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Passions Transcript Wednesday 3/22/06--Canada; Thursday 3/23/06--USA

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Miguel: Are you sure it's ok with Tabitha?

Kay: Yes, she practically insisted that you stay here so you could be close to your daughter.

Miguel: You know, I really want to spend as much time as I can with Maria. I mean, after all the time I've been away, she doesn't even know me.

Kay: I know, I know. It will be good for her, too.

Miguel: You don't think Fox will mind, do you?

Kay: No, of course not. I mean, he knows how important it is for you and Maria to get to know one another.

Miguel: Well, then I guess I'm staying here.

Kay: Good. You can tuck her in tonight, and then you'll be there when she wakes up. It'll be great.

Kay: [Laughs] Quit tickling me.

Fox: I'm not tickling you. I'm seeing if you're getting fat.

Kay: Fat? What?

Fox: You know what they say about being in love. You get happy, you look fat.

Kay: [Laughs] Oh, well, if I get fat, you can put me on a diet.

Fox: Come here. Give me some loving, sugar.

Kay: What? Shh! Miguel, he's in the next room.

Fox: I totally forgot. I'm sorry.

Kay: It's ok.

Fox: How is it that out of the girls I've been with, you're the only one who could ever make me laugh?

Kay: I am, really?

Fox: Yes, really. Do you have any idea how happy you make me?

Kay: Mm, I love you.

Fox: I love you, too. I'm so happy that we found each other.

Ethan: Maybe this will help.

Gwen: Thank you. I'm having a really hard time concentrating.

Ethan: Well, that's because you've been working at a ridiculous pace ever since you started at Collier and Company.

Gwen: I never expected Mr. Collier would want me to work all day and then all night.

Ethan: Honey, he's been piling the work on you.

Gwen: Yeah, but you know, I wouldn't really mind it if it weren't for Theresa.

Ethan: I know, I know that.

Gwen: Thank you. You know, after everything she's done to try and break us up, she still manages to appall me.

Ethan: Yeah, it's pretty amazing. I can't believe she used Chad to come here and make a pitch to me.

Gwen: And then she has the nerve to show up here herself. I'm still shaking. And, honey, look at your face.

Ethan: I'm fine, I'm all right.

Gwen: No, you're not fine. You and Chad were fighting, and you two are supposed to be good friends.

Ethan: I'm ok. Really, honey I'm ok. Take a break. Have some tea, please.

Gwen: Look, I feel like I'm losing my mind. And if we don't get away from that woman soon, I don't know what's going to happen.

Ethan: I'm sorry. I feel really, really bad about this. You do not deserve this.

Gwen: Well, neither do you. You've done everything in your power to discourage that lunatic.

Ethan: Well, you're right about one thing. We do have to get away from Harmony. I will find a job someplace, somehow, somewhere.

Gwen: I'm sure there's someone who would stand up against Theresa's bullying and hire you, right?

Ethan: I'll tell you one thing. I hate the fact that you're the one working when I should be the one that is taking care of us, period.

Gwen: I know you feel that way. Listen, I don't care. Honey, change careers. Become a cherry picker. I don't care. Just get us the hell away from Theresa.

Ethan: Gwen, what is -- what is this thing?

Gwen: It's a camera. It's a camera Mr. Collier had installed so we can have the conference calls with the overseas clients.

Ethan: Nice. Look, you know what? Why don't we forget about work? Why don't we forget about Theresa tonight? It's so late. You -- you don't have to finish this stuff tonight, right?

Gwen: No, not till next week.

Ethan: All right, then you know what? There's a big beautiful bottle of champagne downstairs in the fridge. It's calling our names. What do you say?

Gwen: That sounds wonderful. I don't think there's anything else Theresa could do to ruin this night.

Ethan: Exactly, so how about a little, I don't know, romance or something?

Theresa: Come on, Collier. Pick up the phone. Gwen is supposed to be too busy to fool around with Ethan like this. Collier?

Mr. Collier: Yes?

Theresa: What the hell is going on? Why isn't Gwen at work?

Mr. Collier: Mrs. Crane, I'm sorry. I was sleeping.

Theresa: Well, wake up! And get busy. Give Gwen work.

Mr. Collier: Mrs. Crane, this is insane. I've already given the poor women more work than anybody could do.

Theresa: How can I make myself any clearer to you, Collier? I want her kept busy. So busy that she has no time to be with Ethan.

Mr. Collier: I'm sorry, but I've run out of projects for Gwen to handle. Are you trying to make me kill her?

Theresa: Well, now that you mention it.

Mr. Collier: Ah, I'm sorry, Mrs. Crane, but you are crazy.

Theresa: You think that I'm crazy, Collier? You don't know the half of it. And trust me, you don't want to find out. So you live up to your end of the bargain, or watch your company go down the toilet.

Mr. Collier: Mrs. Crane, please.

Theresa: Don't argue with me, Collier. You do what you're told. Call Gwen right now. Give her a new deadline. Send her out for doughnuts. I don't really care. You do what you have to do to keep Gwen away from Ethan.

Eve: Oh. Oh, my God.

Chad: What the hell?

Julian: What happened to her?

Eve: Look at this. Look at this horror. Who did this to her?

Chad: This is a convent. How could this have happened?

Mother Superior: Heavenly Father.

Julian: What's been going on here?

Chad: You must know who did this. Tell us.

Mother Superior: I don't know. I -- I had no idea.

Chad: You run this place. You must have some idea. Now, I want to know who did this to Whitney.

Fancy: What?

Noah: I just wanted to look at you. You are so beautiful. I still can't believe you actually love me.

Fancy: Well, believe it. I love you. Noah?

Noah: What? What is it?

Fancy: There. Someone's out there.

Noah: Yeah, I see him.

Fancy: What should we do?

Gwen: You want all the work you sent over tonight finished by morning?

Mr. Collier: Yes, I'm sorry to do this to you, Gwen, but it's important.

Gwen: Well, Mr. Collier, I -- I didn't think this needed to be ready for presentation till next week. I was just doing the prep work.

Mr. Collier: Unfortunately, we had to move the deadline up. I'm sorry, but I want all those reports on my desk first thing tomorrow morning. I'm sorry, Gwen. I hope you quit this damn job.

Gwen: Unbelievable.

Ethan: What's wrong?

Gwen: Mr. Collier just called. He wants all of this finished by the morning. And I will be up all night working, and I probably still won't be able to finish it all.

Ethan: But that is ridiculous, Gwen.

Gwen: Well, you know, he said the deadline was moved up. It needs to be done. So, so much for our romantic evening.

Ethan: Come here. Ok, this is nuts. This is crazy. Quit the damn job. I will figure out a way to get us out of Harmony and away from this insanity, all right?

Gwen: I know we talked about it, and believe me, nothing would make me happier.

Ethan: We can do it. I don't want to see you abused like this anymore.

Gwen: Oh, sweetheart, thank you for wanting to protect me, ok? But we -- honey, I can't quit this job, not just yet. We need to be practical. We need the money.

Ethan: Damn Theresa for putting us in this position. You know, she's just trying to get me to come back to Crane.

Gwen: Well, I'm going to scrub floors before I let that happen. And didn't we say we wouldn't talk about her anymore?

Ethan: Yes, we did. I'm sorry, you're right.

Gwen: Now unfortunately, I need to get back to work if -- if I'm going to get this done, ok?

Ethan: Ok.

Theresa: Oh. No bubbly, no kisses for Gwen tonight. Well. Just got to keep you slaving away at your job because Ethan's going to get really, really tired of you neglecting him. But I'll be here, waiting to comfort him with open arms.

Pilar: Theresa?

Theresa: Mama. I -- I thought you were in bed.

Pilar: No. I couldn't sleep. I'm too upset about your father.

Theresa: Where is he?

Pilar: I don't know. Not here.

Theresa: Do you think he's with Katherine?

Pilar: No. She's in her room. I don't want to see that woman in the morning. She's probably very happy now that your father and I are not going to renew our vows.

Theresa: I'm really sorry about that, Mama.

Pilar: Yeah. Me, too. I really don't want to see her face at breakfast tomorrow.

Theresa: Oh, no. No, no, no. You don't have to go through that. This is my house. If you want her out, she is out tonight.

Pilar: You're right. This is your house. You could throw her out, huh? I don't want you to do that. I mean, where would she go?

Theresa: Why do you care, Mama? She caused you to call off renewing your vows.

Pilar: Yeah, but she's still Julian and Sheridan's mother, and this is their home, and she deserves to be here. Besides, if she left, she would go straight to Martin.

Theresa: Well, I don't know why you care, because they deserve each other.

Pilar: Please, it hurts too much to even think about them together.

Pilar: What are you doing on the computer?

Theresa: Oh, nothing really.

Pilar: Oh, wait. That's Ethan and Gwen in their room. What -- what are you doing, Theresa?

Chad: I want to know who did this to Whitney, and I want to know right now.

Julian: Chad, calm down. We'll get to the bottom of this.

Eve: Oh, my God. How could this have happened? I thought at least she'd be safe here in a convent.

Chad: See, I told you something was wrong. I told you she was sick. She's lost weight, she's so pale, she's got dark circles under her eyes. And no wonder. Somebody in this place has beaten the hell out of her.

Julian: Mother Superior, do you've any idea who could've done this?

Mother Superior: No, I -- I'm sorry. This is horrendous. I -- I don't know. I'm as much in the dark as you are.

Eve: Someone did this to her.

Chad: Listen, now, don't you have any sort of security in this place?

Mother Superior: Yes, yes. Our -- our doors are locked. The grounds are secure. I will find out who did this. And I can assure you that the responsible party will be punished. This -- this kind of brutality will not be tolerated in a house of God. It shouldn't happen anywhere.

Eve: Oh, look at my poor baby. Oh, Julian, who could have done this to her?

Whitney's voice: God will never forgive me for this. Committing incest, making love to my own brother, and I want it. I am an abomination. I am a monster.

Whitney: [Screams]

Fancy: What should we do, Noah?

Noah: I'm going to sneak around and try to take him out, ok? I think we need some more wine, don't you?

Fancy: Sounds wonderful.

Noah: Who the hell are you, huh? And who the hell sent you?

Fox: Ah, Kay --

Kay: Shh.

Kay: I love you, Fox. God, I love you.

Miguel's voice: What's the matter with me? Kay's in love with Fox. They're gonna be married. Why shouldn't they be making love in there?

Miguel: What the hell? I need a cold shower.

Whitney: [Screams]

Chad: What's happening? Is -- is she in pain?

Julian: She must be dreaming. She's possibly reliving the attack.

Eve: Oh, God, she's still burning up. I have to get the fever down. Hand me my bag, please.

Chad: Here it is.

Eve: Thank you. Ok. This should bring down the fever.

Chad: Think she screamed because she's remembering the beating?

Eve: I don't know. It's possible, or she could just be hallucinating from -- from the fever. She must be in terrible pain. I have to dress these wounds and give her an antibiotic. Mother Superior, I could use some water and some towels.

Mother Superior: Yes, yes, right away.

Eve: It's a good thing that we came when we did. These cuts on her back are untreated, and they're becoming infected. Hopefully when the fever goes down, she'll come back to consciousness.

Chad: Good. Then she can tell us who did this to her. And I'll make sure they pay.

Noah: Come on, damn it! Tell me who sent you.

Fancy: Noah, are you all right?

Noah: Yeah, I'm fine, but our friend here seems to have lost his tongue.

Fancy: I'm calling the police.

Man: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Noah: Shut up.

Man: Tell her not to call the police.

Noah: Now, why on earth would I want to do that, huh?

Man: Because it's not in your best interest to do that.

Noah: Fancy, call the cops.

Man: Ha, you're making a big mistake.

Noah: Call the police.

Man: If you're going to call anyone, call Noah's father.

Fancy: What?

Noah: My father?

Man: That's right. Tell Sam to get over here right away. He'll know what to do.

Kay: We are unbelievable together.

Fox: We're amazing.

Kay: Just think, we're going to be married soon. And then we can officially begin our lives together.

Fox: I'm already there, babe.

Kay: I love you so much.

Fox: I love you more.

Kay: You know, I never thought that I would be this happy. After Miguel left, I don't know, I just lost hope. I loved him for so long. And then I found you.

Fox: We found each other. Miguel is the loser in this.

Kay: I'm glad he's -- I'm glad he's back for Maria and that he's back in her life, but seeing him again just made me realize that you are the only man I want in my life.

[Maria cries]

Miguel: Sounds like Maria. I better go check on her.

Pilar: What in God's name are you doing? You're spying on Ethan and Gwen in their room?

Theresa: I'm keeping an eye on Ethan. I'm making sure he's ok.

Pilar: No, you're spying on him and his wife, invading their privacy. How can you do this? Have you no shame, Theresa?

Theresa: Did Gwen feel shame when she stole little Ethan, Jane, and Ethan from me? I'm doing what I got to do, Mama. Now, please, now that you know what's going on, I have to pay attention.

Ethan: I'm so sorry that you have to do this.

Gwen: I don't mind. It's ok. You know, honey, I actually -- you know what? I really do mind. I really, really mind anything that takes me away from a romantic evening with you. But I guess we've no choice, right? It's got to be done.

Ethan: I guess we don't have any choice.

Theresa: That's right, you have no choice.

Pilar: But I've seen you lie and manipulate and use every dirty trick in the book to get Ethan away from Gwen, but this, Theresa -- this is the worst.

Theresa: But this one's working, Mama. Gwen is driving Ethan away.

Pilar: I've never been more ashamed of you than I am right now. I have failed you as a mother. I haven't taught you right from wrong?

Theresa: You taught me how to be a survivor, Mama, and that is much more important. Now, please, let me listen.

Ethan: Hey, you know what? I have an idea.

Gwen: I know what you're thinking. It's not going to work.

Ethan: What's not going to work?

Gwen: Killing Theresa, because she's not going to die. She will not die unless you drive a stake right through her heart, you know? She's like a vampire. She's always gonna rise up from the grave.

Ethan: That's funny.

Theresa: That's not funny.

Ethan: But killing Theresa was not exactly what I had in mind. How about I help you with this?

Gwen: You wanna help me with my work?

Ethan: Yes, yes, I can help you. You can -- you can tell me what to do. We can split this up. And then we'll have it done in no time, and we'll be able to concentrate on so many more important things. You know, like -- like -- like this, like this, like this.

Theresa: No, that is not the way it's supposed to be.

Fancy: Who are you anyway, and how did you get past our security guards?

Noah: And how do you know my father?

Man: Your father will explain everything when he gets here.

Noah: Look, I can guarantee you that my father is not going to be happy about you spying on us with a gun, all right? I don't care who you are.

Sam: Noah, Fancy, is everything all right? You sounded pretty frantic on the phone.

Noah: Yeah, this guy was stalking us, and he was holding this, all right? I think he was trying to kill us.

Sam: I don't think so, son.

Noah: What? Why not? Who is this goon?

Sam: Say hello to federal agent Scott Morrison.

Noah: Federal agent.

Fancy: He's with the FBI?

Sam: Yeah. Sorry you were roughed up, Scott.

Fancy: Oh, thank God. I -- I thought he was here to kill us.

Noah: Yeah, and if he is FBI, what is he doing stalking Fancy and me?

Fancy: Good question. Why were you sneaking around outside, holding a gun on us, and spying on us?

Eve: Oh, thank God. At least her fever is coming down.

Julian: Oh, yes, thank God.

Eve: We will get to the bottom of this, Mother Superior. I wasn't happy about Whitney coming here to be a nun and -- but at least I thought that she would be safe here.

Chad: See, I knew something was going on. I could tell just by looking at her.

Eve: I'm going to be taking my daughter out of here tonight.

Julian: Absolutely, and there will be an investigation. You can be sure of that.

Mother Superior: I welcome that, Mr. Crane. I want to know who did this just as much as you all do.

Chad: I'm going to gather her things together so we can get her out of here.

Whitney: Mom, Chad, what are you doing here?

Eve: Oh, baby. Oh, you're awake. Honey, something terrible happened to you.

Julian: Do you remember?

Whitney: Ah!

Chad: Hey, don't try to move by yourself, ok?

Eve: I gave you something for the pain. Here, sweetheart. It should take effect soon, ok?

Chad: Whitney, who did this to you? We need to know.

Whitney: What -- what are you talking about?

Eve: We saw your back, sweetheart. We know that someone brutalized you, just made you suffer terribly. Now, you tell us who did this.

Whitney: No one did this to me.

Julian: Whitney, we -- we saw the terrible cuts on your back.

Chad: Whitney, someone tore your back wide open, flogged you to the bone. Who did this to you, Whitney?

Whitney: I told you, Chad. No one. I did this to myself.

Noah: So why were you spying on us?

Scott: I wasn't spying on you. I've been keeping tabs on the Crane family. I thought I saw someone outside the room you two were at earlier. I wanted to make sure you weren't being followed.

Fancy: Why? Why would you think we were being followed? What is this all about?

Scott: Well, the bureau's been investigating the Crane empire for quite some time. We know that Alistair Crane has been involved in some very dangerous and illegal activities. But we haven't been able to prove anything in court.

Fancy: You're trying to put my grandfather in jail?

Scott: That's the idea, miss. And now that he is in a coma, we figured this would be our best shot at getting the evidence we need.

Fancy: What kind of dangerous activities are you accusing my grampy of?

Scott: I'm not at liberty to say. It's classified. Highly confidential. I just want you to know we're doing our best to prevent a potential international disaster and bring an end to a very powerful man's corrupt reign of terror -- your grandfather.

Fancy: My grampy is not evil. I know people hate him, but they hate anyone with that much power and money.

Sam: Fancy, you're -- you're -- you're a little naive when it comes to your grampy, all right? He's every bit as evil as we all think he is.

Scott: Sam's right. The FBI thinks that Alistair's involved in a plot that can kill thousands.

Fancy: What?

Scott: We don't have the evidence to prove it right now. And this danger isn't necessarily in some far off land. The people in Harmony are in danger, too -- people you know and love.

Chad: Whitney, whoever hurt you like this should pay for it. Stop protecting them.

Eve: We're going to take you out of here, baby. And we're going to protect you from whoever did this to you.

Julian: Whitney, you don't have to be afraid to tell us.

Whitney: I told you all. I did this. I did this to myself, Mom.

Mother Superior: But why? How?

Whitney: Mother Superior, I am a sinner. I know it. I'm evil. My flesh is weak, so I must pay penance. It's the only way to gain forgiveness.

Mother Superior: Are you saying you flogged yourself?

Whitney: Yes, yes, it's the only way.

Mother Superior: No, this is not the way to gain forgiveness. This is -- this is horrendous.

Whitney: No, it's my penance, Mother Superior. Every -- others have done it.

Mother Superior: Self-flagellation hasn't been practiced for hundreds of years. In the dark ages, mystics and hermits, they did this. They -- they mortified the flesh in unspeakable ways. But the church does not condone these practices.

Whitney: Yeah, but he does.

Chad: He? Who is he?

Julian: Whitney, are you saying someone told you to do this to yourself?

Eve: Who are you talking about, Whitney?

Whitney: Look, he told me that he knew I was doing it, and -- and he said that it was right, that -- that it was proper penance.

Mother Superior: Who told you these lies, Sister? Who?

{Man: I know why you came to the chapel tonight. You came searching for absolution for your sins. You are seeking forgiveness.

Whitney: I don't deserve forgiveness.

Man: No one is beyond forgiveness, Whitney. I can help you. I can wash away your sins. I can help you find the absolution you so desperately seek. I can help you again feel worthy.

Whitney: I want that. I want that more than anything, but if joining the convent hasn't helped me, if the nuns can't help me, I don't understand --

Man: Only I can do this for you. And I will. But it won't be easy.

[Maria cries]

Fox: That's Maria. I got it, Mommy.

Kay: Mm, I love you.

Miguel: What's wrong, baby? Daddy's here. I checked your diaper. You're ok. You have a tummy ache, hmm? You have a tummy ache?

Theresa: This is not the way it's supposed to be. Ethan's gonna help Gwen finish her work so that they have time to -- I'm not going to have this.

Pilar: Will you listen to yourself? You won't have it? Theresa, who do you think you are to tell anyone how to live their life?

Pilar: Ethan's supposed to be with me, Mama. And by the time I'm through, he will be.

Pilar: Stop. I can't stand to hear any of this, and I can't stand to see the person that you've become. Spying on a husband and a wife, trying to control their lives. Do you know what you've become? Who you've become?

Theresa: Who?

Pilar: Alistair Crane. You have become the very husband that you hate and despise. Is that what you want, Theresa? You want to be Alistair Crane?

Kay: I love you so much.

Miguel: I love you, too.

Kay: Miguel? Oh, my God. Why did I dream I was making love to Miguel?

[Maria cries]

Miguel: Shh, it's ok, baby. Daddy's here, daddy's here. It's ok. It's ok. It's ok.

Fox: Everything ok in here?

Miguel: She won't stop fussing. Maybe she had a bad dream.

Fox: Mind if I try?

Miguel: No, go ahead. Give it your best shot.

Fox: All right. All right, come here, Maria. Oh, that's a good girl. You probably just had a bad dream. You probably just had a bad dream, didn't you? Did you have a bad dream? Did you have a bad dream?

Miguel: Man, that's amazing.

Fox: She's just used to me, that's all. That's a good girl. That's a good girl.

Sam: Well, this sounds like a very serious situation, Scott.

Scott: It is.

Fancy: You said people could lose their lives -- people we know and love. How?

Sam: I'm sorry, I can't give you any more details. This is a covert operation. Needless to say, it's extremely important that this investigation remain secret.

Sam: Yeah, yeah, we understand, don't we? Noah and Fancy, we -- you understand that?

Noah: Yeah, of course. So this has -- this is only -- has to do with Alistair Crane, right? It doesn't have anything to do with Fancy and me?

Scott: Yeah, that's right. Why, did you think it had something to do with you?

Noah: No, no, no, of course not. I -- I just wasn't sure what was going on.

Scott: Well, I didn't plan on making my presence known just yet, but since I have, I can use it to my advantage.

Fancy: How?

Noah: What do you mean?

Scott: What I need is full access to Crane Industries.

Fancy: Oh, I can't give you that. I'm only in charge of one division.

Scott: I know. But you can help me get to the person who's in control of all of Crane Enterprises. I need to speak to Alistair's young wife. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald Crane.

Theresa: Is that who you think I've become? Alistair Crane, that heartless monster?

Pilar: Well, isn't this what Alistair does best? Controlling people's lives. Spying on them. Using lies and manipulations to get them to do his bidding.

Theresa: Alistair, Mama, doesn't feel love for anyone or anything, and I love my family, and I love Ethan. And you know what, Mama? One day we will be together, and I will make him happier than he has ever been.

Pilar: Even if you destroy your soul in the process?

Theresa: Yes. I'll do whatever it takes. If it means becoming Alistair Crane, so be it.

Pilar: Please don't say that.

Theresa: No, it's true, Mama. Alistair gets everything that he wants in this world, and I intend to have what I want. And what I want is Ethan.

Pilar: I feel sorry for you, Theresa, because you've learned nothing from Alistair. Don't you know that whatever -- whatever he possesses, he destroys? Now, you may get whatever you want. You may get Ethan. You may lie and connive and do whatever it is you have to do to get Ethan away from Gwen. But you know what, Theresa? You will destroy Ethan in the end just like Alistair has destroyed you.

Theresa: No.

Pilar: You know what? You're breaking my heart because I realize right now that I have lost you. And I -- I just can't. I can't.

Theresa: You're wrong, Mama. I'm gonna be with Ethan, and we will be happy together. You'll see.

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