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Gwen: Oh, sweetheart, I wish your daddy were here. He could see how -- how good you're being, my girl. Sweet dreams, princess.
Rebecca: My God, Gwen, have you lost your mind?
Gwen: Shh, be quiet. Don't wake the baby up, ok? What is wrong?
Rebecca: Oh, honey, you know, I am beginning to realize that I -- I think I have failed you as a mother.
Gwen: Ok, you are just now realizing that?
Rebecca: You know, the least you could do is disagree with me.
Gwen: Mother, what are you ranting about?
Rebecca: You let your husband go to Rome with that black widow spider? What -- you let your husband leave the country with Theresa? Are you out of your mind?
Gwen: No. I'm actually not even worried about it because I trust my husband.
Rebecca: [Scoffs] Yeah, well, Jennifer trusted Brad to do a movie with Angelina, and look what happened to her
Gwen: Ok, you please need to stop reading all the trashy tabloids. Please.
Rebecca: Honey, one girl's trash is another girl's treasure. Besides, you know in your heart that Theresa is going to do anything she can to steal Ethan away from you.
Gwen: Yeah, I know what she wants, and she is not going to get it.
Rebecca: Wha -- and now they are in Rome, the most romantic city in the world, together?
Gwen: The only reason Ethan went to Rome is because Theresa told us that Paloma and Jessica were there and that they were in some kind of danger.
Rebecca: And you actually believe that?
Gwen: Yes. Look, Theresa showed us this really terrible picture that the Crane security agent sent her on her cell phone. It was Paloma. It was Jessica. It was Simone. There were some very scary-looking men, and it really seems as if they're in some sort of trouble, so I told Ethan to go help his sister.
Rebecca: Gwen, you told him to go?
Gwen: Yes, of course I did. Jessica is his sister. If anything ever happened to her, I'd never forgive myself.
Rebecca: Well, you know, he could tell her to call her father. The chief of police? Come on, let Sam Bennett traipse around the world with Theresa, not Ethan.
Gwen: Look, I told you, I trust my husband. I obviously know that Theresa is going to do anything she can to seduce him. Ethan is not going to let it happen again -- not this time.
Rebecca: Oh, my God, Gwennie. If you actually believe that, you are a bigger fool than I thought you were.
Theresa: I refuse to believe we are never going to be together. You and I are meant to be a family with Jane and little Ethan, and you want that, Ethan, as much as I do.
Ethan: I am not going to fight with you about this all over again, Theresa. I'm married to Gwen. We are never going to be together, ok?
Theresa: Yes, we will be together, because you love me, and I don't even know how many times you've told me that. Why are you so darn stubborn about this?
Ethan: I'm -- oh, I'm stubborn? I'm the one that's stubborn. You know, you have not even listened to a word --
Ethan: Stop, stop it, stop it, stop -- don't do that. You got to stop doing that.
Theresa: No, I don't want to stop. I want you. That's all I've ever wanted.
Ethan: Theresa, it is too late for us. I'm married, and I have a wife, and I love her, and I'm not leaving her, Theresa. Theresa: Would you be saying this to me if you knew Gwen was a liar?
Ethan: Gwen -- Gwen is not a liar.
Theresa: Yes she is, Ethan. She is not the person you think she is. You don't even know her.
Ethan: Theresa, if this has anything to do with the e-mail that was sent to the tabloid --
Theresa: Yes, it does. Yes, it does, and I will prove to you that Gwen was the one who sent the information to the tabloids. I will prove to you that Gwen and Rebecca sold you out, that they were the reason that you lost everything. And what's even worse than that, Ethan, is that they let you find out something so personal, something so devastating -- that you were really Sam Bennett's son and not a Crane in a front page scandal.
Ethan: Gwen denies sending the e-mail. I believe her.
Theresa: Why? Why do you believe her over me?
Ethan: You want me to start making a list of the times you've lied to me, huh?
Theresa: Everything I have done has been for you because I love you, not to hurt you.
Ethan: This is not going anywhere. We've been doing this for years. It's not going anywhere. Can we please just concentrate on why we are here in Rome in the first place
Theresa: Mm-hmm, yes, we can. We can talk about that, yeah -- because we were worried abou Paloma, Simone, and Jessica, but they are fine, thanks to Luis, Chad, and Noah. So you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to concentrate on locating that editor of the tabloid -- J.T. Cornell.
Ethan: Please let it go.
Theresa: No, never.
Theresa: No. I'm going to prove to you that you are trusting the wrong woman, that your marriage to Gwen is a sham, and that we belong together.
Beth's voice: I will not let another stupid blonde take Luis away from me -- not again. Luis is mine.
Theresa: Great work, Madeline. She just found a photograph -- a recent photograph -- of J.T. Cornell, the editor. Ok, Madeline, this is what I want you to do. I want you to fax me a copy of that photograph to the Hotel Illaria.
Madeline: According to the new editor of "Daily Private Lives," Mr. Cornell's got some trouble with the I.R.S.
Theresa: Yeah, yeah, I know, and apparently Luis saw him here, so, I mean, he might even be staying here at this hotel under an assumed name. That's why I need you to send me that photograph as soon as you can.
Madeline: All right. The fax is coming shortly.
Theresa: Beautiful. Thank you, Madeline.
Ethan: Theresa, what exactly are you hoping to accomplish? Even if you do get in contact with this J.T. Cornell guy?
Theresa: Ethan, he is the key to proving the truth. Now, the reporter has been missing, but J.T. Cornell was the editor at the time. I know he can give you the proof that I need to show you that it was Gwen and Rebecca who sent the information to his paper.
Ethan: I don't understand how. The e-mail came from your computer, Theresa. Your name was on it. Why would this editor think that anyone else sent it?
Theresa: I don't know. I don't know. Ok, maybe -- I don't know -- he was -- he tried to contact me to confirm the story and -- and somehow Gwen intercepted the call. I don't know. The only thing I do know for sure is that I didn't send the e-mail -- they did.
Ethan: Well, I don't think Gwen is capable of doing anything that duplicitous, ok? And by the way, she loves me. Why would she even do that?
Theresa: It was our wedding day, Ethan. We were going to be married. She had to stop us from getting married, so she framed me, sent the e-mail, and blamed me for it.
Ethan: Theresa, I told you. I don't -- I don't believe it.
Theresa: I'm not going to give up. I'm going to get you back, Ethan, and I know that's what you want, too.
Ethan: [Chuckles] What I want -- what I want is to just have a little peace in my life, Theresa. What I want is for you to let this go and to just leave Gwen and me alone.
Theresa: Never, not while I have a breath in my body.
Ethan: I'm so sick of this, Theresa. My God, your tricks, your manipulations, all of this -- I'm tired of it. I'm tired of pushing you away all the time. I'm tired of being pulled between you and Gwen all the time. I'm tired of it and I'm tired of you.
Theresa: No, you don't mean that.
Ethan: Yeah, I mean it.
Theresa: I'm sorry. Actually, I'm very sorry.
Ethan: Wait, Theresa, wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry. I -- I didn't mean that the way it sounded.
Theresa: You know what? It's ok because things are going to change, Ethan. We are going to be together, and we'll get past this.
Beth's voice: I kept Sheridan from having Luis, and now I'm going to make sure you don't have him either.
Luis: So, Fancy, thought about where you want to have dinner?
Fancy: Um, I'm not really hungry, Luis.
Luis: Sorry, what did you say? I couldn't hear you.
Fancy: Um, I said I'm not very hungry.
Luis: Oh. You sure?
Fancy: Yeah, I'm quite sure.
Luis: Look, I know you don't like the idea of having me stay here in your suite with you --
Fancy: I don't need a baby-sitter, Luis.
Luis: Ok, but since you wouldn't let Noah do it, you are stuck with me.
Fancy: Why do either one of you need to protect me?
Luis: Oh, come on, you know why. Someone from Harmony is in danger. Until I find out it's not you, I'm your roommate.
Luis: It's Interpol. I better take it. It could be a lead about Beth.
Luis: Detective Lopez-Fitzgerald. Yeah. Sure.
Fancy: Well, I'm not going to sit around here all night and watch the paint dry.
Fancy: Hi, excuse me. For a joke, when my friend gets off the phone, will you tell him I'm taking a bath?
Beth: Si, signorina.
Beth: I know what you are up to, miss rich bitch -- playing hard to get, hoping Luis will come after you. Well, that's not going to happen because I'm going to come after you first, and by the time he finds you, you're going to be dead.
Ethan: I should not have been that hard on Theresa. I probably really, really upset her. I better go find her.
Ethan: Hey, sweetie.
Gwen: Hi, baby, how are you?
Ethan: I'm doing fine, just fine. How are you? Is Jane ok?
Gwen: Yes, she is. I just put her to bed. She's being such a good girl, but I'm missing you. I'm thinking of you. I wish you were here.
Ethan: [Sighs] Trust me, I wish I were there, too.
Gwen: Why? Is Theresa giving you a hard time?
Ethan: Oh, come on, you know Theresa.
Gwen: Unfortunately, I do. Listen, if she gives you a hard time, I give you permission to take her to the catacombs and just lose her. I was really hoping you'd get -- get a chance to see Rome a little bit and enjoy it.
Ethan: Well, I'd enjoy it more if you were here.
Gwen: Honey, I wish -- I wish I were there with you, but now, tell me, any word on Jessica?
Ethan: Well, I ran into Luis and Noah in the hotel lobby, and they said the girls are fine for now.
Gwen: Luis and Noah are there?
Ethan: Yeah, and Chad and Fancy are here, too.
Gwen: Ok, half the people we know in Harmony are there?
Ethan: Mm-hmm. Yeah, Chad has been running around looking for Whitney because apparently she left the convent, didn't tell anybody, and she came to Rome.
Gwen: Ok, so why is Whitney in Rome?
Ethan: Uh, nobody knows. Honey, I'm sure there's an explanation though. Listen, why -- why -- I'm surprised you are even -- you're there at home. Why aren't you working? Did Collier finally give you a break?
Gwen: Yeah. Yeah, he did. Actually, my workload has been pretty ok since you've been gone.
Ethan: Well, that's good because he's been piling it on lately.
Gwen: Yeah, I mean, it's fine now, and I get to spend a lot more time with Jane.
Rebecca: Wait -- so tell him to come home. Tell him that Luis can look after Jessica.
Gwen: You know, babe, now that we know Luis is there, I mean, he can look after Jessica, right? And maybe you can come home?
Ethan: Um, actually, honey, no, I -- I can't do that just yet.
Gwen: Sweetie, if she is out of danger, I mean, why not?
Rebecca: Yeah, why not?
Ethan: Well, she's out of danger for now.
Gwen: For now? Honey, why can't you just take her and bring her home with you?
Ethan: Gwen, it's not that simple.
Gwen: Ethan, what are you not telling me? Is something going on with Theresa?
Rebecca: [Scoffs] Well, of course.
Luis: Yeah, ok. I appreciate it. No, just let me know as soon as you find out anything, ok? This is my son that we are trying to find here. Ok.
[Phone snaps shut]
Beth: Oh. [Clears throat] Signore, the young signorina asked me to tell you she's taking a bath, yeah?
Luis: Oh, thanks. Grazie.
Beth: Mm-hmm. Oh.
Luis: Hey, Theresa.
Theresa: Oh. Luis, thank God. I am so sorry. You were in the shower.
Luis: No, no, no, I just got off the phone with Interpol.
Theresa: Oh, so is there any news on Beth?
Luis: No, not yet. Evidently, they are working on it. So what are you up to tonight?
Theresa: Hmm. Well, I wanted to know if you and Fancy wanted a drink or, you know, get something to eat?
Luis: Yeah, I don't know about Fancy. The maid just said she's taking a bath, but honestly she's not really too keen on having me here in the suite -- whole bodyguard thing. Let me get some clothes on.
Theresa: Ok. Well, I think she should be grateful to you for taking such good care of her.
Luis: Yeah, well, I don't think grateful is how I'd describe it.
Theresa: Well, you got to give her a little break. I mean, you know, she is Fancy Crane. She's spoiled. She's used to getting what she wants.
Luis: Actually, she did bail me and Chad out of jail, so I owe her for that.
Theresa: You do. So come on, can we get her and get on out of here?
Luis: Well, I think it's best if we keep a low profile, at least till we find out more about this threatening e-mail you got.
Theresa: Well, I mean, I did everything that I could to trace it, but I didn't have any luck, Luis.
Luis: Yeah, well, considering each and every one of us is a target, I think maybe we should just order some room service.
Theresa: I'm going out.
Luis: I don't want you going out alone. Where's Ethan anyway?
Theresa: He's at the suite, Luis. We had an argument.
Luis: Over Gwen?
Theresa: Of course.
Theresa: Why does he insist on staying married to her when he doesn't love her?
Luis: Theresa, Ethan has been straight with you. He's been very clear. He is not leaving Gwen -- period.
Theresa: Why? Why? I don't understand, ok? He is not even in a real marriage to her. He -- he's in love with me, Luis.
Luis: All right, all right, all I'm saying is that he wants to honor his marriage vows. You have to accept it.
Theresa: I'm not going to accept that.
Luis: You have to accept it. Theresa, move on. Find some other guy. Fall in love.
Luis: All right, can you at least start dating some other guys then?
Theresa: What about you? Why don't you just go ahead and move on and start dating other girls?
Luis: My situation -- completely different.
Theresa: Uh, no, your situation is not completely different. Sheridan made it very clear to you that she is going to stay married to Chris. Why can't you accept that?
Luis: I can't. I won't.
Theresa: Neither can I. So you see, big brother, we're in the same terrible predicament -- I'm not willing to give up on Ethan; you are not willing to give up on Sheridan -- so please don't give me advice you are not willing to take yourself.
Gwen: Honey, I get the feeling you are not telling me everything. What is going on?
Ethan: Honey, look, I don't want you to worry about it.
Gwen: Well, I am worried. What's going on? Is -- are you sure this isn't about Theresa?
Ethan: No, it's -- it's not about her directly.
Gwen: What does that mean?
Ethan: Honey, I -- I just don't want you to worry about it, but there is something strange going on over here.
Gwen: Um, other than the fact that half the people we know in Harmony are in Rome for one reason or another?
Ethan: Yeah, well, that's part of it. It seems like someone or something has drawn us all to Rome.
Gwen: Ok, if I didn't know Alistair was lying comatose in a hospital, I'd be afraid.
Ethan: Don't even go there, ok? Alistair is in a coma, and he's got nothing to do with all of us showing up here, but there is a reason for it, and there might be some danger involved.
Gwen: You're in danger?
Rebecca: [Scoffs] The only danger he's in is to his marriage because of that hoochie mama -- Theresa.
Gwen: Honey, what are you talking about?
Ethan: Honey, Theresa received an e-mail, and it said that someone in Harmony would die in Rome.
Gwen: "Someone would die in Rome"? Do you seriously believe that, or do you think it's just another one of her tricks to get you to stay there with her?
Ethan: Well, that's what I thought at first, actually, but after talking to Luis and Noah, I think it's legit. I also think that I should stick around and help Luis and Noah get to the bottom of this.
Gwen: I hate this. I wish you would come home, but -- honey, I hate the thought that you are in danger, but I guess I understand why you want to stay.
Rebecca: W-w-well, I don't.
Gwen: Um, ok, so then when is Theresa coming home?
Ethan: I don't know.
Gwen: If Luis is there to protect Paloma, why doesn't she just come home?
Rebecca: Three guesses and they all start with Ethan.
Ethan: Actually, honey, there is something else going on, but I don't think anything is going to come of it, though.
Gwen: Just -- please, just tell me what it is.
Ethan: Theresa is still hellbent on proving that you and Rebecca were the ones that sent the e-mail to the tabloid revealing my paternity.
Gwen: Theresa is still out to prove that my mother and I e-mailed the tabloids.
Rebecca: [Gasps] Oh, no.
Gwen: Um, honey, you know she's really, um, just trying to hold on to that. It's the only thing she has to hold on to. You don't believe her, do you?
Ethan: No, of course not.
Gwen: Oh, well, thank God. And by the way, what does that have to do with Theresa staying there in Rome?
Ethan: Well, the man who was the editor of the tabloid -- he is here in Rome.
Rebecca: Oh, my God. [Beep]
Ethan: Is there someone there with you?
Gwen: No, no, honey, I had the radio on in the back. So how is Theresa supposed to track this man down?
Ethan: She didn't. Actually, Luis happened to see him in the hotel restaurant, and he recognized him. Gwen? Hello? Is the phone breaking up? Gwen?
Luis: Can't compare our situations, Theresa. The only reason that Sheridan married Chris is because she thought I was dead.
Theresa: Even so, she is married to him, and she's going to honor her vows, but you won't accept that.
Luis: I won't.
Theresa: Well, then don't tell me to give up on Ethan when you are not willing to give up on Sheridan.
Luis: Ok. Ok, you're right. Look, the thing is, I've just -- you've been so unhappy for such a long time and so miserable. I just want my little sister to be happy, ok?
Theresa: Oh, thank you, Luis. It's just -- I'm just never going to be happy without Ethan.
Luis: I know. And, you know, I feel the same way about Sheridan. I'm never going to stop trying to get her back, but I'll tell you something -- once I find Marty and once I bring him back to her, she's going to leave Chris and come back to me. I know she will.
Theresa: I hope so. I pray for that. You know, you two belong together.
Luis: Thank you.
Theresa: So what's this whole thing with -- with Beth? What -- what exactly happened?
Luis: I was so close, Theresa. I -- I still can't believe that I let her get away. I chased her, and then I looked up -- I saw her in this window. I saw her face. I heard Marty. He was screaming out to me. He kept saying, "Daddy, Daddy."
Theresa: Luis, I know it hurts, I do, but you're going to find Marty. You will.
Luis: It's funny. Even though Alistair's in a coma, somehow he's keeping me from finding Beth and Marty.
Theresa: I know what you are going through. I kind of feel the same way. You know, trying to find that editor of that tabloid --
Luis: Yeah, well, you know what? You are not going to have go through that are you? Cause I am telling you that was the guy in the restaurant downstairs.
Theresa: I hope so. You know, the office has faxed me a picture of the editor. So I'm going to find him and when I do, he's going to prove to Ethan the truth.
Luis: I hope so.
Fancy: Luis is paranoid. I am perfectly fine here.
Beth: I know your game, blondie. You think as soon as Luis figures out that you're missing, he'll come after you. But guess what? It will be too late.
Beth: Hey, um, we met at the café, remember?
Fancy: Hi. Oh, yes. Of course I remember. I enjoyed talking to you. Are you alone?
Beth: I am.
Fancy: Oh, cool. Me, too. Pull up a drink, and have a seat.
Beth: That's a good one. Thank you.
Fancy: I am so glad we ran into each other.
Beth: Yeah, me, too.
Beth's voice: More than you know.
Theresa: Thank you.
Theresa: So, um, when we thought that, you know, you were dead, I kind of thought Sheridan would die, too. Because I watched her grieve over losing you, and I watched her grieve over losing Marty, but then Chris came into her life. It was like she was drowning, Luis, and she reached out, she grabbed onto a life preserver. It was like Chris and his little boy saved Sheridan's life, literally.
Luis: Well, I am grateful to him for that, but I am not so grateful that I am going to hand him Sheridan on a silver platter, ok?
Theresa: No, I know that. I understand that. I do, but, you know, what about Sheridan's feelings? She's carrying his baby.
Luis: And I will love that baby like it's my own, and then Marty will have a little brother or sister. I'll have Sheridan. We'll be the perfect family.
Theresa: Gee, you sound as naive as I used to be.
Luis: Used to be?
Theresa: I just don't want you to get your hopes up that Marty is going to help bring you and Sheridan back together.
Luis: Listen, Theresa, once I bring Marty back to Sheridan and she sees him, she's not going to be able to hide her true feelings. I know that she cares about Chris, but she's already told me that she loves me more.
Theresa: And I am sure that she does, Luis, but does she love you enough to go against her beliefs? Does she love you enough to violate her marriage vows?
Luis: Honestly? [Sighs] I don't know. I don't know what Sheridan's going to do.
Theresa: It's horrible, isn't it? If it weren't for Beth, you two would be together right now.
Luis: Yeah. Beth is the one that's caused us so much damn pain.
Theresa: She's completely crazy. You do know that, right?
Luis: Sheridan saw it. I don't know how I didn't. I wish I'd have listened to her.
[Loud music playing]
Fancy: I love this song, don't you?
Fancy: I said I love this song.
Beth: I can't hear anything. You want to sit over there? It's quieter.
Fancy: Oh. Ok by me.
Beth: This is better.
Fancy: Ah, much better. Now I can actually hear you.
Beth: So, your boyfriend you were telling me about -- what happened?
Fancy: What happened? Um, exactly nothing. He's a jerk, and I hate him, but I still love him. Well, I still get weak in the knees when I see him.
Beth: Yeah, I can understand how hard that must be for you.
Fancy: Yeah, it is. That's why I had to leave the hotel where he is. Just knowing he's there is pretty painful for me to be there.
Beth: Mm, yeah, I'm sure.
Fancy: I don't know what I am going to do. I have to get over him, but I don't know how.
Beth: Hmm. Well, maybe I could help.
Ethan: Gwen? Gwen, are you there?
Gwen: Yeah, honey. Sorry, you know, Jane just grabbed the phone out of my hand, and I dropped it.
Ethan: Oh, that's sweet. How is my little girl?
Gwen: She's -- she's great. She just -- she really misses her daddy.
Rebecca: Get -- get back to the editor.
Gwen: Honey, so you were saying something about Theresa trying to get a hold of that editor?
Ethan: Yeah, yeah, and you know what? I think it's actually a good thing.
Ethan: Well, think about it. I mean, if Theresa actually runs into this J.T. Cornell and he tells her that he's never heard of you or Rebecca, she's finally going to give up this crazy idea that you two were the ones that sent the e-mail to the tabloid, right?
Ethan: Ok. So once Theresa hears this from J.T. Cornell himself, she'll have no choice but to give up on this ridiculous fantasy, and it will be over with once and for all.
Theresa: Mm, thank you.
Luis: Mm-hmm. You know, I wish that I can tell you that Sheridan is going to forget all about Chris the minute I bring Marty home to her, but honestly I don't know. Sheridan has such a sense of honor and integrity, and that's what I love about her. Really, can I honestly expect her to become a different person?
Theresa: No. No, you can't. Just like I can't expect Ethan to suddenly change, but what we can do is hope with all of our hearts that they love us enough to take a risk.
Luis: That's right. That's right. We have to do everything possible because I will do anything to get Sheridan back.
Theresa: I know how you feel, Luis. I do. That's why I've got to find that editor, J.T. Cornell. Because once I do, I know he can prove the truth about Gwen to Ethan, and then he won't feel honor bound to stay married to her.
Luis: You really think he's going to leave Gwen for you?
Theresa: Definitely. Truth and honesty are so important to Ethan, and once he finds out that Gwen's been lying to him this entire time, he's not going to be able to stay married to her.
Luis: I guess maybe I should hope that Chris has done something dishonest to Sheridan, huh?
Theresa: As horrible as it sounds, yeah. I mean, it couldn't hurt to hope, I guess.
Luis: Right? It's weird, isn't it? You and I are both in love with people who are committed to other people.
Theresa: You know what I think it is? I really -- I believe this. I think our family is cursed. Yeah, yeah, you know, because, Mama is in love with Papa, and Papa is, like, tied to Katherine. And then there's Miguel, who's been in love with Charity, and he's, like, traveled all around the world trying to find her, and she just somehow keeps getting away from him.
Luis: Yeah, I don't know. I don't know if we're cursed, but I know that none of us can give up on true love, and well, that's something, isn't it?
Theresa: I don't know if it's good or bad, but yes, it is definitely something.
Luis: Yeah. Yeah. You know, Fancy has been in that bathroom a long time. I am going to see if she's all right.
Theresa: Luis, I am sure she just likes taking long baths,
Luis: Fancy, you ok in there Fancy?
Theresa: Fancy, it's Theresa. I am coming in.
Luis: Fan -- damn it. She sneaked out. What the hell is wrong with that girl?
Theresa: Guess she didn't like being under house arrest.
Luis: I got to go find her.
Theresa: Oh. Ok. Oh, I'll talk to you later.
Luis: All right, just hope I find her before something bad happens.
Fancy: I mean, it makes absolutely no sense, you know? How much I care for the guy. I mean, he's not even my type.
Beth: He's not?
Fancy: No, no, I usually go for the Nordic types -- blond, hunky skiers or polo players.
Beth: Oh, so this guy has dark hair?
Fancy: Oh, yeah, thick, black hair, and eyes -- eyes you can swim in. Eyes you can get lost in.
Fancy: Oh, what am I doing? I have to stop talking about him, stop thinking about him. I have to get him out of my heart. I just -- I just don't know if I can. I mean, you know how it is.
Beth: Oh, yeah.
Fancy: You -- you told me you and your husband separated because of another woman and how much that hurt you, but you still love him and want him back.
Beth: That's right.
Fancy: So you understand.
Beth: Hmm, more than you know.
Fancy: I know it's irrational. I mean, it takes two to tango, but there's a part of me that still hates that woman and blames her for us breaking up.
Beth: I can relate to that.
Fancy: I wish I could get rid of her somehow, but I don't know how.
Beth: Yeah, well, I know how you feel.
Fancy: Mm. Where is a waiter? I want some more champagne.
Beth's voice: Sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands.
Ethan: So Theresa's determined to find this editor, and you know what? I hope she does because it will stop her once and for all of accusing you of ruining my life. It will just be done, and she'll have to let it go, honey.
Gwen: Well, I hope so, but you know, knowing Theresa, she'll never give up on trying to get you away from me.
Ethan: Well, I think she's going to lose hope once Cornell tells her that it wasn't you that sent the e-mail to the tabloid. Then she'll finally let it go.
Gwen: Maybe. So how is she going to track him down?
Ethan: Well, she actually asked her assistant to fax a picture. Apparently, this J.T. Cornell has gotten into trouble with the I.R.S., and he may be living under an assumed name.
Gwen: Oh, he's in trouble with the I.R.S., and she's getting a picture of him faxed to her.
Ethan: Right, and as I said, it could be a very, very good thing for us.
Gwen: Well, honey, I -- you know, I hope so. I am going to hang up now so I can, you know, tend to Jane.
Ethan: Absolutely. I'll call you, and do me a favor and give a big old hug and kiss to that little girl for me, ok?
Gwen: Ok, I will. I love you very much.
Ethan: I love you, too.
Gwen: Ok, um, our worst nightmare is about to come true.
Rebecca: Now -- now, Gwennie, honey, just -- just don't panic, ok?
Gwen: Theresa's going to talk to the editor of the tabloid, and she's going to find out that we sent that e-mail.
Rebecca: Well, maybe she won't be able to find him. I -- I -- I mean, Ethan said he's in trouble with the I.R.S., right? So maybe he's using an assumed name, so maybe nobody will be able to find him.
Gwen: Mother, once she sees his picture, it won't matter what name he's using.
Rebecca: And that little chalupa is nothing if not tenacious. We just have to hope to God that she doesn't find him.
Madeline: This is the photograph Mrs. Crane requested of J.T. Cornell. You are to fax it to her hotel in Rome immediately.
J.T.: Well, I hate to see a pretty lady looking so sad.
Theresa: Oh, I am not going to be sad for much longer.
J.T.: That's the spirit.
Theresa: I'm -- I'm close to finding someone -- someone who's going to change my life forever.
J.T.: Well, I suppose we're all looking for that certain someone, aren't we?
Theresa: Oh. Yeah, I mean -- I'm -- I'm -- yeah, I want to find someone, but I don't mean like that, you know?
J.T.: Oh? Well, this is the city of romance, after all. I just assumed you were looking for love.
Theresa: Mm, no, not -- not really.
J.T.: Well, may I buy you a drink anyway?
Theresa: Oh -- no.
J.T.: No strings attached, just one American being friendly to another American in a foreign land.
Theresa: Ok, sure. Yeah, why not?
J.T.: Why not, indeed. Bartender. What will it be?
Theresa: I'll -- I'll have a glass of red wine, actually.
J.T.: Now, this is the home of the world's greatest red wines.
J.T.: What is your name, beautiful?
Theresa: Um, it's Theresa.
J.T.: Hello, Theresa. You can call me Joe.
Theresa: Joe. Joe. How do you do, Joe?
J.T.: Well, I am doing just fine now
Fancy: Waiter. Waiter. Damn it! I can't let Luis see me.
Beth: You know, the service really sucks around here, doesn't it?
Fancy: Yeah, tell me about it. I can't even get this waiter's attention.
Beth: It's boring here. We should go somewhere else.
Fancy: You know another good place?
Beth: Yeah. There's so many places. Come on, let's go.
Fancy: Ok, I'm ready.
Beth: Good, let's go out the back way. We don't have to deal with the crowd, right?
Fancy: Lead the way. I need excitement tonight.
Beth: Well, there will be plenty excitement.
Luis: Come on, Fancy. Where the hell are you? I can't believe she would sneak out on me like this, knowing there might be someone out there trying to kill her.
On the Next Passions:
Gwen: Theresa and J.T. Cornell are in Rome and we're stuck here here in Harmony.
Spike: Noah Bennett's going to be no problem.
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