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Passions Transcript Monday 8/20/07
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Esme: Whoa, my. That bartender really knew his stuff. Wall, floor, wall, floor. Ok, I'm good.
Fox: What was that?
Esme: Huh? Oh, sometimes I just need to get things straight in my mind.
Fox: Uh, thanks for listening to me go on and on about my divorce.
Esme: Oh. Who better? I've caused enough of them in my time. Fox, do you really think you're over Kay?
Fox: You know, to be honest with you, Esme, I'm all talked out for the night. So, what do you say we grab your package and maybe finish the night together?
Esme: What does that mean?
Fox: You know what that means. We've known each other for long enough.
Esme: We'll see.
Fox: Don't play games with me. What are we doing here anyway? I mean, why don't you just have the package delivered to the house?
Esme: Wall, floor, wall, floor. Uh, you know, it's not exactly the kind of package that can be delivered. It needs to be nurtured, it needs attention and affection.
Fox: Really, from you. What is it, a puppy?
Esme: Not exactly. Oh...Viki! I am so glad you're here!
Fox: Wait, this -- she's the package?
Esme: Yes. My niece has come to visit. Viki, meet Fox Crane.
Fox: How do you do?
Esme: Oh, she says hello.
Dr. Wilson: What's going on here? We were talking about who could be Vincent's accomplice in his horrible reign of terror in Harmony. Suddenly the two of you look like you've seen a ghost.
Eve: No, it's nothing.
Dr. Wilson: Are you sure? You know, Vincent is so fragile and emotionally scarred. Whoever knowingly pushed him into committing those horrendous acts of terror must be truly evil.
Eve: It's not possible.
Julian: Yeah, that's right. He's dead.
Dr. Wilson: Who's dead?
Vincent: Please, please, please don't -- don't hurt me. I -- I didn't tell them anything. I -- I swear I didn't.
Alistair: Well, not to worry, Vincent. I have no intention of hurting you.
Vincent: You don't?
Alistair: Well, half-measures avail us nothing, Vincent. I'm here to kill you.
Pretty: She did this to me. She's the one who scarred me for life -- my own sister. And you did a fine job of it, Fance, too, because no plastic surgeon in the world could help me.
Luis: Fancy. Fancy, did --
Fancy: Just don't look at me, please.
Pretty: Listen to me, Luis. The woman you thought you loved doesn't exist. She's a liar and a selfish, sadistic monster.
Sheridan's voice: At last. Fancy just lost Luis forever.
Chad: Now, don't you even think about trying to get out of there. It's a good lock. Well, they're not going anywhere. Maybe I can catch the rest of the ceremony.
Gwen: Why, why, why didn't I just blurt out her secret when I had the chance? You know, Theresa's marrying Ethan as we speak and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
Rebecca: Honey, don't give up now, all right? We can still destroy Theresa at the altar, just like we planned. Just think about the look on Ethan's face. Just think of his expression when he finds out that Little Ethan is really his son, and his bride didn't even tell him. He is gonna hate her forever.
Gwen: But how are we supposed to do that? We are locked in a bathroom with no way out. Just face it, it's over. Theresa and Ethan are about to be married and I can't stop it.
Justice: As you look forward to the many years of your married life together --
Theresa: You know, can we just, you know, skip to the "I do's" part?
Ethan: What are you doing?
Theresa: Well, we've just waited so long to get here and you know, we've wasted enough of that man's time already, don't you think?
Chad: Gwen and her mother are still locked in the ladies' room, and they've given up trying to get out.
Pilar: Well, that's good, but I just wish Theresa had told Ethan the truth.
Justice: Shall we proceed?
Ethan: Yeah, yeah. Um, we've wasted enough time already, so -- I love you, I've been waiting for this day for so long and now it's finally here, I never thought it would come --
Theresa: I love you, too.
Ethan: I love you, too. I want to start from the beginning.
Justice: The beginning?
Ethan: Yeah. Can we just start up from the beginning? I don't want to -- I want to savor every moment, so if it's ok, we could start from the beginning. Is that all right?
Justice: Oh, um, ok then.
Ethan: Thank you, thank you.
Justice: [Clears his throat] We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments.
Eve: Alistair was Julian's father. He's the one who had Vincent kidnapped from the hospital after he was born.
Julian: The man was a monster.
Dr. Wilson: Do you think it's possible your father was evil enough to purposely warp Vincent's psyche? It's hard to believe any rational man could systematically torment his own grandchild.
Eve: Yeah, who said anything about rational?
Julian: You have to admit, he was brilliant.
Eve: Mentally, maybe. But emotionally, he was demented, deranged. There was nothing evil that was beyond his capabilities.
Vincent: You -- you can't kill me, Grandfather. Grandpa? No -- I'm your flesh and blood, your own grandson.
Alistair: You are no Crane. You're nothing but a sickly byproduct of weakness and depravity.
Vincent: But I did everything you told me to do.
Alistair: But you failed me just like every descendent, every mewling descendent that I have!
Vincent: Stop it. Stop it, Grandfather. Please, I promise, I promise I'll be a good boy. I'll be a good boy, just please don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. Stop it. Stop -- stop it, Grandfather. Mommy and Daddy are right outside, and I'll tell --
Alistair: Oh, yes, yes. Mommy and Daddy. Julian and Eve, yes. They couldn't stop me even if they wanted to. They never cared about you.
Vincent: No. No, that's -- that's -- that's not true. That's -- that's --
Alistair: Your parents never loved you. They took one look at you and recoiled in disgust. I'm the only one that ever gave you a chance. And then when you were tested, you were found to be wanting. You're weak, stupid, and cowardly. Take notice of something, Vincent. This is -- ha ha ha ha -- this is the punishment and reward for failing me. Now die, you stupid little jerk. Die.
Sheridan's voice: Luis can't love her after this. Now that he knows what she's capable of.
Luis: No. No, the story you told me, it's not possible. Fancy's not capable of hurting anyone like that.
Pretty: She did, and she is. You're blind. We were at the country club, and there was this nice boy, Harrison, there. He didn't pay any attention to Fancy, and it drove her crazy. She tried everything that she could to get him to like her, but it didn't work because he liked me. Me! And then one day she saw us kissing. And when he left, she started a fight with me... and then picked up the jug of pool chemicals and threw them in my face on purpose. Listen to me, Luis. The woman you think you love did this to me. What do you think of Fancy now?
Justice: Before I continue, may I say, I have never met any other couple that was so obviously in love. You two seem meant for each other.
Theresa: Even before I met Ethan, I knew he was the man of my dreams.
Justice: Ethan Winthrop, do you take Theresa here to love, to hold for the rest of your life, 'till death do you part?
Ethan: With this ring, I take you as my wife... to love and to cherish as long as we both shall live.
Theresa: Oh God, Ethan. I just -- I can't believe this. Ok.
Ethan: Forgetting something? My turn.
Theresa: Oh, right. Right. With this ring, I take you as my husband. To love and to cherish for as long as we both shall live.
Justice: And now, by the powers of the state vested in me, I now pronounce you --
Ethan: Hold on, hold on.
Theresa: Wait, why are -- why are you stopping the ceremony?
Fox: I wish they'd send some bags through.
Esme: Thanks for bringing me to pick up Viki, Fox. Since my step-witch Brenda told my father to take away my trust fund, I'm at a loss. I mean, can you imagine life without a limo? And what do I know from public transportation? I mean, I have seen those little yellow cars, but I have no idea where they come from.
Fox: You mean cabs? Those -- that's not public transportation.
Fox: No. No, for public transportation, you'd have to get on a bus.
Esme: A wha --
Fox: Big, long, steel, lots of windows -- uh, never mind.
Esme: Viki, seems like you picked the wrong time to come visit Auntie Esme. I don't have a place to lay my weary head.
Fox: Sure you do.
Esme: I said we would discuss that later.
Fox: I didn't mean that. I meant that you and your niece, Viki, you're welcome to stay at the mansion for as long as you like.
Esme: Why, thank you, Fox.
[Luggage rack buzzes]
Fox: Oh, here it goes. Uh, Viki, what does your bag look like?
Esme: Oh, she doesn't see it yet, so.
Fox: Does she always do that?
Fox: You know, the, uh, whispering through you or someone else?
Esme: Does she? Oh, I didn't notice. Oh, that one? Fox, it looks like that little brown bag is hers.
Fox: Brown one?
Esme: Yes. Yes, your auntie Esme will tell you all about men on the rebound. When you're older.
Fox: Ok. One down, how many more to go?
Esme: Oh, that's it.
Fox: That's it? Why did you check this in? Why didn't you just carry it on the plane?
Esme: Oh, Viki didn't know. It was her first time flying.
Fox: Really? I hope you enjoyed it.
Esme: Oh, Viki's sorry. She didn't mean to hold us up.
Fox: That's all right.
Esme: Of course, kind of my fault. I should have explained things to her.
Fox: Really, it's -- it's not a problem. Time spent with two beautiful women is time well spent.
Pretty: That's Fancy all over. Lash out and hurt and then walk away. You did this to me, and then you just left. Traveled all around the world, jetting from party to party, having a great time while my life was ruined... while I went from doctor to doctor hoping that they could make me look normal. Well, you know what? One day I looked in the mirror and all hope died.
Fancy: No. No, it was never the way you're telling it, Pretty. You know it wasn't like that.
Pretty: Oh, it was exactly like that.
Sheridan: Please, Pretty, you really should calm down. That was the past. You have to look ahead to the future.
Pretty: What future? This is my future. Pretty Crane, Creature from the Black Lagoon. I live with this memory every day of my life. And it's all your fault.
Gwen: Mother. Excuse me.
Rebecca: Sorry. It's hard to pace and think at the same time.
Gwen: Why would they even need such a strong lock on a bathroom door? There's nothing to steal in here anyway. Oh, wait a second. Mother, we can't get through the lock, but what about these?
Gwen: These. These -- these hinges. If we can, like, get these pins out, the door's gonna fall off.
Rebecca: Honey, oh I'm so proud. You are brilliant.
Gwen: Ok, all we need is like a screwdriver or something. It'll get these hinge pins out.
Theresa: I mean, don't you want to marry me?
Ethan: Of course I want to marry -- of course I want to marry you. I just -- I'm sorry, it's just going by so quickly and it's becoming a blur and I wanted to -- I just wanted to take this in, because our love has grown so much and I think we're so lucky to be here right now.
[Music begins playing]
Singer: Mm ever since I was a baby girl I had a dream Cinderella theme crazy as it seems always knew that deep inside that there would come that day but I would have to wait make so many mistakes I couldn't comprehend as I watched it unfold this classic story told I left it in the cold walking through unopened doors that led me back to you each one unlocking more of the truth I finally stopped tripping on my youth I finally got lost inside of you I finally know I needed to grow and finally my mate has met my soul finally now my destiny can begin though we will have our differences something beautiful is happening, is happening finally now my life doesn't seem so bad it's the best that I've ever had give my love to him finally oh, finally, finally finally
Theresa: I feel blessed. You know, sometimes I felt like the whole world was trying to tear us apart, but you know, I had faith and now I'm marrying the man that I've always loved.
Esme: And how did you like those tiny little bathrooms? You know your auntie Esme has spent plenty of time in those at 30,000 feet with some handsome steward or some hunk from first class -- uh, repairing my makeup. You have no idea what a hot man can do with a mascara brush. Oh, well, how long do you think you'll be staying? Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Fox: Man, I thought my family was strange.
Esme: Oh, um, Fox, we have a problem. We have to go, right now.
Luis: Come on. What, you expect me to sit here and listen to this? I know Fancy. I know she's not capable of hurting anyone. She's a warm and loving person.
Pretty: Oh, God, you are a fool. She's a great actress. She only shows the face to you that she wants you to see. Look deeper, Luis. Somewhere in there is the Fancy that we all know when she doesn't get her way. Then, she's capable of anything.
Fancy: That's not true.
Pretty: Of course it is. Why do you think you were always Grandfather's favorite? You're just like him. He recognized himself in you. You did this to me. Admit it. Luis needs to hear it from your own lips. Just ask her, Luis. Ask her for yourself.
Fancy: Oh, Luis.
Luis: Fancy. Fancy, is it true? Did you do this to your own sister?
Eve: Alistair would do anything to get what Alistair wanted. Let me give you an example. Alistair tried to kill his daughter Sheridan's lover Luis just to keep them apart because he didn't think that Luis deserved a Crane's love. And then, when Sheridan wouldn't do as he said, he tried to kill her by blowing up his own plane.
Julian: And Antonio, Luis' brother, was killed that time. My mother, she was so frightened of him she ran away and pretended to be dead for years.
Dr. Wilson: This is appalling. Is your whole family in therapy?
Julian: Oh, hardly.
Dr. Wilson: It's nothing to make light of. Sounds to me like anyone that might have even come in contact with this man could be emotionally scarred. Intensive group therapy with you and your family could help heal those wounds.
Julian: Don't bother, Doctor. Besides, this is all just idle chat anyway. Luckily, my father is dead. He couldn't have been the one pulling Vincent's strings.
Eve: I mean, it couldn't have been him, but who?
Julian: I don't know, but it is rather sad when you stop to think about it. Even though we can't directly blame Father for Vincent's crimes, he was the one who started the ball rolling years ago when he kidnapped him at birth.
Eve: Whatever Vincent's done, it can be traced back to Alistair.
Vincent: But if -- if -- if you kill me, you'll never know --
Alistair: Know what?
Vincent: Secret -- secret -- the secret --
Alistair: You're lying. There are no secrets from me.
Vincent: No. I know the secret.
Alistair: If this is a trick, it's not going to work.
Vincent: The secret is about Little Ethan.
Alistair: If you're lying to me, Vincent, your death is going to be just pure agony. Come now. Now you tell me what I don't know about Little Ethan. Come on.
Gwen: Oh, a screwdriver.
Rebecca: Ok, honey, hurry.
Gwen: Shoot. Mother, these are all rusty. Can't get these out. I need some sort of oil or something to loosen the pins.
Rebecca: You know, I think I may have something that could help.
Gwen: Oh, what is that?
Rebecca: Well, um --
Gwen: I am not touching that.
Rebecca: Fine. Fine, I'll do it. I mean, be prepared. That's what I tell all my little boy scouts.
Gwen: Ok. Oh, mother, it worked! Look!
Rebecca: Honey, we're almost out of here.
Gwen: Wait, wait. Ok.
Justice: Excuse me. Aren't you two getting a little ahead of yourselves?
Little Ethan: Mom, get married. Uncle Ethan, hurry up.
Ethan: We're working on it, sport. Sorry, sorry. Sir, please, please continue.
Pilar's voice: Marriage is based on honesty. Tell Ethan he's Little Ethan's father.
Justice: Are you all ready for the big moment? Therefore, by the powers vested in me by --
Theresa: Ok, just, um, wait.
Ethan: What's wrong?
Theresa: Ethan, just -- please. Um, there's something that I need to tell you before we get married, Ethan. I need to tell you this right now.
Fox: What? What -- where? We just got here, where do you need to go?
Esme: It's Viki. Um, she has her heart set on something and I don't want to disappoint her, not after all she's been through.
Esme: Pizza. Viki needs pizza, or her heart will break.
Fox: Well, she looks pretty calm to me.
Esme: You don't know her. We need to go out and get some pizza right now.
Fox: Ok, uh, Esme, we have chefs 24/7 here at the mansion. We have our own wood-burning pizza oven. Um, Esme says that you'd like some pizza. What do you want on it?
Esme: Please, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, she would like some green peppers and onions.
Fox: Green peppers and onions it is. I'll have some pizza in a couple shakes.
Esme: You know, Fox, Viki would like to thank you for letting us stay here and also for ordering pizza.
Fox: Um, it's no big deal.
Esme: Well, Mr. Nicholas Foxworth Crane, looks like you've made another conquest.
Luis: Fancy. Fancy --
Fancy: You hate me. I know you hate me.
Luis: No, this is the secret that I've heard about for so long? Between you and Pretty?
Sheridan: A tragedy, but one that could have been avoided.
Luis: Oh, my God. I could've never imagined.
Fancy: No, you have to understand --
Pretty: There's nothing to understand. Luis, you saw for yourself. She almost killed me tonight.
Pretty: You are deceitful and vengeful, and what Fancy wants, Fancy gets.
Fancy: Stop it! You are being so cruel. It wasn't like what Pretty said, Luis. It was an accident.
Pretty: It was no accident.
Luis: Fancy, do we -- Fancy. Fancy, listen --
Sheridan: Luis, I'm so sorry. Look, we tried to keep this secret for years, but I knew it would eventually come out.
Luis: About Pretty?
Sheridan: No. About Fancy and what she's really like.
Theresa: It's -- ok, so it's hard for me to tell you this.
Ethan: Theresa, what is it?
Justice: Can we get on with it?
Ethan: Hold on, please.
Gwen: It's totally stuck.
Rebecca: Come on, honey. I know you can do better than that.
Gwen: Mother, it's not budging at all.
Rebecca: Ok, ok. Come here, come here.
Gwen: What are you -- what?
Rebecca: Just -- just stand back, ok?
Theresa: The truth --
Theresa: Uh, forgot.
Ethan: You forgot -- what is that banging going on?
Theresa: We have to just forget it. Yeah, you know what I was actually gonna say? I was gonna say that I love you, Ethan, more than everything in this world combined. But you -- you know that already, don't you? I know, sorry. Silly me. Ok, can we just get the ceremony going because I can't wait one more second to be your wife.
Justice: Finally. Then, without further ado, with the powers vested in me by this state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Ethan, you may kiss the bride.
Ethan: Yes, sir.
Ethan: I love you.
Theresa: I love you, too.
Pilar: Theresa, your dream has finally come true.
Whitney: Congratulations. Oh, my God, Ethan. I love both of you guys, really.
Miguel: You take care of my sister or you're gonna hear from me, all right?
Ethan: I will.
Justice: Ladies and gentlemen, let me be the first one to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Ethan Winthrop.
Julian: I mean, Doctor, you're positive that someone pushed Vincent into this crime spree? He didn't come up with this on his own?
Dr. Wilson: Impossible. Vincent is so unsure of himself, he had been drawn to someone of great strength, and as odd as this may sound, he probably feels that he failed whoever pushed him into that weird masquerade. I trust the two of you will stay very actively involved in Vincent's therapy?
Julian: Oh, yes. Well, of course we intend to.
Eve: Oh, absolutely. We want to be available to our son for whatever he needs.
Dr. Wilson: The most important thing is make sure Vincent stays totally away from whomever he considered his leader. Ok? I must leave you now. There's an awful lot of paperwork to do in medicine.
Julian: Thank you.
Eve: Thank you. Alistair's viciousness lives on. We may never know what he did to Vincent after he kidnapped him from the hospital, but it is coming back to haunt us now.
Julian: Yeah, thank God he's dead. He can never hurt Vincent again.
Alistair: Now, you tell me what you know. And don't you dare hold back on me.
Vincent: Prom -- promise you won't hurt me, Grandfather.
Alistair: Stop calling me that!
Vincent: You'll be so grateful to me, I swear.
Alistair: Spit it out.
Vincent: Julian isn't Little Ethan's father. Ethan is.
Sheridan: You poor, poor man. The scales have fallen from your eyes.
Luis: Oh, my God. Fancy. I have to find her.
Sheridan: No, no, no, just leave her alone. She's so upset.
Luis: That's why I have to find her, Sheridan. I have to talk to her.
Sheridan: No, don't go, Luis. Damn it! No, no, you know what, it's ok. It's ok. Luis has finally seen Fancy for who she really is.
Pretty: I could say the same thing about you.
Fancy: It's over. I've lost Luis forever.
Luis: Fancy! Fancy, where are you?
Fancy: No. I can't face him now. He'll be so angry.
Miguel: Come here, give me a hug. I'm so glad this day's finally come.
Theresa: Me, too.
Miguel: And you, bienvenida a la familia.
Ethan: Welcome to the family, right? And you, Pilar, you've always been like a mother to me, and now you are my mother-in-law.
Pilar: Oh, my God. You know how I feel about you, Ethan. You've always been like my son.
Kay: Aw, congratulations.
Theresa: Thank you so much. I guess it's not gonna be long until we're at another wedding, huh?
Whitney: I'm so happy for you. I know how much it's taken for you to get here.
Theresa: Well, I never would have made it without you.
Pilar: And, Ethan, I know that you will be able to keep my Theresa in line, right?
Ethan: I'll do the best that I can. But I'm lucky I have two very smart kids to help me do it.
Little Ethan: This is great, Uncle Ethan. It's almost like you're my real daddy now.
Ethan: Hey, you bet I am.
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