Passions Transcript Tuesday 4/01/03
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Beth: Where is he? I hope late. Maybe Luis and Sheridan haven't told Antonio that they're in love yet.
Beth: Excuse me. I was just upstairs. Antonio Lopez Fitzgerald isn't in his room.
Nurse: No, not the explosion outside town today. We had to get every bed that was available.
Beth: Well, wait -- where is he, then?
Nurse: Released earlier with his wife. If you'll excuse me.
Beth: Thank you. Thank you very much. If Luis and Sheridan had broken the news to Antonio, he would
gone into shock. He'd still be here. Maybe there's still time for me to get rid of Sheridan and the baby before the truth comes out.
Julian: Where the hell do you think you're
Theresa: Away from here, Julian.
Julian: You walk out that door with that baby, I'll have you placed under arrest.
Ethan: Not so fast, Julian. Theresa's free to leave the house with the baby.
Julian: What about the writ of custody? Even you admitted it was in order. I -- I'm going to have you disbarred after I call the cops and have Theresa put under arrest.
Luis: Aren't you forgetting something, Julian? I am a cop.
Ethan: No need for the police. Everything Theresa's doing is perfectly legal, thanks to your very own signed writ of custody.
Julian: What? You liar. You said that judge Reilly's temporary writ of custody was legal and binding. You can't just do an about-face now because you want to score points with Theresa.
Ethan: There's nothing wrong with your writ, Julian. I just noticed some interesting wording that I hadn't caught upon first glance. It is true that Theresa is legally prevented from removing little Ethan from the Crane estate.
Julian: Well, then what's the problem? She cannot take my baby off the grounds.
Ethan: That's just it, Julian. Theresa isn't taking the baby off the estate. Sheridan has graciously agreed to let Theresa and little Ethan stay with her at the cottage on the Crane grounds.
Eve: Come on, T.C., Where are you? Oh, please don't be with Liz. Please don't be with Liz.
T.C.: Whitney, I know what you're trying to do, ok? You don't want me to treat you like a little girl anymore. I can understand that, and I will do my best not to treat you like a little girl. But you're coming home with me right now.
Whitney: It's not that simple, daddy. I don't want to leave Chad.
T.C.: Will somebody please tell her she doesn't know what she's talking about?
Simone: Whitney --
Whitney: I don't want to disobey you, daddy. I really don't. I love you very much.
T.C.: Well, then why are you talking all this trash, Whitney? You have never gone against me before.
Whitney: Nothing has ever been so important to me. I'm in love with Chad. And if you're telling me that I can't see him anymore if I come home with you, then, daddy, I'm sorry, I'm staying here with Chad.
Singer: I would hold the hand of the one who could lead me places and kiss the lips of the one who could sing so sweet and I would fly on the wings of the bird I knew could take me highest breathe in, breathe out you keep me alive you are the fire burning inside of me you are my passion for life.
T.C.: Never in my worst nightmare did I think you would turn your back on me.
Whitney: I'm not turning my back on you.
T.C.: Then what do you call choosing this street punk over your own family?
Simone: This is awful. I never meant for things to go this far. Whitney has to come home.
Tabitha: Well, I wouldn't be setting a place for her at the dinner table if I were you, Simone.
Whitney: I would have never chosen for things to turn out the way they did. But you've backed me into a corner, daddy.
T.C.: Whitney, if anyone has backed you into a corner, it's the young man that's standing right next to you. All I want to do is have my daughter back where she belongs with the people that love her and want the best for her.
Chad: That's what I want for Whitney, too, coach Russell.
T.C.: I am not talking to you! Whitney, can't you see it? It's all this boy wants from you is sex.
Liz: T.C., Try to calm down.
T.C.: Liz, please, this is none of your business. Now, I am not going to stand by and let this worthless punk take you down with him. I'm tired of asking you, Whitney. You will do as I say.
Simone: Don't argue with him, Whitney. He's just mad because you hurt his feelings.
Whitney: Oh, well, you know what? I'm hurt, too. I'm sorry, but nobody -- not even my father -- is going to tell me who I can and cannot love.
T.C.: Chad Harris doesn't know the meaning of the word.
Chad: Hey, don't tell me how I feel about Whitney. For the last time, I do love Whitney, with all of my heart.
T.C.: No, you don't!
Whitney: Oh! Daddy!
Beth: Excuse me, nurse?
Nurse: I'm sorry, we're in the middle of an emergency right now. If it can wait --
Beth: No, I'm afraid it can't. My husband was in the gas refinery explosion.
Nurse: What's his name. I'll see if we have him on our list of admissions.
Beth: Oh, no, no, no. You don't understand. I just came from his room. He was one of the lucky ones. He wasn't too badly injured.
Nurse: You are fortunate.
Beth: Yeah, the thing is, he's going to be released in a little while, and the doctor who checked him out prescribed a steroid cream to put on his burns.
Nurse: Then what's the problem?
Beth: Um -- well, it's been such a harrowing last few hours, I wasn't really paying attention when the doctor told me how often to apply the cream to his wounds. And I would ask the doctor, but, you know, he's with other patients, so could you look it up for me? It's -- it's called Silvadene.
Nurse: "Three times a day to the affected area." Does that ring a bell?
Beth: Yeah, it sure does. That's right. Thank you so much.
Nurse: Excuse me. Emergency.
Miguel: Nicely done, Ethan.
Pilar: This is wonderful.
Antonio: Leave it to my wife to save the day.
Luis: Nice catch, Ethan.
Julian: Traitor. You're making this up just to appear the hero in the eyes of your former girlfriend's family, yes?
Ethan: Not at all, Julian. See for yourself.
Luis: Read it and weep.
Julian: Son of a --
Theresa: Don't you dare use foul language with my son in the room, Julian.
Julian: Damn lawyer of mine never does anything right.
Theresa: Personally, I think he's marvelous.
Julian: Yes, yes. Well, you've had your -- thank you for your loyalty, sister dear.
Sheridan: Oh, don't make me laugh, Julian.
Julian: But what I don't understand is why you'd want to stick your nose into something that doesn't concern you a whit. Aren't you supposed to be on your honeymoon with brawny boy here? Why would you want a runny-nosed baby underfoot?
Sheridan: Unlike you, I love being around babies. Besides, it'll give me good practice since I'm going to be a mother myself.
Gwen: What? Oh!
Sheridan: I told you I had some unexpected news.
Gwen: This -- this is so wonderful. Our babies can grow up together like we always dreamed.
Julian: Is this true?
Sheridan: Oh, don't fall all over yourself congratulating me, brother dear. I just hope you're a better uncle than you are a father.
Fox: Hear, hear.
Pilar: I wonder when it will dawn on Gwen that Sheridan doesn't know who the baby's father is.
Miguel: Mama, just try not to think about that right now. All right? We have to be strong for Theresa.
Pilar: I know. One of your brothers will be devastated when he finds out that he is not the baby's father.
Miguel: Well, we'll just deal with that when and if the time comes.
Julian: I really don't mind being an uncle at all, but I would have thought that you'd be more concerned about the baby's father. Who is it, by the way?
Antonio: What kind of crock is that, Julian? Huh? Of course the baby's mine. Listen, you may not approve of me marrying your sister, but you know what? Too bad. It's a done deal.
Julian: Well, yes, of course. I mean, it all makes sense. I just -- I -- you two are newlyweds. I didn't know that you were planning a family so soon.
Antonio: Well, we weren't necessarily, but you know what? God works in mysterious ways, and we're pretty happy about it.
Antonio: Now, why don't you quit thinking about yourself for five seconds and congratulate your sister.
Rebecca: Aren't we supposed to be talking about Theresa and the baby and -- I don't understand. How can they be moving into the cottage so soon after the fire?
Sheridan: Fortunately, the damage wasn't as extensive as it might have been. The workmen have already repaired the interior, and exterior will be as good as new by the end of the week.
Rebecca: Oh, I'll get it. Crane residence, Rebecca Hotchkiss speak-- oh. Oh. Luis, it's for you. It's for you. It's the police station.
Luis: Yeah? How many survivors? Yeah, I'll be right there. I got to go. There was an explosion at the gas refinery outside of harmony. I have to go interview survivors, see if anyone knows how it happened.
Julian: Well, ta-ta.
Luis: Don't you even think of giving my sister a hard time while I'm gone.
Antonio: Luis, you don't have to worry about a thing. I mean, as long as I'm at the cottage with Theresa and the baby, nobody's going to do anything. Now, let's get my nephew to the cottage, ok?
Rebecca: Bye, Luis. Bye, Antonio. Bye, Miguelito.
Rebecca: I just can't decide which one of those boys is the cutest.
Fox: Classy lady you got there, dad.
Theresa: Shut up, Rebecca.
Rebecca: Make her stop, Julian.
Julian: For once, I agree with Theresa. Keep your drawers on, Becky. I thought you were leaving.
Theresa: I just wanted to thank Ethan again.
[Little Ethan fusses]
Theresa: It's ok. Excuse me, Gwen.
Theresa: Ethan, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I don't know what I would have done if Julian had taken little Ethan away from me.
Ethan: Don't worry about it.
Theresa: Then you'll keep on looking for ways for me to get legal custody of little Ethan? Yes. Yes.
Ethan: I'll do everything I can do.
Theresa: Oh. Thank you. Oh. He's going to help us. Yes, he is.
Luis: We have to tell Antonio the truth now, before he lets himself get too excited about this baby.
Sheridan: He already is. That's why telling him about us is -- it's going to be even harder now than it was before. I mean, to hear that you and I have been in love for so long. And now that this baby he believes is his could be yours -- Luis, this is going to rip his heart out.
Beth: There won't be any baby by the time I'm through with Sheridan. I just have to figure out a way to kill her without getting caught.
Whitney: Stop it!
Hank: Stop, T.C.! You'll kill him!
T.C.: That punk needs to be taught a lesson!
Hank: Whatever Chad needs, you're not going about it the right way. You go after him one more time, I'll call Sam to book you on assault.
Simone: Happy, Whitney? All of this is your fault!
T.C.: That's enough, Simone. The only person around here who bears the blame is this skirt-chasing wolf in sheep's clothing.
Simone: This is not fair, daddy. I swear, if Whitney committed a murder, you would still try to get her off the hook.
T.C.: Simone, that is enough! We will hash this out when we get home.
Whitney: For the last time, daddy, I'm not going home with you unless you accept my relationship with Chad!
T.C.: Whitney, what the hell is wrong with you? All of your life -- all of your life -- that's all you wanted to be was a tennis star, a champion. You worked night and day to achieve that goal. Now, what, you just want to throw it away on him?
Whitney: I'm not throwing anything away, daddy. I still dream of having a professional career in tennis. The only thing that's changed is I want Chad to be a part of that dream. I want him to be with me the whole way as we build a life together, daddy.
T.C.: Whitney, you cannot have a serious tennis career and a boyfriend. You'd be splitting yourself in two, playing the game at 50% of your potential. You have to give 100%, Whitney, if not 200%. Whitney, you know that -- or at least you us t to.
Whitney: Things have changed. I love Chad with all my heart. And I'm sorry if that hurts you, daddy. But if I'm going to continue to play tennis, I'm going to want Chad by my side.
T.C.: Whitney, it will not work. You need to choose between your family and tennis or this punk who has twisted your thinking.
Liz: T.C., Why don't we just go home. And you can talk about this later, ok?
Hank: Listen to Liz, T.C. Come on.
T.C.: No. If you don't leave with me now, it's over, Whitney.
T.C.: Yes. Between you and me and between and your family.
Tabitha: Sounds like your father just gave Whitney a major ultimatum.
Simone: I can't believe she's doing this.
Whitney: Nothing is over. Don't you see? My life is just beginning -- with Chad.
T.C.: No. No.
Whitney: Don't you remember what it was like when you and mom first fell in love? God, daddy, you told me a hundred times how you would have done anything in the world just to be together.
T.C.: And your mother was worth it.
Whitney: No -- I have the same thing now. I'm not going to walk away from that.
T.C.: Even if it means losing your whole family?
Whitney: I'm begging you, daddy, don't force me to make that kind of a choice.
Luis: Eve. Hey. Maybe you can help me.
Eve: Well, I'll try.
Luis: Headquarters called, asked me to interview as many possible survivors from the refinery fire. And, well, I was just wondering what the best possible place would be to do that.
Eve: Well, they're down at the end of the hall. But, Luis, please, only if they're already awake and if they're up to it, ok?
Luis: Yeah, yeah --
eve: Some of them have been very severely injured.
Luis: I understand.
Eve: How are Antonio and Sheridan?
Luis: They're ok. I may need your help a little later, though.
Eve: Really? Why?
Luis: Well, Sheridan's pregnant.
Eve: Oh. Really?
Eve: That's wonderful. She must be thrilled. Oh. Oh, god. Who is the father?
Luis: She doesn't know yet.
Eve: Oh, god.
Luis: Yeah. That's why it's more important than ever to tell him that we're in love. You know, the longer he keeps thinking that this baby is his, the harder it's going to be for him to find out that maybe it isn't.
Eve: Yeah, I see what you mean. Your brother could be crushed.
Antonio: Thanks, Miguel. We, , if you have something else you need to do, you don't have to stick around.
Miguel: You sure? I don't mind.
Sheridan: No, you can get going. We'll get Theresa and the baby settled then probably turn in ourselves.
Miguel: If you say so. I love you.
Theresa: I love you, too.
[Little Ethan fusses]
Theresa: Oh, baby, don't worry --
Miguel: Hey, call me if you need anything.
Antonio: Ok, I will.
Miguel: All right.
Antonio: I think we're good here.
Miguel: See you, Sheridan.
Sheridan: Bye-bye. Well, I think you'll find the couch pretty comfortable.
Theresa: Oh, I'm sure I will. Oh. Oh, I forgot little Ethan's crib.
Antonio: It's no problem. It's just up at the main house, right?
Theresa: Yes, it's in my bedroom, but if -- if Julian sees me again tonight --
Antonio: Look, Julian's not going to see you, Theresa. I promise. You just stay here with Sheridan and the baby, and I'll be back in a minute.
Theresa: Thank you, Antonio.
Antonio: No worries at all. Look, anything for our baby's first cousin. Right, Sheridan?
Antonio: Julian aside, life just doesn't get any better than this. I mean, no wonder people love babies so much. It makes us realize how lucky we are to be alive, right?
Beth: What? Don't look at me like I'm some kind of monster. I'm just a woman in love, and I'm going to do what needs to be done.
Beth: "Vascoril. One milligram administered intravenously will cause a rapid heartbeat to return to its normal rhythm. If given in a higher dosage, has been found to cause arrhythmia, often resulting in massive cardiac arrest." Perfect. If Sheridan kicks the bucket, the baby's chance of survival is iffy at best. Two birds with one miracle drug. And the best part is, no one will be able to trace their deaths back to me. "Again, in the event of an accidental overdose, Vascoril can be lethal." Today it's a city. Any moment now, it becomes a target. Baghdad. Troops are nearby. Tonight's "global national."
Singer: You are my passion for life
Rebecca: Well, you're not mad at Becky, are you?
Julian: What? Oh, no, I don't have time to be mad at you right now. I have more pressing business on my mind.
Rebecca: Oh, don't take it so hard, Pookie. I mean, I know Theresa and the baby moving into Sheridan's cottage -- it's a minor setback, but -- but you have to think about the victories, like you got Theresa out of the house and you stripped her of the Crane name.
Julian: Yes, that is something at least. Would you remind me again why I want custody of the baby?
Rebecca: Because little Ethan is a Crane heir and Alistair wants him raised as such. And as long as he stays in Theresa's care, she can always use him as ammunition against you. So the best thing to do is to remove her from his life as quickly and completely as possible.
Julian: She was like Madonna herself the way she held on to the boy and wouldn't let go. It must be a Latin thing.
Rebecca: Maybe. Oh -- whatever. I have thought of the best way for us to celebrate.
Julian: What's that? You'd really do that?
Rebecca: Oh, that and more.
Julian: Oh, dear, I'm feeling a bit spent. I think I shall -- ahem. Excuse us.
Fox: Yeah, you know what? Me first.
I am going to go pop a sleeping pill so that I don't have to listen to any of your disgusting sex games.
Gwen: Ok, well, good night.
Julian: One second, Ethan. You know, you owe me an apology for defending Theresa against me.
Ethan: I would do it again in a second, Julian. It's cruel and it's inhuman to separate a mother and child.
Julian: But it's a bad idea to work against me on this. I will fire you from Crane industries if you defy me again. I don't care what Rebecca says.
E en: Julian, really, you don't need to worry about Ethan. He's already promised me that he won't be pursuing this matter any longer.
Gwen: Oh. You know, I'll get it. Hey, Antonio.
Gwen: What's up?
Antonio: I needed to get the baby's crib.
Ethan: Honey, I'll be up soon, ok? I've got a little work to do.
Gwen: Ok. There is a portable crib upstairs in Theresa's closet. Why don't you get that one.
Antonio: Ok, sounds good. Hey, I heard you and Sheridan talking about how you wanted to raise your children together.
Gwen: Yes. It is something we have been dreaming about forever.
Antonio: Yeah. Well, I have to tell you, I am so excited. I mean, just a few days ago, I was on my deathbed, and now look at me. I'm going to be a father, married to Sheridan, the most wonderful woman in the world. Listen to me going on. I probably sound like Ethan talking about you and your baby, huh?
Sheridan: Beth! What are you doing?
Beth: Don't fight it. Sheridan, let the medicine do its job.
Sheridan: My baby! What about my baby? You!
Voice: Oh, no, Beth, that's not going to happen.
Liz: T.C., Don't say anything you'll regret later.
T.C.: Whitney, you're making this showdown, not me. You're my firstborn. I couldn't love you any more than I do. Sweetheart, you're going to choose this punk over your own family who has loved you all of your life?
Whitney: Daddy, it's not like that.
T.C.: Sweetheart, haven't I always been there for you? Every school day, every parent day, every crack-of-dawn tennis practice? I tied up your shoelaces, kissed your little knees when you scraped them, then got you right back out there on the court.
Whitney: I'm not discounting any of that, daddy. It's just that I'm not the same little girl that I used to be. I'm all grown-up now, daddy, and I need to have a life of my own with the man that I love.
T.C.: It won't work! This boy will ruin your life, and you're coming with me now!
Chad: Don't! Let her be.
T.C.: You don't tell me what I can do with my daughter, boy.
Chad: Then don't tell her what to do!
Whitney: Please, stop! No more fighting! Stop it! I can't stand it! Just stop!
T.C.: All right, Whitney. I'm going to leave, and I'm going home. Now, this is your last chance.
Whitney: I'm sorry, daddy. I'm staying here with Chad.
Tabitha: This is really tragic stuff.
Simone: You might as well have shot a gun through his heart! You're nothing but a lying slut!
Chad: Back off, Simone! I want you out of here now. No one treats the woman I love like that.
Simone: But it's true. She's nothing but a lying --
Chad: Out! Now.
Hank: You two going to be ok?
Chad: Yeah. We'll be all right, as long as we have each other.
Antonio: Theresa says little Ethan can't sleep without his favorite teddy, so --
Gwen: Hmm. Very sweet.
Antonio: Yeah. You know, I can't wait to start buying things for Sheridan and my baby. You don't think Sheridan's going to think I'm goofy if I start buying stuff like this now, do you?
Gwen: No, of course not.
Antonio: Well, good, because that's what I think dads are for, you know? Well, thanks, Gwen. Good night.
Gwen: Good night.
Gwen: Hmm. Speaking of soon-to-be fathers, I wonder what was so important that Ethan couldn't come up to bed.
[Knock on door]
Pilar: Ethan? Excuse me.
Ethan: Oh. Pilar, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you.
Pilar: I know you're busy. I just didn't know who else to talk to.
Ethan: No, please, please.
Ethan: Anytime. I was just researching some precedents that we can use for Theresa's custody battle.
Pilar: Julian seems so determined to take my grandchild. I -- I don't understand why he would even want a baby.
Ethan: It has nothing to do with family or paternal interests. Julian wants little Ethan because Alistair -- Alistair insists that every child with Crane blood running through its veins be raised as an heir to the family throne. That's why Julian was bound to stay married to my mother all those years -- because he couldn't boot her out because she had produced all those Crane children.
Pilar: So they'll never give up. Julian could end up with permanent custody of my grandson.
Ethan: I hope it doesn't come to that, but I won't lie to you -- it's a possibility. Either way, I think it's going to be a long, long, drawn-out battle.
Pilar: My poor Theresa. How could an innocent little baby cause so much strife and sadness?
Ethan: Pilar, you -- you can't think like that.
Pilar: How can I not when another baby, the one Sheridan is carrying -- it could destroy one of my sons?
Theresa: Oh, it's all going to be ok.
Sheridan: If you need an extra pillow, it's in the linen closet.
Theresa: Oh, I'm sure I'll be fine, Sheridan. I can't thank you enough for this.
Sheridan: Oh, don't be silly. I can't imagine how I would feel if someone told me they were going to take my baby away from me.
Theresa: Well, it can't happen, you know? He's my life. He's all I've got left.
Sheridan: Don't you worry. Ethan is the best lawyer. I'm sure he'll find a way to fight Julian and Alistair on this.
Antonio: Here we go. How about if I just set it up right here next to the couch?
Theresa: Thanks, Antonio. Oh, look! I can't believe you thought to bring his favorite animal.
Theresa: Do you see that, sweetheart?
Yes. Your uncle's not even a daddy yet, and he knows what's important.
Sheridan: You know, I cannot believe -- I had a bear just like this when I was growing up.
Antonio: Well, you know what? That one's looking a little ragged. How about I go get two new ones for you and our baby tomorrow when the store opens up?
Sheridan: That's very sweet.
Antonio: Well, it's just that I want to spend every happy moment with my wife and baby-to-be. You know, I haven't stopped thinking about it ever since I found out you were going to have a baby. Hey, how about we celebrate? And since we can't have champagne, how about I get that sparkling cider we have?
Sheridan: Great idea.
Antonio: All right, all right.
Theresa: Are you ok?
Sheridan: I just don't know how much longer I can do this. I keep hoping, feeling that this baby is Luis', not Antonio's, but I'm just not sure.
Beth: I get it now. You're one of those angels my mother is always praying to. Well, you can forget it, just rain on my parade, ok, because I'm going to get Luis for myself no matter what I have to do. I have put too much time and energy into this for Sheridan to end up with him. So go mess up somebody else's party, ok? Because I've got things I got to do.
Luis: Which one's yours?
Man: The beautiful one. I guess they all are to their dads. That one, right there.
Luis: Oh, yeah. She's a doll.
Man: Yeah. Which one's yours?
Luis: Oh -- ahem -- he or she isn't here yet.
Man: Oh, man, are you in for a thrill. I didn't think I could love anyone as much as I love my wife, but this tiny little seven-pounder has already got me wrapped around her finger. I'm a goner. Now my heart belongs to two beautiful girls.
Luis: I already love the woman with all my heart. I -- I can't even imagine if -- I mean, when we have our own.
Beth: You better hope it's not your baby, Luis.
Luis: It's funny. You're so full of love that you think your feelings couldn't possibly get any deeper. Then the love of your life tells you she's pregnant with your child and it feels like your heart is going to burst.
Beth: You'll never get over Sheridan as long as she's alive and breathing. Spooky angel or not, it's back to plan a for me. Sheridan's got to die.
Theresa: Sheridan, you and Luis will work things out with Antonio as soon as you can.
Sheridan: I hope so. It's just that things seem to be getting harder rather than easier. And now, with my being pregnant, I just -- I don't know how I'm going to tell Antonio that I'm in love with Luis. As much as I want this baby to be Luis', I just know it will kill Antonio. I mean, you saw how excited he was.
Theresa: What if the baby turns out to be Antonio's?
Sheridan: Luis said he would be disappointed but that he would accept the child as his own.
Theresa: Antonio's not going to stand for that for a minute. I mean, he'd want to be there every second of his son or daughter's life. I don't blame him. I mean, that's how a real father feels -- not like Julian, who's never paid one minute's attention to little Ethan.
Sheridan: I know. Luis and Antonio could end up fighting over this baby for the rest of their lives. You know, sometimes I just -- I think it'd be easier for everyone if I just disappeared.
Theresa: Sheridan, what are you saying?
Ethan: Come here.
Gwen: So, enough with burning the midnight oil. Why don't you come to bed, and I will give you a massage, among other things.
Ethan: Well, that sounds tempting, but I could be a while. I have a mountain of reading to do before morning.
Gwen: For work?
Ethan: Oh, not exactly. It's -- it's Theresa's custody case. I have got to keep her from losing her baby.
Whitney: I didn't mean to hurt him. I swear I didn't.
Chad: No, it's not your fault. It's all your father's for backing you into a corner. It was totally unfair.
Whitney: How dare you talk about him like that!
Simone: My sister's a bitch, and Chad is going to find out soon enough. How could he love somebody who's destroyed my family?
Tabitha: You think this is bad, Simone? Well, you haven't seen anything yet.
T.C.: That's it. All of my hopes and dreams for Whitney are down the drain, all because of some no-account punk.
Liz: T.C., Don't give up so easily. You know, maybe Whitney will change her mind later when she's had a chance to think about it.
T.C.: What has happened to my little girl? Have I been losing her all along and just been too blind to see it? How could she choose a thug over her own father?
Liz: T.C., Just -- just give it time. Ok? Just give it time.
Luis: I've had this feeling before, like something really bad is going to happen to someone I love.
Beth: There's enough in here to kill an elephant.
Gwen: What's it going to be? I mean, you need to tell me. Do we continue as a couple or not?
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