Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday 6/29/07 - Canada; Monday 6/30/07 - U.S.A.

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Shawn D.: I'm not being unreasonable here. We just need some space.

Philip: You've made your point. I'm just wondering what Belle has to say.

Belle: Oh, my gosh. That swimsuit is so cute. You have to remind me to call your mom later.

Shawn D.: Yeah, I will.

Belle: Okay, spill it.

Philip: Shawn wants the three of you to move out of my place and into his parents'.

Belle: Absolutely not.

Hope: You, um... slept with Anna last night? What? I'm not prying. Am I prying? It's just that it's so romantic. I mean, the two of you finding each other after all of these years again and lots of time to make up for, I'll bet.

Roman: You're not gonna let this go, are you, Hope?

Hope: No, so, please, please, start talking.

Roman: I don't want to stomp on your imagination, but that's not exactly how it went down. All right, bad choice of words.

Hope: [Laughing] You should see your face right now. I'm sorry. Please, continue.

Roman: Long story short -- one minute we're at each other's throats. The next minute, we're somewhere else.

Hope: Fireworks? Were there? How were things between the two of you this morning?

Roman: I don't know.

Hope: Huh? What? What do you mean?

Roman: I left the hotel before she woke up.

Hope: You did what?

Roman: I had errands, okay? I wanted to make sure the car got washed before it got too crowded.

Hope: Wha-- your brother is unbelievable. You did -- you -- you couldn't face Anna, so you decided to have the car washed? What is this, high school?

Bo: She's got a point there, bro, not your smoothest move.

Roman: I know that, but I don't need a lecture.

Hope: You need to talk to Anna. You owe her that much, Roman.

Roman: There's one little problem with that, Hope. I have no idea what the hell I'm gonna say to her.

Sami: Wait, stop.

Lucas: What?

Sami: We can't.

Stefano: Oh, no, no, no. You did a very good job. Pleasure doing business. Ciao.

E.J.: Good news?

Stefano: Ah.

E.J.: I have some good news of my own. I'm gonna be a father.

Stefano: Ah! Congratulations, my son! Oh, that is wonderful, wonderful!

E.J.: No, the congratulations are for you. You're not gonna be presented with one heir. You have two.

Stefano: No.

E.J.: Yeah.

Stefano: Twins?

E.J.: Twins, a boy and a girl.

Stefano: Well, then, this definitely calls for a congratulations, huh? A celebration. How wonderful! I never expected such a thing. Come, come, come. We have some of our good brandy. There we go. What a lovely surprise.

E.J.: Isn't it?

Stefano: Yes. Here you go. All right. A toast. Long live the DiMeras, and may they flourish forever.

E.J.: Salute.

Stefano: Salute. Ah. [Laughs] So, how did Samantha take the news?

E.J.: [Sighs] I don't know. That idiot Roman Brady has her locked away in a safe house.

Stefano: Oh, ho, ho, ho. It's a little extreme, but, you know, if you must, you have Roman followed, all right, because those children must be born DiMeras. Most imperative -- raised as DiMeras.

Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of our Lives.

Belle: Move in with your parents? Why am I hearing this from Philip?

Shawn D.: Would you just give me a minute with Belle?

Philip: Claire, you want to see if Grandma Caroline has a special snack for you?

Belle: Here. Go on. Yay!

Philip: Excuse me.

Belle: What is going on?

Shawn D.: Sit down. He had no right to tell you that.

Belle: I'm glad somebody did.

Shawn D.: It's not that I want to move back home. It's just --

Belle: I know. That you are really trying, and I know that this is really hard for you.

Shawn D.: You're right. It is. But I want it to be the three of us. I don't want it to be the three of us plus Philip. It's confusing Claire. And if we're ever gonna live as a family, we can't have Philip constantly hanging around.

Belle: Yeah, you're absolutely right.

Hope: You need to go back to that hotel right now and pray to God that she is in a forgiving mood this morning.

Roman: Did you hear what I just said? I don't know what the hell I'm gonna say to her, Hope.

Hope: Well, you know what? I'm sure you'll think of something on your drive over in that nice, clean car of yours, Roman. Now go! All right, listen, sit down. A little friendly advice from your sister-in-law here, a woman's perspective, if you will.

Bo: This ought to be good.

Hope: You never, ever, under any circumstances sleep with a woman and then disappear before she wakes up in the morning. Never. Who are you, Roman? You know better than that. Use your head.

Bo: Yeah, Roman, use your head.

Roman: You're not helping. You're not helping at all. Okay? Look, I'm not an insensitive guy. It may seem that way right now, but I happen to be very well tuned in to the opposite sex.

Bo: You should have your own talk show.

Roman: That's very cute. You think this is funny?

Bo: A little bit, yeah.

Roman: Well, I hope that you're getting a big kick out of this.

Hope: Roman, we're sorry. We're sorry. What can we do to help?

Roman: Okay, all right. Hope, it would be very nice to know what to say to her.

Hope: Okay, first off, how do you feel about her? How do you feel about Anna?

Roman: You know what? That happens to be a very good question. And I guess -- I guess that I haven't really thought about her for a while. Carrie would mention her name from time to time, but other than that --

Hope: You're avoiding the question.

Roman: I -- what the hell am I gonna say, all right? I don't know how I feel about --

Hope: Yes, you do! You know! You just don't want to admit it.

Sami: Uh, Dr. Jacobs said that I have to keep a strict exercise regimen.

Lucas: Wait a minute now. This isn't boot camp. Taking off one day isn't gonna hurt nothing.

Sami: Lucas, I already skipped yesterday, actually.

Lucas: I think you need to just give your body a break, a little rest, maybe.

Sami: No. No, you don't understand. I mean, I know myself. If I skip a day, I'll end up gaining 70 pounds, and I'll never be able to lose it.

Lucas: Well, maybe you could stand to put on a few pounds. How about that?

Sami: Oh, please. I'm not buying that for a second. Besides, I'm carrying twins. It's gonna be twice as hard for me to gain the weight.

Lucas: Stop, baby, you look gorgeous.

Sami: Because I have been working out.

Lucas: Fine. Just don't put any strain on the babies, all right? Take it easy.

Sami: Lucas, would you stop stressing about it? Dr. Jacobs recommended this. It's a pregnancy yoga DVD, and I think it'll be fine.

Lucas: All right. Let me see it for a sec.

Sami: Wait. Hey!

Lucas: What? What, I have it. You don't like that. What's wrong? Is something up with you?

Sami: I just want it back.

Lucas: I want to see. I want to see what's so appealing, more appealing than I am. This thing? Come on.

E.J.: I want nothing more than for this child to be raised a DiMera, but there's not a bloody chance Samantha's gonna allow that to happen, not unless she's given something in return.

Stefano: Well, then, what do you have in mind?

E.J.: We need to end this war with the Bradys.

Stefano: Well, I already made a proposal to Samantha. Now, if she truly wants to end this vendetta, she divorces this idiot Lucas Roberts and marries you.

E.J.: Yes, but, unfortunately, she's already turned that offer down. I think we need to present her with something more favorable.

Tony: Oh, for God's sake, E.J. be a man, will you? Do you control the situation or does Samantha?

Hope: Okay. Okay. Here's what you have to ask yourself. When you're with Anna, do you feel something, sparks?

Roman: Yeah, there's definitely something there. I'm not sure I'd call it that, though.

Hope: All right, then let me ask you this. Do you feel guilty about what happened last night?

Roman: Yeah. Okay, yeah. Maybe a little bit, yeah.

Hope: Where do you think this guilt is coming from?

Bo: Stop with the Dr. Phil.

Hope: Don't insult me. Let's get real. Do you feel guilty because you gave into temptation, and maybe that's why you're trying to pull out of this?

Bo: Oh, that's what it is.

Hope: You stay out of this.

Bo: There it is in black and white.

Hope: Typical male attitude.

Bo: If he felt anything for her, he'd be over at the hotel.

Hope: Every relationship has grayness, Brady.

Bo: This is not a relationship.

Roman: Whoa, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm starting to think that you guys need help.

Hope: See, Roman, he's trying to tip things in his favor.

Bo: That's not true.

Roman: Damn it, I said stop! Stop, stop, stop, okay? Both of you are right.

Hope: We are?

Roman: Yeah.

Bo: How?

Roman: Anna drives me crazy. I mean, she's headstrong. She's brash. Hell, you could anchor a boat with that ego of hers.

Hope: But?

Roman: But on the other hand... she drives me crazy... if you know what I mean.

Shawn D.: So, then, you agree about moving out of Philip's house?

Belle: I do. I mean, it's not the best place for her, and I guess a part of me knew that all along. What?

Shawn D.: Nothing. I'm just -- I'm happy. I didn't think you were gonna go for it.

Belle: Well, I am gonna miss the pool, but...

Shawn D.: I'm gonna call my parents, and I'm gonna let them know that we're on our way.

Belle: No. I did not agree to that part.

Shawn D.: Look, Belle --

Belle: No, Shawn. The whole point of us moving out of Philip's house is so that we can focus on our own family.

Shawn D.: Well, unless you won the lottery, last time I checked, our bank accounts -- they're at zero.

Belle: I know that. But I really think we can figure something out.

Shawn D.: Actually, I didn't want to tell you this 'cause I wasn't sure how you were gonna react, but my dad offered to lend us some money.

Belle: No. We are old enough that we don't need to be relying on our parents.

Shawn D.: I'm all for that. But right now, we need some help. We need to get back on our feet. That's it.

Belle: And how are we gonna do that if we keep having our parents bail us out? Come on. That's not what you want. Is it?

Shawn D.: No, of course it's not.

Belle: Shawn, we're a team. Okay? You and I are gonna figure something out, something we can both live with.

Shawn D.: Okay.

Sami: I'm not in the mood. I'm feeling fat.

Lucas: You were in the mood a few minutes ago.

Sami: I changed my mind.

Lucas: Changed your mind because of E.J., right? Just come out and say it, Sami.

Sami: E.J.? I wasn't even thinking about E.J., but thanks for bringing him up.

Lucas: Fine, I'm sorry.

Sami: You should be sorry. Bringing E.J. up --

Lucas: Give me that back.

Sami: No, I-- give it back! [Knock on door]

Officer: Everything okay in there?

Lucas: Yes, everything's fine. Sorry about that.

Sami: Lucas, that is exactly what I'm talking about. We can't have sex because -- because there's no privacy.

Lucas: So what? They don't care.

Sami: I care!

Lucas: Oh, so we have to be celibate the whole time we're here? You expect me to do that with you? Come on, baby, that's torture. Don't do that to me.

Sami: [Laughs] Torture, huh? You ain't seen nothing yet.

Tony: You constantly amaze me, Elvis. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you didn't have a drop of DiMera blood in your veins.

E.J.: This is none of your business, Tony.

Tony: Do you believe this? This love-sick son of yours is willing to compromise generations of DiMera history for a woman, and a married one at that.

E.J.: Father, please. I'm trying to protect my children, my flesh, my blood.

Tony: Children.

Stefano: Apparently, Samantha is having twins.

E.J.: Twins, Tony. Twins that I do not want caught in the cross hairs of this war between the Bradys and the DiMeras.

Tony: You've really lost all sense of reality, haven't you?

E.J.: I beg your pardon?

Tony: Stop whining, E.J. For once in your life, just take charge.

E.J.: That's what I'm trying to do.

Tony: Then do it. If those children belong to you, take them. Just don't stand around like some pitiful eunuch.

E.J.: Hey, you watch your mouth, all right, or I'll shut it for you. You got that?

Tony: [Laughs] Yes, I got that.

Stefano: All right, quiet, the both of you, for God's sake! [Sighs] I don't want my sons at each other's throats all the time.

Shawn D.: Belle, we're gonna find a way to work this out.

Belle: I know. I love you so much.

Shawn D.: I love you, too. Listen, I -- when my parents made that offer, I wasn't thinking about your feelings. I just saw it as a ticket to get out of Philip's.

Belle: I know. I know it's easy to blame Philip for everything, but it's really not his fault. He can't help the fact that Claire thinks of him as her dad.

Shawn D.: Yeah, I know. She's confused.

Belle: And, to be honest, I think he really feels guilty about it.

Shawn D.: Yeah, I doubt that.

Belle: Well, I kind of feel sorry for him. I mean, he's a really good guy, and I really want him to be happy.

Shawn D.: And Claire makes him happy. Look, just because we're moving out of his house doesn't mean that he's never gonna see Claire again. I just think that we need to start looking out for ourselves as a family.

Belle: I know we do.

Shawn D.: And I think that Claire, she needs to start waking up and seeing the same faces every day, the same walls, the same backyard, and realize that, that is her home and that we are her parents, nobody else.

Bo: So, are you interested in Anna?

Roman: I didn't say that.

Hope: No, not in so many words, but I think it's pretty obvious.

Roman: Okay. All right, all right. Don't go spreading it around, okay? Last thing I need is everybody at the station on my case, and that includes you.

Hope: Roman, Roman, come on. There's nothing to be ashamed of. You had a moment. It's sweet.

Bo: Sweet? He doesn't want to hear that.

Roman: Look, bottom line -- I'm a single guy. I've been working my butt off the last few months -- no time for a personal life. A beautiful woman comes to town, shows an interest -- what the hell? Hard to say no.

Hope: Sorry, but I think there's more to it than that. You know what I think? I think that it probably felt familiar, comfortable. I think that, um, she made you feel young again.

Bo: Ouch. Definitely didn't want to hear that.

Hope: That's not how I meant it. I didn't mean it like that. What I meant was she made you feel special. She did, didn't she?

Roman: Yeah, yeah. Okay, she made me feel special. How's that, Hope? She made me feel special.

Bo: Now look who's trying to tilt things.

Roman: What's going on? Wait. Whoa. What's going on with you two? I mean, it's like you got a personal stake in this.

Hope: No. It's just we care about you. We want to see you happy.

Roman: All right, okay, whatever, all right? It's not a big deal anyway. I'm sure Anna is on the phone as we speak, discussing my shortcomings with whatever girlfriends she has. But, uh, I doubt it. [Doorbell rings]

Bo: [Laughs]

Hope: Roman. I'll get that.

Roman: [Laughs]

Hope: Ooh, Anna. Hi. Uh, please, uh, come in.

Anna: Hope, I am so sorry about last night. It -- oh. Well, look who's here. [Chuckles] And all this time, I thought you were in the hotel restaurant buying me breakfast in bed.

Bo: Uh, well, you should know that Roman has a tendency to disappear every now and then. It's, um... it's one of his... shortcomings.

Anna: [Chuckles]

Anna: I guess this is really awkward for you, Roman.

Roman: Not really, Anna. I'm just, uh, surprised to see you here. That's all.

Anna: Yeah. Well, I figured you couldn't wait to bend Bo's ear after last night, and I hope you had the good sense to tell your brother what a jackass he was for leaving me this morning.

Hope: Believe me, he knows.

Roman: Yes, I do. And I am very sorry about that. Something came up at work. I just had to leave.

Anna: Oh, yes, of course. And it never crossed your mind to leave me a note or to call or, heck, you could have just woken me up, you know.

Hope: Would you like a little privacy, maybe?

Anna: Oh, no, no. I'd rather humiliate him in front of an audience.

Bo: Fine with me.

Roman: You're not gonna forgive me for this, are you?

Anna: Well, we could go back to my hotel room and start this day over and see what happens then.

Roman: What are you trying to say?

Anna: Well, follow me out of here, and I'll show you.

Bo: [Clears throat]

Anna: Come on, let's go.

Hope: Be safe.

Bo: You two kids have fun. Whew. He's got his hands full, doesn't he?

Hope: Oh, yeah. You can say that again. Looks like you're gonna have your hands pretty full, too, for the next six months, Brady.

Bo: What are you talking about?

Hope: Our bet.

Bo: Our what?

Hope: You forgot? How could you forget? I won. You're on dirty diaper duty till Christmas.

Belle: We got our work cut out for us.

Shawn D.: Yeah, I guess so. But if we're gonna make it on our own, we got to have some sort of a plan, Belle.

Belle: I know. Definitely.

Shawn D.: Any ideas? [Cellphone rings] It's Ohio.

Belle: Who's in Ohio?

Shawn D.: Stephanie doesn't live there anymore. Hello.

Philip: So... did you guys decide? Are you gonna move in with Bo and Hope?

Belle: I think I talked him out of that.

Philip: Where are you gonna go?

Belle: No decisions yet, but if that phone call is about the job, then I think we might be able to afFord a place of our own.

Lucas: Oh, honey. You're doing this to me on purpose, aren't you?

Sami: [Laughs] I'm trying to concentrate.

Lucas: "Trying to concentrate." I can't concentrate on anything. I'm gonna read the bible. Okay, nope. Oh, that's so it. That's it. I can't take this anymore. Oh.

Sami: Lucas, I cannot concentrate with you doing that. I'm trying to breathe.

Lucas: Well, you're killing me here. Come on. That's not fair.

Sami: Shh.

Lucas: You know what, honey? I think that you're putting your weight a little too far forward.

Sami: What? Shut up.

Lucas: What? You don't look a thing like the lady on the DVD. She's doing it right, I think. She's a lot more flexible than you, maybe.

Sami: Lucas.

Lucas: What? What? Now who's tortured, huh?

Tony: Someone has to look after this family, and it's not gonna be E.J. Here. He's too absorbed with Samantha and her family.

E.J.: There's a set of twins that are about to come into this world, and I take my responsibility as a father very seriously.

Tony: Well, no matter what role you're gonna be playing as a father, it does not alter the fact that the mother of these children comes from a long line of Bradys.

E.J.: What does that matter, huh? This war between us and the Bradys, it's gone on and on. Where has it got us? We need to end it. You understand me?

Tony: It seems to me that you're also in bed with the entire Brady clan, not just Samantha Brady.

E.J.: You watch your tongue, all right?

Stefano: Damn it to hell. The two -- you --

E.J.: Father, you okay? I'll get help.

Tony: Get --

E.J.: I got it.

Tony: Father, can you hear me? Damn it. Rolf!

E.J.: He just collapsed, and we don't know what happened.

Shawn D.: That sounds great. Yeah.

Belle: You know, if Shawn gets a job out of this, it's gonna be thanks to you.

Philip: Hey, what are friends for?

Belle: You're a lot more than a friend, Philip. I hope it's good news.

Shawn D.: Okay, that was the weirdest thing.

Belle: What?

Shawn D.: Some company from Cleveland just called me and said they got a job they wanted me to interview for.

Belle: That's terrific.

Philip: That is great news.

Shawn D.: The strange thing is, I don't ever remember turning in a résumé to them.

Belle: How'd they get your name?

Shawn D.: Must have been through Max and one of his racing buddies, I guess.

Belle: So, tell us about the job. You said it's in Cleveland.

Shawn D.: No, that's where their office is, but they said that I get to continue living here in Salem, but I'm gonna be traveling quite a bit. I'm gonna be selling auto parts to different mechanics and different shops.

Belle: That sounds perfect. So did you get an interview?

Shawn D.: Yeah, he said it's tomorrow.

Belle: It's the 4th of July.

Shawn D.: I know. They said that they have a company picnic they have every year they wanted me to come to.

Belle: That's really fast.

Shawn D.: You know, I'm gonna call them back. I'm gonna call them back and I'm gonna ask them if you can come, too.

Hope: Do you want to hear the bet? If you're right, you're in complete charge of our evenings for one month -- one month.

Bo: Complete charge? You mean --

Hope: I mean at your command. Don't push it, Brady.

Bo: Okay. If you win? Not that, that's gonna happen.

Hope: What you will have to do is change diapers till Christmas.

Bo: Change diapers?

Hope: Yes.

Hope: Whoo.

Bo: I don't know how you came up with this. You did not win any bet.

Hope: Try not to put a diaper on backwards, would you? You do that sometimes.

Bo: Would you wait one stinking minute? My brother is not in love with Anna.

Hope: I didn't say anything about love. I said he was crazy about her.

Bo: He can't stand to be in the same room with her. What are you talking about?

Hope: Bo, he slept with her. I think that's a pretty good indicator, Brady.

Bo: Look, this whole bet thing here, it's null and void. We did not sign anything.

Hope: We had a verbal agreement. All right, you know what? Forget it. You're right. I'll just call Uncle Mickey, see what he has to say about it.

Bo: You're like a dog with a bone here.

Hope: You just met me? Don't forget the butt paste. I don't want Ciara to get a terrible rash.

Bo: Hey. You think you're smarter than me, don't you?

Hope: Well, I think I have, um -- I'm more in tune with people's feelings than you, but, then again, you're a guy. Can't help it.

Bo: S-- okay, smarty-pants. What am I feeling now?

Hope: Well, I guess I'd say excited... to be changing lots of dirty, stinky diapers.

Sami: [Exhales sharply]

Lucas: Almost. Come on. You can do it. It's not that difficult.

Sami: Oh, please. You try it.

Lucas: Well, real men don't do yoga, honey.

Sami: [Laughs] Ow! [Laughs]

Lucas: No giving up. You're not done yet. Come on. Don't cut your workout short, miss I-want-to-work-out-all-the- time.

Sami: Ow!

Lucas: Aha! You see that? That's karma. Come here. Sit down.

Sami: What? What are you up to?

Lucas: Right here hurts?

Sami: Yeah.

Lucas: Your rotator, honey?

Sami: Maybe a little.

Lucas: Does that feel better?

Sami: Yeah, it feels great.

Lucas: It does?

Sami: Yeah.

Tony: How is he?

Dr. Rolf: Uh... I'm afraid he's taken a turn for the worse. Stefano needs those stem cells. His condition is deteriorating rapidly. I'm afraid that if this continues much longer --

Tony: Don't even say it.

E.J.: Look, can we see him, please?

Dr. Rolf: Of course.

E.J.: This is your fault.

Tony: Don't you start with me.

E.J.: If you hadn't been whispering your evil nonsense into his ear, we wouldn't be in this position in the first place.

Tony: Father, how are you feeling?

Stefano: Uh, I've had better days.

E.J.: Hey... you look okay. [Laughs] Listen, Father. We need these stem cells from Samantha. I need you to make a deal. Please.

Stefano: All right. Get Samantha.

E.J.: Thank you. You made the right decision.

Tony: Now, what was that all about?

Stefano: Oh, boy. I'm afraid that you were right about Elvis all along.

Hope: You know, you've always been such a bad, sore loser.

Bo: What are you -- hey, I'm not -- look... you cheated.

Hope: Huh? I didn't cheat. What are you talking about? I won fair and square. You're just too thickheaded to admit it, Brady.

Bo: Why would I admit to something that isn't true? Roman hates...

Hope: You know what?

Bo: What?

Hope: I think I know a way to get you to fess up.

Bo: Yeah, right. What's that?

Hope: Maybe a little bit of this and a little bit of that and a whole lot of this. [Laughter] Come on. Admit it. I was right. You were wrong. Say it! Out loud!

Bo: I was right. You were wrong. Okay. You were right, and I was wrong.

Hope: That was a little too easy.

Bo: So... what's the deal again, hmm? A week of dirty diapers?

Hope: Six months, Brady! Nice try, though. Of course, unless you get her potty trained before then.

Bo: Hey, I bet I can do it.

Hope: Looks like you're gonna have a pretty busy day tomorrow. And don't you dare try passing that responsibility off on anyone else 'cause I will find out.

Bo: Yes, I know you will. Our 4th of July party is gonna be great.

Hope: Hortons and Bradys. This is gonna be our year. I can feel it.

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Hope: Boy, have we been challenged.

Bo: Especially Shawn and Belle.

Hope: If anyone deserves a break...

Bo: They do.

Hope: ...It's definitely them. Mmm.

Philip: Look, Shawn, I don't think it's a good idea for you to take Belle with you.

Shawn D.: Why not?

Philip: I know how these front-office types work. They're gonna be watching you, seeing how you interact with other people. And no offence to Belle or anything, but she might be a distraction.

Belle: Yeah, you don't need to worry about me. It's only for a day, right?

Shawn D.: All right. Okay. Make no waves.

Belle: You're gonna be great.

Shawn D.: All right, I got to go to my parents' house, got to grab my one decent suit, pack my bags, get my ticket, and maybe rent a car.

Philip: Don't worry about that. They'll pick you up.

Shawn D.: How do you know that?

Philip: It's good business. The driver will probably have your name in one of those signs -- "S. Brady." Look, you're famous.

Belle: They're gonna love you.

Shawn D.: While I'm gone, you should probably start packing up some stuff.

Belle: Packing?

Shawn D.: I figure when I get back, we can start moving out.

Hope: Listen. Listen. Do you hear it? Did you hear that?

Bo: I don't hear anything.

Hope: Yeah, yeah, I know. Isn't it wonderful?

Bo: [Laughs] Yeah, well, enjoy it while you can 'cause tomorrow it's gonna be a zoo around here.

Hope: I know -- all those generations of Hortons and Bradys all in the same place.

Bo: It doesn't happen very often.

Hope: Mnh-mnh. It'd be quite a picture, wouldn't it?

Bo: Good idea. We should take a picture. You know what? I'll get Greco from work to do it.

Hope: Wait a minute.

Bo: What?

Hope: Greco, the guy who takes pictures of corpses?

Bo: Crime scenes not cor-- look, he also takes pictures of weddings and stuff. I've seen his work. It's pretty damn good. I'll give him a holler, see if he's available. [Ciara crying] Hope, I -- just -- I got to make this call.

Hope: Five minutes won't make a difference. Better hustle. Your daughter needs you. Don't forget the --

Bo: Butt paste. I know.

Shawn D.: You knew this was coming, Philip. We weren't gonna stay with you forever.

Belle: Well, we have to have somewhere to live.

Shawn D.: Look, Belle, we've got a lot to work out. We've got to do this. We can't keep putting it off.

Belle: You're right. It'll be best for all of us. [Cellphone rings] I know what this is. Oh, gosh. I totally forgot. I have a play date with Katie and Claire. I got to go.

Shawn D.: All right, Belle, tell Claire that I said to have a good time.

Belle: I will. I love you.

Shawn D.: Love you, too.

Belle: Bye.

Philip: Well, looks like you got your way.

Shawn D.: It was a mutual decision, Philip. It's nothing personal.

Philip: Yeah, right.

Stefano: [Sighs] I'm afraid that Elvis is... too emotionally involved with Samantha. It is clouding his judgment.

Tony: I agree. It's a liability. I think the best idea would be presenting him a one-way ticket back to England.

Stefano: No, no, no. Not just yet. What the boy simply needs is to learn a few lessons. How would you like to be the one to teach him his first one?

Tony: Oh. That would be my pleasure. What did you have in mind?

Stefano: As you know, the DiMeras bow to no one. And I think that Elvis should be made aware of that.

Tony: Of course.

Stefano: I refuse to beg for those stem cells from anyone, least of all a Brady. I'd sooner die.

Tony: You know, I've tried to make him aware of this whole situation, but, of course, he just won't hear it.

Stefano: Well, we'll just let him run around in circles for a while, but, in the meantime, we must connect with Samantha. I don't care how you do it. Just make sure that you bring her to me.

Tony: Done, Father.

Stefano: Good. [Door opens] [Door closes]

Lucas: Mmm.

Sami: Oh, my God! That's what I'm talking about! They can hear -- the cops, they can hear everything.

Lucas: All right, so just don't make any noise, okay? Be quiet.

Sami: Are you kidding me right now? You know I couldn't do that.

Lucas: All right. Fine. We'll cover their ears. Your IPOD. Your IPOD's perfect.

Sami: IPOD?

Lucas: Come on. Or, better yet -- I got an idea.

Sami: Okay. Now you're talking.

Lucas: Turn this on. Turn this up.

Sami: Good idea. [Music plays] Okay. Wait, turn it up.

Lucas: Louder? More? You sure?

Sami: Yeah. On the midnight highway [Gunfire] Don't! Don't! Don't do it! [Screams]

Sami: Lucas. [Gunshot, door opens] [Screams]

Man: Get on the ground now!

Lucas: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Bo: I know panic when I hear it in somebody's voice. What's up with Mimi?

Philip: You are not helping him, Bo.

Bo: Neither are you.

Jett: Have you ever felt like the one you're crazy about just isn't feeling the same way about you?

Jeremy: Can I have that kiss, lady? Hey, can't you see I'm busy?

Steve: I think it's time you and me had a little talk.

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