Days Transcript Tuesday 1/20/04

Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 1/20/04 - Canada; Wednesday 1/21/04 - U.S.A.


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Nicole: Damn it, Victor, did you place that ad?

Victor: No, but I wish I had. [Chuckles] I warned you, Nicole. I told you your days are numbered.

Brady: Is that a threat? Are you really planning on killing your wife?

Philip: “The name of the Salem serial killer will be revealed at the Horton Circus fundraiser”? What is this, some kind of twisted publicity stunt?

Lucas: No, no, it's not going to happen. I'm in charge of that event. I don't know anything about this.

Philip: Well, who do you suppose paid to have this printed?

Lucas: I have no idea, but I can't think about that now. Right now I'm worried about Mom, man. She hasn't been answering her phone. Let's get in there.

Philip: Mom?

Lucas: Maybe she's in the other room. Maybe she's sleeping.

Philip: Oh, my God.

Lucas: Mom! Mom! Mom, wake up. Mom. Mom, come on. Don't do this. Mom, please, wake up.

Philip: It's empty.

Lucas: Mom, come on, please.

Shawn-D: Hey. Hey. Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.

Belle: Hi. Oh, I just had the --

[Thud]

Belle: Oh, sorry. I had the best dream. The Salem serial killer had been caught, and... my parents were back together, and your dad came home, and we were all celebrating at the circus. If only that could happen.

Shawn-D: Well, maybe it will, and sooner than you think. Check it out.

Jan: Belle doesn't deserve you, Shawn.

Sami: Mom, look at this. Your husband is about to be named the serial killer. I'm so glad you two split up. Please promise me that you will stay away from him until he is put in jail.

Marlena: What on earth is this thing?

Sami: The answer to all my prayers. John Black is going to be arrested before he has the chance to murder my mother.

Hope: Aah! You scared me half to death.

John: Sorry. Just came to check on you and Zack. I understand Bo left for Europe last night to track down Billie Reed.

Hope: Yes. Before she vanished, she phoned the I.S.A., claimed she knows the identity of the Salem Stalker.

John: Well, she's not the only one.

Hope: What are you talking about?

John: Somebody placed an ad in the paper today.

Hope: Who do you think's behind this?

John: My guess -- Tony DiMera.

Celeste: May I enter?

Tony: If you take your shoes off.

Celeste: Anthony, did you do this?

Tony: Ah. Good guess. What, did your spirit voices tip you off?

Celeste: Oh, very funny.

Tony: Uh-huh. I don't mean disrespect. I had my own epiphany last night. I know who the serial killer is, and before this day is over, I plan to announce it to all of Salem.

Celeste: If you're not dead by then.

Hope: Can't you trace the transaction somehow? All right. Thanks anyway. Bye, Harold.

John: Let me guess. The ad was placed anonymously, right?

Hope: Cash transaction.

John: Sounds like my brother's M.O.

Hope: Do you really think Tony knows who the killer is?

John: I think he is a serial killer and will go to any lengths to divert suspicion from himself. And we can't let him get away with it, because whoever DiMera names at that fundraiser is a lie.

Celeste: You're putting yourself in mortal danger, Anthony.

Tony: I have no life or death. I make the tides of breathing my life and death.

Celeste: If you threaten the killer, he or she is going to come after you.

Tony: I have no enemy. I make carelessness my enemy.

Celeste: Quote all the samurai poetry you want. Fool yourself into thinking that you've achieved a state of emptiness, but the fact is you're just being stupid.

Tony: I am prepared.

Celeste: When I looked through the killer's mask in my vision, I saw the eyes of a Bengal tiger. Now, yesterday you and I witnessed the arrival of such a beast in Salem. Anthony, if you attend the circus and name the killer, you're tempting fate.

Tony: Well, maybe it's the showman in me. I want to make the announcement in the centre ring.

Celeste: Oh, heaven forbid.

Tony: Don't you understand? I want the townspeople to know that the DiMeras are here to save Salem, not to destroy it, as they all assume.  What do you see?

Celeste: Death.

Tony: But whose? Perhaps the killer is the victim this time, and her reign of terror will be over.

Brady: Is it true? You're planning on executing your wife, Granddad?

Victor: Oh, that won't be necessary.

Brady: Fundraiser, very special event -- the name of the Salem serial killer will be revealed. What the hell is this?

Victor: Well, today may be Nicole’s last day of freedom. [Chuckles] Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an important call to make in private.

Brady: What the hell are you up to, Nicole?

Shawn-D: Hey, you should drink your latte before it gets cold.

Belle: Do you think this is for real?

Shawn-D: I have no idea.

Belle: Shawn, but we're supposed to be a part of the circus, and not only us, but our friends and our family. What if something awful happens?

Shawn-D: Are you thinking of cancelling out?

Belle: It just -- it worries me.

Shawn-D: Well, the -- the circus is for a good cause. It's raising funds for the hospital.

Belle: I know --

Shawn-D: You know, and it's my grandparents' foundation. Hey, I have to be there out of respect for them.

Belle: Can't we just pull the covers over our heads and crawl back into my dream together?

Shawn-D: Mm. Get dressed. I'm going to show you that this day can be just as wonderful as your dream. I'm going to take you someplace nice.

Belle: Where are we going?

Shawn-D: You'll see.

Jan: Oh. We'll be together, Shawn, and Belle's own mother -- ha ha -- she is going to help make it happen.

Marlena: Was this your idea?

Sami: Mom.

Marlena: Are you planning to name John the killer without a shred of evidence?

Sami: Mom, as if I could afford a full-page ad.

Marlena: Well?

Sami: Mom, I swear to you, I had nothing to do with this.

Marlena: Sami, you are suspiciously gleeful today.

Sami: I am happy that this nightmare is going to be over and that John is going to be put in jail before he has a chance to hurt you.

Marlena: No, please -- aah!

[Tiger growling]

Marlena: Aah! Aah! Aah!

John: Doc, it's me -- John.

Sami: Mom. Mom, you are worried that Celeste’s predictions are going to come true. That's why you made John move out, because you're afraid that he really is the killer and that you're going to be his final victim.

Marlena: No, Sami, that's not going to happen.

Sami: Mom, I just want you to be safe.

Marlena: You know what? I feel as though you're using this awful situation to your own advantage.

Sami: Until John is caged where he belongs, I hope you watch your back.

[Tiger growling]

Rex: Whoa. Aren't we kind of early?

Mimi: I thought we could volunteer to help out before it's time to practice our act.

Rex: Just as long as I don't have to muck out that tiger's cage.

Mimi: Aw, anything for a good cause.

Bonnie: Hey, handsome. How about manning the kissing booth? Women would be lining up for blocks, including yours truly.

Mimi: Where did you get that outfit?

Bonnie: Mickey bought it for me.

Rex: Are you taking part in the circus, ms. Lockhart?

Bonnie: Well, you betcha. I'm half of that famous rodeo team miss Bonnie and her amazing bucking bronco. Hit it, yes!

[Drum roll]

Bonnie: Max, that's your cue! How many times do we have to rehearse jumping through the gosh-darn hoop?

Mimi: Mom, what have you done to our poor dog?

Bonnie: You are supposed to charge in like a raging bull, not some chicken chihuahua. Can you teach this animal to butch it up? I'm not going to make a dime unless he gets his act together.

Mimi: Nobody is going to pay to see that. Your act is going to be a total disaster.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha. Not if I can help it. Giddyap, little doggie.

Philip: I feel a pulse.

Lucas: Call an ambulance. We got to get her to the hospital and get her stomach pumped. Hurry up. What did you do? Come on, Mom, wake up. What did you do?

Kate: Cut it out.

Lucas: Mom --

Kate: Cut it out!

Philip: Mom, can you hear us?

Lucas: How many of these did you take, huh? How many?

Kate: What? None, okay? I just threw them all away. Those damn sleeping pills didn't even work.

Philip: Come on, Mom, you've obviously consumed something.

Lucas: Yeah, you have. Feeling hung over?

Kate: Can't you both see I'm trying to get some sleep, all right?

Philip: We were worried about you. Lucas got a call from Joelle this morning when you didn't show up for work.

Lucas: That's right. I called room service. I tried to get you some food up here, but the clerk said you weren't eating.

Kate: My husband died, okay? All right? Roman Brady is gone, and he's never coming back, and he was my life, and now it's over.

Philip: Come on, Mom. Sooner or later, you've got to go on living.

Kate: [Groans]

Lucas: Yeah, that's right. Come on, the Horton circus fundraiser is today, all right? We want you to come with us.

Philip: Yeah.

Kate: Are you out of your mind?

Lucas: No, it's for charity. It'll do you good.

Kate: I agree. I'll send them a check, okay?

Philip: Let's get her up on her feet. She's going to walk this off. Come on, Mom.

Lucas: One step --

Kate: Stop it! Stop it! No! Out! Get out! Now!

Philip: Mom, we really think you should get out of this room.

Lucas: We're trying to help you.

Kate: Get out!

Philip: Mom, come on.

Kate: Get out!

Lucas: We're just making her more angry. Come on, let's just go.

Kate: Out, out, out. [Sobbing] Oh, God.

Lucas: I can't deal with this. I got to be at that circus tent in five minutes.

Philip: Just go. I'll take care of this.

Lucas: How? What are you going to do?

Philip: A little trick I learned in the marines called the drill sergeant from hell.

Lucas: Good luck.

Philip: See ya. Whew. This is not going to be pretty.

John: Can you give me a description of the man who made the money transaction?

Hope: Hey. Hi, sweetie. I think you're adorable.

Belle: Thank you.

John: That's a start. Thank you.

Belle: Dad, what are you doing here?

John: Hope and I are trying to trace whoever placed this ad in the "Salem spectator."

Hope: Have you seen it?

Shawn-D: That's exactly why we came over. Belle was creeped out. Have you found anything out?

Hope: There's no paper trail.

John: I'm convinced it's Tony DiMera.

Shawn-D: Well, should we be attending the performance today?

Belle: You know Shawn and I are supposed to be in one of the circus acts, along with the rest of our friends.

Shawn-D: Yeah, and Dad's out of town, so --

Hope: Honey, don't worry. The I.S.A. is keeping a close watch on all of us until your dad gets back, okay?

Belle: The crowd's going to go wild if Tony names the serial killer.

John: Don't worry. He will not be admitted in.

Hope: You know what? I think you and your friends should go ahead with the performance. You're helping raise money for charity, and that's a good thing. Besides, I'm sure you all need a release from the constant tension.

Belle: Dad, what do you think?

John: I think it'll be okay. I think you should go have a good time.

Belle: Okay.

John: I love you.

Belle: Ha ha ha.

John: What's up with the high-wire, though?

Belle: I have to wear a tutu.

John: A what?

Belle: I have to wear a tutu.

John: Forget about the tutu. Do you have a safety net?

Belle: I hope so.

John: Ha ha ha ha.

Brady: Granddad, Nicole? Well, don't try to kill each other while I'm gone.

Victor: I'm guessing the "spectator" ad was your inspiration.

Tony: Right.

Victor: If you have proof Nicole’s the killer, then go ahead and name her. I want that hussy out of my home, out of my grandson's life, and behind bars forever.

Tony: I know exactly who the guilty party is, Victor, and when I announce it at today's fundraiser, rest assured, justice will be swift.

Nicole: Oh, a couple of wise guys, huh? Well, you're both dead.

Jan: I made a new friend here in Salem.

Marlena: Oh. I'm glad to hear that.

Jan: Yeah. Well, I think she and I can really help each other out.

Nicole: You follow through with your promise to help me, and my experience will be your experience. Oh, when I am done training you, you will have Shawn Brady’s hot body all to yourself.

Marlena: It's good that you're reaching out to people. Do you feel ready to tell Shawn and Belle that you're back in Salem?

Belle: This won't take long, I promise. I just want to check on my mom before we head to the circus tent.

Mimi: Mom, please just go home, okay? You're only going to humiliate yourself.

Bonnie: Are you kidding? We're talking box office gold here. All I got to do is get max to hold up his end. Do I have to put on my spurs and give you a little nudge?

Mimi: I ought to report you to the ASPCA.

Bonnie: I would never hurt my little Maxie-pie. But it's time that mutt started holding up his end and earning his keep.

[Tiger growling]

Lucas: Hey, you want to clear the way, toots? We got people doing work here.

Sami: I came here early because I want to be front and centre when the identity of the serial killer is announced.

Lucas: Really? Well, at least you can't blame my mother anymore. You know, she's taking Roman's death very hard, by the way.

Sami: Yeah, well, she might not have actually killed him, but I still hold her responsible.

Lucas: Don't start. I mean it.

Sami: Look, if she hadn't pushed up the wedding, my dad would never have been in harm's way.

Lucas: What are you talking about? Roman wanted that wedding as much as she did.

Sami: Well, she's the one who deserved to die -- now more than ever.

Lucas: I'm warning you, you harm one hair on her head -- one hair, Sami -- and you're going to jail. You'll never see will again. I mean it.

Sami: Well, what if it was an accident? I could off Kate and get away with it. I just have to figure out how.

[Tiger growls]

Philip: Drink that.

Kate: I'm not coming out of this bed -- not ever.

Philip: Guess again, Mom.

Kate: Aah! Why, Philip?

Philip: I realize you're grieving, but I am not letting you go off the deep end.

Kate: Well, you know something? That is my -- that is my prerogative.

Philip: You still have family who needs you -- me, Lucas, Billie, Austin, will.

Kate: Rex. I mean, don't forget Rex. Don't forget the son that Roman and I never knew we had. And Cassie. No, no, I take -- I take that back, because Cassie is dead, too.

Philip: Get up.

Kate: No, I can't, Philip. My life's over.

Philip: Only if you let it be.

Kate: [Sighs] Look... I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to help me. But if you really love me, then you'll turn off the lights, and you'll go.

Philip: You are going to that fundraiser. I'm going to go start a hot shower for you.

Kate: No. Look, I cannot go around pretending that everything is normal, because it's not. Everywhere I look, everywhere I look, all I see is Roman.

Philip: Well, then, make him proud of you. Roman never took things lying down, and he loved you 'cause he knew what a strong woman you are.

Kate: Yeah. Yeah, right.

Philip: When Roman lost Marlena, he soldiered on. When he lost his mother and Cassie, he stayed on his feet trying to make this town safe for other people. He did not wallow in self-pity.

Kate: Well, I am not Roman! There's never going to be another Roman. I am weak, and I am hurting, and I want you to leave me the hell alone.

Philip: If you need me, I'll be at the fundraiser.

Kate: Whoever killed my husband... deserves to die.

Celeste: Alexandra has already lost her husband, Anthony. I don't want to see her lose her brother as well.

John: Ah, there you are.

Tony: How did you get in here?

Hope: Did you place that newspaper ad?

Tony: There's no law against that. Who gave you permission to barge in here? Ah, you've still got your shoes on, for God's sake.

John: That's the least of your worries right now.

Hope: You know what? You're right. There is no law against placing an ad, but if you intend to appoint yourself judge and jury in the Salem Stalker case, then you have another think coming.

Tony: Ah, your local police have been dropping off like flies. I'm doing you all a favor.

John: Then you give us a name right now. You tell us who you think is the serial killer.

Marlena: There's no need to be afraid of Shawn and Belle. They're very forgiving. If you tell them you're back and you apologize...

Jan: Soon. I will. I promise. I'm just -- I'm not ready yet.

Marlena: All righty, well, in your own time, then.

Shawn-D: How do you know she's free?

Belle: My mom always keeps this hour open to return phone calls.

Jan: Oh, my gosh. They're here. You won't give me away, will you?

Belle: She'll let us know if she doesn't want to be interrupted.

Marlena: Hey.

Belle: Hi.

Marlena: Oh, my goodness, look at that haircut. Oh, sassy -- it's great. Honey, I'm -- I don't have any time. I've got a patient.

Belle: Oh, well, I just wanted to know if you were coming to the fundraiser.

Marlena: If I finish in time, yes.

Belle: Okay. Well, I was just stopping by to see how you were doing.

Marlena: I'm okay. And you're cute. Flippy, fresh, love it.

Belle: Bye. What's wrong with you?

Shawn-D: Nothing. Let's go.

Jan: Thank you.

Marlena: Jan, you must know that it would be a lot better if you take the initiative here, make contact with Belle and Shawn, rather than run the risk of bumping into them like this.

Jan: Yeah, you're probably right.

Marlena: I'm glad you made a new friend. What about your old friends? Don't you get a little lonesome?

Jan: Don't you?

Marlena: Don't I what?

Jan: Get a little lonesome. I mean, your ex was just murdered, and now your husband moved out.

Marlena: This session is about you, Jan.

Jan: Sorry. I just -- well, it -- you looked so sad before. You and Mr. Black always seemed like the perfect couple.

Marlena: How do you know so much about my personal life?

Jan: Oh, I -- I picked up a copy of this on my way in. This article -- it says you're afraid your husband's going to kill you.

John: Spit it out.

Hope: Stop it, both of you.

John: I asked you a question.

Tony: You'll find out the identity of the killer the same time as everyone else. I have very good reason for wanting to announce it at the fundraiser.

Hope: You'll never get past the police guard. They're under strict instructions to keep you out -- a matter of public safety.

Tony: Ha ha. Please.

John: Of course, you plan on naming yourself and confessing to all six murders.

Tony: I'm not the Salem Stalker. In case you've forgotten, the judge threw out the case.

John: Oh, you're guilty as hell. That ad's just a dodge. But let me tell you something. You go in that circus and you name an innocent person, that person's going to be mobbed.

Hope: The public is up in arms over this case. So, please, Tony, stay away.

Tony: Are you finished? Sayonara.

Celeste: Your plan is futile, Tony. Give it up.

Tony: I wouldn't be so sure. You know what they say -- good things come in small packages.

Bonnie: Max? Max, I-I hear you. Where are you, baby? Come on, baby. Max. Max!

[Whistling]

Brady: Phil.

Philip: Hey.

Brady: I thought you were stuck at the base.

Philip: No, no, they've given me the day off. Would you believe I'm part of the show?

Brady: As bozo? Why am I not surprised?

Philip: What's your excuse, Brady?

Brady: I am actually here as a volunteer.

Philip: Oh, as a bozo? Why am I not surprised?

Brady: Seriously. Have you seen the ad in the paper?

Philip: Yeah. Looks like somebody is planning to announce the identity of the killer.

Brady: You wouldn't happen to know if your father Victor placed that ad, would you?

Philip: No. Why? You worried it could be bad news for Nicole?

Victor: Where the hell do you think you're going?

Nicole: None of your business.

Victor: You stay away from that fundraiser. You know, once the name of the killer is announced, the good people of Salem are going to be calling for your head. Not that I care what happens to you, personally. I just don't want to see anyone else get hurt.

Nicole: If heads roll, it will be yours and Tony DiMera's. You're going to regret plotting to bring me down.

Nicole: No one's going to stop me. No one.

Celeste: Anthony?

Jan: Dr. Evans, what is it?

Marlena: Uh, just -- you know, fear can do strange things to one's mind. It can make you think that your...friends, even your family, are turning against you.

Jan: Sometimes, people that seem to be your friends are only out to steal the one you really care about.

Marlena: I think we're a little off the topic, which was and should always be you. Oh, my gosh, you know what? We are flat out of time. I-I'm so sorry. Uh, we'll pick this up again next session?

Jan: Yeah, I'll make an appointment.

Marlena: Great. Take care, Jan.

Jan: You too. Bye.

Nicole: Jan. Just the person I want to see.

Shawn-D: Did your Mom seem kind of antsy because she didn't want us to know who her patient was or something? Did you pick up on that?

Belle: No, some people are just embarrassed about seeing a shrink. They think there's some kind of stigma attached.

Shawn-D: On the other hand, some people are just crazy.

Belle: Hey, speak for yourself.

Shawn-D: Oh, you think I'm crazy for signing us up to perform today?

Belle: I think that it's probably the most exciting thing we're ever going to do together. So...I'm excited.

Lucas: Yeah, that's right. To the left, my left. Come on, a little more.

Brady: Lucas, why don't you take your coat off and give us a hand, huh?

Lucas: Oh, come on, that's funny, Brady. You guys got all the muscles. Let me talk to you for a second. A little bit more. Perfect. How'd it go with Mom?

Philip: I tried everything, bro. Couldn't convince her to come.

Lucas: Maybe it's all for the best. Come on.

Lucas: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the princess of prestidigitation -- the one and only Samantha!

[Cheers and applause]

Lucas: And now before your very eyes, she will saw a lady in half!

Sami: She's no lady. She's Stefano's whore!

Kate: Sami, no!

Sami: Ha ha ha ha!

Kate: No! No!

Sami: But, your honor, I swear, I didn't know it was a real saw.

Bonnie: Hey. Hey! Holy cow, where'd you get that thing?

 [Telephone rings]

John: You're never going to make it.

Hope: Yes, I will. Hello?

Bo: Hey ya, fancy face.

Hope: Bo.

Bo: It's good to hear your voice.

Hope: Have you found Billie? Do you have any news about the serial killer?

Bo: The trail on Billie has gone cold. No clues yet, but I'm not giving up. How's everything there?

Hope: Uh...fine. Everything's fine. We're all looking forward to the hospital fundraiser today.

Bo: You be careful. I love you. Never forget that.

Hope: I love you. You keep us posted, okay?

Bo: You got it. I'll talk to you soon.

Hope: I can't wait. Bye.

John: You didn't tell him about the ad.

Hope: He has enough on his plate right now.

John: What's going on?

Hope: I had a terrible nightmare before Bo left. I was standing beside his grave. His name was on the tombstone. I can't lose him, John. I love him so much. I'm sure you feel the same way about Marlena.

John: Right. It's just at this point I'm -- I'm not certain she feels the same way about me.

Marlena: How did this all go so wrong?

Nicole: I need a favor, pronto.

Jan: I'm booked for a manicure. Some other time, okay?

Nicole: Hey, hey, hey.

Jan: What?

Nicole: What's with the attitude?

Jan: Look, if I miss my appointment, I'll have to pay for it anyway.

Nicole: Let's get something straight. I'm the only chance you've got of hooking up with Shawn Brady. So when I say "jump," I expect you to ask "how high?"

Jan: Nicole, my nails are a mess.

Nicole: Who kept the secret that you've been in town all this time? Hmm? Who knows that you've been stalking Shawn and Belle?

Jan: Okay.

Nicole: Here's what I want you to do.

Belle: Hey, lovebirds. We need to rehearse our act.

Mimi: Oh, man. I hope we don't fall on our faces like my mom's about to.

Bonnie: What's that in your mouth? Gimme. Oh. Max! Max.

Philip: Mom, you made it.

Lucas: We're so glad you're here.

Kate: Yeah. Well, I think this is where Roman would want me to be.

Sami: Perfect. Now I can make my dream come true.

Man: Let's set it over there.

Man #2: Man, this is heavy.

Man: Ready? Man, what's in there? All right. All right.

Celeste: [Gasps]

Marlena: Jan. You're still here?

Jan: Oh, uh, I ran into my friend.

Marlena: Uh-huh. Where is she?

Jan: Oh, she was in a hurry. We take turns doing each other favors. Well, if I help her out now, she's going to help me get everything I want. Take care.

Victor: I know what you're up to, Nicole. I'm going to stop you dead in your tracks.

Kate: Oh...honey, thank you. Thank you for talking sense into me.

Philip: Mom, this circus is going to be a blast -- exactly what you need to lift your spirits.

Belle: Hey. It's time to put on your costume.

Philip: No way.

Rex: That's what we said.

Shawn-D: Yeah, but it didn't work.

Mimi: At least you don't have to wear a tutu.

Shawn-D: Come on.

Philip: Okay... bye, Mom.

Kate: See you later, sweetie.

Sami: The grieving widow... when I'm through with her, she'll have something to cry about.

Brady: Where the hell are you, Nicole?

Bonnie: Hi. Have you seen my dog? I just hope that mutt isn't getting into trouble.

John: Listen, hope, I'm going to run over to the circus tent and check on security.

Hope: I'm sure Salem P.D.'s ready there. Don't worry. Tony is not going to get past them.

Celeste: [Gasps]

Tony: Well, I'm ready to take on the killer.  Prepare yourself, Celeste. The shock waves will reverberate for years to come.

“Next on Days Of Our Lives”

Hope: You better come back to me.

Bo: I will. But I do have to find Billie, get her to tell me who that killer is before someone else is murdered.

Kate: Oh, my God, this knife is real!

Sami: This time I won't miss.

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