Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 6/11/04 - Canada; Monday 6/14/04 - U.S.A.

Provided by Eric
Proofread by Niki

Marlena: [Writing in journal] My name is Dr. Marlena Evans. It's been several days since I arrived on this island. I'm... sitting on a balcony, almost identical to mine in Salem. It's all so strange. At the same time, it's... beautiful here, peaceful, but it's not Salem. This is not my terrace, not my home. My heart is breaking because I miss my family -- my husband, my children. I'm being held here against my will, along with many of my friends, people I thought I had brutally murdered. But I wasn't the Salem Stalker. I didn't really die. And no one back home knows the truth. And the longer I stay here, the less likely it will be that anyone will investigate my death and the deaths of all the others. Soon they'll start to forget us, and we will become nothing more than faded distant memories.

[Phone ringing]

Mickey: Julie, how is Jennifer?

Julie: There is no news. Lexie's in there with her now.

Mickey: All right. If you hear anything, please let me know, okay?

Julie: Of course, Uncle Mickey.

Mickey: Meanwhile, I have to try to find that new health insurance card of Jennifer It was sent in care of the Horton Foundation, so I have to take it over to the hospital as soon as I can.

Julie: Well, thank you. Um, I'll see you soon.

Mickey: All right, fine. Thanks, Dear. [Hangs up phone and sighs] Where the hell is that insurance file? Oh... there it is, right there. And there is the card. Oh.

Philip: Yeah, I know you still love Shawn. But maybe you can take a break from thinking about him just for tonight.

Belle: I wish I could. Oh, my God. You are gonna be so proud of me. I just figured out a way to get Shawn to come back to me, and it can't miss. I owe it all to you.

Philip: What did I do? Who are you calling?

Belle: The perfect person to help me. Wherever Shawn is, this is going to reach him, and there is no way he can stay away.

Lucas: You know what? I'm not gonna sit here and let Sami Brady make a fool out of me.

Kate: Well, Honey, she is clearly seeing other men.

Lucas: Yeah, right. Well, the hell with her.

Ray: So you want to go back to my place?

Sami: Your place? Sounds great. Um, but maybe we could finish talking about business here. That way, when we're alone, we can concentrate on having fun.

Ray: Sounds great.

Lucas: Just look at her. What a skank. I'm telling you, that's it. It's official. We're history. It's over.

Nicole: I booked you one-way to the Cayman Islands. I hope you meet a nice executive and drain his bank account.

Crystal: I'm sorry, Nicky, but I don't think I'm gonna go.

Nicole: What?

Crystal: Why should I chase all the way around the globe looking for a rich available man when there's one right here in Salem? If you could have Brady Black, there's no reason why I can't sample his tasty daddy.

Nicole: Are you friggin' nuts? You're gonna get on that plane whether you want to or not. Come on.

Crystal: No, don't get your panties in a bunch just because I wanna go for a ride on the John Mobile. I've got a pretty good shot at it, too, as long as I stay in this house. Now, the pool is a kind of sexy place for a private little meeting, don't you think? So maybe I'll call Mr. Black up and invite him over for a little skinny dip.

John: Yeah, I got it, Tek. I'll take it from here.

Brady: What did he say?

John: Crystal was involved... in killing my wife.

Lucas: Thanks.

Kate: Look, I know how hard this is on you, but isn't it better to know now?

Lucas: I can't believe it. I'm such an idiot. I actually thought she was capable of changing.

Kate: That's because you were trying to give her the benefit of the doubt. You were being very generous. But, Lucas, that doesn't mean that you should let her hurt you.

Lucas: Mom, I trusted her.

Kate: Honey, don't beat yourself up over this. The truth is, it's really my fault.

Sami: So I'm just fascinated by how much white-collar crime goes on here in Salem.

Ray: It's pretty rampant. You'd be shocked if you knew some of the details on some of our pending cases.

Sami: Like what? Who?

Ray: I can't give out any names. But, uh, there is this one case. It's a lot like the Martha Stewart deal. This classy lady, she works her way up from the wrong side of the tracks. Almost everyone respected and admired her, even when she went through a rough patch. People were impressed with the way she fought back. In fact, a family friend offered her the chance to run his conglomerate.

Sami: So what did she do, insider trading?

Ray: Worse. She embezzled millions. Cooked the books. Every charitable donation that was coming out of that company's foundation was going directly into her bank account. And she nearly got away with it, too. But she made one fatal mistake. She entrusted the care of the company's foundation to the boss's daughter. Her daughter was a major overachiever. She found the discrepancies in the cash-flow situation. Started sniffing around. It didn't take much of an investigation to uncover the crime -- and the criminal.

Sami: So, what happened to the woman?

Ray: Well, not only is she facing an impending prison sentence, but she's also bankrupt, and she's been disgraced and publicly humiliated.

Sami: That's great. I mean, of course it's terrible. Terrible.

Ray: You know something between you and me? This woman was so desperate to worm our of her current situation, she tried to bribe me.

Sami: Money?

Ray: No. Actually...

Sami: Oh, I get it.

Sami: So she threw herself at you. What did you do? I mean, you don't seem the type to cave in just because a pretty lady bats her eyelashes at you.

Ray: Of course not. I prosecuted her to the full extent of the law. Sami, no one's gonna get away with crap like that on my watch.

Sami: Well, then... here's to you.

Nicole: Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. I am not letting you anywhere near John Black, you understand me? After a few more drinks, you will open up and tell him everything.

Crystal: Or maybe I'll just roll over and let him have his way with me.

Nicole: Oh, that is so gross on so many levels. I don't even know what to say, except get out! Get out!

Crystal: No way! No, I have just got to have me some of that John-John. And I am not leaving until I get it.

Nicole: Do you really think John will be interested in you after he finds out you're the reason his wife was killed?

Brady: Dad, how could Crystal be responsible for Marlena's death?

John: I didn't say she was directly responsible. But she was definitely involved in the events that played out that night. Tek just informed me that Crystal was in close proximity to Marlena at the time of the shooting.

Brady: What, she was in jail?

John: That's a fact.

Brady: What the hell was she doing there?

John: I hate to break it to you, kid, but your house guest, Nicole's friend, is a convicted criminal. And when Marlena was incarcerated, so was Crystal Galore.

Marlena: I was a pawn in our host's game, a madman -- or woman -- who is bent on destroying our lives.

Marlena: Aah!

Maggie: Hello, Marlena. Welcome to our fantasy island.

Marlena: Maggie.

Mickey: Mm...

Bonnie: Looking at your dead wife's picture. That will never do.

[Knocks on door]

Bonnie: Hey! Hey, hi.

Mickey: Hello, Bonnie.

Bonnie: I just ran by the hospital to see if I could catch you, and Patrick told me that you'd come home to fetch Jennifer's insurance card.

Mickey: You know, if there's any news about Jennifer, I asked Julie, and she didn't have an update.

Bonnie: I'm afraid I don't, either. Whoa. What happened here?

Mickey: Well, I -- I was working on a file, and --

Bonnie: You should fire your housekeeper.

Mickey: You did a great job yesterday. I just -- I'm sorry. I messed everything up.

Bonnie: Well, it's a good thing I stopped by so I can tidy up.

Mickey: Why did you stop by?

Bonnie: I have your Rhinestone Cowboy outfit for the grand opening of Alice's. And I also picked up your dry cleaning.

Mickey: Oh. You didn't -- I was supposed to get all this stuff. Maggie just took care of everything.

Bonnie: Well, it's a good thing that I'm here now to take care of you, huh? Would you like me to fix you something to eat before you go back to the hospital? I made a casserole yesterday. I put it in the oven on time bake. Did you remember to take it out and put it in the fridge?

Mickey: Oh, I -- I --

Bonnie: Oh. Ha ha ha. Never mind. Ha ha. Whew! Ooh, it's a -- ooh, it's a good thing this oven shuts off automatically. Ech. Hmm. What?

Mickey: I'm just so sorry. I feel terrible that you went to all that trouble to make it for me.

Bonnie: Oh. Yeah, Mickey sure loves this dish. I'm gonna have to figure out the recipe. I'm running out of stuff she left behind. Chicken Surprise a la Maggie. Hmm. Well... I have my own version.

Bonnie: Ooh! Ha. Now that's what I call Chicken Surprise. Yeah. Don't worry about it. I'll just call Mrs. Chow's and have some Chinese delivered.

Mickey: I don't have any time for that. You see, I have to get this insurance card of Jennifer's over to the hospital.

Bonnie: Oh... you're not going anywhere, bub.

Belle: Where is my Dad?

Philip: Your dad? He's the one who's gonna help you find Shawn and get him to come back home? How?

Belle: Philip, please don't be mad at me, but I really don't want to talk about it until I know that there's a chance this will work.

Philip: Okay.

Belle: It's not even ringing, his phone's off. Where could he be?

Philip: All right, well, at least just let me help you find him.

Belle: You're the best.

Philip: Let's go.

Lucas: Mom, come on. Don't do this. How can you say this is your fault?

Kate: Because I think that I have some kind of weakness that I've passed down to you. Do you know neither of us -- neither of us know how to trust the right people. I mean, I didn't really figure this out until later in life, and I found Roman, but... boy, I have made some -- some major mistakes. Curtis, Stefano, Victor.

Lucas: Mom, they all hurt you, all those guys.

Kate: Yeah. I was a battered wife, and yet I stayed with Curtis for so long. I took that. I mean, I told myself that I was doing it for my children, but how did that help them? I mean, look what they had to go through.

Lucas: Wait a minute. None of this is your fault. You hear me? None of it.

Kate: Over and over and over again, I made bad choices. Look, I know that you and Sami share a lot of history, and you have a wonderful son. But maybe that's all that you were ever meant to have together. And I don't want you to think that you have to ruin your life just for the sake of Will's happiness. Because he won't be happy in the end. Lucas, you think that I'm telling you this because I hate Sami. But I'm telling you this because I love you, and I know what you're going through more than anyone. Honey, it's time for you to move on, because Sami clearly has.

Ray: And then there was this CEO of a corporation. He got caught laundering money for his gangster brother through his business.

Sami: Wow. You know about so many interesting cases.

Ray: Well, have I given you enough info?

Sami: It's a good start. Thank you very much.

Belle: Is that Sami?

Philip: Yeah, and she's kissing some strange guy. I don't believe this.

Belle: There's someone else who doesn't believe it.

Lucas: That's it. I've had it. No more.

Kate: Lucas --

Lucas: Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?

Ray: Who are you?

Lucas: Should I tell him, Sami? Or do you want to do the honors?

Crystal: I didn't kill Marlena.

Nicole: No, but remember what did happen?

Marlena: They're not out here. Aah!

Crystal: Die, bitch, die!

Nicole: Crystal! You hit her over the back of the head with the butt of your gun, and then you left her on the jail rooftop, where she was gunned down like an escaped convict.

Crystal: No, I did exactly what you told me to do.

Nicole: No, if you did what I told you to do, you would have taken the money I left at the bus station locker and caught the first ride out of Salem.

Crystal: How long have you known me?

Nicole: A long time. Why?

Crystal: Then you would know that I have never run out of a town with my tail between my legs.

Nicole: It seems you always have something between your legs.

Crystal: That's harsh.

Nicole: And how long have you known me?

Crystal: Ages.

Nicole: So you know what you're risking when you cross me.

Crystal: You've seen me play poker. I never fold. I'm not afraid of risks, not when the payoff is big. But this is chump change compared to the big payoff -- Mr. John Black.

Nicole: John is smart. He will figure you out in a heartbeat. So if you're thinking of playing cat-and-mouse with him, think again.

Crystal: Let's see who plays cat, and who is the mouse.

Nicole: No, no, no, no. Wait. Wait a minute.

Crystal: Let go of me!

Nicole: Shh!

Brady: So Crystal was an inmate. I thought she was from out of town.

John: If that's what you want to call the county jail.

Brady: What was she in for?

John: What wasn't she in for?

Brady: Okay, hang on. So you're saying that Crystal was in jail for quite some time.

John: Mm-hmm.

Brady: So you're sure that she couldn't have had anything to do with my grandfather's death.

John: True. But is it too much of a coincidence to understand Crystal was in jail with Marlena? And makes bail right after her death and winds up on Nicole's front doorstep? What if Marlena knew something about Victor's murder?

Brady: Oh, come on, Dad. How would she?

John: Well, if Marlena would have lived and she took the truth serum, who knows? Maybe Nicole had every reason to have her silenced.

Brady: Dad, Marlena died from a police's sharpshooter's bullet after being given the order from Bo. Tell me how that possibly could have been Crystal or Nicole's fault?

John: Son, all I know is there is a connection between Doc, Nicole, and Crystal, and damn it, I'm gonna find out what it is!

Crystal: Let go of me!

Nicole: Shh! I am so close to pulling my shapely butt out of the fire. I'm not gonna let you screw things up for me.

Crystal: Well, I don't intend to. I've got an agenda all my own.

Nicole: How can I trust you?

Crystal: What choice do you have? Ooh. What a surprise.

John: Got a surprise for you, too.

Crystal: Okay. Is it a present?

John: No, it's a question. What did you have to do with my wife's death?

Marlena: They told me you were alive, and I didn't believe it. [Both sobbing]

Maggie: It's true, it's true.

Marlena: Maggie, it's so good to see you. Oh...

Maggie: I am so sorry for all the pain and agony you went through thinking that you had killed me on Halloween night.

Marlena: It must have been so awful for you thinking that your best friend had bludgeoned you with a bottle.

Maggie: Well, I did have a hard time...

Marlena: Ha ha ha ha!

Maggie: Getting that straight in my mind. We all did, you know. But when I was brought here, Abe and Jack filled me in.

Marlena: Maggie, who did this?

Maggie: I don't know. And I wish I knew. It's so unsettling. That's why I wanted to be here when you arrived to help you transition. But Jack and I were out on patrol.

Marlena: And what are you doing with that, exactly?

Maggie: Well, can you believe it? We clear paths in the jungle.

Marlena: Oh. Jack was with you?

Maggie: Yes. Yes.

Marlena: Oh. Well, Abe and Roman are so worried about him right now.

Maggie: Well, they should be. Jack and I got separated out in the jungle. He broke through the perimeter trying to find a way home to Jennifer. But if he doesn't succeed -- and realistically, how could he? -- Um, he's stuck out there, Marlena. See, as the city changes, so do its points of entry. And he might not be able to find a way back in.

Marlena: You know what? Jack is resourceful. He will find his way back.

Maggie: Yeah.

Marlena: Especially since it looks like Jennifer may be joining us.

Maggie: What?

Marlena: Jennifer's name appeared on the plaque outside their house. Abe and Roman think that means that she'll be appearing soon, that somebody is preparing for her arrival.

Maggie: I wish I knew who this someone was.

Marlena: We may know soon. [Laughs] It's such a comfort to have you here.

Maggie: Oh, I know. I'm glad to be alive, really. I just wish we were with our loved ones. How's Mickey doing?

Marlena: Oh, Maggie, he misses you terribly.

Mickey: What do you mean I'm "not going anywhere, Bub," huh?

Bonnie: Jennifer is resting. If there were any change, Patrick said he would call.

Mickey: The hospital needs this insurance card.

Bonnie: The Hortons founded that hospital. Jennifer runs the foundation that supports it. I don't they're going to be kicking her out if her paperwork is a little delayed.

Mickey: [Chuckles] Oh, good point.

Bonnie: Tell you what. I will order us some grub, and you try on your Rhinestone Cowboy outfit.

Mickey: Oh, I'm not sure that I really --

Bonnie: Go on, git... now, while the gettin's good!

Mickey: All right, all right.

Bonnie: Hello?

Julie: Who?

Bonnie: Pupong Palace?

Julie: Pu?

Bonnie: Mrs. Chow, it's Bonnie Lockhart.

Julie: What?

Bonnie: Yeah. Bonnie Lockhart. But just between you and me, I'm hoping it will be Bonnie Horton soon... if ya catch my drift.

Julie: Ugh!

Bonnie: Mrs. Chow, it sounds like you're coming down with a cold. Okay, write this down. This is what we want. One Special Spicy Pu-Pu Platter, Slippery Shrimp, two orders of Egg Rolls, and two XXX Fortune Cookies. Got that? Okay, that's 1313 Mockingbird Lane. Oh, yeah. I am moving on up. Oh, tell the delivery boy not to freak if he hears fireworks coming from the house when he delivers the food. It's nothing bad. It's just a cowboy breaking in his filly. Ha ha ha ha! Whoo!

Bonnie: [Giggles]

Bonnie: [Gasps]

Mickey: Ta-ta. I guess. Ha ha ha.

Bonnie: My, my, my! You look like Johnny Cash and the Las Vegas Strip all rolled into one! Yeah!

Mickey: Ha ha ha ha! Thank you, ma'am. So, on the bedroom phone, I called the hospital. They told me that Jennifer's condition has stabilized, and the baby's fine.

Bonnie: Now that is good news.

Mickey: Yeah. I don't know why Julie didn't call me on my cell to tell me.

Bonnie: Well, you didn't get any incoming calls. Just one outgoing -- that was me. I called Mrs. Chow. Sounds like she's coming down with a cold. I hope she doesn't sneeze all over our food. Hey, maybe Julie tried to call while I was on your phone.

Mickey: Oh, well, never mind. I'm just so relieved to hear about Jennifer and that baby. I think this calls for a celebration, huh?

Lucas: Go ahead, Sami, tell him who I am. What's the matter, huh? You got one of those cases of amnesia that comes along so suddenly?

Sami: Oh, shut up, Lucas.

Ray: Sami, who is this guy?

Lucas: I'm the father of Sami's child.

Ray: Listen, I don't want to get mixed up into anything. I'd better go.

Sami: No, no, it's okay, Ray. You can stay. Look, Lucas is not my husband, okay? I can do anything I want.

Lucas: Can I have a word with you in private?

Sami: Lucas -- ow, Lucas, you're acting like a Neanderthal.

Lucas: Listen to me. We said we were gonna give us a chance.

Sami: We are. Look, this is not what you think.

Lucas: What? You were kissing him.

Sami: Kissing him?

Lucas: Yeah.

Sami: On the cheek. It's not like I was sticking my tongue down his throat.

Lucas: What, you like hanging out in bars with strange guys, doing random cheek-kissing, is that you?

Sami: No, Lucas, he just gave me a good business tip. I was saying thank you.

Lucas: What other kind of tips did he give you, Sami, huh?

Sami: Look, don't be stupid, okay? Don't jump to conclusions.

Lucas: Oh, I'm not jumping to conclusions. My mom thinks so, too. How about that?

Sami: Your mother's here?

Philip: What is going on?

Belle: Yeah, and who was that guy that my sister was kissing?

Kate: I didn't catch his name, and I don't think Sami did, either. Though he does look familiar.

Belle: You know, I warned Sami about making a mistake that could cost her the most important thing in the world.

Philip: What's that?

Belle: Love, Phillip. If you love someone enough, you will move Heaven and Earth to be with them, no matter what.

Kate: Well, I agree with that in theory. But I don't see what it has to do with Lucas and Sami.

Belle: Well, that's just my theory, anyway. Excuse me.

Kate: Did you hear what she said about love, about being with the right person at all costs?

Philip: Don't go anywhere near there, Mom -- not now.

Kate: Honey, listen to me. I already have one son with a disastrous love life. I don't need another one. You need to make your move. You need to get off the fence and tell Belle how you feel about her. Shawn is gone. She's feeling lonely. She's feeling lost. There's never going to be a better time.

Philip: I can handle my own life, Mom.

Kate: No. That's the problem. You're not handling it. Sweetie, I have so many regrets in my life. Believe me, you do not want to grow old without the woman that you love. You need to tell her how you feel before it's too late.

Belle: You should listen to her, Phillip.

Lucas: I don't want to talk about my mom. I want to talk about you and me. So let's go. Let's go somewhere private and talk. Come on.

Sami: Lucas, I can't. Look, I have to stay here and talk to that guy.

Crystal: I'm sorry, John. I don't know what you're talking about. You must have me confused with someone else.

John: Are there two Crystal Galores who were recently in county lockup with my wife? If so, which one had prisoner number 11865?

Crystal: I think the last number was 9, making the last two numbers... 69. My fave number. You see, when I play it in lotto, I always win. I think you get my drift.

John: I don't think so. I just want the truth, and I want it right now.

Nicole: Brady, please remind your father he's a guest in this house.

Brady: Yeah, he's my guest, and he has every right to ask these questions.

John: I know that you were in jail with my wife. And I know it's not a coincidence that you made bail right after her death and wound up living here with Nicole. So I'm going to ask you for the second and last time -- what did you have to do with my wife's death?

Maggie: I miss Mickey so much. But with our separation, it must be harder on him. See, I wake up every morning with hope that the day will be the day that I get off this island and get home to the man that I love. But Mickey doesn't have any hope. He thinks I'm dead. And not only that, I'm not sure he knows how to manage without me. I mean, who will cook for him and take care of him, get him to his doctors' appointments, and things like that?

Marlena: Bonnie?

Maggie: Bonnie? Oh. Alice, uh, yeah -- yeah, she told me that he -- she was lending a hand. Well, I'm glad he's getting help. You know, I hate to say this, but I think sometimes it's harder on men when their wives die first than the other way around.

Marlena: Statistically, most men do remarry.

Maggie: Well, Mickey would never do that. When we celebrated our last anniversary together, he said I was the only woman for him ever. So if I know Mickey -- I mean, I know Mickey -- he's home. He's home right now in his recliner and he's listening to classical music.

[Country music playing]

Bonnie: Okay, mister, you ready?

Mickey: I think so.

Bonnie: Remember, it's just like riding a bike.

Mickey: You mean, it'll all come back to me?

Bonnie: Natch.

Mickey: It's been so long.

Bonnie: Oh, you'll be amazing. I'm sure of it.

Julie: Oh, my God.

Julie: What a mess.

Julie: Well, I'll just bet this Hooch has Bonnie Lockhart's brand on it.

Bonnie: That's it. Just put it out straight in front of you. It doesn't matter if it's a little crooked.

Mickey: Well, do I move it to the right or to the left?

Bonnie: Oh, whichever way feels best for you. Just keep doing it. Back and forth and back and forth. [Gasps] Ooh, that's it, that's it. Oh, Mickey, you've found your rhythm. Oh, man, that is good! Oh, it feels so good. Mickey, you are so good. I had no idea you were such a stud!

Julie: My God. If I go in there and catch 'em at it, I could go blind. But I can't just... let her seduce poor Uncle Mickey.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha!

Mickey: Ha ha ha!

Bonnie: Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Julie: I have to do this. Just be strong. Take a deep breath.

Bonnie: Ha ha ha ha. Whoo!

Julie: Stop! Stop this disgusting behavior!

Mickey: Julie. What right do you have to come barging into my house? What the hell were you thinking?

Julie: I... didn't mean to interrupt.

Bonnie: Sure you did, Jules.

Mickey: You see, Bonnie was teaching me the Texas Two-Step.

Julie: Well, good for you. I just stopped by to give you the good news about Jennifer and the baby.

Mickey: Did you ever hear of that thing that Alexander Graham Bell invented? It's called the telephone!

Bonnie: Mickey already called the hospital and heard the good news.

Julie: Fine, then. Good night.

Bonnie: Okay. And 1 and 2 and --

Julie: Oh, by the way, Mrs. Horton, I wouldn't be expecting my Pu-Pu Platter anytime soon. You see, Uncle Mickey, I did try to reach you by telephone -- your cell phone. Only Bonnie was already on the line. So I got to hear all about her plans to wrap you around her alcoholic little fingers. And if you think I'm gonna sit by and watch you crack open her fortune cookies, you're sadly mistaken. Good night.

Bonnie: Well... crap.

Julie: Oh, Maggie, Darling. I'm almost glad you're not alive to see what this awful woman is doing to your husband. Well, I'm gonna stop her. I swear it, Maggie, I'll stop her if it's the last thing I do.

Maggie: So... I guess the bottom line is, I can't help worrying about Mickey. I'm kidnapped and held hostage, but I'm still better off than he is.

Marlena: I know. I'm worried about John, too.

Maggie: Well, when we defeat this monster who has ruined the lives of our family and friends, then we'll be able to put our arms around our husbands once again.

Marlena: Oh, Maggie, I hope you're right.

Maggie: Yeah, I'm right.

Belle: I just think you should be totally open and honest with this woman, Phillip. I mean, look at Shawn and I -- we completely blew it. Now Sami's screwing things up with Lucas, and it would just be nice to see someone happy in love. So do it. Don't wait.

Philip: Belle, I don't think you know what you're talking about.

Kate: I think what she's saying is very wise.

Belle: Come on, Phillip. There's no guy out there that's better than you. A girl would have to be crazy to turn you down.

Belle: Just promise me you're gonna talk to her, okay?

Lucas: Sami, this guy is not your type. We have spent years miscommunicating, all right? Let's get it right. Talk to me. Tell me what's going on. Now, what are you doing with this guy, really?

Sami: Lucas, I'm sorry, okay? I -- all I can tell you is that I can't come with you right now.

Lucas: All right, fine. Then you give me no choice. I hate to do this, Sami, but I'm giving you an ultimatum. It's either him or me.

John: So, Crystal, did you know that the county lockup keeps a daily activity record on all their inmates so they know where they are each and every hour of their stay there? My police contact was all too happy to show me your record. You know what they found?

Crystal: What, that I like to take a shower every morning?

John: Yeah, I know that. Also, that you were in Marlena's holding cell when that poor unfortunate inmate was killed, and you also --

Crystal: Look, I just cannot take it anymore, okay? You're right, John. I confess. It was because of me that Marlena is dead.

Marlena: Poor John. I wish there was some way he could know that I'm alive.

Crystal: Marlena got a hold of a gun, and she was planning on coming after you. She wanted you dead.

Belle: Sami, didn't anything we talk about register?

Sami: Why should I take advice from you, anyway? How do you think Shawn would feel if he saw you with Phillip all the time?

Jennifer: It is you.

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