Hope: Mm... you'd be this maverick workaholic staying out there till you got your man -- or woman, as the case may be.

Bo: Good thing I have you to balance me, huh?

Hope: Mm. You know what, Brady? I couldn't have said it better.

[ Both chuckle ]

Hope: I love a good mystery just as much as you do, but I'll never forget how blessed we are at home.

Bo: Yeah. We got a couple of amazing sons.

Hope: And parents. Your parents, my parents.

Bo: Yeah. Speaking of which, ma really outdid herself with that chocolate cake. Do you think she knows it's an aphrod-- aphro-- how do you say that?

Hope: Aphrodisiac. Your mom?

Bo: Yeah.

Hope: Absolutely.

Bo: Uh-huh.

Hope: Mmm.

Bo: I love you.

Hope: Mm.

Bo: More than chocolate cake. More than any mystery. More than my own life.

Hope: I love you, Brady.

Bo: You got something on your lip.

Hope: Probably chocolate.

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Philip: My mother can be pretty ferocious when it comes to protecting her cubs. It's not like I need it. All I'm trying to say is that she's got a big mouth on her. Okay, it's like I told her. She doesn't even know you.

Cassie: No, she certainly doesnít.

Philip: I don't think any of us know the real Cassie.

Cassie: I'm sorry that I spoiled your night.

Philip: No, look, it's not spoiled, okay? Now you and I are going to sit right here, and we're going to watch these fireworks together. Okay, and you are going to forget every word that my mother said.

Cassie: Okay, I'll try.

Philip: Good.

Cassie: And I will not take her to heart.

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Roman: Mmm. You have no idea what you just missed.

Kate: What?

Roman: You sure you don't want me to get you something to eat?

Kate: No. No, I'm not hungry.

Roman: All right, Kate, what's the matter?

Kate: Oh, I just can't get over the sight of seeing Cassie all over my son.

Roman: Will you just relax? Philip's a grown man. You can't control him any more than you can control Lucas, or I can control Sami. Now, let me show you something. Here.

Kate: [ Gasps ] Wait --

Roman: All right, let it go. Let it go. You see? Now we can just sit back, relax, watch the fireworks. Or... not watch the fireworks.

Kate: Ha ha ha ha.

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Belle: I had to swim from the cargo ship to the pier.

Marlena: It just gets worse and worse, doesn't it?

Belle: And of course I needed to kick off my shoes and anything else that would have weighed me down. It's really not that big of a deal.

Marlena: Uh, it is a very big deal.

Belle: Mom, I'm an adult. I can take care of myself.

Marlena: No matter how old you get, Belle, no more spying for you.

Belle: I promise. I have no intentions of following in dad's footsteps.

Marlena: Oh, good.

Belle: Although, dad, I have to tell you, I kind of enjoyed the rush.

Marlena: May I have a word with you, please?

John: Of course, dear. Sure.

Shawn-D: So, what do you mean, you kicked off your shoes and anything else that weighed you down?

Belle: I was just explaining to my mom what happened.

Shawn-D: So what did you kick off? Did you swim to shore in your bra and panties with Philip? Ha ha ha. And you give me a hard time about Maya.

Belle: Okay, okay, okay, we're even.

Shawn-D: Yeah? So, what was Philip wearing?

Belle: Look, Shawn, it wasn't -- it wasn't all sexy. It was horrible and cold and wet.

Shawn-D: But it gave you a rush.

Belle: Not the swimming rush, Shawn. The spying rush.

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John: Look, baby, whether we enjoy it or not, Belle is an adult, and she's entitled to her own decisions.

Marlena: Yeah. Until she puts herself in danger. Then we are entitled to interfere, I think, don't you?

John: Just -- just to a point.

Marlena: Yeah. I know. I guess that's what unnerves me about it. Belle's always had such common sense.

John: Her judgment is sound... most of the time.

Marlena: Jumping off a boat to evade smugglers?

John: I said most of the time. We're just gonna have to trust her.

Marlena: Do we have a choice?

John: None whatsoever.

Marlena: Ah, man.

John: Look, if -- if she wants to climb Everest or swim the English Channel, we're just gonna have to let her be herself. That's the way it is.

Marlena: Or be the next female James Bond?

John: Then we ground her for 25 years.

Marlena: Promise?

John: Absolutely.

Marlena: I can live with that. That makes me very, very happy.

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Singer: You are the one my heart depends on. I don't know why. You are the road the river bends on where the earth touches the sky. There's something about the sun on your face. Something about your way. Something in you that makes me say things I've been afraid to say. You'll, you'll be safe in my arms. Stay, and I promise that I'll keep you warm. Stay a while, let me love you tonight. Stay a while, when the sun comes up tomorrow. Stay a while, let me hold you so tight. There's something about your smile.

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Abe: When we traced the trajectory, it appears the gun was aimed directly at the rear door of your limo.

Victor: So?

Abe: In other words, the guy was trying to kill you, not Brady.

Victor: A hit? I wonder who's behind it.

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Brady: Look, there he goes. He's making a left on Spring Hill road.

Nicole: Slow down!

Brady: Little does he know it's a dead end. Just wait till I get my hands on you, you dirty rotten bastard.

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Larry: Get lost, will you?

Larry: Ha. That's more like it. Ha ha ha ha ha. Aah!

[ Crash ]

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(On the next Days of Our Lives)

Nicole: There's probably no way he could survive.

Brady: And the car could just burst into flames.

Nicole: Damn, I hope so.

Tony: It's not going to bite you, I promise.

Lucas: Everybody knows I hate Sami!

Maggie: I don't think that's true.

Hope: I thought we were a team.

Bo: We are a team, hope.

Hope: You're not doing this without me.

By Eric

Proofread by Bernadette

Belle: Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Can I have my surprise now?

Shawn-D: Well, can I have mine? You go first.

Belle: Aw! Thank you.

Shawn-D: You're welcome. Ah, this is cool. Ha ha ha ha. All right. Should I put it on now?

Belle: Yeah, I think I want to see what it looks like on you.

Shawn-D: All right.

Belle: Ha ha. Whoa.

Shawn-D: I hope it's my size.

Belle: I hope it's too small. Ha ha ha ha.

Shawn-D: Perfect. What do you think?

Belle: I think that I'm lucky Maya's behind bars.

Shawn-D: Oh, would you stop? Even if she was out in the open running around, you'd have nothing to worry about. Why don't you know that?

Belle: Shawn, I'm sorry. I really do hate being insecure.

Shawn-D: Then don't be. And let this hat be a reminder of what you did the night Salem celebrated its 200th birthday. You spent it with your boyfriend.

Belle: Oh, my gosh!

Shawn-D: Sweet.

Belle: Do you think we'll be that romantic when we're old?

John: [ Old man voice ] Hey, who you calling old, girlie?

Belle: Oh, my god!

[ Laughter ]

John: You whippersnpepers!

[ Laughter ]

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Hope: 200 years in the future, what do you think? Think people will still be watching fireworks and making out on rooftops?

Bo: Ooh, I sure hope so.

Hope: Want some more wine?

Bo: Mm.

Hope: Ah, Brady, the wine, the candles -- this is so nice. Do we really have to go back to our workaday lives? I mean, honestly.

Bo: At least you'll be working with your favorite person in the whole wide world. Mm-hmm. That mystery substance of Maya's -- any other ideas what it might be?

Hope: Right now, that is the furthest thing from my mind.

Bo: Fountain of youth, fountain of age.

Hope: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Bo: You know, if it involves Maya and Tony, it's probably dangerous and illegal. Maybe a paste to rub out their enemies.

Hope: Let's not even go there, okay?

Bo: Okay. To you. To us. To our next adventure.

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Cassie: You have so many friends already. Are you sure there's room enough for me?

Philip: I don't know. I'm gonna have to give that some serious thought.

Cassie: You know, Rex was my only friend growing up, but since he's also my brother --

Philip: What?

Cassie: Nothing. It's just that we fight like cats and dogs sometimes. It's nice to know that I have you.

Philip: Likewise.

Cassie: And if anyone else had leveled with me about why I blow it with men with the whole neediness and overkill --

Philip: I'm lucky you didn't deck me, aren't I?

Cassie: I don't know, with you, it's like I can listen without being defensive. I feel like I can talk to you about almost anything.

Philip: Well, do you have any more secrets you want to share?

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Roman: All right, let's find a good spot to watch the fireworks.

Kate: Roman, don't tell me you're actually going to eat that thing.

Roman: Why, you want some?

Kate: What? Do you know what that's made out of?

Roman: Yeah -- snakes, snails, and puppy dog tails. Come on! Kate, don't tell me you've never eaten a corn dog.

Kate: No, I never have, and I don't intend to start now.

Roman: Oh, come on.

Kate: Ahh!

Roman: One little bite. Come on. Come on!

Kate: No.

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Mimi: Head hurts?

Rex: Yeah.

Mimi: Let me kiss it away.

Mimi: How can you have a headache when you're getting all turned on?

Mimi: Um, we have company.

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Nicole: No!

Brady: Granddad, get down!

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Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. 

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Brady: Granddad, you okay?

Victor: What the devil is going on?

Brady: I don't know, but just stay down, okay?

Larry: Damn.

Brady: Davis, call the police.

Nicole: Are you all right?

Brady: There's a gunman out here somewhere, so get inside the club and take granddad with you.

Davis: Come on, Mr. Kiriakis.

Nicole: What are you going to do?

Brady: Find the bastard.

Nicole: Brady, Brady, you canít. I won't let you.

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John and Marlena: [ Laughing ]

Belle: No, no, no, I-I didn't mean that you were old, old, I just meant that you were -- look, look, I didn't expect to find my parents making out at the top of lookout point, and that's not exactly the visual I want burned into my brain, thank you very much.

John: So would you rather have us be fighting, is that it? Is that what you want?

Shawn-D: You know, maybe they want to be alone, and we'll take a walk.

Belle: Yeah.

Marlena: No, no, no. We've got plenty of room right here on the blanket, and I made a picnic supper.

John: [ Laughs ]

Marlena: What?

John: You made--you made, right?

Marlena: Oh, made? Did I say made? I meant that I ordered one. Ha ha ha ha. Come on, there's lots of food.

Belle: Well, uh, Shawn and I just ate some caramel corn, so...

John: Well, that's got a lot of vitamins, yeah.

Marlena: Oh, we'd love to have you join us. Come on.

John: Caramel corn.

Marlena: What do you say? Join us.

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Rex: Excuse me. Do you mind?

Kate: Well, sorry. We didn't know this spot was taken. Um, Roman, come on.

Mimi: Did you have to be so rude?

Rex: I wasn't rude.

Mimi: Rex, they're your parents.

Rex: Aah! Shut up.

Mimi: I promised I'd keep that secret, but Kate and Roman are decent people. They're innocent. Stefano just experimented with their DNA, just like he did with you.

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Kate: [ Sighs ]

Roman: Thanks. Thank you for pulling me away. I was about to say something I probably would have regretted.

Kate: Yeah, I know. I could see it coming.

Roman: It's just, you know, Rex and Cassie, they're always so hostile to me, and I have no idea why.

Kate: Honey, neither of them have any manners at all.

Roman: Yeah, well, there's just something about that boy that sets my teeth on edge.

Kate: And I know exactly what it is.

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Hope: Okay, here's a little trivia for you, Brady. Did you know that milk chocolate was invented by nuns in convent? They sit around all day eating chocolate. It's true. I read it in a magazine. The best part is that when you eat the chocolate, it affects your system in the same way as falling in love. Not that we need any help in that department, that's for sure. Do you know you still make me dizzy? Just like you did the first day we met. Hey.

Bo: What? Oh, hey, great -- chocolate.

Hope: Mmm. Where were you?

Bo: When?

Hope: Just now. You were a million miles away.

Bo: I keep thinking about that mystery substance. What do we know about Maya?

Hope: That she inherited an antiques business from her father. She was into exporting and importing.

Bo: Perfect cover for smuggling that goop.

Hope: Mm-hmm.

Bo: When you talked to Shane about the I.S.A. report...

Hope: Yeah?

Bo: What did he say was in that stuff?

Hope: Uh, minerals, plus a few other compounds that the lab wasn't able to identify yet, or so he said. You know, he may not have given us the whole story.

Bo: Uh-huh. You know, I know this great lab technician I worked with on the force. I'm going to give him a buzz and pick his brain.

Hope: Wait, wait, stop right there. I can't take it anymore.

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Kate: Roman, the reason you don't like Rex is because he's a Dimera.

Roman: Yeah, but he n not your typical Dimera.

Kate: Look, you and Marlena have been divorced for a long time, but still, this situation with Tony and the twins being integrated into your family -- that has to be unnerving.

Roman: Well, maybe that's it.

Kate: Well, Cassie, I can't bear. She's everything I dislike in a woman. She's -- she's manipulative, she's -- she's hardhearted, she's only out for number one, believe me.

Roman: Yeah, but come on. I mean, the poor girl -- she did not have a mother when she was growing up.

Kate: Ha! That wouldn't have made a difference.

Roman: Kate.

Kate: Believe me, there's not a thing Marlena could have done with her.

Roman: You know, you're getting a little tired around that beautiful mouth of yours, so why don't you just let it go and, uh... take a little bite of my corn dog?

Kate: You know, Cassie was after Lucas for a while. Thank god he gave her the boot. I certainly wouldn't want her involved with my son because she is sneaky, she is -- she is secretive...

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Cassie: I have a lot of secrets. Unfortunately, I can't remember most of them.

Philip: Hey, you remembered Roger.

Cassie: Yeah, bits and pieces come back occasionally, but for the most part, it's a big white blur.

Philip: I can't imagine.

Cassie: So if I seem weird, itís... it's just because I don't know who I am, and I'm trying to figure it out.

Philip: At least you found out who your real parents are.

Cassie: What?

Philip: Tony, Marlena -- I mean, I think you're doing pretty well, considering. I know you've changed a lot since I first met you.

Cassie: Yeah, I'm not running around Salem in tinfoil underwear anymore.

Philip: Ha ha ha ha.

Cassie: It's not funny.

Philip: Oh, come on. Think about it. Ha ha ha.

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(Cassieís back flash)

Belle: You're okay. Shawn, theyíre okay.

Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great. But, uh, what are they wearing?

Belle: I don't know.

[ Laughing ]

Shawn-D: [ Laughing ]

Belle: Ahem. Ahem.

Shawn-D: Oh, uh, what -- what -- what are -- what are they doing?

Belle: Well, it looks to me like she's trying to become your new girlfriend.

Belle: Good job. That's great. Okay, okay, um... how about this? Howdy, partner.

Rex: H-howdy, p-partner.

Belle: You're a natural. Here, try it on.

Belle: Do you remember -- Hollywood?

Cassie: Hoo-hooray for Hollywood.

Rex: C-California, here we come.

Belle: Good.

Shawn-D: Ha ha.

Belle: Did you hit your head? Any bumps, bruises?

Cassie: [ Giggles ] No, no bumps. Seatbelts really work.

Man: All right, you two, let's sit down.

Shawn-D: Cassie, you ran into my tree.

Cassie: I didn't mean to. I was aiming for the driveway.

Man #2: Well, you missed, didn't you?

Cassie: Yeah, I missed, but I can see why everybody wants to drive. It's so fun.

Belle: Oh, my --

Shawn-D: If this is another one of Philip's practical jokes --

Mimi: I have a feeling it wasnít.

All: [ Laughing ]

Rex: So what do you think?

Belle: Who helped you get into these?

Mimi: Bet I know.

Rex: Is something wrong?

Belle: You guys are not wearing these. No way.

Cassie: I'm feeling really self-conscious.

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Philip: Come on. You can laugh. You can do it. Come on.

Cassie: No, everybody made fun of me. It was awful.

Philip: Cassie, you need to learn how to laugh at yourself.

Cassie: Okay. Hey. Don't do that.

Philip: See? It's easy.

Cassie: No, seriously, don't do that. Oh -- no, no, stop. I don't like being tickled! Ha ha ha ha!

Kate: My god. You couldn't get your hooks into Lucas, so you move on to my other son?

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Belle: Thanks, but, uh, Shawn and I were going to go watch the fireworks alone.

John: Hey, you can do both. That fireworks show isn't scheduled to start for a while yet. Come on.

Marlena: And we've got -- we've got -- chicken, um, salad.

John: Yeah, come on. Indulge the old folks and sit on the blanky. Let's have a goldarn picnic. Come on, come on.

Marlena: We're celebrating your father's return, although I'm wondering why.

Shawn-D: Well, it's fine with me.

Belle: Yeah, especially when you put it like that, dad.

John: Yeah, sit, sit. Make yourselves comfy, kiddies. Ha ha ha ha. Oh, this is beginning to look like a real picnic now. I just wish Brady were here. Let's fire this up.

Marlena: How about, uh, a toast? Now, would you like sparkling water or sparkling cider?

John: Tequila with lime -- I mean cider. Ahem.

Belle: Cider sounds good to me.

Shawn-D: Sounds good for me, too.

John: Thank you. You know, this is a special occasion -- that's enough, that's enough -- because I am so grateful to be back here with my family.

Belle: Well, we're thankful to have you back.

John: You got a hole! I got it, I got it, I got it!

Marlena: Oh, look at you. You're good. You're really good. I'll drink out of here.

John: We're going to share this one.

Marlena: I'll put it back in. There you go. Okay.

Shawn-D: There was a couple times when, uh, we were really worried about the explosion. We thought you were on that boat, john.

John: Let me tell you something, Shawn. There were a couple times when Tony's yacht was going down that I didn't think I was ever going to see any of you again.

Marlena: To my hero -- my husband.

John: Mm.

Marlena: Mm.

Belle: Aw, hear, hear.

John: Yeah.

Marlena: I don't know what I would do without you.

John: Well, I think it just goes to show you that I proved to you that I would come back to you come hell or high water.

All: [ Laugh ]

Belle: I love you, dad.

John: Yeah, I love you, too, sweetheart.

Marlena: Oh, no, please.

John: Yeah. And how about you, Shawn? Word on the street has it that you collared a perp single-handedly.

Marlena: Wow. Another toast. Ta-da.

Shawn-D: Hey.

John: You slapped the cuffs on Maya Leano yourself. Job well done.

Belle: What a man eater.

Marlena: Uh, yeah, I would say that you were a -- oh, a double hero.

Shawn-D: Well, it was simple, really. She trusted me because I was working for Mickey.

Belle: Mickey had nothing to do with it. That woman was hot for your bod. What, can you deny it? Come on, Shawn.

Shawn-D: All right, either way, it doesn't matter because she is history, right?

Belle: I was so scared when I saw her on that cargo ship, and then when her goon had that gun...

Shawn-D: Yeah.

Marlena: What?

Belle: Oh, whoops.

Marlena: What were you doing on a cargo ship, and... what were you doing with... some armed criminals?

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Nicole: You can't go after him by yourself.

Brady: Watch me.

Nicole: Brady, please, let the police handle it.

Brady: Somebody just tried to kill my grandfather. If I wait around here for the police, that gunman is going to get away.

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Larry: Here, let me get the door for you.

Man: Hey, I'm the valet, buddy. This is my tip.

Larry: Now it's mine.

Man: Whoa, hey.

Woman: Oh -- oh, my god. He's got a gun.

Larry: Bye-bye. Bye-bye. Ha ha ha ha. Got to get moving.

Woman: Can you please help us?

Man #2: Call the police.

Woman: We've been carjacked.

Brady: All right, that's the shooter. He's leaving right now. I'm going after him.

Nicole: I'm going with you.

Brady: Nicole, you've just got to forget about this.

Nicole: No. No. There is no way you are doing this by yourself.

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Kate: Philip, I want to talk to you -- alone.

Philip: Excuse me.

Kate: What are you doing with that tramp?

Philip: Mom, keep your voice down.

Kate: Why?

Philip: Because.

Kate: It's not like what I'm saying isn't the truth. Philip, she's trouble. Of all the Dimeras, she has to be the worst.

Philip: You don't even know her.

Kate: Honey, if you want to get involved with someone, surely you can find a nice girl.

Philip: Cassie is a nice girl, okay? She's just a little confused.

Kate: She's a nymphomaniac. Confused?

Philip: It's all an act.

Kate: It's obscene.

Philip: Mom, Cassie and I are friends. We're here to watch the fireworks just like you and Roman, okay? We're not on a date, and even if we were, it would be none of your business.

Kate: Philip, say goodbye to your friend.

Philip: Like hell I will.

Kate: You can watch the fireworks with Roman and me.

Roman: Kate --

Philip: No, no, it's okay. I quit listening to her when I joined the Marines.

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Rex: DNA -- that's all Roman and Kate are to me. Just squiggles on a glass slide. They're not my parents.

Mimi: They're not your enemies, either, Rex.

Rex: I'm a Dimera.

Mimi: Rex.

Rex: I'm -- I'm not like other people, okay? I'm special.

Mimi: You mean superior.

Rex: I am not some blue-collar Brady just sitting in my pub slamming down beers and slurping up chowder.

Mimi: Hey, don't knock Caroline Brady's chowder. It's the best.

Rex: Damn it.

Mimi: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring on another headache.

Rex: Well, you did.

Mimi: Here, let me help.

Rex: Just leave it alone.

Mimi: My mom taught me pressure point massage. Sometimes you can get rid of a headache by pressing on the ridge underneath your eyebrows. Come, sit down, put your head in my lap. Let me try.

Rex: Ah. I'm sorry I snapped at you.

Mimi: I still wish you'd see a doctor. You are majorly stressed out.

Rex: It's just this DNA mess. It makes me crazy.

Mimi: Why don't you come clean and tell everybody the truth?

Rex: Look, I am a Dimera, okay, not a Brady, and you better accept that or else.

Mimi: Or else what?

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(Mimiís back flash)

Shawn-D: You look upset.

Mimi: Well, yeah.

Shawn-D: So you two have gotten pretty close.

Mimi: Well, don't think I'm lame, okay? I mean, I know Rex and i haven't known each other that long, but my feelings, they've just totally taken me over. I mean, I live, sleep, breathe that boy. My brain is like all Rex all the time.

Shawn-D: Oh. Sounds like you're in love with him.

Mimi: That is what it sounds like, isn't it? I've been kind of scared to actually put it into those words, though.

Belle: Why?

Mimi: Well, what if he doesn't? I mean, come on, he's not going to feel that way about me. I mean, he's so handsome and off-the-charts brilliant.

Belle: But, Mimi, you're gorgeous and off-the-charts ingenious.

Shawn-D: And normal. Okay, Rex is cool, but I don't think anyone would call him normal. He's the kind of person who needs help dealing with the real world. Someone needs to keep him in touch with the basics of everyday life. That's you, Mimi, all right? You are awesome, and if he can't see that, then maybe he's not as intelligent as we all think he is.

Mimi: Oh, that is so incredibly sweet of you to say.

Belle: Mimi, we want you to be happy, but about Rex, we just want you to be careful, because I don't want to see you hurt.

Mimi: Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Rex would never hurt anyone. Oh, god, sweetie, why did this happen all of a sudden? We were just lying here feeling good and then...

Rex: I don't know.

Mimi: Tell me if this is dumb, but maybe this is the kind of delayed reaction to finding out Kate and Roman are your parents, not Tony and Marlena. I mean, if I found out my parents weren't really mine, I'd freak out for sure.

Rex: Damn it, Mimi, this isn't the time to remind me I'm not a Dimera. Just -- you're making it worse.

Mimi: Okay, fine, I'll shut up. In fact, why don't I just get out of your way completely?

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Mimi: What have I gotten myself into?

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Belle: Uh, uh, um... mom, it was really nothing.

Marlena: Guns and goons? Doesn't sound like nothing to me. Will somebody tell me what's going on here?

Shawn-D: You know what? I'm going to let you folks talk this one over. I'm going to take a walk.

Marlena: You stay right where you are. I'm still listening.

Belle: Okay, um... do you remember when you said I was a lot like dad?

Marlena: I said you were inquisitive.

Belle: Right, so I did a little spying on Maya.

Marlena: Belle?

Belle: Mom, it's okay. It's fine. I'm here, and I'm safe and sound.

Marlena: You could have been seriously hurt.

Belle: Not a chance. I was with a very, very capable agent.

Marlena: An agent. Do you know anything about this?

John: [ Sighs ] Unfortunately, I do.

Marlena: Oh, my gosh.

John: No, honey, listen, listen. First of all --

Marlena: First of all, I've got to worry about you 24/7, and now you put our daughter at risk?

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Bo: What is wrong with you? What did I do?

Hope: Brady, give me the cell phone. Put it away. I don't want to see it again tonight.

Bo: But I didn't do --

Hope: But nothing. We came up here for a romantic picnic. Give me the phone. Please give me the phone.

Bo: Hope --

Hope: I said please. Maya, Tony, that mystery substance -- it can all wait.

Bo: This will just take a couple of seconds, that's all.

Hope: Bo.

Bo: What?

Hope: Are you going to turn this romantic, beautiful picnic into a working dinner?

Bo: Gone. Vanished. Mea culpa, mea culpa.

Hope: You have been absolved.

Hope: Good?

Bo: Mmm. The only thing better is the taste of my wife's lips. Come on.

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Roman: The fireworks are about to start. Come on.

Philip: Mom, I will talk to you some other time. Now good night.

Roman: Kate. Kate -- let's go. Let's go.

Philip: Hey. I hope you didn't take what she said to heart, okay? I mean, my mom's just got some of her own issues. I'm sorry you had to hear that.

Cassie: No, I'm glad I did.

Philip: Why?

Cassie: Because she's right. You should be spending your time with somebody nice, not a psycho slut like -- like me.

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John: Now, I would never knowingly put Belle at risk. You know that.

Marlena: You brought her along when you were staking out a smuggling ring.

John: Not exactly.

Belle: No, mom, don't blame dad. I did it on my own.

Marlena: You said that you were with an agent.

Belle: No, I just -- I didn't want to get you upset.

Marlena: You knew about this, right? When she was in danger, why didn't you do something to stop her?

John: Look, I tried...

Marlena: Tried, and what --

John: But it got complicated because she didn't know I was involved with the I.S.A. At the time.

Marlena: All righty.

John: Okay.

Marlena: What do you have to say for yourself?

Shawn-D: I wasn't exactly happy about her getting involved, but she was out of the starting gate before anyone could talk her out of it.

Marlena: And did you try?

Shawn-D: Well -- it -- she is inquisitive, just like you said. What was I supposed to do?

Marlena: For starters, try calling her mother.

Belle: Mom, look, don't blame Shawn, either. If he hadn't been there, I probably would be toast.

Marlena: Toast, huh?

John: Hey. It's over. Nothing to worry about.

Marlena: Belle could have been killed.

John: Hey, she's fine. Look at her. She's with us, safe and sound. So why don't we give thanks and have a picnic? Shawn, how about a blessing right now, please?

Shawn-D: Yeah, sure. I, uh...

Marlena: Sorry. I've lost my appetite.

Belle: Oh, mom, come on.

John: Oh, come on, Marlena.

Belle: It's really not their fault. It was just me sticking my nose into places where it doesn't belong.

Marlena: Your father knew you were in danger and did nothing to stop it.

John: Let me tell you, if the I.S.A. made a move to extricate Belle from the cargo ship, she would have been even more at a risk than she already was.

Belle: That is so true.

John: That's right. So it's over. Let's just let it go. Want some chicken? Come on.

Belle: Look, mom, dad didn't know about everything that happened on the ship until I was at the pier and I had no clothes on and he had to bring me some.

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Philip: You are not a psycho slut.

Cassie: Alien or... weirdo... nymphomaniac... people always find something interesting to call me.

Philip: How about friend? Isn't that what we agreed on? Look, Cassie, I like hanging out with you, okay? I don't give a damn what my mother says.

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Man: I want it back without a scratch, all right?

Abe: I understand.

Woman: What else do we pay taxes for?

Abe: We'll do the best -- excuse me. You get a good look at the shooter?

Victor: Brady's the one who spotted him, not me. Have you managed to locate my grandson and my wife?

Abe: No, not yet. We got an APB out for the limo and the stolen car. As soon as we find out anything, we'll let you know.

Victor: Damn -- I wish she'd left this up to you people. God knows what kind of a maniac we're dealing with here.

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Larry: Punk! You're always getting in my way.

[ Tires screech ]

Nicole: You're gonna get us both killed.

Brady: Nobody asked you to come, Nicole.

Nicole: Brady, please, just pull over. Let the police do their job.

Brady: No, no. Somebody put a hit out on my grandfather, and I'm gonna make them pay for it.

Larry: S-- son of a bitch!

[ Tires screech ]

Larry: Man. If I get caught, Nicole, I'm taking you with me. I'm not taking the fall for this alone.

Brady: Ha ha ha ha. Think you're gonna get away from me? Think again, pal.

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Bo: What would I do without you?

Hope: Mm... you'd be this maverick workaholic staying out there till you got your man -- or woman, as the case may be.

Bo: Good thing I have you to balance me, huh?

Hope: Mm. You know what, Brady? I couldn't have said it better.

[ Both chuckle ]

Hope: I love a good mystery just as much as you do, but I'll never forget how blessed we are at home.

Bo: Yeah. We got a couple of amazing sons.

Hope: And parents. Your parents, my parents.

Bo: Yeah. Speaking of which, ma really outdid herself with that chocolate cake. Do you think she knows it's an aphrod-- aphro-- how do you say that?

Hope: Aphrodisiac. Your mom?

Bo: Yeah.

Hope: Absolutely.

Bo: Uh-huh.

Hope: Mmm.

Bo: I love you.

Hope: Mm.

Bo: More than chocolate cake. More than any mystery. More than my own life.

Hope: I love you, Brady.

Bo: You got something on your lip.

Hope: Probably chocolate.

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Philip: My mother can be pretty ferocious when it comes to protecting her cubs. It's not like I need it. All I'm trying to say is that she's got a big mouth on her. Okay, it's like I told her. She doesn't even know you.

Cassie: No, she certainly doesnít.

Philip: I don't think any of us know the real Cassie.

Cassie: I'm sorry that I spoiled your night.

Philip: No, look, it's not spoiled, okay? Now you and I are going to sit right here, and we're going to watch these fireworks together. Okay, and you are going to forget every word that my mother said.

Cassie: Okay, I'll try.

Philip: Good.

Cassie: And I will not take her to heart.

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Roman: Mmm. You have no idea what you just missed.

Kate: What?

Roman: You sure you don't want me to get you something to eat?

Kate: No. No, I'm not hungry.

Roman: All right, Kate, what's the matter?

Kate: Oh, I just can't get over the sight of seeing Cassie all over my son.

Roman: Will you just relax? Philip's a grown man. You can't control him any more than you can control Lucas, or I can control Sami. Now, let me show you something. Here.

Kate: [ Gasps ] Wait --

Roman: All right, let it go. Let it go. You see? Now we can just sit back, relax, watch the fireworks. Or... not watch the fireworks.

Kate: Ha ha ha ha.

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Belle: I had to swim from the cargo ship to the pier.

Marlena: It just gets worse and worse, doesn't it?

Belle: And of course I needed to kick off my shoes and anything else that would have weighed me down. It's really not that big of a deal.

Marlena: Uh, it is a very big deal.

Belle: Mom, I'm an adult. I can take care of myself.

Marlena: No matter how old you get, Belle, no more spying for you.

Belle: I promise. I have no intentions of following in dad's footsteps.

Marlena: Oh, good.

Belle: Although, dad, I have to tell you, I kind of enjoyed the rush.

Marlena: May I have a word with you, please?

John: Of course, dear. Sure.

Shawn-D: So, what do you mean, you kicked off your shoes and anything else that weighed you down?

Belle: I was just explaining to my mom what happened.

Shawn-D: So what did you kick off? Did you swim to shore in your bra and panties with Philip? Ha ha ha. And you give me a hard time about Maya.

Belle: Okay, okay, okay, we're even.

Shawn-D: Yeah? So, what was Philip wearing?

Belle: Look, Shawn, it wasn't -- it wasn't all sexy. It was horrible and cold and wet.

Shawn-D: But it gave you a rush.

Belle: Not the swimming rush, Shawn. The spying rush.

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John: Look, baby, whether we enjoy it or not, Belle is an adult, and she's entitled to her own decisions.

Marlena: Yeah. Until she puts herself in danger. Then we are entitled to interfere, I think, don't you?

John: Just -- just to a point.

Marlena: Yeah. I know. I guess that's what unnerves me about it. Belle's always had such common sense.

John: Her judgment is sound... most of the time.

Marlena: Jumping off a boat to evade smugglers?

John: I said most of the time. We're just gonna have to trust her.

Marlena: Do we have a choice?

John: None whatsoever.

Marlena: Ah, man.

John: Look, if -- if she wants to climb Everest or swim the English Channel, we're just gonna have to let her be herself. That's the way it is.

Marlena: Or be the next female James Bond?

John: Then we ground her for 25 years.

Marlena: Promise?

John: Absolutely.

Marlena: I can live with that. That makes me very, very happy.

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Singer: You are the one my heart depends on. I don't know why. You are the road the river bends on where the earth touches the sky. There's something about the sun on your face. Something about your way. Something in you that makes me say things I've been afraid to say. You'll, you'll be safe in my arms. Stay, and I promise that I'll keep you warm. Stay a while, let me love you tonight. Stay a while, when the sun comes up tomorrow. Stay a while, let me hold you so tight. There's something about your smile.

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Abe: When we traced the trajectory, it appears the gun was aimed directly at the rear door of your limo.

Victor: So?

Abe: In other words, the guy was trying to kill you, not Brady.

Victor: A hit? I wonder who's behind it.

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Brady: Look, there he goes. He's making a left on Spring Hill road.

Nicole: Slow down!

Brady: Little does he know it's a dead end. Just wait till I get my hands on you, you dirty rotten bastard.

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Larry: Get lost, will you?

Larry: Ha. That's more like it. Ha ha ha ha ha. Aah!

[ Crash ]

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(On the next Days of Our Lives)

Nicole: There's probably no way he could survive.

Brady: And the car could just burst into flames.

Nicole: Damn, I hope so.

Tony: It's not going to bite you, I promise.

Lucas: Everybody knows I hate Sami!

Maggie: I don't think that's true.

Hope: I thought we were a team.

Bo: We are a team, hope.

Hope: You're not doing this without me.

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