Tuesday - 7/23
PORCH - WALDEN
Will tried to cover a nervous laugh with a cough.
WILL: Yeah. I, uh, I first heard about this from my daughter.
LIESL: Oh, Al, that must have been one of those little girls you mentioned seeing around the Fourth.
WILL: Yeah, that would have been her.
AL: I have to apologize, I think I scared the daylights out of her and her friends. I just don’t think they should’ve been playing around there and didn’t want them getting hurt.
WILL: No, that’s totally understandable. Thank you for discouraging my daughter and her friends from going into the house. They all should have known better.
LIESL: So dear, what made you want to write about the Merritts?
WILL: Well, I haven’t decided for sure if I am or not. My daughter mentioned them to me over the Fourth of July weekend, she thinks there might be something to look into with them. I’m just trying to see if there is or not. You two knew the Merritts?
LIESL: Oh, very well!
AL: They lived here…oh, as far back as I can remember, anyway, and that’s a long time.
Al chuckled.
AL: Let’s see…there was Joseph and Ruth, they were the parents. Then there were the three kids, George, Francis and Esther.
LIESL: No, there were four. You’re forgetting the youngest, Jesse.
AL: Right, right, Jesse.
WILL: So, have you been to the house?
LIESL: Oh, sure! Been in it many times! In fact, if I close my eyes, I can still see Mrs. Merritt pulling a sheet of biscuits out of the oven ready for dinner.
WILL: What were they like?
AL: Well, like I said, they were wonderful people. All of them. They were hard workers, Joseph and Ruth. The kids were, too. Some of the nicest people you’d ever meet in your life.
LIESL: They used to run that general store, the one that used to be on 35th.
AL: That’s right. They ran that for a lotta years. And everyone around here loved them.
WILL: So…what happened?
LIESL: What do you mean, dear?
WILL: I mean, if they were so well known and liked in the community, what happened to them? Why’s their house abandoned and like a time capsule?
SUSAN & EDMUND’S HOUSE - ENGLAND
E.J.: Auntie, I am shocked!
PENELOPE: You shouldn’t be. You should know by now the way that I feel about you.
E.J.: Oh, please. You hardly even know me!
PENELOPE: Wrong! I do know you, Elvis. I know you better than many people would think. Have you forgotten what André did to me, what you assisted him in doing to me?
E.J.: What André did, making you think you were Kristen…I had no part in it.
PENELOPE: No, but you were more than happy to hide the truth, weren’t you? That doctor, Rolf or whatever his name is, may have been the one to perform the procedure, but you certainly weren’t averse to any of it happening.
E.J.: Look, what is the point of all this? You have your life back, you have your freedom back. And anyway, how am I to blame for any of this? I was a baby when you were presumed dead. If anyone, you should be cross with Edmund, he’s the one who pushed you into the pool thinking you were Kristen!
PENELOPE: Edmund and I have worked through our issues. You and I, on the other hand, our issues run somewhat deeper. I know what the DiMeras are like, I know what you are like, Elvis!
E.J.: Well, you won’t have to put up with me for long. I’m just going to stay here until things cool down in Salem, perhaps a month or two-
Penelope laughed without humor.
PENELOPE: A month or two? Elvis, you caused your son to have brain damage! Whether you meant to or not, that is not something that just gets blown over, especially not in a month or two! And anyway, you are officially a fugitive! You fled the country!
E.J.: I did not flee the country, I was kidnapped and escorted out of the country against my will.
PENELOPE: Good lord, man. Use your brain, if you still have one! Or did Rolf turn that into mush on André’s orders, as well?
E.J. looked insulted.
PENELOPE: Just think for a moment! Do you truly believe that anyone in their right mind will believe that you didn’t flee the country? Especially with the charges that you’re facing?
E.J.: What exactly is it that you’d like me to do, then? Hm?