Days Transcript Tuesday 2/8/05

Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 2/8/05 - Canada; Wednesday 2/9/05 - U.S.A.

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Clara: Can you believe it? They offered to pay for my surgery, my stay at the clinic -- anything I need. That means someday I'll look like myself again.

Chloe: That is really wonderful news. I'm so happy for you, Clara.

Clara: The same people who helped my family with the giving tree fund at St. Luke’s. And the man -- I forget his name -- he said he could maybe even help me with my singing. How cool is that?

Chloe: That is very cool. Is this man a singer, too?

Clara: I don't know. I was so excited, I didn't ask. But I bet you'd really like him, Chloe. Besides being nice, he's totally cute.

Dr. Weiss: I can't tell you how grateful we are for what you're doing for Clara.

Nicole: She's a very sweet girl.

Brady: Yes, and very special. She reminds me of someone I used to know -- someone who went through a lot as a kid, but was blessed with an amazing voice and a love for music. And she would -- she would sing to forget about her troubles.

Dr. Weiss: How interesting. I know someone just like that. Another patient of mine who was also in a terrible accident. She's been helping Clara with her singing -- which has done wonders to lift her spirits. You wouldn't by any chance want to meet her, would you?

Brady: A friend of Clara’s? Yes, please. What's her name?

Dr. Weiss: Due to patient privacy, I'm not at liberty to say, but I'm sure she would be happy to tell you herself, provided she agrees to meet with you. She can be a little shy.

Brady: Well, tell her that we're looking forward to it. With all that she's dealing with right now with herself, to take Clara underneath her wing like that is -- well, we'd just like to thank her personally. I mean, that's cool, right? We can hang out for a little bit?

Nicole: Yeah. Sure. Why not?

Dr. Weiss: I think you'll find her quite remarkable.

Jennifer: Oh. Oh, Jack, I would give anything for you to be here with me right now.

Jack: [Muttering]

Man: Deveraux!

Jack: What? Uh, ye-yes, sir. Wh-what can I do for you, sir?

Man: We got a little problem here.

Hope: Finally got Zack back to sleep.

Bo: Good.

Hope: He's so excited that we're home.

Bo: Yeah. Kinda figured you might turn in with him.

Hope: Without saying good night?

Bo: Well, I know I'm not exactly your favorite person at the moment.

Hope: I still wouldn't do that. I was just reading to Zack until he fell asleep.

Bo: All right, 'cause I got this nice fire going. It's cozy over here. I thought, uh...

Hope: You thought what?

Bo: Well, maybe, we could curl up in front of it, and...

Hope: And what?

Bo: Have a late-night snack.

Hope: Actually, I was just about to fix something. I'm starved. How does soup and sandwiches sound?

Bo: Okay. I guess I'll just give Billie a call and check on her.

Hope: On second thought, why don't you fix your own damn sandwich?

Man: Here you go. Enjoy.

Chelsea: Thanks.

Abby: We shouldn't be here, Chelsea. We're underage.

Chelsea: Will you chill? Okay, the fake I.D.’s worked great. Besides, it's not like we're drinking. We're just sipping our diet sodas and minding our business.

Abby: If we're not drinking, why did we have to come to a bar?

Chelsea: There's one good reason headed straight this way. Hey, handsome.

Man: Hey, girls.

Abby: You're right. This is fun. It's so worth getting grounded for life over.

Chelsea: He probably just had a girlfriend.

Abby: Yeah, that's it. Oh, my gosh.

Chelsea: What?

Abby: You're never gonna believe who just walked in.

Patrick: Oh, wait. Allow me.

Billie: Gee, Lockhart, that's the first time anyone's ever held my chair at the cheatin' heart.

Patrick: Oh, yeah? I take it you used to come here a lot?

Billie: Yeah, well, you know, in my younger, wilder days. Felt like I practically lived here.

Lucas: Come on, come on. What is it? Did something happen to Sami? Mom, tell me.

Kate: No, as far as I know, she's, uh, she's fine.

Lucas: All right, well then, why are you doing this? Why are you crying?

Kate: It's about the private eye that I hired to follow her.

Lucas: Okay, you said you called them off.

Kate: Yes, but the thing is is that he was already watching the apartment, and he got suspicious when she left suddenly. Because of the, um, the late hour, and because it was the night before her wedding. So he decided to follow her.

Lucas: So what? That doesn't mean anything. She just went out for some last-minute things -- you know, for the wedding. She probably needed makeup and hairspray. You know how she is. But I guarantee you, she is in that apartment right now.

Kate: No, that's just the thing, honey. She's not.

Lucas: Of course she is. Why wouldn't she be? You know what? I'm gonna prove it to you. I'm gonna prove -- I'll prove it to you that she is in her apartment right now.

Kate: Well?

Lucas: Her, uh, answering machine's on.

Kate: You don't think that she would, uh, hear the phone?

Lucas: Well, no, she could be asleep.

Kate: Do you really believe that, Lucas?

Lucas: You know what? Let me check on her. I'm just gonna check on her and make sure she's okay. Everything's gonna be fine, you'll see.

Kate: I really hate to hurt you like this, Lucas, but if I don't, Sami will destroy your life as only she can.

Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.

Bo: Hope, take it easy before you blow --

Hope: Don't tell me to take it easy, okay? We've been home 20 minutes, and you're already calling Billie? What on earth for?

Bo: I don't like the fact that she's out with Lockhart.

Hope: She's a grown woman, okay? An I.S.A. agent? I think she can take care of herself, Bo, okay? Get out of my way. Or is it that you're jealous?

Bo: Yeah, right. I'm just looking out for her --

Hope: Looking out for her? Because what?

Bo: How many times do I have to say this? I don't trust Lockhart. He's still in bed with the DiMeras.

Hope: You're so wrong. He has done nothing but try to help us --

Bo: Oh, my God.

Hope: Don't "oh, my God" me.

Bo: What is it with him? He's got you and Jen and Billie wrapped around his finger. He's working all three of you.

Hope: You are pathetic.

Bo: Oh, yeah? Did I not see a picture of you kissing him in that inn in Europe?

Hope: I already explained --

Bo: I know what it's about, Hope. He's trying to come between the two of us, and obviously it's working. This is more proof that he's on the DiMera payroll.

Abby: I don't believe this. I am so dead.

Chelsea: You're not dead, you idiot. Just don't let them see you.

Abby: What if they already have?

Chelsea: Uh, I think Patrick would be over here by now, kicking us out the door and calling your mother.

Abby: Yeah, I guess you're right.

Chelsea: Duh.

Abby: What's he doing here, anyway?

Chelsea: He's with that woman that's been to your house a couple times. What's her name, Billie something?

Abby: Billie Reed.

Chelsea: What's her story?

Abby: I don't know. She used to be friends with my mom, back when she lived here before. And way back when, she hooked up with my uncle Bo when they thought my aunt Hope was dead. Only she wasn’t. She was really... never mind. It's way too complicated to explain. But now, Billie and Bo are trying to find their missing kid who they thought was stillborn and taken at birth from Billie by the DiMeras --

Chelsea: Okay, okay. All I wanna know is... is Billie interested in Patrick?

Patrick: Hey, thanks.

Man: All right, thanks, man.

Patrick: There you go.

Billie: Oh. You got me a beer?

Patrick: Yeah. Oh, I'm sorry. Did you want something else?

Billie: Nope. No, this is fine. Fine.

Patrick: Okay, then here's to, uh, finding your daughter, and returning her to her mother, where she belongs.

Billie: From your lips to God's ears.

[Cellular phone rings]

[Ring]

Kate: Hello?

Eugenia: Hey, it's me.

Kate: This is not a good time.

Eugenia: You're telling me. I just got busted outside Brandon’s door.

Kate: Oh, no.

Eugenia: Yeah. It's okay. I'm now disguised as a maid. Everything's cool.

Kate: Great. How's the happy couple?

Eugenia: They're still knocked out. But you know what? Those drugs that we slipped them aren't gonna last forever. What the hell is taking you so long to get Lucas over here?

Kate: Look, I have to be careful, okay? I cannot let him get the least bit suspicious of me.

Lucas: She's gone. You're right. She's not in her apartment. Who are you talking to? Who are you talking to? Is that Sami? Here, let me talk to her. Let me talk to her.

[Doorbell rings]

Jennifer: My goodness. Who in the world? Julie, what -- what in the world are you doing here? Is everything all right? Come in, it's freezing.

Julie: I hope I'm not bothering you. I could not sleep, and so I went for a drive, and then I saw your house and the light was on, my little cousin was awake.

Jennifer: No, you're not bothering me. Why couldn't you sleep? What's on your mind?

Julie: Oh, this business with uncle Mickey and Maggie and that creature Bonnie Lockhart. Every time I think about how she is using him -- and then, of course, my darling Doug sings out loud in his sleep. So I've been awake for hours.

Jennifer: I'm sorry. Are you okay?

Julie: I'm all right, but I needed some air. How about you? What are you doing up in the middle of the night?

Jennifer: I, uh -- Bo and Hope and Billie and Patrick -- they just got back from Europe.

Julie: They did? Well, what happened? Did they find her?

Jennifer: No, no. They had no luck at all finding Georgia.

Julie: Maybe it's for the best.

Jennifer: Do you really think so?

Julie: Well, of course, I want the child to be all right, but I can't help but look at what this is doing to Bo and Hope. And I think it's just gonna get worse. As a matter of fact, I

probably should go see hope tomorrow, talk to her, and... what's the matter? You look so sad.

Jennifer: Hmm? I'm sorry. I just, uh, I'm just in a mood, I think. Abby's spending the night at Chelsea’s, and everybody just left. So I was just here, feeling alone and really sorry for myself.

Julie: Well, we've just gotta snap you out of it, darling.

Jack: Uh, is there a problem, sir?

Man: I'll tell you what the problem is. You're in big trouble.

Jack: Wait a minute. I thought we had a deal.

Man: Look at this shirt, huh? It's as stiff as a board. Now, did I or did I not tell you easy on the starch?

Jack: I'm sorry, you're right. It's just really difficult when you try to mix up the starch in the water by hand. You see, usually -- usually, you know, I take a spray bottle of starch and I iron, and it's just so much easier to control.

Man: Whoa. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Now, you never told me you knew how to iron.

Chloe: Well, Clara, I don't care that this man is cute, but I'm really grateful that he and, uh -- what is it, his wife? Whatever. I'm really happy that they're doing such a nice thing for you.

Clara: I don't think they're married. They have different last names. I can't remember hers either. It's sorta long and foreign-sounding.

Chloe: Hmm. Well, it was very sweet of them to come all this way to give you the news -- especially so late.

Nancy: Speaking of late, shouldn't you be in bed?

Chloe: An excellent point.

Clara: But you guys know that I have trouble sleeping.

Chloe: Hmm, well, you should you try.

Clara: Okay. But just one more thing before I go?

Chloe: What?

Clara: I've been working on that exercise you taught me, but I'm not sure that I have it right. Could you do it one more time for me?

Nancy: She'd love to.

Chloe: [Clears throat]

Me

may

maw

mow

moo

Clara: Yes, that's perfect. I wish I could do it like that.

Chloe: Well, you can. You just have to keep practicing. We'll try it together later.

Nancy: I'm gonna go get you some tea for your throat.

Chloe: Thanks, mom. All right, I'll show you again.

Me

may

maw

mow

moo

Nicole: If I may ask, doctor, what makes this woman so remarkable, exactly?

Dr. Weiss: Well, for one thing, she's something of an enigma. For instance, while quite negative with regards to her own prognosis, she has nothing but the most positive words of encouragement for her fellow patients -- like young Clara.

Nicole: I see.

Dr. Weiss: As I understand, she once had a very promising career herself before that was tragically cut short by her accident. At any rate, I will go see if she's awake, and if she'd like to meet you.

Nicole: Don't push it, doctor. I mean, if she's shy, and doesn't want to, it is all right.

Dr. Weiss: Well, given how close she's become with Clara, I have a feeling she'll be happy to.

Brady: Thank you, doctor. We'll be waiting right here.

[Door opens]

Chloe: Me

may

maw

mow...

[Door closes, singing stops]

Brady: That sounded like Chloe.

Hope: I honestly -- I-I just don't believe what I'm hearing. I mean, you really think that Patrick’s trying to come between us?

Bo: Pictures don't lie.

Hope: How many times do I have to tell you? He was creating a distraction so we wouldn't get caught. There was a surveillance camera, Bo, and we were just posing as a romantic couple on vacation.

Bo: And him putting his arm around you wouldn't have been enough?

Hope: Don't turn this thing around, okay? Because if anyone has a right to be upset, it is me, okay? You flew off to Europe with Billie without even letting me know, where you proceeded to almost get yourself killed... again.

Bo: So, you're still angry --

Hope: Angry, no, I am not angry. I am so furious at you!

Bo: Good. Glad to hear it.

Hope: "Good"? "Glad to hear it"? You're glad that I'm furious at you?

Bo: Yeah, if you weren't furious with me, then I'd really have something to be worried about.

Billie: Ahh. Just what I needed. Although it probably isn't --

[Cellular phone rings]

Patrick: Whoa, excuse me.

[Ring]

Patrick: I need to take this. Hello? Yeah, yeah, this is he. What -- what's that? Uh, yeah, listen, I can barely hear you. I'm gonna step outside. Yeah, hold on. Do you mind? It's a guy about a job.

Billie: No, go right ahead. Just make sure it's legit this time.

Patrick: Ha, good one. I won't be long.

Billie: Okay.

Billie: Ahh!

Man: Hi there.

Billie: Hi.

Man: I'm Mace, and you look like you could use another beer.

Billie: Sure. Why not?

Lucas: Sami, is that you? Where are you?

Eugenia: [Disguises voice] Excuse me. Um, who is this? What happened to Mrs. Brady?

Lucas: Um, sorry about that. I thought you were somebody else.

Eugenia: Will you please assure her that the flowers will be delivered to the church bright and early as planned.

Lucas: Yeah, yeah, I'll tell her. Thanks. It was the florist.

Kate: I know.

Lucas: The flowers are gonna be there, all right? Don't worry about it.

Kate: Oh, good. That's good.

Lucas: I just wish I knew where Sami was.

Kate: So, she wasn't home?

Lucas: No, she wasn’t. And please save it, all right. I have a pretty good idea of what your P.I. found out. She's gone, right? She skipped town on me? She got cold feet? She doesn't love me? She doesn't wanna marry me? What? I can take it. Tell me.

Kate: No. No, that's not what happened.

Lucas: It's not?

Kate: No.

Lucas: Then what is it?

Kate: It's something... much worse.

Jack: I'm sorry, captain, but this is where I draw the line. I don't care if I have to walk the plank, no ironing. And I don't do portholes either, and that's final.

Man: Oh, really? And need I remind you, that you're working off your passage here in trade, and should that pledge go unfulfilled, I can keep you from disembarking, and put you back from whence you came.

Jack: Well, now that you mention it, I don't mind ironing at all. In fact, I love it. In fact, I can't get enough of it.

Man: I thought as much.

Jack: Look, I just got a question -- just one question. What ever happened to "give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses"?

Man: Lady liberty, right? Well, she won't be long.

Jack: She won't be long? You mean we're close? We're almost home?

Man: Yeah, like I said, she won't be long. It's just another port. Carry on. Easy on the starch.

Jack: Aye-aye. Aye-aye, captain. Aye-aye. Aye-aye. Aye, Jennifer. Aargh. Oh, I won't be long now. I'm coming home, Jennifer. I'm coming home. I'm coming home.

Julie: You know, maybe you need more time alone? I would love to watch Jack, Jr. For you.

Jennifer: Julie, please. Thank you, but being alone is the last thing that I need right now. And taking care of Jack, Jr. is one of the few joys that I have these days.

Julie: There must be something I can do.

Jennifer: Well, not unless you know of a way to bring my husband back.

Julie: Oh, darling.

Brady: The singing... it's stopped.

Nicole: No, Brady. Brady, Brady, Brady.

Brady: Nicole, I have to find out who it was and where it was coming from.

Nicole: Now, Brady, wait. It couldn't have been Chloe. You know that. She's dead. Her mother came all the way back here to scatter her ashes.

Brady: Nicole, it sounded so much like her. I know it wasn't as full and beautiful, but it sounded like her.

Nicole: Brady, please don't do this to yourself. She's gone.

Brady: I know she's gone. I know it's impossible, it can't be her. But you know what? There's a small part of me that just doesn't wanna believe that.

Nicole: I know. And I also know a part of you will never completely be -- be able to let go of her.

Brady: And that's not fair to you, is it?

Nicole: As long as I get the rest of you, I can deal with it.

[Footsteps approach]

Dr. Weiss: Okay, without mentioning your name, of course, I did tell them a little bit about you. And given all that they're doing for Clara, I thought they might be interested to know how you've been helping her as well. And they were -- very interested.

Clara: See? I told you he would like you. I mean, they would like you.

Chloe: Well, dr. Weiss, believe me, I think it's really a wonderful thing that these people made it possible for Clara to continue on here, but I don't really understand the point in my meeting them.

Dr. Weiss: Well, not to be crass, but the young woman happens to be the widow of a very wealthy and powerful businessman. And she heads up a sizable charitable foundation in his name.

Chloe: And you're hoping that others might benefit from her possible future support?

Dr. Weiss: Still, it is entirely your decision. I really don't mean to put pressure on you.

Nancy: Sweetheart, I think you should do it. I really, really do.

Hope: Okay, let me see if I get this straight. You're happy that I'm furious at -- at you?

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Hope: Because it's proof of how much I love you?

Bo: Well, yeah. If you didn't love me so much, you wouldn't be so furious.

Hope: And this is supposed to make me feel good?

Bo: Eventually. 'Cause actually, you gettin' mad is good for you.

Hope: How do you figure that?

Bo: 'Cause the madder you get, the harder I have to work to get you to forgive me.

Hope: Work?

Bo: Mm-hmm. It's tough, but somebody's gotta do it.

Hope: Don't you have a phone call to make?

Bo: Actually, I kinda rethunk that.

Hope: Oh? Finally see the light?

Bo: Mm-hmm. Can we start with the making up part of this?

Hope: I thought you were hungry.

Bo: I am.

Hope: For food.

Bo: No. Come here.

Hope: Bo, I am furious --

Bo: I know you are.

Hope: I'm not gonna make it easy for you.

[Country music plays]

Man: I was getting

kinda tired

of her endless chatter

nothing I could say

ever seemed to matter

so I took a little drive...

Abby: Tell me Billie is not really hooking up with that guy.

Chelsea: I say go for it, Billie. As long as you're not after my man.

Abby: As if it would make any difference. Patrick is so not into you.

Chelsea: We'll see about that. Wait, where do you think he went anyway?

Abby: I have no idea. All I know is he cannot see us here.

Man: I want the cash as soon as it gets here. You got it?

Patrick: Yeah, I got it. As long as the price doesn't change at the last minute.

Man: A deal's a deal. You just keep up your end. 'Cause if you don't --

Patrick: Like I said, I got it.

Man: I'll be in touch.

Was a little less talk

and a lot more action

a little less talk

if you please

a lot more loving...

Chelsea: Damn, that is one horny guy.

Abby: He's coming on pretty strong, if you ask me.

With a little less talk

and a lot more action

Lucas: Mom, what could be worse that Sami bailing on our wedding, huh?

Kate: It's just so hard for me to tell you this, Lucas.

Lucas: Well, just say it.

Kate: It's the private detective. He, um...

Lucas: What? What? He what?

Kate: He followed Sami to, um, to a hotel. And she went into a man's room.

Lucas: What?

Kate: That's what he said.

Lucas: No, he's -- that idiot is wrong, all right. Sami would never do that. She doesn't have any other man in her life, mom. I don't know what to tell ya. The guy's lying, all right. He's saying whatever he has to say to stay on your payroll.

Kate: Well, I know we'd like to believe that. But you saw for yourself she's not home, Lucas.

Lucas: Yeah, it doesn't matter. It doesn't mean she's in some hotel room with some other guy.

Kate: I don't know. I-I-- you have to be right. You have to be right. He has to be mistaken.

Lucas: Yeah, he is mistaken. Where'd you find this idiot?

Kate: He came highly recommended. I'll tell you what, I'm gonna call him. I'm gonna call him, and I'm just gonna give him a piece of my mind because, really, it was wrong of him to scare us like this the night before your wedding. It's just inexcusable.

Lucas: Hell yeah, it is.

[Buzzing]

Eugenia: Is that you?

Kate: This is Kate Brady, again. And I have to tell you you are greatly mistaken about my son's fiancée because to say that she would go to a strange man's hotel room the night before her wedding is just totally ludicrous. So either you followed the wrong woman, or you otherwise screwed up because it's just impossible, and I am very, very unhappy.

Eugenia: Oh, that's real good. Is he buying it?

Kate: What do you think?

Eugenia: I think you need to get Lucas’s butt over here before Sami and lover boy wake up.

Kate: She what?

Lucas: What? What'd she do? What'd she do?

Kate: Are you sure?

Lucas: What? Tell me --

Kate: No! No, I don't -- I don't believe that. I don't believe that. We are going to need

some proof. Oh, I see. No, I, uh -- no, I'll take care of it from here.

Lucas: What? Take care of what? What? What'd he say, mom?

Kate: He says he's not lying, and that he's not mistaken. And we can go to the hotel right now if we want proof... because she's there... with another man.

Jack: Detergent. Time to get the detergent. Hey. Wait a minute. If we're getting that close to land, maybe I can finally get this thing to work.

[Radio static]

Man: Weather tonight in Salem is clear and cold. We return now to another uninterrupted hour...

Jack: Salem.

Man: Of music for your listening pleasure.

Jack: Salem. Salem. I'm getting a signal from Salem. Finally.

[Soft music playing]

Jack: I'm coming home, Jennifer. I'm coming home. I'm gonna be home before you know it.

[Music continues]

Jennifer: I love you so much, Jack. And even though you are gone, I can still feel your love for me.

Jennifer: And right now I feel it so strongly, it's almost like you're here.

Jennifer: Who knows? Maybe... maybe in some way, you are.

Nicole: Brady, honey, why are you so nervous?

Brady: I don't know. I just -- you know, I can't explain it, you know? I just have this feeling like something really big is going to happen.

Nicole: Well, I'm beginning to think that we should have waited until morning, because I'm exhausted.

Brady: No, no, I'm so glad we did this tonight. Did you see the look in Clara’s eyes? We're never gonna forget that, Nicole. The girl is going to go to bed tonight looking forward to her future. Looking forward to hanging out with her friends and going back to school, just being a normal kid again.

Nicole: I know. I can't imagine what it's like for her.

Dr. Weiss: Good news. The young lady is delighted to meet you. She's on her way here as we speak.

Dr. Weiss: Here she is now.

Woman: Dr. Weiss, I'm sorry, but the patient has changed her mind.

Dr. Weiss: Changed her mind?

Woman: It's late, and she's very tired. She apologizes and hopes maybe another time.

Dr. Weiss: Tell her we understand. Thank you. I'm sorry.

Brady: Oh, no, please, it is -- it is kind of late.

Nicole: Yeah, um, I think I know what happened.

Brady: What do you mean?

Nicole: Why she changed her mind. I mean, she's probably very self-conscious about being seen, especially by strangers.

Dr. Weiss: Well, I'm sorry that didn't work out, but I want to thank you so much for your very generous donation.

Brady: Oh, no, doctor, it's our pleasure. Thank you.

Nicole: And we'd love to come back sometime and check on Clara’s progress, if we could.

Dr. Weiss: Oh, you are welcome back anytime.

Brady: Thank you.

Dr. Weiss: And maybe when you do come back, you can meet this other patient.

Brady: I'd like that. I don't know why, but I'm very curious about her.

Chloe: Thank you, Clara. I'll see you in the morning. Good night.

Clara: Good night.

Chloe: Nancy, how could you?! If Clara hadn't remembered Brady’s name finally, I would have walked right in there without knowing it was him. But you knew, didn't you? You knew that he and Nicole were here.

Nancy: I'm sorry.

Chloe: Haven't I made it perfectly clear to you how I feel? Why can't you understand that I don't want Brady to see me until my face is completely healed?

Nancy: And why can't you understand that he loves you, and he loves you regardless of what you look like?

Chloe: That's your opinion. But this is my life and my decision, and I ask that you respect it. I don't want Brady to see me or know that I'm alive until I'm back to the way I was.

Nancy: And what if it's too late then? What if you are throwing away the last chance that you have to be with the man that you love?

Bo: Mmm.

Bo: Now isn't this making up fun? Hmm?

Hope: Yeah.

Bo: Fancy Face, I -- I don't ever want to hurt you or make you angry or disappoint you. I love you. I love you more than anything.

Hope: I love you too, Brady.

Bo: Good.

Lovin' is a-what I need

just get on down

to the main attraction

Chelsea: I'm serious. Where the hell's Patrick? He's been gone forever.

Abby: Who cares? It's getting late. We have to get back to your room before your mom finds out we're gone.

Chelsea: I gotta know what happened. I'm not leaving till I find him.

Abby: Oh, yes, you are. We're out of here -- now. Through the back. Come on!

Get on down

to the main attraction

Billie: Oh! Hey, mace, wow. Whoo, yeah. Um, thanks. Thanks so much. Thanks for the dance. Thanks for the beer. See you later.

Mace: Wait a minute. Where you going?

Billie: Yeah, I'm really sorry, but I'm actually here with someone.

Mace: Oh, yeah? I don't see anyone.

Billie: Oh, well, he's -- there he is right there. Yeah, see? Where have you been?

Patrick: I'm sorry. The call took a little longer than I expected.

Billie: I was beginning to think you ditched me.

Patrick: Are you kidding me? I think that tonight you and I are gonna have a little fun, Billie Reed. It's about time, I think.

 

Kate: Honey, I know this is really hard to believe, but he swears that it's true. He swears it's not a mistake and Sami’s at the hotel right now.

Lucas: What hotel, huh? Where?

Kate: At the Jet Way Inn by the airport.

Lucas: And who's she with? Who's the guy, huh? Did he say that? Who is it, mom? Tell me right now. Who is it?

Kate: It's Brandon Walker, honey.

Lucas: No. No, it can't be. You're lying, right? That's what you're doing. You're lying because you hate Sami, and you're trying to break us up again, isn't it? Isn't it?!

Kate: Maybe Brandon is jealous of you and Sami, and maybe now he's gonna put Sami’s life in jeopardy. Could you live with losing Sami forever?

Belle: If Philip dies in combat, how could we live with that guilt, knowing that our love killed Philip?

John: I need some -- some top-shelf pain medication.

Man: Police! Freeze, both of you.

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