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Passions Transcript Friday 10/6/06--Canada; Monday 10/9/06--USA
 
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Fox: Jerk.

Miguel: Loser.

Fox: Oh, well, that's fresh coming from a louse who left Kay with a baby just so he could chase after some chick who didn't want him in the first place.

Miguel: Look, I was wrong, ok? I admit it. I should have stayed with Kay and not go with Charity. Last I heard, Siren was still into you.

Kay: Ok, would the two of you please just stop?

Miguel: It was a freaking accident, ok? I didn't mean to bump into Kay.

Fox: Oh, bull. I know what you were going for. You were hoping she'd fall into your lap.

Miguel: You know what?

Tabitha: I'm not surprised you're upset, Kay. You've set those two on each other like a couple of rabid dogs with one steak bone between them, and you flitting between the two of them constantly, first kissing Miguel and then kissing Fox.

Kay: But I never meant to hurt anyone.

Tabitha: Well, "never meant to" doesn't cut it, dear. You've been planning a future with Fox, and you're still not over Miguel, not by a long shot. No wonder I didn't see your wedding in my magic bowl.

Kay: You don't think that funeral it showed you was one of of theirs, do you?

Tabitha: What else can I think? I suppose the question now is, which one of them do you want to see in a coffin, Fox or Miguel, or perhaps your worse nightmare would be the two of them lying side by side in twin coffins. Which one would you pine for, Kay? Can you answer me that?

Lester: So, you got a problem with her starring in my new porno?

Luis: Me? Why would I care?

Lester: That's what I'm asking. I ain't seen neither one of you before tonight, and then she tells me you knew each other back in Boston.

Luis: You know, I was thinking about that.  Maybe I remember her from, yeah, from this dive that I used to go to, but --

Lester: Well, looked to me like you were old friends, judging from that lap dance she gave you before. Hey, you got a thing for this guy or what?

Fancy: You kidding? I told you, he's the cheapest customer I ever had.

Lester: Well, can't be too careful in my line of work, especially after I sniffed out a rat in my organization tonight.  I hope the FBI coughs up a nice pension for the widow, right, boys?

Man: Right, boss.

Lester: Man's got to do what a man's got to do.

Luis: Hey, I understand. No offense taken. Can't be too careful in what you do, right?

Lester: I'm glad we both think the same way. So you got no beef with this girl-toy starring in my movie tonight?

Theresa: Chad can't be cheating on Whitney. He loves her so much.

Whitney: You know, you're lucky. You're lucky you have your own private investigator.

Theresa: What do you mean?

Whitney: You know, sometimes I just wish I could sic one, thank you, on Chad, you know, or better yet, Valerie.

Theresa: Well, Whitney, do you mean that?

Whitney: Well, I don't know. I guess I don't. I mean, you're right, that's kind of drastic, but I do wish I had followed Valerie just now.

Theresa: Yeah, I'm sure you don't have anything to worry about, Whitney.

Whitney: Yeah, you know, that's really easy for you to say because you have two guys falling over you 24/7 of every day.

Theresa: Ok, that's not true.

Whitney: It's not?

Theresa: No.

Whitney: Jared is madly in love with you, and every time Gwen's back is turned, Ethan is falling over you all over again.

Theresa: That's over with, ok, and we're talking about you right now, not me.

Whitney: I just wish I knew something, you know, like where he is when he's not with me, when he's not here. You know, where does he go? What's he hiding from me, Theresa?

{Theresa: I want to know everything that Chad is doing. Like I told you before, Whitney is my best friend. She's engaged to be married to him, and she has a feeling that he's having an affair.

Frank: I see.

Theresa: So, I want to know Chad's every move. I want to know who he's spending time with.}

Theresa's voice: We'll know soon enough.

Frank: You're careless, Mr. Chad Harris Crane. You know, you really shouldn't be leaving motel matchbooks lying around your office, you know? Yeah, I guess this is the place.

Frank: Cheaters -- you think they'd know better, but they always come back to the same place.

 J.T.: It's J.T. Come on and take all of me, honey. Ha ha ha! Oh, I know my Becky. She cannot resist a half-naked man, any half-naked man.

Rebecca: Damn phone. It's like I can't get the off button to work.

Ethan: Don't worry about your phone. Why don't you just answer my question?

Gwen: : Honey, maybe this isn't the best time for this right now.

Ethan: Oh, no, I think this is a great time. I mean, we're all here, and I really want to know, so do you or don't you know J.T. Cornell?

Rebecca: Look, I already told you.

Ethan: Why are you so jumpy about your phone, huh? Who's on there, anyway?

Gwen: Ethan, what is the difference? Why are you badgering my mother about that tabloid editor we left in Rome? She has no connection to him.

Ethan: Gwen, why don't you just let me talk to your mother and she can answer me.  Hmm?  It's important.

Gwen: Why?

Ethan: I already told you. Because I think J.T. Cornell is the key to figuring out why Theresa left me in charge of Crane Industries in her will, and I think your mother knows exactly where he is.

J.T.: Where are you, Becky-boo? Why aren't you answering me? You never said no before -- to anything. I bet it's that uptight daughter of yours putting the kibosh on our fun. Tell her to get a life!

Gwen: Honey, would you please lighten up? It's really late.

Ethan: I asked a simple question of your mother.

Gwen: Which I am sure she will be happy to answer in the morning. For now, can we just let her be on her way?

Ethan: Hold on. Why are you protecting her? Do you know who is texting her cell phone or what?

Gwen: How could I?

Ethan: I'll tell you something. The only time I've ever seen her this nervous about anything is when she's either covering something up or lying about something. So what is it this time, Rebecca?

Gwen: Ok, look, I mean, enough is enough now. No one is more aware of my mother's unsavory proclivities than I am, but this is enough.

Rebecca: Wait a minute here. Don't you dare try to apologize for my lust for life.

Gwen: Can we please just let her go so we can get on with our own proclivities?

Ethan: I would like to do that, Gwen, but not until I have a few answers about J.T. Cornell.

Gwen: How are we back on him again? I don't get it.

Ethan: I wouldn't have thought of him either if I hadn't gotten a sneak peak at Theresa's will.

Gwen: What makes you think J.T. has anything to do with this?

Ethan: I'm not sure, all right? It's a sense that I have that everything is connected, Gwen. Come on, first Theresa tells me that J.T. Cornell is the answer to everything, right? Then she just drops him like a hot potato. The next thing I find out is that she's put it in her will that if she dies, I will be the head of Crane Industries as Little Ethan's trustee.

Gwen: Ok, this is really a stretch.

Ethan: Hey, I'll be glad to drop the whole thing once I get some answers. That is all I want from your mother, ok?

Gwen: Why are you making this about my mother?

Ethan: What are you talking about?

Gwen: Because I think that you're using my mother, because this isn't really about her. This is really about Theresa, right, the way it always is.

Ethan: No, it's not that at all.

Gwen: Right. Well, you and I both know that you've had a hell of a time getting over Theresa since she started dating Jared, right?

Ethan: Oh --

Gwen: And I think that you're hoping that my mother has done something wrong because it'll give you an excuse to leave me.

Ethan: Gwen.

Gwen: Then what is all this

Ethan: It's about the truth. It's always been about the truth.

Gwen: Ok, then the truth is, again, before Rome I never met J.T. Neither did my mother. That is the truth, so you need to drop it, ok? Because if you don't drop it, I'm going to -- I'm going to have to assume that the reason you're pushing this so hard is to give you an excuse to leave me for Theresa.

Theresa: I think we need to be logical.

Whitney: Logical. That's pretty hysterical coming from you.

Theresa: I just think that we need to think about the last few months, ok? Chad's done everything that he could to be with you. He was even willing to defy society's raised eyebrows about your relationship because he loves you so much.

Whitney: You're right. I mean, it's true. I mean, he wanted me to live with him and Miles back when he thought we were half-brother and sister.

Theresa: Yep, and now you've got everything that you've ever wanted, Whitney. You have the proof that you're not related by blood. You've got a son together. You've got your whole lives ahead of you, and you're, like, freaking out.

Whitney: Well, yeah, I'm freaking out. I mean -- It's not like I want to be suspicious of Chad or anything. You know that.

Theresa: Ok, then, don't. Just stop. Just stop, ok? I mean, the best way to destroy a relationship is by not trusting your partner.

Whitney: Ok. You're right. I will have more faith. I'll have more faith in Chad. How did it go with the detective just now?

Theresa: What?

Whitney: The one you hired to track down J.T. Cornell, did he come up with anything or --

Theresa: No, no, actually J.T. Cornell is still missing, and I couldn't be happier.

Whitney: Well, I'm sure he'll stay gone. I mean, why would he risk coming back here when he owes the government so much money?

Theresa: So did you just change the subject away from Chad on purpose, or...

Whitney: Change the subject? There's nothing else to talk about. I was wondering how Miguel was.

Theresa: Ok, now I know you're trying to change the subject.

Whitney: No, no, seriously. I wanted to know how he was doing, you know, you know what I'm saying, you know, he's been spending time with his little girl, right?

Theresa: Yep, he has. He's happy, he's happy.  You know, it's gotta be crowded over at Tabitha's, though. I mean, there's Kay, there's Fox, there's Miguel, there's the two little girls, Tabitha.

Whitney: Tabitha herself.

Theresa: So -- I wonder how they manage sometimes.

Fox: Just leave, ok? Haven't you done enough for one night?

Kay: Please stop.

Miguel: Look, like it or not, I have just as much right to be here as you do. In case you forgot, my daughter lives here.

Fox: I am so sick and tired of hearing you lay claim to the people you've abandoned.

Miguel: And who are you to judge what I do, just because your last name is Crane?

Tabitha: Listen, if you two don't cease and desist, I will throw you out into the street. Endora's here in this room. And I will not have her subjected to this mano-a-mano verbal wrestling match. There's plenty of time for her to find out what immature fools men can be.

Miguel: I'm sorry, Tabitha.

Fox: I'm sorry, too.

Tabitha: I'm surprised you didn't waken the dead with all this. Why don't you two just grow up?

Fox: I'm sorry, Endora.

Miguel: Me, too.

Kay: I'm sorry, too.

Fox: I'm going to go get cleaned up.

Miguel: Same here.

[Kay sighs]

Tabitha: What did I tell you about sending mixed signals? Men aren't that bright in the first place. If you send them conflicting messages, their wiring goes completely askew. Those two idiots could have killed each other just shooting basketballs.

Kay: You know, at least no one was seriously hurt.

Tabitha: No, but someone will be soon if you go on carrying on like this. I guarantee it.

Kay: You saw it in your magic bowl. Someone's going to die because of me. God, all I do is bring pain to the people that I love.

Luis: Why would I care if you want to make this chick a porn star? It's not like she's my sister.

Lester: Ok, then. Guess everything's copasetic here. Stand up and drop the towel, honey.

Luis: You really think she's got what it takes?

Lester: Oh, yeah. Why? You don't?

Luis: Just because a girl knows how to dance without her clothes on doesn't make her an actress.

Lester: Hey, I ain't looking for no Meryl "strip" here, you know what I mean?

Luis: Nah, I just thought you might want to have her looking good on camera.

Lester: This girl? She'd look good on a sandwich, son. Let's get set up. Come on, boys.

Fancy: Oh, my God, Luis.

Luis: Now can you see why I didn't want you to come here?

Fancy: I was just worried for you when you lost your backup. I only wanted to help.

Luis: You didn't help, did you? In fact, you messed things up royally.

Fancy: Then you don't have a plan for us to escape?

Luis: That doesn't include us getting killed? Not really.

Fancy: I'm really sorry, Luis.

Luis: Yeah, well, you're going to be a hell of a lot sorrier if I can't get us out of here before you start shooting that movie.

 Fancy: Oh, I don't think I can do it.

Luis: You're not going to do it, ok?

Fancy: Yeah, but how are we going to --

Lester: Must be lunchtime. Well, you're a chatty Cathy, aren't you? Which reminds me, no ad-libbing on camera. You stick to the script word for word.

Fancy: But I haven't even seen a script.

Lester: Well, don't worry about it. What you're going to say is "ooh, baby, ooh." You can handle that, now, can't you?

Fancy: It's just I've never done this before. I'm a dancer.

Lester: Oh, that's good, a dancer. That's funny. That's all you girls ever call yourselves, but I guess it sounds better than what you really are.

Luis: Hey.

Lester: Oh, defending the stripper's honor. Who knew my numbers guy was going to be a real gentleman? Well, you'll get over it in time. So, you want to meet your costar?

Fancy: My costar?

Lester: Gary, get out here. Meet your new best friend. Cute, ain't she?

Gary: She's a doll. Where'd Lester find you, baby? Mm.

Theresa: You know, you've asked me about practically every member of my family and you haven't even heard a word I've said.

Whitney: No, I have. I've heard you.

Theresa: Uh-uh. You're thinking about Chad and where he is right now.

Whitney: Well, can you blame me? You know what? Maybe I'll try him just one more time.

Chad's voice: Chad here. I can't pick up right now, but if you leave a message, I'll get right back to you.

Whitney: It's his voicemail again.

Theresa: Hey, it doesn't mean that he's with another woman, Whitney.

Jared: Well, if it isn't the two best-looking women in Harmony.

Theresa: Hello, hello. You know, I tried your office earlier.

Jared: Oh, yeah. Chad and I went over to Tabitha's house to help fix a gate, but all hell broke loose.

Whitney: So Chad was with you.

Theresa: What happened?

Jared: Oh, Fox fell and hit his head playing basketball, but he's all right.

Whitney: Good. So Chad must have come back here with him. I'm going to go check his office.

Jared: No, no, no. He didn't come back here with me. He said something about having somewhere to go...

Theresa: Look, just because Chad didn't come back here with Jared doesn't mean he's with another woman.

Whitney: Ok, then, Theresa, tell me, what does it mean? Where is he?

Ethan: I don't want to be with Theresa.

Gwen: I'm sorry, ok? I shouldn't have said what I did.

Ethan: I'm sorry, too. You had every right, and I'm sorry. I should be apologizing.

Gwen: Ethan, just thinking about her makes me insane. I just need to, like, take a breather for a second.

Ethan: Sure.

Gwen: You know what? Why don't you go kiss Miss Jane good night. I know she'd love to see you.

Ethan: Ok.

Gwen: Ok?

Rebecca: Thank God he's gone. I was sure I was toast.

Gwen: You are not off the hook yet. Was Ethan right? I mean, Mother, please tell me you weren't texting with J.T.

Rebecca: Well, um --

Gwen: Oh, my God. He was right, wasn't he? You tell me where he is. Where is the man that could destroy my life?

Kay: All I do is bring pain and suffering to the people around me.

Tabitha: I've seen worse.

Kay: Yeah, that doesn't make me feel any better. God, Tabitha, I want to be a good person. I want to do the right thing.

Tabitha: Watch your mouth, dear.

Kay: Well, I do. It's bad enough what I did to my mom, let alone my entire family, and now someone's going to die because of my pathetic inability to make a decision.

Tabitha: Don't project.

Kay: I'm not. You saw a funeral taking place in your magic bowl.

Tabitha: True, but I never saw whose it was, so maybe we have enough time to avert this tragedy if we can come up with some sort of strategy.

Kay: Well, how are we supposed to do that?

Tabitha: I'm thinking, I'm thinking.

Fox: What are you doing, Miguel?

Miguel: Look, I'm going to fix the stove Tabitha said overheated.

Fox: I just told her I would fix it. Like you didn't know.

Miguel: Look, I know you said you wanted to fix it, but my mother has the same stove, and I know how to fix it.

Fox: Yeah well so do I. I can fix it.

Kay: Ok. Please, you guys, just don't start this again.

Tabitha: Why can't you both fix it? Then you could get it up and running twice as fast, right?

Miguel: I forgot my 3/8 open-end wrench.

Fox: I'll get mine.

Miguel: I got it.

Kay: Tabitha, what have I done? My life is screwed up. I'm stressing out two wonderful men. This is bad for Maria, too. God. What kind of lousy mother am I?

Tabitha: Oh, you're one of the best. You're almost as doting as I am.

Kay: Thanks, but I know I'm messing things -- I know I'm messing things up. You know, it's one thing to be a drama queen when you're young and immature, but I have a daughter now. I want to set an example for her.

Tabitha: Oh, don't you worry. Maria will be fine.

Kay: Not with me around, she won't. God, the truth is everything I touch goes wrong. I ruined my parents' marriage. I ruined Miguel's relationship with Charity, and now I've hurt both of them. God, you know, I wish -- wish I'd never been born! Everyone I care about would be better off if I never came into the world.

Tabitha: Don't you say that, Kay. Don't you ever say that again.

Tabitha: Endora, Endora, you naughty, naughty girl!

Gwen: Where is J.T.? I mean, you better tell me he's in Rome or even further away.

Rebecca: Well, he's, uh, here in Harmony.

Gwen: What? Oh, my God.

Rebecca: Honey, don't get your knickers all in a twist, all right? Look, maybe it's not so bad that he's here.

Gwen: Oh? Oh, really? Really? Not so bad? Gee, he could just destroy my marriage if he told Theresa the truth.

Rebecca: Honey, just try and look on the bright side, ok? I mean, maybe with him here we can actually find out what Theresa is up to. Come on now, aren't you the least bit curious why the little strumpetta put Ethan in charge of everything in her will?

Gwen: Not at the cost of losing my husband. Mother, you need to text him back and tell him to get out of Harmony right now.

Gwen: Oh, this is great. J.T. with no clothes on, wonderful.

Rebecca: What? No! Let me see, let me see, let me see!

Gwen: Oh, my God.

Rebecca: Oh, he has always had the best build.

Gwen: What if Ethan had seen that, huh?

Rebecca: Well, he didn't, did he?

Gwen: Get rid of it right now, right now. Erase it.

Rebecca: What? All the pictures?

Gwen: There are more, Mother? Get rid of it!

Rebecca: Honey, look, I can't when there's another incoming picture.

Gwen: What is he think - what is -- oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Rebecca: Oh, honey, I think it's so sweet. Oh. Honey, when was the last time someone phoned you with a striptease?

Gwen: I don't care. Please, just get rid of it right now, please?

J.T.: I'm hiding. Come and seek me.

Gwen: Listen, do whatever you have to, but get him out of Harmony. Make sure he never contacts you again, because if Ethan finds J.T., I'm going to lose everything.

Fancy: If you don't mind.

Gary: Just trying to get acquainted, honey. It makes it a little easier when the camera's on us.

Luis: Hey. You watch it, buddy.

Gary: Who's he?

Lester: The numbers guy. He's got a thing for the broad.

Gary: Tough luck. She's mine tonight. All mine, and I even get paid to be with her.

Lester: Gary, get over here. I got some notes.

Gary: Notes? What's that?

Lester: I'm the director, ok? Directors give notes.

Fancy: What am I going to do?

Luis: We're going to get the hell out of here, that's what.

Fancy: What about the bust?

Luis: To hell with the bust.  I'm getting us out of this rat hole.

Lester: Hey, where you going? Where the hell you think you're going with my actress?

Luis: Well you weren't ready to shoot the movie yet so I thought I'd just take her out there for an encore, you know?

Lester: You want another lap dance, you get another girl.  I don't want her all tuckered out before we get started.  Don't want to mess up that fresh quality she's got.  It sets her apart from the other ho's.

Luis:  Yeah, ok, alright. 

Fancy: How am I going to get through this?  I can't have sex with that pig.

Gary: I'm going to go put on my costume.

Lester: Don't be too long.

Gary: With her waiting on me, I won't be long at all.

Luis: I got an idea.

Luis: Hey, hey, hey.  Listen, I got a proposition for ya. 

Gary: Oh yeah? What's that? You want me and the girl to do it on camera? 

Luis: Um, something like that.  Come here.

Theresa: Voicemail again?

Whitney: Yeah, where is he?  Hmm?  Who is he with? 

Theresa: Well, maybe he's on his way here as we speak.  No?  Maybe he went to see Miles. 

Whitney:  You can stop trying to make excuses for him.  I already called there and Miles' sitter says she hasn't heard from him. 

Jared: Back again.  Hope I'm not interrupting.

Whitney: No, no, it's fine, really. 

Jared: For the principessa.

Theresa: What's this?

Jared: It's a surprise.

Theresa: Another surprise? 

Jared: Well you stick with me and there'll be an endless supply. 

Frank: Theresa Crane and her best friend are not gonna believe this. [laughs]

Gwen: Tell J.T. to get out of Harmony before Theresa destroys my life. 

Rebecca: Alright, alright, if you insist.  Ok, J.T., I'm not coming. Leave Harmony now.

J.T.: Yes!  Finally Becky!  Thanks to pharmaceuticals I am as good to go as I was at age 21, honey.  I thought you'd never answer me, hot lips.  Got an order of caviar coming up.  When are you coming up?

Rebecca: J.T., I'm not coming.  Get out of Harmony now.

Gwen: Hey, you tucked Jane in already?

Ethan: Yeah, she fell right to sleep.  Alright, what is going on?  What is this?  And for the last time, who are you texting? 

Tabitha: Not funny, sweet pea.  Where's Kay?  What did you do with Maria's mummy?  Where is she?

Fox: What was that noise?

Miguel: What's up with the smoke? 

Fox: You didn't try the stove again, did you? 

Tabitha: Oh, no, that was--that was Kay.  She forgot it was all out of whack and tried to heat up her snack.  I think those burners got overheated again. 

Miguel: Tabitha, that's really dangerous.  Let me take a look at it so nothing happens. 

Tabitha: Aren't you gonna ask me where Kay is?

Fox: No, not really.  I was gonna ask you who Kay is. 

Lester: Where'd your boyfriend go?

Fancy: I think he went to the bathroom.

Lester: Oh yeah?  You ready for your close up, big eyes?

Fancy: I don't think--

Lester: Take to the mattress, we gotta get this thing going.  Hey, Gary, get your butt out here.  Ain't no amount of makeup in this world going to make you look like Brad Pitt.  Now hurry up. 

Fancy: What if they busted Luis' cover?  What if I'm on my own?

Ethan: Rebecca, I want an answer this time.  Who are you text messaging? 

J.T.: What the hey?  Anybody there?! 

Ethan: Who keeps sending you messages?

Rebecca: Look, I already told you--

Ethan: Rebecca, you've given me three different stories.  I know you're lying.  Who's on the other end of that cell phone?

Gwen: Ethan, please.

Ethan: Gwen! This is between me and your mother.

Gwen: You really need to let this go. 

Ethan: No, I'm not going to let it go.  Give me the phone.

Rebecca: No, no!

Ethan: Give me the phone!

Tabitha: I didn't quite hear what you said.  One's ears get a little clogged up when--

Fox: I said, who is this Kay that you just mentioned?  Who is she?

Tabitha: I thought that's what you said.  You know, Kay, Kay Bennett?

Fox: No, I don't.  Who is she? Is she hot?  Somebody I should meet? 

Miguel: Well if she's cute, I wanna meet her, too.

Tabitha: Dracula in hell, this is worse than I thought.

Miguel: What'd you say?

Tabitha: Nothing.  Nothing, dear. 

Miguel: Come on, Tabitha.  You can't hold out on us now.  Who's this Kay you keep mentioning because I totally want to meet her.

Fox: Yeah. 

Tabitha: Well, perhaps if I describe her.  She's very pretty, medium length brown hair, green eyes, cute figure if you like them slim.  Personality could use a bit of an uplift, but she's prone to bouts of mind-numbing indecision.

Miguel: Well, aren't they all? Anyway, where does this girl live?

Fox: Yeah, where'd she go. You said she was here. 

Tabitha: Hell if I know.  Endora granted her wish.  She said she wished she'd never been born.

Fancy: Oh, please save me, Luis.

Lester: Let's go, Gary. It's show time.  You're on.  I thought you were going to play the cable guy, but I like it, off-duty cop.  Even better.  Just change a few lines.  You call to complain about noisy neighbors and then you start to make noise of your own.  That's very creative.  I like it.  Hey, I thought you were Gary. 

Luis: Nope, what do you think?

Lester: Not bad.  If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were a cop in real life. 

Luis: What do you think?  What's my first line?  You got some notes?

Lester: Wait a cotton-pickin minute.  Since when are you qualified to do a porno?

Luis: Hey, how hard can it be to get it on with a beautiful girl, uh? 

Lester: I don't know about this.  Where's Gary?

Luis: That's the thing, he got a call and said he had to go.  Lucky for you, your numbers guy is a team player.  So, I'll make the movie with the girl. 

Frank: One and the same.  It's amazing what people will do to mess up their lives.  Amazing. 

Chad: If Whitney knew what I was doing, she'd hate me.

Jared: You can open it now, or, yeah, open it now. 

Theresa: What's inside?

Jared: Just open it, follow the instructions, and I'll see you later. 

Theresa: Hmm, well that was romantic.

Whitney: Very, very. 

Theresa: Yep, Jared's a great guy.

Whitney: I'm glad you two found each other. 

Theresa: Well, thanks to you and Chad.

Whitney: Yeah, Chad and me.  I just wish I knew where Chad went after he left Jared, you know?

Theresa: Yep, maybe he's planning a romantic surprise for you.

Whitney: I wish.  I wish that was the case, but unfortunately, Chad's secrecy has nothing to do with me. 

Theresa: Whit, you know what I'm thinking?  If you stay in this office anymore, you're going to go absolutely crazy.  So, I want you to go home, spend some time with Miles, and you wait for Chad to come home. 

Whitney: Wait for Chad to come home.  You know, I could be waiting all night.  I know everything should be ok like you said, but ever since we got back from Rome, things haven't been right between us. 

Theresa: Hmm, that's weird cause that's when things started getting better for me.  You know the day I met Jared.

Whitney: Yeah, I'm happy for you. 

Theresa: I just hope J.T. Cornell stays missing, you know? 

Whitney: I'm sure he will.  He's probably in some rustic village on the other side of the world by now.

Theresa: As long as he's far away, Ethan's never going to find out that he's my son's father. 

J.T.: Why aren't you answering me, Becky?  Come on! 

Ethan: Give me the phone.

Rebecca: No, it's my phone!

Ethan: Maybe so, but I think whoever you're texting has to do with me.  You're hiding something, Rebecca.

Gwen: Ethan, stop it.  It probably has to do with some sex partner and now you're embarrassing her.

Ethan: Your mother, embarrassed?  No, I don't think so.

Rebecca: No!

Gwen: Please tell me you erased everything.

Rebecca: Well, I tried.

Gwen: You tried? 

Ethan: Show recent messages.  Ok, here we go.  Now we're going to find out who this is.

On the Next Passions:

Ethan: The firm has access to a GPS system and I'm gonna find out exactly who sent these messages, Rebecca, and if it was J.T., God help you. 

J.T.: Rebecca, why don't you text me back, girl.

Jared: I love you, Tess.  I hope you can see us dancing like this forever.

Lester: Ok, game's over.  I know what you two are up to.

Luis: What? I don't know what you're talking about. 

Lester: Now that I see you in that cop outfit, I know exactly what you're up to.

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