Tuesday - 6/25
SAMI & LUCAS’ APARTMENT
MEADOW: No. No, she was murdered.
JOHNNY: Right, that’s what I figured. I remember finding her body with you, but that’s about where my latest memory burst stops.
Meadow nodded.
JOHNNY: Was he at least caught? The creep that did it, I mean?
MEADOW: He was, yeah. It was, um, it was your roommate.
JOHNNY: Charlie? That dorky, kinda weird kid? Huge glasses, drives around campus all the time?
MEADOW: Yeah. He was using his job as the campus taxi service to…to find victims.
JOHNNY: Whoa! This is crazy! I hope they locked him up for a long time!
MEADOW: They did.
JOHNNY: Good.
Johnny put a hand on Meadow’s shoulder.
JOHNNY: Are you sure you’re okay? Sorry, I can only imagine this is bringing up a lot of stuff.
MEADOW: It is, but I’ll be fine. I’ve already lived through it and, you know, it’s not easy to talk about, but I got some therapy after it happened.
JOHNNY: Okay. Is there anything I can do?
MEADOW: Hold me?
Johnny put his arms around Meadow.
JOHNNY: I’m sorry about all this.
He kissed the top of Meadow’s head.
MEADOW: Don’t be. It’s not like you can help that you’ve lost your memory.
JOHNNY: I guess. I just wish I knew what happened.
Meadow nodded.
BRADY PUB
NOELLE: Lucas seemed to take the news pretty well.
REX: Yeah. I’m sure the rest of my brothers and sisters likely will, too.
NOELLE: As will Sarah and Maggie.
REX: The only one I’m a bit less sure about is my Mom.
NOELLE: Why?
REX: You haven’t really met my Mom, have you?
NOELLE: We’ve met. We don’t know each other well or anything, but I’m sure we’ll get to know each other, especially since we’ll be in-laws soon.
REX: Right. I love my Mom, I really do. Ever since we found out that Cassie and I were her kids, she’s been great. The thing is, she can be kind of…to put it nicely, intense. Especially when it comes to her kids.
NOELLE: Should we be worried?
REX: I…don’t think so. I just think telling her is going to be a bit different than it will be telling anyone else.
NOELLE: Got it. We should probably tell her soon, right?
REX: Yeah, probably best to get it over with sooner than later.
DIMERA MANSION
E.J.: Move things along in what way?
ANDRE: We cannot allow Johnny to slip from our fingers again, yes?
E.J.: Right.
ANDRE: And what is the one thing which, in the past, has kept Johnny from participating?
E.J.: Oh, there’s more than one thing, I’d say. There’s Samantha, for one. Lucas, for another. Despite the fact that I’m sure he’d deny it, Lucas has had an impact on Johnny.
ANDRE: I should hate to think, Elvis, that Dr. Rolf forgot to switch your brain back on when he resurrected you all those years ago. Do try using it while you’ve still got it. Sami and Lucas may have some influence over the boy, but there is someone who has more. Who do you imagine that would be? Who was it that distracted him from our great work in the past?
E.J. thought for a moment. At last, he snapped his fingers.
E.J.: That Meadow girl.
André chuckled darkly.
ANDRE: Yes, the charming Meadow West. She has, up until now, been a thorne in our side for far too long. However, with his memory not being complete, we have the opportunity to change that.
E.J.: And if his memory returns?
André turned to face E.J.
ANDRE: We eliminate the problem, naturally.
E.J.: Ah. Is that truly necessary?
ANDRE: I certainly hope that it is not, but it is quite likely that the time will come when it will be. What’s the matter, Elvis? It’s not as if this would be your first time being complicit in a murder.
E.J.: No, of course not.
ANDRE: Oh, don’t tell me you’ve actually started to like the girl.
E.J.: I want my son to be happy. After what happened a few months ago, it’s the least he deserves.
ANDRE: Dear Elvis, as usual, you fail to see the bigger picture. Life is filled with unhappiness. As much as I’m sure we all want Johnny to have a happy life, his happiness cannot come at the expense of the family. Preserving Stefano’s legacy at any cost, that is the most important thing. And if the time does come where Meadow must be eliminated, Johnny will eventually move on, perhaps with a bit of persuasion.
Again, he chuckled darkly.
ANDRE: Let us hope it doesn’t come to that, however. Come, we must prepare.