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Passions Transcript Monday 6/5/06--Canada; Tuesday 6/6/06--USA
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Denny: I haven't been here long, so I'm still finding my way around.

Chad: That's how I feel about Rome.

Denny: So, what brings you to the eternal city? I mean, I doubt you're here on a pilgrimage.

Chad: Well, in a way I am. I'm on a mission to save a friend's life, and I need your help finding her.

Whitney: It's so nice to be out of the catacombs. But what are we doing here? Why are we at an art gallery?

Alistair: [Disguised voice] Our mission is to save the Pope and the church from evil.

Whitney: And to do that, we need to retrieve the chalice from the Pope's private chambers, yes.

Alistair: The chalice has the power of life and death.

Whitney: And we'll use that power to destroy the threat to the Pope and the church.

Alistair: Correct, Whitney. There is a painting inside that may hold the key to how you can gain access to retrieve the chalice. It is up to you to find it.

Whitney: Well, I mean, what if it doesn't help us?

Alistair: Have faith, Whitney, faith that we will prevail. The future of mankind itself rests on your getting that chalice.

Officer: Name?

J.T.: Joseph Talbot Cornell, but I go by J.T.

Officer: Age and height?

J.T.: 46, six feet.

Officer: Occupation?

J.T.: Newspaper editor.

Officer: Employer?

J.T.: I'm between jobs.

Officer: So you come to Roma to drown your sorrow on vino?

J.T.: I wasn't drunk in public.

Officer: That's what all you drunks say.

J.T.: If I don't get out of here before Theresa tracks me down, Rebecca is going to have my hide.

Rebecca: Well, thank God that kid finally fell asleep. I mean, I don't remember you wailing like that when you were an infant.

Gwen: Yeah, that's because you handed me off to a nanny if I as much as burped.

Rebecca: Well, and so what? I mean, except for having to deal with Theresa, you and I have both lived happily ever after.

Gwen: Theresa, Theresa. Boy, it's such a good thing you got to J.T. in time, so he could get all that evidence that connects us to him and his apartment and get rid of it before Theresa found it, because she would've ruined my marriage for sure.

Rebecca: Yeah, well, that is never going to happen. I mean, as long as J.T. left Italy with that photo of me in bed with him, and with that answering machine tape -- the one where we pretty much admitted that we outted Ethan to the tabloids -- I mean, we are home free.

Gwen: Thank God Ethan will never know we were the ones who cost him his future as the heir to the Crane empire just so we could frame Theresa for ruining his life.

Ethan: I still think you're way off base about Fancy and Luis making love.

Noah: Look, I don't want to talk about Fancy and Luis anymore, ok? As far as I'm concerned, they deserve each other. The focus now is on Jessica and keeping her safe. Simone and Paloma, too.

Ethan: Yeah, well, looks like you got your work cut out for you. Hi, ladies.

Noah: Do you guys listen to a single word I say?

Jessica: Noah, uh --

Paloma: We were going to lock ourselves in our room just like you said.

Simone: But then we got hungry and we decided we would eat something first.

Noah: You should've ordered room service.

Jessica: Gosh, even with Spike in Rome, he wouldn't kidnap us from a crowded restaurant.

Noah: We're not going to take the chance, are we?

Ethan: You guys, you need to be careful. So go to your room and stay there.

Jessica: We'd rather help solve whatever's going on around here.

Ethan and Noah: No way.

Man: You wanted to see me?

Beth: Yes. I have a job for you. I need some trash taken out and dumped someplace where it won't be a hazard to our health.

Spike: Sure, no problem. What kind of trash is it?

Beth: Blond, as in Fancy Crane.

Theresa: I'm right, aren't I? You're falling in love with Luis.

Fancy: No, I'm not.

Theresa: Then why are you willing to make yourself a target for Beth?

Fancy: Luis loves my aunt Sheridan. My wanting to help him isn't because I love Luis. It's so he can keep his promise to bring their son back to Sheridan.

Theresa: Look, if you're not falling in love with Luis, why are you willing to put yourself in danger for him?

Luis: What?

Luis: Theresa, what are you talking about? Why would Fancy put herself in danger for me?

Theresa: Fancy really, really wants to help you get Marty back so that you can bring him home to Sheridan. And she's got this idea that she can act as bait to lure Beth out into the open, and then if Beth tries to attack Fancy you can snag Beth and you can force her to lead you back to Marty.

Fancy: That's right.

Luis: So you're willing to put yourself in harm's way just for Sheridan?

Fancy: Of course. I love Aunt Sheridan, and I know you worship the ground she walks on. Bringing Marty back would be the answer to her prayers. And yours, too.

Luis: Yes, it would be. I just can't believe you're willing to risk another round with Beth. She almost killed you.

Theresa: Love makes people do all sorts of things.

Fancy: So, will you let me help you nab Beth?

Luis: Uh, no freaking way.

Fancy: Why not?

Luis: Because Beth is a homicidal maniac, that's why.

Fancy: And I'm at the top of her hit list because she thinks we're a couple. Why not take advantage of that?

Luis: Too dangerous. Beth is too fast, she is cunning. Interpol has no idea where she is. It's like she's vanished into thin air.

Fancy: All the more reason to go with my plan. If Beth is in hiding, the thought of killing me will lure her out. Then all you have to do is catch Beth and get her to tell you where Marty is.

Luis: Oh. Is that all?

Fancy: It could work.

Luis: Or you could wind up dead, and I'm not willing to take that chance.

Simone: We really are adults, you know. We don't need to be treated like children.

Noah: You do when you act like kids who don't know how to listen. I want you guys to stay in here and keep the door locked.

Jessica: Make Noah stop picking on us.

Ethan: Jess, he happens to be right, all right? You need to stay here with the door locked until we know what's going on around here.

Paloma: But five heads are better than two.

Ethan: That's not true when three of the five heads have a tendency to attract men with guns.

Simone: But we are all ok.

Noah: And you're going to stay that way by staying put.

Ethan: Listen to Noah, ok? He's right. I'll talk to you later. I got to get going. Ladies, behave yourselves.

Jessica: Bye. So, what are we supposed to do all locked up in here?

Noah: You know, you can watch TV, you can listen to the radio, you can read.

Paloma: That's what we do at home.

Noah: Well, one of you brought your laptop, right? You can go online, you can chat with friends back in Harmony.

Simone: And we do that at home, too.

Noah: Look, then why don't you make it a girly night? You know, you guys can do each other's hair, you can have manicures or facials or whatever. Look, I don't care what you guys do, ok, as long as you stay in here and keep the door locked. Now, I have a call to make. Lock the door behind me.

Simone: Well, let's just see what we're missing while being locked up in here.

Simone: Oh, wow, look at this.

Paloma: What? Is there a gay pride march at the Appian Way?

Simone: No. It is an advertisement for an art exhibit opening.

Jessica: What about it?

Simone: Well, look at the painting in the background.

Jessica: It's of the Vatican. So what?

Simone: The corner is missing. It's the same one that I tore off when those guys were after us.

Whitney: Well, this is St. Peter's Basilica and Vatican Square, and the Pope is blessing the faithful. Now, if there's a clue in this painting about how to get the chalice -- I'm sorry, I don't see anything.

Alistair: [Disguised voice] You must look more closely. A number of the old church documents indicate that this painting is tied to the chalice. How exactly is the mystery that you must solve.

Whitney: But I don't know what I'm looking for here.

Alistair: Well, you must have faith and you must look harder, Whitney. Your innocent eyes must find the clue that will lead us to retrieving the chalice. You must save his holiness and the church from evil. And remember, Whitney, your soul will be damned to eternal hell if you fail to help me unleash the power of the chalice.

Spike: You want me to kill Alistair's granddaughter, Fancy?

Beth: That's right. Only don't just kill her. Make her suffer. Chop off her long blond hair and choke her with it. Or stick her in a big pizza oven and bake her till she's done.

Spike: But I thought Alistair worshipped Fancy, that she's the one person on the planet the old man truly loves.

Beth: Daddy loves me, too. He just doesn't show it.

Spike: Ok. But won't Daddy be upset if Fancy ends up dead because you had me kill her?

Beth: I suppose you're right. Just make Fancy disappear, ok? Chop her into little pieces and -- and feed her to the sewer rats. I don't care. Just make sure there's not a trace of her left. Then Daddy won't get angry. He'll just wonder, "Whatever happened to my precious little Fancy?"

Fancy: Just don't say no until you hear me out.

Luis: No.

Fancy: I've thought this through Luis.

Luis: No.

Fancy: I will have Crane Public Relations announce that I'm attending opening night for the art exhibit. Beth won't be able to resist going to the gallery to try to kill me again, but you and the police will be lying in wait to nab her before she can hurt me. And then you'll get Beth to tell you where to find Marty, and you can take him home to Aunt Sheridan.

Luis: Ok. So you've thought this through, but there's only one problem.

Fancy: What?

Luis: Beth. She is completely unpredictable, ok? She could come back here, kill you before you even go to the opening. She could blow up the car you decide to take there. She has Alistair's money and resources at her disposal. Besides, I'd never be able to live with myself if anything happened.

Fancy: You wouldn't?

Luis: No, I wouldn't. I care about you way too much.

Denny: Look, we shouldn't really be in here, but you looked urgent and this is the one place I know we can talk in private.

Chad: Wow. Pope's chambers. I can't believe I'm really in here, man.

Denny: Yeah, well, we shouldn't stay long, Chad, so, please tell me how I can help you.

Chad: Yeah, my friend's life is in danger. I've come here to try to find her before she's hurt or worse.

Denny: Well, why come to me and not the police?

Chad: Well, my friend is in the process of becoming a nun.

Denny: Oh. Well, God bless her.

Chad: Only it's for all the wrong reasons. I mean, she's not doing it to get close to God. She's doing it to stay away from me and our son.

Denny: Oh. So this woman, the mother of your son --

Chad: Whitney.

Denny: Are you in love with her?

Chad: Crazy about her.

Denny: Well, then why haven't you done right by Whitney and married her?

Chad: I wanted to, man, but I can't.

Denny: Why not?

Chad: Whitney is my half sister. Our son is the product of incest.

Denny: Oh.

Alistair: [Disguised voice] Whitney, do your innocent eyes see any clues relating to the chalice?

Whitney: Not that I can tell. But, you know, I still don't know exactly what I'm looking for here, so --

Alistair: You must have faith, faith that you will know it when you see it.

Whitney: But could you help me? Could you help me look?

Alistair: I have been looking for hours and found nothing. You are the chosen one, Whitney. Surely you can find what has eluded me.

Whitney: I'm trying, I'm trying.

Alistair: You must look harder. We don't have much time. A new exhibit opens here tonight. We must find the clue, decipher it, and make our way to the Vatican quickly before anyone sees us. Whitney, when you get there you must find your way back into the Pope's chambers, just as you've been practicing, and retrieve the chalice.

Whitney: It's just that my eyes are getting a little tired from squinting, but I'll try.

Alistair: I understand. Perhaps this will help.

Whitney: Oh, thank you.

Alistair: Hurry, Whitney. Hurry. Time is running out.

J.T.: Come on, this is ridiculous. I mean, so I had a little bit too much to drink. Paisan, this is Italy. Vino is king.

Officer: Public intoxication is against the law, and you were drunk.

J.T.: Well, can I post bail and get out of here?

J.T.'s voice: The last thing I need is both the IRS and Rebecca on my case.

Officer: Of course you can post bail.

J.T.: Great. Just let me make a phone call to arrange payment.

Officer: Follow me.

J.T.'S voice: Hope you answer your phone, Becky, hope you answer your phone.

Gwen: I am so happy Mr. Collier finally gave me some time off to make up for those crazy long hours. I mean, what could be better than spending time with my beautiful Jane?

Rebecca: Mmm. Ah. Shopping at Bergdorf's. Mmm, yes. Tea at the Four Seasons. And a private evening with the male strippers at Equus.

Gwen: I will take spending time with Jane over a male stripper any day.

Rebecca: Oh, honey, I know you would. It's because you have Ethan, your own private little fantasy.

Gwen: Indeed I do. That is not the only reason I love him, Mother. He's wonderful. He's caring and he's funny and he's strong. And he's all mine.

Rebecca: Thanks to me and my quick thinking. I mean, Theresa was seconds away from linking me to J.T. and to the tabloid and the story coming out -- blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Gwen: So you keep telling me.

Rebecca: Well, you don't seem very grateful.

Gwen: Mother, I am grateful. And I am so relieved because I love Ethan more than anything in this world. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. And I will as long as he doesn't find out we were the ones who torpedoed his life and blamed it on Theresa.

Rebecca: Ethan will never know the truth. I guarantee it.

Ethan: Fancy, it's Ethan.

Fancy: Hey.

Ethan: Hey. Oh, God, I wanted to see you and see how you were after Beth attacked you.

Fancy: Yeah, I feel terrible.

Ethan: Terrible? Why? What hurts?

Luis: Her ego. It's bruised because I told her she can't help me in my plan to trap Beth.

Fancy: My idea is pure genius. I want to use myself as bait at the art exhibit opening to lure Beth into trying to kill me again, only Luis and the polizia will stop her and find out where Marty is.

Ethan: That's your plan?

Fancy: Mm-hmm. Tell Luis it's brilliant.

Ethan: Uh, Fance, look, I'm not taking sides here, but I think you're crazy to put your life on the line for a plan that probably won't work.

Fancy: Well, thanks for not taking sides.

Ethan: Look, there's too much that could go wrong.

Fancy: Like what?

Ethan: Like Beth might not even know about the exhibit opening, much less that you're going to be there.

Fancy: I'd have Crane P.R. get the word out right away.

Ethan: Well, then Beth could kill you or try to kill you before you even got there.

Luis: That's exactly what I told her.

Ethan: Look, Fancy, I'm sorry, but your plan has more holes in it than a slab of Swiss cheese.

Luis: Thank you, Ethan.

Fancy: Theresa, tell them they're wrong.

Theresa: I can't. Fancy, I'm sorry. I understand why you want to help Luis get Marty back. I do. It's just it's too dangerous, ok? We can't let you make yourself a sitting duck. I mean, that Beth woman -- she's absolutely crazy. I mean, do you know that she actually hired an orangutan to care for her own mother? Who knows what she could resort to next.

Fancy: What does a monkey have to do with my plan?

Ethan, Luis, and Theresa: Orangutan.

Luis: You're not going to the gallery opening, and that's final. Ok?

Fancy's voice: Oh, yes, I am.

Theresa: Luis?

Luis: Hmm?

Theresa: Now that you're back to protect Fancy, I -- I kind of got to get going.

Luis: All right.

Theresa: Just, you know, be careful, everyone. The stakes have never been higher, you know, and, you know, one mistake could cause a terrible disaster.

Fancy: I understand, and, believe me, that's the last thing I want.

Luis: I'll keep Fancy safe.

Theresa: I hope you get what you want, Luis.

Luis: I just want to get Marty back.

Fancy's voice: And I want to help make that happen.

Theresa: Goodbye.

Luis: See you.

Ethan: I should go, too. I have to go. Please be safe, all right?

Ethan: Theresa, hold on. Where are you going?

Theresa: I'm going to go to police headquarters to report J.T. as a missing fugitive.

Ethan: What?

Theresa: Yeah, that's what he is. He's on the run somewhere with crucial evidence proving that I was framed for ruining your life, and I need to have him found in the interest of justice.

Ethan: Theresa, you're not going to give up on this, are you?

Theresa: No, no, I'm not. Not until you believe me, because I know what I saw and I know what I heard in his apartment. All right? There was a photo of Rebecca and J.T. in bed together because they were lovers. And when I was there, Rebecca called and -- and I picked up the phone and I spoke to her, and at that time the answering machine taped the entire call, and Gwen and Rebecca -- they admitted that they framed me and outted you as a Bennett.

Ethan: So you've said.

Theresa: It's what happened. I know the truth and I'm going to prove it to you.

Ethan: Wait, wait. Look, you can't be running around Rome by yourself. It's not safe until we know what's going on, ok?

Theresa: Fine, you can come with me if you want. It's up to you.

Simone: Ok, look up the art opening online and see if we can find any more information about it.

Paloma: Ok, good idea.

Simone: Can you zoom in to the picture in the background?

Paloma: Si.

Jessica: Hey, check this.

Simone: Ok.

Jessica: Oh, my gosh, it matches.

Simone: That is definitely the painting those two guys took from me.

Paloma: I want to know what all this means. That painting was in one of the photos we found in Alistair's files at the Book Caf. It, along with a bunch of other paintings, disappeared at the end of World War II, and now it shows up at a fancy gallery exhibit.

Simone: I wonder if any of those other paintings have the symbol on them.

Paloma: And if they do, what does it mean?

Jessica: Well, there's only one way to find out.

Paloma: We have to go to the opening.

Simone: Yeah, maybe there are some clues in the other paintings that might help us figure out what's going on here.

Jessica: Yeah, there's just one problem. Noah said not to leave the room.

Paloma: It's not like he posted a guard at the door.

Simone: We'll just sneak out and then be back before Noah knows we're gone.

Jessica: Um, he keeps catching us.

Simone: Yeah, but aren't the odds in our favor that he won't catch us this time?

[Knock on door]

Noah: It's Noah. Open up.

Noah: Hey. So what are you ladies up to?

Paloma: You suggested we email friends back home.

Noah: Oh, good. Well, don't let me stop you.

Jessica: We won't.

Chad: So is this when you sprinkle me with holy water and see if I burn for committing incest?

Denny: No, Chad, of course not. I was just absorbing what you told me and praying for you, Whitney, and your son.

Chad: Thank you. When Whitney and I fell in love, we didn't know we were committing incest. It wasn't till later we found out we shared the same mother. Denny, right or wrong, I still love Whitney.

Denny: As a sister.

Chad: No.

Denny: Oh.

Chad: And Whitney can't handle that because deep down she knows she loves me that way, too. Anyway, after Whitney gave birth to our son, she passed him off as my half brother's kid, managed to give him up for adoption. I wound up adopting him not knowing he was my son until later. And that's when Whitney went into a major meltdown and joined a cloistered convent near Harmony. I mean, she was just getting ready to take her final vows when she vanished.

Denny: She vanished, you say?

Chad: And my old man found out she came to Rome. That's why I came here to get her back, only she's completely lost.

Denny: How so?

Chad: Well, for one, she's disguised her face so no one could recognize her. And she's living down in the catacombs now.

Denny: What?

Chad: Yeah, she thinks God is down there with her, making her do penance or something. When I caught up with her last time, she said she can't see me or be with me ever again.

Denny: Well, that could be for the best.

Nun: E vero, santo padre, lo spirito malefico sta venendo verso lei e la chiesa.

Chad: What's going on?

Denny: There's a lot of tension here in the Vatican of late. The Pope has been alarmed by what a mystic has told him.

Chad: You're kidding.

Denny: No. Look, I know I can trust an old homie to be discreet.

Chad: Yes.

Denny: The old mystic told his holiness that there is evil at work here in the Vatican, and that its pawn, known as the innocent one, will destroy the church and all that is holy.

Chad: My God.

Nun: Lo spirito malefico sa circa il calice e l'energia del calice. Oh, per favore, fa attenzione con questo manufatto sacro.

Chad: That voice. That voice sounds familiar, man.

Nun: You come to stop her, yes?

Chad: Who are you? Stop who?

Nun: L'innocenza. O, come se dice -- the innocent one. You come to stop her before she destroys us all.

Chad: That nun. She knows where Whitney is.

Noah: I'll say it one more time. Stay in this room and keep the door locked. Ok? Spike is in Rome and he's out to snag Jessica. We have to take every precaution.

Jessica: I still wonder what Spike wants with me. Why was he trying to get me down into the catacombs?

Noah: I don't know. It wasn't for a tour, I can tell you that much. All right. Now stay put or else.

Jessica: Hey, where are you going?

Noah: I have some business to take care of.

Jessica: Ok, what's that code for, Noah? We all know you aren't in business, you tend bar back in Harmony. What's really going on?

Simone: Yeah, Noah, you never told us why you're here in Rome.

Noah: Look, the less you know, the better. Bottom line is that what I am doing is directly related to Maya and Fancy's future. Whatever. I have to find a man with a tattoo just like Jessica's.

Jessica: What? A tattoo just like mine?

Noah: Yeah, it's on his wrist.

Jessica: Spike.

Noah: What?

Jessica: Spike has a tattoo just like mine on his wrist.

Noah's voice: Oh, my God. Spike killed Lena's partner. Wait, Lena brought Maya and me here to Rome to complete her mission. But how did Lena know Spike would be here, too?

Noah: Why didn't you tell me this before?

Jessica: I didn't think it mattered.

Paloma: What does Spike have to do with Fancy and her future?

Noah: I'll tell you later, after I find Spike.

Jessica: Bye.

Fancy: Luis, can we revisit my idea to snag Beth at the art gallery?

Luis: No.

Fancy: But my being bait is the perfect lure to catch Beth and get Marty back.

Luis: Look, Fancy, I appreciate your wanting to help, ok? I really do. But nothing ever goes according to plan when Beth is involved, all right? Just be glad you survived her attack last night and leave it at that.

Fancy: I think you're being stubborn.

Luis: And you're not?

Fancy: I'm committed. You're stubborn.

Luis: All right, whatever. We're doing this my way, ok?

Fancy: Oh, and I suppose you have a better idea.

Luis: You're damn right I do. I'm going to go to the gallery opening just to check and see if Beth is there. I don't understand why she would be, outside of the fact that she is crazy and unpredictable.

Fancy: Yeah, I've noticed.

Luis: Yeah. I'm going to go change. You can order what you want from room service and I'll have a guard posted outside the door in case Beth comes back here.

Fancy: Crane Public Relations? Hi, this is Fancy Crane. I want you to issue a press release to all the local media in Rome right away. Yeah, something to the effect that I will be attending an art exhibit opening tonight at the Paracucchi Galleria D'arte. Uh-huh, that's right, I want everyone to know exactly where I'll be this evening.

Fancy: Well, almost everyone.

Spike: Beth, you are one cold-hearted --

Beth: I'd stop right there if I were you, Spike. See, we Cranes -- we don't take kindly to name calling, especially from our inferiors.

Spike: Oh, well, la-ti-da.

Beth: Care to say that again without your tongue?

Spike: Ok, I get it. You're serious about me killing your niece Fancy.

Beth: Damn that blond claim jumper. Fancy is just as selfish as my half sister, Sheridan. You know, they both love Luis, but they can't have him. He is mine. I had him first and I will have him in the end, no matter how many blondes have to die. I mean, I am Alistair's daughter. I want Fancy dead by dawn. Have you got that?

Spike: Yeah. We are cool, Ms. Crane. Your wish is my command.

Denny: Did I just hear you right? Did you say that the nun speaking with his holiness knows where your sister Whitney is?

Chad: Well, she did not too long ago. She came down to me and my friend Luis in the catacombs. She said that Whitney was the innocent one.

Denny: Oh, good heavens. Your half sister is the innocent one?

Chad: That's what the old nun said. I don't see any reason for her to lie, do you?

Denny: Unfortunately, no.

Chad: Ok, so what do we do, man?

Denny: We have to find your sister immediately before it's too late.

Chad: Are you saying that she can really bring down the Pope and the church?

Denny: If the evil influence she's under continues to manipulate her, then, yes. Whitney's actions could trigger an apocalypse.

Chad: My God.

Denny: I'll summon the Swiss guards. You can describe your sister to them both with and without her disguise.

Whitney: I'm sorry. I don't see anything unusual in this painting. It's just the Vatican where the Pope is blessing the faithful. I mean, it's small but he's there.

Alistair: You must hurry. Find the clue.

Whitney: It would help me if I knew what I was looking for.

Alistair: I wish I could help you, my child. You are the innocent one, the one chosen by God to find the clue that will get us to the Pope's chambers and to the chalice. The chalice, that sacred relic of infinite power that I will use to win the battle so long in coming.

Spike: Very --

Beth: Where do you get off reading the paper, on the phone when I'm talking to you?

Spike: We'll talk later. You want me to kill Fancy Crane, I got that. The rest is just you ranting.

Beth: When a Crane rants, people listen. Now you listen. Luis probably has Fancy under lock and key, ok? So you're probably going to have to go through a window or disguise yourself as a waiter and do the room service thing.

Spike: Or I could just kill her at this art exhibit.

Beth: What?

Spike: I just got word that Fancy Crane will be at this opening tonight.

Beth: Perfecto.

Fancy: Theresa is wrong. I am not falling in love with Luis. But I can see why Aunt Sheridan loves him. I mean, he's so strong and caring. He has the heart of a lion and the soul of a poet. Of course, being tall, dark, and gorgeous makes Luis even more incredible. But I am not falling in love with him. I am just trying to help lure Beth out into the open so she's caught and Luis can get Marty back. I will help reunite my little cousin with his parents if it's the last thing I do.

Luis: Wonder if the guard's on duty yet.

Luis: Ah. Good, you are here.

Man: Yes, sir.

Luis: Ok, so your job for this evening is to make sure that Miss Crane does not leave this suite for any reason. Can you handle that?

Man: Yes, sir.

Luis: Ok, great. I'll check in with you later, then.

Luis: Should keep Fancy out of danger, at least till I get back.

Luis: Sheridan would never forgive me if anything happened to her niece. And I would never forgive myself.

Theresa: I would like an all-points bulletin issued for J.T. Cornell. This man is involved with identity theft and evidence tampering.

Ethan: That's kind of a stretch, isn't it?

Theresa: J.T. Cornell is approximately six feet tall. He's in his late 40s and he's got short, dark hair.

Ethan: You're wasting your time. If you were with J.T. Cornell last night, Theresa, he is gone by now.

Rebecca: Ooh. You know, I just love that vibrate option. Hello?

J.T.: Beck. It's me, J.T.

Rebecca: J.T. Oh, honey, we were just talking about you.

Gwen: Skip the pleasantries. J.T., where are you?

J.T.: Oh, I'm in jail.

Gwen: Where?

J.T.: Rome.

Rebecca: Rome? You were supposed to get out of there and take any evidence connecting us to you.

J.T.: Oh, yeah, that was the plan, but then I got arrested by the police for being drunk in public. I need money to post bail.

Rebecca: What am I, an ATM?

Gwen: J.T., I will post your bail. Then you just need to get out of Rome before Theresa finds you.

Rebecca: Gwen is right. Theresa can never see you again. If she does, it means the end of life as we know it.

Gwen: And yours, too, J.T.

On the Next Passions:

Officer: We have a man in custody similar to the man you described.

Ethan: Really?

Theresa: Where is he? Can you take us to him right away?

Officer: I'll take you to him.

Theresa: I told you. I told you I wasn't lying. See, J.T. Cornell -- he's going to prove to you that Gwen and Rebecca were the ones who outted you as a Bennett and framed me for it.

Beth: Yes, it's me, your true love.

Luis: Where are you, Beth? Where's my son?

Sheridan: Oh, you can't be.

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