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Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 4/9/08 - Canada; Thursday 4/10/08 - U.S.A.
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Stephanie: Hey, Grandma.
Caroline: Oh, hi. Hi. So, how's your internship going?
Stephanie: Well, let's see. Today I ordered lunch, picked up lunch, installed a printer cartridge, um, spilled coffee on my shirt, and -- you want me to go on?
Stephanie: I can tell you about how I accidentally walked into the men's restroom. That was probably the highlight of my day.
Caroline: Well, we all have to start somewhere.
Stephanie: I know. I guess I'm just paying my dues.
Caroline: Yeah. Would you like a nice piece of pie?
Stephanie: Actually, is Max here?
Caroline: I think he's in the kitchen. Oh. Speak of the devil.
Stephanie: Thank you. Hey. I thought you were supposed to be off an hour ago.
Stephanie: Did you get my text?
Max: Well, this high-school track team came in, and it's just been a zoo.
Stephanie: It looks like it cleared up. How about a break?
Max: I can't. Lisa called in sick, so I got to close.
Max: You're not mad, are you?
Stephanie: No, of course not.
Max: Okay. Well, look, these people are gonna kill me if I don't take their order.
Stephanie: Right. Go.
Max: All right.
Stephanie: [Exhales deeply]
John: It's kind of a dive, I know, but I'm told the four-alarm chili will bring tears to your eyes.
Paul: Hey, you listen to me. I'm the one who's gonna be bringing tears to your eyes if you don't get me out of this damn legal mess.
Nicole: I said, "if your husband is already declared dead, aren't you still legally married to him?"
Maggie: I can't say that I'm thrilled that Nicole is back in town. In 10 minutes, she has managed to insult my busboy and one of my waiters.
Philip: Trying living under the same roof with her.
Maggie: She's staying at the mansion?
Philip: Yeah, with her ankle-biting dog.
Maggie: I can't believe Victor would allow that.
Philip: She's saying they're still married and she's entitled to half the house.
Maggie: Oh! Now, is that even possible?
Philip: I don't know. I hope not.
Maggie: Oh, if she is, you can be sure she's gonna want half of everything. Victor better cover his assets.
Philip: I think that's his plan. [Cellphone ringing] Excuse me.
Philip: Chloe, what's up?
Chloe: Hey, you have to get home right away.
Philip: What's going on?
Chloe: Two men from the Austrian Consulate showed up. I don't know what to do. I'm trying to stall them.
Philip: Hold on a second. Did you call Mr. Greer?
Chloe: No. I thought I should call you first.
Philip: I'll try his cell. You call his office. He might be working late. You got his number, right?
Chloe: Yeah, I think so.
Philip: Now, listen, Chloe. Just stay calm. And whatever you do, don't answer any questions -- not without Greer.
Chloe: Okay, but please hurry.
Maggie: Is everything all right?
Philip: Uh... tell Nicole I had to leave.
Nicole: Mr. Hotshot attorney, what's the verdict? Are Victor and I still legally married?
Sami: Nicole, E.J. and I are trying --
Nicole: Zip it! Is he still my husband?
E.J.: Young lady, you're not gonna get very far with me if you tell my wife to zip it.
E.J.: Yes, I suppose it's possible.
Nicole: You "suppose"? Well, are you a lawyer or not? Where'd you get your degree, online?
Sami: [Chuckles] Nicole, I wouldn't talk to him like that if I were you.
E.J.: I got my degree from Cambridge University.
Nicole: Hmm. Classy school. Very impressive. But you're gonna have to do your homework, especially if you're gonna represent me.
Sami: Represent you?
Nicole: Mm-hmm. How about it? You take me on as a client and get me the settlement I want, and I will cut you in on a very nice percentage.
Sami: No. Absolutely not. There is absolutely no way that he would represent a gold-digging witch like you.
Stephanie: You know, I think I'll take you up on that apple pie...
Caroline: Got it. Got it.
Stephanie: ...And a little side of boy talk, if you have a minute.
Caroline: Boy talk, eh? Hmm. Well, I think that may call for two slices of pie.
Caroline: Did anything happen between you and Max?
Stephanie: No. Um, I'm just worried about him. He's been working a ton lately, at the docks and here.
Caroline: And you miss him.
Stephanie: A lot. I mean, a couple of months ago, we used to hang out all the time. We'd go to the movies, catch dinner, shoot pool. But we haven't done that in forever.
Caroline: Well, why don't you tell him about it, just like you told me?
Stephanie: I tried, but... I don't know. It's like ever since Grandpa Shawn died, he -- he shut me out. And I've tried to give him his space -- I really have -- and it's been about a couple of months already and -- I am so sorry. I'm sure this sounds really insensitive.
Caroline: It's -- it's been a rough couple of months for all of us, you know, and people have different ways of dealing with death. Max is trying to bury himself in his work, I think. I think that's how he copes.
Stephanie: I know this is selfish of me, but... I just want him back -- the old Max. He's wound up way too tight. He just needs to find a way to let loose. And I just want to help him do that.
Caroline: I tell you what -- I'll see if I can talk some sense into him.
Caroline: Yeah, really. Of course. He's spent too much time here -- much too much time. Don't think I haven't enjoyed every minute of it. Well, I think it would be good for him -- some time off.
Stephanie: Thank you, Grandma.
Paul: I did what you told me to do, John. You said that this would never happen.
John: Are you a beer kind of guy, Paul?
Paul: Hey, if you don't take care of this mess --
John: What are you gonna do? Are you gonna threaten me? I didn't think so. Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to you.
Paul: [Scoffs] "Relax"? Did you see the front page of the Chronicle today? They make it sound like I've already been arrested and convicted. How the hell am I supposed to relax?
John: Trust in me. What are your options? Tequila, isn't it? How about a couple shots of their top-shelf?
Paul: Stop it. You know what? If we don't do some serious damage control here, I might not see next Tuesday. It wouldn't surprise me if the Kiriakis' had me followed here.
John: We both want to come out of this clean, right, Paul? I have just as much, if not more, at stake than you do.
Paul: Yeah, sure.
John: I'm not messing around, and failure's not an option. You keep names out of this, you're taken care of. Do we have a deal? And don't worry about thanking me. I've already got something in mind.
Marlena: Hi, there. I didn't expect to see you here.
Nicole: "Witch"? Really, Sami? That's all you got? I was expecting something with a little more punch.
Sami: You want a punch? Oh, I'll give you a punch.
E.J.: Ladies, please. You're making a spectacle. Stop it.
Sami: Why don't you just go back to your table? Have another piece of bread. Why don't you choke on it?
Nicole: Oh! Ah! There is the Sami we all know and love.
Sami: Shut up.
E.J.: Ladies, if you don't quiet down, they're gonna ask us to leave.
Nicole: Excuse me.
Sami: Hey, would you cut -- that's not --
Nicole: Well, I wouldn't let my dog drink that.
E.J.: Then you don't know a lot about wine. It's very good.
Nicole: Compared to what -- motor oil? Oh! How's this for a deal? You agree to help me with Victor, and I guarantee you will never have to order this cheap stuff again?
Sami: He's not going to represent you, Nicole.
Nicole: Why don't you let him make that decision?
Mickey: I wouldn't do it, E.J.
E.J.: Hey, Mickey.
Mickey: Can I talk with you for a moment?
E.J.: Sure. I'll be back in a second.
Sami: Good luck. [Clears throat] Well, here's to cheap women and everything that comes with them. Cheers.
Nicole: Clink. Honestly, Sami, you should be thanking me for hiring E.J.
Sami: Thanking you? I should be assaulting you.
Nicole: Well, now, that really hurt my feelings.
Sami: You don't have feelings.
Nicole: Look, I was just trying to help.
Sami: Is that what you call it?
Nicole: Yes. I could be completely off base here, but I would think you would welcome the chance for your husband to earn some money. If anything, he could buy you some decent wardrobe.
Sami: You wouldn't know a decent wardrobe if it hit you in the face.
Nicole: No offense, honey, but not everyone can rock this dress.
Sami: Oh, is that what it is? 'Cause it looks to me like lingerie.
Nicole: Sweetheart, this is couture.
Sami: Porn-star collection? You're gonna need the jaws of life to get yourself out of that number.
Nicole: Oh, give me a break.
Sami: Give you a break? [Indistinct arguing]
Maggie: I would appreciate it, ladies, if you would hold it down a bit. You are wearing out your welcome.
Mickey: She's a tyrant, E.J.
E.J.: She's harmless.
Mickey: You have a lot to learn, my friend.
E.J.: Look, the girl talks a tough game, but underneath it all, she's a pussycat.
Mickey: Not exactly the word I'd use.
E.J.: Mickey, she can't be that bad.
Mickey: The woman tried to have her husband murdered. Now, if that isn't a red flag, I don't know what is.
E.J.: We're a couple lawyers. We know that's half the story.
Mickey: What else do you need? You could fill a book with all the stuff that she's pulled. Are you hearing anything I've said?
E.J.: You know me. Not one to turn down a challenge.
Mickey: But you've never dealt with Nicole Kiriakis.
E.J.: I haven't dealt with Nicole Kiriakis, but I dealt with my Father. If I can deal with him, I can deal with her.
Mickey: Would you at least have a talk with Sami first? Maybe she can knock some sense into you?
E.J.: Look, Mickey, I appreciate your concern. I do. But I'm not really in much of a position where I can turn down work right now, okay? If she's as terrible as you say she is, it's a good opportunity for me to cut my teeth.
Mickey: I'm not gonna make your decisions for you. I'm not that kind of boss.
E.J.: What type of boss are you -- the kind who gives me enough rope to hang myself?
Mickey: Something like that. I don't have a crystal ball, but I'm guessing that when she's through with Victor -- slicing and dicing him up -- she's gonna set her sights on someone else. And when that happens, don't say I didn't warn you.
Nicole: Mm. [Sighs] Who do you have to sleep with to get another vodka martini?
Sami: I can't believe he just went to sleep like that, Grandma. Usually he's crying for 15 minutes before he goes out.
Nicole: I'd cry, too, if you were my Mother.
Sami: Yeah. Yeah, Grandma. Thank you again so much for doing this, and we won't be out late. Give him a big kiss for me, too. Okay. I will.
Nicole: Actually, that was kind of precious. Hey, do you have any pictures of the little rug rats?
Sami: Are you still here?
Nicole: Yeah. It seems my date has slipped out, and I'm having so much fun catching up with you. Come on. Let me see some pictures.
Nicole: Well, they can't look that bad, unless that got your genes.
Sami: You don't know when to quit, do you?
Nicole: So, they really have different fathers? That is so weird -- freakish.
Sami: Shut the hell up, Nicole!
Nicole: Shh! You better keep your voice down. So, tell me, how does that work -- the whole two-dads, one-mom thing? You really must have been slutting around.
Sami: All right! That is it! I have had enough out of you tonight! I swear to God!
E.J.: Okay, ladies. Please calm down. Samantha --
Sami: You have no idea what she just said about your son.
E.J.: Sit down, sweetheart, shall we? Lots of people here. You, young lady, and I are gonna have a chat. Take a deep breath. Relax.
Nicole: Excuse me.
Sami: E.J., do your worst.
Nicole: Wow. Your wife needs a choke chain.
E.J.: I realize that you and Samantha have your differences, but if you're talking to me, you can cut the snarky comments, all right?
Nicole: But I'm so good at it.
E.J.: If you have any interest in persuading me to take your case, you can stop insulting my wife.
Nicole: Oh! Does that mean you've had a chance to think about my offer?
John: Please have a seat. My friend was just leaving.
Paul: It's nice seeing you again, Marlena. Hey, don't let me down.
John: I'll be in touch.
Marlena: Oh. Thank you. Didn't I read about him in the paper?
John: Here it comes.
Marlena: What's that?
John: Okay, let me have it. Wag that finger and give me the lecture.
Marlena: No lecture. You handle your business any way you want. I'm not going to pry.
John: So, that's it? No questions? No expert advice from the master shrink?
Marlena: Are you surprised?
John: Yes, I am. What's the catch?
Marlena: No catch. You're a big boy. You do whatever you want. You seem to have a handle on things. Nothing I say is gonna change that. You are who you are. So I will accept it.
John: Good. I just didn't peg you for the kind of person who gave up so easily.
Marlena: That's not what I'm doing.
John: It seems that way to me.
Marlena: No, it's not. No. I think there's a point at which one must be practical, and there's no sense in me keeping my hopes up if there is nothing there.
John: Oh, you mean... between us? I... definitely think I feel something.
Marlena: Look... I can't do this. I-I can't do it. You remember nothing. You remember nothing at all. I can't do us.
John: We've established that, so let's start over.
Marlena: That isn't so easy.
John: Oh, yes, it is. Watch. [Inhales deeply] Well, hello, there. I'm John.
Marlena: I don't want to start over. I want my John back. I want the man I fell in love with.
Caroline: Max, dear?
Max: Yeah. There's something wrong with the carbonator, all right? There were two customers already who said, "flat soda."
Caroline: Okay, I'll call hank in the morning.
Max: I'll fix it. Carbonator, carburetor -- what's the big difference?
Caroline: Max, hold on. We need to talk.
Caroline: Max, take a break for a second.
Max: What about the soda?
Caroline: It can wait. Have a seat. Sit.
Caroline: Stay. All right.
Max: What? What?
Caroline: How many hours did you put in here last week?
Max: I don't know. Like 55, 60.
Caroline: [Sighs] That's far too many hours for a part-time job. How many hours did you spend with your friends?
Max: [Chuckles] Steph put you up to this, didn't she?
Caroline: I think I know what you're doing. I think you're trying to fill your Father's shoes.
Max: Somebody has to.
Caroline: Max, the pub isn't gonna close because you take a little time off. I'll be fine.
Max: Are you saying you don't need me?
Caroline: I'm saying that your friends need you, too, especially that one over there. Why don't you go and talk to her?
John: You need to loosen up, Doc. It's time for you to let your hair down.
Marlena: Don't call me that, please.
John: Well, isn't that what I used to call you back in the day?
Marlena: Yes, but that isn't who you are anymore.
John: Enough of this old John, new John. If you give yourself half a chance, you just might find something you like.
Marlena: What is there to like?
Officer: We need you to come with us.
Chloe: I'm not going anywhere until I speak to my lawyer first, okay? Come on. Please answer the phone. This is Chloe Black. You have to call me immediately. It's an emergency.
Officer: I'm sorry, Mrs. Black, but we can do this the easy way or the hard way.
Chloe: I know my rights. You can't arrest me.
Officer: No, we can't, but we can ask the Salem P.D. to take you into custody while our Ambassador contacts the Federal Government and requests that you be extradited back to Austria.
Nicole: So, no time like the present. What do you say we get working on my case tonight?
E.J.: I say you're getting a little bit ahead of yourself. I haven't accepted your offer yet.
Nicole: You will.
E.J.: Really? You seem very confident.
Nicole: Oh, I keep forgetting you're new at this. Let me explain how it works around here. Whatever Nicole wants, Nicole gets. Simple as that.
E.J.: Really? Hmm. What happens if Nicole doesn't get what she wants?
Nicole: You don't want to say no to me.
E.J.: No. I'm sure. But what would happen, eh? I suppose maybe something like Victor. You'd try to have me eliminated.
Nicole: Oh, wow. I see Mickey's been polluting your mind with lies. He has a colorful imagination.
E.J.: Who's to say that that's just his imagination?
Nicole: [Exhales sharply] Do I look like someone who could take another person out? I wouldn't. I mean, come on. I wouldn't even hurt a living creature. For God's sake, I won't even wear my mink anymore... except on special occasions. Never mind. Let's get back to business, shall we?
Nicole: Great. Now, perhaps we should take this meeting elsewhere. I would suggest the mansion, but it might be a conflict of interest since Victor's probably there. I -- wow. If I didn't know better, I would think your wife is a little jealous.
E.J.: Samantha and I trust each other. Thank you.
Nicole: Sami doesn't trust anyone. May I ask you a question?
E.J.: No, you may not.
Nicole: You're a good-looking guy, and that whole accent thing is kind of charming. What are you doing with Sami? You lose a bet or something?
Sami: Why is he talking to her? How long does it take to say no to someone? I mean, he is saying no to her, isn't he, Mickey?
Mickey: I'm sorry, Sami. Hey, Red, I did the best I could.
E.J.: I'm sorry. I thought you wanted to talk about business.
Nicole: Well, I'm always up for a good Sami tangent. I bet there's a lot you don't know about your wife.
E.J.: I know she has a healthy dislike for you.
Nicole: [Chuckles] Well, how about I fill you in on a few highlights -- or should I say lowlights? What do you think? Hmm. Well, how about this little nugget of information I'm sure you haven't heard? Did you know that your wife is the reason that Lucas is a raging drunk, hmm? Do you want to know why? Because she accused Lucas of hitting Will. Can you believe that? It drove him straight to the bottle. And where is Will, hmm? Oh, that's right. He's living with Carrie and Austin in Switzerland because he couldn't stand to be in the same country as his own mother. Hmm. Let's see what other little nuggets of information can I tell you about Sami.
Sami: I know. How about that time I threw a drink in your face?
Nicole: You're so dead.
Nicole: For God's sake, someone get me a napkin!
Sami: You're lucky it wasn't red wine. I would hate to see what that would do to your couture.
Sami: Oh, that felt so good. I've been wanting to do that all night.
E.J.: It was a tiny bit inappropriate.
Sami: Are you kidding me? She deserves a lot more.
E.J.: Okay. That's over. Why don't we take a deep breath and sit back down and enjoy the rest of our dinner? Would you like some dessert?
Sami: You said yes to her, didn't you?
E.J.: Would you like some dessert, darling?
Sami: No. I want to talk about this. You said yes? It's unbelievable. After I warned you about her?
E.J.: Samantha, please, I don't understand why you're getting so bent out of shape. Do you trust me?
Sami: This is about Nicole. She manipulates people. She doesn't have a moral bone in her entire skinny body.
E.J.: Yes. I have already had this lecture from Mickey.
Sami: And you're still gonna go through with it?
E.J.: Would you mind, please, sitting down, darling?
Sami: Yes, I do mind.
Sami: [Clears throat] [Sighs]
E.J.: [Clears throat] Look, why do you care, Samantha? Why is this important to you?
Sami: She dated my brother. He fell for her -- hard.
E.J.: Samantha, if Eric liked her, she cannot be that bad.
Sami: He doesn't like her now -- not after she dumped him for Lucas.
E.J.: I see. She dumped him for Lucas?
Sami: She married Lucas. She married him... for $5 million.
Sami: Oh, yeah. Your ex-business partner Kate bribed her -- paid her $5 million to marry Lucas, and she didn't even think about it. She dumped my brother and went ahead and married Lucas. She broke Eric's heart. But she got her money, and what does she care?
E.J.: [Breathes deeply]
E.J.: All right. I'm sorry. Your brother must have been devastated.
Sami: Oh, he was. But that's not Nicole's problem. In fact, that's her pattern. Why do you think she married Victor? Look, she screws with people's lives, and I don't want to see you get hurt. I don't want... to see Johnny put in the middle of this, you know? You're his Father.
E.J.: Yeah. Sure.
Sami: For Johnny's sake.
E.J.: Yeah. Sure. For Johnny's sake. Right. Okay. Look, Samantha, I'm sorry. I've made my decision. I'm gonna accept Nicole's offer.
Nicole: Well, it's about damn time.
John: "What's there to like?" Oh, you mean outside of my wit, charm, and rugged good looks?
Marlena: This is not a joke.
John: And the fact that I'm a snazzy dresser.
Marlena: I see. I'm done.
John: I guess you don't think much of my sense of humor, huh?
Marlena: Actually, I don't.
John: Five minutes. That's all I need -- just five minutes. Please?
Max: All right. Let me know if you guys need anything else.
Marlena: Thank you, Max.
Marlena: What are you looking at?
John: Just thinking out loud. What would happen if instead of treating me as a patient you took me on as a project?
Marlena: I don't know what that means.
John: We burned a lot of time trying to jump-start my memories. Maybe we should take A... different approach.
Marlena: And what are you suggesting?
John: Why don't you try to turn me into exactly who you want me to be? Ponder that one for a minute.
Max: [Clears throat] I'm sorry about earlier. I know we were supposed to hang out tonight.
Stephanie: It's okay. I've gotten used to you being so busy.
Max: I know, but pop's gone, so things are different, you know?
Stephanie: They don't have to be -- not if you let me help you.
Max: Thanks, but I kind of deal better with it on my own.
Stephanie: How do you know that?
Max: I don't know.
Stephanie: [Exhales deeply] Max, this is really getting ridiculous. You need to get out and do things. Surround yourself with people who love and care about you. Isn't that what Grandpa Shawn would have wanted?
Max: I don't know. Maybe.
Stephanie: Of course he would have. Look, you were the one who convinced me to move on after the whole Ford thing. And I'm not trying to rush you or tell you how to grieve or anything, because at the end of the day, it's your decision. But that's what I think you need to do -- move on. Take a break for a little while. Clear your head. At least just try it.
Max: You know, you sound just like Ma.
Stephanie: She's a smart lady.
Stephanie: Look, if you won't for me, do it for yourself.
Stephanie: So, what do you say? Ready to move on?
Max: I got to do something.
Stephanie: [Exhales deeply]
Stephanie: Oh, hey, Marlena.
Marlena: Hey. Is everything all right?
Stephanie: Yeah. Fine. I was gonna come tell you hello, but you and John looked pretty intense.
Marlena: Oh. We've been trying to sort some things out.
Stephanie: I know just what you're talking about.
Max: Okay, look. I thought about what you said, and I talked to Steph.
Max: And I'm gonna be taking some time off, starting tonight.
Caroline: That's my boy. [Chuckles]
Max: Wow. I leave you in the lurch, and I get a hug. There's something wrong here.
Caroline: No, no, no. You're doing the right thing, kiddo.
Max: Are you sure about this?
Caroline: Yes, I'll be fine. Don't worry.
Max: I thought of something. Max's Molotov Cocktail -- nobody knows how to make it.
Caroline: Oh. You'll just have to write it down for me.
Max: You'd like that. You want me to tell you all my secrets.
Caroline: Will you get out of here and tell Stephanie?
Max: All right.
Chloe: Please, just one more call, okay?
Philip: Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I don't know what happened. Someone must have said something.
Officer: Mrs. Black, it's time.
Philip: Just hold on a second. My attorney's on his way.
Officer: Great. He can meet us at the consulate.
Philip: Don't say a word. Don't say a word. We're gonna fix this, I promise.
Nicole: This calls for a celebration. Who wants some bubbly? Sami? Maggie, can we get a bottle of your best champagne? Thanks.
Sami: I am so disappointed in you.
E.J.: Would you please just hear me out?
Nicole: This is gonna be good.
E.J.: Would you please excuse us, Nicole? Darling.
Nicole: Oh, take as long as you want. We're gonna be spending a lot of time together over the next few months.
E.J.: Come on, darling. Don't take the bait, darling. She's exaggerating.
Sami: I don't want you to work with her.
E.J.: Look, I don't tell you how to run your life.
Sami: We are married -- for now -- and I have a say in this.
E.J.: Samantha, fine, you have a say. You also have a responsibility to bring some income into the family, and neither of us are doing that. Somebody needs to get a job. Want to live on welfare and food stamps?
Sami: It is not that bad. Don't exaggerate.
E.J.: It is bad enough that we cannot afford to turn away an opportunity like this.
Sami: You can't talk like she is the only client you are ever gonna have.
E.J.: Right now she is the only client that we have, and we have two children.
Sami: Don't make this about Allie and Johnny, because it is not best for them for you to be gone every single night working with Nicole.
E.J.: This is not a 24-7 commitment.
Sami: That's what you think.
E.J.: Look, I don't know about you, but I would like Johnny and Allie to get a good education. If that means putting a little bit of extra money aside to pay for their schooling, then we have to find a way to that.
Sami: This is not about their education. This is about Nicole Walker and how dangerous she is.
E.J.: I believe you're being ridiculous. I understand you dislike the girl.
Sami: I dislike tomatoes. I despise her.
E.J.: Samantha, we have both had a pretty unsavory past, okay? And yet we've both been able to change. Who's to say Nicole hasn't changed?
Sami: If she has changed, it's for the worse.
E.J.: Look at you. How many second chances have you been given? Look at me. I think it's time we gave her one. All right. Fine. Let's do this. I'll do you a deal. I'll take the job. If it becomes a problem, I'll just go and find her another attorney. Okay? Do we have a deal?
Sami: [Scoffs] No deal, E.J. It's either her or me.
Stephanie: Between the community service and this job, he has no time to relax, and that's what he needs. I just wish I could help him.
Marlena: I think the two of you can work it out.
Stephanie: That's highly doubtful at this point.
Max: [Clears throat]
Marlena: Oh. Why don't I, uh, let you two chat? Excuse me.
Stephanie: Uh, what are you doing? I thought you had to work.
Max: I, uh, I thought I might take some time off.
Stephanie: For real?
Max: Yeah, for real.
Stephanie: Seriously? This is the best thing you could have done.
Max: Well, I don't know about that. You know, you say that now, but you might get sick of me before the weekend.
Stephanie: I will never get sick of you. So, what made you decide to do it?
Max: You did.
Marlena: Nice job.
John: Have you had time to ponder my proposition?
Marlena: Oh, I'm still feeling a little bit overwhelmed.
John: Well, I think we work well together, don't we?
Marlena: I don't know. It remains to be seen.
John: If you need proof, take me on as your little science project. What do you have to lose? Oh, come on, Blondie. Live a little bit. You know you're interested.
Marlena: Do you mind being a project? I mean, didn't Stefano make you his little project?
John: Yes. But he didn't look half as good in a dress.
Nicole: Um, excuse me. Sami, I really want to apologize.
Nicole: I think we got off on the wrong foot. I really do want us to get along.
Sami: Are you smoking something?
Nicole: No. I just -- I don't have a lot of friends in Salem.
Nicole: I am sure there's a good reason for that. I've done some pretty lousy things, and you know that better than anyone. But I'M...willing to forget about the past if you are.
E.J.: Well, I think that sounds like a wonderful idea, darling.
Sami: I think it sounds like another one of her dirty little tricks.
E.J.: Samantha, please.
Sami: Are you kidding me? You can't possibly be falling for that ridiculous act.
E.J.: Look, what I see is somebody coming to you who wants to make amends.
Sami: The same person who called me a slut five minutes ago?
Nicole: Okay. All right. Maybe this was a bad idea. I'm sorry.
Sami: You think?
Nicole: I will try to find another attorney to take my case -- somebody who I don't have to beg to take a big, juicy wad of cash from me, all right? It's cool. I got it. Don't worry.
E.J.: Thanks. Nicole!
Max: So, how should we spend my one night of freedom? Should we go to the Cheatin' Heart or maybe catch a movie if it's not too late?
Stephanie: Or we could talk.
Max: Or we could do that. There's something on your mind. What's going on?
Stephanie: I'm not gonna bother you with my worries. You've got enough on your plate.
Max: Did we not just have an entire conversation about how you wanted to help me? Well, it goes both ways. So, what's up?
Stephanie: It's my Dad. No one's heard from him yet, and I'm really starting to worry.
Marlena: Well, I hope I look better in a dress.
John: You could roll out of bed in a housecoat and curlers, and you would knock my socks off.
Marlena: [Laughs] John, I don't think so. No.
John: And how I love your hair... and that -- that gorgeous smile just melts my heart. I think I've already started without you.
Marlena: What have you started?
John: Well, I'm not sure, but I think we'll figure it out soon enough.
E.J.: Nicole. Sorry.
Sami: Don't do it.
E.J.: I would be delighted to take your case.
Nicole: [Gasps] Are you sure? It seems like it's gonna cause a lot of tension between you and Sami.
Sami: You have no idea.
E.J.: I, uh, I think it's fine. Samantha and I have handled a great deal of adversity before, so we can get through this.
Nicole: I hope so, because I don't want your personal life to interfere with the task at hand. We've got a lot of work ahead of us.
E.J.: You let me worry about the work, and I'll get you a good settlement from Victor, okay?
Nicole: Perfect. Welcome aboard.
E.J.: Thank you. Samantha --
Nicole: Just let her go. She'll be okay.
E.J.: Don't think I don't know what you're doing.
Nicole: I don't know what you're talking about.
E.J.: Yes, you do. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're not stupid, and neither am I, okay? If you do anything else to jeopardize my relationship with Samantha, you are gonna be looking for a new attorney.
Nicole: Oh, wow. Well, I guess that means we start tomorrow. Yay.
Maggie: This isn't gonna end well, is it?
Mickey: No. No.
Philip: Listen, counselor, I don't know who's responsible, but if we don't do something, Chloe's gonna be facing extradition. Mm-hmm. Okay. Sounds like a plan. I'll be there in 10 minutes. [Exhales deeply] Who in the hell would...
Chloe: No, seriously. We both have to be prepared for the fact that I might go to prison for the rest of my life, okay? I could die in prison. But that's nothing compared to what might have happened to my husband.
Philip: Come here.
Nicole: What are you guys talking about?
Philip: Damn it. Nicole.
Anna: Fortunately, some men are more perceptive about women. I bet you know exactly what a woman like me wants.
Kayla: Bo, maybe we should call the police.
Bo: No, no. Steve was adamant that, that would make things worse.
Ava: We're gonna have an intimate evening together. Kayla -- she gets to watch.
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