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Noah: Ugh! The girl's such bad news. God, why did she go in there, and she's going to get us both killed. Fancy!
Fancy: Go away!
Noah: Come on, what is wrong with you? I'm trying to save you.
Fancy: How? By setting fire to this club while I'm inside? Don't deny it! I saw the gasoline can, and I smelled gas on you. You set the fire!
Noah: Let's talk about this outside, ok, when we're not being barbecued. We got to get out of here now!
Fancy: I won't go anywhere with you!
Noah: Come on. Hey, come on.
Fancy: Wait -- what are you doing? Are you trying to kill me? Put me down!
Noah: Come on, let's get out of here!
Fancy: Put me down!
Noah: Come on --
Fancy: Let me go! Are you trying to kill me?
Martin: I love you, Katherine. I'll always love you.
Pilar: I spoke to Father Lonigan. He'd be thrilled to renew our wedding vows. We can do it right away. We just need to decide if we want it to be private or make it a big event. What do you think?
Martin: Whatever you want is fine.
Pilar: Let's be clear about something, Martin. If we are to renew our vows, it has to be because you want to make this marriage work. If it's only because you want to help Katherine, forget it. I've done without you for years, and I can do it again. I will do nothing to help that woman.
Martin: Pilar, you -- you have my word on it. I'm not doing this for Katherine. I mean, yeah, part of the reason is to help Luis and Sheridan because of Alistair's threats, but mostly it's for you -- for us. Now, I want to start fresh. I want to rebuild our marriage.
Pilar: All right. I just want it to be clear. I don't want Katherine to haunt our future together or be part of our decisions. And I don't want her name mentioned in this house ever again. Agreed?
Mrs. Wallace: One there, got my gin. Yep. Ok. Oh -- mmm --
Precious. Why did you have to leave me? Because no one could pack a suitcase
like you could -- no one! You see, Sheridan and Luis know everything, everything
that Beth has done, and half the police in the country are going to be out
looking for her. Oh, god, it's just a matter of time before they're going to be
out looking for me, too -- and that's not fair! I did not mean to be an
accessory to kidnapping and attempted murder and blackmail and all those evil
things that Beth has done. Oh, my goodness. I have got to make a very quick
TV announcer: We interrupt this program to ask the public's help with a kidnapping in progress. Anyone who has seen this woman, Beth Wallace, or this child, Martin Lopez-Fitzgerald, both of Harmony, contact the police immediately. The woman is considered dangerous.
Mrs. Wallace: Wow. Beth's photo was on TV! I told her she should have it retouched, but she was too cheap. Now it's going to be everywhere. Oh, no. Once they start looking for me, my photograph's going to be absolutely everywhere, too. Anyplace I go, they're going to track me down. Oh, no, no, no, I am doomed, doomed! Absolutely doomed. Unless -- oh! That is it! That's it! I know just where I'm going to go and just the person who's going to help me.
[Mrs. Wallace guffaws]
Tabitha: Back, Fluffy! Back! Mommy's sorry, but she's all out of Friskies! Back! Back! Stay! Stay! Stay! Back! Back! Oh, damn it! Oh, I should have gone to that supermarket. Last time I ran out of Friskies, Fluffy ate the pizza delivery boy, and all that spicy food just isn't good for a kitty's digestion. Hey, hey, back! Back, Fluffy! Back -- oh -- oh, Endora, Mommy needs your help. Fluffy wants her Friskies!
Tabitha: Oh. Isn't that sweet? My snarling kitty has her Friskies, and all is right with the world. Oh, thank you, Endora. You can go back to sleep now. Oh. Oh, how nice to have some time to myself. Oh, yum, yum -- nacho cheese. Oh -- mmm. Oh, beer and popcorn -- what a marvelous combination. Oh, wouldn't Mommy disapprove? Ah. Prime-time viewing at its best. That's what I like about you, bowl. No summer reruns. Oh, I can't wait to see what's happening in Harmony. All these delicious goings-on between Beth and Sheridan and Luis -- huh -- there's bound to be some major explosion tonight.
Sheridan: No, no, we can't give up. We have to find Marty.
We have to find my son.
Luis: Sheridan, Sheridan --
Sheridan: No, Luis, I know that he's here, all right? I can feel it!
Luis: Ok, I believe you that he was here, but Sam and I have searched the entire estate, ok? Maybe Marty isn't here anymore.
Sheridan: Marty is here. I heard him. Beth and Marty are here. We just have to find them.
Beth: You can forget about it, Sher-Sher, because our father hid me and Marty so you can never find us. And it won't be long until we're safely out of the country, where we're going to disappear forever. So, you may have won Luis -- at least for now -- but I've won your son. I have Marty, and someday I'm going to have Luis, too.
Beth: You lose, Sheridan! I got Marty, and one day I'm going to get Luis, too. See, you are never going to see your baby again, because we're going to disappear forever.
Tabitha: Hmm. My, that girl would feel right at home with my old pals in the basement. Pity she's leaving the country. Oh, I could use some of her deliciously deranged evil to further some of my own little projects.
Sheridan: Look, all of you, you have to believe me. Marty is somewhere in this house, and I'm not leaving until I get my son back. Luis, you believe me, don't you?
Luis: Sheridan, of course I believe you. But Sam and I have looked all over the estate and nothing.
Sheridan: I know Marty is here. I can feel it.
Luis: Ok. Ok, fine. Sam, call in the state troopers. We'll get dozens of men back up here and search the entire estate.
Alistair: You will do no such thing, Luis. I've been very magnanimous by allowing you to search my home, my grounds, only because of my daughter. And you've been trespassing. You have no search warrant. So, therefore, you have no rights here. And I want you to leave, and if you don't leave, I will call my security people to come here and throw you out.
Luis: Now, let me tell you something. We're not going anywhere. And we're not going anywhere until you tell me where Beth and Marty are.
Pilar: I don't want a big ceremony. But I would like to
have all of the children be there and our friends.
Martin: Sounds fine. Yeah.
Pilar: Oh, Martin -- all the children. I can't believe Antonio won't be there. We both missed so much of his life. I thank god every day that at least I got the chance to know him as an adult when he came back to Harmony. He was a fine young man.
Pilar: You would have been proud of him. I don't know. Maybe Miguel will come back for the ceremony.
Pilar: I can't wait for you to meet him. He's smart and handsome, and he's got such a good heart. His love for Charity reminds me of what we once had.
Martin: You know, before you start making all these plans, you might want to realize that the children may not be very happy about this. I mean, Luis and Theresa will be downright angry. I mean, they may never forgive me for having left you. They hate me.
Pilar: Well, only because they loved you so much. I don't know. I pray that in time they will learn to love you again. I mean, once they see how committed you are to making this marriage work, to putting this family back together, they'll come around.
Martin: I hope so.
Pilar: And once they see that you are committed to keeping Katherine out of our lives for good -- I mean, that would help. She's the main reason Luis and Theresita can't forgive you. But now that she's gone forever I pray that the children will learn to accept you back into their lives.
Katherine: Pilar. It's Katherine Crane. I'm sorry, but I need to talk to Martin now.
Pilar: Katherine? How dare you call my home! We don't ever want to hear from you again. You are out of my husband's life and our lives for good!
Fancy: Let me go! Put me down!
Noah: Oh, you got it, fancy pants. Ugh!
Fancy: Oh! That hurt, you idiot!
Noah: Whew. "Why, thank you, kind sir, for pulling me from that burning building. You saved my life."
Fancy: "Saved my life"? You tried to kill me!
Noah: Oh, give me a break. I did no such thing.
Fancy: You stink of gasoline. I know you started that fire. Arson and murder? What are you doing here, anyway? After all you said in Vegas about how we had to split up, how we could never be seen together again, and then you come back here to Harmony to follow me? I thought you were going home! You're nothing but a big fat liar, aren't you? You work for those mobsters, the ones at the hotel with the dead guy and the money -- my money, by the way, which you forced me to give to those nuns.
Noah: You --
Fancy: Were they in on it, too? Were they mobster nuns? God, Preston kept barking at you. He knows. He's a good judge of character. I should have listened to him and known you were a sleazebag. So why are you here? Did you come back here to rub me out? Ha! Like that's going to happen. Well? Answer me.
Noah: Do you ever stop talking?
Fancy: I'm just getting started.
Noah: Look, I didn't know you were in the club.
Fancy: But you started it, didn't you? Well? Admit it. You started the fire.
Noah: Look, Fancy, it's not what you think, ok?
Fancy: Oh, that's it. I am out of here. I'm calling the police.
Noah: No, don't -- wait -- damn it!
Tabitha: Run, Noah, run! But be careful. You might catch a tiger by the tail.
Tabitha: What's going on? I didn't change the channel.
Tabitha: Oh, no. Edna's heavenly altar. That can't be good. What's happening?
Tabitha: No. Oh, well, yes, yes, I know. Well, it's a warning, I can see that, but a warning about what? What? What's going on here?
Tabitha: Oh, rats and bats! What the hell is Edna Wallace doing here? Oh -- fine time to take a five. Damn! Why is Edna here? Oh, oh, if she's brought any of her pesky angels with her, then I'll have a fight between good and evil right on my own front doorstep!
[Pounding on door]
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, Tabby! Open up! I know you're in there!
Tabitha: Ooh! Oh, now get a grip, Tabitha. No need for that silly old woman to ruffle your feathers. Let me see if I can --
Tabitha: Oh, Edna, dear. A bit late for visiting, isn't it?
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, I've always been a night owl. So, what you got going on in here, Tabby?
Tabitha: Oh, well, I'm just watching a bit of TV.
Mrs. Wallace: Uh-huh.
Tabitha: And what can I do for you, Edna?
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, plenty. Now, you know that I have lived in this town a long, long, long time, and there have always been these rumors about you.
Tabitha: Oh, yes, I've heard plenty of rumors about you, too, dear.
Mrs. Wallace: Well, yeah. I have been around the block a number of times. I won't deny that. But are the rumors about you true?
Tabitha: Careful, Edna. Curiosity killed the cat.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh. Nothing's going to harm me, toots. See, whenever I'm in trouble, I just pray to my heavenly angels, and they protect me, remember? But, look, the point is this -- I need your help. See, my daughter, Bethie -- she's done some -- oh, boy -- some awful, awful things.
Tabitha: Yes, so I heard. I believe the police are looking for her even as we speak.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, yeah, and I'm afraid that any minute now they're going to be coming after me, so -- I need a place to hide out, and your cozy little cottage is just the ticket!
Pilar: Don't you ever call this house again, Katherine. You
are out of my husband's life and my life forever.
Katherine: Please, Pilar. I know you hate me, but I need to talk to Martin now.
Pilar: Hate you? You're nothing to me. And now you're nothing to Martin.
Katherine: Look, it's an emergency. It's a crisis. Sheridan and Luis --
Pilar: If this is about Rachel's death, I know. Alistair told me weeks ago.
Katherine: Alistair told you? Well, no, it's not about that, Pilar. It's about your grandson Marty.
Pilar: Marty? What's wrong?
Katherine: Sheridan was right. The D.N.A. test proves that Marty is her son. Beth is the one who kidnapped Sheridan and held in her in that pit. She's the one who stole Marty.
Pilar: Oh, my god.
Martin: What -- what's wrong?
Pilar: Marty is Sheridan's son. Listen.
Katherine: Look, I don't have time for details right now, but somehow Beth found out that Luis and Sheridan learned the truth. Beth is on the run with Marty, and Luis and Sheridan are certain that Alistair is helping them and that he's got them hidden somewhere here in the mansion.
Martin: I'll kill him.
Katherine: Oh, well, Martin, I think Luis will beat you to it. I'm so worried. Things are so bad here.
Martin: We should go.
Pilar: Ok. Let's go.
Martin: We'll be right there!
Katherine: Oh, please hurry, Martin. I need you.
Alistair: I'll have your badge for this, too, Luis.
Luis: Good. Now tell me where they are. You tell me where you're hiding Beth and Marty now.
Sheridan: Please, Father, please!
Alistair: What did I tell you, Sheridan? Cranes don't beg.
Sheridan: For god's sake, Father, I am your own daughter. Why are you keeping my child from me? Now tell me where Marty is!
Alistair: All right. Enough is enough. I'll tell you.
Beth: No! No, Alistair, you can't tell!
Fancy: Get away from me!
Fancy: Fine! You caught me. Now what? Get off me!
Noah: Not until you shut up for two seconds and listen to me.
Fancy: I don't want to hear anything from you.
Noah: Ugh! Listen! I'm not trying to kill you. But you're right. I did set that fire.
Fancy: So you're a thief and a firebug?
Noah: And for good reason, all right? The guy who owns that place is a sleazebag. Look, he got my baby sister hooked on drugs and then he raped her.
Fancy: You're kidding.
Noah: I only kid when something's funny. Believe me, I didn't know anyone was in that club when I lit the fire, all right? I just wanted to, you know, put that pig out of action. Look, it's the truth.
Fancy: Let me up.
Fancy: Charming -- sitting in the street in the middle of downtown Harmony. You do take me to the nicest places.
Noah: Anything for you, milady.
Fancy: If your sister was raped, anything you do to get her justice is ok by me. Oh, I still get chills thinking about that guy from Vegas, and he never really got to first base. But that still doesn't explain why you followed me here to Harmony.
Noah: Whoa. I followed you? No, you followed me.
Fancy: Oh, right, like I've ever followed a guy in my life.
Noah: Why would I follow you anywhere, huh?
Fancy: Please. I'm more than beautiful, I'm gorgeous, sexy --
Noah: And rich.
Fancy: There's that, too. You were interested in me the first time you saw me.
Noah: Man, first, you think I want to kill you, then you think I want to make love to you.
Fancy: Well, don't you?
Noah: Which? Kill you or make love to you?
Fancy: A little of both, I guess?
Noah: Killing you is awfully tempting.
Fancy: I knew it! You can't be trusted. I knew you were after me.
Noah: Hey, can't you take a joke? Jeez, you're the most exasperating woman I've ever met in my life. But you're right, all right? Sometimes I don't know whether to kill you or kiss you.
Fancy: Take your pick.
Mrs. Wallace: Yep. I need a safe house, and this is it!
Tabitha: So you want me to hide you from the police here? Have you lost your blooming mind?
Mrs. Wallace: So they say, but that's beside the point.
Tabitha: But why would you want to stay here?
Mrs. Wallace: Because it's the perfect hideout. Everybody in this town avoids this place because of all the weird goings-on, you know. No, nobody in this town wants to come to this house.
Tabitha: Well, then, why did you?
Mrs. Wallace: Because nobody will look for me here. It's safe. And then when I sneak my altar over here, it'll be 100% safe!
Mrs. Wallace: Ooh. What was that?
Sheridan: Father, tell me. Prove to me that you are not an
utter monster and tell me where Beth and Marty are.
Alistair: But I've told you repeatedly I don't know.
Beth: Oh. Thank you, daddy. I should have known you'd never give me away.
Sheridan: You said that you would tell me what I need to know.
Alistair: Oh, what you need to know is you're a fool and a disgrace to the name of Crane.
Katherine: You bastard.
Alistair: Bennett, did you or did you not search the entire estate?
Sam: That's Chief Bennett to you. Yes, we did.
Alistair: And did you find anything?
Alistair: Then I guess you've all satisfied your curiosity. So none of you should stay here any longer. A Lopez-Fitzgerald reunion.
Pilar: Have you found Marty?
Luis: No. We've searched everywhere, and we've found nothing.
Sheridan: He's here. I'm telling you, I heard Marty through the walls!
Sam: Sheridan, we've searched everywhere. There's nothing.
Pilar: Oh, dear god. Wait, wait, wait. Wait.
Pilar: The secret rooms.
Alistair: The woman's mad.
Pilar: No. There are secret rooms in this mansion, Luis.
Sam: Pilar, how do you know that?
Pilar: Look, years ago, Alistair sent the family away on a Mediterranean cruise, and he had contractors come in from Switzerland to build these secret rooms that only he knew about.
Alistair: That's absurd.
Luis: Shut up. Go on.
Pilar: Well, he kept everyone away from the mansion except the workers, but because I was the head housekeeper, I was in charge of feeding those men and housing them, and I -- I overheard them talking. I didn't say anything, because it wasn't any of business, but it is my business now. So if he's hiding Beth and Marty, they're in one of those secret rooms. Trust me.
Beth: I'm done for. Oh, god. They're going to find me. They're going to find me.
Tabitha: Oh -- oh, that -- that's just my pipes.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh?
Tabitha: This is an old house. I really have to get the plumber in. But anyway, as much as I'd like to help you, dear, I'm afraid it's impossible. I have a full house. I have Kay and two babies upstairs, so there simply is no room at the inn! Come along.
Mrs. Wallace: No, no, Tabitha, Tabitha, please, you have got to help me! I am in danger!
Tabitha: Oh, Edna, don't go overboard. Even if the police are looking for you, I don't think my house is as safe as you think it is.
Mrs. Wallace: Sure, it is. Let me tell you something, Tabs. Don't mean to hurt your feelings, but people are afraid of you, so nobody's going to look for me here.
Tabitha: Oh -- I'm insulted. I'm just a nice little old lady.
Mrs. Wallace: How old? Come on. You haven't changed since I was in grade school, and that is well over -- well, it was just a few years ago. Anyhow, then whammo -- boom -- you're pregnant?
Tabitha: Really. Well, I can't help it if I have good genes, can I? My youthful appearance has alway-- what are you doing down there?
Mrs. Wallace: Well, if you're not going to help me, I have got to ask my angels, so hear me, o angels of god!
Tabitha: Stop. Stop! Don't use those words in here.
Mrs. Wallace: Oh, god, what is -- what is going on here?
Tabitha: Choice of words. Choice of words.
Mrs. Wallace: Dear lord?
Tabitha: No -- I told you. I told you not to use those words, you stupid fool!
Mrs. Wallace: Testing, testing, one, two, three -- praise god! Whoa. Praise holy god. Praise all the saints and angels, Jehovah, almighty, all the angels in heaven! Glory, glory, glory glory, glory glory to god in heaven oh, angels, angels, angels -- angels in heaven protect me protect me
Tabitha: Stop! Stop it, Edna! Oh, you stupid fool!
Mrs. Wallace: Well, well, well, well, well. So the rumors are true. You, Tabitha Lenox, are a bona fide witch! Wow!
Luis: Where are they? Where are these secret rooms?
Pilar: I don't know. I'm sorry. I never saw the blueprints, but I know that these hidden rooms exist. He knows where every entrance and exit is, don't you?
Luis: Where are they, Alistair?
Alistair: I've never heard such utter nonsense. I'm going to call security, have you all thrown out of here.
Luis: Now, you listen to me. We are not going anywhere. You hear me? Not until we find Marty. So you can either tell me where he is or we're going to tear this place down brick by brick.
Alistair: No, you're not. I'm going to call the commissioner, the mayor. You cannot destroy any of my property.
Sam: We won't have to. I'll call in my technicians. They have the equipment to check these walls for empty spaces. Don't worry, they'll find those secret rooms without tearing this place up. If they don't exist, you have nothing to worry about.
Alistair: Do what you like. You won't find anything.
Beth: No, no. They'll find me. What do I do? Where do I go? I don't even know how to get out of here. Oh, god, no, no. Don't do this to me. I won't be able to tell where they're at, how close they are. Oh, dear god, if Alistair doesn't get us out of here soon, Luis and Sheridan are going to find us.
Fancy: Make up your mind, Neddy. Kiss me or kill me.
Noah: I -- what I want to do is -- get us out of here.
Fancy: Oh, what is wrong with you?
Noah: Listen, we've got to go, all right? Someone must have reported that fire by now. We can't be here when the cops or the fire department show up.
Fancy: You don't listen. I said I wouldn't go anywhere with you. I don't trust you. What if you are working for those mobsters from Vegas? I mean, you followed me all the way here to Harmony.
Noah: Don't give me that, all right? You're the one who followed me.
Fancy: Me follow you? I don't follow anyone, ever. I lead the way. And besides, I'm the one who lives here in Harmony.
Noah: Wait. So do I.
Fancy: You're kidding.
Noah: No. All my life.
Fancy: Me, too.
Noah: You're kidding.
Noah and Fancy: Who are you?
Sam: Taylor, anything yet?
Taylor: Give me a chance, Chief. This place is bigger than a museum.
Pilar: You should know, Mrs. Crane, that Martin and I -- we are renewing our wedding vows in church.
Katherine: I know.
Pilar: And not just because of Alistair's threat. We are both committed to making this marriage work.
Katherine: I'm glad for you, Pilar. I hope the two of you will be very happy.
Pilar: We will be if you stay away. That's my husband. God joined us together. Stay away from him and stay away from my family.
Alistair: Another warning from the lovely Pilar? If I were you, I'd listen to her, because if you don't, Sheridan is the one who will suffer.
Katherine: Oh, haven't you made Sheridan suffer enough? What depths will you stoop to torture your fellow man?
Alistair: Test me and you'll find out.
Luis: Nothing yet?
Taylor: Luis, I promise. If I find something, you'll be the first to know.
Luis: All right.
Sheridan: This is it. Over here. Come here! When I knock on the wall, it sounds hollow!
Sheridan: I told you that this is it. We found it. We found the room.
[Knocking on door]
Fancy: Who are you?
Noah: Whoa, I asked you first.
Fancy: No. I asked you first.
Noah: I --
Fancy: Never mind. Here come the cops.
Noah: Well, not that way. You'll run right into them, all right?
Fancy: I want to. I think I need their help.
Fancy: I have to admit, you are a pound and a half of eye candy, but I don't trust you. I know you followed me here to Harmony, so maybe I was right. Maybe you did try to kill me when you set fire to that place.
Noah: You're crazy. Look, I told you the truth, all right?
Fancy: If you say so. I'm not sticking around to find out. I'm getting help. Let go of me. I'll scream.
Noah: Yeah, you do that, honey.
Mrs. Wallace: People in this town have been whispering
about you since -- well, funny, I can't remember when. The rumor is true. You
are a witch!
Tabitha: Oh, don't be absurd, Edna! A witch in this day and age? Oh, the idea is preposterous!
Mrs. Wallace: A witch, a card-carrying, spell-casting, toad-swallowing, broom flying witch.
Tabitha: Actually, I haven't ridden a broom since they invented the automob-- oops.
Mrs. Wallace: Gotcha. Hey, Tabs, so what does that make your little girl?
Tabitha: You leave my daughter out of this.
Mrs. Wallace: Hey, chill out, calm down. No harm here, ok? Now that I know you're a witch, I'm going to be calling the shots, toots. So, you are going to let me hide here for as long as I like.
Tabitha: I am going to do nothing of the sort.
Mrs. Wallace: Okey-dokey, then it looks like I'm just going to have to tell everyone that I know who and what you are. I think I'll start with Father Lonigan. Oh, do you know if they still burn witches in the center of town?
Tabitha: Oh, Edna, who's going to believe you? Everybody knows you're gaga. And the police are looking for you. You'll be in jail. Or better still, the nut house. Do you know I could cast a spell that would make those doctors give you Norma as a roommate?
Mrs. Wallace: Don't try it, sister. I am moving in here, and you are going to let me.
Tabitha: Who's going to make me, huh?
Mrs. Wallace: Well, if you don't, I am going to park my altar right outside your front door, and all my saints and angels in heaven are going to help me and come to my aid with one prayer from me!
[Mrs. Wallace guffaws]
Mrs. Wallace: So, are you hearing that, whoever you are down there? My buddy Tabitha here -- yep, she's going to be helping me, or my posse of angels is going to come here and is going to destroy all evil! Ha! You have no choice.
Beth: Don't worry, ok? Everything's going to be just fine
-- here you go -- because my daddy, Alistair -- he's going to protect us. And
soon we're going to go on a long, long trip out of the country, ok? You'll like
that, won't you? So that that nasty Sheridan can never find us. Your granddaddy
Alistair will protect us, ok? We don't have to worry, because he doesn't like
Beth: What was that? Oh, my god. Oh. Have they found us?
Taylor: It's hollow back there.
Sheridan: This is it. We found it. We found the secret room.
Luis: How do we get in there?
Alistair: I have no idea what you're talking about, and I have never heard such drivel in my life.
Luis: There's a room in there, and you're going to tell me how to get in there, or I swear to you I will tear that wall down. Answer me. Fine. Have it your way.
Alistair: You better stop this lunatic, Chief Bennett, if you value your job.
Sheridan: Quickly, Luis. Hurry, Luis, please! Get Marty! Get my son!
Beth: No. You can't take my son. Ah. Shh, shh.
Fancy: Who are you?
Officer: That's what I'd like to know. You're under arrest.
Sheridan: It's over, Beth. You won't get away from me now. I want my child back.
Rebecca: There is nothing to worry about. There's nothing for Theresa to find.
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