Days of our Lives Early Spoilers June 1-5: Amy’s REVENGE & EJ Hypnosis SHOCKER | Soap Dirt

The residents of Salem are bracing for a week of explosive confrontations, buried secrets clawing their way to the surface, and a mother’s grief threatening to consume everyone in its path.

Amy Choy has had enough. A woman drowning in unimaginable loss, Amy is no longer content to sit back and let the world move on while her daughter Sophia lies dead. The whispers around town suggest Sophia’s death was a suicide, but Amy sees it differently — she sees a chain of responsibility, and she wants every link punished. This week, she’s not just mourning. She’s hunting.

The first target of her fury? Holly.

In a scene charged with bitterness and grief, Amy can be found at the pub pouring out her venom to someone close — likely her husband, Jason Choy. Her words are ice: she wants Holly prosecuted for manslaughter. Not an accident. Not a tragedy. Manslaughter. In Amy’s eyes, Holly’s hands are stained with Sophia’s blood, and the law needs to reflect that.

But not everyone agrees with Amy’s crusade — at least not openly.

Tate is trying to pull Holly back from the edge. The young man, dressed sharply in a suit that suggests something solemn has just taken place, appears to have attended Sophia’s memorial service or a prayer gathering. Beside him, Holly is dressed in black, the color of mourning — but the question hanging in the air is whether she’s truly mourning, or merely playing a part.

Tate seems to understand something that Holly either can’t or won’t see: sometimes survival depends on optics. He’s pushing her to show remorse. To display sympathy. Not because she deserves to grovel, but because Amy’s thirst for vengeance won’t be satisfied if Holly appears defiant. A show of public sorrow might be the only thing that keeps Amy from tearing the entire town apart looking for justice.

The tension reaches a boiling point when Tate and Holly may walk into that very pub at the worst possible moment — and come face to face with Amy, mid-rant, declaring she wants their heads on a platter. It’s a collision course with no clear landing zone.

Meanwhile, EJ Deare is about to take a trip into his own mind — and he has no idea what he’s about to unearth.

Under the careful guidance of Marina, EJ submits himself to hypnosis, hoping to excavate buried memories from his time in Italy. On the surface, his motives seem simple enough. Romance. A desire to reconnect with Cat. A need to understand what binds them together.

But the subconscious does not care about simple intentions. It drags up whatever it wants, whenever it wants.

Cat has been watching this development with barely concealed terror. When EJ first announced his plan to undergo hypnotherapy, the panic in her eyes was unmistakable. And she has every reason to be afraid. EJ believes his hidden memories will lead him to romance — a golden ticket back to the woman he loves. But Cat knows better. She knows what’s really buried in those memories. The ISA. The secrets. The missions. The lies that could unravel everything they’ve built.

Every session that passes, every door EJ opens in his mind, is a gamble that could expose far more than he bargained for.

And if EJ’s romantic ambitions weren’t complicated enough, there’s Chad.

EJ’s fixation isn’t just about Cat. It’s about keeping her as far away from Chad as possible. The rivalry between the two men simmers beneath every conversation, every glance exchanged across a room. EJ wants Cat for himself, and he’ll use every tool at his disposal — including forcing a past connection — to solidify his claim.

But Cat just received a devastating reminder from Jennifer: there is never going to be a chance — not in hell — that she and Chad can be together. Jennifer’s recent truce offer was a fragile thing, a hesitant olive branch extended under duress. And now Jennifer has made it crystal clear: that truce has limits. It covers peace between families. It covers coexistence. It does not, under any circumstances, cover romance.

The message is blunt. The walls between Cat and Chad are not just high — they’re reinforced, guarded, and booby-trapped. Jennifer may be willing to put old weapons down, but she will not stand by and watch a relationship bloom between her son and a woman she clearly doesn’t trust.

As the first week of June unfolds, Salem is a powder keg. A grieving mother demands blood. A young woman fights to save her own skin. A man digs through the ruins of his own mind, unaware he might unearth something that destroys everyone around him. And two people who might have had a future are being told, in no uncertain terms, that they never will.

The only question is