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Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 6/10/08 - Canada; Wednesday 6/11/08 - U.S.A.
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Stephanie: Thank you.
Max: Mm-hmm. I know I haven't been myself lately, and I'm sorry.
Stephanie: No apologies, all right? If anyone should apologize, it's me -- snooping through your room, finding that picture of your mom.
Max: I know you did it because you were worried about me.
Stephanie: I was. But that picture -- that's not what's been bothering you lately, is it?
Max: Look, I thought we were past this, Steph.
Stephanie: I wish we were, but you're not. It's because of Nick, isn't it? Everything that's happening to him, the attention he's getting.
Max: Nick is my friend. Why would I begrudge him of anything?
Stephanie: You're right. That's not what I meant. It's just you're 10 times smarter than he is, and yet you're not getting any recognition for it.
Max: Look, this whole thing has more to do with Dean Robbins than it does Nick.
Stephanie: I don't get it. What does the professor of the Physics Department have to do with you?
Daniel: We have her on a Demerol drip. We've ruled out appendicitis. There doesn't seem to be any blockage. We did a G.I. series -- nothing.
Nurse: I'll go check on her.
Daniel: Thank you. [Keyboard clacking] Hey. You, um, you here to see Kate?
Chelsea: Yeah. Um, do you know what's wrong with her yet?
Morgan: Dinner, huh?
Philip: It'll be painless, I promise.
Morgan: I don't know, Philip.
Philip: What's to know? It's just two friends grabbing a bite to eat.
Morgan: So just dinner? Nothing fancy?
Philip: We can do fancy if you want, as long as we don't talk about the shipping business or my family or anything having to do with work. We can do whatever you want. Tomorrow, this weekend, whatever.
Morgan: I'd like that. But I don't think Chloe would.
Ava: I'm here to see John Black.
Dr. Rolf: You must be Ava Vitali. Please. Follow me. Miss Ava Vitali to see you, Mr. Black.
John: Thank you, Rolf.
Dr. Rolf: It is a pleasure to greet such a charming and sensual young woman.
John: Easy, Rolf.
Dr. Rolf: Um, I-if you need anything, please, let me know.
Ava: Well, he's interesting.
John: I think he's taken with you.
Ava: Well, my ego can take all the help it can get right now, especially since I'm persona non grata with most everyone in Salem these days.
John: Not with me.
Ava: Well, you're an exception.
John: And I'm glad you could make it. I have a fantastic dinner planned tonight. Samantha, could you please give Miss Vitali and me a little privacy?
Ava: Is she okay?
John: I don't know. Samantha.
John: So, what did Lucas do now?
Sami: Nothing at all. Actually, it has nothing to do with Lucas. I am just looking for Allie's doll. She, uh, lost it. I lost it, actually, and I can't find it anywhere. She needs it to go to sleep. She loves that doll.
Ava: Those are your kids?
John: No. Grandniece and nephew. And they're also... my stepgrandchildren, sort of.
Sami: [Scoffs] What do you mean, "sort of"? John, you are married to my Mother, right? Of course, that hasn't stopped you from dating, I see.
Ava: Ooh. You're a little spitfire, aren't you?
Sami: You stay out of this.
John: She's my guest.
Sami: Of course. But don't you think you could at least date her somewhere else besides this house?
John: My mansion has 27,582 square feet. It shouldn't be too difficult for you to give us a little privacy, should it?
Sami: Have a lovely dinner. In fact, you know what? Let me take a picture. That way, I can e-mail it to my Mother for you. I'm sure she'll be happy to know how you're pining away for her. Enjoy. [Door slams] [Cellphone ringing] Hello?
Roman: Hello, daughter.
Sami: Daddy. Hi. What's going on?
Roman: Is Lucas there?
Sami: Um, yeah. He's upstairs with Allie. He's -- he's changing her diaper.
Roman: Okay. Could you have him call me? It's kind of important.
Sami: Of course. I'll tell him. But you know what? It's a big mess, Dad. I, uh, don't know how long he'll be.
Roman: All right. Well, never mind. Look, I'll be in your neighborhood pretty soon. I'll just drop by. See you then.
Sami: Dad, no. You -- you, uh, can't come, Daddy. Dad?
Daniel: No. No diagnosis.
Chelsea: But she's in a lot of pain.
Daniel: I'm sure you're very worried.
Chelsea: You must have some idea.
Daniel: Well, we've run all the standard tests. Kate's kidney function is normal. There's no gallstones, no sign of an ulcer.
Chelsea: So basically you're just clueless as to what's wrong with her?
Daniel: For right now, yes.
Chelsea: Well, isn't that your specialty -- medical mysteries? I mean, I thought you were supposed to be this brilliant diagnostician.
Daniel: Well, I do what I can -- that's all.
Chelsea: You do what you can?
Daniel: What, you think I have all the answers?! Well, I don't. Doctors -- you know what? They actually make a mistake from time to time and they fail. And you're right. Right now, I am clueless, so I am sorry to disillusion you.
Chelsea: You haven't. Look, I actually suspected that you were human. What throws me is that you're sorry. It's kind of hard to believe that the great Daniel Jonas is apologizing to little old me.
John: Here. I want you to check this out. Mmm. It's very nice.
John: Yes. I figured a powerful and penetrating red would suit this occasion rather nicely.
Ava: Powerful and penetrating?
John: Just say when.
Ava: [Chuckles] Okay, keep it coming. Come on. All right. All right. That's good.
John: And here's to us and the beginning of a new friendship.
Ava: Ah. Hear, hear.
Ava: Mmm. Well, that is penetrating.
John: Like pure silk, isn't it?
Ava: It's wonderful. So, um, you're a wine connoisseur?
John: I'm not... that I know of. I had cook whip up some finger foods. I thought it might be kind of fun if we just ate in here -- the two of us.
Ava: It's fine by me.
John: Do you like music?
Ava: You know, it's, um, it's been a really long time since I've been on a date and -- you know what? -- Since you're married, I really would prefer not to call it a date.
John: Well, does the fact that I'm married bother you?
Ava: Well, it depends. Do you still love her?
Sami: Oh, come on, Lucas. What the hell's the matter with you? [Doorbell rings] Oh, great. Dad. You know, you really didn't have to come.
Roman: Oh, no problem. I do have to speak to Lucas, though.
Sami: [Exhales sharply]
Chloe: Oh, God. Get it together, Chloe. Come on. [Inhales, exhales deeply] [Cellphone ringing] [Beep] Hello?
Lucas: Chloe, it's Lucas.
Chloe: Lucas? Why are you calling me?
Lucas: Well, I just wanted to apologize for what I said to you earlier. If I hurt you in any way, I am very sorry.
Chloe: [Chuckles] That's really sweet of you, Lucas. Thank you. It means a lot to me.
Lucas: So stop crying, okay?
Chloe: Wait. How did you know I was crying?
Daniel: What? I've apologized to you before.
Chelsea: Yeah, I suppose. It just doesn't really jibe with this whole image that I have of you.
Nurse: Dr. Jonas, the latest test results for Ms. Roberts just came in.
Chelsea: Go. Please find out what's wrong with her.
Max: It's on the house.
Robbins: Oh, come on. I insist.
Max: So do I. Put your wallet away.
Nick: Max, I was just telling the dean about how --
Max: That's great. I got some things in the back I got to do.
Robbins: Charming young man.
Nick: You know, he's been under a lot of stress recently. His dad passed away, and, uh...
Stephanie: Where -- where did Max go?
Nick: Uh, he's in the back. Can I talk to you for a second?
Nick: Excuse me.
Nick: What's going on with him?
Stephanie: I don't know. I wish I did.
Nick: Well, he's being really cold toward the dean. He's being really weird toward me. If you know something, Stephanie, you have to tell me.
Stephanie: I can't tell you everything, but Max and the dean did get in a fight.
Nick: What? Max and the dean? Why?
Stephanie: Chelsea, hey.
Stephanie: Are you okay?
Chelsea: No. Not really. Um, I just came here for a quick bite, and I got to head back to the hospital.
Nick: The hospital -- why?
Chelsea: Um, my Grandma Kate has been having some really bad stomach pains, and they're not really sure what's wrong. They're still doing tests.
Stephanie: Oh. I'm sorry. Look, have a seat, and I'll get Max to fix you something, okay?
Chelsea: All right. Thank you.
Nick: Uh, I just left the dean over there, so I should -- I better get back.
Chelsea: That's -- that's fine.
Nick: I'm sorry about your grandma. I'll call you later and see how she's doing.
Nick: Sorry about that.
Robbins: Oh, no need to apologize. One must never fault young men for tending to the fierce lyrical needs of young women.
Robbins: Very good. Yeah, it's one of my favorite quotes.
Max: Can I get you anything, Chelse?
Chelsea: Um, yeah. Can I just get a muffin and a club soda to go? It's for my grandma. I doubt that she can eat it, but it's the thought that counts, right?
Max: Yeah. All right. Muffin, club soda coming right up.
Chelsea: Thank you.
Nick: Do you mind if I ask you something?
Robbins: No. Of course not. The answer's probably in my book, though.
Nick: [Chuckles] Actually, it's -- it's about you and Max. Did you guys get into some kind of argument?
Robbins: As a matter of fact, we did. Apparently, your friend Max is not a fan of my theories. He wasn't afraid to tell me so.
Daniel: How's the pain?
Kate: The pain's manageable. Whatever you gave me sure took the edge off.
Daniel: Good, good, because we're gonna run some more tests, make sure we cover all our bases.
Kate: So, what's wrong with me? You must have some idea.
Daniel: Believe me, we're gonna do everything we can to find out.
Kate: Is Chelsea here?
Daniel: I think I, uh, may have scared her off.
Philip: I've asked Chloe for some space.
Morgan: So you guys are involved?
Philip: We have a history. Me asking her for space doesn't mean I don't care for her or that I want us to stop enjoying each other's company. But as far as the future's concerned, I honestly don't know.
Morgan: And you've talked to her about this?
Morgan: And she's okay with it?
Philip: Well, not really.
Morgan: Hmm. Good for her.
Philip: Come again?
Morgan: No self-respecting woman would buy into that garbage.
John: Let's just say that... my relationship with Marlena is rather...complicated -- at least from what I've been told.
Ava: From what you've been told -- ah, yes, yes. You lost your memory.
John: Apparently... Blondie and I have been married for a number of years. We have a daughter.
Ava: That doesn't sound too complicated.
John: Well, it is when... those relationships don't mean anything to me.
Ava: Well, that's too bad.
John: Does that bother you?
Ava: Well, I think it's kind of sad when a man doesn't have any feelings for his family.
John: What if this man doesn't especially like his family?
Ava: Well, I think that you should...try and overlook the problems, focus on the love. You have to know that my Father and I -- um, we were very close. And I -- I'm sorry. [Chuckles]
John: No. Go on.
Ava: I loved my Father very deeply...and he did some things that I won't -- you know what? I don't really want to talk about this right now.
Ava: You know, I've been in this house before. I came here, and Marlena, your wife, she gave me some really good advice when I needed it. It helped me a lot.
John: And your point being?
Ava: Well, my point being that I'm not really keen on stabbing another woman in the back...especially if she's still in love with you.
John: She's in love with a man who doesn't exist anymore. She doesn't even know me -- not...who I am now.
Ava: Yeah. Hmm. You know, um, I thought I knew my Father. It turns out I didn't know him, either.
John: As much as I can, I feel for you, Ava. What your father did to you was...unforgivable.
Ava: I'm not looking for sympathy here.
John: No, no. I know that. I'm just saying that I understand how hard it must have been for you to go through something like that.
Ava: You know, it just makes you tougher.
John: What doesn't kill you, right?
Ava: That's right. Come on. You got a few demons in that closet of yours, too.
John: I didn't choose to distance myself from my family. I had my memory stolen. I didn't have a choice.
Ava: Well, that's got to be pretty hard -- knowing you have a past but not being able to remember it.
John: Sometimes it burns me. Sometimes it's liberating.
Ava: Yeah? How?
John: A clean slate, no baggage. You know, a chance to be the man I want to be.
Ava: Oh. That's true. Okay. Well, then, you know what? To being who you want to be.
John: I'll drink to that.
Roman: Sami, I do need to speak to Lucas. [Baby cries]
Sami: The twins -- I better check on them.
Roman: Well, isn't Lucas upstairs?
Sami: Yeah, he is, but, you know, he's not used to both of them. I'll -- I'll just be right back, Dad.
Lucas: I-I didn't know you were crying. I just know you were having problems with Philip. At least that's the way it looked when you came to visit me.
Chloe: Yeah, I'm sure it was obvious.
Lucas: Anyway, I'm -- I'm sorry for being so rude and insensitive. I mean, I know what you're going through, and I have a feeling we're in the same boat. Sami and I aren't really getting along right now, anyway.
Chloe: You mean just because she's married to E.J.?
Lucas: Well, yeah, there's that and, uh, the fact that he's just -- let's just say it hasn't been that fun lately. You know what I mean?
Chloe: Hey, wait a minute.
Chloe: I just had an idea.
Lucas: What's that?
Chloe: Well, since we're both in the same boat, you and I could form an alliance -- kind of like a "I got your back if you got mine" type of deal. What do you say?
Lucas: Uh, yeah. I like it. Yeah, consider me a full-fledged member of the Lucas and Chloe alliance.
Chloe: Great. And now it even has a name.
Lucas: And, again, I'm sorry for the way I treated you before.
Chloe: Hey, don't worry about it. We're an alliance now. We don't dwell on past misunderstandings.
Lucas: Sounds good to me. All right. I guess I'll talk to you later.
Philip: You don't pull any punches, do you, Morgan?
Morgan: Oh, come on, Philip. You have feelings for her, but you don't know where they're going? You care about her, but you need space? You have hit every lame cliché in the book. That may work on some women, Philip, but not me. I'd call you out on it before you even let the first word go.
Philip: Well, I have to hand it to you. You come with a whole lot of opinions.
Morgan: I'll take that as a compliment.
Philip: And you're pretty fierce, too.
Morgan: Well, my fierceness, as you call it, has not exactly been a plus with men. A lot of them are intimidated by it.
Philip: You think pretty highly of yourself, don't you?
Morgan: Well, you have to if you're gonna get ahead in this world, don't you?
Philip: Good point.
Philip: And I bet you plan to get way ahead.
Morgan: Damn straight. [Cellphone ringing] Oh, excuse me.
Philip: No problem.
Morgan: Oh, I got to take this. Hi, Daddy.
Paul: Hey, honey, how you doing?
Morgan: I'm good, but, look, can I call you back? I'm actually with someone.
Paul: Oh, yeah? Who you with?
Morgan: Philip Kiriakis.
Paul: Morgan, listen to me. I want you to stay away from him, okay?
Paul: Honey, this is not up for discussion. You just got to promise me.
Morgan: Look, Daddy, I'm sorry. I got to go.
Philip: Is everything all right?
Morgan: Philip, I need you to tell me something. Why does my Father not want me anywhere near you?
Chelsea: Okay, Stephanie. What's going on? Is there something that I should know?
Stephanie: Yes, and it's driving me crazy.
Chelsea: Okay. Then tell me.
Stephanie: Max has a secret. There -- I said it. Look, I don't like keeping secrets, and I definitely don't like people telling me to keep secrets, so I won't. I'm gonna tell you.
Max: Here's the muffin.
Chelsea: Thank you.
Max: Yeah. You still want the club soda?
Chelsea: No. You know, it's okay. I should get back to the hospital.
Max: Well, I hope your grandma's feeling better.
Chelsea: Look, we're gonna pick this back up later, right?
Stephanie: Yeah. Yeah. Call me later, okay?
Chelsea: Yeah, I will.
Stephanie: And tell Kate to feel better.
Chelsea: I will. Thank you.
Nick: I am really sorry. Would you just excuse me for one more minute?
Robbins: Oh, don't mind me.
Nick: Okay, Max, we need to talk.
Max: I'm kind of busy, Nick.
Nick: Okay. I heard what you said about the dean's book.
Max: Oh, yeah. That.
Nick: Yeah. This is getting ridiculous.
Max: I'm beginning to think that I went way too easy on that guy.
Nick: Too easy?
Nick: What is going on with you, Max?
Max: Wow, I am really sick of that question.
Nick: Maybe you wouldn't be sick of it if you ever gave a straight answer.
Max: I don't have time for this.
Nick: No, you're not walking away from me right now. You messed with my prototype proposal, your walking out of the ceremony yesterday -- the next thing I know you're criticizing a well-respected physicist's book.
Nick: What the hell's the matter with you?
Max: Nothing, all right? It's like the dean said -- I'm just a dumb bartender.
Nick: That's crap, and you know it. Something's been going on with you for a while.
Max: Here we go.
Nick: I'm not gonna keep pretending everything's okay. You steal my papers, change my proposal.
Max: You think this is about you?
Nick: I'd like you to tell me what it's about.
Max: So I criticized his book. What, am I not entitled to my own opinion?
Nick: The guy's a genius.
Max: According to who? Him? I'm sure he's convinced he's Albert Einstein. I'll bet he's waiting on his Nobel prize.
Nick: So you're telling me that you know enough about all this to judge him?
Max: I read a lot. I picked up a few things along the way.
Nick: Come on, Max. You don't just pick up things about cold fusion theories along the way.
Max: I got to get back to work.
Nick: Let me just ask you one question now that it's abundantly clear that you know a hell of a lot more about physics and God knows what else than you're willing to admit. Can you at least tell me how this is even possible?
Daniel: I would rather not talk about Chelsea right now. My concern is you.
Kate: I don't want Chelsea hurt, Daniel.
Daniel: Oh, and I do? I care for her probably more than I should. But me having to be the mature one here?
Kate: "The mature one"? I don't think --
Daniel: My whole entire adult life has been spent being Mr. Responsible, a professional, a successful doctor -- caring for people when they're sick, offering them encouragement and compassion when they are scared out of their mind, and at the very least giving them hope when there is none, and I love that. I want to be that man. But when I am out of this hospital, I just want to be left alone. And then this girl -- she just -- she just walks into my life... and that's it. That's exactly what it is. She is just a girl.
Daniel: It won't work.
Kate: Are you sure?
Daniel: I can't be who I want to be when I'm with her -- not now, not ever. And I will be reckless as hell with my life, but not hers.
Kate: And if she starts to work here?
Daniel: [Exhales sharply] If she starts to work here, I -- hmm. I don't know. It -- it won't make a difference. It is hands-off from now on.
Chelsea: You guys done talking about me now?
Morgan: You didn't answer my question.
Philip: I thought it was a rhetorical question.
Morgan: You did not.
Philip: If you want to know why your father doesn't like me, I suggest you ask him.
Morgan: He won't tell me, and it's kind of interesting seeing how you're everything he's told me to look for in a man -- not that I'm interested in you in that way.
Philip: Of course not.
Morgan: I mean, you're powerful, rich, well-educated. Did I mention rich?
Philip: That's pretty high on your father's priority list? Shocker.
Morgan: Well, it's not high on mine.
Philip: You haven't got a gold-digging bone in your body, right?
Morgan: My list is different than my Father's.
Philip: All right. Let's have it, then. What's this list? What are you looking for in a man?
Lucas: I better get back before somebody realizes I was gone.
Paul: Do I know you?
Lucas: No. No. Why do you ask?
Paul: I don't know. You just -- you seem familiar to me.
Lucas: I don't think so. Take care.
Dr. Rolf: A lovely sweet for the sweet.
Ava: Oh, it looks delicious, but I don't think I've got any more room.
Dr. Rolf: No, no, no, no, no. You must have a taste. It's irresistible. Just like you, Miss Vitali.
Ava: Um, should I be flattered or slightly concerned?
John: Rolf's a good guy... now.
Ava: All right. Let's see. Mmm. [Chuckling] Mmm. He's right. Oh, it is irresistible. What are you smiling about?
John: About how many things we have in common. Although I must say I am a little envious of you.
Ava: Yeah? Why?
John: Well, because you -- you have a sense of who you used to be.
Ava: But I thought you said it was liberating not to.
John: Sometimes. More often than not, it's really frustrating.
Ava: Mm. Yeah, I guess I can imagine... although sometimes I really wish that I could forget parts of my past and just erase it.
John: No, don't say that.
Ava: Are you telling me what to do already?
John: No. It's just that even a past you regret is important. It makes you who you are now. It gives you character.
Ava: Yeah, I guess you're right.
John: I know there are things in your past that have scarred you, that haunt you. But I would still prefer that than...just making things up as I go along, without any guidelines -- moral or otherwise.
Ava: You know what? I think maybe we could help each other.
Ava: Well, I'm just starting to discover [Laughs] my morals, so maybe we could explore them together.
John: Well, then our third toast of the evening will be to discovery and... exploration.
Nick: Max --
Max: Look, all I did was fiddle with a few equations and double-check some stuff on a calculator.
Nick: Oh. So you did do more than just copy my work and send it off. You actually altered it, didn't you?
Stephanie: Thank God it's finally out in the open.
Nick: You knew about this, too, Stephanie? Why wouldn't you guys tell me about this from the beginning?
Max: I didn't want you to know because I-I didn't even do that much. Nick, you're my friend. All I wanted was you to get the approval for the prototype. That's what friends do, right? They help each other.
Nick: Yeah, they help each other out. They don't lie to each other's faces and do things behind each other's back. Why would you do this behind my back?
Max: Because I guess I knew how you'd react.
Nick: Well, if you told me in time, maybe we could have worked together, Max. Did you ever think of that? No? Oh. Oh, oh. I see. You thought that I couldn't bat in your league. You thought that you were too brilliant to collaborate with me. Is that right?
Max: I didn't want any of this, okay? I'm not proud of myself here.
Nick: Why the hell not? You showed me up. You improved on my work. You made me look like I was as smart as you were. What's not to be proud of? Yeah. That's right. Go silent again. Be quiet when something actually matters. That's not the way I live my life. I'm not gonna be like that. I'm giving the grant money back, Dean Robbins -- all of it.
Robbins: So, you're -- you're giving the grant money back. Mind if I ask why?
Nick: Because if you want to build the eco-prototype, that's your guy.
Robbins: Just what kind of a game do you think you're playing here, Mr. Fallon?
Nick: I don't really think I'm playing a game, Dean Robbins. If you want to give somebody credit for the prototype, give it to him.
Kate: Sweetheart --
Chelsea: [Smooches] I got your magazine and a muffin in case you wanted a snack.
Kate: Thank you. That's very thoughtful.
Chelsea: Look, I, um, I get it that you both care about me, but I don't need either one of you making decisions in my life. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
Nurse: Ms. Roberts...
Kate: More tests? Well... wish me luck.
Chelsea: I will be here when you get out.
Daniel: Chelsea, I know you're eager to lay into me, but right now really isn't a good time.
Chelsea: [Sighs] It's never gonna be a good time, Daniel, is it?
Daniel: I'm afraid not.
Chelsea: Don't worry. No matter how I feel, I get that you're not in love with me. [Footsteps departing]
Daniel: The problem is I am.
Morgan: I think we should finish this discussion another time.
Philip: What, you're not gonna stay for dinner?
Morgan: I don't think that's such a good idea.
Philip: Why, because your daddy doesn't want you around me? [Cellphone ringing]
Philip: Hold on a second. I have to take this.
Philip: What do you want?
Paul: Someone told me that you were talking to my daughter today. Hey, that's a bad idea... 'cause if Morgan finds out that I've been helping you, well, let's just say that, uh, it's gonna be bad for everybody.
Philip: This isn't a secure line. I'm gonna have to call you later.
Paul: Philip, I'm warning you.
Morgan: I should probably get going, beat the traffic.
Philip: Morgan, wait.
Chloe: Hi. I-I left my earrings.
Morgan: Hmm. Bye, Philip.
Philip: Chloe -- oh, no.
Chloe: You moved on pretty quickly.
Philip: Morgan and I are friends.
Chloe: Friends? I wasn't born yesterday.
Philip: Hey, there is nothing going on with Morgan and me. We were talking. That's it. You're the one I want to be with. You know that.
Chloe: Go to hell.
Ava: Well... that's all she wrote.
John: I can always open another.
Ava: And have to peel me off the floor? I don't think so.
John: Peel you off the floor. [Chuckles] I had a really good time tonight.
Ava: So did I. It's been the first in a very long time.
John: Would I be totally out of line if I asked if I could kiss you?
Ava: Wow, straight to the point, huh?
John: Well, life is short. Is it okay?
Ava: Actually, um... yeah. [Chuckles] You know what? Um, I think I'd like to see the rest of your place.
John: It's a mansion. I can give you a tour.
Ava: That'd be great.
John: All right. Let's go.
Roman: [Exhales deeply]
John: Never mind us.
Roman: What the hell is he doing?
Sami: He is betraying my Mother. [Scoffs]
Roman: Well, then you have to let her handle it. In the meantime, it is pretty damn obvious you're giving me the runaround here. So, what is going on with Lucas?
Lucas: Somebody say my name?
Robbins: You harass me again, and I will call the police.
Paul: Well, slick, I did what you wanted me to do, and John Black is not gonna know what hit him.
Hope: I have some bad news.
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