Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 4/9/04 - Canada; Monday 4/12/04 - U.S.A.
Provided by Eric
Proofread by Naila
Julie: Uncle Mickey! Help me!
[Country music playing]
Mickey: Hang on, Julie!
Bonnie: Don't let your teeth fall out! Whoo!
Mimi: Mom, you knew the bull wasn't working right. Why did you let Mrs. Williams get up there?
Bonnie: That snooty broad could use a little shaking up.
Mimi: Oh, my God, you did it on purpose?
Bonnie: Just because she was born a Horton doesn't make her better than you and me, baby. You got to put those hoity-toity types in their places! Don't break my bull! There's a weight limit! Whoo!
Julie: Lockhart, why didn't the Salem stalker kill you?! Aah!
Brady: Hey, Nicole, where the hell have you been?
Nicole: You can let go of me now.
Brady: Doesn't matter. I already know. You're getting sloppy. You left your cell phone.
Nicole: Give that back.
Brady: Why don't we just take a look at this text message somebody left you before you took off?
Nicole: It's my phone. Give it back, Brady!
Brady: Hang on. There it is. "911 -- hospital now." Who did you meet at the hospital? Was it the person who helped you kill my grandfather?
Nicole: I didn't kill anyone.
Brady: Criminals always slip up sooner or later, Nicole. And that phone is going to lead us to your accomplice.
Sami: What's going on?
Lexie: John, I got a message that you brought the killer in. How can marlena be standing here when she's in bed, recovering from her fall? Isn't she?
Sami: What the hell kind of game are you playing here, John? This is --
Belle: Dad, I thought you said you were bringing in a suspect that was going to prove mom was innocent.
John: I did. Your eyes aren't playing tricks. Marlena's in her hospital bed.
Bo: Then who is this -- marlena's clone?
Sami: She's my namesake -- I mean, I'm her namesake. Is this my aunt Samantha?
Lucas: I didn't know you had an aunt Samantha.
Sami: I don’t. She's dead. I mean, that's what everyone thought. She's my mom's twin sister, her evil twin.
John: This isn't your aunt.
Woman: I'm glad as hell not to be related to the likes of you.
Bo: Can we cut to the chase here, John? Who is this?
Woman: I got a tongue in my head. Ask me.
Bo: Okay. Who the hell are ya?
Woman: I'm Hattie Adams. Who the hell are you?
Nicole: I am not a murderer. How many times do I have to say it?
Brady: Don't waste your breath. I stopped believing you a long time ago. Now again, where the hell were you just now?
Nicole: I have a friend in an abusive relationship. She ended up needing stitches, so I met her in the E.R.
Brady: Nicole, you don't have any friends.
Nicole: Well, there's a lot you don't know about me, Brady.
Brady: Okay, fine. Who is she?
Nicole: I'd rather not say out of respect for her privacy.
Brady: I see. You don't want me tracking her down to corroborate your story.
Nicole: How about it's just plain none of your damn business, Brady? Look, there's no evidence against me. I have an ironclad alibi. It's just pure hate that makes you and the cops think I did it.
Brady: You're right. Knowing the way you hated my grandfather makes you our number one suspect. And by the way, your outing was well-timed tonight. Tek stopped by.
Brady: Yeah, you know, police detective -- relentless type, always gets his man, or in this case, woman. While you were conveniently out, he was able to collect some evidence without putting up with your games.
Nicole: Damn it.
Brady: What's the matter? I thought you said you had nothing to hide.
Nicole: I don’t.
Mickey: God, Julie, are you all right?
Mimi: Mom, what were you trying to do -- kill her?
Bonnie: No. It's not a bad idea.
Mimi: I can't believe you.
Bonnie: Look, she's not suffering now. I bet it's been years since Julie’s had a hunky man's arms around her. I just made her day.
Mimi: Her husband just died, mom.
Bonnie: Men are overrated, meems, except for sex and making babies, and we don't even need 'em for that anymore.
Mimi: I thought you wanted a rich husband.
Bonnie: Oh, it's all about the money, sugar.
Mickey: I'm going to go, uh, shut off the circuit breaker. We don't need any more unhappy riders. I'm so sorry.
Rex: Are you okay?
Julie: Yes. Thank you.
Julie: Well, this is actually the second time today my entire life has flashed before my eyes. Just now on your broken bull ride and earlier this evening at Jennifer’s house when I was attacked by bat thanks to your magnificent housekeeping skills, she has an infestation.
Bonnie: Bats, huh? Ha ha ha. Looks like your belfry could use a little cleaning out, and I'd be more than happy to oblige.
Julie: I want you to know I have never approved of violence as a problem-solving device, but that was before I met your mother!
Bonnie: Aah! Aah!
Bo: What the hell is going on here? Who is this?
Hope: Why do you look so much like marlena?
Hattie: Don't insult me. I'm younger, I'm thinner... my blond didn't come out of a bottle.
Belle: Dad, I don't get it. This woman just pretended to be mom, and she murdered all those people?
Sami: Oh, my God --
Bo: John, this doesn't add up. You said marlena confessed.
John: I think that it's -- it's possible doc just... told me what I wanted to hear. I mean, I saw what I thought was my wife running away from the cemetery the night your father was murdered. Alice told me that marlena, or a woman she thought was marlena, was at her house ready to kill her. Everyone knows that doc is scared of me. Ever since Celeste’s premonition, she thinks I'm going to kill her.
Sami: You tried to kill her. I saw it.
John: You saw what you wanted to see.
Sami: Mom said you tried to kill her.
Belle: Sami, stop it. My dad would never hurt mom.
John: Marlena had a head injury. Everything was a blur. When she came to, she only heard your side of the story.
Hope: John, how did you know about this woman? Where did you find her?
John: I just asked myself over and over again, who has had it in for the Brady’s and the Horton’s the most?
Hope: The dimera’s. I'm sorry, lex, but it's true.
Bo: You think they're behind this?
John: It would even explain cassie's death, wouldn't it? I mean, she lived in the mansion; she might've stumbled upon something she wasn't supposed to --
Hope: So you think that -- that Tony was also in on the murders?
Belle: Wait, he was one of the victims.
John: Something went wrong with the plan. It had to. I mean, think about the patterns, though. I mean, you have marlena and Hattie. And you got princess Gina and you. Let's go all the way back. Kristin, Susan, look-a-likes -- M.O. of Stefano.
Bo: Do you think this Hattie was created to look like marlena?
Hattie: Hey. Nobody created me, bub, except me and my mom and my daddy.
John: Stefano has always been obsessed with marlena. It drove him out of his mind that he couldn't have her. Or maybe he did.
Hope: John, did you ever meet this woman before tonight?
John: No. But you know what? A couple years ago, I remember a situation where doc came back from Salem place, freaked out, and said, "John, I swear to God I just saw my dead twin Samantha."
Hattie: Ha ha ha ha. There ain't no ghosts. Fruitcakes. You're all fruitcakes.
Sami: Hey, shut up, okay? You patty or Hattie or whatever the hell your name is.
Hattie: Hey, blondie, I can rhyme, too, you know? You and your mom are bats.
Jan: Belle's family is way weirder than mine.
Hope: So the woman that marlena thought was her dead sister was really...
Hope: How did you find her, John?
John: Well, I just went to the source.
Lexie: No, no, John, my father isn't with us anymore. And as evil as some of his actions may have been, his death isn't something I take lightly.
John: I'm not taking it lightly, either. So why don't you brace yourself for exhibit "b"? Keep your eye on her.
Hattie: Ah, keep your eye on this.
Sami: This is ridiculous. I mean, who is this woman?
Hattie: Move on down the road, Jack. Get yourself a life.
John: All right, everybody. Exhibit "B."
John: Bart biderbeck, Stefano’s henchman.
Bart: Uh, I prefer "guy Friday." Nice to see you all again. Wow. Did I say that? I got so used to spying on all of you, I just -- whoops. Ha ha. Anyhoo, I know you people, but you people don't know me. And that's how it is in the surveillance game. It's kind of like the fbi, only without the "f" and the "B." Hey, Lexie, long time, no see.
John: Bart, why don't you just tell them what you told me?
Bart: Right. What -- oh. Mr. D. met Hattie at the Hudson street diner when she gave him a doughnut on the house to go with his second cup of coffee. Well, the boss man came home raving about how he found this low-rent look-a-like for his beloved marlena.
Hattie: Why, I oughta knock you down!
Bart: I got to call it like it was, kid.
John: It's all right, Bart. Go ahead.
Bo: Oh, wait a minute. You expect us to believe that marlena has an identical twin living here in Salem working at a diner and none of us knew about it?
Bart: Well, Hattie didn't look exactly like marlena.
John: No, she... had a little work done.
Bart: She had a lot of work done. Paid for by the boss man. He also got her lessons on how to walk and talk like a lady. Go ahead, kid. Say something.
Hattie: [Imitates marlena] What, uh... what's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Bart: Emma Thompson, eat your heart out. Huh? Great, great, beautiful, kid. We're talking Oscar here.
Hattie: Don't kiss me. Gah!
Bart: Anyway, we got Hattie all ready for her big day, and the big day --
Hope: What big day?
Bart: Uh, well, to tell you the truth -- um, and I really don't do that a whole lot -- none of us really knew what the master plan was. I mean, the last thing Stefano said before he had to go underground was --
Bo: Hold on. Who's "us"?
Bart: Me and, uh, me and the rolf-meister. May he rest in peace. Although God knows it's gonna be no peace down where he probably went.
Shawn-D: All right, quick question -- who's the rolf-meister?
Bart: Rolf-meister -- Dr. Rolf, M.D., Ph.D. Lots of d'S. He was some kind of genius, he was.
Bo: And you think he's dead.
Bart: Well, let's just say I haven't seen him around the park lately. But your guess is as good as mine.
Hattie: Hey, we're talking about me.
Bart: Oh, sorry, hat. You're right. We were talking about you. Where was I? Where was I? Oh! I remember. Mr. D.'s final words to Rolf and me were to...
[Imitates Stefano] "Complete Hattie’s transformation." And we did. Ta-da!
Hope: Stefano left Salem, and you acted on his orders without ever seeing him again?
Bart: Force of habit, I guess. I mean, even after Tony dimera blew into town and put that box of ashes on the mantel, I still had to follow through on my boss's final orders.
Lexie: What about when the killings started? Why didn't you come forward?
Bart: How the hell would I know Hattie had anything to do with the killings? Why would I know?
John: Hattie was rather a loose cannon, wasn't she?
Bart: Who isn't in this town? Forgive me.
Bo: All right, so John found you, and you started flapping your lips about her whereabouts, even though you've been keeping it a secret all these years.
Bart: I... he was bigger than I was and I remember him being Stefano’s mercenary man once upon a time. But now that I've ratted on Hattie and exposed the boss's plan, he's probably -- he's going to kill me himself. Oh. You know what, folks? That's the long and short of it. I gotta go. I gotta mosey along.
Lexie: No, you hold it right there. My father is probably going to kill you, is that what you just said?
Lexie: You tell me right now. Is my father still alive?
Rex: Hey, hey, hey! You two pretty ladies don't want to hurt each other.
Bonnie: She started it.
Julie: And I can finish it, and don't you forget it!
Bonnie: Oh, but then you'd ruin your manicure, and that would be a tragedy!
Julie: Oh, how dare you. How dare you mock the very real tragedy my family has been living through!
Bonnie: Oh, you think the Horton’s have cornered the market on bad luck? I've had more than my share!
Mimi: Excuse her!
Bonnie: Oh, my God, what are you doing?
Mimi: What are you doing, mom? What if rex hadn't caught Mrs. Williams? She could sue you for every nickel you haven't got!
Bonnie: It wasn't my fault that the bull went ka-flooey!
Mimi: Not your fault? Ha!
Bonnie: Julie Williams looks down on me, and that ain't right.
Mimi: I know she hasn't been very nice to you, but she's a grieving widow.
Bonnie: No, she is between Mickey and me, and she is the enemy.
Mimi: No, you're your own worst enemy, and I'm afraid you always will be.
Bart: Look, if anybody could cheat death, that would be Mr. D. okay? I mean, remember what they said about the phoenix? Ha ha. Look --
Lexie: Tell me.
Bart: All right, all right. I operate as if Mr. D. is still here, okay, just watching over my shoulder.
John: But you haven't actually heard from him, have you?
Bart: No. No way. You got a stack of bibles? I'll swear on 'em.
Bo: All those years we were terrorized by dimera, and he leaves his empire in the hands of this nut.
John: Well, you'll notice that we haven't actually gotten any information out of him. Or her. Maybe dimera's plan is a little more brilliant than we realized. Nine people dead -- Abe, Jack, Maggie, Caroline, cassie, Roman, Doug, and Alice. You two were attacked -- hope, you almost didn't make it. She poisoned marlena. She almost died. She damn near strangled me to death on the ride here.
Sami: You framed my mother. She is lying in that room. She may never be the same, and it is all your fault!
Hattie: Ah, your precious mother's not so perfect. She broke Roman's heart. I never would've done that. I cared about him. A little more time, I would've offered him my heart on a platter, served up with a side dish of the best lovin' this side of the Mississippi.
Jan: I know just how you feel, lady.
Hattie: And just when things are heating up a bit, old dimera says I gotta leave 'cause I know too much about the murder.
Hope: What murder?
Hattie: Right, slim, I'm going to tell you and get myself whacked?
Lexie: Oh, my God, is that why you killed Abe? Because you had information about a case -- information you weren't supposed to know?
Hattie: Poor Mr. Abe. Damn, he was a good tipper. Used to come in all the time with Mr. Roman. Oh... sweet Mr. Roman. By the time I got back to town, he'd hooked up with that nasty old Kate Roberts -- what a lousy waitress she was. Sure, I know. She filled out the uniform. But she never knew the specials! And got that lousy tipper for a son, too.
Lucas: What, I never go to the Hudson street diner.
Hattie: Not you, shortstop. Him. Yeah, you.
Hattie: Ugly and rude, to boot. Damn, poor Roman. First, he hooks up with marlena, that cold little fish, and then he gets Kate, the hooch. Now nobody gets him, because he had to die.
Sami: Don't you talk about my father, don't say his name, and don't tell me that you cared about him. Roman Brady was the best, bravest, most patient father in the whole world, and he's dead because of you!
Lucas: No, Sami!
Hattie: Not my nose! Not my beautiful, expensive nose! Don't touch my nose! Oh, man!
Sami: Let me go! That bitch! I'm going to get her!
Lucas: Will you stop it?
Hope: Look at her. Look what she's doing. Who can think it was that woman ending gran's life so horribly?
Hattie: Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! This is so good! You got no idea! How could you have any idea? Look at you, the whole bunch of ya. You too, blondie. Skinny, born thin, that's what I say. And, you, look at your breasts -- you got nothing in there. And you -- you probably never met a cheeseburger, did ya? Look at all of you. Shame on you! And that old fat farm dimera sent me to -- it was rabbit food -- morning, noon, and night! Not even a midnight snack, not once. I'm telling you, starvation makes you wacky! Makes you do things you'd never do! Even you! Things you'd never do! Oh, I'm just -- you got no idea. I'm so lovin' this!
Sami: Are you sick?! Are you twisted? You murdered all those people just because you were jealous of them?
Hattie: No! I was never jealous of Dr. Marlena. Are you kidding me? I remember her radio show. That was the limit, I'll tell you. Telling folks how to live... her own life a train wreck just waiting to happen. Ah, get away from me.
Belle: I can't stand this.
Bart: Can I put my two cents in here?
Bo: I'm not too clear on something here, John.
Bart: Shoot. Uh, figure of speech.
Bo: Shut up. I'm talking to John. Obviously, marlena's been here in Salem. Now you're telling us Hattie here is walking around pretending to be marlena, murdering people.
Bo: Shut up.
Hattie: You shut up.
Bo: The thing is, marlena's the one who kicked you out of the penthouse. She's the one who confessed, the one who said you threw her off the balcony -- the reason she's here in the hospital right now. Hattie's existence doesn't explain away marlena's behaviour.
John: We're all living in a crucible, Bo. It's affected all of us. In fact, I'll go as far as to say that there have been times we all have been, we thought, was in the company of marlena, and it's really been... Hattie.
Bart: How about those two cents of mine? Would now be a good time?
Lexie: I'm going to go see how marlena's doing, okay?
Hope: Okay. You have anything to say for yourself, Hattie?
Hattie: You bet I do. Why -- [ Gasps]
Bonnie: I brought you the good stuff... not that you deserve it.
Julie: Well, maybe you'd like to wear it.
Bonnie: If you're going to be that way about it. No point in wasting good liquor.
Julie: Does my uncle know you are guzzling his alcohol?
Bonnie: How is he your uncle, anyway? I didn't know witches had kin.
Julie: Ha ha ha. I should put arsenic in that little drink. Of course, it probably wouldn't even choke you.
Mimi: Mother, please.
Bonnie: Nobody treats me like dirt.
Mimi: Well, you know what? If you're trying to make points with Mr. Horton, dissing his family isn't the way to do it. Not that you have a chance with the guy, anyway.
Bonnie: You know what your problem is? You got no faith.
Mimi: Yes, I do. Ask rex. I've been talking to him about my religion and stuff.
Bonnie: Not faith in God. That's a no-brainer. Faith in me. Bonnie Lockhart is finally going up in this world, and no Horton muckety-muck is going to hold me down.
Mimi: I just hope you don't end up with a broken heart.
Bonnie: You worry about your own love life.
Mimi: My love life's fantastic.
Bonnie: Shawn is the man for you. You heard it from me first.
Mimi: Oh, God. Rex and I are going home. Are you ready to go, honey?
Rex: Yeah, if you are.
Mimi: Be good, mom.
Mickey: Oh, Julie, dear, I-I feel so bad about what happened to you. Are you all right, hon?
Julie: I'll live, uncle Mickey. I'm not so sure about you.
Bonnie: Mickey is just fine. I'm taking good care of him.
Julie: I've decided that you can honour Maggie any way you choose. After all, this is your business. On the other hand, this woman is a menace. And I do believe the family honour is at stake here. I think everybody that knew your sainted mother would know that Alice would never willingly give her name to a business like this. My grandmother believed in family values, not dysfunctional trash.
Bonnie: Oh, who are you calling "trash"?
Julie: I calls 'em the way I sees 'em. I don't think there is room enough in Salem for the both of us. Uncle Mickey, she goes, or I go. And I'd like you to tell us who it's going to be.
Sami: Don't save her life!
John: She's the only one that can help your mother.
Sami: Aah! Oh, my God!
Lucas: You're okay! You'll be fine. You'll be all right.
Sami: That is disgusting.
John: What is the matter with you, anyway? Come on, no more doughnuts.
John: Moderation --
Sami: Moderation? She murdered nine people, John!
Hattie: I should've killed you, too.
Lucas: Sami! Sami, stop it! You gotta control your anger. You're going to kill yourself. You're mad at everybody all the time, especially John.
Sami: John admitted that he practically railroaded my mother.
Lucas: No, that's not what he said, Sami. Although he's not the only one who thought your mom was the serial killer.
Sami: Well, I never did. Anyone who loves my mother knows she could never do those awful things.
Lucas: You know what, Sami? If your mom ends up being cleared of murder, it'll be because John went out and found Hattie. Now, you've been running around all the time, accusing him of murder. He's just trying to find out the truth. You know, your mom's going to thank him for saving her life. Your mom's going to thank him. Now, don't you think he deserves an apology?
Sami: Um... you know, we should go tell mom that everything's okay for her now.
Jan: [Thinking] She lied to you, Shawn.
Belle: What was that?
Shawn-D: I don't know. Is anyone there?
Philip: Sorry, I didn't mean to creep you guys out. I swear I saw somebody follow you guys up here. Shawn, didn't you say, too, that you saw some--
Shawn-D: Yeah, someone has been following me. Did you see anyone?
Philip: Uh, no, I-I lost 'em. Some I.S.A. agent, right? I guess that's why I'm... ex-I.S.A. Anyway, I should be going.
Belle: Philip, thanks for your help tonight and for everything.
Philip: Good night.
Shawn-D: Good night. I am so sorry.
Belle: Shawn, you shouldn't apologize to me. It doesn't feel right.
Shawn-D: No, I accused you -- I blamed you for my great-grandmother's death.
Belle: You had a right to blame me. I lied to you.
Shawn-D: You were just trying to protect your mom, and the way I was coming after you, I didn't give you much of an option. And now that I found out your mother is innocent, I feel terrible about what I put us through.
Belle: Hey, I never believed that my mom was guilty. It was just hard thinking that anyone could think my mom was a murderer. I'm just so relieved.
Shawn-D: Me too.
Belle: That doesn't excuse the fact that I lied to you about something really, really important, and I would do anything to take it back.
Shawn-D: You know what? The nightmare is over, and we still love each other. And I feel the same way about you that I did a few hours ago when I asked you to marry me. 'Cause you know what? I will always love you.
Belle: I'm always going to love you, Shawn.
Jan: [Thinking] You just blew it.
Mickey: I really hope that neither of you goes anywhere. Julie, you're family, and that's more important to me now than ever. And -- and bonnie has been a wonderful friend since Maggie passed on. Now, maybe if you both tried real hard, you could find it in your hearts to become friends with each other.
Julie: Oh, don't hold your breath, uncle Mickey.
Bonnie: I'm willing to try.
Julie: Like hell she is.
Mickey: Ladies, everything will look better in the morning.
Julie: that is just wishful thinking.
Bonnie: Mickey and I like to think positive.
Mimi: How can you still want to be with me after tonight?
Rex: What do you mean?
Mimi: My mother. She's nuts. She's embarrassing. She’s... so inappropriate, like, all the time. Don't you worry that I'm going to turn into her someday?
Rex: Not really.
Mimi: They say it happens. Women turn into their mothers. If it does, shoot me, okay?
Rex: You are adorable, and you're nothing like your mom, okay? Look, one thing that you've got to remember is, I didn't grow up with parents, not in the usual sense. So even a weird mom who's a little inappropriate sometimes --
Mimi: A little?
Rex: Okay, a lot, a lot. But even a mother like that still seems better than what I had.
Mimi: Rex, I am going to make it up to you -- for everything you didn't have growing up.
Rex: I love you.
Belle: This has been the worst night of my life, thinking I was losing my mom and then you. You're really holding me, right? I mean, this isn't a dream?
Shawn-D: If you're dreaming, I'm dreaming, too. This feels so good to be together again.
Belle: I know. Shawn, are we ever going to stop feeling so sad over losing the people that we loved?
Shawn-D: Gran would never want us to be unhappy. She must have been so upset when she lost my great-grandfather, but my mother said that she never saw gran angry about losing him. You want to know why?
Shawn-D: Because she always felt like he was with her.
Belle: That kind of faith is so beautiful.
Shawn-D: Gran loved you so much. She was always rooting for us to be together.
Belle: You know, someday if we have a little girl, we could name her Alice.
Shawn-D: Alice. I like that. Oh, no way. I just wished on a shooting star. You know what I wished for?
Belle: Um, that you could take a shower and finally get out of those clothes?
Shawn-D: What, do I really -- no. I'm gonna tell you what I wished for. That I could spend the rest of my life with you. The same thing I've been wishing for forever. Always. Nothing has changed.
Hattie: Get -- get your hands off me!
Bo: Shut up and sit down.
John: She's still asleep.
Hope: It's amazing how much they look alike.
John: So sorry I ever doubted you, baby. You were right when you said that I lost faith, but it's back. And I'm back, and I just hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.
Lucas: Come here, Sami.
Sami: No, no, Lucas.
Lucas: Shut up and let me hold you, all right?
Hattie: If it comes down to a personality contest between the two of us, I'm winning that one, hands down. Get some bronzer on that girl. And you, get yourself a burrito. I'm out of here.
Bo: Officer --
Hattie: Get -- get -- ahh!
John: Where you going, huh? Where you going?
Hattie: Whoo! All right, fine! I came to see my look-alike. I saw her. She didn't see me. That's the only problem.
John: Yeah, well, she'll see you in court. Don't worry about that.
Hattie: In court? [Gasps] I got it! I got it! It's a reality show, right? That's what you're doing. That's it. Yeah, yeah. You're trying to guess who the real marlena is. Right? That's it? Yeah. Yeah, I can go for that. I could do that. I c-- I'll do that. But what's in it for me? What's the prize, like a million dollars?
John: Oh, no, no. But once marlena testifies in court, you will win an all-expense-paid trip to the death chamber.
Bo: Hattie Adams...
Hattie: You again?
Bo: You have the right to remain silent --
Hattie: Silent? No frickin' way!
Jan: My pictures of Shawn. Pictures of Chloe naked. Ha ha. That was so worth getting busted for. Okay, Victor's will. Did I put it under "v" for Victor or "w" for will? Or "k" for kiriakis? Oh, who cares? I'll be able to find it when the time comes. Here we go. Here's my beauty. I didn't think I'd have to go this far. But a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do.
Shawn-D: I want it to be you and me for the rest of our lives.
Shawn-D: I just want you to know I'm hanging on to these very expensive rings, because now that we've got the time, I want to make sure that our wedding proposal is special. Magical.
Belle: I wanted to say yes to you so badly. If I hadn't been so stupid and lied to you --
Shawn-D: Shh! No, no, no. It's over, all right? And now that we know that your mother isn't the killer, we can get ready to spend our life together.
Belle: Our wonderful, beautiful life.
Bo: Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Hattie: Oh, not so all-fired fast, bub! Don't give me your court of law business!
Hope: Hattie, you're under arrest.
Hattie: Oh, you again?
Hope: Standard procedure.
Hattie: Where do you come from, anyway? You cop types are all alike, you know? Think you're so all-fired and smart and ahead of everybody. Well, you know what? There's only one thing that's standing in your way. Or maybe I should say it's lying in your way. Or maybe I should say laying in your way. Anyway, it's sleeping beauty in there. She's the confessee. I never said I killed nobody.
John: But you did. Marlena's innocent.
Hattie: Not so fast, mercenary man. I'm the one who's innocent!
John: And you're also a liar.
Hattie: [Gasps] Look, I got a list of faults as long as your -- as long as your -- as long as your arm! Lying's not one of them. I never told a lie in my life, and I wouldn't tell one to save my life! So there! I'm innocent! And you know what else? Roman would have been really happy with me. I wouldn't have left him like she did. Sorry, bub. You lose. You got the bad seed. Marlena's the liar. Marlena's the killer. And you know what? I can prove it!
“Next on Days Of Our Lives”
Belle: Tell me you're not giving up on us. Tell me that there is still hope that we're going to be together.
John: This can't be true.
Sami: No, it's not true! You can't let her get away with this!
Hattie: Back off, blondie! I feel a hairball coming up.
Bo: I've got enough to arrest her. That's exactly what I'm going to do. She will tried in a court of law, and she will pay for what she's done.
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