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Passions Transcript Monday 7/23/01
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Provided by Stephanie
Proofread by Elissia
Tabitha: That was a trip nightmares are made from, wasn't it, Timmy?
Timmy: Why did Timmy and tabby ever decide to stay at that motel?
Tabitha: Crazy Norma.
Timmy: And her dead father.
Tabitha: Well, it's easy to laugh now, but it wasn't funny at the time. I thought for sure that Norma was going to bury that hatchet in my head. [Tabitha screams]
Tabitha: Ooh, just thinking about it gives me the shivers. And now when I get into the tub, I think of Norma, and I have to double lock the bathroom door.
Timmy: Timmy's just grateful that Timmy and tabby are miles away from that crackpot and never have to worry about running into her again.
Tabitha: I've crossed paths with a lot of weird people these past centuries, but Norma takes the cake.
Norma: Oh, I'll show you weird. Don't worry, father. I'll make them pay for laughing at us. [As father] I'm counting on you, Norma, my pretty. Don't let me down.
Tabitha: Be a good lad and go and get some more ice so we can make a fresh batch.
Timmy: Coming right up.
David: Amnesia. Yes. That would explain why you don't remember me. Think hard, Grace.
Sam: That's it. This is really getting old, David -- or whatever the hell your name is. Come on, Grace.
David: This is important. Think hard. We were married, Grace. We lived together. We were in love. You must remember something.
Sam: She already told you.
David: I can't have been completely wiped from your mind. Look at me, please.
Sam: Grace, don't pay any attention to him.
Eve: I just have a real bad feeling about this, T.C. I just can't help it.
T.C.: I feel the same way, but it looks like everything's back on track.
Kay: Do you believe this?
Jessica: Oh, talk about a roller coaster ride.
Kay: Poor Theresa. You could see the blood drain from her face.
Jessica: Yeah, well, there's a smile on it now, though.
Hank: Let's get you two married before something else happens, huh?
Luis: Yeah. We're ready.
Whitney: Nothing else bad can happen, can it?
Chad: Your guess is as good as mine.
Pilar: Are you all right, mija?
Theresa: I won't be all right until Ethan says "I do."
Ivy: Listen to me, Ethan.
Ethan: I've made up my mind.
Ivy: No, Ethan! How can you even look at her after what she's done to you?
Ethan: She didn't do anything.
Ivy: She betrayed you, Ethan. She sent the e-mail to the tabloid that you are not a Crane.
Ethan: No, mother, she didn't do anything. Look, I believe and trust in Theresa. I know she loves me as much as I love her.
Julian: Oh, get on with it. Let it be done. Let Sheridan's death be painless, please. [Phone rings]
Gwen: Mother, this is a disaster. They're still getting married. I'm going to lose Ethan forever. My life is over.
Rebecca: Relax, Gwen. I told you we're not giving up.
Gwen: But what can we do now?
Rebecca: Whatever it takes. I don't care what it is, but you have to find a way to stop that wedding.
Ethan: Father Lonigan, can we continue the ceremony? Because Theresa and I are ready to get married.
Gwen: How can I stop the wedding, mother? There's nothing we can do now.
Rebecca: Think, girl, think.
Gwen: That is all I've been doing, mother. But if Ethan doesn't believe that Theresa sent that e-mail -- you don't think that -- oh, God, no.
Gwen: Is it possible Ethan knows you sent it?
Rebecca: Absolutely not. But your job is to convince Ethan that Theresa did this to him, that she ruined his life. No matter what it takes, you have got to convince him.
Gwen: I'll try, but --
Rebecca: Don't try. Just do it. Ethan must never marry Theresa.
Julian: Rebecca, in this case, your interests are entirely secondary. The wedding must go on because if it is stopped, Luis won't slip the poisoned ring on Sheridan's finger, which will lead to father blaming me, which will in turn lead to my having to kill my own sister.
Sheridan: Where's Gwen? She was here just a minute ago.
Luis: Don't worry about Gwen. She probably just got upset after seeing another wedding about to blow up, like her and Ethan's did.
Sheridan: Yeah, probably.
Luis: As long as Hank doesn't disappear on us, we can go ahead with ours.
Hank: I'm not moving here till I hear some "I dos."
Hank: Till death to us part. That's the only thing that's going to break you two up. Not some stupid tabloid.
Miguel: Charity, what is it? What's wrong?
Jessica: I know. She always gets that look whenever she's having one of her premonitions.
Miguel: What are you seeing, Charity?
Charity: It's Sheridan again. She's at the altar, and she's all twisted in pain.
Miguel: But she's not. I mean, look for yourself. She's up there. She's smiling. She's fine. It's Ethan and Theresa that we're worried about.
Father Lonigan: Since this is a double wedding ceremony, I have to shift things, reorganize, not to mention pluralize everything. So if there is anyone who knows why this couple should not marry, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.
Gwen: I do. [Guests react]
Timmy: What's that smell? Timmy can't make it out. Timmy guesses tabby's right. Pain and suffering is going to come to everyone in Harmony, except Timmy and Tabby. Tabby!
Timmy: Do Timmy and tabby need more marTimmy ingredients?
Tabitha: No, just the ice.
Timmy: Your wish is Timmy's command.
Timmy: Whoo. Little bit of a draft back there. Nice on a hot night like this. [Music plays]
Sam: Grace, don't buy into this, all right? Any of it. The guy is a con artist, a grifter. Look, I don't know what his scam is, but he wants something from you.
David: Yes. I want you to remember.
Sam: The mistake he made was going after the wife of the chief of police.
David: No mistake.
Sam: Damn you. Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to upset my wife?
David: I don't mean to upset anybody. I certainly don't mean to upset Grace or you. But I've been looking for her for a long time, and now that I've found her --
Sam: You haven't found her because you're lying!
David: Now that I've found her, it's very upsetting that she has no recollection of who I am.
Grace: You say we were husband and wife and you expect me to remember, but I don't I don't have any recollections of ever meeting you, never mind being married.
Sam: Ok, Hastings, let's wind this up. You say that you were married to my wife. Well, let's see some proof. Show me a marriage certificate, a picture of your wedding day, something, anything that can back up your claim. If you can't, then I want you to keep your mouth shut and stay out of our lives forever.
Grace: It can't be true. Can it, Sam?
Grace: Is it possible that I was married to this man?
Sam: Well, we're going to find out, aren't we?
Grace: There is no point in us standing here arguing. We should be at the church watching your son getting married, wishing Ethan and Theresa all the best.
Sam: You are my first priority. You're always my first priority. And this man is torturing you with his allegations.
David: Could we please not reduce this to cold, legal terms. These aren't allegations. These are people's lives.
Sam: And I want you out of ours. So let's settle it.
Grace: Just let him say whatever he wants. It doesn't matter. We're never going to see him again. But Ethan -- he's part of our lives now, Sam, and he would be so upset if we weren't at his wedding.
Sam: And I want to be there for him, but Ethan is a very bright young man. He'll understand when I explain it to him. Then again, I might not have to. If he doesn't have any proof that you were his wife, then we can walk out of here and still have time to make the wedding. How about it, Hastings?
David: How about?
Sam: Show us the proof.
David: You emptied my pockets when you booked me, so you know I'm not carrying any proof.
Sam: Well, is it in your bags? The ones you left at the bed-and-breakfast? You came with a magazine article with a picture of my wife, so I know you were looking for her.
David: Well, of course I was. That's why I came here. I'm looking for Grace.
Sam: Well, then you wouldn't have come without carrying some sort of proof that you know the person you're looking for.
David: After Grace disappeared, I looked everywhere for her.
Sam: Well, did you go to the police?
David: Yeah. Yeah, I went to the police, but they couldn't find anything.
Sam: Oh, yeah.
David: So they had to give up.
David: I didn't know if you were dead or alive, Grace. And I didn't feel much like living myself. And I hated going to all those places we'd been before, seeing all those people we'd known.
Sam: You have got to be kidding me.
David: So I started taking photo assignments overseas just to get away. Far, far away.
Sam: That's it. I have heard enough of your lies. Just answer the question -- do you have any proof that you were married to my wife? Yes or no?
Gwen: I know why these two people shouldn't be married.
Francisco: Who's that?
Cristina: That's the girl Ethan gave up for Theresa. I knew she'd cause trouble.
Julian: My God, I can't take much more of this. Luis and Sheridan have to get married. Because if they don't, I'm going to have to kill my own sister.
Rebecca: You go, Gwen. You show them. And you stop worrying.
Julian: That's easy to say.
Rebecca: Julian, Ethan and Theresa not saying "I do" doesn't mean that your sister can't still get married. I mean, there's nothing to stop Luis from putting that poisoned wedding ring on Sheridan's finger.
Sheridan: I do.
Luis: Sheridan, what's wrong? Sheridan?
Luis: Sheridan. Sheridan. Sheridan. No!
Julian: Will this bloody day never end?
Ethan: Gwen, what is this?
Gwen: I'm sorry to have to be the one to do this, Ethan, but I love you too much as a friend to let this wedding continue.
Ethan: What -- what are you -- I don't understand.
Gwen: You broke my heart once, and I suppose I should rejoice in seeing someone make you unhappy, but I can't let Theresa do this to you. She's a liar and a backstabber who's been deceiving you all along.
Theresa: No, Gwen --
Gwen: She stole you away from me by trickery.
Theresa: That's a lie. I didn't send the letter to the tabloid. I'm innocent.
Pilar: Ethan, don't listen to Gwen. She's jealous.
Theresa: Mama's right.
Pilar: She wants to ruin your happiness.
Theresa: She would do anything to get you back.
Pilar: Go on with the wedding.
Ivy: At least hear Gwen out. If you don't, Ethan, you will spend the rest of your life wishing you had.
Eve: God, I wish Sam were here. I have a feeling that Ethan's going to need his father.
T.C.: Secrets. It all comes down to that -- people keeping secrets. They're like murder. They destroy lives.
Gwen: People told me Theresa was duplicitous.
Gwen: But I refused to believe them at first.
Theresa: And which people said that about me, Gwen?
Gwen: But this proves that she is.
Theresa: Ethan, you must believe me. I don't know what is going on or how the tabloid would get that e-mail, but I didn't send it. I swear by all that's holy.
Ethan: I know it wasn't you. You're the most honest and open woman I've ever known. You'd never keep any secrets from me.
Gwen: She's lying again, Ethan. She can swear by all that's holy all she wants. She's lying!
Ethan: Look, Gwen, please. I love Theresa. Don't do this to yourself.
Luis: My sister would never do anything to hurt Ethan. Sending an e-mail to a tabloid about him? You don't know what you're talking about.
Gwen: You're wrong, Luis.
Luis: No. Ethan dumped you. You want revenge, and you're hoping that smearing Theresa and tearing her down is going to win Ethan back.
Ethan: That's not going to happen.
Gwen: Theresa lied and cheated. I'm telling the truth.
Sheridan: Gwen, please, let it go. I know that this is hard on you, but Ethan and Theresa love and trust each other.
Gwen: He can't trust her.
Sheridan: Those tabloid people lie all the time. I should know. I've been on enough covers, and I have yet to read anything that is remotely related to the truth.
Pilar: Ethan and Theresa have a right to get married.
Sheridan: Pilar is right.
Cristina: Of course she's right.
Francisco: You tell them, mi hermana.
Whitney: What if Ethan finds out that Theresa knew all along that chief Bennett was Ethan's real father?
Chad: Nothing good, that's for sure.
Gwen: I know it's part of your charm, Ethan, but you are so naive. Theresa is playing you for a fool.
Ethan: I'm sorry, Gwen --
Gwen: Look, what if I can prove that she lied?
Ethan: We've already been through all of this.
Gwen: That Theresa knew you were a Bennett, not a Crane, all along? Would you still marry her?
Timmy: Shaquille O'Neal in the paint, and he goes for a jump shot! Oh! Nothing there! And the crowd boos! Boo! [Norma groans]
Norma: Oh. I've come thousands of miles to get my revenge, and I will have it! Oh, I'll chop them into teeny, tiny pieces, father. I won't let you down.
Sam: Where is it, Hastings? Show me the proof. Anything. Something that will show that you were married to my wife.
David: The problem was, every time I went back to Hartford, I'd run into familiar faces, familiar streets. Every time I turned a corner, I thought I'd run into you, Grace. So I decided to pack up and move to the everglades, a place I'd never been, where I didn't know anybody. So I took our boat. Do you remember our little boat, Grace? The gala? You used to love to go out on it.
Grace: I don't remember.
David: It wasn't much of a boat, but it was ours.
Sam: Get to the damn point.
David: So I pulled the gala out of dry dock, cleaned her up, and loaded her up with all our possessions -- photos, papers, letters -- and set sail for Florida.
Sam: Let me guess --
David: I ran into a storm off cape Hatteras.
Sam: And the boat sank, carrying all of your personal possessions with it.
David: And that's why I don't have any proof.
Sam: You think we're stupid. You read about my wife in a magazine article, figured it was a perfect setup.
Sam: Thought you had an easy mark.
David: You're making --
Sam: Well, you can forget it because we are wise to you.
David: I'm a respected photographer. You can check that out easily. Just call the magazines.
Sam: Come on, Grace. Let's go.
David: Grace, you believe me, don't you? You believe me.
Charity: Theresa's in trouble. I can see that. My premonition's about Sheridan. [Sheridan screams]
Miguel: Sheridan isn't in any pain. I mean, look.
Jessica: She's fine.
Miguel: And so is Luis.
Kay: Miguel, maybe you'd better take Charity outside. We don't want everybody else in here to get disturbed by her visions.
Miguel: Come on, Charity.
Kay: Our cousin gets loonier by the day.
Jessica: Don't say that, Kay. She's not loony at all. She just sees things that the rest of us can't. I hope you're not still trying to get Miguel by trying to convince him that Charity's crazy.
Kay: No. Of course not.
Cristina: That Gwen. There's a word for women like that.
Francisco: Don't say it, Cristina. We are in church, remember?
Ethan: You'll never convince me that Theresa lied.
Ivy: Oh, open up your eyes, Ethan! Why would the tabloid print it if it weren't true?
Ethan: To sell papers.
Ivy: And open themselves up for a lawsuit in the process? Theresa could sue them for a fortune. Please, the tabloid's attorney would never allow them to print it if it weren't true. You are a lawyer, Ethan. You know that.
Ethan: All right. Then it would have been a careless lawyer. That doesn't change anything! Theresa says she didn't send it.
Pilar: She didn't.
Sheridan: She couldn't have.
Ivy: I am begging you, Ethan, please, just check this out for yourself. Because if you don't, you will regret it for the rest of your life!
Ethan: I am not delaying the wedding, mother.
Gwen: Ethan, I know you. You don't do things halfway. Once you're married, this is forever.
Ethan: That's right.
Gwen: You owe it to yourself to find out the real story.
Ethan: I've already gotten it.
Gwen: The tabloid was right when they said you weren't a Crane. Why aren't they right now? All I'm saying is that you have to know for sure before you go through with this.
Ethan: Look, Chad went to the tabloid to find out who sent the e-mail, and he turned up nothing. Isn't that right?
Gwen: Your best man doesn't seem too sure.
Ethan: Did you find any proof?
Tabitha: I can't imagine how I ever fit into this dress.
Timmy: It's pretty, princess.
Tabitha: Turned a few heads at the coronation.
Timmy: Queen Elizabeth's?
Tabitha: Napoleon's. Paris was ablaze with light that night, and all the women were begowned accordingly. The dresses shimmered. Of course, we didn't dare outshine Josephine's, so we could only dazzle up to a point. But that point was well taken by General Murat -- head of nappy's cavalry. He snorted like a horse.
Timmy: This could come under the heading of "more than Timmy needs to know."
Tabitha: You're right. What's the point of reminiscing? But, oh, that Murat -- he could ride like no other chevalier.
Timmy: That's it!
Tabitha: What's it?
Timmy: Timmy just remembered what he smelled when he went down to get the ice.
Tabitha: What are you talking about?
Timmy: Old spice.
Timmy: That's what Timmy smelled. Last time Timmy smelled that was at Norma's motel. It was her aftershave.
Norma: Ooh. Put too much on this morning.
Tabitha: Your imagination is contagious, lad. I can smell old spice myself.
Timmy: Boy, would Timmy and tabby be in trouble if Norma was here right now.
Tabitha: Oh. Good old Norma.
Norma: Old? I'm not old! [Timmy screams]
Ivy: I don't care what Chad says. You cannot go through with this. I will not let you throw your life away.
Chad's voice: If Ethan asks me, I got to show him the proof. I can't lie to him.
Ethan: Look, just tell them, Theresa. Tell them how much we love each other and that you would never lie to me or deceive me.
Gwen: Oh, not only would she but she has. She'll do anything to keep you. Just ask your best man.
Gwen: Go on, ask him.
Ethan: Chad, is there something you haven't told me? You didn't find any information in the tabloid office, did you?
Chad: Yeah. Yeah, I did.
Chad: I -- I broke into the office, and -- I found this. This is a message that was sent to the tabloid -- the one exposing paternity. The e-mail address is here at the top.
Sam: Come on, Grace.
Grace: I'm scared, Sam.
Sam: Of what? It's a bunch of lies. There's nothing to be scared of.
Grace: I want to believe that.
Sam: He's making the whole thing up.
Grace: He just seems so sure.
Sam: Come on, Grace. Where's the proof? At the bottom of the ocean? Come on. Any man could have read about your suffering from amnesia and could walk in here and claim to be your husband.
Grace: I understand that, but my question is why? I mean, if he is a successful photographer -- which would be easy enough to find out -- why would he come here and say that he is my husband? I mean, if we were rich, I could understand him going after our money, but we don't even have a house. I mean, why -- why would he do that? What would he be able to get from me?
Sam: Whatever it is, he's not going to get it.
Grace: Still, it just doesn't make sense.
Sam: Over the years, I've had to deal with some pretty bad guys. And believe me, the criminal mind doesn't make a whole lot of sense. Sometimes they do things just for no good reason. Many of them are sick in the head. They're drawn to evil. They do things -- weird things. And David Hastings is one of those weird people. He made up the whole story about the boat going down, everything showing the two of you together being sunk. Now, talk about lame.
Grace: Even still, Sam --
Sam: Grace, there is no connection to him. None. But he is definitely up to something. And I'm going to find out. Believe me. Now, let's go.
David: Don't leave me, Grace. Don't walk out on our life again.
David: Don't turn your back on me again, Grace. After all these years of looking for you, I couldn't stand losing you again.
Sam: Well, you better get used to it. Don't listen to him, Grace. He's a scam artist. He's just trying to suck you into another one of his lies.
David: Everything I told you is the truth. I had all kinds of proof that Grace and I were married.
Sam: And it's all down on the bottom of the ocean.
David: I can prove that I lost the boat. I have the report from the coast guard and the insurance.
Sam: This whole thing is a crock. So your boat sank. It doesn't prove a damn thing.
Grace: Sam. I have no memory of ever seeing you before in my life. Nothing registers. And I have to believe that if we were married, I would feel something.
David: Don't you remember anything before you got amnesia?
Grace: Well, almost nothing, but you being here -- it just seems so unreal.
David: Imagine how I felt when I saw your face in the magazine.
Grace: Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?
David: Grace, I understand why you wouldn't believe me. And I'm sorry for upsetting you. And I can imagine this is difficult for you to accept. But as far as why, why I'm doing this, why I'm putting us through this -- it's really pretty simple. I love you, Grace, and I want you back.
Julian: A total mess. That's what it's going to be. Snoops everywhere. Media frenzy. Sheridan Crane dying in the bloom of youth, so tragically. My own sister. If I have her obituary ready, I won't have to speak to any reporters. Where's my pen? Oh, my God! The thought it would never come to this -- killing my own flesh and blood. But you may be right, Rebecca.
Julian: Even if Ethan and Theresa call off their wedding, it doesn't mean that Sheridan and Luis won't get married. And then Luis will slip the ring on her father. And then at least father will be happy.
Rebecca: Oh, my darling Gwen. Oh. Oh, I taught you well. Oh, Ethan is about to toss Theresa into the gutter where she belongs. Oh, and then he'll be yours, darling, forever.
Hank: That's it. Theresa's off the hook.
Sheridan: Off? What makes you think that?
Hank: Oh, Ethan's looking at the proof that Theresa didn't send the e-mail, right?
Sheridan: I hope so.
Hank: Just a crazy mix-up.
Luis: The only people who believed it were Ivy and Gwen. It's good to get it cleared up, though. Oh, poor Theresa. Look at her. She's having a tough time.
Hank: Well, at least we'll finally have a wedding, huh?
Miguel: Charity, talk to me. Are you still having premonitions about Sheridan? Well, they are definitely wrong this time. I mean, look. The only one up there in pain is my sister. Poor Theresa. You know, she is innocent. She didn't have anything to do with this tabloid story. It's all a mistake. Fate's always been on her side, though. Let's just hope it doesn't desert her now.
Theresa: Who was it, Ethan?
Ethan: It's sent from your computer, Theresa.
Theresa: What? No. This can't be.
Ivy: Oh. I told you, Ethan, but you wouldn't listen. It's true. You are the lowest! You -- you are unspeakable! You sent the e-mail from the computer that I gave you. You came into my house, I denied you nothing, and how do you repay me? You ruin my son's life!
Gwen: I told you she was a lying bitch.
Cristina: She can't talk to my sobrina that way!
Francisco: Sit down, Cristina.
Theresa: No! This is all a lie, Gwen!
Ivy: Here's the proof, Theresa.
Ethan: No. No, there is no proof. No, and I want you and my mother to leave us alone. I trust Theresa completely. There are no secrets between us.
Ivy: What about this e-mail, Ethan?
Ethan: Well, how could she have sent the e-mail when she didn't know that I wasn't a Crane until the night of the engagement party?
Ethan: You didn't know I was a Bennett until that night, did you? Did you, Theresa?
Norma: Oh -- oh -- you --
Tabitha: Norma, Norma, I meant to ask you -- how's your father?
Norma: My father?
Tabitha: Run, Timmy, run.
Norma: Hey -- hey! You won't get away from me this time!
Norma: You two are dead meat! Hamburger! Ah!
Sam: How dare you tell my wife you love her.
David: I'm just being honest, that's all. There's nothing I've told you that isn't the truth.
Grace: How can I believe you when you have no proof of our marriage, proof that you ever knew me?
Sam: Come on, Grace, we're out of here. The further we get away from this psycho, the better off we'll be.
David: Wait a sec. I remembered something. Your maiden name is Standish. It's coming back to me now. You have a twin sister named faith. The last time I saw you, you were on your way to Boston.
Grace: Oh, my God. Sam, he knows me.
Ethan: But how could Theresa know I was a Bennett before that night? No one but my mother and Pilar knew.
Gwen: Well, someone else had to know -- the person who sent the information to the tabloid. Theresa.
Julian: What's the late breaking? Have Ethan and Theresa made up their minds as to what is to be what?
Rebecca: Gwen has just nailed Theresa to the wall. All Ethan has to do is just go in for the kill and Theresa is dead. Long live Gwen and Ethan.
Julian: Well, whatever. Just let me know when Luis is about to slip the ring on Sheridan's finger. That's all I care about.
Gwen: I'm sorry, Ethan, but two and two make four. The information came from Theresa's computer. She's the only other one who could have known besides Ivy and Pilar.
Ethan: Theresa, tell me Gwen is wrong. Say that it's all a lie, a mistake. Look, tell everyone what I already know -- that you would never lie to me.
Theresa: Ethan --
Gwen: Yes, Theresa, tell everyone that you're not a liar right here in front of God. Look at her face, Ethan. Is that the face of an honest woman, of someone who didn't know that you were a Crane?
Ethan: Theresa, I love you. I want to marry you. Tell Gwen, tell my mother, tell everyone that it isn't true, that you didn't know.
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