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Episode #12789 ~ Belle's gift to Claire backfires; Clare tries to forget her problems by attending a rave, unaware she's being spied on; Steve & Kayla fear Ava might get away with framing Kayla; Philip delivers important info to Deimos.
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Ava: Get her away from me. Get her--get her away from me! She's trying to kill me again!
Kayla: Oh, come on.
Roman: Easy, Meryl, easy.
Ava: You are her brother. You are her brother. You don't want to think of sweetness as anything but, but she stuck a needle full of morphine right here in my arm.
Steve: As much as you deserve it, Kayla would never do a thing like that.
Ava: You saw her try to attack me in Horton Square earlier. I want to press charges. I want to press charges, and I want her thrown in jail!
Kayla: You are a lying psychopath! I'm gonna destroy you!
Kayla: Let go of me!
Roman: Kayla, calm down! Kayla!
[Relaxed club music]
Victor: Tell me the truth, belle. Why do you really want to buy this place?
Belle: It's a business transaction. I don't need to discuss my personal motives with you.
Victor: Oh, your "personal motives" wouldn't happen to involve my son, would they?
Deimos: What do you want?
Philip: Uncle... you've taken everything from me. And now I need your help.
Ciara: Chase, stop. We shouldn't.
Chase: Yes, we should. Just let it happen.
Ciara: No, I don't want to talk about this.
Chase: Well, we have to. I'm--I'm not gonna lose you. I can't.
Ciara: You're not gonna lose me... but this--I'm not ready.
Chase: Yes, you are. Deep down you know that.
Ciara: Chase, stop. I want you to stop.
Chase: No, you don't.
Chase: This is what we both want.
Hope: Ciara? Hey, baby. You okay? Did you have a bad dream? Honey, it's all right. I'm here. You have nothing to be afraid of now, sweetheart. André DiMera's been arrested. He won't be able to hurt you.
Ciara: Mom, that's not who I'm afraid of.
Chase: Okay, André, where the hell are you?
Belle: Why would you think this has anything to do with Philip?
Victor: Well, I'm sure he's told you that he and I have... had a falling out.
Victor: And I imagine he may have prevailed upon you to go after something that's mine.
Belle: No, and for the record, Philip and I are not seeing each other anymore.
Belle: You know, Victor. If things are that bad between you and Philip, I'm wondering why you care.
I can see that you're hurt, but you should know that Philip loves you very much.
Victor: Philip betrayed me in the most egregious way. I don't think that's anything I could ever forgive.
Deimos: So, your father disowned you, fired you, cut you out of his will.
Philip: I never wanted to hurt my father. You know that. But why wouldn't he believe that I betrayed him? Everything I say has to be put to the test. And I finally realized I never can pass, no matter what I do.
Deimos: You chose the wrong ally.
Philip: What are you talking about? I was blackmailed into allying myself with you. It was hardly a choice.
Deimos: Oh, well. It's all irrelevant now, isn't it? But I'm guessing your point is you never wanted to hurt your father before, but maybe now you do?
Philip: There's no "maybes" about it. That's why I'm here.
Hope: Who are you afraid of?
Ciara: Never mind.
Hope: Honey, is this about when Stefano's men kidnapped you? Baby, Stefano's gone. André is off the streets. We don't have to look over our shoulders anymore. We can get rid of the guards. Ciara, I am so sorry for all of this.
Ciara: It's not your fault.
Hope: Oh, baby.
Ciara: I'm okay. I just--I had a bad dream.
Hope: Okay. How about some hot chocolate then? I have those, you know, mini little marshmallows. What do you say?
Hope: All right, I'll be right back.
Ava: Thank you for getting her out of here. I suppose it's too much to ask to have your sister arrested...
Roman: Shut up.
Ava: And thrown into--
Roman: Just shut the hell up!
Ava: I am the victim here!
Roman: You're the victim, right?
Roman: Okay. You agreed to hop on a plane, leave Salem. Why'd you give JJ the slip, go to Steve and Kayla's house if you're not looking for trouble?
Ava: Because I just wanted to talk to patch. We lost a son together, detective Brady, and he's not just gonna forget him, and he's not gonna forget me either.
Roman: Oh, I'll bet he won't.
Ava: And to tell you the truth, it drives Kayla crazy, and she's not gonna be satisfied until I am dead.
Roman: Ava, Ava... do me a favor, huh? Okay? Explain to me how Kayla attacked you with a hypodermic, and why she would call 911 if she wants you dead.
Ava: Probably because patch walked in, otherwise she would have left me there to die.
Roman: [Laughs] Really?
Roman: I don't believe that for a second and nobody else will.
Ava: Okay, um... all right, detective, tell me-- tell me--how did I get those drugs? I was in protective custody. Weren't you doing your job? Look, I certainly can't just go and write a prescription for morphine, but your sister, on the other hand, she is a doctor.
Roman: You got an answer for everything, don't you?
Ava: Because it's the truth, and if you don't take me seriously, I will go above your head, and I will find someone who does.
Joey: His--his prom-posal was more expensive than his car payments.
Jade: [Laughing] Oh! And she said no? God, that sucks for him.
Joey: Not really. Prom's a joke.
Jade: You're such a romantic.
Joey: I'm so over high school. Aren't you?
Jade: I'm in year five.
Joey: That's right. [Coughing] Sorry.
Jade: So what happened to you?
Jade: What happened to you? Some pretty little cheerleader break your heart?
Joey: Nope, she... she was older.
Joey: Yeah, like, way older. Like, way older. Yeah, but... that was, like, the biggest mistake of my life.
Joey: 'Cause she's insane. She used me to try to ruin my parents' marriage.
Joey: Yeah. I've never hated anyone as much as I hate her.
Belle: I'm sorry to hear that. So are you willing to sell or not?
Victor: Well, I need proof that you can come up with the money.
Belle: I'll pay you cash. How's that? I've recently come into a large sum of money, and my goal is to invest it in my family's future.
Victor: Interesting. You know, I heard that Stefano recently lost a great deal of money... that your sister, Sami, may have had something to do with it.
Wouldn't by any chance be where this capital is coming from, would it?
Belle: If it were, would that be a deal breaker?
Victor: Of course not. If anything, it sweetens the deal. Congratulations on your new club.
Belle: Thank you.
Victor: I'll have my lawyers draw up the papers. Claire, hi, it's mom. Anyway, come and meet me at the edge of the square. I have a huge surprise for you.
Deimos: Give me one reason why I should trust you now.
Philip: I can't. But I also know how badly you want to bring down my father. I'm not asking you to believe my words... only my deeds.
That's the formula for the topits disease serum. You wanted it. I got it for you.
Belle: Thanks for meeting me. Here, sit down. Can I get you a drink? On the house.
Claire: A gin and tonic. And what do you mean "on the house"?
Belle: I mean that... I own this place. Well, I'm about to.
Claire: Um...a nightclub? Why?
Belle: It's for you! You've been working so hard on your singing, and I just thought this would be the best venue for you when you're ready.
Belle: Well, I mean, if singing is your true passion, then... I want to do everything I can to help make those dreams come true.
Belle: You're happy, right?
Claire: Mom, I know that you're trying to do a nice thing, and you're trying to support me...
Claire: If you think you need to buy me a place to perform, then I guess you don't have any confidence that I can do it on my own.
Belle: Oh, honey, of course I do. I'm just trying to make things easier.
Claire: No, you're trying to buy back my love and trust.
Belle: That is not true.
Claire: Yeah, mom, you have barely been paying attention to me for a very long time, and you think it's that easy to just make it up to me.
Belle: You know what? Claire, I'm trying my best, but it just seems like there's nothing I can do to make you happy.
Claire: No, no, this isn't about me. This is about you telling yourself that you're a good mom and feeling less guilty for ruining our lives.
Belle: I love you, Claire. I'm sorry you don't seem to have any idea how much.
Hope: Hmm...you know what I feel like now?
Hope: How about some cookies? Oh, and what about some ice cream to go with it?
Hope: Yeah? Okay, I'll be right back. Just got them at the market. Your favorite, honey.
[Melancholy piano music]
Hope: Dun-da-da-dahh look, your favorite, chocolate chip and chocolate gelato.
Ciara: I'm sorry to do this to you, mom, but you're gonna have to eat all those on your own.
Ciara: Claire just texted me. She invited me to a party. She's gonna pick me up in a few.
Ciara: What? I thought André was in jail. You said everything's okay now.
Hope: It is. It is! It's just... when I walked in on you and Theo earlier, and that you had raided the liquor cabinet--
Ciara: Oh, come on, mom. You're gonna ground me now? That's not fair.
Hope: Just listen to me, okay? I need you to promise me that you'll be responsible. Drinking is not gonna take your problems away. They'll only make them worse.
Hope: Look what happened to your cousin Eric.
Ciara: Mom, I've heard this lecture before.
Hope: Ciara Alice, do not be dismissive about this. I take this very seriously, and so should you. Tell me you will not drink tonight.
Ciara: Fine. I get it. I won't.
Hope: And if anyone else is drinking, I want you to leave. Okay? I mean it.
Ciara: I will. Mom, I will.
Hope: I'm trusting you. I want you back by midnight.
Ciara: You're the best, mom. Thank you.
Hope: Be careful.
Ciara: I will.
Steve: Well, I can--I can go if you want me to, throw some things in a bag.
Kayla: I understand why you did what you did. It's just gonna take me a long time to get past it.
Steve: I know.
Kayla: And as long as Ava is out there, I... I'd feel better if you stayed here.
Steve: So would I.
Kayla: But that doesn't mean that I want you touching me. You can sleep on the couch.
Hope: Come in, honey. So where's the party?
Claire: You know Nancy Breen, right?
Hope: Oh, yeah, yeah. She and Ciara have been friends for years.
Claire: Right, yeah, well, it's her birthday, so the party's at her house.
Claire: And don't worry, her parents will be there.
Hope: Great. Music to my ears.
Claire: Hello! You look fabulous. Um...can Ciara spend the night? Please, I really need to talk to her.
Hope: Why don't you spend the night at our house?
Claire: Oh, okay.
Hope: Okay, so have a great time.
Claire: Thank you.
Hope: And be careful.
Ciara: I will.
Hope: And no drinking.
Claire: I am so glad you could come tonight. I just had this huge fight with my mom.
Ciara: Sorry. And sorry you're stuck being dd, 'cause I'm gonna get trashed.
Hope: Hey, Theo. Come on in, honey.
Hope: How are you?
Theo: Good, how are you?
Theo: I'm looking for Ciara.
Hope: Oh, honey, you just missed her. She just left with Claire.
Hope: A party for Nancy Breen. It's her birthday.
Theo: Oh...I didn't know that.
Hope: I'm guessing that you probably texted Ciara before showing up here?
Theo: Mm-hmm. She didn't answer.
Hope: And you're worried about her. Is there something going on with Ciara that I should know about?
Theo: Ciara's fine. She told me so.
[Upbeat dance music]
Claire: Oh, my God. This is so cool. What?
Ciara: I thought you said we were going to Nancy's birthday party.
Claire: Oh, I don't even know Nancy. I was just telling your mom what she wanted to hear.
Ciara: I hate this place.
Ciara: It's--it's dark and creepy, okay?
Claire: Okay, do you want to leave?
Ciara: No, it's okay. I'll just--I'll deal with it. Hey, face your fear, right?
Claire: Yeah, come on.
[Dance music plays]
Joey: Damn it. Ah!
Jade: Wait, hold on. You're bleeding.
Joey: I'm fine.
Jade: No, come on.
Joey: I'm fine.
Jade: Come here. Okay. What's wrong? Let me help.
Joey: You can't! Nobody can. I got to get out of here.
[Relaxed club music]
Lani: Paul Narita, right?
Paul: That's me.
Lani: Lani price. Officer price to you. I should have you arrested.
Lani: [Chuckles] Marlins fan here. The last time you tossed a no-hitter, my car windshield was shattered by a disgruntled fan, and I hold you responsible.
Paul: Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe I can make restitution here and buy you a drink.
Lani: Maybe. If you autograph a baseball for my little brother.
Paul: As long as he's not a marlins fan planning on putting it through my window.
Lani: You don't have to worry. He knows your stats for every year you were in college, the minors, the majors, everything.
Paul: Wow. You know, I've only known one kid to do that. Does your brother happen to be Theo carver?
Lani: Yep. That's--that's the one.
Paul: Well, that's amazing! He's a great kid.
Lani: Yeah, he's pretty great. I was gonna pick him to draft my fantasy league, but he's been pretty distracted lately.
Paul: Well, how come?
Lani: The same thing that gets most guys his age: A girl.
Brian: Theo, hey.
Theo: Hey. Um... do you know where Nancy Breen's house is? She's having a party.
Brian: Nobody's there. They're all at the pier behind the warehouse on 78. You should check it out.
Theo: No, I'm--I'm just looking for Ciara.
Brian: She's probably there. I mean, everyone is.
Theo: Not everyone.
Brian: Hey. We're on our way. Party doesn't start without us, dude.
Deimos: Of course, I'm gonna have to authenticate these.
Philip: They're the real deal. Trust me. I wouldn't be stupid enough to--
Deimos: What... lie to me? You had these all along, didn't you? Which means you've been lying to me, stringing me along, for months.
Philip: Old news, and I'm sorry.
Deimos: Of course you are.
Philip: I am. I was wrong to think that I owed my father any loyalty when--when he has none to me. Do you know what he wanted me to do?
Philip: He said in order to earn his forgiveness, I would have to spy on you for him.
Deimos: Well, maybe that's exactly what you're doing right now.
Philip: No. I know how dangerous you can be. So does my dad. Obviously he doesn't care what happens to me.
Deimos: If I'm so dangerous, why do you want to work with me?
Philip: I'd rather be on the winning side of things. That's gonna be your side, especially with my help.
Deimos: So you'd like to resume our previous arrangement?
Philip: Minus the threats and blackmail would be nice.
Deimos: You've already given me what I wanted. What could you possibly give me now?
Philip: You don't know my father like I do. That's why you came to me to begin with. That's my offer. Take it or leave it.
Deimos: Yes, I want you to follow Philip Kiriakis. Let me know what he's up to.
Kayla: I suggest you use two pillows if you don't want a stiff neck tomorrow. I slept on this couch many times waiting for Joey to come home.
Steve: Yeah, well, he's not gonna be too happy to find me here, is he?
Kayla: No, I don't think he will. Well, good night.
Joey: Hey. What are you doing here? I thought mom kicked you out on your ass.
Steve: Yeah... well, we had a pretty rough afternoon here. Ava broke into the house and your mom found her unconscious on the floor here. She OD'd.
Joey: Oh, my God!
Steve: Well, she's okay.
Joey: I can't believe she tried to...kill herself.
Steve: She didn't try to kill herself. She was trying to set your mom up for attempted murder.
Joey: I hate her so much. I can't believe I ever...
Joey: Thought that--
Steve: It's gonna be okay. Your uncle Roman knows Ava was lying. Your mom's gonna be fine.
Joey: How? None of us are ever gonna be fine again! Don't you see that? 'Cause no matter what we do, Ava always wins! I'm tired of letting her control our lives!
[Upbeat dance music]
Theo: There you are.
Claire: Theo! I totally would have invited you, but I just didn't think this was your scene.
Theo: It's not.
Claire: Okay, I'll go get you a drink.
Theo: A soda.
Claire: Sure, okay.
Theo: I heard you were gonna be here.
Theo: Why do you keep ignoring my texts?
Ciara: I'm just tired of you asking if I'm worried. You know, it kind of gets boring.
Theo: Sorry, I don't mean to bore you.
Ciara: No, no. No, you don't. Never ever. I mean--I just... kind of get bored of people asking me if I'm worried, you know? I mean, lately, anyway.
Theo: I'll remember that.
Ciara: Hey, don't be mad. Come on, dance.
Theo: I don't--I'm not-- I'm not a good dancer.
Ciara: Liar. Fine. Don't dance. Don't drink. Don't have fun. You might as well just go home.
[Music muffled in distance]
[Somber piano music]
Philip: Are you okay?
Philip: No... want to talk about it?
Belle: Wouldn't be fair to cry on your shoulder after I just asked you for space.
Philip: Because you were worried about your daughter. Something happened with Claire, didn't it?
Belle: You know-- I know I'm not "mom of the year," but I am trying. When she was little, I just had to sing some silly song and I would get the biggest smile. Now I just feel like there's nothing I can do to make her understand how much I love her. Or maybe she just doesn't care.
Philip: I'm sure that's not true. You remember what it was like when we were that age, hm?
Belle: I adored my mom, and I still do. I mean, why couldn't I be more like her?
Philip: I'm glad you are who you are.
Belle: I should go.
Philip: Is it okay if I walk with you? Don't ever forget how special you are, okay?
In a world that's trying to turn you into someone new...
Belle: Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
Belle: Because I'M... sending you all these mixed signals and... Claire, too, you know she just needs to know that I am putting her first.
Philip: What does that have to do with me? You're not going back to Shawn, right? She has to learn to live with that.
Belle: I know. But I--
Philip: It doesn't help to lie... [Sighs] To her or yourself.
Belle: What does that mean?
Philip: You want me as much as I want you. Admit it.
Paul: So this girl Theo likes, I mean, is it mutual?
Lani: Apparently not. I mean, not yet, anyway.
Paul: Oh, well, then... look, if it doesn't work out, he's probably gonna be thinking about a different girl next week.
Lani: No. You don't know Theo. He--he kind of obsesses about stuff, and I worry about him because he...
Paul: Because what?
Lani: He has autism, and he hasn't been part of my life very long, but he is the most loyal and straight-up honest person you'll ever meet, and he's been through a lot. And if anyone ever tries to mess with him, they'll be the one hurting.
[Upbeat dance music]
Claire: Hey, what happened with Theo?
Ciara: Oh, he wasn't in the mood to party. Who you looking for?
Claire: I was hoping chase might be here.
Claire: Because he's out there somewhere, alone, and it'd be nice if he found, you know, a warm place and something to eat.
Ciara: If he shows up, I'm leaving.
Ciara: Do you know how worried my mom's been since he ran away?
Claire: Yeah, she'd probably be a lot less worried if he came home.
Ciara: I don't want him there, okay?
Claire: Ciara, why?
Ciara: Because I hate him!
Claire: Ciara, what did he do to you?
Brian: Don't you ever look at me that way again, man!
Henry: What? I--I wasn't.
Brian: You were, you fag!
Henry: Whoa! Hey, get off of me.
Theo: Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, stop, stop! Hey, stop! Stop, dude, stop, stop.
Claire: Ciara, come on, let's go!
[Fire alarm rings]
Officer: This is Officer Regal. Yeah, I don't want to chance evacuating this patient if I don't need to. What floor is the fire on? I can't hear you.
Joey: You bitch. God, I hate you. More than I can say. You used me to get my parents back together just so you could tear them apart. Why can't you leave us the hell alone? There's only one way to get rid of you.
[Alarm continues blaring]
Philip: You sure?
Belle: I don't know.
Philip: Belle, I have known you since you ruled the sandbox in preschool... and I had a mad crush on you even then.
Belle: Is that why you pulled my pigtails and made me cry that time?
Philip: Got your attention, didn't I?
Belle: Yeah, you've always been pretty good at that.
Philip: I can wait as long as you need me to.
Belle: I don't want to wait. What?
Philip: I just want to look at you. This is right. This is where we belong.
Paul: Hey! Wait, are you okay? What happened?
Henry: Nothing, I--
Paul: No, no, it wasn't nothing. I can tell you're really upset. Talk to me, please. Whatever it is, I can help.
Claire: If your mom asks where my car is...
Ciara: I'll tell her it didn't start, and we'll get it in the morning. Oh, she's not even here. She went to get some food.
Claire: Oh, good, I'm starving. Oh, what were you gonna tell me before? About why you hate chase.
[Fire alarm blaring]
Ava: Joey. Joey--what are you doing? What are you-- Joey. Joey, no--no!
[Muffled screams] No!
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