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Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 1/22/08 - Canada; Wednesday 1/23/08 - U.S.A.
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Billie: Hey, Nick.
Nick: Oh, hey, Billie. If you're looking for Chelsea, she's not here.
Billie: I'm not. I'm here to see you.
Nick: Really? I'm flattered, but can it wait? I really need to get these lab reports --
Billie: No, it really can't wait. I need to know what happened at the theta house. Nick! Focus. Ford Decker. Look, I already asked Chelsea about it. She's not telling me anything.
Nick: I really don't have anything to say, Billie.
Billie: Tell me what happened.
Stephanie: Coming. Hi.
Max: Well, here it is. Max's famous breakfast burrito, passed down by recipe from Caroline Brady herself.
Stephanie: And he cooks, too. You're [Sniffs] amazing. Oh, my goodness.
Max: The Bradyís helped me in that department.
Stephanie: You know, you were really lucky to be adopted by them.
Max: Yeah, don't I know it.
Stephanie: Speaking of parents, I wonder why mine aren't up yet.
Max: Well, maybe they had a late night.
Stephanie: Ew! I don't want to think about that. [Laughs] It feels really good to laugh again.
Max: It's good to hear you laugh again.
Stephanie: Let's eat.
Max: Let's eat.
Stephanie: Did you really make this?
Max: Yes, I did. I swear. I made it all myself.
Stephanie: We will just see how good it is.
Max: I slaved over a hot stove.
Chelsea: Stephanie, it's me. Look, I'm outside the sorority house. We need to talk to the girls about whether or not to go to the police. Call me as soon as you get this. Bye.
Ashley: ...Going down to Daytona for winter break, but they're all headed to Nova Scotia. No, thank you.
Chelsea: You guys, we need to talk about something...really important that happened during break.
Ashley: What's up?
Chelsea: Well, Ford Decker's dad came here to search the house during the break.
Morgan: What happened?
Chelsea: They found a contact lens in the basement that matched Ford's prescription.
Carmen: I don't understand how that happened. We got rid of Ford's body.
Chelsea: Yeah, well, we had to bury him in the basement for a few days.
Ashley: I thought it was just gonna be one night.
Chelsea: It wasn't much longer than that. Anyway, we moved the body, and we thought that, that was gonna be the end of it.
Morgan: But it's not.
Chelsea: No. Unfortunately, this thing's far from being over.
Bo: Hey, Fancy Face.
Bo: I thought I'd find you here.
Hope: Yeah. You were right. I was gonna check on John and Marlena.
Bo: John -- that's -- you know, in our wedding vows, we had that "for better, for worse." We should have also had a provision for crazy and impossible situations.
Hope: We've been through worse. We'll get through this.
Bo: Yeah, we will. You okay?
Hope: I'm just really worried about Claire.
Bo: Don't be. We'll find her. Like you said, we'll get through this.
Hope: You're right, we will. Together. Which is why I think it's time I got back in the game.
John: Why are you back here?
Marlena: I don't give up so easily.
John: Suit yourself.
Marlena: Thank you. And I'm stubborn enough to think that I can break through that wall that's been built around your brain.
John: How are you gonna do that?
Marlena: Dr. Carrington has a way to treat certain synapses and help you regain your memory.
John: I just want out of here.
Marlena: I know. I know. We can't do that right now.
Dr. Carrington: [Clears throat]
Marlena: More pharmacological treatment I don't think is gonna help us. I think that John can be helped with more traditional therapies.
Dr. Carrington: This is my patient, Dr. Evans, and I'll make all decisions regarding his treatment. Now, I'm allowing you to stay because I do believe your presence could be useful. But you must understand, I'm in charge.
Marlena: Of course.
John: If you're calling all the shots now, what's in that thing?
Dr. Carrington: Sodium Pentothal -- truth serum.
John: Get that needle away from me. No more drugs. No more drugs. Get that -- no more drugs. No more drugs.
Dr. Carrington: What is your name?
John: They tell me it's John. It doesn't feel right, though.
Marlena: You're correct about that. That is not the name you were born with. Do you know what that name is?
John: No. I have to go.
Marlena: Where do you have to go?
John: On a mission.
Marlena: What mission? Do you know what kind of mission it is? Do you know the purpose of the mission? John, I know it's hard for you, but I need you to concentrate. Was this a mission that Stefano gave --
Marlena: Okay. All right. All right. Take a breath. Take a breath. You're just fine. He's not coming in here. Take a breath. You're fine. You're fine. I'm right here. You're fine. That's it. Oh. That's it. What did that monster do to you that made you react to his name like that?
Stephanie: You've been really great these last few days. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Max: Well, I'm not going anywhere. I would wait outside Dr. Whitney's office for weeks, all right? For 10 years if I have to.
Stephanie: And I hope that won't be necessary.
Max: I hope not either. You've been through a lot. And I know a lot about car engines and not as much about psychology, but I do know that these things take time. So, you take all the time you need. You get better. That's all that matters.
Stephanie: Look, you're the best.
Max: I know.
Stephanie: But I don't expect you to put your whole life on hold for me.
Max: It's not on hold. I'm living my life. Yes, I have things to do, important things, but I can always make time for you. You know that.
Stephanie: Important things, huh?
Max: Well, let's not argue about the significance of my life. You, um, should get some rest.
Carmen: You swore to us, Chelsea. You promised to end this nightmare once and for all.
Cordy: How did you leave any evidence behind?
Chelsea: Excuse me, but let's not forget you guys were the ones who didn't even want to deal with it. You were all panicking. Somebody had to make a decision.
Carmen: Yeah, well, you got sloppy.
Ashley: How did we end up living in the middle of a horror movie with bodies and cops? I joined a sorority, not the mafia.
Chelsea: Look, we just need to not panic, okay?
Ashley: Oh, why not? Panicking sounds like a good idea to me.
Chelsea: Because. We need to stay calm and figure out if we're gonna stick to our story or not.
Carmen: The creep is dead. What other story is there to tell?
Chelsea: The truth. I'm thinking that, that's what we should do.
Morgan: Whose truth? A guy died right in our house, Chelsea, and no one, least of all you, can go back in time and change that.
Bo: What game are we talking about here, Fancy Face?
Hope: You know what I mean. Stefano's game. He's playing us, and I don't like it. It's time for us to win. And the best way to do that is to have the best people on your team. So I'm coming back to the force, full time.
Bo: Okay. I thought you liked being home with Ciara. I mean, I'm actually envious of the amount of time you get to spend with her. She's not gonna be young that long.
Hope: Brady, don't misunderstand what I'm saying. I love being a mother. I'll always be a mother. But I'd like to at least try to make this world a better place for our daughter to grow up in. And this world would be a lot better without DiMera in it. I am a damn good cop, and you know it.
Nick: Unfortunately, I don't know any more than you do about Ford Decker. I'm currently a little preoccupied with my brain and behavior class --
Billie: Nick. Nick. I know you well enough to know when you are hiding something.
Nick: I wish I could help you.
Billie: Damn it, Nick. I've got Dean Lochlan breathing down my neck and Crawford Decker and his team of bloodthirsty lawyers crying foul play, not to mention my daughter -- my daughter, Chelsea, who already has a criminal record, is in the middle of all this. Now, you say you care about her. Prove it. How far down this road do you want her to go?
Nick: What do you want me to do, Billie? I'm her boyfriend. I'm not her conscience.
Billie: Wrong answer, Nick. I've made that mistake in my life before, and it didn't end well. I know you think that you are being protective of her. But you're not. You're just sentencing her. I'm Chelsea's mother, Nick. For God's sakes, don't you think I would do everything in my power to help her?
Nick: I don't know.
Billie: I do. Tell me what happened, Nick. I want to know what happened to Ford Decker.
Lochlan: Well, what a happy coincidence. That seems to be the question on everyone's minds.
Billie: Dean Lochlan.
Crawford: You. You know something. Where's my boy? Where's Ford?
Lochlan: You have every right to be upset, but this is not the way to get answers.
Crawford: He knows something. He does. I mean, my son could be tied up somewhere. He could be trapped. He could be hurt. What have you people done to him?
Lochlan: Crawford, let the proper authorities take care of everything. You need to take care of your wife.
Crawford: The best way to take care of my wife is to bring her son back to her.
Lochlan: I came here to tell you that Detective Sullivan will be stopping by Theta house today. I certainly hope the girls do the right thing and come clean.
Billie: If there is anything for them to come clean about.
Crawford: Your daughter ran this character-assassination campaign against my son. And you use your job as head of security to cover up a crime.
Billie: There is no evidence that a crime has been committed.
Crawford: What about that contact lens? Police found it in the basement. That's all I have left of my son. I can only imagine how it came out of his eye.
Billie: I'm sorry for your pain --
Crawford: Aw, hell. Your daughter ran over a kid. That was in all the papers. It was her brother or something, wasn't it? Great parent you are.
Billie: I don't think this conversation is helping anyone.
Lochlan: I agree. I'd rather help uncover the truth. But if I find out there was any foul play or any kind of a cover-up, you're both out of a job and criminal charges will be pressed.
Billie: Nick... you see that? Whatever hell Ford Decker is in, he's gonna drag us right down with him unless you tell me what's going on.
Max: So, I'm heading out to run some errands. You can reach me on my cell or text me or whatever. Um...if you want me to pick up your books, I can do that, you know, go to the student union, pick up your mail, whatever you want.
Stephanie: Max... when I think about what could have happened between us if I wasn't so screwed up --
Max: Don't think about that right now. The future's a long way off. You got plenty of time to let things happen -- good things, lots of good things.
Stephanie: I know, it's -- everything's so weird now. Yeah, my whole life, okay, boys have been interested in me. I mean, in fourth grade, I hit Chuck Reynolds in the face with a dodge ball just 'cause he was staring at me. I guess that was my way of flirting. Now I can't even think about boys or dating or anything.
Max: Well, you know, if it makes you feel any better, you can hit me in the face with a dodge ball.
Stephanie: I just might do that.
Max: Oh, good. Look, let me give you a ride back to the Theta house.
Stephanie: No. There's no way I'm going there today.
Morgan: No way, Chelsea. This secret stays with us. There is no decision to make.
Cordy: We can never tell anyone what happened.
Chelsea: And you'd all be fine with that? You'd all be able to carry on like normal, go to lunch at the student union, go to class, practice for Greek Week, all the while knowing that you were responsible for a guy's death?
Morgan: We didn't kill him. It was an accident.
Chelsea: Exactly. I just think that his family has a right to bury him.
Ashley: What we got was justice.
Cordy: Amen to that.
Morgan: And may I remind you that it was your idea to exact that justice in the first place? We just followed your lead, Chelsea. You don't get to go and change your mind now.
Bo: Yeah. You are a damn good cop. But with you, me, Shawn all out there on the streets putting our lives on the line -- it's kind of risky.
Hope: What can I say? It's a family business, Brady. We're good. We'll stay safe.
Bo: If you say so.
Hope: And top priority is finding Claire.
Bo: Well, with all us Bradyís on the case, we can't help but find her.
Marlena: John's personality has been altered. His behavior is inconsistent with the man that I know. His memory has been wiped clean.
Dr. Carrington: Though he remembers the name Stefano.
Marlena: Yes, and I would say that his reaction to that indicates a strong internal conflict.
Dr. Carrington: Possibly.
Marlena: I'm sure of it.
Dr. Carrington: Okay, so, where are you going with this?
Marlena: John has certain qualities that I am sure can be accessed by traditional therapy and time. I know you're the doctor of record, but I would strongly suggest that you take him off all the medications.
Dr. Carrington: Well, I read the medical history in John's chart. If I truly believe he will not become violent, I will consider pulling back on the drugs.
Marlena: Thank you. Where do we go from here?
Dr. Carrington: Well, I do have another idea, but I don't think you're gonna like it.
Max: Steph, why don't you want to go to the sorority? It's not like Ford's body is still in the basement.
Stephanie: I know, thanks to you. It's... it's just... [Sighs] Chelsea arranged for an emergency meeting with the sisters. They're all gonna vote on whether or not to keep Ford's death a secret.
Max: What? Okay, we need to get over there right now.
Stephanie: No. I-I am so tired of all this. I just want it to end. I'm not going.
Max: Steph, you have no choice. You and Cordy were victims in all of this. Your votes should be the loudest. I know it's hard, but I also know that you are strong and you are brave when it really counts. Remember, we used to share a racetrack together. I mean, what does -- what does Chelsea think about all this?
Stephanie: She wants to go to the police. She seems to think that it will all be okay, but it won't be. Ford's dad is already on a rampage and determined to see us all behind bars. I don't know what to think. I suppose if anyone could help us, it is Chelsea. Her dad's a cop. Maybe she can explain to him it was an accident or self-defense or whatever.
Max: Bo's probably gonna do what's lawful and right. I know him. Look, you might be able to get off by telling the truth with the right lawyer, but I don't know. I might be able to call Frankie for advice.
Stephanie: Yeah, well, it's just that there's one person who might not get off as easily, no matter who represents us in court. That's you. You knew what you were doing that night, and you did it anyway.
Max: Stephanie --
Stephanie: I don't care what happens to me. All I care about is you.
Billie: So, what do you say, Nick? Let me help you. Tell me what you know.
Nick: Unfortunately I don't know any more than what Chelsea already told both of us. Ford came over. He slept off a night of drunkenness and he left.
Billie: You really want to stick to that?
Nick: I really need to get these lab reports graded and back to my students.
Billie: I am begging you. Clue me in. Otherwise we're all gonna get nailed to the wall.
Nick: I'm sorry, Billie. I wish I could help you. I canít.
Chelsea: Do any of you have any idea what it's like to lose a child? 'Cause I don't, not first-handedly, but I was there the entire time my dad and Hope mourned the loss of my little brother, Zack. And I know that Ford was sick and twisted. But I just think his family deserves some kind of closure. Because no matter what he was in life, he still deserves a proper burial.
Morgan: Ford was a disgusting rapist who deserved exactly what he got.
Chelsea: That's not the issue, Morgan.
Morgan: Of course it is. The way that I see it is somebody's dead, and I'm not going to waste one more minute with this on my conscience. Okay, it was an accident. Look, I say we just stick to our story, let all this die down, and move on with our lives.
Marlena: Okay, what is the idea that I'm going to hate?
Dr. Carrington: John needs more intensive therapy than we can provide here. Although your counsel may be relevant and perhaps even beneficial, obviously it would be inappropriate for you to treat your own husband.
Marlena: And what are you suggesting?
Dr. Carrington: We need to move John to the psychiatric ward if we hope to see any progress.
Marlena: You're right. You're right. I do hate the idea.
Dr. Carrington: But you must know it's for the best.
Marlena: I think we should consider other options.
Dr. Carrington: That time has passed. Clearly John nearly escaping under your watch only proves that we don't have the proper security intact on a regular hospital floor, even with a security guard on him 24-7.
Marlena: It does not mean --
Dr. Carrington: Nor do we have all the tools readily available to treat his condition. It's for the best.
Marlena: When are you thinking about moving him?
Dr. Carrington: I'm starting the paperwork right away. Look, you've been through a lot here, Dr. Evans. Yet you've maintained your professionalism despite the fact that this is your husband. I'm impressed.
Marlena: Thank you.
Dr. Carrington: I still want you to consult on John's case, but others will have to take over. I'll be in touch.
Marlena: Like hell they will.
Max: Hey... I love the fact that you're looking out for me, but this isn't about me. It never was.
Stephanie: I can't allow you to sacrifice yourself because of something that happened to me.
Max: It's not a matter of sacrificing. If you girls decide as a group to tell the truth, then whatever. I'll tell the truth, too.
Stephanie: And then what, we all end up behind bars? What does that gain for anyone?
Max: I don't know.
Stephanie: Look, even if Chelsea just gets off with a slap on the wrist, we will all be forced to go to trial. Cordy and I will have to relive every disgusting thing that Ford did to us. It will be public, and I'll be humiliated. I can't have his attorney attacking me, making me sound like the slut of Salem while our defense makes me re-create every disgusting thing that he did to me, how he held me down and ripped open my clothes and...
Max: It's okay. It's okay.
Stephanie: I can't go to the police. I canít.
Chelsea: Look, Morgan, I get where you're coming from, but it's not that simple. I know you're all probably thinking that I put you into this mess, so who am I to start lecturing.
Morgan: You got that right.
Chelsea: Yeah, well, I would probably feel the same way if I were in your shoes. But I'm trying to look at this realistically.
Ashley: So, what's your plan?
Chelsea: Honestly, I don't have one. But I do know that the cops are already suspicious of us. And I also know that they know that this was the last place that Ford was before he disappeared.
Morgan: Go on.
Chelsea: Okay. They already found the contact lens. You can bet they're gonna find other evidence. Look, we made a decision in the heat of the moment that, at the time, we thought was right. But let's face it, we are not master criminals. It's only a matter of time before they start finding other stuff and the truth comes out. And until then, the police are just gonna keep pressuring us and pressuring us until one of us cracks.
Carmen: Now I'm really scared because you're beginning to make sense.
Chelsea: Look, you guys can all hate me and even kick me out of the sorority if you want, but I just want you all to take a moment to really look at this and consider our options and what's best for us.
Morgan: What exactly are you suggesting?
Chelsea: I think that we should handle this the way we handle everything -- by taking a vote, the majority rules.
Hope: I wish we could do more to find Claire.
Bo: Crystal wants what's best for her. Otherwise she wouldn't have gotten that medicine. We found John. We'll find Claire.
Hope: From your mouth to God's ears. I wonder who my new partner will be.
Bo: New partner? Hadn't considered that.
Hope: Do I hear a little jealousy, possibly? Oh, my God! Beauregard Brady, you are. You're jealous.
Bo: Yeah, I suppose in a way I... I am kind of jealous, but not in a romantic way.
Hope: Well, I would hope not.
Bo: I like seeing your brain work, you know. You're cute when you're putting the pieces of the puzzle together. My little detective.
Hope: Little detective? Don't patronize me.
Bo: I'm not. I'm totally serious.
Hope: I'll still be around to brainstorm with.
Bo: I know. But it won't be the same. And it shouldn't be. You'll be working your own cases. Your head will be in sync with somebody else's.
Hope: Are you all right with this?
Bo: Yeah. Fine. You're great at what you do. You should get back to work. It'll just be a big change, that's all.
Hope: I think this family has proven that we can handle change.
Bo: Yeah. So, you're really gonna do this?
Hope: I'm really gonna do this.
Bo: Okay. Then I got your back. Come here.
Hope: Thank you. [Laughs]
Bo: Cop Ė
Billie: [Clears throat] Excuse me. Hi. Sorry to interrupt, but this is very important. Bo, your phone is off. I tried calling you.
Hope: I'm gonna go check in on John and Marlena. I'll see you at home.
Hope: See you later, Billie.
Bo: What's up?
Billie: It's Chelsea. I think she's in really, really big trouble.
Max: It's okay, Steph. It's okay. All right? You don't have to go to the police. I was just trying to let you know that I would be on your side no matter what you decided. You do what's best for you.
Stephanie: I'm not going to the police.
Max: So donít. That's fine. But don't let the other sorority sisters make that decision for you.
Stephanie: No one's gonna be on my side.
Max: So you show them your famous leadership skills.
Stephanie: I didn't know my skills were so famous.
Max: Well, I think they are.
Max: Look, we're gonna get through this together. It's that same competitive spirit we had on the racetrack that's gonna get us through this.
Stephanie: You make it sound like there's some hope.
Max: Are you ready for your first challenge?
Stephanie: Depends. What is it?
Max: Let me take you back to the sorority. Ford took away your ability to choose. Don't let Morgan and Chelsea do the same.
Morgan: Oh, hell no. A vote? This is not a reality show. We're talking about murder charges.
Chelsea: Charges that we can lessen if we come forward and tell the truth. Don't tell me that any of you were able to go home and enjoy the holidays without thinking about Decker once. I know you all better than that.
Carmen: Well, yeah, I thought about it.
Ashley: All I thought is he's too evil to live.
Cordy: Will this vote be a secret ballot?
Chelsea: It'll be just like our traditional vote. It'll be really simple, all right? We'll use playing cards. Each of us will get one, and we'll lay it on the coffee table. Face up means that we hold our heads up high and we tell the truth. And face down means that we say nothing. Morgan, you can pick first.
Marlena: Oh, John. I know you are in there. We are a team. We are going to fight this together.
[Door opens] [Knock on door]
Hope: Hi. Sorry. Is there anything I can do?
Marlena: No, no, they're... moving him to the psych ward.
Hope: Well, that's good news, right? You can treat him.
Marlena: No, actually I canít. Dr. Carrington won't allow it.
Hope: Well, wait a second. What's that look? What are you going to do?
Marlena: I don't know. I don't know. But I know him better than anybody knows him. Even Dr. Carrington said that.
Hope: Okay, so?
Marlena: So... I am going to get to John. And I don't care what anybody says or what anybody else does.
Hope: Just promise me you'll be careful.
Marlena: I will.
Hope: Oh, Marlena. I trust you. I'll help you if you need it.
Marlena: Thank you. I think I'll do this by myself.
Hope: Let me know if you need anything, okay?
Marlena: Yeah, thanks. John, wake up. It's Marlena. Wake up. I've got to talk to you. Come on. Come on. Come on. Wake up, baby. Wake up. John. John. Come on. Come on. Shake it off.
Billie: So, now on top of Ford's disappearance, we have Crawford Decker and Dean Lochlan accusing Nick and Chelsea of withholding evidence or worse.
Bo: Aw, hell.
Billie: Yeah. Oh, and did I forget to mention they're investigating me for orchestrating a cover-up.
Billie: Bo, Nick and Chelsea know something. But they're not telling me a thing. That Ford kid was trouble. And I have a big, big suspicion that our daughter is in the middle of it all somehow.
Bo: Yeah. I think your instincts about it are correct.
Billie: What do you know?
Bo: On Christmas she was acting pretty strange, talking to Hope about how parents miss their kids during the holidays. She tried to pass it off as missing Zack, but it was about something else. She was constantly looking over her shoulder, you know, feeling paranoid. I haven't seen her like that in a couple of years.
Billie: Well, whatever Chelsea's involvement is in all this, it's deep.
Bo: Yeah. And it's not good.
Stephanie: Hey. Thank you for bringing me here and talking me into doing this, but, um, I guess now it's time for me to stand on my own two feet.
Max: Yeah. Well, um... here. This, uh, kept me alive while we were racing. Sort of a good-luck thing.
Stephanie: Thank you.
Stephanie: What's going on?
Chelsea: I guess you didn't get my message. We're all taking a vote on whether or not to go to the police and tell them the truth about Ford. And we're using playing cards. Face up means that we hold our heads up high and go to the police. And face down means we hold them in shame and say nothing.
Stephanie: If we tell the truth, Ford becomes the victim in all of this. He'll be painted as a poor college student who was murdered by a bunch of sorority girls.
Chelsea: Stephanie, we've already decided, okay? We're doing majority rules. The girls know both sides of the story, and they have a right to make up their own mind.
Stephanie: They know both sides of the story? I don't think they know the whole story, Chelsea. Look, is it fair for Cordy and me to have to go through trial and be painted as the campus sluts?
Morgan: Why would you have to take the stand?
Stephanie: Because he did it to me, too. The night I moved in to the sorority house, Ford Decker raped me.
Morgan: Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
Morgan: Oh, my God. And you kept it a secret this long?
Stephanie: Just listen. I didn't want to come here and confront all of you, okay? But I finally got the guts to say something. I finally found the strength to make the most important decision facing me right now. If you tell the cops everything, you ruin Cordy's life and mine. No one in this room has the right to do that. Anyone else?
Morgan: Okay. It looks like we've reached a consensus. Anyone disagree?
Stephanie: Thank you. We're doing the right thing, I promise.
Cordy: Yeah, I couldn't bear to tell --
Morgan: And you won't have to, okay? Majority rules. Look, we're sticking to our story. We are not going to tell the cops anything about Ford.
Chelsea: This is a bad idea. Stephanie, I have made a ton of mistakes in my life. But you are making the biggest one right now. Nobody's gonna think less of either one of you if you come forward. Out of everybody, I'm the one risking the most here. I was with him when he fell.
Stephanie: You wanted a vote, right? [Doorbell rings] We voted.
Detective: I'm a detective with the Salem Police Department. I'm investigating the disappearance of Ford Decker. Can we come in?
Carmen: Of course. Yeah. Come in.
Detective: Interrupting anything here?
Stephanie: Just a game.
Detective: My men and I are gonna need to interview each of you in regards to your relationship to Ford Decker.
Stephanie: We already told the police everything that we know.
Detective: We'll see. I'm gonna need your name, by the way, actually.
Carmen: Yes. Carmen.
Detective: Carmen what?
Billie: I'm really sorry that I have to drag you in to all this. I know you got a lot on your plate right now with Claire and John.
Bo: Hey, my plate is never too full for family.
Billie: You're a great dad.
Billie: No, I'm serious. This parenting thing is tough. It's good to know I don't have to do it all by myself.
Bo: Yeah. Well, we'll find out what's going on with our daughter.
Marlena: John, wake up. Wake up. Come on. Come on. John. John. Talk to me. What were you saying to me before?
John: My mission.
Marlena: Yes. The mission. The mission. Tell me about that. Tell me about that. Come on. Talk about that. John! Okay. Don't you worry. I will snap you out of this. And nobody... nobody is going to stand in my way.
Nick: So, you decided not to tell the police? That is a big mistake.
Bo: The Alpha Chi Theta Sorority -- they're involved.
Detective: Yeah, and I think they're all lying.
Chloe: Wait, wait, wait. Stop. Scroll back.
Shawn D.: This could be the key to finding out where they took my daughter.
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