Days Transcript Thursday 11/8/07

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Bo: You remember your alphabet?

Shawn D.: Yeah. It's all coming back to me.

Bo: So, what's up?

Shawn D.: Got a bunch of messages here for Deputy Commissioner Brady.

Bo: What happened to "Uncle Roman"?

Shawn D.: Not on the job, sir.

Bo: [Chuckles] A little respect. I think I could get used to that. Your Uncle Roman is, um, taking a personal day.

Shawn D.: He's not going to the wedding?

Bo: I'd fear for Junior's life if he did.

Shawn D.: You know, Sami's done some pretty crazy things, but marrying that sleazebag -- that's unbelievable.

Bo: Yeah. Well, the whole family's with you there, but we can't convince her to change her mind. These messages can wait. So, how was your first night at the cop shop?

Shawn D.: It was interesting.

Bo: "Interesting"? What is this, high school? I got to pry it out of you? Is that all I get?

Shawn D.: What do you want? The details?

Bo: Yeah. Details. Sit down.

Shawn D.: Well, obviously, I got a lot of filing to do.

Bo: That will not change. Paperwork never stops.

Shawn D.: A DUI was booked while singing "I've got to be me."

Bo: Oh, yeah? Any good?

Shawn D.: Terrible. Totally off-key. There's some hookers that are in their usual cell.

Bo: I bet you heard language you thought you'd never hear out of a woman's mouth.

Shawn D.: From a couple of them, yeah. There were a couple of younger ones that just seemed kind of sad and afraid.

Bo: Yeah. Sometimes this job can get you down, when you see what people can do to themselves and to others.

Shawn D.: And there was a pillhead who tried to rob a pharmacy with a comb.

Bo: [Laughs] They'll try anything, but I'd rather come up against a comb than a loaded gun any day.

Shawn D.: So we've had quite the night, right?

Bo: What, are you kidding me? You better brace yourself for the weekend.

Shawn D.: Bring it on. It's all part of the job.

Bo: That's a good attitude. Just remember -- you won't always be at the bottom of the food chain.

Shawn D.: Hey, this is the best training a guy can get for the academy.

Bo: Yeah, and while you're still a grub, fill 'er up. Black. Two sugars. Come on.

Shawn D.: Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

Roman: Wait a minute. You want my gun?

Bo: You taught me well. When people's emotions are running high, sometimes they lose their heads.

Roman: All right. Okay, little brother... if it will make you feel better. Knock yourself out.

Bo: Thanks.

Belle: How you doing there, Claire Bear? Huh? Did you draw that? That is so good.

[Cellphone rings] It's daddy.

Claire: Dad!

Belle: Hi. Is everything okay?

Shawn D.: Yeah. It's great. All these years my mom and dad being on the force -- it kind of feels like I'm coming home.

Belle: I'm happy for you.

Shawn D.: Honey, relax. I'm not mad about the letter. I told you. I know my becoming a cop scares you.

Belle: Losing you scares me.

Shawn D.: Losing your dad had nothing to do with the cops. They were the ones who nabbed the guy who did it.

Belle: Not the one who hired him.

Shawn D.: That's why I got to do this -- for your dad and for everyone else who's been a victim of a crime.

Belle: Shawn, you've always been my hero, okay? Whatever comes up on that job, we'll get through it together.

Shawn D.: I love you, Belle.

Belle: I love you, too, and there's someone else here who loves you. Want to say hi to daddy? Say hi to daddy.

Claire: Hi, Daddy!

Shawn D.: Hey, Claire Bear. I miss you.

Belle: Can you hear him?

Claire: Hi, Daddy!

Shawn D.: Claire? Belle? You there? Belle? You there?

[Organ plays "here comes the bride"]

E.J.: [Exhales deeply] See? Hey, you okay? You sure?

Fr. Kelly: Welcome. We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Samantha Brady and Elvis DiMera. The bond and covenant of marriage was established by God in creation, and our Lord Jesus Christ adorned this manner of life by his presence and first miracle at a wedding in Cana at Galilee.

Belle: Hi. It's Belle. Please leave a message.

Shawn D.: Hey, it's me. I guess we lost each other. Call me when you get this.

Bo: Thanks, man. What, are they rationing sugar?

Shawn D.: Oh, sorry about that.

Bo: You will soon learn that the coffee around here needs all the help it can get. What's wrong?

Shawn D.: Nothing. I was just talking to Belle, and I lost the connection. I couldn't get it back.

Bo: Ah, cellphones.

Shawn D.: Yeah. I hope nothing's wrong.

Bo: What could be wrong? You guys have set a date. It should be smooth sailing from here on out.

Shawn D.: It should be.

Bo: Did you confront Philip about that letter he wrote to the commander?

Shawn D.: No. I just decided not to do it.

Bo: Why? What changed your mind?

Belle: Come on, Claire. Let's go finish your coloring. Yay!

Claire: Yay!

Belle: Yay!

Philip: She still calls me daddy.

Belle: She was on the phone with Shawn when you came in. She got confused.

Claire: Hi, Daddy!

Philip: I don't think so.

Belle: Oh, gosh. Shawn? [Sighs] He's gone.

Philip: I collected Claire's toys from the house.

Belle: Thank you. I'm sure she's missed those.

Philip: That's not the only thing.

Belle: Um, Philip, I thought we decided that it was best for Claire to see less of you.

Philip: You decided.

Belle: You know the reasons.

Philip: It's a little unfair to make Claire pay for what happened between us.

Belle: She'll get over it.

Philip: Will you?

Belle: Thank you for bringing the toys over.

Philip: Happy to do it. Even titan industries can spare me a night or two here and there.

Belle: Okay. Well, I have to study for a test.

Philip: In other words, "Philip, get lost."

Belle: It's half of my midterm grade.

Philip: I hope you ace it, then. Let's be clear on something. When Claire grows up, wonders why I wasn't invited to the birthdays, why Christmas was just a gift from Uncle Philip, I won't take the hint. I'll tell her the truth.

Fr. Kelly: Do you, Elvis, take Samantha to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?

E.J.: I do.

Fr. Kelly: Bless, o Lord, this ring to be a sign of the vows by which this man and this woman have bound themselves to each other.

E.J.: [Inhales, exhales deeply] With this ring... I thee wed.

Fr. Kelly: And, Samantha, do you take Elvis to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?

Sami: [Inhales, exhales raggedly]

E.J.: Just say "I do." When this is over, the vendetta will be over. Your family will be safe.

Sami: I do.

Fr. Kelly: Bless, o Lord, this ring to be a sign of the vows by which this man and this woman have bound themselves to each other.

Sami: With this ring... I thee wed.

Fr. Kelly: I now pronounce you husband and wife. Those whom God hath joined together, let no one put asunder. You may kiss the bride.

Sami: Wait a second. What do you think you're doing?

E.J.: It's customary to -- [Gunshots]

Sami: Somebody, help me! Help me!

Stefano: Elvis! Don't just stand there! Call 911!

Fr. Kelly: Yes. Yes. Right away.

E.J.: I'm so s-- I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Stefano: Elvis, hold on. Hold on. Come on, now. My boy. My son. Come on. Be brave. Elvis. Elvis. Elvis, look at me. Elvis, breathe. Breathe deep.

Belle: I'm gonna get Claire from Caroline and take her up.

Philip: Bath time, a story, then off to bed?

Belle: Her schedule hasn't changed much, except bedtime. She's been trying all these things to stay up later. The bottomless glass of water is her latest.

Philip: [Chuckles]

Belle: Well, thanks for the toys.

Philip: Hey, hold up. I didn't just come for that. I want to apologize.

Belle: Please don't, Philip. We were both in that bed.

Philip: I don't regret that. It's Shawn. I've been pushing his buttons every chance I get. I don't like being that guy, and I don't blame you for wanting me out of your life.

Belle: You and Shawn and I have been friends forever.

Philip: We were.

Belle: I never thought we'd end up like this.

Philip: He and I are in love with the same woman.

Belle: I wanted us to be friends, but it's not possible.

Philip: I don't want to be your friend, Belle.

Bo: Why'd you change your mind about confronting Philip?

Shawn D.: Since when did you want me to? You're the one that advised me to let it go. What changed? You got a problem with Philip, too?

Bo: No. I just thought you would let him know you knew he was behind it.

Shawn D.: I figured the damage has been done, and like you said, everything that was in that letter about me was true.

Bo: Still, that doesn't give him the right --

Shawn D.: To sabotage my career? No. But if I go after him, all I'm gonna be doing is showing him how bad he got to me.

Bo: [Chuckles] You have learned from your father's mistakes. I'm proud of you.

Shawn D.: Yeah, I have made a lot of mistakes.

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Shawn D.: That's why I'm here. I'm pushing the broom around, getting you coffee, and doing some filing to show the academy that I'm grown up.

Bo: Oh, right. You're all grown up.

Officer: We got a shooting over at St. Luke's church. EMS is already on its way.

Bo: All right. Let's do this. Where are you going?

Shawn D.: Sami's my family, too.

Bo: We get to the scene, you keep your hands to yourself and stay close to me.

Shawn D.: Gonna call Roman?

Bo: From the car. Let's roll.

Paramedics: Gunshot. One entry wound, no exit.

Stefano: You will save my son?

Paramedics: Sir, we're doing absolutely everything we can.

Officer: You say you heard more than one shot?

Fr. Kelly: Three. Definitely three.

Paramedics: He's losing blood. Let's get a few lines. I'll get one here. One in back of the ambulance. Ma'am, you know what blood type your husband is? Ma'am?

Stefano: He's, uh, he is a-negative.

Paramedics: Go ahead and run the line.

Officer: Let me know if he regains consciousness.

Stefano: Whoa. Whoa. Whoa! Whoa! Wait a minute. Officer, that's my son you're just walking away from. Do you understand that? He's just been shot.

Officer: We're aware of that, sir.

Stefano: So, what are you doing about it?

Officer: We're working on it, sir. You know, what you can do to help me is give me a statement.

Stefano: A statement? What are you, an idiot? Find out who did this!

Officer: Okay. Detective Brady will be here any minute. I suggest you talk to him. He'll be heading up this investigation.

Stefano: It's a Brady who did this.

Officer: Talk to him about that.

Stefano: Son of a bitch. All right. All right. Come on. Elvis, come on. Come on. Open our eyes, Elvis. Come on. That's it. Good boy. Good boy.

E.J.: Samantha.

Sami: I'm right here.

E.J.: Saman--

Sami: E.J., it's okay. Just save your strength.

Paramedics: We need you to lay very still.

E.J.: I can't feel my legs.

Stefano: What's happening? Why can't he feel his legs?

Paramedics: We'll know more when we get him x-rayed.

E.J.: I can't feel my legs.

Sami: It's all right. Okay? E.J., just stay calm.

Paramedics: Miss, give me a little space.

Stefano: Why can't he feel his legs?

Sami: We're married. E.J. and I are married.

Stefano: [Exhales deeply] It would seem so.

Sami: So it's over.

Stefano: Elvis is strong. He'll -- he'll survive.

Sami: I meant the vendetta, Stefano. I married your son, so the vendetta against my family is over, because that's what you promised.

Stefano: Did I?

Belle: You're just making this harder. I don't want to cut Claire out of your life. For her sake. But I'll have to talk to Shawn about it first.

Philip: We know what he'll say, but thanks for offering to try.

Belle: We'll see.

Philip: Yeah.

Claire: [Screams]

Belle: Claire!

Claire: [Crying]

Belle: What's the matter? What happened to you?

Emily: Mr. Roberts, you're home early.

Lucas: Yeah. The twins -- how are they?

Emily: They're sleeping like angels.

Lucas: No problems?

Emily: None at all.

Lucas: Listen, I really appreciate everything you've done for me. Um, will this cover it?

Emily: Oh, that's too much.

Lucas: No. Please take it. You came on such short notice. I appreciate it.

Emily: Well, thank you. Please call me if you need me again or if you're looking for someone full-time.

Lucas: I will. I will. Thank you. You did such a wonderful job. Take care.

Emily: You too. Thanks.

Lucas: All righty. [Exhales deeply] Oh, man. Yes. [Inhales, exhales deeply]

Stefano: You vowed to be Elvis' wife – till death do you part. He is not going to die here, on his wedding day. I will not allow it.

Sami: That's out of your hands.

Stefano: But it's in yours. My son loves you. You can give him the will to live -- for you and for his son. You promise me that you will be that woman -- the wife that he deserves... in every way. Keep that promise... and I will keep mine. I will see you at the hospital, Mrs. DiMera.

Belle: Honey, are you okay? Did you get burned by the coffee? Let me see.

Philip: I was coming back for my jacket. What happened? It's okay, baby. Daddy's here.

Belle: She got burned by the coffee. I should have known she was gonna go for those toys.

Philip: I'll get some ice. We'll take her to emergency.

Belle: It's okay. Mommy's here. Everything's gonna be okay.

[Pounding on door]

Lucas: Who is it?

Billie: It's Billie. My God. I just heard on the radio there was a shooting at Sami and E.J.'s wedding.

Lucas: Yeah. Yeah. I know.

Billie: What happened? Is Sami okay?

Lucas: Yeah, she's fine. Um, E.J. was shot, and I-I guess they don't know if he'll make it.

Billie: That information hasn't been released yet. How do you know about that?

Lucas: Because I was there.

Billie: You were there at the wedding? Wow. Talk about kicking yourself when you're down.

Lucas: Well, I couldn't just stay here while my wife married another man.

Billie: Yeah. You and Sami's divorce just doesn't seem real.

Lucas: Right. So I asked Roman and Bo and Hope and Steve and Kayla to stage an intervention, try to ambush her before the ceremony.

Billie: Did they get through to her?

Lucas: No. Roman called and said no such luck. It was too late. She was just gonna go through with it. She's so wrapped up in saving her own family.

Billie: I am so sorry, Lucas.

Lucas: Well, I wasn't just gonna stay here while my wife married another man -- the man who raped her. And you know what E.J. wants, E.J. gets -- but you know what? -- Not this time.

Billie: Lucas -- Lucas, what did you do?

Lucas: Called a pediatric nurse to watch the twins, and I went to St. Luke's.

Billie: Oh, no!

Lucas: The priest was already proclaiming them husband and wife. It was too late. All of a sudden, I heard three shots. Sami screamed, and E.J. went down like a ton of bricks.

Billie: And what did you do, Lucas?

Lucas: I made sure that Sami was okay, and then I ran.

Billie: What? You ran? Why? Sami needed you.

Lucas: Listen to me. If Bo and Roman found me there, if they knew I was there at all, they'd arrest me. They'd arrest me for the shooting of E.J. Wells.

Sami: It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Bo: Sami... you okay, honey?

Sami: Where's my dad?

Bo: I'll came him in a minute, okay?

Shawn D.: Is there anything I can do?

Sami: Can you make it yesterday?

Officer: Brady.

Bo: Hey, man. What you got?

Officer: Three shots fired. So far, we haven't found anyone who saw the shooter -- or shooters.

Bo: All right. Canvas the area. We got to find someone who might have seen something out of the ordinary -- a speeding car or someone running. We need some leads on this thing. What shape is the victim in?

Officer: He's in bad shape. The hospital will know more.

Bo: Yeah. You know the routine. Toss every trash can and dumpster in a 10-block radius just in case that gun was ditched.

Officer: Any idea who did this?

Bo: Are you kidding me? I don't know anyone who didn't want that son of a bitch dead. Go. Hey. How you holding up?

Sami: I don't know.

Bo: Do you know where Stefano is?

Sami: Yeah. He went to the hospital.

Bo: Okay. Come on. Let me take you home.

Sami: Where is that?

Bo: I can drop you at your grandparents'.

Sami: I have to go. I have to go to the hospital.

Bo: No. No, you don’t.

Sami: I'm his wife. I should be there.

Bo: You sit tight. I'll be right back.

Shawn D.: Are you sure you're up for this, Sami?

Sami: This day was supposed to mean freedom for our family, that the vendetta was finally over. But it's not. It's starting all over again.

Shawn D.: Whoever did this wasn't targeting the Brady’s.

Sami: No. It was a Brady who did it. And the last shot hasn't been fired yet.

Belle: So, how bad is it, doctor?

Doctor: It's nothing to worry about. You did exactly the right thing covering it with ice.

Philip: Will it blister?

Doctor: I don't think so, but if it does, it's nothing to worry about. Just watch it, and once the blisters break, just cover it with an antibiotic ointment, and just put a band-aid on it. She'll be good as new in no time, won't you? You know what? While you're here, let's listen to your heart. And then, hey, I think it's time for a lollipop. What do you think? Yeah? I'm gonna listen to your heart.

Belle: I don't know how this happened. I just feel like a terrible mother.

Philip: You're a great mother.

Belle: I doubt the doctor thinks so.

Philip: Kids have accidents. He knows that.

Belle: I'm gonna call Shawn. Will you stay with Claire?

Philip: Sure. [Vibrating]

Belle: Hey. It's me. Um, I'm at the hospital with Claire. There was an accident, but she's fine, so there's nothing to worry about, but I need you to call me when you get this, okay?

Kate: Belle, I came as soon as I heard. How bad is it?

Belle: It's not that bad. It just gave us a scare.

Kate: I called Titan, and they said that Philip was here.

Belle: He insisted on coming 'cause Claire was so scared.

Kate: Claire. Oh. I thought it was -- sorry.

Belle: [Chuckles]

Kate: How is she?

Belle: She's fine. She got burned by some hot coffee. That's all.

Kate: Good. She'll be okay. Where is Philip? I need to talk to him right away.

Lucas: Thank you. Mmm. Ah.

Billie: Lucas, do you need a lawyer...

Lucas: No. No, no. Not yet, as long as they don't find out I was there.

Billie: ...As a precaution in case things go badly for you?

Lucas: Come on. I didn't shoot E.J.

Billie: Come on. Sit down. You're making me nuts.

Lucas: Look, he was shot. He might be dead, and this should be the happiest day of my life.

Billie: Don't -- don't say that.

Lucas: Why not? Everybody knows that I hate the guy.

Billie: Well, thank God everybody knows you're not a cold-blooded assassin.

Lucas: Look, I'm the one who reported him to the SEC. I did that out of pure spite.

Billie: So what? That gives him motive to kill you -- not the other way around. Have you ever threatened him in public?

Lucas: Yeah.

Billie: More than once?

Lucas: Oh, yeah. And when the police look for a motive, they'll know that E.J. married my wife today.

Billie: Okay. Okay, okay, okay. There's motive. Okay. There's no means. The last time I checked, you don't own a gun.

Lucas: Y-yeah. Uh, that's -- that's true. Sami didn't want one in the house.

Billie: Okay. All right. Let's tally this up, shall we? You have motive, but no means. So far, so good. Now, you do have opportunity since you were at the church today.

Lucas: Yeah, but you're the only one who knows that.

Billie: Not for long. I want you to tell Bo and Roman about this.

Lucas: Why the hell would I do that?

Billie: Lucas, if they find out that you were at the church from somebody else, it's just gonna make you look guilty. You need to tell them yourself.

Lucas: They're gonna want to know what I was doing there, why I'd want to see my wife marry another man.

Billie: Yeah. While we're on the subject, why would you? You want to torture yourself?

Lucas: No. I was hoping she would change her mind, maybe come into my arms.

Billie: All right. You want my advice? No, of course you don't, but I'm gonna give it to you, anyway. You've got nothing to hide, so don't act like it, okay?

Lucas: All right. Fine. I won’t. I'll call bo.

Billie: Good. Good. All right. I got to get back to the college. We're having some trouble.

Lucas: Yeah. Sorry about that. I heard.

Billie: All right, listen. I'm gonna go. I've got my cellphone on me at all times. If you need anything, you call me, okay? Remember, I'm on your side. Okay?

Lucas: All right. Thank you. I appreciate it. [Exhales deeply]

Sami: Shawn, can you do me a favor?

Shawn D.: Yeah. Anything. Name it.

Sami: Will you call Lucas, tell him what happened?

Shawn D.: Why don't you call him? He's gonna be relieved to hear your voice.

Sami: He'll worry, and he'll want me to go home.

Shawn D.: That sounds like a great idea to me.

Sami: I don't want an argument. Just tell Lucas... I love him and I'll call him later.

Shawn D.: Sami... are you sure you're up for this?

Sami: I don't have a choice.

Bo: Hey, man. What'd you turn up?

Officer: Three spent bullet casings.

Bo: Good work.

Officer: Well, here's the thing. They were found in three separate locations.

Bo: And the shots were fired at pretty much the same time?

Officer: Yes, sir. Everyone agrees on that.

Bo: So we're looking at three shooters and three different guns -- nice.

Officer: Conspiracy?

Bo: No. Usually when you have a conspiracy, it's to make sure that the job gets done. Only one of those bullets reached its mark. I say we got a couple of amateurs. And then all three of them obviously wanted the same thing -- to kill E.J.

Officer: We do have a possible suspect.

Bo: Who's that?

Officer: Kate Roberts.

Bo: Huh.

Officer: Mr. DiMera was screaming about her pulling a gun on him and Elvis earlier today.

Bo: Well, she's obviously a person of interest. Find her for me. I need to talk to her.

Officer: I'm on it.

Bo: Later. Hey, man. Want to get back to that filing?

Shawn D.: Are you kidding me? This is great. Thanks for letting me tag along.

Bo: It's the best way to learn.

Shawn D.: Sami asked me to call Lucas.

Bo: Yeah. I'm looking for his mother. The shooting may turn out to be a family affair. Let's go.

Caroline: Oh, Steve.

Steve: Hey.

Caroline: I just heard -- what were you doing?

Steve: I'm just getting myself a drink.

Caroline: Oh. Oh.

Steve: Don't worry. I'll put some money in the till.

Caroline: Don't worry about that. I just heard on the radio that there was a shooting at St. Luke's, and they didn't say who. I'm -- I'm just -- God, I'm terrified it might be Sami.

Steve: Don't worry, Mom. It was E.J. who got shot.

Caroline: Oh. Oh, my goodness. How did you know that?

Kate: Philip. Thank God you're here.

Philip: If you've got a crisis, take a number. I'm involved with something.

Kate: I need you to get rid of this for me.

Philip: What are you doing with that?

Kate: No questions, okay?

Philip: What did you do?

Kate: I just need you to get rid of it for me, please.

Philip: What kind of trouble are you in?

Kate: Philip, I need your help. Thank you. I'm not gonna forget this.

Belle: You know what? You were a brave little girl today, and daddy is gonna be so proud of you. Yes, he is. I wish he'd call back.

Claire: Daddy!

Belle: I know.

Claire: Daddy!

Belle: Maybe we should just call a cab.

Claire: Daddy!

Philip: I'll take you ladies home. But first I think a certain young lady needs a reward. Claire, how many flavors are there at Macy's Ice-Cream Emporium? About a zillion, right? So we better hurry and pick out your favorite before it all melts. Let's go. Come on.

[Knock on door]

Lucas: Who [Clears throat] Who is it?

Bo: Bo. You got a minute? We need to talk.

Lucas: Yeah. Yeah. I'll be right there. Just give me a sec.

Bo: Lucas, come on, man!

Lucas: Yeah, I'm coming. I'm coming. Sorry about that. [Drawer closes] Hey.

Bo: Hey. Can we come in?

Lucas: Sure. Sure. Come on in. What's going on?

Shawn D.: Called you earlier.

Lucas: It probably went straight to voice mail. I was busy with the twins.

Bo: Got some news. Elvis was shot at St. Luke's.

Lucas: Really?

Bo: Yeah.

Lucas: Is -- is Sami okay?

Shawn D.: Yeah. She's a little shaken up but basically fine.

Bo: It doesn't look like he's gonna make it.

[Monitor beeping]

E.J.: [Exhales deeply] Samantha.

Sami: I'm here.

E.J.: You told me... that our son... mattered more than life. You were right. I want you to love him as I would have loved him.

Stefano: That is no way to talk. You are going to live to see your son grow up and grow strong, Elvis. I am not going to lose either one of you.

Nurse: We've got an O.R. ready.

Stefano: Good.

Sami: So, um, how is he? I mean, what are the chances?

Nurse: You family?

Sami: Yeah. I'm his wife.

Nurse: He's lost a lot of blood, and there's injury to the spinal cord.

Stefano: Doctor, you are going to keep my son alive. I don't care what it takes. I don't care what it costs. Because I did not live this long to watch my son slip away.

Nurse: We'll do everything possible.

Stefano: If Elvis dies... this vendetta will continue until the last Brady walking on this earth is dead.

Sami: That is not what you promised.

Stefano: I am promising now. If my son dies, the Brady’s will follow.

Bo: Where were you during the wedding?

Lucas: You don't think I shot E.J.?

Bo: You tell me, man. Did you?

Belle: You have to stop doing this.

Philip: Stop doing what?

Belle: Using Claire to get to me.

Abe: Exactly where were you when the shooting went down?

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