Passions Transcript Thursday 9/15/05 [an error occurred while processing this directive]

Passions Transcript Thursday 9/15/05--Canada; Friday 9/16/05--USA
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Fancy: I'll bet you're quite the lady's man.

Edmund: All thanks to Noah. You know, he sat me down one day --

Fancy: God! Why don't you two get a room?

Edmund: What?

Fancy: Never mind. I'll be back in a moment. Make sure the table's ready by the time I get back so we can eat -- alone. Ugh! That Noah Bennett is so infuriating. And why do I let him get to me like this?

Alistair: Ah, Fancy. I thought I saw you coming in here.

Fancy: Grandfather, hi.

Alistair: Hi. What are you doing home so early, and where's Edmund?

Fancy: I don't know. Probably went home. We weren't have a very good time.

Alistair: Why not?

Fancy: Frankly, Edmund's a big bore.

Alistair: Oh, why would you say that?

Fancy: Well, he ran into an old friend of his and he was more interested in catching up with him than talking to me.

Alistair: That surprises me. I always thought that Edmund was a rather well-bred young man.

Fancy: It wasn't entirely his fault. It was as if his old friend was trying to sabotage our date.

Alistair: Why would he do something like that? Who is this old friend of Edmund's, anyway?

Woman: Thank you.

Noah: There you go.

Liz: Well, Rebecca, I think a celebration is in order. Don't you?

Rebecca: Oh, I most certainly do. Thanks to our testimonies, your dear sister, Eve, is going to be modeling her lovely prison jump suit before we know it.

Liz: And no one deserves it more.

Rebecca's voice: She tried to steal the wrong woman's husband when she messed with mine.

Liz: You're hiding something, aren't you?

Rebecca: You know, Liz, I'd be willing to bet you're hiding something, too. So what do you say we don't share, hmm? The most important thing is that we put Eve away for good and that we never speak about this again. Deal?

Liz: Deal.

Rebecca: Oh, my. Who's that?

Liz: Who?

Rebecca: That tasty little hunk behind the bar.

Liz: Now, I am surprised you don't know him already. That's Noah, Sam Bennett's son.

Rebecca: Really? Oh. I do hope our former chief of police held on to his handcuffs, because his son can arrest me for disorderly conduct any old time.

Julian: Don't you love Harmony this time of year?

Eve: Actually, I love Harmony in every season. It's just -- it's home.

Julian: I know. It's my home, too. I love it. But I don't think we can stay. I'm afraid if we do, you're going to end up in prison.

Eve: We just can't run away. I mean, we just can't leave Harmony forever.

Julian: I don't think we have a choice. Between Liz and Rebecca's testimonies, I think the jury has made up its mind that you're guilty.

Eve: Ah, but it hasn't heard Ethan's presentation of my defense.

Julian: Ethan doesn't think that he has enough to convince the jury of your innocence. I mean, you were in the church basement alone with Liz when she drank the poisoned punch. Rebecca said she was only there long enough to hear you and Liz argue, then she saw Liz collapse.

Eve: You think Rebecca's telling the truth?

Julian: No, of course not, I think she's lying, but we can't prove it. I can't take the chance of losing you. Let me take you away. We can be on a private jet and out of the country tomorrow.

Eve: Julian, you'd be giving up your life. You'd never be able to divorce Rebecca. You'd be giving up everything.

Julian: None of that matters. The only thing that matters is you. Let me take you away. We can be together. We can be happy. You just say the word and I'll make it happen.

Ethan: Good night, my beautiful girl.

Gwen: Ok, Edie, we'll be up in just a little while to check on her.

Edie: Very good, Mrs. Winthrop.

Gwen: Bye, girl.

Theresa: I just want to give my daughter a kiss good night.

Gwen: No, I don't think so. Edie, please bring her to the nursery now.

Edie: Yes, of course.

Theresa: How dare you keep me from kissing my own child good night.

Gwen: How dare you even try after what you pulled tonight.

Ethan: What did Theresa do?

Gwen: Hmm.

Ethan: What happened to your arm?

Gwen: Let's just go back in the living room.

Ethan: No, Theresa --

Theresa: I was trying to save the computer disks, Ethan, that Gwen threw into the incinerator, the disks that proved that she and her mother sent the information to the tabloid that proved that you were really Sam Bennett's son.

Ethan: Disks? What disks?

Gwen: She's delusional.

Theresa: The proof, Ethan --

Gwen: Don't even listen to her.

Theresa: The proof was on the disks.

Ethan: What are you talking about?

Theresa: Gwen admitted everything. She admitted that she and her mother sent the information to the tabloid. She's the one that tore your life apart, Ethan, not me.

Mother Superior: Whitney. You've been so quiet since you came back from your mother's trial. Didn't things go well for her?

Whitney: No, Mother Superior, things went very badly. I'm afraid I've ruined everything for my mother.

Mother Superior: What do you mean, my child?

Whitney: Well, they made me testify and everything came out -- the fact that my mother had a son and didn't tell me, the fact that I fell in love with Chad, not knowing that he was my brother, and the fact that we had a child together. I mean, if the whole world didn't know before, they certainly know now.

Mother Superior: Oh, my dear. I am so sorry.

Whitney: You see, everything I've done, every single thing was to protect my son. I wanted to protect him from the label of being born out of incest. But now -- now it's all out. Everybody knows, every single bit of it.

Mother Superior: The world might judge your child, even if it's wrong to do so, but there's nothing you can do about that.

Whitney: No. No, there isn't. I'm doing the only thing I can do to protect Miles and Chad from being hurt any more than they already have. I'm going to live here and devote my life to God forever.

Julian: I can save you from going to prison for a crime you didn't commit.

Eve: It's so unreal, isn't it? It's so unfair that I could go to prison and I didn't even do anything.

Julian: Darling, listen to me, you could try to appeal this for the next two years, but what if it didn't work? I mean, the sad truth is without a witness, the circumstantial evidence points to your guilt.

Eve: I know.

Julian: All right. Then let me take you away from this nightmare. Let me -- let me help you.

Gwen: Well, I am not going to stand here and listen to these idiotic accusations.

Theresa: Ethan, it's the truth. I found the computer disks in Rebecca's room. Gwen saw that I had them. She grabbed them from me, she ran down to the basement, she lit the incinerator, and she burned them. She's the one who ruined your life.

Gwen: Theresa, everyone knows that the information the tabloids used to expose Ethan's paternity came from your computer and your secret file on Ethan.

Ethan: Ahem. What possible reason would Gwen have to tell the world that I wasn't a Crane, that I was Sam Bennett's son?

Gwen: None. And if I had known, I would've died trying to protect you. What on earth would my mother and I have to gain by you being disinherited?

Ethan: As far as I can see, nothing.

Theresa: Ethan, they stopped us from getting married, remember? See, they knew if they sent the information to the tabloid from my computer, you would blame me, and that's what happened. But tonight Gwen admitted everything to me. She admitted what she and her mother did and then she burned the evidence in the incinerator.

Ethan: Gwen, is this true?

Gwen: Yes, it is true.

Noah: What'll it be, miss?

Rebecca: Oh, well, whatever you do best.

Noah: All my drinks are perfect. Name your poison.

Rebecca: Hmm. Let me see. How about sex on the beach? I bet you're very good at that.

Noah: Like I said, all my drinks are good.

Rebecca: I wasn't talking about the drink.

Noah: I didn't think you were.

Noah: Here you go.

Rebecca: Oh. And what's this?

Noah: It's called a hurricane. Think it's the perfect drink for you.

Rebecca: Hmm.

Liz: Noah, I haven't done this much bar business since I opened. You are obviously a big hit with the ladies.

Noah: Oh, I'm just doing my job.

Liz: And it could be a permanent one. You're hired.

Noah: Thanks. You know, I'm trying to help out at home and, you know, I could really use the job.

Liz: Well, good. One question -- do you have a girlfriend?

Noah: Do I have a girlfriend? I'm sorry, why do you ask?

Liz: Well, if the ladies think they have a chance with you, they'll keep coming back.

Noah: That's very flattering, and, no, I don't have a girlfriend right now. There's no one in my life. No one at all.

Alistair: Who was this old friend of Edmund's that spoiled your evening?

Fancy: No one important. But I don't think I want to see Edmund again anytime soon.

Alistair: I'm afraid you're going to have to. I told you before I'm trying to make a merger with his family's company.

Fancy: Come on, Grampy, you don't need to do your merger, do you?

Alistair: Why do you think I wanted you to cozy up to young Sinclair? I want him to convince his family that I'm very interested in a merger.

Fancy: So you can then pull a takeover, right?

Alistair: Exactly.

Fancy: But Edmund is so boring.

Alistair: Oh, come on, Fancy, you're a Crane. We have to put up with a lot of boring people for the good of the company. And relationships like that -- well, they could end up being very good marriages.

Fancy: Marriage? Whoa, you didn't say I had to marry anyone.

Alistair: And I didn't say you had to mean it, either. You can become Mrs. Edmund Sinclair and take as many lovers as you want.

Fancy: I can't do that.

Alistair: Fancy, this is business. It's not personal. Make sure of the difference. Good.

Fancy: He can't be serious. He really expects me to marry someone just to help him with a merger?

Ivy: Yes, he does.

Fancy: Mother? You heard?

Ivy: Well, I really couldn't help but overhear. And it sounded all too familiar.

Fancy: What do you mean?

Ivy: Fancy, your grandfather and my father arranged my marriage with your father, and that was for a merger, too, although I didn't know it until it was too late.

Fancy: Is that why you never cared much for us children, because you didn't love our father?

Ivy: I tried to love him. And I do love you. I don't want you to make the same mistakes I did.

Fancy: Which mistakes, Mummy? Oh, you mean leaving us to be raised by nannies? Throwing us into boarding schools and then never even coming to watch us graduate?

Ivy: Fancy, I was wrong, I know. I wasn't there for you then. But you have to hear me now. Don't make the mistake I made. Don't marry a man you don't love just to help Alistair with some business transaction. Believe me, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Fancy: And since when do you give a damn about my life?

Theresa: You just heard her. She admitted it. She admitted that she burned the computer disks.

Ethan: Is this true?

Gwen: Yeah, it is. I found Theresa snooping around my mother's bedroom and she was looking at disks on the computer, so I ran in, I grabbed the disks, and I threw them in the incinerator.

Ethan: Wait, wait, why -- why wouldn't you want Theresa to see what was on those disks?

Theresa: Ethan, I told you she was protecting herself.

Gwen: Yeah, you're right, I was. I didn't want Theresa to see what was on those disks because I knew if she did, she would use it to try and destroy me and my mother and I had to stop her.

Ivy: Fancy, don't be cruel.

Fancy: I'm not being cruel, Mother. I'm just curious -- when exactly did you start to care about me?

Ivy: I've always cared about you.

Fancy: Could've fooled me.

Ivy: Look, Fancy, I know I haven't been the best mother, you know, the mother who's there with milk and cookies, but I'm trying to be here for you now. I want you to be happy.

Fancy: Do you?

Ivy: Yes, I do. And I know you won't be happy with Edmund Sinclair, so don't let Alistair force you into a relationship with him. You need to be with someone you want to be with. You need to be with someone you love. So obviously there's someone you care about. Who is he?

Fancy: Sorry, Mother, but you're wrong. There's no one.

Ivy: Well, you're lying. So who are you trying to protect? Oh. Dear lord, it's Noah, isn't it?

Fancy: Noah? Of course not.

Ivy: Oh, Fancy, why Noah? Couldn't you have fallen for someone else? Why did you have to fall for him?

Fancy: I'm not saying he's the one, but what difference would it make if he were?

Ivy: Because, Fancy, you're just -- you're not right for him.

Fancy: Oh, here we go again. You mean I'm not good enough for him, is that it?

Ivy: That's not what I said. I said you're not right for him. Fancy, you have a lot of money, and someday you're going to have even more money. Noah, like his father, likes to make his own way in the world.

Fancy: Well, what's wrong with that?

Ivy: Nothing. I just don't think he would be very happy living in your world. I don't think he would be happy being Mr. Fancy Crane.

Fancy: That's just silly.

Ivy: It's not silly. It's serious. Look, I saw Ethan destroy his life when he fell in love with Theresa. I don't want to see you make the same mistake. Noah, he -- he's a fine young man, but I know he is not going to leave his world to come and live in yours. And I don't think you would be very happy to give up your privileged life to go to live in his.

[Rebecca slurps]

Noah: Would you like another drink, ma'am?

Rebecca: Oh! Oh, now, don't call me "ma'am." I am far too young to be a "ma'am."

Noah: I am sorry, miss. Would you care for another hurricane?

Rebecca: Hmm, no. But you know what, I'll buy you one. Oh, now, what would be the perfect one? Um -- um -- um -- um. Oh. A lava flow would be perfect for a young man like you who seems like he's just going to erupt at any moment.

Noah: I'm sorry, but I can't drink on duty.

Rebecca: Oh. Well, then why don't we go somewhere else, somewhere more private?

Noah: You know, that's very, very tempting, but I think you're a little dangerous for me. You impress me as a woman of great passion and fire.

Rebecca: You don't know the half of it.

Noah: Well, I'm sure I don't. But, you know, Harmony's just had a major earthquake and a tsunami. Do you really think we need to cause another calamity?

Rebecca: Wait a minute.

[Rebecca hiccups]

Rebecca: Oh. Did he reject me?

Liz: Becky, it is time to celebrate. To our victory over Eve. May my sister rot in prison for the rest of her days.

Rebecca: Amen, sister.

Eve: It's just unbelievable how much my own sister could hate me.

Julian: She is a very sick person. She has let anger poison her soul. Don't let her win by going to prison. Come away with me.

Eve: It sounds so perfect. Freedom is so precious.

Julian: Then say yes, just say yes.

Eve: Yes.

Julian: Yes?

Eve: Yes. Yes, Julian, I want to go. I want to go away with you.

Julian: You will never regret this. You've made the right choice. You've made the only choice.

Ethan: You destroyed the disks so Theresa couldn't see what was on them?

Theresa: That's exactly what happened, Ethan, and I tried to save them. I tried to grab the disks from the fire because I knew the proof that I needed to show you what Gwen and Rebecca did was going up in smoke.

Ethan: Gwen, was the proof that she's talking about on those disks?

Gwen: What was on those disks was something that needed to be destroyed.

Theresa: Ethan, I told you I was --

Gwen: Theresa was hoping to ruin my mother's reputation. I was only trying to protect her privacy.

Theresa: Her privacy?

Ethan: What are you talking about?

Gwen: Look, we all know that my mother has a bizarre way of expressing herself in her personal life, ok, and for whatever reason, she likes to keep a record of her escapades.

Ethan: Ugh.

Gwen: Those disks were souvenirs.

Theresa: What are you talking about?

Gwen: Souvenirs of her more interesting-- uh-- friendships.

Ethan: So there was no proof on those disks about you and Rebecca sending information to the tabloids?

Gwen: Honey, of course not because it didn't happen.

Theresa: Oh, she is lying, Ethan! She told me to my face exactly what happened -- that she and her mother sent the information from my computer, Ethan. They framed me because you were in love with me.

Gwen: No. I was afraid that Theresa was going to use the information on the disks to humiliate my mother in the tabloids. She's done it before. She did it to you.

Theresa: That is not true.

Ethan: Gwen, Gwen, Theresa must have believed that those disks had proof about you and Rebecca sending that information to throw her arms into an incinerator.

Gwen: Well, you know what? She tried to throw me into the incinerator as well, ok? We all know how unbalanced she is. Why don't you ask Pilar, because she was there, too, trying to stop this maniac!

Ethan: Oh, my -- is this true, Theresa?

Theresa: Ethan, I completely lost it! Yeah, it is true that she told me exactly what happened, that she had the evidence and then she burned the proof, Ethan! She burned the proof, so, yeah, I lost it because she told me she sent the information to the tabloid!

Gwen: No, what I said was I didn't want you to send anything to the tabloids again.

Theresa: You are lying, Gwen!

Gwen: I think Ethan knows who's lying and who's telling the truth.

Theresa: Ethan, you have got to believe me. Listen to me, please, I am telling you the truth. Ok, Gwen confessed everything to me. She told me that she and her mother sent the information to the tabloid from my computer. They framed me, Ethan.

Gwen: Honey, the only thing I am guilty of is trying to protect my mother's reputation.

Theresa: Gwen, look at me. You know you admitted the truth to me.

Gwen: Theresa, this is your word against mine. Who do you think Ethan is going to believe, his wife or you, the girl who has lied to him over and over and over and over again?

Mother Superior: Whitney, there's someone here to see you.

Whitney: But I thought I wasn't going to have to see anyone when I came here.

Mother Superior: I told you when you take your final vows, you commit to a life of sequestered service and reflection. But until then, you are free to come and go and to have visitors.

Whitney: Well, that's ok. I really don't want to see anyone.

Mother Superior: I'm sorry, but she's here.

Whitney: Mom?

Whitney: Mom, what are you doing here?

Eve: I just came to say goodbye.

Whitney: Goodbye? Well, the trial can't be over just yet, can it?

Eve: No. No, it isn't. I've just decided not to stick around for the verdict.

Whitney: I don't understand.

Eve: Well, Liz's testimony was so damaging to me that Ethan thinks that the jury's already prejudiced against me.

Whitney: So Ethan thinks you could lose? Even if you're innocent?

Eve: Yeah. Yeah, so I'm going to go away with Julian. Otherwise, I could be in prison for a long, long time.

Whitney: Oh, my God. God, Mom, I'm so sorry. Oh, God, I can't believe this is happening. But you know what? Sometimes running away is your only choice. I mean, now you understand why I came here.

Eve: I do, baby. I see that. I see it now.

Gwen: Honey, you know better than anyone who uses lies whenever it suits her to get what she wants.

Theresa: Ethan, I have never lied to you about this.

Ethan: All right, Gwen, it's a little hard to believe that Theresa would throw her arms into the fire and allow herself to get burned if all that was on those disks were a bunch of your mom's escapades.

Theresa: That's exactly right, Ethan, I wouldn't.

Gwen: Honey, she is crazy, obviously, and she's getting crazier every day. She wanted to believe there was something on those disks that could save her, so she convinced herself that I confessed that there was.

Theresa: That's not what happened.

Ethan: What about Pilar? Did Pilar hear Gwen admit anything?

Theresa: No.

Gwen: No, Pilar didn't get there until Theresa was already attacking me and trying to throw me in the incinerator -- and Pilar almost fell in herself trying to stop her daughter!

Theresa: She didn't fall in, ok? She didn't.

Ethan: Theresa, I know your temper. I know you've attacked her before. Now tell me, do you deny trying to push her into the incinerator?

Theresa: No, I don't deny it, Ethan. I told you I was angry.

Gwen: Yeah, and as usual she let her anger get the best of her, she lost control, and -- hello? -- This is far from the first time she's done something crazy to us. Honey, she went as far as drugging our surrogate and stealing our embryos.

Theresa: Look, I know I've done some really crazy things in the past, but I am not lying to you about this, Ethan. I'm telling you the truth. She confessed everything to me. She confessed that she and her mother set me up. They framed me, Ethan. And then she burned the evidence in the fire. You have got to believe me. I'm telling you the truth. Please believe me.

Ivy: Don't believe a word she says, Ethan. Gwen is telling the truth. I was there.

Theresa: You weren't there, Ivy.

Ivy: I was there, Theresa. You just couldn't see me. But I overheard everything, and Gwen never admitted anything. But Theresa, of course, couldn't hear that because she was having one of her temper tantrums, as usual, and was completely out of control.

Theresa: That is not true!

Ivy: I couldn't believe it when she stuck her hand into the fire despite everything that Gwen did to try to stop her.

Gwen: Honey, I told you she's lying through her teeth.

Theresa: No, Ethan. Look at me, please. They -- they are lying to you, ok? I'm telling you the truth! Ivy wasn't even there! Gwen confessed everything to me, Ethan. I'm telling you the truth. You've got to believe me.

Rebecca: Uh -- cutie? Here. This is my private line. In case you change your mind.

Noah: I'll keep it in mind. Thank you.

Liz: Well, hello again. Can I show you to a table?

Fancy: No, thanks. I think I left my wrap here earlier.

Liz: Oh. Well, then maybe it's in the lost-and-found. I'll check it for you.

Fancy: Yes, thank you.

Liz: Mm-hmm.

Rebecca: Fancy. What a surprise.

Fancy: Oh, it's you, my loving stepmother.

Rebecca: Oh, yes. Oh, honey, I assume you're here to see the new bartender.

Fancy: Who?

Rebecca: That handsome hunk right over there. Oh, watch out, though, he's an animal.

Fancy: Really?

Rebecca: Oh, my, yes. He tried to talk me into coming home with him, but of course, oh, uh-uh, I said no. But he is quite the lady's man, so watch out. You know the type.

Fancy: Oh, yeah. I know the type exactly.

Eve: Anyway, I wanted to see you because I wanted to tell you how sorry I am for everything that I've put you through, baby. I so wanted to be a great mother, and I just failed you so miserably.

Whitney: No. No, no, Mom, you didn't. Look, I know -- I know that I blamed you out of anger for not telling me that you had a son. I mean, I kept thinking if I had known he existed, I might not have fallen in love with him.

Eve: Oh, baby, you had every right to be angry. And if I hadn't thought that he was dead all those years, I would've told you and your sister.

Whitney: I know, I know, but you didn't know that he was alive. But, Mom, I don't blame you, ok? I am not angry anymore. Who knows, you know, maybe this is what our lives were destined to be.

Eve: Yeah, maybe. So, I mean, we can keep in touch. You know, we can write -- we can write to each other. No. I guess we can't do that. The police would be watching you.

Whitney: And I couldn't write letters anyway once I take my final vows.

Eve: So I -- I guess this is just like the last time that we'll be together. Oh, baby. I love you so much.

Whitney: Mom, I love you, too.

Mother Superior: Dr. Russell? Mr. Crane is waiting outside.

Eve: Thank you. So, I guess I'd better go. Whitney, could you do something for me? Would you keep an eye out for Simone for me? I'm -- I'm worried about her.

Whitney: Ok. I'll do what I can. Of course I will.

Eve: Ok. God, I love you.

Whitney: I love you, too, Mom.

Theresa: You've got to believe me, Ethan. I'm telling you the truth. Gwen and Rebecca, they set me up. They sent the information to the tabloid from my computer. I had the evidence. Gwen saw that, she grabbed the disks from me, and then she burned them in the incinerator.

Ivy: This is ridiculous.

Theresa: Shut up, Ivy, ok? You weren't even there! Ethan, I am telling you the truth.

Ethan: You need to calm down, all right?

Theresa: I don't want to calm down, ok? This is really important!

Ethan: Theresa, my wife and my mother are telling me the exact same thing here.

Theresa: But I'm the woman that you love. Please believe me, Ethan. You need to listen to me.

Gwen: Oh, for heaven's sake.

Ivy: Don't you get tired of singing the same old song? Because I'm sure Ethan is tired of hearing it.

Theresa: Tell them that you love me.

Ethan: Theresa, I've told you over and over and over again I love my wife.

Theresa: Not the way you love me.

Ivy: Excuse me, but are you -- are you deaf or are you just stupid, Theresa? Ethan loves Gwen. He is not going to leave her for you.

Theresa: No?

Ethan: Listen, I know how upset you get when you hear something you don't want to hear, and I think that's what happened, Theresa, when you thought you heard Gwen confess.

Theresa: So you're going to believe Gwen and Ivy over me?

Ethan: Theresa, it's my mother and my wife. They wouldn't lie to me.

Theresa: Well, they're lying to your face right now. So, someday you're going to know the truth. I'm going to make sure you know what they've done.

Liz: Noah. Noah. I hate to take you away from your admiring public, but one of the customers said she saw a rat.

Noah: Oh, that can't be good for business. Which way did he go?

Liz: She said she thinks she saw it head towards the storeroom. Would you mind terribly taking a look for me?

Noah: No, I'll check it out right now. I'll be back, ladies.

Women: Aw, no.

Woman: Come on. Where you going?

Liz: Oh, you are definitely going to be good for this place.

Noah: Fancy?

Fancy: Noah?

Noah and Fancy: What are you doing here?

Eve: It was so hard to say goodbye to her. Julian, I can't stand the thought of never seeing my daughter again.

Julian: I know how painful this is, but we really have no choice.

Eve: I know. But it's almost unbearable, to think that I'm just leaving everything -- my home, my family, my friends, my entire life!

Julian: We'll build a new life together. I'll make you happy, I promise.

Eve: I know. I know you will. I just -- I have to adjust to the idea of leaving.

Julian: We really don't have the time.

Eve: What?

Julian: The plane is waiting.

Eve: No, but -- no, I haven't said goodbye to Chad or Simone.

Julian: We really can't wait. It's just too risky. Come with me.

Gwen: Thank you for covering for me, Ivy. I know you weren't there.

Ivy: Well, I couldn't stand listening to any more of her lies. It's bad enough she destroyed Ethan's life and mine. I wasn't about to stand there while she tried to bring you down, too. Imagine, the idea of you sending that information to the tabloids. It's ridiculous.

Gwen: Yeah, it's completely absurd.

Ethan: I checked on Jane. She's sound asleep.

Gwen: She's just -- she's the most precious baby. Honey, we have to do something about Theresa. She is really crazy.

Ivy: I agree. Imagine putting her hand in the fire just to try to prove her idiotic point.

Gwen: I mean, she's totally lost her mind. Who knows what she'll do next.

Ivy: She certainly shouldn't be responsible for a child. I think you should be concerned about Jane's safety.

Ethan: Theresa would never hurt the baby.

Ivy: How do you know, Ethan?

Gwen: Theresa is dangerous when she's out of her mind, and honestly I don't think she should ever have custody of Jane ever again.

Ivy: Neither do I. I think she should lose all of her custody rights.

Ethan: Mother, I can't do that.

Gwen: Can't do what?

Ethan: Theresa is Jane's mother. I can't take Jane away from her mother.

Alistair: Come in, Theresa. I've been expecting you.

Theresa: I'm sure you were. Thank you. So, I'm here, and I am all yours.

Alistair: What does that mean, exactly?

Theresa: It means I'm coming over to your side, Alistair, completely.

Alistair: Completely? Are you sure about it this time?

Theresa: I'm sure. I need you to help me get Jane and Ethan back. And in return, I will do anything that you want.

Alistair: Anything?

Theresa: Anything.

On the Next Passions:

Valerie: I'm here for you, Chad, whenever you're ready to start living again.

Fancy: I'm just not that into you. Oh! My god!

Theresa: No, Gwen, you will never keep me from my baby, ever.

Julian: It's the police! Get this plane off the ground now, Captain!

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