Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 5/16/07 - Canada; Thursday 5/17/07 - U.S.A.


Provided By Eric
Proofread By Niki

Sami: Hey, hey, catch this.

Lucas: Whoa, whoa!

Sami: Throw me something, right? That's what they say on Bourbon Street Saturday nights, at least that's what I heard.

Lucas: Baby, this isn't the French Quarter. This is the Bayou. St. John, way up Esplanade. You don't sneak up on somebody with a sledgehammer, especially me...not enjoying my honeymoon yet totally. This place is kind of giving me the creeps. I haven't seen any ghosts yet, but I can feel them.

Sami: Well, I'm sorry if I interrupted your rhythm.

Lucas: Ooh, I bet you say that to all the sexy, hot construction, sweaty workers.

Sami: [Laughs] No, of course not. Just you, Lucas. I'm sorry that you think this place is creepy, 'cause I kind of think it's Romantic.

Lucas: You do? Really? Ooh, real nice.

Sami: I love it when you work with your hands, General Roberts.

Lucas: I got to get these gloves off me. I'll show you my handiwork.

Sami: Big talk. Why don't you do something about it?

Lucas: I wish I could, but right now, I got to knock this wall down, baby.

Sami: Oh. Back to work.

Lucas: Back to work, and... happy honeymoon, Mrs. Roberts. [Grunts]

Hope: Hey, Billie, thank you so much for coming over. I know this is short notice. Are you sure you don't mind?

Billie: No, no, I don't mind at all. It gives me a chance to get out of the house. Besides, this cute little munchkin girl is just a little angel.

Hope: Maggie will be here as soon as she closes Chez Rouge, okay?

Billie: You're gonna be that late? What kind of an errand are you running?

Hope: Well, I know I, um... I know that's the reason I used when I called -- "errands."

Billie: Okay. Hope, where are you really going?

Hope: To be with my family... on an island that you've never heard of...way out in the South Pacific.

Philip: Well? Answer me, Belle.

Belle: I can't. I don't know what that is.

Philip: Don't lie to me. It's a satellite tracker, a GPS, which must mean Shawn's coming after us right now.

Belle: Did you think that he wouldn't be trying to find us?

Philip: What I think is there's only one person who could have planted this here and that's you.

Belle: Fine. I did it. I put it in your bag, and I turned it on, and you better believe Shawn's on his way.

Philip: So all that talk before about trying to work things out.

Belle: Yeah, it didn't do me any good 'cause you were too busy giving me ultimatums.

Philip: But all the while, you knew Shawn was coming.

Belle: And he'll be here any minute. And there's not a damned thing you can do to stop him.

Bo: Go home, man. Shawn and I, we can handle this.

Steve: I got myself to Guam. I spent all night flying that damn seaplane from there to this sandpile, and now you say "Go home," and you don't trust me. Tell me if I'm wrong, bro, but I get the feeling you don't love me anymore.

Bo: Good reason for that, bro. I don't think it was your idea to fly down here to this island and "help" us.

Steve: No, why don't you tell me what you think?

Bo: That Elvis J. Wells sent you here to kill us.

Sami: Aah! So, it's not a typical honeymoon. We don't do typical anything, right?

Lucas: No, we don't.

Sami: [Laughs] Do you wish it were different?

Lucas: Do I wish what were different?

Sami: Well, you know, us. Do you wish we were different, I don't know, normal?

Lucas: No. I wouldn't change a thing, except, you know, maybe...

Sami: Well, except maybe a little something.

Lucas: Don't get started. Don't get started, all right? We don't got time for happy time yet. This is work time. Happy time later.

Sami: The whole thing is happy for me. I mean, this whole helping people rebuild their homes -- it's amazing. I mean, did you see the look on that family's face when we showed them what we had done?

Lucas: I know. It was pretty amazing, wasn't it? It was cool.

Sami: Yeah, it was amazing. That's when I almost lost it.

Lucas: Yeah? At least you got energy for tears. I'm so tired, I can't even see straight. I can't even blink.

Sami: What?

Lucas: You're not doing any work, really.

Sami: Shut up. I am working hard. I'm doing a lot more than handing you water, and you know it. And it's not my fault I'm --

Lucas: I know. It's all right, okay?

Sami: It's not my fault.

Lucas: Baby, I know. I know this is our baby. Don't worry about it, please.

Sami: Lucas, I want this to be our baby. I want that more than anything.

Lucas: I know you do. We're married now, all right? And with this baby and we're on our honeymoon...everything's gonna work out. Everything's gonna be fine. You know what? You're right. It is a great feeling helping people. I wouldn't trade that for the world. Just don't get too goody-goody on me, all right?

Sami: What?

Lucas: Don't lose that bundle of trouble I fell in love with. My bundle of trouble. Is that a deal?

Sami: Yeah, it's a deal.

Lucas: You promise?

Sami: I do.

Rodney: [Clears throat]

Lucas: Yo, honey, honey. What's up, Rodney? How are you doing?

Rodney: Where are you at, volunteers?

Lucas: [Chuckles] You know us.

Rodney: Letting the bon temps rouler, huh? Let the good times roll.

Lucas: Yeah, a little bit.

Sami: [Laughing] Shut up.

Steve: So, you really think E.J. Wells sent me, huh?

Bo: Uh-huh.

Steve: [Laughs] And I'm the one they locked in the rubber room. What about you, Junior? Think Uncle Steve's down here to snuff you?

Bo: Leave him out of this.

Steve: You can't leave him out of this. He's made it this far all on his own. I want to hear his take.

Shawn D.: I thought you were here to help.

Steve: Yeah, that's right. I'm here to help. Maybe you should remind your old man that if it wasn't for me, you never would have made it across the border to Canada.

Bo: Come on.

Steve: I could have jerked the wheel of that truck and put us in a head-on collision.

Bo: This is my call, not Shawn's.

Steve: Is that right, Shawny boy? You doing daddy's bidding now?

Bo: I told you to leave him out of this.

Steve: Okay, fine. You're the big boss man. I'm just a crazy son of a bitch who wants to kill everyone, right?

Bo: It's not about you, Steve. It's about what you've been programmed to do.

Steve: And I've been trying to tell you I changed the channels, man. I had E.J. Wells up in my head. He was controlling me, but I locked him down. I had that deprogrammer. He helped me. Now, do you honestly believe that I would kill my best wife's brother, and his son?

Bo: So, this is a peaceful mission. That's what you're trying to tell me?

Steve: Hell yeah, it is.

Bo: Mm-hmm. So, peaceful... why bring a gun? And then why go through the trouble of hiding it, huh?

Belle: It's over, Philip. So, go ahead. Scream your head off. Threaten me, throw things. Hey, hit me.

Philip: I'm madder than hell at you, but hit you? Come on, Belle.

Belle: Well, the old Philip wouldn't. But what you've become, you're nothing but a bully.

Philip: You think I'm a bully?

Belle: Why don't you try looking it up in the dictionary?

Philip: Hey, I didn't start throwing punches that day in the hospital. I didn't drug anybody's drink. All I've been trying to do is get my life back. And that starts with Claire. You hear that, baby girl? You're everything to your daddy.

Belle: What are you doing, Philip? Where are you going?

Philip: Where can I go? It's like you said, right? Shawn's coming.

Belle: Wait. Wait, Philip, put her down. Where are you going?

Lucas: Sorry about that, Rodney. The jasmine -- you know, just gets my motor running.

Sami: Maybe it's just something in the air, you know, Romantic.

Rodney: It's mildew, darling. Y'all got a job to get done.

Lucas: Sorry about that. You're right, but it is our honeymoon, in case you didn't hear.

Rodney: For true?

Sami: For true.

Rodney: Then you better get the job done before sundown or you'll make this little girl awful unhappy.

Lucas: No pressure there. I'll do my best. Yes, sir.

Sami: But we promise hands off until sundown.

Rodney: All right, I'll be checking on you.

Lucas: All right, thanks.

Sami: [Clears throat]

Lucas: Why are you getting me in trouble with that guy? You got busted. Don't do that anymore.

Sami: We were like little kids in high school, getting caught making out behind the grandstands.

Lucas: I like that. That's kind of cool.

Sami: Of course you did.

Lucas: Yeah, I like gumbo, too. I want some gumbo after we're done here. And then we'll go check out the brass jazz at Donna's, a little tunage.

Sami: Anything that will get us out of that awful motel room.

Lucas: It's not awful. It's nice. It's quaint.

Sami: What, are you kidding me? Lucas, it's uglier than a box of frogs.

Lucas: Uglier than a box of who? Frogs?

Sami: Rodney -- he has a million of them, and I swear, I'm gonna be speaking fluent Cajun before we're done here.

Lucas: All right, fluent Cajun, step back.

Sami: All right, all right.

Lucas: I'm gonna hammer this thing in.

Sami: Did you hear that?

Lucas: Yeah, I did.

Sami: What was that?

Lucas: I don't know. That's a good question.

Philip: Do you see the cool water, sweetie? It's so quiet out here. And underneath...everything is so peaceful.

Belle: Philip...please be careful. You're really close to the edge.

Philip: You don't think I'd jump overboard with a child in my arms, do you? What kind of parent would do such a thing? Not me.

Belle: We jumped because you pushed us.

Philip: You listened to Shawn and risked my daughter's life.

Belle: And what do you think you've been doing and continue to do?

Philip: Hey, you see up there, sweetie? Right up there. All those lights? They're winking at you. They're winking at you. That there, that's a warrior. His name's Orion.

Claire: Wow.

Philip: Yeah. That there, that's Queen -- Cassiopeia. You know she's a queen because all the other stars move around her. The universe goes round and round the queen.

Belle: Philip, give her back to me.

Philip: And the queen expects it to be that way -- standing still while the other stars revolve around her. Selfish queen.

Belle: Stop your damn stories about the universe. Let's talk about what's happening right here, right now.

Philip: All those stars up there spinning around...they're yours...if you want them. Anything you want.

Belle: Like being in her mother's arms.

Philip: How much do you really love your daughter?

Belle: Philip, please, give her back to me.

Philip: You are everything to your daddy, princess. And I'll do anything I can to keep the selfish queen away.

Belle: Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am really sorry. Philip, I know that we can't go back to what we once were, but I'm really sorry that it's come to this, and if you're trying to scare me, you have. For God's sake, have you lost the strength to just turn around and face me?!

Steve: So, you went through my stuff.

Bo: Yeah, Steve. I didn't know whether you were gonna watch my back or stick a knife in it. No one asked you here.

Steve: No one had to. I've been watching your back since the first beers we downed in that dive bar in Sweden, remember?

Bo: Yeah, I remember. Is that why you felt you had to bring a gun?

Steve: I knew if I was going up against Philip Kiriakis, he wouldn't play nice.

Bo: Is that what Elvis J. told you to say?

Steve: Come on, Bo. Who are you talking to here? After everything we've been through together.

Bo: The Steve I know...the man I called a friend, partner, who I loved like a brother -- that's not you. Not anymore. Shawn, we'll do this together. We'll work with whatever we have.

Shawn D.: Well, you're not really giving me much of a choice, are you?

Steve: You're not giving me a choice, either. No choice at all. It is loaded.

Billie: This is a really bad idea, Hope. Probably the worst idea anyone in this town has ever had, and that is saying a lot.

Hope: My family needs me, Billie.

Billie: What if Shawn calls? Or Belle? And what about Steve?

Hope: Then I'll be there to help them.

Billie: He is dangerous, Hope. You could get yourself killed.

Hope: I'm a cop. I'm trained for this.

Billie: What does Bo think?

Hope: Bo and I made an agreement when we got married. When trouble showed up, we deal with it together. And that's what I'm doing. I'm not abandoning my family, Billie, not now.

Billie: Okay, you convinced me.

Hope: Good.

Billie: When do we leave?

Hope: There is no "we."

Billie: Oh, yes, there is, because if you're going, so am I.

Lucas: There it is.

Sami: Wow.

Lucas: That's weird. A metal box.

Sami: Is there something inside?

Lucas: Yeah, I can hear something. It's locked, though.

Sami: Well, then, it's too bad we're all alone, surrounded by tools. What will we do?

Lucas: Baby, we shouldn't.

Sami: But we will.

Lucas: Might belong to somebody.

Sami: Might be buried treasure just waiting for a couple that deserves some good luck. Come on, why don't we just...

Lucas: What, go for it?

Sami: Yeah.

Lucas: All right. Bust out the told screw "D."

Philip: Did you really think I was gonna hurt my daughter?

Belle: I honestly didn't know.

Philip: Well, you're all about honesty, right? Are you gonna tell your daughter how you begged me to try and work things out when you knew all along it was never going to happen? You made sure of that by bringing that GPS on board.

Belle: Philip, stop.

Philip: Stop what? Isn't that what happened?

Belle: I told you I was sorry.

Philip: Well, it's not gonna happen. You blame me for everything, right? I'm the villain.

Belle: You're mad at me. You're mad at this situation, but that doesn't make you a villain.

Philip: Just a bully, right? Isn't that what you said?

Belle: It just makes it harder for you to see it from anyone else's side. I carried Claire. I delivered her, and when she almost died --

Philip: We both sat up all night and prayed. She's as much mine as she is yours. So not biologically. Who the hell cares? You can't even remember conceiving her. Until you found out Shawn was her real biological father, we'd always worked things out between us, as hard as it was sometimes, but we did. [Sighs] But then biology gave you an out, and you took sides with Shawn against me and our family.

Belle: No. I had a miscarriage, Philip. I asked for some space, not a permanent break, but you thought that I was planning on leaving you for Shawn. You convinced yourself of that.

Philip: You're pretty good at running away, Belle. You better face it. You proved that these last bunch of months, wouldn't you say?

Shawn D.: You son of a --

Bo: Shawn, Shawn, don't. Steve, are you sure this is what you want to do?

Steve: Yeah. Just how I want it. Go ahead and take them. If I even look at you funny while we're in the air, you shoot me. You got a bull's-eye right here, Shawny boy. Just point right there.

Shawn D.: Dad, what are you waiting for? You want him to sign his name in blood? Take them.

Steve: Okay. We cool now? Are we on?

Bo: Shawn, it's you and me. We don't work with him.

Shawn D.: Dad, we've got to get moving before Philip gets out of range.

Steve: Boy's got a point. So what's it gonna be?

Gabby: Shawn, I was on my computer upstairs. I was checking on Philip's coordinates, and it just disappeared.

Shawn D.: What?

Gabby: Yeah, take a look on the screen. The blip, it just went away.

Shawn D.: No, no, no, no, no. There's no way that the GPS could have failed. There's no way they could get out of range that fast.

Steve: There's two possibilities -- either Philip found the thing you were tracking him with and stomped on it, or...

Shawn D.: Or what?

Steve: ...Boat went down.

Shawn D.: This is freakin' great. While we're sitting here trying to figure out if Steve's crazy, I might have lost my family for good.

Hope: Forget it. You're not going to Tinda Lao.

Billie: Well, what's the matter? You don't like my company?

Hope: Billie, it's my son and my husband who are in trouble.

Billie: You don't think I have a stake in this, too? I cared about Steve, and I can't stand what E.J. is doing to him. You'd be playing right into E.J.'s hands. You don't know what he's got up his sleeve. He wants you all there, and then he'll have all the Bradys lined up like ducks in a row. He could take you all out one by one. I am suggesting that you stay here.

Hope: I can't.

Billie: Yes, you can. Because that little girl needs you here.

Bo: Philip must have found the GPS and destroyed it.

Shawn D.: Makes sense.

Bo: Son, I'm sorry.

Shawn D.: Yeah.

Steve: Oh, boohoo. What the hell is the matter with you people? Kiriakis has got your girl and your kid and you sit around here playing with computers and feeling sorry for yourselves? Let's get on that damn seaplane and go to the last place you got a signal and find him.

Bo: And where is that, Steve? Some empty spot in the middle of the ocean? Philip would have changed course as soon as he found out we were tracking him.

Steve: So you get up inside his head, you think along with him. It's better than sitting around.

Bo: You're anxious to get us on that plane, aren't you?

Steve: I'm sick of arguing with you. It's a waste of time. Shawn, what do you want to do? Do you want to sit around here with your old man or do you want to take care of business the best way we can?

Belle: She's asleep. While I was down there, I was thinking about what you said. And you were right. I did take sides, and I did walk away. Why? Because you petitioned the court for full custody. We could have worked out some kind of an agreement, but you wanted everything.

Philip: That's 'cause I have nothing left. Don't you get it? I sat up in a hospital room up in Montréal covered in bandages. And I couldn't even look at myself. [Sighs] And meanwhile where were you? Setting up house with Shawn, making like I never even existed?

Belle: No, you had obligations, and you walked away from them. You ran away from me and from that child who you claim to love so much.

Philip: I couldn't take it, okay? There, I said it. Are you happy? I couldn't even stand looking at her because the only thing I could think of was you. You were the woman that I truly loved. We never were perfect, and things weren't perfect, but then there was Claire, right? One look at her, you couldn't miss it. You had to see it. She was the proof of our love, our connection, our passion... our family. Only you turned your back on that family and you took the only thing that I had left -- my daughter... and my heart.

Belle: Oh, God, Philip.

Philip: You broke it. You broke me.

Sami: Can you get it? Oh, awesome. You got it. All right, let's open it.

Lucas: I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't. Somebody put it there for a reason. I don't know who it was, but it's obviously very personal.

Sami: What if it's just jewelry?

Lucas: I don't know, all right, but what if it's something -- that it's private and other people don't want you to see it? How would you feel then?

Sami: Come on, that's even better. You know you want to open it, too. Let's find out.

Lucas: You do it.

Sami: What?

Lucas: If you want it open so bad, open it.

Sami: I thought you were gonna open it.

Lucas: Well, you're the one who's so curious.

Sami: Well, I know, but...

Lucas: Ah, you're afraid now. Change your tune, did you?

Sami: No, I'm not afraid of anything, but I think we should open it together.

Lucas: All right. Together it is. Together is what I signed up for.

Sami: All right, ready?

Lucas: What, on three?

Sami: Okay.

Lucas: 1, 2, 3, and then go.

Sami: Okay.

Both: 1, 2, 3.

Steve: Time's ticking away, Shawn. What's it gonna be? You gonna let Kiriakis steal your family?

Shawn D.: No. Let's do it.

Bo: Shawn, wait.

Shawn D.: Dad, I have waited long enough. We all have. Look, I know that you're trying to give me good advice, but I'm not willing to give up Belle and Claire just because you have your doubts about Uncle Steve.

Bo: Just listen to me.

Shawn D.: I have listened. You don't know if he's brainwashed, not for sure.

Bo: Neither do you.

Shawn D.: He gave me his gun. That's all I need to know. I can't afFord to be paranoid when it's my child out there. Steve.

Steve: I'm right here.

Shawn D.: Let's do it. How quick can you get that plane up in the air?

Belle: I'm so sorry.

Philip: I know. I heard you. I'm sorry you're sorry.

Belle: Honestly, I didn't know that I meant so much... that I hurt you so much. I didn't see it. I don't know why, but it wasn't deliberate. I swear.

Philip: I know, Belle.

Belle: All I knew was that you left. And now all of a sudden, you were back and demanding it all.

Philip: When you left, I thought that's what you wanted. I thought it'd be easier on everybody. So off I went, thinking at least in Afghanistan I'd do some good, but then I got wounded. Lying there all day and all night, all I could think of was Claire. And I'm thinking... "what if I died?" She never knew for the first year of her life she was loved so much. So much by a man who she couldn't even remember. I couldn't stand that. Just thinking that my love didn't count, wouldn't matter. So I came back... ready to fight, knowing I had to win 'cause I had to.

Belle: Because you had nothing left to lose. I understand that now.

Philip: Thanks...for that. For everything.

Belle: Philip, let's end this fight. Let's end this war. We can do it if you're willing.

Philip: How?

Belle: We call Shawn, and we tell him that we're coming back, and that we're gonna end this right now... before either one of us does anything else that we can't take back.

Sami: Lucas.

Lucas: See, just like I told you -- private.

Sami: Do you think maybe it's a love letter?

Lucas: Let me see. Maybe. There's a ribbon around it. What else could it be?

Sami: I don't know, but it definitely looks old, huh?

Lucas: Yeah, things age a little quicker down here 'cause of the humidity.

Sami: Oh, so we can't tell how old it is?

Lucas: I don't know. I guess about 20, 30 years at least.

Sami: Maybe it could be 100. I mean, look at that paper. [Coughs]

Lucas: Well...I don't know. It looks like it's in Italian or something. I can't read Italian. You check it out. I've wasted enough time. I got to get back to work.

Sami: All right, all right. Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Lucas, you're right.

Lucas: What? What? Right about what?

Sami: Look at this. Remember how you said this place gave you the creeps? You have a good reason.

Lucas: I can't read this. You read Italian?

Sami: No, no, I'm being serious. Look at the signature at the bottom.

Lucas: DiM -- dem --

Sami: No! Lucas, it says DiMera.

Lucas: Come on, seriously, Sami, you think it's a coincidence I just happen to knock down a wall and this comes out?

Sami: I know how crazy it sounds, but you're holding the proof in your hands.

Lucas: Yeah, I know that, but I can't even make out the first name.

Sami: Well, who cares what the first name is? All that matters is that the last name is DiMera.

Lucas: DiMera could be like Jones or Smith around here. Don't give me that. There are a lot of Italians that moved here to New Orleans back in the day.

Sami: I'm sure that, that's true, but somehow I have a feeling that this is all connected to Stefano.

Rodney: Where you at? How's it all coming along?

Lucas: Actually, great. Wait till you see what we found.

Sami: No, uh...

Rodney: Found?

Sami: Yeah, yeah, Lucas found out that, that's a load-bearing wall. And thank God he did because if he hadn't and we had kept knocking it down, the whole place would have come crashing down and it would have been your fault.

Hope: You know what? You don't understand.

Billie: Oh, yes, I do. I understand all too well, which makes it so hard to argue the point. You feel like you've missed out on so much of Shawn's life because of what Stefano did to you. I feel the same way. It's the DiMeras who hid Chelsea from me. I missed out on so much of her life. And I can't help but think the person that Chelsea could have been if I had raised her or who I could have been right now. Who knows, right? So, we think that we're going in to help, but we're really not. It's true what they say about history repeating itself.

Hope: What the hell do you want me to do, then? Sit here alone in this empty house and wait to find out if my family is dead? I can't.

Billie: You won't be alone, Hope. Not as long as I'm here. I promise you, you won't be alone.

Philip: You want to put all this behind us? Well, so do I, Belle.

Belle: Then what's the problem?

Philip: Shawn. He started all of this.

Belle: No, wait a minute.

Philip: Please, hear me out. You didn't come up with running away with Claire. You didn't get Max and Mimi to help you. You didn't have to convince him to jump off that cruise ship with Claire in your arms. That was all him, all Shawn. And you can't say it wasn't.

Belle: Get over it. We all jumped to conclusions, and all of our lives were blown apart. You two were closer than brothers. We all grew up together. And all of that is still there. That bond is not broken, at least not for good.

Philip: It feels pretty broken to me.

Belle: Just think of how lucky Claire would be to have two fathers who love her so much and who care about one another. We can all care about each other the way it used to be, and it can be that way again if we just try.

Philip: Maybe. Maybe you're right. Who knows? [Radio static]

Belle: What is that?

Philip: Someone's trying to reach us.

Belle: Who?

Philip: Something's up.

Belle: Philip, wait.

Philip: Something's wrong.

Steve: Let's shake a leg. We don't want to give him any more of a head start.

Shawn D.: I'm on my way.

Gabby: I'm gonna go use Duck's radio. Somebody might have seen Philip's boat.

Shawn D.: Thanks, good idea.

Bo: Shawn, listen to me -- I know you're desperate.

Shawn D.: Dad, we've already went over this.

Steve: Stay out of his way now.

Bo: I know how you're feeling. You're willing to do anything you have to, to find your girls, but believe me, you're not thinking clearly.

Shawn D.: You're right. I'm not.

Bo: Listen, we'll get the local authorities involved. We'll tell them that Claire's been kidnapped. We'll call the Coast Guard, but you're making a mistake if you get in that plane with that crazy son of a bitch.

Steve: Hey, I told you not to call me that!

Bo: And I told you to stay the hell out of this. You got me?

Steve: Oh, yeah, I got you. Come on. Want to get it on? Come on, bring it.

Shawn D.: Steve, don't.

Steve: I could kick your ass before, I'll do it again. Come on, let's go!

Rodney: Listen, kids, I've been doing construction on old Creole houses for the last 20. I think I'd know if there was load-bearing wall when there ain't. Now, get the wall down, hit the quarters. Make some fun, eh?

Lucas: All right, sorry about that. My bad.

Sami: Rodney, um, you know how on all the other houses that we've been working on, we've met the families either before or after we finished?

Rodney: Yeah.

Sami: Do you know the name of the family who owns this house?

Rodney: Yeah. Name of the place was Maison Blanche, owned by some fool named DiMera.

Lucas: We'll get it done. We'll get right on it. Don't you worry about it.

Rodney: Worry? Me? This is the big easy. We don't know how.

Lucas: All right, good enough.

Sami: Oh, my God, Lucas. Oh, my God.

Lucas: Sami, calm down.

Sami: This is Maison Blanche. My parents, they were here. There was a fire. My mom almost died. They were here.

Lucas: I understand that.

Sami: Lucas, this is it. This is Stefano's house.

Billie: Remember the night of the fire, you told me to stay here, to stay at home and wait?

Hope: Well, come on. I was right, wasn't I?

Billie: Yeah, but I sure as hell hated hearing it.

Hope: Not as much as I hate hearing it right now. I better call Maggie, tell her not to rush over here if I'm not going anywhere.

Billie: Hey, one more thing. We're gonna have our chance, you and I...with E.J. Our time will come. And when it does...we're gonna kick some DiMera butt.

Hope: Damn right we are.

Billie: Damn right.

Philip: I understand. We'll take all the necessary precautions, and thanks for the warning. Out.

Belle: Philip, what?

Philip: It's bad news. It's a level-4 storm -- a typhoon -- on its way, and it's real close.

Belle: So we have to go back.

Philip: Not an option. We're heading West. There's a small island called Montefiore about 60 miles.

Belle: Can we get there in time before the storm reaches us?

Philip: Just start putting things away -- anything that can fly when the waters get rough. And they will. Hurry.

Belle: Okay.

Steve: Come on. Come on!

Shawn D.: Stop, please. She's my daughter. We got to find my daughter. We got to find Claire. Please, Steve.

Steve: Sorry. My bad. I'm sorry.

Bo: You all right? Shawn, give me an hour. If I can't accomplish anything in an hour, then we'll do it your way, his way.

Steve: Giving him that hour could end up going Philip's way.

Bo: Give me a chance to call the Coast Guard. Call your mom, see what they've come up in Salem.

Steve: This is his decision. It's his kid who's in trouble.

Shawn D.: Okay, okay. Dad, I'll give you one hour to find out what Philip's location is, and if we can't figure it out, we got to go with Steve and we got to let him call the shots.

Steve: You're both blowing it.

Gabby: Shawn? Shawn! I'm so glad you're still here. Belle -- she's on the radio. She's in big trouble, Shawn.

Shawn D.: Belle?

Celeste: Your father's condition is rapidly deteriorating, and if you're to save Stefano's life, he needs those stem

Philip: You stopped loving me, but never, not for a heartbeat, did I ever stop loving you.

Shawn D.: Steve is my one chance, and I'm grabbing it with or without you.

E.J.: Of all the people in all the houses in New Orleans, you walk into mine.

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