Days Transcript Wednesday 4/14/04

Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 4/14/04 - Canada; Thursday 4/15/04 - U.S.A.

Provided by Eric
Proofread by Naila

Nicole: Flat. Wouldn't you know it? Could anything else go wrong?

[Siren wailing]

Brady: What's the matter? Guilty conscience?

Bonnie: Oh. [Sighs] Darn, I should be at that funeral to support Mickey. I hope you understand, Alice. I've got an appointment that's going to either make or break this joint we named after you. Oh. Bless this bar, will you, old girl? Put in a good word for me with the heavenly host so we can make this place a money-maker.

[Creaking footsteps]

Man: Bonnie Lockhart? I'm afraid I have some bad news for you.

Patrick: Look, I'm supposed to be at a funeral. I don't appreciate you hassling me.

Man: It's time to get with the program, Lockhart. Now do what you came to Salem to do.

Patrick: I already told you, I'm not doing anything to hurt Jennifer Deveraux. Got it?

Mickey: Thank you.

Belle: Who's Shawn talking to?

Mimi: Beats me.

Belle: I'm going to go talk to him.

Philip: Belle, don’t. Look, you're doing the right thing, showing your support by being here, but I wouldn't crowd Shawn right now. I mean, he's way too stressed, okay?

Belle: [Sighs]

Shawn-D: Were you a close friend of my great-grandmother's? Would I know your name?

Jan: Very soon now, you'll be mine -- all mine.

[Sobbing]

Belle: Something weird is going on.

Mimi: More trouble.

All: [Gasping and muttering]

Abby: Why is marlena here?

Jennifer: I don't know. I need to go call your uncle Lucas right now.

Bo: What the hell is she doing here?

Hope: Oh, my God. How did John manage to get her out of the hospital?

Julie: Murderess.

Mickey: Julie, don't make things worse than they already are.

Julie: Worse? She killed my husband. She killed my grandmother. How dare you come into this house of God?!

Marlena: Julie, please --

Julie: [Shrieking]

Nicole: Look -- ahem. I was checking my tire, and it is totally flat, and this station is self-service only.

Brady: What a coincidence. I was just up the road, and my car hit a pothole. My axle broke, and there's no one here to fix it. So here's the deal. I change your tire, and you give me a lift, 'cause I was on my way back to Salem to attend Alice Horton and Doug Williams' funeral.

Nicole: Why not? Oh, no. You're all spiffed up in your Sunday best.

Brady: Mm. You're right. I can't exactly go to church looking like a grease monkey, can I?

Nicole: Mm. And, uh, how about you, Brady? What are you doing playing hooky when you're due at a funeral?

Brady: Well, Nicole, not that it's any of your business, but I was attending a breakfast meeting with the builder of the new concert hall. He's been working overtime constructing a new model, because the original one was incinerated.

Nicole: You know, Brady, do you get a kick out of blaming me for everything?

Brady: Well, as they say, Nicole, if the ball and chain fits...

Nicole: Oh. Ha ha. You know, I still can't get over the fact that once upon a time, I thought you were my friend.

Brady: And I still can't get over the fact that you lie to me morning, noon, and night.

Nicole: That is not a fact.

Brady: Oh, the hell it isn’t.

Nicole: Don't you get it, Brady? I care about you.

Brady: Nicole, you used me, and I was stupid to even give you the benefit of the doubt.

Nicole: Okay, all right, all right. I'll tell you the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but.

Bonnie: Oh, goodness. You sounded like the voice of God. Ha ha ha.

Man: Well, when it comes to this bar, I am. The name is Morse. State board.

Bonnie: Oh, Mr. Morse, yes. I was expecting you. What did you mean, bad news?

Morse: Well, your application for a license to sell liquor on the premises -- it's been denied.

Bonnie: What? There must be some mistake.

Morse: No, I don't think so. We ran a back check on you, ma'am. We found some very questionable dealings, misdemeanours, and all sorts of troubling charges.

Bonnie: Oh, poo. I was never convicted. You'd be happy to know I'm an upstanding citizen.

Morse: Is that a joke? Not funny. Here, the bottom line is you have to be as clean as a hound's tooth to sell liquor here in this state, and, frankly, ma'am, your teeth are in need of a good cleaning.

Bonnie: What was your first name again?

Morse: It's not relevant.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha. Well, sit down, sugar. Have a cup of coffee on the house. I'm sure we can come to some kind of accommodation. Let me just help you with your coat.

Morse: You're attempting to bribe a public official, ma'am. Not good. No liquor license for you. Case closed.

Bonnie: Oh. What am I going to do now?

Patrick: I don't operate like I used to. You can forget the past.

Man: We'll see about that, Lockhart.

Rex: "Lockhart"? You must be mimi's brother Patrick.

Patrick: And you must be the boyfriend, right? Rex.

Rex: Yeah. Glad to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you.

Patrick: Good things, I hope.

Rex: Are you kidding? Mimi's crazy about you.

Patrick: How long you been standing there?

Rex: Not long. I just wondered if you needed some help. That guy seemed like trouble.

Patrick: Nothing I couldn't handle.

Philip: Belle, I think you'd better come back inside.

Belle: Philip, I'm looking for Shawn.

Philip: Your mom just showed up.

Belle: I'm sorry. What?

Philip: All hell's breaking loose. Come on.

Belle: Oh, my God.

John: Julie, stop it.

Mickey: Come on.

Hope: Let go of her.

Belle: What are you doing?

Julie: She won't be satisfied until every last Horton is dead!

John: She's not a threat, Julie. She's handcuffed to her chair.

Julie: She's a killer. She doesn't belong in the house of the lord.

Hope: Julie, please, I know you're upset --

Julie: May God strike you dead!

Hope: Julie --

Jansen: Mrs. Williams --

Bo: Here. Come on, Julie.

Julie: [Sobbing]

Mickey: Sit down here. Here, just sit down.

Julie: Aah! Shut up!

[Sobbing]

Mickey: Julie.

Bo: Are you out of your mind, bringing her in here?

John: Listen, Bo --

Bo: She's under arrest for the murder of these very people. I've had an officer posted outside her hospital room 24/7. What the hell happened to him?

John: He's with us. He's right outside. I swore I would be personally responsible for my wife.

Bo: Ah, that makes me feel a whole lot better.

Marlena: Don't blame John. I asked him to bring me here. I wanted to pay my respects.

Bo: To the people you murdered?

Marlena: I didn't kill Doug or Alice. I loved them.

Belle: My mom is innocent. Just leave her alone.

Marlena: Oh. Oh, honey.

Shawn-D: Wait. Are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you off. I'm sorry. I -- how'd you know my great-grandmother?

Jan: [Old lady voice] Alice Horton was very dear to me.

Shawn-D: You seem very familiar. Have we met?

Jan: I don't think I know you, young man, but your great-grandmother and I were very close.

Shawn-D: I-I might recognize you. Can I just see your face? Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?

Nicole: I'm not proud of myself... but the truth is, I set fire to the model of the concert hall.

Brady: Why?

Nicole: I was jealous of Chloe.

Brady: Nicole, that is ridiculous. You have more money than Chloe could ever dream of.

Nicole: It's not about the money. Chloe has -- Chloe has a brilliant career that is just taking off. Critics in Milan and Paris raving about her talent. Hell, you're even building her a concert hall of her very own.

Brady: Nicole, you had a brilliant career once, too, but you gave it up to marry your boss.

Nicole: No, do I have to spell it out for you, Brady? Chloe -- she has people who love her -- family, friends. Okay, and she has you. I mean, she has a wonderful guy who stands by her and adores her. I can't even imagine what that's like.

Brady: Chloe and I built our relationship step by step based on love, trust, and commitment. But you wouldn't know damn thing about those things.

Nicole: She didn't go through what I did -- an abusive father, an abusive husband.

Brady: You're right. She just grew up in a string of foster homes, was extremely poor, and got made fun of at school.

Nicole: Yeah. And then she turned from ghoul girl into a swan.

Brady: Chloe had leukemia, Nicole. She -- her hair fell out, for God's sake. She almost died. Did you forget about this? But even then, she fought for herself. She fought for the life she has now.

Nicole: And I admire that.

Brady: So do I.

Nicole: You know what, Brady? There are two kinds of victims -- the good ones that everybody roots for and the bad ones like me.

Brady: We're not going to do that, Nicole. We are not going to compare scars, 'cause there's really no point.

Nicole: The good ones triumph over cancer and get reunited with their birth parents -- applause, applause. Know what? And I -- I got forced into porno films by my father and was drugged into --

Brady: I hear you, okay?

Nicole: But you want me to shut up, right? Because no one has any sympathy for the bad ones. The dirty ones end up marrying abusive men.

Brady: What's your point?

Nicole: The good ones get happy endings.

Brady: So you want me to feel sorry for you?

Nicole: No, no. I take care of myself. That's the way it's always been. I don't depend on anyone. You know, if something goes wrong, I only have myself to blame, right? You know, I realize now that... when I set fire to that model, I wasn't lashing out at Chloe or you. I was lashing out at myself. That is the story of my life. I set fire to things, and I'm the one who gets burned.

[Sobbing]

Bonnie: [Sobbing]

Patrick: Mom, how about a brewski for your favourite son and a, uh, I don't know, ginger ale for my pal here?

Bonnie: Bar's closed. It was never open. It'll never be open.

Rex: What are you talking about?

Bonnie: What do you want, my permission to marry Mimi? The answer's still no.

Patrick: Whoa, whoa, take it easy, mom. What's going on?

Bonnie: My lifelong dream just went up in flames.

Patrick: What happened?

Bonnie: Oh, Patrick, I so wanted to make a success of this place for the sake of my children. I wanted to make it up to you for all the bad times. Now it's all just one big bust. Why can things never, ever, never, ever go my way?!

Patrick: Mom's like a Roman candle in a match factory -- you never know when she'll go off. Better see if she's okay.

[Cellular phone rings]

Rex: Hey.

Mimi: Where are you?

Rex: Did I miss the service? I'm sorry.

Mimi: Well, things just kind of came to a screeching halt.

Rex: Trouble?

Mimi: I'll fill you in later. Where are you?

Rex: At your mom's new bar. I, uh, remember that watch Tony gave me, the one I've been wearing since I hocked the other one? Well, I lost it. I think I left it here last night, and I -- I need to find it before someone takes off with it.

Mimi: You're with my mom? Is she giving you a hard time?

Rex: No, she's definitely having a hard time about something. I-I don't think it has to do with me, but it's hard to tell.

Mimi: She took it out on you, didn't she? I am so sorry, Rex. I will be right over.

Rex: Oh, it's okay, meems.

Mimi: I know how she gets.

Mimi: I may need to do some damage control. Um, family emergency. Can you take care of Belle for me?

Philip: Uh, yeah. Hey, is your mom okay?

Belle: I guess.

Philip: Julie really lost it.

Belle: Philip, have you seen Shawn?

Philip: You would think he would have the courtesy to stay for the entire service. He knows you came here to see him. He knows how hard this is for you. Now why does he have to go and make it harder? I'm sorry, Belle, but if he loves you so much, I don't care what's gone down. He's the one who should be right here by your side.

Jan: I've been crying. I-I don't want anyone to -- to see me like this.

Shawn-D: I -- yeah, I'm sorry.

Jan: Your great-grandmother was so proud of you, Shawn-Douglas. She talked to me about the girl she hoped you'd marry.

Shawn-D: She really loved Belle.

Jan: No, that wasn't her name.

Belle: I still believe in you, mom.

Marlena: Oh. Sweet girl.

Belle: [Sighs] My mom would never hurt anyone.

Bo: Yeah? Well, I doubt a judge and jury will agree with you.

John: Innocent until proven guilty.

Bo: Well, it shouldn't take long with the evidence piling up against her. You'll be facing a death sentence.

Hope: Bo, stop it. You know very well some of us still believe that marlena is innocent.

Patrick: What's wrong, mom?

Bonnie: I don't want to talk about it.

Patrick: Let me guess -- this is about money. I know your karma hasn't been too good in that department.

Bonnie: Oh, shut up.

Patrick: You already spent all the dough I had saved. Is this your way of telling me you're going to default? And what, now I'm supposed to feel bad for you. Is that it?

Bonnie: If I could just get this bar up and running, we'd all be rich.

Patrick: Yeah, well, I need to get my hands on some cash soon.

Bonnie: Oh, please. You're in the catbird seat. Jennifer Horton asked you to live at her place rent-free.

Patrick: Well, I would like to leave town, okay?

Bonnie: Why? You're making inroads. I mean, you saved her baby, didn't you? If I were you, I'd play that for all it's worth.

Patrick: How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not taking advantage of a woman like Jennifer.

Bonnie: And how many times do I have to tell you there is a lot worse things than romancing a Horton? She's all by her lonesome. You'd be doing her a favour.

Patrick: She is still grieving for her husband.

Bonnie: So? Comfort the poor woman.

Patrick: Aah, forget it.

Bonnie: No. Wait a minute. What is the matter with you? I've never seen you pass up an opportunity to make a fast buck. I'm your mother. I have seen some of the scams you've pulled.

Patrick: Yeah, and who taught them to me? You did, by your lousy example.

Shawn-D: Belle is the girl I've been dating for years.

Jan: But wasn't there another girl?

Shawn-D: Gran was really looking forward to our wedding. I'm just glad that she'll never have to know.

Jan: Know what?

Shawn-D: It's nothing important. Don't worry about it. I should probably be getting back inside.

Jan: Wait. I remember Alice telling me the most heartbreaking story. She wasn't very specific, but... I guess something terrible happened in Puerto rico to this sweet, innocent girl whose name I-I can't recall.

Shawn-D: Jan spears?

Jan: That's it. An attractive young lady.

Shawn-D: Jan and I were never a couple.

Jan: Well, Alice thought the two of you could be very happy together. She said you did the kindest thing for Jan. Never told me what it was, but it seems you sacrificed a lot for miss spears. So you must have had some real feelings for her. Isn't that true?

Bo: Hope, don't do this. As much as you want marlena to be innocent, the fact is she's not.

Hope: Just stop it for a minute and look at her. This is one of our closest, dearest friends.

Bo: Mm-hmm. And that's exactly the kind of thinking that allowed her to remain at large for so long.

Hope: Yesterday we thought Hattie was guilty. You remember how relieved we all felt? Because we all knew in our hearts that marlena was incapable of such --

Bo: Don't delude yourself. She fooled all her victims till it was too late. Then she goes after Mrs. H.

Hope: My beloved grandmother, Bo. If I can reserve judgment, why can't you?

Bo: Because Mrs. H. I.D.'d her killer. She told him.

John: I realize my testimony has helped incriminate doc. But I know my wife inside now, and I believe she's innocent. Therefore, I will do whatever it takes to help her prove it

Brady: [Grunts]

Nicole: I shouldn't have lied to you about burning the model.

Brady: Just hand me the wrench, would you? I've got to get out of here. I'm late for the funeral.

Nicole: I need you to believe in me again, Brady. I didn't kill Victor. I didn't destroy his will or the evidence he claimed to have against me. I swear to you there was no accomplice.

Brady: Nicole, have you ever heard of the boy who cried wolf?

Nicole: What are you saying?

Brady: "I wasn't in Tony’s hospital room before he died. Except I was. I didn't burn down the model. Except I did." You know, I got to hand it to you, Nicole. My grandfather was right. You are one hell of an actress.

Nicole: I work up the courage to confess to you, and you make fun of me?

Brady: Oh, come on, Nicole. You told me the truth about one little thing, just so that you could lie your way out of a big, fat murder charge.

Belle: Dad, thank you for saying all those things.

John: I promised your mother I'm going to find the truth. We're going to get through this. All of us -- together.

Marlena: Thank you both so much. My family means everything to me.

Julie: Then you'll excuse us while we bury ours.

Marlena: Julie --

Julie: Your last two victims are lying in their coffins. Unless you want to join them, I suggest you keep your distance, marlena.

Jansen: I think we should all take a deep breath and remind ourselves why we are gathered here. This is a solemn occasion. I'm going to assemble the pallbearers. The ceremony will continue outside in the Horton family plot.

Mickey: Stay back. Come on, come on.

Belle: Hope, um, have you seen Shawn?

Hope: Honey, why don't you stay behind with Philip, and I'll find him, okay?

Shawn-D: I felt sorry for Jan, but I was never in love with her.

Jan: One thing I know about Alice Horton is she had very good instincts about people. She definitely thought you and Jan were going to have a future together.

Shawn-D: Jan and I were talking about getting married because -- anyhow... maybe that's what you're thinking of. I don't know. Point being, gran knew that I didn't love Jan.

Jan: Alice was such a believer in commitment. If you stepped up and promised you were going to take care of this girl for the rest of your life --

Hope: Shawn?

Shawn-D: Mom. Someone I want you to meet...

Shawn-D: This lady was a good friend of gran's.

Hope: Why did she run off?

Shawn-D: I don't know.

Hope: What was her name, honey?

Shawn-D: You know, I didn't even catch it.

Hope: Never mind. Honey, we have to get back. It's time for the burial.

Jansen: O lord, grant eternal rest to your servants Alice and Douglas. May your perpetual light shine upon them. May their souls and all the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.

All: Amen.

Hope: I love you, daddy.

Abby: I picked them this morning in our garden, great-gram. I know they were your favourite.

Jennifer: Thank you, gram. Thank you for everything.

Julie: You take my heart with you. I'll be loving you... always.

Shawn-D: You took such great care of us all. I am sorry. I love you so much, gran.

Abby: Don't worry, mom. I'll take care of you and the baby.

Jennifer: Thanks, sweetie. We're going to take care of each other, okay? Come on.

Hope: With gran and my dad gone now, this is no time for Shawn to be leaving town. I have to keep our family together now.

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Belle: I wish I could hold him right now.

Philip: He knows you're here.

Hope: Shawn Douglas, your grandpa was so proud to have you as his namesake.

Bo: Pirelli...fired.

John: It's not his fault. I'm the one who arranged for marlena to attend the service.

Bo: Where she doesn't belong. Get out of my sight.

Marlena: Bo, I wanted to pay my respects.

Bo: Do you get some kind of perverse pleasure out of seeing your victims buried? On the very spot you murdered Doug?

Marlena: Bo, I couldn't be the serial killer. Think about it. I was with my parents and Eric in Colorado when the first person was killed.

Bo: Are you kidding me?

Marlena: No, no, I'm not. I came back to Salem, I came into the penthouse, and John -- John told me what happened to Abe.

Bo: We talked to Eric. He told us you came back to Salem on an earlier flight. The airlines confirmed it.

Marlena: What?

Bo: He also said he told Sami this, but she didn't want to incriminate her own mother.

Marlena: I don't understand.

Bo: We have solid evidence you came back to Salem before you said you did. As far as I'm concerned, that's more proof you're the stalker.

Nicole: There's no real evidence against me.

Brady: Nicole, my grandfather told several people if he wound up dead, you were responsible.

Nicole: You really think I'm a criminal mastermind?

Brady: You handcuffed yourself to me so that I could be your alibi.

Nicole: And got myself a mystery accomplice, right? Why don't you check my bank accounts and see if I've withdrawn a large sum of money to pay off an assassin?

Brady: I did.

Nicole: And?

Brady: No money was touched.

Nicole: Mm. So, how else could I have convinced a hit man to do the job?

Nicole: Sex.

[Chuckles] Yeah, right. The teen porno queen uses her body to get what she wanted.

Brady: I didn't say that.

Nicole: You implied it. I believed you were a decent guy, Brady. I was dead wrong.

Patrick: Hey, sis. What you doing?

Mimi: Rex lost his watch.

Patrick: And that's why you're looking so glum?

Mimi: I'm afraid mom is out to wreck our relationship.

Patrick: Oh. Well, don't you let her.

Mimi: I always think I'm going to stand up to her, but then somehow... oh, I don't know how she does it to me. Remember when I was in the third grade, and she tried to make me sell fake magazine subscriptions door to door?

Patrick: Yeah. Well, I put a stop to that, didn't I?

Mimi: Yeah, you're the best big brother ever. But I hate that you always got the worst of it from her.

Patrick: I could handle it.

Mimi: Yeah, so can I -- now. But rex is kind of naive when it comes to learning about dysfunctional families and how they work. He wants her approval. And get this -- when we're married and have a family, he wants mom to babysit.

Patrick: No way. I mean, she'll teach your kids how to play three-card monte.

Mimi: Ha ha!

Bonnie: "No liquor license for you, lady." What am I going to do, open a country and western bar and serve milk shakes? It's gonna be a disaster.

Rex: Maybe I can help.

Bonnie: You? Help me? What could you do? Wait just a doggone minute. Of course you can help me. In fact, I think we're going to make the perfect team!

Patrick: All right, let's make a promise -- not to let the people we care about get mixed up with our crazy mother. I, Patrick Brian Lockhart...

Mimi: I, Mimi me-me me-me me-me...

Patrick: Hereby make...

Both: A solemn pact, all for one and one for all.

Mimi: Yay!

Bonnie: Mimi tells me you're some kind of genius.

Rex: Oh, I finished college in less than a year.

Bonnie: Aha! So what do you plan to do now?

Rex: I don't know. Research, math, language -- it's all a breeze. What's hard for me to figure out is people.

Bonnie: Ah, well, I'm a people person. Maybe I could help you out.

Rex: Really?

Bonnie: Yeah. In fact, maybe we could help each other out. You lived with Tony Dimera, so you must have picked up some of his business savvy. Think you could help out around here maybe?

Rex: I'd love to.

Bonnie: Oh, great! I always thought you and Mimi made a wonderful couple.

Brady: Nicole, I hope that I'm wrong. Okay, really, I do. But if you conspired with a third party to kill my grandfather, the truth is going to come out sooner or later. I mean, someone had to have seen you with your partner in crime.

Marlena: Victor said if anything ever happened to him, we should look at you.

Nicole: I didn't kill my husband, Marlena, if that's what you're implying. In case you've forgotten, I was handcuffed to your stepson Brady while Victor was being electrocuted.

Marlena: How convenient for you. So you must have hired somebody else to do your dirty work.

Brady: Tek found a new set of fingerprints in almost every room in the mansion. He's running them right now. If he finds a match, well, you and your accomplice are going down. And that means you forfeit Victor's money and his estate, and you won't be able to hire some fancy lawyer to keep you off of death row. So if you're lying to me right now, you're as good as dead.

[Cell phone beeps]

Belle: What's up?

Philip: I have orders to return to the base. But I don't want to leave you like this.

Belle: Hey, I don't want to get you in trouble, so you should probably go. I'll be fine.

Philip: Are you sure?

Belle: Yeah. Thanks for everything. It's just, um, I really think shawn and i need to talk.

Philip: Listen, Belle, if you want me for anything -- for anything at all -- just call me, okay?

Belle: Okay. Thanks.

Philip: I'm always here for you.

Belle: Oh, Philip, you are such a wonderful person. I'm so lucky to have you as a friend.

Belle: Drive carefully.

Philip: I will.

Marlena: John... John, I was just so sure. I-I was so sure that I came back to Salem after Abe was killed.

John: Doc, I hate to say this, but... Eric wouldn't lie, and neither would the airline records.

Marlena: Oh. Oh, well... maybe -- maybe it's true. M-- maybe I did it. Maybe I'm the killer.

Julie: Bo, the killer struck again.

Hope: My God, is she breathing?

Bo: Celeste?

Julie: I can't tell.

Man: You got a job to do. What's your problem? You getting daffy over this Deveraux woman?

Shawn-D: You lied to me about your mother's alibi. How am I supposed to forgive you for that?

Marlena: I'm the Salem stalker.

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