Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 11/5/07 - Canada; Tuesday 11/6/07 - U.S.A.
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Stephanie: Hey, hey. I've been waiting.
Stephanie: Uh, what would you like?
Max: Virgin sex on the beach.
Stephanie: You listen to me, okay? We've been up since 7:00 a.m. working on "Save the Earth" projects, and the last thing I need right now --
Max: Okay, okay, okay. Hey, how you doing? Okay, so, we got orange juice, cranberry juice, peach nectar, a splash of grenadine. Virgin sex on the beach on the house. Thanks. Anytime you want my help...
Nick: That came by messenger. That's the ambassador's personal seal.
Chelsea: The ambassador? Wow. "In honor of Nicholas Fallon..." a ball in your honor?
Nick: Artemis and DeMarquette's dad must be an important guy.
Chelsea: Yeah, I would say if this is how he thanks you for watching his kids. You could get a medal.
Nick: Do you want to come with me, Chelse?
Chelsea: Gee, go with you to an embassy ball in your honor? Do I have to give you an answer right now?
Nick: Depends on the answer.
Chelsea: Okay. Well, here it is.
Jett: [Clears throat] Sorry, guys.
Chelsea: Jett, hi. Um...something wrong?
Jett: You could say that. We got a problem with Ford Decker.
Nick: What kind of problem?
Jett: He may end up getting away with rape.
Sami: I wish I could have seen the look on E.J.'s face when he showed up at Steve and Kayla's with that court order.
Lucas: Yeah, well, everything's happening just like I thought. We get a divorce and E.J. pushes even harder.
Sami: Lucas, we are holding our beautiful children in our arms. Let's just enjoy that for right now.
Belle: Shawn, donít.
Shawn D.: I tried to just let it go, let Philip play dirty, not get goaded into going after him, but it's obvious he's not gonna stop unless I stop him myself.
Belle: Philip didn't write that letter. I did.
Shawn D.: What are you talking about?
Belle: I wrote the letter.
Shawn D.: You did? Why?
Belle: Because I didn't like the idea of you becoming a cop, okay? I just lost my dad, and the thought of losing you, I -- I just couldn't take that chance.
Bo: Belle slept with Philip? Oh, I don't believe this.
Hope: You mean you don't want to believe it. Neither did I.
Bo: How long have you known?
Hope: Not very long.
Bo: Hope, how long?
Hope: Maybe barely 24 hours, maybe a little bit longer. Brady, wait.
Bo: I told Shawn not to go after Philip, even if he did write that damn letter. And now you tell me this? Hell, I'll go after him myself. Listen to me -- Shawn was right. Philip's doing everything he can to make him look pathetic. He's got to know about this.
Hope: And then what? What's gonna happen, huh? Shawn nearly took his head off when he found out that Philip was alone with her. How do you think he's gonna react when he finds out he slept with her?
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
Bo: We're not gonna keep this a secret, Fancy Face.
Hope: Brady, there is so much at stake here.
Bo: Damn right there is. How did you find out?
Hope: If you had walked into that bedroom with me, trust me, you would have known, too.
Hope: Belle was in her bathrobe. She was on the floor picking up pieces of a broken vase. The sheets were ripped off the -- she looked guilty as hell.
Bo: Wow, this just gets better...and better. You're telling me this happened in their room above the pub? [Chuckles] And she admitted it.
Hope: She denied it at first.
Bo: What is the mat-- does she think she can get away with this?
Hope: She said she wasn't thinking straight because of John's death.
Bo: Nice, Belle. She's blaming it on her dad's death.
Hope: I said the same exact thing, but it is...possible, isn't it, that maybe she wasn't thinking straight?
Bo: "Wasn't thinking st--" she wasn't thinking at all. What I'm wondering, why didn't you tell Shawn?
Hope: Because I was trying to protect our son and salvage a relationship that means the world to him.
Bo: Too bad it doesn't carry the same weight with her. He's got to know.
Hope: No. Please just wait, because there is so much at stake. Think about it. Before you go charging --
Bo: There is nothing to think about. There's only one right thing to do.
Hope: The fight...that happened at the pub between Shawn and Philip -- think about it. Shawn's gonna throw a lot more than punches if he finds out about this.
Bo: Okay, all right. You're right. And that would kill his chances at the academy.
Hope: If he doesn't get arrested by his father for assault first.
Bo: Okay. If he thinks he lost Belle... he'll see red. He won't care. Damn it. I just -- it's hard to believe that she'd betray him like this.
Hope: You see why we can't say anything?
Bo: That's the thing, Fancy Face. That's exactly what we have to do -- tell him.
Belle: The thought of you going out every day and putting on a gun and a uniform, and I'm just supposed to wait to get that call that you've been shot or killed?
Shawn D.: So you killed my career behind my back?
Belle: I didn't want to lose you. I just buried my father. I was a mess, and I wrote it in a panic. And I regretted it as soon as I mailed it, and I just -- I wish that they would ignore it.
Shawn D.: Belle, you were the one person in this world that I'm supposed to be able to trust. You're supposed to be on my side.
Belle: I didn't want you to die.
Shawn D.: And I don't want to lose you. That's why I applied in the first place. Philip isn't the one who's supposed to be out there buying you clothes and putting a roof over our head. Belle, you're not going to lose me.
Belle: Tell that to my mom.
Shawn D.: If you didn't agree, then why didn't you just come to me?
Belle: 'Cause I was afraid to.
Shawn D.: Afraid of what?
Belle: Afraid that you would hate me, and I was right. You do.
Chelsea: Ford Decker's dad bailed him out.
Nick: But you had to figure he would make bail. His family is loaded.
Jett: It gets worse. His father's the top lawyer with major connections.
Nick: Right, so when is the D.A. gonna drop the charges?
Chelsea: She canít.
Jett: She can. It's probably happening right now.
Chelsea: That's not fair.
Nick: So much for blind justice.
Jett: There's gonna be a lot of pressure on the dean of the disciplinary board. Cordy had better be ready.
Chelsea: For what?
Jett: To defend herself after she goes on record of accusing Decker of raping her.
Chelsea: He did rape her.
Nick: You don't think they'll believe her?
Jett: They may not take her word for it. Bet he's talking to her right now, 'cause she's afraid Cordy might freeze.
Chelsea: Well, what about Morgan? He drugged her and tried to rape her, too.
Jett: Yeah, but no provable crime was committed. I mean, we know he drugged her, but it was at a party. Anyone could have slipped something into her drink.
Chelsea: If Max hadn't gotten there in time, he would have raped her.
Jett: Yeah, but Decker insists everything was consensual. And Morgan can't prove otherwise, so Cordy's the key.
Chelsea: So, what, if Cordy's a mess, then Ford just walks off scot-free?
Jett: Her testimony's all we've got.
Max: Who would have thought you'd have time to read?
Stephanie: How do you ever remember everything that goes into these drinks?
Max: Well, put me behind a steering wheel or a good bar, and you better stand back, okay? 'Cause you might get burned by my brilliance. Oh, you got some brilliance going on.
Stephanie: Ha ha.
Max: Okay. Well, bartenders gorgeous and brilliant. I think we make a good team.
Stephanie: Being gorgeous is only one of my talents, Max. I've got one or two tricks up my sleeve even you can't touch.
Max: Oh, really? Well, show me.
Stephanie: Mm-hmm. All in the tongue. Want to try?
Max: Well, what do I get if I pull it off?
Stephanie: Hmm...let's see.
Max: Morgan, hey. [Grunts] Bar's all yours, gorgeous.
Stephanie: Thanks...a lot.
Sami: Can I ask you to do me a favor?
Lucas: Name it.
Sami: Can we, um, please not talk about the DiMeras and what they're making us do for once? Just live in the moment.
Lucas: Because that's all we have is the moment.
Sami: We have been over this and over it and over it. I have to marry E.J. to end this vendetta so that we have a future, so that our children have a future.
Lucas: And I'm just supposed to what, just sit by, watch you walk out the door, watch you become Mrs. E.J. Wells? I don't know, Sami. That doesn't sound like a great future to me. You know what that sounds like?
Sami: Lucas. Lucas.
Lucas: I don't know how to let you go, okay? I can't. I don't know how to do it.
Max: I've been calling you. What's going on?
Morgan: I didn't really want to talk. I guess I'm just feeling kind of embarrassed.
Morgan: How stupid could I be, Max? Driving Ford home, helping him up to his room?
Max: Yeah, but you thought he was drunk. So did I. So did everybody else.
Morgan: Yeah, but you warned me. I should have listened. So, that's why I'm here right now. Give you a chance to say I told you so.
Chelsea: So, what, my mom's afraid that if Cordy falls apart, she's gonna mess up her first big case as head of security?
Jett: She's afraid for her and all the other women on campus. Ford's not gonna stop on his own. Cordy wasn't his first, and she won't be his last unless we stop him.
Chelsea: Okay. So what we have to do is make sure that Cordy shows up for that meeting and tells everybody what happened.
Nick: We'll make her understand, as hard as it is, it's the right thing to do.
Jett: Speaking of which, Nick, you really did right by those kids Artemis and Demarquette. I was impressed.
Nick: Thank you.
Jett: Well, see you guys both at that meeting.
Nick: See ya.
Chelsea: I'm impressed, too. But more every day.
Nick: Well, it's about time with all I've got to offer -- the looks, the bod.
Chelsea: You're right.
Nick: And the girl.
Chelsea: Oh. You have the girl, do you?
Nick: Got a shot, don't I?
Chelsea: You would if you'd shut up and kiss me.
Shawn D.: Belle, I couldn't hate you. Not ever. I know how rough things have been since your dad died, but you could have told me that --
Belle: How was I supposed to do that when you were so happy? I just -- I thought about losing you, too, Shawn, and I --
Shawn D.: I'm right here. There's nothing that you could do that I couldn't forgive. Nothing.
Belle: Shawn, I'm sorry.
Hope: Hang up, Brady. We're not through.
Bo: Great. There's more?
Hope: Just think about it.
Bo: There's nothing to think about. Shawn loves Belle. He has risked his life for her and Claire. And this is the thanks he gets? She jumps in the sack with Philip?
Hope: It'll never happen again.
Bo: How do you know that? She could be crossing the line twice a day for all we know.
Hope: I don't believe that, and neither do you.
Bo: I didn't believe that she would cheat on our son. There goes that belief.
Hope: There's no excuse for what she did. I worry he'll be lost without her.
Bo: Here's the thing, Fancy Face -- I told Shawn not to go after Philip. I was wrong.
Hope: No, you weren't.
Bo: I got to tell him.
Hope: And if you do and it destroys his life, then what?
Bo: So, what, you want us to wait for him to find this out? Which he will, because Philip is out to destroy him. He'll make sure Shawn gets this information. I think it's better if he finds out from us. No Kiriakis is gonna get away with this.
Hope: Kiriakis? Is that what you just said -- Kiriakis?
Hope: Who's that really about, all of this? Is it about Shawn, or is it really about you?
Shawn D.: I love you. And that's all that -- what is it?
Belle: What? What's what? I don't know what you're talking about.
Shawn D.: Yeah, you do. You were just thinking of something. Come on, no more secrets.
Belle: I just feel bad.
Shawn D.: Well, don't. What's done is done, and I... I understand why you did what you did. But now you need to understand something. Just like you going to nursing school, I need to do this in my life for me and Claire and you.
Belle: I know. You're right. Okay, we all make mistakes. And we can put them behind us and move on, and if being a cop is what you want, then I'm with you if you want me to be.
Shawn D.: If I want you to be? You know something? I think I know what was in your eyes back there. I proposed to you a couple of months ago, and then you proposed to me. We haven't taken the next step. That's my mistake, so what do you think? I say we make it official. Don't you?
Max: Do I look like the "I told you so" type of guy?
Morgan: I'm not feeling like a very good judge of character right now.
Max: Hey, it sounds like you're blaming yourself.
Morgan: For what Ford tried to do to me, no way. For not being smarter, yeah.
Max: So what's being smarter? I mean, getting your mace out at the ready every time you meet a guy, any guy? You can't live like that.
Morgan: No, and I'm not, but...I should have listened to what everybody was saying. I saw the way Ford was around the house, and I heard stuff on campus. But, no, he's Ford Decker, you know, the well-connected and handsome, rich guy.
Max: Oh, yeah, well, that makes him a good guy, right?
Morgan: Wrong. I learned my lesson.
Max: I'm just glad you didn't get hurt, Morgan.
Morgan: Thanks to you.
Max: I had help.
Morgan: You know what's incredible? People are actually believing Ford. They're saying Cordy led him on, and don't even get me started on what they're saying about me.
Max: Yeah, like you drugged yourself. That's believable.
Morgan: Yeah, and people wonder why women are so afraid to come forward and report a rape.
Max: It's like that same old story. It's blame the victim. Cordy's gonna need all the help she can get from all the people who know her.
Morgan: Yeah, well, she's an Alpha Chi Theta. If that man comes anywhere near her or does anything to make her more miserable, he'll find out how strong our sisterhood really is.
Max: Uh...I got to get back to work. I'll talk to you later?
Morgan: Wait, Max? Before you go...
Max: What was that for?
Morgan: Being a man. A real man.
Stephanie: My first fuzzy navels. There you go. Let me know if anything's wrong with them. Thank you.
Ford: Hey, baby. So, who do I have to kiss around here to get a beer, huh? A roomful of Alpha Chi Thetas all partying? I'm up for it if that's the case. So, give me...a draft. Hello?! Can you hear me?!
Nick: What's going on?
Chelsea: I'm not sure.
Ford: Hello?! Can you hear me?!
Chelsea: Yeah, I am.
Ford: Can't take your eyes off me, huh? Well, if you'd interrupt your fantasy and serve me a beer --
Stephanie: We don't serve pigs.
Ford: What did you say to me?
Stephanie: We don't serve pigs!
Guy: Attagirl. Alpha chi theta. Yeah, Alpha Chi.
Nick: I hope she knows what she's doing.
Chelsea: She knows.
Nick: Well, does she know what he might do next?
Stephanie: Get back to your pen, porky.
Ford: Not until you serve me like the wage slave you are.
Max: Decker, just in time. My break's over.
Ford: Good. You serve me.
Max: That's funny. That's real funny. How about I serve you in a bowl next to the pretzels, huh? You want to fight? Do you want to fight, or do you want to serve me a rufie first? Huh? Huh?
Ford: Touch me again.
Max: Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do? Are you gonna call your little daddy the lawyer? Start dialing out on the street. How you get out there, of course, is up to you. 'Cause you can either walk through that door or I can throw you through it. What's it gonna be?
Sami: Lucas, this isn't about you losing me. This is about making sure that we're together forever, and to do that, we're gonna have to let E.J. be a part of our lives. We just want to make sure it's a small part, okay? [Knock on door] Ugh, come in. Door's open.
E.J.: Look, Samantha, I've selected three possible destinations for our honeymoon. I think any one of which will give us a lifetime's worth of memories.
E.J.: Look, I realize this is inappropriate, and [Clears throat] I give you my word, it's not going to happen again.
Sami: E.J., get it through your head. I'm not going away with you. I have two newborns in the next room.
E.J.: I understand that. Look, I've been in touch with a nanny service, okay? I found an excellent one, and the lady can come with us as we travel.
Sami: You have lost your mind.
Lucas: Wait, wait, wait. You know, don't be too hasty, Sami.
Lucas: Well, you might as well get a nice trip out of it. Take these DiMeras for all their worth, right? Plus, E.J.'s being pretty thoughtful.
E.J.: Thank you, Lucas. I'm glad somebody's trying to make the best out of a bad situation.
Lucas: Yeah, well, I don't have much choice, do I? What do you got there?
E.J.: Well, I, um, had thought we could go to Toscana in Tuscany, but then I thought about how much time we're gonna be spending there, with my father moving home, and I initially thought we could go to the Amalfi Coast. I know this beautiful little hotel. You'll absolutely love it. Let me see if I can -- here we go.
Lucas: Let's have a look-see. Ooh, that is pretty. Look at that water, honey. Although Sami here has very fair skin. I think that sun would be kind of harsh on her, and the twins, well, they can't be exposed to any kind of sun, so I think that's what we'll do with that. What else you got?
Ford: Oh-ho! Blue-collar barking. Too bad for you I don't take orders from grease-monkey grunts with a bar rag.
Max: That's it.
Nick: Hey, hey, Max! Max, he's baiting you. You hit him, his dad drags you to court for assault. One punch, right? That's all it takes to get some sympathy from the judge.
Ford: Be a coward, Max.
Max: I just don't care.
Jett: Yeah, but I do, Max.
Max: Come on!
Jett: This rich boy's a punk with a big mouth. His time is coming. Chelsea, call 911.
Ford: Don't bother on my account. I'm leaving. Got a big day tomorrow. Don't want to be late for that disciplinary board. Don't worry, though. I'll be back to celebrate real soon. I'm not going anywhere, people, especially not to jail.
Bo: I'm not gonna sit back and let Victor's son make a fool out of Shawn. No way. And this has got nothing to do with my connection to that family. I'm protecting my own -- pure and simple.
Hope: At all costs?
Bo: That's for Shawn to decide.
Hope: You know, I was gonna go to Shawn and I was gonna tell him everything, and then I realized what it would do to our son, and that was before I knew that he had been turned away by the academy. This will destroy him.
Bo: No, he's tougher than that.
Hope: Right now, I'm not so sure. People make mistakes, Brady. It's what part of growing up is all about. Didn't you make mistakes? Don't you remember making all those mistakes when you were younger?
Bo: Yes, yes, yes. As if it was yesterday.
Hope: We have come so close to losing each other so many times. And you and I -- well, mainly you -- have made a lot of mistakes along the way.
Bo: In other words...
Hope: In other words...
Bo: Keep my mouth shut. This is not gonna be easy. And...I'm not gonna be able to look at Belle in the same way.
Belle: You want to get married now?
Shawn D.: Why not? You don't plan on changing your mind, do you?
Belle: No. It's just --
Shawn D.: It's just what?
Belle: Well, we're in debt, and I just started nursing school, and weddings cost money. Not to mention that my father just died, and we live over a pub.
Shawn D.: Living here isn't great, I know. But it's the right price. And I'm gonna find work soon.
Belle: You know what? I'll look for a part-time job in between classes. Maybe even something nursing related.
Shawn D.: Well, whatever it is, we're gonna make it work. And a great wedding isn't about money. Our families can cook. We can download some music, and Max and Chelsea can play deejay, and Claire, she'll do whatever. I hear she works pretty cheap.
Belle: We can put her to work in the kitchen with Caroline.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I can see her right now walking down the aisle, scattering those little rose petals. Everybody we love will be watching.
Belle: Not everybody.
Shawn D.: Your dad will be watching. He'll be there, Belle.
Belle: I know. I'm just not sure.
Shawn D.: Not sure about us?
Belle: No, I'm not sure if the time's right.
Shawn D.: Okay. If you don't want to marry me now, then I'm not gonna push you. It's no big deal.
Belle: "No big deal"?
Shawn D.: Well, if something about the idea isn't working and you're having second thoughts --
Belle: No, Shawn, I want to marry you.
Shawn D.: Only not now. And I'm okay with that. I'll wait. Feel better?
Shawn D.: I'll wait till Thanksgiving.
Shawn D.: Come on, we danced around this long enough. I can't think of anything I'd be more thankful for. Everyone's in town for the holidays. It's the best time of year for a honeymoon, right after the turkey-day crunch. Nobody's gonna be traveling till Christmas.
Belle: We can't afFord a real honeymoon. Besides, I've had enough tropical islands for one year.
Shawn D.: Okay, fine. We're gonna honeymoon right here in Salem in the backseat of the car of your choice.
Shawn D.: I'll do anything you want. Just say yes. Come on, make me happy. Make Claire happy. For God sakes, make our moms happy. So marry me...for real.
Hope: All right, I'll keep your secret.
Belle: Thank you.
Hope: Don't thank me yet. There's one condition -- you cut Philip out of your life, completely.
Sami: So, what's the third destination?
E.J.: Well, one can hardly go wrong with the most romantic city in the world when one's planning a honeymoon.
E.J.: No. Paris. But I suppose you wouldn't want to spend any time with those smelly Parisians, would we, so we should forget about that, eh?
Sami: I'm sorry you feel that way, actually. I would love to go to Paris some day.
Lucas: Me too.
Sami: Thank you for stopping by.
Lucas: Yeah. You really should do it more often.
E.J.: Well, I had thought that we might be able to do this pleasantly, but evidently not. So let's get down to business, shall we? Bring me my son, Samantha. Now.
Max: Hey, Steph, you all right?
Stephanie: [Sighs] For a second I looked up and saw Ford...I went blank. I didn't know what to say or... what to do.
Max: What you said was perfect in my book.
Stephanie: I don't know where that came from.
Max: I was proud of you. Listen, why don't you take the rest of the night off? I'll cover for you, all right?
Stephanie: The last thing I need is for Adrienne to think I can't handle a guy who's had a few.
Max: I can handle Adrienne. Just go, get out of here.
Max: No problem. You earned it.
Stephanie: Thank you so much for everything, though.
Chelsea: Ford definitely sucked the life out of this party, huh?
Morgan: Yeah. I should have done something, you know? I just -- I saw him and it was just like something inside of me -- I -- does that sound weird?
Chelsea: No. No. You know what? Why don't you just sit down and relax and I'll see if I can get things started again, okay?
Chelsea: [Clears throat] Excuse me, everybody. Hi, um, we're here to celebrate, so I think we should start doing that. Um, there's some bags over here. They're 100% recycled, filled with all of your favorite environmentally safe products, like soap and shampoo. But you can't take one unless you're having a good time. [Cheers and applause] It's just our way of saying thank you for all the hard work you've done cleaning out the lake and planting all the trees and all that other stuff. Oh, and, um, good news. We finally got all the houses on campus to sign that pledge, including all the sororities and fraternities, so we're gonna bring consumption of energy down by 10% next semester, so give yourselves a hand. We did it.
Shawn D.: What's the problem? Don't tell me you have other plans for Thanksgiving.
Belle: Shawn, it's just too soon...for my mom. I want her smiling at our wedding. Besides, I don't think your parents are gonna want you to marry me when they find out that I wrote that letter.
Shawn D.: Well, they're not the ones asking. And if you're worried, then I won't tell them. I have another shot at the academy in January. And hey, if I'm married, it's gonna make me look more stable. And if you have any more objections, I'm gonna talk you out of them. So, come on, Belle. This is our moment. This is our ever after -- you and me and Claire and the rest of our lives. So marry me.
E.J.: I'm not going to ask again.
Sami: The twins are asleep, E.J.
E.J.: After the saga that you guys put on last night with that quarantine, I had my lawyers prepare something to end all this nonsense. You may want to take a look at it.
Lucas: Ah, a court order. Let's see which judges you threatened this time or paid off or maybe even both.
E.J.: Just get me my son.
Lucas: Baby's not going anywhere with you.
E.J.: Not according to that court order. Samantha, you're welcome to come as well, naturally.
Sami: You're not taking my baby.
E.J.: Our baby, thank you.
Lucas: E.J., I think it's time you leave.
Sami: E.J., have some common sense, all right? They're okay. They're happy. They're asleep. Let it go. You live three steps away.
E.J.: So will you soon, along with my son.
Sami: Okay, all right. I'm just trying to find a way to make everyone as happy as possible. And right now that just means getting past the last 24 hours. You got what you wanted.
E.J.: And you got what you wanted, too, didn't you? I mean, look, your family is safe. This vendetta is over. No other lives have been lost.
Sami: Except ours. Look, I just want to find a way to make sure that the twins aren't traumatized by this, and that means we can't rush it.
E.J.: Samantha, they're infants, okay? They don't care which apartment they're in.
Hope: It says mommy's name. Ooh, it's daddy. Here he comes. Quick, don't say anything else.
Bo: Oh, is your mommy telling you stories about me?
Hope: Oh, yes, and she was in shock when she heard all of the bad things you did growing up.
Bo: Oh, yeah? Did she also tell you she couldn't keep her hands off me, huh?
Hope: You know, it's true. I still can't. He's irresistible.
Bo: Know what, little girl? I can't decide who is more beautiful every day -- you or your mommy.
Hope: Ooh. Speaking of decisions, how was your shower?
Bo: [Sighs] It's gonna be tough getting over this. [Telephone rings]
Hope: You know what? Hold that thought and hold our beautiful Ciara. Just a second. Hello? Hey, sweetheart. What? Actually, we were just -- okay. We'll come over right away. Okay, bye.
Bo: What's going on?
Hope: Uh, that was Shawn. And he wants us to come over to the pub right away. He has news.
Bo: What kind of news?
Hope: The kind of news he doesn't want to tell us over the phone.
[Knock on door]
Shawn D.: Coming. I love you.
Belle: I --
Shawn D.: Come on in.
Hope: Hey, sweetheart. Hi, Belle.
Shawn D.: Have a seat.
Hope: A seat? So, how long are you going to keep us in suspense?
Bo: Is there some kind of problem?
Shawn D.: No problem. Everything's great. Guess who's getting married. Thanksgiving day. Yeah, I know. It's taken long enough, but it's finally happening and we wanted to see both your faces. Mom, Dad?
E.J.: Well, you have so much on your plate, darling. I thought the least I could do would be to arrange the wedding.
Sami: This is too fast.
Lucas: Give her a break. Let her catch her breath.
Sami: Look, I just lost my stepfather, and then I gave birth to twins, and the next thing I know, I'm hopping on a plane going away from my babies to divorce the man that I love.
E.J.: It's all your choice, wasn't it, though?
Sami: I'm just asking for a little bit of time to adjust.
E.J.: Well, you know how difficult scheduling a wedding can be, you know. When I found out somebody cancelled at the church, I obviously jumped at the opportunity.
E.J.: Well, this may come as a little bit of a shock, but, um, you and I will be...man and wife tomorrow night. [Country music plays]
Belle: I'll make him happier than anybody else ever could.
Hope: Which is exactly why we've decided not to tell him.
Belle: Bo knows?
Shawn D.: Why don't you just come out and tell me what's on your mind?
Philip: Belle isn't Shawn's wife, and I intend to make sure she never will be.
Stefano: If I wanted somebody dead, they would be.
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