Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 10/5/07 - Canada; Monday 10/8/07 - U.S.A.
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Philip: Lauren, Lauren!
Belle: Is she okay? Is she breathing?
Nurse: I'll call it in.
Shawn D.: I'll get a doctor.
Nurse: She's got a pulse. She's going into shock.
Belle: I'll go get some blankets.
Nurse: Let me take a look here, sir.
Philip: Don't touch me. I know what I'm doing. Where's the doctor? She's got a major head injury, and she needs help right now. Lauren, we got help on the way, okay? Talk to me. Don't leave us.
Doctor: What happened?
Philip: She tripped running down the stairs. Her head's pretty bad.
Nurse: Keep her neck stabilized. They're bringing a backboard and a cervical collar from ER.
Philip: You hold on, Lauren. You're gonna be okay. I'm here, and I'm gonna see you through this, okay? You don't worry about anything but getting better. Just stay with me so we can find Tyler.
Philip: I know you love my son. And you wouldn't do anything to harm him.
Shawn D.: Ow.
Shawn D.: Belle, I'm okay.
Belle: No, you're not. You're in pain. Come on. Let's get back upstairs.
Nurse: I'll help you.
Philip: Shawn... thanks.
Shawn D.: I hope she's gonna be okay.
Philip: Lauren, I need you to tell me one thing -- is my son alive?
Sami: This vendetta will never end without you. Please, come on. I don't want you to die, E.J. Please. You can't die on me. I hate you for everything that you have done to my family and everyone I love, but I don't want you to die. Please. E.J., this vendetta will never end without you. Come on. I hate myself for this, but I care about you. And I don't want you to die.
Sami: Be careful.
E.J.: All right, look, stop. You shouldn't be doing this.
Sami: Oh, please. I'm almost done.
E.J.: Samantha, you shouldn't even have started in your condition.
Sami: I'm pregnant. That's not a condition, and mopping the floors is not going to make me go into labor, though I wish something would.
E.J.: Sorry about all the oil.
Sami: Yeah, well, it's just oil.
E.J.: How's your dad?
Sami: Aside from some dehydration and exhaustion, he's actually gonna be okay.
E.J.: I would have thought that you would have been a little happier knowing that Roman, you know, was safe.
Sami: Life is one never-ending party, huh?
E.J.: Okay [Clears throat] You're tired. Let me finish this up for you.
Sami: No, thank you.
E.J.: I insist.
Sami: Can you just get the hell away from me, please?
Philip: Lauren, focus, please. This is important. Is my son alive?
Nurse: What's her name?
Doctor: Everyone, step back. Lauren. Lauren, can you hear me?
Doctor: We're gonna fix you up. Relax and let us do all the work. 1, 2, 3.
Doctor: Hang in there, Lauren. We're gonna take good care of you.
Philip: Hey, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here, okay? I'm gonna help you through this.
Philip: What are you trying to say? Is my son alive? Is my son alive? Did you say yes?
Philip: Yes. Yes.
E.J.: Mop away, sweetheart. If you think you're gonna be able to wipe out what happened to you, you're wrong.
Sami: Thank you, Dr. Freud. That was really -- excuse me. Sorry. I don't mean to get that in your way.
E.J.: I'm beginning to get the distinct impression that you wouldn't mind upending that bucket of water over my head.
Sami: Well, maybe that's 'cause you know me better than I know myself.
E.J.: You know, I think that you might have hit the nail on the head.
Sami: Don't start with me, E.J.
E.J.: My, um, intimate knowledge of your many moods tells me that you are upset, Samantha.
Sami: That is a brilliant conclusion.
E.J.: I hope it's not because you nearly lost me.
Sami: Oh, by George, I think you got it.
E.J.: Really? You know, actually, I think I do have it. I think that's it, because I think in nearly losing me, you suddenly realized how much you care.
Sami: That's ridiculous.
E.J.: Is that ridiculous? Well, why don't you tell me exactly what it is that has got you worked up into such a state?
Sami: "What it is?" Are you really telling me you're that clueless?
E.J.: Maybe I am. Why don't you enlighten me?
Sami: I'll tell you. Because I am sick to death that I have to divorce the man that I love to marry a man that I hate more than anything in the world.
E.J.: Really? More than my father? More than Andre? Really? Is that right?
Sami: Would you just get out of here?!
E.J.: No, Samantha. I wonít. Now be fair. You were given a choice. You were given a choice, sweetheart. You chose to agree by the terms to end the vendetta.
Sami: You have an unbelievable definition of the word "choice." My choice is to either marry you or leave the rest of my family to be attacked by DiMeraís until there's not one Brady left standing?
E.J.: Look, whether you marry me or not, whether this vendetta ends or it doesn't end, I've already told you, I've given you my word that you and those children will not be harmed.
Sami: Well, that just makes me feel really safe. And I can't wait to throw myself under the wheels of the DiMera killing machine.
E.J.: Oh, I see. This is all about self-sacrifice. Is that right?
Sami: Not for a second. I am not sacrificing myself to you or to anyone in the DiMera family. With any luck, Stefano will die soon, and Andre will never make it out of that hospital alive.
E.J.: My father has more lives than a cat, Samantha.
Sami: Yeah, well, Stefano has run out of lives.
E.J.: Maybe. But as for Andre, evil has a certain nasty way of persevering, you know.
Sami: Wait till we're married. You'll see a new meaning of the word "nasty."
E.J.: Oh, come on, Samantha. Look, as long as our lots are thrown in together, can't we at least try and make the best out of this?
Sami: Oh, yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?
E.J.: Yes, actually, I would. It would give me an opportunity to prove to you that I'm not the scoundrel you think I am.
Sami: I don't care. Do you understand that I don't love you and I don't want you and this marriage is an act of mercy to stop your family from killing mine?
E.J.: It's a lot more than that, Samantha, and you know it.
Sami: No, I donít. It's not more than that. That is the definition of a marriage of convenience. There is no love between the husband and wife.
E.J.: You speak for yourself.
Sami: You wait. Before long, you will be begging, screaming for the devil to take your soul to get you away from me. Why, I can practically smell the fire and brimstone.
Nurse Gilliam: You know what happens to patients with second-degree burns who race through this hospital?
Shawn D.: No lime jello?
Nurse Gilliam: I ought to serve you double for that stunt you pulled.
Shawn D.: [Sighs] That's better...and fast.
Nurse Gilliam: Yeah, painkillers, they'll usually do that for you.
Belle: The pain really that bad still?
Shawn D.: It's mostly okay, but when you get slammed against a wall, it stings quite a bit. The skin, it feels so tight.
Nurse Gilliam: That's because your skin grafts are healing.
Belle: Maybe you shouldn't have gotten out of bed at all.
Nurse Gilliam: Some exercise is good for him -- speeds up healing.
Belle: Well, yeah. We're talking once around the nurses' station, not clocking a marathon.
Shawn D.: What can I say? I used to be hell on wheels.
Belle: He's talking about race cars.
Nurse Gilliam: Live for danger after you're discharged.
Shawn D.: What was I supposed to do? If I didn't do anything, Lauren would be long gone. I just hope she's gonna be okay. Will you let me know how she's doing?
Nurse Gilliam: I'll keep you informed. In the meantime, I don't want those burns to get infected.
Belle: I'll see that he follows doctor's orders.
Shawn D.: And no more wind sprints in the halls. I get it.
Nurse Gilliam: Don't let him charm you, honey.
Belle: Too late. I'm already under his spell.
Nurse Gilliam: Pretty hard to resist, isn't he?
Belle: You know, that nurse is right.
Shawn D.: All these women ganging up on me.
Belle: Oh, please. You love it. But seriously, you need to relax and recuperate. You know, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can finally get to setting that wedding date.
Shawn D.: What's stopping us from picking a date?
E.J.: Samantha, you do realize this is not entirely about you. We are both being manipulated by circumstances that are entirely beyond our control.
Sami: I have a choice between a rock and a hard place.
E.J.: Oh, I get it. You think you're the only one who's trapped, don't you?
Sami: I know I am. I know I'm the only one hating it.
E.J.: You're wrong.
Sami: E.J., this is your fondest wish come true.
E.J.: No, actually, it's really not. I resent being used as a pawn to play out the end of some 50-year-old romance.
Sami: Well, then, you should tell your dad to do his homework. When history repeats itself, it usually has the same ending.
E.J.: I certainly hope not.
Sami: Well, if someone is throwing themselves off a cliff, you can be sure that it will not be me.
E.J.: That was a whole other century. I mean, it's a completely different world now from the one that Santo and Colleen knew.
Sami: Yeah, well, tragedies still happen and hearts still get broken. You're more like Santo than I first thought. You ruin people's lives. And this supposedly perfect solution to the vendetta could just as easily have been your twisted brainchild.
E.J.: I'm not that devious, you know. Have I ever made any secret of my feelings for you?
Sami: Don't you ever, ever bring it up in front of Lucas again.
E.J.: Look, Samantha, I want your hand in marriage, but not because it's being forced.
Sami: Oh, good. Then let's call it off.
E.J.: I want you to want me. I want you to want to be with me. I want you to want to share your bed with me.
Sami: What? Wait. Hold everything. Who said anything about sharing a bed?
Belle: Well, we need to look at a calendar and see holiday dates and all that stuff before we can set a wedding date. Besides, I want you to have some incentive to get better fast.
Shawn D.: Being back with you and Claire is incentive enough.
Belle: Well, I hope this whole episode doesn't affect your back and make you have to stay here longer.
Shawn D.: I wasn't planning on running the 50-yard dash. The nurse said I could stroll around a little bit, and the first person I run into is Lauren.
Belle: And you ran after her.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I followed her for Philip. I figured she might have his kid someplace nearby. It was either grab her or lose her.
Belle: You're pretty amazing, you know. I know that had to hurt.
Shawn D.: I was just running on adrenaline.
Belle: What's she even doing here anyway in Salem and in the hospital?
Shawn D.: I don't know. I just wish she hadn't run.
Belle: Hey, it's not your fault or Philip's. If she would have just given him his son back when he asked her to, none of this would have happened.
Shawn D.: I don't know. I called Philip. I couldn't hold him back when he saw her. I'm starting to feel like this is my fault she fell down those stairs.
Belle: Hey, you did what needed to be done. Things happen.
Shawn D.: I just hope she's gonna be all right.
Belle: She will be. She'll be fine. You reacted on instinct to help Philip find his son. That's a good thing.
Shawn D.: I wasn't really thinking about helping Philip. I was thinking about helping myself.
Belle: What do you mean?
Shawn D.: First thing I thought about when I saw Lauren was if Philip gets his kid back, then I get you back all to myself.
Philip: Yeah, Billie, I know. It's crazy she showed up here. Thank God Shawn was here and spotted her.
Billie: And she just took off?
Philip: When she saw me, she freaked, Billie.
Billie: Must have been a pretty bad fall.
Philip: Very bad fall.
Billie: Is she gonna be okay?
Philip: She's pretty banged up, has a serious head wound.
Billie: What about Tyler? Did she say anything about him?
Philip: He's alive. That's all I got, but I don't know where he is. Look, I got to find out what's happening. I'll call you later, okay?
Shawn D.: All right, go ahead and say it, Belle.
Belle: What are you talking about?
Shawn D.: Call me on my jealousy.
Belle: Well, there's clearly something you don't know about women and jealousy.
Shawn D.: That they hate it.
Belle: That they love it... in moderation.
Shawn D.: Not you. You hate it when I'm jealous of Philip.
Belle: I encouraged it.
Shawn D.: What?
Belle: Well, not on purpose. I've done a lot of stupid things without thinking about your feelings.
Shawn D.: Like what?
Belle: Like letting Philip buy me clothes and taking off with him around the country to help him find Lauren and his son. And I wasn't thinking how it was for you.
Shawn D.: Well, my motives for going to Tulsa weren't exactly pure, either. Not that I didn't miss you. 'Cause that much is true.
Belle: I really missed you, too.
Shawn D.: You could have fooled me.
Belle: I was just working off my guilt for keeping Philip away from Claire for so long. And I thought that if I could help him find his son that it might even things up a little bit.
Shawn D.: You could have told me this stuff, you know.
Belle: You were right all along, okay? I got too involved in Philip's life and that was very unfair to you.
Shawn D.: I could have handled things better.
Belle: I guess it's time to give myself a reality check, huh? You've been amazingly patient, more than I have had any right to expect.
Shawn D.: Not patient enough.
Belle: We are engaged to be married. I'm wearing your ring. And I love you so much. I can't wait to marry you, so I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you for not letting me wreck what we have.
Shawn D.: I got an idea. Why don't we split this guilt? I'll take half of it and then you take the other half.
Belle: Are you sure you want half, considering the hoops I've made you jump through?
Shawn D.: There isn't a hoop that is too high for me to jump through, as long as I end up with you.
Belle: Things are gonna be different from now on, I promise. Whatever happens with Tyler, he's Philip's family and I'm gonna concentrate on my own from now on.
[Monitors beeping rapidly]
Doctor: She's arresting. We need the crash cart, stat. ...On the monitor. Okay, I don't feel her heart beat.
E.J.: Samantha, I don't think you quite understand here --
Sami: I understand everything. Now you need to understand that this marriage will consist of separate beds, separate bedrooms, separate sides of the house.
E.J.: So we are buying a house together?
Sami: I am not living in that apartment with you, rubbing Lucas' face in this disaster of a marriage.
E.J.: No, of course not. I understand. Mm-hmm, okay. I'll buy a house. You know what we could also do? We could live with my dad.
Sami: I'm not raising these twins in Satan's playground.
E.J.: Look, Samantha, no matter what you think of Stefano, he's my father, okay? And he's also dying.
Sami: Yeah, not soon enough for me.
E.J.: That's cold. Look -- that man is responsible for bringing peace between our two families.
Sami: E.J., I'm not sharing a bed with you, no matter what you say or where we're living.
E.J.: All right, look -- I appreciate that this...puts you in a somewhat difficult situation.
Sami: Oh, do you? Really?
E.J.: But...if we are to end this vendetta, we have to agree to follow all the terms, and that means uniting Santo and Colleen's souls. We're not going to accomplish that by being roommates. I mean, do you really think we can?
Sami: All right, fine. Then we will let Stefano believe that we have consummated the marriage.
E.J.: We can't do that. If we're going to end this vendetta, we need to follow the spirit of Santo's terms, not just the letter.
Sami: Or what? Your grandfather's gonna come up from hell and push our beds together?
E.J.: Look, okay, we have an opportunity here to redeem their souls, to honor the love and the passion that they had for each other, to fulfill their destiny, to bring the whole thing full circle.
Sami: E.J., please. Don't try to turn this into some Irish 1950s version of "Romeo and Juliet." Santo's love destroyed Colleen.
E.J.: As Romeo's did Juliet.
Sami: Okay, just shut up. I'm not turning into Colleen. You got me?
E.J.: You wonít.
Sami: If I sleep with you. E.J., you are not trying to honor Santo and Colleen. This is just another trick to get me into bed. You know every trick in the book, don't you?
E.J.: I'm not that man anymore. I thought you knew that. And though I may try a little gentle persuasion, I'm not going to use any trickery.
Sami: Persuade all you like. Won't make a bit of difference.
E.J.: Look, Santo is the guiding force here, not me. Do you want to save your family? Do you want to end this cycle of grief that has plagued your family and mine for so many years? Then you have to become my wife, and that means being my wife in every sense of the word.
[Monitors beeping rapidly]
Doctor: Clear. Air.
Morgan: Let it go, fella. Call it a day.
Philip: Look, it's money you want, right? So, what will it take? 250? 300 grand? I'll write you a check. Just give me an address where I can find him.
Belle: Philip, come on.
Morgan: He's accused you of extortion, sweetheart. You take that money, I'm gonna have to arrest you.
Philip: Detective, you're not helping.
Lauren: What is this? Just because you got a few bucks in the bank, you think you're entitled? I wouldn't tell you where my son is if you put a gun to my head.
Philip: Damn it! Where is he?! Where is he?!
Doctor: 200 joules. Clear. [Beeping continues]
Philip: Come on! Come on!
Doctor: One gram of epi. Charge 360.
Philip: You can't let her die. She's the only one who knows where my son is.
Doctor: Clear. [Flatline] I'm sorry. She's not coming back. Time of death...
Shawn D.: You know, when I get sprung from this place, I want you, me, and Claire to go on a vacation.
Belle: Oh. Well, Thanksgiving break's coming up. What did you have in mind?
Shawn D.: You pick.
Belle: Well, if we had money, I've always wanted to go to one of those club-type resorts, you know? They have the programs to entertain the kids while Mom and Dad go and sip Mai Tais on the beach.
Shawn D.: Belle, I don't care if we have to pitch a tent in the park and feed the squirrels.
Belle: Yeah, well, maybe until we have money, that's what we should do.
Shawn D.: No, how about I pick and I'll surprise you? Ooh, wait a sec. I forgot. You hate surprises.
Belle: No, that's the kind of surprise a girl likes. Just you need to hurry up and get better...and surprise me.
Philip: She's gone.
Sami: This is a nightmare.
E.J.: Look, Samantha, I want you...to come to me with a full and loving heart...and of your own free will.
Sami: Do you really believe that you love me?
E.J.: Yes, I do.
Sami: Then go to Stefano and tell him to end the vendetta.
E.J.: Look, I made a promise, Samantha, to abide by my grandfather's terms...and that includes you.
Sami: You claim to love me. Then lie to him.
E.J.: That won't work. My father won't be fooled easily.
Sami: What's he gonna do, hide a video camera in our bedroom? Hide Dr. Rolf under the bed?
E.J.: No, of course he's not going to do that.
Sami: Damn you. I am sick of this conversation, and I am sick of you. I want you to get out. Right now, E.J. You claim to care about me? Then get out right now.
E.J.: Okay. All right.
Hope: Oh! Don't shoot. What? Sami, what is it? What's wrong? What is it? Sami.
Tony: Seems someone is having a bad day. You shouldn't be drinking alone, you know.
E.J.: Go away, Tony.
Tony: Why don't you give me one of the same, a little ice? So, why the long face, Elvis? I thought you won over the fair maiden.
E.J.: Yeah. She's leaving Lucas and marrying me if that's what you mean.
Tony: Hmm. And after you wed, what then? A honeymoon?
E.J.: I suppose.
Tony: Well, there's a nice island in the South Pacific I can recommend for its privacy. In fact, um, it's not on the charts. It has a little thatched hut. Only in your case, you'll probably need two -- one for you and one for the wife who detests you.
E.J.: Very funny. She'll love me in time, Tony.
Tony: Oh, is that what you believe or for what you did to her? Those shot glasses would say otherwise.
Belle: Hey, what happened?
Philip: Her heart stopped. They couldn't bring her back.
Belle: That's awful.
Shawn D.: I can't believe it.
Belle: So, we don't know where Tyler is or if he's even alive.
Philip: She said that Tyler was alive right before she died, but nothing about where he is.
Belle: So he is alive.
Philip: That's what she said.
Belle: Well, that's all that matters, Philip.
Philip: Where do we even begin looking for him?
Belle: Victor's gonna pull out all the stops to find his grandson.
Shawn D.: And I'll do whatever I can to help.
Philip: Thanks. And thanks for everything you did today. I mean, talk about going the extra mile. You really came through for me when the chips were down. I won't forget it.
Shawn D.: When I saw Lauren, I just knew how much it meant to you to find her and your son.
Philip: Yeah, but we've had our issues, man. I mean, you could have just let Lauren walk away and feel like I deserved it. You did a really generous thing when there wasn't anything in it for you. That means a lot, man.
Shawn D.: I just wish I could have done more, find out where Tyler is.
Belle: At least we know he's alive now.
Philip: Yeah, but that picture I have of Tyler is pretty much worthless. Remember how much Claire changed from week to week? Finding my son is gonna be next to impossible.
Billie: That's where you're wrong. Not only are we gonna find Tyler, we're gonna bring him home.
Sami: So, what are you doing here?
Hope: Well, I was checking on Shawn and Caroline. Shawn, actually. He still feels so guilty about Colleen's death.
Sami: She committed suicide. That is not his fault.
Hope: Yeah, well, he's still having a hard time believing that. I was just about to make him some tea. Would you like some?
Sami: Herbal tea?
Hope: You got it. You want to talk about it?
Sami: My, uh...my meltdown?
Hope: Yeah. Is it really all that bad?
Sami: Well, I have to divorce the man I love to marry a man that I hate.
Hope: Nobody expects or wants you to do that, Sami. Nobody.
Sami: Well, E.J. thinks --
Hope: Nobody who truly cares about you, honey.
Sami: I am doing this to protect my family -- you, Uncle Bo, and your kids and my kids. What if one more person dies and I know I could have done something to stop it? Can you believe that it's me? I used to be such a troublemaker and doing what I wanted when I wanted to do it and with whoever I wanted to do it with. I was such a selfish you know what.
Hope: Rhymes with "rich"?
Sami: [Chuckles] Yeah. That and here I am, willing to give up what I want most in the world for my family.
Hope: And you know why? Because, troublemaker or not, you never stopped loving and caring about your family, even when you were making our lives miserable.
Sami: People compare me to Colleen, and I guess I...knew it myself, but...she had a choice. And she chose love over family. But I can't do that. I have to choose my family over love. And I can't bear what it's doing to Lucas.
Hope: I can imagine.
Sami: I just hope one day he understands that I had to do it to protect him and our kids.
Hope: And what about you?
Sami: Well, I know what I'm getting myself into. I mean, poor Colleen -- she had no idea what kind of man santo really was, that he'd been lying to her all that time.
Hope: He definitely took advantage of her in the worst possible way.
Sami: And that's why she threw herself off that cliff. Because...because she couldn't live with it. She thought it was her own fault.
Hope: It's so unfair.
Sami: And she knew that decision would haunt her for the rest of her life.
Hope: And now you're about to marry E.J. Aren't you afraid that decision will haunt you for the rest of your life? Excuse me.
E.J.: You know, things began really well between Sami and me.
E.J.: Yeah, we really -- we really connected right off the bat. If old man Brady hadn't spilled the -- about grandfather's wife, none of this would have ever started.
Tony: Oh, but you know what they say -- better to have loved and lost...than never to have loved at all.
E.J.: Yeah, but therein lies the rub, you see, Tony. 'Cause she's never actually been mine to lose.
Tony: But I thought that was already in the works?
E.J.: Oh, yeah, we're getting married, but what good is a piece of paper? She doesn't really love me.
Tony: Well, she can grow to love you.
E.J.: [Chuckles] Yeah. Maybe. It's grandfather's fault. You know that, right? He started this stupid vendetta, turned father into the vengeful, unforgiving man we see before us today, and made me do things of which I am...deeply ashamed. Things that I don't think... Samantha will ever forget.
Tony: But we've all lost, the Bradys most of all.
E.J.: Then why is it the DiMera family's in ruins, eh, Tony? This has to stop. It has to stop.
Billie: All right, does anybody have any idea what Lauren was doing in the hospital?
Belle: Shawn and I were wondering the same thing.
Shawn D.: She was running around the country, hiding from Philip, and suddenly she comes back to his hometown?
Billie: Nothing that Lauren did made sense. Bonnie paid her off to carry Philip's baby to term.
Philip: Yeah, then she agreed to sign that paper to terminate the pregnancy.
Billie: Which is a little thing called fraud. That's a felony that could have landed her in prison.
Shawn D.: Then she went after Philip for money.
Billie: He wanted the baby. She didnít. All Philip had to do was pony up more cash.
Philip: But when I agreed, she took off with my son.
Belle: Maybe she just fell in love with the little guy. I mean, babies are pretty irresistible.
Shawn D.: If that were true, then why didn't she have Tyler with her?
Billie: What, she left him with somebody she trusted until Philip gave up looking for him?
Philip: So he could be anywhere.
Billie: Maybe not.
Sami: Marrying E.J. is gonna ruin my relationship with Lucas. It could ruin my entire life.
Hope: Doesn't that scare you?
Sami: I don't have a choice.
Hope: Can I ask you something without you getting angry?
Sami: That sounds ominous.
Hope: Is something else going on? Any other reason why you've decided to go ahead with this marriage?
Sami: Look, Aunt Hope, I don't have feelings for E.J., and I'm really sick of people asking me about it.
Hope: Why do I feel that I just struck a nerve?
Sami: You didnít. But...
Hope: But what?
Sami: But I look like Colleen, and he looks exactly like Santo. What if it is more than just chance? What if it is...fate? Tell me that I am doing the right thing.
Hope: I canít. If I were in your position... would I make the same decision?
Sami: Would you?
Hope: I don't know. See, the truth is, Sami, is that I don't think anyone can know what they'd do without actually having to make that choice.
Sami: Well, then, how am I supposed to know that I did the right thing?
Hope: I don't know. You need to look inside of your heart.
Sami: You better get that tea up to Grandpa before it gets cold.
Hope: You okay?
Sami: Yeah. Thank you.
Hope: Always. You know that.
Sami: You got it? I told you to go.
E.J.: I'll lie to my father.
E.J.: I'll respect your wishes and your feelings for Lucas. If you want a separate bedroom, if you want your privacy, whatever it takes to make this whole situation more tolerable for you, you got it. I'll tell Stefano...that we're sharing a bed together. He'll never be any the wiser.
Sami: And what do you expect in return?
Philip: All we know is Tyler's alive.
Billie: We know more than that. What are the two mysteries that need solving?
Belle: Where Lauren kept Tyler.
Shawn D.: And what she's doing back here in Salem.
Billie: Add those two questions up and what have you got?
Philip: Tyler's been here in Salem all along.
Sami: How come 10 minutes ago you were insisting that we be man and wife in every sense of the word?
E.J.: Because you're making a huge sacrifice for your family. And I would like to make it as easy for you as possible.
Sami: So what's the catch?
E.J.: There's no catch. No terms. No conditions.
E.J.: Because I love you. And I'd like the opportunity to prove that to you.
Max: Oh, you're gonna convince a bunch of frat guys to turn off the game and sell their bodies for a chick charity they don't even know about.
Lucas: So, when I found E.J. in your lap, that was within the boundaries?
Sami: I thought he was dying.
Stefano: I have something that I think will be of very much interest to you.
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