Days of Our Lives Transcript Canada--Thursday 8/9/01; U.S.-Friday 8/10/01
Provided By Stephanie
Proofread By Niki
Chloe: Good morning. What a beautiful morning. Oh, and that coffee smells great.
Craig: It does, doesn't it.
Nancy: My, my, aren't we in a good mood. Any particular reason?
Chloe: And why would I tell you?
Brady's voice: If you don't want me to help you, fine.
Chloe: So you're making me choose?
Brady: No, no. Not at all. But if you want me to help you, just say the word.
Chloe: Word.
Brady: Fine. Let's get out of here.
Chloe: Brady, not tonight. I'm tired. We've been running around all day.
Brady: All right, all right. But we're still on for tomorrow, right?
Chloe: Great. Thanks.
Brady: I will pick you up first thing, and we will find ways to inspire you.
Brady: You're smart, Chloe. But sometimes you need someone even smarter to help you connect the dots.
Jack: Ok.
[phone rings]
Greta: Hello?
Jack: Tell me everything. Every detail. I don't care how much it hurts.
Greta: Jack, do you have any idea what time it is, you idiot?
Jack: What's time when my life is at stake? Focus, Greta, focus. Last night, Blue Note, drive home. What did Jennifer say?
Jennifer: I could swear last night that that was his voice -- that it was Colin's voice. But what would he be doing here in Salem?
Elizabeth: Not exactly Bond Street, is it?
Colin: Considerably louder.
Elizabeth: Oh, yes, I love the sound of jackhammers in the morning.
Colin: Didn't you say you had some items to pick up?
Elizabeth: If I can find a decent chemist, which I seriously doubt.
Colin: The only way to find out is to go and look.
Elizabeth: All right, but don't go running off. Remember, I'm a stranger in an even stranger land.
Hope: Would you look at that? Would you look at that? You know, I think J.T. is gaining on Isaac.
Lexie: I think so.
Hope: Yeah, you have grown so much in the last month, haven't you? Oh, yes, you have, sweetheart. You know, actually it's a miracle how well he's been since we got him back from Glen and Barb. Oh, you know, one of the worst things about the whole kidnapping nightmare was worrying about someone else taking care of him and not knowing the danger signs. Oh, gosh, Lex, I am so sorry. I never should have brought those people up, Glen and Barb. I'm sorry. But everything's all right now, isn't it? I mean, the D.N.A. test didn't match, so you're not worried anymore, right?
Lexie: No, no. No, it's -- it's just the idea of someone taking a baby away from his mother. I can't even bear the thought of it. But mommy promises you that that will never happen to you, Isaac. Never. Never.
Rolf: Yes, Stefano. No, Stefano. Of course not, Stefano. What, an edge to my voice? It must be the connection. I am here, as always, to do your bidding as you wish. Yes, yes. Alexandra and I have discussed the Hope situation. No, no. It's not a problem, Stefano. Yeah, yeah, I understand your concerns. And you are making a colossal mistake. In fact, I may have to take matters into my own hands.
Like sands through the hour glass, so are the Days of Our Lives.
Jennifer: Colin? Ahoy, there.
Colin: Sorry. I have quite a lot on my mind, lately.
Jennifer: Yeah. I sensed that.
Colin: The truth is, I'll be leaving here soon.
Jennifer: Oh. Wow, I'm gonna really miss our little talks by the fire.
Colin: I will, too. It's a shame you won't be coming to -- to Ireland.
Jennifer: Why do you say that?
Colin: Because I've really enjoyed getting to know you.
Jennifer: "Pity you won't be coming." "Enjoyed getting to know you." What a bunch of blarney that was. I can't believe what a fool I was to believe that. I can't believe I followed him to Ireland. But that is it. No more Colin Murphy fantasies. It is ending right now. I am starting over, right now. Why couldn't Brandon take my mind off him? I mean, Brandon's charming, he's sensitive, he's bright -- [knock on door]
Abby: Mommy?
Jennifer: Baby, what are you doing here? Daddy was supposed to take you to camp.
Abby: I had a tummy ache when I woke up.
Jennifer: Oh, I'm sorry, honey. You didn't tell me.
Abby: I told daddy, and he said I should stay home. So can we go to the park, you, me, and daddy? We could take my friend Suzie. She doesn't go to camp. Please?
Jennifer: You know what, baby? That's fine. I'll call Suzie's mom and we'll work something out.
Abby: Thanks. I'll get dressed, then I'll tell daddy the whole family's going to the park.
Greta: Jack, it is early. It is very, very early and I was just having this amazing dream, which did not involve you, by the way. And I don't have any caffeine in my body yet. Am I making myself clear? Surely this can wait.
Jack: Actually, it can't. This is very important. I need you to remember every word Jennifer said to you last night. Every single word. I know, write it down. Close your eyes, take yourself back in time. Recreate the entire conversation word for word.
Greta: Good-bye.
[Phone rings]
Greta: What?
Jennifer: Greta? It's Jennifer. Hi.
Greta: Oh, my gosh. I'm sorry, I'm just -- I'm having a hard time getting up this morning.
Jennifer: It's ok. I totally understand. I was just gonna say Abby begged off of camp today, so Jack and I are -- we're gonna take her to the park. You know, the one by Salem Place? And I was thinking, maybe in an hour, why don't you meet me in front of ballistic and we'll go shopping. You know, and then Jack and Abby, they can run off some steam. Believe me, they both need it.
Greta: Oh, ok. Yeah, yeah. Let me, um, let me get some caffeine in my body, and then I'll be there as soon as I can.
Jennifer: Ok, that would be great. I'll see you when you get there.
Greta: Ok. That might as well have been a conference call. If Jennifer's gonna trust me and be my friend, then I can't betray her confidence to Jack. Oh, if it was up to Jack, he'd probably have me wearing a wire. But if Jennifer's going to trust me, then I can't betray her. Oh, so whether or not I remember every single word of last night's conversation, Jack, old buddy, is besides the point. I am not gonna be telling you.
Bart: Whoa. Just because the big cat's away doesn't mean the nutty professor gets to play god.
Rolf: Don't ever speak to me that way again.
Bart: Hey, Rolf, get a grip. Not a death grip.
Bart: Jeez Louise, I was only kidding.
Rolf: You joke entirely too much. You take liberties with me that you would never even dare attempt with Stefano. Now what the hell do you want?
Bart: A raise. You told me the boss wants to turn Hope into Princess Gina A.S.A.P. I just wondered what the game plan was.
Rolf: Stefano and I were just discussing that matter. He's changed his mind.
Bart: Why? Why? 'Cause Lexie doesn't want to do it or because the big cheese is going soft on us?
Rolf: Neither of the above. It's because of me.
Hope: Lex, the way you look at Isaac sometimes... With such terror in your eyes... You know, I don't get it. I mean, Barb and Glen are gone now. They're out of our lives. And yet you can't seem to let go of the fear that someone's going to take your baby away from you.
Lexie: Look, Hope, Isaac's birth father is out there somewhere. What if he decides he wants Isaac back? I can't take that chance, don't you see? It's always in the back of my mind.
Hope: Well, you need to get it our of your mind. Hey, think about the kind of person Marlo was, ok? About how unlikely it is that she could have been with someone else who would actually be interested in being a father, or even remembers having a relationship with her. Now, on the other hand, ok, say someone does show up. There's no Judge in the world who would ever allow you to hand Isaac over to a total stranger. There's no way. You are a good mother, do you hear me? And everyone knows how much you love that little boy and how much he loves you.
Lexie: Oh, my precious little baby. I am your mama, aren't I? Yes. Yes, I am. And I always will be.
Isaac: Mama.
Lexie: Oh, my gosh!
Hope: Lex!
Lexie: Did you hear that?
Hope: Is that the first time?
Lexie: Yeah, he said mama.
Hope: You see, Isaac knows exactly who his mother is, and so does everyone else who matters.
Lexie: Hope, promise me -- swear that you won't let anyone take Isaac away from me.
Hope: Of course, I promise. You're the only mother Isaac has known or loved. He belongs with you, right there in your arms, forever.
Lexie: Thank you. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend. I'm counting on you, ok? To keep your promise no matter what happens.
Nancy: Gee, forgive me for asking why you're in such a good mood. I mean, how rude of me. How presumptuous.
Chloe: I didn't say it was rude. It's just that instead of explaining why I'm in a good mood, I would rather just feel it. Craig, could you please pass the sugar?
Craig: Sure.
Chloe: Thanks.
Nancy: Chloe, sweetheart, would you like some cereal?
Chloe: I'd love some. Thanks. And Nancy, that dress is so beautiful on you. It really suits you.
Nancy: Well, thank you. What a lovely thing to say. [Doorbell rings]
Chloe: I'll get it.
Craig: No, I'll get it. You finish your breakfast. Be right back.
Chloe: He's early.
Nancy: Who?
Chloe: Brady Black.
Nancy: Oh, no. You're going out with him again?
Brady: Morning, Dr. Wesley. Here's your paper.
Craig: Thank you. I take it you're here to see Chloe.
Brady: Yes. Yes, I am. And, uh, listen, I was here yesterday, and Mrs. Wesley told me that I was quite rude to her some months back in Tuscany, which I honestly don't remember.
Craig: Well, that's, um, interesting, because you left an indelible impression on both of us.
Brady: Yeah. Yeah. That's what she said. So, look, I obviously owe you an apology.
Jack: Abigail is really different from other kids. She doesn't fight. She doesn't tease. She's truly special.
Jennifer: It's not news to me. I've never been more proud of our daughter.
Jack: Well, I guess we did something right, huh?
Jennifer: Our finest achievement, I would say.
Jack: She's pretty- well-adjusted, too, what with all the moving around the last couple of years.
Jennifer: Yeah, I think it was good for her to be in Africa and Ireland, you know? I mean, it taught her to adjust to new situations with new people. Not to mention living with unpredictability. I think it made her more resilient and strong.
Jack: Speaking of exotic locales, you've never told me how your time in Ireland affected you.
Jennifer: No, I haven't, and I don't intend to.
Waitress: Hi. Can I help you?
Greta: Yeah, I was hoping to grab some coffee, but it looks like all your table are taken.
Waitress: Oh, that gentleman over there is alone.
Greta: Oh, no. I don't -- please.
Waitress: Oh, don't be silly.
Greta: No, no, no, no. Really, it's completely fine.
Waitress: Excuse me, sir. Hi. You wouldn't mind. Sharing your table, would you?
Colin: Please, don't give it a second thought.
Greta: I don't want to intrude.
Colin: I insist.
Greta: Oh, well, thank you. That's very nice of you. Thank you. Um, I will have a mocha java.
Waitress: Absolutely. And, sir, can I get you another French Roast?
Colin: Please.
Greta's voice: Oh, my God. It's the gorgeous guy from The Blue Note last night.
Greta: I know you. I saw you last night at The Blue Note with that woman that um, well, that wasn't very happy.
Colin: A rather diplomatic way of putting it.
Greta: I probably shouldn't have said anything. It's probably your wife.
Colin: No. We're not married. But you're right. She is a bit unhappy at the moment. By the way, I'm Colin Murphy.
Greta: Oh, um, it's nice to meet you. I'm Greta von Amberg.
Colin: Well, fancy that. It's not every day one gets to have coffee with a Princess.
Nancy: Chloe, don't you ever learn? What is this fascination that you have with Kiriakis men?
Chloe: Brady is not a Kiriakis. His father is John Black. And besides, we're not dating. We're just hanging out because everybody else is on the school trip. So lighten up, Nancy.
Nancy: I wish I had a tape recorder so that I could play this back.
Chloe: I'm sorry. I sounded like a snippy little brat, didn't I? I don't know how you put up with me sometimes.
Nancy: Sometimes it's easier than others.
Chloe: Can I share something with you?
Nancy: Of course.
Chloe: I think I got involved way too fast with Philip.
Nancy: Really?
Chloe: Yeah, and if you said "I told you so" right now, you would be completely justified.
Nancy: Notice I'm not saying anything.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I made a mistake, but I'm not gonna do it again. And when Philip gets back, I want to feel more comfortable with him and more secure with myself. Now that we're apart, I understand clearly why we had so many problems.
Nancy: That shows real signs of maturity, sweetheart. I am so proud of you.
Chloe: But when Philip does come back, if I choose to see him, I don't want you telling me that I can't, because I'm the one who decides who I spend time with.
Nancy: As if you'd pay any attention to me anyway.
Craig: So, let me get this straight. You want to apologize for being rude and insulting to both my wife and myself.
Brady: Yes, yes, I do. I was in a pretty lousy mood that night and I probably shouldn't have been drinking.
Craig: Ah, that's a given.
Brady: Yeah, but I want you to know it was nothing personal. I mean, I would've been a jerk to anybody who sat down next to me.
Craig: Is that supposed to make me feel better?
Brady: No. It's just to let you know that I take responsibility for my actions.
Craig: I see. All right. Apology accepted.
Brady: Thank you.
Craig: You're welcome.
Brady: Is Chloe ready?
Craig: I don't know. She was finishing breakfast. Chloe! Where are you taking her, anyway?
Brady: Oh, no big plans. Maybe just a drive.
Craig: Just a drive.
Brady: Mm-hmm.
Chloe: Hi, Brady.
Brady: Hey, ready to roll?
Chloe: Yeah. See you later, Craig.
Craig: Have a good time, you two.
Chloe: Oh, we will. We definitely will. We have big plans. Wild, crazy, sinister plans.
Craig: Don't push it.
Chloe: Don't wait up.
Craig: I'm serious.
Jennifer: You know, you just never cease to amaze me. You know perfectly well why we went to Ireland.
Jack: I know. I know, but, uh, I got an idea. It's just -- maybe you could narrow it down to multiple choice.
Jennifer: Because you were never there for us in Africa, ok? Days and weeks would go by without so much as a phone call, remember?
Jack: Right, I know, I know. And it was bad for Abigail. But now -- now we're all together again, and she couldn't be happier, so isn't that what matters?
Jennifer: Of course it is. Abby's happiness is the only thing that's important to me.
Jack: Well, I think your own happiness should rate in there somewhere, don't you think?
Jennifer: You know, why don't you leave the burden of my happiness to me, ok? It's not your concern.
Jack: By the way, I thought you looked radiant last night when you were out with your date. Bradley, wasn't it?
Jennifer: Brandon was his name, and he was not my date. You know, this is so like you to steer the conversation from Abby to my social life.
Jack: Wh -- I don't --
Abby: Suzie and her mom had to go home. Can I run and get some ice cream?
Jennifer: Yes. Yes, you can, honey. But just promise me that you won't run, ok?
Abby: Deal.
Jennifer: Here you go. Careful. You know, I need to keep track of the time because I'm meeting someone.
Jack: What a coincidence. So am I. Greta and I are going to grab some lunch, so I guess your rendezvous with Bradley will just have to wait.
Jennifer: It's Brandon. And I'm meeting someone else, Jack.
Jack: Oh. Well, aren't we the little social butterfly. Who's the lucky guy?
Greta: Thank you. Well, what do you mean, Princess? How do you know who I am?
Colin: It's probably obvious I'm from across the pond. Naturally, I read all about your coronation in the papers. And I must say, the photos did not do you justice. I'm sorry. For a moment there, I almost forgot about the terrible tragedy of that night, and I certainly won't dwell upon it. But I do want to say I was very touched by your devotion to the orphans. I'm sure that their lives have changed permanently because of the money you raised for them.
Elizabeth: I see you found a way to amuse yourself while I was gone.
Bart: You want to run that by me again? I mean, I thought you were all in favor of bringing back the royal bombshell.
Rolf: Of course I am. But first I have to figure out a way to accomplish that without destroying the Hope personality completely. If Hope were to disappear, the Brady's would blame Stefano, making it impossible for him to ever return to Salem. And so, it would appear I have my work cut out for me.
Bart: Well, I've never known there to be a problem you couldn't solve, Doc. You're a regular Albert Schweitzer.
Rolf: That's close, Bart, but no cigar.
Bart: Einstein. I meant Einstein.
Rolf: Ah.
Bart: Well, I knew it was one of the Albert's. Anyway, Rolfski, what happens after you figure out how to turn Hope into Gina without losing Hope?
Rolf: Stefano said that we can set our plan into motion.
Bart: Hot dog!
Rolf: Not quite my response, but we share the same sentiments.
Bart: The Brady's won't know what hit them.
Rolf: That's the idea... To take them completely by surprise and make sure they're all destroyed forever.
Lexie: Would you look at that precious little face?
Hope: Let me see. Oh, how sweet. How sweet, huh, big guys? Look at Isaac.
Lexie: I know.
Hope: Anytime I start to worry about when J.T. will say his first word or take his first step, I stop myself right there and I say, Hope, he's healthy, and he's happy, and that's all that matters. That, of course, and the truth.
Lexie: The truth?
Hope: At some point, when J.T. is old enough, I want him to understand why and how he came into this world.
Lexie: Hope...
Hope: Listen, I don't want to upset you, but I did want to ask you something.
Lexie: Sure. What is it?
Hope: About my time when I was Gina... When I conceived J.T.
Lexie's voice: Oh, my God. Is Hope finally going to tell me that John is J.T.'s father?
Craig: That was interesting. That was Brady Black apologizing for his behavior way back when in Tuscany. He said we caught him on a bad night.
Nancy: Aww.
Craig: Give him a break, Nancy. I think he's trying to straighten himself out.
Nancy: Craig, the last thing that Chloe needs is to get involved with another obnoxious, spoiled, rich kid.
Chloe: All right, it's show time. You said you had something to teach me, so teach.
Brady: You're loaded for bear today, aren't you?
Chloe: No. It's just fun to kid around with someone you feel safe with. It's kind of like Kate Hepburn and Spencer Tracy in those old movies that Nancy and Craig are addicted to.
Brady: They are stuck in a time warp, aren't they?
Chloe: Yeah. Listen to this. Nancy was giving me the "Kiriakis men are dangerous and deadly" lecture. Don't you love it?
Brady: You gave her grief for it, right?
Chloe: Uh-uh. I went in the back way. I "confided" in her.
Brady: Clever, Chloe. Very clever.
Chloe: Yeah, and I guarantee you that she's in there right now repeating every word to Craig.
Brady: Yeah, what's up with him, man? He's really protective of you, isn't he?
Chloe: Craig? He's a good guy. Now, stop stalling and tell me where we're going, big boy.
Brady: Trust me. It's the last place you'd expect.
Colin: Elizabeth Cox, Princess Greta von Amberg.
Elizabeth: Pleasure to meet you, Princess.
Greta: Oh, please, just call me Greta.
Elizabeth: I'll confess, it's nice to know I'm not the only fish out of water.
Greta: I don't know what you mean.
Colin: Elizabeth's having a little trouble adjusting to small-town life.
Greta: Oh, well, Salem's my home.
Elizabeth: You live here?
Colin: Darling...
Elizabeth: Perhaps you've heard of my father, Sir Alistair Cox. His bank has handled royal funds since the time of Queen Victoria.
Greta: Oh, I wouldn't know. My family's always banked with the Favershams.
Colin: Looks as though you found what you needed after all.
Elizabeth: One does what one must in a pinch. I did happen upon this divine new cologne. But of course, you'll have to take the spritz test first.
Colin: It looks as though I'm going shopping.
Greta: Oh, that's not necessary.
Colin: I insist. It was lovely meeting you.
Greta: It was nice to meet you, too. Both of you.
Elizabeth: Good day.
Greta: Good-bye. What is such a great guy doing with such a pretentious social climber like that one?
Jack: Come on, Jennifer. What's the mystery? You can tell me. Who? Julie? Hope? Alice?
Jennifer: I have a new friend. We're going shopping.
Jack: Re -- with another -- it's a coincidence again. Greta and I are going shopping. We love to go shopping. And the best part of it is that we communicate so well. It's like we can read each other's minds.
Jennifer: Is that so?
Jack: And speaking of communicating, I was going to ask you... Did Greta say anything to you about me when you drove her home last night?
Jennifer: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah! She actually talked about you quite a bit.
Jack: Really?
Jennifer: Oh, uh-huh.
Jack: And so, tell me --
Abby: Mommy! Daddy! Look who I found.
Greta: Hi, I'm sorry I'm late.
Jack: No problem.
Jennifer: No problem.
Greta: What are you talking about, Jack? I'm supposed to meet Jennifer and go shopping.
Jack: Greta is the new friend that you're going to meet?
Jennifer: Mm-hmm. She's my new friend...Who obviously has occasional memory lapses, because I guess when she agreed to meet me, her little date with you must have slipped her mind.
Greta: I'm confused.
Jennifer: Oh, it's ok, just a common by-product of hanging around with Jack. We're going to go. Baby, can you look after your daddy for me, please? Keep an eye on him. Come on, Greta.
Greta: Ok. Bye, sweetie.
Abby: I think it's great that mommy and Greta are becoming to be friends, don't you, daddy?
Jack: Yeah. Just peachy.
Bart: So once you figure out how to bring Gina back, without losing Hope, then you can zap her with that ray from the satellite.
Rolf: This is real science, Bart, not Star Wars.
Bart: Oh, don't make my knees weak. Remember that sexy outfit Carrie Fisher wore in the return of the Jedi? Man, what a doll. Hey! What about Dolly?
Rolf: What, Dolly Madison? Dolly Parton? Dolly who?
Bart: Dolly the sheep.
Rolf: You will pardon me if your leap of logic leaves me a trifle queasy.
Bart: Man, now that was real science. I bet those people that had sweaters from the original Dolly were real happy there was a clone. If there's a tear or a run, the wool from the clone would be a perfect match.
Rolf: Who gives a good baa about sheep or sweaters?
Bart: Well, I mean, lots of times you get yarn that doesn't match, and -- you know, it's not important. What is important is where that sexy Lexie is.
Rolf: Watch your mouth. Alexandra is Stefano's daughter, and you will treat her with respect.
Bart: Gotcha.
Rolf: And she told me she went to meet Hope. I just pray she doesn't slip up and say something she shouldn't.
Bart: Yeah, like John is Hope's baby's father. Or that Lexie is raising Hope's baby or that Hope is raising the baby of that drunk Marlo.
Rolf: Exactly. I've told her repeatedly that the only way to ensure that Hope never learns of any of this is to turn her back into Gina. But before Stefano even forbade it, Alexandra refused. She doesn't want to do anything that might harm her best friend.
Bart: She's definitely not a chip off the old block.
Rolf: She's still weak. She's not yet a true DiMera. Of course, if it were up to me, I would say to hell with them and zap Hope right now. How sweet and final that would be.
Hope: Lex, I know your dad's -- oh, Stefano -- is gone and everything, but I'm sure he's going to be contacting you. Look, I need for you to tell me everything he might say to you about my time as Gina.
Lexie: Hope, you're asking me to betray my father.
Hope: No, I'm asking you to be a friend.
Lexie: I don't understand why you want to dredge all this up again.
Hope: Because secrets and lies have a tendency of coming out. And when Bo finally does find out the truth, I want him to know exactly why and how it happened.
Lexie: But aren't you taking a big risk? I mean, come on, if you bring back all of Gina's feelings, isn't there a risk that you could fall back in love with the father of your baby?
Hope: No. No, that could never happen. My love for Bo is too strong. Even though I know I'm never going to be Gina again, there's still this very small part of her deep inside of me. This child over here is just as much hers as he is mine.
Lexie: Hope, look, even if my father could tell me something about your life as Gina, who fathered J.T., et cetera... Look, I would feel responsible if I repeated any of that to you, if I told you something that could hurt you or your family.
Hope: It's my life, isn't it? It's my life. The burden of responsibility -- it's on me.
Lexie: Have you told anyone else that you want to do this?
Hope: Greta. John.
Lexie: John? What did he say?
Hope: Well, he resisted at first, but then Marlena convinced him that it would be a good idea for me to learn the truth.
Lexie: Marlena convinced him.
Hope: Hold on a second. I just promised you that I would never let anyone take Isaac away from you. Now I need your help. I need for you to help me find out everything possible about my time as Gina. Will you do it?
Lexie: All right. Yeah, yeah, I'll help you.
Hope: You will.
Lexie: Yeah.
Hope: Well, how can you? When I know that I can't trust you?
Lexie: What?
Hope: I know you've been lying to me for weeks.
Nancy: Craig, Chloe will never mature into the lovely young woman we want her to be if she gets involved with another Kiriakis hooligan.
Craig: "Hooligan"? Nancy, give him a break. He's a teenage boy.
Nancy: What, and that makes it all right? The next thing I know, you're going to be telling me that he's ruled by his hormones.
Craig: Because that's probably true.
Nancy: That is not a way to get me calmed down, Craig.
Craig: Nancy, can you just try and give this whole thing a chance before you go to pieces?
Nancy: No. Philip was not the right boy for her and neither is this kid.
Craig: So what, to hell with my opinion because you know better?
Nancy: I should know better, Craig, because I gave birth to her.
Craig: Oh, I see. And I'm just her stepfather. Is that it?
Chloe: You're right. This was the last place I expected you to bring me. In fact, I was hoping not to until September.
Brady: Don't think of it as a high school fling.
Chloe: Right, Brady. Sure.
Brady: Please. You will refer to me as "Professor Black."
Chloe: Oh, ok...Professor. So what's on the syllabus today, don't trust anyone over 30?
Brady: Oh, no, I think you've learned that already. Today I'm going to teach you how to connect that little organ you call a heart to that potentially wonderful voice of yours.
Chloe: You know, you shouldn't call my heart little. You don't know me well enough to know anything about my heart.
Brady: No?
Chloe: No. So let's go, professor big shot. Show me what you've got. And then I will decide if you've got what it takes to be my teacher.
Abby: Want the rest, daddy?
Jack: No, no, you finish it. Daddy's got to keep his lean, mean, muscle machine in shape.
Abby: Ha ha!
Jack: What's so funny?
Abby: You.
Jack: Oh, yeah? Feel that muscle.
Abby: Well, your tummy's mushy.
Jack: Hey, hey, hey, hey, leave that alone. The abs are still under construction. I think it's about time we went home. Come on.
Abby: Not yet. I like hanging out with you.
Jack: Well, I like hanging out with you. What do you want to do?
Abby: What do you want to do?
Jack: I asked you first.
Abby: I asked you first.
Jack: Who taught you to sass like that?
Abby: You do it all the time with mommy.
Jack: You know, you're right. I do.
Jack's voice: My God, she's right. Am I really that annoying?
Greta: So what was all that confusion with Jack about?
Jennifer: It's just Jack being Jack. You'll learn.
Greta: The hard way? No, thank you. Please fill me in.
Jennifer: Well, he just let me think that he was meeting you here. And I'm sure to pump you about whatever we said in the car last night.
Greta: The guy cares about you, so you can't blame him for that.
Jennifer: You know what? Enough about Jack. We are here to do serious shopping.
Greta: Is there any other kind?
Jennifer: No. Who are you looking for?
Greta: Oh, this guy that I wanted to point out to you.
Jennifer: Oh, cute guy?
Greta: Oh, beyond cute. He has these gorgeous eyes and this adorable British accent.
Elizabeth: Oh, look. There's your little Princess friend. Sure you don't want to buy her another cup of coffee?
Nancy: Craig, when I said that I gave birth to Chloe, it was just a --
Craig: You meant that I didn't have a clue about her because she's not my real child.
Nancy: Not at all. I just --
Craig: You know what, Nancy? I'll tell you what. I got an idea. Since I'm obviously clueless around here, why don't you call Chloe's real father, because I'm sure he'll know exactly how to deal with his daughter.
Brady: Are you familiar with vissi d'arte in Tosca?
Chloe: Yeah, it was only, like, my sixth-grace recital piece.
Brady: Good. Go ahead, sing it for me.
Chloe: Ahem. [Music starts] [singing in Italian] [Chloe stops singing]
Brady: Oh.
Chloe: Is there a problem?
Brady: Yes. That sucked.
Chloe: You arrogant creep.
Brady: Chloe, it is astounding to me that you can't sense what you're doing wrong.
Chloe: I hit every note precisely and perfectly.
Brady: Yes, yes, you did. But completely without feeling. Chloe, you have to connect to the emotional life of the character.
Chloe: I haven't lived her life. How can I connect to it?
Brady: Yes, you have. You just don't want to connect to it. But I'm going to make it safe for you to do that, ok?
Chloe: Well, maybe you can't teach me. Maybe you need to show me.
Abby: What are you thinking about, daddy?
Jack: That I’ve got to be a bit more clever. Redefine my plan. Patience is the key, Abigail.
Abby: Whatever.
Jack: Bingo. I know exactly what I'm going to do.
Colin: The Princess is not a friend. I've only just met her.
Elizabeth: All right, then. Let's go.
Jennifer: Greta, does this guy...Did he happen to tell you his name, by any chance?
Greta: Yeah, he did, but I don't remember. Uh, Kevin, maybe?
Jennifer: Kevin. Could it have been Colin?
Greta: Where is he?
Jennifer: You don't see him anywhere?
Greta: No. But you cannot miss him. He oozes with charm, and that accent. He's just drop-dead gorgeous.
Bart: You're not... Thinking of taking matters in your own hands, are you, Rolf?
Rolf: Of course not, Bart. You know me. I would never go against Stefano's wishes. I am completely loyal to him.
Bart: Yeah, right. That's good. I'll, uh, check in with you later, Rolf.
Rolf: However... Alexandra has not yet earned my loyalty. And from what I have seen so far, it is doubtful if she ever will.
Lexie: Hope, what is it you think I've been lying about?
Hope: John told me that you know that he's J.T.'s father. God, Lex, you claimed to be my friend, but you never said a word, did you? We were just talking about who might be J.T.'s father, and you acted like you had no idea. So you tell me... Why should I trust or believe anything you say?