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Passions Transcript Wednesday 8/16/06--Canada; Thursday 8/17/06--USA

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Luis: What the --

Fancy:  Luis, I'm sorry, I didn't realize anybody was in here.

Luis: Well how do you not see me in here? What are you, blind?

Fancy: Oh, trust me, I can see everything just fine.

Luis: Hey.

Fancy: Hey what? You're the one with double vision.

Luis: All right. Now go on, get out.

Fancy: Alright, just don't use up all the hot water.  I still have to shower.

Fancy: Wow.

Luis: Jeez.  What is it with that woman?

Fancy: Wow.

Chad: And look, I'm sorry Whitney set you off about Theresa. She just wants her best friend to be happy like us.

Jared: Maybe Whitney needs to find herself a new best friend.  I mean, Theresa doesn't really deserve her.

Chad:  I know you're down on Theresa, but you got to give the girl a chance.

Jared: No, forget it. What is it with everyone in Harmony trying to play matchmaker?

Chad: Oh, come on, man. You know us small town rubes -- we like to see people hook up so we can gossip about them hooking up.

Jared: That should make the kissing booth a gold mine for the hospital fundraiser.

Chad: Yeah. You know, it's great that you agreed to take over this whole deal last-minute.

Jared: Well, that's what I'm best at, you know? Down to the wire, you know, pressure's on and then -- wham, it's over.

Chad: Well, have you thought about what you're going to do when the fair is over?

Jared: Not really. Why?

Chad: Well, I mean, besides what went down with Theresa, seems like you like Harmony. I think maybe you should stick around and enjoy it for a while, you know?

Whitney: I got to get Theresa down here so that Jared can see that she's not all about lies and deceit. If he can see her good side, maybe Jared will change his mind about her. And I know Theresa would love another chance with him.

Ethan: Wow. I'm amazed at how much has gotten done around here.

Gwen: Well, it's all Jared's doing.

Ethan: Jared?

Gwen: Mm-hmm.

Ethan: Jared -- wait, wait. Wasn't Jared going to move out of Harmony because Theresa didn't tell him that she was Mrs. Alistair Crane?

Gwen: Well, he was, but then Whitney and I got Chad to convince him to stay and manage the fair.

Ethan: Ah-ha. But he's still leaving after that, right?

Gwen: Well, I hope not.

{Whitney: This is good. Jared's really into it. This is great! I hope he stays into for a really long time.

Whitney: Yeah, while we figure out how we're going to get Theresa and Jared back together. You know what? This is kind of fun. I actually always left the scheming and plotting up to Theresa.

Gwen: Stick with me, sister, cause I think you got some talent.}

Ethan: Gwen? Why do you hope Jared stays here in Harmony?

Gwen: Well, why do you sound like you hope he leaves? Honey, he's nice, he's, like, smart and hard-working. He could make a difference in all our lives.

Gwen's voice: Especially Theresa's.

Theresa: You're right, Mama. Ethan's such a good attorney that if he were to represent Julian in a custody battle over little Ethan, he would win joint custody for Julian.

Pilar: That's why you have to tell Ethan that little Ethan is his son before Julian takes you to court, mija.

Theresa: And like you said earlier, if there is going to be a custody battle over little Ethan, it would be better for my son if he were with his real father.

Pilar: So you'll tell him the truth?

Theresa: Yeah. Then if it comes out that little Ethan is really Ethan's biological son, then he's not going to inherit the Crane empire one day. I guess I just fix that problem later, after I tell Ethan that little Ethan is his son.

Paloma: Want a bite?

Simone: Oh, no, thanks. Rae has me spoiled with hers. I think it's the cinnamon and honey she uses.

Paloma: But this one's delicious.

Simone: Not as good as Rae's. Hey, I tell you what -- I'll have her make you a batch sometime.

Paloma: Thanks. It's no secret I love to eat.

Simone: I know that. You know, I have an idea.

Paloma: Hmm?

Simone: Why don't we have a party to celebrate your first day at cadet training.  I could have her make a cake.

Paloma: Can we just save that til I graduate? I'd rather just go out tonight, maybe dance a little?

Simone: Cool. I get done in a few minutes.

Paloma: Oh, great. And we can go to the Lobster Shack and see if Jessica can join us.

Simone: Cool.

Jessica: Help!

Sam: Ah! Bitch bit me!

Jessica: Help!

Josh: Shut up!

Josh: You're not going anywhere until we say so.

Josh: Shut up slut.

Luis: Hey.

Fancy: There had better be enough hot water left for me.

Luis: Plenty. Not so fast. I don't buy that you didn't know that I was in the shower.

Fancy: What, you think I deliberately went in there with you?

Luis: Well, you did get me down to nothing but my boxers when you conned me into playing that strip Q&A in your jail cell. Maybe you wanted to see what you missed.

Fancy: My God, your ego is huge.

Luis: Well, for good reason, don't you think?

Fancy: Oh, that is just -- you are so --

Luis: Well, whatever I am, you are a gawker.

Fancy: I was not gawking at you in the shower. I was surprised.

Luis: Oh. Yeah, like I never heard that one before.

Fancy: You conceited pig.

Luis: I'm just stating the facts, ma'am.

Fancy: Oh, all right. Well, I'll state a fact, sir.

Luis: Hmm?

Fancy: You couldn't keep your eyes off me, either.

Luis: Yeah, right.

Fancy: Oh, please. I could almost hear your mental camera click-click-clicking away.

Luis: Well, you know what? The point is, is that you need to be more careful when you are sharing a locker with everybody. Around here -- see this? We conserve water, ok? We got a crummy old water heater and the mayor refuses to buy us a new one.

Fancy: Oh. Ok, well, I'll try to save hot water, too.

Luis: Good. I guess it's a good thing that you didn't actually walk in on someone else like Sam.

Fancy: Oh, true. Yeah, you wouldn't believe what my mother said Sam did to her the other night in their shower --

Luis: All right, never mind. Yeah. Why don't you just go on, get your stuff together and go home.

Fancy: Um, I still haven't showered, remember?

Luis: Right, um. Go take a shower then.

Luis: Oh. Did I mention to watch out for that?

Fancy: No, you didn't. On purpose, I'm sure!

Luis: Oh, what, you think that I wanted a second look?

Fancy: I think you want a picture. Go on, grab a camera, take one. Take a dozen for all I care.

Luis: All right, would you just get cleaned up?

Luis: And wipe that smirk off of your face.

Luis: Wow.

Chad: Hey, look, man, I don't mean to push, but Whitney's going to ask if I don't. Have you reconsidered leaving after the fair's over?

Jared: Well, I've been a little too busy to think about it, right?

Chad: Well, I'm sure Whitney's going to hate to see you go, and, actually, after seeing you play baseball, I would, too.

Gwen: We really hope you stay, too.

Jared: That should be part of the welcome wagon.

Ethan: There's no need to press this guy. I mean, he's a grown man. He can't do anything that he doesn't want to do.

Gwen's voice: We'll just see about that.

Theresa: Crane residence.

Whitney: Hey, honey, it's me. Um, I need your help down here at the fair, ok?

Theresa: Is something wrong?

Whitney: Well -- well, yeah. We're running behind getting this whole fair set up. You know, we need all the help we can get or we're not going to be able to get it up and running on time.

Theresa: Uh, I -- I'm sorry, Whitney. I'm kind of in the middle of something. Why don't I send the entire Crane staff over to help you set up?

Whitney: No, no, no. See that right there? That is something that, you know, Mrs. Crane would do. See, this fair is to raise money for the children's hospital and you being a mother yourself, seeing you down here with the people would inspire a lot of people, don't you think?

Theresa: I -- I really can't. Look, a -- a lot's happened since I last spoke with you. I've decided to tell Ethan the truth about little Ethan.

Whitney: Well, that's great because Ethan's here, too.

Theresa: He is?

Whitney:  Mmm-hmm

Theresa: We gotta go.

Pilar:  What is it?

Theresa: Ethan. He's down at the wharf.  I can do this.  I'm going to tell Ethan right now.

Pilar: Good, mija.  Good for you and Ethan and your son.

Theresa: Right.

Pilar: Right?

Theresa: So let's get out of here before I change my mind. 

Simone: I don't see her.

Paloma: Yeah, me neither. I wonder where Jessica is. Let's ask this man.  Excuse me.  Hi.  Have you seen a girl about our height with brown hair and pretty green eyes?

Simone: Her name is Jessica. She came in to apply for a job.

Man: Yeah, I saw her. She should be around here somewhere.

Paloma: Thank you.

Simone: Thanks. Yeah, I still don't see her.

Paloma: Yeah, neither do I. Where could she be?

Jessica:  Help!  I told you I don't do that kind of thing anymore. Ow!

 Sam: What do you think -- now that you married your pimp, you're just too good to give it away?

Josh: Well guess what!

Jessica: No!

Simone: Excuse me.  We can't find our friend that we were asking you about.

Paloma: Could she be in the manager's office filling out a job application or something?

Man: Manager left early -- bad batch of oysters.

Paloma: Oh, so you haven't seen her in a while?

Man: No.

Simone: Jessica must've left when she found out that the manager wasn't here, you think?

Jessica: Please don't hurt me -- ah! Get off me.

Josh: Stop fighting it, babe. Go with the flow, enjoy it!

Jessica: No! Sam: We sure as hell are.

Jessica: No! Sam: Shut up!

Jessica: No, let go of me! Help!

Simone: Did you hear that?

Paloma: Yeah, it sounded like Jessica.

Simone: And it's coming from out back.

Paloma: Call the police. We think there's trouble out back.

Simone: Oh, my God! Jessica! Let her go!

Paloma: The police are on their way!

Josh: Ok, ok.

Sam: Ok, ok! We're just horsing around. Sorry.

Jessica: No. They were about to rape me.

Josh: You lying slut. You were begging for it.

Jessica: No, I wasn't.

Simone: We believe you, Jess. These guys are liars.

Paloma: And pigs. You'll go to jail for this.

Sam: Not if there's no victim.

Josh: Or witnesses.

Luis: Roger that. I'm on my way.

Fancy: What's going on?

Luis: There's trouble down at the Lobster Shack. I got to go check it out.

Fancy: Well, I want to come with you.

Luis: No, no way. You're just a cadet in training.

Fancy: So what? I studied the training manual from cover to cover. I can go as your backup.

Luis: No, you can't.

Fancy: Ok, I'll go as an observer.

Luis: Just go home, ok? I've got work to do, please.

Fancy: Fine, if you won't take me with you, I'll just follow you in my car.

Luis: Oh, my God. You are a real pain in the butt, you know that?

Fancy: Well, someone's wasting time.

Luis: Ok. Ok, fine. You can come with me.

Fancy: Ok, goody.

Luis: But you do what I say when I say it, you hear me?

Fancy: Yes, sir.

Jared: I hope we get this finished by the time the fair starts.

Ethan: Listen, I'm actually pretty good with tools. I can help you guys out if you want.

Chad: Yeah, Ethan here worked construction one summer.

Jared: Alright, you're hired.

Ethan: Alright.  It's hot out here, huh?

Gwen: Well it certainly is.  With the three of you in the kissing booth the line is going to go all the way to Castleton.

Ethan: Well I will kiss for the cause.

Chad: I will, too.

Jared: I'm in.

Gwen: Cha-ching.  Whit!

Whitney: Hey, girl, what's up? 

Gwen: It looks like the job of keeping Jared in town is going very well.

Whitney: Oh, I know. And Chad is so smooth, Jared doesn't suspect a thing.

Gwen: Ok, all we have to do is get Theresa down here and put her to work near Jared.

Whitney: It's already done. She's on her way.

Gwen: Oh!

Whitney: It is kind of funny, though, huh? You and I bonding over Theresa.

Gwen: Who knew?

Theresa: What's going on? What are you shaking hands with Gwen for?

Theresa: Whitney, what are you up to with Gwen?

Whitney: Oh, I'm -- I was just showing Gwen my engagement ring.

Theresa: Your engagement ring?

Whitney: Yeah. Chad formally asked me to marry him and I said yes.

Theresa: Oh, my gosh. Congratulations!

Whitney: Thanks.

Theresa: Oh, my gosh. I'm so happy for you.

Gwen: We all are. Especially after everything you and Chad have been through.

Whitney: Yeah. I can't wait to be his wife. Anyway, back to business. We have to get this fair running so it's a success this year, you know? My mother has been spending so much time, you know, taking care of Daddy after the accident and stroke. She just, you know, hasn't had the time.

Theresa: Well, you know what? You'd never know it from looking around.

Whitney: Well, that's because Gwen and I put our heads together on a way to save the fair. And I think it's a perfect idea.

Theresa: What?

Gwen: Oh, not what -- who.

Luis: We should be there any minute now.

Fancy: Where's Minnie the Cow?

Luis: I said we should be there any minute now.

Fancy: Oh. I'm sorry, I must've dozed off.

Luis: You see, that's exactly what I'm talking about. That's why I wanted you to go home, because you're totally exhausted from all the training today.

Fancy: I'll get used to it.

Luis: Yeah, we'll see. Not everyone's cut out to be a cop, you know. Long hours, endless stream of paperwork. And the money is pocket change compared to what you already have. Maybe you ought to quit while you're ahead. Aren't you good at, like, designing clothes or something? Why don't you go back to that?

Fancy: Because I don't want to.

Luis: Why not?

Fancy: Look, Luis, despite you picking on me, I actually enjoyed my first day of training. 

Luis: Yeah. When you fell off that rope in a heap, you looked like you were having the time of your life. 

Fancy:  Alright, I didn't like the rope drill, but I didn't like it boarding school either.  It's a physiological fact.  Most women don't have as much upper body strength as men do.  But I still managed to carry that log across the gym, ran however many miles we ran, did push-ups, and all the other stuff you asked me to do. 

Luis: Yeah, barely.  Alright, I admit it, you did it. 

Fancy: May I have that in writing?

Luis: No. Don't -- you know, don't start getting all cocky on me. You know what happens? Cops get cocky, they get complacent, then who knows what. You could get stabbed or, maybe even get shot.

Fancy: All right, all right. Don't worry. I am confident, but I'm not cocky.

Luis: All right.

Fancy: That's your department.

Luis: Oh-ho-ho-ho. Want to talk about my oversized ego now, are we?

Fancy: Just stating the facts, sir.

Luis: All right, funny pants. You just listen to what I say when we get to the Lobster Shack, ok?

Fancy: I'll do whatever you say, Luis. I know it could save my life...again.

Josh: Damn bitches.

Sam: Nobody does this to us. Especially a whore and her do-good girlfriends.

Josh: Get lost, you two, or watch. But we're having Jessica.

Sam: Then we're killing all three of you.

Simone: Jessica: Help, someone!

Josh: Get off me!

Jessica: Oh!

Sam: Cops, come on! We got to get out of here!

Josh: Get her off of me.

Luis: What's the rush, huh?

Theresa: You got Jared to help out with the fair.

Gwen: Yeah, actually, Chad did.

Whitney: Yeah. Jared agreed to manage the whole kit and caboodle.

Gwen: And he really turned things around in record time.

Whitney: Yeah. Thanks to Jared, this whole fair might actually make some money.

Theresa: That's wonderful.

Whitney: Yeah.

Theresa: You know, your -- your mom once said that treating children is the most rewarding part of being a doctor.

Whitney: Um, why don't you go over there and tell Jared, you know, what a great job he's doing?

Theresa: Oh, I don't think so. I think he's still angry with me for not being up front about being Mrs. Alistair Crane.

Gwen: You know what? Why don't you and Theresa walk around, and I will finish setting up the cash register.

Whitney: Ok. Thanks, Gwen.

Gwen: Ok.

Theresa: So, what would you like me to do to, you know, help out?

Whitney: Well, you know, I don't know. Um, why don't we ask Jared?

Theresa: No.

Whitney: Well, he's in charge.

Theresa: Ok.

Chad: Hey, Theresa.

Theresa: Chad.

Chad: How are you doing?

Whitney: Hey.

Theresa: Great. Not as good as you. Congratulations.

Chad: Thank you.

Theresa: Oh, my gosh, it's wonderful.

Theresa: I'm just, you know, here to help out with the fair, so --

Chad: Really? Ok, great.

Theresa: I'm going to go speak to the man in charge, ok?

Chad: All right.

Theresa: Uh, Jared? Hi. Uh, Whitney told me that you're in charge, so...

Jared: Yeah, that's right.

Theresa: I just want to know if there's anything that I could do?

Jared: Yeah, sure. You can go back to your big mansion on the hill and stay there. Tom, you guys need some help over there?

Theresa: Well, that went well. So much for getting on his good side, right? I guess he's never going to forgive me for not being honest from the beginning.

Whitney: Look, you know, don't give up. I mean, Jared, he's -- he's a proud guy. And yeah, he's still a little upset, but give him some time. He'll come around.

Theresa: I wonder. Ethan.

Ethan: Yeah?

Theresa: Um -- I thought maybe you were avoiding me.

Ethan: No, no, I'm just busy.

Theresa: Um, can I speak to you in private?

Ethan: Theresa --

Theresa: Please.

Ethan: I suppose. Yeah. Excuse us.

Chad: Well, getting Jared and Theresa back together just hit a snag. Every time she turns around, Ethan's there.

Whitney: I can see why Theresa's having such a hard time moving on. But if Jared doesn't start warming up to her soon, I'm just afraid Theresa's going to go back to focusing on Ethan all over again.

Chad: Yeah, what difference would that make? Nothing's worked. She's tried everything to win Ethan away from Gwen.

Whitney's voice: Not quite, Chad. Not the truth that Ethan is little Ethan's father.

Theresa: It's, you know, nice to see you happy again. Working. Back in the swing of things.

Ethan: Is that it? Is that really what you wanted to tell me?

Theresa: Um -- seeing you is -- you know, is inspiring me to do more for worthy causes here in Harmony, so --

Ethan: Well, that's -- Theresa, that's great, and --

Theresa: Thank you.

Ethan: You know, when Gwen and I leave town, you'll be able to pick up our slack.

Theresa: Leave town? Um, you and Gwen -- you just got new jobs, Ethan, at the same firm and Jane is going to day care in the building where we all work.  I'd think you'd just be over the moon about how well things are working out for you.

Ethan: Yes, I am, and Gwen is, too. But as soon as we've saved enough money, Theresa, we are leaving Harmony.

Theresa: Why?

Ethan: Theresa, you know why.  You know why the three of us can't live in the same town together given the past that we have.  The good, the bad, and the really, really ugly, Theresa.

Theresa: Ethan --

Ethan: Theresa, the only chance that any of us have to find happiness is to go our separate ways.

Theresa: And where will you go?

Ethan: I don't know.  I don't know yet, but it has to be far enough away where we don't all end up bumping into each other all the time.

Theresa: What about Jane?

Ethan: She will come with Gwen and me. And we'll work out when you can see her at a later time.

Theresa's voice: If I tell Ethan the truth, I'll lose my daughter and my son, forever.

Ethan: Theresa, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?

Theresa: You and Gwen are planning on leaving Harmony with Jane?

Ethan: Yeah. Not right away, but we hope to do it by the end of the year.

Theresa: That's big news, Ethan.

Ethan: You do agree it's for the best, don't you?

Theresa: I need to go.

Ethan: Wait a minute. Hold -- wait a minute. Hey, what is it you want to tell me?

Theresa: Just that, um, I'm sure that Whitney and her mother really appreciate you helping out here.

Ethan: All right, that's the second time she had something to tell me and decided not to. What is it?

Pilar: Theresa? Mija, did you tell him?

Theresa: I can't tell him.

Pilar: Why not?

Theresa: Because he's planning on leaving Harmony with Gwen.

Pilar: They are?

Theresa: They're  going to take the money that they're saving from their new jobs, and they're going to start over somewhere else, far enough away where our paths won't cross. And they want to take Jane. I'm not going to lose both my children, Mama. I'm not.

Pilar: All right. Look, maybe -- maybe Ethan won't leave Harmony if he knows the truth, huh?

Theresa: Maybe. Or maybe he'll be so angry with me that he'll leave Harmony the minute he wins custody of my son.  I'm not going to take that chance. I don't have Jane. I'm not going to risk losing little Ethan, Mama. I'm not going to do it.

Pilar: Mira, Theresa, you're jumping to the worst possible conclusion, ok? It's not as if you were lying to Ethan all this time. You just found out recently that Julian wasn't little Ethan's father.  I feel like maybe this news will be a turning point for Ethan. And he'll leave Gwen and come back to you, to --

Theresa: He's not going to -- Mama, he's never going to leave Gwen. And ok, let's just say by -- by some small chance that he decides to leave Gwen. And we're back right where we started -- where my son doesn't inherit the Crane empire. And I feel that he deserves to have what father was robbed of.

Pilar: What about little Ethan being robbed of his real father and Ethan being robbed of his real son?

Theresa: Maybe after he's all grown up, and he's in charge of the Crane empire, I'll tell him the truth. But right now, where things are, Mama, Ethan would only help Julian sue for partial custody of little Ethan. If Ethan knew that little Ethan was really his son, he might sue for full custody. And if he won, and Gwen insisted on them leaving Harmony, I would lose both of my children. And I couldn't bear that. So I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to tell Ethan the truth that little Ethan is his son.

Pilar: Oh. I'm sorry, mija. I'm sorry you're in this horrible predicament. I'm going to pray that your situation improves real soon. I just don't want you to end up like me. You know, alone most of your life. That's no way to live, hoping for a man to come back to you who never does. Please don't make my mistakes. Find a way to find love again. Find a way for little Ethan to have a father to love.

Luis: Is everybody all right?

Jessica: Yeah, we're fine. Simone and Paloma saved my life. I owe you guys big time.

Paloma: You would have done the same for us.

Simone: Yeah. Thank goodness we had practice defending ourselves in Rome.

Jessica: Yeah, well, Simone, we need to take care of that cut.

Paloma: Luis, llama la ambulancia.

Simone: No, it's not that deep. I just really need to clean it out.

Jessica: Ok, come inside and I'll help you.

Simone: Ok.

Luis: What the hell were you guys thinking going after these two punks? One with a knife, no less.

Paloma: We had no choice, ok? They would have raped Jessica if we hadn't stopped them.

Luis: Well, you're lucky that you weren't hurt.

Paloma: No, no, it wasn't luck. We saw that the guys were drunk, so we knew we could outmaneuver them.

Fancy: Where's the knife Simone was cut with?

Luis: Cadet, you're here to observe, remember?

Fancy: Sorry.

Luis: Where's the knife that Simone was cut with?

Paloma: I kick it out of his hand, so maybe it landed in the dumpster.

Luis: Dumpster, huh? All right. Well, we got to find the evidence.

Paloma: Luis, can I go watch them be booked?

Luis: Uh, you know, I --

Fancy: I -- I think Paloma deserves to see her first two collars go through the process.

Luis: [Chuckles] Well, Fancy's right, for once. Quinlan, take Cadet Lopez-Fitzgerald down to the station with you. Show her the ropes.

Paloma: Thank you, sir.

Luis: You're welcome.

Fancy: Oh, I think you should be proud of her, Luis. It seems like Paloma's a natural at this.

Luis: I am very proud of her, but don't you let her know that, ok? And don't you go thinking that you can do what she did tonight.

Fancy: Don't worry, I won't.

Luis: Good. Because cops aren't always this lucky, you know.

Fancy: So what happens next?

Luis: Well, now we got to get statements from them, and we've got to find that knife.

Fancy: Which one of us has to find the knife?

Luis: Hmm. Well, you're not officially a cop, so you can't take statements.

Fancy: Well, I can't go in that icky, stinky dumpster either.

Luis: Why not?

Fancy: I don't do icky stinky.

Luis: Well, Fancy Crane might not do icky stinky, but Cadet Crane sure does if she knows what's good for her.

Fancy: Ok, ok. Is what I get for asking to come along?

Luis: Well, consider it hands-on training.

Fancy: It's what I'll be putting my hands on that bothers me.

Luis: All right.

Fancy: Ugh.

Luis: Wear these. Standard procedure for collecting evidence.

Fancy: Well, don't I get a Hazmat suit or something?

Luis: For this cakewalk?

Fancy: What about a clothespin for my nose?

Luis: No.

Fancy: All right, fine. Well, at least give me a boost so I can get started.

Luis: Gladly.

Fancy: Oh.

Fancy: Ah!

Luis: That should put an end to Fancy wanting to be a cop. Hey, you get a gold star if you find Jimmy Hoffa in there.

Fancy: Oh, that is so not funny.

Luis: What is taking you so long?

Fancy: So long? I am knee-deep in lobster shells and rancid cole slaw!

Luis: God, would you hurry up? We don't have all night.

Fancy: Hurry up. We don't have all night.

Luis: You want me to have your mail forwarded?

Fancy: Very funny. No, I am not stopping until I find that knife.

Luis: The girl's got spunk, I'll give her that.

Fancy: Whoo! I found it. I found the knife.

Luis: Well, I'll be damned.

Fancy: Ok, get me out of here. There's something in the garbage moving around. Hurry up!

Luis: All right.

Fancy: Hurry up. It's heading straight for me.

Luis: Would you just be careful you don't slip.

Fancy: Oh, it grabbed my shoe! It grabbed my shoe!

Luis: God.

Fancy: Oh, thanks for breaking my fall.

Luis: Get off me. I can't breathe.

Fancy: I'm not that heavy.

Luis: It's not your weight; you stink. Get off me before I hurl. Oh.

Fancy: It's not bad for a first-timer, huh? And I've only touched the knife's blade, so I didn't compromise any fingerprints. And now we have the proof to go with eyewitness statements.

Luis: That's great.

Fancy: Yeah.

Luis: Your -- your efforts have gone a long way towards making sure that those guys go to jail.

Fancy: Huh.

Luis: I'm proud of you, Fancy. Real proud.

Fancy: Thank you, Luis.

Luis: Yeah, the truth is, I know I've been pushing you real hard, and -- I would totally understand if you want to quit.

Fancy: Quit? Are you kidding? I am loving this.

Whitney: Jared, can I talk to you one last time about Theresa, please?

Jared: Nope.

Whitney: Look, I know she messed up not telling you who she was from the very beginning, but, she is just sensitive about being a Crane, ok?

Jared: Well then why did she marry the guy?

Whitney: Well, because Theresa thought Alistair was going to help her get Ethan, that's why. But he only said what he said so that he could, you know, get his hooks in to her.

Chad: Alistair was really rough to Theresa in private. I mean really rough.

Jared: Oh.

Whitney: And did you know that ever since Theresa's been running Crane Industries, she's wants that company to be a force for good and not just for greed. Hey, look, I'm only telling you these things so that can see that there is another side to Theresa. Come on, maybe you can give her another chance here.

Chad: Look, we're sorry, man. We don't mean to come on so strong. It's just -- but we know it's up to you to decide who you want to be with.

Whitney: And we are hoping it's going to be Theresa.

Ethan: What are you looking at?

Gwen: Nothing in particular.

Ethan: You're not still trying to push Jared and Theresa together, are you?

Gwen: No, of course not! Look, what Theresa does with her life is none of my business anymore.

Pilar: Ay, mija. -- Theresa, how my heart breaks for you.  I thought telling Ethan the truth would be enough for him to leave Gwen for you.  I don't know, I just didn't foresee all the complications you have.

Theresa: Oh, Mama.  I just have to believe that in the end that everything's going to work out, that I'm going to be happy and in love again one day.  But if Ethan and Gwen decide to leave Harmony, it'll be enough for me to be a good mother to my son.  Maybe someone will come along.

Pilar: Yeah. Like Jared did.

Theresa: I messed things up with him, Mama. I didn't think he'd be so angry with me for not telling him up front that I'm Mrs. Alistair Crane.  Why couldn't he see that I just wanted to be sure that he liked being with me for me and not for any other reason.

Pilar: Maybe in time he will.  Guess what, if he doesn't, then he wasn't really right for you.

Theresa: Well, I do hope he comes around cause I could see myself being happy with him. 

Jared: I can't give Theresa another chance.

Whitney: Why not, Jared?

Jared: Because I can't trust her.  So as soon as the fair's finished, I'm finished with Harmony.  I'm not going to live in a place where every time I turn around, Theresa's there.

Theresa: Jared, we need to talk.

On the Next Passions:

Whitney: Step right up and throw a pie at the pretty lady.

Gwen: With pleasure.

Chad: Stop telling her that you love her.

Spike: So much to steal and so much time to do it in.

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