Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 6/9/04 - Canada; Thursday 6/10/04 - U.S.A.
Provided by Eric
Proofread by Niki
Kate: If computers could talk, Sami's could tell us how she's planning to destroy me.
Lucas: Will you stop it? You're being paranoid.
Kate: Really? Her favorite hobby is trying to eliminate me.
Lucas: Not anymore. Loving me has changed Sami.
Sami: [Thinking] Show me the way, Martha. Teach me how to get Kate Roberts into even bigger trouble than you are.
Martha: Now make that bowl sparkle. What you do with it after, as they say, is your own business.
Kate: Oh, God, please don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. I'm innocent! I'm not supposed to be here. Someone out there, they set me up.
Martha: Oh, yeah, I tried to tell them that, too. No one bought it. Now get moving, sister. Scrub it.
Kate: Aah! God...
Sami: [Thinking] Now there's a magazine I'd subscribe to. "Kate Roberts living... in the big house." Ha ha.
Kate: Would you look at her laughing? She's probably imagining my death.
Lucas: No, she's not. Look, Sami wants a family, all right? Sami, will, and me. She's not going to do anything to screw that up. Trust me.
Kate: Sami wants what's good for Sami, no matter who she hurts, Lucas.
Lucas: Damn it, Mom, why can't you believe that she's in love with me?
Kate: Lucas, even if she does love you, she loves herself more. And believe me, if she had to choose between being hurt herself or hurting you, she would break your heart in a New York minute.
Jan: It is so nice to come home to a hunk like you in my bed. [Turns music off]
Jan: Did you miss me? I bet you Belle never wore clothes like this for you.
Shawn-D: What did you do to her?
Shawn-D: What did you do to Belle? Did you kill her, you crazy bitch?!
Jan: [Sighs] I never liked little miss perfect. I would have been really, really happy to see her dead. But at the last second I, uh, decided to spare her life.
Shawn-D: Thank God.
Jan: Do you want to know why I changed my mind? There I was, all set to off the blonde bimbo. She was clearly in my sights when I suddenly realized Belle's not a threat to me. Do you want to know why? She doesn't love you anymore.
Belle: Mm. You know, I didn't know heading up this foundation was going to be so glamorous.
Philip: Well, my Mom goes a little overboard sometimes.
Belle: Yeah. Um, too bad she's wasting all this candlelight on me. You should be here with the woman that you're in love with, whoever she is.
Philip: I'm glad I'm with you.
Belle: I'm glad I'm here with you, too. But, Philip, you are such a great guy. This girl, whoever it is, would be all over you if she just knew how you felt about her.
Philip: It's not that simple, Belle.
Belle: Of course it is. Love is basic. It's primal. You just need to get some courage and tell her that you're in love with her.
Philip: It's you, Belle.
Nicole: You bring me down, Crystal, and I'll take you down with me. Keep your mouth zipped around John Black.
Crystal: I'm not making any promises. The man turns me to jelly. I think it's his voice or his smile. I'm hooked.
Nicole: Well, get unhooked, because if John finds out I paid you to set up his precious Doc to die, we will both go to death row.
Crystal: John is not going to find any evidence on me. Stop worrying.
Brady: I told you, Dad, Crystal just got back into town. She wasn't even here when Granddad was killed.
John: Mm-hmm. According to who?
John: Ahh. Well, there you have it. An airtight alibi. But you know what? I think I'm gonna check her out all the same.
John: I am gonna match the prints on this glass to the ones that were found at the Kiriakis mansion the night Victor was killed. Wanna bet we're gonna have a match?
Brady: I don't know, Dad. I guess that makes sense, if you believe that Nicole hired someone to kill her husband in the first place, which I'm not sure I do.
John: Well, I'm gonna prove it to you. I'm gonna track down the truth tonight.
Crystal: Did you miss us?
Lucas: Hey, beautiful, there's my girl.
Lucas: Um... we are, uh, a couple, right, Sami?
Sami: Lucas, what's going on?
Lucas: Well, I couldn't be with you if you weren't nice to my mother.
Kate: Jeez, Sami, I don't know. You never even bothered to finish high school, and yet, here you are, doing all this studying.
Sami: That's right, Kate, because I want to teach myself to be a high-powered executive, just like you.
Tek: Kate Roberts Brady, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Lucas: Stop! Stop! Wait! Why is my Mother being arrested?
Sami: Lucas, I know this is going to be a shock to you -- it was a shock to me, as well -- but the truth is, your mother stole money from the Basic Black Charity Foundation. Belle, Philip, you want to fill Lucas in on the details?
Belle: Kate was amazing at raising money, but she was also amazing at scamming ways to spend it on herself.
Lucas: Oh, no, come on, she'd never do that.
Philip: Some of the little goodies Mom bought herself -- a villa in the South of France.
Belle: A cattle ranch in Montana... a full-time pedicurist, paid for with the money Philip and I designated to inner-city pre-schools.
Lucas: I don't believe it.
Sami: Lucas, I'm so sorry.
Philip: Oh, Sami, don't feel sorry for him. Feel sorry for the children -- the children in the Sudan who are going hungry right now because our freaking Mother stole the money that was supposed to buy food for their villages.
Kate: Philip, Philip, I never meant to hurt anyone.
Philip: You tell it to someone who cares.
Kate: Oh, Philip...
Philip: You are a thief, you are a liar, and I hope you die in jail.
Kate: Oh, my God, don't turn your back on me! Lucas!
Belle: We have tons of evidence, Lucas.
Kate: That's because of Sami. She's been trying to set me up. She's been trying to set me up for years. Lucas, you know that. Tell them.
Sami: Lucas, your mother is facing over 500 counts of felony fraud. Look, I know this is a terrible blow, but I'm not gonna let your mother's lies ruin this company. Now we're not gonna be able to save the Basic Black name, so we're going to change the name of the company to Samantha's Secret. It'll be better than ever. Do I have your support in this?
Lucas: Yeah, what do you want me to do?
Sami: You just have to testify in court against your mother.
Lucas: No problem.
Kate: Lucas, no!
Lucas: No. As far as I'm concerned, you're not my Mother anymore. While you were out lying and stealing, Sami was becoming an incredible businesswoman. She was never one of Stefano DiMera's whores like you were! Wait till the jury hears about that, they'll find you guilty for sure.
Sami: Yeah, your trial is gonna make Martha Stewart look like Mother Teresa. Come on, Tek, get her outta here, and tell the judge "no bail."
Philip: Great idea, Sami. This lady's a flight risk.
Tek: Come on, let's go.
Philip: Get her outta here! I never want to see you again!
Lucas: That goes double for me! Get her outta here!
Sami: Lucas, um, come here. I was wondering if you could take Will to Grandpa Shawn's for me. I, um, I have some work to do, so I think I'm gonna be up all night.
Lucas: It's already so late.
Sami: I know. No rest for the weary, especially if I want to follow my dreams, right? Good night.
Lucas: Good night.
Sami: Good night, Kate.
Lucas: She's dedicated.
Kate: Dedicated. Dedicated to my destruction.
Jan: Belle doesn't love you anymore, oh, no, oh, no.
Shawn-D: Would you shut up? Please, you don't know what you're talking about. Belle will always love me.
Jan: Oh, you poor, deluded, misguided, gorgeous hunk. Belle is absolutely incapable of waiting for you to come back to her. To do that, she'd have to be unselfish, which she is not. I repeat, she is not. She's a selfish, spoiled bitch. You want to know what her motto is? Out of sight, out of mind. Oh, you poor baby, oh... belle's moved on with her pathetic life, and your heart's breaking. Let me make it better.
Shawn-D: Would you get off me?
Jan: Guess who Belle is getting it on with. Your best friend... Philip.
Belle: It's because of what's happened to me, isn't it? Me being so in love with Shawn, and instead of us living happily ever after, we are nowhere. You don't want to end up like me, am I right?
Philip: It's complicated.
Belle: I know, and it has to do with how you and Chloe ended up.
Philip: No, no, no, no. That is ancient history.
Belle: You loved her a lot. It had to be heartbreaking, her falling in love with my brother. I'm really not helping things very much, am I?
Philip: Why don't we talk about something else?
Belle: Don't do that, Philip. Don't give up on love. Don't shut your heart down. You've got so much to give a woman. Just tell her how you feel. Do it for me.
Philip: For you?
Belle: Yeah, you know, if you and this girl can work things out, then... maybe I can believe in love again.
John: There you are. I was beginning to think you slipped out on me.
Crystal: What, and leave you here alone? No way, baby. So, um, where's my glass?
John: Hmm... I guess the waitress must've picked it up. Nice to know that spill didn't stain your dress.
Crystal: You mean when Nicole threw her drink on me? Just kidding. Glad you noticed that the stain was gone. That means you're looking.
John: Kinda hard not to.
Crystal: Let's you and me go someplace and get lost in each other.
John: I wish I could. Fact is, I gotta get running.
Crystal: How can you leave me?
John: Don't worry. I'm gonna catch up with you later.
Crystal: I look forward to it.
John: Good night, kids. Drinks on me.
Crystal: You have got one hot dad, Brady.
Nicole: Shut up, Crystal. What the hell is going on, Brady?
Nicole: I mean it, Brady. Why is John flirting with Crystal? He never flirted like that with me before.
Brady: I guess you're not his type.
Nicole: I'm a hell of a lot more his type than she is.
Crystal: Well, maybe he likes me.
Nicole: The man was in love with Marlena Evans. You are not in her league.
Crystal: Well, I've got one thing going for me -- I'm not dead, like she is.
Nicole: John Black is still in mourning for his wife. He wants something, and I don't mean nookie. I mean information, so come on, Brady, come clean with me.
Brady: You've got one hell of an imagination, Nicole. You should write a mystery novel or something.
Nicole: I'm disappointed in you, Brady. I thought you believed in telling the truth. Well, give your Dad a message for me. He's driving down a dead-end street.
Brady: If that's the case, why the hell are you so nervous?
Nicole: Who said I'm nervous? I just don't like being under suspicion, that's all. And I didn't get to drink my drink, so I'm cranky. And since your old man has ditched us, I guess our night on the town is over.
Crystal: Don't call him old. Have you ever seen his pecs? They're rock hard. I would do a porn flick with him in a heartbeat. So, what do you think, Brady? Do you think that he would do it? I mean, it would definitely take his mind off his grief, especially if he did it with me.
Nicole: Would you excuse us for a second? I'm sorry. I just want to...
Nicole: You are a terminal bimbo. John is not interested in doing you for the cameras. He wants to nail you and send you back to prison.
Crystal: Well, you better hope not, or else your ass will be rotting right next to mine.
Nicole: I'll see you dead first, bitch.
Crystal: Yeah, right back at you. And, listen, I'm gonna go get my shopping bags, and then we can go. Can I have my shopping bags, please?
John: Hey, Tek.
Tek: Hey, John. Hey, someone I want you to meet. This is Assistant D.A. Ray Diaz. This is John Black.
John: Ray. I didn't think there was anyone I hadn't met in the D.A.'s office yet.
Ray: Well, I've been keeping my head down since I came to Salem.
Tek: He doesn't want to get sucked in by you big business types, you know, get in the way of investigating you, right?
Ray: No, not you, sir. Everyone knows the folks at Basic Black are on the up-and-up.
John: Well, if they're not, I want to know about it.
Ray: Yes, sir.
John: Ray, I was just kidding. I don't hire anybody I don't trust. And you can call me John from now on.
Ray: No problem, John. Listen, I was out of town when your wife passed. I'm sorry.
John: Thank you.
Ray: It must've been rough, the way it happened.
John: Well, things have been so strange for so long around here, it just seems like weird has become normal.
Ray: I hear you.
John: For the record, as far as I'm concerned, my wife was innocent. Yeah, I know, I'm in the minority on that, but in spite of all the evidence, I just...can't believe that the woman I love -- who I knew better than the back of my hand -- could've murdered all those people. There's gotta be an explanation. I'm gonna find it.
Ray: I admire loyalty. Good luck to you, John.
John: Thanks, Ray.
Ray: Now you... get ready to lose at handball.
Tek: Uh, right.
Ray: Next Tuesday -- same place, same time -- and I'm gonna beat your sorry butt.
Tek: Yeah, I'm sure.
Ray: John, take it easy.
John: Ray. Nice guy.
Tek: Yeah, you wouldn't be saying that if you were a white-collar criminal. He's as tough as they come. So, what brings you by, John? Could be the fingerprints of Nicole Kiriakis' accomplice.
Tek: Seriously? You know the unidentified set of prints we got from Victor's mansion? Bo and Hope just got an identical set of prints from Shawn's apartment.
John: What would Shawn have to do with Nicky K.'s accomplice?
Tek: I don't know, but it might help explain why Shawn's missing.
Jan: Belle's moved on with Philip.
Shawn-D: Belle would never do that. She loves me.
Jan: I was there, and, uh, they were really, really cozy together.
Shawn-D: I don't believe you.
Jan: Well, you don't want to believe me. But just think about it. Who comforted Belle when her serial killer mom died? Not you. Philip did. He was her rock. What happened when Belle needed you? You left her crying alone. Only, little miss perfect's not very good at being alone. I mean, she needs a pair of strong arms around her. Philip's sure got the muscles. Guess it was all that marine training. And now that he's on leave and you're not there, my guess is that Philip Kiriakis and Belle Black are going to be as close as two people can possibly be. Hey, but if it makes you feel any better, you know, this was bound to happen someday, Shawn. I mean, you and Belle always were kind of a long shot. You come from different backgrounds. You have completely different values. She's a spoiled rich girl. She's gonna be a natural at Mrs. Kiriakis -- giving luncheons at the country club and posing with her husband at the opera on opening nights. Philip and Belle are meant for each other... just like we are, Shawn. It's destiny.
Shawn-D: I don't believe a word of this crap that you are telling me, 'cause it's all just a big lie to get me to forget about Belle.
Jan: Yeah? What if I said I had proof?
Philip: You haven't really given up on Shawn, have you?
Belle: I don't know.
Philip: But you still love him.
Belle: I have loved Shawn for so long, it's like he's a part of me. But... not knowing where he is or if he's coming back -- I'm not gonna lie to you -- it hurts. And... he has to know how worried I am about him, and he hasn't even tried to call me, so... I don't know, Philip. Maybe he's not in love with me anymore.
Philip: Shawn still loves you.
Belle: You don't know that.
Philip: Sure I do. There is no way that any guy can ever stop loving you.
Lucas: Hey, have you seen Will's baseball mitt?
Kate: Yeah, it's in the hall closet in your apartment.
Lucas: All right, I'll get it on my way out. You want to come with me to drop Will off?
Kate: Could you just stop being so bouncy, like you have something to be happy about?
Lucas: I am happy. You're the one who's stuck on the old way of thinking about Sami that you can't see her for who she's become.
Kate: You actually believe what you're saying, don't you?
Lucas: Look, no one knows Sami better than me. I know she's ready. I'm ready. We're ready to have the family we deserve to be. Now, you can be a part of that.
Kate: Are you completely out of your mind?
Lucas: Mom, she's lost her mother. Her mother's dead. You could -- I don't know, you could kind of step into that role in her life.
Kate: Step into that role?
Lucas: Look, she's an orphan. She needs all of us. Look, she's trying. Just give her a chance, please? She's trying to bury the hatchet.
Kate: Yes, exactly. She's trying to bury the hatchet in my back, and she's using you to do it.
Ray: I'll take mine off if you take off yours.
Sami: Excuse me?
Ray: If your eyes are as gorgeous as the rest of you, it's a crime to hide 'em. And I should warn you, crime is my life. Ray Diaz, District Attorney.
Sami: Really? What's your specialty?
Ray: I live for catching white-collar criminals.
Crystal: Home sweet home.
Nicole: Don't you have some packing to do, Crystal?
Brady: Packing? Are you leaving?
Crystal: Well, I was gonna hit the road, but now I've got a mission of mercy.
Nicole: What mission?
Crystal: Brady's dad needs me to help him get over losing his wife. So I thought I'd slip into my new thong and invite him over for a drink.
Nicole: Would you excuse us for a sec? Come here, come on.
Nicole: John Black is I.S.A. The closer you get to him, the closer he'll get to finding out what you did to his wife.
Crystal: Die, bitch, die!
Nicole: Crystal. If John finds out what you did to his precious Marlena, he will personally bury you alive.
Tek: Well, these are just preliminary results. We'll run 'em again, but from what I can see here, crystal's prints aren't a match.
John: Damn. Damn it. Coulda sworn that Crystal was Nicole's accomplice.
Tek: Well, the computer's got a 100% accuracy rate.
John: Then why do you keep telling me "preliminary"?
Tek: Because I'm not gonna stop investigating her, John, that's why.
John: She was a porn star.
Tek: I didn't know that.
John: A porn star. Crystal Galore.
Tek: Maybe she has some other hidden secrets in her past. Let's find out. From now on, you won't blow dry...
Jan: You want some popcorn while we watch? Hey, better yet, I have some crispy chocolate bars. Fine. Suit yourself. But you might as well enjoy yourself. I mean, Belle sure is. As these pictures will show you, you're gonna see how hot she is for Philip. I'm not saying she doesn't love you, but, hey, love the one you're with, you know?
Shawn-D: Your lies aren't gonna get me to stop believing in Belle.
Jan: Okay. See for yourself. We start out G-Rated.
Shawn-D: Two friends having dinner. Philip just doesn't want Belle to be alone, since you've got me prisoner.
Jan: Yeah, but, I mean, look at her smile. She doesn't really seem sad and lonely. Okay, next shot. Hmm...champagne. I mean, most people drink champagne when they're celebrating something. I wonder what they're so happy about.
Shawn-D: Phil's just trying to cheer Belle up.
Jan: I'm sorry, Shawn. I was there. Your best friend and girl got way intimate. Take a look. [Giggles] That looks like a girl and a guy doing the nasty. Now do you believe me?
Philip: There's probably a part of you that wishes you didn't love Shawn anymore. It'd be a lot easier. But then I see you like this, and it becomes very clear to me that you're always gonna love the guy.
Belle: Why does it have to hurt so much?
Philip: I don't know, but it does.
Belle: Oh, God, I hate myself.
Belle: Here I am, taking up all your time, getting your shoulder wet and... you should be with the woman that you love.
Philip: No, no, no, Belle, there's no one that I would rather be with right now. Hey.
Belle: You are too good to me, Philip. What would I do without you for a friend?
Belle: Are you okay?
Philip: You know what? It's late. I should get you home. Come on. Come on.
Sami: I am so fascinated by what you do for a living, Mr. Diaz. I mean, chasing white-collar criminals. I just get the shivers thinking about all that money and power gone wrong.
Ray: Exactly. But if we're gonna get to know each other better, you gotta call me ray.
Sami: Okay, Ray. You can call me Sami.
Ray: Okay, Sami.
Sami: So you know what case really fascinates me?
Ray: Let me guess. Martha.
Sami: Yes! Oh, my God, I mean, it is so tragic and yet totally exciting at the same time. I mean, that someone so high and mighty could be brought down to the level of a common criminal. So, uh, you know, how much evidence did those prosecutors need to get that conviction, and could you see yourself really going after a high-powered businesswoman like that?
Ray: Oh, Sami, it's gonna be a lot of fun getting to know you.
Sami: Thank you.
Sami: Cheers to you, too.
Lucas: Damn it.
Kate: Well, get used to it. If you're going to insist on being involved with her, she's going to break your heart every single time. And the name of that game is deception. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Crystal: You can't just haul me around like that. You don't own me.
Nicole: Shut the hell up.
Crystal: Brady said he was going for a swim, and I wanted to see his muscles in action.
Nicole: Brady's mine.
Crystal: Well, I'd rather go skinny-dipping with John Black any day, anyway.
Nicole: The only way John Black wants you naked is being strip-searched in prison.
Crystal: You're just jealous because he was hitting on me, and you've got it all hanging out, and Brady's not even looking.
Nicole: You dimwit. You set Marlena Evans up to be murdered. If John Black finds that out, he will probably murder you himself.
Crystal: You are way too paranoid. I've always known when a man is hot for me, and John is on fire. One night in bed with that man, and he'll be like, "Marlena who?"
Nicole: How do I get myself mixed up with one demented girl after another? I didn't think anyone could be as stupid as Jan Spears.
Crystal: Your accomplice?
Nicole: Shut up.
Crystal: She doesn't seem that stupid to me. She blackmailed you, right?
Nicole: By the time I realized what a fruitcake she is, it was too late. She already murdered victor for me. Now the little bitch has Victor's will that would disinherit me. She got her freakin' fingerprints all over the mansion the night of the murder. Now every time I see Bo Brady, I'm terrified he's going to arrest me. But so far, the genius hasn't quite put it all together.
Crystal: You've been pretty lucky so far, right, Nicky?
Nicole: Lucky? How can you be such a moron? Jan Spears is still around. Only now, she's kidnapped Bo Brady's son. She thinks he's going to fall in love with her while she has him handcuffed to her bed in her country home. Oh, yeah, that's gonna happen.
Crystal: Oh, my God, sounds like the title of one of my movies -- "sex slaves of the rich and horny." It was hot.
Nicole: I am surrounded by idiot losers.
Crystal: I am not a loser.
Nicole: Get out! I paid your bail, Crystal. I gave you money. Get out of Salem. Start a new life. Just get the hell out of mine.
Crystal: I would love, too, sweetie, but I would need a lot more money to do that. I want to live the good life like you.
Nicole: Fine. I will give you the money. Just take it and go to Monte Carlo or Palm Beach and snag yourself a rich old geezer to take care of you.
Crystal: Well, I would need a whole new wardrobe for that. Oh, and some bling-bling. [Gasps] Some necklaces... and rings and earrings... mmm.
Nicole: Take what you want, you blackmailing whore.
Crystal: At least one of us is happy. I mean, this stuff is amazing. You've got great taste, Nicky. Oh. One more thing. Credit cards -- the kind without spending limits. Or I could go on another date with John Black and tell him all your deep, dark secrets. Your choice.
Brady: Hey, Dad, what's up?
John: Crystal around?
Brady: Uh, yeah, she's upstairs with Nicole. What's going on?
John: Let's go somewhere where we can talk.
Brady: Oh, yeah, in here.
John: Crystal's prints didn't match.
Brady: I'm not surprised.
John: Just because they didn't match doesn't mean Nicole couldn't have had another accomplice. You know those unidentified prints we found here at the mansion? They found another set at Shawn's apartment.
Brady: Dad, I don't know why you're so hell-bent on pinning this murder on Nicole. After all this time, no solid evidence has shown up. Doesn't that tell you something?
[Cellular phone rings]
John: John Black.
Tek: I got it, John. Crystal's going down. You won't believe what she did.
Philip: The wind had just picked up, and, uh, I wanted to.
Belle: I didn't say anything.
Philip: You were going to.
Belle: Philip, you know me practically better than anyone else. So I feel really bad for this girl of yours. I mean, I get to be here with you on this beautiful night and she doesn't. But when you get the courage to tell her that you love her, I know she's gonna be so happy.
Philip: What are you thinking?
Belle: About my Mom... how everyone thinks she did these horrible things. And about Shawn and how he just left town and he hasn't called me.
Philip: I'm sorry.
Belle: That's just it, Philip. You're sorry because you care. What about Shawn? I mean, doesn't he care? Doesn't he know that I'm still alive? Where is he?
Jan: Wow. That looks pretty hot to me.
Shawn-D: She always gets whipped cream on her lips. It's this cute thing she does when she's eating dessert.
Jan: Oh, yeah, a cute thing she used to do with you and now she's doing it with Philip. I wonder what else she's going to do with him?
Shawn-D: All he did was just wipe it off, okay, Jan? He didn't lick it off.
Jan: Aw... you're so upset, Shawn.
Shawn-D: They're friends. They were goofing around. It's all it was.
Jan: Uh-huh. Well, let's check this one out. Dancing. Oh...look at Philip. He's so in love with her. You know, you can really see it in his eyes. I bet if I can see it, Belle can see it, too. It must be why she's holding him so close, like she's never gonna let him go. Looking pretty tight there, don't you think?
Kate: I did not set this up. I thought we could come here to relax and get some upsetting things off our mind, and what do we see? Sami flirting her brains out with some strange guy. Do you have any idea who he is? Well, all this does is confirm everything I've been saying. She can't be trusted, and she doesn't love you. Honey, Sami only loves herself, which isn't to say she doesn't care about you. But she just can't help hurting people in order to get what she wants. And when it's someone like me who she loathes and despises, there isn't anything she wouldn't do to wreak destruction. Lucas, Sami seriously wants to hurt me. How many times have you heard her say so? When Sami smiles, I don't see a lovely young woman. I see pure evil. And don't you tell me I'm paranoid because I can't help it if you're blind.
Lucas: Yeah, well, I'm not blind right now. I'm seeing very clearly. Less than an hour ago, we had a talk about how -- how we were gonna be seeing each other, and we're gonna make this relationship work. She didn't mean a word of it.
Ray: Before I met you tonight, I thought Salem women were just all right. You'd be hot in any city, Sami. You got it all going on.
Sami: I'm sure you'd say that to any girl you picked up in a bar.
Ray: This was no pickup. I saw a beauty over here, and I just... couldn't resist.
Sami: I could listen to you talk all night, ray. So, why don't you tell me what you'd do when a case against one of those high-and-mighty white-collar criminals -- someone like Martha -- tell me just how you'd put her away.
Ray: Sami, winning one of these cases -- it's a total turn-on.
Lucas: I just hate it. You know, I hate it when you're right, but you called it. I'm the fool that wouldn't listen.
Kate: Well, honey, I hope you know I'm not getting any pleasure out of this.
Lucas: Women. Women think they can use me, they take what they want, they don't care how I feel. Sami's made a whole career out of hurting me, but not anymore. This is it. This is the last time.
Sami: Oh, what, are you quitting already? I thought we were just getting warmed up.
Ray: Just a change of venue. What do you say we go finish this discussion at my place? I thought I could show you my briefs.
Sami: Ha ha ha ha!
Ray: The legal kind. Huh, Sami? What do you say? We're both consenting adults, right?
Philip: I know you still love Shawn. But maybe you can take a break from thinking about him just for tonight.
Belle: I wish I could. Oh, my God. You are gonna be so proud of me. I just figured out a way to get Shawn to come back to me, and it can't miss. I owe it all to you!
Jan: Here. Take a better look. Now, Belle's body language really says it all. Look at how she has her arms around him and how close they're standing. I mean, the only way that they could be any closer is if they were naked. If I had to bet, I'd say that's probably what they're doing right now. It's really obvious, Shawn. Belle is really, really hot for Philip. This whole idea that you've got in your head about her missing you and crying over you -- I've gotta tell you, babe, I just don't see it.
Crystal: The only thing I like more than gold is platinum. Ha ha. I can't wait to go shopping.
Nicole: Those cards are only good as long as you leave Salem -- tonight. And you have to promise that you'll never come back.
Crystal: Aren't you gonna miss me? Even a little bit? You know, the sad thing is, is that I didn't even get my hands on the jewels I really want -- can't I just at least stop off and say goodbye to John Black?
Nicole: In your dreams, Crystal. Come on.
John: Yeah, I got it, Tek. I'll take it from here.
Brady: What'd he say?
John: Crystal was involved... in killing my wife.
Bonnie: Okay, mister... you ready?
Mickey: It's been so long.
Bonnie: You'll be amazing. I'm sure of it.
Belle: A girl would have to be crazy to turn you down. Just promise me you're gonna talk to her, okay?
Ray: Who are you?
Lucas: Should I tell him, Sami, or do you want to do the honors?
John: Nicole's friend is a convicted criminal. When Marlena was incarcerated, so was Crystal Galore.
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