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Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 1/29/08 - Canada; Wednesday 1/30/08 - U.S.A.
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Cordy: We are in so much trouble.
Chelsea: Yeah, well, I'm the only one that they're gonna blame for killing Ford.
Stephanie: We were all involved.
Chelsea: Yeah, but I'm the only one that confessed. By wish that happened and let me help you. Now the police want to talk to you.
Chelsea: Mom, we were scared. We tried to get everybody to believe us about what he was doing, but nobody would. Then suddenly he shows up at our house and then he's lying dead at the base of the stairs? How's that supposed to look?
Billie: Well, it would have looked a lot less guilty if you hadn't buried him in your basement.
Cordy: Yeah, but he's not in the basement anymore.
Billie: Wait a minute. That's a really good point. Without the body...they can't prove that you did anything.
Stephanie: Except Chelsea told Ford's dad that we moved the body.
Morgan: Yeah, but no one said anything to the police, so we can just say Mr. Decker's lying.
Chelsea: No, we're not gonna say that anybody's lying. We're not gonna lie anymore, okay? I just want this whole thing to go away.
Billie: It's not gonna go away.
Stephanie: Max, it's Steph. Not so good. Listen, we're at the police station, and, of course, they're gonna want to know everything. Okay. I'll tell them. Bye.
Morgan: What did he say?
Stephanie: He said that he's never going to tell anyone where he put the body.
Shawn D.: I thought the plane was supposed to be ready to go in an hour.
Philip: I'm sorry. We should have taken off right away. I'm sure we could have gotten at least part of the way to Ireland with a leaking hydraulic line.
Shawn D.: If you would have had your boys check the thing out after you're done using it, it would be ready to go whenever you want.
Philip: I guess the preflight check would have to be renamed the after-flight check.
Chloe: Hey, stop it. We're supposed to be working here together. Let's try to make this as easy as we can.
Belle: Yeah, why don't we try to remember that this isn't about you two? This is about Claire. Can we focus on that, please?
Chloe: Do you think we'll find Brady there, too?
Shawn D.: I don't know, Chloe. But I hope so.
Chloe: So do I..
Chloe: Brady and I had been having fights, really bad ones, the kind that the neighbors call the police over. And all I could think was that if the cops came over and saw all that blood and that Brady was gone --
Philip: You'd be their number-one suspect.
Philip: So you were just protecting yourself. Nice.
Chloe: No, I was at first, but now I am protecting Brady. That's why I had to lie before.
Philip: You've lost me.
Chloe: I got a warning.
Philip: What kind of warning? From who?
Chloe: I don't know. Whoever took him. I've been looking for him, showing his pictures, going door to door. And then one day, I came home and I found a note telling me to back off and stop asking questions or you'll never see your husband again.
Philip: And that's it? No ransom demands or anything like that?
Chloe: No, I wish there would have been. At least I would have known what to do to help him, but I didn't know what to do. I was really scared, and I don't want to do anything to put him in any more danger.
Bo: [Irish accent] Beautiful Irish countryside. Don't you think?
Hope: Yeah, the view from this car is spectacular. Oh, my God. We are so lost. I think you took the wrong turn about a mile or so back.
Bo: [Normal voice] I have just been following --
Hope: Brady, if you had just been driving on the right side of the road, we wouldn't have had to swerve out of the way of that oncoming truck.
Bo: I was driving on the right side of the road.
Hope: The correct side of the road is what I meant to say.
Bo: They got things backwards here.
Hope: Okay, we just need to figure out which way to go, okay? Wait a second. As lost as we are, I believe we're on the right road, though. Kinnese Gary Road. Yeah, that's what Nigel said from Interpol.
Bo: You're sure?
Hope: Well, I'm looking at it, and, yes, right down on the right should be a pub with the best gooseberry crumble this side of Balbriggan. That's what Nigel said anyway.
Bo: Gooseberry c-- that doesn't sound too appetizing.
Hope: Just go with the flow, okay? [Cellphone ringing] [Horn honks]
Bo: Easy for you to say.
Hope: Just slow down, okay?
Bo: The guy was on –
Hope: Just pay attention. Hello? Yes? Yes.
Bo: Is that Interpol?
Hope: Thank you. Crystal's in a town called New Ross.
Bo: New Ross, okay.
John: This is it. Obbin Bed-and-Breakfast in New Ross.
Marlena: I thought you said it was Father Obbin.
John: Priest before a saint, I assume. Anyway, a good place to start. This is Obbin's hometown. Target's here. I can feel it. Anybody here?
Marlena: Maybe they're around back, hmm?
John: Stay here. I'll have a look.
Marlena: No. You're not getting out of my sight.
Marlena: John...as much as I would hate to do it, one false move, and I will take you down. And once you're down... I will use... these... to control your every...move.
Man: Yeah, can I help you?
Marlena: Uh, yes. We were hoping to find a place to stay for a night or two.
Man: We're full.
John: Doesn't look like it.
Man: Yeah, well, everyone's asleep.
John: Then you won't mind if I quietly have a look around.
Man: I said no. Get out of here.
John: You hear that? Got something to hide?
Bo: Did Crystal have Claire?
Bo: Okay, which way to New Ross?
Hope: Turn around. Hold on a second. Just continue straight on this road.
Bo: How far?
Hope: 35 kilometers. How far is that in miles?
Bo: A little over 20.
Hope: Okay, bear with me. Balynungree to Garinsfaby. Left on...r700 to Ringwood, then Kylemore. And then New Ross is just over the River Barrow.
Bo: Okay. You navigate, I'll, um...I'll stay on the left side of the road.
Belle: You keep looking at me.
Shawn D.: So?
Shawn D.: I don't know.
Philip: The pilot says we have a pretty good tail wind. We should get in about a half-hour earlier than we thought.
Shawn D.: That's great news. That's a half-hour less I have to spend on this plane with you.
Philip: You can get out any time you want, buddy.
Belle: Hey, this trip is about Claire, okay? Why do you have to keep going after each other?
Shawn D.: Habit.
Belle: I thought you two settled your differences.
Shawn D.: Why? Because we decided to travel together to find Claire?
Belle: Yeah, that's what I thought.
Shawn D.: Well, then, you're very naive. Things like this aren't settled that easily, not between phil and me and not between us, either.
Stephanie: Max said he's not gonna tell anyone where the body is. He won't even tell me where it is.
Billie: Our main concern here is to keep you guys out of prison. I mean, for God sakes, someone died in your house and you didn't tell anyone about it.
Stephanie: Okay, we screwed up.
Stephanie: But that doesn't make us criminals, Billie.
Chelsea: Why do I feel like one?
Morgan: Look, I don't want to go to prison.
Cordy: That monster raped me and Steph and fell down and died. And now we're gonna get pounded by our own legal system.
Billie: Listen, that's not gonna happen. Now, you girls just need to stay calm and stay quiet. Roman's gonna come in here. He's gonna ask you some questions, none of which you have to answer without an attorney present. Okay? It's gonna be okay. Don't worry.
Chelsea: Right. What could we possibly have to worry about?
Billie: Hi, Roman.
Billie: What did you want to see the girls about?
Roman: Crawford Decker is pretty upset, and apparently he's got some juice with the D.A.
Billie: What does that mean?
Roman: I'm sorry. I hate to do this.
Crawford: Did you tell them?
Roman: The D.A. signed an arrest warrant. Chelsea, there's nothing I can do. You are going to be charged with the murder of Ford Decker.
Roman: I am very sorry, Chelsea, but you are going to be charged with murder.
Crawford: You should be so proud.
Billie: I am proud. And she is no murderer.
Crawford: That's not up to you, is it? We'll just leave that up to the courts.
Stephanie: Ford's death was not our fault. He was trying to make Chelsea his next victim when he fell.
Crawford: I don't want to hear anything more from you, you little slut.
Billie: Hey, how dare you?
Stephanie: I am so sick of you!
Roman: Come here.
Crawford: Get your hands off of me.
Roman: I will do whatever the hell I choose to do to you. Don't ever call her that again. Do you understand what I'm saying? You're walking a fine line here. Be very careful.
Stephanie: Ford came from you. He probably learned it from you. How many women have you raped, Mr. Decker?
Roman: Stephanie, calm down. I repeat, be very careful.
Crawford: Or what?
Roman: I will throw you in jail just for starters.
Crawford: On what charges?
Roman: I'll come up with something.
Chelsea: I didn't murder him. It was an accident. You have to believe that.
Crawford: I don't believe that. I believe you pushed him down the stairs.
Belle: [Clears throat] Chloe, could you give us a minute, please? What can I do to settle this?
Shawn D.: I don't know.
Belle: Shawn, Philip's been our friend forever. I care about him.
Shawn D.: I don't sleep with everybody that I care about.
Belle: I was weak. I screwed up, okay?
Hope: We're getting closer to finding her.
Hope: Why the look?
Bo: I'm worried about Chelsea.
Hope: So am I. But she's gonna be all right. Brady, she didn't do anything wrong. There are no grounds for anything. She'll call us if she needs us. But right now, we really need to focus on finding Claire.
Bo: Okay. You sure we're on the right road?
Hope: Well, what road are we supposed to be on anyway?
Bo: Well, we're on r700.
Hope: R700? What? How did we end up on that road?
Bo: By following your directions.
Hope: If we were following my directions, we wouldn't be on r7-- Brady, after you turned left on, uh, Kinnese Lad -- Tinnisladd-- Laddie?
Bo: It was a right, not a left. You told me to go right.
Hope: No, I said left. See, some men never listen to their wives. I said left, not right. Tinnisladdie.
Bo: Yeah. Right.
Hope: We're going the wrong way.
Bo: Just find Kilton. We got to go through Kilton.
Hope: All right, just be patient with me, all right? It seems like every road now is named Kilton.
Bo: Yep, you had the map upside down.
Hope: I did not have the map upside down.
Bo: Slow down. What did that sign say?
Hope: I couldn't see it. New Ross -- 25 kilometers.
Bo: I was looking at the -- good. We're headed the right direction. I'm navigating. We're head--
[Cellphone rings] headed the right direction. Brady. What? Yeah, we're on our way. Just keep us posted. New Ross police. They lost Crystal.
Hope: What do we do now?
Bo: Find her. We'll go door to door if we have to.
Shawn D.: I don't think that weakness is a very good excuse. And I'm sorry if I have a problem being only one of the guys that you're in love with.
Belle: I'm not in love with Philip. I – I slept with him, I guess, because we still had some unresolved feelings for each other, but it was a mistake. It was a big mistake. Shawn, I love you and only you, and I want to build a life with you and Claire and any other kids we might have.
Marlena: John, we need to go.
John: Thank you very much for all your help. Your Irish hospitality is really starting to warm the cockles of my heart.
Marlena: If you have any rooms open up, the cell number on there is good.
Man: We'll give you a jingle.
Marlena: Thank you. Thank you.
Man: They're leaving. Come on.
Chelsea: I did not push your son.
Crawford: So you were fighting with him, but you didn't try to push him away from you.
Chelsea: I was trying to get away from him.
Stephanie: He was gonna rape her.
Crawford: Stay out of this.
Cordy: She has every right to talk. Your son raped me. He raped Stephanie. He was gonna rape Chelsea.
Crawford: So, that's your defense, huh?
Billie: All right, I think you girls have said enough.
Crawford: You're afraid the truth will come out?
Chelsea: The truth has already come out. I did not push your son, but do you know something? I would have if it would have kept him from hurting me.
Roman: Chelsea, you need to start thinking about getting legal counsel.
Crawford: You're supposed to uphold the law. You're trying to protect these girls.
Roman: They needed protection before. If they'd gotten it, maybe none of this would have happened.
Crawford: Protection from what?
Morgan: From your son. Haven't you been paying attention? He was a rapist.
Crawford: He wasn't some perverted degenerate.
Cordy: Your son was an evil predator. He drugged women, and then when they were unconscious and unable to say no, he took something away from them that they'll never get back.
Chelsea: Your son was a sick SOB, and as far as I'm concerned, I did nothing wrong. I don't know why I'm having to defend myself.
Crawford: You can ask the jury that question.
Billie: Wait a minute. I think that I have...an idea.
Chloe: Hey, Philip, can I talk to you for a minute?
Philip: Yeah. Sure.
Chloe: I'm sorry. I just didn't think you needed to listen to that anymore.
Philip: This is probably a talk they should have by themselves anyway.
Shawn D.: I love you. And you know that. But I can't just buy into everything that you're saying. Believe me, I want to. But how am I supposed to trust you anymore?
Belle: Shawn, I know it's hard for you, but I'm telling you the truth.
Shawn D.: Trust is something precious between two people, something that takes a very long time to build. And when it's lost, it takes a lot of honesty, no matter how much it hurts, to start to gain that trust back.
Belle: Okay. You want the truth? This is the truth -- I love you and only you. I always have. Even when I was married to Philip, I knew that was a mistake from the very start. I should have always been with you.
Shawn D.: You got to be held responsible for your decisions and your mistakes. You made the decisions to marry Philip, divorce him, and then marry me. And then you made another decision to sleep with him again. I'm not gonna kid myself, Belle. If Claire ended up being Philip's daughter, you two would probably still be together.
Belle: Well, she's not. She's our daughter, and we're a family. We belong together.
Shawn D.: You make it sound so cut-and-dry.
Belle: It is.
Shawn D.: Then why is Philip still an issue with us? I'll tell you why. Because you made him an issue.
Hope: What are you looking at?
Bo: You. Not very often I get to just sit and stare at my beautiful wife.
Hope: At least I'm driving on the right -- correct -- side of the road.
Bo: Yes. And you're doing a beautiful job. You know, there's not many guys who get to look at their wives who've been together as long as you and I have, and I still see the girl that I first fell in love with.
Hope: I think being in the country of your ancestors, Brady, has made you a little soft in the head.
Bo: Doesn't matter which side of the pond I'm on. I love you, Fancy Face.
Bo: What did you say your name was?
Hope: I didn’t.
Bo: [Chuckles] Oh, great. Holding a cute one tonight. Where do you live, lady "X"?
Hope: Out by the lake.
Bo: Ooh, by the lake. Your parents must have some bucks.
Hope: They do okay.
Bo: Where do you go to school?
Hope: Uh, state's teacher's college.
Bo: [Laughs] No. High school.
Hope: Yeah, Lincoln.
Bo: That's what I thought. Here, put this on. Keep your pretty head safe.
Bo: You okay? Pretty little rich kid who's nothing but a pain.
Hope: Look, if you don't want to drive me home, then just say so.
Bo: Nah, I think I can put up with you for the 10 minutes it'll take to drop you off at your folks. Here, hop on.
Bo: You know how hard it is for me to tell people how I feel about them, especially the people I care about. But today, in front of all these people, I have no problem telling you that I love you 'cause I want you to know that, and I want them to know it, too. And like the archbishop said, I know our lives aren't going to be just sunshine and roses from here on in, but I want you to know I'm gonna try my hardest to keep our love alive. Because we've got something very special here. It's worth fighting for. I love you, Hope.
Bo: You sure do come up with some incredible ideas.
Hope: You're gonna have to stick with me, big boy.
Bo: Oh, I intend to...for the rest of our lives. Maybe even beyond.
Hope: This water feels so good, doesn't it?
Bo: Uh-huh. It's paradise.
Hope: Any place with you is paradise.
Hope: How close are we?
Bo: Very close.
Crawford: I have an idea. You plead guilty to killing my son. Tell me where his body is so we can give him a proper burial.
Stephanie: We told you, we don't know where he is.
Crawford: We're back to the original plan.
Roman: Hang on. Let's hear what Billie has to say.
Billie: I think we might be able to work something out.
Crawford: Well, if it's pleading guilty and she tells us where the body is, then I'm all for it.
Roman: All right, Billie, what's your idea?
Billie: All right, first of all, Chelsea will not plead guilty, and that's that. You have no evidence, no proof. And sure, you and the D.A. could make our lives miserable, but you can't win.
Crawford: What's your proposal?
Billie: You want your son's body for an autopsy and a funeral, correct?
Crawford: You already know that.
Billie: Okay. You and the D.A. agree to drop all charges against these girls and we will produce Ford's body.
Belle: So, where do we go from here?
Shawn D.: I don't know.
Chloe: Hey. You guys done?
Shawn D.: Yeah.
Chloe: You know you're jerking them both around.
Shawn D.: I'm tired of this, Philip.
Philip: What, of hating me?
Shawn D.: I don't hate you. I may be a little ticked off, but I don't hate you.
Philip: I can handle ticked off.
Shawn D.: So can I.
Chloe: Why are you so mad at me?
Belle: Brady is my brother.
Chloe: And he's my husband. I had nothing to do with his disappearance.
Belle: Oh, is that why the police in Austria want to extradite you?
Chloe: I told them everything I knew.
Chloe: I love Brady.
Belle: Do you?
Shawn D.: You were my best friend.
Shawn D.: We were family.
Philip: We still are family.
Shawn D.: You know what I mean. We're a lot alike.
Philip: We certainly have the same taste in women.
Shawn D.: That we do.
Hope: Ooh. Are you gonna sit in my lap or drive?
Bo: Irish -- don't know where to put the damn steering wheel.
Hope: Did you have any luck? Brady.
Hope: Any luck?
Bo: Yes, I did. Must be the luck of the Irish. I showed this picture of Claire around, and some old geezer said he saw a woman carrying her into a bed-and-breakfast a couple blocks from here.
Roman: Yeah. Yeah, that's right. Uh-huh.
Billie: Mr. Decker. Your son is dead, and I am sorry for you. But that doesn't mean you have to sacrifice some girl to even things out. It won't bring Ford back.
Crawford: No. It won’t. But someone has to pay.
Roman: Yeah, thank you. The D.A. will agree to a deal if Mr. Decker here will agree.
Crawford: And Mr. Decker says... no deal.
Philip: She's your wife, Shawn.
Shawn D.: And I love her.
Philip: I know that. It's obvious.
Shawn D.: But so do you.
Philip: Like I said, she's your wife.
Chloe: Shawn is your husband.
Belle: What's that supposed to mean to me, Chloe? It hasn't kept you from trying to sink your claws into him.
Chloe: Shawn and I are friends, but you and Philip –
Belle: Yes, I know. It shouldn't have happened.
Chloe: But it did.
Belle: And I've taken responsibility for it.
Chloe: Is Shawn still gonna divorce you?
Belle: I don't know. Why? Are you gonna try to help him get over me?
Chloe: He'll never get over you, Belle. I've seen the way he looks at you. He truly loves you. Now, I'd be a liar if I said I didn't care for Shawn, but he belongs with you.
Philip: Your friendship always meant the world to me, Shawn. I want my friend back. Belle belongs with you.
Shawn D.: She's an adult. That's a decision only she can make.
Belle: I love Shawn with all my heart. He's my soul mate. I don't want anybody else.
Chloe: Neither does he.
Belle: And what about you and Philip?
Chloe: No. I want my husband back.
Belle: Then let's pray that we find Brady and Claire soon.
Philip: I have no doubt what Belle's decision will be. Are we good?
Shawn D.: We're good.
Philip: Now, let's get our butts in gear and get your daughter back.
Shawn D.: Let's do it.
John: Not that I don't trust you or anything.
Hope: Where is everybody? Hello? Anybody here? Hello?
Bo: I'll take a look around. [Cellphone ringing] Hey, it's Shawn. Why don't you talk to him? I'll check the place out.
Hope: You got it. Hey, sweetheart.
Shawn D.: Hey, Mom. Just wanted to find out how things are going.
Hope: I think we're getting close. We're in a town South of Dublin right now. Actually, your dad showed a picture of Claire to a few of the locals and one of them recognized her. They said she was with a woman. It sounded like Crystal.
Shawn D.: That's great. What's the name of the town?
Hope: New Ross.
Shawn D.: I got it. We're good to go.
Philip: I've got a limo waiting outside for us.
Crawford: You'd be surprised at the people I know. I might even know a judge or two, so I don't see any reason for me to take any kind of a deal. You, my dear, are going to jail.
Stephanie: Mr. Decker. I was a victim. Something horrible happened to me and there was nothing I could do to stop it, but I refuse to be one of your victims and allow you to victimize Chelsea.
Stephanie: Shut up and let me finish. I just want all of this to be over. I don't want to think about it anymore, I don't want to think about you anymore, and I sure as hell don't want to think about ford anymore. You want to take us to trial? Go ahead. I'm gonna get up on that stand, the lawyers are gonna ask me questions, and I'm gonna tell them, I'm gonna tell the jury, I'm gonna tell the whole world how your son raped me. Is that what you want people whispering about at Ford's eulogy? You might as well chisel into his gravestone "Ford Decker -- rapist."
Cordy: I don't know if I could have said it as well as Stephanie just did, but that goes for me, too. Every sordid detail. And not just how he went after me, but how he went after Chelsea.
Morgan: I have the same stories. You want to hear them? You want a sneak peek at what's gonna be in the newspapers and people are gonna read about your son? You want to hear the headlines? Well, do you?
Roman: So...Mr. Decker, what do you want to do?
Crawford: Look, just... I just want someone to tell me where my son's body is.
Shawn D.: New Ross, huh?
Hope: Yeah, your dad and I are checking out a little bed-and-breakfast. It's called St. Obbin's. And hold on a second 'cause your dad wants to talk to you. Honey, I love you, and I'll see you soon, okay, sweetheart? Hold on.
Bo: Hey, Shawn.
Shawn D.: Hey, Dad. This person from the town that saw Claire, did they say she was all right?
Bo: Yeah, they said she looked fine, so try to relax. I know it's difficult, but don't worry. We'll find her. We'll bring her home.
Shawn D.: I just wish I was there. All right, keep me posted.
Philip: New Ross is pretty close.
Shawn D.: Well, let's get going.
Man: May we help you? I said, "may we help you?"
Marlena: John... I want you to look into my eyes. You're not going to kill somebody, are you?
Marlena: Do you have a weapon?
John: No. Search.
Marlena: Not that I don't trust you.
Crawford: Just...tell me where my son's body is and... I'll have the D.A. drop all the charges. Tell me. Where is he?
Stephanie: I told you, we don't know.
Crawford: Then who does?
Max: I do. I'm the one who took him away.
Man: I said..."may we help you?"
Bo: Yeah, you may. We're looking for a woman named Crystal. Have any idea where we can find her?
Crystal: It's all right. You guys can have a look around, but you're already too late.
Sami: They were just notifying me of Lucas' trial date and that they expect me to testify.
Shawn D.: We're looking for a Crystal.
Woman: Everyone's looking for Crystal tonight.
Belle: She has our daughter, and we're not leaving here without her.
Bo: Who's this?
Hope: It can't be.
Marlena: That was my reaction, too.
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