Days Transcript Friday 12/29/06

Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 12/29/06 - Canada; Monday 1/1/07 - U.S.A.


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Roman: Sami, I understand you've had a tough night. How is Lucas?

Sami: Dad, he's in shock, and he has hypothermia and a broken leg.

Roman: But he's gonna make it, right?

Sami: Hopefully.

Roman: Okay, tell me what happened.

Sami: We decided to go to Green Mountain. And you know how bad it was snowing. Well, our car died, and so, we had to get shelter in this abandoned cabin. And the roof collapsed. And there was this beam that was crushing Lucas' legs, and I couldn't get it off of him. So, I tried to call for help, but there was no signal. There was no service in the cabin, so I hiked back to the road to try to find some help.

Sami: [Sobbing] Thank you. Thank you so much for stopping.

E.J.: Hello, Samantha.

Sami: E.J.

Sami: Well, I couldn't find anyone, so I went back to the cabin. And Lucas was unconscious, Dad. I didn't think he was gonna make it. I was so scared. I figured out a way to get the beam off of him.

Sami: Just shut up and help me. Lucas -- Lucas, honey, we're gonna get this off of you. God! Oh!

E.J.: Satisfied?

Sami: And after that, I wrapped him in a blanket and I dragged him back to the road. And finally, this trucker stopped, and he brought us to the hospital.

Roman: Sami, that is the most incredible story I ever heard.

Sami: Are you calling me a liar?

Waiter: Enjoy.

Abe: Thank you. Something wrong with your food?

Lexie: Mnh-mnh.

Abe: You know, Roman was just doing his job.

Lexie: I may have saved John's life tonight, Abe. I didn't deserve to be given the third degree.

Abe: Sweetheart, E.J. was sent here to kill John. And lucky for us, you saw the shooting.

Lexie: What if I wasn't a witness, Abe? What if I didn't actually see E.J. shoot John?

Abe: Well, then I'd want to know why you told Roman you did.

Maggie: Okay, we will see you tomorrow at 8:00? All right, good night. Okay.

Chelsea: Good evening, Mrs. Horton.

Maggie: Oh, hi, Chelsea. How are you? Um...table for one?

Chelsea: No, actually, I'm not here for dinner.

Maggie: That means you must want something.

Chelsea: Actually I do. I want a job.

Billie: Hello? Anyone? Hello? Wow. Gee. I can't remember the last time I had my place to myself.

Steve: Dear Billie, saying I didn't know what to say was lame, even for me. You deserve so much better. So if you haven't already burned this without reading it, I'm gonna try to answer your questions, tell you as best as I can what you meant to me.

Kayla: Steve! Steve! Oh, jeez. Oh, Steve. Steve.

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

Abby: So, what are you gonna do about Chelsea?

Nick: If Chelsea finds out on her own that I'm Lonely Splicer, she's gonna hate me for the rest of her life. But if I tell her the truth myself, then, I don't know, maybe she'll --

Abby: Maybe she'll look at you differently, just like the way you looked at her when you saw her blogging her brains out.

Nick: It wasn't her brains I noticed. It was her heart.

Abby: Well, that's exciting.

Nick: Not if you know her like I do. Chelsea's whole tough-girl thing -- the whole thing is a complete act.

Abby: Just like your pencil-pushing, Star Trek watching, techno-geek thing is?

Nick: No.

Abby: Come on, Nick. You're sweet and sensitive and handsome, in your own way, and Chelsea adores you. I mean, why not tell her the truth?

Nick: She doesn't adore me. She adores Lonely Splicer.

Abby: You are Lonely Splicer. Didn't you ever have to read "Cyrano de Bergarac" in school?

Nick: Chelsea wants the book to match the cover. She could never love a guy like me.

Maggie: Why do you want a job, Chelsea?

Chelsea: Well, I actually met this really great guy.

Maggie: On the internet. Abby told me.

Chelsea: Because of him, I'm changing. It's like he said -- love is transformative.

Maggie: It certainly can be.

Chelsea: He's a really great guy. He's funny. He's caring. He's smart. And he actually likes me for who I am. He just makes me want to be a better person.

Maggie: So that's why you want to work at Chez Rouge?

Chelsea: Well, yes and no. I actually want to for my mom. She's been really devastated ever since Steve got his memory back and broke up with her, and since we're still living with the last guy that she broke up with, well, it's just kind of awkward. And I thought that if we put our money together, we could get our own little place, kind of start fresh, except I don't have any money. But Abby told me that, that pyro hooker that my brother, Shawn, convinced you to hire got thrown in jail for burning his apartment down, so I figured you're gonna need somebody to cover her shifts and why not me?

Maggie: Now, that's the Chelsea I know and love.

Steve: It's hard to explain what I don't understand myself, but I'll try. The guy you met before I got my memory back wasn't the real me, but the feelings we had -- they were real. You're a good woman who took a chance on me, and I let you down. I'm sorry for that. I don't know if telling you this will make it better or worse, but if things had turned out different, if I was still that guy you used to beat at darts, you were good for me, Billie. You helped me look toward the future instead of always wondering what I'd left behind. Parts of my life are still missing. I might never remember everything, but I'll never forget the time we spent together.

Billie: Neither will I.

Kayla: Steve. Steve.

Steve: Where are we?

Kayla: We're at the trauma center.

Steve: Why?

Kayla: Because John was shot and he's in surgery.

Steve: What am I doing on the floor?

Kayla: You passed out. You don't remember anything?

Steve: No.

Kayla: You want to stand?

Steve: Yeah, I'll get up.

Kayla: Easy, easy, easy. Any dizziness?

Steve: No, no, no. I'm fine. I just don't know what happened.

Kayla: I'm gonna get a doctor to help you.

Steve: No, no, no, no. Come here, baby. Come on. You're my doctor.

Kayla: No, no, no, no. We need to get somebody to examine you. Please be serious.

Steve: You examine me. And then I'll examine you.

Kayla: Are you trying to distract me?

Steve: Is it working?

Roman: Sami, I didn't call you a liar.

Sami: You said it was so incredible.

Roman: I said it was an incredible story, and it is an incredible story. You saved Lucas' life. I am proud of you.

Sami: You have to help me save Lucas.

E.J.: I want you, Samantha. I want you to have sex with me. I want you, Samantha. I want you, Samantha.

Sami: I did what I had to do.

Roman: Yeah, I mean, you hear these stories all the time about people getting superhuman strength in time of need, like mothers lifting cars up.

Sami: Dad, it was a nightmare, okay? I don't want to talk about it. I just want to forget it.

Office: Commander Brady, could I have a word with you, please?

Roman: Sure. I'll be right back.

Sami: What did he say about Lucas? What isn't he telling me?

Roman: It's not about Lucas.

Sami: Then what?

Roman: John was shot tonight.

Sami: John?

Roman: Yeah, we had a trap set at the boathouse, but everything went wrong.

Sami: E.J. You're saying E.J. shot John.

Roman: But the doctors are doing everything they can to save John.

Sami: Where's mom? Does she know?

Roman: She's in the chapel.

Sami: Dad, how could you let this happen? Damn it, how did you let him escape your trap? How could you let him get away?

Roman: How do you know E.J. got away?

Roman: Sami -- Sami -- Sami, I asked you a question. How do you know E.J. got away?

Sami: Because, Dad, if you had captured him, you wouldn't be standing here. You would be at the station grilling him, sticking bamboo under his fingernails or whatever it took to get a confession out of him.

Roman: First of all, it doesn't work that way. But if John doesn't make it --

Sami: No, don't talk like that. John and mom, they just got married. They were finally gonna be happy, and everything was perfect for them.

Roman: Yeah, I know.

Sami: Daddy, what happened?

Roman: It was my fault. Bo was supposed to meet E.J. at the boathouse, but then all of a sudden we get this phone call. Lockhart had kidnapped Hope, and he's got her held at gunpoint, so obviously Bo takes off to save her. I let John go instead.

Sami: Well, is Aunt Hope okay?

Roman: Yes, yes, she's fine. Lockhart is in custody.

Sami: Dad, E.J. made him do it.

Roman: That's where my money is. We knew he was working for the DiMeras. But damn it, Sami, I -- I just shouldn't have let John do this.

Sami: Dad, it's gonna be okay, okay? John is gonna be okay. He is gonna make it. And he is gonna wake up, and he is gonna identify E.J. as the person who shot him. And then you are gonna capture E.J. and bring him to justice.

Roman: Yeah, well, that's easier said than done. But the good news is we do have another witness to the shooting.

Sami: Who?

Roman: Lexie Carver.

Waiter: So, is there anything else I can get for you -- coffee or dessert?

Abe: Just a couple decafs, please.

Waiter: All right.

Abe: You're afraid. That's why you're changing your story, isn't it?

Lexie: Abe, I could lose everything. I could lose everyone I love.

Abe: I won't let that happen. I promise if you testify, I will protect you and Theo and your mother.

Lexie: I know., well, I mean, hypothetically, okay, if I didn't actually see E.J. shoot John, could you still put together a case?

Abe: You heard Roman. CSI went over that boathouse with a fine-tooth comb. There's nothing.

Lexie: Then I'm really all you've got.

Abby: So, you're not America's next supermodel. Who is?

Nick: Um, you.

Abby: Yeah, tell that to Max. [Cellphone rings]

Nick: If Max doesn't get it, he's crazy.

Abby: And you are trying to change the subject. Hello?

Maggie: Abby, it's Aunt Maggie.

Abby: Hey. What's wrong?

Maggie: You'll never guess who walked in here to Chez Rouge tonight looking for a job -- Chelsea.

Abby: Chelsea wants to be a waitress at Chez Rouge?

Maggie: Well, as your friend, I wanted to know if you think I should give her a chance.

Abby: Aunt Maggie, it's your decision.

Maggie: But you think I should do it.

Abby: Yeah, but, I mean, I understand if you're afraid to take the risk.

Maggie: Okay. All right, thank you, sweetheart. Bye-bye.

Nick: Is Aunt Maggie gonna give Chelsea a job?

Abby: I don't know, but it's pretty amazing to see how far Chelsea would go to impress Lonely Splicer.

Nick: Yeah, well, I'm sure I'll hear all about it on IM.

Abby: Wouldn't you rather talk to her face-to-face?

Nick: Of course I would.

Abby: Well, then you should stop playing games and tell her the truth.

Nick: Abby, don't you get it? I'm a joke. God, I'm such a loser. What's the point? I might as well tell Chelsea the truth. I can't get any worse off than I already am. Okay.

Abby: Well, it's the right decision.

Nick: All right. I'm gonna call her and tell her to meet me at her house.

Abby: At least you'll know where you stand.

Nick: I already do.

Kayla: Here.

Steve: No, I'm not thirsty.

Kayla: Just drink this. Come on. You'll feel better.

Steve: You're making way too much out of this.

Kayla: You passed out. That's not normal. Take the water. Thank you.

Steve: You want normal, you shouldn't have chosen this one-eyed dude.

Kayla: Listen, I am serious. Really, you've been through a lot lately.

Steve: Haven't we all?

Kayla: Yeah, but I'm talking about you. You just got your memory back after all these years. That's huge.

Steve: When you're right, you're right.

Kayla: Good. Okay. Well, you know what? I want to schedule you a complete physical, but in the meantime, I want to get your vitals checked.

Steve: No, no.

Kayla: Please, for me.

Steve: [Sighs] I was still hoping you would check my vitals.

Kayla: I want to get a doctor with an unbiased opinion. Please.

Steve: Okay. For you, sweetness.

Kayla: Thank you. All right. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.

Steve: There ain't no place to go.

Sami: Dad, I don't understand. What was Lexie doing at the boathouse?

Roman: I'll explain that to you later, okay? Right now I need your help in finding E.J.

Sami: Mine?

Roman: Yeah, when E.J. left the scene, he stole Lexie's car. Somehow he got through this roadblock we had set up. It was very close to where you and Lucas were stranded.

Sami: So, what's this all about?

Officer: We're recording the make and the plates of all vehicles passing, ma'am.

Sami: So, standard procedure, huh? Well, am I free to go?

Officer: Drive careful.

Sami: Thanks. Be safe, officer.

E.J.: Very well done, Samantha. Very well done.

Sami: How do you think he got through?

Roman: 'Cause the officers on duty took a log of every license plate of every car that went through there. One of them was Lexie's, but she wasn't in it.

Sami: And you think that E.J. was.

Roman: Yes, yes, we do, but the cops didn't see him. So, Sami, I'm just hoping that maybe you saw a car that looked like Lexie's when you were out looking for help and that maybe you saw what direction they were going in. I'm saying anything that could help us figure out where in the hell E.J. is headed.

Sami: Dad, I only saw the trucker that helped me and Lucas. I'm so sorry.

Roman: Well, you know what? That's okay. It's all right. I knew it was a long shot. I was just hoping maybe you saw something. But you listen to me, okay? Will you please listen to me? Sweetheart, I am so, so proud of you, okay? I am very proud of you.

Sami: Daddy.

Abe: You've been through a lot tonight.

Lexie: Honey, so have you. I mean, the ophthalmologist confirming that you're rejecting the cornea transplants. Has he spoken to you about your options?

Abe: Yeah, he gave me a prescription to keep the pressure down. That's all I can do unless I want to try another transplant operation.

Lexie: Oh, well, how do you feel about that?

Abe: There's a good chance my eyes would reject any transplant. How many times can I put myself through that kind of pain and disappointment?

Lexie: Only you can decide that, sweetheart. But I'm behind you no matter what decision you make. Maybe you should give it at least one more try.

Abe: You know, it's not like I'm a coward. It's just --

Lexie: Honey, of course not. You are the bravest man I have ever known. But that doesn't mean you can't be scared, Abe. I mean, come on. Going blind is scary.

Abe: Yes, it is. There's something that scares me even more. That's having you to take care of me. I'd rather die.

Chelsea: So, have you decided yet?

Maggie: Okay, here's the deal. I am shorthanded tonight, so if you're willing to do a shift now, I will see how you fit in.

Chelsea: I wasn't expecting to start so soon.

Maggie: Now, you understand this is a trial.

Chelsea: Yeah, to see if I like the job.

Maggie: To see if you can do the job -- to see if the rest of the staff you can get along with and to see if the customers like you and that if you really are able to put them first.

Chelsea: I can. I promise.

Maggie: Introduce yourself to Margaret and tell her that I asked her to show you the drill.

Chelsea: Thank you.

Maggie: Mm-hmm.

Chelsea: You won't regret it. I promise.

Maggie: Okay.

Billie: Hi, mom, it's me. I don't know why I'm calling you, but -- you know, not that you care or anything. But remember how I told you that Steve chose me over Kayla? Well, about two seconds later, he got his memory back. And -- and they're back together. And I hope that they will be very happy. No, I don’t. No, I don’t. You know, I am tired of always having to say the right thing. "Oh, I'm so happy for them." Well, you know what? I'm really not. I'm not happy for them at all. When is it gonna be my turn? I am tired of settling for scraps. I am tired of always... always ending up alone. Mom, could you call me, please? I just really need somebody to talk to. Okay? Thanks.

Kayla: Steve. Steve, what -- The call to help local women's shelter this holiday season - and you responded in a very big way. -- "Well, I was overwhelmed. When I came out the door and saw that mountain of stuff."

Kayla: Steve. Are you all right?

Steve: Yeah.

Kayla: You just had such a strange look on your face.

Steve: Well, I'm fine.

Kayla: Well, listen, all the doctors that are on duty are too busy, so you're gonna get your wish. I'm going to examine you, so why don't we go this way?

Steve: Goody, goody.

Kayla: Be a good boy. Come on.

Steve: I am a good boy.

Lexie: You'd rather die than have me take care of you. Sweetheart, I'm your wife.

Abe: You know what I mean.

Chelsea: Hello, Dr. Carver, commissioner.

Lexie: Chelsea. What are you doing?

Chelsea: I am working here, and your waitress asked me to bring you your decafs and your check.

Abe: Thank you.

Lexie: Uh, Chelsea, would you excuse us, please?

Chelsea: Is there a problem? 'Cause if there is, I'm sure --

Lexie: I said leave us alone.

Chelsea: Okay, sure.

[Doorbell rings]

Billie: Hi.

Nick: Hi. I came by to see Chelsea. Is she here?

Billie: No. Why? Was she expecting you?

Nick: No, I left a voice mail for her to meet me here.

Billie: Come on in. Yeah.

Nick: Okay.

Billie: Well, come on. Sit down. Take a load off.

Nick: Okay. Mrs. Reed?

Billie: Miss Reed. Miss...Reed.

Nick: Are you okay?

Billie: Oh, sure, I'm fine. Never better.

Nick: Chelsea told me you didn't drink.

Billie: Chelsea's right. I don't drink. But tonight is a special occasion.

Nick: But you're -- you're in a program, right?

Billie: [Laughing] Boy, Chelsea didn't leave anything out, did she? You can't tell her about this!

Nick: No, no, no, of course not. Do you mind me asking you what's wrong?

Billie: [Exhales sharply] You're too young to understand.

Nick: Try me. People tell me I'm wise beyond my years.

Billie: [Laughs] No. You're too young and you're too inexperienced.

Nick: I'm experienced enough to know that you're plastered.

Billie: [Laughs] I think the technical term is blotto. [Laughs] [Crying]

Nick: Do you want me to call Chelsea? I can call Chelsea. It's no problem.

Billie: No, no, you can't tell Chelsea. She can't see me like this, okay? You have to promise me --

[Telephone rings] Damn it. You have to promise me. Promise me you won't tell her any of this. Please.

Nick: I promise. Okay.

Billie: Okay. Hello?

Chelsea: Hey, Mom, it's me. Listen, Nick called me and wanted to meet me at the house, but I'm running a little late and I don't really feel like seeing him, anyway.

Billie: He's already here.

Chelsea: God, can you just get rid of him, please?

Billie: Chelsea, I don't think so.

Chelsea: Mom, just tell him I'll see him tomorrow, okay? Thank you. Bye.

Billie: Um... Chelsea's gonna have to reschedule. It's not polite to read other people's mail.

Nick: I'm so sorry.

Billie: Don't look at me like that.

Nick: Like what?

Billie: Like I'm a loser.

Waiter: Thank you.

Abe: I couldn't read it. That's what I'm talking about -- you taking care of me.

Lexie: Sweetheart, that's what husbands and wives do. For better or worse, in sickness and in health. Abe -- honey -- honey, wait, wait, wait. Okay, look. Listen. Think about all the sacrifices that you've done for me. But they're not really sacrifices when you love someone, are they?

Abe: [Sighs] Oh, I don't know what I do to deserve you. I thank God for you every day.

Steve: Ow!

Kayla: What?

Steve: Owie!

Kayla: You know, I am warning you.

Steve: I love it when you get tough with me.

Kayla: Your pressure's a little high.

Steve: I can't imagine why.

Kayla: [Groans] All right, let's listen to your heart.

Steve: Aah. That's too cold.

Kayla: You know, you are such a baby. All right. Is that better?

Steve: Oh, yeah. Yeah, keep going over that way a little bit. Can't you find my heart?

Kayla: It's racing a little bit.

Steve: That's because I'm feeling a little faint.

Kayla: Are you?

Steve: Yeah. I think I need some "Kayloxygen."

Nick: I don't think you're a loser. And I'm sorry that I read Steve's letter.

Billie: That's okay. Pretty soon, the whole town's gonna know about it anyway. "Dear Billie, it was fun while it lasted."

Nick: That's not what it said.

Billie: Yes, it does.

Nick: It said that he really cared about you and that if he hadn't remembered Kayla, then things would be different.

Billie: Oh, you're so young and romantic.

Nick: So are you.

Billie: Yeah, I am romantic. But young -- not so much anymore.

Nick: It's the wine.

Billie: It's my life. You don't care about this anyway.

Nick: Yes, I do.

Billie: Why?

Nick: Because we're not all that different.

Billie: Really?

Nick: Really. I know how you feel -- like there's this part of you that you desperately want to show someone, but someone who's gonna understand and who's gonna look at you in the eyes and recognize you for who you really are.

Billie: How do you know all that?

Nick: Because I feel the same.

Billie: God help you.

Kayla: Listen. This is not a game. People don't just pass out for no reason. I'm not saying that it's something serious, but we need to figure out what it is.

Steve: Why? I'm fine now.

Kayla: But you don't know that. Don't you understand? Look, Marlena is in that chapel right now praying that John makes it through. I know what that feels like. I buried you once, and I mourned you forever. And I don't want to go through that again.

Steve: I know you don’t.

Kayla: Okay. Then promise me that you will get a full neurological work up.

Steve: Cross my heart. First thing, I'll do it.

Kayla: All right. Then you wait for me at the nurses' desk, and I'm gonna go make you an appointment, all right?

Steve: Okay.

Nick: You want to seem hard and cynical, but you're not any more than I am. Steve might be a terrific guy, but he is not the one for you.

Billie: The latest in a long line.

Nick: You're a beautiful woman. You're gonna find someone else. I know it.

Billie: Spoken like someone at the beginning of his life.

Nick: You know, if there really is such a thing as self-fulfilling prophecy, if you keep feeling sorry for yourself and acting like it's hopeless --

Billie: What the hell difference does it make how I act or how I feel when at the end of the day, I still get to go home alone, I still get to get in bed by myself when all I want...

Nick: All you want is someone to hold you... ...and... kiss you.

Max: Is there something going on between us, Mimi?

Lucas: I just don't understand one thing. I mean, who got that beam off my leg like that?

Chelsea: Do you want to fight me? 'Cause I'm game.

Nick: No, no. No, no, no, no. You're not gonna tell Chelsea, are you?

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