Tuesday 7/19/05--Canada; Wednesday 7/20/05--USA
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Pilar: Eres el hijo del Diablo. You tell that driver of yours to turn around and get away from my house because my little girl is not going anywhere with you.
Alistair: But, Pilar, she asked me to go out with her.
Pilar: You listen to me, you sick, perverted, old man -- I raised my daughter right. She's a good girl, and she's not going anywhere with a monster like you.
Alistair: I didn't hold a gun to her head, Pilar. Maybe you should ask her.
Pilar: Theresa, tu dime la verdad, mija. Did you ask Alistair out on a date? Did you?
Theresa: I did.
Pilar: My god. You know where all his dates end, don't you? In his bed.
Theresa: Not me. But I would pay just about any other price to get Ethan and Jane back.
Fancy: You big jerk! This is all your fault!
Noah: Hey, get her off of me, all right?
Ivy: Fancy, stop, stop!
Fancy: How'd that feel, Ned or Noah or whatever your name is today?
Ethan: Fancy, enough, ok?
Fancy: No, back off, Ethan. You are a nightmare! This whole thing is your fault! You're the one who got me involved with those thugs from Las Vegas.
Sam: Wait, wait a minute. What thugs?
Noah: Hey, you're the one who's a trouble magnet, all right?
Fancy: You are the bad guy here, not me.
Ethan: No, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sam: Hey, just stop it! Stop this right now!
Fox: You can thank me now.
Kay: For what?
Fox: For cushioning your fall.
Kay: Thank a Crane? Please.
Fox: I guess that means you're not going to apologize for hitting me?
Fox: Hmm. Oh. Careful.
Kay: Let go of me.
Kay: What are you doing?
Fox: Well, you said, "let me go."
Tabitha: Oh, my darling little demon.
Endora: Bubbles! Hot!
Tabitha: Mm-hmm. Your Auntie Kay is falling into her next entanglement, and we're here to watch it from the get-go. Pay attention, my sweet. There's more trouble brewing in Harmony. And thanks to our magic bowl, we've got ringside seats. Mm-hmm.
Luis: God, would you just -- would you please listen to me, ok? I need your help getting my son back from this evil, conniving -- please just help me get my son back. I need to bring him back to Sheridan. She's hurting so badly, and it's killing me. I need to bring him back to her. She needs me. She really needs me.
Sheridan: Where are you, Marty? Where's that witch taken you? Oh, god. What am I going to do? I've lost my little boy. Luis failed me. He had a chance to stop Beth, but he didn't. And now he says that he's going to go after them, but I know my father. He's not going to let Luis find Marty. Luis is just going to search and search, and my father's going to make him fail. Oh, god. I've lost Luis and I've lost my son! My life is over.
Sheridan: I remember before you were taken from me, I remember I stared into your eyes and I memorized your face, and I swore --
Sheridan: That I would never forget you. Yeah, your eyes. I swore I would never forget you, and I haven't. I will find a way to get you back if it is the last thing that I do. Marty. My little boy. God, where are you?
Luis: Please, god, help me bring my son back to Sheridan. Hasn't she suffered enough already? I'll never understand why you let bad things happen to good people. The woman's practically a saint on earth. Then there's her father, Alistair. The man's the devil. Yet he gets away with everything. He should be punished for his sins. He should be put down. Just give me a sign. Just give me a sign that you give me your blessing to kill him.
Father Lonigan: Never talk like that to God. He will take care of Alistair in his own time. It's not your job.
Pilar: Have you lost your mind? You cannot go out with Alistair.
Martin: Absolutely not. Are you kidding me? My daughter out on the town with the man who has ruined our chance for normal lives?
Theresa: I was hoping you wouldn't have found out until after I left.
Pilar: Well, it's too late for that. You can't go.
Theresa: He's going to help me get Jane back.
Martin: Not at that price.
Pilar: Oh, my god, you listen to your father, please? He's right. Stop this nonsense. It's depraved. Pray, just pray for guidance. Pray that god will give you a solution to your problems, Theresa.
Theresa: You think I haven't prayed? I pray every day and every night. I pray that God will give me my daughter back. I pray that little Ethan will get his sister back. I pray that Ethan will return to me, that I will have my family. But it's very clear that God hasn't answered me. He never answers me.
Pilar: That is not true. God answers all our prayers. Perhaps his silence is your answer, Theresa.
Theresa: Or maybe God only helps those who help themselves, and that is what I've decided to do.
Martin: No. I'm your father and I forbid it.
Theresa: You forbid it? You don't have a say in what I do. You abandoned us when I was just a child. Why Mama has taken you back, it's beyond me.
Pilar: Theresa --
Theresa: You know what? But it's her business, just like my children are my business. I'm a grown woman and I can do as I please.
Pilar: Theresa, have you lost your mind? My god, you know the extent of that man's evil. He has toyed with every single life in this town and destroyed it. Now, I am telling you, Theresa, he will trick you and he will destroy you, too.
Theresa: No. My eyes are open.
Pilar: Oh, my god.
Theresa: He will not hurt me.
Pilar: Please, how can you be this stupid?
Theresa: I'm going to do what I have to do to get Jane back.
Pilar: And Ethan, another woman's husband? You have no shame, Theresa.
Alistair: Pilar, are you still there? I'd like to talk to my date.
Theresa: Hello, Alistair.
Alistair: Oh. Good evening, my dear. Did you receive my flowers?
Theresa: Yes, I did. And they are gorgeous.
Alistair: Oh, I'm so pleased you liked them. I'll be picking you up shortly, but I sent another little surprise gift for you.
Theresa: Really? Well, I look forward to it.
Alistair: I can't wait to see you. A bientot.
Katherine: You lecherous, old fool! How can you do this?
Alistair: Jealous, my dear?
Katherine: Jealous? I'm sickened.
Alistair: You could always join her. I think she would benefit from your experience.
Katherine: Oh, don't be absurd, Alistair.
Alistair: You know, it's been a long time since I enjoyed a threesome.
Katherine: I'd rather be dead. And Theresa will, too, when you're finished with her.
Pilar: You are a fool, Theresa. Alistair will use you and then he'll throw you out. This is madness. Please don't do it!
Fancy: Nobody talks to me like that.
Noah: Ow! Get her off me!
Ethan: Fancy, come on, that's enough. What are you doing?
Fancy: It's not nearly enough. I'll kill him!
Ofc. McNally: Lady, we don't condone violence in Harmony, ok, especially not in the middle of the police precinct. We have the right to charge her with assault, even though she is Alistair Crane's granddaughter.
Noah: Yeah, I get your message. No, I don't want to press charges.
Fancy: You don't dare.
Noah: Or maybe I will. I'd love to see you spend a month or two inside of a jail cell. You could get that little rat dog of yours a matching jump suit.
Fancy: I'm not the one who deserves to go to jail.
Noah: Nah, I won't press charges. I don't want to waste my time.
Gwen: Honey, where are you? I've been looking all over for you.
Ethan: Gwen. Oh, I'm at the police station.
Ethan: Well, my half sister Jessica, she -- she got into trouble again. She ran off, and I was helping Noah and Dad try to find her and we ran into Spike.
Gwen: Oh, that sleazy club owner?
Ethan: Yeah, well, he's not a club owner anymore, but we got into a little fight.
Gwen: Are you ok?
Ethan: Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about me. But Jessica got hurt and she's charged the three of us with assault.
Gwen: Wait, against her own father and brothers?
Ethan: You bet. And Ivy and Fancy bailed us out.
Gwen: My god.
Ethan: Yeah. Listen, how's Sheridan doing?
Gwen: It's bad, Ethan, it's really bad. You know, Sheridan is furious with Luis, and then Beth called from some private jet just to torment her. You know, she's gone god knows where with Marty, and Sheridan thinks Luis just let her get away on purpose.
Ethan: Oh, no.
Gwen: Yeah, and what's worse is that, you know, Sheridan, she kicked Luis out of the house and told him to go find Marty and bring him home or not come home at all.
Ethan: Damn it. I don't believe this.
Gwen: We need to be with her, honey. She needs her friends right now.
Ethan: All right, listen, I'll meet you at the cottage as soon as I can get there. I love you. Bad news. Looks like Beth escaped from Harmony with Marty for sure, no doubt with Alistair's help, and Luis has left town to search for them.
Fancy: Why does everyone blame my grandfather for everything? He's a sweetie pie.
Sam: Maybe someday you'll wise up to a lot of things, young lady.
Ethan: Listen, I'm going to go meet Gwen at the cottage, ok? I think she needs our help.
Sam: Listen, tell her we're praying for her, ok?
Ethan: I will.
Sam: You said something earlier about Noah getting involved with some thugs in Las Vegas.
Ivy: Yes, she fobbed me off earlier. What happened?
Noah: It's no big deal, Dad. We overstayed our welcome at a hotel.
Sam: What does that mean?
Noah: It's nothing to worry about. Right, Fancy?
Tabitha: Look here. Your Auntie Kay's temper has got her in trouble again. She -- she deserved to fall on her bum like that. Silly girl. She could do a lot worse than Fox Crane. If she can only keep her big mouth shut, huh?
Fox: Need some help?
Kay: So you can let me fall and hurt myself again? Not likely.
Fox: Well, good luck, then.
Pilar: Theresa, please think about all the times that that man has hurt this family. You get him back on the phone right now and you tell him not to come!
Theresa: I can't do that.
Martin: No, you obey your mother.
Theresa: Just butt out of my life!
Martin: Ok, fine. Forget I'm your father for one minute and think of me as Alistair's victim. I've spent half my life on the run from him. How can you possibly ignore that and go into this man's arms?
Theresa: It is just a date.
Martin: No, no, you're not getting it! The man doesn't date women, he takes them! And if they struggle, he rapes them.
Pilar: You know, Theresa, if you are so adamant about dating Alistair, why did you throw away his flowers?
Theresa: I didn't. Whitney did because she wanted me to cancel, too.
Pilar: Good for her. You should listen to your friend.
Theresa: No! And I'm not going to listen to you two, either.
Theresa: What are you doing?
Pilar: I don't know, Theresa. I mean, you can't be this stupid to believe Alistair's lies, so I'm thinking maybe you're running a fever and that's why you're thinking like this!
Theresa: No, I'm not sick, Mama. I'm thinking straight for the first time in a long time. Everyone fights Alistair, and what does it get them? Absolutely nothing. So if I play along with him, maybe I can get Jane back, maybe I can get Ethan back, and maybe I can get a lot more.
Martin: You're a fool. I mean, can't you see how dangerous this man is? My god, the man drove his own wife away.
Theresa: Yes, right into your arms.
Pilar: Theresa, I will not have that talk in this house.
Theresa: You want me to sweep the truth under the rug? Don't you lecture me about Alistair, Papa. Because you got exactly what you wanted from him. You got his wife, Katherine.
Pilar: Enough, Theresa. I may not like the woman, but your father's life, her life, my life -- all of us have been ruined because of that despicable man that you want to date. Now, you think about Luis and Sheridan. He kidnapped his own grandson. My god, your brother's leaving Harmony to go find him, and that may never happen. And he may lose Sheridan because of it.
Theresa: And it kills me that Luis is in pain and Sheridan. But don't you see? They have fought Alistair at every turn and they have lost. If I play along with him, he's going to reward me. I'm going to get Jane back, I'm going to get Ethan back, and maybe I can convince him to tell me where Marty is and I can get Marty back for Luis and Sheridan.
Pilar: You cannot possibly believe that.
Theresa: I can hope, can't I?
Pilar: You're dreaming. No one beats Alistair at his game. No one, Theresa.
Alistair: Why do you always resort to violence, Katherine? That's what you get for wasting your time with the lower classes.
Katherine: You're a monster. You're an old monster. It's obscene that you're going after young, innocent women like Theresa.
Alistair: "Innocent"? You'd have to rewrite history, Katherine. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald may be many things -- beautiful, sensuous, hot-tempered -- but innocent? Never. She had a bastard child with my son, Julian, then had another bastard child with Ethan, who was considered my grandson most of his life. Now, why can't I take a crack at her? That way, she could go through three full generations of Crane men. Huh? She's saving the best for last -- me.
Katherine: You're revolting. You know, the only comfort I take for myself every day is the sure knowledge that you're going to burn in hell for eternity. You're like some evil spider that preys on the young, innocent victims in your web -- me, Rachel.
Alistair: Rachel? Don't you dare talk to me about Rachel. I loved her.
Katherine: Hmm. But you couldn't get her to love you, could you, Alistair? That's why you kept her prisoner for so many years.
Alistair: Until your daughter killed her.
Katherine: Yes. Is that why you hate Sheridan so much? Because she killed your precious Rachel? Is that why you got Beth to kidnap your own grandson, to destroy Sheridan, your own child?
Alistair: What I do and what I feel is none of your affair, Katherine.
Katherine: Are you happy with yourself, Alistair?
Alistair: Indeed I am.
Katherine: You'll burn in hell, old man.
Father Lonigan: Alistair Crane is an evil man, Luis. I understand your anger.
Luis: Do you? It's because of him that my child is gone and the woman that I love has rejected me. The man deserves death.
Father Lonigan: That is not for you to judge, and violence is never the answer.
Luis: Yeah, well, what does a priest know about it? Huh, Father? Tell me. I'm a cop, ok? I deal with violence every day, and sometimes it's the only answer. Alistair deserves to die for what he's done to Sheridan.
Sheridan: Sleeping pills. Forgot I had these.
Sheridan: I am so tired.
Sam: Out with it. What happened in Vegas?
Noah: It's like I said, we overstayed our welcome at a hotel, that's all, over and done with. Don't listen to her. She exaggerates everything. I think she's prone to hysteria.
Fancy: Hysterical? Me?
Ivy: Well, he's got you there, Fancy. When she was 5, she used to throw these screaming fits whenever her maid tried to comb the tangles out of her hair. I had to threaten to shave it off with a razor. That shut you up.
Fancy: And you wonder why I never come home.
Sam: So you two aren't talking? I guess what happened in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Ivy: Don't worry, Sam, I'm sure whatever happened, Fancy will tell me eventually.
Sam: Ivy, I appreciate you coming down to bail us out.
Ivy: It was my pleasure, Sam, really. And it was sort of karmic justice that we used the money that Alistair gave Fancy to get you out. I don't know why, but he has always had a soft spot in his heart for her.
Sam: I didn't know the man had a heart.
Fancy: He does. Get your hands off me. Let me go!
Noah: Not a problem, all right? You're hazardous to my health. But, look, thanks for bailing me out, all right, and keeping your mouth shut about Vegas.
Noah: I guess we're even.
Fancy: How do you figure that?
Noah: Hey, I may have been freeloading in Vegas, but I also did my damndest to protect you. Let's not forget you're the one who went looking for trouble at Spike's club.
Fancy: And you're the one who burned it down.
Noah: Pipe down.
Fancy: I should tell your father everything I know about you.
Noah: My father already knows about the club, all right? I just don't want the police to know. And, look, you're the one who got my father fired, remember? Nice move, by the way, running to dear old grandpa to do your dirty work. Look, I don't care about myself, ok, but my dad? You know, he's one of the good guys. All right, he doesn't deserve what's happening to him.
Ivy: Come on, Fancy, I think it's time we got you home, and we need to have a little talk.
Fancy: Forget about it.
Ivy: Come on, Fancy.
Sam: You know, we should get home, too, you know?
Ofc. McNally: One second.
Sam: What's this?
Ofc. McNally: A restraining order. It's a gift from your daughter, Jessica. You must stay at least 100 feet away at all times.
Sam: It'll be difficult to obey, but if that's what she wants.
Noah: What's with that guy, huh?
Sam: You don't want to know. Well, I guess Jessica's put a snag in your plans.
Noah: What do you mean?
Sam: Well, we'll be tried for assault, which means you can't leave town and go back to Vegas or wherever else you were going to go.
Noah: Nah, it's not a problem. I already decided to stay.
Sam: How come?
Noah: Because I can't leave you and Kay here alone to deal with Jessica. She needs me. So I'll stay in Harmony a while, you know, help out.
Tabitha: Fiddlesticks. Just what this town needs -- another Dudley Do-Right, huh? What is wrong with those goody two-shoes Bennett's? I thought when Ivy and Kay got rid of goopy grace it would have put a crimp in their style. But, no, now Noah is moving in to get Jessica back on track. Oh, a wicked witch doesn't seem to have time for anything. Huh?
Kay: Ugh. Well, are you going to help me get up or not?
Fox: I'm thinking.
Fox: Ahem. Easy now. Easy. There you go.
Kay: Ugh! I'm covered with slime!
Fox: Yeah. Yeah, you are. That rotting bait's probably from some day fisherman, you know? It's absolutely disgusting.
Kay: Thank you for all your help.
Fox: Hey, you know, I could've just left your butt here on the wharf, right?
Kay: Fine. No more arguing.
Fox: You haven't changed a bit since we were kids, have you?
Kay: I don't even know you.
Fox: No, but I know you. I remember this Fourth of July party for all of us kids in the town square before I went off to boarding school. I remember because my mom was in charge of-- which meant that Pilar pretty much did all the work. Anyway, she had this huge Mighty Morphin Power Ranger's piņata, you know, and lo and behold, when it was my turn to hit it, I grabbed the pole, I smacked it, it burst right open. And I was having a pretty great day, you know, until you came along, grabbed the pole out of my hand, and started beating me over the head with it.
Kay: That was you?
Fox: That was me, yeah.
Kay: Oh! Now, I was smart as a kid, huh? Well, I only hit you with it because, you know, you were trying to steal all the candy. You didn't want to share it. That's a typical Crane thing.
Fox: Hmm. Well, I've changed a lot since then. But, hey, you know, if you don't like Cranes, then you don't like Cranes. We'll just say au revoir, right, and go our separate ways.
Fox: Well, good. Maybe I'll see you around sometime.
Kay: Ok, fine with me.
Fox: Me, too. That's good.
Fox: Works for me.
Kay: All right.
Fox: See ya.
Kay: Oh, that's Maria's favorite. I can't lose that. Oh, no! I can't quite reach it.
Fox: All right, all right, let me help you, come on.
Gwen: Sheridan? Sheridan, honey, it's me. Are you ok? Sheridan, are you here? Sheridan, are you in there? All right, well, this isn't good.
Gwen: Hey. Can you come in here and help me for a second?
Ethan: Yeah, what is it?
Gwen: Well, Sheridan is in her bedroom. She locked the door. I mean, I'm knocking, but she's not answering.
Ethan: Sheridan. Sheridan, it's Ethan. Open up.
Gwen: Honey, you know how upset she is. What if she does something?
Ethan: Don't even -- don't even go there.
Gwen: Well, we have to. You know how upset she is about Marty. You know how emotional she is. What if she tried to hurt herself?
Ethan: All right, I need a screwdriver. I'll take the door off the hinges.
Gwen: You know what? Actually, I can try and peek in her bedroom window. Sheridan. Thank God you're ok. We were worried about you.
Sheridan: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Gwen: Are you ok?
Sheridan: Yeah, I'll be fine.
Gwen: Why didn't you answer me?
Sheridan: Look, I didn't mean to upset you. I just -- I needed some time alone to think.
Gwen: I really don't think that you should be alone at a time like this. Why don't I spend the night here?
Sheridan: That's sweet of you, Gwen, but I'm fine, really. Actually, I'm going out.
Ethan: Well, where?
Sheridan: Just to get some fresh air. Look, you don't need to worry about me so much.
Ethan: Well, Sheridan, we're going to worry. We love you. You've been through a tragedy.
Sheridan: Thank you. I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine, really.
Gwen: Well, then we'll just wait here for you.
Sheridan: Gwen, there is no need.
Ethan: Why don't you just stay in?
Sheridan: Ethan, I'll be all right, got it? I just need to go speak with him.
Gwen: With Luis?
Sheridan: No, actually, my father. There are some things that I need to settle with him.
Father Lonigan: The rage I hear in your voice, Luis, worries me. Justifiable or not, it will close off your heart to love and to reason.
Luis: Well, I'm in no mood to listen to reason anyway. Let me ask you a question, Father. Can you give me absolution for a sin before it's committed?
Father Lonigan: You know the answer to that, Luis. And if the sin you are considering is murder, you will endanger your immortal soul.
Luis: Yeah, well, I have no soul without Sheridan anyway.
Father Lonigan: Luis, don't go. Don't fight against the will of God!
Theresa: I'm going to get ready.
Pilar: No, you're not. I will lock you in the garage if I have to.
Theresa: Mama, I'm not a child anymore. You can't stop me.
Martin: I can.
Theresa: Where do you get off asserting your parental rights? You're nobody to me. You ran off to Mexico so long ago, I barely even know who you are. You can't make up for lost time. You are not my father and you cannot tell me what to do.
Martin: I am your father. And, yes, I left you all -- believe it or not, to protect you. But I'm back now and, by God, I will do everything in my power to help you in any way that I can. And damn it, keeping you from Alistair Crane is the best protection that any father can offer! That man will bring you nothing but pain!
Theresa: If I keep fighting, he will. Just like he has brought Luis and Sheridan pain because they have fought him at every turn. Well, I'm going to be smarter than that.
Martin: Smart? I've never heard such lunacy in my life. You can't poss--
Martin: I'll get that.
Delivery man: Special delivery for Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald.
Martin: Yeah, I'll take that, thank you.
Pilar: Who's that from? As if I didn't know.
Martin: Of course.
Pilar: Call that delivery man back.
Pilar: Get it out of this house!
Pilar: God. Oh, God, that's something a prostitute would wear.
Theresa: I don't know how he knew my size.
Pilar: I know how, Theresa. Because he knows how to size up any woman, every inch of her! He's made a career of it!
Martin: Your mother's right, and you're taking that dress back.
Theresa: No. No, see, that would be rude. If he wants me to wear this, I'm going to wear it.
Alistair: This could prove to be a very memorable evening.
Theresa: Jane. Jane. You have my baby!
Alistair: Oh, of course I do. Just as I promised.
Theresa: Oh, my --
Alistair: Uh-uh, uh-uh. Aren't you forgetting something?
Theresa: What, sir?
Alistair: Your down payment.
Theresa: Yes. Of course. I just -- I got ahead of myself, sir.
Alistair: Now, where were we?
Theresa: Oh. Oh, you are magnificent! I can't fight it, Mr. Crane! Oh, yes! Oh! Yes! Oh, Mr. Crane, yes!
Alistair: Oh. I can't wait.
Kay: Help me!
Fox: Help you? What the hell are you talking about? You live in Harmony, you don't know how to swim?
Kay: Of course I can swim!
Fox: Well, then what's with all the drama, huh?
Kay: Thanks for all your help! Now I'm all wet!
Fox: Give me your hand.
Kay: God! You Cranes are such creeps! All you do is hurt people!
Fox: Oh, I'm a creep, really?
Fox: There you go. Yeah, I'm a Crane, you're right. We all suck, right?
Tabitha: Your Auntie Kay, she's a bit dim in the romance department, isn't she? Will she never learn, Endora?
Sam: Are you sure you want to stay?
Noah: Yeah, you bet. Jessica needs me. Hey, maybe you all do, huh?
Sam: Remember, Harmony's a quiet, little town. I can't promise you the excitement, you know, you've had roaming the country.
Noah: Yeah, well, I'm tired of running around and looking for happiness. Maybe I'll take a hint from "The Wizard of Oz."
Noah: I'll look for happiness right here in my own backyard.
Sam: Ok, let's get out of here.
Ivy: I hope you're proud of yourself.
Fancy: And what's that supposed to mean?
Ivy: I told you that complaining to Alistair about Noah was a huge mistake, and look what happened. Sam lost his job and he and both of the boys were thrown in jail.
Fancy: That wasn't me, that was his daughter.
Ivy: It's all part of the same picture. Don't you see, Fancy? Because of you, your grandfather is hellbent on destroying the Bennett's. You have got to set things right.
Fancy: And how am I supposed to do that?
Ivy: I don't care. But let me make one thing perfectly clear, Fancy -- if you don't convince Alistair to call off his dogs, I will make your life a living hell.
Gwen: Poor Sheridan. You know, I wish I could help her. I know she's grieving, but she's trying so hard not to show it. Losing a baby is --
Gwen: You know what's worse? I mean, she's lost Marty twice now -- first, when Beth convinced her that Marty died in that car going off that cliff, and now this? I mean, Marty being kidnapped by her own half sister, with her father's help?
Ethan: How did Alistair get so twisted? I don't know.
Gwen: I don't know, either, but, you know, Sheridan may never recover from this, because losing a child is unbearable.
Ethan: Honey --
Gwen: When we lost Sarah --
Ethan: I know.
Gwen: How could Beth do this? How could Beth steal Marty from Sheridan knowing all the pain it would cause her?
Ethan: Well, isn't that what we've done with Theresa? Stolen Jane away from her?
Martin: Let's go, give me that dress.
Martin: It's going back to the store.
Theresa: No, it's not.
Pilar: Theresa, please don't do this.
Theresa: I'm just going to try it on. It doesn't mean I'm actually going to wear it.
Pilar: My god. Alistair is the very devil himself.
Alistair: The old emperors of China had their beds filled with sweet, young women to keep them warm. I can hardly wait to experience Theresa's sweet heat myself. Hello? Hello?
Luis: Anybody tell you that those can kill you?
On the Next Passions:
Pilar: Nobody uses Alistair Crane. He'll use you, Theresa, and then he'll throw you away.
Luis: You're going to tell me where Beth has taken my son.
Fox: Oh, my god, it's a shark. Get over here! Come on, hurry.
Kay: Oh, my God, Fox!Fox: Give me your hand, come on!
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