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Fox: Kay, what is it? Why are you crying?

Kay: Because -- as perfect as everything is, it's just not going to last. You're dying. And there's nothing we can do about it.

Fox: There's always hope, Kay. I mean, Dr. Eve was able to come up with a cure for Pilar's blood disease. Maybe Dr. Gasparro can find a way to save me, too.

Kay: He didn't sound optimistic earlier.

Fox: All the more reason for us to take advantage of what time we have left together.

Kay: You're right. Ok, no more talking about death and dying -- this is our wedding night. We should celebrate our love by making love.

Fox: Over and over again. Hey, what the --

Kay: Jessica?

Jessica: You killed our mother, Kay.

Kay: What?

Jessica: Mom's dead and it's all your fault.

Theresa: Yes. Amazing. That was amazing. Smart, sexy, and adventurous. It's going to be fun growing old with you.

Jared: I guarantee it.

Theresa: I can't wait to marry you.

Jared: You're my world, Tess, now and forever.

Theresa: I'm sorry that I had my doubts about accepting your proposal.

Jared: That was Ethan's fault for trying to make you think that I'm no good.

Theresa: Yeah, kind of like Whitney letting Rebecca rattle her about Chad. But you guys both took lie detector tests and you passed with flying colors, so Whitney and Chad are happily married, just like we're going to be.

Whitney: Chad. Chad, honey. Make love to me again. Chad. Oh, ouch. Oh, maybe he's in the Jacuzzi.

Whitney: Chad?

Whitney: Hmm. Ow. Maybe he went to go check on Miles. That's probably what he did. Man, I am really groggy. I need to chill out on the champagne. I think some ice water will help. Yeah -- no, diet soda with the caffeine.

Whitney: Ok, now to go find my husband.

Chad: Hey, got here as soon as I could. And thank you for not trying to stop my wedding. You know you don't have to feel threatened by Whitney. She can't give me what you got.

Fancy: Hurry, Luis, I have the rapist locked in my closet! You dirty scum, you are not going to get away this time! Luis is going to see that Aunt Sheridan was wrong and I was not hallucinating. Hurry, Luis!

Luis: Coming!

Sheridan: Luis, what's going on?

Luis: Fancy said she caught the rapist.

Fancy: Luis, thank God you're here. You're both about to see that I am not imagining that the rapist was here. He came back after you left to attack me again. So I maced him and I shoved him in the closet. I'm not imagining things and this will prove it.

Jared: That was incredible.

Theresa: Yeah, I take it you enjoyed that.

Jared: You couldn't tell? I love being with you, Tess. This time it's for keeps.

Theresa: Yes, it is. We're going to be really happy together... now that I know for sure that Ethan was wrong about you. You're not keeping secrets from me any more than Chad's keeping secrets from Whitney.

Whitney: Chad wasn't in the room checking on Miles.

Chad: Oh, that was good. You know what? Stick around, we have all night.

Chad: {I hate that I have to do this to you, but I need to.} Yeah, tomorrow, when I get back to the mansion, Whitney's still going to be sleeping. She'll never know I came here to be with you.

Kay: Ok, how could I kill Mom? She's not even here.

Jessica: Yeah, because of you, Kay.

Fox: Jess, how much have you had to drink?

Jessica: Shut up! This is between Kay and me.

Kay: Please don't talk to my husband like that.

Jessica: What difference does it make? Our mother is dead and it's all your fault.

Kay: How can Mom be dead?

Jessica: The bus -- the bus she was on in London blew up.

Kay: What?

Fox: Oh, my God.

Jessica: Mom's dead and you killed her.

Fox: Jess, you're not making any sense. If you donít believe me, go ask my dad. He's waiting for confirmation from London.

Kay: So, then, we don't know for sure that Mom is dead?

Fox: Maybe Grace wasn't actually on the bus.

Jessica: Mom was on the bus. It blew up and now she's dead.

Kay: But Dad's still waiting for confirmation.

Jessica: It's hard to believe it's true, but it is. Mom's dead. Oh-- Mom, I miss her so much.

Kay: Don't go there until we know for sure.

Fox: Listen, Kay's right. We --

Jessica: No, I know it's true and deep down Daddy knows it, too.

Kay: Ok, I got to go talk to my dad. I got to see what's going on. Hey.

Sam: Hi.

Jessica: Daddy, it hurts so much.

Sam: I know. I know, sweetheart, but listen, drinking won't change what happened, sweetheart.

Kay: Dad, is Mom really dead?

Fox: Oh, God.

Kay: No, no that can't be. Mom can't be dead.

Sam: Sweetheart, we got confirmation by London authorities. They called and said that she's dead.

Kay: No, no, no!

Fox: Shh.

Jessica: You killed her, Kay. Mom's dead because of you.

Fancy: Do you smell that?

Luis: It's mace.

Sheridan: Mace?

Fancy: Yeah, I maced the rapist when he attacked me. That's how I got him into the closet. That will teach you to mess with me! That goes for you, too, Aunt Sheridan.

Sheridan: Excuse me?

Fancy: Yeah, you tried to make Luis doubt me by saying that I was imagining fighting the rapist before. Luis, everything I said happened, happened, including Aunt Sheridan trying to come between us and planting doubt into our minds that we can't have a future together.

Sheridan: Fancy, if I said anything, it was out of concern for your happiness, both yours and Luis.

Fancy: Liar, you just want Luis back.

Sheridan: What I want is for you to be whole again, both physically and mentally.

Fancy: Yeah, see, there it is again. You're doing it again, that little pause between "physically and mentally." You just want Luis to think I'm unbalanced.

Luis: All right, all right, hey. First things first here, ok. I need to take whoever's in that closet down to the station and put him into custody.

Fancy: Yeah, you're right.

Luis: Did he have a gun?

Fancy: Um, I don't know. I didn't see a weapon. I may have maced him before he had a chance to use it.

Luis: All right, stand back. All right, you in there, step away from the door. I'm Harmony PD I have my gun drawn. Let's not make this harder than it has to be.

Sheridan: Oh, my God.

Fancy: It can't be.

Fancy: What? This is impossible. The rapist was in there. After I maced him, I shoved him in there and I shut the door behind him.

Luis: Fancy, wait.

Fancy: What?

Luis: He could be hiding in there behind all of that stuff.

Fancy: Well --

Sheridan: Check and see, Luis.

Fancy: Be careful. He is in there.

Luis: He must be in the back.

Fancy: Did you find him?

Luis: No, I just tripped over some of your luggage.

Fancy: He has to be in there.

Luis: Well, he isn't.

Fancy: Look again. I know he has to be in there.

Luis: Well, trust me, he isn't. Only thing that's in there are tons of clothes, shoes -- all kinds of stuff.

Fancy: No, that is impossible.

Sheridan: Whitney.

Whitney: Hey, guys -- um, has anybody seen Chad around?

Sheridan: No.

Luis: Is there a problem?

Fancy: Oh, damn it! I know you're in here.

Sheridan: Maybe Chad is checking on Miles?

Whitney: Yeah, yeah, that's what I thought, too, but he's not in there now, so...

Sheridan: Well, is there anything we can do to help?

Whitney: No, no, no. You know, maybe he went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat.

Fancy: Where are you?!

Luis: Hey, Whitney, is there any chance you can get in touch with your mom, see if she can come down here, maybe bring a sedative.

Fancy: Damn it!

Whitney: Um, yes, I'll actually speak to her right away for you.

Luis: Great.

Sheridan: Good luck finding Chad.

Whitney: Thanks, thank you. You know, it's just strange. You wake up in the middle of the night and your husband's not right there next to you. Ok.

Luis: Fancy, would you come out of there?

Fancy: I don't understand. I swear I maced the rapist and then I locked him in the closet. You have to believe me, Luis

Luis: I want to.

Fancy: But you don't.

Sheridan: Look, Fancy, you really can't blame Luis for doubting you. I mean, if the rapist was really locked in your closet, then where is he now?

Fancy: Oh.

Jessica: If you had just told us what you knew then, that Ivy was out to take Daddy away from Mom by inventing a first husband she didn't remember, she wouldn't have left with David. We could have stopped her from going. She would've stayed here with us, with Daddy. She wouldn't have been on a bus that blew up and killed her. You killed her, Kay. Mom's dead because of you.

Spike: Baby, baby, I'm so sorry. I just heard about your mom being bombed. I wanted to be here for you, honey. Dad, I'm so sorry for your loss.

Sam: How did you get back on the grounds? I ordered the estate closed down after J.T.'s body fell through that cake.

Spike: Wasn't that something? I hope they at least got the money back for that cake.

Sam: Answer the question. How did you get back on the grounds?

Spike: Well my father-in-law is the chief of police.

Sam: Yeah, don't remind me. 

Spike: I can do whatever I want and I want to be with my wife in her time of need.  Is that all right? Hey.  Don't. What's wrong, baby? What's wrong? Stop.

Jessica: What do you think?

Spike: Honey.

Sam: Jess. Look, now is not the time to blame your sister for what happened. Come on, we need to pull together as a family so we can get through this.

Fox: Your dad's right, Jessica.

Jessica: It's her fault Mom is dead.

Eve: Oh, God, Sam -- it's not true, is it? Grace isn't --

Sam: Yeah, it's true.

Eve: Oh, God, oh God. Oh, not Grace, not Grace.

Jessica: Shut up, you back-stabbing witch. You're as bad as Kay, pretending to care that Mom is dead.

Eve: Oh, no, Jessica, I cared so much. She was my very best friend.

Jessica: Yeah, well, that didn't stop you from helping Ivy get rid of her, did it?

Eve: I didn't want to help Ivy do anything. She blackmailed me.

Jessica: So, you chose to sell out Mom to save yourself. You're as bad as Kay.

Sam: Jessica, don't.

Jessica: No, Kay and Dr. Russell are to blame for Mom's death. You murdering bitches, I hope you both burn in hell.

Jared: Well, you're full of surprises, aren't you?

Theresa: Well, you surprised me more times than I can count.

Jared: Maybe we should try surprising each other again.

Theresa: What?

Jared: I guess the surprise is on me.

Theresa: I don't follow.

Jared: The picture of Ethan. Are you sorry that you said yes, you'd marry me?

Theresa: No. I wasn't thinking about Ethan. I was actually thinking about my children and how the four of us need to take photos together.

Jared: You mean like a family portrait?

Theresa: Yes. Like our family portrait -- that is until we give Jane and Little Ethan half brothers and half sisters.

Jared: Oo. I can't wait.

Theresa: Me either.

Jared: I love you, Tess.

Theresa: I love you, too. I really do.

Theresa: Who's that?

Jared: We're busy.

Whitney: And I am so sorry about that. I know I shouldn't be bothering you.

Theresa: Oh, gosh. Hi.

Whitney: Hey.

Theresa: Is something wrong? Why aren't you with Chad?

Whitney: Can I come in for just two seconds, please?

Theresa: Of course you can. Please.

Whitney: I'm sorry.

Theresa: Did you get into a fight?

Whitney: No, no, no. Actually, Chad and I were having a wonderful evening. I dozed off, woke up in the middle of the night, and Chad's just gone.

Jared: He wasn't there?

Whitney: Or anywhere else in the mansion. I mean, he's not checking on Miles. He's not down in the media room.

Jared: Maybe he just --

Whitney: No, no, no -- I've checked all over the mansion, Jared. Chad is not here. You can't be his alibi this time.

Jared: Whitney --

Whitney: Where would he go? You know what I'm saying? Where could Chad be?

Chad: Being here, doing this -- and I'm a newlywed. God, I know this is wrong, but I can't stop.

Fancy: You don't believe me, do you? You think I just imagined the rapist coming back here and attacking me?

Luis: We want to believe you.

Sheridan: It's just there's no proof that anyone was ever here.

Fancy: The mace. I sprayed him with mace. I dropped it when I shoved him in the closet, so it must still be where it landed.

Sheridan: Like the button you ripped off from the first time.

Fancy: Yes, only I didn't find it afterwards.

Fancy: I will find the mace.

Luis: Maybe the rapist took it with him when he left.

Sheridan: How could he have left? We would have seen him in the hall.

Luis: Maybe he went out the window.

Luis: Nope, locked from the inside.

Sheridan: So he couldn't have gone out that way and locked the window behind him.

Fancy: I don't know how he got out, but I know he was in the closet.

Luis: You're sure you locked him in there?

Fancy: Yes, and even if he managed to get the door unlocked, I didn't leave the room, except to call for help for you when I was in the hallway.

Luis: Well, that must have been when he escaped.

Fancy: No, I wasn't far enough away from the hallway door for him to move past me.

Luis: You sure?

Fancy: Yes.

Sheridan: Maybe he's under the bed.

Luis: Sorry.

Fancy: What, he was here! I swear the rapist came back and attacked me! Grr!

Fancy: What?

Luis: Did you drink more wine and take more pills after we left?

Fancy: No, it must've gotten knocked over when I was fighting the rapist.

Sheridan: If you say so.

Fancy: I do say so, damn it! Luis, I was fighting for my life and now I have to fight to make you believe that I'm telling the truth?

Fox: Look, Jess, we're all very upset about Grace passing on, but lashing out against Dr. Eve and Kay is just turning a bad situation into a worse one.

Jessica: But it's their fault. Mom wouldn't be coming home from Europe in the first place if these two hadn't lied for your mother.

Fox: Listen, Kay's admitted that she was wrong.

Eve: So have I.

Jessica: For all the good is done.

Spike: Yeah.

Sam: Stay out of this, Spike.

Spike: A husband can't defend his own wife?

Whitney: What's going on here?

Eve: There isn't any easy way to say this. There was an accident in London. The bus that Grace was taking to the plane, it blew up and now Grace is dead.

Whitney: Grace? Oh, my God. Are you ok? You must be feeling horrible and feeling partly to blame because you helped Ivy. I mean, you did lie for her.

Eve: God, Grace said she would never forgive me. And now I am never going to be able to earn back her friendship.

Whitney: I know, I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know you didn't want to do it. I know that.

Eve: No. I'm sorry, honey. What are you doing here? Why aren't you with Chad?

Whitney: Oh, well, I -- I was sleeping and woke up in the middle of the night and Chad was just gone. I just don't know where he went, that's all.

Eve: Maybe he just went for a walk.

Whitney: Yeah, yeah. Luis wanted me to ask you to come over and give Fancy a sedative. I guess she's having a hard time sleeping.

Eve: Oh, ok. I will go and take care of Fancy as soon as I speak to Sam. But now don't you let your imagination run away with you, ok? I'm sure that wherever Chad is, it isn't anything for you to worry about.

Whitney: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah -- I hope you're right.

Eve: I'm so sorry, Sam.

Sam: Your guilt must be eating you alive.

Jessica: That's right. You murdering Judas, get out! And you, Kay, you're just as bad.

Sam: Jessica.

Jessica: Mom's dead because of you.

Sam: Jessica, don't.

Kay: Thanks, Dad.

Sam: I didn't stop Jessica because of you, Kay. Your sister has a point.

Theresa: So, what did your mom say?

Whitney: My mom hasn't seen him. No one's seen him. My mom did mention to me that --

Jared: Maybe he had some work to do at Crane.

Whitney: If that's the case, why didn't he leave me a note or something?

Theresa: Well, maybe he thought that he would be back before you woke up.

Chad: You know, I can't get enough of you.

Jared: Damn. It's Chad's voicemail. Chad, hey, man, there's problems at the mansion. Whitney knows you're not here. So, whatever excuse you come up with had better be damn good.

Jared: Chad's got to be crazy. He's going to throw away his marriage for a piece on the side.

Whitney: For all I know, Chad could be having an affair like I thought before.

Jared: How could he be? He passed the lie detector test.

Whitney: Ok, then, where is he? Theresa just called the office. If he's not at the office and he's not here at the mansion, where could he be?

Jared: Instead of driving ourselves crazy over this, why don't I go look for him. He couldn't have gone far.

Theresa: That's a good idea. I can stay here with Whitney.

Jared: Hey, don't worry. Chad loves you and your little boy more than anything in the world.

Theresa: I'm just going to have some coffee sent up for us.

Whitney: No, you know what? Don't do that because I'm going to find Chad. I'm going to go find him right now.

Theresa: No, honey, Jared is going to go look for him. He's going to bring him back.

Whitney: No offense, but for all I know, Jared could be covering for Chad. What if Chad is at that seedy motel and Jared is going to go warn him -- let him know that I know he's missing?

Theresa: Whitney, stop, ok. I think that you're wrong about Jared and Chad. I don't think that Chad's at that motel having an affair and I don't think that Jared is protecting him.

Whitney: I need to know for sure. Now, can you come with me or not?

Theresa: Absolutely. I'm going to get dressed. You get dressed and then we'll meet right here, ok?

Theresa: But I do think that you're wrong about Chad.

Whitney: And I hope you're right. It's just that my gut is telling me different.

Luis: Fancy, I don't want to fight with you, ok?

Fancy: Then believe me, Luis. The rapist came back here a second time. We fought. I maced him and then I locked him in the closet.

Sheridan: It's such a shame that mixing pills and alcohol can cause such intense hallucination.

Fancy: I didn't have either one.

Luis: Eve, I'm so glad you're here.

Fancy: You asked Dr. Russell to see me?

Luis: Listen, I just want Eve to give you something so that you can sleep so you don't have any more of these bad dreams.

Fancy: I wasn't dreaming before.

Eve: Well, you will now, sweetheart. Sweet dreams are guaranteed.

Fancy: Uh-uh, no, I do not need a sedative. What we need to do is find the rapist before he gets away.

Luis: He's probably long gone by now.

Fancy: Because you think he was never here to begin with.

Eve: I hope you haven't had anything to do with this, Sheridan.

Sheridan: How could you even suggest such a thing?

Eve: Well, considering how you've been behaving towards Luis and Fancy, it's not that difficult, really.

Sheridan: You know what? Instead of lecturing me, why don't you act like a doctor and give Fancy her shot?

Fancy: Will you just please look in the closet again?

Luis: It doesn't matter, Fancy. Guards are stationed all over the estate. They're looking for the rapist. If he's around, they'll find him.

Fancy: He is around, Luis. You have to believe me.

Luis: I do. I just -- I think the best thing for you right now is a little rest, ok?

Fancy: No. Dr. Russell, please.

Eve: Sweetheart, it's just a mild sedative, just something to take the edge off.

Luis: It'll make you think more clearly.

Fancy: All right.

Luis: Come on.

Fancy: Mm.

Eve: It's ok. That's it.

Eve: Just call me on my cell phone if you need me.

Luis: Thanks, Eve.

Sheridan: I'm really worried about Fancy. The rapist wasn't here either time.

Luis: Maybe she was just dreaming.

Sheridan: Or maybe she's doing all of this to get your attention.

Fancy: You hateful bitch, always talking me down to Luis.

Sheridan: Oh!

Sam: Kay, look, I'm sorry for what I said, but this whole situation with your mom -- it's difficult for all of us.

Jessica: But it's Kay's fault Mom is dead, Kay and Dr. Russell. Mom would still be alive if these two hadn't teamed up against her.

Spike: I know what that's like.

Sam: Now, who asked you?

Jessica: Mom's dead. She's dead.

Sam: I know, sweetheart. Losing your mom -- oh, God, it's hard for me, too.

kay: What did I do, Fox? What did I do?

Fox: Hush.

Eve: Grace, I'm so sorry, Grace. I'm so sorry.

Whitney: Hey, you ready?

Theresa: Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, we could just wait for Jared to bring Chad back.

Whitney: No, no, no. Jared could find Chad and cover for him, for all I know. I'm not doing that.

Theresa: Why are you so convinced he's at this motel?

Whitney: 'Cause that's what my gut is telling me. That's why.

Theresa: I think you're wrong, Whitney.

Whitney: Theresa, how many times, how many times have you been set on an idea, and I tried to convince you otherwise, but you stuck to your guns?

Theresa: Lot of times.

Whitney: Ok, well this is my turn with Chad. Look, I don't want to find him in some seedy motel with a slut, but I need to know the truth about my husband, and I need to know now.

Theresa: All right let's go. I think you're wrong about Chad.

Whitney: I hope to God I am, but I need to know the truth because I'm certainly not going to live a lie.

Jared: Don't be here, Chad. Don't be cheating on Whitney. I'll check his favorite room first. Chad, are you in there? It's Jared.

Chad: Baby, you are going to kill me yet.

Jared: Chad, open up.

Chad: This can't be good. Jared, man, what are you doing here?

Jared: I'm saving your cheating butt. Whitney knows you're not at the mansion. If she comes down here and catches you doing what you're doing, you will lose her, you will lose your job, your kid, everything. So, hurry up and get yourself dressed and we'll get out of here before either one of us gets caught.

Fancy: You hateful troublemaker. You just can't stand that Luis loves me more than you.

Luis: Fancy, calm down.

Fancy: No, she's trying to come between us, Luis. You have to see that.

Luis: Ok, just relax. Ok, relax, just let the sedative that Eve gave you take effect, ok?

Sheridan: Really, Fancy, it breaks my heart that you think I would cause so much trouble between you and Luis.

Fancy: Don't buy into her act, Luis.  She just wants me out of the way so she can have you back.

Sheridan: You keep forgetting that I am married to Chris now.  I have adopted James.

Fancy: No, that is what you keep forgetting. I won't let you take Luis away from me, Aunt Sheridan. I won't let you poison his mind against me.

Sheridan: Get some rest, Fancy.

Fancy: So you can put the moves on Luis again?

Sheridan: Sweet dreams.

Fancy: Two-faced snake. I am so on to you.

Jessica: What are we going to do? Mom's gone forever. Now she'll never come home to make things right again.

Sam: I know, I was looking forward to holding your mom in my arms again, thanking God for bringing her back, but that's never going to happen, never.

Eve: Sam...

Spike: Hey, Doc, don't even sweat it. You get used to being hated after a while. I have.

Kay: I'm so sorry.

Jessica: You can't be sorry, Kay. Mom wouldn't be dead if you hadn't kept Ivy's secret. You killed her. You murdered Mom.

Chad: Whitney knows I'm not at the mansion?

Jared: Oh, yeah. I told her I would come look for you so she wouldn't. Now, hurry up. Get your stuff together. We'll get back to the estate. We'll come up with some type of cover story before it's too late.

Chad: Ok, ok, ok, just let me say good-bye.

Jared: No, no, no. You get yourself dressed. I'll say your good-bye.

Chad: No, Jared no!

Jared: Oh, my God.

Theresa: Just stay calm. We don't know for sure that Chad is here.

Whitney: Look, I wake up and my husband is gone. Now if he came to this dump to cheat on me, I'm going to find him and kill him and his lover.

Chad: Oh, my God, it's Whitney.

Jared: Man, she's going to catch you, you and your lover. Your marriage is toast.

Luis: The sedative Eve gave her has finally taken effect. Hopefully, she'll sleep through the night.

Sheridan: And then what?

Luis: What do you mean?

Sheridan: Well, it seems that being raped has traumatized Fancy more than anyone thought possible.

Luis: What, thinking the rapist keeps coming back to attack her again?

Sheridan: Even though there's no proof whatsoever.

Luis: What, you think that Fancy being raped has driven her over the edge that she's actually lost her mind?

[Fancy: Get away from me, you monster! No. Luis! Luis, the rapist is after me again.

Luis: Did you hear that?

Sheridan: You know what? You keep getting undressed. I'll be right back. Would you please be quiet? I am trying to get Luis to have his way with me.

Fancy: I'm being raped.

Sheridan: Well, you asked for it when you went on that stakeout after Luis told you not to.

Luis: You ready?

Sheridan: Am I ever.

Fancy: Luis, Luis, Luis! ]

Luis: Well, she thinks she's been attacked twice since the rape. Maybe she has lost her mind.

Sheridan: Then where would that leave you?

On the Next Passions:

Sam: My wife is dead and you're alive. I'd give anything for it to be the other way around.

Jared: This is it, Chad. It's over, man.

Fancy: No!

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