Days Transcript Monday 3/21/05

Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 3/21/05 - Canada; Tuesday 3/22/05 - U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Niki

Kate: Maybe everything will be better in the morning. Maybe -- maybe the marines will find Philip.

John: Who the hell am I kidding? No way I'm going to sleep tonight knowing they're holding your son hostage.

Kate: I just can't get that image of Philip saying goodbye to me on the video out of my mind. I know that you said that he's probably still alive, but --

John: Kate, we're going to find him, and we're going to bring him home... alive.

Kate: That's my prayer.

John: It's going to happen. I'm going online.

Kate: But you should get some rest, John.

John: Aah, what I need to do is try to hack into their communications and find out where they're holding Philip.

Kate: Can you do that?

John: When I do that, I will contact Shane Donovan again and organize a search mission personally.

Kate: John, are you sure that you're up to doing this?

John: Yeah. But a cup of nice, strong coffee might help.

Kate: Okay, well, maybe I should get... an unbroken cup.

John: Yeah.

Kate: I'll be back.

John: Mm-hmm.

John: I can kick this after Philip’s safe. Right now, what I need to do is focus on finding him and bringing him home to Kate and Belle.


Bart: That drug the count injected you with really worked exactly like he said it would. You can't move, you can't speak, and for that, I'm eternally grateful, 'cause you ask way too many questions. But you can see, right, Jackie boy? Good. And you can hear, so listen to this -- the count's limo's on its way, and we got to get you out in back so that the Count can pick us up. But you are... too heavy... to pick up, so... sit back... and enjoy the drag.

Bart: By the way... don't make a sound, please. The boss is a genius with these pharmaceuticals -- you got to hand it to him -- and a whole lot more.

Jack: [Thinking] Jennifer's right outside. She heard me knock against the wall, but Lockhart convinced her it was him. So he must still be on the DiMera payroll. Which means if Jennifer comes in and sees me, then we're both as good as dead. Don't trust him, Jennifer. Don’t. Whatever you do, don't -- don't open the door.

Jennifer: Well, I really should go in, Patrick.

Patrick: Oh, you know what? Uh, I was thinking about going and grabbing a bite to eat. Maybe, you know, you should keep me company.

Jennifer: You know what, Patrick? I'm tired. I-I really need some sleep.

[Gasps] Jack.

Patrick: What -- what are you talking about?

Jennifer: He's alive. He's here.


Bo: Hope... you can't ask me to choose between my sons and my daughter.

Hope: I'm not. You're -- you're absolutely right. You have a responsibility to Shawn, Zack, and Georgia.

Bo: Yeah, and the longer we stand here having this same conversation, the less time I can spend with them and you.

Hope: Well, if you're tired of having the same conversation, then maybe you should stop making the same choice -- to treat me and our sons like second-class citizens.

Bo: Not again.

Hope: Because nobody's getting what they need from you right now except Billie. Why do you always decide she needs you more than Shawn, Zack, and I do?


Shawn-d: You're worried about Philip. So am I. But nothing we do or don't do will bring him back to us any sooner or make him any safer.

Belle: He's my husband.

Shawn-d: But we love each other, and we need each other, and you cannot convince me there is anything wrong with that.

Belle: Shawn, I can’t.

Shawn-d: When I hold you like this, you honestly want to tell me this doesn't feel right?

Belle: God help me, I do want to be with you, Shawn.

Shawn-d: And I need you more than anything I've ever needed in my life.


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


Shawn-d: We've waited so long to make love, but tonight, we finally and completely belong to each other.

Belle: No, we don’t. We can’t.

Shawn-d: What?

Belle: Not while I'm still married to Philip.

Shawn-d: What -- you know you want to be with me.

Belle: But it's not right, okay? We have to stop.

Shawn-d: Okay, fine. We stopped... again.

Belle: I'm sorry. I never should have let it go this far.

Shawn-d: We love each other. We always have. How did things get so wrong?

Belle: Because we made mistakes. Both of us did, and now we're paying for them. So is Philip.

Shawn-d: What happened to Philip was not your fault. What happened to us is mine. But you're right, we have made mistakes. God, everything got so complicated with... Jan and Philip... all that time that I don't remember. But this is not complicated. This is simple. I love you, you love me. And all we have wanted all these years is to spend the rest of our lives together.

Belle: Only now, I'm just afraid that's never going to happen.


Hope: Well, I'm waiting. Why? Why do you always decide that Billie is more important than your own family?

Billie: Hope, you're not being fair to him.

Hope: Stay out of it.

Billie: No, you don't know what happened tonight, because you're not giving anyone a chance to explain. It's not that Bo didn't want to meet you and Shawn. We got new information about Georgia.

Hope: What? Tell me.

Bo: Why, thank you. I was about to go over to Shawn’s when Billie got a phone call.

Hope: Who was it from?

Bo: We don't know for sure.

Billie: We think it was somebody working for the DiMeras. He said that Georgia was... suffering, and that her life was miserable because she grew up without any parents, and to this day... Georgia thinks I left her because I was hooked on drugs and that I didn't want her.

Hope: I'm sorry.

Bo: There was no way we could trace the call.

Billie: And there was nothing more we could do, so Bo was on his way to go meet you and Shawn.

Bo: When I opened the door, I found this. It's an envelope. It says "mommy" on it. And these pictures. Most of them look like this.

Hope: [Sighs] What kind of monster would do this?

Billie: Oh, that's nothing... compared to... listening to this.


Patrick: What do you mean, Jack's here, all right? Jennifer, that's impossible.

Jennifer: I know, I know he died. And I know it sounds crazy. But I can feel his presence, and I always could, Patrick. And right now, I feel it so strongly. Jack! Jack, are you here?! Abby, are you home?! I'm going to -- I'm going to check upstairs.

Patrick: Okay, uh, I'll check the kitchen.

Jennifer: Jack, it's me! Are you here?! Jack! Jack!

Bart: Whew. Man, we got out of your house just in time. If they ever make Jack-dragging an Olympic event, I'm going for the gold. You making eyes at me, Jack? I'm flattered, don't get me wrong, but you're not my type. Oh, oh, oh, I know, I know. You want to know where the Count is. Don't worry about that. Edward already took him to the plane. You'll see him soon enough. Hey, Jack -- ha ha ha -- come on, tell me -- what was it like? I mean, was the fake Jennifer just as good or better or worse than the real thing, or... has it been so long that you just kind of forgot?


John: Damn it.

Kate: Did you find anything yet?

John: I enhanced the video of Philip, isolated sections so I can analyze the room. Hopefully I can find some kind of a clue that could lead me to where they were holding him when they shot this thing.

Kate: And?

John: Well, clearly it's a bunker. Outside of that, it could be anywhere in the world.

Kate: Isn't there some way to -- to track it down, to find out where that video was broadcast from?

John: I've already contacted the I.S.A. Satellite relay was bounced off a bunch of different systems. It's impossible to pinpoint the location. The bastards knew what they were doing. Damn, it's hot in here.

Kate: Here, let me help you. Here.

Kate: Oh. I don't believe this.

John: Don't worry, Kate. They're bound to slip up sooner or later.

Kate: That's not what I'm talking about. You lied to me. You are still using drugs.


Shawn-d: All I've ever wanted, all I've ever dreamed about since we were kids is one day to be married and have kids of our own, and then live the rest of our lives together.

Belle: So did I.

Shawn-d: So now the thought of having to live my life without you scares the hell out of me.

Belle: It scares me, too.

Shawn-d: So don't give up on us. We love each other. We both know that. And it's true love -- the kind that is supposed to live happily ever after. So why isn't that enough?


Girl's voice: One potato, two potato, three potato, four. My mother is a dirty whore. Five potato, six potato, seven potato, eight. She wants me, but it's years too late.

Billie: It goes on from there.

Hope: Whether it was really Georgia or someone pretending, I've never heard anything so cruel.

Bo: That's why no matter how much I wanted to be with you over at Shawn’s, I had to stay here and deal with this.

Hope: Why? You're Shawn’s father. When was the last time you even had a conversation with him?

Bo: The last few times I've tried to have conversations with him, he didn't want to talk to me, and he sure as hell didn't want to listen to anything I had to say.

Hope: That's because he doesn't think you care about him.

Bo: No, it's because he thinks he can run his own life, Hope, and he can. Look -- I'm sorry I wasn't there, but it wouldn't have made any difference.

Hope: Well, I guess we'll never know, will we? Shawn has one dad. Billie has plenty of people in her life -- family members she can lean on -- her mother, Lucas, Patrick.

Bo: Lockhart is not an option.

Hope: Okay, fine, whatever. Not Lockhart. But the others were. Only you never even considered them, did you? And while you're here being the only one who can -- who can comfort Billie -- although I guess you did have to leave to go get that special necklace made for her -- our son's taken off for god knows where on his motorcycle, upset, with a suspended license.

Bo: I told you, I have my people looking for him.

Hope: Bo, he was in no state to be driving.

Bo: As soon as they find him, they'll call me, I'll go pick him up and bring him home.

Hope: This is the second accident he has had. You should have been there to stop him from getting on that damn motorcycle, to talk some sense into our son.

Billie: Doesn't sound like Bo could have stopped him any more than you could have.

Hope: Damn it, Bo, this isn't a game. Our son's life is at stake here.

Bo: Hope, he's had a rough time. He's getting his life back together, and he is an adult. He does not want his daddy babysitting him. My daughter, on the other ha-- you heard the tape.

Hope: Yes, I did, and it was upsetting and vicious and cruel, and so were those drawings, and I'm sure the phone call was just as upsetting, but they didn't put Billie’s life in danger. Why do you feel this need to have to baby-sit her?

Bo: Hope, why do you keep saying that -- that is --

Hope: Look, if it's a choice between Shawn being hurt and Billie’s feelings being hurt, well, I'm sorry, she can go and cry her eyes out for all I care.

Billie: Okay, that's enough. I know that you're worried about Shawn. You're upset because you don't know where he is. Well, my daughter has been missing a hell of a lot longer than Shawn. I don't know where she is, and I will not stand here and listen to you minimize the pain that it is causing me and Bo.

Hope: Then leave. This is between me and my husband anyway.

Billie: I am leaving. I'm getting the hell out of here right now. Sorry, Bo.

Bo: Billie, look --

Billie: I'm sorry.

Bo: Do you realize what you've done?

Hope: Me?


Bart: That drug's going to wear out soon, and I do not want you causing me any more problems, 'cause we are on a tight schedule.

Jack: Qu-question.

Bart: Again, the questions. Scoop, what?

Jack: Lockhart... w-works for... T-Tony.

Bart: Now, the boss didn't answer that question when you asked him, did he?

Jack: Y-you answer it.

Bart: M-me answer it? Me Tarzan. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. All right. Look, you're going back to the castle, back to your little room, so, uh... I guess there's no harm in telling you everything that I know. Hey, a hybrid.


Patrick: [Sighs]

Jennifer: He wasn't in there?

Patrick: No. And, uh, he wasn't upstairs?

Jennifer: No. And Abby’s not here either. I have a hard time believing that Gram's party went this late.

Patrick: And you're worried.

Jennifer: Yes, I'm -- I'm worried. I feel like something is really wrong, Patrick, because I could have sworn that Jack was here. Oh, Patrick, we -- we -- we have this connection, and I always knew when he was nearby or if he was in trouble.

Patrick: Listen, you know, maybe, um, maybe it's just part of the grieving process, you know? Your mind is still wanting him to be around.

Jennifer: No. No, it isn’t. He was here. He was here, and this magazine proves it, Patrick.


Jack: L-Lockhart... s-still on... DiMera payroll.

Bart: Hey, listen, I honestly don't know, but when Lockhart stopped your Mrs. from coming in on us, the count mentioned that it was propitious, but I don't know what that word means.

Jack: Means... f-favorable.

Bart: F-favorable? Favorable, you know, could be favorable planned or favorable accidental. In any case, you know, it's still a mystery.

Jack: N-not... to me.

Bart: Yeah, well, not to you, but, uh, in that case, I'd be plenty worried about the Mrs., Because you got Lockhart upstairs, and even if you're wrong, you'll never know when he's going to come down and ask to take a test drive.

Jack: W-w-watch your mouth.

Bart: And on the other hand, you should be very grateful that she's got a big, handsome hulk of a guy protecting her, fixing the toilets, and that Abby and little Jackie Patrick have someone they can call daddy the rest of their lives.

Jack: Y-you and Tony... b-both g-go to hell.

Bart: Hey. The Count has been very good to you, man. He -- he could have picked you up the moment you -- you showed your face in Salem, but no, he let you spend all that time here.

Jack: W-with a woman who wasn't Jennifer.

Bart: I know. That's the best part. Madison. But at least you thought you were home safe, for a while there, anyway, right?

Madison: Jack, I won't be long.

Jack: Take your time. Ahem. Ah. Mm. I'm just enjoying being back home again.

[Thinking] If Jennifer finds that magazine, she could figure out I was there.


Patrick: How does that magazine prove Jack was here?

Jennifer: Patrick, this is a brand-new magazine, and the pages are dog-eared.

Patrick: Okay.

Jennifer: Jack -- he would dog-ear pages of articles that he didn't have time to read. This proves that he was here. Jack was here, Patrick. He is alive.


John: You got it all wrong.

Kate: Don’t. Just don't try to talk your way out of it, okay? No excuses, no stories. You lied to me. You told me that you quit, but you're still using this stuff.

John: Aah, you don't know what the hell's going on with me.

Kate: I don't know? I've been with you this -- this whole time. I have held you, and I have talked you down, and I lied to your family so you could keep this little secret. And I do know what you're going through, and I know it's not easy, but you promised me that you would try to stop using this stuff, and you broke your promise, but I'm not going to break mine.

John: Yeah, what's that supposed to mean?

Kate: I told you on the pier that if you lied to me, if you were still using drugs, I was turning you in, and that's what I'm going to do.

John: Don't do that.

Kate: You left me no choice. Aah!

John: I said don't do that.


Shawn-d: True love is supposed to see you through anything. I really believe that, and that's what my parents have, and that's what my father has held onto time and time again, even when he thought my mother was dead. And look at them -- they're still together and happy, and we can be, too.

Belle: I know your mom thinks so.

Shawn-d: Wha--

Belle: Yeah. I talked to her earlier, woman to woman. She told me that love's more important than anything, and that she really believes that we belong together.

Shawn-d: Oh, did she?

Belle: Mm-hmm.

Shawn-d: Did she have any ideas on how to make that happen?

Belle: She said that we should follow our hearts.

Shawn-d: Well, that's what I keep on trying to do, but it seems like every time I do that, I make everything worse.

Belle: Look, maybe you should talk to her and your dad. They're really worried about you, Shawn.

Shawn-d: Well, I'm really sorry that I have them worried about me, but I can't keep running to them to fix my problems.

Belle: Well, you can't keep running away from them, either.

Shawn-d: It's time for me to start my own life with a wife and kids of my own someday. Don't you want that, too?

Belle: More than anything, but not while Philip’s gone. Not while -- while I'm still married to him. Don't you understand that?

Shawn-d: I understand, and I also understand that they can hold a hostage for months... years... even forever. If and when Philip comes back to us, and I hope to God that he does, what are you going to say to him then? 'Cause you don't know him, do you?

Belle: I took vows before God.

Shawn-d: And they were based on lies. Do you think god really wants us to be apart?

Belle: No, Shawn --

Shawn-d: I want to be together, and you want that, too. You cannot deny that.

Belle: I don't deny that.

Shawn-d: Okay, then it is time. 'Cause we waited too long. We should have been each other's first and only, but we weren't because we waited, and I'm afraid if we wait too long this time, we're going to miss our chance to be together forever.

Belle: No. No, that won't happen. It won’t.

Shawn-d: Okay, well, what if Philip... doesn't come back to us ever?

Belle: No. You can't say that, okay? If that happens, I-I don't think I could live with the guilt.

Shawn-d: No, listen. This is not your fault, okay? Philip is not your fault.

Belle: You don't know that. If Philip dies over there, I will never be able to move on with another man, not even you. I couldn’t.


Bo: How could you throw her out like that?

Hope: It was her idea. I just agreed.

Bo: I got to go find her.

Hope: Don't you dare go running after her again.

Bo: In the shape she's in, she could be drinking again.

Hope: For God's sake, Bo, she's a grown woman. Let her take responsibility for something, dear God.

Bo: Why don't you be a little responsible for what you say? You said you didn't give a damn about Billie or my daughter.

Hope: No, no, no. That -- time out. That is not what I said. I said when it comes to a choice between Billie being upset and our son being in danger, I am damn well going to choose helping our son over holding Billie Reed's hand. That is what I said.

Bo: Right.

Hope: And so should you, but then again, you're so caught up in Billie’s drama, you can’t. Or maybe it's just that you won’t.

Bo: Caught up in Billie’s drama. What about my -- I love my family. I'm here for my family. I'm tired of you saying otherwise.

Hope: You're there for your family. How can you honestly stand there and say that with a straight face? We've been trying to have this conversation for weeks, but we never can, because your ex-wife is always around. Now she finally leaves, and you want to go running after her.

Bo: I'm afraid of what could happen to her right now.

Hope: No, you're afraid of having this conversation, Brady.

Bo: No, I'm tired of having this conversation right now. I've had it 100 times.

Hope: Oh, and why is that? Oh, I'll tell you -- because, um, hmm, you keep making the same choice over and over? You know what I think? I think you're afraid to look at why you keep choosing Billie over us.

Bo: I don't know what I have to do. Can you listen to me one time? This is not about Billie. This is about my daughter Georgia. Look at me! I just found out that there's a very good possibility that my daughter is alive. And you want me to ignore that? There are people out there messing with our heads, driving Billie crazy. Can you have just a teeny bit of compassion?

Hope: I have compassion.

Bo: Yeah, right.

Hope: I understand the hell Billie and you are going through, but you know what? I'm fighting for our son just as hard as Billie is fighting for Georgia. In fact, more, because I'm doing it alone.

Bo: Yeah, let me say this again -- I've got my people out there.

Hope: Yeah, I know. You got your people. Your people. You got your people.

Bo: Yeah, you keep making me say it. He's going to be all right, Hope.

Hope: I hope so. And what about Zack? You've hardly spent five minutes with him since Billie came back into town.

Bo: Ha ha. Yeah, right. That is not true.

Hope: Oh, it is true. Why can't we just hire a private investigator to help us search for Georgia? I mean, it would make things a lot easier for Billie as well.

Bo: She's not going to accept that. She wants to be there when we find our daughter.

Hope: Then let her be there!

Girl's voice: Miss Billie

had a baby

she thought

that she was dead

she says

she wants to find her

but that's not all

that's in her head

she plans to use her child

to get Bo into bed

Girl: Mommy.


Jack: W-why’s... Tony torturing me like this?

Bart: I honestly don't know, scoop, but I can give you this one interesting Ritz bit -- from the moment you left the castle, went awol, I was a nervous wreck. I mean, my stomach was doing flip-flops 24/7, but the Count -- no, cool as a cucumber, and for a while there, we really, truly thought that we lost you.

Jack: L-lucky me.

Bart: Yeah, well, to quote Henry Truman, the luck stops here. Ha ha ha.

Jack: H-how... T-Tony do it?

Bart: How did Tony do it? I only know stuff on a need-to-know basis, and all you need to know is that I am taking you to the plane, the plane is taking you to the castle, where you will never, ever escape again. You get it?


Patrick: Jennifer.

Jennifer: What?

Patrick: This magazine isn't proof that Jack was here.

Jennifer: No, but the pages are -- they're dog-eared. He always did that, Patrick.

Patrick: Lots of people dog-ear pages. I do it -- you know, maybe Abby was looking at this, and she turned some pages over of hairdos or guys she thought were cute.

Jennifer: No, but she doesn't do that.

Patrick: Okay, well, maybe Chelsea did it. You know, maybe someone that came by the house. I just think there has to be a more plausible explanation than your husband coming back from the dead.

Jennifer: Patrick, I know it sound crazy. It would sound even crazier if it hadn't happened before, but they have not found Jack's body, and I know I heard his voice tonight. And this is not hairdos or outfits. These are articles -- the kind of articles that Jack reads. I'm telling you --

Patrick: Okay, okay, for argument's sake, let's say Jack was here, that by some miracle, he's alive. Why didn't he let you know? Okay, so -- so Jack, he didn't call. You know, he managed to get himself all the way home, and you weren't here. So he sat on the couch and dog-eared some pages in a magazine? And then what, he up and he left, and he went where? Jennifer... Jack has been on your mind all night, okay? And being at Tom and Alice’s anniversary party, I just think that got you to remembering all the wonderful times you two shared together.

Jennifer: I do guess I did talk about him a lot at Gram's party. Oh, but, Patrick, I just -- I just keep thinking that... I don't know. Maybe it's wishful thinking.

Patrick: I'm sorry, but... I think that's all it could be.


John: Now... give me those drugs.

Kate: What are you going to do if I don't? Are you going to grab me, are you going to hit me, are you just going to force them out of my hands?

John: I know you're frightened of me. I know that I hurt you once before.

Kate: But that time was an accident.

John: That's because I was using, and I overdid it. It's not going to happen anymore. You see, I am taking those to get stronger, and the stronger I get, the less I take, but right now, I need them.

Kate: What you need is help.

John: No, what I need is what I'm doing, and it's working.

Kate: You're still in denial. You have no idea what kind of trouble you're in.

John: Oh, and going to the police is going to help me -- is that it?

Kate: I don't know if it's going to help you, but I know I just can't leave it up to you, okay? So if I can get some help that way, I'm going to do it, because I'm just trying to save your life.

John: Okay, then -- then just give me another chance.

Kate: [Sighs]

John: Kate, you go to the cops, my reputation, my credibility -- it's shot, just... come on, just give me another chance. I can do this.

Kate: [Sighs] It would have to be more than talk, John.

John: Okay, no more talk. I'll -- I'll just quit. I'll just stop -- cold turkey.

Kate: You'll stop cold turkey.

John: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. First thing in the morning. Right now, give me the drugs so I can get through the night.

Kate: Oh, my God! Listen to you! You're promising to quit, and you're already rationalizing how you're going to be using.

John: Damn it, you don't even know what's going on with me! You don't know what I've been through! You don't know the kind of pain I'm in!

Kate: But you know something? You know what I do know? I do know that to get clean, you are going to need someone around you 24 hours a day to keep the drugs out of your system, and I also know that I'm going to get rid of the rest of this poison.

John: What are you going to do with those?

Kate: I'm going to flush 'em.

John: No, you're not, damn it. I'm going to tell you something. I'm giving you a warning right now. You get rid of those drugs, and you will regret it, because it will be the biggest mistake you have ever made in your life.


Jennifer: You know, stretching curfew a little bit, but Abby is way past hers. She's not at aunt Maggie’s, she's not answering her cell phone...

Patrick: Well, that's probably because she has caller I.D., and she can tell it's you, and I'm sure she knows you're not calling to say I love you.

Jennifer: Yeah, you better believe it. When she walks through that door -- oh, my gosh, you don't -- you don't think something's happened to her, do you, Patrick?

Patrick: No, no, no, no, no. But I think it might be another reason you want to believe Jack was here to help you deal with Abby.

Jennifer: Well, yeah. He can get through to her, you know? Right now she is such a --

Patrick: Teenager? You know, I'll tell you what. I'll, uh, I'll go look for her.

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

Patrick: No, you know I don't mind. It's not a big deal.

Jennifer: Okay, well, let me come with you then.

Patrick: No, no, stay here. And if she phones or she comes by, you just call me and let me know.

Jennifer: All right, thank you so much.

Jennifer: Jack... no. No. Patrick is right. Because if you were here, why would you have left, Jack?


Bart: Too bad the boss doesn't get frequent flyer miles. We're here.

Jack: Aah!

Bart: Hey! Hey!

Jack: Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot.

Bart: Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, I thought we were friends.

Jack: Well, as Tony says, thinking is not one of your strong suits.

Bart: Yours either, apparently. Now, get outta the car. We are going to the plane. No more Houdini tricks. The boss really hates those Houdini tricks.

Jack: Okay. You can fly me back to that castle and chain me to a wall. As God as my witness, I will escape again.

Bart: [Hums mockingly] Hey, Errol Flynn, it ain't gonna happen, all right?

Jack: You keep thinking that.

Bart: I will keep thinking that. And you keep thinking this -- the boss has got people working in Salem 24/7 for him. You make any move to escape -- you even think about escaping -- and your family is in mega danger -- the whole lot of 'em. All right?

Jack: From Patrick Lockhart?

Bart: It doesn't matter who from! I don't need to know that. All I need to know is that you are gonna get out of this car, you're gonna say goodbye to Salem on the way to the plane, and you will never ever see the old town again.


Kate: Flushing this garbage isn't the biggest mistake I can make. The biggest mistake would be to let you continue on this path of self-destruction you're on. And I care you about you too much to let that happen without a fight.

John: Then how much do you care about Philip?

Kate: Philip's my son, and I love him. Why?

John: Because... if you flush those drugs, you are signing his death warrant.


Billie: You're hearing things, Billie.

Girl's voice: Mommy, mommy, why won't you come and save me, mommy?

Bo: I know that Billie pushes your buttons and you're worried about Shawn, but you gotta take it easy. Calm down.

Hope: I'm not gonna calm down until our son is found, until I see with my own eyes that he's safe at home.

Bo: He's not a little boy anymore. He doesn't live here. He's an adult.

Hope: You didn't see the state that he was in when he took off on his motorcycle.

Bo: He just needed to blow off some steam like I used to -- Hope, he'll be all right.

Hope: You better pray to God that's true. Because if something happens to Shawn tonight, I'll never forgive you. I mean it.

Bo: What?

Hope: If Shawn gets hurt tonight because you chose to stay with Billie instead of coming with me to help him, then we're through, Brady.


Shawn-d: You can't mean that. You cannot make our lives dependent on whether or not Philip comes back to us.

Belle: I have no choice.

Shawn-d: Of course you do.

Belle: No, I don’t. God. Shawn, if Philip dies over there, I will always wonder if he knew about us, if he knew that I betrayed him.

Shawn-d: Well, you didn’t.

Belle: I did with my heart. And it would haunt me forever, wondering if that's why he signed up for that mission, if that's why he made the mistake that got him captured, if it was my fault, if it was our fault. And that's why. That's why we could never be together. I couldn't live with myself.

Shawn-d: Don't say that. 'Cause we love each other with true love. You cannot say, if Philip dies, we cannot be together.

Belle: I'm sorry. But it's true.

Shawn-d: I've gotta get out of here.

Belle: No, wait, you've been drinking. You can't go --

Shawn-d: I'm fine!

Belle: No, you're not. I'll take you home. Just -- we'll come back and get your bike on the way.

Shawn-d: If I get in the same car with you, I'm not gonna be able to keep my hands off of you. So I need to leave by myself, feel the wind on my face, clear my head, and try and make some sense out of all this.

Belle: No, Shawn, please -- please don't -- aah! Shawn, wait, wait! Shawn, wait!

[Motorcycle engine starts]

Belle: Shawn!

[Motorcycle rumbles away]

Belle: Shawn... Shawn, no!



Sami: Whoever you are, you are the evil genius of all time.


Billie: So I'm lying to my mother, to Bo, and to Hope. I want to be with Bo now... more than ever.



Hope: This time, our love isn't strong enough to hold this family together, Bo.


Kate: I risked John's life to save Philip’s.

John: Damn you, woman!

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