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Passions Transcript Tuesday 3/20/07 -- Canada; Wednesday 3/21/07 -- USA

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Paloma: Noah, wait.

Noah: Sorry.

Paloma: Noah, it's freezing out here.

Noah: Good.

Paloma: It'll be ok. You'll see.

Noah: When? Paloma, when will it be ok? I thought we were so close tonight. I thought we were finally close to convincing her to leave that creep, but --

Paloma: I know, but that doesn't mean we should give up hope.

Noah: I just don't know what to do anymore. I've failed my sister yet again.

Paloma: Don't blame yourself. You did the best you could.

Noah: Yeah, well, then my best is pretty lousy, huh?

Paloma: Oh, stop it. You know what Jessica's biggest problem is? She's too loving and too trusting. If she was with the right man, she'd grow into a wonderful woman.

Noah: Yeah, but she's not with the right man. She is caught in Spike's web of deceit and lies.

Paloma: Let's pray one day she sees him for what he is and comes home to the people who really love her.

Noah: Yeah, and let's pray that that day is tomorrow. Come here. Oh, God.

Spike: You see that? What'd I tell you? They can't keep their hands off each other.

Jessica: There's nothing wrong with that. They're falling in love.

Spike: Oh, yeah, right, lust maybe. Why do you think that your so-called friend was hanging around, huh? Because you think she gave a damn about you? Hell, no, neither one of them did. All she ever cared about is getting into your brother's pants, and vice versa, all right? I'm sorry, honey, but we're going to have to look after ourselves in this world.

Jessica: I guess so.

Spike: Yeah, good, great. Listen, honey, we got to get you on the clock. Time is money. We got to do this.

Chad: Come on now. I can't wait.

Whitney: Ooh, baby.

Chad: Mm-hmm, I want to see you naked. I want to make love to you right now.

Whitney: Oh, wow. I've never seen you like this before. You're on fire, honey. What's going on?

Sam: There. You'll never hurt yourself while I'm around.

Ivy: Oh, Sam.

[Phone rings]

Ivy: Don't answer that.

Sam: Wait a second. I have to. It's headquarters. It might be an emergency.

Luis: Fancy --

Fancy: I said freeze. You're under arrest.

Luis: Ok. Take it easy.

Sheridan: Are you insane? What do you think you're doing?

Fancy: What does it look like I'm doing? I'm arresting Harmony's number one fugitive.

Sheridan: This doesn't make any sense. You helped Luis escape from the apartment. Why did you follow us up here? Oh, I get it. You can't stand to leave Luis alone, can you?

Theresa: Ethan?

Ethan: Shh, I don't want to talk. You know, we talk too much. And this is what's real, here.

Jessica: Spike, stop. I don't want to work tonight. It's late and it's cold.

Spike: Baby, work will warm you up, honey.

Jessica: But, Spike, you keep saying how much you love me and how you have to protect me. Well, do it, protect me.

Spike: Baby, what do you think I'm doing?

Jessica: Pimping me isn't protecting me.

Spike: Babe, look, you know what this is all about, ok? You and I, we're alone in this cold, cruel world, ok, and I have responsibilities. I got to put a roof over our head, food on the table, clothes on our backs.

Jessica: So I have to work on my back?

Spike: Baby, please. Look, there's a lot of young couples who have it real rough the first couple years.

Jessica: No, not this rough.

Spike: Look, I know, all right, and it tears me up when you go to work, ok? But, baby, you're just -- you're so good at it. But, baby, I can't work in a vacuum, you know? Think of this like a business, ok? I'm management and you're labor.

Jessica: What?

Spike: Baby, listen, you have to do your part, too, or we're not going to make it, ok? We'll be torn apart, all right? And if you think it's tough out here for the two of us, could you imagine being out here on your own, huh? Do you want that to happen? Do you?

Jessica: No, but --

Spike: Ok. No, no, there's no "but" here, there's no "but" here, ok? We are a team, all right, and we're going to pull through this together. And, baby, you got to trust me, honey, I only want what's best for the both of us.

Jessica: Spike --

Spike: Perfect, sweetheart. I'm so glad we got through that one.

Chad: Mmm.

Whitney: Oh. You are an animal, baby!

Whitney: Ok, ok, slow down just a little bit.

Chad: No, uh-uh. I want you right now.

Whitney: Hmm. God, I've never seen you like this before.

Luis: Careful with that thing, Fancy. Yore going to hurt somebody.

Sheridan: Put that thing away, Fancy.

Fancy: You shut up or I'll arrest you, too, for aiding and abetting.

Sheridan: Oh, how dare you.

Luis: No, that's ok, Sheridan. I understand. I trained you well. Fancy's just doing her job.

Sheridan: Bull.

Luis: Should've never let you help me get away. Guilt is a terrible thing.

Sheridan: She doesn't feel guilty about letting you escape. She can't stand to see us alone together for five minutes. That's why she's here.

Luis: No, no, no. That's not true. We already worked that out, right, Fancy, the three of us? Love's about trust. You trust me, right?

Luis: Sam.

Sam: I got here as fast as I could. You know what, I don't want to hear anything from you. Dispatch relayed your message that you located Luis.

Sheridan: You called for backup? You bitch.

Luis: You called Sam?

Fancy: Of course. Smart officers don't work alone.

Sheridan: And you're not furious? She just sold you out.

Luis: Sheridan, please. What did I say? Fancy's only doing her job.

Sam: I reminded Fancy that I can't have cops who turn a blind eye to crime. I told her that she would never get her badge unless she cooperated.

Theresa: That was magical.

Ethan: You know what?

Theresa: Hmm?

Ethan: We could do this every single day if you would just let me in your life, Theresa.

Theresa: No. The blackmailer's not going to let us be together.

Ethan: That -- that sounds so ridiculous, do you know that?

Theresa: I know it is. I don't get it myself, but whoever this person is wants you all to him or herself, or they hate me so much they just don't want me to be happy.

Ethan: Theresa, that's ridiculous. I'm not going to let some blackmailer run my life. And even if you were right -- let's say you're right, let's say there's a criminal out there that wants me -- you think I'm going to go along with it? If it's a man, sorry, not interested. If it's another woman, I'm still not interested because I'm only interested in you.

Theresa: You have to do what the blackmailer wants.

Ethan: I am not going to sleep with this -- this person.

Theresa: I don't want you to, but you just have to think about my brothers, ok? Their fates are in the blackmailer's hand.

Ethan: Theresa, you don't give in to a criminal. You catch him. And we're going to find this sick bastard and we're going to stop him.

Theresa: Or her.

Ethan: And you're sure, you have no idea who this person could be?

Theresa: No, I don't, I don't. However they've contacted me, they make sure that I can't identify them. They call me on the computer, they call me on my cell phone. They disguise their voice. They make it low, they make it raspy. Creeps me out. I think it's Alistair maybe. Maybe he's alive. They have eyes and ears everywhere.

Ethan: Theresa --

Theresa: He could be watching us right now.

Ethan: Listen, we're going to find this person, I swear to you.

Theresa: You sound so confident, but I am telling you I have tried.

Ethan: Then we're going to try harder. Hey, many hands makes light work, right?

Theresa: Right.

Ethan: Right, and we're going to start from the beginning. And I'll tell you where the beginning starts -- with you telling me exactly what this blackmailer has on you. If I had a son and I didn't know it and the mother kept me from being a father to the child, I don't know if I'd ever get over that. It's time. Let's hear it. What is your big secret?

Theresa: I can't tell you.

Ethan: Look, don't start this again, all right? We just made love here and we're about to start the rest of our lives together, and it's going to be wonderful, but you have got to tell me what this blackmailer has on you so you won't be forced to marry Jared, you hear me?

Theresa: I can't tell you.

Ethan: Why are you doing this? I can't believe it. We just -- I mean, we just shared what two people can only share in the most intimate of moments, and you want to hold out on me, you want to keep a secret from me. I mean, I love you. You love me, right?

Theresa: Of course I love you, Ethan.

Ethan: Then just be honest with me about this, please.

Theresa: It's not that simple. This is dangerous, ok, not just for me but for my brothers.

Sheridan: Sam, come on, Luis is your best friend. Is this really necessary?

Sam: He's already managed to escape twice. If I had any brains, I think I would wrap him in chains.

Sheridan: Oh, come on.

Sam: You know what, you'd better watch yourself or else I'll cuff you next.

Sheridan: What?

Sam: I take it you were the one who drove the getaway car?

Luis: Of course not.

Fancy: Oh, give me a break. Of course she did. How did Sheridan get up here if she didn't help you escape?

Luis: All right, I admit it. I forced Sheridan to drive up here.

Fancy: No surprise there.

Sam: I'll question you when you get downtown. Right now, I've got to get you behind bars.

Sheridan: Sam Bennett, I never thought you were a fool until now. You know damn well that Luis is innocent of attacking Fancy and murdering Rae Thomas.

Sam: Doesn't matter what I believe. I have to follow procedure. He's screwed up enough already. I have to go by the book.

Sheridan: Luis is going to jail and it is all your fault.

Luis: It's ok, Fancy. I understand.

Fancy: Do you?

Luis: You're just doing your job. In fact, if you were in my class right now, I would give you top marks.

Fancy: Damn you for being sneaky and selfish, Aunt Sheridan!

Luis: Fancy, don't blame yourself.

Fancy: I don't.

Luis: All right. What's wrong?

Noah: I could kill Spike for what he did to Jessica.

Paloma: At least you're not blaming yourself anymore.

Noah: Yeah, you want to bet?

Paloma: Noah, we tried to help her. We really did.

Noah: You are shaking like a leaf.

Paloma: I'm still not used to these Harmony winters.

Noah: All right, hold on a sec, I'll get something to warm you up.

Paloma: Gracias.

Paloma: Jessica, why didn't you listen to us? We're all pulling for you, but I don't know what to do anymore. I hope you do. You'll watch over her, won't you? Oh, please, God, you know this wasn't her will.

Paloma: That was fast.

Noah: You bet. It's all thanks to Dad's magic thermos. You know, cops never know when they're going to get called out, so he keeps a thermos full of warm goodness always on the sideboard.

Paloma: I should remember that.

Noah: Drink up.

Paloma: Mmm. This is good.

Noah: I hate seeing you all cold and shivering like this. Wow. Look at us. The three of us, so full of promise. At least Kay still has a chance of happiness.

Paloma: You all do.

Noah: Somehow I'm not too optimistic. God, it just breaks my heart that we weren't able to get through to Jessica tonight.

Paloma: I know. But it wasn't because we didn't try.

Noah: What's the point of trying if you don't actually get any results, you know? I just don't know what else we could've done. I mean, we did that whole intervention thing, we arranged it, it's the second intervention. We ran after her when she left the house. We tried to convince her to come home, but --

Paloma: Noah, she's an adult. She's a married woman. We can't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.

Noah: Yeah, I know. I just wish we could, you know? I'm so worried that one day we're going to get a call from the morgue, you know, to come down and identify her body or something.

Jessica: Stop!

Spike: Do not push me away like that, ok? I'm your husband. I have rights.

Jessica: Why should I give it away for free?

Spike: All right.

Jessica: Ok, ok. Go ahead, kiss me.

Spike: Oh, yeah, like you think I really want to now?

Man: Kind of a cold night for a walk.

Spike: Oh, hey, get in there. Hey, no, no, man, we're not walking, man, we're working.

Man: How much?

Spike: Look at this thing, man, look at this. Turn around, baby, turn around. Look at that, look at that. Look at this face, man, look at that. That's a hundred bucks, man.

Man: 50.

Spike: Let me see the money. Sold.

Jessica: No.

Spike: Listen, you show him a good time, ok, honey? Hey, buddy? If she misbehaves, you slap her around a little bit. She loves that.

Jessica: Spike.

Spike: Honey, come on, remember, this is a business, ok, and the customer -- always right. Have fun.

Whitney: Chad, you feel so good, honey. So good.

Vincent: Oh, Chad, you're the best.

Chad: You know I am. Man, being with you? I never knew. I had so many different feelings I never imagined.

Vincent: We're just getting started.

Chad: Oh, yeah.

Whitney: Oh, Chad.

Chad: Whitney? Whitney.

Whitney: Chad?

Whitney: Chad? Honey, what's going on?

Chad: What do you mean?

Whitney: Well, we were making love just now and you just stopped all of a sudden. And why'd you keep saying my name like that?

Chad: Like what?

Whitney: Like, I don't know, you were surprised I was here.

Chad: Oh. What are you -- what are you talking about, baby? Why wouldn't I say your name?

Whitney: Well, it wasn't like that.

Chad: Oh. I love you, ok? I was probably saying your name because I can't believe someone so amazing would agree to be my wife.

Whitney: Well, I can't believe someone so amazing would agree to be my husband, either, but --

Chad: But what?

Whitney: You just seem really different tonight, honey.

Chad: That's a bad thing?

Whitney: Well, no. No, no, no, don't get me wrong, it's amazing. But, I don't know, the way you were making love to me -- it was kind of intense.

Chad: Baby, I'm always intense.

Whitney: That's true. It just seemed like tonight, you were a different man.

Chad: I'm the same man, Whitney. The same man you love. And I love you. Now let me show you how much.

Whitney: Hmm. Wait. Wait a second. I know what this is about.

Chad: What?

Whitney: It's about Vincent, isn't it?

Luis: What is it, Fancy? Why are you looking at me like that? No, you cannot blame yourself for my mess. I know that you didn't have a choice. I know that Sam threatened not to give you your badge if you didn't cooperate and I know how hard that you have worked for it. You just wait, though. It's incredible, that feeling when you have it in your hand.

Sam: All right, let's go.

Sheridan: Wait, this is ridiculous.

Luis: Hey, Fancy? I'll see you at the jail?

Sheridan: You. You are such a bitch.

Fancy: No, you are the bitch. You desert your husband and your son to run after Luis, you help him escape, bring him up here to your little love nest? You just can't stay away from him.

Sheridan: You bet I helped him escape. Someone had to. He was falsely accused of a crime that he did not commit -- by you.

Fancy: I did no such thing.

Sheridan: This just goes to prove how bad you are for Luis. First you accuse him of a crime he did not commit, and then you track him down like a dog and you arrest him. Leave him alone, Fancy. Leave us alone.

Ethan: What the hell's wrong with you? I can't believe what I'm hearing here. You just need to tell me your secret, that's all.

Theresa: No, I can't tell you.

Ethan: Theresa, you're throwing us away by doing this here.

Theresa: No, I don't want to do that.

Ethan: We've been apart half of our lives. We finally have a chance to be together. I'm getting a divorce. I'm going to be able to marry you.

Theresa: No, that's impossible.

Ethan: Forget this blackmailer garbage. Once I clear Luis' and Miguel's names, there's no reason why you and I can't get married.

Theresa: You know, I can give you all the money that you need to win the cases.

Ethan: Honey, I don't need the money. What we need is to know what's going on in your head so that we can get to the bottom of all this craziness, Theresa.

Theresa: I can't tell you.

Ethan: Why can't you tell me? I mean, I want to be with you. We've waited our whole lives to be together and we have our time here. This is our moment. And you know what you're doing? You're blowing it for us. You're blowing it. So you need to tell me what is going on. What is your secret?

Ethan: Theresa, help me. Help me to help you so I can help us. Just tell me what this blackmailer has on you. Then I'll know what we're up against. Please.

Theresa: Ok. If I tell you -- {don't ask me to give up on Ethan. I have loved him my entire life.

Person: Obsessed with him is a better word, and I think I'm being very reasonable. It's not as if I'm asking you to be alone for the rest of your life. I'm telling you to marry a man who can make you and your children happy. Do what I say. Marry Jared and you'll be happy. But defy me and I'll destroy you and your family. Your brother Miguel will go to prison for life for the hit-and-run that put Fox in the hospital, and your brother Luis will get a lethal injection for murdering Rae and for raping Fancy. You and your mother and sister will never be the same.

Theresa: But they're innocent!

Person: Doesn't matter. They'll be convicted. You'll mourn the loss of your brothers for the rest of your life, and you'll know it was all your fault. Your life with Ethan will be doomed. You'll never find happiness.

Theresa: Don't do this.

Person: All the sacrifices your family has made for you will be nothing because you're a self-centered, selfish bitch. }

Ethan: Theresa, what? What?

Theresa: I've made up my mind. I'm not telling you my secret.

Ethan: Why the hell not?

Theresa: If you love me, you will trust me.

Ethan: Trust you? How about trusting me, Theresa?

Ivy: Why didn't I fall in love with a stockbroker?

Theresa: Leave it alone, Ethan.

Ivy: Ethan? What's that little witch done now?

Chad: Vincent? What could he possibly have to do with us tonight?

Whitney: Well, honey, it makes perfect sense.

Chad: What does?

Whitney: Earlier tonight, Valerie was talking about how amazing Vincent was in bed.

Chad: Right.

Whitney: And you're feeling competitive, honey. You're trying to keep up with Vincent, aren't you?

Chad: Are you nuts? I don't have to keep up with Vincent, ok? I love my wife with all my heart. Now let me just show you how much. Baby, I love you, and only you.

Whitney: Hmm.

Noah: Hey, what are you watching?

Paloma: Shh! It's the tail end of "Out of Africa."

Noah: Oh.

Man: But now would be a good time, I feel, to come to some arrangement.

[Turns TV off]

Paloma: I've seen it a million times. Girl meets boy --

Noah: Girl's married to another man, who has syphilis. Girl tries to grow coffee. Girl falls in love with Africa and with a big-game hunter.

Paloma: You know it.

Noah: Of course. "I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong hills." It's one of my favorite books.

Paloma: It's so tragic. And the last scene, where the lions are all over Denys Finch Hatton's grave?

Noah: Yeah, I cried my eyes out the first time I read it.

Paloma: I knew you were an old softie at heart.

Noah: Hey, hey, you know, I used to be quite the little con artist, all right?

Paloma: Oh, I heard.

Noah: Wait, what?

Paloma: That's what I've heard.

Noah: Yeah, I think my father would agree with you. You know, I had him convinced that I was in college for, like, 20 years.

Paloma: You must have had a difficult major.

Noah: Mm-hmm. I think I did.

Paloma: From what I hear, you've grown up a lot since you came back to Harmony.

Noah: Yeah. Yeah, I like to think I did. Of course, having your heart broken a couple of times really does help you grow up.

Paloma: Fancy and Maya. Is that why you fight so hard against getting serious with me? You think I'll break your heart? Noah, I would never do that to you. I care too much for you.

Noah: I care about you a lot as well. I -- I just don't want to rush things, you know? I just -- I want to make sure everything's right between us before we get in too deep.

Paloma: You're a good man. But you worry too much. Everything is right between us.

Man: Yeah, that's it, baby. Oh, yeah.

Sam: Get in. I'm sorry, Luis, but you leave me no choice. Cuffs stay on till you get downtown.

Luis: I understand.

Fancy: Ok, the gloves are off. So you admit what happened up here? I can't believe your gall. What are you going to tell Chris?

Sheridan: About what?

Fancy: Oh, come on.

{Luis: Let's just try and get some sleep, ok? I'm sure you'll feel better in the morning.

Sheridan: Luis? Would you lie down with me until I fall asleep?

Luis: Of course.

Sheridan: Would you please hold me?

Luis: Sure. }

Sheridan: I will tell my husband and son how much I love them.

Fancy: And confess.

Sheridan: Confess what? I will tell them I was up here helping an old friend, which is a lot more than I can say for you.

Fancy: Oh, stop accusing me.

Sheridan: How do you show your man how much you love him? By making him out to be the sick monster that attacked you.

Fancy: I did not.

Sheridan: And now you arrest him and bring his best friend up here to drag him back to jail. Good going, Fancy. Once Luis starts to think about it, he will never forgive you.

Ethan: Look, I'm going to ask you one more time. This will be the last time. Tell me this secret that you're hiding from me.

Theresa: Or?

Ethan: Just do it. Just tell me.

Theresa: No, I can't.

Theresa: Wait, what are you doing?

Ethan: I'm leaving, Theresa.

Theresa: No. No, Ethan, please don't do this.

Ethan: Theresa, why the heck would I stay here? I have no reason to be here.

Theresa: Now, you don't mean that.

Ethan: Theresa, you say you love me, you won't even give me simple honesty.

Theresa: There's nothing simple about this.

Ethan: Hey, hey, we're at an impasse here and there's nothing I can do to help you right now.

Theresa: Well, you can help my brothers.

Ethan: I want to help your brothers, Theresa, but I can't help them if you won't help me. You're not being honest with me. I'm sorry, this is your last chance, your last chance. Either make up your mind and tell me the truth now or I'm out the door.

Ivy: Oh, lie to him, Theresa. Please lie to him.

Theresa: I can't tell you.

Ethan: You can't tell me? Fine, then I'm gone.

Theresa: No, Ethan, don't leave.

Ivy: Oh, whoa.

Ethan: What --

Ivy: Not my room.

Ethan: Mother. What a surprise. You need to mind your own business sometimes, ok?

Ivy: Ok, I was eavesdropping, but I couldn't hear enough, so please tell me what's going on.

Ethan: No, Mother, please stay out of this, all right?

Ivy: I just hate to see you upset and I know that Theresa has done something to hurt you.

Ethan: No, no, actually, Theresa hasn't done anything. That's the problem.

Ivy: Ok, well, just calmly --

Ethan: I'm fine, Mother, I'm fine. I'm not going to calm down. Theresa's ruined my life for the millionth time and I'm gone, I'm out of here. Good night.

Theresa: No, no, Ethan, don't go.

Ethan: I have work to do.

Fancy: I can't believe you. What a selfish, greedy bitch. I mean, we both know why you came up here with Luis. I'm surprised you don't check into jail with him. Oh, that's right -- it's because they tend to separate the male prisoners from the female.

Sheridan: You are such a child.

Fancy: You make no secret out of the fact that you still want Luis, but you want your husband and your child, too? Sheridan, you think you can have it all, but watch out, it is all going to blow up in your face. That is if you don't end up back in the nut house again.

Sheridan: Everything I've done is out of love for Luis. Now you say that you love Luis, but you are nothing but a traitor to him. You are nothing but lethal to him.

Fancy: After what happened up here tonight?

Sheridan: What? What happened up here?

Fancy: Know what, nothing I care about. Don't worry, he's all yours. You won. You don't have to worry about me anymore.

Sheridan: It's about time.

Sam: I radioed in that I have a prisoner coming in. You'd better get ready because you've got a lot of explaining to do.

Luis: I know.

Sam: How could you be so stupid, Luis? You escaped custody not once but twice. Do you know how bad this looks? Good luck finding a jury who doesn't already think you're guilty.

Luis: Just trying to prove my innocence, Sam.

Sam: Well, you have a lawyer. Ethan, remember? Use him.

Luis: I'm being framed. My DNA was found inside of Fancy, my St. Christopher medal found in Rae's dying hand. And even though she hasn't said so, I know that Fancy thinks I'm the one that threw the acid on her. I'm innocent. Just trying to find a way to prove it.

Sam: Look, this escapade hasn't helped you out at all, ok? The evidence against you is mounting.

Luis: I know. In fact, when I start ticking off the evidence against me inside my head, I start thinking that I'm guilty, too.

Chad: That was something else.

Whitney: Sure was, honey. But --

Chad: Uh-uh. Don't tell me you're going to give me some tips for next time, no, no.

Whitney: No.

Chad: Ok, good.

Whitney: Not at all. Are you sure that nothing's wrong? You know, because it just seems like something's on your mind.

Chad: Hey, don't be silly.

Whitney: So you're sure? I mean, just -- I don't know, you just seem like a different man.

Chad: Nothing has changed, baby. I love you with all my heart, Whitney. That'll never change.

Whitney: I love you, too.

Chad: We should get some sleep, ok?

Whitney: Ok.

Vincent: You want me, Chad, even now. You know you do.

Chad: No.

Whitney: What'd you say, sweetie?

Chad: Uh, nothing, sweetie. Just go back to sleep, ok? Shh.

Vincent: You can't give this up, Chad. You know you can't.

Chad: Stop.

Vincent: Come on, Chad. You want it. You know you love me.

Chad: God help me, I do. I shouldn't, ok? I love the risk, the danger. It makes me feel so alive. Whitney can never know.

Chad: Whitney can never know.

Whitney: What can't I know?

Noah: Uh -- we shouldn't do this. I mean, we should wait.

Paloma: We've waited long enough.

Jessica: I feel so dirty. Why do I let Spike do that to me?

Jessica: I'll never have a love like that. I wish I'd never been born.

Luis: Sam, roll down the window. Please? Fancy, come here. Fancy. Please? I want you to know I meant what I said earlier. I understand exactly why you did what you did.

Fancy: I'm a cop. Or will be soon.

Luis: I know. You did the right thing. The way I see it, I've got two options -- either life in jail or the death penalty.

Fancy: Don't say that.

Luis: I just want you to know I think -- I think you made the right choice to end us.

[Car starts]

Sam: Fancy, that's enough. We've got to go.

Luis: Sam, wait. Wait!

Sheridan: Sorry, Fancy. This is the way it has to be.

Theresa: You can't leave.

Ethan: I'm done wasting my time here. Either you're going to tell me what you're hiding or my hands are tied. But I do have to get to work because your brothers deserve some kind of a defense, Theresa. Whatever. I'm gone.

Ivy: Thank you for cheering me up, Theresa. I don't know what you did this time, but whatever it is, I think you actually might be history.

Theresa: Go away, Ivy.

Ivy: Oh, you know what Ethan's like. Once he makes up his mind, that's it. I don't think you're ever going to get your hooks into my son now.

On the Next Passions:

Fancy: Behind that sincere smile of yours, you're the worst liar I've ever met.

Chris: Is our marriage over?

Ethan: Trust in our love enough to tell me the truth.

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