Erica: No, no, no, that's not what I want. No, you've gone way too far.
Myrtle: What's the matter, Darling?
Chris: I don't believe this. For the love of -- how the hell am I supposed to get into the Enchantment offices now?
Erica: I ask for one simple favor and I get this?
Myrtle: Listen, when that phone call came in, you said that the background check had turned up something about Chris.
Erica: Yes, Myrtle, it had. But this -- I mean, they've just taken it now and --
Chris: Are you for real? Honestly?
Erica: Me? What?
Chris: Myrtle, I'm going to have to move out of here.
Myrtle: You are not.
Chris: Yeah, well, I'm no freeloader, and it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to afford a room here, does it?
Myrtle: What's going on here, Chris?
Chris: Would you like to tell our friend, ms. Kane, or should I?

Greenlee: Who does these books for Erica, a chimp? I mean, this is pretty basic. Your inventory shouldn't exceed your payables, right? I don't get it.

Man: Greenlee Smythe? What, are you working for a living now?
Greenlee: Judson, what are you doing here?
Judson: No hug?
Judson: You look great.
Greenlee: Misery agrees with me.
Judson: You're in misery? Do tell.
Greenlee: Isn't Pine Valley un peu outre for you, Judson?
Judson: I have family on the main line.
Greenlee: Oh, of course you do.
Judson: You know, I saw Michel in Cap Ferrat last week, and he had an amazing story to tell about you.
Greenlee: I don't know what Michel could know about me. I have a career now, I live in a loft. Pretty basic.
Judson: And your better half?
Greenlee: I've always favored my left side. Agreed?
Judson: Leo is an old friend of mine, Greenlee. Small world, huh?
Greenlee: You know Leo du Pres?
Judson: For years.
Greenlee: Hmm, well, that's to be expected.
Judson: Trouble?
Greenlee: With?
Judson: Greenlee, has Leo already backed out on you?
Greenlee: Backed out on what?
Judson: Marrying you? Are you and Leo still engaged?

Laura: Hey. Leo, what'd you do now?
Leo: It's a pen. A belated graduation gift.
Laura: No, it is not.
Leo: See, that's why you got your diploma, smarty pants. Go ahead. Open it.
Laura: What's the occasion?
Leo: It's our anniversary.
Laura: It is?
Leo: Yeah. Four weeks ago today I brought you home from the hospital. Four weeks ago today we started our future together. I wanted to mark it.
Laura: You're very romantic.
Leo: Yeah, I know. Thank you. Now, go ahead, open it.
Laura: I will, I will, but in just a minute. I have to do something first.
Leo: What could you possibly have to do?

Rosa: Ok, I think he's ok. I think he's going to be ok.
Gabriel: Hang on.
Ken: Marcus, what were you trying to do?
Gabriel: Are you ok, man?
Marcus: Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
Ken: Everybody back up. Give him some room to breathe. Cool?
Marcus: Yeah. Yeah.
Rosa, I don't know what to say. I'm sorry.
Rosa: No, don't be sorry. Are you sure you're ok?
Marcus: Yeah, yeah. I'm all right. I got caught in the undertow.
Gabriel: Are you sure you're ok?
Marcus: Yeah -- yes. I'm fine, all right? I guess I should thank you.
Gabriel: Look, are you totally sure you're ok?
Marcus: Yeah, I said I was.
Gabriel: Good.
[Gabriel punches Marcus]

Ken: Hey, man!
Rosa: What's wrong with you?
Gabriel: You tried to kill me, you freaking liar!
Ken: Agh! Man!
Marcus: What is your freaking problem, man, huh? Are you crazy?
Gabriel: What, am I crazy? Man, you tried to drown me!
Marcus: What? Are you out of it? You are out of it! Who are you trying to impress, huh?
Rosa: Come on, you guys. Gabriel, I know that you're upset, but why would Marcus try and hurt you?
Gabriel: I mean, can't you see who he is, Rosa? He lies about everything!
Marcus: You better shut up now.
Gabriel: And he lies and he's violent!
Marcus: Shut up! And let me say something for a minute, all right?
Marcus: Rosa, look, don't believe him, ok?
Bianca: Gabriel, are you ok?
Gabriel: I'm fine.
Marcus: He says all this junk about me, but he's the one who hauls off and hits people and hurts people, throws stuff around, ok? You know it.
Gabriel: Yeah, I've hit you before, and I'll hit you again! But I'd never hit a woman.
Gabriel: Tell them who hit you, Shannon.
Marcus: Gabriel, I swear to God, if you keep talking --
Gabriel: Look, Rosa, ask Shannon who hit her! Ask her!
Marcus: Gabriel, shut up now.

Laura: I think I'm going to like anniversaries.
Leo: Yeah, me, too. Go ahead. Open the box.
Laura: Oh. Leo.
Leo: You like it?
Laura: Oh, it's gorgeous! I love it. You're too good to me.
Leo: I am not. You spoil me rotten. All right, Laura, I made reservations at the Valley Inn for lunch.
Laura: Oh, yeah? Candlelight lunch for your wife, the invalid? Sorry, I won't whine.
Leo: Well, you're not an invalid. And you look incredible.
Laura: Yeah? Not bad for a heart transplant, huh? Ok. I believe you.
Leo: You're ready to go? I want to show you off. All right. Oh. Are you up for this?
Laura: Yeah, I'm up for anything with you. Thank you. Just give me five minutes?

Myrtle: One cotton-picking minute! Did you have him fired?
Erica: No, not exactly.
Chris: Oh, that's precious.
Erica: Look, Mr. Stamp technically works for a maintenance company whose services I contract out to work in my office. So technically, they fired him.
Chris: Oh, you are some piece of work, lady. You really are.
Erica: Look, it was a mistake. It was a misunderstanding. That's all.
Chris: Yeah, losing my job and not being able to pay my rent is a little bit more than a mistake to me, ok?
Myrtle: Well, what exactly did you do, Erica?
Erica: I may have called his supervisor a suggested that Mr. Stamp be kept a little bit less underfoot.
Chris: Let me ask you something. Why do you hate me so much? Do I in some way resemble one of your 56 ex-husbands?
Erica: Hey.
Chris: Do you have something against blue-collar labor? Do I fall into some category of the great unwashed and my mere presence sends you into spasms of disgust? Is that it?
Erica: I hardly know you.
Chris: Exactly. You don't know me.
Erica: But you're everywhere I turn around in my office. You're there. You're everywhere. You're here with Myrtle.
Chris: She's my landlady!
Erica: She's my best friend! I think that's too coincidental.
Chris: Oh, I see. In other words, if it doesn't fit into your picture-perfect life, you just get rid of it, right? Myrtle, Myrtle, I'm sorry. I was going to pay this month's rent on the 5th. I was just waiting for my check to clear, but it looks like I'm just going to have to pack my stuff up. I'll be out by tomorrow morning. I don't want you to lose a month's rent.
Myrtle: That is absolute nonsense! You're going to stay right here and you're going to get another job.
Chris: But I don't know how long that's going to take, and I can't do that to you. I won't!
Erica: Look, I feel really awful about this. I do.
Chris: Yeah, it's written all over your manicure.
Erica: Is there anything I can do, truly?
Chris: Just disappear.
Erica: I'd like to help you if I can. I feel somewhat responsible.
Chris: "Somewhat"?
Erica: Look, why don't you just tell me what you want?
Chris: I want my job back.
Erica: Fine.
Chris: Fine.
Erica: Don't move.
Chris: I'll be right here.

Erica: Yes, maintenance. This is Erica Kane speaking.

Greenlee: We're just not together, Judson, ok?
Judson: Well, what happened?
Greenlee: We broke up.
Judson: Why?
Greenlee: What do you mean, why? People break up all the time.
Judson: Why did you and Leo break up? Two stubborn mules like the two of you, it couldn't have been pretty.
Greenlee: We were being impulsive. It was the wrong move for both of us.
Judson: Hmm. He's an impulsive guy, but marriage? du Pres? Unless there was a cash exchange involved, I just can't see it. Yikes. Was that it? Was he trying to get you to sign some pre-nup so he could take your family fortune if you died suddenly, unexpectedly?
Greenlee: Were you always this shallow and superficial, Judson?
Judson: You know I was. Come on. It's over now. Nothing takes away the sting of getting dumped like dumping on the dumper. Why did Leo back out?
Greenlee: Leo's just not the marrying kind, ok? Leo du Pres can't be married to anyone.

[Laura and Leo walk into the dining room at the Pine Valley Inn]

Judson: Small world, small town.
Greenlee: Fabulous.

Judson: Your ears must have been ringing, du Pres.
Leo: So that's what that annoying sound was. Judson, you were the last person in the world I expected to see here.
Judson: Yeah, I like the element of surprise. I'm Judson Pierce.
Laura: Laura.
Judson: Laura --
Leo: du Pres. This is my wife.
Judson: Your wife?
Leo: Yeah.
Judson: Man, talk about the element of surprise since no one would have called you the marrying kind. No offense, Laura.
Laura: Oh. None taken. Hello, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Oh, hi. There's my father. How lucky can I get? Excuse me.

Greenlee: Daddy, hi. Will you have lunch with me?
Roger: Oh, I'd love to have lunch with you. Why don't you get us a table?

Judson: Please. How did this happen?
Leo: How did what happen?
Judson: You. Wedding band, etc., etc.
Leo: You fall in love. You get married. It's not something to be so shocked about, Judson.
Judson: Man -- there are going to be women throughout the entire universe in mourning when news of this crosses the pond. I mean, they were shocked enough when they learned about his engagement. Oh, sorry. Is this is a sore subject?
Laura: No. Not for me. Or Leo.
Judson: Aren't you two just the cutest things on earth? Let me buy you lunch at least.
Leo: We can buy our own lunch, Judson. Thank you.
Judson: A lot has changed.
Leo: Judson, are you happy for us? Do you wish us well?
Judson: Sure, I do. We're old friends.
Leo: All right. Excuse me. I'm going to take three of these. You can charge whoever these were supposed to go to, all right?
Waiter: All right, Sir.
Thank you.
Leo: There you go. All right, let's drink to my wife and me, and our happiness.

Erica: Yes, I understand, but there was a miscommunication, and I really would like -- hello? Hello?
That was your supervisor.
Chris: Lovely phone manner as always. He was all for rehiring me, wasn't he? I could tell.
Erica: He's already hired someone else. I'm so sorry.
Chris: Yeah, well, whenever it rains, it pours.
Myrtle: Oh, Darling, don't you worry. We're going to figure something out. Aren't we, Erica? Aren't we?
Erica: Yes, yes! We're going to figure something out.
Chris: I should have seen this coming a mile away. Steady gig. Benefits. Not for me.
Myrtle: Listen, Darling, you are right. You're absolutely right. Meaning, you could do so much more, and you should. Erica, Erica, I just don't understand. Why did you find it necessary to criticize this wonderful man? I mean, it's beyond me.
Erica: Myrtle, believe me, if you knew why I was criticizing him, you would have done exactly --
Myrtle: Look, look, hardworking men and fine-minded men like Chris do not come down the pike every Friday afternoon.
Erica: Myrtle, I was only trying to regain some sense of order in my office, some sense of privacy, that's all.
Myrtle: Wait.
Erica: What?
Myrtle: I've had -- I've had a wonderful, wonderful idea. Wait a minute. You love working at Enchantment, don't you?
Chris: Huh -- yes, it's a good place to work.
Myrtle: Yes, and you're way beyond a janitorial position, aren't you? I mean, anyone -- anyone can see that.
Erica: Myrtle, I don't know that we are really equipped to make an assessment like that, you know, based on --
Myrtle: Look, Darling, I know. I know that you feel really very, very badly about costing him his job and his paycheck. But you are the boss. You hired him.
Erica: Myrtle, I already to you. It was the maintenance company that fired him.
Myrtle: Darling, I don't mean that. I mean, you hire him for Enchantment. Make him an offer.
Erica: Sorry?
Myrtle: And you should be. What do you think, Chris?

Gabriel: It's ok, Shannon. You don't have to hide it anymore. Show them your face. Show them what Marcus did to you.
Marcus: Gabriel, if you don't shut the hell up --
Gabriel: He can't hurt you if you tell the truth. I'll make sure of it. I swear it.
Shannon: Ok. I was. I was hit. And it wasn't the first time. But Marcus didn't do it. It was my dad. And Marcus was the one who helped me get away from him.
Heather: Shannon, your father hits you?
Shannon: When he drinks, he goes off on me. I don't like to talk about it, ok? Marcus was the one who helped me get away from him this last time, which was the worst yet. I know he doesn't mean it because I know he really loves me. He just loses it sometimes. He has a problem, I guess. He needs help. I would help him get it if he let me.
Gabriel: Don't do this, Shannon. Look, don't protect him.
Shannon: You don't know me, ok? Marcus does. He knows me and my mom and my dad for, like, years. We grew up together. He's my friend. He takes care of me, so just drop it, ok?

Marcus: I finally couldn't let it go on anymore. I walked in on Shannon -- Shannon's father as he was hitting her this last time, and I felt like I had to help her. She didn't want me involved, but -- but I couldn't stay out of it. So, that's why I've kept this quiet, you know, about Shannon. And I hope you can understand, Rosa.
Rosa: Marcus, that must be so hard for you, taking on Shannon's father like that, somebody you've known so long. I'm really proud of you.

Erica: You want me to invent a job for Mr. Stamp?
Myrtle: Darling, Darling, Enchantment would thrive with a guy like this working there. I mean, he can do anything.
Chris: Well, not anything, Myrt. I mean, I don't think I'd make such a good lipstick model.
Myrtle: Oh, I bet you could. Oh, listen, Darling, it would be perfect, and, you know, it would be a way to repay him for messing around where you shouldn't have.
Erica: Look, I really would like to help -- I really would --
Chris: Uh -- here it comes.
Erica: I mean it, I would. But I cannot off the top of my head just think of a position at Enchantment that would suit Mr. Stamp's --
Chris: Janitorial talents?
Erica: Don't bait me, Mr. Stamp.
Chris: Don't patronize me, Ms. Kane.
Myrtle: Well, look, wait a minute. Just let me think. Ok, ok. Let's -- let's forget Enchantment if it doesn't work for you, Darling.
Erica: Thank you, Myrtle.
Myrtle: I've got a better idea. Now, listen, you are always saying that you don't have enough help. Now, why don't you hire Chris to be a sort of all-around driver, a kind of guy Friday kind of person? I mean, he would be wonderful. I have never, never known a person so, so helpful, so, so full of enthusiasm, so, so wonderful, so, so full of fun! Well, what do you think, Chris?
Chris: Gee, I don't know, Myrt. Ms. Kane might actually want to like the person who makes her cushy life cushier.
Erica: Oh, you see what I mean, Myrtle?
Myrtle: Oh, look, Darling, it's good for you. You need someone who is a challenge to you, not all those yes-men who bow to all your little whims.
Erica: Why are you doing this to me, Myrtle? Why are you being so mean to me?
Myrtle: Darling, I am just trying to make your life easier. Now, Chris, you wouldn't mind working for Erica, would you?
Chris: Me?
Myrtle: Yeah.
Chris: [New York accent] forget about it. I could, like, work for Attila the Hun.
Erica: [New York accent] oh, am I supposed to be really thrilled by that comment?
Chris: Hey, when do we start, Babe? I'm ready when you are.
Myrtle: Look, Darling, don't disappoint me.
Erica: [Normal voice] soon. Soon. Just as soon as I figure out all the details.
Myrtle: Wonderful.
Erica: But right now I have to get back to the office. I have to call to be picked up. I'm going to call and have them pick me up here in about 10 minutes, ok? I mean, I would have driven myself today -- I'm perfectly capable of driving myself -- but I'm having my convertible detailed.
Chris: [Normal voice] Ahem. My car's ready.
Erica: Uh -- thank you, no.
Myrtle: Look, Darling, Darling, you just hired him and he's ready.
Chris: Uh-huh.
Erica: Myrtle, really, I can do this.
Myrtle: Look, put the phone down. Go on. You see? It's all worked out for the best. And Chris here can do all your driving, can't you, Honey?
Chris: Mm-hmm. Myrt, you're the greatest. Now, sit down, you get some more rest, and you get rid of that virus, ok?
Myrtle: Oh, I feel great. It's going to be all right, Darling. It's going to work out.
Chris: Let's go, boss lady.
Erica: Oh.
Chris: You forgot to call shotgun.
Erica: If you are going to be my driver, Mr. Stamp, then I'm going to be riding in the back.
Chris: [Southern accent] fine. If you-all think you can heave those six-inch puppies in the back of my truck.
Erica: Your what?
Chris: And if you're really nice, I'll let you sit in the front. That's usually a space I reserve for my dog, Ralphie, but he's at the vet today. Hope you're not allergic.
Erica: To what?
Chris: Dog hair. He's shedding like a house a-fire. Come on, now.

Roger: You know, I am so happy you wanted to have lunch with me, Greenlee. I was going to stop by your office and give you this, but now --
Greenlee: What is this?
Roger: Call it a first installment. You know, I said I was going to repay you for borrowing money from your trust fund, and, well, that's a start.
Greenlee: I never thought -- thank you, Daddy. Business is good?
Roger: Very.
Greenlee: You said you're working for a Dutch import firm, right?
Roger: I am, thanks for remembering, and I'm going to bring you some chocolates the next time I see you.
Greenlee: I'd like that.
Roger: Good.
Greenlee: So you're into this new job.
Roger: I'm enjoying it very much. All those years of business school prior to marrying your mother are really starting to pay off.
Greenlee: How did all this happen?
Roger: Oh, luck and connections, but I want to hear about your new career with Erica Kane.
Greenlee: Oh, well, she treats me like a servant -- correction -- a slave.
Roger: Does she really?
Greenlee: Oh, she's got a hold on me and she knows it. Now she has me looking at the books, and I have to tell you, Daddy, there's some huge gaps. I mean, they pay MBA's to do this stuff, right?
Roger: Mm-hmm.
Greenlee: But these errors are really basic and really huge.
Roger: Well, you were always good in math. What have you found?
Greenlee: It's a mishmash. Roger: You want to run it
by me?
Greenlee: You want to look at the numbers?
Roger: If I can help, if that's all right with you.
Greenlee: Well, you were always really good at that sort of thing. I need another set of eyes to look at it before the wrath of Kane comes down on me.
Roger: Well, I would be glad to help you.
Greenlee: Great. Come with me. We'll grab a sandwich on the way.
Roger: Ok.
Greenlee: I don't like the ambience in here that much, anyway.

Judson: To the newlyweds. Long may you wed.
Leo: All right.
Judson: You don't like champagne, Laura?
Laura: Oh, I'm -- not today.
Judson: That's too bad. Your husband has a real taste for it. Leo, remember Gstaad, huh?
Leo: Sure, it's great skiing.
Judson: Oh, better après skiing. You know, I'm on my way to Chile for summer slopes. You two want to come with?
Laura: To Chile? Just like that?
Judson: Have anything that's going to keep you here?
Leo: Actually, yeah, we're going to be sticking around here this summer.
Laura: It's ok, Leo. You don't have to hide it.
Judson: Hide what?
Laura: I had surgery this summer on my heart, so I'm not quite up for skiing yet.
Judson: Wow, that's too bad.
Leo: Yeah.
Judson: I'd love to show you around and --

[Phone rings]

Judson: Oh. I have to take this. My broker.
Leo: All right, go ahead.

[Ring]

Judson: Excuse me. Rich, did you sell the fund like I asked?

Laura: Huh. You -- you wanted to go skiing in Chile, didn't you?
Leo: Nah, no, no, no.
Laura: No, you don't have to cover for me, Leo. I know you miss your old life.
Leo: If that's what you're thinking, you don't know anything, Laura.
Laura: No, it's not just the skiing. It's the partying and the running off just for the sake of running off, being free. I hate that I hold you back.
Leo: You don't --
Laura: I --
Leo: You don't hold me back.
Laura: I know what I am. I mean, I'm a total burden.
Leo: Stop -- stop it. Ok? Please, just stop it.
Laura: You're yelling at me.
Leo: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
Laura: No, it's ok.
Leo: No, it's not. Laura, I hate that you think that I'm not with you 100%. I hate that you think that your recovery's some kind of a burden to me or that I'd rather be skiing in Chile with a bunch of euro trash poseurs rather than being right here with you.
Laura: Leo --
Leo: No. Listen to me -- I'm with you. I'm not with anybody else, ok? Do you hear me?
Laura: Yeah, I hear you.
Leo: Can you feel it?
Laura: Yeah, I feel that.
Leo: All right, then let's go.
Laura: Where?
Leo: Going home, our home.

Marcus: Thanks, man. You know, anyone would have done that, you know? You saw what happened.
Ken: To Shannon?
Marcus: Yeah. We'd all feel like --

Gabriel: Look at them. They're treating him like he's a hero. Bianca, he tried to kill me in the water today. He's hit Shannon probably a couple times. When's it going to be Rosa?
Bianca: I don't know, ok? I don't know what's real or what's not anymore, ok, Gabriel. All I know is that she likes him. I mean, look at them. I know it's really hard for you to take that, but it's the truth.

Shannon: Look, I know you were trying to help me, but that wasn't helping me, like, at all.
Gabriel: If he hurts Rosa, I'm blaming you.
Shannon: I just wish you hadn't pushed it like you did. I told you last night at SOS that you were wrong. You should have just believed me. You should have dropped it, Gabriel.
Gabriel: How many times has he hit you, Shannon?
Bianca: No, this is not the time for this, ok?
Shannon: What is it going to take for you to believe me? My father hits me, ok? He doesn't like me.
Bianca: Shannon, now it's time for you to just let it go, all right?
Shannon: Stay out of this, Bianca.
Bianca: You want me to stay out of it, then leave us alone.

Bianca: Gabriel, you have to calm down. It's like you're going to explode or something.
Gabriel: Bianca, do you think Shannon is telling the truth?
Bianca: Shannon? Honestly, I have no idea.
Gabriel: But if she is --
Gabriel: How could I be so wrong about Marcus?

Greenlee: You think I'm right, Daddy?
Roger: Oh, well, you've always had a good head for numbers, Greenlee, and I think you're certainly right about these.
Greenlee: Well, is it a huge accounting error or just, like, a clerical one?
Roger: Why?
Greenlee: Because I'm worried that it was my fault what if my head for numbers is wrong?
Roger: Well, look, me here, I think I see the problem. You see, I think they made some basic errors in inventory received here. And I think I know what happened. This is from China, this merchandise, right?
Greenlee: Yeah, some new fragrance thing.
Roger: Well, I think the people in accounts receivable mistakenly transferred these numbers from the Chinese. You see? If you put this figure here over here, then they add up. You see?
Greenlee: Wow. Daddy, that's amazing.
Roger: Well, I'm glad I could help.
Greenlee: Thank you.
Roger: You're welcome.
Greenlee: I'm going to go down to the warehouse and hand-count those boxes myself.
Roger: No, you don't have to do that, you see, because if this figure is right, then you just have to enter it into the computer and it'll cross-reference with the database and you don't have to get your hands dirty.
Greenlee: You saved my life. I know Erica would have come down on me like a wet shirt on that.
Roger: I am glad I could help. Uh-oh. This phone of mine is on vibrate and -- oh, I have to te this one. Sorry.
Greenlee: Ok. Daddy?
Roger: Hmm?
Greenlee: Rain check on a proper lunch -- to thank you?
Roger: Darling, that beautiful smile of yours is all the thanks I need. Bye.

Erica: Greenlee. Do I have to get a restraining order to keep you out of my office?
Greenlee: Erica, I just down loaded the quarterly inventory logs from the database and I --
Erica: Are you hearing me? You are not allowed in my office under any circumstances ever.
Greenlee: I'm just trying to do the job that you hired me to do.
Erica: No, you are trying to drive me up the wall.
Chris: Ahem.
Erica: What?
Chris: As your new guy Friday, I can remove this problem.
Greenlee: "This problem"? Who the hell --
Chris: Just say the word.
Erica: Oh, God, yes. Get rid of her.
Greenlee: What? No, you --
Chris: Alley-oop.
Greenlee: Oh! Oh! Erica! Out me down!
Chris: You heard the boss.
Greenlee: Erica! Put me down!

Erica: Oh, hi. Did Greenlee give you a fight?
Chris: A bit, but I was up to the task.
Erica: Well, thank you. Thank you very, very much.
Chris: You're welcome.
Erica: Greenlee Smythe just has a way of, you know, crawling under my skin.
Chris: Like me?
Erica: In a way. But you have been very useful, actually, from time to time.
Chris: Hmm.
Erica: Listen, Myrtle is a very good friend of mine and she is a very good judge of character, so I will bend to her opinion this time.
Chris: Well. She likes you, so I guess I'll bend, too. Val got this for your lunch.
Erica: Oh, oh, thank you, I'm famished. Well --
Chris: Mmm. That pretty good. It's not poisoned, either. Guy Friday, royal food tester. What a day. Enjoy. Oh, by the way, if you need me, I'll be right outside. Just whistle.

Bianca: Gabriel, look, I know that this is really hard for you, but you need to let it go, all right? She really likes him and there's nothing that you can do to make her unlike him. Trust me.
Gabriel: Bianca, I know. Look, this isn't just about how I feel. I don't want to see Rosa get hurt.
Bianca: I know. Look, if it makes you feel any better, I have had a couple of run-ins with Marcus. Granted, he is a jerk, but I have never known him to be violent or dangerous -- at least he wasn't with me. So, maybe you're wrong about him. And Shannon is awful and insecure, but really, why would she lie about this? Why would she say that her father was hitting her to protect Marcus?
Marcus: Rosa, I should go and say something to --
Rosa: Oh, yeah. All right.

Marcus: Thank you for what you did. I won't forget it.
Shannon: Good, because you owe me now, Marcus.

Laura: Sorry I threw a pity party at the restaurant. I just -- I felt bad because I'm not the kind of girl you're usually with and --
Leo: No, no, please, just forget it, ok? I'm the one who's sorry. I don't ever want to be short with you like that again. Ok?
Laura: You know, I don't expect you to be perfect.
Leo: And I don't expect you to be anybody that you're not.
Leo: Laura, we have time. I want to make sure that you're 100 -- Laura --
Laura: No, no. No, I don't want to wait. Not anymore. Leo, make love to me. Make love to me like we don't have another chance.


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Laura: This is my first time.

Greenlee: I'm taking my life back. Get ready for a brand-new me.

David: I know your game, so you're busted.

Adam: I want to shakeup our life a little bit.

Opal: You will love again.