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Ethan: For the last time, Theresa, I am a married man. I'm a married man who doesn't believe in breaking his wedding vows. Nothing is going to make me disloyal to Gwen again.
Theresa: It's over. Ethan turned his back on me for good. We're never going to be together.
Gwen: Honey, you startled me for a second.
Ethan: Hey. I thought you were coming to bed.
Gwen: Yeah, I am. You know, my mother just hasn't gotten home yet from the wharf and I want to make sure she's ok.
Ethan: Why wouldn't she be? You want some water or something?
Gwen: No, thanks. Oh.
Rebecca: Oh. You're still up.
Gwen: Yeah, just waiting for you. Please tell me you got rid of the disk, because I've been going crazy. Mother, that disk is the only thing that links us as the ones who exposed Ethan's true paternity.
Rebecca: Well, of course I got rid of it.
Gwen: You did?
Gwen: Ok. Ok, then it's over. It's finally over. Ethan is mine forever.
Ethan: Look, as long as we're all up, I'd like to talk to both of you about my relationship with Theresa.
Alistair: Oh, what a tragedy this was. If we turn Rachel's body over, we'll be -- well, we might be able to see where Sheridan stabbed her. But that's not going to matter once this horrific story is made public and hits the media. Hmm. We'll be able to see in close-up every one of her wounds on "Dateline." I can just see the headlines now -- "Billionairess Killed Her Own Aunt." And, you, my dear, will become the most popular mummy since King Tut. And Sheridan will never be able to live a normal life again.
Katherine: But, Alistair, she was just a child when this happened. She thought you were being attacked. She was trying to protect you -- her father.
Martin: Just stop, Alistair! Quit torturing her.
Alistair: Oh, will you knock it off! Look, she's the one that insisted on sniffing around our secret that should have been kept in the dark forever. Now the whole world's going to know about it.
Katherine: Well, why? We're the only ones who need to know about this. The world, the media, the police -- they don't have to find this out, Alistair.
Alistair: Yes, they will, because I'll tell them.
Katherine: Oh, please. Please don't destroy my daughter's life, Alistair.
Sheridan: We've got to get to Beth's!
Luis: Sheridan --
Sheridan: We've got to get him away from that crazy woman!
Luis: Sheridan --
Tabitha: Sheridan must be loony to have had her D.N.A. tested again against young Marty, don't you think? Oh. I mean, and there must have been some silly mix-up because the results prove that she's the child's mother. Well, no matter. She and Luis will be here any minute to take Marty and you three will have ample opportunity to clear up this ridiculous mess.
Beth: When exactly did you hear this?
Tabitha: Oh, ages ago, dear. Hmm. You know, Luis and Sheridan are going to be here very soon. Oh, it's so absurd. I mean, everyone knows that Marty's your child, not Sheridan's. I mean, you only have to look at the little chap. Hmm. Come to think of it, he does resemble Sheridan somewhat. Oh. Oh. Oh, what an idea. Oh, if he was Sheridan's son, then her ridiculous theory that you kidnapped him would be true. Oh! Imagine. Oh, well, the police would be involved in a New York minute.
Beth: Oh, what can I do?
Tabitha: You're going to grab the little nipper and get out of dodge, dear. That's why I'm here -- to prevent Sheridan from claiming Marty. But you're going to have to move fast, because they're going to be here very soon.
Sheridan: We're almost there, Luis! I have to get my baby!
Beth: Oh. What am I going to do?
Gwen: Honey, what do you mean, your relationship with Theresa? It's over.
Ethan: No. Gwen, it will never be over.
Rebecca: Just what are you trying to say, Ethan?
Ethan: Honey, we have to talk about this. We can't ignore it, and I have to discuss these things about my future with Theresa with you. We have a daughter to raise together.
Gwen: Thank god you just said that. You just scared me to death. You know, when you said "relationship with Theresa," I thought that you meant you were going to leave me.
Ethan: No, no, no, honey, I didn't -- no. I did not mean that. I love you. You're my wife. That's not going to change. Come here. Sit down.
Gwen: Oh, gosh.
Gwen: It was really hard for me to realize that this whole thing is finally over. So I really don't have to worry about why you and Theresa were together on the wharf?
Ethan: No. You don't have to worry. Listen, I went to the Blue Note to go talk to Chad, and I ran into her. And while I was leaving, I ran into her again. We got to talking.
Gwen: About what?
Ethan: I don't have the woman who's really in my heart. I don't have the woman I truly love. I don't have her. I should be with you, I should be with Jane and little Ethan and you. God, Theresa, I should be with you! It's a long story but, honey, the end result is that I told her that I value my marriage with you, period.
Gwen: I love you very much. You know that?
Ethan: I know, and I love you, too, I do, but, listen, I need to make sure that Theresa has full visitation rights with Jane while we have temporary custody of her. I want her to be able to see her daughter whenever she wants. Is that clear?
Rebecca: Great. I'll buy a welcome mat for the servants' entrance.
Ethan: Rebecca, come on. I'm serious about this. I'm not going to have Jane and I won't have Theresa be penalized because of the two of you, and I don't want to hear about the two of you coming between them. I don't think there's anything more sacred than that relationship between a daughter and a mother.
Katherine: You can't let the world know that my daughter killed her own aunt. It's obscene, Alistair. That will destroy her.
Alistair: What do you mean, "destroy her"? I saved her. I've protected her from the truth for years. I mean, the only thing I did was commit a crime, so did he, when we buried poor Rachel's body on the estate without telling the police. What about you, Katherine? You left me and Sheridan, and that poor little girl sat there -- her mother is gone -- and the only memory she has is she killed you. No wonder that kid cracked up. So, Katherine, who destroyed who? You destroyed Sheridan. You broke her psyche. You broke her psyche, and it's your fault -- all of it!
Katherine: Whatever you may think, Alistair, it doesn't have to stay that way. We can help her. But you can't tell the secret. You can't tell the truth. Don't destroy your own child.
Luis: Sheridan! Honey, you all right?
Sheridan: Yeah, yeah.
Sheridan: I'm fine.
Luis: Hey. It's ok.
Sheridan: Yeah, I am fine!
Luis: Sher-- Sheridan! Hold on a second!
Beth: There's no way out. What can I do?
Tabitha: You know, dear, no matter how laughable the circumstances may be, I'm sure that Sheridan is going to be extremely upset, and you don't want any crazy confrontation with her and Luis tonight, now, do you?
Beth: No, not -- not tonight, not any night.
Tabitha: Now, you know, I'm not one to gossip, but you know how difficult these Cranes can be, so I think for your own peace of mind you should take young Marty out for a walk, or even a little trip out of town. Why don't you take him down to Boston for the night and show him the big dig? Just long enough for Luis to calm Sheridan down about this dreary D.N.A. test. I'm sure she'll have forgotten all about it tomorrow.
Beth: Yeah, that's it. I'll take Marty away. It's my only hope.
Tabitha: Hmm. You've done it, Endora. Beth is going to leave Harmony with Marty and Sheridan will not have her son and her and Luis' sickly love will be destroyed forever.
Luis: Sheridan -- Sheridan --
Luis: Would you slow down?
Sheridan: I have to get to Beth's!
Luis: I don't want you to hurt yourself.
Sheridan: I have to get there and get Marty. Oh, god.
Luis: What? What is it?
Sheridan: The most terrifying feeling just ran through me. I just felt like I'll never see Marty again.
Beth: Yeah, I can take Marty to New York. We can start new lives there. We could just disappear. But, first, we've got to get out of town. God, I hope Mother filled the gas tank.
Tabitha: Endora? My darling demon, if you're listening, give me a little boost so I can fly out of here. I've planted seeds of evil and pain take me home so I can plant them again
Beth: Tabitha -- talk about rude. She didn't even say goodbye. Oh, fine. I got to pack, I got to get Marty up and get out of town before Luis and Sheridan get here. I will not lose my son.
Luis: Sheridan, hey. Calm down, ok? We're going to get Marty back tonight. Nothing is going to stop us.
Sheridan: What was that?
Luis: A seagull, maybe.
Sheridan: Ok, now my mind is playing tricks on me, because I could have sworn that I just saw a witch flying upside down.
Luis: All right, look, we can't just rush into Beth's and grab Marty, ok? She doesn't know you're coming, and let's keep it that way. Now, I don't want her to see you and her to get spooked into doing something stupid.
Sheridan: Why do I have such a bad feeling about this, Luis? I am so scared.
Luis: Hey, don't say that. We're going to get Marty back, and after all this, we're going to be a family, ok?
Sheridan: Please, god, I just want Marty back in my arms.
Ethan: Look, after all this time, after all this time, this war is over, and I want you both to promise me that you're not going to try to prevent Theresa from seeing Jane. It's only going to ruin any chance of a permanent truce we have. I've promised her that she can see Jane whenever she wants. I don't want either of you breaking that promise. Are we agreed?
Gwen: Yes, agreed.
Rebecca: Well, don't look at me!
Gwen: Oh, Mother, please.
Rebecca: Look, the only way to win a war is for one side to completely annihilate the other. And Theresa has caused my daughter nothing but pain and heartache, and yet you are asking me to welcome her into my own home and then watch her turn that sweet little child into a liar and a slut? I mean, what kind of woman would I be if I allowed that to happen? No. I am going to do whatever it takes to keep Theresa away from Jane.
Theresa: So what am I going to do? I've lost everything.
Theresa: What was that? Hello? Must be some of those stray cats.
Tabitha: Oh. Endora, sweetie, darling, remind me to give you another lesson in navigation. You're a bit off tonight. Oh. Oh. A for effort, dear. Oh. Huh. My. I wonder what Theresa's up to.
Theresa: How do I get Ethan back from Gwen? There I go -- plotting again. Ethan is right. It's over.
Tabitha: So, Theresa's come a cropper again, has she? Oh, oh, that woman has the worst trouble with love. Hmm. Sorry, Endora. Your aim was right on target. I'm in the perfect spot to sow more seeds of pain and despair.
Ethan: Rebecca, how can you stand here and keep saying this --
Gwen: You know what? It's ok. Let me handle it, if you'll excuse us for just a moment. Go. Why are you pushing Ethan's buttons like that? I won. He chose me over Theresa. And the more you keep attacking her, the more he's going to do what he always does and defend her.
Rebecca: Look, I know what I'm doing. I've had far more experience with husbands than you have.
Gwen: You divorced Daddy and Julian is trying to boot you out the door. So I'd appreciate it if you would stop. Look, I don't want Theresa spending time with Jane any more than you do. However, you are not helping. I realize you think you know everything there is to know about battling Theresa, but for once in your life, please listen to me. Ok? Theresa is going to hang herself. It's in her nature. Eventually, she's going to do something so incredibly stupid that Ethan will have no choice but to keep her out of Jane's life forever.
Theresa: Maybe Mama's right. Maybe I should give Ethan up.
Tabitha: Theresa, dear. What's the matter?
Theresa: Tabitha. What are you doing here this late?
Tabitha: Oh, I'm enjoying my evening constitutional. I just adore the fresh air, but then I saw you here all alone, looking so sad, so I had to inquire what's the matter. Is there anything I can do to help, dear?
Theresa: No, not really. No one can help.
Tabitha: Oh. Don't tell me. This has something to do with young Ethan, doesn't it?
Theresa: Yeah. I lost him, Tabitha, to Gwen, again.
Tabitha: Oh. There, there. Dry your tears, dear. Oh, you young lovebirds, you're all the same -- such drama. You haven't lost your Ethan.
Theresa: I haven't?
Tabitha: No. Ha -- of course not. I've seen you two together. I've seen the way he looks at you -- love's young dream. You're never going to lose Ethan, dear.
Theresa: Tabitha, he's married to Gwen.
Tabitha: Yes, well, he may be married to her currently, but you have his heart. And remember, no matter how bleak things may look right now, you must never give up on your love for Ethan. I know. I've seen many, many couples in love, and your love with Ethan will never end.
Theresa: You really think so?
Tabitha: Oh, I know so. Take it from me, dear. It's fate.
Theresa: Wow. Yeah. Thank you, Tabitha! Thank you so much.
Tabitha: No. No need to thank me, dear. Oh.
Tabitha's voice: I should thank you. As long as you still hope to reunite with Ethan, I can ensure you bring suffering and devastation to everyone around you.
Katherine: Alistair, let's not go public with this nightmare. We can all leave this crypt right now and pretend it never existed and let this secret die.
Alistair: It's too late for that. I always thought that Rachel deserved justice. Remember?
Katherine: You loved her? You tortured her. You imprisoned her. I loved her. I know she would never want a child's life ruined on her behalf.
Alistair: Sheridan is no longer a child. She is a full-blown woman!
Katherine: But, Alistair, she's our daughter. If you just will let this secret die, she might have a chance at some happiness.
Alistair: Well, Sheridan ruined my happiness when she thrust that letter opener into Rachel's body. Although this secret could be kept.
Katherine: Alistair. I'll do anything to protect Sheridan.
Alistair: Anything? That covers quite a few possibilities.
Luis: Hold up, hold up. All right, look. Beth's house is just around the corner. Now, here's the plan. I'm going to go to the door and act as if nothing's wrong, all right? Now, once I have Marty in my arms, I'm going to call for backup. Then we're finally going to get some answers to what this whole crazy mess is about.
Sheridan: Look, as long as you get Marty back, I don't care how you do this.
Luis: I will get him back, I promise. And I'm sorry, all right? I don't know how I could have been so stupid. I should have listened to you. I should have trusted what your heart was telling you.
Sheridan: No, don't beat yourself up, ok? Once I have Marty back, all will be forgiven.
Beth: Oh, isn't this exciting, Marty? We're going to go on a little trip! Boom -- there you go. Here's your bear. And we will never come back to Harmony. Sheridan's never going to take you away from me -- not ever. Ok. Ok, let's go. Come on, cutie. Good boy! Here we go!
Theresa: So you really think that I'm going to get Ethan back? Because he did tell me that he was married to Gwen and that he was never going to leave her.
Tabitha: Well, men say a lot of things, dear. Yes, I'm sure you will can get him back. I mean, he's never going to be happy with that awful Gwen Hotchkiss.
Theresa: Well, Gwen Winthrop, Tabitha. She took his last name.
Tabitha: Oh, well, she may have taken his name, but she can't turn her back on her heritage. Blood will out.
Theresa: What do you mean?
Tabitha: Well, you know, I'm not one to gossip, but surely you've heard the stories about her mother's family, haven't you?
Theresa: No. No, no, I haven't. But you know those rumors about Rebecca and the donkeys? Yeah, well, I saw photos here tonight that proved that one true.
Tabitha: Oh. Well, you should see her at the fishermen's bars on payday.
Tabitha: Oh, naughty Tabitha. I do try not to gossip. No, but -- no, Rebecca is just one in a long line of utterly depraved Osborn women.
Theresa: Like who?
Tabitha: Well, not five years after the village of Harmony was founded back in the 1600s --
Man: Goody Rebecca, prithee, stop this. We must pray for forgiveness at the meetinghouse.
Rebecca: Oh, I think you're getting a little ahead of yourself. It's sin first, forgiveness later. Isn't that how it works?
Tabitha: And not all of the crimes of Gwen's ancestors were mere sexual escapades. Oh, no, not on your tintype. Some were truly horrific.
Man: Well, little missy, you sure found us a good campsite. Those varmint Indians have no idea we're here.
Rebecca: Now, no shop talk, General Custer. I just want to run my fingers through that gorgeous hair. Who is your colorist?
Gen. Custer: I'll never forget what you've done for the seventh cavalry. What'd you call that stream out there?
Rebecca: Oh -- the Little Big Horn.
Tabitha: Oh, I'm getting ahead of myself. Another of Gwen's ancestors was busy during theCivil War.
Rebecca: Oh, I'm so tired having to dress like this just to see my abie-baby.
Lincoln: Oh, it's worse for me. People keep catching me kissing a soldier, and now there are rumors that I'm gay.
Lincoln: Oh, but you're worth it.
Rebecca: Oh, well, then why don't you toss that hoop-skirted shrew out of the White House and move me in?
Lincoln: Oh, honey lamb, you know I would if I could. But think of the scandal. I'd be thrown out of office. And the country needs me.
Rebecca: Oh. They wouldn't impeach a president for a little hanky-panky. And I have a surprise for you. Two tickets to that new show at Ford's Theater. Box seats.
Lincoln: Darling, you know I can't be seen in public with you.
Rebecca: Why not? What am I, your whore?
Lincoln: Well --
Rebecca: Oh! Well, you can take that stovepipe hat of yours and shove it where the sun don't shine, because this affair is over!
Lincoln: I'm sorry, sweetie pie. But thanks for the tickets. I'll take Mary. She's been dying to see it.
Rebecca: Oh. Oh! Ooh, no man is going to make a fool out of me. Hmm.
Rebecca: "Dear John Wilkes booth --"
Tabitha: Such a dreadful family. Ethan will be well rid of them.
Theresa: It's unbelievable. And they say I come from trash?
Tabitha: He could never stay with people like that. But you have to fight for him, Theresa.
Gwen: So my mother has something she would love to say to you.
Rebecca: Oh. I promise I will not get in the way of Theresa seeing Jane.
Ethan: Well, Rebecca, thank you so much.
Rebecca: Hmm. There. I said it. Now, it's time for a nightcap. Uh -- there's no bourbon. Oh, I swear these maids are going to drive me to drink. I'm going to go check the bar in the library.
Ethan: Look, I'm serious about giving Theresa every opportunity to see Jane that she wants.
Gwen: Honey, fine, whatever you want, ok? I'm just so happy to have you, and now we can make a real home for Jane.
Ethan: What about your mother? You really think she's going to be civil to Theresa?
Gwen: Well, "civil" may be a stretch. However, I can keep them from killing each other. I'll just keep talking to her.
Ethan: All right, well, you do that. I want her to understand that I mean what I say, Gwen.
Gwen: Oh, Mother, you agreed way too easily to be nice to Theresa. What are you working on?
Luis: Shh. We're almost there. All right, listen to me. I want you to stay calm and stay outside, ok? I can't have you come charging into Beth's house behind me. She'll grab Marty, freak out, and then we could have a hostage situation on our hands. You hear me?
Sheridan: Don't worry, don't worry. I won't do anything to ruin this. I will wait for Marty just so long as he is coming home with me tonight. Luis, I have waited for this moment. I've longed to take my son home with me back to my cottage.
Luis: You mean to take our son back to our cottage?
Sheridan: Of course, yes -- our cottage. Look, everything is going to be ok once we have Marty back.
Luis: All right. Let's go.
[Pounding on door]
Beth: Oh, I forgot your grandmother. Should we just leave her in there?
Beth: Ah. Let's tell her that we're leaving.
[Mrs. Wallace groans]
Beth: I think the shock when she finds out that I'm going to escape from her big mouth might kill her on the spot. Ha-ha-ha!
[Mrs. Wallace groans, mumbles]
Beth: What, Mother? Seriously, you've got to enunciate, mother.
Mrs. Wallace: Ah! Ah! Ah.
Beth: You happy now?
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, oh --
Beth: Luis and Sheridan know the truth, just like you said they would.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh! Praise god from whom all good things flow now you're going to get yours, Bethie. Huh.
Beth: No, I won't, because I'm taking Marty and we are leaving.
Mrs. Wallace: Uh -- no. No. They will catch you, and god -- god is not going to let you get away with your evil anymore. Luis and Sheridan -- they're going to show up here and they are going to stop you.
Sheridan: Luis, this is it. Our son is right inside. Pretty soon I'll have him back.
Luis: That's right. You're never going to be separated from him again.
Tabitha: Gwen and Rebecca are really nasty people.
Tabitha: And there's something else that's bothered me about them all these years. Do you recall how you were blamed when a computer file was emailed to the media? You know, the one that proved Ethan wasn't a Crane?
Theresa: Yeah. How can I not recall it? It ruined my life.
Tabitha: Yeah, well, between us, I've always felt that Gwen and Rebecca were behind that.
Theresa: Me, too. But I just can't find the proof. You know, to tell you the truth, I have been looking again lately, but it's a lost cause.
Theresa: Yeah. If I could just, you know, find the proof that Gwen or Rebecca sent the information to the tabloids, that they set me up, then Gwen's true colors would be revealed and Ethan would come back to me. There's no proof, Tabitha. There's none at all.
Rebecca: Oh, Becky. Gwen is right. I should destroy the evidence that we sent the file to the tabloids. But how can I just destroy the only souvenir I have of my first successful plot with my daughter?
Gwen: So, I promised Ethan I'd come in and talk to you -- oh, my god. You swore to me that you had destroyed the disk. You lied to me?
Katherine: What do you want, Alistair?
Alistair: Not much, if you can honor one simple request.
Martin: Don't do it, Katherine. You know what a liar he is. He'll get what he wants and then he'll tell the world what Sheridan did anyway.
Katherine: Maybe. But I have to take that chance.
Martin: No, Katherine, listen to me.
Katherine: You listen to me, Martin. We've made mistakes. I've made mistakes. I left my little girl for years and years with him. If I use the last breath in my body, it will be to protect Sheridan. I owe her that. I'm sorry. So tell me, Alistair, if you keep this secret, what simple request do I have to honor?
Luis: All right, look, you go around back to the kitchen, ok? Now, if Beth gets wind of why I'm really here, she might try and sneak out, so if you see anything, you just call out, ok?
Sheridan: Ok. Just please get my son.
Luis: Look, I swear to you we will get him back.
[Mrs. Wallace groans]
Beth: Oh, I'm a pretty pickle thanks to you.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh --
Beth: You know, this is all your fault.
Mrs. Wallace: My fault -- my fault? Oh, you are the one who tried to kill me before suffocating me.
Beth: You know what? If you hadn't distracted me with all your yammering about guilt --
Mrs.. Wallace: Uh --
Beth: And angels, I may have seen this coming. I could have headed Luis off at the pass, but, no, you had to go on and on. This is all your fault. Thanks to you, I have no chance to be with Luis.
Mrs. Wallace: Bethie, you never did.
Beth: Well, at least I'm never going to lose my son.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, Beth, of course you will! You just wait!
Beth: Say bye-bye to Grandma, honey.
Mrs. Wallace: What? No! No --
[Mrs. Wallace groans]
Mrs. Wallace: No! No!
Beth: I am not going to lose my son.
Mrs. Wallace: Ugh!
Beth: I'm not.
Sheridan: I can barely stand to see the seconds tick by. I'm finally going to get my baby.
Theresa: No, Tabitha. There's no proof that Gwen or Rebecca sent the information to the tabloids.
Tabitha: Look, don't be so negative, dear.
Theresa: What do you mean?
Tabitha: Come on, now, Theresa. I've never thought of you as a quitter. If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that every action has a reaction. And whoever ruined your life by sending that file must have left traces somewhere. And damaging information like that is something that the culprit -- or culprits, plural -- would keep close at hand, don't you think?
Theresa: I just -- I don't know where to look.
Tabitha's voice: She's obviously no Sherlock Holmes, this one.
Tabitha: Well, let's put our thinking caps on, shall we? If Gwen and Rebecca sent that file, where would we go to find the proof? Where, oh, where?
Theresa: I know. If there's any proof, it's in the Crane mansion.
Gwen: What is wrong with you? Mother, you swore to me that you destroyed the disk. Do you understand if anyone sees its contents, I would lose everything, my entire life -- Ethan, Jane, everything. What are you trying to do, ruin me?
Ethan: What's on that disk?
Katherine: So tell me, Alistair -- what do you really want to not tell the world that Sheridan killed my sister?
Alistair: What I've always wanted, Katherine, ever since it was stolen from me -- you. I want you to move back into the mansion and live with me for the rest of your natural days.
Martin: No! Pig!
Katherine: You know I can't do that, Alistair. I can't.
Alistair: All right. All right. Then I'll go to the police and tell them that your daughter is a murderer, and however it shakes down legally, I'm sure that our daughter's psyche will be totally broken. Because you won't assume your wifely duties, our daughter will spend the rest of her life in misery.
Sheridan: Marty, sweetheart, Mommy's here. Pretty soon we'll be together forever.
Mrs. Wallace: No! Oh, oh --
Beth: All right, there should be enough air in there till someone finds you -- or not. Just tell your angels to send someone to rescue you.
[Mrs. Wallace whimpers]
Mrs. Wallace: No!
Beth: Yay! We never have to see her ugly mug ever again, do we? Ok, let's go. Let's go. Here we go. Here we go.
Beth: Oh, god. We can't go out there. Sheridan's there. Ok. Luis is probably out there, too. We're going to have to go out the front. We're going to have to get to the car --
Beth: Really, really fast. I know. I'm your Mommy. We'll be gone before anyone knows what happened. Here we go.
[Knock on door]
Beth: Oh, my god.
Luis: Hey, it's Luis.
Beth: We're trapped, and there's no way out.
Sheridan: Please, god. Please put Marty in my arms soon.
Luis: Beth? Hello?
Beth: Oh, my god. We're caught. There's not way out. I'm going to lose my son.
Beth: Shh. It's ok.
On the Next Passions:
Theresa: I'm going to find the proof that Gwen and Rebecca sent the information to the tabloid.
Beth: Oh, my god. I'm caught.
Ned: Hey, sis. What's happening?
Fancy: That's right, Gwen. Alert the media. Fancy Crane has come home.
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