Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 5/17/02
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Niki
(Missed the first minute or so)
Jennifer: There's actually...a woman left in Salem who would want to go out with you, Jack Deveraux.
Jack: Not just any woman. Possibly the most glamorous femme fatale in town. And here she comes now.
Sami: Did I keep you waiting?
Jack: I'd expect to wait for a babe such as yourself, especially on our first date.
Celeste: Oh. Did my daughter have her supper?
Eliana: She refused to even open her bedroom door. I left the tray outside.
Celeste: If only she hadn't gone to that Brady Pub. It must have been devastating for her to see all of those people celebrating the return of Isaac to their family. I've got to find some way to keep her from going over the edge.
Lexie: Oh, yeah. Keep me from going over the edge.
Celeste: Oh.
Lexie: You make it sound so easy, Mom.
Celeste: Darling, how are you feeling? Are you going to eat something?
Lexie: I didn't come down to chat. I came down to give you a message. Do you get it, Mom? There's only one way to help me. You get my son back!
Celeste: Scream if you must. And throw your food. Abuse us all. But it won't change the truth. You did this to yourself, Alexandra. Not the Brady's, and not your husband, but you -- you, Alexandra, because of your actions. You are the reason you lost your son.
Man: Café au lait pour madame. And monsieur.
Hope: Merci.
Bo: Merci. Here's to never sleeping again.
Hope: It's not that late, is it, Brady?
Bo: I hope Isaac doesn't keep Doug and Julie up. They looked pretty bushed after our flight.
Hope: My Dad and Julie are great with kids.
Bo: Mm-hmm.
Hope: Besides, I'm sure my Dad will sing him a lullaby. I am so excited to be here again. I -- I just know this place is going to give us the answers we need about who Isaac's birth father is, Bo. I mean, there might be a sound or a smell or the sight of something that I've completely forgotten about.
Bo: Hope, Hope, would you slow down? We just got off the plane.
Hope: No, I can't. I'm excited. I can't, Bo. I can't help it. Not being able to remember has hurt so many people. It's going to be different this time. I know it. What are you doing?
Bo: I just realized what we have to do. Ahh. Come on, let's go. Up.
Hope: Ooh, big spender.
Bo: Yes.
Hope: What --
Bo: How do you know? It's monopoly money. Let's go.
Hope: [Laughing] What are you doing?
Bo: You stay right here. I'll be back.
Hope: You'll be back? Where are you going?
Bo: If I tell you, you'll think I'm crazy.
Hope: I married you. I know you're crazy.
Bo: And you still love me. That's what made me think of it.
Hope: You've completely lost me.
Bo: I'm going to take you back to another time -- fall of 1999... to be exact. I'll be right back.
Hope: What you got in the bag? Is it for me?
Bo: It's a surprise. Stand back. I got a lot of surprises for you tonight. Don't you touch it.
Hope: Oh, come on. Are you even going to tell me where you've been?
Bo: No, I'm not.
Hope: Oh, really? Well, mm-hmm. Okay. Well, I almost got picked up around a dozen times waiting out here so late at night for you.
Bo: Mm-hmm? You told them you were taken, though, right?
Hope: [Gasps] Maybe. Maybe not.
Bo: Madame, s'il vous plaît.
Hope: Brady, what are you doing? You're going to wake people up.
["Tonight I celebrate my love" playing] Tonight I celebrate my love for you
Bo: Mademoiselle, may I have this dance?
Hope: You may.
The natural thing to do tonight no one's gonna find us we'll leave the world behind us
Hope: Paris is one of the most romantic cities in the world.
Bo: Mm-hmm, especially when you're with the one you love. I celebrate my love for you and Hope...
Hope: I can't believe we're standing out here trying to channel Gina's memories.
Bo: It was you, Hope. I mean, Gina was in control, but it was you. It was your body.
Hope: Isaac's the proof of that, isn't he?
Bo: Mm-hmm.
Hope: What if I never remember?
Bo: I got a theory on that. You want to hear it?
Hope: I don't know, do I?
Bo: Yes. You're afraid to remember, and that would be understandable.
Hope: You're right. I am afraid... because it will hurt you. Knowing the man your wife betrayed you with? It will hurt you, Brady. Look at you. You're still willing to go ahead with it, though. How can you have so much courage?
Bo: Hey, come on. You're worth any risk.
Hope: Am I?
Bo: Mm-hmm.
Hope: So are you. I'll do anything you ask me to do -- within reason.
Bo: Nothing too dangerous. Unless you're afraid I'll step on your toes.
Hope: That's a given.
Bo: Mm-hmm.
Hope: Do you want to dance?
Bo: Yeah. Like we did then.
Hope: Wait a minute. Are you saying that I danced with you when I was Gina?
Bo: Yes. To this song -- our song. And you remembered us. I mean, Gina denied it later, but I could feel you there with me.
Hope: What if I remember being with Isaac's father? Bo, wait a minute, wait a minute. I mean, maybe we're opening a door here that should stay shut.
Bo: No, I don't think that's true. I trust you. Do you trust me?
Hope: You know I do.
Bo: So go ahead. Remember who you were with then. As long as you don't forget who you're with now.
Hope: Never.
There'll be no distance between us what I want most to do
Bo: Listen to the music, relax, let it get inside you...
Tonight
Bo: And remember.
I celebrate my love for you
Sami: Nice dress, Jennifer. Did your grandma pick it out for you?
Jennifer: What are you trying to do, Jack?
Jack: Do? Well, I think that would be obvious. My entire goal for the whole evening is to paint the town red. The intensity of that perfume is so distracting. Uh, shall we?
Sami: Yes, let's.
Jack: Let's.
Jack: Guess it's been a while since you had a date.
Sami: I was engaged. What's your excuse?
Jack: Now, now, dear. Let's pull in our claws.
Sami: Oh we're going to need a bottle of your best California Merlot, please.
Jack: Can we please get past this Merlot obsession? A bottle of your best Chardonnay, Garçon. Something drinkable, please.
Sami: Why are you so rude? No wonder Jennifer won't --
Sami: Ahem.
Jack: What's that all about?
Sami: Nothing.
Jack: Come off it. The smell of fear just trumped the smell of perfume. Tell me -- do you owe Victor money, or what?
Sami: Jack, just turn around and shut up!
Jack: Ow! Ha ha ha ha.
Lucas: Maggie, my Mom and I are starved. You sure there's not a table available?
Maggie: Oh, Lucas, I am sorry. We are totally booked tonight.
Victor: I don't care who's here tonight. You and I have business to conduct.
Philip: Life isn't all business, Dad.
Victor: That's where you're wrong, Philip. It's one transaction after another. All of them aren't as pleasant as this one, however. Open it, and then we'll celebrate.
Nicole: I always have so much trouble deciding.
Colin: You want it all. So do I.
Nicole: You're not even looking at your menu.
Colin: I don't have trouble deciding. I know exactly what I want tonight. And I don't mind in the least helping you make Victor Kiriakis jealous as hell.
Nicole: You're on to me, huh?
Colin: You love it.
Jennifer: You know, you have to stop staring. You're going to make it obvious to Sami that she's driving you crazy.
Brandon: It's not that I want to be with her.
Jennifer: No, I know. But it's like watching a train wreck. Believe me, I know exactly where you're coming from.
Brandon: But you look so calm and cool.
Jennifer: I've had a lot of years of practice ignoring Jack.
Brandon: Is there anyone you can't control your feelings for?
Jennifer: Uh, your sister's here.
Brandon: With a date under 50. That's new.
Man: May I tell you the specials?
Brandon: Thank you, please. Ahem. Jennifer.
Jennifer: Hmm? I'm sorry. I-I don't know what I was thinking.
Nicole: You know, "Business Weekly" is doing a piece on me. My Permalash coup is the talk of the cosmetic world.
Colin: It happened in Africa.
Nicole: Excuse me?
Colin: I know you're dying of curiosity about Jennifer Horton and me.
Nicole: Ah, so there is a story. When was this hot and heavy affair?
Colin: There was no affair. More the promise of one, which somehow feels more awkward than if we had been physically intimate. Have you ever had a relationship like that?
Nicole: You know, this date is getting way too serious.
Colin: I promise it won't happen again.
Brandon: You know, I can get us a different table.
Jennifer: No, I am fine. I told you, I am not going to let Jack ruin my social life any more.
Brandon: Jack's not the one distracting you tonight. It's Colin. And don't tell me you have a thing for Aussie accents. You're into this guy.
Jack: Pass on the salmon. It's always dry. And forget the asparagus. The chef has a heavy hand with the sauce ladle.
Man: May I take your order?
Sami: Yes, I will have the salmon with a side of asparagus, please.
Jack: And I'll have the veal chop.
Man: Excellent.
Jack: We don't need the bread basket.
Sami: Yes, we do. And please keep it filled. Thank you.
Jack: Are you always so controlling?
Sami: Are you always such a pompous windbag? No wonder Jennifer won't --
Jack: Never mind what Jennifer won't. Let's get back down to business. What does Victor have on you?
Sami: Let's just say that we have a history.
Jack: Is there anyone you don't have a history with?
Sami: Do you want my help getting Jennifer back, or not?
Jack: That was the idea.
Sami: Well, then stop insulting me. Now -- ahem -- what will you do to get Jennifer back?
Jack: There's nothing I won't do. The ball's in your court. If we win, we can drool over the partners of our choice -- in my case, Jennifer. In yours, Brandon. The question is, how far are you willing to take this?
Sami: Nobody does the limbo better than me.
Jack: How low can you go?
Sami: Try me.
Lexie: Get out! I won't have anyone in my house who's glad I lost my baby.
Celeste: Throwing things is not going to bring Isaac back, Alexandra, and, no, I am not glad that you lost your baby. But I am relieved that Isaac is not going to be brought up under Stefano's influence.
Lexie: Are you trying to kill me? My son is gone! I was arrested, put in a jail cell by my husband. And that makes you glad? You're happy to see me broken and devastated?
Celeste: Oh, Alexandra --
Lexie: Don't you understand? I don't have a life anymore. Not a life I want. My son was taken away from me, my husband hates the sight of me, and my Mom thinks I'm the devil's daughter. You want to see the devil? Take a good look!
Celeste: Darling, darling, darling, I'm sorry. Everything is going to be all right.
Lexie: No, what -- are you insane? How could anything ever be all right when I don't have my son anymore?
Celeste: Darling, I am sorry that this terrible thing has happened to you, but even the depths of your pain, it can't change the facts, Alexandra. Isaac was Hope's baby by birth, and he is now her baby in the eyes of the law, as well.
Lexie: No. No, Isaac is my child. I am his real mother. I'm the mother that he's loved since the day he was born, the mother who was willing to do anything to keep him.
Celeste: But do you want Isaac to grow up ashamed of you, Alexandra? Hmm? No, no, no, no. You listen to me now. Listen. Don't fight the judge's order. Make peace with it in your heart. Darling, you must do this for Isaac. It's the only way that you can ensure that you won't lose him completely.
[French music playing]
Bo: Remembering anything?
Hope: Sorry.
Bo: No, no, it's okay. Don't try to push it. Just relax, let your senses take over. Relax.
Hope: I like your cologne.
Bo: I'm not wearing any.
Hope: I know.
Bo: Your present.
Hope: [Gasps] That's right. What did you get me? What is it?
Bo: You're always so difficult to impress.
Hope: Well, I'm sorry.
Bo: Can you imagine my difficulty when I was a kid...
Hope: Uh-huh?
Bo: This wrong-side- of-the-tracks Irish kid whose parents owned a fish market trying to impress this spoiled rich girl whose father took her to Paris and gave her candy from this --
Hope: [Gasps] You got me chocolates, didn't you?
Bo: Not just any chocolates.
Hope: Yes! Oh, my -- you got me...Chez Noir. Oh, Brady. I can't believe you did this. How many did you get me?
Bo: Oh, probably not enough.
Hope: Oh! Oh, gosh, I can't -- mmm. Mmm. Pure heaven. How'd you ever remember?
Bo: You know, what was it? Almost three years ago, I took you -- actually, it was Gina -- there, 'cause I was trying to reach you, and it worked. You had this memory of when you were in Paris as a kid. It was your memory, Hope.
Hope: And you're hoping that'll happen again. That's why you got me these chocolates.
Bo: Mm-hmm.
Hope: And here I am, just munching away, and -- I'm sorry. I love the truffles, but nothing's coming to me.
Bo: That's okay. We'll try something else, like...dancing. Come on. Let's just forget everything except how much we love each other.
Bo: What? What is it?
Hope: I see him.
Bo: Who?
Hope: Isaac's birth father.
Victor: I hope you're pleased.
Philip: Good night, Dad.
Victor: I thought you'd be overjoyed.
Philip: No, you thought you found a way to keep me from Chloe.
Victor: Most young men would be thrilled to be recruited by Yale's Basketball Coach.
Philip: Why would I be thrilled? My ball playing didn't get me in. You made a call, right?
Victor: That's the way the world works, Philip. Get used to it.
Philip: I'm going to Columbia like I planned. I'm living in New York, and there's nothing you can do about it.
Kate: Mm, good for you, standing up for yourself. I'm behind you all the way.
Brandon: Don't be embarrassed.
Jennifer: Brandon, you are just -- you're so sweet. And you brought me out for this wonderful evening, and then my ex-husband shows up, makes a complete fool out of himself, and then Colin...
Brandon: I used to think Jack was my only competition. But after seeing your reaction to Colin -- well, it looks like the field's getting crowded.
Jennifer: Well, what about you and Sami? I mean, I think the two of you have some unfinished business to take care of.
Brandon: I've had enough of being jerked around by Samantha. I'm not going there again.
Jennifer: Yeah, well, by the way she dressed tonight -- or undressed, I should say -- Sami is still trying to get your attention.
Brandon: You're the one I want. It's about time I did something about that.
Sami: I will spare you the details. The point is, my life sucks right now, and I need Brandon. I need the way he feels about me.
Jack: Don't you mean that in the past tense?
Sami: They're dancing already. Do you even know how?
Jack: Just try to keep up with me.
Sami: Well, don't breathe on my neck. I hate that.
Jack: Watch the pointy shoes. My toes are very sensitive. [Soft Latin music playing]
Jack: Mm-hmm.
Jennifer: Wow, your, uh, sister has some good moves.
Brandon: Wait till you see mine.
Jennifer: [Laughs] You're giving me ideas.
Brandon: I'm taking you dancing more often.
Sami: Let's kick it up a notch.
Jack: You got it, baby.
Bo: Okay. Tell me what you saw.
Hope: It was my dream. I was in Paris on the pier, and there was all of this fog sprawling around me, Bo. And suddenly this man appeared, held out his hand, and asked me to dance.
Bo: Who was he?
Hope: I couldn't see his face, but I know that it was Isaac's father. Bo, I know it. I'm sure of it. The man in my dream is Isaac's father. Okay, I know, it doesn't answer all of our questions, but it's something, isn't it?
Bo: Yeah, yeah, it's a good start.
Hope: Yeah, I just wonder, why can't I see his face? It's almost like I'm afraid to find out.
Bo: Hmm. Maybe Gina doesn't want you to remember.
Hope: Gina? Bo, she's gone.
Bo: No -- everything that happened to her here is still with you. It's part of you.
Hope: Ooh, Gina. She did so much to hurt me. Thank you. Why can't she just help for once? Hey, Gina! You owe me, Gina!
Bo: Okay, that's it. You're cut off. No more wine, no more chocolate until we get back to Salem.
Hope: No, Brady, listen to me. I'm not losing it here. I just wish that somebody somewhere was listening that could help me.
[Bells tolling]
Hope: Do you hear those bells?
Bo: Yeah, that's Notre Dame. They ring every hour on the hour.
Hope: It's midnight.
Bo: Midnight? It's 4:00 in the morning, Hope.
Hope: It's midnight, and I was with you.
Bo: Hey, uh, are you talking as Gina now? Is that what the memory is?
Hope: There is something I so desperately wanted to do that night.
Hope: Gina wanted to kiss you like that, but she never told you, Brady.
Bo: Okay, wait a minute. Um, so, Gina wanted to kiss me? Is that what you're saying -- that you're having a memory of her and me?
Hope: I don't know how or why, but I remember hearing those bells and loving you. So at least for that one moment, it was -- it was me, with you on some level. I was with you a along, kept alive by your love, Brady -- the same love that's going to help us discover the truth. I know it now. I'm sure of it.
Bo: Yeah. Me too. ...It's what makes your baby happy.
Victor: You can't come waltzing in here at the last minute and make things go your way. I put a great deal of thought into Philip's future.
Philip: Hey, hey, hey, don't use me in your war against each other, okay? Now, you're never going to get back together. I've accepted that. You're adults. You can live your lives the way you want, but I'm an adult, too, and I've decided to be with Chloe. Now, I'm sorry if you don't like that, but that's the way it is. Excuse me.
Kate: Well, I guess he told us, huh?
Jack: [Whispers]
Sami: What the hell? It sounded like you just said "Schenectady."
Jack: I studied acting in college. That's what you say when you're in crowd scenes and you're trying to make it look like you're having a real conversation.
Sami: That's so stupid. Why don't we just talk to each other?
Jack: What would the likes of me possibly have to discuss with the likes of you?
Sami: All right, don't talk. Just act turned on.
Jack: Oh! Ha ha ha ha.
Jennifer: I'm going to go freshen up. Excuse me.
Sami: Well, we got to Jennifer. That's one down. I'm not so sure.
[Pager beeping]
Colin: Whoop. If you'll excuse me, my cell phone doesn't work in here.
Nicole: Sure.
Sami: Follow Jennifer. See what she does.
Sami: You're such a -- fine, I will follow Jennifer, but you keep an eye on Brandon.
Jack: Got him covered. Now go on. Go. Go. Well, girl, you were really stopping traffic out there tonight. You and the formerly mustachioed one are one hell of a sexy couple.
Nicole: Stop all the double talk, Jack. And what do you really want?
Sami: I don't need your permission to go out dancing.
Victor: Oh, really? If you dance, it's because I don't stop you. If you breathe --
Sami: All right, I get the picture. Now, I'm in the middle of something. If you don't mind --
Victor: I do mind. You're not showing me the proper respect, Sami, especially considering that I own you now.
Lexie: Okay, I'm ready for the fight of my life. Just tell me what I have to do, as long as we get to take Bo and Hope Brady down.
Celeste: Oh, mon dieu!
Lexie: Mom, please! What's our next move?
Cameron: There is no next move.
Celeste: I've been trying to tell her that.
Lexie: Mom, I've told you before, get out! I won't have traitors living in my house.
Celeste: If I thought you were in control of yourself, I would go. But you're making one bad choice after the other. No, Alexandra. Nothing will make me leave you now. However, I will leave the room because I can't bear to watch you go down this wrong path.
Cameron: Look, I'm sorry I didn't bring better news about the baby, but you've got another problem. If you want to stay out of jail, we have got to plan your defense.
Lexie: Mm-hmm.
Rolf: That won't be necessary. Alexandra is going to change her plea.
Lexie: I'm going to what?
Hope: We are headed for a breakthrough, Brady. I can feel it.
Bo: We're headed for a meltdown in a couple hours when Isaac wakes up.
Hope: He's such a little sweetie-pie, isn't he?
Bo: Yeah.
Hope: Actually, I feel -- I mean, I just -- I feel that I should be holding him right now. I almost feel guilty spending any time away from him at all. I have almost two years to make up for it. Do you realize that?
Bo: Will you cut it out? You're pressuring yourself too much. He's going to grow up knowing you love him. That's what matters.
Hope: I have just missed out on so much. Like all the little moments that I cherished with J.T., like his first step, the first time he smiled at me. And don't you dare say that it was gas, okay?
Bo: We are getting a late start. But we'll have a whole scrapbook full of memories like that with Isaac, too.
Hope: Thank you for accepting him the way you have. I wish Shawn has.
Bo: Yeah, he just needs some time, that's all. And don't go patting me on the back too much, not after the way I rejected J.T. when he was first born.
Hope: Now, wait a minute. You didn't reject him --
Bo: Don't make excuses for me. Don't. I wasn't there for my wife and child the way I should have been. It was all about me and my stupid pride. I will never forgive myself for not being there for him and you during that time.
Hope: You more than made up for it. You're a wonderful dad to J.T.
Bo: Yeah. Who could resist such a cute little guy, huh?
Hope: Yeah.
Bo: I promise you something. I will never run out on you and Isaac. Never. It doesn't matter who his birth father turns out to be. I'll be his pop till the day I die.
Hope: I love you, Brady. I love you.
Sami: So, what, every time you see me, you're going to gloat now?
Victor: One of those times I'm going to demand a favor of you, and you're going to do it, no questions asked. Got it?
Sami: Yes.
Victor: There's also the matter of the tape and those damn photographs. I want them by the close of business tomorrow. Are we clear?
Sami: Yes. Damn it. I need someone protecting me. I need you, Austin. How could you leave me alone like this?
Lucas: What kind of mother goes dancing with her boobs hanging out and then leaves her kid -- my kid -- with a sitter?
Kate: You know something? That gives me a delicious idea. We're not getting a table here anyway. Why don't we go to Sami's apartment, we'll pay the sitter, send them home, and then we'll order Chinese and play games with Will. That will be a lot more fun than this. Besides, the look on Sami's face when she gets back and finds us making ourselves comfortable in her apartment will be priceless.
Lucas: Yeah, well... But we have to make it Indian food, okay?
Kate: Okay. Whatever.
Lucas: No, no, no, seriously. It has to be Indian food. Sami can't stand the smell of curry. She's, like, allergic to it or something.
Kate: We'll order everything extra spicy.
Lucas: Yes!
Victor: Now, son, it's time for our other engagement.
Philip: No way. You are not getting me to go there. No.
Sami: [Sobbing]
Jack: Why does everyone always assume I'm up to something?
Nicole: When are you not?
Jack: I merely came over here to congratulate you for being out with someone who doesn't qualify for social security.
Nicole: Ha ha. Why can't you wait for me to leave with Colin, huh? Could it be you want to get him away from Jennifer?
Jack: Jennifer?
Nicole: I have bad news for you, Jack. I just danced with the guy, and my pulse is still racing. Feel. Go on. If Colin Murphy wants your ex-wife, he'll get her. No problem.
Jennifer: They didn't teach you how to read in medical school? That door says "ladies" on it.
Colin: I decided to take a risk, the way you did when you followed me to Ireland.
Jennifer: I am not discussing this with you right now.
Colin: It was very brave... and romantic. Had things had been different, I would've... well, we can't go back, can we? Please know that sending you away was the last thing I wanted to do. You weren't wrong about the feelings between us. I was very close to being head-over-heels in love with you.
Lexie: I am not pleading guilty, and I won't have that excuse for a lawyer misrepresenting me.
Rolf: Society takes a rather dim view of stealing other people's babies, Alexandra. Cameron, however, will plead a mother's love for the child she's raised since birth. In that light, the falsified European passports, the attempts to flee, will seem like very small potatoes to the court. You will remain free to live your life.
Lexie: I can't live without my baby.
Rolf: Then... perhaps you will live with him.
Lexie: What did you say?
Rolf: Perhaps there is a way.
Lexie: Don't do this to me, Rolf. Don't make me believe that there's hope.
Rolf: I can't tell you how just now, but if you do as I tell you, you will have your son back.
Lexie: Did my Father tell you to say that?
Rolf: That is all I am at liberty to reveal.
[Knuckles popping]
Bo: Come on, let's head back to the hotel, get a couple hours' sleep. You're going to need it.
Hope: Brady, I am running on pure adrenaline. I am flying. I'm fine.
Bo: Oh, last time I get you chocolates.
Hope: No, seriously, I mean -- I feel that the answer is right there, like I could just reach out and touch it. I think if I push myself, I could finally remember.
Bo: Hope, you shouldn't push anything. You have a better chance at recovering these memories...
Hope: I don't -- I don't know if I can calm down enough to sleep, Brady.
Bo: Yeah, well, leave that to me. [Accordion playing]
Hope: Did you arrange this? Because I could've sworn you were trying to get me into bed.
Bo: Well, a little romance usually does the trick.
Hope: You're awfully sure of yourself.
Bo: Damn straight.
Hope: Mm. Hey, look at him. Look.
Hope: I know him.
Bo: What? Who is it?
Hope: It's you, Brady. It was you!