Wednesday 8/31/05--Canada; Thursday 9/1/05--USA
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Fancy: Do you think we'll be ok right here? Alone, I mean?
Noah: You know, it's -- it's relatively late. I don't think anyone's going to come by.
Fox: You ready?
Fox: Oh -- there we go. It's ok. It's all right. We'll get it, we'll get it.
Kay: I can't believe you won this free dinner at the best restaurant in town.
Fox: I know. It's really great, isn't it?
Kay: Yeah. This has been wonderful, Fox, just honestly one of the best days of my life.
Fox: Wow, thank you. Me, too.
Fox: Yeah. The whole day, it's been great.
Kay: I find that hard to believe.
Kay: Fox, come on. I mean, you've partied all over the world with the most beautiful women. All we did was spend the day with the kids and then come to dinner here. Can't possibly compare to the life that you've led.
Fox: Well, I guess you're right, yeah. This is actually better. Because I get to be with you.
Chad: Whitney, look at your son. Look how happy you make him. How can you say you'll never want to see him again?
Whitney: Will you please stop doing this to me, Chad?
Chad: Whitney, he needs you. And not just physically -- he's got an emotional need. And so do I, Whitney. I need you, too.
Whitney: But you know that's not possible.
Chad: It may seem impossible. But me, you, and Miles -- we're a family.
Whitney: You are my half brother. Don't you see that? We can't be a family.
Chad: Yes, we can.
Whitney: Stop it. Stop it right now. What we have is a sin against god, is what it is, and we can't be together. That's why I'm here, Chad. That's why I joined this convent.
Chad: Whitney, you can't hide from the way we feel about each other. And you can't escape to some convent and abandon your son. You need to come home to him, to us. Whitney, please, come home to your family.
Sheridan: "Chris Boothe." Who are you really? You've got a slick explanation for everything, but something's odd. Something doesn't add up.
Sheridan: Chris. Chris, what is it? Is everything all right with James?
Chris: Yeah, yeah, he's fine. He's sleeping. But I've got something to confess.
Sheridan: I knew it. You're not really James' father.
Rebecca: Gwen, what's wrong?
Gwen: Come here, come here, come here.
Rebecca: What, what? You never call me on the intercom unless it's an absolute emergency. Well, what is it?
Gwen: Ok, so I was in the hallway earlier, and I heard Theresa crying out for help.
Rebecca: Crying for help? From -- from what? Where was she?
Gwen: She was in her room, and I think Alistair was raping her.
Rebecca: Alistair, raping -- oh, no, no, no, no, no, honey. Honey, let me explain something to you about Theresa. She is like all little catholic schoolgirls, and she obviously loves it.
Gwen: I mean, seriously. I mean, I could hear the terror in her voice. She wasn't kidding.
Rebecca: Oh. Oh, and where is Ethan?
Rebecca: Please don't tell me that he ran off to rescue her.
Gwen: Well, that's what I don't know. He's not here. I woke up and he was gone. I mean, what if he heard what I heard and he's off rescuing her?
Rebecca: That's a distinct possibility. He's always trying to protect her from one thing or another.
Gwen: I mean, what if this is the turning point? You know, what if Alistair's assault on Theresa makes him realize he wants to be with her?
Ethan: Theresa, look at me, look at me. Did you say he raped you?
Theresa: Yes, yes. Alistair raped me.
Alistair: What in the world is going on out here?
Ethan: You bastard.
Kay: That is the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
Fox: What, that I enjoy spending time with you more than anyone else?
Kay: Yeah. I mean, do you mean that?
Fox: Of course I mean it. Why wouldn't I mean it?
Kay: I don't know.
Fox: Tell me, what? Tell me.
Kay: I just -- I can't help remembering what I read in those tabloids when you were with Whitney.
Fox: Why do you read the tabloids? That's like lies, garbage.
Kay: Well, they said that you were mad for her, that she had domesticated you.
Fox: Whatever the hell that means.
Kay: Well, I thought it meant that, you know, after all those famous models and actresses you dated that she was the one that made you want to settle down.
Fox: Right. Ok. I don't want to lie to you, so -- the truth is, you know, I was in love with her and I did ask her to marry me. But, you know, she lied to me about Miles being my son, and she was never in love with me to begin with, so I've moved on.
Kay: Like me, I guess. I mean, Miguel was my first love, and it's been really hard. But I don't want to waste my life waiting for something that's just not going to happen.
Fox: Well, I think that's brilliant.
Kay: So I guess we're both moving on.
Fox: Together. And I think we can have one hell of a ride.
Man: You two! What are you doing out here?
Chad: Whitney, your son can't keep any formula down. He's sick when you're not here. Don't you even care about that?
Whitney: Of course I care. You know, if my son needs his mother's milk, then I'm going to make sure he has it. I would never deny him anything he needs.
Chad: Then does that mean that you're going to come home with me and your son?
Sheridan: I knew it. My intuition was right. You're not really James' father.
Chris: What are you talking about? How can you say that? Of course I'm James' father!
Sheridan: Oh, my god. I am so sorry. I am -- I am so sorry. This has been such an emotional time for me. Being with Mark -- James -- when his mother died and promising her that I would look after him and thinking that I would be able to keep him --
Chris: I understand, Sheridan. You just lost your son. You thought that James could make up for that loss.
Sheridan: Probably sounds crazy, but I've just known him a short time and I already feel like I'm in love with him.
Chris: Doesn't sound crazy at all. You know, that's why I let you take care of him while I'm at work, so that you could still be close to him.
Sheridan: I appreciate that. I don't want to sound self-pitying, but I feel very alone in the world right now, my little Marty gone and Luis gone. And even if Luis finds Marty and brings him back to me, I don't -- I don't know if we can ever repair the damage done to our relationship.
Chris: Hey, I hope things work out for you, Sheridan.
Sheridan: Thank you. So do I. I'm beginning to think it never will, though. Every time I -- you know, enough about my problems. You've got some of your own, suddenly having to deal with being a single father.
Chris: Well, it's an adjustment, to say the least.
Sheridan: When you came down, you said something about you needed to confess?
Chris: Well, it's not so much a confession as it is an admission of stupidity.
Sheridan: I don't understand.
Chris: Well, apparently, I neglected to buy a very important piece of equipment for James. He's asked me for his night-light.
Sheridan: Oh, I have one. I didn't give it to you?
Chris: No, I'm afraid not, and he's insisted that he needs it.
Sheridan: Well, I will go to my room and I will bring it upstairs, all right?
Chris: All right, thank you very much.
Sheridan: Not a problem.
Sheridan: I wonder what your real story is, Chris.
Ethan: Look at her. Look at her! What did you do?
Alistair: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Ethan: She said you raped her. Is that how you get your kicks, huh? You force young women into your bed? Is that it?
Alistair: That's totally absurd. I forced no one into my bed.
Ethan: That is bull. You raped her.
Alistair: And that is a lie.
Ethan: Oh, my god, you are not getting away with this. No way, not this time. I'm going to see you go to jail, but not before I beat you to a pulp.
Fox: There you go.
Kay: Mmm. This dinner is better than what my mom used to make.
Fox: Well, that's saying something. From what I understand, your mom was a great cook, right?
Kay: Oh, she was. Gosh. She wasn't like a gourmet cook or anything. She just cooked really good homey meals, like comfort food.
Fox: Right, no, I understand. Sounds like heaven to me. I'm sure you know by now that my mom when I was growing up didn't really even know how to boil water.
Kay: Well, I mean, well, she never had to learn. I mean, her dad was the governor and then she married a Crane, so she always had a ton of servants. You know, why would she learn to cook?
Fox: Yeah, I guess. Why would she learn? But still, I mean, I got to say --
Kay: Yeah, you -- I'm sure you would have liked it.
Kay: You didn't feel very loved growing up, did you?
Fox: Ahem -- no. No, I didn't. Never really felt like anyone cared about me. Until now. I'm sorry. Did I make you uncomfortable? I wasn't trying to. I was under the impression that, you know, when we made love last night that you had feelings for me. Am I on the wrong track here? Am I wrong?
Kay: No, no, no. I do have feelings for you. But --
Fox: But what?
Kay: I don't know, I just -- I just can't help but wonder about all those girls that you were with. I mean, don't you miss that life?
Kay: Not at all? I mean, the glamorous movie stars, the heiresses you dated -- you don't miss them at all?
Fox: No. I enjoy being with you. Why is that so hard to believe?
Kay: I don't know, it just is. I mean, Fox, come on, I work at the cannery, ok? I haven't even graduated from college. I'm a single mom. I never went to one of those fancy prep schools, and I've never even been to Europe, not even once.
Fox: So, what are you saying? Are you saying you don't think that we should be together, or what?
Kay: No. No, I'm not saying that at all. But I do wonder. I mean, don't you miss being with those beautiful women on the cover of magazines? That whole lifestyle that you led? Why would you want to trade that for me?
Officer: Do you kids know how dangerous it is to be out here at this hour?
Noah: Dangerous? We were just having a picnic.
Fancy: Why do you say it's dangerous? We're not having another tsunami, are we?
Officer: No, no, nothing like that.
Fancy: Thank goodness.
Officer: Look, we've had reports of vagrants hanging out here, unsavory types. It's not safe. So I suggest you pack up your picnic, take it into town.
Noah: Yes, sir. Sorry, we didn't realize.
Fancy: We didn't know it was dangerous.
Noah: Thanks a lot, officer.
Officer: No problem. You kids have a good night, now.
Noah: Sorry about that.
Fancy: Talk about a mood killer.
Noah: Yeah. You want to get the mood back, right?
Fancy: In the worst way. Where can we go?
Noah: I'm thinking. Hold on. Oh. No, I know, I know. I know the perfect place.
Fancy: Oh, thank god. Please, just take me somewhere to make love, and hurry.
Noah: All right.
Chad: You are making the right decision leaving this place, baby. I mean, Miles is going to be so happy having you around every day, loving him, giving him everything he needs. We're going to make a good home for him, ok?
Whitney: Chad, hey, stop it. Now, I didn't say that I was going to come home with you, Chad.
Chad: Yes, you did. You just said you'd give Miles whatever he needs.
Whitney: I said that I would give Miles my milk if that's what he needs. I can express it to you every day, and you can pick it up or you can have it delivered. Just as long as Miles gets the nourishment he needs, that's all that's important.
Chad: You're not going to come home with us?
Whitney: No, ok? Will you stop saying that? Look, we can't be alone together and that's all there is to it. Here, take him. Please.
Chad: Whitney, we're a family.
Whitney: No, we're not a family. We can't ever be together again, and that's all there is to it. And you know what would happen if we were together? We would spend eternity in hell, that's what.
Gwen: Well, I hope you're right. I hope Ethan can see through whatever scheme Theresa's cooked up.
Rebecca: I'm sure he will.
Ethan: You bastard, you are going to pay for what you did to her.
Gwen: Ok, he's with Theresa.
Rebecca: Yeah, we'd better go see what's going on.
Ethan: And since you probably have the new police chief in your pocket, I'm going to call the D.A. I'm going to call the national news media. I'm going to press charges tonight.
Alistair: Go ahead, make a fool of yourself.
Gwen: Ethan, what's going on?
Ethan: This bastard raped Theresa!
Rebecca: Alistair? Oh, come on, why would he have to rape her?
Alistair: It's ridiculous. Theresa and I have a relationship.
Ethan: A -- that's a damn lie.
Gwen: Ethan, Alistair brought Theresa here to live here.
Ethan: Yes, but not so she could be raped!
Rebecca: Oh, sweetie, don't be fooled again. Don't you see? This is just another one of her tricks to try to take you away from Gwen. I mean, she cries wolf and you go to her rescue. It is very routine and, may I say, very tedious.
Ethan: Rebecca, look at her! She's devastated.
Rebecca: No, she is not. She's faking it just to get you to go back to her.
Chris: I thought I got rid of this. I can't let Sheridan see this.
Sheridan: What am I not supposed to see?
Fancy: You think it'll be ok at your house?
Noah: We're going to have to be quiet in case my dad's home.
Fancy: I like it. Having to make love in silence, worrying about getting caught -- it's such a turn-on.
Noah: God, I wish I had my own apartment, but, hey, at least I have a room, right?
Fancy: Lead me to it.
Noah: All right. Oh, no. My dad and your mom are in the living room.
Fancy: Isn't there some other place we can go?
Noah: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, we can go to the bed-and-breakfast. You know, there's always an available room there.
Fox: Kay, please don't ever think that you're not good enough to be with me, ok? It's ridiculous. You're bright, you're funny. You're wonderful, you're fun to be with. You're more beautiful than any girl I've ever dated.
Kay: Ok, now, that's stretching it.
Fox: You really don't know how beautiful you are, do you?
Kay: Oh, no, I'm not. Not like those girls. They all have really thick, luxurious hair, probably because their maids brush it for them every night.
Fox: Well, I think your hair is beautiful.
Fox: Yes, really. Now, I'd like to change the subject if that's ok with you. Let's talk about us.
Kay: But I want to know about them. I mean, like, what'd you talk about with them? Were they, like, talented and funny and brilliant and -- did you sleep with all of them?
Fox: Ok, ahem, this is a really bad idea.
Kay: I want to know.
Fox: No, you don't.
Kay: Why not? I'm just curious. I mean, were they taller than me? Like, did you like them really tall? I mean, ok, who was your favorite?
Fox: You know, I mean, truthfully, I don't remember. Ok? And I'd really rather not talk about them if that's all right with you.
Kay: Fox, just tell me. I need to know.
Fox: Fine, but don't get mad at me if I say something that you don't want to hear, ok?
Sheridan: Why shouldn't I see a picture of you in the newspaper?
Chris: It's not a good picture. It's --
Sheridan: Yes, it is. But why is there the wrong name? I mean, who is Greg Walton?
Chad: You don't mean that. You don't think we're going to hell.
Whitney: Yes, Chad, I do. As a matter of fact, I know it. I know that if I leave this convent with you we're going to go straight to hell.
Chad: Whitney, we're not evil. We didn't know we were brother and sister until after we fell in love. Now, God can't punish us for falling in love, can he?
Whitney: Ok, no, maybe not, but that doesn't really matter because now that we do know -- now that we know we're half brother and sister -- it doesn't matter, because I still want to be with you. I mean, I still want you to make love to me. I think about it all the time, and don't tell me you can't see how that is going to destroy my soul.
Chad: No, I can't see, Whitney, and what about Miles? I mean, don't you think God wants you to be with your baby, to take care of the little life you brought into this world?
Whitney: Ok, yes, yes, I do love Miles. But if I see Miles, that would mean I would be seeing you, too. And I can't do that. I am weak, ok? I am not normal because I still want to be with you, ok?
Mother superior: What's going on in here? I heard raised voices.
Whitney: Mother Superior, I am so sorry. But, please -- will you please make Chad leave? Make Chad take my baby and just leave, ok?
Ethan: Rebecca, for god's sake, she's not faking. Will you look? She's an emotional and physical wreck!
Alistair: Whatever put Theresa into this state had nothing to do with me. I did not rape her.
Ethan: Shut up, will you?
Alistair: Tell them, Theresa. Tell them I didn't rape you.
Ethan: You know what? We'll settle this right now. How about that? Theresa, look at me. Tell me the truth. If you tell me that he raped you, I'll believe you.
Alistair: And if she does tell you I did, then she's lying through her teeth. We had some rough sex, that's all.
Ethan: Tell me what happened. Did he rape you?
Sheridan: Why does this newspaper say that your name is Greg Walton?
Chris: It's a mistake. The newspaper printed a correction the next day. I was covering this charity event, I even knew the photographer who took the shot, but some editor must have goofed and put the wrong name.
Sheridan: Hmm. I see.
Chris: Sheridan, it's just a mistake. There's no more mystery to it than that.
Sheridan: I -- I believe you. Here's James' night-light.
Chris: Thank you.
Sheridan: I noticed you have another bulb out. I'll go get one and be right back.
Chris: Ok, thanks.
Kay: Ok, Fox, look, I promise. If you think that I'm going to get upset hearing about your ex-girlfriends, I won't. I promise.
Fox: Are you sure?
Fox: Because I really don't want to rehash my old romances. I would kind of like to focus on us.
Kay: Ok, so, which one of your ex-girlfriends, like, made the strongest impression on you? Like, who do you have the most memories of?
Fox: This is -- this is the stuff you want to know? This is really what you want to talk about?
Fox: Ok. Ahem. Fine. Well -- boy, if I had to pick -- I guess Tatiana, if I had to pick one off the top of my head. You know, it's just what comes to mind.
Kay: Wow. Sounds exotic. A Russian spy or something. So what was she like?
Fox: Ahem. Oh, she was nice.
Kay: She was nice? Just nice?
Fox: Yeah, what's wrong with being nice?
Kay: Nothing. I just thought maybe she was, like, incredibly sexy and gorgeous. Was she rich?
Fox: Yeah, I guess. I mean, you know, she was all those things, but she's actually not a part of my life anymore. It'd be great if we just drop it. I think that'd be perfect.
Kay: What'd you like best about her?
Fox: Well -- let's see. This is what you want to know? I guess I liked the way she looked. I liked the way she dressed. She smelled nice. She was fun to be with.
Kay: Was she blond?
Fox: Yeah. Yeah, she's a model. You might have seen her in the tabloids, maybe?
Kay: Oh. Did she have her breasts done?
Fox: Excuse me?
Kay: You know, enlarged?
Fox: I mean, you got to be kidding me. No, I'd have to say I don't think -- I mean no, no.
Kay: Oh, they were all natural? 100%?
Fox: Well, I don't know, Kay. I didn't ask her for a doctor's note. You all right?
Kay: Yeah, I'm fine.
Whitney: Chad, I want you to take Miles right now and just go, and don't come back.
Chad: No. No. No, you're going to listen to me. Your baby needs you, and I need you.
Whitney: No, it doesn't matter, ok? It can't matter.
Chad: Whitney, we love you.
Whitney: Stop it. Don't you see this is the hardest thing I've ever had to do? Now, I am trying to be strong for all of us.
Chad: Whitney, this makes no sense. Mother Superior, tell her. Tell her that she doesn't belong here, that she needs to be home with her family.
Whitney: Ok, just go, ok? I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to see Miles ever again, so leave.
Mother Superior: I think it would be best if you left. Whitney's in no condition to discuss this at the moment. I'm so sorry.
Chad: I love you, Whitney. I love you.
Whitney: I love you, too, Chad.
Sheridan: Ahem. Hello?
Fancy: Aunt Sheridan. Hi.
Sheridan: What's going on?
Sheridan: Can I help you with something?
Noah: We were just -- we --
Fancy: Noah was just going to show me around his mom's B&B. I've never been here before.
Sheridan: I really can't give you much of a tour. Most of the rooms were damaged in the tsunami.
Noah: That's ok. We'll take a look at one of the rooms that wasn't.
Sheridan: Well, I just rented the last available room to Eve.
Fancy: The last room? The very last room?
Sheridan: Mm-hmm. Sorry.
Noah: Come on, Fancy. Let's get out of here. We're sorry, too. Huh.
Sheridan: You guys are looking for a place to be alone, right?
Noah: Yeah, that was kind of the idea.
Sheridan: Well, why don't you guys use my cottage? Nobody is there and Alistair rarely goes down there.
Fancy: Really? You'd let us use your cottage?
Sheridan: We're family. Why not? Besides, if Father's trying to keep you two apart, I can't think of a better reason for helping you be together.
Noah: Thank you, Sheridan.
Sheridan: Uh-huh, ok -- whoops.
Fancy: Yes! Aunt Sheridan, thank you!
Alistair: Tell the truth, Theresa. Tell them we had consensual sex and nothing more.
Ethan: Theresa would never willingly sleep with you, you sick pervert.
Rebecca: Theresa chose to move in here with Alistair. Ethan, do you really think that she didn't realize that sex was part of the deal?
Theresa: I just wanted to be near my child.
Gwen: And my husband.
Alistair: Tell them I didn't rape you, Theresa.
Ethan: Don't threaten her. You're in enough trouble.
Rebecca: Alistair doesn't have to rape anyone. He can have sex with any woman he wants, and he has with women far more beautiful and seductive than you, Theresa. So you should consider yourself honored that he chose you.
Ethan: Honored that he chose her? Honored that he raped her? That's sick! This man uses sex as a weapon, to throw his power around, to take advantage of innocent young girls.
Rebecca: We are talking about Theresa here. She is not an innocent young girl. She has two kids. For God's sake, she's been around the block a few times.
Theresa: I may have two children, Rebecca, but I haven't been with that many men. And I didn't know that sex could be so cruel.
Rebecca: Oh, please.
Ethan: Listen to me. I need to be sure about this before I call the police, so you tell me once and for all. Did Alistair rape you or not, because if he did, he will never hurt you again or anybody else. I promise you.
Fox: Thank you. So are you sure you want to keep talking about my ex-girlfriends? You're not getting upset?
Kay: No. Like I said, I'm just curious.
Fox: Wonderful. We can change the subject. That'd be great.
Kay: Is Tatiana the only girl that was special to you?
Fox: Ahem. What difference does it make, all right? I'm here with you tonight. She's long gone.
Kay: So what were some of the other girls' names?
Fox: I don't even remember.
Kay: Yeah, you do, ok? Who else besides Tatiana?
Fox: Who cares?
Kay: I do. Please?
Fox: Ok, ok. Let's see -- Natasha, Sophia, Maria, Lauren, Lynn, Brianna --
Kay: Damn. Ok. Jeez.
Fox: Yeah. Ok?
Kay: Wow. They all sound so European.
Fox: Yeah, I guess they were European.
Kay: And glamorous.
Fox: Ok, let's start having some fun again, all right? Let's talk about what we're going to do tomorrow. What are we going to do tomorrow?
Kay: I'm going to go work at the cannery tomorrow.
Fox: Right. Let's talk about what we're going to do after you go and work at the cannery tomorrow.
Kay: What about languages? I bet they spoke, like, a thousand different languages, huh? Yeah, I can barely speak English.
Fox: Ok, come on, please. Just stop it, all right?
Kay: No. Just a few more questions.
Mother Superior: This is a very difficult situation, Chad, but Whitney must make her own decision.
Chad: Can you at least talk to her? Make her understand that this isn't going to work, her being here. She's not going to be able to forget me or her baby.
Mother Superior: As I said, she has to find the answer in her own heart, and you have to accept her decision.
Chad: How can I when I know it's wrong? I mean, really, why did God do this to us?
Mother Superior: You will have to ask God through prayer. Go, raise your son in the church and devote your life to him.
Chad: The only thing I'm going to be praying for is for Whitney to change her mind and come back to us.
Whitney: I'll never change my mind, Chad. Never.
Whitney: Help me, Holy Mary, please. Please help me.
Noah: Ow! Oh!
Fancy: Shh! Sorry.
Noah: Oh, that's all right. It's only my nose. Ow.
Fancy: I'm really sorry.
Noah: That's all right. I'll just make you pay for it later. All right, how much further?
Fancy: Not far now. Ooh -- duck.
Noah: What are we hiding from?
Fancy: Security camera.
Fancy: Ok, ok, we're out of range now. The next camera's about 30 feet away.
Noah: What, you know where all the cameras are?
Fancy: I had to if I was going to sneak out without my parents knowing.
Noah: Oh, that's amazing.
Fancy: You'd really be amazed if you could see the underground tunnel system and the hidden entrances on these grounds.
Noah: Yeah, wow.
Fancy: Luckily, Sheridan's cottage is fairly simple and safe from security cameras.
Noah: All right, let's get to it.
Fancy: We're close.
Noah: I can't wait.
Fancy: Neither can I.
Fancy: This way. Oh -- we just have to make sure my grandfather doesn't find out where we are.
Ethan: Don't be afraid. Just tell me. You know -- you know what? I don't think we need to do this anymore. You raped her, and you're going down.
Alistair: That is preposterous.
Ethan: I can't wait to see you on trial, in front of a jury of Harmony's citizens. Everyone in this town hates your guts, Alistair. You're going to jail for a long, long time. That is, if Martin doesn't kill you first after -- after he's seen what you've done to his daughter.
Gwen: Honey, really, should you get involved in this? My mother is right. This is probably just another one of her tricks.
Ethan: Gwen, if you think I'm doing this to be with her, you're wrong. I do love you. I'm never going to leave you. But I need to protect Theresa right now, the same way I'd protect anyone in this situation. You're going down. It's over for you.
Kay: So, were all those girls models?
Fox: I don't think all of them were. I think just some of them.
Kay: Oh. What kind of models? Like, runway, swimsuit, lingerie?
Fox: All right, you know what? I really don't know a lot about that topic, but I would guess that they modeled a little bit of everything. I don't know.
Kay: Oh, great. So that means they had a lot of money, then. Hmm. Did they earn it, or were they born rich like you?
Fox: All right -- ahem -- it was really not important, so I don't remember.
Kay: Yeah. Well, money's usually never important, Fox, when you have it.
Fox: Ok, look, I've answered all of your questions, right? I've been cordial. So we're done with the topic. Now, let's talk about what we're going to do tomorrow, ok? Let's try to have a little fun. What are we doing tomorrow?
Kay: I don't want to go out with you tomorrow night.
Fox: Why is that?
Kay: Why would I want to go out with a guy who does nothing but talk about his ex-girlfriends?
Fancy: Good old Aunt Sheridan.
Noah: All right, perfect.
Noah: Here's to being alone -- at last.
Chad: So this is it. I'm never going to see Whitney again.
Mother Superior: God has a plan, my son. Goodbye.
Chad: Yeah, well, I don't believe God's plan includes a mother abandoning her son.
Whitney: You gave up your son, and now I have to do the same thing. If I don't, Chad will spend the rest of eternity in damnation, and I'll be the one who led him there.
Chris: How could I have been so stupid as to leave this lying around where Sheridan could see it? Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Alistair: You're making a big mistake, Ethan.
Ethan: No, I'm not. It's time someone made you pay.
Rebecca: I can't believe Ethan is going to have Alistair arrested for raping Theresa.
Gwen: And just watch. Now he's going to make Ethan pay. This is all Theresa's damn fault.
Ethan: Yeah, I'm still holding. You are doing the right thing.
Ethan: Theresa, you are going to press charges against Alistair for rape, right?
On the Next Passions:
Fancy: Forget it, Noah. I can't be with you.
Simone: You are the one for me, now and forever!Man: I'm going to put a smile on both our faces.
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