Thursday 6/9/05--Canada; Friday 6/10/05--USA
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Martin: Easy now. I got you. You're all right. You're ok.
Katherine: This -- this is my sister. My sister Rachel.
Alistair: That's right, Katherine. But if you don't believe me, then ask your low-born lover there. He helped me bury the body, and then he built a gazebo over the grave those many years ago.
Martin: Dear god.
Katherine: But this -- this doesn't make any sense. My sister died in a boating accident. She drowned. Why put her body someplace else?
Alistair: I see that Martin is still reluctant about answering any of your many questions, but don't worry about it. I'll tell you everything you want to know. Everything. But just remember, Katherine, you asked for the truth.
Katherine: I don't understand any of this.
Alistair: No, you don't. I just want you to not be too surprised when the truth destroys the life of someone you love with all your heart.
Gwen: Let's not talk about Theresa any more tonight, ok?
Rebecca: That's a deal -- after we toast to her utter and completely humiliating defeat.
Gwen: You know, at first, I was really afraid to even believe that this actually finally happened, but it did. I mean, Ethan, he -- he stood up for me to her and we have our baby just like he promised. Mother, I finally for once feel like I can breathe easy knowing I have my husband and I have this beautiful baby I've so desperately wanted.
Rebecca: Oh, not to mention deserved.
Gwen: And Ethan despises Theresa. He never even wants to see her again.
Ethan: No, no. Theresa, no. God, we can't do this.
Theresa: Ethan, you want to as much as I do.
Mrs. Wallace: Murderer! You're suffocating me! Now let me go!
Beth: Ugh, save what little breath you have, mother! I am so sick of you and your gin-drinking threats to expose me. Once you're gone, I'm going to be with Luis and Marty, and no one is ever going to find out what I did to get them. Well, I wish I could say it's been swell, but it hasn't, not one day of my life as your daughter. Bye-bye, Mommie Dearest.
Tabitha: Some day, my little vixenette, you'll inherit Mommy's magic bowl and get to know the joy of watching people writhe in pain. Well, that's if I ever choose to give up the ghost. Something I may decide to forego if life continues to be this entertaining. Well, would Mama's little witchling like to take a peek at Luis and Sheridan in their final moments together? I'm just about to undo their so-called love once for all.
Sheridan: Hurry, Luis.
Luis: I'm going as fast as I can, Sheridan.
Sheridan: You know, I can't wait to hold my little boy in my arms. I knew he was mine all along. He's finally going to be mine once I confront Beth.
Katherine: Why should the truth about Rachel's death hurt someone I care about? What is he talking about, Martin?
Martin: Listen, don't do it, Alistair. There's no reason that Katherine needs to know what happened. You're only doing this to torture her.
Alistair: That's Katherine's decision, isn't it?
Martin: You son of a --
Katherine: No, Martin!
Alistair: You want the unexpurgated story or not, Katherine?
Katherine: I do. Yes, I do!
Martin: No, I won't let you do this!
Alistair: You've got to curb your impulses for violence, my friend, or --
Katherine: Martin, Alistair will have you killed, and you know it.
Alistair: How touching. How very touching. Here you are, back with your wife and family, and my wife still pines for you. Spare us your pitiful attempt at nobility. Why don't you let Katherine make her own decisions. She wants to get in on our little secret, so I don't see why we should deny her.
Martin: Because it'll kill her to hear the truth, and you damn well know it.
Alistair: Kill her? Oh, gosh, I think not. Now, we can drop this subject any time you want, Katherine.
Martin: I'm begging you, please, I swear, you'll regret it.
Katherine: No. I need to know.
Alistair: You see, Martin? I told you, I know my wife much better than you do. She's like a cat, able to risk all just to satisfy her curiosity.
Katherine: All right. My sister drowned. She died. There was a funeral. Why -- why would you bury her body under the gazebo?
Alistair: Now, what if I told you your sister didn't drown?
Alistair: She was murdered.
Katherine: Oh, my god. You killed her? You murderer!
Alistair: No, no, no, I did not kill your sister, Katherine!
Katherine: You -- oh!
Alistair: But I can tell you who did.
Martin: Don't. Don't do it. I'm warning you.
Alistair: Don't do what? She has the right to know. She has a right to know who killed her dear, departed sister.
Ethan: No. Stop, please. This is so wrong, Theresa.
Theresa: No, it's not, Ethan. It's the rightest thing that we've done in way too long. And even if you didn't tell me tonight in words, I feel it from your kiss. You're in love with me and not your wife.
Ethan: No, this can't happen anymore. I made a commitment to be loyal.
Theresa: Loyal to a lie? What kind of commitment is that? Look, it's time for you to just face up to the fact that you just made a terrible mistake when you married Gwen. It is supposed to be us.
Ethan: No, no, you need to face the reality, Theresa, that I am married to Gwen, I intend to stay with her. And you and I are done. We're finished forever.
Gwen: Ok. I know you're going to think I'm being a worrywart, but there is still something out there that could completely destroy my future with Ethan.
Rebecca: Look, if you're bringing up again that little tiny, insignificant bit of ancient history --
Gwen: Mother, it's still very much out there and it's still very much a threat. If Ethan ever finds out that we were the ones who tipped off the tabloids -- I mean, he blames Theresa. That's the whole reason he feels he can't completely trust her, you know?
Rebecca: Look, I gave you my word, no one is ever going to find out that it was us.
Gwen: God, I really hope you're right, and I guess as long as there's no evidence linking us -- I mean, you did destroy the hard copies and the disc, so --
Rebecca: Well, another glass of champagne, dear?
Gwen: Mother, please tell me you took care of everything. Oh, my god. You never destroyed the disc, did you?
Mrs. Wallace: Angels above, have mercy!
Beth: Damn it! How long's it going take to snuff out an old bat like you? Your stupid angels aren't going to help you this time, Mother!
Mrs. Wallace: Let me go!
Beth: You getting tired, huh? You know, I'm not the only one that's going to be celebrating when you're gone. Alistair is going to be -- I mean, Daddy is going to be thrilled. You know, he doesn't trust you to keep your fat yap shut about my paternity any more than I trust you to keep quiet about Marty's maternity. My life is going to take a 180-turn for the better. I'm going to have everything that I ever wanted, and you are never going to call me a loser again!
Beth: I'll be darned. I'll be darned! Ding dong the wicked mother's gone! I smothered her.
Tabitha: There's only one tiny problem. I have this marvelous scheme to break up Sheridan and Luis, but I need a little time to set it in motion. So how do we stop Sheridan and Luis getting to Beth before I do, huh? Huh? How? Endora! That's a wonderful idea, you clever girl. It might even work. Hang on. I'll go and fetch the cauldron.
Luis: You're really Marty's mother.
Sheridan: Yeah, I've been telling you that for months.
Luis: I know you have. I just -- what exactly did Dottie say to you on the phone?
Sheridan: Just what I told you -- that I am Marty's biological mother, not Beth.
Luis: And the reason that she didn't see it before was because she never tested your D.N.A. against Marty's, only Beth's. And the reason that Beth's matched is because you two are half sisters, and thus share a similar genetic code.
Sheridan: Look, this is taking forever. I mean, can't you go any faster?
Luis: Look, I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry I didn't believe you that Beth is your half sister. It just seemed ridiculous. It seemed like this idea that was born out of your desperation to be near Marty. You hate me?
Sheridan: How much longer to Beth's house?
Luis: Look, I told you I'm going as fast as I can, ok?
Tabitha: One blotch of spotted tree toad, two shakes of a puppy dog's tail, and a pinch of a bat wing. Want to put some in? Good girl, Endora. Oh. We are going to stop these two dead in their tracks. Once we get this spell complete, Sheridan will just have to give up her dream of being with her son. She will lose Marty and she will lose Luis. Oh, happy, happy day, my little witchling.
Gwen: Look me in the eye and tell me you destroyed anything that could jeopardize my future with Ethan, because, Mother, if he ever finds out that we knew he was a Bennett and not a Crane before he knew it --
Rebecca: Look, would you just stop making a mountain out of a molehill? Look, this was years ago. And no one besides Theresa has given it a moment's thought that it could possibly be us and nobody, including Ethan, believes a word out of her mouth.
Gwen: You didn't do anything to protect us? Well, what did you do with the disc? And please tell me there aren't any hard copies out there.
Rebecca: Well, since when can't somebody keep just a little memento of their best work?
Gwen: Oh, my god.
Rebecca: Well, honey, what we accomplished that day was just a -- a masterpiece of teamwork. Oh, and it meant so much to me. I mean, you were learning from me and following in my footsteps, if you will.
Gwen: Ok, tell me I'm not hearing this. Please tell me that there are not hard copies just floating around out there that could destroy my entire future with Ethan. Please tell me that this is not going to happen, not now when I finally have everything I ever wanted. You tell me, what are we going to do if Ethan and Theresa find that disc that has our file on it that we emailed to the tabloid? What then?
Rebecca: For the last time, they won't.
Gwen: How do you know that?
Rebecca: Because I hid it in a place where no one could discover it.
Rebecca: All right, in a safe in this house, one that Alistair and Julian never use anymore.
Gwen: You mean to tell me that you hid the evidence against us in a safe in the Crane mansion where Ethan happens to live? Have you completely lost your mind? Take me to the safe right now, because we need to find it, destroy everything completely before Ethan and Theresa do -- now, right now.
Theresa: We love each other.
Ethan: We are past this now.
Theresa: You're lying. You're lying through your teeth because you are afraid of what this means.
Ethan: Theresa, it doesn't mean anything. Don't you get it?
Theresa: No, I don't. What I get is that you love me as much as I love you. And I'm not going to give up on us.
Sheridan: Who are you calling?
Luis: Beth. I'm going to tell her I just want to stop by and spend a little quality time with Marty before he goes to bed. She never says no to that.
Beth: Finally. God, I should've done this ages ago. This old bag's been a millstone around my neck ever since I can remember. This is all your fault, you know! You should've kept your flapping yap shut! You made me do this!
Luis: Beth. Hey.
Beth: Luis. Hey, what's up?
Luis: Nothing. I was just on duty, got a call in the neighborhood, was wondering if I could stop by and tuck in Marty before he goes to bed.
Luis: Yeah, tonight -- unless you have a problem with that.
Beth: No, it's just late.
Luis: Well, I don't want to stay for long. I just want to see my boy. Unless, of course, for some reason you don't want me to.
Beth: No, no. I mean, you're always welcome here. Just -- just give me a minute to pull myself together, ok?
Luis: See you soon.
Beth: God! Now what? How do I hide the body? Oh, god. What if it starts to smell? Not that it would take Mother being dead to stink. Ok, the basement. I'll just put her in the basement and Luis will think that she already went to bed, and then I'll -- later, I'll take the body to the mountains and dump it. Ugh!
Tabitha: Oh, murder most vile. Her own mother! Even we witches have a code of ethics. Oh, that Beth, she is as immoral as her father. Now, back to the business at hand, Endora. We have to keep Sheridan and Luis from getting to Beth and Marty's. Ksksksksorms, poison and pests, keep Sheridan and Luis from completing their quest.
Tabitha: Oh, rats. We have to stall those two. If we don't, Luis and Sheridan will take Marty and live happily ever after, and we can't let that happen, can we?
Theresa: You can't take back what you've already admitted -- that you've in love with me, that I'm the one that you want to spend the rest of your life with.
Ethan: It doesn't matter what I said. It doesn't matter because there's nothing I can do about it anyway, Theresa. You need to understand that, you need to accept that.
Theresa: Why do I need to accept the unthinkable, Ethan?
Ethan: Why, why? Because for the last time, Theresa, I am a married man. This is me. I'm a married man who doesn't believe in breaking his wedding vows. Nothing is going to make me disloyal to Gwen again.
Gwen: You hid the disc in here?
Rebecca: Well, yeah. Nobody uses this room, much less remembers there's a safe in it.
Gwen: Ok, where is it?
Rebecca: Oh, oh, it's right behind here.
Gwen: What's the combination? Don't even tell me you don't remember.
Rebecca: I don't have to remember it. I keep it close by me at all times.
Gwen: What does that mean? You keep it in your bra?
Rebecca: Well, why not? That's where I keep all my other valuables. Voila! Oh. Um --
Gwen: For crying out loud, Mother, come on.
Rebecca: I know it's in here somewhere.
Gwen: Oh, for crying out loud. You're unbelievable, Mother.
Rebecca: Well --
Gwen: Oh, my god!
Rebecca: What, what? Ah, ah! Here it is, hmm? Ok. Um -- 84, 50, 9.
Gwen: Oh, my god, can you hurry up, please, before someone catches us?
Rebecca: They won't. Here we go. Oh, my god.
Gwen: What? It's gone, isn't it? Oh, my god. My god, Mother, we are dead meat.
Beth: Damn it, Mother! Why couldn't you stick to the Atkins like I told you? You weigh as much as a baby elephant. Maybe if I roll you off onto a blanket.
Tabitha: Oh, damn it!
Tabitha: No, the dratted bowl keeps changing channels on me. I have to keep tabs on Sheridan and Luis. Oh -- oh, who do we have here? Katherine, Martin, and Alistair. Hmm. Hmm.
Alistair: There's still time for you to change your mind, Katherine.
Martin: Please don't listen to him, Katherine, please.
Alistair: "Please"? It's your prerogative, Katherine -- yours. Ignorance can indeed be bliss. But then again, you would never know who murdered your sister.
Katherine: Just say it, Alistair. Who killed Rachel? I want to know, whoever it is, because I want them to pay for killing my sister.
Martin: Katherine, don't say that.
Katherine: What are you so afraid of, Martin? Oh, my god. Oh, my god, it wasn't you. Was it you?
Katherine: But Alistair said it was someone I love.
Alistair: With your whole heart, too. The monster who murdered your sister was none other than --
Katherine: Who? Who?
Alistair: Your beloved daughter, Sheridan.
Katherine: No. No.
Tabitha: Oh, I love it when they get hit square between the eyeballs. But we do still have this little matter of keeping Sheridan and Luis from getting to Beth's before my plan kicks into gear. You know, that spell was just -- it was just too spindly. Well, now don't pout, Endora. No, it's not your fault, darling. You're just a wee one. But we do need something with a bit of meat on its bones to buy us some time. Oh! Look what we have here. Look at this mist.
Tabitha: Why, it's as thick as pea soup. Oh, look, look. There it goes out the window.
Endora: Oh, boy!
Tabitha: Oh, for Hades' sake, you weren't finished, were you, huh?
Tabitha: I should never have doubted you. Now Luis and Sheridan are going to be stopped dead in their tracks and I will have all the time I need to get to Beth's before they do. Clever girl, Endora!
Luis: What the hell --
Sheridan: Where did this fog come from? It was such a clear evening.
Luis: I can't see a thing in front of us. I got to slow down.
Sheridan: No way! No, I have got to get my son back. We've got to get to Beth's right now.
Luis: I'm not about to risk killing us both! We can't see a damn thing. I got to slow down. I got to pull over.
Tabitha: "No." Huh, pathetic girl. She thinks she's going to get her son back tonight. Now I have to make a visit to nasty Beth so she has time to skip out of town with Marty before Sheridan and Luis arrive.
Gwen: So help me, Mother, if that disc is gone and Ethan finds out that we and not Theresa were the ones who leaked his paternity to the press and I lose him, I will never forgive you for costing me my husband, ever.
Rebecca: Gwen, would you just calm down? Look, the disc is here, as well as all the hard copies I made as souvenirs.
Gwen: Well, why did you gasp like that then?
Rebecca: Because I'd forgotten that there were a few other things that I put in here for safekeeping.
Gwen: Well, are there pictures? If they're pictures, let me see.
Gwen: What? They're pictures. I want --
Rebecca: No, I don't want you to see them.
Gwen: Those pictures of you and your men?
Rebecca: Well -- uh -- let's just say they're personal, all right?
Gwen: You know, this is just so gross!
Rebecca: It is not gross. In fact, I think of it as fine art. You know, but it's not for your eyes, all right? Now, do you want the evidence or not?
Gwen: Of course I do. Give --
Rebecca: Well, ok, then it's all right here, just like I told you.
Gwen: Ok, well, we need to destroy everything completely. We can -- we can shred the paper copies, we can burn the disc. And you know what, I don't want to -- I don't even want to dump the ashes here. Let's just destroy everything completely, burn it, put the ashes in the box, and just, you know, throw it off the side of the wharf, because Ethan and Theresa are never going to find out that we were the ones who leaked his paternity. I'm going to make sure of it.
Theresa: This isn't fair, Ethan.
Ethan: Fair? Theresa, fair is being faithful to my wife, being faithful to the woman that I made a vow in church in front of friends, family, and god. I will not break my promise to her, Theresa. And to tell you the truth, I don't think I could live with myself if I did.
Theresa: What about your heart? How can you live with yourself when you're betraying your own heart?
Tabitha: I have just got enough time to warn Beth before Sheridan and Luis get there. Oh, we've done it again, sweet pea. We've dashed Sheridan's chances at happiness. Oh, what a team we make, my darling little demon! Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo!
Sheridan: Luis, start the car. I have got to get to Beth's!
Luis: Look, I can't drive in this fog, ok? Besides that, five or 10 minutes isn't going to make a difference. Beth and Marty are still going to be at the house.
Sheridan: Luis, you don't understand, all right? I have been waiting for this moment ever since my baby was taken away from me, and now that I'm finally about to have him back, I can't wait a minute longer!
Luis: Well, I'm not going to risk our lives by driving in this fog.
Sheridan: Ok, two minutes ago, you just apologized to me for not trusting me.
Luis: And I meant it.
Sheridan: Well, then prove it. Make up for not believing me by taking me to my son!
Luis: Sheridan, I cannot see in this fog!
Tabitha: Oh, things couldn't be better, Endora. They're squabbling over everything already. Oh. I can see you're getting tired, child. If you're dozing, the spell will wear off, and then the fog will lift and they'll beat me to Beth's. I think I'd better step on it. Kay, I'm just stepping out for a moment. Will you keep an eye on Endora, please? Bye, my little witchling.
Beth: Well, leave it to Mother to be a pain in my rear to the very end!
Mrs. Wallace: Wicked, wicked girl!
Beth: You're alive.
Mrs. Wallace: Ta-da! No thanks to you, you evil, evil spawn of the devil Alistair himself! Oh, Precious, I wish you could see me. You'd be so proud of me! I win! And you, my wretched daughter, are a loser again! Boy, I cannot wait, I cannot wait for Luis to get here so I can tell him everything.
Katherine: Sheridan? Sheridan killed my sister Rachel? No.
Alistair: That's right. Rachel didn't drown, as I led you and the rest of this town to believe. She was murdered by her own niece, your beloved Sheridan.
Katherine: No, it's impossible. Sheridan wasn't even born when Rachel died. You're lying, Alistair!
Alistair: Then why don't you ask your beloved Martin why Rachel was buried under the gazebo until I dug her up a few months ago?
Katherine: Martin, tell me he's lying. Tell me this is just another one of Alistair's tricks. Tell me it isn't true. Sheridan couldn't have killed my sister. No, could she?
Ethan: You have to let go of this fantasy about us. We're not going to be together.
Theresa: We're meant to be.
Ethan: Theresa, fate is a dream. Reality is something different. My reality is that I'm Gwen's husband.
Theresa: For now you are.
Ethan: No, no, forever. Those are the marriage vows I took, Theresa, for better or for worse.
Theresa: We would've been married if she hadn't been pregnant.
Ethan: Theresa, maybe, maybe, maybe not, you know? The truth of this whole thing is there is something else. There is something much bigger, something irreconcilable that stands in the way of us ever being together.
Ethan: Theresa, how can I ever completely trust you again when it was you that emailed that tabloid with the news that I was Sam Bennett's son and not Julian's, huh?
Theresa: No, I didn't do that, Ethan. I have told you a million times that I didn't do that!
Ethan: I know, and that's just it, I don't know if I can believe you or not!
Gwen: Are you sure you burned everything before you put it in that box?
Rebecca: Oh, ye of little faith.
Gwen: You know, I would've done it myself, but I needed to check on Jane, and I really hope you didn't let me down this time.
Rebecca: Yeah, enough, ok? Now, let's get rid of this. Where do you want to dump it?
Gwen: I don't know, Mother. Just -- there, over there. Just do it.
Rebecca: Oh! Oh!
Gwen: Oh, my god! Are you crazy? You didn't burn these things? What if someone gets their hands on it, Mother? I'm going to lose Ethan forever! Oh, my god!
Mrs. Wallace: You brought this on yourself with your pact with the devil. Bethie? I told you were a loser. I did. Oh, no. Oh, no, what if she comes to and tries to off me again? No, then -- then I won't be able to tell Luis and Sheridan what she has done! I need help from above.
Mrs. Wallace: Angels of mercy, help me keep evil from prevailing. Help me. Please help me reunite Marty with his real mother and father. Angels above, please end the pain and the suffering brought on by my devious daughter. Don't let her win. Don't let her win! Don't let her win. Please don't, don't, don't let her win.
Tabitha: I have got to get to Beth's before Sheridan and Luis get there. The mist from Endora's spell won't last long if she goes to sleep. Oh. I can't believe the man upstairs thinks he could stop me with one of you. Get out of my way! Oh. Oh, for Hades' sake! Oh, oh, that blasted light! I can't see a bloody thing! No, let me go. Let me go, will you? I have to get to Beth's. Let me go, I say!
Sheridan: Luis, start the car.
Luis: I am not going anywhere until I can see the road, Sheridan.
Sheridan: Fine, if you're not going to drive --
Luis: Sheridan --
Sheridan: Then I'm walking to Beth's!
Luis: Wait. Sheridan, wait! If no one can see you out there, a car could hit you!
Sheridan: I'll risk it. Nothing is going to stop me from getting to my child. I've got to go get Marty now! What -- what just happened? The fog just lifted.
Luis: Great. Will you please get back in the car?
Sheridan: All right, hurry, please. Let's get to Marty now.
Katherine: It isn't true, is it, Martin? How could my precious little girl kill my sister?
Martin: I told you not to listen.
Katherine: I need to know! I don't trust anything that comes out of his mouth, but I know you'll tell me the truth. Please, Martin.
Martin: Yes. It's true.
Katherine: No. No! Oh, god, no!
Martin: Sheridan killed Rachel.
Alistair: Oh. The truth smarts, doesn't it, Katherine? And you've always been a stickler for it, too, so I'm going to tell you the truth right now. Your beloved daughter killed your own sister. And now the whole world's going to know that Sheridan is a murderess.
Gwen: I just hope we can get all the hard copies.
Rebecca: Honey, I'm sure you can.
Gwen: Oh, my god. Oh, my god, Ethan's here. Why is Ethan here? He's with Theresa. Oh, my god, Mother, copies are blowing right towards them!
Theresa: I just can't believe that you would give up on real love just to keep a promise that you never should've made.
Ethan: Theresa, I trust Gwen completely. And after the tabloid incident, I'm sorry, I was never sure if I could trust you or not.
Theresa: What --
Ethan: What is this?
Theresa: I cannot believe that people litter like this. Where is the trash can, Ethan?
Gwen: Oh, my god. Mother, Theresa has the proof against us in her hand.
Rebecca: Well, maybe she won't read it.
Theresa: Oh, my god.
Gwen: She saw it. Theresa knows.
Mrs. Wallace: Give me a sign, angels of light. Give me a sign that you hear my prayer. Let Sheridan find her son. And stop, please stop the evil in this house once and for all. Stop the evil tonight. Stop it. Please, angels, stop it, stop it, stop it.
Tabitha: No, get out of my way, you flying fools! I have a job to do! What do you care if Sheridan gets her son back? Let me go. Let me go! I have to get to Beth's to warn her that Sheridan and Luis are on their way!
Sheridan: Thank god we're finally moving.
Luis: That was the weirdest thing. That fog just rolled in with no warning, and then left just as quickly. Wonder what that was.
Sheridan: Well, who cares, just so long as we get to Beth's soon. Hurry, Luis, please. I have the worst feeling that if we don't get there in time, I will lose any chance of getting Marty back, so please hurry.
On the Next Passions:
Theresa: I'm going to use this to get Jane back.
Gwen: If you will just let me explain --
Ethan: No way. There's nothing you can say that'll explain this.
Tabitha: Stop ganging up on me, you gossamer goons.
Sheridan: Look out, we're going to crash! No!
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