Days Transcript Tuesday 6/15/04

Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 6/15/04 - Canada; Wednesday 6/16/04 - U.S.A.

Provided by Eric
Proofread By Niki

Alice: Here.

Doug: It's unbelievable.

Maggie: Well, whoever built this island Salem is so meticulous and so thorough.

Doug: Right down to the photos in this album.

Alice: All the copies of real photos.

Doug: Yes, yeah, now look. Look. Julie and I sent you that snapshot from the last cruise that we were on.

Maggie: Look. Now, this was from the night that Tuscany opened. Oh, it was one of the most wonderful nights in my life, all thanks to my darling Mickey.

Bonnie: There we go. Sheriff Horton, we have our liquor license. We are legit.

Mickey: Then it's a proud moment, indeed, ma'am.

Bonnie: Oh, Mickey, tonight's grand opening is gonna be the most wonderful event of my life.

Mickey: You've worked hard for it, Bonnie.

Bonnie: But you made it happen. Thanks to you, Mickey Horton, all my dreams are coming true.

Mimi: Whoa... very attractive, Meems. The model agencies will be knocking down the door. That's one of those charming little benefits of true love, right -- not having to worry how you look first thing in the morning? Whatcha looking at?

Rex: The parking space at Belle's loft. Philip's car is in it. And from what I can tell, it's been there all night.

Belle: Good morning.

Philip: Good morning, sunshine. Sweet dreams?

Belle: Oh, yeah.

Philip: Good.

Belle: Dad, it's me -- Belle. Um, well, call me as soon as you get this, okay? It's really important. I love you.

Philip: Everything okay?

Belle: Yeah, I'm just -- I'm anxious to talk to my Dad. I want to tell him about my plan and see what he thinks.

Philip: You mean your plan to get Shawn back? You really think it'll work -- this very mysterious plan of yours?

Belle: It has to.

Philip: What if it doesn't?

Jan: Oh, it's hard to look at, huh? Belle and Philip all cozy. I guess she really has forgotten all about you.

Shawn-D: That's not true.

Jan: Come on. You know. I can tell. Its written all over your face.

Shawn-D: Belle loves me.

Jan: Then what is she doing with Philip, playing chutes and ladders?

Shawn-D: It's not what it looks like.

Jan: Whatever makes you feel better, Shawn.

Shawn-D: Belle is obviously worried sick about me, and Philip is just comforting her.

Jan: Right. Because he sure seems like an expert.

Shawn-D: That has to be what it is.

Jan: She's not even looking for you, Shawn. Face it.

Shawn-D: You're wrong.

Jan: Look, out of sight, out of mind. Do you see that expression on her face? That is the look of a woman in love... and not with you.

[Doorbell rings]

Jennifer: Hi. Good morning.

Patrick: Good morning. I thought maybe I'd fix you some breakfast. You hungry?

Jennifer: Oh, my gosh.

Patrick: What, the alarm didn't go off. 

Jennifer: Abby was supposed to leave at 8:00 for camp. Abby, you missed your ride! Honey, hurry, I'm gonna have to drive you!

Patrick: Jennifer.

Jennifer: What?

Patrick: I think maybe you should read this.

Jennifer: What is this? [Gasps] Oh, my gosh, this is terrible.

Mimi: Are you sure that's Philip's car?

Rex: Positive. I am not going to let him get away with stealing my cousin's girlfriend.

Mimi: No, Rex, I will not let you do this.

Belle: I can't even think about my plan not working, because it's not an option. It has to work.

Philip: Belle, relax.

Belle: Philip Kiriakis, you know it is impossible for someone to relax just because you tell them to. It's like telling someone with insomnia to close their eyes and go to sleep.

Philip: Okay, okay, just don't relax then. How about you

Belle: Fine. Happy now?

Philip: Much better.

Belle: You're right. I do need to stay calm and focused. Thanks for staying with me last night. I would've gone crazy without you.

Philip: Yes, you really would have.

Belle: I just hope the couch wasn't too uncomfortable.

Philip: No, I mean, for one night, it's no big deal. But I do need to find a place to live at more permanent. So let's see.

Belle: What are you doing?

Philip: Rentals... bedrooms...

Belle: Oh, my God, you're looking for an apartment?

Philip: Yeah, an apartment. It's a place you live. It's got a kitchen and a bathroom in it.

Belle: Shut up. But you're still a Marine. Your enlistment can't be up already.

Philip: It's not.

Belle: Okay...

Philip: I he e decided to take some accumulated leave. And we've got this big project going on for Basic Black, right? So I need to find a place to stay off the base. You want to join me on a little apartment hunt?

Belle: I don't have to. I know the perfect place.

Philip: Really? Where?

Belle: Right here with me.

Shawn-D: You don't know what you're talking about, okay? Damn it, Belle is not in love with Philip!

Jan: You don't have to yell, Shawn. I'm right here.

Shawn-D: Okay, you don't know what you're saying. They're just friends.

Jan: Maybe you're right. The look on her face might not be love. It almost looks like pure unadulterated lust.

Shawn-D: All right, would you just shut the hell up, huh?

Jan: Belle is a lying, two-timing slut. I've been trying to tell you this for a while, and you just wouldn't listen. But now you finally have proof.

Maggie: It's a shame that Tuscany is just sitting there, closed.

Doug: Well, uh, Mickey had it open for Roman and Kate's wedding. And on Valentine's, well... never mind. It's not important.

Maggie: No, wait a minute. You just can't start something like that and not finish it. Doug, what is it?

Doug: Well, um, there was a little problem, um, between Julie and Bonnie Lockhart.

Maggie: Bonnie Lockhart? My cleaning woman?

Maggie: Wha-- but what does she have to do with Tuscany?

Mickey: Ha ha ha.

Bonnie: You...

Mickey: Me, what?

Bonnie: You have turned my life around. Hooking up with you is almost as good as finding a winning lottery ticket in the gutter... except you were nowhere near the gutter. You're far from it.

Mickey: Bonnie, Bonnie, I know what you meant, okay? Ha ha ha.

Bonnie: Do you have any idea?

Mickey: Idea of what?

Bonnie: I have dreamed my whole life of running a place like this. And you -- you have made me realize that dream.

Mickey: Hmm.

Bonnie: How about a drink? Or two?

Mickey: Oh, well, uh, all right.

Bonnie: Come on, I have just the right idea -- something special planned up.

Mickey: All right.

Bonnie: There we go. Whoo! That was close. Ha ha ha ha! Okay, and, uh... excuse me. There we go. Okay, we start off with a little of this. Just a little. A taste.

Mickey: Mm-hmm.

Bonnie: But... here's where it gets interesting.

Mickey: What?

Bonnie: Ha ha ha ha!

Mickey: Good heavens. Thank God. Oh!

Bonnie: It's called a depth charge.

Mickey: I never heard of it.

Bonnie: Well, it's like a boilermaker, only the reverse. See, you drink the beer and then chase it with a whiskey. Like this.

Mickey: Wow. Here, here.

Bonnie: Thank you.

Mickey: Wow.

Bonnie: The only thing you have to be careful of is the shot glass slamming into your teeth. Believe me, I've broken a few in my day. Ha ha ha! Go ahead. Bottom's up. Oh, give it a whirl.

Mickey: Okay.

Bonnie: Come on. Go. Go, go, go, go, go, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, whoo! Go!

Jennifer: I don't believe it. Abby got up and left on her own without even saying goodbye. I feel terrible.

Patrick: Don't.

Jennifer: She probably thinks that I didn't even care enough to wake up in time.

Patrick: No, of course she doesn't think that. Abby knew what you went through at the hospital and that you needed your rest. So she decided not to wake you. She kissed you goodbye while you were sleeping.

Jennifer: I know, but I wanted to say goodbye to her.

Patrick: And you probably would've hugged and kissed her a thousand times and given her a list of about a thousand things to remember to do and not to do, and, uh, Abby probably didn't want to hear any of them.

Jennifer: Yeah, you know what? You're probably right.

Patrick: Did you see this?

Jennifer: See what?

Patrick: Right here. The note ends with "I love you, mom. I'm going to miss you, but I'll write every day and call you as soon as I get the chance. P.S. Send cookies. P.P.S. --"

Jennifer: What? What? "P.P.S." -- What?

Patrick: Nothing, nothing.

Jennifer: What does it say?

Patrick: No, nothing.

Jennifer: Let me see. What does it say? "P.P.S. My love to Patrick. All my friends think he's a hunk. So do their moms." Okay. So you're just -- you're basically a hunk right across the board, it seems.

Patrick: Mm. Yeah. What is it?

Jennifer: I'm not going to be able to ask Abby if she's the one who ate the cake last night.

Patrick: Do you really still believe it was Jack?

Jennifer: Patrick, I know that it seems impossible, but I really believe that Jack is trying to contact me.

Patrick: Jennifer --

Jennifer: No, listen. The cake, alright -- it's a message. And, yes, maybe my mind was playing tricks on me when I thought that Jack's car was pulling into the garage. But I'm telling you right now, he's been trying to call me. He's been sending messages. I know my husband's voice. I know that he is alive. And I also know it is only a matter of time before he comes back to me. I know it.

Mimi: You can't just go barging in on Belle and Philip like that.

Rex: Why not?

Mimi: First off, you're half-naked, not to mention you're jumping to insane conclusions.

Rex: What's insane? His car is outside.

Mimi: Oh, wow, call the feds.

Rex: Then?

Mimi: Look, Belle is not going to just forget about Shawn and immediately go for Philip. That's crazy. Belle has only and always been in love with Shawn. And Belle even told me that, uh, Philip is interested in some girl. He just hasn't done anything about it yet.

Rex: Fine. Maybe that's true. But he's still hanging around a lot, all right? Too much.

Mimi: Look, okay, you know I was worried, too. But Belle has convinced me he's just being a friend.

Philip: You want me to move in... here? With you.

Belle: Philip, it makes perfect sense.

Philip: How?

Belle: Well, Mimi's hardly ever here. She's practically living full-time with Rex. I offered to take over her rent, like, a zillion times, but she always says no. She signed the lease, she won't take my money, blah, blah, blah. But she's working two jobs just so she could pay rent, so you could rent her half of the loft and make everyone happy. And since Shawn's not around, well, we'll practically have this whole place to ourselves.

Philip: Are you worried that people might get the wrong idea?

Belle: No. Men and women room together all the time. It's the new millennium. Besides, everyone knows what good friends we are.

Philip: Right, right.

Belle: So, you gonna live with me or not?

Jan: Oh, Shawn, I know you're upset. I know how hard it is when someone betrays you. And now you know exactly how I felt whenever I saw Belle slobbering all over you. Oh, thank God you resisted. You saved yourself for me. You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna make sure you forget all about her, because today I have a very special surprise for you.

Shawn-D: What's the surprise?

Jan: It's laundry day.

Shawn-D: What does that mean?

Jan: It means, silly, that while I do your laundry, you get to take a shower.

Shawn-D: Now, that sounds great.

Jan: See, I knew you would like my surprise.

Shawn-D: Ahh.

Jan: Wow.

Shawn-D: You know, I can undress myself.

Jan: You sure you don't need any help?

Shawn-D: Not just yet.

Jan: There you go. That should give you enough room to get to the shower.

Shawn-D: Wait, whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Jan: Yes?

Shawn-D: I thought you said you were going to unlock me.

Jan: I am.

Jan: There you go. Free as a bird. Enjoy your shower. But don't try anything funny. Not that you could get anywhere with that chain attached to you.

Shawn-D: Yeah, I would doubt that. [Chains rattling] [Water running]

Patrick: Jennifer, I don't mean to be cruel, but how could Jack be alive?

Jennifer: I don't know. But he is. I can feel it.

Patrick: But you were with him when he died. There was a wake, a funeral, a burial. You saw him laid to rest. I know you may not want it to be true, but Jack's dead.

Jennifer: And Julie thinks that I'm a woman who's having a difficult pregnancy whose husband just recently died and now I just want him by my side. She thinks that my emotions and my hormones have just gone berserk.

Patrick: That's as good an explanation as any.

Jennifer: Then why am I so scared?

Patrick: Oh, no, don't be. Don't be. I'll tell you what. How about I make you some coffee, then I fix you some breakfast? I mean, look, that was the original plan anyway, right?

Jennifer: You don't have to do that Patrick, really.

Patrick: No, I want to, I want to. I want you to sit down and relax.

Jennifer: Look, Patrick, I --

Patrick: No, that's an order. You -- you go sit down.

Maggie: What does Bonnie Lockhart have to do with Tuscany?

Doug: Well, you see, it was Valentine's Day, and, uh... oh, my, what a brouhaha.

Maggie: Do I really want to know this?

Doug: We were having a party for family and friends. Julie thought she was throwing it, Bonnie thought she was throwing it. And let's say there was not exactly a meeting of the minds.

Maggie: Oh.

Doug: As a matter of fact, it ended up with Bonnie shooting Julie right in the middle of her forehead with one of those rubber-tipped arrows and Julie chasing Bonnie all over the place with a set of Bullhorns.

Maggie: Bullhorns?

Alice: Bullhorns?

Doug: Yes. Bonnie had brought them as part of the decorations.

Maggie: To Tuscany?

Alice: No wonder Julie was upset.

Maggie: But Tuscany is about fine china and crystal and quality linen and art.

Doug: That's what Julie told her.

Maggie: Well, thank God for Julie, for keeping Bonnie from desecrating the place. Although I...

Doug: Hmm.

Maggie: I guess I can't really blame her. You know, when she was cleaning for me, Bonnie had this thing about southern country charm.

Doug: She still does.

Maggie: Well, it's all back to normal now, right? Ha ha.

Mickey: Aah!

Bonnie: Oh, oh, sorry. There, there, there, there. Oh!

Mickey: Oh! That didn't go down very easily.

Bonnie: That's because you're not used to it. Once you've had a few -- mmm, mmm, mmm.

Mickey: A few?

Bonnie: It sure beats that wine that Maggie had these cellars stuffed with, right?

Mickey: Well, the jury is still out, I'm afraid.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha! You! I still cannot believe how much that celebrity chef fellow paid to take that swill off my hands. Bonnie is gonna make a killing.

Mickey: Oh? So what do you plan to replace it with?

Bonnie: My new concept -- good, old-fashioned chuck wagon chic. Metal plates, plastic knives and forks, and good solid glasses -- the kind you can crack a nut with. Ha ha ha. Oh, Mickey, the food -- the food. No more of that Northern Italian glop. Guh-nocchi alfredo. Guh-nocchi al-not a chance. The only thing we are serving with cream sauce in this joint is chicken-fried steak and biscuits. From here on out, Alice's is gonna reek of nothing but good ol' country cooking. Burgers, chili, fries, beans, corn, greens, and buckets and buckets of ice-cold beer. Ha ha ha ho! Whoo! Look at this place. I tell you, Mickey, tonight is the start of a whole new chapter in my life. But don't you worry. I am gonna do Maggie's memory proud.

Mickey: You know, if Maggie were here, I think I'd know exactly how she'd feel.

[Cell phone dialing]

Man: Patrick, so good of you to call.

Patrick: What the hell is going on? Why are you gas lighting Jennifer?

Man: It's none of your damn business. And since you refuse to help us out, you'd better stay the hell out of it.

Patrick: I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

Jennifer: Jack? Jack, is this really you? How can you be alive?

Jennifer: I want to believe you, but you have to show me some proof.

[Water running]

Shawn-D: I thought that today was laundry day.

Jan: It is. I, uh, just wanted to see if you'd like for me to come in and join you. I could make sure all the parts you can't reach by yourself get nice and squeaky clean.

Shawn-D: Uh, yeah, no thanks.

Jan: Aw... why not?

Shawn-D: Just not this time, okay?

Jan: Fine. It's your loss. [Creaking]

[Knock on door]

Belle: Hi.

Mimi: Hi. Why did you call? It sounded all important. Hey, Philip.

Philip: Hey, Meems, Rex.

Rex: You sure are here bright and early, Philip.

Philip: Oh, no, actually, I spent the night.

Rex: Really?

Philip: Yeah. On the couch. I'm on extended leave from the base.

Rex: Welcome home.

Mimi: Uh, so, tell me.

Belle: Well, I was just wondering if you would be interested in renting out your half of the loft. I know you're practically living across the hall with Rex now, so I was just thinking, I don't know, maybe you'd want to --

Mimi: Are you kidding? That would be like a Godsend. I mean, not having to pay rent next semester would be an unbelievable relief.

Belle: I didn't think you'd have a problem with it.

Mimi: Problem? This is like the best news ever. I might even be able to give up one of my two waitressing jobs. Definitely. Totally yes.

Belle: Excellent.

Mimi: I could save a ton, especially since Shawn's parents are still paying his rent even while he's away. Oops. Oh, Belle, I'm sorry. Anyway, God, this is great news, huh, Rex?

Rex: I'm all for it.

Mimi: And he just g a job bartending for my Mom at Alice's. And the opening's tonight. You guys are coming, aren't you?

Philip: Probably, yeah. Yeah.

Mimi: Oh, probably? No, you have to come.

Philip: All right.

Belle: We'll be there.

Mimi: Good. Okay, so, anyway, wow -- renting my half of the loft. Absolutely. So who's the new roomie? Is it one of the girls from school? It's not Alexis, is it? You know I can't stand that girl. I've never heard her say anything remotely funny or interesting.

Philip: Actually, it's me.

Man: I don't have time to chitchat. Just stay out of it, or you may have another accident.

Patrick: Leave Jennifer alone.

Man: Sure thing. Whatever you say. You know, I don't know what I was thinking.

Patrick: Her husband's dead. She's pregnant. I won't let you hurt her.

Man: [Laughs]

Jennifer: Jack, listen to me. How -- how can you prove that it's you? "Open this file."

Jennifer: [Gasps] Oh, my gosh, it's our wedding vows.

Jack: I just wanted to read something before we continue with the ceremony, if that's all right. Ahem. Tell me if this sounds familiar. "Now we will feel no rain, for each of us will be shelter to the other. Now we will feel no cold, for each of us will be warmth to the other. Now there will be no loneliness."

Jennifer and Jack: "We are two bodies, but there is one life before us, and one home."

Jack: You see, this is -- this is a poem that Jennifer -- Jennifer read at our first wedding ceremony, and, uh... if it's all right with her, I'd like to continue now. It meant a lot to us then as a couple, and I think now, after all these years, it means a whole lot more. So... "when evening falls, I'll look up, and there you'll be. I'll take your hand, you'll take mine, and we'll turn together to look at the road we traveled to reach this -- the hour of our happiness."

Jennifer: Oh, my gosh, it is you. It is you, Jack. I believe it, I believe it. Tell me what to do! Tell me what to do to get to you! And we added loads of safety features,

Doug: Well, it's not back to normal. Uh, Tuscany's still closed. At least it was when I left Salem.

Maggie: So Mickey hadn't...

Doug: Decided what to do with it? No, not yet.

Alice: Well, when... I left town, everything was still very much up in the air. Although Julie was so hoping to run the restaurant and manage it for Mickey.

Maggie: Well, then if Mickey agrees, that's perfect. It'll be -- it will be just perfect when I come back to take over. Ha ha. [Glasses click]

Bonnie: So, how would Maggie be feeling? No. No, don't tell me. I-I think I know.

Mickey: You do?

Bonnie: Well, sure. She'd be absolutely thrilled that the place wasn't just sitting around, gathering cobwebs, that it had a whole new run at life. Kind of like a broad who's been around the block a few dozen times -- visits a good doctor, gets a little nip, a little tuck, a dab of Botox, a dash of collagen... trades in her designer dresses for some form-fitting pleather and starts partying till dawn! Ha ha ha ha.

Mickey: That's not quite the way Maggie would put it, but I do think she'd be happy for me.

Bonnie: Good. Because I am extremely happy. I thought the world of her, you know. Maggie. And I think the world of you. And I just thought of a perfect way to thank you for everything you've done for me.

Mickey: What might that be, huh?

Bonnie: I want to give you a very special ride guaranteed to change your life. Ha ha ha ha.

Rex: Look, there is no way you're moving in with Belle.

Philip: Whoa, whoa, cool down there, bro.

Rex: How could you do this to Shawn?

Mimi: Rex.

Belle: I'm not doing anything to Shawn.

Rex: I thought you loved him.

Mimi: Rex, stop it.

Belle: I do love Shawn. What are you -- wait, no, no, no, no. Rex, it is nothing like that. Philip is just my friend.

Rex: Yeah, some real loyal pal.

Philip: You are embarrassing yourself right now, you know that?

Belle: Look, Philip needed a place to stay, and this is perfect.

Philip: And Mimi needs the money, so what's the problem?

Rex: You don't fool me. I know why you're doing this. I know why you're so hot to move in with Belle. Because you're hot for her.

Jan: Shawn, what do you think you're doing?

Patrick: I'm warning you, you want to get your hands on Jennifer, you're gonna have to kill me first.

Man: That can definitely be arranged.

Jennifer: Jack, Jack, tell me what to do. "Go to the old airfield outside of town. A private plane will pick you up at 9:00 sharp. Don't tell anyone. And don't be late. Love, Jack." I'll be there. I will be there, Jack.

[Kettle whistling]

Maggie: I'll get it.

Doug: Alice, I didn't want to say anything in front of Maggie, but Julie is convinced that Bonnie is making a very strong play for Mickey, and that he is actually falling for it. That just couldn't happen, though. Could it?

Alice: Well, honestly, I don't know. Stranger things have happened.

Doug: I suppose so.

Alice: Hopefully, when we finally escape and get back to Salem, everything will be just as it was.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha.

Mickey: Ha ha. Aah! Oh, God.

Bonnie: Whoo!

Mickey: Oh, oh!

Bonnie: Whoa!

Mickey: Oh, oh!

Jennifer: "Jennifer, our love was made to last. Always, Jack." Always. Patrick, I know that it seems impossible, but I really believe that Jack is trying to contact me.

Patrick: Jennifer --

Jennifer: No, listen. The cake, all right -- it's a message. And, yes, maybe my mind was playing tricks on me when I thought that Jack's car was pulling into the garage. But I'm telling you right now, he's been trying to call me. He's been sending messages. I know my husband's voice. I know that he is alive.

Jennifer: I'll be there. I will be there, Jack.

Patrick: Don't threaten me.

Man: Don't be stupid. You know the deal.

Patrick: Leave her alone.

Man: Look, pal, you interfere with our plans for Jennifer, and you're a dead man. Simple as that.

Patrick: Jennifer? My God. Jennifer.

Patrick: You okay in there? What are you doing?

Jennifer: I can't tell you. There's no time.

Patrick: Jennifer, stop. You're not going anywhere.

Belle: Rex, Philip doesn't like me like that.

Mimi: I already told Rex that Philip has a girl that he's interested in. He just wouldn't listen.

Philip: What's it to you, Rex? Why are you so damn curious?

Rex: It's not about curiosity.

Philip: Yeah, right.

Rex: Who's the girl, Philip?

Philip: It's none of your business.

Rex: She doesn't exist, does she?

Philip: Okay, now you're just acting weird.

Mimi: Hold on, excuse me.

Philip: What the hell --

Mimi: Rex is just being protective of Belle. Maybe a little overprotective.

Philip: That's fine. I understand that. But I don't appreciate threats and accusations.

Mimi: He just doesn't want to see Shawn get hurt.

Philip: I'll tell you something, Meems. If Shawn does not come back right now from wherever the hell he is, he's going to lose Belle. And this time, it's going to be for good.

Belle: Rex, I understand you're just concerned.

Rex: I'm more than that.

Belle: But Philip and I -- we're just friends. We're completely platonic. There is nothing to be worried about.

Rex: You're sure?

Belle: I swear.

Rex: Okay. I trust you.

Mimi: Shawn will come back soon, and he'll work out whatever he needs to work out with Belle, okay?

Philip: Yeah, right. Right, right, right.

Mimi: Aside from that, do we have a deal? You get Belle the rent, and I'll get the rest of my stuff out before the weekend, okay?

Philip: Yeah, it's a deal.

Mimi: Cool, I'm so excited! Honey, we gotta get going because we gotta help my Mom set up for the opening. We'll see you guys later?

Belle: Okay.

Philip: Bye, Meems.

Rex: See ya.

Philip: Bye, Rex.

Rex: See ya.

Belle: Can you believe Rex actually thought there was something going on between the two of us? I have never heard something so crazy in my life. Have you?

Shawn-D: Give me the keys, Jan.

Jan: No way. Get away from me!

Sami: What did Will mean by that?

Lucas: Congratulations. We're gonna break our son's heart.

John: There will never be another woman like Marlena in my life.

Kate: So, what are we gonna do with the rest of our lives?

Jennifer: Are you interested in me?

Belle: Making love with you has changed everything about my life.

Philip: I guess moving in together was a pretty good idea.

Belle: The best idea ever. So he's like , what are you doing?

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