Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 9/11/06 - Canada; Tuesday 9/12/06 - U.S.A.
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E.J.: Another false lead? I'm so sorry, Sami. No, I'm sorry. I think your father's right. He's had half the department out here on the waterfront looking for Will. There's no sign of him. Don't say that, okay? You cannot give up hope. I know we're gonna find Will. He's gonna be alive. He's gonna be well. I just feel it. [Thud] Listen, I, uh, I have to go. Everything's fine, okay? Listen, I'll call you if anything happens, I promise. Chelsea, hey.
Chelsea: Go away, Max. I don't need you.
Billie: Drowning your sorrows? Take it from me, it doesn't work.
Max: I already got a lecture from Lisa. And I'm not getting drunk. I am just having a few beers.
Billie: Chelsea told me what happened. And I don't mean to butt in, but are you sure you want to do this? You want to just cut her loose without giving her the benefit of the doubt?
Max: Youíve got to be kidding me. How many times have I done that? How many times have we all done that for Chelsea? And every time, we get burned.
Billie: Okay, I know what you're talking about. I really do, but this time you are wrong. Chelsea is innocent. She did not deliberately try and hurt Shawn by leaving him that DNA report.
Max: She not only left the file, but she doctored it up so that Shawn would think that he was Claire's father.
Billie: Why would she do that, Max? In fact, better yet, how could she possibly do that?
Max: I don't know. Why does Chelsea do the things she does? She wanted to mess with his head, his life, see how much more hell she can put the family through. Who the hell knows? I just know I have had enough. I can't keep doing this. I can't keep defending her, not anymore.
Billie: Max, Chelsea's devastated.
Max: I'm sure she is. She's now looking at a jail sentence for falsification of records, at the very least. And I highly doubt she's gonna get out of that.
Billie: That's not what I'm talking about, Max. She is devastated over losing you. And I'm afraid of what she might do. You know Chelsea. She has a tendency to kind of go off the deep end.
Max: Not kind of. And that's not exactly a selling point, Billie.
Billie: I'm worried about her, Max.
Max: Billie, look, I don't mean to be cold, but it's not my problem anymore. It's not. She and I are through, and you're gonna have to accept it.
Kayla: There you go. Everything looks perfect. Thank you.
Waitress: Thank you, Dr. Johnson. Enjoy your meal.
Kayla: Thank you.
Kayla: Are you hungry?
Steve: Yeah, but, you know, you didn't have to go to all this expense. I mean, this is room service at the Salem Inn. This is pricy, isn't it?
Kayla: No, it's no big deal. I mean, it's like you said -- it's getting a little cozy, all of us living above my folks' pub. I thought we deserved a treat. Shall we?
Steve: Why not? Oh, oh, oh, oh. Hang on. Sorry.
Steve: How's that?
Steve: Oh, my. Three forks. Hmm.
Kayla: Well, I ordered several courses.
Kayla: The first one is one of your favorites -- Seviche.
Steve: Seviche, hmm?
Steve: That's what this is. Okay. I like this stuff?
Kayla: Well, you did, eventually.
Steve: This is raw fish, isn't it?
Kayla: Well, it's not raw really. I mean, they marinate it in citrus juices, so it sort of cooks it.
Steve: Damn. What will they think of next?
Kayla: Try it. It's delicious.
Steve: Well, I guess I should like it if I liked it before, right -- that is, unless whoever wiped out my memory ripped off my taste buds, too.
Kayla: Do you like it?
Steve: Yeah. Hmm... interesting texture. Firm...but chewy.
Kayla: Right. You know, room service is great and everything, but I was kind of missing cooking for myself.
Steve: You cook?
Kayla: You sound surprised.
Steve: Well, it's just that you being a busy doctor when would you find the time?
Kayla: Well, I have to make the time because I love it so much. My mother is a wonderful cook. She's the best, and she taught me everything she knows. Of course, I would never try her chowder, but...
Steve: That chowder's good stuff. Ay yeah, it is. But I can't really even think about cooking if I don't have a place with a kitchen.
Steve: Hey, you know, I saw a motel by the waterfront -- got kitchenettes. But that wouldn't interest you, would it?
Kayla: Well, no, it's not that. I was just thinking of something a little more permanent.
Steve: Well, what about this place? This looks comfy.
Kayla: But it's still a hotel. I was thinking more like a house, a real home, maybe here in Salem.
Steve: So, you don't want to go back to L.A.?
Kayla: My family's here. Stephanie's here, and now that you're here, I could make Salem my home again.
Kayla: I mean, you did say that you were staying, right? You're not going back to Cincinnati.
Steve: Yeah, that's what I said.
Kayla: Right, so, I was kind of thinking that maybe after dinner, the two of us could do a little house-hunting so what do you think?
Steve: I think... I'm not really in the market for a place in the suburbs, especially since it's not like we're gonna be living together.
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Kayla: You know, excuse me. I think it's the peppers.
Steve: Oh, Kayla, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that the way it sounded.
Kayla: No, it's okay.
Steve: Listen, I'm not saying that we're never gonna live together. Hell, we're married, right? At least we were before I died and woke up as somebody else.
Kayla: Well, what did you mean exactly?
Steve: [Sighs] I just think that right now, for the time being, I just need some space, you know, to figure things out, get to know you again.
Kayla: I understand that.
Steve: God, you went to all this trouble. I ruined it. I'm sorry. This is --
Kayla: No, listen, it's no trouble at all. In fact, you know, we really should sit down and have our main course before it gets cold. Here. Sorry, I dropped your napkin.
Steve: Yeah. I can't wait to see what's next.
Kayla: It's another one of your favorites.
Steve: So to speak, right? Huh?
Kayla: Au poivre.
Steve: Au wha-- uh, ooh. Well, you have to forgive me. My French is a little rusty. But then, so is my English. Let's see here. Mmm.
Steve: Mmm. That's good. That's damn good.
Steve: Mm-hmm. Well, I have to admit, I usually eat my steak with just a little steak sauce, but this is different.
Kayla: Well, you used to order it all the time.
Steve: That's funny. I'm usually just a plain meat-and-potatoes man.
Kayla: Well, it took you a while to acquire the taste for a lot of things. But I really believe with time and patience it'll come back to you again. You know, I'd like to propose a toast. To us. To reconnecting with our past and more importantly, to our future.
Stephanie: Max... I'm sorry. I couldn't help overhearing. You and Chelsea broke up?
Max: About time, right?
Stephanie: I thought you guys were finally getting along.
Max: We were. We were doing a lot better.
Stephanie: Is this about what happened at the press conference when Bo took her down to the police station?
Max: Yeah, it is.
Stephanie: I'm sorry. You two were talking. I didn't mean to interrupt.
Billie: No, Stephanie, wait. Stay. Maybe you can help me convince him that he's making a big mistake.
Max: Don't bother, 'cause it's not gonna happen.
Billie: Max, listen. I know how much you care about Chelsea. You stood behind her when she was accused of killing her little brother. And now, what, you're just willing to turn your back on her like that?
Max: Because this time it was no accident, Billie.
Billie: You're right. It was no accident. This time she did something good on purpose. She was trying to help people. And when people realize what she did, they're gonna be very sorry that they treated her this way.
Max: Look, Billie, trust me. I really hope that I'm wrong, but I'm not. I know I'm not. And I just finally realized Chelsea is the way she is and she's never gonna change.
E.J.: Chelsea, hey. Chelsea, wake up. Wake up, sweetheart, come on.
E.J.: What? You're lying at the bottom of a pile of stairs. You're passed out. What's wrong with you? Hey, look at me. Chelsea, have you been drinking? Come on, let's get you up on your feet.
Chelsea: I'm okay.
E.J.: Come on.
Chelsea: I'm okay.
E.J.: All right. You're okay. Come on, stand over here. All right? [Sniffs] I don't smell any alcohol on you. What have you taken?
E.J.: Alcohol didn't do this, Chelsea. What have you taken?
Chelsea: I don't remember.
E.J.: You don't remember. Give me this. What's this? Hmm? Ecstasy?
Chelsea: Oh, yeah.
E.J.: Chelsea, Ecstasy is a very dangerous drug. Where did you get this? Where did you get this?
Chelsea: [Laughs] The mini-mart down the street.
E.J.: This isn't funny. This stuff will ruin your life. It can also kill you.
Chelsea: Hey! What are you doing?
E.J.: How many times have you taken that? Is that the first time?
Chelsea: I paid good money for that.
E.J.: Is that the first time?
Chelsea: Yeah. Okay? I heard that it is amazing. It's supposed to make you forget everything.
E.J.: Sweetheart, this is not a solution to what happened at the press conference this evening.
Chelsea: Hey, what happens in my life is none of your business.
E.J.: Maybe not, but it is your parents' business. And it is your probation officer's business.
Chelsea: Oh, can I see --
Max: You're the one person who has had Chelsea's number pretty much since day one. Now all of a sudden she can do no wrong, that she's unjustly accused, maybe even framed? Do you really believe that? Is that what you really believe -- that she's completely innocent in all of this?
Billie: Yes, I do. I believe with all of my heart that she did not deliberately try and hurt Shawn.
Max: Why -- why do you even believe that, hmm?
Billie: Because she told me. Max, you said it yourself. I know my daughter. I really know my daughter. I know when she is lying, and I know when she is telling the truth. Sheís trying to be a better person. She's not the same girl who wouldn't take responsibility for Zack, and she is not the same girl who went behind her father's back and faked those e-mails.
Max: What fake e-mails? What the hell are you talking about, Billie?
Kayla: Well, wait till you see what we have for dessert.
Steve: Uh, something tells me it's not apple pie.
Kayla: Nope. Peach.
Steve: Are you serious? We're having peach pie?
Kayla: Well, there's one thing that hasn't changed. Still your favorite?
Steve: Things are definitely looking up here. I mean, I like peach pie, and --
Kayla: Listen, I know what you mean. You know, I know -- I know it seems to you that we really don't have anything in common, but look how I grew up. I grew up over a fish market. I was on the boats at 5:00 A.M. When I was a kid. I come from working-class people, as blue-collar as they get.
Steve: Well, apparently I come from other people.
Kayla: Listen, the past doesn't really matter.
Steve: Doesn't it, baby?
Kayla: No. All that's important is who we are. And I'm convinced that in time, you'll realize that we belong together, just like you did before.
Steve: You always this optimistic?
Kayla: Well, I have been known to sort of see the bright side of things and the good in people.
Steve: Even in me when no one else did, right?
Kayla: That's not true. I wasn't the only one.
Steve: Oh, really? I'd like to know what your family thought the first time you told them you were mixed up with me.
Kayla: I didn't care what th t. I saw a good, caring, loving man, a man that had been through a lot, that was hurt a lot, and maybe even a little bit vulnerable.
Steve: Oh. Well, that's a new one. I've never been called that before.
Kayla: Well, you were. You wouldn't let anybody get close to you, not even me.
Steve: So, what changed?
Kayla: You, you finally trusted me. I think it happened the day that you let me take your patch off.
Kayla: Your tattoo -- it' like Bo's.
Steve: We got them around the same time.
Kayla: I know you two are friends, but I didn't know you were that close..
Steve: Who said we were close?
Kayla: A tattoo's for life. It doesn't seem like --
Steve: Just drop it, will you? It's history.
Kayla: All right.
Steve: No! No, no, no.
Kayla: Steve --
Steve: No, you don't touch that.
Kayla: Steve, come on. Steve -- Steve, I need to take it off to do my work.
Steve: Please. Please donít. Please. Please.
Kayla: Trust me, Steve. Now letís take it down. Please. Take it down. There you go. Yes, that's it. You're doing great. It's all right. It's all right. It's all right. 'Sig it's all right. Move your hand. Move your hand. There you go. How's that concussion that you got when you were helping Bo?
Steve: What about it?
Kayla: Well, do you feel any symptoms -- any dizziness or blurred vision?
Steve: I'm fine.
Kayla: Good. All right. I am gonna go to the drugstore, get you some antibiotic cream.
Steve: I don't want any cream.
Kayla: Steve, you need it. I won't be gone long, all right? Try to get some rest. I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?
Kayla: You let me see a part of you that you had kept hidden from the rest of the world. Maybe you thought I'd flinch or I'd look away. But I realized right that second that I loved you inside and out. And I still love you.
Max: Billie, answer me. What fake e-mails did Chelsea send to Hope?
Billie: I thought you knew.
Stephanie: I'll bet she did something to try and keep Aunt Hope and Uncle Bo apart.
Max: Is that what she did?
Billie: Look, Max, she was desperate.
Max: What did she do, Billie?
Billie: She intercepted Bo's e-mails, and she rewrote them and made it sound like Bo wanted a divorce.
Max: Oh, and the truth was that was the last thing he wanted.
Stephanie: Oh, my God.
Max: She really is sick. I thought she had problems, but you know what? Forging e-mails to break up her dad's marriage?
Billie: I'm not making excuses for her, Max.
Max: Oh, yeah, right.
Billie: No, I'm not. You know how desperate she was back then. She was terrified of going to jail, and she thought that if Bo and Hope got back together that Hope would somehow convince Bo to testify against her and she would go to jail for the rest of her life..
Max: I'm sorry, is that supposed to excuse what she did?
Billie: No, there is no excuse for what she did. I'm not saying that there is an excuse.
Max: There's no excuse. And you know what? She is responsible for breaking them up single-handedly.
Billie: No, she's not because you know what? When Hope found out about the e-mails, she still asked Bo for a divorce.
Max: Because, thanks to Chelsea, afterwards it was too late. Too much had already happened, like Hope getting pregnant with Patrick's kid. She probably never would have even slept with him if she knew how Bo really felt.
Billie: Oh, we don't know that.
Max: Maybe not. But what she is responsible for is Bo and Hope splitting up in the first place and then plotting and scheming to keep them apart. I mean, it wasn't enough what happened to Zack. All she cares about is saving her own neck and to hell with everyone else. You know what? I don't want that kind of person in my life. I don't even know why I ever did in the first place.
Billie: Wow. I guess you've made up your mind.
Max: Yeah, I have.
Billie: Well, I think you're gonna regret it when you find out the truth.. But whatever. I wish you the best, Max, because you were always very good to Chelsea, and I appreciate that. And if you two can't be happy together, then... I hope you find someone that will make you happy. I'm sorry. Excuse me, Stephanie.
Chelsea: Hi. Excuse me. Hi. Can I please just take whatever you've got on tap?
Bartender: I'll need to see some I.D.
E.J.: That won't be necessary. She's underage. Get the lady a root beer.
Chelsea: You know, E.J., for a really hot and sexy race car driver, you're really a drag, just like Max.
E.J.: Speaking of which, it's a good thing you had the sense not to get behind the wheel of a car this evening.
Chelsea: Oh, you followed me? You thought I'd run over someone again?
E.J.: I'm concerned about you, Chelsea.
Chelsea: Aw, that's sweet. But actually, I feel great.
Chelsea: Mm-hmm. I mean, I admit that, that stuff totally knocked me on my ass before, but that -- sorry -- that's just because I wasn't used to that. But now...I feel great! And I am ready to party. Excuse me. ["Wild" by Lonestar plays] Excuse me. Hi. Let's dance, how are you? Ooh, sorry.
Whoo! Whoo! Yeehaw!
Guy: Yeah. [Cheering]
Kayla: Is it? Are you remembering something? You're remembering something, aren't you? You felt something, didn't you?
Kayla: What is it? You are remembering something, aren't you? I can feel it.
Steve: No, no.
Kayla: Well, then what's wrong?
Steve: What's wrong? This is wrong, Kayla. Iím not the same person you used to know. I won't let you kid yourself into believing that I am.
Kayla: But you are.
Steve: No, I'm not. I'm not! I'm not the man you fell in love with. That's not me. You don't want me.
Kayla: I do.
Steve: . This Steve, whatever you saw in him, a caring, a vulnerable guy, whatever the hell that was, that guy is dead. He's not coming back.
Kayla: That's not true.
Steve: Yeah, it is.
Kayla: No, it's not. Look at you with our daughter, with Stephanie. You're so caring. You're protective.
Steve: Kayla -- Kayla, you're a nice person. I want you to do yourself a favor and steer clear of me.
Kayla: I can't do that. I can never do that. I can never give up on you.
Steve: Don't you get it? I'm not giving you a choice! I'm sorry. Listen, I'm sorry. This just isn't gonna work.
Stephanie: Why would Chelsea do something like that? I mean, I know she and Shawn don't exactly get along, but --
Max: I don't know. She obviously hates him so much, she'd do anything. You know Shawn and Philip think that she's responsible for switching their embryos.
Max: Mm-hmm. So that Belle would end up pregnant with Shawn's kid and Shawn and Mimi's surrogate would end up with Philip's. How's that for twisted?
Stephanie: If that's true, I mean, she's beyond sick. She's evil. She's lost it.
Stephanie: I'm sorry. I know how hard this must be. I know how much you loved her.
Max: Look, like I said before, I knew she had problems, but I just thought --
Stephanie: She had a good heart. You always told me that. And maybe she does. But she needs a lot of help.
Max: Yeah, she does. And like I told Billie, that's not my problem anymore. I can't be the one to save her. No one can. She did it to herself. Anyway, look, enough about that. I know you didn't come here to listen to all this drama, so...
Stephanie: No, no, it's all right. Actually, that's kind of why I'm here.. I thought you might need a friend after what happened at the press conference.
Max: Well, or something different.
Max: A girl who doesn't play games.
Stephanie: It's not that unusual. Maybe you've just been meeting the wrong kind of girl.
Max: Yeah, maybe I have.
Guy: Sheís wild as the wild, wild west but here's the part I love the best that girl only gets wild with me whoo!
E.J.: Excuse me, gentlemen. Do you mind if I cut in?
Guy: "Cut in" -- who are you, my grandfather? Yeah, you wait your turn.
E.J.: It is my turn. Now get lost.
Chelsea: You guys, don't fight over me. There is enough of me to go around. I will hook up with you two later, I promise.
E.J.: Come on.
Chelsea: I told you that I would show you how to have a good time.
Stephanie: I don't know about you, but this is my favorite comfort food.
Max: Chili-cheese fries.
Stephanie: Mm-hmm, otherwise known as "heart attack in a basket," or at least according to my mom. But my grandma's are the best, aren't they?
Max: Tell me about it. Thank you, Doctor Johnson Jr.
Stephanie: Oh, whatever you do, do not let her hear you calling me that.
Max: Why, she wanted you to study medicine, too?
Stephanie: That was her dream. Of course, now she'd settle for anything that's not racing. She has tried everything she can to make me give it up. But you want to know something? I'd trade it all, my whole career, for just one day with my dad again.
Max: I know, but now you have him back, right? I mean, better late than never.
Stephanie: Absolutely. You have no idea how happy I am that he's back in my life and back in my mom's life. I mean, if any two people were meant to be together, it's them.
[Slow harmonica music plays]
Billie: Wow. You're really good.
Steve: What's weird -- I can't remember anything about my past, but I play this damn harmonica like I've been doing it all my life.
Billie: Maybe you have.
Steve: So, what are you doing out here at this time of night all by your lonesome?
Billie: Just going for a walk, relaxing. I like it here. What about you?
Billie: You know, I just came from the Brady Pub. I saw your daughter, Stephanie.
Steve: Oh, yeah?
Billie: Touchy subject?
Steve: It's just a little complicated right now.
Billie: Complicated? Why?
Chelsea: Don't tell me you didn't like that.
E.J.: Where's Max, Chelsea? Why aren't you with your boyfriend this evening?
Chelsea: Because -- because he broke up with me. Yeah.
E.J.: I see.
Chelsea: Mm-hmm. But you know what I say? I say, why waste your time on a relationship that's not going anywhere?
E.J.: Chelsea, I've heard Max say many times how much he cares about you..
Chelsea: Oh, yeah, well, then that was before.
E.J.: That was before what?
Chelsea: You were there. I mean, the press conference. You heard. I am the psycho who has be stalking my brother Shawn. And I am responsible for every bad thing that happens lately, including my Cousin Will being kidnaped.
E.J.: I doubt that.
E.J.: 'Cause I know for a fact you're not the one terrorizing your family.
Chelsea: Hmm, then you know more than everybody else. Why is that?
E.J.: All right, come on.
E.J.: The reason I know you're not a threat to the Bradyís -- well, for one, I was with you at the wedding when Sami received her first threatening phone call.
Chelsea: Sami received a threatening phone call on her wedding? [Gasps] That's why -- that's why Austin -- she left Austin at the altar.
E.J.: Yes, as a matter of fact it is.
E.J.: You're cold. Here.
Chelsea: You know what? It's, like, freezing in here.
E.J.: Mm-hmm. Come on. I'll take care of it, all right?
Stephanie: You know, you kind of remind me of my dad.
Max: How so?
Stephanie: Well, you both have these different -- well, very different sides of your personality. At least that's what I know from what my mom tells me. Maybe that's why I like you so much.
Kayla: Hi, doll, Max.
Stephanie: Hi, Mom. I was just talking about you.
Stephanie: What's going on?
Kayla: Well, actually, I was looking for your dad. Any chance either one of you have seen him?
Stephanie: No, I havenít.
Max: No, neither have I.
Stephanie: Why? Is something wrong?
Kayla: I hope not.
Steve: What I mean is... I don't know. I've been flying solo for so long now, it's just, I feel like right now I need to keep it that way.
Billie: What about Kayla? You don't have to answer me. It's none of my business.
Steve: No, no, that's not happening.
Billie: What? Are you -- I thought that you guys were working things out.. I thought that you were working --
Steve: We've been trying. We've been working it out, but it's not working out. Look, I had dinner with her tonight. It's not gonna work.
Billie: I'm sorry. Are you sure?
Steve: I just can't give her what she needs. Anyway, you know what? I got too much to do to be tied down right now.
Billie: You keep saying that. What have you got to do?
Steve: Well, for one thing, I got to kick your butt at darts again.
Billie: Hey, I will have you know that I am good at other things besides just darts.
E.J.: I've got to tune you up.
Chelsea: I thought that this drug was supposed to make it so you could party all night long.
E.J.: Chelsea, this drug has had a very bad effect on you, not that there are any good effects. I want you to promise me something. Look at me. Look at me. Come on. Hey. Promise you're never gonna take this again, right?
Chelsea: Sure! Okay.
E.J.: Let's go.
Chelsea: Everything is spinning.
E.J.: Okay. Look at me. I want you to call Max tomorrow morning and work things out. Will you do that?
Chelsea: Max who?
E.J.: Come on. Come on.
Kayla: Everything was really going so well -- at least it was starting to. I felt like he was on the verge of remembering something -- some kind of breakthrough. And then...
Stephanie: Then what?
Kayla: And then he just bolted. I don't know what happened.
Stephanie: Well, maybe he just got a little freaked out and needed some time to himself. I mean, dad's like that, right?
Kayla: You know, maybe I'm just trying too hard. Well, this is not for you to worry about. I'm sorry. I will leave you here with your evening with Max. I'm gonna get going.
Stephanie: Where are you going?
Kayla: To find your father and make this right.
Steve: So, what else are you good at besides darts?
Billie: Well, there's target shooting... pinball... Parcheesi.
Steve: Parcheesi. That all?
Billie: Picking unavailable men. So, like you, I am flying solo. I'm single, no complications.
Steve: You've sworn off all men?
Billie: Hell no. I'm all about romance, living in the moment.
Steve: You know, it sounds like you and I think a lot alike.
Billie: Sounds like we do.
Patrick: You all right?
Hope: Yeah, I'm fine.
Bo: He loves you. Eventually he'll remember that.
Kayla: And what if he doesn't?
Billie: What do you say we go somewhere where we can get to know each other a little better?
Steve: You just lead the way.
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