Passions Transcript Wednesday 7/12/06--Canada; Thursday 7/13/06--USA
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Provided By Glynis
Proofread by Jodi
Gwen: Go ahead. Make your earth-shattering announcement. I'm not afraid.
Theresa: You should be.
Gwen: Really? Well, go ahead, tell me why I should be shaking in my boots.
Ethan: What's going on?
Gwen: Just calling her out on a lie.
Ethan: Lying about what?
Gwen: Honey, don't even bother giving her the spotlight. She's just going to continue to sling accusations at me, you know, more reasons why you should leave me to be with her.
Theresa: Ethan should be with me, Gwen.
Gwen: Yeah, and I should drown you in the fountain, Theresa, but that's not going to happen either. Honey, let's go. Let's go back to the hotel and make our last night in Rome a memorable one.
Ethan: Hold on. There's something that you had to tell me, you said it was important. Now, what is it?
Theresa: It was important. I love and miss my son, and I can't wait to get home to him.
Gwen: Wow, alert the media. That's front-page news.
Ethan: Theresa, you sure that's all you had to tell me?
Gwen: Boy, you are really losing your touch, you know? Kind of should have quit while you were ahead with the whole "nun premonition binding Ethan to you forever" thing because that actually, I have to admit, did have me a little uneasy, but not this. At this point, Theresa, you've cried wolf one too many times, and we are done. Can we please just pay the bill and just go?
Whitney: Now, why exactly did you not tell Ethan that he's Little Ethan's real father?
Theresa: I can't. You heard the advice he told his friend.
Whitney: To stay with his wife and sue the mother of the child for joint custody, yeah?
Theresa: If I told Ethan that Little Ethan is his son, he would do the same thing to me. I've already lost Jane to Ethan and Gwen. I will not lose my son to them, too.
T.C.: [Sighs] Wish Eve was here.
Eve: How are you feeling, T.C.?
T.C.: Well, I'm better now that you are here, but my right leg and my right arm are still numb.
Eve: Well, I would prefer that they weren't, but I don't think there's any reason to think that the numbness won't go away in time.
T.C.: I hope so because I'm not cut out to be an invalid.
Eve: I think considering how close you came to death, you are doing remarkably well.
Nurse: We managed to stop the labor, so both you and the baby are stable for now.
Sheridan: Yes, and I am grateful, but how can I just relax, without knowing about Luis, Fancy and Marty?
Luis: What are my intentions toward Fancy? I don't have any.
Noah: Oh, get off it, Luis, come on. I can tell that you have feelings for each other.
Luis: I don't have any feelings toward Fancy, ok? She is Sheridan's niece.
Noah: Sheridan's beautiful, sexy, younger niece.
Fancy: Esme. I'm not in love with Luis.
Esme: Ok, falling in love, then. It is as plain as the surgically-altered nose on your face.
Fancy: You are wrong, I never had a nose job. And I'm not falling in love with Luis, despite what people think.
Esme: People? What people?
Fancy: Luis' sister Theresa thought I was gaga for Luis, but she sees love everywhere.
Esme: Oh, well, Theresa's right. You got it bad for the man.
Fancy: No, I respect and admire Luis. He's determined to bring their son Marty home to my aunt Sheridan, but I'm not falling in love with him.
Esme: Well, if you say so.
Fancy: I do.
Esme: But you're wrong.
Fancy: Esme, stop telling me how I feel when I don't feel the way you think I feel.
Esme: Oh, but, darling, you do. My new meds let me see things with amazing clarity, and it is very clear that you are in love with Luis.
Fancy: No, I'm not.
Esme: Oh, what is it about these blue-collar working stiffs? They just exude such potency. Of course, they haven't been inbred for generations like our set.
Fancy: I'm not falling in love with Luis.
Esme: Oh, no, men like Noah and Luis are real men with hard, callused hands and broad, brawny shoulders and rock-hard butts, and their lips are so soft and so, so kissable. Bartender, ice water, pronto.
Fancy: You're a mess, you know that?
Esme: Well, at least I am not falling in love with a man that loves my aunt.
Fancy: I am not, either.
Esme: Sure -- thank you. Um, right, well, you certainly wouldn't be falling in love with one of my aunt's suitors. They're all as old and wrinkled as she is and they reek of formaldehyde. You know, auntie doesn't even know she's been on a date with one of them until she wakes up the next morning and finds their dentures. Where, I won't say.
Esme: What were we talking about?
Fancy: That you've gone from eccentric to totally insane.
Esme: Oh, right -- you are falling in love with Luis, who's in love with your aunt Sheridan.
Esme: So, um, now look, I don't see you losing out in the looks department because you and Sheridan are both stunning. Of course, you don't share a child with Luis, and Sheridan does. Now, normally that would put you at a disadvantage if Sheridan wasn't married to another man, which she is. So keep it up, and I think Luis should be yours.
Fancy: For the last time, Esme, I am not falling in love with Luis.
Esme: I understand you don't want to admit that you have feelings for Luis.
Luis: I am tired, and I am sick over losing Marty again. And I am certainly not in the mood to be grilled about my feelings for your ex.
Noah: Then you do have feelings for her.
Luis: Noah, stop putting words into my mouth.
Noah: Look, Luis, I get that you're in a bad place, ok? And I'm sorry that you lost Marty again, and I am sorry that Alistair and Beth got away again, but maybe it's because you're in such a bad place that you can't see what's obvious to everyone else. I've seen the way you look at Fancy. You look at her like you love her, Luis, and she looks at you in the very same way.
Luis: Noah, I do not love her. Fancy and I have been through a lot here in Rome in a very short amount of time. And I appreciate that she is helping me look for Marty, but I am not in love with her. I love Sheridan and only Sheridan.
Sheridan: I just can't stop thinking about those lions attacking Luis and Fancy. Chris, will you find Julian and ask him to help before I lose my mind worrying about Luis, Fancy, and Marty?
Chris: You just try to take some deep breaths to relax while I'm gone, ok?
Sheridan: Ok. Thank you, Chris. The baby and I both thank you.
Sheridan: Please, please, God let them be ok.
Julian: What, has my poor sister started labor again?
Chris: No, but she is worried out of her mind about Luis, Marty, and Fancy. She was wondering if you could find out what happened to them.
Julian: All right. Why don't you tell her that I have a call into Crane security in Rome. They're trying to find Fancy and protect her from my father's madness. Since Sheridan said the last time Fancy was seen she was with Luis fending off lions, perhaps they're still together. But once security finds Fancy, then we'll know if Luis and Marty are with her.
Chris: Thank you. Well, it's good to know that you're on top of the situation.
Julian: Well, you tell her that I'll keep her updated on everything that happens in Rome.
Chris: Thank you, Julian. I will.
Julian: You're welcome.
T.C.: Eve, I made such a mess of things. But the house was just so empty without you and the girls. I have no one to blame but myself -- me and my stupid temper.
Eve: T.C., come on now. Don't think about that now. Just think that you're alive and you're going to be ok, and that means you have time to make things right. Just focus on that.
T.C.: Are you really happy I didn't die in the accident?
Eve: Oh, T.C., what kind of thing is that to ask? Of course I am.
T.C.: But I hurt you and the girls so much with my self-righteousness, intolerance -- quick to anger and slow to forgive.
Eve: The girls and I love you, T.C. We always have and we always will.
T.C.: You know, I could barely feel that, Eve.
Eve: Well, you're just going to have to give yourself time to heal.
T.C.: Hey, school starts in a couple of months, and I need to be 100% if I'm going to coach.
Eve: Well, it's not going to be easy, but I think if you apply yourself, you could probably have a full recovery just in record time. I'll even help you with the rehab if you want.
T.C.: That would be nice.
Eve: [Chuckles] Well, let's see if you think so after I start cracking the whip.
T.C.: I want to thank you, Eve. Thank you for being so kind to me even though I don't deserve it.
Eve: Of course you do. We're still family -- me, you, and the girls.
Whitney: Ok, I'm still having a hard time believing that you're just not going to tell Ethan that he's Little Ethan's real father. I mean, of all the things that you've said and done to try to get Ethan back, this could actually work.
Theresa: How could it work? I mean, you heard what he told his friend -- to stay married to his wife and then sue the mother of his child for custody. If I told Ethan that little Ethan is his son, that's what he would do to me, Whitney. He wouldn't leave Gwen to be with me. He would sue me for custody of my son, and I'm not going to lose my son to Gwen again.
Whitney: No, you don't know that, Theresa.
Theresa: I'm not going to risk losing my son to find out, Whitney.
Whitney: But you'll deny little Ethan his father. How many times did you tell me how wrong I was to deny Miles his mother, huh?
Theresa: I can't. I love my son too much to let Gwen have a hand in raising him.
Gwen: Let's get back to the hotel and make reservations to go home. Honey, I can't wait to be with our beautiful daughter.
Ethan: Then why, why are you so suspicious of Theresa wanting to get home to little Ethan?
Gwen: Because I am always suspicious of Theresa.
Gwen: Let's go.
Whitney: Ethan needs to know that he has a son.
Theresa: Don't do this. Don't tell Ethan that little Ethan is his son, Whitney, please. I've lost way too many people already. I lost my brother, Antonio, I've lost Ethan, I've lost Jane. Do not cost me my son as well. Look, little Ethan, he's the reason that I've been killing myself to run Crane Industries. I didn't want the stress or the responsibility, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes in order to make sure that my son has the best future possible. If you tell Ethan that little Ethan is his son, he will be cheated out of his future just like when Rebecca cheated Ethan out of his.
Ethan: Whitney, what is it?
Whitney: Nothing. I wish you guys a safe trip back to Harmony. You know, maybe Jane and Miles can get together, have a play date.
Gwen: Ok, let's go. Bye.
Ethan: See you.
Theresa: Thanks for keeping my secret. One day Ethan will thank you, too.
Fancy: I don't love Luis.
Esme: Well, I know you don't want to declare your love for your aunt's soul mate while he's out looking for their son, so your secret is safe with me.
Fancy: You're giving me a headache.
Esme: Oh, maybe it is the stress of your secret love affair with Luis, which brings me to Noah.
Fancy: I can't believe you remembered his name. What about him?
Esme: Since you don't want him anymore, can I just have him?
Luis: Look, Noah, it is obvious that you love Fancy, so why don't you just go to her and tell her? And maybe now that she knows what Alistair is capable of, she will believe the whole story about how he made Maya and Lena come between the two of you.
Noah: Yeah, I suppose there's no harm in trying to get through to Fancy again.
Luis: Yes. Trust me when I say that women love a man who is persistent. If I could just find Marty and bring him back to Sheridan.
Chris: I just spoke to Julian. He says he already has Crane security out looking for Fancy, Marty, and Luis, and as soon as he knows anything, he'll let us know.
Sheridan: Good. Well, I hope we hear something soon. I don't know how much longer I can go on not knowing if they're alive or dead.
Chris: Look, babe, I know it's hard, but you really have to try and stay calm for the sake of our baby. James' little brother or sister is counting on you.
Sheridan: Thank you. I'm trying to keep it together, but not knowing what's become of my loved ones is killing me.
Chris: You'll be fine.
Eve: You know, I keep meaning to update you on the girls. You know, Julian and I haven't been able to reach them to tell them about your accident, so Julian has called Crane security in Rome, and he's asked them to conduct a citywide search and try and find Whitney and Simone. And he has a Crane jet on standby at the airport so he can whisk them right home the moment that they're found.
T.C.: Julian's a handy guy to have around, huh?
Eve: Yes. Oh, I can't tell you how wonderful he's been throughout this whole ordeal.
T.C.: Yeah, you can always depend on old Julian.
Julian: Well, T.C., I see you're fully alert again.
T.C.: Yeah, um, Eve was just bringing me up to date about the girls, and thank you for having them tracked down.
Julian: Well, I must say it's my pleasure. And I know how anxious you are to have them here, I just hope they're found soon. Eve, what do you say we go get a bite to eat now? I'm sure T.C. won't mind if I steal you away.
Eve: Will you be ok, T.C.?
T.C.: Um, yeah, go ahead.
Eve: Ok, we won't be long.
Eve: Oh, my God, T.C.!
T.C.: Oh, my God! Ah!
Eve: God, T.C. oh, my God.
T.C.: Oh, the headache.
Julian: I'll get your doctor.
Eve: Relax. Try and relax so I can see what's what.
Eve: Let me see.
Whitney: Look, I don't know. I still don't know if I did the right thing covering for you with Ethan and Gwen just now.
Theresa: No, you did right by my son. And he's what matters most.
Whitney: Yeah, but that's what I don't get. I mean, you used to lecture me about being a mother to Miles so that he could have both of his parents, and yet here you are denying little Ethan both of his.
Theresa: Every situation is unique.
Whitney: Oh, so it's do as I say, not as I do.
Theresa: Why are you picking on me?
Whitney: I'm just trying to understand why you don't take your own advice is all.
Theresa: I want to take my own advice, Whitney. I would love to run to Ethan and tell him that little Ethan is his son so we can be a family with our daughter, but you know that's not going to happen. You heard what he told his friend. He said that he should stay married to his wife and sue the mother of his child for custody. That's what he would do to me.
Whitney: No, you don't know that. Ethan's not a bad person, Theresa --
Theresa: But Gwen is. She will do whatever she can to hurt me. First she took Ethan from me, and then she forces Ethan to take my daughter from me. I will not let her push Ethan into taking my son from me as well.
Ethan: You know what? What was it that Theresa didn't tell us, Gwen?
Gwen: Oh, my God, are you seriously asking me this right now?
Ethan: Look, I'm sorry. I'm just -- I'm wondering about it, you know?
Gwen: Ethan, I can't go on like this. I mean, Theresa's not even here and she's coming between us.
Ethan: I'm sorry. Honey, I'm sorry.
Gwen: Ethan, I don't want another lame apology. I just really want this to stop.
Ethan: Honey, look, don't be angry, please. I said I was sorry. It's just that Theresa was about to tell me something, and she just clamed up. Don't tell me you didn't notice it.
Gwen: Well, Ethan, not everyone is as infatuated with Theresa as you are. Actually, no one is.
Ethan: Look, if you would just not get angry for a couple of seconds, maybe we can figure this out together.
Gwen: Why do you even care?
Ethan: Because if she changes her mind, Gwen, and she drops a bomb on us, we're not going to be blindsided. We can react as a couple, maybe present a unified front.
Gwen: Yeah, maybe.
Ethan: I think that she completely changed her tune because of my talk with Gary.
Gwen: She was actually surprised that you advised him to stay with his wife and sue for joint custody of the child that he had with that other woman.
Ethan: Right, and I wonder why.
Gwen: Why? Honey, ever since Theresa gave birth to Jane, she's been pestering you to leave me to be with her and the baby.
Ethan: This is true, but what did she not tell me that she already didn't?
Gwen: I don't know, and I don't care. That girl has been nothing but a huge pain in the butt for years.
Ethan: If we find out what it was she was going to tell me and why she was going to tell me, then we won't be hanging out waiting for the other shoe to drop, Gwen.
Gwen: It would be easier to predict an earthquake than to try and read Theresa, and I cannot tell you how sick to death I am of talking about that bitch. Can you please just stop? Now, if she had some life-altering, earth-shattering news to tell you, believe me, she would have told you because she never misses an opportunity to try and make me look bad in front of you. Why she scrubbed tonight's latest attack is completely beyond me.
Ethan: You know, Whitney knew what it was and she wouldn't tell me. She said that would be better if Theresa told me herself.
Gwen: It is just all Theresa, all the time.
Ethan: Obviously there was something Theresa was going to tell me, and I want to know what it was.
Theresa: I just don't know what I would do if Gwen forced Ethan to take my son from me again for good.
Whitney: Let's just not even go there, ok?
Theresa: She cost me my daughter and Ethan, Whitney, because I can't find the proof that she and her mother outed Ethan as a Bennett to the tabloid. Little Ethan, he's all I've got left, and I'm not going to lose him. I'm not going to let Gwen's lies cheat me out of anything or anyone ever again. And if that sounds selfish, then I'm sorry, but this is what I'm going to do. I have lost my last battle to Gwen.
Fancy: Esme, honestly, are you insane?
Esme: Four out of five of my psychiatrists say no. But what does that have to do with you giving me Noah?
Fancy: For starters, Noah isn't mine to give. And secondly, I don't think you're right for each other.
Esme: Not right? Not right? Noah and I are meant for each other, serendipity, the stuff of which hit Broadway musicals are made. You have to give one of them up. And since you claim that you are over Noah, I'll take him... straight to bed for at least a week. Maybe two, if he still eats carbs.
Fancy: Ok, Esme, tell the other voices in there to be quiet just long enough so I can say this one more time. Noah isn't mine to give you, and Luis loves my aunt Sheridan.
Esme: Oh, if you won't give me Noah, I'll just take him.
Fancy: No, Esme. He'll only hurt you.
Esme: Oh I don't mind the occasional lie.
Esme: Oh, is this about his old girlfriend? What's her name, Aztec?
Fancy: Men who lie about women will lie about anything.
Esme: I don't mind if Noah lies a little bit. I lie all the time. I love your outfit, by the way.
Fancy: Yeah, but -- if you can stand being lied to, fine, but I can't. Men have lied to me more times than I care to remember, and I won't be hurt like that again.
Esme: Well, I'm sure Luis is an honorable man.
Fancy: Forget Luis. I don't love him, and he doesn't love me.
Esme: One out of two.
Fancy: I'm swearing off men altogether.
Esme: Oh, did watching those lesbians fight off your grandfather's goons ignite some feelings you didn't know you had?
Fancy: I'm just a bad judge of character when it comes to men. There was the prince and that sheik, an assortment of Euro trash, even my grandfather. I trusted him and he ended up trying to kill me. Yeah, you know, I am done trusting men forever.
Esme: Well, you know, maybe it's best if you don't pursue Luis.
Fancy: I wasn't planning to.
Esme: Well, you know, going after a man who's in love with your aunt is -- you're bound to get your heart broken for sure.
Noah: Luis, I'm sure things are going to turn out for the best.
Luis: I just thought the police would have called with some information about Marty by now.
Noah: Man, you got to give them a little time, though. Alistair's not your average fugitive.
Luis: Yeah, but the problem is if I don't get Marty back, I'm never going to get Sheridan back.
Noah: Look, at least you have a way to get her back, right? I mean, I'm out of options with Fancy. She says she can never trust me again after seeing me in bed with Maya. I mean, it's not like we actually had sex or anything, but she doesn't believe me. And now that Maya and Lena are dead, I just have no one to back up my story.
Luis: It's rough. I'm telling you, Alistair has ruined more lives than I care to count. The man just doesn't know when to stop.
Noah: God, I wish I had been there with you and Fancy, you know, chasing him down through the ruins. I would have gladly killed him.
Luis: Yeah, you would have had to take a number.
Eve: So what do you think caused T.C.'s headache?
Dr. Richards: I don't know, but I don't see any obvious catalysts. Still, I'll order an increase in T.C.'s pain medication. Hopefully that will prevent another headache.
T.C.: Thanks, doc.
Dr. Richards: Get some rest. It's the best thing for you.
Julian: Well, I had best leave you two alone.
Eve: No, honey, I'm going with you. T.C., you need to rest, and I'm just a distraction. But I'm going to check in on you later, ok?
T.C.: There goes Eve and Julian. Damn him for loving my wi -- for loving Eve. Ah!
Sheridan: Keeping me from Marty, trying to kill Luis and one of his own granddaughters. No, my father is the lowest of the low. I swear, if I ever see him again, I will kill the old man myself and anyone who's ever helped him.
Sheridan: Father and his minions should burn in hell.
Chris: Please don't get worked up about Alistair again. It's not good for you or the baby.
Sheridan: You're right. I need to stay calm for the baby's sake.
Sheridan: Can I go home now?
Woman: Actually, we're taking you up to your room. Dr. Russell wants to keep you overnight as a precaution.
Chris: I think that's a very good idea.
Man: Ready to roll, Mrs. Boothe?
Sheridan: Oh, yeah. Be careful, though, there's a baby onboard.
Chris: Sheridan can never know the truth. That will kill us both.
Man: Your waiter will be with you shortly, Mr. Crane.
Julian: Thank you, Joe. Could you make sure that we get a bottle of Cristal right away?
Joe: It would be my pleasure.
Julian: Thank you.
Eve: I love you for wanting to celebrate our official engagement, but T.C.'s accident does make it...
Julian: What, kind of kill the mood?
Eve: I can't help but worry about him. I mean, the physical recovery is going to be hard enough, but he is so depressed. I don't know what it's going to take for him to be his old self again.
Julian: Well, I understand your concern, and ordering champagne is just my way of perhaps letting you focus on the positive side for a moment.
Eve: Everything good that comes from my life starts with you. I've noticed how gracious you've been letting me spend time with T.C. and having Crane security round up Whitney and Simone and get them home so that they could be with their father, honey, that's just too generous.
Julian: Well, it's what you want, and I'm only too happy to make it happen.
Julian: What do you say we have a little dance? Please?
Gwen: Honey, what did you expect? Whitney is Theresa's best friend, she's certainly not going to tell you anything if Theresa doesn't want her to.
Ethan: Whitney would have told me if it was important, which means whatever Theresa planned to tell me was important.
Gwen: Oh, Ethan, please, Homeland Security spends less time analyzing intelligence reports than you do trying to figure out what Theresa did or didn't say. You are so convinced that she didn't tell you whatever it was because something suddenly stopped her. Nothing ever stops her, honey. If she wanted to tell you, she would have told you. She decided on her own not to tell you. Now, can we please, please talk about anything but Theresa, her problems, J.T. Cornell, my alleged cover-up in your de-Craning, and last but not least, this big huge lie that you're living with me and Jane.
Ethan: Ok. All right. No more talk. No more talk. In fact, I want to pick up where we left off.
Gwen: What I want you to do is to make reservations for us to go home.
Ethan: Can I do it after we, uh--
Gwen: No, I want you to do it now.
Ethan: Hi, this is Ethan Winthrop. I would like to make two reservations on your next flight from Rome to Harmony.
Gwen's voice: The sooner we get out of Rome and away from Theresa, the better.
Theresa: You kept telling me that I only listened to the part of the nun's prophecy that I wanted to hear.
Whitney: The part about being bonded to Ethan.
Theresa: And that it would cause me great pain. That part just kind of blocked out. I don't know why I do that. Why don't I ever listen?
Whitney: You know, I just think that if you hold on to a dream for too long or believe in fate more than you believe in God, you're just setting yourself up for hurt and disappointment.
Theresa: Well, you're right. I just wish I would have listened to everything that the nun had to say. I might have saved myself from the biggest letdown yet, that having Ethan's son would actually keep me from having Ethan.
Theresa: It's like this e-mail that I got on the way to Rome from Harmony.
Whitney: What about it?
Theresa: It said that I would gain Ethan in Rome but that I would lose my love, and that's what happened.
Theresa: I wonder if the rest of it's going to come true.
Whitney: Well, what did it say?
Theresa: It said somebody from Harmony would die in Rome.
T.C.: Damn Julian and his money. Using Crane security to search for the girls to impress Eve. Maybe it won't matter. Maybe his money's not enough to make Eve happy. Doctor said that Eve loves me. We might have a chance, Eve and I.
Eve: You are the most wonderful man on earth.
Julian: Am I now?
Eve: [Laughs] Having Crane security round up the girls and get them back so that they could be with their father, and then just being my rock throughout this whole ordeal. I love you so much.
Julian: I love you so much, too. And I know how much you and T.C. love your daughters, and I think having Simone and Whitney back will help T.C.'s recovery.
Eve: God, I hope so.
Singer: No good unless he loves you
Julian: What is it?
Eve: Oh, this song, it's -- it was mine and T.C.'s. He used to try and sing it to me. Of course, he was always off key, but I did love him so for trying. Poor T.C.
Singer: Taller than the tallest tree is that's how it's got to feel
Chris: I'm doing the right thing. I have to protect Sheridan at all costs.
Chris: All settled?
Woman: Your wife's hardly settled. You need to relax. Stressing over things that you can't control isn't good for you or your baby.
Sheridan: Is my baby still in danger?
Woman: Not at the moment. And as long as you don't get worked up, it shouldn't be a problem.
Sheridan: I will try to do better.
Woman: Please see that she does.
Chris: You heard the nurse. You've got to relax.
Sheridan: How can I relax when I don't know if Luis, Marty, and Fancy are alive or dead?
Chris: Look, I realize it's hard, but you've got to try, ok?
Sheridan: I can't. I don't know what's happened to Marty. Were Luis and Fancy able to rescue him or not?
Noah: Still no word? Sorry. I know waiting is always a killer.
Luis: So, you know how I could kill Alistair with my bare hands right now.
Noah: Luis, hey, look, why don't you try to think about all the things that you've accomplished since you got to Rome. I mean, you stopped Alistair from taking over the world, right? You saved Fancy's life, what, twice, three times now? I'm sure that rates a bronze star in about anybody's book.
Luis: Yeah, but the point is I came to Rome to find Marty and bring him back to Sheridan, and so far I'm 0-2.
Noah: Luis, come on, if anyone can hit a home run in the bottom of the ninth, it's you, man. I mean, really, I'm sure you're going to be able to get Marty back to Harmony.
Luis: I pray to God you're right. I tell you, I love Sheridan more than anything.
Noah: Even though she's married to another man and expecting his child?
Luis: I'm not giving up on Sheridan, ok? And you shouldn't give up on Fancy. You know what, you should go to her and tell her you did what you did for her. Go on, Noah, go make things right.
Noah: Yeah, if it's not too late already.
Esme: Oh, no, look, Fancy. Noah and I want you to be happy. I mean, after all, you're the reason we met.
Fancy: Ok, did you forget to take a pill, Esme, because there is no you and Noah.
Esme: Now, as for you and Luis --
Fancy: There is no me and Luis, either.
Esme: Be careful about falling in love with a man who's in love with another woman. I mean, I did that with Lord Sarnie and his mother.
Esme: Yeah, it was a veritable Greek tragedy with English accents. So quit Luis before you and Aunt Sheridan end up battling it out in a steel cage on pay-per-view.
Fancy: For the last time, I am not in love with Luis.
Esme: Oh, but you are, Fancy. I can see it on your face. You are falling in love with Luis!
Ethan: Ok, we're on the next flight out to Harmony.
Gwen: Oh, good. I can't wait to go home.
Ethan: Me, either. I'm going to brush my teeth.
Gwen: Ok. Oh. Oh, Theresa, what have you found out? God, I hope whatever clamed you up tonight keeps you quiet at home. I guess I still need to be careful because there is no predicting what you might do.
Whitney: So wait a minute, you got an e-mail that said someone from Harmony is going to die here in Rome?
Theresa: What if it's Ethan?
Whitney: Honey, it's not Ethan, and first of all Maya Chinn, ok, she was from Harmony. She fell off the roof of the hotel and, you know.
Theresa: I know, but maybe she didn't count because she was away and Alistair's the one who brought her back to Harmony. But Ethan, he's been living in Harmony all along.
Whitney: Ok, you're not listening to the parts you need to again.
Theresa: But what if it's Ethan? What if he's the one whose supposed to die in Rome?
On the Next Passions:
Fancy: I am falling in love with you.
Theresa: Ethan and I are never going to be together.
Alistair: You'll do exactly what you agreed to do.
Noah: Oh, my God.
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