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Passions Transcript Tuesday 2/13/07 -- Canada; Wednesday 2/14/07 -- USA

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Kay: Jessica?  Jessica, what are you doing?  Don't drink.  You were doing so well. 

Jessica: I'll do a lot better now.

Kay: Jess. 

Jessica: I don't need a babysitter, Kay.

Miguel: Jess, who did this?  Who was here with you, Jess?

Paloma: Man, it was hot in there.  In more ways than one.

{Paloma: Oh, how sweet.  What is this for?

Noah: Don't tell me you've forgotten what day it is.  It is the day when true lovers expose their hearts to one another, St. Valentine's Day.  }

Paloma: Maybe dreams do come true. 

Noah: What?

Paloma: What? 

Noah: I was wondering where you'd gone. 

Paloma: You were?

Noah: Yeah, I have something for you.

Paloma: Really? 

Whitney: Theresa, have you seen Chad anywhere?

Theresa: No, no, not for a while.

Whitney: Damn it.  I know he didn't leave without me.

Theresa: Is everything ok?

Whitney: Um, no, actually, something terrible has happened. 

Theresa: Did you guys get into a fight on Valentine's Day?

Whitney: No, no, no, nothing like that.  It  has to do with Rae and Simone.  Rae was murdered.

Theresa: Oh my God.

Whitney: Yeah, she's in the storeroom, and there's blood everywhere, and Simone is a complete wreck.  I mean, I had no idea how much she truly loved Rae.

Theresa: Another murder in Harmony.  Who's doing this, Whitney?

Whitney: I don't know, I don't know, but whoever it is, I hope they find him and they make him pay.

Simone: You killed her, Luis.  You murdered my Rae. 

Luis: Simone, I didn't do this.

Simone: Arrest him, Sam!  Rae had his St. Christopher medal in her hand.  She must have grabbed it off of him when he killed her.

Sam: Simone, I promise you, we'll get to the bottom of this.

Luis: Sam, I didn't do this.  Simone,  I was with Fancy the whole night. 

Simone: I saw, Luis.  I saw when I was waiting for Rae.  I saw her out there alone.  There was a time when nobody saw you and nobody saw Rae, and that's when you killed her.

Luis: Simone, this does not make any sense.  Rae called me.  We came down here to talk to her.  She said that she had information about Fancy's attacker. 

Simone: Sure.

Luis: Simone, she could have cleared my name.  Why would I hurt her?

Simone:  Maybe she didn't want to clear your name.  Maybe she knew that you were the peeping tom and she was going to expose you for what you are, a rapist, a murderer.  You murdered my Rae.  You murdered the one good thing in my life.

Paloma: So, what do you have for me, Noah?

Noah: Huh?  Your cell phone.  You left it on the bar.

Paloma: Oh, gracias.

Noah: You're welcome.

Noah: You seem disappointed. Were you expecting something else?

Paloma: No. Thank you for finding this. I'm always losing things.

Noah: Really?

Paloma: Mm-hmm.

Noah: Oh. Well, in that case, I don't think I should, you know, give you the other thing that I have for you.

Paloma: What other thing?

Noah: Uh -- well, it's silly, really, but, I mean, it is Valentine's Day.

Paloma: Yes, it is. But Valentine's Day is only for lovers, and you made it pretty clear that I'm too young for you.

Noah: Yes, you are young. But maybe the problem is that -- that I'm too old for you. But even still, I don't think it's wrong for me to give you something on Valentine's Day, you know. Now, it's not much, you know, because all the shops were closed and I went to this little --

Paloma: Ok, what is it?

Noah: All right, now, don't take this the wrong way.

Paloma: Mm-hmm. So you do still think I'm still a child.

Noah: No, no, that's not my intention.

Paloma: Oh. So what was your intention?

Noah: Uh -- well, first of all, to wish you a happy Valentine's Day. And to tell you that you are beautiful.

Paloma: And?

Noah: And, um, sexy.

Paloma: Better. And?

Noah: And --

Paloma: Look! Look! Do you see him? He's running through the parking lot, a man in a black mask. He must be the peeping tom. I've got to catch him.

Noah: No, no, no, Paloma, let me go.

Paloma: Noah, I'm training to be a police officer. I can handle this.

Noah: What? God, I can't let her run after some criminal. She's such a little thing. I just --

Whitney: Voice mail again. Where is Chad? He told me he was going to wait for me.

Theresa: You know, I thought that Ethan was here, too. I can't find him anywhere.

Whitney: Oh, well, about that -- Jared showed up and he and Ethan ended up duking it out in the parking lot.

Theresa: Oh, my God.

Whitney: Yeah, Jared made it perfectly clear that he was not going to give you up without a fight.

Theresa: Well, what else could go wrong tonight?

Whitney: What do you mean?

Theresa: Well, here. Why don't you read the text message?

Whitney: Ok. "Ethan is really Little Ethan's father"? "If you pursue Ethan, you will lose your son, all the Crane money and power, and your brothers will go to jail for the rest of their lives." Oh, my God. Gwen knows that Ethan is really Little Ethan's father.

Theresa: Well, if it is from Gwen.

Whitney: What do you mean?

Theresa: Well, when my mother and I confronted Rebecca, she didn't know anything about the text message, and they're like thick as thieves, Whitney. So thank God my mother shut me up before I revealed what it said.

Whitney: Ok, so you don't think it was Gwen who sent this?

Theresa: I don't know what to think.

Whitney: I mean, how could she have found out that Ethan really Little Ethan's father?

Theresa: I don't know. I don't know how anyone could have found out.

Simone: Murderer.

Luis: It wasn't me, Simone.

Luis: Simone, it wasn't me, ok. I would never hurt anyone. I never touched Rae. I would never kill anyone.

Simone: Oh, and you never raped anyone either, right?

Sam: Simone.

Simone: He was arrested for it, wasn't he?

Luis: And you believe that?

Simone: Anybody with any sense believes that.

Fancy: Ok, Simone, I know you're hurting --but

Simone: You know what, Fancy, you'd better watch out because you're going to be next.

T.C.: Honey, I know that you're hurting, ok, but Luis is our friend. You don't know that he did this.

Simone: Then how did his medal get in her hand? How did it get there?

Luis: I don't know. The last time that I remember wearing it was in Fancy's bedroom at the mansion. I didn't even see Rae tonight.

Simone: I can't believe she left me. I wish it was me.

Eve: Oh, baby, please don't say that.

Simone: She was my life, Mom!

Luis: I don't know, Sam. I don't know how any of this happened. I didn't kill Rae. I didn't attack Fancy. You know I would never do these awful things.

Miguel: Jessica, who have you been drinking with?

Jessica: No one.

Miguel: Then why are there two glasses?

Jessica: Great, you caught me. Loser Jessica didn't want it to look like I was eating all alone on Valentine's Day. Mmm. There, now there's only one glass left. Happy? Oh, what's the matter? Oh, that's right, you guys don't want me to drink.

Kay: Jessica, don't.

Miguel: Look, Jessica, I'm not judging you. All I want is for you to tell Kay what we talked about earlier -- about the fake Charity, about the masks, about the woman we saw here tonight at the diner, Jess. You know how important this is to me, Jessica. You know the trruth.  You can help me and Kay finally be together, be the family we're meant to be with Maria.

{Julian: It's rather unfair, isn't it?

Jessica: What?

Julian: Well, that Kay should get all the happiness and you get all the pain. }

Miguel: Jess? Come on, please. Tell Kay about the fake Charity we saw. You have it in your power to make your sister happy for life, Jessica.

Spike: Oh, great. Where you been? You have any idea how long I've been waiting out here for you?

Julian: You'll wait until I'm good and ready for you.

Spike: Well, why'd you want to meet? Hey, this better not be about Fox. Ok, I told you he asked me to really run him down. He said he didn't want it to look like a staged hit-and-run, he wanted it to be real, so I did it.

Julian: You almost killed him, you idiot!

Spike: Oh, great, great. Blame the guy who does a good job, huh? You want to blame someone, you ought to blame that stupid son of yours.

Julian: You don't say that!

Spike: Better get real, old man. I do not want to have to hurt you, so you'd better listen up! I've had about enough of your crap, ok? Now, listen, you asked me to do something and I did it. Now, if you don't watch out, I may take my little story to the cops.

Julian: You wouldn't dare.

Spike: Really? It's funny, huh? You want to try me? I'm sure that Luis and my dear father-in-law Chief Bennett would be more than thrilled to find out that you paid me to set Miguel up.

Julian: But you see, you would go to jail yourself, and you would never do that.

Spike: You do not know what I'm capable of. I'd be careful if I was you.

Julian: To threaten a Crane -- you must be incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Which one is it? Let me spell this out to you. If my son dies, you will die, too.

Spike: Ooh, I'm just so scared.

Julian: Oh, my young friend, you should be. Oh, what has happened to my life? When my dear, dear father was alive, we dealt with the finest mercenaries and assassins on the face of this planet. Now I'm saddled with the likes of you.

Spike: You know what? I don't care what you think about me as long as I'm getting paid.

Julian: You really think that you're worth all that? You know, I think your connection to my family has something more to do with my father's perverse sense of humor. He always had a taste for slumming.

Spike: Hey, your old man used me. You know why? Because I'm damn good at what I do.

Julian: Oh, I see. Well, speaking of my father, there may be some difficulty with one of his final projects.

Spike: What?

Julian: Your wife. She may prove to be a problem. A problem that you're going to have to deal with.

Spike: Ok, now, what's Jess done?

Julian: She saw something she shouldn't have seen. She was drunk, so no one believes her when she tells people about it, but she won't shut up about it. She's convinced Miguel that she was right, and he wants her to try to convince Kay of the same thing. It's your job to keep them quiet.

Spike: Wait, wait, does that have anything to do with that fake Charity and Miguel that Fox hired?

Julian: Yes. See, Jessica's a loose cannon and she's a drunk. Sooner or later someone's going to listen to what she has to say. I tried to use a little persuasion earlier, but I don't know how long that's going to last. You're going to have to take care of her.

Spike: Yeah, you got it.

Julian: I mean it, Spike. Don't you fail me on this. You make sure that Jessica doesn't tell Kay or anyone else about what she saw.

Spike: Hey, have I introduced you to my little friend? Don't worry. I'll make sure my little wife keeps her mouth shut. That may mean permanently.

Miguel: Jess, why aren't you saying anything? Please, tell Kay what you saw, Jess. Look, Kay, it all goes back to that night on the wharf. Jessica saw a man that looked liked me and a woman that looked like Charity. She saw them take off their masks, Kay. Jessica heard them talking about being hired to fool you. Fox hired them to trick you into marrying him.

Kay: Right, this was the same night that Jess was drunk and said she saw aliens?

Miguel: That doesn't mean it didn't happen, Kay. The woman was here tonight in this diner. Jessica saw her face. It was the same woman, Kay. Jessica, please. Please tell Kay about the fake Charity we saw here a while ago.

Jessica: I don't have any idea what you're talking about.

Eve: Simone, honey? The ambulance is here to take Rae downtown.

Simone: No, they can't take her. They can't take her. I won't let them.

Eve: Sweetheart, Rae is not here. She's up in heaven.

Simone: You can't have her.

Eve: I know it hurts, but you're going to have to let them take her, honey.

Simone: Don't touch her! I'm warning you, don't touch her.

Paramedic: Doctor?

Eve: Sam, T.C.?

T.C.: Honey, you heard your mother. Rae's in a better place. Come on. Come on.

Simone: Not without me! Not without me.

Luis: I can't stand this. I didn't do it.

Fancy: Right.

Luis: You know I didn't do this, right?

Fancy: If only we knew what Rae had to tell us about my attacker.

Luis: Well, that's why she was killed. Whoever did this knew that Rae was going to talk.

T.C.: It's all right.

Simone: No! No!

T.C.: Sweetheart, there's nothing you can do for her now.

Simone: No. Please, you can't go. You can't. You can't leave me alone. Please, I don't want to be. Please, you can't leave me. You can't leave me alone. Don't leave me.

Paloma: I've got you! You'd better give yourself up!

Noah: Whoa, whoa! Careful with that gun.

Paloma: Noah, stay back!

Noah: Did you see where he went?

Paloma: I said stay back! I don't want a bystander to get hurt. Let me do my job.

Paloma: I know you're around here somewhere. Don't make it harder on yourself.

Theresa: So the only people who know my secret are you, my mother, and Chad.

Whitney: Exactly, so who could have sent the text message? I mean, I swear to you, I've never told the a soul. I never told anybody that Ethan is really Little Ethan's father, and neither has Chad.

Theresa: No, I know, I know. I mean, I trust you guys like you're my family.

Whitney: So what are you going to do?

Theresa: I don't have a choice. I mean, right now I have to use all the Crane money and influence to clear my brothers' names, so I can't tell Ethan the truth.

Whitney: Ok, well, that means you have to stay away from Ethan. Because the text message made it clear that if you don't, the truth is going to be exposed.

Theresa: I know. I'm going to have to go along with it. Until my brothers are safe from prison, I've got to back away from Ethan. But then I'm going to tell Ethan about our son and we're going to be a family, permanently.

Whitney: Well, just don't forget about Jared, ok, because, you know, he definitely wants you back.

Theresa: You know, you told me that you supported me when I said I that I wanted to be with Ethan.

Whitney: I know, I know, and I do. It's just -- I just want you to be happy. And I know you love Ethan, but you did have real feelings for Jared, too.

Theresa: I know. I just -- look, Ethan is the love of my life, Whitney, and I finally have a chance to be with him. But if something doesn't happen soon, I could lose him. You know, it's really unfair. I finally have a chance to be with Ethan, the man that I have loved forever, and it's just been ripped away from me.

Whitney: Honey, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just wish I knew who sent that stupid text message. You know, let's just hope it's not Gwen, ok, because she definitely has the most to gain here.

Theresa: Yeah, I know, I know. I just -- you know, I really thought that it was Gwen at first, I did, but my gut's telling me it's somebody else.

Whitney: Yeah, but who? Who else knows that Ethan is really Little Ethan's father?

Theresa: I don't know.

Valerie: Happy Valentine's Day, Theresa. You, too, Whitney.

Theresa: Yeah, you, too. Valerie? Can I ask you a question? You remember the letter that I wrote that I attached to my will, the one that wasn't supposed to be opened till after my death?

Valerie: Yes.

Theresa: Did you read it?

Miguel: Jessica, how can you say that? You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're the one that told me about the fake Charity. You saw her run. You said you'd tell Kay.

Jessica: Hmm. You've got some imagination.

Kay: More lies? Miguel, why did I come down here with you?

Miguel: Look, I'm not the one that's lying, Kay, Jessica is.

Jessica: Oh, now I'm a drunk and a liar and a druggie and a whore. Mom sure would be proud.

Miguel: Jessica, well, then just tell her. Please don't do this. Don't do this to us, to your own sister. You know how important this is.

Kay: Miguel, stop, ok? She's drunk.

Jessica: I'm not drunk enough yet, but give me two minutes.

Kay: Jessica --

Jessica: Shut up, Kay.

Miguel: Look, I don't know why Jessica won't tell you about what she saw. The impostor was here tonight, Kay, in the diner.

Kay: Miguel, stop! I don't know why I came down here with you. I know what I saw at the hospital, and that was you and Charity kissing. For crying out loud, it's on videotape. And you did a lot more than kiss her at my bridal shower. You're still in love with her.

Miguel: I'm not, Kay.

Kay: Ok, you know what? That's the only explanation, no matter what you -- stop it.

Miguel: Look, just listen to me, Kay, please. Look, I don't know how to explain any of this, but I love you. And I haven't seen Charity. Just -- please just trust me.

Kay: Trust you? After everything you've done? Ok, no, no, no. This is too hard. Every time I try to give you the benefit of the doubt, the truth just slaps me right in the face.

Miguel: But it's not the truth, Kay.

Kay: Ok.

Kay: Hello? Yes, this is she. Oh, my God. Ok, ok, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll be right there. Thanks for calling.  Okay, I've got to go. There's been a change in Fox's condition and they won't tell me what it is over the phone, so I have to get there.

Jessica: Maybe he's dead.

Miguel: Jessica, shut up.

Kay's voice: Tabitha said someone was going to die tonight. What if it's Fox?

Miguel: Kay, wait. Why the hell wouldn't you just tell Kay? Why didn't you tell her about the Charity impostor?

Jessica: Now maybe Kay will know what it feels like.

Eve: Sweetheart, I want you to come home with us, ok? I don't think that you should be alone.

Simone: But I am alone. I just lost Rae. I lost the woman that I love, and I have no one.

T.C.: Honey, you have us, ok? Come on.

Sam: We've got to get a report out on this immediately. I'm going to have this whole area closed off. Forensics team will get in here and sweep for any evidence that they can find.

Luis: You've go to believe me. I do not have any idea how my St. Christopher medal ended up in Rae's hand. Rae called me when we were at Eve's office. She said that she had information about Fancy's attacker and to come down here.

Sam: Did Rae tell you this?

Fancy: Uh, no, no, she called Luis.

Sam: Well, did you hear the phone conversation at all?

Fancy: No, I was out of the room with Eve.

Luis: Hold on, what are you getting at here?

Sam: Luis -- Luis, this doesn't look good. I mean, your medal was found in the victim's hand. There's no way to prove why she called you. She could even say that she called to tell you that she was going to turn you in.

Luis: What? Why would she call me? Why wouldn't she call Fancy or you or 911?

Sam: Look, I don't know. I just can't make any sense of this.

Luis: Oh, and I can?

Sam: Luis, look at me. I don't believe that you killed Rae, ok, but the evidence is pointing in your direction.

Luis: I know! I can't make any sense of this either. The only thing I can make sense of is someone is setting me up to take a fall.

Fancy: But who?

Sam: Yeah, who would do this?

Luis: I don't know that either. All I know is this all started at the stakeout. Now, if I can find that guy who attacked you, I can prove that I'm innocent.

Paloma: Freeze! Turn around!

Noah: Wow.

Paloma: You're my witness. He fell on his own, right?

Noah: Uh, right, yeah.

Paloma: I don't want any charges of police brutality to ruin this moment.

Noah: Paloma, you are amazing.

Paloma: Why did you follow me? I told you to stay back.

Noah: I was worried. I wanted to protect you. I guess in this situation, you'd be protecting me, huh? You're really good at this, Paloma, I mean, especially all that, you know, Bruce Lee stuff.

Paloma: I told you, I'm a good cop, I'm not a little girl.

Noah: Yeah, I guess not.

Paloma: There. He's not going anywhere. I got him, Noah.

Noah: Yes, you did. It's the peeping tom, the guy who attacked Fancy.

Paloma: I can't wait to tell Luis. This arrest will prove my brother's innocence.

Valerie: Really, Theresa, you've accused me of some terrible things in the past, but this -- I don't read anything marked confidential.

Theresa: You sure about that? Because I know I would be tempted to read something from beyond the grave.

Valerie: Theresa, no. Why, what is going on?

Theresa: Nothing. You know what -- I'm sorry. I'm sorry I asked.

Valerie: Well, you seem upset.

Theresa: Yeah, I'm a little upset. Yeah, it's been a rough night tonight, mm-hmm. I just didn't mean to offend you. I apologize.

Valerie: Well, it's all right. I hope you know that you can always trust me.

Theresa: Can I, Valerie? I mean, even with your rather lurid private life?

Valerie: My personal life has nothing to do with my job. If having an active sex life disqualified one for a position of trust at Crane, we'd both be out of a job, wouldn't we?

Theresa: Guess I deserve that. All right, Valerie. I trust you. Let me buy you a drink.

Valerie: No, thanks. I just came over to say hi. I need to get back to Vincent.

Whitney: Vincent? You're still seeing Vincent?

Valerie: Oh, yes. We're like this. He's amazing. I can't thank you enough for setting us up together.

Whitney: Oh --

Valerie: Maybe my lurid personal life is a thing of the past. Have a good night, ladies.

Theresa: Yeah, you, too. Well.

Whitney: Come on, Theresa, you don't really think that Valerie sent the text message?

Theresa: No. No, I'm grasping at straws. I mean, she doesn't have anything to gain by ruining my life. I mean, she wouldn't have received those promotions if, you know, I didn't give it to her.

Whitney: Yeah, exactly, so who sent it?

Theresa: I don't know, Whitney. But I'm going to find out and I'm going to stop them, because I'm not going to let my brothers go to prison and I won't lose Ethan.

Jessica: Oh, what have I done now? I should've told Kay the truth. I hurt my own sister. She has a chance to find happiness with Miguel and I stole it from her.

Jessica: I'm a terrible person. Mom wouldn't even know me anymore.

Jessica: No. I have to tell Kay. I can't ruin her life this way.

Vincent: Ladies. Happy Valentine's Day.

Theresa: You, too.

Whitney: Vincent.

Vincent: Valerie was worried about you. She said you seemed upset about something.

Theresa: Did she? Hey, Vincent, can you do me a favor? Next time you talk to Valerie, can you remind her that any information regarding her boss is confidential?

Vincent: Is everything all right?

Theresa: If something were wrong, do you really think that I would tell you, a reporter from the sleaziest tabloid in the country?

Vincent: I suppose not. Hey, but you can't fault a guy for trying, right?

Theresa: Right. Let me ask you a question. Have you heard anything about me from your resources lately? Any nasty rumors or hints about anything?

Vincent: Why? Should I have?

Theresa: Humor me.

Vincent: Well, you're always on any reporters' top 10 list. That's only natural, being that you're the number one honcho at Crane industries. But since you've been so good to Valerie, I'll level with you. No, I haven't heard anyone whispering about you recently. And let me tell you, if there's something negative out there about you, I'll be the first to know.

Theresa: Thank you.

Vincent: Right. You ladies have a good night.

Whitney: You, too, Vincent.

Whitney: Ok, what's going on? I know that look in your eye. What are you up to?

Theresa: I think I'm going to buy myself a little present... my very own tabloid reporter.

Whitney: What are you talking about?

Theresa: I want to put Vincent on the payroll. I mean, Whitney, he's got a nose for news. He hears about every bit of dirt before it even happens. He has access to information that other people don't. He's like J.T. Cornell. And I think Vincent could be a very big help to me.

Kay: Shoot. Taxi!

Miguel: Look, Kay, would you just listen to me, please?

Kay: Leave me alone, ok? I've got to get a taxi to take me to the hospital.

Miguel: Kay, this is Harmony. We have, like, two taxis. I have my mother's car. Let me just drive you.

Kay: Get away from me.

Miguel: Look, I don't know why Jessica lied back there, but you have to believe me, Kay. I've been set up.

Kay: You know what, leave my sister out of this, ok? She's obviously drunk. She doesn't know what she saw. Nothing's changed, Miguel, not a damn thing.

Miguel: I love you.

Kay: Stop saying that. Ok, you keep saying how you're set up, but you have no proof. I know what I saw on that tape and I know what I saw at Tabitha's.

Miguel: But, Kay, if you'd just--

Kay: No, ok? Stop. I've got to get to the hospital. I have to get to my husband. I need to be there by his side. Oh, taxi.

Miguel: I will find proof that I've been set up, Kay. I swear.

Spike: Whoa, baby. Hey, watch where you're going, sweetie.

Jessica: Sorry.

Spike: Where you off to, honey?

Jessica: Oh, I have to find Kay. I have to tell her the truth.

Spike: Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby, wait. Just calm down, ok? Tell Spike what's going on, all right?

Jessica: Oh, you wouldn't believe it. Miguel brought Kay here. And to tell Kay about the fake Charity I saw here tonight.

Spike: Fake Charity?

Jessica: An impostor.

Spike: You know, I knew that chick was too much of a goodie-goodie to be for real.

Jessica: No, I lied. Julian Crane was here earlier and he said some things about Kay that got to me. I let myself believe that Kay was to blame for what happened to my mom. I'm so confused, Spike. I just wanted Kay to be as unhappy as I am.

Spike: Baby, wait a minute, honey. What do you got to be unhappy about, sweetie? Honey, you got me, don't you?

Jessica: Yes.

Spike: Ok.

Jessica: Why did I listen to Julian? I have to find Kay. I have to tell her the truth.

Spike: Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby, hey, come here. Listen, you need to calm down, ok? Look, why don't we just go for a walk and we'll talk about it, ok? Come on, sweetie, let's go. Let me get this for you, baby.

Whitney: Honey I don't understand how having Vincent on the payroll would help you in any way.

Theresa: Ok, J.T. Cornell knew that Ethan is Little Ethan's father, right? That's how I found out in Rome, when he told me. Now, he had this USB memory stick that held all of his secrets, and it's missing. Now, I think it has the proof that Ethan is really Little Ethan's father, as well as the proof that Gwen and Rebecca were the ones who exposed Ethan's true paternity. I think someone has that memory stick, and whoever that person is, is the one who sent me the text message, supposedly from Gwen.

Whitney: Yeah, but who would want you to stay away from Ethan? I mean, who would gain from that?

Theresa: I don't know. But this is the only explanation I can come up with. Someone's got that memory stick, and I need Vincent to help me find out who it is.

Whitney: And then?

Theresa: And then I'll put a stop to them.

Sam: I may have to ask Simone a few more questions.

Eve: I know, Sam. Just no more tonight, please. She's just been through the ringer.

Sam: Oh, sure, I understand.

Eve: All right, baby, come on.

Simone: I know you killed Rae, Luis.

Luis: Simone, I didn't --

Simone: Don't talk to me. You wanted to stop her from exposing you. You took the woman I love from me. And I promise you, I will make you pay for it.

Eve: Simone, no.

T.C.: Come on, honey.

Simone: You remember, Luis. I'll get you.

Luis: I've known that girl ever since she was born. Damn it. I've got to find the guy who did this. I've got to be able to prove my innocence, Sam.

Luis: Lopez-Fitzgerald.

Paloma: Luis, it's me. You won't believe this. I got the peeping tom.

Luis: What?

Paloma: Yeah, you have to come here right away. I got the creep who raped Fancy. I'm on 31st street, two blocks from the Blue Note. Hurry.

Luis: I'm on my way. Paloma caught the peeping tom.

Sam: Let's go.

Luis: This the chance for me to prove my innocence!

On the Next Passions:

Julian: If Fox dies, so will you, Spike.

Man: You'll never track me down and you'll never stop me.

Paloma: I did it. I got the creep who raped Fancy

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