Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 1/11/07 - Canada; Friday 1/12/07 - U.S.A.
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Lexie: You okay?
Abe: Yeah, I'm fine.
Joel: Dr. Carver.
Joel: We've missed you around here.
Lexie: Why, thank you, Joel. It's good to see you.
Abe: What's going on? What's this bad news that couldn't be discussed over the phone?
Joel: Well, it's very embarrassing, sir, but it seems that the skeleton you sent down to forensics for analysis... has disappeared. [Door opens]
Conner: [Shivers] Hey, Mom. What's up?
Bonnie: "What's up?" I'll tell you what's up. Where the hell you been? I've been looking all over for you, mister.
Conner: I went out to grab some breakfast. You were still asleep. I didn't want to wake you. What's your problem?
Bonnie: Just got a skeleton in the trunk of my car that I got to get rid of now.
Conner: Well, hey, I helped you swiped the thing from the morgue, and when I asked you last night what you planned on doing with him...
Bonnie: Stop calling it a him, please.
Conner: ...You just gave me that dumb stare and said you didn't have a plan. So whatever happens now, it's all on you, lady.
Max: Hey, sleepyhead.
Max: Whoa, hey, it's just me. You spent the night here, remember, on the couch?
Mimi: Oh, yeah. What time is it?
Max: Late. I let you sleep in so I could go down to the courthouse and sign the affidavits for Belle and Shawn --
Mimi: You what? Max, I wanted to go with you. It was the least I could do after everyth--
Max: Relax, we have plenty of time. I mean, it's a closed hearing anyway. The best we could do is wait outside and wait for them to come out.
Mimi: Well, then, that's what we'll do.
Mimi: Is one of those for me?
Max: Uh, actually, they both are. I didn't know if you wanted a single latte or a double latte, so...
Mimi: So you got one of each.
Mimi: Could you possibly be any sweeter?
Max: What can I say? You inspire me, so which will it be?
Mimi: Uh...this morning, definitely a double.
Max: Oh. Rough night on the couch last night, huh? I told you, you could take the bed.
Mimi: No, actually, it was very comfortable. It was the best sleep I've had in a very long time. What about you?
Max: It was great. It was great. Up until the second cold shower I had to take at 4:00 A.M., it was fine.
Mimi: [Laughs] Do I really have that effect on you?
Max: Do you even have to ask?
Mimi: I got to get ready.
Max: No, you don’t. I am not letting you get away this time.
Shawn D.: We're gonna do this, okay?
Belle: Shawn, I can’t. I can't lose her.
Shawn D.: We're not gonna lose her, okay?
Belle: But what if the judge --
Hope: Hi, sweetheart.
Shawn D.: Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?
Hope: You have to ask?
Shawn D.: You just had a baby. You shouldn't be here.
Hope: And you're our son, and we're here to support you. And you, honey. It's gonna be all right. You know that, right? Victor won't get away with this. No way.
Bo: I want you to keep that Brady temper in check. Don't give Victor any more ammo than he already has.
Shawn D.: I know, I know. I'm cool. I'm gonna keep it under control.
Belle: How did -- how did you know?
Marlena: Mom network. I was tipped off.
Hope: I couldn't not tell her, Belle.
Marlena: Why didn't you tell me yourself?
Belle: I'm really sorry. I just didn't want to make you more upset than you already were, and with dad in ICU --
Marlena: Honey, you were afraid that I couldn't handle it. And that's understandable. But I'm back. I'm gonna be here for you every possible second.
Belle: Thank you.
Hope: Well, look who's here.
Shawn D.: I am never gonna forgive you for this.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of our Lives.
Abe: It just disappeared. What the hell happened?
Joel: I don't know, sir. I mean, the bones were bagged. They were in the exam room. I saw them myself last night. And then this morning, they just weren't there.
Abe: Bottom line, Joel, what do you think happened?
Joel: There's only one thing that could have happened, sir. Our skeleton was stolen.
Bonnie: I can't believe you're refusing to help me.
Conner: What do you want from me? I came halfway across the country to help save the family. I got to lie to my sister about why I'm really here, help you steal a bag of bones, drive the getaway car. You don't even have a plan.
Bonnie: I told you I'd think of one eventually.
Conner: Oh, great. Now you're starting to think.
Bonnie: All right, cowboy. Let's try this on for size. What would you do in my place?
Conner: That's kind of a loaded question, Ma. I'd probably step in front of a bus.
Bonnie: You want a fresh one?
Conner: What would I do? Okay, here's what I would do. I'd find a place to stash those bones where no one will ever find them again. And I mean not ever.
Bo: Take it easy. Remember what I said.
Victor: It's all right, Bo. I know the boy's upset.
Shawn D.: I'm not a boy. I'm the father of the baby that you are trying to steal.
Victor: I didn't want to do this, but you and Belle left me no choice. I care far too much for my great-granddaughter.
Shawn D.: But Belle and I don't need your help raising Claire.
Victor: That's up to the court to decide.
Bo: Victor, can I talk to you in private?
Victor: Of course.
Belle: I had a dream about Claire last night. She was crying, and she was calling out for me. I just can't get that picture out of my head. My baby crying.
Shawn D.: We're gonna get her back. I swear to you that I will not let Victor take her away.
Bo: You're not really gonna do this, take this little girl from her parents?
Victor: As I said, it's for her own good. It's not as if she's going to a stranger. Philip was her father the first year of her life. They're deeply connected.
Bo: Yes, I know that, and I understand why he was so upset when he found out she wasn't his and it killed him to have to give her away. So why don't we come up with some compromise? Why involve the courts?
Victor: I tried that. Philip agreed. Shawn and Belle refused.
Bo: They refused to give up primary custody to a man who isn't her father. Where is your youngest son anyway?
Victor: He's on his way back from Montreal.
Bo: On his way back? And you expect the judge to grant him custody? To take this little girl from her mother's arms, give her to a man who isn't even here, who hasn't shown his face in months?
Victor: The judge is going to look at the facts. Philip is an upstanding citizen, a war hero, a man of considerable financial means. But more importantly, it's his name listed on Claire's birth certificate as father, and with that comes certain rights which he intends to exercise.
Bo: Tell me something, Victor. Why don't you let your little boy fight his own battles? Why are you involved in this?
Victor: You should know better than anyone, Bo. It's a father's job to stand by his son.
Bo: Huh. You're my father. I don't recall you standing by me.
Bailiff: Judge Carlson's ready. Plaintiffs and defendants only may enter the hearing room.
Victor: Excuse me.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I know.
Hope: We'll be praying for you, sweetheart.
Shawn D.: Thanks, Mom.
Bo: Remember what I said.
Shawn D.: I know, I know. Keep the temper under control.
Marlena: And I want you to stay strong. The judge will see the truth.
Dan: You two ready?
Shawn D.: Let's do this.
Abe: Stolen. Stolen! Are you telling me that somebody just waltzed in here, picked up a bag of bones, and took off without anybody noticing?
Joel: Well, it's not impossible, sir. I mean, it's not exactly like we have a huge staff here.
Lexie: Unfortunately, there are no cameras in this part of the hospital.
Abe: I want everybody that works in the morgue brought down here to me for questioning.
Joel: Well, pardon me, commissioner, but I don't think it was an inside job.
Joel: Well, I didn't think much of it at the time, but something strange happened last night during my shift.
Joel: This person came in asking about a body, and, well, I think they wanted to make arrangements for a funeral home to come and pick it up, but the body wasn't in our inventory.
Joel: Well, I went up to double-check, and when I came back, the kid seemed very agitated, like he couldn't get out of here quickly enough.
Abe: So you're telling me this might have been done by a boy?
Joel: A teenager. And, yes, commissioner, I think he did it.
Bonnie: Okay. Where to hide bones where no one's ever gonna find it ever. Come on, Bonnie, think. Oh, my God. The dump.
Conner: Unh-unh, no way. No, dogs will get at them for sure. The dump owner will track you down, worse, call the cops.
Bonnie: Oh, please. I give up. Let's just shove them under Patrick's bed.
Conner: Unh-unh, no way. I'm not sleeping in that bed with a creepy dead guy underneath me.
Bonnie: Well, unless you have a better idea, mister.
Conner: Well, I have been thinking. Why not just stick them in the backyard?
Bo: I got to do something. I'm going crazy staring at that damn door.
Hope: I know something you can do.
Hope: Could you get me some tea?
Bo: Yeah, yeah. Marlena, you want anything?
Marlena: I'm fine. Thanks, Bo.
Bo: Be right back.
Hope: Hey. How are you doing? Have you met with the neurologist yet, gotten a second opinion?
Marlena: I saw somebody this morning, an expert in deep-brain function. I don't have the heart to tell Belle that he said that there is no hope...that John is not going to recover.
Hope: Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Marlena. I am so sorry.
Marlena: He also agreed with the other doctors and thinks I should put John in long-term care. I don't know how I'd do that. I don't -- I can't bear to see him in a place like that.
Hope: He'll think you did the right thing at the time.
Marlena: Or he'll think that I abandoned him.
Hope: No. No. My gosh, he would never, ever think that.
Marlena: Don't be so sure.
Hope: Marlena. Marlena, look at me. Hey. You know John better than anyone. And if he could talk to you right now, what do you think he would tell you to do? Honestly?
Marlena: Honestly...honestly I don't know.
Hope: I think you do.
Marlena: I need to take a walk.
Judge Carlson: I've reviewed the papers filed by both sides. Mr. Kiriakis, I will ask that you state your case first as you originated the complaint.
Victor: Your Honor, I would like to start out by saying that I am here solely out of concern as a father, a grandfather, and a great-grandfather. I hold no malice toward Belle and Shawn. I will always consider Belle to be a daughter-in-law, and I love Shawn as the grandson that he is. But I also love my great-granddaughter, Claire. And recently it's come to my attention that she would be much better off with her father, that is the one and only father she has ever known, my son Philip Kiriakis.
Judge Carlson: I understand that you are here on your son's behalf. But do either of you have any evidence to support the foundation of your custody claim -- that Shawn and Belle are irresponsible parents?
Victor: More than enough, your Honor. Both of their lives are in complete disarray, to the point where they couldn't supply a stable home for the child.
Judge Carlson: What I'm looking for are facts, not your opinion.
Victor: Of course, your Honor. It's a fact that, not too long ago, Shawn walked away from a marriage to another woman and moved in with a prostitute, Willow Stark. That was a relationship that ended in violence. Unfortunately, my grandson is not a stranger to violence. Not too long ago, he crashed his car in a fit of rage into my living room. It's a miracle that no one was hurt or even killed.
Judge Carlson: He deliberately crashed his car into your home?
Victor: Yes, your Honor. And a few years ago, he drove his motorcycle through the window of St. Luke's, again endangering several people. So you see, we're dealing with severe anger-management issues here.
Judge Carlson: Indeed. Please go on.
Victor: Well, he has no job, no permanent residence. He's lived in the back room of a garage, on his father's boat, which he sank in the harbor, and for a time, he was even shacked up at the YWCA.
Judge Carlson: And what about Belle, Claire's mother?
Victor: Well, Belle is very sweet and well-meaning, but like Shawn, she has no job, no income, and she lives with her parents.
Judge Carlson: Isn't it possible that her parents are a stable influence for both her and the child?
Victor: If that would be the case, your Honor, I might not be here. But her mother has a history of mental instability. Her father was recently shot in a police-sting operation, and he's in a coma from which he is not expected to recover.
Judge Carlson: Is there anything else?
Victor: Unfortunately, yes. One terrible incident that you might say was the last straw, made my son realize that he had no choice but to pursue custody of his daughter.
Shawn D.: She is not his daughter.
Judge Carlson: Mr. Brady, you will have your chance to speak. Please go on. What was this incident?
Victor: Well, Belle was in a diner and managed to lose Claire for several hours. Under her sole supervision, or rather lack thereof, the child just wandered off. Fortunately, she was found and returned by a stranger unharmed, but no doubt traumatized by the whole experience.
Judge Carlson: I see that Shawn's name does not appear on Claire's birth certificate. Why is that?
Victor: Well, as far as I know, he never made a claim for paternity.
Shawn D.: I was going to.
Victor: Philip, on the other hand, was in every way, except biologically, her father from birth. He loves that child, your Honor, and she loves him. I hope you'll do the right thing and allow him to provide the safe and stable home that he always has in which she so desperately needs again. Thank you.
Judge Carlson: Mr. Brady, Ms. Kiriakis, now you have the floor. I welcome your response to these charges.
Dan: I'd like to speak on behalf of my clients, your Honor, because I can tell you without a doubt that the charges made by Mr. Kiriakis against them are completely out of context. Whatever mistakes that these young people have made...they've done nothing but love and do what is best for their child. And to back that up, several family members and friends have filed a petition on their behalf -- Steve Johnson, Dr. Kayla Brady Johnson, Max Brady, Mimi Lockhart Brady, Bo and Hope Brady, Dr. Marlena Evans Black, Mickey and Maggie Horton, Roman Brady, Commander of the Salem P.D., and Abe Carver, Commissioner. These are just a few that have gone on record in support of Shawn and Belle. I hope...that you can accept and consider these testimonials before rendering your decision in this case.
Judge Carlson: Thank you, Mr. Hall. But before I make a decision, I would like to hear from Shawn and Belle themselves. What do you say in answer to these charges? Are you irresponsible parents or has Mr. Kiriakis got it all wrong?
Joel: On the bright side, if the kid was involved, then maybe it's just a high-school prank.
Abe: That's your idea of a bright side?
Joel: Well, I'm sorry. No, sir. What I meant was that once the kids had their fun, they'll probably bring the bones back.
Abe: Do you think you could identify this young man who distracted you?
Joel: I could try.
Abe: Try hard. I'm gonna get a police sketch artist down here to do a composite drawing.
Joel: Anything I can do to help, sir.
Lexie: Thanks, Joel. Who are you calling?
Abe: I'm gonna call the station. I want to get a sketch artist down here A.S.A.P.
Lexie: Abe, I know those remains were important, but seeing as this is probably just nothing more than a high-school prank --
Abe: I don't think it was a prank.
Lexie: Oh, come on. Who else would want to steal a bag of old bones?
Abe: The killer.
Bonnie: Baby, I love you! My God, you're...genius. [Laughs] It's so easy. It's so simple. You're so right. We'll just put him in the backyard. All right, go get the bones and a burlap sack.
Conner: Unh-unh, no way I'm touching those creepy bones.
Bonnie: Fine, I'll do it. The important thing is we get them out of the trunk. God forbid I was stopped by the cops or, worse, rear-ended.
Conner: You gonna do it right now?
Bonnie: No, honey. We got to wait till tonight when it's dark. For now, let's just put him in the basement.
Conner: What's this about us?
Bonnie: Okay, sweetheart, you want to be a cowboy, right? Well, it's about time you learned how to cowboy up. Now go get those bones and stop giving me any argument. Right now! Get out, go, hurry! Jeez.
Mimi: Thanks for letting me crash here. I mean, it was really nice to have a break from my family, even if it was for just one night.
Max: Like I said, you're more than welcome anytime.
Mimi: That means a lot to me.
Max: Good. Or you just move in.
Shawn D.: Your Honor, my grandfather has made Belle and I look like terrible parents. That is just not true. Yeah, I have made some mistakes. I admit that -- huge mistakes. But I am working really hard to try to turn my life around and Claire is the main reason for that. I want to be the kind of man -- the kind of dad that she can look up to, that she can be proud of, because she means everything to me. So much that when I found out she was mine, I was willing to give her up because I couldn't stand the thought of hurting her by taking her away from the only family that she has ever known. Then Philip, he took off. He bailed on her without saying a word to anyone. Philip abandoned her, your Honor, and he has been absent from her life ever since. Look, she needed a father, so I stepped up. And ever since that day, I have been committed to giving my daughter the best life possible.
Judge Carlson: And what steps have you taken to that end, Mr. Brady?
Shawn D.: For one, I got my job back as a mechanic.
Judge Carlson: When was this?
Shawn D.: Just the other day. And it's a real job. I moved back in with my parents to try to save up enough money so that the three of us can get a place of our own -- me, Belle, and Claire. I want to give her the kind of home that I had growing up. That's my goal. And I can do that if you give us a chance. And one more thing, your Honor. Belle is an incredible mother. And anybody who says otherwise is crazy. She would give her life for our daughter, as would I.
Judge Carlson: Ms. Kiriakis, is there anything you'd like to add?
Belle: Yes, your Honor. [Clears throat] Victor Kiriakis lied to us. His first lie was actually one of omission. He knew that Shawn was Claire's father from the very beginning and he never said a word to anybody. And then after Philip left, he continued to lie. He lied to us about Philip's whereabouts, about what was going on with him. He lied to us about spending time with Claire, claiming that he wanted to feel close to his great-granddaughter after losing his son. He never said a word about taking her to see Philip. And now he's lying to you. Shawn and I are not bad parents. We would never put our daughter in danger for anything. And that's why we're here, right, to ensure our daughter's safety and well-being? Nobody wants that more than we do. Your Honor, we have -- we have loved her and protected her and guarded her with our lives while Philip was nowhere to be found. He's not even here today. [Sniffles] So I'm begging you. Please don't take my daughter away. Let her come home where she belongs. [Sniffles]
Mimi: Are you asking me to move in with you?
Max: Well, if it's really that bad staying at home, then, I mean, yeah, why don't you stay here? Sleeping on the couch or take the bedroom. I'll sleep on the couch. Either way, I just thought I'd put it out there so you have an option.
Mimi: And what if we both took the bedroom? Would that be an option, too?
Max: Do you want that to be an option?
Mimi: Do you want it to be an option?
Max: I want what you want.
Mimi: All right, Max. Oh, I appreciate the offer, but I think we should stick to our plan about taking things slow. I mean, we haven't even...you know, been together.
Max: Yeah, I'm pretty much aware of that. And it's not for lack of trying, believe me.
Mimi: Well, when it's meant to happen, it will. Mmm, I should really get ready now or something tells me we're not gonna make it to the hearing.
Max: I think you're right.
Mimi: All right. I won't be long.
Bonnie: Hurry, honey!
Conner: Mom, relax. Relax.
Bonnie: Was anyone watching? Are you sure?
Conner: Mom, even if somebody did see me, how would they know what I got in here? Now, where do you want it?
Bonnie: Okay, I'm thinking... the basement behind the boiler. Put a bunch of stuff around it. Hide it really good. Babe, what are you waiting for? Chop-chop.
Conner: Well, you see, this is kind of a big deal for me, helping you and all with this. Well, I was wondering if you could do something for me in return.
Bonnie: Like what?
Conner: I need some cash, get my bike out of impound, pay off the fines.
Bonnie: I thought your sister was helping you with that.
Conner: Mimi's dragging her feet. Well, I need my wheels now. What's it gonna be?
Bonnie: Okay, fine. I'll get you your motorcycle, whatever it takes, just get those damn bones in the basement before your sister or Billie or Chelsea or anyone else walks through that damn door!
Conner: Done and done.
Bonnie: Well, good and great. Go! [Knock on door]
Abe: Bonnie, it's Abe Carver. I need to talk to you.
Bonnie: It's the cops. Cops!
Bo: I wonder what's going on in there.
Hope: I don't know. It's taking so long. It's killing me.
Bo: It shouldn't be much longer. I mean, how long would it take the judge to tell Victor he's full of it? Yeah, Shawn...he's made some mistakes. But there's no way the old man can prove that Shawn doesn't love his daughter, that he'd ever do anything to hurt her.
Hope: And Shawn and Belle, I mean, they have their whole family, all their friends standing behind them, vouching for them as parents. That's got to mean something, right?
Bo: It's got to mean everything, especially since Victor doesn't have any witnesses. Hell, he doesn't even have Philip. [Footsteps approaching]
Willow: Mrs. Brady, Mr. Brady, congratulations on your baby.
Bo: What are you doing here? You come to gloat over Shawn and Belle's troubles?
Willow: Not exactly, but that is a good question. Why would I be here?
Bonnie: Hurry, hide them!
Conner: I'm hiding them.
Abe: Bonnie, do you hear me? It's Abe Carver. Answer the door.
Bonnie: Oh, gosh, Abe, Lexie, what a surprise. Oh, long time, no see. Please come in.
Abe: Thank you, Bonnie. Well, Conner, I haven't see you for a while.
Conner: Hi, there.
Bonnie: So, what do I owe the pleasure?
Abe: We're looking for Mimi. Is she home?
Bonnie: Oh, well, w-w-what's she in, some kind of trouble? I already have a child in the slammer. I don't think I could take another one.
Abe: She's not in any trouble. I just need to talk to her.
Bonnie: What would that be?
Abe: Well, it's nothing for you to be concerned about.
Bonnie: Oh, well, then, she's not home. She's over at Max Brady's, but I'd be more than happy to tell her you stopped by.
Abe: Well, thank you.
Bonnie: Wonderful, great. Always a pleasure. Thank you for stopping by. Have a great evening. Have some big fun, now. Okay, bye.
Abe: Was it me or did Bonnie seem as if she was sort of nervous?
Lexie: Yeah, she seemed very nervous.
Abe: Like she had something to hide.
Judge Carlson: Mr. Kiriakis, I appreciate your concern for your great-granddaughter and for Shawn and Belle's competence as parents, and while there are issues that clearly I would like to see resolved, I am not convinced that Claire would be in any real danger being in their custody. And as Belle pointed out, that is the central issue here. Wouldn't you agree?
Victor: Well, of course, your Honor, but that's my concern. I mean, Belle's inattention in the diner was totally negligent and could have ended up in tragedy. But I'm much more concerned with my grandson's recent involvement with some very dangerous and reckless criminals, one of which, Patrick Lockhart, is in prison on multiple charges, one of which is abduction at gunpoint of Shawn's own mother. E.J. Wells is wanted for attempted murder and is currently a fugitive from justice.
Judge Carlson: What does this involvement entail?
Victor: Well, he worked for them, your Honor, even after he was informed by Detective Bo Brady, his father, that E.J. Wells was under investigation, knowing full well the association would put Claire in jeopardy.
Shawn D.: That is not true. I didn't know that --
Judge Carlson: Mr. Brady.
Victor: I have someone here who could corroborate this, your Honor, if you'd like to speak to her.
Judge Carlson: I would. Bailiff, show her in. Bailiff, will you please swear in the witness?
Bailiff: Raise your right hand and state your full name.
Willow: Willow Stark.
Bailiff: Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Willow: I sure do.
Bailiff: You may be seated.
Judge Carlson: Miss Stark, can you tell me please what you know about Shawn Brady's relationship with a man named E.J. Wells?
Willow: I know that he was working for him in a cash-under-the-table kind of way, delivering messages or whatever between him and his partner, Patrick Lockhart. He was getting paid a crazy amount of money, which was obvious it wasn't right from the get-go, but Shawn could have cared less. His father, a cop, even warned him a hundred times that this guy was no good, to steer clear of him, but Shawn refused. All he cared about was his cushy new lifestyle.
Belle: That is such a lie. Shawn needed the money for his daughter. He was only thinking of Claire.
Judge Carlson: Continue, Miss Stark.
Willow: I never once heard him mention his daughter. All he cared about was his fancy new car.
Shawn D.: Damn it, Willow. Why are you lying? You know that I love Claire. I've said it a thousand times. You know what, your Honor? This witness can't be trusted. She's crazy. Ask her about the apartment that she burnt down of mine. Ask her why she's doing this. She's doing this out of rage and revenge because she got dumped and she can't handle it.
Judge Carlson: Mr. Brady, sit down and be quiet. I will not tolerate any more of these outbursts. That said, Miss Stark, how do you answer Mr. Brady's allegations?
Willow: I deny them, everything except the fire, which was an accident.
Dan: We have a police report here, your Honor...indicating arson.
Victor: Another example of Shawn's poor judgment, endangering Claire.
Judge Carlson: I think I've heard enough. Miss Stark, thank you for your time. You're excused.
Willow: It was no problem. I just want this little girl to get the care and attention that she needs. I don't want her to turn out like me.
Max: Wow, that was fast.
Mimi: Well, when there's not much you can do...
Max: I think you look beautiful.
Mimi: Flattery, Max, will get you everywhere.
Max: Good. [Doorbell rings] Damn.
Max: What's with the people in this town? Can't they just let us have sex?
Mimi: [Laughs] Just answer it.
Abe: Hey, Max, look, I'm sorry to barge in like this, and I really hope we're not interrupting.
Max: No, um, what's going on?
Abe: Well, I've got some news. It seems our skeleton has gone missing from the morgue.
Lexie: Yeah, we think it was stolen.
Mimi: Why? Who would take a bunch of bones?
Abe: Probably someone who knows who they belong to, knows how they ended up in the church cellar where the two of you found them. Maybe even the killer himself. Or herself.
Mimi: So you're really thinking this murder happened not so long ago.
Abe: Well, without forensic evidence, it's impossible to know for sure, but it's looking more and more to be the case.
Max: You have any idea who it might be?
Abe: No, not yet. But a morgue attendant believes that he was deliberately distracted at the time the bones were stolen. So we should have a composite drawing of a possible suspect before very long.
Max: Is there anything we can do to help?
Abe: Well, not right now, but, Mimi, if you can remember anything about that ring that you found on our friend, the one that seemed so familiar.
Mimi: Well, as soon as I do, if I do, I'll let you know, but so far, I'm drawing a blank.
Max: Oh, you know what, guys? We hate to be rude, but we kind of got to be somewhere.
Abe: Oh, sure. Absolutely. Look, we just wanted to update you on the latest, okay?
Mimi: Thank you. Thank you.
Abe: You two take care of yourselves.
Max: Good luck with the bones.
Abe: Thank you.
Mimi: Max, why don't I have a good feeling about this?
Hope: What did you do, Willow? What trouble have you caused now?
Willow: I didn't do anything that your son didn't deserve.
Hope: Oh, my God, Bo. What did she say? What horrible things did she say to the judge about Shawn?
Bo: It really doesn't matter. No one's gonna believe her. All they're gonna see is a hooker and an arsonist with an ax to grind.
Hope: Right. She has no credibility, right?
Bo: None whatsoever.
Marlena: Are the kids still in there?
Hope: Yeah, ah, Marlena, how are you feeling?
Marlena: Oh, I'm better. The air did me a lot of good. Thanks. I'm concerned about what's happening. What's taking so long?
Bo: Don't be too concerned. The judge isn't gonna give Claire to a phantom. That much I know.
Marlena: What does that mean?
Bo: Victor's speaking for Philip. He filed the suit on his behalf. Philip can't expect to win when he's hiding from the world.
Bonnie: Come on. Did you see anything? Was it all c-c-cool?
Conner: I checked the whole block, Ma.
Bonnie: Did you go around the corner?
Conner: Yes, I went around the corner, and there's no surveillance. There's no cops. There's no cars, so stop with the paranoia, please.
Bonnie: Honey, you can still be paranoid and have enemies. My God, I thought we were goners.
Conner: Well, I admit that I was a little freaked myself when Abe and his old lady walked in here, but they were just looking for Meems. I wonder why.
Bonnie: They probably just want to grill her some more about your brother.
Conner: Or Mr. Bones.
Bonnie: No. No. Your sister doesn't know anything about Mr. Bones and that's the way it's gonna stay. Get those bones in the basement before anyone else walks through that door. Now hurry this time! And when you're finished with that, we are gonna bury this secret. Understand? Forever. Forever.
Dan: With regard to Miss Stark's testimony, your Honor, I hope you'll consider the source. This is a woman with questionable credibility with a personal vendetta against my clients.
Judge Carlson: I will take that under advisement. Will there be anything else before --
Dan: Yes, there's an even more important issue the court has yet to address. Victor Kiriakis has filed this suit on behalf of his son Philip, a man that nobody has seen in months. And his whereabouts to this day remain a mystery.
Victor: As I've explained, your Honor, he was seriously wounded in combat.
Dan: Is he still confined to a hospital?
Dan: Then, your Honor, isn’t the court duty bound to demand his presence here today? How could we possibly grant custody to a man...who claims he wants to take care of Claire but can't even make appearance here today?
Judge Carlson: What do you say to that, Mr. Kiriakis? Is your son well enough to address this court or not?
Victor: Not only is he well enough, your Honor, he's here right now.
Marlena: ...It would take this long to figure out about custody?
Bo: Oh, my God.
Bo: This is not good.
Victor: Your Honor, I give you my son Philip Kiriakis.
Nick: I'm gonna take your advice, Abby. The next time Chelsea writes to Shane Patton, I'm ending it.
Marlena: Don't you dare give up. We will get Claire back.
Bo: If you go after Philip, you'll be making a big mistake.
Lucas: You wanted a second chance, baby, you got one now.
Sami: This is the part where you really want to tell me not to blow it.
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