Passions Transcript Wednesday 3/9/05 [an error occurred while processing this directive]

Passions Transcript Wednesday 3/9/05
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By Boo
Proofread by Jodi

Kay: I mean, where do you think Jess is, Simone? She wasn't at that nightclub or at the underground club where they found Paloma.

Simone: Well, hopefully, she never made it there. And then she never licked any of those smiley-face stickers that people use to get high.

Kay: You know what? I bet Paloma didn't even have a clue she was being drugged when somebody gave her those stickers to lick.

Simone: Kay, what if Jessica was drugged? What if that's why you had those visions before about your sister being in trouble?

Kay: Oh, my god, Simone, what if you're right? What if somebody drugged Jessica and then took advantage of her?

Sam: Jessica? Jessica? Jessica, honey, talk to me. Jessica? Ivy, get Eve in here right away. Kay, Simone, I need your help down here right now! Jessica, honey. Are you ok? Talk to your daddy. Honey, you have to be ok. Grace would never forgive me if something ever happened to you. Jessica, honey, talk to me.

Eve: Sam, Ivy said Jessica collapsed?

Sam: I tried to revive her, but she's still unconscious.

Eve: Oh.

Ivy: I -- I just don't understand how she got down here.

Sam: Eve, listen, you have to take care of her, ok? I can't lose my baby girl. Please.

Theresa: Whitney, you're just not thinking straight.

Whitney: No. No, actually, I'm thinking straight for the first time in a long time. And it's ironic, really.

Theresa: What's ironic? What are you talking about?

Whitney: Ok, well, you lost the baby you love more than your own life. And no matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of the baby I hate with all my heart.

Theresa: Whitney, you don't mean that. You can't possibly hate your own child.

Whitney: Yes, I can. And I do, Theresa. I hope I lose this baby before it's even born.

Luis: Father Lonigan's right. Sheridan and I have been through too much to let anyone keep us from being together. I don't care what Beth says. I'm not going to wait till morning to go and see her. Sheridan's my soul mate. And I'll be damned if I let anyone, especially Katherine Crane, keep me from spending the rest of my life with her.

Mrs. Wallace: You are pure evil, Bethie -- evil, I say! -- With a heart as cold as this room!

Beth: You don't want Marty breathing in these noxious fumes, now, do you?

Mrs. Wallace: No. But I certainly don't want Sheridan murdered in her sleep, either.

Beth: "Murder" -- it sounds so ugly. I prefer to say -- hmm -- accidental death.

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, yeah, right. Like it was an accident you turned that gas on in the guest room to kill Sheridan in her sleep.

Beth: It was genius, mother. And the best part is no one's ever going to suspect me, because they're either going to think that she committed suicide, or that there was a heater malfunction and she was asphyxiated in her sleep. Either way, Sheridan gets it.

[Gas hisses]

Theresa: I don't understand. This is your baby. How can you say that you hate it?

Whitney: Because I do, Theresa.

Theresa: Well, Whitney, that's horrible.

Whitney: Well, it's the truth. I hate -- I literally hate this thing inside me.

Theresa: Ok. Now you're calling it a "thing"? How can you possibly talk about your own baby this way?

Whitney: Look, Theresa, you don't understand, ok?

Theresa: No, I don't understand. I can't imagine any mother, or any woman about to become a mother, talking the way you are.

Whitney: But it's the way I truly feel.

Theresa: Ok, why? Why don't you tell me what's going on?

Whitney: Nothing. Nothing's going on, ok?

Theresa: Whitney, we have been best friends since we were kids.

Whitney: Well, you've changed, right? So have I.

Theresa: Ok, I may have changed, yes, but I'm not a completely different person. Now, the Whitney I know and love would never talk the way you are about having a baby. Right? She'd be happy about her pregnancy, giddy about the little life that's growing inside of her, loving toward her unborn child. But saying that she hates it --

Whitney: Yeah, but you don't know the consequences of what having this baby will be. God, I just wish that something would happen to make it stop.

Theresa: Does your mother know how you feel?

Eve: Jessica? Come on, Jessica?

Ivy: I just don't understand how this happened. I just came down from checking on her. She was asleep in her bed.

Sam: Well, obviously, it wasn't her.

Ivy: But Kay and Simone said it was her. They were afraid I was going to wake her up. I -- oh, those little sneaks.

Sam: Look, just get Kay and Simone down here, ok? I called for them earlier, but they didn't hear me.

Ivy: Oh, they're going to hear me. Kay, Simone, you have some explaining to do!

Liz: Is that Jessica?

Eve: Yes, I'm afraid it is.

Julian: Well, what happened to her?

Sam: We don't know. Ivy opened the door, and she collapsed in my arms.

Tabitha: Ooh. This could prove even juicier than my gizzard of lizard stew.

T.C.: Sam, I thought Jessica was grounded.

Sam: She was. She disobeyed me and went out anyway.

Tabitha: Have you any idea what happened to our little lost lamb, Dr. Russell?

Eve: Yes. Yes, I do. Sam?

Eve: Jessica -- it's not the bump on her head. Her pupils are dilated. Her pulse is quick, her skin is warmer than usual, and she's having physical tremors.

Sam: No, it can't be.

Eve: I'm sorry. I don't think there's any other explanation for it.

Sam: No, but Jessica wouldn't -- she'd never do drugs.

Eve: A minute ago, you thought that she would have never smoked cigarettes --

Sam: No, no, Eve, it can't be.

Eve: Look, Sam, I have to found out what drug she used so I can find the best way to treat her.

Sam: Oh, my god, this can't be happening.

Sam: Oh. No. My god.

T.C.: A sticker? What's so bad about a sticker?

Eve: They're laced with drugs. People lick them to get high.

T.C.: Oh, my god, Sam, no.

Eve: It's the only explanation, Sam. Jessica has been using drugs tonight.

Tabitha: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Beth: Why are you standing in front of an open fridge?

Mrs. Wallace: Well, because the air in here is warmer than the air out here.

Beth: Oh, enough already. Listen, our guest should be gassed before much longer.

Mrs. Wallace: And I'll be a human popsicle by then.

Beth: Oh, would you stop complaining? Do you hear Marty or Precious complaining?

Mrs. Wallace: Duh! Precious can't talk, and you care a lot more for Marty to keep him warm.

Beth: Because he is my son, Mother.

Mrs. Wallace: No, missy, he's you-know-whose son, daughter.

Beth: You know what? If you don't stifle yourself, you're going to go up there and I'm going to lock you in the guest room with Sheridan till you're both morgue-bound.

Mrs. Wallace: Oh.

Beth: Then I'm going to be rid of two pains in my --

Mrs. Wallace: Hey! Watch your mouth, missy. It's enough that I raised a deranged daughter. But no dirty talk. Well, unless your date wants it.

Beth: Oh. I'm going to go check on Sheridan. She's got to be d-e-a-d by now.

[Precious shrieks]

Mrs. Wallace: Oh.

Beth: You keep quiet. You keep Marty in here till I tell you otherwise, ok?

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, d-e-a-d yourself. Hey, Precious, I want a sip of this gin, honey.

Sheridan: Oh. Luis, our son. Our beautiful little boy is with us again. We're finally the family that we're meant to be.

Luis: Yeah, it's incredible.

Sheridan: Hmm.

Luis: And so are you. You always knew Marty was our son.

Sheridan: Hmm.

Luis: I'm sorry I never believed what you always knew was in your heart.

Sheridan: I'm just so glad that we're finally together. Because I love you and Marty so much.

Luis: Well, I love you both.

Sheridan: Everything is perfect now. All my dreams come true.

Luis: Yeah.

[Gas hisses]

Beth: Sheridan. Sheridan? Are you dead yet?

Sam: Jessica, my god. How did it come to this? You, my baby girl, passed out on drugs?

Tabitha: Here come the fireworks, Endora. Three, two, one --

Sam: Kay! What the hell is going on?

T.C.: That's what I want to know, too, young lady.

Ivy: There's one mystery solved. Kay and Simone were keeping an eye on Paloma. That is who I mistook for Jessica. But, look, Paloma isn't asleep. She's passed out, too.

Sam: Kay, how did your sister and Paloma end up like this?

Kay: We aren't sure.

Eve: Simone?

Simone: Kay's telling the truth, Mom.

Kay: Ok, we brought Jessica over some ice cream to cheer her up because she was grounded. And then we realized that she had gone out, so we went to find her to bring her back here so she wouldn't get in trouble.

Simone: Only we found Paloma instead.

Kay: Yeah. So we brought her back here so she wouldn't get in trouble, either.

Sam: Well, did Paloma pass out from drinking or from the drugs?

Kay: Well, we don't know about any drinking, but we did find some smiley-face stickers in her pocket.

Simone: People lick them to get high.

Eve: Yes, we know people lick them to get high. Jessica almost O.D.'d on these horrible things.

Kay: Oh, I was afraid something bad had happened. But to Jessica? Oh, my god.

T.C.: Simone? Did you ever lick any of those sticker things?

Simone: No, Daddy, and I haven't smoked or had any alcohol, either, I swear. Kay and I only went out to try to look for Jessica.

Kay: It's true, Coach Russell. We learned our lesson.

Ivy: Well, I am surprised that Jessica and Paloma didn't learn their lessons. I mean, after what happened to Paloma -- she was attacked and nearly raped?

Eve: I'm going to examine Paloma in a minute, but I'd like to examine Jessica a little more closely and in private.

Ivy: Why don't the rest of us just go wait in the kitchen?

Sam: Well, I’m going to stay here.

Eve: No, Sam, I think you should go with Ivy.

Julian: Is she going to be all right?

Eve: Well, I think the effect of the drug should wear off soon, but that doesn't necessarily mean that Jessica is going to be all right.

Julian: Why not?

Eve: I mean, just look at her, Julian. She's disheveled and she's missing her shoes.

Julian: You don't think that she was --

Eve: I think there's a distinct possibility that Jessica was violated.

[Gas hisses]

Beth: Oh, no. Damn it! She's not dead after all. Could you hurry up and die? I've got a wedding to plan.

[Doorbell rings]

Beth: Who could be here this time of night? You listen to me. I'm going to go down there, and I'm going to get rid of whoever is there. And when I get back, you'd best be dead!

Beth: If that's Donna Lloyd complaining about mother leaving the shade up when Precious is bathing her, I swear I'm going to -- hey, Luis. What are you doing here?

Luis: I'm here to see Sheridan.

Beth: Well, you -- you can’t.

Luis: I know that you said that Sheridan didn't want to talk to me, but here's the thing -- I ran into Father Lonigan down at the wharf, and he made me realize that Sheridan’s too important for me to wait till tomorrow to talk to her.

Beth's voice: Why can't that priest mind his own damn business?

Beth: No --

Luis: Sheridan and I -- we have been through way too much for her mother to become an issue between us, you know? So I just want to work things out before it's too late.

Beth: Yeah.

Beth's voice: Well, with any luck, it's already too late.

Luis: So where's Sheridan? I'm dying to see her.

Sam: Jessica used to be a good girl. She used to be a good student with a part-time job. She used to go to mass at least once a week. Then her schoolwork took a dive, quit her job, starting smoking cigarettes, hanging out in clubs she has no business being in. Now she's involved with drugs. Where did I fail her, Ivy? What did I do wrong?

Ivy: It's not your fault, Sam.

Julian: Hello, Tabitha. I've been meaning to call and check on you and Endora. But with my mother coming back from the dead and Chad and Fox vying for Whitney --

Tabitha: Oh, I know you've been preoccupied.

Julian: Yes, yes. So how are things?

Tabitha: Things are fine.

Julian: Good.

Tabitha: Thanks for asking.

Julian: I must say, Endora is not only cute as she can be, but she seems remarkably alert to the world for a child her age.

Tabitha: Oh, yes. Endora’s very gifted, no doubt about that.

Julian: As you know, up until now, I've -- I've respected your wish to keep my relationship with Endora quiet. But I tell you, after seeing Eve with Whitney, and Sam with his girls, I've come to realize that I -- I want to be more actively involved in Endora's life. I -- I mean, as her father.

Ivy: Julian is Endora's father? He and Tabitha had push-push? Oh, I wonder if Eve knows.

Eve: Sam, can I talk with you in the living room? It's about Jessica.

Theresa: So what happened to make you talk this way? It's just -- it's not normal to hate your baby.

Whitney: Nothing's happened. Nothing's happened. It's just the way I feel.

Theresa: Well, Whitney, it's just -- it's not right, ok? I mean, look at yourself. You've barely gained any weight since you've been pregnant. You can't be eating right. That's not good for you or your baby.

Whitney: I know what I'm doing.

Theresa: Whitney, your child is developing more each day. It needs all the love and care that you can give it to be born strong and healthy. Do you really want something horrible to happen that could be avoided?

Whitney: It's too late. The damage is already done. I already know there's something going to be wrong with my baby!

Theresa: Oh. I just figured out why you feel the way you do. I know the awful truth.

Beth: Luis, she was so upset and exhausted after your fight, she just went straight to bed. Even if you tried to wake her, I don't think you could. But I'm going to tell her that you were here, and then tomorrow you guys can talk -- if she's up to it.

Luis: No. No, I need to talk to Sheridan tonight. Yeah.

Mrs. Wallace: So, Bethie, is the horrible deed done?

Luis: What -- what horrible deed, Mrs. Wallace?

Mrs. Wallace: Uh -- tell him, Bethie.

Beth: Oh, Precious had an accident, and Mother couldn't clean it up, so I've been taking care of that.

Mrs. Wallace: Yeah. Beth, I can still smell it in here.

Beth: Ok, mother. Well, why don't you take Marty and Precious back into the kitchen, ok?

Luis: Oh wait, hold on a second. Why are you guys all bundled up?

Beth: Oh, well, I had to open the back door just to air it out a little bit.

Luis: Oh. Well, you guys all look like you're freezing. Even Marty.

Beth: No, we're not. He's fine. Precious gave him some hot cocoa.

Luis: Well, hey, bud, come here. Come here! Why don't you let Papa warm you up? Yeah! That's right! Yeah! Hey, buddy.

Mrs. Wallace: The gas is leaking out of Sheridan’s room. I can smell it!

Beth: I know. That's why I told you to stay in the kitchen!

Luis: What's that?

[Marty babbles]

Luis: That's a great idea. Marty and I are going to light a fire. We'll get everyone all nice, toasty, and warm. All right, yes. Yeah.

Mrs. Wallace: "Warm"? You have got to stop him from striking that match or the gas fumes in here -- he will blow us up!

Theresa: I know why you're talking this way. I know why you say you hate your baby.

Whitney: You do?

Theresa: Your baby is the reason that you won't marry Fox, why you say it wouldn't be fair to him.

Whitney: You really understand what I'm saying, don't you?

Theresa: No wonder you're devastated, Whitney, and nearly any woman in your position would be. And on top of that, you still have feelings for your brother. It makes perfect sense.

Whitney: Ok, then you don't think I'm, you know, like I'm sick or I'm crazy to feel the way I do, right?

Theresa: No. It's not your fault. These things happen. But you can't blame yourself. And you can't blame your baby. You know, there are a lot of pregnant women who find out that their babies will be born with a birth defect. I understand that you are upset, and you're angry right now, Whitney, but trust me, when your baby is born, you are going to love it, no matter what.

Whitney: Theresa, um -- I'm sorry, but you don't understand. You don't know what you're talking about.

Theresa: Ok, well, how serious of a problem is it?

Whitney: Look, just trust me, ok? It's as bad as it gets.

Theresa: Ok. What about a second opinion? I mean, maybe the first test was wrong. Maybe -- maybe your baby is perfectly fine.

Whitney: No! I don't need a test to tell me that there's something wrong with my baby because I already know there is.

Theresa: But how do you know, Whitney, if you've never been tested?

Whitney: Theresa, just forget I even mentioned the damn baby, all right? Excuse me.

Theresa: Whitney, wait. Why are you still talking about your baby with so much hate? What's really going on?

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, don't just stand there. Stop Luis from lighting that match, or with the gas in here, we're going to be blown up!

Luis: What the hell did you do that for?

Beth: I just don't think we need a fire because we're going to be going to bed soon. So I'm going to turn up the heat. It just got cold in here because I had that door open because precious had that, you know, accident.

Luis: Ok. No need to waste wood. Yeah, look, I just didn't want Marty getting cold, ok?

Beth: Oh, no, don't worry. Oh, here we are. I'm keeping him nice and warm, right?

Luis: Oh --

Mrs. Wallace: So, Luis -- Luis, you must have come by to see Sheridan, huh?

Luis: Yeah. You know we had that terrible fight about her mother.

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, well, honey, every couple has squabbles now and then, you know? Even people as perfect for each other as you and Sheridan. Precious, go upstairs and wake Sheridan up! Tell her she's got company.

Luis: No, Precious, wait a second. Yeah. Beth, maybe you're right. Maybe I shouldn't wake up Sheridan. I should let her sleep, and then -- well, I could just crash here, and then tomorrow morning, I could talk to Sheridan when she's rested.

Beth: Yeah. I'm sure she'll be rested by -- in the morning.

Luis: Yeah.

Mrs. Wallace: Yeah, she'll be resting in peace.

Beth: I really think you should get a good night's sleep, and -- this couch is so lumpy, among other things, Luis. There you go, baby. Oh, there you go, baby. I -- I think you should just go back to the cottage, get a good night's sleep, and I'll tell her that you were here, ok?

Luis: No, wait a second. I smell gas.

Beth: Oh, no -- Precious, again?

Luis: No, no, no, not that. Gas gas. You don't smell it?

[Beth coughs]

Beth: No.

[Mrs. Wallace gasps]

Mrs. Wallace: Now that you mention it, Luis, it does smell like gas in here.

Luis: You see that? You see? I better find out where that's coming from.

[Gas hisses]

Luis: Hope those are happy tears.

Sheridan: Yeah, they are.

Luis: Hey --

Sheridan: All my dreams are coming true.

Luis: Yeah.

Sheridan: I'm with the man that I love. We have our little boy back. Everything is perfect.

Luis: You're right. It doesn't get much better than this, does it?

[Marty coos]

Luis: That's right. I love you. I love you so much.

Sheridan: I love you -- both you and Marty. I will always love you, even after I take my dying breath. I can't even believe I'm talking about this.

Sam: The cut on Jessica’s head -- does she have a concussion? Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?

Eve: No, Sam. The cut on Jessica’s head is insignificant.

Sam: Then what is it?

Eve: Well, I don't know how to tell you this, Sam, but after I examined Jessica, it became very clear that she's had intercourse tonight.

Sam: Intercourse? Was she raped?

Eve: Well, I don't find any evidence of that when I examined her.

Sam: My god. What happened? How did it get to this?

Eve: I don't know, Sam. I -- I don't know.

Sam: I knew she was having a hard time accepting the fact that Grace left us to be with David, but, god, she stayed in school. She had a great job. It was only recently that Ivy discovered that she was acting differently.

Eve: You know, she could be suffering from posttraumatic shock. Sometimes it takes a while to manifest itself, by definition.

Sam: But for her to act out like this? Doing drugs? Having sex? I just really need to know what the hell is going on around here. Kay? Could you get in here?

Kay: Yes, Dad?

Sam: Did you know your sister was having sex?

Kay: What? No, I didn’t.

Simone: I mean, we'd seen her flirting with guys before, but that's it.

Sam: After Eve examined her tonight, she found out that she did have sex.

Kay: Was it consensual or was it --

Sam: We don't know. We won't know until we talk to Jessica.

Ivy: You won't know what until you talk to Jessica, Sam?

Sam: Whether she was raped or brought it on herself.

Kay: Dad!

Sam: Look at her. Look at your sister, Kay, and tell me what she did to end up looking like this!

Theresa: Do you not know how lucky you are?

Whitney: Then why do I feel cursed, Theresa?

Theresa: You've been given god's greatest gift, Whitney -- a child of your very own. You and Fox are set to be parents to that beautiful life growing inside of you.

Whitney: "Misfit" is more like it, ok?

Theresa: Well, how do you know what's wrong with your baby if you've never been tested?

Whitney: Look, trust me, I know.

Theresa: Are you afraid that you're not going to be a good mother to your baby?

Whitney: Ok, god, Theresa, will you stop it, please? You don't know what you're talking about!

Luis: I better go wake up Sheridan and bring her down here until I find out where the gas leak is.

Beth: No, no.

Luis: What?

Beth: Leave Sheridan alone. What you're smelling -- it's not gas. It's from the accident Precious had.

Luis: Are you sure?

Beth: Yeah. I -- I hadn't finished cleaning it up before you got here, and -- well, it reeks like mother on a hot day.

[Mrs. Wallace hisses]

Beth: I didn't even have the heater on, so how could there be a gas leak?

Luis: You're right. Tell you what I'm going to do -- I'm going to go back to Sheridan’s cottage, I'm going to get some rest, and I'm going to be back here first thing in the morning to talk to Sheridan.

Beth: Ok.

Luis: Ok?

Beth: All right.

Luis: All right. Sheridan, honey, I love you! Sleep tight. What the --

Beth: What?

Luis: Your mother's pet bird -- the thing just dropped dead!

Mrs. Wallace: My Tweetie?

Beth: Look, the bird is old, like Mother. He just died, that's all.

Luis: No, Beth, look at that thing. I'm telling you, it literally dropped dead.

Beth: No --

Luis: No, and the smell of gas is stronger up here, and I'm not talking about some accident that Precious had! Let me go!

Luis: Oh, my god. It smells like it's coming from the guest room. Sheridan?

Sam: Well, out with it, Kay. Tell me everything you know about Jessica’s whereabouts tonight.

T.C.: You too, Simone, and don't leave out anything.

Julian: Why are you looking at me like that?

Ivy: Like what?

Julian: I don't know, but it's very unsettling.

Ivy: Sorry. It's just one bombshell after another has been dropped tonight and the fallout is just beginning.

Julian: Yes, well --

Ivy's voice: Oh, Julian, you naughty boy -- fathering Tabitha’s baby girl? And now I know your secret and the question is, how do I make the most of it?

Sam: Kay, I want answers and I want them now!

Kay: I don't know what else to say, Dad. I mean, we told you everything we know.

Simone: That's right.

Sam: You said you went looking for Jessica when you discovered she wasn't in her room but found Paloma at that underground club instead.

Simone: Yeah.

Kay: We had heard that Jessica was there, too, but we never saw her.

Simone: Only Paloma, who was totally out of it.

Kay: And that's when we saw the smiley-face stickers and we realized that people at that club were passing out drugs. Now, I kept hoping that Jessica would never make it to that awful place, but she must have, only we didn't see her.

Simone: Tell your father the rest, Kay.

Kay: What?

Simone: Tell him about your visions.

Sam: Wait a minute. You had visions? Like your mom and Charity used to have?

Kay: I think so.

Sam: Honey, what did you see?

Kay: Well, they started after Simone and I got back with Paloma, and she was in such bad shape that it made me worry even more about Jessica. And then, I saw Jessica in my head running down the street.

Simone: Tell him the rest.

Kay: Don't rush me, ok?

Sam: Hey, hey. It's ok. Take your time.

Kay: Well, I saw Jessica running through the street and these guys from the underground club were chasing her.

Sam: My god.

Kay: Yeah, I wasn't sure what they were after, but after what Dr. Russell said about Jessica having sex --

T.C.: Sam, what are you doing? Talk to me, man.

Sam: I'm going to go to that underground club and I'm going to find the scum that gave my daughter drugs and had sex with her! And then I'm going to kill him!

Theresa: Come on. I want you to tell me what's wrong, ok?

Whitney: It's about the baby.

Theresa: Ok. What about the baby?

Whitney: Fox isn't the father of the baby. Chad is. Theresa, I'm pregnant with my brother's baby.

Luis: Oh, my god. Sheridan! Sheridan, hey. Wake up. Oh, god. She's passed out from the fumes. I got to get some fresh air


[Luis coughs]

Luis: Sheridan, wake up.

Beth: Damn it!

Mrs. Wallace: No, Bethie -- damn you!

Luis: Beth! Beth, don't just stand there! That heater -- turn off the heater! The gas is coming from the heater!

Mrs. Wallace: Hurry, Beth! Hurry!

Beth: Oh.

Luis: Sheridan, please, for the love of god, wake up.

[Beth coughs]

Luis: Wake up.

[Beth and Mrs. Wallace cough]

Mrs. Wallace: Well, so much, missy, for your latest, greatest plan to kill Sheridan. Luis is going to save her, they're going to be back together --

Luis: Come on, Sheridan.

Mrs. Wallace: And they're going to be living happily ever after -- the end.

[Beth coughs]

Beth: It's going to be the end, all right -- the end of Luis and Sheridan, because I think it's too --

[Beth coughs]

Beth: It's too late to save her. I think she's going to be -- she's already dead.

[Mrs. Wallace gasps]

Mrs. Wallace: No. No.

[Precious shrieks]

Luis: I can't lose you, Sheridan. You can't leave me.

[Luis coughs]

On the Next Passions:

Gwen: No matter how hard I try, Theresa always wins.

Sam: I will kill him if it's the last thing I do!

Luis: I don't think she's breathing. Somebody call 911!

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