Days of Our Lives Transcript
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Gabi told you we had sex this morning?
Well, she referred to it more as a marathon.
[sighs]
Why? You’re not actually going to sit here and deny it, are you?
I’m not saying anything.
OK, then let me rephrase my very simple question. This morning, did you or did you not sleep with my wife?
[tense music]
[sighs]
It wasn’t easy getting either of you down here without being spotted.
[chuckles] But now that you’re both here, it’s awfully convenient. Two bitches with one stone, if you will.
[chuckles] And no messy cleanup, no worry about the police finding any evidence.
Why not? They’re bound to look down here eventually.
Well, they can look all they like, but they won’t find anything. By the time I’m finished, you’ll both be incinerated, along with everything else in this house.
That’s crazy talk, Connie. You know it is. You don’t want to do this.
[giggles] Reduced to ashes, blown to bits. This entire house will be a pile of rubble. The DiMera mansion will be your tomb.
[dramatic music]
Chad.
Hi, Kristen.
Hi. Well, as treasurer of the Salem Elementary PTA, I wanted to say thank you for subjecting yourself to the dreaded dunk tank. Not all heroes wear capes, and in your case, a shirt.
Great, thank you. Next time, why don’t you go ahead and put your money in the donation box? Three bull’s eyes, really? I’m going to be wet for a week.
I couldn’t resist.
[laughs] Even if you are my least unfavorite brother.
Yeah. Well, thank you.
Oh, you can never take a compliment, can you? Did you see Rachel and Thomas at the ticketing booth with their heads together? Plotting to take over the world, I assume.
Yeah, or the snack bar. I’m not sure which one’s worse.
Yeah, definitely. I thought Abigail might be here.
No. Why would she be here? The kids don’t even know she’s back.
And how long do you think that can go on for?
As long as it takes, Kristen.
Oh, OK. You know, just– for her not to remember her own children?
Yeah, look– OK. I’m happy to report that she’s actually getting some memories back.
Oh.
OK.
[birds chirping]
Sis, what– you know we’re not supposed to be seen together.
I know. I know. I’m sorry. I had no choice. Last night, I got this text message from Clyde Weston.
[dramatic music]
I’m here, sweetness. Yeah. Never thought I’d want to work so hard to get into SuperMax, huh? Well, the only visitor Weston is allowed is his attorney, so Shane pulled some strings for me with the warden. Now I’m in wait mode. When have I ever not been careful? Fair point.
[laughs] OK, baby, I’ll keep you posted. I love you too.
[phone beeps]
[clears throat]
[door clicks]
[tense music]
Clyde Weston.
We need to have a talk.
[soft orchestration] announcer: Like sands through the hourglass, so are the “Days of Our Lives.”
[chuckles] Well, as I live and breathe, Steve Johnson. How’s it going in the fair city of Salem?
Well, crime rate’s down now that you’re gone.
Imagine that. Your boy? How’s Hong Kong treating him?
No, no, no, no. I’m not here to talk about my son. I’m here to talk about–
Your pretty niece, Abigail.
[tense music]
[sighs]
Damn.
Yeah. Damn is right. All of a sudden, I have a timeline for when I have to have Chad marching down the aisle? How am I supposed to do that?
Well, you know the answer. You have to do what Clyde says. Marry the man ASAP.
Oh, God.
[sighs]
[dramatic music]
You told me that Abigail remembered her death. Now, does she remember anything about her life?
We’re working on it.
OK. I mean, that’s great. That’s great. And we are all in your corner.
Once more. Try it with some sincerity, please.
Sincerity?
Yeah.
Sincerity. I am being very sincere. It’s just–
Just what?
It seems that Abigail isn’t exactly champing at the bit to spend more time with you or with her own children. And I just think that’s a little odd, don’t you think?
No, I don’t, actually. And it’s none of your business, Kristen.
Oh, but it is. I mean, indirectly. You see, Rachel has been begging to have Charlotte and Thomas over for a swim, and I am running out of excuses to give her. And also, I live with this woman. And if she does turn out to be an impostor–
Yeah, except she’s not. We did a DNA test. It’s Abigail.
OK, assuming– assume– just assuming it’s– it is legit. Oh God, Chad. I mean, unless you’re keeping this to yourself, I mean–
[clears throat]
Don’t you want to know, I mean, how she survived this brutal stabbing or where she’s been for the last two years, or, I mean, what Clyde’s motives were in keeping her on ice all this time?
You know what, I’m really resenting you being so negative right now.
I’m not being negative.
Yes, you are.
No, I’m not. I’m having a healthy skepticism. That’s all I’m having right now. It’s healthy. It’s because I care about you, Chad. I care about you, and I don’t want to see you get hurt.
[sighs] So just tread carefully, hm? That’s all I have to say.
[sighs]
You already know I slept with Gabi once, and you made it abundantly clear that you don’t want her back. So what possible difference could it make to you if we, for lack of a more graceful way to put it, hooked up again in the morning?
You know damn well why it matters, because she is still my wife.
Right, right. And so you’re solidly on the moral high ground because you’ve never slept with your brother’s wife and cheated on Gabi only once, or so you claim.
[sighs] OK, I’m not even going to dignify that with a response. I will only say that if you are still sleeping with my wife, what is to stop me from testifying against you that little Jude Brady, who you claimed was your offspring, is actually Eric’s, and that you hid his paternity from Eric and the rest of the world, huh? So, EJ, why don’t you picture me holding a jury spellbound with your tales of depravity, and then answer the question.
[inhales sharply] Fine. Fine. Gabi and I didn’t sleep together this morning.
[tense music]
[sighs] So you’re saying that my wife lied to me?
Wake up, sweetheart. You don’t want to miss your last few miserable moments on Earth.
Connie, please. You’ve kept me alive all this time. It is not too late to do the right thing, please. And I swear I will keep my mouth shut about everything, everything that you’ve done.
Oh, you definitely will. Because after today, you won’t be able to open your mouth ever again. Neither of you will. And the world will owe me a big, fat thank you.
[dramatic music]
I cannot just snap my fingers and get Chad to marry me. He’s not going to marry a complete stranger.
Why not? He’s desperate to get his old life back.
And I can’t give him that.
[tense music] Sorry, I’m– Mark, I’m just having a really hard time, OK? This is harder than I thought it was going to be. Yes, Chad lives for a miracle, but there is only so much that man is going to believe. How many details are there of Abigail and his private life that only he knows? I have done my research, yes. But eventually, he’s going to see through me. And when that happens, this is all over. This is all over.
Well, if someone sees through you before you get him down the aisle, the consequences are a hell of a lot worse.
[sighs] I know. I know.
[groans] And I’m worried. I’m worried that somebody is going to be Uncle Steve. God, if he doesn’t stop asking questions–
Don’t tell me you haven’t found Abigail yet. Steve, maybe you’re not the PI you think you are.
Oh, we found her, all right.
Well, damn. I was hoping to use that info as leverage to get me out of this joint.
Come on. Don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what’s going on with Abigail. You were talking on the phone with her just the other day.
Now, how could I do that, Steve? They don’t allow any phone calls here or visitors, or even a lousy newspaper.
I’m visiting you, aren’t I? And it wouldn’t be the first time you found your way around the rules.
Yeah, well, you got me there. But even if I did have a workaround here, I’m the last person in the world Abigail would talk to. She’d never take my call.
Unless she’s not really Abigail.
Yeah, look, I understand you have a naturally suspicious mind. But if Abigail coming back was some sort of hoax, what do you theorize the point would actually be?
Oh, well, maybe she’s out to nab a handsome guy from a very rich and powerful family.
OK, so she’s after my money. OK, so if she’s after my money, then why does she insist on living apart or have no recollection of our relationship?
Well, maybe she is just reeling you in slowly.
Slowly?
Yeah.
OK, she’s moving in reverse, practically. OK, so if her MO is to weasel her way into the DiMera family–
Mm-hmm.
–she needs a new plan.
Hm. Look at that, bottled in . That was before you were born, right? Pretty close, anyway. See if you can rouse sleepyhead over there. I’ve got to go out and gather a few supplies. Don’t go anywhere while I’m gone, OK?
[door clicks]
Gabi. Gabi. Wake up. Gabi!
[groans]
Melinda?
What– what’s– what’s going on? Where are we?
We are in the basement of your house, being held hostage by your psychotic assistant.
Connie?
Yeah, I didn’t really take a leave of absence. She sent that text message from my phone. She’s been keeping me hostage in her apartment with a cardboard cutout of Li Shin.
What?
Yeah. She killed Li. She stabbed your brother Rafe.
She framed Everett. She faked his suicide.
She confessed that to you?
Upstairs, yeah.
[groans] Before she knocked me out.
Oh my God. I went to prison because of that crazy bitch!
Well, did that crazy bitch also tell you that she blames everyone for Li’s death except for herself? And she is especially infuriated with us and Stefan.
Then why is she keeping us alive?
She’s not. She’s planning on blowing us up when she gets back here, us and this entire house.
No. No. No. No! No, we can’t let her do that. We’ve got to get out of here!
[screaming]
I’m not saying that Gabi was lying.
Then what are you saying?
I’m simply saying that this is between you and her. But be warned, I am not going to stand idly by while you try– emphasis on try– to put me away because you cheated on your wife with the likes of her.
[tense music] I mean, it’s one thing to have no morals, but your utter lack of taste is just– oh my God, Stefan. It’s just appalling. Good day.
[chuckles softly]
[sighs] That smug son of a bitch, talking out of both sides of his face.
Ah. Well, focus on the positive, huh? At least he didn’t sleep with Gabi again, right?
Oh, yeah. That cheers me up to no end, Ava.
[sighs] I mean, especially because he said that Gabi wasn’t lying when she said that they slept together.
OK, come on. You didn’t–
So which is it?
I don’t know. You didn’t expect to get a clear answer from that guy, did you?
So what, what, what, what? All that bravado was just a bluff? OK, look, I know that EJ is terrified to go to prison, so of course he’s going to tell me what I want to hear. But I know for sure he and Gabi had to have slept together this morning.
Which makes me realize that Gabi now leads me -, so–
So what?
Care to help me even the score?
[dramatic music]
[sighs] I just– I can’t believe I was so clueless. When Stephanie walked in and overheard what I was saying to you on the phone, I completely spaced. I forgot that Dr. Johnson was her mother. Otherwise, I would have come up with a better cover story, obviously.
Look, you didn’t know that Stephanie was going to go blab to Kayla. And besides, there’s not many people you could have plausibly been talking to.
I know, but I– I just– it’s so easy to slip up, especially for me. I’m not built for this.
But you’re doing better than you think. Like I’ve reminded you, we have to keep this up. We have no choice.
I know. I do think that I convinced Chad that I was just confused.
Good.
But Uncle Steve is an entirely different story.
[sighs] Relax. Yeah, he may be suspicious, but there’s no way that he can prove anything. We’ll figure this out. We have to.
Yes, we do, because Clyde holds all the cards.
[tense music]
Now, why would you think that this woman who claims to be Abigail is an impostor?
Well, for one thing, she looks nothing like my niece. She’s got a brand-new face, which you know about. Because according to Abigail, you and Officer Goldman were taking care of her in Poplar Bluff before you were locked up.
Yeah, we sure did after that tragic accident.
Yeah, well, whatever happened to her, the bottom line is she could be anyone.
Not if a DNA test was done, and I assume it was.
Yeah, yeah, a good test.
And you doubt the results because?
Well, mainly because my gut tells me something’s just not right. And also, there’s a very big hole in this story.
Wow. Hey, OK. You know what, that is exactly what every girl wants to hear. “Hey, hey. You want to have a quickie? I’m trying to even the score with my wife.”
OK. All right.
Mm-hmm.
I can see where that would be offensive, although technically I didn’t use the word “quickie.”
Yeah. I inferred that.
Well, you inferred incorrectly.
Mm.
And need I remind you, you are Ava Vitali, OK? You are the last person to forgive and forget when somebody does you dirty. So let me refresh your memory here, OK? Gabi had you fired. Gabi is the reason you’re behind on your rent. And Gabi basically condemned you to a life of slinging corned beef hash.
[laughs] Right. Until you swept in and you saved me from all of this, right?
No, no, no. My point is you and I have more than enough reason to want to get revenge on Gabi. And if we want to have a little fun in the process, what’s the harm in that, huh? So why don’t we grab a bottle of Chateau Margaux, head back to the mansion, and if you need a little more encouragement, close your eyes and think of the look on Gabi’s face when we walk up the stairs together, sipping our champagne, leaving a trail of clothing in our wake. What do you say?
[chuckles]
[grunts] Any ideas on how to escape?
Well, there’s no use in yelling and screaming. This place is soundproof. I found that out the hard way.
Oh, you’re a regular beacon of hope.
OK. Just let me think, OK? Let me think.
OK.
[grunts]
Wait.
Huh?
OK. The DiMeras are all lushes. They’re always coming down here for wine and champagne.
Yeah, well, any minute Connie is going to be coming back here with the ingredients to make a bomb. We don’t have time to wait for someone to get thirsty.
You asked for hope, didn’t you?
Yeah, but not the false kind, OK? Damn it! I can’t believe you hired that nutcase. I just wish you’d checked some references instead of letting her kiss-ass her way to that job.
That is not why I hired her.
Oh, yeah.
And how the hell could I have known she was a homicidal maniac? She happened to be very helpful and efficient.
Oh, yeah, blowing up your marriage was real helpful.
I needed to know the truth.
[scoffs]
And damn it, Melinda, we can’t turn on each other now, OK? We have to find a way out of this together.
My phone.
Where?
Look.
Where?
Right there, right there. Look. OK. OK.
OK.
I have to find a way– I have to find a way to get over there. OK.
[phone ringing] It’s EJ.
[laughs]
It’s EJ. It’s EJ. OK.
All right. Well, I’ve said my piece. I tried to warn you, though to no avail, obviously.
Nope, none.
All right, I have one more question.
I have to go to work.
OK, yeah, but it will be quick. I promise. So why would Abigail want to live at the mansion? I mean, didn’t she refer to it as the mausoleum when she first came to town? And you might want to tell her that we have one in the back, if she wants to bunk with the dead relatives out there.
Stop being nasty.
I’m not being nasty.
Yes, you are. Don’t be nasty to her.
I’m not being– I’m not being nasty.
And if you want to bring Rachel by to play with the kids, just bring them over to the house.
Sure, I bet Julie would just love that.
[phone ringing]
We’ll figure it out.
All right.
I have to take this.
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps] Hey, what’s up? Go for it.
[sighs] You!
Ms. DiMera, hi. Is something wrong?
There sure as hell is.
I know what you’ve done, Ms. Vininski.
[dramatic music]
[sighs] I just hate every second of this.
You think I don’t?
[scoffs] You don’t have to throw yourself at a man who is mourning his dead wife.
No, just jeopardize my medical license, my career, my future. Look, Aaron and Felicity also need us to get this right.
I know. I know. I’m doing my damnedest. I really am.
[tense music] I just– I feel so guilty.
Yeah.
Yesterday, Chad was reciting his wedding vows to me. And his words were just full of emotion and love, and I could feel it in my soul. And–
Wait a second, sis. Don’t tell me you’re falling for him.
What? No, of course not. He’s a nice guy, Mark. He doesn’t deserve this.
No, I don’t disagree. Still.
[sighs] Still. I have to start remembering and make it convincing.
[sighs] So what do we do about Clyde?
Let me deal with him.
Tell me, Steve, what is the one very big hole in the story?
Well, actually, it’s just a part of the story that I’m guessing only you can make sense of.
Well, now you got me curious.
Why was John Black, who wasn’t even involved in this case, found tied to a chair in the same Poplar Bluff location where Abigail was being held?
Damn, that is a hell of a coincidence, isn’t it?
Coincidence, my ass. Come on. You know where John was. He was in Greece laying flowers on a young woman’s grave he allegedly killed at Victor’s behest. You know that. So tell me, what is the connection between John Black and Abigail DiMera?
What do you mean? What do you think I’ve done?
You know damn well what you’ve done. You overheard Ava and me talking about Stefan, and then you turned around and you told Gabi my brother was cheating on her.
Gabi didn’t deserve to know?
Oh, please. You did it because you’re a nasty gossip. And no, Gabi didn’t need to know. And you know what? Thanks to you, I had to fire my good friend Ava, and a lot of people’s lives are turned upside down because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut.
But you’re the ones who couldn’t keep your mouths shut to begin with, you and Ava. I just happened to overhear.
Oh, yeah, you just happened to overhear? Mm-hmm.
[chuckles] No, all you’ve done was maliciously eavesdrop. And that does not sit well with me, Ms. Vininski. And the only reason you have your job still is that Gabi thinks you are the bee’s knees. But consider yourself on notice. Gabi answers to me, and so do you. So watch your step.
You watch yours, bitch.
What did you just say?
See you around!
[chuckles]
Yo. That was my office. Apparently, there’s an APB out on one of your employees.
Who?
Gabi’s assistant, Connie Vininski.
Oh.
Gabi, hi. I just found out that you told your cuckolded husband that you and I had yet another go at it this morning, which obviously didn’t happen. Damn it, Gabi. I realize that your goal is to make Stefan’s life miserable, but I’d have appreciated a heads up since I was totally blindsided when he confronted me. Look, I didn’t want to call you a liar, but my brother doesn’t need additional ammunition against me either. So we need to get our stories straight from now on, OK?
[sighs] Call me back when you get this.
[phone beeps]
[grunts] Ah. EJ left a message. OK. OK. So he’ll expect to hear back from me, which means I know he’ll come looking for me.
You and EJ aren’t really a thing, are you?
Well, it depends on what you mean by a thing.
[groans]
We had revenge sex. And we almost did again this morning before he helped me realize that it was a bad idea. And then I saw Stefan, and I couldn’t help myself, and I told him that EJ and I did have sex again. And now it’s just–
Gabi, you do remember that we are still in grave danger, yes? So could you scooch a little faster and do a little less talking?
Hey, you asked me about me and EJ.
Yes, which requires a one-word answer. So save your breath and get to the damn phone!
Right.
Yeah.
Right. OK. OK. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh my God. OK.
No, no, no, no.
OK. I can’t die. I can’t die. I can’t die, especially before I tell Stefan that–
Before you tell him what? That you still love him? Go!
OK. OK.
Come on. Isn’t part of you just dying to see Gabi’s head explode when we show up at the mansion together?
Oh, God. All right. You know, just tell me like, what does it matter if Gabi and EJ slept together again? I mean, they already did the deed once. So what is it about doing it twice that makes it so egregious?
Because Gabi had regrets after the first time. And if they did it again, that means that those regrets are gone. That makes it a hell of a lot more egregious, don’t you think?
OK, you know what, I don’t care. Really, I don’t care how many times Gabi and EJ did the dirty, OK, or about you and Gabi and all the ways you’re trying to get back at each other in the most adolescent ways. OK, I’m over it. It’s getting old. I’m leaving.
What? Why?
Why? Why?
Yeah.
Because I feel disrespected, to put it mildly.
What, because I want us to have sex again? Ava, you are a beautiful, fascinating woman. And it’s not like I don’t care about you. I mean, we’re friends, right?
Wrong. A friend would not use me like this, especially in this way. So you know what, you can take your friendship and your stupid offer, and you can shove it.
[dramatic music]
Man, you’re jumping to all kinds of crazy conclusions here, Steve. You see, my associates in Missouri, they got multiple income sources.
Meaning what?
Meaning that if they’re using my safe house in Poplar Bluff, they’re doing some work for another boss.
To imprison another person who just happens to be from Salem too? Without your authorization? Like hell.
Steve, you asked for an explanation as to why John Black wound up in Poplar Bluff, and I gave you one. Now, if that don’t suit you, that’s not my fault. And what do you know? It’s lunchtime. And as bad as the food is here, at least my fellow inmates don’t pester me with tedious questions about inconsequential matters. I’ll see you later.
Hey, hold up a second. Listen. Listen. Now, I know you didn’t get the deal you were looking for when you gave up that information about Abigail. But I have connections with the ISA. They got me in here, in fact.
Why would I care about your connection to the ISA, Steve?
Well, because if you’d be willing to give me a few more answers, truthful ones, I might be able to go to the ISA and get them to reciprocate on my behalf, get you up out of here.
[scoffs]
[tense music]
Oh my God. Connie was just here. I was giving her a hard time. I was provoking her. You know what, I need to call the police.
I’m going to get the kids. Let’s get out of here.
All right.
[sighs]
Look, Ava, I didn’t mean to upset you.
The fact that you didn’t even realize you were doing that, it speaks volumes. And so not only do I not want your so-called friendship anymore, I don’t want your pity job that you’ve offered me either, OK? Because I would rather, I would rather sling hash for Roman, his corned beef hash, as you say, day and night than work for a clueless misogynistic ass.
I’m sorry, OK? I’m an idiot.
[sighs] What I said, my offer, it was misogynistic and clueless. You’re right.
[sighs] It’s just the idea of Gabi in bed with my brother makes me so freaking mad.
OK, you know what, that is your problem. It is not mine. And if you are so desperate to even the score with your wife in that sleazy way, I am sure there are plenty of women out there who would be happy to lower themselves to help you out. But I am not one of them.
My relationship with Stefan is complicated, Melinda.
[scoffs]
It’s not that easy to explain just everything that–
Well, well, well. Look who decided to rejoin the land of the living, for the time being, anyhoo. That’s not where I left you. Ha.
[laughs] Ah. You won’t be needing this.
Is that–
A big fat truth bomb? You’re both going to suffer mightily for what you did to Li.
Connie, please. People are going to find out what you did. You won’t get away with this! Stop now, please, while you still can.
I don’t care who finds out. I just have a few loose ends to take care of, and then I’m going home to Li, who is patiently waiting in my bed for me. And then we’ll bid Salem goodbye forever.
Li’s not in your bed, you lunatic! He is a freaking piece of cardboard!
Who is not here to defend himself from such crass insults, so I’ll have to do it for him!
Connie, Melinda and I didn’t kill him. You did. You told me so. You stabbed him in the back and let him bleed to death.
La, la, la, la! I don’t hear a word you’re saying!
Connie, if you blow this place up, you’ll end up with the same broken heart that you started with. This isn’t going to fix it. This isn’t going to fix anything. Deep down, under all that hurt, all that confusion, all that anger, you know I’m right.
[dramatic music]
Um, so… you think you could get me a deal?
I can damn well try.
[laughs] How dumb do you think I am, man? Like you could go to your brother Jack and say, oh, I’m sorry, I just had to let your daughter’s killer out of prison, man? Or supposed killer, anyway. Or Tripp’s mama? Come on, man. You’re bluffing me, and you’re doing a bad job of it at that. Guard! This man’s just leaving.
[chuckles]
[tense music]
I’ll be back.
That’s a promise.
Abby. What are you doing here? I just brought the kids home. They’re upstairs.
I’m sorry. The door was unlocked, and I thought you would want to know. I remember something.
[tense music]
Well, if it isn’t my lawyer, Jackie Chiles.
Good to see you, Mark. Glad you put those fake credentials I got you into good use. I seem to be a very popular guy today. You just missed Steve Johnson on the way out.
I know. I saw him leaving. What did he want?
He was asking me all kinds of questions about your sister. Can you believe that? He seems to think that she’s not really Abigail.
We’re aware.
[sighs] And you need to stop pressuring my sister, OK? If she moves too fast, it’s going to make people more suspicious than they already are.
Yeah, but she’s going to have to figure out something and fast. I mean, she needs to tie the knot with Chad ASAP so that I can achieve my goals. You know what my goals are, don’t you, Mark?
You want access to the DiMera fortune.
Well, I guess I wasn’t clear enough. You see, I don’t just want access to the DiMera fortune. I want the DiMera fortune. I want it to be mine, all of it.
So you better get your sister betrothed to Chad as soon as possible, or else you and her are never going to see your sweet mama alive again.
Gabi, are you here? Guess not.
[clears throat]
[sighs]
[hums]
Is this blood?
I am hurt. I am very angry. But I am not confused, not even one tiny bit. I know just what I want, and pretty soon I’ll have it.
But what about Li? Do you really want to defy him like this? I mean, he told you he didn’t want you to hurt us, right?
And you’ve been so good to me, Connie, which is why I gave you a raise, which is why I put all of my faith and trust into you. Please, Connie, don’t throw it all away. I’ll give you whatever you want.
As much as I’ve enjoyed hearing both of you grovel, the answer is no.
Oh, Connie, please don’t. Don’t do this.
Bye-bye, ladies. Have a blast.
No. No! Oh.
[device beeping]
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
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