Days of Our Lives Survivor

Monday, June 04, 2001

Day 7 on Survivor Island

Kristen's *confessional* - (Tribe One)Hi again Bob.

Bob: You don't look so good Kristen
Don't I? I just spoke with Roman, he thinks I should fake being sick and have Dr Wesley check on me so he can spend more time alone with Doc and Sam.
Bob: Looks like you're already pulling it off
No, I think I really am sick Bob, I've been getting these terrible migraines ever since I started taking those sleeping pills I stole from Laura's medical bag. I think I've been hallucinating as well. I told Marlena that I say Brady dancing around in a teddy. But then, I thought about it and I couldn't really remember if I saw it, or dreamed it.
(Kristen gets a blank look in her eyes and looks as if she's about to pass out)
Um,.....Bob, I think i'm going to have to cut this short, I think i'm going to go lie down. Would you be able to tell Dr Wesley to come take a look at me, and tell him what I've just told you about the meds. I don't know what they're called, they're green ones
Bob nods his heads and makes a note to himself to see Craig, as he watches Kristen head back towards her tent.

confessed by Krissy DiMera at 12:04 AM

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[Susan fishes through the pile of junk each tribe has been given. She's looking for the donut batter..]

It's a good thing they gave us some of that premade batter.. makin' that stuff is plain dangerous! You see, my cousin Denise, she lost all her teeth 'cus she sucked on a beater after she made some cake batter, and my crazy brother turned it on. It's funny to watch her eat candy like barley sugar; we have to put plastic wrap on her to stop the spit from getting on her clothes.

[From the corner of her eye, Susan spots Jim Reilly, meandering about. Quickly, she returns all the items and forgoes the batter so she can haul ass away from him. Once hidden behind some greenery, Susan lowers her voice and confides in Bob.]

That Jim Reilly is actin' funny. The other day, he wanted Lisa Marie to sit on his lap and pretend they were drivin' along a bumpy road. Also, he likes to hug me and ask "who's yer daddy?", and I tell him, but he keeps askin' who's my daddy?...dumby ..

What a loon. He's just plum crazy.

confessed by Susan Banks at 12:50 AM

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[A shaky camera follows a strange figure in the half-light. As we get closer, we see it's John Black with Marlena hoisted over his shoulder.]

For god's sake, put me *down* John! [Finally, a worn-down John stops and sets her down in the middle of a deserted forest.]

John: Do you think you could shut up for five minutes and let me say something?

[Marlena glares at him and folds her arms across her front.] I guess that depends on what it is you want to say.

John: Something along the lines of....

[He pulls her into his arms and kisses her hard and passionately. Marlena is left breathless and blinking but a moment later she pulls back her arm and slaps him hard.]

Get lost! [She storms off into the darkening woods]

John: [chases after her and grabs her arm] Oh no you don't, you're not getting away from me that easily, Doc. [She says nothing but looks at him angrily.] What is it, what did I do?

Well, perhaps you can start by explaining to me how you came to be kissing Isabella down on the beach the other day.

John: Kissing Izzy...? [A faraway look crosses his eyes, and we see a flashback of the horrible event. John is looking all dazed when the skanky blonde-haired Isabella comes up to him and lays one on him.] Doc. [He looks horrified] You heard about that?

John, I *saw* it through the VR goggles. I saw you kissing her. [Tears well up in her eyes.] You convinced me I could trust you...

John: No baby, you don't understand. I think someone drugged or brainwashed me. I thought she was *you*. She had all that blonde hair and everything and I thought she was you, that's why I kissed her.

John, Isabella and I look *nothing* alike. [Her tone is terse.] For a start, she's *dead*. Anyway, you already used the brainwashing excuse with Gina. Convenient isn't it, every time you want a bit of extramarital nookie you drag out the old brainwashing standby.

John: Shut up, Doc.. [He backs her up against a tree and kisses her again. Marlena moans softly.]

John, we need to talk, we can't just keep using sex to try and solve our prmmmphhh.... [Her words are interrupted by his tongue.]