Thursday 10/13/05--Canada; Friday 10/14/05--USA
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Noah: Yeah -- wow.
Eve: No. You're wasting your time. I'm not going to sign this complaint against Liz.
Officer: What, are you nuts?
D.A.: Your sister went out of the way to wrongfully accuse you of her attempted murder when we now know it was she who was trying to kill you. And now you want to let her off the hook?
Julian: I mean, he's right. You have no reason to have any compassion for Liz. She's done nothing but try to destroy your life since you came to Harmony.
Liz: I didn't try to kill anyone. Rebecca is lying through her teeth.
D.A. And I suppose she planted that vial of poison in your bag.
Liz: You think?
Julian: We all know what Liz would do if she were in your position. We've already seen it.
Officer: Look, we don't have all night, lady. What's it going to be? You going to press charges against your sister or not?
Kay: Your spell was supposed to help Fox, not kill him. His hands are ice cold. So help me, if you have murdered the man that I love, I will tell the world that you and Endora are witches.
Alistair: Who said I had anything to do with Luis' death?
Martin: Nobody has to say it. I know you're responsible, the same way you were for Antonio's death. I should have put a stop to you a long time ago.
Martin: You know, I'd tell you to go make peace with God if I thought you were going to join him, but that's not where you're going. When I finish with you tonight, Alistair, you're going straight to hell.
Gwen: I warned you. I told you what I would do if I found you in my husband's arms again. This -- this was the last time!
Ethan: Gwen, no, no, no.
Gwen: Get off of me!
Pilar: Gwen, you don't understand.
Gwen: I don't understand? The hell I don't! And I do not know how a woman of your high moral caliber can stand there and defend this slut of a daughter. I suggest you leave now, because I am going to tear her apart.
Pilar: Gwen --
Ethan: Gwen -- whoa, hey!
Theresa: Gwen, get back!
Ethan: Come on, stop it!
Chris: You want to make me pay for ratting you out to the feds? Go on, do your worst, as long as you leave Sheridan and my son out of it.
Sheridan: Chris, don't. Leave him alone. He's done nothing wrong.
Chris: Listen, I'll make you a deal. I'll walk out of here with you right now as long as you don't harm me in front of my son or the woman that needs to take care of him once I'm gone.
Sheridan: Chris, don't do this.
Chris: Get back, Sheridan. This is none of your business.
Sheridan: It is if it concerns you. Now, look, if you want to kill Chris, you're going to have to kill me, too.
Sheridan: I mean it. You'll have to shoot me first if you want to kill Chris.
Chris: Now, Sheridan, this is none of your business.
Dave: What the --
Sheridan: Agent Hall, help. These men are trying to kill Chris.
Dave: No, no, they're not. They're my men. I sent them in here to cover you while I went to get the car.
Chris: What the hell? You scared my boy half to death. Now, put your damn guns away.
Dave: I'm afraid we can't do that. Look, I'm sorry. I didn't know they were going to come inside.
Sheridan: Never mind, as long as we're all ok. You all right, sweetheart?
Dave: Ok, the car's out front. Get them to the airport and make sure you're not being followed.
Chris: You really don't have to come to the airport with us.
Sheridan: You forget -- I have to meet the plane that has Luis' body.
Chris: Are you going to be ok?
Sheridan: I don't have much choice, do I? Besides, we're wasting time. The sooner you get out of Harmony, the safer you'll be.
Chris: I still don't like the idea of leaving you like this.
Sheridan: You have to do it. Do it for James.
Chris: Ok. Come on, let's do it.
Kay: Touch him. Touch him yourself. He's freezing cold. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Your spell was too strong and it killed him.
Tabitha: Oh, now, that would be inconvenient, wouldn't it?
Kay: "Inconvenient"? How selfish can you be, Tabitha? I love him. He's the only man that I've ever loved that's actually loved me back, and now you've taken him from me.
Tabitha: Oh, now, now, don't worry, Kay. This spell is only supposed to be dangerous for the initiator of the spell, not the object thereof.
Kay: I'm right, aren't I? Fox is dead. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Fox is dead and it's all my fault.
Ethan: Gwen, enough!
Gwen: Get off of me! I'm going to tear her head off!
Ethan: No! You're going to stop this now!
Gwen: Get off of me! She doesn't deserve to live, much less be the mother to those two wonderful children! And how dare you stand here and defend her! She's making another play for you right out in the open and doesn't even care!
Pilar: Gwen, please. You don't understand. There are things that --
Gwen: How do you justify your actions to yourself? Do you remember how you felt when your father left your mother for another woman, huh? Do you remember how furious you were with Katherine because she stole your father away from your mother?
Theresa: Yes, I do, but there are --
Gwen: There are no "buts." "But" nothing, Theresa. You know, you know exactly the pain and the hurt that Katherine caused your entire family, but you don't care. You are steamrolling full-steam ahead doing the same thing to me. How the hell do you live with yourself?
Theresa: I think you need to ask yourself that same question. How do you live with yourself knowing that the man that you married never should have married you in the first place, that he loves me, Gwen, not you, the mother of his only child?
Ethan: Theresa --
Theresa: How do you stand hanging on to a man who deep in his heart and soul longs to be with me, not you?
Theresa: You know what, Ethan? No, not now, and especially not tonight. If she wants it all to come out, it might as well.
Pilar: Theresa, don't, please.
Theresa: It's ok, Mama. You know what, Ethan? I think that you need to tell her. I think it's time to tell her exactly how you feel from your heart this time -- no more cover-ups, no more lies, no more doing what you think is right.
Gwen: How dare you put words in my husband's mouth. And, you -- what are you? You just stand there and let her talk to me like that? What the hell kind of man are you? You tell me that you love me and you're never going to leave me, but every single time I turn my back you're in her arms! Why? I am sick and tired of it! It is your lucky tonight, Theresa, because I want a divorce!
Martin: I'm going to wring the life out of you with my bare hands and enjoy every second of it.
Alistair: Oh, come on. First of all, you're not man enough, and, secondly, I can't even count the number of times you've threatened to make me pay for my supposed sins.
Martin: This time it's different.
Alistair: Oh, how can it be so different, huh? You're still the gutless wonder. And when it comes to me, you're completely impotent and God knows who else.
Martin: You know, you underestimate me, Alistair.
Alistair: Oh, I really don't think so. I was the man, remember, who hired you as a lackey at Crane Industries many years ago.
Martin: You were a horrible boss.
Alistair: And you were -- no. You were lucky to have that job.
Martin: Oh, yes. You were such a horrible boss.
Alistair: No, I wasn't a horrible boss -- I mean, come on, a paycheck is a paycheck! You couldn't even hang on to that lousy job.
Martin: You know, what's funny is they say that memory's the first thing to go, old man.
Martin: You didn't fire me.
Alistair: Oh, no.
Martin: I left.
Alistair: Oh, no, yes, you did, you did with my wife! God, you were such a hero in those days, saving Katherine from her bad, bad husband. The truth be known, you were looking for an easy escape route. You didn't want to support that passel of kids you had with Pilar.
Martin: That's a damn lie.
Alistair: Oh, really? That's what it looked like to me.
Martin: You know what?
Martin: I don't actually give a damn what you think, and you know something else? Nobody else does, either.
Martin: And maybe I was wrong leaving back then, but what I'm going to do tonight will truly make up it.
Alistair: Oh, good, good. Now, you kill me and you will spend the rest of your life in jail. And then you'll have to stagger all of those -- those visiting days. I mean, Pilar will get Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Katherine -- she'll get Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday.
Martin: You just had your last laugh, funny man.
Alistair: Here. I'll help you kill me. Shoot me right here in my heart -- you know, the heart that you think I don't possess.
Kay: I finally find the man that I want to spend the rest of my life with and he's dead.
Tabitha: No, no, he's not, dear. He's a bit comatose, I'll grant you that, but he's definitely not a goner.
Kay: But I can't feel a pulse.
Tabitha: Oh. Well, when the boys in the basement want to put you to sleep, they put you to sleep. Oh, and it wouldn't do for the spell subject to wake up in the middle of the experience, now, would it?
Kay: No, I guess not. Are you sure?
Tabitha: Of course I'm sure, dear. I've done thousands of these jobs in my lifetimes.
Tabitha: Fox is very much alive -- well, I dare say he will be a little bit changed.
Kay: But he's going to be ok and the spell's going to work and he's going to come out on top at Crane the way he wants, right?
Tabitha: Just as you asked, my dear.
Tabitha: And you were willing to pay a very high price for your boyfriend's success.
Kay: Yeah, well, I'm not worried about that part.
Tabitha: Well, you should be, Kay. Come on. We don't want him to wake up before it's time.
Kay: Go on, let it out. I can tell you're dying to break it to me. Exactly what is this high price I'm supposed to be all shaken up about? What do I owe you for the spell?
Tabitha: Oh, you keep talking about it as if it's a matter of dollars and cents. Besides, it's not me you owe. It's them.
Kay: Ok, whatever. So what do I owe your so-called boys in the basement, then? I'm ready.
Tabitha: We'll see, won't we?
Fancy: I will never forget this night as long as I live.
Noah: Give me a break. You're the original girl from Ipanema and this is just a storage room, most recently home to a big fat rat.
Noah: Huh, don't worry. His extended family are long gone.
Fancy: Then this is our special place. Oh, my gosh. Your 12 minutes must be up.
Noah: Almost, but we still have time for the most important thing.
Fancy: There's not enough time for that.
Noah: A dance.
Noah: May I have this dance, Miss Fancy Crane?
D.A.: I don't believe you've thought this through, Dr. Russell. Your half sister was in possession of the same drug used the night she was poisoned.
Liz: I was framed.
D.A. Not to mention the courtroom testimony of Mrs. Rebecca Crane -- ahem, his wife, who says it was Ms. Sanbourne who wanted to kill you all along. She was willing to let you take the fall for it, so I'm sure you're not about to let her walk out of here scot-free.
Eve: Well, I am. Just leave Liz alone.
Julian: Eve, I'm telling you they have her dead to rights.
Eve: Well, I don't care. I'm not going to press charges. She's already gone through enough in her life already. I'm not about to add to her pain.
Liz: Don't tell me, sister dearest, but you've got something worse in store for me.
D.A. This is nuts. Why cut her a break when she wasn't willing to do the same for you? Ok, fine. Suit yourself. I can place her under arrest without your help.
D.A.: Between the poison vial found in your purse and Rebecca Crane's testimony, the state's got enough to bring charges. You're going to jail for the attempted murder of your own half sister, Dr. Eve Russell.
Officer: Put your hands behind your back.
Theresa: It is about time that you decided to divorce Ethan, because no woman in her right mind would want to be married to a man who's not in love with her.
Ethan: Theresa, enough. This is between me and my wife. Listen to me -- listen to me. You don't know what you're saying. You don't want a divorce.
Theresa: Of course she wants a divorce. She just said she -- why don't you just accept it, for God's sake?
Ethan: Theresa, listen! Enough. I know why you're upset, I don't blame you, but you don't understand why I was holding her, Gwen. You don't --
Gwen: Oh, I don't want to hear another pathetic excuse. I am so sick of it.
Pilar: But, Gwen, it isn't an excuse. There really was a reason why Ethan was with Theresa this time.
Gwen: Pilar, please don't insult me, ok? I don't want to hear another justification for your daughter trying to steal my husband. This is all about manipulation, and, you, my dear, are too thick to see it.
Ethan: Gwen, this is not about manipulation this time, all right? We all came here to tell Theresa that Luis is dead.
Ethan: That's right. In Morocco or some-- we don't know the details behind it, but apparently it's true. She was upset. I was consoling her, Gwen.
Gwen: Luis is dead?
Pilar: Yes, he is.
Gwen: Oh, my God. Pilar, I am so sorry. I never would have flown off the handle like that had I known. I'm so sorry.
Theresa: You didn't give anyone a chance to explain, Gwen.
Rebecca: Oh, gee. Look, I really wonder why, Theresa. I mean, it is so unlike you to try to use a tragic circumstance to your advantage. I mean, what better way to get Ethan to pay attention to you tonight?
Pilar: How dare you. How dare you accuse Theresa of using her brother's death to get close to Ethan!
Rebecca: Oh, Pilar, enough, all right? You have always wanted Theresa to snare Ethan like you wanted Luis to be with Sheridan, and if not Luis, then there's Antonio --
Pilar: Oh, you lying, miserable --
Ethan: No, no, Pilar, she's not even worth it. Don't waste a breath on her.
Rebecca: Ethan. Is that any way to talk to your mother-in-law? After all, I am a Crane and the only reason you and Gwen are allowed to stay here in this mansion is because of the generosity of my husband, Julian.
Ethan: I don't care who you're married to. The fact is you are a mean-spirited and very selfish woman, Rebecca.
Gwen: Ethan, no, no, not if you value our marriage the way you say you do.
Ethan: Gwen, I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to your mother here.
Gwen: Well, you know what? My mother may not be the easiest person in the world to get along with, but neither is Theresa.
Ethan: You know, Gwen, I thought you understood, you know? She just lost her brother.
Gwen: I do understand, and I am very sorry. I'm incredibly sorry. I can't even imagine what Pilar and Sheridan are going through right now, but that is still -- that is no excuse for Theresa to use this tragedy to get closer to you. You know, I thought Alistair was the monster in this house, but ever since he married this bitch, there are two.
Pilar: Stop it!
Theresa: Ok, Mama --
Pilar: Just basta! I'm tired of you judging my daughter!
Theresa: No, Mama --
Gwen: Why don't you just stay out of this!
Pilar: I will not stay out --
Ethan: Come on -- hey, hey!
Theresa: Mama, stop, please.
Alistair: Come on, Martin. Prove your manhood, or are you too surprised to see that I'm willing to stake my life on the fact that you don't have the guts to kill me? Even after all of the things you think I did to your family, the dastardly things, and even that you think right now that I'm the one responsible for the death of not one of your sons, but two of your sons.
Martin: Like I said, you underestimate me.
Pilar: Oh, God.
Rebecca: That was a gunshot.
Ethan: Oh, my God, he's killed Alistair.
Kay: Stop trying to freak me out, ok? Just tell me what I owe your creepy pals downstairs. It's not like I really care how high the price is anyway, because I would do anything to give Fox what he wants.
Tabitha: "Give" isn't exactly the word I would choose, Kay. You are not going to be giving anyone anything. They are going to be taking something from you, something of equal or greater value than Fox's guarantee of financial success. So if I were you, I would prepare myself.
Kay: How do I do that when you're talking in riddles? Wait. This isn't about me selling my soul again, is it?
Tabitha: Hmm. Oh, no. Been there, done that. No. What they're going to be taking from you this time is something much more precious than your measly little soul. And you are going to miss what they're going to take from you for the rest of your life.
Sheridan: I left a message for Pilar not to meet me down here.
Chris: Are you sure? I know she'd want to come.
Sheridan: I can do this by myself. Besides, it'll be too upsetting for her. I'll call her when I make all the arrangements.
Dave: You two say your final goodbyes. The plane's fueled up, on the runway, ready to take off.
Chris: Can you give us a minute. Alone?
Dave: I'm afraid not.
Sheridan: You've been stalling long enough. Look, you better get going before the men who want you dead track you down.
Chris: You really care whether I live or die, don't you?
Chris: Ok, I'll go, but there's something I want you to know. I will never, ever forget you, Sheridan. You're the first person in a very long time who's trusted me, who's made me feel that my life was worth living.
Sheridan: Of course it is. You're a wonderful man. You've got a beautiful little boy, you're a terrific father.
Chris: I wish we could have stayed longer.
Sheridan: So do I.
Chris: Things might have been so different between us if we just had more time.
Sheridan: I'll miss you, too. And I'm going to miss you. You make me a promise? Yeah? You be good for your daddy and always remember me, ok? Here.
Sheridan: Now you'll never forget me.
Chris: Ok, sport. Come on. We're going to go for a plane ride high in the sky full of stars.
Sheridan: Oh. Oh.
Martin: I did it. I finally did it.
Pilar: Oh, my God. Martin, what have you done?
Theresa: Is he dead?
Ethan: Sure looks like it.
Gwen: Oh, I don't believe this.
Rebecca: Well, you better start believing, because Theresa is now Alistair's widow, and that means she is going to control everything.
Ethan: I can't believe it. Alistair's really dead.
Rebecca: This is the worst thing that could have happened.
Theresa: Thank you, Rebecca. If you hadn't have said anything, it would have taken me a while to realize the repercussions of this for me -- for all of us, actually.
Gwen: She just won the lottery.
Theresa: As Alistair's widow, I am in control of the entire Crane empire until my son reaches maturity. As of tonight, everyone in this house answers to me.
Alistair: Not so fast, sweetcakes.
Rebecca: Ah, he's alive!
Alistair: Indeed I am and enjoying every minute of it, too.
Pilar: Wait, but we all heard the shot.
Martin: I fired at point-blank range. I know I didn't miss.
Alistair: That's right. You didn't miss. You didn't miss. You see, the first round was a blank. The second one would have killed me. You know, the pros always say that you fire twice -- first one to the heart, second one to the head, but you'll get the hang of it next time, Martin. You know, it's really very interesting to me how a death brings out the true colors of everyone -- Martin, here, for example. You really can kill someone in cold blood. Congratulations, Martin. And Pilar really does love Martin, even though he still has these lingering feelings for my ex-wife. And Theresa, my lovely, spirited betrothed really will take advantage of any situation, even the violent, bloody death of her groom.
Theresa: Marrying you was the biggest mistake of my life, Alistair.
Alistair: Oh, come off of it, Theresa. I gave you lots of chances to change your mind. You went ahead with it anyway. Now, what are you all doing here in the first place? I mean, didn't anyone get Sheridan's message?
Pilar: What message?
Alistair: Well, that Luis' body was being returned to Harmony tonight. She's probably at the airport waiting for the plane to land.
Pilar: Oh. Yeah, she did call. I just -- I had the ringer off.
Alistair: Yeah, well, why don't you all get out of here and go mourn for someone who's really dead.
Noah: Oh. All right, and we still have 3 1/2 minutes left to make out.
Fancy: "Make out"? Isn't that what our parents did?
Noah: Hmm. And with each other, no doubt. Let's not think about that.
Noah: All right. Tell Liz I still have a few minutes left on my break, ok?
Bartender: Well, I don't think she cares, Noah.
Noah: Hey, since when, all right? She's on my case about everything else.
Bartender: Well, right now she's dealing with some people on her case. She's being arrested as we speak.
Noah: Liz? For what, jaywalking?
Bartender: Try attempted murder. Fancy's dad is out there, too. Come on, you better see this.
Fancy: Oh, thank you.
Liz: You're just going to stand there, Julian, and let them do this to me? Of course you are. As long as it's not about your precious Eve, the rest of the world be damned, especially me.
Eve: Don't you take it out on Julian. He hasn't done anything to you.
Liz: As far as you know.
D.A.: Come on, we're wasting time here. You can talk to your cellmate till kingdom come once you're sentenced. This is going to be a slam dunk with your sister's testimony.
Eve: I thought you understood. I'm not going to testify against Liz. If I take the stand at all, I'm going to take it in her defense.
Julian: You have more compassion in you than this woman could ever dream of.
Noah: Is there anything I can do to help, Liz?
Liz: Get back to work for starters.
Eve: Look, you're going to be making a huge mistake. I know that you don't have enough evidence against Liz for the attempted murders of Julian and Alistair. And if all you've got is Rebecca's word that she tried to kill me, you don't have much of a case.
D.A.: I'll be the judge of that.
Eve: Fine. I just want to give you fair warning, though. Rebecca is the worst kind of witness you could have. She's already changed her story so many times. You're just going to look like a fool if you try and charge Liz with those murders.
Dave: Time's up, Chris.
Chris: Come on, cowboy. We got to go for our big adventure.
Sheridan: I can't stand this.
Man: Sheridan Crane?
Man: We have something for you, over there. The body of Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald.
Man: We're sorry for your loss, ma'am.
D.A.: Go ahead, take them off. I hope you know what you're doing, lady. She already tried to kill you once.
Eve: Would you please leave?
Liz: I never tried to kill anyone. Even a blind man can see Rebecca Crane was lying.
Eve: Don't waste your breath.
Liz: Get your hands off me, Eve.
Eve: But --
Liz: I don't need any favors from you. Just because you dropped those phony charges doesn't mean that we're ok now. I still hate you, Eve, and I'm never going to stop making you pay for what you did to me.
Julian: Shut up!
Liz: Oh, please, Julian. You can't protect Eve from me this time.
Julian: Yes, I can. I can call the D.A. back here right now.
Eve: Julian, don't --
Julian: Look, you offered her an olive branch. It meant nothing to her. Just because she's innocent of trying to kill you the last time, that doesn't mean she won't try it now.
Eve: Well, I don't care. I mean it. I don't want the police brought back into this.
Noah: Dr. Russell, he's only trying to protect you.
Julian: Look, he's right. There is no reason for you not to press charges against this -- this woman.
Tabitha: It's all about energy fields, you see.
Kay: Hmm, not really. I was never really good at physics.
Tabitha: Oh, physics, schmysics. This is simple. There is only a finite amount of energy in the universe, and this is one of those spells that needs all the energy it can muster and then some.
Kay: So you mean the dark forces need to replenish themselves?
Tabitha: Yes, in a way. They don't work for free, which means that they're always owed something of value from the person or persons who've requested the spell.
Kay: So that's it? My being sapped of some energy is the price? Well, I don't care if all it is is that I'm a little tired every now and then.
Tabitha: Oh, no, Kay. That's just the residual side effect. That isn't the price. No, the spell that I cast for you is going to cost you more than energy. And I can guarantee that you're not going to like what it costs you one bit.
Alistair: Get out of here, each and every one of you. But not you, Theresa. A wife belongs by her husband's side.
Pilar: I don't like leaving you here with him.
Theresa: It's ok, Mama. I'm going to catch up with you, ok?
Pilar: Ok. Sheridan texted me. She said that we need to be home and she's going to call us when -- when --
Theresa: Ok. I know.
Pilar: You know -- when Luis arrives.
Martin: You watch your back, Alistair. Now that you know I'm capable of killing you --
Ethan: Whoa, whoa, Martin. Come on, let him go, let it go.
Alistair: Yeah. Ethan, get him out of here before I call security or the police to have him arrested for attempted murder. But I won't do that tonight. I'm in a very good mood this evening. Right, Rebecca? Hmm. I bet you and your daughter can breathe a sigh of relief now that Theresa's no longer a widow.
Gwen: Then I'll just talk to you later. I want to go wait to hear from Sheridan.
Rebecca: Oh -- I, for one, Alistair, am thrilled you're still alive.
Alistair: I bet you are.
Theresa: Alistair, whatever it is that you want, can you please make it quick, because I would like to be with my family.
Alistair: Oh. I'd think a young lady of your breeding would want a quickie.
Theresa: A quickie?
Alistair: I'm a man of a huge appetite, and I don't want my medication to go to waste.
Sheridan: Why, Luis? Why did this have to happen? I wanted you to come home. I missed you so much. And now I'll never see you again.
Man: Anything we can do, miss?
Sheridan: Yes. Actually, you can open the casket.
Man: Here? Are you sure?
Sheridan: I need to see him. I need to see him with my own two eyes.
Fancy: Please, stop this. You shouldn't be fighting with each other.
Noah: Yeah. Why don't you all just call it a night and talk in the morning.
Julian: This woman is a vile, vicious, vindictive snake. After all you have done to hurt Eve, she still has the decency and compassion to keep you out of jail.
Liz: You think she did this because she's decent and generous? I'll tell you why she did it, Julian. Because she's riddled with guilt about everything she's done to me my whole life. You think I don't see through you, Eve? You don't care about me. All you care about is looking good in front of your rich boyfriend.
Julian: We don't have to stand here and listen to this filth spewing out of her.
Noah: Liz hates Dr. Russell so much, you can cut the venom with a knife.
Liz: You can't buy a pass that easily, sister dear. I am not through with you yet. Maybe you should have let them put me in jail.
Kay: Are you going to spell it out for me or not? What do the boys in the basement expect from me? How are they going to charge me for all the energy they've expended?
Tabitha: Well, they want love.
Kay: Love? I thought the dark side hated love.
Tabitha: They do. They want to rid the world of it. That's why the payment due in full is your love for Fox and his for you.
Kay: What are you talking about? The whole reason why I asked you to do this spell is because I love Fox.
Tabitha: I know. Ironic, isn't it? And that's what it's going to cost you. He will be very successful, but you will be without his love. I told you this was going to be an expensive spell, Kay.
Kay: Oh, my God. What have I done?
Martin: You go on home. I'll stay here.
Pilar: No -- no, absolutely not. I don't trust you in this house with Alistair after what he's done to Luis.
Ethan: Martin, she's right. Look, Alistair would like nothing more than to have you locked up on attempted murder charges. I know you're mad, but you got to be smart about making him pay.
Martin: Well, I don't know if I can do that. I mean, he's taken so much from me, from Pilar, from all of us.
Pilar: Listen, he will get what's coming to him one day. Trust me.
Martin: Yes, he will. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Pilar: Let's go, Martin. We need to be home when Sheridan calls. Come on.
Theresa: Stop it! Stop it! Please, just stop. That's enough.
Alistair: Oh, boy. I love your spunk, kid. There's nothing more boring than a compliant woman.
Theresa: You're sick.
Alistair: Well, but it doesn't matter. I don't have time to have a roll in the hay with you right now. But I'll tell you something. Later, we'll have it nice and mellow in our marital chamber, ok? Hmm. Oh, and by the way, wear that red teddy with the red stockings and the red shoes. I love that look.
Theresa: Damn you, Alistair. Why did I marry you?
Theresa: Well, since I know you'll never give me a divorce, I guess there's only one way out. Thanks for pointing out the benefits of my being your widow, Alistair.
Sheridan: Please, open the casket.
Man: This is highly irregular, miss. I --
Sheridan: You don't understand. There were times where Luis thought I was dead, times where I thought that he was dead and it was a mistake, so please open the casket. I need to see him with my own eyes.
Man: Give us a second.
Sheridan: Of course. Maybe it's not him.
On the Next Passions:
Sam: Girls, I need you to come down here!
Jessica: Oh, my God. He's figured out we're lying.
Theresa: I don't want your prayers. I need you to help me get rid of Alistair.
Kay: I'll do anything if you'll just undo the effects of the spell. If you don't, I'll expose you as a witch.
Man: Our condolences, ma'am.
Pilar: Yes, well, thank you.
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