Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 2/22/07 - Canada; Friday 2/23/07 - U.S.A.
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Dr. Rebert: Not a bad finish -- six seconds. Ready to learn?
Chelsea: About Calculus?
Dr. Rebert: About wine. Sip. So, what'd you taste?
Chelsea: Is that a trick question?
Dr. Rebert: No, no. See, a good wine is complex. There's a layer in the flavors. Try again. A hint of blackberry?
Chelsea: Sure, why not?
Dr. Rebert: Vanilla.
Chelsea: Mm-hmm.
Dr. Rebert: That woody taste -- where do you think that comes from?
Chelsea: Wood?
Dr. Rebert: Go to the front of the class. See, this wine was aged in an oak as opposed to a steel cask.
Chelsea: You can tell all of that from just a sip?
Dr. Rebert: Only if I'm inspired, and I truly am.
Chelsea: Maybe we should get to that calculus. I'm ready to learn what you want to teach me, Dr. Rebert.
Philip: I want the ship searched again.
Stratton: That would be the fourth time.
Philip: I don't care. We search it until we find my daughter.
Stratton: There's no point.
Philip: Of course there is! The cabin's been stripped of blankets, first aid, clothes, and baby bottles. Shawn Brady and my ex-wife have gone into hiding with Claire.
Stratton: They may have, Mr. Kiriakis, but that doesn't mean they're still on the ship.
Philip: What?!
Stratton: They're not on it anymore, Mr. Kiriakis. Your child is gone.
Marlena: Oh, no, I'm sorry. I haven't heard from Belle since she sent that goodbye letter through Chelsea. Yeah. I will. And if you hear from Shawn, you'll call me, too? All right, thanks. Yeah, you, too. Bye.
Kayla: Marlena. Oh, thank you so much for coming over.
Marlena: You sounded so upset on the phone. I assume that Steve's gotten worse?
Kayla: He choked me.
Marlena: He choked you?
Kayla: Listen, Marlena, it wasn't his fault. Whatever E.J. did to him is making him act like someone else.
Marlena: Kayla, I'm so sorry about this. What do you want me to do?
Kayla: I want you to find him.
Marlena: No, I won't do that. I'm sorry. That's something I just won't do.
E.J.: Bring John black to me.
Marlena: Kayla, I'm sorry. I've got to say no.
Kayla: I wouldn't be asking you if I wasn't desperate
Marlena: Steve is delusional. He needs help.
Kayla: I know. That's why I called you.
Marlena: I'll help him gladly once he's under control.
Kayla: What are you saying I do -- I just sit here and wait and hope that he comes back here in his right frame of mind?
Marlena: You don't do that. You call Roman. You have him brought in.
Kayla: I'm not gonna do -- I'm not betraying my husband.
Marlena: That isn't betrayal. That's protecting him. The Steve we know would never hurt you. This Steve did. Who is he going to hurt next?
Kayla: No one.
Marlena: Kayla, what are you doing?
Kayla: I'm gonna find my husband.
Marlena: He attacked you.
Kayla: I don't care. I am not turning him over to the police. Whatever E.J. did, I am gonna undo.
Marlena: You can't do that. Kayla, he's not there. You can't do it.
Kayla: You know what? Can you reach John? He's in a coma. Can you reach him?
Marlena: Yes, but that's different.
Kayla: No, it's not really different. Both of us have lost our husbands. Both of our husbands are loved. You found a way to reach your husband, and I'm gonna find a way to reach mine.
Chelsea: I swear, I have not had this much fun in ever.
Nick: Ugh.
Maggie: Nick, honey, what's wrong?
Nick: It's just allergies. It's spring, and my eyes are watering and my nose is running.
Maggie: Here, here, here, here. Take this.
Nick: Great.
Maggie: I wouldn't want to meet you in a dark alley. That's not pollen that has you looking murderous.
Nick: No, that would be Dr. Alan Rebert -- jerk extra ordinaire.
Maggie: Hmm. What do they find to talk about?
Nick: Well, when it comes to women, I don't think meaningful conversation is at the top of Dr. Rebert's list.
Maggie: Mmm. Mmm. Is that why you're hanging around the restaurant -- to save Chelsea from the big bad wolf? Because if that's the case. . .
Chelsea: So jealous. Oops.
Maggie: . . . I'd worry more about the wolf.
Nick: You're wrong. She thinks she's on a level playing field with him. Look at her.
Maggie: Oh, sweetie, I don't think she's saying anything mean about you.
Nick: It doesn't matter what she's saying. I'm not leaving.
Maggie: But she doesn't want you here, and Chelsea's getting annoyed. And when Chelsea gets annoyed, it isn't pretty.
Nick: I don't really care. She's making a huge mistake flirting with this guy. He's a pig. Seducing women -- it's a big ego trip for him.
Maggie: What are you gonna do? You're gonna wait for him to make a move -- your boss to make a move -- on Chelsea, and then you're gonna rush in and save her?
Nick: Yeah, if that's what she needs.
Maggie: You're the one making a big mistake, Nick.
Nick: Why? 'Cause I might get fired? I don't care.
Maggie: Oh, no, no. I wouldn't want that either, but, no, your mistake is thinking that Chelsea is made of sugar and spice. It's more like beef jerky.
Nick: She's not as tough as you think, Aunt Maggie. It's all an act. She cannot handle this guy.
Maggie: From where I'm standing, she looks like she's handling him very well.
Nick: Can't you see what's going on here? He's stringing her along. This is all part of what he calls "the game. "
Maggie: Well, she's playing, too, honey.
Nick: Well, I'm not going anywhere.
Philip: What do you mean, my daughter's gone? She has to be somewhere on this boat. There's nothing around here but water. No. No, what you're thinking -- not possible.
Stratton: We inventoried the life rafts. One's missing.
Philip: Belle may have problems, but she loves Claire. She'd never take that kind of risk with our child. There's been a mistake.
Stratton: I'm sorry, sir.
Philip: Keep your apologies and get Kendrick down here.
Stratton: The captain has been made aware of the situation.
Philip: Make him aware of this situation -- if the anchor's not dropped and every inch of this ocean searched immediately, I will use all of my considerable resources to bring the cruise-ship company that cuts his check and yours to its knees.
Willow: Any news?
Philip: Funny you should ask. Thanks to you, Shawn and Belle jumped overboard with my daughter.
Willow: Please, Philip, tell me this is a bad joke.
Philip: There's nothing funny about what you did. You had a chance to stop Shawn, to save my daughter, but instead, you looked the other way.
Willow: I'm sorry.
Philip: It's a little late for apologies, isn't it?
Willow: I just thought Shawn and Belle were gonna do something stupid like hide Claire in a lifeboat. I had no idea that they would jump overboard. The only reason why I didn't tell you --
Philip: I know exactly why -- ugh!
Willow: You are rude and insulting! And I am supposed to help you? You are the reason why I didn't tell you when I saw Shawn and Belle and Claire. You are the reason you lost her in the first place.
Philip: I'm gonna --
Willow: What are you gonna do -- throw me overboard? Do that. Do that. Play as rough as you want, but know this -- I will always play rougher.
Dr. Rebert: And Dr. Fletcher -- you've got to watch out for him. The nurses call him "Dr. Lecher."
Chelsea: Fletch is a lech.
Dr. Rebert: Yeah, but you wouldn't think it, though. He's a skinny guy -- looks like he'd be scared of mice.
Chelsea: Yeah, well, it's the geeky ones you have to watch out for.
Dr. Rebert: Unless they're watching out for you.
Chelsea: Just ignore him. I do.
Dr. Rebert: We should pass a hat around at work and get everyone to kick in and buy poor Nick a life. How long has he had a crush on you?
Chelsea: Feels like forever.
Dr. Rebert: Is that gonna be a problem?
Chelsea: Oh, no, not for me.
Dr. Rebert: That's all that matters.
Chelsea: So, tell me more about my new job. What's the deal with nurse boot camp?
Dr. Rebert: Oh, yes, the lovely Lincoln.
Chelsea: Yeah, what's her deal? Is she like a wannabe marine or something?
Dr. Rebert: Just pay her a few compliments. She'll be your pet for life.
Chelsea: Compliment Nurse Lincoln. Great. You know, thank you so much for watching out for me. You are just so much nicer than boy wonder over there.
Dr. Rebert: Yeah. Listen, if he hurt you, I'm so sorry.
Chelsea: No, I thought I could trust him, but I won't make that mistake again.
Dr. Rebert: It's better to be trusting than cynical, and I say that as someone who's been burned.
Chelsea: You've been burned?
Dr. Rebert: Why not?
Chelsea: Well, you're just this really rich, handsome doctor.
Dr. Rebert: You'd think that'd be enough to turn any woman's head. But come here. I'll tell you a little secret. Even rich, handsome doctors get hurt.
Chelsea: Was she very beautiful?
Dr. Rebert: Oh, I don't want to bore you.
Chelsea: No, you won't, I swear.
Dr. Rebert: She was very beautiful -- almost as beautiful as you are.
Nick: Whatever's on tap.
Frank: Maggie Horton's nephew, right? Put your I. D. away. I know you're old enough to drink.
Nick: Aunt Maggie.
Maggie: Aah! Yes?
Nick: Guess what Chelsea's not.
Maggie: A damsel in distress.
Nick: 21.
Maggie: So?
Nick: So? She's drinking in your establishment.
Chelsea: It's awfully warm in here. Do you mind?
Dr. Rebert: Oh, no, not at all.
Maggie: I don't think so.
Dr. Rebert: Is there a problem?
Maggie: Yes, doctor. Your date is underage.
Marlena: Kayla, I won't let you leave.
Kayla: Steve needs help, and if you're not gonna help him, then I am.
Marlena: Steve is delusional. Whoever he saw when he attacked you, it wasn't his wife. It wasn't the mother of his daughter.
Kayla: I know that. That's why I feel that I could just reach him.
Marlena: But you can't reach him. The DiMera’s have rewired his mind. Look, I know how this works. I know this one.
Kayla: That's why I thought that you would understand.
Marlena: I do understand, which is why you have to listen to me. Honey, Steve belongs to them now.
E.J.: Bring John Black to me.
Marlena: The DiMera’s own his mind. Sometimes he's aware of what he's doing, but most of the time, he's under their control. Whatever they want him to do, he will do.
Kayla: I have to find Steve. I have to stop him.
Marlena: Stop him from what -- following DiMera's orders? Wherever Steve is now, he only has one focus -- completing his mission.
Kayla: I've already lost him once, Marlena. I can't lose him again.
Marlena: You can't save him either.
Kayla: You know what? I got through all those years of not knowing if Steve was alive or not. I can get through this.
Marlena: He tried to choke you to death. You can't go in the streets looking out there for a madman.
Kayla: Don't say that.
Marlena: Call Roman. Have him put out the APB.
Kayla: Why would I do that to Steve?
Marlena: He's dangerous. John said --
Kayla: John said what?
Marlena: Nothing.
Kayla: Marlena, don't you turn away from me. If you have information about Steve, you need to tell me what it is.
Marlena: It isn't information that's based on any fact or science.
Kayla: Come on. We have both been in enough emergency rooms to know that fact and science doesn't always explain everything.
Marlena: It. . . was a dream.
Kayla: Bo told me about this dream. Something about Steve, but you woke up before he finished. Marlena, what do you think that John was trying to tell you?
Marlena: That Steve has been programmed to kill someone.
Chelsea: I know why you're doing this.
Maggie: Good. Then you know the law. I could lose my license. So, Chelsea, when you turn 21, you come back in here, and I'll give you a glass of champagne on the house.
Dr. Rebert: I will keep a very close eye on the young lady. It's just a glass of wine, Miss. . .
Maggie: Horton -- Maggie Horton -- owner of the establishment, wife of attorney Mickey Horton. So, why don't you take your charm, your résumé, and your very young date somewhere else, doctor?
Dr. Rebert: I have a great Cabernet at home. I'll grill us a steak.
Maggie: Why go to so much trouble? Kids love happy meals.
Dr. Rebert: I've eaten here over a dozen times, and I have never been treated like this.
Chelsea: It's not your fault.
Dr. Rebert: I'll have the valet pull the car around.
Chelsea: And I am gonna yank boy wonder's tights up over his head.
Willow: We can keep on fighting, or we can work together -- your choice.
Philip: Gee, I always wanted a streetwalker for a partner. You've made my dreams come true, Willow.
Willow: You're an ass. What is that?
Philip: They're dropping anchor. They're gonna search for Claire.
Willow: I hope they find her. I really do.
Philip: When we get back to Salem, I don't ever want to see you again.
Willow: We had a deal. You're supposed to give me a place to live, prenatal care --
Philip: You and Shawn's bastard can rot in the gutter for all I care. Hey, Kendrick's dropped anchor. When do we start searching the waters?
Stratton: There's a new development. We found a section of the life raft.
Philip: And? Was Claire on it?
Stratton: It was floating in the water, slashed to ribbons.
Belle: Shawn? Shawn! Oh, my God. Shawn. Oh, my God. Oh, God.
Shawn D. : Belle. Oh, my God, you're okay. Where's Claire?
Belle: I tried. I tried. The riptide was too strong. We went under, and I --
Shawn D. : Belle, where is she?
Belle: I don't know! I lost her!
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Belle: Claire! Claire!
Shawn D. : Belle, let's go over this, okay? I jumped out of the raft. You were holding Claire, okay?
Belle: I had her. I had her. Everything was fine, and then we hit a riptide. We hit a riptide, and it pulled us under. And I had her in my arms! And it was just too strong. And I-I let her go!
Shawn D. : Belle.
Belle: My baby!
Shawn D. : Belle, listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me. She's gonna be fine, okay? We feel it. We're gonna search every inch of this island until we find her, okay? We're gonna search for her, okay? Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. It's okay.
Philip: What do you mean the life raft was slashed?
Stratton: Something -- it looks like a shark attack -- ripped it right down the middle.
Philip: Then we search the water, the beaches. There must be 500 islands out there. My daughter's got to be on one of them.
Stratton: Sir --
Philip: Tell Captain Kendrick to call whatever passes for the coast guard in this Godforsaken part of the world. We got to get the boats in the water right away.
Stratton: I'm sorry, Mr. Kiriakis. It's too late.
Philip: This is my daughter we're talking about -- my little girl. It's not too late. It can't be. Don't touch me. Claire is alive, and I'm gonna find her.
Maggie: And so, I told him to take Chelsea out for a happy meal.
Nick: That is awesome.
Chelsea: More like pathetic.
Nick: Chelsea. When did you get here?
Chelsea: It's Chelsea to you, and you know when I got here because you followed me.
Nick: Why would I do that?
Chelsea: Because, Nick, like all immature, world-class losers, you're also a spiteful jerk.
Kayla: John told you this in a dream -- a dream.
Marlena: I know that sounds a little crazy, but it's like a visit. I can feel him. I can hear him. What he tells me has never been wrong, not once.
Kayla: Well, he's wrong this time, because Steve is not a killer. That's not who he is.
Marlena: Don't think of this man as Steve Johnson or as Patch. That man is gone.
Kayla: I-I cannot believe that.
Marlena: Kayla, do you want to help him? If you do, you've got to be honest about who he really is. He's a man who tried to kill you. Look, that man is not Steve. But Steve will be blamed for whatever -- whatever he does. And my guess is it's going to be murder.
Willow: Philip. I don't know what to say. If anything happened to my brother, I would hate myself right now. I should have told you when I saw Shawn and Belle with Claire. I shouldn't have ever used your child as payback. I'm sorry.
Philip: My daughter is out there in that cold, wet hell somewhere, and you're sorry?
Willow: I know it isn't much.
Philip: It's nothing! Do you hear me? It's nothing. Now, get out of my face before I do something I can't take back.
Belle: Shawn -- Shawn, she's not there. I can't find her. Shawn! Oh, Claire! Claire.
Shawn D. : Belle! Belle, I found her! She's fine. There she is. There's mommy.
Belle: Hi, baby! Oh, my God! When I lost you -- I thought I lost you. I'm so sorry, honey. I'm so sorry. Where was she?
Shawn D. : She was on the south side of the island. The riptide must have taken her around to the tip.
Belle: Was she conscious?
Shawn D. : Yeah, she was fine. She was sitting up in the sand like a little Buddha. She was mellow like she was in a big, giant playground.
Belle: God. She's hungry. Shawn, she's hungry.
Shawn D. : That's great. Some of the baby food survived.
Belle: Oh, good. Mommy missed you so much. I will never let you go again, I swear.
Shawn D. : Belle, don't beat yourself up over it, all right? We survived Philip. We survived the ocean. That's what matters.
Belle: Oh, God. What's in there?
Shawn D. : Well, we got a wet baby blanket, um. . . Ahh. Strained peas survived.
Belle: Look, honey. Yummy. Oh, my God, Shawn, please tell me there's a first-aid kit in there.
Shawn D. : Yeah yeah, why?
Belle: 'Cause she's hurt.
Marlena: Kayla, that is why the police have to be involved.
Kayla: No. They will just arrest him and have him committed.
Marlena: No. It'll be a couple weeks for observation.
Kayla: I don't care if it's a week or a day. Steve hates the idea of being locked up in some institution where they are picking away at his brain.
Marlena: Do you know what he's going to hate even more? Waking up from this psychotic nightmare to find out that he has killed someone.
Kayla: We have no proof that, that's gonna happen.
Marlena: Are you waiting for something more tangible, like something in the form of a victim?
Kayla: I can't betray my husband.
Marlena: You're not betraying him. Remember me -- Marlena -- your friend who has been tortured by the DiMera, who's had her thoughts controlled by them, who's been tucked away in an asylum? This is not betrayal. This is imperfect salvation.
Kayla: I don't think Steve's gonna think that I'm saving him.
Marlena: I'm not just talking about Steve here. I'm taking about the person that we need to save from Steve.
Chelsea: Spying on me and my date, Nick -- that is stalking. And then having your aunt try to sabotage it -- real impressive.
Maggie: Young lady -- and I use the word loosely -- this is a restaurant, not your living room. Try using an indoor voice.
Chelsea: Can you hear me now?
Nick: Yeah, I can.
Chelsea: Good, then listen to me. I don't want you to come near me ever again, do you understand? You're sick.
Nick: I'm sick?
Chelsea: Yeah.
Nick: You just met Dr. Rebert, and you're slobbering all over him like you were 13 years old.
Chelsea: Oh, you bet I am. And you want to know why? I'll give you three guesses, Nick.
Nick: Okay, guess number one -- because he's so hot.
Chelsea: No.
Nick: Okay, because he's so unbelievably rich.
Chelsea: No. Give up?
Nick: Whatever.
Chelsea: Because he's not you, Nick.
Nick: Yeah, I'll say. He's not nice like me. He's not kind like me or honest --
Chelsea: Honest?! Nick, you made up the totally fictitious Dr. Shane Patton. Then you wrote all these e-mails pretending to be somebody else, and then you signed their name at the bottom. And then you made me fall in love with somebody that didn't even exist. Oh, yeah, Nick Fallon, you're the poster boy for honesty.
Nick: Okay, obviously I have a slight credibility problem here, but I did not follow you here because I'm jealous.
Chelsea: Liar.
Nick: Okay, maybe I'm a little jealous, but I mostly came here to protect you, to save you.
Chelsea: From what? From the big, beautiful, gorgeous doctor that's rich, by the way? Thank you, but no, thanks, Nick.
Nick: Chelsea, he's dangerous. He's a predator. Seducing women is what he does. This is his game, all right?
Dr. Rebert: When you're done with your buddy, my car's out front.
Chelsea: Oh, I'm done with my buddy -- so done.
Nick: Dr. Rebert, she is not what you think she is. She might pretend that she's sophisticated and mature, but deep down, she has no idea what she's doing.
Dr. Rebert: I know, Nick. Why do you think I spent the evening listening to the babblings of an adolescent?
Nick: What -- uh!
Dr. Rebert: Think that hurt, boy? Follow us again, and next time, I'll really hurt you.
Kayla: There must be another way.
Marlena: Honey, I'm so sorry.
Kayla: All those years that everybody kept saying that Steve was dead, I just- I didn't believe it. I just kept feeling that he was alive out there. And then, when he came back --
Marlena: I know.
Kayla: I just -- I just felt like something was wrong. And I kept trying to reach him. I almost thought I could.
Marlena: This is not about the connection that the two of you share, you know. You have not failed here.
Kayla: I haven't been able to reach him.
Marlena: I wouldn't be so sure of that. Something has kept Steve fighting for his own mind -- for control of his mind. I think that might be you and Stephanie.
Kayla: Stephanie. How on earth am I gonna tell her that I had her father locked up and institutionalized?
Marlena: By considering the alternative, which will be you're going to have to tell her that her father killed someone and you could have stopped it.
Steve: It's too bright. That's better.
E.J.: Oh. Shh. Shh. You're one of us now. You're one of us now, Steve. Shh.
Stratton: Here he is, captain.
Philip: It's about time. The officer said the search for my daughter's been called off. Call it back on. We're not leaving these waters until my daughter's found.
Kendrick: We can't do that.
Philip: Don't tell me you're gonna turn this over to the authorities. We're in the middle of nowhere. If we stop searching now, my daughter will die.
Kendrick: If there were any reason to --
Philip: She must be on one of those islands over there. I'll need at least a dozen of your men and supplies to effect a rescue.
Kendrick: Mr. Kiriakis, rescue is no longer viable.
Philip: You think my daughter's dead. That's why you called off the search.
Kendrick: The raft --
Philip: Was ripped. Big deal. A torn raft doesn't mean anything.
Kendrick: No, not by itself, but when there's blood on it... I'm sorry, Mr. Kiriakis. Your little girl didn't make it.
Belle: Shawn, why won't it stop bleeding?
Shawn D.: Deep cut. It probably needs a few stitches. The cold water probably cauterized it.
Belle: We should put her back in the water, then.
Shawn D.: She's already cold. Just let the bandage -- see if it works and the pressure takes over.
Belle: We don't know what cut her, though. It could have been something rusty.
Shawn D.: It was my knife.
Belle: But you didn't have that till after we jumped out.
Shawn D.: Yeah, but I had it in my hand --
Belle: When you were holding Claire. Right.
Shawn D.: Everything happened so fast. The waves were crashing all over. I didn't want to put her down.
Belle: Don't blame yourself, right? We've survived Philip and the ocean. That's all that matters.
Shawn D.: Now we have to figure out how to survive fantasy island.
Philip: You're wrong. Claire's alive.
Kendrick: The blood on the raft --
Philip: It wasn't hers. I'd know if something happened to her.
Kendrick: We've done all we can, Mr. Kiriakis.
Philip: All you can? You son of a -- you spent one hour looking for my little girl -- one hour. You're telling me you did all you could? If that blood belongs to my daughter, you will pay every day for the rest of your life.
Willow: Philip.
Philip: I thought I told you to stay away from me.
Willow: You want to pay me back -- you hated him, wanted to see his face when I took my daughter out of his arms. But instead, you let him and Belle steal my daughter.
Willow: I should have stopped them. I want to make this right.
Philip: You have nothing I want.
Willow: I have Shawn's baby. I owe you, Philip. And I always pay back my debts.
Belle: Shawn, she's getting colder.
Shawn D.: I'm trying. If the matches worked --
Belle: Shawn, her lips are blue. You have to do something.
Shawn D.: I said I'm trying. I'm gonna make this work, Belle. This is a new start for us. All right? It's a new start for all of us.
Belle: I know.
Maggie: Okay, great. Thanks. Dr. Rebert! Your bill.
Nick: He's gone.
Maggie: What do you mean he's gone? He hasn't paid -- Nick! What is wrong?
Nick: Rebert didn't want me looking out for Chelsea.
Maggie: Well, that dirty -- Frank, get me a glass of water, please. I am gonna call your Uncle Mickey. He has some friends on the force.
Nick: Rebert won, Aunt Maggie. Let it go.
Maggie: What about Chelsea?
Nick: She doesn't want me interfering. She made that very clear.
Frank: Girl's a spitfire. Here you go.
Maggie: That's right. And spitfires don't like or date guys who can't take a punch.
Nick: So, you're saying I should fight for her?
Maggie: Oh, I think it's a good way of getting a girl's attention.
Dr. Rebert: Shut the door, honey.
Chelsea: Hold on a second. I think I dropped my lipstick.
Dr. Rebert: Almost got you.
Chelsea: It's getting kind of late. Do you mind if you just take me home?
Dr. Rebert: Didn't you hear what I said in the restaurant, Chelsea? We're going back to my place.
Chelsea: I'm not hungry.
Dr. Rebert: Oh, I am.
Nurse: John Black is gone.
Kayla: All right. I'll do it.
Marlena: It's the right thing.
Kayla: It's hard sometimes doing the right thing when you know that it's gonna hurt the one you love.
Marlena: Yes, it is. And I know under all the evil that the DiMera have programmed into Steve is the real Steve Johnson. And he would hate to think that he'd hurt somebody.
Kayla: He couldn't stand that.
Marlena: Excuse me. Sorry. Hello? Yes. Dr. Evans. I'll be right there. John's not in his room. The hospital can't find him.
Kayla: What?
Nick: Get out of here
Dr. Rebert: What the hell?
Nick: You can never touch her! Never!
Bo: What'd you do with Steve?
Steve: No. No. No police. If you call them, people will die --John will die.
Shawn D.: We're gonna take good care of you.
Belle: We're gonna take good care of each other.
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