Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 2/14/07 - Canada; Thursday 2/15/07 - U.S.A.


Provided By Eric
Proofread By Niki

Lucas: Ooh. Ooh.

Sami: So, was it good for you?

Lucas: Was it good?

Sami: [Laughs]

Lucas: Baby, it's always good. So good we got to start printing up those wedding invitations pretty soon.

Sami: Lucas, I'm scared.

Lucas: Why? You think the printer's gonna mess up or what?

Sami: Would you stop it? No. You know I'm scared about my curse.

Lucas: We went over that, honey. You're not gonna worry about that stuff anymore, remember?

Sami: I'm trying. I'm really trying.

Lucas: Well, look, I got the perfect thing -- the one thing that gets rid of curses. It's a kiss from a handsome prince like me. Do you feel that? The curse just left. No more. It's gone. I promise.

Sami: Honey, you can't promise me that, not when your mom is gonna be in the church.

Lucas: So, then, we don't invite her. Just invite Billie. That's all the family I need. I'm good.

Sami: Well, thanks, but I don't even think Billie's gonna want to come. I mean, she's kind of mad at me after trying to warn her about E.J.

Lucas: She's mad at me, too. I tried to warn her myself. I tried to tell her once E.J. Has something on you, that's it. He never lets go.

Billie: [Sighs] Great. The fun just keeps on a-comin'. [Knock on door] Oh. E.J. hi. Tell me you're here to tell me I've won the lottery.

E.J.: Actually, I came by to talk to you about your home-security idea.

Billie: Ahh. Figured out it's gonna be a disaster, right?

E.J.: No, just the opposite. I did the numbers, and I think that if we buy in bulk -- this sounds like the last thing you want to talk about right now.

Billie: I've been evicted.

E.J.: How? I thought this was Lucas' place.

Billie: Lucas leases from Victor, and Victor wants me out -- end of the month. I finally thought I'd found a permanent home.

E.J.: I'm sorry. It's difficult moving around a lot. It must take its toll.

Billie: Yeah, it does, especially on Chelsea. She needs stability, and that is the last thing I seem to be able to give her.

Bo: Hey, come on in. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's gonna be okay.

Chelsea: Not this time.

Hope: Chelsea.

Chelsea: Hope, I know that you probably don't want me here, but I'm just not ready to talk about it with my mom and my friends yet. I mean, they all warned me. Why does this always happen to me? How could Nick do this to me?

Bo: Nick? I thought he was your friend.

Chelsea: Yeah, so did I. It turns out that, that guy I was talking to on the internet, he isn't real. It was Nick all along. He lied to me. How awful can awful get, right?

Nick: Damn it, Nick. Focus.

Dr. Robert: You wanted to see me?

Nick: Oh. Dr. Robert, did a really beautiful, dark-haired, crazy girl jump into your arms recently and start making out with you?

Dr. Robert: You mean this beautiful, dark-haired, crazy girl on your computer?

Nick: Yeah. That's the one. So, you know that she thinks that you're --

Dr. Robert: Dr. Shane Patton. Yeah.

Nick: I figured I might as well tell you everything. You can fire me. I'll clean out my desk.

Dr. Robert: Don't bother, Nick. My reputation got quite a boost with all the nurses thanks to your cute friend, so no harm done.

Nick: That's what you think.

Philip: Well? What are you waiting for, captain? The court gave me custody. Let's do our duty, all right? Give me my baby.

Shawn D.: I am warning you, Philip. If you touch my daughter, I am gonna throw your sorry butt overboard. Just try me.

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

Philip: All the trouble you're in, all these witnesses, you're gonna threaten me?

Kendrick: That's enough, all of you.

Philip: Excuse me?

Kendrick: I plan to check every one of your stories before I do anything.

Belle: You've already checked our passports. What else do you want?

Philip: Isn't that a waste of time, captain? Theirs are forgeries. Ours are not. The court order is very clear about who the child belongs to.

Shawn D.: Exactly. You got what you paid for. Speaking of getting paid, Willow, how much did you charge Philip for this little trip here?

Willow: Oh, it was a freebie. I just wanted to see the look on your faces when they take your kid away.

Belle: You're gonna be disappointed, you cheap little bitch, because she's staying with us.

Kendrick: Either you all keep things civil, or I'll see the four of you in the brig. Is that clear? I'll be right back as soon as I check these.

Philip: The second we're back on land, Brady --

Shawn D.: Hey. Civil, remember?

Philip: Fine...for now. I'd like to talk with you privately, if you don't mind.

Shawn D.: Not a chance.

Belle: It's okay. I'm not afraid to talk to him.

Shawn D.: But I am afraid. I'm afraid for you.

Belle: Don't be. I'll be okay, really.

Shawn D.: Okay. I'm gonna be right outside if you need me, all right?

Belle: Okay.

Shawn D.: Just call.

Willow: Let go.

Shawn D.: Let's go. Come on.

Willow: Let go of me. Ugh.

Shawn D.: Ugh.

Philip: Well... alone at last.

Bo: So, Nick wrote those e-mails? He's your Lonely Splicer?

Chelsea: Yeah. Dr. Shane Patton doesn't exist. Nick made him up.

Hope: But I thought you had a picture of him.

Chelsea: I do. Nick sent that to me, too. Apparently, it was a picture of his boss. Can you believe that?

Bo: Oh, boy.

Chelsea: And you can imagine how great it felt when I went to the hospital and I ran into his boss today and I just jumped into his arms and started making out with him. I don't know. Maybe this is just payback for all the bad things that I've done to everybody else. It just hurts. It really hurts.

E.J.: Thank you for the tea.

Billie: Thank you for listening to me complain.

E.J.: Are you sure there's nothing that can be done about your living arrangements -- nothing that Lucas can do, for instance?

Billie: Lucas and Victor aren't even talking right now. What could Lucas possibly do?

E.J.: You never know until you ask...or someone asks.

Billie: What do you mean, someone? No, no, no, no, no. E.J., what are you doing? E.J., come back! [Door closes]

Lucas: There's one thing I know about E.J.

Sami: Please, let's not talk about E.J. But if I remember correctly, you have a great way of distracting me.

Lucas: I think I might be able to do that. Yeah. [Knock on door] Is that your heart beating?

Sami: Stop it. It's not.

Lucas: I don't want to get the door again. Who is this? I'll be right back, all right? I'll get it.

Sami: You almost did.

Lucas: Who says I won't?

Sami: [Laughs]

Lucas: Payback.

E.J.: Lucas, I'm glad you're here, actually.

Lucas: Just because you live across the hall doesn't mean you can come in every five minutes.

E.J.: Well, your sister's upset. I thought you would want to know.

Lucas: Why? What did you do to her?

E.J.: Cute. I didn't do anything. She's been evicted by Victor.

Lucas: Great, I thought he'd let that slide. Damn it.

Sami: Lucas, maybe you should go talk to her, you know, see if she's okay.

Lucas: Sure you're gonna be okay?

Sami: Yeah, of course.

Lucas: Okay, well, don't overstay your welcome, all right? Make sure you close the door on your way out.

E.J.: Yes, I'll make sure I do that...

Sami: Tell her I say hi.

E.J.: ...Just as soon as I leave.

Sami: If you didn't get the hint, you're supposed to leave now.

E.J.: What hint was that?

Sami: E.J., don't.

E.J.: Don't, huh? Don't what? I'm sure the last thing you ought to be is rude, especially since you know how much I've pined for you, Samantha. Come on. Valentine's Day, hmm?

Sami: Stop it.

E.J.: Can't we at least have a conciliatory drink? Can we not do at least that?

Chelsea: God, I can't believe how much time I wasted just drooling over that picture of him and thinking what our lives would be like once we met. So dumb.

Bo: I wouldn't say dumb.

Chelsea: No? Then what? Um, idiotic? Pathetic? I guess it serves me right for putting that picture of you and mom on the internet. It's kind of funny how I end up getting hurt by a picture the same way I hurt other people.

Hope: It's funny how life works that way.

Chelsea: I really am sorry about that. I mean, when I think about the kind of miserable pain that I -- [Telephone rings]

Bo: Hold that thought.

Chelsea: Do I have to?

Bo: Brady.

Roman: Yeah, this is Roman. I need you down at the station. Something you got to

Bo: Okay. I'm on my way.

Hope: What's going on?

Bo: It's Roman. I got to get down to the station. I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.

Chelsea: I understand. I've already taken up enough of your time --

Hope: Why don't you stay till your dad gets back? I'm sure he won't be too long, and I could use some help getting through half a gallon of chocolate fudge brownie.

Chelsea: You mean it? You don't mind if I hang around?

Bo: What are you waiting for? Go grab a spoon. I won't be gone too long. Don't eat all of that ice cream, okay?

Hope: Well, better hurry.

Lucas: Look, I'm sorry, all right? We'll find a place for you and Chelsea to be comfortable, but in the meantime, I really want you to take some money for me, okay?

Billie: No, Lucas.

Lucas: Take a little bit.

Billie: Come on. Stop it.

Lucas: Here.

Billie: Listen. No. The one thing I have learned is that you make your own luck. And if mine's been lousy lately, it's time for me to turn it around. I need to be more independent. I need to set an example for Chelsea.

Lucas: Where are you planning to start?

Billie: I have decided to take E.J. up on his offer to go into business with him.

Lucas: No, you're not doing that. What are you, nuts? No way.

Sami: I don't think you and I having a drink together is such a good idea, Elvis.

E.J.: Oh, come on, now, girl. Would you not have one little cocktail? Go on. We've got so much to celebrate. Lucas has got a new job. You're getting married.

Sami: Lucas asked you to leave.

E.J.: He did. Well, I guess we'll just not have to tell him about this. Nothing new there, eh?

Sami: Here's the thing -- I don't even keep alcohol in the house anymore.

E.J.: Oh, yeah, I remember. Your old man likes his booze a little too much, eh? [Chuckles] Don't worry. I have something wonderful on ice at home. Give me a moment. I'll go and grab it.

Sami: I wish you wouldn't.

E.J.: Sorry, you wish I wouldn't what?

Sami: Go to so much trouble.

E.J.: Samantha, I love trouble -- one of the reasons I like you so much.

Belle: I don't know what you could possibly have to say that you haven't said already.

Philip: Trust me.

Belle: I don't think so. Never again.

Philip: Belle, I'd like to hold Claire. Please. You know I can't go anywhere. You know Shawn's right outside. Can't you give me that much? I just want to feel her in my arms again. Please.

Belle: Here.

Philip: Hey. Hey, little girl. You remember your dad?

Belle: She remembers you.

Philip: I'll never go away, Claire -- never again. I missed you so much. I can't tell you. I don't know how.

Belle: So sad.

Philip: What?

Belle: All of this -- all this fighting. Philip, I never wanted this.

Philip: It's not what I want, either. So, maybe we should just forgive one another.

Belle: Are you serious?

Philip: I'm willing if you are. Forgive and forget? It's what's best for Claire, and we both want to put her first. So what do you say, Belle? Why don't we take our little girl home?

Belle: What?

Philip: Together. Our daughter, Belle. What do you say?

Shawn D.: Which one of your little tricks did you use to work Philip?

Willow: Phil isn't like you, Shawn. He's not the kind of guy you can trick. Besides, I didn't have to. He honestly feels what you only pretended to. Ask him if he hasn't already moved my stuff in.

Shawn D.: With him? You're living in the mansion?

Willow: Yeah, it's a pretty posh crib, isn't it? And Victor -- such an old sweetie. Phil is the most amazing, caring man a woman could ask for.

Shawn D.: Phil -- he wouldn't give a hooker like you the time of day unless there was something in it for himself. He's working an angle, Willow, and you're part of it. So, why don't you tell me what's really going on here?

Willow: All right. I'm pregnant. And Philip says he wants to take care of me and my baby, so what do you think about that?

Chelsea: You're being really nice, and I know I don't deserve it, but...

Hope: But what?

Chelsea: But I guess I kind of just always wished that maybe one day you may sort of kind of forgive me a little. I mean, I know that it's crazy.

Hope: Not so crazy.

Chelsea: What?

Hope: Actually, I think I already have forgiven you.

Bo: Hey, man. What's so important it couldn't wait?

Roman: Well, the D.A. just got back from three days upstate at the prison with Patrick Lockhart. She was hoping to scare him into a statement against E.J. It's the only way we can build a case strong enough against him.

Bo: Did it work? Did he give Wells up?

E.J.: I think you'll find this sly little pick-me-up rather fun and fizzy. Remind you of anyone?

Sami: You know what? I am through playing games with you.

E.J.: Well, I rather doubt that, Samantha.

Sami: I say we get one thing straight. You forced me to have sex with you to save Lucas' life, and then you forced me to lie about it afterwards because if you hadn't, I would have told everybody what happened. And then you would be sitting in jail, where, if I'm not mistaken, champagne is on very short supply.

E.J.: It's interesting, isn't it, how we're all so dependent on each other for our future well-being? Why don't we drink to that, hmm? And let's drink to you and Lucas and your future happiness. Something wrong? I just couldn't help but notice that you haven't been drinking at all lately, Samantha. Is there a reason for that, something you might want to share with a close friend?

Belle: I can't believe it.

Philip: That I would forgive you?

Belle: No, that you would think that I would ever go home with you again. The last time we talked, Philip, what did you call me? You called me the queen of deception, that you lost all respect for me.

Philip: I said a lot of things I didn't mean. You've made choices I don't agree with, Belle, but that doesn't change how I really see you deep down. You're still the kind, beautiful woman you've always been.

Belle: I just don't understand you. I thought I did, and I don't.

Philip: I haven't changed.

Belle: Of course you have, Philip. Look at you.

Philip: That's what I'm trying to get you to see. Belle, no matter what's happened, inside, I'm the same. What I feel hasn't changed at all. I'm still in love with you.

Shawn D.: [Laughing]

Willow: This isn't funny.

Shawn D.: Oh, God. Sure it is. You tried to pull the same stunt on me. I'm surprised Philip fell for it. You're no more pregnant than I am.

Willow: Oh, no? Well, what is this, then? I swallowed a basketball?

Shawn D.: How long?

Willow: My second trimester.

Shawn D.: So, who's the unlucky father?

Willow: You, Shawn. This is your little basketball.

Philip: There you go, sweetheart. Close your eyes.

Belle: Philip, we've already talked about all of this.

Philip: I know you don't feel the same way I do, Belle. That's fine. You don't have to love me back.

Belle: Then what is it you want?

Philip: A commitment to Claire -- to her future and her happiness. She'll have it all, but if you're not around, what's it worth?

Belle: Wait, now you're making it sound like I'm not gonna be a part of her life if I'm not with you?

Philip: Well, after what you and Shawn have done, the court's not gonna change its mind. I've got sole custody. You and Shawn will be lucky to get 5 or 10 minutes of visitation a month. After Victor's lawyers are done with this --

Belle: I get it. I get it. This is blackmail. I come back to our marriage or I lose my daughter?

Philip: That's not blackmail.

Belle: Well, it's not love. God, you are a sick man.

Philip: Shut up. Your opinion's not worth --

Belle: Not worth what, what you're worth? Maybe not. God, it really is sad. After serving your country so bravely, you come home so unbalanced. My poor, shell-shocked ex-husband with your mental and emotional problems and your violent tendencies, too. Do you think the judge might want to hear that testimony?

Philip: If you think you can --

Belle: I am so done talking about this with you. You are not getting me, and you will never get Claire. Deal with it.

Shawn D.: You're lying.

Willow: Ask yourself, Shawn, why would Philip waste his time keeping a whore like me around if this baby isn't yours? Just like you said -- there's got to be something in it for him. And here it is, padre.

Shawn D.: He's just gonna use this baby as a bargaining chip.

Willow: Bingo.

Shawn D.: To get Claire.

Willow: Philip needs a pawn, and here I am growing one for him. So, if he doesn't get Claire while we're on this boat, then junior here is his.

Shawn D.: Shut your lying mouth, Willow.

Billie: We've been through this, Lucas.

Lucas: No, we haven't been through it. I'm not gonna let you do this. I'm not letting you make a deal with the devil.

Billie: You made a deal with the devil. What's the difference?

Lucas: I can handle it.

Billie: Oh, and I can't?

Lucas: I don't know, Billie.

Billie: Listen, Lucas, I realize that I will be taking a big risk. But it's only people who take risks in this world that get ahead.

Lucas: Or you're gonna be a big loser. I'm telling you, you move too fast on this, you're gonna regret it. It's dangerous. It's gonna be bad. With E.J. Wells involved, you never know how bad it's gonna be.

E.J.: I can't think of any reason why you wouldn't want to savor a glass of champagne, Samantha, unless -- unless maybe you're --

Sami: My fiancé doesn't drink, so I've lost the taste for it.

E.J.: Or maybe --

Sami: Maybe it's time you left.

E.J.: Before we have our toast? It's bad luck not to follow through, Samantha.

Sami: I can toast just as easily with juice.

E.J.: So much for plan "A." Plan "B," then. Let's see if we can't find some evidence of you being --

Sami: What the hell are you doing?

E.J.: I'm looking for some matches, my dear.

Sami: Matches?

E.J.: Yes, I have these rather fabulous cigars sent from Cuba via Montréal.

Sami: I don't allow smoking in my apartment for a number of reasons. Cheers. Mmm.

E.J.: Wow, somebody just couldn't be cheerier, could you?

Sami: No, I'm very cheery because now you can leave.

E.J.: Before I do, how about we have one more toast, okay? We've toasted you and Lucas and your happiness. Why don't we have a toast to your child? Here's to motherhood, eh?

Roman: Lockhart gave the D.A. a whole bookload of details about what he did.

Bo: Cool, so, Wells is going to prison, huh?

Roman: E.J.'s name didn't come up once.

Bo: What?

Roman: Yep, that's how afraid Lockhart is. He'll spend 10-plus years in prison, but he won't give up Stefano's son.

Bo: Damn it. We'll just have to figure another way.

Roman: In the meantime, why don't you check that confession out?

Bo: We got something juicy in here?

Roman: Page 218, line 17. But prepare yourself. Apparently Lockhart had somebody helping him that nobody knew about.

Bo: Okay, line 17. "Chelsea Benson was someone I called on to help me from time to time. She had a handle on Bo Brady, helped me with little things so I could keep ahead of the cops." Damn it.

Roman: Now, just take it easy.

Bo: Damn her.

Chelsea: I'm sorry. Could you repeat that again, please?

Hope: You still can't believe what you heard. But, Chelsea --

Chelsea: You forgive me? You really forgive me?

Hope: Not only do I forgive you...I need your forgiveness. I need to apologize to you.

Chelsea: To me?

Hope: Yeah.

Chelsea: For what? Hope, I'm the one who did something that nobody should ever be forgiven for.

Hope: God, I never thought it would end. I never thought that I would feel anything else ever again other than all that anger, that emptiness.

Chelsea: And I'm to blame.

Hope: And I did. I blamed you.

Chelsea: I deserved it. I'm no good. It's true.

Hope: No. Chelsea, the truth is, you'd lost the only real parents you'd ever known, and you were trying to find your way into a new life, a new family. And I should have opened my arms and welcomed you and tried harder, and I didn't do it. I couldn't. Instead, I just made everything worse for you. For that, I will always be sorry.

Chelsea: I guess we both have things that we're sorry for, huh?

Hope: I promise you, from now on, I will do everything I can to make a fresh start, if you're willing.

Chelsea: Of course I'm willing. For sure. I will try my hardest, Hope, I swear to you. [Ciara cries]

Hope: Ooh. Shh! It's okay, sweetheart. Mommy's here.

Chelsea: I'm sorry. I woke her up.

Hope: Look at my baby. Hi, sweet pea. It's okay. She'll settle right down. You're such a good girl, aren't you? Yes, you are. I think she just needs a little time getting used to her big sister's voice.

Chelsea: What?

Hope: Would you like to hold her?

Chelsea: Me?

Hope: Yes, you. Why not? That's what big sisters do, right? They take care of the little ones. Okay, beautiful. There you go.

Chelsea: Hey, there.

Hope: Yeah, just cradle her. It's okay. Yeah. It's okay. Hey, beautiful.

Chelsea: She's so cute and so small.

Hope: Talk to her. Tell her.

Chelsea: I'm your big sister. And I promise you I'm gonna do whatever I can to make you proud of me one day... and you too, Hope. I promise you. Thank you very much.

Lucas: One more thing.

Billie: Okay, all right, I heard you the first time. I know how you feel.

Lucas: I want you to move in with us.

Billie: Where are we gonna sleep, Lucas, the bathtub?

Lucas: Sure, if you want. There's plenty of room in the tub. It'll be fun. Come on. Sami needs a little girl time. She needs help planning the wedding.

Billie: What? Oh, Lucas, did you propose?

Lucas: You know I did. Don't I always? This time it's gonna be the last, I promise.

Billie: I know. I'm happy for you. Come here and give me a hug. Both you guys.

Lucas: This time it's gonna work. I know I keep saying that, but I mean it. This time it's gonna work. Nothing is gonna stand in our way.

E.J.: Something wrong, Samantha?

Sami: I don't know what you expect me to say. I don't -- I don't understand.

E.J.: Neither do I, frankly. I mean, I just asked you to toast your child.

Sami: My child.

E.J.: Your child -- Will.

Sami: Right. Well, all right. Whatever. Fine. Yes. Let's toast Will. Here's to Will.

E.J.: No, no, no, hold on a second. Who did you think I was talking about when I said you should toast your child?

Sami: I don't know what you're talking about. Lucas and I have one son -- one child. That's it.

E.J.: You sure about that? You don't have any plans. You're just getting married.

Sami: Lucas is gonna be coming back in a second, so I think you should go.

E.J.: I don't think there's any rush. You know, speaking of rushing, you and Lucas decided to get married awfully quickly, didn't you? I can't help but wonder if one of the reasons is possibly that you have a little bundle of joy coming.

Hope: Anyway, I set up a whole website of pictures of her. I'll have to show you -- Chelsea, are you all right?

Chelsea: Yeah. It's just you started talking about the website full of pictures, and I started thinking about Nick.

Hope: I saw the e-mails, and your dad told me how good they made you feel.

Chelsea: Yeah, they were amazing...and completely fake.

Hope: You know, I don't think they sounded fake at all. In fact, you know, maybe what you thought was a joke was a shy guy's way of trying to tell someone he really cares about what's in his heart.

Chelsea: No. Do you think?

Hope: Hey, nobody is trying to tell you, you have to feel the same way about Nick, but I'm not so sure all this anger is the right way to feel, either -- not about somebody who's trying to let you know how much he thinks of you.

Billie: Nick, hi.

Nick: Hi, Billie -- Ms. Reed, is Chelsea here?

Billie: No, sorry.

Lucas: What's going on? Is something wrong?

Nick: Um... just about everything.

Billie: Oh, no. What did she do now?

Nick: No, she didn't do anything. It's all my fault. Um... you know those e-mails that Chelsea's been getting?

Billie: Yeah. Yeah, the ones that she was very upset about. It was like some big joke.

Nick: Yeah, well, I'm the joke.

Billie: What?

Nick: I'm the one who sent Chelsea those e-mails and the picture of my boss, Dr. Robert.

Billie: What?!

Nick: I'm Dr. Shane Patton.

Billie: Oh, Nick, come here. What did you do?

Lucas: What's going on here? Someone tell me what's going on.

Nick: I pretended to be someone else so that she would like me -- somebody who doesn't even exist -- and... and she found out.

Lucas: Lousy trick, man.

Nick: It wasn't a trick. I meant every word I said to her. I'm crazy about her.

Billie: Nick, you should never have let it get this far.

Nick: I know that. I know. I just -- I tried so many times to tell her. I couldn't.

Billie: Oh, this is just great. This is great. She has been making real progress these last few months. Now who knows what she's gonna do.

Lucas: Calm down. What can I do to help?

Billie: There's nothing you can do to help. Until Chelsea turns up, it's out of our hands. Speaking of hands, you've been over here holding mine for about a half an hour now, so you should just go across the hall, say hello to the future Mrs. Roberts. She's probably feeling pretty lonely without you right now.

E.J.: I certainly didn't mean to pry.

Sami: Of course you did.

E.J.: No, I didn't. It's my Mediterranean roots. When it comes to family, bigger is better, and children, they bring such incredible joy, don't they?

Sami: Lucas and I are very happy with the way things are right now with us and Will. And for the record, we're not rushing into this marriage. We've been in love with each other for years.

E.J.: Oh, come on. It was only yesterday that you were engaged to -- what was his name? Uh...Dallas.

Sami: E.J., his name is Austin, and it was in the past. Everything is in the past.

E.J.: So, this rosy glow of yours, this is what, an optical illusion?

Sami: I'm not pregnant! Do you hear me? I am not pregnant. How many times do I have to tell you that?

E.J.: Until I am convinced.

Lucas: Maybe I should convince you. What's going on? What are you still doing here?

E.J.: Lucas, I'm actually very glad you're here. I was just asking Samantha if there was a possibility the two of you might be expecting.

Lucas: She said no, right? Yeah, she did. If you don't mind, I'd like a little time alone with my fiancé.

E.J.: Of course. I understand.

Lucas: Yeah, next time you feel like stopping by, don't.

E.J.: Samantha, it was a real pleasure, as always.

Sami: Lucas, he knows. E.J. -- he was here, and he was saying that he -- I think he must have heard something. Billie or Kate -- they must have said something to him.

Lucas: Just calm down, okay? If he knew, he would just come right out and say it. But he didn't. He's probably just fishing. Don't worry about it. We'll tell people when the time is right. Don't worry. Tonight is gonna be the first night of uninterrupted lovemaking for the rest of our lives.

Sami: Lucas, I love you.

Lucas: Come show me.

Sami: [Laughs]

E.J.: One way or another, Samantha, I'm gonna find out what I need to know. I always do.

Billie: Abby says that Chelsea hasn't called her either.

Nick: She won't answer her cellphone -- at least not to me. Billie, I'm kind of worried.

Billie: Yeah, me, too.

Nick: Do you think we should --

Billie: Yes, I think we should. We need to go find her.

Nick: All right, let's go.

Bo: What the hell, Chelsea? Just when I think you're getting your garbage together.

Hope: Bo, what's going on?

Bo: Lockhart. Did you think I wasn't gonna find out?

Chelsea: Find out?

Bo: All the time Lockhart was playing his sick, twisted little games, guess who was giving him information.

Chelsea: No, that is not true.

Bo: That's bull. I've got a signed, sworn statement right here saying you were involved.

Chelsea: Dad, I'm telling you, I didn't do this, but --

Bo: But nothing. You know what? I'm finished. No more excuses. No more forgiveness. You had your last chance a hell of a long time ago. I can't do it anymore. You're not my daughter.

Philip: All right, we're all here. Can we finally get this over with?

Kendrick: In time, Mr. Kiriakis, I'm sure we will. But for now, you have your custody papers, but I can't enforce them, and I won't.

Philip: What?

Shawn D.: [Chuckles] Tough luck, Philip.

Kendrick: However, the authorities might once we dock in Australia. That's their decision. And they're well aware of this situation. Once we set the gangplank down, they'll take the three of you into custody. You'll have to settle this with the American Consulate.

Philip: Excellent. My father knows half of Washington.

Shawn D.: So, what's gonna happen until we reach land?

Philip: Claire will stay with me.

Kendrick: Claire will stay right where she is, with her mother. The three of you are restricted to this cabin -- house arrest. I'll have the crew bring whatever the baby needs.

Belle: You're locking us in? Why? We can't go anywhere. That's not right.

Kendrick: Right or wrong, it's my ship, my choice.

Philip: You want to keep them in here, I'm gonna be put in the next cabin. Stuck on this scow all the way to Australia, I'm keeping an eye on that door, people, 24 hours a day.

Kendrick: Take the cabin across the hall. Satisfied?

Philip: Not yet, but don't worry, I will be. We're gonna settle this as soon as we get to port, so you might as well start kissing Claire goodbye for good.

Willow: Yeah.

Philip: Shut up, Willow.

Kendrick: We'll see that the three of you are as comfortable as we can manage until then.

Belle: Wait, captain.

Kendrick: I'm sorry.

[Door locks]

Belle: Oh, my God, Shawn. It's over. Once we get to Australia, they're gonna take Claire away. Philip's right. Victor knows half of Washington. We're gonna get to port, and Philip's gonna take Claire.

Shawn D.: No, he won't.

Belle: How do you know that? We can't do anything to stop them. What can we do?

Shawn D.: We're not getting off this ship in Australia. Don't ask me how yet, but you, me, and Claire, we are getting off this ship.

Bo: I want you out of my house. Don't ever come back.

Chelsea: Dad, please, I swear I didn't --

Bo: Get out of my house.

Billie: What are you saying, Nick?

Nick: I'm saying that secrets have a way of coming out.

Max: You're not the only one who had a crush.

Bo: You're the reason I'm willing to turn my back on Chelsea.

Hope: Then you haven't listened to anything I've said because that's not what I want.

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