Tad: What the hell is this?
Tad: Dixie? Baby, did you see this? "Rising dot-com mogul Ryan Lavery courted Pine Valley's elite for a fundraiser sponsored by his company, incredibledreams.com. Little did these high-powered guests know that once they had boarded Lavery's ship of dreams they were also signed on for an excursion of total abandonment. According to several sources, the experimental sex drug libidozone was slipped to the unsuspecting guests. At this time, no one was injured due to the interaction of drug and alcohol --" blah, blah, blah -- did you see this?
Dixie: No, I've been too busy getting the Christmas decorations ready.
Tad: What are you doing? Give me that. You're not supposed to be lifting heavy things. Come on.
Dixie: Well, this isn't heavy. This is lights. I left all the heavy stuff for you.
Tad: Well, good. Why are you bringing this up now?
Dixie: Because we're decorating. We're getting the tree tonight, remember?
Tad: Was that tonight?
Dixie: That's tonight. You're not going to bail on us, are you?
Tad: No. No, no, no, no. Not at all, Sweetheart. I will be here, I guarantee, with tinsel on.
Dixie: Ok. Oh. I think you have been a little overwhelmed lately. You forgot to tell me Leslie Coulson was here last night.

Leo: Hey, where's Happy?
Greenlee: The super's walking him.
Leo: So why are you over there when you could be over here with me?
Greenlee: Shh.
Leo: Excuse me?
Greenlee: Ha! Ryan is so busted. Listen to this. "Dot-com mogul Lavery suspected of drugging party guests." Ha-ha-ha! It's in the "PV. Bulletin." I guess it's about Ryan's fundraising party. Some experimental drug was given to the guests. That's why everyone was so wacky. Oh, yes! This is perfect. Ryan drugged a boatload of people, and he got caught. Ha! He's toast beyond toast.
Leo: Where are they?
Greenlee: Where's what?
Leo: My -- there they are. And get out of my shirt.
Greenlee: Why? Where are you going?
Leo: Anywhere but here. I hope you and happy enjoy this place because I'm out of here.
Greenlee: Leo --
Leo: No, I'm serious, Greenlee. I am sick to death of hearing about you and Ryan freakin' Lavery.
Greenlee: No! You idiot, you can't leave me. I love you tons more than I hate Ryan.

Ryan: "Little did the high-powered guests know that once they boarded Lavery's ship of dreams they also signed on to an excursion into abandonment. According to sources, the experimental sex drug libidozone was slipped into the unsuspected guests' drinks and food."

Gillian: Ahoy, Captain. Your first mate got lonely in that spacious bed of yours.
Ryan: Well, the captain apologizes to his first, last, and only mate, and it will never happen again.
Gillian: Have I told you how much I love you this morning?
Ryan: Well, I think so, but it was very early in the morning.
Gillian: Well, I just love waking up and finding you next to me in bed in the morning, in the middle of the night. You know, I've been dreaming about this for so long, I can hardly believe it's true.
Ryan: Well, you better believe it, Princess, because this is how it's going to be for the rest of our lives.
Gillian: I can live with that.
Ryan: So can I. So can I.

Adam: Damn it, Lavery, look at this. Are you incompetent, or are we dealing with a death wish here?
Ryan: Adam, this really isn't the best time to be talking about this.
Adam: The hell it isn't. You promised me spin control. Did you talk to your PR firm about this?
Ryan: Yes, of course I did.
Adam: And they let this happen?
Gillian: Ryan, this is really terrible. Donald Steele is accusing you of drugging a whole boat of people. What are we going to do? You know, we should sue him for slander.
Adam: Come on, Gillian, this isn't about suing -- if you're going to sue, you have to sue for libel, and that makes you -- the burden of proof is on you.
Gillian: So, what do we have to do?
Adam: You have to prove that Steele wrote this story with malice or intent to discredit Ryan.
Gillian: But -- but he didn't do anything. I mean, it's all lies.
Adam: Right. But you have to prove that, too.
Ryan: Well, I'm going to prove it. I had nothing to do with this drug, all right? If my guests were drugged -- if they were -- anybody could have done that.
Adam: That's right. You put the spin right there. You've got it right. Now, contact your PR firm and tell them to get on it before your image is totally just trashed.
Ryan: All right, all right, all right. I'll issue a statement right away.
Adam: Good.
Gillian: Who cares what people think?
Adam: We do. And if you don't, you should.
Gillian: Anybody who knows Ryan knows he would never do something like that.
Adam: Gillian, Gillian, this is about image here. We want the investment community to snatch up his stock the minute it goes public. You think that's going to happen if they think he's a drug-pushing maniac?
Ryan: I'm not going to blow this, Adam, all right? I'm going to do whatever I have to do.
Adam: Fine. Good, good, good. Contact every one of your investors. Tell them there's absolutely no truth to any of this. I'll contact whatever venture capitalists I know and do the same.
Ryan: All right, I'm going to send e-mails. I'll follow up with phone calls. I'm going to need my personal files. They're in the loft. We're going to have too there. Adam, I appreciate you standing by me in all this. I really do.
Adam: Do me a favor, would you? Next time you feel philanthropically inclined, donate a bag of old clothes.

Hayley: Ryan, are you ok? I saw those horrible articles.
Mateo: Yeah, how'd that happen?
Gillian: It is not true. It's all lies.
Hayley: Well, of course. I know that. But, I mean
, what about this drug? Ryan: I had no --
Hayley: Does it exist? I mean, could that be why the guests were all acting so strange?
Ryan: I really have no idea, but I'm going to get to the bottom of it, Hayley.

Adam: This is an unmitigated disaster.
Mateo: Oh, yeah? Check this out -- I came here on a launch with Edmund and Dimitri.
Adam: Edmund and Dimitri? What, are they -- they're on the boat? Why?
Mateo: Yeah, and they came with a team of police divers.
Adam: Divers? What the hell for?
Mateo: Alexandra Marick is missing. They're searching around the yacht, the surrounding vicinity.
Adam: Oh, my God. Alex --
Mateo: Yeah, they -- right. They organized the whole thing. And they're praying they're not going to find a body, and we better pray they don't find one, too, Adam.
Adam: How the hell are we going to stop them?
Mateo: I don't know. I don't know. But if you have any ideas, I suggest you put them in motion.

Leo: Every time his name comes up, every time you catch a glimpse of the guy, I got to listen to you rant.
Greenlee: So?
Leo: So I'm sick of it, Greenlee -- and let go of my leg.
Greenlee: No! Leo, I love you. You!
Leo: Yeah, right. And that's supposed to make me feel better -- because you love me more than you hate Ryan? Hmm, no. I don't think so. Sorry. Let go of my leg.
Greenlee: We're not going backwards. I won't let it happen. You have to believe me. The only man I want is you. I'm so beyond the Ryan phase.
Leo: No, you're not, Greenlee. Your obsession's flipped to the dark side, but it's still an obsession just the same. You still have true feelings for Ryan, and it's about time you admitted to them.
Greenlee: No, no, no --
Leo: If not to me, to yourself.
Greenlee: Leo, Leo, Leo, Leo -- haven't you ever nursed a truly glorious grudge, one that you love to feed and watch grow?
Leo: No. Not like this.
Greenlee: What about your brooding resentment with your mother, huh? You did practically everything but disown her after that mess with Paolo.
Leo: Actually, I did disown her. And that analogy is not entirely fair, Greenlee. She's my mother. She's not an ex-lover.
Greenlee: I'm talking about love and hate. I'm sorry if seeing Ryan's face plastered under a headline proclaiming him a loser gives me great joy, but I can't help it. I want Ryan to go down.
Leo: And being vindicated by his failure makes you feel better? What?
Greenlee: You know me so well. But believe me, my hatred can't begin to compare to the red hot passion that I feel for you.
Greenlee: I'm completely and totally in love with you, Leo. That's all there is to it. So, still want your shirt back?

Tad: You know, I completely forgot about that. Her cell phone went dead. She got a page from the court clerk, so she had to call in, so she came into our house to use ours for a few minutes. I'll -- I'll have my office messenger this back to her this morning.
Dixie: Ok.
Tad: So, when are we picking up our Christmas tree?
Dixie: I thought maybe we'd go around 6:00. Then we can get some pizza first.
Tad: Good idea. I can practically smell the pine right now.
Dixie: He are you sure you have to leave?
Tad: Yes. Stop, stop, stop. You just got -- no. You got out of the hospital. I don't want you overdoing it, ok? Which reminds me -- promise me you're going to take it slow today, all right?
Dixie: Oh, please. You are the one that's overdoing it.
Tad: I am not overdoing it. Promise you I'll be just fine and I will call you before I leave for home, ok?
Dixie: Ok.

Dixie: Good morning, Leslie. We were just talking about you.
Leslie: Dixie. When did you get home from the hospital?
Dixie: Last night. What brings you by?
Leslie: Oh, there it is. I was hoping that I'd left it here. I got in the car this morning, and I couldn't find it.
Tad: I told Dixie how your cell phone died, coming in here to use ours.
Leslie: Oh, I am forever forgetting to recharge my battery. I mean, you'd think I'd learn by now. Well, it's just as well. This way Tad and I can talk on the way to our appointment.
Dixie: I thought you were going to the office.
Tad: I'm sorry. Was that this morning?
Leslie: Should I have reminded you? You don't mind driving, do you?
Dixie: Oh, Honey, I think you're going to need a new assistant.
Tad: No, no, I don't. It's my fault. I've been playing around with one of those hand-held, you know, pocket organizers things, and I always forget to tell Pam I've scheduled my own appointments.
Leslie: Typical mogul behavior. I'll bet he forgot to tell you that he put my firm on retainer for Chandler Enterprises, too. Am I right?
Dixie: He hadn't mentioned it, no.
Leslie: I think it's the beginning of a fabulous partnership.
Tad: We'll see. So let's go if we're going, huh? Baby, I'll call you soon.
Dixie: Ok.
Tad: Ok?
Dixie: Ok.
Leslie: Welcome home, Dixie.

[Knock on door]

David: Hey.
Dixie: Hi. David, you don't have to come by and check on me, you know.
David: You were right. I had your blood retested for the drug libidozone, and there were still traces present, so that accounts for your heart's irregularities.
Dixie: Are you sure?
David: It's all right here in black and white.
Dixie: Did you see the paper today? Apparently Ryan deliberate drugged his guests. I can't believe he would do that.
David: How else would the guests come in contact with the drug libidozone?

Leo: So basically this libidozone releases the freak in everyone.
Greenlee: According to Steele, all inhibitions disappear. And we already have poor impulse control.
Leo: You got that right. So, where did Ryan get that stuff, anyway?
Greenlee: Why, you want another go-round?
Leo: No, I think once was more than enough, thank you very much. I wonder how much of it I had. Do they even know what was spiked yet? I must have had, like, a million of those little shrimp puffy things.
Greenlee: You're really upset about this, huh?
Leo: No, I'm just trying to figure out what I said and did that night. I have all these disjointed images dancing around in my head. I remember you with that dork bill. I remember getting Laura to make you jealous. Oh, man, she really played her part well. Relax, Greenlee. After Laura kissed me, I had the overwhelming urge to find you. I had to find you. And that's when I told you I loved you.
Greenlee: Oh, what's this? Are you saying you had to be drugged to say you love me? You said it in the apartment upstairs, and you were perfectly lucid.
Leo: That was a slip, just like the other night. Sorry.
Greenlee: A slip?
Leo: Yeah. The shallow man's handbook. Rule number one -- never say you love a woman until you're ready to say it with alarming regularity. Where you -- wait. Where you going? Don't make me clamp onto your leg. It wouldn't be pretty.
Greenlee: Thanks for the romance.
Leo: I love you, Greenlee. And I'll say it with alarming regularity.
Greenlee: Don't make me hurt you.
Leo: So, what about you? You had plenty of punch and food the other night. What happened when you took the truth-or-dare medicine? What happened when your conscience got out of the way?

Dimitri: Ryan, the diver wants to ask your captain a question. Maybe you can answer it.
Diver: Have you moved the yacht since you dropped anchor the other night?
Ryan: No. No, no, no, feel free to look around. It's completely at your disposable. Go ahead.
Dimitri: Thank you, Ryan.
Ryan: Dimitri, hang in there. I know this is hell, but hopefully it's going to prove that Alex didn't lose her life that night.
Gillian: I pray Ryan is right, and I hope we find her soon, unharmed.
Dimitri: Yeah. Thank you, both of you. This step in the investigation is just a formality.
Adam: But if you ask me, it's a last resort -- and a futile one at that.
Dimitri: I don't recall anyone asking your opinion, Adam.
Adam: If I were in your position, I would concentrate a little more on trying to find my wife alive.
Edmund: Adam, you don't know what's going on here.
Adam: I know that you're wasting valuable time here. These currents are very powerful. God forbid anybody should fall overboard. They'd been washed away long ago.
Hayley: Dad, please.
Diver: No, the man's right. We are working against strong currents. But if there's one thing I've learned about dives, there's no such thing as "always" or "never."
Ryan: What? What does that mean?
Diver: It means anything's possible. Let's get to work, Mr. Marick. We're going to need every bit of daylight.
Ryan: All right, Gillian and I are going to go ashore. Does anybody need a ride on the launch?
Hayley: Oh -- I'm going to hang out here for a little while, if that's ok.
Edmund: I appreciate it.
Mateo: Yeah, well, hey, listen, I'll call you later, all right?
Ryan: Ok. If anybody needs me, I'll be at the loft.
Gillian: Bye, guys.
Edmund: See you.
Hayley: Bye.

Edmund: Listen, just so you know, Dimitri thinks I have something to do with Alex's disappearance.
Hayley: Oh, Dimitri --
Dimitri: No, no, no -- Hayley, until I find Alex, I'm not going to overlook any possibility. You got that?

Mateo: So, what are we going to do, huh? What are we going to do when they find the body?
Adam: I'll tell you what I'm not going to do. I'm not going to let my daughter discover that she killed her wretch of a mother.
Mateo: The truth's going to come out, Adam, and when it does --
Adam: Fine. I'll think of something.
Mateo: Well, you better think fast.
Adam: So far there's no body.
Mateo: Think fast.
Adam: Yeah. So you think fast -- unless you want your wife to see her mother hauled up in a net like a tuna. I have some work to do.

Nurse: Just fill this out for insurance purposes.
Leslie: I'm paying cash for this visit.
Nurse: Oh. All right.
Leslie: How much longer will it be?
Nurse: The doctor will be with you shortly. She's running late, thanks to an early morning delivery. Is your partner here?
Leslie: He's parking the car.
Nurse: Fine.

Tad: For God's sake, did you have to make it an OB-GYN's office?
Leslie: Lots of women bring their husbands with them to the OB.
Tad: I'm not your husband.
Leslie: Well, they don't know that.
Tad: I was on television. Maybe somebody saw a picture of Dixie in a magazine. It's not that big a stretch.
Leslie: Look, all I'm saying is that it's not unusual for a man to be here.
Tad: What are you doing with this, anyway? You're not filing for insurance, are you? My God, the last thing we need is a record of this.
Leslie: Of course not. The doctor is a friend of mine, remember? She's completely aware of our need for discretion.
Tad: Why? What exactly did you tell your friend?
Leslie: Would you calm down? It's just a simple blood test. It'll be over before you know it.
Tad: Can't be soon enough for me.
Leslie: Actually, I'm glad, you know, because this way we get a chance to talk first. I hope that my forgetting my glove last night didn't cause any trouble with you and Dixie.
Tad: No, it didn't. But I am a little mystified about your sudden need to tell my wife that I put you on retainer.
Leslie: I was just trying to help. I mean, I thought it would explain why we are suddenly together so often. I mean, I am -- I was opposing counsel for the sexual harassment suit.
Tad: Hmm.
Leslie: Well, if you'd like, I would be happy to tell Dixie that I was just kidding.
Tad: No. Don't do me any more favors. And just don't tell Dixie anything else.
Leslie: Don't look so worried.
Tad: Why shouldn't I be worried? My entire marriage is at risk because of a silly mistake I made at a wild party.
Leslie: You look like you looked when the quarterback fumbled the ball at homecoming.
Tad: What?
Leslie: Oh, don't you remember? P.V. High's homecoming game your senior year? We lost in overtime by three points. I mean, I was still in junior high, but I couldn't keep my eyes off you. I mean, you were so passionate about football. You were passionate about a lot of things.
Tad: Leslie, you realize what I'm facing here, right?
Leslie: Yes, the same thing I'm facing -- bad news from a doctor.
Tad: No, no, no. We're not going to get bad news. I told you, everything's going to be fine. I'm just trying to figure out how I'm going to explain to my wife I'm suddenly using condoms until I get the results. Unless, god forbid, I really do get the little gift that keeps on giving. Oh, no. No, no, no, no. Forgive me, ok. I'm not casting aspersions on you. The last thing I want to do is hurt your feelings.
Leslie: I have better things to do with my morning, too, Tad. I'm just trying to make the best of this situation.
Tad: All right. I'm sorry. Not for nothing, but, I mean, you do realize why that little situation occurred, don't you? Did you see the papers today? Turns out everybody on that boat was under the influence of this major aphrodisiac. So, you know, what happened between the two of us only happened because we were both, you know --
Leslie: I read the articles, too, Tad. They said the drug just lowered people's inhibitions. That means people did what they really wanted to do.

David: Nice and steady. Fortunately you didn't suffer any permanent side effects from the drug.
Dixie: That's good. I just can't believe Ryan would do something like this.
David: Well, you'd be surprised what a man is capable of when he really wants something or someone. He was desperate.
Dixie: I mean, how could he drug an entire boat full of people just to get Gillian back, you know?
David: You're looking for this to make sense, Dixie. I don't think obsession works like that. So, what's with all these Christmas decorations? I thought I told you to take it easy for a few days.
Dixie: We're just decorating the tree. It's no big deal.
David: Oh, I'm sure it's a very big deal. I'm sure that every one of these ornaments has a history. Every decoration, every snowflake was given to you by someone or someone made them for you, or maybe you bought them on a vacation, right? I bet you none of these are even new.
Dixie: No. How can you say that? I mean, with two boys in the house? Please. But you're a little right. I mean, this -- this is kind of neat. This was my Aunt's. And she would put it in the window every Christmas so the three wise men could find the Baby Jesus. Before that, it was my great-grandmother's. And she brought this all the way back from Ireland. Just this and a change of clothes.
David: Wow.
Dixie: Voila. So, what about you? What are your plans for Christmas?
David: Oh -- well, for Christmas Eve, Vanessa, Palmer, Leo, and I are going to be baking cookies and singing Christmas carols at the nearest homeless shelter. And Christmas Day, Palmer's going to buy a bunch of turkeys and some plum pudding, and little Petey's going to run through the streets shouting, "God bless us, every one." I'm sure you're on his list -- and Santa's.
Dixie: Really?
David: Well, you haven't been naughty this year, have you?

Adam: All right, all right, all right. Think it over. Give it another day. I'll call you in the morning. Thanks, Cy. Creep.

Adam: Any news?
Mateo: No, not yet.
Adam: Good.
Mateo: Adam, this isn't going to work. Even if those divers don't find anything today, they're going to -- going to figure --
Adam: Mateo, get a grip. Your wife's future is at stake, not to mention her state of mind.
Mateo: I know what her state of mind is. That's why we have to tell her what's going on. She has to know what's going on.
Adam: No --
Mateo: We have to tell her the truth.
Adam: If you tell her the truth, she's going to go to the police and confess everything. Now, just get hold of your moral outrage here. It's better than having the poor woman going through hell thinking she killed her mother.
Mateo: Maybe we can -- you know, they're saying that the whole -- all the guests were drugged. You know, maybe we can use that as an excuse. She didn't know what she was doing --
Adam: There's something you should know.
Mateo: What?
Adam: Marian saw me throw Arlene's body overboard.
Mateo: What?
Adam: Yeah.
Mateo: Did she see -- well, did she see Hayley -- what Hayley --
Adam: No, no, but she figured it out.
Mateo: Oh -- oh, man.
Adam: Marian is going to keep quiet because she knows that's the only way to protect Hayley. We all have to keep quiet, Mateo.

Hayley: What's going on? You found out something, didn't you, about Arlene? Tell me!

Greenlee: I -- I didn't have much to eat or drink that night. I never liked those poofy, puffy catered niblet things. And you know I prefer champagne to punch.
Leo: Hmm -- I saw you drinking the punch. And you had plenty of those puffy, poofy little niblet thingies. You trying to hide something from me? Huh?

Ryan: What the hell are you two doing here? I changed the locks since last time you broke into this place.
Leo: Whoa, whoa -- take it easy, man. Marian Chandler gave us the keys. Hey, Gillian.
Gillian: Hey.
Leo: We're going to buy this place. We just have to finish up the paperwork.
Ryan: What? What are you talking about? I would sell this place to the city for $1 before I sold it to you two lunatics. Now, get dressed and get out of here. I got phone calls to make.
Leo: Whoa, whoa -- if you're going to sell it to the city for $1, why don't you sell it to us? I'll give you 2.50. Come on, man, we're friends.

Greenlee: Why don't you follow lover boy, leave me to dress in peace.
Gillian: You know what's great about everything finally being out in the open, Greenlee? I can finally tell you what a snotty, two-faced, lying little bitch I think you are.
Gillian: From the beginning, you knew Ryan and I loved each other, but you tried everything to keep us apart. You schemed. You lied. You even pretended to be my friend just so that you could copy me to get Ryan to fall in love with you. And then you even told me he said that he loved you. And then you cried big crocodile tears and told me how he was using you. You knew I never would have married Jake if I had known Ryan still loved me.
Greenlee: You didn't love Ryan enough. If you had, nothing would have gotten in your way.
Gillian: Oh, nothing has. Not even a scheming, conniving little tramp like you. We hurt a lot of innocent people, Greenlee, and we wasted a lot of precious time because of you.
Greenlee: Oh, I'm not the only reason you skipped down the altar and hopped into bed with Jake. You wanted to play Mrs. Doctor and happy housewife. It wasn't until you saw me with Ryan that you wanted him back.
Gillian: Oh, Ryan never was with you.
Greenlee: Whatever you need to believe, Honey. But we had a good thing.
Gillian: You are so full of lies, Greenlee. Would you even know the truth if you heard it? You never had anything with Ryan, ok? You even tried buying him. That didn't work. And then no matter how much you tried to throw yourself at him or tried to trick him into caring for you, he never cared for you. You know why? Because he could never care for a little hussy like you.
Greenlee: Ryan only cares about royal sluts!

[Greenlee screams]

Leo: Whoa, whoa, whoa -- easy, easy!
Ryan: Hey, hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa --
Greenlee: She came after me! I'll sue!
Leo: Don't even think about it.
Gillian: I don't care! You're worth it!
Ryan: I'd like to see you try and sue, Greenlee, after you trashed this place --
Leo: Come on. Hold on. Nobody is going to sue anybody.
Ryan: Good! Get out! And take that dog carrier with you! Get out!
Leo: That's enough.
Greenlee: Gladly!
Leo: We're out of here. This place stinks.
Ryan: It's ok, it's ok.
Greenlee: You know what? You two deserve each other. It's too bad you had to drug everybody to get her back!

[Greenlee screams]

Leo: Easy! Kill somebody --
Greenlee: You'll regret this.
Leo: Come on.

[Gillian screams]

Ryan: Well, I see you haven't lost your pitching arm.

Mateo: We don't know anything about Arlene. How's it going out there with the divers?
Hayley: It's the same. Why do I feel like the two of you do know something that you're not letting me in on?
Adam: I -- I was -- we were arguing about Arlene again. I accused him of doing something to make Arlene come on to him.
Hayley: What?
Mateo: Sick bastard. You know that?
Adam: The paper said that the drug loosened everyone's inhibitions.
Hayley: That's disgusting and that's enough. We don't have to listen to this. I'm going to take Mateo out of here before he feels compelled to do something that I feel compelled to not stop him from doing.
Adam: All right, that's a good idea. You should be off this boat.

Adam: Anything?
Dimitri: No. No, the divers haven't found anything yet.
Adam: Well, that's wonderful, isn't it?
Edmund: Doesn't surprise me. I don't think she was fallen overboard. I think she got taken off the boat.
Dimitri: Yeah, but it's my job to cover every base.
Edmund: The drug shows up, and Alex is missing. Maybe there's a connection.

Leslie: The article said that that drug didn't force people to do anything. It just lowered their resistance.
Tad: Wait a minute. Listen, you don't have to argue the case, counselor, ok? We're not in court.
Leslie: Look, let's just get a couple facts straight here, ok? Fact one -- I didn't want a relationship with a married man. I don't think of myself as a home wrecker.
Tad: Relationship? What relationship? We had sex. That's what I'm trying to tell you. See, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near you if it hadn't been for the drug.
Leslie: Oh, so you're saying that you didn't have any underlying feelings for me whatsoever, that that drug made me throw myself on you and you were just an innocent bystander who got carried away?
Tad: Leslie, now, listen -- I've told you, you're a very attractive woman.
Leslie: So you're making this my fault?
Tad: No, no, no, no, no. Fault -- fault's not the right word.
Leslie: Look, I am just as much a victim in this as you are. I mean, like it or not, that drug brought out feelings that we both had.
Tad: Whoa. Whoa. Ok, let's -- time-out. Let's just agree that there's no villains here, ok? All right? Except for maybe Ryan for doping everybody. All I'm trying to tell you is that what happened happened because our defenses were down because of libidozone. And I for one am very relieved.
Leslie: Relieved?
Tad: Yeah. It explains my behavior. Because I know in my soul I never would have strayed from Dixie if it hadn't been for the drug because I just -- I love her too much.
Leslie: Ok, well, in that case, I'm sure that Dixie would understand when you tell her that you and I had sex together that night.

Greenlee: You know, those shoes cost 500 bucks. And what about the emotional distress?
Leo: You're not going to sue, Greenlee.
Greenlee: I should. Why are you being so calm about that Hungarian expatriate attacking me or Ryan refusing to sell us the loft?
Leo: Because it's over.
Greenlee: My glorious grudge extends to the both of them now. I hope they get everything that they deserve. Too bad that yacht didn't hit an iceberg.
Leo: Hello! We were on the yacht. Unless you forget this because of the drug.
Greenlee: Oh, Leo, would you give it a rest? We got high on the high seas. You said that you loved me, Bianca nearly lost her cookies, Laura jumped overboard, and Gillian dumped Jake for Ryan. The world's still spinning.
Leo: "Jumped"?
Greenlee: What?
Leo: Yesterday you said that Laura was pushed. Now you're saying she jumped. Which was it?
Greenlee: Jumped, pushed, tripped, slipped -- what's the difference? The girl took a dive.
Leo: Mm-hmm. Come on, Greenlee. What's the real story?

Ryan: Yeah, if I could just speak with Mr. Danbury please. Actually, I've left messages all morning. No, it's pretty urgent that I speak to him right away, ok? Yes, it's Ryan Lavery calling -- again.
Gillian: You know, I'm really glad you're taking this place off the market. Hey, Ryan, what's wrong?
Ryan: I'm ruined.

Dixie: Hey, you're not going, are you?
David: Yeah, you know, I really should be off.
Dixie: Oh, come on. I was just going to heat up some cider, and I've got these great oatmeal cookies.
David: Well, I'm sure that they're delicious, but I really should be going.
Dixie: Well, let me just show you something quick first, ok?
David: Sure.
Dixie: This is really neat. I don't know why, but for some reason or other we have a ton of these snow globes. Don't ask me how it happened. But this one is really, really special, and I wanted you to see it. My grandfather and grandmother bought this in St. Louis at the world's fair.
David: Wow. 1904, Huh? That's been around some time. So, how old were they?
Dixie: Oh, they were just kids. Can you imagine knowing somebody like that your whole life? You know, being with somebody, making a family with somebody like that, somebody who's your best friend? What? What? David -- David, what's wrong? David, are you ok?

Tad: Back up. At this point, I have no intention of telling Dixie what happened between us.

Nurse: I see you're both here. I'll take you in now, Ms. Coulson. You'll be in exam room two.
Leslie: Ok, thank you. I'll be right back. You're next.

Liza: Tad? What are you doing here?

Adam: Eddie, come on. You know you can't believe anything you read in the newspapers. All right, all right, you think about it. Think about it overnight. I'll call you in the morning. All right, that's fine. Idiots.

Marian: Adam.
Adam: Marian, what the devil are you doing here?
Marian: How could you let this happen?
Adam: How am I supposed to explain your coming all the way out here on the launch?
Marian: If anyone asks, I'll tell them I left my shawl at the party. Now, how in the hell could you let a diver go down there? What if they come up with Arlene's body?
Adam: I couldn't stop them. Dimitri Marick's wife is missing. He insisted.
Marian: Oh, my God.
Adam: But it's all right. They haven't come up with anything yet.

Diver: We found something.


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Shannon: Are you the super slut's lesbo buddy?

Erica: Distract Bianca.
Leo: Are you asking me to take her out on a date?

Leslie: I thought you were going to wait for me.
Liza: You're here together?

Dimitri: I don't believe Alex is dead.

David: I love you too much to want to hurt you in any way.