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colour (color),
recognise (recognize),
defence (defense)
and so on, are not
typing or spelling
errors as we
adopt European
English spelling
in Australia.
 

AUSTRALIAN READERS PLEASE NOTE: The wrap up you see now is CURRENT for MELBOURNE.  NSW is 3 days ahead of us, Perth in Western Australia is about 18 months behind, regional Western Australia is ahead by 2 days.  South Australia- previously behind, then
3 weeks ahead are now 
about 7 days ahead! 
(good grief) Other towns and regions are all over the place This gives us a jolly
old time - the wrap ups 
are either old news,
last week's news
or "Spoilers"  depending where you are! Whatever your situation, please 
sit back and enjoy!  


 


A Better Word and Resume

Feb 2001 - Week 4 Day 3

Episodes screened June 97 in the U.S. 

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Feb 28

LOOKING FOR BILLIE

Bozo's still searching for Billieboob from the comfort of a roadside café in Rome. On to his 33rd espresso, he moves around taking in a full 360 degree view from his chair.  Nope, she's not there.  But he sure wishes his FashionFace was.  He can only imagine what Hopeless must be thinking about his return to Rome, after his half-day stopover in Salem.  Nevertheless, he can't think of that now.  There's searching to be done.  Turning, he sneaks a peek over his left shoulder. Nope, not there either. Damn!  This might end up leading to a more intensive search - he may have to visit another café - at the very least choose a new table!

THE TEMPTER

SMax has untied Billieboob from her bed, and she is promised she can leave the seedy hotel room - as long as she swallows a fresh round of mind-altering drugs.  No, no no, Billieboob says feverishly unable to take her eyes off the pills.  I'm not taking any more drugs.  Ever.

Ah, you want them, coos SMax, who's happy to wait for his opportunity.

Turning your back on a bad guy can be a fatal mistake, and it sure is for Billieboob, as SMax, seeing his opportunity, places his hand, pills enclosed, over Billieboob's mouth.  Choking, she swallows the pills and coughs, devastated that she's swallowed more pills. 

I'll return soon, SMax smiles devilishly as he sweeps from the room, as Billieboob sinks to the bed, suddenly woozy.

INTERROGATION

Eric's intent on exposing Scami's amnesia or lack of it, when she handballs nicely back to her brother.

 

 

 

You tell me what you're hiding! she challenges.  What's stopped you from returning to Salem when I really needed you?  My accident!  Dad's funeral! You haven't been there for any of them.  Eric turns his back and sighs.  I don't want to talk about it, he fumes.

BILLIE

Staring at sweating face, dark rimmed eyes and lank hair, Billieboob is a candidate for a television makeover.  But her mind isn't on her appearance at the moment.  Oh Bozo, she groans as chills wrack her body and she looks longingly at the rest of the pills left thoughtfully on the table. 

Please come and save me!

BOZO

Bozo gets a call.  There's been a breakthrough.

A sighting of a big breasted American female has been made in Rome, so obviously Bozo's following THAT lead whether it's Billieboob or not!  (as any red blooded male would do).

 

 

NEW TREATMENT

Marlena's ordered some industrial strength antibiotics.  Despite the best germ warfare specialists in the world conceding defeat at the ISA hospital, Marlena has written a prescription that she hopes will be just the ticket.  Roman's dreadfully grateful, but fears he hasn't long to live, and nods off for his obligatory nanosecond of sleep.

Upset, Marlena bumps into John the hallway, where an effort is made to link lips.  Sorry to interrupt, coos Kristen breaking the moment.  "No you're not!" snarls Marlena angrily, as Kristen raises an innocent brow.  I just thought you'd like to know that Roman is choking, she says calmly, as Marlena hotfoots it into the sick room, and John looks exasperated from interrupted sexual activity.

BILLIE'S NIGHTMARE

Curtis Reed, Billie's dead father from hell, makes her drug experience a unique one.  As Curtis harangues and harasses his daughter, belittles her achievements and her worth as a human being, Billieboob tears at her hair.  You're not here, you're not real, you're dead, she shrills only half believing it herself.

PLEASED

Stefano is watching the DiMansion monitor with interest as his colony of Salemite ants go about their lives.  He leans closer when he sees daughter Lexie arrive.  

I want to speak with you Kristen, sniffs Lexie.  I want to ask you a few questions about Stefano.

Yes! chuckles Stefano. My beautiful daughter Lexie is fascinated by my incredible charisma.  It won't take long for her to be an authentic DiMera!

MULTI-TASKING

Whoever decreed that BozoCop was a one task man, had better think again.  BozoCop can multitask - and how.  

Here he is driving in Rome, reading a map, and talking on his cell phone to Kate simultaneously.  Assuming he doesn't drive straight into Colosseum, there's a good chance he'll find Billieboob.  

ERIC BIG MOUTH

Reporting to Carrie, big mouth Eric, is lamenting his lack of success with Scami.  She managed to turn it around and start delving into MY secrets, he laments. We can't tell Scami the truth about dad dying though, she couldn't handle it.

Standing behind him, Scami's jaw drops.  Daddy's dying? she whispers her eyes wide. As her relatives collectively become interested in their shoes, no one is talking, until Marlena pipes up.  

Honey, we didn't want to upset you, she blurts but....

Instantly Scami starts to wail.  Oh Ausdumb! get me Ausdumb.  Not daddy!!!

VISITING ROMAN

Commander Amiable Abe is visiting Roman's room, as Marlena looks on.  Ah yes, chokes Roman reminiscing.  Remember all the good cases we worked on partner? Abe nods sadly as Roman perks up.  Remember the case of the Salem Strangler where I came to stay with you because you were in danger? You were champagne, I was beer, and yet the most wonderful moment in my life Doc was when you admitted your love for me.

Me too, whispers Marlena tearfully.

LEXIE AND KRISTEN

Kristen thinks it's a social visit, but Lexie makes the reason for this discussion clear.  She's here to discuss Stefano.  What is it, she wonders that turned Kristen into such an evil, rotten lousy person?  Is it a DiMera curse?

Considering, Kristen looks over her shoulder.  I think it could be, she frowns.  And if I were you, I'd be frightened.  Stefano just brought me up, but it's you that has his blood.

Looking stricken, Lexie leaves.  Food for thought indeed.

 

TIME FOR BED?

The last kiss interruptus, has sparked John's natural interest in sex, but Marlena can't oblige.  I need to stay up tonight to monitor Roman's medication she whispers.  We have to tell Roman the truth, John declares.  You're right agrees Marlena.  He wrote us those letters telling us to make a life for ourselves.  He wanted us to be happy.  I'll go tell him now.

Overhearing, Kristen panics.  Calling Stefano, she asks for advice.  Did you hear that? she spits.  Marlena's going to tell Roman the truth!  What should I do?  Fuming, Stefano grinds the phone to dust in his hands.  I don't care what you do just stop her! he demands slamming down the phone and biting his knuckle in angst.  If someone tells the truth in Salem, every single plot Stefano ever devised will come crashing to the ground.  It can't happen!

ROMAN & MARLENA

Entering Roman's room, Marlena summons the courage to tell him the truth, as John stands nearby.

Having you in my life Doc, coughs Roman reflecting, has been the most wonderful thing.  You are my only love Doc.  That is selfish of me to say that Doc, but I don't care. I need you, I need you very much.  You need me too Doc, don't you?

I will be there for you, whispers Marlena tearfully as John looks down.....

.....and Kristen smiles, breathing deeply.  Yes! she whispers gratefully.  Yes!

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