Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 5/17/07 - Canada; Friday 5/18/07 - U.S.A.
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Lucas: It's creepy beyond words.
Sami: Yeah, and here we are, trying to do a good deed, help people on our honeymoon -- people whose homes have been destroyed by Hurricane Katrina -- and we stumble upon the DiMeras.
Lucas: I know. I know. God's got a strange sense of humor sometimes, doesn't he?
Sami: This is not a coincidence, Lucas. This is Maison Blanche -- Stefano's headquarters, evil-deeds central.
Lucas: Honey, he hasn't worked here for years, ever since the fire, all right?
Sami: But he left this note behind, didn't he? We have to find out what it says.
Lucas: It's probably some old recipe from Mama DiMera -- a Sunday sauce or something.
Sami: Come on. It could be the answer to the question that has been plaguing my family for generations.
Lucas: And what's that -- why Stefano has made it his holy grail to destroy the Bradys?
Sami: I grew up on those stories, you know? Payback, vendettas, a grudge that wouldn't end until every last Brady was buried 6 feet under. Lucas, we have to have this letter translated as soon as possible.
Lucas: No. We're putting that box back, we're gonna break it up, and we're gonna get the hell out of here right now.
Sami: Lucas --
E.J.: Well, well, well. Of all the people and the all the houses in New Orleans, you walk into mine.
Gabby: It's Belle on the radio from Philip's boat!
Shawn D.: Belle, this is Shawn. Can you hear me?
Belle: Shawn? Thank God.
Shawn D.: Are you and Claire okay?
Belle: Yeah, we're fine. How's your shoulder?
Shawn D.: It's okay. We cracked your code -- "God punishes sinners" -- GPS.
Belle: When Philip found it, he threw it overboard.
Shawn D.: Yeah, that's what we figured.
Bo: Ask her what course they're on?
Shawn D.: Belle, where are you headed?
Belle: Full speed away from a level-4 typhoon. Philip changed course, though. We're headed West into an island called Montefiore.
Shawn D.: Belle, I can't hear you. Repeat it again. [Static] We're losing her.
Bo: Try another frequency. Okay.
Shawn D.: Belle, come in. Can you read me? Over.
Philip: What the hell do you think you're doing?
Belle: What any sane person would do when they're being chased by a typhoon. I'm calling for help.
Philip: No, you called Shawn.
Belle: To tell him we were in trouble.
Philip: Did you tell him where we were headed?
Belle: I tried, but you yanked the radio away.
Philip: Damn you.
Belle: What are you doing?
Philip: I'm getting Shawn back to find out if he copied where we're heading.
Belle: We're in trouble. We need all the help we can get.
Philip: You're gonna be in a lot more trouble if Shawn comes anywhere near this boat.
E.J.: Poor old girl, eh?
E.J.: This home.
Lucas: Ah, the home.
E.J.: You know, she survived the Civil War, the Great Depression, and a fire. It's a shame, really, a hurricane brought her to her knees.
Sami: What are you doing here?
Lucas: What do you think he's doing here? The son of a bitch followed us.
E.J.: Well, Lucas, you're always a bit slow on the uptake. In case you haven't quite figured it out, this is my family home.
Lucas: Oh, really? So, you just happened to follow us? It's our honeymoon. It's all convenient for you, isn't it?
E.J.: It's an interesting coincidence.
Sami: I'd say it's more like twisted and sick, like you.
Lucas: What the hell do you want from us, huh?
E.J.: In an ideal world, I'd like very much for my home to be restored to its former glory.
Sami: This isn't your house.
E.J.: True. True. This is my father's house. Did you know, actually, that he gifted the house to the city after the fire so that they could refurbish it for low-income housing?
Lucas: Ooh. Stefano the humanitarian -- a lot of people are gonna believe that one.
E.J.: My father helped a lot of people, Lucas, including you, actually, if I recall.
Sami: You know what? Why don't you just answer the question? What do you want?
E.J.: I believe I already did answer that question.
Sami: With us. What do you want with us?
E.J.: With you? Nothing.
Sami: I don't believe you.
E.J.: Well, you don't have to, Samantha. I've stopped expecting anything from you.
Shawn D.: Belle, it's Shawn. Can you read me? Over. [Static]
Bo: All right. Try that.
Shawn D.: Belle, it's Shawn. Can you read me? Over. Come in.
Philip: Loud and clear.
Shawn D.: Philip. What did you just do to Belle?
Philip: She disobeyed orders, so I made her walk the plank.
Belle: Shawn, Claire and I are fine!
Shawn D.: Belle, you said that you were headed towards an island. I didn't get the name of it. Which one was it?
Belle: It's called Mon--
Philip: Sorry. Time's up.
Shawn D.: What did you just do to Belle?
Philip: She's fine.
Shawn D.: She said that there's a typhoon blowing.
Philip: We're in for some rough sailing, nothing I can't handle.
Shawn D.: Philip, where are you taking Belle and Claire?
Philip: I'm afraid that's classified, Shawn.
Shawn D.: Damn it, Philip.
Philip: If you must know, I'm dumping Belle on mystery island. Then Claire and I hoist anchor and take off for parts unknown, where you'll never find us.
Shawn D.: Let me say hi to Claire.
Philip: Sorry. I don't let my daughter talk to strangers, so consider yourself forgotten.
Belle: Shawn, we're --
Shawn D.: Belle, can you read me? Damn it.
Bo: Shawn, now's not the time to lose your cool.
Shawn D.: Dad, they're in the middle of a killer storm.
Bo: Yeah, I know. I heard.
Steve: Weren't you listening, man? Did you hear the part about him making sure you never see your daughter again?
Bo: You're not helping, man.
Steve: You're not letting me. You talk about legal channels here. What kind of an idiot lawyer are you gonna find on this scrap of nothing? And if you do, what's he gonna do -- put a cease-and-desist order in a bottle and throw it out to sea?
Shawn D.: Dad, he's right. I could lose Belle and Claire forever -- either to Philip or the storm.
Steve: Your big boy's on board. What's your problem?
Bo: You're my freaking problem.
Shawn D.: I don't care if E.J. sent Steve to kill me. All I care about is Belle and Claire, and Steve is my one chance, and I'm grabbing it -- with or without you.
Lucas: All right. Fine. Let's say you're telling the truth, which is a damn long shot, but let's say if, for argument's sake, you don't want anything to do with us, why the hell are you here, huh?
E.J.: Lucas, this is my family home. I mean, I grew up here. I used to slide down the banister in that big building over there. That's where my -- my father and I would -- we'd go fishing through there. At night, sometimes we'd sit on that porch and talk. He would -- he'd count fireflies with me, and then we'd listen to what he called the symphony of the crickets and the frogs. Such -- such memories that families forge, eh?
Lucas: It sounds like you're having a personal moment, yeah?
E.J.: Sorry. I get a little bit sentimental.
Sami: Don't be sorry. We didn't buy it for a second.
E.J.: You'd be surprised.
Lucas: You know what? You surprised enough -- you showing up out of nowhere. While you're here, let's talk about what you did to my wife -- how you torched her, blackmailed her, and raped her. Let's talk about that.
Sami: Let's not.
Lucas: No, let's do it.
E.J.: It's fine. If I was in your position, I would feel exactly the same way.
Lucas: Really? Good. You have no idea how bad I want to use this on you.
Sami: Please don't do that. If you kill him, you're gonna end up going to jail, and that will ruin our honeymoon -- right? -- So don't do anything crazy, please.
E.J.: Listen, if the drama is over, I'm gonna go to the family plot and pay my respects. Then I will be on my way.
Lucas: Well, you do that. Go pay your respects.
Sami: Lucas, look, I'm sorry. I know that was hard, but you did the right thing.
Lucas: You have no idea how hard that was, Sami.
Sami: Bludgeoning him to death isn't gonna solve anything, is it?
Lucas: No, you're right, but it would have felt real good. But you know what? There is something I can do to him.
Sami: Like what?
Lucas: Teach him a lesson he'll never forget.
Steve: I gave up my gun, Bo. What more do you need?
Bo: For you to butt out of this.
Shawn D.: Come on, Dad.
Gabby: Hey, guys, guys. I think I found the island Belle was trying to tell us about. I was "Mon"-something, right?
Shawn D.: Mon -- Montefiore.
Gabby: Shawn, that has to be it.
Steve: My seaplane can get us there within an hour.
Bo: Let's see how bad the storm is.
Gabby: It's a level-4 typhoon gaining strength. It's coming up from the East.
Bo: 100 miles South of here.
Steve: The storm chaser's ready for takeoff, dude.
Shawn D.: All right. Let's go.
Bo: I say we wait till the brunt of the storm passes.
Shawn D.: Depending on how fast the storm's going, that could be hours. We don't have that kind of time.
Bo: It's not safe to fly right now.
Steve: I have ridden out storms much worse than that.
Shawn D.: I say it's worth the risk.
Steve: That's right.
Shawn D.: Okay, so, let's go.
Steve: I'll run a flight check and chart our course.
Bo: Shawn --
Shawn D.: I don't want to go another round with you.
Bo: Neither do I. I'm going with you.
Shawn D.: Thank you.
Bo: Yeah. Not a problem. Listen, you still have that statement I gave you from the D.A.?
Shawn D.: Yeah. Yeah.
Bo: Did you sign it yet?
Shawn D.: No, I haven't had time.
Bo: I need you to make your mark. Don't say anything to Steve.
Philip: You bit me.
Belle: Get a tetanus shot.
Philip: It's over.
Belle: Philip, we are one step ahead of a monster storm. We have to protect Claire, so can you please just, for once, put her first? Send out an SOS.
Philip: We don't need a rescue team. We're heading full speed ahead for Montefiore.
Belle: Oh, right, 'cause you're a Kiriakis, right? A superman war hero? If you think that you can outrun a typhoon, you're crazy.
Philip: What are you doing?
Belle: Sending out an SOS. You really have lost your mind.
Philip: I told you I'd handle it.
Belle: What you just did was cut off our only lifeline.
Philip: I'm your lifeline, Belle. I hold your fate in my hands.
Belle: You really are insane.
Philip: If I am... what do you think pushed me over the edge? Or, more correctly, who, hmm? Who?!
Sami: Lucas, what is going on in that sexy brain of yours?
Lucas: I think I thought of a way to make E.J. pay -- for good this time.
Lucas: Listen to me --
Rodney: I got a truck bed full of bricks. I need you to come help and unload them.
Lucas: But we got the tear down, right?
Rodney: It can wait.
Lucas: All right. Listen, we'll talk later, all right? But don't lift up anything heavy -- no heavy object.
Sami: Okay. Okay, general, sir.
Lucas: I mean it.
Sami: I'm serious. I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the safety of our baby.
Lucas: All right. Good. [Smooches] I'll be back.
Sami: Well, I guess this was good enough for 30 years. Ow. Ow. Ow. [Sighs] I can't believe he's still out there. I wonder what he wants.
E.J.: A handful of dust in a tomb. Is this all it comes down to? The great DiMera legacy. Names etched -- fading. Just dust and ashes. You know what they say about death? They say it concentrates the mind wonderfully.
Sami: Spare me your philosophy lesson, E.J. I want to know the reason you're here and not the stupid sob story you were feeding us about home sweet home.
E.J.: I didn't like the way things were left between us after the wedding. I would like the chance to start over again as friends.
Steve: Chop-chop! Ready for takeoff! All systems go.
Bo: Okay, let's hit it.
Steve: Let's go.
Shawn D.: Guys, give me a minute with Gabby.
Steve: The clock is ticking.
Shawn D.: I'm right behind you.
Bo: Hey, Gabby, thanks for everything.
Gabby: Got your meds, cowboy?
Shawn D.: Right here in the backpack.
Shawn D.: So, I guess this is goodbye.
Gabby: Goodbye? Oh. Y-you guys aren't coming back after you find Belle and Claire?
Shawn D.: Best-case scenario -- by this time tomorrow, we're gonna be home. But I wanted to tell you that --
Gabby: Shawn, I'm not -- I'm not real good at this.
Shawn D.: Gabby, I-I wanted to say thank you. You've been a good friend, and I'm never gonna forget you.
Gabby: We'll miss you... and Belle...and Claire.
Shawn D.: Hey, you never know. This might not be goodbye.
Gabby: What do you mean?
Shawn D.: You said you were itching to get out of here and travel the world, right?
Gabby: I can't stay here now with Duck, after what he did to you.
Shawn D.: You know, if your journeys take to a little place called Salem, you can always stop by and --
Gabby: Brady's Pub. And then I introduce myself to Grandma Caroline and Grandpa Shawn?
Shawn D.: Yep.
Gabby: And I tell them that I am a -- I'm a friend of their grandson.
Shawn D.: And they're gonna tell you exactly where to find me...after they make you sit down and try the best chowder you ever tasted.
Gabby: Sounds good. Um, we'll see, Shawn. And I'm not gonna forget you, either.
Steve: Say, Bo... you know what really hurts, man? All the years we go back, you still blame me.
Bo: Yeah, it hurts me, too.
Steve: Maybe when we get back to Salem, we should have a guys' night out, hoist a few, clear up all this crap.
Bo: You've been hardwired to kill my son, so know this up front. I will be watching you. If you even twitch wrong, I'll take you out.
Shawn D.: [Exhales deeply] You guys ready to go?
Bo: Yeah. You ready, buddy?
Steve: Let's do it.
Belle: It's almost a miracle. Claire finally fell asleep. After everything we've put her through, God only knows what her dreams will be like.
Philip: Well, this has all been a bad dream, Belle, ever since you slept with Shawn and passed his baby off as mine.
Belle: I'm not gonna have this conversation with you again.
Philip: I will not accept a future without Claire in it.
Belle: We already talked about shared custody.
Philip: Which was total B.S., because the second my back was turned, you put out a distress call to Shawn.
Belle: Because we're headed into a killer storm.
Philip: I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid. You want Shawn to be your hero. He single-handedly gets you out of this storm and carry you away, where you can live happily ever after, and I'll never see my little girl again.
Belle: And how is that any different than what you've done?
Philip: You haven't given me any choices. So you can either stay with me and Claire, or once we reach land, you can leave.
Belle: You do realize that you lose either way? See, if I stay, I will never, ever forgive you. In fact, I will make your life a living hell. And if I go, what are you gonna tell Claire when she cries for her mommy? That she went to heaven?
Philip: I'll leave out the part about heaven.
Belle: She'll find out the truth one day.
Philip: That you abandoned both of us -- the family we used to have, that you didn't love either one of us?
Belle: She'll know that's a lie.
Philip: Oh, and that you used me as a bed warmer to get over Shawn.
Belle: Oh, right. Just like you're using Claire to punish me?
Philip: You think I like this?
Belle: I do. I think this is payback for you, and I think you're enjoying every minute of it.
Philip: You're wrong, Belle. You stopped loving me, but never -- not for a heartbeat -- did I ever stop loving you.
Philip: Didn't I always say if you fell, I'd be here to catch you?
Belle: Hey, baby. It's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of. We're just making waves like you do when you're in the bathtub, okay? You're safe. Yes, I promised her... that you're gonna keep her safe. What do you do now, now that you've thrown away our only hope of getting some help? Do you really think you can keep this precious little girl safe?
Shawn D.: I scoped it out. We need to make the arrow connect with Philip's boat.
Bo: It's gonna be hard to spot 'em in this weather.
Steve: Oh, come on. I can charter this baby by the seat of my pants. We'll catch 'em.
Shawn D.: I'm gonna need dropped at least 2 nautical miles away from Philip's boat. As soon as I hit the water, I'm gonna deploy the raft.
Bo: In 100-mile-an-hour winds with seas the size of tsunamis.
Shawn D.: I can do this, all right, Dad?
Steve: He can do it, Daddy. He's a sailor just like you, right?
Bo: I'm just saying it's gonna be risky.
Steve: Someone's got to make up their mind, because it looks like we're about 30 miles off the Coast of Montefiore.
Shawn D.: I can't see anything out there.
Steve: Here we go. Night-vision heat sensors. Even if Kiriakis is running with his lights off, you'll be able to pick him up.
Shawn D.: You can't hide from me, Philip.
Sami: [Laughing] You -- you are -- you are too much.
E.J.: I made you laugh. I haven't done that in a while.
Sami: It's not a compliment. E.J., on what planet are you living that you think you and I could ever start over?
E.J.: I don't know. I could think of a few.
Sami: You want to just start over. That sounds great E.J. Good idea, E.J. You must want me to just forget that you threatened me, that you risked the life of my unborn child, and humiliated the man that I love? Let's just forget about it all. Not in this lifetime.
E.J.: I know that I went too far. I'm not trying to minimize what I did.
Sami: That's exactly what you are trying to do. You can't even accept -- you can't even admit that you forced yourself on me, that you made me trade sex for Lucas' life.
E.J.: Please, Samantha. You have no idea how deeply I regret that.
Sami: You're right. I don't, because you haven't shown one shred of remorse for it. You just keep talking about -- I don't know -- planting the DiMera seed. You just can't wait to spread your evil to the next generation. Just like these. Of you and your creepy, twisted family? [Spits] 'Cause you know what? If you had to do it over... I know that you would rape me again in a heartbeat.
E.J.: Look, Samantha, you have every reason in the world to despise me.
Sami: And I don't even need your permission.
E.J.: What I did was... horrible...and it was wrong. And I'm not going to insult you anymore by making excuses.
Sami: Because there aren't any.
E.J.: But I'm not a monster. I'm not some kind of sociopath.
Sami: Well, then you must be an excellent actor.
E.J.: Would you like to know what I am? I'll tell you what I am. I'm spoiled, and I'm very demanding, and I'm willful, but that's growing up here. I mean, I grew up here like a prince. I was the heir to the DiMera legacy. I had everything -- teachers, nurses, tutors at my beck and call.
Sami: Whatever E.J. wants, E.J. gets.
E.J.: Basically, yes. I mean, I grew up -- from when I could walk, I was taught that Galileo was wrong -- that I was the center of the universe. I was the master of everything that I surveyed -- every single thing -- and nobody said no to me. Nobody from the lowliest servant to my teacher ever dared say no to me. And then... and then you did.
Sami: It's too bad you didn't listen. And you're still not listening to me. 'Cause you know what? E.J., you asking me to forgive and forget what you did... feels like you raping me all over again.
E.J.: Look, I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm asking you, please, for the chance to earn it.
Sami: This is just another one of your mind games. You don't deserve a second chance.
E.J.: No, no, but you do, Samantha. You do. Think about how much you hating me has hurt you.
Sami: Hating you keeps me safe, keeps me strong, and keeps me alive.
E.J.: And loving you, for me -- Samantha, I never experienced life until I loved you.
Sami: You don't know what -- E.J., if you -- if you really love me, then you'll give me what I want.
E.J.: Sure. Okay. Say the word -- that you want me to go, pack my bags. You won't see or hear from me again.
Sami: That is all I want -- for you to disappear.
E.J.: Samantha... I know that you don't really mean that.
Sami: You -- you are such a bastard! This isn't about me. This is about you. You don't really love me. You just want to possess me. The same slimy leopard with the same spots. Celeste was right about you. There is only one way to get rid of you.
E.J.: You tried that once, Samantha. You tried to kill me. You couldn't do it.
Sami: That's right. So the ball is in your court. So, tell me, what deed, what sacrifice, do I have to give to get you out of my future?
E.J.: Look, we both know there's a 50% chance this baby is mine.
Sami: This baby is mine, and I'm 100% certain of that, just like I am certain that you would never admit what you did to me, and that is why I will never trust you again.
E.J.: Samantha, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I forced myself on you.
Sami: You raped me. Say it. Say it... because I want to hear you say the words.
E.J.: I'm sorry... that I raped you.
Sami: Damn you to hell.
E.J.: Well, you may get your wish. But I need to know if that baby is mine, Samantha.
Sami: So that's the deal? Well, you can shove it, because I am not having that amnio.
E.J.: Samantha, if it's not my baby, I am out of your life.
Sami: I am not risking this child's life...just for you... so that you can lay claim to some innocent baby that will never belong to you, anyway.
E.J.: Okay. And if it doesn't belong to me -- if it's not my child --
Sami: It's not your child, no matter what.
Lucas: You heard my wife... all right? No amnio, so why don't you back the hell off?
Shawn D.: Hey, guys, there's a boat right down there.
Bo: Think it's theirs?
Shawn D.: I don't know, but who would be crazy enough to go out in a storm like this?
Steve: I'll take her down closer. Get ready to bolt.
Bo: Shawn, you be careful out there.
Shawn D.: I will.
Bo: No, I mean it. Those seas can swallow you up before you know it.
Shawn D.: Belle and Claire are counting on me. There's no way I'm gonna let them down.
Bo: I want to know when you're safe.
Shawn D.: When I seize the boat and make sure Belle and Claire are safe, I'm gonna radio back to the hotel.
Bo: Be careful. Good luck.
Shawn D.: Thanks, Dad. Thanks for coming along.
Steve: Here we go! Happy landings!
Lucas: Unbelievable. You're such a bastard, you know that? You never miss out on a chance to make Sami cry, do you?
E.J.: It wasn't my intention.
Lucas: We all know how the road to hell is paved, don't we? Can I talk to you for a second, please? Listen to me. I think it's time we settled this paternity question once and for all.
Sami: What are you talking about? What if E.J. turns out to be the father?
Lucas: I'm sick of the "ifs." It leaves the damn door open for E.J. to barge into our lives whenever he feels like it. I'm sick of it. Let's settle this once and for all -- right now.
E.J.: Right. There is no purpose served by keeping this child's identity or paternity a secret. If he or she turns out to be mine, then I'm sure we can come to some kind of arrangement.
Sami: No. This baby is not yours -- no way in hell.
Lucas: Time-out for a second, all right? Can I talk to you, please, in private? Come on. Wait here.
Steve: Why don't you sit back and enjoy the ride, Bo? The kid's fine.
Bo: Do you think it's cool to drop Stephanie off on top of 30-foot waves?
Steve: The child's got what it takes, just like his old man, right?
Bo: Hope's gonna skin me alive if she found out that I signed off on this.
Steve: He's no mama's boy. He's his own man. He sets his own course for his family and himself. That's the way it's supposed to work, right?
Bo: Right. Shawn, you're gonna be all right. Don't go and do something stupid.
Belle: What are you doing?
Philip: I'm getting myself weatherproofed.
Belle: You're going up on deck?
Philip: Someone has to be in charge. I'm gonna open up the engine, get some distance between us and the storm.
Belle: I really, really hate you for that. We could have radioed for help.
Philip: It doesn't matter, anyway. No one's gonna launch a search-and-rescue in a level-4 typhoon. We're on our own, Belle.
Belle: We're not on our own. You're in charge, and it scares the hell out of me.
Philip: I'm not gonna let anything happen to you or our daughter.
Belle: Hi, Claire Bear. Come here. Yes! We're gonna go up and down, just like the carousel at the park.
Belle: Oh, what's wrong? [Engine accelerating]
Sami: I can't believe this. I cannot believe that you are agreeing with E.J.
Lucas: Baby, I'm not agreeing with him. I'm trying to be objective.
Sami: The man is trying to take our child. How can we be objective about that?
Lucas: I think we should get the amnio.
Sami: I can't believe what I'm hearing.
Lucas: Why? Why? There's nothing wrong with establishing the paternity of our baby a couple months early.
Sami: The baby is yours. I don't care what those tests say.
Lucas: So you think it's E.J.'s – that's why you won't get the amnio.
Sami: That's not true.
Lucas: It is true. Listen to me. He can get a court order. He can get a court order as soon as that baby's born. We should do it. We should beat him to the punch.
Sami: Pregnant women have amnios because they are concerned about birth defects. My ultrasound came back perfectly clean, and I'm not gonna risk losing this child to satisfy E.J.
Lucas: He's gonna be on us 24-7. He's gonna be stressing both of us out. The doctor at the hospital said stress is no good for you, and E.J. equals stress, and he's not gonna stop until he finds out who that baby's father is.
Sami: You are this baby's father. You have to be.
Lucas: Listen to me. We have to know for sure, all right? The sooner we do that, the better. If you talk to your O.B. and she says, "no way, it's gonna hurt the baby," fine. We won't do it. But if she says, "yeah, it's okay," then, please, let's do it so we can get our lives back.
Sami: What do I tell E.J.?
Lucas: We'll both tell him. We'll both tell him that we're gonna have the test and we're not doing it for him -- we're doing it for our own peace of mind. And we'll both tell him that his days of making our life miserable are over.
E.J.: Celeste? What the devil are you doing here?
Celeste: What the devil, indeed. I received a phone call from your brother.
E.J.: From Tony? What does he want?
Celeste: He asked me to find you and relay an urgent message.
E.J.: Well, you found me. What's the message?
Celeste: Your father's condition is rapidly deteriorating, and if you're to save Stefano's life, he needs those stem cells -- now.
Steve: So, did you get Shawn to go on the record about E.J. Wells?
Bo: Where the hell did that come from?
Steve: I've known you a long time, Bo. I know you didn't fly halfway around the planet just to take a walk on the beach.
Bo: And I know you didn't make the same trip just to help out my son.
Steve: That really cuts, man.
Bo: So, you have questions, so do I.
Steve: I'm just making talk.
Steve: I know you flew to Tinda Lao to get Shawn to sign a sworn statement against Wells. That's it.
Bo: How do you know that?
Steve: You said something about it.
Bo: Not to you, I didn't.
Steve: I don't give a damn how I heard. Did you get the John Hancock or not?
Bo: Yeah, I did... and I'm gonna use that statement to put your boss's ass behind bars.
Steve: Sorry. I'm afraid I can't let you do that.
Belle: Claire finally fell back to sleep. I don't think she has any idea how much trouble we're in.
Philip: That's the way it should be.
Belle: [Speaks indistinctly]
Philip: Relax. The waters are rough. But I opened up the throttle. With any luck, we'll be in Montefiore at sundown.
Belle: If we can outrun the typhoon.
Philip: Don't be afraid. I'd die before I'd let anything happen to you or Claire, which is probably what you're hoping for.
Belle: I don't want you to die. I want us all to survive. I want my life back.
Philip: I'll get us out of this alive. I will.
Shawn D.: Ow.
Shawn D.: I'm taking control of the boat.
Philip: Exactly how you plan on doing that? You do what I say, or you swim your way home.
Sami: You were saying something about teaching him a lesson.
Lucas: A lesson he'll never forget. This will be the end of E.J.
Celeste: If you are the father, you need to stand up to Stefano and save your baby's life.
Steve: I don't want to hear any more!
Bo: Shoot me and get it over with!
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