Days of Our Lives Transcript
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Hey, I just, uh, wanted to tell you I’m really glad you were able to come in tonight. Oh, yeah. Well, I’m feeling much better. You know, it was just a bad headache. So, a couple of aspirins took care of it. Usually works for me. Mm hmm. There’s, uh Everything okay? Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. They just wanted some more bread.
Uh, which, by the way, we are running low on. Really? Mm hmm. We just got a delivery yesterday. I’ll talk to Adlai. He unloaded the truck. I don’t know. Maybe, uh, maybe a new driver. They did tell me they’re having a hard time finding competent employees. Speaking of which, uh, You have delivered as promised, Ava.
You worked real hard during your trial period, and so, despite our history And since you are desperate for good help Don’t push it. Okay, so, uh, sounds like Yeah, you got the job. Thanks.
Great piece, I had no idea, the level of misconduct on the part of our mayor, excuse me, while I pick my jaw up off the floor. Okay. Hourly wage increases at Sweet Bits? Boring. Meet the French expats who are starting a local soccer team. Are they hot? If not, then no. Well, well, well, Mr. Sterling Exposé on the Mayor.
Hmm. Has the New York Times called? Are they on their hands and knees begging you to pack your bags and move to the Big Apple? No. Everett, I have to say, I am green with envy. That piece would have been parfait for Lady W. Well, thank you very much. It sounds like a lot of our readers agree with you, actually, but It wasn’t supposed to be like a tabloid hatchet piece.
It was just a fax. But what the mayor did was reckless and dangerous, so people deserve to know. Well, it’s too bad I couldn’t do a blind item on it first, since I have zipped zilch nada for my column this week. Well, I did have something, but I killed it. Why? What do you mean? I killed it because I am a hopeless romantic who wants desperately to believe in young love.
For instance, have you seen Call Me By Your Name? Towards the end of that film, I was sobbing so hard this sweet, petite, elderly woman came down three rows just to rub my back. Isn’t that something? Very weird, yeah. Ah, speaking of lovers, do I have scoop for you? Ooh, Lady Whistleblower’s all ears. Give it to me.
Not for you, Leo. What is it? I just got the call that Drumroll, please. Okay. Our illustrious mayor has fired E. J. DiMera as D. A. And replaced him with his predecessor. Whoa. Melinda Trask? None other. Oof, poor EJ. He is having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week.
Are you out of your mind? You’re not taking my baby. I’m not asking you, Sloane. I’m telling you, that baby does not belong to you. It belongs to Nicole, and to me. You listen to me, EJ. We agreed it was in everybody’s best interest. If we kept pretending that Nicole and Eric’s baby is dead, you shook my hand.
I did, yes. But that was before I saw them kissing. What? Eric and Nicole? None other.
No. I don’t believe you. When? Tonight. A little while ago. And I’m sure you agree, that kiss changes everything.
Chad! Hey, sorry for coming by so late. I saw the, uh, sunlight’s on. Oh, no problem. What can I do for you?
It’s about Clyde Weston
like sand through the hourglass. So are the days of our lives.
Hey! What do you need? I just came down from Night Path and just spent a little time with my favorite guy. If you could take a break? Definitely. Um, okay, I’m gonna get back to work, but I just wanted to say thank you for the job, Roman. Means a lot to me.
I hired her. Mm hmm. Obviously. Shall we?
Give me a minute. Okay? Sure. Hey. Hey, Beck. Where is your little sidekick? Um, he’s home sleeping. I’m here for some pumpkin pie. I stopped by Buddy’s, you know, get some takeout, and I noticed they forgot to put the dessert in the bag. Buddy’s Burger Bar. That was your first choice. Really? No, it’s just that they have a drive thru.
It’s quick and easy. Your dessert is a little, you know, Sloan loves the pumpkin pie here. Well, I’d love to hear that. In that case, I will pack her up some pumpkin pie on that. No, I’m gonna pay for that. No, you’re not gonna do that, but you will repay me. Truth is, I want to see my grandson more. I miss that sweet face.
Yeah, okay, you got a deal. Okay, let’s go.
The usual, right? Sauvignon Blanc? Cabernet Sauvignon, actually. Of course. No, no, no, that’s fine. Thank you. Sure. I heard Roman hired you. Officially. He did. Well, congratulations. It must be so nice to be gainfully employed. Just don’t get any ideas about taking over. Taking over? Because if you try anything, Ava, I promise you, you’ll be out on your ass without a job or a place to live.
Do we understand each other?
What do you mean? What sort of terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week is EJ having? Oh, I just mean You know, being replaced by Melinda Trask of all people? That woman tried to put EJ in prison when she was a prosecutor. Just adding insult to injury. Right. Interesting. Well, I’m sure it’s in the archives.
Anyway. I am white, um, but a drink sounds enticing. Anyone interested? Oh, thanks, but I am off the wagon. No, wait, that’s not right. I am on the wagon. How long’s it been? Oh, long enough to know that I am a beautiful old soul, a work in progress worthy of peace, equanimity, and all those lovely things they talk about on podcasts.
Good for you, Leo. Seriously. Thanks. As for myself, I’m in. Okay. What do you think, uh, small bar? Good vibes, no pretentious. Oh, plus, the other night, the place was crawling with hot guys. They were staring kind of longingly into their drinks, almost like they could use some company. You know, you don’t have to drink to have fun.
Yeah, so I’ve heard. But I am also on the wagon from gorgeous charismatic men who lure you in with their charm, and they send you these selfies all throughout the day, scrubbing off in the shower, the glasses all steamed up, and you are sitting at the edge of your bed just Yeah, I’m sober from all that, too.
Well, won’t you be depriving Lady Whistleblower? I mean, you know how people get after they have a few drinks. They’re sharing all sorts of secrets. Okay, come on, let’s go. Quick. Before I make a decision, I’ll be proud. That’s the spirit. Yeah. After you.
You know, the fact that we weren’t able to keep Clyde behind bars keeps me up at night. And now to know that he’s out there running around. Well, he was caught before. We’re gonna get him again. That’s actually what I wanted to tell you. Uh, it’s about Abby’s murder. And, uh, I think I found some new evidence.
Really? What have you got? Um, Nicole found, uh, found this notebook that Abby kept when she was a rookie reporter. And, uh, it’s the, the, the last entries that actually caught my attention, you know what I mean? She took these, these copious notes about, uh, about a new drug ring in Salem. Uh, and they all point to Clyde Weston’s early days when he was setting up shop here in Salem.
She never said anything to you about any of this? No, she, uh, I think she knew that I would have, I would have, you know, shut it down and asked her to move on to something else. But I reached out to her dad and he confirmed that, uh, that Abby was working on something big, Steve. Really big. And she didn’t want to share what it was.
And then eventually just told him that, you know, that nothing came of it.
I don’t know, what do you think? Do you think that it’s, it’s possible that, that my Abby wasn’t collateral damage? That maybe she was Clyde’s target all along? So, Nicole was drunk. Eric picked her up from the small bar and brought her home. Such a gentleman. Mmm. Do they know that you saw them kissing? No, they don’t.
But obviously they’re working so closely together, coupled with their history. The way they always seem to orbit one another. It’s a disaster waiting to happen, and it must be stopped.
When our son, Jude, is placed back into Nicole’s arms where he belongs,
her maternal instincts will, without a doubt, kick in. She’ll be so overwhelmed with the need to shower her son with love that she will quit her job on the spot to focus all of her attention on Jude and, and our family. And her and I, raising a child together, a miracle brought back to us by the grace of God, would drive a stake through the heart of any lingering feelings for Eric.
That’s a great plan you have there, E. J. The only problem is, Jude is not your son.
Nicole doesn’t, nor will she ever know that. Is that what you think? Because if you go through with this plan, I will make sure everyone and anyone who is willing to listen will know who Jude’s real father is.
I Think you must know by now Since word seems to get around in this town that, um I don’t like being threatened. There wasn’t a threat. There was a promise. And unlike your boyfriend, I keep my promises. What does that mean? It means that Harris promised Lucas that he would do whatever he had to do, including going to the governor to petition for an early release.
So when you speak to Harris, Remind him to come through for Lucas. Or else. Oh. So now you’re threatening him too, huh? I’m going to leave it at this. I may have married into one of the most respectable families in Salem. But I promise you, neither you. Nora Harris. Want to know what I’m capable of.
Who I really am.
Chad, I think you should take this to the police first and see what they make of it. No, no, they have a ton of other cases to worry about. Look, you’re Abby’s uncle, okay, and I trust that you’re not going to put this thing on the back burner. Technically, they already solved the case, okay? Clyde Weston confessed to the murder.
They don’t really care about the lie. He confessed? To mistakenly killing Abby. And his target was Belle. Yeah, but, but his reasons for going after Belle as some kind of warning to EJ, they just never made sense, Steve. Okay, it never added up. And then when you, with Abby’s notes. Okay. There’s just not much to go on.
But I’ll see what I can do. Thank you. Listen. Bringing Clyde Weston down is personal to me. More personal than ever.
Slow, slow, slow. I wouldn’t turn this into a trashy reality show for you. Because if you even breathe a word of this, I will have you brought up on charges of kidnapping, inflicting intentional emotional distress, and even bribery. And after you are convicted, you will spend the rest of your natural life in prison.
You will lose Eric, your law practice, everything.
Well, if you take Jude, I, I lose him and Eric anyway. And then I still get charged for kidnapping. Ah, but with my help you will avoid jail time by fleeing the country. Meaning you will still have your freedom and a chance to start over. So, where would you like to go? Lisbon? Catahunya? Bangkok? Oh, you could be one of those, uh, what do they call it, uh, digital nomads.
Flying from city to city, opening up your laptop under a palm tree. I can make that happen, Slo. Think about it. A new identity. A new passport. A bank account flush with money. A fresh start.
You can leave all of this behind. No more lying. No more stress. No more anxiety. See ya. I mean, it must be wearing on you. Look at you.
And in return for my generosity, all you have to do is keep your mouth shut permanently.
And if I don’t? Well, we’ll just go down together. But unlike you, I won’t be anywhere near a prison.
I hear that. You have to do it. You have to lick it. Wait, wait, do we do the salt first? Yes. Or the lime? I forgot the order of operation. What do you mean? It’s the salt first, then you shoot it, then the lime. Ah, okay, okay. Okay, but wait, before we start again, I just want to say that as engrossing and fun and sloppy as this DA news is, This is so much better than, than rummaging through newspaper archives, isn’t it?
Not only that, I told the mayor that I would get quotes in the morning. Okay! Okay! Cheers! Cheers! Wait, okay, lick. Okay, wait. Two, okay, three, two, one. Oh! Mm hmm. Mm hmm. Oh my god. Oh, yum. Oh, yum. I thought you said this place was crawling with gorgeous, lonely men. All I see are guys with that hang dog, divorced dad face.
Look like they just missed their daughter’s piano recital. Oh! What about that guy over there? He’s really good looking. He’s like young Antonio Banderas. Oh my god, you’re right. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted. Looks wise, anyway. But he’s in town on business. Has a cozy apartment back in Madrid, and an adorable pint sized maid who comes over, they banter at the kitchen island.
I bet he speaks Spanish with that really sexy lisp, which is great, because I’ve been brushing up on my Spanish lately. Even my vósotras. Muy bien, muy bien. Uh, you’re, you’re learning Español? Sí! Well, Dimitri and I were going to go to Puerto Vallarta. On our honeymoon. So, I decided to learn Espanol, learn about the customs.
I bought an enormous hat.
Why don’t we change the subject? What are we eating? Oh, you know, oh, yeah, we haven’t eaten anything. The guacamole’s supposed to be really good. It’s supposed to be like a menu, but, uh, the mushroom quesadilla’s supposed to be really good. Mmm. And Ooh, how about the bacon wrapped dates? Yeah, I read that was really good, too.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s not exactly Mexican, but still so yummy. Okay. Look at the two of you. So young, so attractive. Bickering over appetizers while playing footsie under the table. Tell me Are you guys Have you figured out yet if you’re a thing, if you’re a thing thing? Oh wow. Ooh, you wanna take this one, Ev?
You want me to take it? Yeah. Okay, okay. Thing, thing. Uh, no, no. We’re not. We’re just friends. We’re just friends. But, who knows what lies ahead, you know what I’m saying? Okay, so you’re not ruling out the thing, thing, thing. I’m not ruling out the thing, thing. Okay, let me, let me put it to you this way. Okay, we had, we had our first, first date.
Back in Seattle with the hot dogs. It was disgusting. And then we had our second first date here in Salem at the, at the Bistro, at the Bistro. And then we had like a third first date the other day. Well, that wasn’t really a date. That was us just getting back on track, you know, as friends. Yeah, right. Of course, of course, because we’re just friends.
And so that was like a third, not really a date at the, at the pickleball court. So technically this is like our, this is like our third not really a date. This is our third not really a date, second, third not really a second date. Yeah. If that makes sense. I’m sorry, no, what am I listening to? Is this some ancient straight person language I know nothing about, I don’t want to know about it.
This is just us. You know trying to get a feel for for where we are Relationship wise Or should I say friendship? Okay, you know what? I’ve had enough of third wheeling waiter Can we get some more tequila over here from my friends por favor and for me? I’m gonna switch to something sweet something that Carrie Bradshaw would drink after going to an a meeting.
Thank you.
I Know that look What the, the look it says, I’m not crazy about Ava working here. Oh, come on. I would never tell you how to run the pub. I mean, seriously, if it works out, that just means you’re going to be spending more time with me rather than down here. Right.
I just wish I could trust her. I saw Steve. Hey, Roman. Okay. Hey, been for a night cap. No, no, actually, I need to see Ava. Is she around? Hey, Steve. What can I getcha? Uh, nothing. I’d just like to talk to you. Oh, okay. Well, um, I need to check if I Fine by me. Take a break. Okay. Can we take a walk? Uh, sure.
So you need to make a decision, Sloan. Do you want to say goodbye to your freedom? Spend the rest of your life surrounded by barbed wire, fencing, and surly guards? All for a pyrrhic victory? What do you want to start anew? Anywhere in the world? Have you ever been to Milan? I hear there are quite a lot of single billionaires roaming around there.
Please, please, I can’t, I can’t, I need just more time. I You have only 24 hours and not a second more. And let me remind you. This is check made slow. There is nothing you can say or do that won’t implicate you. So double crossing me isn’t even an option.
I’ll do anything, E. J. Yeah, I’m sure you would. But you have already done. So much. Far too much. And it’s finally come back to bite you. My God. Adopting Jude when you knew full well it was Nicole’s baby. And Eric’s. We lost a baby too. I had a miscarriage and we were devastated. Especially Eric. All I wanted to do was to ease his pain.
Knowing the whole time that if he ever found out about the myriad of lies you were telling, he would leave you in a heartbeat. And if your wife ever finds out that you’re not the baby’s father, do you think she’s gonna actually stay with you? Even if she does, do you really want to raise some other man’s child?
You see, to the world and to Nicole, that little man is my son. But, whatever happens, you’ve already lost Eric. You see, to Eric and to the world, you will be exposed as a liar and a thief. And you’re just prolonging the inevitable. Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we?
Sloan? Honey, are you home?
She’s gone, I want you to know. She is gone.
Sloan? It’s me, Eric. Hi, Dad. I’m sorry. I thought it was Sloan. She’s not home and neither is Jude. Must be with her. He was, but he’s not anymore. What do you mean? He’s with me. Sloan dropped him off after you left. Did she say where she was going? No, she didn’t. I just assumed she wouldn’t spend some time alone with you.
Well, she’s not with me, obviously. An emergency with a client, maybe? Yeah, maybe. I’m sure she’ll call me soon. Okay, well, you know, Jude can stay here just as long as you need him to. In fact, he’s asleep right now. Not a problem. Thanks, Dad. Hey, I’ll call you as soon as I hear from her. Please do. Okay. Bye. I’ll let you go, Sloan.
Sloan! Buenas noches, Senora Brady. Great accent, right? I have an amazing ear. I don’t know who they are. I can see that. You look like you’re right out of Sex and the Pity.
Please just stop. No, not until you tell me how that amazing little sweet potato pancake is, aka the Judester, or has he crawled back into that renaissance painting he came out of.
Another one, please. Very interesting. What’s so interesting? Just one of Salem’s most heralded attorneys knocking them back with a vengeance. Not exactly like her to overindulge. I feel like there’s something you’re not telling us. Lady Whistleblower runs a very tight ship. No leaks. But when there is something to tell, you’ll be the first to know.
So I, uh, assume this isn’t just a how you doin conversation. It isn’t. I want to go back to our conversation from this afternoon. Were Stefan interrupted? When you said you were looking for a more permanent solution to the Clyde Weston problem, did you mean what I think you meant?
He tried to kill my son. Our son. He needs to pay. So whatever I choose to do next, I’m warning you, Steve. Do not stand in my way.
Judd, what are you doing here so late? Uh, I was, uh, I came looking for you. Is everything okay? It’s been a long day. Fancy a libation? Looks like you could use one as well. No, thank you. Uh, I was actually, I was hoping for some guidance. What sort of guidance? I don’t know. Well, uh, you know, I, I, um, I, I came across some information and I don’t really know what to do about it.
Are you seeking some brotherly counsel? Yeah, uh, that and, and, uh, some counsel, um, you know, from the acting DA. Well, actually, um, Well,
look. It’s about, uh, Abigail’s murder. And I think I found something pretty interesting. Look it, there’s these, these, these meticulous jottings in Abigail’s notebook. See? Okay, I’m listening. So from what I’ve gathered, it looks like Abby might have outed Clyde Weston as the head of a burgeoning drug ring in Salem.
Like, like way back when. So what’s the insight? Okay, well. Supposedly Clyde went looking for Belle the night that Abby died. That he, that he intended to kill her. Not Abby.
I think he was going after Abby. The entire time. I don’t think it had anything to do with Belle. And, I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault.
What are you talking about your fault? Clyde hated Abby because she cheated on his son with me. Okay, and then when he found out that Thomas wasn’t his grandson. Okay, look. Clyde wanted Abby out of the picture. For a lot of different reasons, both personally and professionally. Oh, come on, Chad. There’s only one person to blame here, and that is Clyde Weston.
That monster murdered your wife in cold blood. Yeah, look, I get it. And I know what you’re going to say next, alright? Why do any of this? Because it’s not going to bring her back. But the fact of the matter is, if, if, if this killing wasn’t accidental, it means that son of a bitch hunted my wife down in her bedroom.
Now, that wound, EJ, is open. Again. Okay. Okay, I understand. What can I do to help? Look, I don’t know, okay? The fact that he’s on the run again. You know, I just have this thought that he’s like hiding out in some villa with a, with a Suitcase full of money and it makes me sick. Believe me, I too want nothing more than that scum to be wiped off the face of this earth.
I’ve had men on his trail ever since he escaped. But Chad, if there is anything, anything I can do to help you To avenge Abigail’s death, I will do it. Thank you. Is there anything else?
Um, actually, I just have one more favor to ask. Another one, please. Yes, he’s worth a few more. Take a few more. Wait, are you sure? We’ve had like We’ve had like The knight is still young, my dear. Is it not? He is so much more animated after he’s had a few. I am more jovial than usual, which is always a plus in my book.
Joviality. Is that a word, joviality? Yes. Yep. So? Hey. Oh. Oh, look who it is, everybody. My knight in shining armor. Hey. Now, did you come and save the princess from the dragon? I saw your car in the parking lot. Oh. Well. Lucky me. Isn’t it funny how every woman is a princess. Who you love ends up drowning their sorrows in booze when they don’t get their way.
What are you talking about? Stop. Never mind. Never mind. Waiter, another one, please. Son, come on. Let’s get you home. I said no. Listen, we can leave your car here, pick it up in the morning. Jude can stay at my, my dad in Cape for the night. I said no! Get your arm off of me! I mean it, girl! I said no! Get off of me!
Huh. Jude. Funny how much you remind me of your dad when he was born. Those big eyes, that smile.
Wish I’d been there to see him grow up. Oh, honey, you are there. You’re there for Eric now. He adores you. You know what I think of when I look at this little boy? I think about Lucas. When he was little, he was so unpredictable. He was such a daredevil. Constantly had me on my toes. And he still does. Yes, he does.
But he has made amends. You know, putting on, putting his life on the line. To capture Clyde. I’m so proud of him, Roman. I’m telling you now, I’m telling you now that if Harris doesn’t come through for him, this mama bear is going to take matters into her own hands.
I’m not going to stand in your way if I wouldn’t dream of it. I didn’t think so. Melissa, I don’t know what you’re planning.
But if Weston is found, by whomever, and he happens to be in a body bag instead of handcuffs, So be it.
So, how are your buddies doing decoding those images? Ugh, music to my ears. Yeah, no, not yet. Still waiting for the email from Clyde, which will be coming from an anonymous address, everything encrypted as you know. Yeah, as soon as I get it I’ll forward it to you so you can, um, send it on over to your buddies and they can do their thing.
I miss you too, Harris. Oh, God, I cannot wait until you are back in my bed. Till you’re back in my arms.
You sure you want to do this? Yeah, I’m sure.
But I don’t want to do it. I have to do it. Okay, then.
Abby? Oh, God. Abby? Abby! Abby, hey, what happened? Abby! You’re
not alone. You have your family. Yeah. I
can’t,
I can’t do this. I can’t, I can’t do this without her. I know it seems impossible right now, but you will find the strength to go on.
I still can’t believe she’s gone
and it doesn’t get any easier. It just doesn’t get easier.
Sweetheart, I do not want you to cause a scene. You’re the one causing a scene, trying to forcibly drive me out of here. May. Hey, Garrett, could use some help. Everett, are you okay? Sloane, sweetie? Uh, don’t you think maybe you’ve had enough? Perhaps it’s time to go home and watch Wheel of Fortune until you pass out?
Excuse me? Who do you think you are, the both of you? Get lost. I’m not scared of any of you. As you wish. So what’s the matter? What happened after I left? Come on, let’s go home and we can talk about this. What part of no don’t you understand? It’s one syllable and it’s a whole damn sentence, Eric. He got hurt.
What? Why would he hurt her? Come on, you are not in a good place right now. Let’s go home. I said no.
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