Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 1/29/07 - Canada; Tuesday 1/30/07 - U.S.A.
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Philip: Hello, Max.
Max: Huh. Philip. No hired mugger this time? 'Cause you didn't have the -- I didn't think you had the guts to come down here all by yourself.
Philip: It's just me. I don't want to fight you.
Max: Well, that's too damn bad 'cause you're gonna get a piece of me anyway. You could have killed Mimi for locking her in that trunk.
Philip: I knew you'd come back for her.
Max: Yeah, what if I hadn't, huh? Then what?
Philip: I did what needed to be done.
Max: You son of a bitch.
Philip: The marines trained me to do a lot of things, Max. Killing people with my bare hands is one of those things. So, before you do something really stupid, I'd advise you to back off and listen.
Max: I'm not interested in anything you have to say. Now get the hell out of my garage now!
Philip: Not before you help me find my daughter.
Maggie: Oh. She is so adorable.
Hope: Well, she is definitely bo's baby. If there's something going on, she fights sleep like it's her mortal enemy, just like her daddy. [Sighs] Bo and I have been so worried about Shawn, Belle, and Claire. Why hasn't he called?
Maggie: Now, come on, Hope. Shawn will contact us when he can.
Willow: Well, just the person I wanted to see.
Maggie: Well, if you're here to get your job back, the answer is no. So you have no business being here.
Willow: Well, maybe not with you, but Hope will definitely want to hear what I have to say. It's about your baby boy, Mom. It's about Shawn.
Chelsea: I'll do it. I'll bring the money to Shawn and Belle.
Chelsea: Nick, I know what I'm doing. Look, I know you all think it's crazy, but it's really not. It's really the only thing that makes any sense.
Kayla: Chelsea, come on. You are family, and the police will be watching you, too.
Chelsea: No, they won’t. I'm like the black lamb.
Nick: Sheep -- black sheep.
Chelsea: Whatever. Look, I am the last person that anybody expects to help anyone. So, I'm getting on that plane, and I'm gonna help Shawn and Belle. And there's nothing you can do to stop me, Dad.
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Abby: Hey, Mom, it's me. No, I would use up all of my cellphone minutes trying to tell you what's going on here in Salem. Did I wake you? Well, I'm actually calling 'cause I need your advice... about the rest of my life.
Bo: Well, actually, I can stop you, kid. I'm your father.
Chelsea: Dad, I'm 19 years old. I'm old enough to make my own decisions, now, don't you think?
Bo: No, I don't think. Not this one.
Steve: Listen, honey, we appreciate the thought, but none of us knows what we'd be up against out there.
Kayla: He's absolutely right, Chelsea. Victor and Philip have declared a war, and none of us want you in the middle of it.
Chelsea: I want to be. After everything I've done to this family, I think I owe it to them. Dad, please.
Bo: Listen, I appreciate the offer, but no. I can't let you do this. We'll come up with another way, all right?
Kayla: You know what? You don't want to get involved with Victor Kiriakis.
Chelsea: He's my grandpa.
Kayla: Well, he's Shawn's grandfather, too. But I think as far as he's concerned, you're either for Philip or you're against him. And your father loves you too much.
Chelsea: This has nothing to do with love. The only reason dad won't let me go is because he thinks I'm gonna take the money and run.
Max: That is hilarious, Philip. That's -- wow. Me help you find Claire. I -- wow. You got any more of those? 'Cause that was funny.
Philip: I assure you I'm dead serious.
Max: Now, why would I do something like that for you?
Philip: To stay out of jail for one thing.
Max: Oh, I don't see any cops around here, do you?
Philip: No, eventually even the Salem Police will find out that you and Mimi helped Shawn and Belle escape with my daughter.
Max: Well, until they do, all you got is this big mouth and all your old man's money. So, the only thing I'd probably help you find is a postage stamp to mail your sorry ass out of town, so go terrorize some more women, hero. I'm sorry. Was there something else you wanted, big guy?
Philip: Yes, there is. Since jail obviously won't persuade you, how about some of my old man's money?
Hope: You and I have nothing to say to each other, particularly about my son.
Willow: I wouldn't be so sure about that, Hope. You know, now that I think of it, you do owe me one more paycheck. Might as well pick it up while I'm here.
Maggie: I don't think the checks have arrived from payroll yet.
Willow: You can ask. I'll wait.
Hope: What do you want?
Willow: I don't know. What do you have?
Hope: If it's money you're after, the answer is no.
Willow: I don't want your money.
Hope: Oh, of course, I forgot. How could I? You already have Victor's -- $10,000 paid in full for lying about Shawn and making sure that he and Belle lost custody of their child. How you live with yourself is anyone's guess, but as far as my family and I are concerned, we're better off pretending that you never existed in the first place.
Hope: And so is this conversation.
Willow: I don't think so. In fact, I think your opinion of me will change as soon as you hear what I have to say, unless you want to put a child's welfare at risk.
Hope: Are you threatening my child?
Willow: No, not your child, Hope. Mine. I'm pregnant with Shawn's baby.
Max: Hmm. You're a tiger, Philip. I'll give you that. You think you can bribe me to turn on my own family?
Philip: I'm not talking about a bribe. I'm offering you a chance to get back in the racing game where you belong.
Philip: I want to buy you a new race car.
Max: I don't have time for this.
Philip: Hey, pick out any model you want. I'll go one step further and pay cash, huh? You can tell everyone it was a donation. Nobody ever has to know I was involved.
Max: And all I have to do is set up Shawn and Belle to get busted.
Philip: Your fingerprints won't be anywhere near this. All I need is a location. I already know it's somewhere in Toronto. Just narrow it down for me. Give Shawn a call, find out where they're hiding, and -- bam -- that car will be here within 24 hours. I'm giving you your dream, Max. So, forget about how much you hate me and do something smart for once in your life. Make the call.
Chelsea: Admit it, Dad. You think I'm just gonna take the money and skip town. You don't trust me.
Bo: Listen to me, kid. This has got nothing to do with trust.
Chelsea: Dad, it has everything to do with trust. It's like the whole Brady clan has taken out this big ad space in the papers, and it says, "do not trust Chelsea with anything important because she lies. She steals. She cheats. She even kills." Look, you have every reason to doubt me. I've screwed up. I know it. I'm a complete outsider to this family, but it's because I did it to myself. I pushed everyone away. I didn't care if I ruined everyone else's lives as long as I could save my own.
Bo: Listen, you can't seem to understand that even through all that, we love you and we want to protect you.
Nick: Look, I, um...I know this is none of my business, but it seems to me that Chelsea is right. None of you are gonna be able to fly under the radar, give them the money, without calling attention to yourselves. She can.
Chelsea: Dad, I just want to help Shawn and Belle. So, please, just let me help my brother.
Willow: I'm sorry to dump this on you, Hope, but it was a surprise to me, too. I took the test. It came back positive. I'm eight weeks along.
Hope: You must think I'm a fool. You and Shawn were together for, what, five minutes? And I would imagine in your previous line of work, unplanned pregnancy was an occupational hazard.
Willow: Sorry, Mom. I've only been with Shawn.
Hope: And you're a liar. There is absolutely no way you could say with any amount of certainty that, that child is Shawn's, if, in fact, you are actually pregnant, which I sincerely doubt.
Willow: You know, I figured you'd say something like that. And that's why I have this. It's a note from my ob/gyn that states that I am pregnant, so go ahead, call the hospital. They'll back me up. This pregnancy is the real deal.
Abby: Yes, this is definitely something I want to do. You know, it's time for me to move on from...being a kid or at least being treated like one. Well, anyway, I'm glad that you're happy for me. There's just one more person I have to tell.
Max: Shawn? Yeah, look, it's Max. Everything okay? Yeah, I'd like to send a care package, you know, like some granola bars, some noodles in a cup, some video games. How about some money for curling lessons? Wouldn't that be nice? Can I get your address? I'd rather change the oil in a thousand jalopies than ever drive a race car for your sorry ass.
Philip: Do you have any idea the hell I've been through?! What I have to live with every day?! One of my legs is gone! I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror and I don't recognize the man looking back. I close my eyes at night and all I see are good, decent, honorable men blown to bits all around me. And I'm wearing their blood on my uniform. All I have left is Claire. And I'm asking you to help me get back the one thing that life hasn't taken from me.
Max: Look, I respect you for everything that you' sacrificed. And I'm sorry for everything that you've lost. But that does not entitle you to treat people like something you've scraped off the bottom of your shoe. I've spent my childhood living out of cardboard boxes, and no one sees me making life miserable for everyone who doesn't give me what I want, so don't give me that. And if you don't recognize yourself in the mirror, it's got nothing to do with your new face and everything to do with the bastard that you've become, Philip. Now get out.
Philip: I will find Shawn and Belle. And when I do, it won't be pretty.
Hope: This doesn't prove anything.
Willow: Why? Because it's me?
Hope: Because there's nothing in this document that says that Shawn is the father of your baby.
Willow: Well, he is whether you like it or not, so will you stop pretending this isn't happening and tell him?
Hope: I don't know where Shawn is, as I'm sure you're well aware of.
Willow: Yeah, yeah. He and Belle are out on the run with their kid. So you're telling me he hasn't been in touch with you?
Hope: No. And if he had, you'd certainly be the last person I'd tell. You'd go straight to Victor. You can excuse yourself from the table now. This conversation is over.
Willow: Okay, fine. Have it your way. I will just go to the court and officially name Shawn the father of this baby. That'll play really good on the news, don't you think? A fugitive out on the run with one kid after he knocks somebody up with another one?
Hope: What do you want from us? Why can't you just leave us alone?
Willow: Because you are the only family me and my baby have. I have no job, no insurance, nobody to come to my rescue like the almighty Brady’s do. And I thought that you might want to help. But I should have known better than to think that you had a heart. Oh, well. Maybe your husband will think differently. After all, this is Bo's grandchild, too.
Bo: Look, Chelse, I don't think this is a good idea.
Chelsea: No, Dad, it's a great idea. And if it wasn't me offering to go, you would have already agreed to it by now.
Bo: What do you think?
Kayla: Well, I think that you and Chelsea have had enough public arguments that it might work in our favor.
Bo: It's true.
Steve: I don't know, man. I mean, it looks like a pretty good option.
Nick: Look, I know Chelsea really, really well, and let me tell you, when she puts her mind to something, she makes it happen.
Bo: [Sighs] What about your mom?
Chelsea: I don't think Billie would have a problem with it. I mean, she might actually even be proud of me. And, hey, maybe you would be, too.
Bo: Okay, you can go.
Chelsea: Thank you so much. I swear I will not let anyone down.
Bo: Whoa, whoa, whoa. On one condition.
Bo: You don't travel alone.
Nick: I'll go.
Chelsea: Whoa, Nick. Hang on. Um, I never said that I needed a chaperon.
Bo: No, I did. And Nick's a good choice. He's level-headed.
Chelsea: Meaning...I'm not?
Bo: Meaning I would feel a lot more comfortable about this if you have someone there to watch your back.
Kayla: I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for him.
Steve: It looks like you're not gonna win this one, little lambie.
Nick: All right, well, it's a done deal, then. I'll call work, I'll get the day off, and we should be able to be on a flight in a few hours, right?
Steve: We can get the money right now, Kayla.
Bo: Yeah, thanks. Um, I'll make the reservations under your name. You'll look like a couple on vacation.
Chelsea: A couple?
Chelsea: Like as in we're together?
Nick: Yeah, sounds good.
Bo: Yeah. Those are the terms, baby girl. Take them or leave them.
Chelsea: Um...well, if having Nick come along with me is the only way I'm gonna get to do this, then fine. I will take them.
Bo: All right.
Nick: I should probably go tell Aunt Maggie.
Bo: Yeah, make sure she knows not to tell anyone else.
Steve: So, let's get going and get that money together. We'll meet you in an hour.
Chelsea: Yeah, I'll be there.
Kayla: See you.
Bo: Hey. You really want to do this, huh?
Chelsea: More than anything.
Bo: Good, I'm proud of you. You and I have had our ups and downs.
Chelsea: Mmm, no. It was never you. It was more so kind of me.
Bo: Kind of.
Chelsea: I'm really sorry for all the trouble I've caused. I mean, for always trying to get you and mom together, disrespecting Hope, and, uh... mainly I'm just really sorry about Zack, but I can't say that enough. I'm...I'm just hoping that maybe this is a chance for me to make things right with everyone.
Bo: Yeah. I love you.
Hope: Don't you ever throw family in my face. I could be paralyzed, and I would crawl through hell and back for my family, my children, and their children.
Willow: But not mine. Not a dime for Shawn's latest bastard.
Hope: Oh, okay, now I see what this is all about. It really is about money. Well, that shouldn't be too much of a problem for you, Willow. I'm sure that Victor and Philip have some more dirty work for you to do since that's what you specialize in.
Willow: So I'll take it as a big no for family assistance.
Hope: Farm animals could soar over Salem before you see one dime from the Brady family. And if you even think of going to family court and taking Shawn for everything he's got...I will do everything in my power to expose you for the conniving little tramp that we all know you are. You think about what I said. You have a good day.
Maggie: Payroll checks won't arrive for at least another 20 minutes.
Willow: Close enough. I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait as long as I have to. [Ok go's "here it goes again" plays] It could be 10:00 but then again, I can't remember half an hour since a quarter to four throw on your clothes the second side of surfer rosa and you leave me with my jaw on the floor
Max: God, Abby. I thought it was, uh...
Max: Never mind. It doesn't matter.
Abby: You look like you wanted to hit someone.
Max: Yeah, well, let's just say this whole morning has been one of unexpected visitors. Except I'm glad you're here, though.
Max: Well, um, I'm a little behind this morning, and the computer's doing that blue-screen thing with the fatal error, and I know that can't be good. And you have the magic touch.
Abby: That's actually what I came here to talk about.
Max: Yeah? Well, what is it?
Abby: Um...I need to tell you that, um, well...I'm quitting.
Max: Come on, Abs. You can't just quit. Oh, do you want me to put a shirt on so you can't see my heart breaking?
Abby: Oh, please, Max.
Max: Did you get a job somewhere else? 'Cause whatever they're paying you, I will match it.
Abby: No, Max, I didn't get another job. I'm going to school full-time. Chelsea and I signed up for the spring semester at Salem University.
Max: Really? That's great. You and Chelse -- wow. I wish I had a little more notice.
Abby: I know it's kind of sudden, but I needed a change.
Max: From me?
Abby: I, um...I guess I'll be seeing you.
Max: Abby, look, wait. Hold on. I know I haven't been around lately that much. And between Frankie leaving town and Kayla getting sick and, you know, other things...
Abby: You and Mimi.
Max: No, that's not what I -- you're not upset we're together, are you?
Abby: No. No, I'm cool with it. Whatever.
Max: I know I really hurt you at the Christmas party when I brushed you off, and I feel really lousy about that.
Abby: Forget about it.
Max: No, look, 'cause I don't think you have. I don't want you to leave here thinking that we're not friends, Abby. I mean, we are friends, right?
Abby: Of course we are.
Max: So then, as a friend, tell me what's really bothering you.
Bo: Hey, there's my two favorite ladies.
Hope: Hey, Brady.
Bo: Hey. You don't look so happy. Hey, doodlebug.
Hope: I just ran into Willow at Chez Rouge, and she is now claiming that she is pregnant with Shawn's baby.
Bo: Oh. You don't believe her, huh?
Hope: Why should I believe her? She's a tramp and a liar. I mean, my God, Bo, to think for a second that she could be a permanent fixture in our lives.
Bo: Slow down, slow down. I'm sure she doesn't have any proof. Come on, let's go sit down.
Hope: Come on, baby.
Bo: I got some news that'll make you happy.
Hope: Did you speak to Shawn?
Bo: Yeah, he called here. Everyone's safe. They're in Toronto in a safe house until they make their next move.
Hope: Thank God. So, what is their next move?
Bo: They need $5,000 to insure safe passage out of the country, and Kay's helping us out with that.
Hope: How are you gonna wire the money without Victor finding out?
Bo: We're not gonna wire it. Chelsea's gonna deliver the money tonight.
Hope: No. You're trusting the future of our family to the girl who almost drove us apart?
Maggie: Oh, Nick. You look like a man on a mission.
Nick: I'm gonna be leaving town for a couple of days. I wanted to let you know so that you wouldn't worry.
Maggie: Well, that sounds serious.
Nick: Well, it's about my cousin.
Nick: The one who left town.
Nick: Shh! It's really, really important that we keep this down. Chelsea and I are going to Toronto to bring Shawn and Belle some money. It's really important that we keep this on the D.L.
Maggie: Okay, I won't say a word. Well, this is a pretty important favor that you're doing.
Nick: Well, I'm just glad I could help, for Bo and Hope and Shawn and...
Maggie: Chelsea. Oh, come on. I might be a couple of years older than you, Nick, but I can spot a man in love. Oh. You're still here?
Willow: Said I'd wait for my check.
Maggie: Okay, well, here you go. Now, this means you have no other business in my restaurant. Goodbye.
Nick: What was that about?
Maggie: Oh, nothing, nothing. Listen, you be careful on this mission of yours, okay?
Nick: Aunt Maggie, we'll be there and back by tomorrow night. I promise I'm not gonna let anything screw this up.
Maggie: Oh, I wish you hadn't said that. Hmm.
Willow: Hey, it's me -- Willow. I have some information that you're really gonna like.
Abby: Okay, here's the deal. I like Mimi, and she seems to care about you, and I know you owe her big-time after all the help that she's done over here at the garage, and --
Max: It's not just that I owe her, Abby. I care about her, too.
Abby: Yeah, I know, and I'm happy for you, Max. I really am.
Abby: I always used to be the one that you relied on. You know, I took care of the office and the customers, and I always fixed that blue fatal error screen on the computer.
Max: Yeah, well, you still are that person.
Abby: No. I'm not. I won't be the third wheel again. Look, I-I'm gonna walk away, and I'm gonna focus on school full-time and see where that takes me. And you, you can focus on Mimi and see where that takes you.
Max: So, this is really it, then?
Max: Come here. Yeah, well...I'm gonna miss you. And, you know, I hope you find a guy who appreciates how awesome you are.
Abby: I've already found that guy.
Max: Really? Who?
Abby: Well, maybe I'll let you know someday. But, hey, I got to run. Aunt Maggie wants me to do a shift at Chez Rouge.
Kayla: Yeah, I got a bit more than $5,000. I thought that Shawn and Belle could really use it.
Steve: Yeah, good.
Kayla: You know, Steve...when were you gonna tell me about this run-in with the state police?
Steve: Oh, come on, baby. It was no big thing.
Kayla: "No big thing"? Remember what Roman said? It was a drugged-out wild man, jumped from the back of a truck going 80 miles an hour.
Steve: Kayla, use some common sense. Any idiot who jumped off anything going 80 miles an hour would be dead.
Kayla: But this particular idiot happened to live and walk away from it.
Steve: So, what are you getting at?
Kayla: What I'm getting at is we can't avoid the effects that these episodes are having on you. It is bringing out a different side of you that I have never seen before. First it was at the child protective services with Bo. And then now it's on the road with Shawn and Belle. And you cannot stand here and tell me that you got this whole thing under control.
Steve: Okay. All right, I did -- I did have another attack...out on the road, but I handled it, Kayla. I got the kids safe into Canada. And it was all right.
Kayla: But you risked your life. You cannot be reckless like that. I just got you back. Don't you understand, I cannot bear to get another phone call like that. And I can certainly not even fathom the idea of calling our daughter and telling her that she lost her father yet again.
Steve: So, what do you want me to do?
Kayla: I want you to call Marlena, and I want you to schedule an appointment. She said that maybe hypnosis would help you.
Steve: What do you mean "she said"? You already told her about this?
Kayla: You haven't given me any other choice. We need help. We can't do this alone.
Bo: So, we figure that Chelsea is the last person Victor or Philip would suspect. I really didn't go for it at first, but eventually --
Hope: Eventually you gave in to her.
Bo: Well, yeah, Hope. She wants to make things right. She knows she can't do anything to bring back Zack, but she wants to do this for her family, for Shawn.
Hope: Bo, I don't know. I don't know if this is a good idea.
Bo: She's trying here, Hope. And maybe she's changed, you know, grown up a little. And if it makes you feel any better, Nick's going with her.
Hope: Nick's really going with her?
Bo: Yeah, yeah. Look, Hope, she's trying here, and in reality, she may be our only chance at getting our son and his family out of the country safe.
Hope: So, this is it, then. Shawn and Belle's future rests in Chelsea's hands. Oh, God, help us.
Philip: You said something on the phone about knowing where Shawn Brady is.
Willow: Yeah, but I want something in return.
Philip: Oh, there's a surprise. How much?
Willow: I don't want your money, Philip. I'm still flush with the 10 g's your daddy gave me.
Philip: Okay. What do you want?
Willow: To go together and see the look on Shawn's face when you take Claire away from him.
Philip: That's all?
Philip: You really do know how to hold a grudge, don't you?
Willow: You have no idea.
Philip: All right. You got yourself a deal. So, where are they?
Philip: I already know that. Where in Toronto?
Willow: All we have to do is follow the bouncing Brady. Bo's daughter Chelsea is going there tonight with enough money to make Shawn and Belle disappear forever.
Philip: Where'd you get that information?
Willow: I listened to Maggie Horton talking to her nephew. He's going as Chelsea's sidekick.
Philip: Wow. I underestimated you, Willow.
Willow: People do all the time, then they're usually sorry that they did.
Abby: I'm sorry. Do we know each other?
Philip: It's me -- Philip.
Abby: Philip! I'm sorry. I didn't even recognize you.
Philip: Yeah, it happens a lot lately.
Abby: Mimi told me that you'd been wounded and had this face operation and, well, you're just not the same Philip anymore.
Philip: You'll all get used to it in time. So, how are you?
Abby: I'm fine. I'm gonna go to school in Spring and...you know what? I'm actually working a shift here right now, and I'm a little bit late, so --
Philip: We'll talk later then, huh? Good to see you.
Abby: You too.
Willow: You think she's on to us?
Philip: I doubt it. But even if she suspected something, there's no way she can stop us. Come on, let's go get my daughter.
Abby: Aunt Maggie.
Maggie: Oh! Hi, honey!
Abby: Look, I just saw Philip Kiriakis outside.
Maggie: Here? In front of the restaurant?
Abby: He was with that girl Willow. It looked to me like they were up to something.
Maggie: Oh, no, are you sure?
Abby: It's worse than I think, isn't it?
Maggie: Uh, Nick and Chelsea are flying up to Toronto to help Shawn and Belle, and Willow was here when Nick told me.
Abby: Do you think she overheard you?
Maggie: I'm not sure, but if she did and she passes that information on to Philip --
Abby: I have to go warn Nick and Chelsea.
Maggie: Okay, they're meeting at the Salem Inn, and I'll try to reach them at Kayla's. Okay. Right here.
Steve: I don't know, baby. Hypnosis?
Kayla: I know we've talked about it, but we need to start someplace.
Steve: Yeah, we do, but... [Telephone rings]
Kayla: Let's let voice mail pick that up. Your sanity is more important. [Ringing continues]
Steve: Okay. So, what was Marlena's take on all this?
Kayla: Just that maybe you're right. Maybe the DiMeras are connected somehow.
Steve: Yeah, maybe. Wells is a DiMera. He made a point of bringing Benjy's name up when I was in Mexico. This whole thing started with me the night we had dinner with Benjy and his wife.
Kayla: I just can't believe that Benjy is a part of this.
Steve: I know. But it's not a coincidence. Now, I got sidetracked when I did my thing with Shawn and Belle, but I really want to talk to Benjy before I do anything else.
Kayla: I don't know.
Steve: And if I don't get any answers from him, I'll make an appointment with Marlena. Deal?
Hope: Any word from Chelsea?
Bo: No, no. She and Nick are meeting Kay over at the Salem Inn. Don't worry. Everything's gonna be okay.
Hope: Do you want to burp her?
Hope: You know, I just -- it was just a little over a year ago when our family just felt so solid.
Hope: And now Zack's gone, and Shawn and Belle have run away, and who knows when they're going to be back?
Bo: Hey, no matter how far away they run, they'll always know that they have us. Shawn and his family -- you, me, little doodlebug here -- we'll always have each other. Always.
Nick: There you are. Are you ready?
Chelsea: Yeah. As ready as I'll ever be. Hey, Nick. Um...
Chelsea: Thank you for doing this.
Chelsea: And um...what you said to my dad earlier about me being able to do whatever I set my mind to -- thank you for that, too.
Steve: There they are. Come on in. Okay...here's the money. And when you get to the airport, you lay low because security can and will stop anyone carrying large amounts of cash.
Nick: We got it.
Kayla: Listen, if there's any problem whatsoever, you call us, all right?
Chelsea: Thank you for your support.
Kayla: Listen, you're family.
Chelsea: Hopefully we'll be back by tomorrow -- mission accomplished.
Steve: Good luck. Be careful.
Kayla: Both of you. Okay, all right.
Nick: Abby! What's wrong?
Abby: I just ran 10 blocks in 2 minutes trying to catch you guys before you left.
Chelsea: Abby, we can't really --
Abby: No, look, I know about your trip to Toronto.
Abby: You know that girl Willow? I saw her talking to Philip outside the restaurant.
Nick: I was just there.
Abby: Yes, and so was Willow, about the same time that you were talking to Aunt Maggie about going to Toronto. And she's afraid that Willow may have overheard you.
Chelsea: Oh, my God. What are we gonna do if Philip knows about us?
Nick: The only thing we can do -- outsmart him.
Chelsea: Well, I just hope you know what you're doing, Nick.
Nick: Yeah, so do I.
Lucas: I said yes.
Sami: I can't believe you're gonna be working with E.J.
E.J.: The closer Lucas is to me, the closer I am to Samantha. So here's to the perfect plan -- Samantha and me.
Police! We know somebody's in there!
Belle: Shh, shh.
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