Days Transcript Wednesday 11/30/11

Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 11/30/11

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Brady: You do realize I'm gonna get this framed, right?

Madison: It's not signed. You have no proof it's from me.

Brady: Ah, but I have the satisfaction of knowing it, though, don't I?

Madison: Damn.

Brady: Does this mean you're gonna be staying in town?

Madison: Um... [Clears throat] I, uh... I got upset... this morning. I let my emotions get the best of me. Now that my head is clear, I can see that keeping Mad World's headquarters here in Salem is what's best for the company. I'm not gonna let Kate run me out of town.

Brady: Good. I would have hated to have seen you go, personally... especially when things are getting so interesting around here.

Jennifer: [Sighs] Okay. He'll be here. Is that him?

Hope: Oh, what are you doing?

Jennifer: Oh, hi.

Hope: What are you doing? I thought you--oh, Bo, thanks for--

Jennifer: Hi.

Hope: I didn't think you were gonna be home, otherwise we would have rung the bell. Wait a second--weren't you supposed to be out on a date tonight with Daniel?

Jennifer: Yeah, that was the plan, but either he's late, or he stood me up. I can't get ahold of him.

Bo: Stood you up? That doesn't sound like Daniel. I'm sure, you know, he had an empital or--

Jennifer: Yeah, or he's just tired of this whole situation with Jack, and I can't blame him. You know, it's a rotten situation.

Hope: No, still, if he was going to cancel, I'm sure he would have picked up the phone and called you.

Jennifer: Well, you know, whatever. I mean, if he doesn't show up, I can help you finish going through gram's things, and we can figure out what this secret mystery is to the bank account. It's fine.

[Knock at door]

Hope: Oh!

Bo: Well, there you go.

Hope: Looks like yoby the bell, or the doc. Okay, where should we start?

Jennifer: Hi.

Daniel: Hey. Wow. I'm sorry--

Jennifer: Hi.

Daniel: Hi. I'm sorry I'm late. I just--I wanted to call, but I left my phone at home and--

Jennifer: No, it's okay. It's all right--I'm just so glad you're here. I thought--I thought maybe you'd given up on me.

Daniel: Ah, no. Never.

Jennifer: Good. Good. Good.

Jack: [Sighs]

Marlena: Hey, Jack.

Jack: Hey.

Marlena: I got your voice mail. I usually charge people when they cancel in fewer than 24 hours.

Jack: How did you know I was here?

Marlena: I heard Caroline barking orders in the background when I got your voice mail.

Jack: You missed your calling. You should have been a detective.

Marlena: We're very much alike. We're both trying to get at the motivation for people's behavior.

Jack: Oh. Well, you see, um... I-I'm really not in the mood to have my head shrunk tonight. So if you don't mind, please, just leave me in peace.

Daniel: My gosh.

Jennifer: Thank you.

Bo: Okay, Mrs. Kravitz, didn't anyone ever tell you it's impolite to eavesdrop?

Hope: I know, I'm just worried about Jen, and I can't hear anything with you talking.

Bo: Yeah, you can talk to her later. Use some of your sleuthing skills to help solve Mrs. H's secret.

Hope: You know, I really do think that we're getting closer, but you know what? I have a great idea. Let's go get some more boxes. Come on.

Bo: More box--I know what you're up to.

Hope: Come on, and walk slowly. Shh, stop talking. I can't hear.

Bo: [Whistles]

Madison: I want to thank you for stopping me from making a huge mistake. I've never--never had anyone look out for me like that. It's kind of nice.

Brady: Well, you know, even a successful independent woman can use a little bit of input once in a while.

Madison: Don't make a habit of it.

Brady: I hear you loud and clear. I understand, but as the owner of your company, I to ask you what your next move is.

Madison: Well, if I'm gonna keep Salem as my base of operations, I need to cut into Kate's local market share.

Brady: I totally agree.

Madison: I'm gonna have to find some way to make the locals view Mad World as a homegrown company.

Brady: And how do you intend to do that?

Madison: I have a few ideas.

Daniel: I'm really sorry about postponing our date the other night. I just--I don't know. I needed a little time to get my head screwed on straight.

Jennifer: No, I understand. You have so much going on. You know, finding out that you're Maggie's son and not to mention the whole seesaw that we've been on. I mean, I wouldn't even blame you if you blew me off.

Daniel: Well, that's not really gonna happen, which brings me to the reason why I'm late. I, um... I scored us, uh, two tickets to a sold-out symphony tonight.

Jennifer: [Gasps] You did? That is so sweet.

Daniel: Yeah, I hear you like surprises. I heard that somewhere.

Jennifer: I do.

Daniel: I know you do.

Jennifer: I can't believe you went to all that trouble.

Daniel: Well, I like trouble. You know what else I like? Seeing this smile right here.

Jennifer: I like you.

Daniel: I like you.

Jack: Oh, I thought you were gonna leave me in peace.

Marlena: No. I'm giving you time to come up with an appropriate apology.

Jack: Yes, right., Uh, I am sorry. Jennifer's on a date with Daniel tonight, and it's put me in a foul mood. Look, tonight I'm really not in the mood to face up to any of my demons. I'd say just let them all lie, bury 'em, and let's learn to peacefully coexist.

Marlena: Isn't that what you've been trying to do since you came back to Salem? How's that working for you?

Jack: Well, I've come up with some survival strategies.

Marlena: You're burning up a bar tab, I see. Jack... being held captive in Afghanistan is unspeakably traumatizing. But unless you deal with that, you won't get past it. You will not find any peace.

Jack: I'm trying.

Marlena: How?

Jack: [Chuckles]

Marlena: Look, I know it's awfully hard to talk about what you went through. You've taken the first step. You made the appointment. Why didn't you follow up?

Jack: Well, like the saying goes, liquor is quicker and cheaper, and, come on, you shrinks charge a fortune.

Marlena: Yeah. So it's a home remedy. You're gonna self-medicate with too much alcohol.

Jack: Whatever helps me find a moment's relief.

Marlena: Until when? Until you just black out?

Jack: If I'm lucky.

Marlena: So you've decided that running away from your problems will be a little bit easier for you than solving them, hmm?

Jack: Well, Jennifer and everyone else seems to think that's what I do best. So I say stick with what you know. Toothpaste is not formulated for cleaning dentures,

Brady: People can come all around the world and see how Mad World products are made. They can come in, they can test them, they can sample them, they can take them home. Think Ben & jerry's Vermont factory just with cosmetics, not with ice cream.

Madison: I like it. That would certainly outshine Kate's puny product shelf at Quinn's dinky day spa.

Brady: Mm-hmm. Exactly. But tell me about your ideas.

Madison: You know, our ideas are remarkably similar.

Brady: How about that? See, great minds think alike. I actually had research put together some prelim numbers, and I'm gonna show them to you. And, Madison... I'm very glad that we're, uh... on the same page about this.

Madison: Absolutely. Of course, it never hurts to have a backup plan.

Marlena: So Jennifer thinks that you run away from your problems. What do you think?

Jack: I can see how she could see it that way. I think I tend to be impulsive, and my impulses say, "avoid, avoid, avoid."

Marlena: Avoid, avoid what?

Jack: Ah, any emotions that make me feel uncomfortable. I mean, why go there, right?

Marlena: Hmm. So then your emotions end up getting pushed out even farther.

Jack: Yeah. Out of sight, out of mind. That's my motto. That's what I always say.

Marlena: Do you think that's a healthy way to handle your problems?

Jack: In my own defense, it's not like I had really healthy role models for healthy adult behavior.

Marlena: What do you mean?

Jack: Well, I mean, putting aside my biological father, who was a real treat who used to beat his family, let's look at my--the man who raised me, Harper Deveraux. Controlling senator by day, knife-wielding serial killer by night.

Marlena: Were you close to

Jack: Well, I tried to be. I mean, I thought I was. I used to look up to him, wanted to be like him, admired him.

Marlena: Be like him how?

Jack: Well, you know, he was always in control of everything. He always... nothing shook him--nothing. And then to find out that he was how he was and how he really dealt with things...

Marlena: That must have been the betrayal of a lifelong trust.

Jack: So you're saying my tendency to run away from people that I love or care about started with him? I mean, what, I was scared?

Marlena: Were you? Of what?

Jack: I--of, uh-- well, I don't know-- that I would let them down again. Or...

Marlena: Or? Or what?

Jack: This is silly.

Marlena: None of it's silly, Jack--none of it.

Jack: What if--what if they let me down? Hmm? What if they let me down? What if they weren't--what if they weren't who I thought they were, huh? See, it's ridiculous, see?

Marlena: No, it's not. I think it's incredibly perceptive.

Daniel: Something like that.

Jennifer: Something like that.

Bo: [Clears throat]

Jennifer: Oh, hey.

Hope: Hey, guys.

Jennifer: Guess what.

Hope: What?

Jennifer: Daniel got tickets to the symphony. We're on our way out.

Hope: Oh, that's great. Have a great time.

Jennifer: Thank you. Wait. Why more boxes? I thought we'd gone through these at least three times.

Hope: So did we.

Bo: A dozen times.

Daniel: Well, any luck yet?

Bo: No, things have actually gotten more complicated. We found this picture of a baby that nobody recognizes and this paperweight, which was a gift from Stefano to Mrs. H.

Daniel: Why would Stefano give Alice Horton a gift?

Hope: We have absolutely no idea, but I tried asking him.

Daniel: Ooh, let me guess-- you didn't get very far.

Hope: Hmm, he tried to get me to give up. Can you imagine?

Bo: You'd think the man would learn by now.

Hope: Anyway, we figure that the answers have got to be in these boxes somewhere.

Daniel: Wow, this is a lot of stuff here.

Jennifer: Yeah, well, gram-- she loved to hold on to all of her things. Anyway, I'm sorry we have to bail. I wish we could stick around and see what else gram's left

Bo: That's okay.

Daniel: Uh, can...

Hope: Yeah, sure. Sorry. Excuse me, guys. Sorry, Daniel.

Daniel: Jen, you know, it's okay if we go to the symphony another night. It's fine with me.

Jennifer: Uh...

Daniel: Hey, you know what? We can stay here and help out.

Jennifer: No, what about our date?

Daniel: You know what we'll do--we'll make it a double date. We'll order some food, open some wine.

Jennifer: No, but you went to so much trouble to get these tickets.

Daniel: I would enjoy a date with you where I can look at you and I can talk to you, not the violins in the background.

Jennifer: Are you sure?

Daniel: I'm pretty sure. I could be convinced--maybe even more sure.

Jennifer: Maybe I could convince you.

Daniel: Yeah.

Jennifer: Just a little.

Bo: [Whistles]

Jennifer: So wonderful. Thank you for being so understanding.

Daniel: You know what? So, anyway, what do we do first?

Bo: Ay, somebody said something about ordering out for food. I'm starving.

Daniel: That would be me.

Hope: You're always starving.

Daniel: That would also be me. Okay, where are the menus?

Jennifer: Uh, kitchen, top drawer, left of the stove.

Daniel: Got it. To the kitchen.

Hope: Don't forget about dessert.

Bo: Yeah, dessert.

Hope: Dessert.

Bo: Chinese, pizza.

Hope: Chinese pizza?

Jennifer: Oh, no.

Hope: Pretty dreamy, huh?

Jennifer: Oh, dreamy.

Hope: Dreamy.

Jennifer: Dreamy. Dreamy.

[Both chuckle]

Jack: You tricked me.

Marlena: Oh.

Jack: You used your wily doctor ways to get me to spill my guts.

Marlena: No. You wanted to talk. You just weren't sure where to start.

Jack: No, I guess not. But, uh, if you're gonna insist I keep my appointment... maybe we should pick someplace a little less public.

Marlena: All right. What about the town house?

Jack: No, no, I-I couldn't do that. I'm sorry.

Marlena: I'm not gonna ask you to get on the sofa. I just don't have an office anywhere yet, and I can promise, it will be quiet and peaceful.

Daniel: My mother... Maggie--in all these pictures, she's in--she's in crutches. Was it because of the M.G.?

Hope: Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Daniel: What--what happened to her?

Jennifer: She was in a horrible car accident when she was a young girl, and that's what killed both of her parents.

Daniel: She didn't mention that to me.

Hope: Yeah, after that accident, she closed herself off from the rest of the world for, I'd say, a pretty long time. When uncle Mickey met her, she was living alone on a remote farm.

Daniel: How did she manage?

Bo: Well, from all the stories, I heard that she hired men to tend the fields and the livestock, and she pretty much did everything else.

Daniel: Really? That's remarkable.

Hope: Nope, that's Maggie.

Jennifer: Yeah.

Daniel: Wow, and I thought I knew her so well. Man.

Jennifer: But, you know, there's probably so many things that she still doesn't know about you.

Daniel: Oh, me? Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm an open book, right?

Jennifer: Hey. I'm, uh--I'm really glad that you got to spend thanksgiving together.

Daniel: Mm-hmm.

Jennifer: Hey... I missed you.

Daniel: I missed you. Yeah. I know I haven't really, um, warmed up to the idea that Maggie's my mother.

Jennifer: Yeah, but that's completely understandable.

Daniel: Yeah, but I am grateful, you know, more and more every day, as a matter of fact. And, uh, I really wouldn't have done it without these two right here--Bo and hope. Um, yeah, you know, you guys-- I'm not even sure if I properly thanked you or even how to say--

Hope: No, no, no, Daniel, you don't need to thank us. It was really Gran. She's the one who did all the hard work tracking you down.

Daniel: Yeah. Well, if there's anything I can do to return the favor, perhaps helping you uncover more of these secrets here.

Hope: Thank you.

Bo: That'd be good.

Jennifer: Here, hope, take a look at these. These were all in this box. Did you already look through these?

Hope: Some of them.

Daniel: Uh-oh, we got some wedding pictures in here.

Jennifer: Uh-oh.

Daniel: Yeah, oh, yeah.

Jennifer: Oh, boy.

Daniel: There's Maggie and Mickey. Wow, oh, my goodness, here's Bo and hope.

Bo: Oh, yeah, which wedding? That's a legitimate question.

Hope: I know. Well, they were all wonderful. He's right.

Daniel: Oh... and, uh...

Jennifer: What? What is it?

Daniel: It's you... and Jack.

Madison: Hey, I'm getting kind of hungry.

Brady: Mm-hmm.

Madison: Do you want to grab a bite? My treat.

Brady: Excuse me?

Madison: What? You don't like when women pay?

Brady: Actually, no, I don't like that. Call me old-fashioned, but, no, I like to hold car doors. I like to pay--those kinds of things.

Madison: Well, you sign my paychecks, so technically you're always buying. Let's go.

Brady: Wait. Hold on a sec. Madison, I'm very, very confused right now. Okay, you said to me, if I recall, "Brady, I don't like to socialize with business partners." As a matter of fact, you said that's the one rule that you never break.

Madison: Well, I'm in the mood to break a few rules tonight. Care you join me?

Brady: Oh, oh, come on. That's unbelievable. That's the best dessert they have in town.

Madison: Mm-mm. No way. Mine is delicious. Oh, my gosh, this is incredible. Who would have thought you could get such good pineapple upside-down cake in Salem at this time of the year?

Brady: See, I told you Salem--you know, it just has a few things that you can't find anywhere else in the world.

Madison: A few. Do you want to try mine?

Brady: Yeah, I want to try yours. Really? We're gonna do this? Okay. Give me the bite.

Madison: I will. I won't do it.

Brady: People are watching.

Madison: I'm sorry.

Brady: Oh, thank you. You got most of it on the corner of my--thank you.

Madison: It's too good.

Brady: Yeah, you're right, it's pretty incredible. That's good.

Madison: Mm-hmm.

Brady: That's really good.

Madison: It killed you to admit that, didn't it?

Brady: Yeah, it did, because I think my dessert is pretty good, too. You're gonna try some of this coconut mousse. Coconut mousse. Come on. Oh. I'm sorry. My bad. I'm not gonna--ahh!

Madison: Brady black, I hate you.

Brady: Come on, no, you don't. Here you go. Hmm, how about that? Yeah?

Madison: It's okay.

Brady: It's ok-- it's okay? It's incredible.

Madison: It's very good. I like it.

Brady: Do you want to share? Of course, we'll share both desserts.

Madison: Can we share?

Brady: It's very appropriately tropical right now, don't you think-- the pineapple and the coconut?

Madison: What are you talking about? It's winter.

Brady: Exactly. So when you want to picture yourself on a Hawaiian beach or something, you can just transport your mind by thinking about this dessert.

Madison: Hmm.

Brady: Mm-hmm. Hey, pick up your glass. I'd like to propose a toast... to breaking a few rules once in a while.

Madison: I will definitely drink to that.

Brady: And to the power of the subconscious.

Jennifer: I cannot believe that Daniel saw a picture of Jack and I getting married.

Hope: Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. He knows you were married to Jack. It's no--I think he took it in stride.

Jennifer: I know. You know what I hate? I hate that I didn't have thanksgiving with him. I hate that I have these two men on a string impatiently waiting for me to make up my mind.

Hope: Well, uh, given that the two men are Daniel and Jack, I'd have to say that I bet a lot of women would love to be in your shoes.

Jennifer: I understand that, but I am not enjoying one minute of this.

Hope: Oh, cuz, I know. I know that you hate the idea of breaking anyone's heart. Are you any closer to a decision?

Jennifer: No, no. I thought--I thought I would be through this by now, and I am as confused as ever.

Hope: I'm sorry. I definitely don't envy you right now.

Jennifer: I wish I could just flip a coin, you know. You're so lucky, because you've always known that Bo is the man for you.

Hope: But... we have definitely had our ups and downs, as you know-- huge ones. Bo is the only man I've ever loved... ever will love.

Jennifer: You know what? I thought that once about Jack. I wish that I felt sure about anything right now.

Hope: Give yourself some time, okay? Because I know, in the end, you will make the right decision.

Marlena: Uh, come in and make yourself comfortable. Anyplace is fine.

Jack: I went to visit John yesterday.

Marlena: You did? That was kind of you. Thank you.

Jack: Yeah. He seems--he seems in good spirits.

Marlena: Oh, then he's-- then he's faking. He's very uncomfortable in confined spaces.

Jack: [Groaning]

Marlena: Jack? Are you all right?

Jack: Oh, I'm fine. I'm fine. W-what did you say?

Marlena: Does this happen to you very often?

Jack: Uh, what?

Marlena: Well, you clearly went to some other place, some place that was very uncomfortable. Was it after Afghanistan you were concerned that you were having symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Jack: [Groaning] [Sighs] I-I can't really talk about that right now.

Marlena: All right. You know, you might find it helpful to write things down and journal some, get those feelings at least out of your body.

Jack: Ah, ah, ah. So I can--so I can feel... what it's like to be kidnapped again? So I can feel like... like I'm gonna die in a hole? No, I-I don't think you know what you're asking. I don't--I don't--I don't-- no, I don't think you know.

Bo: Hey, you got to see this.

Jennifer: [Gasps]

Daniel: Whoa!

Jennifer: That's not fair. That was the '80s.

Daniel: Wow, how much hairspray did you use there?

Jennifer: No, everybody wore their hair like that.

Daniel: It's hot.

Jennifer: My hair's bigger than my head. Don't ever look at that again. It's not hot.

Bo: Let me find you a picture of this one.

Daniel: I'm just glad there's no pictures of me in here.

Hope: Actually, look, I found this picture of a baby. And then we realized it looked nothing like you.

Daniel: Well, that's definitely not me. I was much less cute.

Jennifer: I doubt that.

Hope: I highly doubt that. He's just being modest. Edith Wharton stories-- Gran loved this book.

Jennifer: Oh, let's see.

Hope: Hey.

Bo: What's that?

Hope: Uh... a letter addressed to Gran from London.

Jennifer: Who's it from?

Hope: S. Banks.

Bo: Susan banks.

Daniel: Yeah, who's that?

Jennifer: Wow. That's EJ DiMera's mother. Why in the world was Susan Banks writing a letter to Gran?

Madison: It is really beautiful here, Brady. I've lived in a lot of places. None of them have ever felt like home, but I... I don't know, I feel like this maybe could be.

Brady: I know what you mean. I mean, there were, uh, times when I thought I'd never come back here, and now I really can't imagine leaving. By the way, um... thank you for dinner-- loved it.

Madison: My pleasure.

Brady: And if there's any doubt in your mind, I had a really good time breaking some rules with you tonight.

Madison: We didn't really break that many rules.

Brady: Eh. Why, were you in the mood to break some more?

Madison: I think we should save some for next time.

Brady: Well, then I should probably just say good night.

Madison: Good night, Brady.

Brady: Madison, hold up. Wait.

Madison: What? What is it?

Brady: [Sighs] I don't want to say good night.

Madison: No? What do you want?

Brady: This.

Madison: Let's get out of here.

Brady: Where are we going?

Madison: My place.

Brady: All right.

Hope: It looks like Susan was asking for Gran's help.

Jennifer: Help with what?

Hope: Well, let's read it. "Dear Mrs. Horton, little Elvis is very, very sick. After chasing our tail all over London looking for the right help for angel, Edmund and I finally found this fancy-schmancy"--she always had a way with words--"doctor. He does this experimental treatment that could possibly save my sweet darling's life, but we can't even get an appointment to see his royal highness."

Daniel: Wow, this Susan certainly had an interesting way of expressing herself.

Jennifer: Oh, yeah, you don't know the half of it-- make that the fourth of it.

Hope: "I know you are all well-connected to the doctor people, and you were always so kind to me and my baby. If you could get in touch with this specialty doctor and get him to help my Elvis, I would be forever and ever grateful. Please let me know if you can help. Most sincerely, Susan banks."

Bo: Wow. Do you think Mrs. H helped her?

Jennifer: It's gram. I mean, of course she helped her.

Hope: Hey, wait a minute, there's more here. "P.S., I've included a picture of Elvis Jr. In ca-- in case you've forgotten him. P.S.S., Please do not tell Stefano anything about this. I think he has figured out that I am not Kristen, so Edmund and I are going into hiding. That man is mean, mean, mean."

Daniel: Okay, who's Kristen, and why was Susan pretending to be Kristen?

Jennifer: Oh, my goodness, it's a long, long story.

Hope: A very, very long story.

Jennifer: Suffice it to say, Susan was--she was a decent person.

Bo: Did Mrs. H ever say anything to you about this?

Hope: No, never. I didn't know she had any contact with Susan after she left Salem.

Jennifer: This is crazy. This is, like, another thing that we never knew about gram.

Hope: I wonder if this somehow ties into Gran's secret bank account. Glad that one's over. Yeah, I know what you mean.

Madison: Wait, wait, wait. Stop, stop, stop.

Brady: What? What? What? What? What? What is wrong with you? What's going on?

Madison: I don't think we should do this. I think you should go.

Jennifer: All right, well, it's obvious that gram helped Susan, because EJ is alive today.

Bo: Yeah, and if Stefano found out about this, it would explain why he gave that gift of a paperweight to Mrs. H.

Hope: That's why I love you. You're so smart. It's definitely a possibility.

Daniel: Well, then the baby in the picture must be EJ, right?

Jennifer: Well, now that you mention it, look. Look at the resemblance.

Daniel: Yeah, I guess over the years, the picture must have got separated from the letter.

Bo: Yeah. But there's got to be more to the story, because once Stefano took EJ from Susan, why would Mrs. H keep all of this a secret?

Hope: I don't know. But this is getting more and more bizarre.

Bo: Yeah, "bizarre" is a good word for it.

Jack: Day after day, there was either more torture or fear of the same.

Marlena: That must have been awful to go through alone.

Jack: Oh, I wasn't alone... not at first. There was a Brit, a cellmate, a British engineer who just talked my ear off. And I really looked forward to the distraction. He just went on and on and on about gardening and game clubs and his kids, John, James, Janet, Julia, and lovely wife, Jemma.

Marlena: You still remember their names.

Jack: Oh, I couldn't forget them--I couldn't. I mean, he was incessant about how we'd get back home and we would meet in his favorite pub for a pint. And our wives would get on famously, and JJ and Jennifer would get along with all the "JJ's. And it was-- and it was all right. And I don't think I'd be here now without him.

Marlena: I'm sure you helped him, too.

Jack: No, Marlena, I didn't help him at all. I listened, and he talked. And then they came to realize how much we depended on each other. So they came in... and they grabbed him, and they dragged him away. And he started fighting back, which you don't do that. And I told him to stop and it was gonna be okay, and it's like he knew. He started screaming for me to help--to help him, and I said it would be okay. Just--it'll--and they took him away, and then he really screamed. And then he--he stopped. And he's--

Marlena: Jack? What happened to your friend?

Jack: Ah. They tore-- they tore his tongue out. They tore his tongue out because he talked too much. And then they killed him. The sons of bitches killed him.

Madison: I'm sorry, Brady. I can't do this.

Brady: Did I do something wrong or what?

Madison: No. It's just--you know, it's like I said. You and me--it's just not a good idea.

Brady: Right. Right. Not a good idea.

[Sighs] All right.

Jennifer: Do you know that this is the second time that you have given up our date night to help me out? I really appreciate it.

Daniel: Hmm. Well, do you know that I like spending time with you? And I missed you.

Jennifer: Well, I missed you.

Daniel: Yeah.

Hope: I had no idea Gran had so many secrets.

Bo: Yeah.

Hope: It's like one thing just keeps leading to another thing that's even stranger and more mysterious. Why do you think she kept all these secrets from us? We're her family. What, didn't she trust us?

Bo: I'm sure it's not about trust. Mrs. H was the smartest woman I knew... besides you, of course. I'm sure she had an excellent reason for doing what she did.

Hope: Hey, Brady, when I saw Stefano the other day, he said that when you dig into other people's private lives, you may discover things you wish you didn't. This is Gran we're talking about. You don't think he's right, do you?

Bo: Stefano doesn't want us to investigate? I can't think of a better reason to investigate.

Hope: Yeah, you're right.

Bo: Well, what do we have? Um, the account, a baby picture nobody recognizes, that paperweight thingy.

Hope: Yeah, the paperweight.

Bo: And now this letter with Susan. We just got to figure out how all these pieces fit together and why Mrs. H wanted to keep this secret.

Hope: Well, you know what we could do? We could track Susan down and see what she has to say.

Bo: Yeah, we could do that. But with this new information, I think we need to talk to Stefano again, and this time I'll go with you-- give him the old Brady one-two punch. What?

Hope: That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say.

Jack: I heard him scream... and scream, and then I heard them laugh. They laughed while they killed him. They laughed.

Marlena: That's horrible, Jack. That's unthinkable.

Jack: They-- they could do anything, and I knew right then they would. They would do anything. They would do everything. And I... I was just so scared. I knew--I knew right then I was never gonna see my family again. And I couldn't-- I couldn't do anything. I'd just never see them again.

Marlena: It's okay. I've got you.

Jack: [Groaning]

Marlena: I've got you. I've got you.

Jack: No. [Sniffles]

Jennifer: Did anyone ever tell you to never underestimate your opponent? 'Cause you just made your first fatal mistake.

John: Damn it, I'm a fool!

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