Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 12/17/04 - Canada; Monday 12/20/04 - U.S.A.
Provided By Eric
Proofread By Lindsay
[Country version of "'Tis the Season" playing]
Jennifer: Oh, my gosh. Oh! Oh, my goodness. You are the cutest thing I've ever seen. Hey, there. Hey. Can I hug your neck, huh? Hi, baby. Hello. Hi. I know, yes.
[Cellular phone rings]
Oh, excuse me. I have a phone call. Excuse me.
Ha, ha, ha. Oh, gee. Hold on, hold on.
Jennifer: Hello? Hey! Hi, sweetie. Guess where I am. I am picking out our Christmas tree, and we are gonna decorate it tonight. Yes, tonight. Well, you know what, honey? I'm sorry, you need to be home by your curfew. Besides, it's a school night. Well, you know what? I don't care what everybody else is doing, and I am not gonna argue with you about this right now. Do you hear me? Be home by 8:00! She just hung up on me.
Jennifer: Well, it doesn't matter. This will be fine.
Jennifer: Oh, Jack.
We need you so much, Jack. Abby needs you.
Man: Merry Christmas.
Jennifer: Hi. Merry Christmas.
Man: You're Jennifer Deveraux, right?
Man: Actually, your Christmas tree has already been taken care of.
Patrick: Okay. That wasn't so bad, now was it, huh? Okay, okay. Hold on. Hold on.
[Knock on door]
Patrick: I wonder who that is, huh? Yeah, shh. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Shh.
Patrick: Hey, Mom, thanks for bringing it over.
Bonnie: No problem, baby.
Anything for my kids.
Patrick: What do I owe you? 50, right?
Bonnie: Uh -- oh, for the tree, yes. But for delivery and setup, it's gonna be 125.
Patrick: You're kidding me, right?
Bonnie: Hey, baby, time is money. And besides, it's all for charity, right?
Patrick: The what, send Bonnie to Nashville fund?
Bonnie: You know, that really hurts. You call me 20 minutes ago, ask me to drop everything and bring that tree over, and you treat me like this. I should have just stayed at the lot.
Patrick: Okay, Mom, I'm -- I'm sorry. Thank you. Thank you for coming over so quickly. All right, here's your money.
Bonnie: Now that I'm here, darling, I think it's time we discuss your plans to snag Jennifer Horton. Now, the tree is a good start.
Patrick: I have no plans, Mom, okay?
Bonnie: Sweetheart that's your problem. Now, the way I see it, there's room for two Lockharts in the Horton family -- maybe even three, if I can get your sister hooked up with that Shawn Brady.
Patrick: Mom, what -- what -- stop.
Bonnie: You know, it's like I've been always telling you kids, you've gotta keep your eye on the prize!
Patrick: Oh, okay. And now that you have your prize, how does it feel? I mean, why -- why are you scamming Christmas tree money out of people when you just married into one of the wealthiest families in Salem?
Bonnie: I am not scamming anybody. And besides which, Mickey is very proud of my entrepreneurial skills. Maggie's been trying to convince him that I made a mess of Alice's restaurant, but I am gonna show them all. I'm gonna make all my own money, and then I am taking my husband on his dream honeymoon to Nashville, where Maggie the cat ain't gonna follow us.
Patrick: There that's okay. Shh, it's okay. Yeah.
Bonnie: Wow. I'm sure Jennifer must really appreciate a man around the house who can do that. God, I never had one. And your father wasn't dead.
Patrick: Yeah, well, I guess I learned a few things taking care of Mimi and Connor.
Bonnie: You delivered this baby. Now you're changing his diapers and putting him to bed. What would he ever do without you? And he doesn't have a daddy. More important, what would Jennifer ever do without you? And when are you gonna help her into your bed?
Patrick: Mom, will you stop? First of all, Jennifer is not even ready for another relationship, okay?
Julie: Well, Patrick, I couldn't agree with you more.
Jan: Mimi, get away from that door. There's nothing in there for you to see.
Mimi: Oh, really?
Belle's voice: It's not like Jan locked him in a room, put a gun to his head, and forced him to say he'd marry her.
Mimi: Oh, my God. That's exactly what happened.
Mimi: It's about time you guys find out what Jan's really been up to.
Shawn-D: I don't believe this.
Belle: What is this?
Jan: You ruined Shawn's surprise.
Mimi: Where is it?
Jan: Where's what?
Mimi: Oh, like you don't know what I'm talking about, Jan! You are going to tell me the truth, even if I have to choke it out of you!
Victor: What have those guards been up to all night?
Victor: Are you all right?
Caroline: I'm fine. What was that?
Victor: An explosion. Maybe someone's trying to break into the castle. The guards have been on high alert.
Caroline: Do you think they're coming for us?
Victor: I wish I were. No one even knows we're here. The only way to get out of here is to get the intruder's attention. But how can I do that without attracting DiMera's men? I can't risk being separated from Caroline.
Bo: Come on, come on. All right.
Bo: Perfume. I smell perfume. Oh, my God, that's my mom's perfume.
"Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives."
Mimi: Where did you put it? Where did you put it?
Shawn-D: Hey, hey, hey! Mimi, stop!
Mimi: You're not gonna get away with this. It has to be here somewhere.
Rex: Mimi, what are you talking about?
Mimi: I'll show you.
Jan: Where are you going?
Philip: Rex, what's the deal with your girlfriend, man?
Rex: I don't know.
Philip: Maybe you should go find out?
Rex: Yeah, I'll go see.
Philip: Oh, my God.
Belle: Hey, Shawn.
Mimi: Where is it?
Rex: Is everything okay?
Mimi: Everything's fine. I need to speak to her for a minute.
Rex: You sure?
Mimi: Yes, thanks. Where is it? Where's the cage?
Jan: Unless you wanna watch the channel 9 Yule log all by your lonesome this year, I'd keep my mouth shut about all that if I were you.
Mimi: No, I won't let you blackmail me anymore, okay? You're crazy, you need serious help, and we need you out of our lives.
Jan: I'm not crazy.
Mimi: Hello? Locking someone in a cage against their will and brainwashing them isn't exactly sane behavior.
Jan: Cage? What cage? What are you talking about?
Mimi: Oh, my God. If I tell them the truth, they're not going to believe me because it sounds so insane, and you're going to deny the whole thing ever happened, aren't you?
Philip: What did Mimi say?
Rex: She said she wanted to talk to Jan alone.
Philip: Well, I can't believe she brought us all the way out here for this.
Billie: I don't smell anything.
Bo: No, no, I'm sure that's my mom's perfume. She -- she's worn it since I was a kid.
Billie: Bo, there are a lot of people in this world that wear that same kind of perfume.
Bo: This is an old musty castle. All the guards are guys.
Billie: So, what are you saying? You think your mother is here?
Bo: I don't know. She couldn't be, could she?
Billie: Bo, listen to me. I know the DiMeras are responsible for her death, but Tony is dead. There is no way that he could have gotten your mom, or anyone else here, for that matter.
Bo: Maybe you're right.
Billie: I think that maybe all this talk about me being a mother to Georgia has gotten you thinking about your mother.
Bo: Yeah, right.
Billie: Okay, now, let's go look for Georgia.
Bo: Okay. Wait. No. I'm not imagining this. It's my mom's perfume. It's coming from here.
Victor: You're awake.
Caroline: I could smell my perfume.
Victor: Oh, I'm sorry. The one comfort from home that Tony gave you, and I spilled it when I was rushing to the door.
Caroline: Did something happen?
Victor: I heard a noise earlier.
Caroline: Oh, why didn't you wake me?
Victor: Oh, you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't wanna disturb you.
Victor: What were you dreaming about?
Caroline: Our last picnic on the island.
Victor: That was nice, wasn't it?
Caroline: Yes, we thought it was the last time we'd spend with each other till we returned to Salem and our old lives.
Victor: Yes, but Tony DiMera had other plans for us.
Caroline: Why would Tony abduct us again? Why would he bring us here? What could he possibly want?
Victor: I don't know, but at least we're together.
Billie: What are you doing?
Bo: I have to see what's in this room.
Billie: No! Like you said to me a million times before, what if it's a trap?
Bo: It's a chance I'm willing to take.
Billie: Bo. Bo. Oh, my God.
Man: The intruders are down here. Quick!
Billie: Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Bo.
Jennifer: What do you mean my -- my tree has already been taken care of?
Man: Someone already bought it for you, and Bonnie's on her way now to deliver it.
Jennifer: Oh. Patrick must have arranged this, didn't he?
Man: Excuse me.
Julie: Yes, we are on the same page, Patrick. And you are right. Jennifer is not ready for a new romantic relationship.
Bonnie: Now, how do you know what Jennifer's ready for? Did she tell you?
Julie: No, she didn't have to because anybody who has ever really been in love knows that you don't get over losing your own true love in... a couple of weeks, especially when someone died as tragically as jack did.
Bonnie: Are you saying I've never been in love?
Julie: Gee, is this a trick question?
Patrick: Ladies, ladies, not in front of the baby. You know, Julie, Jennifer will be pretty upset that she missed you. She just stepped out to run a few errands. Do you wanna wait here with me and this little guy?
Julie: Well, I'd love to spend time with the little guy, but, no, actually I'm here to see my Auntie Bonnie. So glad I tracked you down.
Bonnie: For what?
Patrick: You know what? We're gonna give you two some time alone. We'll be in the dining room.
Bonnie: Uh, I have to be heading out, Patrick. I'll talk to you later. Oh, did you hear that, Julie? I don't have time for you. I got a business to run.
Julie: Well, you better make time, Mrs. Horton, because I have a business proposition for you that concerns your famous Christmas tree lot.
Bonnie: Oh, I just bet you do.
Julie: Yes, I do, and if you don't have time for me here, I'll follow your big, fat truck.
Bonnie: Oh, really, big, fat truck?
Julie: Well, it seems a bit overloaded to me, my dear.
Bonnie: Oh, I don't think so. Maybe your car's...
Patrick: Someone's out there.
Jan: Look at them, all enjoying my winter wonderland. I bet you they think it took me weeks to set up this room. I'm sure they'd believe that there was a big old cage in there, what, only a few hours ago?
Mimi: Don't play stupid with me. I saw it.
Jan: Where's your proof?
Mimi: You know I don't have any.
Jan: Now ask me where my proof is.
Jan: Proof that you killed Rex's baby without even telling him about it.
Mimi: I already told you, Rex and I love each other, and our relationship is strong enough to handle anything.
Jan: Okay. Well, then, why didn't you tell him about your abortion, Mimi?
Mimi: I will. Just as soon as I tell Belle and Shawn what you've been up to. It's time they know the truth about what a lying, conniving witch you are.
Jan: Well, then, fine, Meems, fine. Why don't we just get it over with? Why don't you go in there and tell Belle and Shawn whatever, and I'll talk to Rex about this. I agree, it's time everyone knew the truth.
Victor: Why don't you go back to bed?
Caroline: I've slept enough. Why don't you lie down for a while, and I'll keep watch?
Victor: No, I think --
Caroline: Go to sleep, Victor. You're getting cranky.
Victor: Well, I guess a few minutes wouldn't hurt.
Victor: What is it?
Caroline: I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I think Bo is somewhere nearby, and he's in trouble.
Man: They must be over there.
Man: Over here.
Billie: Bo's right. I do smell perfume. I gotta see what's going on.
Rex: Hey, you guys, check this out.
Rex: Is that weird or what?
Philip: Yeah, Rex, it's weird. Look at this place. The entire setup is weird. But then again, we are talking about Jan, so, you know.
Philip: Well, I'm sorry, but look.
Rex: I've never seen anything like this. You know, it really makes me think about what Cassie and I missed growing up.
Belle: I'm sorry, Rex.
Rex: No, it's okay. I just -- I hope that I'm able to do something special for my kids. You know, I have no idea what normal parents are supposed to do, but...
Belle: Rex, you and Mimi are gonna be great parents.
Rex: Yeah, I hope so. I mean, she's got this whole maternal thing going on.
Shawn-D: Yeah, well, I think we got a while. It's not like we're gonna be poppin' 'em out anytime soon.
Rex: Well, Mimi and I have talked a lot about starting a family lately.
Shawn-D: Are you serious?
Rex: Yeah, yeah, no, yeah, I am. It's -- you know, I've got a stable job at the university, and Mimi's almost done with school, and -- look, I know we talked about waiting, but I'm starting to think it might be better sooner than later. Mimi, hey, you okay?
Mimi: I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen.
Bonnie: Ahem, uh, no way, no how.
Julie: It's for a good cause, Bonnie.
Bonnie: Why don't you guys have another bake sale if the Horton foundation needs a tax write-off so badly? Why do you need the proceeds from my Christmas tree lot?
Julie: Because it is too late to stage another event. And need I remind you, you are a Horton now. Now, with that name, you have certain obligations to the community.
Bonnie: You don't need to tell me how to be a Horton. I know how to step up to the plate. I got some class, you know.
Julie: Oh. Yeah. So, I assume that means you will cheerfully donate the proceeds from this Christmas tree lot to the Horton foundation?
Bonnie: Mickey would want me to participate.
Julie: Oh, he'd expect it. And you know if I ask Maggie, she'd be happy to donate the money.
Bonnie: Okay, fine. I'll do it.
Bonnie: Oh, not so fast. You're not gonna swoop in here like a chicken hawk making all kinds of demands without offering to help, are you?
Julie: That was my plan.
Bonnie: Not anymore. You want my money, baby, you gotta work for it.
Julie: What do you want me to do?
Bonnie: Get into costume and sell, sell, sell.
Jennifer: Excuse me, little girl, what are you doing here?
Alice: Oh, Jennifer Rose, darling.
Jennifer: Hi, gram, come sit down with me.
Alice: All right.
Jennifer: Ooh, it's chilly.
Alice: Ooh, wonderful.
Alice: Now, how are you, Jennifer Rose?
Jennifer: Well, let's just say that I'm trying. How's that? You know, Christmas was so -- was so special to Jack. And he would kill me for telling you this -- you know 'cause he was a journalist -- but I'll have you know he was very sentimental. Yes, jack. Do you know that he saved every card that we ever got? And he even wanted to make egg nog from scratch one time. I know. And I guess it's because we spent so many holidays at boarding school, we didn't have those memories when we were young. And even -- even last year when we were so sad about losing Jack, he still left me the most special gift -- our precious little boy. And then for Jack to be alive again, and to lose him a second time... I don't know, gram, I have to be a mother and a father for my children. But there are days that I can't even get out of bed in the morning, gram. And I want my children -- I want them to grow up with hope, and I don't even know how to give that to them. How can I ever hope again?
Alice: You'll surprise yourself, Jennifer Rose.
Jennifer: Oh, gram. And I love my children. I am so thankful for them, but Abby is about to drive me completely insane. I don't know what to do with her. And I don't wanna lose her. So, what do I do?
Alice: Exactly what you've been doing -- patience. Oh, do you realize this time last year we were having the same conversation?
Jennifer: You're right.
Alice: Abigail loves you with all of her heart. And that's all that matters. It will work itself out in the end.
Jennifer: Oh, gram, you always know what to say. I sure hope that you are right because I don't know how much more I can take.
Patrick: Damn it, where'd you go? Gotcha. Stop! Chelsea?
Rex: Mimi, what are you so sorry for? What did you do?
Mimi: I'm sorry for... making you guys come all the way out here for nothing. I mean, Shawn and Belle could've been killed in that blizzard.
Belle: Mimi, it's okay.
Rex: What did you think we'd find in this room?
Mimi: I don't know, something big because when I came here tonight, Jan had the door padlocked. And when I tried to come in, she got all crazy on me. I thought she was hiding something just big in here, something that maybe had to do with Shawn and belle.
Rex: But you never saw what it was?
Mimi: No, she wouldn't let me in. So, I called you guys. I wanted you to help me figure out what she had in here.
Jan: Well, now you see. It's my grandmother's snow village. It's an heirloom. I don't even trust the cleaning lady around it, and that's why I locked the door.
Jan: Shawn, what's with the lamp? The lamp, all the furniture, they're the only things that have ever been in here.
Jan: Hello, lover.
Shawn-D: You're lying. That's a load of bull, and you know it.
Caroline: Why are you moving us?
Man: Get in there.
Victor: Are you all right?
Caroline: Yes, I'm fine. What's the matter with that guard?
Victor: He looked frightened. Maybe I was wrong, maybe someone is looking for us. Maybe it is Bo.
Caroline: You think so?
Victor: They were awful anxious to move us for some reason. Caroline? Caroline, what is it?
Caroline: Dear God, no.
Man: Is this what the Count wants us to do?
Man #2: Absolutely. There's no way either one of them will ever make it out alive.
Bonnie: Here you go, boy, yeah. Well, so much for our trips to the Grand Ole Opry and fanfare. That bitch Julie is forcing me to give all my proceeds to a real charity.
Bonnie: Oh, I know, sweetie, I know. [Sighs] Oh. [Chuckling] Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep. It's a good thing I took these tags off those trees. I better get rid of them right away. The last thing I need is a Horton snooping around into where my inventory came from, huh?
[Cellular phone rings]
Bonnie: Hello? Eugenia. What? All right, all right, I'll be right there. Oh, ooh, now, don't you look hot.
Julie: Say, forgive my ignorance, but what is the Christmas celebration that features a jalapeño?
Bonnie: Are you kidding me? Where I come from, it's tradition to hang a bundle of jalapeños on the Christmas tree. But in your case, just one'll do.
Julie: I'm not doing this.
Bonnie: Hey, remember our deal. Honey, suck it up. It's for charity, remember? Now, I gotta run over to Alice's. The heater's broken, and Eugenia can't get the generator started.
Julie: You're leaving me here?
Bonnie: Sure am. But I'll be back. Oh, uh, by the way, Dwight's not here so, um, it's just you, baby. Happy tree selling.
Julie: What are you looking at, dog face?
Patrick: Chelsea, what are you doing out here? I thought you were trying to break into the house.
Chelsea: I'm sorry, Mr. Lockhart. I was just waiting for Abby to get home.
Patrick: Why didn't you just come to the front door?
Chelsea: I would've, but she's late, and I didn't want her to get in trouble.
Patrick: You're right. 20 minutes late. Her mom's not going to be very happy.
Chelsea: I know.
Patrick: Do you want to wait inside for her?
Patrick: All right, let's go. So, uh, I thought you and Abby were supposed to be together.
Chelsea: We were. But she said she wanted to stay later, so she just said she's gonna go home with, um, Blake.
Patrick: Who's Blake?
Chelsea: This really hot guy from school.
Patrick: Does this guy have a driver's license?
Chelsea: Uh-huh, yeah. Uh, well, a permit, but anyway --
Patrick: Oh, yeah, that's reassuring.
Chelsea: Hey, this place looks really nice.
Patrick: Uh, thanks, I just, uh, I'm almost finished putting up the decorations.
Chelsea: Nice. A man who helps around the house. Impressive.
Patrick: I, uh, I didn't really do that much. Which reminds me, I need to finish up in the living room. Will you excuse me?
Patrick: Come on, big guy.
Patrick: There you go. Okay, where did I put that? Ah. Let's see here... okay. Here it is. Let's see... okay. That's a good spot.
Patrick: Hey, uh, you're back so soon.
Jennifer: Well, yeah, I, uh, went to pick out a Christmas tree, and I heard that you already took care of that.
Patrick. Oh, my goodness, you shouldn't have.
Patrick: I wanted to surprise you.
Jennifer: Well, you have. It's beautiful. Did you do this all by yourself?
Patrick: Yep, I sure did. Well, I did have a little help.
Jennifer: [Laughs] Oh, my goodness, thank you. Thank you for everything. You know, jack -- he used to decorate just like this every year for me.
Patrick: Hey, Jen, I didn't mean to upset you. I mean, uh, I can take some of this stuff down.
Jennifer: No, please, don't be silly. This house could use Christmas cheer right now. So could my daughter. Please tell me that she's home.
Jennifer: You have got to be kidding me.
Patrick: And before I forget, Chelsea's in the dining room waiting for Abby.
Jennifer: Abigail Deveraux. Do you have any idea what time it is?
Abby: Mom, I'm not that late.
Jennifer: Where have you been?
Abby: With my friend Blake.
Jennifer: Your friend Blake? Who's Blake?
Abby: Just a guy.
Jennifer: A what? Do I know him?
Jennifer: You know, when I tell you that you have a curfew, that does not mean that you walk into this house 10, 20, 30 minutes later. Do you understand me?
Abby: Okay, I get it. It won't happen again.
Jennifer: You're right it won't happen again because you are grounded.
Abby: Grounded, again, for being a few minute late?
Jennifer: Yes, yes, for being a few minutes late and for disrespecting your mother.
Abby: You know, if Dad was here, he wouldn't have grounded me.
Jennifer: Abigail, do not walk away from me when I am speaking to you! If you'll excuse me, I need to speak to my daughter.
Chelsea: Ms. Deveraux --
Chelsea: I'm sorry to interrupt, but would you like me to talk to her? Because, no offense, but it's not like she's going to listen to you right now.
Jennifer: Yeah. Go ahead.
Jennifer: I am so tired. I am so tired, and I can't do this anymore.
Patrick: It's okay. It's okay.
Julie: Yes, we've got flocked trees right around there. There's a beautiful pink one. It's immense. Grandma.
Alice: Julie, dear. What on earth are you wearing?
Julie: I'm a Texas Christmas chili.
Alice: You look ridiculous.
Julie: I know.
Man: Excuse me, ma'am. Do you have a tarp I can borrow to wrap this tree up in?
Julie: Well, yes, we do. We've got tarps right there by the world's smallest reindeer.
Man: Great. Thank you.
Julie: So, grandma, in order to get bonnie to contribute all the funds that she's gonna raise from this lot to the Horton foundation, I dress up as a chili and sell trees.
Alice: It sounds like bonnie has pulled a fast one on you.
Man: Excuse me, ma'am. Are you the one responsible for this lot?
Julie: Oh, yes, officer, I am.
Man: So you're the one collecting the money.
Julie: Absolutely. Your buck stops here. What can I help you with?
Man: These would be yours then? Julie Williams, you're under arrest for the possession and destruction of U.S. Government property.
Man: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Julie: No, wait, wait!
Man: You have the right to an attorney.
Boy: Hey, Mom, look, the hot pepper's getting arrested!
Shawn-D: You can't stop lying, can -- where are you going? Look, I might have had trouble remembering some stuff since the accident, but it's all coming back to me now. Yes, you might've had your grandmother's train set and snow village in here, but you had something else in here, too.
Jan: That's not true. Shawn, don't you remember?
Shawn-D: Hell, yeah, I remember. I remember being locked up in this room.
Victor: Caroline, are you okay?
Caroline: It's Bo, victor. He was here.
Caroline: I can't feel his presence anymore. Dear God... please protect him.
Billie: Oh... Bo.
Billie: Bo, God, please be all right.
"On the next Days of Our Lives…"
Belle: You cannot accept that, Shawn. I won't let you.
Cassie: If nobody comes for us, what if those who try to come for us are dead?
Billie: Come on, Bo, Georgia needs you. Your family back in Salem needs you! I need you.
Brady: Merry Christmas.
Chloe: Hello, Brady.
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