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Wednesday, March 7, 2001
Craig and Nancy worry about Chloe.
MEANWHILE, people apparently called
Glen and Barb discuss Marlo in various states of gratuitous undress.
MEANWHILE, Lexie and Abe fight.
Lexie: Come on, Abe, I know you're not really ingnoring me. No one actually reads the International Finance pages
. . .
MEANWHILE, at the Kiriakis Mansion:
Lucas: Will, you're a really smart kid. You remember that you're five, while Philip, who was born the same years
as you, thinks he's sixteen.
Will: Grandma!!
Kate: Hey, if Marlena is too much of a diva to let you call her "Grandma," than so am I. Go away. (Will leaves.)
Lucas, I know that the other day I was swearing you'd keep Will forever, but since there's somthing in it for me,
you should give him up. It's, um, in HIS best interests. Did that sound believeable?
Lucas: No, Mom, late me take him. Sami's kidnapped him at least twice, and I have at least once, and then there
was Crazy Mary . . . it's been so long since he was kidnapped that he's getting unsettled.
Kate: We can't cry.
Lucas: Sure we can. It's Austin and most of the teens who can't . . . I can't believe I'm leaving the show. (Starts crying again. So does a minorly obsessed
ClayZebra.)
Sami: (arriving) Will! (he returns) I have good news.
Will: You're letting your hair go back to blonde?
Lucas: That IS good news. it looks rather awful now.
Sami: Oh, shut up.
MEANWHILE, Chloe and Philip/Peter Tork
are interrupted by Victor.
Philip: (to
the tune of "Daydream Believer")
Oh, I could hide beneath the hay
With my girlfriend, Chloe Lane.
But that you were not dead I didn't say.
But you came in and she screamed,
That things were not as they seemed.
So now I won't have sex with her today.
Victor: Shut up Chloe Lane!
It really is a pain
To ha-ave your child's girlfriend
Know that you were not slain.
Philip: She once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now she knows what a liar I can be.
Oh, I blame not her but Mom
Who went and screwed the mob.
Victor: (aside)
Yeah, right after Nicole Walker screwed me.
(aloud)
Shut up Chloe Lane!
It really is a pain
To ha-ave your child's girlfriend
Know that you were not slain.
Shut up Chloe Lane!
It really is a pain
To ha-ave your child's girlfriend
Know that you were not slain . . .
End of show
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