Days Transcript Wednesday 11/28/07

Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 11/28/07 - Canada; Thursday 11/29/07 - U.S.A.

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Chelsea: Hurry.

Nick: Did you really have to break the window?

Chelsea: It was locked.

Nick: That's really breaking and entering. Easy with that thing.

Chelsea: It's small. Nobody's gonna see it.

Nick: Yeah, and only one of your mom's guys is patrolling.

Chelsea: Okay. We have to find something that's gonna link him to rape.

Nick: Shh. Shh. Shh. That's his webcam. We got to get out of here.

Belle: Give me one good reason why I should trust you.

Philip: Something has come into my possession -- a piece of evidence that could blow the E.J. DiMera case wide open.

Belle: What? What evidence? Why haven't you turned it into the police?

Philip: There's no percentage in helping the cops. But I could use this to make Shawn look like supercop -- deliver the evidence, and, bam, Shawn's in the academy.

Belle: So you make Shawn look like a hero. What's in it for you?

Philip: An evening alone with you.

Shawn D.: Belle. Here you go.

Belle: Thank you.

Shawn D.: I read on the box that, that tea amps brain power.

Belle: Well, good, I need it. [Cellphone ringing]

Shawn D.: You want me to get rid of whoever that is?

Belle: Uh, not if you want my mom to keep you in her good graces.

Shawn D.: Tell her I say hi.

Belle: Hi, Mom.

Philip: Shawn's there, huh?

Belle: Shawn says hi. He's working behind the bar tonight.

Philip: It's done.

Belle: How?

Philip: It's better if you don't know the details. Just make sure Shawn's in the alley behind the pub, and everything will fall into place.

Belle: Thank you.

Philip: Thank me by coming over to the hotel when it's over.

Belle: Love you, too, Mom. Top me off?

Shawn D.: Already?

Belle: Nah, I just wanted an excuse to see my gorgeous husband.

Shawn D.: Mmm.

Belle: [Clears throat]

Shawn D.: What are you doing?

Belle: I'm gonna help. I just need to take this out.

Shawn D.: This may not be our official honeymoon, but there's no way I'm gonna let my wife take the garbage out.

Belle: I don't mind.

Shawn D.: No, drink your tea and go study. I'll be back in a little while to bother you.

Belle: Mmm. Like this?

Shawn D.: Exactly like this.

Philip: Brady should be in the alley any second. Do it exactly as I've said. No mistakes. I have to go. Let me know when it's done.

Kate: Hello, my darling.

Philip: Thanks for coming right over. I think you better have a seat.

Kate: Is there something wrong?

Philip: We ran into a problem with that gun.

Kate: What kind of problem?

Philip: It's gone.

Bo: This is the kind of garbage that teenagers eat. I'm gonna have to test all this for fingerprints.

Roman: Yeah, well, let's hope it gives us something to go on.

Bo: Garbage men are lucky. They just have to pick up this stuff. We have to sift through it.

Roman: Police work. All glamour all the time.

Bo: Yeah. Those shell casings -- someone was serious about shooting something.

Roman: Or someone.

Bo: And this was no spur-of-the-moment thing. It was planned, practiced.

Roman: And, presumably, carried through.

Bo: If junior had bought the farm, this would have been murder one. But with all this planning, our shooter failed to make the kill.

Roman: Yeah, well, what I heard that night at the hospital, E.J. was damn lucky to make it.

Bo: Why is it that the bad guys make it and the good guys like John don't?

Roman: You'll have to talk to a higher authority than me for that one.

Bo: Canvassing this area paid off when we found this place.

Roman: Yeah. Yeah, it did.

Bo: These shell casings -- they're a Godsend. Now all we got to do is find the gun that fired them.

Roman: We will do that.

Bo: Yeah, we will.

Man: I got the cash. $400.

Person: I said $500.

Man: Look, there's no serial number, no markings. It can't be traced. You show me some cash, or me and my merchandise are gone.

Chelsea: It's not on. He's not watching us.

Nick: You sure?

Chelsea: Yes. Come on. We got to get to work. We don't have much time.

Nick: Okay.

Chelsea: I'm gonna check the night stand.

Nick: I got the desk. [Glass tumbles]

Chelsea: Ow!

Nick: You okay?

Chelsea: Yeah. I just twisted my ankle.

Nick: You want me to check it?

Chelsea: No, it's fine. Just check the desk.

Nick: Okay. [Papers rustling] Check this out.

Chelsea: What?

Nick: Ford keeps a journal.

Chelsea: No way.

Nick: Way. It looks like entries, notes followed by dates.

Chelsea: Doesn't really make much sense, though.

Nick: I think it's written in code. F.D.

Chelsea: Ford Decker.

Nick: Obviously.

Chelsea: What's this next word?

Nick: Greek letters. Four stars?

Chelsea: And look at this one. Delta 2 ˝. What are these, checkmarks?

Nick: I don't know. It's weird.

Chelsea: Gamma. These are all names of sororities on campus, and almost every single one of them is here.

Nick: What are you doing?

Chelsea: That night that we had the bachelor auction, what date was that? I think Cordy and Ford went out, like, a day or two after. Yeah, look, right here. Theta. That's got to be Cordy.

Nick: He's keeping a record of the girls he's raped.

Chelsea: And rating them? This is sick.

Nick: You hold the light. I'll keep taking pictures. Okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Check out that date.

Chelsea: Another Theta.

Nick: That's the night that you got kidnapped, the night I lost Artemis and Demarquette.

Chelsea: He raped another Theta sister?

Nick: If we're reading this code right.

Chelsea: 4 ˝ stars. This is sick.

Nick: I can keep shooting the pictures. Why don't you finish going through his stuff?

Chelsea: Why wouldn't the other girl talk?

Nick: After what happened with Cordy and Morgan in Dean Lochlan's office...

Chelsea: That happened after.

Nick: I still don't blame her for not coming forward. She was probably scared.

Chelsea: I found something.

Nick: What? Oh, my God. It's sleeping pills. Pretty strong.

Chelsea: Strong enough to knock you out?

Nick: Probably. They affect different people differently. A lot of people will do crazy things and then not remember what they did when they wake up. Check for more. [Papers rustling]

Chelsea: Yep. There's another one.

Nick: Same kind of drug?

Chelsea: Same drug.

Nick: Oh, man.

Chelsea: This guy's a walking pharmacy. [Bottle rattles] This is just powder.

Nick: Ah. He probably ground it up so that it dissolves easier in liquid. Doesn't have much taste.

Chelsea: So he's not using roofies to knock them out?

Nick: No. Ford is using legal, prescription drugs to rape these women.

Roman: Well, I feel like a garbage man, but I keep telling myself this is evidence.

Bo: Yeah. Hey, listen, I'm gonna take another look around the grounds.

Roman: Our guys already did twice.

Bo: I know. Humor me.

Roman: All right, well, be my guest. I got to run. I'm due back at the lab.

Bo: All right. Go.

Roman: We're gonna catch a break on this, Bo.

Bo: I know we will.

Roman: And don't you worry about Shawn. He's gonna be a good cop one day.

Bo: Yeah, if he works hard.

Roman: All right, I'll let you know what the guys in the white coats say, okay?

Bo: Later.

Bo: Did you ruin the footprint?

Shawn D.: Yeah.

Bo: Crime scenes are fragile. You got to be careful anywhere in the vicinity. This piece of evidence that you messed up might have been our only piece of evidence. You screwed up, man. And when a cop screws up, he owns up.

[Knock on door]

Hope: Hey, sexy.

Bo: Hey, Fancy Face.

Hope: Oh, what a charming place, huh?

Bo: Yeah. What you got there?

Hope: It's Marlena's. I caught it right before she was getting rid of these things.

Bo: What's in the bag?

Hope: Everything -- the dress, the veil...a gun.

Bo: John's?

Hope: Yeah.

Bo: So she shot him?

Hope: Correction. She said she got a shot off. She said she was shaking so badly she's not sure she hit E.J.

Bo: So, Kate's one of our shooters. Marlena is another. Got one more shooter out there.

Hope: She heard the shot. One before and one after she fired. Do you want to go over the suspect list again?

Bo: Everybody's on it except my mom. It's hard to believe that Marlena attempted murder. Listen. I got to give this to Davis to take in.

Hope: Brady. She knows you have to turn it in.

Bo: You know, I promised John I'd protect his family. Looks like I'm gonna have to arrest his widow.

Kate: You told me that you would get rid of it for me.

Philip: I know. I had it stashed in my car.

Kate: Why?

Philip: Every time I went to throw it in the river, a car would drive by. It didn't feel right. So, the other day, I put it under my seat, planning to get rid of it that night. Well, somebody broke into my car before I had the chance.

Kate: When?

Philip: A couple of days ago.

Kate: And you didn't tell me about it until now?

Philip: I didn't want to upset you. I wanted to see if I heard anything, but I didn’t. Security gave me the tapes from that area, but it was too dark. It's got to be on the black market somewhere.

Kate: Philip, that gun ties me to E.J.'s shooting.

Philip: It's probably out of state by now. Who knows how many hands it's passed through. There's no way that gun can be traced back to you. Believe me, Mom. There's nothing to worry about.

Man 1: Where did you get it?

Man 2: At guns 'r' us. What do you think?

Man 1: It's hot?

Man 2: I tried to heist a car behind the Titan building. At major alarm action, I grabbed what I could, and I beat it.

Man 1: $200 or nothing.

Man 2: I'll take the $400 you offered.

Man 1: That offer's expired, homes. Look, gun's dirty. Don't need the hassle. Peace.

Shawn D.: Got some merchandise to sell, hmm? Hand it over.

Man: Hand what over?

Shawn D.: The gun.

Man: There's no gun. Get off me.

Shawn D.: Reach into your pocket nice and slow and hand it over.

Philip: I don't get it. E.J. marrying Sami -- that was a favor to you.

Kate: I know it sounds twisted, doesn't it? But I was furious at E.J., and I was thinking if I got rid of E.J., then Lucas could marry Sami. Then he'd be happy. Then he'd forgive me.

Philip: Murder? That's a pretty extreme way to get your son's attention.

Kate: I didn't go through with it, did I? I couldn't go through with it, not even for Lucas. What I'm guilty of is loving my children too much. What do I get for it in return? Not a hell of a lot.

Philip: Give me the gun. I'll take care of it. But we never had this conversation.

Kate: How do I know that you won't turn against me, like your brother?

Philip: Mom, I don't want you going to jail.

Kate: Then don't use what I've told you against me.

Philip: You're asking me to destroy evidence.

Kate: I am asking you to be the one man left that I can count on.

Philip: All right.

Kate: What are you gonna do with it?

Philip: I'll take care of it. That's all you need to know.

Philip: Here you go, Mom.

Kate: [Sighs] You said you'd take care of this for me. I counted on you to protect me.

Philip: Whoever stole that gun will dump it for a quick buck. And the person who ends up with it will have no connection to either of us.

Kate: What if you're wrong, Philip?

Philip: There are tens of thousands of illegal guns on the street, bought and sold every day. Nothing about that gun is unique.

Kate: Except that this one was used in an attempted murder.

Philip: Do not panic. It's not gonna be a problem. Trust me.

Shawn D.: You said you got this out of a car parked behind Titan.

Man: I told you. There's no gun!

Shawn D.: Oh, yeah? What's this, huh?

Man: Okay, okay, I'll explain!

Shawn D.: Hey!

Belle: How long does it take to take the -- what is that?

Shawn D.: I just caught this guy trying to sell it out here.

Belle: To you?

Shawn D.: To some other guy. I grabbed the seller and took it off of him.

Belle: You could have been hurt.

Shawn D.: He just wanted to get away. I wish I would have been able to hold him till the cops got here.

Belle: But you got the gun.

Shawn D.: I got to turn it over to my dad and see if it's linked to a crime.

Bo: Hey.

Hope: Hey. Did they get usable prints?

Bo: Not yet. Somebody definitely holed up here, though.

Hope: One of the shooters?

Bo: I don't know for sure, but I'm thinking yeah.

Hope: Well, the shell casings should help.

Bo: Not without the gun.

Hope: I'll see what else we have here -- a lot of junk-food bags, gum wrappers, soda cans.

Bo: And shell casings.

Hope: But I don't get it. If you're guilty, you empty the place.

Bo: Unless you're sure that there's nothing here to tie it to you.

Hope: Of course, this scene might have nothing to do with the shooting.

Bo: Oh, I think it does.

Hope: What if Marlena's gun matches the casings?

Bo: Don't want to go there just yet.

Hope: How long before you get the ballistics report back?

Bo: Whenever forensics gets around to it.

Hope: You didn't put a rush on it?

Bo: I'm in no hurry to pin this on her. If she was gonna run, she would have by now.

Hope: She admits she fired. One of the shells from the church is gonna be a match.

Bo: If that gun was fired once and we have that slug, then she missed her mark because the one that did is still in E.J.'s spine.

Hope: So, what are you thinking?

Bo: That three people we know went to the church that night aiming to murder someone.

Chelsea: It smells under here.

Nick: Is there anything?

Chelsea: There's, like, dirty socks, a rotten apple core.

Nick: Expensive socks, I'll bet. His clothes are so nice.

Chelsea: Wait a second. I found something else. What is it?

Nick: A mortar and pestle. It's used to grind up medicine into powder. Here, let me get a shot.

Chelsea: Make sure you get a lot 'cause look at the pill residue right there.

Ford: I cleaned my place up. Sort of.

Chelsea: He's back.

Ford: No, seriously. Come on. [Woman speaking indistinctly]

Ford: A guy can hope, can't he?

Girl: I only just met you.

Ford: You are so hot.

[Door rattles]

Ford: You were hustling me at the pool hall, weren't you? Nobody gets that lucky.

Girl: Hey. Hey. Okay. Okay. All right. Slow down. I'm out of here, okay?

Ford: Hey, sorry. How about a drink?

Girl: Sure.

Ford: All right.

Chelsea: Nick, we got to do something.

Nick: I know. I know.

Bo: Yeah. Just get that report to me. Okay. Thanks.

Hope: Okay, names, Brady. Let's get them out there. What about Steve?

Bo: Carrying Roman's gun -- no match to the casings at the church.

Hope: What about Lucas?

Bo: Nervous when I questioned him, but, once again, no gun, and he swears he was with the twins at the time.

Hope: You're doing that shoulder thing, you know.

Bo: What shoulder thing?

Hope: Come here. My goodness. I can feel the knots.

Bo: I could use a massage.

Hope: What about a nice, hot bath, huh?

Bo: Together?

Hope: Is there any other way?

Bo: Oh, yeah. I love working a case with you.

Hope: I know you can't think if you're stressed. You realize you're gonna have to tell Roman about Marlena.

Bo: Yeah. Yeah, I do. No matter what he says, she's still the perfect woman for him.

Hope: The DiMeras have put her through hell for years. Can't blame her for going after E.J.

Bo: No. Everybody's got their breaking point. [Groans]

Hope: You must be exhausted.

Bo: Yeah. You know, this one, it just hits a little close to home. And Shawn -- he's not helping.

Hope: What are you talking about?

Shawn D.: He was here earlier, and he, um, screwed up. And the detective on the case got on his case.

Hope: What happened?

Bo: Messed up some evidence. You know that boy of ours? He's rather impulsive and headstrong.

Hope: Really? Hmm. Imagine that.

Bo: Hey, hey, hey. Different.

Hope: Different how? Why?

Bo: I've got you to pull me back.

Hope: Really? And Shawn has Belle.

Bo: Does he?

Shawn D.: How big do you think the lot is behind Titan?

Belle: I'm not sure, why?

Shawn D.: The guy said that he took this out of a car that was parked back there.

Belle: What are you thinking?

Shawn D.: Philip parks back there.

Belle: A lot of people park back there.

Shawn D.: Yeah. You're right. The gun's illegal. The serial number's been scraped off, so that means it must have been used in a crime.

Belle: I'm so proud of you.

Shawn D.: 'Cause I was in the right place at the right time?

Belle: No, 'cause you stopped that guy before he got away with the gun.

Shawn D.: Will you tell Grandma I had to run out? I got to get this to my dad.

Belle: Yeah, sure.

Shawn D.: See you upstairs later?

Belle: Yeah.

Shawn D.: Thanks.

[Cellphone ringing]

Philip: I don't accept business calls on this line.

Belle: You can't talk?

Philip: That's right. Just a moment. I have to take this.

Kate: Okay. What about the missing gu–

Philip: I'll handle it.

Kate: Uh-huh. Even without it, I'm on the very top of their suspect list.

Philip: Do not panic. They don't have a thing. But if they do come after you, I will put all the Kiriakis money and connections behind you to handle it properly.

Kate: Oh. Well, you better. Or the first person I name as an accessory will be you, my love.

Philip: Now, there's the mother I know and love.

Kate: Hmm.

Philip: Did everything work out?

Belle: Yeah.

Philip: Meet me at Longfellow hotel by the airport. I'm leaving now.

Belle: Okay, but I have to get someone to watch Claire first.

Philip: Come as soon as you can. I'll be waiting.

Philip: Good. Right on time.

Guy: The guy almost broke my arm.

Philip: [Sighs] This should cover your pain and suffering. The rest is back in St. Louis. Go back and never contact me again. Understood? Go.

Chelsea: Now what?

Nick: I don't know.

Chelsea: You have to think fast before he rapes her.

Ford: What the hell?! Somebody smashed my window. Check it out.

Girl: No wonder it's freezing in here.

Ford: All right. Computer. MP3 sound dock... all right. We must have scared off whoever it was. Or not.

Chelsea: Nick.

Ford: You got to go. Sorry. I'll keep in touch.

Girl: Bye.

Nick: He's gone. Let's get out of here.

Chelsea: It's gone. He took it.

Nick: We don't have time.

Chelsea: We can't leave without it.

Nick: We don't have time. We got to go, all right? I want to get this guy, too, but I don't want to be in the unemployment line because I broke into a student's room. Go ahead.

Hope: Hey, honey.

Shawn D.: Hey. I just took this off a guy in the alley behind the pub. I caught him trying to sell it.

Bo: Did you touch it?

Shawn D.: I didn't have to. It was already wrapped.

Bo: Where's this guy?

Shawn D.: I couldn't stop him. But he told me that he stole it out of a car that was parked behind Titan.

Hope: Are you serious?

Shawn D.: I got a hunch --

Bo: I'm thinking the same thing.

Shawn D.: This could be one of the guns used in the DiMera shooting.

Bo: If it is, it will break this investigation wide open.

[Knock on door]

Philip: Hey, you came. I wasn't sure you would.

Belle: That was the deal, right?

Philip: You hungry?

Belle: No.

Philip: How's Claire?

Belle: Philip, I can't -- I can't do this. I know that you held up your end of the deal, but I-I can't cheat on Shawn again.

Philip: Hey, I just want to talk.

Belle: Just talk?

Philip: That's all. About you, about Claire, about school, about your life. Look, I'm really sorry about how I came off before the wedding. I was angry.

Belle: You were angry. Hope heard the voicemail that you left on my cellphone.

Philip: How?

Belle: I left it there after the wedding, and she found it. And now Hope knows that you and I were together the night before my wedding.

Philip: Wow. I'm sorry.

Belle: That's not even the best part. She told my mother.

Philip: Oh. You should go. I put you in a bad spot. Coming here shouldn't have been a condition of helping Shawn.

Belle: I-I asked for your help.

Philip: Yeah, you did, but this doesn't feel right.

Belle: So you want me to leave?

Philip: I didn't help Shawn so I could get you into bed.

Belle: It's okay. I overreacted.

Philip: You are hurt and confused, but you made a choice, and I have to respect that.

Belle: Thank you for what you did for Shawn.

Philip: I didn't do it for him. [Sighs] Can I ask you something before you leave?

Belle: What?

Philip: Will walking out that door be as tough on you as it is on me watching you leave?

Bo: You said a guy broke into a car to get this? Any idea what car?

Shawn D.: No.

Bo: Okay, I'm gonna get it to ballistics, see what turns up.

Hope: Why would you put yourself in the middle of a guy with an illegal gun?

Shawn D.: You want to know why I didn't duck back in when I saw the guys? Because dad wouldn’t.

Hope: Shawn, you don't have to try so hard.

Shawn D.: No, I have to try harder.

Hope: Your father realizes how long it takes to become a good cop.

Shawn D.: And I'm willing to learn, but not just for dad. For me, Mom, and my family. Belle and Claire are the main reason I want this so badly.

Philip: You don't have to answer that.

Belle: I want to. Come on. You're rich and successful and handsome. You could find any girl you wanted.

Philip: Any girl?

Belle: That's not what I meant.

Philip: [Sighs] So, yeah, I got a lot of money. I can do what I want, go where I want. But you know what I'm bad at, really bad at? Letting go. I've had a lot of practice -- on the battlefield... giving up my kids.

Belle: Philip --

Philip: I don't want to be the uncle who sends Claire gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

Belle: Claire will always love you.

Philip: Yeah, but... it's tough. Look, I mean it. Tonight has no strings attached. You should go.

Belle: When you chased us halfway around the world, I really wanted to hate you.

Philip: You had good reason.

Belle: You did it because you loved us.

Philip: I couldn't let Claire go without a fight. But that fight's over. Shawn won.

Belle: You remember when we were on that boat, and you took Claire up to see the stars?

Philip: I'll never forget it.

Belle: You were really gentle with her. I had forgotten how gentle you could be.

Philip: You have the family you want. Go home.

Belle: When I'm with you, I feel like I am home. The fairy tales lie, Philip. You don't always find just one true love. Sometimes when you're lying next to one person, you're dreaming of another. And you know it's wrong, that you can't help it. Sometimes you can love two people with your whole heart and for so many different reasons that it can make you crazy. I love you. And the thought of never seeing you again scares me, more than the whole town knowing it.

Belle: What? What's wrong?

Philip: You're married. You love Shawn.

Belle: But I love you, too. You wanted the truth. That's as honest as I can be.

Philip: I thought it would change things if we said it out loud... that it would make it easier, but it doesn’t. No matter what we do, someone will get hurt. I won't let it be you, Belle. [Sighs]

[Coat rustles] [Exhales deeply]

Hope: Shawn, your father is very proud of you.

Shawn D.: He wants to be. That much is true.

Hope: Why else would he get you the job at the station?

Shawn D.: Just keeps hoping, I guess. Mom, he jumps all over my case every time I make a mistake.

Hope: If he does, it's because he doesn't want you to repeat them.

Shawn D.: I'm not so sure.

Bo: Hey. I had one of my best guys deliver that gun to the lab. He was at the church the night of the shooting. He picked up some of the shell casings.

Hope: What does he think?

Bo: Good chance for a match, but, of course, we got to wait for that report. Good job tonight, son.

Nick: Some couples, when they go out on dates, they'll go to a movie or dinner.

Chelsea: Some catch rapists. Check this out. There's the pills, the journal.

Nick: Can you read that?

Chelsea: Maybe if we download it and blow it up or something. Look, there's the pill that he was in the process of grinding up. You can barely see it, but if you look close...

Nick: I'm glad I'm on your side.

Ford: You two have fun going through my stuff?

Chelsea: I don't know what you're talking about.

Ford: I'm talking about my broken window, my journal out on my desk, everything messed up when I got back to my place.

Nick: You should call campus security.

Ford: What's her problem?

Chelsea: You can ask me directly. I'm standing right here.

Ford: Then speak.

Chelsea: We were out, Ford. We weren't at your place.

Ford: You're playing with fire, Brady.

Nick: Don't threaten her.

Ford: [Laughs] Are you serious? Don't want to lose your job, huh?

Nick: Stay away from Chelsea.

Ford: No, you two stay away from my room, unless Chelsea wants to come by invitation.

Chelsea: We need to take these to my dad.

Nick: We got them illegally.

Chelsea: I don't care. What he's doing is worse.

Nick: It doesn't matter. If we go to your dad --

Chelsea: I don't care about the law, okay? We have to take him down. Let's go.

Shawn D.: Hey, Melissa, have you seen Belle?

Melissa: She said something about an emergency meeting of her study group.

Shawn D.: Study groups have emergency meetings? Did she say how long she'd be gone?

Melissa: No, but Claire's with your grandmother. What's up? Did you win the lottery or something?

Shawn D.: No, but I can't wait to tell Belle this news.

Belle: Chloe.

Chloe: Belle? I can't believe it!

Belle: I thought you were in Vienna.

Chloe: I thought you were supposed to be on your honeymoon. Oh, my God. You have to tell me all about the wedding. Oh, wait. You and Shawn are here? I don't want to interrupt, but I'd love to see him and say hi. Unless, you know, you're in the middle of something.

Hope: I'm so glad you told Shawn how proud you are of him.

Bo: How about that? He had a feeling about that gun, and he went for it.

Hope: Kind of risky. He's not exactly trained for that yet.

Bo: Everything turned out just fine.

Hope: No more knots in your shoulders, huh? Your mood has definitely picked up, Brady.

[Cellphone rings] Oh, sorry. Business.

Bo: Don't go anywhere, okay? I'm gonna answer this. Brady. Are you sure? I want a report on my desk. All right, thanks. They matched the gun to one of the bullets at the church. Found some prints, too.

Hope: Enough to make an arrest?

Bo: Definitely.

Kate: I'm just gonna leave a note on his desk.

Roman: Hey, Kate.

Kate: Well, doesn't look like you're here to take me out to dinner.

Roman: We found your gun. It matches a bullet taken from the church.

Kate: I didn't shoot E.J., Roman.

Roman: Kate, don't say another word, all right? We'll get through this, then we'll talk with you and your lawyer.

Kate: I don't need a lawyer because I'm innocent.

Roman: Officer, go ahead.

Kate: Put them away.

Roman: Sorry, Kate. It's got to be done. But, officer, keep those cuffs very loose.

Kate: If you let me call Philip –

Roman: Kate, please. Do yourself a favor. Do not say another word. You are under arrest for the attempted murder of Elvis DiMera.

Kate: I didn't do it.

Roman: You have a right to remain silent. If you give up that right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. Do you understand?

Kate: You know I'm not a killer, Roman.

Roman: You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afFord one, one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights?

Kate: Yeah, I understand.

Chelsea: We, um, found some evidence on Ford Decker. Everything you need to arrest him is right here.

Stephanie: Are you crazy? Why would you do that?

Bo: A match for the bullet, and the fingerprints -- Kate Roberts.

Shawn D.: I busted Philip's mom?

Philip: Chloe?

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