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Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 12/25/08 - Canada; Friday 12/26/08 - U.S.A.

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[Water running]

Sami: [Sighs]

[Water shuts off]

[Door opens]

Rafe: [Sighs] Your turn.

Sami: Are you dripping water all over the floor? God, get. Go. Dry off.

Rafe: Well, excuse me. My shirt got wet. I need a new one.

Sami: Nice going.

Rafe: Mind if I change in peace here?

Sami: No, go for it. I mean, I assumed you wanted to use the bathroom, so I'll wait till you're done.

Rafe: No, go ahead. Be my guest. Are you gonna get going here or what? You know what? I didn't plan on having an audience, but if you don't mind, then...

Sami: Oh, God, no. All right, all right! God, I'm going.

[Door closes]

Man: 0582? That's his cell? Perfect. I'll just punch that into my SPS, and this Sami Brady is a dead woman.

Melanie: Hey, Chelse.

Chelsea: Hi.

Melanie: How was your Christmas? Did you get everything you wanted?

Chelsea: Not everything. You know what? I can't take this anymore.

Victor: Well, if it isn't my new Vice C.E.O. Shouldn't you be at the office?

Brady: I thought I'd have a little chat with you first.

Victor: You're not still upset about Philip, are you?

Brady: You should have been up-front with him, Grandfather. You should have talked to him before hiring me.

Victor: I thought we put this all behind us.

Brady: No, we put it on hold because it was Christmas. Christmas is over, and the way you handled this whole job thing was very uncool.

Philip: When you're right, you're right, Brady.

Nicole: Dr. Baker. What a pleasant surprise.

Dr. Baker: What the hell are you doing?

Nicole: Ice fishing. What does it look like I'm doing?

Dr. Baker: What do you want?

Nicole: You had your chance, and you blew it. Now it's time to pay.

Dr. Baker: No, no, no, no. Just please let me explain.

Nicole: [Sighs] Look, I have a hair appointment in a half an hour, so make it quick.

Dr. Baker: Okay, you want me to lie about the baby? I won't tell anyone, I swear. Please, just put that thing down.

Nicole: Oh, sorry, doc. There's too much at stake. And there's only one way to keep my secret buried forever.

Dr. Baker: No.

Nicole: Oh, I can't do that. It's too risky, antisocial. There must be some way, short of murder, I can...muzzle Dr. Baker and get myself a baby.

E.J.: Hello, darling.

Nicole: Hey, hon. Um, could you keep an eye out for Pookie? She's, uh, wandered off again and I know she has a thing for Stefano's slippers.

E.J.: Sure. Where are you going?

Nicole: I have a doctor's appointment.

E.J.: Another one. If you keep seeing this guy, maybe we should have him move in to the guesthouse.

Nicole: Okay, you knew it would be like this. This is a high-risk pregnancy.

E.J.: Why don't I come with you? We can go and have lunch afterwards.

Nicole: Don't be silly. I know you have a lot of work to do.

E.J.: Mm-hmm.

Nicole: And I will call you if, uh, I need anything, okay? Bye.

E.J.: Hey, it's E.J. Listen, I need to see you as soon as possible.

Sami: Thanks for using all the hot water.

Rafe: [Chuckles] Yeah, that's funny, especially considering you were the one who insisted I take a shower first. But now, of course, I know why.

Sami: Why? What's that?

Rafe: Oh, yeah, right. "What's that?" Nice try, Sami.

Sami: It's a church flier.

Rafe: Oh, yeah, it's a church flier. That's right. In fact, I believe it's the one that you took from the convent, the one that has Sister Theresa's phone number on it.

Sami: Oh. Really?

Rafe: You just don't get it, do you? Just didn't occur to you that all it takes is one little phone call and a tracking device for the killer to be able to find his way here. I mean, who knows? He might be on his way right now.

Sami: Okay, fine. I was gonna call Sister Theresa, but I didn't. I swear I didn't. Because you finished your shower too quick.

Rafe: So that makes it okay.

Sami: Well, I didn't do it.

Rafe: Well, you would have if you could have.

Sami: But I didn't.

Rafe: You almost did.

Sami: I almost did nothing. It doesn't count.

Rafe: Are you trying to get yourself killed? Is that what you want? To never see your kids again? Because that's exactly what's gonna happen if you continue with this reckless behavior.

Sami: "Reckless behavior"? Hardly. You're talking about a phone call that didn't even happen.

Rafe: So, when did you get this? Did you slip out when I was in the bathroom?

Sami: No. No, I promise I didn't. I-I took it when you took me to the church.

Rafe: Why?

Sami: Because I wanted to talk to Sister Theresa, obviously. I told you already that I felt a connection with her. And it's Christmas, and I missed Christmas mass with my family, and I miss my family, and...so I just wanted to reach out to her. I wanted to talk to her. Look, I didn't realize how dangerous it is, okay? And now you've explained it to me, and -- and I promise you that I won't do it. I won't try again. I promise.

Philip: Do you know how many times you've lectured me about being direct and forthright? "Deception will not be tolerated, Philip. Everything must be on the up-and-up, out in the open. Treachery of any kind is unacceptable."

Victor: What are you rambling on about?

Philip: You're a hypocrite. You preach your ass off about being honest, about being man enough to look someone in the eye and tell them the truth, and then what do you do? You go behind my back and hire Brady.

Victor: I didn't know I needed your permission to hire someone. Am I wrong? Should I have run it by you first so you could feel important?

Philip: Oh, no. You wouldn't want anyone but you to feel important. God forbid. You have all the power. We must bow down to you, Lord Kiriakis.

Victor: You're making a fool of yourself, Philip.

Philip: And you're enjoying every minute of it, aren't you? The more foolish you can make me look, the happier you are.

Victor: If you feel this way, why would you want to work for me? If you think I thrive on humiliating you, why don't you just quit...again?

Philip: I wonder the same thing.

Victor: I'm sure you can find another position somewhere. Although we are having the worst unemployment we've had in decades.

Philip: Do you want me to leave my job, get out of your life? Is that what you want?

Victor: Philip, you're my son. I want you to do whatever makes you happy. Now that Brady is here, it wouldn't be catastrophic if you were to resign.

Philip: [Clears throat]

Victor: He could handle all your duties. Couldn't you, Brady?

Brady: It's not gonna happen.

Melanie: Chelse, you sound like you're about to have a meltdown or something.

Chelsea: Why would you do that? Why would you tell Stephanie that Max and I were a couple?

Melanie: I didn't say that.

Chelsea: That's what you implied. You said that Max was moving on with me.

Melanie: I was just making an observation. I saw a spark between you two.

Chelsea: You didn't see anything other than what you wanted to see. There was no spark.

Melanie: I don't know what the big deal is. I really doubt Stephanie would give a damn if you and Max were doing it. She's moved on to Philip Kiriakis.

Chelsea: Could you just stay the hell out of it, please, Melanie?

Melanie: Look, all I'm saying is if your BFF breaks up with her BF, then said BF is back on the market after BFF finds a new BF. It's like a basic rule of romance.

Chelsea: Wow. Did you read that on shallowteen.Com?

Melanie: Oh! You can mock me all you want, but I'm just trying to help you out.

Chelsea: Right.

Melanie: Which you need badly, 'cause you've kind of been a sad sack walking around all sorry and weepy for yourself.

Chelsea: Go to hell.

Melanie: Oh, come, Chelsea. I'm just trying to help you win my brother. You need somebody. He needs somebody. So go for it. Get the guy.

E.J.: Marlena.

Marlena: Oh, E.J.

E.J.: Hope you had a good Christmas.

Marlena: It was, uh, fine. You?

E.J.: It was lovely, actually. Johnny and Allie got to see their mother on the webcam. I'm sure Roman told you about it.

Marlena: He did. Yes, I'm sure she was very pleased.

E.J.: Yeah, the kids were, too.

Marlena: I was meant to meet Roman here. He just called to say he'll be a few minutes late.

E.J.: Oh, how funny. I was supposed to be meeting him here, also. I wonder if he has any news on the mayor's killer.

Marlena: Wouldn't that be a nice Christmas present?

E.J.: It'd certainly be a relief. Actually, Marlena, um, if I could just grab you for a second. I have a-a question for you. It's about Nicole.

Marlena: Sure.

Dr. Baker: Yes, I think that we can make that work. Okay. Great, I'll -- I'll call you back. What are you doing? You can't just come in here. What if I had a patient?

Nicole: I come bearing gifts. An apology. Cupcakes.

Dr. Baker: You threatened to kill me.

Nicole: That's what the extra sprinkles are for.

Dr. Baker: I want you to get out of here.

Nicole: Okay, look, I-I'm sorry about the phone call.

Dr. Baker: You're sorry? You threatened to take my life and you are sorry?

Nicole: Yeah. I was in a bad mood, and I wasn't thinking clearly, okay? I mean, it was Christmas, and E.J. bought me this wonderful gift for the baby.

Dr. Baker: The baby you don't have.

Nicole: Yes, right. The baby that I will mourn for the rest of my life, and I took my grief and frustrations out on you, and it wasn't fair. I just...pray that you can forgive me and can find it in your heart to still pretend to be my doctor.

Dr. Baker: I thought we've been through this. If you don't have the money, it's over.

Nicole: But what about the deposit I gave you? The vase? You said it would buy me a few days.

Dr. Baker: No, I said a couple of days, and it's been a couple of days. Now, do you have the money or not?

Nicole: I'm this close, I swear.

Dr. Baker: I haven't heard that before.

Nicole: If the truth comes out about my miscarriage and I go down, I am taking you down with me.

Dr. Baker: You take me down and blow the whistle, you're ending your life, too.

Nicole: If you don't help me, my life's already over.

Dr. Baker: You need help, Miss Walker. Psychological help. And I suggest you get it ASAP.

[Door closes]

Nicole: No!

Marlena: [Shivers] Nicole is feeling all right, I hope?

E.J.: Oh, she's -- she's fine. Physically, she's fine. No, it's her demeanor that I'm concerned about.

Marlena: How so?

E.J.: Well, she seems to be very up and down at the moment. I mean, one minute, she's warm. She's affectionate. And the next minute...she's sobbing and she's really pushing me away.

Marlena: Women go through dramatic hormonal changes when they're pregnant. You know that.

E.J.: I know that. And Nicole has told me that all this moodiness is just to do with hormones, but...I-I just can't help but feel that there's something else.

Marlena: Why do you think so?

E.J.: This doctor she's seeing -- Dr. Baker -- she is spending an inordinate amount of time with him. I mean, she's there right now. She was there two days ago. He's been making calls to the house. Now, look, I know this is a high-risk pregnancy, and I know that she's concerned. I'm concerned. I just...can't help feeling that this is not normal. Now, tell me, am I over-reacting? Because I just want to know.

Chelsea: Melanie, I really wouldn't talk to you about Max or anything else in my life, even if you were the last person on earth.

Melanie: Chelsea, Max is my brother. I could be, like, your wingman and give you insider tips.

Chelsea: Okay, honestly, I don't know what type of game you're trying to play, but this is the last time I'm telling you -- I'm not interested in your brother. Not in the way that you think. You got it?

Melanie: Fine. If you want to keep lying to yourself, that's totally cool. It's not like Max couldn't snag any hottie he wanted.

Brady: Philip's the C.E.O. of Titan. You do not hire someone without consulting him first.

Victor: Well, what do you know? Double-teamed by my son and my grandson, who previously had nothing but ill will for each other.

Brady: You misled us both, and you showed zero respect for either of us.

Victor: How inconsiderate of me. I am terribly, terribly sorry. I didn't know you girls were so sensitive.

Philip: That's it. I'm out of here.

Victor: Now wait a minute, Philip.

Philip: What?

Victor: I've got something to say to you that's very important. You too, Brady. Something that's going to affect you both very profoundly. Now, you two are more than just employees to me because you happen to be my descendants as well, which makes me deeply disappointed and saddened that you would put your fragile egos against the greater good of Titan.

Philip: Are you done yet?

Victor: No, I'm not done. I haven't even gotten to the point, which is that you can take your outrage and your self-righteous wrath and shove it! Now, if that's ambiguous to either one of you, let me put it in the very direct words of my personal hero, the great Donald Trump -- you're fired, both of you.

Philip: Huh.

Rafe: Sami, I'm sorry that I yelled at you like that, okay?

Sami: I just hope that eventually we can trust each other.

Rafe: Yeah, well, so do I, but, listen, I want to help you. Believe me, I do not enjoy these arguments any more than you do. I just want you to be honest. All I'm asking for is a little cooperation here, okay? Now, why don't you just tell me the reason you were about to call Sister Theresa? The real reason.

Sami: You want the truth? You got it.

Max: Hey, Chelse.

Chelsea: Hey, how's it going?

Max: Oh, I made that CD for you. "Max and Chelsea's infinite playlist."

Chelsea: Thanks.

Max: Hey, uh, there's some bonus tracks on there, too. Number nine kills. I'm sure you're gonna love it.

Chelsea: Cool.

Max: I also put some Merle Haggard on there and some Lawrence Welk. You like those guys, right?

Chelsea: Yeah, sure.

Max: Okay. Now I know something's wrong. What's up? Talk to me.

Chelsea: Nothing. Work stuff.

Max: You're a bad liar. You know that?

Chelsea: What makes you think that I'm lying?

Max: 'Cause you do this weird, awkward, like, little thing where you just -- you know, when you're not telling the truth, you look off to the side, to the left.

Chelsea: I do not.

Max: You're doing it right now. What's over there? You're looking over there. [Chuckles] It's like we're an old married couple.

Chelsea: What? W-why -- why would you say that?

Max: I just meant, like, we know each other so well, I read you like a book.

Chelsea: Are we also two peas in a pod and joined at the hip? I mean, how many romantic clichés are you gonna come up with, Max? I mean...

Max: What is -- are you okay?

Chelsea: Yeah, I just -- I just want to establish that we're friends. Friends and nothing more.

Marlena: As I said, and as you obviously know, it isn't uncommon for a pregnant woman to be overly emotional.

E.J.: Okay, but, uh, what about all these doctor's visits?

Marlena: I think she's probably being overly cautious, and her doctor is indulging her in that.

E.J.: So you don't think I have anything to worry about.

Marlena: I think Nicole is being Nicole.

Philip: Bravo. Brilliant move, Father. Another Kiriakis stroke of genius.

Victor: Well, I'm glad you approve. I live to impress you.

Philip: Oh, I am impressed. Now you can go out and find yourself a couple of yes-men. I'm sure they could hit the ground running, keep this operation on track.

Victor: You really think you're irreplaceable, don't you?

Philip: On the contrary. Any jerk with a business degree could open up the Tokyo markets or get our shipping procedures up to the 21st century or making a multinational company, such as ours, totally green. No big deal.

Brady: Yeah, Philip, I mean, it seems you and I have been on some stupid ego trip, thinking we're totally indispensable. I mean, setting up that office in Vienna... [Speaks German] As they say. Piece of cake. What?

Philip: What?

Victor: [Chuckles] You two have just made the case for yourselves and for the company. You make a great team.

Nicole: Women. Only women. Ashley. Desiree. Tiffany. Jill. Great. Oh, my God. Call girls. [Scoffs] Okay. Might as well start at the top. Let's see, Desiree. What can you tell us about our sex-craved doctor? Hi, Desiree. This is Dr. Baker's assistant, and I was -- hello? Hello? Okay. On to the next.

E.J.: So, you, uh, thought you had a lead on Marino's killer.

Roman: Yeah, but unfortunately it turned out to be another dead end.

Marlena: Roman, it's been almost two months now. How long will it take to catch this person?

Roman: Doc, I want her back every bit as much as you do, and believe me, we are doing --

Marlena: Doing the best we can. I know. I know. It's just that it was awful not having her here yesterday. It's like it wasn't Christmas at all.

E.J.: Actually, that rather brings me to the reason I wanted to see you.

Max: What is with you and this whole friends thing? That's like the second time you brought it up. Did I do something to make you think that --

Chelsea: No. Well, someone may have mentioned that they saw a spark between us, and I, for one, am not ready to be in a relationship, and I know that you sure as hell aren't ready to be in a relationship right now, either, but the whole idea just makes me...anxious.

Max: Okay, who's the someone?

Chelsea: What?

Max: Who told you this? Who said this to you?

Chelsea: You know, I don't -- I don't even know. It's not important. Melanie.

Max: There's a shocker.

Chelsea: I'm making too much of it, right?

Max: Yeah, you are. I mean, who cares if somebody's gonna gossip about us or, like, make stupid assumptions about us? I mean, especially if it's my sister. I mean, that's her trademark.

Chelsea: True. I shouldn't let her get to me.

Max: No. We have a great...friendship, Chelse, you know? We shouldn't let anyone get in the middle of that. You know?

Chelsea: Well, okay.

Max: Okay.

Victor: Ah, yes. All you two needed was a little provocation so you could bond in your complete contempt for me. It was heartwarming to behold.

Philip: Why don't you cut the bull and tell us what the hell this means?

Victor: With you two at the helm, the sky's the limit at Titan.

Philip: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. We were just fired. I mean, you can't just jerk us around and expect us to come crawling back. Come on.

Victor: Of course not. I don't expect that. I expect the two of you -- well, considering the state of the economy and all those job offers you have rolling in -- to make me wait for my answer. I'm very patient. [Chuckles]

Sami: Sister Theresa offered to help me with my pregnancy. And, um -- and that's why I wanted to get in touch with her.

Rafe: What do you mean? What kind of help?

Sami: I don't know. Support, I guess. Emotional support. No offense, but it'd be kind of nice to be able to talk to a woman about everything I'm going through, and...and besides, the convent used to be an orphanage, so she knows a lot about kids.

Rafe: Well, you're up to something.

Sami: Why? Because I want to talk to a nun? I'm pregnant, and I'm all alone, and...and she offered to help me, and I thought maybe she could help me with...life after the baby's born.

Rafe: Really? Sister Theresa's gonna help you with that.

Sami: Maybe.

Rafe: Mm-hmm.

Sami: Why not?

Rafe: Mm.

[Cellphone ringing]

Rafe: Oh, it's my boss. Hernandez.

Man: That's right. You just keep talking.

Brady: Thanks. So, what do you think?

Philip: I'll be damned if I'm gonna quit and let some MBA take over.

Brady: Yeah, same here.

Philip: Besides...Victor might be right. We could make a good team.

Brady: Well, he's right about the state of the economy, state of the job market.

Philip: Yeah, that too.

Brady: So what does this mean?

Philip: I don't know. What do you say...partner? You in?

Brady: Absolutely.

Melanie: [Speaks French]

Max: I thought you had to work today.

Melanie: Have you ever heard of a coffee break? Or, in my case, a sugar-free, non-fat chai tea latte, and eighty-six the foam, would ya?

Max: Mm, sure. Yeah, I'll get you your drink... after you tell me why you said all that stuff to Chelsea.

Melanie: Uh-oh. Word travels fast, yeah?

Max: Mm-hmm. Why do you always have to stir things up?

Melanie: Max, I was just making an observation. You don't have to go all nuclear on me.

Max: I'm not going nuclear. I just want you to stay out of my personal life, okay?

Melanie: But she likes you, Max. It's really obvious.

Max: Let it go, all right?

Melanie: Touchy. Okay, about -- Max, what's this? Is this a mixed-tape CD? Is it for me? No? Wouldn't be for Chelsea by any chance, would it?

Max: Wipe that stupid little grin off your face.

Melanie: Max, boys don't do things like that for girls they're just friends with.

Max: Yes, they do.

Melanie: Mnh-mnh.

Max: Mm-hmm.

Melanie: Okay, look, could you just get it over with and ask her out and make it official?

Max: Did I miss a chapter here? I-I thought that you didn't like Chelsea. And now you seem so determined to put your own, you know, beloved brother together with her. I mean, why is that?

Melanie: Why do you have to be so cynical? Max, you're my brother. You're my only family. I care about you. And I want to see you happy. And if Chelsea's the girl to do that, then I think you should go for it.

Nicole: Ugh, voicemail. Why doesn't anybody ever answer their phone? Okay, Jill, looks like you're my last chance.

Jill: Dr. Baker?

Nicole: Hi, is this Jill?

Jill: This isn't Dr. Baker.

Nicole: No, but it's a friend of his, and, uh, I know all about your relationship, so I think we should have a little chat, huh?

Jill: What's going on? Is the doctor in trouble? Am I in trouble?

Nicole: Meet me in 20 minutes, pier 14.

Jill: I don't know.

Nicole: Look, you have two choices -- you can meet me, we can chat, and everything will be fine, or you can bail on me and I will blow this thing wide open.

Jill: How will I know who to look for?

Nicole: Oh, you'll know. I'll be the woman with the grimly determined look on her face. Oh, and one more thing -- you better come alone or you'll be sorry.

Philip: I'm gonna go grab those files, then I'll show you to your office.

Brady: Sounds good.

Melanie: You must be Brady.

Brady: Yeah, and you are?

Melanie: Melanie. Hi.

Brady: Hi.

Melanie: I, uh, meant to introduce myself to you at the Christmas party, but you were otherwise engaged.

Brady: [Chuckles]

Melanie: Everybody wants a piece of the new guy, right?

Brady: I doubt that.

Melanie: [Giggles] Well, welcome to Titan. Or should I say, "welcome back"? I very much look forward to working with you.

Marlena: Roman, it's not your fault.

Roman: I don't know, Doc. I mean, I'm talking two damn months now, and what do we got? We got nothing. [Sighs] E.J.'s right. Seeing the look on Sami's face when she saw those two kids... and actually the look on his face when he told her how much he missed her.

Marlena: He told her that?

Roman: Could be he still loves her, huh?

Marlena: Well, then, he probably still cares about her. What are you thinking?

Roman: Well... I don't know. It's just I guess I'm thinking that no matter what happens with E.J. and Nicole -- I mean, even if they live happily ever after, so to speak -- I'm starting to believe that E.J. will always have feelings for Sami.

E.J.: How was he, Mary?

Mary: Oh, a little cranky this morning. He, uh -- he only took a 10-minute nap.

E.J.: A 10-minute nap? What, are we just quitting naps? Is that what we're doing? I'm sorry if he was any trouble.

Mary: Oh, he's no trouble. I really love that little guy.

E.J.: He misses his mother. That's the problem.

Sami: So, what did he say? Do they have any leads on the mole or what?

Rafe: No.

Sami: Oh, come on. The guy's got to be right under their noses. Look, do you -- do you trust your boss here?

Rafe: If it were Jeffries, you'd be dead by now.

Sami: Great. Great, so then we're back to square one. Well, this is depressing. I'm gonna get something to eat.

Rafe: Hello? Did you forget about our little conversation? About your pregnancy, Sister Theresa, the orphanage? Wait a second. You're -- you're not thinking --

Sami: What?

Rafe: No, you wouldn't do that. That -- you're not thinking about giving up this baby, are you?

Sami: Tell me more about the orphanage.

Rafe: I have told you everything there is to tell. Sami, come on. I'm risking my life here for you and this baby. The least you can do is tell me the truth.

Sami: Do you think that convent would be a good place for my baby?

Max: Hey, Chelse, it's Max. Um, yeah, you left your CD here accidentally. Uh, can you give me a buzz whenever you get this? I just want to -- just want to run something by you. Yeah, just, you know, call me. Okay, bye.

Chelsea: Grandpa.

Victor: Chelsea, what a pleasant surprise.

Chelsea: Well, maybe not so pleasant.

Victor: Oh. Well, thank you for the warning. Sit down.

Chelsea: [Clears throat] I need you to fire Melanie Layton. She's, um -- she's manipulative. She's a liar. She uses people. She's just gonna make your life a living hell.

Victor: Well, Chelsea, I can't simply fire the girl because you don't care for her.

Chelsea: It's not just that I don't care for her. It's that she's a terrible person. This is just -- this is for your own good. You understand that?

Victor: I'm sure that Melanie is a troublemaker, but she also has a lot of drive and ambition and, more importantly, she controls the alternative-fuel project.

Chelsea: So that's what this is about. Profits from that project.

Victor: [Chuckling] I don't run this company for my health. Of course it's about profits.

Chelsea: How can you be so mercenary?

Victor: If someone is an asset to my company, they get to stay, so Melanie stays.

Brady: So, Melanie, what do you do around here?

Melanie: Well, among other things, I own the rights to the alternative-fuel project that Titan is developing.

Brady: Right, Victor mentioned that to me. I look forward to learning all about that.

Melanie: And I look forward to teaching you...all about that. [Clears throat] You know, this project is going to make us very rich.

Brady: Is that right?

Melanie: How about you come into my office and I'll show you some numbers?

Brady: Okay.

Rafe: You can't be serious.

Sami: Don't make this harder than it is. Please.

Rafe: Yeah, but to give away your baby...

Sami: I'm not gonna let the DiMera's sink their hooks into another one of my children. As far as I can tell, this is the only option that I have. And you said you'd help me. Please...help me go talk to Sister Theresa.

Rafe: No. There's no way. There's no way that I am gonna let you.

Man: Gotcha. Say goodbye, Sami Brady.

E.J.: It can get pretty lonely in this big, old house, can't it? But guess what. In the next month or two, you are going to have your very own brother or sister to play with. How does that sound? Pretty cool? [Chuckles] You know what else you have to look forward to? This little boy or girl is going to have his very own, or her own, mummy. Someone who's very loving. Very loving and very caring and who's crazy about you, you little lady-killer. She's gonna be a part of our family. Well, I suppose she already is a part of our family. Father, I need to talk to you about something. It's important.

Jill: Are you the one who called me?

Stephanie: I get it. It's gonna be one big train wreck, so Philip and I should stay away from each other.

Brady: All this animosity toward Melanie, it's obviously personal.

Philip: You're damn right it's personal.

Rafe: Where in the world do you even come up with crazy stuff like this?

Sami: From you.

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