Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 4/12/04 - Canada; Tuesday 4/13/04 - U.S.A.
Provided by Eric
Proofread by Niki
Jan: Very soon now, you'll be mine -- all mine. Forever. As long as I have this evidence against you, Nicole, you'll have to keep your part of the bargain and help me get my Shawn. But I know you'd love to get your hands on this. I better put it away. I have to hide it where no one will ever find it.
[Cellular phone rings] [Ring]
Jan: Yeah, I was just thinking about you.
Nicole: We've got trouble.
Jan: What's new?
Nicole: Plenty, damn it. I need to see you -- now.
Jan: Okay. I'm at my parents' country home. It's my little secret hideaway.
Nicole: What are you up to?
Jan: Come visit me and you'll find out.
Shawn-D: Isn't this amazing that some good was able to come from this day? I mean, your mother's innocent, and I am so sorry for blaming you for what happened to Gran --
Belle: Shawn, if I had never lied to you about my Mom's alibi, you wouldn't have had to think about it.
Shawn-D: No, you know what? I don't even want to -- I don't want to talk about it anymore, okay?
Belle: Good, because neither do I.
Shawn-D: Good. 'Cause I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and nothing -- I mean nothing -- is ever going to come between us again.
Belle: I love you, too.
Hattie: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Sami: Stop laughing, you crazy bitch!
Hattie: Why don't you back off? Want to find somebody crazy? You're crazy, and your mother in there is crazy, too. If you want to use the "B" word on somebody, use it on yourself and your mama.
John: Damn, why don't you just shut up?
Hattie: Shut up? You've been telling me to shut up ever since you abducted me. If you hadn't been doing that, I would have told you the truth before. I didn't kill nobody -- nobody, I'm saying.
John: And you're a liar.
Bart: Actually --
Bo: Bart, be quiet, unless you want to end up in the cell next to Hattie.
Hattie: Now, I get why you're all hot to nail this thing on me, and I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't kill nobody.
Shawn-D: Whoa, what's going on?
John: Hattie claims she's innocent.
Shawn-D: How is that possible?
John: It's not. She's lying. That's the only thing that makes sense.
Hattie: Hey, I've been doing nothing but minding my own business.
John: Like hell you have. Doc couldn't have committed these murders. I know what I saw, and I saw her or someone who looked like her in the cemetery when Doug was killed. And Alice told me that Marlena was at her house getting ready to kill her, or at least the murderer looked like Marlena.
Lexie: When I think of what would have happened had my Father lived long enough to see his plan through -- if he'd been able to kidnap Marlena and replace her with Hattie...
Hattie: Let me tell you something, cookie -- this whole town of Salem would have been a lot better off if I had taken over for that smug, self-righteous therapist. You know what? You wouldn't have been so happy, though, 'cause you wouldn't be getting any. I would have divorced you so fast, you'd still be licking yourself.
Hattie: I'd have divorced you and gone straight for Mr. Roman. See, I could have made him happy -- really happy -- 'cause I loved him. I really loved him. That's why I put myself through all this. Don't you get it? You think I wanted this face? No. I did it for Roman -- all for Roman. I never killed him. I never killed anybody. And I can prove it.
[Knock on door]
Jan: What is it now, Nicole?
Nicole: It's something that could send us to prison, or worse, the death chamber.
Jan: Did Dr. Evans...
Nicole: Did she what?
Jan: Did she tell that she saw you and I outside Belle's apartment?
Nicole: No, and hopefully, she'll die before she can pass on that little nugget.
Jan: Then what's the problem?
Nicole: That damn cop Tek.
Jan: What did he do?
Nicole: He found fingerprints in the mansion.
Nicole: Your fingerprints.
Nicole: The cops are convinced that I had someone kill Victor, you know.
Jan: Well, you did.
Nicole: We don't want them to know that, now, do we?
Nicole: If they match the fingerprints to you, we're in deep guano.
Jan: They don't know they're my fingerprints.
Nicole: Not yet. Oh, please -- Jan, please tell me you do not have a criminal record.
Hattie: I can prove I'm not the killer.
Bo: We don't want to hear any of your lame excuses. John, where'd you find her? The DiMera mansion?
Bart: Nope. Tony didn't even know about her. And now that he's gone, even I've been forced to flee the lap of luxury, go underground, so to speak. Ah, well, it was getting pretty lonely in that big old place anyway. I couldn't even get any of the female help to play our favorite game -- cranky master and naughty chambermaid.
Bo: I'm warning you.
Hope: Maybe we should hear what she has to say, Bo.
Hattie: There you go. All right. I'm going to tell you the truth, but I tell you, you're not going to like it. I got an alibi for every single murder -- airtight.
Sami: You can't.
John: No, that's impossible.
Hattie: I told you you wouldn't like it.
Nicole: You have a criminal record?
Jan: It's not that big of a thing.
Nicole: It doesn't matter if it's that big of a thing. If your fingerprints are on file, all they have to do is slip the ones they found in the mansion into the computer and match them to yours. What did you do? What did you get arrested for?
Jan: Remember that time Mimi and I put the nude photos of Chloe on the internet?
Nicole: Oh, my God. Of all the stupid, pointless things to get --
Jan: I was only 17. I didn't know any better.
Nicole: Oh. So then you weren't tried as an adult?
Jan: No. And juvenile records are kept sealed, right?
Nicole: I ought to know.
Jan: Then they couldn't even get the records without a court order. And since I'm not a suspect, they don't know anything about me. You've got nothing to worry about.
Nicole: Okay. Okay, okay, we might have dodged a major bullet here. Ha ha ha. Nice place.
Nicole: It's your parents', huh?
Jan: Yeah. My Dad used to bring his skanky girlfriends here.
Jan: My Mom hated the place, but it's exactly what I need. It's quiet and... You know, completely isolated.
Nicole: Look, Jan, just to be on the safe side, maybe we should go our separate ways for a while.
Jan: Looking for something?
Nicole: No, nothing. I was just, uh... What is that?
Jan: It's nothing you'd be interested in.
Nicole: What kind of freak are you? What -- what is this, some kind of shrine or something?
Jan: Well, duh.
Nicole: What's wrong with you? Are you nuts?
Jan: I worship Shawn. I worship everything about him. He's my idol. He's the perfect man.
Nicole: Yeah, uh... That's great. What time is the asylum expecting you back?
Jan: You have no idea how amazingly amazing Shawn Brady is.
Nicole: So, did you do this yourself, or did you have it professionally done?
Jan: I did it by myself. I even have the best ones hidden away.
Nicole: In your super-secret hiding place? Ha ha.
Jan: You bet. And don't bother asking where. I know what you're after.
Nicole: What on earth are you talking about?
Jan: You're looking for the evidence against you.
Nicole: Oh. The evidence. Is that somewhere here?
Jan: Yes, it is, and don't think you're ever going to get your hands on it -- not, at least, until Shawn and I are blissfully together forever.
Nicole: Right. So, uh, what you're saying is the videotape, Victor's will, and the file of evidence against me -- that's all here.
Jan: They're all safe, and if you think I'm ever going to tell you where they are, well, Nicole, you're the one who's nuts.
John: So... You think you got an alibi for 9, perhaps 10 murders, huh? I don't believe it.
Hattie: Well, I wasn't here.
Bo: Where were you?
Hattie: You again. I was in Europe.
Bo: What were you doing there?
Hattie: Having my face done, Tonto. I was in surgery.
Bo: Hmm. Can you prove it?
Hattie: Yeah, I can prove it. I heard about the killings in some of those European papers they got over there. I figured to myself that my Roman, he had himself a serial killer on his hands.
Sami: He wasn't your Roman.
Hattie: Back off, Blondie. I feel a hairball coming up. Get away from my nose. Anyway, turns out I wasn't even in the country when Abe and that -- that big skinny guy was killed.
Bo: Is this true? Answer me, damn it.
Bart: Yes, it's true, absolutely. I can give you the name of the clinic, the doctor who worked on her, and the hotel she stayed at, and the name of the concierge who can get you a blond, brunette, redhead -- anything you need.
Bo: Knock it off. Write it down.
Bart: You want the name of the concierge? Clinic, doctor, hotel.
John: Doesn't matter, Bo. Stefano would just have his man here pay the doctor off to lie.
Bart: You really seem to know how the old man operated.
Sami: Well, of course he does. He was Stefano's mercenary.
Hattie: Hey, I'm still talking here. Anyway... turns out I came back to town, and I got this infection.
Hattie: From the surgery. It was a bad one, though. It was kind of green and runny. It smelled funny, too. So anyway, puts me in Mercy Hospital from Halloween right till Thanksgiving.
Bart: I got those names and numbers, too.
Hattie: Turns out I need another skin graft.
Bart: One more thing.
Bo: What is it?
Bart: Another piece of evidence to prove Hattie's not the killer.
Hattie: [Gasps] No. Don't you dare go down that road.
Nicole: Jan, look, I --
Jan: If you ever think I'm going to tell you where the evidence against you is, you're crazy.
Nicole: We need to work as a team here.
Jan: Is that what you think this is -- teamwork?
Nicole: Yes, look, I'm saying we -- we have to work together or we're both going to fry.
Jan: Do we?
Nicole: I'm telling you, Jan, I feel the cops closing in. I'm afraid it's just a matter of time before the cops catch on.
Jan: So what's your plan?
Nicole: It's really simple.
Nicole: You need to leave Salem right away.
Jan: And leave Shawn?
Nicole: Yes. It's the only way we'll truly be safe.
Jan: Well, forget it.
Bart: Excuse me. Excuse me. Hattie, Hattie, Hattie. Don't you want me to tell them what I know to prove you're innocent?
Hattie: No, I don't.
Bo: Bart, tell us what you know.
Bart: Okay, okay. One word, buddy -- decaf. Anyway, this is a good one. I mean, if I was looking for an alibi, this is the one I would want.
Bo: Spill it.
Bart: When Roman Brady, Victor Kiriakis, Tony DiMera, and Doug Williams and Alice Horton were murdered...
John: Damn it, Bart, what is it?
Bart: Hattie was in jail.
Lucas: In jail?
Hope: What was she in jail for?
Hattie: Uh... I was doing some shopping in Brookville.
Bo: What was the charge?
Hattie: I-I was doing some Christmas shopping. Just doing, maybe, a little bit of... lifting, too.
Lucas: Shoplifting? Is that what you said, Hattie?
Hattie: Yeah, shortstop. At least that's what the cops called it. Ha ha. I was decking the halls, too. Ha ha ha ha.
Lexie: Hattie, it's not funny.
Hattie: Damn right it's not funny. Landed me in jail for what -- what, Christmas, New Year's, part of Valentine's Day, right in the hoosegow. At least I didn't lose my appetite. Anyway, I was in jail till tonight. So unless Alice Horton and her friends were all in the Brook County Lockup, I couldn't have killed her.
Bo: I'll check out the story.
Hattie: Hey, I tried to tell you.
John: This can't be true.
Sami: It's not. It's not true. She is the killer. She's the murderer.
Shawn-D: But if she isn't...
Belle: Shawn, no. Don't even say it. There is no way my Mom is guilty. There's no way my Mom murdered your great-grandmother and all those other people that she loved.
Hattie: Hey, look, I'm... sorry about the way Commander Carver got it and all. He was always, you know, coming around the diner, sniffing around Fay. He was a good guy, he was. He was a good tipper, too.
Bo: She's telling the truth. She was in jail from before Christmas until tonight.
Bart: And I took her straight to that motel.
Hattie: You should be so lucky. Anyway, I never left my room. You can check with the manager on that.
Hope: Think the rest of her alibi will check out?
Bo: Tek's working on it, but, yeah, I think so.
Sami: No, no, it's not true. You can't let her get away with this. She's the killer. She has to be.
Bo: No, she's not, Sami. She was in jail. Can't get a more solid alibi than that.
Hattie: I tried to tell you the truth. Anyway, look on the bright side -- you got the real killer surrounded.
Bo: I'm sorry to say this, but Hattie's right. If she's not the killer, then... John... you pretty much proved that Marlena is.
Sami: No. No!
Jan: The only way that I would leave Salem is if Shawn leaves with me.
Nicole: Uh, I hate to burst the little bubble you're living in, but that's not going to happen.
Jan: It doesn't matter, because I want to live right here with Shawn. It'd be like our little hideaway. But I'm running out of time. That's why I want you to help me tonight.
Nicole: Help you with what?
Jan: Fix up Shawn's room.
Nicole: His room?
Jan: Yep. I want to make it perfect for when he gets here.
Nicole: So... you have a room for him? Ha ha. You know what, Jan? I would love to help you, but I had such a busy day today --
Jan: I helped you. Now you have to help me. Look, it's not like I'm asking you to kill somebody. If life was fair, you'd be killing Belle right now just like I killed old Vic for you. You know, when I get this angry, it makes me want to do certain things, like anonymously send things to the police.
Nicole: Okay, okay, okay, okay. I will help you with his room.
Jan: See? That wasn't so hard, now, was it? Follow me. Come on.
John: It can't be Doc. That was the whole point of bringing Hattie in.
Bo: John, you made the case yourself. You said the killer was someone who looks exactly like Marlena. You saw her running away from the graveyard. Mrs. H. I.D.'d her. You brought it full circle, man. If it's not Hattie, it's got to be Marlena. Unless you've got another look-alike out there.
Sami: No. No, he's lying, okay? That bastard -- this was your plan all along, wasn't it? You thought if you worked so hard to clear my Mom's name, everyone would buy your story. You brought this floozy in here just to make your case against my Mom stick.
Hattie: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Who are you calling a floozy? I'll have you know I have not yet given up my virginity.
Bart: More information than I needed.
Hattie: And the sleeping slut in there -- she's the one that had a baby without being married to the father, wasn't she? Which reminds me, Blondie, you also had a baby out of wedlock, didn't you? Yeah. Well, I guess the rotten apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, does it? Why don't you watch who you're calling a floozy? Yeah, get away. Get a -- get a -- get a leash. Get her a leash.
Bo: You can leave, but don't leave town.
Hattie: Ow. Yeah. Sorr-- sorry, sorry. Sorry I can't take the fall for your precious Marlena. So I hope you all have a really nice day.
Hattie: These must be the last of the Horton doughnuts. Wow, with Alice gone, I bet I can get a bundle for these on Ebay. [Humming]
Bart: It's been fun.
Bo: John, I know this is the last thing you want to hear, but you have proven beyond a reasonable doubt that Marlena is the Salem serial killer. That confession she made to you...
Bo: It was a real confession.
Hope: John, I'm sorry. I know how much you truly love her.
Sami: Oh, he doesn't love her. He tried to kill her.
Jan: This has been in the works for a while. It's not just something I'm doing on a whim.
Jan: Thanks for volunteering to help me.
Nicole: Right. You know, Jan, I just hope you're not setting yourself up for a big disappointment.
Jan: No, the timing is perfect. Shawn and Belle have been fighting a lot.
Nicole: Yeah, but a lot of couples fight. That doesn't mean they're through. Shawn and Belle really love each other.
Jan: That shows what you know. It's time you woke up and smelled the Cafe Vienna.
Nicole: I prefer French Roast.
Jan: Shawn is going to be mine, got it?
Nicole: Yeah. Whatever.
Jan: Don't you dare stand there and try to humor me like that. I know exactly what you're thinking.
Nicole: You do?
Jan: Yes. And you're wrong. I am not crazy.
Nicole: Sorry, Jan, but I don't think there's any way you're going to get Shawn to spend time with you.
Jan: Oh, yes, there is. I have a way to guarantee it.
Nicole: I don't believe it.
Bo: Lucas, get her out of here.
Sami: No, I'm not going.
Bo: Yes, you are going, or I will arrest you for interfering with an investigation.
Lucas: Come on, Sami.
Bo: Sami, don't test me.
Hope: Samantha Jean, you'd better go.
Belle: Shawn, why is this happening?
Shawn-D: I don't know what to think, okay? I'm sorry. I just -- I need some time to think.
John: I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry.
Belle: Why is this happening again?
John: Your mother is innocent.
Belle: I know she is, and I know you are, no matter what Sami says. I just don't understand why all the evidence seems to be --
John: Neither do I, but damn it, there is an explanation. I will find it. Do you trust me?
Belle: I do. Dad, it's just a few minutes ago when we thought Hattie was the killer, everything seemed to go back to normal, but now everybody's back to thinking that Mom's the killer again, and Shawn -- he still thinks that I'm responsible for his Great-Gran dying.
John: You got to have hope, baby. Don't give up on Shawn. I mean, I still have hope for your mother and me. You know, Shawn's grandmother used to tell me something. She said you always have to have faith and that -- that true love is always going to win out in the end. Have faith, Izzy, 'cause Shawn loves you. Why don't you go to him now?
Belle: Thanks, Daddy.
Bo: Marlena's the killer. No doubt about it.
Hope: Sami's right about one thing -- it comes down to circumstantial evidence.
Bo: Yeah, a whole mountain of circumstantial evidence.
Hope: And John's word against Marlena's.
Bo: We've got enough to arrest her. That's exactly what I'm going to do. She will be tried in a court of law, and she will pay for what she's done.
Nicole: You can't be serious.
Jan: Oh, yes, I am. And you're going to help -- or else.
Nicole: Okay. You seriously know what you're doing here?
Jan: Shop was my best subject in school.
Nicole: Does that mean you passed?
Jan: Here. Put these on, and then we're going to get to work.
Belle: So, um, I guess we're right back where we started, huh? My lie and what it did. This is all my fault. Shawn, tell me you're not giving up on us. Tell me that there is still hope that we're going to be together.
John: How is she?
Lexie: No change. Her vitals are stable. She seems to be resting comfortably.
John: Yeah, I know the truth is out there somewhere, and I'm going to find it. I have to... for our daughter, for our family... For our love.
Hope: Are you sure you want to do this right now?
Bo: Hope, there's no reason to wait. Sorry, man. Got to do this.
Bo: I'm charging her with murder one.
Lucas: Calm down, will you? What are you doing? Sami, what are you doing?
Sami: What does it look like I'm doing, Lucas?
Lucas: It looks like you're wrecking your photos. Stop it.
Sami: I'm getting John out of our lives once and for all.
Lucas: Have you gone completely crazy, huh?
Jan: So... What do you think?
Nicole: I think you really paid attention in metal shop.
Jan: Oh, God, it's perfect, isn't it?
Nicole: Yeah. It's really something.
Jan: I love it.
Jan: Shawn and I are going to be like two cooing doves... Locked together in our own gilded cage of love.
Nicole: Ha ha. Yeah. Except one of them isn't a dove. It's a certifiable cuckoo.
Sami: Let me go!
Lucas: Sami, knock it off.
Sami: Just leave me alone, Lucas. I'm going to --
Lucas: You have to let it go. Just let it go.
Sami: I am letting it go. I'm letting John go -- right out of our lives.
Lucas: Can't you see all the hate that is driving you? Can't you see that?
Sami: I'm comfortable with the hate.
Lucas: Yeah, I know you are. That's the problem.
Sami: It's not the problem, Lucas. John is the problem. John is trying to kill my Mom.
Lucas: No, no, he's not, no.
Sami: He's trying to kill her, and he tried to put her on death row.
Lucas: No, he's trying to save her, Sami. That's what he's trying to do.
Sami: No, Lucas, no, he's not. [Sobbing]
Lucas: Stop it. Come here. Shh, don't cry. Don't cry like that, please. No. Stop it, Sami. You're so full of pain and hurt. You suspect everyone and everything, and no motive is pure to you, no motive is good, right, Sami?
Sami: I have a right to be suspicious of him. John killed my Father, and he -- he tried to kill my Mother.
Lucas: No. No, he loves your mother. John loves your mother, Sami. He does.
Sami: No. [Sobbing]
Lucas: It's so sad. It's really sad, you know? You can't see love. You can't. You can't see love even when it's staring you right in the face.
John: Don't struggle. You'll only hurt yourself.
Marlena: Hmm. Why did you do this to me?
Shawn-D: I don't want to talk about this right now.
Belle: Shawn --
Shawn-D: Belle, if you push me, I might say something I'll regret. I just -- I need time.
Belle: Okay. Okay. Just one thing. Look, we have our purity rings. I have to believe that if we both have them that there's, you know, still hope that we'll be together.
Hope: Poor Sami. She loves her mother so much. If Marlena is the serial killer, she'll be completely devastated, and she'll never forgive John for doing this. And what about Shawn and Belle? What's going to happen?
Bo: Wish I could tell you everything is going to get better.
Hope: I just thank God I have you.
Bo: And I have you. Being alone right now, that's the worst thing that could happen to anybody. I love you.
Hope: I love you, too.
Woman: Words can't describe this loneliness wanting you wishing you wanted me I see you everywhere I go then walk away alone words can't describe this emptiness deeper and deeper as days go by I see you in my dreams at night then wake up alone I see something sad in your eyes and I, I know the reason why you need someone to love you open your eyes I am right here I am right here words can't describe this happiness I feel inside every time you're near I see you and I want to say I'm tired of being alone I see something sad in your eyes and I, I know the reason why you need someone to love you open your eyes I am right here I am right here I am right here
Hope: Do you want a future with my son? Belle, you're going to have to fight for him.
Shawn-D: No way. Your motorcycle?
Marlena: Got to find a way to prove my innocence. John, you've got to help me.
Celeste: Alice, you've come back, and I'm sensing you have news.
Alice: Yes, I do.
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