Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 6/13/07 - Canada; Thursday 6/14/07 - U.S.A.
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Steve: So, you're gonna do what you're gonna do. Is that it?
Stephanie: That's right.
Steve: You don't care what I think or what your mom thinks or what's staring you right in the face, but you won't look at my boyfriend. We care about each other.
Steve: Yeah, I know what he cares about.
Stephanie: I cannot talk to you.
Steve: He's a wiseass loser. He wears it like a badge. He's gonna hurt you, Stephanie.
Stephanie: Well, you should know all about that.
Steve: Hey, I'm still your father.
Stephanie: No, you're not. Look, you want to wear the daddy hat now -- too bad. That's something you've got to earn.
Adrienne: Steve, she's upset. I don't think she really meant that.
Stephanie: I don't need you to tell him what I meant.
Steve: Hey, look, I know you're pissed off at me, and that's okay, but don't jump all over my sister.
Stephanie: Who also hasn't been in my life. I don't want to hurt you, okay? But mom brought me up. You just can't swagger back into my life and start treating my boyfriend like he's some kind of terrorist.
Steve: You think I'm happy about missing out on you? I didn't walk out.
Stephanie: All we have is what happened, and we can't change that.
Steve: Just like we can't change the fact that I am your father. Now, I missed most of it, but I remember some things that you don't because you were just a baby. I remember holding you, the sweet smell of your little head. I remember making you laugh like it was yesterday.
Stephanie: Guess again.
Steve: Stephanie, I only want what's best for you.
Stephanie: How can you? What does that even mean? How can you want something for me when you don't even know who I am?
Doris: I know this sounds like a strange question, but is this your daughter?
Belle: Oh, my God, Shawn, it's Claire. Philip, look.
Philip: That is Claire.
Belle: Why did they have her dress this way?
Philip: Why else? To keep us from finding her. Hey, do you have a name or a phone number of the mom who says this is her kid?
Doris: Of course. All of the participants have to fill out an application. Let me see here.
Belle: I don't understand. Why would they do this to her?
Shawn D.: We're gonna make sure the cops ask her that as soon as they've brought her in to charge her with kidnapping.
Doris: Here we are. Evelyn Quarry is the mother's name.
Belle: She is not the mother.
Doris: Of course. I'm sorry. I should make a phone call to the main office. Anything else I can do to help.
Shawn D.: Thank you. According to this, she's from Indiana, a small little farm town. It's got to be hours away from here.
Philip: It'll take her a while to get back. Get her on the phone.
Shawn D.: Philip's right. We got to get on this.
Belle: God, please help me find my baby.
Bo: Hello? Is somebody down there?
Hope: What was that? That sound.
Julie: Was it human?
Bo: Whether it was human or not, they're gonna have company.
Hope: You can't go down there.
Bo: Watch me.
Hope: Then I'm going with you.
Doug: Oh, no, you're not.
Hope: Daddy, please, you've got to stay out of this. [Moaning continues] [Woman coughs] Oh, my God. There is someone down there.
Doug: Yeah, and how did they get there?
Julie: Whoever, whatever, they must be freezing to death. Feel that cold air coming up.
Hope: We've got to get down there, Brady.
Bo: Listen to me -- I'm gonna go down there and check it out first.
Hope: You can't go down there alone.
Bo: Are you gonna stand there fighting with me?
Bo: There's somebody down there. We don't have time to argue.
Julie: No, let's not argue. Darling, you have the voice. Use it. Project, call down.
Doug: Hello? Whoever's down there, we hear you. We want to help. Talk to us if you can. Can you? Hello?
Woman: [Labored] Help me. Help me.
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Belle: Here, give me the number. I'm gonna call.
Philip: Wait, not so fast. What's the plan?
Belle: I'm gonna let her know that we're on to her and that she needs to bring Claire back here before we get the police involved.
Philip: No good. She could take off and never come back again.
Shawn D.: Philip's right. If this woman thinks she's gonna get arrested, she's not coming back.
Belle: Then, what do we do?
Philip: We need to get the Chicago police involved.
Shawn D.: That's not gonna do us any good, man. By the time they figure out that we're the good guys, Claire's gonna be long gone by then.
Philip: They can e-mail the Salem Police, have the info in a matter of minutes. The more people we have looking out, the better chance we have of finding her.
Shawn D.: What?
Belle: We're all trying to do the right thing here.
Shawn D.: What is the right thing?
Belle: Well, I was thinking maybe we call her and give her a reason to bring Claire back here, like maybe her little Jeffrey won some kind of special prize.
Shawn D.: That could work.
Shawn D.: You know something?
Belle: I'm brilliant, I know.
Steve: Stephanie? Listen -- I know you're disappointed in me. I understand why. But, you know, you were real happy to see me when I first got back.
Stephanie: Well, maybe I wouldn't have been if I would have known who you really were.
Adrienne: Honey, why don't you give yourself a chance now to get to know who he really is?
Stephanie: I thought I did.
Steve: Listen, baby...they messed with my head.
Adrienne: Honey, he's back now. Look at him. Look at your father. He's everything you hoped for, everything you dreamed about.
Stephanie: No, he's not. He is a stranger.
Steve: Oh, jeez.
Adrienne: So, what, you just cut him off? Don't even give him a chance? That's pretty harsh.
Stephanie: Well, so was watching my mom waste her life.
Adrienne: Okay, okay, let's all just take a breath. Take a breath, calm down, okay?
Steve: Stephanie, I don't blame you for not trusting me. All I can tell you is I'm trying. I'm trying to get back to normal. I feel like I'm almost there. The road hasn't been easy, baby. You know, your mom has been helping me. She's been my only map.
Stephanie: Yeah, and I'm really happy for the two of you having each other. Meanwhile, I'm trying to get my own life started.
Steve: That's good. You should. You have every right, but every instinct in me tells me that something stinks about this Jeremy kid. I don't care if he is Mike Horton's son.
Stephanie: And I don't care how he smells to you. He's somebody I love. And he's also my boss.
Adrienne: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. You work for this guy?
Stephanie: Jeremy's a pilot and so is his friend Jett Carver. You know his family, too. Well, they started a shuttle business from Salem to Las Vegas, and Chelsea and I are gonna be flight attendants.
Steve: No. No way. You're not taking that job... not while I'm still breathing.
Bo: Hello? Can you see the flashlight? This is Detective Bo Brady from the Salem P.D. who are you? [Woman moaning] Damn, this is not good. Hey, Doug, could you get the rope out of the bag, please?
Doug: You got it.
Bo: I'm coming down to get you. Don't you worry. You just hang tight.
Hope: I don't know, Brady. Something's not right.
Bo: You got a bad feeling?
Hope: The longer I stand here, the worse it gets.
Julie: Well, that's not very encouraging, is it?
Doug: Okay, here it is.
Bo: Thanks, Doug. Hope, take this and tie it off, would you?
Hope: You got it.
Bo: Use a clove hitch.
Hope: A what?
Bo: Clove hitch.
Julie: Okay, once you're down there, what are you gonna do?
Bo: I'm gonna tie this rope around whoever it is and then pull them back up, unless you got a better idea.
Doug: Not me, Bo. Julie's in charge of better ideas. I am in charge of tugging on ropes.
Julie: You're a real juggernaut, Doug. Don't worry, I'll spot him.
Bo: Okay, juggernaut, let's get this piano bench.
Hope: Okay, we're all tied off.
Bo: All right, let's get her done.
Hope: "Let's" meaning both of us.
Bo: Yep, I know. I'm not gonna argue with you anymore.
Julie: Yeah, then I will.
Bo: No, don't bother. You'll lose. I'll tell you when I hit the bottom, okay?
Hope: All right, then I'll start down after you. Be careful, please. Just be careful. I don't want to be a widow yet. Ciara needs her daddy, okay?
Bo: I'll be careful.
Woman: Help me!
Bo: Got a set of lungs. Wish me luck.
Hope: Always. Be careful.
Bo: Got it?
Hope: Ooh, yeah, got it.
Hope: We got it?
Doug: Got it.
Stephanie: So, you're ordering me not to take this job?
Steve: I just think we need to talk about it.
Stephanie: News flash, Dad -- I can take any job I want, even if it means sliding down a pole with my clothes off.
Adrienne: Uh, that's mature.
Steve: Can I ask you a question?
Stephanie: Do I have a choice?
Steve: You're flying from here to Vegas. You don't just turn around and come back in one day. Where are you gonna sleep?
Stephanie: There's a suite all the attendants and pilots stay at between flights.
Steve: Oh, sounds classy.
Steve: I bet they have a big old hot tub, too, huh?
Stephanie: Big as a football field. And I can't wait to dip in all 10 little piggies, too.
Adrienne: Okay, okay. We need to talk.
Stephanie: Uh, no, we don't.
Adrienne: I meant your dad and me. Five minutes.
Stephanie: Knock yourself out. I'm not changing my mind.
Steve: So, what do I do, lock her up and throw away the key?
Adrienne: Well, I think Stephanie's right about one thing. She's not a kid anymore. You can't force her --
Steve: I'm not trying to force her to do anything. I'm trying to help her. I'm trying to keep her from making a big mistake. If she gets mixed up with that Horton kid --
Adrienne: Too late.
Steve: It's not too late. It's not too late, but if we give her enough rope, it will be.
Adrienne: Okay, that's the thing. Come here, come here. It looks to me as if you're not giving Stephanie any rope. You keep barking at her and growling at her, you know what's gonna happen?
Steve: No, I don't. Why don't you tell me?
Adrienne: You're gonna push her right into the arms of the man you hate.
Steve: And you like him?
Adrienne: No. I think he's a creep. He's the kind of guy you size up in five minutes and avoid like the plague, but, honey, your daughter loves him, like it or not. And your job, as a father, is to stand by her and pick her up when she falls.
Belle: Yes, Mrs. Quarry. Hi, this is Marlena Evans from the U.S.Adorable Pageant you just attended. That's right. Jeffrey was one of the contestants, and we have some great news for you. Apparently there was a miscount in the judging, and it appears that your little Jeffrey actually won the grand prize. And we are so excited for -- what? How much? Uh, $5,000, Mrs. Quarry, and we have your check right here, so if you just want to come on back, we'll be waiting for you here in the conference room. Congratulations.
Shawn D.: She went for it.
Belle: As soon as she found out she had 5,000 reasons to say yes.
Shawn D.: So that means she's on her way here.
Belle: It's only a matter of time before we have Claire back.
Shawn D.: That means that we can start our life together. It's a long time coming.
Belle: Worth the wait, don't you think?
Shawn D.: Oh, yeah.
Philip: Well, they said they'd send down a detective to talk to us.
Belle: Good, and they'll be able to arrest her when she gets here with Claire.
Shawn D.: The woman who kidnapped her.
Belle: I called her. She's on her way.
Philip: How did you do that?
Belle: I told her that her little boy Jeffrey actually won the grand prize. "We're so sorry, Mrs. Quarry. We made a terrible mistake."
Philip: Your idea?
Shawn D.: Nope, it was all Belle.
Belle: Occasionally, I am touched by genius.
Philip: That means Claire's on her way. And we should all see her real soon... walking through those doors.
Philip: I just want her back.
Belle: She's gonna be so happy to walk in here and see the three of us waiting for her. She's gonna know that she's finally safe with the three people who love her the most in this world -- her family.
Philip: Are you sure that's the way you feel, too, Shawn? I mean it. Let's get all this out before Claire gets back. You really gonna be cool with me being a part of her life from now on?
Belle: Go ahead, Shawn. Tell him how you feel.
Shawn D.: Claire is what's important to me. As long as she's happy, then I'm happy, too.
Philip: Yeah, are you gonna stay happy, though, after we take her home?
Shawn D.: Home back to Salem.
Philip: Back to my house, I mean. Hey, look, the last thing she's gonna need is for us to start freezing each other out.
Belle: Don't worry, Philip, because I happen to know that Shawn feels fine about all of the decisions we've made, right?
Shawn D.: We all agreed. We're grateful that you have given us a place. You've been really generous to us.
Philip: Only you wish things were different.
Shawn D.: I wish that we were taking Claire back to a normal home, a place where she's got real friends that she can grow up with. A neighborhood, Philip. Not pools, not hedges.
Belle: Shawn, Shawn.
Shawn D.: Belle, I know. We agreed. Like I said, it's amazing everything that you're doing for us. But you wanted me to be honest, and I'm being honest.
Philip: I understand.
Shawn D.: I'm not looking to make any waves here. I just want to make sure that we're clear.
Philip: You're Claire's father. I get it, Shawn. You've made that pretty clear over and over and over again.
Belle: Claire could be here any second, and I want this settled once and for all. This competition has got to end, so I don't care how you do it. You figure it out, damn it. Do it now.
Adrienne: Hey, hey, hey.
Steve: No, no, no. It's all right. Last thing I want to do is push my little girl away. Okay, I know she's not a little girl.
Adrienne: I'm not so sure about that.
Steve: Adrienne, all I'm trying to do is be a father to her the best way I know how. Now, if that makes her unhappy some of the time, well, that's part of the job, isn't it? I guess if I'd been around, she'd be used to that by now.
Adrienne: But that's just it, Steve. You weren't.
Steve: You know, you're really starting to get under my skin, little sister.
Adrienne: Hey, I didn't ask to be here. But now that I am here, I'm not gonna stand around and watch you screw up your life.
Steve: It's all coming back to me now. You always were a sweet talker.
Adrienne: You want the truth or a bunch of bull?
Steve: Listen, all I'm saying is I'm her papa. I've got a right. I can't just give up. I got to ask questions like any dad would do if he's got a good reason.
Adrienne: It depends on the questions.
Steve: Well, like, how many hours has fly-boy racked up? Does he have a license to fly at night? Did the F.A.A. even approve his little shuttle venture?
Adrienne: All very good questions.
Steve: And I want some answers.
Adrienne: You can't ask --
Stephanie: About what?
Steve: About this business thing you're getting mixed up in. For instance --
Stephanie: Do they have a license to fly at night? How many hours has Jeremy racked up?
Steve: Well, you heard me.
Stephanie: They heard you in Vegas.
Steve: And I want the answers here in Salem.
Stephanie: Well, too bad. I don't have any. But Jeremy and Jett are very responsible. If they need permits or licenses, I'm sure they've got them.
Steve: Well, ask.
Stephanie: If I were to work at Chez Rouge waiting on tables, would I ask Maggie to show me her license?
Steve: That's not the same.
Stephanie: Well, I say it is, okay? And if we don't agree, I guess that's just something we'll have to live with. But you'll have plenty of time to adjust because I'll be in Vegas soon working for Jeremy, sharing a hot tub with no one I know, and if you've got a problem with it, that's too bad.
Steve: You're damn right I do.
Stephanie: Well, then, I'll start looking for someplace else to live here in Salem. See ya, Steve.
Steve: Don't say it.
Adrienne: Don't have to.
Steve: I blew it.
Hope: Brady, are you all right?
Bo: Yeah, yeah.
Hope: How close are you to the bottom?
Bo: Who knows? I can't see anything.
Julie: Please, it's a dumbwaiter shaft, but it's not a bottomless pit. Doug darling, maybe you should call Roman.
Doug: What for?
Julie: Well, we don't know what Bo's gonna run into down there. What if something goes wrong?
Hope: It won't.
Doug: Well, but, princess, that's not such a bad idea, having an ambulance ready just in case.
Hope: Daddy, let's just give him a little more time, okay? If there is someone down there who is hurt or injured, he'll tell us what he needs.
Bo: Hey, I'm down. Got my feet on something solid, anyway.
Hope: And what do you see?
Bo: Not a thing. Lousy flashlight's not working. Hey, Doug, can you send down that other one?
Doug: Sure will.
Hope: Brady, don't move, okay? Just stay right where you are until I get there.
Bo: I'm not going anywhere, not until I know where I am, believe me.
Doug: Okay, Bo, flashlight number two on its way. Can I drop it on your head, or do you just want me -- let me lower it. [Woman screams] [Thud]
Hope: Brady, what was it? Can you see it? Bo, can you hear me?
Julie: Bo, answer us!
Hope: Brady, come on. Tell me you're all right.
Steve: So...what do you want me to say? You were right?
Adrienne: Oh, come on. Do you see me gloating?
Steve: [Sighs] God. All those memories of Kayla --
Adrienne: Okay, first of all, you're spending too much time in the past. Steve, you couldn't control what happened to you. It's not your fault.
Steve: I have so many regrets, Adrienne.
Adrienne: Honey, who doesn't? But you can't blame yourself. You have to move on and move forward. And from what I can tell, you are almost you again.
Steve: Almost, not quite.
Adrienne: Steve, you were the kind of guy who never looked back. You always lived for the day, this day, today. You're still that guy.
Steve: You know, when Kayla and I left that island...I was feeling so good. I felt like when I got back to Salem, I could finally start to handle things again. That's why I let her go off to that medical conference. [Sighs] But if she had been here today...
Steve: I don't know. I just think maybe things might have worked out different between Stephanie and me.
Adrienne: Do you think? Well, let's see -- "Kayla, um, your boy here seems to think he really screwed up today. What do you think?" "Well, I would have to agree, but, you know, his heart was in the right place." "Oh, don't be so easy on him. He's a big boy. He can take it." "Well, you don't understand, Adrienne. Steve's been through --" "I know, I know. He's been through hell. I heard all about it. Saw it -- wasn't a pretty sight." "But, you know, he really does mean well. He really loves his daughter." "Well, yeah, but if you would have been here, you would have handled things much differently." "Well, yes, I would have handled things with a lot more patience." "No, what are you saying, then? If you would have been here, this could have turned out to be a great day?" "You bet your ass it could."
Steve: Uh-uh-uh-uh. Stop right there. You had me right up to that point. Kayla never would have said that.
Adrienne: [Laughs] Okay. But she would have thought it. [Laughs] Come on. So...would you like to hear how your sweetness would have saved the day, hmm?
Hope: Bo, for God's sake.
Julie: Oh, Doug, what are you waiting for? Pull on the rope.
Doug: Okay. Bo, hang on and hang on tight. I'm gonna pull you.
Hope: Oh, my God, no.
Hope: Daddy, hold this.
Doug: Hope, wait.
Hope: I got to get down there.
Doug: No, princess.
Hope: Please let go of me, both of you.
Doug: No, listen to me -- we are not letting you go down there.
Hope: Daddy, you don't have any choice in the matter.
Julie: Your husband would not want you to throw yourself down this hole.
Doug: The last thing Bo would want is for you to hurt yourself.
Hope: I don't care. I'm going down there.
Julie: We'll just call Roman.
Hope: Roman? Bo will be dead before Roman gets here. Whether you like it or not, I'm going down there.
Julie: No. Aah!
Hope: Oh, my God.
Doug: What in the...
Julie: Well, it must be Bo climbing up. That's it.
Hope: Bo! Pull! Help me pull!
Doug: Bo, is that you?
Julie: No, wait.
Hope: Just pull.
Julie: No, listen, listen. Be quiet, listen. Does that sound like Bo to you?
Doug: That is not him.
Hope: There is somebody climbing up that rope.
Julie: Somebody or something.
Doug: Yeah, well, it is not Bo, that's for sure.
Philip: Well, where is she?
Belle: Look, just relax, Philip.
Philip: Yeah, yeah, I'll do that.
Belle: No, try, please.
Shawn D.: It's not like the woman lives right down the street.
Philip: And it's not like the pageant has been over for hours. How far could she have gotten?
Shawn D.: Who knows? But the woman sure made record time getting Claire back to the States.
Belle: Shawn, that might be her.
Philip: But no Claire.
Shawn D.: She's got a kid's backpack with her, though.
Belle: I swear to God, I'll kill her.
Shawn D.: Belle, take a deep breath.
Philip: The last thing you want to do is set her off.
Belle: Here she comes.
Evelyn: Uh, excuse me. I'm Evelyn Quarry.
Belle: Hi. You know, you got here really fast.
Evelyn: Are you Miss Evans? So, you have my check? $5,000?
Belle: Uh-huh, yeah. I have your check right over there.
Philip: Only where's little Jeffrey?
Belle: Yeah, he's such a U.S.Adorable little boy, and we were really hoping that we could get a couple of pictures of him while you're here, so is he out in the car?
Evelyn: No, he's with the sitter.
Belle: At home.
Evelyn: Of course.
Shawn D.: In Indiana.
Evelyn: That's right. And you are?
Belle: Of course. All of these pageants, I'm sure it took a lot out of, um...
Shawn D.: Jeffrey.
Belle: Right, Jeffrey.
Evelyn: I took him home, tucked him right in for his nap. I couldn't see waking him up for the drive. It's been a long day for me, too, so if you don't mind, I'd just like to take the check and start heading back again.
Philip: To Indiana.
Evelyn: That's what I said. What is his problem?
Shawn D.: He's a little upset that he didn't get to take Jeffrey's picture.
Belle: Right, for our website of winners.
Evelyn: This man's your photographer?
Philip: Best in the business.
Evelyn: Then where's his camera?
Belle: You know what? I have an idea. Why don't we get you a room here at the hotel, and you can call your sitter and have them bring the boy back to town, we'll take the shot, and --
Evelyn: No, I don't think so. We've done all the driving we're doing for today, so...if you need a picture of Jeffrey, you're just gonna have to use the one that we submitted. Wait a minute. Where is it? What happened? Who stole Jeffrey's -- what's going on?
Julie: I don't know who it is, but I know who it's not.
Doug: Well, we can board up this hole again.
Hope: What, are you crazy? Bo's still down there. Grab the rope, you two. We're pulling him up, whoever it is. Let's go.
Doug: Okay, are you ready? Get ready.
Hope: 1, 2...3.
Julie: Oh, careful.
Hope: Hang on. You're almost there. Aah.
Julie: Oh! Oh!
Hope: Where is he? Where is my husband?
Doug: Let's take off the mask.
Belle: Why don't you come over here and have a seat with me? And just let me apologize for all of the trouble that we've caused, you know, with the miscount of votes and now needing the photo, but you see, we had to send the picture off to the home office as soon as we found out about the mistake. You know, all the pageant procedures, legalities, and that was the only picture that we had of Jeffrey, so off it went with the paperwork. I'm sure you understand.
Evelyn: No, not really. There's nothing about this that's making much sense. Now, I'd like to get home to my boy, so if you don't mind, can I please have my money? Or I can just get on my cellphone and call up Minneapolis.
Shawn D.: Why Minneapolis?
Evelyn: Why do you think? Where your home office is. Maybe they can explain.
Belle: Explain what? I don't understand why you're so upset. We're only asking about Jeffrey.
Evelyn: Look, honey, I heard you. Now you need to hear me. Jeffrey's home, and there's nothing I read or signed about having to take an extra picture.
Shawn D.: Look, if we've insulted you, then we're sorry.
Evelyn: Look, your judges don't know how to count. Or they cheated. Now, where the hell is my money? Or is this some kind of a joke? Either you have a check for me or you don't. So which is it, huh? I thought so. Well, don't think I won't get on the phone first thing tomorrow morning to call the head office.
Belle: You bitch, where the hell is my daughter?
Evelyn: What did you call me?
Belle: You heard me, honey. Your little boy isn't even a boy at all.
Evelyn: What are you talking about?
Belle: Oh, please, we know the truth. Your little Jeffrey is my daughter, Claire, and either you or someone you know fished her out of that ocean.
Evelyn: You're crazy.
Belle: No, you have my baby, and I want her back.
Evelyn: What you got is a serious problem, honey, and you need to seriously look about getting it fixed. She needs a shrink, people. Call me again, I'll press charges. Now get out of my way.
Philip: Not a chance, lady. You want to call the cops? Don't bother. They're on their way right now.
Shawn D.: In the meantime, you're not going anywhere, not until you tell us where my daughter is.
Steve: So, go ahead. Tell me, since you think you have all the answers.
Adrienne: No, but I think I know what Kayla would have done.
Steve: Well, I'm all ears.
Adrienne: First, she would tell you to treat your daughter the way her father likes to be treated.
Steve: Yeah, and how's that?
Adrienne: Kill her with kindness.
Steve: Kindness, huh?
Adrienne: Absolutely. And then your next step would be to tell Stephanie that you absolutely love Jeremy.
Steve: She'll never buy that.
Adrienne: Let me finish. You've got to confess that you got to thinking about what went down today between the two of you, and you were upset, so you called Kayla to tell her what happened and explained it to her, and she was asking you some questions, and then all of a sudden, it hit you.
Steve: This better be good.
Adrienne: You've never seen Stephanie with a guy before, and not just a guy, a man who's handsome and smart, funny, and to top it all off, he's a pilot. No, not some kid you can push around, that he was the one who had it all together.
Steve: Come on, you don't really expect me to --
Adrienne: Grovel? Yes, I do. And I expect you to convince Stephanie that Jeremy just bowled you over.
Steve: Oh. And now that I realized that, I told Kayla I want her to meet him.
Adrienne: Mm-hmm, now you're getting it. And maybe the two of you could take the two of them out to dinner.
Steve: In hopes that the boy will give poor old dad a second chance.
Adrienne: Yeah. And at that dinner, you're going to be nice and charming and sweet.
Steve: We'll leave the sweet stuff to Kayla. She'll make Jasper feel just like he's a --
Steve: Whatever. She'll make him feel like he's a part of the family.
Adrienne: Exactly. Now, as I see it, this can only go one of two ways -- either Jeremy steps up and treats you and Kayla and Stephanie with the same respect that you show him.
Steve: Or he'll keep on acting like a first-degree ass.
Adrienne: Only now Stephanie will see him for what he really is.
Steve: And then we end up looking like mommy and daddy of the year.
Adrienne: Exactly. Or it could turn out that maybe Jeremy's not such a bad guy after all. And now you're off on the right foot with your new son-in-law-to-be.
Adrienne: Just want to make sure you were listening. The kid really is an ass. [Both laugh]
Doug: Get off her! Get off her, damn you!
Julie: Hope darling, are you all right?
Doug: Stop it! What are you doing? Look out, Julie!
Julie: Oh, don't even try. Don't even try it!
Hope: Stay right where you are! Both of you, stay! All right, where is he? Where's Bo? There's nowhere to run. Where is he? What did you do to him? Answer me. Answer me!
Doug: Okay, okay. Careful, Hope.
Hope: [Breathing heavily] What happened down there? Start talking!
Doug: We're not getting anywhere this way.
Hope: Julie, lock the door. Go. Daddy, Daddy, move in slowly from the side.
Hope: That mask of yours -- either you take it off or we will.
Doug: Why are you hiding?
Hope: Whoever you are, take that mask off, show your face.
Julie: Don't you speak English? Don't you understand anything?
Hope: Daddy, now. Grab her hands.
Julie: Be careful!
Hope: Oh, my God, Lexie.
Steve: Hey, baby. Yeah, it's me. I just wanted to hear your voice. And I miss you, too. How was my day? Uh, it was all right. I'll tell you about it when you get home. No, I'm okay. I just, uh...I met Stephanie's boyfriend today. Yeah, I wish you would have been here, too. What's he like?
[Chuckles] Well, it's kind of hard to explain. I-I-I guess we kind of got off on the wrong foot. No, listen, no, don't be upset. Listen -- I really think it's gonna wind up to have a happy ending. I really do. Yeah. Okay. Now...let's talk about us. What are you wearing?
Evelyn: You called the police?
Shawn D.: Yeah, and a detective's gonna be here any minute.
Belle: And as soon as we tell him our story, he's gonna be all over you and whoever you're working with.
Evelyn: Honestly, honey, we're all upset. But, you guys, there's something wrong here. I-I-I-I don't --
Shawn D.: I would like to see what's right here.
Evelyn: Hey, give that back to me! That's mine!
Philip: Easy there. Nobody's trying to take something that's yours. You can add it to your complaint.
Belle: Shawn, anything?
Evelyn: Stop it! I am gonna make a complaint, make sure you're all taken in and arrested. I don't know who your daughter is! I don't know a damn thing about her!
Shawn D.: You are lying. You have her, and now I can prove it.
Belle: You found something?
Shawn D.: You remember how you wrote Claire's name on the inside of all of her clothes on the island? Well, look what's written on the strap of this shoe here. Look familiar, Belle?
Belle: "Claire." And those were the shoes she was wearing the night she disappeared.
Evelyn: That's ridiculous. I bought those shoes at a thrift shop last week.
Belle: That's it! No more lies. Either you tell me where my daughter is or there won't be anything left for the police to lock up, you child-stealing bitch!
Hope: Lexie, it's all right. Lexie, what happened? My God, who did this to you?
Doug: Hey, it's all right. I got her.
Hope: Honey, it's all right. You're safe now, Lexie. It's all right. Stop, you know me. You know me. Lexie, I'm Hope Brady. It's okay. I know your family. I know your husband, Abe. Your son, Theo. Remember? Your beautiful little boy. Lexie, we're best friends. Look at me. Look at me!
Lexie: Oh, my God.
Hope: It's okay. It's okay. It's all right, honey. I've got you. I'm not gonna let go. It's all right.
Doug: Hope, what happened? What's going on?
Hope: There was an accident months ago.
Hope: She disappeared. There was no body. We thought she'd been killed.
Doug: By whom?
Julie: Oh, never mind that now. She needs a hospital. Can we get her to a hospital right now?
Hope: I'm not going anywhere, not without Bo. Lexie, listen. Listen to me, sweetheart. It's okay. Look at me. Look at me, okay? I need your help, please. Lexie, focus. Bo went down into that tunnel after you, but only you came up. Do you understand what I'm saying? Where is he? Where's Bo? Where is he? What happened?
Hope: Yes. Where is he, Lex?
Lexie: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Hope: What? Tell me.
Lexie: Dead. He -- he's dead. Bo's dead.
Stefano: Peace, John. True lasting peace is in the hands of Samantha.
Belle: Did you hear that? That's Claire. She's here.
Doug: You're safe now.
Lexie: No. No one is safe.
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