Friday 4/8/05 - Canada; Monday 4/11/05 - USA
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Gwen: I know. I know I do, Katherine. It's the only thing I can think about.
Katherine: I have a lot of confidence in you that you're going to make the right decision. You've come such a long way, Gwen, since that night you hid on the plane, the plane that was taking me here. You were stressed, pressured. You weren't thinking clearly.
Gwen: You don't need to be so kind. I was crazy.
Katherine: Well, let's put it this way -- you were understandably distraught.
Gwen: No, I was completely out of my mind. But, listen, Theresa drove me to it. I mean, she kept pushing me and pushing and taking things from me, and when she took Ashley away from me, that was it. That was the last straw. I went over the edge, but I am back now. I know that, and I am thinking clearly.
Katherine: I do believe you are thinking clearly. And I think you're capable of making this very hard, very difficult decision.
Gwen: Katherine, I love that baby. I love that baby more than anything else in this world. She holds my heart. I'm not going to lose her to Theresa.
Katherine: I know how you feel about her. But somewhere in your heart, you have to know that Ashley is Jane, and that this baby is really Theresa's. It's not yours.
Gwen: Listen, Theresa may be the biological mother, but I am that baby's mother in every other sense of the word. That baby belongs with me.
Katherine: Gwen, if you don't go back to Harmony, you're going to spend your life in hiding, on the run. That's not what you want for her, is it?
Gwen: All I want is what's best for her, that's it.
Katherine: I know that. And that's why I think you're going to do the right thing. You're going to make the right decision for her.
Gwen: Well, at least I have a lot of time to think, you know, and figure things out because -- I don't know, maybe it doesn't even matter, you know?
Katherine: What do you mean?
Gwen: Katherine, Alistair may never let us leave here. We may be trapped here for the rest of our lives.
Ethan: There's guards all over the place. I mean, it's going to be tricky to get inside.
Theresa: Ok, but we got to get inside, ok, Ethan? Jane's on the other side of that wall.
Ethan: I knew security would be tight here. I didn't expect it to be a fortress like this. Look up there.
Theresa: Ok, where?
Ethan: See those metal boxes up there with the little red light?
Theresa: Yeah, I do. What are they?
Ethan: Those would be the lasers. You can't see them, but the minute we cross the lasers, they'll trigger an alarm.
Theresa: Oh, my god. Oh, we can't get inside. There is no way to get to Jane.
Ethan: There's got to be a way.
Theresa: Well, unless someone turns those laser beams off, how do we get inside?
Ethan: You're right. Wait, there might be a way.
Theresa: Ok, how?
Ethan: I'll show you.
Fox: Monique, what'd you do, hit me in the head?
Monique: No. Another guard hit you when you tried to escape.
Fox: You know, when I asked you to tie me up, this isn't exactly what I had in mind.
Monique: Shut up.
Fox: Ah! Ow. What is the matter with you, huh? We were getting along so well before.
Monique: I told you, shut up.
Fox: All right, fair enough. It's just, you know, Monique, I was thinking, we have this cozy, little room all to ourselves. It's really a shame to let it go to waste. Why don't you untie me?
Monique: Vous me prenez pour un imbecile?
Fox: Uh-huh. Gee, I'm afraid I slept through my boarding school French. What?
Monique: I am not a fool, Monsieur. Your charm does not affect me. I am under strict orders from Monsieur Crane to keep you here.
Fox: Ok. Let's get a couple things straight. First of all, my charm affects everybody. Secondly, where is my grandfather, anyway?
Monique: He left the island.
Fox: What do you mean he left the island? What, did he leave me here? How long does he want me to stay here like this?
Monique: According to Monsieur Crane, this is to be your new home -- your permanent new home.
Fox: I'm sure you misunderstood.
Monique: I can understand English, Monsieur. Your Grandpere does not trust you. He will not have you try to escape again. You will never leave this room.
Beth: Ok, it's done.
Mrs. Wallace: Burning that outfit means nothing.
Beth: It means that there's no evidence that I kidnapped Sheridan and took Marty.
Mrs. Wallace: She remembers, huh? She remembers seeing you downstairs in the basement in that outfit! I mean, you heard her. She saw you.
Beth: Well, they think she's hallucinating because she hit her head. Ah, she doesn't know what she's saying.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, she knows, all right, and pretty soon the entire world is going to know what a wacky job you are, Bethie!
Beth: Oh, shut up, you old bat. I don't care if Sheridan tells the whole world her story about clowns and kidnappers. The more she talks about Marty being her son, the nuttier she sounds.
Mrs. Wallace: But he is her son!
Beth: Well, nobody knows that, and no one will take the word of a crazy Sheridan.
Mrs. Wallace: Like I said, they don't have to. All Luis and Sheridan have to do is perform a D.N.A. test, and that will prove that everything -- everything Sheridan has said is right.
Beth: Look, Sheridan couldn't get Luis to agree to do a D.N.A. test on Marty before. There's no reason to believe that he'll do it now. I am home free.
Mrs. Wallace: Ugh.
Sheridan: Do you mean it, Luis? Can we really, finally do a D.N.A. test on Marty?
Luis: Yes. Since it means so much to you, we'll do the test.
Sheridan: Thank you. I promise you, you will not regret this.
Luis: Ok. I just don't want to see you get your heart broken.
Sheridan: I won't. I know Marty is my son.
Luis: Well, I know that you want to believe that he's your son, but what if you're wrong? What if the test proves that Marty is Beth's son?
Sheridan: I'm not worried about it. I've never been more sure of anything in my life than I am about this. And I know that you have doubts, and I understand that. It's just that when I gave birth to our son, I looked into his eyes. When I look into Marty's eyes, there's no doubt in my mind that that is the child that I gave birth to. And the D.N.A. test is going to prove that I am right about Marty. It's going to prove that I'm right about everything else, too!
Gwen: It is so beautiful here. But even the most beautiful place can be hell if you're a prisoner.
Katherine: That's true. Even a lowly flat could be a palace if you're with your loved ones.
Gwen: Well, that is -- that's exactly what I've been thinking. I've made a decision. Katherine, I know exactly what I need to do.
Katherine: What's your decision, Gwen?
Gwen: I can't condemn Ashley to life in a prison or a life on the run. I can't deny her of her father. I mean, Ashley deserves to know Ethan.
Katherine: You're making a very wise decision.
Gwen: I also realize that even if we were able to escape here and I was able to disappear with her to even the most wonderful place in the world that I would still be denying her so much in her life.
Katherine: You're a good person. I knew you'd do the right thing.
Gwen: So if we are able to leave here, I do intend to go back to Harmony. But I am not just going to hand her over to Theresa.
Katherine: Gwen --
Gwen: I am going to fight her, Katherine. I am not going to let her take my child or my husband. I am going to fight her tooth and nail, and I am going to do whatever I need to do to keep what is mine.
Fox: You don't care if I try to get comfortable against this cold, hard wall, do you?
Monique: Do as you wish. There is no place for you to go.
Fox: Merci, mademoiselle. So, Monique, did you tell me where in France you were from? This bump on my head must have made me forget.
Monique: I did not tell you, Monsieur.
Monique: Why do you ask?
Fox: Well, I'm just curious, that's all. Thought I heard a Swiss accent -- French with a twist?
Monique: No, not near Switzerland.
Fox: Ah. Well, maybe the Pyrenees on the French side? I was once in Carcassonne on a bicycle trip. Really beautiful -- I had a great time. Nothing like this.
Guard: I'm here to relieve you. You're free for the rest of the night.
Monique: Merci, Jacques. Enjoy your evening, Monsieur.
Fox: Yeah. A domain.
Monique: We need to go over the security schedule for this one.
Fox's voice: Ok. Now, how the hell am I going to get out of here?
Theresa: All right, so -- so how do we get inside without tripping the alarms?
Ethan: I'll show you. With this.
Theresa: This? What is this?
Ethan: It's a laser pen. See, I used this thing earlier in a presentation this week. I think that if I can hit the light right in the lens at the right angle --
Theresa: Ok --
Ethan: It might deactivate the signal.
Theresa: Yeah, then we can get inside without tripping the alarms.
Ethan: That's my idea.
Ethan: All right, I'm going to try it.
Theresa: All right, go for it.
Ethan: Oh, damn it.
Ethan: It's too high. I can't get the angle on it. I can't get it.
Theresa: Well, then what do we do?
Ethan: Well, if I lift you up, can you hold this thing steady enough and try to hit the lens? You have to do it at the right angle, though. You want to try?
Theresa: Yeah. I mean, to get Jane back, I'll do anything.
Ethan: All right. All right, let's give it a shot.
Ethan: All right. I'm going to boost you up as high as I can, ok?
Theresa: Ok. All right, yeah, I'm ready. Ok, let's hope this works. Ok? Now, try not to move.
Ethan: God, this has to work. Okay.
Beth: Would you relax, Mother? God, you and that walker are driving me crazy!
Mrs. Wallace: "You and that walker are driving me crazy!" You are not going to be so calm when they strap you down to that table, missy, injecting that little poison cocktail into your arm. Then you're going to be going straight to hell for all the evil things that you have done.
Beth: Oh, stop it. Nothing's going to happen to me. I got rid of the evidence that I kidnapped Sheridan, and Luis thinks that she's off her rocker, too, because she keeps yakking on and on about Marty being her son.
Mrs. Wallace: What about the D.N.A. test, huh? You know? What happens when they do that test? Luis knows the truth that Sheridan is -- is Marty's Mama!
Beth: There's not going to be a D.N.A. test. It won't happen.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, well, missy, you better hope and pray that it doesn't because you have dodged that bullet three times already.
Beth: Yeah, yeah, I know. When they first thought that Sheridan's baby was just missing and the police went door-to-door doing that D.N.A. test on all the newborns in Harmony?
Mrs. Wallace: Hmm. You lucked out of that one because Luis told them not to come to this house because Marty was his son!
Beth: And everybody thought the baby died because they saw Charlie's car go off the cliff into the water.
Mrs. Wallace: Yeah, except Sheridan. Boy, you remember that other time, that when she told Luis that she really wanted that test done? Remember? Remember?
Beth: Yes, Mother, I remember. Luis stopped that real fast. Because he knew how emotionally fragile Sheridan was, and if the test came back and proved that Marty wasn't her child, he knew she'd go right over the edge.
Mrs. Wallace: Bethie, that was then, this is now. She is convinced that Marty is her son. She isn't going to be stopping, honey, until she tells Luis that he has to do that D.N.A. test.
Beth: Well, he's not going to agree to it for the same reason he didn't agree to it before. He knows that if the test comes back and proves that I'm the mother that Sheridan's going to go into a tailspin and be right back in the loony bin.
Mrs. Wallace: So you are not the least bit worried about that D.N.A. test being done on Marty?
Beth: I am telling you, I have nothing to worry about. Nothing at all.
Sheridan: You know what, Luis? Do you think that we can do these test results tonight? Because I don't think that I can wait until tomorrow.
Luis: What? Hold on. Now, look, I think we ought to just slow down here.
Sheridan: Slow down? Why?
Luis: All right, well, just think about it, ok? Think about what it means if Marty is our son.
Sheridan: What it means? It means that we will finally have our child back, Luis!
Luis: No, I'm talking about Beth. You know, if you're right, it means that she's been lying to us this whole time.
Sheridan: I know.
Luis: That she was somehow involved in your kidnapping, that she stole our baby, that she was never pregnant, that it was all a hoax!
Sheridan: I understand what it means.
Luis: I just can't imagine Beth doing something that evil.
Sheridan: Look, I don't want to imagine Beth being so evil or heartless, either, but we do have to consider the possibility.
Luis: But Beth has been such a good friend to both of us.
Sheridan: You know what, Luis? Would you just listen to me for once? Believe in me and stop defending Beth!
Luis: Well, I'm not defending Beth.
Sheridan: Well, if you don't trust me, then you are. If you still think that Marty is Beth's son, then you obviously still think that I'm crazy.
Luis: No, I don't think that you're crazy, ok? I'm just worried if we find out that Marty is Beth's son -- I'm just worried what that'll do to you.
Sheridan: Well, I am not worried because I know that Marty is my child. And when those test results come in, it will prove that Marty is my son.
Luis: Well, I know that you want to believe that.
Sheridan: It's true, Luis, ok? Please, just don't worry. Everything will be fine. We'll finally have our family. We'll finally get our little boy back right where he belongs -- with us.
Ethan: How you doing?
Theresa: Um -- you know, I'm trying, but I cannot keep my hands steady.
Ethan: Theresa, you can get it. You can do it. Do it for your little girl.
Theresa: For Jane, yes. Ok. I got it!
Ethan: Did you hit the box?
Theresa: Yeah, I did. Wait a minute, the light's not going out. What's wrong?
Ethan: You have to hit it at just the right spot. Just try again, try again.
Theresa: I did it!
Ethan: All right, that's one down, two to go.
Theresa: Ok. I'll get this one over here. All right. Got it!
Ethan: That's good, that's good. Ok, one more, one more, and we are home free.
Theresa: Ok. Ok.
Ethan: Did you get it?
Theresa: Yeah, that's it!
Ethan: You got it?
Theresa: I got them all!
Ethan: You did! That's great. Very good.
Ethan: I'm proud of you.
Ethan: Listen, let's go because -- before they find out that we disarmed their alarms. We better go inside, ok?
Theresa: Yeah, we got to go. We got to find Jane.
Ethan: All right, come on.
Gwen: I'm smarter than Theresa. But you'd never know it by the way she's always outsmarted me and gotten away with every dirty trick she's pulled. But I can beat her. I know I can.
Katherine: Gwen, you know you tried to kill Theresa. And if you go back, you're going to have to face the authorities on attempted murder charges.
Gwen: I have no doubt that I will be able to beat those charges because I was not in my right mind. And I will find the best doctors in the country to testify for me. I'm going to prove that Theresa drove me insane.
Katherine: I know that you've suffered incredibly. But you are going to have to drop this hatred of Theresa, or you're never going to find any peace.
Gwen: Peace? I would love so much to know what that feels like. And you're right, Katherine, I'm full. I am full of hatred for Theresa -- for trying to take Ethan away from me, for taking my daughter away from me, for taking my son's chance at life, and now for trying to take Ashley away from me. And, you know, maybe being here is not such a bad thing after all. It's going to give me some time to think and give me a little perspective.
Katherine: You're going to have to let this go if you're going to confront Theresa.
Gwen: I know that. And I know the right thing to do is to go back to Harmony. I know it is. But I'm not ready to go back yet because as it stands now, if I needed to give Ashley back to Theresa now, if I even so much as saw her with my baby, I will kill her. And this time I won't stop until I finish the job.
Ethan: Theresa, wait, wait.
Theresa: We got to go. We got to --
Ethan: No, wait, wait!
Theresa: Oh, Ethan.
Ethan: Sorry, sorry. There was a guard coming. I had to keep you quiet. I'm sorry. Come on. Come on.
Ethan: All right, now, there are guards everywhere, so we have to be careful, all right?
Theresa: Ok. Well, Jane's got to be in there somewhere, so --
Ethan: All right, I studied a map of this place.
Ethan: Every single door has a guard behind it.
Ethan: So we got a find another way to get in, some -- like that. See that?
Theresa: Yeah, yeah, I see the window.
Ethan: Looks like a basement or something. We might be able to get in there.
Theresa: Ok. All right. Well, come on, let's go.
Ethan: No -- no. When we get in, I think we should split up. I think we'd have a better chance of finding Jane that way, ok?
Theresa: Well, Ethan -- no, no, no. What if one of us gets caught?
Ethan: Hopefully we won't. But if we do, then I'll figure out a way to get us all out. No big deal.
Theresa: Ok, well, I'm scared.
Ethan: Don't be. I know it's risky. I don't know what Alistair has in store for us, what kind of obstacles he has, but, heck, Theresa, it's our little girl. I'm willing to take any risk to save her.
Theresa: So am I.
Ethan: All right.
Theresa: Ok. Good luck. I love you, Ethan.
Ethan: I love you, too.
Fox: Say, you guys have a union?
Fox: Well, a union. I was thinking, you ought to complain to your union. You don't even have a chair here.
Jacques: I do not think Monsieur Crane cares for my comfort, only that I do my job.
Fox: Well, I believe that that's pretty typical. Doesn't it tick you off?
Jacques: Not when I think of how well I'm paid.
Fox: Yeah, well -- ahem -- my grandfather can be pretty generous, just not with his own family.
Jacques: You don't appear to have suffered.
Fox: Right, right. Look at me. I'm stuck down here, tied up, imprisoned in a basement. Do all loving grandparents treat their grandchildren this way? I don't think so.
Jacques: Your cough is annoying me!
Fox: Well, it's annoying me, too, man! I don't know if you guys have a meld problem down here or something. Why don't you get me a glass of water?
Fox: Come on, give me a glass of water. What am I going to do? I'm all tied up here.
Jacques: This is a very old trick, Monsieur. I don't fall for it.
Fox: It's not a trick. Look, I'm choking. Come on, get me a glass of water. What, are you going to tell my grandfather that I died on your watch? I mean, I know he wants me imprisoned here, but you want to explain to him that I choked to death?
Jacques: Oui, oui, I'll get you some water.
Fox: Thank you.
Fox: I don't have a lot of time. I got to get out of here.
Mrs. Wallace: I know I put you in here. Where are you? Ah! Thank goodness! I knew I stashed you in here somewhere. Oh, boy. Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, do I miss Precious. At least she talked sense.
Beth: Mm-hmm, only to you.
Mrs. Wallace: Mm-hmm. Well, she knew when trouble was a-coming.
Beth: Yeah, Mother. The monkey knows better than I do.
Mrs. Wallace: You said it, I didn't. And it's "orang-utan." Boy, do I miss her. She was my best friend.
Beth: Look, I'm sorry. Your best friend had to go back to the jungle to take care of her sick aunt.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, oh, yeah, right. You're not sorry at all because you never appreciated her. She was the most wonderful person -- well, companion.
Beth: You're pathetic. And if you don't have any friends, it's what you deserve.
Mrs. Wallace: Bethie, I would take a friend like precious over a devious daughter like you any day.
Beth: Ok, you don't like me. I get it. And you know what? Big whoop!
Mrs. Wallace: "Big whoop"? "Big whoop"? No, you don't get it, missy! But you're going to very, very soon, and I'm not talking about grabbing the brass ring. I am talking about justice -- three squares and a cot, or even worse!
Beth: You know what? Ever since I came up with my brilliant plan to get rid of Sheridan so I could have Luis all to myself, you've been predicting disaster.
Mrs. Wallace: "Brilliant plan," did you say? That's a hoot. We are standing here on the deck of the Titanic!
Beth: Oh, god, there's not going to be any disaster. And I'm so sick of your doom and gloom. There's no one on to me.
Mrs. Wallace: No one but Sheridan, and she is getting very, very, very suspicious.
Beth: No one's going to listen to her because they all -- they think she's a nut, all right? And like I've been saying over and over, she's got nothing to -- to prove. She can't prove one thing!
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, boy.
[Knock on door]
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, my goodness. Who is that at this hour? Angels in heaven.
Beth: Hmm, maybe it's the bogeyman.
Mrs. Wallace: Ah!
Beth: Luis, Sheridan. What are you doing here?
Luis: Look, I'm sorry to bother you so late, but it's really important.
Beth: Come in.
Mrs. Wallace: Hi, sweetheart.
Beth: So, what is it? Is everything all right?
Luis: Well, yeah, I hope so. We need to see Marty.
Beth: Marty? Why?
Luis: Well -- look, I know that it's late, but I just -- we have a really important favor to ask you, and --
Sheridan: We want to do a D.N.A. yest on Marty to find out once and for all who his real mother is.
Luis: Beth, are you all right?
Mrs. Wallace: I don't think she heard you. Tell her again.
Sheridan: We're going to do a D.N.A. test on Marty to find out whose child he is.
Beth: Whose child he is? I'm his mother, of course. Luis, what is this all about?
Luis: Come on, you know how Sheridan feels about Marty.
Beth: Yeah. I know she has some crazy idea that Marty is her son, but you and I both know that Marty is our son -- yours and mine, Luis.
Sheridan: No, we don't know that, Beth. I feel very strongly that Marty is my child, and I have felt that way ever since I looked into his eyes. I just want to have this test done so it'll prove it to everyone else.
Beth: Oh, this is outrageous. We don't need a test to prove that I'm his real mother.
Sheridan: I'm afraid that we do.
Beth: Luis, this is ridiculous, and I'm not going to put Marty through this.
Luis: Now, listen, I know that this asking a lot, ok, but this is so important to Sheridan.
Beth: But you told her before you didn't see a need to do it.
Luis: Well, I know. But I've decided that we should go ahead with it. Listen, this is the one thing that will help Sheridan finally put this behind us, to realize that Marty is not her son, and then we can put this all behind us.
Beth: No, I -- I don't see the need to do it. I really -- I am not going to put Marty through this. He's a toddler. He's a baby!
Luis: No, the test is painless.
Beth: But it's not necessary. Luis, listen, I've been patient. I have been understanding about Sheridan losing her baby and all that. But enough is enough. Marty is my son, and I'm not going to put him through that. I will not allow it.
Sheridan: Why don't you want to do the test, Beth? What are you so afraid of?
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, this is it, Bethie. You are going down, and this time for real.
Theresa: Oh, my god -- Jane! Oh -- oh, sweetheart. Hi. Hi. Oh, my god. Yeah. Mommy's here. Yeah, mommy's right here. Everything's going to be ok. That's right.
Theresa: Mommy's here. Mommy is right here, and I'm never going to let you out of my sight. I love you.
Gwen: Thank you for listening, Katherine. Thank you for listening and helping me make this decision.
Katherine: Oh, you knew what you needed to do. You just needed the time to realize it. And you made the right decision for Ashley's sake.
Gwen: And like I said, I'm not at all ready to go back to Harmony yet because I'm still way too full of hatred for Theresa.
Katherine: I understand. And as bad as it is being held prisoner, I think time spent here -- it's going to give you a chance to find some solution so that when you finally do get free and you go back to Harmony, you're not going to do something you'll regret.
Gwen: You're right. Because the way I feel right now, it is actually a very good thing that I can't go back to Harmony. Because I swear if I saw Theresa anywhere near Ashley, I would lose it and I would kill her for sure.
Theresa: Yeah. Mommy's right here. Yes, she is. I love you, and I'm going to take you home now. Yes, your mommy and your daddy love you so much. Yes, we do. Yeah, yes, we do.
Fox: Uh-oh. Uh, Ethan? Hey, wake up, brother.
Fox: There you go. Wake up. You all right?
Ethan: Fox -- Fox --
Fox: Yeah, sorry I beamed you like that, man. I thought you were one of the guards. You ok?
Ethan: Oh, god, yeah. Thanks for the welcome.
Fox: Yeah. What in the blue hell are you doing here?
Ethan: Honestly, Alistair let me know in his roundabout way that he was on to you and that I shouldn't be hearing from you soon, so I figured you were in trouble and I came out here to help you.
Fox: Well, I'm touched, really. Thank you.
Ethan: Is Jane here or what?
Fox: No, no, she's here and Katherine's here, Gwen's here. Everyone's ok, except, you know, of course being held by my crazy grandfather as prisoners.
Ethan: That's what we figured. That's why we came.
Fox: "We"? Who's "we"?
Ethan: Theresa's with me. She found out I was coming out here to find Jane. She hopped on the plane, and she would not get off.
Fox: Oh, man. Where the hell is she?
Ethan: We split up. She went to find the baby. I came to find you.
Fox: Listen, there are guards everywhere, ok, so we got to get Theresa and the others and get the hell out of here.
Ethan: All right, let's go.
Second guard: You're going nowhere.
Theresa: Oh, yeah. Ok.
Gwen: Katherine, I just want to thank you again for being so kind and listening to my problems.
Katherine: Gwen, it was my pleasure. I just pray, though, you give up this hatred of Theresa. It's not good for you. It's not good for her.
Gwen: Well, I suppose anything's possible, but I really don't see that happening anytime soon. I tell you, it's a very good thing that Theresa's so far away from here. Because if I were to see her right now, I wouldn't trust myself not to tear her apart.
Gwen: Oh, my god. Theresa! What the hell are you doing here?
Guard: Where do you think you're going?
Second guard: You're supposed to be locked up.
First guard: And how did you get in the building?
Fox: Uh, remember "Indiana Jones"?
Ethan: Yeah, yeah, I do. Let's -- let's dance.
Fox: All right, time to get the hell out of here.
Ethan: Yeah, let's go.
Guard: Freeze! Move and your friend dies. It's over, boys. There's no escape.
Sheridan: What's wrong, Beth? What are you so afraid of?
Sheridan: Well, if Marty truly is your child, then you should have nothing to fear. Isn't that correct?
Beth: I'm not afraid. I -- I just don't think it's necessary.
Sheridan: Well, I do. Because if Marty really is your child, then I have no choice but to accept it. And frankly, if I were you, I would think that you would want to have this test done. You got to be getting pretty sick and tired of hearing me go on and on about Marty being my child.
Beth: Yes, I am.
Sheridan: Well, then this test will put all of my suspicions about Marty to rest. That is unless you're hiding something.
Beth: I -- I have nothing to hide.
Sheridan: Great. Then let's get on with it.
Luis: I agree. Let's do the test.
Beth: Wait. Luis, Marty's sound asleep. I'm not going to wake him up in the middle of the night to drag him down to the hospital.
Sheridan: Oh, that's why we brought the lab technician with us.
Beth: You what?
Sheridan: We brought the lab technician with us. Luis, please?
Luis: This is Mr. Bateman. He's from the D.N.A. lab.
Sheridan: He can perform the test on Marty on right here now. Marty doesn't have to go anywhere. In fact, we don't even have to wake Marty up.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, there is no way out now, Bethie. You are so busted.
On the Next Passions:
Theresa: You going to stab me again, Gwen? This time are you going to kill me?
T.C.: Why didn't you keep your baby?
Tabitha: When T.C. gets his question answered, things are going to get really ugly.
Luis: Now, we need to do the D.N.A. test, and we need to do it now.
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