Days Transcript Tuesday 5/18/04

Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 5/18/04 - Canada; Wednesday 5/19/04 - U.S.A.

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[Thunder crashes]

Belle: [Laughing]

Shawn-D: Are you okay?

Belle: Yes.

Shawn-D: It's the end of the line for you.

Belle: Hey, what's in --

Shawn-D: That? Oh.

Belle: What's this?

Shawn-D: It's Zack's. It's chalk. He wanted to see how big he was, so he lied down in the driveway this morning, and I traced his outline.

Belle: Oh, lie down. Let me trace you.

Shawn-D: Oh, no way, Monet.

Belle: I'm feeling very artistic.

Shawn-D: Oh, are you?

Belle: Yes.

Shawn-D: Yeah, and I'm sure you'll just look for some way to take advantage of me, like tickle me or something.

Belle: Oh, come on, Shawn. I just want to try the chalk thing. I'm, um, thinking up a new ad campaign for basic black, so it's really important.

Shawn-D: Oh... here. Trace Mr. Bumper.

Belle: Okay.

Shawn-D: If you master that, then I'll lie down.

Belle: Oh, okay, great.

Shawn-D: Look at those skills.

Belle: I'm really good at this.

Shawn-D: You do a lot of sketching for your job, right?

Belle: [Laughs]

Shawn-D: Oh.

Belle: I think his arm's kinda like...

Shawn-D: That's all right. Hey, you forgot something.

Belle: He's happy. That's all that matters. [Laughs] Shawn...

Shawn-D: Yeah.

Belle: I love you, too. [Laughs]

[Thunder rumbles]

Belle: I can't lose him.

[Rain falling]

Belle: Do you really think Shawn's not coming back to me?

Shawn-D: Sooner or later, I am going to get outta here.

Jan: Yeah, well, uh, I built this love nest to last forever.

Shawn-D: You know, I really have to get back to Salem so I can be with Belle. 'Cause her mother was killed tonight, okay, and she needs me.

Jan: She'll get over it.

Shawn-D: I love her.

Jan: You know, I don't want to hurt you, Shawn-Douglas, but if you're a bad Boy, I just might have to. Come on. Say that you love me and not Belle. Say it!

Shawn-D: You are totally psycho.

Nicole: Kill Marlena. I want her dead. Crystal, what the hell's going on down there?

Crystal: Our plan is on track. Before the night is over, the cops are going to put more holes in Dr. Marlena than a slice of Swiss cheese.

Nicole: Shoot her. Shoot Marlena.

Brady: Nicole? What's going on? Who were you telling to shoot Marlena?

John: I can't believe that she's gone.

Celeste: I know, darling.

john: Something inside of me just can't let go.

Celeste: That's my fault.

Celeste: You heard me speaking to her. It must've been some -- some kind of waking -- waking dream. It's happened to me before. I gave you false hope, John. For that, I am so very sorry.

John: I could've proved her innocence. I know I could've. If I just had more time... oh, my God. It's true.

Philip: Belle, come inside. Come on.

Belle: I heard what you said to Mimi and Rex. "Maybe Shawn left her for good this time." Do you know something I don't know?

Philip: No, I --

Belle: Look, Philip, Shawn just left town to clear his head, and he promised me he wasn't going to be gone forever.

Philip: Look, I don't know anything. I said that because I'm angry at Shawn for not being here.

Belle: I don't blame Shawn for leaving. I just -- I don't understand why he hasn't called. Doesn't he get that my family are the ones who are grieving right now? And don't say that maybe he didn't get my message or maybe he hasn't heard yet. Because that would mean that something's happened to him, and I just can't --

Philip: Belle, you need to calm down, all right, and you need to get some sleep. Let's go, come on.

Belle: I need him so much right now. It's washing away! Aah!

Jan: Do not call me psycho!

Shawn-D: I was never in love with you, and I never will be in love with you! Look around! This -- this is crazy!

Jan: Oh, okay, Shawn, so maybe you want me to see another shrink again. Someone like Dr. Marlena Evans? Yeah, talk about crazy!

Shawn-D: Listen up to me. My heart belongs to Belle. It always has. You and I never had a real relationship.

Jan: How can you say that? How can you say that after all that we've been through together?

Shawn-D: Jan, I was trying to help you, okay? And I am still willing to if you will let me.

Jan: You and I had a baby together! We were planning to get married until Belle pushed me down the stairs and killed Shawn Jr.

Shawn-D: Okay, losing that baby must have been a very traumatic experience for you.

Jan: Our little love child.

Shawn-D: No. No, that baby was never ours, Jan. You were raped by Paul Mendez, and that was a horrible experience that happened down in Puerto Rico. I'm very sorry for that, but that's probably when this entire breakdown began.

Jan: Are you crazy, Shawn? Because I've never felt better.

Shawn-D: No, no! You shot Paul! I know that you remember that! It's right around the time that you got pregnant. That's why I said that the baby was mine -- to protect you and the life of that child. But I never should have done that, because lying just hurt everyone.

Jan: Oh, yeah. 'Cause you're lying now, Shawn. Belle -- Belle hurt me! She pushed me down the stairs.

Shawn-D: No. You fell, and you had a miscarriage. And then you found out your parents died, and you were all alone.

Jan: Except for you. Except for you.

Shawn-D: I understand why you're acting this way, all right? You're feeling alone. It makes sense now. But listen, if you just take these chains off, I will help you, Jan. I will help you any way that I can.

Jan: No. You're still lying, Shawn. Belle is a liar! She lied to you! Don't you remember that? She gave her mother an alibi, leaving her free to murder your grandma.

Shawn-D: How do you know about that?

Jan: Who doesn't know about that? I was there, baby. I heard it all. I heard you tell Belle that you couldn't forgive and forget, and then you dumped her. God, I wanted to jump up and down and cheer. But of course I couldn't let anyone know I was back in Salem.

Shawn-D: So it was you that was stalking us that entire time. Who else knows about what you're doing, Jan? I mean, look at this cage. Someone's got to be helping you. Come on, tell me, Jan. Who is it that helped you build this entire thing?

Nicole: God. What?

Brady: I heard you talking in your sleep. Who were you telling to kill Marlena?

Nicole: No, that was Bo, not me. Bo was the one who gave the order to shoot to kill.

Brady: What are you talking about?

Nicole: Oh, my God. You don't know? I'm so sorry, Brady. I hate to be the one to tell you --

Brady: Tell me what?

Nicole: It's all over the news. Marlena tried to escape from prison tonight. She was shot...and killed by the Salem P.D.

Brady: Wh-- no, n-- no, Nicole, that's ridiculous. That can't be. Somebody would have called me and told me that.

Nicole: I'm sorry, Brady. I know how hard this must be. She was your step mom, the woman who raised you.

Brady: My dad, though. I mean, is -- my -- he was trying to get her out of prison. Why would she try to escape? That doesn't make any sense.

Nicole: She must have been desperate.

Brady: Are you sure? I mean, you're absolutely positive that she's dead? I mean, there's no chance that she could still be alive?

Celeste: What's true, John?

John: She's really gone. It's so hard to make myself understand just what that means.

John: At least I can remove the cruel thing.

Celeste: [Gasps]

Milbauer: Oh, you're still here.

John: Well, it seems that somebody has to stick around and make sure you don't mutilate my --

Milbauer: I apologize, Mr. Black. I'm a man of science. I -- I don't like suggestions of the occult around my profession.

John: So you shove a knife in my wife's body to prove that she's dead?

Milbauer: A mistake. I am very, very sorry, Mr. Black. Mr. Black, it's very late. I must ask you to please let me finish my work here.

John: And what exactly does that entail?

Milbauer: Perhaps it's best not to be too specific.

John: Well, after what you did earlier, I want the details. I will not have my wife's body treated disresctfully.

Milbauer: Well... we drain the blood from the body and replace it with embalming fluid.

Celeste: Well, if Marlena were alive, that would surely kill her.

Milbauer: But she's not. There's absolutely no chance she'll feel a thing. I promise you, Mr. Black, I will treat your wife's remains with the utmost respect. May I proceed?

John: You're not gonna touch her. 

John: I need... a moment alone with my wife.

Milbauer: Of course.

John: Oh, doc... you're so much a part of me, I can't think of anything to do except go on living for our children. And I will see your face every time I look into our daughter's eyes.

Marlena's voice: Our love is eternal.

John: Our love is eternal, and I will hear your voice in every beat of my heart until we are together again. Now you sleep well, beautiful woman. I'm not gonna say goodbye.

Milbauer: You're welcome to come back and view the body in the morning.

Celeste: That must have been so difficult, John.

John: Yeah.

Celeste: And I'm sorry if I made it worse. But when -- when Marlena's spirit sat up and -- and spoke to me, it all seemed so real.

John: I'd do anything to bring her back. Anything.

Nicole: I told you you didn't want to see this.

Brady: I have to go find my dad.

Nicole: Hey, hey, I'm sure he'll return your call as soon as he picks up.

Brady: My dad always knew Marlena was innocent. He was sure there were extenuating circumstances. My God, he must be going insane.

Nicole: How can I help?

Brady: Well, Nicole, you can start by not trying to pretend that you care.

Nicole: Brady! She wasn't my family, but I know how devastating this is to you.

Brady: Nicole, you can just do your happy dance. You know why? 'Cause Marlena is dead, and Lexie will not be able to give her another dose of the truth serum, and the police are never going to know whether or not Marlena could have identified you and your accomplice as my grandfather's killers.

Nicole: Marlena could never have ID'd me as Victor's killer, because I'm not. And even if she did know something about Victor's murder, maybe she's the one person who could have cleared me. And maybe now I'll never know who murdered my husband.

Brady: What the hell is this?

Nicole: I was upset when I heard the news, so I started drinking.

Brady: Champagne?

Nicole: I reached for whatever I could find.

Brady: Kind of looks to me like you were celebrating.

Philip: Belle, what are you doing? You can't just stop the rain.

Belle: It's washing away!

Philip: It's just a drawing.

Belle: No, Philip, it's a promise from Shawn. I can't lose him. I can't!

Philip: Belle, listen to me. You did everything you could do. You begged him not to leave. And when that didn't work, you backed off and you gave him space.

Belle: What else could I do?

Philip: Nothing. Nothing. It's up to Shawn now to come back to you.

Shawn-D: Answer me. Who is helping you, damn it?

Jan: We did it all by ourselves, didn't we, kewpie?

Shawn-D: How long have you been planning this?

Jan: Oh, a long time. Do you remember that teacher at Salem high who said that I wasn't very creative? What was her name again -- Mrs. Cornmusser? Yeah, well, anyways, she was really wrong. Because I worked long and hard on this plan, and I have to give myself an a-plus.

Shawn-D: Yeah, yeah, a-plus felony, maybe.

Jan: Well, it's working, isn't it?

Shawn-D: No, no, actually, it's not working. Let me explain to you why. Because when I get outta here, which I will, I'm going to be going to the police and reporting to them everything that you have done -- stalking and kidnapping -- and then you, my dear, will end up in jail.

Jan: Wrong.

Shawn-D: No, I'm right. I'm right. You are going to be the one who's going to be living in a cage.

Jan: You're right. With you. We're going to spend the rest of our lives in our love nest, and one of these days, we're going to get married.

Shawn-D: I am not going to marry you.

Jan: Guess again.

Shawn-D: Are you crazy? No, don't answer that.

Jan: I have it all planned. There. Now you look perfect for our wedding. I can't wait. Can you? With this ring, I thee wed. With this ring, you me wed. I now pronounce us husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.

Shawn-D: Would you mind if we just had the honeymoon right here?

Jan: You bet. Here's our precious girl. Would you like to hold your daughter? Oh, I... forgot you canít. Now give Daddy a kiss. Mmmwhah!

>>Shawn-D: You have given me the most incredible gift.

Jan: You and me plus baby makes three. How's that for a happy ending?

Nicole: I wasn't celebrating. I was in a state of shock when I saw that Marlena had been gunned down by a police sniper.

[Doorbell rings]

Brady: Dad.

John: Hey, kid. I got your message. I was just on my way over here to talk to you.

Brady: Dad, I'm so sorry about Marlena. I'm so sorry. Is there anything that I can do for you?

John: Uh, yeah, you can come with me. I think we need to, uh, go check on Belle.

Brady: Oh, Belle. My God.

John: We got to, uh, we gotta call Eric in Colorado. Hopefully, this hasn't hit the national news yet. We gotta call Carrie.

Brady: Whatever I can do, yeah.

John: Yeah, why don't you, uh, why don't you get some clothes on?

Nicole: Please accept my condolences. Can I make you a drink?

John: No thank you.

Nicole: Well, we have to look at the bright side. Maybe this was the best way for her to go.

John: What?

Nicole: Well, Marlena was headed to death row, right? What a nightmare watching the clock tick down -- dead woman walking, all that stuff.

John: Is this your idea of trying to help?

Nicole: All I meant --

John: Marlena's death was a tragedy, and I, for one, don't believe she was guilty of any of the murders.

Nicole: But she confessed.

John: Unlike Victor's death, which was your special little project. And sooner or later, they're going to nail you for that. Now, Marlena may not be able to testify against you, but once they find that accomplice of yours, you're both going down.

Celeste: Oh, God. Marlena was... always such a kind person, but... in my vision tonight, her spirit was filled with rage and... someone else is going to die?

Marlena: Yes. That's it.

Celeste: Well, you have to tell me, Marlena. Who's going to die next?

Marlena: Everyone. Everyone in Salem.

Celeste: It's impossible. Oh, please. I just pray that Marlena's spirit never visits us again.

Celeste: The mortician was right. Marlena is dead. I'm so tired. My imagination -- it... it just must've been working overtime.

Milbauer: From hour to hour, we ripe and ripe. And then from hour to hour, we rot and rot. And thereby hangs a tale.

Belle: Philip. I'm beginning to understand how you feel, you know, losing a parent.

Philip: It's pretty unreal.

Belle: Yeah. One minute, I believe it, and then the next minute, I donít. I kind of feel like I'm going numb.

Philip: Well, people y that's our Body's way of protecting us, you know, when everything is too much.

Shawn-D: That's your own personal fantasy, okay? And I don't want to have any part of it.

Jan: Hey, I'm flexible. Would you rather have twins -- a girl and a Boy? Two Boys?

Shawn-D: All right, listen, you let me go right now, I won't press any charges, okay? I just need to get to Belle because she lost her mother tonight. If you'd just --

Jan: What part of "never" don't you understand? You're never going to speak to that little twit again, so get used to it.

John: You know how the cops found unidentified fingerprints all over this house? Well, they're closing in on a positive I.D. "dead woman walking," Nicky K.? Well, that's going to be you.

Nicole: You're grieving. I understand your need to lash out.

Brady: All right. Let's go.

Nicole: Brady. Give Belle my best. Tell her how sorry I am about her mother. They'll never be able to pin Victor's death on me now.

[Telephone rings]


Nicole: Hello?

Crystal: I can't take another night in this hellhole. I need you to post Bond now.

Nicole: it's not going to be that easy.

Crystal: Hey, I delivered on my end of the deal. I set Marlena up to look like she was making a break for it. She's dead, just like you wanted.

Nicole: All right, just calm down, crystal.

Crystal: I canít. I want outta here, and you owe me.

Nicole: I can't just write a check or withdraw a lot of cash. They're watching my account like a hawk.

Crystal: I am warning you, if you leave me here, I'm going to blow the whistle. I'm going to tell the cops who masterminded the jail break tonight and set Marlena up to die.

Nicole: Come on, Crys, you wouldn't dare.

Crystal: You know, I don't know all the details of why you wanted that shrink six feet under, but I'm sure the cops would be very interested.

Nicole: Look, I just need a little more time, okay?

Crystal: Unless you want to join me in this cell, you better deliver the goods pronto.

[Footsteps approaching ]

Nicole: Damn it. What am I gonna do? Brady's already admitted that he's monitoring my account. Okay. Okay, this is totally nuts, but it's the only chance I've got.

Shawn-D: You seem to think that this is sexy -- chaining me up, forcing yourself on me. Yet, I cannot tell you how turned off I am, and if this wasn't so... pathetic, it would be funny.

[Cellular phone rings]

Shawn-D: Oh, you better answer that.



Jan: What?

Nicole: I need you to do something for me.

Jan: I'm sorry. I'm busy.

Nicole: It's an emergency.

Shawn-D: Help! Help! Jan spears is holding me hostage! This is Shawn Brady!

Nicole: Oh, my God, is that Shawn?

Jan: In the flesh. I finally got him where I want him. But, Nicole, you're not going to tell anybody, okay?

Philip: Thanks. But, you know, cocoa's not really going to help you sleep, Belle. It's got caffeine.

Belle: Well, there's no point in going to bed because I'll never get to sleep, anyway.

Philip: Well, you want me to sing you a lullaby? I can carry a tune.

Belle: Shawn used to hold me before I would go to sleep.

Philip: All right. Well, come here. How's that?

Belle: Are you sure you don't have to go back to the base?

Philip: No, no, I'm good. I can be here all night as long as you need me.

Shawn-D: I am being held hostage! I am out on red oak road! Please send the cops! If you can hear me, whoever's on the phone...

Jan: Nicole, promise me you won't tell anybody.

Nicole: Believe me, I wonít. Is he in the cage?

Jan: Oh, yeah. He loves it. He has everything he'll ever need, mainly yours truly.

Shawn-D: She trapped me! She's holding me against my will!

Nicole: Somehow he doesn't sound too happy.

Jan: Oh, no, that's just a game Shawn and I like to play. I'm making his every fantasy come true.

Nicole: I gotta hand it to you, girl. You are nuttier than a fruitcake. But you do get the job done. So listen up. I've got another job for you.

Jan: Sorry. No can do. It's almost time for Shawn's hot oil massage.

Shawn-D: Call the Salem police department! Ask for Bo Brady!

Nicole: The massage can wait. I need you to bail someone out of jail.

John: You know, when your mother died, it broke my heart, kid. But... in my heart, I knew that she was gone forever. But this... this is different somehow.

Brady: It's entirely different. You know, with Mom, you knew she was sick. And you had months to deal with that, to accept that it was terminal. With Marlena, it was all over in a second.

John: Yeah, I hear what you're saying. It's just... yeah, there's more to it than that.

Brady: How do you mean?

John: This is going to sound out there, kid, but... when I arrived at the mortuary tonight, I... I thought I heard Marlena talking to Celeste.

Brady: Dad, it's impossible. You know that.

John: Yeah, I know. It turned out that it was just one of Celeste's visions.

Brady: Oh, really. Like the other... chat sessions that she's claimed to have had with all the other deceased.

John: Well, you know that I'm a skeptic. It's just that she has been amazingly accurate.

Brady: Dad, none of her mumbo-jumbo has prevented one single death.

Marlena: Celeste. Have you forgotten what I told you?

Jan: Yeah, of course I have the money, but I can't just leave right now. I mean, Shawn's going to think it's rude.

Nicole: If you and I end up on death row for killing Victor Kiriakis, you won't be spending any time with Shawn at all. Now get going, and carry out the instructions I gave you to the letter. And don't blow it. Wow, what a looney toon. But as long as she has what she wants, I'm sure she'll get the job done.

Jan: I am so sorry to do this to you, lover, but I have to go run an errand. But don't worry, it won't be long. And when I come back, we will have the rest of eternity together, I promise.

Shawn-D: I don't want to spend eternity with you. I just want Belle. So let me outta here!

Jan: La la la la la la la!

Shawn-D: Belle! Belle! Belle!

Belle: You make me feel so safe.

Philip: I'm here for you, Belle. Anytime you need me.

Belle: I always want to be with you like this.

Philip: Belle?

Belle: I love you, Shawn.

Marlena: I tried to warn you, Celeste, but I sense you're not listening. There will be more deaths. Everyone in Salem will die.

Celeste: No. No. No, no, no, this can't be happening. No, no.

Marlena: Celeste.

Brady: Well, Dad, no matter what I think about Celeste, I can definitely understand why you'd want to believe Marlena is still alive.

Celeste: [Gasping]

John: What the hell's going on?

Celeste: Marlena -- her spirit walks. I just saw her. She told me that -- that everyone in Salem is going to die.

Brady: What?

John: Where is she?

Celeste: There -- she's -- she's there. She's coming!

ďNext on Days Of Our LivesĒ

Sami: My mom's not dead, and I'm not going to let them bury her.

Belle: Shawn, where are you? Why has he left me alone like this?

Shawn-D: You have to take me out of these handcuffs. That way, we can really spend the rest of our lives together.

Hope: Bo really wanted to be here today.

John: You think that's why your son didn't show up, either?

Hope: I wish I knew.

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