Days of Our Lives Transcript Tuesday 5/28/02

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Brandon: What?

Jack: I was wondering if you could help me. I'm looking for a certain flaxen-haired beauty with a sharp tongue and a sharper mind. Seen anyone fitting that description?

Brandon: Sorry, Jack, you're out of luck.

Jennifer: Ooh, gosh, I am so -- sorry.

Colin: Looking for someone?

Jennifer: Yes, I am. But it isn't you.

Colin: Are you sure about that?

Belle: What do you mean? You need to know the truth about what?

Shawn-D: I need you to tell me everything you remember about the day Jan had her miscarriage.

Chloe: Mimi.

Mimi: Chloe! You're here. Good, one less thing I have to do.

Chloe: I'm fine, thanks. How are you?

Mimi: You're perky. What gives?

Chloe: I'm in a good mood. Is that okay?

Mimi: It's fine. Weird, but fine. But perfect for our latest mission.

Chloe: What mission?

Mimi: Operation -- get Shawn and Belle together at the Last Blast Dance.

Chloe: Oh, yeah, that'll be a real snap.

Mimi: Hmm, you're perky, but not very positive. FYI -- Shawn and Belle will be together at the Last Blast, because we are going to get them together. I'm going to make sure Belle shows up, and you're going to get Shawn there.

Chloe: And how exactly am I going to do that?

Mimi: You're going to ask him to be your date.

Philip: I'm only doing this because you asked me to, Chloe.

Cynthia: Philip. You're still here. I thought you had to bail.

Philip: No, no, I decided to stay around.

Cynthia: Why, so you could stand here and stare at Chloe?

Philip: What? Come on.

Cynthia: You just can't let her go, can you?

Bo: You're dancing like daddy, huh? Come here, you! Come on! I'm going to get you!! Go! Yeah! That's my boy! [Knock on door]

Bo: Whoa! Yeah, it's Roman. Uncle Roman. Hey!

Roman: Welcome home, bro!

Bo: Thanks.

Roman: Isaac! Hey, buddy, how are you doing?

Bo: Well, we're calling him Zach now.

Roman: Zach Brady. Mm-hmm. I like it. It's got a nice ring to it.

Bo: Yes, it does.

Roman: Welcome to the family, Zach. So you and Hope didn't stay in Paris very long. Is that -- is that good or bad?

Bo: Well, we got what we needed.

Roman: Are you saying that you found out who Zach's biological father is?

Isaac: [Babbles]

Rolf: I know you never wanted me to mention this again, Alexandra, but you must listen. Our only solution now is to use this potion on Isaac. And remember, he would only appear to be dead. We pay off the coroner, the undertaker, and you get your child back. You'll leave Salem secretly with your precious Isaac and live under the protection of your father. Bo and Hope will be none the wiser -- lost in grief as they bury a casket filled with stones.

Lexie: No! No... [Moaning]

Celeste: Alexandra. Darling, darling, are you all right? Alexandra, darling.

Lexie: No! No! Don't let him kill my baby.

Belle: Shawn, I already told you everything. Why would you want to hear the horrible details all over again?

Shawn-D: I can't explain it yet, but I just need to hear everything that happened with Jan the day that you went over to my house. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important, okay? Please.

Philip: What? You think I'm still hung up on Chloe? That's just crazy.

Cynthia: Every time she's in your sight line, you stare at her like a lovesick puppy. It's all you can do to keep yourself from drooling.

Philip: Cynthia, if I stare when I look at Chloe, it's because I can't even believe I ever went out with her in the first place. She is so wrong for me. I wish there was some way we could get Belle and Shawn back together.

Chloe: Actually, Philip, there is something you can do.

Philip: Really? What?

Chloe: Start dating Cynthia.

Philip: You're exactly what I need, Cynthia. I just wish I figured that out before.

Cynthia: Yeah, me too.

Philip: So, you want to go somewhere and talk?

Cynthia: Sounds interesting. But it might sound more interesting later. I have some shopping to do. Wait for me?

Philip: Uh, yeah, sure.

Chloe: You want me to ask Shawn to the Last Blast?

Mimi: I know, I'm a genius, right?

Chloe: Okay, Einstein, care to tell me how Shawn being my date is going to magically connect him with Belle?

Mimi: That's just it. The dance is kind of magical. Or it can be, right? We know Belle and Shawn want to be together. If we can just get them there and let nature take its course, then abracadabra -- hopefully. So you'll do it? You'll ask him, right?

Chloe: I don't know.

Mimi: What's to know? Shawn is a good friend. You don't have a date -- unless you were thinking about going with Philip.

Philip: Going where?

Bo: We're still not sure about this little guy's paternity, but we did get a solid lead in Paris. We just got to follow up on it here.

Roman: Here? Does that mean that Zach's father could be in Salem?

Bo: We don't want to say anything to anybody till we have all the facts.

Roman: All right, I got that. Just know that if you need any help -- and I mean anywhere, anytime, anyplace -- I'm there for you.

Bo: Appreciate it. Means a lot to me.

Roman: Just means we're family, that's all.

Lexie: [Sobbing] Isaac! Isaac, my baby! My baby!

Celeste: Shh, shh, shh, shh. Darling, darling, it's all right. You were having a bad dream, that's all.

Lexie: No! No, I want to see my baby! Ma, bring me my baby.

Rolf: Alexandra, please, you must calm yourself!

Celeste: I'm so worried about her.

Rolf: It's all right.

Lexie: My baby! I want my baby!

Rolf: It's all right. I am a doctor. I know what must be done. I'm going to sedate her.

Celeste: Oh, no, no, you are not. Now, I warned you, Rolf. And I'm not going to say this again. You stay away from my daughter, do you hear me? Stay away.

Jennifer: I am looking for Brandon. He left his pager at the pub, and I think he might need it.

Colin: You've been cold to me ever since I came to Salem. That I'm used to. But this anger...

Jennifer: I am not angry, Colin. I am just not interested, and obviously you find that impossible to believe.

Colin: Yes. Actually, I do.

Brandon: I don't keep tabs on Jennifer, Jack. So as far as I know, she went back to the office after we had lunch. Maybe you should check there. You do work together, don't you?

Jack: Oh, indeed we do. Very closely. But I'm not looking for Jennifer. The blonde I'm after is your former objet d'amour, Sami Brady. You do work together, don't you?

Brandon: Yeah, Jack, Samantha works here. But she's on a break, so I guess you've wasted a trip.

Jack: Actually, I have another reason for being here.

Jennifer: Really? Can't wait to hear what that is.

Roman: So, uh, where's Hope?

Bo: Ah, she's over at the pub planning the christening with Ma and Julie.

Roman: I'm looking forward to that. I haven't seen Kimberly in ages.

Bo: Yeah, it will be great to see sis again. Ma said Melissa�s coming by, too.

Roman: Good. It has been way too long since we've had a Brady family reunion.

Bo: You got that right. Getting back to the christening, there's -- I need to talk to you about something.

Roman: Okay, shoot.

Bo: You're my brother, Hope and I love you, so obviously you were our first choice to be his Godfather.

Roman: But...

Bo: We were talking about it, and you're Zach's uncle, so you'll ways be part of his life. So there's somebody else I want to ask, someone I want to make sure is always part of his life.

Rolf: Celeste, I assure you, I only want what's best for Alexandra. She hasn't slept, and a sedative will make her --

Celeste: I said no. Now leave immediately. I need to take care of my daughter. Darling, I'm going to get you some water.

Lexie: I want my baby! I have to get him back! I have to.

Rolf: You can have Isaac back, Alexandra, if you go along with my plan.

Lexie: No! No, I won't hurt my baby, not even for a second.

Celeste: I told you to get out!

Celeste: Here, darling. Drink this. It will make you feel better. Come on now.

Lexie: Oh, my God. No! No! No, no!

Mimi: Going nowhere, as in things seem to be going nowhere with Cynthia. Why haven't you gotten the dirt that we need yet?

Philip: Gee, Meems, what do you want me to do, walk up to her and say, "hey, Cynthia, let me buy you an ice cream, then you can tell me all about how Jan lied about Belle being responsible for that miscarriage"?

Mimi: That girl is rotten to the core, and she's got to be stopped, but the only way that we can do that is if we find out the truth, which means you've got to get Cynthia to open up, and that ain't gonna happen at the movies.

Chloe: You took Cynthia to the movies?

Philip: You asked me to take her out.

Mimi: Yeah, and brainiac here took her to the one place you can't talk. Way to go, Phil. No wonder you got zip.

Philip: What am I supposed to do? She has to believe that I really want to be with her... which I so don't want to be, but that's the only way she�s going to open up.

Chloe: Philip's right. But so is Mimi. Look, Philip, you have to take Cynthia someplace where she'll feel so comfortable with you that she'll tell you anything. And I know the perfect place.

Philip: Where?

Chloe: The Last Blast Dance.

Cynthia: Hey, girl.

Jan: Hey.

Cynthia: Ready for a major news flash?

Jan: I'm all ears.

Cynthia: Philip took me to the movies.

Jan: Excellent.

Cynthia: There's more. He said that that he wanted to go somewhere so that we could talk.

Jan: Really? So why aren't you with him right now?

Cynthia: Because the more I hold back, the more he'll want it.

Jan: Smooth. And so am I. I took your advice with Shawn, and I put it into high gear.

Cynthia: And?

Jan: And, well, let's just say Shawn will never see Belle the same way again.

Belle: And she was just standing there after she got up. I kept asking if she was okay, but she was screaming for me to get out. I didn't want to upset her any more, so I left.

Jan: She said that she hated me and my baby, and she wished we were both dead.

Shawn-D: That -- that's it? That's all that happened?

Belle: What, you think I'm lying?

Shawn-D: No, no. It's just I need to make sure.

Belle: What is the point, Shawn? No matter what I say to you, you're still going to think that I did something awful and unforgivable. So please stop wasting my time.

Shawn-D: Belle, look, I don't want to --

Belle: You know, you trust Jan Spears more than you trust me! A girl who is hated by everyone that knows her but you. Shawn, this is the same girl that got Mimi into horrible trouble and humiliated Chloe in front of the whole school! And you believe Jan over me? No, you know, that makes me wonder about you.

Shawn-D: I-I don't blame you for saying that.

Belle: I don't care if you blame me or not for anything. Do you see what this has done to me? Shawn, look at how much you have hurt me.

Jack: Jennifer, what a surprise to see you here. Although these days, wherever Mr. Muscle is, it seems you're sure to follow.

Jennifer: You are supposed to be interviewing store owners in Salem Place right now.

Jack: I already did. And now I'm working on a story right here at the hospital.

Jennifer: Although I'm sure I don't want to know, what story?

Jack: I'm investigating possible hospital culpability in the tragic baby switch that occurred here two years ago.

Jennifer: That is not your assignment, Jack.

Jack: What are you so afraid that I'm going to find out, that your old campfire confidant Colin Murphy is somehow involved?

Jennifer: He wasn't even in Salem then.

Jack: That doesn't mean he doesn't know what happened. This whole hospital could be involved in the cover-up, including your beefcake boyfriend here.

Jennifer: Will you stop it?

Jack: Excuse me, do you have a statement that you'd like to make for the record, Mr. Walker?

Brandon: The staff has been instructed not to speak to reporters. All inquiries should go to the hospital P.R. office.

Jack: Spoken like a true corporate toadie.

Jennifer: That is enough.

Jack: No, no, it's just the beginning. Don't you see? No one's talking. All inquiries sent to P.R. for appropriate spin -- code of obfuscation and double-talk. This has all the trappings of a classic cover-up. But not to worry. I'll get to the bottom of it. The truth is out there. Jack Deveraux always gets his story.

Jennifer: I cannot wait for our getaway weekend.

Brandon: Green Mountain Lodge, here we come.

Jennifer: Shh. We don't want anyone to know where we're going.

Brandon: Ah, don't worry. Nobody's going to be there but you and me.

Colin: So, how long is the drive from Salem to the lodge? Yes, I already have a reservation, thank you. Great. Can't wait to get there.

Celeste: Oh, darling, please sit down. You must relax.

Lexie: No. I can�t. I can't let him kill my baby. It's not -- it's not right.

Celeste: Oh, darling, please, please, come on.

Lexie: I have to save him. I have to -- I have to get him -- I have to get him back! I have to -- I have to get him now, 'cause he's only safe with me! With me! With me! With me! With me!

Celeste: Oh, my God! Alexandra! Darling! Darling!

Jan: Shawn won't be pining for Belle again anytime in the near future, which is why the next part of my plan is foolproof.

Cynthia: Well, lay it on me.

Jan: Okay. You know how I can't go to the Last Blast because of what happened last year with Chloe the ghoul?

Cynthia: Yeah.

Jan: So, on the night of the dance, I'm going to get Shawn to take me someplace very private and very romantic with music and maybe dancing. Just the two of us. I am going to be totally charming the whole evening, and we're going to wind up making love.

Cynthia: Sounds good. And if everything goes as I have planned, Philip and I will go to the dance together, and our evening will end the very same way.

Philip: No, no, I'm not taking Cynthia to the Last Blast.

Chloe: Philip.

Mimi: You have to. It's the only way our plan can work.

Philip: But this is senior prom, okay? I want to take somebody that I care about, not someone I can't stand. I wanted to take you, Chloe. What? What, does that mean you already have a date?

Chloe: Just ask Cynthia to the dance. I promise you I'll see you there.

Philip: So you do have a date.

Chloe: What's important is helping Belle and Shawn, and you promised you'd do that. So if you're gonna keep your promise, you have to do this. You have to ask Cynthia to the dance. Please?

Philip: All right, I'll do it.

Mimi: Way to take one for the team, Phil. Okay, I got to get out of here, 'cause there's something I have to do. But keep your cell phone on, okay?

Chloe: There she is. Go ask her now.

Philip: I'll do it on one condition. You have to promise you'll save the last dance for me.

Chloe: Yes, I promise you. Now go.

Shawn-D: I know I haven't treated you right. That is an understatement, but if you could j--

Belle: I have told you everything about that day, but you ignored me. Shawn, when I left your house, Jan was perfectly okay. And if you don't believe me now, then... you know what? I don't care! I don't care anymore!

Brenda: I'll need your signature on this -- this release form, doctor.

Colin: Of course.

Brenda: So, uh, who's the lucky lady?

Colin: What?

Brenda: The one you're going away with for the weekend.

Colin: You overheard my conversation before.

Brenda: Not to worry, doctor. Your secret is safe with me.

Brandon: As long as neither of us breathes a word, I think it's safe to say that we will be having a very private weekend at Green Mountain Lodge -- private and problem-free. Unlike anything to do with your ex.

Jennifer: What is he up to?

Brandon: I don't know, but he came in here looking for Samantha.

Lexie: Mom, I keep telling you, I don't need to be here.

Celeste: We will let the doctor decide that. Doctor, please, please.

Colin: Let's get a look at you, all right?

Lexie: This really isn't necessary.

Colin: So, why don't you tell me what happened?

Lexie: Nothing!

Celeste: She fainted. She had a bad dream. She's been very overwrought.

Brandon: Hey, Lexie, can we talk in private?

Colin: I believe I'm the doctor here. I'll decide what kind of treatment or counseling Dr. Carver needs.

Lexie: Look, all I need is my baby.

Colin: Let's get her inside.

Lexie: This is ridiculous. This is so -- this is stupid!

Celeste: Darling, please.

Lexie: Oh, fine. Fine, fine, fine.

Jack: I just figured out a way to break this story wide open.

Jennifer: What are you going to do?

Jack: You watch, learn, and prepare to be impressed.

Roman: Bo, listen, I completely understand. As a matter of fact, I think -- I think he's perfect. A perfect choice to be Zach's Godfather. I mean, after all, the man is as close to being a Brady as you can get.

Bo: Yeah. Glad you approve.

Roman: 100%. Now, as far as the christening is concerned, there is one thing I'm worried about. [Knock on door]

Bo: Hold those, would you?

Roman: Sure.

Mimi: Hi, Mr. Brady.

Bo: Mimi. Uh, Shawn's not here.

Mimi: Actually, I came to talk to you. Can I come in?

Bo: Yeah, sure.

Mimi: Hi, Captain Brady.

Roman: Hi.

Mimi: Oh, I'm sorry. Am I interrupting?

Roman: Absolutely no problem. As a matter of fact, I will use it as a chance to go raid the kitchen with my nephew. Let's go, big guy.

Mimi: Uh, Jan's not here, either, is she?

Bo: No, why?

Mimi: Okay. Well, I wanted to ask you about when you found Jan, took her to the hospital when she lost her baby.

Chloe: Hi, guys. Am I interrupting something?

Belle: No, we were finished. Right, Shawn?

Shawn-D: Yeah, we're done. Thank you. See you later.

Chloe: What was that all about?

Belle: I don't know, but I'm really glad you came up when you did. I swear, sometimes I don't know how I'm supposed to act around him. There's so much weird stuff between us now. Anyway, I don't want to talk about this. Let's change the subject to something happy and upbeat.

Chloe: Well, since you asked.

Belle: What?

Chloe: I'm getting another chance to audition for the master class at Julliard.

Belle: You are?

Chloe: Yeah, when my throat gets better.

Belle: Oh, my God, Chloe! How did that happen?

Chloe: Oh, Nancy and Craig finagled it with the teacher.

Belle: See, I told you. Things always have a way of working out for the best.

Chloe: You might be right about that.

Philip: There you are.

Cynthia: Oh, perfect timing. I needed a man's opinion. Does this sweater look too tight?

Philip: No, no, you look great in that. But you look good in everything... and in nothing.

Jan: Shawn. Hey. Am I ever glad you're here.

Jennifer: It's really so sad.

Brandon: Yeah.

Jennifer: I mean, I was so caught up with Hope, you know, getting the baby back that I didn't even think about how devastating this would be for Lexie.

Lexie: I hate to burst your bubble, Brandon, but I don't want your opinion, and I certainly don't need your approval.

Brandon: Lexie, I've known about this baby switch almost as long as you have.

Lexie: Keep your voice down.

Brandon: I warned you that there was no way that you would get away with keeping this a secret, that you couldn't keep the truth from coming out. Then I come back to Salem from Las Vegas, and I see it in screaming headlines in the newspaper. Yeah, well, this baby switch has been a nightmare from the beginning for everyone.

Celeste: Please, doctor, can you tell what's wrong with my daughter?

Colin: Well, for starters, she's exhausted, dehydrated.

Lexie: Excuse me. I'm right here. You can speak to me. I am a doctor, too, you know?

Colin: Then you should know you need medical attention. I'd like to admit her for some tests.

Lexie: No! I want to go home.

Celeste: Wait, wait. Darling, wait. Doctor, can't you prescribe something for her?

Lexie: Forget it, okay? No drugs, no tests, nothing. I'm going home.

Celeste: Oh, Alexandra.

Jack: Lexie, are you all right?

Lexie: I'm fine!

Jack: I just --

Lexie: What?

Jack: I just -- I can't imagine how difficult this situation has been for you. I mean, to have to turn your baby over to the Brady's -- I'm just so sorry for what you're going through.

Lexie: The pain -- nobody knows. Nobody understands.

Jack: To lose your baby because of some stupid bureaucratic mistake -- it's a tragedy. I mean, if you had known about the baby switch when it first happened, then maybe this whole nightmare could have been avoided, but -- I mean, it's a moot point. I guess you couldn't have known that the babies had been switched, could you?

Lexie: Of course I knew.

Mimi: I know you're probably thinking, what business is it of mine, but, you know, Shawn and Belle are my best friends, and this whole thing with Jan has just really come between them, so I just wanted to understand it better, and I thought, who better to clarify things than you?

Bo: Okay. What do you want to know?

Mimi: Everything. Guess that's kind of broad, huh? Okay, um, Mr. Brady, you're a police detective. What kinds of questions would you ask if you were investigating something like this?

Bo: That's what you're doing, investigating Jan's miscarriage?

Mimi: Well, no, no, but, you know, to be honest, Mr. Brady, there's been some question about how a young person like Jan could just fall, you know? I mean, I guess when you're pregnant, you might lose your balance a little more easily. But, anyway, if you don't mind, like, would a good question be, what was Jan wearing when you found her?

Bo: Yeah.

Mimi: Okay, so, do you remember?

Bo: Yeah. Shirt and pants.

Mimi: Shirt and pants. Uh-huh. Any particular color?

Bo: Red shirt, black pants.

Mimi: Red, black. Interesting. Anything else?

Bo: Her hair was wet.

Mimi: Wet hair. Great. Okay, thanks. Thank you.

Bo: So that's it?

Mimi: Uh, yeah, hopefully that's enough. Okay, red shirt, black pants, wet hair. Red shirt, black pants, and wet hair.

[Cellular phone rings] [Ring]

Chloe: Sorry. Hello?

Mimi: It's me. I have vital information that could save Shawn and Belle, but I need your help.

Chloe: Hi, Nancy.

Mimi: Is Belle there with you?

Chloe: Yes, I'm fine.

Mimi: That's perfect. Okay, listen carefully. You have to get Belle to tell you what Jan was wearing the day she lost her baby and what her hair looked like. Got it?

Chloe: No problem. Okay. Bye.

Belle: Your mom really worries about you, doesn't she?

Chloe: Nothing new there. But that outfit you're wearing, that's new. Am I right?

Belle: Yeah, it is. Do you like it?

Chloe: Yeah, it's beautiful. Just like the rest of your wardrobe. You know, you have such great taste -- hip and classy -- unlike some of our other fellow students like Cynthia or Jan. Jan in maternity clothes -- now, that's a joke.

Belle: Can we talk about something else?

Chloe: Yeah, but, you know, it's just that everybody talked about how bad she looked in those big baggy sweats.

Belle: That's all she wore.

Chloe: Oh, yeah? Even that day that you saw her at Shawn's house?

Belle: The day she had her miscarriage, you mean. Gee, Chloe, I'm so glad you brought that up. In fact, she was wearing sweats -- stupid beige sweats and red lipstick, and her hair was like it always is � anything else you want to know?

Chloe: Belle, I'm sorry --

Belle: No, it's okay. It's okay.

Philip: So, uh, speaking of clothes, have you, um, got an outfit for the Last Blast?

Cynthia: Well, I wouldn't buy a dress unless I have a date, and I don't have a date yet.

Shawn-D: Wh-what's wrong, Jan? Are you okay?

Jan: Oh, I'm fine. It's just --

Shawn-D: Just...what? Tell me.

Jan: There's something I need to ask you, and I'm hoping you'll say yes.

Jennifer: Oh, my gosh, Brandon. Did I just hear Lexie say she knew about the baby switch?

Jack: So you're admitting that you knew the babies had been switched. Do you know when it happened? How?

Lexie: No. No, look, I don't know what happened, okay? All I remember is that when the babies were brought back from the nursery, Hope and I both thought that they looked different. But we just dismissed it at the time. We just figured -- newborns, they change so quickly. But now I know. The switch had to have happened the night the babies were born after they were taken back to the nursery.

Jack: I see. And did you or your father have anything to do with it?

Lexie: No! Are you insane?

Brandon: Look, back off, Jack. Can't you see how upset she is?

Jennifer: Okay, don't say I told you so, but I think you're right. I think there's a big story here.

Jack: I told you so.

Jennifer: Okay, fine. But you're going to blow it if you push too hard, too fast.

Brandon: Lexie, I'm worried about you, and I want to help you. But you need to let me. Please.

Lexie: The way you helped me when I needed to get away with Isaac?

Brandon: Look, I know you think I abandoned you in your time of crisis, but I was just trying to be your friend. I am your friend. That's exactly what you need right now.

Lexie: No. What I need is my son. He's the only thing I need, the only thing I want. He's the only one I want, Brandon. Oh, God, I want my son. [Sobbing]

Jack: Maybe I was a bit too zealous in my probing, but my instincts tell me Lexie knows a lot more about this story than she's letting on.

Belle: So, do you want to do some window shopping?

Chloe: You know what? Actually, I have to call Nancy back, so...

Belle: Oh. That's totally fine. I'll just catch up with you later. Good luck with the call.

Chloe: Thanks.

[Cellular phone rings] [Ring] [Ring]

Mimi: Hello?

Chloe: Mimi, I got it. Belle said that Jan was wearing some kind of beige sweats and that her hair looked like it usually does.

Mimi: And Shawn's dad said when he found Jan, she was wearing a red shirt and black pants and her hair was wet.

Chloe: Oh, my God, that means that she had time to shower and change her clothes before she collapsed and lost the baby.

Mimi: This is it. This is the proof that Jan lied. There's got to be more where this came from, so go, go, go! On to phase two!

Chloe: Right. Got it.

Shawn-D: What do you want to ask me?

Jan: Okay. Well, things haven't exactly been fun for me lately. I mean, my senior year has been kind of awful, and I can't go to the Last Blast. So I was wondering if maybe on the night of the dance, you and I could, uh --

Chloe: Shawn, there you are. Hi, Jan. Uh, look, I need to ask you a question. Can we talk in private?

Jan: Actually, I'm --

Shawn-D: It's okay, Chloe. You don't mind, do you, Jan?

Jan: No. No, of course not.

Shawn-D: What's up?

Chloe: So, Shawn, you know how things are between me and Philip, and I know how things are between you and Belle. And I was thinking, I really don't want to miss the Last Blast Dance this year since it is our last high school dance and you shouldn't have to miss it, either. So I figured, since we are really good friends, maybe we could go together?

Shawn-D: Wow, uh, I was hoping to go with Belle, but that's not likely to happen, so, uh, yeah, why not?

Philip: Yeah, the, uh, Last Blast is the biggest dance of the year -- the senior prom, and we are seniors, aren't we?

Cynthia: So I've heard.

Philip: Yeah, so, uh, I was, uh, I was wondering if you might want to be my date.

Cynthia: I thought you'd never ask. And I'm going to make it a night you'll never forget.

Belle: That dress is perfect. But what's the point? No Last Blast for me this year.

Roman: Oh, oh! Man, this little guy's got quite an appetite -- matched me cookie for cookie. He's definitely a Brady.

Isaac: [Babbling]

Bo: Um, you were going to say something about the christening.

Roman: Yeah. Well, I'm worried there could be trouble. According to Abe, Lexie's in pretty bad shape. And since we don't know where Stefano is or what he's up to...

Bo: You want to have a security detail there.

Roman: Exactly.

Bo: Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. Don't worry. I'll take care of it. Because now that we have this little guy, no one's going to take him away from us.

Isaac: [Babbles]

Bo: Oh, yeah, a rabbit.

Rolf: I will not allow Celeste to interfere with my plans. I must get Isaac back for Alexandra. And the child's christening will be the perfect opportunity. A few drops of my potion at the baptismal font, and the child will appear to be dead. But he will be reborn, as will Alexandra when she goes off to make a new life with her son and his Grandfather Stefano.

Lexie: I have to get out of here. Come on, Mom, we're going.

Brenda: Dr. Carver, I need you to sign some insurance forms before you go.

Lexie: Oh, yes.

Jennifer: All right. I'm going to assign you to this story.

Jack: Yes!

Jennifer: But you have to promise me you'll keep me in the loop the whole time.

Jack: Every step of the way. Oh, yes, you won't be sorry! Oh, no, never, never.

Jack: Excuse me, please, just a moment, please. Lexie, can I speak to you just for a moment, please? It'll just take a moment. I just, um...

Lexie: Sorry, Mom.

Jack: Could I ask you one more question before you leave?

Lexie: What? What is it?

Jack: If the baby switch happened in the nursery as you've implied, does that mean you hold the hospital responsible for the loss of your 2-year-old son?

Lexie: Damn right I do. I intend to sue this hospital for gross negligence, criminal neglect, and malpractice. By the time I'm finished, this hospital will be totally disgraced and bankrupt!

Brenda: What?

Lexie: That's right! It's time everyone learned the price you pay when you cross a DiMera!

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