Passions Transcript Wednesday 10/11/06 [an error occurred while processing this directive]

Passions Transcript Wednesday 10/11/06--Canada; Thursday 10/12/06--USA

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Sam: You two wait over there by my desk.  Alright, listen up.  As you may have probably already heard, the media got a hold of that porn tape that Luis and Fancy shot.  Now we're going to be under attack here, so I want both the front and rear entrances covered.  I don't want anyone coming in or out, especially the media, without my authorization.  Now, as far as Lester, I want you to put him into an interior cell so he can't see or talk to the media.  Now, I want the book thrown at him, ok?  Illegal gambling, running numbers, production and dissemination of pornography, prostitution and whatever else you can slap on him.  Alright?  Well, let's go!  Come on! You two!  I can't believe what a disaster this undercover operation turned out to be. 

Fancy: I'm sorry.  I should have followed orders and not tried to help Luis.

Sam; Yes, you should've.  And you? You should've known better than to make a porn movie with Fancy.

Luis: I told you, we faked it. 

Sam: Yeah, well that's a moot point now that that tape has somehow landed in every news station in town.  My number one officer, the star of a porn movie.  Your co-star, a cadet who you supervise in the police academy.  Now, do either of you realize how bad this is gonna look?

[Fancy moaning]

Chris: Sheridan, turn off the TV.

Sheridan: No, Chris, not yet.

Fancy: Oh! Oh!

Luis: Oh, yeah, baby.

Fancy: Oh, my.

Luis: Yeah. You like that? Oh, yeah.

Paloma: Ay dios mio. I just hope Mama didn't stay up late to see the news. Seeing this would kill her for sure.

Jessica: Noah will freak when he sees this, too.

Simone: Paloma, why is your brother Luis in a porno flick with Fancy crane?

Paloma: I bet it has something to do with the undercover sting operation Luis was involved in. The FBI wanted him to infiltrate a new mob operation starting up in the area. Fancy and I were at the station when they told us that Luis' backup had his cover blown. Chief Bennett told us not to do anything, but Fancy decided she had to help Luis. That's why she dressed up like a party girl and ran off to that strip club.

Spike: Well, I'll be damned! When Luis isn't writing citations, he's riding cadets. Ha! And people say that I'm bad? Ha ha! Woo! Ha ha! Oh.

Chad: Baby, that was amazing.

Whitney: Amazing is right. I don't think it's ever been that good between us.

Chad: That's because we know we are meant to be together. You know, all that doubt and guilt and shame, all that bad stuff is finally over between us.

Whitney: We don't have to hide our true feelings for each other anymore.

{Chad: Hey, hey, I'm here. It's a good thing we came separately. Think I saw someone who knows me. Man, if we got caught coming to this place together, word would spread like wildfire. }

Whitney: Baby, I think I'm the luckiest woman in the world. I have you, I have Miles to love. I couldn't possibly need anything else.

Chad: No, you don't.

Chad's voice: But I do.

Theresa: Hmm, it's been quiet in the hall for some time now.

Jared: I bet it was some drunk who spilt over the cart, probably just trying to find his room. I'm sure he went and passed out somewhere.

Theresa: Either that or the hotel is haunted.

Jared: Well, you know, it's an unproven, unscientific fact that we're safer here in bed.

Theresa: Hmm. What can we do in bed until morning?

Jared: We sleep.

[Music plays]

Theresa: I vote for not sleeping.

Gwen: Quick -- yeah, go!

Rebecca: [Gasps]

Ethan: All right, one of these doors just closed.

Rebecca: Ok, honey, why don't you have a drink? You'll feel better.

Gwen: With Ethan closing in on us? I don't think so.

J.T.: I'll check to see if we gave him the slip.

Gwen: Do not be a bigger idiot than you already are. You could come face to face with Ethan, and I would lose everything.

Ethan: All right. Whatever the truth is about Rebecca outing me as a Bennett and Theresa naming me as little Ethan's trustee in her will is right behind this door. I'll be damned if I'm leaving here without finding out what it is. J.T., It's Ethan Winthrop. If you're in there, let me in. I need to have a word with you.

Gwen: Oh, what are we going to do?

J.T.: I'm having another drink.

Rebecca: Ah, me, too.

Gwen: What? What is this, your version of Nero fiddling while Rome is burning? We can't let Ethan find us here.

Rebecca: Well, honey, just give me a minute, ok? I'll think of something. I only need a minute.

J.T.: That's all I'll need, honey, if that.

Rebecca: [Laughs]

Ethan: J.T. -- This is ridiculous. I don't even know if he's in there. And if J.T. is in there, why would he talk to me voluntarily? So what are my choices? I could wait out here until whoever is in there comes out, or I could go inside there myself. But how do I do that?

Gwen: He stopped knocking. Maybe he gave up and went home.

Ethan: J.T. -- [Knock on door] I'm not giving up. I'm coming in.

Gwen: What are we going to do? Hey!

Ethan: Mm-hmm.

Ethan: You've got to be kidding me. What the hell is this?

Whitney: I feel so silly.

Chad: About what?

Whitney: Thinking you were cheating on me.

Chad: Oh -- oh, that.

Whitney: Yeah, I mean, between the mysterious phone calls and you saying that you went to go see that woman in Boston, it just all seemed to add up.

Chad: Yeah, to someone with a wild imagination like Theresa maybe, but you, Whit? I mean --

Whitney: I know. I know. It's crazy. You know, it's just that I feel like things are so great between us right now, and I keep getting this terrible feeling that something bad is going to happen.

Chad: Hey, baby, you need to let that go, ok?

Whitney: Yeah, I will. I promise. How crazy is it that I turned you surprising me with a really great doll into you cheating on me? [Laughs] The mysterious calls were obviously the doll maker, and you being not available for all these long spans of time was because you went to Boston to check on the doll. It was so sweet of you to think of me that way.

Chad: Well, baby, come on. I love you, ok? I always will. And I want you to be happy. I remember you told me that you have all these dolls that you used to love when you were a kid.

Whitney: Right.

Chad: So I thought you'd enjoy having her.

Whitney: I'll treasure her, Chad, just like I treasure you.

Ethan: I want you.

Theresa: I want you, too.

Jared: Tess, where were you just now?

Ethan: Gwen, what the hell are you doing here?

Gwen's voice: Please, God, let my mother's insane idea work.

Gwen: Now, is that any way for my gorgeous husband to greet his very eager wife?

Ethan: What are you doing here?

Gwen: I am waiting for you. I want you to come to bed, and I want to help you relax.

Ethan: Are you alone?

Gwen: Of course I'm alone. This isn't France.

Ethan: I was positive I heard -- you're sure that you're the only one in this room?

Gwen: Honey, who else were you expecting to find?

Ethan: All right. Don't play dumb with me, Gwen. Don't. You know I'm looking for J.T. Cornell. And the firm tracked the source of those text messages Rebecca got on her cell phone to this hotel, and if I'm not mistaken, to J.T. Cornell himself. Where is he?

Chris: Now, does that mean that Fancy and Luis were doing the busting or they were getting busted themselves?

Sheridan: Surely they can't be doing that for pleasure.

Chris: Well, it surely looks like they're enjoying every minute of it.

Sheridan: That's what Luis and I must have looked like back when --

Chris: Oh, for God's sake, Sheridan, turn off this television. You're upsetting yourself.

Woman's voice: Working closely with the FBI, Lopez-FitzGerald went undercover to shut down a southern mob operation with ties to one of Boston's most notorious crime families. How a trainee like Miss Crane became involved is unclear at this time, nor has Chief Bennett offered which if any police regulations provide for an officer of the law to engage in lewd and lascivious conduct while on duty.

Sheridan: There must be more to this story.

Chris: Yeah, well, enough's enough. I'm changing the channel.

Sheridan: It's on every news broadcast in town.

Chris: Well, I've seen enough.

[TV turns off] Are you ok?

Sheridan: What?

Chris: Are you ok?

Sheridan: Yeah. I'm fine. I'm just shocked. Luis is free to do whatever he wants with whoever he wants, even my own niece. I just can't believe Luis would do that, with Fancy, in front of a camera.

Sam: The two of you faking a porn flick -- one that somehow managed to make it to every TV news station here in town. We could all get canned for this, and for once, Alistair's not to blame.

Fancy: I'm sorry.

Luis: Me, too.

Sam: You know, at the very least, Mayor Anawalt's going to bring you both up on disciplinary charges. You know what? Who can blame him? Luis, what the hell were you thinking? Getting in front of a camera and having graphic sex with a cadet?

Fancy: Luis told you we faked it!

Luis: Yeah, it was do or die!

Fancy: So we...did it.

Luis: All right. Look, I know that this looks bad, ok --

Fancy: Luis didn't have a choice. He had to convince Lester he was one of them while trying to protect me at the same time.

Luis: Yeah. Fancy almost got away from Lester after she gave me a lap dance --

Sam: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What in the hell did you just say? Did you say lap dance?

Luis: Yeah. What -- we faked that, too.

Fancy: So we wouldn't blow our cover.

Sam: Tell me there weren't any witnesses.

Fancy and Luis: Uh --

Fancy: Only a few.

Sam: God help us.

Fancy: It's not like I had a wardrobe malfunction at the Super Bowl. Nobody saw anything. Did they?

Sam: You know what, none of this would have happened if you would have followed orders and stayed away from Luis.

Fancy: I had to help him. His backup was compromised, and he didn't know it. Something terrible could have happened.

Sam: Something terrible did happen! Luis had to protect you by making a porn flick!

Fancy: Yes. Everything Luis did was to protect me. It was a very noble and generous thing for him to do.

Luis: Oh, thanks.

Fancy: Anyway, you shouldn't be mad at Luis. This whole thing really is my fault.

Sam: You're damn right. This is definitely all your fault.

Spike: [Imitating woman] Mm, officer, is that your nightstick or are you just glad to see me? Hoo hoo hoo.

[Normal] Oh, man. Stinking hypocrites. You know, your cop brother there is always busting my chops, saying what a lowlife that I am? Well, guess what? I cannot shake a stick at him and Fancy "oops, no pants" Crane. Ha. You won't catch me doing no pornos. Not that I haven't had plenty of offers though. Believe me, my equipment belongs on the plasma big screen. Ain't that right, baby?

Jessica: And how.

Simone: Ugh, I think I'm going to be sick.

Spike: Hey, you got a weak stomach for a lesbian.

Paloma: Shut up. And for your information, my brother didn't make a porno flick. He was on a bust undercover. Something must have gone wrong.

Spike: Well, the good news is it looks like Luis came out on top, huh?

[Laughs] Hey, baby, you know what? Maybe we should make our own adult videos -- show these losers in love how it is done.

Simone: Don't do it, Jess. Don't let him talk you into anything.

Spike: Why don't you mind your own lesbian business?

Paloma: I should go back to the station and see if there's anything I can do. Fancy and Luis must be horrified this got out.

Spike: Oh, yes, they're both just so modest.

Simone: I'll come with you.

Paloma: Gracias. I'm sure Fancy will appreciate the support.

Jessica: Yeah, you know, I'll come, too.

Spike: Whoa, whoa -- honey, it's beddie-bye time.

Jessica: But my friends need me.

Spike: Honey, I need you more, all right? Listen, kiddies, if the room starts rocking, don't you come knocking. Come on.

Jessica: No!

Spike: Honey, I said come on.

Simone: You heard your wife. She said no. Now leave her alone. Jess is coming with us. Come on, Jess.

Spike: Listen, listen.

[Muttering] You tell your little friends that you changed your mind, ok? Then I want you to get your pretty body upstairs and in bed. You got work to do.

Jessica: No. Spike, I'm going with them.

Simone: Oh, my God! Jessica!

Chad: Girl, you are going to kill me yet, you know that?

Whitney: At least you'll die with a smile on your face. Come here, baby.

Miles: [Fusses]

Chad: I'll go check on him.

Whitney: You know what? No, no, no, no, no. Let me do it. You did so much with Miles while I was in the convent. I'll go check on him, ok? You just relax.

Chad: Ok. I don't think I could walk now anyway.

Whitney: [Laughs]

Ethan: Don't stop. I don't want you to stop.

Theresa: Actually, no. Nothing is wrong. Everything has been incredibly wonderful.

Jared: You're sure?

Theresa: Mm-hmm. Yep. This whole romantic evening that you've planned has been amazing. You have been amazing.

Jared: Would it be over the top if I say that you inspire me to be amazing? You are an incredible woman. I've never, ever felt this way about any woman before.

Theresa: Well, I've come to care a lot about you.

Jared: Really?

Theresa: Mm-hmm. So, where were we?

Jared: Hmm, let me think. Somewhere around here.

Theresa's voice: I'm with Jared now. Jared.

Ethan: Gwen, where is J.T.?

Gwen's voice: Lie, Gwen. Lie like your mother taught you.

Gwen: I told you J.T. is not here.

Ethan: Look, I wasn't born yesterday, Gwen, all right? Your mother was busy text-messaging someone at the B&B. Whoever texted her mentioned Rome. J.T. was in Rome when we were.

Gwen: My mother already told you she doesn't know J.T., and I only met him briefly when we were in Rome.

Ethan: Gwen, I don't believe her. Let me tell you what I think. I think that your mother does know J.T. I think that your mother outed me as a Bennett to his tabloid using Theresa's computer. That's why I'm here, and I want to get to the bottom of this. Now tell me once and for all -- where the hell is J.T.?

Rebecca: [Whispering] No, no, no, not now, J.T. I need room to work my magic.

Gwen: Honey, he is not here.

Ethan: Ok, then why are you here?

Gwen: Ah, well -- see, I thought that we could have maybe a quick little romantic getaway. We've both been so incredibly busy with work and with Jane. We haven't had nearly enough one-on-one time, so I thought that tonight might be the perfect night for that.

Ethan: What about Jane?

Gwen: Well, Miss Jane is with Mrs. Henderson, and I am right here with you.

Ethan: Honey, this doesn't feel right to me.

Gwen: Just give me a few minutes and it will.

Ethan: Look, honey --

Gwen: [Laughs]

Ethan: Hold on. Listen, listen. I left the B&B way ahead of you. How did you get here before me, and how did you know that I would be right here?

Gwen's voice: Distract him with sex.

Gwen: Because I really -- I just want you, and I want you to make love to me like only you can, so I got in the car, and I drove like a maniac to get here before you. I wanted to surprise you.

Ethan: How did you know that I would be here in this very room? How did you know that?

Gwen: I want you so badly, just being this close to you makes me want to get even closer.

Ethan: Honey, coming here, how did you --

J.T.: [Whispering] Is it hot in here, or is it just us?

Rebecca: [Laughs] Oh, J.T., behave. No, Ethan cannot find us in here.

J.T.: You know, my happy place is on the mend, Becks.

Rebecca: Oh, so it is?

J.T.: So, why don't we be happy together like the old days?

Rebecca: No -- no, J.T. Later, later. No, no, no, no, no!

Ethan: What was that?

Gwen: I don't know.

Ethan: Uh, that sounded like it came from the closet.

Gwen: Ethan, no!

Paloma: Maldigase, Spike. How could you hit Jessica like that?

Spike: Like what? Jess tripped. She's just a little clumsy when she gets out of bed.

Paloma: Mentiroso.

Spike: You watch your boca, bonita amiga.

Simone: Jessica didn't trip. You hit her.

Spike: Me hit my wife? Girlfriend, that's crazy talk.

Simone: Don't call me girlfriend. Are you all right?

Jessica: Yeah, I think so.

Spike: Listen, you guys are making mountains out of molehills here, all right? Jess -- if she hadn't pulled away from me, she never would have fallen down. That's all.

Simone: You have to stop abusing Jessica.

Spike: Stop? I never started.

Paloma: We saw how black and blue she was when we went swimming at the mansion.

Simone: Yeah.

Spike: Oh, come here, honey. Listen -- oh, listen. Those little boo-boos you saw were not signs of abuse. No, honey. Those are just visible proof of how much I love my girl.

Simone: That is such a crock.

Spike: You know what? I don't know how you gay girls do it to each other -- I mean, not as much as I'd like to. But here in heteroland, let me tell you something -- getting physical is not always such a bad thing. In fact, ah, it's a real turn-on, right, baby?

Paloma: Look, I'm not a lesbian. I like men a lot, but I don't like men who hit women. You're nothing but a big stupid bully. Jessica, you have to get away from him. You have to press charges with assault and battery, rape, and then get a restraining order against him.

Spike: Well, that's not going to happen. Is it, baby?

Jessica: No.

Spike: See? My girl Jess would never, ever testify against me.

Sheridan: Luis is free to do whatever he wants with whomever he wants. I have no hold on him anymore.

Chris: Yeah, but even so, you and Luis had such a long history together. I can only imagine how shocking it must have been to see him making love to another woman on television -- your niece, no less.

Sheridan: I don't understand what kind of undercover assignment would have gotten Luis and Fancy in such a compromising position.

Chris: Yeah, well, I can't imagine, but I'll tell you one thing. Their one-on-one time was way more explicit than anything I've ever seen on pay-per-view.

Luis: No, now hold on a second. Fancy was just doing her job, ok? What she did, she did for me.

Fancy: It's true, Luis. I did.

Luis: Both of you knew that my backup was compromised, and she was just trying to do what any good cop would do and trying to protect me.

Sam: Well, she's not even a cop yet. And the way things are going, you may never be.

Fancy: But you said other officers could learn a lot from me.

Sam: Look, your heart was certainly in the right place, but your head wasn't. You could have gotten both of you killed.

Luis: Well, she didn't, and the truth is she probably saved my life, and she sure as hell saved the sting operation.

Sam: Even so, she shouldn't have taken matters into her own hands, and you know that.

Luis: Well, guess what? We're all still alive, aren't we?

Sam: After making love on camera?

Fancy and Luis: We faked it!

Sam: Like anyone who sees the tape is going to believe it.

[Pager beeps] Ah, there's Mayor Anawalt. I'm sure he wants to question me about what happened.

Luis: I'll talk to Mayor Anawalt, ok? There's no reason that you should be raked over the coals for this.

Sam: No, Luis. I'll go and talk to him. But the both of you better be ready to get on the hot seat because it's going to happen soon.

Luis: Can't wait.

Sam: Do me a favor. Can you stay away from each other? You're not even supposed to be socializing.

Luis: We haven't been.

Sam: Yeah, well, huh, could have fooled me.

{[Door opens and closes]

Chad: I didn't think you were ever going to make it.

Chad: You smell good. Come here. Give me some. }

Chad: Is Miles ok?

Whitney: Oh, yeah, he's fine. He'd already fallen back asleep by the time I got in there. But check this out. Miles made this today at daycare.

Chad: Miles made this?

Whitney: Well, I have a feeling that the staff helped a little bit, but --

[Laughs] This is you, this is me, and this is Miles.

Chad: Our boy's a genius, you know that?

Whitney: I just think it's so great that he sees us that way -- you know, a real happy family. We're so lucky.

Chad: You got that right. You know, I never thought I could be this lucky.

Whitney: Me either, baby.

Chad: Yeah, I don't see why things can't be good for us for a long time to come.

Jared: You ok?

Theresa: Yes. Why?

Jared: Just checking. I'm thirsty. Want a drink?

Theresa: No, I'm good, thank you.

Jared: Shoot. There's no more ice. Well, instead of waiting for room service, I'm going to run and get some. I'll be right back.

Theresa: What's wrong with me? I mean, I care about Jared a lot. He's smart. He's funny. He's sweet. He's sexy. Am I falling in love with him? Maybe. So why can't I stop thinking about Ethan?

Ethan: Gwen, what's going on? Why don't you want me to go check out that noise?

Gwen's voice: Because you'll find my mother and J.T. In the closet!

Gwen: Because it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that you and I are here together, and I want to make the most of it.

Rebecca: J.T., keep your fingers crossed that Ethan believes Gwen, or we're going to be exposed.

J.T.: FYI, I'm already exposed.

Rebecca: [Gasps] Oh, put that thing back in there. This is not the time, J.T.

Ethan: Honey, I don't believe you, and I want to know what the hell's going on right now.

Gwen: Ethan, I told you already -- nothing is.

Ethan: Then you tell me why you just happened to get a room at the same hotel that I tracked Rebecca's mystery caller's signal to.

Gwen: Coincidence.

Ethan: And the fact that you're here in a room that I'm damn sure J.T. came into -- that's just a coincidence, too?

Gwen: Yeah.

Ethan: And you not wanting me to go check out the closet right now isn't because J.T. is in there right now, is that right?

Gwen: Of course not.

Ethan: Good -- good, 'cause I'm going to go check it out.

Spike: You tell your little friends that you love me too much to ever testify against me.  You tell your little friends that if they get the cops on me that I'm going to have to tell your daddy how you butchered those johns when you were working the streets.  Go on, baby, tell 'em.

Jessica: What Spike said is true.  I would never press charges against him and I don't want you to either. 

Spike: Mwah.  That's my girl.  Now, ladies, you've both been warned.  You stay away from me and my wife, or Jess is going to suffer the consequences.  Ok? 

Sheridan: Chris, you're sweet to try and make me feel better.  I'm fine.  Just seeing Luis and Fancy together like that on the news just threw me, that's all. 

Chris: You sure?

Sheridan: I'm with you, Chris.  You and James.

Chris: Even so, seeing your ex with your niece like that?  Hey, James, what are you doing up? 

James: I'm thirsty.

Chris: Well let's get you a glass of water then. 

James: Why does Mommy look so sad?

Sheridan: Oh, I'm not sad.  No, no, I couldn't be happier. 

Luis: Guess Sam's getting an earful from the mayor about now. 

Fancy: I'm sorry.  I know going against his orders not to help you got us all in trouble. 

Luis: Yeah, it did.  But it doesn't matter, I'm too tired to think about that right now.  Besides, I'm sure I'm going to have to explain it to the mayor, the police review board, the press, God knows who else.  I just wanna call it a night.

Fancy: Good idea. 

Luis: Go change.  I'll give you a ride home. 

Fancy: You sure?

Luis: Yeah.

Fancy: Thanks, Luis, for everything.

{Fancy: Oh, yeah. Mmm, mmm.}

[Miles fusses]

Whitney: What now?

Chad: You sit tight.  I'll check on him this time. 

Whitney: Ok.  Chad loves me.

Theresa: Hello.

Whitney: Hey, Theresa, it's me.

Theresa: Hey.  So what's wrong?

Whitney: Nothing. 

Theresa: What happened with Chad?

Whitney: Actually, that's why I was calling.  I was wrong about Chad having an affair.  He's not having an affair with Valerie or anyone else for that matter.  He was slipping away to Boston to pick up this surprise gift that he got for me. 

Theresa: Really? That's all it was?

Whitney: I know.  I feel so silly and relieved, really.  Chad loves me and I love him and I know there's no one else in his life but me. 

Gwen: Ethan, you're being ridiculous.

Ethan: Look, I swear I saw a man come into this room before I knocked.  Maybe you were in the bathroom or something, you didn't see him come in, but if J.T.'s not in there, then you've got a burglar hiding in your closet.

Gwen: I was not in the bathroom when you knocked.  I know that no one came in before you. 

Ethan: Then there's vermin in the closet.

J.T.: Did Ethan just call us vermin? 

Rebecca: It's better than calling us a hearse.

Gwen: Ethan, no!

Ethan: J.T.! Rebecca!  You're a liar!

On the Next Passions:

Jessica: If this is about Spike --

Simone: This is about you.  If you don't turn Spike in, you're going to die.

Whitney: What's wrong?

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