Days of Our Lives
Transcript Tuesday 4/2/02
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Niki
Brady: How about this weather, Chloe, huh? You know, I could take the top off my jeep pretty soon. And then we could go driving topless, although you would probably get more attention than me.
Chloe: Yeah, sounds nice.
Brady: What is this, I don't even get a smile?
Chloe: Excuse me?
Brady: My joke. You know, driving around topless? Forget it. What's on your mind? Talk to me.
Chloe: I just can't stop thinking about Shawn and Belle, and I know you're going to say that he deserved it, but --
Brady: You still can't believe that I punched him, can you?
Chloe: Well, he was a friend, or is a friend. I just -- I don't get this whole thing. I don't understand how Shawn could have hurt Belle that way. It's not like him.
Brady: Well, maybe you thought he was someone he wasn't. Belle obviously did.
Chloe: Yeah, I guess. Thanks again for the ice cream.
Brady: You're welcome. I'm sorry they ran out of mocha chip, so how's the rocky road?
Chloe: It's good.
Brady: Just good? Chloe, store-bought ice cream is good. This stuff is...
Chloe: Is amazing. It's terrific, out of this world, best ice cream I've ever tasted.
Brady: Thank you. Now that's more like it.
Chloe: Ha ha. Kind of reminds me of last summer.
Brady: Oh, yeah?
Chloe: Yeah. I used to come here a lot. You know, treat myself to some ice cream and... Hope that it made me forget about everything bad in my life for just a moment. Sometimes it did. But then I found something else, something better.
Brady: What was that?
Chloe: You.
Craig: Nancy, would you please try to keep the pacing to a minimum? You're going to scare the patients.
Nancy: I can't help it, Craig.
Craig: Yeah, well, maybe you'd like to go visit rehab and take a little run on the treadmill, hmm?
Nancy: Not funny.
Craig: Yeah, well, you know what? Hey, see that chair over there? That has your name on it, and if you go over there and you sit down and you read a magazine, I won't be very long, okay? And if you're good, maybe I'll take you to Tuscany on the way home.
Nancy: Not tonight. Sweetheart, we are staying home, and I am fixing a proper dinner for Chloe and you.
Craig: Nancy, would you please stop worrying about Chloe?
Nancy: Craig, did you see her color? Honey, even her voice sounded strange, like it didn't have its normal energy.
Craig: Nancy, look, she's got a bug of some kind, all right? She's been working hard, she's getting ready for graduation.
Nancy: Fine, Craig, but I think it's been a long time --
Brenda: Excuse me, Dr. Wesley, um...
Craig: Oh, damn.
Brenda: If there's anything I can do...
Craig: No, no. Thank you, Brenda. I can't believe this.
Nancy: What is it? What's wrong?
Craig: Mrs. Winston, along with some of the other board members, got wind of this ridiculous baby switching rumor. Great, just -- how can they believe such a thing? Here in my hospital? That's not going to happen. We've got the tightest security in the state, and...
Nancy: Oh, my God. Craig, I-I just remembered something. Sweetheart, this may not be a rumor after all.
[Door slams] [Footsteps]
Lexie: Abe. What are you doing home?
Abe: Well, it's nice to see you, too.
Lexie: I thought you were working late tonight.
Abe: I got somebody to cover for me. I just thought it was going to be hard to concentrate. Look, Lexie, I hated the way we left things earlier. I want to talk to you, and I also want to spend some time with my son.
Lexie: Your son. You mean the one you refuse to fight for?
Abe: Damn it, don't start this again, Lex. I'm going to go up, and I'm going to see Isaac.
Lexie: No. You can't.
[Doorbell rings]
Glen: Hey.
Bo: Come on in.
Glen: So where is he?
Bo: Hope is getting him dressed. They'll be down in a second. I, uh, packed up some of his stuff -- his medication, um, extra clothes, some toys.
Glen: Well, he definitely won't run out of things to play with, huh?
Barb: Yeah, we stopped at the toy store on the way over, picked up some building blocks and those little wooden puzzles. We know he likes those.
Glen: Hey, there he is. There's my boy. You ready to spend the night with your daddy, huh?
Hope: Bo.
Bo: It's time.
Craig: If you know something about this ridiculous baby switching rumor, I want you to tell me right now.
Nancy: Craig, I think Lexie carver knows something about this.
Craig: Lexie?
Nancy: Sweetheart, remember -- when was it? Last may, when you -- when you thought that I was having the heart attack and there was that explosion at the Tuscany...
Craig: Yeah.
Nancy: And Lexie and I were both here at the hospital?
Craig: Yeah, but she was unconscious for...
Nancy: Right, right. Well, when she was coming to, she was still sort of just out of it, and she kept mumbling, "they switched the babies, they switched the babies." Well, I asked her about it later, and she made up some lame story about the light switch. I almost bought it, but... Then her father threatened me, and I thought, "there's got to be something to this."
Craig: Stefano DiMera threatened you, and you're just now getting around to telling me about it?
Nancy: Oh, Craig, there was so much going on, it slipped my mind. Besides, he doesn't scare me.
Craig: Nancy, that's not the point. No one threatens you.
Nancy: Oh, sweetheart. But he's not around anymore, so who cares? It's Lexie we have to worry about.
Craig: If she did have anything to do with this ridiculous rumor about a baby switch, we're going to get to the bottom of it, and she's going to pay.
Nancy: Absolutely.
Abe: So why can't I see my son?
Lexie: Because I just put him down, and, you know, he hasn't been sleeping well these past few weeks.
Abe: What's he doing asleep at this hour? Didn't he take a nap?
Lexie: No, and I-I tried everything. I just couldn't get him down, and he's been cranky all afternoon. Look, I have an idea. Why don't I bring Isaac down to the station after he wakes up? He shouldn't be asleep for no more than an hour or so, so why don't you just go on back to work and we'll see you later, okay?
Abe: I'm not going anywhere. [Cellular phone rings]
Lexie: Excuse me. [Ring] [ring] [ring]
Lexie: Hello? This isn't a good time. Well, I still want to go on with the meeting as we discussed. I'm sorry, but since when is that my problem? Look, we'll do it when I am good and ready. Uh... Look, I have to go. We'll talk later, okay? Bye-bye.
Abe: So who was that? You know, don't even tell me. Wrong number, telemarketer...
Lexie: For your information, that was Linda, my tailor. She had some questions about a fitting that I'm scheduled for.
Abe: Well, you were pretty rude to her, don't you think?
Lexie: Oh, honey, you know what? I -- I have this awful headache. I just want to go upstairs and lie down for a little while, okay?
Abe: Well, good, I'll come with you.
Lexie: No, no, um... I'd rather be alone, okay?
Abe: Tough.
Lexie: What?
Abe: You're not getting rid of me, Lexie, so don't even try.
Bo: J.T.'s got to go now.
Hope: Hey, big guy. You have a good time, okay, sweetheart? Hmm? I'll miss you.
Glen: Oh. Hey there, little buddy. Whoa. You're just getting bigger and bigger every time I see you, huh?
J.T.: [Babbles]
Glen: Yeah. Ha ha ha.
Bo: You be good, little man.
J.T.: [Giggles]
Hope: Oh, wait a minute. Bo, did you -- did you pack his medicine?
Barb: It's right here. 2 teaspoons, right before bed.
Hope: Okay, and if he wakes up in the middle of the night, sometimes I-I read to him.
Barb: Got it.
Hope: Or the music box, okay? Sometimes that works, too. Oh, and if there's an emergency, I packed Dr. Maxwell's pager number in the bag.
Barb: Okay.
Carol: Don't worry, Mrs. Brady. J.T.'s in good hands, I promise you.
Hope: Oh, his Dooky bear. What am I thinking? He's definitely going to want that.
Barb: Thank you.
Hope: Bye, sweetheart -- J.T.
Bo: Bye, J.T.
Hope: We love you. We love you, baby.
Bo: What can I do for you?
Hope: Lie to me, because God knows that's the only thing that's going to help, Bo -- if you were to tell me that we weren't going to lose him. But you can't, can you? You can't tell me that.
Bo: Why don't you sit down? I'll make some supper and then pop in a movie.
Hope: Bo, wait a minute. It's still early, okay? You should really go back to the station.
Bo: I'm not leaving you here alone.
Hope: I am fine.
Bo: I'm going to call Abe. We'll find someone to cover for me.
Hope: Bo, wait a second. Wait, hold on. Don't you see? The only way we're going to get through this night is if we get back to normal, back to our routine. Look, I still have laundry to do, some picking up to do, all of my favorite things --
Bo: Uh-huh.
Hope: I have plenty of things to keep me busy, so, please, just go back to work, okay?
Bo: You sure?
Hope: I'm sure. Besides, the hardest part is going to be later -- tonight, when we go to bed knowing he's not in the next room. That's when I'm going to need you with me, okay?
Bo: I'll be there. I'll always be there for you.
Craig: Hi, Joanna, it's Dr. Wesley calling. Listen, uh, I want you to do me a favor. First thing, when you get in in the morning, I want you to call Lexie Carver to set up a meeting, please. Tell her it's important business regarding the hospital. Thank you.
Nancy: Well, what happened?
Craig: Well, if there's any truth to this baby switching rumor, we're going to get to the bottom of it, but mostly, I want to thank you for being on the case.
Nancy: Mm. Now do me a favor and get on Chloe's case.
Craig: Please don't go back to that right now.
Nancy: Craig, please. Just indulge me. Set up a complete physical for her.
Craig: Nancy, I don't want to do that.
Nancy: Craig, I know you think that I'm over-reacting. I need to wait for the antibiotics to take effect. But I am not a patient person.
Craig: Okay. Okay, I will make an appointment, okay?
Nancy: Thank you.
Craig: But that is all I'm going to do. I'm going to make the appointment. You're responsible for making sure that she shows up, okay?
Nancy: Ew. That's not going to be easy.
Brady: Wow. Better than ice cream. That's quite the compliment, Chloe.
Chloe: I'm being serious, Brady. Last summer was probably my best ever.
Brady: Really?
Chloe: Don't act so surprised. We both had fun. You can admit it.
Brady: Mm... Okay, okay. The summer wasn't a total bust.
Chloe: Yeah, when -- when all that horrible stuff happened with Philip and I decided not to go on the class trip, I-I just kind of thought that my summer would revolve around studying for the S.A.T.'s and reading "Anna Karenina" for the third time. But then we started hanging out, and it was -- it was really nice. I mean, even the little things like when we went bowling, or -- or walks in the park. It just -- it made a difference. It really helped me move on with my life.
Brady: Good. I'm glad.
Chloe: But then you were also a pain when you tried to coach me on my singing.
Brady: All right, that was constructive criticism. Someday you'll thank me.
Chloe: Yeah, probably. But I-I'm serious, Brady. You've been a really great friend to me.
Brady: Yeah, yeah. That's us... Friends.
Chloe: You know, it's really hard to believe that you and Philip are related. I mean, not that Philip's not a great guy and all, but he's just so high-strung, and you're -- you're just not. In fact, I think you are the easiest person in the world to be around. Well, for me, anyway.
Brady: [Chuckles] Hmm.
Chloe: What? Why are you looking at me like that?
Brady: Mmm. That rocky road isn't too bad.
Chloe: Oh. My God, is -- is it off?
Brady: Hang on, hang on. Just a little bit... There you go.
Chloe: Just like a kid, huh?
Brady: No, I wouldn't say that.
Chloe: Hey, Brady, would you swing me?
Brady: Okay, maybe I would say that.
Chloe: Come on. Come over here. Whoo! Higher, Brady, higher!
Brady: Chloe, if I get you any higher, you're going to do a 360 over the bar.
Chloe: Oh, pretty please? Ha ha ha.
Brady: All right, you asked for it.
Chloe: Whoo!
Brady: Chloe! Chloe. Chloe, can you hear me? Are you okay? Hey.
Chloe: Yeah. I-I think so. I just got a little bit dizzy, that's all. I'm fine.
Brady: Chloe, I'm so sorry. I never should have pushed you that high.
Chloe: No, it had nothing to do with you. I'm fine, okay?
Brady: All right, come on.
Chloe: Aah!
Brady: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Chloe, you are not fine. Is Craig still at the hospital? We got to get you checked out.
Chloe: Don't make a fuss about this. I'm fine.
Brady: Chloe! Oh, man. Come on. Let's go.
Craig: Well, Nancy, you can start doing your happy dance, because I have just completed making an appointment for Chloe.
Nancy: Well, thank you.
Craig: Mm-hmm.
Nancy: Now comes getting her to go. Like you said, that's going to be the challenge.
Craig: Look, I just got these couple charts to check on. Why don't you call Tuscany and see if Maggie can squeeze us in, okay?
Nancy: Craig, not tonight. I am going to fix you and Chloe a proper dinner at home.
Craig: Yes, I remember.
Woman: You know, if Alice Horton keeps bringing these cookies in...
Woman #2: [Laughs]
Woman: Oh, Jennifer and Abby stopped by the other day, said that they were entering her recipe in the "winning is sweet" recipe contest.
Woman #2: I saw that advertised in "Salem Style" magazine.
Woman: Mm-hmm, yeah.
Woman #2: Wouldn't it be something if she won?
Woman: Oh.
Woman #2: She's got my vote.
Nancy: Unbelievable.
Craig: Now what's the matter?
Nancy: You're not going to believe this, Craig. Do you remember that cookie contest I told you about?
Craig: Vaguely, yes.
Nancy: Well, Jennifer entered Alice Horton's cookies, like she even has a prayer. Come here.
Craig: Hey, I'm doing charts.
Nancy: Look at these. Oh, my -- they're dry. They hardly have any taste, Craig. I'm telling you, I have tasted better cookies in the cafeteria.
Craig: I guess this means you're going to change your mind about entering the contest.
Nancy: Well, you bet I am. I'm telling you right now, Alice Horton's days as the cookie queen are numbered.
Brenda: I told you, sir, no comment. Now what do you want me to do, chisel it in stone?
Man: How could it be possible in this day and age for a hospital to switch two babies?
Craig: Excuse me. What in hell's name is going on here?
Brenda: Dr. Wesley, thank God. This so-called reporter works for the "Intruder." Now, I asked him to leave --
Craig: I'll take care of it, Brenda, thank you. I don't appreciate you coming in here and harassing my staff, so why don't you just kindly leave the premises and there'll be no trouble?
Man: Can't I at least have a statement?
Craig: What about "get out" did you not understand?
Man: Fine.
Craig: Hmm?
Man: Fine, but I want to warn you, doctor, I've got a credible source. This story's going to come out.
Craig: Get out.
Lexie: No, I am not trying to get rid of you, Abe. This is your home, too. It's just -- oh, this damn headache. Oh. Look, I-I'll just, uh, take a couple of aspirin and a nap, and I'm sure -- I'm sure I'll be better. Honey, um, I-I apologize for taking my insecurities out on you earlier. Um, I know that's what caused our fight, and I swear that was never my intention.
Abe: You know, how are we going to be able to get through this if we can't communicate?
Lexie: I know. I know you want to talk, and I swear, we will, okay? Can it wait till I'm feeling better?
Abe: I guess it has to. Look, I'll be back in about an hour. I expect your headache to be gone by then.
Lexie: Yeah, yeah, I'm sure. Definitely, yeah. [Door opens] [Door closes]
Lexie: Hi, it's me. I'm ready now. You know where to meet me. I don't give a damn about your schedule. Just be there. [Car driving away]
Lexie: Mom!
Celeste: Alexandra, darling, I've returned.
Bo: You're sure you're going to be okay? I mean, if you need me...
Hope: I'll call you at the station. I'll be fine.
Hope: Drive safely, okay?
Bo: I will.
Hope: [Sobs] Oh, my baby. Oh, my baby. [Sobbing] Oh, J.T.
Craig: Thank you very much. If I catch one staff member talking to the "Intruder" or any other paper, for that matter, I will personally terminate them myself.
Nancy: I'll put a memo out immediately.
Brady: Dr. Wesley! Mrs. Wesley!
Nancy: Oh, my God!
Craig: Hey, can we get a gurney in here, please?! What happened? What happened?
Brady: I was just pushing her on the swing, Craig, and she just fell.
Craig: Okay, Chloe, Chloe, sweetheart, honey, it's Craig. Can you hear me? Chloe? Get her on the gurney.
Brady: Excuse me.
Craig: Nancy, come here. Nancy, sweetheart, it's all right. She's going to be fine, okay? I'll be with her, all right? Just wait out here. Let's get her inside. Come on.
Brenda: Why don't you sit down, Mrs. Wesley?
Nancy: You! What did you do to my daughter?
Celeste: Oh, darling, how I've missed you so.
Lexie: Yeah, I-I missed you, too, Mom.
Celeste: And that sweet little baby, my little Isaac. Tell me, is he talking yet, darling?
Lexie: Yeah, just a few words here and there. Uh, look, I thought you were staying through the summer. I-I didn't expect you back so soon.
Celeste: Well, yes, that was the original plan, but, well, Alexandra, I just keep getting these irritating vibrations, darling, that something's amiss with my little family here, that you need me. So I-I just hopped on my sherpa's yak and I headed back to civilization, huh? Darling, darling.
Lexie: What?
Celeste: What's wrong? What is it?
Lexie: Nothing.
Celeste: Alexandra, now, your hands, darling -- I can feel negative energy here. Please talk to me. What is it?
Lexie: Okay. Okay, okay, all right. There is something wrong, and -- and I will fill you in, I promise, okay? But, um, not here. I've been cooped up all day. I need to get out of the house, okay?
Celeste: Well, we're not going anywhere until I see my handsome little grandson.
Hope: I can't stay here. I can't stay in this house without you, J.T.
J.T.: [Giggles]
Glen: How about these? Pretty cool, huh, J.T.? Huh?
Barb: Wow, this is kind of nice, just the three of us. We look like a real family, you know?
Glen: Yeah, it does.
J.T.: [Laughs]
Barb: Aw. And pretty soon, it's going to be four of us. You hear that, J.T.? You're going to be a big brother. How does that grab you, huh? Huh?
Glen: Oh, I wish this night didn't have to end. I mean, this overnight thing is great, but, uh... I can't do it, Barb. I can't give him back.
Barb: Are you out of your mind? You're not planning on kidnapping J.T. again, are you?
Brady: Mrs. Wesley, for the last time, all I did was push your daughter on a swing.
Nancy: If anything, Brady, anything at all happens to my daughter, I am going to hold you personally responsible. Have you got that?
Chloe: I told you, Craig, I just got a little lightheaded. I'm fine.
Craig: Oh, well, I just wanted to make sure, that's all.
Craig: What happened here?
Chloe: What's the matter?
Craig: This is some bruise, sweetie.
Chloe: It just looks worse than it feels.
Craig: I'll tell you what. Um, why don't you humor me and let me run a couple tests, huh? Make me feel better. Hey, the good news is you don't have a concussion, so you don't have to spend the night here.
Chloe: Thank God.
Craig: Yeah, thank God. Anyway, I do want you to get some rest, okay? So relax, and I will be back very soon, okay?
Chloe: Okay.
Craig: Pretty girl.
Craig: Thank you. I want to do a full blood count -- platelet levels, red blood cells, the works, okay?
Nancy: Craig, why are you ordering blood tests? What's wrong with my baby?
Abe: Aw, damn it!
Bo: Guess I'm not the only one having a rough day.
Abe: I didn't expect to see you back here tonight.
Bo: Yeah, well, my wife wanted us to get back to our routine.
Abe: She kicked you out, huh?
Bo: Something like that.
Abe: Yeah, well, I know that feeling.
Bo: Hey, look, I -- I know things have been pretty rough between us, but... If you need an ear...
Abe: Uh, you know what? I appreciate that. I really don't want to get into it.
Bo: Okay, well, I do. Look, man, I know you don't want to talk to me, you've been avoiding me, and Lexie hasn't been returning Hope's calls. But... you're my friend. You got to know. Your wife is in way over her head. Do you know how deep she's into this thing?
Celeste: Come on, darling. Well, this is not exactly my first choice, but I suppose it'll do.
Lexie: Mom, it's a very kid-friendly place. Now, since you insisted on bringing Isaac...
Celeste: Yes, I did, because Grandma wants to spend as much time with you as I can. Yes, I do.
Lexie: Oh, my goodness. I-I left his diaper bag in the car.
Celeste: Well, darling, would you like me to go and get it for you?
Lexie: No, no, you stay here. I'll go. Why don't you find us a place to sit, okay?
Celeste: Alexandra, if I didn't know better, I would think you were avoiding me. I mean, you hardly said a word the whole drive over.
Lexie: Look, look, I-I'm sorry. Um, I'll tell you what. Let me get Isaac's diaper bag, and when I come back, I want to hear all about your trip, okay?
Hope: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What is happening to me?
Glen: Give me some credit, will you, Barb? I mean, do you honestly think I would kidnap J.T., huh? After we've come so far?
Barb: No. No, no, no. It's just I -- I know how much he means to you.
Glen: Which is why I would never do anything to jeopardize our case. Besides, I'm not worried anymore. I'm sure the judge is going to rule in our favor.
Barb: Yeah, well, I wish they'd hurry it up. This has dragged on long enough.
Glen: You know, maybe I'll give Miss Reese a call in the morning, put a fire under her. I mean, these supervised visitations are great, but this is my son. I want him with me all the time.
Barb: Of course you do, and that's where he belongs -- with his dad.
Abe: Bo, you're treading on dangerous ground here.
Bo: I'm not saying this to upset you, Abe. You're my friend. I love you. You know that, right? I've had this bad feeling about Lexie and this whole situation with J.T. and Isaac. Something's going on that she's not telling us. Do you know what she's up to? [Dog barking]
Lexie: Well, it's about time. Look, I'm in a hurry, so let's make this quick. I have everything you need right here -- all the information Bo and Hope Brady don't want anyone to know.
Hope: Come on, Hope, pull it together.
Hope: Oh, my God. Oh, my God -- my son.
Nancy: Craig, why are you ordering blood tests?
Craig: A blood test is standard procedure for a complete physical, all right? She's going to be okay, Nancy.
Nancy: Are you sure?
Craig: I'm positive. Now, why don't we just go and visit the little patient right now, okay?
Nancy: Chloe, honey?
Chloe: Nancy, I'm fine. Don't worry.
Brady: Knock, knock.
Chloe: Brady. Come in.
Craig: Um... Let's head on out. One visitor at a time. You know the rules.
Nancy: Since when?
Craig: Since right now. Let's go. Come on. Enjoy your visit, Brady.
Brady: Here. These are for you. I, uh, I picked them myself.
Chloe: They're beautiful. Thank you.
Brady: You know, you really had me worried there for a minute, Chloe.
Chloe: I fell off a swing. No big deal.
Brady: Yeah, maybe no big deal to you, but you didn't have to dodge bullets from Nancy.
Chloe: I'm sorry about that.
Brady: Nah, don't be. Are you sure that you're okay?
Chloe: Good as new.
Barb: You know, at first I kind of had doubts about this whole thing -- raising a kid that wasn't mine -- but after spending all this time with him, I can see how much you two belong together, and how much he needs you.
Glen: Us, Barb. He needs us.
Barb: You know what you said the other day, how in the end, it doesn't matter what kind of car you drive or how big your house is? Love and family -- that's what's important. And we are so lucky because we have both. We have it all.
Glen: Yeah.
Barb: I love you.
Lexie: So, what do you think?
Man: I think this is good stuff -- really good stuff.
Lexie: And there's plenty more where that came from. Bo and Hope won't know what hit them.
Abe: What the hell is my wife up to? Why don't you stop, Bo? You keep pressuring me, hammering me. You know, you treat Lexie like she's some kind of stranger. What the hell is your problem?
Bo: I'm sorry.
Abe: No, uh... I am.
Bo: No, no, you shouldn't be. Lexie's your wife. You love her. You're loyal to her, as you should be. I understand that. I should have respected that.
Abe: Yeah, well, I -- I should have respected that you're going through hell yourself.
Bo: Yeah. The Reibers came by today and picked up J.T. He's staying with them, um... sleeping over.
Abe: Tonight? I had no idea.
Bo: We knew it was coming.
Abe: Well, that doesn't make it any easier.
Bo: It's just a matter of time before the courts make their decision. Hope doesn't want to face it, but... we both know what's going to happen. We're going to lose him, Abe. They're going to take our little boy away from us.
Abe: I'm sorry. I am sorry for both you and Hope -- so sorry. You know... I know it's -- it's really selfish of me to -- to think about myself right now, but Lexie and me... I can see it in my future, too. Once the two of you hand over J.T., how long is it going to be before Hope comes after Isaac?
Celeste: Look at the bunny. Look at the bunny. That's good. That's the bunny.
Hope: Celeste, hi.
Celeste: Oh, my goodness. Hope, darling, how wonderful to see you. Oh, you look as beautiful as always.
Hope: Thank you. Thank you very much. So do you.
Celeste: Well, thank you.
Hope: When did you get back?
Celeste: Just a few hours ago. I haven't even unpacked yet.
Hope: Oh, Lexie must be absolutely thrilled. So did you, um, have a good trip?
Celeste: Oh, darling, you have no idea. Oh, I spent most of my time in the Himalayas, which is undoubtedly the most spectacular place on earth. You know what they say, the roof of the world? Oh, but then I explored the city -- the city of Lhasa, the Potala Palace, the Jokhang Temple. Oh, my goodness, I tell you, it was indeed the most enriching experience. Of course, that 15-hour plane ride was murder on my skin, but I don't care, 'cause I just had to get back to my little grandson. Ha ha ha. Because I missed him so much. Yes, I did. How's your little boy, Hope? Hope, darling. Are you all right?
Hope: Oh, Celeste, I'm sorry. I haven't gotten very much sleep lately.
Celeste: My goodness.
Hope: Would you do me a favor and -- and get me a cup of tea, please?
Celeste: Of course, of course.
Hope: I'll watch the baby for you.
Celeste: All right, darling. Now, you be a good boy, and I will be right back, okay? Okay?
Hope: Hey. I'll help you with that. Yeah, there you go. Want to get out? Yeah.