Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 3/10/04 - Canada; Thursday 3/11/04 - U.S.A.
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Proofread by Naila
Sami: I just love how strong you are, Lucas -- like you could keep going forever.
Lucas: Where did you come from? God, I try so hard to get you out of my mind. But you always show up... looking so incredibly hot. But nothing ever goes anywhere, and I have to take another cold shower. Are you really here? Can I touch you?
Sami: Lucas? What the heck are you still doing in my apartment? What the --
Lucas: I told you I wasn't going anywhere until you answer my question.
Sami: What was the question?
Lucas: You know damn well what the question was. It's truth time, Sami. Deep down, do you have feelings for me?
Mimi: I hope you're not too disappointed.
Rex: Are you serious? I'm in bed with a gorgeous naked woman -- a naked woman I'm totally in love with.
Mimi: I -- I just feel bad about cutting short our trip to green Mountain Lodge. Such a sexy place for a rendezvous.
Rex: As long as you're there, any place is sexy.
Rex: So, did, uh, your family emergency work out okay?
Mimi: When it comes to my mom, nothing is really ever okay.
Rex: Bonnie is unique.
Mimi: That's a nice way to put it. My mom's a total flake, and her intentions are never honourable. I expect lots of trouble now that my brother Patrick’s back in town. They drive each other crazy. He's the oldest. I-I guess it goes with the territory. It's always a power struggle. Me, I'm the good girl.
Rex: You're not just good. You're the best.
Mimi: Oh, yeah? At what? Oh, wow. We'll just see how good you are. Then maybe you'll get your wish.
Nicole: Listen to me. If you know what's good for you, you will do what we agreed on.
Jan: But how? Brady is in there.
Nicole: Right. You leave Brady to me. I will get him out, but I need you to sneak in there and get Victor's will, the videotape, and the file. It is behind the sofa cushion, just like I said. Make sure that you get rid of all the evidence. Burn it in the fireplace. You understand me? I need you to get rid of every scrap of incriminating evidence. Damn it. I wish I didn't have to trust Jan. She's such a ditz.
Brady: You looking for something?
Nicole: Oh, damn it, Brady. Do you have to scare me to death?
Brady: Why so jumpy?
Nicole: I can't sleep. My husband was killed. I have an excuse for my insomnia. What's yours?
Brady: You're biting your nails.
Nicole: It's a bad habit. So what?
Brady: You look like a criminal waiting for a guilty verdict.
Nicole: I'm innocent, damn it.
Brady: Not according to the evidence.
Nicole: Oh, my God. You found the evidence?
Julie: Maybe we shouldn't have come here, hope. I don't know if grandma can take the news I have to give her.
Hope: Gran's a lot tougher than all the rest of us put together.
Julie: I'm sorry, hope. I know you lost your dad. I just can't seem to stop crying.
Hope: Julie, it's okay. Please don't be sorry.
Julie: Why did I ever leave the cemetery? Why didn't I just follow my instincts?
Hope: It's no use second-guessing. Salem has lost a great man, and the Horton family has lost another beloved family member.
Julie: I keep going over it and over it in my mind, you know. How -- how did the killer find out that Doug knew who she was? I only told two people. Two people -- grandma and Marlena.
Hope: Marlena. Oh, my gosh. I think I know what must have happened.
Shawn-D: I remember my grandfather singing this song when glen and barb came to take J.T. away. I'll never forget it. He and my grandmother helped my family get through so many sad times.
Belle: I remember when we were really little, and your grandfather used to show us all these magic tricks and tell us stories about all the exotic places he and Julie used to go. Shawn, your mom must be destroyed. I know how close she was to her dad.
Shawn-D: As close as you are to your mom and dad. I'm sorry, Belle.
Belle: What do you have to be sorry for?
Shawn-D: For accusing your mother of being the serial killer. I don't blame you for being mad at me. But when you told me that you were with your mother when my grandfather was killed, I know I was wrong. I know that you wouldn't lie to me. So can you please forgive me?
Belle: Shawn, um, there's something that I need to tell you.
Marlena: You didn't see the killer's face, but you have this awful feeling that it was me in the cemetery, and you have no proof? What is that about?
John: I said I figured out why I thought it was you. I should have realized it right away. I can't believe that I missed it. But now it's so clear to me why I thought you were the killer.
Lucas: Come on, admit it. You know you want me. You didn't try to push my hand away. What's up with that? I can feel your heart beating. Is it because I'm touching you?
Sami: My heart beats even when you're not touching me, Lucas.
Lucas: Not like this. It's beating fast. Real fast, like you're excited or something.
Sami: Okay, enough fun. You know what? Why don't you go home? And the next time you come over, can you please put some clothes on?
Lucas: Does it bother you? Does it bother you seeing my body?
Sami: You do parade around my apartment practically naked so you can catch me looking at you. Here's a news flash, Lucas. If a guy's gonna take his clothes off in front of me, I'm gonna look.
Lucas: Yeah? Me, or just any guy?
Sami: What do you want me to say, that you're totally hot and ripped, and every time I look at you, I want to jump you?
Lucas: Well, I don't know about every time, but in the cave. Yeah, when I rescued you from that tiger.
Sami: Almost getting eaten by a tiger always turns me on.
Lucas: It did. It did. You showed me your real feelings, Sami. It wasn't the tiger, Sami. You wanted me. It was like all the years of trying to get back at each other were just melting away. I'm all you wanted. You wanted to make love to me.
Sami: I hit my head. I wasn't myself. I was hallucinating that we were married.
Lucas: No, you were more honest with yourself than you've ever been in your life -- and with me. You know, I don't know whether you were just scared or you thought you were going to die or what, but you showed me your real feelings. I'm never gonna be able to forget that. I don't think you can, either. Come on, there's -- there's no tiger, and we're not in a cave right now. It's just you and me and the feelings we have for each other. So don't deny it. Tell me.
Sami: What, you want me to trust feelings that I might have for the guy who's tricked me and manipulated me for the last umpteen years?
Lucas: Yeah. Yeah, I do. I want you to let it go.
Sami: Right, like you can even do that.
Lucas: I am willing to.
Sami: Well, what about your mother? I mean, she was here already doing her wicked witch act with her shiny red apple, only the apple was going to London, and the wicked witch wanted to keep me away from her son.
Lucas: I know. I saw that job on the internet, too. Wait a minute. We both could apply for that job, Sami -- as a team. You and I, we could have everything. Great jobs, an amazing love life, and a great place to raise will together. Come on, what do you say?
Julie: Hope, you don't suspect Marlena, do you?
Hope: No. No, of course I don't suspect Marlena. She's probably one of the most respectable members of the Salem community. I mean, she's a doctor, a psychiatrist. So many of us have gone to her for help. No, Marlena couldn’t. It's not even worth talking about.
Julie: Well, that's what I thought, but... the look on your face. Do you think -- do you think she's somehow involved in this?
Hope: I was just wondering. When you talked to Marlena, maybe someone else overheard your conversation.
Julie: Oh, I don't see how. It was very late. There were just the two of us alone in her office, and -- oh, the E.R. must have been pretty empty. I don't recall a single person in the hospital corridors.
Hope: Then that completely blows my theory right out of the water. Which brings us back to the possibility of coincidence and luck. Very bad luck. Daddy must have gone to st. Luke's to say a prayer and ask for God's help. And that's when he ran into the killer by accident.
Julie: And Doug being Doug, confronted her with his suspicions.
Hope: And she killed him.
Julie: I love him so much. I don't see how I can tell grandma and make the words come out.
Shawn-D: Why do you look nervous? Anything you say, I'm gonna understand.
Belle: You're a terrific boyfriend, Shawn. I just wanted to say that you don't have to apologize. I mean, I'm the one that should be saying I'm sorry.
Shawn-D: I accused your mother of murder.
Belle: Yeah, but you were just going off evidence as you saw it.
Shawn-D: No, no, I was going off the deep end. 'Cause pretty much any woman we know could be the killer. That's how random this thing is.
Belle: Yeah, but you were just trying to be logical, and I freaked out on you.
Shawn-D: Well, look, I understand.
Belle: And I understand why you accused my mom. I am 100% sure that she is innocent. If I had any suspicions, if I thought at all that my mom was the person...
Shawn-D: No, she's not.
Belle: Committing these horrific murders, Shawn, I would lose it. I wouldn't believe in anything anymore -- God, love. Any kind of life I had would be over.
Shawn-D: Well, then it's a good thing that your mom's not the serial killer, right? Because I don't -- Belle... I need you to make my life worth living. Come here. I know your mother is innocent, because I know you would never lie to me.
John: It wasn't anything you did or said. Or wore. It was Shawn.
Marlena: You think Shawn’s the killer?
John: But he put the idea in my head that you could be the killer. And this goes back before kiriakis was murdered. This goes back to when Shawn was upsetting Belle with his suspicions about you. And you defended him at the time, which was... very noble of you, considering.
Marlena: I didn't kill Victor. I was with you the entire evening.
John: Exactly. But this goes back way before that. I knew you could never be the murderer, doc. I guess Shawn just planted the seed in my head when he brought up those suspicions.
John: But I got to be honest with you. I kicked the idea around in my head even though I knew it couldn't be true, so that is why I must have imagined that I saw you when the killer was running away from me in the cemetery tonight, and I'm sorry. Forgive me for accusing you. Please accept my apology.
Brady: If I had any doubts about your guilt whatsoever, you just erased them all, because you wouldn't be scared, Nicole, if you didn't think the evidence exists.
Nicole: No. I've just been scared ever since vic--
Brady: You know the evidence exists because you stashed it somewhere.
Nicole: I hope you're amusing yourself.
Brady: And you broke into the safe. And you got your hands on the evidence, and then you --
Nicole: There is no evidence! I'm innocent.
Brady: Fire! It's too warm for a fire tonight. It's like a bonfire. I'm sweating in here.
Nicole: Brady, what are you talking about? Hello, it's still winter. Of course there should be a fire blazing. You know, we are lucky to have a fireplace.
Brady: What the hell? Jeez, this is ridiculous. Who put more logs in here? No wonder it's so hot. What the hell do you want?
Nicole: A drink. Make me one?
Brady: No, thanks.
Nicole: Oh, come on, Brady. Have a nightcap with me. It'll cool you off. One little drink. What's the harm?
Brady: I don't like to drink before I go to bed.
Nicole: So don't go to bed. Or -- ha ha -- don't go to bed alone. Oh, Brady, don't be a party pooper. You wouldn't want me to celebrate all alone, would you?
Brady: What's the occasion?
Nicole: I think I'm about to be a very wealthy woman. Brady, look, I know you think I'm heartless, but dead is dead. There's nothing you can do to bring Victor back. You know, this house has been searched from top to bottom looking for Victor's will and this so-called evidence he supposedly stashed in his safe. You know, and even if he did have it, it was trumped up anyway. Come on, Brady. My very rich husband died without leaving a will. And because of you, I have an airtight alibi for his murder. So it looks like Victor left me filthy rich. Cheers.
Brady: How does it feel?
Nicole: Being rich? I love it.
Brady: No, no, no, no. How does it feel to get away with murder?
Lucas: Come on, dream a little, Sami. We could have a great apartment. Great view of big Ben. Can't you just see will playing rugby?
Sami: Can you imagine me living on the same island as Brandon walker?
Lucas: Who cares where walker is? You'd be with me.
Sami: What about your mother, Lucas? She's never gonna let it happen. The only reason she offered me the job in the first place was to get me away from you.
Lucas: Yeah, I know, I know.
Sami: I mean, really, if you think about it, us? Being together and sharing a life? I mean, I just don't think it would work out. There's been too much trying to hurt each other. We can't just turn on a dime after all these years, can we?
Lucas: Why not?
Sami: Because I'm not trista, and you're not Ryan, that's why not. There is no happily ever after for Lucas and Sami.
Lucas: Wait a minute. What about will? He wants us to be a family.
Sami: What if we did try to make things work, and it didn't work out? Who do you think would be hurt the most? You know, at least this way will gets to be with both of us. And sometimes we have waffles together --
Lucas: Wait a minute. That's all he's entitled to, is waffles?
Sami: Well, at least we're not trying to kill each other anymore, Lucas. I mean --
[Cellular phone rings]
Sami: God, who's calling at this hour?
Lucas: It's my mom. Hey, mom, what's up? No. Oh, my God, no. All right. Yeah, yeah, thanks for letting me know.
Sami: Lucas -- Lucas, what is it? Tell me.
Lucas: There's been another murder.
Sami: Oh, my God. I knew it! Celeste's predictions came true. John killed my mother, didn't he?
Lucas: No, no, it's not Marlena, Sami. It's Doug Williams.
Sami: Oh, God. Oh, God, I'm sorry, Lucas. I'm sorry for you and -- and Julie and hope, but -- oh, God, I've just been so worried it was going to be my mother, I thought -- well, guess the Horton’s and the Brady’s are going to go over to Mrs. Horton's house.
Lucas: Yeah, they are. I got to get over there.
Sami: I have to go see my mom, Lucas. I'm so worried about her. You know what? I'm gonna call grandpa Shawn and see if he can watch will. I have to talk to my mom and convince her to stay away from John so those horrible predictions don't come true.
Marlena: I accept your apology.
John: Thank you. This damn serial killer's come between us, doc. Can we fix it? I want to move back in here. That way I can look out for you and better protect you.
Marlena: You don't want to protect me. You want to keep your eye on me just in case I do turn out to be the killer. Sorry, it's not going to happen. John, I'm sorry. I don't want you to move back in, even if we're in separate bedrooms. It would be too painful.
Marlena: I'm sorry. You're just not the man I fell in love with.
Nicole: Why me, Brady? Why does everyone always suspect me? Is it because I come from the wrong side of the tracks, or is it because I wasn't born into one of Salem’s holy families -- the Brady’s or the Horton’s? Or maybe it's because my father was a rapist and a pedophile. And now I get to pay for his sins for the rest of my life.
Brady: My grandfather accused you of murder before he died. You were on the original serial killer suspect list. Unfortunately, you haven't always told the truth, so it's kind of hard to believe you.
Nicole: Fine. If you don't trust me, then maybe I don't trust you, either.
Brady: At least I tell the truth. Because all you do is lie.
Julie: Oh, gram, you're so strong. When grandpa died, you were so brave. You just went on with your life. You never seemed to be sad. Can you teach me how to be like you?
Alice: I went on with our life -- mine and my darling tom’s. He lives through me, the way your husband will live through you -- by being in your heart.
Julie: Doug was my heart. Not a day passed that he didn't tell me he loved me.
Hope: We'll get through this. Somehow.
Hope: I'll get that. Hi.
Belle: I'm so sorry.
Hope: Thank you, Belle. Hi, sweetie.
Shawn-D: Hi, mom.
Belle: Oh, Julie.
Julie: When you marry into this family someday, when you become a member of the Brady-Horton clan, you will realize you're in for life, and -- I'm sorry.
Hope: It's okay.
Julie: Your grandpa loved you so much.
Shawn-D: I loved him so much, too, grandma.
Julie: Oh, God, we've lost so many people. And your mom. Poor Marlena. She's so been so close to so many of these victims. Dear, dear friends. Doug couldn't have loved her more. When you see her, be sure to tell her for me how sorry I am for her overwhelming loss.
Belle: I will.
Marlena: The man I married had faith in me. He trusted me. My John Black stood before all my family and friends, and he exchanged vows with me. And he never in a million years would have thought I was a killer!
John: I thought I just explained how all that happened.
Marlena: Well, I'm not buying it, John. I'm not, because the opinion of our daughter's 21-year-old boyfriend means more to you than all our years of marriage.
John: No, it doesn't! I just apologized.
Marlena: Well, it's not enough. Not now. Because you have changed. It's you. You come in here, and you watch me for some sign of guilt, I guess. I don't know. John, when I asked you to leave, it was an impulse. But you know what? It was a good one. And if I let you move back in here now, I will always be afraid of you.
John: Oh, come on, doc, there is no reason to be afraid of me.
Marlena: Caroline said you're going to kill me. I don't want to help you do that.
Sami: And the only way to make sure that John doesn't kill you is to kill him yourself. Mom, you have to do it. Here. Use this. Okay, just slit his throat. You can say that it was self-defence. I will be your witness.
Marlena: Oh, Sami!
Mimi: I wish my mom could know what this feels like.
Rex: Uh, Mimi, you're not suggesting some kind of Mrs. Robinson thing.
Mimi: Oh, my God, no. Yuck. Ha ha. No, I just -- no, what I mean is she's so totally focused on snagging a rich husband, she never even mentions love.
Rex: She has been alone a long time, and she's been working very hard.
Mimi: Yeah. Cleaning other people's houses isn't bonnie Lockhart’s dream come true. I guess it wouldn't be mine, either, but... if I have love, that's all that really matters to me.
Rex: I'm glad you feel that way, since I'm not rich anymore.
Mimi: And now she's trying to sic my big brother Patrick on a wealthy widow. It's twisted, besides being a waste of time. Bonnie's schemes always blow up in her face, no matter how hard she tries. I just hope Patrick has the guts to tell her where to stick it. As far as I'm concerned, the only reason to get married is for love.
Rex: Mimi, you have taught me a lot about love. Is -- is this another lesson?
Mimi: Another lesson?
Rex: Are you trying to tell me you want to get married?
Nicole: Don't stop at the killings in Salem. You know what? Why don't you just make a list of everyone who was murdered in the entire state? Because that would make about as much sense as accusing me of killing Colin or Victor.
Brady: Those accusations are not off the wall. My grandfather told me that you --
Nicole: Oh, and I told you that he was trying to railroad me.
Brady: Which is a perfect reason for you to get rid of him.
Nicole: There is no evidence whatsoever that I killed anyone, including your grandfather.
Brady: My grandfather put that evidence in the safe.
Nicole: Then where is it, Brady? Where is the damn evidence? Nowhere -- that's where it is because it never existed, or it went up in smoke. Either way --
Brady: Nicole! Where'd you go? Are you down there?
Jan: [Thinking] Now what am I going to do? Am I supposed to carry around this junk forever just so Nicole won't get sent to jail for the rest of her life? Do I dump it in the trash or keep it?
Julie: Do you suppose this is all a dream, and when I wake up tomorrow, Doug will be there?
Hope: I'd give anything for that.
[Cellular phone rings]
Hope: It's Bo. Please tell me there's a break in the case. You take care of yourself. Please. I love you.
Shawn-D: Mom, what did dad want? Does he have a new lead on the killer? Is it someone who wasn't on the original suspect list, someone the police would never suspect?
Hope: I wish I could give you good news, but there's no major break in the case. We did find a boot print at the scene of the crime. Maybe that will lead to something, but we don't know yet.
Julie: I'll get it.
Lucas: Cousin Julie. I'm so sorry.
Julie: Oh, Lucas. Thank you, darling. Come in.
Lucas: I got it.
Julie: Everyone, it's Lucas.
Lucas: I, uh, I didn't know what to do, so I brought flowers.
Hope: Lucas, thank you. They're beautiful.
Lucas: I'm so sorry.
Hope: I know. Thank you.
Lucas: I'll say hi to gram. Hey, grandma. I, um... I called dad in Africa, and he said he'd call us soon, and he sends everybody his love and his condolences.
Alice: Thank you, dear.
Julie: Thank you, Lucas. I haven't even thought about all the telephone calls I have to make to relatives and all of Doug’s friends. You know... Doug made friends everywhere.
Hope: That's the kind of guy daddy was.
Julie: But you know, he was something of a rascal when he first came to Salem, but the Horton family straightened him out. Didn't we, grandma?
Lucas: I guess there's hope for me, too, huh?
Julie: Of course there is. All you need is the love of the right woman.
Sami: Look, mom, you have to kill him. I-I'll say that it's self-defence, and I won't be lying. You can't live with the threat of being murdered by your own husband.
Marlena: Sami --
Sami: Look, mom, seriously, you have to --
Marlena: This has been a very difficult night for everybody. The killer has struck someone very close to us, but that's no reason for this over-the-top hysteria.
Sami: Oh, my God, mom. Look behind you. See? Look at -- he's going to kill you, mom. You have to do something.
Mimi: Ha ha. I-I hope you don't think I was trying to plant the idea of marriage in your head, 'cause I wasn’t. I'm not. I-I don't even think about it. Oh, don't lie, Mimi -- hardly ever. Jeez, Louise, the last thing I want to do is make you think I am dying for you to pop the question. That is just the silliest expression -- pop the question, like the words "will you marry me" are stuck inside some big champagne bottle. Ha ha. Ugh. You think I'm an airhead, don't you? I'm not, I'm not.
Rex: Not what?
Mimi: Not an airhead, in spite of going on and on like one just now.
Rex: I think you're adorable, and I'm completely in love with you. So, Mimi, why don't we talk about the future?
Mimi: Like global warming?
Rex: No. You and me -- together forever. That kind of future. I mean, it's what I want. Don't you?
Brady: I hate to restate the obvious, Nicole, but just because the evidence hasn't turned up does not mean you're innocent.
Nicole: This is still America. You need proof to convict.
Brady: Yeah, which is why you're not going to jail right now. But that doesn't mean I'm not living with a murderer. And call me crazy -- that kind of freaks me out a little bit. So excuse me. I have a phone date with my girlfriend.
Nicole: What are you going to do, sing to each other?
Brady: What Chloe and I do together is none of your damn business.
Nicole: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I got away with it. I really got away with it. Yes. Okay. No, no, no, no. No one is going to find the evidence. Ha ha. Where the hell's the evidence? It couldn't have all burned away, not already. The files, the videotape, all those papers -- there's no trace.
Victor: God was all out of lucky stars the day you were born, Nicole.
Jan: Shove over. Over.
Man: Are you doing what I think you're doing? You're making a big mistake.
Jan: Who are you to give me advice?
Man: I may be down, but I've been up, and, girl, it looks to me like you got a gold mine there.
Jan: This stuff? It's just old papers, a videotape, and some dead guy's will.
Man: Sounds like an insurance policy to me.
Jan: Insurance policy. Yeah. Yeah. Nicole might try to kill me, but if I've got all this bad stuff against her that could send her to death row, then maybe I'll live longer.
Nicole: You can't be here. You're dead. Oh, damn it.
Victor: You know, I couldn't help but notice that little happy dance that you were doing, but I'm the one who's happy now because Jan didn't burn the evidence or my will. It's all still out there somewhere.
Nicole: Shut up. Stop it. I am not going to let you haunt me.
Victor: Oh, I don't need to haunt you, Nicole. Your stupid mistakes will do that for me. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha.
Brady: Hey there.
Nicole: Oh, gosh, let go of me.
Brady: You can't run away from your guilty conscience, Nicole.
Rex: What's that?
Mimi: Rex, honey, honey... what were you going to say?
Rex: Oh, uh... there was something that was on my mind, but, uh... now is not the right time.
Rex: Mimi, wi-- will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?
Mimi: Sure. We can have pizza or chinese --
Rex: No, no, no. I mean a special dinner -- very special.
Mimi: I -- I'd love to, R..
Belle: What are you thinking?
Shawn-D: Just wishing we could find some hard evidence so we could catch this damn killer.
Hope: Your dad's working on it. He'll keep at it until we nail this murderer.
Shawn-D: Well, what if he can't? What if this killer is so smart and so clever that we'll just never catch her?
Hope: Won't happen.
Shawn-D: But if it's someone we would never suspect, she could just go on fooling us.
Hope: There isn't a person in the world who doesn't slip up once in a while. The killer will make a mistake, Shawn. Maybe -- maybe my father's murder will be the one time she finally leaves a clue that will lead to her capture.
Marlena: I don't think I'll kill you, and I'd rather you don't kill me, if you don't mind. Samantha jean, I've had enough of your nonsense. Outside, where I can yell at you privately. Come on, come on, come on.
John: I've got to be out of my mind, accusing doc of being a serial killer. My God, she's my wife, and I love her. As if Marlena could be a murderer. I mean, my God, if she was... after everything this town's been through, hell, they would string her up.
Marlena: What are you talking about, Sami? Telling me to kill John? What is wrong with you?
Sami: It is kill or be killed, mom. If you want to survive, you are going to have to kill John Black.
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Nicole: Give me the evidence, Jan, or I'll have to kill you.
Patrick: Oh, my God. You stole my money, didn't you?
Bo: Lives are on the line here. People we love and care about will die.
Celeste: Another Horton is going to die.
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