Days Transcript Wednesday 10/26/05

Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 10/26/05 - Canada; Thursday 10/27/05 - U.S.A.


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Hope: Wherever you are, you obviously have your phone shut off. Please call me as soon as you get this message. It is so important, honey. Please! Thanks, bye.

Bo: What's going on?

Hope: When I took Jennifer to the spa this afternoon, I ran into Mimi Lockhart. She's working as a receptionist there. She said she's not going back to school this semester 'cause she doesn't have the money.

Bo: Yeah, it is kind of --

Hope: Bo!

Bo: What?

Hope: She told Gloriane that Shawn's not going back to school either. Shawn knows how important a college education is. Mimi must have misunderstood. I was just calling him when you walked in.

Bo: Actually, Mimi got it right -- Shawn's not going back to school.


Max: Watch out for those.

Chelsea: Thank you.

Max: So...

Chelsea: So what?

Max: What do you think of the place?

Chelsea: I'm sorry. I just don't get it. Why would you invest all of your race winnings in a place like this? There are so many better things you could put your money into.

Max: Such as?

Chelsea: Jewelry, for one.

Max: [Chuckles]

Chelsea: Why is that funny?

Max: If you want bling, you can call Puff Daddy or P. Diddy Diddy, whatever they call him these days.

Chelsea: Well, maybe if I had him number, I would.

Max: Okay, so a garage doesn't do it for you, but for a race-car driver, this rocks, okay? Look, I can work on my cars here. And if I ever hit a cold streak, I still have an income. Look, I just need to find a mechanic who can come in and take care of things while I'm out on races, and I'm set.

Chelsea: Okay. So, now that you've shown me around, what about our date?

Max: Well, I still have to finish your dad's bike, and then I'm all yours.

Chelsea: Well, how long's that gonna take?

Max: The sooner you let me get to it, Chelsea, the sooner I'll be finished.

Chelsea: Okay, I guess that's my cue to leave. Do you have a soda machine around or anything?

Max: Uh, I have some cold ones in the fridge in the office.

Chelsea: Thank you.

Max: All right.


[Engine turns over]

Max: Ah! Damn it, it still doesn't sound right.

Shawn D.: Throttle response is bad.

Max: Yeah, but why?

Shawn D.: She's leaking air. [Hissing]

[Engine purrs]

Max: [Chuckles]

Shawn D.: Yep, it's the intake manifold. Just got to replace the seal.

Max: You know bikes.

Shawn D.: Yeah, especially this one. It's my dad's.

Max: Right, Shawn.

Shawn D.: Max.

Max: It's good to see you, man.

Shawn D.: Yeah, seen you around town. Haven't had a chance to catch up. But my dad tells me that you're running this place now, and you're looking for a mechanic.

Max: Yeah, and he says you're a pretty good one.

Shawn D.: Well, he's my dad. What is he gonna say?

Max: Yeah.

Shawn D.: But he's right.

Max: The thing is...I'm looking for someone who is not just gonna be a mechanic.

Shawn D.: What do you mean?

Max: What I really need is a business partner.


Frankie: Knock, knock.

Mickey: Oh, hi, Frankie. Everything going okay with Nicole Kiriakis and her divorce?

Frankie: No problem so far.

Mickey: I'm glad to hear it. Has Carolina found you an office yet?

Frankie: She's working on it.

Mickey: Fine, and in the meantime, you can use mine because I have to be in court right now, and John Black is coming in because Marlena is making some noise about a divorce, and he wants to talk strategy.

Frankie: Another divorce. What is going on in this town? Was it the water?

Mickey: [Chuckling] I don't know. Whatever it is, it isn't good. They've been together for years, and now supposedly, she wants to split and he doesn’t.

Frankie: And you say "supposedly" because of her amnesia.

Mickey: Yeah, sure. I have to go, and if anything comes up and you need anything -- I don't say this to many people, but you can talk to Carolina because that little girl can run this office just as well without me. So any questions?

Frankie: No, not unless there's something more I need to know about John's case.


John: All you two need to know is this divorce is not gonna happen.

Alex: I want you to look at these photographs for me. I tried to show them to you last night, but it was late. You were tired. But I think you'll really enjoy revisiting the good times we shared together.

Marlena: Why are you showing them to me? Are you...trying to get me to remember my past?

Alex: I'm hoping that, that's what will happen, yes.

Marlena: Then shouldn't we be looking at the ones that John brought? I mean, those were part of my past, too, and I am married to him.


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


John: Mickey, I appreciate you seeing me on such short notice.

Mickey: Thank you for coming in. And I have a problem, though. I have to be in court, so Frankie's going to take over for me. And if you'll just tell him what we need to know about Marlena, we can fight this thing. And you're in very good hands.

John: No doubt about that. Good luck.

Mickey: Thank you.

Frankie: Can I offer you something -- soda or coffee?

John: Water's fine.

Frankie: Water, okay. You got it. It's good to see you. It's been a long time.

John: It has been, hasn't it?

Frankie: Okay. Talk to me -- the situation with Marlena. Tell me what's happening.

John: Well, I'm sure you've heard about her amnesia.

Frankie: Yeah. Mickey filled me in. You brought in a specialist to treat her. Uh, let's see...Dr. Alex North, psychiatrist.

John: Charlatan's more like it.

Frankie: Yeah, why do you think so?

John: Hell, where do I start? Um, Lexie Carver recommended him, said that he's an expert in memory retrieval, amnesia victims, so I did a cursory check, credentials looked good. Should have checked deeper. Man's been a disaster.

Frankie: In what way?

John: In every way. You know, what it boils down to is...I think the man is brainwashing my wife.

Frankie: Brainwashing.

John: Yeah, I know it sounds farfetched.

Frankie: I'm listening.

John: All right, the first red flag was when he said he had to get Marlena out of Salem. He said his treatment required him to have complete control over her and the environment. Now, it sounded a little strange at the time, but Marlena wasn't making headway around us, and I was desperate to get her help, so I agreed to let her go up into the mountains with this uh...this man.

Frankie: Mm-hmm. Well, it does sound a little unorthodox.

John: Yeah, listen to this. I dropped in on them unannounced. He's kissing her, says it's part of his transference therapy, then blah, blah, blah. Anyways, she would still be up there in the cabin with him to this day if I didn't convince her to come back here for Sami and Brady's wedding. And the only way that she would come back here is if she brought him along.

Frankie: Well, she obviously feels comfortable with this guy.

John: Oh, hell, she thinks the sun rises and sets around the clown. Anyways, I didn't have any choice, so I brought them both back, and he has been staying with us in the penthouse ever since.

Frankie: That can't be fun.

John: You don't know the half of it. Then I find out that he's using hypnosis on my wife.

Frankie: Hypnosis is used in various types of therapy, right?

John: Yeah, true, true, but Dr. North is -- I believe he's abusing it. You see, I think he wants Marlena for himself.

Frankie: Romantically?

John: I think he is hypnotizing her to block out any memory of me and the rest of her family.

Frankie: Has she shown any signs of improvement?

John: You know, that's the thing. Every once in a while when I get her by myself, she shows signs of having a breakthrough of just starting to remember something.

Frankie: But?

John: But, you know, when that's happening, North sweeps in there and just pulls her away from me.

Frankie: Have you talked to Marlena about this?

John: Repeatedly. She defends the guy, says he's helping her. Of course North says the same thing. And in the meantime, Marlena has pulled deeper and deeper into his spell. I've tried to get rid of the guy. She won't hear of it. In fact, now he has convinced her to get rid of me.

Frankie: The divorce. You think it was his idea?

John: Oh, absolutely. Like just the other day out of the blue, she asked for it. She tells me she wants me to leave the penthouse. I mean, I tried talking her out of it. It didn't work. I didn't have any choice but to leave.

Frankie: Yeah, but North is still staying there.

John: [Scoffs]

Frankie: Well, where are you staying?

John: [Sighs] Kate Roberts has an extra room in her suite at the hotel.. Now, as it turns out, it's not a bad move under the circumstances.

Frankie: Why's that?

John: Because from Kate's window I can look right inside my apartment. I've got a security system in there. I told North that if he goes anywhere near Marlena's bedroom, those alarms are gonna go off. So the other night I see him trying to get to her from the terrace outside her bedroom.

Frankie: You actually saw this?

John: Yeah, I got binoculars. I saw the whole thing. And you know me, I'm a hothead. I go over there, and I confront the guy.

Frankie: That's not being a hothead. You're watching some guy sneak into your wife's bedroom.

John: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Anyways, he denies the whole thing, then he says, "you know what? I'm gonna get a restraining order to keep you away from me." What I need is a restraining order to keep him away from my wife.

Frankie: Look, John. There are several ways to go about this, okay? There's medical malpractice. There's alienation of affection, but first and foremost, you do want to work things out with Marlena.

John: Absolutely, first and foremost. That's why I'm hoping that you and Mickey can help get us into therapy or counseling or something, but this has got to be presented to Marlena in a very delicate way, because if north finds out about this, it is over with. But I'm convinced if I can get her alone, just the two of us and a reputable therapist, I can work things out. I just need the chance.


Alex: If, when we're finished looking at this album, you still want to see some of John's old photos, well, then, of course we will. [Thinking] What the hell's going on? I thought I erased all your memories that had to do with John.

Marlena: Oh, my goodness. Look at that. It -- that is me.

Alex: Mm-hmm.

Marlena: And that's you with...curly hair.

Alex: [Chuckles] And more of it. It was a long time ago.

Marlena: Wow. I don't remember. I'm sorry. I guess we really were together, weren't we? Was that before Roman? Was that it? You know what? Maybe if you would just tell me things, maybe that would actually jog my memory.

Alex: You'll remember in your own time.

Marlena: Oh, my goodness.


Shawn D.: A partner, huh?

Max: We'd have to work out the details, but the goal would be to get you an equity position.

Shawn D.: That sounds great, but I'm a little low on cash right now.

Max: Not to worry. I'll provide the capital if you provide your time and talent. I mean, at first, we'll probably put you on a commission basis, a certain percentage of all the work we do, if that's all right.

Shawn D.: Yeah, that sounds great. It's like a dream job.

Max: And I need someone reliable, Shawn. Someone who can be here every day, keep things humming while I'm out on the road.

Shawn D.: Yeah, well, I can do that.

Max: All right. And what about school? I thought you were going back to Salem U.

Shawn D.: Yeah, that was the plan, but then I ran into a couple personal problems, kind of changed my mind about things, decided that college just wasn't the place for me.

Max: I don't imagine that was going over so well with your dad, though.

Shawn D.: No, no, it definitely did not, but he realizes that it's my life and my call, so...

Chelsea: Somehow I doubt your mother's gonna handle it all that well.

Shawn D.: Hi.

Chelsea: Hope doesn't know yet, does she?

Shawn D.: She does not.

Chelsea: I figured. And I wouldn't want to be you when she does find out..


Hope: You talked to him?

Bo: Yeah, I was just at his place at little while ago.

Hope: Why didn't you tell me?

Bo: Well, you were on the phone when I came in here. Don't bother calling him. He was taking off when I left.

Hope: I hope you helped him come to his senses.

Bo: Well, I tried, but you know our son, he takes --

Hope: Yeah, in other words, he's determined not to go back to school.

Bo: You know what? Maybe if we give him a little time out in the real world and he sees what a struggle it is, you know, he'll face reality.

Hope: What? You're giving up?

Bo: Hold on. I didn't say that.

Hope: Hold on a second. Shawn has been out of school for over a year. That is more than enough time, and look at all the trouble he has gotten into in the meantime.

Bo: This is his decision.

Hope: Oh, come on. Don't give me that. He's not thinking about the big picture, Bo. You're not thinking about the -- you know how important a college education is, today more than ever. Oh, my God. I can't believe this is happening. Only two years ago everything was going smoothly. He was working for uncle Mickey. He was thinking about a career in law.

Bo: Like you said, that was a couple of years ago.

Hope: Damn that Jan Spears. She has destroyed our son's life. If it hadn't been for her, Belle and Shawn would still be together. The two of them would be going to school together.

Bo: You don't know that. A lot has happened in the last couple years to change everybody's life.

Hope: You know what? I do know one thing. My son is not making this decision without me.

Bo: What are you doing?

Hope: What do you think? I'm calling him.

Bo: Well, he's not at the loft.

Hope: Well, then, I'll track him down.

Bo: And do what?

Hope: Shake some sense into that boy.

Bo: Hope.

Hope: Bo, don't --

Bo: You can't do that.


Frankie: Here's what I think we should do. I will draft a letter for you, and then we will have it messengered to Marlena immediately.

John: Okay.

Frankie: You will request that she agree to meet with you and a marriage counselor.

John: And Dr. North will not be present.

Frankie: Exactly. She'll be hard-pressed to refuse your request.

John: I hope you're right.

Frankie: And I hope our letter gets to her before her petition for divorce is filed.

John: Now, why's that?

Frankie: Well, if we can show that you suggested counseling, then the judge will see that you were making a good faith to save your marriage, right? And then he might even order her into counseling if she should try to resist.

John: Well, the bottom line is I need to get her -- just myself alone with her. So let's just do whatever it takes.

Frankie: You got it. So, can you sit tight for a minute while I go dictate the letter?

John: I'm good, man.

Frankie: Water, anything you need. Okay.

[Door closes]

John: Oh, man. This has got to work. [Inhales deeply] I got to get Marlena away from North before he erases every memory of me from her mind.


[Music box plays]

Alex: I'm going to count backwards from three, and when I'm finished, you'll feel completely relaxed. Do you understand? Good. Now, I want you to clear your mind. And I want you to picture a chalkboard from your childhood school days. Now I want you to picture your teacher...erasing all the chalk off the board. The surface is now clean. Completely clean. Open your eyes. You should feel refreshed and relaxed.

Marlena: I do.

Alex: Good, good. Now there's something I need you to do for me. It's going to permanently alter your future with John.

Marlena: My future with John.

Alex: Yes. It's going to change it forever. I just need you to do...what I tell you to. Can you do that?

Marlena: Mm-hmm.

Alex: Excellent. (Theme music playing)


Hope: Don't grab the phone. If I want to speak to my son, you're not gonna stop me.

Bo: I don't want you to make things worse.

Hope: How could I? You just told me that our son's throwing his whole future away.

Bo: You won't be able to get through to him if you're yelling at him.

Hope: I'm not yelling, Bo. But one of us has got to make him see what a big mistake he's making.

Bo: I tried talking to him.

Hope: I don't think you tried very hard.

Bo: And you what to know what he said? That he's a grown man. He's been making his own decisions for a long time.

Hope: Oh, sure he has. Like the decision to drive his motorcycle through St. Luke's window. Or how about the time he drove his motorcycle up to lookout point and drank beer after. He could have gotten himself killed. Those were his decisions. Don't you remember what we went through that night when we found out that he'd been in another accident?

Bo: He's learned to be more responsible.

Hope: He is not as mature as he thinks he is, or as mature as you seem to think that he is.

Bo: Hope, we all make mistakes when we're that age. That's how we learn.

Hope: This is something that can effect his life forever. If he doesn't go back to college, he'll regret it. It'll haunt him for years, Bo. You know, when company's downsize, the first employees they let go are the ones without degrees, and that's just one of the negatives.

Bo: Not everybody needs to go to college. We didn't, which our son was very quick to point out. It doesn't mean we're not smart or successful or anything else. And I don't really see Shawn as a corporate type.

Hope: He was interested in law. He was talking about going to law school.. You know, maybe if you had been more encouraging, then --

Bo: Whoa, hold on there. You want me to spend more time with my son. That is not gonna happen if every time I see him, I tell him he's making the wrong decision.

Hope: [Sighs]

Bo: Hope, look at me. He's not our little boy anymore.

Hope: He'll always be my little boy. And I can't stand by and do nothing when I know that he's making a huge mistake.

Bo: You think he's making a mistake.

Hope: Don't you think that?

Bo: Point is -- it's his mistake. It's his life. He's an adult. We can't second-guess every decision he makes. We got to give him some space, let him have the freedom to find his own way.

Hope: Even if I see him driving off a cliff?

Bo: Ev-- Hope, at some point we got to have faith that he's gonna take care of himself. Listen...this parenting thing -- it's pretty hard. But I think we've done a pretty good job. Are we perfect? No. Are our parents perfect? No, and we turned out all right. I think our kids are gonna turn out all right.

Hope: I'm not so sure. I know we were talking about Shawn, but I ran into Chelsea at the spa today. definitely have your hands full.


Shawn D.: It sounds like you're not too crazy about my mom.

Chelsea: Well, you do know that Hope's not all that crazy about having me as her stepdaughter.

Shawn D.: What do you mean?

Chelsea: Oh, come on, Shawn. The fact that your dad had a wild child with another woman -- just what she always wanted.

Shawn D.: You seem to think you know my mom really well.

Chelsea: Well, she's not all that hard to read. And you know what? She's gonna go ballistic when she finds out you bailed on college.

Shawn D.: You're right. You're right. My mom -- she can be tough. But she can also be fair.

Chelsea: Oh, really? You didn't hear her at the spa today. She totally chewed me out.

Shawn D.: Why?

Chelsea: No reason.

Shawn D.: Really? That doesn't sound too believable.

Chelsea: I'm Billie's daughter. That's reason enough for her.

Shawn D.: You know, if you actually stopped for a minute and actually talked with her, you'd find out that she always wanted a daughter.

Chelsea: Yeah, maybe, but not a stepdaughter.

Shawn D.: Okay, you probably never wanted a stepmother, but guess what? It's gonna work out.

Chelsea: Whatever.

Shawn D.: Yeah, right, so other than this little run-in with my mother, how you been?

Chelsea: Well, considering everything that's been going on, okay, I guess. It helps that I found a few nice distractions.

Max: Chelsea and I have a date. That's why she's hanging around.

Shawn D.: Oh, well, I'm sorry to interrupt.

Max: No, it's okay. I got to finish your dad's bike first anyway.

Shawn D.: Why don't you let me do it?

Max: You serious?

Shawn D.: Yeah, sure. I mean, I'll do it for nothing. Replacing the seal will take me 90 minutes, tops. This way you get to see my work, and then you will really know if you want to be my partner. You might have spoken too soon.

Max: I don't think so.

Shawn D.: And this way you two can take off.

Chelsea: Just say yes already.

Max: All right, sounds great. Thanks, Shawn. Just remember to lock up when you're done.

Shawn D.: Yep. Will do.


Max: Your brother seems to be a nice guy.

Chelsea: Yeah, he's all right, I guess.

Max: I'm stoked. I think I finally got a business partner.

Chelsea: Great.

Max: What?

Chelsea: You, Bo, now Shawn -- I'm surrounded by grease monkeys.

Max: This grease monkey's gonna clean up, because tonight, Miss Benson, I'm gonna take you someplace that you've never been.

Chelsea: Really?

Max: Mm-hmm.

Chelsea: Where? [Gasps] The Penthouse Grill?

Max: Even better than that.

Chelsea: Better than the Penthouse Grill? [Gasps] Ooh, Paris?

Max: Come on. When are you gonna start trusting me, huh? Let's go.



Alex: Knowing I have your complete trust, Marlena, you don't know how much that means to me. Oh, hey. We can look at this later. We'll have plenty of time to reminisce about our past. Right now -- excuse me -- I need you to focus on our future. Good. We're all set. Now, Marlena, I have a rather important document over here I need you to sign. Will you do that for me?

Marlena: Well, what is it?

Alex: It's a thing that's going to ensure your future happiness. You know I have your best interest at heart, don't you?

Marlena: Yes, I do.

Alex: Good, then I just need you to sign right here. This bottom line. Here. Take the pen. Just sign right there on the bottom, hmm? Good, thank you. Now, you wait right here. I just have to go fax this, and I'll be right back.

Marlena: Oh, my. [Gasps]


John: Now, this was handmade by a master Swiss clockmaker -- 1853.

Marlena: [Laughs] Oh, it's so beautiful.

John: Now, each time it chimes, you remember my love for you.

Marlena: Like I could ever need a clock for that.


John: So, you think this is gonna work?

Frankie: Well, like I said, your willingness to go to counseling demonstrates how much you want your marriage to work.

Secretary: Here you go, Mr. Brady.

Frankie: Okay. Okay. Looks good. Let me get you a pen. If you like it, you can sign it.

John: Looks perfect.

Frankie: All right. Thank you. Messenger this over to Dr. Marlena Evans and put a rush on it.

Secretary: Will do.

Frankie: Thank you.

John: Okay, so, now what?

Frankie: We wait. Yeah. Listen, John, do you have any particular marriage counselors you'd like to work with?

John: Frankie, I don't know anything about this. I was gonna run it by you.

Frankie: Don't worry about it. I'm sure Mickey can recommend someone.

Secretary: Sorry to interrupt, but you'll want to see this.

John: What is it?

Frankie: I'm sorry, John. Is that Marlena's signature?

John: Well, that lousy son of a bitch.

Frankie: A copy to us, copy to the courts. They beat us to the punch.

John: Well, the hell he has. No way North's getting away with this.


[Salsa music plays]

Max: All right.

Chelsea: Wait a second. This is the church rec room.

Max: Mm-hmm.

Chelsea: I thought this was a date.

Max: It is. I hope you're ready for salsa dancing.

Chelsea: What?

Max: Uh-huh. Look, I have a friend who teaches the class -- Amber Wallace. And I saw her at the Java Café the other day, and she invited us to tonight's class.

Chelsea: Great.

Max: You're gonna have fun, okay? I promise. Here she is now.

Amber: Hey, Max.

Max: How are you?

Amber: Good. I'm so glad you came.

Max: Me, too. Amber Wallace, this is Chelsea Benson.

Amber: Hi, it's nice to meet you.

Chelsea: You, too. So, how do you guys know each other?

Max: Amber and I used to date until she dumped me.

Amber: Hardly. I moved to Mexico to learn Spanish, and I asked you to come with me, remember?

Max: I was still working on English at the time, remember?

Amber: You were working on a Swedish blonde, as I recall.

Max: Ouch.

Amber: Be careful with this guy. Enjoy the class, Chelsea.

Chelsea: Thanks. An old girlfriend.

Max: Ancient history.

Chelsea: Well, she's pretty. I bet the Swedish blonde was, too.

Max: Come on, you're not jealous, are you?

Chelsea: Me? No. Look at this place. And you said a date.

Max: A date doesn't always have to be dim lights and flowers. What's more important is that we're spending time together, okay? Getting to know each other better. Making a deeper connection.

Chelsea: And here I thought we already had that connection.

Max: There are other ways to express your feelings to someone, and dancing is a great way to be close.

Amber: Okay, everyone. Take a partner. Let's do what we worked on last week.

Max: You're not mad at me, are you?

Chelsea: I'll let you know.

Max: Uh-oh. I'm in trouble, aren't I?

Chelsea: Well, it depends on how this goes.

Max: Okay, arms up. Okay. Up more. [Talking indistinctly] One, two, three, four. Back. Left. Right. See, you're doing great. See? Aah, okay. Ow.

Chelsea: Sorry, look, this isn't me. I'm just gonna go.

Max: No, no, no. Hold on, hold on, hold on. You're not giving up, okay? Just put yourself in my hands and we'll be fine. Can you do that?

Chelsea: That's your neck.

Max: Whatever.


[Cellphone rings]

Shawn D.: Hello? Hey, Mimi, what's up? Gloriane's? Way to go. That means we both got new gigs. Yeah, yeah, well, Max Brady bought McFadden's Garage, and he needed a mechanic, but my job could actually turn into more than that. Yeah, yeah, look, I'll tell you all about it when I get home. We can celebrate, all right? She was at Gloriane's? Did you talk to her? So you told Gloriane, and then Gloriane told my mom? Oh, my God. She's gonna kill me.


Bo: I wish you weren't so negative where Chelsea's concerned.

Hope: I'm sorry. But Chelsea is a handful, Bo.

Bo: Tell me what teenager isn't? She's 18 with a chip on her shoulder. And under the circumstances, I understand why.

Hope: I know. And I feel for her. I really do.

Bo: Hey, this isn't easy for any of us, but I think if we stick together here, she'll finally feel like she's part of the family.

Hope: I'm trying. I am. I'm her stepmom. Don't you think I want her to accept me? But at Gloriane's today when I said to her I really want to get to know her better -- I want to invite her over for dinner so she can get to know the boys, to feel welcome, she wasn't receptive.

Bo: Probably still feels like an outsider, Fancy Face. It wasn't that long ago she lost the family she grew up with and was thrown into this whole new family -- a very big, complicated family.

Hope: Which I'm sure is very overwhelming, but it doesn't excuse being rude. You can't let her run wild, Brady.

Bo: Billie and I are trying to reign her in.

Hope: Hey, you know, what ever happened with her big job at Basic Black? I mean, why does she have all this spare time at Gloriane's, anyway? Where'd she get the money? The treatments there cost an arm and a leg.

Bo: Don't I know it. I gave you a gift certificate for the day spa last year.

Hope: Which was a huge indulgence for me. I saw Chelsea's treatment card.. She had every treatment, every service that spa had to offer. It had to cost a fortune.

Bo: Maybe Billie or Kate.

Hope: No, no, no. No, they didn't, because I ran into Billie at the spa, and she said neither one of them gave her any money. Oh, my God. Oh, no. Don't tell -- you -- don't -- no. Don't tell me you gave -- you did, didn't you? You gave Chelsea money. Bo, she's playing you. Can't you just admit it? She's playing you.


Chelsea: This is hopeless, Max. I have two left feet.

Max: You're doing fine, okay? I know you can do it. Look, it's kind of like the mambo, right, except there's more turns. It's not as much forward and backward. There's more side to side. Huh?

Chelsea: Yeah, that really helps, considering I don't know what the mambo is, either.

Max: [Chuckles]

Amber: All right, everybody. Break's over. You two ready?

Max: Yeah. [Chuckles] Look, just listen to the music and don't worry about your feet.

Chelsea: Yeah, that's easy for you to say.

Max: Just relax. Just look into my eyes.

Chelsea: That I can do.

[Salsa music plays]



Chelsea: Max, we did it.

Max: I know. We were really going. Are you still mad at me?

Chelsea: No. You were right. It's kind of fun.

Max: Didn't I tell you? See, you just needed to believe in yourself.

Chelsea: And in you.


Hope: Why would you give Chelsea more money? What would possess you to do that?

Bo: She came to us with nothing to her name, Hope. I'm her father.

Hope: Giving her money --

Bo: It wasn't that much money.

Hope: Listen, to give -- giving her money to live on is one thing, but then to have her throw it all away at the spa -- she is out of control.

Bo: I'll speak to her about her spending.

Hope: You do that, and you know how much good it's gonna d-- you do that.. I hope it works.

Bo: She needs a little guidance. That's all. If she can't come to her father, what is she supposed to do?

Hope: Her daddy is a pushover.

Bo: She's a good kid at heart. It will take her some time to feel comfortable. Once she is, we'll see her true colors.

Hope: If we haven't seen them already. Your daughter is a Paris Hilton in the making, without the hotels.

Bo: Come on, get -- do me a favor, would you? Give her a chance.

Hope: Yes, I shall. Of course I will. I'm gonna try harder. I promise you.

Bo: Okay, thank you.

Hope: Now I need you to do a favor for me, okay?

Bo: Name it.

Hope: You talk to Shawn again, and this time, you impress how important it is to get a college education. Promise me.

Bo: I promise.

Hope: Good, thank you.

Bo: But if he sticks to his decision, we have to accept it.

Hope: No, I don’t... because we're gonna find a way to get him back to school.


Shawn D.: I'm sorry, Meems. I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself. Because I should have been the one to tell my mom. Well, I mean, don't -- no, don't worry about it. How were you supposed to know that Gloriane was gonna spill the beans? Well, then, yeah, you should have known if you knew that place was rumor central. No, no, no, don't worry about it. My mom was gonna find out about it one way or another, so...I'll deal with it. I'll talk to you later, okay?


Secretary: And the divorce petition arrived before we had time to deliver John's letter.

Mickey: Asking Marlena to agree to counseling, huh? Oh, God. They got the jump on us. Where are Frankie and John now?

Secretary: I believe they were heading over to Dr. Evans' penthouse.

Mickey: That's exactly what I hoped you would not tell me.


Frankie: John, come on.

John: Come on. Open up, North.

Frankie: Let's be smart about this. Listen, North can use this kind of behavior in court to keep you away from Marlena.

John: I didn't sign any divorce papers. It's still my house, still my wife.

Frankie: Legally, you have no right to this place.

John: And he does? Come on, I'm out of options here. He's not playing by the rules, I'm not playing by the rules, and he's not taking advantage of my wife anymore. Come on, North, open it up. Open it up. Let's go.

Alex: It appears the cavalry has arrived to rescue the fair Marlena. I can almost hear the bugles and the hoofbeats. I beg your pardon.

John: Go to hell. Where is she?

Alex: If you're talking about Marlena --

John: She didn't sign those papers. Where is she?

Alex: Who are you?

Frankie: I'm Frankie Brady. I'm John's attorney.

Alex: Oh, good. Then I have to ask you to advise your client that from this point on, Marlena will only deal with him through her attorney.

John: This is gonna end right here, right now. You brainwashed my wife. Did you really think you were gonna get away with it?

Frankie: John, stop.

John: I've been on you for the last couple of months, pal. One way or another, it's gonna stop right now! Right now!


Hope: You've got to put your foot down, because if you don't, you're going to create a monster. Maybe you already have.


Marlena: When did you want to go out?

John: Right now.

Marlena: All right.


Sami: Don't act like you care, Lucas, okay. I know you hate me.

Lucas: That's not true. I still love you.


Jennifer: Suicide? What is going on, Jack Deveraux?

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