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Passions Transcript Wednesday 4/6/05--Canada; Thursday 4/7/05--USA
 
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By Eric
Proofread by Jodi

Kay: Never.

Tabitha: All right, miss high-and-mighty, you do the do the dusting.

Ethan: How soon before we take off?

Pilot: It'll be another couple of minutes. We're just topping off the fuel and waiting for clearance.

Ethan: Right. Sorry, I'm just anxious.

Pilot: No, I know. I know, Mr. Winthrop. You're in a hurry to get to that island. Relax. We'll be off the ground ASAP.

Ethan: Thanks. All right. "Relax, relax." How am I supposed to relax when I don't even know what I'm going to find when I get there? Or who, for that matter. I mean, does Alistair have Fox and Gwen and Katherine and Jane all locked up? And if so, what am I going to do if I manage to rescue them? What, am I going to leave Gwen and start a new life with Theresa, or am I going to uphold my marriage vows? Ethan, I hope you know what to do when the time comes.

Whitney: This is just really crazy. You know, I'm starting to feel kind of schizo here. Because one minute I think I've done the right thing. I think I've done the right thing by the baby by giving him up for adoption, but then, you know, the next minute I just want to call the adoption agency and tell them to call the whole thing off, you know what I'm saying?

Theresa: It's not too late for that, Whitney.

Whitney: But, yeah, it is. No, it was too late when I got pregnant by Chad. I just -- you know, I just got to try to figure out how I'm going to survive this whole thing. Fox is going to kill me when he finds out what I've done.

Theresa: Well, you can't blame him. He thinks he's the father of your baby, Whitney, and he had no idea that he was signing over his paternal rights when he gave you his power of attorney.

Whitney: And did you see the way Chad looked at me at the hospital? He's never looked at me with such disgust before. God, honey, I really feel like I'm going to go insane here, you know?

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, my Precious. Precious, life is meaningless without you. Ah. You're the only one who could match me, drink for drink. My daughter can't drink worth a damn. Oh, boy, but is she a slob. Oh, for heaven's sakes. Clean up after -- "you'd better clean up, or I'm going to be sending you to sweet serenity. You'll be there with the other old fogies." Well, the hell I will!

[Mrs. Wallace laughs]

Mrs. Wallace: What the hell happened to you, Bethie? I was always a good-time girl. But you? Oh, no. You're such a grouchpuss all the time. Uh-oh.

Beth: You shut up, ok, and just let me do this.

Mrs. Wallace: Boy, have you lucked out, you wicked girl. But one of these days, your luck is going to run out on you.

Sheridan: It was the clown. The clown took my baby.

Luis: What are you talking about, darling?

Sheridan: The clown -- the clown that kidnapped me and stole my baby -- I remember.

Luis: It happened a long time ago, sweetheart.

Sheridan: No, no. You! You are the clown!

Luis: Beth is the clown?

Sheridan: Yes. Can't you see it?

Luis: No, sweetheart, I -- I only see Beth.

Beth: See? Now she's hallucinating. Does she do this often? Because you said my baby would be safe with her.

Luis: All right, shh. I don't know what's going on. Sheridan? Maybe you hit your head, you know, when you were passed out. You had a nightmare.

Sheridan: No, no, no, Luis. Listen to me. Beth -- she's the clown who kidnapped me.

Theresa: Maybe things will be clearer in the morning.

Whitney: No, I couldn't possibly sleep. Especially not here, not with all these baby things to remind me of exactly of what I've done. No.

Theresa: Well, Whitney, I can take the rest of them out.

Whitney: It won't matter. It's not going to change the fact that I've never even seen my own baby, not even one time.

Theresa: Where are you going?

Whitney: Look, I got to get out of this apartment. I got to get away from all of Fox's baby gifts. I got to get as far away from here as possible.

Tabitha: Hey --

Kay: Oh! You scared the living daylights out of me! What is it?

Tabitha: You missed a spot over there in the corner.

Kay: You're going to be a spot in that corner if you're not careful.

[Endora and Maria laugh]

Tabitha: Hey, you two over there in the peanut gallery -- no more giggling, please.

Kay: Is there something going on over at my family's house?

Tabitha: No, the garage apartment, to be exact. Looks as if Theresa is frantically trying to stop Whitney from going somewhere.

Kay: Do you ever mind your own business?

Tabitha: Not if I can help it, dear. I'm going to ask those two over here for a cup of tea.

Kay: How did I wind up with a real-life witch as a roommate?

Tabitha: Just lucky, I guess, dear.

Kay: Ugh. But what kind of luck?

Ivy: Uh -- oh, not one more step.

Jessica: I don't take orders from you, Ivy.

Ivy: You do when I am the only adult in the house. And it's a little early for Halloween, isn't it?

Jessica: Ha-ha-ha. Very funny. Not.

Ivy: Jessica. You are not going out of this house dressed like that.

Jessica: Who's going to stop me?

Ivy: I am.

Jessica: Ouch!

Ivy: I didn't grab your hand that hard.

Jessica: Just don't touch me, ok? I don't appreciate being manhandled by my father's girlfriend.

Ivy: Oh, well, that's just too bad. Because you're not going out dressed like that. In fact, you're not going out at all. Your father grounded you until further notice.

Jessica: What do you care what I do? You only pay attention to me to impress my father.

Ivy: Jessica, that's not true. I do care about you and what happened to you. In fact, I can't believe you would go out of the house dressed like that after what happened to you at that really horrible, awful club.

Jessica: I hope you're not implying it was my fault.

Ivy: No, of course not. I just would think you would be more mindful, more careful not to dress like a --

Jessica: Whore? Oh, is that what you were going to say?

Ivy: You said it, Jessica, not me.

Jessica: Ooh, that's rich coming from you. Guess it takes one to know one.

Ivy: Ok, I will not be spoken to like that, you little --

Jessica: Or what? Let go of me!

Ivy: Ow, you're hurting me, Jessica! Ow.

Ivy: I'm going to have to tell your father what you just did.

Jessica: Oh, that would be a huge mistake. You forget -- the more worried he is about me, the more likely it is he'll call my mom to come home. If she does come home, I don't think it'll be very long at all before he remembers how much he loves her. I don't think you want to risk that, do you?

Ethan: Of course, of course I want to find Gwen and Jane. Of course I do.

Theresa: Hi. Thank you. Thank you for finding her. See? Now we can be the family that we were supposed to be.

Ethan: Theresa.

Theresa: You can't run away from this.

Whitney: Watch me.

Theresa: Doesn't it tell you something, Whitney, that you're this upset after signing away the baby?

Whitney: Of course I'm upset at losing the baby. But it doesn't mean I'm going to change my mind, because I know I did the right thing by him.

[Phone rings]

Whitney: Oh, my god, that's going to be Fox. I mean, he put that line in just for us. I know it's him.

Theresa: It's not. It's a local call.

Whitney: Hello?

Tabitha: Whitney? Is that you, dear?

Whitney: Tabitha?

Tabitha: Yes, that's right. Why don't you come next door and have a spot of tea with me, huh? I've got a nice, new shipment of P.G. Tips.

Whitney: You know, really, I canít. I mean, I have company.

Tabitha: Well, Theresa can come, too.

Whitney: How did you know it was Theresa?

Tabitha: Oh, lucky guess, I guess. Anyway, she's most welcome. Now, don't say no. Kay and the babies would love see to you, both of you.

Whitney: You know, really, I wish I --

Theresa: Is she asking us to come over?

Whitney: Yeah.

Theresa: Why don't we just do it. You wanted to go out, right?

Whitney: Well --

Theresa: Yeah, Tabitha? We'll be right there.

Tabitha: Ah, lovely. See you in a bit, then.

Kay: What are you up to?

Tabitha: I'm bored. I could use a bit of fun.

Kay: With Theresa and Whitney?

Tabitha: Yes. You'll see. You'd be surprised what I can stir up.

Sheridan: Luis, it was Beth. She kidnapped me and took my baby.

Beth: God -- after all that I've done for you, Sheridan, this is how you repay me? Well, I'm not going to stand here and listen to another delusional word out of your --

Luis: Beth, would you just hold on a sec?

Beth: You expect me to stay here and take this abuse? No, I'm -- I'm taking Marty home!

Sheridan: Oh, no, she cannot take him! I will not let her.

Beth: Won't let me? Huh. Wow, Sheridan, how quickly we forget. See, I went against my better instincts and let you take Marty for a couple days, and what happened? He almost got kidnapped because of your neglect. And now you're accusing me of the most heinous acts? Luis, Marty and I are out of here.

Luis: No, no, no, let me -- hey, just, please, let me talk to Sheridan for a sec. Ok? Sheridan, listen, I -- you know, when you fell, I think you hit your head pretty hard. You may even have a concussion.

Sheridan: No, no, that is not why I am saying this. I know what I know, and I have finally put it all together.

Luis: Ok, well, the thing is maybe, you know, you'll feel differently tomorrow morning, you know, after a good night's rest.

Sheridan: Ow! Ow. That really hurt. Wait a minute. What happened? You are not taking him!

Beth: Get out of my way!

Sheridan: No, Marty is supposed to stay here!

Beth: It ain't going to happen!

Sheridan: Oh! I remember now. Beth attacked me. She socked me across the jaw.

Ivy: I think that you're just too young to understand why you're acting out like this. I think if we could just sit down and talk --

Jessica: Forget it! It's not going to change my mind about going out.

Ivy: Jessica, honey, you were raped. You can't just go on as if nothing happened. That kind of violence changes people.

Jessica: It wasn't rape. I knew exactly what I was doing.

Ivy: You don't believe that any more than I do. And if the law says something else, then the law needs to be changed.

Jessica: Fine. You work on that while I go out and party.

Ivy: Jessica, how can you even think about going out and partying after what you've been through?

Jessica: Look, you live your life and I'll live mine, ok? I'm sure you've got lots to keep you busy until Dad gets home.

Ivy: Ok, fine. Go out. But you promise not to stay out late, and you bring your cell phone in case I need to call you. Your father is going to kill me if he finds out I let you go out tonight.

Jessica: Oh, he doesn't have to. I know how to sneak back in without being seen. I need some money.

Ivy: What? No, I am not going to give you money so you can go out to that club!

Jessica: I'll just help myself, then.

Ivy: Jessica! Don't you dare!

Jessica: Be nice, "Mom," or I'll just have to call my real one to come home.

Tabitha: Come on, my darling. You remember my little Endora, don't you, Whitney? There.

Whitney: Um --

Tabitha: Yes.

Whitney: Yeah, yeah.

Tabitha: Aw, will you look at the two of them? Did you ever see a more natural-looking mother? Oh, you must be so thrilled about your own little bundle joy on the way, huh?

Theresa: Tabitha --

Tabitha: But I must say, you're way too thin, Whitney. You don't look as if you're expecting a baby at all.

Luis: Is that true, Beth? Did you hit Sheridan?

Beth: I can't believe you would even ask me that, Luis. I told you already, I raised my arms in self-defense because she was coming at me like a madwoman, saying she was going to steal my baby.

Sheridan: Oh, that is so not true!

Beth: Who are you going to believe? The woman accusing me of being a clown, or your son's mother?

Sheridan: You are lying, Beth! Because I remember what happened. I even remember what you said before you attacked me!

Beth: Do you see what I'm saying here? She can't be reasoned with in this condition.

Luis: All right, look, just hold on, ok? Everyone, calm down. Sheridan, a lot has gone on, ok? I can understand. Maybe you're a little confused.

Sheridan: No, I am not confused! I remember what happened. Beth kidnapped me, and then she stole my baby from me after I gave birth to him. She is a monster!

Beth: All right, I'm out of here. Just get me Marty!

Sheridan: No, you are not leaving with my son!

Beth: You see what I mean, Luis? She can't get past the preposterous idea that Marty is her son. Quite frankly, I'm surprised you're still humoring her.

Luis: Well, she's been through a lot, Beth.

Beth: Your girlfriend has put me and Marty through the ringer! Well, I'm not going to take it anymore. I want to take Marty home right now!

Sheridan: No, she cannot have him! He is our son, not hers!

Luis: Sheridan, we've all been through this. You know, I thought you understood.

Sheridan: I am telling you, Luis, I don't know all the details, but I remember enough to know that Marty is our son. And she took him from me just after I gave birth to him.

Beth: Oh, right, when I was wearing the clown outfit? I swear, Luis, get me Marty right now, or I'm --

Luis: Or what, Beth? What? What are you going to do, call the police? I am the police.

Beth: Then help me. I don't care if this woman is the love of your life. She tried to abduct my baby!

Sheridan: Oh, no, it is just the opposite.

Luis: All right, Sheridan, please, just calm down.

Beth: Look, Luis, if you can't be objective about this, I'll call Sam Bennett.

Luis: Look, can you just hang on for a minute, please?

Beth: What, and leave Marty in her care?

Luis: Well, no --

Beth: No.

Luis: Beth, listen to me. You're going to be leaving him in my care, too, ok? Now, I'm not going to let anything happen to him. Please? I don't want to snatch Marty out of her hands right now. She's in a really fragile state. Come on. Just do it for me.

Theresa: Tabitha, you know, you don't understand.

Tabitha: I shouldn't be judgmental. I know -- some women don't gain a pound during their pregnancies. Would that I had been one of them. But what's the difference? It's the little bambino that's important, n'est-ce pas? Oh, let me tell you what's in store for you, Whitney. The love, the joy, that moment when your little one looks up at you and smiles and grips your finger. And then that very first step.

Theresa: Tabitha, please just stop.

Tabitha: Well, what's wrong? I -- Whitney, are you crying? Oh, what on earth is the matter?

Whitney: I --

Theresa: Well, for one thing, Whitney has already had her child.

Tabitha: Oh. Oh, my word. Well -- well, then, where is your little one?

Theresa: He's sick, Tabitha. He's -- he's not well.

Kay: Oh, Whitney, I'm so sorry. I know what that's like.

Tabitha: Oh, the poor little tyke. But I heard you say "he." I bet he's a handsome little fellow. I can't believe I hadn't heard about this. We have to have a party to celebrate! Yes, I shall call the neighbors to come --

Theresa: Tabitha, that's enough.

Tabitha: You are very testy this evening, Theresa. I was just thinking that it would be such fun for Endora and Maria to have a little beau to fight over. When can we see him?

Whitney: You canít.

Tabitha: But he's in the hospital, isn't he? I mean, we'll be able to visit him there.

Whitney: No, I'm saying you can't see him because he's not mine anymore. I put him up for adoption.

Kay: You what? Why on earth would you do that?

Jessica: I can't let what happened at the other club stop me from living my life.

Man: I.D.?

Jessica: Oh, right. I've got it here somewhere.

Man: Hope so, because you don't look old enough to be here. They're cracking down ever since the boss' other place got trashed.

Jessica: Oh, right, I heard about that. Here.

Man: You've got to be kidding. Spike? Executive decision needed over here.

Spike: This isn't even a good fake I.D. Where did you get this, k-mall?

Jessica: I don't know what the big deal is. You didn't care about I.D. at the last club.

Spike: You used to hang out over there? Well, no wonder you look familiar. You're right. We did used to look the other way. But times have changed, ever since that deputy do-right chief of police in Harmony closed us down.

Man: He didn't just close you down, Spike. He demolished it.

Spike: Yeah, chief cop-man didn't want to dirty his own hands. But, dollars to doobies, he looked the other way when his buddies did the work. So I'm not risking any bust -- at least not for a while. Scram, kid.

Jessica: Please don't kick me out. I promise I won't tell anyone I was here, and I won't cause any trouble.

Spike: Listen, you're too young anyway. Go home, make yourself a nice ice cream sundae, miss -- oh, man. You're the chief of police's daughter, the one that got my last place torn down! What are you doing here, anyway, huh? What, are you spying for the old man? Out!

Jessica: No!

Spike: Out!

Jessica: No, I swear it. I came on my own. I just felt like being around people tonight, partying. Please, I don't want to go home.

Spike: How much do you want to party?

Jessica: A lot.

Spike: Sure, why not? I mean, anyone who wants to be here that much -- how can I say no?

Kay: You gave your baby up for adoption? Why?

Whitney: Look, I mean, come on. Do you really have to ask that question, Kay? I mean, look, I'm not married, for one. I can't possibly give my child everything it deserves.

Kay: What are you talking about? I'm not married either, but there was no way I would give Maria up for adoption.

Whitney: Right, I understand that. That's you, but I'm different.

Kay: But I had less going for me than you do. I mean, Miguel didn't want to marry me. The father of your baby is madly in love with you. I mean, didn't -- didn't Fox just propose to you the other night in my family's backyard?

Whitney: Yeah, he did.

Kay: I guess, some people I could understand. I mean, they're just not cut out to have a baby. But you -- gosh, there's lots of times that Jessica and Simone and I talked about what a great mom you would be. How does Fox feel about you giving up his baby for adoption?

Tabitha: Not to mention Chad. He has a vested interest, I understand.

Kay: Chad? What does Whitney's decision have to do with him?

Tabitha: Well, didn't you know? Well, Chad is still harboring very deep feelings for Whitney. I mean, only the other night, he asked her to live with him.

Kay: I heard, but he's her brother.

Theresa: You know, this is really Whitney's business.

Kay: I'm just -- sorry, I'm just really blown away by the news. I mean, even if you didn't want to marry Fox, what about your parents? I just cannot believe that they wouldn't do anything in their power to help you raise this baby.

Whitney: Well, it's not up to them. Look, this is my choice, my decision. And besides, it's just too much responsibility.

Kay: You don't have to tell Tabitha or me how hard it is to be a single mother raising a baby. But I'll tell you something, Whitney. As rough as it is, I can't imagine my life without Maria in it. I wouldn't want to.

Tabitha: Ditto for me. Endora is the light of my life.

[Phone rings]

Kay: Excuse me. Hello?

Ethan: Kay, it's me, Ethan.

Kay: Ethan. Hi.

Ethan: Hi. Listen, I can't talk long. This has to be quick. But I need to tell you something in strictest confidence, ok?

Kay: Oh. Yeah, you have my word. I won't say anything.

Ethan: It's just that I didn't want to bother Dad with everything that's going on with Jessica, so I just thought someone in the family should know where I'm going.

Kay: Where are you?

Ethan: I'm at the airport. My plane is about to take off.

Kay: Where are you flying to?

Ethan: Well, with any luck, the place that Gwen and Jane are being held. I'm going to try to bring them home.

Kay: You're going to try to rescue Gwen and the baby?

Ethan: Yeah, that's the plan anyway. Listen, I'll be in touch. Thanks, Kay.

Kay: Well, good luck. Bye.

Tabitha: Well, what was that all about, dear?

Kay: Nothing important.

Theresa: Could you guys excuse us for a second? I got to get out of here.

Whitney: What, right now? Already?

Theresa: Yeah. Something has come up, and it's about Jane. Are you going to be ok if I leave you here by yourself?

Whitney: No, no, go. It's your baby. You have to go. I'll figure out a way to get out of here. No, go.

Theresa: Thanks. Thank you. Ok.

Ivy: I will not let Jessica bully me like this.

Sam: Since when do you drink alone?

Ivy: No, I donít. In fact, I heard your car pull up, and I thought we could have a drink.

Sam: Thanks.

Ivy: Yeah.

Sam: How's Jess?

Ivy: Fine. Jessica's fine.

Sam: Good. I'll go peek in on her and see if she wants to watch "West Wing" with us tonight.

Ivy: No, Sam! No, donít. No.

Sam: And why not?

Jessica: No, thanks.

Spike: I thought you said you wanted to party.

Jessica: I do, but --

spike: You said you weren't here spying for your daddy. Now, how do I know I can trust you if you won't join in the fun?

Jessica: Ok. I just don't want to do too much.

Spike: There you go.

Man: One of these numbers is five times stronger than the stuff you had at the other club.

Spike: She doesn't need to know that. How you feeling, sweetie?

Jessica: Ok. I was thinking I'd go dance.

Spike: Forget about dancing. I thought we could hang out.

Jessica: But you're the owner. Aren't you kind of busy?

Spike: For you? No way. Besides, I need to be sure that I can trust you.

Jessica: I told you, I am here on my own.

Spike: Well, then you wouldn't mind if I pat you down for a wire?

Jessica: A wire? You think I'm wearing a wire?

Spike: Well, you never know. So come on, we can go into the backroom, just so I don't embarrass you in front of the other customers here.

Jessica: No. No backrooms.

Spike: Gosh, I'm really starting to get a bad feeling about you again.

Jessica: Really, I'm ok. I am not undercover.

Spike: Either you prove that to me, or you're out of here.

Jessica: Ok.

Spike: That room right there. Big mistake. I'm going to get back at your old man for busting up my last club, but good.

Luis: Don't take Marty away tonight. Sheridan will fall apart completely.

Beth: She tried to kill me, Luis.

Luis: For me?

Beth: You know I'd do anything for you. And until tonight, I would have done anything for Sheridan, but it's just too much.

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, I knocked, but nobody heard me. What's going on here?

Sheridan: Mrs. Wallace, thank god you're here. Would you please tell your daughter to not take my baby?

Mrs. Wallace: Your baby?

Sheridan: Yes. Marty. Beth is trying to take Marty away from me again, but I remember everything now. Beth is the one who kidnapped me and stole my baby.

Pilot: Fasten your seatbelt, sir. We're ready for takeoff.

Ethan: Finally.

Theresa: Oh, thank god!

Ethan: Whoa. No, no -- whoa!

Theresa: I made it.

Ethan: Whoa! Theresa, get off this plane. We're about to take off. What are you doing?

Theresa: No. Ethan, I'm not leaving, ok? If you're going to rescue our daughter, I'm coming with you.

Sam: Wow. What was that for?

Ivy: Come on. Can't I kiss the man I love when he comes home from work?

Sam: Absolutely. But that's not what that was. You know, I think you're trying to distract me.

Ivy: Well, aren't you Mr. Suspicious. But then, you are the chief of police.

Sam: Ivy, what's going on? Is something wrong with Jessica?

Ivy: No. No, Jessica's fine.

Sam: Then why don't you want me to go up to her room? And I will go up to her room.

Ivy: Sam -- ok. You caught me. I haven't been a very good guard.

Sam: What does that mean?

Ivy: Jessica's not in her room. I let her go out.

Sam: Damn it, Ivy! I told you, she is grounded indefinitely!

Ivy: I know, Sam, but she -- she looked so sad and lonely. And Kay asked her to go to a movie, so I -- I didn't think it'd hurt if I'd just give her my permission to go out for a while. Jessica will be fine. Trust me, Jessica will be just fine.

Jessica: What are we doing here again? Oh, right. You want to see if I'm wearing a wire.

Spike: Forget about that. I have another little loyalty test that I want you to pass.

Jessica: Test?

Spike: Sort of an initiation rite for the regulars here. This won't hurt a bit, baby.

Jessica: Ouch!

Spike: Ah. "Ouch." Easy, babe. This won't take long. And you'll never be daddy's little girl again.

Kay: I mean, there's got to be some other reason why you're giving your baby up for adoption.

Whitney's voice: How about my baby's father is really my half brother? Would that be enough to convince you?

Whitney: Look, Kay, it's just a very private matter. And I just don't want to talk about it anymore, ok?

Tabitha: Maybe Whitney doesn't want to talk about it. But I do.

Ethan: I am not playing around with you. You need to get off this plane, ok?

Theresa: I'm not leaving.

Pilot: Anything wrong, sir?

Theresa: No, you just have another passenger on this plane, that's all. It's me.

Ethan: Theresa, what about little Ethan?

Theresa: Look, I made arrangements for little Ethan, ok? You're not going to talk me out of this.

Ethan: No, this is crazy! This could be really dangerous.

Theresa: All the more reason that I'm coming with you.

Ethan: I am not going to allow this, Theresa!

Theresa: Well, you know how I am about taking orders.

Ethan: Oh, god!

Pilot: Sir, we need to take off. What's it going to be?

Ethan: Will you put your seat belt on at least, please? It's ok.

Theresa: Yes, yes! Thank you!

Beth: Don't listen to her, Mother. She's -- she's delusional. She's been hallucinating.

Sheridan: I am not hallucinating. I remember the clowns. I remember that they took me and took my baby.

Beth: Oh, and the clowns were just here a little while ago, isn't that what you said?

Sheridan: Yes, at least one of them was. I saw it! Oh, my god, Luis. That means that one of them is still here.

Luis: All right, sweetheart, just calm down, ok? Look, I'll have a look around, I promise, ok? But I think you were dreaming when you were unconscious.

Mrs. Wallace: Unconscious?

Sheridan: Beth attacked me!

Beth: No, it -- it was just the opposite. She -- she came at me with -- with murder in her eyes! She wanted to kill me.

Sheridan: Beth, I don't want to kill you. I just want you to tell me the truth. I just want you to tell them that you were one of the clowns. Tell them that you were the one that kidnapped me and took Marty away from me. If anything, you want to kill me, just so that you can have Marty again.

Beth: Oh! She's positively stark raving mad!

Luis: Would you just not argue with her? I'll handle this.

Mrs. Wallace: Oh, Bethie. She has put all the pieces of the puzzle together, and your goose is cooked!

Beth: Shh.

Mrs. Wallace: You better tell the truth!

Luis: Truth about what?

On the Next Passions:

Theresa: We can't avoid this forever. At some point you're going to have to make a decision -- Gwen or me.

Gwen: Theresa does not love anyone but herself. She has stolen everything away from me, and I am not going to stand here and let her get away with it.

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