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Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 2/11/08 - Canada; Tuesday 2/12/08 - U.S.A.

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Shawn D.: All right. Don't worry, sweetheart. That was just a little bump in the air.

Claire: The airplane hit something.

Belle: No, sweetie. There's nothing up here for it to hit.

Claire: What about the clouds?

Hope: Was that normal?

Bo: Hey. You've flown enough to know what a little turbulence is like.

Hope: That wasn't just a little turbulence, Brady.

Bo: Yes, sure it was.

Hope: Okay. Whatever you say.

Kayla: Pop, you okay?

Shawn: Why wouldn't I be?

Steve: That was a pretty good bump.

Shawn: [Chuckles] Yeah, it was an updraft, you know? And I had my seat belt on, so it didn't bother me.

Chloe: I'm a little freaked out.

Philip: There's no reason to be.

Chloe: Maybe not, but I don't like flying to begin with. Bouncing around the sky doesn't make it any easier.

Philip: It was one bounce. I don't think we're gonna hit anything like that again.

Chloe: How do you know?

Philip: First of all, it's a lot worse when the plane drops and you're not expecting it. When you're flying through turbulent air, you're ready for it.

Chloe: That wasn't the question, Philip.

Philip: I tell you what -- if we hit another little bump like that again, I'll eat my words.

Chloe: Lot of good that does me. [Exhales sharply]

Marlena: John, is this all right? I mean, shouldn't you talk to the pilot or something?

John: It's fine. When you get converging air masses of different temperature, especially a jet stream, it's a recipe for turbulence.

Marlena: Great. You can remember that, but you can't remember me? Your memory certainly comes and goes, doesn't it?

John: I guess. I don't know why I would know about converging air masses anyway.

Marlena: Because you were a pilot.

John: Oh.

Victor: It's a nice one, huh? Usually tulips here in the park have very weak roots, don't support a good, healthy bloom. Certainly not for lack of good additives in the soil.

Caroline: All these years, I had no idea you know so much about flowers. [Chuckles]

Victor: Tulips, Caroline.

Caroline: Oh.

Victor: What brings you to the park?

Caroline: I was just taking a walk. So, actually, I see there's a soft side to Victor Kiriakis.

Victor: You know I've always had a soft spot when it comes to my family. But softness doesn't always equate with weakness. When it comes to business, I'm neither.

Caroline: [Laughing] Oh. I know that. Yes, but you have a very soft spot when it comes to our son, Bo.

Victor: Bo is a good man.

Caroline: Even if he's a police officer?

Victor: Maybe he's a police officer because he's good.

Caroline: [Sighs] Victor... there's good in you, too. I've seen it.

Victor: Well, I try not to let that show too often.

Caroline: [Laughs] Ahh.

Victor: If Bo is good, it's 'cause he was raised by two good people. I hated not being his father all the time he was growing up, but I have to say, I admire the job that Shawn did with him.

Caroline: That means a lot coming from you. Shawn did a fine job. He's a good father. But you're Bo's blood. Nothing can take that away.

Victor: No, I suppose not. How's Shawn holding up?

Caroline: Oh, he's on his way back from Ireland. We had a lot of phone calls. He found out that his sister, Colleen, is alive. You know, you would think that would make him happy, but the last phone call, his voice, he sounded very troubled.

Steve: Whoa.

Kayla: Pop, are you all right?

Shawn: It's no worse than riding a horse.

Steve: A bucking horse.

Flight Attendant: Let's get permission to descend 31,000.

Pilot: The controls are pretty mushy.

Flight Attendant: That's not right, especially at this air speed. I'll take it.

Pilot: It's yours.

John: Gentlemen, the passengers are a nervous lot. Any chance you can go under this?

Pilot: Reykjavik control... I'm trying. I don't think weather is our problem.

John: Are you insinuating there's a malfunction with my aircraft?

Flight Attendant: It's clear as requested, sir.

Philip: Have you settled down a little?

Chloe: I'm fine.

Philip: You don't seem fine. Is it the flight, or is it Brady?

Chloe: Is what the flight or Brady?

Philip: Whatever it is that's bothering you.

Chloe: It's Brady and the flight.

Philip: Look, as far as the flight is concerned, we're in good hands. John would not have hired pilots that don't have a ton of hours and experience.

Chloe: Which John, the one from before or the one who can't remember anything?

Philip: I heard someone say that John has been flying with these pilots for over five years. And as far as Brady is concerned, I'm worried, too. But something tells me he's alive and he's okay.

Chloe: Are you saying that for my sake?

Philip: No. I mean it.

Chloe: Thank you.

Belle: See, Claire Bear? Your dad said it was gonna get smooth, and it did.

Claire: Thank you, Daddy.

Shawn D.: I wish I could take credit for that.

Belle: Come on. Your daddy can do anything.

Claire: Yes, he can.

Steve: You look kind of tired, Papa Brady. Why don't you rest your eyes for a little while?

Shawn: [Sighs]

Kayla: This has been one heck of a trip already, hasn't it?

Steve: Yeah, I guess it has.

Kayla: I mean, first you run out of the plane and give me some lame excuse why you did it. I'm worried sick about my pop and all that turbulence earlier.

Steve: I'm sorry about all this, baby.

Bo: Hey.

Marlena: Whoa!

Bo: Where'd John go?

Marlena: He's talking to the pilot.

Hope: Everything okay?

Marlena: I think he's tired of being slammed around the air and wants the pilot to find a course that might not be so close to the turbulence.

Hope: Okay, so we'll be fine now. We'll just fly around the turbulence and we're good, right?

Marlena: Yeah. They'll do that. It'll all be okay. I don't know why I'm so nervous about it myself.

Hope: I hate turbulence. I'm white-knuckled about it, in fact.

Bo: Hey, you should relax. Stress isn't good for you. It's not good for any of us.

Hope: Back at you, Brady. Actually, you look a little stressed yourself. Little tense. Is your back still bothering you?

Marlena: Your back is bad?

Bo: No. [Chuckles] We were just wrestling with that nasty old mattress at the B and B.

Hope: Yeah. When we get back, I'm gonna get a massage first thing.

Bo: I'll give you a massage.

Marlena: I don't want to rain on your romantic plans, but you could use a doctor or a massage yourself. You're looking kind of pale.

Bo: Thanks a lot. It's just a little stress. That's all.

Marlena: Stress? What are you stressed about?

Hope: Would you excuse me just a second? I'll be right back.

Bo: Yeah.

Marlena: What's going on?

Bo: It's -- there's something I have to talk to Hope about. I don't know exactly how to do it. It's not good news.

Marlena: What is it, Bo? Maybe I can help.

Kate: [Sighs]

Roman: Hey.

Kate: Hey.

Roman: Here you go. You might need this. Keep it. Keep it for a while.

Kate: Thanks.

Roman: Is it Lucas?

Kate: Yes. Yes.

Roman: He didn't have to plead guilty, you know.

Kate: I know that. Why did he do it?

Roman: Well, Lucas is a good man. He thought pleading guilty was the right thing to do. Now, whether it was or not, at least he was taking responsibility for his actions. And I do have to admire that.

Kate: Well, I donít. I'm angry at him. But he's my son, and now he has to say goodbye to me and his family and go to prison.

Roman: I wish there was something I could do about it.

Kate: There is something you can do about it. Please. Anything. I know that you can help him.

Bo: You're a good friend, and thank you for your concern, but right now I just need to sort some things out. Hope and I are gonna have, uh, a bumpy road ahead, and we'll need your expertise soon enough. But right now I just... I don't know. I'd prefer to keep this to myself.

Marlena: Of course.

Bo: Thanks.

Hope: You know, you are being so incredibly brave with all this turbulence, honey.

Claire: Daddy says it's kind of like a ride.

Hope: Yeah, well, your daddy's right.

Belle: Mom and Bo look like they're in some kind of deep discussion. Is something wrong?

Hope: I don't know. Would you excuse me for a second?

Belle: Sure.

Hope: Okay. Be right back. How are you two? Enough with the secrets.

Marlena: Well, John's been gone quite a wile. How long does it take to tell the pilot to change course?

Bo: I was thinking the same thing.

Pilot: I'm not sure if there's something wrong with the plane or not.

John: Care to clarify that?

Pilot: The instruments aren't responding quite up to par. Everything's working for now, but this bus is getting harder and harder to fly.

John: Well, gentlemen, I'm sure you'll do your best. You know I have my family back there.

Chloe: How can you be so sure that Brady's all right?

Philip: The same way I don't think, at least at this point, you had anything to do with his disappearance.

Chloe: Thank you for that, Philip, but you're in the minority, you know.

Philip: I always seem to be in the minority. And I always seem to be right.

Chloe: Always?

Philip: Mostly. Look, what matters is getting Brady back safe and sound. And if I have to go to Austria or wherever and kick some butt, I will.

Claire: I really didn't like the bounces.

Shawn D.: I don't like them either, but we're not bouncing anymore, so there's nothing to worry about, okay?

Belle: You know what, honey? These planes are really strong, and they're made to bounce. But I think we're done. We might have a little bounce here and there, but nothing like the first one, okay?

Claire: Okay.

John: Exactly what kind of situation are we looking at here?

Pilot: We're holding steady, but it feels like I'm wrestling with a bucket full of pudding.

John: And why aren't the controls responding?

Pilot: I wish we could tell you, sir. We'll do our best to keep your family safe.

John: Family.

Hope: Take that "I have no idea what you're talking about" look off your faces. Bo is worried sick about something. I need to know what it is.

Steve: What did he tell you?

Hope: To trust him.

Kayla: Well, I think that, that's good advice...because everything's gonna be all right.

Hope: I hope so.

Steve: Why'd you do that? Why did you tell her everything's gonna be okay when you know it might not be?

Kayla: Because I hope it will be.

Caroline: Oh. Are you sure that you don't want to keep it and add it to your collection?

Victor: I'm sure it'll look much better on you. I only grow them, Caroline. I don't wear them.

Caroline: [Laughs] No, that would not be a good look on you. [Laughs] Thank you. Very sweet.

Victor: Well, you know, you always bring out the good side of me.

Caroline: Oh! Hi!

Chelsea: Grandma! Grandpa. What are you two doing here?

Caroline: We were each taking a walk, and we ran into each other.

Chelsea: Oh! That's cool. Both my grandparents in the same place at the same time. I guess that means I get to ask you guys some questions.

Victor: Ooh.

Caroline: Okay.

Victor: Maybe you'll even get an answer or two.

Chelsea: So, how did you guys end up having my dad? Come on. You don't think I'd find out if I started asking around? Wouldn't you rather me hear it from you guys than from someone else?

John: Let me get a feel for this. Maintaining air speed, altitude. I got it.

Pilot: Your jet.

John: You're right. Minimal response. Need to take her down.

Pilot: I contacted ATC. We've got clearance to land at Reykjavik, Iceland, but we're pretty far out.

John: Then we'll just have to keep it straight and level 'cause I'll be damned if I'm going swimming in the North Atlantic in February.

Pilot: I'd prefer not to do that as well, sir. We also checked the field over at HOFN, but we're pretty far south of there, too. Still, we're definitely closer to HOFN than any other airfield.

John: All right, radio them. Tell them we're coming in.

Pilot: Go ahead. Reykjavik control. Reykjavik control. This is Hawker Tango 4-3-niner. Reykjavik control. This is Hawker Tango 4-3-niner. Can anyone out there read me? Radio check. Radio check.

John: No radio. That's perfect. That's just perfect, gentlemen.

Hope: Why do you two look so worried?

Bo: John's having quite a powwow with the pilots.

Marlena: A long one.

Bo: Too long.

Chloe: Philip, how many times have you been in love?

Philip: Is this a trick question?

Chloe: How many?

Philip: Probably the same amount as you.

Chloe: I loved Brady.

Philip: Loved?

Chloe: Love.

Philip: And I loved Belle.

Chloe: Loved?

Philip: Let's leave it at that.

Chloe: Fair enough. You and I were together for a while, though.

Philip: Yeah. We were.

Chloe: So, how many times have you been in love?

Philip: The same amount as you.

Shawn D.: She's beautiful.

Belle: Yeah, she is.

Shawn D.: She's just like her mother.

Belle: Glad you think so.

Shawn D.: She's even got your smile and your dimples.

Belle: Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Shawn D.: It's a beautiful thing.

Pilot: Nope. I'm not receiving the Atis transmission from HOFN Airfield.

John: Atis... a-T... t-I... Automated terminal information service. Doc, you're right. I was a pilot. No Atis transmission... not a good thing.

Pilot: Squawk 7600 on the transponder and ident. You only want to squawk the no-radios code? What about the emergency code? No emergency yet. We're still flying straight and level.

John: The controls in this bird are all electronic, aren't they?

Pilot: Yes, sir. It's all fly-by-wire. No mechanical linkages to any of the flight-control surfaces.

John: I'm gonna try something. Your plane.

Roman: Kate, I'm sorry, but there is nothing I can do.

Kate: You're the deputy police commissioner, all right? There is something that you can do.

Roman: Lucas is a big boy. He made a decision. And now he's got to live with it.

Kate: God, I can't believe you're saying that. This is your ex-son-in-law.

Roman: And I know it's tearing Sami apart. But seriously, Kate, there's nothing I can do. Lucas pled guilty and was sentenced.

Kate: [Sighs] So, you're not gonna help him, even to help your daughter?

Roman: I repeat -- Kate, there's nothing I can do. And you know damn well I would do anything for Sami. The thought of her raising those kids by herself just kills me.

Kate: Yeah, well, Lucas is only father to two of her children. The father to her other child, he's still in the picture, which is troubling at best.

Roman: Yes, but Lucas is the one she loves, and Lucas being taken away hurts everybody.

Kate: Well, it doesn't hurt E.J., now, does it?

Roman: Lucas shot E.J. in the back.

Kate: E.J. is a DiMera. He deserved it for that. What the hell? What, are you defending the son of a bitch now?

Roman: Kate, I'm not defending him, but I know how he feels. I'd be a little ticked off myself if somebody shot me in the back.

Kate: Oh, my God. I can't believe that's the position you're taking.

Roman: Oh, come on. I'm not taking a position here. And I talked to Lucas. I talked to him about the consequences of confessing, but he was adamant. And now he's being ripped away from the lives of the people who need him the most.

Kate: Oh, God. What the hell do you know about people being ripped out of your life?

Roman: Oh, I know plenty.

Kate: Oh, yeah. Marlena.

Roman: Not just Marlena.

Pilot: Any other ideas, sir?

John: Just looking for a little something to communicate with. With any luck, it won't be a smoke signal.

Pilot: Smoke in an aircraft would be a bad thing. Do you want me to do it?

John: No, I got it.

Bo: Fancy Face, you okay?

Marlena: Normally I can sleep through this, but it's even rough for me. Hi.

John: Hi. May I use your cellphone for a second?

Marlena: Why?

John: Because I don't have one.

Hope: You can't use a cellphone in flight, John.

John: I can do anything I want. It's my jet.

Bo: It won't interfere with the radios?

John: I sincerely doubt that. Thank you.

Marlena: Mm-hmm.

Pilot: Well?

John: No signal.

Pilot: We're a long way off the coast, so unless that's a satellite phone, I don't think you're going to get reception.

John: Well, now I've got to arouse a little suspicion by asking everybody else if they've got a signal.

Chelsea: He's my dad. He's your son. I just think I have the right to know.

Victor: I don't like being strong-armed into giving out information, young lady.

Chelsea: Yeah, but you let me get away with it 'cause I'm your granddaughter and you love me.

Victor: She's a piece of work, isn't she?

Caroline: That's the Kiriakis blood.

Victor: Mixed in with a little Brady fire.

Caroline: So, I guess you're not giving up.

Victor: I'm not gonna tell her. You're much better at this sort of thing.

Caroline: It's not something that we're proud of, Chelsea. It's something that never should have happened.

Chelsea: But if it didn't happen, then my dad wouldn't be here.

Caroline: I guess that's true.

Victor: You're right. Your grandmother may regret what happened, but neither one of us regretted the result of what

Caroline: Oh, goodness.

Caroline: Oh, goodness. Victor, Shawn, and I grew up together in Salem. And I was in love with Victor, but...

Victor: But then my mother sent me back to Greece to help my father build up the Kiriakis shipping line. And that's when we parted company.

Caroline: It was a sad day. I thought I would never see Victor again. But as time went on, Shawn and I grew close together. And we got married and came back to Salem.

Caroline: Shawn, uh, was on a business trip. He was always on a business trip. I just felt he cared more about his business than he did about me and the children. We were struggling, you know, three children. And I just felt very unhappy and... Victor just walked through the front door looking very debonair and handsome. So, Victor and I...

Victor: We had a moment's indiscretion.

Caroline: I never told Shawn because I was afraid he'd leave me. And I told Victor to go away. This was a terrible mistake.

Victor: It broke my heart, but I had to honor Caroline's request. So I went back to Greece.

Caroline: And, uh... after he left, I found out I was pregnant.

Chelsea: And you didn't tell grandpa?

Caroline: I wrote a letter that I never sent. I never told Shawn. And Victor never knew the truth. I just -- I kept the secret until Bo was an adult.

Chelsea: And how did he find out?

Victor: Are you gonna tell her or should I?

Caroline: Bo, when he became a police officer, was assigned to a case that involved Victor.

Victor: He was going to shoot me.

Chelsea: So that's when you told him.

Caroline: I screamed it out. I said, "don't shoot. He's your father."

Chelsea: He was really gonna shoot you?

Victor: Gun cocked, aimed right at my chest. And then he lowered it.

Chelsea: What did he do when he found out? Was he mad?

Caroline: He was stunned. He always believed Shawn was his father. He didn't want to believe me.

Victor: And then he got mad. Listen, it was a lot for him to take in. He had all this adrenaline going, and then all of a sudden, he had a bomb dropped on him.

Caroline: He was furious with me.

Chelsea: And what about Grandpa Shawn?

Caroline: He was, um, upset.

Victor: To say the least.

Chelsea: I would think.

Caroline: Well, Grandpa Shawn always thought that Bo was his son, and he raised him as his own.

Chelsea: And then he finds out that he wasnít.

Caroline: Grandpa Shawn is Bo's father and will always be. And so will Victor.

Chelsea: Why didn't Grandpa Shawn leave you?

Caroline: Because he loved me.

Victor: And because he was a forgiving and an honorable man.

Shawn: Caroline.

Kayla: Pop. Pop, she's not here.

Shawn: I know.

Kayla: We'll be back in Salem in a couple hours. You can see her then, okay? Okay.

John: Is anybody receiving a signal on their cellular telephone?

Chloe: Why? What's wrong?

John: We're having a little trouble with our radio.

Shawn D.: What do you mean trouble with the radio?

John: It's no big deal. The plane's fine. Just can't contact air-traffic control. Probably something wrong with their equipment. Now, if you don't mind, please check to see if you have a signal.

Bo: I've got nothing.

Hope: No. Me either.

Shawn D.: No, neither one of us have anything either.

Chloe: I'm not.

Philip: I'm not either.

Steve: Not one bar.

John: We're probably too far from the mainland. Guess they haven't installed relay transmitters in the middle of the Atlantic yet. No big deal.

Marlena: John, it's getting a little cold in here.

John: I'll make sure I turn up the heat.

Pilot: We're losing cabin pressure.

Steve: Did I just hear him say we're losing cabin pressure?

Kayla: What's happening?

Chloe: Are we gonna crash?

John: No, we're not gonna crash. The worst thing that's gonna happen is it's gonna get a little cold in here, so just put your coat on till we get things under control.

Bo: Hey, Fancy Face, don't worry.

Hope: I'm not worried. I have you.

Philip: I'll go get some blankets.

Pilot: We may have a small breach in the fuselage. Maybe it was wishful thinking that it was turbulence that dropped us so violently before.

John: If something broke loose, it probably took out the electronics.

Pilot: But we still have the gauges.

John: Throttle down. Descend to a lower altitude.

Pilot: If the electronics were damaged, that would explain the lack of controls.

John: Let me take the right seat.

Pilot: Yes, sir.

John: Let's just see what I remember.

Pilot: I hope you have more luck than I did. You've got the plane.

John: This is really gonna put a cramp in my cocktail hour.

Roman: Kate, believe me, I am sorry. But Lucas made his bed. Now he's got to sleep in it.

Kate: Don't you mean the cot in his jail cell?

Roman: I know the warden. I can talk to him. Maybe he can figure out a way to make life a little easier for Lucas.

Kate: Roman, he's not a hardened criminal, all right? He's gonna get chewed up in there.

Roman: Look, Lucas is tougher than you think. He can take care of himself.

Kate: Are you joking with me? There are gangs in there. They thrive on violence. For God's sakes, they're violent when they go in there. They become more violent to survive.

Roman: There are white-collar convicts in there, too.

Kate: Oh, I see. Okay, and they're gonna put a murderer in with them -- or at least someone who confessed to attempted murder?

Roman: His confessing is gonna go a long way to getting him into minimum security. Now, it's no picnic, but I guarantee it's a hell of a lot better than Maximum security.

Kate: What if that's the cell block they put him in? Because there's no guarantees here, Roman.

Roman: I know the warden. I told you that. I will talk to him.

Kate: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I know that you're gonna do everything that you can do. It's just that I feel so helpless here.

Roman: I know you do. I know you do. But listen to me, okay? I care about you, Kate. I care about you, still do, always will. And I like Lucas. But why in the hell did he have to shoot E.J.?

Kate: I don't know, but I'm sure I'm partially to blame.

Roman: And how would that be?

Kate: Oh, you know, because whenever my kids get into trouble, I always bail them out.

Roman: That's a fact. Because you love them.

Kate: I am sorry.

Roman: For what?

Kate: For taking it out on you. But you were standing there. And I was angry.

Roman: Don't you worry about it.

Chloe: How much longer before we get there?

Philip: At least three hours, but I'm guessing we'll land at the first runway we come to.

Claire: I'm cold, Mommy.

Belle: I know, baby. So am I. How much longer, you think?

Shawn D.: I think we're gonna be landing at the nearest airport.

Hope: How are you doing, Brady?

Bo: I'm a little bit chilly, but I'll take any excuse to cuddle.

Hope: The cold is a bad sign, isn't it?

Bo: Yeah, it is.

Hope: There's something terribly wrong with this plane.

Bo: Yes, but... we got good men up front. They'll get us to an airport. Don't worry.

Steve: I'm gonna see what's going on.

Pilot: I already checked the fuses, sir.

John: Never hurts to check them again.

Pilot: Whatever happened must have knocked out the electronics to both the radios and the controls. At least we still have our gauges.

John: You just had to say it, didn't you?

John: Want to cut fuel to one of the engines?

Pilot: That's a good idea. Get us into a descent and then bring the engine back up when we're low enough.

Flight Attendant: I agree. Let's do it. Fuel off number one.

John: Well, that didn't do much. Try number two.

Pilot: Fuel on number one. Fuel off engine two.

John: Of course not.

Pilot: Any other ideas?

John: Besides jumping?

Belle: I know, Claire Bear. It's cold.

Shawn D.: Hey, you remember when we took you to the beach that one time and it was really, really warm? I want you to think of that. Think about it when it was really, really warm and we couldn't take you to get any shade and the car was parked really far away. We put all that sun screen on you.

Belle: Remember? Daddy wanted to take you into the water. And you said that you were afraid. So, instead, we walked you down to where the waves were, remember? We put your feet in.

Claire: The water was warm.

Shawn D.: Yeah, it was really warm, and the sun was so hot.

Claire: But now I'm cold.

Belle: I know, baby. Why don't you just try and think about the beach, okay?

Claire: Okay.

Belle: Okay.

Hope: You look nervous. I don't think I've ever seen you look this nervous.

Bo: I'm not nervous. As long as I have you, life is good.

Hope: I love you, Brady.

John: We could dump the fuel.

Steve: If you dump the fuel, we'll crash.

John: More than likely.

Steve: And we'll die.

John: Well, hopefully not all of us.

Steve: You got a plane full of family and friends back there.

John: I'm thinking about it.

Steve: Don't do it, John.

John: Dump the fuel.

Steve: John, don't do it.

Pilot: Give me some of that water.

John: Dump the fuel.

Steve: No. No!

Pilot: Nothing.

John: Well, dead eye, why don't you go on back there and give everybody the good news? We're gonna be up here for a while, and it's gonna get a hell of a lot colder.

Steve: Okay. We got no radios, no instruments, no controls, and we're losing cabin pressure.

Belle: What?

Bo: Gonna be fine. It's okay.

Max: You know I'm here for you, but I think you'll be more comfortable when your parents get home.

Abe: You're sprung. The coast is clear.

Sami: So, we don't have to worry about Stefano anymore?

Abe: You always have to worry about Stefano.

Marlena: John, tell us the truth. Can we make it?

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