Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 12/15/09 - Canada; Wednesday 12/16/09 - U.S.A.
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Rafe: Not Brady. [Chuckles] Ooh. Sorry.
Nicole: I need to talk to him.
Rafe: Oh, that's too bad. It's been a long time coming, but Brady's actually given up on you. So...what do you got?
Philip: Yeah, so then out of nowhere, this guy gets up on the table and starts singing Hark the Herald Angels Sing.
Melanie: Are you kidding me?
Philip: No, he was screeching at the top of his lungs.
Melanie: Wow, so then, naturally, your dad fired him?
Philip: No, he quit. On the spot.
Melanie: Wha-- and this was at last year's Titan Christmas party? How did I miss that?
Philip: Oh, yeah, a little tip? Do not sit on the lap of the guy wearing the Santa suit.
Melanie: Yikes! No, duly noted. Ew! Hey, Nathan.
Nathan: Melanie. Philip.
Victor: Homemade eggnog, what a treat.
Vivian: To our first Christmas in many years.
Victor: Mmm! Jeez. A little heavy on the bourbon, isn't it?
Vivian: Only five cups.
Victor: Oh, is that all?
Vivian: Get you in the spirit of the holidays.
Victor: Get me plastered, you mean.
Vivian: Oh, you've got it all over your lips. Let me fix that.
Kate: Oh, my God, it's true. You really have lost your mind, haven't you, Victor?
EJ: Well, they're keeping my father in jail, you know? Well, overnight, at least. All right, are you-- keep me posted. Troy. What can I do for you?
Troy: Look, I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. DiMera, especially with everything you've got on your plate--
EJ: I don't care to discuss my daughter with you, thanks.
Troy: Our little drug pusher, Arianna Hernandez, is gonna be a problem.
Brady: What are you thinking? You got a plan?
Arianna: I'm forming one.
Brady: How are you supposed to find out who Salem's main supplier is if you can't even get a shipment?
Arianna: Well, that's just it. I'm gonna use that to get to the head of the cartel.
Brady: By threatening to take your business elsewhere? You already did that. It didn't work.
Arianna: That's why it's time for a new approach.
Nicole: Leave me alone, Rafe.
Rafe: Oh, I didn't come here to fight with you, Nicole. Actually, I came to say that I hope that you do have Sydney.
Nicole: Why would you hope that? You don't want me to have anything to do with Sydney.
Rafe: Well, actually, no, that is not true.
EJ: Hmm. What about Ms. Hernandez? She's not making trouble, I hope.
Troy: It's her.
[Cell phone ringing]
EJ: Take it.
Troy: Arianna, what's up?
Arianna: Uh, Troy, um, I was actually thinking about what you said earlier about the shipment being delayed and, um, that it was actually your boss' problem.
Arianna: I was wondering if I could help.
Troy: You'd like to help, huh?
Arianna: Yes. And if it all works out, that would prove to your boss that I'm actually a team player, and then maybe he would finally want to meet with me.
Troy: Well, I can't make any promises, but I'll run it by him. Let him know what you're offering, that you're hoping he'll be willing to maybe set something up--some kind of, uh, encounter.
Arianna: Thank you, Troy.
Troy: Talk later. How do you want to handle this?
Nicole: So it's not true that you don't want me to have Sydney.
Nicole: Hmm. So that's weird. Since you did everything in your power to take her away from me.
Rafe: Okay, Nicole, let's not make this any worse than it has to be, all right? Now if you know where Sydney is, just tell me--
Nicole: For the last time, I don't know where Sydney is! I am in agony because I don't know. God, can't you see that? Or are you that heartless that you don't care that I'm in terrible pain? I have lost everything, Rafe. My husband, my baby, and now she's missing, and it is my fault. I just wanna die because that is what I deserve.
Rafe: No, you don't. You don't, okay? You don't deserve to die.
Philip: I have a great idea. Let's go ice skating. I fall on my ass a lot. You're bound to cheer up. Or we could go Christmas caroling. I mean, come on, Melanie. Five minutes ago, you were all smiles.
Melanie: I know, I'm sorry. You can go if you want.
Philip: No, I'm not gonna go anywhere. I just wish that Nathan Horton hadn't sucked the fun out of everything.
Melanie: [Sighs] I know. This is what I hate about holidays. I mean, you gotta pretend to be all joyful and cheerful and just ‘tra la la la la’ all over the place, and really all I wanna do is hide in the corner until I can come out and it's socially acceptable for everybody to be their depressing selves again.
Nathan: Hey. Uh, thanks for meeting me.
Stephanie: No problem.
Stephanie: I was, uh, surprised when you called. Well, not that you called, it's just you sounded a little like something was bothering you.
Nathan: Uh, yeah, it was-- um, is.
Nathan: [Scoffs] Yeah, I guess I just needed a friend to vent to, so...
Stephanie: Vent away.
Nathan: Um, all right. Well, I figured if anyone would understand the whole Philip and Melanie dynamic, it would be you, so...
Stephanie: Well, you're wrong. Whatever goes on between Philip and Melanie, I don't get. Nor do I care. Why do you think I do? You think I sit at home drowning my sorrows in chocolate chip cookie dough trying to analyze Melanie and Philip's relationship?
Nathan: Well, of course not. Where's this even coming from?
Stephanie: You thought I'd be flattered that you called me to explain to you Philip and Melanie's relationship?
Nathan: All right, I'm an idiot.
Stephanie: Yeah, you are.
Nathan: I'm sorry.
Stephanie: Okay, and I'm leaving.
Nathan: Well, just--come on. [Sighs] You know, let's just--can we talk about you?
Stephanie: My favorite subject?
Nathan: All right, uh, you and Philip?
Stephanie: My least favorite subject.
Nathan: All right, look. I just--you don't have to say anything, you don't have to tell me, but I just can't help but wonder what happened between the two of you. I mean, you guys were gonna get married, right? That's pretty serious.
Stephanie: It was very serious. Until I realized it was very seriously wrong. I wanted Philip to be someone he wasn't. I know it's a cliché, but when it came to us, it was the truth.
Nathan: What, he couldn't keep you happy?
Stephanie: He did. Yeah, he did, until... until I realized I was deluding myself about him. And until I realized that no matter how much I loved Philip, there were other guys out there for me. Guys who would be better for me. Someone who would make me happier.
Kate: Oh! Don't tell me she's abusing you already.
Vivian: It was a skating accident.
Kate: Ah. Did you run over him with a Zamboni?
Victor: You're not welcome here, Kate.
Kate: I came here to see Philip.
Victor: He's out.
Kate: Well, of course he is. I mean, why would he wanna be here with the two of you cavorting, pretending you're lovers. Do you even share a bed? And please. On the other hand, don't tell me. I don't think I wanna know.
Vivian: Not that it's your concern, Kate. 'Cause as far as I know, you're dead to Philip. He and I have reconnected.
Kate: First of all, Philip is not your son. He's nothing to you. And as a matter of fact, he finds you disgusting.
Vivian: That would be you, who married a man who tried to kill him. How cruel, how hurtful.
Victor: Ladies, ladies, please. It's the holiday season. Let's try and stay in the spirit and not be quite so bitchy.
Kate: [Laughs] Tell Philip I came by to see him.
Vivian: He won't give a rodent's derriere.
Kate: You know, Vivian, you were gone for a decade. Not a word from you, and yet you presume to tell me how my son feels about me?
Victor: 'Scuse me, I'm going to go get some more eggnog.
Vivian: That's not a presumption. He told me flat out, "Kate DiMera is no longer in my life." That's a direct quote.
Kate: I don't believe you.
Vivian: Well, maybe if you'd bonded with him and spent some time with him like I did, carrying him around in my womb for nine months--
Kate: You stole my son! You took my embryo. Victor's and mine. Yeah, when I even begin to think about it, I wanna throw up, Vivian.
Vivian: Yech, well we don't want that, do we? Well, no point in going on about it now. As Victor said, it's Christmas. 'Tis the season.
Kate: 'Tis the season to kick your butt to the curb.
Victor: Ho, ho, ho, ladies, ladies. There will be no butt kicking. Not in my house. Not during the holiday season, especially. Kate, you made your decision. I made mine. Why don't we just leave it at that?
Kate: I'm going home.
Vivian: What? Not to jail?
Kate: What are you talking about?
Vivian: Well, I got a little chirp. All of Salem is a-twitter with the fact that your hubby, Stefano DiMera, is behind bars.
EJ: You can go and live the rest of your wretched life in peace. But you make no mistake. You are dead to me.
Stefano: Guard. Guard!
Guard: Keep it down.
Stefano: I want my phone call. There's someone I have to talk to immediately.
Nicole: You don't think I deserve to die, huh?
Nicole: No. Forgiving heart you have.
Rafe: Well, I see that you, uh, regret what you've done.
Nicole: No, you don't. You think you're above it all. Heroic, untouchable. Well, I hope you know, Rafe--
Nicole: That if anything does happen to Sydney, it's as much on you as it is me.
Rafe: [Scoffs] You can't be serious.
Nicole: If you didn't take Sydney away, she would be safe and sound with EJ and me.
Rafe: Right, and that would be right, wouldn't it? If she didn't belong with Sami, her mother.
Nicole: She was with her father, wasn't she? And nobody, nobody could love her as much as me.
Nicole: But where is she now, Rafe, huh? She's gone, taken by some stranger, all because--because you just couldn't let it be.
Rafe: You know why you're doing this? You know why you're blaming me? It's because you're scared.
Nicole: You're damn right I'm scared! And I have told everyone on this planet that I don't know where Sydney is. And I'm beginning to think that you want it that way.
Philip: Well? How 'bout it? Ice skating.
Melanie: I don't think I can, Philip. I'm sorry I ruined our date.
Philip: You know what... even when you're grumpy and moody, I like being around you.
Melanie: Glutton for punishment, huh?
Philip: No, it's just whatever you say, whether you're laughing or crying or being a Debbie Downer like you are right now... it makes me feel happy. I feel like I'm where I should be.
Melanie: Wish that I felt the same way.
Philip: You will.
Melanie: You think so?
Philip: Mm-hmm, I do. [Chuckles]
Melanie: [Sighs] All right. I've gotta go...pick up some takeout for Maggie and decorate Christmas cookies.
Philip: Okay, well. Let's schedule a do-over. What are you doing for Christmas?
Philip: Am I pushing too hard?
Melanie: A little bit.
Philip: I'm sorry.
Melanie: Go spend Christmas with your family, all right? You're lucky you have one.
Philip: Well...Mel, wait.
Melanie: Good night, Philip.
Arianna: Well, I gotta give it a shot because, uh, nothing else has worked--
Brady: You know what? I don't like that you're having to go through any of this at all.
Arianna: Well, I did explain to you why.
Brady: Yeah, I know you did, but it's not just Troy, it's not just the boss, it's the cops too. I mean, you're out there, you're putting your life on the line, Ari, all right? And I don't like any of it. They're just jerking you around.
Arianna: I agreed to it, all right? No one's forced me. And if I hadn't, I would be in prison right now, and I never would have met you.
Arianna: Yeah. I gotta look on the bright side.
Brady: Yeah, you gotta look on the bright side. All right. But, but--
Brady: Let me make you a promise, okay? If this new plan doesn't work out, I'm gonna try to come up with something that will work out. I don't want it to be like this for much longer, okay?
[Cell phone ringing]
Arianna: Yes. Yes?
Troy: Hey, I ran what we talked about by the boss, regarding your request.
Troy: Go to pier 37. Be there in ten. And make sure you are alone.
Arianna: Got it.
Brady: What was that? Does the big man wanna meet you or what? I'll take that as a yes, okay. I got your back.
Brady: I got your back. I'm coming with you. You don't think I'm gonna let you meet this dirtbag alone, do you?
Troy: Weird, isn't it? Sister of an ex-FBI agent dealing drugs?
EJ: Certainly makes one wonder.
Troy: Well, I guess there are bad seeds in every family.
Troy: Yeah, but this one, I don't know. She might be more trouble than she's worth.
EJ: Well, I wouldn't worry about that. You let me handle Ms. Hernandez.
Rafe: You think I don't want Sydney to be found. Huh. Well, let me straighten you out on that one, Nicole. It is all that I want, and it is all that I care about, and it is all that I have been breaking my back to do. So don't stand there and tell me what I want, what I care about. You understand?
Nicole: Yeah. Sami's hero, her baby rescuer--
Rafe: Go to hell, okay?
Nicole: Oh, please, you do know that when Sydney is found, Sami and EJ are gonna bond like mad over it.
Rafe: [Scoffs] Whatever.
Nicole: Come on, Rafe. You don't see those two growing closer as they search for their precious child? Tell me you haven't felt out of the loop just a few times. You have, haven't you? And it's driving you nuts, isn't it?
Kate: What are you talking about? I was just with him. Jail?
Vivian: How strange that I should have to tell you this. That your husband didn't use his one call to let his darling wife know where he is.
Kate: Oh, dear God.
Vivian: Oh, and Merry Christmas, darling. I know it'll be merry for me now that I'm back with Victor and my darling son, Philip.
Kate: You mess with my son, you'll deal with me. And I don't play nice.
Vivian: Do you think I don't know how to deal with you, Kate? I will protect Philip from his mommy dearest with my life if I have to.
Kate: You are one hateful, sp--
Philip: What's going on here?
Nathan: I swear to you. I need coffee.
Nathan: Somebody--thank you very much. That's sweet.
Melanie: Hey, you guys. Lovely evening.
[Cell phone ringing]
Nathan: And of course, it's the hospital. I'll be right back. Hello.
Melanie: Did I ruin the moment?
Stephanie: There was no moment.
Melanie: You guys are not on a date?
Stephanie: No. Nathan called and asked me to meet him.
Stephanie: To talk.
Melanie: That's it?
Stephanie: What's it?
Melanie: Just called to talk? Not to maybe work something out?
Stephanie: Well, that's a little personal, don't you think, between Nathan and me?
Melanie: Sure. Absolutely. Have a lovely evening.
Stephanie: Just so you know, Nathan and I will be spending Christmas together.
Arianna: That's not why, um, Troy called. I mean, he didn't say that the boss wanted to--to meet with me.
Brady: Okay, what did he say?
Arianna: Actually, it was about the late shipment again. Oh! Mm!
Arianna: There's a few things I need to do for work. Can I meet up with you a little bit later, yes!
Brady: Uh, sure.
Arianna: This is yours. And mine yes.
Brady: What are you-- listen. Okay. I meant what I said, though. I'm serious about this. I'm gonna figure out a way to get you out of this. I don't like it.
Brady: Mm...mwah. See you later.
Rafe: You know what that is? Like that's just your little insecurities talking, Nicole. That's all.
Nicole: And you're not threatened at all by this.
Rafe: I am sick to death that a little girl is missing! The daughter of the woman I love. And I don't give a damn about who is gonna bond to whom or how my life is gonna change when Sydney is found. It's not my concern. It's not my concern at all. My concern is Sydney. I'm gonna do right by Sydney, and I'm gonna do right by Sami, whatever the consequences. Good night, Nicole.
Nicole: Wait, wait. I wanna tell you something. Will you let me talk, please?
Vivian: Philip, darling, you're just in time. We were talking about you. Were your ears burning?
Kate: I came by because--
Philip: Just stop. Don't talk to me. Neither of you.
Kate: Wait, wait, wait, wait, I'll go with you.
Philip: You're not going anywhere with me, Mrs. DiMera.
Victor: Philip, stay. Kate's the one that should leave. She's the one that's not welcome here.
Kate: Philip, I came by to see you. Because I miss you.
Victor: I bet you do. I bet you cry on Stefano's shoulder about it day and night.
Kate: Oh, my God, you should talk. You're shacking up with this wretched woman. Do you think that's good for him? To see his father made a fool of again with the most reviled woman in Salem?
Philip: You people are really disgusting, you know that?
Philip: Shut up. I don't want to talk to you anymore. And someone just told me I was lucky to have a family. Yeah, lucky they haven't killed each other or buried someone alive. Yeah. Maybe that'll be my Christmas present, huh?
Nathan: Okay. Oh, what did I miss?
Melanie: Just here to get some takeout. Have a great evening. And a wonderful Christmas.
Nathan: What were you two talking about?
Stephanie: You. What else?
Nathan: She seems pretty upset.
Stephanie: Oh, she is. Because I told her that you and I are gonna be spending Christmas together.
Stefano: I demand my phone call. Well, don't just stand there like a baboon, do something.
Guard: I warned you once about keeping--
Stefano: You warned me--
Kate: Stefano! What are you doing here? Why didn't you call me?
Stefano: Because these idiots will not let me make my calls. I have my rights, you know.
Kate: Why were you arrested?
Stefano: Why do you think? Samantha Brady and that pimp of a boyfriend of hers, Hernandez. Okay? They are the ones behind it. And Elvis too. Can you believe that? My own son? I mean, they're all joining forces against me. You're the only one that I can trust now, Katherine. [Sighs] Listen to me. There's something that I want you to do for me right now. You can't waste any time about this.
Kate: I understand.
Nicole: I want you to know... just for the record... that even though I'm not Sydney's real mom... all I've ever wanted was the best for her. And I still do. You have to believe that.
Rafe: I do. I do.
Nicole: Then I'll tell you what I know. But it's not where Sydney is. Oh... I wish I knew. I wish I knew, Rafe, but I don't. But I do, I do remember. I do remember something after I was hit on the head. There was a--a woman's voice--
Rafe: A woman?
Nicole: Yes. I heard her...talking to Sydney when she left. The memory just came back to me, and I already told Roman and Chloe, but they didn't believe me. I'm telling you, Rafe, because maybe you will. And maybe you'll do something about it.
Vivian: Well. That was good old-fashioned fun. Oh, stop pouting, Victor. It'll all blow over.
Victor: My son hating his mother, will that blow over? His resentment of you, his self-destructive behavior under the best of circumstances?
Vivian: You're such a concerned, involved father. But think of it on the bright side. Kate thinks we're a couple.
Victor: Kate thinks I've lost my mind.
Vivian: Well, she should talk, trying to poison her own daughter-in-law, marrying a man who tried to kill her son. You're a poster boy for Saturday compared to that botoxed bitch.
Victor: I'm going to bed.
Vivian: Victor, Victor, I know you're worried about Philip, but it'll all work out.
Victor: I'm tired, Vivian.
Vivian: If we could just keep the ruse going, and come in under the radar, and smoke Carly out, think how satisfying it'll be. We'll have a front row seat watching her squirm. Even Kate. It'll be a double feature.
Brady: I need to talk to you. Are you feeling okay after your accident?
Victor: I'm fine, I don't want to talk about it.
Vivian: Nice seeing you too, Brady. Excuse me, I just have to talk to the cook about tomorrow night's dinner.
Victor: Haven't seen you around here very much. Where have you been?
Brady: I was in Cleveland. I was trying to help Sami find her baby.
Victor: Ah. Was Arianna Hernandez there too?
Arianna: You're alone?
Arianna: [Scoffs] We had a deal here. Where's the boss?
Troy: I told you to relax.
Arianna: You know what, I am not gonna relax, okay? I came down here to play ball and you punk me, so how long are you gonna string me along until this guy comes?
Troy: Listen, you're gonna get what you want, if you just chill.
Arianna: So what's that mean? Is he coming or not?
Nicole: Great. You don't believe me either. You know what, just go, Rafe. There's nothing left to talk about.
Rafe: I believe you, Nicole. All right, I believe you. I... God, I don't know why, I really don't. But something's telling me you're not lying and, uh... despite all the things that you've done, I know that you love Sydney, and I know that she was the most important thing in the world to you.
Nicole: She still is. And not because I have this fantasy about being her mother. It's just that she's the sweetest little girl in the whole world. And I know that... I know that she deserves to finally be where she belongs.
Rafe: Yes. Yes, she does.
Nicole: Thank you, Rafe. Thank you for trusting me.
Rafe: Well, you telling me it was a woman that was involved who took Sydney, it helps. But I need more. Is there anything else that you remember, anything at all?
Nathan: So you basically told Melanie that you and I--
Stephanie: The Bradys go to Mass on Christmas Eve every year, and the Hortons usually come along, so I just assumed that you'd be going.
Nathan: Oh, to midnight Mass, yeah, I'll be there.
Stephanie: But I probably made it seem like something it wasn't. Like it was some big deal, and I shouldn't have that.
Nathan: You know what, it's okay.
Stephanie: No, it's not. It was petty and, um... I'm sure it came out of my resentment for Melanie for-- well, you don't need to hear the reason. My point is I'm not proud of the fact that I embellished the truth just to push Melanie's buttons.
Nathan: You know what, maybe you didn't. Right? I mean, we could actually spend Christmas together and not just midnight mass. Oh, the Bradys and Hortons, they always join forces to hang ornaments, right? I mean, I'm gonna be in on that. Will you?
Stephanie: I wouldn't miss it.
[Knocking on door] Philip.
Philip: About time.
Melanie: Um, I mean, I'm kind of busy.
Philip: What, are you decorating cookies?
Philip: You wanna know something seriously tragic? I don't think I've ever decorated a cookie in my life.
Melanie: That is so sad.
Philip: Yeah. So... what are you doing for Christmas, anyways?
Melanie: Uh, I'm definitely not going to the Hortons.
Melanie: And since my brother is in London--he's the only family I have--I won't be doing over there, so it looks like a whole lot of nothing. What about yourself?
Philip: Well, with the Kiriakis family, I mean, talk about a twisted version of what's supposed to be a sweet holiday.
Melanie: Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry about that. Having to hang out with that crazy woman who stole your embryo and then stuffed it in her uterus. That's gross. I'm sorry.
Philip: No, that's okay, it's accurate.
Melanie: I guess so. It's not a great way to start out your life, you know? And now you're mad at your real mom.
Philip: You know what, let's not talk about any of my moms. Let's focus on us, okay?
Melanie: Uh...look, Philip--
Philip: Just wait, listen. I know I asked you to spend Christmas with me, and you said no. But what would you say about not celebrating Christmas with me?
Stefano: I want you to get to my idiot son. And I want you to tell him that this time, he has gone too far, way too far. And he is going to pay for this. He will pay, Katherine. I want you to make sure you drill that into him. You understand?
Kate: Of course I do. I understand.
Stefano: All right. Because if Elvis and Samantha and Hernandez think that by putting me behind bars that that's gonna help them find their child faster, ha ha, they are sorely mistaken.
Nicole: Oh, I'm trying to remember. I keep racking my brain. But I'm coming up blank. I don't know, maybe I'm--maybe I'm trying too hard.
Rafe: Could be. Well, listen I'll talk to my FBI contacts, and I'll let them know that it was a woman who took Sydney. At least it cuts the suspects in half, right?
Nicole: It's a start.
Rafe: Yeah. Yes. Well, thanks. Well... take care of yourself.
Woman: Shh. Hush, baby, hush. Hush, sweet pea. Everything's gonna be all right.
Nicole: Rafe! Wait!
Melanie: So you want me to not celebrate Christmas with you.
Philip: Yeah, we could, I don't know, watch un-Christmasy movies like, uh,
Melanie: [Laughs] Well, okay, there's no way I'd want to deck any halls after that. You know what?
Melanie: I think that you're the only man that can still look attractive and have frosting on your face.
Philip: What? Where?
Melanie: No, it's right here.
Philip: Oh. Oh, my gosh, look at that.
Melanie: What are you doing?
Philip: [Laughs] I just wanted to see if you look as beautiful with frosting on your face.
Melanie: Oh. Okay, well. What do you think?
Philip: Naw, it doesn't work.
Melanie: What? Shut up.
Philip: Hmm. It is good, though. I can think of something that tastes better. Oh, I'm sorry, I think I'm pushing too hard. I'm sorry.
Philip: You didn't have to agree so fast.
Melanie: No, no, no, no. Yes, I will not celebrate Christmas with you.
Rafe: Did you remember something else?
Nicole: Boots. The woman was wearing boots.
Rafe: Okay. Can you describe the boots?
Nicole: Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. They were--they were expensive. Designer boots. And, um, they were tall with a black heel and--and a pointy toe, and they had those--oh. Um, those gold rivets on them, and they were shiny. And there were three, um, panels.
Nicole: Panels, um... leopard skin.
Brady: I thought I made it very, very clear that Ari and I are together.
Victor: Yes, you made it very clear. Doesn't stop me from thinking that it's a travesty.
Brady: Even if I love her?
Victor: Being involved with a drug dealer is not good, no matter how you spin it, Brady. No good can come of it.
EJ: Troy. What are you doing to this woman?
Troy: I wasn't doing anything. And who the hell are you?
EJ: Was he hurting you?
Arianna: No, no, everything is just fine here.
EJ: Go on, get out. Hey. You sure you're okay?
Arianna: Yeah. He-- that's my friend.
EJ: Really? He didn't look very friendly to me, so why don't you tell me what's really going on?
Victor: Damn it, Brady, tell me you're not using again.
Rafe: Hey, okay, she's gone, so come as soon as you can.
Sami: We are gonna find Sydney.
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