Hayley: Dad, why are you jumping on top of Mateo?
Mateo: Your dad and I are having a little disagreement.
Hayley: As usual. What is it this time?
Mateo: Arlene.
Adam: There, well, why do you keep harping on Hayley's mother? Thank God she's out of our lives now, wreaking havoc overseas.
Hayley: I'm not so sure that's true.
Adam: Sweetheart, how can you doubt it? You saw Arlene's letter. She's probably latched on to some hapless Englishman with a huge estate and an even larger wine cellar.
Hayley: Yeah, but, I mean, you know, she could have a one-night stand with a person like that, but how would she even get there? She doesn't have any money to travel with.
Adam: She probably hocked something.
Hayley: How? I mean, everything she has worth anything is right here. And if she wanted to go abroad and start her life anew, why would she leave this behind?

Dimitri: Damn it!
Eugenia: I suppose that means your search for Alex has hit another snag?
Dimitri: Another dead end.
Eugenia: You know, I was going to suggest tea, but please, have a stiff brandy.
Dimitri: You join me?
Eugenia: Oh, yes, thank you. Just a nip. What did the people at Interpol say?
Dimitri: Nothing. I got the same nothing from new Scotland Yard. I've got people fanned out all over the globe, but there's no sign of my wife anywhere.
Eugenia: I don't suppose that appalling mother of hers was able to --
Dimitri: No, no, no, no. Chartlote's still in prison. Her power base is neutralized.
Eugenia: You know, perhaps I shouldn't ask this, but did you and Alex quarrel before she disappeared?
Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, about Edmund -- his erratic behavior, his emotional state. I felt that he was a threat to Alex.
Eugenia: And I suppose that didn't allay your fears about Alex, did it?

Ryan: What kind of wedding do you want, small, medium, or large?
Gillian: I want a beautiful, large wedding.
Ryan: Ok, your wish is my command, Princess.
Eugenia: What's all this talk about weddings?
Gillian: Well, Ryan and I are kind of engaged.
Eugenia: Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling, that's wonderful news. Wonderful news.
Gillian: Thank you. So, Dimitri, are you happy for us?
Dimitri: Oh, come here. I'm ecstatic for you. I'm ecstatic for you.
Ryan: My company's set to go public, the woman that I love beyond words is set to marry me. Life is good. Life is very good.
Eugenia: Well, have you set the wedding date?
Gillian: No, no. I'm going to have to wait for my divorce from Jake.
Ryan: Yes, but he has agreed not to stand in the way.
Eugenia: So all's well that ends well.
Gillian: Yep. And I have never been so hap in my life. Where's Alex? Because I want to share this good news with her. Dimitri, where's Alex?
Dimitri: I wish to God I knew.
Ryan: What are you talking about? What happened?
Dimitri: Alex has vanished.
Gillian: What?
Dimitri: The night of Ryan's party, she disappeared. No one has seen her since.
Gillian: Oh, my God. What do the police say?
Dimitri: Nothing pertinent.
Ryan: So you think she's been abducted or something?
Eugenia: I refuse to believe that Alex is the victim of foul play. I refuse to.
Dimitri: What other explanation can there be?

David: What's going on? So, Gordon, they let you out of the lab every once in a while, huh? Nurse? Thank you.
Gordon: Dr. Martin had some questions about the blood samples I ran on those party guests.
David: Really? Well, what about them? Jake: Well, I ran a panel myself and discovered traces of libidozone in my blood work.
David: You dirty dog. All that pent-up energy and nowhere to put it, huh? You must be busting at the seams.
Jake: And also, some of the party guests at Mr. Lavery's party also had their blood work done, and the funny thing is no libidozone showed up, even though they all displayed symptoms of the side effects of the drug. Now, how would you explain that?
David: Well, there have been, you know, documented cases of mass hallucinations in places like Taos, New Mexico, where people swore that they saw a shadow of Elvis on the refrigerator door.
Jake: The night of that party, the ER was filled with people with racing pulses, elevated blood pressure, showing symptoms and signs of aggression, euphoria -- all of the side effects associated with this drug. Now, how is it that their blood work came back clean?
David: Are you suggesting that Gordon here botched those tests?
Jake: Well, more serious than that, I think somebody's trying to cover their tracks.
David: A cover-up, huh? Hmm. Well, I can't wait to see the headlines in "The Bulletin" tomorrow morning. "Pine Valley Hospital Implicated in Libidozonegate."
Jake: It's a serious charge. David: Come on, Jake. It's outrageous. How does a raft full of party guests come in contact with an unapproved drug?
Jake: Oh, they probably ingested it unknowingly through their food or drink, something was contaminated.
David: But how would they have access to it, Jake? I mean, libidozone isn't even on the market.
Jake: The drug could be easily duplicated in a lab. All you need is the right chemicals.
David: Hmm. But your test is the only one that came back with traces of the drug, right? Gordon, Gordon, wait up, wait up. Well, I guess there's only one thing left to do -- rerun those tests on the other patients.
Jake: That's what I'm going to do.
David: Yeah, but in all fairness to Gordon here, when he first ran those tests, he was looking for food poisoning, not libidozone.
Jake: Well, the trace amounts were large enough that that drug should have shown up.
David: No, no, no, no. That's if it is present, ok? And till Gordon reruns the test, your theory is unsubstantiated.
Jake: Gordon, anybody down there in ER give you any other specific instructions before you ran that test?
Gordon: Uh -- no. I -- no. I followed the standard procedures.
David: You know something, Jake? If Gordon's work was substandard, you're going to have to blame me, not him.
Jake: Well, why is that? What's your connection?
David: Well, as I already told your father, Gordon was up all night rushing pre-op lab work for me. By the time he was able to run the tests on the ER group, I'm sure he was sleep deprived. There's a good chance that the blood samples came back incomplete.
Jake: Well, if that's true, Gordon, that's grounds for dismissal.
David: No, no, no, no. Wait a minute here, ok? Let's not get carried away. Let's extend to Gordon the benefit of the doubt. Gordon, rush to the lab, ok, and rerun those blood tests, scanning for chemical compounds compatible with libidozone.

Dixie: Can't a girl get any sleep around here?
David: Ah, sorry about that.
Jake: Sorry we woke you, Dixie.
Dixie: That's ok. What's going on?
Jake: Well, actually, we're trying to unravel a mystery. It seems as though that my blood work showed up with traces of an experimental drug called libidozone, and some of the partygoers at Ryan's yacht party had also showed signs of --

David: Get rid of those blood samples now, ok? Good, run those tests with those blood samples, ok?

Jake: So, somebody's trying to cover something up.
Dixie: That's crazy. All those people at the party drugged -- that's such a violation. Who would do something like that?
Jake: Well, someone on a massive power trip, someone who gets off on messing with other people's lives. Someone who has a knowledge of libidozone.
David: Someone like me, Jake? Is that what you're implying?

Hayley: I mean, my mother is a lot of things, and greedy tops that list, and there is no way she would leave rocks like this behind.
Mateo: And like Hayley said, she was flat broke as far as we know.
Adam: Well, she could be penniless -- but when she left -- but she won't be for long. You know that. Not with her survival instincts.
Mateo: Yeah, but you know what? She'd probably still want her jewelry, don't you think?
Adam: Well, I'll tell you what. If you would like, if it'd make you feel better, I will have this shipped to her by personal courier. I'll even include a check for expenses. I'll grant her a monthly allowance if that'll stop you from worrying.
Hayley: You would do that for Arlene?
Adam: No, I would do it for you because I love you.
Mateo: I know what we could do. We could -- Hayley and I could fly to Europe on your plane and we could give her the stuff personally. That way you could -- you know, you can say good-bye to her like you want to.
Hayley: That's a great idea.
Mateo: Yeah.
Adam: Well -- but -- no, completely unacceptable. Arlene asked for this time abroad to try to re-evaluate her life. If you show up there, you can completely undo everything she might have accomplished so far.
Hayley: You're right. You're absolutely right. I mean, if Arlene wants to make amends, she's got to -- she's got to seek me out. It's part of the program. You know what, though? I'd like to answer her letter. Maybe you could, you know, sneak it in the care package.
Adam: Yeah, ok. But just this once. I don't want you becoming pen pals with that woman.
Hayley: Right.
Adam: Hey, you. You are late for your date with your little sister down at the gatehouse, and she's just like Liza -- she hates to be kept waiting. What are you doing, Sweetheart?
Hayley: You know that really hideous perfume Arlene wears, that jungle --
Mateo: Passion.
Hayley: Passion, right. She buys it by the gallons, you know, and she just sort of douses everything with it, and I was just -- you know, I was just thinking -- never mind, it's too crazy. Never mind. Ok. I'll be back. I love you.
Adam: Take good care of yourself.
Hayley: Ok.

Adam: Winifred!
Winifred: Yes --
Adam: Wini--
Winifred: Yes, yes, Mr. Chandler.
Adam: I want you to gather all of Arlene's things and bring them down here.
Winifred: Yes, sir. I will do that first thing in the morning.
Adam: No. I want you to do it now.
Winifred: Ahem. Yes, sir.

Ryan: Dimitri, I wish you'd told me about Alex.
Dimitri: Well, what good
would that have done? Ryan: I could have talked to the former owner of the yacht, I could have got a list of the crew, I could have talked to the caterers --
Dimitri: Ryan, Ryan, it's been done. I didn't say anything because I wanted to keep Alex's disappearance quiet.
Ryan: So you think she's been kidnapped? Has there been a ransom demand?
Dimitri: No, no, no. All we've got is a boatman's account of Alex being escorted off the yacht by an unidentified man.
Gillian: But, Dimitri, you know, Alex has been trained as a spy and she could just use a rate chop and get somebody to the throat and escape.
Dimitri: Yeah. But what if she was taken off the boat by someone she trusted?
Gillian: Like who?
Edmund: Greetings, folks. Look who Lt. Frye dragged home.
Derek: You want to tell them where I found you?
Edmund: Oh, no. Leave that to you.
Derek: He was at the airport getting ready to leave town.
Dimitri: On his way to Alex, wherever he has her stashed.
Gillian: Dimitri, you can't possibly suspect Edmund.

Hayley: I brought Colby her elephant from the main house. Is she still awake?
Marian: No. Liza and Colby went to bed early.
Hayley: Oh, I'm sorry. Mateo: We don't want to wake them, so --
Stuart: No, no, no. They're sound sleepers. You know, I feel like a cup of hot chocolate. You're supposed to --
Marian: Oh, ok. Funny you don't look like one. That's terrible.
Stuart: Isn't that a good one?
Mateo: I've got to go hit the club real quick.
Hayley: Ok.
Mateo: I'll come back and pick you up, ok?
Hayley: Sure.
Mateo: Bye.
Hayley: Bye.
Stuart: Bye.

Marian: Ok, I'll get the hot chocolate. I'll be right back.

Stuart: Here. Sit down.
Hayley: Oh, thanks.
Stuart: You look like you need this worse than Colby does.
Hayley: You know me too well, Uncle Stuart.
Stuart: No, you can never know somebody too well.
Hayley: Ain't it the truth. You'll never guess what my mother up and did.
Stuart: I give up.
Hayley: She moved to Europe.
Stuart: Wow.
Hayley: You can say that again.
Stuart: Wow. Do you miss her?
Hayley: Actually, I'm relieved that there's a whole ocean in between us. It's just that she left without saying good-bye.
Stuart: Oh, that's sad.
Hayley: Well, it's definitely Un-Arlene, you now? My mother likes to have the last word, get the last dig in, stick the knife into my back a little bit deeper before she disappears into a vodka haze.
Stuart: Well, people are full of surprises.
Hayley: Yeah. Including myself, you know. Arlene is gone. I should be celebrating, and -- we had this knockdown, drag out fight.
Stuart: And you wish you could apologize?
Hayley: Yeah, but she never gave me the chance. Which is, I suppose, classic Arlene because she takes off and I'm left standing here, tripping over all the loose ends.
Stuart: She came to see me in the gallery a few days ago. She asked me to help her.
Hayley: What did you do?
Stuart: Well, I gave her the best advice that I could think of. I told her that it might be best for everyone if she left Pine Valley.
Hayley: Looks like she took your advice.
Stuart: Yeah. Maybe you should just try to accept the fact that she's gone.
Hayley: The problem is, Uncle Stuart, when it comes to my mother's word, it's really not worth the paper it's written on.
Winifred: Here you go, Mr. Chandler.
Adam: Is that everything?
Winifred: Hardly. I mean, Mrs. Chandler has every spare closet up there filled with leopard prints and spandex.
Adam: No, clear them out. I don't care if it takes all night. I want every trace of that woman eradicated from this house, right down to her fake fingernails.
Winifred: Yes, sir!

Mateo: We're not done talking.
Adam: Damn it, what happened to ringing the bloody bell?
Mateo: I didn't want Winifred to overhear our business.
Adam: We don't have any business.
Mateo: You're wrong, you're wrong. Hayley -- your daughter, my wife -- maybe you can lie to her and sleep good at night, but I can't.
Adam: Why don't you try counting sheep. I know what's best for Hayley.
Mateo: You know nothing! This little fantasy you cooked up about Arlene living well in Europe with the high life -- it's over. It's over. You know why? Because I'm telling her what happened to her mom. I'm telling her.

Dixie: Well, I'd like to know a little bit more about this drug. I mean, are you saying that it made the rounds at Ryan's party?
David: Well, Jake seems to think so.
Dixie: Why do you think that?
Jake: Well, Dixie, it was originally formulated to combat male impotence, but the drug has very, very serious side effects.
Dixie: Like what?
Jake: Well, it affects the body's central nervous system, causing people to have very erratic behavior, to do things they wouldn't normally do.
Dixie: Like what, become sex maniacs or something?
Jake: Well, yeah, sex maniacs along with other things. I mean, it causes -- sometimes people turn very violent. They would do things they wouldn't normally do, as I said, and take off their clothes and jump into a fountain or scale a skyscraper or something like that. But what happens is, is this drug affects the central nervous system and it completely short-circuits everything that affects our behavior.
Dixie: Wow. Do you guys think that I could have gotten some of that libidozone at the party? I mean, maybe that's what brought on this heart episode?
David: You know, the possibility never even crossed my mind, Dixie. But now that Jake has brought this to our attention, maybe it would be a good idea to have your blood redrawn and tested.
Dixie: Yeah.
David: I'll call.
Dixie: Thank you. I really appreciate that.
David: Sure, no problem. No problem.
Dixie: It's a very scary sort of thing.
Jake: Very scary.
Dixie: When did you find out about it?

David: Yes, this is Dr. Hayward. I want a nurse stat to draw some blood. Dixie Martin.

Dixie: It's so crazy.

David: I'll take care of the protocol. You just make sure they get it to the lab, ok?

Dixie: I mean, do you think it's some kind of practical joke or something? I mean, who would give an entire group of people a mood-altering drug?
David: Well, Ryan Lavery was the host of the party, and the purpose of the party was to publicize incredibledreams.com, wasn't it?
Dixie: Are you actually saying that you think Ryan gave everybody that drug in order to boost his PR?
David: Well, Oscar Wilde once said that the one thing worse than people talking about you was people not talking about you.
Jake: Well, let me tell you something. This drug is still in the experimental stage, and no one outside the medical profession would have any knowledge of it.
David: Well, isn't it possible, Jake, that perhaps Gillian told Ryan about your personal interest in the drug and its potential to get you up in the morning?
Jake: You know, Dr. Hayward, I happen to know for a fact that you've been doing your own research into the progress and development of this drug. Perhaps you are the one who let the genie out of the test tube.

Dimitri: Gillian, I'd rather you weren't involved in this.
Gillian: Dimitri, you can't possibly suspect Edmund for kidnapping Alex.
Eugenia: I agree. The idea is ridiculous.
Ryan: Wait a minute. Dimitri, come on. Where did you get the idea that your brother's involved in this?
Gillian: He would never do something like that. He --
Dimitri: He loves Alex! So where were you -- where were you heading when Derek nabbed you?
Edmund: I'm not like you, Bro. I'm not going to sit around here barking orders like Lord of the manor, not knowing if we're getting any closer to finding Alex or losing ground.
Dimitri: Please, Edmund, go on.
Edmund: I booked a red-eye to London. I was going to visit all the places that Alex and I went to -- Bristol, Wales, even talk to her mother in prison.
Dimitri: You'd be wasting your time. I've got people working nonstop.
Edmund: Yeah, and what have they found, huh? Nothing! Every day that goes by, the trail gets colder.
Dimitri: So you're saying that you can find her.
Edmund: I'm saying she'll leave a clue that I will recognize, ok? So just call off your dogs. They're useless.
Dimitri: You want me to call off the search so you can head straight to Alex. You know where she is, where she's hidden, because you put her there!
Edmund: You believe that? You're even dumber than I thought you were. Derek, you'd better book me right now and just get me out of my brother's sight.
Derek: You're not under arrest.
Edmund: Sorry, Bro.
Derek: But trying to leave the country when you were warned not to wasn't very smart.
Gillian: Come on, Dimitri. You can't possibly think that Edmund is involved with Alex's kidnapping.
Dimitri: Edmund has a history of kidnapping the women in my life.
Gillian: What happened with Erica in Va:dez is ancient history.
Dimitri: Now repeating itself.
Edmund: No, no, no, go ahead. Just share with the people about how I've been so moody and just walking the grounds at night brooding.
Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, and unable to come to grips with losing Alex to me. My brother wants me out of the way so he can have Alex all to himself.
Gillian: No. No, Dimitri. That is not true. Edmund loves you. He would never do anything to hurt you.
Ryan: I know what it's like to be falsely accused, Dimitri.
Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, yeah, my brother --
Ryan: People can look guilty without evidence.
Dimitri: My brother vented his hatred for me more than once, destroying my plaque in the mausoleum.
Edmund: The reports of your death were greatly exaggerated.
Dimitri: Trying to strangle me.
Derek: Any witnesses?
Dimitri: No. No, it was just Edmund and me, his hands around my throat, squeezing the life out of me.
Edmund: I was having a bad day.
Dimitri: Let's not forget that you have been seeing things that aren't there, right?
Eugenia: Oh, stop it! Stop it! Stop it. I can't bear to hear you wounding each other.
Edmund: We were groomed for that, weren't we, Dimi?
Eugenia: Oh, stop it. I am leaving. Good night.
Gillian: Good night, Grandmama.
Eugenia: Good night, Sweetheart.

Gillian: Are you ill, Edmund?
Edmund: What do you mean? Am I crazy? Well, given the last six months, what's happened to me, Gillian, I'd say I'm remarkably sane.
Gillian: That is not an answer.
Edmund: You know, those hallucinations that my brother was kind enough to share with everybody? Well, I'm not having them anymore. But on my worst day, my darkest hour, I never once considered doing anything to ever hurt Alex.
Gillian: I believe you, Edmund. Dimitri, you must believe him, too. Come on. He's your brother. He just spoke from his heart. And can't you two just drop this feud going on between you? Anything that tears two brothers apart is just wrong.
Ryan: Listen to her, Dimitri. Listen to her. You two still have a chance of working this out.
Gillian: Alex would really hate to see what's going on with you two. Can't you just drop it, you know, for her sake, please?
Edmund: Ahem. I'd be willing to work with Dimitri if he'll meet me halfway.
Gillian: Dimitri, please?
Dimitri: No. No. No. The risk is too great.
Edmund: Well, there it is. Ok, well, listen, I'm still the black sheep of this family, and I don't believe I'm under arrest. Right? So I'll say good night. I know. "Don't leave town."

Derek: Do you want to file assault charges?
Dimitri: No. No, you're talking about the strangling episode. No, no, no, no. If Edmund is in jail, he can't lead us to Alex.
Derek: Do you have anything solid that links Edmund to her disappearance?
Dimitri: Not yet, Derek. But I want you to put a tail on Edmund 24 hours a day. Will you do that?
Gillian: Ryan, listen, we have to do something before somebody gets hurt.

Stuart: You know, I felt kind of sorry for Arlene that day at the gallery, and I gave her a little painting as a going-away gift.
Hayley: That is so sweet, Uncle Stuart.
Stuart: Then I told her not to be a stranger, you know, to keep in touch.
Marian: Well, here ware -- hot chocolate with marshmallows on top.
Hayley: How nice. You know, Marian, I was just telling uncle Stuart how unusual I think it is that my mother would exit town without having the last word.
Marian: Well, you have any idea where she went?
Hayley: According to this letter, she's somewhere in Europe.
Marian: Well, good riddance to bad rubbish. Let's hope she doesn't offend any of our allies.
Stuart: What does the letter say?
Hayley: Oh, basically, it says that she apologizes for the fight and that she hop I can forgive her.
Stuart: Can you find it in your heart to do that?
Hayley: I don't know. Something seems so unreal and so unfinished about this. I mean, what if this letter's a fake? What -- what if Arlene didn't write this? I mean, what if Arlene's not even in Europe?

Adam: Does Hayley know you're here?
Mateo: No. I told her I was going to S.O.S.
Adam: Bravo. One lie well told.
Mateo: No, no, I'm not proud of lying to my wife.
Adam: It's for her own peace of mind.
Mateo: "Peace of mind"? Does she look like she's having any kind of peace of mind? She's losing it, Adam.
Adam: Arlene's letter has put her worst fears to rest.
Mateo: Come on, Adam. All you're doing is putting one lie on top of another one. All right, Arlene didn't sign that letter. She is dead. She's at the bottom of an ocean. And when her body washes ashore, Hayley's going to have a meltdown.
Adam: I sincerely doubt that.
Mateo: Get real. They're going to call her down to identify the body, the police are going to start asking her questions, and then she's going to have to deal with the fact that she killed her mom. You know what she's going to start doing? The first thing she's going to start doing is she's going to start drinking, Adam.
Adam: Has she taken a drink yet?
Mateo: No, but she's as close as I've ever seen her.
Adam: All right, it's up to us to keep her sober.
Mateo: How? How? You're already altering reality.
Adam: Altered reality? You want reality? The reality is Hayley killed her mother. And she doesn't deserve to suffer for it. She deserves a ticker tape parade instead.
Mateo: You know, I agree with you. But you know what, Adam? They're not giving anybody a hero's welcome for manslaughter.
Adam: It's not going to come to that. If the body should resurface, which is bloody unlikely, then I'm going to accept responsibility for it. I will take the blame. I found Arlene alive on the deck, I flew into a rage, and I threw her body overboard.
Mateo: Why did you do that? What if she was still alive when you threw her over the side, huh?
Adam: I told you she didn't have a pulse.
Mateo: What are you, a doctor now? You know what? Maybe you're guilty of murder, huh? Maybe she was still alive, and if you hadn't thrown her over, none of this would be happening to Hayley. No guilt, no worry. But, no, you always have to take control of her life, like you always do!
Adam: Somebody has to look after my daughter.
Mateo: What the hell is that supposed to mean, huh?
Adam: Obviously, you were in no position to do it.
Mateo: What's that supposed to mean?
Adam: What it means is if you'd been a little more attentive to my daughter that nit instead of letting Arlene crawl over you in bed, we might not be in this bloody fix right now.
Mateo: Well, I -- I guess there's plenty of blame to go around, right?
Adam: Yeah, well, accept your share, all right? Just be a good husband! Convince your wife that her mother is alive and well and living in Europe.
Mateo: This isn't over, ok?
Adam: It better be over for Hayley's sake.

David: You think that I drugged the guests at Ryan's party?
Jake: It's within the realm of possibility.
David: And why would I risk my career to pull off such an insane stunt?
Jake: Because you are a control freak and you get off on watching over people lose theirs.
Dixie: Come on, Jake. Don't do this. David is a brilliant doctor. He would never endanger another life. I mean, he saved my life. I mean, knowing what he knows about my heart history, there's no way he would ever put me at risk.
David: Thank you, Dixie. Your faith in me means a lot.

Nurse: Dr. Hayward?
David: Yes. Nurse, this is Dixie Martin.
Dixie: Hi.
David: I want you to draw some blood and I want you to get the test results right down to Gordon Feimster in the lab, ok? Thank you.
Dixie: I hope you have a good sticker --

David: Jake, hold on, ok? Look, you know, instead of throwing barbs at one another, I think it would probably be good for us to try to figure out who might have something to gain by using libidozone.
Jake: Well, I'm open to suggestions.
David: Did you try the punch the night of the party?
Jake: Sure did. Why?
David: Well, I thought it tasted a bit funny, and I remember suggesting to a server to dump it, but Lavery wouldn't let him do it.
Jake: Well, I already jumped all over Ryan about letting his party get out of control, but it certainly is a stretch to think that this man is going to drug his guests.
David: And what if his primary target was Gillian? Maybe Ryan drugged Gillian so that he could seduce her back into his bed.
Jake: I'm not discussing Gillian with you.
David: Hey, that's ok. Look, I know what it's like to have loved and lost the Princess. Well, everybody knows that Gillian left you for Ryan that night, Jake -- her one true love. So what do you think brought that on, huh? You think maybe it was the sea air or the gentle rocking of the ship? Did you have Gillian's blood tested that night?
Jake: No, I didn't.
David: Oh, that's too bad. That is too bad because I would have really been curious to see those results if you had. I mean, perhaps Gillian had enough libidozone coursing through her veins to shatter the commandments and her wedding vows at the same time, huh? I don't know. Just a thought.

Gillian: Jake, wait, wait, wait, wait. We can't. We can't.
Jake: We can't what? Why not?
Gillian: Because -- because of Ryan.

Jake: My God, Gillian wasn't waiting for me. She was waiting for Ryan.

Gillian: Dimitri, I can't believe that you seriously suspect Edmund as a suspect.
Dimitri: I wish to god there was some other explanation for Alex's disappearance.
Ryan: Well, maybe there is.
Derek: You know something, Ryan?
Ryan: No, I don't, but there is one road that we haven't gone down and it doesn't really thrill me to suggest it.
Dimitri: Well, Ryan, come on, say it.
Ryan: I'd like to -- I'd like to send down a team of divers to search the keel of the boat to see if there's -- any sign of Alex or her body.

Hayley: Something about this letter makes me feel totally uneasy.
Marian: Well, your mother has a way of making everyone feel uneasy. Look, Darling, why don't you just take a couple of aspirin and forget all about her?
Stuart: Maybe she's taking my advice and is really trying to find a new life for herself.
Hayley: From your lips, Uncle Stuart.

Mateo: Hey.
Marian: Hi.
Hayley: Hi.
Mateo: Hi. You ready to go home?
Hayley: Yeah, all set, all set. Give Colby my love.
Stuart: Yeah. Ok.
Hayley: Thank you. Thanks for the hot chocolate.
Marian: Oh, not at all. Thanks for stopping by. Good to see you both.
Mateo: Ok.
Marian: Night.
Mateo: Night, night.
Stuart: Good night.

Marian: Well, why don't we call it a night as well?
Stuart: Not yet.
Marian: Why? Stuart, what is it?
Stuart: You're keeping something from me and I think it has something to do with Arlene.

Hayley: I finally figured out what I'm going to put in that letter to my mom.
Mateo: You know, baby, maybe for your sake, we -- you shouldn't write her back. We should just forget about Arlene, ok? She can't hurt us anymore. All right?

Marian: I -- I don't know why I try to hide things from you, Stuart, because you will always catch me.
Stuart: Tell me what you know about Arlene.
Marian: What I know about Arlene? Well, I know that Arlene has caused this family a great deal of pain and -- and trouble and that every time I hear her name, it's like someone's putting a knife straight through my heart.
Stuart: And that's why you didn't want to talk about her with Hayley?
Marian: Well, of course. What other reason could there be? Anyway, Stuart, now that that woman's out of our lives, would you promise me never to mention her again?
Stuart: But she's Hayley's mom.
Marian: I know she is, but please, Darling, promise me you'll never mention her again.
Stuart: Ok, if it means that much to you. I'll try.
Marian: Good.

Adam: Is that all of it?
Winifred: Yes, sir, that's it. Would you like me to put this in a box and ship it out to Mrs. Chandler -- the former Mrs. Chandler?
Adam: No. I want you to burn it -- all of it.
Winifred: Oh. That's a bonfire I won't want to miss.

Adam: Well, well, Arlene. It's over, baby. I'm through with you.

Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, all right, all right. I'll get a team of divers in the water.
Ryan: Listen, Dimitri, I own the yacht now, so I'll help out any way I can, all right?
Dimitri: I don't believe that Alex is dead, so we'll get the divers in there to search, make sure that she's not there.
Ryan: Ok.
Gillian: Dimitri, I know -- I know they're going to find her, you know, someplace safe and unharmed, and I'll pray that it's soon.
Dimitri: Yeah. Thank -- thank you.
Ryan: Well, we'll meet you at the waterfront.
Gillian: Yeah. We'll just go get our coats.
Dimitri: Derek? I need the -- the divers in the water now.

David: Sound as a dollar.
Dixie: Do you think there's any chance that this libidozone could have permanently affected my heart?
David: No, no. The effects were transitory. I'm sure the drug has already worked its way through your system by now.
Dixie: Ok. Thanks for being so reassuring. If it wasn't for you, I'd be climbing the walls.
David: Hmm. Why don't you get some rest, all right? I'll -- I'll check with you before I leave for the night.

David: Did you do as I told you?
Gordon: Yeah, I -- yes. I ditched the blood samples in a medical waste container.
David: Good man. You're a good man, Gordon.
Gordon: Look, Jake Martin's going to get real suspicious when those samples turn up missing.
David: Yes, that's true, he is, and that's why you're leaving town tonight.

[Knock on door]

Gillian: Jake.
Jake: Gillian.
Gillian: If you're looking for Edmund or Dimitri, then --
Jake: No, I'm looking for you. I have to know something.
Gillian: Well, come in.
Jake: Gillian, the night of Ryan's party, when I found you alone in the stateroom --
Gillian: Yes?
Jake: Were you hoping that I'd show up or were you waiting for Ryan?
Ryan: You don't have to answer that, Gilly.
Jake: You just butt out! This is between me and my wife!
Ryan: You really want to go back there, Jake? Do you really want to talk about that night? I asked Gillian to meet me in my stateroom.
Gillian: It's true, Jake. He did.
Jake: Did you break your weddings vows willingly? Or did you have to drug her to get her in bed with you?


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Jake: You arrest Lavery, and I'm going to give you the evidence that proves he's behind what happened on that yacht.

Bianca: I want you to stop talking to Mom about me. You have to drop this.

Greenlee: Laura fell off the yacht. Why would I say "pushed"?
Leo: That's what I'd like to know.

Tad: Dixie?