Passions Transcript Thursday 4/29/04
proofread by Laurie
Charity: Hmm, not bad. And I could do it in lots of different colors. It just might sell.
Charity: Miguel, come inside for a second.
Miguel: What is it, Charity?
Charity: Look, it's a check! Glitterati fashions bought my designs.
Miguel: Oh, my god.
Charity: They have stores all across the country. Do you see all those zeros? Oh!
Miguel: I knew you'd be a success.
Charity: Oh, I'm so excited. But you know what, I would trade all of that success for your love, Miguel, because that's all that matters.
Charity: I have to stop daydreaming. Miguel's with his baby and Kay now. I'm just going to throw myself into my work and forget all about that.
Charity: Miguel, how long have you been standing there?
Tabitha: I ran into Ivy earlier. Apparently, Charity is at home, feverishly working away on a dress she wants to show to some famous designer called Charlie Lapson, who's supposedly coming into town.
Kay: So? Why should I care? You know, while Charity's home making a dress, I'll be wearing one to the Founders' Day Dance with Miguel. You know, Charity wants to design clothes, more power to her. I hope she's a big success.
Tabitha: You do? Have you lost your reason, Kay?
Kay: No, not at all. You know, in fact, I hope she's the most famous designer in the world.
Tabitha: You've never wished anything good for Charity before. What are you up to, huh?
Luis: Julian. I see you got my message.
Julian: Luis. I assume this meeting has something to do with the C.D.'s you stole from my father's safe?
Luis: Hmm, yeah. Yeah, there's enough information on those C.D.'s to bring down Alistair, and the entire Crane empire.
Julian: Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.
Luis: Yeah, I'm afraid that means you're going to spend the rest of your life in jail, too, Julian.
Eve: And Mrs. Pilar Lopez-Fitzgerald wants her diagnosis strictly confidential, is that clear? No, she doesn't want her family to know. No, no, she's getting worse. The nosebleeds, fatigue, faintness. The I.V. treatments don't appear to be effective. I have to call you back. Liz. For once, I am glad to see you traipsing in here because I have something to tell you.
Eve: This. You get out of my house and don't you ever come back.
Rebecca: Oh -- I better check my makeup first. [Ducks into Ladies' Room]
Rebecca: Pilar? What -- what is this? Is she sick or dead-drunk? Oh. Or maybe she's dead. Ahem, Pilar? Pilar, hello? Hola? Andele! Huh. Oh, poor thing. Maybe I should call for help. Ahem. Help. Help. Hmm. Oh.
Rebecca: Good one, Becky. You know, sometimes I just crack myself up. Ooh -- I better go in there and see what's holding everyone up.
Officer: Oh --
Rebecca: Oh, excuse me.
Officer: It's ok. Hey, whoa, whoa, wait. What's all this blood? Stay right there.
Officer: Oh, my god. What did you do? That's Luis' mom in there! You attacked Pilar Lopez-Fitzgerald.
Judge: As I see it, the facts in this case are these -- Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald posed as Mr. And Mrs. Winthrop's surrogate in order to have herself implanted with Gwen Winthrop's fertilized ovum. And now, the Winthrops have petitioned the court to order this ovum aborted. I'm ready with my decision, but first, let me remind you that I will not permit any further histrionics in my courtroom.
Gwen: Honey, I just wish he'd get on with it, you know, and tell Theresa she has to have an abortion because he just cannot allow this pregnancy to continue.
Theresa: Ok, if the judge forces me to have an abortion, I'm going to lose little Ethan. I really need this baby to trade for my son.
Judge: All right, here is my decision in the matter of Winthrop vs. Lopez-Fitzgerald.
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 .
Kay: I'm not wishing anything good for Charity. I just want her to leave Harmony.
Tabitha: What in hades' name are you talking about?
Kay: Tabitha, don't you get it? If Charity becomes this big-time fashion designer, do you think she's going to stay in Harmony? Heck, no! Once she hits it big, she's going to have to move to a big city, you know, to, like, New York, or, heck, maybe even Paris. The further the better.
Tabitha: Or maybe to some roach-infested sweatshop in the black hole of Calcutta, huh?
Kay: Oh, that would be sweet, too. I don't care where she goes as long as she's out of Harmony for good.
Tabitha: Leaving you --
Kay: Leaving me with Miguel and Maria. Charity will be gone forever. Then I can live with Miguel without worrying about the goody two-shoes for the rest of my life.
Miguel: I just came to bring this drill back to chief Bennett. Wow. Did you draw this? It's amazing.
Charity: Thank you. I hope you're not the only one who likes it.
Miguel: What do you mean?
Charity: Well, you know, lately, I've been thinking a lot about what to do with my life.
Charity: Um -- I've decided I'm going to be a clothing designer. I've enrolled in an online course.
Miguel: Wow. That's great.
Charity: Yeah. I have this dream of seeing people wearing my clothes, you know, across the country. Even across the world. I don't know.
Miguel: You'll be a success at anything you do. I've always known that.
Charity's voice: I wasn't successful with you.
Miguel: What's wrong?
Charity: Oh, um -- you know, maybe this idea of designing clothes is a little crazy.
Miguel: Why would you think that?
Charity: Well, say I design the perfect dress, you know? So what? I don't know who to sell it to. I don't know how to sell it. I don't know anything about business.
Miguel: Well, you know, that's kind of what I've been studying all semester. Maybe I could help you, you know, or at least tell you where to get started.
Charity: You would do that?
Miguel: I'd do anything for you, Charity.
Julian: Well, congratulations, Luis. You always wanted to bring down the Crane empire. It appears you're about to do it.
Luis: Thanks to the information on those C.D's.
Julian: Is that why you wanted to meet me here -- to tell me I'm going to jail? To gloat?
Luis: No, Julian. No, believe it or not, I don't take any pleasure in sending you to jail.
Julian: Why not? I'm a Crane. I thought you hated our guts.
Luis: I hate your father, and, well, Alistair's going to get all the punishment he deserves. No, but when Sheridan was locked up in that psych ward, and we had that talk, you showed me a different side. You actually made me believe that you have a heart.
Julian: A small one, but it's in there somewhere.
Luis: Well, unfortunately, it's a little late, but, well, you surprised me. You know, you understood my feelings for Sheridan.
Julian: Well, as I said, I understand how it feels to lose the woman you love. In my case, the only woman I'll ever love.
Luis: You still don't want to tell me who this woman is?
Julian: What does it matter? Even if I once thought I had a chance of winning her back, it's gone now. I'm going to jail. I assume the evidence you have on those C.D.'s is rather incriminating.
Luis: Yeah. Yeah, there's no way you're going to avoid going to prison. Sorry.
Julian: Don't be.
Luis: You're not going to run, are you?
Julian: No. Besides, your pal, Sam Bennett, already took my passport. I'm going to stay here, and I'm going to pay for the crimes I committed. Even some I didn't commit. My punishment won't be jail. My punishment will be the end of any hope of ever reuniting with -- with that woman from my past, the only woman I have loved.
Eve: What, did you think that I wouldn't see this? "T.C., I have so much to tell you. Come to the Blue Note tonight for a drink. Liz." I have told you and told you to stop throwing yourself at my husband, Liz. I'm not going to stand for it anymore. You are going to leave him alone!
Liz: If you wouldn't be so upset, if deep down you weren't afraid of losing him --
Eve: Oh, please! Haven't you figured out yet that T.C. loves me? You are never going to take him away from me.
Liz: Yes. Once T.C. finds out about your past with Julian, he will be gone.
Eve: Oh, blah, blah, blah! Can't you learn another song? He hasn't figured it out yet, has he? And you can't tell him because then he'll know that everything you've said since you got here has been a lie, that you're just a vengeful, conniving bitch. It is time for you to go, Liz. You only came here to destroy my life and, face it, you failed. I'm still married to T.C. You've lost.
Liz: I am not finished with you, Eve.
Eve: Oh, no. Yes, you are. You have done your damnedest to get your stupid revenge, but you failed, Liz. It's time to move on. It's time to get out of Harmony forever.
T.C.: What's going on?
Judge: In the matter of Winthrop vs. Lopez-Fitzgerald, it is the decision of this court --
Rebecca: Oh, get your hands off of me! I did not attack Pilar!
Officer: What about all that blood on her?
Rebecca: I have no -- maybe she was running a cockfight.
Theresa: Mama -- blood -- what's going on out there?
Judge: Who can work under these conditions? Ok!
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Court is in recess. Call me when this latest nonsense is over.
Rebecca: If you rip this outfit, you are going to be sorry you were ever born, flatfoot!
Theresa: Rebecca, what did you do to my mother?
Gwen: Mother, what are you doing here?
Rebecca: Look, I just came here to get you and Ethan so you could get ready for the Founders' Day Dance, and then this man here accused me of attacking Pilar. Now let go of me!
Officer: You're not going anywhere until this is sorted out.
Rebecca: Look, is it my fault that that peasant woman is passed out on the bathroom floor? I think not!
Theresa: Oh, god, my mama's passed out? Mama?
Bailiff: Ma'am! I'm sorry, but I can't let you go in there. It's a possible crime scene.
Theresa: Yes, but my mother's in there.
Ethan: Look, I'll go, I'll go. Pilar? Oh, my god. Oh, my god, Pilar. She -- she's dead.
T.C.: I saw you two from the yard. Um -- looks like you guys are arguing. What's going on?
Eve: Oh, nothing, honey. Everything's fine. And Liz was just telling me how she's leaving Harmony -- soon. Isn't that right, Liz? You know, I heard that Sheridan and Antonio were moving back to St. Lisa's, but now I find out that Liz is going back, too. And what a pity, just when summer's coming to harmony. But then I'm sure you just can't wait to get back there.
T.C.: Hmm. All three of you? That is so sudden.
Liz: Oh, actually, T.C., nothing has been decided yet.
T.C.: Well, you know what, Liz? You always talked about going back, but you always stayed. And what about the Blue Note?
Liz: T.C., really, I don't --
Eve: She's selling it. It shouldn't be hard at all to sell a successful club like that. And then once it's sold, there's no reason to stay on. I think going back to St. Lisa's will be the best thing that Liz could do.
Julian: You know, I must admit I'm impressed that you were able to read father's files. The encryption on the data was supposed to be unbreakable.
Luis: Hmm. Well, I haven't actually decoded them all yet. I've got a computer working on it right now. Oh, but it's all there -- years' worth, from Chernobyl to Enron. Even fixing the Super Bowl.
Julian: Hmm. That was a good one.
Luis: You know, one of the C.D.'s is even labeled "Julian's bastard."
Julian: Yes. You see, that's my silver lining. Once you decode that C.D., I'll finally know who and where my son is.
Ethan: Oh, god, she's alive. Pilar? Pilar? What is with this blood?
Pilar: What happened?
Pilar: What happened?
Ethan: Hold on, hang on, hang on. I'm calling 911, ok?
Pilar: No, no, no, Ethan, don't -- don't call.
Ethan: Don't be ridiculous. This isn't right, Pilar. You --
Pilar: No, please, please, just don't -- don't call. Oh, god, not again.
Ethan: What do you mean, "not again"? Did Rebecca have anything to do with this?
Ethan: Did -- did --
Pilar: No, no. Rebecca had nothing to do with this.
Ethan: Well, then what is going on? You passed out on the floor. You had a severe nosebleed. Are you -- are you sick? What is wrong?
Charity: Well, I would love advice on the business side of making clothes. I don't know where to begin.
Miguel: Ok, well, this is exactly what I've been studying in my business class. You know, first you have to ask yourself two major questions -- who's your customer, and why would they want to buy your clothes?
Charity: Um -- ok. My customers would be girls my age, maybe a little older, and they'd buy my stuff because -- because they'd like it.
Miguel: Ok, yeah. But I'm -- but there's more, all right? Like, do they buy your clothes because they're the hottest fashions, or do they buy your clothes because they flatter them, or do they buy your clothes because their best friend doesn't have them yet?
Charity: Ah. I see.
Miguel: Yeah, and there's the four p's, which is product, placement, price, and promotion. I mean, these clothes, they don't just sell themselves.
Charity: Whoa, whoa! This is too much information.
Miguel: Ok, but, you know, this is stuff that you got to start thinking about. You know, it's your future, remember? Like, do you want to own your own shop, or do you want to sell to department stores or to chain stores?
Charity's voice: Miguel, it's exciting to talk about my future as a designer, but I wish we could talk about our future together, too.
Tabitha: Now, wait a minute. You're getting way ahead of yourself here. Our blond nemesis is making one dress. That hardly means she's going to be the star of her own fashion house in Paris.
Kay: Ok, forget it. I just want Charity to get the hell out of Harmony, and I don't care how it happens. Besides, you know, Charity is not the threat she once was. Maria is pulling Miguel and me closer together, and we're finally becoming a real family. Tabitha, I just know that once we get to this dance, Miguel is going to realize that I'm the girl for him. But, I sure wish Charity were completely out of the picture.
Tabitha: Well, she's still very much in the picture right now.
Kay: What? No! That's it! I'm getting rid of Charity right now, forever! Oh!
Tabitha: What are you going to do? Kill her?
Rebecca: Would you let go of me? Do you really think I'd wear all of these diamonds just to come here and bash the homeless?
Fox: Too dressy. She wears pearls.
Rebecca: Oh, shut up.
Gwen: Mother, you didn't do anything to Pilar, did you?
Rebecca: Of course not! She was passed out on the floor. Too much sangria, I'm sure.
Gwen: Well, why didn't you call anyone?
Rebecca: Well, why would I? She's a maid. I thought she was scrubbing the floor.
Theresa: Damn you, Rebecca! I'm sorry, but I have to go to my mother.
Bailiff: I'm sorry, ma'am. You need to wait here.
Fox: Theresa, we'll just wait a bit, ok?
Whitney: Honey, we're just going to be in the way. It'll be all right.
Pilar: Help me up, Ethan.
Ethan: Ok, ok, ok.
Pilar: Help me up.
Ethan: Easy, easy.
Pilar: Ok, thank you.
Ethan: All right?
Ethan: Now, tell me -- tell me what's wrong.
Pilar: Nothing, nothing.
Ethan: Don't give me that, ok? It's obvious you're sick.
Pilar: No. I -- I just slipped, that's all.
Ethan: No, no, no -- not all this blood from a simple fall. What is going on?
Pilar: Ethan --
Ethan: No, listen, Pilar -- you're like a second mother to me, ok? I've known you my whole life. I care about you. If something's going on, I want to know about it. Are you all right? Please, tell me.
Pilar: All right. Ok, all right, all right. I'm sick, but it's not that serious, and I am under doctor's care. Ok?
Ethan: Then you should tell your family about it. I mean, this is --
Pilar: No, no, Ethan. I don't want to burden them. I don't want my children to know.
Theresa: What don't you want us to know, mama?
Julian: So what's the timetable? Is the ax still falling tonight?
Luis: Yeah. Yeah, at the dance. Tonight all the secrets and lies come to an end.
Julian: Well, it's time. It's time the pain stopped for everyone. You know, even if I do have to pay for my mistakes, I think that you're doing the right thing. You're an admirable man. Good luck to you tonight.
Luis: Thanks. Well, I better go check on that computer, see what other C.D.'s it's decoding. Sorry, Julian.
Eve: Dr. Russell. [Eve answers her phone]
Julian: Eve, if you're not alone, just listen to me. I need to see you. Would you meet me in the park? You know the spot.
Eve: Um -- of course, doctor, if it's important. What is this about?
Julian: I have news about our son. I'm leaving now. Eve, this may be the last time I get to be near you without bars between us.
Theresa: Mama, what don't you want us to know?
Bailiff: Come on, lady! Get out here!
Theresa: I'll be right there! Mama --
Pilar: All right, Theresa, I just -- I don't want my children to know how clumsy I am, you know? It was silly. I fell on some water, and I -- and I -- I got a bloody nose. That's all.
Theresa: Ok. So another nosebleed, huh? Is that right?
Pilar: From the fall, Theresa. Yeah, that's all. All right?
Theresa: Mama, are you ok?
Pilar: Theresa, of course. I'm fine.
Theresa: Are you sure? Because, you know, you scared us half to death here, mama.
Pilar: I'm fine.
Pilar: So -- so, what's going on with the hearing?
Theresa: The judge took a short recess, and, well, he said that he would tell us his decision when we go back inside the courtroom, so --
Pilar: All right, so, so, come on, let's go back to the courtroom.
Theresa: No. No, no, mama. I want you to go home and I want you to rest.
Pilar: Theresa, I -- I want to be here to support you.
Bailiff: Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald!
Theresa: I'll be right back. Excuse me.
Ethan: Are you sure you don't just want to tell Theresa about this?
Pilar: Ethan, please -- I can take care of myself, ok? I don't want Theresa to worry, or my family.
Ethan: All right.
Theresa: Ok, mama. Ready?
Ethan: Come on.
Rebecca: There, you see? She's alive, well, and badly dressed. Though, I suspect she's going to have one heck of a hangover. You know, I never touch tequila -- not since that time in Cabo when -
Fox: You want to gag her? No?
Officer: Ma'am, did this woman attack you?
Pilar: No. No, I was alone. Thank you. I slipped on some water and got knocked out.
Rebecca: There, you see? Everything is fine, Mr. Muscles. So, if you want to keep this little ho-hum job of yours, I suggest you do one of two things -- either you apologize to me here, in public, or --
Officer: I apologize.
Rebecca: Oh, we don't have to use the handcuffs.
Whitney: I'm glad you're ok.
Chad: Yeah, me, too. And I'm sorry I'm not going to be able to stay to hear what the judge says. I've got to go to the Seascape. I'm doing all the music, and I've got to set up. So, I will see you later, baby.
Chad: And, Theresa, good luck.
Theresa: Thanks, Chad.
Bailiff: Excuse me. If everything's all right, the judge is ready.
Rebecca: Oh, well, everything's fine. Let's get this over with.
Rebecca: Gwen, where's Judge Riley? This joker isn't on the payroll.
Judge: Court is back in session. I'm sorry to hear about your mishap, Mrs.. Lopez-Fitzgerald. I'm glad you're all right.
Gwen: I just wish he'd hurry up and give us his decision.
Judge: It is hard to describe how shocked I am by your actions, Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald. Such callous and cruel behavior is beyond the pale. And it is difficult to find words to tell you how much I despise those actions.
Rebecca: Gwen, did you hear that? He despises her. Oh, everything is going to go your way. One abortion, coming up.
Miguel: Ok. Now, what I've drawn here is the basic business model, all right? It shows how outside forces affect the industry, all right? Now, this is the threat of substitutes, this is supplier capability, this is buying power, this is the amount of competition.
Charity: Ahem -- I think maybe it's a little bit premature. I mean, I haven't even sewn a dress yet.
Miguel: Sorry. You know, I'm just so interested in all this stuff, I guess I kind of get carried away.
Charity: No. I think I need to design a product before I start getting my business lesson. You know, I just want to design clothes that are really cute and make people look great.
Miguel: Ok. Well, that's a good first step. But there's a lot more to business than just building a better mousetrap. Or dress.
Charity: Ok. Now, why don't you explain to me why you have put "rivalry" in the center like this?
Miguel: Ok. Well, rivalry is -- rivalry -- um -- well, rivalry's competition. You know, it's what stands in the way of you and your happiness. I mean, profit. You know, I'm sure you can figure all this stuff out. I better get this drill back to Chief Bennett.
Charity: Miguel, wait, wait. I have an idea. It's something that could change both of our lives.
Kay: What are they talking about over there?
Tabitha: I don't know, but I can feel their attraction all the way over here.
Kay: But he's done with Charity, it's over! And it's been over ever since she threw herself at Reese and half the other guys in town. And I'm the mother of his child.
Tabitha: Charity is always a threat, Kay. Remember that. She is your rival.
Kay: Here, help me. Read my cards and tell me what's coming. Ok, if Charity and Miguel are headed back together, then I need to know. Figure out a way to stop it.
Tabitha: Ok. Cut the cards.
Tabitha: Now, you go next door, find out what's going on between them, and nip it in the bud.
Kay: You're right. Thank you. You're an angel.
Tabitha: Angel? That's not exactly a compliment in this house.
Julian: Next spring I'll be staring at concrete block walls.
Eve: Julian, is it true you know who our son is?
Julian: Not yet, my love. Luis will tell us this evening.
Eve: Is that for sure now, because I don't think I could bear any more disappointment.
Julian: That's for sure.
Eve: Oh, Julian, our son -- oh, we're finally going to see our son, and see what kind of man he's become and where he's been. Oh, I'm finally going to get my son back. Oh, Julian, what's the matter? This is -- this is joyous news.
Julian: Well, I met with Luis, and tonight he's letting every nasty little Crane secret out of the box. I won't be able to avoid jail, and it could be for a very long time.
Eve: Well, then we have to stop Luis. We -- we can't let this happen.
Julian: I'm sorry, my love, but this is the only way. I'm guilty of so much. The piper must be paid.
Eve: No, Julian. No, I can't have this. I can't find my son only to lose you. No, I can't.
Judge: To review, Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald drugged the Winthrops' legitimate maternal surrogate, locked her in a closet, and then passed herself off as that surrogate to the medical implantation staff at Harmony Hospital, and was implanted with Mrs. Winthrop's fertilized ovum. And now, the Winthrops want the court to force Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald to submit to an abortion.
Gwen's voice: Ethan, stop looking at Theresa.
Judge: Frankly, the defendant's actions truly shock me. It's difficult to conceive of such blatant disregard for the law and moral decency. However, I cannot allow my personal feelings to affect my legal decisions. So, before there are any further interruptions, my decision is as follows. In the case of Winthrop vs. Lopez-Fitzgerald, the petitioners' request that their fertilized ovum be aborted from the body of the defendant is denied.
Gwen: Oh, my god, your honor. You can't do this!
Theresa: Oh, my god. I'm going to get my son back, mama!
Tabitha: Oh, dear. This does not bode well. In fact, it couldn't be worse. There's so much pain coming her way, so much. She's -- she's never going to be with Miguel. Never.
Miguel: So, what's this idea that you have that's going to change both of our lives, Charity?
Charity: We work together.
Charity: Yeah. I mean, on a clothing line. I'll take care of the designs, and, well, you'll take care of the business side.
Miguel: You know, I think that's a great idea. I mean, we make an awesome team, you know, so if we're working together, we could make your business a huge success.
Charity: Oh, I cannot wait to start working with you.
Miguel: Me, neither. Fortune 500, here we come.
Kay: No. No, no, no, no, no!
Liz: I will destroy you, Eve, if it's the last thing I do.
T.C.: Liz, are you all right?
Liz: Yes, T.C., Of course, I'm great.
T.C.: I carry one box and my damned knee acts up.
Liz: Oh, maybe you want me to massage it for you, hmm?
T.C.: Liz, no, thank you, ok? So when will you decide that you're leaving to go back to St. Lisa's?
Liz: Um -- I'm not sure, T.C.
T.C.: Keep us posted, all right?
Liz: T.C., Wait. Listen, I don't want to go back to the island if you don't want me to. I mean, if you can think of any reason that I might stay, I will.
T.C.: Liz, I -- I think that you should go back to the island. I need to go get some more things out of the attic for the dance.
Liz: Ok, Eve. You were right. I lost. There is no reason for me to stay in Harmony. T.C. is yours forever.
T.C.: Oh, my knee!
Eve: I've waited a long time to find out where our son is, who he is, but I can't let you go to jail, Julian. That's too high a price to pay.
Julian: Oh, hush. I must pay for the mistakes that I've made. I truly don't care what they do to me as long as you're happy.
Eve: How am I going to be happy if you're suffering? Oh, no.
Julian: What is it?
Eve: Oh, Julian, I just realized that if the Crane secrets come out tonight, then T.C.'s going to know about you and me.
Julian: I've already thought about what will happen if the real truth about our past comes out, and I've taken steps to protect you.
Eve: To protect me?
Julian: I'm going to make sure that you don't lose T.C. And your daughters.
Chad: I can't believe you're bringing down the Cranes tonight.
Luis: Yeah, I'm still waiting for some of the files to be decoded. But when they are --
[Luis makes an exploding sound]
Luis: It's all going down at the dance. When those files come out, the Cranes are finished.
Gwen: Your honor, you can't do this. This is not fair!
Ethan: Honey -- honey, stop.
Whitney: Unbelievable. I can't believe you got away with this.
Fox: Way to go, beautiful.
Theresa: It's going to work. I'm going to get my son back.
Judge: Order! Order in the court!
Gwen: This is crazy!
Rebecca: Ok, you'll be judging dog shows when I'm through with you.
Gwen: Your honor, you cannot reward Theresa. She is a criminal. She is blackmailing me to get her son back. Now she can hold my child hostage!
Judge: I said order, or I will fine the lot of you!
Gwen: Ok, well, if you're not going to fix this, I am, because I will not let this happen. I won't! You -- you are a dead woman! I am going to kill you!
Ethan: Gwen, Gwen, no!
Gwen: If the judge won't order you to have an abortion, I'm going to kill you!
Judge: Order! Order!
Ethan: Gwen, come on! [Gwen attacks Theresa]
NEXT, ON PASSIONS
Theresa: The procedure had to work. I have to be pregnant.
Kay: I'm going to keep Charity and Miguel apart no matter what I have to do.
Mr. Russell: Julian crane ruined your life, caused my death!
T.C.: I'm going to make him pay, pop.
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