Eli: All right, ladies, are you ready? Have you made your decision? All right, guys, you know the drill. Close your eyes. Keep them closed and pucker up. And the guy who gets the big, wet kiss is going to be the WRCW stud of the month, maybe of the summer. All right, ladies, show them who you picked. Who's it going to be?

Hayley: Uh-oh.
Mateo: Stud-of-the-month trick, huh?
Hayley: Wow. What water must've been really cold.
Mateo: Yeah.

Hayley: Hey, everybody, gather around. Listen up, listen up. Y'all having a good time?
All: Yeah!
Hayley: Good. I just -- this is for you. You've all been busting your butts to make "Wave" a success. And judging by the amounts of thongs I'm seeing, you're all dying to show your butts off.
Mateo: Yeah. Hey, I brought my thong. I got tassels on it.
Hayley: Anyway, this is -- our generous host and boss, Liza Colby, is throwing a barbecue for all of us, so eat, drink, be merry, enjoy the sun. Why did you bring your headset? This is your day off, too, Eli.
Eli: Well, you know, quality television never sleeps. Five minutes?

Mateo: Oh, hey, yeah. Soda?
Hayley: Yeah.
Mateo: Ok.
Hayley: Go.

Eli: Publicity for your new idea.
Hayley: Oh, you mean the segment about the reality-based couples.
Eli: Yeah, I got your big, big memo.
Hayley: You want details?
Eli: That would be nice. Now, we start with a couple at anyplace in their relationship.
Hayley: Right.
Eli: And then what?
Hayley: Well, we get a group of people, like a panel -- no experts, just regular people -- to sort of judge them and then see whether or not their relationship can go the distance.
Eli: Sounds kind of ruthless.
Hayley: Eli, think drama. Think drama. I'm guaranteeing at least one love connection by the end of the summer.
Eli: Ok, well, so, where do we start? I mean, who's our guinea pigs? I mean, our first couple.
Hayley: That's a good question. Couple number one turned us down.
Eli: You and Mateo are pretty photogenic. I mean, you could --
Mateo: What?
Eli: Be the first --
Mateo: No, you see, we're married, freshly married.
Hayley: Freshly.
Mateo: You need somebody that's uncommitted, you know, not married, still on the fence. And we're -- we're not on the fence.
Eli: I see your point.
Mateo: Yeah, yeah.
Eli: Well?
Hayley: Keep a holding pattern. I still have faith in Leo and Becca. Gosh, you have to admit they're awfully cute, aren't they?
Mateo: Yeah. Sophisticated guy meets small-town girl. Sounds le a winner to me.

Leo: Well, it's certainly not the Riviera.
Becca: Think you can manage?
Leo: I think I'll do my best. Actually, this is perfect. It's free food, and I get to see you in a bathing suit. I miss a spot?
Becca: Hmm?
Leo: Did I miss a spot?
Becca: No. No, I think you got it covered.
Leo: All right.

Brooke: Oh, there you are. You know, Eliot's going to be here soon.
Phoebe: Oh? You know, you've been spending so much time with the reverend and his good works, I just wondered if you had an ulterior motive.
Brooke: Isn't Juanita coming for you soon? Maybe you'd like to wait out in the driveway.
Phoebe: Don't be snarky, my dear. By the way, what ever happened to that feisty niece I used to have -- always going for the gusto, hanging out with all the bad boys of the world?
Brooke: Oh, believe me, Eliot has been bad enough.
Phoebe: Beg your pardon? Oh, Brooke, you two haven't --
Brooke: Oh -- no, no, of course not.
Phoebe: Well, then what else is so bad that a reverend could do?
Brooke: I don't know.
Phoebe: Don't be coy with me, dear.
Brooke: I'm being truthful with you. And you can't say a word of this to anybody. Eliot has a prison record.
Phoebe: What?
Brooke: Is that racy enough for you?
Phoebe: Dear God in heaven. I must call Juanita immediately and cancel.
Brooke: Oh, no. No, no, no, no. Don't you dare.
Phoebe: Well, if you think I'm going to leave you alone with a convicted felon --
Brooke: Listen to me. He's a sweet man. I'm sure it was nothing. And it's in the past, and he has moved on.
Phoebe: I'll make a note of it. But may I suggest, my dear, that you find out as much as you possibly can about this reverend of yours?
Brooke: Yes, I will ask.
Phoebe: What if he doesn't tell you?
Brooke: He pulled me from the path of a moving truck yesterday. I think I can cut him some slack.

[Doorbell rings]

Brooke: Saved by Juanita.

Dixie: Hello.
David: Hey.
Dixie: For you.
David: For me? Mmm, please tell me that you stopped at a bakery on the way here.
Dixie: No, actually, I happen to have won my high school bake-off two years in a row.
David: Really?
Dixie: Mm-hmm.
David: Well, I better be careful. All this wholesome goodness is going to rub off on me. Thanks.
Dixie: You're welcome. So, did you get Dimitri all checked in at Seaview?
David: Yes, I did. He's with Dr. Silbert. We started him on the IV. He seemed comfortable when I left him last night.
Dixie: That's great. I have a really good feeling about this. You know, a wife and a family, they're really powerful things to live for.
David: Yes, they are, but they still can't know that he's alive.
Dixie: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Knock on door]

David: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Edmund: Hey. Hi, guys. Sorry -- hope I'm not interrupting anything.
David: No, not at all, Edmund. What can I do for you?
Edmund: I was wondering if Alex had come in yet.
David: I'm expecting her soon.
Dixie: Can I take a message?
Edmund: No, no. Listen, I'm wait. Thanks.
Dixie: Ok.
[Pager beeps]

David: Oh, that's right. That's a patient I have to go see. Why don't you see if Edmund wants one of Dixie's Delectable.
Edmund: No, thanks. I can't eat anything today.
Dixie: You're not sick, are you?
Edmund: No. No, I never felt better in my life.
Dixie: Hmm. Glad I didn't offer you a cup of coffee.
Edmund: Sorry.
Dixie: What? You know, you're acting a little bit like Junior when he has a frog he's trying to sneak into the house.
Edmund: No frogs.
Dixie: No frogs, huh? What's up?
Edmund: Got a rock in my pocket.
Dixie: Oh, my goodness. And here I thought you were just happy to see me.
Edmund: Take a look at this. What do you think? I'm going to ask Alex to marry me.
Dixie: It's beautiful. It's breathtaking.
Edmund: You don't think Alex will be disappointed?
Dixie: I -- I -- no, I don't think so, although I don't know her very well.
Edmund: So there's a chance she might be?
Dixie: Oh, it's very unlikely.
Edmund: You ok?
Dixie: I'm fine. Why?
Edmund: Well, you just seem kind of uncomfortable.
Dixie: It's nothing. It's -- you know what it is? It's the fact that you're going to propose in a doctor's office. Very bad.
Edmund: It's sterile, isn't it?
Dixie: It's unromantic.
Edmund: You're right, you're right. But is that everything? I mean, I just thought you'd be excited, you know, that I'm proposing to her.
Dixie: Really? Why me?
Edmund: You're a romantic.
Dixie: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to crush your enthusiasm.
Edmund: You're not crushing it, Dix. You're just -- you're just not really sharing it. Actually, you're kind of upset, and I'm just wondering why.

Alex: My goodness, look who's here. Hello. Shouldn't she be on her way to camp?
Stella: Maddie feels a little bit hot. Would you mind checking her out?
Alex: Oh, yes. Come up here, sweetheart. Let's have a look at you. Yeah. Let's see here. Oh, yes. My kiss thermometer's never wrong. I don't know, I think maybe she has a little fever.
Stella: Can she still go to camp?
Alex: No. No, not today. I think it's going to be videos and chicken-noodle soup for us. What do you think? Yes? Yes. I think she has a cold.
Stella: Dr. Marick, you should be getting to the hospital. I can look after Maddie.
Alex: What, and miss a whole day of playing house with my Maddie? No, I don't think so. I'll just -- I'll call Dixie, and if there's anything pressing she can send it to Maddie's room. Ok? How about that? Want to help me with my work today? Yay! I couldn't do it without you, Sweetheart.

Brooke: Eliot, you remember my Aunt, Phoebe.
Eliot: Yes. It's a pleasure seeing you again, especially looking so radiant.
Phoebe: Oh, thank you, Reverend. You know, I hardly recognized you without your collar.
Eliot: I get that a lot.
Phoebe: Oh, I'm sure women are swooning all over the street.
Brooke: Maybe I should leave the two of you alone for a while.
Phoebe: Oh.
[Car horn honks]

Phoebe: Oh, that would be my ride. I hope I see you again soon.
Eliot: I'd like that.
Phoebe: Good.
Brooke, dear, would you see me out?
Brooke: You bet.
Phoebe: Juanita will be waiting for me in the driveway.
Brooke: I' be right back.
Eliot: Take your time.

Phoebe: Don't forget to find out why they sent him up the river.
Brooke: Shh!

[Car horn honks]

Brooke: I apologize for my Aunt. She -- she just doesn't feel like being subtle anymore.
Eliot: Hey, why should she? I like her style.
Brooke: Yeah, she's always had plenty of that.
Eliot: Runs in the family.
Brooke: Thank you.
Eliot: Speaking of which, have you heard from Jamie?
Brooke: Oh, yes. He's just great. He loves that camp so much, I'm going to have to pry him out of there with a crowbar.
Eliot: You know, kids always seem to have a way of bouncing back.
Brooke: Yeah.
Eliot: Listen, "Tempo's" donation to the community center -- I brought the papers, so I just wanted to go over these with you.
Brooke: Oh -- put that away. I didn't invite you over here to discuss business.
Eliot: You didn't?
Brooke: No. I wanted to thank you for helping me yesterday with Jamie and for pulling me from the path of that truck.
Eliot: Brooke --
Brooke: Just say "you're welcome."
Eliot: Ok.
Brooke: I was actually planning a picnic. I got a little bit behind in my preparations, so I thought we could have it here.
Eliot: Here?
Brooke: Mm-hmm. Is that all right?
Eliot: We don't have to worry about ants.
Brooke: I could bring some in. Be more authentic. You get that end.

Adrian: So, did you ever think about getting a tattoo on your back?
Tina: No, they say it hurts a lot. I wouldn't even know what to get.
Adrian: You could always get "Adrian" -- in script, of course.
Tina: What do I look like, a walking billboard for my man? Turn around.
Adrian: Your man? Now, that sounds good.

Mateo: You see? I told you. Bald guys have more fun. I'm going to shave my head again.
Hayley: No.
Mateo: Number-two guard doesn't take off that --
Hayley: You're awful. No.

Tina: So, where are you going to put the tattoo of me?
Adrian: Somewhere where only you can see it.

Hayley: Whoa, guys. Don't you think it's hot enough out here?
Adrian: Hey.
Mateo: Hey.
Adrian: Hayley, we are having such a good time. Almost makes me wish I was working on that "Wave" set of yours.
Hayley: Well, I'll keep that in mind, Adrian.
Adrian: Good.
Tina: Would you mind getting me a burger, please?
Adrian: Yeah, sure. Want to take a walk?
Mateo: No, I'm fine.
Hayley: I'd love a burger as well.
Mateo: Oh.

Hayley: So subtle.
Tina: Yeah, like Adrian didn't want to talk to Mateo.
Hayley: Details, girl. Spill everything about the night you cooked dinner for Adrian.
Tina: Well, it started out kind of rough because I couldn't figure out what to cook and I ended up making the apartment look like a tornado hit it.
Hayley: Oh, you were just nervous.
Tina: Yeah, totally. And so was Adrian. And -- and then we kind of, you know, helped each other relax. And he really loved the food.
Hayley: Oh, excellent! What did you wear?
Tina: It doesn't matter because it all came off.

Mateo: You're not going to wipe that smile off your face, are you?
Adrian: After last night, no.
Mateo: Ah. Last night, huh? Details?
Adrian: Absolutely not.
Mateo: But we're not real gentlemen, are we? No, we're not.
Adrian: We are.
Mateo: Tell me what happened. Tell me what happened.
Adrian: Come on, now, give it up. You know I'm not telling you anything.
Mateo: Just step into my office --
Adrian: No.
Mateo: And let me know what happened.
Adrian: No, I'm not telling you a thing.

Greenlee: Put your eyes back in your head, Becca. It's just a man -- only he happens to look good with his shirt off.
Leo: Greenlee, this is a big lake. Why don't you swim to the other side?
Greenlee: I've got all the entertainment I need right here. Hey, Becca, there's still time to sign up for that hog-calling contest later. Will you put some sunscreen on me?
Leo: Do it yourself.
Greenlee: I can't reach where you can.

[Becca imagines Leo putting lotion on her and they kiss]

Becca: That's nice.
Leo: Tell me what to do.
Becca: Anything you want. Just be sweet to me, Leo.
Leo: I will. I will.

Leo: Becca?

[Leo whistles]

Leo: Becca? Hello?
Becca: What? I'm sorry.
Leo: Have a nice trip?
Becca: Excuse me?
Leo: You were just in a place far, far away. Where'd you just go?
Leo: Hey. Are you ok?
Becca: I'm fine.
Leo: You were just a million miles away. Becca: I have a lot on my mind. Where did Greenlee go?
Leo: She took off. This is about her, isn't it?
Becca: What is?
Leo: Well, she comes plowing in here flashing major skin and then wanted me to put sun block on her.
Becca: I don't care.
Leo: You sure? Because it meant zero, Becca. Really. It's just Greenlee.
Becca: Leo, trust me, I'm not thinking about her.
Leo: So you were preoccupied with thoughts of me. Is that it?
Becca: Help, help! Your ego's pushing me off the blanket.
Leo: Has anybody ever told you how funny you are, Becca?
Becca: Once they get to know me.
Leo: Good, because I like it when things can only get better. Here -- will you put some more of this stuff on my back?
Becca: Didn't you already put some on?
Leo: Yeah, I didn't get my shoulders.
Leo: Hello? I don't bite.
Becca: No, I know. I know.
Leo: My shoulders always get burned first.
Leo: Could you go a bit lower?
Becca: Ok.
Becca: I can't. I can't.
Leo: Can't what?
Becca: Why don't you put your own sunscreen on. I -- I have to go.

Brooke: To the man who saved my hide from that dreaded 18-wheeler.
Eliot: Glad to be of service.
Brooke: Listen, I don't want to hear you be humble about the fact that you pulled me away from that truck last night or that you drove me to the hospital because I wouldn't have been able to see Jamie or get to him without you.
Eliot: Ok, I admit it. Underneath my clerical shirt and collar, I wear spandex tights, a cape, and a muscle T-shirt with a big S on the chest.
Brooke: Super-Preacher?
Eliot: Only you and God know my true identity.
Brooke: Actually, only God knows that. Right?
Eliot: I suppose. You really have quite a library here.
Brooke: Yes.
Eliot: You like poetry.
Brooke: When I have the time. I used to be able to name that poet in one line or less.
Eliot: Really?
Brooke: Mm-hmm.
Eliot: That sounds like a challenge.
Brooke: Try me.
Eliot: Ok. Well, you know, actually I only know a few verses that my mother taught me. Ok. "You have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride. How much better is your love than wine."
Brooke: Um -- Shelley?
Eliot: Nope.
Brooke: Browning.
Eliot: Earlier.
Brooke: I give up. Eliot: "Solomon,
Song of," chapter four, verse 10.
Brooke: That's cheating.
Eliot: Hey, what can I say? I mean, all we had around the house were Bibles with poetry in them.

Edmund: Dixie, what are you saying, that I'm throwing too much at Alex by proposing to her?
Dixie: Possibly, yes. You know, she is still grieving your brother.
Edmund: You can say his name.
Dixie: Dimitri was the love of her life, ok? Just like Maria was yours.
Edmund: And you see him standing in between Alex and me?
Dixie: I didn't say that.
Edmund: But that's what you were thinking.
Dixie: You just don't get over somebody that important in a few months, Edmund, you know? It's just going a little fast.
Edmund: Dixie, what are we waiting for? I've spent the last few years of my life just mourning my wife and now my brother, just hoping for a time when I could be happy.
Dixie: And you think Alex feels the same way?
Edmund: I know she does. You know, the Buddhists say that all human beings just want to be happy. That's the whole point of life.
Dixie: Well, I can't argue with the Buddha.
Edmund: No, you can't. I just want to break this cycle of pain. You know what? You're right about something.
Dixie: Am I?
Edmund: Yes, you are. I need a more romantic place to propose. I think I have an idea. Thanks, Dix. You really cleared things up.
Dixie: Did I?

[Telephone rings]

Alex: Hello?
Edmund: Alex.
Alex: Hi! Where are you?
Edmund: Hi. Don't ask. Doesn't matter. I'm coming home. Stay right where you are. I want to see you when I walk through the door.

Dixie: Edmund, don't. Don't.

Alex: Who is that?

Edmund: It's Dixie.

Dixie: Oh, David -- come here, come here.
David: What? What's wrong?
Dixie: Edmund. You have to talk to him. He's about to do something that's going to change everything.

Edmund: Alex, would you hold on just for a second? Dixie, what are you doing? Why are you being so dramatic?
Dixie: Am I? You're the one who's about to take a very big step. Do you mind? Can I share the news?
Edmund: Yeah, sure you can, but --
Dixie: Edmund's about to propose to Alex. She's on the phone right now.
David: Please tell me you're not planning to do that over the phone, Edmund.
Edmund: Very funny, David. Dixie: That's not the point,
David.

Alex: Hello? Are you still there?
Edmund: Oh -- hello? Yes. Honey, listen, I actually thought you'd be at the office.
Alex: Oh, Maddie's running a slight fever, so I'm not coming into the office today. Will you tell Dixie that?
Edmund: Is Maddie ok?
Alex: Yeah, she just has a little cold. She's upstairs in your big bed right now.
Edmund: All right. Well, listen, don't move a muscle. I'm coming right home, all right, because I have something very important to discuss with you.
Alex: Oh. Sounds ominous. Any hints?
Edmund: Not a clue. Love you. Bye.

Edmund: Uh, Dix, listen, I'm -- you're right. Thank you. Thank you very much. She deserves better than me on one knee in the office.
David: That's probably true.
Dixie: Right. Well, it wasn't my place to interfere, Edmund.
Edmund: No, you're not interfering. You've been weird since I got in here. Now, what is it?
David: Oh, I'm sure it's just Dixie is concerned with Alex's work here at the foundation. We really fell behind when she was away.
Dixie: David, just --
David: I mean, in fact, that's why we brought Dixie on, you know, to bring us back up to speed.
Dixie: That's ridiculous. Edmund --
David: Oh, come on, Dixie. Admit it, huh? Alex going away for a month on a honeymoon -- that means more work for you, right?
Dixie: What?
Edmund: All right. I'll try to keep it down to two weeks, all right?
David: No, no. Look, don't even worry about it. We'll pick up the slack.
Dixie: That's not what it was.
David: It's all right. We'll pick up the slack. Look, the man is in love, Dixie. There's nothing that we can do about it. You go right ahead, Edmund. You know, just wrap that ball and chain around your neck and give our best to Alex.
Edmund: Dixie, I know you have doubts, but please don't.

Dixie: You're such a jerk. What are you doing? Get your hands off of me. Let go of me! How dare you. Edmund deserves to know the truth.
David: And what truth is that? That the love he feels for Alex doesn't mean anything?
Dixie: Of course it means something. But Dimitri and his love for his wife are very much alive and well, thank you very much. And I think we deserve -- he deserves for us to tell him before he goes and proposes. David: I will do no such thing. And neither will you.

Eliot: My mother read the Bible, like, every day. She saw no sense in even bringing any other books in the house. You know, she said she wasn't going to read them anyway.
Brooke: Were you from a religious family?
Eliot: No, just my mom.
Brooke: Any brothers or sisters?
Eliot: There goes that reporter in you again.
Brooke: Ok, so I'll just stick to what I know, and we'll go from there, all right?
Eliot: Ok.
Brooke: You like to work out at the gym, you motivated a young man to turn his life around, you make incredible fried chicken, and you can handle yourself in a fight. What am I missing?
Eliot: Sounds like you've pretty much got everything.
Brooke: Except a glaring chunk of your life before we met. But I'm not picky.
Eliot: You know, there's really not that much to tell you.
Brooke: Well, what about your family? I mean, you haven't told me anything about them.
Eliot: We just didn't get along. I mean, you know, I used to be the kind of man you wouldn't want to know.
Brooke: I find that hard to believe. I do.
Eliot: Hmm.
Brooke: So, what changed you?
Eliot: I found God.
Brooke: Well, I should have seen that coming, right?
Eliot: We don't wear these collars for show, you know. Name that poet. Ready? One, two, three, go. "What through the radiance that was once so bright --"
Brooke: "Be now taken forever from our sight, though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass --"
Eliot: You want to know about my life, Brooke? I would like to give just one hour of splendor to the people in my life. That's why I serve God.

Tina: Are you ok, though? I mean, one minute you're off in the clouds, and then the next minute you're all jumpy.
Becca: No, I'm fine. Seriously. Looks like Adrian came to his senses.
Tina: We both did.
Becca: Do you love him?
Tina: Totally.
Becca: So is he the one?
Tina: Yeah, definitely.
Becca: How did you know?
Tina: Well, he showed me.
Becca: What did he do?
Tina: Well, Becca, the only Way that you can tell if a guy is the one is if he -- if he breaks loose, throws all that man stuff out the window. The outside world, they see Adrian as this tough, all-business ex-spy. He's sweet. He's tender.
Becca: Leo wants everyone to think he's some European stud but he's really not. I can see it.
Tina: Oh, Becca you see this side of him, maybe he is the one

. Mateo: Actually, I think I put some towels in this one over here, so why don't you use that?
Woman: Ok.

Leo: Look, I told you guys before I'm not interested in coming on some talk show to air my dirty laundry in front of a national audience. No way.
Mateo: How much money do you want?
Leo: Whoa. You never said anything about monetary incentives.
Hayley: Then let me be so crass. 10 Grand just to show up.
Mateo: And, Leo, you split it with Becca.
Leo: You guys are ruthless, you know that?
Hayley: Well --
Greenlee: Do you even have to think about it?
Leo: Is that the devil I hear on my shoulder
Greenlee: What are you waiting for?
Hayley: I need an answer before you leave, Leo.

Greenlee: This is the definition of a no-brainer.
Leo: Oh, sure. I see it now. Becca and I go on national TV in front of a bunch of strangers who are going to give us the thumbs up or the thumbs down. Becca's not exactly positive about that whole subject right now.
Greenlee: Of course she's not. But I'll save you the trouble. You two don't have a Slurpee's chance in hell of making it together.
Greenlee: Who are we kidding, Leo? You and Becca are doomed to failure.
Leo: Like you know anything about making a relationship last longer than one night, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Forget me. I say that you and the eternal virgin don't make it past Labor Day.
Leo: Got a better shot than you and Ryan, that's for sure.
Greenlee: Then prove it.

Leo: I'll do it.
Hayley: Whoa, where's Becca?
Leo: That's my only condition. It's your show. You convince her. I'm not going to push her into it, and whatever she says goes.
Mateo: I told you he was going to say that.
Leo: You did?
Mateo: Yeah.
Leo: Am I that transparent?
Hayley: Yeah. Don't worry about it. We got a plan. Hey!
Becca: Hey.
Leo: Hey, Becca.
Becca: What's going on?
Leo: Just hear them out.
Hayley: Leo has agreed to do the show if you come with him.
Mateo: Yeah, see, Hayley and I were thinking that this would be the perfect opportunity for you to put that whole Virgin Victor thing to bed.
Hayley: Yeah, go on national television and show the world that you're not some victim of a sadistic joke.
Mateo: What do you say?

Tina: So, what were you and Mateo talking about?
Adrian: Come on, now, you know me better than that. I'm not the kind who brags.
Tina: I wouldn't mind if you did. I'm a catch.
Adrian: Oh, Mateo was just talking to me about this new segment on "Wave" where couples get in front of an audience and try and figure out whether the relationship is going to last or not.
Tina: Are we going to do it?
Adrian: Of course not.
Tina: Why not? It would be fun.
Adrian: Yeah, if you're in the audience laughing at us. No, thank you.
Tina: What better way to make sure that we're going in the right direction?
Adrian: I thought we were sure.

Alex: Can you hear it? What's it saying -- "I love you, Maddie, I love you, Maddie"? Look who's here. Maddie, look. It's Daddy!
Edmund: Hi, Sweetie. What you got there?
Alex: It's a stethoscope.
Edmund: Oh! I heard somebody wasn't feeling too well. Let's see.
Alex: She's a lot better now.
Edmund: You feel good to me. Hi.

Dixie: Look, just get out of my way, ok? Edmund deserves to know.
David: Why, because you say so?
Dixie: Ok, you tell me. If Edmund marries Alex while she's still married to Dimitri, what happens, ok? That's a fact. She's married to him. Don't dress it up as some sort of moral dilemma.
David: Dimitri is my patient, and therefore you have a responsibility to him as well. If he doesn't want Edmund to know, we have to respect that.
Dixie: Why, because you say so? You know what, this -- you hide behind this whole medical ethics argument, but really I think this is all about control for you.
David: Is that right?
Dixie: Yeah, that's right. And don't you dare patronize me. You're the only one who knows everything. You keep the rest of us in the dark, and we all have to dance to your tune.
David: Do you really think that I enjoy this?
Dixie: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I think you do. I think some little part of you loves it. And that's not right, David. Alex is still in love with Dimitri.
David: The memory of Dimitri.
Dixie: You don't know that. And what if she goes ahead and marries Edmund for some reason? She's married to Dimitri. It's a crime.
David: If Dimitri wanted it to stop, he would do that.
Dixie: What about Alex? I mean, she becomes a bigamist? And what about Edmund? I mean, he was willing to back off when he knew his brother was still alive. That's what he was going to do.
David: You don't know what would have happened, Dixie.
Dixie: You know what? I know what's going to happen now.
David: Wait a minute. Wait, you are not going to Wildwind! I'm giving you an order.
Dixie: You order me?
David: Yes!
Dixie: Are you kidding me? I don't let Tad order me around. I'm certainly not going to let you order me around.
David: Dixie --
Dixie: Forget it. We're done. We're finished.

Eliot: "We shall grieve not, but rather find peace in what is left behind." Well, it's not easy to find peace.
Brooke: Is that what you're looking for?
Eliot: Yeah, I think so. Aren't you?
Brooke: You know that I am.
Eliot: So we're not so different.
Brooke: Except you found God.
Eliot: It's more like God found me.
Brooke: In prison?
Eliot: Mm-hmm.
Brooke: Eliot, what did you do? Why were you in prison?

Adrian: Listen, Tina, we're really just getting a chance to know each other, all right? And I'm not quite ready to open it up to the outside world.
Tina: Not even for fun?
Adrian: How would that be fun?
Tina: Because we already know we're perfect for each other. It's like reading the horoscope. You never believe everything that you read, but it always makes you wonder.
Adrian: All right. I can't believe I'm going to do this.
Tina: Oh! This will be fun.
Adrian: Yeah.

Hayley: I also told Leo about the money.
Becca: What, you're going to pay us?
Leo: 10 Grand.
Becca: What?
Mateo: You get half.
Becca: Leo, you really could use that money.
Leo: True, true. But I'm not going to do it unless you want to.
Becca: Well, maybe I could use the money, too.
Leo: That's what I'm talking about -- a woman after my own heart.
Becca: I'll do it, I'll do it.
Hayley: Yes! Yes! It's going to be an awesome show. You'll see. You'll see. You're going to love it.
Mateo: All right. Let's go for a swim.

[Becca and Leo laugh]

Becca: They're really funny.
Leo: Those guys are too much.
Becca: They're too much.

Greenlee: Becca, this should be a moment you never forget.

Alex: He was a wild horse that Maddie knew how to handle. And every time he tried to buck her, she held on round his neck -- Hi. Hi, Dixie. I didn't hear you come in.
Edmund: Dixie. What's going on? What are you doing here?


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Leo: I want you to trust me. Ask me anything, anything at all. I'll tell you the truth.

Eliot: I robbed an innocent family of their most precious gift.

David: What happened?
Alex: She passed out. You think it's her heart?