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Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 1/24/08 - Canada; Friday 1/25/08 - U.S.A.

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Kayla: [Laughs]

Stephanie: Papa, Mom, you shouldn't be doing that in public.

Steve: What do you mean, this?

Stephanie: Stop. Seriously, it's not even funny.

Steve: Okay. I think we should tell her.

Kayla: I don't think it's really the right time.

Steve: Come on.

Stephanie: I'm not sure I want to know.

Steve: Oh, you're gonna want to know this. By next year...this time next year, you could be a big sister. What's the matter, Stephanie?

Kayla: You know, I think we should talk about something else. She obviously has her mind somewhere else.

Stephanie: Yeah, sorry.

Steve: What's the matter? Boy trouble?

Stephanie: What?

Steve: No, it couldn't be boy trouble. Only boy trouble you ever had was you're so beautiful, you have to fight them off.

Chelsea: I'm gonna go.

Nick: Wait.

Chelsea: She's in there with her parents.

Nick: So we'll wait until her parents leave. You need to talk to her.

Chelsea: We've already been over it, Nick. We voted.

Nick: Things change, all right? You can change her mind and make her go to the police.

Chelsea: No, I canít. Forget it. This was just a bad idea.

Nick: Hey, don't be afraid.

Man: Hold on. What do you want?

Shawn D.: I'm just here to pick something up. I'm just here to pick up the little girl. That's it.

John: [Sighs]

Dr. Carrington: Continue, please, Mr. Black.

John: Have I won anything yet?

Dr. Carrington: Continue, please, Mr. Black.

John: I think I've mastered this level. I'm ready for the next.

Dr. Carrington: Continue, please, Mr. Black.

John: You're as boring as this damn game.

Dr. Carrington: It's hardly a game.

John: Tell you what -- if your pretty assistant wants to come over here and help me out, I will be more than happy to continue.

Dr. Carrington: Continue, please, Mr. Black.

John: Want to bring your pretty little fingers over here and push my button? It's easy. I'll teach you.

Carla: I think I can figure it out.

Dr. Carrington: We're going to continue with the test now, Mr. Black.

John: No idea how much fun you're missing. Ready for round two and whatever's behind that curtain, Bob.

Roman: All right, you know what? Let's try this again. Highway 62, right? No! No, damn it! No, try again. All right, are you getting this straight? I want anything, anything that will bring that little girl home. You got that? We can't let this start getting cold. I don't give a damn! Put a few more men on it, all right? Do what the hell you've got to do.

Marlena: Wow. Roman, I'm sorry, but I need to see one of your prisoners.

Roman: Yeah, I know. I know, Doc. Stefano DiMera.

Marlena: Yeah.

Roman: Why'd you bring your bag?

John: I really think we need to make this a team test. What do you say? You and me against the doctor?

Dr. Carrington: Please.

John: I know, I know. Continue. You sure you want to be on his team? He's really boring. Come on. I know we can beat him. I got a strategy.

Dr. Carrington: I think you're becoming a distraction, Carla.

John: Carla. Ah, yes, Carla, I knew that was your name. Come on, don't go. I know we can take him. Now, you just get him from behind and I'll -- well, I'll just sit here handcuffed to these rails.

Sami: Hey, hey. How is he?

Carla: He's being tested.

Sami: Yeah, no, I understand that. I'm family. Come on, you can tell me how he is.

Carla: Feel free to ask the doctor when he's finished.

John: So, Bob...what does your little test tell you about me?

Dr. Carrington: Continue.

John: Continue, please... Mr. Black.

Marlena: Roman, I have access.

Roman: Yeah, I know. Salem P.D. Psychiatric Consultant. And your bag?

Marlena: I'm a doctor. I have some meds.

Roman: What for, Doc?

Marlena: Just in case Stefano slips into anaphylactic shock.

Roman: So you think Stefano might get bit by a bee while he's sitting in jail. Is that it?

Marlena: Roman, if I'm, um, talking to him, I want him to be aware of his surroundings. And if I'm asking him questions and he feels reluctant to answer me...I might have something in my bag that might make him feel a little more cooperative.

Roman: And you think you might be able to get some inform-- you know what? Forget I said that. You just might be able to help. Okay, Marlena.

Marlena: Thank you, Roman.

Roman: Do me a big favor, though.

Marlena: Sure.

Roman: Try to do it by the book. I'll get you cleared.

[Cellphone rings]

Dr. Carrington: Hello?

Marlena: Dr. Carrington, it's Dr. Evans.

Dr. Carrington: Yes, Dr. Evans.

Marlena: Have you finished your testing?

Dr. Carrington: Yes, I was just reviewing the results.

Marlena: And?

Dr. Carrington: Well, he has no emotions whatsoever. He pressed the key with the same intensity no matter what we're showing to him. None of the photos evoked any response whatsoever, or rather they all evoked the same response, and that's not normal.

Marlena: No, it's not good. He does show anger. That certainly is an emotion.

Dr. Carrington: Yes, that's true, but that doesn't match his profile, at least according to this test.

Marlena: We've got to find out what's been done to him. I'm working on that right now.

Dr. Carrington: Does this have anything to do with the meeting you were telling me about? Would you care to fill me in?

Marlena: Dr. Carrington, uh, hello? Hello?

Dr. Carrington: Hello?

Marlena: Are you there? I'm having such a hard time hearing you. Hello.

Roman: It's all set.

Marlena: Great. Thank you, Roman.

Man: No I.D.?

Shawn D.: I was told not to carry any. I'm just here to pick up the little girl. That's it.

Man: Who sent you?

Shawn D.: Stefano DiMera.

Man: Hmm. Okay.

Shawn D.: [Grunts]

Chloe: Are you okay?

Shawn D.: Yeah. What are you doing here?

Chloe: You were having some trouble. I came in to see if you needed some help.

Shawn D.: I had the guy just where I wanted him.

Chloe: I could see that.

Shawn D.: You were supposed to keep a look out.

Chloe: I was. I looked out and I looked in. What happened?

Shawn D.: I told the guy that Stefano sent me and he went ballistic.

Chloe: I thought they were working for Stefano.

Shawn D.: It's obvious the guy doesn't care much for him.

Chloe: Well, if they're not working for Stefano, who exactly are we dealing with?

Rob: Stefano's enemies.

Chelsea: "Don't be afraid," Nick? How can I be?

Nick: I'm here for you.

Chelsea: I know.

Nick: I thought you said you wanted to go through with this.

Chelsea: I do. I did. I'm just having second thoughts. I mean, the girls all said that they wanted to keep it a secret, and Stephanie doesn't want anybody to know what Ford did to her.

Nick: They'll understand once the truth comes out.

Chelsea: No, they wonít. Nick, they're gonna be furious. We're all gonna be in trouble, and everybody's gonna hate me for it.

Steve: I'm sorry, baby. What did I say? Hey, hey. Wait, wait, wait. What is it, baby? I've always joked around with you like that. I didn't mean anything. What's the matter, baby girl?

Kayla: I think we should tell him.

Steve: Tell me what?

Shawn D.: You're the guy in the van. Get out, call 911. Where's my daughter?

Rob: She's safe.

Shawn D.: I don't think you heard what I said. I want my daughter now. I said where is my daughter?! Give her to me!

Stefano: Ahh.

Roman: You know what we did today?

Stefano: You beat up an innocent civilian.

Roman: We fired two guards.

Stefano: Oh, what a shame.

Roman: How much were you paying them to bring in your gourmet meals, cellphone, among other things?

Stefano: Oh, shame on you. Roman, don't you think they could have done it out of the goodness of their hearts?

Roman: Good times are over, Stefano. I will be very close by if you need me.

Stefano: Behind the mirror, I assume. Well, I'm delighted to see you, Marlena.

Marlena: You won't be.

Carla: Mrs. DiMera? The doctor said it's okay if you come in now. Just please don't get too close.

Sami: Thanks. Hi. I know you don't remember me, but I'm gonna be going away for a while and...I just wanted to come say goodbye.

John: Wait. I think I do remember you.

Nick: Don't worry about losing your friends. They'll understand.

Chelsea: I'd be doing this behind their backs.

Nick: This is the right thing to do. Secrets like this will ruin your relationships with each other. It'll drive you guys apart. Telling the truth is the only way out of this. You'll deal with the repercussions together, and then you'll move on together.

Chelsea: I'm not so sure Steph will.

Steve: What are you talking about? Tell me what?

Stephanie: I canít.

Kayla: Something happened to her.

Steve: What do you mean? Did someone hurt you? Stephanie...tell papa what happened.

Stephanie: Papa...

Steve: Come on, baby. You're safe.

Stephanie: [Crying]

Steve: What?

Kayla: She...she was raped, Steve.

Stephanie: [Sobbing]

Kayla: Shh, shh, shh.

Chloe: I can't see them. Yes, I'll stay on the line, but please hurry.

Shawn D.: [Grunting] Where is she?

Rob: Back off. Get your hands off me.

Shawn D.: Or what? Are you gonna shoot me?

Rob: Yeah.

Shawn D.: Am I messing up your plan here?

Rob: You and your father already did that. We were gonna get on that boat and get Claire and Belle to safety. Belle got away, but we still have Claire. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be leaving.

Shawn D.: Well, the plans have changed. The new plan is you tell me where Claire is and I'll let you walk out of here.

Rob: You're forgetting -- I'm the one with the gun.

Shawn D.: No, I'm not leaving until you tell me where my daughter is.

Rob: Get out of my way.

Shawn D.: No.

Rob: I'll kill you.

Shawn D.: Go ahead, do it.

Rob: You don't think I will?

Shawn D.: No, because if you really are Stefano DiMera's enemy and you're out to protect Claire and look out for her best interest, you're not gonna want to put a bullet in her father's chest.

Rob: I've got a job to do, and you're not gonna stop me.

Shawn D.: That's not how it's gonna work out.

Rob: Really? Tell me how it's gonna work out.

Shawn D.: You're gonna lower that gun, and you're gonna tell me where my daughter is.

Rob: And what if I don't?

Shawn D.: I'm gonna beat the living crap out of you till you do.

Rob: You're leaving out a minor detail -- the gun. [Sirens wail] You're on the wrong end of it.

Stefano: [Sighs] [Clears throat] You're wasting your time...as well as money.

Marlena: You have somewhere to go?

Stefano: Eh. The police tried to break me down, but, alas, I have nothing, no information to give them.

Marlena: Maybe you'll open up to me.

Stefano: Really? [Chuckles] What are you going to do, Marlena? Are you going to torture me? Huh? I'm surprised. I didn't think you liked that sort of thing.

Marlena: I'm gonna give you exactly what John got. Maybe a little more.

Stefano: And what would that be?

Marlena: Sodium Pentothal.

Stefano: Ah. So, how did John react to your truth serum?

Marlena: He told us about his mission. When I mentioned your name, he began to scream.

Stefano: [Laughs] Bravo, John.

Marlena: So you'll be getting what John got.

Stefano: And then you think I will just break apart like a cheap toy, huh?

Marlena: That's the plan.

Stefano: Hmm.

Abe: Did I miss anything?

Roman: Well, she hasn't really started yet.

Stefano: Do you realize that this exercise is pointless?

Marlena: Why is that?

Stefano: Because I am immune to truth agents, same as your friend John.

Marlena: Well, I guess we'll just have to see.

Abe: Are they talking about what I think they're talking about?

Roman: Sodium Pentothal -- truth serum.

Abe: Yeah, I know what it is. But she -- she can't do that.

Roman: Why not? She's a doctor.

Abe: We can't just be giving people truth serum.

Roman: Abe, I will do whatever it takes to get Claire back.

Abe: You're right. You're right. We've got to get that SOB to talk. You know, can someone become immune to Sodium Pentothal?

Roman: We're about to find out.

John: Yes, I know you. Come a little closer. I wish I could remember more, but I...I recognize that face.

Sami: Well, I guess there's every reason you should. I was a pain in your butt for a lot of years.

John: I don't believe that for a second, not with a smile like that.

Sami: [Chuckles] Oh, John, I missed you so much. When we thought --

John: I know. But, hey, here I am.

Sami: Yeah. You know, they, um...they said that I shouldn't get too close, but I would really love to give you a hug.

John: Go for it.

Carla: Aah!

Sami: Would it be okay if I gave you a hug?

John: Yeah, I'd like that.

Sami: Okay. You have no idea how awesome it is to see you. You were -- you are like a second dad to me. And I'm sorry for being such a jerk to you.

John: Doesn't matter anymore.

Steve: Who? Who? You got to tell me who. Huh?

Stephanie: Ford Decker. He drugged me and --

Steve: He drugged you?

Kayla: Shh. Shh!

Steve: This Ford Decker, was this the kid who disappeared?

Stephanie: Yeah.

Steve: So this must have happened a long time ago.

Stephanie: It was about three months ago.

Steve: Well, he better be dead because if he's not...

Kayla: Shh, Steve, come on.

Steve: ...I'm gonna kill him!

Kayla: Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Steve: Kayla, you knew about this. Did you know about this?

Stephanie: It's my fault. I told her not to say anything because I knew how you would act.

Steve: Right. Oh, Kayla, I mean, a thing like this, you know, I need to know what's going on with my daughter. You don't keep a thing like this from me because you're afraid of how I'm gonna react. I mean, we're a family.

Kayla: I'm sorry.

Steve: Don't be sorry. Nobody be sorry. Are you getting help, baby? Are you getting help?

Stephanie: Yeah.

Steve: When I saw you at the hospital, remember that time? Were you -- were you there to see a counselor?

Stephanie: Yeah, she's helped a lot.

Steve: Did she tell you that what happened to you was not your fault? Did she tell you that?

Stephanie: Yeah. She's been really good.

Steve: And did she tell you not to be ashamed? Did she make that clear?

Stephanie: I just -- I didn't want you to think that...I was somehow ruined.

Steve: Oh, baby. You could never be ruined. Nothing could ever ruin you. You're my baby girl. This is a sick world. I wanted to protect you from all the bad things. Why couldn't I do that? Why couldn't I do that? I'm sorry, baby. Oh, baby. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, baby.

Stephanie: I love you, Papa.

Nick: All right, let's go inside and wait for her parents to leave.

Chelsea: Nick, she looks like she was crying. She doesn't have to -- I have to go.

Nick: What? Chelsea?

Abe: Well, he's out of it.

Roman: Showtime. [Beep] All right, let's hope we get something.

Marlena: What is your name?

Stefano: Stefano DiMera.

Marlena: Do you know John Black?

Stefano: Yes, I know him.

Marlena: How long have you known him?

Stefano: Many years.

Marlena: Do you like John Black?

Stefano: No.

Marlena: He was a guest at your mansion. Is that right?

Stefano: Yes.

Marlena: Why was he there? Answer. Why was John Black at your mansion?

Roman: Well, at least she got out of him that he doesn't like John. That's more than we got.

Marlena: You gave John Black a mission. What was that? Answer. What was the mission?

Stefano: [Mumbles]

Marlena: Louder. What was the mission?

Stefano: Seek, destroy, revenge.

Marlena: And who was he meant to destroy?

Stefano: He will not stop... until he finds his targets and eliminates them.

[Sirens wailing] [Tires screech]

Shawn D.: Where's my daughter?

Rob: Help me!

Shawn D.: He kidnaped my daughter! Let me go!

Rob: Don't let him go.

Officer: Don't move.

Steve: Now, you listen to your papa. What happened to you is not your fault. It doesn't change who you are. You hear me?

Stephanie: Yeah.

Steve: You are beautiful, sweet girl. And you'll always be our wonderful daughter.

Kayla: Who's that?

Stephanie: Ford's dad.

Kayla: What?

Steve: This guy? Hey, I'm Steve Johnson. I need to talk to you about what your son did.

Crawford: Please, I know what my son has been accused of.

Steve: Are you gonna try to tell me he didn't do it?

Crawford: I don't believe he did anything. His mother and I are in the minority, but he is my son and he's been missing for weeks. No sign of him, no trace of him, except for a single contact lens.

Steve: Well, that's not our problem.

Crawford: I'm asking you. I'm pleading with you to tell me what happened to him.

Stephanie: How should I know?

Steve: Wait, wait. Why are you talking to her? Don't talk to her.

Crawford: I just talked to the police who are handling this case. They told me all the girls at your sorority house refuse to talk.

Stephanie: We talked. We told the police everything.

Steve: Stephanie, you talked to the police? You tell me what happened.

Stephanie: Ford came over drunk and he passed out. In the morning, he left. That's it. We told you. We told the police. We told everyone. That's what happened.

Crawford: My wife has been sick ever since he didn't show up for Christmas. This morning, I had to take her to the hospital, not knowing what happened to our boy. It's gonna kill her.

Stephanie: I'm sorry. I can't feel pain for your son.

Chelsea: I am not saying anything to his dad.

Nick: I'm not asking you to. I'm just asking you to look at him. That guy didn't do anything to you. He may not have been the best parent in the world, but his son is dead. His son is dead and he doesn't know. No parent deserves that. Nobody does. It's time for you to tell the truth.

Shawn D.: [Grunting] Get off.

Officer: Are you okay, sir?

Shawn D.: Is he okay?

Officer: You didn't get hit with a stun gun.

Chloe: You got it all wrong. I'm the one who made the 911 call. This guy kidnaped his daughter.

Shawn D.: Tell me where Claire is, you son of a bitch! Tell me where she is, damn it!

John: I would love to be able to hug you back.

Sami: I know. Me too. But don't worry. You're gonna get out of here soon, okay? Um, I'm so sorry that I have to go. I have kind of a big day ahead. But the next time I see you, you're gonna remember everything. I'm sure of it.

Stefano: This woman is your mission... your destiny.

John: Ah, the mission. The mission. The mission.

Marlena: What is the target? Where is the target? Who is the target?

Stefano: Oh, my head.

Marlena: Oh. You have a headache?

Stefano: Yes.

Marlena: Good.

Abe: All right, take him to solitary.

Roman: No more pheasant under glass, Stefano. I'm sorry about that. So, what do you think, Doc?

Marlena: I don't think we will get anything else out of him.

Roman: Yeah, that's my thinking. Do you think you can get more out of him tomorrow or the next day?

Abe: Look, there is not gonna be a next day. I got his lawyer breathing down my neck. We've used up most of his 72 hours. If we don't charge him, he's gonna walk.

Roman: Well, even if we do charge him, I think he walks.

Abe: Oh, you're right. What judge is going to set a bail that he can't afford?

Roman: Well, I don't know, but the chances are that he will set a bail are slim to -- I don't know -- none.

Abe: He'll be sitting in the back of his limo laughing at us.

Roman: Yeah.

Marlena: I wouldn't dress for it.

Chloe: Shawn, they're taking Rob down to the station. You're going, right?

Shawn D.: Yeah, just a minute. Officer, can you shine your light right there, please? Yeah, yeah, right -- right there. [Grunts]

Stephanie: Your son raped me. I hate him.

Crawford: Whatever my son did or did not do is irrelevant at this point.

Steve: "Irrelevant"? Did you hear what she just said?

Crawford: I am his father. I'm just begging you to tell me if you know where he is.

Kayla: Baby, you should tell him if you know anything.

Stephanie: I don't know anything.

Chelsea: I do. I'm sorry, sir, but Ford is dead.

Shawn D.: Cells are crowded in here, big boy. A lot of thugs looking for love, so talk.

Roman: Who's this?

Shawn D.: It's one of the guys who kidnaped Claire.

Roman: All right, I'll take care of this guy. We'll have a little talk with him, see if he knows where we might find Claire.

Shawn D.: Good luck.

Roman: Whoa. Did you do this?

Chloe: He had a gun. He said he was gonna shoot Shawn.

Roman: Okay.

Rob: "Okay"? He beat me up. I didn't do a thing.

Roman: Got it. Okay, Shawn, why don't you go on home --

Rob: Go home? The man physically assaulted me. I'm gonna make sure you --

Roman: You're only gonna do one thing. Do you understand that? You're gonna tell us where Claire is. Strong, silent type, huh? That's not gonna do you much good here.

Sami: I know you don't remember me.

John: I recognize that face.

Sami: Oh, John.

John: The mission. Stefano -- the mission!

Marlena: [Clears throat] I'd like to see the prisoner, please.

Officer: Hey, wake up. Wow, he's really out.

Marlena: Yes, he is, isn't he? Um, I'd just like a couple of minutes with him alone.

Officer: Good luck.

Marlena: Thanks. Sleeping well? Aspirin? No, no, no, that wasn't aspirin. Those were sleeping pills... you horrible, evil, arrogant, pompous ass. For what you did to my husband, to me, to the people that I love...we will just call it all even...after this.

Abe: Does this mean you're coming back?

Hope: I don't think I ever really left.

Roman: Welcome back, Detective Brady.

Crawford: You killed my son?

Stefano.: You're insane.

Marlena: No, this is the most sane thing I have ever done.

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