Days Transcript Tuesday 5/12/09

Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 5/12/09 - Canada; Wednesday 5/13/09 - U.S.A.


Provided By Eric

Rafe: I'll talk to him, make sure that doesn't happen. Don't worry, okay? Dr. Baker will not be a problem.

Nicole: Come on, doc. Don't be ashamed. If you need a lift, I'll give you a ride home.

Dr. Baker: I do not want nor need you to take me home.

Nicole: Okay, fine. Then we'll have our little talk here.

Dr. Baker: Look, I got nothing to say to you, so just get the hell out of here.

Nicole: Sorry, dick. No can do.

Dr. Baker: We had a deal, an agreement. I don't tell E.J. About the baby switch and you just stay away from me.

Nicole: Well, I can't. You're irresistible.

Dr. Baker: I don't have time for this.

Nicole: Well, you better make time. Otherwise, the deal is off.

E.J.: I'm calling on behalf of Stefano DiMera.

Owen: Yes, sir. What can I do for you?

E.J.: Not over the phone, please. We need to meet face-to-face.

Owen: Got it.

Philip: As soon as I've accomplished my missions -- getting your grandma to like me --

Stephanie: Trust you.

Philip: Right, trust me. And getting her to see that my family is actually...

Stephanie: Wholesome? Uh, harmless? Stand-up citizens?

Philip: Took the words right out of my mouth.

Stephanie: [Chuckles] What's the other mission you want to accomplish?

Philip: Setting a date for the wedding.

Stephanie: I'm up for that. You have one more mission, though, that's more important than all the rest.

Philip: Oh, yeah? What is that?

Stephanie: Staying safe.

Philip: I'll add that to the list.

Stephanie: And getting stronger.

Philip: I'm about to work on that, actually.

[Both laugh]

Stephanie: When's your first physical-therapy lesson?

Philip: Tonight.

Stephanie: Oh, really? Like, as in now?

Philip: I got time. Uh, yeah, I got time.

Stephanie: Are you sure?

Philip: Yeah. What did you have in mind?

Stephanie: Hmm. Let me think.

Announcer: Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.

E.J.: You still there? Hello?

Owen: Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

E.J.: You need to meet me right away. You understand?

Owen: How do I even know that this is a representative of the DiMera family? How do I know I'm not being set up right now?

E.J.: Because I gave you the box number, remember?

Owen: Read it to me again.

E.J.: 11079.

Owen: Okay. Where do you want to meet?

E.J.: Get a pen. Write this down.

Owen: Okay, got it. Go ahead.

E.J.: You know where the green mountain river crosses under the highway?

Owen: Yeah, of course, sure.

E.J.: Okay, go east one mile from there. There's a clearing.

Owen: Mile east. Yeah.

E.J.: Be there in 20 minutes. Come alone, and take precautions. Lives could depend on it.

Sami: You make it sound so easy. Like, oh, sure. All you have to do is tell him not to say anything and then -- poof! -- All my problems will magically disappear.

Rafe: It will be easy. Trust me.

Sami: I trust you. It's him I don't trust. I don't even know him. I mean, he seemed like an okay guy, but --

Rafe: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey. Sami, calm down, okay? You worry way too much.

Sami: I have a lot to worry about, in case you hadn't noticed.

Rafe: Uh, okay. He is a doctor, right?

>>Your baby?

Sami: But he doesn't know I'm trying to keep Grace a secret, right? All he knows is that he delivered a baby and then the girl just disappeared on him. What if he tells someone? If he just says one thing, it's gonna get out and then E.J.'S gonna hear about it. I mean, E.J. Would hear.

Rafe: Shh! Stop. Stop. I said I would take care of it, didn't I? Didn't I say that? Now, this doctor, he just needs a little talking to and I'm just the guy to do it, okay? You trust me, don't you?

Sami: Yes. Yes, Rafe, I trust you.

Rafe: Okay, then believe me when I say dr. Baker will not be a problem, okay?

Dr. Baker: You know, you're crazy.

Nicole: Like a fox. Well, technically I'm a vixen.

Dr. Baker: Will you just get the hell out of here before I call security?

Nicole: Fine, you go ahead and do that, and then I'll have E.J. Send a few guys over and it'll be one big party.

Dr. Baker: You are being totally irrational.

Nicole: I'm not leaving, doc. Not until we talk about what happened earlier and how we're gonna fix it.

Dr. Baker: Fix what?

Nicole: Sami Brady. She saw you.

Dr. Baker: So?

Nicole: "So?" Are you mind-blowingly stupid, or is this all just an act? You were supposed to steer clear of her, remember? And now everything's happening just like I said it would.

Dr. Baker: So Sami saw me, yes, okay, but when she did, she practically ran out of the hospital, so she wants as much to do with me as I want to do with her. Problem averted.

Nicole: Uh, problem is just beginning. Rafe saw everything.

Dr. Baker: Who the hell's Rafe?

Nicole: Her boyfriend.

Dr. Baker: So? So her boyfriend saw me. So what? So what difference does that make?

Nicole: All the difference in the world. Rafe was an FBI agent, which means he's gonna start asking questions.

Dr. Baker: So the boyfriend's asking questions.

Nicole: The ex-FBI boyfriend is asking questions. And because he's ex-FBI, he will get answers. And then everyone will know about your baby-brokering past, my -- my miscarriage, the baby switch. They'll know it all.

Dr. Baker: What do you want me to do?

Nicole: I want you to get the hell out of Salem and never come back.

Dr. Baker: How many times have I told you? I'm not leaving town. Not a chance.

E.J.: You tell me to trust this man. I don't know who this guy is or how he's gonna help me keep you alive. Stop those jackals from taking this company. But I'll tell you this -- I'll find out.

Philip: What are you thinking?

Stephanie: Just that the more I fall in love with you...

Philip: Go on.

Stephanie: If anything were to happen to you --

Philip: Steph, look at me. We are gonna grow old together, okay? 80 years from now, you'll be wheeling me into the Brady pub for the early bird special. Come on.

Stephanie: Don't joke.

Philip: [Laughs] Okay. Well, then, in all seriousness, I'll repeat myself. My father and I are working out a truce with E.J. Once that's worked out, all this stuff that's going on will be fossilized ancient history. You have to believe me, okay?

Stephanie: I want to.

Philip: Hey, Steph. You are my life. All I want to do is make you happy, and I will. I promise.

Nicole: You have serious problems, baker. I mean, even more serious than your apparent mental deficiency and aside from your baby-broker résumé about to make front-page news, you've got loan sharks that want their money back.

Dr. Baker: This conversation's over.

Nicole: No. No, baker, that would be your life.

Dr. Baker: And, you know, speaking of which, you better think twice about making another attempt on it.

Nicole: Oh, you know damn well that was an accident.

Dr. Baker: Call it what you will, but if I do happen to have another "accident," I'm taking you with me.

Nicole: What is that supposed to mean?

Dr. Baker: It means I've made arrangements for a letter explicitly detailing your innumerable deficiencies and misdeeds to be sent to the authorities in the event of my untimely death.

Stephanie: Philip...remember how I told you I talked to Chelsea about how I kept picturing us in the future?

Philip: Mm-hmm.

Stephanie: Well, here we are engaged, and yet we've never talked about that with each other, you know, where we see ourselves down the line.

Philip: I see myself with you -- the women of my dreams, always.

Stephanie: I know, but, I mean, there are other issues, or things we need to agree on.

Philip: Such as?

Stephanie: Kids. I don't even know if you want any.

Philip: I do. Of course I do. I'd like six or seven, actually.

Stephanie: Oh, I'm serious.

Philip: Me too. I want a big family. What about you?

Stephanie: I guess I could be talked into having a big family. I definitely want two.

Philip: You'll be a great mom.

Stephanie: So many of my friends are, you know, waiting to have babies until their careers are established or whatever, but...

Philip: But what?

Stephanie: Ever since I fell in love with you, I can't help but picture these beautiful little kids running around with your great smile.

Philip: [Laughs]

Stephanie: And your dimples. Are they recessive or dominant?

Philip: I don't know, but do you know how hot you are when you're happy?

Stephanie: No, but maybe you should show me.

Rafe: Excuse me. Hey, I'm looking for dr. Baker. I need to talk to him.

Yeah, dr. Baker -- he just left a few minutes ago.

Rafe: Oh, did he go home? Any idea where that might be?

Um, I'm sorry. I can't release that kind of information. It's hospital rules.

Rafe: Um, well, maybe you could make an exception in this case. You see, dr. Baker and my dad, they were really good friends. In fact, they went to med school together, and, uh, they e-mail each other all the time. You should see the stuff they send. It's -- but I just came up here without his address. See, I'm in residence here right now in new York, and I just wanted to ask dr. Baker some questions about, you know, where to go --


Rafe: Maybe you could help me.

Well, let me just see what I can do.

Rafe: That'd be great.

[Cellphone rings] Yeah, what's up?

Arianna: Hey, big brother. Wanted to see if you want to meet me for coffee, but my break's winding down, so it'll have to be soon.

Rafe: Yeah, I can't right now. I'm kind of busy.

Arianna: With Sami?

Rafe: Got to go.

Arianna: Rafe.

Rafe: Wow. Salem inn. That's where he said he was staying? Okay, thanks. You are a saint.

Owen: Hello, sir.

E.J.: I trust you weren't followed.

Owen: No, I made sure that I wasn't.

E.J.: Good. Do you know why you're here?

Owen: To help Mr. DiMera.

E.J.: Good. What else?

Owen: What do you mean "what else"?

E.J.: Well, I'm gonna have to know a little bit more about you before we can proceed. What else?

Owen: About me? Um, okay, well, I've been working for Stefano DiMera for the past two years as a gardener at the Kiriakis mansion. I've been watching over things for him.

E.J.: What else?

Owen: I've been collecting information for him by observing them, clocking their comings and goings and observing their daily routines and taking copious notes and putting them all into a safety-deposit box, number 11079. So, what, you need me to do something else?

E.J.: Yes. I need you to do something else.

Dr. Baker: No, look, bobby, of course it's not a situation I want to be in. Just listen to me. I'm working on it, all right? I'm gonna have your money in just a couple of days, all right? Yeah, I know. I know you do. Bobby, bobby, don't -- don't be like that, all right? Bobby.

Baker, right?

How's it going, doc? Everything okay?

Dr. Baker: Yeah, fine. You?

Not great, to tell you the truth. Got a big problem, actually.

Dr. Baker: Oh, yeah? Um...what's the problem?

I got one, too.

Dr. Baker: Oh. Wow, times are tough.

I'm sorry. What was that?

Dr. Baker: Nothing, nothing. Listen, I probab--

Did this guy just say "times are tough"?

I think he did.

[Laughs] You got a mouth on you, huh?

Dr. Baker: What's the problem?

You're the problem. You owe our boss a ton of money, money you don't seem to want to pay back.

So we're here to collect.

Dr. Baker: Okay, um, guys, let's, uh, be reasonable about this, all right? We can talk it out. There's, um...

You're too late, doc.

Sami: Yes, we have to be happy. We have to think good thoughts for Rafe because he's gonna take care of dr. Baker. He's gonna make sure that no one can ever take you away from me, right, sweetheart?

[Grace fussing] Are you okay? Oh, oh! It's time for your bottle. I'm gonna go get it warmed up for you, sweetheart, okay? I'll be right back. Don't move. Hey, can I have some hot water?

Nicole: Look at that nice gentleman. Thank you. Say hi! Oh. Hey, baby Grace. Looky, Sydney. Where's your mommy, huh?

Sami: Get away from my baby.

Stephanie: Wait. We can't do this.

Philip: Yes, we can.

Stephanie: No, Philip, you just got out of the hospital.

Philip: It doesn't matter.

Stephanie: Well, and we're outside. What if somebody comes out here?

Philip: I sent the staff home.

Stephanie: Okay, what about the guards?

Philip: They're not gonna come inside. It's just the two of us. Just the two of us.

E.J.: Philip Kiriakis is engaged? My goodness.

Owen: To Stephanie Johnson no less. Tough cookie, that one. I mean, she gives old man Kiriakis a run for his money, you know.

E.J.: Yeah, I bet she does. Look, Owen, I'm sure you're aware that they relations between the Kiriakis family and the DiMera family have become somewhat strained of late.

Owen: Sure, who could miss it? Two attempts on Philip's life. It's pretty scary stuff.

E.J.: Yeah, it's certainly heating up a bit.

Owen: It's getting pretty ugly.

E.J.: Let me ask you something. My father -- did he ever ask you for any favors, you know, in this regard?

Owen: I'm not sure I follow you.

E.J.: Come on now, Owen. I mean, you work in the Kiriakises' house. You have their trust. This is a great opportunity for you, above and beyond just collecting some intel.

Owen: No, no, no, no. Wait a minute. I'm not that guy. I mean, the whole violence thing, that's not me. Being Mr. DiMera's eyes and ears, that I can hand, but I'm not some hired gun or some thug or anything like that, sir.

E.J.: Well, Owen, that may have to change.

Dr. Baker: Look, guys -- guys -- ow, geez. Be reasonable, all right? I can -- I can get you the money. I'll have it for you tomorrow.

All out of time, doc.

Rafe: What's going on?

Doesn't concern you.

Rafe: I'm making it concern me. What seems to be the problem?

Dr. Baker: I, um -- I owe these -- I owe their boss money.

Rafe: Oh, sounds like you got trouble.

Dr. Baker: You can say that.

Who the hell are you?

Rafe: A friend.

You better run along, friend, before you get hurt.

Rafe: Look, maybe we can work something out, huh? What do you say? How about an extension, huh? You're good for it, right?

Dr. Baker: Oh, yeah, sure. Listen, I told them I'd get them the money tomorrow.

We've been hearing that song for months, you deadbeat son of a bitch.

Ollie, what the hell we waiting for? Let's mess this deadbeat up and take off.

Rafe: Yeah, I can't let you do that.

You can't let us do that.


That is scary. I'm shaking. Walk away.

Rafe: No, see, that's what you're gonna do right now. Now you do that, everyone's happy, everyone's fine.

You're a hard guy, is that it?

Sami: Excuse me.

Nicole: Gosh. You know, I was just keeping her company while her mommy was God knows where.

Sami: I was getting her bottle warmed.

Nicole: Oh. Gracie, you hungry, honey?

Sami: Hi. I told you to stay away from her.

Nicole: Okay, well, I thought we were trying to just get along, you know, for the kids' sake.

Sami: Nicole, get a grip. I just wanted you to know what it feels like when you're always shrieking at me to stay away from little Sydney.

Nicole: Okay, well, I'm not shrieking now, am I? It's just when you're actually holding her that I object. You know, the physical contact. It's just a boundary, Sami, okay?

Sami: See? Mommy got your bottle all warmed up and ready for you, huh?

Nicole: That's sweet, Grace. See, Sydney, huh? Yeah, isn't she a beautiful baby?

Sami: You were hungry, weren't you? Look at you.

Nicole: So sweet and innocent, everything you're not, but I guess that makes sense considering she's not really your baby.

Stephanie: Philip?

Philip: Huh?

Stephanie: Are you okay?

Philip: Yeah, I'm fine.

Stephanie: Sure I didn't hurt you?

Philip: Hurt me? That was very healing, actually. I don't think I need to go to physical therapy anymore.

Stephanie: Oh, no, you don't. You have to go. It's important. I'll come with you.

Philip: What for?

Stephanie: Moral support.

Philip: Steph, you'll be bored to tears.

Stephanie: What am I gonna do here?

Philip: Just hang out here. Why don't you go upstairs and see that surprise I left you?

Stephanie: Another surprise?

Philip: It's in the bedroom closet.

Stephanie: Oh.

Philip: Yeah, I think you'll like it. I won't be long.

Stephanie: Promise?

Philip: Promise.

Stephanie: Okay. I'm gonna go see what my surprise is.

Philip: You do that.

Stephanie: Have fun.

[Cellphone rings]

Mr. Kiriakis.

Philip: I want an update.

He's alive. Barely.

E.J.: Owen, in response to the excellent job that you've done so far, I'm sorry, but I'm going to give you a new assignment -- a promotion.

Owen: Look, this is way beyond my job description, sir.

E.J.: Listen to me, okay? You, Owen, are our best hope.

Owen: Hope for what, sir?

E.J.: My father's life is in danger. Now, unless you do exactly what I'm telling you to do, he's going to die.

Owen: Oh, God. What do you want me to do?

Sami: How dare you, Nicole. That is crossing the line. Just because she's adopted, she's just as much my child as Johnny or Allie or Will.

[Sydney crying]

Nicole: Okay, all right, look, I'm sorry. That was insensitive of me, all right? It's just that you -- you hurt me when you pushed me away from her.

Sami: Nicole, are you kidding me right now? Do you realize that you treat me like I have some sort of infectious disease every single time I get near Sydney?

Nicole: Okay, all right. I've just learned my lesson. And I will try to be more... tolerant in the future.

Sami: Good. We both have to work on that. No matter how we feel about each other, we cannot let it affect the way that we treat each other's children. E.J.'s right. We are bigger than that.

Nicole: Yes, we are.

Sami: Sydney is adorable, and I have a soft spot for her, as I'm sure you've noticed.

Nicole: All right, well, everyone has a soft spot for Sydney. She's a very special baby.

Sami: She really is. And there is something about the way she looks at me when she smiles at me.

Nicole: Enough gushing. She's a baby. She's cute. Yes, I get it. You don't have to go overboard.

Sami: What? I'm just trying to say something nice about your little girl and you get all upset again?

Nicole: I don't need you to be in love with my daughter, Sami, okay? She gets enough love and attention at home from me and E.J., And she certainly doesn't need someone who's not connected to her be all...

Sami: All what?

Nicole: Just...boundaries, okay? I just -- I want you to keep your distance not only physically, but in every way.

Sami: And you realize that you have just done a complete 180.

Nicole: You're over the top with her, Sami. It's weird. It makes me uncomfortable.

Sami: You are unbelievable. You are even more psycho than I originally thought.

Nicole: All right, Syd. I'm gonna go get some coffee. Excuse us.

Sami: Want to know why I am so drawn to your daughter?

Nicole: No, you know what? I don't really want to know.

Sami: Well, guess what -- I'm gonna tell you. It's because I'm worried about her and the life she's gonna lead with so many strikes against her already, like having you for a mother.

Nicole: Excuse me?

Sami: Oh, yeah. Are you serious? You understand that insanely possessive is not the same thing as having maternal instincts.

Nicole: Well, I'm sorry that I don't have four children, Sami. But my maternal instincts are so strong, they have taken over my life. Do you hear me? God, my daughter means everything to me. I spend every moment of my life now making sure that she is happy and keeping her safe and healthy, and she is gonna have a great life with me and E.J.

Sami: I don't know what kind of life you expect her to have with two parents who fight all the time and a psychotic grandfather. You have guards outside the door 24/7.

Nicole: Don't talk about my family like that. You are just so jealous that you can't see straight.

Sami: Jealous? Are you kidding me? I wouldn't trade places with you for anything.

Nicole: E.J. and I are desperately in love with each other. You know that? And you can't stand it.

Sami: Give me a break, Nicole. If I wanted E.J. in my life, he would be there.

Arianna: Sami?

Sami: Hey.

Arianna: Everything okay here?

Sami: Yeah. Yeah, hi, Arianna. Um, it's nice to see you. This is Grace, and, um, I was just catching up with an old friend.

Nicole: I'm Nicole DiMera, and you are?

Arianna: Arianna Hernandez.

Nicole: Uh, you look familiar. Have we met before?

Arianna: No, don't think so, but I'm Rafe's sister, so...

Nicole: Ah, yes. Now I see it. Same eyes. Well, Arianna, you've probably noticed that Sami was being facetious when she said that we were friends.

[Sydney fussing] Yeah, because that couldn't be further from the truth. We can't stand each other.

Arianna: Oh, well...

Nicole: Most people find Sami impossible to get along with, given her cold, sadistic nature.

Sami: Oh, cool it, Nicole.

Nicole: If you care at all about your brother, Rafe, you will tell him to stay as far away as possible from this witch.

Rafe: Drop it. I said drop it or I'm gonna break your buddy's windpipe. Slow. Kick it over here. Nice. Good. Get the hell up.


Rafe: Get your girlfriend and get out of here.


Rafe: Go on. Beat it!

Dr. Baker: You saved my butt. Thanks.

Rafe: Yeah, no problem.

Dr. Baker: Look, if there's any way I can pay you back --

Rafe: Yeah, well, first you can start by telling me how you got involved with those two guys.

Dr. Baker: Just a run of bad luck.

Rafe: Yeah, I don't think so. 'Cause something tells me you're in some serious trouble.

Dr. Baker: Nah.

Rafe: Do I look stupid to you?

Dr. Baker: Okay. Um, I appreciate you stepping in here and taking care of things, but I don't have to justify my life to you.

Rafe: Okay, so maybe I should just call those two goons back and see if they want to finish the job, huh?

Dr. Baker: I'm a gambler. I have an addiction.

Rafe: An addiction. It's like a disease, right? Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?

Dr. Baker: I don't give a damn what you think. It's none of your business.

Rafe: Wow, for someone who practically saved your life, come on, doctor.

Dr. Baker: And how do you know I'm a doctor? Who are you?

Rafe: I'm just a guy...a guy who needs a favor.

Owen: Look, I wo-- I would do anything for Mr. DiMera, sir. I would, but I just -- this, I don't know.

E.J.: You don't know? What don't you know?

Owen: It just doesn't seem right.

E.J.: So you're having a moral dilemma, hmm?

Owen: Yes. Yeah, I guess it is.

E.J.: All right, then. Don't worry about it. I'll find someone else.

Owen: Someone else?

E.J.: Someone else. I'm sure there are plenty of people who would jump at the opportunity to work for my family. It pays very well, as you know. Jobs are few and far between in this economy, no?

Owen: You do have a good point.

E.J.: Good luck.

Owen: No, wait, sir. I -- [Sighs] I'll do it. What you said earlier -- I can and I will.

Sami: As you can probably tell, we go way back.

Nicole: Yeah, well, just tell Rafe to keep his distance. He'll thank me later.

Sami: Hey, back off, Nicole.

Arianna: You both have adorable babies.

Sami: Thank you.

Nicole: Thanks.

Arianna: And they look about the same age. When were they born?

Both: January 28th.

Arianna: Wow. Same day. What are the chances? And two girls.

Nicole: Well, Sydney actually has a half brother, who is Sami's son Johnny. And his daddy is my husband, Sydney's father. Talk about wild, huh? Well, I really should go.

Sami: Yes, I think so, too.

Nicole: Yeah, it's -- it's been swell. We simply must do this again. Nice to meet you.

Arianna: Sorry if I made that --

Sami: No, no, you didn't do anything. Don't worry about it. She's a nightmare.

Arianna: Well, your daughter, she -- she really is gorgeous. Hi, Grace.

Sami: I think so, too. She's been a little bit under the weather, but she's got a smile today.

Arianna: What an angel. No wonder Rafe can't stop talking about her. Which reminds me. I talked to him earlier, but I tried and I can't seem to get ahold of him. Any idea where he might be?

Sami: No. No, none.

Arianna: Well, I just thought I'd ask.

Sami: You know, your brother's a really good guy. He's always helping people.

Arianna: Yeah, that's true.

Sami: So I'm sure he's probably just helping a friend.

Dr. Baker: So, what do you want me to do?

Rafe: Well, my friend Sami tells me that you delivered her baby. She's in town now in a bit of a delicate situation. And she's prefer that you didn't talk about her or her baby or the fact that you delivered her baby to anyone.

Dr. Baker: Hmm. Well...seems like an easy enough promise to keep.

Rafe: Good.

Dr. Baker: I make it a practice not to talk to anybody about my patients anyway.

Rafe: Yeah, well, you seem like the real noble type.

Dr. Baker: What now?

Rafe: You're not curious as to why I'm asking you to keep it a secret?

Dr. Baker: It's not my business.

Rafe: Why am I suddenly worried?

Dr. Baker: Don't be. Listen, those guys tried to kill me. I'm not gonna stick around and give them a second chance.

Rafe: Yeah. So, what are you saying? You leaving town or something?

Dr. Baker: Never coming back.

Philip: Barely alive. You were right. You can go.

[Door opens]

[Door closes] Not to worry, Stefano.

Stephanie: Mr. DiMera, I was really sorry to hear about your son.

Stefano: My son did not deserve to die like that.

Philip: Stefano...nobody's saying you shouldn't be pissed about what happened -- wanting to break heads, whatever, dying to blame someone, but --

Stefano: Not someone. You, you little bastard.

Philip: But you don't get it. I'm not to blame for Tony's death. The person to blame is his father. It's you.

Philip: This will all be over very soon.

Stephanie: Come on, Philip. What's taking you so long?

Owen: Maybe he's buying you a gift.

Stephanie: Oh, good Lord.

Owen: Sorry.

Stephanie: You scared me. It's okay. Uh, sorry. I didn't know anyone was still here. Philip said that he gave the staff the rest of the night off.

Owen: He did. I just had a few loose ends to tie up before I left. Oh, here. Lemonade fresh from the hothouse. I brought you some. Made a batch for the guards downstairs. Thought you might be thirsty.

Stephanie: Thank you. That was really thoughtful of you.

[Cellphone ringing] I think that's Philip.

Owen: This is for you, Mr. DiMera. Got to pull this off for you.

[Knock on door]

Sami: Rafe, I'm so glad -- what happened? What happened to you?

Rafe: I got good news.

Sami: Are you okay?

Rafe: Yeah, I'm fine. I took care of your problem.

Sami: You did? Dr. Baker's not gonna say anything?

Rafe: Yeah, not only that, but he's leaving town.

Sami: Really?

Rafe: Yeah, your secret is safe. E.J. Will no longer be a threat to Grace.

Sami: Thank you so much.

Rafe: Anything for you.

[Cellphone ringing]

Nicole: What do you want?

Dr. Baker: I thought I'd just let you know I'm leaving town.

Nicole: You're what?

Dr. Baker: I decided to give you what you want.

Nicole: What made you decide that?

Dr. Baker: Does it matter, Nicole? The point is I'm leaving, so hopefully that should make you rest easier at night just in case it doesn't.

Nicole: Oh, it does, believe me.

Dr. Baker: Just want to remind you of our little insurance policy.

Nicole: Yes, thank you. You don't have to worry about me.

Dr. Baker: And the $15,000?

Nicole: I'll have it wired to your account in the morning.

Dr. Baker: Well, then I guess the only thing to say, my dear, is --

Nicole: Goodbye. Another bullet dodged, Sydney. [Sighs] I am the luckiest woman in the world to have you and your daddy. And nothing's gonna change that.

E.J.: It's gonna work. I wouldn't let you down. It's gonna work.

Stephanie: Flowers are lovely.

Owen: Thanks.

Philip: There's my girl.

Stephanie: Philip!

Philip: [Laughs] My beautiful fiancée. Mm! I love saying that.

Stephanie: I miss you.

Philip: Really? I was gone all of what, an hour?

Stephanie: Felt like forever.

Philip: [Laughs] Look at you. You have my gift on.

Stephanie: I do, and I love it.

Philip: Me too.

Stephanie: How was physical therapy?

Philip: Good. Encouraging. I'm completely dehydrated. Is that yours? Do you mind?

Stephanie: No, not at all.

Victor: Your illustrious son is running out of time, Stefano.

E.J.: It's gonna be a cold day in hell before that man touches any of my father's estate.

Hope: You're the only one who's going to lose here.

Bo: I'll take my chances.

Stephanie: Philip, wake up. Oh, my God.

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