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Passions Transcript Wednesday 4/4/07 -- Canada; Thursday 4/5/07 -- USA

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Provided By Glynis & Eric
Proofread By Jodi

Noah: It's never been like this for me.

Paloma: You're such a romantic.

Noah: Only with the right woman.

Paloma: What a night. I can't believe you went to all that trouble making the wharf look like my hometown in Mexico.

Noah: That was no trouble at all. It makes me happy to do things for you. Besides, I like to think of Harmony as your new hometown.

Paloma: I feel like home here in your arms. I'm glad we waited for the perfect time to make love.

Noah: Me, too. But I think that we should be making up for lost time, of course.

Chad: You sick, twisted bastard.

Vincent: That's right, keep hitting me.

Chad: I love Whitney.

Vincent: No, you love me, and you love this.

Chad: The hell I do. I will kill you.

Vincent: [Laughs] You can't get enough of me. You're on fire right now and you know it.

Chad: I hate you.

Vincent: No, that's a lie, and Whitney's going to find out sooner or later.

Chad: Shut up or I'll shut you up for good! You leave my wife out of this.

[Carnival music]

Tabitha: Wow! This is a night to celebrate, my pet. The little pinpoints of happiness are back in their jar where they belong and they will never see the light of day again. So, let's have some fun at this silly little carnival, shall we?

Tabitha: Where shall we start, huh? The Ferris wheel? Or skee-ball? You never know, we might be able to stir up some evil mayhem while we're about it, huh?

Tabitha: Andiamo.

Witch: [Shrieks] Cross my palm with silver and I'll tell you a good fortune.

Tabitha: You have got to be kidding.

Tabitha: That is the absolute limit.

{Sam: You're my daughter, and I love you, and your family loves you. If you decide to come home, nothing would make us happier. }

Jessica: I can go home again. I can start my life over. I can start right now.

Spike: Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you.

Jessica: Ok, Spike, what's wrong, and what happened to your hair?

Spike: What are you looking at me like that for? Oh! Oh!

Jessica: Yeah, your hair -- it's, um, very poofy. Carrot Top looks better than you do.

Spike: I know that.

Jessica: Then why did you do that to yourself?

Spike: I didn't!

Spike: She did it. She did it.

Ethan: Thought I'd find you here. We've got to talk.

Theresa: No -- no, no, don't start with me.

Ethan: Theresa, listen to me. Listen to me. I just came back from talking to Miguel.

Theresa: How did he take the news?

Ethan: About as good as you can expect. I mean, it's like the whole world has gone crazy, Theresa. I told him that if something big doesn't happen in order to change things, then he might end up going to prison.

Theresa: No, you have to keep trying.

Ethan: I'm going to keep trying, but I feel like I failed. I feel like I failed your mother, your brothers and especially you, because your brothers' cases against them keep getting stronger and stronger. There's nothing --

Theresa: I don't blame you. No one does. None of this is your fault. I did this, Ethan.

Ethan: Yeah, but the person that's blackmailing you wants me. It's like I'm the root of this whole problem here.

Theresa: You're not responsible for any of this.

Ethan: It feels like I am. And I want to help your brothers. There's so many things I want to do for your brothers. But the worst part about this is I can't stop thinking about you, and how we should be married and how you should not be with --

Theresa: Stop, stop. We're not going to be together. Ok, I am married to Jared.

Theresa: Do you hear me? Are you listening to me right now? I married Jared. I did exactly what you wanted. Ethan is free of me forever!

Paloma: Si, Noah.

Noah: Oh, yes.

Paloma: Oh, let's --

Noah: Yes. Mm -- no, no, wait, wait, wait.

Paloma: What?

Noah: Uh, I can't.

Paloma: Why not?

Noah: I just can't.

Paloma: Did I do something wrong?

Noah: No, no, it's not you at all. It's me -- I have done something wrong. I have done something very, very wrong.

Paloma: Noah, you're scaring me.

Noah: My mother -- she raised me to be a perfect gentleman and I just don't make love casually.

Paloma: Well, that's obvious, the way you make me wait.

Noah: I should have told you this before we made love.

Paloma: Told me what? Noah, what is it? Is it bad? Please don't tell me it's something bad.

Noah: It's bad... and it's permanent.

Witch: Come on out, ducky. I won't bite.

Tabitha: Be off with you. How dare you frighten my daughter this way?

Witch: Don't you mean your granddaughter?

Tabitha: Oh! You should be ashamed of yourself. If you think this is the way witches look, you are sorely mistaken.

Witch: Oh --

Tabitha: I despise stereotypes. Witches don't get old and ugly and grow hunchbacks. We stay -- they stay young and vibrant. They take care of themselves, they get their calcium, they do their yoga. They invented yoga. What sort of ignoramus are you?

Whitney: Tabitha, Tabitha, honey, what's wrong here?

Tabitha: This ridiculous- looking woman frightened my little Endora.

Witch: I -- I'm sorry, lady. You know we're supposed to -- I just dress in character, I'm supposed to interact with the customers and get them into the fortune telling booth. I'm -- I'm really sorry if I offended you, but --

Tabitha: It isn't enough to say you're sorry.

Witch: Well, then, I just will be going.

Tabitha: Where did she go, sweet pea?

Tabitha: Perfect. Serves her right. The girls down in Salem will know what to do with her. Imposter witch.

Whitney: Excuse me?

Tabitha: Oh, uh, I was just telling Endora she doesn't need to be frightened anymore.

Whitney: Oh.

Jessica: What is wrong with you?

Spike: It's that old bag, Tabitha Lenox. She's -- she's evil! She's a witch, or -- or something.

Jessica: A witch? Ok, Spike, come on.

Spike: Listen, you would not believe what happened at that house. You wouldn't believe it.

Jessica: You're crazy. I've lived next door to Tabitha my whole life. Yes, she's a little eccentric, but she's no witch.

Spike: Listen to me. I mean, you've got to believe me. She's got hell in her basement. Hell!

Theresa: Are you listening? I did exactly what you wanted, now you have to forgive me! Please, stop punishing my family! You can punish me, just leave my brothers alone!

Ethan: Theresa, you don't deserve to be punished. You haven't done anything wrong here.

Theresa: You have no idea what I have done, Ethan.

Ethan: You are a beautiful, loving woman who's just trying to do best by her family, that's all. It's this damn blackmailer's fault. This sick, perverted psycho!

Theresa: Just stop. Please, you'll upset him. Please don't.

Ethan: I'm not going to give in to this guy. We are not going to give in to this blackmailer.

Theresa: Ethan, I did, I married Jared.

Ethan: Yeah, I know you did. And we're going to undo that. As soon as we figure out who this blackmailer is, we'll rectify that situation.

Theresa: And we'll break his heart.

Ethan: Yeah, we'll break his heart. Don't even get me started on Jared, ok?

Theresa: Ok, um, when you were with the blackmailer, did anything seem familiar? I mean, did you think that you maybe -- maybe you met this person before?

Ethan: No, no.

Theresa: Is it possible?

Ethan: No, I don't think so. I mean, I could barely see the person because I had gauze wrapped around my eyes, Theresa, but nothing struck a chord. But I did recognize that same raspy voice, that's for sure.

Theresa: That doesn't -- it just doesn't make any sense. I mean, you had to have met this person for them to have developed this fixation on you.

Ethan: Maybe, but not necessarily.

Vincent: [Laughs] That's it, more.

Chad: You are dead.

Chad: Get off me!

Vincent: Yes.

Chad: Stop it!

Vincent: Tell me you don't love this.

Chad: I hate you.

Vincent: Say it with feeling.

Chad: Stop it! Leave me alone.

Vincent: You know, I've never met anyone so good at lying to themselves. Who are you kidding? You know you can't get enough of me.

Chad: This is just sex, Vincent. It is over, I love Whitney, and I never want to see you again.

Vincent: Where have I heard that one before? Fine, go. I give you 24 hours before you can't stand it anymore and you start running back to me begging for me to take you back.

Chad: No.

Vincent: Yeah, just like you keep begging me for more every time we're together. Lie to the world if you want, but stop lying to yourself.

Vincent: I thought so.

Chad: God, I hate myself. If Whitney finds out, it'll kill her.

Tabitha: Oh, this tired old world. Will it ever rise above such ridiculous prejudices? That wicked old woman. Wasn't she awful, sweet pea?

Whitney: Well, I'm sure -- maybe you're just overreacting just a little bit. I mean, I'm sure she didn't mean to upset Endora.

Tabitha: Oh, don't you be so sure. I hate witchophobic people.

Whitney: You hate people who have phobia about witches?

Tabitha: Absolutely. And I've seen it hundreds of times. Some poor old biddy's chickens lay purple eggs or a cow has a two-headed calf and before you know it she's tied to a stake and the townspeople are building a bonfire under her. [Cackles]

Tabitha: It's pure, simple ignorance and prejudice. I believe it's the worst kind of wickedness, and believe me, I know wickedness. But I'm sure you understand, Whitney. You must hate prejudice of any kind.

Whitney: Well, yes, I mean, I do. I have experienced it myself -- I mean, even right here in Harmony.

Spike: The things -- the things that live in that basement -- Jess, it was horrible. I mean, I've been on some bad trips before, but this was incredible.

Jessica: Spike, you're not yourself.

Spike: Oh, tell me about it there, Sherlock. Look, listen -- look at me. I've been in hell... and I mean it. I mean real hell. {I'm -- I'm coming down here. Better watch out 'cause I'm not -- [Yelps] [Screams] Get off me! [Screams] Please let me out!

Spike: Help! [Screaming] My legs! I can't feel my legs! [Whimpers]} It was the hands and all their teeth -- their teeth!

Paloma: Noah, now I'm worried. What is it? You don't have some awful disease, do you?

Noah: Yes, I do.

Paloma: That's it, my life is over. Mama was right -- this is what I get for having sex before marriage. And it's contagious, isn't it? Maybe the free clinic is still open.

Noah: It's contagious -- at least I hope, I --

Paloma: What -- what, are you talking about? What do you have? Is there a cure?

Noah: I hope not. I mean --

Paloma: I don't understand. What are you sick with?

Noah: I'm sick with -- with love for you.

Paloma: You trying to scare me to death? Oh, my --

Noah: No, I am absolutely serious. I am sick as a dog with love for you. It's been creeping up on me for a while, I --

Paloma: Eres imposible.

Noah: No, you've got to forgive me. Come on, I don't have the strength to think straight anymore. I mean, I've got all the classic symptoms when you're around. I get weak in the knees, I have my heart beat rapid, and sweaty palms, and of course, I get this overwhelming desire to sweep you up in my arms and make wild, passionate love to you. I'm afraid it's an incurable case, actually.

Noah: I love you, Paloma, and I'm hoping that you love me, too.

Theresa: I don't know what to say anymore. This... whole situation... has been confusing and it's been hurtful. It doesn't make any sense. The blackmailer won, Ethan. Our lives are ruined.

Ethan: No. No, I'll never let myself give in to someone like this.

Theresa: I did. I'm married to Jared now.

Ethan: Not for long, 'cause we're going to figure out what is going on.

Theresa: No, no, you have to stop. You really do. Don't you get it? I want you to be happy. You know, maybe you can get back together with Gwen. [Sighs]

Ethan: Excuse me? What?

Theresa: You can tell her that I married Jared and maybe she'll stop the divorce proceedings and you guys can get back together.

Ethan: I don't want to get back together with Gwen. I'm in love with you, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you.

Jessica: Ok, Spike, I don't know what happened to you, but it couldn't be witchcraft. That's just silly. Maybe you had a bad reaction to some drugs. You've had plenty of bad trips before.

Spike: Not like this, not like this. I'm not high, though, I swear. This was real! It was so nasty! You know what? I thought -- I thought I knew what evil was, right? Oh, man, I had no idea.

Jessica: I think you should go to the doctor and get some help.

Spike: No! Don't say that. No doctor. They'll -- they'll lock me up in some nuthouse! You got to believe me. That -- that crazy lady, she -- she enchanted me or something. Jess, you got to believe me.

Jessica: Ok, ok, I believe that you think you saw something so terrifying... but I can't believe Tabitha is a witch.

Spike: Jess, you've got to. That little old lady -- she's a card-carrying witch!

Jessica: Hmm.

Tabitha: Excuse me for indulging in a rant, my dear. I can't help noticing you look a bit worried, Whitney. Is something wrong?

Whitney: Oh, no, no, no. It's nothing, really.

Tabitha: But you know, I hate people who stick their noses in where they don't belong, but I do believe it sometimes helps to talk things out. So what is it?

Whitney: Well, something, um, did happen. And it's something that I found quite upsetting.

Tabitha: Well, tell Tabby, dear.

Whitney: Well, I discovered something about someone I know, someone I thought I liked. You know, and trust me, it's terrible. I just don't know what to do, because what I found out -- it could end up hurting someone.

Tabitha: Oh. Well, that is a bit of a dilemma, dear.

Whitney: Yeah -- no, it is, you know, because I want to do the right thing, but -- but if I do, someone could end up being hurt. You know, it's just -- oh, gosh, it's just so hard. Maybe it's none of my business and I should just leave the whole thing alone, because, you know, after all, it doesn't even involve me personally.

Chad: God, what have I done? My mind is willing to forget you. My mind keeps telling me that I never want to see you again.

Vincent: [Laughs] But other parts of you can't wait to wrestle me in the dark. Not to worry, you're not the first man this has ever happened to, and you won't be the last. When I think of all the soccer dads that I've --

Chad: Shut up!

Vincent: You know, you're just like the rest of them. Maybe if you stop lying to yourself, it wouldn't be so bad.

Vincent: I remember the first night you walked into that bar, down at the piers, when you still thought that Whitney was your sister. You took one step in there and everyone smiled to themselves, marked you down as a first-timer. You acted so cool, so confident, yet your hands were shaking, Mr. Macho. You looked down on everyone in there, but you were there for the same thing, just like the rest of them.

Chad: Um, let me have a beer.

Vincent: I've got that, Chuck. I haven't seen you here before, have I?

Chad: No -- no, this is my first time.

Vincent: Well, then today is your lucky day.

Vincent: Remember?

Chad: Yeah, I remember.

Chad: Walking into that bar was the worst mistake I've made in my life.

Theresa: That's sad, isn't it? I love you, you love me... all these years for nothing. We're never going to be together.

Ethan: Yeah, it's -- it's killing me. I'll never forget how I felt when I was standing right over there in that doorway and I heard that justice of the peace pronounce you and Jared man and wife. That was like a knife right in my heart, Theresa.

Theresa: Mine, too.

Ethan: I have to ask you something. Have you and Jared... have you --

Theresa: No, no, no, no. He's -- he's been, you know, too weak to --

Ethan: To -- right.

Theresa: Yes.

Ethan: Yeah, but he's going to get better, isn't he? He's going to start feeling better and then he's going to want to make love to his wife. I'd like to know what you're going to do.

Ethan: I just -- I'd like an answer. Jared is your husband now, and I know he's going to want to make love to you, so what are you going to do?

Theresa: Ethan, this really isn't any of your business.

Ethan: Theresa, just -- just tell me. Just tell me.

Theresa: You know, you have no right.

Ethan: I think I have a right because you love me, so I have an interest here. I don't know how you can avoid this. I mean, tell me.

Theresa: No, I don't want to think about it right now.

Ethan: Theresa, you have to think about this because that's all I'm thinking about right now. So, please -- he's going to want to sleep with you, so I'd like to know what you're going to do, please.

Theresa: Even if it hurts you?

Ethan: Yeah, even if it hurts me. Is that your answer, or what?

Theresa: Will I make love to my husband?

Ethan: Yeah, yeah.

Theresa: Yes, of course. Is that what you wanted to hear?

Noah: I can't believe how happy I am.

Paloma: You're not the only one.

Noah: You know, after things fell apart with...

Paloma: With Fancy. Go on, it's no secret.

Noah: Well, you know, I never thought I'd be happy again. But I am. I am happier than I have ever been.

Paloma: I'm glad. Me, too. Who knew that my friend's brother would become the love of my life?

Noah: I feel like celebrating.

Paloma: Me, too.

Noah: Ok.

Paloma: But what should we do? It's late. Most places are closed by now.

Noah: Um, well, the carnival's in town. I bet they're open still. You don't like carnivals, though, do you?

Paloma: Are you kidding? Let's go.

Noah: All right, let's go.

Spike: Listen, um, maybe -- maybe we should contact someone in the government about Tabitha.

Jessica: Like "the X-Files"? Spike, you've lost your mind. I don't believe in haunted basements or witches or demons, or anything you're talking about.

Spike: My hair stood straight up from pure fear! That damn Tabitha, she -- she did something to me.

Jessica: Ok. Who knows what happened to you? Maybe it was food poisoning. Don't people with botulism have hallucinations?

Spike: Food poi -- what the hell are you talking about? There's evil magic!

Jessica: Ok, enough. I'm so sorry you had such a bad experience at Tabitha's. I, for one, had a good one up in her attic. It was like a vision of what life can be -- good and loving and caring. It showed me I could have my old life back. I'm going home again, Spike.

Spike: The hell you are. Have you forgotten everything that I taught you? You can't go home anymore. That part of your life is dead and it's buried forever. Forget about it.

Jessica: It's not. I saw what's possible and I'm going for it. I cannot go on living in filth and doing drugs and turning tricks. It's changed me. I'm so hard inside and I'm tired of it. I am tired of being rude and cruel and unkind. It's killing me, Spike, and I won't do it anymore. I'm leaving.

Spike: The hell you are!

Tabitha: Well, tell me exactly what happened.

Whitney: Oh, I don't know about that. I really shouldn't do that.

Tabitha: Perhaps you'd better ask someone else.

Whitney: Well, Theresa hates it when I start handing out advice without being asked, you know. I just don't know what to do about this particular situation.

Tabitha: Well, is there anything you can really do about the situation that will make a difference?

Whitney: Well, maybe. But someone's going to end up being hurt. Someone I don't necessarily know very well, but -- oh, God, I don't know. I mean, if I do tell this person, she's going to be hurt, but if I don't tell, this other person is going to continue lying to her and taking advantage of her.

Tabitha: Well, I don't think it's really such a difficult situation. I mean, it appears this person is going to get hurt whether you take action or not, so you might as well spill the beans. And if you don't take action, it has been my experience that the truth always comes out in the end no matter what you do.

Vincent: You didn't make a mistake when you walked into that gay bar. You belonged there. You still do. So, why haven't I seen you here before? It's not like there's hundreds of gay bars in Harmony. I would remember you.

Chad: Because I'm not gay, that's why.

Vincent: Uh-huh. So why are you in a gay bar?

Chad: I was in the neighborhood and I wanted a beer.

Vincent: Right, and there weren't any other bars open in town?

Chad: A really quick beer. What's so strange about that?

Vincent: Come on. A straight guy would jump under a truck rather than walk into a gay bar.

Chad: I am straight, ok?

Vincent: Fine. You know, you can go on fooling yourself, but you're not fooling me.

Chad: I'm not gay.

Vincent: Oh, I get it. You're married, right?

Chad: No. But I just broke up with someone that I love very much.

Vincent: What's his name?

Chad: Her name is none of your business. She's beautiful, lovely, and kind. Her whole world's just turned upside down right now, that's all.

Vincent: So marry her and buy a house with a white picket fence.

Chad: Impossible. I mean, she's an amazing woman and we have an amazing child together, but... she won't marry me.

Vincent: I wonder why. Maybe because you go to gay bars?

Chad: I don't.

Vincent: All right, fine. What does this look like to you? A football stadium? I mean, don't get me wrong, I love women, too.

Chad: You do?

Vincent: Sure. I mean, a warm body's a warm body, right? But most men aren't like me. Look, maybe this woman won't marry you because she knows something about you that you won't admit to yourself.

Chad: If that's supposed to mean I'm a homo, forget it.

Vincent: Whatever you say, pal.

Vincent: Aren't you tired of this? Fight, have sex, fight, have sex. I mean, I'm up for the sex part, but you're killing yourself. If you'd only be honest with yourself and with your wife --

Chad: Leave my wife out of this!

Vincent: Yeah, I'd love to, but you're the one who keeps this threesome intact.

Chad: Please.

Vincent: You know this isn't going to end well. You're going to break Whitney's heart.

Chad: You think I don't know that? Which is why I've got to break things off with you.

Vincent: Yeah, you keep saying that, but you never will.

Chad: This is hell. And you made things worse. Now Whitney thinks you're a jerk for sleeping around on Valerie.

Vincent: Hey, I'm not the one who started the lies.

Chad: Yeah, I know. I mean, just think, what if Whitney finds out that you're sleeping around on Valerie with me? A man, her husband.

Vincent: And the lies keep on coming.

Chad: How could you laugh at a time like this? I know you care about Valerie. You told me yourself. What happens when Whitney tells Valerie that you're having an affair? What happens then?

Vincent: Whitney had better keep her mouth shut.

Tabitha: No magic in front of the mugs, Endora.

Whitney: So, Tabitha, what do you think I should do about my situation? You think I should tell what it is I know?

Tabitha: Well, dear, unless I know the exact details I can't really give you any helpful advice, can I?

Whitney: Well, no -- no, I suppose not.

Whitney: Ok, where did she get those?

Tabitha: Oh! Look, Endora, an old-fashioned house of mirrors. Maybe there's a chamber of horrors, too. Come on, we'll go and see them.

Whitney: Well, what about my problem?

Tabitha: Oh, well, I'm afraid I can't help you, dear, but remember what I always say -- honesty is the best policy. Come on, Endora.

Whitney: Well, thank you. Thank you, Tabitha... I guess. Ok, so what am I going to do? If I tell Valerie about Vincent she's going to be completely devastated.

Paloma: Mmm, this is worth an upset stomach.

Noah: All right, share?

Paloma: With you? I don't know, this is really good.

Noah: I bought it.

Paloma: I know. You're so sweet. Ok, you can have a bite.

Noah: Mmm. All right, well, what do you want to do first?

Paloma: Um... the house of mirrors. Let's go in there.

Noah: All right.

Tabitha: [Laughs]

Tabitha: Oh, look at this one.

Theresa: Oh, that's all right, sweet pea. I can have fun just watching you.

Jessica: This is why I'm leaving you and this sick life behind me.

Spike: You can't, Jess, I'm warning you.

Jessica: I will not stick around and be abused by you. I'm leaving.

Paloma: This is spooky.

Noah: All right, well, hold on to me tight.

Paloma: I can do that.

Noah: Yes, you can.

Paloma: [Screams] This is horrible!

Noah: This is wonderful. Oh, man, I could get used to this.

Ethan: That -- that wasn't the answer I was looking for.

Theresa: What did you expect me to say?

Theresa: I'm sorry. I know that hurt you.

Ethan: Well, I'll take the truth any day. You know that.

Theresa: Would you?

Ethan: Hey, you're a married woman now. You're married to Jared, and I have no claim on you. I guess I should get used to it, but I just can't, because I know you're going to make love to him sooner or later and that's going to --

Theresa: You know what?

Ethan: That's going to kill me.

Theresa: Can we just not, you know, talk about this? I don't really think it's helping either one of us.

Ethan: What's going to help me at this point, huh? What's going to help me? We've finally gotten a chance to be together. I'm free to be with you, and we have all this happiness and all this love and all this peace right in front of us, and neither one of us can reach out and take it.

Theresa: Just stop, please.

Ethan: Our dream is gone, our dream is dead! You, our family -- Little Ethan, Jane, you and me is gone. And if I ever find this blackmailer, God help me, I'll kill him.

Vincent: I think we've had enough of your histrionics for one night, don't you? Let's get one thing straight. You've got to control your wife. Don't let her interfere in my life, or it will cost you.

Chad: Yeah, and what the hell do you expect me to do? I can't control her. She's her own person. And she so mad at you right now, who knows what she'll do?

Vincent: Don't let Whitney shoot off her big mouth to Valerie, or both of you will pay.

Chad: What is that, a threat?

Vincent: Don't ask questions, or you might not like the answers.

Whitney: Here we go.

Whitney: [Scoffs] Valerie, hi. Sorry to get your voicemail here. I really hope you check your messages. And I'm sorry to be calling so late, um, but I really need to see you. There's something that you need to know, something that could change your life.

Tabitha: [Gasps] Something bad. I just had the oddest feeling that someone was walking over one of my graves. Oh. Oh, Endora, evil is near. The cold dark evil of the human heart. I'm frightened. Me -- Mama's frightened. Oh, come on, let's get out of here. Let's get out of here -- quickly, quickly.

Spike: You're my wife, you do what I tell you to!

Jessica: Go ahead -- hit me! Right here in front of everyone!

Spike: Shut up, you're making a scene. What's wrong with you?

Jessica: You touch me again and I'll call the police.

Spike: Fine. Run. You don't have the strength to make it without me. Yeah, you'll be back... or I'll make you come back. No matter what, though, the Spikeman always gets what he wants.

Paloma: [Laughs]

Noah: [Sings Hawaiian song]

Paloma: Look at you, you look like a monster.

Noah: Look who's talking, huh? Come here. Look, we're like two fish in an aquarium.

Noah: What's the matter?

Paloma: I don't know. I felt such a horrible feeling, like ice water running down my spine.

Noah: What do you mean?

Paloma: [Screams]

Theresa: Don't talk like this, ok? This is not like you.

Ethan: No, I'm serious. I will kill who's -- whoever has done this to us -- kill him.

Theresa: Isn't there enough violence already?

Ethan: Theresa, I love you with all my heart. I always will, and now you're married to another man. What the hell is left for me now? Nothing.

Theresa: That's not true.

Ethan: The hell it isn't.

Nurse: Mrs. Casey? Your husband's awake. He's asking for you.

Theresa: Thank you, I will be right in. Thanks.

Ethan: He's waiting for you.

Theresa: What choice do I have, Ethan, really? I have to go, I am sorry.

Ethan: I don't want you to go. Don't leave me, come on. Don't leave me.

Theresa: I have to. Good-bye, Ethan.

Ethan: [Whispering] Don't --

On the Next Passions:

Fox: Who were you expecting to find in bed next to you? Shall I guess?

Chad: No one's ever going to come between us, baby, I promise.

Person: You just sentenced one of your brothers to death with your actions.

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