Friday 5/26/06--Canada; Monday 5/29/06--USA
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Provided By Glynis
Proofread by Jodi
Miguel: Morning, captain.
Captain: Ah. Morning, Miguel. Thanks for coming in so early.
Miguel: No problem. I heard you have some new lobster traps.
Captain: Yeah, and I got to get them loaded on the boat before we shove off this morning, too.
Miguel: No problem. I'm here to help.
Captain: Yeah, I figured you could use the overtime.
Miguel: Sure can.Captain: Ok, well, get your self changed, we'll get those traps onboard, all right?
Miguel: I know Siren didn't want me to come in to work today, but I need the money. I sure wish I could stay with her, though.
Miguel: Is that Siren? She must've come to say goodbye again.
Kay: Hmm --
Miguel: Kay. I -- I thought you were Siren. What are you doing here?
Rebecca: Look, pick up if you're there. And really, I wouldn't pester you if it weren't important.
Theresa: Oh, my God. Oh, my God, I don't believe this, I don't believe this. Fate, fate, fate is smiling down on me. Oh, my gosh. Not only have I found the editor who broke Ethan's story, but Rebecca -- Rebecca is about to give me the proof I need to end Gwen's marriage to Ethan.
Rebecca: You know, honey, we really do need to get together. But first I want you to get on a train and get out of Rome as fast as you can, before the IRS catches you.
Theresa: Hola, Rebecca. ¿Como estas?
Theresa: Well, well, well. Fancy hearing you leaving a message for J.T. Cornell, Rebecca.
Gwen: Oh, my God.
Theresa: Oh, yes, "oh, my God." And you know what, you can tell that daughter of yours that I've got you both right where I want you. I found the editor and I'm here with him -- J.T.? -- And he's going to tell Ethan how you and your daughter were the ones who sent the information to his paper revealing Ethan's true paternity.
Rebecca: Theresa, you don't have any proof, none at all.
Theresa: Um, I think I do have proof. See, when you called J.T., you left a message on his answering machine, and I think those calls are recorded, aren't they?
Rebecca: Don't be ridiculous. I was just calling an old friend.
Theresa: Yeah. An old friend.
Gwen: Oh, God, it's Ethan. Hi, sweetheart. How are you?
Ethan: Oh, God, I hope I didn't wake you.
Gwen: No, honey, I -- I actually worked late. I was just getting ready to go to bed.
Ethan: Oh, you know, I'm sorry. I forgot about the time change.
Gwen: It's ok. Um, is everything all right? You sound upset.
Ethan: Yeah, Theresa's disappeared. She hasn't called you, has she?
Gwen: Me? Why would Theresa call me?
Ethan: I don't know. Thought maybe she'd say good night to Jane or to aggravate you.
Gwen: Honey, what are you talking about?
Ethan: Well, she found the tabloid editor she was looking for.
Gwen: She -- she did? How did she find him?
Ethan: Well, I got the picture that was faxed to her from Crane Industries, and then I saw her with him.
Gwen: You're sure she was with him?
Ethan: Yes, at a club. She couldn't recognize him because she hadn't seen the picture yet, so when I went up to tell her, they slipped out of the club before I could get to them.
Gwen: Well, honey, I'm -- I'm sorry. Theresa hasn't called me.
Ethan: Ok, well, I knew it was a long shot.
Theresa: What's the matter, Rebecca? I cannot believe you are at a loss for words. I mean, you are the master of the quick quip, so good at the ethnic slur and so, so good at finding a way to slide out of trouble.
Rebecca: Theresa, if I am speechless, it's because you're even more insane than we thought.
Rebecca: Yeah, either that or all those fajitas have fried your brain.
Theresa: Yes! There we go. I knew it, I knew it, you couldn't hold it in. But you know what? You're not going to slide out of this one.
J.T.: Hey, hey! Was that Becky I heard on the phone?
Theresa: Oh, yeah. Do you want to say hi to her?
J.T.: Oh, yeah. Hey, Becky! I still owe you for that Ethan Crane story, remember?
Theresa: Bingo. I've got all the proof that I need. You and your daughter are cooked geese -- one plump and one scrawny, but cooked nevertheless.
Sheridan: I still can't believe how many people from Harmony are in Rome. They're still ok?
Luis: Yeah, as far as I know. Like I said, I had to hogtie your niece to keep her safe.
Sheridan: Thanks for looking out for Fancy, especially since you and Chad were almost buried alive in the catacombs. You're sure you're all right?
Luis: I'm fine. Yeah, everyone -- everyone's fine.
Sheridan: Luis, why do I get the feeling you're keeping something from me?
Luis: I'm not.
Sheridan: I can hear it in your voice. What is it?
Luis: I didn't want to worry you, but --
Sheridan: What is it? Tell me.
Luis: It's just that Theresa received this threatening email saying that someone from Harmony was marked for death.
Sheridan: Marked for death?
Luis: Someone from Harmony is supposed to die here in Rome.
Sheridan: Luis, my God, do you have any idea who sent the email?
Luis: No, it was anonymous, and Theresa was unable to trace it on her computer.
Sheridan: So you have no idea who's marked for death, who the target is?
Luis: Could be any one of us.
Beth: Give it up, blondie. You think you could steal Luis away from me? Well, sorry to disappoint you, Fancy Crane, but you're going to die now.
Miguel: Kay, you all right? I -- I didn't mean to scare you.
Kay: I wasn't scared.
Miguel: I really thought you were Siren. I'm sorry I kissed you.
Kay: I know.
Miguel: What are you doing down here? Is Maria all right?
Kay: Oh, yeah, she's fine. She's sound asleep.
Miguel: Well, it's not even daylight out. I mean, what's going on?
Kay: Well, I need to talk to you.
Miguel: Now? I have to get to work, Kay. What do you want to talk about?
Kay: Siren. I don't think she's right for you.
Miguel: Look, I know you don't like her much, ok, but this isn't the right time to talk about it. I have to get to work and I have to get ready.
Kay: Well, what are you going to be doing? I mean, do you have to go far out at sea?
Miguel: That's where the fish are, Kay. But I came in early because I have to load a bunch of new lobster traps -- and I'm getting paid overtime, too.
Kay: Oh, well, can't we talk while you load the traps?
Miguel: Look, I don't think the captain's going to like that, ok? We'll talk later.
Kay: Miguel, why are you doing this job? I mean, you got a good paycheck from that modeling job. I'm sure you could do more modeling.
Miguel: Look, maybe I can, ok, but you and I both know that modeling is like acting. I mean, you can't depend on it. I can depend on this.
Kay: But it's such hard work and you don't get paid very well.
Miguel: Well, it pays the bills and it's steady. I mean, there's always going to be fish in the ocean and there's always going to be a need for fishermen to catch them.
Kay: But you were so good at modeling.
Miguel: Kay, if I can get another modeling gig, I'll take it, ok? I could put that money into Maria's college fund.
Kay: Aw. You're such a good dad.
Miguel: Thanks. Better late than never, right?
Miguel: What are you doing?
Kay: I'm going to help you load the lobster traps.
Miguel: Come on, get serious.
Kay: I'm totally serious. I'm going to help you.
Miguel: Ok, if -- if you really want to. You know what this reminds me of? That one summer I got you that job on a fishing boat. You wanted to save up for that car.
Kay: Oh, yeah, I remember. I had to disguise myself as a boy because the fishermen didn't think girls could do the work.
Miguel: I called you "Kenny," remember? One day the fishermen saw us and thought we were the fishing boat version of "Brokeback Mountain." Oh, wow. We had a good time that summer, didn't we?
Kay: Yeah. It was a lot of hard work, but we had a good time.
Miguel: Speaking of work, we probably should get to it.
Ethan: Yeah, like I said, I mean, I knew it was a long shot, but with that threatening email Theresa got through her computer --
Gwen: That's it, you're worried that Theresa's in danger. That's why you're wondering where she is.
Ethan: Yeah, and to tell her that the guy she's with is that tabloid editor she's been looking for. Gwen, you sound really uptight. Is Jane all right?
Gwen: Honey, Jane is perfect. She's fine.
Ethan: Good. Gwen, you aren't worried about Theresa being with that editor, are you?
Gwen: Honey, why would I be worried? I mean, it's not as if that man can verify Theresa's insane story about me, you know? Listen, I had nothing, absolutely nothing to do with that email being sent to the tabloids. Honey, you are not starting to doubt me right now, are you?
Ethan: No, Gwen, of course not. It's just you sound a little upset. But you're sure that Jane's ok?
Gwen: She's fine. She just misses you. And, honey, I miss you, too.
Ethan: Yeah, well, I miss you, too, sweetheart, both of you. Sorry for calling so late.
Gwen: Honey, it's ok. I love to hear your voice. You know that.
Ethan: I know. I love you. Now go on to bed.
Gwen: I love you too, bye.
Rebecca: Theresa, I swear, you are certifiable. Wh--
Gwen: Theresa, what the hell do you want?
Theresa: Oh, Gwen. It's so nice to talk to you, too.
Gwen: What do you want?
Theresa: I want to know what you're going to do when Ethan takes Jane and divorces you. I want to know how you're going to feel when Ethan and I and Jane and little Ethan are finally a family, the way that we were supposed to be, and you are left all alone in your bed. All alone and thinking about Ethan making love to me over and over and over.
Sheridan: Luis, do you think you're the one marked for death? I mean, you said that you're close to finding Beth and Marty, and the last time you got close, you were almost killed.
Luis: Sheridan, like I said, we don't know who sent that email to Theresa, ok?
Sheridan: You still could be the target. I mean, yes, my father may be in a coma, but he could've ordered his goons to go after you right before his stroke.
Luis: Well, of course it's possible that Alistair's behind this, but I just want you to relax, ok? Nothing is going to keep me from finding our son.
Sheridan: You really feel like you're close?
Luis: I know I am.
Sheridan: I'm afraid to hope. But I hope you're right. Just I'm worried about this threat now.
Luis: Yeah, it's just difficult to know who the target is considering everyone here is here for a different reason.
Sheridan: Chad's there looking for Whitney, and Whitney's probably there doing something for the church, which means there's no real thereat to him.
Luis: Yeah, and Theresa and Ethan are here to protect their sisters.
Sheridan: And Jessica is there with Paloma and Simone, right? Aren't they there on some sort of art study trip for school?
Luis: Yeah, sort of. But they're in their hotel room now, so they're safe.
Sheridan: There doesn't seem to be any real reason as to why Noah and Fancy are there in Rome, is there?
Luis: No, I think it's just a coincidence. But like I said, Fancy's here in her hotel suite, so she's safe.
Fancy: Oh! [Fancy coughs]
Beth: Good. That's good. That'll teach you to steal another woman's man. Goodbye, Fancy. Have a nice trip to hell.
Miguel: Nothing. I was just remembering that summer we worked together. I mean, you worked so hard, and all these guys gave you such a hard time because you were so small, but you didn't even let it get to you. You worked harder than anybody else and you earned their respect... and mine.
Kay: Hmm, thanks. I just wanted to show those guys I could do the job.
Miguel: Well, you showed them, all right. I mean, I remember thinking, "God, she must be really want that car bad."
Miguel: Yeah, the one you were saving up for. You worked so hard that summer, I knew that one day you were going to be a huge success. And I was right. Look at you now. You've got a great job at Crane Industries, all because you don't give up. You don't lose sight of your goal.
Kay: I guess I don't.
Miguel: I can't even remember how long you kept that car. You still have it?
Kay: No, no, I only had it for a couple years. But I have a confession to make.
Kay: A confession?
Kay: Yeah. I didn't take the job because of the car. I mean, I was saving for a car, but I could've worked at a burger joint or something.
Miguel: Why'd you kill yourself that whole summer working on that fishing boat?
Kay: I thought you knew. I did it so I could be with you every day. I needed to be with you.
Gwen: Theresa, do you know how many years you've been making that same threat, how many years you've been saying you're going to take Ethan from me? When are you going to give up?
Theresa: Yeah, I think I've been telling you for a long time -- never. And my patience has finally paid off. I've gotcha.
Gwen: You know what? You're crazy, because Ethan's never going to believe you. He is not going to leave me.
Theresa: And how could you do it, Gwen? When Julian found out that Ethan was really Sam Bennett's son and not his, Ethan lost everything. How could you do that to him?
Gwen: You know what, you're lying. This is -- this is just another one of your outrageous stunts. You're lying.
Theresa: Well... I don't know. Kind of hanging out with Joe right here, and he's about to blow you and your mother out of the water. Hey, Joe, Joe, Joe? You want to say hi to Rebecca's daughter?
J.T.: Hey, hey, Gwennie! Yeah.
Theresa: Yeah. Did you hear that one, Gwennie?
Gwen: I have no idea who that is.
Theresa: Oh, no, of course you do. It's your mom's ex-boyfriend, Joe, and he's going to tell Ethan how you and your mother sent the information to the tabloid, revealing his true paternity.
Theresa: It's over. Ethan's finally going to see you for the liar that you are. He's finally going to know that you were the one who ruined his life. And I got to be honest with you, Gwen, I feel bad for him, because he's always believed that you were such a good person, such a righteous woman. Well, now he's going to know what I have known all along -- that you are nothing but a lying, conniving, manipulative bitch.
Sheridan: Well I'm glad you're taking care of Fancy. She can be a little willful and headstrong, like you said.
Luis: Yeah, she actually reminds me of you. But don't worry, I'm not going to let her get in the way of me finding Marty. I'm going to find him, I'm going to bring him home to his mommy, and then we're going to be together as a family.
Sheridan: Luis... I don't want to talk about this now. I am married to Chris.
Luis: Yeah, but not for long.
Sheridan: Look, please just be careful. Don't let anything happen to you. And keep an eye out for my niece.
Luis: Don't worry, I'll take good care of Fancy.
Beth: Why do you blond bimbos always think you can get away with it? I should've killed Sheridan when I had the chance. But at least I took care of you. Guess you'll never have Luis now, will you?
Ethan: Excuse me, have you seen this woman?
Ethan: Scuzi, signore. Veda quest donna?
Ethan: Where'd you go, Theresa? Where'd that guy take you?
Theresa: Face it, Gwen, you're done.
Gwen: I wouldn't start running my victory lap yet, Theresa, because you still have no concrete proof that we emailed the tabloid.
Theresa: Well, you did admit the truth to me the night I found the computer disk and I would have been able to prove it a long time ago if you hadn't burned that disk in the incinerator. And I have to be honest, I was pretty discouraged then.
Gwen: Well, you should still be discourage because even though Ethan is there in Rome with you, he's still coming home to me, to my bed, not yours.
Theresa: But see, I'm not discouraged anymore because I'm hanging with Joe and he's about to spill the beans to Ethan.
Gwen: What makes you think that 's going to back up your accusations?
Theresa: Oh, Joe, he's going to tell you the truth. See, he and I, we're old drinking buddies. Oh my God, I have absolute proof of your mother's relationship with Joe. I'm staring at a picture of them in bed together.
Gwen: You're lying.
Theresa: Nope. This is the truth. Listen, I got to get out of here. I've got to get Joe and we've got to pay Ethan a little visit here. I've got to show him this photo. Oh, you know what, you need to tell your mom that she's really aged since this picture was taken.
Theresa: Joe! Hi, Joe. Come on, wake up. You got to get up. We got to pay my friend a visit, yes.
J.T.: Ok, let's go get friends.
Theresa: All right. Yes, let's do that.
Gwen: This cannot be happening.
Luis: I love you. I'll see you soon. Don't worry, I'm going to have Marty with me.
Sheridan: That makes me so happy. I can't wait. Stay safe, Luis.
Luis: I will. I love you. [Thud]
Luis: Fancy! Fancy!
Luis: Fancy! Fancy!
Beth: Ow! Ow!
Luis: Fancy! Fancy, what's going on?! Fancy!
Luis: Fancy? Fancy!
Miguel: So you put yourself through that hot, smelly summer job just to be close to me?
Kay: Yeah. I can't believe you didn't see it at the time. Oh, wait, I forgot -- you pretty much ignored me in those day no matter what I did.
Miguel: Come on, I didn't ignore you, ok? We were buddies.
Kay: See? That's what I mean. I -- I played baseball with you, basketball. I joined the ski team, the swim team. But, whoa, when it came time for a date, you didn't even look at me. It was the prom queen or the cheerleaders you were after.
Miguel: Well, yeah, I guess I was kind of empty-headed back then. I really am sorry I never paid that much attention to you.
Kay: You have no idea how many nights I cried myself to sleep because of you. But eventually, after that summer we were working together on the fishing boats, I thought we were getting closer, and I was really excited.
Miguel: You know, I felt closer to you than I ever felt with any other girl.
Kay: Well, that's why I was really thrown for a loop when Charity came to town and you just instantly fell madly in love with her.
Miguel: I guess I was just blinded by her.
Kay: Yeah. I guess I just felt like I really missed the boat.
Miguel: I know the feeling.
Kay: You do?
Miguel: Yeah, when I came back to Harmony and saw you and our daughter, I realized I should've given up on Charity a long time ago. But you were already engaged to Fox. So in a way, I kind of missed the boat, too, you know?
Rebecca: There has got to be a way to keep Theresa and J.T. away from Ethan.
Gwen: Mother, how can we do anything? We are thousands of miles away from Rome. It's over. Theresa won.
Rebecca: No. No, no, I am not going to let that little tramp get away with this.
Gwen: How can we stop her? She has a picture of you and J.T. in bed together, and when she shows it to Ethan, he's going to know that she has been telling the truth. We're over.
Theresa: Ok, that's it. Come on, let's go see Ethan.
J.T.: I think we just need one more for the road.
Theresa: Oh, no, no, we don't need one more. Joe! Joe. Joe? Hello? Joe, wake up. Joe, wake up. Come on, wake up now, please? We've got to go show Ethan that picture, right? Joe? Joe, come on, no, I'm being serious, we've got to go tell Ethan the story about Gwen and Rebecca, right, that they were the ones who sent the email? Joe?! Hello?! Come on, Joe. Come on. Wake this body up, come on. Ok. I got to go in. I've got to get that picture. Come on, come on. Joe, Joe, come one. I really --
Theresa: Can't do it. Great. Ok. Plan B. If I can't bring the proof to Ethan, then I can bring Ethan to the proof. Maybe by the time that we get back, Joe will have woken up and he can tell Ethan everything. Ok. [J.T. Snores]
Luis: Fancy! Stand back, I'm going to break the door down!
Beth: My God, Luis can't find me here.
Luis: Fancy. [Fancy coughs] Luis hey, are you all right? What happened?
Fancy: That woman -- she was here. She tried to kill me.
Luis: Whoa, whoa. Where is she?
Fancy: I don't know.
Luis: Who was she?
Fancy: That woman I met at the coffee shop, the one with the little boy. She told me about another woman stealing her man.
Luis: Oh, my God. What did she look like?
Fancy: Uh, she was pretty, crazy eyes.
Luis: It was Beth. Beth tried to kill you?
Fancy: Well, um, it could've been, I guess. I heard her say something about me stealing her man. She did say your name.
Luis: She's not getting away this time.
Luis: She didn't go out this way. Which way did she go,Fancy?
Fancy: I don't know. I didn't see where she went.
Ethan: Where the hell is she? I've been to every bar in this vicinity, and there's no sign of Theresa or that editor. [Theresa gasps]
Theresa: Ethan! Ethan!
Ethan: Oh, thank God, Theresa. Where have you been?! I've been searching all over for you.
Theresa: Yeah, I was with Joe, and you're not going to believe this.
Ethan: Wait, do you know who he is? He's that editor, J.T. Cornell, the one -- look, this is the picture that they faxed to you from Crane Industries.
Theresa: Yes, yes, I know. I know that's J.T., and that's what I'm trying to tell you. And -- and Rebecca and J.T., they were lovers, ok, and I've got proof, I've got the proof, I've got proof that Gwen and Rebecca sent that email. Joe -- he's going to tell you.
Ethan: This -- this Joe told you that?
Theresa: Yes. He's going to prove what I've been saying all along, and it was them. It was them all along. They're the ones who set you up.
Ethan: Did J.T. Cornell tell you this?
Theresa: Ethan, I have got proof. You and I should've been together years ago. Now we can get married and we can live happily ever after. This is great! Come on, it's wonderful, right? Come on, let's go!
Gwen: If Ethan sees this picture of you and J.T., he's going to know that Theresa's telling the truth. How could you be so stupid as to let J.T. take pictures of you two in bed together? You were married to Daddy at the time.
Rebecca: Yeah, well, what Daddy didn't know didn't hurt him. Besides, you have no idea what I had to endure by staying in that marriage for your sake.
Gwen: What you "endured"?
Rebecca: Yes. I mean, your father could bore a department store mannequin, for God's sake.
Gwen: Ok, we need to focus here because if Ethan sees this picture, we have a major, major problem here. Great. I just thought of something else.
Gwen: When you called Joe, his answering machine was running. Theresa even mentioned it. I just about admitted everything. It's on that tape!
Rebecca: Well, I'll just call Joe and tell him to destroy the tape.
Gwen: No, don't, don't. What if Theresa already found Ethan and they're with Joe right now? If you call him, it's going to give us away for sure.
Rebecca: Honey, I don't see how we have a choice. We're just going to have to take that chance. That's all there is to it.
Gwen: God. Fine, fine, just call. We just have to pray Theresa doesn't answer the phone. [Phone rings]
Rebecca: It's ringing.
Gwen: Oh, J.T., answer the phone. Please, please, please, please answer the phone.
Luis: The desk clerk said no one matching Beth's description came down the elevator or out the stairs. Where could she have gone?
Fancy: I don't know. You checked the closets, right?
Luis: Yeah, I checked everywhere that I could think of.
Fancy: She didn't disappear into thin air.
Beth: I got to get out of here. [Boards creak] [Beth gasps]
Luis: You're not going anywhere!
Fancy: Yes, you got her!
Luis: Give it up! Let's go...
Kay's voice: Am I really happy that I'm engaged to Fox?
Tabitha: You're still in love with him.
Kay: Don't say that. Fox is my life. He is my future. He means everything to me.
Tabitha: Is it Fox makes you feel more secure, whereas Miguel hurt you so badly in the past that maybe there's a part of you that thinks he will do it again? But safety nets don't necessarily make proper soul mates.
Kay: Fox is more than a safety net.
Tabitha: Yeah, and Miguel is more than an old love.
Kay's voice: Miguel is the one that I've wanted all my life, and now think I could have him. But I love Fox. I do. I -- I really do love Fox.
Miguel: I told you how I feel, Kay. I mean, I was a fool to go running after Charity for so long, and I don't know why it took me so long to realize that she didn't want me.
Kay: I'm sorry she was such a ditz. I'm sorry she hurt you.
Miguel: Well, I was an even bigger fool not to recognize how you felt about me. I mean, you couldn't wait around forever for me to wake up, and now you're engaged to Fox and I just want you to be happy.
Kay: Yeah, I know.
Miguel: You told me that there was no chance for us to be together. So I moved on with Siren.
Kay: But she's worse than Charity. She's a freak.
Miguel: Look, that's not true, ok? She's a beautiful, innocent girl that I could enjoy spending a long time with.
Kay: Miguel, you can't get serious with her. There is something so strange about her. I mean, everything about her is strange. Don't you think it's odd the way she just fell in love with you so fast? The moment she saw you, she just threw herself all over you. I'm sorry, but I think -- I think she's a tramp.
Miguel: Ok, stop it. That's enough. You told me that there was no chance for us to be together and you told me that you loved Fox and that was that. You told me to find someone else.
Kay: I lied. I didn't mean it.
Theresa: All right, let's go. Come on, come on, we've got to hurry. Now listen, I left J.T. in an apartment. He was passed out, but I'm sure by the time we get there he'll be awake and he can tell you everything --
Ethan: Ok, I'm coming, I'm coming. But, Theresa, I don't want you to get your hopes up.
Theresa: My hopes up? Ethan, what are you talking about?
Theresa: This is it. This is what I've been waiting for. I found the editor of the tabloid and he's going to tell you the truth, what I've been saying all along -- that it was Gwen and Rebecca who set you up. They were the ones. And on top of that, Joe and Rebecca, they were lovers, Ethan. This is it! This is what I've been waiting for, the editor! Come on, of course my hopes are up! Now let's go!
Gwen: Is there still no answer? [Phone rings]
Rebecca: It's ringing. Come on, J.T., answer the phone, you idiot! [Ring]
Rebecca: He answered. J.T., hi, it -- it's Becky. Tell me, is Theresa there with you?
J.T.: I don't see her. I'm on the floor.
Rebecca: What are you doing on the floor? Get up, for God's sake and look around. Is Theresa there?
Gwen: Ask him if Ethan's there.
Rebecca: Um, J.T., is Ethan there?
J.T.: Ethan? Ethan Crane?
Rebecca: Yes. Is he there?
J.T.: No. I'm all by my lonesome. But -- I think I remember that she was going to get him.
J.T.: Yeah, I think she said she was going to go get Ethan and bring him back here.
Rebecca: She went to go get Ethan. Look, J.T., listen to me, you've got to get out of there, and you've got to get out of there right now.
J.T.: Get out? It's my apartment.
Rebecca: I know. I know, but you've got to get out of there right now because if Ethan sees you there, then you're going to be exposed -- I mean, we will be exposed and -- and Ethan will probably kill you.
J.T.: Kill me? Good Lord.
Theresa: Ok, come one. This is it, 509. This is the door.
J.T.: Becks? Becks, I think it's too late. I think they're already here.
Rebecca: He says they're already there.
Gwen: Oh, God.
Theresa: I'm so excited. Ok, this is it. All right, J.T. Cornell -- he's inside, Ethan, and he's going to tell you the truth. He's going to tell you that Gwen has been lying to you all these years, and then you will finally see why you and I should be together.
J.T.: They're coming in!
Rebecca: He says they're coming in.
Gwen: Well, do something!
Luis: You two are so natural together.
Sheridan: Oh, Luis, I love this. I love having him here with us. This is -- this is heaven to me.:
Luis: I know it is. Want me to put him to bed?
Sheridan: No, not just yet. I want to spend a little more time with him.
Luis: All right. As long as you want.
Sheridan: Thank you. Lord, please help Luis find Beth. And let him bring my son back to me. Please, God.
Luis: Give it up and let go! I've got you! Just let go!
Fancy: Be careful, Luis!
Luis: You're coming down if I've got to pull down this whole ceiling!
Luis: Let go!
Beth: Oh! Oh! Oh!
Luis: It is you. Finally, I've got you, Beth. And you're not getting away this time. Now where is my son?!
Luis: Where is he?
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Miguel: Are you saying you're in love with me and not Fox? Siren: I'd love to make love to you, Fox.
Theresa: Once you hear this tape, you will leave Gwen and you'll come back to me.
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