Days Transcript Tuesday 9/2/03


Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 9/2/03--Canada; 9/3/03--USA

By Eric
Proofread by Bernadette

Mimi: Do you know what the odds are of actually ever hitting it?

Bonnie: Somebody's got to win.

Mimi: Well, if you'd stop buying lottery tickets and save your money --

Bonnie: I'd still be dirt poor. Ugh. You know, this way, I get my dreams and a little fun to boot. Oh, man. Got to have hope in your life, doll face. That's the one thing they'll never take away from me. So why are you moving out?

Mimi: Mom, we've been over this and over this and over this.

Bonnie: And I still don't know why my little girl is leaving me. If I learn to cook, will you stay?

Mimi: Mom, I love you. You know that. But I'm moving out, and that's final.


Belle: So... where are you taking me now?

Shawn-D: Can you handle another surprise? I'm moving in tonight.

Belle: To your loft?

Shawn-D: To the loft right across the hall from yours.

Belle: I can't wait until you're my neighbor.

Shawn-D: Yep, we are at two hours and counting.


Lexie: Mm, honey, it's the most wonderful thing you've ever done for me.

Abe: Well, thank you. You know what? I'm missing a button on this.

Lexie: Oh, well, it doesn't matter.

Abe: [ Chuckles ]

Lexie: Do you know how much more time we'll be able to spend together?

Abe: You know what, honey? I'm retiring from the police force, not the workforce.

Lexie: I know, I know, but at least with whatever job you get, you'll have normal hours -- 9:00 to 5:00, home for dinner.

Abe: You know what? I missed my first son's childhood, and I don't want to miss seeing Theo grow up.

Lexie: Here. Call the station.

Abe: What do you want me to say? Hey, Roman, can you cover for me tomorrow? My wife won't let me out of the bedroom.

Lexie: Don't you even tempt me, Abe.

Abe: Ha ha ha ha.

Lexie: No, honey, just tell them you're through, okay? You are retired. They can send you your gold watch in the mail.

Abe: Honey, not yet. I still have to file the proper paperwork, and, you know, while everything's being processed, I can wrap up my current caseload.

Lexie: Okay. Just don't make me wait too long, all right?

A:E: I wonít. I promise, I promise. It's important to me, though, to finish what I started.

Lexie: And what exactly does that mean, hmm?

Abe: Colin Murphy murder.

Lexie: Okay, well, as soon as you solve that.

Abe: And I really want to find out who tried to kill Bo and Hope at the Basic Black fashion show.

Lexie: No, Abe, no, no. You canít.


[ Cellular phone rings ]

Rex: It's about time. I want this taken care of ASAP. No excuses. Just get it done.


Hope: Oh, no.

Bo: Hey. Men at work. What's wrong?

Hope: Look at this.


Jack: You mean Tom's picture fell.

Alice: No. No, it's been moving from one place to another.

Jennifer: Gram, that's not -- that's not possible. You must have just moved it and forgotten, that's all.

Jack: Right.

Alice: It's been sitting in that same spot for 20 years. Why would I fiddle with it?

Jennifer: Well, to dust, gram.

Alice: And I keep hearing children's voices from outside my window. Now, don't look at me like that. I'm not crazy, and I'm not turning senile.

Jennifer: Gram, I-I didn't say that. Of course not.

Jack: Um, Jennifer, do you, uh... could you just come with me for a minute?

Jennifer: Why?

Jack: I left the key in the front door lock.

Jennifer: Oh, sure.

Jack: Yeah.

Jennifer: Yeah, Gram, uh, we'll be back in -- in just one minute.

Jack: Yeah, just -- just a minute. Just a Ė


Alice: [ Sighs ] So now it takes two people to remove a key from a lock.

Alice: You're trying to warn me... something terrible is going to happen?

Jennifer: Gram, who are you talking to?

Alice: Oh, you-- your grandfather Tom, of course. He's right there. Don't you see him?


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


Abe: Come on. It's all right. Come on, sit down. Sit down for a minute, honey. You know what? You used to be on the force. You know the drill. I mean, retirement is just paperwork up the wazoo. It's a process that has to be followed. Besides, I can't just quit on the department. I'm the Commander. How would that look?

Lexie: Like you're putting your family first.

Abe: What's going on, Lex? I know you want me to retire, and I said I would, but... what is this urgency? Why does it have to be right now?

Lexie: Abe, you know why. Honey, I'm so worried.

Abe: You know, your mother is a unique, well-meaning woman, but this ESP of hers or whatever you want to call it -- it's not exactly foolproof. You have to take it with a grain of salt.

Lexie: No, Abe, I can't help it, okay? I'm -- I'm just so scared. I just can't get it out of my head. Oh, just -- the thought of it...

Abe: Of what?

Lexie: Of losing you.


Jack: Thanks, Mickey. We didn't know who else to call. Right, right. We'll see you in a couple minutes, then. Good. How's she doing?

Jennifer: Um, she's okay. I made her some tea. You know, the Horton women's answer to all problems. Jack, she is really seeing my grandfather. I mean, she's really seeing him.

Jack: Well... Alice has reached a certain age, you know, age where a lot of the faculties that we take for granted start to let us down. Look, she's living in this great big old house by herself. He's been gone a long time. She misses him. I say if it makes her feel better to pretend that Tom's in the room with her, then what's the harm, when you come right down to it?

Jennifer: Jack, you just came up with a brilliant idea.

Jack: I did.

Jennifer: Yes. We have plenty of room at our house. I think that we should ask Gram to move in with us.

Alice: No way. This house is Tom's and mine, and there's no way I'm leaving.


Bo: Okay, we got a cash flow problem. That's no big surprise.

Hope: This is not good.

Bo: No, it is not, but I'll be starting that new job real soon.

Hope: A night security guard -- not exactly your dream job, Brady.

Bo: Not exac-- look, it will be bringing in the money we need.

Hope: The first check won't even clear for, what, what is it, two weeks?

Bo: Something like that, yeah.

Hope: What are we going to do in the meantime?

Bo: Hope, Shawn's tuition is paid up, the room and board for the first semester. If we have to eat wish sandwiches for a little while, we'll be fine. Not to worry.

Hope: Hey, Zack, here, sweetie. Here's your sippy cup, sweetie. Here, come sit over here. What are you doing? What is it? What is that?

Bo: Money. Moola. Cash.

Hope: Money?

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Hope: Why do you have it stuffed in your sock?

Bo: So you'd keep your grubby paws off it.

Hope: Oh, Brady, my g--

Bo: Easy.

Hope: How much do you have there?

Bo: Almost enough to buy you that new winter-coat you've been wanting.

Hope: Oh, Brady. You've got the best dad, you know that, Zack?

Bo: Yeah, right.

Hope: Thinking of me when I know that your dad has been wanting a certain pair of cowboy boots.

Bo: What? Oh, been hiding something on me.

Hope: Have I been hiding?

Bo: Yeah.

Hope: I was almost there. I just need another $50. I was going to surprise you for your birthday.

Bo: That's great. Hey, Zack, you got one terrific mom. I do need new pair of boots, but they don't have to be the same kind that Tim McGraw wears.

Hope: And, um...

Bo: Come on. You can do it.

Hope: My designer coat does not have to have a real designer label.

Bo: There you go. We'll shop at the outlet stores and save a lot of --

Hope: Outlet?

Bo: Yes.

Hope: Okay.

Bo: A lot of money. There's enough for your coat. This is enough for my boots, and the rest we'll put in a kitty for essentials until I start getting a paycheck.

Hope: This would buy me a windbreaker. For richer or poorer...

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Hope: For better or worse.

Bo: If this is worse, we're doing pretty darn good.

Hope: Mm. You have a very smart daddy, Zack. Are you listening over here? Mm-hmm. He knows how to take care of us, and you know what else, honey? He's very cute.

Bo: We're going to be just fine.

Hope: I know.

Bo: We're going to find out who attacked us at the fashion show, get back on our feet. We have the best years of our life ahead of us.

Hope: But, Brady, what if the person who tried to -- who tried to get rid of us... what if that person finishes the job before we can find him?

Bo: Shh.

Hope: Then what?

Bo: Hey, we'll --

[ Crash ]

Bo: Oh, no. You all right?

Hope: It's okay, Zack.


Bonnie: Funny, isn't it? I clean houses for a buck, and yet my own house... dust bunny city. But I'm going to change. I'm going to get the vacuum cleaner fixed. How would that be? And I'll get some of that jasmine air freshener.

Mimi: Why don't you just stop smoking? That would clean the air.

Bonnie: Stop smoking? Sure. I could do that right now. There, see?

Mimi: And I don't mean stop smoking for five minutes until it's time to light up again. Just quit, mom!

Bonnie: I'm way ahead of you, Meems. Where did I put that magazine?

Bonnie: Ah. Here we go. Hold on. "How I quit smoking in 10 days." I brought this home for inspiration. I'm gonna do it. I am gonna quit for my little daughter.

Mimi: How many times have you said that?

Bonnie: Well, I mean it this time.

Mimi: Mom, I'm getting the message. You want me to stay so badly you're actually willing to give up your cigarettes.

Bonnie: You know, they cost an arm and a leg these days.

Mimi: Yeah, but that's not why you're thinking of quitting, is it? You're doing it to keep me from leaving home.

Bonnie: Is it working? Will you stay?

Mimi: Sorry.

Bonnie: Well, you just saved me 10 days of torture. I might as well be thanking you.

Mimi: No, mom, please, okay, will you tell me what's really going on? What is the big deal about me moving out, huh? Why do you want me to stay so badly? Please tell me the truth.


[ Cellular phone rings ]

Rex: Is your contact working on it? Excellent. Look, the element of surprise is everything, but it has to happen tonight.


Hope: It's okay, sweetie. The lights just went out. Brady, call 911. What are you doing?

Bo: The cops might scare whoever it is away. I'm going to take care of this myself.

Hope: Be careful, Brady.

Bo: You stay here. I'm going downstairs.

Hope: Sweetie, it's going to be okay. Daddy's going to make it all okay.

Hope: It's okay, sweetie. Don't be scared. We're going to be just fine. Just fine. Just fine, baby.


[ Lowered voices behind door ] (Music throughout)

Abe: You are not going to lose me. After all the hell that we have been through in the last few years, we deserve the peace we found.

Lexie: Abe, people don't always get what they deserve.

Abe: One of the perks of being high ranking is that you're hardly ever under direct fire. All the tasks that I have to finish up are just routine police work.

Lexie: Look, I'd just feel a lot better if you were in some safe job, okay? Like corporate security.

Abe: Well, that'll come. That'll come. I just have to wind up my obligations to the department. You know, by the time my early retirement paperwork is all approved, I'll be ready to walk away from the Salem P.D a full-fledged civilian again. But no more special parking privileges. Now, you're going to miss that.

Lexie: All I need to make me happy is for my husband not to be a police officer anymore. Oh... and one more thing.

Abe: Yeah? What's that? Baby sister for Theo, huh? Are you pregnant?


Shawn-D: What the --

Bo: I live here, wise guy. What's your excuse?

Shawn-D: I didn't think that we would wake you.

Bo: Oh, you thought you'd sneak in and scare the crap out of your mom and me? Do you know someone's trying -- do you know how close you came to getting shot?

Shawn-D: I guess we weren't thinking.

Bo: No, I guess you weren't thinking.

Hope: Hey.

Bo: What are you doing down here? You should be upstairs with Zack.

Hope: Well, I'm not exactly the kind of woman who could stay put.

Bo: Oh, yeah, funny.

Hope: Once I heard your voice down here, I figured pretty good chance there wasn't any burglar, and Zack is asleep. So, what's your story? What's up? Buddy's Burger Barn closed, so you decided to raid the Brady fridge?

Shawn-D: Not exactly. I came by to grab the truck.

Bo: Grab the truck?

Shawn-D: I was going to call you in the morning so you wouldn't freak.

Bo: Well, that worked out, didn't it?

Hope: Shawn, why do you need the truck, honey?

Shawn-D: I was getting the spare mattress out of the basement.

Hope: Honey, your mattress is perfectly fine at the dorm, so why do you need a spare mattress?

Shawn-D: Yes, that's true, it is perfectly fine at the dorm. However, I'm not going to be spending the fall semester at the dorm.

Hope: What?

Shawn-D: I'm going to, um, be moving into the loft across the hall from Belle.


Alice: There is no way I am leaving my home.

Jennifer: Gram, I know how much you love this house. I love this house, too. But I am not a big fan of you living here alone anymore.

[ Doorbell rings ]

Jack: Um, I'll get it.

Jennifer: Okay.


Mickey: Hey, hey, hey, we threw our clothes on and came right over.

Maggie: What's wrong, Jack?

Jack: Long story short -- your mom's hearing voices. More than that, she is seeing your dad. Not just seeing him, she's talking to him and expecting us to see him, too.

Maggie: Oh, Mickey.

Jack: Jennifer just invited Alice to move in with us.

Mickey: I'm sure that went over like a lead balloon.

Alice: Is Jack out there telling Mickey about my dementia?

Jennifer: Gram, we didn't know what else to do, so Jack called uncle Mickey. I'm sorry.

Maggie: Hey.

Mickey: Hi, mom.

Alice: Hello, Mickey.

Mickey: What's going on?

Alice: Maggie, how are you, dear?

Mickey: What's going on? Mom, what is it?

Alice: Tom, why... have you come to see me, dear?


Mimi: Mom, all kids move out sooner or later. You did. Now it's my turn.

Bonnie: Please.

Mimi: It's not like I've been here that much lately, anyway.

Bonnie: Have I criticized you? Have I given you the third degree about where you go at nights, and when I don't see you for days at a time, have I?

Mimi: No. You've been very good about that.

Bonnie: That doesn't mean I don't worry about you.

Mimi: I know what I'm doing, mom.

Bonnie: How many times have I heard myself say those exact same words too many times to count? How about I make you something to eat, huh? You hungry? Maybe I'll make you one of those TV dinners, the one with the fried apple rings? It used to be you could eat two of those.

Mimi: I'm eating healthy these days.

Bonnie: Too skinny, if you ask me.

Mimi: Well, I didn't ask you. I gotta go.

Bonnie: Okay, that sound that you're going to be hearing will be the sound of me crying myself to sleep when my little girl is gone.

Mimi: What a bunch of horse puckey. Bonnie Lockhart doesn't cry herself to sleep.

Bonnie: Oh, and how do you know?

Mimi: Because you smoke till your pack's gone, and then you fall asleep with the late, late movie blaring, or you're on the phone with one of your girlfriends gabbing about the new hot guy at the gas station. You don't boo-hoo into your pillow, mom, so don't try to make me feel sorry for you that way.

Bonnie: You should feel sorry for me. I've had a hard life.

Mimi: But you're the bounce-back queen, even after all that stuff dad pulled.

Bonnie: I don't want to talk about that man. My emotions do not run hot and cold over anything that bastard does. You know, just wait till you're a mother. Then you're going to know what real heartache is!

Mimi: Oh, what a lovely sentiment.

Bonnie: You give and you give and you give and then you give some more, and all they do is slam the door on their way out!

Mimi: Me or dad?

Bonnie: Don't mention his name to me again.

Mimi: Okay. Sorry. I'll call you tomorrow.

Bonnie: Whenever. Don't feel that you have to worry about me. I will find the strength somehow somewhere.

Mimi: You're a survivor, mom.

Bonnie: You bet your booty I am.

Mimi: I'm going now.

Bonnie: I'm not stopping you, am I?

Mimi: I just got to take care of some things before I move in with Belle, okay?

Bonnie: Push your hair back. Such a pretty face. No sense in hiding it.

Mimi: Good night, mom.

Bonnie: Nighty-night.

Mimi: No more cigarettes, right?

Bonnie: Cross my heart. Damn. Ha ha ha! Gold! Oh... oh, Bonnie. You're such a liar.


[ Doorbell rings ]

Rex: I've got it, Mabel. I've been waiting for you.

Man: Yeah, well, these things take time.

Rex: Yeah, well, you're here, so... mission accomplished.

Man: Not exactly. No. Your plan hit a little snag.


Bo: You rented a loft. With what? You can't afford an apartment.

Hope: Besides that, your dad and I already paid for your room at Hartley House.

Shawn-D: They gave me a refund, and I'm not paying for the entire place myself. I'm actually splitting it with a guy that I know from school. Well, actually, he's splitting it with me because it's his lease.

Belle: Um, Shawn's already paid his first and his last month's rent.

Shawn-D: Yeah, I'm using the money that I saved from working with uncle Mickey over the summer, and, yeah, if I run out of money, then I'm going to have to eat some peanut butter and jelly for a while --

Belle: Except for when I cook for you.

Shawn-D: Right. But, you know, your cooking's alally my mom's, so --

Belle: Hey!

Hope: "Hey" is right. Well, I can see that you have everything figured out, huh, honey? Only one thing you forgot to do.

Bo: It's a big thing.

Hope: It's a very big thing. You forgot to consult your parents. Not only was that our money that you got a refund on, but more importantly, we want you to be safe. And that means you're living at Hartley House where they have security. Understood?

Shawn-D: Oh, you're kidding.

Hope: No.

Bo: No, we're not. It's either that or you live here. Those are your choices.

Belle: Well, you look like you need to talk in private, so I'm gonna go check on Zack. Is that okay?


Hope: Yeah, that's fine. Thanks, honey.

Shawn-D: I'm not moving back in.

Bo: Look, plenty of kids in your situation live at home while they're going to college.

Shawn-D: My situation? What's that?

Bo: What, I got spell it -- we're not millionaires here.

Shawn-D: I know we're not. Is this what I get for trying not to worry you?

Hope: Shawn, you are our son. We are always going to worry about you, honey, no matter how old you are or where you -- you could live in Timbuktu for all we care.

Shawn-D: How about I skip Timbuktu and just move straight into the loft?

Hope: Honey, the neighborhood is near the dock. It's seedy. It's not safe.

Shawn-D: Listen, the dock area is up and coming. It's very hip. Have you seen it lately? They're putting in this huge exotic Thai restaurant. It's going right next to that antique store that --

Hope: Lemon grass and junk don't make for a safe neighborhood for a kid to live in, honey.

Shawn-D: Belle's living there. Do you think John would let Belle live in a neighborhood that he thought was dangerous?

Bo: He's got a point there. Hey!

Hope: Whose side are you on?

Shawn-D: Hey, a lot of young people are moving there -- college students, lawyers, lawyers-to-be.

Bo: Look, I don't like this, but maybe we should give him a shot at it.

Hope: Bo, please.

Shawn-D: Thank you.

Bo: No, hey, whoa, hold on. This isn't just my decision. Your mom's in on this, too.

Shawn-D: Please, mom. Belle and I have so many plans. We're really looking forward to it.

Hope: Let me hear you grovel.

Shawn-D: Um...I love you. You look beautiful tonight.

Hope: Okay. Okay. Be careful.

Bo: It's okay with me, too.

Hope: Just don't do this again. Please, honey, please, promise me you will consult us on the big stuff at least until you're through with school. Please promise me.

Shawn-D: I promise you. I will -- I can't promise you I will always take your advice, but I will always run things by you.

Bo: All right, okay, that's good enough.

Shawn-D: Good.

Hope: I'm gonna go tell Belle.

Shawn-D: Oh, come here.

Hope: We're...

Shawn-D: Thank you.

Hope: Through discussing.

Shawn-D: Okay. Mom?

Hope: Yeah?

Shawn-D: Seriously, thank you.

Hope: Seriously, be careful.

Bo: Okay, look, your mom, as you notice, is getting a little emotional about you growing up. Worried that her little baby is going to go away from her, so be sensitive about this stuff, okay?

Shawn-D: Okay.

Bo: Now that we're alone, there's something I need to talk to you about.


Mickey: Mom, did -- did you -- did you see dad just now?

Alice: Oh, yes. Didn't you?

Mickey: Jack. Jack, can you get mom some warm milk? It always relaxes her.

Jack: All right, sure.

Mickey: Jenny.

Jennifer: Hmm?

Mickey: I want you to call Lexie Carver. I know that doctors don't usually make house calls anymore, but just ask her if she'll come over.

Jennifer: Yeah, I'm sure she'll make an exception for Gram.

Mickey: Thanks.

Mickey: Please, please let her be okay.

Jennifer: Uncle Mickey, Lexie's on her way.

Mickey: Oh, good, thank -- thank you. Thank you, darling.

Alice: [ Thinking ] What are you doing here, darling? Why have you come back? Oh, no.


Rex: I gave you one simple task, and you botched it?

Man: It's not my fault. The Brady kid complicated things.

Rex: Oh, to hell with Shawn Brady. I want this done tonight.

Man: Calm down. I'll make some calls. It'll happen.

Rex: Yeah, it better.

Man: I'll get back in touch with you when it's done.

Rex: Good.


Shawn-D: Sorry for acting like a jerk before. I don't know why I didn't tell you about moving to the loft.

Bo: Maybe you're having mixed feelings about moving in across the hall from your girlfriend.

Shawn-D: Oh, no way.

Bo: It does change things.

Shawn-D: Yeah, I know. I know.

Bo: Well, okay then. Cheers.

Shawn-D: So, what did you want to talk to me about?

Bo: Actually, something I wanted to give you.

Shawn-D: What's this for?

Bo: Well, you're gonna get awfully tired of peanut butter. God knows how long it will take Belle to learn how to cook -- you, for that matter. Can't live on pancakes alone.

Shawn-D: I do know how to make spaghetti.

Bo: Buy yourself some vegetables.

Shawn-D: Dad, this is going to buy quite a few vegetables.

Bo: Well, take Belle on a date, buy some cds. I know you guys are addicted to those orprpriced coffee drinks.

Shawn-D: Hey, listen, uh... if things are tight, I --

Bo: Hey, that's temporary. Something I want to do.

Shawn-D: Well, thank you.

Bo: Look, I never got a ch-- my kid's going to college. You should live it up a little. Do me a favor. Don't tell your mom about this. Put it in your pocket.

Hope: So, is there any down side to the new living arrangements? Is Mimi a neat freak?

Belle: Oh, I wish. We're both kind of messy.

Hope: Oh, no, that's not good news.

Belle: It's not going to be a problem. The only thing is --

Hope: What's that?

Belle: Well, Mimi's dating Rex Dimera.

Hope: So, is that a problem?

Belle: I thought for sure Shawn would have told you.

Hope: Told me what?

Belle: Shawn thinks Rex is responsible for the attack on you and Bo at the fashion show.


Shawn-D: There's another reason I'm moving across the hall from Belle.

Bo: Besides how cute she is?

Shawn-D: Yeah, besides that. So I can keep an eye on Rex Dimera. He's dating Mimi. I don't know what she sees in him, but whatever. This way I'll be able to get information, and it won't look like I'm spying.

Bo: Okay, you got my attention. Information about what?

Shawn-D: I think Rex and the Dimera family was responsible for the attack on you and mom at the fashion show, and I am going to prove it.

Hope: You get that idea out of your head right now, Shawn Brady!


Mickey: Mom, what's the matter? What's wrong?

[ Door closes ]

Jennifer: Lexie, thanks for coming.

Mickey: Yeah, thanks for coming.

Maggie: How's the baby?

Abe: He's with Lexie's mom.

Lexie: Hello, Alice.

Alice: Lexie dear.

Lexie: Hi.

Alice: I don't need a doctor.

Lexie: I know.

Alice: I was just wondering...

Lexie: Mm-hmm?

Alice: Did Celeste ever tell you about the spirit of the dead who visits the living?

Lexie: I don't think so. Why don't you tell me?

Alice: Whoever's name the spirit mentions is doomed.

Mickey: Mom, come on. That's an old wives' tale.

Alice: I've been waiting for Tom to say my name, but he never has. So... I wonder what that means.


Hope: The Dimeras? No, no, no. I don't think so.

Shawn-D: So what am I supposed to do, just let him get away --

Bo: Don't argue with your mom.

Hope: Thank you.

Bo: It's a lose-lose situation. You lose, I lose -- big time.

Hope: Oh, very funny. Very funny. Very funny. Could you help Belle take this stuff out to the truck, please, while I have a word alone with our son?

Belle: Good idea. I'll get this box.

Bo: Thank you.


Shawn-D: Okay, mom, you're mad at me, so go ahead, yell, get it out.

Hope: Shawn, honey, there is a limit to what I can accept. You're growing up -- fine, I've got that. But going up against the Dimera family -- no way. Absolutely not.

Shawn-D: No, mom, if you knew --

Hope: I do know. I do know. Belle just told me. You think that Rex was involved -- or might have been involved -- with our attack. And by the way, thank you so much for the information. But your dad and I will handle it from here.

Shawn-D: No, but, mom --

Hope: No, "but, mom" nothing. You are not going to war on our behalf. Do you hear me? Absolutely not. Not with these people. They're too dangerous, Shawn. Let your dad and I handle it, please. That is the end of the discussion. I want to hear no more about it.

Shawn-D: Okay.

Hope: Honey... don't tell your dad, okay? It's not much, but I want you to have this.

Shawn-D: No. No.

Hope: Take it.

Shawn-D: No, mom, I canít.

Hope: Yes, you can take it. Please. I don't want you to go without a few little extras, okay? I want you to buy some vegetables, and I want you to eat right. Hey, life is too short, and my boy is in love. Take it, okay? Come on, before he comes back.

Shawn-D: Okay. Okay, okay. Thank you. Thank you.

Hope: Get over here. Give me a hug. I love you, honey.

Shawn-D: I love you, too.

Bo: Okay, will you guys get out of here? Your mom and I have plans for this evening.

Shawn-D: Yeah. You don't have to tell me that. I love you.

Hope: I love you, too, sweetie.

Shawn-D: Okay. Dad.

Bo: See you.

Belle: Bye.

Shawn-D: I'll talk to you soon.


Hope: Yeah, he'll talk to us soon, he says.

Bo: Well, we're more fortunate than a lot of parents.

Hope: That's true. What is it?

Bo: There's something I got to tell you.

Hope: Oh, no, not more.

Bo: It's all right. I just -- I gave him my cash -- you know, the money that we saved.

Hope: The money you were going to buy your new boots with?

Bo: Yeah. What? It's -- hey, it's all right. It wasn't that much. It's gonna be fine. What? What's so funny?

Hope: Your old boots are gonna go great with my old coat!

Bo: Your old coat?

Hope: My old coat!

Bo: You gave him your money, too? No way.

Hope: I gave him all of it.

Bo: Ha ha ha ha ha! He made out.

Hope: Yeah, he sure did. Oh, Brady.

Bo: What? Ha ha ha ha.

Hope: I'd give that kid every cent I have if it would keep him away from the Dimeras.

Bo: You got that right.


Shawn-D: I don't care if Rex's last name is Capone. No one is going to keep me from investigating him, not even my folks.


Rex: I, uh, I thought you went home.

Mimi: I did, but, um, no one was there. Plus, I missed you. I wish you lived closer to the loft. This place is so far away from everything.

[ Cellular phone rings ]

Rex: Yes?

Man: Yeah, Shawn Brady's not a problem anymore. You can go with plan "A."

Mimi: Who's that?

Rex: No one important. But your wish just came true. I'm going to be much closer to your loft.

Mimi: You are? You mean you're moving?

Rex: Yep. Want to come with me to get the keys?

Mimi: Sure. This is amazing. Okay.


Mickey: It -- it -- it doesn't mean anything, mom. It's all okay.

Maggie: You know better, Alice. I me, , spirits -- if there are such things -- well, I'm sure they don't talk.

Abe: Poor woman. Sounds like she had what my mother used to call a spell.

Jack: Let's hope she'll be okay.

Lexie: Mickey, I'd like to give your mom an exam. Is that all right, Alice? Okay.

Abe: I'm gonna call in to the station.

Tom's voice: Abe.


(On the next Days of Our Lives)

Shawn-D: Why are you putting your stuff down here?

Rex: I'm moving in.

Shawn-D: There is no way in hell that I'm living with you!

Sami: You are such a good friend to me. I knew I could count on you.

Tony: I don't want you to worry. I will look out for you.

Abe: I had a vision of your father. Maybe I should start preparing myself for my death.

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