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Passions Transcript Friday 5/18/07 -- Canada; Monday 5/21/07 -- USA

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Paloma: Aren't you going to reply to Vincent's text message?

Whitney: Why should I? And I don't even know why Vincent would be texting me in the first place.

Paloma: Well, he said he had a surprise for you.

Whitney: Well, you know what? He can go surprise somebody who cares, because I certainly don't.

Paloma: Aren't you a little bit curious?

Whitney: No. Really, I mean, I don't care. The only thing I want to think about right now is the new baby that Chad and I are going to have together. I don't want to waste five minutes of my life worrying about Vincent.

Noah: Hold on, hold on. Don't you think we should talk about this before you go rush in there and act like everything is just fine?

Chad: No. Everything is. My wife is pregnant. I shouldn't have told you anything. Now, just do me a favor and forget I said anything.

Noah: You want me to forget that you're having an affair with a tabloid reporter, that the gunshot that Paloma and I heard in the motel room next door actually came from your gun?

Chad: Noah, nothing happened. Ok? It's over and done with.

Noah: Is it?

Chad: Yes. Now, look, no one got hurt, right? The gun went off by accident.

Noah: I wasn't talking about you fighting with Vincent. I was talking about your relationship with Vincent. Is that over?

Chad: You're damn right it is. All right, so I've sworn off Vincent before and weakened, but not anymore. Look, I hate him. I don't even know why he has such a hold on me. I'm not gay. It's just sex.

Noah: Ok, so you say that you don't have an emotional connection with Vincent anymore, and you want to stay with your wife.

Chad: You're damn right I do.

Noah: Ok, then there's only one thing you can do, Chad. You have to tell Whitney the truth. You have to tell her that you and Vincent have been lovers.

Luis: Sher -- Sheridan.

Sheridan: Don't fight me, Luis. I love you. I'm always going to love you. I'm never going to stop.

Luis: Sheridan, stop. God, look at you. You're embarrassing yourself.

Sheridan: I don't care. I don't care who knows how much I love you. I need to make you understand that I'm not going to stop until I get back what we lost.

Luis: No, Sheridan --

Esme: Your aunt may be a psycho bitch, but I love those handcuffs. That is so hot.

Fancy: How dare she force herself on him when he can't even fight her off?

Esme: Oh, Fancy, I haven't seen you this angry since you broke the heel off your new green suede Manolos.

Fancy: She is not going to get away with this.

Esme: Oh, Fancy, you are desperate, and this is so not your color.

Fancy: Out of my way, Esme.

Esme: You are not going back to that prison without me, Fancy Crane. I know there's an inmate in there somewhere just waiting to tattoo my name on his whatever. Wait!

Blackmailer: No one's getting in here.

Ethan: Where are the other guys?

Guard: Well, most have fanned out around the mausoleum. You want me to radio them to come back?

Ethan: No, it's ok. It's better it's probably just the two of us. [Grunting]

Guard: It won't budge. He must have barred it from the inside.

Theresa: You know what? I have a great idea. I think we should just leave, you know? And then we can come back with more tools.

Ethan: No, no, no. We're not leaving, we're not leaving. We got this freak cornered, Theresa. Are you sure this door's the only way in and out?

Guard: Yeah, positive. I've worked on this estate for years. I know every inch of it like the back of my hand.

Ethan: Good. Did you hear that? Did you hear that? You might as well give yourself up, because you're not escaping this time, pal.

Blackmailer: [Laughs] Are you sure Theresa wants you to catch me?

Ethan: Look, shut up, all right? Whatever you're driving at, it's not going to work. I'm not afraid of you or anything that you have that you could tell me.

Blackmailer: I just thought, you being an attorney, you might be interested in negotiating something mutually acceptable to all parties involved.

Ethan: Negotiate with a cross-dressing freak that just wants to hurt innocent people?

Blackmailer: That's all in the eye of the beholder, don't you think? I'm merely the caretaker of secrets, secrets which wield great power. Ask Theresa if you don't believe me. Has she told you yet, Ethan? Has she told you her secret?

Chad: There's no way I'm telling Whitney I'm having an affair with a guy. It'd kill her to find out that I that.

Noah: But she's your wife, man.

Chad: Which is exactly why I can't risk losing her. Besides, she doesn't need to know something that's over. I mean, I'm not going to see Vincent again. Not like that. As far as I'm concerned, it never happened.

Noah: Yeah, but from what you're telling me, Vincent doesn't see it that way, Chad. You've lived in Harmony long enough to know that secrets don't always stay secret here, and when they come out, they come out at the worst possible times, in the worst possible ways. The only way for you to prevent that is to tell Whitney the truth. Tell her before she finds out somewhere else.

Paloma: Maybe you are not curious about Vincent's text message, but I am.

Whitney: Are you asking me this as a friend or as a newly sworn-in member of the Harmony PD?

Paloma: A little of both. I'd love to know what his big surprise is. I mean, it could have something to do with the shooting at the motel tonight.

Whitney: Exactly. All the more reason I don't want to get involved. I don't like this guy at all.

Paloma: Whitney, that's not the point. It's got to mean something that he wants to talk to you, of all people, about some secret, don't you think?

Whitney: No, not necessarily.

Paloma: Oh, Whitney, come on, admit it. You're a little bit curious.

Whitney: Ok, well, not enough to meet with the man.

[Phone beeps]

Paloma: Maybe that's him again. What? What does it say?

Whitney: You're right, it's Vincent. I need to go talk to Chad about this.

Luis: Cut it out, Sheridan. God. You don't know what you're doing.

Sheridan: Yes I do. I love you, Luis, and I'm not about to give up on you.

Luis: No, I love Fancy now.

Sheridan: No you don't. She has just brainwashed you. She's turned you against me because she's jealous. Really, I don't blame her for falling in love with you. But what you and she have is nothing compared to what we have. We were meant to be together, you can't deny that.

Luis: No we are not. Sheridan, Sheridan. I said stop it. I love Fancy now. The feelings that I have for her are as real as any feelings that I have ever had.

Sheridan: No.

Luis: I'm sorry. I do not mean to hurt you. Yes, what we had was very special. I don't think either one of us ever thought that it would ever end. Something happened and it did. I moved on. I'm with Fancy now, and you need to move on, too. I'm sorry, I didn't -- I don't want to hurt you. You should go. Now.

Esme: Oh, it is like swimming through a sea of testosterone. You don't mind if I go check out which cell block has the most hotties.

Fancy: No, I don't care what you do, Esme. I am here to stop my aunt Sheridan.

Esme: Ok.

Fancy: There she is. Stop right there, sister bitch on wheels!

Ethan: Theresa?

Guard: Ethan. We're almost there, last screw.

Ethan: All right. Look, the odds are this thing is barricaded from the inside, so when you get that last screw off, we'll pull it out towards us, all right?

Guard: You got it.

{Blackmailer: Do what I say, or I'll tell Ethan he's the boy's real father.

Theresa: No.

Blackmailer: If the secret comes out, your son will be exposed as a faux Crane. He'll lose his inheritance, and you'll lose all the influence you exert as head of Crane, influence you need if you're to spare your brothers' lives. If I were you, I'd stop playing games right now. }

Theresa: Ethan, I need to tell you something.

Ethan: No, no. Not -- listen, not now. Whatever you're afraid of that thing telling me, it's not going to make a bit of difference in the way I feel about you. I promise. We'll work it out.

Theresa: Wait, wait, no.

Ethan: I love you, I love you. That's all that matters, ok? Are you ready?

Guard: 30 seconds.

Ethan: If you want to help, keep that thing talking. Keep it distracted. Ok? We'll take it by surprise, all right? You hear me? Hey, you really think that you're going to keep Theresa and me from loving one another with blackmail and threats? Well, you're wrong.

Blackmailer: Don't tell me you're not the least bit curious as to Theresa's and my little secret.

Theresa: Just leave us alone! Why are you so hellbent on destroying me and my family? What the hell is wrong with you?

Blackmailer: Who said anything's wrong with me? I just want Ethan, same as you. He should be with me, not you, you lying slut.

Ethan: You're crazy!

Guard: Let's do it.

Ethan: Ready? Ready? Keep it talking.

Theresa: He doesn't want you, you sick freak! He wants me!

Blackmailer: We'll just see about that. [Grunting]

Ethan: Game's up, freak!

Fancy: How twisted are you -- dressing up as a servant of God, you man stealing slut.

Nun: [Groans] May the good lord have mercy on your soul, child.

Esme: Oh, my God, Fance. You are going to hell.

Fancy: Ah, Sister, Sister -- I am so sorry. I thought you were someone else. Are you all right?

Nun: I've been better, and hopefully so have you.

Fancy: I am really, really sorry. I can't believe I did that.

Nun: I'm having a bit of difficulty believing it myself.

Fancy: See, I was trying to find someone and they were dressed exactly like you. Yeah, never mind, it's too long of a story.

Nun: Well, good. I don't have time either. I was on my way to do the rounds at the cell blocks.

Esme: Oh, you were? Uh, all by yourself? Maybe I could go with you. Um, you do your visits one on one, right?

Nun: Yes, but I don't know if that's --

Esme: Really? Outreach to the unfortunate has been a lifelong dream of mine. I mean, just think of all those poor, sad, lonely men. I mean souls. I'm Esme, what's your name?

Nun: They call me Sister Alice.

Esme: Oh, that is lovely.

Sister Alice: You may want to spend a few moments in the chapel, in some quiet contemplation?

Fancy: Yes.

Fancy: Sheridan can contemplate this.

Sheridan: You're the one that doesn't know what he's talking about.

Luis: Don't, Sheridan. Don't make this any harder than it already is. I don't want to hurt you.

Sheridan: Ok, fine. Just forget I ever said anything, but there's another more important reason why I'm here dressed like this.

Luis: You know, whatever it is, you just need to forget about it and go home, ok?

Sheridan: No, if you stay here, you're going to be executed. I can help you escape.

Luis: Yeah, tried that already.

Sheridan: No, this time you won't be caught, because they will never guess where you are. I can help you leave the country. We can start new somewhere. I know you think you have a future with Fancy, but if you just spend enough time with me again --

Luis: No, Sheridan --

Sheridan: You'll realize that you made a mistake, that I'm the woman you truly love.

Luis: Sheridan, stop it. Even if I wanted to leave here, I am not going to desert my brother. He's still incarcerated and someone is trying to kill him.

Sheridan: We'll figure out what to do about Miguel.

Luis: And secondly, I am not going to leave Fancy. I love her.

Sheridan: Luis.

Luis: I don't love you anymore, Sheridan.

Fancy: Get away from Luis! Now!

Ethan: You know, I knew you had no respect for the living, but this is ridiculous, don't you think?

Theresa: What is wrong with you?

Blackmailer: Oh, get off your high horses. As if you're the arbiters of good taste. Hey there, handsome.

Ethan: Don't even talk to me. It's over for you.

Blackmailer: Over for you and Theresa, you mean.

Ethan: Go ahead. Go ahead, run! You can run, but you can't hide. There's no way out of here except through me. You understand? Stay here. I'm going in.

Guard: I'll help you move some of these things.

Ethan: This should not take that long, ok?

Theresa: Wait, wait. I need to tell you something.

Ethan: No, no, there's no time. I've got to catch this freak now, Theresa.

Theresa: Ok. Just be careful.

Ethan: I will. I'll be careful.

Theresa: And just remember, whatever he tells you, Ethan, I love you. I have always, always loved you.

Ethan: Theresa, shh, hey, I love you, too. There's no reason to be scared. Listen, I've been going nuts trying to figure out what it is you're holding back from me. The thing is, once you tell me, it's going to make things better for us. We're going to have a fresh start. There's nothing that our love can't withstand, ok?

Theresa's voice: I hope so.

Blackmailer: [Laughs] Your love won't withstand what's coming, Ethan. You'll be mine, or you'll be no one's. [Cackling]

Chad: You see what I'm saying? I mean, there's no reason to upset Whitney with filth she doesn't need to hear because it's not a part of my life anymore. I mean, there's no reason why she needs to know what a weak-willed jerk I've been, right?

Chad: You can't say anything, Noah. Promise me that you're not going to give me up.

Noah: It's not me you have to worry about, Chad. It's Vincent. How can you guarantee that he's not going to go and tell Whitney?

Chad: Because I won't let him.

Noah: How can you stop him? What, are you going to try not to miss the next time you shoot him?

Chad: No.

Paloma: There you are.

Whitney: I was just coming to look for you.

Chad: What's going on?

Whitney: Well, this. It's the second text message I've gotten from Vincent. I think you owe me an explanation.

Sheridan: What? What are you --

Fancy: I saw you. How dare you dress up as a nun so you could sneak in here and make out with Luis? Who do you think you are?

Sheridan: Who said I was making out with anyone?

Fancy: Did you not hear me? I saw you with my own two eyes. God, don't you have any pride whatsoever? I used to think you were classy.

Sheridan: I don't know how you could have seen anything.

Fancy: On my computer monitor, Sheridan. They have built-in cameras, you know? Yeah, I set up a nanny cam in this room just in case someone happened to bother Luis, and look who I caught red-handed.

Sheridan: Instead of lashing out at me, why don't you make yourself useful? Luis needs to get out of here.

Fancy: Tell me something I don't know.

Sheridan: Then stop yelling at me and let's get Luis out of the infirmary. It might be our best chance before he's sent back to solitary and a date is set for his execution.

Luis: Ok. Can I say something here?

Fancy: Just let me take care of her first, ok, Luis? And just where do you think you're going to hide Luis this time?

Sheridan: I'm going to get him out of the country. We're going to get settled somewhere under different identities. Hey, you can even come and meet us later.

Fancy: This would almost be funny if Luis' life weren't at stake. You must think I was born yesterday. I wouldn't trust you with Luis if my life depended on it. You'd take him away and then vanish into thin air, or you'd convince him I was dead or had moved on with someone else so you could keep him all for yourself. Uh-uh, forget it. God, sometimes I wonder if you aren't colder and more calculating than Grampy.

Sheridan: Hey, my father, your grandfather, Alistair, he had his faults, but he was very shrewd. He knew how to get things done, and so do I.

Luis: Ok, that's it. Now I talk. Sheridan, I already told you I am not going anywhere with you. Now, what little time that I have left, I am staying here with Fancy.

Fancy: You told her that?

Luis: Yeah, more than once.

Fancy: I love you so much.

Sheridan: Fine. I guess I will be going then.

Fancy: Oh, no, no, wait. There's just one thing I almost forgot.

[Sheridan gasps]

Fancy: Don't come back here, Sheridan. You'll regret it if you do.

Theresa: Ok, I'm coming with you.

Ethan: No, you're not. It's too dangerous.

Theresa: No, I don't care, I don't care. You said we're in this together. That means that I am coming with you, because whatever that thing is, we're going to face it together as a team.

Ethan: Theresa, Theresa, all right, all right. Whatever you do, don't leave this post. We know that that thing can't escape any other way. All right?

Guard: You sure you know what you're doing? That thing gave me the willies.

Ethan: I've got to catch this freak. It's the only way. You ready?

Theresa: Yes.

Ethan: It's ok. Careful, careful. All right, you might as well come on out. You're not getting away this time.

Blackmailer: Since we're all here, why not tell Ethan your secret, Theresa? Or is this not a good time?

Ethan: Hey, why don't you stop tormenting Theresa and come out here and deal with me.

Blackmailer: [Chuckles] Man to man?

Theresa: It's coming from over there.

Ethan: Yeah, I know, I heard it, I heard it. Where are you, huh?

Blackmailer: That's for me to know and you to find out, but at what price? Why don't you two say your goodbyes now? Your so-called love affair is about to come to a grinding halt.

Ethan: Listen, Theresa and I are going to be together no matter what, and you're not going to stop us. Do you understand me?

Blackmailer: Wrong again.

Ethan: I think he's over there behind the statue.

Theresa: Ok. Just be careful, ok?

Sheridan: Now do you see? Do you see how wrong she is for you?

Luis: Well, I asked you to leave before. It wouldn't have happened if you had just listened.

Sheridan: I didn't go because I didn't know when or if I'd ever see you again. If you stay, you are going to die.

Luis: Sheridan, please. I don't want your help, ok?

Sheridan: Please don't be angry with me. All right, maybe I shouldn't have dressed up like this and come on to you, but I couldn't help myself.

Fancy: Yeah, isn't that what the astronaut wearing diapers said when the police caught up with her?

Sheridan: I'm sorry if I said or did anything that was inappropriate, but I love you and I just want what's best for you. And like it or not, I do have Crane connections.

Fancy: Oh, and I don't?

Sheridan: I'm not above using them. I can help you get out of here.

Luis: No, Sheridan.

Sheridan: Please, just hear me out.

Fancy: What part of "get lost" don't you understand?

Luis: Sheridan, please? Enough, already.

Sheridan: You may have won this battle, Fancy, but I'm going to win the war.

Whitney: Chad, I want to know what's going on here.

Chad: I'd like to tell you, but I don't know what you're talking about.

Whitney: I'm talking about this. Do you know what this is about or not?

Chad: Baby, do we have to talk about Vincent tonight? I mean, really, we just got great news that you're pregnant, that Miles has a little sister or brother on the way.

Whitney: Can you just tell me what's going on, please?

Chad: Sure. What's it say?

Whitney: Here, read it yourself.

Chad: "We need to meet. Big secret. You, me, and Chad together."

Whitney: So, what does that mean? I mean, you must know, right?

Chad: Me? Why would I?

Whitney: You tell me.

Chad: Come with me.

Whitney: Where are we going? Are we going to talk to Vincent?

Chad: No, no, I need to talk to you alone.

Whitney: Chad, what's going on?

Chad: I'll explain everything, ok? It's going to be all right.

Paloma: What's going on between Chad and Vincent?

Noah: Why are you asking me?

Paloma: Because I saw how you looked at him when Whitney was pressing him for an explanation. You know what he's about to tell her, don't you?

Noah: Look, Paloma, even if I did, I couldn't tell you.

Paloma: Noah, don't do that to me. You're not a priest or a lawyer. You're not even on duty as a bas confidentiality code you're breaking. Tell me what Chad told you.

Noah: Look, I wish I could, but he's my friend, Paloma.

Paloma: I'm your girlfriend.

Noah: All right. The only thing I can tell you is that he's gotten himself into a bit of a jam.

Paloma: To do with Vincent or Whitney?

Noah: I just don't want to see anyone get hurt, ok, because he -- I hate seeing good people stuck in bad situations. I've been there before.

Paloma: You're talking in circles.

Noah: Chad loves Whitney and he may have made a mistake that he's not going to be able to take back.

Paloma: Are you talking about Chad and Whitney now, or Theresa and Ethan? Because my sister's always getting into trouble in the name of love.

Theresa: Just be careful, ok?

Ethan: Got you. Damn it. He's gone, he got away. I can't believe this.

Theresa: But, Ethan, isn't that the only exit?

Ethan: According to the Crane security guard. Yeah, there's no windows, there's no doors, or anything. Except what's that?

Theresa: What, what?

Ethan: It's a piece of that clothing that the freak was wearing.

Theresa: Oh, my God. Maybe it got caught in there somehow when it slipped away.

Ethan: Yeah, the question is, how did he get away? This doesn't look like a wall. Is that a seam to a door?

Theresa: I don't know. How do you open it?

Ethan: There's got to be a trigger or a latch or something to get to the inside.

Ethan: Hold on. This one's moving. I think I found the door key.

Theresa: Oh, God. Ok, I'm scared.

Ethan: It's all right, don't worry about it. Come on. Ah, bloody hell.

Theresa: Oh, my God.

Ethan: Whatever this thing is, it's a lot sicker than I thought. Where are you? Give it up! Where are you? Hey!

Theresa: He's not in here. You know, I think it just has to think we're alone.

Ethan: Damn it. We were so close. All right, all right, let's get out of here. Let's go back to where the guard is. Maybe -- maybe he saw him running outside.

Theresa: Ok.

Ethan: Damn it, the door. The door! [Slams]

Ethan: Oh, God, no.

Theresa: Tell me that we are not trapped in here. Ethan, please tell me that.

Ethan: We're trapped in here. Come on!

Paloma: How long were you and Chad talking?

Noah: A while.

Paloma: Noah, I get that you don't want to break Chad's confidence, but it sounds like he told you something really important that could affect his relationship with Whitney.

Noah: You can say that again.

Paloma: Come on, Noah. What is going on between Chad and Vincent? I'm not stupid, you know? It's obvious there's something.

Noah: The last thing I would ever think you were is stupid, ok?

Paloma: Then tell me. Did Chad say something about Vincent's shooting at the motel tonight? Does he know who did it?

{Noah: Chad, I'm your friend, and you give me a good explanation and I'll keep my mouth shut, I swear, but you've got to level with me.

Chad: There's a phrase, a phrase you might not have heard before that kind of sums everything up. I've been living on the "down-low."

Noah: Uh, I know what that phrase means, uh, the ow so, uh, so you and men.

Chad: Man. One man. }

Noah: Look, I really wish you wouldn't put me in this position.

Paloma: Was it Chad? Was it Chad who shot at Vincent tonight? Noah.

Noah: Now, Paloma, come on, you're a cop.

Paloma: Yeah, but I'm also your girlfriend, and I'm Whitney's friend, and she's expecting another baby with Chad. If he's involved in something real bad --

Noah: But if he is, and I tell you --

Paloma: If you think I'm going to put him under arrest or something, I'm not going to. Ok? They're my friends. I just care about them, that's all.

Noah: Ok. Yes, it was Chad's gun that went off at the motel.

Paloma: He was there, in the room next door to us?

Noah: He got into a fight with Vincent and the gun went off by accident. It was an accident.

Noah: Paloma, what are you thinking?

{Paloma: Who fired the gun that left this bullet in the wall?

Vincent: Look, I told you, I don't know.

Paloma: You're a tabloid reporter, right? Did you meet someone here to buy a story from them? Did they want more money than you were willing to give them so they shot the place up?

Vincent: No.

Paloma: Then what happened?

Vincent: I wish I could help you, Paloma, but I can't. I don't know who fired that bullet, much less when, because I didn't hear a gunshot. Like I said, I was in the bathroom with the water running, and the next thing I knew, you're here accusing me of lying to you. }

Chad: I think you'd better have a seat.

Whitney: You're making me really nervous here, Chad.

Chad: Look, baby, there's one thing I want you to understand before I start. I love you, and only you.

Whitney: I know, I know that, babe.

Chad: The thing is, um, sometimes people make mistakes. You know, they don't think things through, they don't consider the fallout.

Whitney: Who are you talking about?

Chad: They'd do anything to turn back the clock, but you can't do that in life.

Whitney: Ok, you're really freaking me out here, honey. What does this have to do with the text messages that Vincent's been sending me? What secret is it that he wants to discuss with the two of us?

Ethan: Damn it.

Theresa: He's locked us in here, Ethan.

Ethan: I need to pry this door open. I need -- I need a wedge or something.

Theresa: I think we're trapped. So, what are we supposed to do?

Ethan: I don't know. Maybe the guard can hear us from here. Can anyone hear me?! We're in a room inside the mausoleum. We're trapped inside, can you hear me?

Theresa: Ethan, if Alistair built this place, you can be sure that it's soundproof.

Ethan: I know, and no one but us knows that we're in here. Can you hear me, please?! We're trapped in the mausoleum! There's a ring on the wall you got to pull to get us out!

Theresa: What if we never get out of here?

Ethan: We're going to get out of here. We will.

Theresa: Ok. You know, if Alistair built this place, then how does that freak know about it, huh?

Ethan: How does this freak know anything, Theresa? I don't know. But listen. Sooner or later, sooner or later the guard is going to come and he'll find us, ok? He'll come looking for us.

Theresa: Unless the freak got to it first, right?

Ethan: Well, we can't think that way, can we?

Theresa: No, I can't help but think that way, Ethan. I mean, after all the horrible things that that thing has done just so that he I mean, why is he so fixated on you?

Ethan: I don't know why, I don't. All I know is it creeps me out.

[Phone beeps]

Ethan: Your phone's working.

Theresa: Yeah, that means I can call someone for help.

Ethan: Check and see who it is.

Theresa: Ethan, it's the blackmailer.

Ethan: Check it.

Theresa: But if --

Ethan: You're -- you're afraid of what it's going to tell me, aren't you?

Theresa: Oh, God, ok, whatever happens, whatever you hear, Ethan, please remember I love you. I love you so much.

Ethan: Theresa, don't worry about it. We've been through this, it's ok. It doesn't make any difference what that thing has to tell me. I love you. Nothing's going to change that. Now check it.

Blackmailer: Did you tell him, Theresa? Did you tell Ethan our little secret? Time's wasting. It's almost up, in fact. Ethan is going to be mine, and you're going to pay. Everyone you care about is going to pay. [Laughing]

Noah: Say something, Paloma. I just told you our friend Chad was responsible for the gunshot we heard at the motel tonight. You're not going to go back on what you said, are you? You're not going to charge Chad with a crime, are you?

Paloma: I'm sorry, Noah, but I don't have any other choice.

Noah: Damn it, you --

Paloma: I don't want him to be in trouble, but I can't just let it go. Someone could have been killed.

Noah: Please, Paloma.

Paloma: I'm sorry, Noah, but I have to arrest Chad for attempted murder.

Whitney: Chad, just tell me. Look, there's nothing that you can say that's going to change the way I feel about you.

Chad: If only I could be sure of that. There's no other way. Look, Whitney, you deserve to know the truth.

Whitney: Ok, now you're really scaring me. What is it?

Fancy: What are we going to do? Sheridan's right about one thing. If we can't figure something out soon, you'll be put to death at the hands of the state, and I can't let that happen.

Luis: I love you, Fance.

Fancy: I love you, too, Luis.

Sheridan: Damn her. Damn Fancy to hell. Where is that video feed she used to spy on me and Luis?

Luis: Hey, don't be upset. Everything is gonna be ok.

Fancy: Yeah, but how, Luis? We've got to find a way to save you.

Luis: Don't worry about that, ok? We're together now. Not even death can keep us apart.

Sheridan: No! No! That is supposed to be me and Luis, not her. It's not fair! [Grunts]

[Sheridan panting]

Blackmailer: You were bad again, Theresa. I told you your slutty behavior would cost you, and I meant it. So, now you're going to pay.

Theresa: What does he mean? What more can he do to me?

Ethan: It's just another sick threat. Let's not get rattled by it, all right? Let's just put our heads together and figure out how to get the hell out of here.

Theresa: Ah, Ethan! Oh, my God! Oh, my God, be careful.

Ethan: Stay back.

Theresa: No, no, no.

Ethan: Theresa, stay back.

Theresa: I am not leaving you.

On the Next Passions:

Chad: I couldn't tell Whitney about my affair with Vincent.

Paloma: Is that Vincent's secret?

Spike: I'm here to save your butt.

Ethan: Get us the hell out of here!

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