Leo: Don't you think I know you pretty well by now?
Greenlee: I should hope so.
Leo: Then I'm going to know when you're not telling me something, right?
Greenlee: Well, that depends on me having something to tell, which I don't.
Leo: So you know nothing about how Laura went overboard at Ryan's party the other night?

Erica: Ah -- there you are.
Leo: Hey, Erica. How's it going?
Erica: Oh, don't. Don't insult me by trying to be nice. I know everything.
Leo: Erica, I --
Erica: You were what? Irresponsible? Negligent? I had to track Bianca down to New York on a hot tip from a classmate. Why, Leo? Because you lied to me. You lied to me. You neglected Bianca. I want an explanation right now.

Laura: So I still don't know why you took off to New York City by yourself.
Bianca: Don't make me bore you with t details.
Laura: Well, I doubt your reasons would be boring.

Shannon: Look who's back from New York. Did Mommy Dearest turn the lost-and-found upside down looking for you?
Bianca: You know, you're really sick, Shannon. Don't you have anything better to do with your time than rat me out to my mom?
Shannon: Hmm, let me see -- nope.
Bianca: Just stay out of my life, ok?
Shannon: Why so grumpy?
Heather: Maybe she got caught in the act.
Mindy: Gross.
Shannon: Is that what happened, Bianca? Your mother found you picking up boys in Times Square?
Laura: Shannon, I have a sticker for your locker. It goes, "warning -- objects in mirror are dumber than they appear."
Shannon: What are you, Blanca's bodyguard?
Laura: I know it's a foreign concept, but I'm a friend.
Heather: More like a pit bull.
Mindy: Why are you always all over Bianca?
Shannon: Really, like her shadow or something. You're either protecting her from the cold, cruel world or hoping for a date.
Heather: Uh-oh. My Gay-Dar's tingling.
Bianca: Stop it.
Laura: Knock it off.
Heather: Looks like we hit a nerve.
Shannon: Is it true, Laura? Are you the super slut's lesbo buddy?

Dixie: David, what's wrong?
David: Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine.
Dixie: No, you're not.
David: I got to get out of here. Excuse me.
Dixie: Wait -- no, no, no. Come on. You're crying, you're shaking. You're not going to go out there and drive.
David: Dixie, please. Dixie, come on. Damn it. I'm all right, I'm all right.
Dixie: Please, look, whatever's happening, whatever's going on, you just -- just talk to me. Tell me.
David: No, I can't. Look, I shouldn't be doing this.
Dixie: I'm right here. I can help you. Just talk to me.
David: It's just this time of year, ok? Just -- I try not to think about it. It just -- look, December's a long month for me.
Dixie: The holiday season?
David: Look, I tell myself I can hold on. I tell myself, "you can get through it. Just --" but everywhere I go, everything that I see, it's just a constant reminder of what this -- this all signifies for me, ok? And it's just -- I just can't shake it.
Dixie: What are you trying to forget?
David: How Christmas became the worst time of my life.

Liza: This is a weird place for you to be.
Tad: Why? Haven't you ever seen a man at an OB-GYN's office before?
Liza: Of course I have. Just I mean, you know, Seaview.
Tad: Oh, I'm just picking something up for Dixie.
Liza: Oh. Why didn't you do it at --
Tad: What are you doing here?
Liza: Dr. Clader's on vacation, so I had my checkup here. I'm all done.
Tad: You're leaving?
Liza: Yeah.
Tad: You know, I was -- I was just about to leave myself.
Liza: Something wrong?
Tad: No, no. Everything's fine. Fine. Come on. I'll walk you to your car.
Liza: Ok.

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

Diver: This is definitely a find, Mr. Marick, but I don't know if it's what you're looking for.

Adam: Pray they didn't find Arlene.

Diver: It's too clean to have been down there long.
Dimitri: Where did you find it?
Diver: On some pilings about 30 feet down. That's all we found.
Edmund: Oh, my God.
Adam: What is it?
Edmund: It's -- it's the Marick Crest. It was a broach that Gillian gave Alex.
Dimitri: She was wearing it the night of the party, the night she disappeared.

Laura: What if I am a lesbian? Do you have a problem with that?
Shannon: Hey, go write your folk songs. What do I care? Just don't ask me out. I don't do girl-girl.
Laura: Of course not, Shannon, because that would be out of the ordinary for someone like you, huh?
Shannon: Yeah.
Laura: Do you know how ordinary you are? Open up any teen magazine, and there you are -- a stupid ad for shampoo acne cream, and a pair of jeans.
Shannon: And what are you, some alternative lifestyle queen? Think that makes you special?
Bianca: Laura is special. She's her own person.
Laura: You're just a trend, Shannon. And your time will come, you'll just vanish like any other fad. You're like a picture in an old yearbook -- totally faded. Because you're just an image, anyway. And you're already disappearing.
Shannon: Good thing you have life all figured out for the rest of us, Laura.

Bianca: Wow. Thank you, Laura.
Laura: Why? They came after me first.
Bianca: Yeah, but you nailed them for the both of us. I don't understand. I mean, why do they want my blood?
Laura: Because you're Erica Kane's daughter.
Bianca: I thought that was supposed to make me popular.
Laura: Well, they're jealous because you refuse to be the person they think you should be. So of course they want to put you in your place.
Bianca: What place? I don't even want to be in this high school in the first place.
Laura: Face it, Bianca. You're smart and sweet and plus you think for yourself, so of course they're jealous. And, besides, you're far more interesting than people like Shannon ever could be.

Marcus: Hey, girls. I just saw Shannon, Laura. Are you really a lesbian?
Laura: Are you my alternative?
Marcus: In your non-lesbian dreams, no. But, seriously, I didn't believe Shannon.
Laura: Do I look like I care?
Marcus: Don't you want to know why I don't believe her?
Laura: Not really.
Marcus: Laura, remember these photos you said you took of me, myself, and I in the guys' shower?
Laura: Yeah. Are you going blind yet?

[Laura and Bianca laugh]

Marcus: Keep laughing, keep laughing. I know you're only bluffing about me. But I really wanted to thank you, Laura.
Laura: What for
Marcus: For these pictures. They're your contribution to guys in showers and gas stations everywhere.
Bianca: Laura?
Marcus: You'd be surprised what's on the internet these days. Do you get royalties for these, Laura?
Laura: Shut your mouth.
Marcus: You know, Laura, I don't know why you gave up porn. You're a natural.

Leo: Erica, I know that I shouldn't have let Bianca bolt, but she really didn't leave me much choice.
Erica: Oh, stop the double talk, Leo. And don't bother trying to cover for Bianca anymore, either, because I know the real reason she went to New York.
Greenlee: Finally.
Leo: Be quiet, Greenlee. Bianca told you that?
Erica: She didn't have to tell me anything. I walked in on her. She went to see Sarah, that horrible girl who broke her heart.
Leo: Bianca told you that?
Erica: She didn't have to tell me anything. I saw them. I was there in the hotel room. And Sarah had Bianca in tears once again. I mean, not bad enough that this horrible Sarah stole Blanca's boyfriend when they were at rehab. No. Then she dumped him and now she's marrying somebody else.
Leo: Sarah's getting married?
Erica: Yes. And Sarah told Bianca that she is barred from her wedding, all because Sarah's horrible mother doesn't want to even believe that her daughter actually went to rehab. And this horrible mother of Sarah's is going around telling everybody that Bianca is a bad influence. Now, Bianca doesn't need that. Bianca doesn't need to have her self-esteem undermined like that.
Leo: I'm sorry that Bianca had to go through all that.
Erica: Yeah, well, sorry is hardly enough, Leo. Look, you work for me. And when you say you're going to do something, I mean, call me crazy, but I expect you to follow through.
Greenlee: But it wasn't Leo's fault. My dog went AWOL before the New York trip, and I needed Leo's help to find him.
Erica: Oh, well, then. Well, then, of course, you chose a dog over Bianca.
Leo: Greenlee, maybe you could wait outside on the porch for me.
Greenlee: It's cold outside. Besides, I'm not going to be told to wait outside like a puppy every time I come over here.

Leo: One second, please. Greenlee, please, just let me put out the fire in here, and then you can have me for the rest of the day.
Greenlee: Hmm. Promise?
Leo: Promise.

Erica: You know, Leo, if Greenlee doesn't want to be treated like a puppy every time she comes over here, easy -- she doesn't have to come over here.
Leo: Please, Erica, just tell me what I can do to make this right.
Erica: I'd like to give you another chance. I really would, Leo. But this time you must come through for me.
Leo: I'll make it my number one priority.
Erica: All right. Look, Bianca is still very upset. But she likes you. You know how to cheer her up. So what I'd like is for you to pick her up after school and take her out. Take her to the movies, take her to BJ'S for dinner, take her window shopping at the mall. You know, really show her a good time.
Leo: I'm not sure I follow.
Erica: It's really fairly simple, Leo. Distract Bianca. You're just what she needs.
Leo: Are you asking me to take her out on a date?

Dimitri: Was this it? The only thing down there?
Diver: It's all we found. It was stuck on some pilings. If anything else went overboard, it's probably been dragged out to sea by now.
Edmund: Even a body?
Diver: Very likely.
Dimitri: Thank you for your help.

Marian: Adam, this is horrible for Dimitri and Edmund.
Adam: Yeah, it's tragic. But one man's tragic is another man's freedom. If they didn't find Arlene's body, they're not going to.
Marian: That means that you and Hayley are off the hook, then, doesn't it?
Adam: Not quite. I still haven't divorced Arlene.
Marian: That can easily be rectified, Adam.
Adam: No, not that easily. I have to go to Europe. I have to find Arlene. I have to bring back the divorce papers signed -- with a few good stories about how well Arlene is doing among the Euro trash.
Marian: Wait a minute. You're telling me you're going to forge the divorce papers?
Adam: What choice do I have?

Edmund: Alex -- Alex was wearing that. She can't --
Dimitri: Edmund, Edmund --
Edmund: She can't be --
Dimitri: No tears. I don't believe Alex is dead.
Edmund: Where is she?
Dimitri: Why don't you tell me.

Marian: I can't believe it. Adam Chandler is taking my advice?
Adam: All right. You get credit for a good idea, but it's still damn risky.
Marian: Well, of course it's risky. But better that than facing a murder rap, right?
Adam: I fake a trip to Europe, I come back, I file the papers, and no one's the wiser.
Marian: And Liza gets to marry the man she loves -- although why she still wants you I will never understand.
Adam: I could ask Stuart the same question about you.

Edmund: You got something to say, why don't you just say it.
Dimitri: I think the brooch was taken off her dress, thrown into the water to make it look like she fell in.
Edmund: And you think I had something to do with that?
Dimitri: Just a theory, Edmund. Just a theory.
Edmund: With me as the prime suspect.
Dimitri: I didn't say that.
Edmund: You didn't have to. Ok. That's your plausible theory? Let me make it easy for you. I grabbed Alex, I took her to a launch, I ripped the brooch off, threw it overboard, and then I took her away. Isn't that what you want to hear?
Dimitri: I would like to hear the truth, Edmund.
Edmund: What you would like is to blame me, so I'm trying to make it easy for you. What I did was I locked her into the special prison that I have for all my special victims. And I've been planning this ever since you magically reappeared and stole her from me.
Dimitri: No, no, I did not steal my wife from you!
Edmund: The important thing is you never see her again. Alex is mine forever. Roll credits. The end.
Dimitri: You are one sick puppy, Edmund. You know that?
Edmund: After all the garbage you've pulled in your life, how dare you call me sick.

Derek: I came as soon as I got the diver's report. Look, Dimitri, I don't want you to lose hope --
Dimitri: Derek, Derek, Derek, please. Please. I do not believe that my wife is dead, even though that's what Edmund wants me to believe.
Derek: You think he threw her brooch in the water?
Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, I do. And I know how to get him to admit it.

David: It usually doesn't hit me this hard. I mean, something about being here with you. I mean -- it's -- this is everything that I always wanted growing up. So much warmth here and love. I mean, this -- this is a real home.
Dixie: What was it like for you?
David: Vanessa's house was filled with deceit. Smiles upon lies. And yet he still loved her.
Dixie: Who?
David: My father. This is when it happened -- the Christmas season. That evening my parents went off to a party, so I decided that I was going to take out all the Christmas decorations. I wanted to put them up by myself.
Dixie: How old were you?
David: 12. Stupid Christmas lights. Everybody always tosses them in a box right after they take them down from the tree because they want to just leave it alone and deal with it the next year. So I was -- I was so exhausted from trying to untangle all the cords, and I went to bed, and that's when their arguing woke me up.
Dixie: Did they argue a lot?
David: No. My father usually gave in. But this time he wouldn't back down. And Vanessa loves a good fight.
Dixie: Did they know that you were listening?
David: Not at first. Vanessa was taunting him, saying she wanted a divorce and that she had found a real man.
Dixie: That's horrible.
David: She kept goading him and pushing him, saying, "what are you going to do if I leave you? You going to kill yourself?" She didn't think he had the guts. Well, he was determined to prove her wrong. And he also had a gun.
Dixie: Oh, my God.
David: When the police came, my father was still lying in my arms, where he bled to death.

Liza: Tad's waiting for you?
Leslie: Well, my car's dead, and Tad offered to give me a lift home.
Liza: Oh, that's wonderfully convenient. Proves chivalry isn't dead.
Tad: A guy can't be helpful?
Leslie: You know, I think I'll go try it again. You never know.
Liza: Or call the auto club.
Leslie: Thanks again for your help, Tad.
Tad: Sure.
Leslie: I'll see you soon.

Liza: What was that?
Tad: What was what?
Liza: That whole Leslie thing.
Tad: What didn't you understand? Her car wouldn't start. She asked me for a ride --
Liza: I heard the explanation. I don't believe a word of it.
Tad: You think Leslie would lie?
Liza: Ok, start from the beginning. Why would you feel it was necessary not to tell me that you were waiting for Leslie in the first place?
Tad: Well, who are you, the KGB?
Liza: You're offering her a ride but you're walking with me out the --
Tad: Uh, uh, uh -- just a second. Go back. Go back. I said I was leaving, as you were. I was just about to leave, and I offered to walk you to your car. That's all. Now, should I get a lawyer? What is this?
Liza: I'm just saying something's up with you. I've convinced myself it's this David/Dixie thing.
Tad: Well, why wouldn't it be? That's very difficult to go through.
Liza: Yeah, but -- you're a bundle of nerves. And, you know, I got to tell you, you got that look on your face. I know that look.
Tad: What look?
Liza: Guilt. Man guilt. I know because I'm familiar with it because I've been the cause of it. Only not this time.
Tad: Are we through here?
Liza: It's Leslie. There's something going on with the two of you, and it isn't car trouble.

Leo: Erica, taking your daughter out on a date is not exactly in my job description.
Erica: I'd say you're overreacting a little bit, Leo. All I'm asking you to do is spend an evening with Bianca. Can you do that?
Leo: I guess.
Erica: You guess? Leo, you turned your back on Bianca. She had to go to New York all by herself. Don't tell me you're going to turn your back on her again.
Leo: Ok, ok. Fine.
Erica: Well, thank you. Look, I know that Blanca's strong-willed at times, but I'm just trying to keep her in the right direction.

Leo: Hey. There's been a change in plans. Erica wants me to do something for her.
Greenlee: What now?
Leo: She wants me to pick Bianca up after school and take her out.
Greenlee: On a date?
Leo: No, not exactly. She's a little down about the whole New York thing, and Erica wants me to cheer her up.
Greenlee: So you're supposed to help Bianca forget about her girlfriend and the fact that she's gay?
Leo: No. I'm just supposed to make it better.
Greenlee: Talk about denial. Can you imagine when this all hits the fan? The truth is going to turn Erica gray.
Leo: Blanca's scared to death that Erica's going to hate her, so she's never going to tell her. Besides, she's probably right. Bianca probably does need some cheering up right now.
Greenlee: Well, not from you. Drop her at the nearest lesbo bar and call it a day.
Leo: Shh -- would you please stop it. Bianca needs a friend right now, Greenlee.
Greenlee: No, she needs to come to terms with her life and move on with it. And you need to remove yourself from this whole Erica/Bianca drama. You're not required to solve all the teen angst in this town. Let Bianca and Laura find another shoulder to cry on.
Leo: Which reminds me -- we were just talking about Laura before Erica showed up.
Greenlee: We were?
Leo: Yeah, about how she fell overboard. You know something, and you're not telling me.
Greenlee: Shouldn't you be on your way to get Bianca?
Leo: No, no, no. That can wait. Tell me what happened on the yacht, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Ok. Laura was pushed -- I think.
Leo: Was she or wasn't she?
Greenlee: She was.
Leo: Who pushed her?
Greenlee: Leo, I don't want to talk about it anymore.
Leo: Too bad, Greenlee. Tell me who pushed her.
Greenlee: Your pal Bianca.

Tad: You see? This is why I didn't tell you I was waiting for Leslie in the first place -- because you always manage to jump to the worst-case scenario.
Liza: Oh, so I'm wrong? There's nothing going on?
Tad: No!

Woman: I'm sorry for the wait, Sir. We'll be ready for your test in just a moment.
Tad: Thank you.
Liza: So, how come you didn't tell me you were having tests?
Tad: The test is no big deal. I just wanted to make sure there was none of that -- that Libidozone floating around my system after the party.
Liza: Why didn't you go to Jake at PVH?
Tad: Because I didn't want to deal with the extra tension at that hospital, if you know what I mean.
Liza: I do. I read about it in the paper. Evidentially it made your libido go into overdrive.
Tad: Something like that.
Liza: Yeah, I hope Adam and I -- oh, no.
Tad: What?
Liza: I saw you at Ryan's party.
Tad: Half the town was there.
Liza: You were with Leslie.
Tad: So?

Leslie: Good news -- the car's running. Looks like I won't need that ride after all. I'll see you at the office, Liza. Bye, Tad.


Tad: Bye, Leslie. Liza: Why will I be seeing her at the office?
Tad: I put her on retainer?
Liza: All right. You can just stop denying it, all right? I know you too well.
Tad: It was the damn drug.

David: Wait a minute. I shouldn't have done this.
Dixie: Oh, no, no. What are you talking about? You can't -- you can't just keep stuff like that inside you forever.
David: Dixie, why do you keep doing this? Why -- after everything that we've been through, why do you keep listening?
Dixie: Am I so wrong to trust you?
David: You almost lost your husband because of me.
Dixie: You don't have the power to do that, David. I mean, come on. I'm as much to blame on that as you were.
David: No. This isn't right. I can't. I'm not going to do it. I won't compromise your marriage, your family, everything that you hold dear because I've had some sadness in my life. I will not be the reason that you're unhappy, Dixie. I love you too much to want to hurt you in any way.

Boy: Laura -- good shot, honey. Whoo!

Bianca: Look, it's ok. I'm going to tell everybody that Marcus doctored those shots. I mean, tabloids do that all the time. You know, they put different heads on people's bodies.
Laura: It won't matter. That stuff's on the web. Anybody can download it. Those pictures are going to follow me for the rest of my life.
Bianca: Look, Laura, that's not who you are anymore.
Laura: Do you think these people are going to care?
Bianca: It doesn't matter what they think. I care, ok? Look, you are a very strong, very cool person, and -- I mean, the Laura that's in those pictures doesn't even exist anymore.
Laura: I wish.
Bianca: You don't have to wish. Laura, you're one of the most awesome people I've met in a long, long time. And I'm not easy to impress.
Laura: Well, you've really only known me for, what, a month or two?
Bianca: I'm an excellent judge of character. Seriously, I mean, you went through all that stuff when you were a kid and you didn't let it cripple you. I mean, it gave you the kind of strength that I wish I had.
Laura: You're strong, Bianca. You just don't see it yet.

Leo: In what universe would Bianca push Laura off the boat?
Greenlee: The one we're living in, apparently.
Leo: But why? How do you know that it was her?
Greenlee: Why? I can't say. How do I know? I saw her do it.
Leo: You were there?
Greenlee: Yes.
Leo: You saw the whole thing, and you never mentioned anything until now?
Greenlee: I guess I just -- I just blanked. Maybe that drug scrambled my short-term memory or something.
Leo: This is too much.
Greenlee: I couldn't believe it myself at first. And I didn't want to tell you because I know how you feel about Bianca. I figured you wouldn't believe me, and I'm right.
Leo: It doesn't make any sense.
Greenlee: Think about the truckload of tragedy Binks has been through. Her father dies, her mother's on her butt 24/7, she's got one foot out of the closet, and obviously she was drugged and she flipped out and then she passed out.
Leo: Why Laura?
Greenlee: Remember when Bianca came to and she was asking for Sarah?
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: Maybe she thought Laura was Sarah and hated seeing her hanging all over you and lost her mind.
Leo: That is so far-fetched.
Greenlee: I don't know what to tell you, Leo. It doesn't matter anyway because it was that drug.
Leo: You're absolutely sure that it was Bianca?
Greenlee: Yes.
Leo: You'd swear on your grandfather's life?
Greenlee: Please. Where are you going?
Leo: I got to go pick up Bianca.
Greenlee: You're not going to throw this in her face, right?
Leo: Well, I can't just let this go, Greenlee.

Greenlee: Damn. Memo to self -- you need better lies.

Tad: So that was all I remembered. I thought it was some kind of hallucination or a bad dream. When I saw her at thanksgiving, I realized we'd definitely done something.
Liza: Not something. Everything.
Tad: No kidding. Been breaking my neck trying to let her down easily. She's acting all weird on me, like there's more to it than just this one night.
Liza: Well, evidentially she's not taking the hint.
Tad: You think? Honestly, if I lay it on the line, I'm afraid she's going to go schizo on me and go running straight to Dixie.
Liza: Well, you hire her as corporate counsel? Don't you think that distance might have been a better plan?
Tad: Easier said than done, Mon Ami. Now every time I turn around, she's in my face. And just for your information, making herself our attorney was her idea, not mine. She announced it to Dixie. What am I going to say, no?
Liza: Well, you know, that's obsessive.
Tad: You have no idea! Liza, I'm serious. I think this girl's gone peanuts on me, you know? She's picked up where her sisters left off in high school.
Liza: Ok. This incredibledreams.com party was a PR nightmare. Somebody should go to wall street just to make sure that our investors are not nervous and that they should know full well that Chandler is not going to lose millions on an IPO.
Tad: This is genius. It would definitely get me out of town.
Liza: Mm-hmm. It would do something that needs to be done, Leslie could spin her wheels while you're out of town. By the time you got back, everything would be settled down and you'd get your test results back.
Tad: It's -- bravo. Baby, I'm on the next plane.

David: I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry.
Dixie: You love me?
David: No. I mean -- just -- just forget what I said, all right?
Dixie: I can't do that, David.
David: Dixie, I don't want to love you. I promise I won't feel this way for a long time, all right?
Dixie: I think we both know it doesn't work that way.
David: Look, I meant what I said. I don't want to hurt you.

[Telephone rings]

David: Answer it.
[Ring]

Dixie: Hello. Hi. Hi, Honey. No, I'm just decorating. Where are you? Oh, New York. Oh. Ok. Yeah. I'll be here.

Bianca: Let's just forget about it. Let's get out of here or something.
Laura: Let's just go over there and slap them or something.
Bianca: Good, you're getting angry. That's an improvement. Hey, come on. Live to fight another day.

Shannon: Leaving so soon?
Heather: Don't we get an autograph?
Shannon: Can we touch the famous porn star?

Laura's voice: Help! Help me!

Bianca: Laura? Are you ok?
Laura: On the yacht -- I remember now. I know what happened.
Bianca: What, you mean when you fell overboard?
Laura: I didn't fall, Bianca. I was pushed.

Derek: And you're sure this is how you want to do it?
Dimitri: Yeah. For now. No, no, just --

Liza: Mother, what are you doing here?
Marian: Hi, Darling. I'm here to see Ryan. I'm selling the loft -- you know, the one he bought from you, and I had to talk to him about a few things.
Liza: Is Adam here? I heard he was meeting with Ryan.
Marian: He's gone. But there's been some terrible news about Alex Marick. They found a brooch that she was wearing the night of the party down in the water.
Liza: Oh, my God. They -- they don't think that she drowned?
Marian: That's what they're trying to figure out, Liza.
Liza: Well, it can't be true. I mean, Alex and Dimitri were just starting their life together. What's happening? All these couples being ripped apart.
Marian: What other couples are you talking about, darling?
Liza: You know, never mind. Adam and I, we haven't had it easy, but from now on I'm not going to leave his side. Where is he?
Marian: He's going to Europe to get Arlene to sign the divorce papers. Liza, wait a minute. Where are you going?
Liza: Mother, if he's at the airport, he's going overseas, then I should be with him.
Marian: He's going to be with Arlene. You don't want to get in the middle of all that, darling.
Liza: Mother, look what happened with you and Stuart, with Alex and Dimitri. We've wasted so much time, Adam and I, and we're in this life together. I've said the words "to death do us part." I should start following those words, don't you think?
Marian: Liza, wait, darling. Please, Liza, wait.

Derek: I have a lot of manpower on this, Dimitri. Are you sure you don't want to keep going until --
Dimitri: Shh, shh. Derek, Derek, Derek -- I am certain that Edmund has Alex. We have to find out where. And my plan will get that out of him.

Edmund: Derek. Are you two conspiring?
Derek: Dimitri has decided to file charges against you.
Edmund: For what?
Derek: Assault. You've had episodes during which you've become violent. You even tried to kill Dimitri.
Edmund: If I'd been really trying, I would have succeeded.
Dimitri: Well, you do seem sort of confused in those kind of situations, Edmund.
Edmund: Is that so?
Edmund: Is that so?
Derek: We want to question you down at headquarters about the party. Dimitri believes that you had one of these episodes and you abducted Alex.
Edmund: That theory is the fantasy of an insecure man.
Derek: Look, Edmund, if you don't come with me quietly, I'm going to have to bring people in here to take you. Don't make me do that.
Edmund: Fine. I'll go -- just to prove you wrong.

Tad: Honey, I don't know what to tell you other than I sorry. It's just this incredibledreams fiasco has turned into a major scandal and the only way I can make sure that Chandler Enterprises doesn't lose millions of dollars is for me to go to New York and baby-sit three or four major investors.
Dixie: Is it really that bad?
Tad: Well, yeah. You know how much I hate leaving you.
Dixie: It's ok. You do what you have to do, ok? I'll be fine.
Tad: I'll be back as soon as I fix this mess. I promise. I'm going to fix everything.

Leslie: Every time I think I have Tad to myself, someone pops up. Today it was Liza. I need to get him alone, away from his family, his business, his friends. Are you listening to me?
David: So you're having problems.
Leslie: Nothing I can't handle. Any luck with Dixie?
David: I just left her.
Leslie: And?
David: None of your damn business.
Leslie: Fine. I know you're not the type to kiss and tell.
David: Who said we kissed?
Leslie: You're so sensitive. Something must have happened with her. You sound like a man in love. Anyway, we'll catch up another time. I've got to go track down Tad.
David: You just missed him. He's on his way to the airport.
Leslie: What? Do you know where he's going?
David: I don't know. New York, I think. Listen, I don't want to make this into a long night, all right?
Leslie: Yeah. I've got things to do, too, ok?
David: Ok.
Leslie: Bye.


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Junior: Hey! Get your hands off my mom.

Greenlee: You're not going to cave, are you?

Liza: Where are you?
Adam: I'm on the plane.
Liza: Really?