http://tvmegasite.net/day/passions/transcr...ns-06-16-04.htmThis is one of my favorite Whitney & Theresa scenes. This was right before Whitney and Fox ended up together at the Sea Cliff.
Whitney: Hey, hey, hey. It takes patience to be able to knit properly.
Theresa: Oh, gosh. It's ok. You know, you got the wrong Lopez Fitzgerald. Mama's the one with all the patience, not me. Sorry. Ok, what's all this?
Whitney: A little surprise for the mama-to-be.
Theresa: Oh?
Whitney: I brought you strawberries --
Theresa: Strawberries!
Whitney: Jalapeno potato chips --
Theresa: Oh, my god.
Whitney: Orange soda, Hawaiian pizza with anchovies, and in the freezer downstairs I have --
Theresa: Pistachio ice cream with chocolate sauce?
Whitney: That's exactly right.
Theresa: Ooh, thank you! All my favorites from when I was pregnant with little Ethan.
Whitney: And you know what, to top all of it off --
Theresa: Yeah?
Whitney: I got you this fabulous mark necklace from Jessica. It is so adorable.
Theresa: Oh, my god! Let me see. Hold on. Oh, Whit, thank you. Thank you so much.
Whitney: Oh, you're welcome. I also got you a little Mark hookup with lip-gloss on one end, mascara on the other.
Theresa: Oh, hey.
Whitney: Come in handy. Jessica's making a ton of money selling that stuff. And I also got myself a little bracelet.
Theresa: Yeah? Look, they match.
Whitney: I know, right? Chad's taking me away on a little romantic weekend, but not till he finishes his work, so I figured it would be a perfect time for me to spend a little girl time with my pregnant best friend. So, what do you want to eat first? I bet you its strawberries, right?
Theresa: I'm not hungry, Whit.
Whitney: Oh, come on, when are you ever not hungry?
Theresa: Oh, come on.
Whitney: Ok. What's wrong?
Theresa: I've made a mess of everything. I mean, I can't do anything right. See? I can't even knit.
Theresa: I've really made a mess of everything, haven't I?
Whitney: Oh, now, don't be silly. You haven't made a mess. Well, I mean, it wouldn't be really considered a mess, you know, not really.
Theresa: That's all right. Come on, we all know I have, you know? My family lost their home because of me and our jobs because of me I’m broke, Whitney. I'm living in your home. I'm mooching off of you and your family. I'm pregnant with Ethan’s baby, a man I can't get out of my heart, who's married to a woman who would dance at my funeral. I broke up with fox, one of the greatest guys that I've ever met, because I felt so guilty about sleeping with his half brother so that Ethan and Gwen wouldn't find out that I miscarried the embryo that I'd stolen from their surrogate.
Whitney: I'm getting a headache.
Theresa: Yeah, well, Whitney, I am. I had to get pregnant so that I could have a bargaining chip to get little Ethan back. And now the baby that I'm pregnant with isn't even Gwen’s. It's mine with Ethan. But Gwen thinks it's hers, so I'm going to have to give this baby to her, but I don't know if I can, Whitney. And then I'm, like, trying to knit this thing, and I can't even do that.
Whitney: Ok. Well, yeah, you're in a little bit of a mess here, but, Theresa --
Theresa: I know. It's ok. You don't have to say it. I did this to myself. It's my fault, I know. It's just -- it still hurts.
Whitney: Oh, honey, I know. It's ok.
Theresa: Thanks.
Whitney: So what are you going to do, huh? Oh, wait a minute, what am I saying? I don't believe I'm about to say this, but, you know, didn't you say something about having a plan, hmm, some kind of way that you were going to be able to fix it so you wouldn't have to give your baby up to Gwen and Ethan, right?
Theresa: Yeah. Yeah, I am thinking of one, but it's not going to be easy.
Whitney: This is news.
Theresa: Not really. You know, what I've got planned -- well, it's going to hit like an earthquake, like a 9.2 on the Richter scale.
Whitney: Honey, will you please eat something? That pizza's probably all cold by now.
Theresa: I will, I will.
Whitney: Honey, you know you can stay here as long as you like, ok, and you don't ever have to worry about mooching. I, for one, am going to be glad to get out of this house. Just being under the same roof with my slut of a mother is driving me crazy.
Theresa: Whitney, come on. You don't even know for sure.
Whitney: Oh, I don't? Then why do I always see my doctor mother sucking face with Julian Crane?
Theresa: Whitney --
Whitney: I just can't believe that I bought all the lectures she used to give me, you - "be a good girl, Whitney. Be a young lady. Miss manners wouldn't approve." God, I can't believe what a hypocrite she is.
Theresa: Come on, would you listen to yourself, all right? You've put your mother on trial, you've judged her, you've sentenced her to the gas chamber, and you don't even know for sure if she's really having an affair with Julian.
Whitney: Oh, please! You know, I'm not a total moron. If my mother's not sleeping with Julian, then why is she with him all the time, hmm? Why are they always sneaking around like a couple of spies?
Theresa: I don't know.
Whitney: That's right, Theresa, you don't know. You have no idea what it feels like to know that your mother is cheating on your father, ok?
Theresa: No, Whitney, you're right, I don’t. And, you know, you should count your blessings, because my father is gone and my mother's is all-alone you know, I wish my father were here for my mother to cheat on. I wish I had both parents with jobs. I wish I had a home. I wish I had a boyfriend who loved me. I wish I had a music career. And, you know, Whitney, someday you could even become rich and famous. So from where I'm sitting, you got it pretty good -- a hell of a lot better thank you think you do.
Whitney: Yeah, well, you think my life is so great, why don't you try living it?
Theresa: You have a really nice home, money in your pocket, and food on your table. It's a lot better than mine, Whitney. I'm pregnant and alone.
Whitney: And whose fault is that?
Whitney: Look, Theresa, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm just upset, ok? I'm really sorry I said that.
Theresa: I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have snapped at you, either. I know this whole thing with your mom and Julian’s just making you crazy, so -- well, we've both got our problems, right?
Whitney: Yeah, but, you know, at least yours are a lot worse than mine.
Theresa: Yeah, thanks for always cheering me up.
Whitney: Well, you know. You know, how come we always get sentimental whenever we have our little girl talks?
Theresa: Because we've been best friends for years and years, and when we get into trouble, our friendship, no matter what, gets us through it. You know, we're like Lucy and Ethel.
Whitney: Yeah, and I suppose you're Lucy, right?
Theresa: Of course I mean, she was the pretty one.
Whitney: Oh, oh, well, then I'm Lucy.
Theresa: No, no, no, I am.
Whitney: Oh, I think we'd better shelve that one.
Theresa: Ok.
Whitney: Well, you know what, I promise I'm always going to be here for you, ok? We'll be friends till the end, all right?
Theresa: And I'll always be here for you. I promise.
Whitney: Well, hey, that pizza's probably, like, stone cold by now. Why don't we heat it up?
Theresa: No, no, no. Are you crazy? That's my favorite thing for breakfast.
Whitney: Oh, yeah, cold pizza.
Theresa: Yeah, and breakfast is my favorite meal of the day any time of the day, so --
Whitney: Well, I'll tell you one thing, if you eat all that pizza, you're going to land yourself a spot on "fear factor," I tell you that.
Theresa: Oh, that's it. Now go so I can enjoy.
Whitney: For once, I think I'm going to actually listen to what you say.
Theresa: Hey, yeah, that is a first, isn't it? Care for a piece?
Whitney: No. Yeah, you're right, you know, I'm not going to let this whole thing with my mom and Julian ruin my trip with Chad. I'm going to hope it all goes away, frankly.
Theresa: Good.
Whitney: Yeah.