Leo: Come on, Bianca. Blackmail? I know Greenlee, and -- ok, she's awful. But even Greenlee wouldn't do something like this.
Bianca: Greenlee threatened to tell my mom that I was gay if I told anyone that she was the one that pushed Laura off the yacht that night. And it worked -- because she knew that there was nothing worse that she could hold over me. Nothing.
Bianca: I'm sorry, Leo.
Leo: Tell me everything.
Bianca: Greenlee wasn't messing around. I mean, I almost told you and Laura the truth, like, a dozen times. But every time I was close to doing it, it was like Greenlee sensed it, and she would swoop in and she would threaten me again, and I just -- I wasn't ready to handle that yet.
Leo: How could she do this? Who is she? What kind of a person did I fall in love with? For God's sakes.
Greenlee: What do you think you're getting away with here, Detective?
Derek: Lieutenant.
Greenlee: General, chief of flipping staff, whatever. Oh! I am not in jail!
Derek: Well, yeah, you are, actually.
Greenlee: I don't belong in here.
Derek: Well, I'll work on an upgrade with the concierge.
Greenlee: Do you think this is funny?
Derek: Not much, Greenlee. Not much.
Greenlee: Ok. Ok. Does this kangaroo court have a phone? I do get a phone call, don't I?
Derek: Eventually. In the meantime, I'll give your grandfather a call for --
Greenlee: Do not call Woody. D-o n-o-t. Do not.
Derek: Make yourself comfortable, Greenlee.
Greenlee: You're going to be sorry for this. You are.

David: Seems like every time I turn around, somebody new in this town is hating me, calling me out for something.
Dixie: Well --
David: What? You think it's justified?
Dixie: No, I don't think this is. No. David: I helped Dimitri more than I helped any other patient. And I'm not just talking about the medical side of it -- which, I might add, saved his life. But I kept his secret despite huge opposition, not the least of which was arguments from you all the time.
Dixie: Right.
David: Now he and his brother have the nerve of accusing me of having something to do with Alex's disappearance.
Dixie: Well, you know that Edmund and Dimitri are terrified. And if you would stop feeling unjustly accused for a moment, you might be able to have a little compassion for what they're going through. Hmm? No? Do you think I'm being naive?
David: No. I think you're being the way you always are -- practical and kind.
Dixie: Sensible Dixie.
David: Well, that's what you are, Dixie. And I learned that about you when you were working for me. You should see these people the temp agency keeps sending over to me to take over your job. I've turned down more assistants than Murphy Brown. You wouldn't consider it, would you? Come back to work for me?
Dixie: No, no just don't even think about it.

Leslie: Excuse me. This is for Tad Martin's room, the one we discussed?
Clerk: Yes, ma'am, but we still need to arrange payment. Shall I bill Mr. Martin at his house or at his office?
Leslie: I'll take care of it until I tell you otherwise. This is between us, understood?

Leslie: What a treat. I didn't expect to run into you again today.
Tad: Your office told me you were here.
Leslie: Oh, you tracked me down. I like that.
Tad: Let's cut the sweet talk, ok? I would like to make this as quick as possible. I know exactly what you're doing, and you're going to stop right now.
Leslie: What is wrong with you, Tad?
Tad: You are, damn it. You are. First you track me down to New York so you can chat up my kids -- my children. Then you decide you need a physical, and the only doctor qualified to examine you is my father. What the hell do you take me for, Leslie? The village idiot?
Leslie: Look, I went to see your father because he's the best, like his son.
Tad: You are sick.
Leslie: I think I am. That's why I went for a checkup.
Tad: You didn't go see my father for a checkup. You did it so you could continue feeling out my family, looking for some kind of perverse inroad into my personal life which you could doubtless use against me. You don't think I see this? You don't think I know what's going on? You want me to make it easier for you? I could go find myself a pet rabbit. You could get busy making soup. Don't do that to me. Don't you start crying because it's not going to work.
Leslie: Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry this keeps happening to me. Do you have a tissue or a handkerchief or something?
Tad: Oh, perfect.
Leslie: Here --
Tad: Here, take -- take the handkerchief. Ok, all right, it's fine. I got it, I got it, I got it. Thank you. Thank you. Listen -- I understand you're upset, ok? I'm upset, too. That's why this has got to stop.

David: Ok, ok. I won't ask you to work for me again.
Dixie: Thank you.
David: Despite the fact that my practice is a shambles and --
Dixie: Next topic.
David: You're the only one --
Dixie: Next topic. Or I will stab you.
David: So, how was your Christmas?
Dixie: It was good, thank you very much.
David: Good.
Dixie: The boys had a great time. We spoiled them rotten this year.
David: Glad to hear it.
Dixie: I was watching them rip open the presents under the Christmas tree, and I had another profound thought.
David: About what?
Dixie: About being young. You know, I kind of miss what that was like -- just being so full of joy, ripping open presents, not having to worry about bills and relationships and other people's health. Thought it'd be nice, you know, just to have things be easy again, like it was when I was a kid.
David: Hmm. Well, now, you see, that never would have occurred to me.
Dixie: Why is that?
David: Well, because I hated my childhood.
Dixie: Oh, right, right. David: At least as soon as I lost my father. All I did was walk around angry all the time.
Dixie: Well, weren't there any moments, you know, before your dad died that you felt sort of a nice, simple, carefree joy?
David: You mean like when I tortured the neighbor's cat? Come on. Is that what everybody in this town thinks I did when I was a kid?
Dixie: Not everybody, no. Come on, think about it. There had to have been some moments when you were a kid that you were just so happy you couldn't even stand it.
David: Hmm. Hmm, hmm, hmm.
Dixie: Think, think, think.
David: You know, there was something.
Dixie: Really? What was it?
David: But it requires a little petty larceny. Are you up for it?

Bianca: I know this really hurts, Leo. I'm so sorry.
Leo: I cannot believe that she would torture you like this. Like you haven't had enough to deal with in the last few months.
Bianca: Greenlee knew that I was really messed up about everything and that the last thing -- the last thing I could handle was having my mom know that I was gay.
Leo: Bianca, don't even worry about that. I'm going to make sure that Greenlee doesn't say anything to your mother.
Bianca: Mom knows, Leo.
Leo: Oh, no. Did Greenlee tell?
Bianca: No, no, I -- I told her.
Leo: When?
Bianca: Right before Christmas.
Leo: Well, how did it happen?
Bianca: It was the day of the mother/daughter Enchantment photo shoot. And you know -- I felt like a fraud. Anyway, I never made it to the shoot, so that part didn't matter.
Leo: What happened?
Bianca: Sarah came over.
Leo: Here?
Bianca: Yeah.
Leo: What did you do?
Bianca: I watched her throw away who she really was to keep something that she never had to begin with. And I decided right then and there that I couldn't live that way, not even for another minute. And then Mom walked in on us.
Leo: Oh, wow.
Bianca: Yeah. We were hugging good-bye, and Mom flipped out and threw Sarah out. And then I came out, right here, for Christmas.
Leo: I can't believe this.
Bianca: You and me both.
Leo: How was it? Were the holidays impossible?
Bianca: Well, the holidays basically didn't happen. I mean, Mom took off and didn't come back until the next day.
Leo: And when she did?
Bianca: It's bad, Leo. And I don't know how it's going to get better.

Guard: Greenlee Smythe?
Greenlee: Tell me you have anyone locked up in here that looks like they have a name like that.
Guard: You can make your phone call now.
Greenlee: How kind of you. Greenlee: Thank you.

[Telephone rings]

Leo: Hello.
Greenlee: Oh. Thank God you picked up. Something terrible has happened, Leo.
Leo: What?
Greenlee: That wench Laura Ingalls or whatever her name is called the cops and had me arrested. I know, do you believe it? Leo, I'm in jail. This place smells like the restroom at the train station. Please, you've got to come down here and bail me out. Please, like now.
Leo: I'll be there soon.

Leo: Greenlee's in jail.
Bianca: Stop it.
Leo: Yep. I have to go.
Bianca: To her?
Leo: I have to, Bianca.
Bianca: What are you going to do?
Leo: I have no idea. I'll talk to you soon.
Bianca: Ok.

Bianca: Mom.
Erica: Honey, I heard you tell Leo what that horrible Greenlee did to you. I am so, so sorry.

Dixie: I can't believe I stole these trays from BJ's!
David: I can't believe how fast you drove that getaway car.
Dixie: I was so convinced that we were going to get caught. My kids would totally lose it if I -- I was found out. Oh, my God, I'm the responsible mother of two young men. I can't be caught stealing restaurant supplies.
David: Oh, but, Dixie, think of the payoff.
Dixie: These things actually going to work?
David: Are you kidding me? Better than any $50 sled you could buy in store. Trust me.
Dixie: There is huge potential for wipeout on these things.
David: No, no, no. Aerodynamically charged. So, what do you say? You ready to hit the toboggan hill?
Dixie: Race you.

[Dixie and David laugh]

Leslie: Why are you being so awful to me, so dismissive?
Tad: Because talking to you like an adult doesn't seem to work. Now, it -- Leslie, please stop crying.
Leslie: I can't just turn off my feelings.
Tad: You're not supposed to have feelings. Not like this. Not over 10 minutes of insanity that happened between us because some jerk drugged an entire boatload of people with a Mickey.
Leslie: Look, I told you before -- this wasn't just about one night for me. I've had these feelings for you for so long, and now that they've come out --
Tad: You're just going to have to stop them up again. This is a warning, ok? You have to back the hell off.

Erica: Oh, Honey, I hate to see you this way. But it's all in the past now, Sweetheart. Greenlee can't hurt you anymore.
Bianca: Thank you, Mom. Really.
Erica: Where did Leo go?
Bianca: To Greenlee. She's been arrested.
Erica: Good. Oh, that's great. I hope that they call on me to testify against her.
Bianca: They won't. And, besides, it doesn't matter.
Erica: Well, of course it matters, Honey. I mean, she committed a crime of attempted murder, tried to pin it on you, and then blackmailed you into silence. Honey, I only wish you could have come to me sooner about this.
Bianca: I tried, Mom, so many times. I kept chickening out.
Erica: You were that afraid of me?
Bianca: Mom, the only reason that Greenlee blackmailed me is because I let her. I mean, if I didn't care if she told you about me being gay, then --
Erica: Honey, look, no, no. No reason to rehash this. And about this -- this gay thing --
Bianca: "This gay thing"?
Erica: Who else knows? You're not telling people, are you?
Bianca: No.
Erica: Good. Good. Then it's just you and me and Dimitri. And -- and Leo and that horrible Greenlee person that we have to silence.
Bianca: And Uncle Jack and Myrtle.
Erica: Myrtle?
Bianca: Yeah. She came over with presents while you were out, and she sensed that something was the matter, so I told her.
Erica: All right. All right. It doesn't matter because Myrtle is such a great friend. I know Myrtle won't tell anyone. No, I am confident that we can totally contain this whole thing.
Bianca: "Contain this"? Mom, you make it sound like an Ebola outbreak or something.
Erica: Oh, Bianca, please. This is a private matter.
Bianca: Ok, but, Mom, you're not understanding --
Erica: Bianca, please. Do not twist my words. What I need to know is how Greenlee found out about this -- this theory of yours.
Bianca: Mom, please don't tell me that you're calling being gay a theory.
Erica: How did she find out, Bianca? I mean, clearly Leo did not tell her.
Bianca: No, no. Oh, Mom -- you're going to have a cow.
Erica: Why?
Bianca: My friend Rain took me to a gay bar on Halloween.
Erica: Here in Pine Valley?
Bianca: Yeah. Leo followed me to see if I was ok, and Greenlee followed him, and she's been holding it over my head ever since.
Erica: First, this Rain -- she tries to turn you into a panhandler, and now she's trying to turn you into a --
Bianca: A lesbian?
Erica: Bianca, you are so impressionable, Honey. I don't think you should be putting labels on yourself. I don't think you should even be making a choice like this for yourself at this time.
Bianca: Mom, please, this --
Erica: I really don't.
Bianca: This isn't a choice. It's who I am.
Erica: I know it's how you feel about it because of Sarah.
Bianca: Mommy, it's not just a feeling. It's so much more than that.
Erica: Then that's even more reason why you should see Dr. McGrath immediately.
Bianca: What?
Erica: I'm going to call him to make an appointment for you, and you can tell him everything that you told me.
Bianca: You want me to see a shrink?
Erica: Well, Honey, you've had a lot of therapy in your life. It's always helped you.
Bianca: No, no, not this time.
Erica: Excuse me?
Bianca: Mom, I'm not going to get cured. So as much as you pay this psychiatrist of yours, please just drop it.

Greenlee: Do you believe this?
Leo: Pretty wild. What happened?
Greenlee: Derek came right up behind me and started reading me my rights. I almost keeled over.
Leo: Well, it's a good thing you kept your wits about you.
Greenlee: Now I know what you went through when your mother had you thrown in here for something you didn't do. I mean, could there be anything worse than having to defend yourself against bogus charges? I was going nuts. I mean, the Crystal Ball is tomorrow and everything and -- and we're not mad at each other and we really should enjoy ourselves. It's our first new year's together and everything. And what about a limo? I'll spring for it. That way we can drink so much champagne and not have to worry about anything and have an amazing -- well, I don't have to tell you how fabulous it will be. So, did they tell you how long it'll be before I can get out of this hole? These things are all about paperwork and making you wait. It makes you crazy. It's inhuman. It's like -- it's like being this helpless -- Leo, what are you doing?
Leo: You pushed Laura over the yacht.

[Greenlee gasps]

Greenlee: Is that why you're acting so weird? Leo, don't believe Laura. I did not push her over the side of that boat.
Leo: Oh, for God's sakes, Greenlee, shut up! I know! Ok? I know. Can you hear that? Can you understand what that means? Can you stop lying to me for three seconds?
Greenlee: Ok. I can see how mad you are, and I can accept that.
Leo: How nice for you.
Greenlee: But I love you and you love me. That's all that matters.
Leo: In what parallel universe, Greenlee? You almost killed Laura. If that minister hadn't jumped in after her --
Greenlee: But he did and she's fine.
Leo: Oh, "she's fine." Do you hear yourself?
Greenlee: I was drugged.
Leo: Oh, here we go.
Greenlee: I was.
Leo: Here we go.
Greenlee: We all were. I didn't want Laura to die. It was -- it was this impulsive, drug-induced thing that I didn't even think about for half a second. All I remember was being jealous of Laura hanging all over you, and the next thing I knew -- I didn't mean it.
Leo: Oh, you didn't mean it? That's going to make a wonderful defense, Greenlee -- "I didn't mean it, your honor."
Greenlee: I'm not going to trial.
Leo: You can go to hell for all I care.
Greenlee: Leo -- I hate the way that you're looking at me. I messed up. Can't we come back from that?
Leo: I asked you. I looked you in the eye, and I asked you. I promised you right there that no matter what the answer was that I would live with it. I would help you. I wanted one honest moment of truth from you, Greenlee, but you kept lying to me over and over!
Greenlee: I should've told you the truth --
Leo: Then why the hell didn't you?
Greenlee: I was scared that I would lose you. Can't you understand that?
Leo: Oh, yeah. I can in some sick, co-dependent way. Yeah, I can relate. It's the other stuff that I can't wrap my head around.
Greenlee: What other stuff?
Leo: Even if I could forgive you for lying to me and lying to Laura, do you really think that I could forgive you for abusing an innocent and vulnerable kid like Bianca, who you know that I consider to be like a sister to me? Greenlee, you tried to ruin that kid's life by blackmailing her to keep quiet. Like she doesn't have enough to worry about without you messing with her head. She has got more guts and more compassion than you could ever even hope to have. What is this, revenge?
Greenlee: You know that's not true.
Leo: You were with me in that gay bar. You saw how terrified she was about being outed period, let alone to her mother. What kind of a sick human being would go after somebody's biggest fear, Greenlee? How do you ever expect me to look you in the eyes again?
Greenlee: Can't you see? I loved you more than anyone else on earth. I was desperate that I would lose you, so I lied and I hurt someone you care about. But I did it to hold on to you. Can't you see? I'd do anything to keep you loving me forever.

Erica: I've already consulted with Dr. McGrath.
Bianca: Why? What do you expect him to do, Mom, deprogram me? It doesn't work that way.
Erica: Bianca, I'll go with you if you like. I really think it would be good for both of us.
Bianca: Mom, I understand that this is something that affects you very much, but what I am inside is not really up for debate.
Erica: No, of course not. But, Bianca, you have to look at these confused feelings.
Bianca: Mom, I'm not the one who's confused.
Erica: I need to be sure of that.
Bianca: Mom, I'm sure.
Erica: I know that's what you believe, but, Bianca, what I'm hearing is a cry for help. And I'm here. I'm here to help you with that.
Bianca: Mom -- do you think that I would have chosen to be this way? I mean, don't you think that -- that I might like to be the way most other people are? I mean, it would be so much easier. Why wouldn't I want that?
Erica: Well, that's what Dr. McGrath will help you find out.
Bianca: Mom, I'm not going to start liking men, not the way you think I'm supposed to.
Erica: This belief of yours that you can't have a great relationship with a man -- it's all about not wanting to walk down the same path that I have. You look at me -- I've had one failed relationship with a man after another, and you say to yourself, "uh-uh, not for me. I'm not going to do that. I'm going to choose another way." And so you have, mistakenly. And Dr. McGrath can help get you back on track.
Bianca: To happily ever after?
Erica: Yes! Isn't that the goal, Bianca? Honey, please promise me that you will just think about what I've said. Please.

[Doorbell rings]

Man: Erica Kane?
Erica: Oh, yes. Yes, thank you very much. I gave your tip to Myrtle. She's got it for you.
Man: Thank you.

Erica: This is great. I was beginning to wonder where this was.
Bianca: Another dress?
Erica: Yes, for the Crystal Ball.
Bianca: Oh, God, I almost forgot. I haven't thought about what I'm going to wear.
Erica: Well, Honey, you're not going. Are you?

Leslie: Well, I'm glad you had a chance to look over the divorce papers and thank you for meeting me here on such short notice.
Jake: Ah, yeah. Well, I want to just wrap this up. I'm going to have you take a look at the originals and make sure that I signed and initialed everywhere I'm supposed to.
Leslie: Well, if I do that now, we can get these filed today. Do you mind waiting for a minute with your brother?
Jake: Sure.
Leslie: Great. I'll be right back.

Jake: So you want to tell me what the hell I just walked in on? What's going on between you and Leslie?

[Dixie laughs]

Dixie: I can totally see you doing that when you were a kid!
David: Didn't I tell you?
Dixie: Do that -- somehow I do not see you doing this on a restaurant tray.
David: Well, now that you mention it, yes. I used to use my mother's sterling silver platter.
Dixie: Oh, you're kidding me.
David: You know, the one that goes underneath the tea set?
Dixie: No way.
David: Yeah, I'm telling you, that thing could rip.
Dixie: Oh. Did she ever find out?
David: Oh, yeah, she found out when I wrapped it around a tree.
Dixie: Oh.

[Dixie laughs]

David: You still cold?
Dixie: I'm freezing. Oh, I wish I'd brought my mittens, ski mittens.
David: Come on, you got to get warm. Take off your gloves.
Dixie: Oh, yeah. Ok. Ah. You, too.
David: Yeah, yeah. Here. Here, this is the best way. Come here.
[David takes Dixie's hands in his]

Leo: You got a pretty twisted idea about what love is, Greenlee. It's awfully familiar.
Greenlee: What do you mean?
Leo: Well, my mother could really relate to your idea of devotion.
Greenlee: Don't compare me to Vanessa.
Leo: Greenlee, you're just like her. Face it. You let Bianca take the fall for pushing Laura over the yacht just like my mother let me take the fall for killing her gigolo boyfriend. It's a pretty tight race on who's a bigger bitch.
Greenlee: Don't, ok? Please don't! I'm not good at this, ok? I've never loved anyone before.
Leo: Oh -- more revisionist history. Wonderful.
Greenlee: What, you think I loved Ryan? I didn't. But it took falling in love with you for me to see that. I gave myself to you completely. I never did that with Ryan or anyone else. I can't lose you, Leo. I can't. Help me get out of here. Let me make it up to you. Let me fight for you the right way. I'll die without you, Leo!
Leo: I'll die if I stay.
Greenlee: Just wait, please. Listen to me?
Leo: No, you listen to me. I will never set foot in that apartment again, do you hear me?
Greenlee: Leo, no, don't say that.
Leo: Take care of Happy. Hopefully you can take better care of him than you can yourself.
Greenlee: Leo.

[Greenlee sobs]

Woodruff: Hello, Greenlee.
Greenlee: I told you not to call my grandfather. I never wanted you to see me like this, Granddaddy. I don't know what you heard.
Woodruff: Were you drugged on that yacht?
Greenlee: Yes, yes. Absolutely.
Woodruff: Then that'll be your lawyer's defense. We'll get the charges dropped.
Greenlee: Did you call Mom and Dad?
Woodruff: They're in Switzerland.
Greenlee: They don't want anything to do with me, do they?
Woodruff: Let me go make sure your bail is in order.

[Greenlee cries]

Bianca: Mom, before Christmas we talked about me going to the Crystal Ball. Erica: Well, Honey, a lot's happened since Christmas.

Bianca: You don't want me there?
Erica: Bianca, you're always saying how you hate parties. And, besides, this is an adult event.
Bianca: You think I'm a child.
Erica: Bianca, you're 16. You're not a full-grown adult yet, no. Look, why don't -- why don't I call Myrtle and have her come over and spend some time with you. Would you like that?
Bianca: Myrtle went to Llanview to see her daughter.
Erica: Oh.
Bianca: Mom, are you ashamed of me?
Erica: What?
Bianca: Is that why you don't want me to go to the ball with you?
Erica: Bianca, I was being sympathetic to your feelings. I mean, I was trying to do what you like. I guess I was wrong again on that front.
Bianca: Don't do that, please.
Erica: Look, you do what you want to do, ok? I'll see you later.
Bianca: Where are you going?
Erica: I have an important errand to run. Bye.

Bianca: What am I going to do with her?

Tad: It's hardly a big deal, Jake. I just had to give Leslie some bad news, and she got emotional, and she hugged me. So what?
Jake: What kind of bad news?
Tad: I had to take her off retainer at Chandler Enterprises. Why?
Jake: Well, that's an odd thing for her to be hugging you about, isn't it?
Tad: Maybe that's just her style.
Jake: It's not, Tad. She represented me, remember? That's why I'm asking so many questions.

Leslie: Well, you signed everywhere you were supposed to, Jake. We can move forward.
Jake: Great, great.
Leslie: I'll get these to Gillian's attorney, and then we'll take it from there.
Jake: Ok.
Leslie: I'll see you at the Crystal Ball I hope?
Jake: Yeah, yeah, I'll be there. I'll catch you later.
Tad: See you, Jake.

Leslie: And what about you? Will you save a slow dance for me?

David: Is that better? How about this?

Frankie: I allowed three goals. I really stink.
Junior: We'll warm up and try again. Maybe I'm signaling when I'm going to pass.

Dixie: It's Junior.

Frankie: Don't try to make me feel better.

Dixie: Come here, come here, come here.

Junior: Don't worry about it. We'll work on it. By next week, we'll have pulled a hat trick on oak ridge.
Frankie: Yeah, I hope so -- in my dreams.
Junior: Don't worry. We can do it. We have a great team.
Junior: So we can get some more rink time before practice, right?
Frankie: Yeah, I think so.
Junior: Good. I'll see you tomorrow, then.
Frankie: Your mom picking you up?
Junior: No, no, actually Steve's picking me up.

Dixie: I don't know why I didn't just say hello.
David: Yes, you do. We both do, Dixie. How much longer are you going to go on pretending that this isn't right in front of us?
Dixie: I have -- I -- Tad's going to be looking for me. I have to go. I'm sorry.

Tad: I don't want you talking to me and I don't want you talking to anybody in my family. The last thing I need right now is you hanging all over me at that Crystal Ball. You don't come anywhere near me and you don't come anywhere near Dixie. As a matter of fact, it might be better if you didn't come at all.
Leslie: Look, I'm not trying to ruin your marriage, Tad. You've got it all wrong. If you would just be sweet to me --
Tad: That's it. Enough, ok? Enough. Now you're being deliberately dense, and I can't do this anymore.

Leslie: Hello. Yes, I would like to place a phone order for a necklace I saw in the display window this morning. Yes, that's the one. My husband's going to buy it for me to wear to the Crystal Ball tomorrow night. I'd like to pay with his card, if I may. The name is Martin. Tad Martin.

Jack: So, how's my favorite niece doing? How you holding up?
Bianca: Aside from my mother wanting to send me to a shrink for deprogramming?
Jack: Oh, you've got to be kidding.
Bianca: And not wanting me to go to the Crystal Ball. She's ashamed of me, Uncle Jack.
Jack: No, no, I don't think that's it exactly.
Bianca: She thinks that I'm going to embarrass her or something. She wants to lock me in my room with 17 Brad Pitt movies
Jack: No, no, no, we can't let that happen. No, we can't let that happen. So I tell you what -- you're going to come with me to the Crystal Ball.
Bianca: Uncle Jack, I don't think you're going to be winning any points with Mom.
Jack: Oh, I can almost guarantee I won't win any points with your mom, but I will be saving you from your mother's worst instincts. I'd be very proud to have you as my date for the Crystal Ball. Besides which, I think that's what your dad would do if he was here.
Bianca: Uncle jack -- you're awesome, you know that?
Jack: Thank you.
Bianca: What about Mom?
Jack: Your mom's going to have to deal with it. So, are you my date or what?
Bianca: Yes, I am. Thank you.
Jack: You're welcome.

Leo: Hey, Stan. Stan: Mr. du Pres. Good to see you again.
Leo: Nice to see you. Everything going well for you?
Stan: Same old same old.
Leo: That's great. Any chance my old suite is available, open-ended?
Stan: Any chance you can pay for it?
Leo: Right. I hadn't thought of that.

Greenlee: What are you looking at?
Erica: Evil incarnate.

[Greenlee cackles]

Greenlee: Yeah, that's me. I'm right up there with Attila the Hun.
Erica: You listen to me, you nasty, poor excuse for a woman. You say one word about my daughter -- one word -- and I will find you and I will ruin your life. And don't think I can't or that I won't. You may be able to bully a child, but you have never met anyone quite like me. And as for Leo, he is well rid of you, and by now I'm sure he's completely over you. Get used to this feeling, Greenlee. This is your life.

Greenlee: You don't scare me. And I'm not losing Leo to anybody.


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN - 2001

Ryan: Princess Andrassy and I would like to welcome you to the fourth annual Crystal Ball.

Liza: I will marry you -- tonight.

Vanessa: You're harboring some secret about Arlene, and I know what it is.