Days Transcript Friday 2/25/05

Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 2/25/05 - Canada; Monday 2/28/05 - U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Niki

Kate: I can't believe how much I am going on about how much I miss Roman... besides, you're going through so much yourself. I'm sorry. I'm being completely selfish.

John: No, not at all, Katherine.

Kate: It's just I don't understand. I thought that I was doing so much better.

John: It's because you... had Sami and Lucasís wedding to keep you busy. They were getting married, will was finally going to get his parents together. That's the one positive thing you've had to focus on... even though Samantha... isn't necessarily your first choice for a daughter-in-law, I know you just wanted... your son and his boy to be happy.

Kate: Yes. Absolutely. That's what I want. And now they can move on, and hopefully they're going to find some real happiness.

John: Yeah, they will. So will you. What about Sami? I mean, how is she going to get past this? I'm all that she has. I haven't been there for her.

Kate: Oh, stop. What more could you have done for her?

John: Well, I didn't have to give her mother's pearls to Belle, and I was too strung out to deal with her when she came to me so upset. She feels like I let her down, and I have.

Kate: Sami can blame everyone, everyone for what happened to her, but there's no one to blame but herself.

John: Yeah, well, it's not her fault I didn't bring Roman and Doc home, is it?

Kate: John... you have to stop blaming yourself for their deaths. We're both still grieving. We're grieving just as much as Sami is. We have to stop taking care of everyone else. We need to take care of ourselves. We need to take care of ourselves, and that's why we need to continue to be here for each other.


Marlena: We can't let Tony get to us. Look, he's got us locked in here, he is manipulating our dreams, showing us video of John and Kate, but we can't give in to it.

Roman: You're right. You're right. Everything Tony says or does has an ulterior motive. We have to be --

[Door opens]

Bart: [Scat singing]

Bart: What's the problem? It's only dinner.

Marlena: Take it away.

Bart: No can do. Boss's orders.

Roman: Well, that's too bad about the boss's orders. We don't want it.

Bart: You don't want it? You haven't even seen it yet. Okay, all right, I admit it's a weird combo, but not half as weird as in "whatever happened to baby Jane?" When she served her sister that dead rat and pet bird. Ha ha. But I digress. I know what you're afraid of, and do not worry. Do not worry. It is not poisoned or anything. Scout's honor.

Marlena: Everything Tony touches is poisoned.


Hope: I'm sorry for spoiling the evening and bringing up all this other stuff.

Bo: No, you haven't spoiled anything. We got plenty of evening ahead of us, and... I've got plans for you. More wine?

Hope: Please.

Bo: We'll get through all this, Fancy Face. We will.

Hope: Yes, we will. I'm so glad we have the place to ourselves tonight.

Bo: Mm, yeah. Told you Billie would find a place to stay.

Hope: Come here, Brady.

[Doorbell rings]

Hope: Hmm. Let's see. Who do you think that could be?

[Doorbell rings]

Billie: Hi. I had no intention of coming back here tonight. It's just that I...

Billie: Oh, I am... so sorry.

Bo: Nah, it's okay.

Hope: No. It's not okay. It's not okay at all.


Sami: Okay, who the hell is this?

Man: [Distorted voice] I told you, I'm a friend.

Sami: I don't have any friends.

Man: Yes, you do. I want to help you, Sami.

Sami: Okay. Well, then, tell me who you are.

Man: In due time, all will be revealed, but you have to take the first step.

Sami: The first step.

Man: Open your front door.

Sami: Why?

Man: Your destiny awaits. Don't be afraid. Just open the door.

Sami: Ahem.

Sami: Oh, my God. Who the hell are you?

Man #2: It's irrelevant. I was sent to give you this.

Sami: What is it? Some kind of bomb?

Sami: Oh, my God. It's filled with money.

Man #2: And plane tickets and a number of other things you might find useful.

Sami: They're all $100s.

Man: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Sami: Look, this isn't funny, so answer me. Tell me who you are. Why are you doing this?

Tony: Just do everything the man before you says, and I promise you, you'll have the revenge you seek.

Sami: But I --

[Dial tone]

Sami: Hel-- hello?


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


Sami: Who is your boss? Who is behind this?

Man: I have no idea. I was contacted anonymously, given instructions to first hand you that envelope, and then...

Sami: And then what?

Man: May I come in? Don't worry. I'm not here to harm you. I think we'd better close that door.

Sami: Okay, what are you here for?

Man: To do what I do better than anyone on this planet. I've had some unusual jobs in my day, but this is by far the craziest. Still, whoever your mysterious benefactor is, he or she must have his or her reasons. So... let's get started.

Sami: Get started with what?

Man: I was told when you asked that to respond as follows. I will provide you with the means to achieve that which you most desire.

Sami: Revenge.


Bo: Hope, listen --

Hope: No, I'm sorry. It's the truth. It's not okay. She's interrupting.

Bo: I understand that --

Hope: And there is nothing wrong with being honest about it.

Billie: You're right. There is nothing wrong with being honest about that. And when I left here earlier, I had no intention of coming back here. It's just that I --

Hope: Oh, you left your makeup bag up in the bathroom. I'll be happy to get it for you.

Billie: Well, as a matter of fact, I did, but that --

Hope: No worries. I'll get it.

Bo: So, uh, what happened? You find your mom?

Billie: Yeah, I did.

Bo: Oh, good. Well, we'll call the court, let them know that you're going to be staying with her from tonight on.

Billie: Actually, things didn't quite turn out the way we had hoped.


Roman: You know what, Bart? I wouldn't trust you if you told me the earth was round.

Bart: The earth is round? Hey, Galileo, you know how long I slaved over a hot stove for this meal, huh? Well, stood next to the cook, anyway. What have I ever done to you to deserve such an attitude, huh? Don't answer that. All right, I did a few things. Okay, I did a lot of things, but it's not me. Don't you understand? I'm taking orders from the Count. You know, I couldn't come up with this stuff myself. I'm basically a nice guy. And like my kindergarten teacher Miss Nesbrook always said, I play well with others.

Tony: That's enough, Bartholomew.

Bart: "Bartholomew" -- that's when you know he's mad.

Tony: What seems to be the problem?

Bart: Uh, they won't eat, boss.

Tony: What? After all the time we took in arranging this special meal?

Marlena: Is it a trick, Tony, like piping in the scent of roses so we... rekindle our romance?

Tony: Oh, Marlena, you give me too much credit. I'm not a magician. I can set the stage, I can lead the horse to water, but --

Bart: What horse, boss?

Tony: Oh, Bart, it's just a metaphor. I meant that I can certainly provide for Roman and Marlena the opportunity to remember what they once had. Aah, but whether they want to act on their love, it's entirely up to them. I think they want to very much, except I think they're too afraid.

Bart: Afraid of what, boss?

Tony: Letting their emotions get ahead of them. Especially someone like Marlena who always likes to think she's in charge.

Marlena: We share that, Tony.

Bart: So you -- you two nutty lovebirds, is that mojo rising, huh? Are you falling in love again?

Tony: She won't tell you.

Bart: Hmm?

Tony: If you want to know the truth, just go up and look her in the eye.

Bart: All right.

Bart: Oh!

Tony: Well -- ha ha. You got your answer. Well, I think we should leave the lovebirds have their special meal or whatever.

Bart: Boss, why is she doing that? Why is she slapping us and hitting us all the time?

Tony: Ha ha ha ha ha. Eat, don't eat -- it's up to you.

Roman: Well... Doc... unfortunately, we are totally at Tonyís mercy. We do have to eat sometime, and, uh, to be honest with you, I am a little curious. What do you say?

Marlena: Sure, go ahead.

Roman: Ta-da.

Marlena: I don't believe this.


John: Thanks for being here, Katherine, but don't you need to get some rest?

Kate: I'm not going anywhere until I know you can sleep.

John: Sleep's gonna be a tough call. Come on, don't worry. I'm not gonna go back down to the docks and try to score some drugs.

Kate: I didn't say you were. I can't imagine how bad this is. I remember when Billie was going through withdrawal. But you have the back pain on top of it all.

John: Maybe if I take a hot shower, it'll loosen me up to relax.

Kate: I think that's a plan.

Kate: What? What is it?

John: Don't -- it's just -- it's the back. It's just -- I can't move. I think that shower's gonna have to wait.

Kate: Maybe. But, you know, I know something that could help. Might even be better than a shower, okay? I'll be right back.

John: Damn it.


Bart: It's just us, boss. So tell me, what was the deal with that weird meal we just served Marlena and Roman?

Tony: That weird meal is gonna conjure up a very special memory, Bart -- a memory that Roman and Marlena won't be able to resist. It'll rekindle all the passion they once felt for each other.

Bart: Huh. If I ate it, it would just give me heartburn. You know, the doc is onto you, sir. Roman, too. They both know that you're doing all this -- all this stuff to them so that they'll remember their great love.

Tony: So she said. But whether she knows what I'm up to and whether she can resist it are two entirely different things. The fact that she has the knowledge of my plan only increases my pleasure, because once those emotions are rekindled and they take hold, they won't be able to resist them -- not those temptations. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha.

Roman: Doc, I can't believe this, either. Look at this. I mean, we got -- we got a pepperoni/anchovy pizza, we got beer, we got mu shu pork, we got kung pao chicken, white wine...

Marlena: The meal we had every Friday night when we were newlyweds. I haven't seen anchovy and pepperoni pizza in years.

Roman: How did that son of a bitch know about this?

Marlena: It doesn't matter. We know what he's doing -- rekindling the romantic memories of our past.

Roman: Exactly. But now that we know what his game plan is, it can't work, right?


Bo: What do you mean, things didn't work out? Why can't you stay with your mom?

Billie: Because she's living with John until he's on his feet again.

Bo: Well, you can still stay at her suite. The court doesn't expect you to be under surveillance 24/7.

Billie: Yeah, I know that, but while she's staying with John, she's having her suite completely redecorated. It's unlivable at the moment.

Bo: You're sure.

Billie: Yeah, I'm positive. Believe me, I tried, Bo, and then I thought about Roman's house, but that's unavailable, and then I thought, heck, I'll just go stay with Lucas.

Bo: Perfect. You stayed with him the last time you were in town. You guys get along great.

Billie: Yeah, we do. Unfortunately, I can't stay with him, either.

Bo: Wh--

Hope: Jennifer, no, no, no, no. You have no idea. One minute Bo and I are having this incredible romantic evening. The next minute, Billie shows up again. No, thank God. Thank God, no. I thought she was going to say she still needed a place to stay, but that's not what came out of her mouth.


John: [Grunts] What the hell's that?

Kate: Since you can't take a shower, I'm going to give you a sponge bath.

John: I don't think so.

Kate: I promise, Mr. Black, I won't take advantage of you.

John: Then I must really be losing my touch.

Kate: Ha ha.

John: Kate, it's not that.

Kate: Look --

John: It's just --

Kate: Look, it's going to make you feel better, all right? I'm supposed to be taking care of you. I think it's the least I could do.

John: No, you don't understand. You don't have to be doing any of this.

Kate: It makes me feel better to help people. Really, you're doing me a favor, okay? I think being around you brings out the best in me. It's like spending time with you makes me feel like I'm a good person, even though I probably shouldn't feel that way.

John: Why the hell would you say that? Oh, no, Kate, please, don't -- don't tell me this has something to do with what happened with Lucas and Sami.


Roman: I'll tell you what -- I don't know about you, Doc, but, uh, but I'm starving. Oh. Oh. That is incredible. Do you remember how we came up with this crazy combination of food?

Marlena: Of course I do. We were newlyweds, and you were working late at the precinct on a Friday night, and I decided to surprise you and order your favorite supper. Pepperoni and anchovy pizza and beer.

Roman: Absolutely. And I felt so guilty about leaving you alone for so long, on my way back to the apartment, I stopped and got you your favorite things -- mu shu pork, kung pao chicken, and chardonnay. It was quite a feast.

Marlena: Yeah. We had some good times.

Roman: Yes, we did, Doc.

Bart: Okay. I get what you're doing with Marlena and Roman. But what are you doing messing around with Sami Brady? She's trouble with a capital "T." She's a loose cannon, a runaway missile. When she lets go with both barrels, there's no telling who she'll hit.

Tony: Ha ha. God, you're poetic today. I couldn't have said it better myself.

Bart: Thank you, sir. I-I have no idea what I just said or what it meant.

Tony: Ha ha ha ha. Nevertheless, invoking those allusions to armament, you hit a bulls eye.

Bart: Huh?

Tony: In simple English, Sami Brady is my secret weapon.


Sami: So how does this mysterious benefactor know what I most desire?

Man: I have no idea. Shall we begin?

Sami: You mean my...

Man: Transformation. Take a good look, Miss Brady. When I'm finished, even you won't be able to recognize yourself.

Man: Shall we begin?

Sami: Let's do it.

Sami: Oh, my God. You were right. I don't recognize myself. This is so freaky. If my mouth wasn't moving, I'd -- but why'd you make me look like a man?

Man: 'Cause those were my orders. Now... this... body girdle should disguise your figure. These shoes should increase your height, and these clothes should fit you perfectly. Now, if you'll put them all on, we'll have just one more thing to do. Name is Cole.


Kate: You were right -- what you said before, that, um, Sami was not the woman I dreamed of Lucas spending his life with, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy that he was free of her, but, um... I didn't -- I didn't do anything to break them up. I mean, I accepted their relationship because I realized how much Lucas loved Sami, and, um... she made Lucas and Will very happy, and I certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for the hurt and disappointment they're feeling now.

John: Mm, what are you talking about? 'Cause you are a good person.

Kate: There's just, um, some things in my past that I'm not proud of, that's all. You know, there's some -- there are a few times that, um, I did the wrong thing, but for the right reason. There are people who will never forgive me. I'll probably never forgive myself.

John: Mm. That goes for most of us.

Kate: Now, look, this isn't getting us anywhere, so why don't you just rest? Just lay back... close your eyes... relax, and I'll do this very quickly and gently.

John: Okay.

John: Stop. I -- I can't let you do this.

Kate: Why?

John: I just feel so pathetic.

Kate: You're not pathetic.

John: You're right. I'm just weak. I'm so weak, I couldn't save Doc. I'm so weak, I got myself addicted to drugs, so weak I can't take a damn shower by myself.

Kate: You're a strong man. You've been strong for everyone, but now you have to be strong for yourself.

John: How, by letting you give me a bed bath?

Kate: No. No. By kicking this drug habit so you'll continue to be here for everyone who loves you.


Roman: Ha ha ha ha. Come on. Take a bite, for old times' sake.

Marlena: Do you know what that cheese is doing to your arteries?

Roman: You know that you want it.

Marlena: All right. Only if you have some of my mu shu.

Roman: All right.

Roman: Damn. That's not bad at all. I mean, I used to hate this stuff, but -- but now it's good. In fact, it's better than good. All right. Now your turn. Come on.

Marlena: All right, all right, all right, all right.

Roman: Yeah.

Marlena: Okay, okay, okay.

Marlena: Mmm. Ha ha. I forgot how much I loved this.

Roman: Ha ha! It's like I always told you -- the secret is in the anchovies.

Marlena: Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Do you want to share?

Roman: Well, you're damn right I want to share. Absolutely. I'm going to do some --

Marlena: That's mine, that's mine.

Roman: I want to do some of this kung pao chicken.

Marlena: You didn't have sauce on here?

Roman: Mmm. Damn, that's spicy. I like it. Whoa. Ha ha ha ha ha.


Bo: Why can't you stay with Lucas?

Billie: 'Cause he's a mess since he canceled the wedding, since he found Sami in bed with Brandon.

Bo: I understand that. I feel bad for him, but... did he really think Sami was going to change?

Billie: Yes, I think he did. You know, sometimes people do change, you know.

Bo: Well, not people like my niece.

Billie: Anyway, I think that's what hurts Lucas the most.

Bo: Well, all the more reason to go stay with him. I mean, give him some big sisterly support.

Billie: I agree.

Bo: Well, bye-bye. We'll see you.

Billie: Except Will is taking it harder than Lucas. I mean, he will not have anything to do with Sami. He is so furious with her. He won't even stay with her.

Bo: Will's a good kid. All he ever wanted was to have his parents together, have a family.

Billie: Yeah. That's what every kid wants. Anyway... Will has moved in with Lucas. Their apartment is so tiny. There's just no room for me.

Bo: So what you're telling me is... there are no other options. You got to stay here.

Billie: No! Absolutely not. Hope will go ballistic.

Bo: Yeah, she will, but --

Billie: You saw how fast she wanted me out of here. She practically ran upstairs to get my suitcase.

Bo: Billie, we don't have a choice.

Billie: No. I am not going to do that to her, and I won't do it to you. I did not come over here to guilt you into letting me stay here. I just came over here because I needed a friend to talk to and to get my bag, and I'm calling a hotel.

Bo: Billie, you can't do that. You'll be in breach of Judge Shay's order. The court will find out, you'll be arrested, and you'll go to jail.

Billie: Ha ha. I could think of worse things.

Bo: It's not going to happen. I'll talk to Hope. We'll work this out. You're staying here. End of story.

Hope: Listen, Jen, I'll call you tomorrow, okay? Oh, yeah. I'm sure of it. I'm sure Bo wants her gone just as badly as I do. He went to so much trouble to make it such a romantic evening for us, but... no, trust me, he's certainly not going to let Billie ruin it.


Bart: Sami Brady is your secret weapon? Sir, are you feeling okay?

Tony: I've never felt better. Sami Brady is the long arm of my revenge. Although she doesn't know she's doing it. Actually, she thinks she's just paying back her enemies. That way, we'll make sure that she'll do it perfectly.

Bart: You are a genius, Count.

Tony: Ha ha. I try.

Bart: How'd you ever think of Sami?

Tony: Ah, it wasn't me. It was father.

Bart: Fa-- Stefanoís behind this?

Tony: Indirectly. About 10 years ago, when I was visiting him in the hospital, Sami was there, her usual low-level no good, but father confided in me that... when they locked eyes with each other, something unsaid passed between them, something that pleased him but deeply unsettled her.

Bart: Kind of like a Vulcan mind-meld.

Tony: No. You know what father said to me? That of all the people in Salem, the one who would be most useful, the one who had the greatest potential, would be Sami. I never forgot those words. That's why all these years, I've cultivated that relationship -- because I knew one day, she would be useful, and today is the day.


Sami: This is amazing. I actually look kind of hot. If I saw me on the street, I might even want to check me out.

Man: I'm very good at what I do.

Sami: You can say that again.

Man: And I was paid very well to make sure you were unrecognizable.

Sami: Well, you earned every penny.

Man: Have you given any thought to what you'd like to be called now?

Sami: Something not too different from Sami so I remember to answer to it. Sam's too close, I guess. I got it -- Stan.

Man: That'll work.

Sami: But what about my voice?

Man: Oh, not to worry. I-I have one last thing to give you. If you take this and put it in your mouth... up to the roof of your mouth, you know, click it in... like that. Now try to speak.

Sami: [Man's voice] What do you want me to say -- oh, my God.

[Normal voice] That's amazing. I sounded just like a man.

Man: Surprise, surprise.

Sami: Huh. This is so cool.

[Man's voice] With this, I'll finally be able to get back at everyone -- all my enemies. Ha ha. Revenge is going to be so sweet. But did we really have to go to this extreme?

Man: Your benefactor apparently thought so. Now, are you clear on how to maintain the look?

Sami: Yeah, I think so. So now what?

Man: I have no idea. I am finished. This should answer any questions you might have. Goodbye, Stan. Good luck.

Sami: Wait. How do I get in touch with you if there's a problem?

Man: You donít.

Sami: Oh, my God. This is unbelievable.


Kate: Feeling better?

John: Yeah. Thank you for insisting on administering that sponge bath.

Kate: Well, that was my pleasure. Anything else that I could do for you before I go to bed?

John: Actually...

John: No thanks.

Kate: What?

John: Nah, forget it. It's just my head's not right.

Kate: Would -- don't be silly. Just tell me.

John: It's just that I haven't -- haven't really slept for a long time.

Kate: Let me get some of the sleeping medication that Lexie prescribed for you.

John: No, that's not what I meant. It's not about falling asleep. It's about... sleeping soundly and peacefully, and I haven't done that since I left the island, since Marle-- I just miss holding someone in my arms. I miss feeling her arms around me and... you know, it's not the intimacy, it's just -- it's the company. It's -- it's the companionship.

Kate: I understand completely. Roman and I weren't together very long, but I -- I miss him beside me at night. I do. And you're right. It's not -- it's -- it's not the sex, although I miss that, too, but... it's the feeling that you're not alone in the middle of the night, that there's someone beside you, that you're not alone. There's someone who cares.

John: Exactly.

John: Please lay down beside me.


Marlena: No, wait a minute. Remember the first time -- your hands were so greasy, you couldn't even open your own beer?

Roman: So you decided to do it for me.

Marlena: I think it had been shaken up, though.

Roman: Yeah, yeah. Of course it had been, because when you opened it, it sprayed all over, and I remember it got all over you.

Marlena: All over my new silk blouse.

Roman: Exactly, and being the gentleman that I was, and still am, I grabbed a napkin and started to dry you off.

Marlena: Is that what you were doing?

Roman: Yes, it absolutely was what I was doing, but apparently, you had other things on your mind.

Marlena: Me?

Roman: Well, all right. All right, I plead guilty. Maybe it was both of us.

Marlena: [Gasps] Aah! Aah! Aah!

Roman: Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! Well, here. Here, here, here, here.

Marlena: Aah!

Roman: You know what? Um... maybe you better dry it this time.

Marlena: Oh, my gosh.


Billie: Bo, I am already interrupting. This is obviously a special night between you two.

Bo: Yeah, it is. It was.

Billie: See?

Bo: I'll smooth things over with Hope.

Billie: You shouldn't have to.

Bo: You're right, I shouldn't, but... this was kind of a... spur of the moment thing. It's not as if it's our anni-- wait a minute.

Billie: I was wondering if you'd remember.

Bo: This would have been our anniversary.

Billie: Happy Anniversary.


Marlena: Ugh, it even smells like beer.

Roman: Here. Here.


Marlena: Now what?

Roman: Well, it doesn't matter what, because we know what Tonyís up to, so no matter what he shows us, we can deal with it.

Marlena: Damn Tony. Damn him. He's just -- he's trying to throw us together again.

Roman: Yeah, that's right, Doc, but... he's not doing it alone.

Marlena: What does that mean?

Roman: It means that Tony may have set all this in motion, separating you and John and me and Kate, but he's not in control of that anymore. They are, and we are.

Roman: John and Kate have moved on.

Marlena: They think we're dead.

Roman: Yeah. But what they're feeling for each other is obviously real, and Tony is not manipulating that. And you and I, right here -- that's not Tony, Doc. That's us, and we have to stop fighting it.

Marlena: Roman, please. Roman...

Roman: You listen to me. We have to admit... that that love that we had for each other once is still there. It's been there for years, and it always will be.

[Telephone rings]


Tony: [Distorted voice] I assume by your silence that the transformation is complete. Congratulations.

Sami: It's you again.

Tony: Yes, it's me -- your mysterious benefactor. Very wise of you not to say anything when you picked up the phone. Could have been for Sami, and that would require a great deal of explaining. But then, of course, you're not Sami anymore, are you?

Sami: No. My name is Stan.

Tony: Oh, I like that. Yeah. So have you read the letter?

Sami: Yeah, but --

Tony: No questions. Just do what you have to do, and you know what that is. Take revenge on your first victim.


John: Thanks for staying here with me, Kate. I couldn't do this without you.

Kate: I'm not going anywhere.


Belle: Just take it off.

Shawn-d: Are you serious?

Belle: We're adults here. I think I can handle it.

Shawn-d: All right.


Billie: Hope, you're making a big mistake, and if I were you, I'd back off.

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