Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 6/24/02

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John: He's here.

Marlena: Stefano?

John: Abe. Bo.

Bo: Hope, come on.

Hope: Oh, my God.

Tony: Well, well, well. A welcome home party.

John: Tony DiMera.

Tony: Yes, John. The Phoenix has risen.

Marlena: John, no.

Brandon: I don't throw stones, Samantha. It's not my style.

Sami: Then why did you follow me here? First you've come over to talk to me in I don't know how long, so if you don't hate me, you've been putting on a pretty good act.

Brandon: I don't hate you, Samantha, and for the record, I don't think you're a loser.

Sami: Well, then, you're the only one.

Brandon: You're feeling pretty sorry for yourself. That's not like you.

Sami: Yeah, well, I've been through a lot. How would you feel if the love of your life dumped you and you had your son practically taken away from you? I mean, my mom and my dad are the only ones who will even be seen with me.

Brandon: It's your own fault.

Sami: Oh, yeah, great, thanks. Go ahead, dump on me. It's open season on Sami Brady.

Brandon: Samantha, when people get close to you, they get hurt.

Sami: Brandon --

Brandon: I opened up to you, and it -- it got me nothing.

Sami: Well, everything is different now.

Brandon: Yeah, you're alone now, and you don't like it. Well, I'm used to being on my own. I'll take it any day over being jerked around.

Sami: If you're afraid that I will hurt you, I promise that won't happen.

Brandon: Let me be completely honest with you, Samantha. When I first saw you, I wanted you. It was desire -- very basic. We had heat from the beginning. But you kept running away, running to Austin. But I wanted you so much, I didn't care. I figured if I stuck by you, I'd outlast Austin, so I stayed with you. I helped you.

Sami: I know, and I wouldn't have had the last two years with my son if you hadn't helped me get custody, and I am very grateful --

Brandon: I didn't want you to be grateful. I wanted you to fall in love with me, but you were so into Austin, you never gave us a chance. So I gave up on you and moved on, and it was rough at first, but I -- I really felt like I had gotten over you, and then you lost Austin, and suddenly, you are all over me -- every time I turn around, trying to get me to want you again. I mean, talk about rebound.

Sami: It's not a rebound. I'm not hitting on some random stranger. You said so yourself. There's been something there from the beginning.

Brandon: Something, yeah. You wanted to find that something? Is it love? Lust? Friendship? What the hell do you feel for me?

All: [Yelling]

John: I was framed for your murder, you lousy bastard! You're breathing pretty well for a dead man!

Bo: John, we got to figure out what's going on here.

John: What is there to figure out?! Stefano helped you fake your death so you could put me in the gas chamber. Isn't that it? That explains why you're standing here...

Roman: Come on, John! Killing a man's still against the law, no matter how much he deserves it.

John: What are you saying, Roman? This man was declared legally dead years ago. How do you murder a dead man? Ask Abraham. They can't give me the chair for killing the same man twice, can they, now?

Abe: Calm down, John. Let me get some information here.

John: Look at his freakin' face! That's all the information I need.

Abe: Are you Tony DiMera?

Tony: Indeed I am. Forgive me, I -- I had no idea so many people were here.

John: Oh, shut up. You never made an uncalculated move in your life, pal.

Tony: I came here tonight to make the long-overdue acquaintance of my sister. I had every intention of making my presence known to the rest of you gradually, certainly not like this.

Roman: Yeah, well, maybe you'd feel more comfortable someplace less public like the Salem jail. Let's take him in, Abe. We got enough to hold him just because of what he did to John.

Tony: Excuse me. May I --

Roman: I don't know, Miss Manners. May you what?

Tony: I simply thought that since we are gathered here, conveniently together, perhaps you'll allow me to make a statement in front of all of you. My so-called death needs explaining here, as does my return back to Salem.

Bo: Way ahead of you, DiMera. I know exactly why you're here. Your gutless father sent you here to kidnap my son.

Tony: Your son? Well, I -- you mean Shawn-Douglas? He must be practically grown by now.

Bo: Oh, cut the crap. You know damn well Hope and I have another boy, and Stefano, wherever the hell he is, I'm sure by now has found out that the baby he stole for his daughter Lexie is our son, legally and biologically, and he sent you here to steal him again.

Tony: I'm sorry. I have no idea what you're talking about.

Bo: Yeah.

Tony: Alexandra?

Abe: Yeah, well, a DiMera did show up, only it's not Stefano. It's his son Tony. Back from the dead. You got it. Tony DiMera. Listen, Captain Brady and I are going to bring him down for questioning. Right.

Lexie: Abe, would you at least give him a chance to explain what happened?

Abe: Stay out of this, Lexie.

Lexie: No. He's my brother. I can't stay out of it.

Roman: All right, let's go. Don't make it any harder than it has to be.

John: No, let him talk.

Roman: What, watch you choke him again?

John: I'm not going to put my hands on him.

Roman: All right.

John: Go on. Talk, Tony. Let me hear your story. I'm just dying to hear it.

Brady: All right, Belle, that was the manager. He said that they've closed the restaurant for the night, but the emergency is over.

Belle: And what about dad?

Brady: All he knew was that the authorities are still there investigating.

Belle: And I can't get through to mom or dad's cell phone. They are going to hear from me tomorrow! Do you know they freak out when they're trying to reach me and my cell phone's turned off?

Brady: I know. The privileges of parenthood. They're going to call any second. But, hey, do you want me to go to the kitchen and whip up some chips and salsa? What do you say? I also got a slew of new DVD’s. You should pick out a couple. We could have our own outtakes festivals.

Belle: Forget it, Brady. It's not going to work.

Brady: What's the matter with you? Chips and salsa and movies? These are your favorite things. Oh, God. You're not going to make me act out "Les Misérables" for you, are you? All three hours of it, but anything for my sister. Okay, here we go. The curtain goes up --

Belle: Brady, stop. I'm sorry, I'm just -- I'm not in the mood to be cheered up by my brother right now.

Brady: Well, you're not calling Shawn.

Lexie: Tony. Tony, listen --

Celeste: No, Alexandra. No. No.

Marlena: John, let's go. I want to be away from him.

Nicole: Mm. This whole DiMera mystique leaves me cold. How about taking me home and warming me up?

Colin: I told you, Nicole, I'm not leaving.

Nicole: Uh-huh, all right, what's going on, Colin, huh? You weren't exactly surprised when this Tony guy showed up. Did you know the infamous Tony DiMera was going to make a personal appearance tonight? Live from the Penthouse Grill, it's Tony DiMera!

Colin: Shut the hell up, Nicole. If you're bored, go home.

Nicole: Bored? Are you kidding? This night just got fascinating. I wouldn't leave now if you paid me.

Roman: All right, we're going to let you make your statement.

Abe: You don't need to make a statement till your lawyer's present.

Roman: He knows that.

Abe: I want to do this by the book.

Tony: A lawyer will slow down things, anyway. Besides, this story's long overdue. I'd like to go back in time to when I was last here in Salem. You remember, John. My wife was in love with you. You were having an affair with Kristen. I was aware of it, and I hated you for it -- enough to want to see you dead.

Belle: Give me back my phone. How dare you?

Brady: Shawn is not good enough for you, and you know it.

Belle: I like to make up my own mind about people, thank you, Brady.

Brady: You're not objective about Shawn. He flashes his baby browns at you, and you melt.

Belle: I do not. Okay, even if I do, so what?

Brady: He lied to you. He told you that he was the father of Jan's baby. Belle, you cried your eyes out. He broke your heart. How can you just forget about that?

Belle: I haven't! Shawn had his reasons.

Brady: His reasons? What reasons are those?

Belle: He lied to protect Jan.

Brady: I am so bored to death with that answer. How could protecting Jan be more important than protecting the feelings of someone he's cared about for years?

Belle: She was raped, Brady. That is why Shawn covered for Jan.

Brady: Raped? When?

Belle: On the island by Paul Mendez. Shawn knew about it, and he tried to help Jan get over it.

Brady: That's why she was such a wreck. I mean... she shot him. She killed that guy.

Belle: Yeah. I don't like Jan, but she went through some pretty tough stuff.

Brady: Ow what? That's no reason for Shawn to play God. He should have gotten Jan some professional help. Rape is a very violent and serious crime, Belle.

Belle: He tried to get her to talk to someone, but she didn't want to. She didn't want people to know. That's why he didn't tell me.

Brady: People? Belle, you are not people. You are Shawn Brady's girlfriend. I can't believe he was so stupid.

Belle: He can't believe it, either. That's why he feels so bad.

Brady: Oh, poor baby.

Belle: I mean it, Brady. Shawn really feels terrible for hurting me.

Brady: Well, have you forgiven him?

Belle: I understand why he did it. He was right in the middle of losing J.T., and his judgment was impaired.

Brady: Oh, I see. You two have kissed and made up at the Last Blast Dance, and everything else is peachy-keen, huh?

Belle: Your head can't tell your heart who to love, Brady.

Brady: What? Belle, what book did you get that from?

Belle: Don't be rude. Shawn and I aren't perfect, either one of us. We have both made mistakes. But we love each other, and nothing is going to change that.

Brady: The guy who broke your heart will break it again.

Belle: Well, Shawn is worth taking a chance on. So is Chloe.

Brady: Chloe?

Belle: She's in the hospital, Brady, fighting for her life. Don't you think now is the time to admit how you feel about her? I saw your face when Philip carried her into the E.R. You care about her... more than just a friend.

Brady: You're right.

Belle: If I'm right, then what are you waiting for?

Brandon: Nothing to say, huh? I guess that's my answer.

Sami: Brandon, wait.

Brandon: Samantha, I'm tired of waiting. Why can't you say how you feel about me? Is it because you've been using me all along, you're just too chicken to admit it?

Sami: I did have feelings for you, but I felt really guilty. I was trying to be honest with you and explain that I have loved Austin since I was a teenager, and I couldn't even picture my future without him, and now I don't have a choice. After all those years of loving Austin, he hates me. He never wants to see me again, so I'm starting over... or I'm trying to. I really want to fall in love again, Brandon.

Brandon: Yeah? And?

Sami: What do you want me to say?

Brandon: Don't act dumb, Samantha. When I was in love with you, I never had trouble telling you.

Sami: That was in Italy, a long time ago. Do you still love me?

John: Well, I hope everybody heard that. Count Anthony DiMera just admitted in public that he wanted me dead. I'm sure Commander Carver and Captain Brady's taking this down. How civil of you to give the Salem PD so much to work with. You lousy bastard, you set me up for your murder. Well, unfortunately for you, we have other evidence against you, namely, the diary. You remember the diary, the one that you left behind for us to find after your death.

Tony: Yes, I'm aware of the diary.

John: Aware of it, my ass. You wrote it. An elaborate sequence of lies to set a trap for me.

Tony: The trap was set, yes, John, but not by me. Another man constructed the diary. A man who could be very easily mistaken for me -- my cousin André. It was he who died.

Brandon: You want to know if I'm still in love with you?

Sami: I guess I was just feeling insecure.

Brandon: It is not all about you, Samantha. Other people have feelings, too. Austin sure does. You found that out.

Sami: You don't have to be mean.

Brandon: I want you to wake up. You can't be totally self-involved and expect everyone to give while you give nothing.

Sami: I gave Austin my whole heart, and you know what? He threw it back at me. He doesn't want my love.

Brandon: That's what really gets me. I keep telling you that Austin didn't want you. He never did. He wanted his idea of you. The minute he found out you weren't his perfect little wife-to-be, he dumped you. I don't know why you were so surprised.

Sami: I was hurt. It still hurts.

Brandon: Do you still love him?

Sami: Part of me always will. How can you not understand? He was my first love. It lasted practically half my life. He was the one for a very long time, and now it's over. I guess I'd have to be pretty stupid to still love him, wouldn't I? When he can write to Kate, write such terrible things about me. You know, he feels sorry for me. Can you believe he pities me? Doesn't think I'll ever be able to have a real relationship. Well, I have got more real feelings than Austin will ever have. I've got passion and guts, and I never let anything stop me, and I sure as hell don't need Austin Reed anymore!

Sami: I guess that's your answer. I am through with Austin. What about you? Are you through with me, too? Or do you still have some feelings for me?

Brandon: Why do you want to know? I mean it, Samantha. I'm not getting jerked around by you ever again. So just be honest. Either you want to be just friends or you want a real relationship with me. Which is it?

John: I was expecting something fantastic out of you. Congratulations. You did not disappoint. Andre, huh? Now, would this be the same cousin André who died like an animal sinking into a pit of quicksand while you stood by his side and watched? You killed André. Now you want us to believe that he's the one who set me up, that he's the one that got shot and died?

Tony: You know, John, there's been so much deception, so many lies through the years, I don't blame you for finding my story hard to accept.

Roman: Look, Tony, Count Anthony, whatever the hell you call yourself, are you saying that body was your cousin?

Tony: Yes -- André. And in my father's most spectacular sleight of hand, André did not die in the quicksand that day. Stefano arranged it for him to get pulled out and resuscitated just in time.

Abe: And you knew about that while it was happening.

Tony: On the contrary. I was not brought into my father's confidence where André’s life was concerned, nor when André impersonated me as a victim of murder, thereby setting John up. I was out of the loop, as they say.

Lexie: Tony, Father told me about your illness. Was that real, or was that just a part of his plan?

Tony: I wish I could say it was pure fabrication, but it was not. This blood disease -- complications of it almost killed me. And the last time I was here in Salem, I was terribly ill. I remember, I woke up on a plane and my father was there standing beside me, promising me that I would not die of this fatal disease. I didn't even have a chance to even ask him how he was going to perform this miraculous feat. I just blacked out. At that point, so much time had passed, I fell into a coma, and it was years before I regained consciousness.

Roman: Years.

Tony: I cannot tell you how enormously distressing it was to have lost so many years of your life, but then I had to look at the bright side. I was still alive.

John: If you want us to feel sorry for you, you're flat out of luck. The fact is, you're in Salem because Stefano wanted you here. He sent you here.

Tony: I have not been under the influence of my father for several years now, John.

John: Is that a fact?

Tony: Do you know what my father believed, why I was the victim of the ravages of this terrible blood disease? Because I had lost my will to live when I found out about my wife's faithlessness, when she was having an affair with you, John. And then when Stefano found out that the two of you planned to marry once she was free of me, he decided he was going to put his mission into operation -- your death for mine. Only he twisted the conceit and doubled his pleasure because of André. You see, my father always detested André, and he found the perfect opportunity this time to convince André that out of some fluke of heredity, he too had the disease, and if he was going to die of the disease anyway, why not use it to save the DiMera family honor by framing you before taking his own life? Objectively speaking, it was an elegant way to kill two birds with one stone. Ah, but I see, John, you are really determined not to believe me, but the truth is the truth, nonetheless. I did not send you to the gas chamber, and I can prove it.

Brady: I used to see Chloe as just a kid, you know, just another one of your annoying girlfriends. But then I started spending time with her.

Belle: Last summer.

Brady: Yeah. She was really lonely when you and all of your friends and classmates went on that trip to Puerto Rico, and, uh, I took pity on her, so we started hanging out, and I found out I liked her. We discovered that we have a lot in common -- troubled childhoods, growing up without our mothers, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

Belle: You bonded.

Brady: Yes, we bonded. We sang together, made BLT’s together... we hung out, and it was surprisingly nice. I mean, nothing -- nothing romantic, but I guess I hadn't made a new friend since I left boarding school, and maybe I was lonely, too.

Belle: Brady, but that was a year ago. A lot's happened since then.

Brady: Yes, but it didn't bring Chloe and me any closer, in spite of your insistence that something more was going on. We never dated. In fact, she spent most of this past school year being obsessed with good old Uncle Phil, which proves that she's too immature for me.

Belle: Or maybe she's insecure. Did that ever occur to you? Maybe if you had gotten up the nerve to ask her out on a real date, she would have said yes.

Brady: Well, I can't do that now because she's in the hospital, so why don't we just drop it, okay?

Belle: Brady, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I know your mom had cancer.

Brady: Yeah, she died because of me.

Belle: What? Brady, no, come on. You were just a baby.

Brady: Well... maybe if I hadn't been born or maybe if she and dad decided not to start a family, she would have been stronger when the cancer set in.

Belle: Brady, dad has always said that having you made Isabella really happy.

Brady: Well, she lost her life. She had a baby boy and a husband who worshiped her, and there was nothing anybody could do about it, and now it's happening again. Someone in my life is struggling to stay alive, and there's nothing I can do. I can't help her, I can't save her, and I hate it.

John: Proof? There is no proof because this whole story you just floated is nothing but junk from beginning to end.

Tony: The diary will vindicate me. Locate the diary -- the document in which Tony confessed, setting John up. I trust it's still in police custody. All you have to do is analyze the handwriting.

Roman: Handwriting's not foolproof, not like DNA.

Tony: Well, then analyze the DNA. Dig up my grave, exhume the body that's buried in it, the body you believe is mine, because I am confident that once an autopsy is done of that body, you will discover that it belongs to that of my unfortunate cousin. I swear I am telling the truth. An autopsy will reveal that... I'm an honest man.

Lexie: Oh, God. Oh, my God. Okay, okay. It's okay. I got you, Tony. Okay.

Sami: Not very long ago, I couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life as Mrs. Austin Reed, so if I said now that I love you, Brandon, that would sound pretty strange, wouldn't it? Like all those years loving Austin was a mistake.

Brandon: The guy is gone, and you are still thinking about him, still talking about him.

Sami: Well, I can't help it.

Brandon: Well, I can't help the way I feel, either. I'm tired of being second best. So the day you can't stop thinking about me, give me a call. Until then, leave me alone. You've hurt me enough.

Sami: I am so sorry, Brandon. I have a hard time admitting when I'm wrong. I hate it. But you're right. You are. When I let you help me get Will back from Kate and Lucas, I knew that you had feelings for me, and I played on that. I used it. I used you. But I cared about you, too. I couldn't call it love then, and I still can't, but I think that it could be love someday. I want it to be. Doesn't that count?

Sami: Never mind. Brandon, I don't want to hurt you anymore, so go. Leave. Forget about me and what I want. You go and... you do what's best for you.

Lexie: Here, sit down. Are you all right?

Tony: I'm fine.

Lexie: It's the stress. Everyone attacking you all at once.

Abe: Roman, help me get him to his feet.

Roman: Yeah.

Lexie: Well, let me get --

Roman: Let's go. Let's get him back to the station and question him.

Lexie: I want to get him some water first, okay? He's a little shaky.

Tony: Um...

Hope: It's a little hard to believe, and then I think about some of the things we've been through and... maybe Tony's telling the truth.

Bo: DiMera’s don't tell the truth -- none of 'em. What the hell is he looking at?

Nicole: I knew it. I knew it. You do know this Tony guy. He does have that dark and sexy thing going on.

Colin: You just have a thing for men with accents.

Nicole: Maybe. Or maybe I just like a good mystery.

Colin: I know what you like. Come on. We're done here. Let's go.

Bo: Hey, coz, got a minute?

Colin: I was just about to score. Have you no heart?

Bo: You're scum, Murphy. And you know a hell of a lot more about the DiMera Organization than you're letting on.

Colin: Don't you ever take time off from playing "Detective"?

Bo: I am not playing, and this is not a game. You knew DiMera was going to be here tonight, didn't you? That's why you're here.

Colin: I had one reason, and one reason only for coming here -- to spend time with my beautiful woman. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to that.

Jennifer: Yes, Harold. Yes, yes, just tell him. All right, thank you. Bye. All right, I talked to Harold. He's going to hold the front page. Do you realize that the "Spectator" is going to rule the newsstands tomorrow? I mean, we have an exclusive, and it just fell right into our laps. What are you doing? Why do you keep looking at Colin Murphy?

Jack: Just wondering why Dr. Murphy's hanging around for the Tony DiMera show when he could be rolling around on the back seat of his car with Nicole.

Lexie: Here you go, Tony.

John: Hell of a performance.

Lexie: Excuse me. Tony's ill.

John: Tony is a liar, just like you are. But then again, you learned from the master. Speaking of which, where is he, anyway? He can't be far behind. When do you expect the old man Stefano to blow back into town?

Tony: You know, I had hoped to break the news under more appropriate circumstances. But I do know where our father is, Alexandra, and it's time I told you... told all of you.

Belle: You're doing a lot for Chloe. I mean, you understand her. She looks up to you.

Brady: Looks up to me?

Belle: She does, although she'd never admit it. And that's another thing that the two of you have in common -- you are the stubbornest people that I know. And the way you connect over music -- Chloe's music means everything to her, and you get that in a deeper way than I do or Shawn or Philip. You know, I never thought about this before, but... it's almost like the two of you are soul mates.

Brady: Yeah, right.

Belle: And when you go visit Chloe at the hospital, her face just lights up. All of that positive energy -- Brady, it helps her chances of getting better. So even though you think you're not doing anything, you are. And maybe you're helping her more than anyone else is.

Isabella: You have a beautiful heart, my son. Open it and give your love.

Brandon: I know how hard it is for you to be that honest. I'd say you should try it more often, but I know that you won’t.

Sami: Brandon...

Brandon: That's not a criticism. I'm just being realistic. I mean, you can't help working it, trying to make yourself look good -- just like I can't help coming to the rescue whenever you're in trouble. Maybe your troubles are over, Samantha. I mean, maybe now that you're free of Austin and all that pretending you had to do just to hold on to the jerk -- maybe you can relax and be yourself.

Sami: I still don't want to be alone.

Brandon: Well, maybe that's what you need. Face your fears, Samantha. It could be good for you.

Sami: So you're rejecting me, too.

Brandon: No, I'm trying to be your friend.

Sami: I was hoping that we could be more than friends. Well, what are you going to do -- spend some time alone now that you've broken up with Jennifer?

Brandon: Never mind about me. Concentrate on yourself.

Brandon: I should get back in there.

Sami: Back to Lexie, you mean.

Brandon: That's none of your business.

Sami: Oh, great. So another guy walks out on me. Why did I tell him the truth? The truth sucks. I should've just lied. Maybe it's not too late.

Nicole: Come on.

Sami: Oh, my God. It's Tony DiMera.

Lexie: Tony, where's Father? When's he coming home?

Tony: I'm sorry. Father won't be coming home.

Lexie: But he loves me. He wouldn't just abandon me.

Tony: Alexandra, our father is dead.

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