Days of Our Lives Transcript
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Stephanie: Papa, don’t shoot!
Stephanie: Yes, it’s me. And would you put that thing away and come give your daughter a hug?
Kayla: So, what happened?
Chad: I broke a glass in my hand.
Kayla: How’d you manage to do that?
Chad: Found out who killed my wife. And I lost it. It was leo stark.
Leo: Problem, counselor?
Sloan: You think?
Leo: You’re the lawyer. I’m just the eye candy around here.
Sloan: Well, it was all that I could do to convince those salivating cops–
Leo: I’m listening.
Sloan: To give me a moment alone with my client after that little outburst. So, let’s get one thing straight, mr. Stark.
Leo: Please, ms. Petersen, call me leo; all my friends do. Well, actually, some of them call me matty. Probably best not to remind the fuzz of the whole double-identity sitch.
Sloan: Fine, leo. But just to remind you, I’m only taking this case on for the publicity and any possible profits from the book sales of your sordid little story. Nonetheless, if you want me to defend you against these very serious charges, you cannot go off half-cocked making promises to the salem pd that you cannot deliver on. Do you understand?
Leo: First of all, “half-cocked”? Please. And who says I can’t deliver what I’m offering? I said I know who killed abigail dimera, and I do.
Xander: Sarah! I figured it out in the shower!
Sarah: What did you figure out, baby?
Xander: How we’re going to force ava vitali to admit what she did, that she helped gwen break out of prison so she could kill abigail.
Ava: What, is the air-conditioning on the fritz in this mausoleum? Oh, no, no, wait, let me guess. You were hunting poor people for sport on the secluded part of the grounds.
Ej: The legendary vitali wit.
Ava: Ooh, how about this? You were being chased through the moors all night by a werewolf only to be saved by the sunrise.
Ej: Ah, a british one. How clever, but no.
Ava: Oh! You are the werewolf?
Ej: Oh, sorry, but I don’t think there was a full moon last night. So, you’re safe for now. Actually, I just topped off an invigorating fencing workout.
Ava: Mm, fencing. Fencing, yes. I should’ve known.
Ej: Yes, indeed. Anyway, as I was saying, I just topped that off with 20 minutes in the sauna. It was quite refreshing. Perhaps next time you and your sharp wit should join me.
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Ava: Are you seriously comin’ on to your late brother’s grieving widow?
Ej: Au contraire, I was merely promoting the well-documented health benefits of a nice sauna bath. You know, studies show not only does it provide much-needed relaxation, but it also aids in detoxifying the body and reducing vascular diseases.
Ava: Hmm. Well, looks like someone’s in the pocket of big sauna. Thank you for the health lesson, dr. House.
Ej: Ooh, there’s that wit again, but really if you must liken me to a fictional physician, I’d much prefer that mcsteamy chap.
Ava: Maybe leave the wit to the professionals.
Ej: All kidding aside, I apologize if my invitation seemed untoward. I know how much your short but sweet marriage to my brother, jake, still means to you.
Xander: And then we’ll sneak into the dimera mansion dressed as plumbers–
Xander: I’m gonna wear a fake mustache. I don’t think you could pull that off, but maybe like a wig or–how about a scar? Anyway, once we’re in, we’ll infiltrate ava’s bedroom–
Xander: And I will I plant a bug underneath her humidifier and I agree, escaping is probably gonna be a little difficult, but I believe there’s a series of air ducts there and we can probably like john mcclane our way–
Xander: Darling, I think this is gonna work.
Sarah: Yes, maybe, if gwen was the one that did kill abigail, but–
Xander: But what?
Sarah: [Sighs] Not if it was someone else.
Sloan: So you’re telling me that you’ve known this whole time who killed abigail dimera, and you’re just now coming forward with the information? Even if I manage to prevent you from going away for murder, the da will have a damn good case against you for obstruction of justice.
Leo: Did I say I knew the whole time?
Sloan: Well, you can bet that melinda trask will argue that you should’ve proffered this information the second you knew the killer’s identity, and she’ll be right!
Leo: What if i was just trying to protect someone I care about?
Sloan: You are facing a first-degree murder charge! This is not the time for dale carnegie’s “how to win friends and influence people.”
Leo: Never read it. Now, “the joys of gay sex”? That one I highly recommend.
Sloan: I need you to focus, leo. I need you to tell me who killed abigail dimera, and I need you to tell me now.
Kayla: So how did leo get into the tunnels in the first place?
Chad: It just never ends with her. You know, those two go way back, both birthed from the bowels of hell together.
Kayla: So you really think that she was involved?
Chad: She’s been obsessed with my wife since she came to salem. She blames abigail for being the daughter who got it all. You know, she got to grow up with jack as her father while she was raised by some dysfunctional, screwy mother, as if abby had it all. You know, from what I heard, jack wouldn’t have won any father of the year awards while abigail and jj were growing up.
Kayla: It’s a bit harsh, isn’t it, chad? I mean, do you think that jack deserves that? He just lost his daughter.
Chad: Yeah, I do. And more. He was at the hotel room when I confronted her. Stood by her the whole time, and she said she didn’t know anything about any of this and he just backed her all the way.
Kayla: That must’ve been hard to hear.
Chad: Yeah, and then the daughter that he knew and loved his whole life was cut down in her prime and he still defends the bad seed.
Kayla: Chad, you’re a father. Surely, you could understand jack not wanting to believe that gwen had anything to do with abigail’s death. I mean, it’s horrible enough to lose one daughter, but to think that another child is responsible?
Stephanie: You scared the hell out of me, dad.
Steve: That makes two of us. But I sure am happy to see you. I have missed you so much.
Stephanie: I’ve missed you too. So why’d you come in here, gun literally blazing?
Steve: Well, I got an alert that the security alarm went off. And I wonder how that happened.
Stephanie: Guilty. Took me a minute to remember the code– emily & gideon 4eva. I thought mom stopped setting the house alarm because there was, like, a glitch or something.
Steve: She did. I asked her to start using it again.
Steve: I’m sorry to have to tell you this, baby girl, but orpheus is back, and he’s targeting our family again.
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Xander: [Sighs] That sick, sadistic bastard. Pretending to be a magical sprite. But betraying a child’s sense of wonder and belief in the fantastic, all the while, laying in wait to kill the lad’s mother.
Xander: God, it’s like something straight out of “dateline nbc.”
Sarah: Yeah. I guess our theory about gwen and ava being involved in abigail’s murder just kind of goes out the window now.
Xander: Not so fast, my love. I wouldn’t go issuing any get out of jail free cards for that gruesome twosome just yet.
Ava: Where is that damn butler when you need him? Don’t worry, harold, I’ll get it–wouldn’t want to inconvenience you. What the hell are you doing here?
Gwen: Is that any way to greet a friend?
Ava: Come on in, why don’t you? Have to say, I wasn’t expecting a visit from you.
Gwen: Since when do you and I stand on ceremony? Oh, I see how it is. Now that you’re a bona fide dimera wife living the high life in the big, grand mansion, you’re just too posh to receive a visit from a lowly peon like me, unannounced no less, is that it?
Ava: Yes, well, we high society types do prefer that our visitors call ahead. But don’t worry, I’ll still consort with a select few peons from time to time.
Gwen: Oh, well, how very benevolent of you. Far be it from me to waste your precious time. Just thought I’d pop in and put your mind at ease now that the news is out.
Ava: What news?
Gwen: You haven’t heard? Leo stark is in custody. They think that he killed my sister.
Leo: This isn’t easy for me, okay? This particular friend and I go way back.
Sloan: How touching. Is the rhoda to your mary gonna be there to hold your hand when the state decides to give you the needle?
Leo: Please don’t say that. I hate needles. One spring break, I was supposed to get a tramp stamp to match my spiritual twin, britney spears, but I passed out at the tattoo parlor before they could prick me. I guess there is a first time for everything.
Sloan: As fascinating and revelatory as your stories full of skeevy double entendres may be, could we possibly get back to the matter at hand? Namely, keeping you from going down for a murder rap?
Leo: Fine, fine, be that way.
Sloan: So what about this proof you say you have, that your friend killed mrs. Dimera? Does it really exist?
Leo: Oh, it exists all right.
Kayla: Sorry, I know it hurts.
Chad: It’s fine.
Kayla: You really did quite a number on yourself here.
Chad: It’s really not that big of a deal.
Kayla: I’m not so sure about that. Shingles.
Steve: You’re welcome.
Stephanie: [Sighs] Dad, I hate to see you this shook up. I mean, okay, so orpheus is out of statesville.
Steve: Which is a travesty to begin with.
Stephanie: And yes, he did send mom some flowers.
Steve: Yellow freakin’ roses.
Stephanie: But still.
Steve: But still what?
Stephanie: The steven earl johnson I know, my big, strong protective papa, that guy wouldn’t have blinked at all that. He would’ve already found a way to neutralize the threat, and with time to spare for a round of poker with the boys, and he would’ve cleaned up too. He would’ve emptied the pockets of john, abe, and roman.
Steve: Don’t you doubt it, baby. Remember, I am still your big, strong, protective papa, and I’ve already found a way to neutralize orpheus.
Stephanie: So what are you waiting for? What’s the problem?
Steve: The problem is, little sweetness, mama sweetness won’t let me eliminate the son of a bitch.
Kayla: You know, I’m not worried about this injury, chad. It’s not serious, thankfully. I’m worried about you hurting yourself again.
Chad: It was just an accident. Like I said, I just lost my temper. But I’m not acting out or anything, kayla. My problem isn’t that I’m suicidal. My problem is that I am homicidal.
Kayla: Don’t say that.
Chad: That’s the truth. You know what I wish for? I wish that rafe would leave me alone with stark, turn a blind eye for five minutes with none of the police station cameras, no guards, no lawyers, just me and him– five precious minutes, me and him and justice– justice for my abigail.
Kayla: Do you really think that killing leo is going to end your pain?
Chad: What makes you think I want my pain to stop?
Kayla: Why wouldn’t you want that?
Chad: Because it’s all I have, and if that goes away, then I have nothing. So I can’t do that. I can’t let her go. I will not let her go.
Sloan: Okay, I think we can work with that, and do you really have this evidence?
Leo: It’s right where I told you.
Rafe: Well, well, well, if it isn’t sloan petersen.
Sloan: Hello, rafe. It’s been a long time.
Rafe: Yeah, not long enough.
Leo: Rude! I like it.
Sloan: So, I see that detectives hunter and brady realized they were out of their depth and decided to call in the big gun.
Leo: Just how big is that gun, mr. Commissioner?
Rafe: My detectives got called in on another case, so I’m just stepping in, but they did warn me that you are representing the talented mr. Stark here.
Leo: Talented? You make me blush.
Sloan: They warned you? Should I take offense?
Rafe: I didn’t realize you were so easily insulted. I would’ve thought that salem’s most prolific ambulance chaser would have a thicker skin, after all.
Leo: Um, commish, if I may? How thick is your skin?
Sloan: Thick enough apparently to withstand being the most bumbling commissioner in the history of the salem police department. So did I hear right, rafe, that your girlfriend’s successfully managed to frame you for being a dirty cop after she found out you were cheating on her?
Rafe: I’ve been exonerated. Yeah, and that’s “ex-girlfriend.” See, now, I’m a happily married man.
Sloan: Well, I’ll send my condolences to the not-so-lucky lady.
Leo: Ooh! It is getting hot in here! Is it not? All this cross talk, I feel just like rosalind russell.
Rafe: All right! Enough of the nonsense. Detectives brady and hunter have already told me about leo’s bogus claims.
Sloan: I can assure you there’s nothing bogus about them. My client knows who killed abigail dimera, and he has proof.
Rafe: Oh yeah? Well, out with it.
Leo: Yes, sir.
Sloan: Leo will tell you everything, as soon as he gets immunity.
Sarah: So ava used her mob connections to bust gwen out of prison.
Xander: Then leo helped gwen sneak into the dimera mansion where she finally got her ultimate revenge, violently murdering her most detested half-sister.
Sarah: And then leo took off with abigail’s priceless jewelry. I guess it’s possible they were all in cahoots. Which if that is what happened, the three of them are so much depraved than I could’ve imagined.
Ava: So the police think leo stark killed abigail?
Gwen: Apparently so.
Ava: Mm, I don’t know. I’m just– I’m not so sure I buy it. I mean, you knew leo the best. You think he’s capable of murder?
Gwen: Leo was furious with chad and abigail for the part that they played in ruining his happiness.
Ava: Yeah, yeah, I know. I know they broke up his marriage to dr. Moneybags, but still, I mean, stabbing someone to death? It just doesn’t seem like his style.
Gwen: Well, you and i both know that vengeance can drive somebody to do unspeakable things.
Ava: Yeah, that is very, very true. Ooh, it’s kind of like when you asked me to break you out of prison on the same night that abigail died. Tell me, gwen. Were you being driven by vengeance that night?
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Gwen: And here I thought that leo’s arrest would’ve put your suspicions of me to bed.
Ava: Well, you can’t blame a girl for being curious, gwen. I mean, I did bust you out of prison on the very night that abigail met her maker, and we both know how much you hated her– much more than leo, I would wager.
Gwen: I didn’t hate abigail. I was merely–
[Sighs] I was merely very jealous of the life that she lived, the life that I was deprived of. Deep down, I–I actually did– I did care for her and her children, my niece and nephew. I could never live with the responsibility of having taken their mother from them.
Ava: Yeah, whatever gets you through the night, toots.
Ej: Oh, hello, ladies! I’m experiencing a little bit of déj vu. Once again, I enter my living room to find the two of you with your heads together. How curious. I do hope you’re feeling better, gwen.
Gwen: Beg your pardon?
Ej: You were under the weather? Isn’t that why you missed dinner with ava and me?
Gwen: Oh–[Clears throat] Yes, yes, of course. Yes, I’m still not quite myself actually. Uh, do accept my apologies, and I’ve just received some rather disturbing news. My friend is in jail, leo, being questioned about abigail’s murder.
Ej: Mm, yes, leo stark. I heard all about that while I was getting dressed. My brother, chad, and I, we’re not on the best of terms as of late, and abigail was a cherished member of the family, wonderful mother and devoted daughter and friend to many, and she died here in this house, under my roof. It’s– it’s unspeakable. I do hope the authorities nail leo stark and anyone else who may be responsible for my sister-in-law’s death, to the wall.
Sloan: So why don’t you trot on over to trask’s office and get my client that immunity deal? And then leo will sing like a canary.
Leo: I do have a beautiful voice.
Rafe: Ah, yes. Well, sorry, counselor, but no deal. You see, I already have a suspect in custody who had means, motive, and opportunity, and those are just the facts.
Sloan: Your facts are flimsy at best.
Rafe: Mm-hmm. See, you may call two identifying witnesses flimsy, but I doubt a jury of his peers will see it that way.
Leo: Peers? Honey, I’m in a class by myself.
Sloan: A little boy who still believes in the tooth fairy and a repeat ex-convict don’t exactly make for star witnesses.
Rafe: We already know your client accessed the dimera family home. We don’t have to take little thomas’ word for it, because we found leo’s fingerprints on the silverware in the wine cellar where he was squatting.
Leo: Ugh, “squatting.” It’s such a gauche term. I prefer “subletting.”
Sloan: Shut up, leo. The commissioner and I are negotiating.
Rafe: No, actually, we are not negotiating, because you have nothing to negotiate with, and I am losing my patience. Now, you can either choose to come up with this proof that you so claim to have, or I am going to request that da trask indicts you for the murder of abigail dimera.
Kayla: Chad, I cannot presume to know what you’re feeling. Everybody grieves differently, and I know it’s not a fair comparison because I got steve back. But I’m sorry if what I say seems insensitive to what you’re going through.
Chad: Kayla, you can say whatever’s on your mind.
Kayla: I know almost better than anybody, the rage that goes with grief when you lose somebody that you love to violence. When I thought that I had lost steve, I was consumed with wanting revenge. I wanted lawrence alamain, the man that I was led to believe was responsible for steve’s death– I wanted him to pay, and it took me a really long time to let go of that desire for revenge. But I had to. Not just for me, but for stephanie. My daughter needed me to be whole, just like thomas and charlotte need you.
Chad: Yeah, I– I get that, but like you said, it’s not the same. Steve came home to you.
Kayla: And I thank god every day for that. Chad, I know that your loss is unspeakably tragic and painful for you and your children, but you– you’ve got to find a way to deal with the anger about how it happened or who you think might be responsible for it, and figure out how you can try to let it go.
Stephanie: Whoa. When I said I thought you’d quickly neutralize orpheus, I didn’t mean permanently. Dad, come on, you can’t just kill a man for no reason.
Steve: No reason? That evil bastard has been terrorizing the people I love since reagan was in office. I think that’s reason enough.
Stephanie: [Sighs] You really are worried.
Steve: I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you or your mom or your brothers, and I don’t intend to find out.
Stephanie: And I bet seeing what’s going on with aunt jennifer and uncle jack doesn’t help.
[Sighs] I still can’t believe abigail is gone.
Steve: Me neither. My heart goes out to everyone who lost abigail, and poor chad and those kids.
Stephanie: [Sighs] I really should go see them. Everyone’s still staying over at doug and julie’S.
Steve: Yeah, that’s right, but you’re not going anywhere except back to seattle.
Stephanie: [Scoffs] Why would I go back to seattle? I just got here.
Steve: I need you and your brothers to lie low in seattle until orpheus can be dealt with.
Stephanie: You may be willing to put your entire life on hold for orpheus, but I’m not.
Steve: I’m not asking you to put your life on hold.
Stephanie: Yes, you are.
[Chuckles] A prospective client here in salem is considering hiring stephanie johnson public relations for some big project. Dad, this could be huge for sjpr–for me. That’s why I’m here, not just to pay my respects for abigail.
Steve: Who’s the client?
Stephanie: They haven’t disclosed their name yet.
Stephanie: It’s top secret. They want to wait until we meet in-person tonight.
Steve: Oh, baby. Don’t you see? There is no client. It’s orpheus.
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Stephanie: [Sighs] You think my prospective client is orpheus?
Steve: Of course it’s orpheus. It’s a trap. Why else would they keep their identity a secret?
Stephanie: I don’t know, like a million different reasons. They could be a celebrity or a politician. They could be a company who’s looking for a new firm.
Steve: Or it could be a psychopath named orpheus.
Stephanie: Enough. Dad, enough. You need to stop with this orpheus paranoia! My meeting was set up by a trusted colleague. I’ve worked with them countless times, and don’t you forget I’m no babe in the woods. My father taught me how to take care of myself.
Steve: Steph, I know that you can handle yourself, but all the pepper spray in the world is not going to protect you from a madman like orpheus. I really wish you and your stubborn mother would realize what a threat he is to us.
Stephanie: Where is mom?
Steve: She’s at the hospital.
Stephanie: Well, let’s stop arguing and go see her. I have just enough time to surprise her at work before I definitely go to my important meeting.
Steve: What was the word I just used to describe your mother? It starts with an S.
Steve: Okay. We’ll go surprise your mom, and then I will definitely accompany you to your very private, secret meeting.
Steve: Don’t “dad” me. If you’re determined to go to this meeting, I’m determined to have your back. Don’t you forget, your papa can be just as stubborn as you and your mom. Let’s go.
Kayla: Chad, have you considered therapy?
Chad: Sonny mentioned that too.
Kayla: Well, I’m sure that marlena could find you a grief support group.
Chad: And what is that? Sit around with a bunch of– a bunch of other sad sacks feeling sorry for myself?
Kayla: No, you would learn how to deal with your anger, and maybe not let it eat away at you. Maybe you can stop hurting yourself and getting drunk and yelling at your kids.
Chad: Who told you that?
Kayla: Jennifer. Because she’s concerned about you. She loves you, chad. We all do. You went to marriage counseling, right? Abigail told me that.
Chad: Yeah, that was different.
Kayla: But you know that it helped heal your marriage. Now, I don’t know how long it’s going to take to heal your heart, but maybe you can learn to be kinder to yourself and be more present for your children.
Sarah: Have you given any thought to how we’re going to prove ava and gwen are in cahoots with leo?
Xander: Yeah, I just thought we’d stick to my original, brilliant plan and break into ava’s room at the dimera mansion and planting a bug. I’ll get my fake mustache!
Sarah: Or! Or, and now hear me out, I’m just spit balling here, we could go to the police with everything we know.
Xander: I mean, yeah, I suppose that would work too.
Gwen: Right, well then, I really must be off. So you take care, ej. Ava, I’ll talk to you soon.
Ej: Oof, she seemed upset.
Ava: Wouldn’t you be? She just found out her best friend may’ve offed her kid sister.
Ej: Oh, funny. I would imagine that latest development would make gwen feel quite relieved.
Ava: Why on earth would you think that?
Ej: Well, now that leo stark is the number one suspect in abigail’s murder and currently in custody, the police are that much further from realizing that gwen is just as likely to have done the deed with your help.
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Sarah: Gwen. What a coincidence. We were just talking about you.
Gwen: Mm, in a very warm way, I’m sure.
Xander: We read the article in “the intruder” about your good friend leo, arrested for murder.
Gwen: Yes, as you can imagine, I’m quite devastated.
Sarah: So you think that leo’s guilty?
Gwen: Well, the salem police seem to think so. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have brought him in for questioning.
Xander: Well, that works out really well for you, doesn’t it, gwen? I mean, sure, you lose your best friend, but I’d say that’s a small price to pay for getting away with murder.
Leo: All right, I’ll give up the killer and the proof. No need to strip me naked and torture me under harsh lights. That is, unless you think that’s totally necessary, commissioner.
Sloan: Handing over crucial evidence and the culprit has to net us something, hernandez.
Rafe: Yeah, sure. And once I see who and what leo has to offer, I will talk to trask and we will consider what it’s worth. And that is the best I have to offer.
Sloan: I think it’s your best bet.
Leo: Maybe I should hold out for the strip search.
Rafe: Forget it.
Leo: Okay, fine, fine, fine, wait. All right, mr. Big gun, when are we going to get this evidence?
Rafe: No, no, no, no. You’re not going anywhere. You’re staying here. Ms. Petersen is gonna take me to it.
Kayla: Well, your tetanus is up to date, that’s good. I called in a prescription for you down at the pharmacy, and you could change that bandage later today, and come see me in a week, and I will make sure that the whole thing is healing properly.
Chad: Thank you.
Kayla: Mm-hmm. And when you go down to the pharmacy to pick up your prescription, you could just pop into marlena’s office. I mean, you could always cancel the appointment if you change your mind.
Chad: Okay, you win.
Kayla: Thank you.
Chad: Thank you.
Kayla: Any time.
[Elevator dings] Ah, hey, you! How are you? Did you figure out why our alarm was going off at the house?
Steve: I sure did.
Stephanie: Hey, mom.
Kayla: Stephanie! Oh, my baby girl! Wow! Wow!
Ava: You must be loopy from spending all that time in the sauna if you think I helped gwen do anything to abigail.
Ej: “The lady doth protest too much, methinks.” That’s from “hamlet,” in case you were wondering.
Ava: Oh, I know my shakespeare, you pretentious ass.
Ej: I heard you, ava. I heard you admit to breaking the wretched ms. Gwen rizczech out of prison the night abigail was killed.
Ava: Ah, so you were eavesdropping?
Ej: I happen to live here. And how was I to know one of my guests would be openly discussing her latest criminal exploits in my parlor room?
Ava: I’m not sure what you think you heard, ej, but you’re barking up the wrong tree.
Ej: Oh, come now, ava. We both know this is your mo. You helped my sister, kristen, break out of police custody once before, and if I recall, I kept that little bit of information to myself. But I just don’t know if I can cloak your sins a second time.
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Kayla: Oh, my gosh, I can’t believe you’re here. Why didn’t you call us and let us know you were coming?
Stephanie: It was a surprise. I’ll fill you in later, mom, okay?
Kayla: Of course.
Chad: Stephanie, hi. Yeah, I didn’t know you were home.
Stephanie: Just got in to town. Chad, I’m so sorry about abigail.
Chad: Yeah, well, yeah, we got your flowers. Thank you.
Stephanie: If there’s anything I can do for you and the kids, please let me know.
Chad: I appreciate that.
Kayla: What’s the matter? Aren’t you happy stephanie’s home?
Steve: We’ll talk about it at lunch.
Ava: Oh, careful, elvis. I’m reminded of another shakespearean quote. I can’t recall the play. “He who snitches shall endeth in stitches.”
Ej: [Chuckles] Oh, clever girl.
Ava: Mm, methinks so too.
Ej: Mm. But I’m afraid your little warning has fallen on deaf ears. Now, if you were still connected to the vitali crime family, that would have given me slight pause. But we both know that is no longer the case, which is why you’re so desperate to cling on to my late lug-head of a brother’s stake in my family’s company.
Ava: Screw you, ej.
Ej: Which one of the bard’s plays is that from?
Ava: Hmm. “Taming of the pompous ass.”
Ej: Hmm. Well, in due time, I might take you up on your aforementioned offer, but in the meantime, I’d rather you give me one good reason why I shouldn’t tell rafe hernandez what I know about you and gwen rizczech.
Sloan: It was where you said it would be.
Leo: Ah. And did rafey confess his love for me right there on the spot?
Sloan: No, I’m afraid not. But now that commissioner hernandez has the evidence, he should be dropping in on abigail dimera’s real killer as we speak.
Leo: She’s probably gonna kill me too.
Gwen: What are you saying?
Sarah: Oh, drop the act, gwen. We know that you were at the mansion that night that abigail died.
Gwen: That is absolutely ludicrous. I was locked up away in statesville that night that my sister met her bitter end. It’s a matter of public record.
Sarah: Oh, save it! We know that you’re the reason that lucas claimed that he saw me there! It was you in that damn mask!
Rafe: You mean this mask? This one? Gwen rizczech, you’re gonna have to come with me, because I have a few questions for you about your sister’s murder.